Author's responses

to BoredKing: Maybe, but now I get more story to write and y'all get to wonder how Natsu will deal with Seilah. Maybe I'll do a mindless lemon fic sometime (especially if someone hires me). Until then, my fics all need plot as well as "plot" for me to keep interest.

to kyle: It wouldn't have to correlate to the story. Beautiful thing about these sites is that I can reorder the chapters as I see fit. So if someone wants an interlude between events that already happened, I can do that. For the right amount of agreed-upon cash, I will accomodate.

Bodily Complications

Minerva crossed her arms, making her bust bulge. "I'm not entirely sure, to be honest."

Natsu cocked his head. "Huh. Well, who was the last guy to work this stuff?"

"That would be Lamy."

"Who?"

Minerva drew her hands up her horns, then further above her head. "That little rabbit girl with the bob cut."

Natsu eyed Minerva's naked body, once again recalling how much curvier she used to be. "She dead?"

Minerva flashed a wicked smile. "A silver lining."

"Eh, sorta." Natsu shrugged. "I woulda kept her in line. But, since she's not here, any ideas on what to do here?" He jabbed a thumb at the blinking control panel. "This ain't exactly my thing."

Chuckling, Minerva slid up alongside him and placed a hand on his crotch. "I can think of what to do, speaking of things…"

"Seriously?!" Natsu's mind was blown, as would another part of him be, as Minerva sank to her knees. "But you just said… What did that rabbit girl do to you? You weren't this horny before!"

Minerva's tongue lolled out of her mouth, sighing on Natsu's hardening tip. That sigh became a chuckle as she tapped her horns. "Of course not."

"...Nuh-uh. We need to figure this out. Besides, all this rock is making me miss my hammock."

Smiling, Minerva leapt upon him. Hooking her hands behind his knees, she shoved his dick down her throat and pushed him over with her face in his waist. Natsu hit the hard stone ground with Minerva slurping on his member, humming while Natsu tried to pry her off.

"Seriously, enough already!"

Minerva's lips came free with a pop. "I had to make sure you were serious," Minerva said, crawling over and lounging on top of him. Her curves sliding over his muscles felt amazing for them both. She looked into his eyes, that seductive spark of mischief still present. "But know this: I always get what I want, sooner or later. Don't think you can hold me off forever."

"Surrre," Natsu slurred skeptically, groping her jelly-like ass. It twitched as his hand sank into it. "Like you'd think I'd want to. Speaking of thinking, you think we got any instructions around here? You know, for the body molding stuff."

Minerva idly traced the base of her horn. "I'm not sure. Given how disposable Lamy was, and how many clones she had, they might've thought it wasn't worth recording."

Natsu remembered: an army of obnoxious, giggling rabbit girls, swarming around Fairy Tail's fighters while he dealt with Mard Geer. That was a battle he was glad he'd missed.

Natsu sighed, his head lying back against the ground. "Guess we gotta find someone else, then."

"Someone else?" Minerva repeated. "These tubes aren't cars, Natsu."

Natsu's eyes bugged out and he turned green. "If they were…"

"Even so, where would we find this 'someone' to use them?"

Natsu blinked away the nightmare. "Same place as always, I guess," he said. "I say we put out a job request, let the other Dark Guilds know we got something for them, and see who takes it."

Minerva laid her hands on his shoulders and rested her cheek against Natsu's, thinking. Her horn scraped the side of Natsu's hair. The speculative rumble in her throat carried through to her boobs, squished as they were against Natsu's pecs.

"That might work," Minerva said. "We'll have to screen the applicants, though. The Magic Council might be gone, but the Custody Enforcement unit isn't. Neither are Fiore's royal knights. If a spy learns that we haven't disbanded…"

Minerva's eyes widened as Natsu kissed her cheek, wrapping his arms around her.

"Don't sweat it," he said, grinning. "No stuff-shirt custody enforcer's gonna fool my nose. Those Rune Knight guys all smell like Mest. Or Doranbolt, or whatever his name is. I'll know 'em."

