u/Epic_Hoola

List goes down in how old each one is. Some are OCs.

Art by denizen1414.

I have my phone on the lowest brightness cuz I'm at my job while creating this shitty edit on someone else's nsfw work, so excuse whatever blemishes there are. But yeah, I LOVE Skyblue's everything, her giant ass, her huge breasts, how chubby she is, everything.

But I do prefer her cream-colored new design WAY better. Maybe I'll create another one for that design...? I suck at names, Alley Fun is all I gyatt.

Warning: Mentions of musk, gallons of cum, squirting, sweat, lactation, hard-core sex, cumflation, & sloshing.

Here we go:

I was completely lost in this mess of a city, my GPS constantly telling me all of the wrong directions. Some places weren't even logged on here, like several of these alleys that lead to God knows where.

This one seemed new. I got lost about 3 blocks back, but I just wanted to explore. Not any grime to be seen, & this part of the city is basically never used, no people around for several blocks. The white walls seemed to absorb any sounds, my footsteps primarily.

As I rounded the corner, I got a dead end, around 20 feet down the alley. That's when I saw her. She was tall, & had huge wavy cyan hair that cascaded down to the middle of her thighs. She was up against a graffiti'd wall, had pale skin, a light permanent brush of blushing on her cheeks.

Her eyes were huge, her pupils a solid purple, with a shimmering pink heart in the center of each of em. She was very plump, had a white crop top that was ripped off at the sleeves, with a cleavage cut-out on it in the shape of a checkmark.

It was outlined in red. And speaking of her cleavage, her breasts were massive, easily 3 feet across. They were stretching the fabric of the shirt, & were pouring out of the cleavage cutout, with 2 pale mounds.

Her belly was gently curving over the purple skirt she was wearing, which was also stretched over her massive thighs & ass. She wore black thighhighs, with dark gray stripes going horizontally down them.

She wore black sneakers, which looked a little too small for her. She looked very bubbly, as she was singing a small tune in her head, while turning it slowly side to side.

She then noticed me, her wide eyes looking over, while her mouth was slightly agape. "You're not Boyfriend...?" She sounded confused, wondering why I wasn't the "BF" she so desired. Her voice was kind of high-pitched, but very bubbly at the same time.

"Uhh no. I was just a lil lost, & I was wondering what was down here. Sorry!" As I was turning to leave, she blurted, "Wait!" And as I turned, I saw her hand with fingerless gloves on reaching out towards me.

"Since my BF is late, you'll have to do instead~!" I was confused, but somewhat aroused. The look of her is exactly what I wanted in a woman. She was also a foot & a half taller than me, so her shadow enveloped me.

I could smell her, a sweaty musk with a hint of vanilla. It was intoxicating, as she stepped closer to me, her whole body rippling with every step. She had a predatory look in her eyes, with a grin on her face.

She bent over, her huge breasts nearly touching my chest. "I'm sure you've never done it with a girl like me before, right?" I could feel my blood running cold, as my throat tightened. "Uhh, I dunno what you mean..." I clearly knew what she meant, but I wanted her to elaborate.

She giggled, her eyes briefly closing, "You're cute~!" She lifted herself up slightly, her hand on her chest as it bounced. "I'm SkyBlue! What's yours? Definitely not Boyfriend, right...?" I still struggled to get out words at this point.

"I'm uhh, Y/N." Skyblue rose further up, her breasts creating a muffled sloshing sound you only hear in fiction. She tilted her head, "Y/N...? That name'll do just fine~!," she said, closing her eyes. She had me up against a wall at this point, literally.

Her wide thighs trapped me in, as she had me further backed against the wall, the smell of sweat & vanilla replacing the air in my lungs. I instinctively grabbed out, my hands now up against her plush thighs, lightly glazed in her sweat.

Skyblue looked down, letting out a shuddering moan, as she blushed. "Your touch is already so perfect..." she giggled out. Her breath against my hair sent shivers across my body. She put her hand against my chest, as she slid it slowly down to the waistband of my shorts.

I didn't know what to do, I couldn't speak. I definitely wasn't going to stop her though, as I was completely aroused by her physique. My erection was bulging out of my shorts, a thick wide 10 inches begging to be freed.

Skyblue started stroking my shaft, as her breath became shaky against me. Her gigantic breasts were now pressed against me, as I felt her chest expanding & contracting with each breath. It was a damp pillowy warmth, one that I still feel on me to this day

I could hardly get my own breath out at times, as she started moaning in my left ear, a shaky, passionate sound that made my hair stand up. "You like that, N/A? I could, hah~, be all yours~". Then, she lifted her hands up, as she took off her fingerless gloves by her teeth, before slowly going into my pants.

Skyblue started softly stroking my cock, as it stood out from my shorts. Her hand was hot, as she started breathing on my neck, a warm, shaky vibration across my skin. She suddenly pulled my shorts down, my cock meeting the open air.

As it twitched against her sweaty thigh, she let out a gasp, not of shock, but of playfulness. "Oh, is this what you were hiding from me?" Her bubbly personality was still showing, as her big eyes gazed at my twitching shaft.

I instinctively pulled it back off her thigh. As she put her fingers around my wrist, Skyblue whispered, "No no, I think it knows where belongs." She crouched down, her massive body wobbling with it, as her thighs created a barrier on both sides of me.

Without warning, she plunged my cock deep in her mouth, the feeling sending a jolt through my body. Her eyes continued to look up at me, her pink hearts pulsing with love. Her lips were incredible, a soft cushion around a tight suction that threatened to swallow me whole.

She used her thoat to gulp down my entire length, while gutteral noises emanated from her throat. She was using her tongue perfectly, swirling around the head of my shaft. Occasionally, Skyblue popped my cock out of her mouth, teasing me with a gleeful smile, while a silver trail of precum connected her mouth & my penis together.

She would then plunge it back in violently, devouring me. I could hear Skyblue fingering herself, as wet shlicks emanated from below her. She was moaning ruggedly, vibrations on my cock that put me in sensory overload.

Skyblue would twist her head in a circular motion, as her heavy breasts slapped against my legs. I reached out, my fingers tangling in her cyan wavy hair, as I was pulling her closer in. Those eyes of hers were wide, looking up at me to see my reaction.

Her other hand she wasn't fingering herself with was gripped tightly around my thigh, nearly bruising me. Her head bobbing became a blur, as the sloppy noise of her mouth echoed in the alley.

Skyblue wanted every inch of me, & my breathing became erratic, coming in small hitches. Her tongue felt like it was gonna melt me, as it was relentless. I felt like I was gonna cum soon, & I tried to warn her, but only a groan came out of me.

She locked her eyes on me, & tightened her suction even more. She wanted to drain me until there was nothing left. I let out a shuddering moan, as I came gallons down her throat, filling her stomach.

Skyblue leaned in as far as she could, & her throat pulsed rhythmically with my cock, taking every single throbbing load down to her stomach. She closed her eyes, in a state of total bliss. When the last pulse faded away, she slid back, her mouth leaving my cock with a load pop.

She had a triumphant look on her face, as she licked her lips. She rose to her feet, putting her hand above me on the wall. It was clear this wasn't over, at all. Her white crop top, now damp, was see-through in some areas, as her swollen areolas bulged out from both breasts.

"You think that's enough for me~?", Skyblue purred out. She picked me up, a strength I didn't even know she had, & placed me back against a wall, on top against a stack of pallets present in the alley. They looked sturdy enough for whatever shes about to do to me.

She descended down onto me, her massive thighs bordering each side of me. Her hips were massive from this angle, as the scent of her musk & vanilla smelled stronger than ever. She let out a sighing moan, as she said, "I've been playing with this since before you showed up..."

Skyblue then lifted up her purple skirt, & there it was. She was wearing nothing but black panties under her skirt, but her entire groin area was completely drenched in her juice. She was desperately horny, & I was going to experience all of it.

She ripped the black panties off, a sharp sn*p, while her skirt unbuttoned in the back. Her belly looked extra good from this angle, a round, smooth surface, that extended slightly outwards, & was now filled with gallons of my cum.

The raw heat of Skyblue's groin was intoxicating, as I put my hands on both sides of her thighs, as they surrounded me. She giggled, "You look cute down there~!" She leaned down towards me, the ends of her breasts just grazing my chest, as she looked down towards my cock.

