“I see her in the training area at times. Typically she leave her son with the priestesses while performing her responsibilities as a guard. Part of her deal with my mom was some fairly extensive training from her. So yes she’s doing really well. She’s a bit frustrated with women trying to purchase the right to court her son or have their daughter court him once he’s of age. She’s looking for someone who has a son of her own to exchange but that’s not going very well. Last year she had a serious offer but her son and the woman’s aura didn’t match at all so it fell apart.” As she had been speaking Ariel had placed Vincent on the table he and her father had occupied the previous day and retrieved the bowl that had been used before. 

They arrange marriages that’s nothing unusual. It happens in my world to. At least they have their auras to see if the couple will get along. “Wouldn’t that mean she’s a lot older than her husband?”

“Yes. That’s how it normally happens.”

At first Vincent opened his mouth to comment but then he watched as Ariel removed her bra and held up the comparatively tiny dish. He’d seen her bath the previous day and been against that nipple a few times but it still caused him to freeze up whenever he saw Ariel’s breasts in their full glory. Well these women do age very gracefully and it makes sense given how the men are likely snatched up right away. I bet she’s just glad to have a boy to negotiate with. “So it’s that hard to get a husband even with a son of your own to trade?”

“It is whenever you’re being as selective as she’s being. Most women set more criteria than what’s to be exchanged and a matching aura whenever negotiating a wife for their son and a husband for themselves but she has very high standards. She either wants her son to be married to a guard or a priestess so she can be certain he’s taken care of. I don’t remember how far back it went but she also wants their ancestors to be natives to our fine city and in good standing. She’ll find someone for him eventually but it may be another five years or so. Those are pretty strict standards.”

“Why a guard or priestess?”

Go ahead Vincent keep looking at my nipple. Maybe later I’ll do more than breastfeed you. Maybe we can play some while you’re against it. I’ve just been letting you rest atop of it up until now. Well so long as no one else is around. Ariel’s lips parted in an open smile as instead of putting her bra back on she walked over to Vincent and stood so that her breasts were directly above him as she placed the dish down on the table. “She really wants to insure that her son stays in the city and so she can keep an eye on him to an extent. She’s a guard herself after all. She’s just been upset by women trying to convince her to take currency instead or at least lighten the restrictions.”

Looking to the milk bath Vincent felt himself blush. When he looked up it grew more intense as he found himself looking at the underside of Ariel’s breasts as she looked down between her breasts at him. The entire table was made to shake beneath his feet as something even larger than the dish settled upon it producing a slow moving thundar.  He wasn’t certain what to think whenever he looked to the far side and noticed Ariel had left her bra lying on the table even as she turned and walked towards the center of the room.

Enjoy the view Vincent. Okay I need to stop smiling so much before I begin. Reaching up Ariel took a moment to work her facial muscles and put an extra sway in her step to show off her rear to Vincent. It was so rare that he got to enjoy the view after all. As she made her way to the center of the room she turned so that he was facing her side and she was looking at the wall. While it would be more fun to watch him she’d been around him enough to know he looked more when he thought she wasn’t.  Spreading her legs and placing her hands on her hips Ariel flexed every muscle in her body as she began to roll her neck. As she loosened the muscle up she began to slowly chant.

It had taken him several moments to remember the milk after noticing Ariel’s bra. As Vincent climbed into it the task was complicated by his head constantly turning to look at Ariel. He was rather surprised whenever she began to chant and for a moment came to a stop. Had true tongue worn off, was she singing to motivate herself or was she casting a spell? I don’t want to disturb her if this is part of her exercise. Serenity! “Serenity what is Ariel doing? I mean what are those words?”

Serenity waited until Vincent had began to climb into the milk before she began to remove herself from his body. She made no effort to leave the milk both so she could still protect Vincent and because it contained some of Ariel’s aura within it. “That is a spell that helps train the body. It strengthens the muscles but does so in a disproportional way. For example it strengthens the extensors of the arm more than the flexors so the two muscle groups can be used against one another for training.”

“Why is she chanting it?”

