Gardenia’s Heart

The gentle scent of flowers was the first thing to reach the sleepy girl’s mind.

Slowly, her moist eyes opened, her blurred vision adjusting, seeing nothing but a soft shade of pink.

“You were very tired, weren’t you, my love?”

The sweet voice she loved more than anything reached her ears, and the girl felt her cheeks being pressed a little more firmly by two warm mounds.

The ample breasts once again covered her face, rubbing against her to gently share their warmth. They were soft enough to mold perfectly around her head and serve as her favorite pillows, yet firm enough to draw her gaze in a way that stirred a different kind of heat within her body.

Before she could say anything, Nia was met with the soft sight of two eyes—each a different color—staring at her with deep passion.

“Good morning, Nia.”

With a gentle squeeze around her waist, Nia’s body was pulled upward. A warm tongue slid across her lips as if to moisten them tenderly before carefully seeking permission to slip into her mouth and share her saliva.

The heated tongue pressed over hers, then circled around it in swirling motions, rubbing from every angle before pulling back out—only to make way for a pair of lips that quickly took over.

Like predators, the lips tugged at her tongue, pushing and retreating again and again, coating and uncovering it with powerful sucks that made her mind quiver. Each thrust was interspersed with the gentle brushing of mouths, wet sounds so intoxicating they threatened to unravel the girl who had just woken.

Before she realized it, Nia’s entire body was enveloped in an embrace, strands of silver hair falling against her cheeks, the rich floral scent once again filling her nose and soothing her body.

“Mhn... Good morning, Lily.”

When her tongue was finally released, Nia managed to form words. However, what came out sounded more like a moan, which only made the beautiful girl holding her press her even tighter against her body.

Her mental clock told her they had slept through the whole day and night—it was now the following morning. Just as she had hoped, the time she could remain apart from Lily had grown longer. There wasn’t even a trace of exhaustion.

“Ah... Lily... what are you doing?”

While still held firmly by one of Lily’s arms, Nia felt a delicate hand slip under the black nightgown she wore, sliding down to her soaked groin and grasping her throbbing penis.

“Just because I’m pregnant doesn’t mean we can’t love each other even more.” Lily whispered between hot breaths directly into her ear. She didn’t even need to wet her hands before starting to stroke Nia’s penis in slow motions. “My bad girl did her best and managed to get her wife pregnant. But I know my perverted Gardenia isn’t satisfied yet. Tell me—what do you want to do?”

From the glans to the base, the penis too large for one hand was rubbed with intensity. Small spasms were visible across Nia’s body with every movement of Lily’s hand. Her wife gripped her back, pressing her closer and not letting her pull away.

“Ah… Nhm… Ah… Lily, your breasts are so beautiful! I want to feel them, I want to cum on them, please!”

As soon as those words were spoken, Nia felt herself being seated on the bed. The light from the room with hand-carved wooden furniture once again became visible through the sheer-curtained balcony windows.

With a smile on her face, Lily knelt on the bed, holding one of Nia’s hands and guiding her to grip the headboard. Before Nia realized it, she was on all fours, knees bent.

”My naughty wife wants her cock milked? How cute~”

A flicker of doubt crossed Nia’s mind as she processed what was happening—until, like lightning striking, she arched her back completely.

“Nyaaaaaaaaaaaaaah!”

If she hadn’t been holding the headboard, she would have face-planted. All at once, the full length of her shaft began being stroked by a pair of colossal breasts.

“Like this, it’s like you’re fucking my tits, isn’t it? Such a bad girl—wanting to penetrate her beloved’s breasts with her huge cock, just like she fucked her pussy~” Humming with a provocative gaze, Lily continued squeezing the sides of her breasts, pushing them up and down along Nia’s length.

The sheets began to soak. A startling amount of lubricating fluids and sweat streamed down Lily’s chest, dripping onto her black cardigan and the bed.

”S-so good! Lily... Mnm... your breasts are so warm, so soft... Ah... Aah...!”

Stammering words as her tongue lolled out, Nia—who didn’t even need to move—felt her legs and hips shake from the sweet shivers of pleasure racing up her spine.

