A Long Night

AN: I probably should have split this chapter up into two or three. It would have certainly been the smarter thing for me to do. It just kept going and going, until it was too long and too deep to pull out~

It was surprising how short my whole tale ended up being. I was done in less than half an hour, squirming impatiently while Walter ate enough to feed five of the me of yesterday when I could have eaten it. The hunger had faded to the background, but it was growing the longer I was **** to stew in the scent of his arousal.

My thoughts wandered as I wrestled with my new instincts. I considered all that has happened since Addy gave me the Gem Ladies Challenge, had it really been less than a week? Hold on, when was the last time I played a level? Wasn't there a penalty—

Walter swallowed one last bite and set down his bowl with a clatter. I perked up, laser focused on him. Inside my mouth, a dozen eager tendrils wiggled in anticipation.

Resting his chin on interlaced fingers like a philosopher of old, he stared me down. The intensity of his eyes was intimidating and alluring in equal measure.

"You're saying that a Magic phone game created by literal sex demons changed your appearance and cursed you to eat cum to live." He intoned with an unnecessary gravitas. "Do you have any more proof than some weird makeup?" Seems the teddy bear had grown into a grizzly.

The quiet, timid, Old Marissa would have shrunk in on herself and stuttered out an answer. She would fold like a piece of paper into whatever shape they wanted her to be. Or lashed out before withdrawing completely.

I was better now. So, smiling widely, I stuck out my tongue and split the tip into a trio of waving tentacles. I giggled at the shocked and reluctantly interested look on his face. With Fetish Finder working passively, I instinctively knew what would get his cum down my throat the soonest.

"Is this enough proof?" I said clearly despite the obstruction. "Or do you wanna see more of the changes that have been made to me?" I tugged on my sweatshirt, raising it to show off my sleek tummy. My tits just barely remained clothed, the worn elastic in the hem preventing a titty drop by scant threads.

Walter wiped away a bit of drool. "...maybe later..." He muttered. "Can't wait to see what else that tongue can do..."

Caught off guard, I snorted and pulled my tongue back in. Grinning at his bright red cheeks, I stood and began to slink towards him. "Does this mean you're finally gonna give me what I want?"

Walter visibly warred with himself for a moment. When my sweatshirt fell to the floor, he gave in. "Yes, I'll help you." He huffed in laughter. "I did offer you a meal didn't I?"

"Yes you did..." Now that food had been ensured, my hunger both calmed its complaining and grew more insistent. The contradiction both did and did not make sense. I'll think on it more later.

He leaned back as I straddled his knees, my hands playing with the drawstring of his pants. His erection tented the fabric just beneath my fingers. Like a present with a ribbon just for me~

"You aren't going to eat my soul are you?" He asked blandly.

I licked his earlobe. "Mayyybe just a nibble?"

"As long as it's nothing too important." His hands reached out and cupped my breasts, thumbs brushing over my nipples and pressing them in like the buttons on a controller.

"Ahn~ I'll stick to random trivia —ooh!— and your a-ability to whistle."

"Hmm... Worth it." He shrugged and leaned forward to catch a tit in his mouth.

My eyes rolled back and I hugged his head to my tits as he sucked and licked and nibbled until his pants were ruined by my sodden pussy rubbing against the fabric.

As I caught my breath, a trickle of energy flowed into me. It wasn't quite the right thing to feed me. Seems my own pleasure was still good for me, but like trying to fill your stomach with water when you're starving. It'd only go so far for so long.

I began to slide myself down to kneel before him, pulling his pants with me. His shaft rose like a giant tower, ponderous and unyielding, splattering precum on my tits as it passed between them. Lengthy enough that even with a third hand to hold it with the bulbous head would stick out entirely. The sight nearly brought a tear to my eye it was so beautiful.

"...Is it too big?" Walter's unsure voice wavered while I stared with my jaw hung open and tongues limp. "I've only had one girl who wasn't too scared to take the whole thing before, she was still too sore to try again." The confidence and commanding demeanor he'd displayed faded back into his teddy bear persona. So cute, how the hell hadn't we met before? "You don't have to—"

My tongue flicked out to coil around the head and clean up all the precum that had trickled out. Hmmm! Nice and savory with a subtle heat to it and just enough sweet to cut down on the bitter. I moaned and shivered at the taste, only slightly exaggerated to reassure him.

