Click

IF turned off the lights for the night as she jumped into bed. It was dreadfully late; nearly half past three. She had been staying up so long into the nightly hours in her humble Planeptunian abode in order to help out her guild leader in some 4 Goddesses Online raids. Normally, she would have never dared to stay up this late- a registered hunter for the Guild needed her sleep, after all- but there were two reasons why tonight was an exception. The first reason was that she was busy with a quest for a good portion of the day, and the rest of the day was taken up by Compa healing her and testing out some… rather dubious medicine during the process. Secondly, her guild leader in 4GO was none other than Vert herself, so any request from Lady Green Heart herself was an order for IF to happily follow. Regardless, she was tired and wearing her nightwear in bed, and it was dark outside. She needed some rest. After a long yawn and a small stretch, the sleepy maker nuzzled her head cutely against her pillow and closed her eyes, beginning to fall into a deep slumber…

Zzzz… mmmmn...

Shuffle shuffle

Mmmnn…

Plunk, plunk, plunk

Hmmmn…?

Click

Disturbed by the noises she heard outside, IF quickly flicked the on the lamp sitting on her nightstand. She was prepared to have to look outside, or even to get ready for a fight to fend off some home invade-

"What the hell!?"

Nevermind. As it became apparently clear, the noise wasn't from an invader or a burglar, but instead someone who just wanted to go bump in the night. "What are you doing hanging to my window!?" IF demanded to know as she looked at the short, busty, wifey-obsessed Red peeking at her from the other side of the window. "This is the second floor!"

Not one to let minor silly details like safety and common sense stop her from doing what she intended to do, Red raised the window up before crawling into the bedroom and shutting it behind her. "Now, that's not a nice way for a wifey to treat me! And here I thought I had built up just enough points for the hotel event…" Now standing in front of IF's bed, the girl crossed her arms and pouted in faux offense.

IF, however, could only glare at the energetic shortstack in front of her, unable to resist having one of her eyes twitch in annoyance. As she lowered her head into the palm of one of her hands, she let out a sigh and began to mutter. "Goodnight, Red. Go sleep." The taller maker mumbled, her annoyance being evident in the tone of her voice. She reached over to her lamp, and flicked the switch off.

As IF shut her eyes she had expected Red to leave her room, but instead was surprised by the movement she heard. Turning her head and opening an eye to peek on what the busty maker was doing, she saw that the redhead had taken her command to heart; only now, the girl was getting into IF's bed, slipping under the sheets eagerly. Sitting up, IF began to blush and stutter.

"R-Red!" The girl stammered, "W-What are you doing in my bed!?" The maker's face quickly became a deep shade of crimson as the shortstack began to scoot over to her, gently nuzzling against IF.

"Isn't it obvious? You told me to sleep, so I'm going to sleep!" Red exclaimedtalked with excitement on her voice, as if she had far more plans than just closing her eyes and resting. IF stuttered once more, but her lips only produced single syllables as she struggled to think of what to say after having bamboozled herself to such a high degree.

IF's voice began dropping off slowly, eventually turning into nothing more than mumbling and grumbling. After letting out a sigh and rolling her eyes, the maker admitted defeat as she lay down again. "Fine, but stay on your side of the bed alright?"

"No." Red giggled, snuggling up close to Iffy before cupping her moderately sized breasts, eliciting a yelp from the girl. "You never specified what kind of sleeping you wanted me to, so I wanna sleep with you, Iffy!" And with those words, the redhead forcefully started her own 'Love Hotel' event, much to the dissatisfaction and concern of IF herself.

Blood flooded into IF's cheeks, her face turning more red than Red herself as the shortstack began to lewdly play with her body. "H-Hold on just a sec!" The brunette pleaded as she tried to wiggle herself away from the busty redhead behind her. "W-What are you doing with your hands?!" As if it wasn't obvious enough, the maker asked rhetorically what the busty wifey mongerer behind her was doing.

"I'm not afraid to get my hands a little dirty in the name of love and wifeys! Now, come closer so I can…" Red grabbed IF by the hips and pulled her in close, the shortstack's lap connecting with the mercenary's firm butt. Showing a complete disregard of the girl's's protests and complaints, she moved one of her hands in front of her wifey before sending it down into the depths of IF's pajama bottoms. Red had come prepared to and fully expected to itch the huntress' ditch, and she fully intended to do so. Or at least, she had.

As Red's fingers finally reached Iffy's crotch, an awkward and immediate silence overwhelmed the room as the two froze in place. IF's body began to heat up and sweat nervously as the blood in her cheeks began to boil from embarrassment. The wide, open-mouth smile plastered onto Red's face, meanwhile, remained as her body stayed motionless during the period of awkwardness.

"...Iffy?"

"..."

"Is that a…"

Nod nod

"..."

"I-I can explain! You see, Compa was taking care of me and she gave me this weird medicine and-"

"Even better!" The shortstack shouted joyfully, much to IF's confusion. What Red had found near the girl's crotch was not a woman's private parts, but was instead a male's private parts. Through some combination of odd side effects from Compa's medicine testing, IF had grown a dick, if only temporarily.

