NOVEL NEXT 1.24 – Borrowed
Compared to the rest of the inn, Sasha's room was surprisingly messy. Not dirty, but clothes and objects and papers were strewn about without any organization. The bed Maple and Emma were in had not been made either. In fact, the blanket was lying on the floor at the foot of the bed. Understandable, since it was hardly needed in summer.
Emma was on top of Maple, resting her head against her chest while being gently pet. She really was exhausted from the day's work, as evidenced by her Human not yet having her clothes stolen off her. They had a couple of hours alone before they had to be gone, though Maple didn't exactly want to hog their gracious [Innkeeper]'s room overly so.
Maple wasn't much tired herself, but still content to cuddle while telling Emma about her day. She wanted to hear about her day too, but knew she wasn't too keen on writing. Especially while so tired. It always looked a little difficult for her, with her squishy fingers. Maple often tried to think of something that would be easier, but always came up short.
For now she settled on nods and questions like if her day was good, and if they were treating her well. And for now, Emma still seemed to be tolerating her new job well enough.
If they did nothing else that night, Maple's libido probably wouldn't act up until the middle of tomorrow at the earliest. And it would be a problem then, but she would just have to figure it out then.
"And then she used a Skill called [Instantaneous Orgasm] on me, right there in front of everyone! I don't think anyone else noticed at least, but I tried to get her back with [Telepathic Orgasm]. That just made it even more embarrassing..."
Emma stared up at her and silently laughed at her antics.
"Don't laugh. I can't believe she did that. It made a huge mess, too."
Emma raised an eyebrow while smirking. Messes were kind of her thing.
"Haha, I knew you'd be interested in that. I do have more clothes now though, and it's not like I'd expect you to wash them all yourself. There are places here that do laundry, so just let me know what you want to do, okay?"
She did seem to genuinely enjoy washing things—and people. Maple just wasn't sure how far that extended and didn't want to assume. To answer, Emma lazily pointed a thumb at herself.
"Alright, great. We save some money that way too. Just tell me if you ever didn't want to. I still haven't found a job yet. It was kind of awful today actually, but...I could sell my milk apparently."
Emma's eyes widened and she looked down, perplexed. She put her hands on Maple's boobs and squeezed them before looking back up at Maple with a silent query.
"Hm? Do you think I should? Apparently that's where all the milk here comes from. But that's kind of gross to me. Back home, it was just cows."
Query unanswered, Emma slid her arms down to Maple's waist, slipped her hands under her shirt, and smoothly slid them back up while dragging her shirt up with them. Emma stared at the boobs that popped out beneath and then gave Maple another inquisitive glare.
"Haha, what?"
Emma brought her mouth down to a nipple and sucked. Gently at first, and then with more and more force. Maple moaned softly and rubbed the back of Emma's head.
She looked up with her eyes, expectantly.
"Aah. I don't have any milk if that's what you wanted, no matter how much you suck. They have potions or something that make you lactate."
Emma removed the nipple from her mouth with a pop and looked a little disappointed. She threw Maple a thumbs up and waited for her to interpret it correctly. Maple narrowed her eyes.
"You want me to do it, you little pervert?"
Her nod was so eager that her entire body jiggled along with Maple's boobs, where her hands had found pleasant spots to rest.
Maple had to laugh. She should have known Emma would be all for it. Especially after having told her about getting free food for your friends if you worked at a restaurant. Emma was one thing, though, being milked and knowing strangers were drinking it was another.
"But wouldn't it be weird?"
Emma kept her eager, almost pleading look while shaking her head. She stopped after a moment and opened her mouth in a silent laugh while patting Maple's head. Maple took it as reassurance that she should do what she was comfortable with, and not actually feel pressured.
"Well, we'll see. I'll think about it. Did you know what futa meant already, by the way? In the Skill I got today? [Futa Transformation]. Sasha didn't know it, and I don't know if that's just her—or if the term doesn't exist here."
She activated the Skill and a bulge grew inside her pants. Emma shook her head, but gestured to Maple's cock, indicating she knew the meaning well enough from context. As Maple was speaking, Emma was slipping her pants and underwear off.
"It just means a girl with a dick. It was, uh, in stories a lot back home. If it's not a thing here, then I wonder how it knew what to name the Skill."
Emma shrugged and dragged herself back up along Maple's half-nude body until she was eye to eye with her. Maple's cock throbbed against her and she ground her hips against it as she went in for a kiss.
Maple moaned and ran her hands down Emma's body. She'd finally made herself into a firmer, sexier, humanoid shape again, whereas before she was groggily turning into a puddle.
