Mid-Part (2)
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«Your tea, Your Majesty,» I said to her, presenting her with a cup of peach-colored tea served on a disc, along with six cookies, one for every flavor she liked` Vanilla, chocolate, lemon, cinnamon, salt, and peanut butter. She pulled the disc out of my hands with such force I almost lost my balance and touched her! On purpose! I needed to be careful not to show any disrespect to that fat, smelly, hairy beast of a woman, afraid that my legs wouldn’t bring me any luck if I angered her. The time was only three o’clock, too early in the day for me to have the bliss of feeling cocky or unbothered about small mistakes or disgusted glares.
«What the hell is this thing? It’s gonna make me vomit! Do you want to see me vomiting?» she spoke in a high tone. I had learned ahead of time not be to be frightened by her when she was acting so calmly.
«No, Your Majesty, I would never» I relieved her from any second thoughts she might have about my overrated loyalty.
The queen was at the tender age of 23 but it wasn’t uncommon for someone to think she’s a middle-aged, fugly-looking hug. She was huge – she weighted about half a tone-, gigantic -she had at least twice my height-, and ugly, with wrinkles and hair on her everywhere and moles on her face! And, of course, she had a crush on me. Touching me and petting me for at least three to five hours per day was one of her favorite habits, making her fragile nerves calm and, thereby, reducing her daily killing rate. Just my regular luck with women.
Her Majesty ingested the tea at a blinking speed, stuffing all the cookies in her mouth at once, chewing them noisily, making me listen to the wet sounds she could produce proudly like it was something to brag about.
«I’m bored, Rabbit! I feel like a delinquent doll, sitting here all day long!» she complained. “Yeah, like a Babushka doll, no doubt!’ I thought.
«Her Majesty should consider taking a walk outside. A game of croquet would interest her, perhaps?» I tried suggesting.
«I AM BORED OF CROQUET! I want to try something new and exciting!» she shouted, wanting me to correctly guess what she was thinking in that lard-ass head of hers. “How about a diet, pork face?”.
«Why don’t you read a book, my queen? I could go and fetch a good one for you» I offered.
«Let’s have s*x!».
«*Cough! Cough! COUUUGH!». I choked so hard, I thought I would die! «I * cough! I’m sorry, Your Majesty, but I have caught a cold. It’s some weird Rabbit fever- extra contagious!» I tried to defend myself.
«I’m no rabbit, therefore, I am immune to it!» she figured merrily. Curse this stupid world!
«I cannot have s*x with you. My heart-».
«I’ll kill whoever it is you love» she threatened.
«-Is filled with respect for you. I don’t have what it takes to do it» I tried explaining.
«Then, I’ll have your head» she looked at the guards dramatically.
«There’s no harm in trying!» I accepted wholeheartedly. I checked my clock with false hope. “Please be 5to 6! Please be 5to 6! Please be 5 to 6!”. The hour was quarter past three…” s**t! s**t! s**t! s**t! s**t!”
«YEEEEEES! Wheeeee!» the beast-woman shouted, using her manliest voice. She stood up- god, show mercy!- and took me in her arms, carrying me all the way to her royal bedroom. The guards we met on every entrance saluted me with every bit of their respect and the maids we passed on our way there were lowering their faces, not saying a word. Another trial for me to face alone.
I had never dared lay my sight on her face but it was now inevitable! Her eyebrows were thick and dirty like a spider’s nest, her hair was red and silky but, with many bold spots in her head full of scratches and bruises, it was hard appreciating them. Her nose was round and big and her nostrils were forced open by her unappealing nose-picking habits. On her ears, inside and out, there were blisters full of pus, which was dripping all over her neck when they popped. Surely, I had no right to talk about ears, not when mine were long and furry, but, at least, I washed them twice per day` once every morning and once after my encounter with the queen! They were my pride and joy! The landwhale’s breath smelled terrible but her teeth were rather clean and her mustache was shaved off.
“There is no way in hell I can do this! Please work! Please!”.
«Rewind! Rewind!» I whispered but, sure enough, it had no use. My time-traveling power wouldn’t activate outside of the daily time loop: from six to five up until six o’clock! There was no way around this!
«Why is my fuzzy little man so quiet? Aren’t you thrilled with this rare gift I’m providing you with?».
«Of course I am, my queen! I’m only stressed out about my performance, is all!» I lied.
«The servant girls say you’re really good! They praised your stamina and your size, saying you’re someone deserving of my deflowering» she confessed. If I was to find the b***h who said those things, I’d made her choke on my d**k! Praising my size and my stamina, my ass! Except for the animal characteristics I possessed in this world- the ears, the tail, and the rabbit feet- my ‘sword’ was, least to say, embarrassing. Stupid, f****d up realm!
