VOLUME 2
A melodic song echoed over the beauty of a large chamber, its graceful harmony filling the air, growing in volume with higher voices joining the natural chorus. The overwhelming smell of petrichor drifted through a crack of wood, while the gentle drops of heavy dew splattered through the hole and echoed around the landscape. Out of a violet night, an array of colours timidly sprawled up the walls as the world’s flame rose above the horizon, revealing rings of a tree that swirled aground the room; the light was the stunning image of a royal blue and dark red, that reflected around the dazzling droplets that fell from the skies.
Dangling lanterns were spaced equally, formed out of the wall’s body, holding green flames that flickered in the looming shades around the space and refused to attack their wooden cages. Alongside these lights, hung black draperies, or banners, that were bordered by a shimmering gold border; on each rested the image of a red horse, a wing of feather protruding its side; the mare rested upon a sea of green leaves and reared into the sky.
As blooming sunlight broke through thin cracks and crevices, it engulfed the room; its revealing touch showed a singular difference in the floor; dead centre, sat a wide, circular dip that was led down to by small steps. It was filled to the brim with a glowing, opaque liquid. Somehow the colourful substance looked thick, like custard, but also thin and flowing like it was water; its turquoise tint was vibrant and was near to blinding as the sun’s power hit. Within the waters, lied a familiar figure with his eyes closed in a trance of relaxation, facing the rays of sunlight that embraced his broad shoulders with soothing heat. The water rippled lightly by him a few times, no doubt an attribute of the strange element. Charles slept under the alluring colour, as a winged creature now hovered around the opening that let in so much light, its wings were not so much wings, though; shadowy effects whipped rapidly alongside its orange feathered torso, like a bird in all regards, except the strange dark matter than elevated it.
The reverberating tapping of naked feet on wood and the crack of a heel on floors rolled through the passageways that led to this calm enclosure; the approaching footsteps were dulled by the whispers accompanying them. Their words, though they should have been silent, were emitted from the air, as if it were being projected everywhere, a magical voice that hushed into any mind close. The voice spoke like it was in song, an unknown dance of tongues that flowed like water in a stream. The voices stopped, before two figures stood at the large opening to the peaceful chamber. Stepping with determination into the room, they converged on the shimmering bath. One of the intruders stepped to the side of a still unconscious Charles. The other, less relaxed in its nature, stood at the bottom of the circle. A hand gently brushed the face of bliss, as its owner kneeled effortlessly beside the man.
With a sharp breath and expanding eyes, the hypnotised Englishman shuddered himself awake. His eyes were glazed with a look of bewilderment, unable to stare at anything for hope of it being even more strange. His eyes rested on the gooey bath, his mouth agape and breath gone. After phasing back into reality, he glanced from the strange creature towards his feet, then to the other resting a hand on his head. While it took time to gather his thoughts, he observed the incredible humanoids surrounding him; the first stood stoutly in a strange attire. First he looked to the legs, taking in the purple pigment of the skin. The leg was like that of any fit female, but spread out along the flawless, oily skin - that reflected the glory of the day – were small shapes, like flowers. They were small and their centres shone a strong amber. These shapes headed gorgeously shaped markings or tattoos of some kind, a similar amber than that of the glowing gems in her skin. Aside from this, her body was like that of any human female, although that of a stunning standard. Her garbs were few. They were a polished silver metal, that sat on her pretty skin without any support or straps. The material covered her blatantly huge breasts, the armour perfectly contouring the shape of even her nipples. More covered her nethers, however it was less revealing than that over her globes and more wrapped in a single band around each limb. Her toned neck led up to an outstanding face, which was coated in a slightly paler purple; her brilliantly formed features held no flaws and her big eyes glared coldly at him, but the coldness behind could not change the appearance they held. What astonished him beyond his belief, however, was the curled ivory springing from her heavy black hair, which was so colourless that no light could shine from its long strands. The horns were short and twisted backwards from her hairline, around her pointed ears. Bright gold twirled up on imprinted patterns and capped the tips with a point; long, glittering strands of the same form, flowed and rattled from her ornate headpieces.
