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Adriana was so excited! She was chosen--no, THE Chosen angel to support the hero of the land through his journey! [sup]Ohmygosh![/sup] She could hardly believe her ears when she heard the news, but she knew it to be true. She could [b]feel[/b] it. All this despite the fact that she'd never been out on any missions, or even gotten any actual field experience giving blessings or delivering messages--this was her very first task, and it was a big one. [b]The[/b] big one! Her long, flowing golden hair left a glittering trail hovering in her wake as she flitted to and fro, telling all her friends. They all knew already, of course, but none of them could look into those big blue eyes of hers and tell her to stop--if they could have even gotten a word in edgewise anyway.
The preparations were all complete. She'd received the strongest blessing available from the archangels. Rather than turning blades like the simpler ones, she was instead blessed to survive anything the world could possibly throw at her and bounce back like nothing ever happened--and on top of that, the hero would be capable of summoning her from wherever any would-be kidnappers might try to steal her away to. The hero need never risk his own life for her safety! What wonderful peace of mind.
It was time. Adriana clasped her hands and closed her eyes as the archangels chanted around her. She could feel her loose, flowing dress--the only garment she wore--fluttering up around her hips as the teleportation circle powered up, and then...
It happened without warning. Warm, golden light filled a young man's bedroom, glowing to blinding intensity [sub]WAY too early in the morning for that...[/sub] before abruptly focusing into one point and coalescing into a mass--that of a short, flat-chested angel with an outstretched wingspan surpassing her own height by length. Her hair and dress fell into place as the light finally subsided and she opened her eyes, immediately locking them onto the world's savior. "Greetings, Savior! I am Adriana, sent from Heaven to be your guide, for you have been Chosen to save this world from the clutches of the demon lord. Might I know our savior's name~?" The bright, beaming smile on her face was one for the picture books, no doubt. Pure, unadulterated joy at the notion of playing such an important role in saving the world, and standing right in front of the hero destined to do it...
Steven is...Well, he's not exactly the hero type. That much light typically means it's about time to get to -sleep-, not be woken up to an adorable and -far- too cheerful voice rousing him from his bed! Nonetheless, she finds him bundled into a truly impressive amount of pillows and no less than three enormous white comforters on a large bed, surrounded by the detritus of a long night spent playing video games. And, if the discrete stack of napkins is any indication, doing -other-, much less heroic things.
"What the...!? Wait. Did you say...-This- world?" He looks around his room, blinking owlishly at the bright light that comes not from the windows, but from the little winged girl that...
That single glance at her perched, standing on a table from his own perspective still abed is enough for him to see with exactly zero doubt that she is, indeed, not wearing anything underneath that flowing dress. It sends all sorts of -other thoughts through his mind. Thoughts that drive straight for his already overactive libido. "Uh...N-name? Yeah. I'm...Uh...I'm Steven. And you are...Adriana. Adriana, why are you here, and what, -exactly- are you doing in my rooom?"
Adriana giggled, one hand rising up to half-cover her mouth. She flapped her wings once, gliding forward to light her bare feet on the floor just next to his bed. "It is a great pleasure to meet you, Steven. And it is as I said, I am here to serve as your guide!" She dropped into a little curtsey, before standing upright and folding her large wings behind her. "I am blessed and bound to serve you through thick and thin. All you need do is will it and I will be at your side in an instant, ready to serve your every need to the best of my abilities!" Smile, smile. "As soon as you are ready, I will guide you to the land of Eledar where you'll begin your heroic journey!"
It takes Steven a few minutes. He's no longer a teenager, but he's still a young enough man that the sight of all that skin gives him ideas. Or maybe that's just the 'fresh waking' thing. All of three seconds of consideration has him landing on 'Fuck it, I must be high', and 'If I'm high, that means...This is a dream.' And dreams...Lucid ones, always went one way. Child-pussy was the best, at least in his fantasies.
