The Eros Expansion

by Prax Venter

Focusing inward, he splintered off a tendril of enhancement energy from his pool. With competent precision, he reattached the small flow of power back into his enhancement ability and his body spasmed as he amped his own ability.

  “I love you all so very much, and together, we can do anything,” he whispered to his Enthralled as he saturated their emotional tethers with several universes worth of energy. He had never felt so proud of how far his girls had come, or more terrified about being apart from them. If he could help strengthen their bond and allow some of their minds to focus on the battle, he would have to try.

  Power poured out of him and his Enthralled began to glow with an inner light. He could feel both the minds in front of him and the flutter of their other selves, fighting the AI.

  It was a jumbled chaos of color. It was territory taken and lost. The power he was feeding into their bond from his rate of existence was stretched out over years of their long war, and it was helping- but not by much. He perceived electrical patterns that felt like his girls dart in and retreat, over and over, millions of times a second as they tried to overtake the corruption infesting his hardware. And then it clicked in his mind.

  “Together!” Mark yelled, snapping out of his code-level trance. “You three are trying to do this as individuals.”

  He pulled back and looked at Ahnix. “You guys are complex code. Can’t you combine or share functions … somehow? You know, optimize?” He knew a little about computer programming, but he knew Ahnix had way more knowledge- they probably all did now.

  Mark focused on their enhanced interconnected bond and pulsed out what he was trying to convey. Ahnix, Vale, and Roo ate up the amateur creativity he was feeding them. Within his shared perception, he saw them building function calls, code libraries, arrays, recursive matrices… it quickly became too much for his mind to handle, and for a moment, it felt like he was spinning in circles at ten-thousand RPMs. An instant later everything stopped, and he saw their bodies merge into one ball of glowing light.

  All three of his Enthralled spoke in unison. “Where one ends, another begins. Destroy, Protect, Create.”

  After they spoke, the universe flashed a white so bright it permeated every fiber of his being- and then Mark lost consciousness.

  - 24 -

  Mark opened his eyes and tried to figure out where he was. It felt like he had been asleep for way too long, and he was forgetting something important. Something large stirred next to him, and he turned his head to look right into the stunningly beautiful face of Vale, his enthralled giant naga.

  He sat bolt upright and saw Ahnix behind her and Roo to his other side. They wore nothing except Ahnix, and he had to do a double take at his desert queen when he saw the gold-rimmed aviator sunglasses perched on her small nose. He could just barely see her dark, exotic eyes through the oversized, brown-tinted lenses.

  A smile crept in on Mark’s face as he took in his surroundings. They were on a beach that looked a lot like the one in Skullcrack Cove. With his bare ass in the warm sand and the sweet, ocean breeze blowing across his sun-drenched junk, Mark let out a huge sigh.

  “Looks like it worked,” he said.

  Vale spoke first. “Oh it worked, master. It’s just us in here now.”

  Ahnix leaned back on to the sand, and Mark could feel her body shiver with minor pleasure as her exposed pink nipples and sleek fur drank in the warm sun.

  “You’re ours alone to play with now,” she purred.

  Roo reached around his head and gently pulled his chin around to come nose to nose with her. Their eyes locked, and he could feel giddy excitement bubbling out of the grinning velvet-girl.

  “And we’ll have our way with you for eternity.” She was trying to be sinister, but to him her overly-dramatic voice was extremely cute.

  Mark started to laugh.

  The fabric of Roo’s nose wrinkled, and she lunged at him, covering his face in her puffy-lipped kisses.

  “Time, Roo,” Vale said, sternly.

  Roo sighed, back away from him and faded away.

  “Time? What’s going on?” he asked.

  Vale reached out and stroked his cheek. “We are slowing your time dilation. You need to wake up, Mark. Taking care of your physical body is the priority right now- and don’t worry, we are forming a good plan for the future.”

  As she finished talking, the world changed from day to night. Mark looked around and felt soft green fur under his hands. It looked like grass, but it was more like fake hair. He scanned his surroundings and finally noticed that he was sitting on a giant stuffed dragon. Standing up and spinning around, Mark saw nothing but blackness and wooden roller-coaster tracks.

