Braised in Beer Sauce
Natalie kicked her heel clad feet in the air from atop a vintage red stool at the far end of the bar. The low, warm yellow light that dangled above her, illuminating the black and white suit and skirt she'd worn straight from work, might have been romantic for some. For her however it might as well have been an interrogation light. The same questions her mother would always ask rang through her head, tonight in particular: Why hadn't she been married yet? Did she really think her career would be enough to buy her happiness?
Was there something wrong with her? She was on her way to a promising career, influence, and she had a better education than most. So what if she was in that… salary transition between wage and the real earners? Or, the more pressing question… So what if she was a little stagnant on the charisma front? She could learn. She could improve. All she needed was someone to give her a chance…
She took another swig of her now warm drink from its crystal glass. Hoping to meet up with someone new or exciting tonight, she'd wanted to stay mostly sober, and had kept this, her first of the evening, for a bit longer than most might. This didn't appear to bother the muscular, sharply dressed orc on the other side of the tap, though he definitely did look a touch bored.
Maybe her outfit came across as a bit overdressed? No, that couldn't be it. This was a genuine Farbantio. She may not have really climbed the corporate ladder yet, but her dad used to always tell her to dress for the role she wanted in life. Who wouldn't love a successful woman that was proud to show off her means?
While Natalie nursed the last few sips of her drink, there was the now familiar *Jingle jingle!* of the front door. The lonely businesswoman craned her head to see what was quite possibly, the most gorgeous, mature oni she could have ever laid eyes upon. While Nicole counted herself as bisexual, ordinarily she would have set her sights on local men first… but this perfectly aged monster Venus was on another tier altogether. Nicole swallowed hard. The beauty's light red skin was perfectly backdropped by the dim lamps and dark wooden interior of the bar. For some, matching their skin tone with something only slightly darker might have been a stylistic flop, but this one pulled it off stunningly. Not only did this one own the deep red dress she wore. She beat it into submission and made it her bitch. In fact, Natalie wondered if anything could have possibly looked bad on this delightful demoness. She was impossibly tall, and yet impossibly soft looking, at least in mannerism. Confident, yet not an ounce more proud than she needed to be. The dull light which had just previously seemed so harsh on Natalie, now gave the object of her sudden lust an almost angelic glow. Her dark, sharply bobbed hair only seemed to magnify that radiance, ironically giving her something of a halo, at least in Natalie’s love-drunk eyes.
The would-be business mogul’s toes curled within those sharp heels[a]. She had to try. Break out of that work, ramen, drink cycle that she’d become accustomed to. In truth, this gorgeous oni seemed a bit out of place in this little vodka hole… just like she wanted to be. With a motion that wasn’t nearly as stealthy as she wanted to believe, she slid herself over onto the next stool, side eyeing the newcomer in an attempt not to be… too obvious, at least.
The monstergirl herself, however, seemed a good deal more confident. "I'll have an Ogre's Blood please, sweety." she asked the barkeep, who seemed happy to finally have a patron ordering something new.
A moment later the fresh glass slid down from the bar to stop perfectly in front of the oni. Natalie had to admire both his precision and work. A few sips of cherry syrup remained suspended in the center of a clear, hard drink that she couldn't quite place, even after being shoved down the length of the smooth plank. Perhaps this woman inspired more than just her. All the same, Natalie simply couldn't find the courage to make a move on her own, even going so far as to awkwardly, and visibly, try to take a sip from her now empty little glass…
For better or for worse, this seemed to amuse the Asian demoness, who turned to face her with a polite chuckle. "Can I buy you a drink, honey?" Her voice seemed particularly innocent and motherly, especially now that she was talking directly to the fidgeting corporate gal. "If you don't mind my saying, you seem a bit lonely tonight."
"Who? Me?" Natalie gave an overplayed, theatrically dismissive flick of her wrist. "Naw. I'm…" She stopped herself there, fearing she'd blow her chance if she pushed too hard. "B-but well, if you're offering…"
The oni simply smiled, before turning to face the barkeep once more. "And a Dirty Shirley for this sweetheart right here, please~"
Natalie felt her heart leap a little higher than it should have. She called her a sweetheart! That was practically… absolute confirmation that she found her cute, right? After swallowing hard to keep herself grounded, she then faced her benefactor again. "I'm Natalie by the way." Initially she reached up to offer a handshake, but on deciding that might be a little too formal, she instead tried to smoothly place it down on the bar… missing the first two attempts.
The oni gave another sweet laugh. "Akako." was her only reply. She nodded down the table's length, to indicate that her server was ready with her next drink.
Natalie lifted her arm, and watched the glass stop exactly at her arm's length. This guy really knew what he was doing, it seemed. After passing him a quick smile, she took her first swig. "S-so… do you stop by here often?" Immediately she scolded herself internally for asking such a basic question. She must sound so boring…
"Oh no. At least, not nearly as much as I did during my wilder years." responded Akako as she passed a warm smile. "You?"
"Oh y-yeah. I'm… like, super wild." lied the workaholic. "I come to dives like this all the time."
If Akako could see through Natalie's thin veneer of false drinker bravado, she wasn't showing it. Her eyes widened ever so slightly, and her tone indicated genuine intrigue. "Really? I'd bet you could outdrink me by several laps then."
Before Natalie could even respond, Akako had already signaled for another, harder glass to follow, and the increasingly nervous human could only respond by downing its predecessor in a single, hardy gulp. While the Shirley had at least been a bit sweet, this glass of particularly harsh, daredevil beer even smelled angry. She couldn't imagine just yet how it would taste.
Still, she'd gotten this far, and at the very least the oni was on her way to finishing her first. Maybe… if they were both just a little more loose… she'd really have the chance to turn this into something special. After taking a deep breath, she hefted the glass full of caramel liquid up to her lips, and managed a slight sip…
To say that it burnt at the back of her throat would have been an understatement. That tiny portion alone would have been enough to start the incineration of Alexandria, she thought. All the same, after gasping for air, she considered how she was closer than she'd ever been to something real now. What was a few seconds of pain to a night, or maybe even a lifetime of delight? After steeling herself for the foolish thing she was about to do, by gripping the underside of the bar with her free hand, she tipped the glass into the back of her throat.
*Chug chug chug!* She was already tearing up, yet only halfway done. *Chug… COUGH! Chug…* She'd hoped that once she was finished the fire in her esophagus would begin to subside, but in fact the lack of flowing "juice" allowed the sensation to magnify tenfold. For now, the inexperienced drinker's world was nothing but pain.
"Keep!" Natalie’s voice was hoarse and raspy. "Something… *COUGH!* sweet to chase it down… please?"
The orc simply smirked, and in just a few moments had slid another Shirley her way. Sure he was setting himself up for more cleaning, but he was having fun watching.
Natalie didn't even allow herself time to think before she pulled the latest glass to her lips. The relief was palpable on her face. "Ahhh… *COUGH! COUGH!* That's… good stuff…" she insisted.
"Oh I haven't been able to polish off one of those in years… let alone in ten seconds." admired Akako as she finally finished her Ogre.. "How about some good, old fashioned Biller for the next round?"
In truth, Natalie had never been good at holding her liquor, and by now she was already starting to feel a little tipsy. However, this only brought on the allure of the booze all the more. Consequently, she simply gave a thumbs up in reply. That last beer had just about destroyed her, but it strangely made the lighter drink that followed all the more satisfying.
"You know…" Akako began a bit shyly, which contrasted ever so slightly with her mature air. "I hope you don't mind my directness but… You're so cute I could just eat you up~"
Natalie felt a jolt of excitement pierce her heart at that. It was mutual. This monstergirl did like her. "O-oh!" The girl drank another bit of her chaser. "W-well, I don't blame you for wanting a… a taste of this." Natalie gave a gesture at herself. "Truthfully you're… definitely the prize as well~"
Akako batted her eyes playfully, holding a hand over her breast. "Ohhh~ You're just so sweet~ I love to hear about adorable little snacks like you before I take them home."
Natalie swooned in turn. "O-oh? Do you do that often? T-take girls home I mean?"
"Oh absolutely! I love cute, vibrant treats like you~"
"Oh… Well…" Natalie was on cloud nine with the way Akako described her. She felt… special and a half.
"So, don't keep me in suspense darling." Akako continued. "What's your story hon?"
Natalie took a moment to snap back to the conversation. "I-if you're really interested…"
The oni listened with rapt attention as Natalie tried to talk up all of her accomplishments. Soon enough however, some fifteen minutes in as the drinks kept pouring, the alcohol was enough to remove those proud inhibitions. The human admitted that her four years of college had been a boring slog. She regaled her frustrations with feeling like she was going nowhere fast, and feeling like the people up top only hired her because they thought she was a pretty face. Even with that assistance however, she'd stagnated at the middle level.
No matter how boring the story seemed to get, Akako was planted firmly in her seat, diligently taking in every word. This only pushed Natalie to dive further and further into inebriation, wanting desperately to prove herself all the more. She wasn't just some number in a company's ranks. She had a fun side!
"But ya know what?" Natalie asked, snapping back to attention after getting lost in her woes. "I don' mind all that one bit. Now that I've seen a goddess like you… even if only fer a bit… I feel like I've done better 'n a lot of people."
