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[i]Dale fights necros, monsters that have been appearing across town. It's not an ideal career choice, but if he doesn't do it he'll have to answer to a fiendish sorceress named Zarlik.

It's not easy work, but he'd rather not disappoint his boss.[/i]

The outskirts of the suburbs wasn't a busy place but it was also quiet enough to hear people, places, and things echoing over the horizon. Dale walked down the sidewalk, anxious about people seeing him.

His anxiety was less about himself and more about his monster friend: Franklin, the chubby imp. The little guy was at Dale's side-- fluttering along like it wasn't a big deal for a talking little monster to be seen flying out in the open. There was little traffic, though, and no one was around to spot the supernatural creature in broad daylight.

Saturday afternoon and Dale was out fighting monsters. He sighed. Maybe he could have asked the boss for a car because he and Franklin had been walking (or flying) for 15 minutes and there was no telling if they were close to their destination.

"We getting close?" asked Dale.

"Have sum patience, kid," said Franklin. The imp reached into his imp-sized backpack and pulled out a dark purple orb-- about the size of a hacky-sack. A light shone from within and Franklin took his eyes around it to see which direction the light was shining. It was pointing ahead-- they were going in the right direction.

Dale looked at the orb. A magical light basked within it, showing where necros were or places they were going to spawn. "How does that thing work?" asked Dale.

"It tells us where ta go," said Franklin.

Dale rolled his eyes. He wouldn't get information out of the imp.

As they walked to an intersection, they looked off at a building atop a hill. It was a single floor building that stretched about 150 feet across the ground. It had white panels on the sides and a small parking lot out front.

Franklin looked at the orb again. "I think dat's da place."

A car was coming. The imp put the orb back in his pack in a zip and snapped behind Dale's back, holding close into the boy's red shirt. Dale tried to look casually while Franklin's hands were tickling his back. He stifled a giggle while the car passed and once it was about thirty feet away, Franklin relaxed and went back to Dale's side.

"You tickle me!" said Dale.

"Don' worry about it!" said Franklin. "Everything's fine."

The two crossed the street-- no other cars or pedestrians around-- and walked the pathway up to the building.

Dale looked at the sign on the way up, speaking aloud: "TopSoil Testing Facility."

"TopSoil, eh?" said Franklin, smirking at Dale and checking him with his imp elbow. "Sounds like your kind of place since you's be soiling yerself all da time!" The imp let out a boisterous laugh.

Dale scowled but said nothing.

As they got to the top, they saw that there wasn't a lot of window space along the building, preventing them from peeking inside and seeing if there were any necros or other troubles. Franklin checked the orb again but up close the signal got chaotic and hard to pinpoint where the monsters were. The orb flickering and flailing like that was a signal that necros were nearby.

Dale kept his eyes out for a weapon and saw a hoe on the ground. Would it have made a decent weapon to fight off the necro? Enough, he thought. He walked over to the hoe and picked it up.

"Not the best weapon," said Dale, holding it out like a staff, "but it's better than nothing."

Franklin looked over Dale's stance and the serious look on his face and had to acknowledge that Dale was very confident on his fifth time out fighting monsters. Maybe this time he won't piss himself, thought the imp.

The two walked around the building, keeping their eyes and ears open for any necros and anyone who would protest a trespasser on the grounds.

"Are they inside?" asked Dale.

"Dey tend ta spawn inside buildings 'n' caves," said Franklin, "but lez take a look around da outside."

Passing by the front entrance, Dale and Franklin walked to the side of the building furthest from the road and looked across the empty lawn. There were no necros-- no dark monsters of ire. They were inside the building.

It was time to go in.

They went back to the doorway. The door was unlocked so they slipped inside and saw that no one was in the front lobby. No one was manning a desk or there to greet them. What was there was a mess. There were spilled peanuts on the floor and papers scattered around. Dale looked to the top of one of the walls and saw that a vent grating had been broken open.

"Is anyone here?" asked Dale.

Smell hit their noses. They looked over by the door and saw some clothes, including some discarded pairs of pants that had wetness going down the legs. There were bundles of crap in the underwear, too.

Both of them had a good idea what that meant. Either someone was so scared they lost bowel control or some necro dumbed a person down that they no longer understood potty-training. Dale rubbed his neck. "I think that proves that necros are here."

"Yuh," said Franklin. "You don't see that in every workplace." He giggled. "Except, this is TopSoil: maybe that's part of the testing part!" Franklin broke out into a squealing giggle.

Dale ignored Franklin's joke and kept his ears open. There was a muttering. He followed it to the door, making sure not to step in any of the messes left behind by whoever ditched their clothes. Peeking into the room, he saw someone-- no, [i]two[/i] people. Both of them were naked and clinging to each other in the corner.

