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", "writing": "[b][u][center]The Aftermath of Alter Egos\nFor Togswitch\nby Draconicon[/center][/u][/b]\n\n\n\n\n\n\n[i]Ugh...well, that was interesting...[/i]\n\nDamian rolled...herself...towards the edge of the bed, still rather conscious of the lack of things between her legs. Though...was it really a lack of things? Perhaps it was more that there were different things down there now...\n\nThe panther looked down between her legs, shaking her head a few times at the way that there was...nothing there. No cock, no balls, no sign of all that masculinity that she had used in the past. Not that there was [i]absolutely[/i] nothing there, but...well, looking down there and only seeing the very edge of her clitoral hood wasn't the same.\n\nShe looked over her shoulder at her bedmates. Jen was still sleeping soundly, the collie's tail curled forward and around Danielle's slender hips. The pair of them were probably still recovering from everything that they'd put each other through, as well as what they'd put her through, as well.\n\nStifling a chuckle, Damian got up from th bed and walked to the other side of the room, taking her time to avoid slipping and falling. Her legs were still more than a little sticky from her own juices, after all, and she was still a bit woozy from the vibrator wand, the strap-on, the anal beads, the bondage, the magic, and...\n\n[i]Heh...I'm surprised I'm the first one up, at this rate,[/i] she thought as she reached the door and stepped into the hallway.\n\nAfter making her way to the kitchen and getting herself some water, Damian felt a bit more herself, though the pronoun was still strange to use. Herself. She shook her head again, taking another long drink of water before looking down at herself again.\n\n[i]They really did a number on me...[/i]\n\nHer body was so different from the male one that she'd started the morning with. Instead of the lean muscles that she'd spent so much time building, she had willowy arms and legs with just enough curve to the thigh to make her sway. Instead of a...well, fairly average torso, she had a pair of breasts that were as bountiful - if not more so - than the ladies back in bed. And compared to the ass she'd had less than a day ago, well...\n\nShe reached back, rubbing at her rump a few times before shaking her head. Not even really sore, despite all the stuff she'd been put through.\n\nAll things considered, she'd come through the whole experience better off than she'd expected. Getting turned into a girl and then thrown into a threesome with her girlfriend and her best friend - witches both - was not [i]quite[/i] the standard way that things went...but compared to being turned into a doberman one time when Jen wanted to try out a knotted cock, it wasn't that different. At least she was still the same species, this time.\n\nDowning another drink of water, Damian couldn't help but reach up to her new breasts. That was, perhaps, one of the biggest things to get used to. While they weren't that heavy in and of themselves, the constant weight that they presented definitely left her feeling it after a while. Doggy style had gotten uncomfortable with them dangling down all the time, and feeling them pressed tight to her chest with a bra sometime through the night hadn't been much better.\n\nThat said...\n\nDamian bit back a soft moan as she stroked her fingers across one of her nipples, sighing softly to herself at the warm tingle that it sent through her chest. It was surprisingly sensitive, though not quite as sensitive as her dick had been. Much more sensitive than her chest had been in the past, though.\n\nAfter taking a look back down the hall, just to make sure that her friends were still fast asleep, she reached down and started examining her breasts properly.\n\nThey were quite a handful. Each one was big enough to fill her hand and then some, and using both of her hands barely allowed a proper grope, let alone any chance of covering them. Dark fur covered them completely, but she could still make out the slight pink-red that were her nipples sticking out from under them. She blushed as she saw the little marks still left on them from the clamps and biting over the course of the night. No wonder they still felt a little bit tender.\n\nAs she lifted and lowered them, she groaned at the feeling of their weight bouncing on her chest, feeling the tug from her front to her back, and when she pressed her palms against her nipples -\n\n\"Nnngh!\"\n\nShe shivered at the extreme sensitivity, but it was so hard to stop. She pressed her hands to them tighter, grinding the rapidly-erecting nubs against her palms. They stung, almost, but at the same time they sent such lovely, pleasurable tingles down her back towards her...her pussy...