Nia felt Lily’s breasts had a sensation completely different from the rest of her body. They didn’t just envelop her—they swallowed her in an encompassing heat that made her crave them even more.

The silver-haired girl could feel the hardened member throbbing between her breasts, multiple orgasms already overwhelming her beloved’s mind.

Lily knew just how powerful her wife’s morning erection was. If she wasn’t careful, her beloved might not be able to release all her cum—and she could never allow that.

Quickening her pace, the girl began moving each breast at a different angle with her fingers, using her back and knees to rock her body up and down.

“Lily… Lily… Lily!”

As her name was begged in a pleading voice, Lily felt the throbbing member grow even hotter—absolute proof of the bursts of pleasure radiating from her wife’s mind.

“Yes, my love, use my breasts to relieve your heat. Let your wife jerk your thick cock and draw out every drop of your warm milk.”

Thanks to their position, Lily now had an exclusive, privileged view of her beloved’s vagina alongside her cute, delicate anus. With agility, she began licking both entrances, rubbing her tongue fervently as she continued stroking the girl with her breasts.

“Kyaaah… Ah… Aaaah!”

Nia, who could no longer form words, arched her back even more intensely. The multiple places being loved at once made her passionate mind drift into a cloud of pleasure.

The metamorph felt like she was about to explode—a fierce, hot wave building from the center of her ass, racing to the tips of her vagina and penis.

“Mhn... Aaah! Cumming... Ah... Cumming!”

With powerful contractions wracking her entire body, Nia felt thick, relentless jets of semen erupt from her cock. The heavy strands of white cum pooled deep inside her lover’s warm breasts, swelling until—like a dam breaking—her thigh was completely coated in sticky release.

“Ah… Cumming… Mhn… Cumming! Cumming!”

Nia gripped the headboard so hard the wood threatened to splinter. Her groin burned, trembling wildly. Each new burst of semen triggered another overwhelming orgasm, pushing her mind to the very edge of pleasure.

“Ah... Cumming... Lily... So good... Lily...”

Nia didn’t even care how embarrassing her current position might look. Pushing her thighs together to stay connected to her lover’s breasts, she continued to moan and scream, her semen shooting in powerful bursts that made her legs tremble.

As she felt her penis perversely emptying all its seed into her beloved, Nia arched her body once more when her wife’s tongue invaded the warm walls of her pussy, which was also about to explode with pleasure.

With fervent dedication, Lily pressed her mouth completely against her beloved’s slit. The obscene sound of nectar being sucked echoed alongside the sight of her throat widening as literal liters of her wife’s love juice flowed down into her stomach.

”Ah... Aah...”

Even though she didn’t need air, Nia breathed heavily as the strength in her arms faded. With her tongue hanging out, the girl collapsed onto the bed.

”Being the one who wakes first has its advantages...” Carefully licking the fluid from her hands and breasts until not a drop remained, Lily stared at the girl who still had slight spasms on the bed with an expression of ecstasy as the orgasm dominated her mind.

”I love you, Lily.” Crawling like a cat, Nia slipped toward her wife’s body, her face completely flushed and covered in sweat.

”I love you too, Nia.” Lily replied with a smile.

Gently caressing her wife’s body, worn from effort, Lily watched as Nia finally calmed her sensitive frame, until at last she sat up on the bed.

”What are we going to do today?” Resting her chin on Lily’s breasts for support, Nia asked with a radiant smile.

”We need to explore our house, don’t we?”

Carefully rising from the bed, Lily looked around the modest room they had chosen. Even though this place was now their home, they hadn’t yet had the time to look at everything properly.

”Hm?”

A doubtful sound escaped the girl’s lips, and before she could even help her beloved up, she felt several tentacles sprout from her back, adjusting the black cardigan over her body, wrapping around her breasts and groin.

”I’ll do my best to take care of Lily.”

The lively voice made Lily turn her head, her eyes widening slightly as they landed on the girl sitting on the bed.

A black dress with frills contrasted with the white apron that stretched from her neck down to just below her knees. Each of her arms was adorned with a white glove reaching up to the forearm, and a frilled band tied strands of her purple hair. Over her legs, black stockings covered both her feet and thighs.