Oh God, they were [i]fucking[/i].

Dale was mortified while Franklin had to choke down a laugh. The two people were going at it like animals in the wild-- and that was, as Dale and Franklin assumed, because they had their minds regressed by some necros. It was one of the powers that necros could have, and Dale had seen it before.

Dale crept away from the door and whispered to Franklin. "What do we do about [i]them?[/i]"

"Lez not mind dat for now," said Franklin. "We gots to find de necros first."

Dale nodded, a channeled exhale out his nose. He looked around the room and saw a door in the corner of the lobby. If the necro was in the building, then it could have been in another room.

Franklin followed Dale as he walked towards the door but as Dale put his hand on the knob, he heard a noise that was like a mix between a car engine and a growl. He turned around and on the floor, standing at about one and a half feet was a necro-- a monstrous creature that looked like a dog with all the cuteness sucked off of it.

"Oh shit!" said Dale, fumbling to grasp his hoe.

The necro growled and Dale closed his eyes and looked away, fearing that the necro was going to zap his brain like it did with the humans inside the office.

"Don't close your [i]eyes[/i]!" said Franklin. "Get da thing!"

Dale opened his eyes just as the necro dashed at his feet. It tried to bit him but he dodged out of the way behind a counter. Gripping his hoe, he smacked the creature with the blunt end of the stick. It hurt the necro but nothing to stop it.

"Cum on!" said Franklin. "Get at it!"

"Are you going to help!?" asked Dale, "Or just yell at me?"

The necro chased Dale around the counter as Dale backstepped away from the ferocious beast, swaying the hoe around to block any attacks the necro would try.

"Uhhh..." Franklin looked around. He saw a stack of papers at the edge of the counter and fluttered over to push it over onto the necro. It wasn't going to hurt it but maybe distract it. Franklin went to the edge of the counter to see the necro shake off the papers that had fallen onto it, spot the imp at the edge above, and hop up to bite at him. Franklin zipped up into the air, far out of reach from that necro.

"I tried," said Franklin, shrugging at the boy.

Dale re-positioned his grip on the hoe and gave the beast and mighty smack, one that flung it over. He tried to raise the hoe to swing down in a mighty blow, but when Dale tossed the weapon into the air, it hit the ceiling and bounced back down. He had to grab it fast before it fell to the floor.

The necro growled.

"Fuck...!" said Dale.

It wouldn't have hurt as much but Dale took the hoe, pushed it out and then swung it down on the necro. Maybe it was a lucky shot but the wedge on the hoe slammed down on the necro and weighed the creature to the ground. The blade was sledged right into the necro's flesh. Effective, but brutal enough to turn Dale's stomach for a second.

It twitched. It wasn't dead. With its growl like a gurgling volcano, it took its trembling legs and tried to get back up on its feet. Dale dropped the hoe, the wooden stick falling to the floor with a cackle.

"Pick it up, kid!" said Franklin, still hovering up at the ceiling. "Iz not dead!"

Dale looked down at the handle, clutched it and picked it up, ripping the blade out of the necro's body. It left a sizable cleave in the monster's back that upset Dale to look at, but he took the hoe up once again and brought it down onto the necro-- hitting the beast so hard everyone could hear the metal hit the floor.

The necro stopped, and began dissolving, a black fog rising from its body.

Dale sighed in relief. The necro was dead. Mission accomplished.

Franklin relaxed and fluttered down to Dale. He joined the human and watched the necro gurgle out of existence, not a trace of its body or biology on the floor below, just the blade of the hoe resting in a crack in the tile floor.

"Nice job, kid," said Franklin, bringing out the orb.

Dale looked over to see the two humans in the office by the door, peeking to see what was going. They were curious but had not the intelligence to figure out what they had watched or who Dale was. They didn't even seem to mind Franklin that much, an imp that would have been a strange sight in any soil testing facility.

They had been brain-zapped for sure.

Dale broke out into a nervous giggle when he saw that both of them were naked. The dumbed-down male had an erection hovering in the air as he looked around the room, and the female's round breasts hung to the ground.

Franklin checked to see if the orb had stopped glowing, but the orb was still lit, its magical signal flickering all around.

"Hol' up," said Franklin. "We're not done here. There are still more necros around."

"[i]More?[/i]" asked Dale. "How many could there be?"

"I'm hoping not too many," said Franklin.

Dale sighed and picked up the hoe, still being watched by the dumbed down humans in the office. He walked up to the door that he was going to check before the monster attacked and opened the door up.

Peeking inside, he got a look of the place. It was a storage space of some kind, Dale guessed. There were shelves and a few more desks. A square vent hung from the ceiling. Some papers were scattered around-- evidence that some kind of beast might have been running around and making a mess.

