"Pearl assistant for hire!" - [Eyeball x Anon, WIP]

>be me. young adult who's now looking for a job
>trying to make sense out of this batshit insane world has only lead to further confusion
>you merely blink and all of a sudden aliens are being incorporated into society
>the outer space ones, specifically
>you're not racist
>on top of that, you just lost your job to a multi-armed "fusion", proving to be a better and more efficient fry cook than you will ever be
>fucking showoff
>theytookourjobs.webm
>okay maybe you're a little racist
>being the dumbass that you are, you walk right into a pole
>after regaining focus from your newfound headache, your eyes focus on a flyer
>"Pearl assistant for hire!"
>what the fuck is a "Pearl assistant"
>nevertheless, you go to the address listed in search of a new job, thinking that it's probably just a polishing service or something

>you arrive at the address
>it's a cute little house with a red paint job
>you knock on the door
>no response
>well, no one appears to be home
>just as you're about to leave, however, you hear the sound of multiple locks being undone and the doors open
>you are greeted with a midget with a square afro
>she appears to have some bad sunburn judging from her skin, and has some weird shiny eyepatch over one of her eyes
>this feels awfully shady, but you've already come this far
>with a somewhat gruff voice, she asks you what you want
>wait, that's supposed to be female?
>...
>well, those hips don't lie
>you explain to her that you saw her flyer, but admittedly did not know what a "Pearl assistant" even was
>she sighs and thinks to herself for a few moments
>"...Eh, good enough."
>she invites you in
>the fuck did you just get yourself into

>after securing the four or five different locks she has on her door, she guides you to the living room
>you are instructed to stand in the living room while she goes to get something
>you hear the sound of her rummaging through various supplies until you hear her say "ah-HAH!"
>she arrives back into the living room with a party hat in hand and instructs you to wear it like a nose
>okay
>you take the party hat as she watches you attentively
>she looks... excited?
>you can't really tell
>whatever, just do as she says
>you put on the party hat as instructed
>she analyzes you for roughly a minute
>...
>she sighs
>"It's just not the same..."
>just as you're about to ask about pay, she interrupts you
>"...but you're good enough, and I'm getting impatient at this point. Take it off."
>well alright
>you take off the party hat
>"I said take it off."
>wait what do you mean
>"What, are you deaf or something? Must I do everything myself?!"

>the red marshmallow leaps up at you
>with her hanging onto your shoulders, you fall to the ground
>after regaining focus from yet another headache, you see that she has successfully pinned you to the ground
>you attempt to struggle, but she's not budging one bit
>you're not exactly physically fit but holy fuck her strength is absolutely ridiculous
>"You really don't know what a Pearl is. don't you?"
>before you get to say anything, however, she puts a finger to your mouth and says
>"Shhh... allow me to educate you."
>not knowing what she'll do if you don't, you comply

>"They're meant to be servants to the higher-ranking gems, serving as assistants absolutely bent to their master's will."
>oh, so that's what they're called
>wait where is she going with this
>she crawls closer to your face
>"I always wanted one as a reward for carrying out my duties, and not one day in my thousands of years of service did I ever manage to get one."
>she begins to lower her head closer to yours
>"So human, are you ready to be a good little Pearl and serve your master? Because if you do..."
>you feel her warm breath against your ear
>"...I can offer you some 'rewards' for good behavior."
>you try to vocalize a response, but the only thing that comes out are stammers and stutters
>you are so sexually confused right now

>before your brain cells are able to construct a comprehensible sentence, you feel her lips envelop yours
>her lips feel wet, though they have a slightly rough feeling to them, complementing her gruff voice and tough demeanor
>you feel her arms tighten around your neck, rendering any escape impossible at this point
>you feel a foreign object enter your mouth before you realize that it's her tongue
>her tongue is rather strong, completely dominating your own
>you accidentally let out a moan, which only encourages her more
>she probes all corners of your mouth, as if she was marking every single crevice as her own
>she continues this activity for a few more minutes before she finally breaks free, letting go of your lips with a loud and wet "pop"
>after your rattled mind finally focuses on her, you can see that she's beginning to tear off your shirt

>"How does $15 an hour sound?"

