A siren and an incubus, chapter 1
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A siren and an incubus, chapter 1
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-hello there. Here's a wonderful (if not somewhat late) Easter present for you all. The beginning of my brand new series. Yayyyyyy
-this story actually features six main characters, not just a siren and an incubus, but you can't put all those into the title. The characters are Sarah (a siren), Lucas (an incubus), Stacy (a goo girl), Sissel (a cat), Dominik (a horse), and Wasabi (a direwolf).
-wasabi isn't actually in this chapter at all. He comes in at a later point.
-you may recall that I have stated my opinion of homosexuals before (that opinion being, don't agree, but live and let live.) However, recent events have changed my view on these things. An old friend of mine named Mandy (seriously, not even a made up name) turned out to be transgender. After an eventful night, *wink wink*, I decided gender doesn't really matter to me anymore.
-due to the above events, I feel like I can expand my horizons in writing, so if you enjoy men on men, this story is for you. Please note this will be my first time writing one like this, so don't judge too harshly just yet.
-I like the girly boys :3
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A little background would probably be necessary for you to understand our story. It all revolves around Sarah and Lucas, a Greek siren and an incubus, respectively. The mythical world is seperate from the human world, but connected by portals. The mythical world is very similar to the human world in most regards, except that it's inhabited by mythological beings like demons and beasts and monsters. There are very few free humans, but there are some kept as slaves. The typical cities are segregated into communities by type of beings. Monsters like orcs, trolls and goblins, among others, live in their own community, demons and demon-like beings live in their community, and so on. They are also sorted by nationality, such as Greek or roman mythos, plus Egyptians, Norse, and many others. It's a highly organized system, which has been that way since as far back as anyone can remember. Beings are allowed to live wherever they choose, but they usually stick to their communities. There are also furries, from mammal to insect and everything inbetween. which evolved from various types of mythological beings over the millennia.
Sarah is five foot eight, with shoulder length jet black hair and breasts that are barely A-cup. She has a voice like liquid gold, and, as with all sirens, her song mesmerizes men and most lesbians, allowing her to bend them to her will. Her voice is considered to be even more beautiful than most sirens. Her face is soft and smooth, her eyes a deep blue that seems to go on forever. Her beauty is second only to that of a succubus. She often wears just casual clothes, though on occasion she has been known to wear extravagant dresses. She often just wears lingerie around the house. She despises high heels, and has no idea how women wear them. She loves candies and sugary sweets, and is constantly chewing on a hard candy of some kind. Her main hobbies are eating candies, and, obviously, singing. Her best friend and roommate is a goo girl named Stacy, who she hangs out with a lot. Sarah has a massive crush on Lucas. She considers herself to be straight, but she has had a few experiences with women before.
Lucas is an incubus, a male sex demon. His features are absolutely gorgeous, by human standards, but he's actually considered rather ugly by incubus standards. He has pale green eyes, medium length messy brown hair that reminds of the color of earth, and his lips pull back to reveal a second retractable set of razor teeth in front of his normal ones. His tail is long and slender, ending in the typical demonic spade, save that half of the spade on his tail was shredded in an accident at a young age. His demonic wings, which fold up to conceal under his clothing, are the typical bat-like wings of demons. His appearance is positively girly, with delicate features and a thin frame that is almost curvy. His chest is right on the verge of being breasts, but isn't quite there. He is often mistaken for a girl, which he doesn't seem to mind actually. This feminine appearance has brought him nothing but ridicule from other incubi, and most succubi, not to mention most men in general. His package, for the sake of suspense, shall remain a secret for now. He is an outcast in the demon community, so he resides in the Greek community. He just moved in next door to Susan, but he doesn't really know her that well. His sexual preference? Gay.
Background for the other main characters will be presented throughout the story, but with this background and exciting plot twist out of the way, we can begin with the main story.
"Did you see that new guy who moved in next door?" Stacy asked, sitting across from me in an armchair, her half-transparent goo body wobbling like jello as she talked. "You should have seen him, I thought he was a girl when I first looked at him" she burst out laughing, her chest wobbling even more jello like than the rest of her. She may be made of goo, but her tits are huge. I thought.
"his name is Lucas" I blushed, realizing I had said that out loud. Lucas may be girly, but he's... He's handsome, and perfect. He may not be as good looking as some of the other incubi, but I think he's better than them. They're designed to look as perfect as possible, but you can only handle so much perfection before you start despising them. He's different than them, he isn't perfect, and that's what I like. Stacy seemed to notice the affection in my voice and said,
"is there something you're not telling me about him" she teased, giggling and poking me suggestively. I almost choked on my mint, flailing. "N-no, why would you think that..." I trailed off, embarrassed. My cheeks turned a deep crimson, so much so that my whole face may as well have been red.
