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The Sex Star Ch. 01

By: pinata



Priscilla awoke to the pleasant sound of a woman moaning in lust. She had been a lesbian all of her adult life, and the sound of a woman about to cum immediately made her juice up. She opened her eyes and looked around the room.

There were several other women in there with her, and all of them were very attractive and completely nude. Most were still asleep, but one gorgeous redhead was off in the corner stroking her cock.

Priscilla blinked in confusion. Stroking her cock? She had seen shemales before, and they were usually not very feminine-looking. There was no way that this supermodel-level hottie had a real dick in her hand right now.

The redhead's moans turned to screams. Thick, gooey white liquid starting spurting copiously from the head of her dick, spraying all over the floor and making a big sticky puddle of cum in the middle of the room. Her orgasm seemed to go on for a long time, and the amount of cum she shot was nothing short of ridiculous (even if her dick was huge... Priscilla estimated it to be at least 9 or 10 inches, possibly as many as 12 or 13).

The sexy redhead shemale opened her eyes finally, and licked her lips as her gaze fell on Priscilla's big, perky 36DD tits. Priscilla realized that she was naked, just like everyone else in the room. "Hey there, sexy," the shemale said. Priscilla had never been into dicks before, but she might have to make an exception for this girl... her smoky, seductive voice made her pussy even wetter. "What's your name?"

"Priscilla," she said. "What's yours?"

"Angela," the shemale replied. "Wanna fuck?"

Priscilla ran a hand through her close-cropped, dark brown hair. She kept it cut so short that if it weren't for her rather pretty face and her downright gigantic tits she might be mistaken for a man. "Sure," she said after thinking about it for a minute. It wasn't like she had anything better to do... Angela's screams hadn't woken up the others, and there were no obvious exits to this room.

She crawled across the floor, right through Angela's puddle of cum, enjoying the wet sticky sensation as it clung to her legs and hands... she even lowered her tits into the liquid and rubbed them back and forth, coating them liberally in Angela's orgasmic juices, her nipples hardening to pleasantly painful points.

As she reached Angela, she kissed her passionately while wrapping a hand around her dick and starting to stroke. It didn't take the shemale long to reach full hardness again, and Priscilla very carefully -- she had never had anything this big inside her before -- lowered herself down onto her new friend's throbbing cock.

It felt surprisingly good to have her pussy stuffed with a real cock, and she squirmed around to get a couple more inches inside her. Then she started bucking her hips, getting a good rhythm going, Angela helping her out by grabbing her waist with each hand and thrusting upward when she needed to.

The shemale also sucked and licked Priscilla's nipples every chance she got, and licked around the nipples as well, cleaning most of the cum off of her tits. Priscilla's breasts and nipples had always been very sensitive, and this pushed her over the edge and made her cum. The contractions of her spasming cunt around her cock also made Angela cum, and the sensation of liquid squirting inside her set Priscilla off on another, even more powerful orgasm.

If Angela's screams hadn't been enough to wake the other girls, two women screaming together did the trick. A third woman screaming -- this one sounded downright horrified -- simply helped the process along.

As Priscilla recovered, she looked around. There were 2 blonds, 3 brunettes and another redhead, all of them extremely attractive. One of the blonds had started fingering herself as she watched Angela finish flooding Priscilla's pussy with cum. A couple of the brunettes looked pretty turned on, too. The redhead looked disgusted, the second blond had averted her eyes but her hard nipples betrayed her arousal, and the third brunette looked like she had been scarred for life.

Priscilla stood up... immediately, a torrent of cum ran out of her pussy and covered her legs. She could still feel a very large amount of fluid sloshing around inside her, and every few seconds another big glob of it would escape and either stick to her skin or further contribute to the mess on the floor.

"Who wants to lick me clean?" she offered. One of the brunettes -- a pale-skinned, slender beauty with curly, light brown hair and incredible legs -- knelt before her and started eating her out enthusiastically. Now the other brunette who looked turned on was fingering herself too, and the blond who was masturbating was cumming.

Angela went over to the masturbating brunette and said, "Let me take care of that for you." The brunette removed her fingers, and Angela replaced them with her cock. Meanwhile, Priscilla's orgasm forced all the remaining jizz in her pussy into the mouth or onto the face of the girl who was licking her.

She decided to return the favor, eating out the sexy brunette. She squirted when she came, spraying Priscilla's cute face with big, gushing streams of pussy juice. It tasted wonderful. "I'm Priscilla," she said.

"Brandi," the brunette replied. "Nice to meet you."

Introductions were made all around after that... the Hispanic-looking brunette Angela had fucked was named Danielle, the third brunette who still looked disgusted by the sexual display was Katie, Summer was the redhead and the blonds were Shannon and Leigh Ann. Shannon was shorter, with a slender, leggy build and straight hair... Leigh Ann was taller, with a curvy bordering on stout build, and had curly hair. Katie was the shortest member of the group at 5'3", and had a stern face that often wore a disapproving scowl. She had big -- not as big as Priscilla's, but probably in the 38D range -- tits with nice, puffy nipples, and flaring hips that accentuated a fantastic ass. Summer was built much like Katie, but with slightly smaller tits and a prettier face. She wore glasses, but they enhanced rather than detracted from her looks.

The girls all jumped when a voice issued forth from an unseen loudspeaker. "You're probably wondering what you've been brought here for," the unmistakably male voice said. Katie covered up her breasts with one arm, and used her other hand to cover her groin.

"You're not supposed to end a sentence with a preposition!" Summer told the voice, but if the speaker heard her he chose not to respond.

"You are to take part in a game," the voice continued. "You will be competing against another team of women, and everything you do while aboard my station will cause you to either gain or lose points. At the end of each week, the team with the least points must vote a member out, at which point she will become my slave. The quickest way to accrue points is in combat. I have hundreds of guards at my disposal, and they will be actively hunting you. There are also numerous other creatures on board, all of which will attack you if given the opportunity. None of them want to kill you, or even injure you... they are only interested in sex."

"Sure, because rapists and slavers have a lot to be morally superior about," Leigh Ann muttered.

"I'm a virgin," Katie said, shivering uncontrollably.

Shannon's hand had gone to her pussy again. She moaned as the man on the intercom resumed his speech. Angela was idly stroking her cock as well. "Each time you elude my guards without being fucked for one full hour, your team will earn 100 points. If you defeat the guards in battle without being fucked, that will give you 500 points. Defeating anything else in battle will get you 200 points. Each time you are fucked against your will, you will lose your team 20 points. Each time you willingly submit to sex, or force one of the guards or other creatures to have sex with you against their will, you will earn 20 points. Each time you ascend a level, you will earn 50 points. You are Team 1, and your Captain will be Priscilla. Welcome to the Sex Star, ladies. I hope you enjoy yourselves."

A section of floor disappeared, and a long, wide platform rose up from it. There were guns and other equipment on it, but no clothing.

Leigh Ann took what appeared to be a high-powered, very technologically advanced rifle and examined it enthusiastically. "This is what I'm talkin' about," she said in her soft, sexy Southern accent.

Once armed, the girls looked around for an exit. None presented itself, and they started to panic. The panic increased as they heard the telltale hissing of gas and saw a cloud of pink smoke coming out of the vents.