Minerva's surprise gave way to lust. She couldn't help it: those muscles, that cock, that power, that honesty, all of it was irresistible to a slutty tigress like her.

"You know," she purred, sliding a smooth thigh up his hip, "I'm feeling rather refreshed. Aren't you? Oh!"

Minerva toppled onto her side as Natsu rolled her off of him. Springing to his feet, he immediately began searching for his clothes.

"Come on, Minerva, we got things to do."

Smiling and rolling her eyes, Minerva decided to play along. She'd had two Dragon Slayers for guild mates, one of whom had idolized Natsu. Thus, she knew his work ethic was nothing compared to his instincts. If the sounds she'd heard from Yukino's quarters were any indication, draconic instinct would lead her back to him in no time. All she had to do was wait.

But, she wouldn't.

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Three days later and the Tartaros guild hall was coming together, literally.

While Seilah remained skeptical of Natsu's power and Minerva's loyalty, Kyoka had her by the cooch, every night, forcing herself on the all-too-compliant demoness until they screamed themselves hoarse.

By day, or whenever the sleepless demons had rested, Seilah obeyed Kyoka's will and did her part in the rebuilding. Minerva would transport the rubble to a desired spot, then the master of the guild would melt the stones into slag, allowing Seilah to mold the melted rock into a rudimentary wall or ceiling. The process was crude and so was the twisted rock it produced, but in lieu of actual masons (who Natsu refused to kidnap, despite Kyoka's insistence), it was the best they could manage.

So it was that by day three, the demons found themselves with a structure resembling a squat tower of volcanic igneous rock, hollow on the inside but for a throne, a front archway, and a separate enclosure that encased the stairs into the cube proper. The floor was what remained of the old base's ground floor, the cracked and uprooted stone blocks still littering the ground. Natsu's attempts to slot the slabs back into their holes proved futile, not to mention frustrating, so they were simply stacked up against the wall: next to the front arch so no one would forget them, beneath a makeshift rock roof to prevent rain from eroding them.

In fact, they were stacked in such a way as to create a makeshift rectangular bed. It was hardly comfortable, even with the piles of curtains and torn tapestries thrown over the top. But, with a lack of money, plus Natsu's staunch insistence on respecting people's right to not be robbed, kidnapped, extorted, or blackmailed, curtains-on-stone was the best they could afford.

And, frankly, he was happy. Seated naked upon his ramshackle bed, with a sexy woman sliding her hands up his thigh, the only thing he'd been missing these last few days was some decent food.

Fortunately, he'd found a workaround.

"Hey, uh, Minerva?"

She halted her hand on the crease of his thigh, but didn't stop looking at his hardening cock. "This better be important."

"I just need to eat something, you know?"

Licking her lips and squeezing his corded muscle, Minerva said, "All too well."

Rolling his eyes, Natsu leaned back to the other side of his bed. Leaning next to it against the wall was a crude torch, a thick branch wrapped in more curtains with melted animal fat soaked into the fabric. Natsu still remembered his days of roughing it in the woods, though he could've gone for some spice on the meat he'd killed and roasted.

However, as he grasped the torch, Minerva's hand leapt from his thigh to his chest and swatted him off-balance. He fell back, his head hanging off the bed. When he looked up, Minerva's tanned ass and dripping snatch were right in front of his face.

"Here," said Minerva, bouncing her pert glutes in his face. "Eat this."

"Could use a little spice," Natsu replied, laying the torch out so she could see it. Minerva had this nifty little spell with her Territory Magic, and since Natsu couldn't eat fire that he started, she'd become his fast food ticket. A blue sphere swelled near the torch head, crackling before it popped. The fabric caught instantly; it went out just as fast when Natsu stuck it in his mouth.

Instantly he felt refreshed, and decided it was time for the main course.

"Oo! Yeah!" Minerva squealed, turning into a guttural moan as she glomped onto his cock. Her head bobbed and surfaced as she took more and more of him into her throat: first two inches, then five, her cheeks puffing out as the space was filled with Natsu's enormous girth. Finally, as Natsu's tongue swirled around her pussy and started pushing her hot button, she mentally blew the whistle and wolfed down all ten inches of Natsu's pussy-plunderer.

