Personifications (Original) (Patreon)

Themes: Personification Sex, Public Sex, Exhibitionism, Fucked Silly

Word Count: 3,347

Summary: An AU of our modern world where Gijinkas, personifications of every day things, run amok. Only, our main character, Virgil, really has no experience with them, having never truly hopped on the Gijinka bandwagon. This just makes him all the more interesting to them, in the end.

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“Hey there, you’re a cutie, aren’t ya?”

Blinking, Virgil turns in his seat at the bar to take in the owner of the female voice in his ear. He’s a couple drinks in already, but not nearly sloshed quite yet. His eyebrows raise as he takes in the sight before him. The girl is certainly one of the more eccentric ones, what with her blue hair and what Virgil imagines is either contacts or some other sort of method to get her eyes that green. No one had natural bright green eyes like this girl did.

Ah, but no one had much of anything natural these days. The world was moving faster all the time, from what Virgil could tell. He sometimes felt like he was getting left behind in the dust, but other times, he quite enjoyed the advancements to society, and the changes to culture that came along with them. Case in point, this girl might have been weird-looking, especially with what she was wearing… but she was also cute, and Virgil couldn’t deny he found her attractive, quirks and all.

Giving her a lopsided grin, he decides to just go for broke right then and there. Tipping his class towards her, the young man lifts an eyebrow.

“Can I buy you a drink?”

The girl’s mouth widens even further, and she bobs her head up and down as she hops into the chair beside him.

“Thought you’d never ask!”

The bartender comes over at a wave from Virgil, and he listens as the eccentric girl orders her drink. Well, less listens and more stares. He doesn’t pay attention to the girl’s drink order, too focused instead on her strange outfit. Once one got past the blue hair and the abnormally green eyes, one inevitably got caught on the dress, gloves, and boots. The girl was an almost sickly pale white in skin tone, but she showed off her arms and her legs with pride, wearing a sleeveless short dress in blue and white that barely came down to her thighs.

On top of that, she was wearing gloves with actual cuff-links, and a pair of mismatched white and blue boots without socks. That was rather weird, altogether… though the strangest bit was definitely the green buttons and baubles in her dress, gloves, and boots. It was the same green as her eyes. The girl was most definitely color-coordinated, almost to a fault.

Belatedly, Virgil realizes that he’s staring. Mostly because he realizes she’s caught him staring. Coughing, the young man clears his throat and takes a sip from his drink as he tries to affect an air of nonchalance. Gotta play it cool… hell, how often was it that a girl approached HIM?! He wasn’t gonna just let this opportunity pass him by like so many before him.

“So… uh… what’s your name?”

Shit, why did he have to sound so lame? And why had he waited so long to ask that? Sure, it was only the second thing he’d asked her, which combined with the first being ‘can I buy you a drink’ was pretty good, but he’d stared at her for like a minute before that! So stupid! Eventually, Virgil realizes the girl isn’t answering. Fearing the worst, he glances back over at her curiously. Only, instead of looking annoyed or irritated or angry with him, the girl is just staring blankly.

Virgil starts to get concerned, frowning as he rubs the back of his head with his free hand.

“You okay? You DO have a name, right?”

What if she didn’t? Man, he couldn’t help but put his foot in his mouth, could he? No! No, that was stupid! Ugh, of course she had a name, he wasn’t the weird one here, she was!”

“… You really don’t know who I am?”

When the girl finally answers him, she sounds honestly confused. Looking at her again, Virgil blinks and gives her another once over. The only thing that stands out to him this time is the blue choker around her pale neck, and the small, lowercase ‘f’ on the collar of her sleeveless dress. He gives it a moment’s thought, before deciding inwardly that it’s not worth accepting the blame this time. He would DEFINITELY remember this girl if they’d met before.

“Nope. Should I?”

Best to be cool and suave. Yeah, he could totally pull that off. The girl blinks again at his response, and then suddenly laughs. Virgil goes red for a moment, before he realizes in a moment of clarity that the laughter isn’t really mean, or cruel… its actually a happy laugh. Like she’s honestly glad he doesn’t know who she is. Huh, where had that thought come from? Cocking his head to the side, the young man waits for the girl to calm down. When she does, she has a nice, honest smile on her face as she offers up one of her gloved hands.

