(Rose)
Sweet. Softness, sweetness. I lack the words...
I would need to recite a hundred or a few hundred synonyms in order to express what I feel.
Sweet, so sweet... It's hundreds of times more than just this word. I can't describe it. It's all of me, in every cell, every molecule of me. I feel this way in every thought and idea. All I can experience is this absolute softness. This absolute kind of pleasure... I'm naught but that.
All my body feels numb. I cannot move, or see, or hear anything, but I don't mind.
I feel good. Better than I ever could have felt good.
I don't have a shred of anxiety going through my veins, only these pleasures do, to no end.
I know... I don't quite remember what. Where I am, who I am...
I know that all my fears and doubts are gone. That I'm enjoying a hazy lull for the time being. I feel no pain and no fear at all. I'm being cared for in every possible way. Every.
All I have to do is enjoy this endless shapeless pleasure all over and within me. I feel so good I can't name it...
Every tip of my fingers, every inch of my skin is massaged in a softness beyond what I can describe. Every tip of my fingers, every inch of my skin is caressed in a way that sends bolts and waves of pleasure to me. And the entirety of my skin feels at least that way. The more sensitive parts of me feel even better, shining from even stronger pleasure. Everything of me does.
All over me that I can't see, and even further. All my skin, all my hair. My nails, my teeth, my face, my ears. All of me is sweetly stimulated in the most sublime way. I would never have imagined in a hundred years such feelings were humanly possible. The pink parts of my skin, the most sensitive ones, are giving me stronger thrills but more importantly greater pleasure even than I thought possible...
And it goes further. Even though I'm already in full bliss, just from what just a few inches of my skin feels, it goes deeper... I feel that same softness running along my skin in every nook and cranny of me, inside my ears, my nose, my lips, my eyes, between my eye lids.
I should have choked, coughed and had the reflex to escape anything trying to touch me on such places. My body should have fought, it did not, and that softness now caresses me in places beyond reason. All my head is resonating with pleasure coming from that infinitely gentle touch everywhere on me.
It slips through every fold and lid or lip of me, only to make it sweeter. I'm only sweetness now. Mush. Waves, ocean. I can't describe it.
I feel that softness feeding me, breathing for me, sliding down with air inside my lungs, going with nutrients into my stomach and then bloodstream.
It's inside of me in every possible way, though with infinite kindness and gentle softness again. I'm not forced, I'm just caressed, from within also as well as everywhere else. All my body is in pleasure, absolutely all.
Every fold of my sex is feeling the same way, though the warmth I feel there is higher. That caress that covers every inch of me went inside there too, and gently enough for I don't feel the urge to escape, or any discomfort at all; just warmth. I feel the same softness caressing me there, within, everywhere, but this part of me reacts more strongly to that thin loving touch. It sends stronger pleasure to me, though still just as continuously as everywhere else.
I'm in a constant lasting orgasm I think. I'm not sure sine I've never felt that way. But everything feels so good that it's wise I'm being cared for. It's a more maternal feeling that I experience there where I worry not about what I need to eat, drink, breathe or excrete, for something loving takes care of it all, I'm in the most gentle care of the world. All my bodily functions and desires are cared for thoroughly. I just have to enjoy. So I do.
I was in lull at first, but I'm slowly regaining consciousness amidst that endless sea of pleasure.
All of me is being cared for, and kissed in the most pleasant and tender ways. That sweet, sweet, sweet veil remains all over me as I slowly wake up and learn to enjoy it.
I feel that gently caress around my eyes, from nose to lungs, down to inside my anus, caring for everything I am without shame, only the same absolute desire of softness and care.
All my body drools with pleasure and I can feel pure water sliding down my throat, just the right way and amount, kissing me everywhere inside as it goes.