"Agh-ha! Warn a… Hngh!" Natsu's objection was overruled by a small sucking noise from around Minerva's dark lips. They were curling in, drawing a tighter, wetter seal around their prey and leaving Natsu a melting mess beneath her.

Hurry, Natsu, she thought. Use it to make me lose it.

She stopped as her nose touched his massive balls, savouring his musky smell. Her tongue zigzagged along the shaft, tasting every succulent inch. Her hands started to lay at his sides, then snapped to hug his hips. Natsu had speared her from the other end. Her needful whimper vibrated his cock as he slowly dragged his tongue out, its draconic length caressing her insides as it retreated.

Fuck me, that-

She couldn't finish her thought as Natsu tongue-fucked her again, and again. While nowhere near as thick, his appendage never once left her sweet spot as it pistoned in and out of her. Flicking in and out, the wet, sloppy friction set her off like a firework. Stars filled her vision as Natsu's tongue swirled around inside of her and swiped at her G-spot in a frenzy. She was losing her mind; Natsu's tongue just felt so fucking good!

She nearly cried out, her body forgetting her throat was full. Minerva started to gag as her careful control started to slip. "Kulgh! Hwp! Hrk…"

Desperate to hang on, Minerva was despondent to feel nearly all of Natsu's dick leave her mouth; her technique was lost in a haze of lust. She could only suck on his bulbous head and inhale sharply as her eyes rolled back and her hips started moving on their own, bouncing her ass atop Natsu's face. Her bouncing turned to dragging, swabbing his face with her gelatinous ass cheeks. He grabbed two handfuls of that ass and squeezed, his revenge on her for halting one of her four-star blowjobs, until she could stand no more. She sat back, smothering Natsu's airways. Be it his cock or his tongue, Minerva couldn't get enough.

"Mph! Hrh! Mnrvr!" Natsu tapped her ass with increased fervor until his taps became slaps, spanking her as he tried to get her to notice. However, his bottom lip was still on her clit, so his cries only wound her up further.

"Oh yes! RIGHT THERE!" Minerva was going wild atop him, clenching her cheeks to try and light her nerves around her horny, horny pussy. Her hands squeezed and twisted her breasts, working herself up. "FUCK, I love it! Keep that tongue in my pussy! YES!"

Both her tits came up to her mouth, sucking on both her nipples at once as she felt one hell of an orgasm coming. Moaning, whimpering, her body starting to shake, Minerva gave her nipples the hardest suck of the night and thunderously came. Like a lightning rod, she went rigid atop Natsu, eyes shut as the intensity of the orgasm rocked her world. Natsu's wet, muffled coughs kept her orgasm going as she squirted a little down his throat. Her toes curled and her legs clenched closer together, burying him in her curves.

Alas, she couldn't orgasm forever. Her tits flopped free from her slackening, panting mouth. Minerva shuddered one last time as his gasp for air fanned the flame in her snatch. Eyes returning to normal, she looked through her cleavage and saw his massive meat rod was twitching, swollen with how blue-balled he must've felt.

"Fuck that was good," Minerva said, crawling away from his face and grasping his cock. Her legs were shaking; her orgasm and all the magic she'd been using these last few days had left her weak. "Natsu... I need this thing inside me. Pick me up and put me on your cock like the world's sluttiest condom."

"You greedy girl," said a new voice.

Natsu and Minerva saw Kyoka emerging from the underground entrance, naked as the day she was created save for the phallic black thing that covered, no, filled her pussy.

Minerva's eyes narrowed at the demonic sex toy. "I hope you weren't planning to use that on me," she warned, reaching down and squeezing Natsu's cock. "I've got a vacancy that only this dick can fill."

Kyoka blushed a little. "I hope not…"

Now this piqued Natsu's interest. "How come?"

