Chapter 30: A Date with Tionishia
"Darling, darling!"
"Hm?" I open my eyes and they close by themselves. "What is it, Miia?"
"Wake up, darling. Look at the time!"
"I'm not getting late for school."
"But you are late for breakfast." Miia lies down on top of me, her nipples teasing my chest. "All of us are hungry."
"I'm sleepy." I wrap my arms around her and shift to the side. "Don't disturb me."
Her face is centimeters away from mine.
She rubs her nose against mine, giggling.
I open my stinging eyes and glare at her. She tries to laugh off my glare and fails.
"What time is it, my love?" I press my forehead against hers as I yawn and close my eyes.
"8:33."
"That's what you call late?" I laugh. "Oh, my innocent baby."
She is blushing when I kiss her forehead.
I nestle my head between her face and the pillow. "Let me sleep."
She wraps her snake body around my legs. The tip of her tail moves between my buttocks, pausing near my asshole from time to time.
I turn her on her back and lie down on her, my nose in her cheek. The door knocks.
"Pardon the intrusion."
Miia's scream almost ruptures my eardrum.
"What is this, Rachnee!" Miia screeches. "Get out right now!"
"But I'm hungry," Rachnee says, more weakness in her voice than mischief. "So is everyone else."
"Is everyone else…" Miia gulps. "… at the door?"
I hear whispers between Tio and Zombina, Cerea and Smith. The heat from Miia's face reaches my face and I chuckle.
"I'll be there after a while." I yawn. "Take Mero down, y'all. Leave Miia with me."
"So, Darling," Smith says as I'm picking up the plates after breakfast. "I have two questions. First, do you have a plan for rooting out the perp yet?"
"None." I pick the plates lying in front of Rachnee and Mero.
"Well, I do. But before we get to that, can you tell me why are dressed like that?"
"Dressed like what?"
"Fully."
I'm wearing a T-shirt and shorts.
"Well, I just thought you can do without ogling at my dick for one morning."
Laughter breaks at the table.
"I mean all of you."
The laughter is replaced by silent blushes.
"So what is this plan you're speaking of?"
"I went on a date with you yesterday," Smith starts.
"Uh-huh?"
"We can do the same with Tio and Zombina."
"If they're up for that." I look at them.
"Oh, I'm totally up for that." Zombina leans back in her chair, lifting its front legs off the ground.
"Tio?" I look at the bigger girl.
The blushing giant nods with her eyes low.
"Great. Who'll it be first?"
Zombina whispers to Tio, who yelps and covers her face with her hands.
"Tio says she's up for it." Zombina grins.
"Good." I nod. "It's Tio today, Zombina tomorrow."
"If that fails," Cerea says, "what then?"
"Then I have my loves to go on dates with me." I smile.
Tio mumbles, her face still covered.
"What is it, Tio?" Zombina leans toward her.
Tio says something, uncovering her eyes, casting a shy glance at me, thinking I'm not looking.
"Boyfriend," says Zombina peering at me. "Can we, I mean you and Tio, go tomorrow?"
"Sure." I sigh with relief. "I want to spend the day at home anyway. Tionishia."
"Hai?" Tio uncovers her blushing face, not looking at me.
"Prepare yourself well for tomorrow."
"Oh, sweetie, look! The ANM48 have released a new song!" Tio runs, holding my hand.
She is running on the sidewalk and my legs cannot keep up. So, she has to drag me behind her, which she is doing with inhuman ease.
She enters the shop, leaving me behind to catch my breath. Before I regain my composure, my bearings and my breath, she emerges from the shop and grabs my arm.
"Oh, look, sweetie. A candy shop!"
The dragging recommences.
"Wait, Tionishia, stop!"
She pauses, leaving me dangling behind her, my lungs on fire.
"Mo, sweetie, don't call me by my full name. You can just call me Tio."
"Okay, Tio." I pant. "My legs aren't as long as yours. Maybe you can go a little easy on me."
"All right. Now, let's go buy that candy!" She grabs my arm and proceeds to run me through the same exhausting process of dragging.
I sit on a bench as Tio pats a dog. She is 7'5", and yet she is the most gentle and caring girl I have ever seen.
My breath regulates as I smile watching her.
"Hey, babe," Zombina speaks into the communicator.
"Yes, Zombina?"
"You sure don't die easily."
"I'm just used to it."
"Sweetie, I want to buy some clothes." Tio sits beside me.
"Okay. Let's go then."
I get up.
"Should we walk now?"
"Yes." I smile. "You want to hold hands?"
She blushes as her eyes widen. She looks away and gives her head the slightest of nods.
"Which one do you think will look better on me, Sweetie?" She holds two sets of clothes in her hands.
"Hm, why don't you try both on?"
"Why?"
"That'll help me with deciding."
"I see!"
She emerges wearing a skirt and shirt along with a hat, everything with flowery patterns and bordered with frills.
"What do you think, Sweetie?" She whirls.
"I think… it looks good."
"Why aren't you looking at me?" She pouts.
"It's just that… they are too revealing."
Her huge breasts stare at me from her shirt, which fails to hide her buxom chest. The shirt is like a saddle on a dragon.
"I'm self-conscious about my size, sweetie," Tio pouts. "Be a bit more sensitive."
"I don't see anything suspicious, babe," Zombina says
"Keep on the lookout, Zombina." I glance in Tio's direction and she is not there.
"Sweetie." I glance in the direction of the voice and see Tio staring at me from behind the curtain of a trying room.
"Everything all right, Tio?" I walk to her.
"Yes, it's just that…" She pauses, her hands fidgeting behind the curtain.