“It’s a modified battle song.”

For a moment Vincent said nothing but looked to Ariel waiting for Serenity to continue. By the time he realized she wasn’t going to Ariel had already shifted her stance and had began to move. Currently she was moving in a roughly circular motion with her hands held close to her body clearly for defense. Yet she struck out often enough to make it clear this wasn’t just for defense. That is just amazing. I can feel it in my ribs whenever her feet hit the ground or she takes a step then there is the boom. It’s different from the sonic boom produced whenever she speeds up or throws a punch. It’s like thunder on rapid fire. “What is a battle song?”

“A spell that makes use of the energy constantly produced by a living being. As it makes use of the energy produced by the being rather than stored within the body it must constantly be maintained but it also builds in power. Often a priestess will travel with the soldiers during major conflicts and provide battle songs. Though this tends to make them very high priority targets especially during the beginning of the battle before the spell has time to build power.”

After a moment Vincent nodded his head and looked back to Ariel. Is that how those legs look whenever she’s walking around? I doubt she has them tensed like that but just look at that muscle tone. Even if I was as big as her I bet she could go constrictor on me. Snoo Snoo. Vincent couldn’t help but chuckle as he thought the words. I hope she didn’t hear that. It doesn’t seem like she did by the way she’s focusing. “Hey Serenity was that spell made to sound like a song?”

“Such spells naturally have a musical aspect to them however most practitioners further enhance this aspect to aid in casting the spell. It is extremely important to be able to cast the spell automatically while you’re in combat.”

“They sing while fighting?”

“It is sometimes required. As I mentioned such people are often targets during combat. The priestess can’t stop singing just because an opponent managed to reach her. Ariel’s practice of similar songs while training is actually practice for this.”

Rather than pester Serenity with more questions Vincent looked back towards Ariel. He couldn’t help the surprise showing on his face as he noticed how Ariel’s muscles seemed to be becoming better defined by the moment. If this was due to the song or not he didn’t ask. Amazing! You can see all eight of her abdominal muscles! She’s beginning to sweat I wonder how long she can keep this up. Slowly Vincent let himself sink further into Ariel’s milk though he kept himself high enough that he could see over the edge of the dish and watch her. The entire time the thunder that her foot steps and even movements produces continued to run throughout the area.

Normally Ariel would have simply cast a spell on herself to strengthen the right muscles for her exercises. What Serenity had said wasn’t a lie. She did practice such songs while training as well but it was far from all the time. Maintaining the song and pushing her body wasn’t an easy task. It actually had prevented her from looking at vincent several times. Focus! Flashed through her mind as her foot nicked the other and threatened to tangle themselves together. Okay you can either look and think about Vincent or you can impress him. What do you want to do girl? There is no way I’m going to let him think I’m weak.

What was that! Vincent felt his entire being tremble as Ariel’s song seemed to suddenly grow in power. He could have sworn he heard her heart beat and then the thunder hit him. Did she speed up? I guess that was just the warm up before and what about taking off her bra? I thought she was going to put on a titty show of some type but she seems to be taking this seriously. Vincent actually felt rather pleased as he imagined Ariel was indeed taking her exercise seriously despite her limited clothing. As he remembered what she said about her clothing before an odd thought brought a chuckle to his lips. I guess these women don’t need the support of a sports bra. I doubt one would survive anyway. 

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“Are you alright?” Vincent couldn’t help but grin as he looked at Ariel. Currently she was down on her knees with her head tilted back her arms limp at her sides and breathing deeply. Compared to how she had looked moments before it was rather amusing. Her foot steps no longer thundered and her fist no longer threatened to shatter mountains. Yet even whenever she set there breathing he could feel her power. It seemed like the currents of air responded to every breath she took while literal pools of sweat rolled off her body. Whenever she responded she didn’t speak but rather nodded her head.

