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[Oh, he's going to love what she's got hiding for him! ... Although, let's just hope she didn't mess up the dimensions, it's perfectly valid to love that pressed, stuffed kind of feeling but she'd hate to overdo it after all that work. They'll have to see later on in the evening!]

At least you aren't hiding a collection from me! I might have been a little upset if that were the case!

[Look, she's not even vaguely surprised that he can break stuff like that, so there's no use in making a big deal about that.]

That really is a shame, though, I mean, even if it was just a sort of 'bullet' situation, it'd be worth it, right? Oh, and what if it could twist around in place, and the varying levels of intensity, pulse settings, different patterns ....

[What if he was dating an almost mechanical engineer who could put a motor to good use and only needed to dig through metal suppliers to find something he couldn't break too easily if he was spooked by something.

What if.]

[He still has no idea.]

I wouldn't have hidden it on you, I promise. Unless you wanted to see a pile of realistically molded silicone bottoms split down the middle, which is...[He grimaces, sucking air between his teeth.] About as horrifying as it sounds.

[What if indeed. Which is why her description make him fantasize about it in the most vivid of context.]

That all sounds great...as long as it doesn't have a cord.

[That is, sadly, the piece that always failed him.]

And it's gotta be big, too, so I can...you know...feel it.

[A little horrifying, yes. But she's survived, like, a third of what he puts those things up against, right? ... Well, maybe less than that. Hm.]

No, we're absolutely a cord-free zone. They're not sexy at all.

[For her they're just annoying as fuck.]

Of course! Kind of like ... [She makes the shape of it in her hands, it really is quite sizable, he'll be able to feel it and he should feel appropriately filled with it, but it won't exactly push any of his limits. She didn't want to go overboard with the first model, because it's barely outside of the working prototype phase. Crawl, walk, run and all that.

But it's actual shape is like a emu egg, plumped up a bit and tapered into a more oval shape for a simpler insertion.]

[No, she's taken just shy of how much he tried to pull off on them. She could take even more than they did, if she ever expressed to him that she wanted to be stretched even more.]

Hmm.

[In honesty it'd probably take an ostrich egg for him to go oh, just the idea of that size turns me on but it'd actually be more than he could chew at first once you factor in the tools it'll come with. Crawl, walk, run.]

Sounds good.

[And he can only let his imagination go wild with all the different ways that she could get it nestled in that sweet spot between his balls and prostate.]

[This is really going to be a fun trip for him because, hey, if she doesn't really have to walk anywhere the next day, then ...

It's got the shape-ish of that kind of egg but not the height, it's a bit longer than it is wide, but there is a bit of a curve to it. It's definitely not something she could take without quite a bit of work and she tried to use that as a bit of a measuring stick. If it's really a stretch for her then maybe he'll at least be able to feel it? ~~I'm bad at describing shapes I apologize~~]

It's a thought!

[She's still so excited, goodness. Even if it's not the success she wants it to be he'll at least know she's capable of tailoring it and maybe be excited for the prospect of durable toys.]

[He'll definitely feel it. And if the motor in it is strong--as it most definitely is, considering it's Nariko's handiwork--he'll be in heaven, even though it won't be stretching him. After all, he can take his own dick to the base, which is like seven human dicks thick, so...

All things considered, it doesn't have to stretch him. It's the motion of the ocean, and so on. Plus, he might, uh, pretend he's laying an egg when he's done with it.

Look, women aren't the only ones who can have breeding fetishes, okay?]

It's a good thought.

[Anyway, he's done now. It was a good lunch! He finishes off his lemonade.]

You, uh, wanna make a 'deposit' [and maybe clean up a little bit] before we go on our self-guided tour? Or do you want to take it with you?

[Both options are totally fine with him.]

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[Hey, if it makes Boxer happy then she's ecstatic! Follow your heart, boyfriend, do what makes you happy so long as it's safe.]

Nah, it should be ... [She began to speak before she stood up so when that happens, well! Suddenly there's the pressure and weight of it in her, the very tempting desire to feel his come slide out and make a complete mess of her thighs. Depending on how long this tour is it might be difficult -

But that's half the fun.]

