He led her at a hurried pace back through the bookstore and to the back office. Whitney, waved at them as they passed the counter, but he pushed the door open and slipped inside without saying a word. Anya had barely waved back before she followed suit, closing the door behind them.
This was Cassie’s plan… Seduce him and grab whatever magically device he used to change people.
She opened her mouth, closed it, and stared at him. Daniel was staring back, an unflinching but gloomy expression on his face.
“What did you want from me?” Anya asked as she strode forward, her face flushed, *don’t look stare at his crotch* she reminded herself.
“I’m not sure I wanted anything from you,” Daniel shrugged.
“How? I’ve changed so much and you did that, didn’t you?” Anya questioned.
Daniel swallowed hard, “When I found the tablet, I was trying to fix myself. I think it somehow explores my subconscious, or I just don’t know how to use it right.”
“It’s a tablet? Like an iPad?”
Daniel laughed, “no, that would’ve made things easy. It’s a little black stone tablet with some strange writing on the surface. It’s super smooth, and it almost feels greasy to the touch, but it isn’t. It was in a box that my uncle left for me before he passed away.”
“Sorry, about you uncle,” Anya said solemnly, “So, do you know what it’s supposed to do? Did he leave instructions?”
“Thanks,” Daniel said quickly. He pursed his lips, and thought a moment, “I know it can’t bring about world peace or solve world hunger or anything like that… I tried, but no. No instructions. You just sort of think about something you want while you’re holding it and sometimes it happens… sometimes nothing happens and sometimes a bunch of things happen…”
Anya smiled, “You went right for world peace? That’s kind of sweet.”
“I think most people would give it a shot if they ever found something that possessed real magic.”
“So, honest answer, you must’ve been thinking about me a lot… but you weren’t trying to change me, at all?”
“No… I mean I paid attention to some of your Instagram posts, and I knew you were a little self-conscious and stuff, so… maybe subconsciously I thought I was helping you look more like what you seemed to admire, but I never actually meant to change anything about you. I always thought you were perfect.”
Anya blushed, “Well, I thought you were fine just the way you were too… You just needed to fix your attitude…”
“Maybe…” Daniel answered a little unsure.
“So, you do know that made my roommate grow a tiny dick, right?”
“What?”
The shock in his voice sounded pretty sincere.
“Yep, you were pissed off at us, and used your little super-powered rock to get your revenge.”
“Not on purpose… last night I was using it too… well to learn how to cook actually.”
“Is that so?”
“Yeah… I kind of have a dinner date tomorrow… with Whitney,” Daniel confessed.
“Oh…” Anya felt a strange flutter in her chest. She wasn’t sure if it was a pang of jealousy or just surprise, “You and Whitney, huh? She’s cool. You know you don’t have to use that rock for every little thing. You could try learning something the old fashion way.”
“Yeah… it didn’t seem to work anyway. I’m not sure if it was the tablet or I couldn’t focus because my jaw still hurt.”
“I’m sorry about Cassie… She’s protective…”
“She’s a good friend…” Daniel agreed.
Then they both stared at each other in silence for what felt like minutes. There was a stillness in the air.
She couldn’t discern his thoughts as she studied his face, but he looked more sullen than cocky and malevolent. Magical stone or not, Daniel never really was that type of person. Even tall, lean, and handsome, he was still sad and a little shy.
“Fuck it,” Anya said aloud. She grabbed the bottom of the bulky hooded sweater, pulled it over her head, and tossed it behind her.
Daniel’s eyes went wide, “An—”
Before he could finish Anya found her naked body pressed tightly against him. Her mouth devoured his. A desperate moan rattled in her throat. His hands cupped her ass, cradling her weight and pulling her up on her boot-clad toes. Her arms fell around his neck and he kissed her deeper.
His tongue was reaching for her throat, his fingers kneading the heavy lower half of her butt.
Anya’s tongue could barely keep up, she felt so hot it made her woozy. He broke away whispering into her lips, “I wanted this for so long…”
Anya nodded, “I know…” she said hoarsely. Her eyes darted over his face, he seemed genuinely happy.
