What The Water Gave Me (Absinthe & Torita)

So, at this point Daniel should have known not to let his retainer "Experiment" on him and his chaos aura, but apparently he wasn't as smart as he liked to think he was.

The short story was that Carmina had wanted to cast some teleportation spell on Daniel to see if she'd finally figured out how to circumvent his aura, which had been a topic of interest for her for some time. So, she cast it, and he disappeared, and he suddenly reappeared in his home to a stunned looking Carmina, but there was something weird about her...

...namely that her breasts were a few sizes larger, and that she seemed fairly surprised to see a scarred up version of Daniel standing before her. She immediately deduced that she, and an alternate-Carmina, had cast the same spell at the same time with the same effect, and the two Daniel's had swapped places.

It took an afternoon of web browsing and conversation between him, Carmina and Danielle to figure out the main differences of the two universes.

Those differences were, categorized simply...:

-Daniel 2's parents had died, but instead of running off to the military, in this universe, Daniel joined the police and became a Supernatural Specialist.
- The Daniel from this world, Daniel 2, was considerably less scarred up, but more or less the same as the one that had showed up.
- Daniel 1 seemed to be a lot less grumpy than Daniel 2, who was pretty much bored with his "Perfect smut world" as he so eloquently put it.
- Daniel 2's world seemed to, more or less, be at peace. Wars were still fought over a lot of stupid shit, but they often devolved into orgies somehow. The only real threat were the supernaturals who preyed on mankind. Speaking off...
- Supernatural people were known and embraced, but there were two "Breeds" of almost every supernatural kind. "True" and "Fake".
- Surgical enhancements and science in general had advanced to insane levels to the point where turning a person into a vampire, werewolf, naga, demon, angel, etc with all of the perks and none of the draw backs was actually possible. Ironically, this prompted a kind of divide for people to differentiate between 'True' and 'Fakes', with the 'True' beings taking pride in what they were. Seemed a lot of their "Problems' stemmed from being hidden from mankind in the past. Go figure.
- Daniel and Danielle were one of the few people who didn't enhance themselves, considering the amount of money they had. Then again, they were rather gorgeous specimens to begin with so they hadn't seen the need.
- Daniel was the Supernatural Specialist Commander or SSC for the region. He basically "Owned" his city and could do whatever he wanted to stop any kind of Supernatural threat if necessary, but was expected to actually show restraint.


So about a week went by with Daniel acclimating himself to his role and to this new world. Thankfully, not a lot had changed, except one thing. His bar, The Soldier's Rest, was now the Officer's Den. He wasn't too happy about that, until he saw that his "Shrine" to his deceased wife didn't exist. When he asked his sister "What happened to Kimiko?" and she responded "Who the hell is Kimiko?" He had to have some level of... relief. She wasn't dead here. That was... that was good.

He got a call in the morning as he got out of bed, yawning and scratching his side as he answered.

"Yeeeeellloo" He said into the phone, the voice of the now familiar dispatch officer filling his ear
"Hey Danneh. Got a call in that some crazed fishwoman is causin' trouble over at the wharf. Apparently she got high on somethin' and got into a shouting match with some tourist. MAybe go down there and see if you can calm her down before she does somethin' silly" She spoke, her voice heavily accented. Probably Irish.
"Right, can do. Tell their... I dunno, mayor? Whoever runs the wharf, tell them I'll be down in twenty once I've showered and whatever" He said before hanging up.

Thirty minutes later he was walking across the long bridge that connect what most humans called "The Wharf" to the shore. He was looking quite a bit like a tourist himself, considering his black hair was pushed back from his gorgeous face, revealing black shades that hid his bright, amber eyes from view. Most SSO's, Supernatural Specialist Officers, tended towards a uniform of some kind while Daniel just liked to go by his own intimidating aura. Apparently in both universes, that hadn't change even a little bit.

At present, DAniel was clad in a black button down, a white undershirt underneath it to give some semblance of modest should he decide to unbutton it. The black jeans that hugged his waist and legs were a bit roomier than needed, primarily to provide mobility, but hugged his taut, rather firm ass nonetheless. A pair of black, shined leather shoes clacked across the tiled walkway as he approached the wharf. Apparently the mermaid in question had at least been forced back to her room where she was kicking up a storm hard enough to actually stir the waters about the 'island'. If this kept up, someone could get hurt.

He was escorted to her room where he pushed the door open and entered, raising an eyebrow as he removed his sunglasses and folded them into his shirt pocket, saying "Hey, fishlady, think you can calm down and talk to me? Maybe tell me what the hell you're throwing a tantrum over before you accidentally hurt someone who doesn't deserve it?". Despite his gruff tone, he was grinning brightly at her, as though he didn't think she was much of a threat.