Just having an erect cock made Maple significantly more aroused. And then Emma had rubbed her entire slick body up along it. Her lower lips were grinding against it now, and Maple desperately wanted in.
She had both hands on Emma's blue butt and was spreading her open slightly. Emma pulled her tongue out of Maple's mouth and sat upright. She aligned herself with Maple's cock and slowly descended.
Maple watched in pure bliss as her cock went in as far as Emma's belly button. Maybe she was overestimating, but she had to be at least eight inches. If she ever found herself alone with a ruler, she'd be sure to measure.
"Mmf that's so hot, I can see myself inside of you."
Emma looked down and grinned. Maple moved a hand up to fondle Emma's chest while moving her hips in time with hers.
She was tighter than a virgin, and inside of her were short tentacle-like protrusions. They brushed against, and even wrapped around, Maple's cock as she slid in and out.
"God, I love your pussy."
Maple pulled Emma down and angled herself up a bit so she could suck on her nipples. Both hands went back to her ass and she started really going at it with her hips while lifting Emma up and pulling her back down.
Lewd squishing sounds kept escaping while Emma's pussy tried to suck Maple dry. Maple suddenly stopped and cried out.
"Ahh—wait, wait, wait—"
Emma begrudgingly ground to a halt on her cock and tilted her head. Maple panted and shut her eyes in concentration.
"Sorry, I was about to cum—ahh, wait."
Emma moved up an inch and stopped again. Her look said give me your cum already, then.
"I want to try doggy style first. You know, with you on your hands and knees and me behind you."
She had to explain it, but then Emma agreed readily enough and hopped into position. Maple moved behind her and looked down at the member protruding from where her clit used to be. It was so weird having a cock. She didn't have any balls, but she thought maybe she could if she focused on it while activating the Skill. That would be even weirder.
Emma grabbed one of her ass cheeks and spread herself open while staring behind her toward Maple. Her face was squished against the bed while her ass was raised high. What an irresistible pose, highlighting all her curves.
Maple got to use her hips even more in this position. She really felt this was what being a guy must be like, as she held onto Emma's hips and thrust into her. Occasionally she slapped her ass and just enjoyed the show and pleasure coursing through her.
What a show it was. Her cock was fully visible inside the translucent Slime. Around the side of her torso, Maple could just barely make out her bouncing tits. Above her cock was Emma's asshole, which as far as Maple knew, had been created solely for pleasure. She slipped a couple of fingers inside, no lube required with her soapy body.
Maple didn't have much longer until she would blow, but she wanted to feel Emma's front more. She bent down and reached her arms around the Slime, but then she had an idea.
"Mm, could you rotate your torso all the way around so that you're facing me?"
Emma shrugged and did it, no big deal at all for her. Now they had all the fun of doggy style, while still being able to look at and kiss and suck on each other.
Maple pinned Emma's arms down and fucked her harder. Her body jiggled and bounced while she made an ahegao face with her tongue sticking out. It was almost a little silly, but Maple was feeling really good and she knew Emma was too.
"Ahh, I'm gonna cum—I'm gonna cum inside of you. Mmmgh—do you wanna feel? [Telepathic Orgasms]."
She nodded eagerly and they stared deep into each other's eyes for the first few seconds. The white ropes shooting into her were visible from the outside as Maple filled her up. Emma came too while her pussy squeezed Maple dry. It was still sucking on her even as Maple's cock returned to a normal clitoris.
They lay there panting for a minute before Maple was ready to go again. Demanding to go again. She sucked on Emma's ear and then whispered a command into it.
"Fuck me."
Emma rotated her bottom half upright, already growing out her cock. Maple pressed her lips against it, teasing Emma a little as she'd done to her.
And so events repeated.
Maple learned a couple of things that night. First was that fucking her girlfriend was loads of fun. But it also just didn't feel complete unless she were penetrated herself. It was also the tiniest bit disconcerting. Her mind was naturally inclined to reject having male parts, and yet there it was. The effect wasn't enough to ruin her fun, but she did feel she should use it sparingly.
The second was that her Skill had a two hour cooldown. She kept trying and trying to activate it again to no avail. Once they really had to give Sasha her room back, she tried it one last time and it worked. They fucked frantically then, as Maple just tried to make it go away as fast as possible.
Sasha didn't mind. What she learned was that Maple was an infinite source of sexual energy. Her eyes widened a little each time a burst was released from the two of them cumming. It defied all reason, and she spent the night trying to come up with theories for why while she served other guests and attended to the inn.
Along with the sexual energy, which was oft called Sextonium by the by, was a decent amount of Romantium. Or love energy. Both were useful to Succubi, and Sasha harvested quite a bit.
Part of her just wished she'd been invited.
