Chapter 1: pilot
Chapter Text
The bathroom is cold, perfectly tying together with Gangle’s wet hair. She carefully takes out her earrings and makes quick work of removing her (albeit light) face of makeup. The woman hums to herself, wiping her skin dry as fast as she can. After this, she drops her towel, grabs her underwear and T-shirt, and throws them on hastily.
She looks at herself in the mirror, her eyes fixed on her body. You’re gonna be good, you’re gonna be—
“Gangle?” Zooble calls, making Gangle’s heart race. “You okay in there?”
Gangle hums, carefully opening the door, revealing her still dripping body. Zooble, who had been resting comfortably on Gangle’s bed, jolts up, their eyes locked on Gangle.
“Uhm… is that my shirt?” They mumble, Gangle giggles awkwardly, nodding. Zooble smiles, rushing up to her and pulling her into the bed, “Wait,” they say, pressing the woman’s body into the sheets with their free hand, using the other to rip off their shorts, revealing a set of tight red boxers underneath. They then climb back into the bed, towering over the other.
“C—Cho… uh…” Gangle mumbles.
“What?”
“Choke,” Gangle says, “I need you to choke me… I… I think.”
Zooble’s gaze darts around, surprised at the sudden progression. But they didn’t mind it. So, they carefully move their hand to Gangle’s collarbone, tracing every indent in her delicate skin, eventually working their way up to the woman’s throat. They slowly wrap their fingers around her neck, one by one, watching as Gangle’s face grows hotter and hotter, small moans coming from her body. Zooble doesn’t dare go tighter, as Gangle seemed pretty pleased, anyway.
“Yes or No?” Zooble asks, loosening their grip around her neck as they lean closer. Gangle lets out a loud gasp, trying to sputter out a response.
“Y—Yes… please,” She whispers, rubbing her thighs together as her neck is gripped tightly. She gasps for air, smiling as she’s thrown against the bed, her nails digging into Zooble’s shoulders.
Zooble pins her against the bed, Zooble hisses quietly, sinking further into Gangle’s arms , feeling their sweaty body rub against her bare stomach. Zooble stared longingly at her girlfriend’s pale neck, slightly red from the previous choking. Gangle smiles, rubbing her fingers through Zooble’s hair, and muttering, “You can.”
Zooble hums, almost diving into Gangle’s side, sinking their teeth deep into her neck, sucking her partner’s skin, they close their eyes, simply focusing on her scent. The woman moans, her body going almost limp at the action. Gangle attempts to move, opening her mouth to whisper in Zooble’s ear, but this is stalled, as it’s not long before she’s thrusted back onto the bed, Zooble letting go of her neck.
Gangle can barely breathe, rubbing her thighs together again, in a separate attempt to stimulate herself even more, while Zooble simply watches.
“Someone wants somethin’ more, hm?” They ask, chuckling when Gangle nods.
“Good.”
They slowly dip their head downwards, taking their fingers and pulling back the waistband of her underwear. Gangle was only able to let out a shaky whimper, tugging at Zooble’s shirt.
“What?”
“Please,” Gangle mutters. “Go quicker,” she pleads, but Zooble doesn’t comply, the begging only encourages them more. They pull down Gangle’s waistband gently, shushing Gangle when she begins whining again, “I’m getting there, hun,” they whisper, rubbing her thighs up and down.
Her entrance is rubbed, and where she expects a violent grab — she receives a gentle, soothing touch, a strong hand that gratifies her. She gulps, beginning to groan loudly and grabbing at Zooble’s hair when they grip her thighs. Now, their nails are dug into her calves, leaving small, red marks all over her skin, as they shift their focus to Gangle’s wet cunt. Her entrance is cold, but she keeps wanting it. It burns, just a bit, but it’s not bad . She's not sick — she pays Zooble’s arm excitedly, willing them to keep going.
That’s when they nearly thrust their mouth into Gangle’s hole, licking and taking in her almost angelic emission, they lap her vulva with their tongue. That’s when Gangle’s body locks up, her breath vanishes, her mind nearly gone as she lets out small and disorganized babblings, trying to piece together something to tell Zooble.
Zooble pulls away, wiping away some excess fluid from their mouth, locking eyes with the woman below them, “There we are, princess .”
The pet name makes her shudder, but she fights back her moaning this time, doing her best to stop her thighs from shaking… but she was doing a rather poor job. Her legs tremble, as Zooble throws their boxers off, but keeps their shirt on.
Gangle smiled, “‘M turn now?”
Zooble shakes their head, fumbling back on the bed, and they tap on Gangle’s stomach. She nods, letting Zooble pull up her shirt, exposing her pale, shaky body.
“Zooble, please.”
“ Shhh , I know, babygirl,” They say, pressing their right groin against Gangle’s, both wet, hot, and sticky. They relax their legs, letting the deepest part of their mind take control. They whisper as they kiss and bite all over Gangle’s stomach. Her face is flushed.
“Just be patient, okay?” They whisper, beginning to softly and slowly push into Gangle, their pumping getting more and more intense with each passing minute, Gangle can barely speak, taking too much pleasure in the constant friction. Her liquid coats Zooble’s groin and her legs, but she doesn’t notice, or care, too focused on Zooble’s mouth, their teeth digging into her stomach as they leave deep red marks all over her body.
“Good girl,” Zooble praises, delighting in Gangle's moans. “You’re doing such a good job, baby, such a pretty girl…”
Gangle can only whimper and moan, feeling Zooble’s hand grip her hair and guide her back. “Keep going, good job…” They mumble, her groin burning when all Gangle can do is nod, letting Zooble pull them back and forth. She relishes the pleasure, ignoring Zooble’s comment of, “What a desperate little doll, my sweet, sweet angel.”
Gangle whines, her face growing hot and her nerves and skin feeling like they were under a scalding rain. Zooble pauses their thrusts, cupping Gangle’s cheek, “Aw,” Zooble coos, tilting their head, “Does Dolly need a break?” they ask, the almost uncharacteristic comment making Gangle’s insides swell, a deep heat growing within her.
“Aw, I bet, we can always do this another time, but maybe we should take a rest for now… yeah?”
Gangle, reluctantly, nodded, her eyelids were getting pretty heavy, after all. And Zooble’s careful touch did wonders to reel her in, barely moving as they helped redress her.
She smiles, watching as Zooble fidgets with their boxers, pulling them up to their waist before they climb back into bed.
Gangle could get used to this.
Chapter 2: abstragedy 3am challenge
Summary:
When Caine's new adventure takes place at a college campus, Zooble decides to do something special.
Notes:
im very new to nsfw stuff, esp in like, this exploratory(?) way, so im working really hard to improve. let me know if i should add or change anything!! thanks!!
NOT human in here btw!! they r in circus in circus bodies if that makes sense
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Chapter Text
Most of Caine’s adventures were… weird, to say the least. However, this one was especially weird, as Caine went out of his way to make the adventure as close to a ‘real college’ as possible. And out of everyone, Zooble seemed to struggle the most, being the first to shudder at the thought. And it didn’t help that Caine had fixed up all his loudest NPCs… and Jax. But, through everything, they found some comfort in the frail girl next to them.
For now, they both sit on the dorm room’s couch, though extremely small, neither of them can deny that it was quite comfortable. Zooble shuffles closer, close enough to wrap an arm around Gangle’s shaky frame.
“You wanna…?” Zooble asks, rubbing their fingers along Gangle’s ribbons. She hums at first, trying to figure out the question, before Zooble squeezes her side, pulling the woman even closer. It feels like Zooble’s body is pressing into Gangle’s chest, she tries to talk, but she can barely open her mouth. So, she simply nods.
“Okay,” Zooble sighs, standing up from the couch and stretching a bit. “You better get ready for me.”
Gangle, once again, nods excitedly, tapping her mask against Zooble’s plastic with a soft tink! She runs to the bathroom, quickly ripping off her school outfit, turning on the shower, and climbing in. The woman slides her ribbon-body down the slick wall, waiting. She feels her body relax, slump in reaction to the warm water that trickles down her mask. She began to hum to herself again, curling up in a tiny ball.
“You already tired, hun?” Zooble said, opening the curtain. “You know, we don’t have to—”
“No, no, no!” Gangle pleads, grabbing at Zooble’s hands. “Please, please, please Zooble, please.”
Zooble grabs Gangle’s ribbons, pulling them away from their body and leaning down, “Hey, you’re going to have to wait, understand?”
All Gangle can do is whine and rub her legs together, doing her best to pull Zooble down even further. But Zooble pulls away, instead focusing on the warm water… at least they pretended they did. Gangle sputters, pulling herself forward weakly and pressing her head against Zooble’s leg, still whining.
“No, mutt,” they say, gripping the side of her mask. “I’m not done yet... you have to wait. Understand? You can cry on me all you want, but you’re not going to get anything from me unless you’re patient.”
Gangle’s big, sweet eyes lock with Zooble’s as she whimpers, she pats their leg, a silent way of asking something. Zooble chuckles, letting out a small, “Fine…”
The woman shifts her focus to something more physical; the red, hot , sticky feelings fill her groin. She grinds her body against their leg. Her thighs trembling at the contact, tears stream down her face as she continues to rut against their leg like a desperate puppy. Zooble can’t look, only able to reach a hand down and pet Gangle’s head, muttering to herself. Although both their bodies don’t have true sexual organs, Zooble swears they can feel the familiar sensation of gushing all over their leg, much warmer than anything else they’ve ever felt.
“Alright, alright,” they whisper, turning off the water, “I know what you want, sweet girl.”
Gangle beams, giggling to herself and wrapping her ribbons around their legs tightly. She can barely feel her body still, the constant pumping of blood pressing down on her groin. But she still does her best to relax in Zooble’s arms, fidgeting when she’s placed on the bathroom sink.
“There we are, here we go,” Zooble says, wrapping the shaking woman in a towel. Gangle flinches at the sudden cold surface, whining loudly in place.
“Hey,” Zooble hisses, bringing their hand up and grabbing Gangle’s mask. “You’re gonna have to be patient again, okay?” They add, driving their fingers deep into the girl’s mask. Gangle whimpers, nodding.
Zooble leaves, going to prep their generated dorm for the night, while Gangle is left to her own devices. She fidgets uncomfortably on the towel, trying to dry herself — only to make her even more desperate, a warm wetness collecting between her legs. She feels her imaginary heart pound against her chest, blood rushing to her face.
“Oh, you’re so patient,” Zooble says, opening the door slowly, “I have such a sweet, sweet doll,” They whisper, picking the woman up and carrying her to the bed. They plop her onto the mattress, but still keeping a tight grip on her chest, restricting Gangle’s breathing. Zooble chuckled as she felt Gangle struggle against her. The woman whimpered in pleasure.