"Because… Well…" As Kyoka neared the bed, she ran a finger along the anemone-like tentacles and popped them free from her bare, hairless crotch. "I was…"

Minerva's eyes widened and she licked her lips. "You brought that for me to use on you, didn't you?"

"No!" Kyoka snapped, scowling at (what she viewed as) her subordinate. "I wanted the Master to have me… at the same time."

Now Natsu's eyes widened. "How?"

Kyoka couldn't keep her gaze. Her eyes lowered to the toy in her hand, and her ass cheeks flexed a little.

Minerva saw this and dismounted Natsu. "Oh… Oh, you dirty bird." Smiling, she turned around and re-mounted him, positioning his head at her pussy lips. "Too bad for you, I'm a little weak from working and I owe Natsu a stuffed pussy."

She slammed her hips down, her teeth clenched and lips flared as she took his cock in one go. "HAH! Fuck yrrrs!"

Kyoka looked stunned as her Master seemed ready to leave her in the cold, pulling Minerva into a deep kiss as he started thrusting.

Minerva moaned with every sledgehammer shot at her hips. "Mph! Mph! Mph!"

Rolling over, Minerva's olive legs wrapped around Natsu's waist. His knees slid up her thighs, trapping her in a mating press. His hand twisted and pulled at her hardening nipple, kneading the soft boobflesh around it.

However, his other hand sneakily beckoned Kyoka over. An evil smirk split Kyoka's black lips as she slid her special toy back in her pussy, reversed so the outer end was coated in her juices.

"Make ready, greedy human," she whispered. "This demon will get her due."

That hand which had beckoned her made a hooking motion with its fingers. A vine popped out of the bedspread and angled towards Minerva's puckered asshole. As Kyoka approached, so did the vine, until it was teasing Minerva from below. The tigress either didn't notice or didn't care; her hands gripped Natsu's arms and showed where her mind had gone.

Minerva's lips came free as she clung harder to Natsu. "Fuck! Yes! Yes! Right there! Nnngh, that feels so good!"

Her swollen boobs sloshed against Natsu's pecs with each thrust he made, rocking back and forth from the motion in the ocean that was her drooling cunt. She still couldn't believe a single man was enough to sate her now-bottomless craving for cock.

Natsu growled and grabbed her head, forcing her to meet his eyes. "You're mine, Minerva. All mine."

He got to watch her eyes roll back as he slowly, torturously, shimmied his dick out of her. When nine of his ten inches had left her, her gaze refocused and she could think clear enough to speak again.

"I think…" she panted, licking her lip, "you've got it backwards. You… belong to me… remember?"

Natsu grinned. When he released her head, she kissed him on the lips, then moaningly ran her tongue up his cheek.

"Remember?" she breathed, a challenge in her tone.

"Remind me," Natsu said, secretly motioning for Kyoka to wait. "Tell me again."

"I said, you- AA-AH!" He cut her off by shoving his fat demon phallus back inside of her. "YOU-! BE-! NATSU!"

He paused for a moment, waiting for her to spring his trap.

Snarling lustily, now it was Minerva's turn to grab him for a stare-down. "You belong to- Oh! Fuck! FUCK! FUUUUUCK!"

Minerva came again as Natsu pistoned in and out of her. Her ankles locked behind his hips as she trapped him, cumming hard around his dick but still craving more. Stuffed full of demon-meat, her tight channel pulsated around him, begging for his release inside of her. She could feel his swollen cock, selfishly holding on to its load while her cooch cried out for a semen bath. In truth, Natsu's pause had been so he could wind down and save his shot; he wanted to make sure Minerva never forgot what, or who, came next.

Minerva's head flopped back, out of breath again as she savored what she could from her climax. Eyes closed, her stacked body once again soaked in Natsu's muscles. She knew he was sexy but often got too caught up in her quest for cum to get a feel for him. Her hands clawed at his shredded pecs; he returned the favor by fondling her boobs and kissing her cleavage.

When she opened her eyes, though, she saw Kyoka looming over Natsu, idly stroking her fake girlcock, leering down at her. "Don't- Ah!"