The Warf was an odd amalgam of houses, ponds, fountains and everything that might allow sea dwelling creatures to live in and around their land or air dwelling counterparts. Built over several decades, the bridge was built three miles out and led to the artificial island. In the center was a sort of town square that held a large fountain and various shops. As mermaids and other aquatic beings had to have at least some water to live and move about. Normally the Warf was a very quite place. Many mermaids preferred to live under the water, only coming up when they needed to work, buy things, or interact with the surface dwellers. But some, more bold and adventurous mermaids had been transforming the nature of the incorporated town.

One such was Tilari, a young blonde of no more than twenty eight. She was a natural born mermaid. A pale skinned human on the top half of her body, and a scaly red and orange colored fish on her lower half. She worked as a model during most days. Making quite a bit of money in the very lucrative fetish industry. In many ways she was the Bettie Page of the mermaids. A very buxom woman with large fake H cup breasts that sat high on her chest and an equally large rear that had been enhanced as well. Though it was on her fish half. Swimming through the canals that served as sidewalks, she turned almost every head most days. Whether it be because of the tiny seashell shaped pink bikini top she often wore, her large breast, her puffy lips, or the long blonde hair that ran freely down her back and past her large ass.

Tilari had just made a bunch of cash doing a pinup shoot for a men's magazine and decided to celebrate. Going into town from her large house that sat on the outskirts, the fishy woman decided to buy herself some salt. The street name for a narcotic that was a massive high and aphrodisiac for her kind. Sniffing the whole dime bag, the busty and flirty blonde decided she wanted to find someone to fuck with. But mistakenly, she chose someone who just so happened to be out with their wife. A fight ensued, and she ended up splashing and punching a few bystanders.

"bitch, you can share his fucking cock!" she yelled and screamed at the woman. Another water dweller, with an octopus's eight legs in place of human ones. The cat fight was brutal. The husband found himself getting punched by both woman. By Tilari for not going off to fuck. And by his wife for even looking at the horny mermaid.

When the cops were called, the silicon enhanced babe tried to make it out to sea to avoid the whole thing. But some strong arms of local citizens had manged to hold her and bring her back to her home. It was there that she was struggling. Splashing around in the water of her floor as the officer questioned her.

"The bitch started it!" she swore. "I just wanted a quick fuck, and her husband seemed willing by the look of his eyes. But the whore just wouldn't share. So I don't really see what I did wrong. I mean, it's just sex."

Something about the cute officer made her stop thrashing. While still hoped up on salt, Tilari was by no means so out of it that she couldn't admire a handsome stud.

To be honest, Daniel was fairly impressed by the merwoman before him. She was absolutely gorgeous, and he couldn't say that he didn't enjoy the sight of those utterly massive tits of hers. She looked a cross between a size fetishists wet dream, the little mermaid and Barbie, which was an odd thought now that he was thinking about it. He had to actually force himself away from the more... lewd thoughts that had entered his mind.

"From the report given to me by the officer that showed up in the first place, she's one of them surgically enhanced lot whereas you're a full blooded merwoman. You gotta remember that we humans generally have more... what's the word? We're more reserved than you lot are, and a lot of us really don't like to share our partners" He explained to her as he approached and leanded on the edge of the pool she was thrashing around in, chuckling as he watched her. He was a bit mystified that he hadn't gotten an eyefull of bouncing breasts. Whatever they used to keep those bras on, they were good work.

"One way or the other, the "Whore" as you called her can't press charges because she started the fight, and I'm not even going to suggest you press charges since you actually started the altercation as a whole. You started it, but she threw the first punch" He explained to her, amber eyes trained on her face "You've also, from what I understand, got a metric fuck ton of "Salt" in your system which probably explains why a prominent model such as yourself is acting like a teenage brat. Not illegal, mind you, but wouldn't help your case any. The short version of all this is that you're getting off scott free, but I'm keeping you under house arrest for the night, since you've already disturbed the peace once. That being said, I can always throw in a "Suggest" he made the appropriate air quotes as he said it "that the local law enforcement get someone to... look after you, if that would help keep you in line"

DAniel had never been one for conventional methods of dealing with things, and unfortunately knew how even casual drug users got when they were high, horny, and looking for a quick lay. The easiest thing, overall, for him to do would be to give her what she wanted. He had to admit, however, that he very much wanted to give her that personally, if only because he had a feeling that not only could she take every last inch of his cock, but she was probably as skilled as those huge breasts, that perfect ass, and those pouty, cocksucking lips implied.