He left the door open and walked into the room, Franklin following behind him. There was a bestial grunt in the room and Dale gripped his weapon.

"Oh no," said Dale.

"You got dis," said Franklin.

Out from behind a shelf of cardboard boxes came a necro-- snarling at Dale.

Dale went into a battle stance, holding his hoe out in front of him, but then he heard a metallic rumbling. There was a vent across the ceiling and it shook as something ran down it towards the front room. There were yelps from the humans in the other room and then from behind Dale, back in the lobby, came [i]another[/i] necro.

The boy's stance went from confident and aggressive to scared and defensive. "Oh [i]shiiit![/i]"

Dale's eyes darted at both of them and froze when the one at the front darted at him. "Snap outta it!" screamed Franklin and that was enough for Dale to jump up on a desk, pushing over a coffee cup and having it smash on the floor.

One of the necros ran up to the desk Dale was on and got climbing up. Dale yelped and gave a trembling kick at its face, which got the necro to bite at the boy although nothing stuck.

"Jeez!" said Dale.

"Attack it," said Franklin. The imp tapped Dale's weapon.

Dale slammed the hoe down on the necro and caused it to fall to the floor but it flailed a bit and then jumped right back up. Dale hopped off the desk to the ground but the other necro hopped up on a desk, bringing its face level to Dale's.

The boy shrieked.

Just as the necro was about to bite at Dale's face, a bolt of electricity snapped across the room and hit that necro right in its torso, pushing it off the desk and into the wall, knocking a picture off and causing it to crash to the floor.

Dale looked over and saw a girl at the door. She had a wand. Was she a magician?

The necro wasn't dead. It struggled on the floor so Dale took the initiative and slammed the hoe down on it. It still moved. Dale pummeled the creature with the hoe's blade until it stopped moving. If his adrenaline hadn't been pumping, the carnage would have grossed him out.

Fog started rising from the necro so it was dealt with. Dale looked over to see that the other necro was growling and stalking the girl who was moving behind a desk. Dale ran up and before the necro could see Dale coming, he pushed the creature into the desk with the blunt end of his weapon and crushed hard, hoping to break some bones-- if the monster had any.

That wasn't good enough. The necro squirmed underneath the pin of the hoe's blade, but that wasn't going to kill it. The thing was fierce and if Dale re-positioned his blade, it would have given the necro enough time to break free and retaliate.

"Uhhhh..." said Dale. He wasn't sure what to do.

The girl came around the desk to see what was happening. She saw the creature pinned under Dale's hoe and saw the predicament. She looked around for something and saw a wrench on the shelf. She picked it up and moved close to the necro. It snarled in her direction but she went for a quick strike on its head and got it good.

Dale pulled the hoe away, the creature stunned, and flipped the weapon around so that the pole was vertical but the blade pointed at the monster. He pushed it into the necro, saw its flesh divide by the hoe's blade and gave it a quick swing in and out to cut it good. The necro stopped, flopped to the floor, and it began to melt and disappear.

Everyone sighed. Franklin looked at the orb and saw that it had gone dark. No more necros remained.

Dale put the hoe down and faced the girl. "Thanks... whatever that was."

Sonja smiled. "You're welcome."

Dale got a better look of her. She wasn't the female girl that Dale and Franklin found naked and fucking in the office-- this magic-user girl was too sane and dressed for that. She had a chubby face with dark green eyeshadow and lipstick, her black hair pressed and hanging down to her shoulders in a twirl. She wore a black t-shirt with a band logo on the front that covered her round belly tightly. Her blue jeans were a little ripped and she wore pink sandals.

"Uhh..." said Dale. "I'm Dale."

"Sonja," said the girl.

Dale looked at the wand. "Do you know [i]magic?[/i]"

"Yeah," said Sonja. "Some." She looked at the hoe leaning on the desk. "I'm guessing you don't?"

"No," said Dale. "I didn't know humans could have magic powers."

Sonja smiled. "I'm pretty new to it."

"Really?" said Dale. "It saved me anyway. Are you working for Zarlik too?"

Franklin fluttered down. Sonja got a look of the guy-- she hadn't seen an imp before-- but she was versed in supernatural stuff enough to not be too weirded out. The imp put his hands on his hips. "Ok, ok, are we introduced? We still got a mess ta clean up here before we scram!"

They left the room and closed the door, back in the lobby. The two dumbed-down humans had returned into the office. Everyone could see them going at it, the male drilling the female behind-- both of them shameless in their display.

Sonja chuckled, taking a hand to her cheek. "Oh my fuck!"

"You ken say dat again," said Franklin.

"What do we do with them?" asked Dale. "Are they going to come out of it?"