His fingers squeezed her ass and he gave the hefty cheeks a wobble.
“You like that?” Anya teased.
Daniel nodded, “It’s so… it’s… it’s REALLY nice,” he whispered once he found the words.
“Good,” Anya whispered back, “I’m keeping it, but there are a few things you’re going to have to fix for me…”
“Of course,” Daniel agreed, pressing a gentle but hungry kiss on her lips.
Daniel pulled her up into his arms spreading her ass open as he stepped forward. Anya instinctively wrapped her legs around his waist. He was carrying her over to the tan suede couch that took up a bulk of the space in the back office.
Anya couldn’t recall anyone ever sitting on the couch, up until this moment it was a useless piece of furniture.
He gently lowered down atop the sofa and quickly began to undress.
Ayna sat up the moment his shirt popped off. He was more cut than she expected. Practically carved out of stone. As his pants came down she was fairly certain she was about to witness something spectacular, but she was still at a complete loss for words when it came springing out of his slacks. She gasped and stuttered for a bit before she just reached out and grabbed the center of his shaft.
Her fingers were roughly an inch or so away from fully grasping it. Its thickness wasn’t nearly as intimidating as its length, it was easily 13 inches long.
She instinctively leaned forward her fingers gripping the base of his cock as measured his length against her forearm. It stretched from her wrist to a bit passed the tip of her elbow.
The sheer size of it made her shiver, she could already feel it slamming into her cervix. “Daniel, how do you even have enough blood to operate this thing?”
Daniel shrugged, “it seems to work just fine…”
Not only was it the biggest cock Anya had ever seen, but it was also aesthetically perfect. She dropped her head forward and leaned in close, her eye following its gentle upward curve. He throbbed in her hand and she looked up at him and grinned.
“It’s really pretty,” Anya said in admiration.
“You’re really pretty,” Daniel answered with a rasp. He seemed content enough to let Anya exam is his cock as long as she wanted. That or, Anya was far too focused to sense any impatience.
She dragged fingers up and down the length, grinning to herself every time it twitched in her hand.
Daniel was circumcised, the whole length was impossibly smooth and hairless. The veins along his shaft were small and sparse. The head was a rounded mushroom cap shape, and the edges flared out just a bit, but it was complete proportional. The coloring matched the rest of his body, with maybe a slightly warmer tone. Even his scrotum was attractive, smooth, and hairless. His testes looked large and heavy. They looked just big enough to fill her whole hand, but they weren’t disproportionately big compared to the rest of him. His pubes were neatly trimmed, and he smelled amazing, not sweaty, but warm and musky.
“Daniel… this is really nice, but don’t you think you went a little overboard?”
Daniel shrugged, “I thought that’s what women wanted?”
“Danny —Babe this thing is scary-big…” Anya said still marveling at its size as she slowly stroked his length.
Daniel only nodded, his breathing was getting heavy, and Anya noticed a pearly dot of precum seeping out of his piss slit.
Anya tighten her grip and slowly slid her fingers up and down his shaft.
Daniel was grinning sheepishly, his lips parted slightly, and he let out a hushed moan before he fell forward Anya let go of his cock and giggly as the lips came crashing together. She pressed back in the couch cushions, the heels of her boots hooking the back of his thighs.
“I can’t believe this is really happening,” Daniel murmured.
Anya laughed, “Just try not to murder me with that blunt weapon between your legs…”
“I’ll be gentle,” Daniel grinned.
He grabbed his cock and guided it towards puffy labia, by now Anya was soaked. She could feel her juices leaking down the split of her ass.
Anya whimpered the moment his cock pressed against her entrance, he pressed in, slipped away, sawing between the puffy mounds of her pussy and gliding the heavy weight of his massive cock against her clit and nearly all the way between her tits. Anya trembled, her eyelids were starting to flutter. Her breathing was shallow.
He tried again, with a similar result, only this time her pussy convulsed, spurting a teaspoon’s worth of sugary-citrus nectar on the truck of his cock.
Anya squirmed and moaned, “put it in me,” she begged.
Daniel tried again, the rounded end of his dick pressed hard against the slippery swollen slit, the pressure was intense, but his cock felt impossibly thick.
