In Heat

When Steve had headed off to the desert to take part in a dune buggy rally one month ago, he could not have possibly imagined himself in this kind of situation. For one thing, he wasn’t used to wearing such tight and constricting clothes, like the expensive suit he now wore. The tie was really stifling him in the desert heat. Unfortunately, his beloved cargo shorts had long since disappeared from this world. An accident led to him being hopelessly lost amongst the desolate sands, with seemingly little hope of being discovered by mankind. Luckily for him, these sands weren’t quite as dead as was commonly thought. Inspecting his reflection in the clear waters of the oasis, Steve figured he looked better than you’d expect someone lost in the desert to appear. The “Castaway”, the rugged, sandy, stubble was definitely a look that suited him. He looked more mature than your average twenty-two year old, or so he told himself. Once his little vanity check was complete, Steve filled an old bucket with water, and hauled it away, his other hand tugging at his collar in irritation.

Sighing and grumbling to himself, Steve walked into a large, open sandy plain, and stomped his rather clean looking boot on the ground three times. This was truly the most unbelievable part of his experience. Sometimes Steve still wondered if she was really a mirage of some kind. Such an incomprehensible, beautiful creature couldn’t possibly be real… Steadying himself as the ground shook, Steve looked ahead with a rather blank expression as an enormous, monstrous worm arose from the sand. Shaking the fine grit from its dark, armoured carapace, a series of great ruby red eyes opened in succession along the worm’s flanks, focusing upon his tiny form. Steve did not display any kind of fear as the cylindrical creature led down upon the roasting floor, slowly opening its enormous fanged maw, which could comfortably have fit a sizeable car inside.

“You’re late, Sandy. Please, don’t tell me you forgot what day it is today…”

Cool air flowed from within “Sandy’s” cavernous jaws. And what followed was the impossibility that racked Steve’s mind. A large pink, fleshy mass, at first appearing to be the creature’s tongue, soon unfolded into a far more beauteous form. A woman, incredibly voluptuous, rested her elbows between the diamond-like teeth of the beast, her incredibly weighty breasts hanging freely. An unidentified slime dripped over her smooth flesh, strange brown markings and glittering red jewels breaking up her skin. Even a long head of hair, that would have easily reached her wide, womanly hips, seemed to be made of the same squishy flesh as the rest of her body.

“Oohh… umm… I know! It’s been a month since I found you, right? Our anniversary! We should celebrate!”

With her head hanging just in front of Steve’s waist, the girls own little tongue ran over her teeth in anticipation. Such soft teeth were clearly only for display. This girl never had any need for chewing; only swallowing.

“Don’t joke around. You know how important this meeting is, and going to clean you up wether you like it or not!”
Waving the bucket of pure water before her, Sandy gave a momentary pout, before settling back into her characteristic smirk.

“Oh my, Steve, you’re such a pervert~ You want to scrub down every, last, inch, of my body~? Letting your hands roam as they please, all over my juicy, fertile, womanly curves?”

Raising herself up, the girl ran her hands down her body, caressing her massive breasts, stroking her slender tummy, and flowing down past her broad hips. Steve took a step closer to her, careful not to spill the precious water.

“I guess you could say that.”

Steve took out a cloth, and began to rub down the outer shell of the strange creature, causing Sandy’s erotic expression to fall flat. The enormous external crimson eyes receded as Steve gave the dirty carapace a good scrub down, water droplets glittering in the boiling rays of the sun. Sandy shouted from her comfortable position, as Steve moved further and further down her length.

“Honestly dear, you’re such a tease! You must be boiling in that silly suit… Why don’t you strip off, and jump inside with me? It’s so nice, cool, and cuddly~ We can wrap around each other and get comfy!”

As rapidly as monstrous girls were assimilating into cities around the globe in the modern era, there were some species that quite simply could not live in the same world as humans. Take the elusive Sandworm. This rather frightening looking being lives its entire existence diving through the endless sand dunes of the world’s deserts, using the feminine charms of the tongue-like lady at its core to tempt males to come within its carapace for mating. Such a creature cannot hope to thrive within the concrete jungle that is man’s habitat, making the encroachment of this grey mass into the wilderness a trickier problem than ever before. Ruining the habitat of an endangered species is somewhat more controversial when said species is capable of talking back to you. On this day, human dignitaries were planning to meet with representatives of the indigenous monster population of the desert to discuss such issues. Some were more enthusiastic than others.

“Come on, Sandy, stop it. Don’t you want to do well at this meeting, and keep your desert nice and habitable? Oh, and Annie lent me this suit, so I wouldn’t damage it if I were you. She might curse you in the afterlife or something.”
And so Steve found himself scrubbing down this enormous, slothful creature at the insistence of a rather more hardworking Anubis. Since Sandy was apparently the kind of girl who would just sit in her shell all day if she could, Steve had been asked to clean her up and make sure she attended the meeting. The girl in question crossed her arms over her bountiful chest, with limited success; each hand could barely reach the elbow of the opposite appendage.

