—All ready?

It was a cold morning like any other… huh? Morning? I don't even know, every day looked the same every hour, I only slept when I felt it necessary, the unkempt and disheveled pink hair coming to my feet started to be a nuisance but there was no way I could tear it off, I couldn't cut it another way.

—Yes, the injection is ready; we must proceed.

Why more light? No… this is torturous… stop it now.

The sharp pain was the easiest part to deal with, the contraction in my thin arm being held by their big hands covered by white latex gloves made me feel like my limb would explode, the contraction that my whole body began to feel was absurd, the pain clouded my thoughts and there was no other way… screaming was the only possibility of drowning the pain minimally, my hands were tied to the chair, my body also with heavy metal bows on my stomach, neck and legs. I moved the most I could which was not much.

—STOP, GAAAAAAAAAAHHH… AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHH!!!

The tears did not stop, not until I saw him looking at me through a window, a cute little boy almost my age, maybe two or three years younger than me, I estimate 5 years. Thick black hair, tender features and a worried look, judging from what he's seeing... I don't think it could be otherwise, why is such a small child here?

For some strange reason... when I saw him my pain subsided, I could stop screaming while trembling in place, a curious warmth dominated my heart and I felt the need to despite the pain; smile, smile at the child.

—Dad… why is she sad?

—Um... what are you talking about, Danny? Can't you see how happy she is? That smile doesn't lie!

—No... dad... she’s crying.

—People cry of happiness, Dan.

—I know… but she’s crying with sadness, that smile… that smile is too false…

...

—STOP, DON'T DO IT, NO PLEASE!!

—Shut up you damn girl!

—N- NOOOOOOOO!!!

—Dad… what are you…?

***

—DON'T TOUCH ME!

Monica screamed as she pulled my arm away from her neck violently slapping loudly my hand.

—I-I’m sorry!

I bowed as far as my spine allowed in front of her lowering my head, I felt genuinely sorry.

—What... What are you doing?! Lift your head!

Curiosity got the best of me when I raised my head to see her face, with a really complicated look she was watching me from above, I spoke without standing up.

—I touched you without warning… it bothered you, didn't it?

—What are you talking abo… oh.

She seemed to remember something as she interrupted her own words, sighing and closing her eyes she slapped her forehead.

—Forgive me... I was somewhat distracted; it was like a reflection, come on, get up.

Approaching me and placing her hands under my chest, she forced me to get up with my usual posture, feeling somewhat nervous even because of what happened a moment ago I looked to the sides in an uneasy way.

—Are you sure you're okay?

—Yes, don't worry about it… it was just a stupid reflex.

No, it is definitely not a stupid reflex, the force that hit my arm was much more than what she seems to have in her delicate body, furthermore nobody reacts so quickly and aggressively to being touched when the only person who is with you is your partner and... you are in the middle of a “private” moment.

—Well, I think I have no choice but to believe in you.

—Fufufu~

—Mm?

Feeling a grip on my hand my environment changed instantly, we were now in my room while my bed was behind of me and I was in front of her.

—Very well, now I think I can go all wild.

Putting her arms together Monica exerted pressure on my chest with both hands pushing me and making me fall on the padded surface with a couple of bounces, without waiting for me to stop moving completely she jumped on the bed falling on me and landed sitting up on my chest.

—Oof! Hey!

—What do we have here? A little pervert?

—I think you should check the definition of the word “pervert” since the only perverted person here i-

—Abababa, I don't want to listen anymore of your babbling because if you keep talking I'll lose the desire to do this~

Crawling a bit she leaned in lifting her butt slightly to position it on my face, before I could say anything her panties were directly above my face, my eyes being the only ones that didn’t remain below.

—I've seen a lot of memes Dan, is it true that boys loves when girls use their face as a chair?

I couldn't speak, the weight of her body kept my mouth shut.

—Bah, it doesn’t matter. Anyway, I think I like this feeling… your breathing in that place stimulates me a lot~ I think I'll start to get wet soon, would you like to be reduced by then?