\n\nGrinding her legs together as she sat on the kitchen stool, she kept groping and squeezing at her chest, feeling each and every little depression on her breasts, each and every little way that they changed shape to fit her squeezes. The feeling of the soft, furred flesh slipping between her fingers, the way that they compressed against her chest only to spring out again, was just...fascinating. She'd always enjoyed playing with them as a male, but playing with them this way was something else entirely.\n\nHowever, she knew that she needed more. She wasn't quite ready to head back to the bedroom yet, not when she might wake up her friends and start the orgy all over again, but...\n\nDamian pulled at her breasts, lifting them experimentally. She'd seen enough porn to know that not all women could do this, but she was curious enough to try. Pushing from beneath, she nudged her breast towards her mouth, the nipple getting closer and closer to her lips.\n\nIt took some work, both pushing up and leaning forward, but she managed it. Her lips closed around the sensitive little bump, and she immediately moaned as she nibbled at it. Her teeth scraped along the flesh, and she felt her thighs dampen all the more with her need as she started teasing herself. The strange feeling of biting and sucking on her own nipple brought such strange feelings, but they were...good.\n\nShe pursed her lips and sucked, and the sudden rush of pleasure almost knocked her off the chair. It did knock her breast right out of her mouth as she slumped forward, her breasts squished half-flat as she leaned against a counter, panting softly. Her tail twitched behind her at the extreme...extreme heat that came from that sort of sensation, and she had to take a minute to recover before she could pull herself back up.\n\n[i]That...that's new...Do all girls - probably not...I don't think Jen ever acted like that when I sucked on her breasts.[/i] Then again, maybe she was just used to it. She'd only been female for a few hours, while Jen had been getting stimulation like that since she figured out what masturbation was, probably.\n\nSlowly, she pulled herself back up, blushing as she realized that she was standing in something of a puddle. Her toes and soles were as soaked as her thighs were; had she squirted when she did that? She didn't think so, but...\n\nWell, maybe she was just a very wet lady.\n\nStill blushing, Damian pulled herself together. She knew that she needed a little bit more, and there was only one other place that she could explore that was all [i]that[/i] different to her old body. And for that...well, she would need something from the toy chest.\n\nThe panther walked down the hall again, blushing every time she felt a little slickness underfoot. She must have been more excited than she'd thought. Still, she managed to keep from making any noise, and with both Jen and Danielle still fast asleep, she was able to sneak into the bedroom with no trouble. Damian walked over to the far side of the room and bent down, squatting so that she could keep from spreading her scent any further.\n\nThe toy chest was a fairly big thing, rivaling some of the wooden treasure chests from pirate movies. She flicked open the two catches on the front, and lifted the lid.\n\n[i]She's got way too many of these for such a shy girl,[/i] Damian thought as she shook her head. She saw dildos, vibrators, wands, chains, beads, eggs, and all sorts of things that someone could stuff up a hole. There were strap-ons and harnesses for them, and even some...some things that she honestly wasn't sure were regular sex toys.\n\nIgnoring the more exotic things, she picked out a medium-sized vibrator. It was only about seven inches in length, but she was pretty sure that would be plenty for exploring her pussy, and it wouldn't leave her too sore for later, considering how much she was already leaking. If she needed more...well, then the orgy was still an option for later.\n\nShe snuck back out of the room and walked down the hall towards the living room. She made sure all the curtains were pulled, then walked over to the couch and got settled on it.\n\n[i]Now...let's...get comfortable...[/i] she thought with a blush, spreading her legs further than she normally would. This was about how most ladies seemed to show off when they were masturbating, as far as she had seen before; it was hard to get comfortable, though, so she ended up just leaning back on the arm-rest and spreading her legs as much as she cold.\n\nAs she did, she could feel her nether lips spreading open, parting as her legs did, and the soft squelching sound of her juices flowing and her flesh rubbing against itself only made her blush more.\n\n[i]I guess...I need this more than I thought.