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What Do You Want to Eat Today?

By: TJChaos
folder Final Fantasy Games › Final Fantasy II - V
Rating: Adult ++
Chapters: 1
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Disclaimer: I do not own the Final Fantasy series, but if I did this is exactly what it’d be like. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, is coincidental. This is a work of fiction. I do not, and couldn’t possibly, make any p

What Do You Want to Eat Today?

This isn’t just Rydia. This is Rydia with lashings of cum smeared across her face.

It oozes over her naked skin, leaving trails of sticky icing on her warm flesh, gliding over it like virgin snow. It saturates her face like a layer of sweet icing, hanging in uneven clumps as decoration to her pure, white skin.

She kneels in front of you, immersed to the thighs in a bath filled to the brim with rich, melted milk chocolate. Her naked body is slick and glistening with fresh cum, squeezed from the cocks of excited men as she masturbates for pleasure.

Her hair is saturated with thick, frothy cream that soaks into the roots and mats it to her scalp. It flows down the back of her neck like a slowly gliding river, sticking her long, luxurious hair to her slender back and bare, naked shoulders. It slicks quietly down her forehead to hang, perilously, above her eyebrows, ready to sink into her eyes.

She looks up at you with half-lidded eyes, swimming to the brim with gratified tears, and moans softly. Contented and filled to bursting, her mouth hangs open, cupping a smooth cocktail of cum between her warm, moist lips.

She spits some up, and it flows down to a pool of regurgitated semen, softly bubbling at the bottom of her chin. It hangs there, dripping strings of cum onto her naked chest, which run down the valley between her breasts, easing its way like melted butter on toast.

Her succulent breasts stand there in front of you, naked to the touch, the flesh quivering indulgently with each breath she takes. Her chest expands, causing the globs of cum that hang from her nipples to swing precariously before settling again on those plentiful mounds, marinating innocently in their complimentary sauce.

Clouds of steam rise from her pale, white flesh, melding the aromas of her sticky topping with her body’s own, musky smell. You hear the faint trickle of dripping cum onto melted chocolate, and the gulping gasps of the her quivering body, caught in the throes of excitement and revulsion.

A thumb comes into view and smears the cum across her face, spreading it evenly like margarine. She blinks, flinching at the gentle touch, but then moves to meet it, allowing it to caress her tender cheek.

The thumb scoops the excess cum into her mouth and her tongue rises to accept it, licking it clean with long, slow caresses, savouring the taste. She takes the buttery goo into her mouth but does not swallow, holding it in place and letting its pungent flavour soak into her taste buds. Then, filled to the brim with its smooth texture, she dribbles it out the corner of her mouth, letting it slide gently down to her chin.

While she gazes at you with tired, longing eyes you look down her bare shoulders to her arms, streaked with the spray of hot, sticky sauce. She moans, unable to speak, and raises her hand for your inspection. Inside her cupped hand lies the viscous, yoghurty mixture she prepared using the finest ingredients she could lay her hands on.

She waits for your approval, and you give it. With a smooth, sensual movement, she brings her hand down to her uncovered, dripping pussy and scoops it inside, gorging herself further on the thick, creamy cum.

This isn’t just Rydia. This is Rydia after bukkake, divested of her pride and vanity and debasing herself willingly for your gratification. Her degradation complete, she sits in a puddle of shame and drips her dignity away in warm lumps of disgrace, tainted by the perversion in your mind. She does not speak, only moans gently, wearing her shame like a glove, and pants with insatiable hunger. She waits, shivering with anticipation, for the next time you come.

So, what do you want to eat today?