Sleep sounds like a good idea.

Looking at her peaceful, cum-covered face, I realized I was exhausted. Gaining sentience and being thrust (heh) into a cruel and unforgiving but incredibly sexy world will do that. I decided it was time to turn in. Plans of domination, sex, and generally taking what I want were doubtless in my very near future, but now was the time to rest.

But first...

I rummaged around the workroom and quickly found what I was looking for: a roll of twine. I scooped up Jimina and tied her up so that her arms and legs would be lashed around my dick. Despite the delicacy of the task, having to splice the twine to an appropriate size for her tiny limbs, I proved surprisingly deft at the task. I wondered in the back of my mind if perhaps I had inherited the skills of my creator.

Jemima stayed asleep through the whole process. I felt her tiny breasts smash and jiggle against the underside of my dick as she inhaled and sighed and shifted. I was never less than half-chub, but the feeling of reducing this ancient being to a sex toy soon had me back at 100%.

Tomorrow, we'll have some real fun. I thought. She's magical and shit right? Maybe we can find a way to split her little cunt. Then she'll really be a sex toy.

That was tomorrow though. For now it was time to follow the little cricket's lead and sleep.