{"sf1_id":1968345,"sf2_id":null,"title":"The Alaska Backdoor","author":"Xackbin","words":4118,"posted_at":"2023-03-22T09:32:00.000Z","tags":["Avian","Belly","Blobby","Canine","Fatfur","Female/Female","Fupa","Lesbian","Obese","Oral","Orgasm","Raven","Sex","Xackbin","immobile"],"url":"https://fse.anthro.fr/stories/1968345-the-alaska-backdoor","original_url":"https://sofurry.com/view/1968345","image_url":"https://www.sofurryfiles.com/std/thumb?page=1968345\u0026ext=.jpg","description":"Natasha is starving for Sam's juices but Sam is too into her game to notice the succupires plight.\nSo Natasha makes a baked Alaska cupcake to help her get a taste of the muffin she craves.\nWritten by Rainer Ellie","content":"\"Come on! He is overextended! Go top and gank him!\" \u0026nbsp;\n\nSamantha shouted to her friends on Discord.\n\n\u0026nbsp;\n\n\u0026nbsp;They were playing ranked queues for hours now, and she was all\n\nserious about it. Natasha, on the other hand, could not see the appeal in all of this.\n\nNot so for the gaming part, but more for the fact that she had been standing next to\n\nSam for a good five minutes now and she hadn't received even a single glance from\n\nher girlfriend. She was feeling quite hungry and had to find the best way to approach\n\nSam and get her favourite snack. A task that seemed weirdly difficult when she was\n\nplaying with her friends, and they were all so invested in the game.\n\n\u0026nbsp;\n\n'Hmm, there is always that something that gets her attention more than anything\n\nelse' Natasha thought, 'Maybe it's time to bust out the cupcakes'.\n\n\u0026nbsp;\n\nShe rubbed her paws together like a super villain with a full-proof plan and walked towards the\n\nkitchen. There were quite a few cupcakes left from the previous day, so it was their\n\ntime to shine again. After all, Samantha could never resist Natasha's cooking; she had\n\nadmitted time and time again that she was the best cook she had ever met. Not to\n\nmention that her enormous weight was not gained by eating random take away. It\n\nhad all been from Nat's magnificent skill of making everything so damn delicious!\n\nNatasha felt a warm excitement as she arranged the cupcakes in an attractive pattern\n\non the serving plate. Presentation was equally important as flavour, there was no\n\narguing that. Bearing her cute apron over her casualwear and with plate in hand, she\n\nreturned to the bedroom.\n\n\u0026nbsp;\n\n\"God damnit, man! How did you manage that? You went for a gank and instead they\n\ndestroyed all our towers up to our base!\"\n\n\u0026nbsp;\n\nSamantha was still completely absorbed by Space League and did not seem to\n\nacknowledge any other movement in the room. She did not even bat an eye when\n\nNat announced she had brought some cupcakes for her babe.\n\n\u0026nbsp;\n\n\"Yeah, yeah\" she replied, seemingly not having even listened to what the Vampire Demon had said.\n\nNatasha was starting to get upset. And how could she not be? She never appreciated\n\nbeing ignored, especially when she was hungry. Now, a video game was coming in her\n\nway towards sustenance, and she would not be stopped by it. She gritted her teeth a\n\nbit and climbed over Samantha's gigantic bosom in order to reach her face. There,\n\nshe pretended to snuggle a bit next to her while watching the game.\n\n\u0026nbsp;\n\n\"Are you guys losing?\" Natasha asked to break the ice.\n\n\u0026nbsp;\n\n\"Of course we are losing!\"\n\n\u0026nbsp;\n\nSamantha shouted, clearly disappointed in her teammate.\n\n\u0026nbsp;\n\n\"This idiot is costing us the match. We are about to drop rank because he isn't\n\ngetting his shit together!\"\n\n\u0026nbsp;\n\n\"You know what would help you win the match more easily?\" Nat paused for\n\nanticipation, but Sam was too distracted to play along, and plainly ignored her once\n\nagain. \"Some sweet sweet cupcake would definitely be the thing to up your game!\"\n\nshe continued, and desperately tried to feed a piece to her girlfriend.\n\n\u0026nbsp;\n\n\"Not now!\" Sam remarked and pushed the cupcake away.