Other Fan Fiction ❯ Still Your Biggest Fan... ❯ Still Your Biggest Fan... ( Chapter 1 )

Still Your Biggest Fan...

Underground, deep within the sewers of the big city of Fourside lies a single large room, clean enough and cleared out when compared with the rest of the offrooms down within the underground waterways. Within this single room, a young man sits on a small makeshift bed, sitting on it with a look of patient concentration on his face. Known as (anonymous) to his friends, the young man was actually quite nervous about being in this room.

It had been only about 1 month ago that he had found himself in this very same room, having a pleasure-filled semi-rape session with a young teenage girl of 17 years old, 6 feet and 1 inch tall. (anonymous) remembered her figure in vivid memory, her shoulder-length blonde hair, the big red ribbon tied in said hair, her light pink dress, her ocean blue eyes, He remembered her luscious body as well, her petite arms, her B-C cup breaks, her dainty but deceptively powerful legs, covered only down to her thighs by the dress, and a mouth that was a very pleasurous orifice to fuck for his 8 inch cock.

(anonymous) also remembered this very same girl because he had chloroformed her and taken her to this room, having his way with her for a while, until she had come to right in the middle of one of his session, wondering somewhat frantically what she was doing and what was happening to her. (anonymous), feeling he owed her an explanation, told her everything about his plot, of being part of a fanclub to her, as she was a popular celebrity in the world even to this day, to her dismay. He remembered how despite her situation and being told what happened to her that the girl actually decided to let him finish his current 'sick fantasy', which amounted to him spraying her prone body all over with his cum.

After the exchange, the girl recovered fully from her chloroforming, and appeared to be ready to take vengeance on (anonymous). She damn well could've easily fried him to a crisp with her PSI, or Psionic Inquiry, a mysterious form of psychic power that manifested itself in several forms, including but not limited to summoning fire, healing a person's wounds, or surrounding oneself with a protective energy barrier.

However the girl decided to make a kind of 'deal' with (anonymous). She told him if he kept their encounter secret from his friends in this so-called 'fanclub' and anyone else, that 1 month from then, she would return to see him in that very same room, promising him not to report him to the police, and promising him more action, although assuring him SHE would be the one calling most if not all the shots. In shock, he asked her why someone sweet and innocent as herself would go with such an idea. The girl explained that by having the guts to kidnap her the way he did that she believed only "My Biggest Fan" could really dare accomplish a feat, and she saw something in that, and then with those words, and a promise made between then, she exited the sewers to return home.

(anonymous) was without a doubt the holder of the title of Paula Polestar's Biggest Fan, even in the eyes of the psychic girl herself. However (anonymous) doubted that Paula would ever want to truly associate herself with a miscreant like him again. Even when he had went to kidnap her a month ago, he had only originally done it out of a triple dog-dare made by his friends in their fanclub, his friends calling him nothing but a spineless coward at the time. Many a time since the incident, (anonymous) admitted that he probably should've remained that spineless coward. He had given in to many of his desires in her company, more of them than Paula herself had been conscious enough to know about. Luckily, it had never gotten around to true sex, although he had considered it at one point just before she had fully come to.

Deciding for the sake of what he felt was left of both their honors, (anonymous) had decided to pretend to his friends that he had chickened out on his dare, which to his dismay he discovered had been only intended as a joke to crack at him for his boasts of being Paula's biggest fan. Despite not having actually told anyone of the encounter he and Paula shared in that room, the room itself had been rigged up with hidden cameras of his, recording and snapshotting the events of that encounter at several different vantage points.

The tapes and pictures that came out of that were kept away in his personal storage though, never seeing the light of day unless he had decided to want to relive the events on a personal scale, a momento to the events that even Paula herself had never known of, but he figured as long as he didn't show them to anyone, it wasn't her business anyways.

Once again, in the dismissible chance that Paula did indeed come back to see him that day, he had left his cameras in the same places as the last time, and had recently turned them all on in the recent few minutes. He laughed to himself, alone and without peer in that room, thinking that the idea she'd see him after his stunt was laughable, and if she didn't see him he certainly wouldn't blame her with the way he had taken advantage of her during her kidnapping...

Nearly 20 minutes passed on by with no sign of the pink-clad psychic girl, and (anonymous) knew that it was probably a lost cause. Sighing with a mix of relief but also reject, he got up from his makeshift bed and decided it was time to go, and began to walk over to the first of his hidden cameras to turn it off, presumably for good. It was then he heard it. A faint clomp in the distance outside the room.

He shook his head and chuckled to himself bitterly about hearing things, but he suddenly heard another clomp, a bit louder, and then yet another, louder clomp. 4 more clomps appeared to grow closer to the room, and then for a few seconds, silence. (anonymous) then heard the clomps again, coming closer to the door to the room. He suddenly gasped in horror, more than likely Paula had probably sent the police to that spot, relying on him waiting in that room for him, and he began to panic, and tried to bolt for behind his bed, but then the doorknob turned, and (anonymous) froze in his tracks.