“Z—Zooble… ‘M… ‘M want…”
Zooble slams Gangle back against the bed, letting go of Gangle’s ribbons and watching as she hyperventilates. They smirked, as the woman’s legs began to tremble violently.
“Don’t fucking speak ‘till I tell you to, got it?” They order, as Gangle begins to rub her legs together, Zooble grumbles and shoves their hand between her legs, up into her wide entrance. Gangle gasps, stammering, she giggles happily, rubbing her opening against Zooble’s large hand.
“Can’t learn your lesson, huh? You little bitch ,” They whispered, pulling Gangle’s face closer to theirs, but all the older can do is whimper, crying and smiling against Zooble’s hand. Every piece of strength drains from Gangle’s body, leaving an almost mindless husk behind. Zooble slams her back down, running their hand down her face and to her lips, that’s when they stick one of their plastic fingers into her open mouth. Gangle nearly shrieked at the sensation, now being fully controlled by them . They had her. And they’d keep her.
“Oh, you like this, don’t you? You sick fuck,” Zooble chuckled, feeling Gangle writhe against their touch, moving one of their hands from Gangle’s mouth to her stomach area, and grabbing her ribbons. “You full little fuck, I’m gonna fill you up so good, my baby, so, so good.”
Gangle squirms, breathing heavily against Zooble’s death grip, she does her best to form words, but all she can do is let out a few broken moans. Zooble hummed, pumping their hand in and out of Gangle’s soaked cunt, feeling as her ribbon tightened around their hand. And slowly, they thrusted deeper and deeper, delighting in Gangle’s long and loud moans, tears falling freely from her mask.
Zooble pulls their hand out, which was now tangled up in their girlfriend’s loose and sticky ribbons, Gangle drops her head back, letting out a heavy sigh.
“There you go,” Zooble praised, leaning in to ‘kiss’ the older on the cheek, “I’m so proud, angel.”
The nickname makes Gangke melt against them, feeling their heavy plastic body press against her weak, shaking anatomy — but she doesn’t flinch, instead nuzzling her face deep into Zooble’s chest.
Zooble snickers, rubbing her back and whispering, “Wanna go again?” They ask, running their fingers down Gangle’s neck, “We can go somewhere else more… public this time, if you’d like.”
Gangle, to Zooble’s pleasure, beamed, sitting up carefully and pulling their arm.
Zooble simply sighs, nodding along.
Notes:
hi!! i hope you guys like. let me know if i should add or change anything. comment if youd like!
Chapter 3: these bitches be loud as fuck
Summary:
Zooble and Gangle (both extremely sleep-deprived) have a fun time.
Notes:
hi! back again, let me know if i need to add or change anything!! i really love writing this stuff haha
humanized btw!!
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Chapter Text
“Hey?” Zooble whispered, turning around. “You asleep?”
Gangle, half-asleep, nodded and cuddled closer to her partner's chest, “Go back to s’eep.”
“Sorry—I just—I had an idea,” They mumbled, kissing Gangle’s head, she smiled and wrapped her legs around Zooble’s waist.
“What was it?” She whispers.
“Uhm… y’know how you were saying those things about, like, knives and stuff?”
Gangle flinches, her grip loosening as she backs away, “You heard that? I—I only wrote it in…”
“I didn’t mean to read it… But like… it kind of… fell off your bed and…” Zooble stammered. Gangle’s face is red, grabbing a pillow and whacking them in the face, over, and over, and over.
“You asshole!” She hissed, before jolting back. “W—wait… how much did you read?”
Zooble looks around, itching their neck awkwardly, “Just… to the knife part?”
Gangle, still suspicious, sighs and slumps back against the bed. While Zooble stands up and goes to leave the room — whispering something as they walk. But Gangle was too tired to listen.
She finds herself alone, again, still frozen in her bed, she thinks. She thinks a lot.
And that’s when the woman jumps up, rushing to her dresser and pulling open the drawers. She rummages through a million pairs of underwear, bras, and socks , until she finds her favorite silk top folded up neatly in the corner. She grabs it, along with the matching panties — putting them both on carefully and then climbing back into bed.
“Alright, I’m back,” Zooble mumbles, shutting the door quietly. “You still up?”
Gangle simply hums, her legs already shaking. Zooble chuckles, walking over and placing something heavy on the nightstand. They hoist themselves onto the bed and over Gangle’s small form, now beginning to pull down the blanket, slowly. And little by little, revealing every tiny bit of Gangle’s pale, fresh body, Zooble smirks, running a hand down her already sweaty thigh.
“Such a pretty girl,” They mutter, leaning down to sink their teeth into her calf. The dress’s white lace rubbing against Zooble’s forehead — enticing them to go ever further up. Gangle feels her groin and her stomach fill and swirl, a familiar sensation, it's deep, warm, and she can’t stop it from rushing to her head.
Zooble continues their work, leaving deep red and purple marks up her leg, eventually reaching Gangle's tight g-string.
“S—sorry… about that…” Gangle stutters, squirming under Zooble’s soft hands, “I know they’re kind of s—s—small.”
Zooble smirks, humming, “Oh, no, this is good, so good,” they say, sliding their hand under the edge of her underwear. “Just stay still, okay?”
Gangle nods, chewing on her fingers, her eyes fixated on the scene below her — all while Zooble pulls down her panties with still, strong hands. They trace her hips carefully, moving closer to dig their teeth into her bicep, Gangle’s legs tremble under the contact, her lip wobbles.
“Aw, does that hurt, baby?” Zooble sits up, rubbing her marks. “Do I need to stop, hm?”
“N—no… p’ease…”
“What?”
Gangle exhales, pulling her fingers out of her mouth, “Please keep going…”
Zooble nods, going down to lick her wet pussy, savoring every bit of her tightness, they feel their own body grow shaky as well, humming. Gangle moans, gripping their hair.
Zooble pulls away, licking their lips and using their open hand to stroke their girlfriend's cheek, “Such a good girl, yes we are… I think you deserve a reward, don’t you, honey?” They ask, their body pumping with every little moan. Gangle nods, but it’s hard to understand anything through the fog that her brain is in.
Zooble moves out of her eyesight, just for a bit, but even then it’s sickening to her. Everything’s twisting and swirling around her, her lip trembling as she blubbers her partner's name. Zooble shushes her, gently taking something sharp and tracing her skin with it, she freezes, quivering under the sensation. Zooble chuckles, taking the knife and trailing it down her body, lining her curves ever so gently. They whisper encouraging words to her, shushing her when she moans a bit too loudly.
“Almost there, my girl, just hold on for me… okay?”
“Zo— Zooble, please, go… go deeper, please,” Gangle whispers, her groin pulsing as the blood rushes to her head.
Zooble, excited, but still a bit reluctant, agrees, as they put more pressure on the knife and position it at her hip. Enough to leave marks, but not enough to draw blood, too scared to go further, not to cause genuine damage. That’s when new, cloudy thoughts invade their head, their body tingling, “Is… is that… good?”
“Yeah…” Gangle moans, grabbing Zooble’s head roughly, “‘M need you too, oh, Zooble, fuck.”
Zooble laughed, putting the knife up and rubbing Gangle’s stomach, moving their hands under her silk top. Occasionally sinking their fingers deep enough to leave a few deep marks. Then, they decide to move further up, pulling the silk top and sinking their face deep into the woman’s breasts.
Zooble feels Gangle’s wetness pooling on the mattress, staining both the sheets and Zooble’s pants, making them shiver in pleasure. This only increases their drive, pushing deeper into her chest and sucking and biting her skin. All while Gangle’s mushy brain tries to form words, but she can barely open her mouth, just moaning along happily.
“There we go,” Zooble sighs, pulling away from her chest, “I’m going to need you to quiet down for this next part… okay?”
Gangle moans in response, her reply getting cut off by Zooble’s rough fingers being shoved into her mouth. She relaxes against them, embracing Zooble’s hot and gooey mouth biting into her neck — their hushed hissing only increasing her drive. She grinds against their leg, grabbing their waist and pulling them close.
Zooble, however, pulls away, making Gangle whine, loudly, but they only shove their fingers deeper, “Hey, I’m not done, okay? You need to be patient, babygirl. You need to learn manners.”
Gangle kicks her legs, biting and whining around Zooble’s hand, they just chuckle, “Such an anxious girl, what will I ever do with you… hm?”
Gangle shrieks, grabbing at Zooble’s chest, growing impatient. So they slowly pull their fingers out of her mouth, shushing her the whole time, “Okay, there you go, princess , now, what were you wanting?”
Gangle sniffled, wiping their face and stammering, “I—I want a kiss…”
“And what do we say?”
Gangle’s lip quivers, her gaze fixed on Zooble’s mouth, “Please?”
“There we go,” They say, leaning in and kissing the other deeply, closing their eyes. Gangle’s demeanor noticeably shifts, the whimpering disintegrating into soft purring. Zooble pulled away and rubbed her cheeks, whispering soft reassurances in her ear, “Good girl, good job, it wasn’t that hard now.. was it?”
Gangle nodded her head almost instantly, barely able to decipher anything they said by now, too worn out from well… everything.
“You think they… they heard us?” Gangle pants, Zooble shrugs, falling back onto the bed and pulling the covers over them, “Eh… who cares.”
Gangle giggled, rubbing her legs together at the thought. All while Zooble pretended not to notice.
Notes:
i hoped you liked!! please let me know if you have any request/ideas!! and comment if youd like!
Chapter 4: abstradgey sex: café edition
Summary:
Zooble makes things public.
Notes:
im so glad people like these shshs,, it kind of means a lot since these kind of help me cope as well as improve w my writing. so i hope you like this!!
human universe btw!
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Chapter Text
Gangle didn’t really understand the concept of a ‘café’ adventure, to her, it seemed pretty mundane, especially for Caine's standards. But it was still nice. Currently, she was stuck drawing in the corner, while Jax and Ragatha bickered loudly next to her. While Pomni and Zooble were stuck working the back, making all the drinks for the rowdy NPC’s, Kinger was supposed to be helping out, too, but he was… somewhere.
Gangle squirmed in her seat, focusing on her sketchbook. She felt a movement next to her, but she tried to ignore it, figuring it was Jax being thrown around— well , hoping. Her eyes were locked on the paper, focusing on the anatomy. Even if she hadn’t been human for a while, she had a good idea of what she wanted to look like.
A soft hand brushes her shoulder, tracing her skin. Gangle exhaled slowly, looking up, she opened her mouth and she tried to speak, but—
“What’s that?” Zooble questions, looking over at her drawing. Gangle flinches, her hands shaking as she shoves her notebook in her bag, “I—I—I’m sorry! I was just drawing s—s—stuff… nothin’ much…”
“Looked good, though,” Zooble whispered, moving their hand down to her leg, rubbing it gently. “Why can’t I see?”
