So Fun - Halloween 2019
Story by KitFox on SoFurry
Preferences can cause some scary things sometimes...
So Fun
Halloween 2019
"Why you play girl characters? You cybor on them 'cuz you like guys?"
Will had no problem answering even while focusing on the raid. "I'm super-straight dude. Like a hundred and ten percent straight. So if I'm gonna stare at the back of a toon all the time, I want it to be a cute chick." He shuddered at a thought and missed a key in his rotation. "Shit. You made me think of sex with a guy and now my cycle's all broken. Thanks a lot. No way I'll be top DPS for the fight. And there's no ERP in the tabletop games or with other people's characters with my OCs. The art only ever gets Max with them."
That was the only male character he'd ever made and the first character he'd ever made. A strong male black panther that was the only one who ever got depicted in art with any of his females.
"You play all animal chicks too. What're'ya, a furfag?" The friend was pushing it now, but also drunk off his ass.
"Of course I'm a furry." He got back into his cycle for the last few percent of the boss. "You got me into it." Turned out the furry thing was awesome and had a lot of porn art that was much more interesting than human stuff. "And I'm still not gay. Nothing goes into my ass, you got that? Go home before you barf, man." Thankfully his skill at this raid boss overcame his near panic attack at the mere thought of somebody going after his ass.
"I'ze ok. I can shtill feel my feet." He paused. "Oh, wait… no, cannoz. 'Kay. Whur's home?"
"Next door. Don't scare the trick or treaters."
"Oh yeaaaaaaaah."
Will was happy to have the door close and his apartment remain barf-free as the boss went down and the sweet, sweet loots were there. With nothing for him. Damn.
"No good gear for four weeks in six games," a tiny voice said. "You should get something nice. I know just the thing!"
The man spun in his chair but was stopped in short order by the back of the chair hitting the desk. "Who said that?" he demanded, not recognizing the voice. It was so tiny it was difficult to say whether it was male or female even.
"I did!" A tiny speck of light literally buzzed up from the futon.
"What the hell?! Practical joke mini drone?" Will demanded, jumping to his feetIt looked way too small to be a drone. Maybe the size of a gnat.
"Oh no, no. I'm a sprite!" the thing said, laughing merrily. "It's the right time of year for tricks and treats, and you need treats. Sooooooooo…" She did a little buzz in a loop. "I'll make your characters come to life and really want to have sex with you! You'll love that! Okay?"
"Wait, what?"
"Your characters. You made them, and you get art, and play games of them, and you like looking at them. So I'll make them for real for a little while and really want to have sex with you, then you can enjoy it. Only one at a time though and only tonight. You have one dick and I only have so much magic. Okay?"
He put his hand to his head. He didn't do drugs and he didn't feel like he was sick. He was tired from staying up way too late the prior night for a gaming session. "Magic?"
"I'm a sprite. I'm magic. Like poof, flowers!" Sure enough, when she exclaimed that, there was a sudden explosion of dandelion blooms in the air that surprised Will into sitting down hard. The flowers bounced off him, landed and vanished. "This is the last time I can ask. I need your permission or I can't do it. Your characters, and they'll all really want to have sex with you. Okay?"
"I…" He paused as the speck went still in the air and flashed. "...okay."
"Yay! You'll love this!"
The mote of light did a rapid whirlwind of movement and then vanished, leaving behind little glittery dust puffs that slowly sank to the ground.
"Did I eat something spoiled?" Will muttered to himself, glancing at the empty cereal bowl on his desk.
"Probably not," a husky female voice said, causing him to spin back to the room.
The four-eared, four-horned cat-like creature stood nearly to his ceiling despite hunching over to fit in the room. She leaned on the back of the futon casually and it creaked in distress as she lifted a foot and unfastened the armor on it, then the other foot in turn.
"What the hell?!"
"Tearna Waterbend," she said with a smile and a luxuriously deep purr in her voice. "You made me last week on Guild Wars 2." She continued to unfasten and set aside her leather armor, quickly baring more of her fur-covered body as her ears flicked in turn.
"I… I…" He gulped. "Holy shit. You're real?"
"For now. For a very short time. You made a lot of characters, and I'll be all of them in turn." The pile of armor was complete and her undergarments were the last to go. "Glad I'll only have to undress once. You… are way overdressed now."
