Asher's Futa Chronicles

Now that everyone's back to some semblance of "normal," Remmi sees an opportunity with Cr'eon and takes her shot.

Enjoy!

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Chapter 18

ASHER

"Good morning."

The voice greeted me as my eyes slowly opened.

After talking with Danu earlier, I'd found myself still exhausted and had curled up on the chair beside Remmi.

Now, Remmi was staring down at me like a vision.

"Remmi!" I sat up so fast she had to dodge. I grabbed her and pulled her into a bear hug. "You're awake!"

"Uh, yeah," Remmi wheezed. "Too tight!"

I pushed her back, keeping hold of her arms and gave her a quick going-over. All her injuries were gone, vanished as if they'd never been there. Once I saw she was healed, I pulled her back into my embrace.

"I thought I'd lost you!" I said into her neck, tears threatening once again.

"I'm still here," Remmi chuckled as she wrapped her arms around me. "And it's good to see you too. What happened? Last I remember, a truck hit me back in the barn."

I spent the next several minutes explaining what had transpired since that night.

Remmi sat next to me on the lounge chair and listened intently.

As I reached the end of my tale, I glanced down at Remmi's hands and noticed it was devoid of a jewel.

Remmi saw me looking and took my hand in hers. She brought it to her lips and kissed my hand gently.

"Sorry to make you worry," Remmi said as she leaned into me, touching her head to mine. "On a brighter note, Danu says I can leave in the morning. She says I could probably leave right now, but would prefer I stick around for a bit."

"She's probably just looking for someone to talk to," I said and smiled.

"Oh, she's not alone," Remmi said. "She can talk to Margeist and Miranda anytime she wants."

"What? Is that true, Danu?" I asked to the room in general.

Danu's disembodied voice came to us from all around again.

"Is it true I can speak with the stewards of The Roadhouse and Outpost?" Danu asked. "Yes, that is true. As a matter of fact, it's how I knew you were coming and was waiting for you on the surface."

"Well," I started. "I'm glad someone told me that!"

"It's not something we generally speak about," Danu said. "It's to be used for emergencies and status updates, things of that nature. If it were to become common knowledge, it would devolve into mundane tasks such as shopping lists. That becomes tiresome, let me tell you."

"But we can get messages out, if we need to?" I asked.

"If you must," Danu said with a sigh. "What do you wish to do?"

"I just wanted to let Cr'eon know that we're OK and coming home tomorrow," I said. "I'm sure everyone's worried sick."

"No need then," Danu said. "Cr'eon is in the baths."

"She's still here?" Remmi asked. "I thought you said we'd been here for a week."

"A week?" I asked. I didn't know we'd been gone so long. Now I knew people would be worried.

"She is, and you have," Danu said. "Besides, communication can only be relayed between Guardians and/or Daemons. Neither of which is currently at The Roadhouse."

"Who made up that rule?" I asked.

"The Daemons who established this communication line," Danu said.

"Of course they did," I muttered. From the histories I'd read of this Bio Hab, Daemons thought themselves well above all other residents here. Something I later found out wasn't limited to just this Bio Hab. It seemed Daemons had a superiority complex...but they did have reason.

"Well, we can change that," Remmi said.

"Please don't," Danu said. "Don't degrade us to simple communication relays."

"No, it won't get to that point," Remmi assured Danu. "I promise. I just want to give you additional options when you need them."

"Fine," Danu huffed.

"Come on, I want to check on Cr'eon," Remmi said as she bounced off the lounge chair and tugged at my arm.

"You're definitely feeling better," I grinned as I let her pull me to my feet.

"And then some," Remmi said as she leaned in and brushed her lips against mine briefly. "Let's go."

We found Cr'eon in the room Danu called "the baths." She was reclining in a shallow pool at the far side of the room with what looked like a towel rolled up on her face.

The rest of the room was tiled stone and had showers where you could clean off before getting into the pool. It reminded me of a slightly different version of the Japanese bath Rhi had built up at the Outpost.

Cr'eon lifted her head as we entered, her rolled-up towel flopping into the water.

"Remmi," Cr'eon started. "It's good to see you up and about."

"It's good to be amongst the living," Remmi said and turned on a shower before starting to clean up.

I joined her, and before long, we were dipping our toes into the steaming pool.

"Careful," Cr'eon started. "I asked Danu to make the water quite warm, and she complied."

My feet were screaming at me as I stepped into the scalding water. It wasn't enough to actually hurt me, but man, was it close.

It took a few minutes, but eventually Remmi and I were relaxing in the pool beside Cr'eon.

"I was told you carried me all the way here," Remmi said.

"That's correct," Cr'eon said simply. She'd returned to reclining with her towel over her eyes.