Gangle squeaks, her face flushing as she shirks away, “Well, I… just a lot of… uh… anime stuff…”
Zooble tilts their head, their gaze locked on Gangle’s red face, and they snicker. Gangle, however, struggles to speak, her face contorting into an awkward smile. Zooble moves their hand up the woman’s thigh, squeezing it gently when they reach the edge of her skirt.
Gangle’s face flushed, she could barely breathe, “Uhm… Z—Zooble, what are you—?”
“Just let me… it’ll feel good.”
Gangle didn’t need any convincing, smiling widely and pulling Zooble closer. Zooble hums, rubbing their hand up and down her thigh, her legs tremble, shaking at the gentle contact.
“Oh, there we are, my girl,” Zooble whispers, slipping their fingers up her skirt. They poke and prod around for a little until they get to Gangle’s soft underwear. She whimpers, her hands and feet frozen, she could barely move — her lungs are cold. She feels her brain tip backwards, and almost melt at the sensation.
Zooble leans down, grabbing the other side of her underwear and pulling her panties to her knees. Gangle’s whole body is shaking now, a small bit of sticky liquid staining the café’s chair. She moans, shoving her head into Zooble’s chest, shutting her eyes. The others don’t quite realize what’s going on, Kinger is still gone, Pomni is much too busy, but Jax and Ragatha, well…
Jax just stared, squinting at the scene a few tables away, he tried to open his mouth to say something, but he was distracted by Ragatha’s talking.
“Don’t pay attention to them,” Zooble whispers, rubbing her groin. “I’ll make you feel good, okay?”
Gangle nodded, focusing on Zooble’s soft hands, as Zooble carefully slid their fingers into Gangle’s wet opening. Her legs begin to tremble, while Zooble simply sighs — shoving Gangle against the wall.
The woman whimpered, her lip wobbling, but Zooble shushed her again, pumping their fingers in and out of Gangle’s tight pussy. She moans, her whole body going limp, electric-like tingling coursing through her veins. She could barely breathe, she could barely speak. She felt like she was choking, but she felt so good. She felt her walls closing around Zooble’s fingers, as they thrust deeper into her body, warming and filling her.
“Good girl, making them all so jealous, huh? God, what a good girl,” Zooble whispered, breathing heavily into her ear, still pumping her fingers into Gangle’s cunt… but just slower now, trying to let her catch her breath.
And that just makes it worse. She whines, collapsing into Zooble’s arms with a huff. She tries to talk, but all that comes out is a long string of disgruntled mumbles. Zooble just keeps going deeper, though there isn’t much room now, they do as much as they can to still please her — licking and kissing the side of her neck. Gangle melts at the action, Zooble fixated on covering her skin with bite marks.
Ragatha, who was still stuck sitting next to Jax, began to eye the two of them, “Uhm… g—guys? What are you…”
Jax gulps, “We should leave,” he says, standing up.
“Well, maybe they—”
“No,” Jax snaps, grabbing her arm. “Let’s uhm… let’s go…” He muttered, his face red.
Zooble smirks, ignoring the pair behind her, instead fixating on their girlfriend’s shaking legs, “I won’t let anyone go anywhere near you, okay?”
Gangle nods, her face flushed from not only Zooble, but the publicity of all this, the way everyone watched her, the little eyes crawling up her spine — it was riveting, how disgusted they all were, how jealous they all were. Gangle hums, squirming in Zooble’s hold, as they slowly pull their fingers out of her entrance.
She whines painfully, pulling them even closer. Zooble simply sighs and pulls her small body down, shuffling back so she’d have room to lie down. All Gangle can do is squirm, her mouth so dry she can barely breathe .
“I know, I know, my girl,” Zooble whispers, rubbing her legs. “But we need to clean you up, I need to clean up, too.”
Gangle, grabbing her throat and sitting up, swallows deeply, leaning onto Zooble and whispering, “We should keep going, and then I can… try something? With you?” She asks, her voice still weak from her tirade, but raspy and breathy to Zooble’s ear. She rubs their chest, poking at the buttons on their shirt. They smile, before realizing the mess they made below them.
“Oh, uh , yeah, we should clean up, shouldn’t we?” Gangle asks, shuffling away from the chair, Zooble shrugs.
“Eh, it’s not like any of this is real, anyway,” They reply.
“Good, ‘cause I have an idea…” Gangle whispers, running a hand through Zooble’s hair, “Can I go next?”
Zooble flinches, their grip tightening around Gangle’s waist, pressing their fingers deep into her waist.
“I’ll take that as a yes,” Gangle says, pulling her underwear back up and standing up, even though she was still a bit wobbly — she was able to drag Zooble to their feet with ease.
They both make their way to the back, ignoring the mess they made in the corner.
They could deal with that later, after all.
Notes:
comment if youd like! i’d love any ideas you have as well!! only if u want:)
Chapter 5: elevator
Summary:
Caine sets up an office adventure.
Notes:
human abstradegy again… sorry >_> i’ll do circus form soon!! human is just a bit easier !! also my first day of uni is like tomorrow THIS is what i’m doing …
uhm also warning?? mommy kink. idk if that’s means a warning or not. i don’t really know how to quite write one so please forgive me if i wrote it wrong
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Chapter Text
Zooble couldn’t wait to be done with this.
The adventure was an office adventure do your best to cooperate with your fellow employees, and whoever does the best gets… nothing. A pat on the head, maybe. Sure, Zooble thought it was pretty mundane, and miserable, but it was normal, at least.
The elevators were the calmest, though — the mind-numbing buzzing, though the occasional loud tones were a bit much. It was still nice. It felt like home almost, real earth. They wished they got to do more adventures like this.
Zooble had found themself in the elevator multiple times, as they were tasked with delivering the same messages to Jax numerous times. And now, thankfully, they were stuck in the elevator for the sixth time, alongside Gangle.
“So, uhm, are you going to floor eleven, too?” Gangle asked, fiddling with her vest. Zooble looks up, glancing over to respond before…
Zooble doesn’t think they’d ever seen a skirt that short before. And that was saying a lot. They scanned over Gangle’s body, admiring the way her tight vest
It didn’t take Gangle long to notice where their gaze was leading, she blushed, pulling her skirt down. She giggles nervously, brushing herself off, “I—uhm, apologies , I hadn’t realized…”
That’s when the elevator stops, and Gangle squeaks loudly.
“W—What’s happening?!” She stutters. “Why are we stopped?”
“Oh, nothin’,” Zooble whispers, stepping closer to Gangle. “Just wanted to try somethin’…”
“Z—Zooble… what about Caine…”
“We’re gonna be fine, just… let me take over, alright?”
Gangle nods, smiling and unbuttoning her vest, but Zooble stops her.
“Let me do that,” They whisper, their hands carefully going down her vest, unbuttoning each button until they reach the bottom, then yanking it off. They make their way down to the woman’s skirt, running a hand up her thigh. Gangle moaned, grabbing at her shirt.
“Z—Zooble, I—”
“ Shhh ,” Zooble hushed. “I’m almost there, I promise.”
Gangle’s legs shook, her whole body quaking at Zooble’s gentle contact — their hands still kneading Gangle’s soft skin. They lean in, pulling down the other’s skirt, “There we are, is that what you needed?”
Gangle giggles, reaching down to put a hand on Zooble’s head, then letting out a shaky sigh, “Please, do it.”
Zooble hums, moving up and beginning to lick Gangle’s legs, sliding their fingers under the waistband of her underwear. Already, Zooble can tell she’s wet.
“Such a pretty girl,” Zooble says, pulling Gangle’s panties and revealing her throbbing groin. Her legs continued to vibrate from the anticipation, closing her eyes and letting Zooble take her. They begin by lapping her entrance with their tongue, occasionally moaning and sniffling with intense, writhing pleasure. Gangle can barely move, just moaning in response.
Zooble, pulling their face away from Gangle’s pussy, moves their hands up her body and digs their fingers into her side. Gangle slides down the wall, sitting in front of them.
“Good girl,” they praise. “Such a precious princess, so good for me.”
“C’n I have a kiss?” Gangle asks, pulling at Zooble’s shirt. They nod, leaning and kissing her on the cheek, smiling once they hear Gangle’s soft moans.
“Now,” Zooble says, splitting Gangle’s legs apart. “How about we try something else?”
With her groin pulsing, she beams, letting Zooble reposition her on her back. Zooble takes their time, working their lips up Gangle’s stomach and leaving deep, purple marks all across her skin. All while their hands gripped her pudgy waist.
“M—M… Mom… uh!” Gangle whimpered, scrambling under Zooble’s towering form. “Ah! I’m—I’m so, so sorry! I didn’t mean…”
“No,” Zooble murmured, lowering themselves to whisper into Gangle’s ear. “Say it again,” they commanded, digging their fingernails deeper into Gangle’s waist.
Gangle’s squeal, though cringeworthy to Gangle herself, was music to Zooble’s ears. They had never felt such an instinct before, to completely take over and dote on the woman below them. Gangle began to squirm, opening her mouth to speak again.
“M… Mommy!” She shouts, leaning back and gripping Zooble’s shirt. “Why aren’t you…”
“What do you say?” Zooble asked. “You know what I need to hear.”
“Please… Mommy.”
They smirked, “Good job, baby.”
Zooble had never felt such a rush hit them before, they’d felt their face flush as they began to slide their fingers into Gangle’s waiting vagina, delighting in the way she tightened around them. She gasps loudly, her chest burning.
“M—Mommy,” Gangle stammers. “Please, Mommy.”
“Good, good girl, such a perfect girl,” Zooble whispers, driving her fingers deeper into her body. “Is this all you wanted, sweetness?”
The woman’s brain feels like it's depleted into mush, she can barely think straight — her lower lip quivers as she tries to speak, but her dumb brain can barely conjure up a sentence. All she can do is paw at Zooble’s chest, a silent plea for them to undress themself.
“Ah,” they begin. “I can’t do that, hun, not until I’m done…”
Gangle, much to Zooble’s pleasure, began to rut and whimper against Zooble’s body — pulling two of their fingers in and out of their wet pussy. Gangle inhales sharply, feeling her groin throb at the sensation, her entire body writhing at their penetration. She pushes against it, then with it, thrusting her body up and down as her entrance encircles Zooble’s fingers. She feels like her brain is off, like her whole body is off. But she loves it, panting as Zooble pulls away.
“Aw, are you worn out?”
Gangle nods, her legs quivering from the sensation, her brain barely comprehending the question.
“Oh, I know, princess,” Zooble says, kissing her on the forehead. “But I know you liked it, didn’t you?”
Gangle moaned, squirming as Zooble pulled their skirt and panties back up, the woman finding solace on the cold elevator floor.
“‘S feels good…” Gangle drones. “Wanna go ‘gain.”