Even if I hadn't been lip-sealed that would have been a difficult question to answer. Throughout the few days of my love affair with Monica I have realized that I have slowly developed a guilty taste for it, when she dominates me or I feel completely at her mercy... it is an indescribable sensation that gives me a chill in the spine and that was something I experienced when I was defeated by her in our game, I wouldn't know how to describe it but her fetish has probably infected me. In the first place I had no idea that a fetish could be contagious but looking at the facts there is no other way it could be, that definitely happened and it develops progressively. If I had to compare the feeling I would say that it is something like when you don't want to try something that your parents have forced you to eat but when you taste it, you love it and you don’t want to admit it so instead of just thanking and enjoying it, you pout and pretend you don't like it. It’s something like that.

Sure there's not much I can hide from her.

Caressing my scalp gently with her left hand she used her right to lift my head and push it against her panties, I could feel a taste accompanied by a familiar moisture enter my mouth.

—I think I can't control myself when it’s about you... oh —stopping stroking my hair she moved her hand to my crotch and felt my member fighting to rise against two layers of fabric, placing her hand on top she caressed the tip gently through the pants—. Wow, we're a couple of novices, what do you think?

I began to feel my mind fly when she started to stimulate me, already her pheromones were attacking me head-on but now that her hands had started working, my wick got too short. This was the first time we had any kind of sexual contact while we were both at the same level but although it felt incredibly pleasurable I had a slight feeling that something was missing, do I miss the difference in size?

—Not even you understand your wishes... Do you want me to decipher them for you?

Affirming or denying the answer would have been the same, the contact of her hand on the tip of my member was getting worse every second going from being a light caress to a more intense contact. The sound of a closure told me that now the layer that protected me was not double anymore.

—Give me a moment, I'm going to settle down.

When she raised her pelvis I instinctively took a deep breath, inhaling a good amount of the air loaded with the lewd smell coming from her I had not noticed that the air was lacking but it was not that I cared too much, turning around and lying on me I saw her two fleshy buttocks partially covered by her panties hiding my face under them, leaving me in darkness.

—Hang in there for a second while I work he- wow, at least I'm not the only one who's wet down here fufu~ are you trying hard to hold on?

Certainly, now she rested her elbows on my legs at a point close to my pelvis, I deduce that she is observing how I struggle uselessly to endure her prodigious body.

—M-Monica! —I managed to get that scream out of my mouth when my mind and body were beginning to give in to temptation.

I cannot say I’m not enjoying this, I'm really doing with every fiber of my body, every cell. I'm practically drooling over the weight of her ass on my face, she rubbed her hands against my cock and the smell of her vagina was invading my nose, but... but I feel that something is not right, no, it is definitely not right, sense tells me just by looking back a few days...

—Monica! I need you to s-stop for a moment and listen to me carefully...

I could feel the stimulation cease as soon as I said those words, her hands stopped and released my second cloth-covered head.

—Is something wrong?

—It's not exactly that, it's just... —I tried to clear my mind of the excitement that was overflowing a few moments ago, breathing deeply another load of indecent smells and pheromones I did my best to stay sane—. Doesn't this seem rushed to you? Sure… I enjoy it, I'm a boy after all! But… just on thursday we started dating and… today is sunday, are we going to… cross the line yet? It’s true that on friday we did indecent things but that was different from now... Is this really o...?

I was interrupted before I could finish my statement, a monotonous voice coming from the front spoke in a high tone.

—Baaaaakaaaaa. Danny, you siiiillyyy~

—Huh?

Suddenly what was previously a butt over my face turned into a face with a beautiful and tender smile marked, looking me directly in the eyes with those characteristic penetrating spherical crystals that depending on her mood can be reflective polished rubies or glittering scarlet stars. On either side of my vision I saw her arms leaning on the bed and her pink hair falling like waterfalls of cherry petals.

—I already told you, do you remember? I can upset the common sense of the masses, of the world… I can alter the laws of the universe itself and make everyone believe that it had been like that forever, why should you worry about things like that?

—You're right and I understand Monica... I know that's the way it is but I don't want to feel that I'm falling in love with you because of things like your breasts or your sexual skills, I... I love you for who you are! —Averting my sight somewhat embarrassed, I continued—. Even if you had small breasts... even if you had not been endowed with such a privileged body... I don't care what the world thinks or what you can change, what scares me is what you may think... or what my perspective may become. Monica, I...