"Well" Stacy grinned, tracing a finger around her nipple, not restricted by any kind of clothes. "I would love to tie him down and ride his juicy cock" she moaned, drooling slightly. Stacy has always been extremely open about sex, which can be embarrassing considering some of the things she's into.
"Wouldn't we all" I whispered, more to myself than to her. Though she heard me, and went into another moment of teasing me about it. "Oh shut up Stacey" I muttered, still blushing furiously. I finished my mint and popped in a random hard candy out of a bowl on my end table. I moaned, practically melting into my seat. Caramel, hint of mint, and just a touch of cinnamon, three of my favorite things in a single candy. I get these made custom by a shop in the Egyptian district, I call them 'caracinn mints'. "Mop's shop," the best candy for eight districts. The owner 'mop' is an artist when it comes to candy, and I would know. Candy is my life. Candy and Lucas...
"I know that look" Stacy's eyes went wide. "You're in love with him aren't you" she gaped, staring at me intently. I locked up. Stacy has always been extremely good at reading people, and uses this talent to embarrass people at every opportunity. "I... I do" I stared at the ground in embarrassment. She was taken aback. She never expected me to admit it, not that easily at least.
"So, how do you want to do this?" I asked, standing bare before him. He looked me over, but eventually his eyes centered on my cock. I could see in his eyes, he was debating between laughing and throwing me on the bed and taking me. In the end he decided on the latter, as he always does. "Not very big are you?" He said, a rhetorical question actually, he asks it every time we do this. "Four inches on the dot" I smiled, not at all embarrassed. I'm completely happy with my size, and it feels right on me.
As an incubus, I have the ability to shrink my member to fit prospective partners, but I can't grow it, neither can others. We can also shift them into members from other species, be it canine or feline, mouse, horse, other obscure ones, or any combination of them. Horse actually does add size, but that's a prerequisite.
"So you've never been circumcised either I see" he chuckled, referring to the foreskin covering my tip. He already knows all this, but he likes to pretend it's our first encounter when we have sex. I guess because he finds it to be arousing.
"So, did you want to take me, or me you, or..." I trailed off. I've met a bunch of men with different tastes. A few of the tough guys like being taken by a girly boy, it turns them on. I never did understand the appeal, but to each their own. As far as incubi go, I'm one of few homosexual ones I've ever heard of. I've never been with a woman before in my life, and I've got no real interest. Being raised around succubi my entire life, I just don't like them.
"I'll take you" he said, stripping out of his clothes. Good for me, I'm more in the mood for that anyways. He stood there, six and a half feet tall, chiseled jaw, muscles like iron cords, and some runes and glyphs swirling around the surface of one arm. He came across the room in three big steps, picked me up in his arms, and tossed me into the bed. Rough but gentle, if that makes sense. His member was at least fifteen inches of solid horsecock, maybe more, but I didn't get a good look before he was over top of me, his face lined up with mine. He didn't kiss me, but I didn't mind. My cock was already throbbing, a bead of precum at its tip.
"You ready for this?" He asked. His voice was concerned. "I don't want to hurt you, so.." He trailed off, blushing. I like seeing tough guys blush, it's pleasant. "This isn't my first rodeo" I grinned. Not my first rodeo indeed. I was in an actual rodeo once too. I won by the way.
"Okay then, let's do this" he grunted and planted at least two inches into me in one thrust. I moaned. Then he pushed forward again, this time sinking at least four inches of his length into me slowly, with me moaning all the way, maybe a bit too loudly. "You moan like a whore" he groaned. Some men like dirty talk, which is fine by me. It's not my cup of tea, but I do enjoy it every now and then.
"Well maybe I am a little whore" I whispered teasingly into his ear between moans. He likes to hear it, and I'll admit, it does sort of give me a rush. My cock was twitching, neglected though it was. The air was maddening, offering me none of the sensation I desired, but his cock in my ass was certainly making up for it. By my estimate, two and a half inches thick. Impressive.
"You're certainly tight like a whore" he grunted, burying himself into me up to the hilt. I couldn't stop groaning. I could feel the head of his cock in my gut, and I felt extremely full, yet I didn't even have half of him inside me.
"Come on then stallion, show me what you got" I grinned, precum dribbling down my neglected shaft. It's funny because he's actually a horse. He grunted, shoving himself inside me up past the halfway point, to at least three quarters. I practically screamed in half pain, half pleasure. He was massive, more so than most others I've been with. I was stretched wide, almost uncomfortably so, but I quickly adjusted. He started thrusting in and out of me quickly, bringing more pleasure.