I rubbed my cheek lovingly along the side of his cock and looked up at him. "Walter. This is the best dick I've ever seen. Anywhere. I pity those poor girls who couldn't take you properly." I said seriously. Imagine, being so close to perfection, only to have your body fail you.

Ignoring whatever he had to say to that, I went to work.

He jerked in place and gripped the sides of my head to slow me as I welcomed his cock in my throat. It was easy. Simple. There was nothing to impede its path. My tongue became a second mouth deep, deep in my throat while new muscles rippled and squeezed.

Nose against his trimmed pubes, I gazed up at Walter's disbelieving face with an adoring smile. I stayed still but for the internal milking of my tongue and the gentle sway of my hips, breathing somehow completely uninterrupted.

"F-fuck." My new favorite neighbor groaned.

Under my hands, his quadriceps tensed as his toes curled. His arms twitched forward, but he didn't grab my head. A little disappointing, mostly endearing.

We started into each other's eyes for an endless moment as I felt my meal make its way up his shaft. His eyes weren't black like I'd first thought, more of a very dark brown with amber and gold flecks. Those eyes were hidden by heavy lashes.

I could taste it on my tongue as the cum poured into me. And taste something else in my soul as it poured in along with the literal(in several ways!) Life-giving liquid.

Somehow, it felt like what made Walter Long, Walter, fed me into me as well.

Just a tiny bit. Nothing he would miss. He'd be finnnee.

With sweat beading up on his light brown skin, Walter let out a sigh as his head fell back and his whole body went limp. Jerking a little when I suctioned him clean on the way up.

"That was... I don't have... Bwuh."

I splayed out my hands on the floor behind me and leaned back to display my whole body in **** exhibitionism. My mouth opened to show him my empty fuckhole in very, very conscious exhibitionism.

"AaaHhHhHh~" I sang playfully. His soft dick twitched. I preened happily.

Walter dragged his eyes away from my everything and started pulling his pants up clumsily. "Christ girl, give me a minute to recover, okay?"

My mouth clicked shut with a pout. I was still hungry! I wanted to whine. Instead, I sucked it up and asked, "Whaddya want to do until you're ready again?"

The teddy bear was back in prime form as he perked up. I wasn't sure if I should be kinda insulted he was looking happier than when I had his dick in my throat or intrigued by what got him so excited.

Half an hour later, I idly swished my arms back and forth as Walter gushed over his computer set up. Three wide monitors and a huge computer tower thingy that whirred and hummed like a helicopter.

I did my best to ooh and ahh at the right points, too embarrassed to tell him I got by with just a smartphone. My work computer didn't count! That thing was ancient and I just made sure all the numbers lined up properly.

My mood darkened as I remembered Ethan helping me with the program when it froze up last month. His energetic little puppy grin as he pointed to the right key to press, sleeve rolled up to reveal his corded forearm muscles...

Nope, he had his chance, not thinking about him any more. Focus on the guy who didn't passively cheat on his girlfriend and then back out after he got his rocks off. Gah! I'm doing it again!

Walter was saying something about his high quality webcam and the video editing software he'd been playing around with. If what I was getting from Fetish Finder was right, he was hinting at helping me with the whole internet pornstar thing Brian had suggested.

As I watched his defined shoulder muscles flex and bulge powerfully each time he pointed something out, I decided he'd be the first I'd come to for that.

Now, I know what you're thinking. I'm being really rude by zoning out when someone is sharing a passion of theirs. Believe me. I know. If I could fix it, I would. It's caused me all kinds of problems before. But as soon as the topic goes over my head even a little bit, I have to stop and mentally backtrack. Then, I miss a whole other sentence, get more lost, backtrack again... I get too anxious to interrupt and ask clarifying questions because I think they'll hate me and throw me away for being an idiot!

...It quickly gets to the point where it's safer to just smile and nod.

So I did that for another few minutes, waiting for Walter to recharge so he could fuck my other hole. I still can't believe I haven't been fucked in my upgraded pussy. In Brian's office would have been good. Problem was, I wouldn't have been able to stay quiet enough and his dick was super tasty. Not as good as Walter's but—

"...a good time to show you—"

A familiar tingle bounced around in my head. What? I'm already naked! What'll the Code: Flash make me—

Like a puppet dancing to a set of horny strings, my limbs moved on their own, putting me in a handstand and then letting my legs slowly drop into a full side split until my toes nearly touched the ground.

