Desyre was late.
It was a good thing the first door she found was unlocked, because either way she was coming through.
"SUE!” The next moment was one she had dreaded the way here, fretting in traffic, watching the seconds tick by into minutes, all the while imagining what would happen when she finally arrived and screamed for Sue. She had thought the worst thing she could hear in response, was nothing, a dreadful silence from a lifeless house. She wasn't prepared for hearing Sura scream.
It was distant, muffled by walls and floors or roofs, she couldn't tell, but regardless she bolted forward into the house. "SUE! SUE! I'M HERE, I'M HERE SUE!"
She heard Sura scream again, louder, long and hard. "Aaaaaah!"
Desyre changed direction, bounding round corners, racing up stairs, "SUE! SUE! WHERE ARE YOU SUE!"
"Aaaaah! Aaaah!"
"SUE, I'M HERE, WHERE ARE YOU!"
"Aaah! FU! AAAH! I CAN'T, I CA-AN'T -"
"SUE I'M HERE, JUST HOLD ON!"
"Aaaah, FUCK! You bastard, you fucking bastard!"
"IF YOU HURT HER I'LL FUCKING KILL YOU!"
"Just let me! PLEEAASE just let me-"
"LET HER GO! LET HER GO!"
"Oh God! GOD GOD GOD!"
"SUE JUST HOLD ON!"
" GOD I'm gonna -"
"HOLD ON!"
"Gonna -"
"NEARLY THERE!"
"..."
"SUE!"
Desyre threw open the room's door, stopped dead in her tracks by the sight of a naked woman bound on top of a blue and pink mass, her entire body arched, shaking tensed, quivering as two thick spiralled limbs of pink thrust into her from behind and her hips bucked against the blue mass below. Desyre didn't know what she was seeing, struggling to recognize the sweat-drenched body, the breasts shaking in the frantic spirals of tendrils and the woman’s shuddering breaths, her head thrust up to the ceiling, gold and pink hair radiant behind her as she wordlessly screamed.
Desyre blinked, "Sue?"
Sura’s whole body contorted as her breath groaned out of her. Her body clenched forward, bucking violently, making Desyre start forward to before realizing it wasn't pain contorting Sura’s naked body, wracking her forward over the plant over and over as her hips spasmed against the blue shape. It wasn't pain at all.
"GAAAAAAH!" Sura groaned one final, long time, her voice tense with effort all the way until the last drop was squeezed out of her, and she collapsed over the plant.
"SUE!"
Desyre sprinted straight into the water, fighting it desperately as she forced her way to the central rock, desperately scrambling up to frantically hold onto Sura burning body. She was so hot, so drenched with sweat, her breathing heaving her entire chest. But she was breathing!
"SUE, SUE!" Desyre fighting the lethargic weight of Sura's body to lift her up, propping her against her own chest as she tried to open Sura’s eyes, "SUE! SUE OPEN YOUR EYES! SUE!"
Sura half opened her eyes. A heavy smile spread across her face, her hair flushing warm gold. "Hey, Desy," her voice was high and distant, rising and falling in lazy waves, "what are.. you? doing here?"
"What am I, what, WHAT THE FUCK ARE YOU DOING HERE!"
Sura giggled, "Heh, doing, heh."
"No no, open your eyes again."
"But your boobs are comfy, heehee!"
"Sura, Sura... are... are you okay then?"
"I'm okay." The words were muffled in Desyre's wet shirt.
"...Oh... good then?"
"I like your boobies."
"..."
"I never told you. I wanted to, but I couldn't even think about them without getting hard."
"... Hard?"
"Ooopsie, oh dear. Now you know, hehe. You boobies make me hard."
Sura's arms draped around her shoulders, the lethargic girl snuggling into her chest, leaving Desyre with nothing to do but stare forward over Sura’s back, waiting for everything to process. Hesitantly, she pulled Sura's body upwards.
"Eeheee, you're strong."
"And - you're - heavy! Care to help?"
"Nope!"
"Great." Desyre managed to lift Sura up, the pink tendrils sliding and dropping off her skin one after another. Desyre heard a fleshy popping sound that made Sura gasp and then giggle again, Desyre lifting Sura's legs over the plant, supporting her limp body against her own as she tried to balance on the rock. She risked a look over Sura's shoulder - saw that strangle, ugly pink and blue plant, looking even more disgusting now the middle of its pink frill was pooled in white. A pink ring of flesh crested the surface occasionally, contracting as if trying to gulp, but serving only to make more of the white goop overflow from its opening and out over the surrounding, lethargic tendrils.
"S-Sura?" Desyre asked.
"Mmmm?!"
"What... is that smell?"
"Mmmm. Oh. That was me."
"... All of it?"
"Mmhm,"
"..."
"Your boobies are comfy. Did I tell you I like them?"
"Okay, bed time for you. Where are those stepping stones…?"
"Mmm? Oh, over -" the sentence ending in the first long, throaty snore.
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