“Sorry, sorry. Not laughing at you, it’s just… this is so rare. I almost never get to introduce myself. Facebook-chan, at your service.”

Virgil shakes her hand pretty much automatically, before blinking as she realizes what she’s just said.

“Wait, you’re a Gijinka?”

Facebook-chan smiles a little wider and nods openly. Virgil just stares, processing this for a moment.

“Huh.”

He’d never really been obsessed with the Gijinkas like everyone else. The ‘Gijinka Craze’ as they’d called it hadn’t really been a craze or a fad or anything like that. It might still end up being a generational thing, but only time would tell there. When the Gijinkas didn’t fade into the background, hell, when they practically refused to do so, the world kept on paying attention, awed and amazed that personifications of every day things that were supposed to be inanimate and soulless, now walked among them.

Facebook-chan was one of the more famous ones, from what Virgil knew. He only knew it through second-hand information of course, but he did know it. And now she was sitting next to him. Hell, he’d bought her a drink. A slightly goofy grin spreads across his face as he sips from his drink. In response, Facebook-chan smiles back and sips from hers, before explaining a bit more.

“Yeah… it’s like this. I don’t know who you are. And I know who most people are… because I’m me, you know? So I couldn’t help but want to get to know you better!”

Virgil finds himself nodding along in agreement.

“Makes sense, I don’t have a Facebook account…”

“Right! You know how rare it is to find someone without one of those these days?! And if they have an account, I know them inside and out! I know their likes, their dislikes, their life stories! Seriously, people can NOT stop sharing their everything with me! It can get to be a bit much, ya know? Not that I don’t love who I am and what I do… but still, I just want to get away from it sometimes. That’s where you come in!”

Letting out a chuckle, Virgil shrugs his shoulders self-deprecatingly.

“Well, happy to help.”

Facebook-chan grins at his casual tone, but before she can say anything else, a random guy walks up, looking rather starry eyed, as if he can scarcely believe his luck.

“H-Holy shit! Facebook-chan?! THE Facebook-chan?! Oh my god, oh my god! I can’t believe its you, please, you have to sign something for me!”

Virgil lifts a brow, even as he watches Facebook-chan hunch in on herself for a moment. Then, the girl suddenly explodes outward, outright growling as she reaches out and grabs the guy by his collar.

“Hey! Asshole! Can’t you see I’m WITH someone here?!”

Deciding that letting her handle this is the absolute height of modern gentlamanism or something, Virgil sits back and sips at his drink, even as the guy Facebook-chan is holding slowly looks over at him. 

“Yo.”

Sputtering at the casual greeting, the guy looks back to the Gijinka and whines.

“H-Him?! B-But he’s nobody Facebook-chan! I use you every single day! I know your i-interface inside and out! If you want to d-date, I’m your guy!”

The air in the bar becomes more and more frigid the more this guy talks. Virgil is sure he’s not the only one who notices it, but the guy himself seems completely unaware of the hole he’s digging. Right up until the point where Facebook-chan slaps him across the face.

“Shut up! Do you want to get banned for harassment?! Because I will HAPPILY ban you for harassment! Get out of my face!”

The guy squeaks at the threat, while Virgil snorts into his drink in amusement. A moment later, the interruption is over and they’re alone at the bar again. Though by now, they’ve attracted some attention, and some people have phones out and pointed in their direction. Mostly in the Gijinka’s direction though. When Virgil finally looks at Facebook-chan, he can see her fear plainly written across her pale face, filling her unnaturally bright green eyes. She’s afraid he’s going to leave, afraid that he can’t handle the attention.

Heh, just because he never bothered with a Facebook account doesn’t mean he’s some sort of scaredy cat. Reaching over, Virgil places a hand atop one of Facebook-chan’s gloves.

“Don’t worry darling. I ain’t goin’ anywhere.”

The blush that immediately covers her otherwise pale face makes every last bit of this worthwhile. Virgil’s grin widens, though it drops from his face completely when she suddenly leans in and delivers a hell of an idea.

“Hey… let’s give everyone something to really look at. You bend me over my barstool and fuck me right here, right now. I’ll make you the studliest stud that ever did stud. We’ll be viral in ten minutes, and the evening news in half an hour.”

