Chapter 12: 2100 October 15th, Friday

Friday! One of my favorite days. Behind only Saturday and, perhaps, Sunday.

After the little bit of classes I had were done, I’d be able to hang out pretty much all day. Once again, Nyrle and I decided to spend time together at her place, including watching another movie.

I arrived at her dorm, slipped my sandals off, and entered to see that once again her mom had sent her some boxes of gams. She had already unpacked them all this time though, and was messing with her phone, bare light-purple feet kicked up on the table when I walked in.

We exchanged hellos and a hug before she started getting popcorn and soda from the kitchen.

In the meantime, I popped open one of the plastic food containers filled with gams to help myself to a quick snack right away. I held the pinch-full up to my face and paused mid-stuffing-them-in to notice a rather large gam. A solid 1cm! I wrote before how most were around 20-30mm, so this was a neat find. I ate him and the rest in my hand all the same. I don’t ever plan to lay an egg, certainly not while I’m in college. But, if I ever did, I frankly can’t imagine doing it with a gam less than 60mm in height. Ha.

Anyways Nyrle and I were close enough for me to just eat her food like that. Plus, it wasn’t as though I didn’t bring my own contribution to our movie day. In addition to my usual attire I had a small purple handbag with me: purse sized in fact. We planned ahead of time to multi-task a bit for movie day.

So she brought over the popcorn and drinks to the couch she had, and I brought over a few gam containers, stacking them atop one another on my arms as I moved over and set them down on the far right corner of the table. The popcorn was set against the left-arm of the dorm couch (which was smaller than a normal full couch obviously). I was towards the right arm of the couch, and Nyrle, who set the drinks to the left end of the table for now, was sitting more to the couch's middle.

I set my little handbag down and opened it up, taking out my contribution: two bottles of nail polish, alongside some paper towels just in case any of it spilled.

I had dark blue for her, and dark red for me.

“Oooh good pick.”, she said.

“Thanks!”, I replied.

She made sure her feet weren’t in the way as I laid the paper towels down.

“So what movie are we watching?”, I asked.

“I figured an older monster movie this time around.”, she said.

“Really?”

“Yeah, might be interesting. Unless you wanted a tacky rom-com or something instead.”

“Alright if you say so. I’ll get our pedicure team ready.”

As she hit play on the remote, I grabbed one of the containers of gams. Popping the air-holed lid, I dumped them all out onto the spread of paper towels. I released some pheromones to better prime them to obey.

“Today you live to serve us. Well, I guess that’s everyday isn’t it.”, I said.

I laughed.

“Paint our toe nails. You’ll be pampering our feet for now.”, I continued.

With that done, I kicked my feet on the table, letting my light-brown peds loom over the gams on my side. Nyrle laughed and kicked her bare light-purple feet up on her side.

It was amusing seeing the gams stumble from the vibrations as our heels hit the table. Laughing, I bent my knees and angled my feet down, so the soles touched the top of the table, and my toes were within clambering distance of the minuscule gams at our feet.

Yeah, the gams still had to work to reach them, but at least they were in reach. I felt a couple overeager (or just slow to move) gams flatten beneath my right foot. Oh well, there were still plenty left to work. Tens upon tens of them.

I watched the gams work as a team to unscrew the lid of the polish bottles, then take it up (as the brush was built into the lid). Steadily, they approached our toes and got to work. My team started with the big pinky toe on my right foot, but Nyrle’s team had the opposite idea, starting with the same toe but on her left.

We each giggled, watching them work a moment. It was good entertainment. I was happy that gams were intelligent enough to parse complex directions like this. They probably never saw a bottle of polish in their life, but I assume they must've used similar tools to brushes or something at some point, cause they immediately knew what to do with it.

It’s a good thing they are strong too, at least for their size. Lifting the lid of the polish, even as a team like they did, was impressive.

For tiny little creatures, I suppose. As they worked, I took up another container of gams, popped it open, then devoured a live, squirming handful.

After swallowing, I said to those at my feet: “Don’t mess up, or you’ll get demoted to food service.”

Nyrle and I shared a laugh at that, and she dipped her hand into the container to help herself to a big gulp of the beings.

