... her Hand reached for It

Ara found breakfast already prepared when she walked into the kitchen the next morning. As for Oberon, maybe he was doing something in the lower floors. She ate then decided to go out for a walk. Not like she had anything to do inside anyway. She had no scars left from her... with Oberon, as she healed quite quickly due to having had Eun inside of her for that long. That, and she hadn't really gotten any serious mark in the first place. She probably wouldn't have gone out had she had some visible sign on her skin.

Just like she had seen the day she had arrived, all the nearby buildings were empty. Though, on a closer look, they seemed to have been inhabitated until relatively not too long ago. She kept walking, and eventually reached the populated -or rather, normal- area of the city. That was an area in which she had pretty much never been, and at some point she nearly got lost while wandering around. There were quite a few shops, but since she had no money she didn't really feel like walking inside any of them. Then, by chance, she walked in front of an adult store. She blushed, not really because of the store itself but because her mind went back to the previous morning. She grabbed her cowlick and pulled it down, to see that the point had turned white.

"Oh, darn..."

At that point she went back to the menagerie, though it was a little early for lunch. Which is why she was quite surprised to find Oberon already cooking.

"Oh, uh, hi" she said.

"Good morning. Though I guess it's a bit late for that. Did you go out?"

"Yes, I took a look around. Why are all the buildings around here empty?"

"There is a... fair of sort taking place here every six months for two weeks. Weird people gather to sell, buy and exchange weird things, have weird fun with weird hobbies, and then leave. Most of the buildings either belong to or are rented to them, and are left unused for the rest of the year"

"... why have I never heard of this? I mean, the city isn't that big"

"It actually is. Anyway, you can't get into the fair without being invited by one of the regulars"

"How come the buildings being empty because haunted wouldn't have made me as worried?"

"Maybe because ghosts can be dealt with by specialists"

He then served her lunch, though Ara averted her gaze to avoid looking at his face, which is why she didn't notice when he briefly ran his gaze on her, as if to see if there was any sign of what happened on her skin. He noticed her cowlick was mostly white, but decided not to say anything. The rest of the day went by boringly and uneventfully.

The next morning, as usual, she had breakfast while Oberon red apparently still the same book. At some point -which is to say, once she was done eating- she decided to ask him what he was reading, but he spoke first.

"There is something you should put on" he said as he looked at her coat. She had started keeping it on all the time.

"Oh, sure. I guess? What?"

"This" he replied as he took something from a drawer and put it on the table.

Silence. A good three minutes of it.

"... this is... a b... butt plug?" she asked as her face turned red.

"You will have to engage in anal intercourse too rather soon, and since you have pretty much never used it for that it's better for you to keep this on for a while" he said.

"... tell me you're joking"

"I could, but it would be a lie"

"..."

Hesitantly, Ara moved her hand to take the plug.

"... wait, this isnìt the same I us- the same you gave me last time"

"No, this one is bigger. It's to avoid future shocks"

She touched the choker around her neck to remind herself why she was there, or at least that's what she thought.

"W... whatever, fine"

She took it and walked to her room, closed the door and sat on the bed, the plug next to her legs. She took a deep breath, then another, then stood up, rolled up her skirt a bit and pulled her pantyhose down, only as much as needed, then took the plug. She stared at it for a short while, which served to both help her get mentally ready and to let her cheeks turn even redder. She placed it against her rear, and... waited. After around a minute or so, she brought herself to pushing it in, the tip at least. And slowly. Unlike the first one, that plug hadn't been oiled, but maybe due to her butt having been... stimulated rather recently, it still slid in somewhat easily. That said, she took around five minutes or so to push it all the way in, occasionally letting out her voice. She then fastened the straps, and looked at herself in the mirror.

The plug was... definitively bigger. Unlike the other one, which only filled her up, this one pushed a bit against her walls, not much but still enough to make her way too conscious of it. That, and it reached a bit deeper. Still, it felt a bit... she refused to think it felt somewhat nice, but that's exactly how it was. Sure, it was also a bit... bothersome, but still it was better than the first time. Then she noticed some red in her eyes, as well as a few strands of white hair here and there, and immediatly averted her gaze, because even if she could tell herself she wasn't really liking it, those changes were far too painfully honest. Then again, maybe that was simply a physiological reaction.

