melodymania | Max Davis Voicemail

Thanks for calling. If you're reaching out to sell your soul, I'll already know and I'll be there soon. If you're calling to just talk, leave a message and I'll call you back when I can. Which will probably be soon. Talk to you then~

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[Evangeline is easily found sitting at the bar - especially for someone like Max. After all, she's the only person there wearing a magical suit with power extracted from monsters, she sticks out if you're sensitive to that kind of thing.]

Oh, hey. You from the network?

[Max arrives at the club and looks around. He spots Evangeline early indeed. He walks over, horns out, and nods. He grins and takes a seat next to her.]

That's me. Name's Max. But you can call me anything you want~ And what can I call you, beautiful~?

[Oh, hey. Her eyes visibly light up seeing him.]

Evangeline. Pleasure's all mine.

Solid start so far, those horns are very nice. Can I buy you a drink?

[His eyes light up at her own interest. He nods and leans on the bar.]

Why thank you. They're sharp too. Perfect handles if you ever wanna steer me.

[He chuckles and nods.] Sure. I'll let you pick. I'm interest to see what you'll pick for me.

Ooh. [Very clearly pleased with that idea.

Pick a drink for him, he says... This feels like a test, or at the very least, like part of a first impression. What does she want to go with?]

Two Deaths in the Afternoon, please.

[It's decadent, it's strong, and it has the literary connection if he recognizes it.]

Very good choice.

[Max says with a happy grin. He does get the reference and the drink is one he will like. A good first impression.]

So tell me a little about yourself, Evangeline.

[Doing well so far!]

Let's see, let's see... At home, my job is energy generation through working with eldritch entities in containment. It's a shitty job with an awful survival rate, but it has let me meet and smooch some very interesting beings.

Besides monsterfucking, my hobbies are reading and tinkering with gadgets.

Sounds like quite the exciting job but not so enjoyable. Well, except some specific perks, one could say?

[He chuckles.]

Reading is nice and tinkering sounds fun. Maybe you could show me some later. You know. After the monsterfucking.

For me, since turn about is foreplay. I'm an abomination creature at this point. Part reality warping Contagion, parts lot of other things. I can get real freaky if you want. Depending on just how monstery you want me to get. This vessel can change to suit your every monsterfucking dream. You just gotta tell me what you want.

That's kinda my thing. Deals. Dreams. Bargains. That kinda stuff.

[She listens with interest, turning his words over in her mind.]

I do love "real freaky", but deals and bargains mean payment. Would I be paying you back in sexual pleasure, or in something else?

[The bartender tries very hard not to give them a weird look, they're not getting paid enough to listen to this conversation.]

Oh no. I don't mean deals as part of the sexy times. Just if you ever want to make a deal, I'm your guy. I buy and sell and do all sorts of favors and things. And my prices are always fair. It's a big part of me. And I figured I'd mention it since we're getting to know each other.

[His eyes shift to the bartender. He winks at him. Then he looks back to Evangeline.]

I can do real freaky. Eyes, claws, multiple arms, giant maw, teeth, tentacles, I can vibrate the very cells of your body without touching you.

[To give a demonstration, a sharp vibration shoots down Evangeline's spine and goes right to her clit. It stays there for a second before it disappears.]

I like real freaky sex.

Oh-

[She wasn't prepared for that sudden sensation, and a moan tears itself from her throat. If she were a different person she'd be embarrassed about sounding like that in public, but if she were a different person she probably wouldn't be having this conversation.]

Fuck. When can we start?

Why not now?

[The music in the club shifts. He grabs his drink as it appears. His tongue snakes out and sips in. Then morphs into a straw like appendage and sucks the drink down in three seconds flat. He pulls it back out and smiles.]

Ah. Delicious. And a wonderful shade of green too. [He holds out his hand.]

Shall we~?

Now's good!

[She takes his hand to pull herself up. Thankfully she remembers to toss some money at the bartender before they go anywhere.]

Keep the change.

[Max pulls Evangeline close. He leans in, whispering in her ear.]

Now. Think of where you want me to fuck you and click your heels together. Say, there's no better place for sex and we'll be there.

[She can't help but chuckle at that - of course she gets the reference. She pictures a particular grove in the Spring Segment, far enough from the city to be private but near enough not to be particularly dangerous, and clicks her heels together.]

There's no better place for sex. -Especially if you want to be big.

[A musical chord plays and suddenly they no longer are in the club but are in the grove, just like she pictured. His hands gently brush over her hips while another pair touch her shoulders and drag nails down her arms. He whispers in her ear.]

Big you say? I can do that. Hmmm. What else do you desire? I'm so curious.

[Oh, hello there. She beams, reaching to scritch at the base of his horns.]

I like a lot of things, it's hard to choose... Lots of teeth, lots of eyes, extra limbs, claws, fur? That's a solid start, I think.

As you wish.

[More arms form. Claws trace along her clothes, legs, arms, chest, stomach, sides, and through her hair. He grows as those arms get wider, growing fur all along them. He lifts her up with more hands. As she looks up, his form is changing. Eyes form and open all over him. Each leaks a milky white thick liquid. His fur is black like his hair. His teeth sharp as another two rows grow in the massive may his mouth becomes.

Tentacles of warm white goo snake out from under the fur and run over her closed. They seem to vanish as if they can just erase them. Swipe, swipe, swipe, away go her clothes.]

My my my, little red Evangeline. How delicious you look~

[Holy shit, he's perfect.

It's a good thing that he can just erase her clothes (and that she's not wearing EGO right now) because otherwise she'd be scrambling to get naked as fast as possible. Her arousal spikes just from being lifted up by him.]

Oh, sir, please don't eat me. Isn't there anything else I can offer you?

[This would be more convincing if she weren't absolutely beaming.]

[Max's voice down pitches as he laughs. The gooey tentacles finish wiping away her clothes. The hands pull her legs apart as one of the tentacles presses against her pussy and starts to vibrate.]

Oh there are a few things you can offer me, young maiden. Your body. Your mind. Your pleasure. Your soul.

If you are willing to do so to avoid my teeth.

[Her range of mobility is limited while caught in his grip, but she still tries to grind back against that tentacle as best she can, gasping.]

Please take my body and my pleasure, sir! [She tries her best not to sound absolutely thrilled about it and fails, but at least she's trying.]

[Max chuckles as the vibrations suddenly surge through her entire body. They play through every fiber of her being. The tentacle wiggles and slowly pushes inside her. Meanwhile the numerous hands reach to fondler her breasts, play with her body, drag claws across her skin, and a long tongue extends from his massive maw to dance along her lips and pushes past them, filling her mouth so easily.]

[Oh fuck. Evangeline's back arches as she moans around the tongue in her mouth, and her body writhes, surrounded by pleasure on all sides and uncertain what to twist into. They've just started and she's already soaked.

She manages a muffled questioning noise. Is he enjoying this, because she sure is, but it's important to check in with your partner. Unfortunately it's difficult to ask questions like that with your mouth full of tongue.]

[The question is still understood. He chuckles, which sends vibrations down the tongue and up through the tentacle. Another mouth forms on a hand that presses to her ear.]

Oh I feel very good. Do you want to feel my pleasure? I can show you.