A/N: Hello. :) Due to a little recommendation, I've decided to move the lemon here, along with any future lemons to come. But my main story will still maintain its M rating. Anyway, I hope you enjoy this. ;)
Mirrored Passion 1: The Sunflower Car
Later on at night, Alan Dracula was sleeping outside by Emma and M.T.'s turquoise sunflower. It was just in-between Jesse's and Jack's sunflowers. Emma, now out of her red jacket, was looking out through the window to see the night sky. She could hardly believe the sight that astounded her. Then again, she thought that way about every night sky she ever saw, with the exception of the Family Tree Car. Emma took a look at her number of "159" on her hand, her face beginning to sadden.
She assumed it must've gone up when Perry blackmailed her. She didn't know how worse it was; Emma didn't care about her number prior to that situation so as not to let herself be stressed, but just thinking about how high it must've gone from her keeping it to herself was something she didn't want to do. All the same, she was grateful that she decided to speak up when she did. At least it helped her number get back however much progress it lost. Emma bore a sad smile on her face before she heard Visco squeak up behind her. He was hopping in an open drawer next to the bed as Emma gave him a little smile.
"Okay, okay, I'm coming over."
Emma walked over to the drawer while M.T. was pouring water from the tap into a cup before placing a plastic lid on it to keep from seeing her own reflection and headed to the table. In the drawer, Visco was standing next to a tiny makeshift bed, made from Emma's socks with one as its blanket and the other rolled up into a pillow for him with her folded-up jacket as a mat for it. She tucked the little gerbil in with the blanket gently before giving him a small kiss.
"Good night, Visco."
Visco squeaked back to her, as if to say good night to her back. Then, Emma turned the lights down a bit with a switch, leaving the room a little dim before the slime gerbil shut its eyes while Emma gently closed the drawer. Then, she walked over to the kitchen and got out a cup before getting water from the tap as well. Then, she got out another plastic lid before placing it over the cup to keep the Flecs out. Once she got her cup, Emma sat down at the table with M.T. before she noticed the look on her face. Tough as she is, M.T. knew she was just as capable of being hurt like everyone else. So, before she asked about her again, M.T. decided to try to cheer her up before that as she looked around the room before she spoke up to Emma.
"So, uh… geez, what's with the big flowers around here? What's next, big bees?"
Emma began to smile a little bit before she feigned horror for the fun of it.
"Oh, no! M.T., you jinxed us! Now we'll maybe get some bees. But, given the weather, it's actually more April than May."
M.T. made a small laugh at that. Emma didn't know if she was laughing at the joke or because she was being cute with telling a bad joke, making her blush before she looked at the bed. Hopefully, she could come up with one better as she tried again to tell a joke, giving a pout to the direction of the bed.
"What, a plant motel and no mints on pillows? That gets a zero out of five stars… if they had a website here."
M.T. made another laugh, but it wasn't too big a laugh to tell her it was a sad joke. To Emma, that meant she made the right one as she smiled to herself before M.T. spoke again while shaking her head.
"You're such a dork, Emma. Besides, hotels have mints on pillows. Motels have bed bugs and weird owners that dress up like their moms."
M.T. made another playful laugh before Emma stuck out her tongue in the same manner.
"Meanie… But yeah, that's true. Still, thanks for telling me about the dangers of motels in movies and real life, though. If our bed has bed bugs, you're sleeping in it. No arguments, okay?"
Emma began to laugh next while M.T. simply rolled her eyes. The Chrome girl didn't have a problem with that as she smiled back and laughed a little bit. After that, though, the room became silent again with Emma's face softening into a frown once again. After about five seconds of silence, M.T. looked up to Emma once again.
"Emma… are you sure you're okay?"
Emma only sighed in response and went to the bed where she set her cup onto the drawer beside it. After that, she gave her answer.
"Honestly… I don't even know anymore. Perry really hit me where it hurt today. I wasn't just scared of you finding out what I did; I was scared of you leaving me because of that."
M.T. set her cup down on the table before going beside her. That much she already knew, but what she can't work out was why. She hoped she would be able to find out.
"You said that before. But why would you ever think that I'd leave you after what we've been through?"
Emma only looked away from M.T. as she answered solemnly.