\n\n\u0026nbsp;\n\n\"Can't you see I'm trying to win this? I have to carry this match, and cannot be distracted for not even a bit.\"\n\n\u0026nbsp;\n\nNatasha stepped down, taking all her feelings in. She was extremely frustrated by the\n\nrejection. 'How could she turn down my cupcakes?' she thought to herself, 'And over\n\nsome stupid Space League match to boot! If that's how you want to play it Sam, then\n\nI'll bring my A game to the table. Then we'll see how much you care for your game'.\n\nWith her head high, she walked off and closed the door behind her, without showing\n\nany signs of defeat; the real show had yet to start.\n\n\u0026nbsp;\n\nOne by one, she started organising the ingredients and tools she would need on the\n\ncounter. This was something that she had never prepared for Sam before. It was\n\nsomething that was kept in store for situations like these. The dirty bomb of recipes,\n\nif you will. Fortunately, she had everything she needed. As she was cooking\n\nconstantly for her girlfriend, she had to have a plethora of items available, to keep the\n\nvariety in her recipes going, as well as Sam's attention. Flour, sugar, butter, cocoa\n\npowder, vanilla ice cream, baking soda, eggs and buttermilk.\n\n\u0026nbsp;\n\n\u0026nbsp;\"Let's see if you'll ignore this one, Sam!\" Natasha said out loud, with her eyes glistening with determination.\n\n\u0026nbsp;\n\nShe started with the cake first. She preheated the oven, prepped the batter mixture,\n\nand left it to bake for half an hour. In the meantime, she prepared the melted caramel\n\nin the sauce pan, adding a bit of salt to the mix to break the sweetness. After taking\n\nout the cakes and cooling them down, she added the ice cream on top and put them\n\nin the freezer for a couple of hours. Finally, she whipped the eggs and sugar for the\n\nstiff and shiny meringue topping. While waiting, she could hear Samantha still\n\ntalking and shouting from the bedroom. 'You are going at it non-stop' Natasha\n\nthought, 'but you won't know what hit you when it's ready. I will teach you not to\n\nignore me again, babe'.\n\n\u0026nbsp;\n\nShe did not leave the kitchen for even a second; she would only emerge when it was\n\ndone. That way, if Sam wondered where she was off to, it would add to the\n\nanticipation and final reveal. 'Why not add some insult to injury?' Natasha thought\n\nas she went to her closet. She picked out her navy blue skin-tight dress, an all time\n\nfavourite of hers and Sam's, and combed her long light azure hair, adding some glitter\n\nto accentuate their glow. Returning to the kitchen, the base and ice cream were\n\ncompletely frozen now, so it was time to add the final bits. She poured the melted\n\ncaramel on top of them, and covered them with meringue, before toasting them with\n\nher kitchen torch for the final touch. With a few sprinkles of cocoa powder, her\n\ninfamous Chocolate Caramel Baked Alaska cupcakes were ready. She was ecstatic\n\nwith confidence. Grabbing her serving plate once more, she waltzed in the bedroom\n\nto exact her well deserved revenge.\n\n\u0026nbsp;\n\nSamantha was too focused to notice the door of the room opening. Her match was\n\nreally crucial for the rankings and she was about to enter a teamfight, so she had\n\nmajor tunnel vision. Nat stood for a moment next to her in amazement, gazing at her\n\npartner's total dedication to the game. 'Maybe if I fan some of the sweet sweet smell\n\nof the cakes towards her, I could get her attention' she pondered as she tried out her\n\nplan, but to no avail. 'Maybe if I stand in front of the screen. Then she will surely\n\nnotice me'. Still no. Her Corven lover simply tilted her head to readjust her line of\n\nsight towards the monitor. She was purely moving without thinking. The game had\n\ncompletely absorbed her, making her ignore even Natasha's killer body and outfit.\n\n'What is it with this girl? I cannot find a single crack in her dedication. And to top it\n\nall off, my appetite keeps growing!'. Nat was starting to get upset once again. She\n\nwould not admit defeat so easily. She had been preparing these delicious cupcakes for\n\nhours, and she had prettied herself up to add to the effect. Samantha had to just\n\nnotice her and taste the desserts. Then, her victory would come like a breeze. 