Strange Night
AnimeVore,GTS,GT,Shrink,Unbirth,AnalVore
chapter 9
by
copier
· original author:
fearboy
Late at night in the high-tech city of Toyko-3, the only male Evangelion pilot sat alone at home, watching television in complete boredom. Young Shinji, still a boy in so many ways, sullenly watched the flickering images on the screen distantly in his shorts and tank top. His roommates were out for the night, Asuka was sleeping over at Hikari’s, something she did a lot more often recently, and Misato was out, celebrating some wedding or something. Shinji was used to being alone, but tonight he felt particularly lonely. He felt a little deserted, like no one was there for him. Right now he’d take any company he could get, even if it involved being bossed around by his German roommate or teased, shamelessly by his older one.
“I don’t want to be alone,” Shinji softly said as he hunkered down and stared off. Time passed slowly until Shinji heard the front door open. Unsure if it was Misato back from celebrating or if Asuka had come home to pick up something she forgot, he went to investigate.
“Home, sweet…hic…home.”
Shinji looked uncertainly at Misato as she clumsily walked through the door. Her cheeks were red and she couldn’t walk strait, if that wasn’t enough of an indicator that she was drunk then the fact she reeked of alcohol cemented it. She stumbled around, trying to pull off her shoes, but unable to pry them off her feet. Her balance gave and she toppled over, landing on her rear with a thud. She just stood there dazed, unable to understand what had happened.
“Misato, are you alright?” Shinji asked as he stepped closer to his guardian and superior officer. The drunk woman looked up with a big, goofy grin, seemingly happy to see him. Shinji smiled back weakly, his eyes slowly moving down to Misato’s chest line. She was wearing a tight black dress that revealed a lot of cleavage, even for Misato. Unable to keep from glancing at the exposed top of her bust, Shinji’s eyes remained on Misato’s chest until Misato’s cheerful, slurred voice snapped his eyes back up.
“Shinji are you checking me out, you naughty boy?” she giggled playfully and tried to stand up, but just collapsed to her knees, which only made her chest push out more. Blushing, Shinji tried to deny it. “Misato, I wasn’t…I mean I was…but you see…”
“It’s fine! Don’t worry about it!” Misato scoffed dismissively. Shinji didn’t think it was fine, as he looked away in embarrassment, unable to look at the downed woman. He didn’t notice her hand coming towards him until she touched his waist. He gasped and tried to back away, as usual, trying to run away. But Misato had him by the waistband of his shorts, pulling them out so her other hand could reach in. Shinji gasped when he felt her fingers wrap around his cock.
“Nice and hard, you liked what you saw.” Misato’s fingers played along his shaft, lightly squeezing him as she felt from the base to the tip. Her thumb dragged against the tip, wiping away a drop of precum that had been building up. She hummed as she felt Shinji up. “Big too. Shinji’s a big boy!”
“Misato,” Shinji whispered harshly, his body tense as a woman touched him the first time in his life. Her hand was so soft and warm, sliding along his shaft smoothly. Her grip became tighter as he hardened in the palm of her hand and she began to rhythmically move her hand, up and down, up and down, working his rod with years of experience. She knew just the right amount of pressure to use and where to move her fingers as they glided along his shaft. Shinji could feel his climax building and was unable to do anything but stand there as he neared his climax.
“Do I give good hand jobs or what? Kaji loved it when I grabbed his cock, but he especially liked it when I did this,” Misato giddily said and then moved her hands below the base to grab hold of Shinji’s balls. She grasped the wrinkled balls firmly in her hand and rolled the testicles around in her fingers, massaging the sensitive sack. That pushed Shinji over the edge, thick blasts of cum shot into hi underwear, soaking through to his pants. Shinji gasped as he orgasmed, feeling Misato’s hands still playing with his balls as his orgasm faded. As he started to go soft, she pulled her cum dripping hand out of Shinji’s pants.
“Bed now,” Misato muttered and brought her hand to her face to cover a yawn, the same had that had been in Shinji’s pants. She rubbed his cum over her mouth, failing to notice even as she licked her lips capturing the taste. Crawling to her feet slowly, she headed to her room, leaving a shocked stiff Shinji standing in the hallway, a big wet spot in his pants.