The imp thought for a moment. "Dey should." Franklin looked at the clothes they discarded-- most of them soiled in some way. "Dey're gonna be confused as hell when dey do, dough!"

Sonja had gone quiet, watching the two mate with each other like beasts in the wild. The male slammed the female with enough force for the plaps to be heard all the way over to Sonja. His mouth hung open and he grunted. The female crunched her head down, her gaze lost in the pleasure of sex.

All three stared at them for a moment. It was hard to ignore but it was a nice show to watch. How often did they get to watch two humans going at it for everyone to see? It was mesmerizing.

"Uhhh..." said Franklin. "You know, lets clean up deir clothes."

Dale looked at their pissed pants and grimaced. "Do we have to?"

"It's less suspicious that way," said Franklin, "and Zarlik wants things on the down-low."

They worked together to clean up the mess. All the peed pants and underwear got stuffed in a trash can. Only the shoes and the girl's shirt were undirtied, so those were the only articles that got left out. Dale found a couple spare pair of pants and shirts in one of the back rooms and left them out for them to wear. Would it fit them? Dale didn't know but it was better than nothing.

Franklin checked the place to see if they had any security to witness what happened, including Dale entering the place, but no such systems existed. They were in the clear, so Franklin, Dale, and Sonja walked towards the exit.

Dale stopped though and got one last look at the human couple in the office. The female was on her back, getting poled by the male and screaming with pleasure.

Franklin fluttered up and chuckled. "Did ya want ta join 'em?"

Dale shook his head, embarrassed. "N-no."

"It looks like a lot of fun," said Sonja.

Franklin chuckled. They got their last look at the hairless monkeys in the midst of mating and the three of them left the building.

Dale was relieved when they left the facility and didn't see any cops or other authorities to arrest them for trespassing. The hill with the TopSoil facility on top was surrounded by empty streets. There were no cars and only the faded sound of human beings in the distance.

Franklin looked over at Dale. He tapped him on the shoulder. "Good job kid." He looked down. "And look at that-- you didn't piss your drawers dis time!"

Dale ignored him. Sonja smiled at the boy. "So what we're you up to after this?"

"Nothing," said Dale. "Just chill out."

"Want to chill out at my house?" asked Sonja. "I have beer."

Franklin saw the way Sonja smiled at Dale and had a feeling he knew where this was going. He patted Dale's shoulder one more time. "Dat should be all the necro invasions for da next while. See you around, kid!"

He flew off without waiting for Dale to say goodbye. Dale and Sonja watched the imp fly into the sky and out of sight.

Dale wasn't doing anything important, and the girl saved Dale from God knows what back there so he didn't think he would mind spending time with her. "Yeah, sure!"

"Come on," said Sonja, walking off.

Dale followed.

The two walked side by side, glancing at each other for brief moments. Sonja gave Dale a grin and Dale returned the gesture.

"It's a shame," said Sonja. "Seemed like a real [i]show[/i] back there."

"Oh," said Dale, "You mean those two having sex?"

"Yeah," said Sonja, "how often do you get to see two people going so primal?" She chuckled, "I guess it helps that their brains were messed up by those creeps."

"Yeah," said Dale, letting out an impassionate chuckle. "Thanks for saving my ass. It felt like I was close to having my brain zapped too."

"Oh?" Sonja smiled and twirled a brow. "What do you think you would have done if that happened?"

"Strip out of my clothes and tried to mount the girl back there," said Dale.

Sonja snerked. She gazed off and took in a breath. "I wonder what it's like?"

"To have your brain animalized?" asked Dale.

"Yeah," said Sonja.

Dale knew the answer. He recalled his experience a couple weeks ago. "It happened to me. Some... [i]friends[/i] spiked a drink with a magic powder that caused me to go into that state."

They turned onto a road with a lot of houses. They kept their voices low so that the rare pedestrian couldn't hear. Talking about supernatural stuff in public was risky but they kept their eyes open.

Sonja eyes lit up, flashing her eyelashes like they were rays from the son. She smiled. "[i]Really?[/i] Oh my God: what happened?"

Dale sighed, hoping that it signaled that he didn't want to talk about it, but Sonja didn't pick up on any hints, so Dale didn't have a way out of the conversation.

"I was having dinner with this demon chick..." He paused and looked at Sonja to see if any expression showed how unbelievable it was that there were demons in the world. Sonja didn't seem to respond with any doubt, though. She didn't react to the flying imp back at the facility so she must have been deep into the supernatural world.

Dale continued. "I was... attracted to her, but..." Dale rolled out his hands in a shrug. "I... didn't [i]want[/i] to be."

Sonja nodded. "Felt weird about it?"

Dale mirrored the nod. "Yeah. But..." He cracked a smile. He was talking to a [i]human[/i] and felt like he could be honest about his feelings and share them with someone who could understand. "She was pretty hot."