With a small hop as she stood up from the bed, the highly competent and sensual maid Gardenia took her wife’s hands and began leading her out of the room, into the long corridors.

Thanks to the light filtering through the golden leaves of the tree supporting the mansion, a pleasant glow always filled the house.

Countless details and ornaments along the walls could captivate anyone’s attention—yet, swallowing dryly, Lily found herself utterly unable to focus on any of it.

The reason couldn’t be more obvious.

As she was led forward, her hand pulled firmly by her wife, Lily had a perfect view of Nia’s bare backside.

“Nhm...”

Lily couldn’t suppress a soft moan as warmth began pooling between her legs.

Nia walked with graceful steps, her light, flowing skirt riding up slightly in the back—an “accident” the metamorph seemed in no hurry to correct. The fabric, far higher than it should’ve been, revealed the gentle curve of her ample thighs and the full, sweat-slicked swell of her buttocks, which wore nothing underneath.

Lily’s heterochromatic eyes forgot everything around them, capturing only the sight of those plump, rosy, glistening cheeks swaying with every hypnotic swing of Nia’s hips.

She wanted to touch her—desperately. All she could think about was grabbing Nia’s ass.

But before she could act, her arms were restrained, bound by smooth purple tentacles.

“It’s a maid’s duty to care for her mistress,” Nia teased with a provocative smile, gently pushing Lily backward. ”And a wife’s role is to make her beloved feel good.”

Before the girl could process it, a soft sofa was already beneath her.

“What…?”

Lily blinked repeatedly, realizing that—while completely distracted by her wife’s backside—they’d already entered a new room.

The chamber was rectangular in shape. Opposite the double doors, two of the three pale amber-tinged wooden walls were lined with floor-to-ceiling glass windows, allowing the gentle light from the golden-leaved tree to filter through gossamer gold-and-grey curtains.

Two long, cushion-covered sofas sat flush against the walls, with a polished wooden table positioned neatly atop a plush carpet.

In what was undoubtedly a luxurious sitting room, Lily watched her own body. Two purple tentacles coiled gently around her arms, slipped beneath her nightgown, and cupped the base of her breasts before teasing their tips with delicate friction.

“Haa… ah…”

Confused by the sudden shift in situation, the silver-haired girl had no time to think—as slowly, she felt something timidly entering her.

“Hyaaaaaah!”

A sweet, loud moan escaped Lily’s lips as she sat on the sofa, two gelatinous tentacles plunging deep into her vagina and anus.

Her body fell backward, cushioned by the pillows. A wet, sloshing sound escaped her soaked pussy and ass as the gelatinous limbs began to move inside her.

“Ahhh… Ah…!”

Though Lily had grown accustomed to Nia’s tentacle resting inside her anus, the sensation of being suddenly rubbed at a frantic pace was something she couldn’t easily handle.

“Look at me, Lily.”

Standing before the girl on the sofa, Nia lifted her skirt even higher, exposing her glistening wetness to Lily. The rosy curve of her thighs gleamed with sweat as she began moving sensually, displaying her body to her enthralled wife—whose mind flooded with lewd thoughts.

“Feel good while watching me, Lily.”

With her arms immobilized, Lily could only twist her body, crossing her legs tightly in a futile attempt to cope with her throbbing arousal. It was as if waves of overwhelming heat were being milked from her very core, the pleasurable sensations growing more and more intense with every movement of the tentacles.

“I’m… cumming… Nia… I’m cumming… Ahn… Hmm…!”

She felt her pussy gush, wave after wave of orgasm flooding her mind as she spilled her sweet nectar. Yet even when she reached her limit and released her love-juice, Nia didn’t stop her movements.

Her breasts weren’t spared either—pulled and rubbed until powerful shivers erupted down Lily’s spine. A sweet tingling spread through her nipples, making her tongue salivate heavily, drool dripping from her mouth with each new climax.

The metamorph was stimulating every one of her sensitive points at once while still seductively displaying her own body. Nia was a bad girl—Lily was sure of it.

A new heat surged in Lily’s mind as a large penis grew between her legs.

“Nia… No… Nia… It’s too much…” Lily begged between moans, her already spent body trembling uncontrollably.

