Chapter 22:
It was a weird kind of pillow-talk. Blargetha laying beside him in bed talking about building a giant solar-beam gun. The breakneck work of building out an army to defend Ooo had been going on night and day. The Privy Council would have literally reinstituted slavery if they thought it would a.) get through Finn and b.) get them weapons faster. Fortunately, nobody was much interested in their planet ceasing to exist. Most of Ooo's industries were hard at it, building out pieces of the machine-army. Now Blargetha had an idea to try on Finn that, at first blush, made no sense.
Laying on her side facing him, the slime person patiently explained, "the further away we can engage them, the better off we are, Finn. You kept a crossbow, as I recall." The big man blinked. He had only been thinking of engaging the aliens the same way he'd engaged his dad. Hit them the minute they landed their ship on Ooo. Hit them hard and hit them fast with everything he could muster, up to, and including mushroom bombs. Now a new thought occurred to him. His dad had been forced to land and try and find somebody who knew how to find the monster he sought. What if the next invaders had no such need?
"The machine's in the Candy Kingdom," Finn rumbled. Once the ice was gone from the former island of the Fluffy People, Bonnie had shipped the remnant of the machine home along with the control-console for the robot army. The machine had gotten secreted down in the basement of the palace, though Bonnie hadn't bothered bringing the satellite back down. That was still in orbit as far as Finn knew.
With his mind working once more, the King said, "I'll have Thor go to the Candy Kingdom and retrieve the machine. You have my permission to borrow some of Sarah's time now that the castle's systems are working. You can get resources from Lollipop, but she'll have to clear the requests with me." "That's good enough," said Blargetha, as she kissed his cheek. "I'll make it work, Finn. I really want to look at the tech and see if I can scale it..."
She was using science-words on him, and he half-understood. She wanted to try to make it bigger. He was a little leery of that after Bandit Princess's fuckup with her death-rocket. At the same time, Blargetha was a genius. She was one of the smartest people he knew. Sitting up, the King swung his legs out of bed. He had to go. There was work waiting on him, ironically in the Candy Kingdom. He'd be gone a fair bit. "I've given permission for you to go down to the second-floor courtyard and walk, B," Finn said. The slime woman's mouth opened in a soundless 'o'. Sitting up, she slipped her legs around his middle. Laying against his back, she said, "I'll be good, Finn. You won't have trouble. I swear it." The big man nodded. It was time to go.
The King grabbed a shower in her little bathroom. She hadn't yet raised the issue of more space. She didn't dare. The expanded permission was a good sign. It wasn't quite what Maja had. The witch likely could have simply walked out the door if she wanted. Blargetha did her best not to sweat that. This was 'more'. It was more than the nothing she'd had.
Done washing and dressing, Finn got on his way. She didn't get any platitudes. She didn't even get a 'that was good'. It wasn't really the point though. She wanted to be valued and kept around. The happier he was, the longer she kept breathing. The math was simple. It was becoming easier to get him to want to screw, and he wasn't all that careful about putting a jimmy on when he did. She imagined it stood to reason. He was her first–the only dude to ever have her–so she was 'clean'.
She waited a while after he had gone to get cleaned up and dressed herself. It didn't do to be too obvious about this. Wearing a natty purple dress that hugged tight to her curves, the lush princess headed out. She'd know in a couple weeks or so. She'd know if she was pregnant real-soon-now. As she passed the other cell doors, she glanced up to find Maudie there and glaring at her. Blargetha gave the bitch a jaunty wave. Enjoy your time in solitary, bitch, thought the genius. She was headed down to the courtyard for a little fresh air.
Finn was on his way to his office down on the second floor. There were a few things he wanted to get done before he left for the Candy Kingdom. It was going to be a little weird going to the Candy Kingdom when it was no longer his home. His wives were here. Mostly. His kids were here. He even had a substantial portion of the army, both machine and flesh-and-blood on his island. The army's headquarters was on the northeast corner, across the hills and valleys from New Shiyan. Thor had been talking about building a house there with his family with Finn's blessing. Star was feeling the need to be 'on her own', and Finn supported that.