The door then gently opened, and (anonymous)'s eyes went wide at the sight. His heart nearly stopped in his chest as he saw Paula walk slowly into the room, appearing to be all by herself. He noticed that the only one thing that seemed out of place was the brown handbag she had clipped over the large pinkish-white waist bow of her dress. He couldn't help but ogle the psychic girl from top to bottom. She had not appeared to change physically in any way, and looked just as luscious and drop-dead sexy as when they saw each other last. (anonymous) was speechless at the fact that she had indeed decided to show up.

Paula was not dumb to the stare (anonymous) was giving her, and with a neutral expression on her face commented. "Hmph, you see something you like?"

(anonymous) stuttered, and spoke without realizing what he was saying, "Y-y-y-es... e-everything."

Paula face lit up with a furious blush, and she actually gave him a sly smile, "Just asking."

She then walked up closer to (anonymous), closing the door behind her, putting down her handbag, and then latching the lock shut.

"P-Paula? Why are you here? You're t-truly serious about what you said?" (anonymous) asked.

Paula giggled lightly, which (anonymous) found pretty cute, despite his shock, "Yes, I am a girl of my word, (anonymous). There's been nothing in the news, no signs or reasons to suspect you've been doing foul play to the public. I might not be 100% content with this idea, but as you said, you are my biggest fan and all, so I am here to deliver on my promise."

(anonymous) felt extremely ashamed despite her words. He knew that Paula was rumored to be the girlfriend of Ness Stark, both of them being part of the fabled "chosen four" who had saved the world from an evil alien conqueror over four years ago. He didn't want Paula in trouble with Ness because of his stupid impulses a month ago.

"Wait a minute! Aren't you and Ness Stark going out?" he asked.

Paula sighed and looked at him with a slightly hardening stare, "Yes, Ness and I are dating, and that's the main reason I'm not fully content with this promise I made. I want you to understand that at best this is only a "friends with benefits" deal, and this will probably be the only time we ever do this, so don't get too comfortable with it. Also, we're not going the full distance today, if you know what I mean. Remember, I'll be calling the shots for the most part, not you."

To illustrate this point, a small flame, mostly red, with slight flickers of blue pulsing in it materialized around her hand, as to remind (anonymous) he did not have the same advantage as before, when he had also rigged up a Counter-PSI machine to block her powers. She had come prepared this time, although (anonymous) did not yet know how she had, considering that same machine had been turned on with the cameras just in case of a bad situation. A few seconds later, the flame extinguished itself, and Paula looked at him.

"Alright, crystal clear." (anonymous) replied, visibly shaken.

Those words spoken, Paula walked up a few steps to (anonymous), and he could see that her own eyes were now looking him up and down, as if deciding what to do next.

"Alright, let's begin." Paula said, and with a sudden burst of strength (anonymous) never knew she had, he found himself up against the nearest wall his back to it, and Paula leaned her face in and locked her lips with his own. Taken somewhat off guard by her actions, he stood there in shock for a few seconds as Paula kissed him with what he could swear was a fiery enough passion.

"Hey! Stop gawking and kiss me back!" she said to him, a direct communication from her mind to his own. Realizing she was speaking to him with her famous telepathic abilities, he answered by wrapping his arms around Paula's back and returning her kiss. Paula began to moan lightly as she continued to kiss (anonymous), 'battling' him for control of the kiss. (anonymous) started to moan after a few more seconds. Suddenly, instinct began to take him over. With his own strength, he spun both of them around and throwing them back up against the wall, this time Paula being pinned to the wall. Paula's eyes widened only a brief second and she didn't try to break free, and moaned passionately as she and (anonymous) kept kissing intensely, (anonymous) keeping her body pinned to the wall with his greater weight.

(anonymous) moved one of his arms and suddenly groped Paula's left breast in his hand. Paula moaned violently at the sensitive touch, but did not try to stop him, and she moved one of her own arms down his body, grabbing on the crotch of (anonymous)'s pants, where she could feel his penis erecting quickly in her grasp despite the pants covering them.

"I hope you're having fun here touching me like this buddy, because most people who try don't exact get up to tell the tale." Paula spoke to him telepathically.

Oh please Paula, you're grabbing my crotch just as much! (anonymous) thought to himself at her reply.

He saw Paula's blush deepen just the slightest, and then: "Touché, (anonymous)." she replied, apparently heard his thought anyways.

(anonymous) suddenly pushed his pelvis in closer to her body, to the point that his erecting penis was close to touching where Paula's vagina would be if both hadn't been wearing clothes. Paula suddenly narrowed her eyes and (anonymous) went flying off her a few feet backwards with a telekinetic shove, although she did not actually knock him down. She straightened her ruffled clothing out and stated, "Ok, that was starting to get a bit TOO far, although I appreciate the gesture anyways."

(anonymous) nodded in shame, watching her walk away from the wall where he had Paula pinned up against, "Forgive me, my instincts... they... oh who am I kidding, there was no excuse for what I did."

Paula sighed, "No, it's instinct, it's a natural thing. I don't hold it against you, but as I said, I have a boyfriend, and this is just a friends-with-benefits thing."