"W-wait, you mean that doesn't weird you out or anythi- Woah!" With a shove, Red interrupted IF's sentence as she pushed the chuuni onto her back. Quickly repositioning herself, the shortstack sat on her knees, her soft bottom ever so coincidentally being placed right on top of Iffy's new cock. "C-Can we at least talk for a minute about this Re- w-wuaaaaah…! Mnnnn! Nnmyaaa…!" Once again, IF was interrupted by Red. This time, the small, busty girl halted her by beginning to gyrate her hips, grinding her clothed flesh against the twitching member underneath IF's thin nightwear.

Happy to see that IF had no objections, Red began to advance the situation between them even further. Raising herself off of the other girl's clothed member for a moment, the shortstack pulled off her own shorts and panties, revealing the busty girl's womanhood to IF. Before she set herself back down however, she slid down IF's pajama pants, meaning the only thing between the chuuni's gradually-stiffening cock and Red's surprisingly tight womanhood was the painfully thin and soft undergarment the futa had on. Deciding to tease her wifey a bit more, Red continued to grind her hips against the now even more uncovered length. The wifey hunter drank in the sight and sounds before her: IF's face was warped in pleasure, with her eyes closed and her teeth gritting together to try and suppress blissful, eager moans, yet the cries of pleasure still came out from the mercenary, even if they were a bit muffled. The girl even began grabbing handfuls of the bedding with her free hands towards the end!

After a while though, Red decided that she was done with her teasing, and that it was time to get onto the main event. Red raised herself again for a brief moment to slide down the set of panties, and quickly set herself back down. The moment her sizeable buttcheeks touched IF's bare cock, the pajama-wearing maker cried out in pleasure. "R-Red!" She whimpered, the feeling of having her own dick be pleasured being completely foreign to her. Red licked her lips with a look of both satisfaction and eagerness sprawled across her face. Enough time had been spent teasing, she thought. There was no better a time than now for her to shift into MAXIMUM OVERLEWD.

The curvy maker suddenly raised herself off of the girl below her, eliciting a gasp from the futa as the heat and warm sensations of Red's butt left her cock. Lustfully standing at attention, IF's throbbing member stood at full mast pointing upwards towards the girl. For IF, it seemed almost as if an hour had passed with her partner hovering over her, when in reality it had only been a few moments. However, without any warnings or signals, Red slammed her hips downwards, taking the entirety of the futa-maker's cock in a single, powerful thrust.

IF screamed in ecstasy as she felt her length being surrounded and gripped down on by the shortstack's nether region, the warm hole tugging on her cock as Red raised her hips up again. The busty girl only moved up to the tip, before suddenly bringing herself down on the futa once again. Another cry of pleasure burst into the air, and again and again as Red began to get into a rhythm of bouncing on IF's cock.

The pleasured futa was helpless to do anything but try to join in, her shaky hands gripping onto Red's hips to help pull her up and down her cock faster. A symphony erupted as the duet began singing in melodic moans, the girls's thrusts acting like a metronome for them both.

Goaded into a lustful fervor, Red's body moved at nearly silly speeds, her frenzied hips pumping and gyrating rapidly in an attempt to bring as much bliss to both her and her partner as possible. Thirsting for the energetic surge of ecstasy she felt with each movement, she continued to increase her speed, going faster and faster as she quickly became addicted to the sex.

Soon, IF could feel a sensation welling up inside her; she was about to cum soon. She wanted to just cum inside of Red, but her serious mind wandered away from the mood and pondered about more serious topics; could she impregnate her? Should she have worn protection?

Regardless, the choice was taken away from IF as Red reached her own orgasm, causing her innermost walls to grow even tighter. The constricting hole firmly gripped the twitching, throbbing member, edging the length closer and closer to its tipping point. And, finally, it happened…

No, IF did not cum inside Red. Instead, Red had actually finished and pulled herself off of her so she could lay her busty body down, leaving her just at the breaking point without finishing her. As one would expect, the edged futa was not exactly pleased with the shortstack's selfish behavior. "Y'see Iffy," Red started, "Didn't I tell ya how good this was going to b- woah!"

She was interrupted as IF used the moment of opportunity she had found, quickly switching from dominated to dominating as she kept the short girl pinned by her forearms. With an almost comically mischievous glimmer in IF's eyes, she lay her cock between Red's two oversized mounds as she sat on the small girl's stomach, letting the shaft sink into the cleavage before beginning to frantically thrust her own hips. With her only thoughts being about rushing to climax and reaching her own pleasure high, it was no surprise when her hands deviated from the shortstack's forearms and migrated towards Red's head, raising it so that her tip lined up with Red's lips. Then, in one massive, fervent thrust, IF shoved her hips forward, bringing the length through the immense cleavage and pushed the head of her cock directly into the busty girl's mouth before unleashing copious amounts of warm, sticky fluid. Even though she began to feel her pleasure high, she had no intentions of stopping. Not showing an ounce of mercy towards the girl, the futa continued to facefuck her until she had let out every single drop of love nectar she had stored up.

By the time she finished, IF was truly exhausted from both the long day and the long sex she just had, and flopped back down onto the bed as the last drop of cum dripped from her cock.

"Zzz…"

Passed out from exhaustion, the mercenary finally got the sleep she had been wanting all this time. Red, also exhausted, but not to the point of fainting, chuckled weakly as she saw the girl whom, no more than a few minutes ago, was mashing their hips together now fast asleep. After recovering some of her strength and clothing, Red planted a light kiss on IF's forehead to wish her a pleasant slumber before leaving. IF seemed happy in her dream, at the very least.

"Hah… Vert… don't touch my… mmmmmn…"