«Needless to say, if I’m not to be pleased, there will be consequences» she declared, leaving no room for any doubt. “It’s ok, dude! Relax! Breathe in. Breathe out.” I had something strong enough to save me from the situation of the ED. “Remember her! Bring her in your mind! That’s right! Dark, wavy hair up to her back. Light-brown skin, soft and clean”. The witch’s image was my good friend in all those lonely, horny nights. “Her face was cute but her serious expression combined with those eyes of hers made her even sexier! Her body was perfect` slim, tight, with big, soft, round boobs and pink throbbing, n*****s, and a soft, plumpy ass which she was handling so well when she was pushing it against me! And- my gods!- that p***y of hers, in an all-perfect shape, it was so warm and deep!” Maybe it wasn’t the most accurate representation of her- I had yet to reincarnate in the right time to meet her- but thinking of her like that always made the trick!
«Someone is finally becoming excited!». The pork-queen’s voice brought me back to reality. With her one hand holding me under my armpits, the other one made a trip to the danger zone! Her sausage-like finger was an inch away from my b***r before I crossed my legs defensively.
«No, don’t! I mean, please, my queen! Not in front of the stuff!» I corrected hastily.
«But I want to help this little bulge grow big and strong!» she laughed. “Joke’s on you, b***h! The smaller it is, the less of me will be in contact with you”.
«No need for that, Your Gorgeousness! Being in your arms is all it takes for me to be hard as a rock» I reassured her.
«Rewiiiiiind!» I tried whispering desperately.
Reaching the royal bedroom, her Fatness, kicked the door open, utterly destroying it!
«Oops! I can nearly control myself!» she said, charging into her bedroom hurriedly. The room contained a double, king-size canopy bed with dirty pink veil curtains. It had two mattresses on top of it, around ten pillows, and the sheets it had on had been cooled down in the refrigerator beforehand. A wardrobe, big as a second room was connected to and accessible only from her chamber and a pile of beauty products were sitting sealed on the queen’s dressing table. On her bedside table, she had s*x toys of every nature lying around. A bucket with lube on ice, heart-shaped dildos, bigger in size than my hand, a dozen condoms, some whips, and- the scariest of them all!- some urethra stimulators and c**k rings! “Relax! She probably thinks of them as an after-engagement ring and toothpicks for our lunch break” I teased but from where I was standing, it wasn’t a laughing matter.
The humongous woman placed me down and, with no hesitation, she tore up her clothes and jumped to the bed. The room was shaken up from the impact, causing me PTSD by reminding me of the Earthquakes I lived through in my previous lifetime. The true terror, however, was seeing her naked body! Her thighs were so hairy that every point of her skin was invisible to the eye. Her stomach was even bigger without her corset-like that was even possible?!- and her boobs had stretch marks around her enormous n*****s, that looked like two extra-large pieces of pepperoni. When she opened up her legs and used her hands to open up her unholy hole, I knew God had forsaken this place.
«How do you like it?» she asked, pursing her lips, and turning her voice to a high-pitched noise.
«It’s hard for me to reply, Your Majesty,» I said honestly.
«Don’t get shy now! Tell me all the things you want to do with it!» she asked of me, lying back in an ecstatic state. “Burry it sixty feet under the ground!”.
«You see, I feel kind of gay lately and I cannot express my opinion as a guy» I stalled.
«Don’t get discouraged! Think of me like a man!» she replied, grasping the pillows that surrounded her, hornier with every fetish fantasy that was forming in her kinky mind! Easy as that may be, it made no difference to my body- or my mind at that! «Maybe tasting a body like mine will exorcise those homo thoughts from your confused, tiny brain» she laughed.
«Most definitely».
«Let’s start with some foreplay, should we?» I surrendered.
«Mmm, yes! Finally!» she consented.
«How about a massage? Or a foot rub?» I tested.
«Or I could suck your sweet bunny feet as you rub your c**k against my face!» she roared. Climbing down from her bed, the hairy beast crawled in all four of her limbs with her face deformed from her s****l hunger! What I was about to experience could cost me my sanity and I was ready to try and slay her myself, putting in danger everything I had worked up for up to that point!
«Your Majesty! Your Majesty! Your Maj- Ah!» a servant girl called her until she saw her through the broken door. “Thank you, God”.
«What in the devil's name do you want?» she snarled at the maid.
«She is here, Your Majesty! She has requested an audience!» the maid informed her, trying not to look away from the nightmarish woman.
«The girl arrived?! s**t! Don’t you move, rabbit! We’ll continue our scandalous affairs soon!» she sang, crawling out from the door, wrapped in the wet sheets, looking like a fiend that had escaped the Pit! Six soldiers appeared outside of the door, guarding my only way out of there.
The girl they spoke of was probably that blonde gal that I had following me around for quite some time now, the ‘Dreamer’ as they called her. It wasn’t the right time for her to be here but I wouldn’t go and complain about it. The clock was almost pointing at four, suggesting it was still early for me to have access to my powers but I was starting to think there was no reason for me to use them. I had overextended my stay to the palace, anyway.