“Maybe after we both get some rest,” Zooble whispers, rubbing a gentle hand through Gangle’s hair. “And get cleaned up…”
The other squeaked, looking down, “Oh, oh yeah.”
Zooble, completely ignoring their mess on the ground and kissing their partner’s forehead, “Let me worry about this, okay? Just relax,” They mutter, carefully taking the smaller into their arms and picking them up.
Gangle’s face goes beet red , and she shifts her focus to buttoning up her vest.
Zooble kisses her cheek, whispering in the other’s ear, “My sweet baby…”
“Th—Thanks…” Gangle stammered. “For, uhm, taking care of me, it means a lot, Zooble.”
“Of course, I love having you,” Zooble murmured, standing up, still holding Gangle in their arms. “And don’t worry about the mess, or the NPCs… let Mommy handle it, okay?”
Gangle feels her legs twitch at the sudden rush, relaxing when she feels Zooble’s gentle hand rub her back.
She overhears her partner press a few buttons, and eventually, the elevator starts moving again.
But she doesn’t focus on that, instead focusing on the warmth exuding from Zooble’s body, sinking her head into the crook of their neck.
Notes:
hope this is okay! if you guys have any other ideas or suggestions let me know!!!
Chapter 6: the chapter where zooble has a dick
Summary:
After Gangle has a bad day, Zooble decides to treat her to a nice night.
Notes:
*ALSO HERE, they are NON-HUMAN, AND ARE IN THEIR CIRCUS FORMS
I KNOW I PROMISED TOP GANGLE but i had a bad day today and i Kinda needed mommy zooble. i wanna try using different pronouns for zooble in the future too.
also i wrote this watching family guy.
(See the end of the chapter for more notes.)
Chapter Text
“Hey,” Zooble whispered, their voice softening as it only softens when they’re around Gangle. They hear her sheets rustle, a soft whine escaping from underneath.
Zooble sighs, shutting the door and walking towards the woman.
“Oh, sweetie,” they coo. “I heard what happened…”
Gangle whines pitifully, Zooble still kneeling next to their bed, “I, uh, choked Jax for you, though, if that makes you feel any better.”
Gangle squirmed under the blankets, poking her face out a bit and sniffling.
“Thanks…” She croaked, her eyes fixed on her ribbons. Zooble hummed, placing a gentle hand on her cheek. “Does someone need some special help? Hm?”
Gangle wiped her eyes, even with her mask, she could feel her face flushing, (if she even had one, anyway.) The woman rubbed her legs together, her brain beginning to melt at the thought. Zooble noticed this, humming as they carefully pulled the blanket off the bed and climbed in. Gangle could barely open her mouth, her throat dry, but she is throbbing, and her brain is buzzing as she relaxes under Zooble’s form.
“Let me take care of you, okay?” They whisper, carefully using a finger of theirs to slide into Gangle’s waiting mouth. She gags a bit at first, but then takes to it — relaxing back against the bed. Zooble then used their other hand to carefully slide it up and down Gangle’s shaky body. The woman whimpered under the pressure, Zooble continuing to caress her body.
“Aw, did you need this, princess?” Zooble asked. Gangle nods, gnawing on Zooble’s finger.
“Is my girl bored, hm?”
“No… Mommy, no,” Gangle mutters. “‘M not bored.”
If Zooble could smile, they would , as they could feel a million feelings rushing through their body, reaching their stomach and making them feel sick . But in a good way. They chuckled, sitting up on the bed, helping Gangle sit up as well. She’s a bit confused before she feels a strong hand on her back, pulling her closer.
Gangle blinks, and she’s already in Zooble’s lap, she stammers, squirming about.
“I—what are you…” She mumbles, feeling Zooble’s hand creep up her chest, making its way to her mouth. She lets out a tiny gasp, doing her best to be quiet.
“Shhh,” Zooble hushed, rubbing her back. “I know my baby needs some more time, she’s very, very sleepy, aren’t you, baby?”
Gangle hummed, leaning her head on Zooble’s shoulder, grabbing their hand, and pulling it away from her mouth.
“‘M not feeling good, J—Jax was—”
“Hey, we don’t need to be talkin’ about him, okay?” They said, taking one of Gangle’s ribbons and caressing it so gently, “This time is reserved just for my princess, isn’t it?”
Gangle giggles, nodding along. While Zooble keeps talking, not even realizing the effect they were having on her until…
Zooble’s eyes widened, their gaze fixed on the scene in their lap, “Oh.”
Oh.
Even with the limits of the circus, members could occasionally feel more human-like sensations, it was rare, but—
“God, you’re so wet for me, babygirl,” Zooble purred, their hand gently gracing Gangle’s neck. The woman gasps, her brain struggling to form anything coherent.
“Mommy, mommy…” She pleads, looking and pushing away from Zooble. “S—stop it…”
Zooble carefully traces Gangle’s opening, whispering soft and comforting words into her ear, reveling in her hushed moans.
Gangle falls off Zooble’s lap and back against the bed, her legs already weak. The other chuckles, letting out a nervous sigh before moving closer to a Gangle.
“Oh, what a good girl, so excited for me, hm?”
“Mmhm… Mommy… please?”
Zooble cooed, rubbing a thumb against Gangle’s mask, “I know, it’s mean of me to keep you waiting, isn’t it? Let me just…”
That’s when Zooble turned around and began shuffling through their toybox, pushing past a few parts until they found… it.
Gangle sits up, her eyes wide, “Is that a strap-on? You can have that?”
Zooble chuckles, fiddling with the ‘appendage’ for a bit until they manage to fit it on. While Gangle covered their mouth and watched.
“Well. I kind of… made it myself? I know you’re used to my, well, usual, so I thought you deserved a surprise.”
Gangle’s legs throb, her whole body shaking from the sick sense of pleasure controlling her brain. She thought about everything she wrote, and well, drew, in her blue sketchbook — her heart raced and her mouth went dry. She could barely breathe, as Zooble’s hands massaged her sides, holding her steady.
Zooble carefully slid their, well, makeshift, penis in. It was a bit awkward at first, since neither of them was experienced in… this way of things. Her entrance is tight, the woman’s ribbons tightening and curling around the sudden pressure. Gangle feels her whole body stiffen, blood rushing to her head. As Zooble begins to slowly thrust themselves into her body, watching as her ribbons wriggled and wrapped around their member. Zooble shudders at the sudden enveloping, the sensation sending a sudden warmth through what would be her genitals.
“Fuck, baby, look at you,” Zooble moans, Gangle sighs, attempting to stammer some sort of response — but all she could manage was a few breathy moans. Their dick flexing and is tense inside her beautiful body. Her ribbons pulsed, pumping up and down as Zooble thrusted their way inside, their hands gripping her sides tightly.
“It’s alright, babygirl, I’m here, let Mommy handle this, okay?”
Gangle nods, wrapping her arm-ribbons around Zooble’s waist, pulling her closer. Zooble began to increase their speed, but made sure to be just as gentle.
“Fu— fuck, you’re so good, good girl, my sweet girl, oh!”
Gangle whimpers, her grip around Zooble tightening with every passing second, “Ah! Uh! God, Mommy! Ah… fuck!”
Zooble shushed her, placing a steady finger to her lips. Gangle felt a tidal wave of feelings rush to her brain, her groin pulsating and her lower ribbons squirming. Her legs wouldn’t stop trembling, and she locked eyes with Zooble, who was also trying to control themself.
“You okay, honey?” They ask through frantic breaths, still thrusting back and forth inside Gangle’s frail body. Gangle simply nods again, feeling Zooble’s dick making a sacred space for itself in her body, they begin slowing down, just a bit, their cock twitching in her body cavity. Zooble pants, their arms shaking until they finally feel…
It’s a heavy, heavy release, days of pent-up desires and messy thoughts spilling out all over Gangle’s insides and onto the bed. Zooble is leaning down and breathing heavily against Gangle’s neck. Their voice is weak, shot from pure exhaustion. Their stomach burns in the best way possible, their groin pulsating as they relax inside Gangle. The sheets are wet, Gangle’s legs are wet, and Zooble—
“Oh… oh, Gangle,” Zooble blubbers. “Oh baby, you did so good, didn’t you, my princess?”
Gangle lets out a heavy sigh, feeling Zooble carefully pull out, their dick twitching in relief. They fall onto the bed, pulling Gangle into their arms and humming.
Gangle giggles softly, melting in their arms, “Zooble?” She whimpers. Zooble opens their eyes, looking down, “Yeah, princess?”
“Thank you…” She mumbles, her trembling, sore form curling up in Zooble’s arms. Her ribbons entwined with the other’s plastic parts, “I want to try to… treat you next time… if I can.”
“Yeah?” They questioned, shuffling impossibly closer — they propped their head against their girlfriend’s mask, and for a second, they swore they could feel her hair.
Gangle smiles, “Maybe someday, we can do this without all of… well, this,” she murmurs, gesturing to her ribbons. Zooble chuckles, trying to ignore the slight pinch of desolation settling in.
They sink in Gangle’s firm hold, feeling a warm ribbon gently stroke the side of their face.
“We will, someday,” Zooble says, tapping their head against the top of Gangle’s mask. “I’ll make sure of it.”
Notes:
i wanna make sure they both get turns to be taken care of so i will do top gangle (maybe like when she was at spudsys? i kinda wanna do her right tho and do it with her “”normal”” mask instead. ..? if that makes sense
and thaaaaaank you for all the wonderful comments. they made me feel a lot better and i’m so so grateful for them:) i hope this is okay. let me know if i should change it improve anything!!!! these writings help me a lot n i wana write them as well as i can
Chapter 7: hi welcome to spudsys
Summary:
Gangle wants to make Zooble happy.
Notes:
im really sorry that this isnt super good. i did my best because i wanted to make sure that it was realistic for gangle (in my eyes, at least). and i think zooble deserves to relax too
but im glad i wrote this to get out of my comfort zone anyway! im just very used to writing bottom gangle getting princess treatment (which is my favorite hahah)
(See the end of the chapter for more notes.)
Chapter Text
Zooble doesn’t remember the last time they had thoughts like this before.
They had focused so much on their misery, their damnation within the circus, which rarely left them with time to… pleasure themself. And it’s not like they really could; they could think about it, but they always tried not to, the reason simply being that their plastic body couldn’t sustain experiences of that variety. They had holes, yes, but they hadn’t yet brought themself to try them.
The thought of, well, doing it, ignited something within them, a sensation that used to be so familiar had now become almost foreign — they couldn’t focus on the adventure, on making the stupid burgers, on anything. All they could do was feel the blood pump to their groin, their legs going weak at the sensation.
They blink, sighing as they flip another patty, pressing it into the grill.
