(Hey folks! Long time no see! I found this little gem laying around my old hard drive, and whilst chatting with JS, DX and OHH, we realized this story can’t be found anywhere on the net! That is a problem now remedied!

For those of you who can’t remember, this is a small vignette staring a few of my FAVORITE characters. It’s an oldie, but a goodie!)

“Don’t you dare let go! I’m not losing this time!” Nonah’s bubbly and innocent demeanor had melted away, replaced by her more competitive nature. It was all fun and games, but that didn’t mean she liked to lose!

“I’m sorry maybe you’d like to be the one on the bottom next time hmm? My god damn arm is sore!” Niall spoke, voice stained.

“Such a shame…you know sweetie I can make that pain go away if you like?” Naskia purred as her fingers pinched Nonah tightly by an ankle, her voice was low and soft but carried with it the most chilling undertone; it was enough to send a chill down Niall’s spine. It WAS just a game…but why did he always feel so nervous?

“Balls you can petal!” Niall groaned, his fingers were starting to slip from Nonah’s wrist, perspiration was moistening their skin making maintaining a grip harder.

“Don’t say I didn’t offer is all I’m saying.” Naskia cooed as she held her arm in a “J” above her, she had her head tilted back slightly, her brown cascading locks a mess behind her and down her back.

“You’re arm hurts just as much I bet!” Niall, through a strained voice was able to hide it well, he’d never admit JUST how much is arm did hurt! NEVER!

“Not nearly as much as you’re betting on sweetie.” Naskia laughed. She was confident; victory was only a matter of time.

“Shut up! Stop distracting him!” Nonah grumbled, slapping her other hand around Niall’s wrist for support, her fierce eyes narrowed. “I am getting that dress Naskia! You’re not winning this one! So forget about it!” Nonah winced as her calf began to itch, she flailed her free foot about trying to scratch at it, only to feel the soft pad of Naskia’s finger close around it and pin it to her other foot.

“Tut-tut-tut…can’t have you wiggling…wouldn’t want to drop you now Nonah!” Naskia teased.

“Not fair!” Nonah’s voice hinted of panic as she began to struggle, her leg itched…so bad…she had to itch it! “Nas come on that’s cheating I have to itch!” Nonah grumbled.

“Then use your hand hun.” Naskia spoke gently.

“NO!” Nonah screamed.

“Calm down Nonah…focus…put your mind off it…think of something else!” Niall interjected, his voice calm and authoritative. He didn’t want to lose this any more than she did. He loved Naskia dearly…but the consequences for losing was not something he would ever enjoy, no matter HOW much he trusted her.

“I can’t…its itchy…it’s so itcy!” Nonah whined.

“Tell me about the dress you want. What is it like!?” Niall looked into her eyes holding her focus. He didn’t give two figs about the dress but it would give Nonah something to focus on.

“It’s…yellow…and it has thin straps over the shoulders. It’s all light and slinky and loose. It’s all creased too and makes it look pretty and rustic.” Nonah began to hum as her arm started to ache more, closing her eyes tightly.

“NO…open your eyes…look at me…look at me!” Niall ordered, trying to keep his voice motivating.

Nonah complied.

Niall smiled a little. “There we go…we can do this…she’s getting sore too…her arm weighs more than both of us…you got this Nonah…you totally got this!” Niall grinned.

Naskia frowned, this was not going well…normally they bickered until one let go…they were starting to work together…that wouldn’t end well for her. Her lips scrunched into a pensive half smile as she pondered what to do next. As the thought came to her, her thick pouty lips curled into a winning smile.

Gently she puckered her lips together, and began to gently blow her sweet breath up at the two captives.

“Hey! That’s against the rules!” Niall interjected, her breath smelt like hot raspberry and sugar…he loved the smell of her breath…it was intoxicating!

“There are no rules my little snack!” Naskia’s voice dripped sticky sweet like warm honey.

“Naskia cut it out!” Nonah shouted. “Niall look at me…don’t focus on her! Remember what you said!”

Naskia continued her gentle but relentless assault on Niall’s senses, she didn’t have to say anything now, they would do the rest themselves.

“I’m trying!” Niall shot up defensively.

“No you are not! You’re letting your other head think for you! Think with your smart head!” Nonah grumbled.

“What is that supposed to mean!?” Niall looked at Nonah with a frown.

“It means ignore her flirting and FOCUS!” Nonah sighed.

Niall’s grip was slipping, but he was too focused on Nonah to notice.