As the movie played, and the gams labored on, the two of us chatted. The movie was really just a backdrop most of the time for our conversations and affections--unless it was really good. And you know, I’m sure Attack of the Giant Radioactive Lizard was great for its time, but it seemed a tad dated like any decades old movie was. At least it was in color with some good CGI.

“So, no project this weekend right?”, I asked.

“That’s right.”, said Nyrle. She tossed some gam-seasoned popcorn into her mouth, then took a swig of her fizzy soda filled with swimming gams.

“So that means you are coming to that Mitch guy’s party right?”

“Of course. It’s been too long since I’ve been to a party.”

“I agree, incidents aside that is.”

“Ugh, you and the others never let me live that stuff down.”

“Yeah well, you know that you can make a bit of a mess.”, I said.

“I suppose, but I’ll try and be more careful this time.”, she said.

I laughed.

“As if.”

Nyrle’s eyes went wide.

“Oh yeah, speaking of parties, you know who really liked the last one?”, said Nyrle.

“Who?”

“Maggie!”

I remember tilting my head.

“Maggie? Really? I mean, she seemed to enjoy things but...”

“Yeah, she really liked it. She went into detail on the gam games and stuff like that. Obviously I was happy she participated in that stuff. Maggie trying gam gams and eating gams all in one day? I couldn’t imagine. But, I didn’t expect her to be eager to go to another party with us to do that sort of stuff again.”

“Wait what?”

“Yeah she said she had a blast. So, however you got her to try that stuff, good job I suppose.”

“Huh.”

“Yeah. In fact she even asked for some gams.”

“She what?!?”

I was a bit surprised before, but that really got me.

“Is she eating them now on the regular?”, I asked.

“Oh no. I mean, at least she says she isn’t I gave her a small container of them. I asked her if she ate them and she said no, and she’s not one to lie to me. I think she’s just playing with them from time to time, maybe just watching or studying them even.”

“Wow, way to go Maggie I suppose.”, I said.

The gams had started on our big toes at this point. I looked down to see how they were doing, and it was ok. An even enough job.

“You know, I don’t think I ever really asked how you two met. She seems to really look up to you. Admire you and all that.”, I said.

Nyrle was momentarily distracted by the lizard in the movie firing a laser from its mouth at a building. I had to admit that effect was kind of cool in a corny sort of way.

“Oh!”, said Nyrle. “Yeah, we met in a freshman class together. One of the advanced ones. She’s pretty smart! Pretty cute too if you ask me, and I thought the same back then. After a few classes together, I chatted her up and got to know her a bit. She actually wore glasses back then.”

“Really?”, I said.

“Yeah. This was before I introduced her to our little gang of course. By then, I had cured that for her.”

I reached for a glass of soda on the other end of the table, doing my best not to move my feet too much. I took it up and used it to wash down another handful of gams. Of course, even just moving my feet slightly I ended up crushing one of the pedicure-laborers under my toes, but serves him right for being clumsy I guess.

“You hair-plugged her for that?”, I said.

“Mhmmm.”

“Wow, cellularly modifying a human to fix some dumb flaw of them. You always were a softy I suppose.”, I said.

She scoffed.

“Please, maybe by your standards. Besides, I’m devouring as much of these gams as you are here.”, said Nyrle.

“Yeah, but they’re just gams.”

I looked to the TV as the giant lizard stuffed its mouth full of cards. I laughed.

“We’re all kind of like giant monsters to them I suppose.”, I said.

She laughed, taking up another handful of gams. Playfully ‘rawr’ing, she devoured them in a gulp.

Then, her face took on a more serious, though still soft expression.

“Listen though, Zlee, you have to do me a favor.”

“Yeah sure, what is it?”

“Well, like I said Maggie has been eager to go to another party. Obviously I told her not to come to this one, since I would be there and I didn’t intend to pass on the cleaner or anything. I told her it could be dangerous going, and she seemed to understand, but I couldn’t get her to promise not to show up.”

“Oh? So you want me to keep a look out, and try and keep her out in case she shows?”

“Yeah, if you wouldn’t mind. I feel bad but, it’s for her safety and all. She can have fun with us another time, under different circumstances. But, you know, just in case... it’s best she doesn’t go with us to Mitch’s.”

“No problem Nyrle. I’ll keep an eye out for her.”

