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A note is that Fleisch has been a bit of a hard character for me; describing him, in whole, has been a vague and ephemeral matter. Most get an idea of him, and I've seen plenty of references to other characters and creatures like him, but I wanted to fully flesh out what I saw when I think of him once and for all. A few details may yet be missing, but I feel this is a good starting point if I ever want to get him drawn (after what has been, at least, a decade of using him on various websites.)
Alicia is somewhat in the works, though I was inspired to make a short-stack (only the best for the imp) and to stay a bit 'true' to coloration for mice. It turns out a particular variety of 'blue' mice in 'rex' fur exist and seem perfect for it. I noticed, after a quick glance, that a site I looked at described either the color and combination of fur types in the example as 'blue satin rex,' though where the 'satin' fits in I don't know, other than being fairly accurate. ","writing":"The black shape that was now hunched between her legs and gripping her thighs was busily working a dexterous tongue across the rodent’s folds, Alicia’s body undulating as she tried to fight the surges of pleasure and crying out from them. That dark fur was only broken up by a single streak of white which ran from the top of its head down its back in a ridge, the ‘mane’ tapering off to nothing two-thirds of the way down his back, seeming to form a rough ‘V’ shape if one were to look from behind. The tail that sprouted from her new ‘employer’ was at least five feet in length, easily double his height, and was lashed firmly about her large, matronly bosom and working it from the chest down towards the nipples again and again.\n\n“O-ohhh, oh G-God, Fleisch…!” She moaned out as her orgasm was on approach, her body on the brink, when it all fell still and that tongue removed itself from her dripping, throbbing mound and two red, glinting eyes now appeared to gaze up her form. As she whimpered and gripped the sheets she tried to coax him back in with one leg about the back of his head, but he was surprisingly hard to budge despite his diminutive size.\n\nThe almost cat-like features of his face, rounded and less prominent than most felines so as to give a more ‘non-descript’ idea of his lineage, seemed to scowl up at her before a large, gleeful smile split across his lips. She quaked at the size, seeing the glinting white, sharp pearls of teeth that reminded her of something she had seen in one of her children’s video games when they were younger.\n\n“Gods, Alicia. The first thing you must do is accept the fact that your monotheistic views are all terribly, horribly, and hilariously wrong. You think that anything that might spit me out would also be responsible, my dear, for something like you?” As he sent this half-veiled compliment he ran his hands over her figure; they were one of the only fleshed parts of his anatomy, similar to a human’s save for the fact that they were, of course, obsidian in color like his cock and had the same white color as his main running along the back of his hands and down his forearms in a thicker tuft than the rest of his body’s fur, the likes of which was already quite prominent.\n\nThese digits grazed over her thighs and up her stomach, whereupon the soft digits became tipped with claws that seemed to slide from under the flesh of those digits to teasingly scrape along her soft, lightly chubby stomach. Her fur stood on end and her body quaked, his touch feeling like electric as she was so on the verge of release, and her face grew hot.\n\n“P-please stop playing with it, with me.” Her plea was in relation to her motherly plump, her stomach, thighs, hips, and ass all having it. Upon making this request his claws retracted and his fingers dove in, kneading, rubbing, massaging the meat along her front and then her hips and outer-thighs before his tongue slid out, the thing looking to be eight inches in length and of a red almost as deep as his eyes, and the flexible tip ran barely along the cleft of her bubble rump and then up her slit, flicking over her clit as it stood out from beneath its hood.