"So, what'll it be dearie? Shall I get someone down here to take care of you or do you plan on behaving?" He asked her for clarification, giving her a rather suggestive look as he grinned "I mean, either way it's your night. ONce this is done, I get to go back to reading and listening to my twin sister bitch about her last failed date"

Tilari sat with her arms folded. Her living room had a pool in the middle with a hole out to the ocean. Resting her fish butt on her water proof couch, her lower half was submerged while her upper was free. Glaring at the officer, she did her best not to just attack him. She had no idea what the big deal was. She had just wanted a quick fuck. Hell, she'd have even gone for a threesome if the bitch had been willing. But she didn't want to wind up in jail, so she nodded and smirked. "Okay. Whatever you say...officer" she said, rolling her eyes.

Not eager to have someone there to babysit her, so she had no plans for making it any more comfortable for him. If he wanted to stay around and keep her under house arrest, he was going to have to just tough it out. Slipping off her couch, she swam though the house to go get herself a bottle of wine. Pouring herself a glass, she came back to her couch and turned on the tv. "I'll behave." she said with a grimace. "I just need to get laid here soon. A nice good fuck with a fat cock."

Sighing softly, Tilari casually rubbed her exposed tight tummy. Thinking to herself, she looked over at the officer and his pants. Noticing what looked like a bulge, she licked her lips and motioned him over.

"Uh....so officer. Can I get anything for you?" she asked with a glint in her eye.

"Y'know, when people use that kind of tone with me and start rolling their eyes, I generally end up having to spank someone" The man quipped, chuckling at her display of disdain. Obviously she wasn't happy that she hadn't gotten railed, and from what he understood about 'Salt', he couldn't really blame her, in so far as he could actually blame her for ingesting the stuff to begin with. Either way, he wasn't about to make her suffer, not if he didn't have a good reason.

The bulge that she noticed wasn't exactly... normal. Instead of just a big thick bulge at his crotch, it seemed as though he'd had to tuck the length of his oversized endowment down the leg of his jeans so that, if one looked closely while he was aroused, they'd see the outline of his thick, heavy cock running down his thigh. Compared to the guy she was attempting to molest earlier, he was probably quite a bit bigger.

He raised an eyebrow at her motioning, then slipped off his shoes, tugging his socks off and rolling up his jeans. The man literally disappeared, then suddenly reappeared on the couch beside her, sitting with one leg cross over the other as he said "You know, you're not exactly the most subtle fish I've ever met. The only way you could make it more plainly obvious that you want to get fucked is if you had a neon sign on your tits saying "Fill this with spunk".

"If you're offering, you can give me that glass of wine to drink while you put your mouth to better use" He grinned teasingly at her, holding out a hand to take the glass "Either that or I can send some poor, limp dick rookie down here for you"

Swimming over to where the officer was sitting, Tilari pursed her lips and eyed his large bulge. The forceful way he spoke to her was making her pant. She was normally the more dominant one in all the sexual endeavors she had been in. But it was only for the one night, and she could make an exception. So she handed him the wine glass and then motioned for him to take off his pants. "I'll make you a deal," she said as she took off her bikini top and let the huge fake tits flop free. "If I like your cock and you eat me out, I'll let you cum anywhere you what. As much as you want for the rest of your time here. Sound fair?"

Smirking to herself as she eyed his ample man meat, Tilari licked her puffy lips and eagerly awaited having a mouth full of dick. She hadn't fucked anyone who was that hung in a while, and the thought of his huge member was making her salivate a bit. Her pussy was soaking wet and her large ass had begun to wiggle in anticipation. Waiting for him to take his pants off, she began to whine a little.

"Come on already, get that fat fucking cock out for me." she demanded with pouty lips. "I want to taste it and get it nice and wet before I let you fuck me. "

Daniel chuckled as he stood up, balancing on the edge of the tank rather neatly as he slowly unzipped his jeans, then unbuttoned them. He worked them down in such a way that she couldn't see even an inch of bare cockflesh until his jeans had cleared the incredibly long shaft and his thick shaft practically bounced up to smack her tits. His shaft was large, even by supernatural standards at an inch shy of a foot, and about as thick as a coke can. Despite what she could see of his scarred legs and thighs, his cock was miraculously unmarred, but was thickly veined. He kicked his pants off again and gracefully sat back down, legs spread to give her enough room to get in front of him as he took the wine and sipped it.

"You're assuming that you have any say on where I am going to cum on or in you" He told her, lounging back as his cock stood up straight, twitching in anticipation "Fact of the matter is, I'm going to cover you with all of this hot, sticky jizz. I'm going to pump that tight little cunt and that fat fuckable ass so full of jizz that you're going to get pregnate one way or the other. Think of it as punishment for causing trouble for people you shouldn't be causing trouble for"

((Sorry for the delay. personal things to take care of. This is my first response for the day))

Tilari's mouth began water when she saw the massive rod of man meat being revealed. Licking her lips in anticipation, she swam up to where his third leg was resting and took the nearly foot of flesh in her hands and stared into his eyes. "Oh, you're going to knock my fishy ass up are you?" she teased as she began to stroke his massive schlong. "Hmmmmm, now that would be an abuse of your power wouldn't it? I could really report you for that kind of talk. But I don't think I will. I think you and I can come to some sort of an arrangement." Deciding she'd talked enough, Tilari held his dick and guided it into her mouth. Looking into his eyes, Tilari held the base with her left hand and stroked it softly. Guiding her right to his large meaty balls, she massaged them softly while she gazed into his eyes.

