Convention Adventures: Chubby Chrysalis [Non-FR]

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>Page finally goes to a con.

>He finds the best Chrysalis cosplayer he's ever seen there.

>Holey elbow gloves, sheer stockings, she even has the green contacts and fangs.

>There's one slight discrepancy, though...

>She's rather husky.

>Still, Page doesn't mind the extra pounds.

>After an extended period of "admiring" from afar, he finally picks up the courage to talk to her.

>As he approaches, however, the opportunity is snatched out of his hands by her chunky grasp.

>"Why hello, big boy... Don't think I didn't spot you looking at me..."

>Chrysalis leans forward, grasping her ample bosom in her meaty hands.

>"What do you think of them up close? Or maybe..."

>She twirls around 180 degrees, flipping her ragged dress upwards to display her wide ass.

>"Is this what you're looking for?"

>Page is stunned by chrysalis' incredible dimensions.

>Turning back around to face him, chrysalis smirks at page's dumbfounded expression

>She gives a slight giggle and leans close to his ear, allowing him to get a big whiff of her expensive perfume.

>"Let's stop beating around the bush. What do you say to coming back to my... hive, and being my drone for the day?"

 

>Page shudders in excitement at her proposal.

>His mouth trembles for a bit, searching for the words to say.

"W-Well...I wouldn't mind being your drone for a little longer. Well, if you would allow me the honor, that is."

>The husky cosplayer stares at him, a light blush appearing on her face.

>She regains her composure, placing her free hand under his chin, tilting it towards her face.

>"Time will tell."

>She moves in closer, blowing her minty breath filled with love onto the love-struck young man's lips.

>"If you do a good job, I will consider your proposition."

>She turns, pulling you along back to her "hive"

>"Come, and lets test your skills."

>A few minutes of walking in silence, the two of them finally arrive back to her room at the swanky hotel across the street from the con.

>"Now that we're alone...let's get to business. I'll show you mine...if you show me yours."

>Page nods like an idiot.

>"Good, now strip."

>Her voice is calm yet stern, and that combined with her narrowing eyes radiates an aura of dominance.

>Page's shaky hands move to the hem of his shirt, lifting it up and tossing it to the side.

>The Queen loves what she sees so far.

"Mmm, I can taste that devotion in just that act. Now then, a promise..."

>She reaches behind her, grabbing the zipper to her corset and pulling it downward.

>For a chubby woman, she is pretty flexible.

>"Is a promise."

>She licks her lips, eyes becoming half-lidded as her top slowly falls.

>Her tantalizingly large breasts, first hidden by her corset, now hides behind her arms as she holds them up.

>Doing a little dance, her hips sway luring Page deeper into her web of desire.

>Her hungry eyes are drawn south to Page's pants, watching his bulge grow the more she moves.

>A wry smirk appears on her face, and she lets her breasts rest on her plump tummy.

>They were double Ds, yet full enough to not let gravity take full control over them.

>"Now, if you want the rest..."

>She's practically drooling at this point.

>"Take it all off."

>Page flinches for a moment, unsure if he should do such a thing.

>He contemplates his position, realizing that his dream of being with this woman will end if he doesn't comply.

>With a sigh, he unfastens his pants, pulling them, and his underwear off completely.

>He stands, showing the Queen, his Queen, his average equipment.

>The cosplayer smiles, moving towards him and grasps at his ample package with her gloved hand.

>The green, silky fabric sent sensations Page never experienced in his life.

>Each stroke felt like heaven.

>She coos into his ear, pressing her large bosom against his chest.

>"Good Drone. Now for your reward..."

 

>Her skillful hand strokes him into a frenzy.

>Page's knees tremble, a swelling pressure rising in his gut.

>His gonads churn, filling his sac with potent seed.

>He tries to compose himself, but his mind, riddled with pure bliss, seems to shut down on him.

>Running on pure instinct, he reaches up with both hands to fondle his new Queen's bountiful breasts.

>Her coos spur him on even more.

>"Good. I like it when my drones take charge."

>He pants as he does his best to please his mistress, pinching each of her nipples between his index finger and thumb.

>Not to be outdone, she lifts her free hand up and bites the fabric to pull off her glove, all the while jerking off her new minion.

>She reaches behind with a smirk on her lips, placing a firm hand on his buttox.

>Her fingers creep towards his crack, pulling his cheek apart.

>Page realizes what is going on, but he's too far gone in ecstasy to even break free...even though he wouldn't think of doing so.

>"Now, then..."

>Her middle finger rubs against his brown star, applying pressure every so often.

>Page's cock twitches, growing in girth as a sign of his pleasured finish.

>The cosplaying Chrysalis licks her lips, and her finger pushes deep inside of Page's rectum.

>"Cum for me."

>His body tenses up.

>A shrill cry echoes off the walls as he paints her hole-ridden, black skirt a pearly white.

