Pink
Pick Your Words Carefully
Trading Barbs
You’re not sure how you got to this point. Squished in the scaly grip of a huge pink tail. A pink mist in your head, alongside… hearts. Hearts, hearts, hearts, hearts.
You never liked Valentine’s Day… but it’s… growing on you?
No, you never did like Valentine’s Day. It always got you down. Everything coated in pink, hearts showering the scenery, and worst of all, everyone but you having sweethearts.
And you DON’T mean the candy.
Although people seem to have those, too…
As you walk down the street you notice a lady with a cart full of the bland sweetheart candies, passing them out to people who pass by. Her getup is ridiculous, with pink hearts clasping her hair into two big heart-shaped hanks at her side, heart-shaped goggles on her forehead…
Her outfit is all pink with heart lace, long gloves with heart insignias, hearts along the end of her dress… Everywhere you looked she had a heart. She probably even had hearts on her–well, best not to think about that.
You consider turning to avoid her. You probably should.
You find yourself walking in her direction anyway. You glance at the pink, heart-shaped jewel on her necklace, but try not to–it’s right at her breasts and you don’t want to look like a pervert.
She giggles when you get near though and she hands you a candy heart.
You keep walking until you read what the pink candy heart says and stop.
“Don’t blink”?
What kind of Valentine’s message is that? You glance back at her and eyes widen at a swaying pendulum she holds before you. Back and forth, a pink candy heart on the end.
“Follow me” it reads.
You felt yourself walking after that, but as if through a pink mist. Eventually you stopped then felt a pressure, which pushed the pink mist out of your head.
You were really too disgruntled to be afraid of what appeared to be a thick snake tail coiled around you.
It was the fact it was more pink and hearts that made you annoyed.
At least, at first.
They started growing on you… You should try to get out, though…
“Hello, sweetheart.” You look up from the tail to see the lady who’d given out the candy hearts, now with a long snake tail.
“Wha–” The pink mist scattered in realization that something insane was going on here. “What–who–what are–”
“Shhh,” she says. You stare at her eyes–stare at pretty hearts–you like hearts. “No need to make a fuss, sweetie. We know how the shock goes. Let’s move on.”
The pink mist ebbs and flows. You feel like hearts are filling your head and swamping your thoughts. You blink; her eyes look normal. “Who are you?”
“You may call me J.B.,” she says. “You may also call me mistress, although I prefer the title ‘my goddess’.”
“Wh–goddess?”
She’s directly in her face and her pink eyes are flowing wonderful hearts into your mind.
“Yes, I’m a love goddess, sweetheart.”
You stare into the eyes of a love goddess. You should listen to divinity. Don’t you want to serve a love goddess?
“Have you ever experienced the purest form of love, sweetheart?” she asks. Her voice graces your ears and you feel soft and sleepy and deep and drunk and wonderful. She whispers, “Pure hypnotic love, filling your mind. All you see, all you know is your goddess.”
Everything around you but your love goddess is swirling pink hearts, the pink mist swirling in your mind. Love… Love goddess… You’re supposed to worship a goddess, right…? You want to worship her…
You feel a blip as her eyes return to normal, but her pink tail slides up.
You’re lost in a sea of pink love, her tail slithering higher and encompassing you in pink scales. You stare down as the pink hearts on her tail seem to glow and pulsate. Of course, your love goddess can do anything, you follow the hearts as they slide past your vision.
You lose yourself in the pink heart show until you feel your love goddess behind you, her hands slipping over your head… her hands slipping her goggles over your head… A gift from your love goddess? As the goggles cover your eyes more hearts fill your vision, fill your mind.
I cuddled her on the couch, one hand petting her head and another rubbing her arm. Her breathing gradually became less erratic. I kept her eyes trained on mine, speaking relaxing words to her until the panic attack was all gone.
“Thank you,” she sighed.
“Think nothing of it,” I said.
“Mmbrgf.”
We sat in silence for a moment.
“How are you doing?”
“G’th’nk’ster.”
I blinked. I looked at her eyes and realized they were glazing over way more than I intended.
“Oops.” I chuckled. Think nothing of it, indeed. “Sorry about that.”
Kaci wasn’t sure where she was anymore. She wasn’t sure what she was doing, though she suspected not much. Time had either stopped or sped up or something inbetween.
She could tell she had an increasingly loose grasp on who she was, too.
Somehow, though, none of that mattered.
Her eyes had stopped focusing long ago; things were either dark or light, and very little else mattered.
It was her sense of touch that her thoughts orbited around now. A constant tight silken hold squeezed her flesh, like a soft fabric that felt like home to her now.
The only other sensation she felt now was that sharp, intoxicating feeling when…
When she…
That overpowering scent… that melodious hum… she was back. She was back for Kaci. A soft smile formed on her lips automatically.