For many, that line might have been so thick with cheese that the deal was broken right there, but Akako seemed to eat it up, leaning back with a ladylike laugh, while politely covering her mouth. "Hehe~ Such a spicy little sweetheart~"
Natalie gave a sigh. Not necessarily mournful, but certainly contemplative. "Also…Some… *HIC!* Sometimes I jus'... wish I 'ad the courage ta really do sumfin' crazy. Jus'... ta live, if only fer a bit. That make sense?"
"Oh honey… I know exactly what you mean. There's nothing wrong with that. Life's too long to spend it all just… trapped within yourself." Akako herself had long stopped imbibing, though she continued to order one glass after another for her new friend until she felt like she couldn't even raise the cups any longer. Oni might have been quite well known for being hardy with their beer, but this one wanted to do right by this poor girl. She wanted to give her the opportunity to finally experience something. Rather than even swig enough to get buzzed, she simply sat there, smiling like a mother watching her children playing in the mud.
"I 'aven't drank 'is much since I turned… *Hic!* Since I turned t-twenty-one." she confessed. "Feels kin'a… excshitin'..."
Akako simply smiled warmly into the girl's eyes, either not noticing, or not reacting to the barkeep's apparent knowing glance. "You've really gone hard on the ale today sweety. Do you need me to call someone to drive you home?"
"Oh… I wash… akchally kinda hopin'... *Hic!* Whatd'ya say we hang out n'... I dunno… have fun?" The liquid courage was suddenly strong with the girl. "Ya… Ya said ya like ta take girls like me h-home… Yeah?"
Akako's face instantly lit up. "Oh!" Truthfully she'd been hoping for the girl to say this. She wasn't sure if Natalie had taken her earlier offer seriously. It was… a big decision after all. "Oh yes I can think of something really fun I'd just love to do with you actually! Seeing you put away all those glasses here has given me a bit of inspiration for something!"
"I's perfect. Le'sh do it!" After fumbling with her fingers for a moment, Natalie finally managed a shaky thumbs up just in time for the oni to call a ride. Eager to make a good impression, she then attempted to down a few more tall ones while the two waited, but was cut off after just one more.
It was well enough, as the cab only needed a few minutes to arrive. Much to the disappointment of the now-cleaning orc, the two were in the back seat of an elf's yellow car, and on their way to the calm scene of upper suburbia. Soon enough the concrete jungle gave way to green lawns and eventually, Akako's well kept abode.
"Oh I suppose I got so excited that I neglected to do my due diligence. Silly me. You don't mind if try that new recipe I mentioned? I know it's sudden but I think it would be just perfect for you~" Akako's question came as directly and sweetly as if she were just asking what type of movie her date would like to watch. She gently gripped said human's wrists and held them level.
"Hmm?" Wildly drunk as she was, in truth Natalie probably wasn't in the best state to understand the question, let alone answer. "Oh shhhhhure. I've never had a f-fancy dinner afore… You know~ Ya… do that sorta fing… often?"
"Oh absolutely sweety. I've never gotten a complaint from a meal. Each of them absolutely enjoyed getting eaten. Even those who never would have guessed they were into that sort of thing beforehand."
Natalie giggled softly, letting Akako lead her through the doorway directly into the cool blue colors of the kitchen. Barely able to follow what was happening, she then simply watched as the oni began to mill about gathering various pots and pans, one of which was a good deal larger than the others. What little bit of her brain wasn't drowning in alcohol at the moment, was screaming at her to stop and consider what was happening, but for now, the corporate pawn was far too relaxed to consider anything other than just how beautiful this asian demoness really was.
Akako herself was fully aware of the attention she was getting, and she wasn't above reveling in it. Every motion she gave was exaggerated for her guest's benefit. From the maraca hip shake she would give from cabinet to cabinet, to the way she would let her tight-dress clad rear jut out each time she bent forward to grab something. The "oohs" and "ahs" she received in return were payment enough… besides of course the nice piece of meat she was getting as well…
Soon enough quite the collection of cookware had been assembled atop the oni's counter, including a massive, floral sauce pan with its transparent lid partner. The hammered Natalie however, never quite managed to put two and two together as to what was going on. She simply watched her lover work as though she had front row tickets to the world's most beautiful ballet.
Akako on the other hand, was oblivious to Natalie's own obliviousness. With phrases like "I could eat you up." and "Little snacks like you." how could the girl have mistaken her intentions? She must have been such a lonely thing to take her up on her offer. The least Akako could do was make the night something special.
"Well cutie~ I don't think we can get much further while you're all wrapped up like that~" she explained playfully.
"O-oh! Yer *Hic!* right!" The blush on Natalie's face would have lit up a room. "Why dun we both go a' the same time?"
In lieu of a spoken answer, Akako simply reached up to grip her dress by the shoulder strap, before pulling it down over her side. The glittery red affair was so perfectly fitted to her that even when the other side was dropped, gravity needed a bit of a helping hand… Akako's hands to be precise. They then gripped her hips, tugging the fabric down over her motherly proportions.
Natalie of course followed suit, unbuttoning her suit jacket one at a time. Her drunken motions were barely able to stay upright as she worked, but she was determined. Immediately following the soft patter of her jacket onto the ground, was that of her skirt. The girl really was blessed, both genetically, and with youth. If she had been a touch more sober, her movement might have been a bit more sensual, but Akako didn't seem to mind at all, in fact savoring the sight of her meal disrobing of its own volition. The undershirt followed, and just like that, both women were left in only their intimates.
With a little help from the more upright oni, those too were then discarded. Both her own, and those of the silly human. The scene was unmistakably romantic, or at the very least primally lustful, and it didn't take an unclouded mind to see that. In fact, Natalie was just about more drunk on desire than she was on alcohol in that moment.
Akako was the first to press herself into Natalie's body, as the girl herself was likely unable to tell near from far. Her breasts squished almost suffocatingly into the human's face, for the first time truly bringing their height difference to easy distinction. The oni's arms then slid down the girl's length to cradle her backside, in an instant lifting her up.
Natalie instinctively reacted by wrapping her legs around Akako's waist once she was high enough, letting her heels brush up against those sumptuous red buttocks. This drew a moan of delight from the small giantess. She… They… were doing it! This was real! And it was amazing! Natalie realized that Akako felt invitingly warm to the touch. She was indeed soft, but Natalie also had no difficulty in feeling a fair amount of musculature under it all as well. This was… perfect. She couldn't have asked for anything else.
Akako then whirled about until she was facing the island she'd populated with all the kitchenware earlier. With a much more elegant motion than Natalie would have been able to manage, she proceeded to delicately lay the girl atop the one clear area, along brightly at her as she did. When Natalie managed to gather the dexterity to let go, the adorable little human looked perfectly framed for a photo to Akako, legs spread wide and face looking down her own body back at the oni.
"Ohhhh~ I just can't wait to dig into you~" Akako's tone was more intense than Natalie recalled from the bar, and that was just fine to her.
"Hehehe~ D-dun get cold feet now." the girl replied back. She… realized she was quite comfortable with bottoming. It was liberating to let the other one take the lead. Once more, her toes bent inward, catching Akako's eye.
Unable to restrain herself, the oni next gripped both feet, massaging Natalie's arches as she leaned in for the kill, so to speak. Without saying a word, her tongue lept out to taste the businessgirl's most delicate cut, lapping up at both petals uncharacteristically greedily. The action was somehow simultaneously aggressive yet cautious. Careful not to press too hard.
However and whyever she did it, Natalie was enraptured. She squirmed in overstimulated delight, babbling insensately while the oni worked her magic. The girl had managed a few lays in her time, but never before had a touch been so magical to her. It only required some two minutes of the treatment before Natalie had been pushed to an orgasm more wild than she'd ever experienced before. Overwhelmed, she flopped limply onto the table in utter bliss, unaware that her lover had stepped away for a moment.
Akako worked quickly, near the refrigerator. Natalie could briefly recognize the slightly pungent smell of beer even from this distance, accompanied by the sound of liquid pouring. The alcohol smell was soon driven away however, replaced with that of earthy, fragrant herbs. The oni may have never tried this particular concoction before, but she had plenty of experience with food alchemy, as some might have called it. Seemingly disparate ingredients became magic in her hands.
Once satisfied with her work, Akako carried the small pot back to the drunken girl's location, and poured a generous amount into the nearby, human sized saucepan. When she was satisfied with the layer of caramel fluid inside, she tilted her head in thought. Second guessing herself, she daintily dipped a pinky into the concoction and brought an amount of it to her lips carefully. "Mmmmh~" Satisfied, she then turned to Natalie with a playful spin. "I think it will compliment you perfectly dear~" she said to the still-recovering girl. "Let's just get you washed up and ready for the rest of your big night~"
"Hmmmwhaa?" Natalie sat up from her reverie, eager for more fun, but having difficulty getting her body to play ball. "I'm d-def's ready for more of you 're. *Hic!*" She narrowed her eyes to focus, landing on the saucepan first. "G-gotta pass the time while the food's cookin', yeah?"
"Oh don't worry about that sweety, I have plans for that already~" answered Akako. "Now, let me help you over hmm?" With that, she slid both hands underneath Natalie's soft body, before effortlessly lifting her up. Moments later she was delicately letting the girl down into the immaculate shiny chrome of the nearby sink.
