Reincarnated as the Only Human

I just couldn’t help myself as I found myself reevaluating my sexual experiences throughout my life, from the more wholesome and necessary sexual acts my sister and I had shared simply to stave off the emotions of the day or simply because we needed release all the way to the times I had given someone my body out of what I deemed to be necessity.

I wasn’t an ’inexperienced’ woman like most tried to paint me as, but I certainly wasn’t as sexually open as Astra was; the amount of partners someone has within the city during their life was - by my calculated average - well around two dozen, and that was being generous and suggesting they were in a perfectly closed off relationship for a long period of time.

My partner count was below that two dozen threshold, but not by a lot, and I couldn’t help but recall a few of them simply because I was technically now witnessing what they had witnessed with me, and I just couldn’t get my mind off of this sight, this experience.

For the longest time now I had always knew that I was sexually attracted to women with a body like mine, so my female partners had always been curvy, though there had been a few that were ’bottom heavy’ and not truly curvy in the full sense of the word.

What mattered was this right here; the soft, pillowy cheeks that cushioned any thrusts alongside some juicy thighs that were excellent wrapped around my head or my waist as we enjoyed some women only sex.

That was something I had always known I wanted in my women, so of course I had indulged in this softness before, but with Astra letting me know that the futanari I had been in bed with also craved this sort of softness like a drug was eye opening.

Once before I had taken the easy path to securing my starting capital, to get the things I needed to secure some businesses in this city and begin paving my road to a wealthy life; it wasn’t the deal I had made with Fenkar the first time, though that caused a moan to slip out as I recalled the passion the Wolfkin had taken me with, memories of her knot sending a shiver up my spine as my body reminded me of how much I was looking forwards to her return.

It wasn’t that though; it was the memory of a rather unassuming and normal looking Raccoonkin merchant who had offered me a good amount of money and even a job if I just slept with her a few times over the course of a month.

That had been my first encounter with a purely sexual relationship, and the amount of times my new boss and partner had asked me to bend over for her to earn my money and even earn some bonuses had been too many to count, and now I knew what had caused her to be so ravenous all the time...

We had fucked so often that I had almost begun to automatically get wet whenever I saw her, and for that whole month I let her dominate my pussy and seed it whenever she wanted, all so I could get some good money and a good salary; it was something I was indifferent to now, honestly, and considering how often I had seen Astra blow a random merchant for a small discount...

How lucky had that Raccoonkin been~?

Then there was the obvious memories of my time with the Queen, those years spent as her Mistress and the innumerable times I had been called into her bed, office, or even into the dinning hall to quench her lustful needs, which she always had in abundance whenever I was around.

That Deerkin cock had been thoroughly engraved into my mind by now, and the feeling she had evoked in me every single time she fucked me had always been a good one, and now as I stared down at Astra’s back I found myself mimicking her movements unconsciously.

Running my hands over the small of her back to push her down even more before I massaged her back, listening to the moans it drew out as I used short, pleasurable thrusts to tease her womb; or trailing my fingers over her side as I ran my hands towards her breasts, leaning over her and hugging her close as I kissed her neck gently.

Those memories flooded my mind as I felt Astra’s ass squish against my thighs as I hugged her even tighter, enveloping her in my body and basking in her warmth; more and more memories of the mornings, noons and nights I had spent like this with the Queen trickled into my mind, each one merging together slightly into a messy, warm collage.

When she would moan my name repeatedly and cum inside me before diverging off of that current path to fuck me in a new way, or how she would plead for me to make love to her for an entire day whenever the stress became too much... all of it continued to filter in, and I couldn’t help but bite my cheek as the nostalgia got to me.

I... kinda missed it still, that familiarity with which the Queen and I had sex, the way it always made me feel like everything was alright, that the happenings of the outside world weren’t as large as I was making them feel.

It made me feel better each time we made love, and even to this day I just... couldn’t help but wonder what would have happened if I hadn’t been infertile; I would have happily birthed her children until the day I died, and while its easy to say now that Astra is my one and always, a part of me still craved the dominant Deerkin who ruled this land.

A part of me that I was ready to let go of as I hugged Astra even tighter, and after a few moments of basking in her scent I couldn’t help myself anymore as I begged her to fuck me this time, to drop the ’sugar baby’ thing and make me into a mess with her own cock.

Not Rhefia’s, not Shelur’s, not any of the other futanari that she’s taken deep into her womb; her own, one that she created for herself, that she felt was truly hers... I wanted HER, and she smiled at me as she tossed the toy aside and crawled onto my belly, our lips finding solace together as I decided it was time to truly let go of the old memories and let new ones take their place.

Memories I was beyond blessed to be making, and memories I was going to cherish forever and then some as Astra started to make love to me greedily, the violet haired enigma taking me as hers and ensuring I was never going to be let go.