Not The Answer Naota Was Looking For.
AnimeVore,GTS,GT,Shrink,Unbirth,AnalVore
chapter 16
by
copier
· original author:
primus359
"Cause..." she said simply and seemed inclined to just leave the explanation where it was.
"Because?" Naota echoed, failing miserably at keeping the frustration out of his tone, "what do you mean because?"
"Ugh, Tak-kun," she said with a massive groan and much rolling of eyes, "you can be such a stick-in-the-mud sometimes!" Her eyes narrowed at him as she continued, "you've got a giant, beautiful woman held captive on your bed and you want to talk her ear off with stupid questions?"
"You're not the captive one here," he shot back, "you aren't the one who just rode around between your bo... uh... your boo..."
"My what," she smiled down at him, sensing his hesitation. In an instant she had shucked off her jacket and was tossing it aside. The motion caused Naota to lose his balance on the uneven terrain again and by the time he was back on his feet, she had also removed her shirt and had resumed her position reclining back on his bed.
Naota's eyes nearly bugged out of his head. He had ridden between her breasts; but with almost no light reaching him, admiring the view had not been an option. He had already seen her naked; but only as part of his dream and somehow, this was much more real. Her massive breasts waited proudly on her chest. Restrained, now, only by a simple red bra. She wasn't breathing hard, but each breath seemed to cause her breasts to swell in as if threatening to break free from their final restraint. No wonder he'd barely been able to move.
A giggle roused him from his warm, soft, jiggly thoughts and brought his attention back to Haruko's face. "I see," she said as if she knew exactly what he was thinking, "so you have decided to ravish me after all!"
"Huh?!" Naota squeaked! Alright, he could admit that Haruko obviously had many attractive attributes; but he had never 'ravished' anybody and wasn't sure he'd know how to were he in that situation. And that situation was definitely not going to be this situation! He had to regain some semblance of control. "Now, uh... Haruko...," he cleared his throat and started again, "enough games, why won't you change me back?"
"Geeze!" she said as she blew out an irritated breath, "fine. I'll tell you. Truth is I couldn't even if I wanted to! My bats specialty is shrinky-dinking. I'd need somebody elses to reembiggenfy you again."
"You can't?" Naota squeaked again. That feeling of dread was settling over him again. "Then-- then who's do we need and where's my fathe--"
"Enough talk Tak-kun, time for some fun. You wanna start off with something easy or something really naughty?"
"Wha? No--"
"Naughty?" she finished with a growing smirk, "hmm... I'll admit to being tempted; but I don't think you could take that quite yet. We'll start off simple, ever been spelunking?"
"No!" Naota screamed! The conversation had definitely taken a turn that he hadn't intended it to take. The fact that his dick was now standing at full attention again only served as further irritation. He had to reacquire control of the conversation quick because he was almost certain he wasn't going to enjoy the alternative (Probably)!
"No you haven't?," she echoed, intentionally misunderstanding his cry of panic, "then I'd say NOW is a perfect time to start!"
Naota hadn't even seen her fingers approaching. One second she was grinning evilly down at him the next he was being pinched between two fingers and lifted above her body.
"Now... now... now Haruko," Naota called, having difficulty getting out a coherent thought, let alone a coherent sentence.
"First we gotta lube you up," Haruko informed him as she licked her lips in anticipation. With that, she released him into her open palm and, in turn, rested that palm, face up on top of her breasts. She sat forward till her face was practically over top of him.
Naota felt his knees go weak as she loomed up over him. Few things he could describe were as beautiful as her eyes as they passed over him; not that he'd ever admit that to her. He could actually make out individual color filaments around her iris and was startled to find that her yellow eyes were made up of a range of various shades of yellows and even a few golds. Yet in an instant, they were past and he stood beneath her massive puckered lips.
So this was it, she was going to eat him right from her palm?! Almost as he had this thought her lips parted slightly, revealing only darkness beyond. But she neither brought her lips down nor her palm up. Instead, she began to suck in breath as if she were whistling in reverse!
'What the hell is she doing?' Naota wondered as she began to suck air in harder and harder. 'She's certainly not going to do anything to me that waaaaaayyyy!' As he finished this thought he'd felt himself begin to raise off her palm; the force of her suction actually lifting him higher. She was going to suck him up like a vacuum cleaner?! In panic, he tried to drop down to his knees; tried to grab hold of one of the wrinkles in her palm to remain there. But it was too late. He was already too high and gaining speed! He tried to run; an exercise which was both hilarious to look at and quite futile. Finally he seemed to reach an invisible tipping point and shot up past her lips and into the moist chamber beyond.
