The shirohebi has eigth grader syndrome and is my soulmate?!

You were enjoying the warmth of the park and the brisk wind of the coming autumn when you saw her. She appeared at first as a stunningly beautiful girl in a traditional priestess outfit. Her white hair drew up with the wind in an incredible gust giving the illusion that she was floating. For some reason you were entranced by her beauty. You wanted to get a better look at her despite how far away she was and the fact that she wasn't on the trail.

You departed from the paved sidewalk and into the light forest where she standing. At that time you had not known she was a lamia because of the bushes covering her bottom. You're not sure you would have cared even if you did know. Her voice became clear halfway through and it was soft and fragile which only made you want to speak to her more.

She hadn't noticed you as you walked up behind her. She was throwing balls of papers at a wooden figure standing in the clearing and screaming "Lightning bolt! Lightning bolt! Lightning bolt!" Over and over again. Besides that her outfit wasn't something you'd expect anyone outside of a theater stage to wear. Regardless you walked up to her and waited to get her attention.

Eventually she did turn. Even if it was only because she began spinning rapidly while screaming "Great heal excerpt!" At which point her tail accidentally caused you to fall over. She gasped in surprise rushing over to your fallen body while still maintaining her incredible grace. "Forsooth weary traveler, why doth thou intrude on this momentous occasion of mine?" She picked you up and dusted off your shirt with her feminine hands.

When you finally regained your breath the first thing you did was ask her. "Why are you speaking like that?" She looked confused until realization spread on her face as well as a red tinge of embarrassment. "I-I meant to say wh-what are you doing here?!" Her regular voice had a lovely singsong tone as she clasped her hands in mixed shame and curiosity.

"Uh..." You're not sure what to say until you look down and see your chain. It was a crappy gift that you should've thrown away years ago but hadn't now it served a purpose as you held up the metallic links.

"My amulet of the arcane! It sensed powerful magics and incantations which drew me to investigate!" She stared at you in complete confusion until realization slowly dawned on her on what you were doing. She lifted up a tacky wooden bracelet and smiled happily.

"Doth this ornament be the source of yonder inquisition traveler?!" She was doing her best to sound authentic but excitement bled into her voice as she held up the wooden bead in her hand. You walked over and grabbed onto her wrist slowly. At once her previous blush intensified while you pretended to examine the bracelet.

You look up and smile at the shrine maiden helplessly lost in your eyes. "I'm afraid that thou are wrong my fair maiden, the source of the magic is not this preposterous pile of beads, it is you!" You expected her to jump in surprise but instead she gazes at you with fluttering eyes and her mouth half open as she takes in short ragged breaths.

You get back up and shake your hand in front of her eyes, she fantasizes about all the different chuuni scenarios she'd force you to play out with her. She barely noticed your hand until you snapped it in, the shock nearly causes her to faint as she grabs onto your shoulders.

"Are you alright? Maybe I should call emergency..." You take out your phone and dial the first 3 numbers until in rash urgency she rips it out of your hands. "What strange device is this my knight! Surely you won't need it in our journey shall you?" She smiles graciously before slipping it into your pocket and standing up slowly.

"We must quest for the holy artifact in the lich's tower!" She grabs your wrist and points to an abandoned church in the distance. "Come now my knight!" She tugs at you and smiles cheerfully.

"Of course!" You smile back and she radiates happiness as you pick up your "knightly sword" (broken twig) and follow her throughout her quest to rid the forest of evil and retrieve the holy artifact from the lich. For the most part it consists of her throwing balls of rolled up toilet paper at cardboard cut outs of human figures. Occasionally she'll scream ambush and pull you into a bush for a hug while she *casts* great heal.

Unsurprisingly the more you talk and the more into it she gets the more often *ambushes* occur for her to cuddle up next to you in a mulberry bush. You don't point out how very intimate she's getting but you do remind her to cast great heal in order to get out of it.

The sun hangs a scarlet hue over the church by the time you've beaten all the monsters. She somehow found a bucket and told you it was magic armor to protect you from evil and an old plate of railed aluminum which she poked holes into and railed rope through to form your "Knightly shield" you were close to leaving various times but she always called for an ambush when you tried.

Now the imposing church stood in front of you. She grabbed onto your arm and leaned her head on your shoulder, urging you to go and reclaim the artifact. "My brave knight, how honorable of you to protect this forsaken maiden on her journey. Truly thou art a man in my heart." She finished by kissing your shoulder and holding you close

You sighed and opened the doors expecting a variety of things, maybe more cardboard cutouts for her to throw toilet paper at. Maybe one giant cardboard cutout. What you didn't expect was the haunting tune of an organ playing slowly and a hunched figure sitting over it at the far end of the church.

