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Noah and Berenice walked down the overgrown dirt road for most of the day, saying very little. Noah was upset and didn’t want to talk. Berenice, while less devastated than Noah, missed Chastity and Angel too, and had also let Chastity leave with most of Berenice’s supplies in her backpack. They spoke a bit, mostly either idle chitchat or Berenice ensuring Noah he’d see Chastity again, but besides that, they were quiet.

Most of their journey for the day consisted of walking up and down barren, grassy hills. They saw a few farms: one smaller, like Berenice’s growing wish balloons, and a few larger farms growing more mundane crops. Aside from those and the odd copse of trees, the journey was rather dull.

As the sun fell and the world grew dim, Berenice stopped in her tracks. “Noah, I have undershot our journey. We are barely midway to the village, methinks. We should make a camp somewhere. Albeit we lack any supplies, so we’ll be mostly sleeping in the grass. At least the weather is fair.”

Noah groaned.

“My apologies, Noah.”

They walked off the dirt road, guided by the last light of the sun and the dim green light of the gas giant above, and found somewhere flat to sit down. Noah’s legs thanked him as he sat, and he groaned in relief. He was exhausted and would be glad to fall asleep. It was getting colder, and there was a bit of a breeze.

Berenice lay down on the ground, using her wool afro as a pillow. Noah used his arms as a pillow, lying down on the grass. It was prickly, and he felt cold.

“Good night, Noah. May the Eye watch over you. Hopefully, on the morrow, ‘twill be a fairer day.”

“Yeah,” Noah said. “Good night, Berenice.” He closed his eyes and tried to fall asleep. The stats screen showed up when he closed his eyes, but after a few seconds of him ignoring it, it faded. The ground was cold underneath Noah and made him shiver.

“Noah? Dost thou desire to huddle together for warmth? I am comfortable with my wool, but thou must be chilly.”

Noah thought about the offer, and since he was cold and tired, he relented. “Okay,” he said and slid toward her. He wrapped his arm around her woolly chest, becoming the big spoon. “Thanks,” he said to her.

“There thou art. Sleep well, Noah.”

She shifted and then went still. Noah was looking ahead at her wool afro, which was a dim green under the sickly light of the night. The wool was silky, white, and fine. Less coarse and dirty than a sheep’s wool would generally be. And Noah was surprised to notice for the first time that Berenice actually had little, curved black horns, which were mostly obscured by her afro.

He looked down from her head to the rest of her body. Her neck was black like obsidian, but was soft like his own skin. Around her collarbone, her wool started, which looked like a dress, covering her front and back. Her arms, however, were bare, and so too were her sides underneath her arms. There was a similarity with Noah’s own outfit, which was a brown cloak, which also had a front piece such that his front and back were covered, but not his sides.

Noah felt her wool with his hand. It was soft like a feather. He realized his hand was over her boob and shifted it slightly closer to her neck. Her boobs were large, though covered by wool, so the nipples and black skin were not visible.

He looked down further and saw her black legs, which ended in cloven hooves. Her legs, though, aside from their stark black colour, blacker than any human skin tone, were very human. They reminded him of a woman wearing black leggings. The blackness came up to her ass, and her round, black asscheeks were exposed to the air. Noah stared at her ass, enjoying how it looked and knowing she couldn’t see him looking. Just above her ass cheeks, her wool started. It curved down around her cheeks, coming around to her crotch to cover her privates. The bottom of her wool had the shape of a leotard.

Noah gasped slightly when he realized he could see her pink vulva underneath the fine wool between her legs. He could see that he could easily part the thin wool to make space for his cock, if he wanted to penetrate her. Soon, Noah realized his dick was getting hard, so he shifted his body, pulling his waist away from her body so she wouldn’t feel his erection. He kept staring at her ass and pussy, though, free from any guilt since she couldn’t see him looking.

“Noah?” she asked, startling him.

“What?” he said, too loudly.

“How old art thou?”

Noah cleared his throat. “I’m 18. How about you?”

“I am 34. Much older than thou. Thou art so youthful and spry. I was musing: thou must be longing for the warmth of a woman, aye? I could feel thy member becoming stiff against my body. Thou desirest me, aye? I know I am not thy slave, but I still wish to please thee in any way possible. If thou wish to use me to satisfy thy youthful urges, I would be content.”

Noah swallowed. He looked down again at the pink flesh peeking out from beneath her wool. All he would have to do was say yes, pull up the front of his cloak, and slide his cock inside of her. It would only take a second to do. And yet, he resisted the idea. First, because Berenice was brainwashed and it wouldn’t be right to take advantage of her just because she said she was willing. Second, because he was in love with Chastity. He was aroused by Berenice’s beautiful body, but ultimately he wanted Chastity.

“I don’t think so. I, uh, I’m okay. Thanks though.”

“Very well. I understand if thou needest to rise and relieve thyself elsewhere. I’ll be waiting when thou returnest. Though if thou needest help, even someone to gaze upon whilst thou touch thyself, I’d be glad to pose for thee.”

“No, no, really, I’m okay. I don’t want to do anything like that with you. I’ll just go to sleep, okay? I’m really tired anyway.”

“Alright, I’m sorry if I’ve made thee uncomfortable. Is there anything else thou needest? I can massage thy muscles if thou art sore. I regret I possess no food or drink to give thee. Thou must be thirsty.”

He was thirsty. And hungry. And sore. But he politely declined her offer, and the two of them went to sleep under the green night sky.

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The next day, Noah’s legs burned, and so did his stomach with hunger and his throat with thirst. The sun was hot, and he was a bit sweaty. They stood up, both miserable from sleeping on the ground, and quickly resumed their trek.

The Rainbow Mountains were closer, though they were still far on the horizon. Besides that, and the tall, thin glass tower far to the right they were slowly moving past, there were no markers of progress on their journey. Hills begat more hills, and Noah felt he would be walking up and down hills forever.

Noah and Berenice chatted a bit as they walked. Eventually, the topic of homosexuality came up.

“Chastity does seem to have pretty traditional views. She was saying she thinks gay people are bad. Do you agree with her?”

“Gay people? What dost thou mean?”

“I mean, like, a man who has sex with other men.”

“Oh. Well, they are a bit odd, indeed. I comprehend not why a man would wish to behave like a woman.” She scrunched her nose. “Why, art thou ‘gay’, Noah? Is that why thou didst not wish to lie with me last night?”

Noah’s eyes went wide. “No, I’m not gay! But my brother is.”

“Oh, I see. Well, I’m sorry, Noah, and I wish not to judge thy brother, but I deem him a sinner and believe he should live his life differently.”

