Date: November 2010
A year after Story 4 The First Time
17 years old

Disclaimer: I do not own the Mr. Men or Little Misses, but I do own Elizabeth


"Dammit," the girl cursed under her breath as the vibrator slipped out of her and dropped onto the bed. She used her elbows to push herself into a sitting position so she could look down at the blue object, frowning. At first, it had felt good, but when her wrist started hurting, the pleasure slowly faded away until she couldn't do it anymore. She wished she had something that would go in and out by itself.

For a moment she stayed where she was, trying to think of something that would make it feel better.

Slowly she climbed off her bed and grabbed a change of clothes out of her dresser before heading to the bathroom. Nobody was home so she didn't need to worry about getting dressed right now.

Turning the water on, Elizabeth stepped into the tub when it wasn't too cold or too hot. She plugged up the drain and slipped farther into the tub until she was laying down.

She spread her legs and put her feet on the wall, letting out a moan when the water hit her sensitive area. As pleasure filled her up, she found herself moaning and groaning like a ghost, uttering words under her breath about it feeling amazing.

A few minutes later, she felt her body begin to tense up. The water lapped at her ears so she lifted her head, trying to hold it up. This was an uncomfortable position, but she was so desperate that she pushed through even though the water was now getting in her ears.

Suddenly the water from the faucet hit a very sensitive spot down there, and she moaned a little louder. It felt so good!

"Oh fuck!" she muttered, shutting her eyes and enjoying the pressure that was falling onto her womanhood.

After her bath, Elizabeth got dressed and went back to her room. She still felt in the mood to do things, but she couldn't think of a way to fully satisfy herself. It seemed like everything she did tired her easily since she had to do all the work and that took away all the pleasure.

Mr. Perfect was sitting on her bed, reading a book. She was used to cartoons popping up at the most random of times, but it was still awkward to see one right after she just got done playing with herself.

Swallowing uncomfortably, Elizabeth sat down next to him, her eyes fixed on the TV as the show Suite Life on Deck came back from commercials.

"Satisfied?" he asked her without even looking up from the book.

Sighing, Elizabeth shook her head. "No."

"No?" He glanced at the girl. "I thought you said the water always calms you down when you're feeling that way?"

"It usually does," she replied, her cheeks burning with embarrassment. She wished she never told him that.

He closed the book and set it aside. "Well then, I'll leave you alone while you take care of your needs." He hopped off the bed, grabbed the book, and headed to the door of the bedroom.

"No, wait!" she called after him, turning to look at him. He halted before opening the door. "I was… um… hoping you could help me…"

"Help you with what?" Mr. Perfect asked, meeting her eyes.

Embarrassment washed over her, and she quickly looked away. She didn't know how to ask him what she wanted from him. Maybe it would be different if they were dating, but he was just a really good cartoon friend who shows up in her room sometimes.

"Oh!" Mr. Perfect took a step closer to her. "You mean that."

She just nodded, still avoiding looking directly at him.

He lowered his gaze to the floor. "I'm not sure, Elizabeth," he murmured. "That seems like an awful big step all of the sudden." She glanced up to see him blushing. "And we are only friends, aren't we?" When he asked that, he looked up at her and shifted the book in his hand to the other hand.

She climbed off her bed and walked over to him, staring him in the eyes. "Please, Mr. Perfect," she begged. "I need this. I don't know what else to do.

He frowned. "What if it changes our relationship?"

She understood why he was hesitant, but she doubted it would change anything. She just wanted to be satisfied, and right now Mr. Perfect was her only option. "Everything will be fine," she assured him. "Have you ever heard of 'friends with benefits'."

It wasn't a surprise when he shook his head. The only reason he knew so much about sexual things in the first place was because Elizabeth had told him, and she only did that when he came to her world and caught her playing with herself. Then later she found out that he had told some of his friends about that stuff, and they told more people. Now she had no idea how many once innocent kids show characters were going around with sexual knowledge in their heads thanks to her.

"It's when friends like us-" She pointed to herself and then him-" fool around with no strings attached. We just help each other, but we know it won't turn into anything serious, just something for us to do when we want it." She paused for a moment before adding quietly," And I really want it right now…" She's never had sex before, and she always thought when she did, it would be with another human, but she was so desperate and didn't think she could wait any longer.

