Jeff saved his creation and closed down the chronivac. He ate dinner and ignored his older sister calling him a multitude of names. He doesn’t care, because pretty soon, he’ll be in his personal paradise.
He does the chores on autopilot, all except walking the family dog, a very healthy husky. They walk around the city, and he nearly outruns her in his excitement. (Nearly. No-one outruns Luna)
He brushes his teeth, and immediately jumps into his bed. The moment his head hits the pillow, something prompts him to make a choice.
1 or 2?
2 obviously. He gets back up, now in a comfy cave in a deep forest. He looks down… and sees two large dusky globes filling up his, now her, vision. Looking around, she finds a hollowed-out shell of something, filled with clean, reflective water. When she looks in it, a dusky skinned amazon looks back. Jet black hair with two golden stripes sits on a pointed, sculpted head. Large eyes with slit iris that start gold and fade blood red stare back at her, inhaling every detail. Her body is a work of art, every inch rock hard from muscle. “Well,” she says to herself, enjoying her deep growling voice, “Not every part,” she smirks, her thin lips splitting to reveal dagger-like teeth.
She pokes her breasts, the perky flesh jiggling for a bit after. She could probably smuggle a phone inside of her cleavage, which makes her a bit proud. Looking at the rest of her, she’s… well. An indoraptor taur. Below her wide hips, two ape-ish arms emerge, the four clawed fingers gripping the small pedestal the shell rests on. Her thick crocodile-like hide is midnight black, with a similar golden line flying down her flanks. Her raptor-like legs end in razor-sharp sickle claws. Her whip-like tail waves behind her, as she is nearly bent over backwards, trying to find which sex she has. Her human body ends at a closed-lipped vagina, the puffy labia creating an obvious camel toe. While the movie Indoraptor was male, she wasn’t so sure about herself.
It doesn’t matter actually. She walks out of her cave, into the thick rainforest. Sweet scents enter her nose, guiding her through the brush. She comes upon a field of flowers in a clearing, the beautiful colours second to the aroma they create. The overwhelmingly sweet scent of honey reaches her nostrils before-
“Bzz?” (“What?”)
The sound makes her turn around, to find who said it. Behind her is a bee-girl. Her wavy brown hair covers one of her eyes, but the hexagonal iris speaks of pure shock. Black antenna covers plump, kissable lips. Soft yellow skin covers a slightly pudgy body, the forearms covered with mirror-like black chitin. Fuzz appears at her mid-thigh, before turning into more reflective chitin, making her look like she’s wearing thigh-high heel boots. On her back, insectoid wings flutter here and there, the white turning red with blood flow.
Massive breasts jiggle with her every breath, dollops of golden honey escaping the eraser-tip nipples. Her sex is also covered in honey. She repositions, allowing Indy to see a large bee-like abdomen emerging from her tailbone.
“Buzz… Buzz buzz buzz~” (She smells like a male… and a virile one at that) she says, rubbing her thighs together.
Indy, on her part, is very aroused by the bee-girl. Her masculinity is very much assured when her cock rockets out of the pocket it was hidden inside. She stalks up to the honey baked maiden, backing her onto a tree. Her abdomen is forced to curve downwards, where a pussy sits in place of a stinger. The bee-girl, who Indy is now calling Honey, is blushing furiously. She puts one of her fingers under her delicate chin, pulling her face up to meet her own. The velvet antenna ghost over her cheeks, heat trailing after them. Her hyper-sensitive nose is picking up every single scent clinging to Honey’s frame, including the ones telling her that the female is extremely receptive.
Suddenly, Indy lowers her head, engulfing Honey in a tonsil seeking kiss, her long tongue tasting every inch of the bee’s honey covered insides. After a while, she releases the poor girl, and whispers into her ear, “Are you ready?”
Honey buzzes, before nodding. Indy immediately slams her cock into the bee’s hungry abdomen, causing a buzzing moan to erupt from Honey’s lips. With more confidence, she charges once more, shaking the tree they’re leaned up against. Unfortunately, their climax was rapid, yet violent. Indy, being no stranger to male orgasm, only lost some rigidity in her knees for a second.
However, Honey seemed much more virginal, blacking out with a look of pleasure on her face. Her abdomen closes up, not letting a single drop of sperm escape her moist confines. Picking her up, she debates bringing her back home. She decides to leave her here for now, before a rumble appears in her stomach.
She knows that finding healthy, delicious food is simple here, yet she also has a near endless supply of honey just sitting there…