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If there was one place Mahito was running around it was the sewers. Of course you were there too, you were his favorite human playtoy. For some.. very interesting reason, you didn't die if Mahito transformed you, so you were willing to do it. To let him try things out. To let him learn. You didn't have anyone else, being alone had some good and some not so good sides, being with Mahito was an evenly mix of both.
He always has new ideas for new things, he was creative for a curse. You were just .. you. His toy. It was hard to tell if you were actually important to him or if he'd just throw you away if he found a new toy.
“Y/n! Look what I found.” Mahito chirped, his face popping up next to you, his chest pressing against your back, you could feel his muscles and arms all over your body as he held a magazine up.
“Someone left this today. I think they lost it.” He quickly flipped through pages. Porn. Mahito found a porn magazine.. As he kept flipping from page to page, the curse leaned his entire body weight against you. He was huge compared to you or any of your old ‘friends’ and people you've known. From his height and weight, you almost lost your balance but managed to keep up. Most of your days were spent in the sewers which you changed into a small space, if that was possible within the dirt and disgusting smell down here.
His hand found your tit and he massaged it a little bit.
“You have those too. Can you pose like them as well?” He transformed two more arms from his back, he rested one on your waist, the second was groping your boob, the third held the magazine and with the forth, he pointed his long fingers at some women who were posing for the pictures. But you just cringed. You never really were a big fan of those magazines, they were weird.
“I don't think so.” You mumbled but he just kept touching you, you couldn't tell if you were fine.. or not. Mahito hasn't touched you like this – yet –, it was weird. Only Mahito didn't bother. He tightened his grip on your tit a little, making you groan softly.
“What was that?” His voice had an underlying mocking tone, making your hand snap to his wrist. You wanted to stop this, kind of. You weren't used to people touching you randomly but Mahito had no sense of any of these things. Privacy, boundaries, all these things weren’t his biggest strength, you’ve grown used to it but this was another level of lines being crossed. You knew that.
“Mhmm, what are you trying to do?” You could feel his warm breath against your ear as he spoke quietly– threatening. A small, tiny, itzy bitzy part of you wanted to give in.. the other part was screaming to push him away. Sure, you agreed on letting him do whatever but there was a line he's crossing right now, right? Right …
Right?
You couldn't even answer him, Mahito's tongue snaked around your neck, licking over the goosebumps that had grown on your skin.
“So, tell, my tiny human. Can you do all these things?” He asked again, showing you more of the porn on each side. It was.. hideous, you weren't in the mood to look at porn right now but the hand on your waist lifted to your throat and wrapped around it, using a finger to lift your chin, he made sure you looked at the pictures of naked women and men all over each other.
“I don't think so, Mahito.” You mumbled again, unsure if your answer would satisfy him. It was rare he didn't like what you told him, since most of the ideas he had didn't actually include you being naked. Not the way he had talked about so many times. He didn't want to waste you.. not you.
“Mh, I think we should try it out, no?” It wasn't only his words but his voice was so incredibly suggestive, his touch, the way he leaned in – against you. He was chasing after your closure and body, always did. Physical touch was scary around him but he didn’t seem to care about it. If you were scared, you could've ran. But you didn’t.
“Let's see how good you feel… and taste.” Mahito's hand that was still holding your tit moved down and he started tugging the edge of your pants, he was able to peek down as he pushed himself even closer against your tensed up body – if that was possible.
“Aww, strawberries.” He giggled and let his fingers dip down with a grin on his lips. He always assumed you weren’t the type to care for underwear designs but here you were with strawberries, the red spots on the fabric were cute and your face slowly heated up.
“They do that right? Touch you there..” You could feel his fingertips brushing over your underwear.. he was gentle, he usually was rather gentle which surprised you at first but this was a new thing. You knew he could be rough on you too, so his careful soft brushes were leaving you nervous. And .. worried too.
“So soft.. and warm.” Mahito's tongue once again licked over your neck all the way to the back of your ear. The moist of his spit leaving trails behind it tickled, but not in a nice way.
“Are you scared? Scared I'd hurt you? You smell like it, fear. It's supposed to smell .. metallic? Maybe bitter. But to me it's sweet. Like mhmm, you humans love roses right? Or what's it called? That brown spice? Cinnamon. Yea, that.” Mahito was known for just rambling, his words blurred together as you closed your eyes, his finger still moving between your legs, just touching you.
