Font

"Welcome to The Library!"

He was in a huge room. There were millions of panels lining the walls, glistening with pictures of rooms lined with books and media. In front of him, there was a curved desk and counter with a woman behind them. He wondered what her name was at the same time that he wondered about his. He couldn't remember.

"You cannot remember your name. You want to know mine. Both are easy to answer." The woman smiled. "I am The Librarian, but you may call me Libra. You are The Fountain Pen." She smiled kindly. "You were born just now in this room, although you already know how to speak and write in Meta. You have not been completed yet."

The Fountain Pen walked absently up to the counter and The Librarian handed him a book with a moving picture on the front page. It depicted the room he was inside. Smiling, she turned the pages to a blank one, titled 'The Fountain Pen'. "You are a pen." She explained, "So you can write your own character with your finger." She nodded. "Enjoy."

[I]The Fountain Pen
(Likes to be called Fount.)[I]

The Librarian looked at the page, and then back at him. "There's nothing there." She stated inquisitively. "I know." Fount grinned and leaned on the counter. "I don't need to write to know who I am." This caused Libra to raise an eyebrow. "Oh?" At this, Fount nodded. "Prove it." She placed her hands on her hips.

He took the book back and smiled mischeviously, flipping through it at inhuman speed. They both did, in fact, look like humans, but happened to be something else entirely. He settled on a page and his index finger flew across it, rewriting the miniscule print. "Wait, wait... What? Don't do that! Don't... Ah..." She fell onto the desk after moaning softly, her personality and appearence being edited. When she awoke moments later, Fount grinned. "I made a personality for myself."

She looked him over and sighed. "Okay, you win. I can feel your changes and there is definitely a recurring theme." She looked down at her body. Her tits were big and her ass was tight, and Fount was smiling at her long, untamed brown hair. "I wrote in a keyword to set you off. That moan when you passed out gave me ideas." He leaned on the counter and smiled. "Floccinaucinihilipilification".

~

Holy shit. This guy had written in an incredibly complex feeling. Her body went numb in a flash just as Fount finished speaking, but just as quickly was rushed with warmth. The numbness must have been to clear any other feelings out, because the warmth was only accompanied by a luscious scent that filled her body with a tingling feeling. Then, her entire body was filled with pleasure as she looked Fount over and was turned on just by his sight.

The man, who appeared to be incredibly sexier than before, walked liesurely around the counter and placed his hand on her neck, sliding it upwards to feel her skin. His hand caused spots to fly in front of her eyes as proverbial fireworks ignited in her mind, causing her knees to buckle.

He caught her then, pulling her up against him and writing across the air with his finger, materializing her and his clothing away. She put both her hands in front of her, leaning against his warm body gasping for air. She ha been holding her breath. As he smiled, she melted into his arms, rubbing her newly huge breasts across his torso before being caught and lifted against the desk. She sighed and brought her head forward with some effort, placing her face incredibly close to his.

"Oh God I love it..." She sighed, wavering between moving towards and away from him. "You're so brilliant I love your personality." She inhaled sharply as he grabbed the back of her head and squeezed, sending a new wave of spots across her vision. "I can't stand this..." After murmuring this, she held her mouth open in expectation, edging her face towards his. 

In a flash, he had met her at the mouth, intertwining their tongues in an embrace of passion. She could barely respond to the overwhelming emotions that flooded into her as he somehow expertly moved his tongue against hers, tightening their embrace. As this happened, she felt a large hard object press up against her cunt. He felt it too, and she escaped his grasp just long enough to murmur "Fuck me!"

He reached down and guided his dick into her pussy as she moaned into his mouth. The shaft was huge, but felt even bigger because of the ecstasy that caused her body to quiver silently. She let her head hang back for several moments as she cried out in pleasure, savoring the rhythmic upward and downward movements of the sex. His cock radiated feeling, causing her to feel like she was at her limit as she tightened her cunt around the item.