Will shied away as she reached for him to help, his mind unable to quite rectify the idea of the massive feline fingers coming in his direction.
"Poor guy. I can understand this being a bit much. How about I encourage you instead so you undress yourself?" She stepped to the side and dropped to her haunches and then to her rump, then lifted and spread her legs, showing off a delightful and extremely lewd view. "You've only got me and the character forms for a while. Be quick, silly," she purred.
"Holy shit!" Will exclaimed again, then finally managed to get his wits about him. Maybe he had bad food. Maybe he was dreaming and would wake up with waffleface. But maybe, just maybe this was real. He fumbled with his pants as the charr did more poses, her graceful, silky tail brushing against him, and managed to kick them off his ankles finally.
"You should be here, doing me, now," Tearna said huskily, her fur down there already very wet with her excitement.
This time he failed to dodge as her hands snapped out to grab him and pull him against her front. The view alone had him hard and she was comfortable enough to fall onto. "Hoooly sh...," he murmured before her maw found his mouth and she thrust her tongue in, kissing him deeply while her powerful hands moved him into position atop her form.
"Right there," she purred as his tip slipped against wet folds. Massive hands snuck around to cup his rump and she kissed him again, then broke away panting. "This will be so fun," she murmured before powerful arms tugged and cock sank in balls deep.
Needy would be an understatement to describe her actions. Hot, wet, tight, would all be insufficient to describe inside her too. It was a whirlwind of motion, her demanding depths ceaselessly driving him toward a peak as her massive body writhed and set the pace for him. No foreplay. No teasing. No holding back. Hands on his hips and massive legs that could crush him between their thighs allowed nothing less than swift, carnal performance, pulling his peak from the surge of sensation and the cum from his body in record time.
Even with his short-lived fortitude under the assault, her massive form shook and she snarled her own pleasure as her velvety body clenched and milked him for everything he had, joining him in the ecstasy of the moment. The kiss was heady and aggressive with her extreme excitement, almost like she was trying to eat his face off. It was perfect for the powerful performance of the charr, even though he went dizzy at the feeling - or maybe the lack of breath with her tongue as deep in his mouth as it was.
Somehow when they both relaxed, she hadn't broken him. His puny, human body held up to a strength that could snap him like a twig. They were both left panting and delighted, and she gave him a squeeze before carefully pushing him to kneel on his own.
"Oh, Will, I'm so glad you made me. Now… now we need more," she purred. Suddenly she was a substantially smaller humanoid cat, almost child-like in size.
"M-M'Lia?" he stuttered, recognizing the Suthay phase khajiit character that he got first art of very recently after discovering the delightfully fun Suthay mod for Skyrim.
"This one feels so small and adorable," she said with a happy trill. "Petite breasts, lithe form, and very limber and agile. Khajiit likes to sneak, but right now..." she purred, standing and walking to him, inches shorter than he was even when on his knees. Her hands grabbed his forgotten shirt and drew it off over his head slowly, then she pressed her warm, furred body against him, her arms curling around his lower back. "...Khajiit likes to fuck," she whispered by his ear before taking a gentle nibble at the lobe and then down the side of his neck.
"Holy sh-," Will started to say, but was interrupted and sucked in a sudden, deep breath as her small hand drew up his stiff cock. He couldn't resist embracing her and running his hands down to her pert ass. He felt up her svelte tail as she made the most adorable little squeaks and moans, her tongue soft on his throat.
Then he had an inspiration. He pushed her away just a little despite her protests so he could get his feet on the ground and squat. She was quite happy to resume clinging to him when he drew her back, straddling his legs. His hands slid down her thighs and he lifted her legs, then pushed with his feet, standing easily with her tiny form in tow.
The khajiit clung to him and writhed, using the feel to get his rigid flesh to the right spot. "This will be so fun!" she exclaimed, then cock promptly went in balls deep. She gave such a shimmy-shake of delight that he lost his grip on her legs. Her body plunged down onto his shaft, only pulled short by the cling of her arms and legs when her tailhole met his balls.
Will found a grip on her pert rear and couldn't hold back from his needy thrusts. Despite his prior performance, this time he came even faster, his libido driven by the absolutely delightful thought of her petite, lithe body as well as the magical reality of it against him and surrounding his flesh. A delighted groan escaped his lips as her form shuddered in a climax that had to be attuned to him somehow, then a reduced-but-still-delightful load escaped his flesh, gracing her depths.