As the smoke permeated the room and the girls became lost in the cloud, they started to get hornier and hornier. Angela's cock stiffened, everyone else's pussy juiced up and there wasn't a soft nipple to be found in the room. Shannon, who had never stopped fingering herself, cried out in pleasure as she came.

This broke Angela's resolve, and she grabbed the nearest girl -- Katie -- and prepared to fuck her. "No!" Katie protested. "Angela, stop, please! I'm a virgin!"

Leigh Ann raised her gun and fired a bolt of silver energy at the shemale. Angela screamed and launched a load of cum onto Katie's back and ass, then fell over on her side and continued cumming. Her orgasm took a while to subside, and she lay there panting and made no attempt to get back up afterward.

"Hmm," Leigh Ann said, looking down at her weapon with a bemused expression. "Apparently, these guns make people cum."

"You shot her without knowing what it would do?" Danielle asked, looking rather disturbed by this.

"Mmm, it looks so good," Shannon said, kneeling down behind Katie and proceeding to lick Angela's cum off of her. Katie's expression quickly turned from apprehensive to lustful, and when Shannon started licking her pussy she didn't protest and in fact spread her legs further apart to give the sexy blond better access.

"It's an aphrodisiac," Summer said. "The gas is to make us hornier before we're released onto the station." And with that, she grabbed Brandi and started passionately kissing her. Brandi immediately responded, not only kissing Summer back but also fondling her big tits and playing with her sensitive nipples.

Katie screamed as Shannon's tongue caused her to start cumming. Danielle had started eating out Priscilla, and that left only Angela for Leigh Ann to play with. She grabbed the shemale's cock and stroked it to full hardness, then straddled the sexy redhead and allowed her pussy to envelop her stiff rod.

While Leigh Ann bounced up and down on Angela's cock, Shannon straddled her face and asked her to lick. Leigh Ann gladly ate the tasty pussy, and Shannon came quickly and loudly. Angela filled Leigh Ann with cum from the other end, and this set off her own orgasm. Priscilla licked her pussy clean.

A wall panel slid open, revealing a long, empty corridor outside. The girls stepped out into the Sex Star, debated for a few moments and then headed left down the corridor.

Stacey awoke to the sound of a shemale masturbating, much as Priscilla had. She adjusted her glasses to make sure she was seeing what she was actually seeing. "Hey there, sexy," the shemale said in a soft, sultry voice. "Wanna fuck?"

Stacey was very horny for some reason, and figured that if this girl had a cock then she could fuck her and still be heterosexual. "Sure, why not?" she said, getting up and walking over to the shemale, who watched her big 36D tits bounce and sway as she walked.

Stacey straddled the shemale, allowing her cock to slowly fill her pussy. While she bounced up and down on her new friend's lap, she kissed her passionately and played with her nipples. Her tits were much smaller than Stacey's -- B-cups -- but nice and perky, with hard pencil-eraser nipples just begging to be sucked.

Stacey moved her kisses lower, doing just that... the shemale moaned as Stacey's hot mouth enveloped first one nipple, then the other.

Now the shemale's hands had roamed down to play with Stacey's tits, massaging them pleasantly. Her fingers found Stacey's hard nipples and started rolling and twisting them.

Stacey came so hard she inadvertently bit down on the shemale's nipple, but since her partner seemed to enjoy it she figured there was no harm done. Shemale cum flooded her pussy and set her off on another orgasm.

After she came down from her orgasmic high, she introduced herself properly.

"I'm Erin," the shemale replied with a smile.

Their orgasmic cries had woken the other six girls, and introductions were made all around. Vicky was a slender redhead with a shaved pussy and a magnificent ass; Lena was an even thinner blond with a gorgeous face and amazing legs; Lorraine was a petite, athletic Asian; Kim was a pretty black girl, athletic like Lorraine, but with a curvier, bustier build; Joy was a tall, leggy brunette with a nice tan, pouty lips and an incredible ass; and Tina was a drop-dead gorgeous brunette with bewitching green eyes and perfect 38DDD tits.

The voice on the intercom delivered the same speech that Team 1 had received, and appointed Joy as Team 2's captain. Team 2 was assigned their weapons, and then got gassed.

"Oh my god, they're trying to kill us!" Tina exclaimed in a panicked voice.

"Calm down," Joy told her. "If they wanted us dead, they wouldn't have woken us up. This is something else..." She watched the gas warily as it poured out of the vents and enveloped the girls.

"My pussy's juicing up," Lena supplied. "It's an aphrodisiac!"

"They're preparing us to be fucked," Lorraine said softly. It was the first thing she had said other than her name, and many of the girls turned to look at her in shock, either wondering where she had come from or when she had learned to talk.

"Well, it's working," Lena said. "I'm so horny... somebody please fuck me!" No sooner had she spoken than Erin was wrestling her to the ground. Lena spread her legs quite willingly, and when Erin inserted her cock into the blond's dripping cunt Lena bucked her hips to get more of the member's length inside her. Her obvious enthusiasm and sexy moaning and whimpering, along with the effects of the aphrodisiac, sent Erin over the edge pretty quickly. Erin was about to apologize for her premature ejaculation when she felt Lena start squirting uncontrollably as her own orgasm hit.

Tina got down on her hands and knees next to Lena, and turned her head to wink at Erin. "I'm next, baby," she said. Erin pulled her still-hard cock out of Lena and put it into Tina instead, fucking the sexy brunette doggystyle. Joy got down between Lena's legs and started licking Erin's cum out of her; Vicky sat down in front of Tina and spread her legs, and Tina eagerly tongued her dripping hole.

Lorraine and Kim had gotten into a 69, which left Stacey's pussy in desperate need of attention. She lowered herself slowly onto Lena's face, and the sexy blond licked her without argument.

Erin's cum flooded Tina's pussy, setting off her own orgasm, and she redoubled her efforts and managed to bring Vicky off only about half a minute thereafter. However, when she presented her pussy to Vicky for reciprocal licking the redhead simply slapped her on the ass and walked away.

"Erin! Get her!" Tina cried indignantly, and the shemale gladly tackled Vicky to the ground. "Fuck her in the ass!" Tina added as an afterthought.

Vicky struggled in vain as Erin inserted her cock into her tight little asshole. Tina pressed her crotch against the redhead's face, forcing her to either lick or suffocate to death. Erin's cum ran out of Tina's pussy and down Vicky's chin as it poured into her mouth in greater quantities than she could handle.

"Play with her clit!" Tina instructed Erin. "Make her enjoy it!"

Vicky moaned into Tina's cunt as the shemale forced her to like being anally raped. Erin's cum spurting into her asshole set off her own orgasm, and she buried her face in Tina's pussy to muffle her screams. Tina grabbed her hair and humped her face roughly, bringing herself off, then her and Erin let Vicky go.

A wall panel opened, revealing an exit, and the girls headed out into the corridor.

Team 1 found a lift before anything could happen to them. They squeezed in and pressed the up button... there were no buttons with numbers on them, so apparently you couldn't choose your floor.

The doors closed, familiar-looking pink gas poured into the elevator and Angela grabbed Leigh Ann and started fucking her roughly from behind. Brandi made out with Shannon, Danielle went down on Summer and Priscilla went down on Katie. The lift started moving, but the girls were so lost in the pleasurable sensations of fucking that they didn't notice the delay.

