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Too Much Thinking With Portals (Portal)
🕑 Added 2024-04-14 02:04:32 +0000 UTCThinking with portals becomes second nature when you spend most of your time in a seemingly endless series of tests involving your ability to think with, and utilize, advanced technology in order to solve puzzles. It's not that difficult a concept, but it does get increasingly more complex with each puzzle and eventually they even started adding different high tech gadgets, devices and even means of causing instantaneous death upon failure.
All things considered, however, some tests were... less creative than others, and some puzzles were less puzzle and more "simplistic game", and some tests were absolute mindscratchers that had our protagonist and test subject, Chell, nearly smashing her head against the wall trying to find out how anyone expected her to be able to solve them.
And after a full day of dealing with such brutally mind boggling tests, and finally finding some downtime, in a sealed room with only a few supplies, some bottles of water, snacks, and the cube for companionship, Chell was finally allowed to catch a break and just relax. Trusting GlaDos to truly be telling the truth when she said she could not get into the rest chamber was a crapshoot, but so far, the sadistic AI had never actually lied. Not told the complete truth, not been forthcoming and omitted details, but never actively said something that was untrue.
For now at least.
So Chell relaxed, drank a bottle of water and ate a little creamfilled cake, resting her arm and most of her weight on the Companion Cube's rigid and supportive body, drinking another swig of her water, she wondered how she could pass the time, what she could do in a tiny room, with just food, water, the cube, a portal gun... and herself.
She walked around the tiny room and measured it with her eyes and her legs, and after deciding that the dimensions were just about right, she fired a portal into a wall, then a portal into the opposite wall, linking them up properly and allowing her to use the portal for what she intended.
Next, she pulled down the zipper of her dark orange test jumpsuit, breathing a sigh of relief as it relaxed its tight hold on her, and then began to remove the top part of it, pulling her arms out one sleeve at a time and stretching to test out the range of motion she had now that the bulky and heavy, but admittedly warm and protective, jumpsuit was removed. She'd been wearing it so long that it was hard to think she could even take it off at all, and as she let it drop off her shoulders, hanging from her waist, she adjusted the tank top she wore under it. White and soft, a bit thin, but the small room was warm enough that she didn't mind being less covered. She pulled at it, pulled it from the neckline and looked down at the exercise bra she wore underneath, wrinkling her nose when a waft of body odor hit her, concentrated from being contained within her jumpsuit before.
Shaking her head and fanning herself lightly, she then pulled the zipper the rest of the way down until it disappeared between her legs, and began the arduous process of wiggling out of her suit's legs.
This was a more laborious process than anyone would've expected, the suit might look bulky and shapeless, but it actually was filled to the brim, it was just thick and padded in order to protect Chell's legs and knees as she had to crouch, roll and tumble for some of the tests Aperture wanted to perform on its subjects, and once she began to peel it off, it would've shocked anyone that was looking at the thick and meaty ass and thighs that were under it.
Nobody would've expected that Chell would've had that rear hidden beneath the thick and nearly shapeless outfit, it was easy to sometimes forget that she was a woman, and that she wasn't some young, barely-developed teenager. She sighed in relaxation and luxuriated in the feeling of relief when she finally pulled and wiggled and peeled her way free of the outfit down to her knees, where her shapely legs became thin enough that the legs could pull out with ease, and she could then lift and toss the heavy jumpsuit to the side.
She stood up, sweating a little more than she was before, wiping her forehead and standing in front of the portal tunnel she had made, right beside the cube that had been waiting for her in the room. She was left only in a pair of blue panties the same color as her muscle bra, a pair of wide and slightly thicker than usual panties that was meant to be used in exercise and physically demanding situations.
Chell put her hands on her hips and breathed deeply, unencumbered by the thick suit that was bunched up in a corner of the room, and looked at herself using the portals she had made as a sort of mirror to look at herself. She had to look it over carefully, cupping her chin and looking over herself carefully, inspecting herself for bruises and the like.
In the same cupboard that she had found the snacks and bottled water in, there was also cream for bruises and cuts, but as she inspected herself, she found that she wasn't in need of doing any first aid, which was great considering she had been shot at not too long ago, nothing on her arms or legs, and as her eyes tracked up her thighs and she tried to ignore any narcissistic feelings upon admiring her own thick thighs and fat ass, she paused in the admiration of her own ass to see that she did, in fact, have a few bruises that were discoloring her skin.
