223. The Battle of Five-ish Armies, Part 8 [Cottontail, R-18]

"You're getting turned on. I feel it too." And I do. Tygge is much taller than me, with breasts larger than my head, curves to die for, and there's a fact I can't ignore. She's covered from head to heel with deadly maws along the segmented lines of her sleek, black carapace. This is one of the deadliest predators I've ever met. 

That's so. Fucking. Hot.

There's always been something wrong with me that I find the people who can snap me up in one bite irresistibly sexy. Alex has made it clear to me that she's okay with my playing prey as long as there's enough of me left to come home to her at the end of the day.

"No drawing blood, no swallowing me, and, if you need to bite," I blush, "Be gentle~" Why does the look of dissatisfaction on her face make me strain against my panties? No, I need to teach her to be good. "Remember what happened yesterday? I can't heal myself like that again." At least, I'm not confident I can do it reliably without a Sympathetic link to Alex. "If you eat me up, there won't be anything left to play with tomorrow."

"You... You want to play with me tomorrow?!?" Her obsidian eyes gleam with unshed tears above me. The girl is clearly touched by my sentiment. 

"Of course," I say as I place my hands on her hips, my head level with her tummy. I'm putting my life on the line, here. "You're a good girl inside, aren't you?"

Tygge runs the smooth palms of her carapace-covered hands across the length of my arms. Her touches are firm and eager like closing jaws, making me shiver with goosebumps. "I've never had a playmate last before..." the Horror says with consideration as if mentally picking through her history. Then her grin returns with a vengeance, her eyes lidded with burgeoning lust. "Though I've never met anyone like you before either, Cottontail! These new feelings you're stirring up are making me the most excited I've ever felt! Maybe you're right about this making sex, er, 'love' thing. I promise not to eat you..." She sniffs the air above me hard, breathing deeply, and gives a massively pent-up stuttering sigh. "But your scent is driving me crazy! I need to taste you right now!"

Tygge picks me up as her torso splits open, bearing a maw as large as me.

A huge tongue emerges to slather my corset teddy in saliva. She growls with dissatisfaction. "This thing is in the way!"

She embraces me, and I'm assailed by a dozen mouths biting with their sharp teeth... tearing into my outfit. 

*Rip!* *Rip!* *Rip!* *Munch!* *Munch!*

In a flash, my corset teddy is devoured, my hat and magic glasses carelessly fallen to the wayside, leaving me nude except for my bowtie and cufflinks. My bitty titties, erect clitty, and small purse of family jewels are fully on display. "Slow down; I'm not going anywhere. Savor the moment." Tygge's jaws clatter in chorus with self-imposed restraint. She's practically vibrating in place! I can barely imagine the effect I'm having on her. "Let me touch you?"

"A-alright."

My curious hands land on her chest, feeling their way along the top of her breasts before tracing down to the hard nubbins where her nipples would be. Her carapace is hard, cool, and smooth. It's a texture that reminds me of Spindle's abdomen; how strange to find it here. Pressing my fingers against the tips reveals a split along the middle that opens slightly, revealing pink flesh and admitting my diminutive digits. There's suction! My hands sink in to be enveloped in warm, pillowy softness.

"Mnn, ngh!" Tygge squirms and moans cutely at my exploration.

Something slippery and agile finds my questing fingers, coils around them, and prods my palms. Her breasts are mouths, too, I realize. If I poke about, I can find teeth politely retracted for my benefit. I'm intrigued, but then a sudden worry enters my mind. Where are Tygge's naughty bits if her whole body is just mouths? Beyond my typical desire to please my partner, this encounter could take an unfortunate turn if I can't find a way to get her off.

My hands answer that question on accident as they idly play with the tongues inside her chest. I grip the oral members in my palms and give a gentle tug. 

"Ahhnn~" Tygge groans as she involuntarily arches her spine, thrusting her breasts at me while pushing my arms deeper inside. My face is burning red. 

I... this kind of recontextualizes how I see Tygge. 

My eyes drop down to the large maw of her open torso and the long, tapered, fat tongue lolling there. I blush even harder. 

She's holding me aloft with her hands under my arms, leaving my paws dangling free. I daintily swing them forward and grip the base of her big tongue between my ankles, stroking. The effect is immediate. Tygge shudders and her torso-tongue snakes up my leg in response. Her face scrunches with needy arousal as the massive tongue coils higher and higher, squeezing my soft thigh in its grip.