It'll be fine!

[It probably will not be, but what's life without acceptable risks?]

[Heheheheh. He loves the look on her face when she's aware of the weight of it all. And the way her dress falls over her stomach...well, no one would suspect anything out of that barely-noticeable lump, but he knows the truth--and that's what makes it all the more exciting.]

Let's head out then.

[He'll push himself behind her, thank you. He's not going to miss out on the way she walks when she's trying to keep it all in.

Especially when she's in heels.]

[You know, they're much too familiar with each other now, so she knows exactly what he's doing, and it only makes her flush that much harder. Most people would probably just assume that she's walking slowly, but there is a slight change in the way her hips move, and the exact range of motion of her legs, too. She can't just go around striding or else it's really going to slide right out! That, and the quicker she walks the more aware of it she is.]

Okay, there's supposed to be a pool and the theater, too ...

[How did she end up leading? This is going to be a little more difficult than she had considered.

But Nariko guides them out of the dining hall all the same and goes! Left! That's usually a good direction! ]

[That slow, sensual walk...he'll never get enough of it. In fact, he's already thinking of ways to deal with the fallout when it comes out. But he's also paying attention to where they're going, if he is...thinking about where they could have sex on the sly around here as they go.

They end up finding the pool first. It's on the bigger side for cruise ships, but Boxer can already smell the chlorine in the air...eugh, it makes his skin crawl. He'll go for a swim in it if Nariko wants to, but she'll have to repay him in moisturizer afterwords--and he's definitely not going to breathe in it. Yuck. As they're rounding the corner of the poolside, an announcement comes over the P.A. that they're about to disembark.]

Oh. You wanna stay here and watch or keep going?

[He's watched New Cloudbank disappear into the distance plenty of times before on ships he wasn't meant to be on (heh heh) but he doesn't know if Nariko wants to capture the moment. They have a great vantage angle for it right now!]

[Uhhhhh, no way in hell is she getting into that thing, Boxer won't have to worry about it. If she wanted an excuse to get all slippery with him then she'd rather just squirt everywhere. That chlorine is going to wreck the shit out of her hair and dry out her skin just. No. Hell no. Her face might say as much once she gets that waft of chlorine. When they're back outside and they get the announcement ...]

Huhm ...

[She really does have to think about it because the city always cuts a lovely image, but:] Nah, I think it'll be a little too sad.

[They won't be coming back for a while! This is the first time she's left in ages and while she's very happy to be on the trip with Boxer, and to spend so much uninterrupted time with the man she loves, her brother is still there, her coworkers and her few friends will be so far away, and there is something a little panicky about that. But she won't be able to think about it if she can't see it!]

Wanna find the bowling alley?

[Then they're in agreement, then. The waters of St. Lucasta are going to be way better for swimming and breathing anyway. And probably great for the skin, now that you mention it.]

That's fair. [Not everyone does it, after all, and he's desensitized to it. He gives her a look when she mentions the bowling alley. Does he look like the kind of person who can bowl, Nariko? He's wider than the goddamn lane.]

Sure.

[But that doesn't mean he won't watch her play! Or maybe even try himself. Might have to use his tentacles to get inside those holes, though.

Heh heh.]

[Maybe it's just a little mean but she can't help grinning at the look he gives her. It might be a little difficult for him but bowling is fun! She's actually pretty good at it! And it's a sport that doesn't require a heavy duty sports bra, which is always nice! But the truth is that this is a tour and they should see everything! She's not really going to stop and bowl in the middle of the day.]

Man, it's a little more crowded than I thought it would be!

[As they go along they naturally pass whole groups of people, other couples as well as whole families.] I wonder how many noise complaints we'll get before we reach our hotel. [Because Nariko isn't very quiet, and she definitely isn't any good at restraining herself.]

Oh, they've got a lounge!!!

[And there she goes, making a sharp, quick turn that slows down very quickly, but it doesn't stop the little bit of of, ah, leakage going on.]