His eyes strayed to the other figure, whose beaming face was only inches from his. He found somehow, that she was even more beautiful than the busty animal ahead of him, but she was different in an otherworldly manner. The specimen was entirely the same as her companion, but her own crown was topped by a set of platinum antlers, her skin was a pale blue, and her legs below the knee were that of a gazelle. Her slender, naked body led down to the fur that bristled to her petite hooves. Her small and cute mouth was youthful, as its open dimpled smile harboured her licking tongue over her white teeth. Her adorably deep eyes were entirely blue, as though they held the blue of the sky within them. She breathed his smell in through her nose and closed her eyes in elation as his wondrous scent filled her.
Charles’ excitement grew and he finally noticed the explosion of feelings that were affecting his submerged groin, a shuddering arousal that he was unable to find the source of under the thick water. More water rippled above where his legs floated. He kept a blank face and glanced between the two goddesses that observed him. His close new acquaintance stood to her full height, her small breasts bouncing slightly in the morning light. The naked woman stepped over to her armoured friend, displaying her small and toned behind. She whispered into her ear, still showing her pretty butt to their guest. They took one last glance at him, before silently sauntering. He wasn’t sure, but he thought the naked creature left with a wink in his direction.
Charles was left in silence. He relaxed his arms back to his sides and embraced the now unbelievable sensations pumping through his body, as though it were an electric shock shooting up his incredibly stiff member and around his bones. As he basked in the glorious light. He didn’t care if it was some kind of dream, though he doubted he could ever imagine something so amazing, and he let the feelings flood through him. After a few pleasurable minutes, the feeling that leapt through him became less multidirectional, and instead he felt a warm and wet physicality sliding up and down his sensitive cock; he lifted his head in shock and frowned down into the pool. His arms dropped below and sought out for anything in the water. He found his abdomen and moved further to his groin. The liquid still confused him, because despite his body being attached, his limbs felt singular and disconnected. He found and gripped the base of his tingling shaft, which still felt like it wasn’t his own. He held it and as the motion started to slip again onto him, he felt juicy lips rub against his warm fingers. The movement stopped and the supple mouth rested against his base.
Suddenly, the opening left his cock and the feeling of wet excitement was replaced with the same numb pleasure, as he stared at the surface, he saw thick ripples moving away from him below the its colour. He stepped his feet down the steps, into the pool. Eventually, dipping his head below the water, surrounding it in a feeling of euthanasia and relaxation; now that he was below the waterline, it was the most dreamy thing he’d ever been in. The area beneath was actually airy and open now that his head was under. He sill floated and it was still numbingly warm, but the surrounding platform was grass and flowers and bushes, and it was bigger, much bigger than it seemed above the surface. He breathed. Fresh air filled his lungs, and nothing followed. He looked down at his naked body, as it floated in the bubble, that had lost its tint and had become clear.
“Hello, Charles”, spoke a familiar voice from ahead of him; the voice was projected deeply into his mind, and he heard the smile that projected it. While he knew who it belonged to, the accent was different and new to him. He looked up from his twitching member that stuck out from his hovering midriff. She was different, to his surprise, but she was still as majestic as ever in his eyes. Her slender, yet shapely body had kept its wonderful shape, her shapely butt still firmly at the base of her back; her breasts were still the perfect shape and size to him and he felt his desire to feel them again; her skin, though, was a gentle magenta colour, somewhere between red and pink; her body was decorated with white stripes and patterns, all up her legs and torso were swirling and interlocking lines of white. Her soft breasts held a spiral of white that looped around her excited nipples. Her vibrancy was illuminated by her facial features, which kept the very same shape, and he realised now why she looked so unlike any native. Her pointed ears danced about in the weightless air, and her white-striped, black locks of hair flowed around her, and was not parted by any horn or ornament.
