Becoming Monsters 1: Ch. 12

"The answer is probably lots of foreplay and lube," Honoka replied practically, shrugging. Walking over to the side of the bed, she picked up a massager and turned it on. "How do you want it?"

Sighing, Eve marched across the bed and fell on her back into the pillows, spreading herself out like she was about to make a snow angel. "Goblins are weird - its a Race thing - but we no longer have any pain receptors. All pain translates as a different kind of pleasure in our heads. It sounds like fifty shades of a good time until you live it, then you find yourself moaning while you run a knife down your arm. It also means we need to pay attention to injuries because we can't tell the difference between a good time or bleeding out. Most goblins become sexual deviants or insane battle fanatics." Turning her red eyes to Honoka's own wide cobalt blue ones, she leered. "I like it rough, maybe too rough, and if I begin to lose it, don't be afraid to choke me out. If I'd known today would turn into this, I would have brought my chains and whips."

"Let's work up to that." Honoka sat on the bed and placed the wand's head gently onto the bright green nub above her female flower. With a growl, the goblin snatched the massager out of Honoka's hands and smashed the round plastic into her pussy, moaning as she found the dial and ramped it up to the highest setting.

"Oh yeah, that right there!" The green woman stretched as she brought her legs together and worked herself over. "This might take a minute, you ok waiting?"

Shrugging, Honoka grabbed the bottle of lube sitting next to two empty vials and sat down on the bed. "Sure. I wear a harness I keep the Beast bound inside. Once I take it off things become less...urgent." Looking over the masturbating woman only inches away from her, her dick pulsed and she gulped. "Still urgent, though."

"Cool. Um, hey, tell me about yourself, seeing as we're getting married in a few hours? Like, I don't even know what pronoun to use. Do you prefer zhe?"

"Definitely she/her," Honoka replied, pouring a little lube on herself and a bit more around the mashing massager. "The Change didn't alter my identity; it just gave me a penis. Might have strongly influenced me into lesbianhood, but I acquired a thing for naked girls as early as junior high. I can't say it is all the dick. When I was really young, I thought I liked guys after spying some of my cousins, but now I don't know. Mostly-lesbian afro-asian woman with some bi-curiosity and her own Doomcock?" While the conversation was more honest than Honoka would customarily share with anyone, Eve had a point: they were going to be married. "Don't know if I've ever put that all into words before."

"Sounds...ha...fascinating." The goblin woman arched her back and bit her lip, drawing a little bluish-colored blood. "We should continue...after you nail me...with your sledgehammer..."

Honoka didn't need anything more, kneeling between the short legs of the woman and opening her folds with one hand as she put another layer of lubricant on them both, then eased her black penis to the entrance. Before going in, both of them realized the truth: it might not fit.

"Shove your Mandingo in my hole before I start biting!" The insistent woman emphasized her point by pushing her hips forward and thrusting most of the love truncheon inside with a groan of pleasure leaking past her fangs.

Leaning forward to achieve more leverage, Honoka tried to comply, shoving her salami a third of its sixteen-inch length before bottoming out inside the other woman. Said goblin woman howled, a weird metallic note entering the scream as she threw her head back and let loose. Honoka flinched at the sound but decided to stay on target and tried her best to gyrate into a rhythm.

The futa-girl was familiar with the mechanics of Missionary, but there was only so much porn actually relates to real life. Eve kept rubbing the vibrator into her clit with her hands while her legs reached around Honoka's back as much as possible and tried to push her deeper inside. It wasn't helping Honoka because the size of her penis was against her, not getting enough into the tight cunt made it difficult to aim and thrust. The vibrator was on a high enough setting, sometimes touching her on the shaft in a way that Honoka wasn't sure whether she wanted more or if she wanted to throw it across the room so she could finish.

No one ever says how much work sex is. After twenty-one minutes, two howling orgasms from Eve (one leaving scratches down Honoka's arms) and nearly to the point of throwing in the towel, Honoka was relieved more than anything to feel the pressure of her semen building up at her base. A final jerk, penetrating herself in as far as she was able to go, her contractions bent Honoka's exhausted body into an unplanned motorboat. The black woman - as much as she could think past gout after spurting gout of cum splashed out of the quivering green cunt, soaking both women and the bed - was surprised to find Eve's skin soft and warm, not at all like the roughness it looked like it would feel like. After going flaccid and sliding out with the tiniest of dribbles from her urethra, Honoka dozed for a bit on top of her goblin fiancé.

"Did it work?" Honoka's arm shook when the goblin underneath brought her out of the unplanned nap.

Rolling over, Honoka blinked as a blue screen flashed in front of her eyes before fading away.

First, Honoka was happy this didn't include another crazy Whiteness dream, already a plus. Second, when did she get her third level? Before she called up her Status to find out, Diane threw open the door and walked in.

"All done? Good." Tossing a water bottle and towel next to Honoka, the succubus whipped her tail around to point behind herself. "Hydrate, clean up and then hurry into the other room. We are burning daylight and I honestly think Banda might chicken out if you don't begin quickly."