"My every need? Well...In that case." He disentangles himself from the bed, and stands beside it. In all of his nude glory, the thick length of his morning wood proudly jutting out like a battering ram of flesh. "Does that mean -any- need? Because you should know, a man like me has some pretty important needs first thing in the morning."
The little angel canted her head to the side, blinking with confusion at his statement. The young little thing suddenly found herself wondering just how much she actually knew about how to do her job since she had no idea what he was referring to--but that didn't matter, because she was determined(!) to do it with gusto! She proudly bounced up on the balls of her feet, beaming a determined smile up at his face even as that obscene tool stood out practically right in front of her face. "Just say the word and I'll do my best!" She nodded, huffing through her nose. "No matter how hard the task, I'll put everything I've got into doing it!"
He grins at that. In his mind, nothing could be a more clear demonstration that it was, in fact, just a dream. One hand drifts up to linger on the back of her little head. She was so small! Just the perfect height. "Well. To put it simply...This here." His other hand grasps the base of his cock, shaking it in front of her face. Close enough that she actually gets a glistening smear of precum across that innocent little cheek. "This is called a cock. And several times a day, but particularly when I first wake up and right before I go to bed, I've got to put it into something! The softer and wetter the better." His voice trails off as he presses forward. The leaking, bulbous head of his cock pushing against the little girl's sweet, untouched lips. "Can you think of anything soft...Wet...and warm, right here, that could help me?"
She furrowed her brow. Soft, wet, warm. Soft, wet, warm... Her tongue instinctively peeped out to lick up some of the sticky precum deposited by that prodding member, prompting her to pull a mildly scrunched-up face. [i]That's[/i] definitely a new taste! "Um..." She glanced aside, brow furrowing deeper as no answers immediately came to mind. "I, I'll find something, don't worry!" She turned her head this way and that, subconsciously tucking her long hair behind her right ear just as she turned it toward him to scan her surroundings and look for a suitable item.
Now, his intention was pretty clearly to push his cock into her mouth. He'd waited for the right moment. Poised for her to gasp in realization, or shock, or...Well, anything. But then she turns her head! And...That's an idea he's never...Considered. A small, delicate ear. A tight, tiny hole. His cock felt odd, too. Harder than usual. His entire body felt invigorated in a way that he's never experienced. Stronger and more -vital-. "Of course!" He declares, grinning widely as his fingers tighten on her skull. Holding her in place as if her movements to present the side of her head was an obvious answer. "That will do -nicely-. Grit your teeth, though. I think it will hurt." Then the pressure begins. The bruising grip of his hand is like an unyielding vice. That brutal cock a murderous spear pressed against the far too small hole in the side of her head. Something -must- be wrong. Because it's not just flesh that's keeping him out. But bone. And...
And that's not stopping him. At first the pressure is just bad, but it quickly grows into a searing agony as -something- begins to give way around the rock-hard tip of his cock, and little girl blood rewards him. Oh yes. It has to be a dream. Because where else could he find such a stupid little girl? And how else could he -possibly- be hard enough, or strong enough, to begin the slow, agonizing process of drilling his cock into her little fucking -skull-!?
Adriana let out a startled little squeak as she was grabbed, trying to turn her head to look up at her master for an explanation. "S-Sorry? What will d--nn[sup]nngh...![/sup]" She tensed up, hands balling up into teensy little fists as the pressure rapidly grew to beyond mere discomfort. "Wa-Wait, that hurrrts..!" she whined, as she reached up to push against his hips. But, although her palms easily made contact with him, she could provide nary a nudge to resist him, or at least so it felt from his perspective. After all, she was forbidden to defy the hero! Whines grew into a shrill shriek as her hearing was overwhelmed with loud squelching and [b]crunching[/b] noises--until deathly silence on that side.