"Because it's happened before. Not with you, but… with someone else."
M.T. then began to remember when she confessed. She said she was weak just like before. Could she have been talking about that event?
"You mean I wasn't your first girlfriend?"
Emma made a small chuckle before she answered her.
"Well, yes and no. We weren't officially girlfriends. I thought we could be, but… it couldn't last. Not with how the world was."
M.T.'s face softened in sympathy and confusion. As sorry as she felt for her,M.T. was told before that she couldn't make friends. She had to wonder why that was the case.
"But I thought you said you didn't have friends."
"Well, yeah. I mean, I tried to make friends. Then, I saw this one cute girl. Her name was Charlotte. She was the first girl I liked as much as you. But, it was more of a crush, I guess? Anyway, I was 13 when I started liking girls. We were getting really close. But one day, some kid at school caught us together at the wrong time and told everyone about us. They kept calling us 'lesbo freaks', and we didn't even do anything explicitly close to that. But it didn't matter. I may have liked girls more, but Charlotte? She didn't want anything to do with me after that. She didn't say it, but… I could tell. I didn't want her to go, but I wanted her to be happier, so I had to let her go. After that, I never saw her again, and I gave up trying to make any friends. Because if they're not gonna make an effort to understand me for being me, then why bother wasting my time giving them a chance they never deserved?"
M.T. would swear that if she were to cry, she'd be crying a waterfall. It was the saddest thing she ever heard out of Emma. She can't possibly have been that lonely back home. Could she…?
"But… what about your mom?"
Emma looked back to M.T. with a small smile before she replied. But as she talked more about her family history, traces of anger began to reveal themselves.
"You don't have to worry; she actually liked me for who I am. My Aunt Wendy and Uncle Peter supported that, too. But everyone else kinda hated me. Especially Aunt Edith. She's just… the absolute worst. Even worse than the Flecs."
M.T. had her doubts. As far as she knew, she never tried to kill Emma for being herself. But if she learned anything from her travels with Emma, it's never to assume. She had to be sure.
"How so?"
Emma began to speak more angrily. All she could think about was how Aunt Edith put her down for being who she is. And to top it off, she thought about her words about her mother.
"She left my mom to die, M.T.! She couldn't stand that she accepted me for being who I am, so she sent those social workers to get rid of her and change me!"
M.T. was in total shock from her outburst. Was her Aunt really so awful that she'd do that? If she was, then Emma was right. She really is worse than the Flecs. Still, as stated before, she knew better than to assume. M.T. spoke gently to her again as Emma panted her breath.
"How… how do you know that?"
After she caught her breath, Emma spoke bitterly as she held her hands together.
"She told me that herself. She said that my mom dug her own grave, and that I shouldn't rot in there with her. A lot of good that did. If she were a better aunt, if she would just accept me for who I am, then I wouldn't be stuck here! She should've been stuck on this train, not me! This isn't fair!"
Emma banged her fist on the drawer next to her, making Visco squeak in surprise inside the drawer. In her anger, Emma forgot Visco was sleeping in the drawer, making her embarrassed before she quickly tried to apologize to the agitated slime gerbil.
"Oh, my gosh! Uh… sorry, Visco. I didn't mean to scare you."
Visco only squeaked back softly in reply from within the drawer before looking back to see tears on M.T.'s face. Emma realized then that in saying what she had to say, she may have broken M.T.'s heart.
"Oh, no… M.T. I didn't mean to say it like that. I swear. I was just…"
Before Emma could continue, M.T. placed her hand on her shoulder before she reassured her that those tears weren't for the reason she thought.
"It's okay, Emma, really. I'm just… I'm just surprised how alike we are."
This earned a blush from Emma before she made a relieved laugh. Seeing the tears on her face scared Emma for a moment. She thought she might've already ruined their relationship in the first week. However, she still felt guilty for saying all that to M.T.
"Oh. Thank goodness. Still, I'm sorry for saying that. I'm just tired of all this, you know? Being a freak, being stuck on this train with apparently no way to get home since I can't figure out what's wrong with me, and never being able to see my mom again? All of this is just too much for me to take."