Walter trailed off, his jaw clicking shut.

My face turned bright red. It had nothing to do with the blood rushing to my head or my pussy and asshole being pulled open in front of a cute guy. Instead, I was mortified at the possibility he'd realize I hadn't been listening.

"...Marissa."

The compulsion released me. I barely caught myself, twirling back to a standing position, wobbling at the end as my tits jiggled more than I'd expected.

"Yes, Walter?" I asked casually.

"Was that just something you do for fun when you're bored?"

"Well, kinda?" Oh good! He hasn't noticed. "...Do you feel up to fucking me now?" It might be fun to hold that pose while he does it.

"Oh! Sorry, you should have said something sooner." He hopped up from his cushy chair. "You don't have to **** yourself to stand there if I start boring you. I thought you were interested!"

He hesitated before resting his warm hand on my shoulder. Scratching the back of his head and smiling apologetically at me.

I did not deserve this man. Was this what love felt like?

"So...uh, how do you want to do it? My bed's right over—"

Despite our massive strength and weight differences, I still managed to drag Walter by the hand to his bedroom and push him onto his bed.

I could see and smell his surprised excitement. I imagine no girl has thrown him onto a bed until I came along.

His eyes widened and he held out his hands to stop me when I pounced. I landed lightly, straddling his waist with my pussy close enough for him to feel the heat radiating from me on his erection.

"Wait, Marissa take it slo-urhhhnnha!" He flopped onto the mattress with a drawn out groan. It reached my ears and passed right through my randomly firing neurons without registering as sound.

Little droplets of drool fell from my tongue onto my breasts and Walter's barrel-chested torso. My body shook in an immediate, crashing orgasm that made me see sounds and taste colors. The ribbons of pink and purple coiling around my abdomen and spearing into my head tasted the best.

I held on to just enough brainpower to wonder why it felt so good. My tentacles had gone deeper and explored more thoroughly than any cock could. Was it similar to why you couldn't tickle yourself? The nerves just didn't react the same way when they knew you did it.

Strong hands with fingers that almost made it all the way around the thinnest part of my waist grasped my trembling, nearly mindless body. It was like watching it happen to someone else or in a dream as Walter started bouncing me on his beautiful cock.

I think my vocal cords started babbling something, because Walter laughed and rose up to kiss me. I kept talking, even as our dancing tongues muffled the sound.

Then I blinked and I was suddenly back in the room. Alert and fully aware of how deeply Walter was fucking me~

We'd flipped positions so I was on my back. I was able to see my tits jiggling like plates of gelatin, and Walter growling as he hammered into my cunt.

"Walter! You're fucking my succubi upgraded pussy so good! How does it feel being the first cock to break it in?"

He rumbled deep in his chest. Somehow I knew it was a happy one.

"It's— Ahn~ gonna ruin all other dicks for me! I'll have hah-hundreds of lesser ones in me, but -oh!- I'll remember yours forever~" The words poured out of me. The perfect ones to goad him into filling me.

I hadn't thought he could have gone any faster, but Walter was full of surprises.

"Yesss! Cum in me! Stain me so deep I'll nev-mphf!"

His hand closed gently around my throat the same time he kissed me again. The action sent a thrill of not-sexy terror through me for the second it took for me to realize he wasn't blocking my airway. Then it just felt warm and comforting.

When he finally came, Walter roared as he bit into my shoulder enough to bruise but not draw blood.

I was pleasantly surprised to learn I could taste cum through my pussy now. It should have been odd, but it just felt natural. Like my body was asking, why shouldn't I be able to do that? Did you not want me to?

More and less of Walter flowed into me. This time, something of mine filled the empty spots in his soul. Payment for a service that goes back to the very dawn of soul-life. Pink and purple light flashed behind my eyes.

With a few final spurts, Walter softened inside me and rolled over onto his side, heaving chest slowing. He let out a satisfied sigh, all of his pent up aggression spent. His hand drew lines along my side as I snuggled up to him.

I giggled dazedly at his sleepy little smile. My fingers scooped up a few escaping drops of our mixed juices and licked them clean with my eyes closed. They were already mostly drained of Essence, but still delicious. One last treat to get me through the night~

Warmth and contentment lulled me to a deep sleep. So much so that the little niggle telling me that I'd forgotten something critical was left alone. Unimportant.

...right?