It was right at the front entrance of her pussy, as it was dripping on my shaft. "Perfect!", she said, looking down at me, her pink heart eyes pulsing. Her hair created a curtain around me, as gravity pulled it down, smelling of vanilla.

Skyblue looked manic, almost treating me as if I was her special "Boyfriend". She was glistening in the light, almost glowing from her sweat. "I've been thinking about this the moment I saw you, I've been so horny...", her voice very husky.

She gripped my shoulders, as she positioned her pussy lips on my cock. She slammed down, resulting in our skin slapping together, sounding like a gunshot. She recoiled slightly. Allowing my cock to adjust to the intense heat of her internal walls.

"Oooh, oh right... there!", Skyblue moaned out under her breath. Right as I was recovering from the first slam, she was readying the second. She ascended, as her breasts were pressed against my chest, my hands now pinned to my sides, & slammed her heavy ass & hips on me again, knocking the wind out of me.

She continued to rise & slam down, but soon picked up the pace, slamming her ass down on me every 2 seconds. Each one sounded wetter than the last, as I could feel her internal walls clamping around my cock.

Each descent caused a gutteral moan to rip out of Skyblue's chest, while she sharply inhaled through her teeth. Her face was inches from mine now, as she winced in pleasure with every slam. She leaned in, our lips connected, as she passionately kissed me, amping up the speed to a slam per second, as fast as she can muster.

The feeling was indescribable, a crushing blow to my pelvis of pure pleasure. She kissed me intensely, her lips shaking over mine, as her tongue tangled with mine. Her hot breath was all I wanted.

Skyblue leaned back, a gutteral cry coming from her, as she was about to hit her breaking point. Her damp crop top was drenched in sweat, & see-through, giving me a clear view of the massive valley between her boobs, & her swollen salmon-pink areolas.

She was using me as a trampoline. A heavy humid musk was in the air, as she was moaning on my cock, possibly alerting passerby. "Oh my god, holy fuck you're so hot, you're so good!", she whined out.

I leaned my hands up, gripping Skyblue's big belly & thighs, as she continued to slam against my pelvis. Her breasts were close to spilling out of her crop top, if it was any lower. Her hair was a mess, tangled, greasy, & getting caught in her face.

She continued to hammer me, "I can't... I can't hold it!", she shrieked, slamming her hands & ass down one thunderous, final time, as her internal muscles clamped down on me. A gutteral scream ripped through her, as my vision blurred, & as I arched my back, releasing gallons into her womb.

Slowly, I watched Skyblue's already fat belly fill slowly with each pump of my semen. Skyblue's belly distended outwards, as her body contracted & jolted due to her orgasm. I could feel her vaginal muscles squeezing my cock upwards, trying to pull every last drop out of me.

She shuddered with her moans, her eyes rolling back as she leaned her head back. For a while, none of us moved until my cock stopped pumping. Her belly had cumflated to 3 times its normal shape, & I could feel it slosh on my belly.

Skyblue finally had the courage to pull out. With a long, shuddering sigh, she pulled out, with a loud shlick noise, followed by a subtle pop. Cum poured out of her, as I watched her large belly contract.

She let out a loud groan, "holy shit...", as she pushed more & more cum out of her. It created a massive puddle in front of the now bent pallet that I remained paralyzed on. As she pushed more out, her groans became more intense, as expletives left her lips.

Skyblue did not regret it one bit, as I could tell from the tone of her. She rubbed her raw, sore pussy, as she squirted into the puddle, her voice cracking in high pitches, her fluids mixing with mine. She was panting & sweaty, but still had energy in her.

I was beat. My legs felt numb, as my adrenaline wore off. She quickly noticed the condition I was in, as she slowly wobbled onto her feet. She stepped over the huge puddle over to me. "You're still awake, right?", she giggled, lifting me up, so I was against the wall behind the pallets.

Skyblue looked down at me, while I glanced up at her face. She was concerned, trying to hide it behind her bubbly attitude. "Sorry, I forgot that you're a human, & not a toy that can't feel pain...", she said, her hand running through her greasy hair.

I chuckled, what was left of my breath. I managed to get out, "its alright." I then looked at her gigantic breasts. They were still suffocating under that crop top, with obvious stains where she was lactating. Why has she not gotten them out sooner?

Skyblue caught me staring. "Oh, you're right, how rude of me not to show them to you~!" She huffed, as she reached for the base of her drenched shirt. With a struggling tug, I could see the underside of her breasts, drenched in sweat.

Then, they finally stopped resisting against the shirt. They each dropped at once, heavy masses colliding with her belly with an audible slap. They easily were 3 feet around each, as a cloud of musk filled the area.

It took a couple of seconds for them to finally rest, without sloshing. Skyblue's areolas were salmon-pink, swollen, looking painful, with milk streaming down the inverted nipples of both of them. She had an eager, anticipating face, as she finally took off the drenched shirt, landing on the ground with a wet smack.

My eyes lit up, as she blushed. She saw how happy they made me. I felt better, as if seeing them cured every sickness I never knew I had. She chuckled, as she looked way, "I... can't go anywhere with these.

They're so big, I can't even see my feet, no matter what I do. They're full all the time, I constantly have to milk them... They're sore, they hurt often." Skyblue lifted one, struggling to do so, as several thin streams of milk sprayed out of her nipple.

She was finally having a heart-to-heart with me, no longer driven by an insatiable lust. "Maybe I can... help?" I murmured, scooting closer to her, the smell of musk getting stronger. Her eyes lit up, her hearts shimmering.

"Oh my gosh, yes~!", Skyblue shouted. I peeled myself off the pallet, as I reached my hand towards the bottom of her left breast, easily weighing more than me. Her skin radiated a strong heat, as her sweat provided a lubricating friction.

I didn't hesitate, I wrapped my other arm around the breast, & shoved my mouth on her nipple, still hiding in her areola. I began to suck, & a warm fluid filled my mouth. Creamy & rich, as it coated my tongue & throat.

"AHNn~!", Skyblue blurted out, not knowing how loud she was. A steady flow continued to pour, as I swallowed feeling it go all the way down to my stomach. She let out a strangled groan, as she arched her back, pushing the full weight of her breast on me.

My other arm that wasn't wrapped around her breast began to explore, as I wrapped it around her belly, before squeezing it, a secondary pleasure to the one on my mouth. "Oh god... you're actually swallowing it...", she whimpered, her voice breaking.

Skyblue was shivering now, her skin covered in sweat & her own milk, the smell being that of musk & vanilla. I was nearly suffocating, as she grabbed the back of my head, as drew me further in, my entire face was engulfed in her breast, a primal heat that enveloped me.

My tongue swirled around her nipple, as she shuddered, with several "anh"s & "ooo"s escaping her lips. "More... please, more...!", she pleaded, her voice rugged & strained. The air was hot, as well as her skin, a furnace.

I dug my fingers into her plush waist, pulling myself closer, while her breast covered my entire face, forcing me to take gasps of air in-between gulps. Skyblue was shaking, as she locked her massive thighs around my own waist.

The more I drank, the more Skyblue let out these high-pitched whimpers, while tossing her head back & forth. The pressure of the milk increased, nearly choking me, as she reached her violent climax.

A shattered scream erupted from her, as her body contracted & stiffened forward, her breast popping out of my mouth & landing on my chest with a soft thud. Milk continued to pour out, as it stained my shirt.

I let it soak my shirt, as I took it off, not knowing I had it on this whole time, from how distracted I was from her body. Sobbing gasps escaped from Skyblue, as she layed like dead weight on top of me. Eventually she slowly slid off of me, as she gazed into my eyes.

Her playfulness had returned, but she had a predatory urge in them. "You're quite the vacuum!", she said, giggling. Skyblue's massive hips moved over, as I was presented with her giant ass, easily 5 times as wide as me.

She had it facing me, as I was unable to see anything but her giant mounds. Her massive thighs were on my sides now, as she arranged us into a 69 position. "Now its MY turn to be the vacuum!", she said in a devious way, vibrating me to my core.

"I hope you know how to eat a girl like me out~!", Skyblue teased, both of her giant cheeks on my chest, spilling outwards. The scent was intoxicating, as I've already said many times. But truly, this time, was the most powerful.