"Emma…"
"You said I'm tough, M.T., but you also said I'm just as capable of being scared. And the worst part is… you're right. I might as well be a weak little girl who can't take care of herself. Or maybe it's worse… maybe deep down, I'm not a good person like I thought I was."
Tears began to leave Emma's eyes before she sobbed with her hands over her face again. M.T. scooched herself closer to the poor girl before she tried to reassure her again.
"Emma, didn't you listen to what I said before? You're not weak. And you're not a freak, either. Who cares what those jerks think? In fact, who cares what this whole train thinks? You are a good person. It's just gonna take some time for you to figure out."
Emma looked up to M.T. slightly from her hands before she continued.
"Remember what I said? You just gotta take this one step at a time. And you don't have to do all that alone, either. It's okay to ask for help. That's what my prime told me. And believe me, the irony isn't lost on me."
Despite her comforting words, Emma still felt worried as she spoke again solemnly.
"But I still feel like a freak, M.T. More than ever, now…"
Emma proved this as she showed M.T. her hand, which morphed into a lobster claw from earlier before changing it back. However, M.T. wasn't bothered by this development. In fact, she simply gave her a smile as she replied.
"It's fine, Emma. You're not a freak just because you have these powers. They're kinda the same ones I have as a reflection. Compared to me, you're perfectly normal."
Emma couldn't help but bear a small grin before taking in the context of what M.T. told her. She didn't say anything about her powers before now.
"Wait, you have mirror powers? I don't think you said anything like that to Jesse."
M.T. only shrugged her shoulders. She didn't consider that a secret.
"Eh, I probably would have if we didn't bump into that puddle."
"But how did I even get them in the first place? I'm not a reflection."
M.T. held her hand on Emma's before she spoke up to her.
"Okay. Remember when I said we could reflect the insides if we had to? Well, when we're not, we're basically just human-sized jars for our Mirror Essence. It's how we maintain our forms around mirrors. But without something to even make a reflection…"
M.T. then held up her right foot, holding a small red piece of a mirror underneath it.
"...we can't go anywhere."
Seeing this astounded Emma. She had no idea that she had to rely on this little mirror to keep herself together. Then, she thought about the essence that Mace and Sieve held tight in their skin-suits. No wonder they had to go back: if they lost their suits, they would've been metal puddles.
"Whoa… so if they sanded you, you'd be a…"
M.T. caught on to what she was going today and wanted to cut to the chase.
"A metal puddle? Yeah."
M.T. set her foot back down before continuing.
"Anyway, we're made for one purpose: to reflect our prime. And our Mirror Essence helped us do that. But, when I was recycled from the last prime I reflected, something from him was left over."
Emma immediately knew what it was from her night in the Family Tree Car.
"You mean your crotch? I thought your prime was trans, too."
M.T. gave her a blush of embarrassment before she continued.
"No! No. Tulip wasn't trans. While I took breaks from reflecting my prime, I'd usually switch it back out. It's the one part of me that really felt like me. You know what I mean?"
Emma gave her a little blushing smile before she nodded.
"I do. But how does that explain how I got my powers?"
M.T. had a theory. She knew Emma would know what happened since she ended up scratched on her face.
"Well, tell me first. What did you see on your face when you were poisoned?"
It was something Emma didn't want to think about. But if she wanted her question answered, she had to. She thought back to the scratch that came from Backscatter when he popped out of her knife. And when she looked at the blood that was on her face, she found a grey liquid along with it.
"Oh, yeah. When I was poisoned, I saw that mirror essence you were talking about on my cheek."
M.T. knew Emma was right on the mark as she nodded.
"Exactly. Backscatter must've laced it with some kind of poison when he attacked you. But when Jack used his cure-all thing, it eliminated the poison. But the Mirror Essence isn't anything remotely close to a poison. So you should be okay."
"Oh. That's good, I guess."
Emma began to blush with a smile, however as she looked at M.T. The Chrome girl became confused about that look of hers.
"What's up?"
Emma's blush became redder by the second as she tried to reply.
"I was, uh… just wondering. Is it okay if I tried your essence?"
M.T. took her turn to blush next. She became startled just from the very question.
"W-What? Y-You really wanna do that?"
Emma made a bashful look as she answered.