>His legs give out, falling to his knees.

>A final weak spurt falls onto her bare foot as the changeling's chubby finger slips out of his anus.

>He pants, looking up to find her soiled foot pressing against his chest.

>"Now clean your mess, Drone."

>With trembling hands, he grabs hold of her foot.

>Holding his face close to her dainty appendage, he rubs it lightly.

"Yes, my Queen."

>Sticking out his tongue, he licks up his own cream, making sure to get every drop off of her perfect skin.

>She giggles, petting the top of his head.

>"Do you love your Queen?"

"With all my heart."

>Page looks up, eyes glazed over as he worships her with praise.

>Her lips curl into a sinister grin.

>"Show me. Shower me with your love."

 

>The heavy set Chrysalis slips out of her ragged bottom.

>To Page's surprise, she isn't wearing any undergarments beside black sole-less stockings and a green garterbelt.

"Oh my word."

>She giggles at his stunned gaze and his resurrected boner.

>"Your Queen appreciates your honesty, and admires your recovery time. Now just sit there like a good little drone."

>She sits in front of him on the floor, spread eagle at first.

>Her hands dip to her moist lower lips, stirring her honey pot to get the juices flowing.

>Page watches on like a dog waiting for his treat.

>His bone throbbing in time of the naughty woman's thrusts into her slick hole.

>The Changeling Queen reaches out with both feet, encasing her new toy's manhood between them.

>"Here's part 2 of your reward. Enjoy, my faithful follower."

>Page throws his head back, feeling how soft and delicate her feet feels against his erection.

>Breathless moans and gasps escape his lips.

>Clenching his fists, he digs deep, preventing his over-sensitive glands to spur on another climax.

>His partner on the other hand is going to town, moaning loud enough for the neighbors to hear.

>Each gasp of breath causes her belly to jiggle.

>Her feet pick up the pace, moving at the same speed as her fingers into her pussy.

>"Ah, d-don't hold back. You can scream if you want! Oh fuck!"

>Page yelps as her toes massage the underside of his tip, prodding his urethra every so often.

>He can feel his groin building in pressure, right on the edge of orgasm.

"Oh fuck! Just...a bit."

>But he never got his finish.

>His seductress pulls her feet away, watching a small dribble of his cream pour from the tip and down the side.

>"Tut, tut…we can't have you waste that hot love."

>She gets on her hands and knees, gripping his average sized pecker with her hand covered in her special juices.

>Her lips pucker up, kissing his sensitive tip before parting slightly.

>Page gasps, feeling this woman's thick lips wrap around him and slurp at his prick.

>He doesn't get to relish in the feeling for long.

>She pulls away with a slick pop and slurp.

>Her deep green eyes look up at the sexually frustrated Page.

>"You are doing well. But there's one last test for you to see if you're worthy to worship me."

>She stands, sauntering past him with a smug grin.

>"But you may think of it as your last reward."

>Page watches as she spins on her heels and flops onto the bed.

>It shakes slightly and creaks.

>"Now, my pleasure minion..."

>She parts her thick legs, giving her boy-toy a glimpse of her sweet, changeling pie.

>"Bon Appetit."

 

>Page stands there gawking at her curvy legs as they guide his eyesight to her warm, inviting passage.

>Although eager, he is still inexperienced in the act of lovemaking.

>He moves closer, keeping a straight face as to not seem like a greenhorn.

>Despite his attempts to cover it up, the chubby vixen caught on to his apprehension.

>"Oh, I see. Heheheh, I got the perfect drone."

>The young man jolts in slight surprise when she gets up from her supine position and sits on her knees.

>Her hands reach for his shoulders.

>A smirk dancing on her lips.

>"A blank slate which I can mold you into the perfect lover."

>She draws closer, her breath tickling his lips and jaw.

>"I love breaking in new ones."

>Upon smelling her sweet fragrance, Page's lips shiver, and his eyes dilate.

>The cosplayer places her hands on his cheeks, pulling him in for a deep kiss.

>Page's hair stands on end as love-like electricity courses through his being.

>Their lips part momentarily, only to have them part for their tongues to come out to dance.

>The chubby Chrysalis dives in to taste her hunk buffet, swirling her tongue all throughout his oral cavity in full dominance.

>She breaks the kiss, smiling sweetly at Page.

>"Lie down. Let your Queen take care of the rest."

>Page complies, lying on his back on the bed, lightly stroking his tool to keep it stiff.

>His lover takes her place above him.

>She looks regal and dignified, yet full of lust; just like Queen Chrysalis.

>Page, at this point, couldn't tell if this is really just a woman playing the part or the actual Changeling Queen in human form.

>He doesn't get a chance to think more about the possibilities, for he feels a tight pressure at his sensitive tip.

>The woman moans, her thick thighs squeezing his sides as she lowers herself around his member.