Her seductive eyes – her irises now a glowing white, that swirled around her dilated pupils - looked up at him from her bowed head, as she held a devilish smile with her supple lips, that had a darker magenta, and flickered her lids. He moved his arms as though he was swimming, drifting towards her across the ten foot width with his excited genitals bobbing below him; her eyes were locked on her favourite toy and she bit her lip. Her pale white teeth complimented the skin of her face and the stripes of her hair. It was the most glorious sight he’d ever seen and the entirety of her face brought twinges along his cock. He slowed and floated into his lover, pressing there bodies against one another in a meaningful kiss. The two twisted and spun in the pool as they desperately attacked each other’s mouths. His rigid penis nestled against her hot lips as he lift her waist to his hips. Astral moaned and breathed into their kiss, as she pressed her tits into his pecs and he grabbed at her impressive butt. She squealed and her voice broke as he slid his cock along her lips, pushing himself hard on her entrance.
“Wait”, moaned Astral, “Let me”. She reached her arm between them, grabbing his rock-hard shaft. Her eyes close and she grinned to reveal her dazzling teeth again; he hands moved along the thick girth, and his cock suddenly became slick with the most pleasant wetness.
“Holy…”, Charles shuddered, his heading spinning.
“Now you’re ready, go ahead and plough me big guy”, she moaned, grinning into another kiss. “Oh and what do you think of me- the way I look?” She added shyly to her partner.
“I think you’re a wonder, I love these marks… are they painted on?”
“Of course not” she giggled “they’re me, all over”. She winked and smiled sweetly. “Are you going to fu-“ she started. Charles pushed his moist head into the soft lips of her vagina, pushing it gently into her moist pussy. A third of his cock slipped into her, bringing a gasp from each partner. Each of them grinned in their ecstasy and continued to ferociously kiss. Astral wrapped her vibrantly-striped legs around his back, and pushed herself down onto his pole.
“Oh fuck yes” she screamed and tense around him, “I’ve had to spend days only swallowing your big cock while you slept” she laughed, he grabbed her ass and slapped at her cheeks.
“I’ve missed having it in me”, she groaned as she sexily rotated her hips.
“I wish I’d felt it in my dreams” he replied, staring into the sexiness of her eyes. He lifted her by her behind, kneading her saturated flesh before dropping her back onto his groin.
“Oh yes Charles… yes” she whispered into his neck, “harder, please fuck me harder” she cried as he continued to lift and drop her. He smirked and kissed her slender neck. In agreement, he unhooked her legs and held her thighs tightly; her legs were spread in either direction, and her arms hooked around his back. Her face was almost crying out of anticipation, as she begged him to pound her. Charles pulled her into him and kicked their way to the side of the underwater paradise. As Astral’s beautiful behind bounced against the wall, her partners cock ran into her.
“Holy fuck, you pretty boy. Will you just pound your princess?” She asked commandingly, as she gazed into his eyes.
“You know I find you even more beautiful now?”, he asked, before slamming his wet cock into her pussy. She moaned uncontrollably as he started pounding hard into her, spreading her hands around the wall of the pool, clasping at the leafy texture. The humping figure now placed his feet on the floor and pushed into his beautiful companion with a passion.
“Cha- oh my-… Charles you’re ma-… ohhh fu———ck!” She screamed through tears of joy, her body convulsed into him, and her mouth opened agape as she screamed up to the surface. Charles changed to a faster pace, as she twitched on his hands. His cock glided in and out at an impressive speed, the unnatural lubricant negating anything soreness; she dropped her head and cried out with every thrust he made.
“Screw me with that beast… please don’t hold back”, she groaned, losing all control over her body. As he continued to power into her wet pussy, his balls slapped in the silence around them.
“Ughh”, exhaled a limp Astral, as her head fell to his chest. He slipped his weapon inside her, prompting an unhappy groan from the weak woman. He dropped her legs gently and turned her, he grabbed her waste and lifted her half-conscious masterpiece of a body to the ground behind him; Charles rested Astral’s colourful skin on the grassy floor, her face against the floor and her ass raised upon her bent knees from the ground.
“Please…” repeated the woman, mumbling into the ground as she smiled in fatigue. He gripped her thick behind that was at its best now, massaged and slapped the fat cheeks of her anus. Once more, he guided his long penis into her wanting nethers; his cock-end slid in to the hilt. A muffled moan was projected into his mind, as though she was moaning into his ear. He held her just-thick-enough thighs, pounding pleasurably into her vagina. His balls continued to slap into her groin and her fat ass slapped around his penetrating cock. He moaned at the tightness of her hole and bit his own lip to wake himself up from the excitement. He felt her faintly twitching and contracting her vagina as she came again under his force.
