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Wishes

Chapter 1 - First Wish

By XP Author

Julian looked around, confused but somehow not worried that he had no idea where he was or how he got here. Or what here even was. "Hello?" He called out, but heard nothing. There was no wind, no sound at all. It was not dark, but it also was not blinding white. It was hard to describe any color at all. He realized there was no ground, either. He was just kind of floating there. Wherever 'there' was. The 22 year old zebra wondered if he could move like this. He could move his arms and legs around just fine, but he had no sense of forward momentum. "This is the strangest dream I've ever had... and kinda boring."

As if on cue, a cloud of... he had no idea what to describe it as. It looked like a swirling mass of energy from an anime, a deep purple in color, with flashes and swirls of green and blue within. Then it did something he did not expect it to do. It spoke. "Julian Verigan." The voice was so deep, it was like the rumble of rolling thunder. Yet it was calm and passive, but oddly kind and reassuring. "My name is" it made a noise that he had no way of replicating. "For ease, you may call me Ghebai. I have brought you here as an apology."

He tilted his head. "Apology for wha-" Suddenly his head exploded in pain. He suddenly remembered what he was doing. He was walking home from class, just about to turn down his street, when he felt some kind of earthquake under him. No... it was more like it came from inside of him, like his very being rumbled with thunder. Then... "Oh my god! I was hit by lightning!" Suddenly in a panic, he looked around again. "Am I dead!? Is this like... the judgment room or something!? Are you... are you God!?"

The cloud swirled passively nearby, but somehow he knew what he said had amused the... thing. "No. I am not your god, though I am divine. And you are not dead. I am closer to what your... pop culture... calls a Genie."

Julian shook his head. "A... genie!?"

He got the impression that if the cloud could nod, it was doing that now. "Yes. A powerful being of magical and mystical energies. I was trapped deep below the earth for many thousands of years. You were unfortunate enough to be standing exactly where I was trapped just as I broke free. The result was your body being struck by what seemed like lightning. This is what I have to apologize for. I meant you no harm."

He rubbed his head. "So... that's it? You accidentally hit me with lightning and you just want to say sorry? You know, I'm a mortal being. Flesh and blood and all that? Lightning kills us!"

The cloud swirled a little more. "Your body is already healed. But you are correct. As a further apology, I will grant you three wishes, like the tales of your genies."

He blinked. "Any three wishes?"

"Yes."

Now he had to think. "I... jeeze, I don't know. Those stories are always morality tales about how getting that kinda power destroys people. Of course, they always ask for things like money or control of politics or something." He knew he was rambling, but the cloud... genie... thing seemed patient enough. "I don't know..." After a moment, he just blurted out something. "How about the power to stop and start time whenever I want!"

The cloud remained passive. "An odd request, but one I can grant. May I ask why you choose this?"

He shrugged. "I dunno. I'm always late to everything and wish I had more time to do stuff I wanted to do. It was that, or super speed, but that comes with its own issues."

He got the impression the cloud nodded again. "Very well. The ability is yours. What is your second wish."

Julian shook his head. "Man, I don't know. Can I think about it more?" He really just wanted to wake up from whatever crazy fever dream this was.

Ghebai rumbled, again reminding him of distant thunder. "Yes. You may take all the time you need to choose. Simply call my name when you choose. I will bring your mind here again."

The zebra winced. "Without the lightning this ti-" The world became a blinding flash of light, then darkness.

* * *

Julian groaned as he slowly woke back up. His head hurt like nobody's business and his body tingled like he was covered in static. Nothing really hurt though, not more than the throbbing in his head and even that was already going away. He realized he was on a very uncomfortable bed, with an inadequate pillow under his head. "Finally awake?" He groaned as he heard the unmistakable annoyed voice of his twin sister, Jillian.

He opened his eyes to see he was in a hospital room. Not exactly ICU, but one of those rooms they put you in after you hit your head to make sure you don't swallow your tongue in your sleep or something. At least he did not have any of those monitors or wires hooked up to him. "Yeah..." He sat up slowly, groaning a little again as his head still ached a little. "How long was I out?"

She sighed, and he saw at least a little concern on her face. "They brought you in about 8 hours ago." The concern was quickly replaced by the familiar annoyance. "Had us all worried, you asshole!"