Wow! I can’t believe I kept going for that long and built the spell up that much. I need to take a bath or at least clean myself off a bit before I let Vincent near me. A quick cleansing spell should handle the sweat when I get my breath back but I should take a soak to help my muscles recover. At least Vincent seems to have enjoyed the show. Despite her exhaustion Ariel was made to smile as she looked towards Vincent and remembered her time with her mother the other night. So that’s how you do it mom. I never realized how much having an audience you wanted to impress helped. Just give me some time and I’ll catch up to you. A slight giggle escaped Ariel after only a moment.

While Ariel remained setting Vincent was made to grin upon hearing her laughter. “Okay what is so funny? You can tell me whenever you can breath again but what’s going on.”

“I.” Going silent for a moment Ariel took in another deep breath of air. “I was just thinking some silly thoughts like how I was going to catch up to my mother if I could keep this pace up.”

“Catch her? I bet you pass her up!” As Vincent spoke he had all the certainty in the world in his voice but he wasn’t surprised whenever Ariel was made to laugh. “Well your father said you’re further along than she was at that age.”

“I know but she still has a two hundred year head start on me.”

“Your mom is two hundred years old!” Vincent couldn’t help the alarm in his voice and wondered if he might have been tricked whenever he heard Ariel laugh again.

“Yes! Receiving new traits helps keep the wife young while carrying them helps restore the husband. Mom had a long time to develop her abilities but that also means she’s also had a long time to develop her teaching methods. I’ve even heard her say that give her a dedicated student and she’ll have them on par with herself in twenty years.”

“So does that mean you’re nearly your mother’s equal?”

It was impossible for Ariel to keep from giggling. While she knew Vincent didn’t understand everything about her world they were somethings that should still be clear. “I haven’t been training since I was born.”

“And why not!” The words surprised Vincent himself but he made certain to put all the indignation into them he could. The look of shock on Ariel’s face nearly made Vincent fall over laughing. She had the same reaction several moments later.

“You got me! For a moment there I thought you meant people from your world were born as adults. That would be quite a painful birth especially with your tiny women.”

Vincent allowed himself a little more laughter before speaking up. “No. We’re born as children but how does that work with your men anyway? That must be the easiest birth there is. How would you even know you’re pregnant with a son?”

“The son’s aura. If there is one place where we can feel another’s aura even more readily than within our vagina it’s within our womb.  As for when they’re born. Well the gestation period for a son tends to be around two years. Girls are born not even being able to crawl while sons are born already knowing how to use their wings. It can be a real problem if you have a little runner.”

“Two years! But your sons are so much smaller than you!”

A delighted giggle escaped Ariel as she gave her head a nod. “Yes they are! But you know us women we just hate to let our men go.”

What does this mean for their development? Well I spoke to Lex so I know he can talk and he seems perfectly fit but two years in the womb. How are they learning to speak during this time? Wait. Do they know how to speak? “So the men are born with the ability to fly. What about the ability to talk?”

“Huh.” Stretching her arms above her head Ariel took in a deep breath and began to gather some energies in her hands to help cleans her body. “Your men and women are born the same aren’t they? I guess this must sound really strange to you. You’re not born with all your motor control are you?”

“No. Does that mean you are?”

“I sure wasn’t!” For a moment Ariel quieted herself as she giggled at the thought. “But boys are. Our men are born knowing how to walk, fly and work their hands. This really helps in getting milk from their mother. As for knowing how to talk. No. It tends to require a few months before boys learn to talk. Really if you consider developing their motor skills you could say men learn much faster than women. However, in our defense we have a lot more to learn to control.” 

“You also have a much larger brain. That’s actually something that’s been bothering me. Shouldn’t every woman be so intelligent that you make the men look like idiots?”

“One moment.” As she spoke Ariel began to chant and move her hands over her body. While it wasn’t as good as taking a bath a little magic could be used to break down and remove some of the residue left by her sweat. This would insure that Vincent wasn’t complaining about her body odor while she was carrying him around. It was hard for her to keep from grinning as her hands came to her breasts and rather than moving over them like the rest of her body she grasped her breasts and pushed up on them squeezing her nipples for a moment. That’s it Vincent enjoy the show. Think about how you could have been between these yesterday. Maybe you’ll be more willing to today. “Okay! It isn’t just our bodies that are bigger you know. We also take in a lot more information than you do and that requires a lot of processing. Just look at the size of my eyes.”