"Dominik... I'm getting close" I groaned, writhing in place, my hands clawing at the bed sheets. "Already?" He grunted, shoving himself back into me again, the head of his cock so deep in me I was amazed it fit. "I'm n-not... Not gonna last" I moaned, probably too loudly.
"Then I guess I don't have a choice. I was hoping I wouldn't have to use this." He sighed and grabbed a metal ring off the bedside table, and locked it on at the base of my cock. It was snug, a bit too much so, but not entirely uncomfortable. "W-what's that for?" I stammered, my brain being slow to realize what this cock ring meant. "You don't get to cum until I do" he grinned, then grunted and forced himself into me again.
"What!? N-no, that's not fair, you can't do that!" I groaned, biting my lip. I could already feel my orgasm rising, my balls churning a load of cum in hopes of getting the release they desired. Little did they know, there would be no such release.
"Pets don't get to cum" he grunted and forced in the last of his cock, finally hilting me. It set me off, and I felt my orgasm approach, cum traveling up my length till it hit the cock ring, and got cut off, forced back down. I whined, in a way that sounded extremely similar to when a dog whines. "But masterrrrrrrr..." I whined again, playing along despite my extreme disappointment.
"You'll have to wait till I'm done. And maybe if you beg, then I'll let you cum" he grunted again, now jackhammering me at breakneck speed. My cock throbbed and twitched madly, desperate for its release, but finding none. I could hear his breath catch in his throat, and for a moment I hoped he would cum so I could have my own orgasm, but he managed to reel himself back in, much to my disappointment.
"Master, please" I begged, feeling another orgasm rising. "Not till you get your master off, pet" he groaned, louder than I've heard from him all night. He was obviously getting close, but so was I, and the cock ring felt even tighter with all the extra blood trapped in my cock.
"I'm cumming" I screamed, in probably the girliest sounding voice possible for me. The orgasm from before, combined with a new one, came rushing up to my cock, but once again was trapped by the ring around my base. I screamed again, this time from pain, as the force of both orgasms was brought to another screeching halt, forced back down again.
"That's a good pet, keep doing that, it turns me on to see you tremble. I love seeing that look in your eyes, begging and pleading" he groaned, and I felt his cock twitching, but again he managed to hold off his orgasm, to my enduring surprise.
"Please..." I moaned, my cock twitching again. "Let me cummmmmm" I whined, feeling my third orgasm rushing up from my balls. I let out another scream, the orgasm brought to a halt for a third time. Each time made it worse, to the point that I doubted I could take one more.
It took four more. He just kept going, rutting away at me with reckless abandon. Every so often I could swear he was about to cum, but he held off somehow. Eventually though, not even he could stand it any more, and he plunged, his entire cock in my ass, stretching me wider than I've been in a while.
"This is it" he grunted, and I felt the huge load of cum as it traveled up his cock. His tip flared and he sprayed a large jet of thick cum into my gut, then another, and three more. He just didn't stop. By the time he was done, I looked six months pregnant. Never before had I felt so full, and probably wouldn't for quite some time.
"That was... Amazing" he panted, momentarily breaking his composure, before he picked himself back up again. It took only a few moments for my body to absorb his excess cum, my incubus metabolism devouring the sexual fluid and converting it to sustenance, the way it was designed to do. With my stomach no longer bloated, I had time to realize that my cock was still neglected. It was twitching and throbbing miserably.
I looked up at him with begging eyes, one of my best looks if I do say so myself. "The eyes won't sway me, you're gonna have to beg like a proper pet" he smirked, taking a perverse pleasure in this. "Please, take this thing off and let me cum. I neeeeed it" I whined, putting on my most pleading face
"Nope, I think you're gonna have to do better than that" he grinned, sitting backwards in a chair. "Master, please take this cock ring off so I can cum. I'm desperate, I'll do anything, just please let me cummmmmm..." I groaned, actually getting turned on by this humiliation and debasement.
"Your begging could use some work, pet, but in suppose that will have to do for now." He chuckled and touched the cock ring with the finger of his runed arm and it cracked into two pieces, falling off my cock. "Go ahead" he grinned, watching me. "Relieve yourself" he smirked. I didn't give a second thought to the indignity of masturbating to release in front of him, instead immediately wrapping both hands around my cock and masturbating furiously.
"You're terrible at this" Dominik sighed. "Let me do it" he pulled my hands away. I let him, though quite hesitantly. My hesitation turned out to be well founded, as I heard a distinct click. "Dominik, did you just-" "yup" he smirked, my hands now handcuffed to the bed frame, outside the range of my cock. I started thrashing furiously, the bed shaking, but the handcuffs held firm.