His legs were shaky. He'd never cum twice so quickly before and even though both performances were very quick, they were absolutely intense and left him winded, especially in his already-tired state. He almost lost his footing as he squatted to set her on her feet where she bounced gleefully.
"Gotta close the game," he said when he noticed that the computer had him seconds away from being logged out. He sat down harder in the chair than he intended and winced, but managed to close the game and lock the system.
"That was a hard sit. I'm glad you made me a priest. I'll heal you right up!"
"Wha...? Kerisha?! Vulpera aren't even out yet!"
"You got art of me and you have me fully designed," she decreed joyfully, climbing onto his lap. He felt a soothing tingle and the pain in his body melted away, leaving him more relaxed. Also more tired. "Now just sit back and let me work my magic," she said with a sly grin, her massive ears perked as she scooted closer, straddling his lap.
"I'm p-pretty sure I'm spent. Humans in real life have a cooldown. Holy sh…!" he said, huffing at the touch to his too-sensitive anatomy. Then another healing tingle soothed the oversensitivity and his eyes widened as he glanced down to see that she'd coaxed a new erection out of him and was already lining him up. She made the Suthay khajiit look huge by comparison, and made him look huge too.
"Everything has a use, especially healing spells," she said with a twinkle in her eye as she grasped him and tucked his tip against herself. "This will be so fun," she said sultrily, then took a deep breath as she plunged down over him and cock sank in balls deep.
For a fraction of a second, the yip she'd emitted made him worry that he'd hurt her. The grip around his shaft was tighter than he thought possible to enjoy, but the needy throb showed that he quite enjoyed it. The tiny fox didn't let an inch of him out. She rolled her belly and rocked her hips, managing to rub him steadily higher in excitement in her hot body.
The little fennec suddenly let out the most adorable and yet most ear-piercing howl imaginable, her body clenching on the man's flesh within it. The rhythmic milking was more than he could take and sensation rolled over his body once again, though the fluid output this time was meager.
His eyes opening a moment later from him passing out showed it was also more than he could take in his exhausted state too. He wasn't sure how long he was out, but it couldn't've been much. He was still hard inside her, though she was climbing off him now.
"You're so awesome, Will! Oh, I'm loving being all your characters so much. Do you like this too?" She was standing on his lap and holding his face, then kissed him before he could respond.
"All my…? Hooo, but I have so many characters," he said dazedly as she jumped off his lap and vanished behind him. His chair was turned around by the little fox, then she pulled insistently on his hand to get him to stand and take a few steps forward despite how wobbly he was. He rubbed his eyes wearily,
"Yessss. Ssssso many ssssuperb characterssss," the voice said, weaving around above his head.
His eyes shot open just as the loops of the lamia tightened around him and lifted him off the ground. "Holy sssssssh…!!!" The words didn't finish because the snake squeezed the last of the breath from his lungs.
"Lessssss talk," she whispered by his ear. "Promisssse?"
He nodded numbly and the coil around his chest loosened, letting him draw in a gasp of breath.
"Lamia ssssssex ssssspellssss," she hissed. "Sssssso ssssimple." The bare front of his body between the two loops of massive serpent reacted instantly to the tingle of magic and he was as hard as if it was his first go. A twist and a tilt of his whole self sent the room askew as she brought her more sensitive anatomy into position.
"Thissssss will be ssssso fun," she whispered. He almost feared he'd hear bones crunching in protest as her coils tensed and cock sank in balls deep.
While the prior three were delightfully hot and tight around his cock, this lamia lass was so much cooler and squishier there, but her body was like living steel holding him in her grip. The effect was excellent though, rubbing him in all the right ways to pop him in record time. Thankfully her writhing squeezes as she came along with him didn't pop him literally, but he did start to black out before she relaxed and sent loving ripples along her body around him in time with the throbs of his flesh within her vent.
Will was barely able to stand when she set him on his feet, and only the helping hand she offered kept him upright. "Bedroom," he gasped, exhausted and trying to catch his breath. Humans were not made for this kind of thing.