“Hmmph, don’t tell me you believe in that magic nonsense! She’s just an overgrown jackal.”

“Well, I for one don’t want to risk my soul on it.”

Soon enough, Steve decided he had done a good enough job on her tough carapace. Returning to her still gaping maw, Sandy jumped up excitedly at the sight.

“Ooh, Ooh, are you coming inside~?” Her belly grumbled as she ran her slender fingers across it. “I’m famished… please, come inside me lots and lots~”

Though his cheeks were rather flushed, Steve didn’t look all too pleased.

“Maybe later, okay? I need to clean your teeth.”

Taking a rather large brush, and some toothpaste, the heavily sweating man began to scrub each of the worm’s oversized teeth in turn. Sandy seemed to enjoy this rather a lot; she lay down on the floor of the mouth, squirming and moaning sensually.

“Ooh, Steve… You’re making me feel all tingly~ You know how to treat a girl!”

Steve had never before realised just how much a girl liked having her teeth brushed. As he stared at the writhing, sticky girl, sounds of dripping and slopping caused him to instinctually jump back. The Sandworm’s trademark slippery lubricant was overflowing from the mouth. From his… extensive experience, Steve found that her insides became wetter and wetter the more aroused she was. Combined with the pink, fleshy folds of the walls, and it really was like…  Well, he wouldn’t have minded, if it weren’t for the fact that Sandworm juices had the unfortunate property of disintegrating clothes. He wept silently for his beloved cargo shorts. As he checked his shoes for damage, Sandy suddenly leapt up, gripping onto great teeth and stretching out her lascivious body as much as she could. Every inch of her body was visible, from her perfect pink pussy to her parted, panting lips; she was dripping all over with lewd juices, filling the hot air with a woman’s scent. She was the perfect image of femininity and fertility.

“Come oonn… forget that boring gathering… I’ll do that thing you love… I’ll let you have your way with my body… I’ll even let you… take me in the butt~ Oh goodness, what are you making a lady say?”

A red flush coloured her wonderfully squeezable cheeks as Sandy shook her hips, a beast in heat, juicy and plump rump jiggling away behind her, the most delicious bait possible. It wasn’t easy, but Steve gritted his teeth and resisted temptation, making countless stupid reasons not to leap into that sex-cave and fill each and every one of her holes until the scorching sun finally set.

“Somehow… it’s not the same when I know your ass is just another hole to tempt me with. And I’m not letting you forget the meeting to laze around, that’s final! Besides, Annie wi-”

Sandy’s eyes sank with every word, until her massive jaw slammed shut with incredible force, scaring Steve for the first time in weeks and interrupting his poorly developed train of thought. Muffled sniffling sounds could be heard from within the impenetrable shell.

“Ohh… Sorry my bum can’t compete with that Anu-butt-slut! Sorry for wanting to snuggle with you! Go to your precious meeting with Annie, I don’t care anymore!”

The baking heat of the desert assaulted Steve from all directions, locked away from his desert saviour, as the clock counted coldly down to the time of the conference.

[ UPDATE ]

Steve glanced at his rather cheap looking watch. Cheap looking perhaps, but it had survived this whole desert survival escapade, and that made it a hundred times better than some priceless Kobolt trinket. He was the kind of guy who didn’t throw away and objects that had served him well, his trusty cargo shorts, his chipped watch, or the goggles he had worn in his very first casual race over a decade ago. He was the kind of man who would rather take a needle and thread to a torn shirt than buy a new one. And he was definitely not the kind of person to walk away from the girl who had saved his life. Gently rubbing his hand up and down the impenetrable carapace, Steve thought about what he should say.

“Sandy… can you hear me?” He really wasn’t cut out for this. He was no poet, and talking about mushy stuff like feeling was embarrassing. “Sorry for being so cold. I just don’t want you to regret missing this. After all, this desert is the place we met, and for it to become some soulless oil pipeline or something… It would really suck.”

The sounds of sobbing had stopped echoing inside the spacious cavity. It seemed Sandy was at least listening to him, though Steve really wished he could have seen her face.

“And you know, I was just joking about that butt thing. I took it too far though, sorry. For the record, I think you have the nicest damn butt in this desert. Or anywhere.”

He scratched at his cheek idly, as it flushed deeper shades of red. Steve looked down to see the monstrous mouth open just a tiny crack, and one watery red eye peeking out at him.

“Thank you for saving my life, Sandy. I owe it to you. And I want to spend it in, I mean, with you. So please, open up, and let me see you smile again?”

Aw jeez, this was just getting plain cheesy, not to mention embarrassing. He delicately put his fingers in the gap, offering them to the girl. Rather than a lewd session of hand holding however, Steve was rather shocked when he was swiftly swept off of his feet, and dragged inside the suddenly gaping maw, which was just as soon again shut behind him.

“Talking about a girl’s butt isn’t normally how you apologise to her.”

