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Ladies of Steven's Universe (Redux)	By : ShadowProc213 Category: +S through Z > Steven Universe Views: 14896 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: I do not own Steven Universe or any associated characters or properties. I do not make any money from this story and no negotiable goods have been exchanged.

Chapter List
- 1-Sadie's Sleepover
- 2-Tryst With Amethyst
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Author's Note: Many of you may remember an old fanfiction called "the Ladies of Steven's Universe". This story is here to fully revamp that old story. That story was written before many of the fundamental plot points in the broadcast TV Series. This, in retrospect, has created a somewhat dissonant tone from the harmony that I always intend with all of my many fanfictions. Also, just so that we're clear on the tone for this one, I'm writing all of this shortly after the episode "Lars' Head". Everything I say has happened is a theory on what should happen, and will likely diverge heavily from whatever does happen.

As such, we're going to be resetting to the beginning of the other story. Hopefully, we're going to have plenty of new stuff to deal with since we'll have a better understanding of Rebecca Sugar's lovely little world. The original story will remain posted, for those of you who prefer the original version. However, the original will no longer be updated... By me. I'm leaving it open to updates from other people.

Steven had been trying to meet the right girl for a few years now. While spending time with Connie had always been fun, and their fusion had proven powerful, Connie had eventually left to live her life. The little girl had grown up into a skilled pre-med student thus far, and she spent much of her time far away from beach city, usually only coming back during those brief vacations of hers.

The heavy boy was no longer anywhere near as short as he used to be. Formerly topping out at just over four feet, he'd more than doubled in height, and probably tripled in overall mass. Steven stared up at the clouds that went drifting by. He was laying on the sand, and a girl in her Big Doughnut T-shirt.

"Hey, Steven." The curly-haired blonde offered. "Lars said he wanted you to have this." She set down a brown paper bag beside Steven's head. "His little orange-ish friend said she foresaw Lars baking something disgusting." She warned.

Steven rolled over, opened up the bag, and pulled out a seaweed wrap with a cheese puff in the middle. "Not everyone can handle soy sauce, cheetos, and mayo." He announced. "And that little orange friend can see the past with absolute clarity, which does nothing to actually tell her what it tastes like. It only tells her what Lars thought when he tasted it as he was cooking."

"Yeah, but those two seem to actually be... okay together." Sadie thought aloud as Steven tossed another seaweed wrapped cheese puff into his mouth.

"Cool. It's taken a while, but it seems like a lot of the Gems that would have been destroyed on Homeworld have found a real comfortable niche here on Earth." Steven smiled to himself.

"Yeah, some of them are a little too comfortable..." Sadie scowled.

"Are you okay?" Steven asked.

"The Rutile twins have moved in with the Pizza family." Sadie explained.

"Like, actually sleeping in their house?" Steven asked.

"The four of them don't sleep very often." Sadie finished. "I wouldn't care that much, but they live right next door. It's either fighting or fucking every night."

"Have you tried staying with Lars?" Steven suggested.

"I thought about it, but he really seems preoccupied with protecting Padparadscha." Sadie sighed. "But I suppose I can't fault him for trying to protect a little girl."

"She's at least a few centuries old." Steven corrected, not realizing until after he'd spoken the kind of bomb he'd just dropped on Sadie, who immediately dropped her bag.

"Steven... I've got sort of a weird question for you." Sadie started, gathering up the items that had tumbled from her bag.

"Shoot." Steven offered, tossing another seaweed cheese puff into his mouth.

"Could I spend the night at your house?" She asked.

"Sure." Steven agreed. "Come tonight. The gems have got a mission, but there's no oxygen where they're headed."

"Okay?" Sadie smiled.

Steven reassured her with a returned smile.

Steven walked home near dusk, walking into the closet to pull down a few of the things that he thought might help with someone who'd been missing out on sleep. He set the stuff up right next to his own sleeping area. That area used to be a collective living room, but Steven was way too big to sleep on a windowsill like he did when he was fourteen.

Pearl walked in to see him unraveling two new sleeping bags. "Steven, even for you, isn't that a little much?"

"Extras aren't for me." Steven explained, a little dryly, tossing some pillows on there. "I've got a girl coming over."

"Oh, like your little sleepovers and play-dates with Connie?" Pearl's eyes immediately lit up with the memory of how innocent Steven's time spent with Connie had always been.

"Not exactly." Steven tried to explain. "For one, it'll be Sadie coming over. And I'm pretty confident that we can stop calling them play-dates."

"You're sort of right." Amethyst commented, chewing on an oversized foil wrap. "You're definitely pretty." the chubby purple woman pointed at Steven.

"Now is hardly the time to tease Steven." Garnet walked through the kitchen. "We can do that when we get back." She smirked at Steven.

"I'll see you guys when you get back. Where are you headed, anyway?"

"One of Jupiter's moons. Io, I think." Amethyst shoved the remaining burrito into her mouth, then started chewing on the foil.