"So... now what?" (anonymous) asked.

Paula blushed, looking around and eyeing the makeshift bed in the room, and gave him a shy smile, "Why don't you get on that bed of yours, and I'll show you personally."

The blood rushed to (anonymous)'s face has he realized of what she might have been implying, "You saying you're gonna go down on me?"

Paula's blushed slightly intensified for a second before most of it vanished, "Yes you clueless ninny. I'm gonna 'go down on you' as you so-bluntly put it. You better appreciate this." her words were filled with a false hostility that (anonymous) barely noticed as sarcastic.

(anonymous) sat down on the makeshift bed, and began to unbuckle his pants, realizing his cock was still somewhat erect after their kissing affair. Pulling down the front of his pants, he looked to Paula, as she looked back with an otherwise unreadable expression on her face. He then pulled over the flap in the front of his underwear.

"No, you can take them down completely. I've already seen you down there, so it's not a big deal to me." Paula replied, remembering how (anonymous) had been irrumating her so intensely in their last meeting that she could see his pubic hair up close. (anonymous) pulled down the underwear all the way, revealing his cock and balls, and the still shaved pubic hair below. Paula looked at him with a nervous enough look on her face, and walked up next to him, kneeling down in front of him in such a submissive pose that it made him realize that he had thought well to have the cameras watching it.

Paula looked up into his eyes with her own, and a neutral look spread over her features, "You know, with what I'm about to do, I've got to wonder if you were wishing you had some kind of camera watching these events, just for the memories. I'm sure it'd be nice."

(anonymous) was puzzled to her statement, and then realized in horror too late...

Paula cut off any possible reply with a sly smile on her face, "I guess I shouldn't be surprised, (anonymous). You are a young man afterall. Gotta have some kind of memoirs to simulate yourself, right?"

(anonymous) wanted to reply, but she continued, "Yes, I know you got numerous cameras watching us. They're probably showing us from many angles. If you're wondering how I know this, it's because I knew about it the last time we met. And if you're wondering why I'm still going along with this, it's because I can tell you're not showing them to others. Again, I can't blame you for wanting some memories of our time together, forbidden or not. Don't worry about it as long as you keep it to yourself."

"I... I'm sorry anyways..." (anonymous) apologized.

Paula rolled her eyes, and learned her again-blushing face in up against his 8 inch, erect cock, and began to rub her face against it, nuzzling it up, down, left, right and so-on with her soft facial features. She gave light, short moans every 4 or so nuzzles against his penis. Paula admitted that (anonymous) had a pretty big and hard penis and that he would have no problem pleasuring her if it weren't for the fact she was already in a relationship.

About 10 seconds after, she reached out with one of her petite arms and grabbed around his cock and also covering some of his balls to keep them in place. She looked up at (anonymous) as she began to squint her eyes and her tongue lashed out of her mouth, licking up the shaft of his penis. Paula continued to lick him like this slowly and passionately, as (anonymous) drew in his breath and began struggling not to moan out with pleasure. Paula continued licking up the length of his penis, sometimes even licking around the head of it, sometimes even feeling over the hole in his cock with her soft tongue.

A few more seconds of this passed before Paula pulled away an inch and looked at (anonymous), who looked like he was still struggling not to moan out. She opened her eyes, and with a look of submission, brought her open mouth down and over the head of his cock, and then back off. She continued to bob her mouth up and down over the head of (anonymous)'s cock for several seconds, as (anonymous) began to lose control and moan low and soft. Soon Paula look it further and bobbed her head further over his penis, gradually bobbing her mouth further and further over the length of his cock. At this point (anonymous) could not stop moaning, and Paula's eyes began to slightly water, forming the first traces of tears in their corners.

"(anonymous)! Don't fight it! Embrace this! There's nothing to be ashamed of!" Paula telepathically yelled to him in the midst of her blowjob, "If you need to yell, or scream, just do it!"

Paula continuously moaned as she began to pick up speed on the rate of her sucking and bobbing as she had gotten her mouth about three-fourths of the way to the back of his cock. She decided she was going to try going for a deep-throat if possible. As she continued sucking and slurping, (anonymous) apparently decided to take up on her advice.

"Aah!! Aaah!" he screamed out, "P-Paula!! Paula!! Oh g..god! PAULA!!"

Paula's sucking had now reached the end of his penis, and she could feel it's head touching the back of her throat several times, and she continued to moan, impassioned by (anonymous)'s yelling.

"AAAH! PAULA!! AAH!! G..GOD YES!! YES!! PAULA!!!" (anonymous) continued to scream, feeling his cock filling up with cum, stimulated more than enough that it was obvious he was gonna release a large shot into her mouth.

Using her empathic senses, Paula was also aware of the impending climax, but she decided she was going to ride this out to the end. It wasn't like she hadn't before, remember when she was forcibly irrumated by (anonymous) in their last encounter.

"AAAHH!! PAULA!!! OH GOD!!! ARGGG!!" (anonymous) screamed as he realized he could not hold the flood back any longer, "I LOVE YOU PAULA!!!!"

