We sat there in silence together, lost alone in our own thoughts, for an inexplicable amount of time. Maria was snuggled beside me, resting her head gently on my shoulder, with her eyes shut gently, looking utterly like an angel. My arm rested softly behind her head, and even though she couldn't notice it, I contented myself by continuously caressing her breast with my hand.
And, nooooooo, I wasn't perving on her. I was simply enjoying the soft warmth of her body against mine. It's just the way she was resting on my arm and shoulder positioned my arm in such a manner that her left breast was directly under my fingers. Honestly, I would've been just as content to gently rub her back, or side, or even her feet, and enjoy the peaceful moment together with her.
I'm not JUST a horny nobody — I'm still a person, and people are more complex than just the sum of their loins!
Well… Most people are. At least, I think they are. I certainly hope I'm more than just my tiny dick — if not, I really would be pathetic! Vicky, on the other hand, I'm really not so certain about anymore…
At first, she started out by just gently massaging and rubbing my sore knee to make it feel better. Then, after a few minutes, she migrated to gently kissing it. After about twenty minutes, or so, of lovingly care upon it, her breathing began to shorten suspiciously and the kisses turned into a full-fledged erotic tongue licking — from my knee all the way to my toes and then back up my good leg!
When she passed my good knee and starting to lick her way ever so passionately up towards my groin, I finally pulled her head away. "Can you cook?" Asking her the first thing on my mind, I tried to distract both myself and her from her amorous libations. I sure as hell didn't want Maria to hear and then open her eyes and watch me work my one-shot wonder!
And, YES, I know I said I don't hide things from Maria. I don't! I'm not really hiding the fact that I'm so fat and short-winded, I feel like I'm going to pass out after a single round of sex, from her. I'm just not demonstrating that irrefutable reality in front of her! I still have *some* pride left as a man.
"I'm a decent cook," Vicky admitted, looking up and smiling brightly at me. "I'll be happy to fix you guys something, if you'll let me, but I'm not personally hungry. I don't seem to do that anymore," Vicky giggled lightly, dreamingly staring up into my eyes.
"Don't do what?" I asked, rubbing her bald head gently. "Get hungry?"
"Nope." Smiling mischievously, Vicky leaned up lightly to gently kiss on my fingers. "It's just one of the many things I don't seem to do anymore. I haven't slept since the day of our field trip, but I'm not tired. I haven't gotten hungry, or had to go to the bathroom. Honestly," Vicky giggled lightly, as if it wasn't some sort of big deal, "I haven't even had a *desire* to eat anything for the past few days."
"Except for you, of course," Vicky corrected herself, leaning forward to deliberately kiss the tip of my manhood. "I'm always ready to eat my Master's Creamy Delight!"
"Oh…. Gods…" Groaning softly, I gently tugged Vicky upward and pointed to the kitchen. "Then scoot on in there and fix me something for supper. You don't have to fix Maria anything," I advised her, chewing on my lip with worry as I tried to process her carefree statements. "Just grab her one of the chocolate protein drinks from the fridge when you come back in here," I added as an afterthought.
"Certainly, Master!" Jumping up, Vicky giggled happily as she sashayed her bare rear seductively back and forth on her way to the kitchens.
"I think…" Maria whispered softly, opening her eyes to stare at Vicky as she rounded the corner to the kitchen, "… she's broke bad. *YOU* broke her bad," Maria accused, poking her finger hard into my chest. "You know you're going to have to be responsible for her for the rest of your life. Right?"
"I'm sorry," I whispered truthfully. "Honestly, I never intended all this. I never would've imagined something like this could ever be real — not in a million years."
"Yeah," Maria sighed sadly. "Truthfully," she admitted softly, "I wish you would've chose me over her. If you can break her to the point where her hair falls out, she doesn't need to eat, or sleep, or use the bathroom… Maybe… Just maybe," Maria trembled slightly in my arms, "…you could've fixed me."
"I… I'm so jealous," Maria admitted bitterly. "Honestly, I'm sooooooo tempted to get up, go in there, and just tell her to drop dead already..." Her voice trailing off to a whisper, Maria didn't say anything more after that.
Squeezing her up tight against my fat chest, neither of us paid attention as tears slowly leaked down the other's cheeks. It's no wonder Davy said these damn wishes were a nightmare — they only cause heartbreaks and regrets!!
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Both of us sat in silence together after that, knowing there was nothing we could say to change the facts of how things are. All we can do is hold each other tight and simply be there for one another — the same as always. By the time Vicky came back in with a plate full of hotdogs and french fries, we were both almost asleep in each others' arms.
"One choco drink for the lovely lady," Vicky giggled playfully, nudging Maria to take her protein shake. "And some fried wieners for my Master," Vicky smirked happily, while sitting the filled tray on the couch's armrest beside me. "And that leaves Master's raw wiener for me," Vicky drooled, reassuming her place kneeling between my knees.
"Umm… Maybe in a bit," I offered, choking slightly. I really don't think I'd survive her eating me while I was trying to eat at the same time! "Did… umm… Did I tell you guys yet that I think I'm starting to learn magic? Well, maybe," I finished lamely, trying to awkwardly change the subject.
"SPUURRRKK!! KAAKKKK… AHHKKK… KKKAAAKKK!!" Spewing chocolate drink out of her nose in utter surprise, Maria leaned forward and hacked and choked for several agonizing moments before forcing herself to sputter, "Wha.. wha.. whaat?!!"
Patting her on the back to help her spit out anything extra, I softly repeated, "I think I'm starting to learn this magic stuff. Maybe."
"Oh? What type of magic trick is Master learning? Will you show us later?" Poor innocent Vicky was watching Maria with obvious concern in her eyes, but she didn't seem to place any importance on my claim. I guess that kinda makes sense, since we've never explained to her about the wishing pond or anything. Maria just ordered her with something like, "Let the past remain the past, and only focus on being a good toy from now on."
(Author Note: Chapter 6, for those who want the exact moment — "And now that we've established that the world is screwed up," Maria chuckled imperially, "we're going to move on. The past doesn't matter. *HOW* we got here doesn't matter. All that matters is that we're to this point now, and you're now Michael's personal little play toy.")
Which, when you think about it for just a moment, leads to the obvious question, *Exactly what does Vicky think happened to her?* Can she even think about the before? Or the how she became mine? Maria was wanting to set unbreakable rules where I wouldn't just go in and alter Vicky's thoughts and personality all willy-nilly, but didn't she do MUCH, MUCH worse??
Vicky's apparently always had a submissive personality it seems, but looking back on things now, I think Maria truly cemented her position in concrete! She can't worry about who she used to be in the past. She can't really question how or why she's my slave. All she knows is that she's my little girl-toy forevermore, and that seems natural…
Daaaammmnnnnnnn!! I didn't break Vicky! Maria did!!
"How… When… What do you mean you've learned *MAYBE* magic?" Wiping her arm several times back and forth against her nose, Maria finally managed to straighten back up enough to draw my back out of my thoughts.
"Give me just a second," I told her, "and I want to try something. Both of you tell me if you see *ANYTHING* unusual, okay?"
"Sure."
"Yes, Master."
"Then here goes," I told them, after the two girls promised to keep an eye open. Focusing my will, I tried to push everything else out of my mind for now, and focused only on finding that blue SOMETHING again.