I'm alive and entirely, literally entirely being cared for. I relax, I move slightly as I react to the gentle yet chaotic waves of pleasures going within me. Like blood flowing with the rhythm of the heart pulse, the pleasure does too within me. It flows from everywhere, and is stronger at some places like between my inner thighs. All my sex from its outskirts to the depths of my tummy feel that soft warmth that almost shines from within me. Pleasure is radiating. It never stops, it only flows endlessly and pulsates with my heartbeat, I think.
I play along with it. I move within that warmth, I enjoy that time of complete bliss without my second thought.
I don't remember everything about myself yet. I'm still slowly waking up somehow, I can feel that around my mind.
Meanwhile, my mind enjoys just as much this complete stream of pleasures living through me.
I enjoy this gently gift someone is giving to me somehow. Kindness. Soft. Sweet, so sweet...
It's not you, is it? In this state I'm in, I can almost picture you being behind this veil and doing this to me, with all the love and kindness of the world.
Though it's not possible... In more ways... than one.
This does not spoil my soft and deep pleasure, but I remember that you're gone, long gone.
Love... The one I love most today is... It's her. She's doing this. She's caring for me, she's giving me everything. Everything.
I love her so much.
I slowly slip through the veil of night and awake. Light gently returns to my eyes. Pleasure doesn't stop however. I feel so good I can hardly move...
As I start thinking about her, I can feel the softness slowly react and move around me. She's there. She can hear me of course. She's been offering me this constant ecstasy at certainly great costs for herself.
She loves me so much. I do as much now...
I guess offering me this much sweet sensations, the maximum my body can experience truly, was her way to offer all her love to me.
She made love to me...
I can't describe what I feel. It's too soft... It's too sweet. Even though I woke up slowly through it, I can tell it was naught but genuine kindness and true love for me. She learnt how to care for me in every possible way, the perfect ways. And she's given it all to me.
My pleasure and feelings from being loved are simply...
Simply like her love for me...
The pleasure keeps flowing from my sex through my spine and chest and brain. It colours my sight as I awake myself.
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I see gently light of day. My brain is in constant haze as I barely wake up from a pool of my own pleasure.
I can't breathe, though I don't need to. For the first time the pipes of flesh going down my throat bother me.
I'm fully awake and try to cough the tubes which softly recedes and pull themselves off, sending their last thrills of orgasm inside my lungs and sinuses. It feels so weird now, and still so good. All over my face, soft flesh is pulling away, leaving my skin in final caresses that makes me moan. It's as if the strongest and most overwhelming kiss possible was suddenly over. Its lips are suddenly separating from mine, I can breathe anew, but the time of blissful pleasure is at its dusk.
I'm all covered in soft slime but it doesn't feel wrong nor smells. It's like translucent clothes or a second soft skin over me. I see my chest, naked, pristine, my nipples just being released in a last thrill. My arms and hands are free, also covered in the same slime that is still warm.
I'm sitting in a bed of flesh that looks like the inside of a very large animal. This looks disgusting, but I can't lie, I still feel very good down the waist...
My sex is still being stimulated, so are my legs and feet. I feel a last surge of pleasure coming to me as I'm being liberated from this thing. I raise my head and look at the sky. I moan, and sigh a last strong few times as everything pulls away and outside of me.
I sigh and shiver.
I open my eyes again, and see the sky. Everything below me is changing, moving around. My own muscles have to lift me now. I feel my weight reappearing.
I find myself on a soft bed of white roses, only the flowers, no thorns.
A giant arm of flesh protruding from my belly is slowly necrotizing, getting thinner and dry; and finally cutting itself away from me. I see the skin of my belly healing over what becomes my belly button, only larger than before and shaped very differently. A new kind of belly button is replacing the missing one...
A new birth...
I've been reborn... Which means...
R - I died... Blume... You did it.
A human shape appears before me.
It's... Me? I look at her, agape. She's smiling. She looks tired but happy.
B - Of course I did Rose. I love you that much.
She opens her arms in grand fashion, speaking loudly with tears of joy at the corners of her eyes.
B - Welcome back to the livings Rose!
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