“But why? There’s nothing wrong with being gay.”

“There isn’t? Hmm… I guess you’re right. There isn’t. Actually, now that I think about it, being gay is perfectly fine. Though I could never be gay. I don’t think I would be very good at… that.”

Noah was relieved that she gave up on her bigotry so easily, but he also felt guilty that he accidentally brainwashed her into thinking it was okay to be gay. He tried again. “No, Berenice. Ignore what I just said. The thing I just said about there being nothing wrong with being gay, I just misspoke. I just want to know why you think there is something wrong with being gay.”

“Oh, I see. Well, I suppose in that circumstance, I do feel a certain distaste for gay men. Man and woman were placed on this Earth by the Eye that they might bear children and perpetuate their species. Gay men cannot do that. What they do is against nature.”

Noah looked at her. It was paradoxical to have such ugly words come from such a pleasing face. “I guess, but not everybody needs to have kids. And they’re not hurting anyone.”

“I suppose thou art right. They truly harm none. One must consider that. Given that, they’re not utterly reprehensible, yet still I do not favour them. Pondering on what they do in bed maketh me feel disgust.”

Noah grew frustrated. He couldn’t convince her of anything without accidentally brainwashing her. Anything he said, she took as absolute truth. So, how could he genuinely persuade her of anything? Maybe if he only asked her questions?

It was then that the village came into view. Noah decided to leave the question of how to talk to Berenice without overriding her free will another time.

It was nearly night again. They had been travelling for two days since Chastity left in the airship, and the Rainbow Mountains looked only about a day away. The village was small. It was nestled in a valley between hills. In the village, there were only a few dozen houses. The village also had a few dozen farms around it. Though, the houses looked strange. They had no roofs, and the walls only came up to about Noah’s waist. The entire village was lit with multicoloured lights, the primary colour of which was green, in complement to the green planet above.

“Behold, the village! Look, they seem to be in celebration!” Berenice nodded her head toward the village. It was true: there seemed to be people in the streets, and stalls were set up and decorated with ribbons and lights. “Oh, was the Eye Festival tonight?”

“The Eye Festival?”

“Aye, come!” said Berenice, speeding up her walk. “Let us join the locals in some honest merriment! I am full of excitement, Noah! I have not been to one of these festivals!”

Noah had to run to keep up with her as she sprinted toward the village.

Getting closer, Noah could start to see more of the village. The buildings were made from packed dirt and were only a few feet tall, with no roof. Inside, they had a floor several feet below ground level and stairs leading up to the door. Inside were all manner of medieval-looking furnishings. Beds, tables, pots, pans, and so on.

He could also see the people who were moving around in the street. Some were drinking and chatting, and it looked like a few were still setting things up, pinning a ribbon here, or lighting a lantern there. There were more people than houses by far, so some of the people must have travelled to attend the festival.

The people themselves were strange. They were not human, though they were humanlike in shape. But they weren’t all the same. Some were purple, others orange, and others still green. The varied colours of the people matched the varied colours of the lighting and the ribbons. The whole village was a kaleidoscopic spray of colour and light.

He could hear people chatting, and someone was strumming on an instrument somewhere, making background music.

“Dost thou hear the music, Noah?” Berenice yelled back to Noah. A smile was wide on her face. “It’s wondrous! And look at the people! They are so vibrant!”

He had to run to keep up with her. They reached the edge of the village, and were welcomed by the locals into the crowd. A drink was thrust into each of their hands.

“More visitors!”

“May the Eye watch over you both!”

“Drink, and be free!”

Noah took his drink and looked down at it. He didn’t know what it was, but he was sure it would be alcoholic if he tasted it. He wasn’t much of a drinker and didn’t plan on trying it. Maybe he could find some water soon. Berenice had stopped early in the day by a small stream to drink, but he hadn’t had any since he had no way of boiling the water.

Now that he was close to the people, he could see them in detail. They looked like they were part-vegetable.

One woman, who was fairly attractive, had a round figure with lots of curves and big breasts, and her skin was shiny and purple. That, with her leafy green hair, reminded Noah of an eggplant. Actually, her hair was just leaves. Her skin looked more like human skin than actual eggplant flesh, but it was as purple as an eggplant. She was wearing a blue dress, which looked a bit threadbare.

Another woman had slightly rough-looking orange skin and a high ponytail made from leaves. She looked to be a carrot woman. She was a bit ugly, Noah thought. She seemed slightly dirty, and her features were asymmetrical and plain.

The large man who handed Noah and Berenice their drinks was clearly supposed to be a corn man. His skin was yellow and textured like it was made of corn. Like the others, he wore dull, medieval-looking clothing. But his skin was bright yellow, and his hair looked like the stringy top of a corn husk.

There were all kinds of veggie people. A big, fat pumpkin man. Broccoli people with big, broccoli-looking hair. A plump onion woman. Two people, a man and a woman, were thin with bright red skin. Noah thought they looked like hot peppers. An old woman walked by him who looked like a mushroom. She was walking a younger mushroom girl, who might have been 8 years old.

“Come, girl, the grown-ups are going to party, so let’s go to the Pea’s farmhouse so you can play with the other kids.”

So children weren’t welcome at the festival. That made sense with the amount of drinking and rowdy behaviour going on. Noah looked down the street, which was lined with stalls selling food and drink, and tables and chairs to sit in. He saw someone jump off something and heard cheering. He also saw a few people dancing near the chubby tomato-bard who was playing his guitar-like stringed instrument.

“Hello?” someone asked Noah again. Noah realized someone had been asking him a question. The muscular corn man who had handed him his drink.

“What?” Noah asked.

“I said, where do you come from? Did you travel far to get here?” His accent was earthy and guttural and reminded Noah of German. But it was subtle. He was the easiest person to understand since he arrived in this world.

“Oh, yeah, we came from a farm a couple days south of here.”

“I see, so you’ve been travelling a lot. You look weary! Come, my lord, come have some food!” The corn man took Noah by his sleeve and pulled him into the crowd. Noah looked back at Berenice, who was excitedly chatting with a pumpkin man and then turned to the corn man.

“Lord?” asked Noah.

“Well, you are of human birth, yeah?” asked the corn man.

“Yeah, but that doesn’t make me a lord,” said Noah.

“Sure it does,” said the corn man. They walked past groups of loudly chatting veggie people, and Noah heard snippets of their conversations as they passed by.