“Bring my hand to your base”, spoke his fuckdoll after recovering all the energy she was able. He withdrew his barrel from her and brought her hand to it. She held it and he felt a recovering pleasure as if he’d just cum wash over his groin.
“Your balls”, she said afterwards with a smirk on her face. He did the same again, his excitement building at this incredible situation. Her hand clasped at his now wet ballsack, that hung below his cock, as she held it, he watched it grow in her hand. His balls and the bag around them expanded and throbbed at her touched, until they were at least two times the size; as she let go, he felt the aching sensation of his balls overflowing and groped at his gigantic balls.
“Oh shit”, he groaned, “How did you do that?”.
“I’ll explain later, just fuck your woman”, she whispered into his mind. So he slipped his big dick into her cunt, his heavy ballsack bouncing against the top of her groin and even along the bottom of her stomach. She groaned and remained slumped to the ground, shaking as he humped against her. He groaned loudly, as they both felt one another’s pleasure among their own. Charles could barely hold himself from breaking down in a fit of pleasure.
“God you’re so tight”, shook the man who was until recently a virgin, as he slapped his giant balls against the patterns between her thighs. She giggled to herself and lifted her hand to her active pussy. As she was pounded into the ground, she closed her eyes and imagined what she desired.
You think that’s tight?, she laughed to herself. Without warning, Charles felt an unusually strong swelling from the base to the head of his dick. He stopped and held himself in her. She felt the giant cock growing to an eleven inch tree-trunk, giant cock; she moaned and groaned and her body lost even more strength as her limbs went completely limp. She came again as her walls were filled by her man’s newfound girth. Charles fell onto her ass and felt his prick grow and become enclosed by moist walls. He slowly slid in and out of her now impossibly tight fanny, his massive girth flashing with both of their unbelievable pleasure. Astral cried loudly in his head and he picked up to a rhythmic thrust, burying himself in the snug pussy over and over. Each time they moaned and cried without holding back. His huge balls filled and slapped against her tight body, boiling and begging for release. A stream of pleasure flowed along the fat pipe below his shaft, which was followed by another flood of excitement around his groin when his partner felt his own building climax. He thrusted desperately at his companion, a wet slap shattering the air, and his cock started to pulsate inside her, which he felt as if it was in him. His massive cock was brought till only the tip remained; both partners screamed out of their combined orgasm and shook uncontrollably. As each naked body quivered and shook, his giant balls shot a waterfall of cum into her pussy, feeling like his own groin was being jettisoned with jizz. After at least ten blasts that filled and overflowed her pussy, he whipped his dick from between them in his unstable state to reveal how enormous his penis now was. His two hands only just reached around it as he stroked it like he was jerking off a cannon. His woman screamed when his cock left and allowed her walls to close in again; his blasts of thick cum flew out of his swollen head and over her ass, onto her back. The single shot was like a bowl of milk that cascaded down her back. More cannon-blasts crashed into her firm cheeks, spraying around them and making them shake. They both screamed and bellowed as they were destroyed by their cumming, his jets sprayed all over her magenta body, the beautiful white of her skin pattern mixed with his liquid, her back was nearly coated as he collapse onto his side; he remained awake as his endless balls emptied onto the grass and Astral’s legs. She followed suit and fell so that his elephant cock spooned her white-plastered ass; His seed continued to squirt onto her back in a gentle stream. They both shuddered physically and Charles did his best to embrace her while his member fired on her and him. They drifted off to sleep, still feeling his globes emptying over them both.
Charles peacefully drifted awake; his eyes stayed shut in the melodic chamber, but he felt an unbelievable sensation moving stranglingly tight up the still overwhelming size of his cock, as he lied on his back in the soft grass.
“Astral?” He mumbled through a moan, “that feels incredible”. A muffled moan crept out of his companions mouth, like she was hiding her presence; the extremely tight feeling continued to glide up and down his tree, burying him in its area, that he found altogether new. No other skin touched his body, and the aching started to build in his massive testicles, as though this act had been going on throughout his slumber. He let his head fall back and bathed in the multitude of excitements that shot through him. After another minute, the skin of a firm butt clashed against his steel thighs, surrounding his penetrating fat prick.