You knew something wasn't right. In the pit of your stomach fear took place as the shirohebi slowly led you forward toward the figure.

You were about to turn and run when she turned herself. A young girl with sickly skin and dark robes stood up with a maddening smile. "Priestess! How kind of you to join me!" She laughs while holding her hands. "And I see you bought your little dog too!" Once more the evil cackle escapes her lips and you calm down realizing it’s all part of the game.

"What you didn't know my dear priestess! What you couldn't have known, is that I planned for all of this!" The girl holds up a vial of something green and swishy. You don't know what it is but if the shirohebi's reaction is anything to go by it obviously is dangerous. "What terrible spells! I won't allow you to cast them!" She spreads her arms over you as if to protect you even though you have no idea what's going on.

"You have already failed my dear!" The pale girl by the organ lifts up the vial at once and throws it through the air. It glides and time slows down as it does. You see the shirohebi lift her arm to catch it and completely miss the trajectory as it bounces against her forehead.

"Kyaa!" she cries as the vial now returns to the lich who likewise looks at it in shock before it hits her square between the eyes and bounces off once more. A new "Owwie!" rings out as it now flies straight to you. You don't have the physical ability or mental fortitude to stop it as it land at your feet and explodes in a cloud of foul smelling gas.

You cough on the ground as the smoke surrounds you. An exasperated "My knight!" rings from the outside while the haze clears away. When you finally regain your breath the lich smiles evilly in her spot. "My potion worked! Now he belongs to my side priestess!" The shirohebi stares with hopeful eyes as she slowly moves closer. "No, the power of true love will save him from being enslaved to you!" With an accusative finger she points at the evil lich standing proudly atop the instrument.

"My fair maiden!" You clutch your stomach in pretend pain and fall to the floor. The effect is instant at once as the shirohebi rushes to your side while the lich continues to laugh maddeningly. "You can't save him overgrown worm, he's mine now!" The shirohebi in her desperate grabs you and lays you out on the floor while trying to see what she can do to help.

You pretend tremble and fake seizures while grabbing her hand. At this point you're not sure if she thinks you're actually hurt or not but she is acting quite convinced. "My knight, what must I do to save thee?" She pressed her head against your chest and sobbed delicately.

You lift your hand slowly toward her and stroke her hair and smile at her. "My fair maiden, the only thing I desire from thee is a kiss to liberate my soul of these chains." You clutch your stomach once more. Her face turns scarlet. More so than even before. "K-K-Kissu!?" You nodded and groaned. In reality what you wanted was to see her drop her act.

"My knight!" Her voice is pleading for you to look at her, you half-expect her to slap yo. Instead she has a sincere look of complete amazement as tears stream down her face. "To think that our bond is so true and strong that my kiss is what you require. I knew it!" She stoops down and plants a slow kiss.

Her snake tongue slips in and sensually explores the corners of your mouth, it took long enough for the lich to stomp her feet in anger. "Hey guys I thought we were still playing!" You pull back and the shirohebi complies slowly

"I freed him evil lich, true love conquers all!" She stands up and you accompany her. The lich shows only anger as she thrashed her tiny fists. "No fair you can't do that!" She's red from rage. The rest of the argument goes by quickly until she stomps out of the church.

"My knight, now that the lich is dead what shall we do?" She grabs on to you and you consider asking her to drop the chuuni, or maybe asking her what she *knew*

You get up and stretch your weary bones. After a day full of *adventuring* you were beginning to feel the burn in your core as well as your arms. Your shirohebi companion must have not felt the same way. She was as energetic and cheerful as ever as she stood by your side with a complete refusal to let go of your hand. You didn't want to tell her to give you space but at the same time you did want to take a breather from being her *brave knight*

"Hey, why don't you go collect the *holy artifact?* You pointed toward the organ where the lich was standing and the shirohebi nodded elegantly. "Of course my brave knight, do not move while I recover the object of praise." She slowly let go of your hand and slithered to the organ where she proceeded to snoop around for a few seconds, her voice rings out as she does. "Where'd that girl hide our candy." You pretend not to have heard her and stand idly while swinging around your sticksword

The two of you walk out of the church while she lugs the giant jar of candy covered chocolate which was apparently their “Holy artifact.” in her hands. Obviously she is having trouble but she specifically said you weren’t allowed to grab it. You figure now is as good a time as any to drop the question on your mind. “Hey, what did you mean back there when you said *I knew it!*?” She looks at you puzzled until she snaps her fingers in remembrance, her smile turns amorous and she leans on your shoulder.