Katie, still inexperienced with sex, came quickly. Angela flooded Leigh Ann's pussy and triggered the blond's own orgasm shortly thereafter. Summer only barely got an orgasm in before the lift stopped and the doors opened onto another corridor.

Angela got down in front of Leigh Ann and licked her pussy clean, giving her another orgasm in the process. "Mmm," she said, licking her lips. "I've always liked the taste of my own cum, but yours definitely enhances the flavor."

Leigh Ann pulled her in for a kiss, and after making out with her passionately for several moments pulled away and said, "You're right. That does taste good."

With Leigh Ann cleaned up, the girls stepped out into the corridor. Leigh Ann, who it had been determined was the best with a gun, took point... Danielle, who had served in the Air Force and was a good enough shot with the bigger guns to become an ace pilot, took up the rear guard position. Priscilla, Summer, Angela and Brandi protected the sides of the formation, while Shannon and Katie walked in the middle... neither of them had ever been in any kind of fight before, so they would probably be useless in a combat situation.

After a few minutes of moving through the station without talking, Priscilla turned to Angela. "So, are there others like you?" she asked.

"You mean dickgirls?" the redhead replied, using the term the only boyfriend she had ever had who wasn't completely freaked out by her condition had used. "I've never seen another real one, but they're common in Japanese animation from what I understand. And if I exist, there's no reason another few hundred can't. Right?"

"Right," Priscilla said. "I was just wondering because I've never met anyone like you either. So if there are others like you, then they're rare." A thought occurred to her. "What about your parents?" she asked.

"I'm adopted," Angela said. "My birth mother was raped, so she gave me up after having me. She never did identify her attacker... I don't know who my father is."

Before Priscilla could think of an appropriate response to this, the girls were attacked from behind, and Danielle went down without getting off a single shot. Her orgasmic cries as the gun's effect took hold alerted the other girls, who spun and fired. Two of the eight dickgirls that had come seemingly from out of nowhere fell, cum spurting from their dicks.

The dickgirls returned fire. They were well-trained, and Summer, Brandi and Shannon all went down.

Leigh Ann and Priscilla managed to hit their targets, evening the odds. Angela and Priscilla went down in the dickgirls' next salvo though, and Leigh Ann only managed to take down one more dickgirl before being hit herself.

Katie fired, but missed. The three remaining dickgirls rushed and disarmed her, then forced her into the doggy position. Two of them restrained her arms while the third positioned her cock at the entrance to Katie's tight virgin cunt.

"No!" Katie protested. "Please, stop! I'm a virgin!"

"Well then, I'll be gentle. Ish," the dickgirl replied before driving a third of her 15-inch dick into Katie's hole. Katie's screams made the dickgirl hotter, and her dick swelled inside the virgin's cunt. As she drove three more inches inside, she tore through Katie's hymen roughly. The dickgirls restraining Katie's arms were now using their free hands to play with her nipples, and she felt herself juice up involuntarily. This allowed the dickgirl to slip another inch inside her... she was now being fucked with nine inches.


The Sex Star Ch. 01



Pleasure was starting to override the initial pain, and in spite of herself Katie humped back at the cock to get more of it inside her. Two more inches slid past her tight lips.

It was starting to hurt again, but Katie was too far gone to care. She said the words that she had never thought, being a good Christian girl, she would say: "Fuck me!"

Her wanting it apparently pushed the dickgirl over the edge, and the sensation of her pussy being flooded with cum triggered Katie's own orgasm. This broke down the last of her resistance, and she smiled seductively at the other two dickgirls and said, "Do whatever you want to me."

Lorraine heard the guards' boots scraping on the deck behind her just in time to whirl around and snap off a shot, taking out the lead dickgirl. She shouted a warning to the others, who joined her in firing at the guards. Although Tina, Stacey and Vicky went down in the ensuing shootout, the five remaining girls eventually got the upper hand.

The one dickgirl that hadn't been hit yet dove out of the way of their next salvo, but dropped her weapon as she hit the ground. Lorraine kicked her gun away while Erin grabbed her and forced her into a doggystyle position.

The other girls watched dispassionately as Erin unceremoniously forced her cock into the guard's ass. She didn't struggle, and her moans and screams sounded like she was enjoying herself rather than protesting. The puddle of cum that started spreading underneath her body and sticking to her torso a few minutes later reinforced that. Erin dumped her load inside the dickgirl's ass, then the other four girls each made her eat them out.

Watching this got Erin going again, and she fucked the guard in her pussy. The guard came again, this time splattering Lena's legs and feet with her seed. Lena made no move to wipe it off... she had always liked cum, and it felt good enough on her skin that she figured she'd leave it there for now.

Erin fucked the guard's mouth and came all over her face, and then the girls let her go. They were 520 points up on Team 1, and feeling pretty good about themselves.

Katie had been taken by the three dickgirls in every way and every hole imaginable, and had copious amounts of cum dripping from her face, tits, pussy and asshole, by the time her teammates woke up. The dickgirls were long gone, but had made sure to give each of the unconscious girls at least one cum facial before departing (Priscilla, Summer and Leigh Ann had also been titfucked; Katie wondered whether Summer could see through the thick coating of jism covering her glasses).

"Katie! Are you all right?" Priscilla asked, rushing over to the cum-covered girl.

She nodded. "I'm not a virgin anymore, but I think I'm okay with that," she said. "It's not as bad as you might expect."

"I think that's because the gas hadn't worn off yet," Summer said. "Part of me wanted to just drop my weapon and let them fuck me."

Brandi nodded. "Me, too," she said. The other girls murmured their assent... they had all been under the influence of whatever aphrodisiac they had been dosed with, so fighting back at all had been a victory for them.

The Commander's voice issued from the station's speakers. "Team 2 is currently up by 520 points," he said. 



The Sex Star Ch. 02



I have a bad feeling about this, Melissa thought as she entered the locker room. Kristy was standing before her naked, but that wasn't what bothered Melissa. The cheerleaders changed into and out of their uniforms in front of each other and frequently showered together after games and practices, and were quite used to the sight of nudity, especially in the locker room.

It was the fact that Kristy was scowling and tapping her foot impatiently that made Melissa nervous. "I know," she said, holding up a hand to forestall the captain's tirade. "I had car trouble again."

"When are you going to get rid of that piece of shit?" Becky asked as she finished straightening her uniform's skirt and checked to make sure that her long, shiny black hair was still straight in the mirror affixed to the inside of her locker.

"Better question," Kristy said. "How the fuck do you expect us to win any competitions if you can't even show up on time for practice?"

Melissa had already started removing her clothes so she could change into her uniform. Now, standing before Kristy in just her skimpy thong panties, she straightened and looked the pretty blond senior in the eye. This caused her perfectly shaped, gravity-defying 34D breasts -- tied with the identical twins, Tracy and Cindy, for biggest on the squad -- to point out intimidatingly at Kristy's smaller 34Cs. Kristy glared at them.

"I'm here now, and the longer you berate me the later we'll get started," Melissa pointed out. She had been about to apologize, but Kristy was being such a bitch she had decided to go another direction.

Kristy's expression hardened. "Next time you're late, don't bother showing up at all," she said darkly. "And tell Brandi the same."

"Brandi's not here yet?" Melissa asked. Her fellow freshman, though a year younger at 18, was usually more reliable than that.