“Oh, Jaxy!” Gangle calls, rushing over to his spot at the drive-thru. We have dishes to do! It’s time to head over and get started! Hehehe…” she says, dragging him to the sink. Zooble watches them, glaring at the scene. They go back to staring at the grill, doing their best to get the racing thoughts out of their mind.
Gangle wraps a ribbon of hers around Jax’s arm — something she only ever did with them — and yanks him to the sink, walking away cheerfully once she’s finished. She never touched him like that, he barely touched anyone like that. Zooble struggles to breathe, their mouth drying as they try to avoid Jax’s prying gaze. Their body heats up, they can control it — and they know Gangle can’t control it, either.
They feel someone push against their back, then shuffle away. That's when Zooble finally whips around.
“The hell —oh,” They grumble, looking down and finding a rather disgruntled manager on the floor. They lean down, reaching out a hand for her to take.
Gangle wraps a ribbon around their open hand, their whole body tingling from the sensation. Zooble pulls them up, taking a deep breath. Gangle sighs and stands up, her legs still unsteady from the fall.
Zooble carefully wraps an arm around Gangle’s side, their stomach sinking a bit once they feel her flinch — they hum, bringing both their arms around her waist and holding her.
“Is this too much?” Zooble asks, their voice softening.
Gangle pulls away quickly, the smile on her face twitching a bit as she speaks, “Ah! No! I’m great! But maybe… I would feel even greater if I had my ribbons wrapped around your—”
“Gangle.”
It comes out sharper than they meant it to, like a command. It’s rough, deep — harshest they’ve ever spoken to her. They feel Gangle jolt, and that just makes it worse.
Her smile falls, “I—I’m sorry, I was just trying to—”
“Don’t,” Zooble says. “There’s something wrong with this, you shouldn’t do this just because I’m upset, and I…I think you need a break.”
The woman fidgets with her ribbons, her gaze fixed to the floor, “But I—this way… this way I can…”
“There’s not ‘a way,’ especially not with us, I think the mask—”
“But I like the mask,” Gangle says. “I feel good, I—I can do so many things! I can, I could do them before but I didn’t realize it! And, I can do them with you, now.”
“I know, I’m glad you do, but you shouldn’t be doing this just because you think it’ll fix you or… something.”
“I do want to do it,” She whispers, curling an arm ribbon and wrapping it around Zooble’s arm. “I want to make you feel good like I feel, well, g—good, and I want you to be h—happy… and… this will help me make you feel… feel happy. This—this mask you gave me helps me with that, really.”
“But I am happy.”
“But you’re always making me happy, I wanna make you happy,” Gangle mutters.
Zooble sighs, their eyes softening as they run a hand down the side of her mask, “Do you… Do you want to keep the mask on?”
“Well, n—no, but I can?” She questioned weakly. Zooble nods, “If you really want to, baby.”
Gangle hums, bringing her ribbons up to her face and gently removing the mask from her face, placing the plastic mask on top of the counter. She stares at it for a few seconds before shifting her attention to Zooble.
“Does that feel better?” They ask, pulling her closer. Soft. Safe. Their hands rub her back, then use one of them to undo her belt. “We can go somewhere a little more… quiet.”
“ No,” Gangle bellows, wrapping a ribbon gently around the other’s neck. “Zooble! Office, now.”
Zooble blushes, moaning quietly as they’re dragged to Gangle’s office, their heart, if they still had one, thumping loudly against their chest. The woman throws them into the room, their back slamming against the desk with a loud thud! As Gangle rips off her belt, throwing off her pants.
Zooble attempts to take theirs off, too, but they’re interrupted by Gangle’s silk ribbons pushing past their hands, and ripping their jeans off quickly.
“Whoa, Gangle you— mpmh!” Zooble exclaims, letting out a few muffled moans as Gangle thrusted into them, feeling her ribbons make her way inside their waiting entrance. And for the first time in years, Zooble's legs go almost numb, as the area in between their legs grows damp with their wetness. They fight to be able to think, their face flushing as they squirm.
“Mhm… Gangle, you’re so good, oh, fuck,” They whine, tapping their head against Gangle’s mask. Zooble’s breath graces Gangle’s neck, as they rut hopelessly against the woman’s body. Both of them grind into each other, the floor growing slicker by the minute.
“Stay still, baby,” Gangle orders, gently inserting a ribbon into Zooble’s tight cunt — moaning loudly as she feels their walls pulse and twitch around her ribbon.
Zooble whimpers, their legs shifting around weakly as they grip Gangle’s shirt, leaving marks across the fabric.
“Shut it,” She orders, smiling when she feels Zooble flinch, then sink into her arms. But Gangle continues to mutter over top of them, “Don’t fucking speak.”
Her words ravaged Zooble’s mind, infecting their brain and making a home in their messy brain. Their hands shake around Gangle’s waist, tugging at her shirt again and digging their fingers deep into her back.
“Mpmh… Gangle, baby,” Zooble whispers. “I can’t… I can’t… oh!”
Zooble’s lower body jolts, their legs trembling as they release all over the tile floor. Gangle giggles, gently pulling out and using their other ribbon to pet their face. They groan, slumping against the desk.
Gangle plops down next to them, resting her head on their lap.
“Good work,” she pants. “You’re… getting… promoted…”
Zooble chuckles, patting her back, “I love you.”
Gangle would’ve said it back, but she was already drifting off in their lap.
Notes:
please let me know if i need to add or change anything. and let me know what kind of ideas/"practices" i should right next! im still a bit new to sexual stuff, so im open to learn about new things i havent heard of yet.
thank you for reading!
Chapter 8: a helpful remedy (gangle gets fucked)
Summary:
Gangle comes down with the circus’ version of a ‘cold,’… and it’s up to Zooble to help her.
Chapter Text
Gangle was simply sick at first. That’s all she was, sick.
Well, of course, you couldn’t get sick in the circus, but there were instances of one's code bugging, which tended to cause general discomfort… like glitching, nausea, something that seemed alarmingly like visual snow. All symptoms were worse than the typical cold, but they were rare, thankfully.
Gangle was recovering; her case wasn’t horrible. Ragatha always got the worst of it. But she was still struggling to walk; her whole body was too weak to do much of anything. Mentally, she was fine; she was drawing, even. But physically, she was bouncing between sick and well, horny.
It wasn’t uncommon for her when she was ill, especially since she was stuck alone for so long. Her partner was gone. All the other members were gone. It was easy, all she had to do was lie back and—
“Uh, hey, Gangle,” Zooble’s soft voice echoes. Gangle flinches, gulping at their entrance. She shoots up from under the bedsheets and does her best to meet their gaze.
“What were you… Oh,” They mummured, but they perked up a bit once realizing where they were. “Oh.”
“‘M sorry, I—uh—I didn’t realize you were coming, and I—I—just… I thought you were still on the adventure…”
Zooble closes the door, dropping the supplies they’d brought on Gangle’s bedside table. They kneel next to her bed, reaching a hand out to rub the woman’s stomach.
“Are you feeling better?” Zooble asks. Gangle nods, prompting Zooble to ask another question.
“Are you feeling… needy?”
Gangle’s eyes widen, her lower lip wobbling as she nods.
“Aw, okay,” Zooble coos, as they climb into bed carefully, stroking the other’s head. Gangle lets out a breathy moan, her already wet pusst dampening the sheets under her. Her legs begin to tremble as she feels a deep pressure enter her waiting slit. Zooble smiles.
“Oh, there we are,” they whisper, their voice sending chills down Gangle’s spine. Zooble chuckles, “Oh, you’ve been waiting for this, haven’t you?”
Gangle’s face goes red, her whole body stiffening. But she doesn’t flinch or back away, not like she did before — instead, she leans in, and sinks her teeth gently into Zooble’s collarbone. Gangle’s teeth left deep purple marks in the other’s skin. Zooble pulls their fingers out carefully, kissing Gangle's forehead.
“Oh… my baby,” they moan, running a hand through her hair. “Good girl, such a good girl, my precious princess.”
The woman beamed, jerking away from the other and looking away. But Zooble kept going, “Yes! You… you’re my precious princess, my sweet girl.”
Gangle giggles, rubbing her thighs together and mumbling to herself — Zooble takes a special interest in this, driving her fingers back into their girlfriend's wet pussy. Her legs begin to quake as she lets out a hushed gasp.
“Oh? Right there, babygirl?” Zooble asked softly, gently kissing the side of the woman’s face. Gangle squeaked, her fingernails digging into Zooble’s back. Their fingers are rough, but Gangle knows they don’t mean it, but she can’t help but melt at the contact. Her whole body tingling at the penetration — Zooble pumping harshly in and out of Gangle’s wet cunt. Her head feels funny, a deep fuzziness wrapping itself around her brain and sinking in.
“Such a good girl for Mommy,” Zooble praises, feeling the woman soften in their hold. But all Gangle can do is whimper, her vagina fluttering and twitching around their fingers. While Zooble uses their other hand to insert a thumb into her mouth, feeling the woman’s sharp teeth gnaw at her finger, wanting so desperately to moan.
Zooble tuts, “You need to hush, baby, we need to be quiet.”
“M’mmy, Mommy, mmph…” Gangle mutters, dropping her hands from the other’s back and losing focus. Her muffled whines and cries are silenced by Zooble’s protective presence.
She can barely speak, her brain mushy as she tries to form thoughts — she smiles and hums, letting Zooble continue to thrust their finger into her.
“Z—Zooble, Mommy…” She moans. “‘M gotta… I have to…”
“No,” Zooble orders, using their other hand to dig deeper into Gangle’s mouth — smiling when she gagged. “Not yet, we’re not done yet, are we?”
“‘M no…” The woman muttered, feeling her groin pulsate around Zooble’s firm fingers. “N–not yet…”
“Good girl.”
It’s a hostile act, but it feels safe, letting Zooble’s intense heat envelope her as they slowly pulled their fingers out of her mouth. At the same time, their other hand slid in and out of her wet vagina, her vulva twitching with every movement. Zooble smiles, sighing as they kiss the woman deeply, shoving her tongue deep into Gangle’s mouth. They feel her body shake from underneath them, their crotch rubbing against the woman’s open entrance. Gangle gasps, trying to take in as much air as she can.
“Now.” Zooble whispers, slowly dragging their fingers out of Gangle’s throbbing pussy — smiling when they feel their girlfriend release onto their hand, as well as the bed. Gangle moans loudly, blood pumping to her vagina as she finally climaxes, squirming when she feels the dampness of the sheets.
Zooble coos, running a hand through Gangle’s messy hair, while their other hand grips her pudgy hips, their mouth moving from Gangle’s lips to her pale stomach, taking small, gentle bites of her soft skin. The woman’s moans, her pussy growing even wetter, and her legs tingling at the sweet sensation.
“Good, good girl,” they hiss, as they shift their focus back up to Gangle’s face.
