Opal's Quiver

Tags: Opal, futa, ambiguous gender anon, forced entry. You've been warned.

Opal let fly another arrow at the tremendous bat, poking a hole into its patchwork wingspan. She was wearing it down, but its attacks were pushing her back, closer and closer to a nearby cliff. She stole a peek backwards. She had enough time fore three more shots. If she was going to bring it down, she would need to sink each of them. She braced herself as the bat prepared to swoop at her once again.

Backstep. Knock. Draw. Release. Screech. She'd landed one. It prepared to dive her again.

Backstep. Knock. Draw. Release. Screech. Two. One more would end it.

Backstep. Knock. Draw. Clunk. Something had changed. Opal swung her head around to see a young human who had been climbing the cliff just as it made it to the top. Her shot flew wide. She was out of chances.

The monstrous form dived again, directly at Opal and the terror-struck human. In one swift motion, opal scooped up the human with two arms, drew it close, and dove backwards off of the cliff. She knocked one final arrow and sent it flying into the beast's maw. With the sound of rushing air, it vanished into a rain of crystalline fragments. That's one problem solved. The next problem was about three stories below, and approaching quickly. Opal sheltered the human to the best of her abilities and braced for impact.


Thud. It wasn't as bad as she thought. She'd flipped over in the fall, though, exposing her gems to the hazards below. A hand surveyed the amethyst on her chest. Perfectly intact. Another felt the pearl on her forehead. Less perfect. She ran a finger along a light crack in the pearl. It could have been a lot worse. She could keep this much damage from expanding indefinitely, and healing was close at hand. Until then, she'd need to stay fused and cope with whatever defect may have been produced. Finally, she turned her attention to the human she had saved. She unwound her arms from the creature and lifted herself up. Opal breathed a sigh of relief. The human seemed unharmed, conscious and looking up at her with wide eyes. It was a girl. A boy, maybe? It was so hard to tell, particularly with the younger humans. It was cute, regardless. Suddenly, a jolt between her legs made the nature of her new-found defect all too clear.

Opal's breathing grew heavy as she struggled to keep her mind clear. The sensation of the swelling in her crotch made it a losing battle, at best. She couldn't return to the temple like this. Garnet mustn't see her like this, and the thought of potentially being alone with Steven in this state... A shiver went down her spine. She looked to each side. They were alone. She needed to take care of this now. And this human owed her. Opal looked back down. The human was caged between her arms, unsure of what was going on. It was visibly afraid again however, having picked up on the change in atmosphere. Opal liked that expression. She picked herself up into a kneeling position in front of the human and grabbed it by its shoulders, lifting it into a sitting position. Its head position couldn't be more perfect. A smile drew across Opals lips as her intentions began to dawn on it. Its eyes were fixated on the bulge under her dress. Opal did her best to keep its size under control. She wanted to feel the human with the whole thing, if just barely. Besides, she really didn't want to pull a reverse-Greg.

Opal brushed aside her dress and pulled down her leggings, releasing the beast from its cage. It sprang out at half-mast, less than an inch from the human's cheek. She enjoyed the warmth radiating from the creature for a moment before it started to pull its head away. Calmly, she reached around behind the human's head and held it in place with one giant hand. The human's arms and head were restrained. After a few fruitless attempts to jerk away from the hands, it understood the position it was in. Gently, Opal wrapped her thumb and forefinger around the creature's head to its jaw, and began applying a firm pressure. He didn't want to hurt it, but encourage it to open its mouth, like one would a pet that needs to take a pill. She shuddered as she looked deep into the human's mouth, down to the back of its throat. This was a pill she would enjoy administering.

With her remaining hand, Opal grasped her shaft and guided it to the waiting hole. Electricity seemed to jolt out through her hips. The human had pursed its mouth around her and had begun licking the tip in an attempt to appease her. She let out a gentle moan and released her grip on one of the human's arms, moving to scratch its head for a job well done. Before long, however, that sensation had ceased to be enough. The burning in her loins was no longer quenched by the human's efforts. They were tossing buckets of water at a forest fire. She needed more. Opal raised her hips up, and began guiding her new pet's head up to look at her, straightening out the tunnel from its mouth to its throat. Opal began to thrust. Gently at first, pushing the boundaries of the creature's throat. As it began to gag and jerk away, she clamped down hard. Opal's desperation for release mirrored her human's desperation for air. As the human jerked harder, she would thrust deeper, again and again, feeling its lips give tender kisses to her balls and abdomen. She could feel something welling up from inside, behind her shaft. As she neared release, she began to lose some control over her girth. Her cock swelled. Opal was moaning constantly now, scarcely able to handle the increased sensation as the human's teeth grazed her stem.

The floodgates opened.

Feeling the fluid within her begin to rush towards the exit, Opal withdrew. She left the head firmly in her human's mouth and focused each of her hands on its head. She held it in place and created a seal between its lips and her cock. She spurted again and again into its mouth, filling it with her seed. If it wanted air, it would start swallowing. The human closed its tear-stained eyes and began to swallow. Opal's hips jerked, replenishing mouthful after mouthful as the human swallowed. After each swallow, she would release her grasp on its nostrils, allowing it just enough air to keep going. Finally, her orgasm subsided. Opal gently rocked her hips back and forth, enjoying the vacuum as it swallowed it's last mouthful. Sighing, she released her hold on the human, freeing her member with an audible 'Pop'. She looked down at the human. It stared back up at her like a deer in headlights. It seemed to want to leave, to run, but was unsure of the repercussions it might face for doing so. The fire in her had died down. She could return to the temple now without fear, keep her urges in check until she was healed. And yet...

She was still fully erect. Perhaps she had enjoyed her cleanup for a little too long. And that wide-eyed, teary face staring up at her, she wanted to torment it just a while longer. Perhaps even see it twist with pleasure. Thinking on it, she was no longer so sure she would make it until her healing. It really would be best to be certain. She leaned in and pushed the human onto its back, pinning it by its arms. Her second set of arms dextrously got to work, and in a moment's notice her plaything was naked from the waist down. She admired her conquest's lithe, vulnerable form for a moment, listening to its heartbeat race. After a moment, a stiff breeze prompted her to get started while she was still properly lubricated. She pulled the creature's hips up towards her and firmly pressed herself against them. She felt it yield, and she slowly sank in. The human let out something between a moan and a squeal of surprise. The cute noise seemed to Opal to be the most arousing sound she'd ever heard. She pulled the human up towards her body and held it suspended against her. She pressed its ass down against her again and again, coaxing more noise out of it.

Opal stood up, still waist deep in her human, and turned toward the cliff face. Leaning it against the rock wall, she started thrusting more roughly. The new position scratched all the right itches on her cock. She held the human effortlessly, like a giant fleshlight, turning it to suit her every new whim. Her eyes closed as she got into the rhythm of it. She could feel the pressure building up behind her balls again. Suddenly, she found herself brought back to reality as a hand brushed her face. The human was reaching up towards her for some reason. Did it want to say something? Without missing a beat in her thrusts, Opal lowered her head down towards the human. Without warning, the human leaned in and kissed her with all the energy it could muster. That was enough to send her over the edge. She fell to her knees as she swelled inside it. Her vision went white as she poured more and more into the human. Her arms wrapped the creature in a tight embrace as she fell to her side, never withdrawing from the tight hole.

Now, how on earth was she going to convince Steven not to heal her gem?