by Amber Burns
“Catch your breath, the night was still young. We’re not done yet,” Zeyx whispered.
Aya grinned. Her lover stroked and kissed her bare skin, allowing Aya to rest before the next attack on her sex. As her mind drifted she remembered how it all started. Even though it was only two weeks ago, it seemed like the man she initially met and worked for was completely different than the one between her legs.
Aya’s Arrival
The farm felt almost abandoned at the first glance. Standing outside the fence Aya fought the sudden fear and desire to run back to the safety of her home. But she knew there was no turning back. She didn’t want to be left alone at home for the whole summer. Her brother had decided to go on a trip with his girlfriend and leave his little sister home alone. That had been the last straw and Aya decided she needed to have a life of her own. She hated depending on her brother to take care of her while also ignoring her and leaving her behind whenever he found a new girl to seduce.
The summer job at a farm sounded just perfect. She was a country girl after all, so there was nothing that could surprise or intimidate her on the farm. Yet, here she stood right in front of it and did not dare to walk in. Somehow something inside of her screamed for her to turn and run without looking back. The pushed the feeling away, assuring herself it was just a fear of the unknown. The farm looked well looked after and even pretty upscale, but the whole atmosphere just didn’t feel right.
“Are you lost, sweet thing?” A husky male voice startled her. She turned to find a man on horseback standing only a few steps away from her. She wondered how she didn’t hear them approaching.
The man was probably in his mid-twenties with tanned skin and strong built. He would have had looked like a typical rancher cowboy if not for the long auburn dreadlocks. The cowboy’s odd hairstyle stuck her; she’d never consider it practical for this type of a job. His emerald green eyes pierced through her and for a moment she forgot her fear, her worries, her urge to run back home. She looked at the man and all she wanted was for him to see her, notice her, and want her.
“Hi, uhm, I’m Aya. And no, I’m not lost,” she said, struggling to maintain her composure under his deep emerald gaze. “I was just uh… I came to… uhm…”
“If you’re lost I’ll show you how to get back on the main road. It’s not too far,” the man said dismissively.
Growing annoyed with herself, Aya took a moment to gather her thoughts into a coherent sentence. “I’m not lost. I’m looking for a job. There was an announcement in the town with this address. It said you were looking for farmgirls for the summer.”
The man on horseback narrowed his eyes at the young woman leaning on his fence. “What can you do?”
Really noticing her for the first time, the man’s eyes checked Aya from her toes to top of her head. If he liked her he did his best not to show it. She felt exposed and naked under his heavy eyes. Even though she was fully clothed she fought the sudden desire to cover herself with her arms.
“Anything needed. I’m a tough country girl and I need the money.”
The man smiled. Apparently he didn’t share Aya’s opinion about herself. “Anything?” he chortled to himself. “I wouldn’t be that sure if I were you, sweet thing.”
He had with a certain level of amusement and innuendo in his voice, which made Aya blush.
“Hop up on the horse behind me. Let’s see where we can put you to work,” the cowboy said, scooting up in his saddle.
“Thanks, Mr. …” Aya paused, realizing he had not yet told her his name.
“Zeyx. I’m in charge for this farm.”
Aya smiled to Zeyx and climbed up onto the saddle. She squeezed in close to her new employer and placed her hands on his strong hips. Her heart skipped a beat as her chest rested against his warm body. She wasn’t sure which excited her more, the touch of the cowboy or the opportunity to make it out on her own.
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For two weeks Aya had done everything that was required of her. Yet, Zeyx never stopped teasing or picking at her. Pulling her leg and making stupid jokes seemed to be his favorite pastime. She was never asked to do any heavy physical labor. Aya began to get annoyed with Zeyx’s seemingly simple tasks. All of the other farm laborers, both male and female, worked hard from early morning to late at night. Zeyx seemed to keep this work from Aya, but she wasn’t sure why. She had a nagging feeling that Zeyx didn’t trust her with any serious job and instead kept her close him himself so he could have someone to make fun of when he was bored. It was not the dream summer job she imagined it to be, but the magic charms of the man’s looks were not lost on her. Every time he looked at her Aya imagined her clothes melting away, her body exposed to Zeyx, ready for him to take however he saw fit. Though his piercing stare still scared her a bit, she wanted to be seen by him, she wanted him to pay attention to her, to view her as a woman. Zeyx however showed no such attention. He kept her at short reins and never seemed to see her as more than a source of amusement.
On the night of her two week anniversary there was a gathering for the farm workers. Aya knew it wasn’t for her, but she liked to pretend that it was. Everyone had gathered around the bonfire for drinks, music and general relief from the hard work they all put into the farm. For the first time in all of those two weeks Aya somehow felt at home. She had hoped that in a more relaxed atmosphere she could get closer to her boss, learn more about him, maybe talk to him about more than just work and the jokes he told her. However Zeyx seemed to be staying away from her. He kept himself occupied by talking to the other girls and horsing around with the other cowboys. Aya found that beer turned out to be a helpful tool to fight jealousy and kill one’s hopeless desire of seducing her boss.
