"A cock? Like a penis? Like the male genitalia, you want an attachable one-of-those?" Purah asked, staring up in wonder at her guest. The woman was a wonder in herself. At nearly eight feet tall, to say nothing of her massive muscles, Urbosa towered over the small scientist, and not less so with her sitting down at a desk. Said woman only continued staring down, smiling unabashed, and not correcting her. Suddenly worrying that she'd caused offense, she spoke again. "Uh…. may I ask why? It's just that if it's only a vanity or pleasure thing, I have other projects I should really be devoting my time to…"
"Oh, it's far from a vanity project Purah; this might have more import to the long-term future of my nation than anything I've done before. Almost certainly will have a greater impact than any of your previous works, in Gerudo specifically at the very least," she assured, chuckling slightly when the mousy woman below only smiled uncertainly. "I'm not getting any younger, Purah, and it's past time I've produced an heir for my kingdom. It's not a good time for me to be pregnant, and… well honestly, I'm not thrilled with the notion of carrying a child to begin with,"
Purah blinked at the sudden confession, looking up at her guest.
She was dressed like the queen she was, in a regal robe of red that shined even in the dim light of the workshop, hugging her figure and leaving her muscular arms bare. Her makeup was flawless and, if Purah had to guess, professionally done, her hair was a beautifully tall topknot. Worse, all of it seemed to glow against her dark skin.
It was enough to be intimidating, in that way a strikingly sexy woman could be.
It made Purah suddenly insecure, especially since the queen's presence had been forewarned. Though to be fair, the letter didn't specify the exact day of arrival. Still, the fact remained that the lab was a fucking mess, she was a damn mess! Her hair was ragged, greasy, almost as dirty as the clothes she was wearing clothes that she'd slept in and they weren't pretty clothes either!
Realizing she'd gone too long without an answer, Purah piped up.
"You're not? I thought every woman swooned over the idea of procreation at least a little. It's sort of in our blood after all," Purah remarked. "I mean, even as a scientist, it's kind of like the ultimate experiment, making a little life and seeing how it develops," she added dreamily. Already, her mind was running through the possibilities, the theories, the daily life and how she'd record her logs in such a long-running project.
It's only because she was distracted that she barely registered Urbosa's response.
It started with a deep, low chuckle.
"Well, I'm so glad to hear that's your perspective. None the less, I need that cock, and there's nobody else who could ever make such a thing for me. I'd reward you with a year of royal treatment at my palace, complete with a lab and all the assistants you desire~" she offered, widening the younger and yet older woman's eyes.
Even if this was a complete vanity project, that offer might just put her so far ahead on the rest of her research to actually work into a net gain. This was especially fortuitous, because Purah could see it as nothing else. There was no real need for a biological spawn to get another queen in line; even if Urbosa wasn't so respected as a leader, even if she didn't still have decades in all likelihood to prepare her kingdom for succession, there were other options. There were much simpler options. Faking a pregnancy, organizing a succession council, adoption, sucking it up and actually getting pregnant would be the simplest, albeit hardest. At least the amazon could have her choice of any man on the planet, just about.
Fuck, Urbosa was beautiful.
Not less so looking down at her with that proud, coy look in her eyes, that knowledge that her offer was far too good to pass up. A look she'd had time to perfect. As queen, she was pretty used to getting her way with this general method. What a delightful method it was, being generous with wealth was such an easy way to make sure both parties walked away happy. A happy worker was a productive worker, and oh, what an important job she had for Purah.
Despite initial embarrassment, Purah was happy.
It was a fascinating project, and one well suited to her. Ever since she'd perfected an anti-aging method, she was eager to toy more with the natural human body. Ways to edit and perfect the form we were all trapped with.
"S-sorry we have to have this conversation while I'm such a mess!" she apologized suddenly, realizing she had been staring again.
"Oh, think nothing of it; your state shows a great passion and drive for your work. Quite extraordinary, if I may be blunt, but then, you always are Purah," she praised, making the little old woman blush.
