Post Received!
A very short story, written in under 10 minutes. Largely experimental.
I squeaked! My wings buzzed! The door, the door! The door was a being knocked! The door was being knocked!
With nary a moments more delay, I leaped onto my legs, and dashed to the thick wooden door. Barely a second later, I open it with glee. The postman, the man I most wanted to see!
He hands me a notepad and pen. Most certainly, I had to write my signature right then! A quick swish of my hand, and an image left that's perhaps just a bit bland, I hand the notepad back.
With perhaps a bit too much of a smile, I accept the package. As the postman left for his next country mile, there was nary any slackage as I sat back down and tore open the package!
There's a glimmer in my eye, and a grin on my face. It's just what I wanted, not a sigh to be seen! It was almost a race, for me to stuff it in my nose. It was wrapped in lace, it had so much grace!
I unwrapped it, such curves, such dignity! The package said 'Silicone Sculpture'. That didn't even come close to conveying the reality of what it was.
It was bit, it was long. It had veins and bulges. My tongue salivated... it would've rubbed itself onto it if I let it!
But I didn't. It needed to go somewhere. Somewhere special.
Inside the box, certain bottles I had ordered. They contained a wonderful liquid! Slick and sloppy, yet wonderfully sticky.
And so I poured it, over the wondrous idol I had received! It glimmered in the light, demanding my presence. My body. My most innermost intimate depths.
And so then, that I groaned. The very very thoughts racing through my head. They were dirty, they were profound. Dare I say it, the lust ran through me like the loudest of sounds.
My tail raised, and my rear positioned. I was completely unphased, it would go in!
And I lowered myself, the tip prodding in. I shuddered lightly, from pleasure, from anticipation. Just the very tip, and it drove me nuts!
I fell lower, lower and lower, towards the floor. I wanted it, I begged for it! I felt myself stretch wider and wider, my depths screaming to me filled, my body shuddering and shaking with raw pleasure as that was fulfilled.
And finally, I hit it. I hit the floor! With a growling squee, I moaned out loud!
It was an amazing feeling, overwhelming, indescribable. I would have it forever, and nothing will take that away from me.