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A Surprising Delivery (JamieXSurvivor)

Jamie_the_Brown

Jamie_the_Brown

Supernova
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Mar 9, 2009
Damien Jones, or DJ as he was more often known, looked over the postcard with a bit of a smile on his face. His friend Lyra had gone to Japan over the summer, and was currently touring the country, and she was sending back souveniers to some of her better friends back in the States. The postcard had been stapled to the side of a cardboard box that had come with it, and he slowly pried open the box to find a sheet of paper, and a bag. He picke d up the sheet of paper, and looked it over. "Hope you enjoy, Lyra. <3" had been typed, on the paper, and Damien chuckled to himself as he turned over the piece of paper, which had a few instructions on it... Get a bowl of water, and pour the bag in. Simple enough.

He made his way into the kitchen and got down a mixing bowl, which he filled with water from the cooler in the corner, before he picked up the bag. He pulled it open, and poured it into the bowl. He looked back to the sheet of paper, and it said wait five minutes... Not too long. He grabbed the timer on the counter and turned it to four minutes, thirty seconds, and humming to himself, he went off to get something to drink. He figured it was something lame, like sea monkeys, since that certainly seemed like it could be the case.

How wrong he was.

He came back when the timer started to go off, sipping from some coke he'd gotten out of the basementl, followed by switching into his jeans instead of his sweats. His parents were gone on a second honeymoon, and he had been left alone, though he had no problem with that. It wasn't like he had much to do that was dangerous... and few women took interest in him. He wasn't bad looking, with shaggy brown hair, a somewhat fit build, and skin on the tanned side. He was just a bit on the weird side, though, as he was an otaku, born and bred, and not the most mature of individuals, which wasn't an attractive quality now that he'd graduated from high school.
 
As the timer sank closer and closer to zero, the dark colored liquid began to thicken, much like Jell-O would when placed in a refrigerator, but unlike Jell-O, the dark-colored goo began to 'shiver', starting to pull in on itself, forming a swelling black sphere, a little over a foot in diameter, shivering fiercely in the center of the bowl. Two 'eyes' - bright, almost glowing aqua spots - opened, looking around the room with a youthful curiosity. It shivered again, small ripples dancing over the surface of its body.

"I'm...c-c-cold!" She stammered, the voice escaping from its mouth was undeniably female. She bounced up a little, hopping over the rim of the bowl and onto the counter top with a soft splat. She looked around again, those aqua eyes shifting quickly around the room as she looked for someone, anyone. She could see the box that she had come in, her picture printed on the sides with large, bright Japanese text.

"H-Hello?" She called again, shuddering and bouncing softly, trying to warm herself up. But she paused when she felt the vibrations of the door being opened, and she looked towards it, hoping to find her new owner.
 
Damien was sipping from his Coke when he heard a voice from beyond the kitchen door, as he was just outside of it. His brow furrowed and he took another sip of his soda... Cold? It was pretty warm in here, he thought... He shook off this thought, and focused on the fact that a woman was speaking in his empty house. Having a strict non-violence personality when it came to girls, he pushed open the door... And choked on his Coke when he saw what lay on the counter.

He beat on his chest, coughing up what had went the wrong way as he dropped his soda. "What the fuck!?" he cried, eyes watering as helooked to the little blob on the counter... with fucking eyes. He made his way toward it, though, almost transfixed by the sight of it. "What the hell -are- you?" he asked, chivalry lost at the sight of a moving blob that had moments ago filled a bowl.
 
She blinked and shank back at the loud tone of voice that came from his mouth, the blob shuddering in fright. "I-I am your KawaiiPet..." She said softly, somewhat afraid of him at the moment. Was he going to hurt her? "Please, Master. I do not wish to upset you..." She whimpered, looking up at him with wide, trembling eyes. She almost wanted to hop back in the bowl and hide.
 