Paula's eyes went wide at this, tears rushing down her face as she felt intense hot rush of sticky, hot liquid cum flooding into her mouth like a wave. Not even 2 whole seconds passed before Paula's mouth was filled so much that cum began bursting out the sides of her mouth, dripping down her chin, splattering onto the end of her dress in gobs. Paula moaned violently, closing her still tear soaked eyes, and started to swallow his load in small but moderate amounts, even though a lot of it still flowed out of her mouth like a waterfall...

*GULP* *GULP* "Mmpph..." *GULP* *GULP* *GULP* "Mmpph..." *GULP* *GULP* *GULP*....

70 or more gulps later, Paula noticed that she had finally started to run out of semen to swallow, and her once-nearly-empty stomach was actually about filled to capacity. Paula slowly pulled her head off from over (anonymous)'s cock, seeing a small amount still slowly oozing out of it, and she looked up at him with a look of shock on her face, still struggling to regain her voice after swallowing so much.

(anonymous) looked over Paula with a look of astonishment. Even the last time he had cum like that in her mouth, he came nowhere near close to the sensation of her willingly giving him a good blow. He didn't speak a word, for he was quite worn out and didn't know if he could speak without passing out.

"Are you... okay?" Paula asked shakily, as she could definitely tell he had drained a lot out of himself.

"Don't... worry about that... are yooou... ookaa..yy..?" he droned as he suddenly closed his eyes and fell backwards on the makeshift bed. Paula got up quickly, ignore the mess on her clothing for the moment and looked over him, feeling a hand on his wrist.

"He's just passed out... thank god." she said, fearing he was dead for a moment. She figured she'd give him a bit of a rest on the bed for the moment. She had thought over what (anonymous) had said just before his climax. She had been reading his feelings the entire time. When he had made that declaration that he loved her, she had realized it wasn't just a scream of lust...

It was the truth...

Paula now felt horrible because of such. Although she knew that (anonymous) had been the one who first committed the wrong by kidnapping her a month ago, she realized that he had done his past sexual deeds out of real love for her. And it was at that point that she had come to a realization: she and Ness, as good as friends as they were, never seemed to completely fall for each other. Paula had originally fallen for him in their original adventure out of a thanks for saving her life, not once but twice, but she finally realized why she hadn't said to Ness what she had planned to say when he escorted her home after they had defeated Giygas.

Because I only lusted for his heroism. Between us both, there's no real attraction. We're good friends, basically BEST friends, but still... just friends. (anonymous) on the other hand, despite the way he executed his actions initally, truly shows to love me. Now I understand why he really is my Biggest Fan...

As she thought over this, she unlatched the door lock, and opened it, walking out of the room, looking for a clean water source to wash the cum... no... the evidence of (anonymous)'s love, off of her body. But she wasn't done with him yet. Perhaps she needed to tell him the truth about something when he woke up...

==START OF FLASHBACK==

As (anonymous) slept away, passed out on his bed, he began to relive those first moments of the dare he had taken his friends up on. He remembered that one of his friends in the fanclub had connections to the scientific community, and therefore access to special Counter-PSI machines that could be used to hinder the concentration of psychic people in order to prevent use of their powers. (anonymous) was no fool to the kinds of psychic powers Paula wielded at her hand. The records spoke of her using fire, cold, electricity, barrier-creation, attribute-modification and being able to drain psychic energy from others.

(anonymous) had also needed to come up with a solid plan to restrain and kidnap Paula. Even with a Counter-PSI machine on hand, he had to get close enough to utilize it without getting totally torched. For the first few days after the dare, (anonymous) would wander around Twoson, garbed in a number of different outfits and disguise that involved covering most of his face from view, using the excuse of the summer heat to wear such outfits. For those first few days, he had camped out in various spots around her home, the Polestar Preschool, and would stealthily track Paula around as she journeyed around. He had come to realize that despite her dislike to the media, she didn't want to remain inside her house all that much since her adventure four years ago.

It was during one of those days he was reminded of Paula's love for plush toys, especially teddy bears. He and his friends discovered that she loved a particular, rare line of teddy bears called "LoveU" bears, and that they were expensive and a remade antique teddy bear. It was through this information that (anonymous) had found and bought a LoveU bear at the Fourside Department Store. The bear he would use as a kind of bait, putting a small Counter-PSI machine into it's stuffing and sowing it back up. With some help, he had also sprayed a light chloroform all over the bear, which would serve to help weaken Paula's consciousness if she did go for it, making her not as aware of his trap.

Then that day came. (anonymous) had learned she had plans to head south down the road in front of her house and head to Threed through the tunnels, a tunnel once besieged by ghosts, which Paula herself was partially responsible for clearing out. Even then, remembering this, (anonymous) felt guilty, as he hid behind a small nook in the tunnel, and leaving the box with the LoveU bear in the open, making sure Paula would see it.

Soon, he saw his quarry come into the tunnel, and close in on his position. Still hidden from her, and any other potential passerbyer, of which they had been no others, he watched as Paula caught site of the LoveU bear box and knelt down to look at it. He saw her eyes express surprise.

