Fun with Petunias
_Note: There is a bit of a back story, but I was kind enough to separate the back story and the sex scene with a line made out of this character: ~. Just scroll down, and you will be at the sex... if the back story seems to bore you. _
A young, slinky snow leopard sat on a small bed in her cheap New York apartment, looking at a pamphlet about the treating of sex addictions. She never saw herself as someone with a problem, but her friends and family have become worried about her constant sexcapades. Acira always saw herself as someone with a happy appetite, but they saw her as a sex-crazed lunatic. She sighed and and laid the pamphlet on the nightstand beside the bed and pulled out her trusty laptop. It was time to put these thoughts out of her head and kill time while trolling the internet -- her first stop: her email account.
Her padded fingers tapped at the keys and access was granted into her email. Only one new message had came in since yesterday, it was from her estranged step-uncle who worked in scientific engineering. The subject header read: "A Possible Solution to your Sex Addiction." At first Acira resented the fact that he thought she had a problem, but at the same time a layer of curiosity rustled under her irritation -- "what is would be his 'solution'," she mused. After a few seconds of debate, Acira finally clicked on the link and read the following message:
Dear Acira,
I have heard from your family that they believe you to have a problem.
Me being a caring member of the family, I've decided to use my
knowledge in science to help you out. I have created you a "pet"
that may help with your "appetite." I mailed it to you a few days
ago, and I have reason to believe that it should reach you today.
I have named the creature Petunia, and all you have to do to wake
it up is to say "Petunia." I made sure that it will recognize your
voice as master. The creature only needs a little water and sun
per day and it will go into rest mode whenever you are not around
or whenever it's been active for 15 straight hours... I believe.
I do hope you enjoy your new pet, and no worries it is small enough
for your New York apartment. ;)
Cheers,
Craig Strangelove.
"What the hell is he talking about?!" Acira read and re-read the message several times, trying to wrap her head around this short email. What did he
mean that he had created her a "pet," and why did he wait to tell her about this now? Where the kind of thoughts running through her head. She hovered the mouse over the "reply" button and was just about to give her step-uncle a piece of her mind when a polite knocking echoed from her door, "Mail Delivery" and male voice called from the other side of her wooden door.
Acira's heart skipped a beat, could the package already arrived? She pulled her pajama clad body off her queen sized bed and pulled the apartment door open, looking at a badger dressed as a bellhop.
"Good morning Miss, this package just came in from Japan. A special delivery for you." The badger was young, about the same age as Acira (23) and had a fairly decent set of muscles on him that rippled under his shirt, he was very handsome... for a badger. And that was enough to get Acira's nympho imagination running, her clit stirring slightly with lust.
Acira cleared her throat, attempting to hid her thoughts from this unsuspecting man and replied mundanely: "Oh, yes... I didn't expect this package so soon. Do I need to sign anything Mr. ----?"
"The name's Daniel McCaren, and you do have to sign," he efficiently pulled a cheap pen from his pocket and handed it to the leopard. Acira extended a hand, her fingers brushing lightly against his as she took the pen from him -- sex crazed already.
"Umm, where do I sign?" Acira asked, while repressing the color of lustful blood that threatened to redden her cheeks. The unusually handsome badger extended the clip board and pointed at a blank line, "Just here Miss." Acira placed the tip of the pen on the paper ready to sign, she had a subtle feeling that the badger could feel the wild lust that brew within her and was sadistically playing with her... Or maybe that was just a fantasy. Either way she could not bother herself with this, she kind of wanted to refrain from sex today just
to spite her family AND the curiosity of what her step-uncle had sent her started to gnaw at her brain.
Clearing her throat, "Yes, of course." The snow leopard signed the paper and handed it back to him (tip included), she noticed that the delivery boy was looking over the her taunt body. His eyes stopped at her perky double C bosom, molesting her gumdrop sized nipples that pressed against her tight tank top. Acira's heart sped up, there was nothing more she would enjoy than to ravage the man before her but she has much to do before she can play today.
A fake smile played across her face as she pretended not to noticed the badger's lust. "The package, sir?" Her voice was rang with faux-innocence in an effort to not encourage him, Acira just wanted him to leave so she could see what Strangelove had sent her. The badger whispered a sigh of disappointment, either the woman was not interesting or didn't even recognize him as a person. He half-heatedly handed her the package and turned to walk out the door.