Natalie's clouded mind didn't quite manage to connect the dots while Akako moved to the next stage. Deft, soft hands scrubbed her body thoroughly under a jet of warm water from the faucet. Frequently, those talented red fingers would find their way to the soles of her feet, pressing soap into the curves of both the ball and heel of both. They ran over their softness, appreciating every bend in the shape, and every wrinkle as she scrunched them up, mildly ticklish apparently, much to the oni's delight.
Natalie simply chuckled and played along. Who was she to judge after all? She had her own little hidden pleasures. She watched the kind demoness work, amused by the faces she was making.
It was another several minutes until Akako gave a nod, satisfied that the girl was thoroughly clean, and thoroughly rinsed. "Well, almost time for the big moment~" She patted Natalie's cheek. "I hope you're as excited as I am!"
"Girl. You dun even know how… how 'xcited I is… am…" Natalie said with every ounce of drinker's bravado she had coursing through her in the moment. "Now… Howsaboot we get… *HIC!* Get this party started mhh?" She smiled broadly, and leaned in for another kiss. An opportunity the oni took happily.
When the liplock ended, Akako eagerly scooped the girl up in both arms and carried her hurriedly back to the island. Much to Natalie's surprise however, rather than being set back onto the table for another round, she was plopped right in the center of the large saucepan, the beer sauce coating her bare, vulnerable bum and cooch. Her toes dangled playfully in the pleasantly cool fluid. In and out as she moved them up and down.
"Now, let's get you all nice and secure, okay hun?" suggested Akako, while producing a roll of twine before Natalie could even answer.
"Uh… y-yeah." the girl finally replied after a moment's pause. She was more confused than fearful. Soon enough that disorientation gave way to intrigue however. "Heh… I-I in't ever done kinky stuff like this before~"
"Oh. I've got quite a bit of experience in it. Every one of my girls has certainly had a… climactic experience, I'm proud to say~"
Natalie grinned. "Awright. So… how should I…"
Akako tilted her head, giving a focused expression like she was trying to visualize a painting on a blank canvas. "Hmmm… Let's start with you on your knees dear~"
With a bit of work, Natalie managed to maneuver herself into position, next following through as the oni gently directed her to lean forward. With her feet slightly submerged in this position, Akako then moved to thread a length of the twine underneath the girl's ankles and deftly pull it taut. Seconds later, she'd managed a knot all the way around that would have made a sailor proud.
While the dominant woman critiqued her own work, Natalie had a bit of time to rub two functioning brain cells together. She'd learned something about the oni. Perhaps now was as good a time as any to put it to good use. With the tiniest of splishes, she lifted the front of her toes up and out of the savory sauce in a bit of little piggy peek-a-boo, then ducked them back under the surface once again, as if they were shy. Up, and down… splash and splish. She looked back to see just how well her little tease was working.
Akako's reaction was almost instantaneous. The woman bit her lip excitedly, and Natalie could feel her excitement in the air. This only encouraged her to go the extra mile, letting her entire foot lift from the mixture for a moment, dripping with the savory sauce. It wasn't quite her fetish but… the attention it got her was exhilarating.
"Oh! Looks like we need to keep these cuties from escaping too~" said the oni as she pulled a few more inches from her roll. Within moments she'd then managed to encircle both, naughty, big toes and pull them closely together. The heavy breaths she followed with told the human that she'd done good. A sensual spike for a sensual spike. Payment in full. Now they had further business to look forward to~
"N-now…" Akako was coming down from a high it seemed. "Let's make sure you're nice and f-firmly fastened, my little morsel~" Seconds later, the gentle dom had pushed carefully but insistently pushed Natalie forward again, such that she was pressed firmly against her knees in a tight fetal position. The oni next pulled Natalie’s arms back, and kept them joined together behind her at the wrist using an efficient amount of twine. Following that, another skilled weave of the cooking thread between her thighs and calves, next wrapped around her back as well, ensured that she wouldn't be sitting back up again without Akako's help…
The experience was new, and utterly thrilling to the still inebriated human. Here she was, completely at this goddess's mercy, her mind reeling with sultry images of what perverted things could be done to her in this position. The imagination roulette didn't have to spin for long however, as within moments she felt something smooth and firm pressed into her helpless snatch. Letting out a deep moan, she assumed, incorrectly, that the long squash now tickling her privvies was a toy of Akako's that she brought out to fill a lesbian lover…
"Ahhhhn! Ohhh… yesss…" The girl wiggled her rear, inviting more such treatment from Akako. She could only hope that she'd remember all of this tomorrow, sober.
"Mhh… Thanks again for doing this with me hon." came Akako's voice. "It's been a long time since I've had a proper one like you. Now. Ready for what's next?"
Natalie nodded her head confidently, wiggling her juicy hindquarters as she did. "Hit… *HIC!* Hit me~"
Akako pressed a deep red apple firmly between Natalie's lips at that. One that held the perfect mixture of sweetness and tartness to delight the girl's tastebuds. It seemed a bit odd that Akako went this route, rather than a simple, hard plastic gag but well… she was worth a bit of oddity. That much was for certain. When all was said and done, the oni delicately placed the transparent lid over the human girl, ensuring it fit perfectly. A beautiful display, if she did say so herself.
It was only when Akako lifted the saucepan up, sauntering over towards the stove, that something finally broke through the ocean of alcohol in Natalie's brain. Was this… food play? "Mgmmh?" With a light clik-clak, the pan was placed atop one of the burners, and moments later, a telltale hum indicated that said burner had been turned on. "Mhhh?!"
Natalie was a touch worried for the first time since she'd ingested so much liquid courage. This was all just… fetish stuff right? Of course she'd known that monsters devoured women like her all the time but… Didn't they have to be on an available menu or… offer themselves first?
Natalie's toes curled inwards, and upwards, splashing out of the sauce as that low hum shifted to a soft buzz. Akako had positioned the pan such that she could only look forward at the digital timer against the wall, so sound was her only real indication of what was happening in the room. Well… Sound and… that slight warmth which was building underneath her.
The buzzing and humming continued to swap out, back and forth. Soon enough Natalie had learned to associate each bout of the former with a sudden influx of heat, and every stretch of the latter with a few moments of rest. "Mgmhhh?!" Naturally, once she'd accepted that there was a bit more danger here than she'd anticipated, she began to pull against the ropes that restricted her movement. Of course, the oni had ensured that her ankles, as well as the balls of her feet, still had a decent range of movement. Toe ties notwithstanding. Natalie could feel Akako's eyes trained on her soles. No doubt she enjoyed the little swishes and bends they made as she moved…
Indeed the cougar was having quite a time, focusing on the wrinkles of her foot flesh, which came and went in spurts of increasingly cognizant panic. The swaying of the girl's hips just above certainly didn't hurt either. These first few minutes, after all the hard work of acquiring and prepping a girl, were some of the most magical to her. The moment they truly began to cook. She liked to imagine all the little emotions going through their minds. Even if she made sure to only dig in to volunteers, unlike a certain lizardwoman neighbor of hers, she knew it must've been a far cry from giving consent to actually feeling the heat. Did they feel excited? Frightened? Both? Whichever was more dominant here, Akako definitely appreciated the show that was being given, and decided to treat herself to a session of self-love while she watched.
Unbeknownst to the oni, Natalie was a fair deal less consensual than she'd thought. The girl was wracking her brain for some way to communicate. This was all a mistake! A misunderstanding! A… A breakdown of communication! By now the heat had conducted quite well into the sauce she was partially submerged in, and while it was going slow enough for her body to comfortably adjust, she knew exactly what was coming. Within minutes, a slight bit of fog began to condense at the rim of the transparent cover. That meant she was very soon to start cooking in earnest. She'd be steamed alive… like some marketplace pig, or some debt defaulter sold to one of those meatgirl delivery companies! The thought filled her with a sort of fuzzy anxiousness that she hadn't felt since her last performance review…
Then again, maybe not THAT anxious… Being talked to like stooge number one-hundred-and-eleven. Or, talked at, more appropriately.
She shook her head. Now wasn't exactly the time for career doubts either. Why was she trying to minimize this? This woman wanted nothing less than to EAT her! "Mhh mhhh!" Internally, Natalie scolded herself. She should have known better. The appetite of monsters and all that… Still, that climax was… amazing. She was convinced that this oni could have bent even the most rigidly straight girl a little. She couldn't be blamed for wanting to take a chance. Could she?
Natalie tensed up, hoping to press against the ropes with every ounce of her energy. She could excuse her poor decision making later. Once again, to the predator's great pleasure, her soles curled and her toes bent inward while she exerted herself, and then flopped back into a relaxed position when it all proved futile. The sauce beneath her was beginning to simmer ever so slightly, and Natalie was struck with the sound of Akako's voice, pursed into a tight moan. The woman really was enjoying this, seeing her struggle. It would be gratifying to be seen so… desirably if she weren't in such mortal danger at the moment.
Aaaaand… there she went again. Focus Natalie. FOCUS! Apparently the risk of being steamed alive wasn't as sobering as she would have thought. Maybe that was for the best though. Would she really want to be clear-headed with what was happening?
The foggy buildup on the cover was becoming far more pronounced now, and while it didn't exactly hurt, Natalie was still able to know, in spite of the beer, that this level of heat wasn't exactly good for her. What could she do though? Akako was very good at what she did… The ropes were perfectly placed and impeccably knotted to ensure she'd be affixed in place all the way through to the tasty end and really, at least this monstergirl appreciated her. Sure it was a bit… objectifying, but it was still infinitely better than the way her bosses treated her. There was a bit of respect there, in a perverted way at least. Maybe this wasn't so bad. Maybe… she should just let herself have fun with it now. While she still could.