“‘M Zooble… keep talkin’ to me, p’ease, I—I…” Gangle stammers, tearing up a bit.
“Oh, of course, my sweet princess,” Zooble purrs, licking the side of her neck, reveling in the way their girlfriend shudders. “I love you, ugh, I love you so much, my girl.”
Gangle gulps, whimpering as she feels Zooble’s strong hands fondling her breasts; suckling the pudgy body below her.
“Mommy, Z—Zooble, Zooble, I love you, ‘m love you so much… mph!” Gangle murmurs, leaning in to kiss Zooble again, not flinching at all when they grab her neck.
“‘M l’ve ‘ou, too,” They say, sighing heavily as they slump against her warm body. Their chest burns as they nuzzle their head into the woman’s chest.
“You feel better?” They ask.
Gangle nods happily, rubbing the other’s back. She wants to say thank you. But she figures she can do that in the morning
Notes:
please let me know if i should add any tags. there’s some tags i see on other fics such as “creampie”?? wtf is this that?
okay maybe don’t tell me that exactly but you understand. correct .?
anyways i love coping with lesbian sex. i hope to see you next time
Chapter 9: gangle tries chains!
Summary:
Zooble treats Gangle to a fun night... but this time, it's a bit more restrictive than usual.
Notes:
hopw this is okay, these kind of help me cope and like. are a lot of fun for me
also there are chains in here, my first time writjng these so i hope it works well!!
(See the end of the chapter for more notes.)
Chapter Text
“Y’know, I really could go for another fast food adventure,” Pomni begins, before feeling Jax and Ragatha tense up beside her. “Okay, maybe not like, quite fast food, but like, I don’t know, lifeguarding?”
Ragatha cheerfully agrees, nudging Kinger to see if he thought the same. But, of course, he wasn't listening.
Gangle looks around before speaking, her hands shaking a bit, “I—I—uhm, I think… I…”
She flinches and gulps as she grips her stomach. The others look at her, puzzled — all except Zooble.
They grab her ass, again , and hard, their fingertips digging into her skin. The rest of the members went back to their conversation. While Gangle could barely breathe, the air was cold against her warm body.
That’s when they pinch her.
A wave of chills washes over her, her body trembling at the sudden sensation. She rubs her legs together, her groin pulsates, and her stomach does that thing she hates.
(She tells herself she hates it, anyway.)
A familiar and comforting voice finds its way to her ears, while a strong hand grips the nape of her neck. She feels her fatigue worsen as Zooble opens their mouth.
“We’re gonna head to bed.”
Once again, the rest of the cast began to eye both of them. Everyone found their behavior rather strange, but it didn’t matter.
By the time they had come up with something, the pair had already rushed off.
“So,” Gangle begins, sitting on the bed. “What do you wanna do , now?”
Zooble flinches, their face going red, “Uhm, I don’t really know. I—I was thinking, we could try some new things this time around,” They mutter, fiddling with the pages of Gangle’s sketchbook, “We could try… some of your things. I mean some of these… ideas seem pretty fun.”
“Huh?”
“Well, you know, that like, you… uh… the stuff you think of! The stuff you like! You like, are into…” Zooble stammers. “You’re into some… slimy stuff.”
Gangle narrows her eyes, tilting her head. She hums for a bit until…
“You!” She hisses, ripping the book from Zooble's arms.
“When did the snake thing happen? Don’t remember you being that much into it.”
“They're not snakes!” Gangle pleaded. “They’re… they’re uhm…”
“Tentacles?” Zooble questions, pulling the other in. “I’m not surprised, just curious.”
Gangle whimpered, shrugging and throwing the book onto the floor, “We should just focus on what you wanna do, okay?”
“But… I thought you had something for me?” She asks weakly. Zooble nods, holding her hand gently and leading her out of the room. They rush to their room, fiddling with the doorknobs a few times until it finally opens.
“Okay! Close your eyes.”
Gangle covers up her eyes, doing her best to resist her urges. She hears the loud clanging of metal — sharp, jagged sounds of ingot slamming against the wall, and Zooble’s frantic breathing is not helping her efforts. The woman opens her mouth to speak before her partner rushes back over to her, yanking her hands down.
“Uh… surprise!” Zooble says, holding Gangle’s hand.
“You… where… where did you get chains?”
Zooble smiles, kissing Gangle on the cheek and pulling her along. Attached to the bed were leg and arm shackles, almost too realistic to be made for such a cartoon-ish game.
“I got them from Caine, sort of? I told him I needed them to… work out.”
Gangle giggles, walking over to the bed and looking closer, she feels Zooble’s strong arms gently lower her against the mattress. Gangle feels her face grow hot, recognizing her partner's eagerness, she rips off her shirt. As Zooble guided her to the top of the bed — Zooble’s hands were already sliding off her pants, slipping their fingers under the waistband of her underwear.
“Wait, do we have, like, a safeword?”
Zooble flinches, already locking the shackles around Gangle’s feet, “Well, uh, we can do like… cupcake?”
“Too sexual, not food.”
“Turtle?”
Gangle cringes, shaking her head, “Don’t wanna think about animals.”
“Oh, yeah , uh, what about… window?”
Gangle hums, nodding. While Zooble focused on locking the cuffs around Gangle’s wrists, whispering sweet words into the woman’s ear. They pet her hair, kissing her head, rubbing their hand up her body. Gangle’s body was trembling from the affection, her eyes rolling to the back of her head. She tried to speak up she couldn't, partly due to her own anxieties, as well as Zooble’s sharp teeth.
“‘M Zooble, M—Mommy,” She whimpered, digging her fingers into their hair. “Just—just do it, you, you hurtin’…”
Gangle goes to rub her legs together, but is halted by the chains — she whines pitifully, and pats Zooble’s shoulder… who was already fixated on leaving hickies all over the woman’s plump body. She gasps, inhaling sharply and grabbing at Zooble’s body.
“Oh… someone’s impatient, aren’t you, princess?” They purr, their hands gripping her hips. “I’ll make my way down there, okay? You just relax…”
Gangle whimpers, fighting against her restraints, she tries to reach a finger to her mouth to gnaw on — but realizes her arms are too short. Zooble shushes her, but her pussy throbs. Her throat is dry, her mouth wet with words she can barely say.
Zooble slides down, carefully sliding off h and licking the already sticky mess between her thighs. Her legs shake, Zooble’s tongue licking up her leg until she reaches her pussy.
“Mommy,” Gangle moans, “Now…”
“Nope,” Zooble says. “What do we say?”
Gangle whimpers, sniffling as she kicks at the sheets, “Please?”
Zooble grins, their lips dragging against her groin. Her lungs burn, her arms tingle with a sweet sensation — her whole body begins to pulsate, as she humps desperately against the other’s face. She swallows thickly, gently releasing onto the sheets.
“There we go,” Zooble mutters, trying to ignore the way their own voice shook. They dig their nails into her thighs, leaving dark marks deep into her legs.
“M—Mommy, feel so good,” she stammers, fidgeting against her restraints. Her ankles and wrists burning from the contact, her loud moan cut off by Zooble’s mouth — as they dug their tongue deep into her mouth. The woman squeals, squirming.
“Shhh, my good girl, we’re almost done, aren’t we?” They coo. “We just gotta try one me time, okay?”
Zooble didn’t have to specify, as Gangle does her best to produce… well, that. The shackles help, making her groin pulse violently, but Zooble can tell she needs a bit of an extra push. They smile, carefully sliding a finger into Gangle’s throbbing vulva.
“Mmph! I… oh… M—Mommy…”
Zooble begins bringing their finger in and out of her wet vagina, delighting in her breathy moans. Her legs begin to shake, she tries to catch her breath but she’s too busy with her legs, and trying to keep them still.
She feels a pump to her vagina, her face growing even hotter than she already was. She squeaked, attempting to bring her legs together and do something.
“Oh, there we are, babygirl,” They chuckle, kissing Gangle’s slick thighs as she orgasms all over the sheets, Gangle's legs quaking at the sweet release. She opens her mouth, then closes it again, her lungs too hot and tired. The poor woman had worn herself out. Her eyes are heavy, her brain buzzing from the high.
Zooble shuffles up, kissing their girlfriend’s stomach before kissing her head once again. They carefully undo the chains attached to her limbs, leaning in to kiss her cheek, snickering softly.
But by that time, Gangle was already asleep.
Notes:
thank you so much for reading!!! if ypu have any improvments, ideas, or suggestions. let me know! i loooove sub gangle & dom zooble, but i love to swap them out, too!
comment if youd like. i love making new friends
Chapter 10: the breeding kink and tenth chapter special
Summary:
Zooble and Gangle explore each other's interests.
Notes:
i take myself way too seriously so pls excuse the weird gushiness in the beginning .
HUMANIZED!! also warnings for breeding kinks. and pregnancy at end is up for interpretation LOL haha
also zooble gets a dick here. dunno if that matters
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Chapter Text
Gangle never had to fear them; Zooble worked hard for that, and both of them did, really. It’s a miracle to be able to take in each other's heat and gasp as the other pushes against them — not just anyone inside this circus can say they have that with someone. Even with the hell they were trapped in, they still experienced a tiny glimpse of heaven, of normalcy, of peace, even if it was in a sloppy, primal way.
It wasn’t every night, but it was often enough to feel like it — Zooble would pull Gangle away, walk to their room, and make her human again. Or Gangle would do the guiding, both worked.
But, most of the time, Gangle would let Zooble take her, giggling and smiling as she’s tickled from the inside, touched softly — sometimes it feels like she’s gauged, eaten alive — wrapping her weak arms around Zooble’s strong frame.
Sometimes she wonders if any of the others get to have this; she hopes they do, but she isn’t sure.
“You okay?” Zooble asks, kissing the woman’s temple, Gangle nods tiredly, “Just thinkin’.”
Zooble feels her shift on their lap, their bulge growing increasingly more noticeable as Gangle rubbed against her. Their cock fluttered with pleasure, their chest bubbling up with desire as they burrowed their nails into the woman’s fleshy hips, pulling her closer, against their groin. Gangle whimpered, fiddling with her night gown and trying to slip it off, before Zooble stopped her.
“Let me, okay?” They whisper, kissing her neck and picking her up, tossing her onto the bed.
Gangle lets out a small gasp, watching as Zooble ripped off their jeans and threw them to the side.
They lean down and lift her nightgown, reveling in the way she squirmed, their fingers tracing the red panties underneath. There were light purple bruises at the edge of her hips, indicative of their other sexual encounters. Zooble smirked, squeezing her waist again, gently.
“I’m gonna make you feel so good,” Zooble mumbles, leaning down and kissing the woman’s stomach. Her whole body trembled under the pressure. “Won’t I, baby?” They ask, biting their lip.