"See ya around." Acira called off after him. Package in arm, she turned and walk towards her bed leaving the door to her room open. Said laid the shoebox sized box on her bed and flicked out her sharp feline talon to cut the box open.
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Pulling back the brown cardboard flaps she peered inside, and all that was there to greet her was a translucent ball of fluorescent purple. "What the hell is this supposed to be?" Acira picked up the strange object and let it roll around in the palm of her paw. "Looks like one of those bouncy balls that you get at the dollar store." Acira sighed, she was so beyond annoyed with her family that it had lost it's funny. "Fuck my whole damn family!! Fuck Criag. Fuck me. And fuck you too... 'Petunia'. What a lame name you have." Acira raised her arm and flung the ball across the room... or at least she thought she did. The ball clinged to her soft padded skin like super glue.
Confused, Acira raised the ball to her face to study it. To her surprise the tiny ball began to vibrate and melt, turning the center of her hand into a reservoir of a thick purple syrup. It seemed to move and swim to its own accord, almost as it was alive... almost as if it was studying its surroundings. Before Acira had time to react to it, the weird goo instantaneously grew in size. The see through thing of slime now was the size of one of those workout balls, its sides drooped down in the air as Acira's outstretched hand supported the center of this strange being. The goo felt cool to the touch and reminded the leopard of jello. Her entire right hand was engulfed in purple goo, while she scanned over the creature with her eyes trying to wrap her head around this situation. Suddenly, she noticed something odd about this already extremely odd thing -- it had a black spherical object floating in the goop a few inches above her hand.
She twisted her arm around, easily manipulating her wrists and fingers that was inside the goo and touched the strange thing. It was hard and cold, like a stone, and it was about the size of a grapefruit with the shape of a sand-dollar. Acira's fingers slide over its surface for a few seconds before the goo started to vibrated again. The round object that she was touching suddenly jerked away for her grasp and rotated its "face" up to her.
"What the Hell?!" Acira could not believe what she saw. The black object that she was touching was really the eyelids that covered this creature's eye and it was now starring up at her! The eye was mostly white with a black dot about 3 inches in diameter, it was blank and showed now emotion. It looked a lot like those googly eyes that you put on puppets, only this eye was fixated on her face.
Acira panicked she tried to jerk her hand out of the goo, but it only squeezed and constricted around her wrist, it felt so heavy on her arm, that the leopard struggled to keep her balance. The strange slime monster began to vibrate softly again, which could only mean that it was about to do something again. She could feel the slime monster sway back and forth in the open air, with every swing of its body the more momentum it got. Having her arm locked in a vice grip, all Acira could do was to watch as the monster made its next move. By now, the monster was swinging like children do in a play-set -- now was its time to make its move.
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The slime monster swung its entire weight (approx. 20 lbs) at the hapless snow leopard, knocking her flat on her back onto the floor.
"Ooof," all of Acira's air was knocked out of her lungs, she could feel the cool and slick creature laying onto of her with that damn eye still starring blankly into her eyes. The majority of the goo pushed down against her chest, arms and legs. It laid ontop of her inanimately and unmoving for a few seconds, Acira squirmed and fought, tring to free herself, but the thing seemed to be able to change consistancies and shift its weight, preventing her from doing anything but to lie flat on her back.
"Let me go you god damn thin--" Her sentence was cut short by a thick phallus shaped tendril that shot out of the mess of purple goop and into the pink, moist mouth of Acira. Acira's scream was muffled by the thick member in her mouth, her hands instantly tired to raise themselves through the goo that covered and pull the tendril out of her mouth, but it was no good. The goo turned thick around her arms and pressed hard against her body, holding her down. The purple phallus in her mouth pumped softly back and forth on her tongue, savoring the moistness and warmth of her mouth. It was a bit too thick for her tiny feline mouth, and stretched her jaws uncomfortably open. A deep growl erupted from the leopards maw and her jaws clapped down hard on the tendril in her mouth, but her teeth just bounced off its skin. It would seem that the creature can change its consistency to match any situation. It ignored her biting teeth and pumped a little deeper in the entrance of her throat.