However, Mr. Perfect still looked uncertain. He put the book on the floor and then turned back to her. "What if it ends our friendship somehow?" His eyes grew huge. "I don't want that!"

Elizabeth waved his concern away. "It'll be fine," she insisted. Then she leaned closer to him, feeling the familiar hotness that told her she needed to be pleased sexually. "Besides, don't you want to try it?" she asked, smirking at him. "I can see the way you look when you ask me questions." She remembered him confessing once that he tried touching himself but it had felt weird and awkward. She assured him that it just takes practice. He hasn't talked about that again, so she didn't know if he kept trying or decided to give it up.

For a while Mr. Perfect was silent and avoided looking her in the eyes. Finally he turned back to her. "Alright," he agreed, nodding. "If it'll satisfy you."

The girl tried to hide her excitement, but she couldn't stop herself from throwing her arms around him and started spinning in circles with him, kissing him on the cheeks. When she finally released him, he stumbled a few times in place, clearly dizzy. She giggled and murmured out an apology.

After another moment or two he was able to stand up straight again. Then he asked," What are we supposed to do first?"

She wasn't sure how to answer right away, but after thinking about it, she said," I guess we start with kissing."

Suddenly his face turned bright red, but he nodded in agreement anyways and climbed onto the bed, patting the spot beside him. Once they were both settled, Elizabeth leaned over but she noticed that he was just sitting there, as still as a statue, so she had to keep leaning closer until she felt her lips press against his. She closed her eyes when he started kissing her back.

For a moment she reflected on how this was her first kiss, and it was with a cartoon. She had always imagined it would be with someone very special to her and that they would get married. But her high sex drive had led to her feeling like she had no choice but to start doing stuff with Mr. Perfect.

As the kiss deepened, she burned with longing and a moan escaped the corner of her mouth. She stiffened when she felt his hand slowly rub her leg but relaxed when she reminded herself that she wanted this. He slipped his tongue into her mouth as if he knew what he was doing and flicked it around her own.

The room was filled with moans, and he gently pushed her onto her back, laying on top of her. But the kiss never broke; she had to breathe through her nose so she didn't have to come up for air. Suddenly she realized that his hand was moving down her body, heading toward her pants. She honestly wasn't sure how to react so she just kept kissing him as his hand entered her pants.

She faintly heard a moan leave her mouth right when his fingers touched the outside of her underwear, right on the most sensitive spot. Anyone would think he's done this before by the way his hand was rubbing up and down on her area, causing her to moan even louder.

Reluctantly she pulled away from his lips and curled her toes in pleasure. He must have noticed how much she was enjoying what he was doing because he rubbed faster. The more he touched her the more wet she became.

Without warning, he slipped his fingers inside her underwear and pushed them deep into her, still rubbing fast and hard. When he did this even more pleasure ran through her. It was almost too much for her, and she wanted to ask him to stop, but at the same time she was really enjoying herself. She reached out to grab her blanket, gripping on tight to it as the pleasure kept coming in waves. She was on the edge of screaming.

"Mr. Perfect," she breathed out, feeling her body tense up. "I-I'm going to cum!"

He rolled off the girl but his fingers kept moving down there. He kissed her neck and whispered in her ear," Cum, baby."

As soon as he said that her body jerked violently as she gave into the orgasm, gasping because it was so intense. He pulled his fingers out of her pants and smiled down at her. After kissing her, he asked," How was that?"

She had to blink a few times until she could see him clearly. Then she pushed herself up. "That was awesome!" she exclaimed, hardly believing it felt that good. It didn't feel nearly as amazing when she did it to herself. She smirked at him and teased," You really do everything perfectly."

He blushed and sat up beside her. "It wasn't that hard," he pointed out. "I'm sure you're able to do it too."

"Sure, I finger myself," she responded," but it's never as amazing as what you just did." She nudged him teasingly, and it was then that she noticed the bulge in the front of his pants. "How about I help you now?" she offered, looking him in the eyes and hoping he'll let her please him.

Mr. Perfect seemed to think about it for a moment, before laying down and blinking up at the girl. "Alright," he agreed. "I'm all yours."