"Yes?" I stop in front of her.
"I want to try this skirt, but it's stuck." She blushes. "Can you help me take it off?"
"Sure." I smile. "Turn around."
She turns around and bows forward, tucking her butt out.
"Inhale," I say. "Push your stomach in."
"Got it, sweetie!"
I remember that she is a futanari. A full-packaged futanari. The desire to see her set begins to dictate my actions.
I yank her skirt down, making sure her panties come with it.
My breath is stuck in my throat when I see her vagina, her balls, her flaccid cock which is longer than mine when erect.
I'm staring, feeling an erection coming when her shriek brings me back to my senses.
Tio is sobbing in the trying room.
"I didn't mean to, Tio." I'm sitting on the other side of the curtain.
"I really liked the skirt." She sobs.
That's what she is worried about?
"I rarely find cute clothes that fit me." She continues sobbing.
"That's not a problem, Tio."
"How!" Her face emerges from behind the curtain, startling me.
"Miia has the same problem as you." I turn to her. "She often buys clothes that are not her size. I adjust them for her. I can do the same for you."
Her face lights up. "You can?"
"Yeah." I smile.
"Oh, sweetie!" Before I know it, my head is pushed between her breasts. "You're so kind!"
"Don't mention it," I say against her breasts, my ebbing erection resuming. "Can't breathe."
Tio lets me go with a blush and a longing in her eyes and her separated lips. A glance at her legs lets me know she is suffering the same pain as me.
I take a deep breath. It does nothing for the frantic beating of my heart.
Tio and I spend most of our remaining date sitting for two reasons. One, to rest my legs. Two, her erection is too conspicuous when she is standing.
We sit and talk about the things she loves. She tells me she loves dogs and cats and plushies and snacks and music and showers and how she has just found out she loves footjobs as well because I am giving her one under the table right now.
I am not sure what is more exhausting, getting dragged behind her like a doll on a rope clutched in the jaws of a rabid dog or moving my feet from the base of her cock, along her shaft and right up to the tip, which elicits a little moan from her every time I squeeze it with my toes.
Lucky for us, the restaurant we are in is for couples which consist of one human and one extra-species and it is pretty much empty, with the declining number of men and all. In this crisis, the love hotel business is booming and resturants such as these will be extinct very soon.
The waitress left us alone after taking our order, assuring us that our order will be here in no less than ten minutes, giving me ample time.
"I'm cumming, sweetieeeee!"
I go down on my knees, placing my mouth at the tip of her penis, the semen hitting the back of my throat at staggering speed, almost knocking me down on my butt. I hold onto her cock with both hands for dear life. Lucky for me, the load isn't as big as it is swift, about two times what my usual load is, and I manage to swallow it all and I don't feel bad about it either. Perks of giving a blowjob on an empty stomach.
"Thanks for the meal," I say while sitting back in my chair, wiping my mouth with the back of my hand, the skin turning white with the cum on my lips. "That was lovely."
"Sweetie?" Tio's voice is a mewl. She is staring at the floor with an intensity that makes me think she is looking at a snake or something.
"Yes, Tio?"
Without saying anything, she places her foot, now out of its boot, on my thigh.
I hold it, squeezing it between both hands, its soft warmth sending pleasure throbbing through my whole body.
She meets my eyes, the look in them intense, as her other foot crawls up and down my crotch. "Let me do it for you now."
Lucky for us, Tio eats three to four times more than the average human, allowing her to eat my portions (which I could not eat because of her semen sloshing around in my stomach, not the result of just ONE release), and a few more, letting both of us rest our aching cocks.
After lunch, Tio wanted ice cream so we sit in an ice cream parlor, eating ice cream and doing just that, leaning our heads against each other, just enjoying each other's company.
The walk back home is one of the most romantic things I have ever done with nothing but romance on my mind, my cock feeling too tired to even glance up for the night.
Tio smiles as we walk back hand in hand, her smiling lips and eyes a most beautiful sight in the setting sun, the touch of her hand in mine warm, the knowledge and feeling of our intimacy between us, both of us excited at what the future holds for the two of us.
I plop down on the couch. The clock in the living room is striking six.
"So, nothing was found huh?" Smith sits down beside me, wearing a tank-top and shorts, her feet bare.
"Nope." I sigh, resting my head against the back of the couch.
"Don't let it get you down." She places her hand on my inner thigh.
"As my Smith wishes." I smile, my eyes closed. "Is everyone home?"
"Yep."
"Good." I get up. "I'll lock the doors and windows. There's a storm coming."
"It's just six, Yamato," Smith says. "Besides, the youngest here is Cerea at seventeen."
"They're my girls, Smith, including you." I turn to look at her, a smile on my lips. "I prefer to have them all here with me."
"Darling!" Miia rushes to me and hugs me. "I love you too."
I chuckle as I pat her head. "I love you, Miia."
Cerea, Mero and Rachnee appear behind her, all blushing.
"Good to see all of you, my loves. Let me lock the doors and then I'll prepare dinner."
"We were thinking…" Cerea fidgets.
"What, Cerea?" I reach my hand out to her.
She takes my hand with a blush and speaks, "Maybe we could do something after dinner… together."
"All of you, including Zombina and Tio?"
"If you want, Honey." Rachnee smiles, one hand on her hip. "Tio is part of the club, I feel." She winks while everyone else gapes.
"Sure." I nod, ignoring their reactions at the revelation. "We can play poker, table tennis."
"Till two in the morning," Mero says, excited as a child.
"If you can handle that." I chuckle, patting her head.
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