Tears of frustration rolled off of Acira's face, she is doomed to be at the mercy of this thing. She knew if she fought it, she would probably cause herself to pass out from exhaustion. Acira hates to admit it, but the only thing she can do is to give up. Inhaling a deep breathe, she relaxed all of her muscles and idly ran her tongue under the glassy feeling phallus in her mouth -- to her surprise it had none taste.... as if it wasn't even there. "Petunia" seemed to notice that Acira had given in to its whims, the blob of goo shifted its weight some to allow the snow leopard some easy breathing and to better explore its master with.
Dr. Strangelove was kind enough to teach the slime creature all about female anatomy, Petunia knew all the sweet spots. Acira gasped with surprise as Petunia hooked on to the front of her shirt and ripped it in half with invisible strength. The leopards boobs pressed against the cool body of slime, her nipples instantly hardened to the touch of its slink jellied body. Petunia's eyes still stared blankly at Acira as it shifted its gooey body to make two more tentacles, each snaked up her torso and wrapped around its respected breast, corkscrewing around them, the thin tip of each tentacle twisted firmly around her tender pink nipples and undulated them roughly in tight circles while her breasts were being attending to in variants of firm squeezes and soft massages.
Acira's eyes fluttered in her skull with delight, while her nipples blushed crimson from the administrations and her nether regions swelled and moistened with lust. For minutes she laid there, suckling softly on the gentle phallus pumping her mouth and enjoying the erotic massage as her breasts bounced to the rhythm of Petunia's administrations. The snow leopard's back arched and her hips softly ground against the purple body of Petunia in response to the rough massage that was given to her breasts. The strong, thin coil that was wrapped against her red nubs danced a series of fast circles around the tip of her gumdrop nipples, while the sides where being squeezed and stroked by the hairline tentacle. Her breasts were fondled by the thicker part of the tentacle and being randomly massaged gently and roughly squeezed. Acira's pale blue eyes crossed while she trembled and whimpered softly, begging for more. Her sex was dripping wet and twitched with anticipation.
While continuing it's attentions with the leopard's mouth and breasts, Petunia shifted her weight in order to push Acira's legs apart into a spread eagle. Acira's core muscles tightened as a wave of lust hazed her mind; she waited to be taken. With the leopard's legs widened as far as the comfortably go, the 'goo' near the waist band of Acira's pajama pants formed appendages and hooked onto the thin material. It gingerly parted the waistbands of her pants and panties from her fur and pushed them down her supple thighs and rolled them over using it's purple body, pushing them out of the way and onto the floor.
Acira's heart skipped a beat when she felt the creature's body push itself enough into her to spread her vaginal lips open and fully exposing her sensitive area, which throbbed madly to be touched. The purple blob molded a piece of it's body perfectly to the leopard's womanhood and pressed it against her wet sex, stroking it softly from top to bottom. Her breasts still received the same attention as it always had while the phallus still idly pumped in her mouth. The blob began grinding against her wet vulva, giving her long firm strokes from the top of her vagina to the bottom of it. If Acira's mouth was free she would be gasping with pleasure right now, but it was not, so she just suckled on the blob's pseudo-phallus while lightly rocking her hips in rythm with the slow steady grinding inside her vaginal lips.
Petunia fluttered her body against Acira's sensitized nub of her womanhood, slow now , then faster. Acira arched her back further, moaning hard against the steady pumping phallic tendrill in her mouth, sweat dampening her white and black fur. As the administrations became more and more firmer, Acira rocked her hips to follow with Petunia. And just went Acira thought that she would be reaching orgasm, something changed. The blob of purple goo wrapped Acira's body in a tight hug, shifting its weight and lifting the leopard's back slowly off of the carpeted floor and pulled her to her knees, pushing her face forward until parallel to the roof above. She was now in the doggie position with a giant blog of slime wrapped around and hanging off her entire body -- her nose and eyes were the ONLY thing free of the lust crazed goo.
Tentacles that were corkscrewed around her breasts and nipples threw themselves in over-drive, the hair-line tendrils wrapped firmly around her now blood-red nubs, undulating with tight squeezes and rubbing the tips with tight circles, while the more thicker tendrils vibrated her bosoms and rippled against her tender flesh. Acira groaned and shook inside her capture's slimy body. Her scream of delight was muffled by the tendril when a strong clamp of pressure encased her throbbing flesh of her womanly nether regions and began to flutter and suck at her dripping sex. During all of this, Acira could barely feel Petunia sliding delicately between her ass checks and nudge at the leopard's tailhole.
