Another World of Delight {Closed}

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Giselle De'Lange had just finished her evening jog, having started just before the sun went down. Earlier in the day, she was in classes, dreading them greatly and glad the weekend was coming up. Working towards a degree was more strenuous than she originally thought. Her parents back home, outside of town, had warned her it would not be an easy task. Some days she wondered if it was really worth living with the roommates in her apartment. Giselle came to a stop at a near by bench, looking over the large pond in the center of the park. Everyone was either gone or on the way out, she quickly checked her phone to note the time. "That's not so bad.", she murmured, wiping sweat from her brow.

Slipping the phone back into the holster on her waist, she sighed soft. Fingers fanned the sweaty fabric off and on her body. The damp shirt did her massive chest little justice, as the transparent patches gave way to her creamy flesh beneath. The short gym shorts only accented tone and slender legs, making it rather obvious that this was a constant hobby of hers. Giselle walked slowly through the park, where the area grew more wooded. For the time being, she wanted a break, a chance to look at the stars above that she could see. From a distance, faint noises of the town echoed in the night. With a breath, the woman came to a clearing, trying to drown out the distraction and focus on the peace that always reminded her of home. As eyes gazed up to the sky, a star glimmered and shot across. Surely a comet of some sort, or so she thought, Giselle closed her eyes and silently wished for a lifetime of happiness.

 

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Shizzlack grumbled in a language that would sound like guttural growls and clicks to these human ears. The subject had been located, this was his third trip to this planet, and he had to admit that the subject was very alluring. This species female was enticing to him in a way he didn’t it understand.

His shipped dropped into the atmosphere, lighting up the sky briefly, before banking around and coming to a silent landing

He stepped into the morph suite as his ship glided across the path, 15 ft off the ground. The bright light of his allocation and reclamation beam, smiling as it fell on his subject


He watched as the light fell over the woman And lifted her off he ground, incapacitating her and transporting her into the specimen table.

The ship pulled back up out of the atmosphere, and into a high orbit

He activated the suit, and his shape became humanoid, and he appeared to be like a doctor to her

He stood over her on the table, his multi probiscus like hands slid over her body, preparing her for analysis. The warm tentacle like digits sliding over her sweaty flesh, he let them wander over her hody, finding the soft curves somehow enticing.

In his distracted state , he forgot to monitor her depth state and she roused, likely into a dream type state, as his tentacle like fingers slid over the massive mounds of her breasts, sliding underneath her sports bra, slowly working the material up higher, exposing her skin to the cool atmosphere of the space craft

 

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Giselle was mystified as a sudden craft came from no where. The light that flooded down a blinding spectacle. She found she could not see, or move, suddenly feeling very tired from the warm rays that enveloped her. Limp body rose to the ship, her vision fading from clarity as the being took her captive. There was no way to register the world around her, everything was like a fuzzy dream and all she could comprehend were shapes, sounds, and senses. One in particular drew her attention, as pleasant as it was. There were lengthy extensions, running all over every nook and cranny of her body. Each were warm, rubbing in their own directions so tenderly even while pulling up her top. The cool air in the room made her skin prickle, head gently rolled to the side but her eyes were still shut.

Another cool sensation over came her, the being now peeling away her top and then her bra. Swollen and fleshy breasts jiggled at the movement, as pert nipples stiffened from the attention of the tentacles. Giselle whimpered softly, one of pleasure while he continued to explore her body. Eyelids fluttered softly, her head still spinning when she finally opened her eyes. Only masses of colors and forms, blurry as they were, caught her attention. Lips quivered to speak softly, her tone broke and raspy from the sleepy state. "Wh-whats... Going'n?" She asks, still not registering to the man's strange traits.

 

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He foe ther warm skin, and his own heart began to beat faster as he exposed the full skin of her breasts. Her chest was prodigious, and his body was enjoying the feel of her. He enjoyed watching her voluptuous breasts swell and heave, this way and that, as his tentacle like fingers slid over her chest

His other hand slipped down to the athletic shorts, quickly diving into the waistband, working them down over her generous hips as she mumbled. Another appendage reaches out and he gave her a dose of anasthetic to knock her out, but at the last minute he changed it, lowering the dose so she would be aware, but think of it as a dream


His other hand worked deftly, slipping her skirts and panties down to her knees, his tbatackes slipping and sliding on her upper thigh, working towards those soft silky lips between her legs

He glanced over a this screen, the hindrance device was almost ready. He would implant it and observe her in his light suit. Watching her in her world as he changed her reactions to the environment.