Moving her mouth back and forth so her puffy and pouty lips caressed his cock, Tilari felt herself become even wetter and hornier. Swishing her tail in excitement, the mermaid felt her nipples become rock solid in arousal. Eager to feel his cock inside of her, she worked hard to take all of his cock and suck him off nicely.

"Oh, that's just adorable. You really think you can cause me trouble?" He teased her as he watched her slowly stroke his shaft, then engulf it between those thick, dick sucking lips. He sipped the wine, then swirled it idly in the glass as he purred "I could have come in her, caught you, dragged you from the water and raped your fat ass until it was sore and there's nothing you could have done about it. Report or not, There's not a lot you can do. You're just lucky I'm such a nice guy~". His eyes stayed locked with hers as he watched her work, precum spurting in thick ropes onto her tongue every few seconds.

"Mmnn, fuck. Good girl. See if you can get to the base. If you can, maybe I'll skip filling your belly with cum and skip right to the part where I fuck the sense out of you" He groaned, lounging back some.

Rolling her eyes as she sucked him off, Tilari just kept working on his dick. Stroking it as she shoved more and more of the thick man meat into her mouth. The sheer size of his cock meant that she had to work it into her mouth slowly. Taking an inch and then pulling back so she could force more with the next push. Determined to prove him wrong, Tilari worked hard on his dick and within a few minutes had manged to get over eight inches into her mouth. Removing the one hand from his balls, she drifted it down her toned tummy and to her cunt, where she began to tease her clit while she sucked him off. "He's not going to cum if I don't." she thought to herself. Slowly, she sucked more and more of him. Gulping down the precum as it came. The addictive taste and lubrication making it easier to deep throat more and more of his dick. Finally, after around twenty minutes, she had cleared the last inch and her lips were no wrapped around the base of his shaft.

Looking into his eyes, Tilari let out a triumphant moan and giggled against his cock. her jaw ached and she would really need to stop soon. So she pulled it out of his mouth with a pop and then jumped out of the water and onto the couch next to him. "So are you going to fuck my slutty cunt now big boy?" She teased as she laid out and teased the wet slit that was just above her fish half. "Do it. And if I like your dick, I'll be your personal whore."

Nobody could ever say Daniel didn't have amazing self control, considering that throughout the twenty minutes of sucking him off, he hadn't busted his nut several times. That being said, he actually had to fight not to do just that. Anyone else would've literally filled her with cum by this point. He finally breathed a sigh of relief as she made it to the base and pulled back, chuckling as he said "Pretty sure that after that amazing suck job, when I do cum in your pussy, I'm going to knock you right the fuck up one way or the other so I really hope you enjoy having a big, round belly full of my kids".

Daniel watched as she moved, then followed after her and teased "So you're going to be my personal whore then?". He straddled her tail and pressed the tip of his thick shaft into her, then began to slowly, tortuously work his way into her pussy, stifling a groan of pleasure as he felt her squeeze around him. "Mmn, starting to regret letting you suck me off so much, I think I might pop my first load a bit early" He panted as he groped both of those oversized balloons she called tits, squeezing and kneading them as he began to pull out, then push forward to get deeper with each thrust.

His shaft was almost too thick for her, stretching her open around the smooth, well veined rod of cockflesh that was slowly pushing into her. She could feel thick shots of precum splashing into her, ropes of pre-seed making her more wet to allow him to slide into her more easily.

Tilari looked at him with a bit of a puzzled expression. "So you are determined to breed me then?" She asked curiously as he got on top of her. "Not that I'm opposed, but I have no desire for a one night stand. So if you put minnows in me, I will insist on you doing it again and being a father for them. Otherwise I'll just sue you for child support and raise them myself." Having no clue of his real intentions, she gasped as his sandwhich length cock ventured into her. "Holy shit that's fucking huge!!!" she gasped out in a high pitched squeal. "FUCKING fuck!!! Oh god damn boy that is the fattest cock I have ever fucked." Groaning as he man handled her massive silicon enhanced tits, she lay back and prepared for the fucking of a lifetime. Knowing that she was just his toy and he would use her however he wished. 