"Let me go so I can masturbate you asshole" I grunted, not even bothering to blush at that statement, I was beyond that at this point. I started pulling with all my might against the handcuffs, to no avail, they were quality steel. "No, I think we're going to sit here and wait for you to cool off some. Then we build you back up and start all over again" he grinned. An evil grin, or so it seemed to a guy who was seconds away from cumming just to get handcuffed and left to sit.
"You can't do that to me, jerk" I grunted, yet again pulling on the cuffs. "Stop doing that, you're gonna hurt yourself" he said, sighing and sitting cross legged an arms length in front of me, watching intently. I relaxed, to the best of my ability, and decided to wait it out. The air was cold, unbearably so, every small breeze brushing against my cock uncomfortably.
"I can't take this anymore, it's been ten minutes" I groaned, having had no sensation whatsoever save for the maddening air. My cock was still painfully stiff, showing no sign of softening. "And we'll wait half an hour if we have to. Better get comfy" he chuckled, stroking his own half-flaccid member in an extremely erotic display. Safe to say that's the reason I couldn't get soft. Every curve and every vein was enticing, and I wanted little more than to touch it.
"Please..." I whined, sitting here for my twentieth straight minute, my cock refusing to soften even a little. Dominik ignored my pleas, still stroking his cock, which by now was rock hard. Much as I wanted to, I was unable to look away, and as a result, unable to go down.
It took only another minute before Dominik came again. "Dammit" he groaned. I saw his flare widen, and only too late realized where it was pointed. It happened in slow motion, cum shooting from his tip, straight at me. I reacted way too slowly, and ended up covered in at least six jets of cum, all over me until I was dripping in white.
"Seriously?" I groaned in disgust, dripping with semen, my body taking it's sweet time absorbing the fluid after it's last meal. "Sorry" he grinned "guess you took too long" he laughed. Sometimes I wonder why I continue to have sex with Dominik, considering he always does stuff like this. On the bright side, the disgust gave me ample encouragement to soften up, and I did. It took a few minutes, but eventually I absorbed the sexual fluid, and by then my cock was fully wilted.
I hadn't softened for more than a couple seconds before Dominik had his hand around my cock and was stroking, bringing me up to full readiness again almost instantly. Right when I was about to cum, he pulled back and let me relax again. He did this five more times, and twice as many times I complained about it.
"Ok then, I think you've had enough." He chuckled, and finally he unlocked the handcuffs. The instant the handcuffs were off, my hands were around my cock, stroking it at the fastest speed my arms could possibly go. Dominik just laughed, seeing me in such a state of desperation. I can't say I'd have done anything different in his situation.
"Oh god" I moaned, my hips desperately fucking away at my hands. Dominik watched with a smirk on his face. Someone desperately masturbating trying to get off, that's one of his fantasies. I must have looked adorable (or perhaps pathetic), laying on my side on the floor, trembling and writhing and humping away at my hands, but I didn't care. At this moment, the only thing on my mind was release. Sweet sweet release, to finally let loose my backed up load of cum.
"AAAAHHHHH!!!" I came, yelling at the top of my lungs. After seven orgasms forcible cut short, not to mention six edged off, I was finally getting the release I so desperately craved. I felt it travel slowly up my length, and an absolutely massive jet of cum sprayed out all over my hardwood floor, then another one, and another. They just kept coming. I lost track after the twentieth shot, just as thick and plentiful as the first had been, but it had to have been at least forty five. A huge feat even for an incubus, especially me. By the time I finished cumming, Dominik's jaw was hanging open, and my entire floor was a sticky, cum-covered mess. I sighed, finally relieved of my burden.
"That was the largest orgasm I've ever seen in my entire life, and I live around horses" he said, still very much taken aback. We incubi can create huge amounts of cum in a very short amount of time, add that to the orgasms cut short by that cock ring and edging, and it's an extremely potent combination.
"Well, see ya later Lucas" Dominik waved, having put his clothes back on. "Later Dom, see you next time" I smiled weakly, still resting on the floor. He chuckled and shut the door, leaving me to my own devices. Having sex with Dominik can be quite irritating, with the cock rings and the edging (which he does a lot), but the orgasms are simply the greatest. I fell asleep after that, not even bothering to clean the floor. I'd do it later.
"I can't believe it" Stacy said, with her ear to the wall. "Lucas just had sex with some chick" I chuckled, my face red as a beet. Through these walls, we couldn't hear any names, and the voices were distorted beyond words, but there was obviously some sex going on over there.