Anya whimpered, and held in a breath, her hips trembled and his cock slipped away again.
She let out a few shallow defeated breaths, “I’m too tight…” she groaned.
“Hey,” Daniel said softly, “we can try again another time?”
“No” Anya pouted, “I really want that dick in me… I’ve just been like stupid tight lately…”
A memory seemed to roll around in her mind, but her thoughts were still too clouded with lust to truly comprehend it.
She raised her leg and flipped over on the couch to give Daniel her back. She remembered her fantasies of a faceless lover one morning not that long ago. As strange as it was that her pussy was too tight, she had another hole she could use. The thought thrilled.
She looked back at Daniel over her shoulder. His eyes were focused on her massively plush ass cheeks. He was already thinking about it, she could sense it.
“Let’s try putting it in my ass?” Anya suggested.
For a moment her mind went blank. She could feel the heat of Daniel’s massive cock beneath her pussy. Her eyes nearly rolled towards the back of her head. Her pussy clenched, and another spurt of liquid arousal coated his dick.
“…the pussy is just a lube dispenser for a proper ass-fucking…”Daniel said in a hushed tone.
Ayna laughed, “what?”
“I’m sorry… SO… I was watching …well …a porno…” He cleared his throat, “…and the woman said, something like… ‘the pussy is just a lube dispenser for a proper ass-fucking…’ and the phrase just sort of stuck with me…”
Anya narrowed her eyes at him in suspicion, “Were you thinking about it while you were touching the tablet?”
Daniel didn’t answer, he swallowed hard, attempting to carefully select his next choice of words.
Anya smirked letting out a quiet exhalation of amusement, “So, is that what you wanted? You wanted me to be your little fat-assed butt-fucking doll?”
Her pussy twinged jealously drooling more citrus-flavored lube on his cock below her, fulfilling its apparent singular purpose.
“Fuckk… I’m so stupid…” Daniel said admonishing himself.
“No, I get it…” Ayna interrupted, “I think it’s kind of hot. It’s like purely evaluating someone to be suitable as a sexual playhouse. A tool for pleasure. It’s kind of hot, actually.”
“Exactly!” The moment he agreed his eyes went wide with tangible horror, “I swear… I just don’t know how any of this works… I don’t actually think like that.”
“Relax,” Anya insisted, “I think it’s a cool fantasy. We can fix me later, OR don’t. I don’t care right now, just please put your dick in me?” Anya wiggled the massive globes ass meat teasingly, “Please?”
“You’re so unbelievably cool…” Daniel answered excitedly. She felt his hand reach up and grasp a fat pinch of ass. It was like an electric shock went up her spine. She sucked in a gasp. She could hear the wet sloppy sound of him stroking his cock behind her.
“Yea, I’m pretty great. Penis, now?” She begged.
His hands squeezed and rubbed ass cheek, inching towards the buried little chasm.
“Holy fuck, your ass is thick…” Daniel said lustily, she could practicality see the smile on his face, though now she facing the wall.
He pressed against her, his hand pushing her heavy ass cheek out of the way as a slippery thumb pushed against her wanton little asshole. His thumb explored the rim, in gentle circles never quite slipping inside. The pressure was unexpectedly titillatingly nothing like when she touched herself there.
“Yea,” Anya moaned. She felt her chest flutter, her breath quickened, and her hips were glued in place but every inch of her was twitching and fidgeting.
His thumb wasn’t there long before she felt a warmer knob of flesh take its place.
“YEA,” Anya repeated louder as she scooted back until her knees were barely on the edge of the couch.
She felt her muscles clench down a moment as the head threatened to breach her rim. Daniel released his cock, and both his hands dug into the center of her meaty ass to spread her open.
She felt the ring flesh spreading open to take him in. It was happening, she realized. She tried to relax.
Her head popped up and she let out a strained whimper as her asshole swallowed his tip. “You’re doing so fucking good,” Daniel assured her.
She could sense the strange flavor of sugar and citrus and warm flesh as cock crept inside.
Her face felt hot. She squeezed her eyes shut and clenched her jaw. She shook her head. *Too big.* Her asshole burned. She was so tight she feel her pulse around his dick.