Elizabeth smiled at what he said and crawled over to him, quickly taking off his pants and then his boxers. She was greeted by his hard member. For several moments she just stared down at it. This was the first time she's ever seen a penis in person, but she told herself that if she ever saw a human's dick, it wouldn't be the same since Mr. Perfect's was light blue like the rest of his body.

"Elizabeth?"

His voice broke into her thoughts, and she realized he was staring up at her with concern shining in his black eyes. "You don't have to do this if you don't want to," he said, a smile on his face, but Elizabeth could tell that he was pretending to be cheerful. She could hear the slightest hint of disappointment in his voice.

"Oh, no I want to," she quickly replied. "I guess I was distracted by your penis," she added.

He chuckled and pushed up, kissing her once on the lips before laying back down. "It's okay," he assured her.

She stared down at it for another moment until finally wrapping her hand around it and starting a slow motion. Clear liquid came out of the tip, and she stopped and studied it curiously, but she jumped in surprise when the cartoon touched her shoulder.

"Try not to think too much about it," he told her in a gentle tone. "Just keep going."

Smiling, she nodded and carried on rubbing his member, using the clear liquid that was coming out of the tip as lube to make it easier to jerk off. She was rewarded with moans as his body started to tense up a little. She was glad to see that he was enjoying what she was doing to him.

Remembering what she's seen in porn videos, she ducked her head and stuck the tip in her mouth. As she flicked her tongue around the hard, throbbing organ, she continued to rub up and down on it, and Mr. Perfect got louder, his moans exciting her very much.

She put more of his penis in her mouth, still rubbing it. She felt his body tense around her, and she thought he was getting close to cumming, but suddenly he sat up, pulling her with him.

As she stared at him in confusion, he pushed her onto her back and towered over her. She realized what he was doing when he started fiddling with the button on her pants. It wasn't long before he had both her pants and underwear off.

Then he positioned himself in between her legs. His eyes locked with hers, and she noticed the longing on his face. He wanted this as much as she did.

"Go ahead," she invited him, giving him a slight nod so he'd understand that he was welcome to enter her.

She stiffened a little when she felt the tip of his member make contact with her special area. He rubbed his manhood on her dripping wet pussy and she let out a low moan but gasped when pain suddenly hit her as he slipped inside. She wasn't prepared for that even though she knew her first time would hurt.

Worry flashed in his eyes. "Are you okay?" he asked, pausing halfway inside her.

She nodded slowly. "I'm fine," she assured him. "It just surprised me, but I'm fine now. Please don't stop." Even with the pain, she could still feel pleasure which made her want to continue.

He seemed uncertain at first but finally he started pushing in again, taking it slow. As his member got farther in her, the pain only increased and she stiffened, gripping the blanket. She tried not to make a noise, but when his penis hit something deep inside her, she gasped and closed her eyes tight. She felt him pull out of her.

"Y-You're bleeding," Mr. Perfect stammered, and she blinked open her eyes to see him staring down at her worriedly.

She smiled at him sweetly, suddenly understanding what just happened. "It's okay," she told him, trying to ignore the pain she felt down there. "It just means I'm not a virgin anymore." She found it kinda amusing how he was freaking out just because he popped her cherry.

He stared down at the scarlet liquid on his penis before turning back to Elizabeth. "Are you sure you're okay?"

She nodded. "I shouldn't feel anymore pain," she said, but she was still feeling the first wave of pain, and she had a feeling once he pushed in again it would keep hurting until she got used to him being inside her. If she told him all this though he might not want to continue since he seemed so concerned about her.

Mr. Perfect looked like he was going to protest, but finally he nodded and started pushing in again. She braced herself, but it wasn't as painful this time, and she let out a low moan as his hard member rubbed against the walls of her insides.

When he was unable to push in anymore, he started pulling out but before he slipped all the way out, he pushed back into her. He kept doing this, gaining speed as Elizabeth's moans got louder. Pleasure ran throughout her body.

"Oooh, Mr. Perfect," she moaned, feeling herself tense up. "Faster, please. And harder." She was blinded by lust and pleasure, and wasn't in control of what she was saying. "Oh fuck!" she screamed when he listened to her.

He was moaning and panting too as he pounded into her. "Elizabeth," he moaned out her name. "I-I'm getting close…" He continued to move back and forth, looking her in the eyes.