Though she pleaded, Nia had no intention of stopping. Slowly, a stocking-clad foot approached the glistening tip of her erect cock, already slick with fluids. With just the weight of her body, Nia pressed down on the shaft, pushing it backward.

“Hyaaaaah!”

The new stimulation overwhelmed Lily’s mind. Her body sank deeper into the sofa as her ragged breaths grew louder.

“Mhn… Yes, every part of Lily deserves to be loved.”

With a proud smile at her wife’s ecstatic expression, Nia increased the pressure of her foot, swirling and rubbing her sole along the length of Lily’s rigid shaft—testing her reactions with each movement.

Lily genuinely didn’t know how she’d held onto her sanity this long.

The tentacle inside her pussy alone had already wrung out so many orgasms that a small pool of her nectar had begun to form on the floor. Her ass was already burning hot, her breasts so sensitive that even the slight sway of her body made her climax.

“Nia, please…”

Lily begged once more, her cock squeezed so tightly she was teetering on the edge—the smooth texture of the stocking sending pleasurable shivers through her mind.

“I would never deny Lily anything she desires.”

The words came from a deeply flushed face. Even in her raised maid’s uniform, Nia felt so feverish she had to partly open it, revealing her breasts and clavicle.

“The way Lily looks at my butt makes me feel so good...” Two crimson eyes locked onto heterochromatic ones. As if hearts pulsed within them, Nia pressed her body against her beloved’s, no longer able to bear being apart. “I just can’t resist anymore.”

Turning her back, Nia positioned the entrance of her anus perfectly against the girl’s glans. A slick fluid already coated the throbbing member, allowing her backside to part easily.

“Nyaaaaaah!”

“Hyaaaaaah!”

In unison, both girls cried out as the full length of Lily’s cock slid completely into Nia’s tight, heated tunnel.

The tentacles restraining Lily’s arms loosened, allowing her to grip her beloved’s hips firmly.

“Mhn… Lily, my ass is your personal sperm depot. Fill me with every last drop of your seed.”

Feeling two hands clutching her thighs possessively, Nia moaned the words between ragged breaths.

As her beloved spoke with a blushed face and lewd sincerity, Lily began to move—lifting Nia’s body up before pulling her down hard, driving herself deeper into the girl’s anal channel with every thrust.

“Yes, Nia… I’ll put everything inside you. Now share your nectar with me too.”

“B-But Lily… what about the baby?”

Struggling not to climax inside Lily herself, Nia was caught off guard by her wife’s request.

“Nia, you know… your wife is a pervert.”

Lily rested her forehead against her beloved’s back, a perverted smile on her lips as she continued thrusting deep into her wife.

“I wished for all your hot cum to fill me—to conceive your child. But even now, with my womb already carrying your baby… I still crave your seed.”

Her sweet words threatened to shatter what little sanity the metamorph had left.

“Nia, I know you can make it safe—even if I overflow. Please… fill my body with all your warm semen, or I’ll go mad.”

There was no way the purple-haired girl wouldn’t lose her mind hearing that.

With each powerful thrust that stretched Nia’s backside to the shape of her cock, Lily felt the purple tentacles finally begin to release their love-juice.

As part of Nia’s body, the tentacles could produce the same kind of intimate fluid as her vagina—but that wasn’t all they could do.

After forming a penis, Nia could now release her seeds through her gelatinous limbs as well.

“Ah… Aaah… Aaaah…!”

“Nnh… Ah…!”

Lily gazed with a smile at the tentacles tugging her nipples. The silver-haired girl adored every one of her wife’s tentacles. They protected her, loved her, and caressed her constantly—their comforting grip bringing relief and calm even in difficult moments. Though they made her feel good, she wanted them to feel even better.

She opened her mouth, stuck out her tongue, and gestured with her head—without a trace of shyness or hesitation. Two gelatinous members slid into her mouth and pushed deep down her throat.

Nia could now feel her body being embraced by every one of Lily’s holes.

A whirlwind of pleasure beyond anything she’d ever experienced flooded her mind, driving her to delirium.

