Ah! Completely!! (Pink Trigger)

It's Furfur! Why doubt the easy answer? With a minute left, I was out of time for second guesses.

"Aha! It seems fate has chosen a winner!" the red-haired young woman declared, flashing a toothy smile my way that shot through my heart.

"Oho! I'll leave you to your winnings!" Zepar announced, gracefully slinking off into the shadows. A second later, he was shrouded in darkness: a spotlight had fallen on Furfur and I, even though I definitely hadn't seen any spotlights in the ceiling when I'd looked up before.

Licking her lips, Furfur pulled her coat up around her waist, revealing her yellow side-tied panties. Next, she put those dainty, feminine hands to the ties, grabbing a single lace of each and pulling. Like a curtain rising on a grand production, those panties began to fall. Finally, it was revealed to me...

Yes! Yes!! There was nothing but the unmistakable valley of womanhood, already slick and ready for me. And, of course, the demon of love shaved. I let out a triumphant laugh. I didn't even notice Zepar and Furfur join me.

"Now, Mister Player! Will you let fifty pass you by?" Zepar asked from the dark.

"Or, for forty, give it a try?" Furfur teased from the light. She always sounded excited, but I would venture to say she was starting to sound a bit hot, as well.

Of course I would! This was the return on my great risk. I couldn't possibly let the chance pass me by. I slapped one hand to either side of Furfur's round, swaying ass, pulled out my dick, aligned it with the confirmation that was my prize, and began fucking that demon's lights out.

After seeing those two moving in sync, I felt a certain power in finally joining Furfur in a rhythm of my own. My hips continued to press against hers, as she made the exact cries of arousal I wanted to hear. Meanwhile, Zepar's voice had faded into the background, a sound so innocuous it could have been the crackling of fire or the ticking of a distant clock.

"Ah, Mister Player... I don't like your ways, but I love the way you love!" Furfur spoke in that same theatrical tone. I praised myself again for my excellent call: who could think they'd chosen correctly when the "woman" they were taking constantly used pronouns as though she were a boy? Furfur had been the correct choice.

As Zepar counted down the final seconds, Furfur and I climaxed at the final second. I let out a final, satisfied gasp. It had been worth the summoning.

The curtain closed on my play. Behind that dark curtain, my soul was dragged to hell.

Fully clothed again, Zepar and Furfur appeared from stage right and stage left.

"Furfur, you were the big winner this time!" Zepar declared, spreading his/her hands to the audience. "What was your big prize?"

"Zepar, not much of a prize!" Furfur replied, grinning as he/she spread hers as well. "I can hardly enjoy a love smaller than my own!"

"How small Mister Player's love is!!" the two declared, taking bows as roses were thrown to the stage. "Until next route!!"