Stay put
AnimeVore,GTS,GT,Shrink,Unbirth,AnalVore
chapter 70
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· original author:
somedude248
Moaning in ecstasy even as her tremendous form began to lay down, Mihoshi was still overwhelmed by the tremendous orgasm that she had just felt. Granted, it had been rather...unconventional, but it was probably the best sex she had ever had, and considering the competition during the week, that was saying quite a bit.
"I've gotta do that again," she moaned, almost feeling regret over having to shrink back down to a mere 10 feet. Still, the reality of returning to a more manageable scale didn't bother her too much, the next time she felt really randy, a quick bath in Yagami's lasers would propel her to skyscraper size and let her have some fun with her lovely bug man.
Speaking of which, she could still feel the tiny pulsing form of Tenchi within her, moving and sending wave after wave of pleasure through her body. He seemed to be in no hurry to leave, which made Mihoshi smile, even as her eyes flickered from all the pleasure she felt. She and the man she loved so much were one, poetic and romantic, if not very odd to the average passerby. She could only hope he had enjoyed the experience nearly as much as she had.
There was still a good deal of time before Mihoshi and Tenchi were expected to go inside. Feeling Tenchi's movements inside of her steamy, wettened cunt, Mihoshi laid down, moaning and contorting in pleasure. She'd prolong the experience for a bit longer before the two of them headed inside for dinner, and in Tenchi's case, a shower.
On the other hand, she could always just give him a nice tounge bath to clean him off once he was ready to come out of her cavern. She'd make sure every inch of Tenchi was cleaned off. The thought made her smile even wider.
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The cold, dark bubble that had surrounded the bed was interpreted by Primaron as a 'no'. Washu seemed determined to ignore him, and the bubble, a nonconductor, was designed specifically to ensure not even the slightest spark could enter and feed the energy parasite.
"Didn't work huh?" a voice from within spoke.
"No. It appears she plans to turn us over to the lapdogs bonded to each other. I don't know about you my dear, but being stuck in someone else's body while it rots in a prison cell for all eternity is not my idea of a pleasant existence.
"At least you can leave," Kiyone answered. "I'm stuck."
"Not necessarily. If I can get a message out to one of my bases, I can summon a rescue party that will allow us to quickly and discretely escape."
"Escape?" Kiyone whispered, the thoughts only audible in the shared consciousness of the pair.
"Believe me. I would prefer to send an armada here to reduce my old colleague's lab, along with the rest of this worthless civilization to rubble, but I cannot risk the attention it would bring. There will be other opportunities to seize Jurinian artifacts and complete my experiment.
"You don't need the sword," Kiyone answered. "You need the guy wielding it."
"What, the Terran insect?"
"He's Jurinian, half Jurinian anyway. And like I was trying to tell you before, he can use the Light Hawk wings."
"So then I'll take him with me, and he can spend the rest of his days as my test subject. That's not too dramatic a plan alteration."
"Speaking of which", Kiyone asked, "how do we escape?"
"I just need 25 seconds alone with a console in this lab to send a signal. Not even Washu's security is that good."
"You think you can outsmart Washu?"
"My dear," Primaron answered condescendingly, "I've spend countless centuries studying and improving upon her designs. She may be loathe to admit it, but I understand her mind better than she does. Outsmarting her is easy because I know how she thinks."
"I've gotta do that again," she moaned, almost feeling regret over having to shrink back down to a mere 10 feet. Still, the reality of returning to a more manageable scale didn't bother her too much, the next time she felt really randy, a quick bath in Yagami's lasers would propel her to skyscraper size and let her have some fun with her lovely bug man.
Speaking of which, she could still feel the tiny pulsing form of Tenchi within her, moving and sending wave after wave of pleasure through her body. He seemed to be in no hurry to leave, which made Mihoshi smile, even as her eyes flickered from all the pleasure she felt. She and the man she loved so much were one, poetic and romantic, if not very odd to the average passerby. She could only hope he had enjoyed the experience nearly as much as she had.
There was still a good deal of time before Mihoshi and Tenchi were expected to go inside. Feeling Tenchi's movements inside of her steamy, wettened cunt, Mihoshi laid down, moaning and contorting in pleasure. She'd prolong the experience for a bit longer before the two of them headed inside for dinner, and in Tenchi's case, a shower.
On the other hand, she could always just give him a nice tounge bath to clean him off once he was ready to come out of her cavern. She'd make sure every inch of Tenchi was cleaned off. The thought made her smile even wider.
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The cold, dark bubble that had surrounded the bed was interpreted by Primaron as a 'no'. Washu seemed determined to ignore him, and the bubble, a nonconductor, was designed specifically to ensure not even the slightest spark could enter and feed the energy parasite.
"Didn't work huh?" a voice from within spoke.
"No. It appears she plans to turn us over to the lapdogs bonded to each other. I don't know about you my dear, but being stuck in someone else's body while it rots in a prison cell for all eternity is not my idea of a pleasant existence.
"At least you can leave," Kiyone answered. "I'm stuck."
"Not necessarily. If I can get a message out to one of my bases, I can summon a rescue party that will allow us to quickly and discretely escape."
"Escape?" Kiyone whispered, the thoughts only audible in the shared consciousness of the pair.
"Believe me. I would prefer to send an armada here to reduce my old colleague's lab, along with the rest of this worthless civilization to rubble, but I cannot risk the attention it would bring. There will be other opportunities to seize Jurinian artifacts and complete my experiment.
"You don't need the sword," Kiyone answered. "You need the guy wielding it."
"What, the Terran insect?"
"He's Jurinian, half Jurinian anyway. And like I was trying to tell you before, he can use the Light Hawk wings."
"So then I'll take him with me, and he can spend the rest of his days as my test subject. That's not too dramatic a plan alteration."
"Speaking of which", Kiyone asked, "how do we escape?"
"I just need 25 seconds alone with a console in this lab to send a signal. Not even Washu's security is that good."
"You think you can outsmart Washu?"
"My dear," Primaron answered condescendingly, "I've spend countless centuries studying and improving upon her designs. She may be loathe to admit it, but I understand her mind better than she does. Outsmarting her is easy because I know how she thinks."
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