Virgil’s grin drops, but as he considers her words, he finds himself not actually that adverse to the idea. Gijinka fell under special laws given their circumstances, and anyone interacting with them did as well. That didn’t mean he could just outright rape a Gijinka and get away with it, but if one offered public sex like this… well, there was nothing the police could do about it, that was for sure.

And now he was getting a little uncomfortable in the pants region. Facebook-chan notices this of course, and grins raunchily as she hops off her bar stool and faces the room.

“Alright you fuckers! You want a show! We’ll give you a show!”

Virgil hops down as well, even as the pale girl flips up the back of her short dress and bends over the bar stool. Her shapely ass is just as white as the rest of her, and as gasps of shock fill the room, Virgil unbuckles, unbuttons, and unzips his pants, pulling both them and his boxers down to release his thick, hardening cock from its confines. His dick pops out and smacks against Facebook-chan’s upturned ass, and the Gijinka gasps in delight as she looks back in wide-eyed surprised at just how big he is.

He’s not about to let her back out now though. Before he can hear a word about how he’s ‘too big to fit’ or any of the other shit he’s heard from normal human girls before, Virgil moves in and guides his cock right to her entrance. A second later, he’s thrusting forward and Facebook-chan is moaning loudly for the entire bar to hear as he starts to fuck her right then and there in front of everyone.

Holy shit is she good. He actually had been slightly worried about his size due to HER size, but it seems like a Gijinka is different from a normal girl. There’s certainly something impossible about the way her insides seem both tight and loose at the same time, and Virgil groans in pleasure, tilting his head back as he squeezes Facebook-chan’s round buttocks with both hands, while his cock outright disappears into her body, which honestly should have been too small for him.

What he can’t see and doesn’t really realize he’s feeling, is the bulge that’s pushing out of Facebook-chan’s stomach with every thrust forward. Everyone else in the bar can see it though, and the Gijinka herself is DEFINITELY feeling it as well. Her pale face is bright red and flustered at this point, even as she moans louder and louder, eventually turning towards cries of pleasure to express her utter satisfaction with the extremely public pounding that Virgil is giving her.

His cock rams forward into her again and again, and Facebook-chan tries to play it up the entire time… the only problem is, she finds herself distracted in playing it up by the actual, honest pleasure she wasn’t expecting to experience right then and there. Virgil pounds the Gijinka into a screaming orgasm, and when she reaches that point, Facebook-chan happily takes it up a notch, giving a double peace sign to the crowd of onlookers as she ahegaos right then and there.

Her inner walls prove too much for Virgil, and he groans as he nuts inside of the famous personification of a social media website right in front of a dozen cameras. His seed pumps into Facebook-chan and everyone who’s recording the exchange captures the exact moment that the Gijinka realizes she’s honestly being inseminated by a young man before the eyes and the lenses of a whole bunch of people.

As the pair come down from their mutual orgasmic highs and realize the situation they’ve put themselves in, they each decide that discretion has become the better part of valor then and there. Virgil pulls out of Facebook-chan and tucks his dick away, and the duo makes their escape, hand in hand.

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It takes them a bit to escape the crowd that ends up chasing after them, but escape they do… eventually. Luckily, this is Virgil’s neighborhood, and he knows his way around the place. Once they ditch their tails, he leads the Gijinka back to his place, letting them into his apartment without a single ounce of trepidation. Shit, after you’ve fucked a girl in front of dozens of witnesses, you don’t really mind showing them your place.

As soon as he’s locked the door, Virgil moves to turn and find something to say to Facebook-chan. Luckily for him, since he has absolutely no idea what to say, the Gijinka cuts him off, pushing him up against the inside of his apartment door as she kisses him deeply, standing on her tip toes, her arms wrapped around his neck.

Virgil smiles, even as he kisses Facebook-chan back, and his hands settle down on her hips for a time. Eventually, he walks them both over to the couch, where the pair end up flopping down and cuddling for what feels like an eternity. Virgil’s hands wander over Facebook-chan’s body, and the Gijinka is quite responsive to his touches, moaning into his mouth and licking at his lips as they kiss and cuddle.