Touching you over your underwear. It left a familiar, tingling feeling behind.. your heart started to beat faster and you really had to hold back your sounds, biting on the inside of your cheeks to avoid groans and whimpers slipping out. Mahito was attractive, he was hot. That wasn't something you'd ever deny, he was a human curse and he took over a human's beauty too. The blue hair, two colored eyes, even the stitches were beautiful despite being modified.
“You smell sweet.. so scared. What else do you guys do? Let me check.” Mahito looked back up at the magazine, flipping through the pages to see what else there was. You could make out women kissing each other, men sucking on tits, more women, more men.
“Mh, there. This looks like what I'm touching right now. How I'm touching you. Do you like it? I bet you do, there are nerve endings. And the way you breath, so shallow. Your heart too.. is fast. Faster than before.” You hated that he could read you like this– It was so obvious that it felt good but you didn’t want to admit it, and you wouldn’t. It didn’t surprise you that he knew about anatomy, he had an obsession with all sorts of books–
“Oh god!” His fingers had moved past your underwear without you even noticing and he buried his middle finger inside of you, making you groan and bend forward a little bit. You weren't prepared for that. Mahito chuckled behind you, holding you upright.
“It's wet. You're wet.” He stated the obvious. You couldn't talk– you didn’t know how to react, it hurt.. He was so deep, and it was so unexpected but Mahito didn't seem to care one bit about that. Despite the pain you knew Mahito was able to tell you were feeling, he started moving his finger inside of you, wanting to feel the softness of your walls and how you clenched around him. Tingling sensations let the curse moan next to your ear, quietly, softly. His breath hitting your skin.
“It’s so warm…” He whispered again while adding a second finger and making you gasp from feeling filled up. He kept you bent over a little bit, his other hand wrapped around your throat and he let the magazine fall and his two extra arms disappear, now you were only held by your throat and his body still squished against yours from behind. No way to escape.
“Does it feel good? You’re making these sweet sounds.. Make more of them.” Mahito’s fingers kept fucking into you and your underwear slowly started to soak from how wet you were already. Your legs jerked, pressing together.
“Mahito–”
But he didn’t let you talk, instead he bit into your neck, his eyes following your hands as they reached for his wrist, trying to stop him from moving so fast. His teeth in your flesh made you breathe in sharply. His fangs ripping slightly into your skin.
“Salty.” These little comments Mahito left behind left your head spinning, you couldn’t comprehend whether you liked it or hated this, the control he had over you, the way his body heat wrapped around you. You couldn’t tell if you wanted more or if you wanted this all to stop.
“Fuck– please, it hurts–” You whimpered out between moans. But this time he actually stopped, slowly and carefully. You flinched your legs together again as he pulled his long fingers out of you and brought them up to your lips. The sticky fluid from your pussy stained his blueish skin.
“They do that right? Make you taste yourself.” Question or not, if you said yes or no didn’t matter. He pushed his covered fingers between your lips as you were about to say something and watched your face change to slight disgust. It wasn’t as bad as you expected, soft bitterness laid onto your tongue but was then covered with a very light sweet taste.
“So cute.. I saw they put other things in there too. I do love your mouth, it’s so cute.. Your teeth are so sharp and your lips are so red. Ohh and that tongue.” Mahito rambled as he pressed his fingers down onto your warm tongue, you let him do– Pushing away wouldn’t help as he was so close to you, and holding onto you so tightly, there was no room to escape.
“Come on, do what they do. I’m pretty sure you know better what humans do to each other than a silly magazine.” Mahito’s tone didn’t let through any arguments, so you listened of course and sucked on his fingers until he pulled them away, leaving a line of saliva hanging between your lips and his digits.
Mahito didn’t hold back, he grabbed your shirt and ripped it in half– the cold sewers air hit your suddenly exposed skin, goosebumps immediately started to grow and you had to press yourself against Mahito even more to warm yourself. His arm wrapped around your waist again, away from your throat finally. He held you tight and snuggled against you.
“I wanna do more, show me, Y/N. Show me what else you guys do.” Mahito whimpered against your ear and started walking towards the small mattress you had bought a while ago – in case you fell asleep down here.