"Wow... who would leave a LoveU bear just laying here in the tunnel? These things are rare! I better see if I can find this thing's owner." she said, as she went to scoop up the bear, knowing that even though she longed for a bear like this, that she was a good Samaritan first and foremost. This was another quality that made (anonymous) attracted to Paula, although many of his friends in the fanclub had joked that her nice nature would one day get her into a world of trouble. (anonymous) sighed at the irony, as he watched Paula grab the box. Paula then caught a strange smell on the box, and couldn't help but be curious, taking a few more sniffs.

"What the heck? What's on this box?" she asked in confusion, still kneeled down on the ground. (anonymous) peer out from being the nook in the tunnel, see absolutely no one in sight, and that they were extremely close to a manhole leading to the Threed sewers, which would connect to Fourside sewers, and a special room he had rigged up with cameras, originally intended to tape the proof in the pudding of (anonymous) carrying out the dare. Pulling out a rag covered in damp chloroform, he silently stalked out behind her. Paula had not heard him approach, and had barely even began to see his shadow creeping up over her when she was grabbed around the collar with one of his arms. Paula tried to react to this, but was too late as (anonymous) had quickly held the rag up under her nose closely enough for her to inhale the noxious fumes. With a resigned moan, Paula lost consciousness and jerked forwards, held up by (anonymous).

Realizing he had to be quick enough, he quickly opened the manhole near him, and then grabbed Paula, hoisting her on his shoulders, and carrying her down the ladder into the sewers. He laid her body on the ground close by, and then climbed back up to retrieve the LoveU bear, not wanting someone else to fall victim to the trap and in case he'd need it later with the Counter-PSI machine in it. He closed the manhole behind him and then picked up Paula's unconscious body and began to carry her into the sewers, until she reached Fourside sewers 40 minutes later. Soon he found the room he had rigged up, using a special key he had made by one of the members of his fanclub and took her into this room. After entering, he laid her body down on the ground gently, and looked over her.

Even in that early stage of the kidnapping, (anonymous) had been quickly aroused, understanding the implication of this situation. He realized that he could do anything he wanted to her and she might possibly never know of any of it. However the amount of different ideas for what to do to her were overwhelming and it took him several minutes to decide what to do first. He wanted to touch her, he wanted to caress her, to fondle her, to grope her in places, some appropriate, and others not-so appropriate.

And thus he did. He started out by kneeling next to Paula, and placed his hand on one of her clean, smooth thighs, and running his arm slowly down the length of her leg, and then back up. For at least 10 to 20 seconds, he simply caressed her leg from top to bottom, admiring her dainty shape. It soon turned into him caressing the other of her legs in the same manner for about 20 to 30 seconds. After he was finished, he put a hand gently onto her cheek, staring into her features, which looked distressed yet beautifully defiant at the same time. He cupped her chin and kissed her lips at least a couple of times as he did. He also caressed down her petite arms in the same manner as he had her legs, slowly getting a hard-on as he touched her unconscious body more and more.

Soon, he had gotten horny enough that the touching erupted into full out fondling and groping on both of her soft but firm breasts. His hands slowly fondled her breasts, his index finger caressing over the spots were her nipples would've shown if she had been naked. He knew that if she had been conscious at all, she'd probably be moaning, possibly to the point of climax. After this, he had moved over and pulled up the front of her dress, gazing at her panties intently, wondering if she should touch her there at all. Although the temptation in his horniness kept telling him he should, his conscious was telling him to stop, and for once, he listened. As he did, he saw Paula's breathing begin to regulate slightly, and she was beginning to slowly regain her consciousness. But the chloroform would still render her unable to do more than lie there, and the Counter PSI-Machine in the room with them would prevent her from using any powers, even basic telepathy over any reasonable distance.

What should I do now? If she comes to fully, this will be coming to a violent end soon enough. (anonymous) thought. Although Paula wasn't the strongest of the four heroes physically, she was more than strong enough to physically fight off average human-beings of no training or past experience. (anonymous) would no doubt get the crap kicked out of him if she had become aware of his presence.

Oh, what the hell. I might as well get some from her in some way or another before she kills me. he decided. Pulling Paula to her knees in an upright position where she just kneeled there vacantly, he looked over her body with a gaze of grim but sly triumph. He unzipped his pants and pulled the front down enough to reveal his underwear, which he then pulled down as well, showing his almost fully erect penis to the eyes of the room, and to Paula's still drugged-up vision. Soon fully erect, he reached out his hand and placed in on the side of Paula's head, and firmly holding her there, some strands of hair escaping between his fingers. With his single, though strong arm, he pulled Paula's body up a few inches off the ground, but still to the point she was mostly still in a kneeling position.

With his free hand, he put his thumb over Paula's lips, slowly forcing her mouth open wide. With a smirk of glory on his face, he leaned his body in, his cock entering Paula's soft, virgin mouth for the first time. Even in the first moments, (anonymous) felt great ecstasy from her warm mouth tightly around his penis as he thrust back and forth slowly in her mouth. Slowly he began to speed up his thrusting, and he began to hear Paula softly moan as her eyes were barely open and she was still totally unaware of her situation...