«Sorry guys! I need to bounce out of here!» I announced to my guards. Sorry as they were for my situation, facing the queen’s wrath wasn’t an option for them either. With perfect synchronicity, they raised their spears, trying to seize me unharmed for their queen’s nasty desires. Thankfully, I had some experience with this type of swordplay.
Grabbing my ‘K.A.R.O.T.’ from its respective case in my belt, I shook my hand, activating its weird mechanism. To me, ‘K.A.R.O.T.’ seemed like some advanced technological artifact- having seen some witchcraft firsthand and all- but to the people of this world, it probably looked like magic! The K.A.R.O.T. shapeshifted into a combat knife, the perfect weapon for me to use in this limited space. Even if my opponents had an advantage in numbers, the narrow hallway only allowed them to charge at me in groups of two from both sides, with one more member in every front occupying the rearguard position. Big and muscular as they were, pawns to that b***h’s chessboard, their bodies were restricted when they were standing side by side.
Charging at me at the same time, the soldiers tried piercing my shoulders, using their lances, but, thanks to my flexible acrobatics, I managed to dodge their organized attack. Striking from both directions made it difficult for me to counter their hits, trying to perceive both parties’ movements. Even if they had the chance though, they avoided causing lethal damage to me, trying to harass me so I would give up. If I were to guess, I’d say they planned to entrap me between their lances and imprison me until the beast returns! But, for me, there wasn’t a way to escape without spilling blood…
Avoiding another one of their strikes, I bent down, managing a hit on one of the western troops’ legs, making him lose his balance. Having all three of their remaining lances now coming at me from above, I bounced higher, using my momentum to jump right above the western team’s heads. The guy behind them anticipated an escaping plan such as this and was ready to block my advancement until the other guards were to remake their formation around me. I needed to be quicker than them! Making an about-turn, I faced the soldiers behind me. Reaching to the one who was standing on his feet, I grabbed his head and pulled it back, leaving his throat open for me to slice! His blood spilled all over the wall but his comrades, trained for dire situations like this one, didn’t lose their composure.
One of them was in the west, three of them in the east, and one more right on the other side of the body I was holding in my arms, leaning to the wall, trying to regain his balance. The eastern and western guards lashed out a simultaneous attack, aiming to hit my ribs from both sides. With my hands clinched to the man’s corpse, I made a spin, taking his place, letting the dead man receive the hits, and finally releasing him. The last eastern guard, who had a clear shot over me, launched his spear towards my head- so much for seizing me unharmed!- managing to pierce my ear! The one part I liked about this stupid, hybrid body!
«Son of a b***h!».
Frustrated and vengeful about the loss I suffered, I hopped on the leaning guard’s crotch, making a cute scream out of him, and bounced using every bit of my strength, leaving him incapacitated, to bypass the last western soldier and make a run for it! The guards’ spears flew by me as I was storming away from them and rushing into the throne room, interrupting whatever was that went on between the queen, the High Court, and the girl.
«What is the meaning of this?! Why are out here?! Guards!» the queen shouted. Her extraterrestrial ugliness was now covered under layers of makeup and mascara. She tried standing up but, still wrapped in her not-so-fashionable dress, she fell on her butt, making a cracking echoing noise. Another PTSD took over my body for a moment but I tried to endure it, seeing how, the girl was looking at me like a gallant knight, coming to her rescue! I’d hate to spoil that for her!
«Grab on, miss! This is no place for sweet ladies, such as you» I smiled at her.
«I’ll take you up on that offer, Mr. Rabbit. But, let me inform you, you have zero chances with me» she smiled kindly back at me. “Of course not…”.
«Well, please, give me a minute then! I beg your pardon,» I said, putting her down gently. «Your Majesty?» I called for the Monarch. The crazy-looking queen stood on her feet with the help of her subjects.
«Rabbit! Surrender the girl this instant and I’ll consider letting you in my bed again» she tried to negotiate.
«I would have to refuse. I would only like to share some of my thoughts with you, Your Ugliness! You nasty-ass @#^&*, f*****g piece of *^#$^#. I thought your face was %^&* but then I saw your cunt! Gods forbid anyone to look at this atrocity! Burn my eyes and spare them from existing in a world with such a thing in it!» I erupted! «That was all, thank you» I closed my speech. Then, I grabbed the girl and run out of there like hell!
«That’s not the proper way for a rabbit to speak to his queen» the girl commended.
«You seem to be a foreigner, right? Let me tell you a thing or two about how things work around here» I offered before my voice was swallowed by a terrifying screech! As we were getting away from the palace, we could hear the queen’s screams, giving an order to all the citizens of her queendom, up to the Black Forest.
«OF. WITH. THEIR. HEADS!»
~ The White Rabbit
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