"We're going to a small temple on Ganymede." Pearl corrected. "The temple warp pads don't align until just over a week from now. That's when we'll be coming back. I trust you can handle things until then?"

"I've been on my own before." Steven assured them. A kiss on the cheek, and the three of them all vanished into the warp. Steven continued setting things up, cooking a dinner for two.

When Sadie finally knocked on the door, Steven was able to open that door with a plate already in hand, offering up a few pieces of chicken, a potato, and some gravy... along with a very nervous smirk.

"Wow... How do you even fit through this door?" Sadie thought aloud. It was a valid question, if a little insensitive. After all, Steven was more than eight feet tall; Sadie was five foot ten without her hair, and the door frame was just over six feet.

"I crouch." Steven shape-shifted, shrinking down with the plate of food in hand. "See? It's literally 'no big'."

"Okay." Sadie walked inside. "Sometimes, I guess I still forget how super-magic you are." She said as she took the plate. "So, not to complain about free food, but why did you make dinner?"

"Because I can't afford to take you out to dinner." Steven answered. "I figured, 'If I can't take her to dinner, I'll bring dinner to her'."

"Steven, you don't need to take me out to dinner." Sadie corrected, though that didn't stop her from peeling the skin off the largest piece of chicken on the plate, sucking the buttery oil off her fingers. "You don't have to prove anything to me."

"But you asked to spend the night here. That's, like, a dating thing." Steven insisted.

"Sure, it could be, but it doesn't have to be." Sadie set her plate down on the dining room table, picking up a fork for the potato.

"You just don't think of me as boyfriend material?" Steven asked. "I've heard that from more than one of Connie's friends."

"What about Connie?" Sadie asked. "The whole city thought you two were 'one true pairing' material."

"We were, sort of." Steven sat down beside Sadie, "But she grew up, and we learned that we're not... I guess 'compatible' is the polite word for it."

"Compatible?" Sadie questioned. Her answer came as Steven pointed down a few times. "Oh. That kind of compatible." Then she had an idea. "Why wouldn't you just turn into a girl? It seems like--"

"I can't maintain a form for that long. There's recoil." Steven explained. "First time I tried to be tall, I turned into a toddler. I'm pretty sure changing gender is out of the question."

"Well, you're right, I don't think of you as a boyfriend." Sadie affirmed. "We've been friends for way too long. Dating now would just feel weird."

"See? Called it." Steven smiled, feeling just a little proud.

"Still, I wouldn't exactly kick you out of bed." Sadie corrected further.

"But you just said that you don't want to date me?" Steven demanded.

"Steven, I've been listening to my neighbors, my co-worker, and probably a few other people in Beach City, all nailing Gems for months if not years. I'm not here for romance. I'm here because when I'm walking home, I want to limp." Sadie set down her silverware, smiling a big, greedy grin at Steven. "And I'm pretty sure you and I are 'compatible'."

"Well, that's a lot more blunt than I was ready for." Steven admitted, still chewing his food. "So, you just want to have sex, without the dating? Doesn't that kind of ruin things? Or increase some kind of risks?"

"Risk of pregnancy? I've got a pill for that. Risk of disease? I'm told you can cure basically anything, so I'm not worried." Sadie explained.

"Not those kind of risks. The other kind. The feelings kind." Steven explained in return.

"That's not something we should be worrying about." Sadie insisted.

"It could happen." Steven argued, pouting.

"Yeah, but so what if it does? You and me will spend even more time together? We'll get super-annoying to everyone else with all of our public displays of affection?" Sadie teased. "I'm pretty sure it won't happen, but I'm also pretty okay with being proven wrong." Sadie scooted closer to Steven, making sure that the edges of her curvy flesh were pressing up against him. Even between both of their shirts, he could already feel the flesh where her bra-strap should be, and where it clearly wasn't.

"We need to clean up dinner first." Steven insisted, picking up both plates. He scraped the scraps and bones into the trash, and rinsed the plates and forks in the sink, setting them into the dishwasher so swiftly that Sadie could scarcely follow it.

"How did you do that?" She asked. "We were talking, then you turned into a blur, how can a person as big as you move like that?"

"Still magic." Steven reminded her.

"Show me again?" Sadie requested.

"Why? What else do we still need to do?" Steven asked, clearly leading her a little.

"I dunno. I've got this shirt on from work, and these tight shorts that I could definitely stand to lose..." Sadie teased.

Steven sped up again, spinning Sadie on her tip-toe across the floor. The shorts seemed to fall to her ankles on their own, and Sadie kicked them the rest of the way off as she fell onto the haphazard pile of pillows and sleeping bags that was filling the center of the house.

"Your clothes look like they feel a little tight." Sadie teased further, running the tip of her toe along the bulge in Steven's shorts. Her eyes got wider as she realized just how far down his leg it went. "Have you ever been with any human girls?"

"I've never been with any girls." Steven reminded her. "Why?"