The tongue-tip flicks my clitty on accident, inadvertantly collecting a bead of precum. 

I gasp as pleasure shoots into my core at even this light touch. "Aaahhhn!!"

Tygge's eyes go wide at my reaction. Our gazes meet as I turn shy and embarrassed by my disproportionate response. I can only blame how turned on I am right now. I can't help how I am around exceptionally dangerous lovers! She's staring at me in fascination as she puts the pieces together. My partner is naive, not stupid.

She repositions her torso-tongue so my erection presses into the flat of it while her length caresses my sensitive scrotum and the precious jewels inside. I wriggle at her attentions, my thighs clamping hard onto the large tongue as my body moves on its own. It's impossible not to start grinding my clitty into the slippery softness of her oral member. 

"Nnngh, ahhhnnn!" I cry.

Tygge hums with appreciation as more dollops of precum hit her taste buds. "You're so yummy! I'm going to put you in my mouth~"

Her torso snaps closed around mine, though her pointed teeth don't sink into my flesh, their dagger-like tips only pressing gently against my skin. The inner walls of her lower 'mouth' clasp my legs and ass, giving me no way to escape. 

Not that I'd want to. I'm in bliss grinding away as my clitty throbs with gathering energy. 

Tygge grabs my hands now that hers are free and pulls mine from her prodigious rack. Her palms dilate open to swallow my hands and gulp them down the esophagi of her arms. The Horror's eyelashes flutter, momentarily overwhelmed, as she takes the insertions. 

Then she leans forward to push her melons against my smaller tangerines. Her breasts blossom like flowers as they touch my bossom, fully enveloping my modest endowment. Twin tentative titty-tongues tantalize my nipples, shocking both of us with the result.

""Aaahhhnnn!""

Powerful pleasure racks my mind, and I only belatedly realize we're moaning in harmony as clarity returns. Tygge and I look deeply into each other's eyes, hers filling with hunger and lust by the second. We're linked at the abdomen, arms, and breasts. Each point of contact is giving Tygge orgasmic pleasure, and she's licking me like my sweat is a delicacy.

Meanwhile, I'm a total mess. My breath comes in short bursts as I get closer and closer to climax while my clitty jerks impotently against the flat of Tygge's torso-tongue. My breasts are sending spikes of bliss into my brain as the Darkling Horror flicks my nipples repeatedly. 

"Kiss me," I beg. I'm feeling needy. I want her to be even closer.

"Kiss?" She pauses a moment while I'm on the brink, and I wiggle my ass to prompt a restart of her tongue-lashing.

"W-we press our lips together," I explain, desperately lifting my face to hers.

"Sounds nice," she replies, almost as out of it as I am, and leans down. 

Our lips touch, mine soft, hers hard and smooth. Then her mouth opens for a serpentine tongue to aggressively push inside mine. She resumes flicking my nipples as her oral member fills my mouth and coils around my tongue. Tygge's kiss drinks me in like nectar. I can't last any longer.

It all comes to a head as my core overflows and I reach my climax. I scream pleasure into my lover's throat while I cum. Pulses of orgasmic peaks thrum through my being as my clitty squirts the contents of my load all over Tygge's tongue and tonsils. 

"Eh?" Tygge pulls away from our kiss as her tummy mouth processes this new flavor. I feel her swallowing around me. *Gulp!* "Oh. Oh! Ahhn, Cottontail, how are you this tasty?!? I can't get enough! Give me more!"

She redoubles her tongue-lashing on my breasts, her arms slurp me in to the armpits, and her torso-tongue lathers my whole groin. Then her taste buds brush against my backdoor. 

"Sweet?" Tygge's eyes bulge open in excited shock. 

My evolved Anal Adaptations and Alex's Womb Seed have significantly changed my biology. My rectum is now a self-cleaning chamber designed for sex and childbirth, complete with a cervix just beyond my prostate connected to my pregnant uterus and coated with a sterile, sweet-flavored lubricant. It leaks out of me when I'm aroused, making me wet, and broadcasting my natural pheromones that are now amplified by Golden Grove Perfume. Tygge has just detected these facts.

"Even more yummy!?! Gimme gimme more more!" Tygge rudely shoves her massive tummy-tongue up my ass, stretching my rosebud wide open. 