That doesn’t sound right. “Wouldn’t that be handled by your brain being much larger than mine?” Vincent couldn’t help but be amused whenever Ariel gave a long sigh. 

“Okay I’ll say it! Our brains aren’t as advanced as our bodies. It’s not exactly something we like to talk about. For a very long time people chose traits to better the body or facilitate improvements to the body without thinking of things like memory. Even now such improvements are rarely chosen because in the difference in performance. Changes to the physical body you can often see and at the very least feel. They have immediate long lasting benefits in most cases. Increasing intelligence doesn’t have as visible benefits and it’s so hard to determine how much of an increase they will actually be. So many considerations have to be taken for environmental influences. It’s even worse than copying traits like muscle responsivity.”

“You can do that?”

“Oh yes! Both Brigit and I are not only naturally stronger than most women but our muscles are far more responsive we can build them even more easily than others. Which is really quite an accomplishment normally stronger muscles are harder to build up. That isn’t something you know just by examining the person especially when you take diet, dedication, time to train and one’s environment into consideration. There may actually be someone in this city who biologically could develop her body even more easily than me or Brigit but she doesn’t put the effort forward. How do you find her? Now back to changes to the mind. How do you know this woman is so intelligent because of genetics and not because her parents were very attentive to her education? So yes. Our brains are lagging behind our bodies in terms of our cognitive abilities.” Ariel couldn’t help but feel a bit awkward whenever after a few moments she heard Vincent beginning to laugh.

“Wow! I didn’t mean to offend. I must have really hit a nerve that time. Ariel please believe me I didn’t mean to offend you or women in general. It’s just.” Vincent went silent as Ariel gave a long sigh and stood back up. At least she didn’t look angry or hurt as she began to walk towards him.

“No. You have no reason to apologize. It’s just a fact of the situation and something all women should be embarrassed about. We talk about matching the divine mother but we have nowhere near her wisdom and we’re doing a very poor job of pursuing it. We all know it or those of us who care to think do.”

Should I really ask her if there is anyone whose intelligence she’d like to take? That or perhaps someone that is naturally good at memorizing bits of information. “Then what about you? Do you have any women in mind who you’d like to take some mental traits from?” Vincent found some amusement whenever he heard Ariel give a nervous laugh. I’ll take that as a no.

“It’s not like I haven’t considered it but well like I said before. It’s so hard to determine the quality of a mental increase and that makes choosing it very hard whenever you have a clear physical improvement. Maybe after I better my body a bit.” Rather than picking up her bra Ariel lowered her hand so that it was resting next to Vincent’s bath. Part of her wanted to scoot it back a bit so he could better see her face while part of her wanted to pull it forward so that he was looking at the underside of her breasts even more.

Looking towards Ariel’s hand Vincent turned to Serenity. “Would you mind covering me? Where are we going?” Is she going to put her bra on? Perhaps she’s leaving it off for as long as possible. 

“We’re going to practice our tap and finger count system to make certain we don’t forget what each number means for a little while. Then well. That’s up to you. This is the final day before True Tongue wears off after all and you’re suppose to relax as I’ll be honest. Things are going to be stressful for everyone while you’re learning our language. We could go into the city for a while or we could do something relaxing here. Perhaps you’d like to join me in the bath this time or do some exploring.”

“Explore what?”

“Me of course! Silly.” Ariel couldn’t help but giggle at the surprise on Vincent’s face. She didn’t know if he would ever get used to her teasing and in truth part of her hoped he wouldn’t. She rather enjoyed being able to get a strong reaction out of him.

By now Vincent had climbed into Ariel’s hand and she’d lifted him from the table. She hadn’t lifted him to eye level and indeed he had to look over the slope of her breasts to see her face. He suspected that was intentionally based on the position of her hand rather than her just holding him in a comfortable position. “That’s a lot to explore. I don’t suppose you have television?”