\n\n“I can’t help myself; would you like me to slim you up and remove all of this glorious evidence of your matronly ways and age? I promise you once I take it away you’ll just want it all back.” His last words were in a sing-songy tone, as though saying ‘you’ll be sorry,’ though he punctuated that statement with another drag of his tongue that kept her tottering on the edge. \n\nShe made an examination of herself, the mouse seeing herself slowly in a light she hadn’t before. It was as though, through his eyes, she could see herself in a mirror without judgment or the pressing concerns of her more and more droll sex life with her now divorced husband. \n\nShe was short, about five feet and some change, and as a result of her early and somewhat excessive rearing of five children her hips had flared out wide and her buttocks had become round and profound, a broad pair of cheeks which also had a droop to them, though through both work and working out she had kept it shapely. Her thighs were much the same, the thick trunks near the top tapering off to far more slender calves and ankles. Her stomach had, of course, suffered from the rearing process and had failed to ever tighten back up to its former, slender and flat state. Of course, thanks to that same workout regimen, she hadn’t suffered that wrinkled, loose flap and only instead gotten the sort of plump one’s fingers could dig into without being able to truly pull or flap about.\n\nTo top all of this figure off with was that bust of her’s; the E-cup chest of her’s had swollen up from the former DDs she had when she first started with this imp, and though she had suspected him of foul play she soon had begun to wonder if her body was simply reacting to their foul PLAY more than anything else. She had begun to lactate again, though seemed to only do so when coaxed by his nimble tongue and tugging lips, and though she wasn’t pregnant by some miracle with all the spunk he pumped into her daily she figured it was no mere coincidence there, either.\n\nThis figure, paired with her luxurious, blue satin rex fur made her essentially what the imp called a ‘short-stack.’ She’d heard the term before but never dreamed it would be used towards her; it felt like something one would call a far younger, far more taught kind of girl. Yet he used it as a compliment, lewd as he might be.\n\nSpeaking of the imp and his rather lewd nature she had fallen into a haze which, now, exuded a deep confidence in her form. She wrapped both of her legs around his body, one footpaw pushing him up by his rump, the other pulling him for the moment towards her so that he was pressed to her front with his plump, aching rod grinding against her oozing slit. She leaned in to kiss him and, despite not having tried before, found him agreeable to it. Though his face was small he could open his mouth quite wide, the kiss a bit sloppy given the difference in size but his tongue skillfully grazing along her mouth and then into it before coiling along her own, letting her suckle upon it while she urged him closer.\n\nWhen the kiss broke she cooed, “Fuck me, Fleisch.” She felt him tremble in the most exquisite delight at her request before she felt the crown of that fat, battering-ram of a knob splitting her open. By what she imagined was some magic of his doing she had not quite gotten accustomed to his size; she did not suspect him to be increasing his girth and length but, instead, of keeping her tight and fresh. Each time he pushed into her, as he did now, she felt her entire body wanting to repel the invader momentarily before he gave that stalwart thrust and sank in a good portion of his length into her.\n\nAs he did this now she fought the need to cry out and, instead, let out a deep, throaty groan of pleasure while stroking her hand through his hair and planting one kiss after another across his brow. She whispered, huskily, “That’s it, that’s my big, sexy imp.” She cursed herself for being terrible at dirty talk, her husband always seeming to be turned off by it, but this creature now started to work his hips as a result of it and began to thrust vigorously into her.\n\nThe small, slender hips of the imp and his somewhat soft, round belly struck into her thighs and own stomach again and again in a series of claps and clops, the fur and flesh there dampened by sexual fluids from both parties as his painfully erect tool oozed vigorous amounts of precum and her own mound was alight with flame and flood. As he pushed into her deeper she felt her cervix being struck against, a deep shudder running through her as she kept her moans to a deep, sultry tone rather than her usual fitful screams of pleasure.\n\n“Yes, yes that’s it. Oh GODS Fleisch, whatever being made you is worthy of worship! Please, don’t stop! Fill me, Fleisch!” Despite being so wordless his body spoke for him, his hips picking up the pace, his hands gripping behind her knees to lift her legs so he could hammer down and into her harder, his tongue unravelling and bathing her breasts with its dripping, warming saliva and his tail wrapping about her waist and squeezing about it.