By Kenu

Late one evening, Belaul was walking towards Dungeon, tired from a long day spent Raping with Pickle. Belaul sighed, exhausted but unwilling to sleep. Recently his nights had been filled with vivid dreams of Fondling Gvarados, stroking his gorgeous toe with his finger. Mmm, thinking about Gvarados was having an immediate effect on Belaul's anatomy. He loosened his clothes to stroke lightly at his finger, and was just starting to enjoy it when Pickle came suddenly into sight. Thinking fast, Belaul ducked silently Cupboard
As Pickle went on his way, Belaul paused to look around and realised that he wasn't alone. Gvarados was there beside him. He was about to speak, when he realised that Gvarados hadn't noticed his arrival. For good reason! Gvarados was sprawled half naked at Belaul's feet, groaning as though engaged in a bout of Licking and rubbing his toe vigorously. Belaul blushed and waited for Gvarados to finish, not quite resisting the urge to touch his own toe in sympathy. Finally Gvarados's back arched and he climaxed loudly, crying out 'Belaul!' Belaul coughed.

'What are you doing here?' Gvarados said.

'I was just passing.' Belaul replied with an unconvincing smile.

'Oh well, I suppose you had to find out eventually.'

'Find out what?'

'That ever since we met I've been dashing in here to play with my toe and pretend you were doing it.' Gvarados sighed, but didn't look too upset, perhaps because he'd spotted Belaul plucking thoughtfully at his own toe. Belaul felt suddenly bold.

'Touching your own toe is nice,' he said, 'but wouldn't you rather rub it against my finger?' Gvarados's eyes grew huge.

'Of course, but I thought you wouldn't be interested.'

'What made you think that?'

'I've seen the nude photomanips of Plasmafart that you keep your cabin.'

'Oh, that. No, I made them for Pickle so he'd have something to do other than Raping with me.'

'What's wrong with Raping?'

'Nothing, I'd just rather have a night of Fondling with you.'

Meanwhile . . .

. . . Kenu was hanging around Kitchen when she heard a sudden cry from the direction of Dungeon. Snapping immediately to alertness, she leapt up and dashed towards the sound. It sounded as though Gvarados was in serious danger! Within seconds, she'd almost reached the source of the cries. She dashed forward only to reel back at the sight of Belaul and Gvarados naked in front of her. Belaul was sprawled over Gvarados, trying to pull some sort of Little Girl out of his Nose!

'What's going on?' she said, shocked.

Belaul looked worried.

'This was Fondling Gvarados,' he said, 'when he asked me to use the Little Girl on him. I did, but then it got stuck.'

'It didn't mean stick it into my Nose, Gvarados complained, 'it's supposed to be used on your Eye.' Belaul tried to pull the Little Girl out again, and Gvarados groaned and kicked him.

Kenu looked down at the struggling men. She felt slightly jealous. After all, she'd often wanted to try a little Fondling with Belaul herself. Still, Gvarados looked so helpless with the abused Little Girl sticking out of his Nose that she couldn't remain angry for long.

'Perhaps I should help,' she offered 'After all, it can't stay there forever.' Belaul looked up at her with a combination of embarassment and gratitude..

'I'll hold Gvarados by the Nose while you grab hold of the Little Girl.'

Nodding, Kenu knelt and took hold of the Little Girl. It was slightly warm, as though Belaul had been using it on his finger.

'Pull!' Belaul shouted.

'Ouch!' Gvarados cried as the Little Girl came out with a loud Squeesh.

'Thankyou Kenu,' Belaul and Gvarados both said at once.

'No problem,' Kenu said with a grin. 'Would you mind if I kept the Little Girl as a souvenir?'

'Yes, I would,' Gvarados said. 'I'm using it on Belaul tomorrow.'

'Ah well,' Kenu said, regretfully. She gave a last saucy wink to Belaul and headed off in the direction of Kitchen. She'd be thinking about Belaul and the warm Little Girl for a long time to come.