As he was approaching the office, his phone rang, announcing that the trouble of the day had reared its head. A corner of him realized that maybe it was a good thing it hadn't happened earlier. Twenty minutes ago, he'd been balls deep in Blargetha's snatch and completely oblivious to the surroundings. This was, of course, stupid, and he knew it. There was going to be a reckoning for that. At the same time, well, she was willing, and he'd already done it. He couldn't undo taking her virginity.
At Finn's destination, his son came walking down the ramp of an airship to find a welcoming committee waiting on him. Rags, Abieuwa, Noemi, and even Hamest were all there, waiting on him. Of course, Drew was there too, alongside a trio of elementals. Billy thought of the meaning of that, and his mind went to Olesia. He was pretty sure Drew's hand was in that. O was about to get fussed-over, whether she liked it or not.
Shocking him, the group of princesses stepped aside revealing a face he hadn't been expecting to see. "Kat," Billy burbled, his face gone bright red. Then, as he realized he wasn't dreaming this, the big man turned to the others and said, "uh... how's this...?" "My doing," Drew announced. The good doctor stood off to one side, arms folded behind her back. "I'm not a wizard, but I know a wizard," she said. "She let me into a certain secret library in Wizard City." Mom. His mom had let Drew into the Grand Master's library. Nodding at their visitor, Drew said, "she's chained not to the physical land or its people... She's chained to the physical manifestation of her agreement." The doctor nodded at a massive chunk of stone that now sat on a cargo-pallet there on the tarmac.
Billy's face snapped over to the rock and then back to Kat. The Nine-Tailed Fox gave him a sheepish nod. He'd passed that boulder a few times when he was in Shiyan and never given it a second thought! Rolling her eyes at her husband, Ragnhild shoved the witch-woman towards him. Gathering her in, the big man kissed those thin lips. In short order, the witch was a blubbering, crying mess, with makeup running down both cheeks.
Under cover of that, Nieve took Olesia by the arm and steered her towards the welcoming committee that had been waiting for her. "I hired out a place to put them up," said the Muscle Princess. "Do go along, dear. They came a long way to make sure you were alright." Larry, who was head of the family now, snatched up his little sister the moment she was in range and hugged the stuffing out of her. The plump older woman standing near the back offered, "thank-you, Your Highness. We are in your debt..." "Not a bit of it," Nieve replied. Marysia gave the Muscle Princess a hateful look. She'd seen the necklace Olesia was wearing, and now she realized she'd been tricked!
As the elementals headed off in an ornate iron carriage dragged by eight wolves, Marisol congratulated her mistress. "Well, she's out the way, milady," said the maid. Frowning, Nieve said, "don't be ridiculous, Marisol. She's a member of this family. If I have my way, William will marry her." Out of all William's companions, Olesia deserved the title 'wife' the most. Ignoring the annoying bitch's complaints, Nieve turned her attention back to the family. Billy was hugging little Anders now, looking at him with pride. He wasn't just a 'good' man. He was the best kind of man.
It was days before Nieve saw her friend again. When she did, it was for a lunch date with the Lizard Princess in exclusive Café Exotica near the railroad station. The place was full of the flavor of Ooo with Breakfast peeps rubbing elbows with Elbownians and Turtles alongside a small handful of elementals who'd come to the Candy Kingdom to help with the Army of Ooo. Hamest and Nieve sat themselves at a nice table where they could see and be seen (princesses after all), and waited for their friend to arrive.
Olesia arrived fashionably late and looking a bit frazzled. The curvy girl looked fit as she came sauntering across the restaurant in a natty blue dress. The color of her clothes made the strange jewel she wore pop. Hamest had been shocked the first time she'd seen the 'new' Olesia. She'd been shocked and a little frightened. Now she was happy for the younger woman. Olesia had finally found her place in the sun.
"It looks good on you," the Lizard Princess announced. The young elemental flushed to her burning hair. There had been an ugly confrontation over that. Marysia had gone into a towering rage at having been tricked into giving up the Fire-Drop. Naturally their idiot mother had taken Masia's side. Much of the youngest Okonski's issues stemmed from their mother excusing her bad behavior and childishness. Larry had shut the whole business down. As head of the family in their father's place, he wasn't having any of it. Olesia had kept her end of the bargain. Marysia's inability to safeguard her own property was not Olesia's fault.