[/i] She knew that ladies could be as horny as guys, but she hadn't thought that it was quite this pervasive. Maybe there was something to the whole bonfire vs a bottle rocket comparison, after all...\n\nShe picked up the dildo again, looking it over. It was a decent enough length, though it was more modeled after a humanoid shaft than some of the more anatomically correct ones she'd seen. That was fine with her; she wanted a baseline, rather than something [i]too[/i] exotic.\n\nStill blushing from the fact that she was holding a toy like this, Damian lowered it down between her legs. The shaft rested between her thighs for a moment before she brought it further up, resting the head against her sex. Even after the strap-on fun the day before, she was amazed at how tight she looked compared to how big the head was. It looked like it could split her open without even trying...yet at the same time, she knew that she had taken bigger things before.\n\nRubbing the toy against her pussy felt surprisingly good, and she let out a few quiet moans as she just dragged the toy against her again and again, her folds parting slowly as she put a little more pressure on it from the base. Her toes curled every time that the head of the dildo pressed against her clit, still nowhere near used to the strength of sensation from that.\n\nShe pulled it up to the base, grinding the underside of the dildo against her pussy lips, watching as the head slid up over her crotch and up towards her waist. Looking at it this way, it didn't feel so big; it wasn't like the monster cocks in porn, and it wasn't nearly like some of the things that Jen had threatened her with in the past.\n\nThat said, it was the first thing that she was putting inside her without someone else's help...\n\nShivering, she brought the head back down between her pussy lips. It was so wet by now - both the toy and her - that it barely took any pressure for the dildo to slide past her nether lips. Damian gasped, her eyes rolling back at the sudden spreading sensation, at the stretch that always seemed to come from being penetrated like this. Her legs tried to cross, and only one hand on her left leg kept it in place. The other came in tight, bumping the dildo and -\n\n\"Mmmph!\"\n\nShe had to bite her lips to keep from making more noise at that feeling, her body shaking as the dildo was jammed in faster than she planned. If it had been any thicker, the lack of real lube would have made it painful. As it was, it just felt...\n\nAmazing.\n\nDamian let it sit there for a few minutes, halfway in and halfway out, just getting used to the feeling of being spread so wide. Her clit bumped the top of the toy, grinding against it as she rocked her hips up and down the stupid thing, and each little nudge sent another little shock of pleasure through her. The panther moaned, biting her lip again and again, the points of her teeth digging in further and further as the pleasure started to mount higher and higher.\n\nIt didn't take long before it wasn't enough. Panting for breath, Damian pushed the dildo out of her with a squeeze of her inner muscles. The sudden lack of anything in her, the lack of sensation, the emptiness, was enough to keep her motivated as she set the dildo up on the couch cushion. It took a little creative wedging to keep it from sliding around, but it soon was pointed straight up.\n\nShe knelt over it, panting as she slid her hips back and forth, just a few scant centimeters from impaling herself on it completely. She lowered herself down, felt the slick head bump her clit. A little adjustment, sliding herself forward so that she didn't grind it into oblivion, and -\n\n\"AH!\"\n\nUnable to hold back the sudden yelp of pleasure as she slid down, Damian forced herself to take the whole thing up to the hilt. It was...so big, bigger than it looked for sure. Her pussy wasn't used to it yet, and she shivered as she felt it brushing against something further inside, something she'd forgotten about in her hurry to get it in.\n\n[i]Take it a bit slower...just a little...you'll get what you need...[/i]\n\nThat thought went right out the window as she slid back up and dropped herself down on the dildo again...and again...each time a little faster than the last. Despite the mild discomfort of the toy hitting the entrance of her womb every time, Damian's pleasure was rising too fast to care about how it would feel later. She needed this thing pounding her, fucking her right now, and there was no way that she was going to hold back now that she knew how good it felt.\n\nSoon, she was bouncing up and down at full speed, imagining how Jen would be looking up at her if the pair of them were doing this instead of just her and the toy. She shivered at the mental image, seeing the collie's lustful gaze, the needy, teasing smirk that she'd be wearing the whole time...\n\n[i]God, this is...amazing...