“Why, exactly what I said my love.” She smiles as she slowly slithers up your shoulder and beside your ear. “You and I are soulmates dear. Our encounter was fated as it was written in the stars.” You feel her lips plant kisses on your cheek as she comes closer and closer to your lips. “Now that we are together again there is nothing to fear. Nothing at all.” She puckers her lips and closes her eyes like a princess waiting for her prince to respond.

You don't know what compelled you to trust this strange lamia who spoke as if she had taken a course on medieval literature and never quite left, but deep down inside of you something told you to go for it. To give in to her strange brand of love that would probably include sexual foreplay with armor and bows and arrows. At the very least she was interesting right? You closed your eyes and took a deep breath. The warmth of her own breath on you as you leaned in to the softness of her lips highlights the experience.

She didn't seem to know what to do with her hands, they were at her side as you slowly kissed her. You wondered to yourself if she had any idea how to do this as her lips stiffly kissed back and her tongue swished back and forth in your mouth aimlessly as if she were a particularly fervent toothbrush. Regardless of that it didn't seem that she was going to give up her first/second kiss easily as she continued to lean into you even as you leaned out to let go. soon it was up to you shaking her shoulders to wake her from her dream as she sleepily looked at you with pleased eyes.

"Oh Anon my love, I knew that you had come back for me after wandering the infernal plains. I never doubted you my hero of the hyper D." She clasped her hands together and nuzzled her hair against your shoulder like a dog trying to get a hard to reach spot. You allowed her to do so while she showered you in praise that you didn't really understand. "My swift warrior of the leaf village." "My knight of dressrosa!" "My Shinegami!" Among them. You chalked it up to her having watched too many cartoons even as she grabbed your hand and slowly led you back to the pavement.

"Tell me my love, where do you plan to lead your maiden, so that you might make her your woman?" Her smile was mischievous and her eyes lit with playful fire that begged for your touch. You thought to yourself where exactly you could take a particularly love-crazy shirohebi.

"Well we haven't eaten anything and I guess that jar isn't for consumption right?" She scowled while her grip on the *holy artifact* tightened. Your walk ended shortly after as the pavement lead to the large overarching entrance which in turn led to the now mostly emptied city streets.

The only people left in the park were a wurm and a guy staring at the grass. You thought it was weird but then again you had just spent the entire day playing pretend at being a knight.

"My love? Art thou taking me to enjoy a grand feast after our quest?" Since you had kissed she refused to move even an inch from her position as your new organ, her head constantly nuzzled on your shoulder as she begged for head pats and the occasional caress of her hair which never failed to turn her red and her breath heavy.

You weren't really sure where to take her out to eat. Your experience with lamias was limited to your first grade teacher who was fired after having an affair... with a 3rd grader. You didn't think much of it as you wandered the streets in the direction of your apartment, at the very least there was a shawarma stand manned by a scylla that served a godly chicken and goat meat wrap.

"Do you have any preferences as to what to eat?" You shook her shoulder slightly and she responded with a sigh of contentment. "Whatever my darling eats is perfect. I would eat myself if you asked of it."

You were so busy wondering about the subtext that you didn't notice as a familiar Scylla's tentacle wrapped around your ankle and suddenly rid you of your balance as she dragged you to her stand. "Anon my good friend, what are you doing out so late?" Her face was kind and her accent barely noticeable.

Of course what she couldn't have known was the potential for jealousy that your shirohebi marched up to her with balled up fist and an angry scowl. "Unhand my husband to be you... you... NTR FISH!" Her face was reddened in jealousy as the Scylla held you up.

You turn to the Scylla who with one tentacle holds back the squirming shirohebi repeatedly screaming obscenities. "Put him down!" "I saw him first!" "You can't have him!" and particularly "I demand a thumb war at least!" Her exasperation was such that her entire chuuni speech melted away. "I think you should put me down." You smiled at the Scylla who likewise smiled back in earnest. "Okay!" She dropped you at once and without a second to spare the pale arms of the shirohebi nestled you to health.