"Shit shit shit!!!" she groaned out over and over as he thrust in and out of her. "Do it baby!!!" she insisted. "Cum inside me and make me your breeding bitch!! Pump me full of all that thick baby batter and make me a fat titted mommy!!! Damn I want a big round tummy full of your cream!!!" Laying back, she began to work her hips, trying to stimulate him faster so he would soon cum inside of her and knock up her pussy as he had said he would. Tilari didn't even know what his name was, but she knew that with such a fat cock and a desire for her bimbo body, he would be a good fuck stud to have around. She had been so use to a one night stand, that the idea of such a hung man around as a lover was making her cum on his dick. Her tight human half pussy clamped down hard and massaged his shaft as he drove inside of her. 

"DAMN!!!" she cried out as she came. Never before had some come so easily from just dick. usually it took more stimulation, especially of her clit. But this was no ordinary dick. He was hung like a god, and she was going to do her best to keep him around. "Fuck me!!" she groaned as she felt another orgasm build within her. "Make me your bitch and spend the rest of your life buried inside my tight bimbo cunt!!"

"Well, let's be fair, I came down here to scold and possibly spank you for doing bad things to perfectly innocent people just because you felt entitled to fuck someone, and I can see why. You're probably not used to hearing "No" a lot, are you?" He asked her as he sunk the last few inches into her, then began to really pound that fat, thick lipped pussy as hard as he damn well pleased, each stroke inside of her seeming to bring more force with it "And I mean, considering my family's lineage, my stint... oh wait, I wasn't in the military here.. unf, fuck you're tight... well let's just say this job pays well so if I do end up being a dick... you... holy fuck that's good... you're pretty much fuckin' set... Okay, can't think enough to talk..."

He decided to shut up and press his body against hers, pulling her into a rough and dominating kiss where his tongue invaded her mouth, wrestling with hers in return as that fat dick kissed the opening to her womb. He could feel his thick, heavy, seed laden nuts churning up spunk already, and he knew his first load was coming quick. Instead of stopping, he went faster and faster, even as he began to pour his load of jizz deep into her, filling her womb and her pussy with all of that creamy, thick, potent cum. Even as their first orgasms rocked them, he kept hammering into her, his hands on her tits to push himself back to a semi- riding position.

"Ngh, I hope you have a second pussy on this tail somewhere because I don't think this one has enough room to take all the cum I can give tonight" He groaned, working his hips even quicker, feeling his second load already building up quickly.

Tilari wasn't good to talk either. His massive dick was hitting places no one had ever been to before. There was a feeling of fullness so great that she was sure her stomach must have been bulging. But looking down past her massive chest, she saw no such bulge. Moaning louder and quicker, the mermaid began to feel a massive orgasm approach from the massive cock that was hitting her g-spot over and over. Suddenly she felt it without warning and threw her head back and screamed. Loudly and sharply, crying out. "FUUUUUUUCK!!!" she yelled at the top of her lungs. Feeling her tight cunt clamp down and squeeze him with all the force it had. Panting, she wondered if she could really take a long onslaught were he to give it to her. But it was a challenge she was willing to try. Even if she was exhausted by the morning.

Hearing his breath become heavy and his thrusts deeper, Tilari knew that the officer was going to be releasing into her soon. Bracing herself for the torrent, she cried out and came again as his potent and powerful load rushed inside of her and began to fill up her womb. "HOLY FUCK!" she cried, wrapping her arms around him. Her flat tummy had begun to expand, trying to accommodate all the creamy semen that he had flooded her with. Panting as another smaller orgasm shook her, Tilari sighed and laid her head down in a tired state. "I don't know if I can really go any more." she said honestly. "That was the biggest dick I've ever taken. And your load is so huge I look pregnant."

Panting, she felt him continue fucking her and just started to cry in overwhelming pleasure as she came again on his massive member. Her now slightly round tummy would be filled with even more seed soon, and there was no way she was going to not end up pregnant with a belly full of minnows. So the merwoman just lay there and let him fuck her. Knowing that he would tire eventually .

His second load was far too much for her pussy to handle, instead squirting out from around his thick shaft, pretty much overflowing over her pussy lips and down between her legs as he added onto the already copious amount of his seed that he'd shot into her once tonight. He actually had to stop, panting heavily as he slowly tugged out and sat back. After a few moments he moved over her, running his hands over her belly as his thick shaft laid on her mound, idly rubbing the cum soaked opening as he cooed "If this is a teaser on how you're going to look pregnant, I cannot wait for you to start showing".

He moved until he was pulling her again him, turning her so she was cuddled into his chest as he pulled her into a soft, teasing little kiss before purring "So am I going to have to build an addition onto my house for you and the kids, or am I going to have to move to the shore? I mean, either one works for me, I just need to know what's going to make you comfortable, and more available for more dickings like that"

Tilari gasped and came again as his second load hit. The explosion caused her to leak cum that dripped down her long scaly fish body. The thick chunky white cream rubbed into her green body and made her scales softer. Panting and out of breath, she looked down at her cum filled tummy and laughed. Rubbing it softly with her hands, she looked up at him and giggled. "Yeah....." she said, not knowing what to really say. "So are you going to be an involved dad then?" she asked "I have enough room here for a few. But why don't we expand. I feel like a dozen minnows were just planted inside of me. And somehow I feel like this is going to be the first of many seedings that you'll be giving me."

