Driving home with several bags of outfits, I had another bout of those mad, cackling giggles. I had no trouble navigating the unfamiliar route to my apartment. I could feel her pulling me and I followed that sensation like a compass point. A small voice screamed at me from the depths of my mind that I’d regret this. That the possibility that she’d step out of the mirror and simply remove my head existed. That I’d be simply food to her.

  It wasn’t wrong, but it didn’t make me stop giggling beneath my breath as I rode the elevator up to my apartment with two bags full of under garments. I stepped out of the lift to an empty hallway. No MDA agents were waiting in the hallway with iron swords and guns drawn. If anyone was going to stop me, it have to be now.

  Nobody did. I made it to my apartment door, unlocked it and stepped inside. The apartment looked unchanged since I left it. The runes XIANT etched on the mirror waiting for their final sibling.

  “I brought you what you asked for.” I told the empty apartment. “Some really fun ones. I hope you… I can’t wait to see you in them.”

  Silence answered me. I put the bags down on the counter and, not even bothering to take off my jacket, I went to stand in front of my mirror. My short, bordering on portly self starred back. I ughed at myself, seeing I still wore my big box mart vest with my five years of service patch below my name. Five long years of just going with the flow, treading water, paying off debts. Stripping off the vest, I tossed it aside and looked at the eyes of my reflection.

  My heart climbed up into my throat as I set my key against the gss.

  “It be real nice if you fixed my cock.” I told my reflection, who nodded. I couldn’t be sure if I had nodded as well.

  I drew the first line and felt that familiar strain. A warm breeze stirred the air, flowing out of the mirror itself. I drew the other leg of the A and my arm ached as if I’d been using it to hammer nails for hours. A heavy musk entered the breeze, and it made my nostrils tingle. With every inhation, the sensation crept deeper into my head, spreading warmth within my skull. I steeled myself, holding the key with both hands and gritting my teeth as I made that final scratch to join the two legs of the letter.

  It spun on the gss, unfolding into and over the reflection.

  Panting, I staggered back from the mirror. “XIANTA!” I called out. “I’ve written your name and I call out to you. I bid you to enter my home, join me in this mortal realm once again.”

  The reflection rippled, and I heard the cnk of heavy chains, then a metallic groan echoed though not the air, but my bones. The floor I stood on snted, tipping toward the mirror. I grabbed hold of my bed as my feet slipped out from under me. Clinging there, my legs kicked futility as empty air, the borders of the mirrored door bowed outward, escaping the confines of its frame. The reflection bent with it.

  I can’t say whether I fell into my reflection or the mirror rushed up toward me. Passing through it spped my body with the frigid intensity of the artic ocean except when I opened my mouth to scream I found the material that rushed into my mouth to be breathable.

  Darkness but not silence surrounded me. The steady cnking of chains ended with the slow resonating boom of a ship’s hull settling on a rocky ocean floor.

  Finally a voice, her voice, parted the darkness.

  “Tsk tsk. You shouldn’t be there pet. Mortal’s don’t st long in the bck.” Her four eyes opened above me, each one like the sun in the sky. A softness cupped my body and raised me toward her burning eyes. The darkness fell away, yielding me colors of the aurora borealis. Cycling through bright red, glowing yellows and a rainbow of greens. Slowly, among the colors, I notice edges that outlined objects within the shifting lights. Before my aching brain could make sense of it, darkness enveloped me. Warm, lined with plush fur as my face was pressed into the V of her cleavage. Suddenly reminded that cold wasn’t the only option in existence, my body spasmed into violent shivers, teeth chattering so hard I feared I’d chip a tooth. Her soft soothing murmers warmed me until my body stopped trembling.

  Arms opened, and she set me down. A sharp wind immediately cut across my bare skin and I huddled against Xianta, looking out across the wooden deck of an old ship. Yet not any ship I’d ever imagined, while we were fnked on two sides by wooden railings, then decking stretched on and on between them, curving sinuously like a huge serpent. The gre of the shifting colors obscured the end of it, if there was one. Sailed masts burst from the deck at irregur intervals and angles.