"Aaahhhnnn!!!" A small, feminine climax ripples through me on the heels of the previous clitoral one as Tygge's thick member crams into my ass, smashing into my prostate and cervix. "Ffffuck!" I gasp raggedly. 

Sweet fluids gush from my inner walls to flood my pleasure chamber as I orgasm again and cum leaks from my clitty in a milky stream, my prostate fluttering in the throes of ecstasy. 

"C-C-Cottontail, something is h-happening! I feel good, but there's a p-pressure building inside me! W-what's going on?"

Tygge trembles and moans around me while I try to regain my focus. "You're about to c-climax." I know I'm about to regret my next words. "Just keep doing what feels good until you get there."

Oh, fuck.

The Darkling Horror drags her long tummy-tongue out of my ass only to roughly shove it back in with twice the force. And then she keeps doing that while I continue to cum in spasms and spurts on the huge insertion, shooting rope after rope of cum down her throat long after I thought I should be drained dry. My voice soon goes hoarse from screaming pleasure. 

"C-Cottontail!!! I need to taste every inch of you! I need you inside me right now!"

My cage of black carapace and soft tongues compacts, sealing me in place. Tygge leans over me, enveloping me while her tummy-tongue pounds my ass-pussy relentlessly. 

I can't think straight. I can't see straight. My world narrows to the sensations of constant orgasm as the walls close in. Tygge wraps herself around me tight, tight, tighter, until it seems like she's shrinking. The member in my ass remains just as massive as ever, though. 

It feels like I'm drowning in a forever-deepening sea while the surface grows smaller and smaller until the Horror closes around me. Darkness. I'm held inside her mouth like a bunny bonbon. Then Tygge finally reaches her first-ever cataclysmic orgasm as she hilts her torso tongue in my butt-cunny.

"AAAHHHNNN!!!"

My vision goes white.

I return to myself and find every inch of my body coated in saliva. Undulating walls of flesh grip my arms and legs firmly. Dozens of wet tentacles caress me from ear to paw. There's a massive pulsing member stuck up my ass. That's right. These are all tongues. I'm inside Tygge.

"Hello?" 

"Mmmnnnn~"

The sound of her voice comes from all directions, groaning like she just had an impossibly satisfying meal. Well, as gratified as I am by the sentiment, I have other things to do than be lunch. Alex and Megan need me.

"I think we're done here, if you could let me go...?"

"Nnngh, mmm," Tygge moans. 

Hmm. That didn't seem like a 'No, sorry, I'm going to eat you, actually.' It sounded more like a, 'I just had the best sex of my life and I won't be in a state to think coherent thoughts for the next hour, sorry.'

Wow, I really blew her mind! 

That's not exactly the best news, though. If I could just... 

I struggle against the Darkling Horror's velvet-gloved iron grip. A slit opens to a narrow gap that spills light. I can see outside! Hey, when did I turn around inside Tygge? 

No matter. I think I can pull myself free of this catatonic monster's gullet if I have even a little traction. Maybe resummoning my Stage Magician's Outfit would do the trick? I'm pretty sure it'll not only come back in one piece, but dry. 

With an effort of will, I activate my ability. Nothing happens. Nothing happens!?! Well, nothing I can see. 

"Uhh, nnngh, aaahhhnnn!"

The flesh walls of Tygge's interior rumble and shake as my view of the outside widens. What's going on? Why is it getting tighter in here? 

"Feels... so... good~!!!" Tygge groans in ecstasy as the walls close in. 

She's squeezing on me so hard my head suddenly pops free. Then comes my arms and legs. Huh? I'm not really free, though. Her tongue remains firmly planted in my ass as tongues curl about and caress my breasts, clitty, and family jewels. 

Looking down, I see what I've done even as I sense the link form. My outfit still consists of a black teddy, tailcoat, fishnet stockings, red underbust corset, bowtie, white button up, and cuffs. Add black thigh-high paw-boots to the list, and all the dark elements of my Outfit have somehow changed from cloth to carapace. 

Now that I think about it, I remember Gabby was talking about subordinate bonds when we were helping Bonny form a connection to become her Apprentice. The Goblin Witch was very insistent that monsters are more open to making new bonds, and even overriding previous connections, during their post-orgasmic glow... Could it be that I did this to Tygge on accident after I blew her mind? 

"Mmm, things are always exciting when I'm with you, Cottontail~!"