Taking his hand, the bimbo mermaid led him off to where the bedroom was. Which was basically just a shallow pull with a soft mattress she could lay on but still be in the water. "So can you see yourself living here?" she asked, laying down and motioning for him to join. "So what exactly is your name? I never caught that. I'm Tilari as you know. But I'd kind of like to know who it was that knocked me up. It might be helpful for the birth certificate." Thinking to herself, the merwoman hoped that he would at least make an honest woman out of her and propose before any babies were due.

*****

In a bar back on the mainland. A tall mature red head was sitting alone at a table, sipping from her thick red drink with a celery stick in it. She wore a tight black dress with a plunging v neckline and low cut to the point her legs were showing off. Sipping her beverage, she finished it and nodded to the bar tender for another. In the darkness, she looked around and took in the sights. Curious who was out this late in the night.

"Of course I am. Nothing worse for a kid than their parents being split up, especially over stupid reasons" Daniel told her, pulling her against him once he'd laid down beside her. He blinked a few times, trying to think back to if he'd actually told her his name or not, and apparently he'd neglected to actually tell her that before hand. Well, that was embarrassing.

"Daniel Horatio Carver, the Eighth, but you can just call me Daniel if you like" He teased, reaching over to grope one of her breasts, toying with the heavy tit as she said "And you are very right, I am probably going to seed you quite a few more times before you give birth, and quite a few more after the fact. Now that I think about it though, i have a feeling Danielle is probably going to kick my ass for knocking up some woman I just met. Eh, wouldn't be the first time a Carver did something like that". He leaned over and gave her a nice, sweet kiss on the lips before saying "As far as expansion goes, I'd be amenable to that. I will need somewhere dry to sleep, as I don't know what kind of effect sleeping in salt water has on people"

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It had been a long, long night and Mason was only finally winding down. He'd gone home after the breadth of it, showered the blood away and dressed in a hooded shirt, a white button down, jeans and sneakers, then headed out. Luckily for him, he looked a bit older than he was, and the fake ID he'd obtained was almost indistinguishable from the real thing, making it child's play to get into the bar that night. He might have amazing power, but there were still laws to be followed, and skirted around.

"Absinthe, gimme the jug and the spoon so I can do it myself" He called to the barkeep as he took a seat at the bar, then realized someone was sitting beside him. He turned his head to look at her, then just stared wide eyed for a minute.

After a moment he realized he was staring and seemed to snap back to reality, stating "Sorry, uh, I've... never seen you before. Ever. Are you.. new to town or..?"

Smiling, she moaned as he groped her breasts and giggled at his words. "Ah, okay then Daniel." she replied with a blush. "Are you going to arrange a wedding to make me an honest slut? Or am I going to just be a breeding bitch and spend all my time getting fucked by you?? I'd prefer to at least be Mrs. Carver. That way you be proud that you gave me your name. Tilari Carver does have a decent ring to it. And I look amazing in white lace."

Smirking, she nodded. "I make enough money we could actually afford to buy a new house." she said with a smile. "You have no idea how much money people throw at me to dress like a slut and pose in front of the camera. So I'm sure we could find a house that can fit both of our needs, as well as having enough bedrooms for some babies." Sighing, she lay there and began to drift off. Kind of tired from the sheer amount of baby batter he'd flooded her with. "You can use the couch if you want." she suggest with weary eyes. It's probably more comfortable for you than here."

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The busty red head smiled at the young man, pursing her lips and pondering his presence in the bar. "Nor I you." she replied with a flirty smile. "Is this your first time in this bar?" she asked curiously. Crossing her legs, she sipped her red drink and pondered how he had managed to get himself a drink in the first place. Being around for her mature years, the red head knew he was much to young to be able to drink legally. So clearly he was either smooth, or good at procuring the fake documents to be able to obtain the drinks in the first place.

She just smirked and eyed him. "I'm not actually new." she replied with a smile. "But I'm a late drinker. I'm usually preoccupied earlier in the day. So I like coming here because of the hours and the fact that they serve my favorite beverage."

"If you'd like, you can buy me another drink." she said with a sensual gaze.

"You're saying that as though we can't do both, and let's be honest, the idea of fucking you senseless in your wedding dress is far too good for me to pass up" He teased her, idly playing with her breast as they talked, tweaking and tugging the nipple lightly "But of course I'll make you an honest slut. My sister's been wanting to throw a wedding forever and, well, she's probably never going to get married. She's hot, but no guy wants to date a woman who can literally turn him into a toad"

"I'll sleep with you here tonight" He said, pulling her against him a little more tightly so she was resting against him, his hand stopping it's toying of her breast to rest on his stomach as he closed his eyes "Don't worry about money. We'll figure something out later". At this point he fell asleep with her, drifting off pretty quickly.