Natalie heaved a loud sigh that likely could have even been heard from outside. In surrender, she waddled her elbows to both sides, letting her breasts press into the bubbling beer beneath her. A tiny squeak followed. Her nipples, surprisingly enough were used the the heat, but the area closer to the base of her titties hadn't quite adjusted. Still, if she could do nothing else for her predator, she could try to at least ensure her most delicate places were properly flavored. If she could do nothing else with her life she could at least be damned delicious.
And why shouldn't she try for that? She'd spent so long behind a desk, being faceless. Here she could be memorable, or so she hoped at least. The sex had been… mindblowing. She considered that without any amount of hyperbole in the moment. In this moment, she mattered. Someone's entire attention was here, on her. On her body.That alone was sexually gratifying.
Fine. I'm meat. I'm HER meat. Natalie felt an intense tingling fire from her pussy, up her belly, all the way to her head on finally accepting this. I'm going to be the best damn human she's ever eaten!
She wasn't the first preygirl to have this transition, and she wouldn't be the last. Akako had that way with people. She had a tendency to inject raw sexiness into the fear. The fact that she was naive enough to misunderstand concern in her meals for playfulness was… strangely relieving for many of them, and this one was no different.
Natalie began to whimper a bit. Not so much out of fear as neediness. With some difficulty she scooched backwards until her backside was flush with the wall of the cover. This of course made her most intimate places much more easily visible for the oni, which was certainly appreciated. To Natalie's benefit, this applied just a bit more pressure to the massive vegetable that populated her lady bits, keeping the amorousness that she was coping with alive.
She wasn't sure exactly how long she'd been in there. Time, as it turned out, was a bit difficult to gauge when one was both drunk as a city raccoon and horny out of their mind. She could vaguely see her skin begin to transition to a bright pink now at any rate. There was no mistaking it. She was truly cooking alive now. Perhaps it would behoove her to pick up the pace…
With steady rocking motions, the girl pressed her soft ass back and forth against the glass, giving a consistent pattern of soft moans and labored gasps as she worked. She was surprised at just how easy it was for her body to adapt to the growing heat once she'd started, and it wasn't long before she was adding more of her own, feminine ingredient to the sauce.
—
Suddenly Natalie felt the pan move from the stove. But… she wasn't done… was she? There was a mild hiss as the cover was lifted, before Akako's voice rung out, simultaneously sweet and motherly, yet lascivious and predatory at the same time.
"Mhhh, you're turning out a perfectly as I could have hoped~ Just need to baste these pretty piggies for the next step."
Natalie felt the sauce ripple slightly underneath her. It had lost quite a bit of volume to steam during her time atop the stove, but there was still more than enough to accomplish what came next. The soft fibers of the brush traced over her back and tickled her breasts and side. The girl couldn't help but coo and groan with delight at the feeling. Her lady lips, still parted with thick produce, followed next. This drove Natalie up the wall with surprise pleasure, and she swayed her hips into every touch. This might be her last interaction with another person. She had to make it count.
What followed, Natalie might have expected, though the transition still surprised her. The bristles found their way down, down over her thighs, compacted underneath her as they were, to finally end on the girl's soles. She wasn't ticklish, per se, but the brush's sensation was a bit different than anything before. Maybe she was just a bit more sensitive after being in the heat, or perhaps the encroaching finality made her more receptive. She couldn't help but giggle softly around the apple, whilst squirming the affected footsies once more.
This, of course, only encouraged Akako to double down, making the motions faster and more erratic. Everything from tiny teases to broad strokes. Natalie, in turn reacted with still more movement resulting in a delightfully sensual vicious cycle. Occasionally, the oni would reward the human for playing along, letting the implement taunt her lady lips of only for a moment… until it was finally too much, and with a few gasping breaths, the girl had arrived one final time.
Akako chuckled while Natalie surfed this last wave, then quickly finished ensuring her meal was still plenty moist. Within minutes, the cover had been replaced, ready for another bout of steam, and with a hefty grunt, Natalie was placed into the heat once again. This time, inside the predator sized oven to finish her purpose…
Natalie could only stare at the glowing coils in front of her. They were surprisingly comforting to watch, leaving red aura in her vision even when she closed her eyes. She was surprised at just how much she was okay with this, whether it was just a psychological trick or not. She was wanted. Craved, more specifically. Akako had been just outside for the entire process, watching her… Drooling over her, so to speak. It was so warm. So… delightful… There were certainly worse ways to go… Her sister Courtney, whom she'd always viewed as one of those crazy, mindless prey-sluts, would be so jealous to hear that she, of all people, had been eaten before her. Maybe that was what she got for being such a perfectionist. Looking for that special monster… Couldn't let… fortune… find her…
It was getting hard to think now she realized. Wouldn't be long till she really was just a font of meat for this woman. When the silence finally did overcome her, all she could consider was just how cozy it all felt… Like being wrapped up m a blanket in front of a fireplace on a cold winter day…
Akako had taken plenty of time to savor the process every minute up to now. She wished she could experience those blissful moments multiple times with each prey, but now there was work to do. There would be minimally one more round of basting, and a healthy side dish of seasoned vegetables to prepare before she could finally dig in. It wasn't right to eat a pretty preygirl like this without a proper, handmade display after all. There was another hour and a half of patience she'd have to endure before she could enjoy the fruits of her labor.
—
When the time finally came, Akako carefully centered the girl's human-sized platter atop several hot pads on her table, then carefully poured her veggies and rice around her, half and half. Not only would this ensure that the sides soaked in Natalie's delicious juices, but it really completed the aesthetic. That of a pretty little piggy all set to be gobbled up~
This time, the oni had decided to save her favorite cuts until the very end. She floundered each time on whether to start with the toes when they were fresh, or to end the meal on the highest note. For now, she would softly let the blades of the carving fork sink into Natalie's soft buttock, and slowly saw a sizeable steak off.
It. Was. Heavenly. The beer sauce had turned out better than she'd hoped. A perfect blend of savory and sweet, with just a hint of a playfully piquant kick to it at the end. Add to it that Natalie had been brewing in her own drunkenness, and it was a very present flavor, without taking away from the girl's natural deliciousness.
Within fifteen minutes, Natalie's backside had all but entirely disappeared, and Akako next began work on both of the human's breasts. In her mother's homeland, human udders had always been a delicacy. While some more western relatives of the oni, such as orcs, avoided them… often calling them too fatty, or keeping them intact for display purposes, Akako's family always made sure to save room for the creamy things. The sauce had soaked perfectly into the delicate flesh in fact, and Akako took an extra several minutes to savor the nipples in particular. There was something delightful about ingesting these little pieces. These bits that society deemed too crude to show in public, exceptions made in the case of meatgirls of course. They weren't human after all.
That wasn't quite how Akako saw it however. These delectable things were people to her, which only made the weight of consuming them hit all the harder. It was a delicate balance between domination and appreciation that she had found, and she reckoned she enjoyed her meals far more than most predators because of it.
The girl's filet followed next, dainty and potent with savory femme juices. Akako was careful to carve the prize cut out as thinly as she could. It was the type of steak one didn't corrupt with meat from others of they could help it. A meal's most… sacred area. The oni's nibbles were delicate and appreciative, not wanting to do it a disservice by scarfing it down…
Still, none of these courses held a candle to the pièce de résistance she had held out so patently for. Biting her lip excitedly, Akako gripped one foot between her thumb and forefinger with one hand, and gently began sawing above the girl's ankle with the knife in the other. The action alone was practically orgasmic in its own right to the monster woman, and she hadn't even begun to chow down on it yet. Once it had been entirely severed, she slowly lifted it with both hands to hold it like a fresh fruit in a way. She then brought it to her lips and finally, begin gnawing at each individual toe.
Natalie had been dutiful in letting her digits marinate in whatever of the sauce hadn't quite evaporated yet, and it showed. Here, the robust, complex flavor stood out more than any other bite~ Perhaps the oni was coloring her perception of it with her preferences, but it didn't matter really. The fact was that she was enjoying herself too an extreme that she hadn't in some time.
The sole followed, where the majority of the meat could be grazed at her leisure. It just so happened that her leisure at was a rapid, overeager pace. She allowed herself to dig into each with all the gusto of a starved wolf, moaning and groaning in delight into she'd utterly exhausted herself…
—
Natalie's leftovers only lasted for some days after that eventful night. Akako had used the meat from her ribs to grind into taco meat the following day, and saved what was left of the wings and drumsticks for snacks later. Without any word from her for a week, the girl's office would fire her without much of a second thought, and it would be a full month before her family found out.
Courtney, her sister, took it the hardest. Why couldn't that have been her?!
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ZandyJack reacted with ❤️ at 2023-12-16 14:58 PM
Natalie kicked her heel clad feet in the air from atop a vintage red stool at the far end of the bar. The low, warm yellow light that dangled above her, illuminating the black and white suit and skirt she'd worn straight from work, might have been romantic for some. For her however it might as well have been an interrogation light. The same questions her mother would always ask rang through her head, tonight in particular: Why hadn't she been married yet? Did she really think her career would be enough to buy her happiness?