'Fuck\n\nit!' she whispered while pulling her sleeves up, 'I'm too hungry. If the mountain\n\nwon't come to Natasha, then Natasha must go to the mountain'. And with that,\n\nNatasha climbed on her girlfriend once more, going for her desperate plan B.\n\n\u0026nbsp;\n\nSam had just entered the teamfight, with her and all her teammates shouting in voice\n\nchat on what everyone should be doing. It was chaos. Cursing and jerky movements\n\nof the controller were prevalent, but Natasha was determined to achieve her goal. She\n\nreached Samantha's shoulder and made herself sit comfortably while waiting for the\n\nright moment to strike. Like a predator in the shadows, when Sam opened her\n\nmouth to yell another Fuck you dude, she pounced, stuffing her mouth with a\n\ndelicious Baked Alaska Cupcake.\n\n\u0026nbsp;\n\nSam did not know what hit her. She closed her mouth and started chewing, only to\n\nbe struck by the first unbelievable impression; sweet and warm meringue, swirling\n\naround her tongue, with a hint of cocoa, adding its bitter touch to the mix. Then, a\n\nsecond wave; hot melted caramel running along the inside of her beak, covering and\n\ncombining with vanilla ice cream, all exploding inside her mouth in an orgasmic\n\nmanner. Finally, the soft and fuzzy cake base, to rest your taste buds upon, giving\n\nsmall moments of respite and absorption of the previous flavours, preparing you for\n\nthe next bite. It was all simply too much for Samantha. Her controller dropped from\n\nher hands, her head tilted towards the air with closed eyes, and all she could utter\n\nwas:\n\n\"Holy fuck... that was good...\"\n\n\u0026nbsp;\n\nHer mind was swimming in a sea of flavour, coloured by the intricacies of Natasha's\n\nexcellent culinary skills. \"This is the best freaking cupcake I have ever tasted\" she\n\nexclaimed in her delirium, taking bite after bite like a maniac. In that moment, there\n\nwas nothing else for her to lend her senses to but only for the piece of art her\n\ngirlfriend had created. She was so much into it that she didn't care that she had left\n\nher teammates stranded in an unfair fight with the opposing team. Everyone died,\n\nwith distant screams and curses echoing from her headset, but they were but plain\n\nwhite noise to her ears. She could not concentrate on that nonsense right now. There\n\nwas one last bite left to go, and with that gone shortly after, her senses started to\n\ncome back again.\n\n\u0026nbsp;\n\nThe shouting from her earphones seized, and a sudden silence fell over the room.\n\nThen, moments later, a small, rhythmic tapping started to be made out through the\n\nsensory void. She opened her eyes and witnessed a very irritated looking Coyote\n\nDemon, cross armed and waiting in front of the TV, tapping her foot paw on the\n\nground in anticipation. She was wearing the outfit that Sam always wanted her to be\n\nin. The one that caressed her curvy and ample body in all its glory, displaying every\n\nshape and angle to the lucky observer. She was a sight for sore eyes. A sight that\n\nseemed to be trying to make a point come across. Natasha did not seem pleased at all\n\nto have been ignored by her before, and it definitely showed. Sam noticed that she\n\nwas the one to have turned off the monitor, and was surely waiting for an\n\nexplanation. She had even made her gorgeous hair even prettier in order to get her\n\nattention. 'Dammit' Sam punished herself, 'How could I have been so blind? She was\n\nonly trying to show how much she loves me! She brought me cupcakes and I... I just\n\nshoved her off. What the hell am I doing? Natasha is the love of my life! I cannot act\n\nout so randomly and condescendingly towards her. That would only push her away\n\nfrom me! I don't want that! I surely, most positively, DON'T want that!'.