He laughed a little. "Sorry, Jill. Not like I set out to be hit by lightning today." He started to sit up slowly, then groaned slightly. Everything was stiff for some reason, but nothing really hurt exactly. It was probably just from the uncomfortable bed.

She scoffed. "Can't even do THAT right. Doctors say it's some kind of miracle. They think the lightning only struck in front of you and the shockwave or whatever knocked you out."

Julian just took in a deep breath and let it out. "So, I'm fine then? I can get out of here and go home?"

His sister frowned. "Yes, you're fine! Not a scratch on you! You were just sleeping there for hours like the lazy ass you are." She sighed again. "Anyway, the doctors will probably want to check you out one last time, but then we can go home." She turned and started towards the door. "I'll go get them now so we can get out of here. I'm sick of sitting around waiting for you to wake up." With that, she walked out to get the doctor.

An hour later, they were heading home. He sat in the passenger seat of Jill's car. He had his eyes closed, trying to listen to the droning of the car's engine and wheels on the road, to the cars outside, to the low radio. Anything other than the constant bitching his sister was giving him the whole trip back. "I was supposed to be on a date with Kevin today. But NO~O! You had to go and pass out in the middle of the road. Fucking pussy."

Julian sighed again. "It's not like I went out of my way to-"

"Shut up, asshole." She interrupted him. "I had to cancel my entire plans today so I could watch your ass sleep." She shook her head. "You know, Mom was pretty pissed off when she heard, too!"

He gave her a dubious look. "Really? MOM was pissed off? I don't think she knows how." Their mother was possibly one of the nicest people he had ever known. Sure, the woman was known to get annoyed or worried, maybe even angry from time to time, but pissed off was an emotion that he was pretty sure was completely alien to her.

Jill sighed dramatically. "Fine, she was worried. And upset! You made her upset!"

That he could believe. "Why?"

She rolled her eyes. "Because her idiot son went and passed out! And she couldn't come to see you! It's not like she can just drive down here at a moment's notice!"

Julian nodded. Their mother lived a few cities over. She had moved for her job, but as both Julian and Jill were already in local college, they stayed in the house they grew up in. While it was only a 5 hour drive, he doubted that the bitch rabbit she worked for would have given her the day off for something as silly as a family emergency. "I'll call her when we get home." He remained quiet for the rest of the drive home, though he wished his sister would do the same. Instead, he had to endure her constant bitching at him the whole trip. In the back of his mind, he wondered if he should have wished for the power to fast forward time instead.

* * *

"Yes, Mom. I'm fine!" Julian laid on his bed, phone in hand while he stared up at the ceiling, running hands through his short, black hair. "Doctors said I wasn't hurt, just... got knocked out."

His mother, Freya, still sounded quite flustered over the phone, the concern almost oozing through the speaker. "Are you sure? You might have knocked your head on the fall afterwards. You should lay down and get some rest."

He rolled his eyes again. "I got plenty of rest already. Seriously, I'm okay." He had repeated that about a dozen times already to her in the last few minutes. True to his word, he called his mother once he got home. He was lucky enough to catch her right at the end of her shift.

Freya let out a shaky breath she had been holding. "Okay... I'm glad that you're alright." There was a long pause. "Listen. I work tomorrow, but after that I've got a few days off." He smirked, knowing what was coming. "I could come down and visit you and your sister. I could stay a few days, make sure-"

"Mom." He interrupted. "I'm fine. Jill is fine, too." He could almost hear the worry. "But I wouldn't mind you visiting." She made no effort to hide the sigh of relief. "I'll let Jill know."

"Okay." He still heard the worry in her voice. "I love you, Jules. Tell your sister I said I love her, too."

He smiled. "Love you, too, Mom. I'll talk to you later." He hit the button to hang up and set his phone down on the table beside his bed, letting out a heavy sigh. That woman worries way too much." He just lay there for a moment, until a sudden thought struck him. "Oh shit, I should let Sarah know I'm okay." He reached over for the phone again, but only managed to bump it instead of grab it, knocking it off the table. "Shit!" He reached out to try and snatch the phone out of the air... and paused. He stared at his phone as it hung, suspended in the air mid-fall. "Wha..." The foggy memory of the... genie... thing came back to him, along with his wish.