“What was that?” He muttered and collapsed to his knees. He eventually went to his room, deciding that he was never going to speak of this to anyone. Misato was so drunk he bet she would blank out about the whole thing, he wasn’t going to tell her she spanked his monkey while she was intoxicated. Tonight had been a once in a lifetime thing and although he was never going to forget the feel of Misato’s fingers on his cock, he was going to keep it as his dirty, little secret
“I don’t want to be alone,” Shinji softly said as he hunkered down and stared off. Time passed slowly until Shinji heard the front door open. Unsure if it was Misato back from celebrating or if Asuka had come home to pick up something she forgot, he went to investigate.
“Home, sweet…hic…home.”
Shinji looked uncertainly at Misato as she clumsily walked through the door. Her cheeks were red and she couldn’t walk strait, if that wasn’t enough of an indicator that she was drunk then the fact she reeked of alcohol cemented it. She stumbled around, trying to pull off her shoes, but unable to pry them off her feet. Her balance gave and she toppled over, landing on her rear with a thud. She just stood there dazed, unable to understand what had happened.
“Misato, are you alright?” Shinji asked as he stepped closer to his guardian and superior officer. The drunk woman looked up with a big, goofy grin, seemingly happy to see him. Shinji smiled back weakly, his eyes slowly moving down to Misato’s chest line. She was wearing a tight black dress that revealed a lot of cleavage, even for Misato. Unable to keep from glancing at the exposed top of her bust, Shinji’s eyes remained on Misato’s chest until Misato’s cheerful, slurred voice snapped his eyes back up.
“Shinji are you checking me out, you naughty boy?” she giggled playfully and tried to stand up, but just collapsed to her knees, which only made her chest push out more. Blushing, Shinji tried to deny it. “Misato, I wasn’t…I mean I was…but you see…”
“It’s fine! Don’t worry about it!” Misato scoffed dismissively. Shinji didn’t think it was fine, as he looked away in embarrassment, unable to look at the downed woman. He didn’t notice her hand coming towards him until she touched his waist. He gasped and tried to back away, as usual, trying to run away. But Misato had him by the waistband of his shorts, pulling them out so her other hand could reach in. Shinji gasped when he felt her fingers wrap around his cock.
“Nice and hard, you liked what you saw.” Misato’s fingers played along his shaft, lightly squeezing him as she felt from the base to the tip. Her thumb dragged against the tip, wiping away a drop of precum that had been building up. She hummed as she felt Shinji up. “Big too. Shinji’s a big boy!”
“Misato,” Shinji whispered harshly, his body tense as a woman touched him the first time in his life. Her hand was so soft and warm, sliding along his shaft smoothly. Her grip became tighter as he hardened in the palm of her hand and she began to rhythmically move her hand, up and down, up and down, working his rod with years of experience. She knew just the right amount of pressure to use and where to move her fingers as they glided along his shaft. Shinji could feel his climax building and was unable to do anything but stand there as he neared his climax.
“Do I give good hand jobs or what? Kaji loved it when I grabbed his cock, but he especially liked it when I did this,” Misato giddily said and then moved her hands below the base to grab hold of Shinji’s balls. She grasped the wrinkled balls firmly in her hand and rolled the testicles around in her fingers, massaging the sensitive sack. That pushed Shinji over the edge, thick blasts of cum shot into hi underwear, soaking through to his pants. Shinji gasped as he orgasmed, feeling Misato’s hands still playing with his balls as his orgasm faded. As he started to go soft, she pulled her cum dripping hand out of Shinji’s pants.
“Bed now,” Misato muttered and brought her hand to her face to cover a yawn, the same had that had been in Shinji’s pants. She rubbed his cum over her mouth, failing to notice even as she licked her lips capturing the taste. Crawling to her feet slowly, she headed to her room, leaving a shocked stiff Shinji standing in the hallway, a big wet spot in his pants.
“What was that?” He muttered and collapsed to his knees. He eventually went to his room, deciding that he was never going to speak of this to anyone. Misato was so drunk he bet she would blank out about the whole thing, he wasn’t going to tell her she spanked his monkey while she was intoxicated. Tonight had been a once in a lifetime thing and although he was never going to forget the feel of Misato’s fingers on his cock, he was going to keep it as his dirty, little secret
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