“-this year more than any other year, those bastards-“

“-I don’t think so, Irma, you devil! I can only-“

“-yeah? Well, the longfolk can lick my sweaty, purple-“

“-you believe they broke up? She said he was just using her for-“

They stopped at a food stall, and the ruddy red beet man behind the stall greeted him. “Hello, my lord! Anything catch your eye? No charge, of course, for a nobleman such as yourself.”

“But I’m not really-“

“I think you should get the sausage, my lord!” spoke the corn man. “They’re very good!”

“Indeed, the sausage is a favourite. Get some before it sells out!”

Noah eyed the sausage, and his stomach grumbled.

Minutes later, he was sitting at a small table, munching on a plate of sausage. He was still thirsty. He had seen some water but didn’t know if it was safe to drink. The locals were drinking it, but they were also part vegetable, so he had no idea if that meant anything. He felt overwhelmed by the partying going on and ate his sausage quietly. There were other people at the table, and they were loud, but they ignored Noah, and he ignored them. They were doing shots, it sounded like. But he didn’t watch them. He looked in the other direction, toward the music.

Now multiple musicians were playing, and a larger crowd of people was dancing. Noah spotted Berenice in the group of dancers. She seemed to be having fun, laughing, spilling her drink, and grinding her rear on the front of a pumpkin man, who also seemed delighted. Berenice danced like someone who had literally never danced before, but who had no fear. Noah smiled a bit.

He felt an arm around his shoulder, and he tensed up.

“Hiya! My name’s Kirsa! Kirsa Carrot! I’m a carrotfolk, if you couldn’t tell!” A young woman with orange skin slid beside him on the table bench. He recognized her from before. She wasn’t particularly attractive, but she was smiling and seemed nice enough. Her bright orange skin seemed to be stained in the small cracks and wrinkles of skin with dirt, but Noah could see that the apparent dirt was actually just the coloration of her skin. She also had a tall, leaf ponytail.

Despite being part-carrot, her body and skin – colour aside – looked human. She was a bit chubby and had thick thighs. She wore a yellow crop top and very short denim shorts. She smiled at Noah. Her teeth were a bit crooked but were white and clean.

“Oh, hi,” said Noah. “I’m Noah. Noah Turner.”

“Well, hi there, Lord Noah Turner! Can I just say: you’re so handsome! What is your species, Lord Turner?” she asked with a coy smile.

“Umm, I’m not really a lord, I’m just a guy, but my species is human.”

“Like, just human? But what kind of human?” she asked, her face close to his and her arm still around Noah’s shoulders.

“Just human,” said Noah.

Kirsa frowned. “Okay, if you say so, my lord.” She winked at Noah and smiled. “So, are you excited?”

“For what?” asked Noah.

“Duh, for the Opening?”

“Oh,” said Noah. “I don’t know what that is.”

Kirsa threw her head back and laughed out loud. “Oh my Eye, Noah. You sure like to play dumb. Can I get you a drink? I see you haven’t touched your drink, so maybe you wanna try something else?”

“Uhh,” said Noah, but before he could respond, a broccoli girl in a tight black dress ran closer and yelled toward them.

“Kirsa, come here!”

Kirsa, looking annoyed, turned and yelled at the broccoli girl. “What? What do you want?”

“Come here!”

“No!”

“Just come here; you gotta see this!”

“Go away!” Kirsa yelled.

The broccoli girl rolled her eyes, sipped from her drink, and walked away through the crowd.

“So annoying,” said Kirsa. She smiled and turned to Noah. “So, can I get you that drink?”

“Uhh,” mumbled Noah again.

She put her finger on Noah’s chest and stood up. “Hold on!” she said, and then she turned and walked away, yelling something to someone else.

Noah sat for a minute, finishing his sausage. Dying of thirst. People around him yelled, danced, and drank while he sat on the bench at the table. It was all a bit much for him. He was never really a party guy.

His eyes went black. He panicked and considered saying “Dash” to get away. But then he heard Kirsa’s high-pitched voice.

“Guess who?” she giggled. She sat down, plopping a drink in front of Noah, which spilled a bit onto the wooden table. “It’s vodka and carrot juice. It’s really, really good!” Noah looked down at the drink. His mouth was dry. He considered drinking it because it was alcoholic and, therefore, safe to drink. “Come on! Try it! I promise it’s not made of my carrot juice!” She laughed hard at her own joke and pushed the drink toward Noah.

He picked it up and smelled it. He didn’t like carrot juice. He drank it anyway. His face scrunched as the liquid stung the inside of his mouth. God, did she add more than a few drops of carrot juice to it? It was mostly vodka!

She threw her head back and laughed at Noah. “Oh, come on, it’s not that bad! Mine’s the same one!” she said and tipped her mug up, downing the entire thing. She was showing off. She slammed her cup down on the table and cheered. “Your turn, my lord!”

Noah didn’t want to chug his entire mug like that. He felt himself getting annoyed. Someone bumped into him, which made him even more annoyed.

“Sorry, man,” a cucumber man said to him, who then turned away and started yelling at someone.

He turned back to Kirsa, who was staring at him. “Eye, your species is so cute! I just want to eat you up! Which is funny, because I’m the one who’s a carrotfolk!” She leaned toward Noah and started miming eating him with her mouth. He could feel her soft lips against his cheek. Noah leaned away from her.

“Keep drinking, my lord!” She was saying the word “lord” sarcastically, it seemed, so Noah didn’t correct her. He took another drink of the vodka-carrot-juice drink, and she cheered “Wooo!” as he did.

The broccoli girl was back. “Kirsa!”

“What, Sofie?”

“The countdown is about to start! Do you have streamers?” the broccoli girl asked.

“Oh, shit, no,” said Kirsa.

“It’s okay, babe, I got you covered,” said the broccoli girl, handing a roll of green ribbon to Kirsa. “Do you want some for your friend here too?”

“Yes bitch,” said Kirsa. The broccoli girl handed Kirsa a blue roll of ribbon, who passed it to Noah.

“Do you know how to use it?” asked Kirsa.

“No. What is it for? You throw it?” asked Noah.

“Yes, sir! When the Opening happens, just throw it up in the air! You’ve never been to a Festival?”

“No, I’m not from here,” said Noah, drinking another gulp from his mug.

She laughed. The broccoli girl walked off, handing ribbons out to other people. “You don’t say!” she said, looking down at his body and then back up at him.

TEN

NINE

“Oh, shit, it’s starting!” Kirsa stood back up and beckoned Noah to do the same. “Ready?”

EIGHT

SEVEN

“Okay, throw your ribbon up when everyone cheers, okay sweetie?” Noah was taken aback by the term of endearment, but he nodded.