Damien set down his Coke on the counter as he looked over the blob, and heard its words... When he realized he'd frightened the poor thing, he felt oddly bad... 'It's a blob,' the rational part of his mind told him. 'Yes, but a cute and frightened one; stop being a bastard' the chivalrous part of him said. "Er... KawaiiPet...? I'm.. well, shit, I'm sorry, I didn't mean to scare you like that," he said, kneeling down next to the counter, so thath e could look at it in the... face? "Just kinda shocked me, that's all... What's your name? I'm Damien," he said, a half-hearted smile on his face... before he remembered her earlier statement about it being cold.

He held up a finger to her, and jogged to the thermostat, just outside the kitchen. He turned the heat up, pulling off his shirt for he knew it would soon get very uncomfortable for that. Bare-chested, which revealed the trim body sculpted by a love of swimming, he threw his shirt down on one of the chairs as he made his way toward the blob. "Er... that nay better?"
 
She drew back as he crouched down by the counter, his face level with her. She trembled slightly, but after he apologized, she slowly crept forward. The countertop was strangely clean in her wake, as though she naturally absorbed whatever mess was in her way. She looked at him, her large blue eyes imprinting his image into her mind, now that he was not yelling, and she gave a soft smile in return. She was about to answer his question about her name, but he held up a finger and rushed off, leaving her sitting there, confused. But it was not long before she felt gloriously warm air flowing over her from the vents, her eyes closing slightly as she purred.

She looked at him as he walked in, blinking as he pulled off his shirt and revealed his physique to him. She also added that to her memory, "It's wonderful..." She said to him. "I...don't...have a name. You have to name me, Master." She said softly, "Is there anything you wish of me?"
 
Damien's arms crossed over the counter and he leaned forward, so that he was face to... well, face? with her. "Er.. glad you feel better, then, and.. A name, huh? What to call you," hje said, mulling it over for a few minutes. "How about... Kawaii?" he asked with a small laugh. He figured that was the most fitting name, since it was the name of her... species? Plus, it fit. She was kinda cute. "And... I dunno. What -can- you do? I don't really know much about... KawaiiPets," he said, still feeling a little weird over saying that. He didn't figure much fun could be head with a blob like her... Besides for talking, what could he do with her? "Oh, and what do you eat?" he asked after a few moments.
 
She eagerly awaited his response with her name, just wondering what her Master would pick for her. She blinked at his answer. "Kawaii?" She thought about it for a moment, before bouncing softly. "Kawaii it is then. Thank you, Master." She was, however, a little more concerned when he asked what she could do. He did not know?

Blinking softly, she looked up at him. "What I do and what I eat are...very similar..." She purred, rolling over to the edge of the counter before hopping into his lap. She looked up at him with wide eyes, before she started to ooze her way around the waistband of his pants, her gel-like state making it very easy for her to fit in spaces like this. She slid past his underwear and began to wrap herself around his shaft, her body trembling as ripples of pleasure spread along her senses. The heat, the taste, the feel...

"Ah-ahh!" She squeaked happily, her gel sheathing his entire length before she started undulating, milking him.
 
Damien smiled softly at her. "Er.. you're welcome, Kawaii," he said, his smile rather warm. She was starting to grow on him a bit. "What do you mean by that?" he asked, genuinely curious, in no way ready for what happaned next. His eyes went wide and his hands reached out to grab her as she jumped off the counter, fearing what it could do to her when she hit the ground, he was surprised when she landed straight in his lap... and went down the front of his pants. He grew rock hard insantly at the feel of her gooey body on his dick, and he fell back, eyes going wide. he reached down, hands jerking at his pants and underwear, pulling them down quickly so that he could see what was going on...

She was undulating on his cock... like a giant condom with eyes, the way she looked. His hands reached out, about to pull her off before he groaned and his hands grasped at the floor... This felt better than anything he'd ever come across.
 
Now with his pants and underwear completely removed, she no longer needed to stretch herself to do her work, instead shifting to sit entirely on him, engulfing his entire length inside her blob-like form, her own body quivering in ecstasy, luminous blue eyes looking up at his face. "Y-yeees..." She sighed, the goo inside of her squeezing and undulating around his hardened shaft, the movement causing her untold amounts of bliss. It was like getting a blowjob, and being ridden at the same time. She was warm inside, and only seemed to grow warmer as their coupling continued.

