chapter 3

Petal planted both her feet firmly and hauled on his arms. With a pop like a cork coming out of a bottle, Ossy flew free. The two tumbled end over end to the ground.

Petal managed to get her wings working in time to lighten her landing on Ossy's belly. She only bounced a bit before sinking into his softness.

"Whew," said Ossy. "Thanks, Petal. I feared I would be stuck there for some time to come, without your ingenuity."

"How did you get into such a situation?" asked Petal.

"Ah," said Ossy, smacking his lips. "The nectar of that flower! Delicious! I may have spent a little too long imbibing in it, and ah, grown a bit."

Petal giggled and patted his plumpened love handle.

"You truly like this?" said Ossy, prompting her to nod. "Good. So do I."

She walked her fingers gently up the curve of his moob, grasped his nipple and pinched. Ossy gasped. He reached up to pull her legs down, so she was sitting astride his chest.

"I want to taste this nectar," he said, and pulled her slim hips forward so he could lick her sweet clitoris.

Now it was Petal's turn to gasp. Ossy proved as greedy in this area as he was with food. He licked, sucked, nuzzled, nibbled and nipped until Petal screamed in wonderful agony and collapsed.

"Oh Ossy," she said. "That was wonderful. Wait there." And quick as a wink, she darted into the purple flower and returned with two generous handfuls. Ossy opened his mouth as she dribbled the delicious drops into it. Petal buzzed back and forth industriously, until Ossy was as full as ever, and then she coaxed him to take a few bites more. He felt like a bubble about to pop.

Ossy was panting and groaning by the time Petal was satisfied. Her tiny hands massaged his massive gut before moving lower. It only took a few strokes before he spilled his nectar for her.

They cuddled for a while, lazily touching each other and smiling. Finally Petal stretched and rose. Ossy heaved his bulk off the ground too. Petal's smile fell, her face taking on a look of shock.