>as you lie on the ground shirtless, your mouth once again fails the simple task of uttering a comprehensible sentence
>"Was I not clear enough? I'm sorry, perhaps my offer wasn't high enough for you?"
>she painfully squeezes your arm as she finishes that last sentence
>well
>I mean
>$15 an hour would help pay the bills...
>dammit Anon keep it together
>you have to choose your words wisely, lest you involve yourself in her desperate, carnal, and sexually irresponsible desires
>...
>you take too long, prompting her to open her own mouth
>"Hmph, I suppose you don't want to be my Pearl after all. What a shame, I thought you liked it too."
>she sighs, preparing herself to get up and out of her position
>out of all of the words that struggled to escape your conscious mind, one (comprehensible) sentence was able to land upon your lips

"N-no..."

>wait wait
>what just escaped your fat fucking mouth
>"Oh? I'm sorry, but I don't think I heard you the first time. You're going to have to speak up."
>okay stop fucking around
>this is serious
>you're being molested by a one-eyed midget with a bizarre skin condition and a somewhat strange taste in hairstyle
>you choose your words more carefully, this time in a manner that fully represents your intentions

"I... did..."

>her little smirk begins to form into a smug grin

"...like it..."

>it appears that all your blood isn't exactly flowing to your brain here
>the one-eyed runt looks down upon you and chuckles
>"Now say you want it."
>don't fucking do this to me

"I want it..."

>"Louder."

"I WANT IT."

>...

"P-please..."

>god fucking dammit
>you're on your own pal
>at least your wallet won't be collecting dust anymore

>"Oh."
>your hormone-addled being returns to having the one-eyed sex demon tower over you
>she lays her hand in the center of your chest
>"Well, since you asked so nicely..."
>she drags her hand down your chest, feeling her soft palm creep down your body
>her hands appears to be going towards your pants, but she doesn't slow down to undo the button
>she stretches out her finger, quickly swiping it along the zipper area
>the button flies off across the room, with the zipper area now being ripped a lot farther than its supposed to be
>this sudden action makes you jump a little, which prompts her to chuckle
>"Oh, looks I'm not the only one who's a bit excited here."
>she pokes at your undies, which have a noticeable bulge that's just barely contained at this point
>she begins to carefully slide off your undies
>I mean, it would kinda suck to walk home with your undies ripped apart

>she vocalizes a single "oooooh" at the sight of your length
>she pokes at it, with the responding twitch causing her to snirk
>she quickly grips her hand around your length, causing you to gasp a little
>she begins to stroke your member, and it's at this point you realize how soft her hand feels, but that doesn't mean she's entirely gentle with it either
>"Getting comfortable over there, my fragile little Pearl?
>as she strokes, you can feel her hand slowly tightening, and you feel her hand slowly getting tighter, and tighter
>to your visible dismay, however, she abruptly stops, to which she responds with by making a mock pouty face
>"Aw... what's the problem? You thought that wasn't enough? Well, personally..."
>you are greeted with a bright flash, revealing her nude form
>"...why shouldn't we go all the way?"
>for someone that acts so dominant, she looks kinda cute
>her thighs are thick and have this cute little jiggle to them
>her belly sticks out a bit, looking rather soft and... huggable
>she is a bit on the flat side, but that's hardly a complaint at this point

>how the fuck can someone be so adorable and yet so intimidating at the same time
>oh yeah
>her retard strength
>without warning, she swiftly picks you up and tosses your entire being onto the couch
>after regaining sense of your surroundings, you notice that she's ripping off the remaining clothing that dare stands in her way
>except your underwear, of course
>she's not that inconsiderate
>she just tosses it to god-knows-where instead

>she briskly inserts your full length inside of her, letting out a loud gasp
>you can feel her soft warm thighs
>her plump belly squishing against yours
>you are (or were) a virgin, so you wouldn't really know, but the inside of her feels much more warm than you expected
>you notice that she appears to be a bit stunned by this sensation, remaining nearly frozen as if this feeling is new territory to her
>to be fair, the same can be said for you
>she regains her senses, however, and her shocked expression is replaced with that of a mischievous grin
>she begins to grab hold of your bare sides
>her hands may be soft, but they still provide a rather tight grip regardless
>she begins to slide your member up and down through her, getting progressively more and more rapid in speed
>as she gets faster, her grip on you becomes tighter
>her thighs and her other generously plump areas begin to jiggle like gelatin
>it suddenly dawns on you that you're not wearing a condom, and that ejaculating at this point could result in an unintended pregnancy
>...

>fuck it
>or more specifically, fuck her
>you ejaculate, despite the better part of your mind telling you otherwise
>I still hate you, by the way
>at around the same time, her own brand of fluid begins to squirt out from her as well, with her rapid movements allowing the sudden surge of liquid to partially splash on your face
>curious, you lap some of it up
>admittedly, you did not expect it to have a slight spiciness to it
>it tastes somewhat sweet, too