Failure of a Changeling or: Wil is hard to please
Failure of a Changeling or: Wil is hard to please
“Wil, come here please, I want to check on something real quick.” 16 called into the goop fort that currently housed someone Vic, Jen and 16 would rather have out of home.
“What is it, Sixie? Can’t you see I’m tired and try to sleep here? Whatever you want, it can wait until tomorrow.” answered a slighty annoyed and sleepy Wil. He shifted around a bit and tried to go back to sleep.
Of course, 16 wouldn’t let him do that. With her trusty changeling magic she grabbed Wil and pulled him outside without mercy. (You can imagine how pleased Wil was for having his sleep interrupted in such a way.) She sat him down in front of her, and whispered into his ear.
“Let’s try to arouse you again, shall we? Last time didn’t work the way I thought it would, but I asked Mister Victory for some advice, and I’ll happily try some on you.” 16 whispered with a low, hoarse voice. “I’ll think I will succeed in not only giving you an erection, but satisfy you as well. So first thing to do, get you some coffee to wake you up.”
Wil couldn’t do anything but stare. His mind was completely blank. 16... trying to give him pleasure after she failed the first time was something he could understand but... making him coffee? Wil just shook his head in silence as 16 went into the kitchen to brew some fresh coffee. It didn’t take long before she came back with a tray in a magic grip, a pot with fresh coffee and two cups, as well as some milk and sugar and two spoons.
Wil signed and took one of the cups 16 put on the table. She poured him some coffee and did the same for her. He put some milk and 2 sugar cubes into his cup and swirled it with the spoon. They drank the coffee in silence, before 16 put the cups back on the tray and put it aside. 16 then came over to Wil, smirking from ear to ear, in fact, that smirk creeped Wil out more than the fact she was trying to seduce him again. And before he could ask why she smiled that way, 16 began to speak:
“I just want you to know, that I put something real good in the coffee. It’s called an aphrodisiac, and it’s highly potent. That should get you in the right mood.” 16 said with a wink. “So lets just sit here and talk for a bit. How is your nest coming along?”
Wil just sat in shock. His mind was defying what he just heard, but his ears said otherwise: 16 spiked the coffee... and not just something harmless, she was very serious about getting him laid. Given the first failure she had to experience, it was normal she would try again, but not like this. Thinking about how he could escape this situation, his mind wandered to his nest. Now that 16 just asked him how it was going, he might had a chance to flee. That is, if he played his cards right.
“Well, I still don’t get the concept on how to produce goop that is hard and moldable enough like yours, but aside from that, it’s coming along nicely. A few touches here and there, and I’ll be done in no time. If you could give me some more advice on how to produce goop like you, it’ll be finished by the end of the week.” Wil replied with a small sigh, head hanging low.
Deep inside him however, he could ‘feel’ the aphrodisiac starting to work. Right now, it was just a tiny fleeting sensation. Wil knew, if that feeling started to grow, he would be in serious trouble. Enjoyable, but trouble none the less. He needed to do something, before things got out of hoof. But no matter how hard he thought, there was no immediate solution. The best course of action was to play along until his chance to flee presented itself to him.
16 however showed no sign of mercy or giving him a chance. She inched closer and closer, while Wil backed away in the same manner. He soon hit a dead end with no way to back away anymore, and 16 closed in pretty fast. The feeling inside Wil grew a bit, it was bearable for now, but the rate it grew was alarming. Now 16 and Wil were sitting side by side at the table, 16 in high spirits (given her expectations, it’s no surprise) and a slightly uncomfortable Wil beside her (given his expectations, he was desperate to get the hell out of there and into the safety of his ‘nest’)
16 giggled and asked: “So Wil, feeling something already? I know, deep down inside you, you want it too. I think it’s time to slooowly start the fun, don’t you agree? Oh, and if you think you can escape me by hiding in your ‘nest’, I am your senior, so you HAVE to listen what I say. If you don’t, I think I might slip word to Thysania. You don’t want to anger our Queen, do you?"
Wil gulped nervously as 16 said that last sentence. Of course he didn’t want to anger his queen, but he also didn’t want to be here right now. And the damned aphrodisiac was affecting him even stronger now. He could literally ‘feel’ the excitement coursing through his body. He began to get slightly dizzy in the head, which Wil tried to get rid off by shaking his head. And to his disappointment it didn’t work. The beat of his heart also rose a bit in response to the drug. And last but not least, his duty-forsaking friend started to stir.
All the while that happened, 16 whispered saucy and sweet little things into his ear. She then licked the base of Wil’s buttplug-formed horn, which gave him an unexpected sensation. 16 began to caress his neck with gentle little strokes, and nibbled it as her hoof continued its treck down Wil’s body. Soon her hoof found its target: Wil’s willy. All Wil was able to do was groan and writhe in pleasure, as 16 continue her ‘work’.
16 looked down to Wil’s member... to see it was still the same as before. ‘I have to attack harder, I WILL have a reaction, if it’s the last thing I do today!’ she thought, and began to stroke it gently. Wil’s gasped in shock, then it turned to a lustful moaning. Continuing her hoofwork, 16 caressed all corners of Wil’s body she could reach with her other hoof and her head. (She also thought of using magic for some toys, but all she had were toys she would use, not Wil.)