[/i]\n\nThe panther's toes curled as she came down hard, grinding her sex against the fake cock. She leaned forward on the couch, her hips moving almost without her thinking about it as she kept filling herself again and again. The sounds of squelching juices filled her ears, and it only made her move faster, faster, taking it deeper and deeper.\n\nShe was vaguely aware that the couch was starting to squeak and groan beneath her, but Damian couldn't bring herself to stop. The panther's tail flicked up high and over her back, her breasts bouncing and the weight reminding her of how different that was. Every move she made reminded her of how feminine she had become, how much she enjoyed the feeling of being filled, of being like...this...\n\nAs the pleasure mounted, she knew that she was going to cum. And soon. There was no way that she would be able to keep that quiet, and she looked around, desperate for something to muffle the sound. Where -\n\nThere. A cushion would do, even if it wasn't a big one. Damian leaned forward to grab it -\n\n\"MMMMMPH!\"\n\nAnd as soon as she changed angles, her orgasm hit. She couldn't get back up, it felt too good, so she fell forward. Her ass went up in the air as she smothered her scream of pleasure in the small throw pillow, her teeth sinking into the cloth as she whimpered and moaned, shivering as her entire body felt like it was seizing up in a full-on pleasure spasm.\n\nShe kept squirming for almost half a minute before it calmed down, and she blushed as she felt the toy slowly sliding out of her. The soft plop of it landing on the couch cushions only added to the feeling of humiliation as she felt how hard she'd been fucking herself on it, her pussy feeling wide open after that...\n\n[i]I guess...maybe I got a little too into that,[/i] she thought, not quite daring to move yet. Her pussy was drenched, and she could feel her juices running down her thighs. Too much to avoid staining the couch, for sure. [i]At least I was able to keep that quiet. No need to worry about -[/i]\n\n\"My, my, what do we have here?\"\n\nDamian's eyes went wide, her body freezing as she heard Jen's voice. Behind her, worst of all.\n\n\"Look at this, Danielle. It looks like my boyfriend decided that she needed to have a little more fun this morning.\"\n\n\"W-without us? I...I'm surprised...\"\n\n\"I'm not. He's always been an eager one...and it looks like she's no different, hehehe.\"\n\nDamian couldn't even get up in time. Even as she tried to pull her head out of her pillow, a soft finger pressed between her legs. As it rubbed right around her clit in tight, firm circles, she went right back down, whimpering and shuddering as her legs spread all on their own.\n\n\"Heh, isn't that right, Damian? Always so curious about things, always wanting to push the boundaries. You just had to try it out, didn't you?\"\n\n\"Mmmph...you weren't....any better, the time you turned male...\"\n\n\"Oh, I know. But that doesn't mean that this isn't funny.\"\n\n[i]Not that funny to me,[/i] she thought, even as she moaned from a second finger slowly pushing in. It wasn't hard to take, and she could feel her thighs shaking, everything trembling as it threatened to give out from the new pleasure so soon after the old one.\n\n\"What...what do you...\"\n\n\"Oh, don't worry. We're just getting you warmed up for the next round. We've got plenty of toys left to try, don't we, Danielle?\"\n\n\"Oh...oh yes. So many...and much bigger ones, too.\"\n\n\"Heh, think we have one of those double-ended ones in there?\"\n\n\"I think we might have a triple one.\"\n\n\"Really? I've never seen one of those. Are they any good?\"\n\n\"I...um, I haven't tried it out yet...but with all three of us here...\"\n\n\"Sounds like a good idea to me.\"\n\nWithout a chance to give her own opinion, Damian could only moan as a third finger spread her wide open, her pussy drooling all over the couch. She'd owe Danielle an apology for this later, she already knew, but there wasn't much she could do about it. She was already getting so -\n\n\"I think that's enough before the toy.\"\n\nAnd the fingers were pulled out just when she was right on the verge of cumming. Damian shuddered as she collapsed to the ground, panting as her eyes rolled back in her head. Two pairs of arms helped her off of the couch, and she was pulled towards the hallway, and then towards the bedroom.\n\n\"Don't you worry, Damian. You're going to love this. Scissoring is fun enough, but I bet all three of us getting off is going to be the best. And knowing Danielle, it's going to be a much thicker toy than the one that you were just using.\"\n\n[i]Oh god....[/i]\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n[b][u][center]The End[/center][/u][/b]", "writing_bbcode_parsed": "
The Aftermath of Alter Egos
For Togswitch
by Draconicon







