Voice of the Machines - Mash my Buttons (Milano, Luna)

>Time to work, Anon.

>After another stressful day of Canterlot High, you yourself once again working.

>At least you are getting paid for your efforts here.

>Working wasn’t the easiest thing to do, but the environment here was just for you.

>You work at a well known video game retailer in the central marketplace of Canterlot Hills.

>The place opened about a year ago and is already doing great in sales.

>The place sells some of the most up to date consoles and games of the years.

>Nintendo 64, the Sega Genesis,and even the upcoming JoyBoy Color arefor sale here.

>As the release date nears you work extra hard to save up money for the newest title.

>One day as you are sweeping up the floors a mysterious girl about your age comes into the shop.

>Although she’s just another customer to the work side of you, she is familiar to your social life.

>The girl attends Canterlot High and is in about 2/4 of your classes.

>She has a darker shade of orange hair and a lighter yellow body.

>Pretty nice geometry too.

>Her long hair has a red band around it, it looms over her shoulder instead of behind her head.

>Her eyes cast a bluish green along with the cute face she already has.

>Continuing to clean she walks around the store looking at the shelves stocked with merchandise from video game cartridges to mobile.

>While cleaning you feel a light tap on the shoulder.

>Seems someone wants your attention.

>Looking up from the floor you find that the girl was the one who wanted your attention.

 

“Is there something I can help you with, Miss?”

 

>Instead of responding she moves her body closer to yours.

>Eyes of curiosity stare into your own.

>You feel a little uncomfortable around a customer acting like this.

>After a brief exam the girl pulls away.

>After some thinking she replies.

 

>“Don’t I know you from somewhere?”

 

>Seems like she’s trying to get to know you instead of giving a command.

 

“Yes actually. We go to Canterlot High together.”

 

>She crosses her arms and gives off a tone of silence.

>Must be the way she thinks to herself.

 

>”Oh yeah! You’re in my Health Development class aren’t you?”

 

“Yes I am. Pleasure to meet you. My name is Anon.”

 

>You extend your right hand out to hers, eager for a friendly handshake.

 

>She does the same.

>Both shaking hands she proceeds to introduce herself.

 

>”My name is Milano, it’s nice to meet you, Anon.”

 

>For the next couple of minutes you learn a little more about each other.

>She seems like an interesting person.

>A High School girl who has an interest in video games.

>That’s a pretty rare kind of girl.

>Along with that is reading, writing, and learning about caring for children.

>She want’s to be a mother someday and she seems like the type who would care very much about another human being.

>She tells of her job being a babysitter as a kickstart to her learning.

>After telling a bit about yourself your boss comes in.

>He looks a bit far from cheerful.

>He walks over to you and, Milano who have just passed a half an hour talking.

 

>”Anon this isn’t time to be chatting with customers. Continue with the floor.”

 

“Yes, sir.”

 

>You pick up the broom and sweep.

>After you he turns to Milano.

>You start to see her as a friend, but she’ll be just another customer while inside this store to the boss.

 

>”Hello, Miss. Is there something I can help you with?”

 

>Milano assumes her thinking position.

>After a few seconds she remembers what she came in for.

 

>”I have a defect remote for one of my consoles back at my home. Do you have anything I could use to repair it?”

 

>”Sorry, Miss. We’re retail store not a repair shop. You might as well buy a new controller.”

 

>Milano looks a little unsatisfied.

>She crosses her arms again wondering which she will decide to do.

>Either buy a new controller altogether or attempt to repair her own.

>”Thank you for your time, shop keeps.”

 

>Without another word the girl walks out of the door.

>Your boss isn’t surprised but you think, he thinks, buying a new controller would be the better option.

>Seems like he really is the type interested in sales.

>As he walks back to his office you grab his attention.

 

”Um..boss. May I go on a break?”

 

>He turns back to face you.

>His head pokes out from the door to his office.

 

>”Well it’s your paycheck.”

 

>Closing the door he resumes to his work.

>Quickly you set the broom against the wall.

>Then you make haste running out the door and attempting to catch up to Milano.

>Your classmate only a block away still walking to what you assume is the direction to her home.

 

“Hey! Milano!”

 

>Hearing her name, Milano looks back.

>A recognizable smile appears on her face.

>Finally catching up to her, you pant for breath.

>Your hands on your knees tired from the sprint.

>You huff your chest in and out trying to catch your breath.

 

>”Oh hello, Anon. Are you okay?”

 

>Your stamina returns and you force your body upright.

>Wiping a small streak of sweat on your forehead you reply.

 

“I’m fine. What did you say about a controller being broken?”

 

>Milano looks stunned if not glad that you might be able to help her.

 

>”Yes, Anon. My only remote for a console I have isn’t working the right way.”

 

>”I have tried fixing it but it won’t stop.”

 

“Well I can take a look at it for you. I’ll just need to bring my tools over.”

 

>”You would do that for me?”

 

>Her body presses to yours a bit.

>The eyes of gratitude look at yours.

>Her hands are even conjoined with each other, her fingers locking in.

 

“Yeah. I will help anyway I can.”

 

>”Oh thank you, Anon. This is wonderful.”

 

>Later on in the evening you pack up and head for home.

>Returning home you search the garage for your tools.

>In a big wooden box with your name engraved on it lies what you seek.

>Gathering everything you need, you organize it in a suitcase.

>Doing whatever else you need to do keeps you occupied.

>Waiting until 7:30 to start your journey you do homework, play games, and do anything else.

>At the time of 7:30 you make your way to the address Milano has given you.

>The walk is 25 minutes away with only 5 minutes left to spare.

>You make your way up to the door of the house with the exact address as the one written.

>Knocking on the door you await a reply.

>A voice comes from the other side of the door.

 

>”Who is it?”

 

“This is Anon. Milano is that you?”

 

>The sound of a lock opening up is heard from the outside.

>The door opens and Milano appears on the opposite side.

>Instead of a simple greeting, she gives you her strict side.

>Putting a finger up to her lips she quietly whispers…

 

>”Shhhh.”

 

>The term of silence.

>The door slowly creaks in and she lets you enter.

>Whatever the reason she wants to be quiet.

 

“What’s going on?”

 

>Milano points over to the couch.

>Next to the couch is a baby cradle.

>Looks like her job really is a priority.

>You look back at Milano who seems to be blushing from the event.

 

>”Sorry, Anon. My parents went out for the night with some friends.”

 

>”They insisted, well forced me to watch over their child, but I don’t think that will be a problem. Kin like him, only a few months old aren’t hard to watch over at all.”

 

>Looking over the cradle you see a newborn sleeping in it ever so peacefully.

 

>Milano takes your hand, her soft palm touches yours.

>She manages to drag you upstairs to the only other place in the house she wants to take you.

>Her room.

 

“Wait! What about the kid you need to watch over?”

 

>”Don’t worry. He’ll be fine.”

 

>Milano leads you up the stairs to her room.

>Through her door lies what you would expect a typical high school girl.

>Inside the pink pastel painted room is shelves of books, a television, a ground line phone, make up center, and a television.

>On her bed are sheets of pink and white, with a small taste of red.

>Now that you noticed a bit, a lot of her possessions have hearts on it.

>One thing you were told but never would see the reality was the game console in the corner.

>The console looked in pretty good shape, and so does the controller.

>The health of the controller will mistaken many from what it looks like on the outside.

>The same scenario with humans, it matters on the inside as well as outside.

>Milano takes a seat on her bed and relaxes.

>Seems like she has had a somewhat exhausting night

>Letting her body recline, she sighs as an effort for her hard work.

>Right next to her you set down your tool kit.

>You stare down as to what looks like a pretty well cared for game console.

 

“Is this it?”

 

>Milano puts herself on the floor right next to you.

>She then runs a walkthrough of her problem.