When he said that she felt her body tense up as she got close as well. "Me too," she responded in a soft voice. She stared up at him, moaning with each thrust. "Please, Mr. Perfect, cum inside me!"

Suddenly he slowed down and looked at her like she was crazy. "N-No, I c-can't," he stammered. "What if you get p-pregnant?"

Elizabeth smirked up at him. "I want your cartoon baby," she insisted, so blinded by lust that she wasn't sure what she was saying, and she thought he was going to object. But to her surprise, he giggled and leaned down to kiss her.

"It'll be the most beautiful baby in all the worlds," Mr. Perfect whispered to her. Then he blinked and stared into her eyes. "Just like its mother."

What he said took her by surprise, but before she could ask him what he meant by that, he started thrusting again, this time even harder and faster. She moaned and gasped as she felt herself getting close, and she noticed that he was tensing up too. Then she just realized what they agreed to do, alarm shooting through her. She tried stopping him, trying to point out that she wasn't ready to be a mother since she was only seventeen, but before she could get a word out, he gave one final thrust and his seed filled her up at the same time she came on his member.

Then he pulled out and flopped down beside the girl, breathing heavily. She saw him glance at her, but she kept her eyes fixed on the ceiling, not believing they just did that.

Slowly she lifted her hand to her stomach and imagined a baby growing inside her for the next nine months, half human and half cartoon. Will people even be able to see it since as far as she knew she was the only one capable of seeing cartoons? Would some parts be visible while the rest of it was unseen?

Mr. Perfect seemed to notice how distracted she was for he placed his hand on hers and looked up at her. "Are you okay, Elizabeth?" he asked. "How was your first time?"

Glancing at him, she replied," It was wonderful. Perfect even." She was glad when a big smile formed on his face, but she knew what she was about to say would upset him.

"I just think cumming in me was a huge mistake," she went on, not surprised when his smile turned into a frown. "I'm not ready for a baby. I mean I'm only seventeen!" She pushed herself up and pulled her legs closer to her, feeling the sperm drip out of her when she moved positions. She sat there and stared down at the white stuff that had got on her bed, but she turned to look beside her when she felt a hand on her shoulder.

"It's going to be okay," he assured her, wrapping his arm around her. "If you do get pregnant, I will do everything I can to help you, and I will come here as often as I can even if it's just to watch the baby when you need sleep or to sit with you and the baby."

Suddenly Elizabeth started imagining a life with Mr. Perfect, and she didn't feel scared or lonely anymore. She smiled and looked at him. "Thank you."

He hugged her and kissed her on the forehead. "Anything for you, love."

Surprised she pulled away from him and just stared at him for a long moment before she finally found her voice again. "What did you just say?"

It seemed like he just now realized what he had called her and he turned away. "N-Nothing," he stammered as he climbed off the bed and grabbed his pants. "You can call me if you need anything," he added after he got dressed and he started heading toward the door, but she quickly took hold of his arm and stopped him before he could leave.

"Why did you call me that?" she demanded, forcing him to look at her.

He sighed softly. "Oh, Elizabeth, I've had feelings for you since the first time I laid eyes on you." He pulled her to the bed and had her sit down beside him. She was suddenly aware that she was still half naked but she didn't care; she wanted to know what he was going to say. "I didn't tell you because I thought it couldn't work since we come from two completely different worlds, but… after today, I'm starting to think maybe we could make it work." He looked up at her, but she wasn't sure how to respond. She didn't feel the same way back but if he did get her pregnant, she knew she was going to need his help to take care of the baby.

She leaned over and kissed him on the cheek. "Let's just see what happens, okay?"

He seemed disappointed but nodded anyway. Then he jumped off the bed. "I should go before your family gets home," he said as he walked to the door, but he stopped before opening it. "Let me know if you need anything, and I'll be right over."

Elizabeth nodded and watched him leave, suddenly feeling an emptiness inside her that only Mr. Perfect could fill. She put her hand on her stomach, once again imagining a baby growing in her. Then she remembered what she had told Mr. Perfect before they started fooling around, about friends with benefits having sex with no strings attached and that nothing would change between them. She realized how wrong she had been.

"Everything has changed," she said out loud to herself.


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