A More Interesting Night

Bajie sat upon a tree stump beneath glimmering stars. He yawned greatly until he was kicked in the foot.

"Ow!" he gawped, rubbing his ankle then looking down to the reclining Sun Wukong, her eyes closed.

"You yawn too loud," she told him, snuggling her head back into the rock she was using as a pillow.

"I'm tired," he groaned, rubbing his eye sleepily. He snorted, large nostrils twitching from the campfire smoke.

"You just woke up to start your shift. Now keep quiet." Zhu Bajie kept quiet and watched his fellow disciple trying to sleep. His gaze shifted over to the monk laying a few feet next to her, out like a light almost as soon as they had decided to set up camp for the night. The pig never thought he would meet someone who could fall asleep faster than him, but Master Tang seemed something of a prodigy in that area. His wandering gaze wandered back to Wukong... or Sun, as the monk would call her when she was in her female form. The light from the dwindling fire cast hypnotic shadows that danced over her muscular body, the small rise and fall of her (unfortunately) covered chest and bared stomach making the pig's blood warm. Bajie had been wondering, over the past few days since he had joined their troop, why Sun took on her female form at night. And only after the master went to sleep.

Was it some kind of mind trick she was playing on any potential night time attackers? He hadn't built up the courage to ask why, still feeling a bit new to the whole pilgrimage, but his curiosity was starting to get the better of him. Perhaps now it was the time. He knew Sun didn't like him overmuch, but if they were going to continue travelling together he should at least try to get on better terms with his elder disciple.

"Hey Sun," he tried softly, though there wasn't much point in keeping his voice too low. Tang seemed like he could sleep through a thunderstorm. Sun murmured, sounding irritated, but at least she hadn't kicked him again. He took that as a good sign. "Why do you change into your female form at night?" he asked her. There was only the sound of twigs crackling in fire, the sleeping monkey offering no response or movement.

"None of your business," she said finally, crossing her arms and turning to her side. In this position Bajie was able to get a better look at the curve of the monkey's ass thanks to the tightness of her shortened robe. He sniffed at the air habitually. Well there went that topic of conversation. He tried to think of another before Sun might actually fall asleep.

"How did you meet master?" he asked, genuinely curious about that since when he asked Tang about it he was rather vague with the circumstances. Sun growled then sat up abruptly, giving the pig a start.

"Are you just going to talk all night?" she said, glaring at him with annoyance. "Is that your thing now? Keeping watch while talking and talking?" The pig just grinned and shrugged at her. He watched Sun reluctantly get to her feet, resigned for now that she wouldn't be falling asleep any time soon and flicked her younger disciple in the shoulder. Bajie shifted on the tree stump to make room and he shivered as she sat down next to him, her body close because it was not a wide seat. He felt the soft hair of her leg lightly brushing against his knee. The pig was rather happy about how this was turning out, and not just because she wasn't threatening to flatten him with her golden cudgel like she usually did. He enjoyed Sun's company a little more than Wukong's, despite them being one and the same. Sun was of course much prettier, her current body type more his type. It was also the first form he had met her in... and what a meeting that had been. The pig's cock started to thicken under his garb at the memory and he wiped some drool off his chin. "Food," she said suddenly, resting her hand onto his big exposed belly, her palm turned up expectantly.

"Wh-what? What food?" he stammered, wiping more drool from his mouth as Sun rolled her eyes at him.
"I know you've been hiding food, piggy," she said, wiggling her fingers. "You're not the only one here with a sharp sense of smell. C'mon, cough it up." Having been exposed Bajie pouted and fished into his robe to pull out his stash. "Oh ho! Is that sausage? Oh my it is!" she said happily, enjoying the miserable look on Bajie's face as she pulled a stick of dried meat from his fist. "You're a monk now, Bajie," she said before taking a big chomp of the chewy of beef herself. "You shouldn't be eating meat." She chewed quietly and with a smile. The pig could only blink helplessly as he watched the monkey devour one of his most prized possessions... He swallowed, trying to make the best of a bad situation.

"So I guess I'll trade you that sausage for the story of how you met master," he said. Sun snorted and snatched another forbidden snack out from the pig's pink grip. He groaned as if someone had slapped him in the face.

"Nope," she said, stuffing the whole thing into her greedy mouth. "There's no trading here. I'm the senior. You're the junior. You listen to what I say." She reached for another morsel but Bajie caught her by the wrist this time, surprising her with his swiftness. He gripped her firmly and she couldn't help but smile. She had almost forgotten that the pig demon's big fat form hid his true strengths. He was no simple monster. The intelligence in his little grey eyes also glowed with the fire of an erstwhile god behind them.

"No more snacks," he warned her, squeezing his fist around her wrist. She went to make another grab with her other hand but Bajie intercepted that too. The pig held both of her arms strongly, the remaining sausages balanced precariously on his lap. Sun grinned and her tail whipped around, snatching the bundle away. "Hey!" protested the pig. They were both on their feet now and wrestled against each other, testing their upper body strength. Bajie was trying to get at his food while still restraining Sun wrists, snapping his big snout of a mouth at the air as she whipped her tail around, teasing him with his own smuggled food. With the right motivation Bajie could accomplish a lot, and he pulled Sun towards himself while thrusting his big stomach forward. He actually leapt and the monkey crashed into his strong gut and had the wind knocked out of her for a moment. She stumbled backwards, her arms still gripped by the pig, then tripped on the rock she had been resting on before. Bajie found himself pulled off balance too and the pair fell into the ground with a heavy thump.

Sun groaned, feeling the weight of Bajie on top of her, his swollen stomach smooshing her into the dirt. The pig was grunting, nostrils snorting noisily. She looked up, horrified to see her tail in Bajie's hungry mouth. She felt his big flat wet tongue soaking her fur as his weirdly dexterous mouth muscle worked the sausages out of her grip and then he spat the tail out. He barely chewed before swallowing all of his recovered food then breathed out with satisfaction. Probably too much satisfaction. When he looked down at Sun she had a dark scowl on her face. He gulped but still held onto her wrists, her arms pinned to the floor.

"Is that your fucking cock?" she growled, eyes glowing a little red. Sun's accusation was not unfounded, because that thick hot stiffness she felt laying atop her stomach, being pressed down into her by Bajie's belly, was indeed his erect fucking cock. Since it felt quite nice to be so snug against the beautiful monkey he tried to turn on the charm.

"That was a uh... very invigorating tussle we just had... and you're so pretty. I couldn't help it," he said, his grin sparkling. Sun did not seemed charmed.

"Get. Off." She warned.