The lamia scooped him up and made a quick trip to the bedroom, depositing him gently on his back on the bed before scooting back and turning into a nearly-human woman with fox ears and a fluffy tail. It took several seconds as she was climbing onto the bed for him to realize that she was his Untamed venomancer from Perfect World International.
"Wakey, wakey!" She rubbed his flaccid flesh encouragingly, though with the start he gave, she might have intended to stop him from snoozing as well. "I don't have magic for this, so I'll have to do this the old fashioned way."
The rubs felt good, but ineffective. "Humans just aren't made for…" This time he didn't even get to start with his normal exclamation. It was getting old anyway. He'd forgotten that this lovely female was able to turn into a completely feral fox, mostly normal except the magic and glowing feet. She lunged at his soft flesh and took it in her maw, sucking insistently, and somehow managed to coax a mildly-sore boner out of him after who knew how long. With him dozing off and back, it was hard to tell.
"This will be so fun." He woke to those words to find the feral vixen straddling his waist and in an instant, cock sank in balls deep. He moaned. It felt good. Kind of. He was exhausted. Definitely. Maybe a little sore. Maybe more than a little as she rode him and the sensations battled for supremacy.
Somehow her determined riding and - if he wasn't missing counting any - three climaxes of her own finally got him to cum again. If it could be called such. Throbbing and that feeling of release, but also just so extremely exhausted now and sore inside from all the play. He was soft again before she pulled off, her clenching tugging at him and making him gasp.
She rolled onto her back on the bed beside him and gave a super-happy full-body wiggle. "Will, this is so wonderful. You have such beautiful and loving characters. Now more!" she decreed, turning into the super-fluffy snow leopard lass that he liked to fantasize about.
"Aria… no… no more… I can't handle it," he groaned, barely managing to roll onto his side with his back to her.
"Come on, you can do it," she cajoled, scooting to spoon him and reach around to grasp his limp noodle.
"Caaaaan't. Need sleep." He curled up, trapping her hand away and preventing it from moving as he faded swiftly.
"But I want to have more sex with you," she said sadly. "And I'm only here for tonight."
"Tooooo much," he whined, exhausted, curling up around her grip more tightly when she tried to rub him.
"What about Nightstar?" she asked, her voice changing as she unfolded a new wing from the next character and wrapped it comfortingly across him.
"Nnnngh." He fell asleep.
"Bent Tail?" she whispered, waking him up to a scaled body pressed close against his back and her hand still trapped. His head swam with how tired he was and he was halfway tempted, but sleep was more important.
It wasn't easy to sleep though. She kept changing to new characters. Some big, some small. Some even got a twitch from his flesh. But each time he managed to push the desire away with the need for sleep outweighing it and her soft whispers of each character's offer being easier to drift back to sleep from.
Will woke some time later when the hand was no longer trapped at his groin. It wasn't her voice that woke him this time, but rather the slow kneading grip on his hip. His head was still drowning in sleepiness, so he wasn't too worried. He just had to hold his ground until she ran out of characters. Each change roused him from sleep just a little. All the different feelings of all the different characters he had hugging him and cuddling.
"I missed you so much. I did this all for you, and I want to have sex with you so badly," she whispered, pressed tightly against his back and spooning him warmly. "But now I'm almost out of characters and almost out of time. I let you sleep through so many. I can tell you need it."
He tried to mumble thanks but it came out as more of a snore.
"You can be happy now though and sleep. This is the last character you have, and after this, I'm gone."
That thought brought him out of slumber a bit more. This was probably the only chance he'd have ever in the rest of his life to do something like this.
"This is the only chance you have. Do you want to have sex one last time before I go?"
The gentle hand gripping his hip and the warm arm under his head and holding his front. The deep purr that reverberated through the furred body that held him so close. Maybe he was recovered enough to have one last romp. "Mmmmmmm hmmm," he said sleepily, stretching in place and straightening his legs just a little as he prepared to try to push enough wakefulness into his mind to at least roll onto his back so she could engage with him. "Yesss…"
"I'm soooooo glad you made this character then," she purred. "It makes it easy to take care of everything for you."
But the whisper was gone and the voice sounded off. Something felt slightly off too. Then something in Will's head managed to connect the patterns and a name floated to the surface, causing the man's eyes to shoot wide open in the predawn darkness: Max.
"This will be so fun…"
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