"I wonder who she is" Stacy giggled. "Probably someone really really attractive... Not like me" I sighed. Stacy gasped and wrapped me in a bone crunching hug, which was impressive given she's made of goo. "Don't even say that. You're beautiful" she smiled, still crushing my bones. "Can't.... Breath" I squeaked, squirming. "Oh I'm sorry" she blushed, letting go of me. I took a deep breath, finally getting oxygen back in my lungs.
You could practically see a lightbulb pop up over Stacy's head. "I have the greatest idea ever!" She grinned from ear to ear. "Let's go outside and see who comes out of the building" she laughed. That was a perfect idea. Maybe a little privacy-invading, but a brilliant nonetheless.
"So what're we doing?" Sissel grinned, sitting down at the table next to us. We decided to get some coffee at the café next door, instead of hiding in a bush or something stupid like that. Sissel is a black cat. He owns the café. He wears a red bandanna around his neck overtop of a red collar with a small golden bell on it. He used to be a slave, so we don't know why he still wears it, but he likes it. He says it makes him feel loved. It seems to be the opposite of what that would represent, but that's what he says.
"We heard Lucas having sex next door to us" Stacy chuckled. "We're seeing who comes out of the house" she said, sipping her coffee. You could see the coffee spread out throughout her body before being absorbed. "Interesting" Sissel said. But the way he said it made me feel like he meant 'interesting' in a different way.
"I caught your tone there Sissel. You're not gay for Lucas are you?" Stacy laughed. She was joking, obviously. "No, I'm bisexual actually." He said, very matter-o-factly. "But Lucas actually is gay" he said, again in a very serious tone. I felt like I had been punched.
"No way, incubi aren't gay. They physically can't be, it's how their brain works" I muttered. "Yeah, and they also don't look like girls" Sissel chuckled. "He's an anomaly. It happens" he kept chuckling. I suppose he was right, weird stuff happens. There are sirens that can't sing and succubi with flat chats, even featherless harpies, why can't there be a gay incubus.
"Wait a second..." I muttered, putting pieces together. "How do you know he's gay?" I asked. He facepalmed, and Stacy sighed. "He's bisexual. Lucas is gay. It's obvious isn't it?" She sighed. It took me a second, but is figured it out eventually.
"You and Lucas have had sex?" I asked, a rhetoric question, it was obvious. "Yeah. He's one of few people with a cock smaller than mine" he laughed. I wasn't sure what to make of that. "Are you saying he's really small?" Stacy asked, putting my thoughts into words. "Yeah, he's really small" Sissel laughed. I was disappointed, but at the same time, aroused.
Sissel took a sip of the drink in his cup and immediately spit it out on the brick floor, wiping it off his lips in disgust. "Another failure Sissel?" Asked Roy, the plant guy who works for Sissel. Sissel's dream is to make the perfect coffee, and he's come up with some ridiculous ideas. One of his ideas involved boiling weed in along with the water and coffee beans. It was a big success, but weed is hard to come by here, and he couldn't keep up with demand. He actually didn't mind taking it off the menu, he says it just wasn't right for his dream.
"Yeah, another failure. Roots of the Kudzu plant are not flavorful at all." Sissel took a napkin and wiped the taste off his tongue. "Bollocks. Kudzu is delicious" Roy said, picking a leaf off a plant in a pot and eating it. Roy is a plant man. A living plant, made up of plant matter from roots and leaves. They eat other plants, to give nourishment in addition to their natural photosynthesis.
I couldn't help but look at Sissel differently now that I knew he had sex with Lucas. His black fur seemed softer, his ear twitching seemed adorable, his bandanna and collar seemed handsome, and overall he just looked downright sexy. I had no idea why I was thinking that, but it seemed to be the only thing in my mind.
"Hey, you're spacing out staring at Sissel's junk" Stacy laughed, waving her hand in front of my eyes. I blinked a few times and immediately looked away, blushing. "I'm so sorry. I have no idea what came over me, I was just-" "I get it. I'm absolutely stunning" Sissel shrugged, chuckling.
"But being serious for a second. I am open tonight if you wanted to, oh I don't know, come over to my place" he winked, smiling charmingly. "Uh... Uh... I..." I stammered, my brain temporarily shutting down. Stacy, Sissel and Roy took a moment to laugh. "I'd like that" I smiled, causing Stacy and Roy to drop their jaws. Sissel, on the other hand, put on another charming smile.
"It's a date then." He smiled and went back to work, but not before leaving us with another jaw dropping piece of information. "That horse coming out of the apartment is Dominik, and he's dating Lucas" he said, before walking off to go chat up some other customers. He's a very social person, when he's not cooking up some ridiculous coffee recipe. No pun intended.
