Ooooo, so there is a blog length...
I was thinking about not posting the rest of it, but where is the fun in that...
Lucy (the remainder)...
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Daylight impinged on her senses. She had a headache and her mouth tasted foul. She hadn't had that much wine. Maybe it had been off. It was cheap shite after all. Something smelled off as well. A cockerel was crowing outside. A cockerel? In the middle of Leeds, England-shire? And what the fuck was with that hand and arm over her stomach that wasn’t hers. Lucy opened her eyes and looked at a ceiling covered not with plaster, but with rough timber planks and enough cobwebs to give an arachnophobe an instant coronary. “What the fuck?” Her duvet had metamorphisised into a rather scratchy blanket. And it wasn't the only thing that had metamorphisised. Lucy lifted her hand and pulled the blanket back, revealing a massively muscled and scarred chest that was missing what she jokingly called her two greatest assets. Lucy squeezed her eyes tightly together, counted to ten and opened them again. Nope, still not right. And then there was that other arm across her chest. It was actually attached to a body. She followed the arm back to its owner. A female owner.
Fuck, her head hurt. Lucy sat up, disturbing the... girl... next to her. Lucy could not help but look down. Her stomach was missing its flab, and had gained a solid mass of muscle. Lucy poked it with a large, slightly hairy finger. She felt the prod and the touch of muscle against the finger that was not her finger, but yet, somehow was. And if that wasn't bad enough, she had a cock. A decidedly manly hand moved the penis aside revealing two massive hairy balls.
“Well, that's a sight you don't see every day!” Lucy felt slightly hysterical. The bed moved as two feminine arms wrapped themselves around her stomach. A head was rested against her shoulder.
“Last night was awesome. I don't think anyone has ever made me cum as much as you did last night…” Said the strange girl. The hands dipped lower, fondled her... Cock.. If things weren't confusing enough she was starting to get... hard. A fact not unnoticed by the strange girl in bed with her. “Mmm.. Someone is hungry this morning..”
Hungry? Lucy stated to speak, but a slender finger was placed across her lips. “Shhh, let me take care of that for you...”
The bed - which was rather uncomfortable, now that she thought about it, moved as the girl changed position. Hair that wasn't hers tickled her hips and the strange head was above her groin and her cock (!?!) was sucked into a warm and very willing mouth. The sensations were weirdly confusing. Her brain insisting that she shouldn't be feeling what she was feeling. It was too much to think about and a lot easier just to go with the flow of things. Besides, why not, it was just a dream after all. Lucy fell back onto the bed as the unknown girl continued to suck and tease her exceptionally hard cock.
The mouth stopped it's manipulations and the bed dipped and shifted again. “Awww..” Lucy started to say, just before a different wet warmth wrapped round her cock. Lucy didn't need to open her eyes to know what was happening. The bed creaked and groaned under the girls movement. The feeling that was building up inside Lucy, wasn't the normal reaction she had to pleasure, which was just to relax and wallow in the body wide warmth.
Lucy needed that pleasure in that strange piece of anatomy. It seemed to demand satisfaction. Lucy rolled the girl over onto her back and took over. It took her a minute to adjust to the new body position and to find the position and angle that best satisfied the urge inside.
The girl moaned and thrashed underneath her. Lucy felt fingernails dig into her back, tear at her skin.
“Kiss me...” The girl moaned. It wasn't easy to do, given the disparity in their height, but Lucy found a way as her hips slammed into the girl. Her orgasm was quick, almost caught her by surprise. Muscles in her groin contracting as she shot her seed into the girl. The unknown girl moaned as Lucy's seed spurted into her. Lucy kept thrusting until the pleasure subsided, which wasn't long, A few seconds at most. The girl hadn't peaked. Lucy had been in that state enough times to spot it in someone else.
Her cock had gone flaccid and slipped out, so she lay down next to the girl and used her fingertips to bring the girl off. As weird as the whole situation was, it seemed the decent thing to do. The unknown girl wriggled and giggled, grabbing at Lucy's large hand with her two smaller ones.
“My breast.” the girl moaned.
“What about it?” Lucy asked, half amused, half bewildered and totally confused.
“Suck it. Suck it, please:..” Well, she had come this far. Lucy adjusted her position and sucked the 'girls nipple and breast into her mouth…
The girl let at another loud moan and convulsed, the wetness flowing onto Lucy's hand informed her that mission was accomplished. The girl gently pushed Lucy's hand away, and Lucy, hungry for a different sustenance, and a little embarrassed, stood. The wooden floor boards felt so real underfoot. Scarily so. Lucy needed to put on some clothes, but there wasn't much around to wear. There was a simple thin shift that Lucy picked up and automatically let drop again when she realised that there is no way it was going to fit over her new body. There was a leather harness and a furry leather pouch that was all too familiar, in that it was what her character wore in the game. It wasn't real, so why not.
Lucy stepped into the groin pouch and fastened its belt. She looked at the leather harness and had visions of butch gay men in shorts, chaps and police hats wearing the harness. Okay, maybe not the harness. And there was her characters axe, resting up against the wall. It looked huge. There was no way she could lift, let alone wield it.
Didn't stop her trying though.
She grasped the shaft and put all her strength into it, not expecting it to budge in the slightest. The axe shot up into the air as though it had been launched from a catapult. “Woa!” Lucy killed her swing before she did any damage and carefully set the axe back down. The damn thing had felt so light in her hand. There was a pair of fur topped boots next to the axe. Lucy pulled them on and left the room, as the girl on the bed was causing strange feelings within her. Disturbing feelings.