A mix of sweet milk, musk, & vanilla filled my lungs, as she positioned her ass on my face. I strangely had no problem breathing, as she let out a shuddering moan. Her mouth suddenly swallowed my shaft again, plunging it as far down her throat as she can physically manage, as she grinded her pussy on my face.

She had both hands on her breasts, squeezing more milk out that splashed on the floor, as I wrapped my arms around both her cheeks, them wobbling on me. Skyblue quivered at the sudden grope, as the sound evolved into a set of sloppy gulps, & the wet friction of her drenched pussy grinded on my face.

She had my thick cock down her throat again, moaning in ecstasy. Her tongue was swirling, like trying to get meat off of bones. Every time she lunged forward, her soft belly pressed against my thighs, making this a once-in-a-lifetime sensation.

Skyblue would tease like last time, pulling out just to swirl her tongue around the head, before plunging my shaft down her cavernous throat again. As I continued to grab her sweaty cheeks, I lost grip several times due to how slippery they were.

My fingers sinked into her flesh, as she let out a humming moan against my skin, making my muscles tighten in anticipation. My vision blurred, & as her massive spraying breasts heaved against my skin, it felt like something was gonna break.

I gripped her hard, my knuckles turning white, when she flicked her tongue repeatedly on the most sensitive part of me, as I groaned. Hearing my groan, Skyblue intensified her blowjob, moving her head in a circular rotation, gulping my cock down, as I heard her gag.

She was pushing the limits of her body, on someone like me. I was losing my grip, as I arched my back, pressing it further into her belly. My face was still pressed firmly in her pussy, as the heat became intense.

I could feel myself about to unleash gallons down her throat again, but Skyblue didn't pull up to let me breath, she pressed her cheeks further onto my face. I felt the surge break through my cock, as I couldn't even process it.

I could feel the first shot shoot down into her stomach, as she didn't even flinch. Her throat worked in deep gulps, swallowing all of my cum. Her lips were tight, not risking a single drop, as her tongue continued to swirl around the base of my shaft, stimulating it to pump more.

I could feel Skyblue's belly sloshing as more got squirted down her throat. She was close to orgasming too, as I felt the hot warmth of her pussy grow stronger. She then climaxed, a muffled high pitched squeal emanated from her throat, as a hot liquid splashed on my face, getting in my mouth.

It tasted of a slight salt & musk, but if I wasn't paying attention, I wouldn't have noticed a taste. Her large cheeks quivered over me, as I still gripped them tightly. She still had her lips sealed tightly around the base of my cock, moaning with each exhale.

Skyblue slowly slid off, as she arched her back, giving me some fresh air. She slid her mouth of my shaft, with a loud wet pop. As she did so, she let out a long exhale that sounded like a balloon deflating.

We both were out of breath, the only noise we made were heavy gasps for air. She looked back at me, a mess. Her hair was even more uneven than last time, & her face was flushed. She had a long strand of either cum or drool coming out of her mouth, which she licked off.

"Wow, you... you survived!?", Skyblue said, her voice shaky. She rolled her massive cheeks & hips off of me, as she sat down next to me. As she reached for her discarded wet clothes, she began to scan my face, not in a predatory way, but in a way of a respect.

Its like she finally found a toy that she'll never throw away. From her skirt lied a pocket on the inside. She bent over, her massive ass wobbling, & grabbed a glittery pink phone from her skirt pocket.

I could feel how excited she was, as she was finally finding her true "BF". "Put your n*mber in, now~!", Skyblue flirted, placing her phone in my palm. Her fingers were still wet, as they grazed my own.

My hands still shaking, I put my digits in, having to backspace a few times. As I handed her glittery phone back, she had a triumphant ":3" on her face. She leaned in again, her massive breasts brushing against my chest.

It truly reminded me of how much of her there was to love. "Don't keep me waiting too long..." Skyblue said, a soft gentle whisper in my face. She kissed my forehead, as it sent shivers down my spine.

She turned & walked towards the entrance of the alley, her cheeks & thighs impossibly clapping as she did so. As she met the exit of the alley, she looked at me with a half-lidded stare, her heart-shaped pupils pulsing.

As I saw her leave my view, I only realized that this wouldn't be the end. And you know what? I'm completely fine with that.

SKYBLUE IS DONE BABY!!!!!!!! God I'd let her dominate me so hard bro... But anyway, thank you for reading (if you did), I put a lot of love into this one.

Naturally, there's a part 2! Art is by artsheops, go check out their work! This one continues from part 1 obviously, from the next day. Ilulu finally shows her "flame sacs" off in this one! And of course, no AI was used, thanks to r/eroticliterature!

INCLUDES: Anal, boobjob, fingering, wholesome ending.

THE NEXT DAY:

The same bell chimed, crystalline in nature, but something was off. I noticed the spot where we had our sex was completely clean of any puddles or splashes. I thought she told me I was taking care of it?

Ilulu had scrubbed the area, in a very meticulous way. She was once again behind the register. Her eyes were following my every move. "You're late", she remarked, but her voice didn't have any edge to it.

She didn't mention the help she demanded, either. Instead, she leaned over the counter, her neckline low, to reveal the sway of her breasts. A smug smile was across her face, watching me stare.

She thought my silence made her even more powerful. "Still no words? You're a frustrating creature," she sighed, "I spent an hour scrubbing the floor because you neglected to clean up. My back is killing me".

I had a feeling her back was hurting from other reasons, as she stepped from behind the counter, her red shoes moving quick. She grabbed my wrist, and pulled me, with a surprising strength. The path smelled of sweets & peppermint.

We had made it to the break room. It was windowless, had an old humming fridge, a loveseat, & a small table filled with boxes of candy, to be restocked. The air was thick & stagnant, as Ilulu backed me into the loveseat, finally letting go of my wrist.

She stepped back a bit in front of me, taking a deep breath, before grabbing the bottom of her shirt. Slowly, she pulled the shirt over her head, then left it discarded on the floor. There was no fabric to hide them anymore.

Her breasts were immense, two plush melons that seemed to defy her skinny waist. They swayed every time she exhaled. They were a creamy hue, with wide, salmon-pink areolas that contrasted greatly with her skin.

She leaned closer to me, & I noticed her nipples were inverted, tucked neatly in the center of her areolas, giving her chest a very clear roundness, that amplified her curves. She watched my reaction, a boost of pride in her eyes.

They were indeed bigger than her head, as the massive swell overwhelmed me. "Do you like what you see, human?" she whispered in a soft purr. She didn't wait for me to answer (cuz she knew I wouldn't), as she turned around, gripping the pillows of the loveseat.

She looked over her shoulder, her expression of glee & pride. With a sharp tug, she slid both her black thighhighs & underwear down, leaving her completely bare naked. She bent forward, her wide hips back towards me, as I saw her anus & the tiny peek of her pussy lips.

Her ass was round, with little to no imperfections on it at all. Her small waist with her wide hips felt unreal. "I've been thinking about the way you looked yesterday", she said with a shimmering heat.

"And I decided that the simple way isn't enough to satisfy a dragon. Still not saying a word, are you?" Her small hands reached in a cabinet & pulled out a sleek clear bottle of lubricant. The gel was cool & slippery as she put it on her palm.

She pulled my shaft out with her other hand, as she didn't hesitate to coat it with the clear, slippery gel. Her fingers were swirling around with a great efficiency, ensuring every inch was covered for what she had planned.

She looked up at me, her ruby eyes shimmering. She leaned her naked chest against mine, and whispered in a low tone. "I'm tired of the front door getting all the attention," she whispered, her gaze dropping to my hips.

"Let's try something more... demanding." She turned around, her plush cheeks parting once more as she guided me into her ass. As I pushed myself in, Ilulu let out a sharp gasp that echoed off the cramped walls.

She dug her fingers into the cushions of the loveseat, her knuckles turning white as she absorbed my full shaft length. "Don't be gentle," she commanded, her voice slightly trembling. "Just... take it."

She groaned, her head falling forward, as she felt me push deeper into the threshold. Her internal muscles were squeezing my shaft with a desperate, instinctive grip. She shuddered, as she plunged deeper onto me, her hips grinding in a circular motion.