\n\nSoon enough he had to stop enjoying the bounty of her bosom as his pace had gotten fast enough to make her heavy breasts bounce and jostle about, her hands gripping his fur as she relentlessly drilled against her cervix, his mouth still agape and the two exchanging one lusty, sloppy meetings of tongues and lips after another. She panted and moaned for him as he grunted and growled in delight, a sound which she hadn’t heard so much as his chortling and giggling as he normally bloated her full of his seed. \n\nIt seemed like, for the first time, she was giving him as much pleasure as she had been receiving this past two weeks. Her nails drug up his back, her feet pressed to his rump to help him thrust, and she reached down to bite one of his pointed, but floppy, midnight blue ears and tug at it and the silver rings pierced in it. He growled ever more deeply and, with a few more powerful thrusts of his hips, rammed his crown beyond her cervix and then locked his cock in place within her.\n\nDespite the lack of motion from his body she could still feel it in her, active and lively, pulsing and throbbing from base to tip. Her orgasm struck her and started to massage his cock, clenching and loosening, squeezing it all over as she shoved her hips against him, almost bucking him off of her were it not for that meaty anchor within her. \n\n“Cum. CUM. CUM!” She seemed to demand it, repeating it again and again, until she felt it. Every time her mind had gone blank and, only now, could she truly savor the feeling of his thick, demonic seed filling her womb. To say the volume was gratuitous was an understatement; her stomach, already distended from his plunging rod, now rounded out further as he started to fill her. She felt her insides stretching to accommodate the ounces, the cups, the quarts and liters of seed that flooded into her from the imp’s body.\n\nOne foot slid down and hefted on the heavy pair of grapefruit-sized nuts that were gripped taut in his sack, kneading on them, causing a renewal of that spray for a few moments longer. A second orgasm ripped through her as he came, the strong buck of his rod within her paired with that feeling of fullness satisfying a deep, animal need in her. As he doused her flames with his meaty hose he pulled out to leave a trail and trace of what he’d done, causing a third, minor orgasm as he pulled out and splashed his thick, virile seed’s last cups across her body, painting her front and causing her to release him and instead run her hands along her form.\n\nShe smeared his seed into her fur, moaning, shuddering, and quaking in absolute ecstasy as the smell of him was spread across her form. Never before had she experienced such a copious load, not even from the imp himself, and as he finished off his cock actually drooped and lay satisfied on the now stained sheets of the bed. She oozed from her abused pussy, reaching down and trying to clamp it shut with fingers and working her pelvic muscles to try and keep it in. She instead spilled out more for a few moments, but eventually she could feel that odd sensation of slow, steady relax in her walls as his seed was seemingly disappearing into her somewhere.\n\nAs she looked down upon him she mustered herself to sit up, viewing the panting critter, and pull him into her arms to nuzzle and hold. He wrapped his tail about her, gripping her with his hands, his cock wanting to rise but either not able to or not being allowed to.\n\n“Thank you, Alicia…I think you just earned the day off.”\n\n","writing_bbcode_parsed":"The black shape that was now hunched between her legs and gripping her thighs was busily working a dexterous tongue across the rodent’s folds, Alicia’s body undulating as she tried to fight the surges of pleasure and crying out from them. That dark fur was only broken up by a single streak of white which ran from the top of its head down its back in a ridge, the ‘mane’ tapering off to nothing two-thirds of the way down his back, seeming to form a rough ‘V’ shape if one were to look from behind. The tail that sprouted from her new ‘employer’ was at least five feet in length, easily double his height, and was lashed firmly about her large, matronly bosom and working it from the chest down towards the nipples again and again.
“O-ohhh, oh G-God, Fleisch…!” She moaned out as her orgasm was on approach, her body on the brink, when it all fell still and that tongue removed itself from her dripping, throbbing mound and two red, glinting eyes now appeared to gaze up her form. As she whimpered and gripped the sheets she tried to coax him back in with one leg about the back of his head, but he was surprisingly hard to budge despite his diminutive size.
The almost cat-like features of his face, rounded and less prominent than most felines so as to give a more ‘non-descript’ idea of his lineage, seemed to scowl up at her before a large, gleeful smile split across his lips. She quaked at the size, seeing the glinting white, sharp pearls of teeth that reminded her of something she had seen in one of her children’s video games when they were younger.