My emotional speech was interrupted by focusing again on her eyes; now they did not have that lustful and playful essence that devoured me a few moments ago, instead, they looked crystalline and shone but not in a deep red, it was water that reflected the shining from the white part to the vivid color of her pupils, her eyes were wet with tears.

—Sorry! I said something wrong?

—No... don't be stupid... you haven't said anything bad at all, Danny... on the contrary, you've made me so happy... I've never believed that you've seen me for those things... I know you're a boy and you like that I have big breasts... you like that I have a voluptuous butt and plump legs that stick out of my long stockings... I understand that you like when I smell good and that my face is beautiful for you... that your favorite hair color is pink... —Her voice broke more and more while she kept talking.

—Monica...

—I'm fine, I am aware that although visually I am your ideal girl... I know... that you love me for who I am, for the friend I was in recent years and for the person that I am... even though I don't see good things in me, it’s a fact that you see me as an amalgamation of virtues... this is how I see your feelings...

She gave a brief pause closing her eyes, when she opened them again the tears that accumulated fell on my face with a warm feeling in them, they were not coming from a sad feeling, those tears were born from happiness.

—I don’t care at all Danny, if you use my body for your fantasies and to satisfy you, I do not care because I know that is not all you see in me... well —she laughed a little—. We have been together for years actually… just not as a couple so this is not rushed at all... erase those limitations that you have imposed... I will not be offended, I will not be saddened because it makes me the happiest girlfriend in the world knowing that even though you have a girl who can fulfill all your dreams and delusions, which conforms to your perfect beauty standard... you have not been selfish at all and you have held back... to love her purely...

I could not say a word nor could I prevent my eyes from starting to expel tears of their own, like a dam that broke the water overflowed and my expression did not change at all, beyond the shock of what was happening over me my face remained exactly the same, she has known that all this time? Or she just realized? From her expression… she seriously seems to have figured it out for me and not herself at least partially.

—You deserve a present for being so good boyfriend... Now, enjoy my curves, my breasts, all the feminine qualities that I have to offer you... just as I will enjoy my boy, everything for me. Give yourself to me... and at the same time make me yours… Danny Wakahisa~

Those last words agreed to the destruction of my insecurity, of all shame that I could have felt a moment ago, that remarkable emotional speech stripped me morally and ethically... there was nothing else to deny to myself, my love for Monica only increased from here, maybe it's because of the hormones, maybe it's because of the smells she has detached over me, but...

The almost non-existent separation between our faces was completely eradicated in a kiss that hit my lips; our tongues were intertwining, closing my eyes I let myself be carried away by my passionate feelings and her burning wills, if she wants it... so be it, If I want it it’s the same way, why restrict ourselves? She knows perfectly the reasons for my devotion and the love that I feel, I will no longer give room for doubts, out of an infinity of reasons that I could mention related to why I love her, this is one of them.

Because the girl above me hypnotizing my senses with her beauty, bringing her lips to mine and invading my mouth frantically with her tongue is none other than herself, Monica, Riedel Monica.

After a few minutes she lifted her face leaving a finite thread of saliva between our mouths, the thread broke and she wiped her tears regaining her confident and sensual expression.

—So... wanna pick up where we left off?

The energy in my body at this point left my vocal cords, the only thing I managed to do was slightly nod my head... I want everything to happen, do whatever you want with me...  to make her happy. After a moment the face that smirked at me became the butt that was choking me earlier, my nose and my mouth pushed her panties in, the smell was incredible and I could also taste liquid.

—Who would say~ now you are twice as hard down here compared to a moment ago, are you one of those guys who are turned on by beautiful words?

I just want you to remove the restrictions from my lower part, I... I try to get out but all I can do is to create a tent with my underwear, Monica... I need you...

—But I am not such an easy girl, you will receive a punishment for interrupting me at such a good time... if you overcome it, you can get what you want...

Trying to fight my instincts and wanting to yell at her to stop bothering me I started to lose size a bit after she said that, I must have seen this coming from kilometers away. The usual Monica returned.

—And here you go, one centimeter~

The weight on me was increasing, at first it was a little but a while later it was more and more, in a few seconds my whole body was under hers.

