Maid of Breath

John walked uncertainly after the cueball-headed host, as the two of them walked through the green corridors. "uh. sorry if this seems like an insensitive question, but... aren't you my enemy? and also, you know, supposed to be dead?" The area was strange. All the furniture was an eye-splitting green color, unpleasant to look at. He couldn't quite remember how he'd gotten here. He frowned. "hey, i'm not dead, am i?"

"Neither of us is dead, at the moment." the first guardian said. Well... That was not strictly true. 'Said' implies sound, the movement of a mouth, that sort of thing. The first guardian didn't have a mouth, and he didn't speak. Instead, the words appeared in John's recent memory, as though he remembered them being said. It wasn't a pleasant experience. "I am not slated to die for countless eternities yet to come. And neither of us could kill the other. I could inconvenience you greatly, but I am here to make you an offer, instead. My master has always been fond of putting others to work for him. You are here because you have certain needs, which I am prepared to fulfill, in exchange for a small cost."

John raised an eyebrow slowly. "well, i gotta say, that all sounds about as shady as anything possibly could. don't you, like, hit on little girls and stuff, you weirdo?"

The First Guardian snorted. "Nonsense. I am a perfect host. I also do not have a gender, or sexual desires. I am a monster, Heir of Breath; Just not that kind of monster. No, everyone I have to offer for you is of an age that would be considered legally capable of consent in your home state on that planet of yours that now is dead and gone. I am, after all, a perfect host." The doctor stopped in front of a door, seemingly considering it. He tapped an area which, on a face that wasn't a perfect sphere, might be approximated to the chin. "Yes, I think this is just right for you."

John frowned. "who is it, and why, exactly, do you think I'm not going to just skedaddle with my breath of time powers and take them with me?" he asked, crossing his arms. "i can do that kind of thing, you know. i've run away from at least two other first guardians successfully. you guys aren't as awesome as you think you are!"

The doctor laughed pleasantly. There was a certain southern twang to his voice, which was weird, considering Alternia probably didn't- John corrected himself. Alternia probably DID have a Troll South. They had a Troll Japan, apparently. They would absolutely have a Troll South. "As it happens, I have considered that possibility. The long answer is, you would be doing them more harm than good. Their adventures have come to an end. They would be doomed, outside of the safe confines of these halls. The alpha timeline would exact its savage cost on them. They would die. And none of them are particularly interested in dying. Second, because of their nature, they would not be able to survive long in any regard. They require sex, as you might require food, or I might require badly drawn puppet porn."

John frowned. "and the short answer?"

"This one cannot be taken anywhere they do not want to go. They were a great hero, once. They could change the course of history, and could escape any foe. Tragically, a mistake with their transport brought them to a... corrupting place. Rather like one of those Trickster Jujus, it took root in their session, and spread itself throughout. He was quite a powerful warrior once, I think you two would have gotten along well. But now, he has been softened by the blow his ego has taken. He could not save his friends from the transformation, and he eventually gave into the change himself. The Maid of Breath is more interested in delicate dresses and soft finery now, and being penetrated. I think you shall find it an interesting experience. Ha ha ha. Hee hee hee. Ho ho ho." With that, the Doctor turned, and walked away, leaving John standing in front of the door, staring at the large white rabbit ears and the stopwatch. Then something occurred to him.

"wait a second- a guy? hey, doc, I'm not-!" He frowned. Doc Scratch had disappeared. And now, the door was slowly opening. With a rusty creak, it swung open. And John stared, his jaw dropped.

Inside the door stood... Well, it wasn't exactly him. The other person was about a foot shorter than him. The other John had a pair of adorable white bunny ears, the right one flopped forward, the left standing up straight. He reached up to correct the right one, standing it up straight. After a couple of seconds, it flopped back down. He frowned, pouting. "oh, that darn thing! it just won't stay up straight! so, you're me, huh?" The bunny boy looked him up and down. Without the warning about the other boy's gender, John wouldn't have realized they were a boy. The rabbit-boy's face was sweet and soft, his cheeks round, his lips plump, his eyes unusually large, the same sky blue as John's own eyes. Wearing a pair of large spectacles, the bunny-boy's eyes seemed even larger.

