Character Ages: Gabe is 30 and Vaux is 26.
Note For Trans Readers: Words for male genitalia are used for Gabe's bottom growth, but the words "cunt" and "folds" are used for him a few times as well. Words like "shaft" and "length" are used for Vaux's anatomy and she engages in penetrative sex with Gabe. This was done for trans readers who either prefer or don't mind things being this way when they're depicted in erotica. Please read at your own discretion.
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There is no better remedy for the effects of day-to-day horseshit than some time on the lake. Gabe would always be grateful for his aunt who owned a small cottage and allowed him to stay there every once in a while. It provided a retreat to relax, work on his book, and just generally enjoy some peace and quiet to himself. For the most part.
While the cottage wasn't high-end by any means, it did have running water. The luxury of a shower was particularly appreciated. Especially if one wasn't fond of letting lake water dry on their hair and skin after a swim. Steam billowed out around Gabe's ankles as he exited the shower. He dried off, quickly ran the towel over his hair, and wrapped it around his waist before leaving the bathroom.
The air felt comfortably cool and the hallway was dim with the fading day's light as he made his way to the bedroom. He was startled by the sight of a figure sitting at the foot of the bed, sucking in a painful breath and letting out a choked sound of alarm. The person tittered, immediately cementing her identity and putting Gabe at ease.
He coughed. "Jesus, Vaux."
The cave troll sat with one leg crossed over the other, a hand still lightly touching her mouth from laughing at Gabe's expense. As usual, she was completely nude. 'Cave-living and clothes don't mix,' she had once explained to him.
Gabe was used to this. It took some time before his face wasn't constantly warm with her in sight, but he managed to establish a sense of normalcy about having a hot naked woman around the place. However, his attention was now caught by just how much she had changed in the short time since he had last seen her; all thanks to that magical troll brew of hers which he was jealously certain was far more faster-acting than his shots had been.
The most noticeable difference was that she definitely had tits now. They were small and cute; probably a perfect fit in Gabe's hand. Or his mouth. He looked up to Vaux's face, the smirk he met conveying that he had been caught staring. He cleared his throat.
"Nothing else going on in the woods on a Saturday night aside from scaring the shit out of me?" he asked.
Vaux's fangs flashed as she smiled, her bat-like nose wrinkling slightly.
"Saw you swimming earlier. Thought I'd drop in," she said. Her head tilted to the side. "Not a fan of swimsuits are we?"
Gabe's brow furrowed. He sighed and ignored the question, starting to walk over to the bedside table where he had left his phone.
"Aw, don't be grumpy," Vaux teased. "I just had to come and see that cute little butt of yours up close."
She reached out as he passed her, hooking her finger into the top edge of his towel and pulling it off in one swift motion. Gabe gasped at the sudden exposure, but the edges of his mouth quirked up. He could never stay irritated with her for long, especially in her adorable eagerness to strip him and start what she had really come for.
"Vaux," he said, drawing out her name in a tone of feigned warning as he slowly turned towards her.
She was grinning, clutching her prize and waving it enticingly as her tufted tail swayed behind her. "Come and get it, then."
Gabe obliged, heart rate increasing as he knew what he would be 'getting' when he approached. But he kept outwardly calm. Even as Vaux dropped the towel on the floor and placed a clawed hand on his tattooed thigh. She littered his stomach with kisses, lingering on the large freckle by his navel.
He shook his head. "Whatever ever happened to 'hello', dinner, and a nice talk?"
"Seems like I have a meal in front of me already," Vaux said, one of her three yellow tongues darting out over her bottom lip. She was perfectly mouth-level with his dick, looking up at him with those big golden eyes. "So check that off"
"Fair point," he said. He brought a hand to her face, fingers gingerly tracing her jawline to her chin. "And you look so good down there. I'm not about to argue."
Vaux smiled and brought her first tongue to his cock, giving it a gentle lap. She paused to let out an almost disappointed-sounding hum and fix him with a theatrical pout.
"Too bad I caught you fresh out of the shower," she said, the remainder of her complaint falling short, slurred, and trailing off as her mouth was drawn back to him. "I love how you--you usually smell..."
Her tongue laved over his dick; circling, teasing the tip and length. Gabe's hand went to her thick, dark hair.
"Get here earlier next time," he said, giving the strands under his fingers a light tug and causing Vaux to gasp against him. "More than happy to smother that pretty face in my musky cunt."
He received no response. Vaux was far too engrossed in devouring him. His breathing turned heavy, interspersed with appreciative groans. She always made him so hard; he could feel himself twitching and throbbing. Sweat sprang up on his skin, effectively ruining the work of his shower.
Vaux's tongue left Gabe's cock. He felt it extend past what would be the normal length, gliding over his folds to find his hole. It teased his entrance, probing shallowly. His body trembled as her other two tongues joined in. They licked at whatever they could reach; twisting, pressing. Saliva coated him. Her nose kept nudging the head of his dick with her slightest of movements and it was a shock each time.
"Good girl," Gabe praised. Vaux giggled and he sucked in a breath at the vibration. "Fuuuuck..."
He stood there and took the onslaught; chest heaving, head slightly dizzy. His hips would rut forward on their own, burying Vaux into coarse, damp hair. Groans and other strained, choked noises of pleasure tumbled from his lips, somewhat sore from his frequent biting. He could feel himself getting close; cock pulsing, hole twitching around the mild penetration.
