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| 𝗠𝗼𝘁𝗵𝗲𝗿 𝗼𝗳 𝗠𝗼𝗻𝘀𝘁𝗲𝗿𝘀 | | 𝗗𝗲𝗺𝗼𝗻 𝗣𝗿𝗶𝗻𝗰𝗲 𝗢𝗳 𝗚𝗹𝘂𝘁𝘁𝗼𝗻𝘆| | 𝗧𝗵𝗲 𝗙𝗮𝗹𝘀𝗲 𝗜𝗱𝗼𝗹 | 𝗕 𝗘 𝗘 𝗟 𝗭 𝗘 𝗕 𝗨 𝗕

uh oh-

Oh-no just ignore it, Still comfy isn’t it? |DMs?|

Plenty of pillows. Very warm, wet pillows.

Yup, And now to tuck him into their gu- I mean into bed.

Yup. Carefully mind you. Lest he be squished.

He knows what the demon is doing.

. . . . “It’s right but—”

“𝗔𝗵𝗵... 𝗮 𝘄𝗲𝗲𝗸 𝗵𝗮𝘀 𝗽𝗮𝘀𝘀𝗲𝗱 𝗮𝗹𝗿𝗲𝗮𝗱𝘆, 𝗛𝗺? 𝗪𝗲𝗹𝗹 𝗮𝘀 𝘂𝘀𝘂𝗮𝗹, 𝗖𝗼𝗺𝗲 𝗴𝗲𝘁 𝘆𝗼𝘂𝗿 𝗿𝗲𝘄𝗮𝗿𝗱. 𝗬𝗼𝘂'𝗹𝗹 𝗻𝗼𝘁𝗶𝗰𝗲 𝘁𝗵𝗲𝘆'𝗿𝗲 𝗯𝗶𝗴𝗴𝗲𝗿, 𝗜𝘁𝘀 𝗮 𝘁𝗿𝗲𝗮𝘁 𝘀𝗼 𝗱𝗼𝗻’𝘁 𝘄𝗼𝗿𝗿𝘆~”

“𝗜𝗻𝗱𝗲𝗲𝗱...𝗔 𝗿𝗮𝘁𝗵𝗲𝗿 𝗯𝗼𝗿𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝗼𝗻𝗲 𝗜 𝗺𝘂𝘀𝘁 𝗮𝗱𝗱." Spoke the fly, A distraction in and of itself, His shirt struggling to containing her buxom chest… Very much struggling.

“ 𝗙𝗲𝗵... 𝗜 𝘀𝗲𝗲𝗺𝗲𝗱 𝘁𝗼 𝗵𝗮𝘃𝗲 𝗴𝗮𝗶𝗻𝗲𝗱 𝘄𝗲𝗶𝗴𝗵𝘁...𝗪𝗲 𝗺𝗮𝘆 𝗻𝗲𝗲𝗱 𝘁𝗼 𝗰𝗮𝗻𝗰𝗲𝗹 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝘀𝘄𝗶𝗺𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝘁𝗿𝗶𝗽, 𝗗𝗲𝗮𝗿. ”

“Hhnf.. what feel nice…? All I feel is a… hff tightening in my chest..” Said the fly, Unaware of the… clogging of her chest… Until a violent jet of udder juice splashed the gardevoir in the face, “ . . . ah ”

The fly murmured softly to herself, musing about what the Voir could be talking about… All the while his chest swelled in slow surges, their chest slowly filling up his hands, slowly pushing them back as the soft mounds grew and grew. All the while the fly had a blissful look…