Her heavy boobs shook with the movement, her salmon-pink areolas brushing against the fabric of the loveseat. She was completely lost in the sensation, her breath ragged. She slid up & down my shaft with muffled, gutteral moans, the candy shop forgotten outside.

The pace accelerated, her legs shaking trying to anchor herself. Each thrust sent a jolt through her, as her wide hips snapped against mine with a desperate primal urge. The sheer scale of her, the softness of her chest versus the crushing heat of her ass created a sensory overload.

As the climax began to form in the base of my shaft, Ilulu felt it coming. She let out a loud cry, her fingers clawing into the cushions of the loveseat. Her internal muscles clamped down on me in a series of contractions, as I poured myself deep inside her tight ass.

She shuddered during my climax, amplifying it, as she leaned forward. The air felt thick & humid. Her wide hips quivered as she slowly detached herself from my shaft. She turned around with a sluggish grace, her eyes glazed in amazement.

Her predatory hunger turned into a soft, fragile tenderness. She didn't let this linger long, though, as the adrenaline started another fire in her. She noticed that my shaft was still pulsing. A small, mischievous smile crept at the corners of her mouth.

Ilulu drifted toward me on her knees, & reached out, her small hand grabbing my shaft. But she didn't aim for between her legs anymore. She grasped both of her breasts, not even able to reach her arms around them both, around my shaft.

She made a small giggle, pressing her breasts together to create a deep valley in between. "You're still so... excited", she said, her eyes glimmering in a playful light. She leaned forward more, enveloping my shaft in the vice she had created.

It was a suffocating softness that wrapped around my shaft. Unlike her internal walls, this heat was a gentle, enveloping warmth, her breasts sliding against me with a soft friction. She began to move her chest in a rhythmic motion, as her breasts squeezed harder.

It felt like being swallowed by a cloud of silk. She pressed herself against the loveseat, taking deep shuddering sighs, her breasts rising & falling against my shaft. There was a softness in her eyes now.

The dragon in her decided to stop fighting the world, & thought to enjoy the presence of a human. A spark of playfulness appeared in her eyes, as she drifted more towards me, her wide hips pressed against the cushions.

Her small hands pressed into her breasts, disappearing into them. She let out a low hum, as the pressure of her fists created a massive wall of warmth. I was being squeezed to death, by something primordial.

The friction of her skin, slick with sweat & lubricant, sent a jolt down the base of my shaft. I felt the first urge to climax come through, I couldn't help but groan, as I unleashed everything.

Thick hot spurts of cum erupted, painting her pale chest in jagged streaks. The first spurt hit her right breast, as it slid off towards her arm. The rest splashed across the center, pooling in the deep valley of her cleavage.

The silence came back in slow pulses, as the silence was deafening. I remained between the plush valley of her chest, & breathing seemed to be too much effort. Ilulu didn't pull away, she let out a long, shuddering sigh, her grip on her breasts fading away, as they return to their natural weight, resting on each side of my groin.

She looked down at the streaks of white painting her chest. She didn't look disgusted, she looked intrigued, the way they form over her two hills & her cleavage. With a slow methodical movement, she smeared a finger into the mess, & put it in her mouth.

As she was licking up my mess, my hands were resting on her hips, but I had the idea to explore a bit more myself. I glided my hand over her plump belly, & over her hot pussy. She didn't moan, but she hitched her breath, & looked down, as she arched her back.

Her chest was heaving as I slid my middle & index finger in her pussy, her internal walls spasming as they tried to pull me deeper. I began to slowly curl my fingers against the sensitive ridges of her interior.

Her head snapped back, as she whispered, "Ah... there... Right... right there..." Every stroke caused her hips to grind against my fingers, her whole body enjoying the friction. Every movement from my knuckles elicited a new reaction from within her core.

She started leaning against the loveseat, as her wide hips grinded against my hand. As I increased the pace, her voice transformed into gutteral whimpers. She began to turn her head side to side.

Her breasts swayed with every movement, but her lower half stayed locked in place. It was a tight, pulsing vice around my fingers. My fingers wiggled around her swollen walls, as Ilulu moaned hard.

Her hips snapped upward to get as much pleasure as she could. The sound in the room was a wet shlicking, as the slapping of my palm against her drenched vulva created high pitched whimpers from her throat.

Her internal muscles began to seize up, in a series of violent contractions, as if her body wanted to absorb me. The peak was catastrophic, her entire body stiffened, as her toes dug into the floor.

She arched her back strongly, & a loud gutteral cry tore from her lungs, a sound of absolute surrender & pleasure as the orgasm ripped through her. Her pussy clamped down on my fingers with a draconic strength, almost breaking my fingers.

She shuddered violently, her boobs swaying in unpredictable arcs, before she collapsed onto the loveseat. Her eyes were rolled back in a total state of bliss. The silence that followed was deafening.

Ilulu draped over the loveseat like a fallen diety. Her chest, usually so imposing, rose & fell in slow, shuddering waves. Her creamy skin still glistened from our love, as Ilulu stared at the ceiling.

She didn't move for a long time, as if to recalculate her existence as a dragon. She no longer was chaotic, no longer filled with fire. She was a small glowing ember now, a sign of what once was.

Slowly, she turned, the friction of her skin making a sliding sound against the loveseat. She curled her body in the fetal position, & looked up at me. Her eyes showed a shimmering vulnerability, as she reached out & touched my forearm.

The touch was so light it defied anything we had previously done. For a few minutes, we just sat there, ignoring the rest of the world as we lay in our own mess. Suddenly, we heard a chime, as a customer had entered the shop.

Ilulu flinched, but she didn't worry about getting caught. She was drowsy, & reluctant to help them. She blinked slowly, as her glossed over eyes suddenly returned back to her normal mischievous self.

She didn't rush to clean up, either. She lingered, savoring the heavy stillness of her spent body. With a slow stretch that made her breasts sway, she reached for her t-shirt, pulling it over her head with a tug.

The damp fabric covered her curves, & her salmon-pink areolas. She stepped back into her black thighhighs, & her red shoes clicked back into place. The transition of a vulnerable girl to a dragon happened in the span of a few breaths.

She paused at the break room door, before looking back at me. She looked like she did when I first met her, now with a warmth her oversized shirt couldn't hide. She didn't say anything as she watched me dress, the air still thick.

"You know," her voice returning to her playful self, "most humans are far too timid to handle a dragon. They usually just stare." She stepped closer to me, her red shoes clicking on the floor. Her breasts brushed against my arm as she muttered, "But you... you've got a certain lack of hesitation that I find tolerable."

"I think," her voice dropping down to a near whisper, "that this shop is far too quiet without you here. It lacks... a certain chaotic energy. And since you've helped me so much, its only fair for me to have you on a rotation."

She stepped towards the door, back to me, her wide hips flared out. She looked over her shoulder, with a smirk that offered a challenge. "Don't go thinking this was a one-time arrangement," she murmured.

"I've decided I like having a human that knows how to handle & treat me right. So you'll keep coming back, if it suits me. If you disappear one day, I'll know. You don't want me hunting you down in these shoes."

"Every day." The words lingering in the air, like a promise or a threat. As she went through the door, the break room suddenly felt carnivorous & cold. The scent of her was the only reason why the silence didn't feel so empty.

I listened to the muffled sounds of her helping the customer, a professional mask over her true self that hid the raw, shaking heat of a girl that collapsed beneath my touch. I stepped out of the break room, fully dressed & neat, as Ilulu stood behind the counter, pointing towards some candy for a bewildered looking teenager.

Her ruby eyes locked onto me as soon as I crossed her line of sight, the teen leaving with some tarts. I made my way towards the door, the crystalline bell ringing once more as the town noise rushed back in.

As I walked away, I could feel the ghost of her weight against me, that made the cold much warmer. I didn't get more than half a block before hearing the sound of frantic shoes behind me.

A small whirlwind of black fabric & pink hair hit my back, Ilulu's arms wrapping around my waist, nearly knocking the wind out of me. She didn't say anything, brushing her cheek against my spine, a desperate clinging need for connection that usually hid behind a shopkeeper.

She squeezed me, her face between my shoulder blades as if she were trying to anchor herself to me. The town kept going on, with distant chattering, cars, & trains. But for Ilulu, the world had shrunk to the narrow space between her & me.