Her muscles clenched, and his cock stalled a moment pushing against her second sphincter. She felt something inside her pop, and her ass gorged itself on a fat helping of cock meat. Three or four inches of his length disappear up her ass in one smooth stroke.
The pain was searingly hot, but the was something carnally gratifying about it that she couldn’t quite explain. Anya collapsed in on herself. Her thighs were trembling and pussy began to spasm. Her toes and fingers felt all tingly.
“Are you okay?” Daniel asked.
“I’m…. good…” Anya groaned, she was gripping the couch cushions as if they were the only things keeping her tethered to earth.
Daniel released his grip on her ass, sending the meat colliding back together with a flesh plop.
Daniel inched his hips back dragging an inch of cock back through her clenching asshole and Anya trembled violently, “Are you sure you’re okay?” he asked again.
*I should’ve practiced more…* Anya worried to herself. Still, the was something fantastic happening. Her pussy was humming, and there was a ball of pressure so heavy in her guts it may as well have been made of lead.
“Keep going…” She whimpered, “I want you fuck my ass so hard I can feel you in the back of my throat…”
She felt Daniel’s cock twitch inside her. He exhaled, “you’re so fucking hot…”
He plunged in cock inwards, and Anya flinched, she briefly reached back and pushed against his forearm.
“fuckk… more… it’s okay,” she whispered encouragingly.
Daniel grunted sinking his cock deeper until she was firmly seated against his pelvis.
“FUCK,” Ayna giggled excitedly. This thrust felt better. Her asshole pulsed in agreement, she bore down on him wriggling the plentiful globes of ass meat against his hips. Her guts felt perversely full. She could sort of feel him back behind her pussy.
“You-feel-so-ama-zing, Anya.” Daniel rasped.
“Yeah, you like fucking that fat fucking ass?” Anya teased, bearing down on his dick and clenching his cock as she swayed her hips.
Daniel moaned swinging back his hips and thrusting forward with another steady inch-long thrust and they moaned together.
“My ass is all yours…” Anya teased breathless, spurring Daniel to thrust into her again.
The feeling was deeper than anything Anya experienced before, her heart was pounding, and there was a throbbing in her stomach just beyond Daniel’s cock. She could *taste* him as well. The salty-warm sensation lingered around her outstretched ring thanks to her lower taste buds.
“Yes, Danny-baby, make me your anal slut…” Anya whimpered.
Her whole body felt feverishly warm. Daniel let out a series of moans as he broke into a steady pace of tentative, inch-long thrusts, the tip of his dick laboring deep, and never coming up for air.
Suddenly the lights behind her eyes seemed to flicker. There was a dull yearning ache that crept up to the pit of her stomach. It was familiar, but a kind of pleasure mixed with pain, nothing like anything she experienced before. She wanted to scream, but she knew she couldn’t. Her mouth dropped open, her eyes roll back, and pussy began to spasm, spurting its sugary nectar against both their thighs. Her boot-clad feet kicked about, and she clawed at the couch cushions.
Her asshole rapaciously clenched against his invading cock as the orgasm spread through her. The contractions seemed to go forever, waning, seizing up her stomach before spreading outward, but seizing up her stomach again.
Anya was drooling before she realized her mouth was still hanging open. Her hips were involuntarily bouncing against Daniel’s thrusts.
His thrusts were longer and smoother now. Her clit was aching to be touched, her pussy occasionally spurting more of the sugary lubricant whenever Daniel plunged particularly deep.
“Oh-God-Danny, fuck, you’re-so-deep,” Anya moaned, stirring her hips, in a tight fluid motion. Her breathing was hitched between her words and her skin was still tingling, “you’re-fucking-my-ass-so-good…” She whined.
“So deep…” He agreed, latching tightly onto her hips.
Anya inched back and pushed her ass against his thrusts, building a slow rhythmic connection. Her knees extended out as she put more effort into the motion, her heavy ass cheeks wobbling every time she threw herself back. She could feel the fat of her ass rock against her and ripple back down like an ocean of gelatin.