Nieve was a little concerned about how wild O's hair was. "You look like you've been having quite the day," the Muscle Princess announced. "If I get asked to open wide and say 'ah' one more time," Olesia muttered. She'd been poked and prodded enough times that she was ready to explode. Resting her chin on the heel of her hand, Nieve said, "they want you to take better care, Olesia. I do too. Starting tomorrow, you're going to the gym with me." Olesia opened her mouth and shut it again when Hamest announced, "oh, glob, not the bloody gym." Desperate to hang onto her youth and beauty, she'd been a workout fiend for the last few years of her life, but, thanks to Maja, she'd been happily skating on the business the last few weeks. Until Nieve came along to shake them all up again.
"Ok," Olesia murmured. The tone of her voice told Nieve something was wrong. "Something's bothering you," said the Muscle Princess. "What is it?" Blowing out a breath, the young elemental admitted, "had a row with momma. She's trying to make me fat again." She'd been shoveling rich food at Olesia, complaining to all who would listen that her daughters didn't eat enough. Nieve goggled at her. That explained rather a lot. Blowing out a breath, the young woman muttered, "there's a counterbalance to the Okonski knockers. You get the Okonski ass as well." She didn't want to be fat again, but if she spent much more time around her mother, she'd be falling back into bad habits.
"What the hell does Masia do," Hamest demanded? "She looks like a waif..." "She got grandma Wiktorja's genes," Olesia muttered, "... and she throws food away." "That's bloody awful," Nieve growled. "People are starving!" "My brother works his ass off to provide and momma and Masia do stupid things," Olesia muttered. "I thought...," Nieve started to say. "We all thought it, Nieve," Hamest interrupted. They all cared about Olesia. Nobody wanted to see her separated from her family and working herself to death. Resting a hand on Nieve's shoulder, the older woman said, "we'll just have to spring you from prison, dear." In the now, there was good food to eat and a little time to chat and gossip.
South and west of the Candy Kingdom, Hurletta the Slime Princess looked up from her desk to find one of the Palace Guards there waiting her attention. She'd been left behind here alongside a few of the other family members because she had things to get done. The plump princess had been hard at it, fighting the good fight to keep the cash flowing to pay for the machine army. She was rushing to get things wrapped up now so she could join Finn in the Candy Kingdom for a reception being hosted by Bonnie's son.
The plush princess put her work aside and motioned for the guard to come in. "Your Highness," announced the soldier. "One of the prisoners in the VIP dungeon wishes to speak to you." "My sister," Hurletta murmured? Shaking his head, the guard replied, "no, Your Highness." The Slime Princess had been a little puzzled by the idea that her sister would want to speak to her. She'd had hopes of a reconciliation–of working things out with Blargetha. At the same time, she was prepared to move on. She had no idea who else in the prison-wing would want to speak to her though.
Elsewhere on the island, Simone walked into the pinnacle atop the palace to find Maja working away on the gadget housed there. It was just as Drew had said. Far from resting, Maja was working hard as ever. "You want something," the witch asked? She'd sensed the younger woman's approach. "You're working," Simone murmured. "Yeah, so," Maja retorted. Things were raw and awkward still with this woman. She was still unashamedly wicked, but she was a member of their clan. "May I ask why," Simone asked?
Maja glared at her rival–she thought of things that way–and snapped, "you don't control me, Queenie..." Taking the wand from Maja's hands, Simone said, "you finished the invisibility bubble weeks ago, Maja. What did you see?" The witch flushed to her hair. Turning away, she admitted, "a shadow, Simone..." It was too far in the future to see, but apparently it was big enough to trip Maja's senses. Calmly, Simone told her, "it won't get fixed if you get sick or miscarry..." "Fucking Drew," howled Maja! That was meant to be a secret! Chuckling, the Ice Queen said, "she only means to take care of us. Come along. Lollipop has just enough time to fit you for a dress. You're not going to the reception dressed for a hike in the woods." Setting the wand aside, the Ice Queen took the Sky Witch's hand and dragged her out the open window.
Out in the Candy Kingdom, Finn the King walked up the driveway of the house that Riley had built miles from the red-light district. He'd given no thought to that. Now he found it odd that she lived so far from the club. It made his mind want to go down unhappy pathways. A corner of his mind wished he'd noticed girls back when he'd broken the curse. Riley would have been a wonderful girlfriend and maybe wife. He'd wasted so much time chasing Bonnie and getting ignored and insulted. It was water under the bridge though. In the right now, it was a reminder to live the best life he could and take opportunities that came up to enjoy his family.