Natsu had reared back and slammed her particularly hard.

"Don't you dare!" Minerva cried, still sensitive from back-to-back orgasms. "That thing will tear my ass apart!"

"Oh, but that, Minerva, is the entire idea," Kyoka smirked. "It's a feeling unlike any other, when combined with the right touch…"

Said touch was felt when Kyoka cursed Minerva's pelvic region and pulled her just a little more on the vine.

"What do- Oh! Oh!"

Minerva's head lolled back and she sucked on her lip. Natsu kissed her exposed neck and nipped her jawline. "You're so pretty when you make that face. I love it." His pounding slowed its pace but picked up intensity. "Hngh! Gets me fired up every time!"

Natsu felt cold metal behind his knees and was pushed forward. Now Minerva's head hung off the side of the makeshift bed, her voice quieter while only taking one phallus.

But that was about to change. Kyoka cursed herself a little, so she could take that vine-dildo in her own meaty ass. Then, once she'd sat down, it was a simple matter of reaching down and sliding her dildo-cock from the bottom of Minerva's slit into her backdoor fuckhole.

Minerva's reaction came as quick as she did.

"Oh fuck! OH FUCK! OH, FUUUUUCK!"

Her legs tried to crush Natsu's waist as he kissed her. Their eyes screwed shut as orgasms rocked them both. Cum blasted into Minerva's tight channel in time with its euphoric spasms. Her ass pulled on Kyoka's girlcock, too, as tightly wrapped around the black magic toy as Seilah's forbidden peach. This is what she'd been waiting for: Natsu filling her to the brim, so much that she felt pregnant. With a final satiated sigh, Minerva passed out and lay still.

Kyoka's smirk remained as she watched her rival give in to human exhaustion. "At laaast," she slurred.

Grunting, Natsu un-squatted from Minerva, his cock slurping free of the salted cream surprise he'd mixed. "At last what?"

"At last, dear Master-" She, too, left Minerva's insides. "-I'll have you."

Gently pulling her black toy out of her pussy, and thankful that demons didn't use their lower digestive tract, Kyoka left the toy beside the sleeping Minerva while Natsu lifted her up and laid her out lengthwise on the makeshift bed.

Kyoka folded her arms. "You're aware that she won't sleep for long?"

"Yeah," he said, paying one last tribute to Minerva's bulging rack, "but it's more about when she wakes up. I want her to feel comfy."

Rolling her eyes, the bird demon gave a sarcastic, "How considerate of you."

Suddenly a finger was forced into her mouth, a thumb pressing the underside of her jaw. Kyoka was pulled around and forced onto the bed beside Minerva, Natsu's eyes blazing down at her.

"You wanna rephrase that?" he asked, a menacing smile forming on his lips.

"Mgh!" His hand withdrew from Kyoka's black lips. "I said, 'That's very considerate of you, Master.'"

That smile finished forming as he nodded. "Glad you noticed. Now, you wanted some of me?"

His hands yanked her boob straps aside, exposing her gumdrop nipples and the giant mounds they rested on. Natsu vaguely remembered Kyoka having a different outfit when they first met, but…

"Kyoka, from now on, you can only wear what you're wearing right now, or nothing at all." His hands ran down her curved hips to her thick thighs. "I want you in stuff that's easy to take off, if I'm gonna fuck you on the reg."

Kyoka's eyes narrowed seductively. Like a practice gymnast, she raised her leg and hooked her heel behind Natsu's hip. "Then take what's yours, Master."

Grabbing her other leg, Natsu pounced on Kyoka and put her in a mating press of her own. Kyoka bit her lip and wrapped her limbs around him, his face disappearing into her firm cleavage. Her green hair quickly became as messed-up as her snatch, her master cramming her full of his cum-covered cock.

All the while, Seilah's head poked out from the underground entrance. It disgusted her, seeing Kyoka submit to that imposter E.N.D. However, since Kyoka sounded as blissful and rapturous as when the two of them coupled, Seilah couldn't stop herself from being aroused.