“It’s kind of hard when all I can smell is mellow raspberry…” Niall’s voice cracked…her breath was so warm…so sweet.

“Niall!” Nonah shrieked, he wasn’t even trying to hold on anymore.

“Right….Sorry!” Niall snapped to, straining he reached up with his other arm around Nonah’s wrist and clung on harder.

“Damn!” Naskia cursed.

“That’s right! That’s right look at me Niall…focus on me!” Nonah tittered gleefully. “Don’t even think about her…don’t talk to her…don’t respond…just look at me!” Nonah calmed down slowly, she couldn’t waste energy…she had to conserve.

“Good idea…some genius must have taught you that one!” Niall grinned proudly.

Naskia scowled bitterly, she was NOT going to lose this…she had a PERFECT record with this and was not about to tarnish that now.

“Computer…” Naskia grinned. “Access gravity protocol.”

“Shit…Nas that’s cheating!” Niall screamed.

“Alter gravity ratio for Nonah and Niall…simulate Earth gravity!” Naskia beamed. “It’s not cheating…after all you are FROM Earth sweetie…shouldn’t you do it like the wild ones?”

“Clever girl….” Niall groaned, he felt as if he weighed a good hundred pounds more at the push of a button.

“Oh skata!” Nonah screamed, her arm suddenly felt like the weight on the other end picked up a few sacks of mosaberries!

“Nonah focus…focus Nonah we can still do this!” Niall’s voice was much more strained now as his fingers clasped harder around Nonah’s wrist. His muscles began to burn and scream as the full weight of his body was now on his arms. No more advantage, no more Mars like gravity to aid him. He weighed just as much now as he would have back home.

“Welcome to hard mode guys…congratulations on making it this far!” Naskia giggled. Her own gravity was still simulated for Archavia, in effect evening the score.

“You’re a wicked one Naskia Bass!” Niall groaned.

“You love it. And that’s DOCTOR Bass to you!” Naskia remarked simply.

“Niall stop talking to her!” Nonah shouted, on the verge of tears, she’d never held something this heavy before, her arms were burning.

“We trained for this Nonah…we can handle it!” Naill spoke slowly, through deep controlled breaths.

“I know…but it hurts!”

“What?! What do you mean?!” Naskia interjected.

“Did you think you could out smart me petal?” Naill spoke, a hint of vengeance in his voice.

“What!?” Naskia grumbled.

“We thought you might pull that card…so we’ve been doing our cardio under Earth gravity for the last few weeks!” Niall spoke, still very much strained.

“Stop talking and focus!” Nonah whined, a pained expression on her face.

“You little shit!” Naskia remarked, a hint of respect in her voice now. “You’re still going down Dr. Freeman!” Naskia said after a few moments.

“Not a chance!” Niall groaned.

“Stop talking to her Niall!” Nonah shouted. “I am NOT rubbing her feet! I want my dress!”

“It has to hurt…all that extra weight…your muscles burning.” Naskia spoke gently, with mock sympathy. “Just let go sweetie…I’ll make the burning stop…I’ll make it all better. You’ll see.” Naskia whispered gently.

“Niall! Think of her big, smelly, STINKY feet. Think of how long it would take to rub them all over!” Nonah tightened her grip, but she couldn’t let go of either of his wrists to re adjust her grip or he would fall from the added weight. She needed BOTH hands to hold onto him now.

“Hey!” Naskia scowled hurt. “My feet are not smelly!”

“Yes they damn well are you big oaf!” Nonah screamed back in pain.

“Fucking burns….” Niall groaned his resolved fading.

“I know Sweetie…I know.” Naskia’s voice grew even softer, like a predatory plant luring its prey in with the sweet aroma of pleasure. “I can make it better sweetie…I can make it all go away.” Naskia repeated, like a mantra, over and over, her voice lulling and calming like a siren of myth.

“Niall!” Nonah screaked.

“Think of everything I could do for you. A nice warm bath all wrapped up in my hand? A nice long nap in between my warm, soft boobies? Maybe I could even be Human sized for a bit? Go down on you? How long has it been since you had a blowjob sweetie? Mmmmm think of my lips wrapping around you, my tongue licking and lapping, me looking up into your eyes the whole time…”

Niall wanted to hang on, he wanted to win this. But it burned so much, his muscles ached like he had never felt, and her voice. He trusted her voice…her sweet, gentle voice. Naskia would never hurt him…she would never let ill come to him. He was in pain and she was going to make it all better. He knew this was a trick, and his sense of logic screamed at him as he allowed his fingers to slip from Nonah’s wrist, to her fingers…they were now only holding hand in hand.