Until I reached my final height and then I stopped shrinking, her monumental butt (and weight) was killing me, my head was barely sticking out but I was in total darkness since her skirt fell off when my head stopped being there to support it, not too much time passed until the light came back as she raised sitting on her legs, She saw me with her head over her shoulder and her back to me with a wicked smile; she is enjoying it.

—Fufufufu~, all the weight of justice has fallen on you, little pervert... being under a girl's butt... you're so mean…

At some point during this act I regained the mental strength to speak so I decided to try to answer as calmly as possible.

—Did you run out of dialogue ideas or what?

—And you like to answer… look at your position! You don't even have the right to speak to me!

Observing where this conversation was heading I decided to start playing along, maybe this way it would have a better ending, at least for me and somehow I could be rewarded. Now that I stop to think about it, I have never played one of her games, am I just curious? I think I should try to be more open with her games... at least just this once...

—I-I... I'm so sorry... I promise I won't do it again...

The stutters consisted of a curious mix between false fear and shame due to my performance, one thing supported the other mutually and I ended up sounding like I was seriously scared.

—Hey... it was a joke, don't take it seriously...

—Eh...

—Huh?

We both met eye to eye for a fleeting moment exchanging glances and thoughts, she looked away and cleared her throat understanding what was happening.

—Ooh… n-now... sure, uhhm. Yes... that's the least you can do... apologize or if not I’ll punish you... but if you're a good boy you'll be rewarded...

Her tone worsened, she entered her “cruel” character, Monica's dominant side surfaced and I internally sighed, I don't know if having agreed to do this was the right idea but if in some way it can help us with the current situation and if what I feel right now... my second head... is telling me to do it, I think I have no choice but to give in.

—A good boy… H-how can I achieve that?

—Fufu~ that's as simple as giving up your rights and offering to serve me, although… that's not necessary, it's not like you could do something to get rid of me in the first place.

At some point I stopped feeling her performance improvised, it became quite convincing surprisingly for me. I discovered a side of Monica who could interpret a character excellently.

—That...

My world changed its surroundings in an instant, now I was in her right hand being clenched into a fist without a hint of clothing on my body, the force of the pressure that covered me up to my chest took the air out of me.

—Nnnghh.

—I didn't give you permission to speak! Every time you speak you have to say, “Am I allowed to speak, Riedel-sama?”!

Hey… don't you think you're getting too into character? To have to address you by the last name…

—Okay Rie-

The pressure of her fist squeezing me into it made me gasp again coughing a couple of times, I redirected my gaze.

—WHAT I JUST TOLD YOU?!

That scream made my little ears to buzz, tiny drops of saliva from her mouth shot out and smashed into my face.

—A-am I allowed to talk...? Riedel-sama...

—Much better, only if it is for flattery of course, you have to thank me.

—Hey... Aren't you overdoing it a bi…

The murderous look she gave me leaning on her crimson iris tone made me tremble from my feet to my hair, deeply regretting this I thought it would be best to play along.

—I-it’s nothing… Riedel-sama, I beg your pardon…

—Do you think apologies work just like that? With words and nothing else? If you are sorry you must show it with actions, now you scum!

Although she was acting everything was feeling too real, even the “scum” part drilled into my chest making me feel somewhat depressed the fact that my girlfriend called me that way, of course I'm not a masochist, this was a new side of her that I did not know. I think I have awakened a monster… should I appeal to her tender side by shedding one or two crocodile tears? Nah... I'm not so pathetic to resort to those dirty tricks, I will show you what I'm made of and I will endure each of the tasks you assign me!

—As you wish... Riedel-sama.

Or so I would have liked to think.

—Now —making her shirt disappear, she remained in bra lightening her killer grip—. You're going to lick it to show your submission to me —raising the arm opposite to the one she was using to hold me, she revealed her armpit.

The first of her assignments was enough to throw to the ground and break the bravery that I tried to build into numerous pieces of fragile thoughts. Lick her armpit? What the hell?

The worst of the case is that if I dare to object I will lose the progress I made apologizing so trying to speak would not only be a waste of time but also an aggravation for my current situation. I'm starting to seriously consider yelling at her and telling her to let go with more haughtiness than fear but I don't know how much into her character she will be now so it sure would be even worse.