Sonja snickered. "I bet! So... when you were dumbed down, did you try to--" She flicked her tongue-- "[i]mate[/i] with her?"

Dale hesitated, but then gave a knock of the head to confirm. Sonja giggled. Dale fiddled with his hands behind his back. "I was told about it afterwards, but I got dumbed down-- to an animal state. She led me into the woods, we took off our clothes, and then we had sex. Several times." Dale rubbed a hand down his neck, gazing at the ground. "Apparently, I was pretty good."

Sonja looked over the boy. He was cute-- perhaps handsome. She didn't think he was lying about being pretty good in bed either. Dale worried if he was giving off too much information.

Dale sighed. "I woke up the next morning in a forest-- [i]completely[/i] naked. And the demon lady, she was naked beside me. I was... horrified!"

They turned onto a road that went across a park. It was lonely, which meant that they could raise their voices back up. No one was around to here their insane chatter about going monkey mode or sexy demons.

"I can imagine," said Sonja. "I bet you're proud of it now, though, aren't cha?"

Dale bit his smile but the curve took his cheeks and got a laugh from Sonja. He let out a deflating giggle. "[i]Yeeeeah[/i]. She was pretty hot. I got a good look at her body that morning and..." Dale hopped in place-- "I regret not going for it again."

"So..." Sonja took her gaze to the ground. "How long have you known? About monsters in stuff?"

Dale didn't know how to answer that. He wasn't keeping track. "I think... a month now? How about you?"

"The same," said Sonja. She scratched her neck. "It's weird, but--" she swung her arms out-- "I think it's cool. Me? I... fucked a guy, a guy who isn't human." She smiled. "I won't say what he was. You wouldn't believe me."

Dale chuckled. "Alright."

The two were silent. Then Sonja spoke up. "You pissed your pants, didn't you?"

"What?"

"When you were dumbed down with that demon chick," said Sonja. "You went in your pants, didn't you?"

"Uhh---" Dale's stammering gave away the truth. He resigned. "Yeah. In that state, I guess you don't really care about holding it or... finding a proper bathroom."

Sonja nods. "Yeah. Why would an ape care about how humans do that sort of thing?"

Dale sunk his head. "It doesn't bother me too much thinking about it, but it's weird..." He suddenly had regret going down this avenue of conversation. Revealing such embarrassing secrets to a stranger was not good grounds to start a relationship.

They turned and went down a road surrounded by factories. The smell of warm metal hit their noses, even if a lot of the places were closed for Saturday. While the occasional holler was heard echoing across the air, they had a feeling they were alone enough to chat.

"It's not like you have control over it," said Sonja, "You can't blame yourself for whatever your animal side does. That's the point isn't it?" She snerked. "If one of those creeps back there zapped my brain, I would have been just like those two. Naked and horny." She smirked. "And not housebroken."

Dale laughed. "Yeah. If we got zapped too, [i]we[/i] would have started having sex with each other!"

The boy's face turned to stone. He did [i]not[/i] just say that, did he? How could he have said something so crass and uncalled for? He stared at Sonja's face in horror, but she didn't look offended. In fact, she barely reacted at all. She smiled like he had just made a lame joke about baseball.

"Yeah, probably," said Sonja.

Wait, did she [i]agree[/i] with him? Dale's horror turned into something else. He wasn't sure at first, but as he rested on the emotion for a moment he realized the emotion was admiration. She was so shameless and comfortable with it. Her confidence was impressive!

"I mean..." said Sonja, "it's what we are deep down: animals. Apes, actually. Take away all our socially learned behavior and were just hairless apes that want to poop where we stand and want to mate with the other sex." Sonja looked down at her hand and played with her claws. "We try to fight it, but in the end we are slaves to our animal instincts."

There was a tension in the air. The two stopped and stared at each other for a moment, metal clanging in the distance.

"If..." said Sonja, her voice low, "if you felt an attraction for someone, you can't control it... It's your animal nature."

Dale's breath was heavy. "You invited me over. To your house." He cleared his throat. "What did you want to do there?"

"I..." Sonja stuttered for a moment. She took her gaze to the ground and whispered. "I wanted to have sex with you."

Dale stared, then took her sides. He leaned forward. "Ook ook..."

Sonja bent to her side, gazing at Dale with dream eyes. "Urk."

They chuckled. Sonja rubbed Dale's arms. They churned, then the two leaned into each other to kiss. They grunted as they kissed-- not trying to display a romantic gesture but to embrace their monkey sides, the part of them that wanted carnal pleasure.

They took themselves away, but then stared at each other again, breathed hard, and went into for a passionate mack, grunting and huffing like wolves. Dale thrust his crotch at Sonja, wanting her.