SIX

FIVE

He looked around and noticed that people were looking up into the sky.

FOUR

He looked up, but he didn’t see anything.

THREE

He looked around and saw Berenice in the dance area. Nobody was dancing; they were all standing, looking at the sky. She had a roll of green ribbon in her black hands.

TWO

ONE

Noah braced himself for everyone to cheer, which he was sure would be loud and annoying.

He was right. He saw the green planet overhead start to shift, and everyone started screaming wildly and throwing their ribbons in the air. Many of the veggie people raised peace signs toward the sky as they jumped and yelled. The North and South hemispheres of the green gas giant seemed to slowly split apart, revealing a smooth, white planet underneath. Actually, it was white around the edges, but red and black in the middle. Noah recognized the shape. The outer, green layer of the planet was opening like an eyelid, slowly revealing a giant eyeball with a red iris. His view of this was obscured by dozens of colourful ribbons, but he saw it. Shocked, he dropped his ribbon onto the floor, which rolled between someone’s feet.

People continued to scream and yell as the giant eye continued to open. Noah’s jaw hung slack. The Eye was enormous. If the green planet was the size of Jupiter, then the Earth would easily fit many times over inside the pupil alone. The Eye also seemed to be staring directly at them, which creeped Noah out.

The music resumed, and people started to chug drinks and dance and party. Only Noah kept staring at the sky. He was shocked. This was the Eye everyone worshipped? He wrote off their worship as superstition, though he had never explicitly ruled out the idea in his mind that the Eye could be a real God. How could he know? He wasn’t from this world. But now the Eye was staring right at him, and its oppressive gaze crushed all doubt. The Eye was real, and it was a God. And Noah was a Heretic. He gulped.

“Are you okay?” asked a grating voice to his side. “You look like you’ve never seen the Opening of the Eye before. It happens every year.”

Noah blinked and responded without looking away from the Eye. “I don’t know. I’ve never seen anything like it. I’ve never seen this before.”

“Really? Like, how old are you?”

“I’m 18,” he said, still staring at the Eye.

She took his chin and turned his face down to look at her. If the Eye was dominating and transcendent, she was disappointingly mundane. “I see, so this is probably your first Festival, then? But still, even as a kid, you’d have seen the Eye open, even if you couldn’t come down for the Festival. Where are you from?” It was hard to hear her over the crowd, and she was yelling.

“I’m from Toronto. I’m not from this world. I don’t know how I got here.” Maybe it wasn’t wise to tell her this, but he didn’t care. The sounds were too loud, and he just wanted to get away and find somewhere quiet.

Kirsa stared at him, tilting her head in confusion. “Another world? Well, they sure make them cute, whatever world you’re from!” She smiled. “Keep drinking, so I can get you to fuck me later!” she shouted.

Noah’s eyes went wide, but she yelled, “Relax, I’m joking! God, you’re so serious!” She took another drink of her own drink, and he followed suit.

“It’s so loud,” Noah said.

“Yeah. You wanna go somewhere quieter?” she asked, winking at him. He opened his mouth to protest, but she shook her head and smiled. “Not like that. I mean the hot tub. Do you have hot tubs in your world?”

He yelled back. “Yeah. There’s a hot tub here?” He liked hot tubs.

“Yeah, a huge one! Come, let’s fill up our drinks and then go!”

Noah followed her. They filled up their drinks with more of the vodka and carrot juice mixture, and then broke away from most of the crowd. They walked deeper into the village. There were still plenty of veggie people, walking toward and away from the crowd, drinks in hand, but it was quieter now that he was out of the bulk of the people. He realized Kirsa’s bright orange arm was around his waist as she led him down the street.

They turned down the street and saw a large, wooden tub, which looked like it could fit dozens of people. It was mostly empty, but people were starting to get in. Decorations and lanterns were above it, lighting the otherwise dim hot tub. Now that the Eye was open, the night was still mostly dark without the lanterns, but instead of a dim green, it was a dim pink colour. White from the sclera and red from the iris.

“Come on, let’s hop in! I love hot tubs. Every year I can’t wait to get in and soak!” She giggled.

“Okay, let’s do it,” said Noah.

They climbed up wooden steps to a small platform that had a ladder leading down into the hot tub. He saw a couple of other veggie people, a corn woman and a beet man, undressing to get in the pool. Noah’s heart skipped a beat when he realized they were getting naked.

He looked into the hot tub and saw that the people were, in fact, naked. His eyes stuck momentarily, looking at one woman’s yellow boobs. Her skin was bright yellow, and the top of her head had hair that looked like the stem of a pepper. But her boobs were natural, soft boobs that floated slightly in the hot water. Her nipples were a soft, pink colour. The water was slightly cloudy, so he couldn’t see her hips very well. He wondered if her pubic area would have leaves, or if it would be bare.

He realized she saw him staring at her and smiled slightly at him, raising her eyebrows (which had no hair, just yellow skin). Embarrassed, he turned his gaze away, and the yellow-pepper woman returned to talking to a group of other women.

Noah looked beside him and saw that Kirsa was nude. Her orange skin continued down from her neck to a pair of quite large, orange boobs with brown nipples. Since she was a bit overweight, her abdomen was a line straight down from her boobs rather than curving inward. Her skin was coloured so that the creases looked slightly dirty, but her skin seemed clean. He looked briefly at her crotch and saw that there were no leaves. He then forced himself to look into her eyes. She was staring back, smiling at him.

“You like what you see, Lord Noah Turner?” She winked at him and then laughed. “Come on, let’s get you undressed for the hot tub!”

She took Noah’s drink and his hat and set them down, then started pulling Noah’s cloak over his head, and Noah hesitantly let her. He wasn’t thrilled about getting naked, but he just wanted to get into the water as fast as possible so he could finally relax. He wasn’t wearing anything under the cloak, so he was at once fully nude.

“Oh wow, your balls are pink, just like the rest of you! And they look so soft!” She cupped his balls with her hand. He went to pull away, but she had already pulled her hand away. She threw back her head and laughed.

“Umm, maybe-“ said Noah, blushing.

“Oh, you still have to take off your footwraps, right? Here, let me help you. Sit here.”

Noah sat on the edge of the hot tub. Other veggiefolk were getting into the tub as Kirsa knelt down and took his foot in her hand. Noah’s face was red. It was a compromising position; anyone passing by could see his genitals. He covered them with one hand and one of his eyes with the other in shame.

“Aww, are you shy?” Kirsa smiled. She kept unwrapping his foot until his foot was bare. “Aww, what happened? Poor thing.” She pouted, touching the scabbed-over wounds on the bottom of his foot.