“Gods, Alicia. The first thing you must do is accept the fact that your monotheistic views are all terribly, horribly, and hilariously wrong. You think that anything that might spit me out would also be responsible, my dear, for something like you?” As he sent this half-veiled compliment he ran his hands over her figure; they were one of the only fleshed parts of his anatomy, similar to a human’s save for the fact that they were, of course, obsidian in color like his cock and had the same white color as his main running along the back of his hands and down his forearms in a thicker tuft than the rest of his body’s fur, the likes of which was already quite prominent.
These digits grazed over her thighs and up her stomach, whereupon the soft digits became tipped with claws that seemed to slide from under the flesh of those digits to teasingly scrape along her soft, lightly chubby stomach. Her fur stood on end and her body quaked, his touch feeling like electric as she was so on the verge of release, and her face grew hot.
“P-please stop playing with it, with me.” Her plea was in relation to her motherly plump, her stomach, thighs, hips, and ass all having it. Upon making this request his claws retracted and his fingers dove in, kneading, rubbing, massaging the meat along her front and then her hips and outer-thighs before his tongue slid out, the thing looking to be eight inches in length and of a red almost as deep as his eyes, and the flexible tip ran barely along the cleft of her bubble rump and then up her slit, flicking over her clit as it stood out from beneath its hood.
“I can’t help myself; would you like me to slim you up and remove all of this glorious evidence of your matronly ways and age? I promise you once I take it away you’ll just want it all back.” His last words were in a sing-songy tone, as though saying ‘you’ll be sorry,’ though he punctuated that statement with another drag of his tongue that kept her tottering on the edge.
She made an examination of herself, the mouse seeing herself slowly in a light she hadn’t before. It was as though, through his eyes, she could see herself in a mirror without judgment or the pressing concerns of her more and more droll sex life with her now divorced husband.
She was short, about five feet and some change, and as a result of her early and somewhat excessive rearing of five children her hips had flared out wide and her buttocks had become round and profound, a broad pair of cheeks which also had a droop to them, though through both work and working out she had kept it shapely. Her thighs were much the same, the thick trunks near the top tapering off to far more slender calves and ankles. Her stomach had, of course, suffered from the rearing process and had failed to ever tighten back up to its former, slender and flat state. Of course, thanks to that same workout regimen, she hadn’t suffered that wrinkled, loose flap and only instead gotten the sort of plump one’s fingers could dig into without being able to truly pull or flap about.
To top all of this figure off with was that bust of her’s; the E-cup chest of her’s had swollen up from the former DDs she had when she first started with this imp, and though she had suspected him of foul play she soon had begun to wonder if her body was simply reacting to their foul PLAY more than anything else. She had begun to lactate again, though seemed to only do so when coaxed by his nimble tongue and tugging lips, and though she wasn’t pregnant by some miracle with all the spunk he pumped into her daily she figured it was no mere coincidence there, either.
This figure, paired with her luxurious, blue satin rex fur made her essentially what the imp called a ‘short-stack.’ She’d heard the term before but never dreamed it would be used towards her; it felt like something one would call a far younger, far more taught kind of girl. Yet he used it as a compliment, lewd as he might be.
Speaking of the imp and his rather lewd nature she had fallen into a haze which, now, exuded a deep confidence in her form. She wrapped both of her legs around his body, one footpaw pushing him up by his rump, the other pulling him for the moment towards her so that he was pressed to her front with his plump, aching rod grinding against her oozing slit. She leaned in to kiss him and, despite not having tried before, found him agreeable to it. Though his face was small he could open his mouth quite wide, the kiss a bit sloppy given the difference in size but his tongue skillfully grazing along her mouth and then into it before coiling along her own, letting her suckle upon it while she urged him closer.
When the kiss broke she cooed, “Fuck me, Fleisch.” She felt him tremble in the most exquisite delight at her request before she felt the crown of that fat, battering-ram of a knob splitting her open. By what she imagined was some magic of his doing she had not quite gotten accustomed to his size; she did not suspect him to be increasing his girth and length but, instead, of keeping her tight and fresh. Each time he pushed into her, as he did now, she felt her entire body wanting to repel the invader momentarily before he gave that stalwart thrust and sank in a good portion of his length into her.