They pulled away again. Sonja smiled. "We better get to my house then. So we can [i]ook ook[/i]."

Dale's body twitched. The way she said it; the way she said those goofy words made his libido do a backflip! God, he [i]had[/i] to have sex with the girl!

They walked together. A few steps and Dale noticed he had a boner below. Nothing that could have been spotted by anyone but those up close, but a bump on the front of his pants. Sonja noticed it though, but didn't say anything. It was his body behaving the way it behaved naturally and she was glad he had a boner. She knew that boner was for her.

They had to walk a few more blocks to a nice suburban neighborhood. Down a road with lots of maple trees and Sonja brought Dale to her house: an old-fashioned two-storey house.

Sonja walked Dale up to the front door, brought out a key to unlock it, then walked Dale in.

The inside of the house wasn't as grandiose as the outside. It was a house with dim wallpaper and lots of clutter. In the lobby alone there were a few cabinets along the already narrow hallways. It was an old house, Dale assumed correctly.

Sonja closed the door behind them and joined Dale in the middle of the entrance to look around the front hall. They turned to each other and soaked in the sultry lust.

The girl looked down and saw Dale still had an erection. She leaned close and rubbed her hip against his. "I kind of want to just get down on my knees and do it right here."

They froze, staring at each other for a moment. Then they lunged into each others arms, racing their hands up and down their bodies and kissing frantically. They grunted and moaned as they macked, locking lips like a wild hurricane.

Their bodies hit each other. Sonja held him tight, wanting to pull him so close that his body fused with hers and that desire only heightened when she felt Dale's erect cock poking between her thighs.

"Ark!" screamed Sonja, "Arg! Oo-ook!"

"Oook," said Dale, humping his pants into hers.

Sonja couldn't wait for upstairs. She needed dick immediately. There was a dresser behind her, a place where the family kept a lot of trinkets, soe she took Dale's hand to guide him over to the dresser. He took his hands around her wide ass and squeezed.

Between kisses and breaths of passion, Sonja looked down at Dale's tent. It was looking pretty big she had to admit. She fiddled with his belt, hands too excited to unhook his buckle. Dale did the trick. He reached down and unbuckled his belt, unzipped, and lowered his underwear.

What flopped out was a thing of beauty: a seven inch meaty cock, quite wide. Sonja's breaths became erratic and she flailed. She unbuckled her belts and unzipped her pants, pushing them down as much as she needed to. With a hand snatching her underwear like an orange from the tree, and pulling down to reveal a perky and round vag.

It was Dale's turn to be transfixed on a set of genitals. He stared at the vagina, the vagina wanting him with its glistening sheen. He needed it, his cock going diamond mode at the sight of the beauty. Dale's shaft stretched out to 8 inches, pointed right at the fat goth girl's sex.

Dale took hands on Sonja's ass cheeks, and pushed himself forward. The cock slid into Sonja's pussy with a sleek spit. Dale watched Sonja's face swoon with pleasure. God, she just had a transport truck crash into the back of her loading dock-- it felt so [i]good[/i].

The boy wrapped his arms around Sonja's back and got thrusting. Dale's belt buckle smack against the side of the dresser. The thumps on the dresser and their grunts sounded in unison.

Dale heaved. Sonja's vaginal lip rubbed over the ribs in his shaft and he bit a lip before moaning. He huffed. "Oh god."

"Monkey talk, remember?" asked Sonja, breaths interspacing her words. "Ungh, [i]ungh....![/i]"

Dale gave it a few more thrusts, using his elbows to hold Sonja close. "Urk, urk, urk!"

Their sounds delighted each other. Their sounds delighted themselves. There was a freedom in embracing their animal instincts. Sure, they were having sex but how often had Dale fully embraced being an animal?

He was an animal, Dale knew. He tried to keep himself together but deep down he was an animal that just wanted to make love with a female. And it was great being an animal. He had his cock 8 inches deep into a girl.

Sonja arms took to Dale's sides. He bit his lip and leaned himself back to strike into Sonja's center harder. She loved it. Sure, she had sex with non-human guys and all of them had a bigger dick than Dale's but the human boy's cock sure felt big. It was big for a human's anyway. She could have been grading on a curve but on the other hand, him fucking her, right there in her lobby, was a good time.

They jostled the dresser with their thrusts and some drawers shook open. They thrust and grunted like apes and a drawer opened further and further until it tilted down, losing grip of its insert. A few more rocks of furniture and the thing fell to the floor with a loud topple. Sonja took a quick look. It was nothing but papers-- it was fine.