Ara spent the rest of the morning trying to distract herself from the plug, to no avail as she had nothing to do inside there and didn't want to go out with that thing inside her, and ended up walking around doing nothing the whole time, without realising that doing so only made her focus on the plug more. Lunch came and went by, and then she found herself in the usual antechamber of one of the domes, the third room of the fourth floor. That one was unusually empty though. Oberon, who had avoided saying anything about her eyes or hair, gave Ara the key and turned around as she unlocked the belt. She was getting somewhat used to that.

"You can take the plug off if you want"

"I don't think I'm already prepared for that..."

"That's not what I meant"

"Oh"

She toyed with her cowlick for a short while, then unfastened the straps and slowly pulled it out, biting her lips to be sure not to let her voice out. She really didn't feel like going through whatever was awaiting with a plug inserted in her rear as well. As it slowly slid out, she felt her rear a bit stretched. Trying not to think about that, she left it on the chair -the only piece of furniture in the room, together with a small drawer- and gave the key back to Oberon.

"I'm... ready, I think"

"Almost" he replied as he walked to the drawer and pulled out something. A sort of gag, and something else which he put in his pocket, but from where she was standing she couldn't tell what the second thing was.

"... again... ?" Ara asked as she slowly took a step back.

"It's just to be safe. This one secerns fluids occasionally, and they're nocive if ingested through the mouth" he said as he showed her the gag, which looked like a filter grid "This only allows fluids to go one way, it's better if you wear it. Also, it would be for the better to not have this one insert anything in your mouth"

It sounded reasonable. Sadly. Well, the last part actuall sounded a bit weird given she had already had... appendages shoved in her mouth.

"A-alright, then..."

Not really happy about it, Ara reluctantly put it on after Oberon showed her which side she had to keep in her mouth. Just as she had feared, she couldn't bite down on her lips with that thing on. Good thing she still had her nails. The gag didn't hinder respiration at all, thankfully. He then led her inside the dome. After having crossed the usual transparent cube, they stepped into what seemed to be a thick forest. The temperature was rather high, though not enough to be really bothersome. They headed in, and stopped once they reached a small glade. Well, glade was probably an overstatement as it wasn't that large, but still. Oberon, as usual, sat down, while Ara waited, nervous. No, she hadn't gotten used to it. Yet?

Then, she heard something, the rustling of the bushes. She turned around and saw the head of a sort of bug looking at her. It slowly stepped into the glade, and Ara instinctively stepped back as it moved forward. Its size was comparable to that of an horse, and its body was divided into three parts. Together with the fact it had six legs, that most likely really was a giant insect. Its upper half seemed to be covered by an hard shell, while the lower half looked relatively soft. Its legs each ended with something vaguely resembling a three-toed foot, with each toe being as buglike as it could get. Oddly enough, it had what appeared to be a small set of nearly white feathers around the higher half of its thorax. A rather strong contrast to its otherwise black body. Its abdomen made up almost half of the creature's size. As for the head, it had two compound eyes with a shape somewhat resembling a tribal tatoo. The mouth was rather small, not much larger than that of an human. The two mandibles weren't particularly large either. It had a sort of... nose? A trunk longer than Ara's arm which, if not for the shell covering it, would have been rather similar to that of an elephant, though that one went from being thicker than an arm at its base to being almost as thin as a finger at its tip.

Ara muttered some incomprehensible sounds, as if she had forgotten about the gag. Oberon noticed her hair had already turned a bit white here and there, but rather than commenting about it he placed an hand on her back and pushed her forward a bit, since she had walked all the way to the other end of the glade, and she hesitantly took a few steps toward the bug, which had fixed all of its eyes on her. It raised its nose -was that a nose?- and moved it in front of Ara. As it seemed to be smelling her, it seemed safe to say that was a nose. It then started moving forward, making her step back to avoid direct contact until she ended up with her back against a tree. Oberon had moved to the side and was watching from there. She was unsure what to do, and remained still. Then, the base of its trunk started to swell up as it moved the tip in front of Ara's belly. The swell then quickly moved down the nose, and something splashed against her. It was... mucus. Or at least it seemed to be mucus.