>"Just...rela-AHCKZ!!"

>She tilts her head towards the ceiling as a shrill cry escapes her lips after forcing his member deep into her tight passage.

>Her entire being shakes with unbridled pleasure, jiggling slightly with each tremor.

>Page moans in delight, finally having the chance to know the touch of a woman, and a cute, heavyset lady at that.

>They stay connected, relishing the feeling of their nethers connected in coital bliss.

>She looks down, a smile crossing her lips and tears of joy rolling down her cheeks.

>"Now that your V-card is mine, let's indulge ourselves tonight."

>She leans down, her rather large tits and her plump belly pressed against the man underneath her with the goofy grin.

>"Congratulations on becoming a real man."

 

>She lifts her ass using her hips, feeling his head scrape at her moist, hot walls.

>Once she feels that his dick is almost out of her, she slams her hips back down against his.

>They share a harmonious moan of bliss.

>Page lies there, his hands at his sides as he watches his picture of perfection ride his pipe to climax.

>Not wanting to feel passive, he places his hands on her thick, juicy ass cheeks.

>His hands grasp at her fat rump, forcing a sharp gasp from his beautiful Queen.

"This is a-amazing."

>He hisses as he pumps upwards into her wet cunt.

>Her body shivers as she tries to match his movements.

>"Keep going! Your Queen needs this!"

>Her walls tighten around his member, feeling her first of many orgasms of the night.

>She sits on her loyal subject's thighs, forcing Page to stop thrusting.

>He still tries, which causes her to giggle.

>"I see that you still haven't gotten your fill. But we can change that."

>She leans down until her body is flush with his.

>A quick shift of her weight gets the two to roll over once.

>Now she takes the submissive role.

>"You earned your final reward. Now ravish your Queen, fertilize my eggs and we shall create a new army."

>Her green eyes now a bit softer than before, yet still burning with the same intensity of lust.

>Page smiles as his hips begin to buck.

>Back and forth, he moves in time of his lover's hips, finding a nice pace.

>While he fucks her, he leans his face down to her large tits, groping them both before taking the left to his mouth to suck on her erect nipples.

>Licks and kisses to her sensitive flesh become more energetic as time goes on.

>Her cries of debauchery goad him on, pulling onto his head into her soft mound of fat.

>Page sucks harder, pumps faster, causing the bed to slam against the wall and Chrysalis to scream louder.

>She wraps her thick legs around his waist.

>His grunts become louder, feeling his body rushing towards his peak.

>He keeps replaying her words from earlier, which spurs him on to give his new lover his hot, thick cream that's currently making its way up his dick.

>He rocks his hips until he feels his entire body shudder in his strongest climax to date.

>Thrusting deep until his tip kisses her cervix, he lets out a beastial growl.

>"Yes! Quench your Queen's desires with your special love potion!"

>His cum floods in large waves, crashing against her reproductive organ until she is full of his seed.

 

>Chubby Chrysalis releases her grip on all of Page, placing her arms to her side and her legs on the bed.

>Page, too tired to even move, just lies on top of his Queen for a bit.

>His now limp prick slides out of her slit.

>He lays on her right side, wrapping his arms around her plump body.

>She coos, basking in the afterglow.

>"I...I think you're better as a consort than a drone."

>Page just smiles.

"I'd love that.

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>A few hours later, Page wakes up in the bed.

>"Good morning, sweet cheeks."

>He gasps, quickly sitting up to find the woman, who he lost his purity to, standing in front of him.

>She's clothed, wearing a simple pink shirt and jeans, both hugging her curves.

>Her eyes are now hazel instead of the green you remembered from last night, framed by her stylish prescription glasses.

>Her shoulder length hair is brown.

>He blushes, rubbing the back of his neck.

"So...about last night...?"

>She sits beside you on the bed.

>"You were good. And don't worry, it was a safe day."

>She winks, causing a heavier blush to form on his face.

>"You really are the shy type."

>He nods slightly.

>"Just the type of guys I like. And you're cute to boot."

"Heh, I guess I lucked out."

>"You sure did. I was wondering when you would make your move. Most of the guys would just stare from afar. And they are usually the cute ones."

>You snort.

"Though, it is pretty strange hooking up with a lovely woman such as yourself without knowing your name. I'm Page... [First Name Redacted] Page."

>The woman smiles.

>"I'm Janet. Nice to meet you."

>She looks at the clock.

>"Well, we have one more day of the con. Want to hang out?"

"I'd like that. But first, I need to shower and change."

>"I'll walk you to your room."

>Page smiles, getting dressed.

>Janet gave his rear a nice slap, watching it jiggle from the force and Page hop from surprise.

>"Mmm...I may have fun with this."

>She giggles.

>After getting dressed, the two new friends/lover walk out of the hotel room, to experience the joys of the con, together as a new couple.