His digits twitched as they brushed over her pussy. It was so warm!!

 

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The way the tendrils rolled over her flesh was stimulating, her body gently writhed under the warm touch. They were everywhere over every curve, fluttering eyelids and a light hum resonated to give a positive signal. Then the other tentacles went down, just when she was slowly coming back too, everything slowed down again. Giselle could still feel it all happening to her, the extensions sliding down between her legs sparking natural urges in her core. Thighs parted gradually, allowing them to further explore the skin of her crotch.

When they stroked upon the tender flesh of her heat, she released a moan. Eyes had closed from the dosage of the drug, her hip jutted toward the wriggling lengths. Incoherently she mumbled, the rolling tendrils arousing her body's natural instincts the more he played with her. Folds became damp, her ample mounds held high for the tentacles as they continuously molested the malleable flesh

 

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He remarked at the physique of the species. Soft round form that seemed to invite groping and squeezing, and somehow the curves naturally led one to her groin

He noticed how her body responded, and he decided to change the experiment. He decided he would not explore the reproductive side of the sex, but rather the hormonal and arousal. He increased the speed with witch his ‘hands’ roamed over her body. The warm slick tentacles gliding over her, slipping over her nipples, wrapping around her generous breasts, writhing over her stomach, slithering along the length of her thigh, gliding over the mound of her sex, his own body becoming aroused as her lips parted for him, and her own wet warmth coated his finger. He paused then, letting the tendril slip up and down and wriggle over her pussy, not slipping in, but pressing against as it wriggled.

He set the device to monitor her neural paths as he triggered and arousal response in her, thinking that the implan he put in her would jump her brain into an arousal state, so that he could evaluate human response to an aroused female. A very large portion of their culture was fixated on female arousal and sex, perhaps this could be a tool?

 

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Everything around her was a haze. She was nothing, but felt everything. What kind of wet dream was this? All of her was being teased at once, and all Giselle could think about was having more. A series of moans let out the more he urged against her head. Sensitive nipples stood high, aching for the attention while the extensions groped the mound firmly and played with the nubs. Body squirmed more from the sensations, breathing increased through parted lips as her clit felt the onslaught of the tentacle's touch.

"More... Please..." Giselle mumbled out, slightly incoherent from the drowsy state. Legs parted further, knees even bending to partially spread open her folds. Juices seeped more onto the tendril, the slick sound more audible than before. The roaming touch was everywhere simultaneously, arousing sensitive nerves that hungered feverishly. Back curved a little off the table, anxious to rub the entrance on the length. Hips wiggled gradually from left to right, Giselle completely under the spell of what she thought was a magnificent wet dream.

 

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He smiled, well it was his version of a smile as she undulated to his attentions. He found his own body responding. He leaned in closer, several tentacles rolling together to become a thick strong arm, the ends of the tentacles
Mimicking the fingers of a hand.

He squeezed one heavy breast, delighting in the sensation. He slid his tentacles free from her sex, letting them slide back, only to twist and turn, sliding inside of her, delving deep into her sex. He watched her body arch for more, and his tendril pumped in and out of her deliciously slick pussy. He slipped one tentacle free and replaced it with another, collecting a sample of her lubricant and submitting it to an analyzer.

He returned his attentions to her. Groping her hefty breast with his pseudo hand, then leaning closer he envelopes her free breast. His body shape changing to opens ‘mouth’ latching onto her swollen nipple he sampled the taste of her

 

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The strange extensions on her breasts started to wriggle with less erratic behavior, now feeling more set as a hand. It groped her flesh, Giselle sighing happily while the creature had its way with her. Arousal increased as did her wetness greeting the tentacle with a gush of warm fluid when it invaded her insides. A hearty moan rang out, the rush was nothing like she had felt before in such a dream. Legs even rose some to spread wide, urging hips against the pumping tendril. Her shorts were soon drenched in her juices, moan after moan echoing off the walls of the room the louder they became. Squishing sounds of her wet pussy accompanied vocals, as the being formed a mouth to suckle on her nipple. "Fuck me.... Yes... Fuck me...." whispered the slurring words in her sleep, muscles of her insides clamping down hard on the moving length. Fingers clasped lightly onto the table's edge, her eyelids fluttered from the sensations but stayed closed. By now Giselle was panting for air between her throaty moans, unaware of what was truly happening to her and just exactly where she was.