The sticky fluids kept Steve quite firmly in place as Sandy pressed down on his shoulders, not to mention eating away at his expensive suit; the thought of want Annie would do when she found out left his mind as fast as it entered. In seconds, both Sandy and Steve were fully naked in each other’s embrace. Her expression seemed to be slowly returning to her usual lusty smile.

“Are you sure? I think it’s almost worked for me.”

Sandy gave an exaggerated sigh in response, her hot breath steaming up in the humid cave.

“You’re just lucky you’re a damn lot cuter than you are eloquent. C’mere~”

His flushed cheeks soon found themselves assaulted by a quick flurry of kisses from the soft and sticky lips of his partner, carrying with them a rather arousing scent that filled his nose, and threatened to wipe all thought from his head.

“But-“He attempted to interrupt between passionate smooches. “-Meeting-“

“You’re not going anywhere until you’ve really pleased me! Then I’ll forgive you for being so silly. It’s not like you can escape anyway~”
Giggling happily, in a way that sent Steve’s heart racing, the girl tightened her grip on her prey. It was a little frightening how easily and happily she could voice such worrying situations. Or exhilarating, depending on how you saw it. Given the way Steve’s hands reached for her plump butt, sinking into the sticky flesh, it was pretty obvious he felt excited. An ear-pleasing moan echoed throughout the cave.

“Oh~ What is it with you and butts, hmm? I heard guys were supposed to be obsessed with these, but you’re just ignoring them~”
Her massive mammaries shook right in front of Steve’s face as Sandy teased him, prompting an immediate reaction. Nestling his head in her cavernous cleavage, Steve’s tongue set to work lapping at her breasts, the combination of juices and flesh filling his mouth with pleasure. Just as quickly, Sandy responded by pulling her arms around his back, and hugging him tightly, pressing him into her cushion of a body.

“Yes, this is more like it! I don’t ever want to let you go! Come on, fill me up, over and over~! Let’s exhaust ourselves in our sticky love cave, just the two of us, until we’re panting and sweating!”
Steve’s mouth was too busy working towards her erecting nipples for comment.

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Annie shifted in her chair. It wasn’t just that sitting in front of some irritated businessmen was a pretty uncomfortable situation to be in, her Sphinx companion’s riddles doing little to stay their impatience. But in addition, it was also a little painful to be sitting down. If she didn’t find herself a man soon, it seemed her nightly routine was only going to get more and more extreme. And on top of that, her mother was always nagging at her to get off her butt and find a good husband. Annie grimaced at the thought as she tugged the hem of her ceremonial dress. It wasn’t fair, that damn lazy Sandworm had fine breeding stock literally just roll into her mouth. Still, she had a feeling that Steve wasn’t a slob like Sandy. Annie had got the feeling that maybe, just maybe, Steve was a rather more professional sort of person, that there was a spark between them. And so, perhaps soon, she might be able to get her big fluffy paws on-

The ground rumbled and shook. The meeting was taking place inside a tent upon the sands, in order to compensate for the final guest. Whilst the human dignitaries looked around with fearful expressions, and their bodyguards pointed their handguns at the ground in a panic, Annie and the Sphinx simply sighed. About damn time. Relieved, Annie couldn’t help but chuckle at the human’s behaviour. The cause of this rumbling was quite harmless. Besides, those paltry little toys couldn’t hope to dent its shell. It was a rather futile display, really.

The rumbling tunneller poked its head just above the sand, so as not to cause the humans any further panic, before its jaws opened, in a manner akin to a beautiful flower. Sticky, fragrant juices dripped out from between those pristine teeth, and slowly, a beautiful, and quite naked, woman arose from within. Only her chest and above were visible, and the men were certainly taking the opportunity to get a good look. As glad as she was to see Sandy present and mostly presentable, Annie really wished they could have done something about her nudity, but no clothes she could find would stay on that… that shameless body. Sandy gave a breathy sigh, flashed a beautiful smile, and spoke in a flowery voice.

“Sorry I’m late~ Shall we get all this work over with?”

Whilst the men gave hushed nods and murmurs of agreement, Annie didn’t waste a moment in questioning the slothful girl.

“Sandy? Where is Steve? Wasn’t he supposed to be accompanying you?”

To that, Sandy merely gave a knowing glance towards her rival, puffing out her colossal chest and grinning widely. Chuckling in that strangely breathless, and breath taking, fashion, she gave her answer.

“Oh, Steve isn’t coming~! Isn’t coming here anyway, teehee~”

Suddenly, a shiver visibly travelled up Sandy’s spine, causing Annie to raise her eyebrow. The meaty Sandworm retreated a little into her shell, and whispered, just barely audible to the unimpressed Anubis.

“H-Hey, silly, stop it! They’re gonna notice if you keep that up!”

A second later, Sandy popped back out, a shaky grin on her face as her fingers gripped onto her carapace for support. A faint, barely visible blush never left her pink cheeks for the entire meeting.
Annie’s face fell completely flat as she put two and two together. Well, she thought to herself with a glum expression, looks like my search for a husband is back to square one. As the conference steadily progressed under the desert sun, all Annie could think about was how much her poor, abused, butt was aching.