The fierce dragon that commanded what my future shall be was gone, replaced by a girl who clung to me with shaking fragility. She slowly slipped down, her ruby eyes searching my face, as she swept away a stray lock of hair on my forehead.

In that gaze, I saw the trauma she had carried. The years of isolation she felt. The desperate need for a touch that she never had. "You're really just gonna walk away?" her voice not having a sliver of brattiness.

I finally spoke out, "Tomorrow." Her eyes lit up, as she had a content smile on her face. She slid off of me, her breasts bouncing as she landed. She continued to stare deep into my eyes. Her smile widened, as I saw each of her teeth, each one as pointy as a sharks'.

She jumped up & hugged me, her small arms wrapping around my upper body, almost making me fall back. Her breasts were now spilling out from each side of my torso, as she whined in my arms.

We sat there, hugging for what felt like minutes. She released me, as she gave me a kiss on my nose. She turned around, & slowly walked away, with a slight skip in her walk. I walked away too, the warmth igniting in me, knowing that I'll be back tomorrow morning.

The end! Thank you so much for reading, it was very hot for me, Ilulu is one of my favorite dragons, although she ain't beating Lucoa. I probably won't do anymore Dragon Maid fanfics, but if you follow me, you might see some more unrelated fanfics!

Heres some Ilulu art by srbready to celebrate.

You say the art sucks? Fine, I'll make it suck. Its the STORY THAT YOU SHOULD BE READING INSTEAD, but whatever, this one was a fun one to write about. Whenever I have nothing to do at work (which is like half the time), I write these.

Thats how they release so quickly.

INCLUDES: Introduction, blowjob, vaginal sex.

Here we go:

The city has a weird way of absorbing everything, the car sounds, smell of the rain, the bickering of civilians, etc. I was walking down the sidewalk, & as I turned a corner, the air truly hit me.

It was a chilly afternoon, every step feeling like a cold lake. I found a small local shop, seemed recently new. The bell above the door had a sharp chime as I walked in, a sound too loud for what it's worth.

It was a candy & snack shop. I wasn't too big of a fan of sweets, if I was lying. The shelves were packed with taffies, jelly beans, licorice, & chips. The air conditioning was a low hum, & its warmth was a stark contrast to the frigid cold outside.

The girl working the front was extremely out of place in such an environment. She was short, barely even reaching my chest. But something about her was very large. She was wearing an oversized black t-shirt that swallowed her upper body, but under that shirt was a chest that seemed mathematically impossible for someone of her stature.

Each breast was bigger than her own head, & her head had yellow-brown dragon horns atop of it. She had vibrant salmon-pink hair tied in low, curly twintails. They faded into a brilliant purple at the ends.

She was currently occupied with stealing candy from the candy jars, with a furrow brow of concentration. She seemed too forceful (somehow), as she was shoving her small in. Some candy spilled out onto the floor.

She looked on, eyes wide, frozen, as if she just witnessed a tragedy. She didn't look up immediately, instead staring at the jar, a contrast between her fierce-looking horns & bright red snake-like eyes, versus her chest & the fragile, childlike devastation on her face.

For a few seconds, the only sound was the hum of the AC & the slight ambience of traffic outside. Then, she spotted me. She pivoted her head quickly, locking eyes with me, panicking, saying "don't say anything!"

She tried to hide what she was doing, but it didn't really work, as the evidence of her crime was on the floor. Despite the sharpness in her tone, there was no real malice in it, just the voice of someone exposed for stealing.

She truly seemed like a gremlin, el creatura, if you will. I didn't say a word, nor did I leave. I step closer, & lean down, picking up a jelly bean, no barely bigger than a grain of rice, & held it out to her.

The tension in her shoulder vanished. She looked at my hand, looked up at me, from a scared look to a bewildered curiosity. "You... actually got it for me," she muttered, she reached to get it, her small hands brushing against my palm.

As she leaned forward to retrieve it, the oversized collar of her black shirt drifted off her shoulder. Her chest pressed firmly against the edge of the counter. She was aware of her proportions, & it seemed to give her a sudden jump in confidence.

She didn't pull her shirt back over her shoulder, she let it hang, letting her shirt hang over her hips & the swell of her chest. "You're pretty observant," she said, her voice becoming playful, while showing her sharp teeth.

"Most people here just start complaining about the prices, or what we don't have. You're the first person that's actually useful." She straightened herself, causing her shirt to ride up slightly, showing the tops of her long black socks.

She leaned back against the tall stool made for her, crossing one leg over the other. This moved her shirt to ride up even further, showcasing her soft thighs. She watched me very intensely, her gaze flickering down to my upper body then back to my eyes.

There was a chaotic energy about her, like a coiled spring ready to release, but she had a soft expression. "I'm Ilulu", she said, not offering a handshake. Instead, she rested her chin on her hand, her elbow perched on one of her breasts.

The fabric stretched against her chest, due to the sheer volume. She seemed to be testing me, like how I would react to her. "Since you helped me, I guess I owe you something. Do you actually need something, or do you want to keep staring at me?"

I didn't answer, due to my anxiety, but I let my gaze drift to the shelves behind the counter, then back to her. She was huffing, making the fabric of her shirt ripple. She didn't mind my quietness, in fact, she reveled in it.

She shifted her weight, allowing her shirt to slide down further. "Silent type, huh?" she murmured, her toothy grin widening, "I can work with that." She reached back into the jar, after learning how to not be forceful, twiddling with some candy in there.

She looked like she was desperately wanting approval of something. She was almost like some sort of creature, trying to fit in to society. Ilulu stood off the stool, & came around the counter.

As she did so, the sheer proportions of her became more apparent. She was so short that the oversized t-shirt nearly reached her mid-thighs, acting like a makeshift skirt. Her bright red shoes clicked as she walked over to me, with a predatory confidence.

She stopped inches away, the top of her head barely reaching my chest. From this angle, the size of her chest was even bigger, the fabric struggling to contain them. She looked up at me, her eyes both full of mischief & curiosity.

Nobody else was in the shop, it was just me, Ilulu, & her shallow breathing. Ilulu came close enough that I could feel her warmth through my clothes. She was tracing the line of my jaw with her eyes, before looking up at mine again.

The playful smirk she had was threatening, but kind of inviting. She reached out, her small hand brushing against the fabric of my shirt, her fingers grazing my stomach as she leaned in even further.

The shirt pulled even tighter around her chest, truly showing the immense size of her twins. "You're a lot taller than you look from across the room," she whispered, her voice deeper. She let her palm linger on my stomach some more.

Its as if she was trying to feel my heart rate. The frustration & confusion that she had earlier seemed to fade into a sinister intent. She no longer was this clumsy girl, but rather a creature of instinct.

She let me know how much power she has against me. She then began to circle me, like a vulture over carrion. Her breasts swayed side to side as she walked, then she stopped behind me.

I then felt a soft pressure of her chest pressed firmly in the dip in my back. She jumped up, her arms around me, & laid her head on my shoulder blade. I could feel her breathing a series of shallow puffs against the fabric of my shirt.

She was playing a game, testing my patience in this private local shop where social distancing didn't apply. Ilulu's grip around my waist tightened. I could feel the softness of her back molding it, it was a soft plushess.

She then moved to my side, her wide eyes shimmering with a mischief. The way she looked at me, not with lust, but with a childlike curiosity, examining me. She truly was a creature of chaos.

She reached up, curling her fingers in the center of my chest. She was gravitating to me, not letting me go. She tilted her head, brushing it against my arm. I wasn't moving, acting as if she was a big cat, not wanting to startle it.

"You're so quiet", she breathed, barely whispering. "Its almost like you're waiting for me to do something..." A flicker of pride entered her eyes, as she remembered the chaotic dragon she used to be.

She shifted her weight, her hips swaying. She knew the visual impact her body had, her narrow waist contrasting to the absolute swell of her chest & the curve of her hips. She used it like a weapon, as she got close enough that her breath tickled my neck.

Ilulu's hand drifted downwards, not breaking eye contact. Her chest pressed fully against my stomach, forcing me to step back. She let out a satisfied huff, a half sigh, half giggle. Her shirt looked very close to snapping any second under the pressure of her chest.