  “Here, this will make your stay more comfortable.” Xianta’s fingers fastened something around my neck and I heard three rapid clicks. Immediately, the wind softened to a warm breeze and slid across my skin like a friendly feline. When I lifted my fingers to my neck, they were greeted by supple leather, a colr.

  Movement caught my attention. A man bowed to Xianta, proffering a feathered cap. It took me a moment to realize the hat had far less feathers than the rest of him. Yellow plumage covered his head and shoulders, while rge teal pin feathers gave his arms appearance of wings.

  “We are-ark! anchored securely, m-mdy.” He said with the harsh cadence of a bird imitating human speech.

  “Very good Jasper.” Xianta purred, pcing a hand on my shoulder.

  The bird man stood revealing a beaked face with a collection of gemlike eyes that stared out in all directions. He bore a colr that bore a heart shaped padlock with three key holes, two of which had the broken shafts of keys jutting out of them. The third leaked a dark ichor onto the feathers of his chest. The drippings led my eyes down to a golden cage pced between his legs, with which two snakelike shapes twisted and struggled against the fine mesh.

  My body attempted to recoil but Xianta’s grip held me fast as Jasper’s beak opened to emit a pinning warble, “Then- theeeen, please mistress. AWK!”

  “You are relieved Jasper but do not stray far.” Xianta clucked her tongue and the golden cage dissolved into a shower of golden sparks. The formerly writhing things within sprang erect, twin cocks, each as long as a scimitar, tapered and slick. He gripped one with a hand and the other with a taloned foot. Squawking eagerly, he pumped his cocks, and they fountained forth spurts of void bck after a bare three strokes. Crowing as a rooster, he toppled onto his back but instead of the expected thud, there was more a sploosh as his body lost cohesion on impact. He spread as a feathery puddle across the deck, nearly reaching my toes.

  Still, his cocks jutted upwards from the flooring, limbs devolving into dripping tentacles, coiling and squeezing. The triumphant crowing grew wet and soggy as his beak slowly sank into the morass. The spurting cocks leaned, then fell like chopped trees. Once they fell below the surface, the pool of multi color goo burbled and bubbled as it dwindled, slipping through the cracks in floor boards.

  Watching him… it? Completely lose his everything to pleasure had me vibrating between fear and arousal. I found myself clutching a simir heart-shaped lock that hung around my own neck. “W-was that?” My voice fluttered.

  “A human?” Xianta chuckled, “Once. A long time ago. One of the few pets I have that I can still coax into some lucidity with the proper motivation. Now come along pet. I’m eager to see what you have brought me.” She stroked my hair and that fizzy pleasure rolled along my scalp. The sensation forestalled any more questions as she directed me down a stairway that led into the depths of the ship. Lanterns flickered with green fme along timbered walls as we walked down a hallway far too wide for any mortal ship.

  Things slithered in the dark corners and murmured things that were almost words as we passed by. We came to a pair of great wooden doors inscribed with a lifelike carving of Xianta in repose, cd in a great coat and one of those kinda winged naval hats perched between her horns. They swung open without ceremony and we entered a huge room that strangely triggered a sense of Déjà vu. An expansive four post bed awaited us, decorated with Xianta’s own icongraphy, hearts and keys, leashes and colrs, while the posts were ridged like her horns. Red pillows and bck sheets looked soft and inviting.

  Beyond it sat a book case filled with rows of fancy gss bottles of all shapes and sizes. Before I could look further, Xianta’s hand cupped my chin and directed my gaze upward.

  “Now were we when we were so rudely interrupted by those fools?” She asked, although from the half-lidded eyes and the smirk on her wide muzzle indicated that she pnned on answering her own question. The tip of one tongue traced first the human like upper lip then down the full length of her heavy deer like muzzle. Her rumbling purr grew into a hungry growl. Only then did I see past the purple light of her eyes to the pupils that frothed with sizzling energy. The haze of devotion that had bnketed my mind since she had walked through the door of the store burnt away in an instant. The realization that I was alone with a entity of unfathomable power that was completely unbound by any agreement. I could die or be completely unmade and absolutely nobody would know.