Julian looked around. It was hard to tell if he really did just freeze time around him. He grabbed a pillow off his bed and threw it into the air. It sailed up, then just hung there in the air. The bed under him still had a little give as he moved on it, but when he got off, he could see where he was sitting. "This is really strange." He grabbed his phone and hit the button to unlock the screen. Sure enough, it came on at his command. "So stuff still works when I want it to, but... just sits there when I don't? Convenient..." He wondered if it was just localized around him. He would have to test that later. "Now how do I- oh!" The moment he thought of how to turn off the power, time started moving again. The pillow fell out of the air and landed on his bed, which made a soft creek as it no longer had his weight on it. "Huh... easy enough..."

He sat back down and hit the speed dial for his girlfriend, Sarah. After a few seconds, he heard the click as the gazelle picked up. "Jules? Oh my god! I heard what happened, are you okay!?"

He smiled as he heard her voice. "Yes, I'm fine. Just got knocked on my ass. Nothing hurt. Not even a concussion or anything."

She paused, and he could just picture her pacing. "Are you sure? I mean, maybe they missed-"

"Sarah." He interrupted. "I literally JUST had this conversation with Mom. Please, I'm fine, okay?"

She sighed softly. "Yeah, okay."

He breathed a soft sigh of his own that he managed to avoid having to go through all that again. "Hey, if you're free right now, I could come over. Let you... check me out first hand?"

He could almost hear the frown. "Jules, you know I'm not..." She cut herself off as she realized he was kidding. Mostly kidding, at least. "Yeah... Yeah, I'm free. You can come over."

Julian grinned. "Awesome. I'll see you in... 20 minutes or so."

"Okay. See you then." With that, she hung up. He sighed a little, wishing she was more up for a closer examination. Unfortunately, Sarah was one of those girls that wanted to wait until marriage for anything more than holding hands and kisses. She was sweet, and quite a looker, and even into most of the same games and shows as he was, so it was more of a minor annoyance. A minor annoyance that left him more than a little pent up most times.

He stuffed his phone into his jeans pocket and made his way out of his room. He saw the light coming from Jill's room and remembered what his mother had said. He knocked on the door, and heard the heavy sigh, followed by a very annoyed "What?"

He shook his head, but tried to just ignore the tone. "I talked to mom. She wanted me to tell you... can I open the door? I'd rather not shout at you through it."

Another withering sigh. "Fine." He frowned a little, but opened the door. Her room was far neater than his, though just as cramped. Her bed was covered in a fluffy, lavender cover, her desk crammed against the wall opposite the bed, leaving little room for the chair she sat on between the two. He saw the gray furred canine face of Kevin, her boyfriend. Or at least her current boyfriend, since she tended to go through them on a monthly basis.

Though he supposed Kevin has lasted at least more than a month so far... "What's up, little pony? Feeling better from your fall?" He was still kind of a dick.

Jill smirked, but still shushed the man as she turned to look at her brother. "Alright, what was it Mom wanted to say? I'm kind of busy."

It took a lot to resist making the cam-sex joke that came to mind. "Well, she said that she's going to be coming by day after tomorrow."

She rolled her eyes. "Oh, great. Your idea?"

He frowned again. "No... HER idea. What, too stuck up to be happy to see Mom for the first time in months?"

She frowned right back, but really did not have much of a response. "No, I..." She sighed again. He saw the smirk Kevin got. "Fine. Anything else?"

He nodded. "Yeah. I'm heading out for a while. Going to Sarahs. Probably be back tonight."

She rolled her eyes. "Fine. Go have fun with your prude goat."

"Gazelle!" He scowled at her. She always messed it up on purpose.

She shook her head and gave him a dismissive wave to shoo him away. "Fine, whatever. Go have nerdy fun together. Just don't go getting hit by lightning again, or a car or something this time. Now go away." He bit back the urge to rise to the bait, and just turned around, closing the door a little too hard behind him. He rolled his eyes and shook his head, and was about to walk away when he heard her talking to Kevin again. "Fucking loser." He grit his teeth when he heard that. It was time to teach her a lesson... and he knew just how.

He thought about time stopping again. He actually felt it happen now that he was actually paying attention. It was a strange sensation, though not unpleasant in any way. More like all the air around him suddenly grew deathly still. He was still cautious in opening her door again, but sure enough, Jill was completely frozen in place in her chair, leaning back just a little. The image on her computer was also frozen in place, so he assumed this whole effect was... well... everywhere, and not just localized around him. For a brief moment, he wondered if it extended out to the whole universe, but the very notion that he had some kind of control over the entire universe made his head hurt a little. Best not to think about it.