"Yeah. I wasn't in control of my powers with Backscatter's essence. But I figured, maybe I could get a better handle of them with yours?"
M.T.'s blush got even worse as she tried to ask.
"Uh, a-are you sure?"
To answer that, Emma leaned closer to M.T. before she gently cupped her face the way she always did to her when she needed lifting. Emma then bore a soft smile as she replied.
"Yeah. I am."
With that, Emma leaned her face closer to M.T. before kissing her on the mouth, something that broke M.T.'s inhibitions to do so. M.T. leaned towards Emma, kissing her back deeply as they both moaned together. The little slime gerbil peeped out of the drawer to see the commotion before seeing the two of them making precious love to each other. Not a second later after that, Visco went back in the drawer and closed it, giving the two of them the space they needed to share their love for each other.
Meanwhile, M.T. and Emma fell onto the bed with the Chrome girl on top of her as their tongues wrapped around each other like snakes. While their tongues swirled around one another, M.T. began to dig her hands through Emma's hair, making her moan louder inside her mouth as Emma's own hands trailed themselves over her black shirt and began to pull it off. But before it went over her back, Emma hesitated, leaving half of her back exposed to the air and making the two stop their kiss before they looked into each other's eyes while they recovered. After a few seconds, M.T. wondered about why Emma hesitated.
"Why'd you stop?"
Once she caught her breath, Emma answered her with a smile.
"I wanted to be sure you're okay with taking it up a notch."
M.T. gained another blush on her face before she smiled at her. She was certainly learning from that whole confusing situation in the Family Tree Car.
"Oh, you bet I am."
"Good."
Emma grabbed M.T.'s shirt before the Chrome girl raised her arms above her, allowing Emma to remove her shirt and expose her upper body. The instant she did, Emma found herself mesmerized by the chrome-like body of M.T. Her breasts were at a C-Cup size (at about 34 inches), and her skin was so reflective, Emma could practically see herself in it. It was fortunate that people can't jump out of people, or that would be pretty awkward.
"Wow, M.T. You look so amazing."
"Heh. Thanks. Now, let's see how you look."
As M.T. placed her hands on her shirt, Emma placed her hands over hers before she spoke.
"Come on, M.T. You already saw it, remember?"
"So? I wanna see it again."
Emma made a small smile before she replied.
"Hmm… maybe if you say please."
M.T. had to agree to it as she rolled her eyes.
"Please?"
Emma nodded to her with a smile before she raised her arms, letting her shirt slip away from her body, revealing her B-Cup sized breasts (at 32 inches). Her body was just as beautiful as M.T.'s was. M.T. was practically hypnotized by the sight. Emma took notice of that as she smiled at her.
"Well, what do you know? Maybe you haven't seen it before after all with a face like that."
Emma made a small laugh to herself before M.T. snapped out of her momentary stupor and gave her a smirk.
"Oh, yeah? I'd like to see your face in the next five seconds."
The statement puzzled Emma for a moment, which was all the time M.T. needed.
"Wait, what? What are you talking ab—?"
Before she could finish, M.T. leaped on Emma, pushing her back to the bed before she began to suck on one of her nipples. Emma could only let out a moan as she felt her cool and hard tongue lick at it. Every stroke she made only made it more sensitive. In fact, it got to the point where Emma piped up despite her moans.
"H-Hey! Easy, M.T.! You could... tear it off!"
M.T. stopped her licking, becoming embarrassed in the process, though she was more worried that she was inadvertently hurting Emma.
"I'm sorry, Emma. I didn't mean to hurt you."
Emma only took a few breaths before she reassured her.
"It's… it's fine, M.T. Maybe just take it slow, okay?"
M.T. gave her a nod before she went ahead with licking her again, but this time, in a caressing manner. Her tongue gently rubbed on her nipple, making her moan softly out loud. Each time she licked at the nipple, Emma became more and more lost to the resulting euphoria. Taking advantage of this, M.T. trailed her cold hands over her body, making her moan from the goosebumps they gave her before M.T. guided her forward, making her go on all fours before she gripped onto her jeans and pulled them down along with her underwear, exposing her region to the air before Emma lifted her legs away from her pants, letting them slip away from her before wrapping them around M.T. and pulling her close to the Chrome girl. But in doing so, her region incidentally pressed itself M.T.'s crotch.