 

>”You see. For some reason the controller is….”

 

>She blushes a bit wanting to keep it from getting weird.

>You urge her to tell you.

 

>”It vibrates whenever I turn on the console which powers the controller.”

 

>Well that could have been explained much more worse.

 

“I’ll see what I can do.”

 

>You crack your knuckles, grab your tools and begin your work.

>After about thirty minutes of work you have yet to identify a problem.

>Knowing that the controller is the one with the problem you aim for that.

 

>Opening up the controller you find endless wiring and circuits connecting all together.

>It looks like a goddamn jungle inside.

>Endlessly going through each and every component you have yet to make a discovery.

>Using some homemade blue prints for reference you find nothing wrong with the controller at all.

>Now screwing the nails back into the controller you go over an analysis on the outside again.

>There is absolutely nothing that looks like it needs to be repaired.

>Confused you ask Milano to give you a demonstration.

>She happily was enjoying one of her romance novels she had lying around the rest.

>Putting the book down she sits on the floor with you.

 

“Care to give me a demo. I can’t find anything.”

 

>Acknowledging, she presses her finger against the power button.

>Just as it’s turned on the connected remote starts vibrating like crazy showing no intention of stopping.

>You turn on the television to see if there is anything that can be fixed inside of the programming.

>Running a diagnostic you find nothing related to the vibration settings in the controller.

>This controller might as well be haunted, if not really a defect.

>You turn to Milano, the controller in hand.

>Putting it in her hands you give her your last piece of what you have to say.

 

“That thing is freaky, Milano. I can’t find out why it won’t stop vibrating like that.”

 

>Milano shows a small sad expression on her face. She might have to buy another controller after all.

 

“I would urge you to just pitch that in the trash can, it’s a lost cause.”

 

>”Maybe not.”

 

>You look at the new expression Milano shares with the remote.

>Instead of the sad look that something this dear to her couldn’t be easily replaced.

>Her new one shows hope and perhaps salvation for the video game controller.

 

>”I know a way we can make this little guy work for me, but I need your help Anon.”

 

>She gives you a look asking for your assistance and it appears to be a hint of desperation.

>She moves her body closer to yours as you both remain on the floor.

>Even the hand opposite of the one holding the controller is upon your own.

>The smooth touch from her fingertips feels relaxing.

 

“What do you have in mind?”

 

>Milano holds the controller up to your face.

 

>”Since I can’t use him for video games anymore, help breathe new opportunity for it. Make it become something other than playing a videogame with it’s….defect.”

 

>She pushes the device into your chest.

 

“What would you have me do?”

 

>After a minute of explanation, you find her idea simple yet confusing.

>What would she do with such a device.

 

“And, what do you want this for?”

 

>”Games, Anon. Games that it will be able to play for the foreseeable future.”

 

>You decide to follow her idea because why the fuck not.

>Taking out some scissors you run them up the wire.

>The blades are now in position to cut the wire connecting power from the console to the controller.

>Just before you give the final blow you ask for her absolute answer.

 

“Are you sure you want to do this? There is no way back after I cut it.”

 

>”Do it.”

 

>After 15 minutes of reassembling, you perfect the idea that, Milano hoped for.

>The outcome is very simple.

>Removing the controllers original power source you replace it with a new one.

>Adding a battery pack on the controller and loads of wires, the controller now runs solely on electrical power from the AA batteries.

>Turning the power on via switch the controller still runs it’s mysterious vibration setting.

>That’s all it does now.

>Now more can it play video games and will now serve as whatever, Milano intended it for.

>Putting the finishing touches on the craft you hold it up high.

>You admire your creation up to the point where Milano takes a hold of it.

>Then you wonder what she wants it for anyway.

 

>”Thanks to you, Anon. You have given new life for this so called lost cause.”

 

>”Because of your knowledge you were able to bring to purpose to this, this who had lost the ability for it’s original purpose. Think of it as reborn.”

 

>That’s pretty deep

 

>Just then Milano reclines herself on the bed grasping onto the remote.

>She holds it sensually in her hands, rubbing one of the grappling joints on the left, right, or middle.

>Specifically she caresses the middle grasp.

>This is getting a little weird, but at the same time a little hot.

 

“So is this thing like a vibrating massager or something like that?”

 

.>”You could say that.”

 

>After those words she rolls up her skirt showing off her white panties underneath.

>She pats the side of the bed urging you to join her little experience.

 

>”Come on, Anon. Wanna play a game with me?”

 

>Woah!

>This girl can’t be serious! You have only just really gotten to know her only hours ago.

>You pack up your things and try to evade out the door.

>Only to be stopped by the soothing rhythm of Milano’s voice.

 

>”Please, Anon, don’t go! I’ve never really had some company here besides you.”

 

>Hearing her out you remain motionless in front of the door waiting to hear the rest.

 

>”I’m always busy with babysitting I never had time to get into dating, and I always had some feelings for you. I just didn’t know how to get close to you.”

 

>”So when my controller broke that gave me the courage to visit you and try to get my remote fixed at the same time.”

 

>You start to feel sympathy and heartbroken for trying to leave her.

>Aside from that you feel happy like perhaps this was fate.

>Fate being decided you know what you must do.

>Not saying a word you move over beside her.

>Both of you rest on the bed lying right beside each other.

>Moving over you see those beautiful pair of eyes stare now with a look of seduction and allure.

>Coming together even closer you start to feel your bodys touch one another.

>Her breasts are the first to meet with your chest.

>Leaning in closer your lips meet and lock together.

>As you kiss her, you run your free hands down her body examining her.

>You feel her waist and hips, her long hair, and even her sweet ass.

>The kissing gets a little more intense as Milano brings her tongue into your mouth.

>Both of you clash your tongues together and continue to do such for a while.

>While kissing her, you manage to take possession of the device.

>You turn the switch in the On position and fire away.

>The controller now runs the mysterious vibrating which still works.

>Now you realise what she has intended for “new purpose”.

>First running it down her body the rumbling shivers up her body.

>Her skirt already up you aim towards her white panties.

>Milano seems horney enough but her panties don’t show.

>The controller hits against the top part of her underwear sending messages of pleasure through her body.

>Slowly, you move the device lower and lower to the point where it rubs against her hood.

>As you start to move the controller onto her clit, small moans escape her mouth.

>Then a small gush of fluid starts leaking out of her panties to the point where the smell is inevitable to catch a whiff of.

>As her juices start to flow, soaking her panties and the bed, you still run the vibrator against her.

>Breaking away from the current kiss, she shivers and tries to hold on moans from the pleasure.

>While small peeps come out, she wants a little more than she has.

>At first you kept the device only a bit against her, but now she really wants a full experience rather than a demo.

>The grasp runs against her clit and through her underwear.

>Her moans volume increases and her body starts to twitch from the pleasure.

>Taking one hand, Milano, through all the pleasure does her best to remove her panties.

>They hang at her ankles, dripping small leftovers of her juices.

>Her pussy now open for full access, is ready for action.

>Moving your body on top of your, you get a better angle.

>You stare into her wet wonder and take another smell of the radiance emanating from her body.

>Nothing holds you back now and you send the vibrator stroking around her clit.

>Her moans only grow louder the longer you play around, and she can’t keep herself from resisting.

>Her sights, although unknown to you, she stares at the zipper to your pants right above her face.

>Still at her pussy, juices spring out of her body, the overflow starts to make a small puddle on the sheets below.

>With an open hand left, you do your best to gather up what you can.

>Your fingertips are covered in her warm fluids and are really sticky.

>Milano puts her hands up to your thighs and hips.

>She rubs her palm up against your hard member tightening up your pants.

>Another hand unbuttons your button and pulls down the zipper.

>At the same time she pulls down your pants as well as your boxers.

>Your dick springs out right above her.