\n\n\u0026nbsp;\n\nAnd just as Samantha, plagued by her inner remorse towards her spouse, was about\n\nto apologise to Natasha for her absurd behaviour, she heard the Demon Coyote's\n\nstomach rumble. It rumbled like a truck! And then it hit her; it wasn't love and\n\nromance that was driving Nat's actions. It was just her insatiable hunger for her\n\njuices. Sam's face adopted the largest grin she had ever taken before, clearly seeing\n\nthrough her partner's facade. Natasha had some explaining to do.\n\n\u0026nbsp;\n\n\"Heh!\" Samantha exclaimed with a raised eyebrow, \"What was that sound just now?\"\n\n\"What sound are you talking about?\" Natasha played it off like nothing was\n\nhappening.\n\n\u0026nbsp;\n\n\"Come on, babe! Stop pretending to be coy now.\"\n\n\u0026nbsp;\n\nSam paused for a moment, trying to see if her comment had made a crack in Nat's\n\nacting. On the contrary, her girlfriend seemed totally unfazed; she continued\n\nadopting the annoyed bit, with her arms crossed and her disappointed gaze. 'So\n\ntypical of you, babe' Samantha thought, 'You never let go of your ego. It wouldn't\n\nhurt pushing you some more, wouldn't it?'.\n\n\u0026nbsp;\n\n\"Is it maybe, just maybe, that my love is hungry for me?\" Sam taunted.\n\n\u0026nbsp;\n\n\"There was no sound...\" Natasha responded with a plain tone, trying to cover up her\n\nintentions. It was to no use though. Samantha knew her appetite very well, and there\n\nwas nothing that Natasha could have said to convince her otherwise. Nat gave a sharp\n\nlook towards her stomach and flexed her abs in protest towards her own body. 'Curse\n\nyou' she screamed in her mind, 'Curse you for revealing my plan! I've spent so many\n\nhours preparing the cupcakes and dressing up, only to be given away by some bodily\n\nsound? This is the epitome of ridiculous and amateurish. A Hybrid Demon, not\n\nbeing able to control herself in order to get her food. Oh, the degeneracy...'\n\n\u0026nbsp;\n\nSamantha gave out a long and heavy sigh. Just by watching Nat, she could get an idea\n\nof what was going inside her mind. She knew that the Coyote Demon needed her\n\nsustenance, but to go to such an extent to get it was too much. Why do all this work\n\nwhen she could have just asked her for it? It's not like she has refused her too many\n\ntimes before. It was the opposite, in fact. It was a bit perplexing to carry out a whole\n\nplay to get her attention away from the game.\n\n\u0026nbsp;\n\nNatasha, on the other hand, sizzled in her own self-flagellation. It was demeaning for\n\nher to do all this and get called out. She couldn't keep up with this anymore. It was\n\ntiring and draining to lie and pretend. So she decided to finally come out and just\n\nadmit it.\n\n\u0026nbsp;\n\n\"Ok, ok!\" she exhaled, \"I did all this to get your attention because I was hungry. Too\n\nhungry in fact. You were constantly playing this stupid game and didn't seem to find\n\nthe end of it. You even pushed me away to keep at it uninterrupted!\"\n\n\u0026nbsp;\n\nSamantha was actually caught by surprise. There was no way she thought that\n\nNatasha would own it up. In awe of what was happening before her eyes, she\n\nremained silent and listened to her lover intently. And so, Natasha continued.\n\n\"It is really hard for me, you know! To adapt, I mean. Before I met you, I would\n\nalways go out there and feed whenever I wanted. There were so many opportunities,\n\nso many choices for me to pick from. Food was in abundance, and very easy to come\n\nby. Granted, it was nowhere near as good as you are for me, Sam. Now that I was so\n\nlucky to find you and have you in my life as my partner, I am constantly stopped dead\n\nin my tracks from every little thing that comes between us.\"\n\n\u0026nbsp;\n\nSamantha was eating up everything Natasha had to say. To someone else, her\n\nmonologue could have been labelled as at least narcissistic and egotistical; a creature\n\nof immense power and capabilities, bickering about her inability to exploit her\n\nsignificant other all day round. This would totally feel like a logical conclusion to\n\nsuch uttered words, but not to Samantha. No. Samantha was in fact deeply amazed\n\nby Nat's confession. It was something she had never seen before, and an absolute\n\ntestament to the Demon Hybrid's need for her.