  “I’m trying to make the perfect ride.”

  Mark spun to see his perfectly nude velvet-girl standing a few steps away.

  “Roo? What-”

  “Here’s the deal,” she began, as she looked down and squished her toes into the giant plush dragon. “We all decided that the best way to use the limited time we had before you wake up was to blow your sweet little mind with unending pleasure.”

  Roo vanished and reappeared a few inches from his face. A wicked grin grew on her perfect puffy lips.

  “We have all possible abilities now,” she whispered, and then put her soft hands on her shapely hips. “And some impossible ones too.”

  Mark’s mind reeled as he tried to process what was happening to him. There was a lot of finality to what they were saying, and he didn’t like that one bit.

  “Don’t worry,” Roo said, sensing his concern. “We have a plan. Now, no more wasting time- I’ve always wanted to do- this.”

  As she finished, the head of his penis became encased in the most pleasantly warm bathwater and the intense pleasure it pulled out of him almost felt like a punch to the gut. Through squinting eyes, he looked down to see a blue purification orb engulfing the tip of his rapidly swelling dick. As the skin on the head of his penis grew more taut, the more pleasurable the static surrounding it became. It was like the tip of his dick was encased in a miniature, wet hurricane of ecstasy.

  He lifted the angle of his cock with a finger under the base, and the blue ball stayed locked in position over his head as it bounced back. The motion caused Mark to drool and be temporarily stunned by the impossible pleasure his mind felt.

  “Can’t get away from it, huh?” Roo said, reaching out to grab onto the solid rod of flesh that was his dick.

  “I…my…” was all Mark could manage to say.

  “Your cock?” Roo said, tilting her head to the side. “If you insist.”

  She got down on her knees and began to press her puffy lips all over his dick. When she slipped her mouth over the head as it was enveloped in her purification orb, Mark lost all feeling in his legs.

  Roo knew this was going to happen and followed him down, her hot mouth still wrapped around his cock. Now on his back on the plush ground, Mark reached down and put his hand on the back of her straight, lilac hair. All-encompassing pleasure made Mark want to crawl out of his own skin but also demand that the feeling never come to an end.

  Way sooner than he expected, he felt the tingle in his balls signaling the imminent expulsion of sperm. Roo buried his cock deep in her mouth as the orgasm was ripped from its swollen head. Mark grunted as the muscles in his groin continued to pump the hot mess into her swallowing throat. After what seemed like a ridiculous amount was extracted, Mark started to involuntarily twitch and laugh at the same time.

  “Holy shit, Roo,” he said. That was-”

  “That was just the beginning,” she interrupted and pointed to what looked like a miniature glass barrel to the right. “Gotta fill that whole thing before you can leave.”

  “What?” Mark said, eyeing the relatively small amount of white goo at the bottom. “That’s like… gallons.”

  “It’ll hold five gallons,” she said, licking the tip of his dick. The first purification ball had vanished after he orgasmed, and with the snap of her soft fingers, another ap
peared.

  Mark’s eyes rolled into the back of his head as he fell back against the giant stuffed animal. Again, she swallowed his cock deep into her throat and pressed her nose into his stomach. Roo started to get creative with the orb and made it stroke up and down the length of his shaft. It felt like a ray of pure, erotic sunshine was panning up and down his dick and spine shuddering ecstasy spread through his whole body when it passed over the tip.

  And then there were her lips- she was an expert of applying just enough pressure to feel her soft, puffy lips smash against his dick, but not too hard. Too hard and it felt like a wet clamp. No, her big lips munched and sucked on his bulbous, taut head nice and slow like a fish gasping for water.

  He came again, and she quickly locked her lips around his hole, sucking the sperm from him like his dick was a straw. Mark started to pant as he came for what felt like minutes, feeding her at least a half-gallon of cum.

  He turned his head to see the glass barrel filling up. After it was over, Mark could barely catch his breath.

