Elegy for a Star

Tess was coming down from yet another orgasm when Miri spilled another load of cum across her face. She licked her lips, wiped her face and sucked the cream from her fingers. She felt someone else parting her butt and squeezing once more into her ass, but she had no idea who. At this point, both Miri and Mairaela had, and while they were both plenty big, it certainly wasn’t Joyona’s monster-cock stretching her. “Mairaela, then,” Tess decided silently, after completing her sex-arithmetic. Regardless of who it was, she was just happy to please yet another one of her friends.

All of the praise from her companions was driving her wild. Good girl this, good girl that. Tess was stimulated beyond belief and her track of time had completely dissipated. The only thing that could take the smile off of her face was a cock in her mouth.

Her body was a cumsoaked mess; dripping down her legs, her chest, her cheeks. It was helpful, honestly. She was well lubricated in every crevice of her body. This was especially nice when mimic-Gwendolyn finally shucked some of that anxiety about the switch of her genitals and stood in front of Tess after Miri departed. Tess opened her mouth welcomingly, but when she brought her face toward Gwen’s length, the woman pulled back. Tess looked confused and disappointed. Was Gwen mad at her? Why wouldn’t she let Tess pleasure her?

Instead, Gwen sat down, sitting upon the floor, and encouraged Tess to lower her body until her chest came down to Gwen’s dick. “Oh,” Tess realized in her mind, “She wants me to use my tits.” Excitement grew in her mind as she parted her breasts and welcomed Gwen’s sex into her warm cleavage. She squeezed her tits together, wrapping Gwen’s cock with plump, soft flesh, already slick with cum. Tess looked up at Gwen’s face with a hopeful expression. Gwen was blushing intensely, looking lustful, like her drive to receive some of the attention her companions were getting was enough to overwhelm her initial discomfort.

Tess hardly had to do anything. From Gwen’s position she could thrust between Tess’ tits with ease, and Mairaela’s pumping against her butt rocked Tess back and forth to squeeze Gwen’s slick beast between her breasts. Even if they were all equally sensitive, they still had varying degrees of experience with Tess’ body. The first few times were always the fastest with those mimic minds finding new experiences to be more thrilling. Gwen didn’t need to be especially kinky yet, but she was lasting longer than the tender petting that got her off earlier, spurring this whole ordeal.

Tess craned her head down, parted her lips and stretched out her tongue. Gwen’s cock slid across Tess’ tongue with each thrust, barely entering her mouth each time her hips slapped against the underside of Tess’ tits.

She heard Mairaela’s telltale cries of pleasure. By now, Tess had memorized what each girl sounded like when they were about to cum. Well, Mairaela and Miri really. She could stand to learn more about Joyona, who was so difficult that Tess had only gotten her off a handful of times. Gods did she deliver, though. The Evigkin was by far the biggest supplier of hot, cloying seed out of the group.

Mairaela was about to cum, and Tess could feel the swelling of that thick cock, if anything, swelling thicker still. She could feel the power of Mairaela’s cum spurting against her inner walls, but she was already so full. Most of it just spilled out of her body and upon Mairaela’s lap. It’d been like that for a while, honestly, but none of the girls seemed to mind, Tess least of all.

Gwendolyn began to huff and whimper, letting out slow, soft, breathy cries. Tess loved that sound. Gwen’s signs of an approaching orgasm were perhaps the sweetest. She was so beautiful. So sweet.

“Please,” Tess whispered to Gwen, “Cum for me.” Her voice was hoarse and her throat hurt to talk. That was going to happen when you had one of these big cocks fucking it, let alone an Evigkin’s. It had been a long while since it bothered Tess.

Gwen was biting the side of her hand to try and stifle her moans. “Gods, she’s cute,” Tess thought to herself. She had seen her friends cum more times than she could count, but this one was perhaps Tess’ favorite. Gwendolyn’s face was perfect.

The thought was running through her mind when Tess felt a rope of cum splashing against the underside of her chin. “Aah~..” Tess whimpered breathlessly, milking out a violent and messy orgasm from Gwen’s dick. A great deal of it was squeezed out between Tess’ breasts, but the rest either stuck to her upper body, neck and chin, or landed upon Gwen’s lap.

By the end of it, Gwendolyn was looking down at her with lidded eyes. Her expression was sweet. Gentle. Appreciative. Adoring.

Her expression was loving.

At this realization, the others pulled out of her and suddenly Tess felt so empty. All of the spaces of her body had never been vacant at the same time during the last hour. Despite it all, she could only think about that look that Gwen gave her. If mimic-Miri was telling the truth, then mimic-Gwen was acting as the real Gwen would under these conditions in the real world.

Did Gwen love her?

Tess was still wiping her mouth with her arm, but there didn’t seem to be a dry enough part of her body to really get much off of her lips. At least she’d been able to clear her eyes.

She was immediately distracted as each of her allies surrounded her, petting her, praising her for her efforts. She pushed up into their hands eagerly, preening like a little kitten; like the little pet she was. She appreciated the moment of comfort. They hadn’t been as rough as they could have been. It was just how Tess liked it. Passionate, thorough, but with affection at the forefront.

“Alright, Tessy,” Miri started to say, still panting now that the tireless boon of the challenge had passed, “It’s decision time.” Miri sounded excited for this part, “We’re all hopeful that you’ll stay. If you do, you get the same gift that we have. Never getting tired, never less horny than at your neediest. That last part might sound scary, but we’ll always be here to take care of you. For all time.”