Was there something wrong with her? She was on her way to a promising career, influence, and she had a better education than most. So what if she was in that… salary transition between wage and the real earners? Or, the more pressing question… So what if she was a little stagnant on the charisma front? She could learn. She could improve. All she needed was someone to give her a chance…
She took another swig of her now warm drink from its crystal glass. Hoping to meet up with someone new or exciting tonight, she'd wanted to stay mostly sober, and had kept this, her first of the evening, for a bit longer than most might. This didn't appear to bother the muscular, sharply dressed orc on the other side of the tap, though he definitely did look a touch bored.
Maybe her outfit came across as a bit overdressed? No, that couldn't be it. This was a genuine Farbantio. She may not have really climbed the corporate ladder yet, but her dad used to always tell her to dress for the role she wanted in life. Who wouldn't love a successful woman that was proud to show off her means?
While Natalie nursed the last few sips of her drink, there was the now familiar *Jingle jingle!* of the front door. The lonely businesswoman craned her head to see what was quite possibly, the most gorgeous, mature oni she could have ever laid eyes upon. While Nicole counted herself as bisexual, ordinarily she would have set her sights on local men first… but this perfectly aged monster Venus was on another tier altogether. Nicole swallowed hard. The beauty's light red skin was perfectly backdropped by the dim lamps and dark wooden interior of the bar. For some, matching their skin tone with something only slightly darker might have been a stylistic flop, but this one pulled it off stunningly. Not only did this one own the deep red dress she wore. She beat it into submission and made it her bitch. In fact, Natalie wondered if anything could have possibly looked bad on this delightful demoness. She was impossibly tall, and yet impossibly soft looking, at least in mannerism. Confident, yet not an ounce more proud than she needed to be. The dull light which had just previously seemed so harsh on Natalie, now gave the object of her sudden lust an almost angelic glow. Her dark, sharply bobbed hair only seemed to magnify that radiance, ironically giving her something of a halo, at least in Natalie’s love-drunk eyes.
The would-be business mogul’s toes curled within those sharp heels[a]. She had to try. Break out of that work, ramen, drink cycle that she’d become accustomed to. In truth, this gorgeous oni seemed a bit out of place in this little vodka hole… just like she wanted to be. With a motion that wasn’t nearly as stealthy as she wanted to believe, she slid herself over onto the next stool, side eyeing the newcomer in an attempt not to be… too obvious, at least.
The monstergirl herself, however, seemed a good deal more confident. "I'll have an Ogre's Blood please, sweety." she asked the barkeep, who seemed happy to finally have a patron ordering something new.
A moment later the fresh glass slid down from the bar to stop perfectly in front of the oni. Natalie had to admire both his precision and work. A few sips of cherry syrup remained suspended in the center of a clear, hard drink that she couldn't quite place, even after being shoved down the length of the smooth plank. Perhaps this woman inspired more than just her. All the same, Natalie simply couldn't find the courage to make a move on her own, even going so far as to awkwardly, and visibly, try to take a sip from her now empty little glass…
For better or for worse, this seemed to amuse the Asian demoness, who turned to face her with a polite chuckle. "Can I buy you a drink, honey?" Her voice seemed particularly innocent and motherly, especially now that she was talking directly to the fidgeting corporate gal. "If you don't mind my saying, you seem a bit lonely tonight."
"Who? Me?" Natalie gave an overplayed, theatrically dismissive flick of her wrist. "Naw. I'm…" She stopped herself there, fearing she'd blow her chance if she pushed too hard. "B-but well, if you're offering…"
The oni simply smiled, before turning to face the barkeep once more. "And a Dirty Shirley for this sweetheart right here, please~"
Natalie felt her heart leap a little higher than it should have. She called her a sweetheart! That was practically… absolute confirmation that she found her cute, right? After swallowing hard to keep herself grounded, she then faced her benefactor again. "I'm Natalie by the way." Initially she reached up to offer a handshake, but on deciding that might be a little too formal, she instead tried to smoothly place it down on the bar… missing the first two attempts.
The oni gave another sweet laugh. "Akako." was her only reply. She nodded down the table's length, to indicate that her server was ready with her next drink.
Natalie lifted her arm, and watched the glass stop exactly at her arm's length. This guy really knew what he was doing, it seemed. After passing him a quick smile, she took her first swig. "S-so… do you stop by here often?" Immediately she scolded herself internally for asking such a basic question. She must sound so boring…
"Oh no. At least, not nearly as much as I did during my wilder years." responded Akako as she passed a warm smile. "You?"
"Oh y-yeah. I'm… like, super wild." lied the workaholic. "I come to dives like this all the time."
If Akako could see through Natalie's thin veneer of false drinker bravado, she wasn't showing it. Her eyes widened ever so slightly, and her tone indicated genuine intrigue. "Really? I'd bet you could outdrink me by several laps then."
Before Natalie could even respond, Akako had already signaled for another, harder glass to follow, and the increasingly nervous human could only respond by downing its predecessor in a single, hardy gulp. While the Shirley had at least been a bit sweet, this glass of particularly harsh, daredevil beer even smelled angry. She couldn't imagine just yet how it would taste.
Still, she'd gotten this far, and at the very least the oni was on her way to finishing her first. Maybe… if they were both just a little more loose… she'd really have the chance to turn this into something special. After taking a deep breath, she hefted the glass full of caramel liquid up to her lips, and managed a slight sip…
To say that it burnt at the back of her throat would have been an understatement. That tiny portion alone would have been enough to start the incineration of Alexandria, she thought. All the same, after gasping for air, she considered how she was closer than she'd ever been to something real now. What was a few seconds of pain to a night, or maybe even a lifetime of delight? After steeling herself for the foolish thing she was about to do, by gripping the underside of the bar with her free hand, she tipped the glass into the back of her throat.
*Chug chug chug!* She was already tearing up, yet only halfway done. *Chug… COUGH! Chug…* She'd hoped that once she was finished the fire in her esophagus would begin to subside, but in fact the lack of flowing "juice" allowed the sensation to magnify tenfold. For now, the inexperienced drinker's world was nothing but pain.
"Keep!" Natalie’s voice was hoarse and raspy. "Something… *COUGH!* sweet to chase it down… please?"
The orc simply smirked, and in just a few moments had slid another Shirley her way. Sure he was setting himself up for more cleaning, but he was having fun watching.
Natalie didn't even allow herself time to think before she pulled the latest glass to her lips. The relief was palpable on her face. "Ahhh… *COUGH! COUGH!* That's… good stuff…" she insisted.
"Oh I haven't been able to polish off one of those in years… let alone in ten seconds." admired Akako as she finally finished her Ogre.. "How about some good, old fashioned Biller for the next round?"
In truth, Natalie had never been good at holding her liquor, and by now she was already starting to feel a little tipsy. However, this only brought on the allure of the booze all the more. Consequently, she simply gave a thumbs up in reply. That last beer had just about destroyed her, but it strangely made the lighter drink that followed all the more satisfying.
"You know…" Akako began a bit shyly, which contrasted ever so slightly with her mature air. "I hope you don't mind my directness but… You're so cute I could just eat you up~"
Natalie felt a jolt of excitement pierce her heart at that. It was mutual. This monstergirl did like her. "O-oh!" The girl drank another bit of her chaser. "W-well, I don't blame you for wanting a… a taste of this." Natalie gave a gesture at herself. "Truthfully you're… definitely the prize as well~"
Akako batted her eyes playfully, holding a hand over her breast. "Ohhh~ You're just so sweet~ I love to hear about adorable little snacks like you before I take them home."
Natalie swooned in turn. "O-oh? Do you do that often? T-take girls home I mean?"
"Oh absolutely! I love cute, vibrant treats like you~"
"Oh… Well…" Natalie was on cloud nine with the way Akako described her. She felt… special and a half.
"So, don't keep me in suspense darling." Akako continued. "What's your story hon?"
Natalie took a moment to snap back to the conversation. "I-if you're really interested…"
The oni listened with rapt attention as Natalie tried to talk up all of her accomplishments. Soon enough however, some fifteen minutes in as the drinks kept pouring, the alcohol was enough to remove those proud inhibitions. The human admitted that her four years of college had been a boring slog. She regaled her frustrations with feeling like she was going nowhere fast, and feeling like the people up top only hired her because they thought she was a pretty face. Even with that assistance however, she'd stagnated at the middle level.
No matter how boring the story seemed to get, Akako was planted firmly in her seat, diligently taking in every word. This only pushed Natalie to dive further and further into inebriation, wanting desperately to prove herself all the more. She wasn't just some number in a company's ranks. She had a fun side!
"But ya know what?" Natalie asked, snapping back to attention after getting lost in her woes. "I don' mind all that one bit. Now that I've seen a goddess like you… even if only fer a bit… I feel like I've done better 'n a lot of people."
For many, that line might have been so thick with cheese that the deal was broken right there, but Akako seemed to eat it up, leaning back with a ladylike laugh, while politely covering her mouth. "Hehe~ Such a spicy little sweetheart~"
Natalie gave a sigh. Not necessarily mournful, but certainly contemplative. "Also…Some… *HIC!* Sometimes I jus'... wish I 'ad the courage ta really do sumfin' crazy. Jus'... ta live, if only fer a bit. That make sense?"