The Chrome girl gained a big blush from her face as she felt her crotch rubbed by Emma's region. Despite it, she continued to lick at Emma's nipple, drawn more and more by the taste of it herself. All the while, Emma felt herself coming close to a release as she moaned louder.
"Oh… oh, M.T., I… I think I'm gonna…!"
Emma couldn't utter one more word beyond that. Her release came from both her breasts and her region as she moaned to the ceiling, squirting milk both inside M.T.'s mouth and onto the blanket they sat up on. M.T. drank all the milk that was squirted inside her while feeling another release at her crotch level, her pants getting wet from the liquid she squirted out. When it was over, Emma was panting heavily before M.T. removed her mouth from her nipple and saw the satisfied look on her tired face as she smirked.
"What's wrong? Never felt my tongue before?"
Emma only smiled with a small laugh before she replied.
"I think we both know the answer to that, babe."
M.T. smiled again before looking down to see her pants soaked with slight disgust before she spoke to her.
"Ugh. And I think you enjoyed that a little too much."
Emma made a small blush as she replied back to M.T.
"Sorry… I couldn't help it. Besides, I did try to warn you."
"Eh, fair enough."
Then, M.T. had an idea as she made another smirk on her face, puzzling Emma.
"What? Why are you looking at me like that?"
"I think you owe me some payback for using that jam on me."
With that, M.T. took off her pants and exposed her organ to the air. Upon seeing the massive size of it, Emma felt like she was on cloud nine. It was at the size of a grown man's fist, approximately 36 inches in size and length, and it was throbbing for her. M.T. took pride in the surprised look on her face before Emma spoke timidly.
"W-Wait. Do you mean—?"
"Yep. Since you made my thing go hard, you're gonna have to suck it and make me cum in your mouth."
Emma blushed hugely from this task, not to mention she seemed to be hypnotized by such a lengthy organ. M.T. had to wonder if she broke her mind with it before she even started.
"Uh… are you okay, Em—?"
Just before she could finish, Emma piped up excitedly before she corrected herself.
"I accept! Uh, I mean, I'll do it if I have to."
Emma then made an awkward smile with her blushed being prominent. Seeing this, M.T. realized what was going on. She put on another smirk as she waved her penis in front of her like a watch in front of her eyes.
"Wait a minute. You wanted this, didn't you?"
Emma couldn't look away from the chrome-like appendage. It was just too huge and oddly hypnotic to look away from as she replied, lust evident in her voice, although it clashed with her caution about the size of it.
"Yeah… it looks so good. But, it's so big, too…"
M.T. saw the conflict on her face before she smirked again.
"It's okay. The meatier, the better. You'll see."
It was only a matter of time before M.T. finally won over Emma as the passenger knelt down to her knees and opened her mouth wide before slowly putting it on M.T.'s penis. Once it had locked itself with the organ, Emma began to suck at it slowly, getting used to the metal flavor that assaulted her tongue. Emma nearly gagged from the taste, but she managed to put that aside as she swirled her tongue around it. M.T. looked down to Emma as she watched her suck on her organ like a little kitten would lick at milk. It was cute to watch her try as she spoke gently, brushing her hand over her hair.
"That's it. Keep licking it."
Suddenly, Emma began to open and close her mouth on her penis. M.T. became puzzled by this behavior as she inquired to her about it.
"Huh? What are you doing?"
Emma made no answer as her mouth was full, open or closed. Then, Emma moved her mouth away from her organ as she answered her, albeit with a trail of spit and saliva from her organ to her mouth.
"Trying to tickle your thing. I figured it would help."
Emma then went back to sucking on M.T.'s organ as the owner of said organ replied back.
"Uh, it's not, but good effort."
Focused on seemingly nothing else, Emma went along with sucking on M.T.'s organ. While she did, she went with another approach. Emma wrapped her hand around M.T.'s organ, rubbing it lightly while going up and down with her mouth. As she maintained this pattern, M.T.'s organ began to leak a little bit of liquid from the tip before it landed on her mouth and started to grow harder from the treatment it was getting. M.T. felt that in her mouth and became amazed. Normally, herskin would make it impossible for her to feel pain, bliss, excitement, or anything. And here Emma was, making her organ harder than before.