Her bent legs stretched at an irregular rhythm, arching with every thrust of Lily’s cock against the depths of her anus.

Even her overwhelmed mind could barely keep count of how many climaxes she’d already reached.

Like an orchestra conducted by moans and the wet sounds of skin meeting skin, harmonizing with the creaking of the sofa, both girls continued to penetrate each other in the best ways their pleasure-clouded minds could manage.

“Nhm…”

“Ahh…”

The metamorph felt her breath grow heavy, each thrust of her wife’s thick penis inside her sending flashes of light through her mind as pleasure overwhelmed her.

Nia loved having Lily’s penis inside her. Even with all her experience, Nia didn’t trust herself to move her hips alone—to take her beloved’s length deeper without losing her mind.

Knowing this, her beloved handled her with care, holding her waist and guiding their movements so both could feel nothing but ecstasy.

“Love… Love… I love you… Lily… Love…”

Babbling as her backside was penetrated, Nia did her best to express the passion overwhelming her—even with her tongue lolling from her mouth.

The heat had long surpassed bearable. Their bodies, trembling with pleasure, tangled tightly together, seeking release from all that was pent up.

“Lily… I-I’m… Mhn… I’m gonna cum!”

With her mouth stuffed full—busy licking and sucking the tentacles—Lily heard her beloved’s warning and quickened her movements, ensuring they’d climax together.

“Ngh… Y-Yes…”

At once, both girls arched their backs, convulsing in unison. A colossal wave of pleasure surged through their bodies, carrying their minds to the peak of ecstasy.

From deep within Nia’s rear, a thick burst of semen exploded from Lily’s penis, filling her to the core while her crimson eyes rolled back in orgasmic bliss. Her thighs were gripped so tightly she felt delicious shivers; her maid uniform was so drenched in sweat she looked fresh from a bath.

Likewise, the silver-haired girl—whose cock spilled wave after wave of thick, viscous release inside her wife—shook uncontrollably from the force of her orgasm.

Lily’s drenched walls welcomed every one of the tentacles with desperate affection. She didn’t care if anyone called her perverted; she wanted every inch of her wife’s tentacles deep inside her, squeezing her body, stuffing her full of hot cum at every moment.

And just as she desired, Lily felt her pussy flooded with a dense load of Nia’s seed. Thick, white strands spilled into her ass and across her stomach, as if gallons upon gallons of semen were being poured into her without end.

Every part of her body trembled with pleasure. The sensation of being so completely filled overwhelmed her—the tentacles pressed firmly against her, allowing nothing to escape, making her belly bulge outward and form a distinct, swollen curve.

The load was colossal. Lily could feel her wife’s seed rushing through her entire body, warming her womb, entraning her insides, and pooling in her stomach as if yearning to impregnate her even deeper.

The fragrance of their mixed love-juices and cum saturated the air. Their bodies, still pressed together, whimpered in soft whispers as climaxes continued to crash through their minds for long, relentless minutes.

“Cumming… still cumming…”

Nia had never released semen from so many places at once. Her mind had reached its limit—processing so many waves of pleasure made her body tremble as she could only moan endlessly.

Finally, Lily—who managed to calm down first—gently withdrew the tentacles from her mouth, placing soft kisses on each one before embracing her wife, who was still cumming inside her.

“Good girl…”

Lily gently stroked Nia’s purple hair, holding her from behind as she let her release as much cum as she wanted inside her. Lily’s penis—still buried deep in the girl’s ass—helped keep Nia firmly pressed against her, especially with how exhausted her body had become.

Even after all their lovemaking, she had never felt so much seed spilled at once. Her insides were full, stuffed—to the point where she knew only her unique constitution could ever handle such a thing.

It took more than twice as long as usual for Nia to finally calm down, her tongue slipping back into her mouth as she weakly traced the strong arms holding her with trembling fingertips.

“Nhn… Lily… what… do you want to do now?”

With tear-glazed crimson eyes and a face red as a beet, Nia struggled to form the words, the delicious sensation of her tentacles still moving gently within her wife making her moan even now.

Holding Nia a little tighter, Lily glanced toward the window, then down the hallway, her smile widening.

“We still have so many places to explore… don’t we?”