You didn’t think you’d ever use the mattress for anything but now things have changed. Mahito pushed you right onto the mattress, you tripped over, falling down onto it and before you could even think about moving, his legs lifted over your waist and he sat on top of you. With widened eyes, you watched him closely, the way his eyes scanned over your bra covered boobs and his hands moved over your waist up again, grabbing your tits.
“You look shocked.” Mahito claimed and leaned down to you, his lips finding yours in a weird uneasy kiss, he was certainly inexperienced. With both your hands you gently pushed him away, creating a small space between you two.
“That’s not– that’s not how you kiss.” You mumbled against his mouth but it didn’t set off any anger in Mahito, instead he lifted himself a little again and looked down at you with his grey and blue eyes.
“Then how do you kiss?” He asked and tilted his head, his blue hair falling over to one side and he looked a little scarier than usual in the dimmed light of the sewers. Your breath was heavy and slow but you couldn’t deny that showing him how to kiss made you feel things, let your stomach spark and turn in ways. Appreciation? Hope? Maybe even arousal. But whatever it was, it made you want more.
“Come here.” You grabbed Mahito by his neck and pulled him back down, lining up your nose to his. His lips were soft, you already felt it when he kissed you just a moment ago. With a sigh, you let your lower lip brush over his upper one for a moment, he whimpered and the vibrations of it hit your chest as he was pressed against you.
You guided him and slowly pressed your lips against his – first in a gentle kiss, wanting to seek out to him and let him adjust. But the curse was a fast learner and in between a few seconds, he already parted your lips with his long tongue and met yours. He entangled your tongue around his and let out soft groans, his body on top of you heavy but you were able to keep up with it. The warmth of his tongue around your own made you dizzy– you haven’t felt like this in a while but it was good. You liked it, enjoyed it even.
Mahito was the one who broke the kiss, he shifted around on top of you, moving and grabbing your feet to position you correctly until your legs were now by his thighs and he was kneeling in between. His eyes ran over your body, the curves of your waist and belly, chest. Your collarbone and up to your face.
“You look .. beautiful.” He whispered and let his fingers skim down your thighs, his nails grasping onto the fabric before ripping it off as well and leaning down to bite your beautiful soft flesh. He loved the small marks on your skin, his fingertips brushed over them. He loved leaving his marks on your body, like you belonged to him. Made him feel good, superior.
“I’m going to use you.” Mahito claimed then, his voice indicating absolutely no fight in his words. He meant it, he would use you. That small statement snapped you out of the trance you were in.. only realising it now. You forgot how dangerous Mahito was and while you didn’t die from his powers, it hurt anyhow.
“What–” But you couldn’t speak up, Mahito just crashed his lips back down onto yours and his fingers dipped right back inside of you, making you squirm underneath him, grabbing onto his arms. Your legs tensed and you pulled your face away to the side.
“Mahito!” You cried, yet he stretched you out again, his middle and ring finger just so perfectly fitting into your small warm hole. He couldn’t stop himself, even when your nails scratched on his wrist. Of course the curse liked when you put up a fight.
“Oh, I just can’t get enough.. Forgive me.” He whispered and kissed along your neck, leaving soft bites on your skin. He didn’t sound apologetic at all but you couldn’t even do anything against it– you could just take it.
Mahito’s other hand toyed with your bra.
“What do you have there, mh?” His finger hooked onto the strap at the front and he molded it into a sharp knife before cutting the fabric open and making your bra snap to the sides, exposing your bare breasts to him. The cold air once again hitting you so unexpectedly, your nipples immediately grew hard.
“Hey!” You wanted to call out, stop him, yet part of you held you back and let him take control again.
“Shut!” Mahito kissed you quickly again to shut you up. His sharp fingertip now running between your tits, your skin slowly ripping between the soft strokes down to your stomach. It burnt, adding to the pain from his fingers fucking into your pussy.
You hissed, turning your face into the other side and he just let you, watched the tears in your eyes forming from the pain. The blood on your chest was so alluringly red, he felt his soul blooming from the sight.
“So beautiful.” He whispered before he leaned down… his tongue roaming over the cut he just made, licking the blood of your beautiful warm – goosebump covered – flesh. It stung, it hurt. You couldn’t move. Mahito was too heavy and he had full control over your body. He could literally turn you into a worm if he wanted to and you wouldn’t even die.. He'd just use you for something else.