“Ah, I just didn’t have any shoes,” said Noah. Wanting his nerves to go away, he picked up his drink and had a few gulps.

“Aww, well, hopefully the water makes it feel better. It might sting at first, though.”

She lifted his other leg and unwrapped his foot. He sat, embarrassed, covering his penis with one hand and drinking vodka with the other.

“There! You’re as nude as the day your momma popped you out her hoo-ha!” she yelled. Noah felt more embarrassed, as other people could clearly hear her. “Come on, Noah, my lord! The water looks warm!” She said, stepping onto the ladder, drink in hand. Her ass was momentarily in Noah’s face, and he looked away. She turned and climbed down into the water.

She splashed him with hot water and laughed. “Come in, handsome!”

He sighed and looked down at her. What was he doing? Kirsa looked up at him, smiling playfully. He climbed down the ladder. It would be good to finally relax. And it was quieter here than at the party. Noah couldn’t see it from here, but he could hear the party in the distance. He hoped Berenice was having fun.

The hot water came up to his nipples and felt relaxing on his skin. Kirsa took him by the hand and walked him to the far edge of the hot tub, where few people were. Her orange hand was small and kind of cute. But overall, Noah was turned off by her appearance. He did like her attention, though. He was too awkward to talk to people on his own at a party, and he was always happy when an extrovert would rescue him by taking him under their wing.

“There we go!” She sat him against the edge of the hot tub. There was a seat going around the inside of the tub, which he sat on. “The quietest place in the tub. That’s what you like, right?”

“Yeah, you’ve got me figured out,” he said. Instead of sitting with her back to the edge of the tub, she sat on her knees on the seat beside Noah, facing him.

“Well, don’t think I’m going anywhere!” she said. “You’re stuck with me all night, my lord!” She looked a bit nervous herself, like she was worried he would actually rather she leave.

“That’s alright,” said Noah. “I don’t mind talking to you.”

Despite her orange skin, she visibly blushed. “I don’t mind talking to you either, Noah. Even if you’re such a drag! Ha! Just kidding!” She laughed and splashed him with hot water. He flinched but smiled a bit. She took a swig from her drink, and so did he.

“So, Lord Noah, you said you’re from another world?”

“Yep,” he said. “Like I said before, I don’t know how I got here, or really where here even is. I just woke up, and I was here.”

“Whoa,” she said, “You’re serious?”

Noah nodded. He drank some more.

“Good boy, keep drinking!” she said, touching his thigh under the water teasingly. She winked at him. “So you’re really from another world, huh? What’s it like?”

“I dunno, there’s no magic, and there’s no Eye.”

“Whoa, so who made your world if there’s no Eye?”

“Uh, I dunno. Nobody, I guess?”

Kirsa’s eyes went wide. “That’s crazy!” He still felt her hand on his thigh, touching him gently. Her touch was incongruous with her words. “You’re from another world with no Eye? You’re like an adventurer, then! Wait, you’re human, right? Do you level up?”

“Uhh,” said Noah, “Yeah.”

Kirsa’s eyes went even wider. “So cool! I’ve always wanted to date a humanborn. I bet you’re a strong warrior, right?” She put her hand from his thigh to his pale chest and traced it with her orange finger.

“Uhh, yeah, that’s right,” Noah lied. He felt a bit tipsy but was sober enough to know he shouldn’t admit to being a Heretic.

“That’s so cool! What level are you?”

Noah opened his mouth to answer, but she said, “Wait, let me guess. Two? Four? Three?” Noah nodded. “Wow, already level three? That’s amazing! You’re a prodigy!”

“I guess so,” said Noah.

Kirsa moved her drink to her right hand and switched from being on his right to his left by climbing over him. For a second, her big, orange boobs were in his face. They pulled his eyes like magnets as she passed by. Noah felt something brush against his penis and balls, which felt good. She dunked herself back under the water to her neck, and his vision went from her boobs – now harder to see – up to her face. She wasn’t that unattractive, he thought.

“Sorry, I move around a lot,” she said, smiling. She was now rocking back and forth on the seat. She drank some more, and so did he.

“Yo!” she yelled to an agave man walking by the edge of the tank. “Can you bring us two drinks?”

“Uhh, sure, I guess,” he said.

“Thanks a bunch!” she yelled. She finished off her drink, and Noah finished his too. They kept chatting about nothing, and soon two more drinks were in their hands.

“May the Eye watch over you!” she yelled.

“You too!” the guy responded as he walked away.

Their drinks were a faint brown. Noah tasted it. He flinched at the taste. Tequila. He saw Kirsa smiling at his reaction, so he tried to man up and take another gulp, trying not to scrunch his face. She took a swig of her drink and didn’t react to the taste at all.

“So, where are you headed, big boy?” she asked. He felt her fingers playfully fondle his balls for a second. He sat up straighter and opened his mouth to say something, but she had already stopped. She laughed at him. “Relax! Relax Lord Turner! I just wanted to know where you’re headed after the Festival.”

“Oh, well, Berenice and I are travelling north to the Toldenhold.”

Kirsa’s face became serious. “You and who? Is that, what, your sister? Your mom?”

“No, we’re not related.”

“Oh,” said Kirsa. Now she looked stern. “Who is she?”

“She’s just a girl I met on a farm south of here. We’re travelling together.”

“Oh yeah? That’s nice. She sounds kinda lame. Is she?”

“No, she’s really nice!” said Noah.

“Oh, well, I’m nice too, right?” Kirsa asked.

“Yeah,” said Noah, “You seem nice too.”

Kirsa pouted. “Too?”

“Yeah, you both seem nice.”

“So you don’t like me more than her?”

“What? I don’t know, you’re both nice?”

“Did you ever fuck her?”

“What? No!” exclaimed Noah. “We’re not like that. We’re just friends.”

“Uh-huh,” said Kirsa. “Did you ever try to fuck her?”

“No! I mean, she offered, but I turned her down.”

That made Kirsa smile and relax a bit. “You did? Why? Is she ugly?”

Prettier than you, Noah thought, but didn’t say out loud. “No, she’s not ugly. I’m just not attracted to her in that way.”

“Okay. She sounds like she’s ugly.”

“I don’t know,” Noah said, “She’s a sheep person, a sheeple, so I’m not used to how they look.”

“A sheep person! Your friend is a sheeple? Ha!” Kirsa laughed. “Is she your servant or something?”

“No, we’re just friends.”

“Okay, whatever. She’s lucky she gets to serve you, Lord Noah!”

“She’s not my servant,” said Noah.