"Nope," said Sheralyn, Brandi's best friend and the only black girl on the squad. "And no, I haven't heard from her."

"Weird," Melissa said as she started putting on her uniform.

Halfway through the day, there was still no sign of Priscilla or Brandi. This had caused Melissa to become quite preoccupied, and she slammed right into another girl going around a corner on her way to class.

"Oh! Sorry about that," the girl said, pushing her glasses back into position before bending down to retrieve the books and papers she had dropped.

"Totally my fault," Melissa replied. "Don't worry about it. Are you okay?"

"Yeah," the girl said. She was pretty in a nerdy sort of way, with long, straight, light brown hair, a fair complexion dotted with the occasional freckle, a body so slender it almost looked fragile, and large breasts -- about the same size as her own, Melissa guessed -- that looked out of place on her skinny body. She had a tight black T-shirt pulled over these huge melons, and it said I FEEL A DISTURBANCE IN THE FORCE on it. "How about you?"

"I'm fine," Melissa said, dropping to one knee to help the girl gather her things. Their breasts had connected pretty hard during their collision, but it had been more arousing than painful... Melissa hoped the girl couldn't see her hard nipples. "Just... worried about a friend that's gone missing."

"Really? Me too," the girl said. "My best friend Stacey didn't show up today, and she never misses a class. Weird... maybe there's some disease going around or something?" Stacey would have to be on her deathbed in order to miss a whole day of classes... it had to be an illness, maybe a flu outbreak or something.

"Maybe," Melissa said doubtfully. "But my sister's dropped off the radar too, and she'd still check in with a text message or something if she was sick."

"Yeah, it's not like Stacey to not let me know if something's up," the girl agreed. "But I'm making you late for class. We should continue this later."

Melissa nodded. "Lunch after this next class?" she suggested. The university had a cafeteria, and students met to hang out there in between classes all the time.

The girl, who introduced herself as Amanda, agreed... Melissa introduced herself too, then they parted ways.

About an hour later, Melissa and Amanda sat together in the cafeteria and talked about their missing friends and relative.

"Look at this," Amanda said, pulling out her smartphone. "I checked online to see who else might be tweeting about missing people -- three is a lot just for the two of us to know about, so I had a hunch there were more -- and I was right."

Melissa looked at all the posts, some of which contained pictures. Pictures of beautiful women, some of them even prettier than Brandi or Priscilla. "This looks almost exactly like my sister," she said, showing Amanda a picture of Tina Lawson, an up-and-coming model. "She's got different colored eyes and longer hair, but other than that they're the same."

Amanda nodded, taking the phone back and scrolling through the pictures to stop on a gorgeous redhead with cute glasses that enhanced rather than detracted from her beauty. "Same with this librarian, Summer Olsen. She looks an awful lot like Stacey, if Stacey dyed her hair red and straightened it."

"So do you think all these disappearances are connected?" Melissa asked.

"They're all occurring at the same time, which tells me they are. But this one, Kim Staples, she was a Laker Girl. As in, from California. Sure, a lot of the others were from the east coast, a lot of them from right here in Virginia, but then you've got this one on the other side of the country..."

"She doesn't fit the profile, though," Melissa said, reading about Lorraine Ling, a missing woman who ran a martial arts dojo she had actually driven past on her way here. "Not to sound racist or anything, but none of the others were black."

"Yeah, but she's young, pretty, athletic... most of the others fit that description," Amanda pointed out. "And skin color doesn't matter as much as it used to. I mean, I know we're in the south, but still..."

"Yeah, I know. So, you think she's connected to the others still? How? Aliens?"

"Don't be ridiculous!" Amanda said, tickling Melissa playfully. Her fingers accidentally grazed the underside of Melissa's breast, and Melissa felt her nipples stiffen again. She wasn't a full-fledged lesbian like her sister, but she was known to enjoy the company of women occasionally. She wondered how Amanda would respond if she made her feelings known, but then she saw her eyes drifting to Melissa's breasts of her own accord and realized that the interest was mutual.

"Maybe we should discuss this further in my dorm room," Melissa offered.

Amanda blushed and quickly glanced away from her cleavage. "Um... okay," she said. "As long as that won't make you late for class or anything."

"I don't mind if you make me late," Melissa said. "It probably means you're doing it right."

"Doing what... oh!" A look of stunned realization crossed Amanda's face. Melissa smiled encouragingly at her, taking her arm and leading her to the dorms.

Amanda was trembling with nervous excitement, her body vibrating against Melissa's, by the time they got to the dorm room. "Have you done this before?" Melissa asked her.

Amanda shook her head. "I made out with Stacey a couple of times, but it was to practice so we'd be good at it for boys," she admitted. "I've never actually been with a girl."

"If you don't want to..." Melissa started.

"No! I mean, I really, really want to," Amanda said.

"Good," Melissa whispered in her ear before softly kissing her neck. Amanda sighed and relaxed in her arms, letting Melissa turn her head and kiss her full on the mouth without offering any resistance. Their tongues danced for a few minutes, Amanda getting so involved in the proceedings that she didn't even seem to notice her shirt was pulled up around her neck and Melissa was unfastening her bra.

As Amanda's tits popped free, Melissa broke the kiss to pull her shirt the rest of the way over her head. Then she ducked down to suck one of Amanda's nipples into her mouth, prompting a moan from her.

A couple minutes later, she had the rest of Amanda's clothes off and had buried her face in the cute brunette's pussy. Amanda was screaming and bucking her hips enthusiastically, obviously cumming very hard. Melissa took her clit into her mouth and gently bit it, increasing the power of her orgasm. She fell back on the bed, naked and exhausted, while Melissa looked up at her with pussy juice smeared all over her face. Amanda had gotten so wet that there was enough juice to drip off of her chin, getting on Melissa's neck and tits as well.

Amanda watched, allowing herself to become aroused again, as Melissa stripped for her. Once the lovely redhead's perfect body was on display, Amanda attacked her, no longer shy or nervous in the grip of her lust. About five minutes later, she had found Melissa's sweet spot with her tongue and was making her lover cum over and over again.

Melissa finally had to push Amanda off and declare she was too exhausted to continue. She flopped down on the bed and laid there trying to catch her breath. Amanda curled up next to her, not trying to stimulate her anymore but simply snuggling with her new girlfriend. They fell asleep in each other's arms.

Melissa awoke to the sound of a woman moaning. For a quick, panicked second she wondered who had walked in on her, but then relaxed when she recognized the voice and ridiculously toned body of her roommate and fellow cheerleader, Brooke. The two of them had done what Melissa and Amanda had just done several times, so she wasn't exactly worried about the cute blond spreading any rumors about her.

Brooke had walked in to find Melissa and Amanda sleeping together, still naked, and had apparently decided to immediately strip down and start fingering herself. She was a compulsive exerciser, with a training regimen far above and beyond what any of the other cheerleaders put themselves through, and it showed... her perfectly flat and toned stomach, athletic, even somewhat muscular legs and tight, firm ass were the envy of a lot of other girls. She wasn't as well-endowed as Melissa or Amanda, but her 32Cs were nice and perky.

Brooke's moans got louder and took on a breathy quality as she came. She sat down on the edge of the bed to catch her breath without even noticing that Melissa was awake... Melissa decided it would be fun to mess with her a bit.