His fingers were still moving too, you once more felt your wetness spreading over the insides of your thighs. He didn’t slow down either– you moaned, arching your back off the mattress slightly, both from pain and the pleasure you didn’t want to admit to yourself you were feeling.
“How much can you take, my tiny human?” Mahito's fingers didn’t stop their fast messy movements, trying to feel how you started to push your legs together, and making your inside squish together, pressing against his fingers.
“Can you feel my stitches?” He asked, holding onto you with his other hand, analysing the way you whimpered, trying to keep yourself from crying but it was there and Mahito could clearly see it. And he liked it. He liked that you were in pain – how could you not? You were so lovely, laid out in front of him, so willingly letting him touch you. It was all new but Mahito couldn’t hold himself back.
“Can you?” His voice sounded more threatening when you didn’t answer so you quickly nodded, you could feel his stitches, you could feel them scratching your insides, it didn’t hurt but it was present— it kind of.. Tickled. But you didn’t want to answer in words, or you would already break, your voice would crumble so you just kept sticking to letting out those soft moans Mahito had already grown fond of.
The curse smiled when you nodded, when you admitted you could feel the details of each line, each little fabric and beautiful seam that was decorating his blue-ish toned flesh.
“Facsinating.” Mahito whispered, his chin resting between your tits, watching your reactions, your gorans and whines while he violently kept fucking his fingers in and back out of you. It hurt more each time he buried himself between your walls but you couldn’t pull away when he was so close to you, holding you.
“What else can we do? Mhm, I could… I could try to change so I also have that. Like you.” His suggestion made Mahito grin and he lifted himself off the mattress slightly, to look down onto your legs, you were still wearing your pants but the fabric didn’t survive any longer – with a swift move, his fingers left your insides, you felt empty. And he pulled your pants down with him.
“Mahito! Please– It’s freezing..” You cried out, a few tears running down your warm cheeks, hot – burning from embarrassment and a lust flaring up in your stomach that you tried so hard to ignore, to push back down, forget it. This was wrong, right? Right …
Right?
“A little cold never bothered anyone, let me see you instead.” Mahito chirped and took a closer look at your wet soft lips, red from all his fingering. It felt weird and intense having his eyes so strongly on your body — your naked body, something you never thought would be on display for him. But in his eyes were only admiration, the beauty of the human body, your body. So warm under his cold fingers and he licked his lips.
“I think I can do that.” He mumbled but it was more loud thinking than talking to you. With a soft groan, you pushed yourself – despite the pain – onto your elbows and watched his hand slide down his torso, his skin shaping and growing into a bigger chest, forming the fat in front of you before he lowered his fingers. And his eyes laid on you, wanting you to see him. He couldn’t tell if you were scared or if there was a little bit of longing in your gaze while his fingers helped him to mold the first parts of his own pretty pussy.
Your mouth dropped a little bit at the sight of Mahito transforming himself into a female body. And you couldn’t take your eyes off her now.
“Better?” Mahito asked and lifted her hand up to her lips, biting down while looking at you, proud of her new body shape. She liked the way you looked at her, so impressed by her abilities, what she could do to her body to fit with you, so she’d appeal better to you, after all your soul was screaming for her already. Of course she could tell, even if you tried hiding it behind a shocked expression.
“I think that’s a yes.” Mahito whispered, and slowly leaned down to you, brushing her tits over your stomach and squishing them against yours while looking at you, making sure you were pushed back flat on the mattress. Her hands held your waist, her nipples touching – pressing down on your own while you moaned again. It felt so good. She felt so good, better than before. It itched you a little bit, wanting to touch her but you held back. You didn’t want this, right? Mahito was just messing with you.
He simply was this kind of person — changing his body to match yours, getting in your head with his beauty, his touch, the way he wanted to kiss you and make you feel. It was Mahito’s usual games but you just didn’t know if you liked it. You did. Your body was reacting like you liked it. Your heart was beating so fast and loud, ringing in your ears.
“I know you want to touch me.” Mahito’s lips brushed over yours as she talked, her tongue running along the form of your lips and you could feel her fingers crawling over your body, grabbing your hand. She led your arm up, lifting it to her waist and guiding you all the way down to her ass. Her skin covered in the stitches, you closed your eyes while she helped you touch her.