Finally, the drug’s effects hit their target. It was like a dam broke in Wil’s mind; all he could think of was how hot 16 looked, her stringy purple mane plastered against her forehead from the effort, her large, deep blank eyes half-lidded in concentration, her horn perfectly smooth and unmarred, and her skin well-polished to a shiny black. Her slender frame sparkled in the dim light of the moon, just a little bigger than his own. All his thoughts swirled around her, how he want to caress her, to kiss her, to nibble on her skin. And now, his willy reported back to be fully functional, it grew considerably under 16 gentle strokes, invoking a giggle and an ‘aaww’ from her.
She rose back up, meeting Wil face to face, and gave him a passionate kiss, french of course, which he happily returned. His hoof went to 16’s lust grove and he began to please her. 16 moaned as he slipped his hoof over her now swollen clitoris. Her love juice began to drip down onto the floor. She decided now was the best time, it was now or never: she would give Wil a very decent blowjob.
16 grabbed Wil’s hoof, pulling it away from her now dripping hole. Steeling herself, she pushed Wil down on the floor and climbed over him. Hovering her twitchy bottom in front of Wil’s face, she bent her head down to try and blow him, though she really should’ve expected Wil to work against her. Wil grabbed her by the stifles and pulled her crotch closer towards himself, eager to lap up the slightly luminescent lime juice dripping out of her. 16 was caught in a sudden rush of pleasure and nearly lost hold of her plan.
She slowly began to lower her head over Wil’s hot, throbbing and stiff meat roll, when suddenly some loud noise came up out of nowhere. Well, not nowhere, it came directly from the room beside the one they were in: Vic and Jen’s bedroom. The noise startled both, causing them to stop their actions instantly. They heard the lyrics of a very popular cartoon, a cartoon only Jen was watching in this household: Pony Toon Adventures! And they could understand each word due to the volume being very loud.
We’re pony, we’re toony.
We’re all a little loony.
And in this cartoony
we’re invading your TV.
We're scaring the specters,
We slip by all the censors,
On pony toon adventures
Get a dose of comedy!
So here's Apple Acres,
It's a whole wide world apart,
Our home sweet home,
It stands alone,
An earth pone work of art!
The scripts were rejected,
Expect the unexpected
On pony toon adventures
It's about to start!
They're furry, they're funny,
They're Shiny and Twily Bunny,
Apple Max has money,
Shymyra is a pain!
Here's AB and Sweetie,
Scoots is feeling yucky,
Derpy’s unlucky,
And Pinkie is insane!
At Apple Looniversity we earn our pone degree,
The teaching staff's been getting laughs since 1933!
We're pony, we're toony,
We're all a little looney,
It's pony toon adventures,
Come and join the fun!
And now our song is done!
What followed afterwards was a very awkward silence, where both didn’t dare to move. 16’s thoughts were simple: she wondered why Miss Jennifer was still awake and why she turned up the volume to this degree, risking waking up Mister Victory, whilest Wil’s thoughts were a mess.
They ranged from ‘what the fuck’ to ‘oh my god, what have I done?’ to ‘how do I get out of here?’... and anything in between. He could also feel that the effects from the drug were wearing off by now. As if on cue, his dick went limp and retracted, causing 16 to blink in surprise. 16 stood up slowly, as if she didn’t want to disturb Wil’s now ‘sleeping’ friend, still dripping a bit. Wil rolled over and sat on his haunches, looking sad. 16 couldn’t help herself but to smile at him.
“Awww, don’t be sad, Wil. We were this close, and if Miss Jennifer hadn’t interfered like she did, you would have been able to clop. But this chance is gone now. How about I make us some hot chocolate with marshmallows and we just enjoy each others company?” she asked.
Wil, head hanging low, looked up to her, and saw her smiling. But instead of thinking of the dread that may come, he simply nodded his head, accepting whatever she was holding in store.
16 stood up and went into the kitchen, and a short while later she returned again with another tray, but this time without a pot, just two steaming cups with one big marshmallow in each of them. She silently gave Wil one of the cups, put one before her on the table, and moved the tray aside. They sat there, drinking their hot chocolate, while listening to the noises of the cartoon coming from the bedroom.
Afterwards, 16 collected the cups back onto the tray, brought them into the kitchen, and came back to Wil one last time.
“Good night, Wil.” she said, “It was fun while it lasted. Maybe we can do it again, someday.”
“Good night Sixie, I’m sorry it ended in such a poor way.” Wil answered, “Yeah, maybe one day, when both aren’t home. But until then, let’s just be neighbours, alright?”
“Agreed. G’night, dummy.” 16 said and kissed him.
Wil blinked in confusion, but then simply shrugged it off and returned to his nest, trying to continue his slumber.
Author's Note
A silly idea that sparked after seeing this: http://asksixteen7521.tumblr.com/post/40694707278/back-in-the-box-with-you-figure-it-out
Been working on it together with Kawa, he is also the artist for the cover art. 16 used with permission.
Wil used... well, he knew I wrote a story that contains him (or his OC), so it's a semi-permission.