She sat up as slowly as she could, making sure not to jostle either Brooke or Amanda, and crawled across the bed to where Brooke was. Then she reached around and cupped her roommate's breasts, rolling the nipples between her fingers, while pressing her own big tits into Brooke's back.

"Mmm," Brooke moaned. "That's nice."

Melissa kissed her neck, then whispered in her ear: "I can be even nicer."

"I know," Brooke replied with a big smile on her face, apparently remembering all the times her roommate had been nice to her in the past. "Who's the hottie?"

"Amanda," Melissa breathed, still speaking directly into Brooke's ear. She gave her sensitive earlobe a little lick, and Brooke cooed in pleasure. "I'll make sure you're properly introduced after she wakes up."

One of Melissa's hands had snaked down between Brooke's legs now, and she was rubbing the sexy blond's clit. Brooke cried out in ecstasy and released a flood of pussy juice onto the bedsheets.

Her scream awakened Amanda, who looked around bleary-eyed long after the point where Melissa would have regained her vision after sleep. "Put your glasses on, sweetie," Melissa reminded her.

Amanda smiled appreciatively when she saw Brooke, who had twisted around slightly to kiss Melissa. She licked down Melissa's neck and fastened her mouth over a nipple, freeing up Melissa's mouth so she could talk.

"This is my roommate, Brooke," she said. "Brooke, this is Amanda."

Amanda leaned down and ran her tongue along Brooke's slit, then smiled up at her and said, "Pleased to meet you."

Brooke reached down and starting fingering Melissa, turning away from the redhead's breast so she could talk. "The pleasure's all mine, sexy," she said, leaning down to suck on Amanda's nipple instead. Amanda's hand found Brooke's pussy, and Brooke's other hand found Amanda's. Soon, all three girls were fingering each other.

After they came, Brooke straddled Melissa's face and then contorted her body around so her own face was buried in Amanda's cunt. Amanda managed to twist her upper body around so she could eat Melissa out, allowing all three girls to receive oral pleasure.

Melissa found herself becoming tired again after that, so she told the girls to go on without her while she stretched out on the bed and watched them. The last thing she saw before falling asleep was the two of them in the 69 position, Amanda slapping Brooke on her sexy ass (Brooke liked to be spanked, and had begged Amanda to do it).

When Melissa awoke again, Amanda and Brooke were both gone. However, the room smelled more strongly of pussy than she remembered, leaving her to wonder how many more times they had gone before they had finally finished.

She got out of bed, stretched, and threw some clothes on. The clock on the nightstand told her she had missed an entire afternoon's worth of classes, but it had been well worth it.

As she picked up her phone from its position next to the clock, she remembered the other missing women Amanda had found online. After verifying that neither Brandi nor Priscilla had checked in, she checked every site she could think of for news of them. There was nothing, and there appeared to be no further progress in the cases of the other missing women either. One girl's mother was a reporter, and had started following the cases for an article.

Melissa sighed. Tomorrow, she would have to go to the police if she still hadn't heard from Priscilla and Brandi. She realized that Amanda would probably want to go with her and report Stacey missing, which almost caused her to smile... she would take any excuse to spend more time with her new lover.



The Sex Star Ch. 03



"You know, this whole thing seems familiar," Joy said as she walked with her teammates through the station's labyrinthine corridors.

"It's Survivor," Vicky told her. "You know, the reality show? Or at least, the part about us having to vote off team members reminds me of that."

"She's right," Kim said. "There are even 16 contestants on Survivor, and if Team 1 has the same number of girls as us..."

"No, not that," Joy said. "I meant the... environment. And not the sex and nudity, either... the sci-fi vibe. It's from something I've seen, I just don't know what."

"Star Wars," Stacey said promptly. "That one was almost as obvious as the Survivor tie-in... Sex Star, Death Star, it's an obvious attempt at a lame pun."

"Are we in a porno right now?" Lena asked.

Tina shook her head. As was the case every time she moved, her mammoth breasts jiggled. "I did some porn before I got into legitimate modeling," she said. "This doesn't look like any porn set I've ever seen. Too realistic. They don't have budgets like this. And the shemales... they'd look more like men. Erin's a beautiful girl, and the guards aren't bad either."

Erin blushed at Tina's assessment of her, and her dick hardened noticeably as she watched the slightly older woman walk. Her ass was almost as fun to look at as those beautiful tits.

"But if this was a porno," Tina continued, "we'd be getting attacked right about now. Porn directors don't like to keep viewers waiting in between sex scenes."

As if on cue, a dozen dickgirls stepped around the corner in front of the girls and started firing. Joy and Kim, who were in the lead, went down... Stacey and Lena each managed to take down a dickgirl with their return fire, and then the girls were backpedaling.

It was Erin who noticed the control panel on the wall. She slapped it, and a door whooshed open. While Tina, Vicky, Lena and Stacey ducked into the room behind the door, Lorraine and Erin delivered a couple of parting shots to the dickgirls and then joined them inside.

"You know, I feel like a total cunt leaving Joy and Kim behind like that," Lena said. "And that's coming from a professional thief."

"You're a thief?" Stacey asked.

"Well, I suppose the technical term is cat burglar," Lena replied. "But never mind about that now. How do we lock this fucking thing?"

"It looks like we need a passcode," Lorraine said. She glanced pointedly at Lena. "How good are you at getting past electronic security?"

She shrugged. "When you enter through the roof or the ventilation system, you don't really need to worry about that sort of thing," she admitted.

The door whooshed open again. The girls started to back up... and immediately encountered a wall. Lorraine and Lena were quick enough to snap their guns up and fire off one shot before they joined the other four on the floor. Lorraine was still awake when the first dick entered her pussy.

Tina awoke to the familiar feeling of a cock pressed between her tits. She looked up to see Erin, eyes closed in ecstasy, moaning as she rode Tina's breasts to orgasm. Cum spurted from the tip of her cock, covering Tina's chest, neck and chin.

"Sorry," Erin said as she opened her eyes and realized Tina was awake. "I just couldn't help myself."

"That's okay," Tina said, smiling at her. "Like I said, you're a beautiful girl." She pulled Erin toward her, then kissed her passionately. Erin's dick grew hard again in an instant.

"Stick it in me," Tina told her. "I need it as much as you do... I think they gassed us again."

Erin nodded. That would explain why she was even hornier than usual.

She slid her cock inside Tina's pussy, which was already slick with the cum of other dickgirls. Tina moaned and thrust up to meet her, getting more of Erin's dick inside her hungry cunt.

They came together, their orgasmic cries harmonizing perfectly.

"When you two lovebirds are done, I have something you might want to look at," Lena's voice cut in.

Tina looked over in the blond girl's direction. The wall they had run into when they first entered the room was gone. In its place was an open space with tables and chairs, as well as a larger, rectangular table with food and drinks.

"I've already tested it," Joy said. Apparently, she and Kim had rejoined them at some point before Tina woke up. "It's safe."

Erin and Tina nodded as they looked toward the back of the room and saw seven beds. "Wait... why are there only seven?" Tina asked.

As if he could hear her, The Commander's voice came over the intercom. "It was assumed that Tina and Erin would want to share a bed," he stated. "Apologies if this was an incorrect assumption."