"Oh honey… I know exactly what you mean. There's nothing wrong with that. Life's too long to spend it all just… trapped within yourself." Akako herself had long stopped imbibing, though she continued to order one glass after another for her new friend until she felt like she couldn't even raise the cups any longer. Oni might have been quite well known for being hardy with their beer, but this one wanted to do right by this poor girl. She wanted to give her the opportunity to finally experience something. Rather than even swig enough to get buzzed, she simply sat there, smiling like a mother watching her children playing in the mud.
"I 'aven't drank 'is much since I turned… *Hic!* Since I turned t-twenty-one." she confessed. "Feels kin'a… excshitin'..."
Akako simply smiled warmly into the girl's eyes, either not noticing, or not reacting to the barkeep's apparent knowing glance. "You've really gone hard on the ale today sweety. Do you need me to call someone to drive you home?"
"Oh… I wash… akchally kinda hopin'... *Hic!* Whatd'ya say we hang out n'... I dunno… have fun?" The liquid courage was suddenly strong with the girl. "Ya… Ya said ya like ta take girls like me h-home… Yeah?"
Akako's face instantly lit up. "Oh!" Truthfully she'd been hoping for the girl to say this. She wasn't sure if Natalie had taken her earlier offer seriously. It was… a big decision after all. "Oh yes I can think of something really fun I'd just love to do with you actually! Seeing you put away all those glasses here has given me a bit of inspiration for something!"
"I's perfect. Le'sh do it!" After fumbling with her fingers for a moment, Natalie finally managed a shaky thumbs up just in time for the oni to call a ride. Eager to make a good impression, she then attempted to down a few more tall ones while the two waited, but was cut off after just one more.
It was well enough, as the cab only needed a few minutes to arrive. Much to the disappointment of the now-cleaning orc, the two were in the back seat of an elf's yellow car, and on their way to the calm scene of upper suburbia. Soon enough the concrete jungle gave way to green lawns and eventually, Akako's well kept abode.
"Oh I suppose I got so excited that I neglected to do my due diligence. Silly me. You don't mind if try that new recipe I mentioned? I know it's sudden but I think it would be just perfect for you~" Akako's question came as directly and sweetly as if she were just asking what type of movie her date would like to watch. She gently gripped said human's wrists and held them level.
"Hmm?" Wildly drunk as she was, in truth Natalie probably wasn't in the best state to understand the question, let alone answer. "Oh shhhhhure. I've never had a f-fancy dinner afore… You know~ Ya… do that sorta fing… often?"
"Oh absolutely sweety. I've never gotten a complaint from a meal. Each of them absolutely enjoyed getting eaten. Even those who never would have guessed they were into that sort of thing beforehand."
Natalie giggled softly, letting Akako lead her through the doorway directly into the cool blue colors of the kitchen. Barely able to follow what was happening, she then simply watched as the oni began to mill about gathering various pots and pans, one of which was a good deal larger than the others. What little bit of her brain wasn't drowning in alcohol at the moment, was screaming at her to stop and consider what was happening, but for now, the corporate pawn was far too relaxed to consider anything other than just how beautiful this asian demoness really was.
Akako herself was fully aware of the attention she was getting, and she wasn't above reveling in it. Every motion she gave was exaggerated for her guest's benefit. From the maraca hip shake she would give from cabinet to cabinet, to the way she would let her tight-dress clad rear jut out each time she bent forward to grab something. The "oohs" and "ahs" she received in return were payment enough… besides of course the nice piece of meat she was getting as well…
Soon enough quite the collection of cookware had been assembled atop the oni's counter, including a massive, floral sauce pan with its transparent lid partner. The hammered Natalie however, never quite managed to put two and two together as to what was going on. She simply watched her lover work as though she had front row tickets to the world's most beautiful ballet.
Akako on the other hand, was oblivious to Natalie's own obliviousness. With phrases like "I could eat you up." and "Little snacks like you." how could the girl have mistaken her intentions? She must have been such a lonely thing to take her up on her offer. The least Akako could do was make the night something special.
"Well cutie~ I don't think we can get much further while you're all wrapped up like that~" she explained playfully.
"O-oh! Yer *Hic!* right!" The blush on Natalie's face would have lit up a room. "Why dun we both go a' the same time?"
In lieu of a spoken answer, Akako simply reached up to grip her dress by the shoulder strap, before pulling it down over her side. The glittery red affair was so perfectly fitted to her that even when the other side was dropped, gravity needed a bit of a helping hand… Akako's hands to be precise. They then gripped her hips, tugging the fabric down over her motherly proportions.
Natalie of course followed suit, unbuttoning her suit jacket one at a time. Her drunken motions were barely able to stay upright as she worked, but she was determined. Immediately following the soft patter of her jacket onto the ground, was that of her skirt. The girl really was blessed, both genetically, and with youth. If she had been a touch more sober, her movement might have been a bit more sensual, but Akako didn't seem to mind at all, in fact savoring the sight of her meal disrobing of its own volition. The undershirt followed, and just like that, both women were left in only their intimates.
With a little help from the more upright oni, those too were then discarded. Both her own, and those of the silly human. The scene was unmistakably romantic, or at the very least primally lustful, and it didn't take an unclouded mind to see that. In fact, Natalie was just about more drunk on desire than she was on alcohol in that moment.
Akako was the first to press herself into Natalie's body, as the girl herself was likely unable to tell near from far. Her breasts squished almost suffocatingly into the human's face, for the first time truly bringing their height difference to easy distinction. The oni's arms then slid down the girl's length to cradle her backside, in an instant lifting her up.
Natalie instinctively reacted by wrapping her legs around Akako's waist once she was high enough, letting her heels brush up against those sumptuous red buttocks. This drew a moan of delight from the small giantess. She… They… were doing it! This was real! And it was amazing! Natalie realized that Akako felt invitingly warm to the touch. She was indeed soft, but Natalie also had no difficulty in feeling a fair amount of musculature under it all as well. This was… perfect. She couldn't have asked for anything else.
Akako then whirled about until she was facing the island she'd populated with all the kitchenware earlier. With a much more elegant motion than Natalie would have been able to manage, she proceeded to delicately lay the girl atop the one clear area, along brightly at her as she did. When Natalie managed to gather the dexterity to let go, the adorable little human looked perfectly framed for a photo to Akako, legs spread wide and face looking down her own body back at the oni.
"Ohhhh~ I just can't wait to dig into you~" Akako's tone was more intense than Natalie recalled from the bar, and that was just fine to her.
"Hehehe~ D-dun get cold feet now." the girl replied back. She… realized she was quite comfortable with bottoming. It was liberating to let the other one take the lead. Once more, her toes bent inward, catching Akako's eye.
Unable to restrain herself, the oni next gripped both feet, massaging Natalie's arches as she leaned in for the kill, so to speak. Without saying a word, her tongue lept out to taste the businessgirl's most delicate cut, lapping up at both petals uncharacteristically greedily. The action was somehow simultaneously aggressive yet cautious. Careful not to press too hard.
However and whyever she did it, Natalie was enraptured. She squirmed in overstimulated delight, babbling insensately while the oni worked her magic. The girl had managed a few lays in her time, but never before had a touch been so magical to her. It only required some two minutes of the treatment before Natalie had been pushed to an orgasm more wild than she'd ever experienced before. Overwhelmed, she flopped limply onto the table in utter bliss, unaware that her lover had stepped away for a moment.
Akako worked quickly, near the refrigerator. Natalie could briefly recognize the slightly pungent smell of beer even from this distance, accompanied by the sound of liquid pouring. The alcohol smell was soon driven away however, replaced with that of earthy, fragrant herbs. The oni may have never tried this particular concoction before, but she had plenty of experience with food alchemy, as some might have called it. Seemingly disparate ingredients became magic in her hands.
Once satisfied with her work, Akako carried the small pot back to the drunken girl's location, and poured a generous amount into the nearby, human sized saucepan. When she was satisfied with the layer of caramel fluid inside, she tilted her head in thought. Second guessing herself, she daintily dipped a pinky into the concoction and brought an amount of it to her lips carefully. "Mmmmh~" Satisfied, she then turned to Natalie with a playful spin. "I think it will compliment you perfectly dear~" she said to the still-recovering girl. "Let's just get you washed up and ready for the rest of your big night~"
"Hmmmwhaa?" Natalie sat up from her reverie, eager for more fun, but having difficulty getting her body to play ball. "I'm d-def's ready for more of you 're. *Hic!*" She narrowed her eyes to focus, landing on the saucepan first. "G-gotta pass the time while the food's cookin', yeah?"
"Oh don't worry about that sweety, I have plans for that already~" answered Akako. "Now, let me help you over hmm?" With that, she slid both hands underneath Natalie's soft body, before effortlessly lifting her up. Moments later she was delicately letting the girl down into the immaculate shiny chrome of the nearby sink.
Natalie's clouded mind didn't quite manage to connect the dots while Akako moved to the next stage. Deft, soft hands scrubbed her body thoroughly under a jet of warm water from the faucet. Frequently, those talented red fingers would find their way to the soles of her feet, pressing soap into the curves of both the ball and heel of both. They ran over their softness, appreciating every bend in the shape, and every wrinkle as she scrunched them up, mildly ticklish apparently, much to the oni's delight.
Natalie simply chuckled and played along. Who was she to judge after all? She had her own little hidden pleasures. She watched the kind demoness work, amused by the faces she was making.