Luckily, some of the other men turned out to be less indifferent. Some of them even invited her to dance or offered to roast marshmallows with her. It was the first time that Aya noticed that most of the men working on the farm had dreadlocks. Some wore long heavy ones, like Zeyx. Others had only one or two strands braided on top of their skulls. If felt strange, she had never seen or heard of cowboys donning dreadlocks, but it seemed to work here. She put the thought out of her mind as she danced and talked the night away with the other farm hands.
As the evening drew closer to midnight, Aya noticed that some of the men and women started retiring from the party. They mostly in couples or in groups of three; usually a woman accompanied by two men.
“Am I the only one totally unaware of all the fun going on?” Aya wondered to herself.
“May I offer you another beer?” A voice from behind startled Aya.
She turned to find a cowboy named Rory with a beer in his outstretched hand. Aya knew she had had enough, but beer seemed to sooth her aching heart. She accepted and Rory handed Aya a bottle as he sat next to her. Aya thanked Rory and stared off to the side, trying to ignore Zeyx who was still sitting near the bonfire. She could see him talking to some of the men all of them with serious looks upon their faces. During the whole evening he had not said a word to her.
Rory turned out to be quite straightforward in his intentions and after the second beer he asked Aya if she wanted to find a more isolated place. He said he was famished and his eyes lingered at Aya’s breasts. She tried to hide her growing arousal, but the flimsy tank top did little to conceal her erect nipples. Knowing Zeyx wasn’t one to return her affections; Aya decided Rory could help quench the fires of jealousy burning inside. The handsome cowboy took Aya’s hand and pulled her up on her feet. They crossed the dorm area and headed to the southern part of the farm, where she had never been before. Zeyx had told her never to go near the buildings in the southern area and Aya just assumed they were abandoned and dangerous. Rory’s hand slid down Aya’s back and cupped her ass. He continued leering at her breasts as they talked.
“You look yummy. How come we never tried you before?” he asked.
Aya furrowed her brow at the question. “What do you mean?”
He opened his mouth to sa
y more, but suddenly fell to the ground. It took a moment for Aya to realize that someone had attacked Rory from behind. She turned to see Zeyx standing there with his arms crossed at his broad chest looking at her with his fierce green eyes.
“To my office. Now!” he demanded.
Aya looked at Rory lying at the ground moaning. She hesitated, but the stern look in Zeyx’s eyes warned her that it was not a request and not up for negotiation. It was a command, one that had to be fulfilled. Aya slinked off behind Zeyx, leaving the injured Rory rolling in pain.
Transformation
An hour after leaving Rory to tend to his own injuries, Aya found herself standing bewildered in the middle of Zeyx’s office. In her hand was two months salary and a recommendation letter. Tears burned in her eyes.
“I swear nothing has happened…” she pleaded, feeling inordinately guilty.
“I know,” he replied calmly.
Since entering Zeyx’s office he had been avoiding looking at Aya’s. Her treacherous body secretly missed the burning sensation those emerald eyes left on her skin.
Zeyx sighed deeply. “And that’s exactly why you have to leave.”
“I don’t understand you Zeyx.” Aya yelled, her blood boiling.
With nothing left to lose, Aya decided to let loose her feelings. “You know what? I’ve tried to go out of my way for you to see me, to like me. But all I got from you was unfair treatment and teasing. Now, some other man gets interested in me and you kick me out? Even when nothing has happened? Is there any semblance of reason here?”
Aya screaming retort was enough to make Zeyx raise his eyes from the floor and look at her. What she saw startled her; his eyes were warm and caring. The coldness was replaced with the shining warmth of melting emerald. When he spoke, his voice was husky and low.
“I wanted to protect you from all of us, myself included.”
“You don’t have to protect me,” she raged, approaching her former employer. “I’m an adult, but you don’t treat me that way. You could at least respect me.”
Emotion clouding her judgment, Aya threw her arms out, intent on pushing and provoking Zeyx. He easily evaded her half hearted attack, causing Aya to fall into his chest. Surprisingly, Zeyx did not push her away. Aya dissolved into Zeyx’s arms in a puddle of tears and passion. He held her firmly and didn’t let go when she tried to pull away. Leaning against his chest, Aya could feel the warmth of his hard body. Her tears ran down wetting his shirt while his hands caressed her back soothing her.
“You have no idea what you’re getting yourself into,” he eventually whispered.
Aya looked up and met Zeyx’s eyes. Through tear stained vision she locked his gaze. “Consider me warned.”
Without hesitating any further, Aya stole a kiss from Zeyx’s lips. He froze and held his breath as her inexperienced mouth caressed and nibbled on his lips. When Aya didn’t stop or pull away, Zeyx tightened his arm around her waist, while his other hand laced its fingers through her hair. Zeyx sighed deeply before reciprocating, conquering her mouth with his invading tongue and lips. Aya moaned as his warmth filled her mouth.
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Zeyx sighed as he kissed every inch of Aya’s body. This woman was going to be the death of him. He had lasted so long keeping his control over his primal needs, but the desire for this woman was too much for him. He had already almost lost his control as he licked and slurped at her willing pussy. But how long he was going to pretend that everything was normal?