She sighed at the sight, nodding and grabbed the bruise cream and uncapped the bottle, squirting a thick dollop on her hand, and as she was doing that twisting motion to begin applying it to her ass, twisting her waist to reach behind herself, she realized that she wasn't using anything she had learned.
So instead, she decided that for once, she'd be thinking with portals in her own benefit, and so, putting the bottle on top of the companion cube right beside the portal, she rubbed her hands together and then leaned forward and bent almost in half, putting the upper half of her body into the portal, and coming out from the portal that was right behind her, putting her in the perfect position to reach for her own butt from behind, while being perfectly comfortable.
Her lips curled into a smile and she reached to put her own hands on her fat ass, and she felt both the sensation of grabbing a thick meaty ass and at the same time, having her own thick and meaty ass grabbed, and without further ado, she began rubbing the bruise cream all over the mostly firm but ever so slightly yielding buttcheeks, her fingers squeezing and her own cheeks feeling doughy, feeling her own fingers at the same time...
She stopped for a moment, thinking about what the hell she was doing, she was supposed to be applying cream to heal up from the bruises on her butt. On her big, fat, rounded, thick, meaty, heavy and...
Her breathing was becoming quicker, she squeezed her cheeks, feeling the intense sensation of both forms of pleasure at once. She really had a wonderful, great ass... and she was just... she was alone. With only the cube for company. And the cube, it wouldn't mind, it wouldn't care. It might even enjoy the show, right?
She closed her eyes and tried to make sense of her own thoughts.
Then she opened her eyes and saw that she was nearly face to ass with herself. Her thick, big ass, perfectly framed in those workout panties, which covered only a small part of her wonderfully thick and huge ass... she squeezed, and it nearly spilled from the gaps between her fingers... she squeezed, and felt the desire in her own hands, felt the burning contact from hands on her ass...
She squeezed, she separated, she buried her face in her own ass and sniffed deeply. The thick smell of her own body was almost intoxicating. Moments after taking the heavy suit off, she could still feel and luxuriate in the sensation of relaxation and freedom that came from taking it off, and now she could feel and even taste the glory of it as well.
Her tongue was out of her mouth in moments, and lacking any shame, she wasted no time in running it along the length of her cunt and asscrack, licking furiously at her cameltoe over the sweaty panties. The taste was slightly acidic, bitter and salty, a combination of the taste of her pussy and the taste of the fabric, as well as sweat and her fluids. She was mewling and moaning into her own ass as she felt her own tongue over her pussy through her panties, feeling both the tingling sensation of eating a good pussy all over her tongue and the almost ticklish light pleasure of indirect cunnilingus.
But it wasn't enough, she needed more. More stimulation, more pleasure.
She sighed in loss as she felt herself from both ends, losing the warmth on her face of being surrounded by fat ass meat and instantly missing the sensation of having her head up her own ass quite literally, but it didn't last long, she hooked her fingers on the waistband of her workout panties and pulled them down rapidly, though the crotch of said panties clung to her own crotch fiercely, almost glued in place by Chell's overflowing pussy juice.
The sticky fluid wasn't able to hold out too long though and the panties parted, strings of fluid connecting the cunt to the panties, like a lover's kiss, strings holding on briefly before they too broke and left Chell's cunt wide open and visible.
Gasping in delight at the sight of it, and feeling the freeing sensation even as she spread her legs a little more to give herself better access, Chell licked her lips, tasting the remains of the bitter and salty juices left on her lips. She felt and saw her own fingers on her own ass, moved up and clutched onto her own cheeks once more, spreading her ass, revealing her crack, looking at her own butthole as it winked at her, twitching, excited to be seen. She moaned, and almost thought that she could see a puff of steam coming out of her mouth and through her nostrils.
The heat was rising, the small room was warming up. She glanced to her left, saw the companion cube, with the big heart near the middle. It felt like she was being watched, like she was putting on a show, and her heart sped up, beating a million times per second at the thought of someone watching her do what she was about to do.
About to do something so deliciously dirty and filthy... Many a person had been told in their life to go fuck themselves.
But Chell?