She smiled.

“Thanks Zlee, you’re a good friend.”

She leaned over and hugged me, and I hugged her back. My cheek against hers, I peeked near her feet and noticed that her shifting feet had not only crushed half her pedicure team, but also knocked over the bottle of blue polish.

“Wow, way to go ditz-zilla~”, I said.

“What do you mean-OH”

She gasped, hurriedly, yet carefully, leaning forward to right the polish up. Some of it had spilled over a chunk of the pedicure team that dodged her feet.

“Oops. Sorry.”

“I mean, it’s a little wasted polish no biggie, but it’s your dorm. You’re lucky I thought to bring paper towels.”

I eyed her toes to see that they were done anyways. A nice coat of blue on her toe nails.

“Looks pretty though.”, I said.

“Thanks, yours too.”, she said.

I looked down at my toes, wiggling them before the team of gams that labored on them. This killed one too close: a noble sacrifice.

“Thanks! And yeah, they did a decent job, not that it was a hard task or anything.”

I looked directly at the gams by my feet now. They stared back up at me, awaiting another order perhaps, or maybe just the lovely sound of my voice.

“Hmmmmmmm.”

I kept them waiting on my judgment, teasing them. My pheromones still lingered in their mind, making my approval delightful, and the mere fear of my condemnation quite stressful.

“Good job.”, I said. “You’ve served Zlee-zilla well.”

Nyrle snickered.

“As a reward...”, I continued. “You get to enjoy the touch of my superb feet.”

I lifted my feet slightly and slid them forward over the small swarms of gams who had been tending my toes. I pressed down, feeling them squirm.

“As I flatten your puny lives of course.”

They squished rather nicely. I shifted my feet side to side, rubbing them in as Nyrle gasped.

“How evil, ‘Zlee-zilla’”

I laughed.

“What, you don’t expect the movie monster to be nice do you? I seem to remember a certain ditz-zilla ‘rawr’ing at gams before gulping them down just moments ago.”

She huffed, giggling.

“Excuse you!”j, she said.

She moved back from me a bit, lifting her right foot up, knocking some gams aside who were too close to her shifting peds. What she did next surprised me.

“’Nyrle-zilla’, gulped down those gams.”, she said.

She then stamped her right foot over the suddenly-screaming horde below her foot. Just like that, those dozens of gams were stomped out beneath her sole.

I let out a mock gasp.

“Yeah.”, she said, squinting her eyes as she slowly slid towards me. Her left hand slid into an open container of gams.

“And she’s hungry for more~”

She popped the gams in her mouth, cheeks puffed to give them room, then pounced me! I braced myself of course, pursing my lips as I guessed what she had in store.

I guessed correctly. Our lips locked, mouths opened, and our tongues danced with gams in-between. I wrestled some away from her and swallowed them down as we swapped spit.

Pulling away briefly.

“Nyrle-zilla is feeling frisky I see.”

She swallowed, exaggerating the motion by arcing her head back.

“More like ferocious. I’m sure Zlee-dorha doesn’t mind though.”

She started smooching at my neck.

“So I’m Zlee-dorha now?”, I said.

“You can be Zlee-zilla if you want.”, she replied.

I laughed, she did too. As our hands reached for each other’s shoulders, we both turned to the TV screen a moment. The Giant Radioactive Lizard was still on its rampage in the city.

“You ever wonder what things would be like if humans were as small as gams? I mean, we can make them near as small of course, but if they were always like that, you know?”, I said.

“Well, I’d have to be more careful around Maggie that’s for sure.”, she said.

I laughed.

“Nyrle-zilla’s still a softy. Your first thought is how to protect your human pal.”

She smiled.

“Well, she’s a friend like you.”

“If she was that small, do you really still think the two of you would’ve met?”, I said.

“If she was a similar enough person, and still in my class freshman here, than yeah I think so.”, said Nyrle... zilla.

“Do you think she’d be the same--or similar enough of person--if she was that small her whole life?” said I.

“Do you think you would be?”, she asked.

“Urgh I don’t wanna even think about being that small, as small as a gam. But, I guess I can’t imagine being someone different all that well.”

“Well, I think she’d be the same person, yeah. And I think you would be too in that case.”

“Urgh.”