Ada was back for her.
“Hello again, sweetie, did you miss me?”
Kaci couldn’t answer at this point even if Ada didn’t immediately follow it with a sweet kiss, her thick lips and teeth tickling Kaci’s lips. Kaci’s mouth filled with the sweet taste of Ada before she pulled away and put food in her mouth.
Kaci never knew what it was, masked by Ada’s sweet taste, but it didn’t matter. Ada provided for her. Kaci’s wonderful friend and mistress kept her safe and secure and fed.
After Kaci swallowed Ada began to run her four hands over Kaci; the human moaned from the soft pokes.
“A little weak on one end, but we can fix that easily,” Ada said. She spun Kaci around; it seemed to Kaci that she was hanging in the air, but it was hard to focus on her spatial location. Ada’s thin fingers tickled around Kaci’s thigh and pulled away the silk tightness.
“A good place to give your daily dose, however.”
Kaci’s heart quickened. Excitement–whenever Ada said that it was time… for…
No, not excitement… fear? Where did that…? Ada was so kind and wonderful, why would she fear–Kaci’s head spun. Something bubbled in her head.
The bubble popped with a sharp stabbing in Kaci’s thigh. Pain shot through her body alternating hot and icy.
In seconds the pain faded. Kaci forgot about it entirely as a soft chill flowed through her body. She felt as if she melted, and the fear dissolved in favor of loving bliss.
In a moment Kaci’s head felt as if filled with soft, vibrating goo, her senses dulled to everything but the shuddering cool, the soft silk, and Ada’s tapping fingers. She was where she belonged. Everything was perfect. She mustn’t think about it. She must love Ada.
Ada kissed Kaci, squeezing their lips together, brushing her fangs over Kaci’s tongue. Her head felt stuffed, stuffed with love, there was no room for anything but Ada’s love swelling her head. Ada tickled two hands over Kaci’s face, the other two along her silked body.
Ada pulled away and spun Kaci, the tight silk around her increasing and recoating her thigh. Tight silk holding her in place, holding the soft chill in her, holding her thoughts in place for Ada where they should be. She shouldn’t move. Ada doesn’t want her to. She should be still.
“There. Perfect girl.” Ada’s voice sounded far away; Kaci’s ears felt full of stuffing, but she could still hear Ada, the only voice she wanted to hear. Ada brushed her lips over Kaci’s once more and whispered, “You’ll be ready soon enough, my sweet.”
Kaci smiled. Ready for what, she didn’t know, but it didn’t matter what it meant. As long as Ada was happy, Kacy was happy.
Alas, Ada soon had to leave, but not before more kisses, more running her fingers over Kaci’s encased body, more whispers of how good she was.
Time didn’t exist for Kaci anymore. There were only the brief moments of love with her master followed by the endless excruciating wait for her return. Any amount of time without Ada was too long. She wanted Ada there, touching her, kissing her, so that she may serve Ada.
When that intoxicating scent returned Kaci’s pulse quickened. She listened to Ada’s hum before she approached Kaci.
“It’s nice to see you again, my sweet little girl.” Ada kissed Kaci, always giving Kaci her loving desire.
Kaci’s head jerked as Ada shrieked and fell away.
What? What? Kaci panicked. What was happening? Voices shouted, Ada’s and someone else’s. Voices muffled, confused, only bits of words crossing Kaci’s consciousness, conversation forgotten to her but bits of words vaguely understood.
Prey, steal, fight, rescue, desire…
Kaci focused more on the shouts of her master Ada. Something was wrong. Could she help? No, she couldn’t move. Ada wouldn’t want Kaci to put herself in danger. Kaci could only wait and hope Ada would be okay.
Kaci’s heart twisted when Ada’s shouts didn’t sound okay.
A sudden heaviness and Kaci hit the ground in a heap. The silk over her could only do so much to soften the blow, though she paid no attention to the pain. The constant cold daze mixed with her worry for Ada left her no concern for herself.
Something lifted Kaci, far thicker than Ada’s silk. It squeezed Kaci and she squirmed, confused, concerned, afraid as she was carried. Where was Ada? What was happening?
Light! Light blazed Kaci’s eyes and she clenched her eyes shut from the pain.
Time remained an illusion.
Kaci stopped and for a moment the new thickness receded, for the most part.
Then came the worst of it all.
Kaci’s skin was torn off her body. She wailed, moaned, cried, lay still in a lump on a horrible rough, hard surface. She cried for her mistress, for the silk cover she lost.
A thick, bumpy stream scraped around Kaci and held her close. She panted. She could comprehend nothing but Ada, and Ada was not there.