Ugh...well, that was interesting...

Damian rolled...herself...towards the edge of the bed, still rather conscious of the lack of things between her legs. Though...was it really a lack of things? Perhaps it was more that there were different things down there now...

The panther looked down between her legs, shaking her head a few times at the way that there was...nothing there. No cock, no balls, no sign of all that masculinity that she had used in the past. Not that there was absolutely nothing there, but...well, looking down there and only seeing the very edge of her clitoral hood wasn't the same.

She looked over her shoulder at her bedmates. Jen was still sleeping soundly, the collie's tail curled forward and around Danielle's slender hips. The pair of them were probably still recovering from everything that they'd put each other through, as well as what they'd put her through, as well.

Stifling a chuckle, Damian got up from th bed and walked to the other side of the room, taking her time to avoid slipping and falling. Her legs were still more than a little sticky from her own juices, after all, and she was still a bit woozy from the vibrator wand, the strap-on, the anal beads, the bondage, the magic, and...

Heh...I'm surprised I'm the first one up, at this rate, she thought as she reached the door and stepped into the hallway.

After making her way to the kitchen and getting herself some water, Damian felt a bit more herself, though the pronoun was still strange to use. Herself. She shook her head again, taking another long drink of water before looking down at herself again.

They really did a number on me...

Her body was so different from the male one that she'd started the morning with. Instead of the lean muscles that she'd spent so much time building, she had willowy arms and legs with just enough curve to the thigh to make her sway. Instead of a...well, fairly average torso, she had a pair of breasts that were as bountiful - if not more so - than the ladies back in bed. And compared to the ass she'd had less than a day ago, well...

She reached back, rubbing at her rump a few times before shaking her head. Not even really sore, despite all the stuff she'd been put through.

All things considered, she'd come through the whole experience better off than she'd expected. Getting turned into a girl and then thrown into a threesome with her girlfriend and her best friend - witches both - was not quite the standard way that things went...but compared to being turned into a doberman one time when Jen wanted to try out a knotted cock, it wasn't that different. At least she was still the same species, this time.

Downing another drink of water, Damian couldn't help but reach up to her new breasts. That was, perhaps, one of the biggest things to get used to. While they weren't that heavy in and of themselves, the constant weight that they presented definitely left her feeling it after a while. Doggy style had gotten uncomfortable with them dangling down all the time, and feeling them pressed tight to her chest with a bra sometime through the night hadn't been much better.

That said...

Damian bit back a soft moan as she stroked her fingers across one of her nipples, sighing softly to herself at the warm tingle that it sent through her chest. It was surprisingly sensitive, though not quite as sensitive as her dick had been. Much more sensitive than her chest had been in the past, though.

After taking a look back down the hall, just to make sure that her friends were still fast asleep, she reached down and started examining her breasts properly.

They were quite a handful. Each one was big enough to fill her hand and then some, and using both of her hands barely allowed a proper grope, let alone any chance of covering them. Dark fur covered them completely, but she could still make out the slight pink-red that were her nipples sticking out from under them. She blushed as she saw the little marks still left on them from the clamps and biting over the course of the night. No wonder they still felt a little bit tender.