Gangle rubs her legs together, biting her nail and shrugging — delighting in the way Zooble led. They chuckle, rubbing a gentle hand through her messy hair, “Have a full day, did ya’?”
Gangle nodded as Zooble began to pet and squeeze her face, squishing her cheeks and kissing them.
“Mpmh , Mommy, take ‘em off…” Gangle whined, grabbing at her underwear. They sigh, beginning to shush her as they shuffle them off her fidgeting legs. A rush of cold air breezes past her naked body, and chills roll up her spine as she moans, gripping Zooble’s shirt.
“Good girl,” Zooble thrums, thrusting themselves against Gangle’s pulsing groin. Their boxers lightly wet from their anticipation, they slam her body against the sheets. Gangle hums, waiting patiently as Zooble undressed themself, throwing their pants on the floor. Her brain is foggy, but in a good way, like she was safe, warm , and she could just relax and let Zooble’s body sink into her. Her body tingles, feeling Zooble’s strong legs shuffle to each side of her body, holding her body in place.
“You awake?” Zooble questions, nudging her.
Gangle nods, “Just waiting,” she says, sticking her tongue out.
“Brat,” Zooble groaned, fondness still coating their voice as they lowered themselves on top of the other’s body, sinking their teeth deep into the woman’s shoulder, peeling back her strap as they did so. They make quick work, leaving small, red marks across Gangle’s body.
“Alright, just let me do this next part, okay?” They ask, carefully spreading their legs apart. Gangle nods as Zooble’s eyes survey every inch of her body, while they slowly slide their quivering member inside Gangle's wet vagina. She shivers, blood rushing from her vagina to her head — she can barely think straight, her thoughts even less coherent than they were before, she can’t control the way she moans their name… or the way she grabs Zooble’s shirt, pulling herself closer. There’s a wave of emotions that courses through her, her eyes fixed on the wall, groaning quietly as they feel their pussy wrap around their dick, reveling as it twitches inside her.
“Mommy, keep goin’,” Gangle slurs, feeling Zooble press deeper inside her. Her mouth begins to dry as she tries to form words — her hands are clammy, shaky, but they aren’t uncertain, especially where Zooble’s concerned. The feeling is closer to expectant, anticipatory, she whines, struggling to speak, “Mommy, now—”
That’s when Gangle feels a hard, cold smack to her face, and a large handprint is stamped onto the side of her face. Tears come to her eyes and threaten to cascade down her face; her lip quivers as she feels Zooble grip her jaw and jerk her head upward.
“What do we say?”
Gangle sniffles, breathing quickly and harshly, “Mpmh… p—p—please?”
Zooble smiles, kissing her forehead, “Sweet princess, so needy for me,” they mutter. They smile as the woman gurgles, slowly beginning to thrust in and out of her entrance gently, her wet canal swollen and expecting. Zooble begins to increase their speed, steadily pumping in and out of her wet opening. Gangle’s pussy throbs, somehow relaxing and stinging at the same time — waiting for the moment Zooble expels inside of her.
“Mommy, ‘m need you to, oh! Need you… need you now! Need you to— oh!”
Zooble doesn’t bother trying to decipher what she’s saying, instead pumping harder and faster. And suddenly, a new and fascinating instinct floods over her. A feeling that sucks her in and envelops her fully. It’s odd, truly, especially with their… situation. But for some reason, Gangle just couldn’t shake it.
“Mmm! Zooble! Make me, make me yours! ‘M b—breed me! Fuck, I need to be to be…” Gangle wailed, crying against Zooble’s chest. Who jolted at the sudden request, but once realizing the extent of her desires, their sick, sweet urges only intensified. “I’m right here, babygirl? Just keep takin’ for Mommy, they’re almost— ah!”
Zooble thrusts one final time, releasing their warm cum into Gangle’s body, letting her soak in the heat from their cock, before they slowly pull out.
They bring a steady hand to Gangle’s stomach, their abdomen noticeably puffier from Zooble’s seed. Gangle felt so full, happy, glowy… but that was probably because of the sweat.
Zooble leans in and kisses the woman's collarbone, trailing from her upper chest to her neck. Their hands were rubbing circles on top of her stomach, kissing it as well. They were almost scared of touching her, as if they’d ruin everything with a simple touch. Their heart thumps loudly against their chest, and they try to make sense of everything they had through breathless, heavy words.
“I—I love you, Gangle,” they stammer, kissing her stomach again and pulling her nightgown back over her torso.
Gangle hums, “‘M love you, too,” she says, kissing the other’s cheek happily.
Notes:
hey!! sorry if this wasnt the best! i am doing my best to improve tho. so let me know if i should add or change anything.
i have two ways of coping. making gangle-centric angst or making these
let me know if you liked! (if u want)
Chapter 11: gangles first blow job
Summary:
After a terrible day, Zooble wants to help Gangle explore some of her deepest desires.
OR: Zooble gets their dick sucked. Then gives Gangle a little gift after.
Notes:
sort of a prequel to all of these idk. i wanna write princess treatment but i can’t figure out how to write !! i kinda wish i could go more in depth about nsfw for them cuz i have SOO much for them!! i love to talk about them in general too. i also think i wanna do more sub zooble if possible.
these help me like. comfort?? so sorry if they be lame asf in the beginning. i just think Sex is really cool (not an excuse to be a FREAK!! but like idk man.)
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Chapter Text
Gangle’s stomach won’t stop hurting, and she wishes she didn’t know why.
The adventure was horrible; returning to high school was awful. Everything was horrible. The random NPC’s grabbing and pulling at her body, especially her lower torso. It took her breath away. She begged Caine to let them finish early, but he wasn't listening. But when did he ever?
It’s one of those days where her skin aches, her head tingles — tears come to her eyes and threaten to stream down her face. Her stomach hurts; it hurts a lot. She grips her side, digging her fingernails into her stomach — her face burns, her whole body burns. She takes a deep breath because she has to; she wonders if the others feel like this.
“Gangle… you okay?”
The woman flinched, sniffling a bit and turning around, “I–sorry, I haven’t had too great a day, just been, uh—”
Zooble walks forward, “It’s okay, you don’t have to explain if you don’t want to.”
There’s a heavy silence that falls between them, a few minutes passing before Zooble sighs quietly, “How was the adventure?”
Gangle sniffles, Zooble’s hands feeling like shards of glass against her skin — she whimpers, trying her best to speak, she slowly brings a finger to her mouth, chewing on it nervously. Zooble’s heart sinks a bit, but they still smile; they know all too well what this is.
“You wanna… relax again?” They ask, their voice softening against Gangle’s neck, she gulps, nodding before whispering.
“I wanna try some… new stuff, though.”
“Yeah? Like what?”
Gangle blushes, her whole face growing red before her stomach begins to churn, but excitedly — they weren’t even nervous now, just anticipating, she rubbed her legs together and continued to gnaw at her nails, “‘M want you to, hurt me. And when I like, react, like get upset, I want you to do it more, like slapping,” She mumbles, leaning into Zooble’s gentle touch.
“Oh yeah?” They ask, immediately slipping into the role, it felt a little… weird, but part of them enjoyed it. It was kind of fun, even. “You want me to punish you? Hm?”
Gangle giggles, shoving her head into their chest, nodding.
“Okay, so, just to make sure, when you yell, you don’t want me to stop?”
“Yeah, I think so.”
Zooble runs the back of their neck, “And you’re… okay with me… hitting you?”
“Sort of, yeah! It’s a circus, anyway, no real damage! And I want you to like, call me names,” She mumbles, her words hushed and weak. Zooble hums, using their thumb to tilt her chin up. Gangle lets out the smallest gasp, averting her gaze, “But like, you can say nice stuff, too, and I can do stuff too, I can call you—”
“Ah! Nope,” Zooble purrs, pressing their fingers into Gangle’s cheek. “You’re gonna let me treat you tonight, okay?”
“But you always—”
“And I like it,” they whisper, bringing her face closer to theirs and pressing their lips against Gangle’s. They can feel Gangle’s blush — her heat warm against their face. “It’ll be fun, trust me.”
“Wait—uh, we need a safeword, don’t we?” Zooble asks, running their hand through the woman’s hair.
“Oh! Uh, what about blueberry muffin?” Gangle asks. “We both don’t like those, so we can just say that.”
Zooble smiles, “Okay,” they mutter, their words muffled between both of their lips. They smirked, gripping Gangle’s waist as they leaned in further, “I have an idea of… for we can start, you wanna try?”
Gangle tilts her head, furrowing her brows and creating that little wrinkle in her forehead, which Zooble had adored. The woman hums, then shrugs, flinching when Zooble’s rough hand plops itself onto her head.
“Down,” they command, lowering Gangle’s head and smiling as she drops to her knees. She hums, still confused. Zooble fiddles with their jeans, unzipping and letting them fall. Gangle’s eyes widen, as she follows their legs all the way up too—
“How do I…” Gangle mumbles, her eyes fixed on the rather… large sight in front of her. She watches as it twitches and pulsates in front of her, and she bites her lip.
“Here,” Zooble begins, pulling the woman closer. “Just relax, princess , you have to relax, okay?”
Gangle’s eyes do not avert from their appendage; she gulps and gently opens her mouth. Squirming in excitement as she completely envelops their cock. The other shudders a bit, the sensation taking over their entire being, blood rushing from their head to their legs — trembling at the way Gangle's tongue lapped their underside. Gangle gags a bit, her throat relaxing once they feel Zooble’s warmth trickle down her throat. They watch as their girlfriend rubs her legs together, muffling and humming behind their cock.
Gangle locks her big, sweet eyes with Zooble’s, her gaze desperate and vying for their approval. Zooble leans back onto the bed, the woman’s tongue lapping and flicking against their shaking tip.
“Such a good… good girl, oh!” Zooble moans, gripping the woman’s hair and yanking her forward, “Keep goin’, mm…”
Gangle does her best to go a bit deeper, and she does, only by a few centimeters, but it’s enough to get Zooble moaning again. They switch from tanking their hair to stroking her sweet head, muttering the woman’s favorite pet names under their breath.
“P—Princess… my… my… oh, there’s my girl,” Zooble huffs, bending forward into the act, feeling the gentle friction between Gangle’s soft tongue and Zooble’s cement-like dick. She suckles their dick, Zooble trying to hold back a smile as they relax against Gangle’s form; they ache. Zooble feels their legs twitch and their whole body squirm until they release back into the woman’s mouth, ejaculating their warm cum into Gangle’s waiting mouth.
Gangle carefully pulls away, swallowing as much of Zooble’s semen as she can — but of course, some dribbles from her mouth and onto the floor. Zooble hums happily, gently wiping the woman’s mouth with their thumb, delighting as she sinks into their touch.