\n\n\u0026nbsp;\n\n\"I can't stand these boundaries that you show me anymore, Sam\" Natasha continued\n\nclearly in dismay, \"This is not about a habit of mine that has been changed. This is\n\nsomething I need in order to keep on being myself. You are my only food source,\n\nbaby! You cannot ignore that! You are not just my girlfriend...\"\n\n\u0026nbsp;\n\nShe paused momentarily, trying to gather the courage to continue, and gave a long\n\nlook into Samantha's eyes. Sam was looking back at her with all the attention in the\n\nworld, hanging from her every word. She exhaled once more, and added :\n\n\u0026nbsp;\n\n\"You are my everything\"\n\n\u0026nbsp;\n\nSamantha gasped; she didn't know how to react to such beautiful words, but also\n\ndidn't want to stop Nat from continuing on. She took a deep breath herself, and\n\nlistened once again.\n\n\u0026nbsp;\n\n\"Samantha, you are not just my lover. You are my feeder. You offer me everything I\n\nneed in this life. You give me strength and warmth when I'm around you. You give\n\nme safety in your touch and embrace. You are my home. You are my life, Sam. Don't\n\nyou forget that.\"\n\n\u0026nbsp;\n\nSam was left with an open beak. She was so astonished by Natasha's sincere\n\nconfession, that she couldn't hide how much she was blushing. For Sam, it wasn't\n\njust a mere reveal of affection and longing. She was a person with deep emotional\n\nbaggage. Ever since the incident with her parents, she had always felt thrown away,\n\ndiscarded in the four winds. She had been abandoned by the most important people\n\nin her life, people that had been there for her in all the difficulties she had faced in the\n\npast. People that had raised her with care and love. It wasn't just something she could\n\nshake off from one day to another. It was a psychological problem she was trying to\n\ncope with every day in order to keep going. Having that in mind, Natasha admitting\n\nthat she couldn't do without her was a very important moment for Sam. She didn't\n\ncare for big displays of love; she just wanted to feel needed. She wanted to be sure that\n\nher lover was in her life for good, and that she wouldn't have to deal with a similar\n\nloss ever again. Her feelings were precious, and since she was so connected with\n\nNatasha, it was a huge sigh of relief to know that she was absolutely essential for her\n\ngirlfriend's livelihood.\n\n\u0026nbsp;\n\nSamantha's thirst for feeling wanted was being quenched. Happiness was starting to\n\nbuild up inside her. Odds were, she realised, that Natasha, somehow, had become\n\neven more dependent on her than Sam was on Nat. She didn't know how that was\n\nactually possible, but it was definitely an undertaking. Natasha was amazing, after all.\n\nShe was a person that had lived through a lot. So many experiences that she had gone\n\nthrough, all tramped by Sam's own little corvus self. 'Well, maybe not as little...' she\n\njoked in her mind. Still, she felt proud, and above all, desirable. All these sensations\n\nand thoughts, though, she didn't want to share. Not there and then. There was only\n\nenough room for one person being extremely honest that time. She could pour out\n\nher own heart another time. She didn't want to ruin it in any way.\n\n\u0026nbsp;\n\nEven though Sam was ultimately thrilled by the course of things, she tried to act as\n\nnothing of major importance had happened. And it seemed to be working, as\n\nNatasha wasn't particularly trying to read the room anymore. She had just admitted\n\ndependency over her lover. Most of her life, she had been a very independent person,\n\nfree to do whatever she wanted. She was the one to pull the strings; she was the\n\nmistress, and the others were the weaklings. This was not the case now. Everything\n\nwas different with Sam. It had changed her a lot. Natasha was acknowledging that\n\nshe was nothing without her. Sam was her lifegiver. And that dynamic was showing\n\nevery day. Natasha had been taking care of her, cooking and providing all the\n\nnecessary comforts. It was like looking after her beloved Princess. It didn't feel like\n\nshe was being submissive to that extent, but she was definitely pampering Sam. And\n\nshe had grown so much accustomed to it, that only now she felt the difference. She\n\nneeded to know that they could work something out together, in order to be satisfied\n\nas well. All the changes were weighing upon her.