Chapter 64: Exploration
Edited by: Bunny, Arthur300000, Deathbricks, and ArchmageNaoki
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Locked the door; check.
Put Skynet in the bathroom; check.
Closed the curtains; check.
Kuro's Log, date 94754.18: It’s midnight, and I'm alone in my bedroom. This is the 10th experiment of my new body, I think. Well, I didn't exactly count. As always, I will boldly go where no man has gone before.
"Alright, let's unwrap the package." I pulled my panties down, exposing my cute, little pussy. Then I took Mr. White Rabbit, the smallest vibrator, out from my secret stash. Once again I will leave my orgasm to you.
Today is a special occasion though, I want to know how deep the rabbit hole goes, I mean, how deep the vibrator can go inside. My finger can only go so far, so I stole a chopstick from the kitchen.
"Hmmp!" Without further ado, I expertly slid Mr. White Rabbit inside, with the chopstick on its tail. Of course, I'm not turning the vibration on yet. If I did that I would cum too soon. Today, I'm going to explore the very depths of the abyss. At about a third of the length of the stick I felt Mr. White Rabbit was hitting something. This must be my cervix. The feeling of the vibrator hitting it was a bit tingling and sent shivers throughout my entire body.
My nipples were erect. My clit was erect. Even my tongue was erect. The feeling was too intense. I couldn’t see what happened down there because my back was arched up which caused my boobs to block the view. All I could see was two beautiful mountains. I used my free hand to knead one of them, and my mind drifted into wonderland. A girl’s body never plays fair it seems.
My anticipation intensified as Mr. White Rabbit continued pushing against my cervix. I felt like my internal organs were rearranging and stretching themselves to accommodate them. The feeling of arousal intensified more and more as he dived deeper and deeper. I began to worry that Mr. White Rabbit and my mind might go hand in hand into the abyss and get lost in the process. Still. I persevered...
"Damn, how deep can it go?" The entire length of the chopstick went inside. Yet It felt like my body could stretch a bit more. Oi! Isn't this nine inches already!? It seems like I can accommodate Cocoa's length... That monstrously mature dick of hers. I don't know about the thickness and girth yet though. Maybe I should try some bigger toys next? But wouldn’t that break my hymen? Should I do it?
Ugh, I used my finger to push the chopstick in a bit further, and the feeling of arousal got too intense and drove me crazy. I turned the vibration on to the max. *Bzzzz* The tremor that emanated deep inside me and ran throughout the length of the chopstick began to make a mess of my insides and my mind. I spasmed once, twice, thrice and then the big one came. I heard myself let out a strange noises from my mouth, again and again, then on its own my body pushed my hips forward and began to spray sacred liquid out all over the place. The muscles all over my body ignored that they were already spasming, and gyrated my hips without my consent. Soon, that muscle pain turned into pleasure and my sanity quickly faded like a sand castle under a wave. Everything was overridden by what seemed to be a tsunami of an erotic orgasms and the big bang.
I lost track of time but the clock said that a whole hour was spent in that intense period. This was the quirk I liked the most about a girl’s body, the perpetual orgasmic state. It was too addictive. Mr. White Rabbit, still vibrating vigorously, and the chopstick was pushed out along with a big puddle.
Tired, I avoided the mess on my bedsheet. I will let tomorrow me handle it because right now, I was too blissful to care. With a sore, tired, and extremely content body, too much to care about minor matters such as cleaning or healing myself, I burrowed myself into the thick blanket beside me and quickly fell asleep. That night I dreamt a happy dream full of rabbits and butterflies.
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It was another wonderful morning. I felt fully rested and clear headed. The sky was clear, the air was sweet, but there was a large, mysterious stain on my bed next to me. No, I couldn’t say it's mysterious while knowing full well what it was. Still, I didn't know how to handle it. At first I salvaged Mr. White Rabbit and Mr. Chopstick.
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I examined the damage and discovered that even the mattress was soaked through. The clock on the wall told me that there was only an hour left to prepare myself to travel to the airport, but my storage device told me that it would take at least half a day to clean up my mess. A troubling situation.
"Hmm, let's be an adult here and admit that I wet my bed." Was what I thought as I reached for the doorknob... Wait, isn't the adult way usually to go into denial and pretend that it was something else? Like those politicians. Maybe I could pour something over it and pretend that my hand slipped instead of my lower part... That's less embarrassing and also adult-like, like a politician.