Ilulu looked down at her chest for a brief second, knowing her physical form would excite me in some way. She then leaned them into my abdomen once more, with a quiet "humph". Her hands were flat against the waist of my jeans, backing me up against a table.

"I can tell you're not as indifferent as you appear to be", she murmured, with a fiery heat. She sank towards the floor, her chest briefly obscuring her face, before bouncing back down with a buoyancy.

Her red shoes clicked together as she landed, as her presence was smaller, yet more intimidating. Her black t-shirt pooled on the floor, the fabric bunching up in a black void that contrasted with her pale skin.

She looked up at me, her eyes full of hunger & curiosity. She didn't hesitate, as she gripped the thighs of my jeans, & leaned forward. This caused her to move the neckline of her shirt downward, revealing the deep valley between her breasts.

They were now resting heavily against the floor & my legs. Her clumsy facade was gone, with a sense of purpose replacing it. Her eyes drifted up to the bulge of my jeans. I couldn't help it, seeing her big proportions caused my body to go into overdrive.

A small, knowing smile crossed her lips, as she knew exactly what was happening. She pressed her breasts on my thighs, as she reached her tiny hands for the buttons of my jeans, flicking the metal fastener open.

The sound of the zipper broke the quiet atmosphere, that signaled the point of no return. As the denim parted ways, she let out a soft, shaky breath, as her pupils dilated, as she saw my erection.

Her hands were hot, as she let out a low hum. As I looked at the sheer proportions at this angle, the deep ravine in between her breasts was immaculate. She glanced at me one last time, with a desperate hunger.

She didn't wait for confirmation. She leaned forward, her lips parting me as she enveloped my penis with a sudden burning intensity. The difference in temperature was immaculate, as if she was breathing fire right on me.

She was surprisingly skilled, her tongue swirling with an instinctive rhythm that bested the most skilled pornstars. Her breath was shallow, & she gripped my thighs tighter, her small fingers digging into the denim of my jeans.

She moved her head back & forth, taking my shaft deep into her hot throat. Every time she did so, her breasts brushed the underside of my thighs, the friction of cotton adding a secondary pleasure to her first.

She was small, sure, but the sheer scale of her proportions made this encounter way more intimate. Ilulu's rhythm was perfect, & she experimented with different pressures & speeds, her tongue flickering against the head of my penis.

She let out several muffled moans, a sound of genuine pleasure that vibrated throughout my lower body. Its as if she was a participant in the pleasure rather than the provider. She lifted her shirt slightly, revealing her waist & the slight dip of her spine.

The shine of her horns casted a soft glow on her hair, as her twintails lightly brushed the floor. She was completely lost in the act, her eyes closed as she focused in the pulsing sensation of my erection.

Her hands were now clutching my hips in desperation. The world melted down to the wetness of her mouth & the pressure of her boobs against my thighs. Her passion in this blowjob was overwhelming.

Her breathing was strained, needy, & melodic, as she moaned every time she tilted her head back. As the intensity climbed, I felt her fingers dig deep into my skin, as if she thought I might disappear, and didn't want me gone.

Her eyes rolled back into her head, as her mind was completely gone, lost in pleasure. She was using her entire upper body to give me this blowjob, as her breasts repeatedly hit my thighs. She looked up at me, seeing if, or when, I'd break.

She put her hands on the back of my thighs, pulling me in, as well as pulling me into her breasts. The friction of her mouth plus the cotton shirt made my vision blur, as I went into sensory overload.

The air grew heavy, as Ilulu grew frantic, wanting me to climax ASAP. She was trembling, with raw unbridled energy. Her massive breasts flattened against my thighs. She let out a sharp, muffled cry, as her grip on my legs began to be somewhat painful.

I grabbed her horns, pulled her head in, and came down her throat. She leaned in purposefully, as my body trembled as. She seemed to savor the moment of my collapse, her throat working to savor every last pump.

Ilulu didn't stay on the floor for long as she wanted more from me. She took a long gulp, & sprung up. She then grabbed both of my wrists, & hoisted herself onto my pelvis, her small hands gripping my waist.

She didn't stop until I was backed against the table. Her legs wrapped around my waist, her stomach exposed to the open air, a teaser of whats to come. She reached down, frantic but precise, & yanked the rest of my clothing away.

The sudden shift left me breathless, & she didn't leave me a moment to recover. She guided me onto her, as my penis slid into her pussy, with a wet, heavy friction, that made her gasp from pleasure.

Her eyes rolled back, as she absorbed the full length of me in one go. Ilulu's body shuddered, her huge chest pressed against mine, with the shirt acting as a thin barrier between our skin. She squeezed, her internal walls clamping my shaft with a draconic strength.

She let out a long, shuddering moan, her head falling back as she arched her back. She grinded her hips in a slow circle, maximizing the pressure of her pussy on me. The friction was an electric heat, that seemed to fuse us into one, pulsing energy.

With every forward press she made, the plush weight of her chest collided with mine. I could feel the dampness of her shirt from her sweat. Ilulu's pussy gripped me with a sort of predatory intent, each thrust drove my penis deeper into her.

She let out a gutteral sound, almost like a sob or growl, & buried her face in the dip of my neck. The difference in her size but the tightness of her core was staggering. She arched her back, which made the fabric of her shirt tighten even more, her breasts creating a soft pressure that made the air leave my lungs.

Ilulu had me backed against the table, my spine nearly killing me, but it was all worth it. She began to mumble incoherently, her eyes glazed over in pleasure. Every time our pelvises collided, a sharp wet sound echoed through the shop.

As my climax began to squeeze inside of me, she knew it was coming . Her grip adjusted to my shoulders, & her legs locked around my waist. She began to shake, a tremor that began in her thighs that traveled through her body.

She let out a loud cry, as her internal muscles contracted around my penis in a series of crushing spasms. This pulled everything out of me in one explosive surge. I groaned, as I poured myself deep into her searing pussy.

It filled her womb, as she let out a choking muffled sound. Her entire body turned stiff as she sat on me, taking every last pump. She clung to me for several seconds, her breath coming out in short gasps, her heavy chest heaving against mine.

Her strength faded, as she collapsed forward, her head rested on my collarbone. For a few moments, the only sound was our breathing & the low hum of the AC, with distant traffic. Ilulu still layed in me, her legs loosely dangling around my thighs.

The shirt was now as good as a damp rag, leaving little to the imagination. She looked up at me, & a genuine laugh bubbled from her throat. She still clung to me, as the air around us dissipated.

She was much more fragile & soft, appearing as how I first met her. Her legs slid down mine with a reluctant friction, as she finally detached herself. She didn't try to clean up her shirt, as it was hanging off one shoulder & clinging to her waist.

She just watched me with her ruby eyes, a contentment that defied her chaotic nature. For a moment, she didn't look like a dragon, but a girl that finally found a piece of herself she didn't know was missing.

We remained silent, as the acknowledgement of the storm that passed through hit us. Slowly, I stepped back, as I put my jeans back on. Ilulu's expression flickered, as anxiety washed over her. Her small fingers clutched her shirt, watching me.

I was embarrassed that I had let myself partake in that, & as I reached for the door, hearing that piercing chime again, I paused & looked back. She looked messy, her hair going every which way, eyes heavy.

She walked back to the counter, leaving a trail of our love behind as she hobbled over. She just looked at me with a sharp clarity. "Don't think you're off the hook," her voice back in that bright, shimmering tone from earlier.

She crossed her arms over her chest. She lost all edge she had to her now. "Its only fair that you come back later & clean the mess you've made!" Shes right, as there was some puddles that needed to be cleaned.

Her ruby eyes shimmered as she leaned against the counter. "Tomorrow," she said in a low whisper. "Same time. Don't make me find you."

And that's part 1! Each one of these will have 2 parts, 1st one will be introduction, then 2 sex scenes, then 2nd will now have 3.

I studied other's works of fanfiction from r/eroticliterature to truly get a feel as to how they should run. I learned a lot of lingo from that sub, too. You shall see what I mean.

No AI is used, only my dirty imagination, & with the HUGE help of r/eroticliterature. This does NOT include grown up Shouta, as the actions the protagonist does would not be what Shouta would do.

It is, however, from the first person perspective. No matter how many times I read it back, I still can't believe I wrote it, I'm like that Shakespeare guy. I can truly get out what I want quicker with words than drawings, as leaving this up to imagination is way hotter than what I could possibly put into drawing.