“What.”, she said. “Don’t worry, I’d protect you.”

I scoffed.

“You’re weird. If you were that small...”, I said.

I smiled.

“I’d gobble you up!”, I said.

With my words I pushed against her now, moving so that her back was to the couch, and I was straddling her now. My lips moved to her collar for quick kisses that pecked the purple skin there, moving down to her chest which, sadly, was still covered by a top at the time.

She did a mock gasp.

“Wow, Zlee-zilla strikes back I see.”, she said. Her head rolled as I smooched a sensitive spot on her neck.

As I moved up her body, we kissed some more, my lips to her cheek and hers to the opposite one of mine. Eyes moved back to the screen.

“I think we’re thinking about this the wrong way. How do you think things would’ve been if we Zenith were as huge as that lizard on the TV.”, I said.

“Well.”, she said. “The world would be a bit more messy I imagine. Humans would probably even have a harder time at college with us around.”

We laughed.

“Gams probably see us like that already, stomping all over their settlements when they pop up in view. Monsters hundreds of feet tall, alluring ones though~”, she said.

“Yeah well I’ve never seen gams build buildings that complex.”, I said.

“Well, could always make a world like that for gams. Just set up some cardboard buildings and scatter them there. Then any Zenith or human could stomp around like a kaiju.”, she said.

“You know, I heard some people do that sort of thing.”, I said.

“Lots of wacky stuff on the internet.”, said Nyrle.

“Yeah, but we don’t need to go that far. I think our imaginations are vivid enough~”, I said.

I kissed at her neck real fast before moving my hand over what was left of the bulk of her pedicure team.

“Cower before Zee-zilla”, I said aloud.

They obeyed, crouching to their knees and raising their arms. All their strength combined couldn't move a finger, let alone my fist as it crashed down on them. After the initial impact I spread my fingers out and smeared them beneath my palm. What few stragglers survived that, I took out with finger pokes, giggling as they smushed.

Nyrle let out a mock gasp.

Wow, that was wasteful of you Zee-zilla.”

“What, I’m not gonna eat them. They were touching your feet earlier.”

She gasped again.

“My feet are perfectly clean.”, she said.

“Sure, but I’m still not going to eat off of them.

As we laughed, she rubbed her soles against my calves and the tops of my own feet. I was glad our nail-polish was the fast-drying variety, else we would’ve smeared that stuff all over our skin with that.

She placed her warm palms to my cheeks, squinting at me.

“Well, what about the rest of my body.”, she said.

She flashed a smile, I smiled back. I moved my hands under her top and started to remove it. She did the same for mine. Then we unclasped our bras. Our hands slid under each other’s clothes, treating them with care, but still working with fervor. Pretty soon we were start naked.

I grabbed her breasts, leaning in to kiss at her collarbone. She purred. My leg kicked the table, knocking some straggler gams off to the floor.

“Let’s move to the bed, you big monster.”, she said.

“Agreed.”

We slid off the couch, our bare feet falling on those gams who plopped to the floor earlier.

“The rampage is ongoing.”, I teased, as I noticed her foot fall on a good few at once: easily and obviously felt.

Nyrle’s bed was comfy enough. Well-made as always, but the blanket would jut get in the way so I tossed it off before she climbed onto it, and I onto her. I straddled her body, knees to the mattress, looking down at her. She looked up at me. Our red-eyes gazing into one another, each with the same lusty look.

She reached out her hand towards the table and the three gam containers levitated our way. One was already open from our earlier snaking. Two had lids which she yanked off and sent hurtling across the room on their journey.

“Nyrle-zilla’s special trick.”, I said.

“I guess I’m one of those space alien monsters with a big brain.”

I laughed.

“Well, Nyrle-zilla should do that kind of stuff more often. Maybe more often than when she gets a bit too much cleaner in her.”

She huffed, though gave a small giggle.

“Well, how about you use your special talent my fellow monster queen~”

With the containers settled on the bed, Nyrle looked to one and a flood of gams levitated out of the container and floated to her body. It was like a living, shifting wave of them. Growing impatient even with that, she took up the container with one hand mid transport and just sloppily dumped the rest over her naked front.

The gams fell upon her tits, falling down between her cleavage. Many fell by her tummy, and I saw one or two slip into her navel as well.