*SLURP* "Mmmmp..." *SLURP* "Mmmmpp..." *SUCK* "Mmmmpp..." *SLURP* "Mmmmmmpp.."

==END OF FLASHBACK==

(anonymous) finally came to consciousness about 15 minutes after he had passed out on his bed. He realized quickly that his currently deflated penis was still in the open and quickly cleaned himself off and zipped up his pants. He did not see Paula in the room, although her handbag still sat on the ground near the door. He could only wonder if she had abandoned him there, or had just simply gone off to clean herself off. He didn't see or hear her anywhere yet and only the sound of the running sewer waters filled his ears.

However, to his relief, he heard footsteps coming up close again, and seconds later, Paula walked back into the room, her dress soaked in water, but clean of the cum that had spurted all over her.

She closed the door behind her again, locking it, and then she looked at him and blushed, "Alright. Out of honesty, do you want to watch me strip down out of this dress? It's too wet right now, and I don't want to catch a cold. I have another one in my purse here, but if you promise to behave, I'll sit around and dry off in just my underwear, and you can ogle me all you want."

"A-Are you sure you-you'd be okay with that?" (anonymous) asked.

"Look, we need to talk again soon. I need to tell you some things. But for now, yes I'm fine with it." she replied.

Without waiting for his reply, she reached behind her and untied the pink-white bow around her waist and discarded it to the side, allowing the dress to loosen up around her waist. She then looked at him as she grabbed the bottom edge of the dress and pulled it up, exposing both a white, clean pair of lacy panties and a identically colored and lacy bra on her chest. She then threw the wet dress to the side, and reached down, her ass facing (anonymous) as if intentionally, as she went to untie her shoes and pull them off was well, putting them down near her other wet cloths. She also then discarded her socks to the same pile. However she decided to leave the red ribbon in her hair alone, for reasons unknown.

(anonymous) just stood there, the blood quickly rushing back to his face. Paula easily saw this and replied, "Nice view, isn't it?"

"Paula, I don't understand... Why are you still here? You could've easily left after that blowjob and never had to deal with me again." (anonymous) asked.

"Yes, that's the hundred-million-dollar question, isn't it?" Paula replied, and then she looked at him, looking into his eyes.

"Alright (anonymous), it's time for me to be truly honest. I know that you love me, I know that it isn't just a thing of lust you have for me. I'm understanding now just why you truly call yourself my biggest fan. It doesn't COMPLETELY excuse your actions 1 month ago, but I can understand it well." Paula started, as (anonymous) listened.

"As you and I both said to each other before, I am in a relationship with Ness Stark, the boy who was responsible for saving my life not once, but twice, and the boy who started the adventure that lead to the fall of Giygas. However, only today and only now I realize why I was so attracted to him. It was the heroics he possessed that I loved, not as much Ness himself." she continued, as (anonymous) gave her a confused look.

"I do still see Ness as my friend, heck, my BEST friend, but there is no real 'love' between us, only friendship, and I think both of us are just trying to deny that at this stage. To make it bluntly, I am NOT in love with Ness, not like I once thought." Paula finished.

(anonymous) didn't know how he could respond, but tried to comfort her anyways, daring enough to walk up and put a firm hand on her shoulder, "I'm... I'm sorry about this P..."

"NO. NO NO NO. That is NOT your fault." Paula interrupted him, "You're not the reason we aren't in love. You're only the reason I REALIZE we're not in love. You did nothing to our relationship, we did it to ourselves." she finished, tears beginning to trail down her face, but she kept the sobs to herself.

"Paula... I know... I know we didn't start off... on the right foot... and I'm sorry nonetheless for this. However... I... I'll be there for you as a friend if you want me to be." (anonymous) replied.

Paula sniffed, looking at him, "No... I don't want you to be here as a friend, I want you to be here as MORE than a friend."

"Wha.. what? Are you seriously saying...?"

"Yes, I know I'm acting like an abused wife, but being with you these last few minutes, and even last month... I can't help but want to be with you. Yes, with YOU!" Paula said, starting to cry, "I... I love you... I love you... from the bottom of my heart..."

"Then, you must understand I feel exactly the same for you." (anonymous) replied calmly, still comforting her as he massaged her shoulders.

"Yes... I do..." Paula sobbed.

"Paula, come here." (anonymous) replied. Paula looked over and saw him gesturing to the bed. Her eyes widened at this.

"You want us to..."

"Lie here together, and just be with one another for a while, maybe an hour. No sex, no foul play. I promise you." (anonymous) replied.

Paula looked at him, her eyes still clouded with tears, and pushed herself to her feet, and walked over to (anonymous), still only wearing her ribbon, her bra, and her panties. He wrapped his arm around her shoulders and pulled her close to him gently. The two positioned themselves in the bed, and spent the next 5 minutes just staring into each others' eyes. Soon, Paula found herself dozing off to sleep, and (anonymous) followed in her wake just a minute or so later...