This is a long one, strap yallselves in:

I was making breakfast, when all of a sudden the old toaster decided to die on me. The smell was awful, & still stuck with me as I was putting the literal "toast" in the trash, unrecoverable.

I sat at the table, just with some milk, which at this point has become lukewarm. Sunlight was piercing through the blinds, as I was hoping for something interesting to happen.

Everything was too quiet, I even noticed the sound of the refrigerator running, which is something the toaster neglected to do. I yawned, & when I did, the front door clicked open, & a pair of footsteps came into the kitchen.

"I'm back with groceries!" Lucoa called out, her voice a harmonic tune that instantly lit up the room. I've been living with her for the past month or so, shes generally relaxed & chill. She feels like a protective older sister, even though shes secretly a dragon goddess. She rounded the corner to the kitchen, her presence making the room seem smaller.

She was wearing her usual: a black tank top that struggles to contain her XL chest, & short shorts that clung to her hips & backside. She looked gorgeous, as she always does, like a summer dream.

Her hair was a beautiful gradient of yellow, to blue, to green. She tilted her head at me, her eyes closed & her mouth in a serene smile. Everywhere she went, she always got stares from people.

She sat the grocery bag down with a soft thud, her plump belly brushing against the counter as she did so. And as she adjusted her pink cap, I wondered if those horns of hers are even part of her head.

When she adjusted her cap, I noticed the thinly-pulled fabric of her tank top resting over her shoulders. She doesn't even have to try to be attractive! There was something about her, so grounded in reality, so down to earth, that made her so welcoming.

"The toaster?" She asked, in a playful manner, while pointing to the desecrated remains of equipment, her eyes remaining gently shut. She just leaned over the counter to pull out more groceries, & in doing so, caused her tanktop to strain over her chest.

The fabric stretched under the pressure, while her dangerously low neckline showed the pale valley of her breasts. I tried focusing on what she was saying, which is difficult when you're in front of a thick curvy goddess.

My gaze kept drifting to her hips, & the way the shorts struggled to hold the immense nature of her thighs. Lucoa notices, despite her not having her eyes open. She always notices.

She walks over to the table I'm at, & leans forward, as her plump belly rests over the edge. "You're staring again...", she says in a teasing manner, her lips curled into a smile.

She sits her hips onto the table, while the table creaks under her weight. She reaches her hand & puts it to my cheek, which invigorates me with a strange warmth. She leaned even further, her movement slow & deliberate.

Her heaving breasts pressed against the tabletop, pushing my now room temperature milk out of the way. This really tested the fabric of her tanktop, as it was stretched to its absolute limit, the only thing barricading me from her breasts.

Shes never acted like this before, I was quite overwhelmed. With this, her low neckline grew lower, as the pale slopes of her breasts rose & fell with each breath. "You always were too curious for your own good...", she whispered, which gave me goosebumps.

She moved closer to me, her belly resting more on the table. I could feel the heat radiating off of her, a true subterranean warmth. Lucoa's hand slid down from my cheek to my neck, as she wanted me closer.

The movement caused even more pressure to her tanktop, which I could swear was lightly tearing from the strain. The low collar finally gave way, tearing, revealing even more of the pale curves of her cleavage spilling over the fabric, resting onto the tabletop now.

She let out a humming sigh, fully content with whats unfolding. I could feel a pressure coming from my chest, as if hers were crushing me. "I think we can forget about breakfast", she said in a smooth lower octave.

The air felt thick, as the hairs on my neck stood up. She didn't even do anything to adjust the sliding fabric of her top, she leaned further in, pinning me in my place. She was a mountain of warmth, with soft curves that complimented every inch of her.

She got herself off the table, which gave it an audible creak as her wide thighs pressed together. She now had her belly brushing up against my lap, a plush sensation that turned me on.

Its as if she was claiming me, as if I was only hers. It felt as though our breathing synced, and if our hearts were beating as one. "You're shaking", she said in amusement.

I didn't even realize, as her hip glided across the edge of the table. This caused her short shorts to ride up, exposing more of her thigh. She seemed totally unfazed by her clothing, her only focus was me.

She leaned in, until her forehead was against mine. I felt a shock, not of static, but a shock of energy. I couldn't pull back even if I wanted to, she was like a magnet. She let out slow, shuddering breath, as her tank top lost the battle against her curves.

Her tank top strap completely snapped, now revealing the top of her left boob, and her pale shoulder. She didn't bother to fix it. Its as if she has powers to alter her breast size, and is using it on me.

Her chest was now against mine. The silence was heavy, as I could only hear my ragged breathing & the clock on the wall. Lucoa leaned even closer, her shoulder up against mine, & her massive wavy hair blocking the sunlight.

I was truly overwhelmed now. I didn't expect this mundane morning to evolve into what it is now. "You know," she said, her voice vibrating my body, "if it wasn't for you, I couldn't go on...".

She enveloped me by now resting her thigh on mine. Her sweet flower scent is all I could breathe now. She leaned in closer, despite my chairs protests, & had her soft, round belly rested on my lap.

"You're always so tense", she said, vibrating me to my core. She reached down, sliding her hand down my waist. Her palm was hot, the same subterranean heat she was giving off earlier.

As she pulled me closer, the true mass of her breasts finally gave way, & the other strap to her tanktop slipped, with her pale boobs more visible than ever, her light brown areolas visible now. With it, a heavy thud resonated in the small kitchen we were in as they hit my chest, nearly paralyzing me.

Everything in my peripheral vision had vanished. Its just me & Lucoa. As the tanktop straps sunk to her elbows, her pale mounds slightly flattened under the gravity.

The sight made me dizzy, the sheer scale of her made it incomprehensible to the human mind. "There," she said in a low, rumbling tone, deep within her chest. "Much better."

I felt like I was being studied. Her slight humming during my paralyzed gaze into her pale chest truly felt like something ancient was observing me. They were on me, I could feel the soft squish of them against my chest.

Lucoa wanted me to never forget this experience. With a slow, deliberate movement, her wide hips shifted downwards towards the floor, pushing the chair I was in back a few inches.

She didn't stop until her soft, plush belly was against my thighs, & her massive breasts were hovering against my face. "You've been so quiet", her voice once again vibrating my soul.

"I can feel your heart hammering against your ribs in there. It knows what it truly wants." She didn't wait for me to speak, & instead held my wrist, and guided my hand into the expansive, deep valley between her breasts.

As my palm connected to her breasts, the heat was intense, a true ancestral heat, that felt as though it was from the earth's core. With a knowing smile & soft hum, she guided my focus downward.

Her heavy breasts swayed, her tanktop uselessly hanging around her arms. Her breasts became fully exposed. Her areolas contrasted with her pale skin, being a creamy brown, & they were both at least 5 inches across. Her nipples were inverted, fully succumbed to the fat surrounding both of them.

She reached down to the fly of my pants, her eyes remain closed, while a serene, predatory smile was on her face. She shifted her stance, her wide thighs jiggling as she crouched down.

The feeling of her fingers on my waist was just the teaser for what's to come. With a single, practiced motion, she pulled my erection out into the open air. Her eyes were still closed, though her smile grew more intently.

I gasped, & she quickly noticed. "Such a reactive lil' thing...", she purred out. She guided my erection into the pale expanse of her chest. The overwhelming volume of her body created a valley of warmth.

As she pressed her breasts together, the heavy mounds collided in a soft thud, trapping my penis in a vice of unbelievably soft skin. The heat was instantaneous, clamping my penis from all angles.

She began to move, slowly & rhythmically sliding her breasts up & down, using the natural lubrication of her skin, & the sheer weight of her chest to create a friction that felt like liquid fire.

My penis was completely submerged in the valley of her breasts, sucking the life out of me. The sensation was like no other. Lucoa leaned further in, her weight shifting, so each slide up & down my shaft felt better, & better.

Every time she pressed them together, the pale slopes of her skin perfectly enveloped my cock. "Do you feel that?" she whispered, "the way you fit so perfectly here?" She let out a soft moan, as she tilted her head back, & amped up the speed.

She pressed her fingers deep in her beasts, tightening the grip, making my vision blur in ecstasy. "You're so hard for me," she purred out. She began to move her torso in a slight circular motion.

