Thirty-Two
I went back there expecting to be all suave and seduce her, but Gabby caught me off guard by beating me to the punch.
She tried to be all smooth with it, talking about ‘relieving stress before battle’ and ‘experiencing new things in the mortal world,’ and also some stuff about ‘shirking the mantle of her angelic responsibility and exercising her own free will’ but the second I admitted that she had me convinced, she was all over me.
There was now taking it slow. She pressed her lips to mine and that first taste ignited a passion in both of us that demanded to be satiated. We ripped each other's clothes off like we were clawing the wrapping paper off of gifts we’d been waiting all our lives to receive.
Gabby dropped down on her knees and sandwiched my cock between her tits, propping up my shaft so she could suck my tip. The next few minutes was without a doubt the sloppiest blowjob I’d ever received. Every bit of saliva that dribbled down the side of my cock just served as lube for the incredible titjob she was giving me at the same time.
No, there was no way she could deepthroat me–or even handle more than my head down her throat before her eyes watered and she had to tap out–but as I watched her jerking me off with those perfect breasts, squeezing them together so hard her nipples were almost touching, I really didn’t seem to mind all that much (weird, I know).
She looked up at me with her black-rimmed golden eyes and winked as she let some of the built up drool drizzle all over my shaft and started using both hands on my base, her tits on the middle, and her tongue on the underside of my head.
I leaned back and let out a grunt of approval, spotting Hannah sitting on one of the other benches, just watching happily.
Don’t stop on my account. She’s eager.
Damn right she is, I agreed, reaching down to cradle the back of Gabby’s skull in my hand as I guided her just a little further down than she was getting on her own.
“Thaaaat’s it, girl. Fuck yeah.”
Keeping her head right where I wanted it, I told her to squeeze her tits together and keep stroking. She complied instantly, and with just a few minor tweaks to get her in the right position I started rocking my hips up and enjoying the waring sensations she was giving me all the more for being in control.
It was too much for her, unfortunately, and she gagged. Instantly she shot up and struggled to calm down.
“Sorry, your majesty,” she whispered, “it’s just way too big.”
Hearing that never got old. But she had a point.
When I first met Gabby just earlier in the day, we had been the same height. Since then, Red Ryan had bonded with Autumn and Lana, and I’d fought an Alpha Gorgon and Michelle. I was taller than her already, and I was starting to have real concerns about whether or not I had it in my budget to get Aleksei’s fancy tailor to start making all of my clothes from here on out.
My dick had always been huge, but now it was a safety hazard. If I wanted it to fit in any of my girls, I was going to have to recognize that bigger isn’t always better.
Luckily for me, Euna and Lana both had powers that would allow me to re-size body parts. A moment’s concentration was all it took, and my cock shrunk down to a more manageable size. Still massive, just less lethal.
Gabby’s face lit up as she realized what I had done for her.
“You…reshaped your manhood, for me?”
“Let’s not make a big deal out of it, Gabby. I’ve been curious if I could do this for a while. Lana was barely able to fit me in her ass and at a certain point if it’s hurting my girls, it needs to change. We’ll see if this is a better fit. I can adjust it up or down as needed. Just, get down her and fuck me.”
She complied, greedily. Instead of sucking me off she hopped right on and rode me for all she was worth. Gabby may have looked like an angel, but she fucked like a demon.
Altering my size also had a few extra benefits (aside from not causing internal damage) like being able to actually go balls deep or having rougher sex without having to stop and adjust in the midst of our session (which I was always polite about but can get pretty annoying when I just wanted to cum).
The problem I ran into was that maintaining a smaller size required me to maintain focus, and the closer and closer I got to busting, the harder that shit got.
Which is how it took several near misses and around half an hour before we reached the moment of truth, at least on my end. Gabby on the other hand was an absolute mess from the start. She came almost as soon as we started and it was like that first one opened the floodgates, and she never really stopped cumming after that.
Her mind opened up for me like landing lights blazing out of a pitch black night sky, and I felt myself swept up in yet another brief glimpse of eternity. The lines between dimensions blurred, and I felt connected to the very universe itself in a way that dwarfed what I’d felt with Autumn or witnessed with Hannah. Each eye-opening experience seemed to compound and build upon itself; leading to a crescendo where neither my Red or Blue body could contain my full consciousness anymore.
I felt my Blue body grip Gabby around the throat and completely lose hold of its focus. Even as I thrusted deeper and deeper inside her, making room where a second prior there was none, and my I started emptying my balls inside a higher being, my consciousness ascended to a level where I could sense all of Eastport as well as I might’ve been able to feel the back of my hand a month prior.
The roots of the tallest trees in the oldest part of the forest.
The light reflecting off the windows of the tallest office building in downtown.
The scent of oil and cleaning solution in the Hilltop gas station.
The scent of blood and metal clogging my nostrils in the Dawn’s Grace hospital stairwell as I buried my axe in the skull of yet another zombie.
The taste of Gabby’s lips as I drove my shaft home inside of her and let go.