Shit. [JUST. Just excuse her while she keeps her knees together for a second.]

[Maybe later, when they're looking for something to do that isn't sex. But let's face it, they're gonna be plenty busy.

As they pass by a particularly screaming toddler, Boxer winces.]

Are you sure we won't be the ones filing noise complaints...?

[He says it under his breath just in case the mother is around.]

I think they have thre--oh!

[He almost runs into her with that sudden stop! He's been keeping active inventory of bathrooms for this very reason.]

Need to go to the restroom?

[Oh boy, oh boy, he's been waiting for this...! But only if she chooses to call it.]

[This is always such A Thing. On the one hand it's completely embarrassing to know that something is about to drip out of you, there's a loss of control in the idea itself let alone the execution. On the other hand it's exciting and a mess, an acceptable one that's sort of fun, which leaves her an awkwardly turned on mess, so there's really no shortage of fluids coming into play, whether they're in her or not.]

Ah ... [She doesn't want to, but it's probably not a good idea, in truth, to make a mess on the first day.] Y-Yes. Definitely.

[It's amazing how something can be humiliating and exciting at once.]

Men's room. Over there.

[He points in the direction she needs to follow. If she's wondering why he's directing her to the men's room, it should make itself clear as he herds her into the handicap stall.

Hopefully she's ready for a ride, because his tentacles come up from below him and wrap around her waist and each of her legs. He lifts her up off the ground to hover her hips right in front of his face, and uses another tentacle to gently lift up the skirt of her dress while the others spread her legs.

He opens up his mouth and licks up what's dribbled down her thighs in long, slow strokes as he works himself up to her totally soaked cunt.]

[She's not really questioning anything in moment, and wouldn't even if she was thinking a little bit more clearly. Maybe the men's room was closest? Something like that. Either way just getting to the door is a little bit of a struggle so by the time they make it into the stall she's just ready to let it go, panting faintly and knees shaking.

But he really gets her with that move and it's a blessing that she tenses all over in shock instead of relaxing a little bit too much.]

Holy-

[All he's doing is licking, but her muscles shake and then tense, when she groans it's dark and rather impatient while her hands flail to brace on something. One finds the wall, the other chooses the back of his head, though it's devoid of pressure.]

I-I can't -- [Good god she wants him to fuck her or kiss her or stuff her up with every single limb he's got, she doesn't know, but she does.

Just tell her she can, Boxer, and you'll get a face full.]

[He gets her thighs cleaned up and he brings a finger to his lips while holding eye contact with her to get the message across. He knows she's vocal by nature, but anyone could overhear them like this--kids and adults alike, and all they really have to do is peek under the stall to find out what the ruckus is about.

Message conveyed, he tilts the back of his head back and opens his razor sharp-toothed mouth wide, letting out a quiet:]

Aaah~

[Give it to him, Nariko!]

[She knows he's right, but it's not that easy - she needs the half second to really take a shaky breathe and commit to the idea of, y'know, not screaming her head off in the bathroom. Okay, she can do this - really! It'll be fine. Or at least that's the plan because despite her best efforts that unyielding rush of his and her come all mixed together yanks a sharp cry out of her.

But at least she's got the sense to cover her own mouth, biting at her forefinger to keep herself down to muffled whimpers. Later she's going to be incredibly grateful for his tentacles because there isn't any strength in her usually reliable legs, she's a shuddering mess while her body dumps out the come she's been trying to keep in, and it makes a direct path to Boxer.

It's basically fucking amazing, and if he touches her it will (as usual, really) be a record orgasm.]

[Oh, sure, sure...Boxer's mouth is big enough to probably catch it all in one go. But where's the fun in that? He definitely catches most of it, letting fill his mouth naturally--but he intentionally lets some of it dribble down his sharp chin, all while he (on his end, anyway) keeps unwavering eye contact with her as the marriage of their fluids drip down into his lap.