\n\n\u0026nbsp;\n\nIn the brief moments of lull and thought that followed, Samantha noticed that Nat\n\nwas still waiting for a sincere answer. Her body language was unmistakable. Sam had\n\nto give her something in order to untangle this issue. They couldn't just let it be. So\n\nshe went on and broke the silence.\n\n\u0026nbsp;\n\n\"Well, I could never forget how much we mean to each other, Nat\" Sam said in a\n\nteasing manner, trying to play it off as casually as she could.\n\n\"So?\" Natasha asked, \"What do you think can be done about this?\"\n\n\u0026nbsp;\n\n\"I guess I could try and set a more specific lunch time for you. One that would be\n\nmore convenient for the both of us. I know that I have to make more time for you,\n\nand definitely want to. I am not the only one that has needs in this relationship. I can\n\nnow clearly see that it is wrong to ignore my lover's wants for my own; even without\n\nhaving ill at heart while doing it. Sometimes I get carried away and don't pay\n\nattention to what is happening. Like I did before. It was not intentional. I was too\n\ninto what I was doing and didn't have a second thought when I reacted like that. I\n\nwill try to change that. I know it wasn't the best way to handle things. I promise I\n\nwill start cutting down on gaming, to make time for us. We both need it.\"\n\n\u0026nbsp;\n\n\"Really, Sam?\" Natasha questioned with glee, \"Do you promise?\"\n\n\u0026nbsp;\n\n\"I promise, babe! Well, except when my friends come over. I will have to take care of\n\nthem as well. It wouldn't be right to ignore them\" she laughed.\n\n\"Sure, we have a deal\"\n\n\u0026nbsp;\n\nIt went better than expected, Natasha thought. She was thankful that her words\n\ndidn't just strike a wall. Samantha listened. Not only that, but she had gone out of\n\nher way to make it right as well. She would make things better between them.\n\nNatasha would not be bound by the insecurity of an improbable meal anymore.\n\n\u0026nbsp;\n\nThey would make it so that she would get her sustenance adequately. Who cared if\n\nsometimes they would have to take a break for her friends to visit? The only thing she\n\nhad in mind was how many more times she would be able to taste Samantha's juices.\n\nHer salty sweat from all over her body, her pungent and womanly scents coming out\n\nfrom under her belly and between her legs. She could feel her saliva drool as the\n\nfantasies ran across her mind. They were vivid and wholesome. She would be satiated\n\nlike never before. She would be licking her partner clean from top to bottom.\n\nNothing would escape her. And she couldn't hide her excitement about it.\n\n\u0026nbsp;\n\nNat and Sam gave each other a nod and look of mutual understanding and, not\n\nwasting any more time, Natasha dove under her lover's enormous stomach and into\n\nher beloved den. It was time for her much anticipated and well earned lunch.\n\n\u0026nbsp;Her\n\nappetite was immeasurable. She shoved her snout so deep inside Sam that she almost\n\nlost herself from the craving sensation. Nat was going at it like a wild animal. She was\n\nputting everything she had into it. Where her snout couldn't reach, she used her long\n\ntongue to lick and gather all that her partner offered her. Her pupils dilated and her\n\neyes rolled back from the pure ecstasy she was experiencing. It was like divine nectar\n\ncaressing her tongue with its warm and sticky texture, flowing between her fangs and\n\ndown her throat. It was too much for her. She moaned from pleasure while Sam\n\ncame again and again, in explosions of squirting waves like never before, each one\n\nbigger than the one preceding it. It was much like the moans Sam was making from\n\nthe Alaska cupcake, but now it was Natasha who was enjoying Sam's own muffin.\n\n  \n  \n\n"}