>Small drops of pre cum drip onto her face and shirt.

 

>”I’m gonna play with Anon’s joystick.”

 

 

>Pulling her head up she runs her tongue against the head of your hard member.

>A soft hand lightly grips your dick, her smooth palm feels good.

>She starts to slowly stroke you and tease your head.

>Unable to resist the temptation you gather up a few more of her fluids.

>Your hand really soaked this time now has what you craving for excitement.

>With your fingers you touch the lips of her pussy.

>Stretching them open a small string of juices run from both of her lips.

>The string breaks as you pull her lips apart even farther.

>You then jam your fingers slowly into her pussy.

>At first you pump slowly, getting a rhythm and exploring her tight walls.

>Moans, louder than before let loose from Milano’s mouth.

>As you still pump away, Milano takes an effort to give just a much as she receives.

>Her hands start to stroke you faster and her mouth engorges much more of your dick.

>Without warning you start to move your pelvis around.

>The force starts to send your dick pumping into Milano’s mouth like it would her pussy.

>The both of you enjoy the oral you give to each other.

>Your adrenaline picks up and you start to pump your fingers into Milano’s pussy even faster.

>You both keep at it for another few minutes.

>Her walls start to tighten up after another few pumps.

>You take notice as Milano’s moans are getting louder even if the sound is partially blocked by your cock still in her mouth.

>Her body starts to twitch as she seems to be getting closer to orgasm.

>The vibration from the controller has been resting on her clit.

>Working it again you rub it up and down bringing additional pleasure.

>Her insides really tighten up at this point.

>Not wanting to get stuck you take out your fingers.

>Removing your fingers and the remote from the equation, you replace the pleasure on her clit with your tongue.

>Giving full pleasure to the maiden is unbearable and she can’t hold back any longer.

>Your tongue hitting against her makes her whine and moans even louder as she comes closer to erupting.

 

>”Anon...I...I-”

 

>Before she is able to finish she removes her mouth from your cock and cums.

>An overflow of juices erupts out of her pussy.

>Flowed by that is a long scream of pleasure and bliss.

>A squirt of her fluids manage to fountain out and cover your face with them.

>The smell and feeling is amazing.

>With the energy she has left she works her mouth back on your cock.

>Nothing else to work at, you enjoy the pleasure.

>Her hands stroke faster and faster as time goes on.

>Within minutes her skills can’t hold you back anymore.

>You grip onto the sheets trying to make it last longer, but it is useless.

>She notices, and removes you out of her mouth.

>Taking both of her hands she works on you.

>You, unable to take anymore finish her.

>A giant substance of you comes out and decorates her face.

>While cumming she slows down her movements making it even more amazing.

>You collapse onto the floor right next to her pussy. Which still has fluid running out of it.

>Both of you remain on her bed, trying to reclaim your stamina.

>Moving off her body, you look back at Milano.

>Her face is entirely covered in thick strands of your cum.

>You grip onto one of her hands and put up the fingers.

>You have her scoop up some of your semen and put the fingers into her mouth.

>She tightens her lips as she wraps her tongue around her fingers savoring the taste of your fluids.

>She removes her fingers all on her own.

>She wraps around your arms and pulls you in next to her.

>After embracing the cum covered goddess, you talk for the next few minutes.

>She wants another kiss but you urge her to clean up instead.

>After you wipe away whatever evidence that may seem like you were here, you then embrace and talk again.

>Again you kiss and make out on the bed talking of videogames and life.

>She needs to return to her duties, and you need to return home.

>Packing up your things you exchange your numbers with her.

>Just before you leave her home she gives you another big kiss.

>Savoring this one, you hope it doesn’t end.

 

>”Don’t worry, Anon. There’ll be another time. I can’t wait to see you again.”

 

>After that you say your final goodbyes and walk home.

>Looks like that girl has her hands full now, but at least you made a good friend today or even more than that.

>Looking back at your toolkit you find something unusually placed inside it.

>It’s Milano’s panties from earlier.

>The fluid has dried up a bit, but what remained has left a giant stain on them.

>Coming off of the underwear is the scent of her love juices.

>Later that night you fantasize about Milano while jacking off.

>The smell of her panties is against your face you smell the radiance coming off of it as pleasure.

>Eventually after finishing you fall asleep. Her panties still atop your face.

>Thank you.

 

>Epilogue

 

>The next few weeks you and Milano develop a steady relationship and every now and then she comes by the shop to talk.

>You play games of fun and love every now and then.

>One day another unusual girl walks in and instead of going through the products she makes her way to the back.

>Curious, you follow her.

>Somehow she has gotten through the locked door.

>She might be a thief.

>You assult into the storage room and hold up your broom as a weapon to the intruder.

 

“Stop right there, criminal scum! How did you get in here?”

 

>She holds up her hands high and surrenders.

>At that moment your boss comes through the door.

>He is confused by the scenario you and the so called intruder have going on.

 

>”Anon! What are you doing?”

 

“This girl just came into our back and might have stolen something. I’m here to find out who she is.”

 

>The girl shares a smile to your boss, one that is nervous and convincing to him.

>He walks up behind her.

>Putting his hands on her shoulders he introduces the new girl.

 

>”Anon. This is my daughter, Luna. She is going to be your co-worker from now on.”

 

“What?”

 

>”Anon! Come help me with these.”

 

>The voice calls for you from the back of the store.

>You were enjoying a comic book from off the shelves, but you put it down to assist her.

>Going back to where the voice came from leads you to the storage room.

>In storage you find your co-worker. Luna struggling with some boxes recently delivered.

 

>”Anon, can you clear that table for me. This box is pretty heavy.”

 

>You move some things off of the wooden table.

>Luna places the large box on top of it.

 

“What do we have this time, more consoles?”

 

>”Yep. We got a good deal for these ones from our supplier.”

 

>You grab a knife and open up the package.

>I heard you like boxes.

>Inside the box where game consoles in their own packaged boxes for retail.

>Carefully taking out the first, you set it on the table.

 

“I’ll put the rest with the others. Can you call the families and tell them their order is waiting for pickup.”

 

>”Sure, Anon. Make sure you put these on them too.”

 

>Luna hands you special retail stickers.

>These are for when customers put in an order for something out of stock, we make sure they get what they want when it comes in the mail.

>The stickers are just there to mark who they each belong to.

>Luna hands you a list of names for the package.

>After that she leaves to the front to call up those people who are ready for pick-up.

>After marking two of the consoles for pick-up the last one catches your eye.

 

>”To be delivered to Miss Milano Mash.”

 

>You give a confused glare at the paper.

>Milano and you have been going out for a few weeks, since you helped her with her problem.

>That controller still hasn’t stopped vibrating, you know because she uses it whenever you and her have a more ‘realistic’ type of game.

>She bought a new controller weeks ago, but why would she want another

>However orders are orders, so you write her information on the sticker and stamp it to the console box.

>As you finish up with the box your boss comes in.

>You give him a look of respect and remain silent.

>Barely noticing you he comes in and takes one of the consoles, then just walks away with it.

>Strange, but he is the boss so he probably needs it for something.

>Later on in the day you remain at the front desk reading a comic book.

>It's Luna's turn to sweep the floor so you both keep occupied with nothing else to do.

>Suddenly the front door opens and a loud ring echoes through the shop.

>A smile starts to stretch across your face as you see her come in.

 

>"Hi, Everyone!"

 

>Looks like Milano is here to pick up her package.

>As she makes her way to the counter she gives a high five to Luna.

>Milano once told you that her and Luna are the best of friends.

>She said they’ve been treating each other like the sister they never had over both of their love for entertainment and especially video games.

>At the counter she puts her hands up to her face, her elbows resting at the table.

 

>”What’ca doin’, Anon?”

 

>You put the comic book aside and address her.

 

“Well I guess waiting for you, we have your order.”