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"And I usually spend my days drinking and then my nights doing other shit that often gets stupider when fueled by alcohol and ramen" He commented, grinning brightly at her as he swiveled on his chair and leaned back against the bar, elbows resting on it as his hands hung loosely "It is not my first time in this bar, I just do not get to come in much at night because most of my nights are spent making sure my... friends aren't being pants on head retarded. Spoiler alert, they are often busy being pants on head retarded".

He offered one hand to her, stating "Mason Eugene Seymour, otherwise known as "That one asshole with the three first names". I prefer Mason, but you know, to each their own". At the suggest that he buy her a drink, he laughed and said "Smooooth. I bet that would've worked on me even if you were not a buxom red head"

He leaned backwards until he was stretched so he was looking at the bartender upside down, saying "Hey, Avali-borg, mind gettin' the lady another of whatever she was drinking?"
The Bartender in question, a pale, freckled red headed girl in some leather get up that said 'renaissance' more than 'biker bitch' looked up from the glass she was cleaning, replying "Depends, am I gettin' a tip fer lettin' you drink in here, mister jailbait?"
"Hmn. I think so. I will match drinks ordered in tips. That enough to keep your warp-vent shut?"
"Ohh you know jus' how to make a girl feel all tingly~" she cooed in her heavily accented voice before handing the vampiric milfess another glass of her drink.

"That is Carmina by the by. We went to highschool... well, not together. She is a few years older than me, but we did have the same group of friends" He explained, then gave a rather charming grin that showed off those pearly white teeth "I do not believe you have told me your name yet"

"mmmm. Sounds like I'm going to need to do some lingerie shoots and take some bridal lingerie as payment." Tilari giggled as he continued to handle her massive fake tits. "I can't wait. I have the perfect idea for a dress. And I'm going to look so round when the wedding comes. Ugh, I'm getting horny just thinking about it! Too tired though for anymore. You'll have to help train me so I can take more of that dick. Oh! I just had an idea. I can make a killing doing some pregnant shoots. They're always in high demand. "

Laughing, she rolled over a bit to cuddle closer. "Ugh, I'm kind of well off." she teased in a basic bimbo voice. "I have a degree in accounting, and I invest all my modeling money. So we're not really in any financial difficulties. So just relax future hubby. Go to sleep and dream of your babies." Tilari herself went to sleep soon. Huddled close to Daniel.

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Scoffing a bit at the idea of Ramen, the busty redhead crossed her incredibly long and soft legs. Tilting her head to the side, she looked at his extended hand and nodded to it. "It's a pleasure Mason." she smirked. Making no attempts to extend her hand in response. Having never been one for much physical contact with new acquaintances, she just looked over the strong young man. Pursing her lips, she watched his exchange with the bartender and smiled.

"Ah, I do love them young." she thought to herself. Enjoying the way that he carried himself with such assured confidence. It was what she liked in her men. That, and plenty of stamina. Taking the drink from the bartender, she smiled and raised her eyebrows. "Oh? I do suppose I've kept my animosity so far." the red headed milf said with a smile. Extending her arm so he could except her hand and kiss the back like a proper gentleman would, she smirked again.

"Ophelia." she said with a smile.

Leaning back, she made a show of pushing her breasts up for him with her arms. Sipping her beverage and smiling. "I'm going to enjoy taking you home with me tonight." she replied. Utterly confident that he was like a puppy and would follow her into her lair with utter devotion.

Mason retracted his hand once it was clear she wasn't going to shake it, giving a shrug as he began to prepare his drink.

Spoon over the rim of the glass, sugar cube on top, drink poured in, followed by water over the sugar cube until it was fully dissolved into the drink. Eventually he lifted the glass to his lips and took a long, deep sip. Setting it down, he turned his attention back to her at her declaration that he was going to be following her home that night. His eyes, of course, did stray to those large breasts. He could very much see himself enjoying himself with her.

"It's a pleasure to meet you Ophelia" He grinned, showing off just how boyishly handsome he really was as he took her hand. He brought it to his lips, his eyes on hers the entire time as he kissed it. While most could make such an innocent gesture just that, he made it seem like something far more sinful that it was. He pressed his lips to her hand, lingering for a moment before letting her hand go, licking his lips before taking another sip of his drink "Hmn. Well, I suppose the only thing I need to consider if I am going to be going home with you is, am I going to need protection?"