"What the…? How am I feeling this?"
In a matter of seconds, M.T. was overwhelmed by this new sensation of bliss. It was her turn to moan for pleasure. And she was loving every second of it. In turn, Emma overheard her moans and became just as surprised for a moment before she became determined as she thought to herself.
"Wait. Is she actually moaning? Well, I know what that means."
Emma let her hand go of the organ before Emma began to place her hands on M.T.'s gluteus maximus and move her mouth farther up the length before her throat couldn't hold it, and she was forced to pull it back, only to repeat this cycle. While she listened to her girlfriend's newfound moans, Emma was moaning with pleasure herself, although muffled by the massive shaft. This gave the passenger the push she needed to pick up the pace. Her sucking and bobbing picked up tempo moderately, making M.T.'s moans grow louder and louder before she shouted to the ceiling, delirious from her pleasure.
"Oh, my gosh! Yes! Make me cum, Emma! Do it!"
Emma didn't need to be told twice. The taste of metal was overshadowed by the taste of a liquid that began to leak more and more from M.T.'s shaft. It was enough to kick Emma up to turbo as she began forcing her own mouth as deep as M.T.'s own belly, making the passenger's throat bulge as she and the Chrome girl gave a moan with each motion she made. In the process, M.T. felt herself getting closer and closer, unable to contain the impending eruption as she embraced the climax and screamed with ecstasy.
"I'M CUMMING!"
As she conceded to the newfound pleasure, M.T.'s shaft began to pour a metal liquid down Emma's throat like a fire hose. It was starting to be too much for her to handle, but Emma managed to swallow them down her gullet. But as she did so, Emma's eyes began to glow silver at the center for a moment before they went back to normal. And she wasn't the only one: M.T.'s own eyes glowed silver, too, before M.T.'s organ finally disposed the last of it left in her rod into her throat. When it was over, Emma pulled her mouth away until the tip finally left her mouth, allowing Emma to cough with leftover liquid metal lingering in her mouth before she made a slightly disgusted face as she replied.
"Oh, man. That tasted so weird."
While Emma coughed, M.T. looked at Emma in astonishment. She never thought she could swallow all of that essence, let alone make her feel anything. Once again, Emma proved she's as tough as they come.
"You… you actually drank all that? You didn't have to."
Emma licked up the essence on her lips before she smacked her lips and replied with a smile.
"No, it's fine. The taste was just bittersweet, that's all. It kinda tasted like metal. Probably my least favorite, but it tasted like salt, too. So, you know, plusses and minuses."
M.T. laughed lightly at Emma's answer before they looked at each other lovingly with a big smile on both of their faces as Emma spoke up first.
"M.T., can I just tell you something?"
"Sure. What is it?"
"Well… I guess I just wanna tell you how much l love you. You're a great person, and an awesome girlfriend. Not only did you help me through all of this, but you also took the time to understand me. And you were patient with me when I was going through rock bottom. I'm also glad that you listen to me, and that you make me feel the kind of love I never felt from anyone else before. Well, other than my mom, but you know."
M.T. made another gentle laugh before she spoke.
"Thanks, Emma. I wanted to tell you something, too. You're the first person I ever met that really made the effort to get to know me, even if it did annoy me at first. And you also cared about what I thought, and you were so understanding of my own issues, and you helped me through some bitter stuff, too. So, what I'm basically trying to say is.. I'm lucky I ran into you."
Emma smiled back at M.T. before she replied.
"Wow. To think when we first met, we hated each other's guts. But look at us now."
"Yeah. Kinda crazy, huh?"
Emma and M.T. then leaned towards each other, sharing another intimate kiss as they wrapped their hands around each other's bodies with their tongues rubbing against each other. But while they shared this moment of pleasure, Emma felt M.T.'s penis rubbing against her vagina, making Emma moan loudly into M.T.'s mouth before M.T. did the same. A moment later, however, they finished their kiss before catching their breath once again. Emma looked over to M.T.'s organ and gave her girlfriend a playful smile before she replied.
"Looks like you got hard again."
M.T. couldn't help but blush at that before she replied.