I licked my lips, opened wide, and unleashed a blast of pheromones along with some sweet new commands for the little creatures to obey.

“Our bodies are safe.”, I said. “Stay on them best you can.”

Pheromones were neat in that you could say things that were obviously not true, but people would abide it anyways. When used on humans, they’ve describe the experience as weird. They can know it’s logically false, but they think it’s true at the same time and can’t help treating it as such. It’s a sort of mental paradox or dissonance. I’ve been told it’s not that unpleasant when it happens when pheromones are involved though.

Anyways, at that point there were gams moving all over Nyrle’s body, while also doing their best to not fall off. Her fingers and toes clenched, body shifting slightly. She obviously enjoyed all the sensations.

I let her do that for a few seconds before joining the fun.

Opening wide again, pounced onto Nyrle’s body and started eating up the gams. I licked dozens off her nipples. I wrapped my lips about the ones crawling by her neck. I inhaled the few in her belly button. Each time I swallowed greedily.

My hand felt her form, crushing some gams when I felt like squeezing, but at other times I was more gentle. I raked them up with my fingers and brought them up towards her lips.

“Eat up, Nyrle-zilla~” I remember saying once or twice as I felt her lips wrap around the digits, sucking the gams off.

I rubbed my body against hers as I feasted on the gams she so graciously let walk on her beautiful purple skin. Eventually though, I leaned back up to my straddling pose.

“Zlee-zilla hungers.”, I said.

“I can get more.”, said Nyrle, reaching into another container and grabbing a fistful of the squirming gams within. She opened her palm and levitated them up to my mouth. I held up my hand to block them.

“Oh no, not that, not that kind of hunger, and not that hole...”.

With my shins to the bed, I spread my bent legs outwards. My right hand slid to my folds. Lewdly, I spread my crotch with my fingers.

Nyrle burst out laughing at such a crude joke.

“Zlee!”

“What.”, I said. “I’m a ferocious monster remember, no need for modesty.”

She smiled. “Alright, Zlee-zilla”, she said.

I realize typing all this out that this ‘zilla’ stuff seems kind of silly and dumb. However, we were pretty horny, and when you are in that mindset a lot of dumb suddenly becomes fun stuff.

Nyrle sat up and snatched the gams out of the air with her hand, and then delivered them into my awaiting snatch. Aroused as I was, I immediately started extending my vaginal prongs. As she rubbed the erogenous flesh there, they grew outwards and gradually penetrated the gams within with the sensitive protrusions. As that happened, Nyrle's finger tips, unharmed by the prongs of course, started to glide between the prongs, only increasing my ecstasy further.

I began to pant, moan. She followed suit. The gams within me were dissolving.

“More.”, I said.

She nodded, fetching another handful. I swiped it from her. Mine now, I bent to offer them to her crotch in turn, and pampered her a few moments as she just did me. My finger glided against her inner walls and perky prongs, dancing to the panting, moan-timbred song of her delight.

“Wait.”, she said, and I stopped. I slid my hand out and lapped up her fluids and whatever gams had the honor of choking on them.

“I can do even better.”

She worked that impressive telekinesis of hers to call out hundreds and hundreds of more gams. She nudged me back up to my pseudo-sitting/straddling position.

The gams swirled together like a living, screaming mini-tornado. Instead of funneling towards anything in particular though, they were simply clumping up into a pillar. A pillar that grew thicker and thicker, the gams packed so tight with telekinetic might that they were unable to move.

I of course quickly figured out what she had in mind. Once the living structure she made was thick and sturdy enough, she topped off either end of it with a more gentle curving shape, like a semi-sphere. A phallic shape, one could say... or write.

We eyed each other, giggling, and she stuck one end in her snatch. I lowered myself over the other. Packed tightly though the gams were, they could still wiggle and let me note that it felt utterly amazing. I relaxed my prongs to make the process easier, but once enough of it was in me I extended and, honestly, I’m amazed I didn’t climax right then and there. I felt my prongs just dig into the sheer density of gams and get every bit of sensation they could.

The sides of extended prongs were very sensitive, but it was rare to have that entire area stimulated at once on a single prong, let alone many. The gams were in agony no doubt as my prongs were dissolving them with every slide of the toy deeper into my body.