Instead, he brazenly stepped into Jill's room, eyeing her up and down. She had changed out of the outfit she was wearing when she picked him up at the hospital. Now she wore a light-pink button down blouse, with the top few buttons undone to show off her cleavage. He could see several of the dark stripes tapering off at the exposed top of her tits. He had to admit, she had a pretty decent rack. He got closer to her, and reached out to gently poke her shoulder to see if she would react, the same way his phone worked for him earlier. She remained completely frozen, though he could push her chair around if he wanted. He mused to himself, "Man, this is cool... weird, but cool."

Satisfied that she wouldn't suddenly turn and slap him, he reached out to start unbuttoning her shirt. Pulling it open, it revealed that she had no bra at all under it. He was kind of surprised, considering the weighty set of tits she was sporting. He grabbed them, one in each hand, and gave them a firm squeeze. They were soft under his touch, and he could just feel her nipples pressing against his palms. "Wonder how many guys you've actually let grab these things." He continued to fondle and grope at her, his eyes trailing down to her exposed belly. Her stripes were very similar to his own, which made sense them being twins and all. They were thick, tapering off along her sides to a rounded point, leaving her belly covered in nothing but the plain white fur.

He ran one hand down to that soft belly, pushing against the pliant flesh a little just above the waist of her pants. He was tempted to slip his fingers lower and tease at the pussy hidden under it, but decided not to. Groping his twin sister's tits was enough right now. If he went any further, he might not be able to stop himself from going all the way. He was pretty pent up from Sarah's constant denial, after all. Instead, he forced himself to take a step back. He positioned her so that she was still facing her webcam, tits now fully on display. He gave her cheek a gentle kiss and whispered in her ear. "Enjoy giving him a show, sis."

He turned and left the room, shutting the door behind him. He thought about time flowing again, and suddenly it was. Again, the strange feeling, like letting out a held breath, the air suddenly able to move again around him. With his ear near the door, he heard Jill's voice. He was surprised that the first thing he heard was a gasp and a moan, but he had to stop himself from laughing at what came after that. "OH SHIT!" He could hear her moving to cover herself so quickly that she nearly fell out of the chair. "Fucking shirt! I just bought this- KEVIN! Stop staring! First Jules' bullshit, and now this! Ugh! This is the worst day EVER! Stop laughing, you asshole!" The sound of her disconnecting the call was clear, as were her muttered curses afterwards.

Julian grunted, satisfied with how that went. "Serves her right for being such a bitch all the time." With his prank successful, he made his way to the front of the house, and then out to the side where he kept his bike. It was hardly an impressive model, but at least it didn't look like something that belonged to a child. He usually walked to college, since it was only three blocks away, but Sarah's was a little farther. Still only a 15 minute bike ride. So he hopped onto the bike, got his helmet in place on his head, and was off down the street.

* * *

Julian pulled his bike to a stop in front of the house. He had thought about stopping time to surprise Sarah with how fast he got there, but decided against it. He honestly just wanted to feel the wind on his face as he rode, and there wasn't exactly any wind if time was frozen. The house itself was fairly large, at least compared to the one he and his sister stayed in. His place was just a little one story deal, with the two bedrooms, a living room, and the kitchen. Sarah's was much closer to a proper house. Two stories, three bedrooms, even a garage. Her parents were quite wealthy, and it showed how much they liked to dote on their only child setting her up with a place like this while at college.

He took a minute to let himself catch his breath as he walked up the path to the door. He leaned his bike against the rail on her porch, setting his helmet down on the seat. He ran a hand through his dark hair to get rid of the helmet-head look, then pressed the doorbell. It took a few moments, but he heard the hoof falls of the woman coming down the stairs. Then the door opened, and he saw her smiling face. "Hey!"

He smiled right back, holding his arms out. "Hey to you, too!"

She happily accepted the offer and leaned in to hug him. She even gave him a gentle kiss on his chin. "I'm glad that you're okay!" She was almost a foot shorter than he was, her hair a light blond left loose down to her shoulders. She was thin, but with just a little extra around her middle. As she pressed against him, he could not help but compare the chest pressing against his to that of his sister's. She was a little smaller than Jill, but they felt more firm. He also knew for a fact that she actually wore a bra. She took a step back, then motioned for him to follow. "C'mon inside! I'll get you a water."