Kirsa laughed, and she sunk deeper into the water, so even her orange chin was submerged. Noah felt her boobs on his arm and her legs tangle with his. He knew he should probably say something, to set a boundary, but she probably wouldn’t listen anyway, and he didn’t really care. He wouldn’t do anything sexual with her, but if she wanted to rub his arm with her boobs, it was fine. He thought about Chastity. He wouldn’t cheat on her. But just talking to Kirsa was fine. Noah took another mouthful from his drink.

“So you guys are all vegetables, right? Are you different species, though, or all the same?” he asked.

“Oh, good question!” she said. “We’re all the same species, actually. If a tomato man and a broccoli woman have sex, they could have a carrot baby, or an onion baby, or a garlic baby. You never know, so it’s always a surprise! My parents are both garlicfolk.”

“Wow, that’s crazy,” said Noah. He took another drink. He felt himself starting to loosen up. The warm water helped too. His sore muscles felt much better in the hot water. He closed his eyes and relaxed.

He felt some hot water splash on his face. “Hey!” he said.

“Hey yourself!” said Kirsa. He flicked some water at her face, and she made an expression of mock anger. “You dick!” she said, and she splashed him harder.

“Okay, okay,” he said, putting one hand in the air. “You win.”

“So, if you haven’t slept with the sheep girl, have you slept with any otherborns before? Or will I be your first?” She winked at him.

“No-“ he said, but she cut him off.

“Relax, my lord. I’m just messing around!”

“I’m not really a lord, you know.”

“Yeah, yeah, I know. But you are a humanborn. That counts for something.”

“I guess.”

“Yeah, so… Have you been with any otherborns?”

“Not really. No. I mean, no, I haven’t.”

“Okay, so just other humanborns then?”

“Yeah, or uhh,” he said. He was technically still a virgin, “It depends exactly what you mean.” He realized he could feel some part of her body rubbing against his crotch. He was starting to get hard. Feeling nervous, he tried to scooch away from her, but she leaned on him harder, trapping him.

“Yeah? What do you mean, it depends?”

“Well,” said Noah, looking down at her. Her devious orange face was smiling up at him from the water, and her leafy hair stuck up high from the top of her head. Her body was draped over his legs, and something was touching him lightly under the hot water. “I’ve done some stuff, but I’m not technically… What are you doing?” he asked her. He felt her touching his balls.

“Oh, I’m not doing anything! They’re just so soft and loose! I love loose balls!” She juggled his balls between her fingers. They were, indeed, very loose due to the hot water.

He was about to protest, and he thought of Chastity and cheating and so on, but Kirsa screamed.

“Ah! You’re getting hard!” she exclaimed, loud enough for others to hear, but nobody seemed to care. She felt his dick with her petite, orange fingers. He was hard.

Now he felt embarrassed and felt the need to explain. “No- It’s just that you were touching me.” Noah took another drink from his mug, hoping to make the awkwardness go away. His mind was getting fuzzy from the alcohol. “It’s not like I-“

He felt a finger on his lips. “Quiet, mister.” He felt her hand close on the shaft of his dick and tug on it gently. “It’s so hard! You must really be turned on, huh?” She narrowed her eyes and smiled. She leaned toward his face and half-whispered to him. “Do you like that?”

Deep inside his mind, a quiet part of him was screaming for him to say something, to stop her. But he just sighed. He didn’t say “yeah,” but he didn’t say “no” either. He just froze. It did feel good. She slowly pulled on his dick with her small hands, and he looked down at her. He looked at her boobs, and her waist, and her hand, stroking his dick. He noticed it was hard to see. The water was getting cloudier for some reason. He thought she wasn’t hot, but she was kind of attractive in her own way. She turned him on. But what about Chastity? He felt a wave of anxiety.

She spoke in his ear. “You’re a virgin, right? What if I sat down on your cock and took your virginity right here?” She bit her orange lip in a teasing manner.

“No,” Noah said, and tried to sit up. She pushed him down gently on his chest.

“Relax, I’m not gonna do that! Just relax, okay?” Noah moaned as she jerked his dick faster. “Don’t worry about anything. I’m gonna take care of my Lord Noah. Just let me serve you, my lord. Just let my little hands jerk your massive cock.”

Noah was confused and conflicted, but what she was doing felt so good that he didn’t stop her. She shifted her position to use her other hand to play with his balls.

“Yeah,” she whispered in his ear, “I want you to cum for me, Noah. Okay? Cum for me.”

“But-“ he said, looking around the water.

“It’s okay. You can cum right in the water,” said Kirsa. “Everyone has to add some nutrients to the stew, even you, humanborn. Don’t worry, it’s okay.”

Noah sucked air in through his teeth. She knew exactly what she was doing. She knew how to stroke his cock to make it feel good.

“Grab my tits, Lord Noah. Pinch my nipples.” Reluctantly, he did as she asked and pinched them tight. “Ah! Mmm,” she moaned. “Yes, Noah, yes.” He kept playing with her big boobs and pinching her nipples. She kept stroking his cock, and he felt close to orgasm.

“I want you to cum right into the water Noah, okay? Cum for me, my lord. Empty your soft, pink balls into the water. Mmm. Come on, Noah. Give it to me, Lord Noah.”

He moaned loudly. She was masturbating him so quickly now that her arm was splashing the water. He felt heads turn to look at them and their eyes on him, but he didn’t care. He leaned his head back.

“I want your cum, Noah! I’m your slut! Please give me your cum!”

He moaned loudly, and a powerful load of semen shot out his dick, travelling nearly a foot in the water and then stopping. He squeezed her orange boob tightly as he came. More and more semen shot from the head of his dick as she stroked his cock, and moaned in his ear.

“Mmm, yes, my lord, empty your balls for me!”

He twitched in the water for a while and released the last drops of his cum, which floated in the water in front of him, next to Kirsa’s face.

“Wow, that was a lot of cum, my lord!” She laughed. Noah smiled and blushed.

Noah looked around and saw that nobody was watching them anymore. Nobody was offended by what they did. In fact, they weren’t the only ones having sex. A carrot man was sitting on the edge of the hot tub, and his potato girlfriend was starting to give his bright orange dick a blowjob. Noah wondered if they got the idea from him and Kirsa. He also saw another couple that looked to be having sex, but their waists were submerged in the murky water, so he couldn’t tell.

Kirsa came forward in the water, one hand still on Noah’s balls, and kissed him. Surprised, he paused, and then he started to kiss back. They made out in the water for a while, and Kirsa straddled him in cowgirl position and kissed him.

