Horns Up - 8 - Sex Stories

Horns Up - 8

... boarding house, enticing Casey and Yyvnn downstairs. The silent Fallen gives you a cursory nod as she accepts a mug of coffee from you, meanwhile, the Imp makes a beeline for the fridge.

"Mornin', chief!" she calls merrily, pulling out a carton of orange juice.

Before you can stop her, Casey begins to drink straight from the carton, tipping her head back as she chugs. For a moment, you're entranced by the sight of the juice spilling from the corners of her mouth and dripping all over her sheer tank top, but you quickly snap out of it.

Casey! How many times have you told her to stop doing that?!

The Imp stops drinking for a moment as she narrows her catlike eyes at you, whereupon she starts drinking it faster.

As you try to wrestle the carton away from the unruly tomboy, the matronly form of Bessa plods into the kitchen, smiling dreamily as she pats both Casey's and your own head.

"Now now, sweetie. No fighting~" the Golem yawns dreamily, still half-asleep.

Her mysterious powers of calming immediately soothe you both, ceasing your scuffle and guiding the pair of you to sit at the table. Pulling over some stools from the kitchen sidebar, Muu serves you all breakfast; omelettes for all, vegetarian or otherwise.

A few minutes into breakfast, however, and you're all suddenly startled by an irate growl rumbling from upstairs. The ceiling seems to shake as heavy footprints thump their way towards the stairs. Everyone holds their breath for a ...

... moment.

"Ngh... Ibu mus...?" yawns a powerful voice as someone stomps down the stairs.

Eari the errant Oni stumbles down the stairs and into the kitchen, blinking the sleep out of her amber eyes. She's wearing an old shirt of yours - the largest one you own - but it barely fits her. The cloth is straining against her immense bulk, and it's riding up her midriff, exposing both her abs and the pair of boxer shorts you squeezed her into in order to protect her modesty.

"New girl, huh? Heh, I've seen a few brick shithouses in my time, but you're built like a fuckin' fortress!" Casey laughs from the table, grinning through a mouthful of omelette.

You jab her in the ribs in order to shut her up. Clearing your throat, you smile and ask Eari if she slept well.

"Sleep... well?Onamuh...?" the Oni murmured as if she were struggling to remember the previous day's escapade.

"Sweet Hellfire, she's huge!" Muu gasps, holding a hand to her chest.

"Trrruly a goliath of a woman. One can scarrrcely imagine how she walks without shaking the verrry bones of the earrrth," Callyette added, shovelling her food into her mouth.

Yyvnn nods in concurrence, staring wide-eyed at the sluggish Oni as she sleepily regards every demon in the room. Eventually, Eari manages to put two and two together, crying out as she points an accusing finger at you.

"Ah!Onamuh! Who fights likesinac!" she barks, baring her teeth angrily at you.

You hope that she's not looking for a-

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