"I guess I can't get enough of you."
"Yeah, I'm pretty great. But I got something better in mind than my mouth this time."
Emma got up on all fours and stuck her behind out towards M.T. before she pointed her finger at the hole on the bottom.
"I'll bet it'll feel great right there."
M.T. had to admit she was surprised to see Emma so bold. In the end, that's what made her turned on even more. Still, she was a bit curious about how that came to be.
"Wow, someone's brave. Isn't this like your first time?"
This made Emma blush a bit in anxiety before she explained herself with an awkward smile.
"It is, but, uh…"
"But what?"
"I, uh, kinda already broke through my walls."
This confused M.T. on how that could happen before she spoke with Emma answering her.
"You did? How?"
"It was when Charlotte and I were still friends. I found a dildo once and I used it on myself while I was thinking about her, and… let's just say my mom made sure those things were out of my reach since then."
M.T. couldn't help but laugh at the incident, making Emma blush awkwardly before she spoke out in her laughter.
"You- You seriously broke your hole from using a dildo?!"
"I was 13! Everyone else was doing it! They made it look so easy…"
M.T.'s laughter then died down with a sigh before she replied.
"Still, I should thank you for telling me. That butt of yours is gonna be hard to resist."
Emma saw the look of lust in M.T.'s face and gave her a smle in that same manner.
"Then what's stopping you?"
Almost instantly, M.T. placed her hands on Emma's butt and plunged her penis right into Emma's vagina, filling up the space quickly before it stopped at her womb and making her moan loudly before Emma panted her breath from the intrusion. M.T. looked at her in befuddlement. Could she have already climaxed just from her putting it in?
"Uh… are you okay, Emma?"
Emma only looked back at M.T. before she answered again.
"Yeah. I just didn't think you'd be so… big. Not to mention deep. In hindsight, I probably should've expected that."
M.T. personally didn't see any problem with it as long as Emma was fine with it. And as far as she could tell, Emma might as well be loving it, gentle or rough.
"Well, better late than never."
M.T. then began to move her penis slowly backward before pushing it forward gently. While she did, Emma moaned just as softly from the massive shaft flooding her pink walls. Although, frankly, it didn't seem like M.T.'s kind of style.
"M.T. Ahh… why are you going… ohh… so slow?"
While Emma continued to moan softly, M.T. gave her a playful smirk as she answered.
"You kidding? This is the first time I've ever felt anything. I want it to last."
Emma made a gasp from hearing this. She really did make M.T. feel something. And if that's the case, M.T. must be feeling her walls caving in around her penis. No wonder she couldn't let it go by. However it happened, it really must be her first time feeling anything. And Emma wanted to let M.T. have this at least, especially since it benefitted her just as well.
"In that case, don't stop on my account. You keep doing you, M.T. I'll just enjoy the ride."
And boy did she enjoy it. Emma felt M.T.'s metal skin against her own every second. And each time she did, Emma would always let out a moan or grunt of pleasure from her mouth. And whether or not Emma knew, M.T. felt herself getting more and more ecstatic from listening to her moans. Every time she heard a mewl of pleasure from her, M.T. wanted to pick up the pace just to hear it louder. And it was getting harder and harder for M.T. to abstain herself from doing it too soon.
"How the heck is Emma doing this? It's like she knows how to push all the good buttons. Unless..."
Then, M.T. realized what she just thought to herself. Of course, she knew. Emma just told her about her little dildo incident before she even started. Which means… Emma must've known all about how to please a woman. She did have a lot of free time since she stayed at home to do it. M.T. gave Emma another playful smirk as she spoke aloud to her.
"I had no idea you were such a dirty little girl, Emma. I think that deserves a little extra."
M.T. then slapped Emma on her bum, making her moan with a yelp as she continued to stand on all-fours before M.T. began to pick up the pace on her thrusting, as did Emma's moaning in collaboration with it. M.T. also began to feel another leak from her penis, making M.T. moan louder along with Emma as she spoke.
"Oh, wow… your hole's so tight, Emma. You feel so good."
Emma had her own opinion of M.T. to speak of for her own role in this symphony of sex.
"You're telling me? I can feel you rubbing my womb, M.T.! And it feels so amazing, I can't take it anymore!"
