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cardboardboxfort2020-02-15 01:24 pm
tomagogo) wrote in cardboardboxfort2020-02-15 01:24 pm
Waking Up For Love
Valentine's in Casale was amazingly close to how the holiday went back home, with a few key differences thrown in to spice it up. Love and pheromones were truly in the air, blanketing the whole city for once in the scents of good food, good company, and plenty of flowers and incense.
There was also the odd love potion or other secret ingredient throw into the mix, but that hardly mattered to Gogo Tomago, the superheroine turned adventurer, turned bovine woman. Though she would still say she was both a adventurer and a super hero. Her life had taken several turns since showing up here, and today was no different as she woke up with...
Kim Pine:
In the cozy stone home of the drummer bard known as Kim, there was just one bed but that hardly mattered for the two women that liked to stay there together.
Under the warmth of several quilts piled on to keep out the February chill, Gogo stirred with gentle movements, groaning and shifting slowly into a sitting position on the bed, which creaked in protest under her and her girlfriend's combined weight. They were after all both cowgirls, woman with bovine features, most notably, plenty of milk.
Velvety ears flickering, Gogo yawned and stretched, feeling several pops in her back. The tank top she wore, however loose, didn't even reach to her stomach, just covering the massive breasts that stuck out before her, heavy in their weight.
She pulled back the covers even further, searching for a shock of red hair with small horns poking out, and found the sleeping face of her girlfriend. Life hadn't been the easiest for either of them, but they had adjusted, and now that serene look of sleep on Kim's face was doing things to her heart. So she bent over, pressing a kiss to the other girl's temple.
"Happy Valentine's day."
Honey Lemon:
The Two-handed Cleavage was a tavern that exchanged hands about a dozen times. And Gogo and Honey Lemon had stayed there through a couple of them. Together, they had taken up residence semi-permanently in one of the rooms, converted it into their base of operations. In return, they worked as maids for the bar downstairs. It wasn't the best work, but it put gold in their pockets when they weren't questing.
Somewhere down the line their relationship had changed drastically. A few scientific and magic changes to their bodies, and a proposal in the way only Honey Lemon could do it, they were now fiances in no rush to get married. At least, Gogo wasn't. She wasn't sure about Honey though.
On this particular holiday, which had been circled multiple times in the room's calendar so they didn't forget, Gogo sort of wanted to just hang out in their triple-reinforced bed, watching Honey Lemon sleep, and the obvious tent in the sheets below her that had risen with the morning.
Gently, making sure to not wake her favorite scientist/alchemist, Gogo planted a kiss against Honey's cheek, murmuring softly. "You just can't stop thinking about me, can you?"
Wildcard: Just because.
There was also the odd love potion or other secret ingredient throw into the mix, but that hardly mattered to Gogo Tomago, the superheroine turned adventurer, turned bovine woman. Though she would still say she was both a adventurer and a super hero. Her life had taken several turns since showing up here, and today was no different as she woke up with...
Kim Pine:
In the cozy stone home of the drummer bard known as Kim, there was just one bed but that hardly mattered for the two women that liked to stay there together.
Under the warmth of several quilts piled on to keep out the February chill, Gogo stirred with gentle movements, groaning and shifting slowly into a sitting position on the bed, which creaked in protest under her and her girlfriend's combined weight. They were after all both cowgirls, woman with bovine features, most notably, plenty of milk.
Velvety ears flickering, Gogo yawned and stretched, feeling several pops in her back. The tank top she wore, however loose, didn't even reach to her stomach, just covering the massive breasts that stuck out before her, heavy in their weight.
She pulled back the covers even further, searching for a shock of red hair with small horns poking out, and found the sleeping face of her girlfriend. Life hadn't been the easiest for either of them, but they had adjusted, and now that serene look of sleep on Kim's face was doing things to her heart. So she bent over, pressing a kiss to the other girl's temple.
"Happy Valentine's day."
Honey Lemon:
The Two-handed Cleavage was a tavern that exchanged hands about a dozen times. And Gogo and Honey Lemon had stayed there through a couple of them. Together, they had taken up residence semi-permanently in one of the rooms, converted it into their base of operations. In return, they worked as maids for the bar downstairs. It wasn't the best work, but it put gold in their pockets when they weren't questing.
Somewhere down the line their relationship had changed drastically. A few scientific and magic changes to their bodies, and a proposal in the way only Honey Lemon could do it, they were now fiances in no rush to get married. At least, Gogo wasn't. She wasn't sure about Honey though.
On this particular holiday, which had been circled multiple times in the room's calendar so they didn't forget, Gogo sort of wanted to just hang out in their triple-reinforced bed, watching Honey Lemon sleep, and the obvious tent in the sheets below her that had risen with the morning.
Gently, making sure to not wake her favorite scientist/alchemist, Gogo planted a kiss against Honey's cheek, murmuring softly. "You just can't stop thinking about me, can you?"
Wildcard: Just because.
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Once it was free she pulled Gogo up closer so she could kiss her deep, sharing that flavor of her own seed with her wife. Meanwhile positioning herself to slide her cock between Gogo's thighs and grind the shaft against Gogo's groin.
"Maybe today's the day I breed you like the cow slut you are." She teased whispering into Gogo's ear and giving her rump a playful slap.
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Gogo was putty in Honey's hands now, and could easily be drawn up on top of Honey, her wide curvy body easily dwarfing Honey's. Her cock grinding against Gogo's lower lips would find the cowgirl already wet from pleasure.
"Mmm...mh!" Gogo hummed and cried out as Honey's hand came down on her rear, sending it wobbling and jiggling. "You uh, think you're finally going to put a baby in this? Are you sure you're up for that?"
She asked, velvet ears flicking, sounding less teasing and more like that may be a nice idea.