"Thank you," Remmi said before leaning over and kissing Cr'eon on the cheek.

Cr'eon's head snapped up so fast it sent her towel flying this time.

Remmi froze, still inches from the surprised Daemon.

"You're welcome," Cr'eon said a moment later and moved to retrieve her towel.

"Sorry," Remmi apologized awkwardly.

"You simply surprised me, is all," Cr'eon said. "It doesn't happen often."

"Happens to me all the time," I mumbled.

"Hush," Remmi said, flicking water at me before turning back to Cr'eon as she returned to her seat. "Can I ask you something, Cr'eon?"

"Yes?" Cr'eon said, leaving her rolled-up towel off to the side for a change.

"Have you given any thought to what we asked you that time at the river?" Remmi asked.

"What?" Cr'eon asked, cocking her large head at Remmi.

"She's asking about sex, Cr'eon," I said, cluing in the Daemon. I was surprised to see Remmi putting the moves on Cr'eon so soon after getting off her deathbed. Maybe she was just looking to repay the Daemon for her help? Or maybe she just saw an opportunity in the three of us being alone and naked.

"Oh," Cr'eon said, her normally neutral façade cracking. "I considered it." That was all she said.

"And?" Remmi asked when it was apparent that Cr'eon had stopped talking.

"I didn't see the point," Cr'eon said. "Sex is for reproduction, and Daemons don't reproduce. The only reason I look like I do is that Daemons were modeled off this body type during the original creation process."

Remmi looked at me, her face asking me, "Can you believe this shit?"

"There's more than reproduction when it comes to sex, Cr'eon," Remmi said. "There are lots of reasons to have sex. There's pleasure, or the wish to connect with someone on a deeper level..."

"Stress relief," I added helpfully.

"Or to make money. Yes, I'm aware," Cr'eon said. "So?"

"Well, aren't you the least bit curious?" Remmi asked. "I can't believe you've been alive as long as you have and never considered it."

"It's never come up," Cr'eon said simply.

"Well," Remmi said, her fingers gently touching the Daemon's massive shoulder. "Would you like to? With Asher and me? Now?" Remmi added for clarification.

Cr'eon was a smart Daemon. But she could be rather...literal, sometimes. When speaking with her, it was better to be safe and spell it out.

Cr'eon appeared to be considering it...and taking her time about it.

"You're not going to get a better time to explore," Remmi said, her voice becoming slightly annoyed. It had been quite a while since anyone hadn't jumped at the chance to be with her. I could attest to that.

"Fine," Cr'eon said simply. "I don't know if it's going to work, but we might as well get it over with."

"Oh my God, Cr'eon," Remmi said in shock. "Sex isn't a box to check off as 'been there, done that' and move on."

"Sometimes it is," I interrupted helpfully.

"Not helping," Remmi growled at me.

I didn't know Remmi was interested in Cr'eon. I was pretty surprised, actually. She'd never spoken to me about it. But, then again, there usually wasn't room in our bed, and I'm not talking about Cr'eon being eight feet tall either.

"So, what should I do?" Cr'eon asked, looking over at Remmi.

Remmi's annoyed expression at me slipped off her face as a leer replaced it.

***Ω***

REMMI

*Oh my God, is this woman big!* I couldn't get the thought out of my head as I approached the "waterbed" where Cr'eon was waiting.

When I say waterbed, I mean an actual bed made from water. There was a frame, but it was filled with the temple's magic water. You could lie on the water and never get wet. Your blankets would stay dry... not that you needed them, since the water did that for you as well.

Being curled up in one of Danu's water loungers or beds was probably close to what Asher felt when I would envelope her, just without the sexy part. I'm sure Danu would help you "relax" if you asked her.

I'd moved us here from the baths because I was afraid we'd overheat if we started making out in there. While I'm sure Cr'eon could probably have handled it, I know I'd have passed out.

Asher seemed surprised by my interest in Cr'eon. I was sure I'd told her about some of the fantasy dreams I'd had since coming here. Maybe I'd just left out the ones with Cr'eon?

But I mean, come on! Just look at Cr'eon, lying there all sprawled out and sexy on the bed. And she didn't even know she was doing it! My body sure knew what she was doing. I was flushed, excited, and slick by this point. Nervous was in there somewhere, too.

And yes, I know Tara is a Daemon as well. But she's tiny like I am. Cr'eon is easily twice our size. My heart fluttered with the thought of climbing this mountain.

OK, I need to stop stalling and get to this before I lose my nerve. Or Cr'eon gets bored...or Asher takes over.

"OK!" I said, my voice filled with nervousness. I was usually the one directing, calling the shots. I'd brought us here, made this happen, and I didn't for the life of me know how to start!