“Are you ready for more?” Zeyx asked, looking up from between Aya’s legs.
“What you already did was amazing,” she whispered.
“I’m glad you liked it sweet baby. But I need some more of you. I’m starving.”
She was already wet and ready after the meticulous care her clit and pussy had received from his mouth. So when Zeyx pushed three of his long fingers inside of her, she accepted them without pain or resistance. Her excited sex quivered and squeezed around the cowboy’s broad fingers. As his fingers explored Aya’s tunnel, Zeyx’s eyes fell on her breasts and hard nipples. After the sensation caused by the touch of his dread locks, they seemed even bigger and harder. His mouth watered. He was a slave to his physical desire. Zeyx pondered how long he could resist before he took those nipples into his mouth and…
“No!” he told himself. “It’s not time, and she’s not yet ready.”
Aya looked at him with surprise in her eyes as he realized his fingers had been frozen inside her pussy and his eyes were devouring her breasts. He shook the thoughts from his head and resumed his thrusts into her. Aya sat up and cupped Zeyx’s face with her palm and with the other she touched her clit lightly. She moaned to her own touch before running her hand along her sex collecting her wetness. Reaching out she placed her juices onto the head of Zeyx’s cock and spread them along his shaft. She could tell Zeyx’s manhood was aching for attention, the veins swelled to the verge of exploding.
“Hand away,” he commanded.
He needed to secure her hands off of his shaft; otherwise, he would be unable to control himself. For the first time since entering his employment, Aya did not obey her boss’ command. She bit at his lower lip while her hand continued to squeeze and stroke his cock. Aya bucked her hips, fucking Zeyx’s fingers while mirroring the motion on his prick with her hand.
Zeyx groaned. “You need to stop, now!”
She still did not listen. Instead, her other hand also slid down and cupped his balls. Her mouth never let him go; she kissed and captured his lips and tongue. His body was under her sensuous touch and that was too much for his resolve. Zeyx groaned loudly, as he felt his true body taking him over. His cock split into three long tentacle-like appendages and his dreadlocks took on a life of their own. They were similar in shape and dexterity to the three cocks now present between Zeyx’s legs. The dreadlocks wrapped around Aya’s arms and waist holding her body tightly in her place. Two longer tentacle dreads from his head slid down and wrapped around her thighs spreading them apart and opening her wide for him.
Aya’s eyes were wide with astonishment, yet he saw no fear in them.
“I.. I can’t control it. I must take you, I need to have you.” He groaned menacingly.
Aya realized she had put herself into this. He had done everything to protect her, but certain temptations were too hard to resist. She had released whatever beast was inside of Zeyx, and now that beast had her restrained and longed to fuck her.
“I’m all yours,” she said willingly. Her body was spread in front of him; her arms and legs bandaged with his long tentacles. Her breasts were encircled by two more. They squeezed her flesh tightly in concentric circles before also pinching her sensitive nipples. A soft vibration hummed through the tentacles, echoing through her breast and into her chest. Aya could feel a deep feeling of fullness inside of her, something was changing, but she was too into the moment at hand to care.
Zeyx smiled at his handiwork. “She will lactate soon,” he thought with pleasure. “But now she is mine for the taking.”
He pulled his fingers from Aya’s quivering lips and quickly replaced them with a tentacled cock. Aya moaned as he filled her and began pumping himself in and out. Aya’s body was a confusing mass of signals as Zeyx’s many appendages touched, held, caressed, bound and penetrated her. Already lost inside of herself, Aya only offered a gasped breath as acknowledgement as the second cock attached to her clit. It’s slender tip wrapped around her bud before the head of the cock attached like a tiny mouth sucking on her clit.
Aya’s whole body tensed and she screamed into an orgasm. But Zeyx had not yet had his fill. Having released his true self, he was not going to give her rest until his triple cocks were satisfied. The third and final dick slithered behind Aya. It caressed and slapped against her ass cheeks before making its way to its destination; Aya’s puckered hole. The tentacle teased Aya’s ass, caressing and prodding it. The bound and already fucked woman did her best to relax and accept the last nim
ble member, allowing it into her body. It slowly made its way inside, filling Aya and fucking her ass in unison with her pussy. Her third orgasm came immediately. With her hands and legs securely bandaged, Aya had only her mouth free. She bit and licked at Zeyx, trying to capture his thin lips in a kiss whenever he was close enough, and moaning in ecstasy when he was not. Aya’s body was washed in sweat and burned with multiple sensations.
“Are you ready?” He moaned into her mouth as she had captured him in a kiss between orgasms.
She nodded and bit his tongue in reciprocation for the tentacles sucking and squeezing her nipples and clit. Zeyx’s body tensed as dark green cum spilled from multiple tentacles. The warm sticky substance oozed out onto her breasts, sending a tingling sensation from her nipples to her spine. It exploded into her ass and pussy, and Aya screamed as she was filled with his warm essence. It also coated her clit, causing her thighs to quiver in an uncontrollable orgasm.