It couldn't be...

The realization was so sudden that I jolted somewhat. Of course...I had almost forgotten what Gaz was to begin with. Add to that the way she was sniffing my boxers in particular...

But could that really be it? Why her stomach hurts? Why she can't satisfy her hunger? It wasn't something I requested, but I couldn't think of any other reason besides a malfunction. There was one way to find out. I could just whip my dick out at this point and she'd react in some way...most of said ways positive. Still, it was hard to bring myself to just...DO that. Social norms just made that difficult, I suppose.

So saying, I had to find the right way to put this... "Gaz...okay, this is going to sound nuts, but hear me out," I began. "I think I know what's wrong...I just don't know WHY it's a problem." Only half a lie there. That got her attention, as expected.

"What? What is it? I'll do anything to make this stop!" the gamer gal swore. Time for the moment of truth. Standing up, I took a step back from the bed. "Okay...just...don't freak out," I implored before undoing my pants. Her eyes went wide as they dropped to the floor, boxers following suit. "I think you n..."

One second Gaz was sitting on my bed, the next, she had nearly tackled me. Her arms wrapped around my legs, hugging them as she put her face near my crotch and inhaled deeply. "Oooh fuck..." she whispered, a shiver running through her body. I opened my mouth the speak, but nothing but a groan came out as she ran her hot tongue along my shaft. Having her sitting close to me had gotten me a half chub, (or there abouts). Hearing about what she had done finished the job. Figuring out what it was she needed kept me hard...but the attention she was lavishing on my member was nearly too much.

Gaz seemed to realize this, as if able to taste my excitement (and, in a way, I guess she could). Her tongue bath moved right to a blowjob. My knees nearly gave out as the tip of my dick must have brushed her robo-tonsils. "Fuck, Gaz, that's...jeez, that's..." I babbled. I wasn't even sure what it was I wanted to say exactly. Just express some sign of approval, I guess. Whether she understood that desire or not, Gaz kept going. My balls hit her chin with each frantic bob of her head, working my dick like a machine (fittingly enough).

Under an **** like that, there was no way I could last. Try as I might, I found myself exploding into her mouth. Her gulps were audible as she swallowed every drop, before resuming her oral onslaught...albeit much slower and calmer. I guess she was just making sure she got every drop available.

My dick popped out of her mouth as my knees finally gave up, forcing me to sit on my carpet, breathing heavily. "That...was...incredible..." I managed. I was snapped from my stupor upon hearing a soft thud. Gaz had collapsed on the floor, apparently out like a light. Despite this, she had a satisfied, almost blissful smile on her face.

Shaking my head, I pulled my pants back up and fastened them before picking her up. It wasn't as easy as I thought it would be. I wasn't sure what I was expecting. Just because she was short didn't mean she was feather light, obviously. Regardless, I was able to get her onto my bed and lay her out, resting her head on the pillow. She had clearly been suffering for a while now. I figured she should at least be passed out on a bed rather than the floor.