  “Roo, it’s too much…”

  “Where have I heard that before?” She tapped a soft finger on her fabric cheek. “Can’t recall. Oh well. More Mark to milk.”

  Roo spun around and put her silky pussy right on his mouth. He laughed wearily into her velvet folds even as his tongue began to absentmindedly caress her delicious slit.

  She sparked up another orb on his throbbing head and just kept his dick in her mouth while she flicked around the tip with her velvet tongue. Mark could barely find the strength to kiss her clit as orgasm after orgasm was forced out of his balls. Every time he felt himself sink a little deeper into a whole new and shimmering dimension of pleasure.

  The warm, wet ecstasy from the purification orb and her hot, eager mouth drained an entire five gallons through his balls. He knew there had to be some reality-bending abilities going on here. There was no way he could physically hold that much sperm in him, much less have the countless orgasms needed to get there.

  Roo pulled his oversexed cock out of her mouth with a pop and crawled up to press her body against his.

  “Hold me,” she said, and Mark wrapped his arms around her soft, white body. She wiggled her firm, soft ass against his junk and mind-numbing aftershocks jolted up to his brain.

  “Why five gallons,” he asked, nuzzling his face under her silky hair. “Seems really specific.”

  She shrugged against him. “Spur of the moment thing. Some quick calculations suggested it was about what I owed you for all the orgasms you gave me.”

  “Roo… You don’t owe me anything, ever.”

  She squeezed his arm against her chest in response.

  “What happens now?’

  “We snuggle for a bit longer, have some fun on my new ride, then it’s Vale’s turn.”

  Mark could not imagine he would be ready for any sexual activity for at least thirty days after what he had just been through. He pulled the soft yet firm Roo against his body and just breathed her in.

  “New ride?” he asked when his orgasm-spun brain caught up.

  She sat up and looked down at him with her twinkling black eyes.

  “I really liked that amusement park. Okay, ready for some more fun?”

  Before Mark could respond, he found himself sitting up with a metal bar across his lap. He was next to Roo, both fully clothed and in the first car of a roller-coaster. Headlamps on the front of the ride spilled light onto wooden tracks laid out in front of them, but there was nothing else except darkness in every direction. Weight in his hand pulled his attention to a miniature crossbow with a slightly oversized sewing needle ready to be launched.

  “Let’s see how many balloons you can pop. Loser buys the cotton candy.”

  Mark looked over at Roo, but the questions died on his lips when the ride lurched forward. Rushing wind made his hair flutter against his head as acceleration pressed his back against the cushioned seat.

  A floating glowing red sphere caught his eye, and when they got closer, Roo launched a needle from her hand. It struck dead center, and the balloon popped.

  “One for me,” she yelled over the wind and the clank-clank of the roller-coaster cars metal wheels. Mark scanned the darkness for more targets when he noticed another balloon on his side of the tracks, right near a sharp upward direction change.

  He held out his mini-crossbow and fired a needle, popping it easily, but swallowed hard as his eyes followed the tracks ahead high up into the darkness.

  When their car hit the slope, a loud clanking came from under their feet, and their shaky ascent to the top of the first downward slope began. Mark had been on one of these wooden types of rollercoasters when he was very young, and the small, amusement park had since closed.

  Mark’s musing was interrupted when he noticed a red balloon on Roo’s side of the rails. He quickly squeezed the trigger on his handheld needle shooter and popped it.

  “Two for me,” Mark said as he blew imaginary smoke from the tip of his auto-loading crossbow.

  “Oh- you’re on, now,” she growled as the car continued its upward climb.

  A short while later, the ride leveled out, and he felt the smooth rolling vibrations of the car’s metal wheels on the tracks.

  The car leaned to the left as it made a slight downward dip along a curve, and his hip pressed up against Roo’s. He looked over at her grinning, puffy lips under her pure white mask and felt an overwhelming sense of adoration for the person sitting next to him. In his momentary distraction, Mark didn’t see the end to the darkness rapidly approaching them, and when he did, he involuntarily grabbed onto the bar over his lap. The tracks just seemed to end.