“Did you like that, human lord?”

Noah nodded. “Yeah, I did, but…”

She kissed him again. They kissed for a while, and then she spoke to him with her face close to his. “I’m getting a little too hot, aren’t you?”

“Oh,” Noah said. He was blushing from the heat. He was certainly a little hot. “Yeah. Let’s get out of here.”

“Okay. Your wish is my command, my lord.”

“Stop,” he said. She laughed.

“Come on, let’s get more drinks and a snack, and then we can head back to my place.”

Her place? For more sex? Noah froze. He didn’t think he should go any further. He already did something he shouldn’t have, but he didn’t want to lose his virginity. He thought of Chastity. He thought of having to explain this all to her, or having to lie to her about it.

“What’s the matter?”

“I just don’t know if I should go to your place?”

“Why not?” she pouted. “You want to return the favour, don’t you?”

Noah looked down at her body through the murky water. At her thick hips. He had never done that before. He had never touched a vagina. He was curious. He wanted to. But…

“Come on! I’m only a block away from here. See that one? It’s my house!”

She pulled Noah by the hand out of the hot tub, which was a very cloudy brownish colour by this point. As they got out, Noah noticed two veggiefolk pouring sacks of salt, pepper, and other spices into the hot tub. Were they making soup? Before he could even grab his clothes, she dragged him to get more drinks – more vodka this time. They weren’t the only ones walking around naked. He turned down her offer to go back and get some vegetable stew from the hot tub, given what he knew was floating around inside it. Her devilish little orange hand pulled him to her house, despite his feeble protests. There was a door, but it and the walls only came up to their waists.

“Why don’t your houses have roofs?”

“What, to keep out the rain? We’re greenfolk; we love the rain!” She smiled, taking him down the wooden steps into her “house.” They walked through the roofless kitchen and down a hall into the bedroom. The floor was dirt, though the walls were stone. There was wooden furniture, including a bed, with some kind of shiny, waterproof blankets.

He felt himself being pushed back onto the bed, and Kirsa was quickly on top of him, straddling him. She smiled down at him.

“You’re so handsome, Noah! Did anyone ever tell you that?” He could feel something warm and wet rubbing against his flaccid dick and balls.

“Uhh, yeah, they might have mentioned it,” he said.

“Yeah? I bet they did.”

“You’re pretty looking, too,” Noah said. He wasn’t lying. She did look nice, even if she wasn’t as attractive as Chastity. He thought of Chastity again, and guilt filled his chest. He cheated on her. He let Kirsa touch him. And now, he would have to hide it from her. There was no way she’d be okay with the fact that he got a handjob from Kirsa, even though he and Chastity technically weren’t in a relationship yet.

“You really think so?” she exclaimed. “Thank you! Go ahead: you can touch me!” She took his hand and placed it on her breast.

He didn’t squeeze her boob very much. He was thinking about Chastity. He couldn’t tell her the truth. That would ruin everything. But he didn’t want to lie to her either. But there was no way he could tell her the truth. She was a traditional girl. She would hate him.

“What’s the matter? You seem like you’re thinking about something.”

Noah blinked. “Yeah, sorry.” He tried to focus his attention on Kirsa. She sat on top of him as he lay on the bed. Behind her was the night sky, and the Eye, staring down at both of them. It was a bit creepy, but he was getting used to it. And the pink light it gave off was romantic, or sexual, somehow. He touched Kirsa’s boob, and then he ran his hand down the side of her body. Her skin was bright orange with little brown creases like a carrot plucked freshly from the dirt. His hand stopped at her ass, which he gave a squeeze.

“You like my ass?” she asked, wiggling it slightly from side to side. Noah felt her wet labia rubbing side to side on his dick.

“Yeah,” he said. He had never grabbed someone’s ass before. It was big, round, and soft. He squeezed it several times. Kirsa smiled at him.

“You’re a virgin, right?”

“Uhh, yeah,” he admitted. “I mean, I got a blowjob before, but that’s it.”

“Oh yeah? From who?”

“My ex,” he said.

“When was that?” she asked, with a serious expression.

“I don’t know, almost a year ago.”

Her face relaxed. “Okay, so it’s been a while, huh? Well, I could suck your dick, but I think you still owe me for before.”

“Yeah?” asked Noah.

“Yep, you got to cum, but I’m still all horny and unsatisfied.” She smiled, rubbing herself on his dick, which was starting to get hard again. “Oh! It seems like you’re getting horny again, too, huh?”

Noah swallowed. “So, what do you want me to do? I’ve never…”

“It’s okay, my sweet Lord Noah. I’ll teach you how to please a woman, okay? Don’t worry, I’m easy.” She giggled.

Noah thought about Chastity again. “I don’t know,” he said.

“Come on, what are you afraid of? Here, keep drinking!” she said, taking their drinks from the nightstand. Noah thought her attempt to get him drunk was awfully transparent, but he took the mug anyway and sat up a bit. He was feeling guilt and wanted it to go away. He downed most of his drink in one go.

“Wow, good job!” she said. He finished his drink and put it on the nightstand. His hands both found her asscheeks, which were soft and fatty. He started to squeeze them. She smiled, putting her drink down and putting her hands on his chest. She rocked her hips back and forth slowly for a while, massaging his dick with her wet pussy. She kissed him, and he kissed her back.

“So, are you gonna return the favour, or what? You have to; it’s only fair,” she smiled.

He thought about it. He didn’t know if he should. But it was too late. He already cheated. Oh well. Either way, he cheated tonight, so why not? He would feel like shit either way. And he was horny. “Okay,” he muttered. “Sure.” He slurred his words slightly.

“Yes! You’re amazing, Noah. I want you so bad.” She got off of Noah, and lay down in the bed next to him. “Okay, you’ve never done this, right?”

“No,” he said.

“Okay, to make me cum, I want you to finger me, but you have to lick me, too, okay?”

“Okay,” said Noah, sitting up. “But I don’t know what to do.”

“It’s okay, my lord. I’ll tell you what to do.” She smiled at him warmly. “I’ll be your guide, okay?”

“Sure,” he said.

“Okay, now you don’t want to start right away by touching my pussy. Kiss me first, then kiss my neck and my boobs, and then slowly work your way down to my pussy. You gotta tease a girl and go slow if you want her to cum.”

Noah nodded, and he kissed her. His kissing was awkward, and his mouth was open too wide, but she didn’t mind, and she kissed him back, grabbing the messy black hair on the back of his head with her orange hand. She moaned as he kissed her.