"Oh my dear knight, my poor dear knight!" Having regained you seems to have awoken her inner chuuni as she swayed you from side to side while the scylla prepared a shawarma. She only let go when you finally gave her a severe head rub which left her red in the face and eyes fluttering.

"Anon friend here, have a free shawarma on house!" She held an aluminum wrapped hunk of meat and several thick juices encased inside a smoldering hot flatbread package. You didn't get the chance to retrieve at as you shirohebi did it for you with suspicious eyes.

"Foul beast trying to poison my knight. I will... I will..." Her protests quieted down as the scent of freshly cooked shawarma redirected her attention. You could practically see the drool trailing down her chin as she revered it while still refusing to eat in front of her sworn enemy.

"Anon, we must depart before you catch a strange disease from this creature." Her words sounded cute in that singsong tone made for being kind toward others. She gripped your hands and led you away while you waved goodbye to the Scylla who likewise waved back.

"I have undone the curse of her rotten cuisine!" The shirohebi held up the empty wrapper triumphantly while the other hand wiped away the remaining oil on her cheeks and the juices still dribbling down her lips as she chewed what was left. "Does our quest finally lead to the happy ending my love?" she leaned once more on your shoulder and smiled at you.

You clap the girl on a job well done and receive anxious giggling in return as well as the standard nuzzling that you've come to expect from her. "My love clapped for me, how truly lucky am I." She sighed heavily and kissed your cheek, the rest of the walk to your apartment is quiet and content with little to mention as the last remaining cars zoom by.

The two of you enter into the small studio apartment arm in arm. Her long tail barely fit into the elevator and now the soft sound of it rubbing against the carpet reminded you of how incredibly large she was, even if the part you talked to was small by human comparison.

Her eyes looked over the tiny and sparsely decorated living room as if she had just wandered into a grand castle, her hands drifted over the floors, the counters, the drawers, even the old couch that you had brought from the junkyard.

She held her hands to her cheeks and looked up. "This abode is incredible. No doubt that my fated love should have this taste, a knight of the highest caliber would have this taste." She didn't waste time after that returning to you with a playful grin. "Though I must admit my dear ser. The one room that interests me the most is the one where our children shall be conceived."

Her hand grabbed your arm and guided it to the folds of her skirt where scales turned into pale white skin. She lifted it up and you turned red as the humid warmth of her lower lips glided across your fingertips. "Please Anon. You already own my soul, take my body as well."

You were about to do just that when the memory of your stolen shawarma clouded your mind. Maybe it wouldn't be bad to play with her for a bit. "I'm not sure my dear, though I believe you I still need proof of devotion." The shirohebi froze with fear as she stuttered aimlessly. "A-Anything, ask it of me and it shall be done!" Her voice was startled as she gripped your arm tightly. "Anything!" Her eyes widened in desire.

"I want you to strip." Your words emptied her mind of all thought but to please you. She was desperate to make you know, to make you realize just how much she loved you. "Of course my love." She didn't hesitate as button of the thick white fabric that made up her priestess outfit fell away revealing the sensual white skin wherever it disappeared.

The last thing to fall from her attire was her soft white bra the first strap loosened it enough for you to peek at the mountains of creamy skin below, the second strap was the tipping point at which it slid down her arms and onto the heap of clothing on the floor. Despite the terribly sexual nature of her actions her face wasn't flustered or anxious, instead it was determined to press onward. "Can I grab them?" She nodded furiously while her arms shook in embarrassment.

"If you're not comfortable you can put on your clothes you know." In the end even if it was a game you didn't have the stomach to watch her squirm unhappily. She shook her head once more and looked up at you with a solemn face. "The reason I shake is because I'm too happy that my love thinks my breasts are worthy." she thrust her perky pink nipples outward for you to grab and you did so, with each trace of your finger over them she shuddered and bit her lip. You finally decided to end it by leaning forward next to her ear.

"I need one more favor." She didn't hesitate as her voice rang out. "Anything for you my love." You nodded slowly before returning to the edge of her ear. "I. Need. You." with each word she trembled slightly, the warm breath driving her insane with lust. "To make me a sandwich." As if waking from a dream her eyes snapped open and she lifted her fists in frustration.

"No fair! You shouldn't play with a woman's heart like that my terrible knight!" She pouted and you laughed while patting her head. "Just a quick one. I'll be waiting for you in my room alright? Do your best." You gave her a thumbs up which she reluctantly returned with a tiny smirk.