"Did you seriously just hook up with Sissel?" Stacy asked, in mild disbelief. "That's surprising" said Roy, chewing on a bamboo root. He chews on plants almost as much as I chew on candy. Which reminds me. I popped another one of my custom candies into my mouth. "How so?" I asked, watching Roy swallow his root and pluck a daffodil from its planter. He whispered an apology to the flower before munching on it.
"Well, because you'll be only the second woman Sissel has ever been with" he said, as if that were obvious. Which it wasn't. Stacy didn't seem surprised, but I was. "How can you tell?" I asked, sipping away at my coffee. Bitter, with a hint of nutmeg. As a candy addict, I've learned to distinguish taste
"The flowers can smell him. They can detect the scent of a woman from the day he was born. They only smell one." He said, again as if it were obvious and everyone should know it. "Right. Of course" Stacy sighed, downing the rest of her coffee in one fell swoop. Momentarily changing her body color to brown, before she absorbed it and returned to normal.
"So, does this look good? Too showy?" I asked, twirling around in a red dress. "You're taking this seriously, aren't you?" Stacy said, not approving of my hook up with Sissel. "Of course I am!" I huffed, crossing my arms in annoyance. She just sighed again.
"Usually when I hook up with men you're encouraging. Why are you so suddenly upset?" I asked indignantly. "Because usually I know you're just going out to dinner with some guy. But you're actually going to have sex with him. Have you forgotten that you're a virgin!?" She half shouted. I stopped. I actually had forgotten, as impossibly as it sounds.
"W-well... Well I like him, and I need to lose my virginity at some point" I blushed and stamped my foot on the floor. "Well fine then, just throw it away for some random cat with a small cock!" This time she did shout.
"Ahem" Sissel coughed from the doorway. "I'm here to pick up Sarah" he said, showing no sign of being angry or upset. I smiled and ran over and hugged him. "Sissel, I'm glad you came" I smiled. He smiled back, returning my hug as well. "I have to admit, I expected to show up and have you laugh and say you were kidding" he chuckled.
"What? No, of course not" I smiled and kissed him on the cheek. "Oh come on! you act like you've been dating for months!" Stacy yelled, throwing her arms up in frustration.
"Hey, listen. I don't want to cause an argument with you guys. Maybe I should just go" Sissel said, taking a step back. I grabbed his arm and stopped him. "No Sissel, let's go. Stacy can shove it" I said angrily, dragging Sissel out the door and leaving Stacy behind. The last thing I saw of her was her glaring at me.
Sissel led me down into the slave district and past a few horrible looking homes. "Why are we here?" I asked, hanging tight to him. A few people in ragged clothes gave us weird looks before going back to whatever they were doing. It was mostly furries, but there were a few humans, and even a minotaur in chains thicker than my entire body. I was immediately glad I had changed into my regular clothes before we left.
"I live here" he said, losing his smile for a second, but immediately gaining it back. "What? But you're not a slave any more, why do you still live here?" I asked, very much confused. Why would a former slave still live in this district? With the money Sissel makes at the coffee shop, he could easily afford a house in the regular districts.
"This is where Lisa and I used to live" He smiled, stopping in front of a big house. His smile wasn't so much happy as it was longing. It struck me as being extremely odd.
"Who was Lisa?" I asked. It was obvious that she was his owner, but then why did he seem longing? And why would he still live here? It didn't seem to add up.
"She was my owner" he smiled, leading me into the house. The inside was much nicer than the outside. Or, it would have been if every square inch if it weren't covered in plants and bottles of weird liquids. Half the plants were coffee plants. I realized, this house is his workshop.
"If she was your owner, then why do you still live here?" I asked, following him into the living room. "Let me tell you a story" he smiled, sitting me down on the couch next to him.
"Sissel, can you come here a moment?" Called Lisa from the living room. I wiped the sweat from my brow and put the stove down to a simmer. "What is it Lisa?" I smiled, stepping into the living room. She was beautiful. Shoulder length golden hair, c-cup breasts, five foot ten with a red bandanna around her neck. Her bandanna had been passed down through her family for as long as anyone can remember. She always smiled, not matter how much pain she was in.
Lisa had a disease, one that caused her constant pain. She had medicine, but it only suppressed the pain for about a day, and the ingredients were hard to come by. The medicine was in the form of a liquid, and she always stirred it in with her coffee. The thing is, if she doesn't take the medicine every so often, the disease will spread. And if it spreads far enough... It will kill her.
We both pretend that she'll live forever, that she'll live to be a mother, a grandmother, but we know she won't.
"I got something for you. I thought you'd like it" she smiled warmly. Her smile lit up the room, and outmatched the warmth of the sun. I sat next to her, and she stroked my fur. I purred and she held up a beautiful collar of dark red leather. It had a small golden bell on the front, and a plaque that had my name engraved on it in fancy letters.