 

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Tlalock found himself very confused. Very aroused, and very very curious

He pulled back from the subject, letting his tendrils release her hefty breast, releasing her nipple from a mouth that was alight with sensation


But his other tentacles didn’t stop. They just kept thrusting, he shifted his mass, making the tendrils grow thicker, stretching her pussy taught as he pumped deeper and deeper into her

He looked to the monitor, noting the neural spectrum, assuming that she was in a highly aroused state he programmed the implant.


The device was the size of a human hair and a half an inch long, but once inside of her, when triggered, it would make her mind jump into this state. She would instantly feel and intense ache to be filled, just like his probing tentacl filled her pussy know. She would want that

With another click the programmed implant was placed behind her ear, where it slipped underneath her skin.


The experiment done, he pulled up the options for his suit, and had it began to probe her mind for what shape she would want


His thick tentacle pumping faster and deeper, the sounds of her fiery slick slit was almost intoxicating

 

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Giselle was almost disheartened when the tendrils left her breasts, only the cold air to sooth their ache. The enlarged masses of flesh jiggled violently with each thrust, as did her body jolt the more fervent he became. Her moans turned into loud cries, each holding the beckoning tone of encouragement. There was nothing like it that she ever experienced before, the tentacles stretching her beyond bounds her walls had never reached. It pounded against her cervix, the pain additive mixing with the increased pleasure she felt that left her in an intense state of depravity. It did not even cross her mind that the being was implanting a device on her the sensation was almost all but ignored. Feet rose to the air as her thighs parted wide, hands clutching the table to brace herself for every pummeling thrusts. She squealed happily, the extensions soon showered in a heavy release of her spitting orgasm. Giselle now in pure bliss while bucking on and off the table, it was clear she did not want it to stop, crooning words belting out loudly. "Nn... don't stop! Fuck my pussy! Please keep fucking me!" Could it all truly be in her head, her body was still half responsive to the stimuli but her brain could hardly fathom the split between fantasy and reality at this point, with only the lust filling her brain.

 

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He smiled, well it was what passed for a smile as her orgasm creates, his machinery recording all of the alpha and beta patterns of her brain activity, the implant registering ways in which to induce this arpusal pattern


He slowl withdrew his tentacle as he pressed the simulation mode button. He watched as she returned to a deep sleep state, then he returned to the pilot seat, and returned her to where he had got her


Setting his pod in cloak and follow his machine hovered above her, where she lay on the trail, clicking a button, she regained consciousness

 

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Giselle whined as the length left her, the throbbing ache persisting for more action. Head rolled to the side, wanting to protest until the creature put her back to sleep again. Everything went black, the next thing she knew, Giselle was waking up on the bench at the park. How strange that was. Rising from the hard surface, hands moved to rub her eyes and look around. It was still dark, but what time was it? She checked her phone, less than an hour had passed since she slept. Everything around her felt normal, but her body felt absolutely drained. Drained yet relieved, as if so much tension had been washed away. "What a nap..", Giselle muttered, getting up from the seat and feeling an odd wetness from between her thighs. Where did that come from? In a panic, she ran all the way home, hoping no one would notice the stain on her shorts.

Giselle quickly greeted her roommates before rushing off to her room, the two guys barely looking up at her from their game. Sighing once behind the closed door, she quickly ran to grab a quick shower before dressing for bed. It was to be an easy day tomorrow. All she had to worry about was her job, but for the rest of the day she was free. Perhaps she could make some time for a little fun. The prospect made her smile while she bundled up in her blankets and turned on the television in her room, finding a show to watch before going to sleep for the night. The next morning she awoke, just a couple hours early before work to enjoy her coffee and make some breakfast for her and the roomies to enjoy.

 

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Tlalok monitored the subject while she slept, utilizing the time to adjust the inserted probe, making sure that it had properly worked its way through her brain, and ensure it was able to stimulate her accordingly

When she finally woke, he began to adjust the probe, slowly increasing the stimulation, greatly focusing on the region that created a need in her crotch. The area that made her crave something to fill her, making her want something to spread her sex wide, and plunge deep inside of her. He modulated the probe, turning it up and down, but each time he turned it down less, and turned it up more



Jake rolled in his bed, shifting the blanket so it slid off his body, his muscular frame exposed to the warm air. His door was cracked open, and as he shifted again, the blanket slid off entirely. Jake slept naked.