She was doing all she could to create the most suffocating paizuri ever. At this point, all I could see is white. I reached my tipping point. I couldn't breathe, I couldn't think. I erupted, the first shot going up, & hitting the pale valley between her breasts with an audible, sharp wet sound.

Lucoa didn't recoil, she leaned in, welcoming the climax with a slight hum of approval. As I continued to cum, it hit her chin, cheeks, forehead, hat, & her hair, coating her in semen that glistened in the morning light.

Lucoa didn't move, letting the silence of the kitchen to come back. It was a heavy & humid kind of quiet. She remained crouched over me, the massive weight of her breasts resting on my thighs.

Her breath came in short puffs that warmed the skin of my stomach. A single drop of cum rolled down her pale chest, & disappeared into the valley between her breasts.

She let out a giggle, the sound echoing in our quiet kitchen. "My, my...", she purred out. "You certainly didn't hold back, did you?" Lucoa didn't reach for a towel, or anything of the sort.

She tilted her head, seeming to look at the white trail that coated her chest. She leaned her head forward, stuck out her tongue, & with a slow perfect precision starting from the base of her breast, to her areolae, licked my cum off of her.

Each lick echoed in the kitchen. She didn't stop at her chest, either. She shifted her massive swaying frame, & reached her tongue to the top of her lip, & swerved it down to her chin.

She reached for a stand of her gradient hair, coated in hot pearly ropes, and licked it all off, savoring each drop. She slowly swallowed. This wasn't a mess to her, but a tribute.

She remained draped over me, her presence of curviness & warmth still holding me. She let out a long, shuddering sigh, that vibrated my chest, a sound of true maternal contentment.

She leaned in, her forehead against mine, finally revealing her gorgeous eyes. One was an emerald green, with an intricate maze-like pattern. The other, a solid mix of purple, yellow, & green, both eyes having serpent-like pupils. She was staring into my soul, an ancient being staring directly through me.

"You're still shaking," she whispered, a rich, smooth vibration. "But your heart is finally slowing down. Thats much better." Lucoa lowered her weight, which felt like a tectonic plate settling.

As she pulled back, she shifted her eyes downward, before closing them. She didn't need to open them again to sense the pulsing heat still emanating from me, as she smiled even wider.

She could feel my throbbing erection, pressed against her belly. A low hum emanated from her, as she thought of what to do next. The air in the kitchen felt thick once more.

"Oh? Still so eager?" she murmured in amusement. "It seems like you have a lot more to share with me." I wasn't given a chance to answer that, as she descended. Her movement was fluid, as the floorboards groaned under her.

Her focus was on the pulsating heat between my legs. As she settled, her pink cap obscured her face, & her gradient hair rested upon my thighs. Lucoa reached out, her palm cupping the base of my shaft, & spent a short moment breathing against me.

The hot, moist air of her exhale sent shivers down my spine. She leaned in, with a vibration emanating from her throat, parting her lips to reveal a welcoming warmth.

She shoved my penis down her throat. Her mouth created a vacuum suction, enveloping my penis. Her technique was slow & methodical, as she used her lips to create a tight mold around my penis.

She used her whole upper body, her torso swaying in a slow rhythm that pushed her face deep between my thighs. The sensation was as if I was being taken away by the tide.

Every few seconds, she would pull back, just to let the cold natural air hit my skin, just to plunge back in, with a hungry intensity. The sound of her swallowing was gutteral, & filled the room, while the occasional slap of her ass against my thighs added a percussion.

Her eyes remained closed, but her expression was one of someone rediscovering their long-lost passion. She used her tongue to rotate around the head of my penis, which brought me closer & closer to my breaking point.

As the tension grew, Lucoa shifted her weight, plopping her ass on the floor, anchoring herself as she increased the pace. The suction of her mouth grew more aggressive, as she let out a muffled moan on my shaft.

Her voice amplified the pleasure by 10 times, as her mouth was a wet sanctuary, & she refused to let go. The second eruption was far more powerful than the first. I grabbed her horns, my knuckles white, as I plunged deep into her throat.

Lucoa didn't flinch, as I could feel herself leaning in on her own, her throat working a rhythmic set of swallows, taking every single drop with a gluttonous hunger. She didn't pull away until the very last twitch faded away, lingering on the tip of my penis.

She continued to latch on, her breath hot & humid against my skin. She then pulled back with a soft, wet pop. She didn't rise, but remained kneeled down, as if she was idoling me.

A long strand of saliva connected the tip of my penis to her mouth, before breaking away. She let out a long sigh of contentment. She looked up at me, eyes closed, a face of maternal victory.

"You really are quite the handful", she purred out. She lightly traced the line of my thigh, contrasting the heavy presence of her body. With a slow shift, she pushed herself off the floor, as she regained her footing.

The short shorts that she was wearing were even more rode up on her, slightly revealing the underside of her cheeks. Her black tanktop still uselessly around her waist, leaving her breasts completely exposed to the morning light.

"I... can't let you walk away after that..." I managed to choke out, my voice sounding out of place & out of breath. I wanted something more, something more than just her chest & mouth.

I wanted to be on top this time, something only missionary would provide. Lucoa paused, & tilted her head. A low hum emanated from her throat. "What do you suggest?" she pondered, stepping forward, breasts swaying as she turns.

"...missionary?" It took a lot in me to get that out. I didn't wanna beat around the bush any longer. I wanted more, and since this is a fictional hentai story, I got all the cum in the fuckin world, so I can go on till the sun goes down.

Her serene lips widened even more. "Missionary? How peculiar...", she purred out. "But since you're asking so nicely, who am I to deny such a request?"

To be contondered... Next up, missionary, reverse cowgirl, & epilogue.

Heres the characters left to right, top to bottom:

Ginger (Afroninja360)

Nia (I can't sleep)

Spiritomb (Pokémon)

Sallie May (Helluva Boss)

Mozzarella Cookie (Cookie Run)

Jester Two-Time (Forsaken)

Caramel Arrow Cookie (Cookie Run)

IMPORTANT FOR MODS:

GINGER & NIA ARE *NOT* SELF INSERTS LIKE JAIDEN ANIMATIONS, & THEREFORE ARE *NOT* REAL PEOPLE!

Characters in order from top to bottom, left to right:

Garlan (Haxxar)

Tiger Lily Cookie

Molly (Hazbin Hotel)

Dolly Dimpley (Smiling Friends)

Rare Congle (My Singing Monsters)

Angel Dust (Hazbin Hotel)

Rare TooToo (My Singing Monsters)

Heres all characters from top to bottom:

Marigold (PVZ)

Unkown43's unnamed lemon girl

Green Tea Mousse Cookie (Cookie Run)

Skyblue (FNF)

Midnight (FNF)

THE FIRST EVER CHICA BOBBLEHEAD NSFW (Yes, I'm serious)

Eternal Sugar Cookie (Cookie Run)

Heres the fabulous Discord server in which you can see these posted in real time + the individual sketches by themselves (only birthday on ID required + username on paper): https://discord.gg/PxXEpUBDdJ

Heres all characters from top to bottom:

Marigold (PVZ)

Unkown43's unnamed lemon girl

Green Tea Mousse Cookie (Cookie Run)

Skyblue (FNF)

Midnight (FNF)

THE FIRST EVER CHICA BOBBLEHEAD NSFW (Yes, I'm serious)

Eternal Sugar Cookie (Cookie Run)

Characters from top row to bottom row:

Vox (Hazbin Hotel)

Autumn (My OC)

Vivian Red (Roblox Character)

Jade Harley (Homestuck)

Bweswees Bizznip (Incredibox character)

Millie (Helluva Boss)

Kayna (My Singing Monsters)

Claire is very uncomfortable in any clothing...

Basically my biggest "would"s in rule 34... I'm a 𝓯𝓻𝓮𝓪𝓴. These mini drawings aren't me at my full potential, btw! Feel free to judge me, as it only makes me stronger. Jaiden is censored as to abide by this subreddits rules, even though its just her avatar

(OC)

Fuck ai... I got perma-banned from a certain subreddit for calling a certain mods use of ai disgusting, and this is the result of that

This is Rouge the Axolotl... I WAS gonna post this on May 4th (Star Wars day) but I got banned...