As she lifted and lowered them, she groaned at the feeling of their weight bouncing on her chest, feeling the tug from her front to her back, and when she pressed her palms against her nipples -

"Nnngh!"

She shivered at the extreme sensitivity, but it was so hard to stop. She pressed her hands to them tighter, grinding the rapidly-erecting nubs against her palms. They stung, almost, but at the same time they sent such lovely, pleasurable tingles down her back towards her...her pussy...

Grinding her legs together as she sat on the kitchen stool, she kept groping and squeezing at her chest, feeling each and every little depression on her breasts, each and every little way that they changed shape to fit her squeezes. The feeling of the soft, furred flesh slipping between her fingers, the way that they compressed against her chest only to spring out again, was just...fascinating. She'd always enjoyed playing with them as a male, but playing with them this way was something else entirely.

However, she knew that she needed more. She wasn't quite ready to head back to the bedroom yet, not when she might wake up her friends and start the orgy all over again, but...

Damian pulled at her breasts, lifting them experimentally. She'd seen enough porn to know that not all women could do this, but she was curious enough to try. Pushing from beneath, she nudged her breast towards her mouth, the nipple getting closer and closer to her lips.

It took some work, both pushing up and leaning forward, but she managed it. Her lips closed around the sensitive little bump, and she immediately moaned as she nibbled at it. Her teeth scraped along the flesh, and she felt her thighs dampen all the more with her need as she started teasing herself. The strange feeling of biting and sucking on her own nipple brought such strange feelings, but they were...good.

She pursed her lips and sucked, and the sudden rush of pleasure almost knocked her off the chair. It did knock her breast right out of her mouth as she slumped forward, her breasts squished half-flat as she leaned against a counter, panting softly. Her tail twitched behind her at the extreme...extreme heat that came from that sort of sensation, and she had to take a minute to recover before she could pull herself back up.

That...that's new...Do all girls - probably not...I don't think Jen ever acted like that when I sucked on her breasts. Then again, maybe she was just used to it. She'd only been female for a few hours, while Jen had been getting stimulation like that since she figured out what masturbation was, probably.

Slowly, she pulled herself back up, blushing as she realized that she was standing in something of a puddle. Her toes and soles were as soaked as her thighs were; had she squirted when she did that? She didn't think so, but...

Well, maybe she was just a very wet lady.

Still blushing, Damian pulled herself together. She knew that she needed a little bit more, and there was only one other place that she could explore that was all that different to her old body. And for that...well, she would need something from the toy chest.

The panther walked down the hall again, blushing every time she felt a little slickness underfoot. She must have been more excited than she'd thought. Still, she managed to keep from making any noise, and with both Jen and Danielle still fast asleep, she was able to sneak into the bedroom with no trouble. Damian walked over to the far side of the room and bent down, squatting so that she could keep from spreading her scent any further.

The toy chest was a fairly big thing, rivaling some of the wooden treasure chests from pirate movies. She flicked open the two catches on the front, and lifted the lid.

She's got way too many of these for such a shy girl, Damian thought as she shook her head. She saw dildos, vibrators, wands, chains, beads, eggs, and all sorts of things that someone could stuff up a hole. There were strap-ons and harnesses for them, and even some...some things that she honestly wasn't sure were regular sex toys.

Ignoring the more exotic things, she picked out a medium-sized vibrator. It was only about seven inches in length, but she was pretty sure that would be plenty for exploring her pussy, and it wouldn't leave her too sore for later, considering how much she was already leaking. If she needed more...well, then the orgy was still an option for later.

She snuck back out of the room and walked down the hall towards the living room. She made sure all the curtains were pulled, then walked over to the couch and got settled on it.

Now...let's...get comfortable... she thought with a blush, spreading her legs further than she normally would. This was about how most ladies seemed to show off when they were masturbating, as far as she had seen before; it was hard to get comfortable, though, so she ended up just leaning back on the arm-rest and spreading her legs as much as she cold.