 

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Throughout the cooking, Giselle began to notice the urges that sprouted to life. She was in the middle of scrambling eggs, when the first wave hit. Throbs of lust made her whimper as she finished up the food, feeling herself rubbing against the counter as if to scratch an itch. What was going on? It intensified as she worked on the toast, having to stop completely in the middle of it to clench her thighs together. The slickness was growing as she rubbed her thighs against one another, gripping the counter for some clarity. Why was this happening? The confusion was mixing the thoughts of sex, picturing herself being plowed against the counter over and over again. A light moan left her, trying to complete the last of the breakfast prep before anyone awoke. Giselle managed to push through it, however she wanted desperately to rush to her room and masturbate rather than eat.

Hurried steps took her down the hall, one of the opened doors made her stop in her tracks. It was Jake's room, and the sight within made her knees weak as she stared in a mesmerized state. His sturdy form was completely nude, delectable even as she looked him over. Frankly, she never found him attractive before since they lived together. In the beginning she had to dismiss his advances until he finally got the hint. But now he was more appealing than ever, her aroused nature drawing her into his room step by step. Shakily she breathed as she neared him, her eyes ravenously looking him over from face, to chest, and down to his semi-flaccid cock. It struck her already stimulated heat with a pang, the visions of having him sprung into her mind and felt so right.

Giselle climbed onto the bed, as gently as she could so to not disturb him. Knees straddled his waist, as she lowered her sex onto his. The sleeping shorts she wore were already soaked through at the crotch, her nipples stiff and poking against the thin tank top that matched. Her back was turned to him, as she slowly ground against his length to bring it to life. "Mm.. Yes... Just a little, I just need a little..." she whispered to herself, the drive making no sense to her and causing a deep blush to form. All she could fathom was sex, and having a hard cock in her. Even if he awoke from her vigorous rubbing, she could not stop herself. Giselle clutched the bed sheets as she continued, knowing that this alone would not be enough.

 

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Tlalock watched, making notes on how quickly her behavior became atypical. His study was not intended for this, but he felt as though he were on to a great discovery!



Jack s dream became very very vivid. And it was the gentle shifting of the bed that brought him awake

He glanced down and saw a plump delicious ass, barely contained by tiny gym shirts, the ass was Giselle’s, no doubt, and it was working. Her body was shifting, hips rolling, where she pressed her sex agains thishaft. He could feel the heat, feel the damp

It was all he could do to keep from groaning, but he didn’t dare. She had spent the better part of the last year shooting him down. Her delicious figure constantly taunting him!!


His cock grew thick and hard beneath her, as he bit his lip. Keeping his eyes mostly closed, he watched her generous rotund ass work his thick 8 inches to a throbbing delight. His hips shifting slowly underneath her


Tlalock evaluates the subject, noting that the activity in her brain had exceeded the stimulation level he had set, she was in fact working herself up, he pulled the data from the previous days stimulations, then sent a signal to the probe, exciting the part of her brain that had been stimulated when he had manipulated her breasts.



Kale groaned softly in his ‘sleep’, his legs and hips shifting under her, afraid to be awake, and possibly stop her, but fighting to keep his hands off her

 

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She felt the girth begin to swell, Giselle moaning at the sensation of Jake's cock coming to life. "Yes.... More, I need it...", lightly cooing, her hips now more direct as she ground against him harder. It was similar to being in heat, the stimulation was coming from no where yet everywhere at once. A persistent ache burned on her chest. The sensation was like no other, as if her breasts craved more touching than they were getting. She pulled away the tank top from her body, tossing it on the floor to free her enlarged mounds. The globes of flesh were much bigger than her hands, it was a shock she could grip them at all. Pressing them together, molding both while softly rubbing them, Giselle moaned happily while fingers pinched and tugged at her nipples. Skin was spilling from between her fingers, as she rocked faster along the harden shaft beneath her. The short were nearly drenched at the crotch, barely able to take anymore as she moved her hands down.

She slipped off the shorts just enough to bare her thong and ass. Softly she started to pant while shifting her body higher. Using the head to nudge aside thin silk, Giselle whimpered from the warm movement of his tip as it grazed her slit. "Fuck... Its so big...", she murmured, turning her head to watch as she urged her hole onto his cock. Eyes then glanced to Jake's face, wondering if he was any close to waking up. She could swear his eyes were open, but it was hard to tell. The maddening lust in her demanded she continued, taking the head of him into her hot cunt slowly. "Oh god!", she called out, gyrating herself on the length. Face turned away from him, gradually from lowering herself down. Inch by inch he was enveloped by tightening warm walls, heavily lubricated with her juices. Gasping on the way down, Giselle did not stop until she rested at the base of his length, grinding from side to side in order to soothe her ache.