He smiled as he followed, watching her shapely rear sway as she walked toward the kitchen. When at home, she was almost always wearing shorts, the kind that showed off that lovely rear. He wondered if she even knew how much it teased him. "Thanks." He called out, shutting the door behind him.

After getting him the water, the two of them went to the living room. There was an overstuffed couch, and a well used beanbag chair sitting in front of an absolutely massive TV. A half dozen gaming consoles were hooked up to the thing, most with the controllers neatly coiled and sat either on top or next to the console they belonged to. The shelf beside the TV was full of two things: Game boxes, and anime DVDs. She was WAY more into anime than he was, but she was no stranger to a good sci-fi movie, either, which was more his style. The two of them sat on the couch, him sipping at a bottle of water she provided, her checking her phone every so often. It kept making the new message ping every few moments.

Forcing down his curiosity, he looked over at her. "So, watching any new anime?"

She looked up from her phone, nodding happily. "Yeah! There's this new one that I started watching yesterday! It's this really sweet romantic-"

He held up a hand. "Let me rephrase. Any new anime that _I'd_be interested in?"

She closed her mouth, thinking for a moment. "Hmmm... not really. Nothing new no the shonen side of things. I mean, other than another half dozen Isekai. They're all pretty standard stuff from what I've seen."

He rolled his eyes. "Uh, more of that crap? They're always the same thing." He heard her phone make another ping. She looked at the screen, but just set it down beside her, only for it to ping again. He nodded at her phone. "You're popular today. New friend?"

She smiled at him, shrugging a little. "Kind of. Someone from class."

He quirked an eyebrow at that. "Oh? Anyone I know?"

She pursed her lips for a moment, then shook her head. "No, I don't think you know them."

When her phone pinged again, he could not stand not knowing anymore. When she picked it up, he froze time the moment after she unlocked it. He smiled at her frozen face. "Sorry, love. I've just got to know who you're gossiping with. Wonder if it's... about... me..." his voice trailed off as he looked at the screen. He had expected to see just a bunch of text, and while there were messages, he was not expecting to see them interspersed with dick picks. "What the fuck...?" He scrolled up, seeing they were all from the same guy, some red fox named Greg.

Worse was the messages attached with them. Things like 'think that idiot actually died?' with the both of them laughing about his trip to the hospital. There were other messages where she complained about him, the fact that he was so clingy and into 'stupid sci-fi junk.' They had actually met over their mutual love of sci-fi... at least that was what he had thought. Another message sent by her read 'Ugh, the loser is coming over later. Sorry, I'll try to shoo him away for playtime later.' It was not a hard guess what 'playtime' meant, since the following messages were pictures of the guy's junk with taglines reading 'it'll be waiting' and 'already hard waiting for you.'

He felt his breath coming in short gasps, his heart pounding in his chest. "She's... been..." He scrolled up further to see what else they may have been saying. Then he saw the pictures she was sending this Greg person. Nudes, lots of nudes. Pictures of her tits, ass, even her pussy, all on full display while posing seductively. He looked at her, still frozen as she was. "You... lying bitch! You said you were waiting to be married for all this!?"

He felt his hand shaking, gripping the phone so hard he might break it. He took a deep breath, letting it out slowly, trying to calm himself. "Relax... maybe she's just into the online thing..." He decided to flip over to her photos, to see just what other kinds of pictures she was sending. There were so many pictures of her nude, posing on her bed, playing with herself, using toys. Then she saw pictures of herself hugging Greg. He recognized the park they were in, too. It was only a few miles from campus. He rode his bike along the trails there all the time. This wasn't just some guy who knows how far away.

Scrolling through the pictures, he saw a video file. He hit it and it opened up. He felt like throwing up when he saw what it was. Greg was shoving his cock deep into her pussy, grunting heavily. Her moans were loud, but she made sure to point the phone's camera to get the best angle of the action as she could. Greg grunted again, then pulled out only to blast his load all over her belly, all while Sarah moaned loud from it all.

The fox panted, rolling over beside her. "Bet your 'boyfriend' never fucks you like that."

She chuckled. "He never fucks me at all. And he never will. Like I'd let that idiot's cock anywhere near me." He stopped the video there, not able to stomach hearing or seeing any more.