Suddenly, he shot up on his elbows and opened the lids of his eyes, revealing a surprising image to his bewildered mind. His gazelle legged friend bounced up and down on his crotch, hovering in the magical liquid. Her limbs all spread into the air, and he didn’t understand how show was lifting and dropping herself so hard. Her back was arched and her head craned back in ecstasy, still muffling her moans with her hands.
“What the fuck?” He asked in the combination of pleasure and anger, observing the nudity that he slid into. She twisted her head to the side, flicking her navy-blue ponytail around her, her metal antlers glittering in the light. Her mouth formed a wry smirk, and her starry blue eyeballs looked towards the open mouthed stud.
“Did I wake you?”, she asked quietly, not even moving her lips - innocently - with a thick accent that slipped into his head. “Does it feel good my pet? Or do you want me to make it tighter…”, She giggled quietly and continued to measure his muscular body. She sped up now, slapping down onto his enlarged balls, that she squeezed hard; her hands barely covered half of his bag when she groped them, laughing to herself as she juggled his filling genitals.
“Oh… you-“, started Charles as he fell back under his excitement; the beautiful creature stretched the tiny passage of her ass over his dangerous cock, whining and moaning as she slipped her tight hole over the phallus that twitched, while it stretched her insides all the way to her pussy walls. Astral moaned loudly, her eyes still shut, and Charles remembered that they felt one another in this place. She twitched and tensed in her sleep, his semen trickling over her – from their session a few hours before - when she rolled onto her side.
“Oh that was naughty of her” remarked the sensual voice into her his head. “And what a big cock you have, human, the biggest I’ve seen.” She whispered, sliding down to the base of his cock.
“I thought it was big before, but look at what she’s done for me”, she giggled.
Unable to control himself, he clutched at the firm, yet small behind, groping at the pale blue cheeks out of lust. She moaned at his strong hands massaging her cheeks, and groaned gently in her throat. She lifted herself to his tip and twisted around in the weightless air. She now straddled his waste and beamed her stunningly blue eyes into his own rolled back irises. He looked at her strange, yet seemingly arousing feet – or hooves – and groaned through a frown.
“Don’t you like them?” The creature pouted atop him, as she started to slide down his member again. With that, her animalistic lower legs faded into the usual limbs he had become used to, and the fur sprinkled away like golden dust.
“Just for you, my new plaything,” she smiled and rested her knees on his thighs, lifted herself off of his muscles and back down with a slap. He moaned and exhaled in disbelief, bringing out a grin in the girl that rode him, her wondrous features following the adorable smile. Arching her back and leaning towards the astonished man, she placed her tingling lips on his, and interlocked with his open hands. A holy static fuzzed around his lips, as they collided with her own deep blue succulence; their mouths sensually mated and her tongue squeezed through his moving lips, and danced with the red of his own muscle. Her petite behind continued to rapidly squeeze onto his girth, every push stretching her tight anus around his cock. The slick insides now sent shivers along his length, as he started to match her thrusts with his own. She laughed through an excited squeal and his massive ballsack smacked against her oily behind.
“You feel so good” he exhaled into her mouth, “your arse is so tight, baby.” He grabbed at the pretty behind and slapped one cheek heavily.
“You feel even better, you man-devil.” She responded coyly, clutching his strong neck as she rode him enthusiastically. With heavy and jittery breaths she looked over to the curled up Astral; she saw her new sex toy staring at the shapely body that thrashed under the pleasure he felt.
“Would you like me to wake her?” She whispered, breaking their intimate kiss. “No, she won’t take it badly I promise-“ she moaned quietly, now using her real voice to speak with him, “And I can see you’d rather she was in my place…” she smiled at the him.