"Lisa... Thank you" I smiled, slipping the collar over my head and onto my neck. "You've been working so hard around the house for me lately, I just thought I'd get you something special to say thank you" she smiled. I didn't know what to say, so I just told her "Thank you. I love it."
"Almost as much as I love you" I smiled. She wrapped me in a hug. I could see the pain in her body when she moved, but she did her best to ignore it, like she always does.
"Sissel... I've been thinking about this for a long time... I'd like you to have sex with me" she smiled again. I blushed so hard it was visible through my fur. "Lisa, I won't lie, I've thought about it. I think about it a lot. I've even... Masturbated... A few times to the thought of it..." I blushed, feeling an uncomfortable tightness in my pants.
"But I don't know if you're ready for this. Not with your disease." I said, concerned for her well being. "Sissel, this disease isn't going to go away. You heard the doctor, it's incurable. But I've got enough medicine left for a couple of months, maybe a year if I'm careful. I'd like to do everything with you Sissel. I want to do with you everything that I've ever wanted to do with my life. I've always loved you Sissel. From the moment I saw you, huddled in a corner at that auction"
"I knew, if I bought you, I could save you, that I could give you a better life. I thought that if I loved you, you'd become a good person, someone that the world would be proud of. Someone I could be proud of... So please Sissel, have sex with me." She smiled, a tear glistening in the corner of her eye. "Ok Lisa. Whatever you want" I smiled back.
"This medicine. It's always been disgusting. I wish I had better coffee to disguise that awful taste. The perfect coffee, one that would mesmerize the whole world." She laughed, then coughed, then started shuddering. She mixed the medicine into her coffee and drank it down. It took a few minutes for her shaking to stop.
"It's a wonderful feeling. To not be in constant pain. This medicine... I wish I had enough to use it more than every couple of days" she sighed, then led me up the stairs and into her bed. "Let's do this" she grinned seductively, and pulled my clothes off ravenously, almost hungrily.
"You... You're a lot smaller than in my fantasies..." She said, staring intensely. "Four and a half inches..." I blushed. I hadn't thought about it. As far as I knew, it was normal.
"And those spines along the length of it... I've read about cat penises in books, but I've never actually seen one." She blushed as well. "Why would you read something like that?" I asked, blood rushing into my cock. "Because... I wanted to know what it'd be like to have you inside me" she said, smiling. She had really put a lot of thought into this.
"Ok Sissel, let's do this" she blushed, standing naked in front of me. Her breasts were perky, her body was thin but curvy. Then my eyes drifted southward. She was wet. Liquid glistened on her lips, ready for me. She pulled me onto the bed, and in an instant I was on top of her, with the tip of my kitten cock up against her entrance.
Sissel, this is my first time, so be gentle..." She looked away, embarrassed. "It's my first time too" I said, looking into her eyes. She looked back at me, and seemed even more embarrassed. "I love you Sissel" she smiled and pulled me towards her. My cock plunged into her and speared right through her hymen.
"Aah!" She screamed. I could see blood trickle down from her opening. I remembered this. She had taught me to read, and given me access to her library. I remembered this from an old book I had read. When women first have sex their hymen gets broken and they usually bleed. Nothing to be concerned about.
"Keep going Sissel. It hurts now but it won't in a minute. Keep going." She winced. I pushed into her, until about half of me was inside her. Her insides spasmed, fluttering over my cock. It felt heavenly. One of the greatest sensations I'd ever had.
"Do it Sissel, do it again" she moaned, the pain having passed by now, leaving only pleasure in its wake. I thrust again, feeling my spines rub against her walls. She clawed at the sheets and squirmed in obvious pleasure. I felt amazing too, with her walls spasming and rippling all over my length.
"Sissel, you feel unbelievable. Fuck me harder" she moaned, breathless. I didn't need the encouragement, I immediately picked up the pace, thrusting in and out of her at constantly increasing pace. She felt amazing. My technique was so inexperienced, and I often messed up or even slipped out of her.
"I'm sorry. I'm terrible at this" I said between moans. "No you aren't Sissel, you're perfect" she groaned, smiling at me. I could feel every contour of her spasming walls. Wet and warm and feeling like a silken vice. She was just as inexperienced as I was. I'd read some books too, but none of them had prepared me for this.
"Lisa... I feel something weird..." I moaned. I'd only gotten so far into that book, and this was entirely new to me. She groaned and grabbed my ass and pulled me into her, burying me to the hilt in her tight, wet cunt.