—… —Realizing how sick I feel I silently nodded as I thought about how I could get out of this.

Lick someone's armpit? That... is... is... too strange, even if it's Monica how much did she sweat today? Won't the smell and taste intoxicate me? This is absurd, completely absurd, I have heard repeatedly from “armpit fetishists” but I don’t think that it is in my comfort zone and although I have been able to make flexible my tastes enough to adapt to this microphilia of hers, I seriously doubt that I can be flexible to the point of loving THAT. However there is no way out, there is nothing I can do to stop her from doing what she wants with me and now that she has stepped into her role, I must follow her orders no matter what.

A moment after I nodded, the fist that was holding me lightened its grip moving quickly towards her armpit, I could see destiny undeniably approaching, I agreed to this, I will get over it, but… WHAT THE HELL IS THIS!?

The movement stopped and I am against her armpit, sweat, there is sweat dripping, I can assume that due to the intense moment of a moment ago her body heated up. They say you reap what you sow, in this case I felt that too literally.

Hearing some little giggles I threw my humanity into a garbage can and gave myself totally to Monica, why not? This hand that holds me is hers, the perfectly shaved armpit against which I am being pressed is hers, the sweat that is bathing my now naked body is Monica's, the smell of sweat that is impossible to classify as unpleasant since it is disguised with scents of deodorant and a pleasant body odor also belongs to Monica and if I am as devoted and in love with her as I say, this is nothing, as long as it is her I can do whatever.

Lick, lick, lick...

The salty taste numbed my taste buds for a moment, the sweat that entered my eyes made them burn, this sweat was certainly different from the rest of her body’s being extremely salty and spicy.

—A-HAH?!

I was just taking the fourth lick when the G-forces almost ripped my head off, a little dizzy I looked around and realized that I was now right in front of her face.

—WH-WHAT THE HELL YOU JUST DID?!

—Uh...? A-am I allowed to spea-

—Stop that! Did you really licked it?!

—Ugh… yeah... I thought it would be worse but beyond the sweat there makes my eyes cry it's not really that bad, as you take so much care of your body, it smelled good.

—Y-you're not supposed to do that… come on… —Absurdly blushing her voice was weak.

—What else was I supposed to do?

If I resorted to that option it was because I seriously ran out of viable courses of action, besides playing along I didn't had many alternatives.

—You were supposed to beg me! "Riedel-sama, please, have mercy!" I would let you go!

—Come on... I'm a guy devoted to you, I can’t be disgusted from anything that comes from your body, you can verif- —I stopped abruptly realizing in that there were many ways to break my spirit based on that careless statement—. Please... don't overdo it...

More than one horrible scenario came to mind, none of them were gentle and I really wouldn't want to get involved in any of them.

Letting out a sigh that whipped through my damp hair, the girl smiled weakly and looked at me closely.

—You’re truly a case... trapped by my charms? I think you've become a full-fledged macrophile by now Danny.

—From milfs to macrophilia there may be only one step, I think you were right Monica, I'm in love with you and one of your qualities that I love is that you can do whatever you want with me... it's... intoxicating in a certain way... oof, I said it, I'm submissive, huh, you can laugh.

Instead she smiled gently, accompanied by a light giggle she spoke.

—I'm not going to laugh... it's not something to make fun of, I would have died if you had made fun of my statement of being a dominant microphile so we are at hand in matters of kinks, do you think?

I nodded, smiling at her.

—By the way, I suppose I feel the same as you say, it’s something “intoxicating” that feeling about having absolute power over the boy I love, absolute power that I can use the way I want but still giving you a chance to make your own decisions, I think it comes with the package of being some kind of earth goddess.

By remaining still listening to her I began to feel how her words in a certain way were progressively moving me, a curious feeling that began to sprout warmed my whole body.

—Ehm… can we continue?

—Uooh… I feel something very small as well as hard against my finger, yes, we should continue where we left of...

It hurt my masculine pride a bit that she called it “small” but given my size I think there is no other way. Carefully Monica placed my naked body on the bed at a short distance from her, when getting up a bit the bed jumped a little making me fall backwards, looking up I saw the beautiful girl detaching (for the third time in a week) from her clothes in a rather suggestive way, unbuttoning her skirt and her bra and removing her black panties, it is rare to see her with that color of underwear, specially lace underwear once I had gotten used to her snowy lingerie.