Sonja kicked off a shoe and pulled out her leg from one side of her pants so she could stretch out further. Her panties still had her legs so it was a no-go unless she wanted to stop. But she didn't want to stop. Any distraction wasn't as important as the eight inch wonder digging inside her cooch.

In fact, she felt something spinning around inside. It was [i]coming[/i]. Her moans got louder until she was yelping in pleasure. She threw her head back and Dale knew she was about to burst. It was no time to slouch. He dug his head into his neck and kissed it. He took a hand down her side and rubbed her curves.

That was it. Sonja burst. She screamed out loud before conditioned her vocal abilities to turn into a primate's roar. Yes, sound like a gorilla she told herself. She grunted and ooked into the air, hearing her voice bounce off the walls and shake the furniture. She screamed and stretched out her legs as much as she could, stretching her panties enough to hear a tear.

Her pussy excreted, getting wetness on the rim of the dresser. She let her orgasm throb out of her and then she settled, tapping Dale on the shoulder to let her down.

"What is--" Dale stopped. Ape speak. "Urrk?"

Sonja smiled at him and then hopped down from the dresser. She took another look at the drawer to see if it was fine and it didn't break or anything. Sonja kicked off her other sandal and pulled down her pants. She wiggled them off her body and then took down her panties, checking to confirm that she didn't tear them too bad.

Dale smiled, kicking off his shoes and dropped his pants. He folded his erect and wet cock through his underwear and then dropped them on the ground, standing in a relative stranger's lobby with his ass out in the air and his dick erect. It was a very strange day for Dale.

Sonja took Dale into the living room, a modern living room compared to the archaic look of the lobby and that other room at the front of the house. The carpet was re-done and the couch was new. Sonja had some downtime so she knelt in front of the couch and patted a cotton cushion beside her.

Dale's eyes went wide. Was she going to...?

He walked over, barefoot and bare-ass and sat down beside the equally bare-ass Sonja. He sat there, naked butt cheeks on a stranger's couch and Sonja leaned over and brought her head close to Dale's dick. Dale's toes folded down.

She rubbed the cock with her lipsticked mouth and Dale's vision blurred. Oh my God, he thought. I'm going to get a blowjob! He giggled with excitement but tried to stifle it as it couldn't have been hot to hear Dale giggling like an idiot. Or maybe it would have been? It was a very monkey thing to do.

Sonja took a tongue up his shaft, letting the tongue rest on the dorsal of the cock. It was a fun bump to feel out with her tongue. Dale didn't know where to put his hands so he jammed them into the cushions and heaved his head back to prepare for pleasure.

The girl crawled up onto the couch and took the cock with one hand and descended her mouth onto the tip, making smacking sounds as a tool set of organs and parts danced with Dale's dick. She would wipe her tongue across the bell-end and suction her lips around the shaft to give it a nice inhale.

Dale groaned, his jaw clenched and his eyes closed with intensity. Had this girl ever done it before? He wondered. It felt so good and her mouth danced on his cock like a hummingbird on a flower.

His testicles flared. They boiled and they wanted to release. He tried to hold it in, but then Sonja exhaled her nose and tickled his waist and he let go. There was no point in holding it-- he gave up trying to clog the dam burst and let it flow.

"A---oook!" he screamed. "Ack! Ork! Ork!"

One big burst shot into Sonja's mouth. Not a bad taste, she thought. More flowed and Sonja sucked it down quick, knowing that more was on the way. She had to flow the river down so that there was more room for more. A few more spurts fired inside and she chugged.

A small spurt fired out of Dale's cock and then the member began to deflate. Sonja took her mouth off and relaxed. She rested her head on Dale's lap looking up at him. She gave one final lick to his dick. Dale caressed her hair.

They took a breather, then Sonja got up and pulled off her t-shirt. A round belly flopped out and after she unhinged her bra, her tits came out too. They were large and a little saggy but Dale liked them. Sonja dropped her clothes on the floor.

Dale followed her lead. He took off his shirt and revealed his medium build to her. And there they were: both naked. Dressed in the outfit of nature. They were as animal as they could be to each other.

Sitting beside each other on the couch, they leaned in and made out. Dale rubbed his hand down Sonja's breasts and belly, falling in love with her curves. Sonja caressed the bottom of Dale's butt cheek, liking the firmness. Their grunts were not louder than sighs but they found it hot and primal all the same.

Dale's cock ticked up, like it was time for bed. Sonja caught eye of that tower hanging up his lap and moaned. She could have that [i]again[/i]. It was unbelievable that hot sex was so readily available. Since becoming a magic-user, her life had gotten so sexually satisfying!

She broke away from the kiss and crawled over Dale's lap. The boy leaned back to get out of her way as she positioned herself over his cock and lowered her vag down onto his lap with a brisk shlick.