Darkness enveloped him as Haruko closed her mouth. Panic set in at once. The dream kept playing through his mind again and again. But it wasn't as strangely erotic this time; instead the specific moment in which Haruko had swallowed Mamimi kept running through his mind along with the panicked, helpless feeling that whatever went down that throat wasn't coming back. And now he was here; at the gateway. In the dark! The ground weaved and pulsed beneath him and he realized he was sitting in the middle of Haruko's tongue. He wanted to edge away from the opening to her throat; but wasn't sure which way that would be!
Unfortunately, Haruko seemed less inclined to worry about that as the spongy muscle he straddled suddenly thrust upward! In an instant, Naota found himself pressed flat against the roof of her mouth as he was both pinned and probed by the pink haired psycho's tongue. His head must be pointed towards her throat, he realized with dread, because the tip of the tongue began 'tasting' his feet first and slowly working his way up.
Yet somewhere; deep down inside, he had to admit that the warm, wet, massage the tongue was giving his feet and lower legs actually felt pretty good. Her tongue was in constant motion as it tried to cover as much of his skin as it could. In it's path it left her warm, sticky saliva over every part it covered. A brief moment of panic ran through him as her tongue reached his inner thigh. At this point, she was going to end up licking his... his...
Wow.
Naota had had fun with Mamimi; but always at her say and never very far. They'd sort of fondled and played. She'd end up 'leaving her mark;' but nothing they'd he'd ever done compared to the sensation as her curious tongue made contact with his already throbbing dick. The next few minutes were a bit of a blur as Haruko seemed to sense his reaction and choose to concentrate on that one spot. Her tongue lapped again and again at his rod and the sensations grew stronger within him. And just as he felt like he was about to burst she suddenly stopped.
With a growl that he felt as much as heard he was spat, unceremoniously back into the palm of her hand. "What do YOU want?" she demanded, clearly irritated.
"Who, me?" was all Naota could gasp out as he struggled to catch his breath again. Looking up, though, he realized that she wasn't talking to him at all. Canti had entered his room and was trying to get something across to her.
Images flashed across his screen. A stick figure knocking on a door followed by what appeared to be live footage of Ninamori. Given that they didn't own any sort of security camera, Naota realized that he should wonder how they had this footage; but it didn't seem important. Instead he was trying to focus on his day at school. He clearly remembered her scolding him. Had she said anything about coming over? He didn't remember her doing so; but he had to admit he'd been distracted by thoughts that were pretty similar to what was happening to him right now.
"Mmm..." Haruko said, the noise sounding like a cross between a groan and a growl, "tell her to go away. Tak-kun is gonna be busy for some time." The thought that he could use Canti to get him out of his current predicament didn't actually occur to him until after the lumbering robot had left the room again. Turning her eyes back to Naota with a grin she continued, "now, where were we?"
"Because?" Naota echoed, failing miserably at keeping the frustration out of his tone, "what do you mean because?"
"Ugh, Tak-kun," she said with a massive groan and much rolling of eyes, "you can be such a stick-in-the-mud sometimes!" Her eyes narrowed at him as she continued, "you've got a giant, beautiful woman held captive on your bed and you want to talk her ear off with stupid questions?"
"You're not the captive one here," he shot back, "you aren't the one who just rode around between your bo... uh... your boo..."
"My what," she smiled down at him, sensing his hesitation. In an instant she had shucked off her jacket and was tossing it aside. The motion caused Naota to lose his balance on the uneven terrain again and by the time he was back on his feet, she had also removed her shirt and had resumed her position reclining back on his bed.
Naota's eyes nearly bugged out of his head. He had ridden between her breasts; but with almost no light reaching him, admiring the view had not been an option. He had already seen her naked; but only as part of his dream and somehow, this was much more real. Her massive breasts waited proudly on her chest. Restrained, now, only by a simple red bra. She wasn't breathing hard, but each breath seemed to cause her breasts to swell in as if threatening to break free from their final restraint. No wonder he'd barely been able to move.
A giggle roused him from his warm, soft, jiggly thoughts and brought his attention back to Haruko's face. "I see," she said as if she knew exactly what he was thinking, "so you have decided to ravish me after all!"
"Huh?!" Naota squeaked! Alright, he could admit that Haruko obviously had many attractive attributes; but he had never 'ravished' anybody and wasn't sure he'd know how to were he in that situation. And that situation was definitely not going to be this situation! He had to regain some semblance of control. "Now, uh... Haruko...," he cleared his throat and started again, "enough games, why won't you change me back?"
"Geeze!" she said as she blew out an irritated breath, "fine. I'll tell you. Truth is I couldn't even if I wanted to! My bats specialty is shrinky-dinking. I'd need somebody elses to reembiggenfy you again."
"You can't?" Naota squeaked again. That feeling of dread was settling over him again. "Then-- then who's do we need and where's my fathe--"
"Enough talk Tak-kun, time for some fun. You wanna start off with something easy or something really naughty?"
"Wha? No--"
"Naughty?" she finished with a growing smirk, "hmm... I'll admit to being tempted; but I don't think you could take that quite yet. We'll start off simple, ever been spelunking?"