"Lisa it feels weird" I moaned, feeling cum travel up my length. Her pussy clamped down around me so hard I thought I'd lose circulation to my cock. It rippled, from my base up to my tip, over and over again, milking me. I felt cum shoot out of me, going straight into her womb. I was overcome with a heavenly sensation, the greatest pleasure I've ever felt. Cumming deep inside the love of your life... It makes you feel whole.
"You just came inside my Sissel" she smiled and pulled me into a tight hug. "Sissel... If I were to get pregnant, what do you think we would name our child?" She asked. I gave it a lot of thought, but I had no answer.
"Sissel! Sissel, it's happening!" She screamed, squeezing my hand so tight I thought I heard the bones creaking. "I know Lisa, I know" I smiled and squeezed back. Ten months. She ran out of her medicine a month ago, and we weren't sure if she'd survive long enough, but she did. She made it.
"Ones a boy, and the others a girl!" The doctor smiled, handing the babies over to Lisa. We weren't sure if they'd be human or cats like me, but in the end one of them turned out to be a cat, and the other a human. He was a cat, with a coat of beautiful black like mine, and his eyes were like Lisa's. She was a human, her hair was gold like Lisa's, and her eyes blue like mine.
"Sissel... They're beautiful..." She smiled, but her voice was weak. So very weak. The monitor started beeping. "She's flatlining!" The doctor yelled. An entire team of doctors rushed in, ushering me out of the room. Everything moved in slow motion. An hour passed between footsteps, voices and sounds just passed by me.
"I'm sorry. She's dying." The doctor said. His face showed sorrow, but it was a fake sorrow. He had distanced himself from this. He didn't actually care, and I hated him for it.
"Sissel..." She smiled, laying in her hospital bed. Her whole body was weak. Her disease had spread through her body, and she could barely move. "I want... You... To have... This..." She smiled again and untied her bandanna. She delicately reached over and tied it around my neck. The doctor made her drink some of the medicine, the last of it they had.
"This has been in my family since the day the first humans were brought into this world" she smiled. That had been at least three hundred years ago. The bandanna was in wonderful condition for something that old.
"Lisa, I finally decided what to name them." I smiled, with tears in my eyes. "I'll name him Michael, and I'll name her... Lisa" I said, tears dripping onto the sheets of her hospital bed. "Those names are perfect" she said, with tears of joy.
"Take care of our children Sissel... I love you" she smiled and shut her eyes. She didn't open them again. I broke down and cried. The love of my life passed away before my eyes, and I couldn't do anything. My entire life. My love. The most wonderful woman in the world... Gone.
"Sissel... I'm so sorry" I said, wrapping him in a hug. I felt his tears on my shoulder, and I squeezed him tighter. To go through all that, it's unimaginable. I don't think I could have kept going if I had gone through something like that. "Let's go have some dinner" I smiled and pulled him off to the kitchen.
"Oh my god Sissel, this salmon is amazing!" I said. It was delicious, and it practically melted in your mouth! "Yeah, I'm a pretty good cook. Salmon was always my favorite" he smiled, picking his up in his hands and devouring it.
"So, your dream of making the perfect coffee, your collar, and your bandanna... Lisa really affected your life" I said, smiling. He smiled longingly again. "Yeah, I loved her." He said, sighing happily. Then something occurred to me.
"Wait a second. You said you had twins, where are they?" I asked, curiously. It seemed odd. I hope nothing happened to them too. "they're asleep upstairs. Their babysitter puts them to bed around eight" he smiled. I checked the clock and it was eight twenty. He'd actually gotten home about on time. Impressive.
"So, would you care to head to my room, or would you rather end the night as it is?" he asked, smiling that charming smile again. I never noticed it before, but Sissel was a great guy. I would have gone all the way with him, but the question got answered for me.
"Daddy!" The two kids cheered in unison, running up and wrapping each of his legs in a separate hug. One of them was a girl about eight, and the other was a boy of the same age. Some women are weirded out by finding out their date has kids, but it thought they were adorable.
"Hey there, ya little ankle biters" Sissel laughed, patting them both on the heads. "Who's that?" Michael asked, pointing at me and clinging tighter to his father's leg.
"This is Sarah, she's a friend of mine who came over to share dinner with me" he smiled and scratched Michael behind his ears. Michael purred. "Are you dating her?" Lisa asked, tilting her head. "What? Noooo... I don't think so at least. Are we?" Sissel asked. A charming black cat with two beautiful children. I didn't even have to think about it. "Yes. Me and your father are dating" I smiled.
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-I'm not gonna lie, this has been one of my favorite stories ever. I get to write about things I like, I get to put in a bunch of characters of mine, and I get to have fun with it.
-I would very much appreciate it if you could comment on this with any thoughts or criticisms you have. I want your thoughts :P