After rousing from a delightful mid-morning nap to discover that my belly had grown once again, I zapped straightaway to the pantry, to store away the excess energy. I managed to fill another container and a half! It was fortunate that (Y/N) had so many, and the shelf space to store them. At that rate, I’d have to ask her to go buy more Tup-a-ware shortly!

In all my years, no woman had ever been so gratified by me that I had gained weight literally overnight. Once again, I realized the only experience I’d had that was similar in scope was my massive weight gain after I had left Lola. Hrmm. I found it suited my ego, as inconvenient as it was, to have (Y/N) so reactive to and fulfilled by me, I couldn’t even process it normally. Nyesss…

I hummed to myself, pleased. It truly was remarkable. Indeed, if (Y/N) hadn’t had containers ready, I’d have been forced to vomit into the toilet to avoid morbid obesity. And there was just no sense in wasting energy gained from such delicious pleasure. That my last meal had come from our first, vigorous experience together with sodomy made it all the sweeter.

Though I knew (Y/N) was an incredible woman, I had easily tasted the profound power of her devotion when we met, it begged the question as to what exactly made her so. She felt everything with regards to our romancing so intensely, I couldn’t grasp how she wasn’t torn apart by the raging sentiments inside of her. She was, after all, only a 29-year-old human. Perhaps it could simply be chalked up to her bloodline?

I was worried when the impulse to simply return to bed, so that I could watch (Y/N) as she slept, overtook me. Once again, that foreign urge to cuddle!

Logically, upon waking, I should either want to indulge (Y/N) sexually, so as to have a bit of a munch, or want to shower, so as to be cleanly. It just wasn’t natural to want to lay in a dirty mess of coverlets, soiled in sweat and residue from prior, infernal lovemaking; to want to do nothing at all!

I briefly checked, and my genitals were still well accounted for. Good. At least externally, I still yet didn’t appear to be manifesting any feminine traits. I wondered again if, perhaps, (Y/N)’s emotions were so powerful, they were transforming my mind? Perhaps only my very brain?

How ironic that would be! I couldn’t abide the thought of leaving, it was intolerable. And yet, what if I remained, and hence my brain was metamorphosed into something (Y/N) could no longer love? Did she also enjoy the hedonisms of the flesh with other genders? I would have to investigate!

I found the thoughts of such a questionable fate and indefinite future only amplified my desire to return to bed and wallow under the covers in (Y/N)’s feminine embrace. I promptly closed the door to the pantry and pipped myself back into the bedroom.

For just a moment, I stood and observed (Y/N) in her slumber. The sheet easily outlined her delectable form where it clung to her. She was a goddess, undeniably! Her breasts were so ripe, her hips sensually curvaceous. Those thighs were clearly made to spread to receive worshipers. Her small belly slid down to a womanhood that was perfect to collect my spunk. (Y/N) was MINE.

Irritated that such thoughts began to waken my groin, as I felt a burgeoning tumescence, I reminded myself that (Y/N) was more than just prey to mark and claim repeatedly. I wanted that ephemeral something further from her, though the notion was nebulous and undefined, which was discomfiting.

I crawled carefully into bed next to (Y/N), trying not to wake her, but my efforts were to no avail. She stirred, then smiled when she saw me staring down at her, my head propped up on an arm. “You totally fucked me back to sleep.”

I grinned, enjoying the taste of her lazy, languorous enjoyment. “Do you wish for a repeat performance, my delectable cupcake? As you can see, I’ve dealt with the consequences of my insufficient metabolism, and am ready to serve you in any way you wish, once again.”

(Y/N) looked at me, a smile slowly stealing across her lips, reflected in her warm, brown eyes. “I think, after that, we should shower before any more hanky panky. But what do you want to do?”

My eyebrows shot up. “It hardly matters what I care to do. You are my ruler, my empress, and-“

(Y/N) snorted. “-Yes it does! I want you to be happy for as long as you’re here-“

That irritated me a bit, and I felt my tail twitching. “-I’ve told you before, I’m not going anywhere! I cannot bear the thought of being parted from you! Don’t even say such things!”

(Y/N) smiled weakly. “It’s really not necessary to act like you’re always going to be here-“

My irritation grew. “-I’m not acting! Mark my words; I am speaking the truth! You are magnificent, and I’ll never leave, not while I still have life left in my body to fight!”

I paused, suddenly worried. “Are you saying you wish me to go?” I felt a painful insecurity grip my chest.

She shook her head. “No, no! I just don’t understand, Andy. Why am I so different, why do you want to stay?”

Quickly, I decided that it was best not to reveal my suspicions that she might be transforming my brain into that of a human woman. I knew it would only make her feel blameworthy, and I couldn’t be a part of that. I would only let her know after I had indisputable confirmation.

Furthermore, I was more resolute than ever to say nothing regarding Lola. I was certain that it would only cause her pain to know that part of my attraction to her wasn’t exactly based upon her uniqueness... “I am sincere when I say that I don’t know, precisely. Your reactions are very strong, they have stirred strange and powerful responses from me. Though I am not certain what is affecting me, I know without a doubt that I must stay by your side, else surely I will perish. I simply cannot stand the thought of moving on, as I normally would.”

(Y/N) contemplated me thoughtfully. “Well, regardless of how long you choose to stay, I want you to be happy. So you still have to decide what you feel like doing. That’s how couples normally make decisions. They each have a say, discuss things, and then make compromises, so that everyone is happy.”

I scrunched my face together. These concepts were unfamiliar; I wasn’t accustomed to most women being terribly interested in what I felt like doing. After a moment of reflection, I came up with my ideal activity list. “Well, primarily, I feel a strong desire to stay in bed, in your embrace. I find it relaxing. But after that, I suppose I want to bathe, as you suggested, so as to maintain good hygiene.”

She was still watching me, so I continued onwards, hesitantly. “Naturally, then, I wish to apply women’s lotions to your body.”

Guiltily, I added, “Perhaps you could apply some to my stomach, where it was pendulous? I can’t endure the idea of stretch marks!”

(Y/N) laughed. “That sounds fine, Andy.” It did? “What do you want to do after that?”

I was floored. The awe of all the potential possibilities overwhelmed me. “Well, I don’t know. I really just… don’t know.”

She was still smiling at me as she beckoned me towards her. “That’s fine, don’t worry about it. We can talk about it later. For now, let’s snuggle.”

Happily, I reclined on the bed. (Y/N) let me slide my arm under her, and I felt contentment when she placed her head on my chest. Her black hair was thick and soft against my arm. I hummed happily to myself, pleased in the extreme.

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