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Inversions: Chapter 4 - The Lover
🕑 Added 2023-03-01 14:09:55 +0000 UTChihi! this is the first early peek at my upcoming work, chapter 4 of Inversions! it's just a short one, so I'm going to put out the fifth and final chapter before the end of the month, both here and then on AO3. in the meantime, enjoy!
Janaya has a little problem. Well, really, it's a big problem... her microdick-loving girlfriend is absolutely disgusted by her new cock! Which is a shame, because Janaya's new 'friend' needs constant attention...~
“Hey, um, babe? Could you… help me out, again?” Janaya bit her lip, hovering in the doorway to the gloomy living room. It was late evening, and the only light in the room came from the TV. On the couch, her girlfriend, Mallory, was lounging, her steely grey hair fanning out behind her. Rain softly drummed against the windows, filling the silence for several seconds.
“Ugh… again?” she groaned, looking back over her shoulder at Janaya, her nose wrinkling. Janaya squirmed, lifting up her skirt… and revealing that underneath, her thin, pastel-pink panties were almost soaked through with precum. The fabric clung to a thick, twitching, obscene outline in her underwear
“S-sorry… I promise, this is the last time tonight…” Janaya avoided eye-contact with Mallory, knowing as well as she did that it probably wouldn’t be. Mallory sighed.
“Fine… whatever, just get over here…” Janaya tried not to come across as too eager as she shuffled across to Mallory, who sat up on the couch, her pyjamas rustling as she wrapped her fingers around Janaya’s cock, drawing a needy little gasp from the blonde as Mallory’s cool acrylic nails pressed against the aching meat.
“Th-thank you…” Janaya whimpered, her only reply being her girlfriend’s bored, contemptuous silence. She glanced up at the TV, and bit her lip, feeling a tug of guilt in her gut. Mallory was already looking back at the TV too, idly jerking Janaya off with one hand while the other slipped back into her pyjamas, palming her cunt as she watched the porn of cute, tiny-dicked girls having wholesome, loving sex with their partners! Janaya looked away. Until just a week ago, she and Mallory had been just like this. Janaya had always been insecure about how laughably undersized her cock was, suffering rejection after rejection from dozens of girls for her cute little two-incher, before meeting Mallory. Mallory, it turned out, had a huge fetish for small cocks, and for a while she and Janaya had been the perfect match for one another…
“Ugh… look at this thing… it’s fucking ruined …” Mallory sneered, her eyes flicking back and forth between the tiny cocks on the TV, and her girlfriend’s oversized womb-wrecker. Janaya tried desperately to suppress a moan. Seven days ago, like everyone else with a cock, Janaya had been unexpectedly swapped around on the spectrum of sizes. A few years earlier, she would have punched the air at her good fortune. But now…
Undersized. Premature. Cute . That was what Mallory loved in a cock. And Janaya’s new stupid, bloated bitchbreaker wasn’t any of those things! Worse still, her stamina was through the roof, and her loads had gone from thin, watery little spurts to ultra-virile loads, so she was almost constantly horny and leaking, leaving her no choice but to ask her girlfriend to help her out.
“I-I’m sorryy…” Janaya whined, her hips bucking into Mallory’s hand. Ugh. It felt good, but it wasn’t enough. Her eyes fixed on Mallory’s lips, coated in purple gloss. The kind she used to use to leave kisses all over Janaya’s cute little sack. Sh-she needed-
“Ew, get that thing away from me!” Mallory recoiled in disgust, still not missing a beat as she continued to jerk Janaya off. With a start, Janaya snapped out of her trance. Fuck. That was another thing. Without even thinking, she had started pushing her cock right up into Mallory’s face, practically demanding a blowjob, when Mallory had already repeatedly told her that she would never let this thing inside her… whatever changes had been made to her had come with a much more intense need to breed with her new cock, one which Mallory found perverse and disgusting.
“Ngghh… I’m really sorry Mal…” Janaya squirmed, unconvincing as her cock pumped out thick globs of pre onto Mallory’s arms, staining her pyjamas.
“B-but could you please… um… use both hands…? I-I promise it’ll make me finish faster…” Mallory took her gaze away from her beloved half-impotent micrococks long enough to look up at Janaya as if her girlfriend was something she had stepped in, before sighing and pulling her hand out of her panties.
“Fine… I’ll indulge whatever selfish requests you have if it means you can just finish and then leave me alone…”
Janaya tried to apologise again, but was cut off by a humiliating whine as Mallory upped her pace, mercilessly jerking her off. Janaya’s legs shook, and she found her eyes drawn to the way Mallory’s tits jiggled lewdly in her pyjamas, the fabric already stretched thin by her girlfriend’s belly and struggling to contain her milkers. Mallory caught her gaze, and flashed Janaya a look of pure, undiluted venom.
“Seriously? It’s not enough to make me jerk you off? You have to stare at me like a fucking creep, too? Like I’m just meat, rather than a girl you love?” her expression twisted into a cruel, mocking smirk. Janaya gasped, feeling her balls drawing up.
“I guess that’s all I am to you now. Breedmeat. Your stupid dick has made you a totally inadequate girlfriend who can only view me as a fleshlight for your pleasure, right?~” she asked, clearly revelling in Janaya’s blushing, stammering denials.
“I-I didn’t mean to, I’m sorry, I just, you’re so h-hot and-”
“Save it, loser. Just cum already.”
Janaya’s objections died in her throat as Mallory’s cold, dispassionate order finally finished her off. With a squeal, she emptied her new, huge nuts all over Mallory’s face, leaving dark, heavy stains in her girlfriend’s pyjamas. The tap tap tap of the rain on the window filled the air as both women got their breath back. For a moment, Mallory’s smirk melted into a more genuine smile for a moment.
“Was that all ok sweetie? Nothing was too mean?”
Janaya shook her head, smiling back.
“N-no, it was r-really great… th-thanks for agreeing to try this with me…”
That smirk again. Janaya was totally helpless to that smirk.
“Mmm… guess I should have figured a former limp-dick like you would be such a masochist. See you in an hour for your next milking, ‘stud’~”