There was a cramped, narrow flight of stairs outside of the bedroom door. A door which she had just painfully bashed her head against the top of on the way through. Damn, did things not look weird from this height. At the bottom of the stairs was another doorway and another head bang. She couldn't believe she had just twatted her head again, right after she had just done so. The doorway led into a room. Straw covered the floor and tables and benches were dotted around.
It was mostly empty. Mostly. A few peasant types were dotted about here and there. Three hunched figures were huddled in a corner. Even though she couldn't see their faces, she recognised the clothes. “Surely not....” Lucy strode over, and because she was so bloody tall and conspicuous of the fact, she sat down next to the figure that looked remarkably like Polly's character. Minus the top hat.
This dream just gets weirder. Bowls of food and tankards of something lay in front of her three gaming friends, untouched. Lucy didn't know what to say. Did it even matter in the dream world. “Err.. Morning?”
The female mage looked up, revealing a face that looked as though it had not long bitten into a lemon. The dress was the same. Good quality, quite nice really. A bit wrinkled, not really sitting right. Remarkably like the mage wasn't used to wearing a dress.
“No. Before you say it. This is NOT a fucking dream!” The female mage with Kevin's male voice fairly snarled the statement out.
“Someone got out of the wrong side of bed this morning.” Lucy remarked, somewhat hysterically. Her fellow gamers seemed remarkably mute. Lucy pulled over a bowl and tried some of the, broth, she thought it was. It was alright. A bit cold.
Toby was wrapped up tight in his green cloak, though Lucy could see the tips of his Elfin ears. He looked quite cute actually. In a female sort of way. He wasn't Looking at anyone and was kind of looking like a tortoise peeking out of his shell. Lucy took another look around her three mates and looked down at her breast free chest to the loin?... breach?... what did they call that thing? And burst out into loud laughter. Heads throughout the inn turned in her direction.
“What's so funny?” Polly eventually asked.
Lucy wiped the tears from her eyes. “It's just dawned on me that if we are our characters, then Toby has one very small tissue’s worth of clothing under that cloak.” Lucy burst out into laughter again.
Toby mumbled something that sounded remarkably a lot like, “Fuck off...”
Polly cast an appraising eye over Lucy's body with it's one item of torso clothing. “People in glass houses shouldn't throw stones...”
“Yeah, but it's a pretty amazeballs body isn't it?”
Polly pursed her lips, raised her eyebrows and nodded her head. She reached a hand out. “can I touch?” Lucy nodded and Polly touched her arm and prodded Lucy's chest. “Fuck me! It's like touching warm stone!”
Kevin groaned “Get a fucking room.”
Polly couldn’t help herself. “Is it you know, like the rest of you downstairs?”
“Like a fucking massive salami!” Lucy admitted.
“Oh dear god...” Kevin groaned and dropped his head into a pair of delicate hands, long hair falling down to touch the table top.
“What about you Polly?”
Polly shook her head sadly and held up her pinkie and wiggled it which caused Lucy to burst out into laughter again.
“This is fucking mad! Is this real? I really feels real..”
Polly reached out and dragged over a scroll that had been on the table next to Kevin. Polly stopped it in front of Lucy and nodded her head down at it. Lucy picked it up and unrolled it. There was the remains of a wax seal on it.
: Congratulations! Our fair play team has validated your run through the final dungeon and we can now grant you, your prize. Your in game time equates to your prize time. Should you die before the end of your allotted time in the secret level, you will respawn back in your bed on the morning after the day of defeating the final boss… :
“Shit! We’ve got months logged in on this game. How the fuck is that even possible? Is it like... “
Polly shook her head. “Don't even start Lucy. I've had over an hour of that shit already with that pair. I'm not going through it again. It's happened, were here, wherever the fuck 'here' is…”
The door leading to the upstairs rooms opened and the unknown girl appeared, dressed in just the thin shift and a pair of sandals. Heads followed her, as she walked through a beam of morning sunlight, her dark areolas becoming visible along with the dark hair of her pubes through the thin material of the shift.
“Well I never,” Polly said “Someone’s managed to wear even less than rabbit ears over there.” Toby didn't appear to have heard, still wrapped up in his misery. The girl came closer and closer still. She stopped next to Lucy and climbed onto Lucy's considerable lap. Kevin's female mage’s jaw dropped and even Toby seemed to surface out of his fugue.
“Err...” Lucy looked down over the girls somewhat gaunt and bony shoulder. The girl’s nipples were quite proud through the material, or the material really was thin, Lucy wasn’t really sure which.
The girl pulled over one of the other untouched bowls and got stuck right in. “What?” she said in response to the stares of the other three. “A night of fucking always makes me hungry...”
“Umm...” Behind the girl, Lucy felt the colour start to flood her face. The girl finished off the contents of the bowl, smacking her lips happily and turned slightly so she could wrap her arms around Lucy and rest her head against Lucy's bare chest.
“I've never had anyone make me cum as much as you have in one night. And this morning was just as awesome. Four times. Four fucking times!” The girl sighed happily.
“Umm..” Lucy looked nervously at the stunned expressions of the other three.
Polly gave her a sharp pointed look. “We need to talk. Alone...”