Story time first

I bend Mella's arm back down to about where it was before and stare at her kneeling form, "Story time first please. Then more fun. And more fun with the women in the house since apparently there is more going on there than I figured out. This is a lot all at once and I want to know more."

"Fine," she sighs, "this isn't unexpected. For the record you went waaay farther than most before asking serious questions."

"Basically I use bodily fluids as my sort-of-food along with sexual energy. They sustain me and generally help me out. For your purposes they allow me to have direct fun with you, like we just did, and allow me to grant you favors, like the coins thing. The saliva and all your licking allowed the coin thing and I could move a teensy bit more. What you just did with your magnificent cock got me a little bigger and bendy and you have more favors charged up."

"So the more I do with you, the more I you can do to others for me? And it's powered by spit and cum? How does that work? What are you? Will you keep getting bigger? How are we connected? How long are you here for?" I rattle off a bunch of questions to Mella.

She answers in her rapid-fire direct way she seems to use when she has to explain something with no pauses for breath.

"Wowza! Lot's O' questions! Yes I use any bodily fluids but I really prefer the fun sexy ones. Yes, the more you do for me, the more I can do for you. I'm not really sure how it works, it just does. I was kind of stuck as a doll and yes, I can keep getting bigger and move better and get more lifelike. You rubbed all my naughty bits (can we have more of that soon?) and immediately gave me some fluids (spit). I am connected to you, and only you, and you can strengthen that bond if you want (it's great!). I'm with you until you get rid of me (please don't) or you die."

She pauses while I try to understand everything, "Anything else? Or can we get back to sexy stuff now?" She really has a one track mind.

"Umm, with all that I have another question..."