[Few hours!! Is she really prepared to sit around stretched like this for that long?! Look, he doesn't have a whole lot of vitality just yet, but he's trying.]
Unfortunately, you can't oil-massage my gills.
[Actually considering their size difference she probably could if he managed deepthroating her arm.]
[She's gonna do her best!! Whether it can be pulled off right now is something else.]
Probably not, no. [Because why not deep throat your girlfriend's arm!] I can probably kiss a lot of things better but that's probably not on the list at all.
[Due in small part to her general confusion about his gills. She can parse out the multiple hearts and his size and even the weird water expulsion deal! But somehow it's the gills that confuse her - thank goodness she was too prideful to admit it.]
[Hey, if he really expresses the desire and they have a way to communicate any immediate discomfort then she'll give it a shot ... Probably just a little hesitantly because she doesn't want him to, y'know, choke to death, but.]
But that defeats the point. [She gives him a little fake pout.] I can send delicate air kisses to your gills.
[If she asks then isn't that like someone asking if her boobs are natural or something ...]
[No one can love her boobs more than she does, but Boxer is very, extremely welcome to give it a shot, despite being an ass man as far as his girlfriend's opinion is concerned.]
I'm determined to make sure every part of you knows that I love it.
[It's like her second mission life, so he gets a little air kiss aimed at the heart shape he's made with his hands! ... He'll just have to forgive the little yawn that pops up towards the end.]
Are you gonna keep me plugged all night? [Usually one wouldn't be able to nap or sleep with a dick in them but ... This is Boxer. Granted, at some point they're gonna need to use the actual toy for this very specific purpose.]
[He'll try. And he thinks he's an ass man too, but if you really pushed him he'd have to admit there's not a single part on Nariko that he doesn't care for.
The yawn is...a little alarming, even though he's pretty sure she doesn't mean to be passive-aggressive with it. His smile weakens to something a little more sheepish.]
Um...I know this probably isn't the sexiest thing to say, but I have to admit...it wouldn't be preferable.
[It takes a significant amount of effort to keep his dick out when it's not erect.]
[It's exhausting, stretching your body out! Or maybe just the whole thing, who knows. It's managed to be an emotional trip as much as a sexual one, after all.]
No, it's okay! To be honest I'm kind of relieved to hear that.
[She's just as sheepish admitting it.] I brought toys. The turquoise one should work.
[Nariko kind of ... Rolls to one side, because her suitcase isn't that far off so she can try to get it!! ... No, this is probably a bad idea and not the moment to be incredibly independent about every little thing.]
[As much fun as it is to watch her wobble around with that big belly, maybe they shouldn't risk her moving in just the wrong way and have a huge mess on their hands.]
Can I get it for you instead?
[She'll have to explain where it is, but still...he can reach just about anywhere in this room without moving his body.]
I can ... [But the way she's twisting her body right now is putting an incredible amount of pressure in all the wrong places, so she gets his point rather quickly.] ... Yeah, that's not a bad idea. Thanks.
[Ahem.]
It's in the suitcase with the black diamond pattern. The toys are at the bottom underneath my pile of swimsuits. There's only one turquoise one.
[He doesn't know what exactly to make of the expression she put on but it can't be good. He's reaching out with a tentacle to swiftly undo the zipper and toss open the lid, deftly moving her swimsuits to the side to get to her toys. So what IS the "turquoise one", anyway?]
Yeah, I just forgot about gravity and physics for a second.
[She's not used to working with a sizable belly and there's a reason they need something to act as a stop guard down there! Mr. Turquoise will do the job, though! It is a rather sizable bullet vibrator with a soft, almost matte like finish. It's incredibly bright and deserves to be named after the color it bears! Even when she's relaxed it should work for keeping everything in!]
[He asks the question as he suction cups the bright vibrator and pulls it up onto the bed. This means that he has to start undoing his tentacle from inside of her, which seems like an easy enough task but since he does it slowly--for her comfort--he ends up getting fully erect shortly after starting.]