As he did this now she fought the need to cry out and, instead, let out a deep, throaty groan of pleasure while stroking her hand through his hair and planting one kiss after another across his brow. She whispered, huskily, “That’s it, that’s my big, sexy imp.” She cursed herself for being terrible at dirty talk, her husband always seeming to be turned off by it, but this creature now started to work his hips as a result of it and began to thrust vigorously into her.
The small, slender hips of the imp and his somewhat soft, round belly struck into her thighs and own stomach again and again in a series of claps and clops, the fur and flesh there dampened by sexual fluids from both parties as his painfully erect tool oozed vigorous amounts of precum and her own mound was alight with flame and flood. As he pushed into her deeper she felt her cervix being struck against, a deep shudder running through her as she kept her moans to a deep, sultry tone rather than her usual fitful screams of pleasure.
“Yes, yes that’s it. Oh GODS Fleisch, whatever being made you is worthy of worship! Please, don’t stop! Fill me, Fleisch!” Despite being so wordless his body spoke for him, his hips picking up the pace, his hands gripping behind her knees to lift her legs so he could hammer down and into her harder, his tongue unravelling and bathing her breasts with its dripping, warming saliva and his tail wrapping about her waist and squeezing about it.
Soon enough he had to stop enjoying the bounty of her bosom as his pace had gotten fast enough to make her heavy breasts bounce and jostle about, her hands gripping his fur as she relentlessly drilled against her cervix, his mouth still agape and the two exchanging one lusty, sloppy meetings of tongues and lips after another. She panted and moaned for him as he grunted and growled in delight, a sound which she hadn’t heard so much as his chortling and giggling as he normally bloated her full of his seed.
It seemed like, for the first time, she was giving him as much pleasure as she had been receiving this past two weeks. Her nails drug up his back, her feet pressed to his rump to help him thrust, and she reached down to bite one of his pointed, but floppy, midnight blue ears and tug at it and the silver rings pierced in it. He growled ever more deeply and, with a few more powerful thrusts of his hips, rammed his crown beyond her cervix and then locked his cock in place within her.
Despite the lack of motion from his body she could still feel it in her, active and lively, pulsing and throbbing from base to tip. Her orgasm struck her and started to massage his cock, clenching and loosening, squeezing it all over as she shoved her hips against him, almost bucking him off of her were it not for that meaty anchor within her.
“Cum. CUM. CUM!” She seemed to demand it, repeating it again and again, until she felt it. Every time her mind had gone blank and, only now, could she truly savor the feeling of his thick, demonic seed filling her womb. To say the volume was gratuitous was an understatement; her stomach, already distended from his plunging rod, now rounded out further as he started to fill her. She felt her insides stretching to accommodate the ounces, the cups, the quarts and liters of seed that flooded into her from the imp’s body.
One foot slid down and hefted on the heavy pair of grapefruit-sized nuts that were gripped taut in his sack, kneading on them, causing a renewal of that spray for a few moments longer. A second orgasm ripped through her as he came, the strong buck of his rod within her paired with that feeling of fullness satisfying a deep, animal need in her. As he doused her flames with his meaty hose he pulled out to leave a trail and trace of what he’d done, causing a third, minor orgasm as he pulled out and splashed his thick, virile seed’s last cups across her body, painting her front and causing her to release him and instead run her hands along her form.
She smeared his seed into her fur, moaning, shuddering, and quaking in absolute ecstasy as the smell of him was spread across her form. Never before had she experienced such a copious load, not even from the imp himself, and as he finished off his cock actually drooped and lay satisfied on the now stained sheets of the bed. She oozed from her abused pussy, reaching down and trying to clamp it shut with fingers and working her pelvic muscles to try and keep it in. She instead spilled out more for a few moments, but eventually she could feel that odd sensation of slow, steady relax in her walls as his seed was seemingly disappearing into her somewhere.
As she looked down upon him she mustered herself to sit up, viewing the panting critter, and pull him into her arms to nuzzle and hold. He wrapped his tail about her, gripping her with his hands, his cock wanting to rise but either not able to or not being allowed to.
“Thank you, Alicia…I think you just earned the day off.”
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