Did he just say enchanted images or was that True Tongue? “You’re talking about fake images that appear real and have sound to tell a story or convey information right?”

Wow! They might actually have it. At least some kind of magic television. “Well yes. That’s not exactly it but sort of.” 

“I don’t believe we’re talking about the right thing. Okay I believe I know how to put this. Some of our books have been enchanted so that as you’re reading you can better experience what’s happening in the story. They’re extremely user friendly but you at least have to know how to read out language.”

So they have to know how to read to watch their equivalent of television? That would help our educational system so much! Still. It sucks for me. “That is a bit of a problem yes. What I had in mind doesn’t require you to know how to read.”

“So like an animated painting with sound?”

“Yes!” While Vincent knew his response was a little over eager  he was surprised whenever he heard Ariel beginning to giggle moments later. “Okay what did I say this time.”

“I apologize. I just thought of how some children will put on shows for themselves and others using their toy golems. They’re even some professionally made miniature golems that theaters use to practice new shows or come up with them. They are some paintings that can move. It’s a pretty popular form of art actually but it’s not like a book. You’re far more limited in the story you can tell though they’re some people who are working on folding more magic into the painting.”

“Why are they so limited?”

“Well The paint can only retain so much magic. With a book every page can have a spell placed upon it and they’re fairly isolated from one another. The magic in a painting blends together. It can get very ugly if done wrong but you have given me an idea. Okay there is no way that we’re going to be able to spend all our time teaching you to speak our language. How about we we find some board games to play today?”

“You have board games? I hope we’re talking about the same thing.”

A slight giggle escaped Ariel as she turned and began to walk back towards the study. I’ll just leave my bra there and see if he bothers to mention it. I bet he doesn’t even know if he should mention it or not. “I’ll show you a few of them. Often when a husband is out with his wife and has little to do they’ll bring such games to play with her fluid natures. Well that and after being with three of his wives for most of the day most men just want to do something that doesn’t involve moving much and reading isn’t always on the list.”

“That makes a lot of sense actually. So husbands don’t just eat, sleep and have sex until their alpha wife reaches her peak?”

“Of course not!” A slight hum escaped Ariel as she looked towards Vincent. “Most of the time. They’re some men that have some very impressive sex drives and well. You hear stories about a man that can tend to all five of his lesser wives and alpha wife on a daily basis but I find those stories very hard to believe. If they’re true he must be remarkably fit and these women must have an orgasm nearly the moment he starts playing with their clitoris.” 

“I bet I could do it.” Vincent felt himself grinning so much his face hurt whenever Ariel gave a sharp chuckle. Without hesitating a moment he stood up and puffed out his chest. “You doubt me after seeing how remarkably fit I am?” Vincent knew that Ariel’s aura protected him from acceleration. He’d experienced it several times so he knew he must really be moving as Ariel brought him higher and he was nearly knocked to his back. Before he could think of what was happening he found himself pressed against Ariel’s lips once again though this time it was far more brief.

It hadn’t been her intention to but Vincent’s joking tone and demeanor had been too much. Before she’d even considered her actions Ariel found herself pressing Vincent too her lips. As she pulled him away she knew he didn’t mind from the way he was smiling at her. “You’re just so cute! Careful with talk like that mister or I may see if we can get you there.”

“Lady I’m already there.” Well no way I can back down now.

This time Ariel just rolled her eyes. “Big talk from the man that won’t even let me keep him in my cleavage. You have to ride atop my head. I bet these big boobies of mine terrify you.” Let’s see if he’ll go for it.” With Vincent near the tip of her finger he was able to look down into her cleavage and indeed he did. This added even more to Ariel’s amusement as she waited to see what he would do.

I wonder if she could even keep me there without her bra. Would she be upset if I asked if they’re perky enough? Maybe if I word it right. “Are most women able to do that without their bra?”

“Not all of us.” Brigit couldn’t even with her bra and I should probably never say that out loud. If she was to hear those words repeated she just may want to spar me. “I sure can though.”

“Is that something you practiced already?”