Arriving on the porch, the big man knocked on the door. "Come in," Riley announced. Finn grimaced. It was dangerous for any of the people in his life to be so casual about how they lived. It worried him to find that Riley didn't lock her doors. The Candy Kingdom was relatively safe. He'd lived a life of making sure that was true. At the same time, stuff happened. Sometimes stuff happened to good peeps. As his bodyguard waited there on the porch, the King opened the door and went inside.
He found the former hug-wolf painting the wall where the hug-wolf mural had been. Finn stopped and did a double-take. He'd seen that mural once. It was a lurid scene of a dark and twisted woodland. It was a disturbing picture, made more so when you heard the explanation. Those were images from Riley's hazy memories of life as a hug-wolf. "Uh...," Finn burbled, "what gives?" Riley looked up from dipping her brush in the bucket. "Hey, Finn," the purple-skinned beauty greeted him. "W-why're you painting over the mural," he asked? He was getting right down to the point because he feared the answer.
Putting the brush aside, the curvy girl came sauntering over, the sway of her hips drawing attention to her swollen belly. She looked sexy pregnant. Sliding her arms around his neck, the stripper glued her lips to his. It was a sweet moment when the last time he'd spoken to her had been pretty unpleasant. Breaking that kiss, she said, "I'm selling the house... Have to paint over the mural... You understand." He knew what her painting over the mural meant. Limeade had once talked about how important it was not to do really personal stuff to a house if you planned to offload it. Finn's mind had gone immediately to that conversation when he saw her painting the wall.
Taking a breath, the curvy beauty announced, "I... I've decided to take your offer." The big man relaxed visibly, and that made her laugh. He shared his bed with a couple of immortal wizards who would be beautiful until the sun went out, and he still seemed to have a need to have her in his life. "Teri talked sense into me," said Riley. "She reminded me that our girls would be without daddy for months... maybe years. She reminded me that this would be the adventure of a lifetime... I'm... I'm getting older, babe. I wanted to travel since I was little. That's kind of how I ended up a hug-wolf. Just two days on the mainland, and I got cursed. After that, I sat myself down in the Candy Kingdom and never left... I gave up my dream, and now you've given it back."
Finn snatched her up and hugged her. "You didn't get the curse back," Riley chuckled. Finn felt his face go warm. Showing her that he was fully in control of his mind, the big man grabbed that long, dark hair and pulled her face to his, while his big right hand grabbed a big handful of that amazing ass. "Oooo... Mmmmm," moaned the stripper. Breaking that kiss, the curvy beauty said, "I gotta' get this house sold... Which... means I gotta' get it patched up." "Ok," he said. "Let me know if there's anything I can personally do to help." "Well, you can take off that jacket and paint...," Riley teased. "Sire," his bodyguard interrupted. "You're..." "Late for something," Riley sighed. Finn grimaced. This was what he'd told her his life had become. Pushing through the unpleasantness, the big man said, "I'll be here tomorrow afternoon. Save some paint for me."
The King returned to Candy Palace, his former home, and got to work. There were peeps to see. There was business to conduct. Then, when that wasn't enough, he had to get dressed for the arrival of the royal problems for another round of crisis bingo. They wanted a report on what he was doing to protect them. The only good news was that the numbers of princesses showing their faces in person was getting smaller. They were getting a little more comfortable with the way Finn was handling things.
Simone and Betty, as was typical with the pair, were already looking at how to make these events more pleasant and less like a war. They wanted to move the world on from crisis and calm the various royals down. They'd organized a reception and a dance to open things, and Finn had to go down and spend a little time on that before he could escape. As the clock struck seven, the King headed upstairs, climbed into something elegant picked out by Lollipop, and headed back down to the reception.
Strolling through Bonnie's grand atrium, the big man found himself reflecting on a couple of things. He would have to get used to thinking of this as Boniface's grand atrium. The Candy Palace now belonged to his son. Bonnie was 'movin' out'. She'd taken to their new digs with gusto, and she was already making changes that suited her–much to Lollipop's irritation. Many of the spaces had acquired a familiar pink or peach hue, though, thankfully, she hadn't suggested redoing the castle in candy. Yet.
