Kitten lay awake all night, his heart racing with excitement. In his dreams, he and Pastel Goddess were finally sharing a passionate embrace. He could feel her soft curves against him, and her breath was warm on his skin. But when he tried to touch her where he truly desired, his hands wouldn't move. He was trapped in a cage - a chastity cage that Pastel Goddess had put him in ages ago.
When Kitten woke up, the anticipation continued to build. Today was the day she had promised him - the day he would finally lose his virginity. His hands trembled as he undid the lock and carefully removed the cage. For the first time in years, he was finally going to feel the warmth of a woman's body around him.
He rushed to her room, knocking lightly before pushing open the door. Pastel Goddess laid on her bed, smirking at him from under her pastel-colored eyeshadow. She patted the spot next to her, and he couldn't resist crawling over to be close to her.
"Hi, Kitten," she purred, running her fingers through his hair. He couldn't believe this was finally happening. He closed his eyes, praying that she would undress and let him take her right here, right now.
"I told you," she said, and he opened his eyes to see her teasingly running a finger along her ass crack. "I'm going to let you fuck me."
His heart soared, but his mind began to race with doubts. Was she serious? She wouldn't tease him like this, would she?
"You won't be using that little dick of yours, though," she continued, seemingly reading his mind. "I have a surprise for you."
Without warning, she turned over and pulled out a dildo from underneath her pillow. It was huge - much bigger than any of his fantasies. He felt a mix of shock and disappointment as he realized he wouldn't be having real sex with Pastel Goddess after all.
"You'll just have to make do with this, Kitten," she said, waving the dildo in front of him. "Consider it practice for when you actually find a real woman who wants your pathetic dick."
He felt hot tears well up in his eyes. This wasn't what he wanted at all. But as he looked into Pastel Goddess' cold, emotionless eyes, he knew there was no point in arguing. This was as close to sex as he was ever going to get.
Pastel Goddess instructed him to begin by fucking her from behind while she was on her hands and knees. It was a position that made every nerve in his body ache with desire, and he couldn't believe he was finally going to experience this with her.
As he thrust into her with the dildo, he couldn't help but think about the fact that it wasn't his dick touching her. It didn't matter, though - she was still moaning and begging for more. After a few minutes, he felt an intense pressure building up inside him, and before he knew it, he was coming with the dildo deep inside Pastel Goddess.
She seemed pleased with his performance as she rolled over onto her back and invited him to try a second position. This time, he was on top of her, his weight pressing down on her chest as he penetrated her with the dildo. He could feel her heavy breasts smothering him as he moved in and out of her.
The final position was the most intimate of them all. She straddled him and lowered herself onto his face, letting him feel the full weight of her body as she rode the dildo. As she moved up and down, he couldn't help but notice how her clit rubbed against his lips. It felt so wrong - yet so right - at the same time.
The entire experience was surreal. He could hardly believe that this was happening to him. But as he lay there panting and sweating next to Pastel Goddess, he realized that this was as close to sex as he was ever going to get. And maybe, just maybe, one day he would find someone who would want him the way he wanted her.
As she rolled off the bed, pastel-colored farts filling the room, he knew that this thought was probably just a dream. But for now, he would take what he could get.