 

>You grab Milano’s console from the top of the shelf in front of you.

>Like the package was nothing you set it on the table.

>Milano looks over seeing her name on the sticker.

 

“May I ask why you need another console?”

 

>”This isn’t for me, it’s for a relative of mine. We’re heading out to her place over the weekend.”

 

“Well I hope whoever it is has just as great an interest as you do, Milano.”

 

>Suddenly you hear the sound of a drill going off in the back room.

>Along with that is the sound of hammers pounding at a surface.

>All of you turn your heads to the wall trying to ignoring the recent construction.

 

>However Milano is pretty confused.

 

>”What’s all that noise? What could be going on back there?”

 

>Luna steps up and informs her.

 

>”We have absolutely no idea. There has been construction going on in there for the past week.”

 

“She’s right. The boss said it’s going to be a surprise, but we have been restricted access to that part of the building until it’s ready. Thankfully it doesn’t bother the customers.”

 

>You finish Milano’s transaction and give her, her receipt.

>She picks up the heavy package and makes her way to the door.

 

>”I’ll see you in a few days, guys. Bye.”

 

>With her hands full she opens the door with her feet.

>Away from sight through the windows you get back to whatever it is you were doing.

>Luna pokes her head at you from the other side of the counter.

>You back away a bit seeking comfort.

 

>”So how long have you guys been going out?”

 

>That seemed a little personal, although Milano would have told her by now.

 

“Just a few weeks, nothing big. We share so much in common, and I’m always happy to have her company.”

 

>”Well it I’m happy for you, Anon, but do you think you might be spending a little too much on her?”

 

“What do you mean?”

 

>Luna sets aside the broom.

 

>”I mean, you have been getting strapped for cash due to date funds, and I know you really want to get something coming out soon.

 

>She’s talking about that new Joyboy Color that will be releasing next week.

>Before you met Milano you have been saving up funds to get one.

>However after that night with Milano everything changed, now you find yourself with half the cash you thought you had.

>Payday won’t be for another two weeks and you don’t want to put what you’ve been waiting for over a year on hold.

“Perhaps I did spend a little more than I intended but maybe I can find a way to get one.”

 

>”Well I hope you don’t do anything regretful and or stupid to get one.”

 

>Luna aims back to the broom and continues to scrub the floor.

>You get back to reading that comic book, but really you wonder about your financial situation.

>The shop is quiet for the rest of the day, which is pretty soothing to hear to be in.

>The backroom has certainly gotten quieter.

>Just as you finish a comic book the back door slams open.

>It startles you and makes Luna jump.

>Your boss stands there at the door with a big grin on his face.

 

>”Anon, Luna! Come back here now! I have to show you something important!”

 

>Both of you set down your tools and walk back to the storage room.

>You both are eager and curious to see what he has to show.

 

>You both enter the back room.

>Your boss stands there looking pleased with himself.

>Behind him is a red curtain leading to the empty back backroom.

>The one, no one goes to for anything.

>You and Luna stand attention waiting to be spoken to.

 

>”Do you know why I called you two back here?”

 

>There really is no answer you can think of.

>Unless there was a fast food chain in there.

 

>”We have no idea, Dad?”

 

>Luna rarely calls her boss Dad even if he is her father, but only during work.

>Why she would call him that now is a mystery to you.

 

>”Well you two have done such a good job that I decided to reward you.”

 

>A reward? Hopefully it was a raise.

>He puts his hand on the curtain.

 

>”Behold!”

 

>He flings across the curtain to reveal what the sound of the construction was all along.

>The curtain opened showed the back backroom completely foreign from what it was.

>The whole room has been given a makeover.

>The walls have been re painted.

>A new carpet has been installed on the floor too.

>A mini fridge and a microwave are against the wall along with some cleaning supplies.

>The best part is that you figured out why the boss took that console earlier.

>On a wooden table lies a box tv and the console which is already hooked up.

>Even the furniture was brand new.

>One large couch sat up against the wall in full view of the television in front.

>The whole entire back room has turned into a gamers paradise.

 

>”Wh-where did you find the time to do this in a week?”

 

>”Not that hard to do this at all, but listen up!”

 

>Distracted by the amazement you both quickly turn to your boss.

>You both, like soldiers, stand side by side, arms folded to your body, and legs together.

>The boss walks back and forth in front of you two explaining his reasons.

 

>”After a tax refund I have collected and the noticeable amount of work you two have invested here.”

 

>”I have decided to use most of the money to build an employee lounge in this rarely used backroom.”

 

>”This room has been refitted to satisfy the hearts of gamers just like yourselves.”

 

>After that announcement he goes over the rules.

>Most are pretty fair.

>Some others are more weird, but fair.

>Rule #1

>No slacking off.

>This room is only for breaks and lunch.

>If you get caught sitting on that couch while you're working you’re working.

>That’s a warning.

>Three warning result in a, get the hell out, you lost.

>Rule #2

>Keep all food you bring in on the table.

>And use the coasters if you have a drink.

>Rule #3

>Clean your mess up when you're done in here.

>Not just for food, but for trash, fluff the pillows on the couch, sweep regularly, and keep the tv off when you’re not using it.

>After a few more rules you and Luna get the idea of tidiness and a clean work environment.

>The boss finished with his explanation and dismisses you from work for the rest of the day.

>However he wants you both to set up the console.

>You both agree and thank your humble boss.

>Luna picks out a few leftover games from storage and you wire up the tv.

>Luna comes back with about 15 different game cartridges.

>Somehow she is able to keep them all cradled in her arms, none ever fall out.

>Now finished with the wiring you turn the tv to the correct input.

>Luna lays down all the cartridges on the table and sorts them alphabetically.

 

>”Well what should we play first, Anon?”

 

>The next hour is filled with jam packed co-op games.

>You both play the GoldenEye multiplayer for about 15 minutes.

>Then you go to racing in Mario Kart.

>All your races are filled with close wins and sometimes dirty tricks.

>Fucking blue turtle shell.

>You two have so much

>You take a brief look at the clock.

>It’s 7 pm.

>Time to punch out for the evening.

>You feel bad about telling Luna to turn the game off.

>But you know it’s for the best.

>In the middle of a race you pause the game.

>It freezes the whole screen.

 

>”Hey! What gives?”

 

“Sorry, Luna. But I think it’s time to go home.”

 

>Luna gives a moan of disappointment.

 

>”But I wanna play a little longer.”

 

>Doesn’t this girl know when to stop.

>You did have fun, but it’s getting late as it is.

>Chances are you might not get back in time for dinner.

>Feeling sympathy, you two negotiate a compromise.

 

”Fine. We’ll finish the next game then I’m done.”

 

>”Hooray!”

 

>Coincidentally the last course you play is the last of the tournament.

>Rainbow Road.

>This is it, time to win.

>The carts rev up their engines waiting to start.

>3

>2

>1

>Go!

>The finishing music plays and the character stats appear.

>Luna has been cheering most of the time.

>You just played knowing that it would be over soon, and you could go home.

>Luna won tournament all together.

>The closing ceremonies finished you exit the menu and turn off the console.

>You set the controller on the table next to the console and head for the door.

 

“Goodnight Luna, see you Monday.”

 

>She sits in the room putting all the cartridges in a container.

>Then cleans the room a bit.

>You sign out the time slip and designate the hours you put into today.

>You walk out of the back room and head to the front door.

>Finally it’s time to go home.

>You put your hand on the door handle and begin to turn.

>Just as you are about to open the door.

 

>”Anon! Wait a second.”

 

>For real.

>What might your boss want now.

>Working hours are over.

>He stumbles out of his office and makes his way to you.

 

>”Anon. How would you like to make a little extra cash.”

 

>What could this be.

>Perhaps a way towards a new Joyboy.