"Oh no, not my tailhole. I haven't cleaned that today," Embarrassed blood flushed to her face as she felt Petunia's body molded itself into a lengthy tentacle and delved into her tailhole. Her mind was instantly rocked with lust as she felt her hole stretch and hugged the thick tendril tightly. It pumped her with a slow steady pace, pushing ten inches inside her and drawing back five or six inches then slamming back in her, Acira groaned with every thrust while her untouched vaginal walls ached for penetration as well. The pumping in her un-lubricated tailhole hurt in such a GOOD way, causing her whole body tingled like fire.
Petunia's eye stared blankly at Acira, while she roughly explored the feline's body. The leopard's hips rode with the penetration of the hard slams into the cat's tailhole. She could tell that the feline enjoyed every millisecond of this. Petunia gingerly stroked the back of Acira's neck as she began to trace a soft circle around the cat's taunt vaginal opening, drinking in the cat's sweet taste of arousal. The taste of it was like a drug for the slime being, it made her body feel giddy, she knew that sex with this woman will be her the meaning of her life. The mass of goo shifted its body to form another phallic tendril just outside Acira's womanly opening and slowly nudge inside her.
Finally, she felt Petunia push into her sweet spot, growing to ten inches long and thick, the tendril pumped her with the opposite rhythm of the one in her tailhole. Her clitoris was being sucked and firmly rubbed while her two holes downstairs were being slammed with big transparent cocks of a slime monster. The pumping in her holes were slow and steady, pushing all of its length in her while gradually growing faster in speed. Though, within seconds she was being pumped so hard and fast that her whole body was rocking almost half a foot in back and forth directions. Acira's vagina squeezed tight around the tendril, never in her life has she felt so much pleasure.
Pressure was building up in Acira's core now, she knew that she could not hold up much longer. "Mmmmmmmmmmmm," Acira's inner muscles contracted wildly and stars hit her eyes while her body was engulfed in orgasm. Her juices shot out and floated around in Petunia's transparent body. The goo seemed to know what was going on and slowed its pumping inside the feline, causing her to ride out the orgasm for as long as possible. The tendril in the cat's mouth pulled out to allow her breathe, Acira gasped as she rode of the intense wave of orgasm that rippled through her. The slime suckled softly at the cat's vagina lapping at the cum, as if it was proud of its work. The tendril in her tailhole slowed and pulled out of her body, followed with the one in her vagina. Petunia gently rubbed Acira's swollen clitoris, sending a tiny orgasmic aftershock throughout the cat's body, causing her to gasp one more time.
Acira panted heavily inside Petunia body, and went limp with exhaustion. Petunia lowered the leopard back on the floor and pulled her gooey body of of the spotted cat and rolled herself up into a volleyball sized mound of goo.
Laying on her stomach for a few seconds dazed with pleasure, Acira finally caught her breath and sat up on her haunches.
"Oh, my god!!" Looking out her OPEN hotel door, Acira saw the same badger from earlier sitting on the hallway floor panting, with his back resting on the wall and with his fingers wrapped around his mid-sized penis and cum stains on the front of his pants. He had been watching this this whole time!! Acira was just mortified that an unauthorized person had just seen her O-face -- she likes to approve people before they see that.
Acira pulled herself up on her still weak legs and hurriedly stumbled over to her front door and slammed it closed locking it behind her. "What the hell do you say to someone like that? "Hope you enjoyed the show, we'll be here all week"? Acira thought to herself, and laughed at the cheesiness of her thoughts. She collapsed her body on the floor and looked down at her body, Acira was shocked to see that her gumdrop nipples glowed with a deep blood-red color... It will take over a week before they went back to normal.
The leopard's icy blue eyes meet the big eye of Petunia that floated around in the now relatively tiny ball of purple goo. "Went a little over board with my nipples, don't you think?" Acira answered sarcastically. The mass of purple goo vibrated with such speed that it made a purring sound. Acira, giggled, "Oh, so you're pleased with yourself are we?" A sly smile passed along the leopard's face, it took some effort on Petunia's part but it looks like she has won Acira over.
Slouching over into the floor, Acira drifted off into a what will be brief nap.
Mental note to self: Be sure to send Uncle Craig a thank you letter.