Ophelia smiled. "Ah, now that's what I like to hear." she replied. Sipping the last of her thick red beverage, she stood up, her heels clicking on the ground. "I like it when men know when to just say yes." she continued as she grabbed her purse. "To answer your question, no. I don't allow my lovers to use protection. I'm a bit older, so the risk of pregnancy is probably less. That being said, I enjoy the risk. Knowing that at any moment, I could become a sexy mommy milf all over again." Giggling at the idea, she rubbed her flat and rock solid tummy. Her abs briefly shown against the dress. It had been a long time since Ophelia had last carried a baby. But she was always game for another if she decided to go around again.

"Are you ready boy toy?" she asked. Being a very dominant cougar of a woman, Ophelia was very demanding. Even in the bedroom. She planned on taking Mason home and showing him that she could ride a cock like no other. Assuming that he could even handle the seemingly limitless sexual energy she often had. At least until morning that is. Then she usually had a lover go make her some breakfast while she watched the news or read the paper.

Pulling the keys to her very expensive luxury car from her purse, Ophelia looked him over and smiled. Handing the keys to him, she smirked. "Why don't you drive me home." she suggested. "The GPS can guide you, and I can see what I'm going to be working with tonight."

Mason laughed at that, saying "95% chance that you are going to be a sexy milf all over again dear". He downed the last of his drink, calling to Carmina "Save the rest of this bottle for me" as he shilled out several bills, far more than enough to not only pay the drinks but also pay the promised tips that he'd mentioned to the sorceress behind the bar. He was about to ask who's car they were taking when she produced a set of keys as he followed her outside.

"Hold on, I gotta make a quick call for someone to come get my car" He told her as he produced his cellphone. Within seconds he was talking into it "Yeah, send one of the new guys to come and get my jeep at the Soldier's Rest. Carver only said we can not be around if we are going to start shit, and we are not starting shit. Then send one of the older guys, I do not care. Just drop my car off at my apartment, and pay them however much to get them to quit their bitching". He hung up and took the keys, unlocking the vehicle as he said "Nice car, a bit flashy, but definitely worth however much you paid for it".

He unlocked the door and opened it for her, shutting it once she was in the passenger seat before climbing into the drivers seat and settling in. It took him just a moment to adjust the seat, then turn on the GPS so he knew where he was going, before they were tearing down the road. Even going as fast as he was, winding through the streets, he seemed confident and at home behind the wheel. Despite looking like a punk, he seemed to fit the car one way or the other.

"So, how much older are you exactly? Or is that a faux paux even to people who are not necessarily human?" He asked her, raising an eyebrow as he glanced over at her "Before you ask, you do not smell purely human but I am new to this shit so I do not know exactly what you are"

Ophelia rolled her eyes. She knew that even the most potent of males had a harder time with her unique physiology. But his confidence was still admirable. Whether or not he could really deliver was the question. And she was going to have to take him home to really find out. Nodding as he arranged for someone to take his vehicle, she waited patiently, in no rush whatsoever. She had plenty of time, and whatever it took she was willing to wait. Once the situation was finally taken care of, she led him out to the street where her $150,000 car was parked.

Sliding into the passenger seat, she watched her conquest adjust the seat and the controls for his liking. Once he was satisfied, she pushed the home button and settled into her seat. "Take it out." she ordered. Ignoring his initial question. She didn't play games about who she was until she was satisfied with who she was bringing home. "If it's less than eight inches, you can just get out now and find your own way home. If I like what I see, I might touch it before I get you home. But just understand, my house, my rules. I won't do anything nasty. But tonight is about me. So if I'm not satisfied....let's just say you might have a hard time waking up in the morning."

With her threat clearly stated, the busty redheaded milf waited for him to extract his cock. Slipping her dress up a bit up to around her waist. Revealing pale legs and a very tiny black thong that barely covered he pussy. A tiny bit of immaculately trimmed landing strip visible through the sheer material. Biting her lip, she turned so that he could see her panties. Showing off in order to drive him to the point of no return before he ever even walked in her door.

"If you want to know what I am," she smirked, inserting her right index finger under her panties to tease herself. "You're going to need to make me cum at least five times."

"Now, that demanding streak of yours is something I am going to have to break you of. It's cute that you think you are in control here" He laughed as he watched her out of the corner of his eye, shaking his head at her base threats and her demanding.

He played along anyways, using one hand to unzip his jeans to tug out his currently soft shaft. Despite the lack of bloodflow, the shaft and heavy nuts were pretty sizeable, the shaft soon growing much large as he began to stroke himself. After a few moments his fat cock was a good 15 inches long, and about as thick as a coke bottle. "Honey, you do not even know what I am yet" He chuckled, showing off a flash of white teeth as he grinned "Try not to be too upset when you wake up to me still buried inside of you after you pass out the first time"

He leaned back casually, allowing her all the room she needed to get at his thick shaft while he drove them towards her house, following the GPS while his cock twitched, waiting for her to molest him.