No More Fluff

Travis Touchdown was having the time of his life at the first annual Santa Destroy Anime Convention. His love for Pure White Lover Bizarre Jelly professed only by his pink jacket with the main characters on it. Not wanting to be considered friends with the costume players by onlookers or make a mess of his pants, he hastily made his way through the crowds to the bathroom. He found his refuge through a door defaced by a fan of The Stranglers, but he found no bladder relief inside. Instead, he found himself on a grassy knoll, standing in front of a simple pink creature who greeted him with a soft "poyo”.

Kirby looked up at the very tall man that appeared from nowhere, curious as to what he was and what he was doing as the tall man quickly ducked behind a tree. The puff ball gave chase and found Travis just as he was pulling his zipper back up, sighing in contentment. Only now did Travis begin to concern himself with his apparent leave of Santa Destroy, looking around himself and back at the simple little thing that followed him here. As curious as Kirby himself, the otaku picked up the pink puff to get a closer look at it. The pink thing wiggled this way and that in his hands, trying to get away in vain as Travis turned into a threat in his eyes. In a last ditch effort, Kirby began to inhale, taking Travis's jacket as the owner fell back in surprise. By the time Travis regained his composure, he found the pink puff ball had taken some radical changes in appearance.

Travis's jaw hung in surprise as he looked at a perfect replication of Strawberry's head staring back up at him. Aside from the lack of a body, it was just like in his Japanese anime, with the hair, eyes, and even hat all perfectly reproduced as if it were real. The fantasies Travis dreamed of now and again were playing themselves out in his mind once again, causing the assassin to sport the usual erection he got from the imagery. Unzipping his pants for a new purpose, he once again picked up the puff ball, holding it to his crotch as Kirby struggled in his arms again.

Kirby found the monster he was confronted with stranger and stranger as he was faced with some appendage it had. Kirby tried to use the powers he found himself with to fend off the long and hot organ he was presented, but found nothing useful in the new ability. He discarded it immediately and sucked in air once again, taking the odd organ into himself as he did so. Travis gasped in pleasure before realizing the puff ball had reverted to its original form, but he decided to finish what had started instead of fleeing.

Travis used his superior strength to push Kirby's mouth around his thick cock, relishing the feeling despite the absence of fan service. Kirby closed his eyes tightly as he trashed in Travis's grip, wanting to run back to the village as fast as his little legs could carry him. The thrill of battling this thing only made Travis get closer to climax faster than his hand could get him. He felt himself start to cum into the unwilling mouth, glad for both the sexual gratification and that the creature he raped had stopped fighting. He became concerned once again when he felt hair on top of Kirby's head, looking down only when the puff ball broke free with unexpected strength.

Travis's eyes widened in shock as he found Kirby had changed again, this time a representation of himself, complete with beam katana in hand and a set of teeth that ground against each other in seething anger. Travis pulled out his own katana just in time to defend himself as the new Kirby Touchdown began its attack. Travis learned quickly that this thing was capable of learning everything he had in an instant, as Kirby put up a difficult fight, matching the assassin blow for blow as their blades clashed. Travis also found that it also copied his personality to boot, as he watched Kirby's large and adrenalin-fueled erection bob up and down when he finally pushed the puff ball back a few feet. By the time the otaku picked up on Kirby's ability to enhance the skills he copied; he found his pants cut away in an instant, the puff ball ready to act on borrowed intentions as it sheathed its tiny beam katana.

Travis, losing his seemingly unlimited supply of confidence, began to run from the superior swordsman. He was greeted only by the dirt below him as Kirby tripped him with blinding speed. The assassin tried to scramble back to his feet, but was pinned down by unnatural strength as he felt something poke at his anus. It was Kirby, sadistic toothy grin plastered on his face, that was forcing his new cock into Travis’s bowels without concern or warning for the otaku. Travis looked over his shoulder in horror as the puff ball began to thrust in and out of his bleeding anus, screaming in pain as Kirby moved faster and faster in sexual desperation and frustration, gasping and moaning in a deep voice as he did.

Before Travis could realize through his shock, Kirby was done with him. It had been a few two minutes since Kirby had expelled wave after wave of cum into his red and inflamed intestines that Travis began to move again. He winced and hissed in pain as a horrible stinging sensation plagued his abdomen. Getting up and feeling filthy, Travis slowly made his way back to the door he had come from, just wanting to get back to the motel room and plan for revenge after a cold shower.