The second thing he would have to get used to was the unhappy distance between him and the people he'd spent so much time around. He'd fallen out of the habit of just 'hangin' out' with the various princesses over the years, with Marceline being the only person he regularly spent any time with. Things had been pretty strained with both Phoebes and Bonnie. Now, in spite of the fact that he was romancing several of those pretty faces and the fact that Bill was romancing several more, there was distance between them. They didn't joke and laugh like they used to.
The big man was a little startled to spot Maja across the room. Maja. Here. And she was wearing a sexy cheongsam that showed off those sexy legs of hers. The big man immediately changed course. She was standing in a weird circle, and it only took a moment for Finn to realize what that was about. Terror. It was a circle defined by the bystanders' fear of the Sky Witch. Halfway across the room, Bronwyn, of all people, intercepted him.
The curvy half-bear was dressed in a sexy red number that came down just below her crotch and hugged tight to that generous ass of hers. It left her back bare and the bodice was tied up around her neck, leaving the twisted brain-cell at the back of his head wondering about neck-strain. Her neck had to support those giant fucking boobies. "Uh, hey, B," Finn greeted her. "Finn," she greeted him. The pair stood there a moment, staring at each other, but if Bronwyn had meant to say something, the moment got interrupted.
"Finn Mertens," snarled Simone! Finn cringed. It had been a long, long time since the last time Simone spoke his name that way. He vaguely recalled tracking wet paint into the house from the workshed and spending two days sleeping in the shed by himself. The Ice Queen's face was beet-red when she hove into view, and Finn found himself wondering: a) what the fuck he'd done, and b) how he was going to get out of this without losing his balls. That twisted braincell at the back of his skull added a c) to that list. Where did the King sleep when the Royal Consort wanted to punish him? Dungeon? Grabbing her spouse by the ear, the Ice Queen strode out of the gathering, leaving a pack of women chuckling, chattering, and tittering as the mighty King of Ooo was shown to have feet of clay after all.
Simone dragged him to the hall and down to the private meeting room. Slamming the door, she immediately lit into him. "What do you think you're doing screwing around with that bitch, Finn," the Ice Queen raged?! It was the sort of thing he expected to get from a girl when her emotions were in full control. Because it was easy to know which 'girl he was screwing around with' in Finn's situation. "Do you know what she did to her sister," Simone growled?! Now he understood. Blargetha. Somebody had told her that he was bangin' Blargetha. The big man flushed to his hair. That comeuppance he'd been expecting had suddenly materialized from an unexpected direction.
Taking the change in his expression as confirmation of his sin, Simone smacked him in the back of the head hard enough to hurt. "That cunt was playing you," she snapped! "You were giving her privileges! You were giving her..." "I gave her privileges because she delivered the weapons she promised," Finn interrupted. "We wouldn't have been able to get onto the Island of Death if she hadn't built machines to drive off the goo-bro's." Simone's face flushed, and her mouth shut with a click. Finn wondered if she'd done something... unpleasant to the younger slime princess.
"I don't have anybody else to do that work," Finn muttered. "She was trying to get pregnant," Simone murmured. "We found a fertility elixir in the laboratory." The color drained from the big man's face. "You have to fix this," the Ice Queen insisted. "I'm not going to be explaining this to Hurletta. You messed up. You fix it, Finn. Tonight." "Uh, 'Letta's...," Finn started to say. "She's out on the balcony," Simone interrupted. "I expect you to apologize. Tonight." She was still pissed. He could see it in the way she walked as she strode off down the hallway. Now he wondered how he was going to fix things with her.
Shaking his head and muttering curses–though who he was angry with, he couldn't have said–Finn headed back up the hall towards the private balcony where Bonnie typically addressed her adoring subjects back in the day. Walking out on the balcony, Finn found Hurletta staring up at the stars. It was a beautiful night. Coming up behind his girlfriend, Finn the Human slipped his arms around her slightly-squishy middle. "Babe," he whispered. Hurletta shivered unconsciously. Yes, she liked to be called that. It sounded so much like, 'darling' or 'beloved'. For a moment, he stood there with his arms around her, but he knew they needed to get something settled. He'd been fucking Blargetha. He might very well have a baby with Blargetha.
