Taking one last glace to make sure that Cheery was really out like a light, Bloodberry confirmed that the Marionette was really asleep. Grinning devilishly down at Otaru, who had not been awaken when he was taken from Cheery, Bloodberry slinked off away from the others. It was hard to find a place to hide when you’re taller then most skyscrapers, but Bloodberry found somewhere she could be alone. When they first picked the outskirts of Japaness as their currant home, in the distance Bloodberry noticed a huge mountain in the east that shadowed most of the area. It was big enough that if she stood behind it, no one would notice her there. She was treading towards the hiding place, when Otaru woke up. The first thing he saw when he woke up was two huge jiggling masses right in front of him.
“Whaaa?” Otaru grumbled as she reeled back, nearly falling off Bloodberry’s hand. With glee Bloodberry lifted Otaru up from chest level and brought him to her enormous smiling face.
“Hello my little love baby,” Bloodberry cooed as she looked at the miniature figure sitting in shock on her broad palm.
“Jeez, I thought everything that happened was just some crazy dream from eating bad fish,” Otaru said rubbing the back his head in awkwardness.
“Well, that dream is about to turn into a wet one when I get done with you.” Bloodberry giggled playfully, putting a finger against Otaru’s chest and rubbing it playfully. If she couldn’t make love to him in the normal way, then she just have to bring on the passion with him as her sex toy. Her lust for Otaru was almost maddening enough for her to jump him in his sleep and force him to bang her until morning. She would never of done that, but her horniness was pushing her very close. She wanted to feel Otaru’s warmth against her artificial skin, even if his warmth was only a tiny speck. She wanted to have him inside her forever, she could be his new home, her womb his bedroom, her intestines his living room, her mouth his kitchen. If only he would agree, she would turn her body into Otaru’s new house and home for the rest of his life. Bloodberry’s eyes took on the twisted lustful glaze and Otaru started to worry, who knew the level of perversion Bloodberry had in mind for him.
“Bloodberry please take me back to Cherry?” Otaru asked desperately.
“No can do master, I need a lover and your it.” Bloodberry wasn’t trying to be cruel, she knew the only thing keeping Otaru from her wasn’t only Cherry, it was also that cursed, but cute shyness he had. However, tonight was the night she’d break him from his bashfulness and have her way with him. He’d thank her when it was over.
“Well in that case,” Otaru began, and then he ran to the side of Bloodberry palm and shouted out, “Cherry! Lime! Help!”
“Why you naughty little,” Bloodberry growled as she plunked him out of her palm and brought him to her big red eyes.
“I see that you need something to keep you busy until we reach the mountain. Luckily I know just the place to keep you…” Bloodberry paused then and finished in a seductive purr, “occupied.”