Tina blushed as she admitted, "It wasn't."

"What is this place?" Stacey asked, looking up at the ceiling in the direction of the voice.

"This is a rest stop," The Commander replied. "There is one on each level of the station, but they are well hidden. You are safe while you are here -- you will not be attacked -- but the longer you stay, the more opportunities you give Team 1 to catch up to you."

The girls ate, drank and slept. It was agreed that they would take turns standing watch just in case The Commander broke his promise about them not being attacked. Lorraine's watch passed uneventfully, as did Lena's. It wasn't until Vicky relieved Lena that anything happened. And that was Vicky's fault.

Erin didn't fight it when Vicky pulled her out of bed. Tina was completely fucked out, and sleeping so soundly she was drooling... but as always, Erin was still horny.

Vicky led her over to a quiet corner of the room and dropped to her knees, taking Erin's rapidly hardening cock into her mouth. She sucked for all she was worth, using every trick she knew to get Erin off as hard as possible. It worked... when Erin came, pumping a big, sticky load down Vicky's throat, she had to bite back a scream so as not to wake the other girls.

"Mmm," Vicky said, licking her lips.

"Not that I'm complaining, but what was that for?" Erin asked.

"I need your help," Vicky said. "Our team is going to be beaten eventually, and when that happens we need to ditch Joy. She cares too much... it makes her ineffectual as a leader. If I suck your cock whenever you want, will you vote with me when the time comes?"

It was too good an offer to decline, and Erin knew that Vicky knew that. She nodded her assent.

"Thank you," Vicky said. "I knew I could count on your support."

Over the course of the next day, Vicky managed to get some of her other teammates alone. She told Kim that Joy had told her they needed to get rid of the nigger, which had the desired effect of causing Kim to hate Joy; she took the same "she's too soft-hearted" approach with Lena and Lorraine, knowing they would agree with that just out of sheer pragmatism; and she told Stacey that Joy had said her glasses were ugly. It was the argument she expected to be least successful, but Stacey surprised her by jumping at the chance to be rid of Joy. She smiled and walked off, knowing she had enough votes that she didn't even need to bother with Tina.

Stacey watched Vicky go. The bitch wouldn't even know what hit her when Stacey voted for her instead. She went to go find Joy, hoping that the team's captain knew what to do about this.



The Sex Star Ch. 04



Melissa had been correct in her assumption that Amanda would want to accompany her to the police station, but what she hadn't anticipated was that Brooke would want to come as well.

The three of them entered the police station, told the uniformed officer at the reception desk why they were there, and were escorted into a room and instructed to wait. Brooke started rubbing Melissa's thigh, but she stopped her before it got any further than that... now was neither the time nor the place.

After a few minutes, two plainclothes cops entered and identified themselves as Detectives Colon and Fuller. Colon was a Hispanic man, probably in his early thirties, still in reasonably good shape. He had a neatly trimmed mustache, but no other distinguishing features.

Fuller was a beautiful woman, probably about Priscilla's age, with long red hair, a pretty, freckled face and a body that somehow managed to be both slender and curvy. Her 36C breasts weren't quite as big as Melissa's or Amanda's, but Melissa figured they probably still got drooled over by the men at the department quite a bit.

It was Fuller who spoke... Colon sat down near the back of the room and watched the proceedings while munching on a glazed donut. His sharp, calculating eyes appeared to be sizing the three visitors up, and there was something about the way he was looking at them that Melissa didn't at all care for.

Brooke picked up the same sleazy vibe that Melissa had, but reacted to it differently... she leaned forward in her chair slightly as if to listen more intently to Detective Fuller, but what she was really doing was giving Colon a better view of her cleavage... now he could see right down her shirt. Melissa wouldn't be surprised if Brooke had gone braless. When Colon choked on his donut, her suspicions were confirmed.

"So your sister and your two friends are all missing, and the three of you know each other?" Fuller was asking.

"Yes," Melissa said, "that's right. Well, actually, Brooke and I have known each other for a while now, but we just met Amanda yesterday."

"Seems kinda coincidental, don't ya think?" Colon observed. "I mean, not that I'm insinuating anything, but the fact that three people who know missing girls also know each other..."

"We already thought of that," Amanda told him. "It's unlikely, but not completely impossible. And certainly not suspicious."

"My partner's just doing his job," Fuller said. "And sometimes, that job requires him to be... unpleasant."

"No hard feelings," Melissa said, although she was sure Colon's dick was rock hard after getting that peek at Brooke's braless tits beneath her shirt. For that matter, Brooke's nipples probably weren't exactly soft either.

"So anyway, as I was saying," Colon continued, "you three know each other. Is there any possibility that the three missing girls knew each other? Maybe that they might even have run off to the same place?"

Melissa shook her head. "It's possible that Brandi and Stacey might have been passing acquaintances," she said, "but I doubt either of them knew my older sister. Priscilla's 28... that's 10 years older than Brandi."

"I know Priscilla George," Detective Fuller put in. "From off the job. She seems like the responsible sort... not someone who would just run off without bothering to tell anybody."

"Exactly," Melissa said, wondering just how well acquainted the lovely detective was with her lesbian sister. She pictured the two of them in bed together and felt a flush of arousal creep into her face at the image of Detective Fuller's naked body. Stop it, she chided herself. You're being just as bad as Brooke, for fuck's sake.

"Well," Fuller said, either not noticing Melissa's sudden horniness or doing a good job pretending not to, "the problem is that we've been slammed with missing persons cases the past few days. I'm not saying that we won't put in a hundred and ten percent trying to find your friends, but just bear in mind that it still might not be enough. A lot of missing persons cases are either never solved at all or eventually become homicide or kidnapping cases, and I try to give people facts instead of false hope. Like I said, sometimes the job requires us to be unpleasant."

"We appreciate your honesty," Melissa said, standing up and offering the detective her hand when she sensed that she was being dismissed. She managed to force a smile, even though between the detective's warning not to get her hopes up and her embarrassingly (and probably inappropriately) hard nipples she didn't feel she had much to smile about. She saw Colon's eyes dart toward her breasts and noticed a momentary smirk cross his face before his features returned to normal. Then Detective Fuller was pressing something into her outstretched hand.

Melissa looked down to see a business card in her hand. "It has my personal number on the back," Detective Fuller, whose first name the card revealed to be Laura, said. "Call me if you think of anything else that might help the investigation. Or, you know, just to talk."

Melissa thanked her, then filed out of the room with the other girls.

"So, what do we do now?" Amanda asked.

"I guess we wait," Melissa said.

"And while we wait, we do a little retail therapy," Brooke suggested.

Melissa smiled and nodded in agreement. Shopping would be a good time-killer, plus it might allow her to sneak into a fitting room with Amanda and taste some more of her sweet pussy. Her smile widened at the thought.

Detective Henry Colon turned to his partner. "I've gotta go drop a deuce," he told her.

"Thanks for sharing," Laura Fuller replied absently. She was looking through the files on all the missing girls to see whether any of the others could be linked to the three who had been reported missing most recently, and was somewhat preoccupied by the work.

In fact, she was so involved that Henry didn't even think he needed the cover story. He could disappear for ten or fifteen minutes and she wouldn't bother to come looking for him, unless some emergency came up.

