Beastly Desires | By : DrChristmas Category: Final Fantasy Games > Final Fantasy XIII-2 Views: 2456 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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Beastly Desires
Oerba AF200. The intrepid time traveling duo of Serah and Noel were taking a well deserved break on the shores of the deserted city. Noel had wandered off to buy supplies from Chocolina. Serah knew he wouldn’t be back for several hours. Noel liked to think Serah was ignorant of the nature of his visits to the strange woman, however, she was anything but. Not that she minded of course. Anything to grant her reprieve from his constant angsting. He was a good man, but holy Etro did he ever love to whine! Given the nature of their travels, it was impossible to truly know how long they had been together, but it had been a while. She desperately needed some alone time.
Serah fiddled idly with her ponytail, her mind wandering to Snow. Big, powerful, doofy Snow. She was quite fond of the big oaf. A nagging ache at her core reminded her of just how long they had been separated. Snow, contrary to appearances was a masterful lover, not that he actually needed much skill given the size of his equipment. She had found him to be startlingly generous sexually, never once failing to satisfy her before himself. Serah had briefly entertained the idea of using Noel to sate her needs, but had very quickly decided against it. He just wasn’t her type. Too scrawny. A few times she had used her fingers and even her trusty moogle, but neither were terribly fulfilling. It was then that her mind had turned to various creatures she had been taming on her journey. They were unflinchingly loyal to her and gleefully obeyed her every direction. Why, they even let her dress them in silly outfits! Surely one of them could do the job?
Possessed of a clearer mind, Serah might have shaken the thought away. Her mind, however, was clouded by desire and came to the conclusion that, yes, this was a superb idea! But where to start? With her first monster? She didn’t suppose a Cait Sith would satisfy her. Perhaps her most steadfast battle companion? Clifford, her stalwart Behemoth certainly deserved a reward for his services. Again, a clearer mind might have decided against engaging in this sort of activity with a Behemoth, but hers was not a clear mind. With a flick of her wrist the massive, powerful creature materialized before her, huffing the air. Clifford quickly noted there was no immediate threat and turned to regard his master curiously. Usually he was summoned to do battle, occasionally to be bathed. It seemed time for neither of those things.
Serah looked him over. To her dismay, he had proven too large to adorn with most of her favorite accessories, so she had settled for placing a yellow and white newsboy cap on his head, under his mighty horn. Clifford lumbered over to her and nudged her carefully, quite aware of his own strength. Serah giggled and scratched him lovingly between the eyes.
“Hey there!” Serah whispered to him, resting her head against his. “Would you help me with something?”
Of course he couldn’t actually say anything, but she knew he was happy to help in any way he could.
“Would you make me feel good?” Serah whispered softly, her voice husky with lust. With that, she stood up from the sand and removed her clothing, shivering a bit when the cool, salty air met her bare skin. Clifford continued to regard her curiously, not entirely sure what was going on. When Serah turned away from him, dropped on all fours to the sand and spread her legs however, he knew exactly what was going on. Unconcerned by her comparatively diminutive size, he had watched her take full force blows from creatures four times his size after all, he stamped over to her.
Serah looked back over her shoulder to see what was happening and her eyes widened in shock. As Clifford approached her, his cock began to unfurl beneath him, quickly reaching it’s full length. It was easily as long as her leg, maybe even longer. At the base, it was nearly twice as thick as her thigh, though it tapered gently to about the width of her wrist at the tip. She gulped as he carefully stepped over her, his bulk blocking the sky from her view. Serah gasped when she felt the massive, throbbing prick slide between her thighs. Steeling herself, she reached back and gripped the pulsating leviathan, positioning the head carefully at her opening.