"Hey now, you don't have to butter me up; I'll do it! That's a generous offer your highness; I'll get to work right away!"
"And notify me immediately when it's done?" she gently asked.
"Of course!"
"Well then, I'll be in the nation at least for the rest of the year, I do hope you can have it done soon~" with those parting words, she turned around, leaving Purah to stew.
The rest of the year, 4 months.
That was a hell of a deadline for never-before-done science!
She worked tirelessly around the clock for the first week straight; thankfully, the mushrooms needed some time to grow, and there was no accelerating them. Nature forced her to take a break. After a few days of growth she was right back to work, but the fact remained that many experiments relied on things that simply took time.
Fortunately, she still managed. In fact, she achieved her goal with a full month to spare and was most proud to tell Urbosa so in her message! With that little info scribed down and sent off, she felt a great weight fall off of her, coupled with a fine feeling of accomplishment that always followed significant advances. It was a fine feeling. One that permitted her to sleep, relax, and do shit else until she got her reply from her rich client.
She prattled about her home, stewing in excitement for the upcoming royal vacation!
Then Urbosa startled her straight again.
The giantess returned only two days after she sent the letter, and with no forewarning that she would arrive so soon! Purah mused that at least she wasn't a filthy mess this time. She was hardly dressed for company, and certainly not for a queen, but at least she'd washed recently. As a matter of fact, she'd just stepped out of her bath, still damp with its warm water, and dressed in a worn red bathrobe when the heavy thuds hit the door.
She'd answered hoping it wasn't her, but she knew it was.
"Your highness! I'm so sorry, pardon me, I didn't expect you until…. Later?" she tried meekly, looking up into the serene, smiling face of her guest. Again she came alone, and again, Purah wondered why. Not that it was her place to question royalty; knowing this, she rushed to the small garden plot on her desk, leading her guest through the mess and to the small line of dicks poking out of the dirt.
They were actually mushrooms, but Purah had done a hell of a job shaping them.
"So, one of these will… attach to me?" she asked.
"Any of them!" Purah corrected. "Connecting is the easy part; it was designing a lifeform capable of existing in symbiosis with you that was hard. Rather, designing one that wouldn't have horrific side effects. This generation though, should work perfectly, and the only fuel it needs is a small tube connecting internally to your stomach! That does mean you'll have a little bit more, but it should be negligible," she finished explaining.
"Indeed," the queen agreed, reaching forward slowly to touch one when Purah didn't stop her. "And I have a selection to choose from, delightful cherished elder; you continue to impress me,"
Purah felt her face go red as the gorgeous, eight-foot amazon of a woman leaned down and inspected the would-be genitalia. She stared for a long time, only taking occasional glimpses of the scientist. It wasn't until she squeezed the largest one lightly that she spoke.
"Do you have a preference?" she asked for some reason. "As a…. cock enjoyer, which one do you think is most appealing?"
Purah's face remained red, predictably.
"Ah that's…. well, that's a little personal; that varies from woman to woman a lot," she said first, willing herself to explode as the queen simply continued staring at her, waiting for her answer. "I'd prefer the biggest," she mumbled quickly, not quite meeting her eyes.
"Connect it then," the large woman commanded, spurring her to move.
"Ah, right, of course, if you could just move your…" she trailed off, gesturing to her vibrant blue skirt. Compliance revealed her naked pelvis in all their splendor, all shaven and shining and inches away from her! "So I'll just um…. there might be a burrowing sensation, no pain though,"
It didn't take more than a moment to connect with a small blast of green energy. With that one small motion, her hands fell away from the drooping dick that was now part of Queen Urbosa. It was nearly six inches soft, and it was hard to avert her eyes. Especially when her royal client still hadn't fixed her skirt!
"And this will function just as a human male's would?"
"Theoretically, I mean, you never really know for sure something will work until it does, if I've learned anything,"
"Oh? Well then, would you mind testing it?"
"Oh? OH! Yeah, um, of course of course, you'd want to test it, uh… shall I give you some privacy?"