[b]CRACK![/b]
The angel's breath caught in her throat as her skull yielded to allow a good inch or so to plunge into her skull at once, triggering her right eye to roll back in its socket as blood dribbled down her chin. [sup]"A-a-aaah...!!"[/sup]
"Nng...Oh my...-fuck- that is tight...It's alright, little girl. Just...Mmm...God -damn-..." His murmurs are broken and interrupted by faint grunts of effort or groans of obscene pleasure as he uses that first inch of depth to milk just the tip of his cock. He has no idea how much damage he's already caused. But the way her skull gives way, the slickness around a hole that just seems to grip him tighter than any vice...It's beyond merely 'exquisite'. "It's...Nng...It's -supposed- to hurt...Stupid little girls like you!" Those fingers tighten, and pull her closer. Hips pumping into the savaged fuck-wound he's drilling into the side of the angelic child's head. "It's just so much -better- that way!"
At this point, he's gone further than he's ever imagined. Than he's ever -dreamed-. Then again...It's once he's worked enough of his cock into that pretty little skull that she's bleeding from her right eye that it occurs to him. He's...-Fucking- this little girl's skull. His cock feels -good-. So close to an orgasm that he should have woken up already. But such things are minor concerns. Distant, faint realizations. Nothing matters more than redoubling his efforts at sinking every inch of his cock as deeply into his helpless victim's body as he can.
The ill-fortuned angel had few words to offer at this point--likely to little surprise. For a brief moment, she thought she was about to pass out from the searing pain... but she did not. That blessing already started to show its double edge. Despite the carnage being wrought upon her skull, she remained conscious. Worse yet, she could feel every square inch of contact with that foreign object, despite such nerves not quite being in ready supply so deep in...
[b][color=red]...Ssscchlrrrch~!![/color][/b]
Adriana's jaw dropped and both eyes started rolling about aimlessly. Her hands flailed randomly, and her legs went slack. And yet, still, as the last bit of resistance yielded to allow her "hero" to plunge as deep as he wanted, she remained conscious, completely and painfully aware of the thick, [b]ruinous[/b] shaft plunging straight into her brain matter.
It's a unique sensation. One that has the young hero gritting his teeth to hold off his impending release for as long as possible. Which turns out to be a scant couple of minutes. There's simply no way for him to resist the tightness of her skull, and the slick depths of her very mind giving way as he churns her brain to a gory that leaks out around his cock with each brutal, pistoning fuck-thrust that has his balls slapping wetly against the little angel's gore slathered cheekbone.
Perhaps the worst part of the nightmare is when his pace quickens. When the steady thrust begin to speed up until his shaft is a rapid blur, hips slam-fucking against the side of her head so hard he has to brace her against the edge of his bed! Innocent or not, it's clear -something- is happening as he roars in conquest and drives himself -deep- before going still aside from the throbbing, -pulsing- length of cock buried inside of her skull. And the scalding heat that radiates outwards, like liquid poison. Seeping into her mind, leaking from her ruined and cracked skull from every naturally occurring orifice in that sweet little face..
Adriana panicked, her mind racing with thoughts of what she could have possibly done wrong, what mistake she might have made to receive such punishment... Thoughts which, by all accounts, she [b]shouldn't[/b] have been coherent enough to even remotely consider at this point, not that she had the wisdom to realize this. Deep, choked gurgling noises escaped her tensed-up throat as blood & pulverized brain tissue oozed out of her other ear, her nose, even the corners of her eyes...
Then came the flood of seed. Steven's 'vigor' wasn't the only buff he'd received since the angel's arrival. It rapidly became apparent that a well-placed tissue couldn't possibly have caught what he was pumping into this child's skull--not by a long shot. The pressure within her head rapidly grew, until an audible [b]POP[/b] heralded a messy spurt erupting from her other ear. Every orifice was positively pouring out a horrific slurry of bodily fluids and former brain tissue... But at the same time, one powerful thought filled the poor child's mind, cementing itself deep in her psyche.