 

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Jake watched through half closed eyes as she peeled her top off her toned back wasall he could see, but she couldn’t hide her tits for long. As her hands played with her tits, the massive swells of flesh spilled out between her hands, the flesh swelling around her ribs


Her ass didn’t stop grinding, it got worse, or better

He closed his eye quickly when she turned back to look at him, his shaft getting soaked woth her lust.

Her hands quickly shifted her shirts and patties, and he watched her ass swell out of her shorts just as the throbbing head of his cock began to work between her wet warm pussy lips.

In one swift mover, her hips turned, and rather then the head of his cock teasing her slit, it plunged in


She drove down his thick cock, her hips churning on him. And he groaned, no longer able to fake it. He lofted his hands up to her rotund ass, and squeezed the perfect ass he had been aching for ever since he met her. His own hips beginning to shift, drive against her, drive into the fiery tight slit of her sex




Tlalock found himself getting very very intrigued by what was going on. He watched as her mind lit up. Her neurons firing and the active zones flooding He wanted to escalate her condition, but then he stopped, waiting to see the natural cycle



Jakes hands slid over her ass, gripping and squeezing. He half sat up, his hands sliding to her hips and her waist, slipping up to grope at her tremendous tits


“Holy shit G!” He groaned as she rode him

 

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From behind she felt his body stir, warm hands coming to grasp her rear. Giselle gasped, turning her head to face Jake. An instant blush was on her cheeks, but her his continued their movement. "I-I'm sorry, Jake... I'm so sorry... I'm just so fucking horny.. I couldn't help it..." she belted out, her hips starting to rise and show off his heavily lubed cock. She welcomed his wandering hands, as they ran up her stomach and for her needy bust. "Oh, yes, Jake!" Giselle cried out, panting as his hands tried to clutch as much of her abundant flesh as they could. Gradually she started to ride his shaft, moaning happily through ragged breaths. She regretted not doing this before, the feel of his girth stretching and filling her more ecstatic than she thought it would be. Soft squishes of her leaking juice rang out when her slit nestled against his groin, her hands running along his forearms while he fondled her. "Fuck, your cock is in so deep! Its so fucking good!", spewing out the words in a throaty voice, her hips were working nonstop, bouncing along his shaft in a mindless bliss of euphoria. It was clear within the clutches of lust, she could hardly contain herself. The normal everyday roomie now a far deviant harlot than she would like to admit, unable to make sense of what made her this way and rather enjoy the moment while it lasted.

 

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He chuckled at her apology

“Jesus G. You know I’ve wanted this forever” he said as he let her tits go, his hands shifting to her waist, lifting her up and pulling her down as she bounced on his cock mliftibgbjer further and pulling her down harder. Her delicious round ass jiggling as he plunged into her tremendously tight hot pussy.


Her slit was so tight. Her ass so delicious, he let his hands slip down to grip At her ass

He couldn’t take it. His muscles flexed as he lifted her off of his cock. He shoved her down into the floor, on all fours as he didn’t miss a beat and plunged back into her pussy, one hand slipping around her ribs to grope st her tit, using it to pull her back onto his cock as he thrust deep into her. The other hand reached up to grab her hair as he fucked her hard and fast, making her generous ass bounce as it slapped into his hips, and her hefty tits jostle and away as the powerful thrust of his hips thrust her firward.

 

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"I can't.. believe... I'm... doing this..." Giselle panted out, pumping her hips at a rapid pace now. Caught off guard as he pushed her to the floor, she only whined. Still her hormones were driving her, happily getting on all fours. She jutted her ass in the air, beckoning for him until he filled her cunt all over again. Nail raked the floor, his demeanor more rough now. In a daze as he held her hair, using his grip on her breast to pull her to his cock, lips were curled delightfully. "Fuck me, Jake! Yes! Harder! Ram my pussy!", she cried out, eager to slam her ass against him. The impact was loud each time, even more as her secretion gushed out when he drilled into her core. Breasts wiggled violently from each thrust, her rear quaking from his force. "Gonna... cum!!.. Mmm! Fuck!", Giselle squealed ecstatically, mouth agape and eyes hooded from pleasure. It hit as a sudden rush, muscles clamping firmly down around his girth. The hot release of her orgasm coming on strong, and sending her body in tremors as she vigorously moved against him.