“Oh, you poor thing…”
“Ada…?” Kaci muttered her master’s name. If she could just hear her wail…
“Shh, don’t worry.”
Who was this?
“You’re safe now.”
Kaci lolled and shook her head. She was only safe with Ada.
“Poor little girl. That nasty spider kept your body and mind so tangled you can’t separate yourself from her.”
“Hhhuuuughhhh…?” The only sound Kaci could make. She shivered.
“But I’ll help you.” The voice whispered into Kaci’s ear. “I’ll help you wake back up.”
Pressure stabbed Kaci’s neck. She moaned, the pain shocking her. This wasn’t Ada, she needed Ada, this was terrible, this…
was…
warm…
Warmth spread through Kaci.
She’d forgotten warmth.
Kaci’s shivers settled, but still she yearned for Mistress Ada. Who was this other? She shrank from her encompassing touch, unable to get away. She wanted Ada. She cried. A scaly tail wiped the tears away.
“The pain won’t last long. I’ll free you from the spider’s venom.”
The warmth, the light, the new sensations made Kaci dizzy, and soon she dropped out of consciousness.
Time passed. It no longer felt stalled, infinite. Sometimes it was light, sometimes it was dark.
A new routine began, surprisingly like the old one. Kaci resisted, at first.
She was too weak to escape and return to Mistress Ada, but she struggled against the newcomer, always failing as thick, soft coils held her down.
She always lost focus at the sight of flowing colors, though. The first colors she’d seen as long as she could now remember.
Every day the colors dropped her, and the new bite came.
Soon Kaci no longer shivered. She still yearned for Ada, but it became the yearning of something familiar. She stopped shrinking from the new woman’s touch. She soon understood what happened better.
It had not been her skin that was torn off, but a casing of spider silk.
Ada’s silk, trapping her.
With every bite, Kaci remembered who she was. With each bite, Kaci could think clearer. Move again. See again.
Her name was Cocheta. A lamia. She’d followed Ada to her lair, saw Kaci, and freed her from the spider.
Free? Kaci didn’t understand. Ada was her mistress…
But as Cocheta bit her fangs into Kaci more, memories returned. Cocheta’s venom cancelled out Ada’s. Kaci’s mind returned.
Her most recent memories before meeting Ada were confused, but…
She realized…
Ada had captured her.
Ada’s venom had controlled Kaci’s mind.
She was weak–there was no telling what Ada had been feeding her all that time–but Cocheta brought her fruit to build her strength.
Eventually Cocheta didn’t need the pretty colors to placate Kaci. She understood Cocheta was helping her get better. Every day Ada’s venom, practically saturating her system, was cancelled out by Cocheta’s.
Every day she became closer to being Kaci again.
One evening Kaci and Cocheta sat in a tree together, Cocheta’s tail hanging around Kaci. It was nice to feel Cocheta’s soft, friendly touch. The lamia snuggled closer.
As nice as it was, Kaci was concerned.
“Cocheta…”
“Hmm?”
“When do you think I’ll be well enough to leave?”
Cocheta looked at Kaci’s eyes. “What do you mean leave?”
Kaci swallowed a sudden worry that Cocheta wouldn’t let her leave.
“I-I mean, I remember so much now, my family, my friends must be so worried about me.”
“Of course, my dear Kaci,” Cocheta said. “I understand.”
Kaci’s eyes widened at a burst of beautiful color in Cocheta’s eyes. Did she imagine that?
“But we must be certain that all the venom is out of your system,” Cocheta said. “A lapse would be simply terrible.”
“Yeah, I know.”
Cocheta smiled. “A few more days should do it.”
Another bite of Cocheta’s venom to counter Ada’s that night.
The next evening Kaci and Cocheta sat in a tree together, Cocheta’s tail snuggled around Kaci. It was nice to feel her soft, friendly touch.
Yet Kaci was concerned.
“Cocheta…”
“Hmm?”
“When do you think I’ll be well enough to leave?”
Cocheta looked at Kaci’s eyes. “What do you mean leave?”
“I-I mean, I remember so much now, my family, my friends must be so worried about me.”
“Of course, my dear Kaci,” Cocheta said. “I understand.”
Kaci’s eyes widened at a burst of beautiful color in Cocheta’s eyes. Did she imagine that?
“But we must be certain that all the venom is out of your system,” Cocheta said. “A lapse would be simply terrible.”
“Yeah, I know.”
Cocheta smiled. “A few more days should do it.”
Another bite of Cocheta’s venom to counter Ada’s that night.
The next evening Kaci and Cocheta sat in a tree together, Cochetta’s tail squeezed around Kaci. It was nice to feel her soft, snuggling touch.
Kaci wondered, though…
“Cocheta…”
“Hmm?”
“When do you think I’ll be well enough to leave?”