“You?” Gangle pants and gnaws at her fingers again. Zooble sighs, kissing the woman’s forehead, rubbing her back.
Zooble leans down and picks the smaller one up, holding her close and dropping her gently onto the bed. As they rip the blankets off the bed. Gangle giggles, feeling Zooble’s fingers dig into her hips, feeling their hand split the hard legs apart. Zooble smiles as they watch Gangle fold under their pressure. They hum sweetly, “Do you need Mommy to pull these off for you?”
Gangle whimpers, her mouth going dry — her whole body trembles, she’d never felt so scared, and yet, so excited! She brings a hand to her mouth. She loves when things are done for her; it makes her brain go all twisty and dizzy. She knows what’s going on, but she doesn’t have to fear it. That’s when she feels Zooble’s gentle hands pull down her panties, her groin pulsates — and for once, she’s not sick, she’s overjoyed.
“M—Momma, Mommy…”
Zooble flattened their tongue as much as they could, bringing themselves closer to the woman’s vulva, slowly lapping and caressing her fold with their thick tongue. They close their eyes and dig their fingernails into her thick thighs, not caring about the mess they make. There’s just a tiny bit of Gangle’s blood, drawn from their shark fingernails. Gangle tilts her head, smiling dumbly when Zooble begins to pet them.
Gangle yells. Her voice was hoarse and shaky from Zooble’s intense copulation — even if they couldn’t repopulate , they managed to pretend. She releases a bit onto Zooble’s tongue, as she feels a tough, suckling sensation against her vagina. Zooble moans loudly, digging their nails even deeper into their girlfriend’s thighs. While Gangle pulls their hair, yanking them closer to her pussy. She groans and ruts against Zooble’s face slowly, her legs trembling at their lapping. Zooble sighs, pulling their head away and looking Gangle in the eye. The woman inhales sharply, letting go of Zooble’s head and closing her eyes, feeling her legs twitch about.
Zooble looks around and rubs her thigh, grabbing the girl’s underwear and pants and tossing them to the side. They stand up, going through Gangle’s dresser until they find another pair of panties.
“Can I put these on, hm?” They ask, tickling her leg. Gangle whines, nodding slowly. Zooble’s lips grace her leg, lightly kissing her thighs as they pull the underwear up her legs. Gangle’s groin burns at the sensation.
Zooble flops onto the bed, curling up next to Gangle’s limp figure. They smile and lie down, placing a hand on Gangle’s chest and clutching her shirt. Zooble averted their gaze, though they could never stare at her for too long. It was like lying down with a really, really pretty doll. It was a childish comparison, but she was angelic, she was beautiful, and she just couldn’t imagine doing these… things with anyone else.
“Was that good, baby?” Zooble smiles, their chin dabbled with Gangle’s own fluid. She smiles, wiping the other’s mouth with their thumb.
“I love you,” Zooble mutters, kissing Gangle’s hand. “I love you so much.”
She smiles, kissing Zooble’s forehead and running a hand through their hair, “‘M love you too, wanna go to bed, though… Can we shower tomorrow?”
Zooble chuckles, kissing her cheek, “Of course, princess.”
Notes:
if u have any suggestions Pls tell me. it’s ok if not tho comments if you want. but if you don’t want to also that’s okay too. sorry these r so short uni is killing me ahha. i also fee lik this is written a bit weird so if u need me to changbe anything pls tell me!1!
Chapter 12: calm down woody we’re your friends
Summary:
In which Gangle and Zooble explore AI-generated leaches and cocks. So fun!
Notes:
uhm. TW? blow jobs, leashes, and gangle gets called loooots of pet names like puppy and stuff. she also gets help getting dressed cuz zooble is nice (tho gangle has to pay up, too) admittedly the pet play stuff is a bit toned down cuz i’m not exactly sure what it is it sounds fun
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Chapter Text
“M—Mommy, fuck!” Gangle whines, her hands clinging to the other’s sweaty skin. She pants uselessly against Zooble’s chest — feeling their teeth sink into her neck. Little spots of blood pricked from her pale skin. Her breath hitches, her brain fogs up, and she can’t speak. She yanks Zooble downward and whispers, “C—Can we s—stop?”
Zooble jerks back a bit before nodding and slowly pulling out, kissing her head soon after. Gangle shudders, the pressure in her vagina (and almost in her stomach, even) depleting completely. While Zooble huffs above her.
“Does… Caine… know he gave you a… dick, essentially?” Gangle asks, breathing heavily. Zooble shrugs, slumping on top of the bed — their eyes listless and teary.
“I wanna go again,” Zoonbe pants, swallowing thickly. As she shuffles off the bed. Her gaze is fixed on the pulsing cock in front of her. She opens her mouth, only to shut it again. She bites her lip nervously and blinks away tears. Her face grows hot, her legs slick, and her groin throbbing. The intense, warm feeling makes its way to her legs and the rest of her tired body, her eyes half-lidded as she tries to form words with her little mouth. But of course, she can’t.
“Hey,” Zooble begins, their voice echoing in Gangle’s brain. The woman lets out a tiny moan as she feels their thumb press into her cheek.
“We don’t have to do anything at all, okay? We really don’t.”
Gangle sniffles, wrapping her arms around the other’s strong frame, as well as her legs, gently rubbing her still-wet pussy against Zooble’s shirt. They smile, kissing the woman’s cheek as they pull away, putting her back and whispering, “You still got your socks on, baby?” They question, confused.
Gangle tilts her head, shrugging and mumbling, her words slurring, “Yeah… ‘m have ‘em on…” She whispered, before realizing what they meant, she blushes. “Do you wanna…?”
Zooble chuckles, kissing her cheek, “‘M gonna take care of it, ‘kay? I have some fun stuff in my room… come on.”
Gangle slips her finger back into her mouth; her patience, although thin, was constantly praised by them. So, in an effort to try whatever they were referring to, she relaxed and let her partner carry her all the way to their bedroom — delighting in the way they threw her onto the bed. She rubbed her legs together (trying to ignore the little bruises from Zooble’s hands).
“Now, I got something else from… Caine, we can try it together, if you'd like.”
“More cock stuff?” Gangle asks, Zooble smiles, lifting her chin and gently pulling at her lip, prompting her to whimper and open her mouth. “No, not yet, you gotta close your eyes, okay?” They question, going to grab something from beside their bed, the other giggles excitedly, plopping herself onto the floor. Gangle could feel something jingle and shake around her ears.
“Keep your eyes closed,” they whisper, wrapping the leather-like strap around her neck. It constricts her breathing slightly, but it doesn’t bother her much. She sighs, grabbing at her throat.
They make quick work of shoving their member into Gangle’s mouth, forcing her finger out — Gangle struggles for a bit, choking on the pressure before adjusting, eventually switching to lapping Zooble’s underside. She rips her eyes open, while her partner feels a rush of hormones overwhelm them, sweet tingles filling their brain and pumping to their groin. They thrust further into Gangle’s mouth, pulling on her leash harshly, and they feel Gangle’s teeth dig into their dick slightly. While the woman could feel it twitch manically in her mouth, her eyes widened, knowing that sweet, liquid pleasure would soon engulf her body. She can feel both her and Zooble’s heartbeats, one in her chest, while Zooble’s through their pulsating cock.
Her legs shake, her knees knocking together violently as she suckles and licks at their tip, she locks eyes with Zooble — her eyelids already dropping at the warm, fuzzy feeling filling her head. Zooble runs a hand through her hair, continuing to pump into her mouth, their groin pulsating quickly, and their heart races until…
“Oh, oh!” Zooble moans, now taking Gangle’s head in both her hands, loosening their grip on the leash and letting it fall. They feel her greedily gulp down their cum, smirking, their fingers digging themself deeper into Gangle’s scalp, making her flinch.
“Oh?” They ask, their voice soft, but still demeaning. “Is someone all done?”
Gangle nods, while her mushy brain still struggles to put together words; her eyes are glassy and darting about. Zooble huffs, reaching for the leash again and yanking it forward. Gangle gags, gasping for air and huffing, Zooble grins, leaning down to pick her up again. The woman snickers as she’s thrown onto the bed, delighting in being pinned down. She feels their thick, jerking member enter inside her body. Gangle’s legs squirm in pleasure, she feels her brain turning off and on again, and she grows a bit nervous, but she feels Zooble’s lips grace her neck, soft kisses up her neck and to her chin. Zooble’s gentle hands tickle her collarbone, then her throat, tugging at the collar, “You want this off, puppy?”
Gangle hums at the petname, still a bit foggy from their shaft resting comfortably inside her. She nods, feeling the other pull away and go back to thrusting inside her. Gangle grips their arms, trying her best to stabilize herself.
That’s before she feels a sharp, jagged pain across her face, a pink splotch now stained into her cheek. Gangle sniffled as Zooble pressed their thumbs into Gangle’s jaw, “Did I say you could move, slut?”
Gangle trembled, whimpering as Zooble tightened their grip on her leash — pulling it back roughly, causing her to lurch forward. Her partner shoving their length even deeper into her throbbing pussy, grinding and thrusting into her, it hurts a little, but it was nothing compared to the rush of adrenaline coursing through her body. She pulls Zooble down, kissing her deeply and panting against her.
Zooble loosens their grip on the chain, smiling when Gangle gasps for air — her face still tainted from the slap, “Such a rowdy pup, we gotta deal with that, don’t we?”
Gangle whines, her bottom lip beginning to wobble before she feels their thrusts quicken in pace — clear, hot fluid leaking from the woman’s body, soiling the already soaked sheets. The woman’s body begins to vibrate, her pussy enveloping around their quivering member, “Good puppy, good girl…” They whisper sweetly, running a hand through her hair, gripping it when she begins to whine.
Zooble continues to pump into Gangle’s weak body, their gaze not stirring from her eyes. They grind into her, delighting in the sweet friction, until they deliver one last thrust to her body, releasing with ease into her. Gangle slips her hand back into her mouth, shivering as she feels their shaft slide out of her with caring ease.
“Oh, sweetie,” they murmur. “You’re still wearing your socks, princess.”
Gangle blushes, looking up at them with big, glossy eyes, “Oh…”
Zooble smirks, pulling up their boxers and taking another long look at their girlfriend’s body — as well as the mess they made below. They kneel in front of her, slipping up the woman’s nightgown and planting a few kisses against her warm skin.
“Maybe we should get a shower in, yeah? Or just a bath for you, hm?” They ask, pulling the woman’s panties back on.
Gangle nods, “A bath sounds nice…”
“Good choice, sweet girl,” Zooble coos, gently undoing the leash around the woman’s neck, then picking her up and carrying her into the bathroom.
Notes:
i can’t write endings
thank you All for validating my freakiness means a lot! lmk if i need to change stuff or if anything is inaccurate. im sorry ive never really done this stuff before
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