Looping 3

“Dammit… Dammit!” Garland had been cucked so many times through so many loops that he was becoming unhinged and it was showing. Even Aphra, who barely knew at the point in which he was being sent back over and over again could see something was wrong. There were several iterations where Garland attempted to use the Corp-Sec forces to keep Aphra safe only to have her kidnapped each and every time by a coordinated gang effort. She would always be returned filled to the brim with what he knew should be Mithra’s seed. He was lured into kissing Aphra more than once, at which point she pushed a thick mouthful past Garland’s lips once his guard was down.

In some he tried to go after Mithra directly, only to be subverted and outsmarted. He was not as clever as she was. Not in such hands-on skills. He was left completely outmatched by her gang. In each loop he was left alone, only made to see the outcome of his fiance being taken from him in body and mind. In one of the final loops Garland tried to make the best of his marriage and tolerate Aphra in her brainwashed, cock-hungry state but he just kept getting hurt and cucked by her bringing in more and more men and was obviously taking constant direction from Mithra the whole time. She was not even shy about it, answering when he took her comm from her.

“This is ridiculous.” Garland muttered.

“Are you okay?” Aphra questioned from the other side of the table with a concerned look.

“You’re talking to yourself.”

“Let’s go somewhere.” He stood up and grabbed her hand, dragging her away. She did not fight his grip but was obviously a little confused.

“W-where are we going?”

“For a ride… I dunno where. I didn’t plan it.” Maybe that was the secret. He had to be spontaneous. Garland led Aphra to his vehicle, a fancy racing bike that he had begged his parents for as a present for completing his licence assessment. It was low to the ground with big, wide tires that cling to the road and, if he were honest, it was a bike with far more muscle than he had any right to control. He gave Aphra a spare helmet that she curiously put on.

“It’s pretty nice.” She commented, climbing on the back.

“I thought you’d ask more questions.”

Aphra shrugged. “I wanna get away sometimes, too. Frankly, this feels a bit more real than anything else we’ve done so far.”

“Haha…” Garland laughed and climbed on.

“Thanks. We’re gonna get away for a little while and just… Live for a bit. Maybe a week. Consider it a vacation. No work, no pressure, no fame or luxury…” He looked at her closely for a sign of protest. Instead, she smiled brightly and shrugged.

“Sure. Let’s go. I could use a break.”

That easy? He thought, revving the engine. He tore down the street at ****-defying speeds that were as much as 5 miles over the legal limit. He was feeling daring. He always practised on his prized possession but never took it to the limit because he was a good boy that followed the law. Eventually they arrived at a mid-rise apartment. Garland used cash to pay for a suite up from and went with Aphra inside. She sat down on the couch and bounced a little.

“Homey. I don’t mind this.” She claimed.

“Is this where we’re gonna live, now?” Aphra asked curiously.

“Would you rather something like this or a fancy high-rise?”

She looked around. “It’s pretty small. One bedroom…” Garland's heart sank, but then she continued.

“We’ll have to be pretty close, all the time. No getting away from me.”

He smirked. “Or vice versa.”

“So… Gonna tell me what’s going on?”

“Some bad people are after you. Don’t ask me how I know.”

Aphra didn’t find it all that unbelievable. “I mean… Your mom’s an Exec so it isn’t that odd for you to know this stuff. Just surprised I heard it from you, first.”

“That’s because no one else knows it’s a problem… Look.” Garland pulled his pants down suddenly. Aphra gasped and averted her eyes, but then suddenly opened them and slowly returned to gaze at his smaller member constrained within a cage.

“Uhm… That’s-”

“Okay, wait…” He huffed.

“I should’ve said something first! A few days ago someone posing as your manager told me to put this on and threw away the key, so I’m stuck. I’ve been getting messed with…”

“Oh no.” Aphra offered genuinely, leaning close. She eyed the cage and the member within. A vague sense of disappointment washed over her that she quickly hid.

“It looks really inconvenient… Have you considered getting it cut off.”

“That… Would be humiliating.” He remarked.

She leaned back. “Ah. And this is, of course, completely not humiliating?”

“Well…” He blushed.

“I’m not in a great state of mind.”

“Oh, I’m sorry.” She sighed, patting the cushion next to her.

“When I’m feeling down I don’t like to hear from people. I’d rather just sit alone and close my eyes.” She smiled.

“So, what if we both sit alone together and just kind of… unwind?”

Garland sat down next to her and leaned back, closing his eyes. He could feel her doing the same. He didn’t make a sound and instead quickly and comfortably drifted off. After who knows how long he smelled pasta sauce and began remembering that night and tearing up.

“No… Mmn…” His ears twitched and his eyes shot open as he heard real clattering in the kitchen. Aphra was not at his side. He gulped and stood up.

“Not again…” He muttered to himself. He expected to see something horrible as he rounded the corner. Instead he almost bumped into Aphra walking out with a pair of plates with spaghetti and red sauce with meatballs on them.

“Oh. Hey. You were really relaxed. Hungry?”