Emma wasn't wrong. M.T.'s shaft was literally rubbing the outside of her womb. And because of that, she was closer and closer to going insane with pleasure. She even began to dig her nails into the blanket, dragging the sheets closer to her as a result just to keep herself from going crazy. But with every strike M.T. made at her womb, Emma's resistance to it grew weaker and weaker. Within moments, M.T.'s penis began to grow harder again, getting ready to launch another wave of its metal essence into her. M.T. tried to warn Emma ahead of time for it as she spoke up.
"This is it, Emma! I'm gonna cum again!"
Once she heard those words, Emma widened her eyes as big as they could get. In no time at all, Emma swiftly released her hands from the blanket before she pushed her butt onto M.T., shoving her to the bed by surprise before she landed on her penis, inadvertently shoving it into the womb and making her moan as loud as she could possibly get from the top of her lungs. Then, she turned herself around to face M.T. with the Chrome girl on the bottom before she began to thrust her vagina up and down on her penis at the same speed her partner was in, hitting the inside of the womb every time as Emma spoke to her amidst her now lust-driven state.
"Sorry, M.T…! But I couldn't help myself…! You just feel too good inside me!"
Emma slammed her butt harder and faster against M.T.'s balls as she and M.T. gave out each loud moan in synchronization. The both of them were coming extremely close to releasing themselves. And when they do, they just knew it'd be the best one tonight. Suddenly, Emma leaned closer to M.T. before kissing her on her chest, adding more moans to the Chrome girl's chorus. She tried to bite down on it, but it was too hard to be able to latch on. Still, she was giving M.T. quite an orgasm as she continued to suck on her nipple, which was a surprise for her, albeit a pleasant one. And her mind was running out of room for thought to boot.
"How am I doing this? I wasn't this good back home, was I? Oh, who cares? This feels too great. I can stop thinking for a while."
As for M.T., she couldn't withstand it anymore. In fact, she couldn't even think beyond her overflowing instinct anymore.
"Cum…! Cum…! I'll Cum!"
M.T.'s legs wrapped themselves around Emma's bottom, making the girl cease the sucking on her chest before looking behind her to notice the lock before M.T. grabbed Emma's face and planted a kiss on her before they moaned into each other's mouths again as their tongues wrestled against each other while Emma's bottom rapidly hit her target until finally, the built-up pressure that it had sustained up till this point exploded out. Emma could feel M.T.'s liquid metal essence inside her womb as traces of it burst out from the hole where M.T.'s penis was stuffed inside. And as this happened, M.T. and Emma stared into each other's eyes before seeing both of them glow silver in the center of their eyes as they moaned blissfully in the greatest orgasm they've ever experienced by far.
It was about half a minute before M.T.'s organ finally ran out of its essence, and the two girls went limp on the bed with M.T. becoming more and more tired as her breathing began to slow, with Emma taking notice.
"What's wrong, M.T. Can't go for round three?"
M.T. only gave Emma a tired smile before she answered softly.
"Nah. I think I tired myself out tonight. But it was pretty great. I didn't think I'd feel anything, but… I did. And it was great. Is that what it's like for you all the time?"
Emma gave her a smile back before she answered.
"Among other things."
With that, Emma and M.T. wrapped their arms around each other, their arms holding each other in place before the latter spoke her gratitude to her.
"Thanks, Emma. I really had fun tonight."
"Yeah. Me, too. Maybe we should do it more often. Er, well, not often enough to where it's constant, obviously, but whenever we get a break or two."
M.T. laughed lightly at her suggestion before she concurred.
"Yeah. That works with me."
The two girlfriends then gave each other a short kiss on their lips before Emma set her head beside M.T.'s
"Good night, M.T."
M.T. smiled back as she reached for the sheets Emma inadvertently dragged from their love session before placing it over them with a content tone in her voice.
"Good night, Emma."
With that, the two of them shut their eyes, falling gently into the sweet boon of slumber. But little did they know that as they slept, Emma's legs started to turn chrome, starting from the feet before they built up to a point where they stopped at just below her crotch area. Emma's body wasn't done changing yet. And when she realizes this, it'll be a rude awakening.