>Whatever it is it enlightens you and you hear him out.

 

“What? You mean like a raise?”

 

>”Not exactly, just I’ll give you a bonus.”

 

>Not getting a raise is a let down.

>You hear what else he has to say.

 

“What do you have in mind?”

 

>”I have some very special packages arriving to the shop tomorrow and I won’t be here to retrieve them.”

 

>”I already convinced Luna, but she can’t do it alone.”

 

>This seems like the only way to make a little more money.

>It’s not a raise but it will certainly mean something.

>With nothing to lose you agree to the terms

 

“Alright. When do you want me to come in.”

 

>”Around lunchtime. The peak of noon. I’ll have instructions here for you to follow.”

 

“Sure thing boss. Thank you for the offer.”

 

“I’ll be sure to come in tomorrow.”

 

>With that you open the door and head home.

>On the way you wonder what kind of packages the store will be receiving tomorrow.

>It’s likely it will be some promo things that are going to be for the JoyBoy Color coming out.

>Posters, cards, commercial enterprise kind of stuff.

 

>The sky always looks weird when this weather happens.

>You walk down the Central Market towards the shop in the rain.

>However the sky is also illuminated with the sun.

>A thin rainbow stretches over the sky.

>Seems like a lucky day, apart from the rain which is only a light drizzle.

>One block away from the shop you take a left.

>The shop takes Saturdays and Sundays off, so it would be closed today.

>So the front would be locked, and you weren’t given a key.

>Instead you head around the back way.

>At the loading dock you head to the back door.

>Knowing Luna would probably be there, you knock on the back door.

>It takes a while but you hear a slight moan on the other side of the wall.

>You knock again to get your point across

>You hear a faint sound of rushing footsteps.

>They get faster and faster each passing moment.

>The end of the sound is right up against the other side of the door.

>A dozen locks are being heard undone on the other side.

>The door opens slightly.

>However a chain lock still hasn’t been removed.

>It stops the door from opening any further than a few inches.

 

>”Dammit!”

 

>The door slams on you.

>Patiently you wait.

>The sound of the metal chain being unfastened is heard from the other side.

>The metal door opens again.

>Luna appears on the other side of the frame.

>She looks like a complete mess.

>Her hair is all messy.

>She smells a little bit.

>And oddly her eyes are bloodshot and weary.

>What the heck did she do last night.

>She props her body against the door frame to keep herself up.

>Her vision is also impaired.

 

>her eyes are narrowed trying to keep them open.

 

“What did you do last night, Luna? You look like shit.”

 

>Well the body oadr sure convinces you she smells.

>Not like shit, but of cheese nachos and energy drinks.

 

>”Nothin much, Anon. Just played some games.”

 

“Have you been up all night here? Playing in the shop.”

 

>”Well Duh! Didn’t you ever have a fantasy where you had your favorite store all to yourself for a night?”

 

>Doesn’t everyone have those.

>You sure have.

>But why would she want to do such a thing.

 

>”So did you ever leave the store?”

 

>Luna gives off a yawn.

>As she yawns she tries to tell you.

>The first few words are cut off and loud.

 

>”Not exactly. I just came here in the middle of the night. It’s hard playing video games sharing the same room with someone else. Especially one that snores.”

 

>She refers to her older sibling, Celestia.

>The only person who drinks nothing but Sunny D most of the time.

 

>”So I got my extra set of keys to the shop and played through the whole night.”

 

>She starts wobbling and looks like she might fall.

 

“Are you sure you’re gonna be okay? Maybe you should lie down.”

 

>”It’s okay, Anon. I’ve been in many scenarios like this before.”

 

>”And, I’ve always come out fine. Both physically and-”

 

>She is unable to finish her sentence.

>From exhaustion her eyelids close shut.

>Her unconscious body falls towards you.

 

>You catch her body in your arms.

>The smells coming off her get to you as she is now right in your personal space.

>Quickly thinking you throw Luna over your shoulder and carry her into the backroom.

>The door from the loading dock leads into the employee’s lounge.

>The place looks like a pigs pen.

>There is cheese nachos all over the table, and crumbs on the floor.

>Energy drinks lay on the table too.

>All but one a facing sideways empty, and some crushed.

>The one standing up is on a coaster, thank goodness.

>The lights are off too.

>Before the light from the sun came through the doorway.

>The only light source was coming from the bright screen of the television.

>The game remains on stopped with the bright characters “pause” showing, as well as a few other options to alter the game.

>Practically every rule your boss has told you has been broken.

>You set Luna on the couch and prop a pillow to support her head.

>She lays there looking peaceful and carefree.

>You exaggerate on the carefree part looking at Luna’s effort on a good time.

>And although this place looks peaceful to her, it might end up costing you, your job.

>You lay across her body a blanket and leave her be.

>However she’ll have to help you for the real reason why she is here.

>Why you both are here.

>It is to receive whatever order your boss said he couldn’t attend too.

>Leaving Luna be for a moment you explore the rest of the shop in search of hints.

>On the once clear front desk lies a note.

>The lined paper looks like it’s been torn out of a binder.

>On the front is a strange image.

>There are very thin vertical lines coming down.

>On those lines are thinner lines at a slightly tilted horizontal angle.

>They look like they resemble trees, trees in the winter.

>No leaves just the thin pencil drawn branches hanging off the log.

>Around the trees is another figure.

>It looks like a man.

>However the arms are much longer than an average humans.

 

>Its height is just about as big as the trees.

>Tells you this guy must be tall.

>Must be some kind of deranged drawing of a basketball player.

>The height and arms would come in hand.

>The figure wears a simple formal white shirt and a black overcoat.

>The face of the figure is left untouched.

>All together it’s a lone tall faceless figure standing in a withered forest.

>Above that is a message in lead.

>The characters are much bolder and larger.

 

>”Don’t turn around!”

 

>Wonder what that means.

>As curious as you are you turn around.

>The paper.

>On the other side is a clear list of instructions regarding the order you will be receiving later.

>You read over the note absorbing every detail.

 

>”Dear, Luna. The people shipping the surplus will arrive in a delivery truck.”

 

>”The truck should arrive around 1:30 Pm.”

 

>You look over at the clock.

>That’s about an hour from now.

>You get back to the note.

 

>”Have them back the truck at the loading dock to make it easier for you and Anon.”

 

>After taking all that is ours the delivery man will ask you to sign a form to confirm the order.”

 

>”You and only you will sign the form to confirm the order.”

 

>”After that leave the boxes in the back alone.”

 

>”After that, you and Anon will return home.”

 

>”When I see that the job is done, I will give you, your extra pay.”

 

>”Love, Dad.”

 

>You feel a little guilty for reading a letter not meant for you.

>Regardless, this is what he want’s you to do.

>Not much time hasn't passed when you just recently looked at the clock.

>You pull of a comic book from the wall.

 

>You sit down on the chair behind the front desk and read it.

>Time passes by pretty quick.

>Just as you finish your 14th comic book, you hear a loud engine.

>Putting the comic down on top of the others you go back to investigate.

>The sound of a giant vehicle.

>Specifically the beeping noise a truck makes when it’s backing up is heard from the outside.

>You head over to the storage center of the shop.

>The garage door is where you need to go.

>You unlock the door and manually pull it up.

>With that added effort the garage pulls itself up.

>Small streaks of sunshine momentarily blind you.

>As your vision clears everything becomes much more clearer.

>A large truck slowly makes it way toward you.

>You move your hands signaling for the driver to back up more.

>You bring your hands to a halt motion.

>The truck stops only a few centimeters from hitting the platform.

 

>Altogether the truck stops moving and its engine.

>You hear a few faint footsteps from the truck.

>Suddenly the back of the truck opens up its door.

>The guy in charge pulls on another lever.

>A small extendable platform emerges from the vehicle.