“Niall! Niall Freeman! Don’t you listen to her! Niall I need you to hold on! I can’t do this alone Niall…NIALL!” Nonah screamed desperately, he was slipping…she couldn’t hold on anymore…it was hopeless.

“Come on sweetie…just give in…it’ll feel soooooo good. My Human sized lips around your dick…” Naskia’s voice rung with excitement. “I’ll show you things you’ve only dreamed of…I’ll make your whole body orgasm at once…I’ll take care of you…I always do.” Naskia whispered.

“I…can’t…” Niall groaned, the last ounce of his resolve failing as his fingers slipped from between Nonah’s.

“NAILL!” Nonah screamed. It was almost as if it was happening for real…for a moment she forgot this was all a game, terror overcame her as she watched Niall fall, silently from her grip towards Naskia’s waiting maw.

“Good boy.” Naskia spoke as Niall fell.

“Nooooo!” Nonah screamed in terror as she watched Niall land on Naskia’s wet slippery tongue.

Niall looked back to her for a moment, the same terror and panic in his eyes as she had in hers. It was a game, but it was very real to them as well.

“Please…don’t…” Nonah begged.

“Mmmmmmm” Naskia purred as she slowly closed her mouth, raising her free hand to her throat she lifted her tongue to the top of her mouth, slipping Niall back into her awaiting throat. This was just a hologram…from his end Niall would see nothing but the inside of his holosuite. She designed it that way. She would never do that to Niall…never make him even think she was going to actually eat him. But to her, she would feel him slowly slide down her throat, until he was gone.

And to Nonah…who had to watch it all…yet another time…it would very much be real. It and still one of the most terrifying things she ever had to watch.

Niall fell into darkness. His mind panicked as air rushed by him. He couldn’t see anything, no walls, no ground no nothing. There was a bright light and he landed with a distinct off. He shook off his daze and looked around him, drinking in the familiar sights, smells and sounds. He was sitting in a stool.

“What’ll be sir?” A man dressed in a shirt and waistcoat asked.

Niall grinned realising Naskia’s little trick of the holosuite. She never sent him to her stomach, usually their bedroom or just darkness, but this destination was definitely one of her better choices. “Clever girl Nas…clever girl.”

“I’ll have a pint of bitter please barkeep…”

“Coming right up sir!” The barman spoke as he started to work the manual pump, amber nectar filling a clear pint glass

“Delicious.” Naskia purred as she opened her eyes, looking up to Nonah with a hungry look in her eyes. “I could really use seconds.” She licked her lips slowly.

“No…Please…Nas you won ok…please…” Nonah quivered.

“Shhh, don’t be a spoil sport, Nonah.” Naskia slowly lowered Nonah to her waiting mouth, laying her gently on the surface of her tongue.

“Naskia! I don’t wanna play anymore…Naskia don’t eat me please!” Nonah cried out, she didn’t struggle…it was useless to struggle.

“Shhhhh.” Naskia gently responded as she closed her mouth, savouring the simulated feeling of the small blond in the confines of her mouth. She took a moment, a long moment to savour the taste, as she swallowed.

“Ohhh Emperor’s Mercy that feels good…” She moaned as her knees went weak at the feeling of the miniature women working her way down her oesophagus.

Nonah’s blonde hair flew over her head as she fell, screaming through darkness. She had no idea what was happening but she had already been scared out of her wits being eaten. Even a simulation involving getting eaten was scary. She landed with a thud and looked around.

“Nice of you to drop in.” Niall grinned holding a pint of beer. “Barkeep! A round for the lady.”

“What the hell Niall!? We had her!” Nonah snapped angrily, slamming an exhausted hand onto the bar.

“Doubt it…we’ll practice more. We’ll win one of these days.” Niall said before draining a large measure of his pint.

“We had her this time!” Nonah scowled.

Niall shook his head. “Sorry Nonah, maybe with me on top we could win. But I’m too big, you’re too little.”

“Oh yeah?” Nonah growled.

“Yeah Niall” said lifting his drink to his lips.

The drink never arrived. Nonah snatched the glass from his hands and threw its contents in Niall’s face, soaking his hair and shirt and leaving him quite shocked.

Nonah got up and stomped towards the door. “And I am NOT rubbing her feet! You fell! You lost! You can do it!”