She continued to work his length, his precum absorbed into her body and digested. She ate protien, and this was one of the richest and most convenient sources around. It was what she had been made for, after all.
 
Damien couldn't believe his luck here... He'd just been given the ultimate sex toy... Thoughts of getting revenge on Lyra for a weird blob of a pet dissipated, as did all sort of resistance against Kawaii's movements. His fingernails continud to dig into the floorboards as he started to buck up a bit into her undulating body, his eyes going wide. "Oh... gods... Cu..Cumming," he managed between movements of her wonderful, warm little body, groaning her name loudly into the air as he came. His hot seed, her meal, came from the head of his cock in thick spurts, floating around in her gooey body for a moment. Through half-lidded eyes he watched this, shuddering as another spurt of cum erupted from his cock... That was the most intense experience he'd ever had.
 
Kawaii gasped and whimpered as her Master began to push into her, sending her receptors screaming in pleasure. She continued to undulate against him, squeezing and milking, crying out as she was rewarded with thick spurts of his seed within her, the milky white fluid visible as it floated around inside her before being absorbed and eaten. She sighed and smiled happily, gasping as one final spurt erupted inside her. "You see?" She asked in a quivering, molten voice. "This is what I can do..." She smiled, rolling off of his shaft with a soft pop.

His skin was strangely dry and clean, as if she had never even been there. Rolling up onto his stomach and chest, she bounced softly and happily. "So, whenever you need. I'm more than willing." She cooed, nuzzling his cheek.
 
"I... I see, alright," Damien whimpered, his eyes mostly closed as he lay there in the aftermath of the mosti ntense orgasm of his entire life. "I... wow... I've never felt so good in my life," he said, smiling softly as she nuzzled his stubbly cheek. He reached down to his cock after a moment, feeling like it should be sticky, but finding only dry flesh met his grip, though he did feel some life flare into his cock when he touched upon it... He'd barely softened before he was hard again. That was amazing. His hand came back up after a moment, hand pressing against her gooey head, absentmindedly rubbing as one might a cat or a dog.
 
She watched as he reached down, seeing his shaft spring back to life at that simple touch. She was going to love being with him. He was so virile, she would never have to worry about going hungry. She purred as she felt his hand rubbing her head, her receptors stimulated by the movement. "I am glad I was able to please you, Master..." She said softly. Looking back down at his hardened shaft, she grinned a little wider. "Would you like me to take care of that, Master?" She said seductively.
 
Damien smiled sheepishly down to her as she asked her question, and he nodded weakly. "Just one moment," he said, pushing himself into a sitting posiition. He scooted close to the counter, and nodded. "Alright.. Now," he said softly, his eyes coming to a close as he awaited that wonderful feeling.

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The rest of the summer passed in mostly the same way… Kawaii had been kept in a warm box at the foot of his bed, though she was often out, feeding on the ever-willing Damien. However, the end of summer soon came, and Damien had gone back to school… and finally, on his third day of school, he awoke in his bed, drenched in sweat. His hands rested on Kawaii’s gooey back, as she’d milked him and tired him out so that he’d passed out. He pushed himself into a sitting position, rubbing his eyes. “Kawaii,” he murmured, “time to get off,” he said softly.
 
Kawaii rested happily on her Master's lap, her body undulating softly on their own accord, keeping him hard, but not quite enough to get him to cum. Looking up at him, she smirked softly and shuddered against him. She giggled at his words, knowing what he meant, but she still squeezed him in her warm depths.

"If you wish, Master..." She giggled again, undulating, squeezing him from the base of his shaft in a wave up to the head, trying to coax out his seed. "I want to stay with you today..."
 
Damien was quite used to her touch by now, and was used to being hard from the moment he woke up to the time he went to sleep... and she certainly helped him get rid of it when he wanted her to. He groaned softly as she undulated on him and squeezed him. "Come on, Kawaii," he said as he stood up. "You have to get off me," he said, frowning down to her. "I really gotta head to school," he said, waitingf for her to get the picture as he made his way toward his dresser, pulling a plain white shirt over his head.
 