Garland licked his lips. I could ear.”

They sat down and Aphra stared at him as he ate the spaghetti like it was the best thing he ever tasted. He was tearing up to think that he missed out on this in the second round.

“I mean… I’m sure you’ve had food better than this before.” She commented.

“It’s really, really good. I’m happy you're safe and not gone.” He sniffled.

“It’s so good… You’re a really good cook.” She was given pause for a moment, then smiled brightly. Genuinely. He saw it again and added.

“Sorry for saying we’ll eat at the best restaurants, and that you won't have to cook anymore.” It was one of the first things he said to her, thinking it would be a nice thought. But really, it was because he knew nothing about the real Aphra.

“Instead, what if we cook together? I dunno how, so I’ll probably mess it up.”

She giggled. “That’ll be funny to watch. I’m in.” She wiped the side of Garland’s lip, cleaning a bit of sauce with her thumb before drawing it into her mouth.

“Huh. I am pretty good.” She offered coyly. Garland blushed deeply.

They lived like that for a few days and it felt like a pretty good trial run. Garland did his best to help her, while Aphra did a lot of things around the place that Garland discounted, or never considered. Like freshening up the bathroom or cleaning the dishes. He tried to help there, too. One night their dinner was interrupted by a call on his Comm. He recognised the number and answered after letting it ring a few times.

“Maaan. You really pulled one over on me.” It was Mithra’s voice and he could hear some sounds in the background, muffled.

“Didn’t think you had it in you to get away from me like this.” She let out a deep sigh.

“But… Fuck… You had to remember what I said, right? You mess with the game at all and I’ll bring your parents into it.”

Garland furrowed his brow. “N-no. That’s not what you said.”

“Fuck off. I did, too. Outside BOI’S.”

Garland blinked and stayed silent for a moment. It sounded like she was actually confused.

“No. What you said there was that if I bring my family into it their fair game. I didn’t.”

There was a long pause after he made that claim, then a shout of. “Fuck off!” Into the receiver.

“Whatever, who cares! I’ll do whatever the hell I want, anyway. What are you gonna do about it? Daddy’s out of town, by the way. Perfect time to pay Lajoi a visit.” She teased.

“M-mom? No! You wouldn’t! You can’t. She’s an exec. She’s got Corp-Sec on speed dial at all times!”

“Oh. Well, the thing is, your mom isn’t a complete tool so she remembered me, even with my hair dyed. Gosh…” She mocked.

“Almost makes me feel back about turning her inside out. Though, this cunt’s a bit loose. Feels like it’s had two cock inside at once before. Have you, Lajoi?” He could hear her move the comm.

“Yes! Two dicks at once~” His mother panted.

“But your cock’s almost like that on its own…” She gushed, letting out a mewling sound as a smack resonated through the receiver.

“Ah~ L-Little Mithra’s cock is so good! I just wanna ride it forever…”

“See… It seems like Mama needs dad around to be able to control herself. Since he’s gone and her baby’s hiding out, I’m just gonna make this Milf my girl. Isn’t that right, Lajoi?”

“I’m Mithra’s girl!” Lajoi squealed. It sounded like Mithra bottomed out in her in that moment.

“Anyway, GIRL-LAND.” She mocked.

“You can’t escape from me. You just gotta keep feeling bad until you crack. Little twink idiot. Who knows, maybe by the end of this I’ll turn your little fox brain so much that you actually go gay. You’re so quiet! This works!” She laughed.

“Maybe I should start fucking your mom in every loop!” She mused.

“You need to stop…” Garland uttered.

“Oh… By the way, you got a package coming. You think we really didn’t know where you are? I was just fucking with you, dude! Gahahaha!” She cackled before hanging up. Garland got up lifelessly and answered the door. He took the envelope from the currier and opened it to see a pregnancy test. The result was positive and it came with a note that it was taped to. There was an arrow pointing to it and some text that read. ‘New Baby Brother. LOL.’ With a crude drawing of a gnoll face laughing.

“Garland, what’s going on? Did something happen to Lajoi?” Aphra asked.

“Yeah. I have to go.” He put on some pants and a jacket quickly.

“W-wait! Shouldn’t we call Corp-Sec?”

“No. we shouldn’t. Stay safe, Aphra. That means, find another place that’s more low-key than this for a while.”

“Uhm-” Before she could finish he was out the door.

He rode to his Mom’s building and pinged the elevator. On his way up he had a lot of time to think about what he was going to say or do. It all went out the window as the elevator door opened and he saw his mom on her knees between Mithra’s spread legs tending to her cock enthusiastically like a **** girl in some period play. Mithra was sitting like a queen on his dad’s chair, like it was her throne.

“You!” He rushed forward, only to be clotheslined by a thick gnoll arm and sent to the ground wheezing as the air was knocked from him.

“Ow…” Mithra lazily walked over him, her cock dripping onto his face. He blushed and shuddered.

“Bold move.” He grabbed his collar so he could sit up, then she walked back, bare as showing prominently and tail wagging as she strutted back to her throne and sat down.