“This is what you wanted? A servile little cock slut?” Anya teased.
Daniel grunted approvingly.
“Tell me,” Anya teased.
One of his hands left her hip, reaching up and grabbing her throat, pulling her upright. The fat globes of her ass barely changed shape as she pressed against his pelvis. The place between them was so tight she could only bounce on her knees to keep the motion going. His sweat-slicked stomach provided a slippery surface for her to slide her bubbly ass against. She could feel his warm breath on her ear, “This is what I always wanted…” he admitted hoarsely.
His grip tightened around her throat, she could barely breathe but her pussy was throbbing relentlessly. She felt her eyes cross, “Yea,” she breathed out, “then make me yours… fucking cum DEEP in that ass,” she wheezed through her tightened throat. Her back hollowed and her ass arched up higher than she thought the human body could contort, she wriggled hips her coaxing his cock as deep as her massive ass would allow with gently little gyrations.
His grip made her head swim. The weight of his cock in her ass felt immense. She wasn’t sure if she’d cum her brains out or pass out first. The lights were just starting to dim when he released her throat.
“Turn around…” he commanded in a rasp, abruptly pulling his lengthy cock free from her snug bowels.
Anya gasped, choking on a full swallow of air. Her eyes were watering and the room seemed too bright. She could sense a slightly acrid flavor lingering in her lower taste buds.
She wheezed and whimpered only barely catching her breath, before his hands were at her hip and ankle, goading her onto her back with a gentle shove. She compliantly rolled over, falling backward onto the couch.
He pulled her to the edge of the cushions and pressed a hand to the back of her thigh practically folding her in half. His impossibly long cock bounced and bobbed between her thighs as he pulled her into position. Raising her ass nearly directly above her head. The thick meaty globes of her ass spread apart beneath their own weight serving up her puffy vulva and her half-fucked puckered little asshole, like a succulent buffet.
Anya shrieked breathlessly, and broke into a fit of giggles, “What are you trying to do?”
Daniel flashed her a sly grin, “…I’m going to cum DEEP in this ass…”
Daniel leaned into her placing one knee on the edge of the couch, before stepping up on the other side to mount her ass.
Anya stared up at him wide-eyed with an anxious grin on her lips. Her stomach tightened. Her thighs were starting to tremble. Her body was contorted, and her knees were pressed alongside her breasts. Her ass couldn’t have looked more sumptuous. Anya grabbed the back of her thighs, as he pushed down on her boot-clad ankle, ratcheting up her ass just an inch closer to his still slippery cock head. His dick was poised directly at the tiny little sphincter.
Anya watched with manic anticipation. A puddle of pussy nectar seeped out of her pooling briefly in between the puffy mounds of her labia before streaming down her pubis, and then down her belly before overflowing her navel and streaming into the hollow of her throat.
“Fuck…” Anya groaned, she had never seen anything so hot in her life.
The head of his dick pushed against the quivering, resisting pucker of her anus. He leaned forward, one hand gripping the base of his cock, and the other pressing her ankle into the cushioned back of the couch. He simply sunk forward, and gradually the little orifice caved in behind the pressure of his cock.
Anya’s eyes somehow widened further. She exhaled in a shaking whine as more and more of the lengthy cock disappeared inside her. Halfway in, he released his cock and let gravity take over the plunge. The broad rounded edges of her ass gently tapped against his hips as they fell into position.
Despite feeling utterly impaled with dick she only winced when his cock came cramming against what felt like her diaphragm. Her chest began to spasm.
Her hips writhed, and her weighty ass wobbled which caused her whole body to tremble. His cock stirred through her guts like an extra-long muddler designed for a particularly hot and sticky cocktail. Each breath caused a dull pain in her sides followed by a gentle tingling sensation.
Her lungs felt tight. Her cheeks were flushed, and she could barely think. The explosion of pressure in her tight little asshole made it impossible to hold on to thoughts for more than a second or two.
Still, she felt her lips move, her voice strained and overtaken by lust, “….holy-shit… You’re-so-deep…”
They held each other gaze, their breathing near in sync.
“You took all of it… like a good girl,” he agreed.
“You’re so deep… you could cum into my soul…” She teased.