“Mahito-” You mumbled but she shut you up, not letting you speak up, pressing her lips on top of yours and letting your fingers slip between her thick, blue-ish thighs instead. You could feel how wet she was, how much she wanted you. She pushed your fingers past her entrance and helped you bury them deep within her, the warmth of her pussy surrounding your skin– you moaned.
“Oh.. this feels nice.” Mahito rested her forehead against yours and let out soft moans as you started to move your fingers back out and into her, soft warm wetness spreading onto you as you kept fingering her. With closed eyes, you let Mahito’s moans sink in and it left a tingling exciting feeling in your stomach.
“Just like– Just like that!” She moaned and arched her stomach forward pressing down on you, you could feel her hands moving onto the mattress, gripping into it while you were moving rhythmically into her pussy. It was so warm and slimy as you pulled out, her eyes widening and you stared up at her – entranced by her voice echoing in the sewers. Mahito grabbed your wrist again, her fingers slightly trembling from how good she was feeling. Her lips wrapped around your fingers the next second and her warm tongue licked your fingers clean.
“Mahito? Could you wait-” You started but she shifted her position on top of you, her pussy pressing against your thigh while her other hand grabbed your waist. She didn’t even bother answering you by calling out to her, she just scratched her long nails along your soft skin, drawing blood once more. You hissed– it hurt. It stung again and this time she didn’t bother healing you, Mahito just licked over your tit. Her teeth grazed around the soft flesh.
“Ha!” You gasped softly, your body felt so sensitive and Mahito knew exactly how to cause a reaction. As she moved her hips over your thigh, you could feel her clit rubbing over your skin. She held onto you, riding your leg as she moaned and whimpered alongside your shoulder, pressing herself down on top of you. Just making sure you wouldn't move.
“Is that what it feels like?” Mahito cried out loudly, moaning. You looked up at her, and your stomach dropped– this was oh wow… You could feel yourself getting hotter, wanting more. Mahito’s touch was addicting. She was using you, like a toy but you didn’t even mind. All you wanted was to touch her and make the both of you feel good.
You watched her get off on her own, your fingers reaching to her waist to keep Mahito steady on top of you and she ripped her eyes open, realizing you were enjoying this. She lifted her head, watching you, how your cheeks were flushed – all warm and embarrassed.
“Touch me– Please, Y/N, I know you want to.” Mahito whimpered, her nose brushed over yours and you closed the gap, pressing your lips against her into a heated kiss again. Her heat, your heat, soft warm mouths on top of each other and you pushed her lips open to slide your tongue between, meeting hers in the middle.
Your heart raced, loudly beating in your chest. Nips pressed against nips and the more Mahito was moving on top of you, the more friction you had on your boobs. Soft moans escaping between wet kisses, your fingers hooked between her lips for a moment, pulling back. Mahito’s tongue wrapped around your fingertips, saliva slowly dripping down your chin.
“Fuck–” With soft huffs and pants, your eyes scanned Mahito’s face, wanting nothing but bury yourself against her. The way she moaned, her eyes rolling back. Your thigh was already wet and sticky–
“Oha-!” Just hearing Mahito’s loud strained cries made you realize how close she was, your fingers moving out of her mouth and before she could cum you pressed your ring and middle finger back inside of her hot pussy. The curse’s eyes widened and she gasped. That was sudden, unexpected but she loved it. The way you had taken control. It was hot. You were hot.
She was melting under your touch, her legs shaking and barely any strength left to hold herself up above your thighs. Mahito slightly sat up, gripping onto your waist again, where she had left the scratches, the blood on her fingers smudging over your skin. It burnt again, you almost forgot about the wounds from how entranced you were in Mahito’s noises filling the space and your brain.
“Just a little.. You can take it..” You whispered, gently pressing your thumb against her clit – making her twitch and moan again. Sensitive. She was so sensitive and you were watching, watching her eyes widen, her blue hair sticking to her skin, nails ripping your flesh open but it didn’t matter. Mahito was too beautiful to care about all of that right now.
“Oh god! Y/N! Please– Oh god–” Mahito gasped and cried, you could feel her clenching around your fingers. She kept on riding on your hand, getting hotter and hotter until you felt her pulsating against, making her moan. Mahito tensed up, the tingling feeling rushing through her thighs into her pussy and she came loudly, shakingly and holding onto you.