NaNoWriMo Installment 2

Oh boy. Here we go. Didn't meet the word count, but at least I wrote something!

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“So this is Mushroomia,” Tibault said, immediately wishing he’d made a “much room” joke, then almost as immediately being thankful that he hadn’t, for surely that would have made him seem a fool. And if there was anything that he didn’t want to seem in front of Beater, it was a fool.

Beater giggled. What a funny thing to hear coming out of the mouth of a unicorn! Who would have thought she of all dead people would manage to bring a unicorn into Mushroomia!

“Yep,” she said, and dashed behind Tibault and pulled his tail behind a particularly large and fluorescent mushroom.

Tibault yelped in a very assy way and couldn’t stop himself from shooting a glare at Beater, but it faded fast when he saw the lusty look in her eye. He took a quick glance around. None of the other dead people and creatures were looking their way, so he pranced behind the mushroom and right into Beater’s arms.

“I’ve never done it with a unicorn before, and I’ve never done it dead, either,” she said, pulling off her clothes.

She, like all the dead beings, was shades of grey, which looked quite lovely next to the pearly iridescence of Tibault’s coat. She stood under his neck and ran her hands up and down both sides of it, then around his shoulders and front legs, then back up to his rib cage and then oh! So close to his erect and pulsing penis, but she stopped just before she reached it, thrust her hands into his mane and threw herself onto his back.

With her arms stretched down on either side of his neck, she rubbed herself up and down, up and down, and he turned his head to her thighs and nibbled at her ever so gently until she’d rubbed herself to an orgasm. When she was spent, she fairly melted off him into a bed of tiny white mushrooms.

“May I enter you?” Tibault asked. Beater nodded and turned over to all fours, like a horse. Tibault stood over her and thrust his penis in slowly, gently, exploring the limits of her vagina. He found it welcoming and thrust deeper. He’d done it with humans before, but never a dead human. How freeing to know he wouldn’t spread yet another half-unicorn into the universe! He was one half-bred foal away from unicorn home planet arrest.