Ugh... this is even worse than last time... she thought as she touched the green, cold substance which had covered her belly with a finger, her face slightly taking the same color as that thing felt slightly disgusting to the touch.

Then, suddenly, the bug raised its two front legs and pushed its feet against her wrists, pinning them to the three behind her before splashing her hands with the same mucus. Ara tried to move her arms, but given the bug was also resting part of its weight on those legs she couldn't really so much as make it budge. It remained there like that for a short while, then moved its legs back down. Ara quickly realized the mucus had hardened in that short while, pinning her hands against the tree. But what was really troublesome was that all of her fingers had gotten completely caught inside it and were now blocked.

You're kidding me! she mentally shouted -something did come out from her mouth as well, and Oberon guessed what that was supposed to mean- as she tried to come up with a way to somehow hurt herself. Because as much as she didn't want nor liked mating with those... creatures, she didn't want to go through that frustration again. Granted, she could simply get the key, but then again, her debt...

Her mind was brought back to the there and then by the bug, who had moved its nose against the gag and tried to push its trunk inside her mouth, quite roughly at that. As it realized it couldn't get it inside her mouth, he moved its nose down her neck and then slid it under her dress, sniffing her. Then, with a single movement, it ripped her upper clothes apart before doing the same to her bra. Ara blushed as the bug got closer to her, enough to take her exposed nipple in its mouth. Which is exactly what it did. Ara's body twitched slightly as it started sucking on it, and she could feel tiny teeth poking against it. Then, the bug wrapped part of its nose against her other breast and placed her free nipple in its nose. Which apparently wasn't a nose as not only it started sucking on it the same way its mouth did, she could also feel the same teeth poking against her.

She averted her gaze and tried to focus on something else, thinking she could take that much. Then, from the lower half of the bug's thorax came two more legs which it had kept folded on themselves. Though those looked more like arms as they ended with something vaguely resembling an hand. He placed them on her shoulders, underneath her coat, and started secreting something from what could be called its palms, a warm fluid of sort. Ara worried as her skin seemed to absorb it rather quickly, then the bug moved its nose -or second mouth, or whatever it was- to her lower half and pushed it between her legs, then bit off the pantyhose and simply slid inside her, almost making her jump. She wasn't wet, but thankfully the tip was relatively small and it didn't cause her too much pain. That wasn't the moment she needed it at anyway.

That said, Ara felt her body heating up quickly. And not the same way it did with the slime. Her face became flushed as her breaths grew quicker as a tingling feeling grew in her privates. The bug then moved back a bit, grabbed her waist and pulled her up, all without taking its nose out of her, and placed its other mouth slighty above her entrance, which is to say, right on her clit, and started sucking. Taken by surprise, Ara felt a sudden-and oddly powerful- wave of pleasure irradiating through her as her walls contracted against the creature's elongated second mouth, causing it to move around, stimulating her even more. Ara felt her orgasm quickly building up, maybe even too quickly, as she desperately tried to break the hardened mucus, which proved to be sturdy enough to resist. Her breathing got quicker as her muscles tensed up, and so came her first climax, which without pain brought her more frustration than satisfaction. Her limbs shook slighty as she basked in the lingering pleasure, her cheeks red, her eyes now dyed the same color, her first tail swinging lazily as her white hears stretched themselves.

The bug had stopped briefly, maybe expecting her to somehow break free due to her shaking, but upon seeing her calming down he went back to action. Ara gasped as the suction on her clith started again, while the other mouth of the bug slowly crawled deeped inside her. A small part of the insect's carapace opened, and two more limbs extended from below it and reached for Ara's exposed breasts as they split into six and fully enveloped them. The inner side of those two new limbs had to be covered with countless minuscule appendages as she felt her chest being fondled quite energetically despite the two arms being still. Then they started sucking on her nipples as well, strongly but not violently, quite to her disappointment. She tried to breath normally, but the insect's nose digging deeper and deeper inside of her made it exceptionally hard. As if that wasn't enough, the two appendages enveloping her breasts started releasing some sort of fluid which, once again, got quickly absorbed by her skin.