He felt like a betrayer. Blargetha had repeatedly hurt Hurletta, and now he'd slept with Blargetha. That was before you dug into the whole 'bangin' my sister' problem. With a heavy sigh, the King of Ooo murmured, "I was trying to protect you..." Cocking her head slightly, the Slime Princess frowned at him. "That doesn't really make sense," she burbled. It came out more puzzled than angry. Taking a deep breath, he let it go. "I... those guys... hurt you," he murmured. Which she was well aware of. She had moved past it, and she didn't really fancy talking about it. Not tonight when she was finally with her boyfriend after months of being snowed under with work.
"Betty told me some girls who get... hurt like that... they kinda' start bangin' random dudes to make themselves forget," he sighed. Now she turned fully around to face him, and he looked like he was about ready to flee. "I... didn't want things like that between us," he said. "Shit, 'Letta. You're smokin'... That's not a lie." "You were afraid of cheapening what we have," she burbled. The thought astonished her. "I... kinda' let myself get talked into bangin' Blargetha to... I guess... kill my appetite. So I'd be helping you instead of... just being like one of those guys..." It was a side of him that she hadn't really been expecting. It wasn't just New Finn. They were all tired of New Finn, and Hurletta herself sometimes ached to have the old one back, just as he was. At the same time, there was this marvelous something inside him that let him make leaps of judgement like this that were so shockingly thoughtful and caring.
"I don't want to talk about that anymore, Finn," she said. "That part of our lives is done. The war is done. Berry-bitch and her friends are locked up. For all we know, the Dipped killed all those losers who worked for Wildberry anyway. Right now, we have you and I and our future..." When he still made no move to embrace her, she said, "my sister is a jailbird, honey. If she thinks this makes her immune to my wrath, so much the better. Let us both move on." Waggling her eyebrows suggestively, she asked, "wanna' spoon?" Finn's face went red hot, and his cock got hard as an iron bar in his pants. Yeah, he very much wanted that.
With a sigh, the Slime Princess said, "we should probably go back to the reception. Show the flag or something..." He didn't really want to, but he let himself be persuaded. Simone was nowhere to be found when they returned, leaving him somewhat glum. He had to get that fixed. She had been astonishingly comfortable with the way things were now. At the same time, he forgot her feelings at his peril. He wouldn't have honestly wished his current situation on an enemy because it made climbing a fucking mountain seem easy. Showing the flag became going through the motions. It was awkward pretending things were A-ok when everybody had seen Simone light into him. In the end, the big man danced a couple times with Hurletta, chatted a little with various visitors and made excuses to get out of there as soon as he could.
Expecting that he'd get the couch or the floor if he showed up at Simone's suite, the big man headed off with the Slime Princess to spend the night. This was another awkward situation. When you got past the unhappy revelation from earlier in the evening, he found himself running headlong into the other reality that ruled his life. What Simone wanted was what the family did. All of them. If Simone decided that he was cut off, well... that was that. The King of the World would find himself sleeping outside somewhere. He wasn't entirely sure that wasn't the plan, though Hurletta had other things on her mind.
Arriving in 'Letta's suite, the big man stopped and found himself looking around him. He'd been in the slime-peeps city a number of times. 'Letta's new digs were nothing like what she'd had before. Brushing past him, Hurletta headed into the next room, suggesting that he make himself comfortable. He had vague ideas what she was doing. When girls wanted to make a move, they'd go put on something sexy. Not that she really needed to make a move just now. They were kind of already wet on this one. Simone had blessed off on it.
But they were getting back on the horse.
Finn took off his hat and put it away. Moving to the window, the big man stood there a moment, staring at himself in the glass. He owed his wife an apology, but he wasn't sure how to do that. This wasn't cheating... not the way he'd always thought of it. And that was what made it so hard to deal with. What was he going to say to her? It wasn't really Simone that he'd kinda' screwed over. "Finn," Hurletta called? Finn turned around to find his new-minted girlfriend standing there in a red teddy under a silky red robe. Yeah, he thought, M can cook, can't she?
The King strode over, his eyes burning into 'Letta's. The Slime-Princess blushed. Grabbing a double handful of that butt, Finn glued his lips to hers. "Oooo," she squeaked. It didn't take long for her to relax. This was a lot better. It was nowhere near as awkward as that first time. He could hear her heart beating. Holding her, the big man whispered, "relax..." His hands slowly stroked her curves while he talked about anything but sex.
