《Deviation》Interlude - Peeping Penny
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The hot stench of sweat permeated the air. A girl let of small gasp of excitement, the smell was potent and intoxicating. It was familiar at this point, but as a knot of excitement and nervousness kept reminding her. Today was different. It wasn't like she was normally into this sort of thing, but this smell just turned her on so much. It was the smell of her lost love and for ten years she tried desperately to recreated. At first it was just to make him feel close, but over the years of trying it became something more. When she finally succeed she spent the next five year with two fingers desperately trying to scratch and inner itch.
Not an itch in the literal sense, but I hope you get my point.
And okay, maybe not that excessively, but she was obsessed. Besides, it wasn't like she had anything else to do, and it really didn't matter. She was already dead. The after life was supposed to be about bliss right? So what's the harm in a bit, or even a lot of self love.
Today though, well she had created a realistic version of her love. Not hard where she was, all it took was a little imagination and pow it exists. She beckoned the construct forward. Even if this was tantamount to her playing with her, albeit with more steps, she was still hesitant to go through with it. She had waited for a chance to be reborn near her love, so he could fuck her properly, but no chance presented itself. Almost everyone in the town was related. Even if that wasn't an issue she still wanted to be reborn as a girl. Unfortunately the first girl to be born came seven years after Leon.
So the girl decided to just spend her afterlife watching Leon, when he died she would see about moving on. She got a scare a few months back when Leon died, but was relieved when he came back as a ghost. This opened some exciting possibilities for Penny, our peeping tom. If she could be reborn as a monster or something of its ilk nearby Leon. They might perhaps be able to fall in love once more. Unfortunately nothing suitable came up. So Penny was her enjoying her luxury and fake Leon's tongue.
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Her back arched and she moaned loudly, urging the creation on wards she was getting closer now.
I should say, deeply enjoying his tongue.
But I hear you ask, dear friends, why? Why does she get paradise? And why does she get to choose her next vessel? Well that's easy, my dear friends, it is because of all the artificial souls on Earth very few have boundless possibilities. Meaning that no matter what they choose to focus on or become, they will undoubtedly become terrifyingly powerful. These presences inspire others to try their hardest to grow strong, which is why there are so few. The ones that do exist are meant to be beacons of power for the weak to gather around.
We have in fact already seen one such individual, Tekanis though he has even exceeded the rest of his kind. So Penny has the privilege of watching Fracture to find a vessel suited to her, whilst enjoying the fruits of her imagination. The moment she had been putting off was getting closer. She would finally cast off her virginity, he was there ready to enter her all she had to do was give the word.
A harsh beep sound out breaking her concentration, and fake Leon disappeared.
"Damnit! What is it now?!" She almost screamed. The system alerting to a new vessel always seemed to interrupt at the good parts.
She looked down at the screen, and the new potential vessel. It was odd. Some sort of treant variant, it was all white and a bit scary looking.
"Huh? I thought this was Leon's body..." Frantically she search for Leon and found the nymph perfectly fine. Actually, better than fine, apparently Leon got his soul put back together.
"Does that mean the damn murdering bug is dead too?" She paused looking for it nearby, "Fuck, I guess I can't have everything."
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She watched the screen showing Leon a bit longer, if she chose the treant then she would be bound to Leon. The downside is that they would probably never get to do it. An extremely tough choice for the perverted Penny, but fuck it. She tried to mash the reincarnated button.
"Error. Vessel is currently occupied." Spoke a metallic voice.
"Fuck you, no it isn't." But as Penny watched she realized that it was. It was occupied by Leon. He was operating the treant himself. It looked like he was having fun, and might be in that treant for a while. So shouldn't she have some fun? After all she was going to give up her genitals, might as well get some use out of them.
Before she could second guess it, her imagination started up again. She waa face down, bent over at the waist, with Leon's hands were on her back. She felt him near her entry, it felt burning hot and she bit her lip. Without anymore preamble Leon was inside her, and Penny was in bliss. Even though it was her first time and it shouldn't have felt that good, it was her imagination.
Hard and fast Leon fucked her, it was rough and yet not rough enough. She let of gasps and moans with every thrust, it felt good enough to drive her wild. She wanted Leon all over her. Then a second Leon appeared in front of Penny, and without hesitation she wrapped her lips around his member. The second Leon slowly began to fuck her throat, as she reached her first climax. Everywhere Leon touched felt like bliss to Penny. A tingling filled Penny as she wanted more.
She felt both Leon's finish inside her, one pouring his thick stuff down her throat which only increased the tingling. The other Leon was twitching insanely inside her. It was thick, almost disgustingly so, salty and sickly sweet. It didn't taste very good. Gulping it down made her feel dirty, and it only turned her on more. The Leon fucking her flipped her over, picked her up and began fucking her standing up. He was pressing Penny against the second Leon. Hard. One was fucking her, whilst the other bit her neck and left hickys.
"Well as the old adage goes, butt fuck it!" Cried out Penny, truly letting her imagination run away with her.
She had never done any butt stuff whilst alive, but it was her fantasy right? She is allowed to delude herself, or make herself as lewd as she wants. Regardless the second Leon pressed into her back entrance, and it set her body a flame. Every touch, breath and motion was amplified. She came and came until both Leon's had fucked her silly. Until she couldn't maintain the fantasy anymore. The Leon's vanished leaving Penny leaking on the floor blissed out.
After a bit of rest and maybe another two rounds, Penny was finally able to reincarnate.
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