I watched and felt it all unfold from some higher vantage point, thousands of feet above Eastport, from which I could see it all unfolding; somewhat removed from the heedy actions of one my avatars were taking. Something inside the very core of my being had shifted, and I’m not sure what I even was anymore.
Not human, certainly. Not anymore. Not a monster, either. Maybe not even mortal.
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I sunk back into my bodies, feeling dueling sensations take hold.
As Blue Ryan I started to pull myself free of Gabby’s embrace. She whimpered in protest and pulled me back inside her, telling me to take her again. I complied without hesitation, and this time I didn’t bother shrinking myself down to accommodate her, and let her feel me as I truly was.
As Red Ryan, I watched zombies start to topple over and seize, then fall suddenly and violently still. After all the carnage, all the struggle, it was over. There were no more zombies to fight. This red and furious piece of me was not wholly certain I was okay with this. As I said, there was something undeniably cathartic about just mindlessly brutalizing a pack of zombies. Ripping and tearing my way through them had been… freeing.
Tabitha’s voice called out to me as if from far away, and I responded. Hotshot? Do you want to come meet your son?
Of course I do, I replied from my thirty-thousand-foot perspective.
Operating both bodies at once was no different to me now than moving both of my hands simultaneously. I guided my blood-splattered form back up to the hallway I had started my rampage in, to find Lana dismissing the icy barrier that blocked my way.
At the same time I watched the black bus drive past Hilltop and head into the long straightaway that led into Eastport, and watched Gabby’s tits bouncing in time to my thrusts as we moved into a standing position. I held one of her legs up high and guided myself inside of her, spreading her pussy to make room for me and enjoying the gasp of pleasure that passed her lips as I forced my way deeper inside.
In the hospital, Lana turned to Red Ryan and made a face. “Ugh, you are covered in zombie guts! Here,” she pointed one of her wands my way and blasted me with two spells back to back. The first was a jet of ice-cold water that scoured me entirely clean. The second was a wave of heat that dried me out in an instant.
Autumn sent a fragrant gust of wind from a house plant at the nearby nurse’s station that left me smelling incredible and not like I’d just been fighting zombies nonstop for two hours. With a deep breath, I stepped inside the delivery room.
Blue Ryan bent Gabby over one of the bus seats and pounded her from behind, one hand on her ass and the other grabbing onto one of her golden wings, pulling her back around my cock with a breakneck rhythm that had her shouting out obscenities that would’ve made the gods she used to serve faint in shock.
Red Ryan stared at Tabitha, and the newborn cradled in her arms, and gulped nervously.
Tabitha smiled my way and gestured for me to come closer.
Blue Ryan’s balls slapped Gabby’s clit as I rammed myself as deep inside her as I could manage. Her golden wings were losing some of their luster the harder I rode, like a lottery ticket being scratched off. Beneath the shiny golden light were a pair of metallic silver wings. Everything about her seemed to become more solid with each thrust, and she only got tighter as a result. By this point she was well past screaming. She was just holding on for dear life and begging me not to stop.
In the same instant that I leaned down and kissed Tabitha’s forehead, overwhelmed with gratitude for the fact that she was still okay, I was also yanking Gabby’s newly silver wings up so her tits were up against the glass as I came balls deep inside her again.
The warring sensations no longer felt unnatural to me.
Like having one hand open whilst the other was balled into a fist.
As I sat down on one of the benches and took a moment to languish in the relief flooding my other body, I stepped Red Ryan closer and glanced down at the face of my newborn son. He had decidedly wolfish features, and had Tabitha’s mismatched eyes.
“What would you like to name him?” Tabitha asked in a weak voice.
“Ryan Junior,” I said instantly.
Tabitha laughed. “No. I think two of you is more than enough, hotshot.”
I gripped her hand and smiled, fully in this moment with her as I gave Red Ryan the lion’s share of my higher focus. “Is Wolf a little too on the nose?”
Tabitha chuckled and shook her head. “I think it’d make a great middle name. But I was actually wondering how you’d feel about naming him Derek?”
I closed my eyes. Even Blue Ryan’s on the bus.
The entire tapestry of Derek and my friendship flashed through my mind. All the banter, all the pranks, all the jokes. Smoking weed on our breaks at work. Making fun of rude customers when we were the only ones in the store. Derek had made dealing with the general ennui of surviving a dead-end minimum wage job a hell of a lot less soul-crushing. He’d also gotten me through the darkest year of my life. Without him, I’d never have made it to that day when I met Tabitha, much less everything that came with that meeting.
None of my girls. None of my powers. None of the times I’d saved the world would’ve been possible without the help of a good friend in a dark moment.
“Yeah,” I admitted, opening my eyes. “I think Derek is a great name for our son.”
As Red Ryan, I picked up little Derek Wolf Stryker and felt my heart swell. I’d only just met my son, but if anything happened to him I’d set the whole world on fire and watch it burn.
As Blue Ryan, I smacked Gabby’s perfectly-formed ass cheek and started getting dressed.
There was still one last battle to be fought before this mission was over.