"Well Purah I was requesting just the opposite, I asked if you could test it for me," she repeated, looking down at the woman, who looked nearly ready to pass out at the implication. "As a monarch, I'm not quite accustomed to doing such things myself,"
Well you're the one who came alone!
Purah dared not voice this complaint for a number of reasons. She desperately didn't want to cause offense; she was curious to see if anything unexpected happened when the artificial cock was used, and as previously noted, Urbosa was stunningly beautiful. Not to mention she'd picked the biggest and juiciest of potential dicks. Still, in the middle of a cluttered lab?
"R-ight here?" she asked.
"If you're comfortable with it, I certainly don't mind. Though if you'd like to move things to your bedroom-"
"-that's alright!" Purah assured with a squeaky voice. She was still rattled beyond words. Sure, the old scientist knew how hot she looked; she'd selected this form after all, this age, because she liked being beautiful. A queen though?! Not to mention the largest cock she'd ever taken, and she'd handled quite a few in her years, even a few Gerudo as rare as that was.
When the Gerudo in her lab grew impatient, she wrapped one hand around the base of her cock, squeezing it lightly and pointing it at Purah's face as it hardened. Just staring down at the flustered, mousy woman was enough to get her rock hard. To say nothing of the eager anticipation bubbling just below the surface of her expression, she'd been waiting nearly half a year for this and it was finally here!
She released a happy hum when one delicate hand began stroking her, brushing aside her own hand. They were so utterly soft, so bright and visible against her own dark skin, seeming so small as both graspers worked together to stroke the massive tool she'd equipped. It was a delightful surprise when she leaned forward to use her mouth.
Purah was nervous about that decision. Unsure and slow as she drifted closer, widening her jaw and looking up at the lady of the hour. Her smile was unchanged, though happy hums and sighs had been leaking through her bright blue lips as the handjob continued. She even closed her eyes and smiled a bit wider as the damp cavern began to devour her.
It was so wonderfully sensitive, the discomfort of her hardon like an injury cooled with a pack of pristine ice! In a way, at least. It was relief, as much as pleasure that the beautiful, mousy woman was offering as her mouth was forced wider, her jaw jutted down to make room for the warm, faintly salty invader.
Her full, soft lips sliding along the shaft was a heaven completely novel to her. One that she enjoyed thoroughly, the intensity raising as she opened her eyes. Purah had never closed hers, and by the darkening of her blush, she felt yet more nervous as their gazes reunited. It spurred Urbosa to run one huge hand through the damp hair on her head, affectionately patting the woman as her delightful little test continued. It softened her expression slightly, but the blush was still almost as red as the striking eyes looking up at her.
It was that expression, that face, that made Urbosa's pleasure spike.
It was Purah!
Purah, the great and respected scientist, the oldest woman alive that she knew of, was really down there slobbering on her body, burying her mind in pleasure! Without thinking, her second hand came to hold her head as well, gently guiding her as she thrust her hips to double the friction! Her lips parted, and a soft, femine moan spilled over the room as she sped up.
The throbbing inside her mouth told her how close Urbosa was. Despite the instinct to double her speed, to swallow her as deep as she could and accept the warm, sticky gift that was coming, Purah pulled back. Urbosa hissed involuntarily but fell back into her sighs as both hands accelerated, stroking her like mad until the shaking stick in her hand exploded!
Both ladies had a few flustered breaths after that.
"That was quite a load," Purah joked, still dazed by lack of breath and utterly unsure what to say.
"Well, that was quite a blowjob~" Urbosa replied, with only a faint sliver of exhaustion in her voice. Purah feared to even look up at her for how flustered she had become. In her mild state of shock, she was still wondering, in some faint part of her brain, had that all really happened? "And this substance, it will function identically to semen; it will allow me to sire a child with my genes?"
The analytical nature of the question helped bring her back.
"I-y-yep. Yes, it will. Theoretically," she replied, still struggling to meet the giant's eyes.