“Slowly okay?” She whimpered. Clifford huffed and with surprising care, pushed himself forward, entering her slowly. Serah gritted her teeth and let her head rest on the sand. As more and more of the freakish member slid inside her, Serah’s jaw hung slack as her mind tried to process the feelings assaulting her body. She began to fear she had made a mistake, that she was about to be literally split in half. She swore she could feel several organs shifting to make room for the cock invading her. After what felt like days, Clifford stopped pushing. Two-thirds of his cock were buried inside her. He shifted his weight around, stirring inside her, causing her to gasp. Serah felt uncomfortably full and stretched, but nonetheless it felt incredible. She wiggled her hips experimentally and moaned loudly as the movement shifted the beast inside her. She took several deep breaths.
“Alright…nngh…now, go carefully.” She said. Clifford shifted his hind legs and began to pull his hips back, drawing himself out of her. Serah moaned happily at the feeling of the massive shaft being pulled out. Her fingers dug deep into the sand against the feelings. When just his head remained inside her, Clifford pushed back, just a bit faster this time. Serah barely stifled a happy scream as her organs once again made way for his cock. This process repeated several times over, the Behemoth letting her get used to him, then, with her permission of course, he began to take her in a fashion closer to how he would take a female of his own species, careful still not to kill her, but not exactly being gentle either.
Serah couldn’t have spoken even if she had wanted to, she was far too busy moaning and groaning like a slut. Once in a while, the cock would brush against a particularly sensitive area and she would scream as an orgasm wracked her lithe form. Clifford’s powerful thrusts filled her wonderfully, and all worries of internal damage left her as she gave herself over to the pleasure. Her moderate breasts were dragged across the sand with each push, the coarse grains rubbing wonderfully against her soft pink nipples. As with all animals, their coupling was intense but sadly brief. Serah was vaguely aware of Clifford huffing and snorting with effort above her, but she was unprepared for his climax. With a final, mighty thrust, Clifford put as much of himself inside her as would safely fit and began to spill his hot seed inside her. Serah screwed her eyes shut and gritted her teeth against her own torrential orgasm, she felt what must have been gallons of cum splash inside her as his cock jerked again and again.
Finally spent, Clifford gingerly stepped backward, removing his softening prick from her gaping cunt. Free from the support of his cock, Serah collapsed onto the sand, cum leaking profusely from inside her. All she could do was pant. Clifford leaned in close and sniffed her to make sure she was alright. Serah weakly raised her right arm and patted his snout.
“Good…boy..” She managed to say, before simply passing out, her final, fleeting thought being that she’d have to have that Flanitor of hers fix a few misplaced bits. Clifford curled himself around her protectively and lay his head on his massive paws, drifting slowly off into sleep himself.
Author's corner: I sort of farted this one out in about 45 minutes so, if it's not my best work, that's why. I've been playing XIII-2 quite a bit these past couple days, I've logged way too many hours in it already (over 15! Holy crap!) but hey, I'm enjoying it! You all finally got your Behemoth story, I hope you enjoy reading it as much as I enjoyed writing it. The game DOES actually let you dress the monsters up and name them. Clifford is in fact one of the names you can give the Behemoth. I wanted to name him Brohemoth, but it wouldn't let me, so I settled for Clifford. As in "Clifford the Big Red Dog." The basic premise for this story should lend itself well to additional chapters. Just gotta pick a monster and write a new and exciting chapter! Oh boy!
Obviously, I need to be in a certain mood to do these things, so the release schedule, such as it is, will continue to be "Whenever I write something new." Sorry. As always, please please please PLEASE tell me what you thought of it! Liked it? Loved it? Hated it? Just click right down there and make an author happy! Suggestions are always appreciated! Happy fapping!While AFF and its agents attempt to remove all illegal works from the site as quickly and thoroughly as possible, there is always the possibility that some submissions may be overlooked or dismissed in error. The AFF system includes a rigorous and complex abuse control system in order to prevent improper use of the AFF service, and we hope that its deployment indicates a good-faith effort to eliminate any illegal material on the site in a fair and unbiased manner. This abuse control system is run in accordance with the strict guidelines specified above.
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