As he entered the restroom, he checked to make sure all the stalls were empty. Then he locked himself inside the one farthest from the door and dialed a number on his cell phone.

"Da?" A thickly accented female voice said on the other end of the line.

"English, Gerda," Henry reminded her.

She cursed in Russian, then switched back to English. "What do you want?"

"We've got a problem," he told her. "Some of your latest... acquisitions have been reported missing."

"So? That always happens."

"Yeah, but there's a concerted effort this time. Priscilla George's sister and a couple of her college classmates are taking a personal interest in the case. And Lynn Vanion is involving herself again, too."

"I should have slit that bitch's throat when I had the chance," Gerda growled. "She's too fucking nosy for her own good."

"It is kind of her job," Henry pointed out. "She's a reporter."

"She's a cunt!" Gerda snapped. Then she took a deep breath and said in a more polite tone, "Give me the names of anyone you think will be... problematic. I'll deal with them."

"You mean I'll deal with them?" Henry asked.

"No. Don't worry, I won't make you get your hands dirty this time."

"Just remember our deal."

"Your financial and sexual needs will both be well taken care of."

"Good. I'll call with further updates if I hear anything else."

The girls lucked out... the first mall they went to, Dillard's had a big sale on. Brooke eventually managed to lead them to the lingerie section, and Melissa realized the blond was thinking along the same lines as her. Sure enough, the three of them were soon modeling bras, panties, teddies and skimpy nighties for each other, and Melissa's nipples were unbearably hard.

Amanda noticed her predicament and started massaging her breasts through her bra, then pulled the left cup down enough to expose the nipple and started sucking on it.

Brooke immediately dropped down between Melissa's legs, removed her panties and started eating her out. Melissa had been worked up pretty much all day, so it didn't take her long to cum. Brooke smiled as she pulled back with pussy juice dripping from her nose and chin.

"Okay, now let me do you," Melissa said, and Brooke happily jumped up on the bench while Melissa replaced her on the floor. Amanda took Brooke's bra off and started sucking on her nipples, while Melissa ate her out.

Little did the girls know, their activities had attracted the attention of a salesgirl. She had been watching as best she could through the slats in the fitting room's door, and eventually she slipped a hand under the waistband of her pants and started fingering herself. She came before Brooke did, and was unable to hold back her moans and gasps of pleasure.

The fitting room door flew open, and Melissa and Brooke grabbed their visitor and pulled her inside. It was a little crowded with four women in there, but they were all fairly slender so they fit.

"What's your name, sexy?" Brooke asked the salesgirl, who was about Melissa's height -- taller than the other two -- and had nice legs, a tight ass, perky 32B tits and long, dark brown hair with blond highlights.

"Kayla," she replied.

"Let's get you out of those clothes, Kayla," Melissa suggested. Brooke suited action to words by pulling her new friend's shirt over her head. In a few moments, Kayla was standing naked before them.

"Can I do the honors?" Amanda asked. "I haven't gotten to lick a pussy since yesterday."

Brooke guided Kayla down onto the bench, where she eagerly spread her legs for Amanda, and moaned encouragingly as Amanda's tongue found her clit.

As Melissa and Brooke already well knew, Amanda had a natural talent for licking pussy... Kayla came repeatedly, and Brooke had to place a hand over her mouth to muffle her screams of ecstasy.

Brooke swapped hand for pussy, and soon Kayla was eagerly lapping at her cunt while Amanda continued licking the salesgirl. Melissa maneuvered around behind Amanda and managed to get underneath her so she could lay down on the fitting room's floor and lick Amanda from below.

They left Kayla asleep on the bench in the fitting room, but not before she gave them her phone number.

Melissa didn't know why she noticed the woman with the gun striding toward them across the mall parking lot. Maybe her senses were still on overload from the orgasmic high, or maybe it was just dumb luck. But either way, she saw her as she raised her weapon and pointed it at Amanda.

Melissa flung herself sideways, knocking Amanda to the sidewalk... the impact sent the brunette's glasses flying, and she fumbled around blindly for them. Shots rang out, and Melissa looked around wildly for Brooke, hoping the blond hadn't been hit.

Brooke was lying flat on the sidewalk, but her eyes were open and alert and her middle finger was raised in the direction of the woman with the gun.

Amanda scrambled for her glasses, picking them up and putting them back on. Fortunately, the lenses hadn't been broken. A bullet glanced off the sidewalk directly in front of her, and she screamed and scooted backward as fast as she could.

"What do you want, you fucking cunt?" Brooke screamed at the woman. She only received more gunfire in reply.

Tires screeched, and a van tore around the corner headed straight toward the woman with the gun at what looked to be at least 60 miles per hour. The gunwoman turned toward the van and managed to fire a single shot, which glanced off the windshield without penetrating, before the driver mowed her down. The van screeched to a halt directly behind the body of the gunwoman, who was twisted around at the waist at an unnatural and rather painful-looking angle, obviously dead.

A van running someone down at high speed in the middle of a parking lot might have drawn attention in many states, but this was Virginia, home of the worst drivers in the world... nobody even gave the accident a second glance, and Melissa and her friends didn't even stop to think that the collision might have been intentional.

In fact, Brooke leaped to her feet and let out a jubilant whoop. "Ha! Forgot you were in Virginia, didn't you, bitch?" she taunted the corpse.

The van's side door slid open, and a tall fortyish woman with long blond hair leaned out and looked at the three of them severely. "Come with me if you want to live," she said.



The Sex Star Ch. 05



Team 1 had just finished another gas-fueled lesbian orgy when The Commander's voice came over the intercom. "Team 2 is up by 500 points," he said.

"Hmm," Shannon said. "They must have finally lost a fight."

"No way! You really think so?" Summer said.

"Hey!" Priscilla snapped. "I'm all for sarcasm, but that was just mean."

"Sorry," Summer said. "I'm just a little weirded out by all this."

"We all are," Leigh Ann said. "Think about how Katie must feel."

Summer looked over at the busty brunette, who up until about an hour ago had been a virgin. "How are you holding up?" she asked.

"I'm fine," Katie assured her. "It doesn't even hurt anymore." There had, at first, been some residual pain from her first penetration.

"So, what next?" Shannon asked.

"We wait until we're attacked again, I guess," Summer said.

Danielle slapped a control panel on the wall, and the doors next to it whooshed open. "Fuck that," she said. "We attack them, not the other way around. It's time to fight our way off this station."

"Now you're talkin' my language," Leigh Ann said. She followed Danielle into the room on the other side of the door... as their teammates joined them inside the room, the door whooshed shut behind them and clicked audibly as it locked.

Brandi turned and looked, but there was no control panel on this side of the wall. The girls were trapped. "Shit," she said.

The first thing Angela noticed was the women working in the room. The second thing she noticed was her cock responding to them.

They were wearing white teddies with the cups cut out so their breasts hung free, and a similar cutout at the crotch to expose their uniformly hairless pussies. In back, the outfits were G-strings, exposing both ass cheeks in their entirety. There were red crosses emblazoned on the midsection of each of these uniforms, and the 'nurses' wore sheer white stockings with red bows at their tops and white heels to complete their uniforms. Many of them had dried or drying cum on their faces and tits, and a few had red, handprint-shaped marks on their bare ass cheeks.

