Silver Stream Memory 27
The Book of Particles started as a story journal that mixed things from my real life in with the continuation from Hail Primus. I gleaned some of the more personal details from these sagas and left more of the fictional story content. I call them memories.
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"Where is Sophie anyways?"
"I'm in here!" I heard a voice from the living room.
I continued into the other room and gasped but quickly smiled. THere was Sophie with a bag of chips in one paw and the TV clicker in another. Her belly was out before her nearly patruding toward her knees. She had no bra on under her triple paired anthropomorphic mammaries drooped across her chest firmly perked on her belly. Her cunt was concealed by her protruding abdomen.
She noticed me and stared back saying, "What?"
She lounged back in the recliner as she switched channels on the TV.
"You're..." I remarked deliriously grinning at the sight.
"You're naked too," Sophie murmered and I looked down at my own pudgey self.
I looked back and saw the fully clothed Wri in her red dress. She had a hand to her mouth stifling a giggle.
"Could you lay out on the couch later?" I asked grinning devilously.
Sophie shrugged, "Okay."
I turned to Wri smiling broadly. She took her hand off her mouth and laughed quietly. We went back into the bedroom and I closed the door before immediately saying, "I don't know what was done but I like it."
"Yeah, really," Wri remarked back grimacing.
"But... I might fail at my job but this here still remains a life pulse," I said hugging Wri with one arm and laying a hand on Bop.
"Ooooh... you're tickling," Bop flashed.
I scritched the surface of Bop and it jumped and flashed emitting chuckles.
I plucked a water balloon out of the air and threw it right at Wri exploding on her chest and sending water everywhere and shocking her.
"Huumph, aren't you concerned about that shorting out the equipment?"
"Nah, it won't. Here," I told Ava and starting drying the equipment instantly and drying Ava.
"What was that for?" Ava protested.
"Sorry, here, have a piece of candy," I responded holding out a piece of butter scotch in a cellophane wrapper.
Ava looked at me still with the grimace but sighed taking it out of my hand.
"The happiness is lessening," I told them and our surroundings changed to a rocky alcove with a darkness back around behind us leading into a darkness with a dim light amidst shadows of jagged rock in the far far distance.
We were approached by Jackalopes of all shapes and sizes amongst a crowd of daemon's of all shapes and sizes. We followed them as they lead us all around caverns but mostly around and down and around down into brighter & brighter places filling more and more until we stopped going down but were proceeding over a molten lake of lava on a narrow rocky bridge to a wider island near the center licked by flames & lava spray.
Thereupon were a grand gathering of demons surrounding a great raised horned rocky red throne. On the throne was a horned visage red skinned satan, big and hulking beastly, shoulders as broad as the throne if not a bit broader.
As we approached he held out a great hooved hand and all was quiet above the higher volume bubble of lava and steam bath of the cave there. The demons made a path for us right up to the throne. It was beside the throne Behemoth stood looking at us as well as what I recognized as the other head demons there. We approached the throne and once there our escort knelt down before Satan as we were soon commanded to. I kept stealing glances at Behemoth's belly then and again.
Satan spoke at length, "Hi, Ias, did everyone think you were at a pact with me?"
"They did?" I was surprised and taken aback.
Satan chortled in deep laugher and Behemoth clutched both sides of his belly in a laughter himself. I felt my hand starting to stretch out toward Behemoth's belly but I stopped it.
"No truth be told by the nortorious father of lies, this person we have before us has as much of a pact with God as he does with me and that is truthfully none! But he wants one more so with me," Satan responded leaning his bearded chin on his hoof hand and staring at me with deep coal eyes.
I opened my mouth to protest but Behemoth shook his head concerningly out of the corner of my eyes and caressed his belly.
I sighed slumping down, "Yes, I find myself drawn to it."
"Splendid, once again I win. Checkmate in the grand chess game with God," Satan responded.
"My past is..."I started to say.
Satan interrupted, "I already know as Behemoth has filled me in on it. You can have your companionship with him and access to the circle of lust and gluttony."
I stood up in stock attention as Behemoth came toward me a wide grin across his elephantly face. I soaked in his form through my eyes and when I met his own I was pulled forward toward him.