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1 hour later, Paula opened her eyes and found herself looking into (anonymous)'s face, noticing he was still sleeping. Paula slowly pulled herself off the bed and looked around. Nothing had been touched or moved around. No one had tried to find them. She did not know an hour had passed yet, not until she reached down into her handbag and pulled out a black watch that basically said it was 4:50 in the afternoon.

Paula checked her clothes on the ground to find they had pretty much dried out, although some parts of her dress were still somewhat damp. However that didn't matter to her now, as she quickly and stealthily put all of her attire back on, until she was back to her normal appearance again. She noticed (anonymous) was still asleep though. She walked over silently, and positioned herself back in the bed beside him, however, she smiled to herself, having something on her mind.

Cupping his chin in one hand, and holding another arm around the back of his head, she slowly nudged (anonymous)'s head in and placed it up between both of her breasts, giving him a silent puff-puff. This kept up for about 15 to 20 seconds, until (anonymous) suddenly snored loudly and coughed, opening his eyes and waking up. He then noticed where his head was and pulled away quickly, and falling out of the bed in a comedic manner, thinking he had accidentally put his head there. However as he got to his feet, he noticed she was fully dressed again, and smiling at him.

"Enjoy?" Paula joked, "If you want, I can always resume it."

"N-no... I've had enough wake-up surprises for the moment." (anonymous) replied nervously, "So clothes finally dried out, huh?"

"Yeah, now I could technically go home if I wanted to..." Paula replied, seeing the slightly disappointed look on (anonymous)'s face, "But I won't, not yet. Let's do one more thing first. I'll let you decide, except that it must not be direct sex."

(anonymous) looked at her with a thoughtful expression. Outside of them getting on a full blown fucking, he didn't really have any idea what he wanted to do. After about an hour of rest or more, he felt reenergized enough to shoot another load in some way, but he was sure how to go about it, until his eyes darted up and down Paula's body. It was as if the most obvious idea in the world hit him at once.

"Alright, I think I got it. Let's finish up the same way we did last time, more or less." (anonymous) said.

Paula looked at him, realizing that had meant that he wanted her to just wait there, kneeling in front of him while he got off to her looks and body. She sighed to herself, and replied, "Well, if you want to cum all over me, that's fine enough by me, but lemme get in position the way I want to this time. Also, no touching, purely distance."

"Right, I don't care as long as we do it somehow." (anonymous) replied.

Paula walked over to about 12 to 15 inches away from him, and slowly got down on her knees, spreading her legs out a little, and reaching to grasp one of her extended shoes with her arms. (anonymous) whistled at this position, despite the lack of a panty shot this time. He realized just how vulnerable her position looked to him. Paula blushed at him, reading his thoughts and knowing that he was rather fond of her in this pose.

"I'll admit this to you, (anonymous). I like being submissive like this. I don't know why I am, but there's something so romantic about it to me. I also know you enjoy it, so I guess we're be doing this a lot more often if things work out." Paula replied, giving him a crack of a smile.

"I sure hope so Paula, I sure hope so." (anonymous) replied, as he pulled down his pants and his underwear, and pulling his once-again erected penis into the open. Grabbing it by the shaft in his hand, he pointed it at her neck-level and replied, "You ready?"

"Ready as I can be." she replied, as he already began to jack his hand up and down the length of his penis slowly enough at first.

Paula stared on in her submissive pose at him, a look of anticipation in her eyes as he continued to jack off himself at her. (anonymous) ogled her beautiful form from top to bottom, admiring her perfect curves, her pretty face, those alluring blue eyes, the cute ribbon in her hair, the pink dress... everything about Paula seemed like Heaven to (anonymous) as his pleasure began to heighten at an alarming rate. He thought further and further about how she confessed her love to him, her biggest fan, and his love to her, his biggest obsession.

(anonymous) moaned out loudly as he jacked off at her harder and harder, "Oh Paula!! My... my beautiful angel... my heaven... my goddess! Please... accept this offering! AAH!!"

Paula's eyes watered up as he heard (anonymous)'s beautiful words, "(anonymous)... oh (anonymous), I love you... my suitor... my lover... my... my... my biggest fan... I accept your offering, and I accept it completely!"

With one mighty moan of passion, a small stream of cum lanced out (anonymous)'s penis and splashed onto her hair, following by another stream of liquid semen splashing on another part of her hair, some even onto her forehead. More streams of cum, each stream getting longer and thicker, sprayed out onto the entirety of Paula's body. Her hair was covered in multiple patches of cum first, then several patches of it splashed onto her face, some of them stretching down and dripping onto her dress. Then it patched onto her collar, then her chest, and Paula held up one hand over her left breast with a moan. Then her waist and the lap of her dress were patched with splotches of (anonymous)'s cum, a large number of patches landing on or accumulating to the bottom edge of her dress. A few drops even landed on her socks and shoes and of course, her thighs, knees and even other parts of her legs were covered in globs and patches of semen.