>It provides as a bridge connecting the two sides.

>The guy driving walks across the bridge to you.

 

>”Hello. I have a package here for this facility designate, Canterlot Hills Entertainment Depot.”

 

“Yes this is the place, I assume you have our packages.”

 

>”Yes we do, sir. However before I can hand them over to you I need a signature.”

 

>”Only a building owner may sign this too.”

 

>He holds out a clipboard with the order form.

>On the bottom is a place where the recipient writes the signature.

>However this is not your store.

>Looks like you have to wake up Luna for this after all.

 

“Sorry about this, could you hold on a second?”

 

>”Certainly sir.”

 

>You rush to the lounge.

>Luna is still asleep on the couch.

>You don’t hesitate to wake her up quickly.

>Putting your hands on her, you shake her body violently.

 

“Time to wake up, Luna!”

 

>Luna just tosses her body over ignoring you.

>Still asleep her body turns the opposite direction from you.

>Her back is against you, tells you her consciousness wants to sleep.

>You sigh.

>You look back at the wooden table.

>It’s still a complete mess.

>The small crumbs of the nachos fall out of the bag and onto the table.

>The cans of energy drinks all turned sideways and crushed to a degree.

>All except one that remained partially full and thankfully on a coaster.

>Just then you hatch an idea.

>You go to the mini fridge and pull out another energy drink.

>You stand over Luna, the can in hand.

 

>Moving up your free hand you pluck your fingers against the tap.

>You move the tab upwards and cause the drink to open.

>The sound of the fizz popping echos in the room.

>Almost immediately Luna’s body goes from a stiff plank to full alert.

>She springs out of the bed.

>It’s quite alarming that she moves so fast you get a bit jump scared and almost drop the drink.

>Standing up she snatches the drink out of your hands.

>She raises it up in the air and puts the lid to her mouth.

>In only a few short seconds she gulps down the entire thing.

>She gives out a ‘aaah’ and take in a deep breath after finishing.

>Then she takes the aluminum and crushes it in between her hand and her forehead.

>The result is just like the ones on the table.

>She throws the empty bottle at a nearby trashcan.

>It hits around the rim, then goes into the basket.

>Luna claps her hands and points them both at you.

 

>”Two points Motherfucker!”

 

>You stand there silent and shocked.

>It’s only been less than a minute and her stamina level is sky high.

>Shes turned into a Hyper kind of Luna.

>Through the shock you remember what you need to tell her.

>After a brief explanation of the situation, Luna still looks buzzed from the sugar.

>She rushes past you and heads to the loading dock.

>You follow behind her.

>In the state she is in right now, she might be as well called Hyper Luna.

>Luna already made it to the delivery guy and held a pen in hand.

>Hyper Luna signed out the form.

>Finishing her signature the pen starts to give off a small sign of smoke.

>Thank goodness it wasn’t the paper which is actually flammable.

>How did she even do that anyway?

>She hands the pen back to the guy and points at you.

 

>”Let’s get this shit done, Anon!”

 

>You stand there more worried than frightened.

 

“Sure thing, Luna.”

 

>Luna charges into the truck and starts grabbing all the packages marked for the store.

>You follow in too.

>The order states that you have most of the boxes in the truck.

>Whatever is in those boxes it sure is heavy.

>You can only carry one at a time.

>You look over at Luna who you expect not able to carry even one.

>You’re wrong.

>You see Luna rush out the truck with 3 boxes stacked.

>Turns out those energy drinks do deliver what the name implies.

>Compared from Luna to you, the process is going a lot more quickly.

>The delivery guy points out the wheeled lift that he lets you use.

>That sure helps a lot.

>Having half of the boxes already taken off of the vehicle you notice something about Luna.

>Now she is carrying only two boxes at a time.

>And struggling while she does.

>Her speed is also decreased.

>You don’t blame her, that is some amazing strength you get sometimes in situations like this.

>With 80% of the packages unloaded you look again at Luna.

>Now she can barely lift up one box.

>And she is having a hard time standing.

>But her face starts looking a little pale.

>She might be getting a sugar crash.

>The nice guy that you are, you give her the dolly and add some boxes onto it.

>Now her speed is really low.

>As she unloads the packages off the dolly her face starts turning a light shade of green.

>Her cheeks imploded a bit and she puts her hand up to her mouth.

>She runs off to the bathroom looking sick as a dog.

>Which leaves you to the rest of the unloading.

>After you finish you hand back the dolly to the delivery guy.

>He retracts the bridge back into his vehicle and bids you goodbye.

>He starts up his truck and leaves to his next delivery.

>You close the large garage door to the loading dock and lock it up.

>At that moment Luna comes out of the Bathroom.

>She looks a lot more tidy than she did before.

>A smile that could lighten the whole room shows on her face.

>Her hair seems to back to its long wavy blue strands.

>And she doesn’t smell as bad as she did.

>Hyper Luna returned back to normal Luna.

>It’s like the pain for her has suddenly vanished.

>It’s also surprising she doesn’t have any amount of a headache or another physical pain.

 

“Luna are you alright?”

 

>”Yes. I’m fine, Anon. No biggie.”

 

>”I’ve taught myself to come over a sugar crush like that pretty quickly. So there is no need to worry.”

 

>You feel obligated to tell her to lie back on the couch since the packages are in now.

>But she’s free to do as she pleases.

 

“So what do you think are in these?”

 

>”Lets find out!”

 

>You look back at Luna.

>She grasps a large cutting knife in her hands.

>You jump up and back away.

>She goes for the package.

>You remember the note said not to touch them.

 

“I don’t think we should mess with the boss’s things, Luna.”

 

>She turns her head around to you.

 

>”Well my dad isn’t here which makes me the boss.”

 

>”So don’t tell me what to do or I’ll have to give you a warning.”

 

>She turns her head back to the box.

>The knife cuts through the package tape with ease.

>Luna unfold the cardboard flaps.

 

>There is a long tone of silence.

>She just sits there on the ground staring at the open contents of the box.

 

“What’s wrong Luna? What’s in there.”

 

>Luna lifts something out of the box.

>Pulling it out she stands up and raises it above her head.

>A smaller box appears over her. held tightly by her hands.

>You get a quick glimpse of the object before she sets it against her torso.

 

“Luna?”

 

>You grab her shoulder and turn her around.

>Her face is complete happiness and bliss.

>Her smile is wide open and extends the the corners of her face.

>Held against her torso is a small box with familiar markings on it.

 

“What’s in the box, Luna?”

 

>Luna extends her arms out.

>She shoves the box up to your face.

>You take ahold of it from her.

>On the front is perhaps what you’ve never cease to expect.

>The new JoyBoy Color Mobile Entertainment System.

>It’s finally here.

>The system you both have been waiting to get your hands on.

>Now you hold it in your hands, and well before it’s actually supposed to be here.

 

“This is impossible, Luna! These aren’t supposed to be here until the night before the release.”

 

>That is actually on Thursday, and today is Saturday.

>Why would they get here early?

>Luna snatches the box out of your hands.

 

>”Who cares, Anon. Look at what we have here.”

 

>”An entire supply of these new products and we have them well before the release.”

 

“What are you saying, Luna?”

 

>”I’m saying maybe we should ‘field test’ these so we can give some early feedback.”

 

>Saying that takes a lot of guts to do.

>Luna starts to pluck away at the package tape.

>However you feel as though this isn’t right.

>How fair would it be for you two to play on these early while everyone else waits.

>That might seem like stupidity to Luna.

>But at least you have the patience and courage to make others wait just as equally.

 

>Or should you just play along with her and enjoy the entertainment.

>Your self argument comes to a close.

>You decide that it’s best to be patient for this system, and that Luna should too.

>You snatch the parcel out of Luna’s hands as she attempted to breach into it.

