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Finding a girl in the woods wasn't quite on Max's roster for the week, nor for the rest of her life. But now that she found her, she can't seem to be rid of her. And to make it even more confusing, this girl just killed someone right in front of her with her... magic powers? And now, if Max tries to walk away, she fears she might be the next victim.
So she stays. She follows this girl around for days on end. She'd think her parents would be worried if only her mom and step dad werent too busy being at each others throats all the time.
Eleven is sweet, but the kind and nonthreatening appearance is far from accurate. That girl is a cold blooded killer, and she has a genuine smile on her face every time. Shes been living in the tent of a guy she killed, for fucks sake. It's fine though. She seems to REALLY like Max. Max doesn't know whether to be flattered or terrified.
Its raining today. Normally, neither girl would care about getting dirty or wet in the rain, but Max has no other clothes, and El seems to have something on her mind. Shes been sitting in the corner of the tent for hours. Max has basically been twiddling her thumbs all day. Its not like she could leave, even if she wanted to.
Max flops down onto the sleeping bag the two girls have been sharing (against the redhead's will, of course). She stares up at the ceiling of the tent, almost completely zoning out before a figure appears above her. She jumps a little, before realizing its just El. Honestly, half of the worlds population would probably be better than her right now, but at least Max knows she's safe. Maybe.
She stares up at El as the curly haired girl stares back down. They don't say anything for a moment, until the silence is broken.
"Will you try something with me?" asks the bubbly, yet terrifying girl.
Max looks confused, and a little scared. She probably wants to try ripping Max's limbs off with her powers or something. Max would find it endearing that such a cute girl chose her of all people if it weren't for the fact she is 99 percent sure El would just leave her to bleed out in the forest. She doesnt love life, but she would prefer to at least make it to adulthood.
When she snaps out of her terrifying "fantasy" (if you could even call it that), Eleven is still staring down at her, same bubbly and kind-hearted looking smile from before.
She can't help but agree. Part of that is because she's afraid what might happen to her if she doesnt.
"...Sure." Max answers, very hesitantly. Or at least that's how it comes out.
"Good!" exclaims the brown haired girl, before leaning back up. She's kneeling on the floor now.
Before Max can ask a follow up question, or even begin to try, El is removing her overalls. Max stares for a second before realizing whats happening. El doesn't have pants under the overalls, so everything below the waist is almost fully exposed, save for some baby pink underwear that look like they were made for a kid half their age.
Max panics and covers her eye with her forearm, but feels it being gently moved after not even a second has gone by. El isnt even moving it with her hands, she's using her powers, and being surprisingly gentle with it, too. Her nose drips a small drop of blood.
"Why are you looking away, Max?" El asks, sounding a bit solemn.
"Because- I- you-" Max stutters before pausing for a split second to regain composure. "You can't just take off your clothes in front of strangers!"
"But you are not a stranger." El quickly retorts. "You are my friend, right?"
Max is scared to know what would happen if she disagrees. She nods her head slowly.
"Good!" El chimes once more, before continuing. Max is consciously unfocusing her eyes now- for more reasons than one.
El continues with everything until she's in just her flower t-shirt and underwear.
"Your turn."
Max looks at El like she has 6 heads that are each breathing fire directly at her.
And, for some reason, without a word, she complies.
She doesnt even mean to do it. She strips down to her bra and underwear without as much as a second thought.
El is staring, and Max feels her face getting hot. she knows El can tell her face is red because shes studying that, too. Then she moves.
El puts her hand on Max's boob, and gives it a small squeeze before Max can even react.
Max makes a pathetic little noise at it. This isnt supposed to feel good. This is really, really bad. Max stays as quiet as possible, still saying nothing.
El is removing her own shirt now. She has no bra underneath, and smaller, more tender breasts with flushed, rosy pink nipples. Max has never looked at a girl and wanted to touch her so badly before now, but she dares not move. If she wasn't sure she was going to hell before, she knows for a fact she is now.
El is in her underwear with her thighs pressed tightly together. Max would look there, but she's too busy staring at the chest of the girl in front of her. She feels like a huge perv.
El starts to try and slip Max's bra off, which in turn signals Max take it off herself. She doesnt even realize she started taking her underwear off, too.
She's dripping wet, and even worse, she's wondering when El will do the same.
El doesn't make that move quite yet. Instead, she pins Max to the ground, now squeezing her breasts even harder, twisting her nipples between fingers. Max is trying so hard not to moan, but it might be impossible not to. El is mumbling to herself about the size of Max's chest. Max is losing her mind at how turned on she is, and her last bit of sense has gone into questioning why.