—Do you like them? I chose them especially for you...

—So you planned this in advance?

—My boy meets age of majority! It was imperative for me to make my first move quickly fufufu~

At times like these it's hard for me to say that I'm not on the palm of her hand because both figuratively and literally I am on the palm of her hand.

Approaching carefully she let her gigantic naked body fall gently about two centimeters from my reduced figure although from my perspective it would be a few meters… I am being hypnotized.

She is watching me with a mischievous smile as I examine every portion of her body, her breasts hang over me and I can see her face between them, her abundant legs pass side and side stretching for meters like soft walls in the form of a huge circle closing it with her feet. Finally... in front of me is that intimate and dangerous place reason for the fantasy of so many, emitter of the substance and hormones that drive any man crazy; Monica's vulva.

—Well? Get to work, if you perform well... I'll give you a substantial prize~

The provocations were too intense, with my eyes wide open I swallowed a cluster of the thick saliva accumulated in my mouth and slowly nodding I began to walk feeling the additional weight at the level of the crotch indicating me how incredibly aroused I was.

—But nothing about entering, at least not for now.

I don't know why it was necessary to make that clarification... I'm lying, I am partly aware of why she said it because I feel like my rational thoughts are starting to leave me. With each step I take the distance is reduced and the hot air coming from Monica's interiors becomes more and more intense as well as the intoxicating smell, accumulation of the thick liquids that came out of her and the pheromones that for someone my size current they must be much more effective, she has me in her network. With a single word she says I will obey no matter what, no, not even with the need to order something, I myself will be as dedicated as a dog to his master, I am nothing more than an impulsive little sack of meat who has given in to the aggressive biological and psychological attack of this beautiful girl.

—You are totally spellbound huh?

Arriving at my desired land I felt as if I could cough from the intense load of smell in the air, however it does not mean that it was an unpleasant smell, rather the smell made me lose my head even more but even if I was a few steps away from losing consciousness I couldn't think of too much to do something else than entering into Monica so I made the only decision that could appease my fiery and carnal feelings for the wall of skin in front of me.

Getting closer I spread my arms as far as I could and hug her left outer lip...

—Oww... you look so cute...

… Before I started to press my penis against it and lick it as hard as possible.

—C-changed my mind about what I just said…

The only thing I know is that in the midst of a frenzy, the heat that emanated from her enormous body, especially this place, drenched my body in my own sweat although it was a job to which the now almost torrential amounts of liquid pouring out from the depths of this girl contributed. Her breathing feels agitated, I am achieving something despite being so insignificant...

—Damn... n-now I'll have to clean you up before r-returning you to your siz- aahh~

A moan? An incredibly cuddly one as you might expect from her.

The surface of the skin to which I have become a simple body attached is now all sticky, Monica has used her fingers to lubricate the whole place correctly so now when licking the skin a good amount of the thick juice loaded of female hormones enters my mouth with an indescribably curious taste, I lose linear thinking little by little with each lick I take. My body is attached to the slimy fragrant exciting substance, there is nothing else I have to do, my only goal in life is to lick, press myself against this huge wall of soft flesh, make this girl happy... my motive is...

—A-aaah~

At this point the iterations of her middle and ring fingers in and out of the huge cavity to one side blew gusts of cold wind over my body covered by several layers of thick liquids, I felt a little cold having gotten used to the cozy heat emitted from the lower part of her body. An indecent slimy sound was repeated over and over each time the gigantic fingers went in and out, transparent thin threads (the thickness of my body or maybe a little more) clinging to those pillars with pink manicured nails at their tips. The motion, the moans of Monica, the intensity of the pheromones that increased as she masturbated, it was a kind of symphony of the apocalypse that fogged the windows of my soul, everything I do from now on is probably out of total hypnosis, it must be impulsive hundred percent.

—D-don't worry... I c-can finish with th-this some… some faster f-for you... aahhh~

The trembling voice of the girl told me that she was starting to drive crazy, I am not the only one who has begun to lose himself in lust although if we compare the level of excitement which she is feeling, I assure that it is not even the fourth part of what I'm being subjected to down here.