“I’ll be waiting my sweet maiden.” You leaned forward and planted a kiss on her lips which she accepted eagerly. Any protests to fixing you up a snack completely disappeared with it as her arms melted in your embrace. When you finally let go her cheeks had turned a bright scarlet and her heartbeat pressed to your chest quickened. “I-I’ll get to it then.” She smirked while slowly slithering away toward the cheap kitchen, her hand entwined with yours until the last possible second down to the fingertips.

“Wait for me my knight; I shall toil until sunrise if it means your touch shall cool this aching passion.” She continued her slow slithering to the kitchen while making sure to maintain her façade of melodrama. “Okay then, see you in a bit.” You weren’t about to just play into everything she wanted. You turned at once and walked back to your room, her eyes carving a hole into your back as she angrily sighed. “How dare he not play along.” She pouted before opening the refrigerator and beginning the preparations for your snack

The mattress was old and partly broken. One quick jump later you landed on it with a sickly squishing sound that you would expect from slime. You would definitely replace it after tonight.

“I’m done dear!” Her voice rang from the kitchen and it seemed only a second later she broke the door down in her haste to get to you, excited squealing emanating as she held a mess of a sandwich in her hand.

“Here, eat quick so that we might consummate our love!” She flung the two pieces of bread and mayo as well as what looked like the leftover spaghetti into your lap. The monstrosity flopped with a squelch and she stared at you expectantly from the foot of the bed like a loyal dog. “Eat quickly before my flame overtakes me my dear sir knight.” She clicked her hands against the covers while waiting intently for you to finish eating what looked like an abortion of science.

You weren't going to stand for this, you might be a poor son of a bitch and not particularly the cleanest person but if you had anything in life it was good taste. Good taste in all aspects of life, anime, videogames, tv series, and most importantly; food. You wouldn't eat the sad excuse for a sandwich ever.

"My fair maiden, what is this?" You grabbed the soft rye buns that made a sucking sound as bits of spaghetti dribbled onto the floor. She grabbed them and inserted them into the bread before looking up at you impatiently. "My dear love, it's a sandwich, our sandwich. Consume it so that we might consummate!" You could tell that she was beginning to reach her breaking point. Her knuckles turned blue as she gripped the edge of the bed and beads of sweat slid down her forehead, her smile was forced as she grit and her eyes darted between you and the sandwich as though it were a bomb.

Her hands suddenly ripped it out of yours and she lifted it like a toy airplane. "Since you are taking too much time I will accompany you on your quest to eat the sandwich. Open wide and accept my cavalry charge love!" She made clipclop noises of a horse mixed with a train horn as she lowered the sandwich to your mouth, you swatted it away and grabbed her hand ad her face turned somber at the insult to her cooking skills.

"I'll show you how to make a true snack, and then we can consume our love." A shadow spread on her face and for a second her eyes shrunk into slits before she breathed heavily and regained her composure. "Anything, anything for my love." She smiled graciously even as you threw the sad excuse for a sandwich into the toilet and covered it in oil before setting it alight. A viking funeral.

"Now, here's what you gotta know, play close attention so that you can make it in the future." You were in the kitchen now, she sat awkwardly in a stool in front with her hands buried in her lap as she squirmed helplessly.

"First thing is first, we need bread. Good bread, not some shitty rye with those fucking oatmeal bits in them." she nodded slowly with a strained look on her face as you took out a long baguette of french bread topped with sparks of toasted mozzarella cheese. The crisp golden shell torn in two revealed a white spongy innards as you set the length for a perfect BLT. The crust was occasionally mottled with cracks where the crunchy outer crust shattered, revealing the white insides.

"How long do you want it?" You smiled at the sweating lamia who bit her lip as she looked up. "As long as you have it!" She rubbed her bottom against the wooden stool in futile hope for relief as you cut it out for 12 inches. " The second thing you got to know is that a good sandwich doesn't use butter, ever. You should lay a base of either mayonnaise or your choice of sauce. Got it?" She breathed raggedly while you took out the bottle containing the white sauce.

"In fact, come here and spread it yourself." You motioned at the Shirohebi who with a moan slithered up to you and took the bottle in her hands. "You have to squeeze it gently." You stood behind her and positioned the bottle over the tip of the parisienne loaf. Her hands slid awkwardly over the white bottle as she stroked it pushing the white solution outward. With a quiet squelch the first of it dripped out and onto the bread, for some reason this elicited a gasp of excitement and a rapidly quickening pace. "I-It's so thick!" Her voice was tense as with every squirt of mayonnaise she pressed her hips against the counters more. By the time she finished and had returned there was a damp spot where she had been serving the mayonnaise.