Ah...
[He's not sure if he should be disappointed or pleasantly surprised.]
[Since this is a thing they're planning on indulging in somewhat regularly! But the process of moving it out of her is, uh, definitely interesting. She can't pretend that all the moving around, even if it's mostly in reverse, doesn't have an effect on her too! But that it gets him all kinds of stiff is a little surprising.]
So it's true that they all have minds of their own!
[Human, monster ... the dick wants what it wants.]
[And so he will resume very carefully taking out his huge dick from her. Is she gonna be okay? He's going to try to take as much out as he can before putting the bullet vibe in.]
[It's always kind of interesting, like being fucked in reverse or something which feels vaguely awful in some kind of way that she would have trouble articulating. But, yeah, aside from an occasional shaky breath that has nothing to do with pain and everything to do with slivers of pleasure? She's good.
The vibrator goes in simply, she just has to remind herself to relax, to stop worrying about everything spilling out - and it doesn't, for the record. She'd figured it would work in a pinch but you never know until the moment things can fall apart.]
That would've been a very embarrassing housekeeping call.
[And below him, his dick lies tiredly prone despite its turgidity. He scoops a girthier, weightier section into his hand and picks it up, wincing slightly when he tries to move it with its own strength; it's too sensitive and too tired, not used to the kind of workout that its non-genital brethren were exposed to on a daily basis.]
[But, man, his poor anatomy. Frankly this doesn't seem like a matter of interest, more just a stimulated reaction.]
... Would it feel better if you just relaxed, or something? I can't imagine cold showers worth with you, though.
[She's not regretting her decision to help in the least, that she very gently handles his cock and carefully runs the pads of her fingers over the tip is proof. It just almost seems like it might be easier for him to let it die down naturally, if possible. After all if his own strength is too much will her mouth really be that much better?]
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Maybe we can look into finding a solution for it in the relative future. Now that I know it bothers you too I can brainstorm a little.
[She came up with the first vibrating sex toy meant for a kraken. She can probably work this out, too.]
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I love it when you're being clever.
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[Presumably after she wasn't all blown up and would be able to maneuver a little better!]
It'd be so nice, though, waking up next to each other every morning, cuddling without the threat of drowning ...
[One more kiss goes here.]
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[Speaking of being blown up, there's a little bit of movement starting up inside her...]
Or drying up. [Yeah, it sounds nice...and it should be possible if they plan it right!]
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[Oh, he's not done? She kind of thought he was tapped out for the next few hours! What a nice surprise.]
No, drying up isn't any good, even if it does give me an excuse to offer very thorough massages.
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[Few hours!! Is she really prepared to sit around stretched like this for that long?! Look, he doesn't have a whole lot of vitality just yet, but he's trying.]
Unfortunately, you can't oil-massage my gills.
[Actually considering their size difference she probably could if he managed deepthroating her arm.]
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Probably not, no. [Because why not deep throat your girlfriend's arm!] I can probably kiss a lot of things better but that's probably not on the list at all.
[Due in small part to her general confusion about his gills. She can parse out the multiple hearts and his size and even the weird water expulsion deal! But somehow it's the gills that confuse her - thank goodness she was too prideful to admit it.]
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I'd rather you give me a bunch of kisses while I'm retaining moisture.
[She's more than welcome to ask!]
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But that defeats the point. [She gives him a little fake pout.] I can send delicate air kisses to your gills.
[If she asks then isn't that like someone asking if her boobs are natural or something ...]
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Aw.
[He sits up and makes a heart shape with his hands over the dip where his clavicles meet. Presumably where his gills are?]
They appreciate the gesture.
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I'm determined to make sure every part of you knows that I love it.
[It's like her second mission life, so he gets a little air kiss aimed at the heart shape he's made with his hands! ... He'll just have to forgive the little yawn that pops up towards the end.]