“I don’t know what if – what if she does?” He quivered slightly, his face now white with concern, only his new partner moving now. The blue trickster stretched her hand out and dance her fingers. Charles’ woman leapt up with a gasp and he saw her look to her groin. She moaned and stroked at her intimate parts, before turning to the loud slapping beside her, her eyes rested on the smiling creature that rode her companion. She bit at her lip and leant over Charles, dropping a breast to his mouth and her hand to his bulging balls. She moaned at the sensation as though they were her own testicles, rubbing and squeezing them crazily.
“We have things to do my Charles, are you ready to finish?” Astral asked into his shocked eyes. “Are you in there?” She laughed and groped his intimates harshly.
“Of c… of course I’m ready Astral.” He moaned innocently, starting to pound up into the small behind, bringing a series of groans from the woman who held him in her hand. His eyes closed in excitement. Cum built and flowed up his wide urethra, and his body tended up into the entrance like it had been shocked with electricity. His mouth latched around the meaty breasts, flicking the nipple quickly with his tongue, as he cried loudly into it. Cum burst from his head and into his visitor. Astral kissed at his forehead. His ropes of semen flew up into the blue specimen and he humped mindlessly at her; while the pleasure was nothing to compare with before, he whimpered into the breast he mouthed. The girl astride him rode him endlessly and cried outwardly. He gripped at her breast and rubbed her pussy, as the amazing cum flooded her sensitive ass.
Once he’d emptied himself into her, Charles collapsed back and breathed heavily. The girl of blue lifted herself from him and stood above him; she fiddled with her now gaped anus, as cum gushed out of it. Her hole contracted to its normal size, like she herself was controlling it. Astral kissed at the his cheek and rose slowly to her feet. As she did so, she grabbed his hand and pulled him til he stood.
Together, all three swam gently to the surface, appearing above the opaque liquid once again. As they emerged, the new arrival stepped out and was suddenly wearing a tight robe, whose glittering green silk dusted along the woody floor. Astral rose out of the water, and was wearing a tight reflective attire, which hugged her tightly and revealed her vibrantly coloured stomach. She was also clean, as though she hadn’t even been with him below the water. Charles, on the other hand, stepped out and saw that - still oversized – his flaccid member was still naked and free. He cleared his throat and the others turned to look at his dangling phallus. Astral smiled and pointed to a hovering set of garbs; Charles walked awkwardly to the elegant leather that was much like his partner’s. His flaccid penis created a bulge in the leather trousers’ thin crotch.
“Any chance I can get this sorted?” Asked Charles, resisting the now pointless temptation to cover his midriff.
“Of course… let me just-“ the younger girl said, as she stroked her hand gently over his bulge, bringing a tingling sensation through his now original length, “there we are, my name is Quille” she continued, giggling, before she quickly walked out of the chamber in her bare feet.
“Did you enjoy yourself, young Charles?” Astral spoke, watching as he donned his new attire.
“Yeah well- I mean- with you of course, but…” he stuttered in response, covering the red in his cheeks, his innocent soul still new to this world of sex and impurity.
She crept up to him and held his firm abdomen.
“Don’t worry.” She smiled, “I’ve never been the jealous type, but I hope you are.” She unhanded him and started towards the open doorway out of the room. Now fully clothed, Charles obediently followed her, taking in his surroundings with a bewildered mind.
The two exited a small hallway, into a wide room of sorts, but it held wide openings on each wall. His head arched up to observe the odd curvature of the ceiling, from which plant-like chandeliers swung back and force in the warm draft.
“What is this place?” Questioned Charles, running his bare hand along the smooth wooden structure.
“That’s going to take a long answer…” she replied, holding up her arms while she turned away from him “welcome to Olswillan, ‘The Isle of Love’”, she presented, chuckling as she continued “that’s what some of my people like to call our land, and you can see what would lead them to think that.”
Astral moved further into the wide area, plants and decorum spanned the room and filled it with a homeliness like no other; rustic tables sprouted from the floor, and sprung small leaves from their edges. Chairs joined these close to petite trees and shrubs that skirted the room, at times resting on rugs of bracts and twig. Bloom hovered around the room. Colourful, tiny birds like any other blew through like wind, singing like a thousand gentle musicians. As the couple stepped out into the glorious daylight, the freshest of air filled Charles’ lungs.