Just as that happened, Ara's sensitivity was heightened. She felt her skin heating up as suddenly all the stimulation appeared to be twice as strong, if not even more. The sudden change made her moan loudly as her tail went wild, her insides contracting violently against the foreign object making its way inside her. The trunk then suddenly sped up and reached the entrance of her womb, where it stopped abruptly. Ara took a breath of relief -or rather, she tried as her now overly sensitive breasts were still being constatly stimulated- but then she saw the base of the second mouth swelling up. Then came panic. Was it going to spray that mucus inside of her as well? That'd have killed her. She moved her gaze to the glade, desperately looking for Oberon as she frantically pushed against her restraints. He was standing behind the insect, and apparently was looking at it.

The swelling then started moving down the trunk, slowly. Cries mixed in with her moans as tears started to fall down her face, along the droll which had been coming out from he forcibly open mouth for quite a while. Ara squirmed with all the strength she had, but the only result of that was stimulating herself even more as she effectively rubbed herself against the insect, her breaths getting more and more ragged. She almost shouted as the swelling reached her entrance. The elongated mouth there was already large enough to completely fill her up, but as the mucus went through that part of the trunk she felt herself being pushed open even more, her insides contracting against the nose, with the only result of stimulating her even more.

The swelling kept slowly moving along the mouth and inside her. As she kept shouting and struggling, she noticed Oberon walking a bit closer to her. He looked at her for a brief moments, then did... well, nothing.

"Don't worry" he said as he remained there, still.

Had her mouth been free, Ara would have probably cursed him. But since it wasn't, all she could do was scream incomprehensibly. She felt her muscles beginning to tense up as the swelling in the insect's overly long mouth reached the tip. She closed her eyes, bracing herself for the wrong thing. The bug released the mucus almost in her deepest part, but that didn't actually feel like mucus. Unlike it, in fact, it was warm. Hot, almost. Ara squealed, the only reason she didn't squirm around being that her muscles had tensed up as waves of pleasure started to spread through her body. She felt the tip of the mouth moving in circles as the bug started slowly pulling it out, completely smearing the hot fluid on her inner walls. As if the stimulation wasn't already strong enough, the two appendages wrapped around her breasts started to drip the same fluid as before, heightening her sensitivity even more.

The sudden burst of pleasure completely shocked her as she was left gaping, but the bug ignored it and kept pulling its second mouth out while twisting its tip around. For some reason, it also started to suck on her clit with more force. All of that caused her orgasm to continue, turning her mind blank as sheer pleasure overrode most of her thoughts. Jolts of pleasure would run through her body, quickly followed by a wave which caused her limbs to tremble, and the process kept repeating itself while Ara was -almost unconsciously- still trying to free her hands, only to dig her nails in her own flesh at that point. It took the insect almost five full minutes to fully remove his mouth from her and move back sligthy, momentarily interrupting all kind of stimulation.

She breathed in as much air as she could, as the dragged-out orgasm had left her lungs nearly empty. Her body was shaking slightly, and she could feel the warm substance completely covering her insides. It wasn't mucus, that was for sure. It didn't even have the same color. Her tails -now two- were wagging, and the tears in her eyes made her sight a bit blurred. That said, she had a strong, tingling feeling between her legs. Unable to speak, she tried do think about something -anything- other than what was happening, but the only things her mind managed to think about were the other... sessions she had had during those days. Needless to say, that didn't help at all.

Then, something casted a shadow on her. She looked up to see the giant bug resting its two front legs against the tree and, using them as support, raising itself up a bit as it got closer to Ara as it moved two limbs to the mucus gluing her hands to the tree. It scrapped it off the bark, without actually breaking it. Suddenly without support, Ara fell forward against its torax. The bug then stepped back and pulled her away from the tree, to the middle of the glade. She tried to get up, but as her legs were still weak from the dragged-out orgasm she failed to do so in time, and the bug spitted more mucus on her legs, roughly between her knees and ankles. Ara then tried to at least get on her knees, but the insect moved on top of her, leaving her with not enough room for that. And then she felt something poking against her rear, which due to her current position was raised up.