Finn talked about the good old days and the funny times when he'd rescued her from Simon's lechy behavior. He teased her about her antics at one of the annual princess meetings, making her giggle and chuckle. She gave as good as she got, though, clowning him for his more-than-obvious pining for Bonnie Bubblegum and his childish antics to win the Bubblegum Princess's cold heart. And through it all, the big man worked on that bangin' body, stroking her hips, caressing those heavy boobies. Soft sighs and hitches in her voice told that she was getting into this.
She was getting better. It didn't take nearly as long as before. Standing behind her, the big man slipped his right hand down along her inner thigh, stroking her there. At the same time, his big left hand slipped into the front of her teddy, cupping her heavy right booby. The thick nips told that she was getting hotter and hotter by the moment. "Oooaaah," she moaned softly. His hands teased all around her horny snatch–stroking her thighs and caressing that big butt before he would whisk them away.
Now he began to tell her about how beautiful she was. She was uniquely beautiful of all his ladies. He'd always loved her personality and free spirit, and now she had beauty to match. Nipping at her throat, the big man whispered, "I bet you'll be a fun mom... one of the best in the world." Coming with the essential knowledge that they were trying to make a baby here–that he was intending to get her preggers–those words made her all the hotter. She was going to be a good mom to the baby he was going to put inside her tonight. Cupping her heavy left knocker, feeling the thick nips beneath the teddy, he said, "how many y'think we'll get, 'Letta! Mmm... you could feed six at once..."
The nasty talk was getting to her. Teasing the kitty, the big man told her about all the fun things he was going to do to her, emphasizing those naughty words by squeezing and teasing the parts he wanted to go to work on. Fingering her hot snatch, the big man told her how he was going to pump her belly up. He was good at that, as Aysun and Alexia could attest. "Makin' princess's preggers is my specialty," he whispered. When she began to grind that bountiful bottom against his crotch, he knew she was ready.
Finn took her by the hand and dragged her over to the bed. The King made her bend over and stick that big ass out so he could see what she was working with. Easing two fingers up her snatch again, the big man slid them in and out, while, with his other hand, he freed her heavy boobies of their confinement. "S-stop teasing," 'Letta moaned! "S-stop teasing me, Finn!" "Want me to do it," he breathed? He quit playing with her knockers long enough to unfasten his pants. "Finn," she complained! "Don't tease!"
"I can't hear you, baby," he whispered. "Want me to do it to you?" "Y-yeeeessss," she squealed as he shoved that big pecker up her snatch. "I'm not sure I heard you, baby," he said, as he teased her with that long dong. His hands roamed all over those big love-knobs, pinching her thick nips and making her squeal and shudder. He'd give her a little jab and whisper something nasty in her ear. Drew said the fertility drugs might give her a half dozen. "You'd be fuckin' huge," he breathed, as he teased her joy button. "Mmm, you'd look so fuckin' sexy like that." "Oh, Finn," whined 'Letta. "Dooooo iiiiit... Fuck me, fuck me, fuck me..."
Her wish was his command. Finn began to screw her good, his hips slapping into her jiggly butt like thunderclaps, making her whole body shake. He could feel even her boobies jiggle. When he squeezed her gooey flesh, she would shriek. Orgasm after orgasm blew up in her mind until her knees started to go weak, and when she began to collapse, Finn grabbed her by the waist and hoisted her into the air. It was almost like she was a fuck-toy. The thought sent her into a screaming, shaking climax, and her snatch clamped down on him like a vice. With a groan, Finn shot off too, collapsing forward, his legs gone to rubber. The two landed on the foot of the bed, and for a fair bit they just tried to get their breath.
"Y-you're nasty," she said. Finn chuckled. Easing out of her, the big man picked her up, flipped her around and dropped her on the bed again. Climbing up over her, he said, "got more nasty where that came from, too." "Oh, shit," she said, as she saw that fat pecker in his hands. Before Maja's gift, he'd get wiped out pretty easily. Now he looked ready to go all night, and she halfway feared he'd fuck her to death. Clamping his lips over hers, the big man plugged his girl again and started giving her the works. Back arching, head thrashing, she screeched in his ear. "Welcome to the family," Finn groaned.
Well, that cat's out of the bag. Blargetha is good and busted now.