Suddenly and much to my surprise I felt how a force extracted me with impressive ease from the thick body of vaginal secretions that had formed around me, various thick and transparent threads like the ones I saw before got stuck to me, they were stretching as I moved away until I was completely separated from the mass of smell and doubtful consistency.

—Y-you know... I said before you w-weren’t going t-to enter… b-but at this point... it d-doesn’t matter...

Her voice lost all confidence, instead, a dubious pronunciation and a nervous and tender tone was all that remained of the magnificent girl.

Using the thickness of her own liquids she glued my small body to the tip of her middle finger, with a different perspective I could see the inside of the great cavern from outside, showing off what would happen next.

—I-it will just be a... little... e-endure it a b-bit…

And then it came; Monica started to masturbate once more, this time with her little boyfriend on the tip of her middle finger, enjoying an experience that could be charming or terrifying depending on who looked at it. Assuming she used her powers to place sensitive inhibitors on me she kept only the best part of this whole trip for me and took care of unpleasant things like nausea from the tremendous movement and the like. At one point everything my eyes saw darkened, to the next the light dazzled me letting me see the place I had come from, little by little I got used to the not absolute darkness of its interior and I was able to make out the exotic cavernous landscape of the girl that I love.

This motion continued for a few more moments until a wail louder than the previous ones crossed the skies with great momentum, contrary to whoever emitted it.

—K-kyaaaaaa~

When a torrential amount of substances poured out from Monica’s insides I lost consciousness.

...

—Daannyyy… w-a-k-e u-p~

A voice that I am used to ignited my brain from its lethargic state, opening my eyes the first thing I saw were those black lace panties...

—An ass...

My whole body felt cold and rightly so, I am naked but the girl in her gloomy underwear was in the same position as before, drowning my face under her rear quirky qualities.

—You got it right, hehe...

Before I could begin to regain my coolness of mind I felt a sucking in a very particular place, one that had not lost its hardness at all, accompanied by a lewd wet sound.

—A-aaaaahh~

A familiar invading voice came to my mind.

—Sorry, now I'm working so I can't speak but that was a very cute moan, fufu~

A fellatio was in progress… using the tip of her tongue to caress the bare head with a delicacy worthy of admiration I felt as if half of my wick was gone. I tensed my body in response, the last thing I wanted to do was a macabre… sexual representation of Usain Bolt. Squeezing all the joints that I am aware of, came an aggravation for the current situation.

I felt her lips go down putting my penis in the warm environment of her wet mouth, could I hold this for longer? I think I made some funny facial expressions but I didn't know what else to do to restrain myself from coming almost ten seconds after I started. In my defense, this is not fair, I had already been through so much and… as soon as I wake up I am greeted with this so it is NOT fair at all.

—M-Monicaaa…!

—I don't care if you come in my mouth, you can let it out if you like.

Taking one last pass with her tongue to the head I couldn't bear the slightest bit of extra contact any longer and...

—A-aaaaahhh ~

I reached my limit.

***

—Blaaargh!

I caress Monica's head in silence while she is on her knees in front of the toilet, feeling the cold on my exposed member I tried not to pay too much attention, given the circumstances, I have more important things to worry about.

Everything happened so fast… a moment after I had reached my climax...

...

I felt an intense discharge leave my penis, the characteristic flaccidity was the next thing I experienced, taking it out of Monica's warm mouth I took advantage of the fact that she took her weight off me to sit on the bed.

—…

Sitting on the bed in silence she saw me with both eyes of a puppy after being scolded.

—Mm?

Once again, instead of hearing the words from her own mouth, they bypassed all common procedures and went straight to my brain.

—Give me a moment... I'm trying to swallow it...

—Hey... no need, if you don't like it you can spit it out.

—B-but it's better this way, isn't it? I have to prove that I can do this... otherwise you would be disappointed...

Taking a moment to think about how it is possible to stutter into your own thoughts, I sighed.

—What nonsense are you saying? Just spit it out.

I put my hands together making a small plate with my palms in front of her mouth.

—Come on.

But she didn't listen to me and...

Gulp.