"Relax," Asher whispered in my ear, her hand brushing down my bare back gently.

All three of us were already naked, one less thing, right?

"Go lie down with her," Asher whispered again. The sound of her voice and the feel of her hand caressing my back both calmed me and excited me at the same time.

To say I was conflicted was an understatement.

But I did as Asher said, finding it easier than I thought to relinquish my control to her.

Cr'eon's eyes watched me as I slid onto the bed beside her.

"Nervous?" I asked Cr'eon.

"No," Cr'eon said simply.

"In that case, I'll be nervous for both of us," I said and grinned to cover my sudden anxiety.

"If this is something you don't wish to do..." Cr'eon started.

"No!" I snapped quickly, surprising myself. Then I looked up into Cr'eon's eyes. "I've been wanting to touch you since the first night I saw you in the stream." The words spilled out of me, surprising me with how easy they came.

"Here I am," Cr'eon said. "Touch away."

I reached out and gently laid my hand on her stomach.

"Rah!" Cr'eon growled just as I touched her.

I nearly jumped out of my skin and yanked my hand back so fast, my elbow smacked into the railing.

Asher giggled from behind me, and I shot daggers at her with my eyes.

When I turned back to Cr'eon, she was grinning down at me.

"Was that a joke?" I asked. I'd never heard or seen Cr'eon act up like that.

"Of course," Cr'eon said. "You looked nervous."

"So, you jump scared me?" I asked, incredulous.

"Did it work?" Cr'eon asked.

In response, I put my hand back on her stomach. This time, I didn't hesitate.

"Seems like it," Asher said quietly from behind me.

I ran my hand across Cr'eon's taut belly. Her skin was warm and soft, offering no resistance as my fingers trailed up towards her chest. I let my fingers caress the underside of her massive breasts before tracing them with my fingertips.

"How does this feel?" I asked as my fingers explored her tits. She didn't have nipples, so I wasn't sure how this felt to her. But then again, some woman with nipples felt nothing when you played with their boobs.

"As if you're touching me with your hand," Cr'eon said.

"This is going to take a while," Asher muttered from the peanut gallery.

Instead of acknowledging her, I keep my attention on Cr'eon.

"Do you feel anything different when I touch you here?" I said, touching where her nipples would have been.

"No," Cr'eon said.

I glanced up at her face just to see if she was fucking with me. But then again, I wasn't sure if I'd be able to tell even if she was. I made up my mind right then to take everything she told me as the truth. It'd be easier that way.

"What about when I do this?" I asked as I took her breasts in my hands, or at least tried to. They were just so big, it was ridiculous. I could only imagine what one of my private Internet clients would have said as they watched me massage Cr'eon's massive tits.

Cr'eon took a moment to consider her answer.

"It is a pleasant sensation," Cr'eon said. "Similar to a massage."

"Well, that's a start," I said before Asher had a chance to comment.

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ASHER

Yeah, so I'm going to comment now. You see, things kinda went downhill from there. The more things Remmi tried, the more frustrated she got at Cr'eon's lack of a sexual response. I guess "normal" Daemons just weren't built like we were.

By the end, Remmi had touched every inch of Cr'eon's body, both inside and out. The best response she got from Cr'eon was that it was pleasant...like a massage.

Needless to say, Remmi was frustrated -- and embarrassed.

To try to make up for Remmi's disappointment, I then taught Cr'eon how to push Remmi's buttons.

Surprisingly, Cr'eon seemed to get into it. Using her big hands, tongue, and my tutelage, she drove Remmi into one screaming orgasm after another.

By the end of it, Remmi was a drooling mess.

As I looked down on the remains of my girlfriend, I contemplated taking advantage of the situation. But, showing unheard of self-control, I thought better of it. After all, Remmi had been terribly injured only yesterday. Of course, looking down at her current state, she seemed fine to me.

Cr'eon, on the other hand, didn't want to stop. Once she realized Remmi was out of it, she turned her newfound interest on me.

As I trained her on the delicate art of the blowjob, I found myself hesitating.

Cr'eon was interested in sexual acts in a more...clinical way. She was exploring reactions to stimuli, not enjoying "fucking around" as it were.

And as much as I liked watching her massive tongue slurping up my cock before her mouth devoured my cock like it was a toothpick, it wasn't doing it for me. Even when her thick tongue was exploring my insides deeper than most cocks, it...just...I dunno. It got awkward.

We stopped a short while later, well shy of me reaching the drooling puddle stage.

Looking back, I'm kinda glad I chilled out. With what was waiting for us back at The Roadhouse the next day, I'm glad I had my head on straight.