The air was like a drug that pumped through him and spilled euphoria into his body, as he stared toward the silhouette of Astral’s swaying behind. The sunlight was a warm orange. Adjusting to the sun, Charles peeled his eyes away and observed the utterly stunning surroundings. The greenest of grass and trees washed over the hilly and flowered ground, while vibrant creatures flew and leapt between the various flora. The palette of colours blinded all with its beauty; green and purple and orange hugged one another with majesty. The couple drifted into the populated outside.
So many unknowable things surrounded Charles, so he stopped and permitted his eyes to jump across groups of stunning beings, who reclined alongside the awe inspiring animals, that buzzed and leapt through the varied terrain. The open area adjacent to the building was populated by a simple path, whose stones were a shimmering midnight blue. Naked and clothed women like Astral and Quille reclined and strolled around in dream-like states, each of them beaming or eyeing him in his fancy clothing.
“Don’t worry…” Astral said, turning to him in his frozen state, “they’re just curious about you, my Charles, maybe you-“
“Where are all the men?” He blurted out. Charles continued to scan his surroundings and the marvellous women and girls that did the same to him.
She smiled and broke into gentle laughter, gripping his firm shoulder reassuringly.
“We don’t exactly have men…” she explained to a dumbstruck man. “Things here do not work like in your world.” she continued, as his jaw slumped open in wild thought.
“But how do you all…. Why are you…” He asked, trailing off whilst staring, confused, into her locked eyes.
“We aren’t born, we’re grown.” She stated, looking for some understanding in his face, and failing. “We choose what and how we are, but all of us are female… in different ways”. She continued, looking to her people proudly. Charles observed the gorgeous creations nearby him, their differences were so varied and wildly sexy that they couldn’t be natural.
“So how do you… do it?” He asked shyly, to the smiling woman. He looked down suggestively towards his midriff. In response, she gently gripped his schlong, sending a shiver up his spine and hardening it.
“We don’t need this, silly, women can enjoy each other too.” She said humorously, “but… we um… still have them” she added, tilting her head. His head shot back around to her in surprise.
“It’s not like your world, Charles” Astral stressed to him, “it’s just a pleasurable thing, just like yours, if we want them we can have them-“ she stepped back and held his arms. His face was still a mass of confusion.
“Do you want me to show you?” She asked him, squeezing him harder. “Just remember that it’s not like terra, it isn’t like turning into a man, just having the same parts for as long as we want. Golden dust sprinkled down from her waist and revealed her naked vagina in the open.
“O-ok… do you really want to show me here?” He asked, still being watched by the lovely looking ladies around him.
“We can go somewhere if that makes you more comfortable…” she whispered, taking his hand and leading him back into the serene building and up a flight of shapely wooden stairs. They stepped into a small room that maintained a collection of shelves, filled with ornaments and clutter. On the opposite side of the abode was a slim bed and ornate soft chair. She sat him down on the chair and stepped back a few feet from the seat.
“Are you ready?” She asked and was given an uncertain nod, “Just remember... nothing else changes, I just have different parts” she reassured him, as her eyes closed and the familiar gold effect swirled over her groin. He squinted to see through it, but saw nothing until it dissipated; the throbbing member poked through what was left of the dust, twitching and straining towards Charles. The magenta penis took the same shape as his own, the foreskin retracting over the white head.
“See, it’s still me Charles… I just share a piece of you” she grinned and gripped her dangling phallus lightly. At the touch he felt his own groin wake. He looked to his own groin and back to hers.
“Oh… are we still connected?”, she asked coyly, biting her finger, “I completely forgot…” she said. Her hand gripped tighter and started pumping her cock with a passion, staring at her still-new companion. His own midriff felt like it was being rubbed heavily, and he moaned subconsciously into his hand.
“Do you want me to stop, Charles?” She pouted with puppy eyes, moaning in the rough pleasure springing from her cock. He shook his head and started to rub his crotch through leather. Her head oozed with precum, which on inspection was a shimmering stream, like that under moonlight. It dripped to the floor and smothered her petite hand, which now squeezed at the shaft of her copycat dick.