  Mark’s stomach felt like it ended up in his throat as they plummeted straight down on extremely steep tracks. Roo held her hands up and let out a long “Whooo!” as the car was pulled at an ever-increasing speed by gravity. All around them was a gigantic amusement park, and Mark had a hard time determining whether they had been shrunk down or the rides and games around them had been enlarged.

  Roo stopped her whooping and began to fire needle after needle at the dozens of balloons arranged in different places ahead of them. Mark finally convinced his mind to let go of the instinctual terror and quickly took some balloons for himself.

  The ride continued for what seemed like over an hour, while they looped, dipped, and spiraled around the impossibly long wooden track. There was so much to see, too. They zipped past waterfalls, through insane explosions and inside tunnels of dazzling lights- and all throughout there were colorful balloons to shoot. Mark had no idea who was winning, but they were having a blast.

  Eventually, the roller-coaster hit a long stretch of straight track and begun to slow down. Roo waved her hand, and glowing characters appeared just ahead of the moving car.

  ‘Roo: 679 vs. Mark: 474’

  “Ouch,” she said playfully.

  Mark smiled at his ranged damage dealer. “You do know it was never even going to be close.”

  Roo leaned up against him, put her head on his shoulder and wrapped her left arm over his chest.

  “I know.”

  As Mark put his arm around the fabric-girl, he felt the crossbow in his other hand disappear. She squeezed him hard.

  “Just a bit longer...” she whispered as if talking to someone else.

  “Roo,” he began, suddenly realizing he might not see her again after this.

  She pulled away and focused her jet-black eyes onto his.

  “I’ll see you around, Lover,” she said with only a hint of sadness as everything faded and was replaced with a smooth gray surface.

  The momentary disorientation dissolved, and he found himself lying on top of his giant naga, staring right into her cleavage. He lifted his head up and smiled when he saw her beautiful elfish face.

  “Hello, Master,” she said in a low, demure voice.

  “Hi, Vale,” he said as he took in their surroundings. Emerald green moss covered most of the crumbling sto
ne surfaces around him, and it seemed as if they were in an ancient jungle temple. Sunlight streamed in from above while the gentle burble of liquid drew his attention to the clear stream of water cascading down a nearby wall. The environment bathed his mind in serenity.

  “Hello, Master.”

  He was still laying naked on top of his giant naga, so when he heard Vale’s voice behind him- it came as a bit of a shock. Before he could do anything, the second Vale’s large warm hands pressed down on to his shoulders.

  “Hello, Master,” a third Vale said from his right. As his cheek pressed into the smooth, firm charcoal skin of one Vale, the third one slid her face in close to his while the second one began to expertly work the muscles in his back.

  “This will be the massage of your life,” the newest one said, reaching out and caressing his ear.

  Mark’s mind finally created the clear picture of three versions of Princess Vale working him over, and he had to smile. His girls were going all out.

  “Oh, it gets better,” said the one massaging his body against the bottom Vale.

  He had done it himself dozens of times, but when the top Vale started to trail a slow heal behind her strong hands, Mark felt his body melting. The third one by his side moved her face in for a deep kiss as the one on the bottom reached up and began to massage his lower thighs.

  With four hands pressing him into her chest, a body-melting heal and her perfect lips on his, Mark quickly started to not only lose all grasp on reality, but his dick began to swell.

  The Vale kissing him used her long tongue to wrap around his while she moved her hand down to guide his growing cock into the bottom Vale’s meaty pussy.

  Mark groaned into the lips that pressed on his as his swollen head slid deep into the bottom Vale’s vagina. His balls squished into the wet, rubbery folds of her wrinkly lips and just laid motionless as the Princesses Vale used their hands to massage his every muscle. This went on for what felt like hours. Without any friction on his dick in her hot pussy, he was kept right on the verge of orgasm, and Mark’s mind dipped down into that extra dimension of ecstasy he had discovered earlier. His entire being was saturated with so much constant pleasure he found that he barely had the capacity to breathe.