She felt Daniel twitch inside of her and it made her quiver. He smiled, “you’re so fucking hot…”
Before she knew what was happening he had fallen on her lips. The kiss was feverish and needy. She felt connected to him in some twisted and endless loop. His cock stuffed deeply in one end, and his tongue in the other.
Her skin was electric, as they devoured each other mouths. Never breaking away when his hips pulled back, his cock withdrawing nearly an inch from her greedily clinging sphincter before he fell back down. The first thrust in this new position felt like a gut punch, but beyond initial pain was that same achy jolt of pleasure she experienced before. She mewed into his mouth. The next thrust was just as short but not near as painful and it reverberated through her in delicate waves of pressure.
She kissed him desperately, as he moved in her. Their tongues danced together between carnal gasps of lust. The air was nearly forced from her lungs as his thrusts grew longer and more deliberate. He only broke their kiss to gain leverage, fucking her ass with such a force her head began to bounce against the couch cushion.
She was panting between wet guttural whimpers. His sweat-slicked forehead was inches away from hers. The head of his cock slid back, nearly popping through her straining sphincter before he slammed his length back into her. She had to muffle her screams by pressing her lips together.
Every long backstroke made her pussy spasm and then spurt. Sending another tablespoons worth of syrupy nectar from out of her pussy and down her torso. Sometimes she gushed splashing her chin and face, swallowing the citrus-flavored pussy juice as she gasped and moaned. The release was coupled with orgasmic convulsions that made her whole body twitch and squirm and tremble.
She was in such awe of experience that she was only passively aware of pain stabbing through her bowels, and a burning sting centered around her overstuffed sphincter. It was all just exquisitely melded with intensely tingling pleasure between a string of gut-tightening orgasms.
Despite going completely untouched, her pussy was thrilled. Anya was always a bit submissive, and this was simply a new level for her. It was domination, intimacy, pain, and pleasure rolled into one intense experience. She found herself looking up at Daniel, her eyes nearly rolling back towards her head as she tried to study his expression. Her brows furrowed, she felt her asshole spasm, milking his cock as it harrowed through her. Agonizing cramps began to jolt through her stomach.
Her heels bounced and trembled above his shoulders. His eyes were glazed over, his lips parted, and she could feel the heat of his breath as he moaned.
Her pussy was spurting and leaking like a broken spigot, bathing her in its warm slippery nectar. Streams of the fluid were leaking over the edges of the couch. Anya’s thoughts flickered out. Daniel’s thrusts were shorter. She felt his dick begin to twitch, followed by a deeper heat pouring into her. She felt his body jolt, he nuzzled his face against hers.
“I’m-gonna-cum…” he announced in a heavy whisper.
“Yea…. make me yours Danny… cum-in-this-fat-ass…” Anya purred through a breath breathy moan.
Daniel groaned into her ear. She left his cock lurch. It felt like a lightning traveled down her spine. He was pounding into her deep, hard, and her hips bucked to meet his thrusts. Every sensation was ratcheted up to a thousand, and the heavy intense pain in her guts imploded, followed by an explosion of pressure. The feeling was so intense Anya blacked out a moment, her asshole blissfully clinching on Daniel’s invading cock as his orgasm struck. He pumped into her, his cock twitching several times as he shot ropes of cum into her hungry bowels. Anya shrieked, hot tears were on her cheeks, and she was so overwhelmed she began to sob and laugh as she trembled in his embrace.
After several thrusts, he stopped. Collapsing on her and breathing heavy.
“That was amazing…” he sighed.
She was still sighing and sobbing when after he slid his half-faded cock free. She could taste it as he dragged his cock through her. The saltiness of his cum, the sharp, earthy bitterness clinging to his cock. The tip was still oozing drips of pristine white cum, but nearly the entire length was glistening and slimy with the remnants of what was probably her breakfast. The sight made her cheeks burn, but she was still too breathless to speak.
Daniel didn’t seem to notice or he simply didn’t care. “Okay…” He sighed, “let’s get you fixed.”
“…fixed…” Anya repeated in a whisper, “yea… but I also may have some requests?”
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