Almost instantly, her hand flew to her mouth, Monica moved her head like ready to vomit.

And then twice.

Jumping out of bed she ran to the bathroom outside the room.

—Monica!

…

—I am… pathe- blaaargh...

What the hell is happening here?

My girlfriend has problems with semen, she doesn't seem to tolerate it at all. She is so grossed out that she even came here to vomit, twice! But at the same time she has a kind of complex that makes her believe that if she doesn’t eat it she won't be a good girlfriend. All I have to do is talk to her and make it clear that I don't care at all, after all if it's going to hurt her that much I'd rather prefer her to not ingest it in the first place.

—How about if we relax, take a bath and go to bed?

Caressing her scalp I felt the girl with her now pale and pathetic countenance nod weakly.

***

A bed, the bed that I have been sleeping on since I was a child. The bed in which I have masturbated on so many occasions, the bed where I had restless nights playing video games. That's the same bed I'm sleeping on right now with nothing like clothes on next to the girl who makes her way into the first place of the boys secret contest “Cutest Girl in School” every year even before the classes starts, which by the way, does not even have a garment on.

Clearly, being a single bed for a boy who has grown over the years it is not too big, especially not for two people to sleep so we are so close that I can feel my right arm being swallowed by two masses of meat, the perfectly proportioned and beautiful breasts of Monica.

The beautiful girl who supports my forearm with both arms has not left anything of my right arm free, what is not caught between her breasts is hugged by her.

—Danny...

—How… this happened?

I noticed the sad expression of the girl next to me, seeing her for a moment she won when I was about to ask her what was wrong.

—Do you think... do you think I'm useless?

—What are you talking about?

—It's just that... I couldn't even... you know... do the whole job...

Her voice cracked.

Tears.

—!!!

I used my remaining arm to push her back against me in the form of a hug, our bodies were together and our faces were very close, I could see more closely the tears that this beautiful girl was shedding. Due to our closeness I could feel my cock pressing against her but that didn't matter at all now.

—Monica, it doesn’t matter... as you said before I know that you love me for who I am and for my qualities... with me it is the same, I love you for who you are and not because you can swallow what I expel or not, aren’t you contradicting yourself?

Using the most delicate and low voice my vocal chords allowed me, her sad expression became one of realization, getting red as she replied.

—Are you... sure of that?

—Come on, if that mattered to me so much I would have forced you, didn't you realize that I told you not to do it?

—B-but it's just that… I thought you were just feeling sorry for me, I…

—Huh, don't be silly, it's a trifle, if doing that is bad for you I'd rather prefer you to never do something like that again in your life, I'd blame me if I see you badly because of me.

—I...

Somehow now I was the one who was comforting Monica. An incredibly confident girl with limitless powers and practically a deity, yet she is still a girl in love I guess. As much as I admire her will power and abilities she is still a completely normal human, one who was born as a human and by twists of fate obtained these powers.

—You’re the most beautiful girl in the world... —I smiled.

—Danny… tsch.

The light layer of ice that worked as a countenance supporting her heavy charge broke as if she had been waiting a long time for someone to walk on it, she is a totally normal girl after all, one who cried like any other and consoled herself by burying her face in my chest.

After a while her crying subsided and the arms that held my forearm pressed my open hand against her crotch but for some reason I was unable to feel dragged by the claws of lust, this time I just wanted to stay in bed with my left hand stroking her head, sharing our warmth and feeling her tears drying on my chest.

—Sleeping together on a bed... I never thought something like this would happen so soon when I asked you to go out.

—Fufu~ I'm a daring girl, be aware! This is just the beginning of many more things... that we will experience together...

The feminine and sleepy voice was fading little by little indicating that it was time to leave now, we were both sleepy enough to fall asleep like that, we would never find a better position to sleep.

—I'll be looking forward to it... good night Monica.

She giggled a little in response, pressing my hand harder against her crotch and catching it closing the space between her legs.

—Hehe... good night... Danny...

And that night definitely marked our union as who we are, the ultimate couple, snuggling together in a spring night of our last high school year, we both fell sleep with our love for each other, understanding that this was way beyond a conventional frontier, I thought… no, I am convinced that we are serious about our relationship.

It was a night that I could never forget.