Julian got up, throwing the phone to the floor. It bounced once, then stayed frozen in the air, hanging a few inches off the ground. He started to pace back and forth. "Fuck.... oh fuck..." He felt like his world was falling apart around him. He had been dating Sarah for almost two years now, and she had been fucking some other guy behind his back. She told him she wanted to wait, that she wouldn't have sex or even do anything more than kissing before being married. "Lying... piece of..." He turned to look at her, at the cute face of the girl he loved, the one he THOUGHT loved him. "You little lying BITCH!"

Before he knew what he was doing, his fist was in motion, smashing the side of her face as hard as he could. Her head jerked to the side, a slight indent on her cheek where his fist had hit, but there was no other reaction from her. Figuring she would never notice exactly what he did while frozen, he let his fury bubble up, until it took him over. He growled at her, absolutely seething with rage. He lashed out again, hitting her face from the other side. "All this time!" He slammed his fist again. "You led me on for TWO YEARS!" He smashed his fist into her gut this time. " TWO YEARS! How many other guys have you fucked, huh!?" He grabbed her neck tight, dragging her off of the couch and throwing her to the floor as hard as he could. She hit the floor and stayed there, lying like an action figure stuck in one pose.

He raised his hoof up, only to press down hard against her face, grinding it into the floor. Lifting his hoof, he reared his leg back to kick her, but just put his hoof down on the floor again. A full kick would probably shatter her skull. "Fuck!" He grabbed his hair, turning and pacing once more. "God dammit, Sarah! Why!?" He felt bitter tears in his eyes. "Fucking just leading me around like some love sick puppy dog. And I'm such a goddamned IDIOT for letting you!"

He turned and looked down at her. She laid on her back, arms forward like she was still holding her phone, her legs up in the air, still from her sitting position on the couch. He growled down at her again, reaching out to part those legs a little. "Fucking bitch. You won't let my cock anywhere near you?" He crouched down and grabbed her shorts. "Then I'm going to fuck you while you can't do a thing to stop me! And you won't even know it!" He yanked her shorts down her legs, pulling them off and pitching them to the side. Under the shorts was a pair of lacy panties. "Fucking lingerie? Guess you were all ready for your 'playtime' with Greg, huh?" He grabbed the panties and yanked them down, leaving them dangling off of one ankle.

He shoved her legs wider apart to get a view of her exposed pussy. He leaned in and took a deep breath. The scent of her arousal was obvious. "Oh, you really were ready for that fox's cock, weren't you?" He stood up and started to open his own pants, shoving them and his boxers down. His cock slipped free, already hardening. Being an equine, his shaft was hardly small, either. He knelt down once more, slapping his growing length against her abs. "I'm going to enjoy shoving this thing into your cunt, you cheating whore!"

He pulled back his hips, until the flat head was pressed against her bared pussy lips. He pressed forward, but felt the resistance. "Unph... yeah, that's right. You've only had that guy's tiny dick before, haven't you? Guess I'll have to be a little more forceful." He gripped at her thighs and pulled her back a little, shoving himself forward harder. His tip finally slipped into her, and he let out a moan as he felt the tight inner walls around him. "Ah... finally. I've wanted to fuck you for so long!" He shoved himself deeper into her, moaning loud at just how tight she was around him.

He started to thrust hard, each thrust pushing a little more of his now throbbing hard cock into that tight hole. "God damn, woman, but you are tight!" He reached out to take her hips and pull her back a little more. "Maybe I should unfreeze time and let you feel just what you're missing out on!" He did not do that, though for a moment he was worried that just thinking it would do it. Thankfully, everything remained frozen. "No. You'll take this horse's dick and never know it!"

As he started to thrust harder, his hands moved up her body. He shoved her arms out of the way, then yanked her shirt up. As he expected, there was a matching lacy bra under her t-shirt, holding her ample breasts. He grunted and yanked the bra down to expose those tits. They bounced for only a second. He reached up to grab them, giving each a firm, rough squeeze. "Fuck... lying little bitches like you don't deserve such pretty bodies!" He grunted. "Why are all the pretty ones such cunts!?"