Black coffee would be the best choice. You see, it's cool to drink black coffee in the morning, even so, it's very bitter. However, to leave my room and go to the kitchen it left too much uncertainty. Someone might stumble into my room. And living with my sister, the chance isn't that remote. So, I settled on a box of poroporo juice from my storage device.
"Ahh! My hand slipped!" I yelled unnaturally loud as I poured the juice all over my bed. The juice mixed up with the fluid and produce some kind of murky liquid, but it still looked more like poroporo juice. With this, the preparation was done. I happily skipped to the restroom for my usual business and dressed up as a perfect cat girl.
"Good morning, mistress. Your vital signs yesterday seemed erratic. What did you do before sleep?" Skynet inside the restroom curiously asked...
"It was midnight exercise." I told her and looked away.
Before I left my room I left an apology note to the housekeeper that I accidentally spilled a box of poroporo juice all over my bed, and placed 20 gems on top of it as a paperweight. Looking back at my handiwork, I have become a splendid adult. I give a pat to myself in my mind.
After that, we had breakfast which consisted of jam, butter, and chocolate spread on bread in a hurry. My new, long tail has become a bit of a problem because I often sit on it or knock something over with it.
"Eh he he, Kuro, it tickles." My sister half complained as my tail kept brushing her waist. I know I could just coil it around my body, but it's more relaxing to loosen it up and move it leisurely. So, I stood up and moved my tail to the other side, and continued a game of exploring the environment with my tail.
"Kuro, I know how you feel, but it's improper to swing your tail around during the meal." Cocoa lectured me while she sat like a proper lady on a high chair made for children. Wait, aren't you the one who was wagging your tails happily while having a burger yesterday?
I wanted to complain about that, but the doorbell rang. It seemed the new shift of staff had arrived. My brother, who finished the meal before us, put the newspaper he was reading down and went to answer the door. I had a quick look over its front page a bit. There were no articles about me in it. It seems Ms. Bluebell kept her promise.
I asked her to put the price on my article at one million credits. Even after sharing with Ms. Bluebell at fifty-fifty ratio, I would have half a million to myself, a wonderful proposal. However, no one seems to buy it. Maybe I should cut the price down in half. Still, selling it too cheap doesn't feel right somehow.
Maybe it was because after experiencing a few lucky streaks it made me underestimate how difficult money can be to come by in this world. If one million could easily be acquired, my family wouldn't be struggling that much. Still, I wished to have another million or two...
While I was still thinking hard about earning money, a group of adult Beastkins came in and formally thanked us for keeping the city safe. No, they thanked my teammates while ignoring Cocoa and me completely. The smallest squirrel girl in their group quickly looked away as our eye met. Did she intentionally ignore me or something?
"This is Kuro, the girl who defeated the bandit leader and the unique monster in the news." My sister suddenly introduced me, interrupting their leader who began to brag about their successful expedition. She looked frustrated somehow... but I'm in disguise, you know? I reluctantly removed my cat ear hair band and greeted them. The surprised expression stuck on their face for quite a long time.
We wasted some more time giving them my messy autograph. Well, they pitifully asked for it. I was embarrassed about my poor penmanship though. Maybe I should practice it some more. The squirrel girl who was ignoring me a moment ago noisily went 'Kya Kya' as I signed her T-shirt... What a troublesome girl she is. Still, their culture revere strong people, huh?
"My daughter would love this." Their blond hair Tigerkin leader said while my sister nodded sagely. It was hard to decide whether my sister was a fool or a sage. It was more of the former than the latter, or maybe both.
In the end, I was saved by the bell, a doorbell to be exact. The driver from Ms. Bluebell came to pick us up. Surprisingly, it’s Ms. Nyatalee in a neat but glossy uniform. She’s the cute red-haired catkin from merchant HQ that dealt with me a while ago. Who is she really?
"Good mornya~ Ms. Kuro! Wow, your tail looks beautiful. Do you have something for me to carry?" Her greeting was all over the place. I was going to reply that we are fine as is and can go right now, but she turned to everyone else and greeted them one by one while handing out her business card.
I looked at her business card that magically appeared in my hand.
Kuro Velvori's Manager
Nyatalee Skywhisker
Bluebell Entertainment
9150 Dragonfall Boulevard, Suite 350
Courage Hills, Black dragon flying continent, BH 90212
Phone: 555-070-6262
... At least I'll get to bring her home, right?