He was wearing a small white-and-blue blouse, hanging over his shoulders, covering his flat chest. From the waist down, his body was more like that of a giant rabbit, his ass noticeably large and curvy, a small cotton-puff tail sticking out from it. His thighs were extremely large, and covered in an exquisitely soft fur, which reached all the way down to his toes. "are you just going to stare, there, or are you going to come on in and fuck me silly, stud?" the bunny-boy asked. A wide grin was on his face, showing off a pair of buck teeth. His skin was smooth, and he had a physique that was more feminine, curvy, than muscular. Even John's own wiry frame was more obviously masculine than the bunny-boy's.

"look- wait, what? when did you turn, um..."

"gay? i was always kind of a fag~" John went bright red. "oh, come on, you can't tell me you didn't always think dave was kind of cute! and his big bro, rowrrr..."

"it's not that! that's- It's not a very polite thing to call someone, even yourself!" John said, flushing. He was trying, very hard, not to engage with that comment about Dave's Bro. Or, for that matter, the comment about Dave. It wasn't that he had anything against homosexuals! But it was slightly disconcerting to see an alternate him who was into guys. It brought up- Well, uncomfortable thoughts.

"awwww, you know, that's a pretty sweet thing to say! but i kind of like the word. it makes me feel really... bad~" The rabbit boy grabbed John's hands, and with surprising mangrit, tugged the Heir of Breath into the room. They tumbled backwards, and John found himself lying on top of the other, more feminine boy, on top of a large, extraordinarily soft mattress. The Were-rabbit smelled so good. His fur was soft, fluffy, and smelled of fresh-cut grass, and a slightly animal musk, just a touch fruity. John realized that he was starting to get aroused, and scrambled to his feet quickly, pulling out of the bunny boy's firm grasp.

"l-look! i'm here to save you, okay? we can figure out a way to get everyone out of here, so that we can all safely escape. i know there's some trouble with the alpha timeline, but- there's got to be a way to fix things! a way that's better than just being stuck here, having to whore yourself out-"

The bunny boy giggled. "slut, actually! whores charge money. we don't! we get what we need from the sex, y'know?" He grinned, giving John a salacious look, as his eyes drifted down John's body. "i'm not really interested in leaving! i just wanna stay here, and have lots of fun with all of the big, strong, handsome guys who come by..." His hand moved up, reaching for John's groin, and John pulled away, swallowing hard, as he did his best to stay out of reach of the were-rabbit. It was a disquieting situation, to find himself needing to avoid getting pounced by himself. He was sure he wasn't gay, but... The other John was just so damn girly. It was a little hard to turn him down. The bunny boy gave him an appraising look. "but... maybe we can make a deal, huh? we'll see which of us has stronger feelings about this, okay?" The bunny boy's grin grew wide. "if you let me give you a blowjob, for ten minutes... we'll see. if you cum, then you've got to come back and visit me regularly, and let me ride on your dick, alright? but, if you don't cum, then i'll help you out in whatever ridiculous plan you have. this should be no big deal, right? if you're not gay, you won't enjoy it, and it'll be really easy to win?"

John swallowed, hard. That logic... broadly made sense. But looking at those pursed lips, he had a nasty little feeling that it wasn't going to be nearly as easy as the cute rabbit boy made it sound. He shook his head, realizing he'd just described his own alternate self as 'cute'. "uh..." He swallowed, hard. The rabbit boy's expression was making him feel strange stirrings.

"what, you're not gay, are you, john?" The bunny boy asked, his blue eyes glittering as he leaned closer. John stepped away, and fell back, landing on the bed on his ass, cornered. The bunny boy leaned in close, his eyes warm and eager. "come on, it'll just take a little bit... and it'll only be gay if you like the way it feels..." he purred, his teeth clicking together. John remembered a brief period where he'd been interested in rabbits. Clicking their teeth together was kind of like a purr. He flushed, as he felt the cute femboy's hands rubbing on his thighs gently.