"Now do you know what's needed after the mayonnaise?" You grinned playfully and a smile spread on her face as the two of you synchronized the response. "The meat!" Both responses were correct, albeit in wildly different ways as you took out a package of bacon and cut it in half.

“You need to set it to cook for just long enough to warm it up, understand?” She bobbed her head mechanically thinking of her own way of heating your meat. “So set the pan on a low heat and throw that in there for 5 minutes or so.” She looked up with a dreamy look on her face and reddened cheeks. “Only 5 minutes? Shouldn’t we go longer?” You laughed as you explained that bacon cooks quickly and that overcooking would ruin the flexible texture and give it a grainy texture.

The crackling of the bacon was punctuated by your laughter as you went about preparing the other parts of the sandwich, sprinkling pepper just thick enough to leave a spicy aftertaste but not enough to actually overpower the main components of the sandwich.

“Would you rather we use manchego cheese provolone, or cheddar?” Her eyes were unfocused and her tongue hung outside of her lip. She didn’t even look up as she spoke. “The hard one.” You pat her shoulder which brought forth more shaking “Cheddar it is!” You smiled and emptied the now perfectly prepared bacon onto the bread and it sizzled making contact with the delicate insides as well as the sauce which would complement.

“The important thing about cheddar is that when served correctly it works well because the flavor explodes in your mouth, like it should.” She barely nods, imperceptibly her hand rubs at her throbbing clit now filling with sexual euphemisms. “Explode… in my… mouth. Yeah…” Her breath was shallow and her lips trembled while you grated the yellow cheese instantly melting.

“We can eat it right now or we could go further, what do you say?” You closed the top half of the loaf onto the relatively simple sandwich and enjoy the crunching of the ingredients compacting into place. She said…

1. Eat it right now (Tender loving rape)
2. Finish it correctly (Rough fucking rape followed by tender loving)
3. Finish it correctly (actually finishing it)

"So... Is it finally ready? Can we go now?" Her face is redder than the sun as it hangs over paradise. You laugh at her childish suggestion as you opened it back up. "Of course not, we only added cheese and bacon, we still need to add a whole variety of sauces and other ingredients to truly make the perfe-" You don't know how it happened or when she jumped but you find yourself opening your eyes against the fridge behind you. Your pelvis is being attacked by someone thrusting on it over and over. The shirohebi's mouth wide open exalting moans of lust and eyes fixated on you.

"Do not worry my knight, I shall procure the necessary ingredients, all that's left is for your baguette to enter my oven and become hard and stiff!" You can practically see hearts in her pupils while she drapes her arms around your shoulders and slithers down to plant kisses on your chest. Which was strange considering that you had been wearing a shirt.

The cool kitchen tiles against your back were given contrast by the immense heat of the writhing lamia on top of you. Her nails digging into your shoulder blades while her sweaty body rubbed against yours in desperate love. Occasionally would stop her assault in order to slither upwards and kiss your cheeks tenderly before taking your lips for herself "I wuov wou Anon!" Her speech slurred by the intensity of her lust.

You had tried to push her off at first, struggled beneath the weight of her tail in a useless attempt to escape her brand of particularly chuuni love. It was all in vain as her tail began to wrap around your ankles and her arms grabbed onto yours, pushing them against the fridge while her lips latched onto your mouth.

"Don't worry my love, I understand now. You just need to remember your past life with me! Accept my love!" Her expression was lustful and lascivious, but behind it there was also happiness that spewed forth from her with every touch of your skin against hers.

In a second of clarity and probably horniness you grab her hand through her strength and look her straight into her heart-shaped pupils."I never doubted what you said my love. Now that we are together I have need of you to help me as well." Her thrusting slows down if only a little bit and her grip softens. She opens her mouth in worry and desire. "What do you need of me my knight? If my live you so wisheth I will not hesitate to take it for your sake!" Her eyes fill with determination even as her hurried thrusting increases in intensity.

"I need you to release... The dragon." You whisper this gently into her ear and her eyes soon cloud with confusion as she tries to understand your words. In between kisses she explains her confusion. "What... Do you... Mean... My knight?" Her lips softly latch onto your lips for a second before she releases to speak once more. You finally get her to stop long enough to explain in a hushed whisper.