As she did, she could feel her nether lips spreading open, parting as her legs did, and the soft squelching sound of her juices flowing and her flesh rubbing against itself only made her blush more.

I guess...I need this more than I thought. She knew that ladies could be as horny as guys, but she hadn't thought that it was quite this pervasive. Maybe there was something to the whole bonfire vs a bottle rocket comparison, after all...

She picked up the dildo again, looking it over. It was a decent enough length, though it was more modeled after a humanoid shaft than some of the more anatomically correct ones she'd seen. That was fine with her; she wanted a baseline, rather than something too exotic.

Still blushing from the fact that she was holding a toy like this, Damian lowered it down between her legs. The shaft rested between her thighs for a moment before she brought it further up, resting the head against her sex. Even after the strap-on fun the day before, she was amazed at how tight she looked compared to how big the head was. It looked like it could split her open without even trying...yet at the same time, she knew that she had taken bigger things before.

Rubbing the toy against her pussy felt surprisingly good, and she let out a few quiet moans as she just dragged the toy against her again and again, her folds parting slowly as she put a little more pressure on it from the base. Her toes curled every time that the head of the dildo pressed against her clit, still nowhere near used to the strength of sensation from that.

She pulled it up to the base, grinding the underside of the dildo against her pussy lips, watching as the head slid up over her crotch and up towards her waist. Looking at it this way, it didn't feel so big; it wasn't like the monster cocks in porn, and it wasn't nearly like some of the things that Jen had threatened her with in the past.

That said, it was the first thing that she was putting inside her without someone else's help...

Shivering, she brought the head back down between her pussy lips. It was so wet by now - both the toy and her - that it barely took any pressure for the dildo to slide past her nether lips. Damian gasped, her eyes rolling back at the sudden spreading sensation, at the stretch that always seemed to come from being penetrated like this. Her legs tried to cross, and only one hand on her left leg kept it in place. The other came in tight, bumping the dildo and -

"Mmmph!"

She had to bite her lips to keep from making more noise at that feeling, her body shaking as the dildo was jammed in faster than she planned. If it had been any thicker, the lack of real lube would have made it painful. As it was, it just felt...

Amazing.

Damian let it sit there for a few minutes, halfway in and halfway out, just getting used to the feeling of being spread so wide. Her clit bumped the top of the toy, grinding against it as she rocked her hips up and down the stupid thing, and each little nudge sent another little shock of pleasure through her. The panther moaned, biting her lip again and again, the points of her teeth digging in further and further as the pleasure started to mount higher and higher.

It didn't take long before it wasn't enough. Panting for breath, Damian pushed the dildo out of her with a squeeze of her inner muscles. The sudden lack of anything in her, the lack of sensation, the emptiness, was enough to keep her motivated as she set the dildo up on the couch cushion. It took a little creative wedging to keep it from sliding around, but it soon was pointed straight up.

She knelt over it, panting as she slid her hips back and forth, just a few scant centimeters from impaling herself on it completely. She lowered herself down, felt the slick head bump her clit. A little adjustment, sliding herself forward so that she didn't grind it into oblivion, and -

"AH!"

Unable to hold back the sudden yelp of pleasure as she slid down, Damian forced herself to take the whole thing up to the hilt. It was...so big, bigger than it looked for sure. Her pussy wasn't used to it yet, and she shivered as she felt it brushing against something further inside, something she'd forgotten about in her hurry to get it in.

Take it a bit slower...just a little...you'll get what you need...

That thought went right out the window as she slid back up and dropped herself down on the dildo again...and again...each time a little faster than the last. Despite the mild discomfort of the toy hitting the entrance of her womb every time, Damian's pleasure was rising too fast to care about how it would feel later. She needed this thing pounding her, fucking her right now, and there was no way that she was going to hold back now that she knew how good it felt.

Soon, she was bouncing up and down at full speed, imagining how Jen would be looking up at her if the pair of them were doing this instead of just her and the toy. She shivered at the mental image, seeing the collie's lustful gaze, the needy, teasing smirk that she'd be wearing the whole time...