 

>”Hey Anon! Give that back!”

 

>You manage to keep the box away from Luna as she attempts to get it back.

 

“Sorry Luna. But you should know all good things come to those who wait.”

 

>”Huh?”

 

“You’re just going to have to wait like everyone else to play, even me.”

 

>Luna doesn’t like that.

>She instead agrees with you like an adult she does the opposite.

>She rams her body against yours.

>Her velocity throws you against the shelves where the rest of the boxes are.

>She looks a little if not downright pissed off and a bit scary.

>You put the console up to your chest to slightly protect you.

 

>"Listen, Anon! I'm going to play on these, and not you or anyone else is going to stop me!"

 

>She pushes her arms back against your body to keep you from her.

>Your back rests against the rough terrain of the metal shelf.

>You try to resist, but she keeps you at bay.

>Perhaps a bit of Hyper Luna’s strength hasn’t left her completely.

 

“Luna, I mean this in what’s best for both of us.”

 

“We should wait.”

 

>Luna’s eyes give you a sly stare.

>Bedroom eyes?

>Her hands start to push against you harder.

 

>”Perhaps there is a way we can settle this, Anon.”

 

>”I know about your struggle with this thing.”

 

>She refers to your financial situation.

>How you can’t afford a JoyBoy because you and Milano got together.

>She continues to stare at you with those moonlit eyes.

 

>”Okay, Anon how about this for an agreement."

 

>She briskly moved her face up to yours.

>You shut your eyes to shield yourself from what you think would be pain.

>That is the opposite of what you get.

>All of a sudden your heart started to slow down.

>Your brain tells you that whatever is happening feels somewhat good.

>You flutter your eyes open to see Luna.

>Her eyes shut, are only centimeters away.

>You take a peek down to find where the source of the feeling is coming from.

>You are in shock at what you find.

>Luna is down right kissing you.

>Seeing this you instantly drive her back.

>However her strength isn’t enough to hers.

>So you wait helplessly for her to finish.

>She finally pulls away.

>Her eyes now are primed bedroom eyes.

>They stare into you, and you don’t have anywhere else to look.

>She licks her lips in delight from the kiss.

>Getting kind of weird now.

 

>”I know everything, Anon.”

 

>She sounds like she sure does.

>Having pinned you to the wall.

>She tries her best to seduce you enough for you to let her go.

>Not fucking happening.

 

“Sorry, Luna. That won’t work.”

 

>”That’s exactly what I expected.”

 

>”See what’s up there?”

 

>She tilts her head to the security camera above you.

>The red light flashing indicates it’s recording.

>You turn back to Luna.

 

>”Now listen here. My dad view the recordings on that camera at a 20x speed after every work day. And he set it up this morning too.”

 

>You wonder how he was not able to catch Luna already here.

>You listen to Luna’s threat.

 

>”Now I wonder what he will think when he see’s his daughter making out with an employee. Those things only capture video, so I’ll say that you let me pin you against the wall and kiss me. He’ll believe his ‘sweet angel’ over you anyday.”

 

>That could end up costing you your job.

>And if it did who else would hire you.

>Luna addresses her threat further.

 

>”I can do that or you can hear my other terms?”

 

“What?”

 

>”Just have to give me your undivided attention for a couple of minutes. That’s all.”

 

>”And if you help me out I’ll give you a JoyBoy color for you and Milano. And perhaps I’ll convince my dad to give you a raise after I tell him how hardworking you were to help me.”

 

>What could she possibly want?

>However you remember that Luna said to you the previous day.

 

“But, didn’t you say that I shouldn’t do anything stupid for a JoyBoy yesterday?”

 

>”Who said what I want would be stupid?”

 

>Again she quickly pulls her face up to you.

>You find her kissing you again.

>A lot more fierce and energetic this time.

>Her lips start to puncture out a bit.

>Aside from the kiss you can feel something else.

>You feel a slimy surface resting against your mouth.

>You realise that Luna wants to take it a little farther.

>She tries to tongue kiss you.

>You accidentally play along.

>You move your tongue back and away from hers.

>Instead they touch and dance together without intention.

>She lets this go on for a little bit.

>Letting go and small strand of saliva sticks from her exposed tongue and your lips.

>Breaking away far enough it disappears.

>She already looks satisfied but she thinks not.

>All of a sudden her hips slowly start gyrating against you.

>She’s trying to seduce you more than she already has.

>Unknown to you some blood has already started to leak into your private area.

 

>You feel your dick start to slightly hit against your jeans.

>It hurts a bit but it also feels somewhat good.

>Luna takes notice and kisses you again.

>Her hips start to pick up speed and grind against you.

>She has her sights clear for you.

>Whatever she wanted she sure was determined.

>You want to say no, but you just can’t risk your job.

>You have a difficult choice here.

>Refuse Luna and lose your job, and not get a chance at a new JoyBoy.

>Or follow with whatever Luna wants, keep your job, and get a raise. And perhaps your relationship with Milano.

>She breaks away from her current kiss.

>You take in a breath and sigh.

>There is nothing you can do.

>You give your answer.

 

“Alright, Luna. What do you want?

 

>She grins.

>Delighted by your answer she tells you.

 

>”Well Milano did tell me about the night you helped her with her problem, a little while ago.”

 

>Why would she tell her that.

>What could she benefit from it.

>Unless.

 

>”I know we don’t have a magic controller.”

 

>”But I think your skill can muster up enough for me. If you want to keep your job that is.”

 

>You gulp.

>Luna isn’t kidding around.

>Finally she backs off of you.

>She grabs the game box out of your hands.

>You stretch your limp shoulders from her grasp.

>Blood flows where it needs to again.

>Luna wanders to the employee lounge.

>She looks back at you.

>She extends out her index finger and repeatedly pulls it towards her.

>You clear your throat again.

>You follow her signal and head into the lounge.

>At the arch frame into the room you see Luna on the couch.

>She extends her body out.

>Her legs rise up into the air.

>The skirt starts to fold out the wrong way and touch her waist.

>You see her thighs split apart, her legs still in the air.

>The yoga pants she is wearing grows tighter as her legs split farther apart.

>They rub up against her body.

>Luna moans out of her own concept.

>She raises up a hand to her waist.

>You watch her every move.

>It seems so wrong to do watch her do this.

>Hopefully Milano won’t find out.

>And Luna’s her best friend too.

>Your dick thinks otherwise.

>You feel your pants getting tighter every moment.

>Luna grins at your face which is of pure lost in thought.

>Not even the thought of losing Milano to her doesn’t occur.

>Her hand unfastens her skirt and lets it loose.

>Luna brings her legs down to the couch cushion.

>Keeping her ankles at an arch, she lets you get a look at her thighs deepest place.

>You stare entranced by her body.

 

>”C’mon, Anon. Don’t be shy.”

 

>You focus into life again and hear her words.

>You take your body off the frame of the entrance and move towards her.

>She pats her foot at the end of the couch.

 

>”Right here.”

 

>You sit down in the spot she suggested.

>You sit on your knees getting a good look at her body.

>You can’t believe this is actually happening.

>Putting your hands on Luna’s legs, you feel the fabric send you into heaven.

>Or perhaps you’re not quite there yet.

>You massage your hands up and down her thick legs.

>You inch further to her privates as you go.

>Foreplay, that’s some good shit.

>Luna take a hold of the situation herself.

>She takes one of her feet and slides it up your leg.

>You feel her movement and explore her even deeper.

>She runs her foot up to the zipper of your pants.

>You feel her touching against what now is your full erection.

>Feeling the bulge in your pants, she starts to play with you.

>Luna rubs her feet against the tight part of your jeans.

>Those feet of hers, they know just what to do.

>It drives you crazy that she would want to do this.

>But, what drives you even more crazy is that she isn’t getting enough of her own.