“Let me help you with that” she said, waving the hand that was juggling her hanging balls towards him. In a moment, his hand was gripping his naked cock, which throbbed and dribbled the same level of jizz.
She smiled and winked to him, “looks like you’re enjoying the show… maybe you can relate more now.” As she gripped and stroked herself with both hands, she lowered to her knees in a seductive dance. Charles gazed into her eyes, copying her actions and doubling the ecstasy; Astral arched her back and masturbated into the air, lowering herself even further. As she lied on her back, with her legs still folded, Charles stepped over her with his swinging dick and observed her beaut, as she shut her eyes in a dreamy state. He gripped his pole and began started climbing his way toward climax, whilst his gorgeous partner jerked her cock upwards against her firm gut.
“Oh Charles… we feel incredible” she moaned seductively, the euphoria and excitement taking control, pushing her to stroke herself faster than was possible for her human counterpart. The speed shook them both and each of them groaned loudly in shared pleasure, four balls teeming with hot cum. Charles exhaled through an agape mouth, squeezing himself and clutching at his testes; his partner continued to magically glide up her throbbing shaft, a high scream starting to escape her throat. Her eyes were wide and beamed up from his eyes to his looming cock, which itself looked to her jiggling breasts. Charles and Astral moaned and screamed the same words respectively, their bodies quivering before their dams burst.
“It’s coming!” Was emitted through the walls of the building and into the ears of the aroused peoples; Charles’ escape first, as he shot a thick stream of pale seed between her tits, coaxing the excitement from his partner which caused a thicker spray of glittering liquid below her chin and her collarbone. Another shot from each of them, bringing wheezes from them both – as Astral’s voice broke from screaming – hit her breasts and mouth, mixing his sweet white nectar with her moonlike life-source; her open mouth allowed the liquid to pour down her throat like a mountain stream. More of her cum splattered against her chest and coated the floor.
Meanwhile, Charles had moved further over her, in his state of incredible pleasure, and now aimed his weapon onto her face; his refreshing paint smothered her pretty face, hitting her cheeks and mouth. His cock twinged with unexplainable excitement and continued to blast her beaming, smiling mouth with a clouded mind. She released her member and allowed it to spurt cum onto itself, while she gripped and stroked Charles’ cock towards her lips; he was forced roughly to his knees, and immediately started thrusting his wet cock into her inviting mouth. More pleasure erupted and another two huge ropes of cum fired down inside her, as she devoured and teased his urgent head. He breathed and groaned heavily as the unmanageable pleasure nearly knocked him out. She continued to suckle on her new meal, until she took him from her mouth and raised her clenched fist.
“Hold tight, young Charles, you might need some more sleep soon…” she moaned onto his head, her eyes looking up into his closed lids. Out of nowhere, she clicked her fingers harshly, and moved his cockhead below her small chin. A wave of immediate pleasure shot through Charles like a shock he’d never felt, and forced cum out of his angrily twitching member. He continued to groan and whine… his groin screaming with arousal. As his mind misted over, she juggled his balls and glided her hand over his erection. His member magically morphed into the previously huge weight of pure cock, as it had earlier. She clicked again, causing her partner to lurch from above and onto his back, leading her to climb him and allow his seed to shoot up at her chest.
“Astral…. It f-f-feels too good. I can’t…” he cried through tears of pleasure, his eyes forcing themselves open and closed to see the magnificence of his giant prick shooting spunk onto his magical beauty.
“Oh, I know Charles…” she giggled, bowing her head to catch a blast of warm jizz in her mouth, spilling over her dazzling white teeth. She clicked again. “That’s why I won’t stop… even when you’re dreaming.” She seductively spoke, as she flicked twice and covered his uncontrollable cock with her stretched mouth. As barrels of semen creamed into her desperate throat, the buckets of seed from before cascaded over her and she moved her hand from his giant balls to what was now her tight pussy once more, so that she could massage it into her.
“I th… I think I’m going… to-“ he trailed off as his head collapsed back to the wood floor and his eyes shut. She flicked again and continued to suck on his length, smiling gladly while she near enough drowned herself in his bottomless cum. She rose from him, allowing his freed head to spray more jizz.
“You’re going to be mine forever, Charlie.”