Are you gonna keep me plugged all night? [Usually one wouldn't be able to nap or sleep with a dick in them but ... This is Boxer. Granted, at some point they're gonna need to use the actual toy for this very specific purpose.]
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The yawn is...a little alarming, even though he's pretty sure she doesn't mean to be passive-aggressive with it. His smile weakens to something a little more sheepish.]
Um...I know this probably isn't the sexiest thing to say, but I have to admit...it wouldn't be preferable.
[It takes a significant amount of effort to keep his dick out when it's not erect.]
Was hoping you'd have a plan.
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No, it's okay! To be honest I'm kind of relieved to hear that.
[She's just as sheepish admitting it.] I brought toys. The turquoise one should work.
[Nariko kind of ... Rolls to one side, because her suitcase isn't that far off so she can try to get it!! ... No, this is probably a bad idea and not the moment to be incredibly independent about every little thing.]
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[As much fun as it is to watch her wobble around with that big belly, maybe they shouldn't risk her moving in just the wrong way and have a huge mess on their hands.]
Can I get it for you instead?
[She'll have to explain where it is, but still...he can reach just about anywhere in this room without moving his body.]
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[Ahem.]
It's in the suitcase with the black diamond pattern. The toys are at the bottom underneath my pile of swimsuits. There's only one turquoise one.
[If nothing else she can at least be thorough.]
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You okay?
[He doesn't know what exactly to make of the expression she put on but it can't be good. He's reaching out with a tentacle to swiftly undo the zipper and toss open the lid, deftly moving her swimsuits to the side to get to her toys. So what IS the "turquoise one", anyway?]
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[She's not used to working with a sizable belly and there's a reason they need something to act as a stop guard down there! Mr. Turquoise will do the job, though! It is a rather sizable bullet vibrator with a soft, almost matte like finish. It's incredibly bright and deserves to be named after the color it bears! Even when she's relaxed it should work for keeping everything in!]
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[He asks the question as he suction cups the bright vibrator and pulls it up onto the bed. This means that he has to start undoing his tentacle from inside of her, which seems like an easy enough task but since he does it slowly--for her comfort--he ends up getting fully erect shortly after starting.]
Ah...
[He's not sure if he should be disappointed or pleasantly surprised.]
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[Since this is a thing they're planning on indulging in somewhat regularly! But the process of moving it out of her is, uh, definitely interesting. She can't pretend that all the moving around, even if it's mostly in reverse, doesn't have an effect on her too! But that it gets him all kinds of stiff is a little surprising.]
So it's true that they all have minds of their own!
[Human, monster ... the dick wants what it wants.]
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[Sigh. You'd think you'd know your own body...]
What do you want to do?
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I can suck it!
[How is this not the most obvious, best outcome.]
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Sounds like a plan.
[And so he will resume very carefully taking out his huge dick from her. Is she gonna be okay? He's going to try to take as much out as he can before putting the bullet vibe in.]
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The vibrator goes in simply, she just has to remind herself to relax, to stop worrying about everything spilling out - and it doesn't, for the record. She'd figured it would work in a pinch but you never know until the moment things can fall apart.]
Well, shit, that actually worked!
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That would've been a very embarrassing housekeeping call.
[And below him, his dick lies tiredly prone despite its turgidity. He scoops a girthier, weightier section into his hand and picks it up, wincing slightly when he tries to move it with its own strength; it's too sensitive and too tired, not used to the kind of workout that its non-genital brethren were exposed to on a daily basis.]
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[But, man, his poor anatomy. Frankly this doesn't seem like a matter of interest, more just a stimulated reaction.]
... Would it feel better if you just relaxed, or something? I can't imagine cold showers worth with you, though.
[She's not regretting her decision to help in the least, that she very gently handles his cock and carefully runs the pads of her fingers over the tip is proof. It just almost seems like it might be easier for him to let it die down naturally, if possible. After all if his own strength is too much will her mouth really be that much better?]
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