"A date?" She repeated in disbelief, wrinkling her nose. "Why would I want to go on a date with you? You're boring and annoying." Her tone was full of sarcasm as she took another step back, putting some distance between herself and the other person.

She crossed her arms again, glancing around the room as if looking for someone else more interesting to talk to or something better to do with her time. It was clear that the idea of going on a date with this person held little appeal for her.

"Great. So we're perfect for each other." Octavia said sarcastically, rolling her eyes again. "Well, I suppose it could be worse... but not by much. Fine, let's get this over with," she grumbled under her breath as she reluctantly agreed to go on the date with the person who had approached her.

Her posture remained casual and uninterested, but at least now she wouldn't have to deal with them any longer until the date actually happened.

With a scream that echoed through the stable, Octavia came harder than she ever had before. Her body convulsed and spasmed as wave after wave of pleasure washed over her, leaving her mind reeling and her senses numb. For what felt like an eternity, she lay there panting and spent, wondering if this feeling would ever end...

When Octavia finally regained enough composure to open her eyes, she found herself looking up into the face of her horse. The animal's expression was one of surprise and perhaps a hint of confusion; its massive cock still throbbed inside her, refusing to release its hold despite the fact that it had long since deposited its seed deep within her womb.

As the day wears on, they find themselves growing closer. Zel tells Octavia stories about his life before coming to Loo Loo Land while she shares her favorite songs with him. They even manage a few laughs here and there as they begin to forget about their troubles for a little while.

Late in the afternoon, Stolas returns home and finds them curled up together on the couch watching TV. He raises an eyebrow but says nothing, clearly choosing to ignore whatever's going on between them for now. The rest of the day passes pleasantly as they continue to get to know each other better.

He smiled watching her be like this he leaned down and began to kiss on her neck then moved lower to suck on her nipple then another, using his hand to rub her clit. "That's it" he moaned feeling how wet she was. "You like this don't you?"

She arched her back into his touch, a moan escaping from deep in her throat as pleasure coursed through her body. Her hips rocked against his hand, begging for more contact. "Yes,"

she gasped out between gasps of breath. "Please..." Her legs trembled with the effort to remain spread wide open as he continued to pleasure her. She let out a shuddering moan, digging her fingers into the table as waves of ecstasy washed over her. "Oh god..."

Her orgasm seemed to last an eternity, leaving her breathless and limp with satisfaction. As it finally faded away, she looked up at guitarcat with glazed eyes, still panting heavily. "Thank you,"

Her eyes widened slightly at his words before narrowing again as she let out a small laugh. "Well, aren't you just full of compliments," she said sarcastically, moving her body closer to his. "But why me?" She glanced away for a moment, pretending to be interested in something else on the dance floor. "I mean, there are plenty of other people here who would love to dance with you."

The music changed, and Octavia began to lead them into a different rhythm.

She glanced at him out of the corner of her eye as they danced, considering his words. "Well," she said slowly, "I suppose I've been told I make good company before... but that doesn't exactly answer my question." She turned to face him fully now, her body pressing against his in a way that was more intimate than it needed to be for dancing. "Why me?" she repeated, tilting her head slightly and looking up at him through her eyelashes.

As Rachel's body released its hold on the enema-filled contents of her bowels, a hot stream of shit flowed out of her ass and into Octavia's waiting hand. The demon didn't flinch as she felt the warmth spread over her palm, savoring the taste of Rachel's humiliation.

"There we go," Octavia murmured, stroking Rachel's back soothingly. "That was a good girl."

With Rachel now empty and thoroughly used, Octavia cleaned her up as best she could before helping her into a fresh diaper. She placed the soiled one in the trashcan and returned to her bed, climbing onto it with a contented sigh.

"There," she said after settling down, "That should hold you over for now." Rachel looked at her with wide, frightened eyes, tears streaming down her cheeks as Octavia smiled back at her innocently. "Don't worry,"