 

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Her orgasm clenched on his shaft as though her pussy were trying to milk his cock. It was so intense that it almost made him cum as she shuddered on his shaft. His own orgasm was only moments behind hers.


He quickly drew back, his cock shimmered with her cum, as his next thrust sent it sliding up between her plump ass, and he exploded

Cum showered over her back in thick pearly streamers as his ember pulsed and throbbed

His hips Kept shifting, his meat fucking the swell of her ass cheeks as his bulbous head oozed cum, smearing the warm goo over her asshole as his erection subsided.

He was breathing heavily as he gazed over her body

“We shoulda been doing this a long time ago” he said as his hands released her titty and her hair, only to drift to her ass and give it a greedy squeeze



Gallo just reviewed the data of the crescendo, noting stimulation patterns not experienced last night. Tonight he would try harder to identify ALL of the different ways to stimulate a female

 

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Giselle felt the persistent ache increase when he left her slit, leaving her desperately wanting. She moaned softly, while he used the crack of her ass to jerk him off the rest of the way. Moments later, she sighed happily as the warm splatters of seed landed along her back and rear. The hunger began to subside, senses coming back into play. Yet as he started to paint the split with his milky sperm, she wondered how that would felt. Was she really craving him there too? What was going on with her? Appalled by her actions as everything settled, she shook her head, humiliated by it all. "No, no it shouldn't have happened. I-I don't know what came over me.", Giselle spoke, slowly crawling from him once his hands let her go. Scrambling to her feet, she snatched up her clothes and rushed out of his room. "I need to shower and get ready for work, sorry!", called her voice, quickly hiding behind her bedroom door.

Giselle hoped a hot shower would give her clarity, letting the water warm up before washing off Jake's essence. Silently she had to admit, he was rather amazing at what he did. Just the thought of it all made her throb below, yet she had to bury it for now. Once she finished cleaning up, Giselle tossed on a polo for her job and a beige skirt that drifted around her knees. She could hardly look at Jake without smiling and blushing on the way out, mumbling her farewells and leaving home for the day. Arriving at little early, Giselle briskly walked to the back area of the store, needing to glance over her schedule for the rest of the week.

 

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Tlalock noticed something new during the end of the engagement. She had received stimulus while he had been out of contact with previous determined erogenous zones. He recalled the footage collected from the nanite monitors, noting that the males excretion had been deposited externally, and that his lions had been in contact with her anis. He had reviewed study material called ‘porn’ that had utilized the anus. He made a mental note to evaluate the relevance of this new zone on his test subject during his next evaluation. He also made a note to review more porn for previously discarded possibilities


Mark looked up from the back office of the store when he heard the door open. He looked at his watch and noted the time. He stood up, his short 5 8’ figure was better than most married men in their late thirties. But he was still fighting against time and age. His stomach was not by any means something to brag about, a slight belly at best. And his upper body was moderately muscular from the 2-3 trips he made to the gym. Life was difficult when you had kids.

He looked lean in his slacks and buttoned up shirt, his hazel eyes hidden by a pair of not terribly fashionable glasses. Eyes scanning ahead.

“Oh hey Giselle” he said as he rounded the corner and stepped into the employee lounge. As always she was dressed to impress, the one employee he could never stop thinking about. She was smart confident, drop dead gorgeous and the body of a goddess. Hell she was half the reason he still worked here

“You’re in early”

 

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"Hello, Mark.", She beamed to him, looking back over her schedule. Finger traced along the days, mouthing the times to herself. "Oh you know me, working for that raise." Giselle chuckled softly, having memorized the times in her head before walking to one of the cabinets. As a boss, he had been very good to her. Usually going easy on her when she was sick or needed to call out, and occasionally giving her extra hours when she needed the extra money. She pulled out some coffee, stretching to reach up to the shelf. Her shirt rose to expose her midriff briefly, massive breasts heaving once she fell back on flat feet.

"How are things with you?", casually she spoke, starting up a pot of the strong roast, gently pushing the button after prepping everything. She gave him a light smile, taking a seat at one of the tables and facing his way. Even in the polo, a hint of her cleavage peeked through two of the undone buttons, however she was completely oblivious to the view. Fingers toyed gradually with auburn strands of hair, the welcoming smell of coffee filling the room.