>You move your hands up to the elastic of her pants.

>You pull the fabric down off her hips.

>Teasing her a bit, you do it slowly.

>As the fabric is being pulled off it slowly tickles her legs.

>Luna can’t help herself.

>She gives out a small giggle.

 

>”You’re such a tease, Anon. Good thing you don’t have to worry about that now.”

 

>Making that remark you finish pulling her pants off up to the lower part of her knees.

>You look up to see her panties.

>Those black silk panties.

>You poke your head into her thighs.

>Luna’s foot seems like it’s not even there anymore because of her distraction.

>All of a sudden you feel a certain pair of hands come behind you.

>They wrap around your head.

>Then they drive you into Luna.

>She’s really doing it.

>You feel your nose rub up against her womanhood.

>You take in the smell of the juices starting to leave marks on her underwear.

>Taking your hand off her ankle you move it towards her.

>You put them against her clit

>Rubbing your thumb against it.

>She moans and breathes down onto your neck.

 

>”That really pushed my buttons, Anon. Keep going.”

 

>Cheesy game puns.

>That’s familiar.

>Not get distracted you continue.

>Taking your other hand off you start to move around her body.

>You grab her firm ass.

>You fondle it around, she can’t seem to get enough.

>Somehow you are getting into this more than you need to.

>You don’t care enough right now however.

>Aside from your thumb, you have your extra fingers that aren’t involved.

>You move your face a slight back.

>With your fingers you move across her panties.

>To reveal her second pair of lips.

>Small amounts of juices start to leak out the bottom.

>Worried it might stain the couch and display evidence, you catch them with your tongue.

>Luna moans as you raise her tongue over her pussy.

>Catching the fluids from the bottom and trying to put them back in.

>She starts to shiver from the pleasure.

>Her snatch still runs with fluid.

>You do the next best thing.

>Plug up the source.

>Her panties moved aside, you send your fingers on a new task.

>You run them into Luna.

>At this point she has forgotten about your own pleasure.

>And she made no attempt to resume it.

>Thinking it would be cheating if you came too, you let it slide.

>Speaking of sliding.

>You slide your fingers into her deeper.

>Seeing that she isn’t satisfied yet you take another step forward.

>You remove your thumb from her clit and replace it with your tongue.

>Running up and down she tries to catch herself to get in control.

>You won’t stand for that.

>She threatened your job for pleasure.

>It’s only fair that you get some yourself.

>Having complete control of your wrist again, you use what you can.

>You drive your middle and index into her.

>Pumping them in and out she is too stunned to speak.

>Her voice breaks up as you move yourself faster and deeper into her.

>Her moans become short bursting screams, and peeps.

>When you thought she had enough she does it again.

>Her hands still behind her hand she drives your face right up against her clit.

>Your lips take on the surface of her skin.

>You lick her button with a more ferocious attitude than before.

>However your craving for more almost breaks her.

>Her insides tighten up, and you can feel a shiver down her body.

>It becomes easier to finish her as more juices start to flow around your fingers.

>Her body tenses up to its limit.

>She screams your name as she cums.

>Both of you pant and try to get your breath back.

>You look down to see your wrist still in Luna’s body.

>Small strands of juices start flowing down your wrist.

>To not hurt her you take them out, slowly.

>You put your fingers up to your face to examine.

>Your middle and index are completely covered in Luna’s fluids.

>Out of her exhaustion she is able to share a smile with you.

>You give one back.

>On the inside however you wonder how you will live through this.

 

>”Ok Anon, you have my word.”

 

>”Just help me clean up here and we can put this whole mess behind us.”

 

>You swept up at the nacho crumbs you could find and recycled all of the energy drinks.

>You turned off the console and set up all the games back to where they were.

>While you were doing that Luna cleaned out the footage on the camera that could have been used to threaten you.

>Before she tapes the box the JoyBoys came in, she gives you an offer.

>She extends out her hands and holds two JoyBoy Color’s in each.

 

>”For you and Milano. I’m sure she’ll be happy. And if you want to be safe, don’t play them until they release.”

 

>You feel guilty for stealing but on the other hand, you have just been offered a JoyBoy Color like it was nothing.

 

“Sorry Luna but I can’t. I’d feel like a thief.”

 

>”Suit yourself.”

 

>She puts back the two in the box and tapes it up.

>She walks out of the storage room with the only JoyBoy color in hand.

>You pile the box back with the others and head back to the employee lounge.

>The next hour you play on the console in the lounge.

>You sit on the couch playing some games.

>On occasion you peep over at Luna who sits on the otherside.

>You look over to see what she might be doing on that new JoyBoy.

>You restrain yourself as hard as it is to avoid any spoilers that might be shown to you.

>You hear the bell on the front door ring open.

>Looks like your boss is back from whatever it is that kept him occupied.

>Luna quickly turns off the game and hides it under the couch.

>Ignoring her, you continue your own game.

>The boss pokes his head out the side of the frame.

 

>”Hello. I trust that everything went well.”

 

>Luna reclines her feet on the table.

>She puts her arms behind her head and relaxes.

 

>”Yep, Aside from the power outage we had earlier, everything went swimmingly.”

 

>You don’t recall a power outage, although the storm had the ability to bring one.

>However you forget that must have been Luna’s excuse of the missing footage.

>You pause the game and keep quiet.

 

>”Well it’s good to know that. I’ll be sure to give you both a handsome reward for this. You may leave.”

 

>Your boss turns away and you suspect he heads for his office.

>Getting off of the couch you shut off the console and put everything away.

>Before leaving you have something you need to get off your chest.

 

“Luna. You are sure you won’t tell anyone about this right?”

 

>”Of course, Anon. I already gave you my word. I just wish you could have taken my offer.”

 

>You wanted to, but how would you explain this.

>A vague scenario goes through your head

 

>”Here Milano have this JoyBoy I got from nowhere.”

 

>You shudder at the thought.

 

“I’ll find a way. You’ll see.”

 

>You turn to the door and unlock the several locks.

>Opening up the door you let a chill breeze rush through your body.

>Making your way towards home you find that maybe everything won’t be so bad after all.

>You can only hope.

 

>A few days later.

 

>The big day arrives.

>The official release for the new JoyBoy is finally going to happen.

>Due to the large amount of people preparing for the midnight release you find your work schedule overwritten to help the store.

>Over time, people start pouring in and out with new games to play.

>You’re happy everyone else is happy, but you have feels for not being able to afford one of your own.

>At 2 am the storm dies down, and the last customer to pay was half an hour ago.

>You help clean up the shop waiting for your order to leave.

>Luna passed out on the couch again with the game still on.

>The lounge is just as messy as before, but your boss lets it slide.

>You get on your jacket and begin to walk to the door.

 

>”Anon!”

 

>You look back to find your boss heading towards you.

>He looks cheerful for some reason, his hands are behind his back too.

 

>”Listen. Luna talked to me about something you two shared together and…”

 

>Oh shit!

>Did she really tell him?!

 

>”...I saw that you worked extra hard and actually made an effort to stay this late.”

 

>What does he intend to say?

 

>”So here. Have these.”

 

>He brings out his hands.

>Each of them have a new JoyBoy in them.

>You receive them and caress them both.

>Words cannot express how you feel right now.

 

>”However I expect you to work just as hard now. Understand?”

 

“Yes, sir!”

 

>”Good. See you tomorrow.”

 

>He walks back to his office.

>You walk out the door, heading back home.

>You try not to get distracted by the two boxes with the traffic on the street.

>Getting home you immediately run to your mother’s craft closet.

>Pulling out wrapping paper and ribbon you do what you must.

>After cutting, taping, and bow tying, you have finished her gift.

>You then proceed to get as much sleep as you can.

>However the thought’s of Milano’s reactions keep you awake.

>You can only hope.

 

>The End I think