Thanks to the portals, she was about to show everyone just how one could truly go fuck themselves. She spread her asscheeks again, this time bringing her thumbs lower to pull her cheeks apart and once again reveal her juicy, peachy pink lower lips. Licking her lips once more, she began to move down and in, her eyes growing wider as she felt the heat of her cheeks on her cheeks, both on both, her nose tickling her crack and bopping her butthole as she went lower, closing her eyes and in sheer dirty pleasure, her tongue coming out, and running along her drooling cunt before she pushed the rest of the way in and while sinking into her own fat ass, she kissed, lip to lip, with herself, mouth lips to cunt lips.
She began making out with her pussy in mere instants, and already her own taste invaded her mouth. She was not totally unfamiliar to it, it was not a taste foreign to her, but it was so much more intense than feeling it on her fingers, it was so much heavier and so much tastier, it overpowered her to taste it directly from the source, she sniffed and breathed in deeply, her tongue dipped between her cuntlips and began to lick at her pussy, the electifying sensation of her tongue touching each of her own sensitive spots.
She could feel her own folds and trace her own weak spots, it was hard to remain concentrated however because as she went inside her own breeding hole, as she made oral love to herself, it was hard to not tremble, it was hard to keep going, it was hard to concentrate, the pleasure was overwhelming, and she was enjoying sucking her own juices, filling her mouth with them, popping them into her mouth with her tongue, swallowing and kissing her own pussy once more.
She sniffed deeply, very little of the previous smell remained now, the overwhelming scent of her arousal was overpowering her, making her nose sting a little, her tongue was hard at work, almost on autopilot, the difficulty of keeping herself going was increasing with every moment as she licked, sucked and devoured her own cunt, her legs trembling as well, using herself to support herself, it was mind boggling, mind breaking even, it was unbelievably enjoyable and she could not even think anymore.
No, all she could think about, all she could comprehend and all she could understand was the incredible taste of her cunt, and the even more incredible sensation of an expert tongue that knew every single weak spot and could track them easily, that could read her like an open book, all over her pussy.
Who would've thought she was her own best lover?
Even as it could've been said to be masturbation, it was dozens to hundreds if not thousands and millions of times better than anything she could do to herself with her fingers, and in fact, while using one hand to keep herself stable, to keep herself up by putting her own weight on her ass and legs and thighs and hips, almost wrapping her arm around her own thighs, she reached with the other arm around her fat thigh and reaching with her fingers between her legs, almost reaching her mouth, blindly guiding herself through sensation to her cunt.
Two fingers reached the top of her pussy, fingers groping briefly and then she caught it, caught her clit with her two longest fingers.
And when she did, she pressed down against it as if it was a button, and at the same time, stuck her own tongue deep into her cunt, sucking the overflowing pussy juice.
She wasn't prepared.
She wasn't ready.
She could not ever have been ready for the sheer intensity of an ouroboros orgasm, and like a woman possessed, she sought more, her fingers now rapidly moving, flicking her wrist as well to rapidly rub her clit with her fingers at the same time as she swallowed sucked and felt the mighty bolts of pleasure that lanced into her brain, going through her body, through the portal, breaking physics, causality and reality, traveling across the portal and hitting her like a turret's bullet to the back of the head, her mind exploding, her legs losing all strength and becoming less than jelly.
Her entire body had gone weak for an instant, but it was enough, she could no longer support herself and she crashed all the way through the portal, her lower body following her upper body as she hit the ground and curled up as she continued to spew pussy juice, no longer quite able to keep drinking her own ejaculate, mewling and moaning, turning around, sticking her legs through the portal for a moment before coming back, kicking herself in the head in the process by accident which caused her to let out a small giggle.
She took a deep breath and grabbed the portal gun from on top of the companion cube, adjusting its position so that it was in the short hallway-like structure she had just eaten herself out on, the thinnest part of the rest room, and then she climbed on top of it, spread her legs and put another portal behind her again, giving herself room to lean forward, this time not going for her pussy, instead, rubbing her pussy on the cube as she spread her asshole and eating her own ass.
One hand fingered her pussy, the other held herself in place, and she continued grinding her cunt along the surface of the companion cube, casting all thoughts other than relaxing in this supposedly safe room until all her stress was gone.