She's completely soaked now, and her thighs are rubbing together frantically in attempt to get friction to her aching clit.
Just as she's about to give in and touch herself, El stops her. They look each other in the eyes. After a moment, El reaches to take her panties off.
Max didn't expect what she sees next. This is probably the last thing she expected, even when she's sure she probably should have. All things considered, it really isn't all that odd.
El has a dick, and its hard and leaking.
Max cant help but gasp- and then almost ask every question in the book. All she actually manages to get out is; "Why do you have that?"
She covers her mouth after that, knowing that was probably really rude. El answers honestly, seemingly taking no offense to the moderately insensitive question.
"I was born like this. Papa says it makes me special."
Max thinks for a moment, then comes to the conclusion that she is both way too confused and way too horny to ask more about it.
El takes her hand off of Max's boob and brings it to her aching cock. She tries a few different things before finding something she seems to like- just simply stroking the tip of her hard cock with her palm.
The curly haired girl is moaning breathily, seemingly trying to keep herself quiet. Max just watches in complete awe- somehow ignoring her own aching pussy.
El notices Max's thighs are still rubbing together. Honestly, it's completely subconscious at this point. Max herself barely even realizes that she's doing it.
El takes the hand off of her cock, and looks directly into Max's eyes. Max looks beautiful- El can't remember ever seeing Mike in this light. Any feelings she has left for him dissipate in that moment.
Eleven moves her free hand down to Max's dripping pussy. She jumps at the sudden feeling of wetness for a moment, before sinking a finger directly into Max.
It happens so easily, and Max is simultaneously experiencing too much and not enough inside of her at once.
El pumps the finger in and out of the soaked pussy. Max's noises make her cock start aching even worse than before. After a moment, she retracts the digit.
Max says nothing. Everything that could be said is done so with a pleading look directly up at the curly haired girl.
El grabs her cock and immediately starts to line it up with Max's tight hole. Then she moves.
El begins to slide her cock into Max's soaked pussy. Max covers her mouth, but its quickly uncovered by the other girl.
"No. I want to hear you."
Max whimpers so loudly and pathetically that she's sure someone all the way in town could hear it.
El makes a small, cute whimper as she bottoms out inside max. Then she starts to thrust.
She isnt very paced- Most of her movements are erratic and unorderly. Max cant help but think how she let the other girl talk her into this- But the thoughts dissipate completely when El thrusts particularly hard.
Something in max shifts slightly as her cervix gets slammed into. If she was needy before, she's a top tier slut for El now.
The tent is filled with breathy moans and whimpers as El continues to ram the head of her cock into Max's now bruising cervix.
Max reaches down to rub her clit. She needs to finish, badly.
El is close. She tries to verbalize that she feels something she hasn't felt before, but she can't get a word out. Its all incoherent sounds mixed in with the rest of her moans.
El pounds into Max one last time before she's filling Max with her cum. seeing El like this sends Max over the edge, too. She's cumming hard, her body spasming as she climaxes.
Just as Max's orgasm is dying down, the other girl collapses onto her, panting like a dog- her cock still buried in Max's pussy.
Eleven is tired. Her eyes get droopy, and fighting it would be a losing battle. Within a minute, El is completely asleep on Max's chest.
Max takes a few minutes to catch her breath before contemplating her next move.
Max would get up, but a girl her size sleeping directly on top of her- dick still inside of her- after she just had the most intense orgasm of her life makes that a challenge and a half.
So she chooses her only other option, and just thinks for a moment. She has two major things on her mind.
The first one is how she just lost her virginity- to a girl with a dick and psychic powers, at that.
And the second? where El learned about this in the first place. She knew a bit about the lab. Not much, because the topic seemed to make the bubbly girl look melancholy. Max assumed she was extremely sheltered in that lab due to the fact El spoke minimally and didn't understand social cues at all.
For the first time all day, she dares to look around the tent, and her answer presents itself almost immediately- a porn magazine.
Well, it's great to know the guy who owned this tent before was a huge fucking pervert.
Her mind seems satisfied with this answer, and a wave of sleep hits Max like a train. She fights to keep her eyes open before finally giving in. She wraps her arms around El, which in turn makes the the curly haired girl nuzzle into her chest.
Max lets out a tired, almost relieved sigh. Maybe this isn't so bad.
Maybe she could get used to this.