"Because you're huge!" Sadie let out, looking somewhat scared.

"Hello pot, my name is kettle..." Steven verbally sniped, clearly offended, and looking down at the flab around his middle.

"Not that kind of huge." Sadie frowned, "You may look fat, but you're also capable of lifting up boulders like an anime character from the mid-90's and crushing it in your hand. I'm more just afraid that you're going to accidentally tear something with that monster in your underwear. After all, I'm just a regular fat chick..." Sadie trailed off, her eyes watering a little.

"Yes you are." Steven laid down beside her. "You're the fattest human girl in Beach City. You're also the nicest girl, the most honest girl, and the fourth smartest girl."

"Fourth?"

"Pearl, Garnet, and Connie still have you beat." Steven kissed Sadie on the cheek, and the tears vanished from her eyes.

"That is some stiff competition." Sadie laughed, her hand wandering further down his belly, under the waistband of his shorts. "And you're awfully stiff, too."

Steven started giggling as she squeezed the shaft of his cock. In response, Steven reached up Sadie's shirt. "Yep. Fattest human girl in Beach City, complete with the gorgeous boobs to match." his hand gave a likewise squeeze up top as she squeezed down below, and a burst of pink light made all the rest of their clothes vanish. Sadie hooked her ankles around him, and buried her head in Steven's chest.

"Not to complain, big guy, but where did my shirt go?" She asked, buying a little extra time as she reached down with her other hand as well, needing them both to guide this massive boy inside her.

"Dunno. It'll come back later along with my shirt, but I never thought to ask where things go when they stop being here." Steven explained.

"You are such a goofball." Sadie rolled herself over, climbing atop Steven, slowly and sloppily sliding the dripping lips of her pussy onto the head of this boy's big cock. "How does it feel to be inside a girl for the first time?"

"Warm, and wet, and squishy..." Steven grabbed Sadie by her thick, luscious thighs and pulled her forcefully the whole way down. In under a second, she'd gone from being at the tip of his shaft, to that shaft impaling her on a member longer than her entire forearm.

Sadie's joy and patience evaporated, replaced by confusion and rage. "Steven, stop." She ordered with a nightmarish scream, glaring as hard as she could. She knew this was at least somewhat her fault, and also that Steven would stop once the words registered in his head, though she also saw a look of confusion on his face, a look of fear at how much he may have hurt her. "It feels like I just gave birth, but in reverse. I think something tore down there."

Steven knew that those injuries were hard to talk about, and harder to treat, so he just angled himself awkwardly enough to kiss this girl. As their lips touched, and their tongues started sliding together, still tasting the butter from dinner just minutes ago, Sadie opened her eyes and looked at Steven again. "How do you feel now?" He asked. "If you still want to stop, we can stop." He offered.

Sadie's eyes narrowed. "I've got an idea." She pulled herself up off of Steven, and his dick flopped lazily out of her nether-lips. "Hold that big thing up again. I'm gonna dive right on it."

"Won't that, you know, hurt you?" Steven asked, know even more confused. His answer came as Sadie ran her fingers through his tangled black hair, pulling him into another sloppy kiss as she impaled herself on his cock. Rather than scream in pain, she moaned in pleasure, grinding the lips of her pussy against Steven's crotch.

Eventually, Steven let a huge spray of semen loose inside Sadie. "Yes! Harder!" She screamed again, finally just falling off of Steven. Blinking a few times, trying to regain composure, Sadie said the first thing that came to mind. "You need to bring me a spoon, or a bowl, I don't care which."

"Um, okay." Steven stood up, with some difficulty. Walked to the pantry, and grabbed Sadie both a plastic bowl and a steel soup spoon. "I get that you're feeling really out of it, but--"

Sadie interrupted him by kissing him on the nose. "Thank you." She squatted over the bowl, her legs extra wide as a show for Steven, and she dug her hand inside her pussy, pulling out all four fingers covered in the spunk Steven had left inside. Then she sucked her fingers dry, clearly pushing them in past the normal point of gagging.

"What's the bowl for?" Steven asked.

His answer arrived as Sadie's other hand couldn't keep everything inside her, and so it oozed down into the bowl. "It's there so I don't waste a precious drop, silly." Sadie explained, giggling as she sucked more semen off her fingers.

"What's the plan when you're finished?" Steven asked, a little concerned.

"Round two." Sadie answered, licking the last few bits off of her fingers. She picked up the bowl, and sat down with it at the table. "Do you have any idea how good your cum tastes?"

"I live in a house where there's usually at least three other people there." Steven reminded her. "This is the first time I've gotten the chance to see my cum, and I'm not too interested in tasting it..."

"Fine." Sadie teased. "Then I'll just have to gobble up every last drop myself. And after I taste a little more of your nectar straight from the source, you can taste some of my ambrosia." She received a raised eyebrow from that last part. "I'm gonna sit on your face." She explained. "A lot."

"Neat."
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