Nyrle felt much the same if her unabashed moaning was anything to go by. We each had the toy to share between us. My body was atop hers, and hers below mine with the telekinetically-supported shaft of gams bridging our crotches together. It was kind of amusing looking back at it now, but at the time we were waaaaay too horny to laugh at it.

It was an awkward posture too. I had to support myself a bit by pushing my body up with my palms and toes, as the toy was that long.

Still, did our best to thrust in and out of it, each movement, however subtle, feeling oh so sublime.

There was a certain genius to the toy being made out of gams. I’m not sure if Nyrle thought about it at the time, but our pussies were eating the guys as we used them. As a consequence, the toy was gradually shortening from both ends. Every thrust brought us closer together that way.

I wasn’t too into it that I couldn’t tease her between my moans, I remember saying:

“Imagine, each of us hundreds of feet tall. The monsters that were supposed to fight each other are now banging each other. Every shift of our bodies a quake. Every moan shattering glass.”

She cooed, liking that idea. I imagine we were in such a state of mutual admiration for each other and our bodies that she would’ve liked anything I said though.

I could tell she was trying to think of something related to the theme herself to say. But, she was just feeling too good. Her toes were pressing against my feet. Her Palms slapped to my hips and squeezed.

“Fuck me, Zlee-zilla~”

I laughed, and obliged, picking up my thrusting, and making sure my extended prongs stayed that way.

We kept going, and in time the toy had dwindled short from all our consumption of its make. Short enough that I could relax my arms, and let my weight fall on her naturally. Short enough that we could kiss again.

I threw my hair towards hers and she responded in kind. The strand intermingled. Not tied so much as coiled around one another, forming a connection as our kind could do.

As we humped against one another, rubbed one another, we sent jolts of ecstasy towards each other via our hair. Once in range I felt the tug as her entwined hair retracted, tugging my face her way as I did the same to her.

Our lips locked and we kissed. Tongues dancing with one another. Still thrusting, the toy was dwindling. Our fluids building and leaking out of our cunts.

I reached behind her, my eyes closed, and clumsily snatched up a handful of gams. I slammed my palm into her left tit, crushing some before stuffing the others in my mouth, breaking the kiss only briefly to do so before engaging and feasting, feeding her too, as our tongues frolicked.

Thrusting, feeling, kissing, loving. Every touch carried pulses of ecstasy, offering to one another more appreciated than the sacrifices of the gams that seemed meager in comparison. It wasn’t much longer till we climaxed together.

Our moans were roars, unabashed and blaring like kaiju. The eruption of sensations in my cunt, all over my body, I can only hope that she felt the same. No, better. She deserved as much if anyone did, if only cause she probably thought the same for me.

Even just writing about the orgasmic sensations--in ways that definitely don’t do them justice--I find myself getting a bit turned on again.

Whatever bits of the toy that were still in us at that time were clamped off. Her telekinesis lapsed during her orgasm as well, causing those remaining gams between us to just tumble out, utterly soaked by the deluges that just gushed and squirted out upon them.

As they drowned in our bliss, I reached down to her cunt and gathered up some of her nectar in my fingers. She cooed as I did so, still sensitive there as I was.

I lapped at it, then gave her another kiss.

“Wew, that was amazing.”, she said as a sticky strand snapped between our lips.

“I’ll say. You’re definitely something fierce, Nyrle-zilla.”

She giggled alongside me and we kissed some more. Our hair uncoils, but our bodies did not. We just laid there, gently rubbing and massing one another, kissing. Our hands would languidly reach at the gam containers which, thankfully, didn’t spill despite rocking that bed much as we could earlier.

We spent probably an hour just relaxing like that. Though I was tempted to take her up on the offer to spend the night in her dorm, I figured I should probably clean up and get back to my dorm. I do have some work I need to do in the morning tomorrow before the party.

So, I helped clean up the sticky mess we made, dressed myself, took a few containers of gams to go, then went back to my dorm and had a quick shower.

Of course, I don’t even need to mention that every bit of genetic info absorbed by the gams was discarded. Nyrle certainly did the same.

And now, I’m here, writing today’s entry! Needless to say today was very fun. I can’t really imagine tomorrow topping it, even with the party, but I still hope it does.

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