Cocheta looked at Kaci’s eyes. “What do you mean leave?”
“I-I mean, I remember so much now, my family must be so worried about me.”
“Of course, my dear Kaci,” Cocheta said. “I understand.”
“Wait a minute,” Kaci said.
“Hmm?”
“This seems familiar. Have we had this conversation?”
Kaci’s eyes widened at swirling, beautiful colors in Cocheta’s eyes.
“I don’t believe so,” Cocheta said. “You must be muddled from the venom still, don’t you think?”
Kaci blinked; the colors were gone, but she felt woozy.
“Y-Yeah, that’s got to be it,” Kaci said.
Cocheta nodded. “We must be certain all the venom is out of your system. A lapse would be simply terrible.”
Kaci nodded. “Absolutely.”
Cocheta smiled. “A few more days should do it.”
Another bite of Cocheta’s venom to counter Ada’s that night.
The next evening Kaci and Cocheta snuggled in a tree together, Cochetta’s tail wrapped around Kaci. It was nice to feel her close, squeezing touch.
Kaci wondered…
“Cocheta…”
“Hmm?”
“When do you think I’ll be well enough to leave?”
Cocheta looked at Kaci’s eyes. “What do you mean leave?”
“I mean…” What did she mean by leave? “Be able to walk around the forest on my own.”
Kaci’s eyes widened at the blooming colors pulsating in Cocheta’s eyes.
“But the forest is such a dangerous place, sweet Kaci,” Cocheta said.
Kaci stared into her eyes and smiled. “I-I understand…”
“First let us be certain that all the venom is out of your system,” Cocheta said. “A lapse would be simply terrible. A few more days should do it.”
Another bite of Cocheta’s venom to counter Ada’s that night.
The next evening Kaci and Cocheta snuggled in a tree together, Cocheta’s tail wrapped around Kaci. It was so nice to feel her thick, squeezing coils all over her.
Kaci was… drowsy, but curious.
“Cocheta…”
“Hmm?”
“Uh… when do you think I’ll be well to leave?”
Cocheta looked at Kaci’s eyes. “What do you mean leave?”
“I mean…” Kaci looked at Cocheta’s eyes. They looked normal, but she didn’t want to look away. “I don’t know. “I guess I just mean when the venom will be out.”
“A few more days, sweetie,” Cocheta said. “You’re doing so well with the treatments.”
Kaci giggled. “I-I am?”
“Yes.” Cocheta shone a few colorful rings into Kaci’s eyes, who giggled. “You’re being such a good girl.”
“A good girl…”
“Just a few more days should do it.”
Another bite of Cocheta’s venom to counter Ada’s that night.
The next evening Kaci and Cocheta snuggled in a tree together, Cochetta’s tail wrapped around Kaci. It was so nice to feel her thick, squeezing coils all over her.
Kaci was sleepy but focused on Choceta.
“Cocheta…” Kaci’s voice was subdued, a bit loopy.
“Hm?”
“When think venom gone?”
Cocheta smiled. “Just a few more days.” She looked into Kaci’s eyes with blooming colors and Kaci grinned, lost in her spell. “Don’t you worry about a thing. Don’t trouble yourself. Don’t think…”
Another bite of Cocheta’s venom to counter Ada’s that night.
The next evening Kaci and Cocheta snuggled in a tree together. Kaci loved Cocheta’s velvety tail coiled all around her, tight, squeezing, safe.
“Cocheta…”
“Hmm?”
“I love you.”
“I love you too, sweet Kaci.”
“When think venom gone?”
Cocheta smiled. “Just a few more days.” She looked into Kaci’s eyes with blooming colors and Kaci grinned, lost in her spell. “Don’t worry about a thing. Don’t trouble yourself. Don’t think…”
Another bite of Cocheta’s venom to counter Ada’s that night.
The next evening Kaci and Cocheta snuggled in a tree together. Kaci loved Cocheta’s velvety tail coiled all around her, tight, squeezing, safe.
“Cocheta…”
“Cocheta?” the lamia asked.
“I mean…” Kaci stared into the beautiful colors of Cocheta’s hypnotic eyes. “Mistress…”
Cocheta grinned. “Yes, my lovely pet?”
Kaci’s grin turned wobbly. Her head felt like it was melting. She felt so warm, so toasty, so wonderful. She couldn’t remember where she was, was slowly forgetting who she was, and only Cocheta, her master, mattered anymore.
“Can staaay with yoou, ‘everrr…?”
“Of course, my dear,” Cocheta said. She kissed Kaci on the lips, on the cheek, down towards her neck. “Stay with me, be my pet, obey me, and soon you’ll be perfect for me…”
Another bite of Cocheta’s venom to solidify her control that night.
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