"My dragon... Of the darkness flame!!!" In a single movement you take advantage of her position and thrust upward. Even though she has only managed to slide her lips against you in lust fueled insanity it's still enough to cause her to gape in pleasure. Temblors spread through her body from her groin and into her extremities, shaking in your grasp until she collapses on top of you momentarily.

Her heaving body on top of you cools down and the sweat turns cold as it drips onto your body. You almost begin to worry for her sake until she finally speaks. "A-Alright, my sweet prince. How do I extract your dark dragon?" Her sudden change in temperament alerts you to her sudden release at the hands of your bad joke.

"D-Do you want me to use my mouthpussy? Or maybe my Handpussy? I don't mind if you want to pour your dragon into my cloacapussy. It's all yours to use as you see fit afterall." Her voice returns to the soft gentle tone of before as she points out all her variety of ways that she can pleasure you.

“I think your cloaca pussy will be just fine.” You smiled and she laughed nervously. “O-Of course my prince. I am grateful that in your eyes my flesh is desirable.” She blushed a touch and leaned in to place her forehead against yours with her arms still held to your shoulders. “To think that after centuries of wandering our souls will reunite.” Her eyes close and for a while you enjoyed the simple silence and warmth of being with the person you loved.

“S-So, how shouldeth I begineth?” Something tells you that she is losing her cool as her vocabulary lost any kind of legitimate accent. Her smooth white skin rubs against yours as she lowered to your erection. She hadn’t paid it much attention but now she seemed entrance by the thing. Her hand placed on it as if it were a controller. More nervous giggling escaped her mouth seeing it throb. “It’s so thick. I had never imagined.” She slowly closed the space between her mouth and the tip until she was right above it. “The smell. It smells like Anon. My knight Anon.”

She didn't waste long slithering back up to you, her face flustered with reddish hue and her lips softly pressing against yours, you didn’t notice when but she had begun to slowly slide against your body, the wetness of her lower lips collecting on her tail as she picked up the pace. “I hope my cloacapussy will be good enough.” She picked up the pace and tiny moans escaped her mouth. Her hands also gripped you tighter and her eyes turned scared as she brought herself closer to you.

“Anon?!” Her breath was ragged and her cheeks flushed, she separated from the kiss and touched your nose with her own. “I don’t want you to leave me Anon, I don’t want you to speak to other women or look at other women. Am I good enough all by myself?” Her maiden persona disappeared behind this new wall of lust and distrustfulness.

You lift your hand and wipe away a stray tear slipping down her cheek. "It isn't right for a princess as beautiful as yourself to be sad." She smiles momentarily but her scowl creeps back on her face before you're given the chance to reassure her. "I just wish that every second I live it may be by your side. I want you to love me. Do you love me?" She sniffs up and puts on a stiff upper lip, refusing to let any tears escape her eyes.

"My maiden, when first I saw the love light in your eyes, I dreamt the world held naught but joy for me... I love you as I never loved before." You don't know where the words came from but they must have been the correct ones. the previously cool and collected face began to shake, eyes reddened and lips quivered and before you had a chance to speak again her arms had gripped you with enough force to keep you in place. Quiet sobs sounded throughout the kitchen as you pat her back in order to calm her down and eventually she did. Her sad cries turned quiet and her hold on you softened somewhat.

"You must remember however, I will have to interact with other women, I will never stray from your path so you shouldn't even take that into consideration." You swayed slowly in her grasp and she allowed herself to be swayed. It felt good to hold someone who needed you. "Okay Anon. I don't want to share you with anyone, but as long as I can kiss you at the end of the day I'll trust you. I trust you."

"Verily you are a merciful princess." You didn't expect it but she laughed, a loud happy laugh of repressed emotions spilling out for the first time in what she felt must've been forever. Tears streamed freely but her smile told you that they weren't of sadness. Her eyes lit up with a happiness that you hadn't seen in anyone ever and she finished by wrapping her tail around your legs once more. "You don't have to play along anymore if you don't want to Anon, though it would make me happy if you did."

The silence between you grows as you stare into her eyes and she stares into yours, there were no words to be exchanged except the one that you were about to say, there was no uncomfortable feelings between you either. Just the love of a young girl who liked playing pretend and Anon, who is Anon. You smiled up at her while she waited patiently before finally breaking the silence. "Verily." With that out of the way you grabbed her hand and slowly lifted her up. She didn't object, in fact she put all the weight on her tail so that she could help you without making you feel like a weakling.

