Continue Yvy Continue - Chapter 2

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Ruins

“Renner, fix the internet!” Yvy yelled, floating above a pile of cracked plastic controllers and empty packets of junk food. Her slim fingers pressed into the black casing of her current gadget, but she restrained herself from driving her dainty digits right through the circuitry. She hadn’t caught on that Renner had been intentionally leaving all of her previously broken ones out, as a subconscious reminder to her to be more careful.

Renner, who had been tidying up Yvy’s bedroom, sprinted down the hallway of the Capitol Building, which Yvy had dubbed her ‘palatialaitalap hall’. It was in complete disrepair, since they were the only two who lived in it after Yvy had killed the president on national TV and laid waste to various parts of the building in her terrifying conquest. Renner had finally finished dealing with the blood and grime after convincing Yvy, with much difficulty, to dispose of the bodies with her heat vision.

“Yes, princess!” he stood up straight and addressed her. He had admittedly gotten into pretty good shape due to her pratty demands and the... extended lovemaking endurance sessions.

“My internet keeps disconnecting! I am trying to play my fighting game but nobody can connect!” she whined. “And why is there so little food now when we go out!? I have even deigned to eat far less, just so you can stop whining about starving!”

“It’s the whole world system, Princess,” Renner explained. He had been hoping that she would finally listen to reason. And like a petulant child, she was now only listening because of the consequences of her actions.

How had his life come to this!?

“Ever since you... uh... conquered Earth, people have been scrambling. They don’t know when you will just show up to kill them.”

“I would not just kill people randomly!” Yvy protested.

“Umm... be that as it may,” Renner coughed, “It takes a lot of work to keep everything running. We humans need to grow food, to harvest and cook it, to package it, we need water, we need clothing, even the buildings we live in require work and maintenance...”

“Ugh! Renner, you’re boring me! That is what the servants are for! I had two with me on the spaceship. Before they tried to shoot me.” Yvy’s brow furrowed. “That is so weird. Why did they do that?” She slammed the heel of her palm into her temple. The loud thud made Renner flinch reflexively. “My head hurts just thinking about it. Renner, as my royal consort, you will take care of this!”

“Princess, I will try. But I may need you to do something. I will do some research and then humbly request that you assist me. At the very least, I believe we need to make a broadcast to the remaining people on Earth. They need to hear it from the ultimate authority: you.” Renner hoped his flattery was working.

“Yes, yes, take care of it. And since my video game is not working, I require relief.” Without ceremony or hesitation, Yvy straightened her long legs in midair and slid her shorts off, revealing her bare, smooth snatch.

Renner gulped. Even as the bulge in his pants betrayed him, he tried to redirect her sudden rush of libido. “Princess Yvy, what about Spong? On your spaceship?”

“After my relief!” she bellowed.

After that, Renner felt his arms being lifted and his shirt being taken off. Then he was tossed into the air, his pants unbuttoned and also summarily removed. He landed on the couch with a thud before the familiar, slippery, warm, vice-like grip of Yvy’s alien pussy crushed his cock and her pumping hips mercilessly ripped his first orgasm out of him in seconds—the first of many to come.