The Ladies of Steven's Universe | By : ShadowProc213 Category: +S through Z > Steven Universe Views: 61590 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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<<This is just a very brief, very normal-ish chapter. Can't think of where I'm going with the story, really, but I'm sure I'll think of something in like... a week.>>
"Once upon a time, I remember her experimenting with the men who'd come into her life..." Pearl explained, locking the door behind her, the white dress she wore vanishing into the ether as one of the many fountains transformed, re-shaping itself from a falling cylinder of water into a nearly rectangular bubble. "She moved on from them, but not from you." Pearl smirked.
"We don't have to sing again, do we?" Greg asked, tossing his tank-top aside and jumping onto the literal water bed. "Not that it would be a problem," he softened into a smile, "but I want to go get my guitar if that's the plan."
"We don't need to sing. That's not why we're here." Pearl explained. "We're here to do some... maintenance."
"Maintenance?" Greg asked. "That sounds like a shot. It's like you're saying I'm broken."
"Greg, we've all got some things we can work on." Pearl insisted. "I've got my lack of food, my consistent desire for control, you've got your..." Pearl reached up and rubbed his beard. "Body hair, everywhere. " She snapped her fingers, and a quartet of clones appeared, forged of light. Rather than wielding swords, these fresh clones were equipped with scissors, and a razor, a comb, and some soap. The real Pearl knelt down, and all of the others crowded around him. "I'll be your distraction, while the others do some man-scaping" She promised, unzipping Greg's pants.
The holo-Pearls went to work, spreading their shaving cream across Greg's flesh. The razor blades came so close to his skin, wiping the hair smoothly away. What was left behind was only smooth skin, and they had focused first on Greg's manhood, making him very smooth down there. The real Pearl pressed her cheek against his shaft, and felt a drop of pre-cum oozing onto her face. She turned to kiss the head of Greg's cock, suckling at it. She felt the organ getting larger against her lips; Pearl sucked him in, and Greg's hands wrapped around her head.
He pulled Pearl's mouth down, all the way to the base of his cock, thrusting eagerly into her throat. A human woman may have gagged, but not Pearl. She embraced the feeling of his loving flesh sliding down her gullet. Greg mostly withdrew, only to thrust all the way back into Pearl's mouth.
The holo-Pearls swept his beard aside, their hands caressing the newfound smooth cheeks of his face, and smoothing out the flesh everywhere else. They continued their handling of Greg's body, one of them squeezing his ass, another of them snaking up around his neck, hugging Greg's ample shoulders. Their final touch was to magically dye his hair, leaving it brown, rather than gray. The last one whispered to him, "Bald or not, you're a beautiful man." She announced, signalling as all of the holo-Pearls blinked into the ether.
The real Pearl felt Greg twitch and thrust extra-deep, shooting strands of sticky, musky cum into her mouth. She gulped it down hungrily as she crawled atop him. "Lover, you taste amazing!" She sighed, her pointed nose pressing against his face as she kissed him. "You remember what you did before? Inside me?" Pearl teased.
"Cum inside you?" Greg asked.
"Do it again." Pearl ordered, her hands holding Greg's own, and laying down on top of him again. This time, she pressed her entire perfect self against his flawed humanity. She reveled in every scar and fold and wrinkle and roll of flab. "Fill me up inside."
Greg thrust inside, Pearl's pussy opening wide to the strong shaft that pushed deep within her. She didn't really know how a human's insides worked; there was just a cavern within Pearl's nethers. There was no womb to fill with life. Greg's hands reached up, fingers digging into the flesh of her butt. "You want me to be perfect. Well, I can try." He promised, his squeezing motions pulling those cheeks in different directions, one of his fingers sliding into the exposed hole at the center.
Pearl squeaked in ecstasy as he fingered her ass, his cock thrusting inside her, his body grinding against her. "I'll be whatever kind of girl you want." Pearl offered, peppering kisses onto Greg's face. "I could be anyone. I could even be Rose for you..."
Greg rolled them both over, the bubble-bed following along with the both of them. "Don't be silly." He smiled down at her, resting his hand on her belly. "You don't need to be Rose. Just... be mine. Be my Pearl." He rubbed that belly some more, "Though, honestly, you could stand to be rounder."
"You could stand to be thinner." Pearl teased, "I'll make you a deal. Fill me up, as much as you want, till I look as round as you want. That way, you'll get all the exercise you need." She kissed his cheek.
Greg thrust inside her again. "Deal." He agreed, squirting his creamy essence inside of her. And he kissed her, both of their tongues touching before they rolled apart. Greg stared at the endless liquid abyss around them for a few minutes, then turned back to Pearl. "Steven says you need to destroy a gem's body before they can change it in any real way..."
"He's technically right, but I'm not forging a new body. I'm making this one fatter." Pearl corrected. "And by 'I', I mean 'we', since it'll be the two of us making creampie after glorious creampie... all over my insides." She snuggled closer to Greg. "I'm so glad we have a door. It keeps the others from interrupting when I'm working on a personal project."
"I'm a personal project?" Greg asked.
"Of course not, you're a person all your own; but making you fit, and making me fat, those are two very important projects, and it may take us a few days to finish them both." Pearl smiled at him. "Good thing we can sneak to Steven's kitchen to get you food, huh?" Pearl teased further, tracing her fingertips around Greg's belly button.
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