“Naturally. Now how about it Vincent? You spent all of yesterday setting in your hatchling’s nest. It was actually a little troublesome because I couldn’t see you, kiss you or anything. You were just setting atop my head while Brigit and Melody were able to look you over whenever they wanted. I would really prefer if you let me keep you there while walking around.”

Stop that! Vincent could feel his penis responding already and the organ seemed to be trying to take over his brai. Unfortunately it didn’t seem to be responding to his thoughts. “But aren’t you going to show me some of the board games?”

“Indeed and this is a great way to do it! You’ll need to get used to playing while riding upon my body after all. Come on Vincent. It might be a bit much in your world but even if we’re not courting there is nothing wrong with me keeping you in my cleavage. It’s warm, comfortable and let’s us see one another while freeing up my hands. I admit the view can be a bit limited if you want to see what’s happening on the ground but the view is still very nice.”

“Would a healer keep a patient in her cleavage?”

“Absolutely! It would even be good for your recovery.”

That makes sense. She already mentioned that their milk contains some of their aura. I wouldn’t be surprised if the aura around their breasts is even stronger than the rest of their body. It’d probably have to be to keep their breasts from crushing someone or smothering them. I also have Serenity to keep me safe but I don’t know if I can do that. “Ariel. It’s not that I don’t want to try but I don’t know if I can just stay in your cleavage without getting a bit stimulated. I’m pretty sure that I can’t to be honest. The men from your world might be use to such things but I’m sure not.”

“That’s fine Vincent! You’re going to need to learn eventually after all.” I wonder how many times I can get him off while he’s between my tits. Most men know how to relax and enjoy a warm cushioned and scented ride but he hasn’t had any experience with such things. I might even be able to exhaust him. Blast! I don’t have my bra on. Okay just keep him close to your chest so that he can’t see your nipples getting hard. “Plus it’ll be really strange for me to walk around with you in a nest all the time. It was okay with the others as they know your situation but well I wouldn’t to limit the attention you get.”

“Setting atop your head like that was strange?”

“A grown man in a hatchling’s nest? Yes that was strange. It’s fine once in a while but if you were to be seen always riding atop my head.” Ariel didn’t try to stop herself from blushing a bit as the thought did indeed embarrass her and Vincent seemed to respond well to her body language. Given the tiny women he was used to working with her body language was likely clear as sunshine “It would actually be really embarrassing. Most people would take that as you saying you don’t like my breasts or don’t want to look me in the eyes whenever we’re talking. An angry child is one thing but you’re a grown man.”

It surprised Vincent but he felt himself blushing as well. “Wait! Does that mean people would think I’m being naughty and you’re punishing me?”

“Not exactly. It could mean that you’re tired and want to rest in a secure environment but not constantly. Besides! I really want to be able to look at you while I’m speaking with you. Talking to you while you were on my head the entire time made me feel a little crazy.”

It would be a bit like someone walking around with a head set. “So people would begin to suspect that either I’m angry with you and don’t want to look you in the face. Which would probably make them wonder why you’re my caregiver or they’d think you’re punishing me. I guess it won’t help that I won’t be able to speak your language for a while. Someone might assume that I was kidnapped and you’re holding me against my will.”

“Yes and it gets worse whenever they realize you don’t have wings of your own. Vincent I really don’t want to risk a crowd or some guards that aren’t in the know dragging me to the temple. Even being led there would be troublesome enough and it’d get you a lot of attention as well.”

That’s a very good point. I can’t even ask her to let me sleep on it. You’re not helping things either. For a moment Vincent glanced down towards his crotch though his attention quickly turned to Ariel’s cleavage. She sure didn’t seem to mind the kiss though. “So you’re telling me that the men of this world can just snuggle into a woman’s cleavage and relax?”

“Some take longer to relax than others but yes. This is especially true if he’s spent the day with two or three of his lesser wives and just wants to relax with his alpha for a while. It doesn’t have to be sexual after all like whenever I feed you.” Well for a native it doesn’t have to be sexual. I could feel your penis the entire time I was feeding you. This is going to be so much fun!