"Oh Font..." She couldn't even say his name properly with all of the feeling rushing through her body. The regular sensual movements began to speed up at this as Fount decided to give her a rougher experience. At this she let out a muffled yelp into his mouth that had once again engaged in hers, and lost all control of her body. She simply fell and rose in conjunction with his movements, in a contented trance. "I'm gonna..." She stammered as he thrusted his cock faster and faster into her pussy.

Finally, her vision blurred completely as vivid colors flashed inside of it, and a drop of saliva edged out of the corner of her mouth while she leaned backwards, arching her back and squeezing tighter around his dick. Now she really was reaching her limit, and let out one final scream before her entire body spasmed in climax. 

The feeling was indescribable in words, but she didn't want to. It was perfect in every sense of the word, causing her to ignore everything besides the beauteous feeling of ecstasy flooding her body. It lasted for longer than she expected, and after a several seconds she felt a warm, violent deposit inside of her. He leaned over her, placing his hand on either side of her curved body and gazing into her eyes as he thrusted again and again into her orgasming hole, creating an amazing creampie she wanted to feel forever more. Unfortunately, this could not be, as the pure perfection of the feeling caused her to fall back and pass out from pleasure.

"Font, huh?"

"Wha... what the hell!"

Font was scribbling in the book, and finished with a grin. He seemed to ignore the waking up of Libra.

The Fountain Pen
(Likes to be called Font)

"What the hell!" Libra repeated, the effects of the keyword apparently worn off. "Oh don't worry," Font replied, "I removed the modifications to your page." Thus caused Libra to nod. "Thank you. Now why the hell did you do that?" She placed her hands on her hips just like she had done before, the desk now again in between her and him. "Your feistyness was turning me on. Also, I needed to take you down a peg."

Libra shook her head in exasperation and turned in a full circle to survey the room. "Do you know what my purpose is?" She asked. "To introduce new staff to the Library and explain how everything works. I read your page." He said bluntly, leaning on the counter. "Precisely. And what did you do?" She instigated a laugh. "Introduced my staff to the library and explained how it worked." She narrowed her eyes. "Do you want me to explain or are you just going to make ridiculous puns?" He shrugged, "Sure, explain. I'm out of puns for the time being."

"This library contains every piece of fiction and nonfiction on Earth written in Meta. It is in a detatched reality from the universe in question, and every section is a seperate reality. By touching the picture on the first page of a book, screen of media, or an alternative beginning, you can warp into the reality it creates. For example, small portable versions of this book are presented to each member of the..." She paused and glared at him, "...staff. This is so that they can return to the Library."

"You're good at your job." Font mused, and gestured to his page, "I suppose writing my name in that created me."

 "Yes. This method of reality creation was invented in the reality of a video game franchise titled 'Myst'. The beginning was a paradox because the Myst reality was created in the creation of the Library, which was created in the creation of the Myst reality."

"Right." Font interrupted agitatedly, "So basically I can write my own worlds and edit created worlds that I can transport to." His statement presented a short pause before Libra nodded. "Okay." He wrote quickly in the air, transporting himself to a special room containing manga, leaving Libra alone rolling her eyes. 

"Gotta stay true to my personality..." He closed his eyes and snapped, picking a book at random from the collection. The cover didn't interest him, but he figured it wasn't good to judge a book by its cover. That seemed like a good rule of thumb to him. After opening the book, his eyebrows shot up in surprise.

On the front page the picture contained a woman that he truly loved at first sight. A scarf was wrapped around her neck, and she was wearing incredibly short shorts with a red and black top. Well, it was more of a lack of top. She had red hair and the body of perfection, causing Font to get excited before he even entered the universe. However, first he wrote in a scene detatched from the story so that he could do as he pleased.