"Take me with you..." Kawaii cooed seductively, "I can hide easily..." She giggled, clinging to him, stretching, molding herself around his waist and hips, like a pair of living underwear, still completely encasing his shaft beneath her. "I want to see what you do when you're not home, it gets so lonely here." She said, quivering against his skin, loving the warmth of his body. "We can be together, all day..." She outright refused to leave him today.
 
He wanted so badly to say no... But he'd learned rather quickly that it was hard to do so to the world's greatest sex toy... She'd taken him by 'force' a few times, sliding down into his pants to feed. "Al...alright... But stay out of sight, okay Kawaii? I don't want anyone else learning about you," he said, standing up. Forgoing underwear because of her, he picked up the jeans he'd put on after school the previous day, pulling them on. A simple flannel shirt was pulled over his white t-shirt, and he slipped on a pair of dark shoes. "You alright down there?" he asked, looking down to his crotch as he jogged down the stairs, heading for his car.
 
"Why don't you want people to know about me?" She asked, but she understood, "I promise, Master." She made a slight sound of annoyance when he pulled on clothes overtop of her. What useless things. At least he was warm against her... "I am alright, Master..." She replied, feeling him move as he left the apartment, her gel-like body clinging and flowing effortlessly with his movements. She occasionally quivered, sending a soft shudder through his hardened shaft. She hadn't eaten breakfast yet, and since he wasn't around anyone...it seemed a good of a time as any...

Slowly, she began to undulate around his shaft, milking him softly.
 
"Because they might try to take you away, Kawaii," he said, genuinely worried about what would happen should he be found out with her. Not to mention the embarrassment that would come, though his male friends would likely thank him for this discovery. He got into his car, a beat up LeSabre, and was about to start the car before she started milking him. He gasped, eyes going wide as his hands gripped at the wheel. "Kawaii... What're you doing?" he asked, trying to do his best to keep from bucking up into her gooey body.
 
She cooed softly, continuing her undulations around his erect cock. "Mmm...breakfast." She said softly, feeling him holding himself back. While she could still get fed like this, it was a rather dull experience. She wanted to feel pleasure as well. "Come on, Master..." She coaxed softly, working him a little harder, quivering against his body as she tried.
 
Damien bit at his bottom lip for a bit, before he nodded... He reached into the back seat of his car, pulling a large cup from the floorboard, which he'd used for water at one point. He unbuttoned his pants, and turned, getting on his knees a bit, pushing his pants down. "Get in the cup, Kawaii," he commanded her, holding it just a few inches from his groin. When he managed to get her off of his cock, he held his breath for a moment, before plunging his cock into the cup, pumping in and out of her as he would a woman.
 
She milked him slowly, teasingly, trying to do her best with the limited space she had available. She gasped though when he moved, the act sending jolts of excited pleasure through her, and she stopped her actions to see what he was doing. Suddenly his pants were unzipped and pulled away, letting her look up at him. Her eyes moved to the cup he held before her, looking confused. She thought he had agreed to let her stay... But the look on his face was enough, and she slowly unwrapped herself from him, slipping up into the cup until she filled it to the brim. "What do you plan to- OH!"

She gasped aloud as his cock suddenly splashed deep into her, making her squeal with unabashed delight. So wonderful! Her body sucked and tugged at his length every time he plunged into her, but she relented and let him escape when he withdrew, only to be rewarded with the feelings of him slamming back in. She gasped and whimpered and cried out in rapture, overjoyed at this blissful act.
 
He continued to thrust in and out of her as hard as he could, enjoying the feeling of her gooey body around his thrusting member. "Oh... God..." he grunted as he sped up his wild,frantic thrusts... He didn't have to worry about hurting her, which was good... This was the roughest he'd ever taken anyone or anything, and he could feel his orgasm coming quick. His head rested against the headrest as he thrust one last time down into her, his cum squirting out in a torrential burst of seed, producing more than he'd ever had before for her.

Breathing heavily, he let go of the cup, sweat beading on his brow as his member dangled spent over the cup.
 
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