"No!" Naota screamed! The conversation had definitely taken a turn that he hadn't intended it to take. The fact that his dick was now standing at full attention again only served as further irritation. He had to reacquire control of the conversation quick because he was almost certain he wasn't going to enjoy the alternative (Probably)!
"No you haven't?," she echoed, intentionally misunderstanding his cry of panic, "then I'd say NOW is a perfect time to start!"
Naota hadn't even seen her fingers approaching. One second she was grinning evilly down at him the next he was being pinched between two fingers and lifted above her body.
"Now... now... now Haruko," Naota called, having difficulty getting out a coherent thought, let alone a coherent sentence.
"First we gotta lube you up," Haruko informed him as she licked her lips in anticipation. With that, she released him into her open palm and, in turn, rested that palm, face up on top of her breasts. She sat forward till her face was practically over top of him.
Naota felt his knees go weak as she loomed up over him. Few things he could describe were as beautiful as her eyes as they passed over him; not that he'd ever admit that to her. He could actually make out individual color filaments around her iris and was startled to find that her yellow eyes were made up of a range of various shades of yellows and even a few golds. Yet in an instant, they were past and he stood beneath her massive puckered lips.
So this was it, she was going to eat him right from her palm?! Almost as he had this thought her lips parted slightly, revealing only darkness beyond. But she neither brought her lips down nor her palm up. Instead, she began to suck in breath as if she were whistling in reverse!
'What the hell is she doing?' Naota wondered as she began to suck air in harder and harder. 'She's certainly not going to do anything to me that waaaaaayyyy!' As he finished this thought he'd felt himself begin to raise off her palm; the force of her suction actually lifting him higher. She was going to suck him up like a vacuum cleaner?! In panic, he tried to drop down to his knees; tried to grab hold of one of the wrinkles in her palm to remain there. But it was too late. He was already too high and gaining speed! He tried to run; an exercise which was both hilarious to look at and quite futile. Finally he seemed to reach an invisible tipping point and shot up past her lips and into the moist chamber beyond.
Darkness enveloped him as Haruko closed her mouth. Panic set in at once. The dream kept playing through his mind again and again. But it wasn't as strangely erotic this time; instead the specific moment in which Haruko had swallowed Mamimi kept running through his mind along with the panicked, helpless feeling that whatever went down that throat wasn't coming back. And now he was here; at the gateway. In the dark! The ground weaved and pulsed beneath him and he realized he was sitting in the middle of Haruko's tongue. He wanted to edge away from the opening to her throat; but wasn't sure which way that would be!
Unfortunately, Haruko seemed less inclined to worry about that as the spongy muscle he straddled suddenly thrust upward! In an instant, Naota found himself pressed flat against the roof of her mouth as he was both pinned and probed by the pink haired psycho's tongue. His head must be pointed towards her throat, he realized with dread, because the tip of the tongue began 'tasting' his feet first and slowly working his way up.
Yet somewhere; deep down inside, he had to admit that the warm, wet, massage the tongue was giving his feet and lower legs actually felt pretty good. Her tongue was in constant motion as it tried to cover as much of his skin as it could. In it's path it left her warm, sticky saliva over every part it covered. A brief moment of panic ran through him as her tongue reached his inner thigh. At this point, she was going to end up licking his... his...
Wow.
Naota had had fun with Mamimi; but always at her say and never very far. They'd sort of fondled and played. She'd end up 'leaving her mark;' but nothing they'd he'd ever done compared to the sensation as her curious tongue made contact with his already throbbing dick. The next few minutes were a bit of a blur as Haruko seemed to sense his reaction and choose to concentrate on that one spot. Her tongue lapped again and again at his rod and the sensations grew stronger within him. And just as he felt like he was about to burst she suddenly stopped.
With a growl that he felt as much as heard he was spat, unceremoniously back into the palm of her hand. "What do YOU want?" she demanded, clearly irritated.
"Who, me?" was all Naota could gasp out as he struggled to catch his breath again. Looking up, though, he realized that she wasn't talking to him at all. Canti had entered his room and was trying to get something across to her.
Images flashed across his screen. A stick figure knocking on a door followed by what appeared to be live footage of Ninamori. Given that they didn't own any sort of security camera, Naota realized that he should wonder how they had this footage; but it didn't seem important. Instead he was trying to focus on his day at school. He clearly remembered her scolding him. Had she said anything about coming over? He didn't remember her doing so; but he had to admit he'd been distracted by thoughts that were pretty similar to what was happening to him right now.
"Mmm..." Haruko said, the noise sounding like a cross between a groan and a growl, "tell her to go away. Tak-kun is gonna be busy for some time." The thought that he could use Canti to get him out of his current predicament didn't actually occur to him until after the lumbering robot had left the room again. Turning her eyes back to Naota with a grin she continued, "now, where were we?"
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