It was another several minutes until Akako gave a nod, satisfied that the girl was thoroughly clean, and thoroughly rinsed. "Well, almost time for the big moment~" She patted Natalie's cheek. "I hope you're as excited as I am!"
"Girl. You dun even know how… how 'xcited I is… am…" Natalie said with every ounce of drinker's bravado she had coursing through her in the moment. "Now… Howsaboot we get… *HIC!* Get this party started mhh?" She smiled broadly, and leaned in for another kiss. An opportunity the oni took happily.
When the liplock ended, Akako eagerly scooped the girl up in both arms and carried her hurriedly back to the island. Much to Natalie's surprise however, rather than being set back onto the table for another round, she was plopped right in the center of the large saucepan, the beer sauce coating her bare, vulnerable bum and cooch. Her toes dangled playfully in the pleasantly cool fluid. In and out as she moved them up and down.
"Now, let's get you all nice and secure, okay hun?" suggested Akako, while producing a roll of twine before Natalie could even answer.
"Uh… y-yeah." the girl finally replied after a moment's pause. She was more confused than fearful. Soon enough that disorientation gave way to intrigue however. "Heh… I-I in't ever done kinky stuff like this before~"
"Oh. I've got quite a bit of experience in it. Every one of my girls has certainly had a… climactic experience, I'm proud to say~"
Natalie grinned. "Awright. So… how should I…"
Akako tilted her head, giving a focused expression like she was trying to visualize a painting on a blank canvas. "Hmmm… Let's start with you on your knees dear~"
With a bit of work, Natalie managed to maneuver herself into position, next following through as the oni gently directed her to lean forward. With her feet slightly submerged in this position, Akako then moved to thread a length of the twine underneath the girl's ankles and deftly pull it taut. Seconds later, she'd managed a knot all the way around that would have made a sailor proud.
While the dominant woman critiqued her own work, Natalie had a bit of time to rub two functioning brain cells together. She'd learned something about the oni. Perhaps now was as good a time as any to put it to good use. With the tiniest of splishes, she lifted the front of her toes up and out of the savory sauce in a bit of little piggy peek-a-boo, then ducked them back under the surface once again, as if they were shy. Up, and down… splash and splish. She looked back to see just how well her little tease was working.
Akako's reaction was almost instantaneous. The woman bit her lip excitedly, and Natalie could feel her excitement in the air. This only encouraged her to go the extra mile, letting her entire foot lift from the mixture for a moment, dripping with the savory sauce. It wasn't quite her fetish but… the attention it got her was exhilarating.
"Oh! Looks like we need to keep these cuties from escaping too~" said the oni as she pulled a few more inches from her roll. Within moments she'd then managed to encircle both, naughty, big toes and pull them closely together. The heavy breaths she followed with told the human that she'd done good. A sensual spike for a sensual spike. Payment in full. Now they had further business to look forward to~
"N-now…" Akako was coming down from a high it seemed. "Let's make sure you're nice and f-firmly fastened, my little morsel~" Seconds later, the gentle dom had pushed carefully but insistently pushed Natalie forward again, such that she was pressed firmly against her knees in a tight fetal position. The oni next pulled Natalie’s arms back, and kept them joined together behind her at the wrist using an efficient amount of twine. Following that, another skilled weave of the cooking thread between her thighs and calves, next wrapped around her back as well, ensured that she wouldn't be sitting back up again without Akako's help…
The experience was new, and utterly thrilling to the still inebriated human. Here she was, completely at this goddess's mercy, her mind reeling with sultry images of what perverted things could be done to her in this position. The imagination roulette didn't have to spin for long however, as within moments she felt something smooth and firm pressed into her helpless snatch. Letting out a deep moan, she assumed, incorrectly, that the long squash now tickling her privvies was a toy of Akako's that she brought out to fill a lesbian lover…
"Ahhhhn! Ohhh… yesss…" The girl wiggled her rear, inviting more such treatment from Akako. She could only hope that she'd remember all of this tomorrow, sober.
"Mhh… Thanks again for doing this with me hon." came Akako's voice. "It's been a long time since I've had a proper one like you. Now. Ready for what's next?"
Natalie nodded her head confidently, wiggling her juicy hindquarters as she did. "Hit… *HIC!* Hit me~"
Akako pressed a deep red apple firmly between Natalie's lips at that. One that held the perfect mixture of sweetness and tartness to delight the girl's tastebuds. It seemed a bit odd that Akako went this route, rather than a simple, hard plastic gag but well… she was worth a bit of oddity. That much was for certain. When all was said and done, the oni delicately placed the transparent lid over the human girl, ensuring it fit perfectly. A beautiful display, if she did say so herself.
It was only when Akako lifted the saucepan up, sauntering over towards the stove, that something finally broke through the ocean of alcohol in Natalie's brain. Was this… food play? "Mgmmh?" With a light clik-clak, the pan was placed atop one of the burners, and moments later, a telltale hum indicated that said burner had been turned on. "Mhhh?!"
Natalie was a touch worried for the first time since she'd ingested so much liquid courage. This was all just… fetish stuff right? Of course she'd known that monsters devoured women like her all the time but… Didn't they have to be on an available menu or… offer themselves first?
Natalie's toes curled inwards, and upwards, splashing out of the sauce as that low hum shifted to a soft buzz. Akako had positioned the pan such that she could only look forward at the digital timer against the wall, so sound was her only real indication of what was happening in the room. Well… Sound and… that slight warmth which was building underneath her.
The buzzing and humming continued to swap out, back and forth. Soon enough Natalie had learned to associate each bout of the former with a sudden influx of heat, and every stretch of the latter with a few moments of rest. "Mgmhhh?!" Naturally, once she'd accepted that there was a bit more danger here than she'd anticipated, she began to pull against the ropes that restricted her movement. Of course, the oni had ensured that her ankles, as well as the balls of her feet, still had a decent range of movement. Toe ties notwithstanding. Natalie could feel Akako's eyes trained on her soles. No doubt she enjoyed the little swishes and bends they made as she moved…
Indeed the cougar was having quite a time, focusing on the wrinkles of her foot flesh, which came and went in spurts of increasingly cognizant panic. The swaying of the girl's hips just above certainly didn't hurt either. These first few minutes, after all the hard work of acquiring and prepping a girl, were some of the most magical to her. The moment they truly began to cook. She liked to imagine all the little emotions going through their minds. Even if she made sure to only dig in to volunteers, unlike a certain lizardwoman neighbor of hers, she knew it must've been a far cry from giving consent to actually feeling the heat. Did they feel excited? Frightened? Both? Whichever was more dominant here, Akako definitely appreciated the show that was being given, and decided to treat herself to a session of self-love while she watched.
Unbeknownst to the oni, Natalie was a fair deal less consensual than she'd thought. The girl was wracking her brain for some way to communicate. This was all a mistake! A misunderstanding! A… A breakdown of communication! By now the heat had conducted quite well into the sauce she was partially submerged in, and while it was going slow enough for her body to comfortably adjust, she knew exactly what was coming. Within minutes, a slight bit of fog began to condense at the rim of the transparent cover. That meant she was very soon to start cooking in earnest. She'd be steamed alive… like some marketplace pig, or some debt defaulter sold to one of those meatgirl delivery companies! The thought filled her with a sort of fuzzy anxiousness that she hadn't felt since her last performance review…
Then again, maybe not THAT anxious… Being talked to like stooge number one-hundred-and-eleven. Or, talked at, more appropriately.
She shook her head. Now wasn't exactly the time for career doubts either. Why was she trying to minimize this? This woman wanted nothing less than to EAT her! "Mhh mhhh!" Internally, Natalie scolded herself. She should have known better. The appetite of monsters and all that… Still, that climax was… amazing. She was convinced that this oni could have bent even the most rigidly straight girl a little. She couldn't be blamed for wanting to take a chance. Could she?
Natalie tensed up, hoping to press against the ropes with every ounce of her energy. She could excuse her poor decision making later. Once again, to the predator's great pleasure, her soles curled and her toes bent inward while she exerted herself, and then flopped back into a relaxed position when it all proved futile. The sauce beneath her was beginning to simmer ever so slightly, and Natalie was struck with the sound of Akako's voice, pursed into a tight moan. The woman really was enjoying this, seeing her struggle. It would be gratifying to be seen so… desirably if she weren't in such mortal danger at the moment.
Aaaaand… there she went again. Focus Natalie. FOCUS! Apparently the risk of being steamed alive wasn't as sobering as she would have thought. Maybe that was for the best though. Would she really want to be clear-headed with what was happening?
The foggy buildup on the cover was becoming far more pronounced now, and while it didn't exactly hurt, Natalie was still able to know, in spite of the beer, that this level of heat wasn't exactly good for her. What could she do though? Akako was very good at what she did… The ropes were perfectly placed and impeccably knotted to ensure she'd be affixed in place all the way through to the tasty end and really, at least this monstergirl appreciated her. Sure it was a bit… objectifying, but it was still infinitely better than the way her bosses treated her. There was a bit of respect there, in a perverted way at least. Maybe this wasn't so bad. Maybe… she should just let herself have fun with it now. While she still could.
Natalie heaved a loud sigh that likely could have even been heard from outside. In surrender, she waddled her elbows to both sides, letting her breasts press into the bubbling beer beneath her. A tiny squeak followed. Her nipples, surprisingly enough were used the the heat, but the area closer to the base of her titties hadn't quite adjusted. Still, if she could do nothing else for her predator, she could try to at least ensure her most delicate places were properly flavored. If she could do nothing else with her life she could at least be damned delicious.