That sounded so nice. Without a shadow of doubt, Tess wanted that. If this place were built to cloud her judgment and distract her from her real-world goals, it succeeded. She wanted their love. She wanted to please her friends. Who cared if they were mimics? They were so real. Who’s to say they weren’t the real thing; that they didn’t have emotions of their own? They were perfect copies beyond what they had between their legs. They were the same people.

In the real world she didn’t have much in the way of being useful to her friends. But here? Here, she was the most useful. She could help them constantly. She could be the best thing to happen to all of them, every second of every day, for all time. The thought was so much that Tess quivered with arousal.

“Whatever you do, the challenge requires you to answer truthfully,” Miri spoke firmly, emphasizing the last word, “But remember the consequence of either answer. Choose to stay here and you are abandoning your other life. Choose to leave and you’ll never experience something like this again.”

Tess parted her lips, trying to will herself to answer quickly before she had time to think about it, but she paused, realizing that she didn’t know which answer she would rush to speak. She wanted to think more about this. She had to make the right choice. Maybe waiting until she was less horny was the better option, then she could make a rational decision.

“Ah, ah,” Miri chided, “That won’t work.” Just like in the real world, Miri had access to some of Tess’ surface thoughts, “You aren’t coming down from this arousal, baby. You need to give us the truth right now. Stay or go?”

“I…” Tess struggled, bowing her head and planting her hands onto the floor, “I don’t want to abandon the people outside of this world.”

“The ‘real’ versions of them,” Tess meant to say, but she wasn’t able. How were these any less real? If anything, they’d been more truthful to who they were here than anywhere else. Tess could not honestly say that they were not the real ones.

“What would happen to you all, if I left?” Tess asked, “Just.. oblivion?”

“We can’t tell you,” Mairaela replied sorrowfully, “We just hope that you make the right choice.”

But what was the right choice? She felt like this should be easy. Be noble. Return to your friends. Continue on your quest. That was what a hero would do, right? Wasn’t Tess a hero? The hero of her own story? How was it that this could even be a question?!

“I…” Tess started again, voice falling off. Every time she felt close to a choice, her mind leapt to the other possibility.

“Answer honestly,” Miri insisted.

Tess felt a squeeze around her heart. She couldn’t believe her ears when she spoke:

“I can’t choose.”

“You must,” Miri explained, “That’s the trial. If you do not choose…”

Tess shook her head, “I need to go back but there is something here that I cannot pull away from. I am being torn.”

“So, neither choice,” Joyona answered.

Gwen spoke, “You’re really unable to pick?”

“I can’t leave here. There’s… this place is real. At least a little bit,” Tess said with some realization, “Isn’t it?”

Miri said softly, still petting Tess’ head, “As real as you want it to be.”

“Choose,” Joyona spoke sternly, “Now.”

“I choose neither,” Tess replied with an uncharacteristic firmness, “I insist that I need to go, but there is something here that needs to come with me. You all. You need to come with me.”

“Tess, this isn’t one of the options,” Gwen said, “Are you really giving us that answer?”

“Yes,” Tess replied, “I’m not choosing one of your options. I make my own. You are coming with me and I am going back.”

There was an intensity in their judging stares.

The weight of their eyes faded immediately. Joyona, Mairaela and Gwendolyn all evaporated before her eyes. Only Miri remained.

“Golly, Tessy, you sure are good at this hero thing, huh?” Miri praised.

Tess was beyond confused. A hero would’ve chosen to leave. Would she be stuck here now?

Miri let out a little sigh, “You pass.”

“I pass?”

“Of course,” Miri replied, “You only needed to answer honestly.”

“I thought I had to say I needed to go back?”

“Nope,” Miri replied, waving her hand dismissively.

“But that’s what you said. You said that’s what the challenge was,” Tess replied argumentatively.

“I’m Miri,” the demoness said with a laugh, “I’m a liar.” She snapped her fingers and the sound of Miri’s voice from a couple minutes ago played back in her mind, “Whatever you do, the challenge requires you to answer truthfully,”

Tess scowled, angered, “But there is something here that needs to come with me. Those couldn’t have been just complete fakes.”

“Perceptive, aren’t you?” Miri replied with a feigned, dramatic sigh.

“Where are they?” Tess asked.

“Okay, okay,” Miri said, holding her hands up defensively, “Yes, I took little pieces of their souls to make those copies. You can have them back.”

“How did you take a chip of their soul?”

“A little part of each of the others died in their trials.”

Tess’ heart sank. What happened to the others? What was happening to them while she was being some cock slut to little mimics of them? Tess felt sick with guilt.

“But you can have them back,” Miri said.

Tess perked up, “Give them to me.”

Miri nodded, holding her hand out, “You earned them, sweetness.”

Tess put her hand beneath Miri’s when the demoness dropped small, glowing shards upon her palm. They were delicate. Soft. Fragile.

“Send me back,” Tess replied.

“Right away, my liege,” Miri bowed, curling an arm under her body and outstretching the other. The world went white and before she knew it, she was back in the tower room.

Gwendolyn and Mairaela were on the ground. Mairaela was sobbing violently. Gwen had a long and sorrowful stare that wasn’t deterred by Tess’ presence. She was thankfully back in her clothes without a drop of evidence or what she had received earlier. The shards of souls were gone. Had they already fit back into her companions?

Miren was standing, her eyes reddened and wet with tears, but she was the most composed of the group.

Tess didn’t see Joyona. She asked the group, “Joyona still in her trial?”

Mairaela and Gwen didn’t respond. Miren did.

Miren’s voice was trembling, “She didn’t make it, Tess.”