She pulled away. “Put your tongue in my mouth, my lord.” Noah did as she asked, wriggling his tongue in her mouth as they kissed. She seemed to like it. They kissed for a while, and then he kissed her neck. Her skin was soft. Despite being part-carrot, she was, if anything, softer than a normal human. Her skin really smelled vaguely like a carrot. When he kissed her neck, she moaned. “Yes, keep kissing my neck.” He did for a while.

Finally, he kissed down her collarbone and then got to her boobs. He was fully erect at this point and shifted his hips away from her to avoid poking her thighs with his dick. He started to kiss her boobs, just like he did with her neck.

“Harder,” she said. He looked at her, and her eyes were closed. He kissed her brown nipples harder. She moaned, which he liked. He felt good to be doing it right. “Suck on them,” she said. He did, and she sighed. He tried to start moving toward her vagina, but she stopped him with her hand. “No, keep teasing me. Go slow.”

He sucked on her nipples, alternating from one to the other for about ten minutes while she moaned. Finally, he ventured to try again and started kissing down her stomach. Her stomach was a bit fat, rather than lean, but he didn’t mind. He found her wide hips sexy. He was nervous. He kissed her soft skin lower and lower until he got to her crotch.

She spread her legs wide for him, and he got the first close-up view of a pussy. He had seen them many times in porn, so it wasn’t an unfamiliar sight, aside from the colour. Her thighs were orange, and her labia were dirt brown. But her hole was a reddish-pink colour, and there was a gradient from it out toward the brown edges of her labia.

She had no pubic hair. She had no hair anywhere, actually. The leaves on top of her head were all she had, but she had no leaves between her legs. Nothing to block his view. Noah looked at her pussy for a while, and she giggled a bit, but said nothing. He saw the little hood near the top of her vulva where her clitoris was. He knew that’s where he had to touch to give her pleasure. Then, far below that was the hole. He was surprised how far below. It was only an inch or so from her asshole, which he could also see.

He looked up at her, but her eyes were closed. He looked back down and tried licking her clit. She moaned. The taste was weird. It was a sour, metallic taste with a hint of carrot juice and soil. He kept licking and started to speed up. She moaned, but then spoke. “Slow down, baby. Don’t go so fast. And don’t just lick my clit. Lick all around my pussy. Kiss my inner thighs. Yeah, like that. And lick my labia. And lick my vagina too. Slow. It doesn’t taste bad, does it?”

Noah made an “uh-uh” noise with his throat, but his mouth was occupied with kissing and licking her.

He licked her slowly from her hole all the way up to her clit, and she sucked air into her mouth. “Yeah, keep doing that!” He obliged and kept slowly licking her. Every time he started at her vaginal opening the sour, carroty taste would be the strongest. Then, he licked up toward her clit. He started to go faster until she said “slower”, and he slowed down.

He licked her like this for a while. Eventually, she said for him to stick a finger in her, and he did. As it went in, she moaned, “Oh! Yes, baby!” She made a pained expression, which Noah thought was good. He kept going, slowly sliding his finger in and out as he licked her.

“Noah, if you wanna hit my g-spot, you should curl your finger upward, like you’re telling someone to ‘come here,’ AH! Yes! Eye! Just like that. Ohhh,” she moaned out loud. Noah licked her clit, with broad licks, and continued to finger her. Afraid of being reprimanded, he kept up the same pace for a long time.

“Fuck!” she moaned. “Faster! Finger my pussy faster, my lord. Yes…” She sucked air in through her teeth, and her abdomen tensed up. He kept fingering and licking her faster and faster until finally her stomach and pussy started to tense and relax rhythmically, and she screamed. “Yes, Noah, I’m cumming, Noah! Oh fuck fuck fuck!”

Noah felt his stiff dick drip while he watched her squirm around his finger. She moaned, and after a while, her contractions started to slow. “Yes, Noah. Oh yeah, you’re so good! You’re so good!” She looked at him and smiled. He smiled back. He felt proud. She took his hand from her pussy, and pulled it toward her. “Come fuck me, baby. I want you inside of me! I want you to fill me up with your cum!”

Noah wasn’t expecting her to want him to fuck her so soon after she already came, but his dick was throbbing and his balls were sore, so he got on top of her in a missionary position. Did he need a condom or something? Fuck it, he thought. She pulled him in for a kiss, and they made out while her hand fished between his legs for his dick. Finally, she guided him into position.

“Let me take your virginity, Lord Noah. I want your cum inside me.”

They returned to kissing as he slid his cock inside of her. He grumbled a loud moan into her ear. Her body was so soft and hot on the inside. He immediately started thrusting. He had never fucked someone, but his body knew what to do. With every thrust, she moaned or said something dirty. “Yes! Yes! Eye, yes! Fuck me, Noah! Fuck me!”

He did not fuck her slowly. He quickly felt himself getting out of breath, but he kept fucking her. She stuck her feet up by his head, and as he fucked her, he could feel her soft thighs and ass against his body. His dick went deep inside of her with every thrust.

“Harder, Noah! Harder! Fuck me harder!”

He started to pound her hard, and she screamed with every thrust. “Yes! Fuck, I’m gonna cum! Your cock is gonna make me cum!” Noah could feel himself ready to cum too. He felt her pussy contract around his dick and felt a pressure inside her trying to push his dick out of her, but he resisted and kept fucking her.

“God…” he moaned. He started to ejaculate inside her.

“Oh fuck!” She screamed. “I love you! Fuck! I love you, Noah!”

His mind went blank as he continued to finish inside her warm pussy. She screamed and moaned, and he grunted as they came at the same time. Finally, they went still and held each other like that for several minutes as Noah tried to catch his breath and let his heartbeat slow down. He finally pulled out of her when his dick started to go soft. When he did, he saw his pearly white fluid dripping down her brown pussy.

“Wow,” she said. “That was a lot of cum!” She leaned forward and kissed him. She smiled warmly. “I love you, my lord.”

Noah smiled. He felt conflicted about her saying she loved him. He had no idea she had feelings for him at all. But, feeling awkward, he said it back. “I love you too.”

She pulled him tight with both arms, and they kissed passionately.

“Not bad for your first time, huh?” Noah nodded. “You lasted a while. Not that long, but after eating my pussy, I thought you’d cum right away!”

“I guess not,” he said. He laid down on the bed next to her.

She kept smiling at him. “And you made me cum! You’re so good at licking me! And fingering me! You’re so sexy. You turn me on so much, baby, thank you,” she said. “Hold on, I have to go pee.” She got up and, cupping her vagina with one hand, walked into the other room. Noah was asleep by the time she got back.