And why shouldn't she try for that? She'd spent so long behind a desk, being faceless. Here she could be memorable, or so she hoped at least. The sex had been… mindblowing. She considered that without any amount of hyperbole in the moment. In this moment, she mattered. Someone's entire attention was here, on her. On her body.That alone was sexually gratifying.
Fine. I'm meat. I'm HER meat. Natalie felt an intense tingling fire from her pussy, up her belly, all the way to her head on finally accepting this. I'm going to be the best damn human she's ever eaten!
She wasn't the first preygirl to have this transition, and she wouldn't be the last. Akako had that way with people. She had a tendency to inject raw sexiness into the fear. The fact that she was naive enough to misunderstand concern in her meals for playfulness was… strangely relieving for many of them, and this one was no different.
Natalie began to whimper a bit. Not so much out of fear as neediness. With some difficulty she scooched backwards until her backside was flush with the wall of the cover. This of course made her most intimate places much more easily visible for the oni, which was certainly appreciated. To Natalie's benefit, this applied just a bit more pressure to the massive vegetable that populated her lady bits, keeping the amorousness that she was coping with alive.
She wasn't sure exactly how long she'd been in there. Time, as it turned out, was a bit difficult to gauge when one was both drunk as a city raccoon and horny out of their mind. She could vaguely see her skin begin to transition to a bright pink now at any rate. There was no mistaking it. She was truly cooking alive now. Perhaps it would behoove her to pick up the pace…
With steady rocking motions, the girl pressed her soft ass back and forth against the glass, giving a consistent pattern of soft moans and labored gasps as she worked. She was surprised at just how easy it was for her body to adapt to the growing heat once she'd started, and it wasn't long before she was adding more of her own, feminine ingredient to the sauce.
—
Suddenly Natalie felt the pan move from the stove. But… she wasn't done… was she? There was a mild hiss as the cover was lifted, before Akako's voice rung out, simultaneously sweet and motherly, yet lascivious and predatory at the same time.
"Mhhh, you're turning out a perfectly as I could have hoped~ Just need to baste these pretty piggies for the next step."
Natalie felt the sauce ripple slightly underneath her. It had lost quite a bit of volume to steam during her time atop the stove, but there was still more than enough to accomplish what came next. The soft fibers of the brush traced over her back and tickled her breasts and side. The girl couldn't help but coo and groan with delight at the feeling. Her lady lips, still parted with thick produce, followed next. This drove Natalie up the wall with surprise pleasure, and she swayed her hips into every touch. This might be her last interaction with another person. She had to make it count.
What followed, Natalie might have expected, though the transition still surprised her. The bristles found their way down, down over her thighs, compacted underneath her as they were, to finally end on the girl's soles. She wasn't ticklish, per se, but the brush's sensation was a bit different than anything before. Maybe she was just a bit more sensitive after being in the heat, or perhaps the encroaching finality made her more receptive. She couldn't help but giggle softly around the apple, whilst squirming the affected footsies once more.
This, of course, only encouraged Akako to double down, making the motions faster and more erratic. Everything from tiny teases to broad strokes. Natalie, in turn reacted with still more movement resulting in a delightfully sensual vicious cycle. Occasionally, the oni would reward the human for playing along, letting the implement taunt her lady lips of only for a moment… until it was finally too much, and with a few gasping breaths, the girl had arrived one final time.
Akako chuckled while Natalie surfed this last wave, then quickly finished ensuring her meal was still plenty moist. Within minutes, the cover had been replaced, ready for another bout of steam, and with a hefty grunt, Natalie was placed into the heat once again. This time, inside the predator sized oven to finish her purpose…
Natalie could only stare at the glowing coils in front of her. They were surprisingly comforting to watch, leaving red aura in her vision even when she closed her eyes. She was surprised at just how much she was okay with this, whether it was just a psychological trick or not. She was wanted. Craved, more specifically. Akako had been just outside for the entire process, watching her… Drooling over her, so to speak. It was so warm. So… delightful… There were certainly worse ways to go… Her sister Courtney, whom she'd always viewed as one of those crazy, mindless prey-sluts, would be so jealous to hear that she, of all people, had been eaten before her. Maybe that was what she got for being such a perfectionist. Looking for that special monster… Couldn't let… fortune… find her…
It was getting hard to think now she realized. Wouldn't be long till she really was just a font of meat for this woman. When the silence finally did overcome her, all she could consider was just how cozy it all felt… Like being wrapped up m a blanket in front of a fireplace on a cold winter day…
Akako had taken plenty of time to savor the process every minute up to now. She wished she could experience those blissful moments multiple times with each prey, but now there was work to do. There would be minimally one more round of basting, and a healthy side dish of seasoned vegetables to prepare before she could finally dig in. It wasn't right to eat a pretty preygirl like this without a proper, handmade display after all. There was another hour and a half of patience she'd have to endure before she could enjoy the fruits of her labor.
—
When the time finally came, Akako carefully centered the girl's human-sized platter atop several hot pads on her table, then carefully poured her veggies and rice around her, half and half. Not only would this ensure that the sides soaked in Natalie's delicious juices, but it really completed the aesthetic. That of a pretty little piggy all set to be gobbled up~
This time, the oni had decided to save her favorite cuts until the very end. She floundered each time on whether to start with the toes when they were fresh, or to end the meal on the highest note. For now, she would softly let the blades of the carving fork sink into Natalie's soft buttock, and slowly saw a sizeable steak off.
It. Was. Heavenly. The beer sauce had turned out better than she'd hoped. A perfect blend of savory and sweet, with just a hint of a playfully piquant kick to it at the end. Add to it that Natalie had been brewing in her own drunkenness, and it was a very present flavor, without taking away from the girl's natural deliciousness.
Within fifteen minutes, Natalie's backside had all but entirely disappeared, and Akako next began work on both of the human's breasts. In her mother's homeland, human udders had always been a delicacy. While some more western relatives of the oni, such as orcs, avoided them… often calling them too fatty, or keeping them intact for display purposes, Akako's family always made sure to save room for the creamy things. The sauce had soaked perfectly into the delicate flesh in fact, and Akako took an extra several minutes to savor the nipples in particular. There was something delightful about ingesting these little pieces. These bits that society deemed too crude to show in public, exceptions made in the case of meatgirls of course. They weren't human after all.
That wasn't quite how Akako saw it however. These delectable things were people to her, which only made the weight of consuming them hit all the harder. It was a delicate balance between domination and appreciation that she had found, and she reckoned she enjoyed her meals far more than most predators because of it.
The girl's filet followed next, dainty and potent with savory femme juices. Akako was careful to carve the prize cut out as thinly as she could. It was the type of steak one didn't corrupt with meat from others of they could help it. A meal's most… sacred area. The oni's nibbles were delicate and appreciative, not wanting to do it a disservice by scarfing it down…
Still, none of these courses held a candle to the pièce de résistance she had held out so patently for. Biting her lip excitedly, Akako gripped one foot between her thumb and forefinger with one hand, and gently began sawing above the girl's ankle with the knife in the other. The action alone was practically orgasmic in its own right to the monster woman, and she hadn't even begun to chow down on it yet. Once it had been entirely severed, she slowly lifted it with both hands to hold it like a fresh fruit in a way. She then brought it to her lips and finally, begin gnawing at each individual toe.
Natalie had been dutiful in letting her digits marinate in whatever of the sauce hadn't quite evaporated yet, and it showed. Here, the robust, complex flavor stood out more than any other bite~ Perhaps the oni was coloring her perception of it with her preferences, but it didn't matter really. The fact was that she was enjoying herself too an extreme that she hadn't in some time.
The sole followed, where the majority of the meat could be grazed at her leisure. It just so happened that her leisure at was a rapid, overeager pace. She allowed herself to dig into each with all the gusto of a starved wolf, moaning and groaning in delight into she'd utterly exhausted herself…
—
Natalie's leftovers only lasted for some days after that eventful night. Akako had used the meat from her ribs to grind into taco meat the following day, and saved what was left of the wings and drumsticks for snacks later. Without any word from her for a week, the girl's office would fire her without much of a second thought, and it would be a full month before her family found out.
Courtney, her sister, took it the hardest. Why couldn't that have been her?!
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A lonely business stooge meets an enchanting oni cougar. One thing leads to another and... well...
Is it really worse than where her life was going though? This was a commission for TCC and is a followup to Free Delivery and Hot for Teacher.
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Posted by Nom1 1 year ago Report
A couple of Nicoles instead of Natalies slipped in there towards the beginning lol, if I recall correctly Nicole was oven roasted by Akako in another story. Nice story though, well done!
Posted by Badviper 1 year ago Report
Oh. Thanks for catching that. I need to edit it. xp
Posted by Nom1 1 year ago Report
Welcome, thanks for writing good stuff! Looking forward to more.
Posted by TMVore 1 year ago Report
Free delivery is ond of my favourite stories ever, I obviously loved this one aswell xD
Posted by Any_ILL 1 year ago Report
I kind of love how Akako keeps stumbling into accidental non consensual stuff xD
Posted by ZekeAndZoe 11 months ago Report
That was wonderful. Much like the oni, I love a pair of soft, ticklish feet. It was a pleasure to read!