With one empty hand you threw the sandwich off the counter top while making a mental note to save it and eat it later when you finished, it may be dirty now but it was still a master piece that deserved appreciating. with your other hand you laid out the white skinned girl and her tail onto the cold marble. Her reaction was instant as she pulled you in as well for warmth, your bare skin against hers as you positioned yourself on top of her with your already hardened hyperweapon waiting for the all clear to fire.

The all clear came in the form of stifled moaning and her reddened cheek as she bit her lip in desperation. You put the very tip and enjoyed the sensation of her twitching lips beneath you begging for release. Had you been paying attention to her face you would have seen her fluttering eyes roll into the back of her head or her teeth gritting at the desperation you were making her go through.

"N-Now. Do it NOW!" She didn't actually wait for you to do it as her hands gripped your waist and pulled you in. The warm wet folds of her insides swallowed your stiff member full and instantly you pulled out in order to thrust back in. With every movement she twitched and groaned in pleasure. Her tail likewise thrashed madly around the counter until finally taking your legs as an anchor and taking control of the situation for her own pleasure. "I love it! I love you!" Her voice seemed distant as she milked the first of many more shots inside of her.

Her own face was a mix of emotion, her back was arched and even without wanting her own hips thrust back against yours trying to feel more of you inside of her. She was screaming loudly even though neither of you were aware of it at the moment that if you had thrust for just a minute or two more the marble beneath you would have shattered landing both of you with hilarious and inconvenient wounds.

“More!” The shirohebi grabbed the nape of your neck and dragged you to her lips where she renewed her amorous efforts. The warmth of you inside of her only satiated the lust she felt for seconds before wanting another, with each one her own climax building to the point of tipping over.

“I won’t let you go!” I won’t, I refuse, Anon is mine!” Her words would’ve been fairly terrifying if not for the context of her tail wrapping you up and dragging you to the softness of the couch. No wait it was still fairly terrifying, especially because of the context. She stopped momentarily halfway there as the first of her orgasm took her ability to reason. Without haste she dropped herself and you to the floor and continued her savage pleasure right there.

“Something’s different!” Her eyes filled with tears brought on by simple animalistic enjoyment and her tongue hung out of her mouth as she panted wildly. “I can’t. I won’t!” every attempt to speak were stopped by the white hot blast of ecstasy in her brain that returned with your thrusting until it finally took away her ability to form words. In their place she moaned shamelessly as you approached your third orgasm.

“I… I…” For a second she quieted down, not because the pleasure had left, rather because the pleasure had intensified to the point where she reached a sexual nirvana. Time flew in reverse and she could see through walls. In the distant the mad chatter of the elder ones was audible to her until she descended from her personal heaven of happiness. A content sigh escaped her lips as wave after wave crashed against her mind. The feeling of the floor beneath her was barely recognizable, only you existed in her world at this moment, and just like that she passed out. The pleasure carrying her away to sleep.

She woke up on top of you with her tail still wrapped up tightly. At some point last night she had lost awareness and you likewise had fainted from her intense constricting tail. She smiled recalling last night’s event as a ray of sunshine entered the half parted curtains while she unwrapped her tail from your body.

“Oooh, those will be painful.” She whispered to herself seeing the red swollen marks on your skin left as a reminder of the events of last night, of the consummation of your love for her. Her heart raced at the thought of being able to be with you for the rest of her life, of repeating the events of last night every night for the rest of your life’s together. The tinge of red returned to her cheek accompanied by a warm smile as she peeled the now crusty sandwich off the floor and set it on the cooking pan to warm up.

You woke up to the smell of something cooking and the first thing that occurred to you was the you had left the stove on while making a sandwich, panic melted into happiness as the memory of last night returned and then once more into panic as you remembered her cooking abilities and the sentient spaghetti sandwich.

You got up with a start only to find her cutting the two half’s of your creation yesterday into equal sizes before putting them on plastic plates. Seeing you awake elicited a smile and a giggle. “My knight, I have gone ahead and prepared your feast early. Won’t you come enjoy it with me.”

You walked toward her with a goofy smile pasted on your face, sure she was a little weird but then again you were a little weird too. “Of course my princess, how could any man with sense in his body reject such a charming maiden?” You made some flashy moves as you sat down beside her to enjoy the sandwich. She smiled wider and closed the distance between her lips and your ears.

“I’m neither a princess nor a maiden anymore; I’m only your woman.” A kiss to the cheek accompanied it and her tail wrapping you once more in her embrace.

The end.