It might not be a complete record orgasm because he's gonna make a show of closing his full mouth and swallowing it all in one slow display, tilting his head back so she can watch it as it the lump slides down his throat. Then his gold tongue does a sweep to clear his lips of as much as he can reach with it, wiping the rest off with his thumb and slowly licking it off of that as well.

He knows he's leaving her hanging, but her wait will not go unrewarded. Since she's still soaked in their mutual cum, he throws her into the deep end by pushing two of his fingers--each large enough to be the size of an overly-endowed man--into her soaking cunt. It's not like she could be possibly any more lubricated than she is right now!]

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[You'd think after this long she'd have fully accepted just how much he comes and how much she adds to it but it's like a contained time loop - no matter how many times it happens and no matter how much proof she's got, it'll always be amazing. So while she does struggle to maintain eye contact at first and her expression has that hazy, blissed out quality to it, her awareness sharpens dramatically to watch him swallow, and catch the trails made on his skin.

Goddamn, it's beautiful.

And so is the instant gratification he gives her in that moment. Again, she barely keeps her volume down, but it's a sharp his, a dark groan rather than the all out whine it really deserves to be. Bless his fingers and even more than that bless his size overall.]

M-More! [She's wetter than a flooding river - he can push beyond her usual limits!]

[More, huh? He can do more. Her position will shift as his tentacles reorient her, bringing her hips lower down and her legs utterly spread eagle. Thank heaven the stall is extra wide!

Hopefully she's ready for the rapid stretch, too. He pulls his two fingers out and adds a third, immediately sinking it into her as deep as it can go, rotating and stirring her up for a moment before pulling back out to add his fourth finger to the bunch, taking a little more time to drill them into her, going deeper and deeper until she's stretched over his knuckles up until the web of his thumb. He braces his other hand around her outer thigh, looking up at her to try to figure out if she wants to be fucked like this...or take the next and largest step.]

[There's really no such thing as being ready for Boxer, but that's the fun part.

Three is okay enough, there's only a brief sting and, really, there isn't any real trouble with the fourth either aside from the immediate, almost alarming sensation of holy shit how can a body be this full. But honestly that was the goal, there's nothing like finding your limits and pushing at them even more even if it does make her writhe more than a bit wildly, as much as she can within the grip of his tentacles. It's a good thing they can hold her like she's a feather.]

Why -- Why'd you stop?

[Look, it's more than a little difficult to be cheeky when your cunt is stretched to it's human limits and you're panting like an animal in heat, but somehow! Somehow Nariko pulls it off, though it might only exist in the tiny quirk of her lips and the breathless laugh.

Reach for the stars, boyfriend.]

[Because, to them, she is. These things are capable of breaking boats in half with ease, after all.]

Mmm...

[But he's not very fond of breaking people. He's giving it thought and his thumb is...significantly thicker than the rest, and he can feel her already stretched to her limit. Boxer would much rather stretch her over his dick, which has a soft and even graduation, during a softer moment where they can take their time and really savor it.

A public bathroom is neither the place nor time to practice stretching.

(It's nice that he got off earlier, or else his logic wouldn't have been so sound.)]

Just waiting for the green light.

[Don't fret though, Nariko, that doesn't mean you'll get second-best. He drills and thrusts his hand into her, with enough force that she recoils in the tentacles' grip. Boxer leans forward enough so that he can lick at her stretched cunt, eventually coming up and giving her clitoris the attention it deserves.]

[Boxer why would you make her halfway regret getting you off. That's awful. Except not entirely because he's probably exercising better judgement, saving some of her internal parts and being a very good, thoughtful man. She doesn't have the mind to take their environment into consideration anymore than she can object to the course of action that he does go with, because it's a damn good one.

There's a slip of a laugh in there, half a second before he jolts her limbs in place, that alone would have been enough to get here there but any semblance of eating her out is just unfair. Whether she likes it or not, or even means to she starts to squirm, and the hand that was once braced on the wall scratches at it uselessly.]

Boxer! [She's done for, it's already there in her voice and the way her fingers card through his hair directly before she comes, because he clearly needed another little mess to clean up!]

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