"Only theoretically? Well, I suppose we'll have to test that too then~" Urbosa lifted the scientist like she was hollow or filled with air, effortlessly raising her from the floor to eye level with a single hand. Staring directly into those vibrant, blood-red eyes with a quiet hunger. The eyes widened.
"You want to test… fertility with me?"
A patient, gentle smile and a lingering stare were her only answers.
"Uh.. Queen Urbosa I- surely I couldn't I mean I have my research!" she blubbered out, voicing the first concern that came to mind.
"I recall you saying that motherhood was the ultimate experiment, something to that effect? Why, just speaking practically, if you spawn a mind half as extraordinary as yours, doesn't that double your output in a way?" despite the pressing, she set the woman down, seating her on a table where she would only be a head shorter.
"But… surely you have- you could have any woman in your kingdom do this for you! Or, hell, even a hell of a lot of women in this kingdom!" she continued.
"Is it so hard to believe that you're more beautiful than any woman I've seen before?" she asked, leaning in slightly and making her squeal adorably. "That I find you more… alluring than any other?" her voice had grown breathier, lower, almost raspy as she continued melting the girl on the table. "Because just pragmatically, you've proven yourself a tremendous asset to whatever nation houses you, not to mention the possibility of your frightening genius infecting our children and strengthening my bloodline,"
"I….well," she mumbled weakly, struggling to stay upright with the arms bracing her shaking like noodles. This was impossible. This was the single greatest thing that could have happened and it was really happening?! Urbosa wanted her? "S-should I get dressed, make myself presentable?"
Her words were low and mumbled, but the strained, tight smile on her red face broadcasted just how excited she was. How aroused the giant made her. The question made said giant chuckle.
"Well, if you insist," she said, honest and bluntly. "I find this bathrobe suits you well; it matches those radiant eyes," she dared steal a kiss at the end of the sentence, just a short one. "You're fine the way you are," she summarized, looking down an inch away.
"T-that's easy for you to say," she dared protest, averting her eyes and even pouting slightly. "You don't have to look up at a living statue who looks like she's dolled up for a parade or p-portrait!"
"Or an important, personal request~" Urbosa replied, taking another kiss and lingering this time. "I'm so glad you find me attractive, Purah; it makes everything so much simpler," she purred, kissing her repeatedly, for nearly a full minute tasting the sweet, plump lips that had serviced her.
It was after a short pause and a shakey breath that the scientist replied.
"I think about every person on the planet finds you attractive~" she replied, laying a hand on the woman's chest and cheering internally when it wasn't pushed away. Not even when it slowly slid up, worked its way to one perfect, bronze breast to cop a gentle feel. "So attractive,"
"Except for the ones that matter, women, even in Gerudo more then half don't even consider other women for sexual partners," she explained.
"I think you'd be an exception to the rule for a lot of those straight girls," Purah assured honestly, even as her voice became teasing. It was without thought that she drifted closer, pressed her face against the firm and wonderous muscles of her torso. This woman was like a bear! Like a massive, ferocious beast that could break her like a twig!
She loved it!
It made the gentle feel of her own stroking that much more special when the hands carried such strength. It wasn't long before they showcased it again. Either hand gripping her firmly and pulling her face up to the queens, her full, blue lips an inch from hers in the span of seconds. They tasted so sweet.
Purah wrapped her legs where she could, trying to ease the position a bit and earning a chuckle into her mouth for her efforts. That and a hand on the back of her head, holding them together firmly. It about allowed her to go limp in the strong arms, to melt in Urbosa's grip as the kiss deepened yet further. Even the feel of her tongue was muscular, or maybe it was just the way it utterly dominated her mouth! The way it shamelessly explored every inch in its reach while Purah's struggled to stab back.
Between the hypnotizing makeout and the weak grip either of her hands took on the magnificent coconuts pressed against hers, Purah was drenched in minutes. More wet than she'd ever been before. She was leaking out of yet another hole as the kiss broke, warm drool running down her chin as she looked up into the glowing eyes of her mind-melting new lover.