“You got my package, I take it? File out, boys.” She nodded towards the elevator. A few gnolls there were just sitting around, got up and left.

“Yeah… Pretty much the moment I figured you’d left I started fucking this little beauty behind your dad’s back. Whenever he was out… It was a stroke of luck that he was taking a business trip. Gave me a lot of time alone with this old gal. Turns out she’s into some kinky stuff and is all too eager to ‘play along.’ Though, I’m not sure if she can tell or even care that it’s real. Lajoi, tell him what we decided.”

“Y-you’re dad and I are gonna start seeing other people. I-I’m in a relationship with this awesome cock. This cock is your new daddy, okay?” She uttered in an excited tone with a dizzy look on her face. Mithra patted her.

“A-Am I a good girl?”

“The best! But that’s not all, right? Tell this guy what your new job is.” She seemed giddy.

“I’m Mithra’s new pet Milf! I’m gonna devote myself to being a sexy slut for her awesome gnoll dick.” As she said that she punctuated that line by sucking the member into her mouth like a vacuum and slobbing around it greedily.

“Well? What you gotta say now?”

“Please stop messing with everyone else…” Garland muttered quietly from his knees.

“Hah!?” Mithra leaned forward, shoving Lajoi off of her.

“What was that?”

“I said leave my parents and Aphra alone! Stop it! Please!” He shouted her down this time, then cringed as Mithra slapped Lajoi with her cock in response.

“Why should I? I don’t get shit. These loops keep going until I break you. So if you wanna stop it just break already, idiot.” She waved a hand dismissively.

“Okay.” Garland offered uncomfortably with a nob.

“Wait, what?” She squinted.

“You can’t decide to do it… It has to happen naturally. Listen, you’re pretty close. I can tell. Just a few more-”

“No!”

“You don’t exactly got a choice, Twinkerbell.” She scoffed.

Garland practically growled. “W-well what the hell else do you want!? I’ll be your personal bitch, then! You can fuck with me all you want in all the loops while we look for a solution!”

She stopped and eyed him, her brows were slowly lifting as she viewed his expression.

“Ho- Lee- Shit. You are serious? What happened to not being gay, huh?”

“Why do you keep saying that!?” Garland asked passionately, gritting his teeth to bare fangs at her. His ears were flattened back against his silver hair.

“I don’t know you!”

“Of course you do…” Lajoi interjected.

“What?” Garland squinted.

“This is little Mithra. Back when your dad wanted you to go to a public middle school you two were close friends. She came over to our house a lot.” Lajoi claimed.

“N- No… What? No way…” The memory rushed back to him.

“So fucked up. Something so formative for me and you don’t even care or remember.”

Garland’s face went bright red. “Th-that’s not fair! You said you wanted to go out with me but I don’t like cocks! I’m really not gay.”

“Coulda fooled me.” She snarked.

“Baby, some Gnoll girls have them. She’s still 100% female.” Lajoi explained, trying to get close enough to lick the cock during the distraction. Mithra was holding her back by her forehead. She whimpered, sticking her tongue out to reach it even though she was barely close.

“Well… What the hell am I supposed to do? I was a kid amd I got surprised by it… I just reacted…”

“Tch. That’s such bull-”

“Mithra, honey… Did you talk to Garland about it before springing it on him?” Lajoi asked. The gnoll girl’s face became uncomfortable.

“W-well… I mean… No?”

Lajoi sighs. “It’s a shame that you two stopped being friends. All that was really needed here was a bit of communication, right? You could have eased each-other into your quirks. Mithra has a cock and Garland swallowed his twin at conception…”

“I’m sorry?” Garland blinked.

“Metal…” Mithra gaped at him. She shook it off and slumped over to rest her cheek on her fist.

“Well, whatever. We’re here. You’re moms my cocksleeve. And… I guess she’s got some smart stuff to say still but it doesn’t fucking change a thing.”

“Mom… Can you stop?” Garland begged.

“I can’t, baby, I’m a cocksleeve. You heard her. She’s the boss.”

Garland quivered. “W-why do you sound sane and insane at the same time!?”

“Your mom is just weird, ‘Twinkle’s-Little-Star…”

Garland stared at her. “That one was a stretch…”

“Sh-shut the fuck up! You said you’re gonna be my bitch until we figure this out?” Mithra asked.

“Yeah…” Garland nodded solemnly.

“Done!” She snapped her fingers.

“I’m done here, slut, clean my cock before I go.” She ordered, standing up to let Lajoi clean herself off of Mithra’s member fully. She made many disturbing, gross and arousing sounds as her ass and tail both wagged in Garland’s face. Once his mother was done Mithra walked out casually. She turned at the elevator.

“Alright. Since you’re my bitch you call me and come find me once you start over. Got it? I don’t see you first thing I’m coming right back here. Maybe if you betray my trust I’ll sick my dad on your dad…” She grinned wide.

“You don’t want that. He breaks almost everything he gets a hold of.”

Garland shuddered. “U-understood.”