Eventually though, Facebook-chan reaches for the TV remote and turns it on. The pair separate just a bit, enough that they’re able to look at the news report showing their faces, even as they continue to cuddle and mold to one another’s bodies. Funnily enough, everyone was apparently too focused on Facebook-chan. Virgil watches on, amused with an eyebrow raised, as every bit of footage they watch of their own recent sexual encounter… basically fails to include him.

Oh sure, he’s still there fucking Facebook-chan from behind as she bends over the bar stool making all sorts of funny noises and lewd faces, but everything above about the middle of his chest isn’t in any of the recordings that are currently being aired on the studio. They certainly aren’t trying to hide his identity or anything, especially since the news report specifically mentions their frustration in trying to discern who he is.

Ultimately, the anchor comes to the same conclusion that Virgil himself has already come to.

“It seems that the majority of onlookers were too focused on the Gijinka in question, to find out exactly what sort of man had managed to garner her interest in such a way.”

Heh, yep. Seemed like it. Virgil grins at the fact that he’s practically gotten off with his dirty deed scot-free. Meanwhile, Facebook-chan whimpers as each new still and video of her being fucked and ahegao’d is shown on the TV screen.

“R-Right… so I might have gotten a little carried away with everything, hehe…”

Virgil snorts at that.

“A little?”

Blushing, the pale Gijinka reaches over and punches him, though it’s a light playful punch at best.

“H-Hey! You helped! Don’t bully me, or I’ll have to p-punish you for harassment!”

Virgil lifts a single eyebrow at that, and unwilling to resist such a temptation, he leans in to Facebook-chan, a slightly wicked smile on his face as he holds her close.

“Ah, but you forget yourself… I don’t have a Facebook account, do I?”

Blinking, Facebook-chan seems confused.

“N-No?”

His smile turns into a grin as he runs his hands down her body.

“Then I’m outside your jurisdiction, Facebook-chan. Maybe instead, I should be punishing you for being such a naughty, naughty girl, hmmm?”

His fingers dip down beneath her dress, and slide into her cum-filled cunt without issue as the blue-haired girl moans in his arms.

“M-Maybe…”

They make eye contact, and Virgil can see exactly what the Gijinka wants, just from looking into those bright green eyes of hers. Needless to say, its hours later before they go to bed.

-x-X-x-

The next morning, after a quick breakfast, Virgil sees Facebook-chan to the door. The Gijinka blushes as he reaches out and pats her ass lightly on the way there, and she smiles at him as she turns to look him in the eye.

“Mm, I’m going to have to lay low for a while until this whole scandal blows over… luckily, none of it blew back onto you, heh… anyways, I’d love to meet up with you again some time, once the heat’s died down!”

Virgil just smiles and nods his agreement.

“I’d like that too, Facebook-chan. You’re a more interesting girl then I ever gave you credit for.”

The Gijinka blushes again, but when he leans in for a kiss, she eagerly returns it. It’s another minute before they finally part, and then she’s out his door and in his hallway. Letting out a low sigh, Facebook-chan glances back at the closed door to Virgil’s apartment. Then, she grins wickedly as she pulls out her phone, immediately posting onto a private Facebook group about just how great her encounter with the young man was.

This specific Facebook group has only one type of being in it. Gijinkas. Every other Gijinka, the entire world over, in one group… moderated by her! Of course, Facebook-chan was already known to be a little slutty. She’d do anything for a friend… ANYTHING. So, beyond some playful ribbing, the other Gijinkas don’t make much mention of her current public sex scandal.

Instead, they focus on the guy, and just how amazing Facebook-chan says he is. If someone could impress HER, he might just be worth their while. Especially when she mentions the stuff beyond how great his dick is. The thought that there’s a guy who won’t treat them like exhibits in a zoo draws the interest of many a personification. In the end, they decide a test is in order. In the end, they decide to send out their unofficial mascot to find out just what kind of man Virgil truly is.

Earth-chan happily agrees to be the group guinea pig of course, excited and eager to meet the human being that might not just pound her into the dirt like so many before him. Though, the thought that he might have a big enough dick to satisfy her, after just how much she’d been drilled by assholes, did intrigue her as well…