God, this is...amazing...

The panther's toes curled as she came down hard, grinding her sex against the fake cock. She leaned forward on the couch, her hips moving almost without her thinking about it as she kept filling herself again and again. The sounds of squelching juices filled her ears, and it only made her move faster, faster, taking it deeper and deeper.

She was vaguely aware that the couch was starting to squeak and groan beneath her, but Damian couldn't bring herself to stop. The panther's tail flicked up high and over her back, her breasts bouncing and the weight reminding her of how different that was. Every move she made reminded her of how feminine she had become, how much she enjoyed the feeling of being filled, of being like...this...

As the pleasure mounted, she knew that she was going to cum. And soon. There was no way that she would be able to keep that quiet, and she looked around, desperate for something to muffle the sound. Where -

There. A cushion would do, even if it wasn't a big one. Damian leaned forward to grab it -

"MMMMMPH!"

And as soon as she changed angles, her orgasm hit. She couldn't get back up, it felt too good, so she fell forward. Her ass went up in the air as she smothered her scream of pleasure in the small throw pillow, her teeth sinking into the cloth as she whimpered and moaned, shivering as her entire body felt like it was seizing up in a full-on pleasure spasm.

She kept squirming for almost half a minute before it calmed down, and she blushed as she felt the toy slowly sliding out of her. The soft plop of it landing on the couch cushions only added to the feeling of humiliation as she felt how hard she'd been fucking herself on it, her pussy feeling wide open after that...

I guess...maybe I got a little too into that, she thought, not quite daring to move yet. Her pussy was drenched, and she could feel her juices running down her thighs. Too much to avoid staining the couch, for sure. At least I was able to keep that quiet. No need to worry about -

"My, my, what do we have here?"

Damian's eyes went wide, her body freezing as she heard Jen's voice. Behind her, worst of all.

"Look at this, Danielle. It looks like my boyfriend decided that she needed to have a little more fun this morning."

"W-without us? I...I'm surprised..."

"I'm not. He's always been an eager one...and it looks like she's no different, hehehe."

Damian couldn't even get up in time. Even as she tried to pull her head out of her pillow, a soft finger pressed between her legs. As it rubbed right around her clit in tight, firm circles, she went right back down, whimpering and shuddering as her legs spread all on their own.

"Heh, isn't that right, Damian? Always so curious about things, always wanting to push the boundaries. You just had to try it out, didn't you?"

"Mmmph...you weren't....any better, the time you turned male..."

"Oh, I know. But that doesn't mean that this isn't funny."

Not that funny to me, she thought, even as she moaned from a second finger slowly pushing in. It wasn't hard to take, and she could feel her thighs shaking, everything trembling as it threatened to give out from the new pleasure so soon after the old one.

"What...what do you..."

"Oh, don't worry. We're just getting you warmed up for the next round. We've got plenty of toys left to try, don't we, Danielle?"

"Oh...oh yes. So many...and much bigger ones, too."

"Heh, think we have one of those double-ended ones in there?"

"I think we might have a triple one."

"Really? I've never seen one of those. Are they any good?"

"I...um, I haven't tried it out yet...but with all three of us here..."

"Sounds like a good idea to me."

Without a chance to give her own opinion, Damian could only moan as a third finger spread her wide open, her pussy drooling all over the couch. She'd owe Danielle an apology for this later, she already knew, but there wasn't much she could do about it. She was already getting so -

"I think that's enough before the toy."

And the fingers were pulled out just when she was right on the verge of cumming. Damian shuddered as she collapsed to the ground, panting as her eyes rolled back in her head. Two pairs of arms helped her off of the couch, and she was pulled towards the hallway, and then towards the bedroom.

"Don't you worry, Damian. You're going to love this. Scissoring is fun enough, but I bet all three of us getting off is going to be the best. And knowing Danielle, it's going to be a much thicker toy than the one that you were just using."

Oh god....













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