He shoved deeper into her, only to feel his head press against the back of her pussy. She had barely taken all past his medial ring and she was already full. "Fuck..." He grunted again, gripping her tits hard and using them as leverage. He started to pound away at her, slamming the flat head of his prick against her cervix over and over. There was no way he'd be punching through it without tearing something vital, so he just made do with only half his cock being squeezed by her tight cunt. His heavy balls still swung about between his legs with every thrust, his bristly tail flicking about behind him. "Maybe next time I'll see how much your ass can take!"

He felt himself growing close already. Two years of being led on by her had left him quite pent up. Jerking off only did so much to help. He grunted and groaned as he slammed himself deep over and over again. His cock twitched within her, his head flaring wide as it pressed right against the entrance to her womb. He threw his head back and let out an orgasmic cry as he pressed as deep as he could, then blasted her insides with all he had to give. Wave after wave of his seed poured into her, coating her inside, pouring into her womb, and bubbling back out to flow around his cock and drool onto the hard wood floor under them. He thrust several more times, each one forcing another wave of cum to blast into her. "Take it all, you cheating little slut!"

He had no idea how long his orgasm lasted for. Not like that mattered with time frozen, anyway. Eventually, his flow started to subside, the flared tip of his cock starting to deflate a little so he could pull himself back out again. His seed still dripped from his cock as he pulled back, sitting down on the floor and leaning back against the couch. He let himself catch his breath, rubbing his softening prick a little to let the last of his cum drool out onto the floor. He would have to clean that, and her up of course. Though what he deposited into her womb could stay there. A nice surprise for when she stood up.

He took his time cleaning up the mess, using her bathroom towels and some of her dirty laundry to do it. He also wiped up what drooled out of him using one of her nicer shirts, which he put with the rest of the dirty clothes back into the washer. "Serves you right. Hope it fucking stains." He got her dressed again, then picked her up to put her back onto the sofa where she had been when he first froze time. He slipped her phone back into her hands after switching the screen back to the messages again. Finally, he got himself dressed once more and sat down beside her. He had been debating revealing to her that he knew she was cheating, but instead decided to not. If she was going to fuck with him like that, then he was going to quite literally fuck with her whenever he could. He took a breath, held it for a moment, then let it out and let time start flowing again.

That was when everything went wrong.

The moment time was able to flow, her head jerked from side to side rapidly, like she was suffering from a seizure. She cried out, only for her voice to get choked off into a gurgle as blood splashed from her lips. He saw more running from her nose, and yet more trickling down the side of her face. Her spasming body fell off of the sofa, writhing and flopping about on the ground like a fish out of water. "W-wha...!? No!" He watched as she lay there, gurgling incoherently as she twitched about. His eyes went wider as he saw a dark stain spreading on her crotch. A dark RED stain, blood seeping into her shorts. After another jerk, her body went still, blood flowing from her mouth and nose, her eyes rolled back.

He watched it all happening, his breath shallow, eyes wide. "What... happened!?" He reached down to touch her neck, and found no pulse. "Oh god... no..." His fingers moved up, and he felt her jaw. It was all wrong, broken and dislocated. When he turned her head, he saw a clear hoof print on the side where he had ground her against the floor. "No... no, this is all wrong!" He looked down at her, seeing the blood still seeping into her pants. He must have torn something when he fucked her, but being frozen like she was, there was no blood from it. "No!"

He had thought that anything he did when time was frozen would go unnoticed. Instead, it all happened at once. She took the force of every punch he gave her all at the same time. He must have given her a brain hemorrhage from that! All the blood at her crotch... his guess was that every thrust into her pussy happened at once, tearing her flesh raw. He fell backwards, landing on his ass, panting heavily. "Oh... God I killed her! No... Sarah... oh fuck... no! No! No no no nononono!" He just kept repeating the word over and over, his mind racing. There was no way he could get out of this. He had left so much evidence. His cum was everywhere, including deep inside of her, now leaking out with her blood into her pants.

He could run, freeze time and get away, but... where would he go? He would always be on the run for the rest of his life. And if he got caught asleep, or tazed or just... shot!? There was no freezing time if he was SHOT! He felt his panic rising to a crescendo. Then one name came to mind. He looked up, shouting it as loud as he could.

" GHEBAI!"

He felt a rumble in his very soul, like the center of his being was suddenly a thunderstorm. Suddenly, the world was nothing but bright, white hot light, flashing before his eyes, blinding him. A feeling like electricity struck him, coursed over his whole body. And then....

* *End Chapter 1* *