As pointless as that was since she coulnd't break the quickly hardening mucus, she still tried to get away. But the bug grabbed her with two limbs to hold her in place as the two arms of sorts he had previously rested on her chest started moving their appendages on her, looking for her breasts. As they wrapped themselves around her chest again, the bug smeared more mucus on her wrists again, to lock them to the ground, and held her arms down by placing its legs on them. Granted, it didn't rest much of its weight on them, or it would have probably broken her bones. After a brief waiting, Ara felt something poking against her from behind again, but from that position she couldn't see what it was. She got an idea when she felt it penetrating her, with a movement so slow it would have been closer to foreplay than actual intercourse, as far as intensity of the stimulus was. But due to her sensitivy being several times higher than normal, even the almost excruciatingly slow motion of the bug's member felt intense, almost too much.

The penetration got quicker as the insect moved deeper inside of her, and she could feel the fluid previously smeared on her inner walls being dragged along, giving her even more pleasure. It kept digging into her, deeper and deeper, until it reached the same point at which the trunk had stopped, and did the same. Then it pulled halfway back, mixing up the fluid with a new, even warmed substance which started coming out from its member, not from the tip alone but rather from half of its whole length. It then pushed itself back in completely, then out again, then in, and kept repeating the same motion over and over. Ara arched her back as much as possible in those conditions when another orgasm assaulted her, moans freely escaping her mouth, tears falling from her face to the ground. Ignoring her now two tails hitting against its lower half as they wildly squirmed around, the bug kept going. Without even realizing it, Ara started moving her hips to match its movements.

Its member kept emitting the insect's almost hot seed for the whole act, and it eventually started overflowing from her, the excessive amount also causing Ara a bit of nausea. Then, just as it had started, the bug stopped moving. She realized it only after a short while, which also caused her to notice she was shaking her hips. Abruptly stopping, she cursed herself for that. The giant insect then pulled itself out and, just, walked away. Leaving her like that. She couldn't get any real satisfaction from that anyway as the bug avoided hurting her, but it ending abruptly like that only made things even worse, the tingling between her legs as intense as her frustration.

Then her gaze fell on Oberon. He was looking at the bug, then, once it had left the small glade, he walked to her, took a small vial out from a pocket, kneeled down next to her and started pouring its content on the mucus on her legs. She heard an issing, as if he had poured acid on it, and in a short while she felt the restrains disappearing. He dropped what was left of it on her wrists and, once it had melted the mucus there as well, removed the gag. For a brief moment he remained still, looking at her, exposed and defenseless. He almost immediatly drove those thoughts away and took her in his arms. She moaned when he lifted her, her skin still overly sensitive due whatever it was that the bug had smeared on her. Apparently ignoring it, he started walking out.

"T... these too... " she asked shily, her face as red as it could get, as she raised her still encased hands to show them to Oberon. With them like that she couldn't really touch herself. Then again, she wasn't sure she'd have done it in front of him. Though she had already done so once.

"The vial I took is empty, the others are still in the antechamber"

Ara didn't reply, instead she tried to keep her three tails in place, as she didn't want them to hit against him in their waggling. It'd have been embarassing. Once they walked into the almost empty room, he left her next to the chair.

"Can you stand?"

"A... almost..." she replied, her breath still ragged, as she almost fell on the chair, using it as support.

He took another vial, opened it and smeared the content on his hands, as if it was a sort of soap, then ran them on her, where the mucus was, to completely remove it. Ara somehow managed to hold her voice in, but her legs gave out and she fell on the chair, her back facing the wrong direction. He opened a third vial and used it to free her hands as well, but she simply held on to the chair. In a few seconds she regretted doing so as she heard the belt clicking in place around her waist, its familiar coldness against her hot skin. She refrained from groaning.

"Can't I... wait a bit before putting it b... back on?" she asked.

"It would cost you as we're past your work hours" he replied.

Ara fell silent. He helped her to get back to her room. Her coat couldn't really be closed as it had neither buttons not zipper, and so she tried to cover herself up with her tails. Quite a charming sight. He laid her down on the bed and looked at her for a bit longer than necessary.

"Dinner will be ready soon" he said then as he walked out.

Upon hearing the door closing, Ara raised her back and sat on the edge of the bed. Her gaze fell on the belt. She could see some of that bug's seed dripping out from underneath it. Resisting the urge to uselessly scratch against it, she wondered if things would have gone the same way as before. She told herself to not fall victim of her lust again. Then her gaze fell on the plug, which Oberon apparently had left in her room before leaving. She immediatly looked away, but after a relatively long hesitation...

Thanks for reading this far.