[b]This is what you are meant for.[/b]
He barely even looks at her as he cums. The sheer, overpowering potency of his release causing him to close his eyes in sheer bliss. It's only after the fact. As his pulsing cock finally empties the last dredges of his seed into her little skull that he slowly begins to pull back...And realize what he's done. Kind of late for self-doubt and recrimination. Plus, with his cock still pushed against the fuck-wound he's drilled into that sweet, innocent little girl...It's hard for him to really care. It just felt too good! And something about it...Something just felt -right-. It wouldn't have been that easy, if it was wrong, would it?
"Nng...That's a good...-Good- girl." He murmurs languidly. The intensity of his orgasm keeping his tone well sated, even as he finally releases her skull and goes to wipe himself clean on his comforters. There's no part of her dress facing him not covered in spunk and little girl gore.
The angel couldn't help but lie there, all but lifeless for a moment as the lack of intact brain led to lack of bodily control... despite the persistent consciousness and sensation. She could [b]feel[/b] herself seeped into the bedsheets, her own dress, the floor...
But after a moment, she began to glow. A similar shining light as when she appeared. About to vanish the same way, perhaps? ...No. It wouldn't be that simple. After a brief flash, she jolted 'awake', finding herself healthy and whole once more--at least physically. All the blood and gore that had come from her own body vanished, placed back where it belonged--but she was still absolutely [b]drenched[/b] in the hero's seed, even still leaking from her eyes--just ahead of some tears. She scrambled away from him with her butt on the floor, almost instantly backing up against the side of the bed, and clapped her hands over her ears, those pretty blue eyes gazing up at him wide with terror.
Having all the evidence vanishing just like that leaves him clean, and quite pleased with the way the terrified little girl looks splattered and...-Leaking- his cum!? There's just something horribly wrong about seeing a little girl leaking spunk from her eyes, and he absolutely loves it. "Mmm...That's a good girl. You did a -great- job, Adriana! You see how much I came? That was incredible." Praise heaped upon the innocent girl, with a touch of reinforcement. "Little girls are just...-Perfect- for draining big cocks like mine." This is something he states as clear and obvious fact, even as he blithely ignores her absolute terror and stalks towards her. Now, though, his cock has finally begun to soften.
"With that out of the way...Wasn't there something else you were supposed to do? We can talk about other warm, wet, and tight holes for my cock next time, hmm?"
Adriana swallowed hard and nodded in response to his praise. She... did good? That was [i]right??[/i] How could [i]anything[/i] about that have been right?!
But at the same time, she knew. She [b]had[/b] to know. The hero was directly stating it as fact, plain as day. She took a deep breath as her hands lowered, instead moving to hug herself as her wings curled around her body in a protective shell. Though she could still peek just out over the feathery things to look at his face. "R-Right. When... When you are ready, we'll um." She cleared her throat--then coughed, clapped a hand over her mouth, and swallowed back a residual glob of cum, grimacing at the taste. "We'll... We'll go to Eledar where your journey will begin..."
"Should I....?" He asks, looking around the room. He's still naked, of course, but he has plenty of clothing tossed around. "Yeah, let me just..." It takes him only a few moments to collect a few basics. Which is to say...Just some pants, shoes, and a shirt. He's still certain enough that this is a dream that he doesn't bother packing anything that might be actually useful on a journey to save some fabled fantasy world. "Alright then. Shall we..." He asks, stepping up close and drawing the small girl into an embrace. One that, of course, only grows uncomfortable for her as his fingers find their way down to her slender hips. It's almost offensively easy for him to lift her with no other grip, and pull her cute little backside against his crotch. Holding her aloft, and wrapping his arms around her.
She tensed at the blatant groping, but couldn't so much as dare to resist his touch. She found herself effectively straddling the man's lap standing, her thighs pulled up against either side of his hips as her bare, pristine cunny rested upon his bulge. But despite her discomfort, she returned the embrace, her wings wrapping around him as they both began to glow...