~

Huh. Font looked down at himself, admiring his manga-styled body. It was a good likeness of him, if lacking detail. Looking up, he could see her standing in front of him. They were in a cabin, and he grinned mischeviously at her since she was in her normal revealing clothes. He, alternatively, was wearing black leather pants and a matching unbuttoned jacket.

"Hey, who're-" She stepped back defensively. "Font." He stated simply, and was met with a pleased look of realization. "This writing makes it a bit too easy..." He muttered to himself. "You're Yoko, right?" He added, raising his voice to normal with a smile. "Nice to meet you." She nodded and smiled, walking up to him and pushing him against the wall. As she leaned against him, he could feel her luscious tits pressing against his torso. "Why'd you come here?" She raised an eyebrow. "Well..." He scratched his head innocently, "It must be awful to be the only stunning person-" She interrupted him by suddenly and violently kissed him on the lips. 

As her slender hands moved upwards to tighten the embrace, he pushed her away. "Isn't the bed more comfortable?" At this, she nodded and smiled evilly, pulling him to the bed and pushing him down onto it. She quickly followed, falling gracefully onto him and pressing her body against his, causing him to be aware of every curve as he grabbed her tight, barely covered ass. 

With this new handhold he started rubbing her clit against his leg, causing her to moan, relaxing onto him as she succumbed to the pleasure. As she enjoyed this thoroghly, he removed her belt and slid her top deftly off, tossing both of them to the side. In response, she leapt nimbly of of his leg and bit her lower lip in another smile, unbuttoning and removing his pants. 

She grabbed his sizeable cock with one hand and pumped up and down several times before wrapping her lusciously soft lips around it, embracing his meat in her mouth. He laid his head back and grinned as she moved her mouth up and down on his shaft, stopping briefly only to lick upwards slowly and shoot a glance at him that could mean only one thing. After a short while she paired both of her hands along with her mouth and tightened her grip.

"Wait..." He let out a nervous laugh and attempted to sit up, but failed miserably, "S-slow it down a-" He was suddenly cut off as she responded by speeding up, thrusting his dick deeper and deeper into her mouth until she reached her limit, almost gagging. He gripped her head and tried to slow her down, but instead aided her speed and eventually let out a gasp as she finally reached the end. Violently, cum shot into her mouth, filling it quickly and causing her to pull out, letting the last of it land all over her face. She swallowed and licked her lips, eyeing her victim mischeviously.

As he fell back, relaxing from the sensation, she slid her pants off and pressed yet again against his body, enveloping his cock in her tits. He chuckled and propped himself up momentarily, sliding himself further onto the bed and bringing her with him. She quickly got him hard again by moving her huge round breasts up and down his shaft. He pulled her further up towards him so that they were face to face and grinned. "No more of that, thanks."

Nodding, she pressed his dick against her cunt, quickly enveloping it and gasping as she felt it fill fill her completely. Pushing up from his chest, she sat erect on top of him, starting to move her supple hips back and forth. He enjoyed this while it lasted, but soon began to thrust upwards into her, changing the direction of her assault and instigating her to move up and down along his shaft. This caused her enormous tits to bounce freely, and he quickly siezed them within his grasp and began to play with them, rubbing them together and squeezing them. She moaned at this, tightening her pussy around his dick in excitement.

Seeing that she enjoyed it, Font sat up, pushing his face against her tits and sucking them violently. She began to moan louder and tighten more, clutching at his back and throwing her head up. Her eyes tightened as she let out a scream, followed by "Fuck, harder!"

Immediately following this she began to convulse violently, pushing forwards and backwards again but in quick jerks. She then came all over his dick, releasing her juices all in a flurry of pleasure. After it subsided, she quickly got off and wrapped her tits around his cock, thrusting them up and down and squeezing them together. It wasn't long before he ejaculated in her face yet again, this time causing some cum to drip down onto her breasts. Sitting up, she stared him in the eyes as she took some of the cum on her finger and slid it into her mouth, sucking on it before laughing softly.

"Like what you see?"