  Her jaw scissored open, revealing a maw of gleaming fangs as she roared into my face. In the depth of her throat I saw something twist and fold in impossible ways.

  Screaming out in my own terror, I twisted my body around to run. Her hands snatched me up and hurled me bodily into the center of the bed. I nded on my back and before I could even think of moving she lept on top of me, pinning my arms to the mattress. Snarling like a wild beast she ravaged my chest with teeth and tongue. Panicked, I writhed and struggled futility. The scrape of teeth over my flesh, power of her twin tongues, the way snapped her jaws shut an inch from my nose kept me in the grip of my fear. Only when my screams gave out and I slumped against the mattress did I realize she hadn’t torn me apart.

  As my brain reckoned with my not deadness, teeth cmped on either side of my skull. Her two tongues forced past my lips, down my throat, and tunneled around my very heart. I felt its rapid pulse against the coiled tongues encircling it.

  She could rip it out. She could rip it out. Swallow me whole. The thought ran in circles around my brain.

  But she didn’t. The coils stayed there, not squeezing, not pulling, simply being there.

  My heart slowed, shifting from the hyper pace of a frightened rabbit to that of an excited dog.

  She was pying with me, I realized. Testing my limits.

  The tongues withdrew. I gasped. Oddly my lungs weren’t burning. Her jaws released me and Xianta leaned back. Chaotic power whirled in her eyes and her teeth came together in a cheshire grin. Sliding back off my legs, she cupped her heavy breasts and squeezed them together. Growling, she pinched her nipples and arched her back. One arm swept up to curl around a bedpost, the other snaked beneath her two teated udder and lifted it. The lips of her pussy were bck as the darkness that first greeted me, while her thick clit glowed like a purple star within the night.

  I needed no spoken command to peel myself out of the indentation my body had made in her mattress and crawl towards her, offering up my tongue.

  She raised herself up from the mattress, hooves sinking deep into its surface as I threaded my head between her fur coated thighs. The scent of her alone filled my head with fizzy want but I had no time to savor it. Her long fingers wrapped around my skull and smmed me into her sopping wet mound. I tried to lick, to suck, to demonstrate my skill, but she was so immense my entire head could nearly slip inside of her. Instead, she ground herself against my face, the udder draping across my neck and back like a heavy curtain. The light of her clit shined through the runes of Xianta burnt into my eyelids with each stroke. Her taste, that of a sweet cinnamon, made first my tongue butn and then crept down my throat.

  She gave surprisedly dainty cries of pleasure at first but they quickly grew to harsh barks as speed increased, “Rrrroowwf! Rrrrowwf! Rrrrowwf!”

  Held there by her hand, I betedly used my own to assist, hooking two fingers through the bottom of her slit and tugging downwards. That triggered a defining bellow as her thighs cpped around my head. She held me there a brief moment longer. I felt the tremors of orgasm wander up and down her legs, then she released me with a heavy sigh.

  “Adequate for now.” She said, shoving my face from between her thighs.

  I fell back, the cramped muscles in my neck protested mightily. I wiped fluids from my eyes and opened them. Xianta’s pleased smile warmed me like the sun. Basking in it, I forgot the aches and the fact my face had gone entirely numb. I smiled zily, wondering how her bck horns shined so nicely in the dim light of this room. Her head tilted, gaze drifting lower to rest on my still whithered dick.

  “I would test you further but… you’d fail with those.” She gently prodded my wilted penis.

  “Could you fix it… Mistress?” I asked, hesitantly.

  “Oh I do like a pet that doesn’t need to be told every little detail.” She chuckled and patted my thigh. “I can and I will. Just need to decide on the precise way to do it. In the meantime, show me what you bought me.” She pointed and I followed her finger to the two bags I had brought from the Kinky Unicorn, sitting on a table under the wide screen TV that I’d sold her. Precisely where I’d deposited them.

  MisterNibs