"alright. fine. ten minutes. do you have-" The bunny boy smiled, as he took out a large golden watch. John took it, and clicked the watch open, checking the time. "you have ten minutes, starting now-"

The bunny boy had tugged open his pants. John watched, with a combination of fascination and nervous tension, as the bunny boy slowly wrapped a hand around John's erection. The cute boy's fingers were smooth and delicate, his skin pale pink, and very soft. The warmth was rather satisfying, and John's erection was soon throbbing, looking quite large against the hand of the were-rabbit. The cute femboy's nose was pressed up against the tip of John's cock, his breath coming in and out in quick huffs, taking deep breaths of the smell of John's body. The bunny-boy had a slightly silly expression on his face, drooling slightly, little drops of his saliva dripping off of his tongue and onto John's balls. They were exquisitely warm, and to John's horror, a bit of precum beaded at the tip of his cock.

With a loud, wet slurp, the bunny licked the tip of his cock clean, saliva drooling out across his shaft. A wet moan filled the air, as the bunny boy reached down between John's legs, cupping and stroking his balls. John was hardly experienced, but he knew this was a good blowjob. He was already having trouble focusing. He kept trying to think of things that would distract him from how pleasurable this felt. He did his best to keep his mind on how important it was to rescue everyone. "boy, and i haven't even put it in my mouth yet!"

John looked down. The cute bunny boy was looking up at his eyes. Soft, blue, and pretty, John nearly blew his load making eye contact. The look of tender desire in the other boy's eyes was a little bit overwhelming. He looked up immediately, and the were-rabbit giggled. "jeez, you know, for someone who's claiming he's not a homosexual, you're sure enjoying this a lot!"

There was a loud slurping sound. John risked another glance down. The bunny boy was making slurping noises, his cheeks bulging a little bit. Then, his mouth closed around John's dick. The warm, wet saliva filling his mouth was intense, warmed to body temperature, and pleasurably tingly. The bunny boy's cheek bulged out as he pushed the tip of John's cheek into it, making his cheeks bulge obscenely. The bunny boy held the base of John's cock with one hand, the other stroking his balls, stabilizing them. Then, he began to thrust his head back and forth, taking that thick shaft deep into his mouth, slurping and sucking obscenely on the tip of John's cock.

The experience was intense. John could feel precum squirting into the bunny-boy's mouth. Holding out as that elastic cheek stretched around the tip of his cock was almost impossible. He flipped open the watch, doing his best to check it without looking at the obscene spectacle of his alternate self, gorging on cock. He only had a minute more to go. He could do this. He took a deep breath, and steeled himself.

The other boy had one last dirty trick up his sleeve. He pulled back until only the tip of John's dick was in his mouth. Then, the bunny boy thrust his face forward. John gasped, as the bunny boy's mouth pressed into John's groin. The soft, fluffy ears were tickling John's stomach, soft and sweet. John grabbed them instinctively, trying to pull the boy back, but a moan raised into the air. They must have been terribly sensitive. John could feel the tight throat, wrapped around his cock, the bunny boy shoving his face firmly against John's groin.

John came. His cock throbbed, as a torrent of spunk poured down the bunny boy's throat. It took nearly five seconds for the pulsing to stop, finally letting go of the were-rabbit's ears. The other John pulled off, slowly, swallowing every couple of seconds, as squirts of spunk splattered into his mouth. He pulled off slowly, letting out a satisfied sigh, grinning up at John. He laid a few gentle licks along the base of John's cock, cleaning it slowly with his delicate, pink tongue. The clock struck ten minutes.

"well, i guess that's my win." The bunny boy was grinning cheekily, as he pressed his face into John's crotch, his smile pornographic. "thanks, you were really tasty! i guess this is kind of weird... but i like weird." The were-rabbit stood up, that curvaceous ass plopping into John's lap. "you're going to come back and visit me again, aren't you?" he asked, his voice soft, seductive.

John made a break for it. Dumping the bunny boy onto the bed, he ran as hard as he could, unzipping his pants. Even as he did, he could feel his own excitement. A part of him knew that he'd want it again. That he'd want more from the cute were-rabbit. And that when he did, he would come back to this place, to try to get it.

He had no idea how he was going to explain this to Karkat.