She had to gasp feeling impaled by the dick. Dale let out a shaky breath. Sonja got rising up and down on the boy's pole and her insides screamed with pleasure. The dick pierced her sex mine like a warhead. The tip of his cock massaged the sides of her vaginal tunnel, a satisfying rumble that made Sonja hang her mouth open and moan.

The girl leaned forward so that the topside of Dale's dick rubbed deep into the corner of her vulva. She sighed, so [i]burnt[/i] that a cock could saw into her like that. She shivered and groaned, clenching her jaw and tightening her cheeks. Oh, how perfect!

Sonja hopped on Dale's lap like a bunny, and the two enjoyed a session of sexual pogo stick. They screamed and yelled. They grunted and groaned like gorillas in the forest. The neighbors could have surely heard them but they didn't care.

And apes they were. Sonja couldn't wait to show Dale around the house-- other places to mate. She escorted him upstairs but had to stop at the base of the staircase to serve out her backside. Her ass was smooth and shiny. Dale caressed it before he took his mighty boner and shoved it in to Sonja's hole.

If Sonja's parents had popped through the door, they would have seen their daughter completely bare-ass like a monkey in forests untouched by mankind, getting railed by a strange boy-- getting railed so deep that it would have been a primal experience to even see.

Leaning down on the stairs got sore quickly so Sonja motioned Dale to get up and they continued to the second floor, Dale's cock wet with juice and hard as a metal pipe, the organ bouncing with every step up the staircase.

Bare feet raced across the soft carpet to a door with a glass doorknob. Sonja opened it and inside was a bedroom-- Sonja's Dale assumed. The wallpaper was a floral kind of pink but the room was full of posters of metal bands and old horror films like Sonja was trying to turn a garden of roses into a graveyard.

That was enough observation for Dale though. Sonja got on her bed-- a fair-sized mattress with her sheets unmade. The girl bounced twice on landing and then fanned out her legs for Dale, showing off that pussy for him. Dale-- his cock still has hard as a girder-- slid his rod into Sonja's hole and got thrusting like a power tool.

Sonja couldn't help it. It was so fast and so hard that she had to scream. There wasn't a muscle available that could have clenched down on the noises that needed to escape her mouth. She screamed loud, like a parrot in the trees. Neighbors be damned.

They switched positions. Dale laid down upon her-- his body sinking into her chub and tits-- and jostled into her while their cheeks rubbed together. They sandwiched each other and let their whole bodies connect physically.

Even through orgasms, they got their juice back and carried on. They did doggystyle and froggy style-- except they ooked and eeked at each other, emulating monkeys in the trees. They ooked at each other's faces-- Sonja looking at Dale and seeing the face of a handsome chimp and Dale looking at Sonja and seeing a beautiful orangutan.

That was their Saturday afternoon going into the evening-- embracing their monkey side and having a long mating session. What could have been better?

After they had exhausted all of their sexual fuel, they got their clothes back on and Dale left to go back home. Sonja waved at him before leaving. Dale waved back. He took off on the sidewalk and headed off into the horizon.

Dale couldn't wait that long without seeing or hearing her again so the next day he called her up. After such a long session in both of them expelled containers of fluids, maybe another round of sex wasn't in the cards, but Dale asked if they could hang out and go for a walk.

They met outside a local park. Seeing each other made both of them so happy, smiles on their faces as they embraced each other. They kissed-- it was as natural as could be!

They walked the sidewalks, chatting with each other. Somewhere in the conversation about where they're from and where they grew up, Sonja's hand slipped over to Dale's and they held each other, hand in hand.

"Can't believe I got a girlfriend," said Dale, "I've never gotten to know someone so fast, you know?"

"Me neither," said Sonja, "but why resist our monkey instincts? Why hold back with societal standards on decency?"

Dale chuckled. "It's funny. You're not who I thought I'd end up finding attractive?"

Sonja raised an eyebrow, smirking her lipsticked mouth. "What's that supposed to mean? It's weird you're attracted to a fat girl?" She said while patting her round belly.

Dale smiled, his voice full of vulnerability. "[i]I mean...[/i] you're a goth."

"True," said Sonja.

Dale was quiet for a moment. "I'm... ok with liking a girl who's, uh, [i]bigger[/i]." He stared at Sonja for a second to confirm she wasn't offended by him saying that. "Actually, I [i]like[/i] being in love with a bigger girl!"

Sonja turned to him and smiled, caressing his cheek. "Personally, I don't care whether or skinny or fat." She dropped her hand. "What I like about you is you have a huge penis."

Dale blushed.

The two continued walking. Dale turned to her. "What should I call you then? How about 'Ooky'?"

"Ooky is fine with me, [i]Bananas[/i]," said Sonja.

They chuckled. On second thought, maybe they would do something later.

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