“Fine but you have to remember I’m not a native. I may not be able to restrain myself.” Should I have said that?  The thought went through Vincent’s head the moment he heard Ariel give off a delighted squeal. From the expression on her face it was clear this wasn’t her intentions but it was too late now. I still have no idea how she’s going to keep me between those without a bra on especially if she starts moving around a lot. Perhaps Serenity is going to help her out or maybe it’s an aura thing. They are really perky and I’m moving closer now.

Perhaps I should have told him that if he’s too worked up Audacity can join him. Well she doesn’t need me to mention such things to do it and that might worry him even more. As she lowered Vincent towards her cleavage Ariel pressed her thumb down upon him so she could better control his position and began to gently roll him around. Instead of lowering him into her cleavage feet first to get a more secure grip she lowered him so that he would be reclining between her breasts. The tips of her fingers vanished into her cleavage and she parted them so that Vincent slid down her fingers rather than falling into the gap that had been created. As he was lowered she brought her fingers closer together to control the rate of his fall and reduce the size of the space. Her aura would protect Vincent but she didn’t want to send too much of her breast flesh crashing in around him yet. It wouldn’t harm him but it may alarm him and she was going for as positive of an experience as she could.

Some light made it between Ariel’s fingers but Vincent couldn’t truly look around with her right index finger and thumb on either side of him. He had seen where he was going before and tried to settle himself but had found himself pushing his crotch into Ariel’s finger with far more force than he would have liked. This didn’t last long however as he felt her grip loosen on his body and he felt himself sliding down her finger. If it was her fine muscle control or aura that protected him from the friction of his fall he didn’t know but it was remarkable. He could feel the soft skin of Ariel’s fingers rubbing against his body as he slid down between them never quite completely free of her grip but it was clear she was losing him. Whenever he looked down he was greeted by a massive cavern of flesh though he couldn’t tell how far in he was going.

Whenever Ariel would pick him up Vincent would feel a rush of excitement, warmth, comfort and now even desire. This feeling grew more intense as he was lowered into her cleavage such that it was hard to contain his excitement. What is this? I want to be down there so badly! I’m actually squirming to increase my rate of fall but it’s like I want to have sex with her and cuddle at the same time. I could go either way. It feels like I could just lay there as long as she wanted, go down on her or make love to her and I don’t even know which one I want more. Any of them would be fine! Is this her aura? Does she feel the same?  It can’t just be her aura. She said she wanted me inside of her earlier. Amazing! Perhaps she even desires me more than I do her.

There was a moment of disconnect for Vincent as he left Ariel’s fingers and fell into her cleavage. His hands and feet were reflexively pushed into her breasts flesh as a sharp gasp escaped him the moment he came in contact with them. This feels amazing! Just awesome! How did I not notice when she fed me? As he sank into the supple silken flesh Vincent stretched and squirmed against her. Each time he did he could feel Ariel’s breast shift around him ever so slightly the sensation flooding his mind as he did so. What the hell am I doing! Stop! I can’t believe I just lost control like that. I should.

Thought Vanished from Vincent’s mind as he saw Ariel’s fingers lift away and his entire world went into motion. Without the force exerted by her fingers the walls of her breasts started to close in around him. It was too fluid to be compared to an avalanche and too firm to be compared water. The waves were like nothing Vincent had ever seen before and as he was swallowed up in its warmth not just lying on her breasts Vincent couldn’t help himself. “How are you doing this?”

He’s loving it! Yes! Awesome! He probably hasn’t even realized I turned him so that he’s facing me. Oh I could just keep him there all day except well maybe not. If only I could take him a little lower. As she looked at Vincent a low moan escaped Ariel. Even his question didn’t really bring her mind back to reality though she did respond. “With my pectoral muscles of course. They are many benefits to having a well trained body after all. I don’t even need that silly bra to carry you around all nice and snug between my titties.” It would probably be easier to keep my hands off my nipples if I was wearing it though. Divine father thank you for bringing me this gift. Divine mother give me the power to keep him safe and with me.