All was right in the world.
"May I make love to you here? In your workshop? Or would a bed make you more comfortable?" she asked the happy, half-conscious woman.
"Ahhhh… breed me muscle mommy~" she 'quote-unquote' answered. The small elder even tried to crane her neck back up, kissing her again, although this contact was immediately supported by the hand on her neck. Urbosa had answer enough. Gently and without pausing the kiss, she repositioned them.
Her new rod was already throbbing again in anticipation, a sensation that only intensified as she worked her new consort out of her salacious red robe. It hit the floor easily enough, and with that, their crotches were bare. The head of her dick was lined up against the drenched opening of Purah's pussy, squelching it slightly as she pressed against it without inserting, just sampling the bliss so near.
Purah waggled and groaned unhappily.
"Please, please muscle mommy stab me with your big fat cock! Rearrange my guts baby, fuck me!" she cried out, continuing to wiggle feebly in her strong hold. Urbosa found herself laughing aloud, even blushing faintly herself. Purah continued to pout.
"Mommy? You're my elder, and by great many years, aren't you?" she teased.
"What you want me to be your mama? Your granny? Your naughty, dirty old pervert? I'm whatever you want baby, just stick it in me!" she pleaded, earning another flabbergasted laugh.
A long, firm kiss at least silenced the whining.
"I only want you to be a good mother; the rest is up to you," another short kiss. "It's just hard to find people who I don't need to worry about… taking advantage of, between my position and my… strength,"
"I don't know about all that," Purah offered, sounding a little more straightforward, a little more serious. "Though I can tell you in all truth and honesty, I desperately want that dick inside me~" she finished, once again pulling up and once again getting her kiss back. Purah moaned happily for exactly as long as it took Urbosa to line her up.
She screamed as she fell on the cock, taking half in an instant! From there, both ladies released a strangled gasp as she sank steadily lower, lower, and lower until the massive rod was buried to the hilt in her body, pulsating inside of her moist cavern! Neither moved an inch until Urbosa spoke.
"Are you alright? May I continue?" she asked, something different in her voice.
"Y-yeah juSTAAAH-" the words trailed off as the world began shaking. All around her, it was nothing but blurring and blunt, boisterous waves of pleasure flooding her brain. She eventually tapped out, disassociating from the sense of her eyes or ears and honing in on the one sensation intense enough to anchor too.
The intense internal friction was like nothing she'd ever experienced!
Urbosa was shaking the older woman up and down like a scarecrow, like a weightless fuck doll! It was too exquisite not too. This new sensation of penetration, of being safely surrounded by warmth and wetness? The amazon was drunk on it. Besides, Purah seemed to be enjoying herself. The gurgling happy noises coming out of her mouth with the drool seemed to suggest as much, at least.
Even the queen gasped with her first ejaculation. Her eyes went wide, and her mouth parted to suck in heavily, even clenching slightly on the delicate form in her grip as she flooded her womb with seed! Of course, Purah was still panting like a dog when the queen carrying her let out a chipper sigh. Like the frenzied romp she'd just inflicted on her new paramour was refreshing!
"Oh sweet shit, I can't feel my legs," Purah groaned, although it came out more as a purr.
"That was quite something," Urbosa agreed with a chuckle. "You truly are a miracle worker, you know that?" a weak smile and a weaker response to the kiss she planted were the only rewards earned for her sweet words. Seeing this, Urbosa decided on a different approach. "Shall I carry you to a bed then, if your legs are inoperative?"
"Please," the naked, sweat-soaked woman replied, relieved when they immediately began moving. She was relieved that her sexy new girlfriend had enough gas to carry her there too. "Are you going to rest a while with me?" she asked, managing to lift her head and blink adorably up at her with the request.
"Perhaps," she replied coyly. "We'll see how exhausted I feel after we finish," with the final words, she was tossed a good meter onto the simple cot in her bedroom. As the bouncing slowed, she dared crane her neck, look back at the crotch and back at the dick she'd so foolishly created!
It was rock-hard.
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