Paula moaned several times in passion, feeling the warm sticky liquid hit her like being in a hot shower. She then opened her mouth wide, giving (anonymous) incentive to shoot cum into her mouth, to which he quickly obliged. Although his aim was not perfect, many of his final streams of cum splashed into her mouth, or on her lips and chin, where she would lick them up. He never once hit her in the eye or any other sensitive area, keeping him aim still well enough to avoid that. However soon (anonymous) felt his energy giving out, and the streams of cum became small droplets, starting to fall to the ground just in front of him.

Paula had felt a great sexual rush. She did not bother to deny that this time, that had felt like she was being cleansed by his semen instead of being dirtied by it like last time. Her outlook of (anonymous) had taken a near 180 since that time one month ago, and it showed.

(anonymous) felt a bit dizzy, and suddenly fell backwards, luckily caught by the makeshift bed in the room in time. In all this, his penis, still mostly erect was still in the open. Paula crawled over to him, and put her face up to it again, licking off and cleaning the cum left that was still slowly leaking out of it and down the erect penis. Not too long later, his climax had finally stopped fully, and Paula got to her feet, and looked at him.

"Wait here and recover, I'm gonna have to and clean this dress up AGAIN. Be back in a few minutes!" she said, as she got up and unlocked the door, leaving the room again.

(anonymous) let himself lay down completely on the bed and waited and rested for the next 15 minutes, until the door opened again and a somewhat soaked, but much cleaner-looking Paula reentered the room and shut it behind her, locking it again.

"You alright now?" she asked him with some concern.

"A lot better now. A whole hell of a lot better, thanks to you." (anonymous) replied.

"Your... welcome. I'm glad you feel that way. Wow, my opinion of you has changed a lot over one month." Paula replied.

"Paula, can I ask you a personal question?" (anonymous) asked.

"We've just shown there's little between us that's too personal anymore. Shoot." she replied.

"Did you ever think anything about me over that month, aside from contempt?" he asked back.

"Well, not too much. As I said last time, I did admire your guts for doing what you did, but I hadn't exactly come to terms with my own relationship woes then." Paula replied.

However she then had a thought come to her, "Alright, my turn to ask a tough question. When you chloroformed me last month and took me here, did you do anything else to me other than getting it on in my mouth or all over me, so to speak?"

(anonymous) shifted a bit nervously, "Y-yes... I will admit, when you were unconscious I did grope and fondle you in various places. I even kissed you in various places. I admit though also, there were many things I really wanted to see, but some of them I had the self-control to not look at, including one sacred enough place on your body. I didn't even look, much less touch you there without something covering it."

Paula was a bit surprised at his admission, but she gave a sad smile, "I can't hold it against you. Now that you told me this, I can definitely see that you could've done much worse to me. You could've raped me while I was totally unconscious and I'd probably have never known about it. I know most other people probably would have in your situation, but... but not you."

"Paula, can I explain more about my intentions that day? More or less, as I said, I was one among a group of fans of yours. One of my biggest... I guess downfalls is that I always liked to boast I was your biggest fan, but with no foundation for those claims. It got to the point that I guess it annoyed the rest of us enough that they triple-dog-dared me to kidnap you and do things to you to prove just how much of a "biggest fan" I really was, calling me nothing but a spineless coward. I admit, for a long time after the incident a month ago, I wish I had decided to be a coward, but now... now I think this turned out for the better..." (anonymous) explained.

Paula sighed to herself, "I guess your so-called friends aren't as friendly as you thought..."

"It's not really there fault though, they just dared me. I was the one who still went through with it... But the worse part was, when I went back to them after our encounter, I lied to them and said I failed to get anywhere. They revealed that had just been 'harmlessly joking with me' about the entire thing, figuring I'd never do it. I felt really really bad after that happened."

"Listen, if it makes you feel better, I never thought you were irredeemable, despite your actions. I knew there was more to you than you would admit a month ago, but in my anger I didn't want to admit it, and I guess it just suddenly burst forth today." Paula admitted, and then she looked at him with a quizzical expression, "By the way, where do you live anyways?"

"Threed. I don't actually live too far from you. I only chose the Fourside sewers because it was a private enough place for this kinda thing." (anonymous) replied.

"Good, if you live it Threed, it shouldn't be too hard to meet with you in a more normal environment. No offense, but I've never had a thing for sewers." Paula joked.

"I know what you mean. I'm surprised this part of the sewers were as clean as they were." (anonymous) replied.

In the next 20 minutes that passed, Paula and (anonymous) continued talking, and (anonymous) decided to go into detail with her about the events of her capture, explaining his plan and of all the details. Paula was a little surprised to know of all the work put into her kidnapping, but it was in the past. Things had turned out for the better and she knew it.

Soon, Paula's dress and the rest of her had dried off enough that she could actually leave, and she and (anonymous) decided that it was time to leave the sewers, once and for all. After gathering up all of the hidden cameras he had rigged up and his makeshift bed and placing them in his own bag, (anonymous) slung it over his should, and grasped Paula's hand in his own, and they smiled at each other as both of them finally left the clean, lonely room, leaving behind a hidden legacy only the two of them would hopefully ever know about...