A trio of dickgirl nurses -- a blond, a brunette and a redhead -- were supervising the other nurses as they bustled from one bed to another, stroking or sucking the cocks of the dickgirls who sat there waiting patiently to be serviced. The nurses would always, when their patients finished climaxing, get as much of the cum as they could into specimen jars.

Some of the dickgirls noticed the new arrivals after being serviced, and started to reach for their weapons. Priscilla, Leigh Ann, Danielle and Brandi immediately shot them, and then Angela turned her gun on the dickgirl nurses. "Nobody try anything," she said.

The nurses, even the dickgirl ones, put their hands up agreeably. Angela got an idea. She singled out a particular hot nurse with big 36E breasts and long shiny black hair, and had her lie down on the floor and spread her legs. While her teammates held their guns on the other nurses and their patients, Angela fucked the busty raven-haired nurse, filling her pussy to overflowing with cum. The nurse moaned and bucked her hips as she experienced an orgasm of her own, and as Angela was dismounting she pulled her back down, gave her a passionate kiss and told her, "Thank you."

Angela smiled, then motioned a cute, young-looking blond nurse over. "Lick her clean," she instructed.

The blond buried her face in the brunette's pussy with surprising enthusiasm, tongue-fucking her passionately as she got every last drop on Angela's cum out of her coworker's sweet cunt. She seemed to savor the taste, and even went back in for more after it was abundantly clear the brunette was clean.

"I could do with some of that," Priscilla said, pointing with her gun at the redhaired dickgirl nurse. "You, get down here and eat me out."

Priscilla rode the redhead's face to multiple orgasms, then said, "How did those nurses get the handprints on their asses?"

"We spank them if they don't get enough semen in the specimen jar," the dickgirl said.

"Who was the last girl you spanked?"

The dickgirl pointed to an Asian woman with surprisingly big 34D tits. Priscilla motioned the Asian over with her gun, then bent the redhaired dickgirl over a bed and told the Asian nurse, "Spank her."

While the redhead took her spanking, other dickgirls -- the two remaining dickgirl nurses and a few of the patients -- went down on Leigh Ann, Danielle, Priscilla, Summer, Katie, Shannon and Brandi with varying degrees of eagerness, while the cute young blond nurse sucked on Angela's cock.

Eventually, after covering the blond dickgirl nurse's face in pussy juice, Priscilla called for a change of partners. Once every dickgirl had serviced every member of Team 1 and every non-dickgirl nurse at least once, the orgy ended and the girls from Team 1 left the room via the control panel on the opposite wall from the one they had entered through.

"Teams are tied with 500 points each," The Commander's voice informed them over the intercom.

The corridor they stepped into looked just like every other Sex Star corridor. "Which way?" Katie asked.

After a moment's deliberation, the girls decided to turn right... it would take them further away from the areas they had already explored, allowing them to maybe find something useful.

Along the way, they discussed what they had witnessed in the room with the nurses.

"I worked medical records at a fertility clinic when I was a senior in high school," Summer said. "From what I remember of the lab... well, what we just saw is basically the porno version of sample collection. I think they're creating test tube babies." 

"Why? I mean, if they can just breed victims then why abduct women?" Brandi pointed out.

"Well, think about it," Summer said. "I mean, sure, none of us are pregnant yet as far as I know, but we've been having lots of unprotected sex. If an accidental pregnancy did occur, and it turned out the dickgirl was fucking her own kid..."

"Okay, I get it," Brandi said. "And... um... ew."

The girls reached the end of the corridor, and another control panel. They opened it, and the door opened. Once again, it locked behind them after they were all through.

Brandi was the first to notice the change in the Sex Star's floor surface... instead of hard, cold starship decking, her bare feet were now touching warm, moist, springy moss-covered earth. As the girls looked around, they saw a vast forest, stretching as far as the eye could see, spread out before them.

"How big is this station exactly?" Leigh Ann asked.

"Good question," Summer said. "This is the biggest fucking greenhouse I've ever seen."

"You don't think there are... things living in here, do you?" Shannon asked worriedly.

As if in answer, something in the forest screeched loudly. A menacing roar answered it.

"We are so fucked," Brandi said.



The Sex Star Ch. 06



"Are any of you injured?" a short, curvy woman with close-cropped reddish hair asked from near the back doors as Melissa and her friends piled into the van.

"I've got a scrape on my elbow," Amanda said. "Other than that, I think we're okay."

"I'm an EMT," the short-haired girl said. "Let me take a look."

Amanda nodded and sat down, lifting her arm so the woman could examine her.

"Not that I'm complaining about you being here, but who are you people?" Melissa asked the blond woman who had leaned out of the van and spoken earlier while the driver sped off.

"My name is Lynn Vanion," the blond woman said. "I'm a reporter, although these days I use the term very loosely... it's difficult for mainstream periodicals to take me seriously. I tend to write more for conspiracy theory-oriented publications these days."

"Conspiracy? What kind of conspiracy?" Brooke asked. "Do you know what the woman with the gun wanted?"

"Her name was Lucinda," Lynn said. "She was sent to silence you three. Your investigation worried her superiors."

"Who are her superiors?" Melissa asked.

"I don't know all of them," Lynn said. "And the ones I do know of... some of them I don't know by name. And if you don't know somebody's name, you can't very well call the cops on them. Especially since the cops are probably who called in Lucinda in the first place, in your particular case... the conspiracy is pretty far-reaching."

"What conspiracy?" Melissa pressed. "What have we gotten ourselves into, exactly?"

"Your missing friends and relatives... they were abducted by the Sex Star," Lynn told her.

"Who's that?" Brooke asked.

"Not who. What," Lynn corrected. "It's a space station. The Commander -- I don't know his real name -- designed it so he can abduct women and force them to have sex with him."

"Sounds like something out of a bad sci-fi movie," Melissa said.

"Hey!" Amanda protested. "There's no such thing as bad sci-fi!"

Lynn directed her comments to Melissa, ignoring Amanda for the moment. "It's all true," she said. "They force the women they take to compete against each other, and the winner is offered a choice whether to stay or leave."

"A choice? Yeah, right. Like someone would actually choose to stay," Melissa said.

"There are numerous powerful aphrodisiacs in use aboard the Sex Star," Lynn said. "Their effects are cumulative... in other words, with enough exposure to them you never stop being horny. The entire purpose of the Sex Star's existence is to make women want to be raped. So yes, women actually choose to stay. Most of them do, in fact."

"But you didn't?" Amanda said.

Lynn regarded her with surprise for a moment, then said, "That's right. I chose freedom. How did you know I was on the Sex Star myself?"

"Just from the context of what you were saying," Amanda said. "As much as you seem to know, you're either a part of the conspiracy or one of its past victims. I was just hoping for the latter."

"Don't worry," Lynn said. "We're on your side." She formally introduced Jenny, the EMT, and her twin sister Janet, the driver... Melissa, Amanda, and Brooke took the opportunity to identify themselves for the record as well.

"We're here," Janet announced. Melissa leaned over her shoulder and looked out the front windows to see where 'here' was... the van was pulling into what looked to be an abandoned warehouse.

Melissa quickly realized that she had been right... it was an abandoned warehouse. Well, abandoned except for the four women who were waiting for them there. Lynn introduced the women.

Catherine had short hair like the twins, but it was brown instead of red. Her body type was similar to Amanda's -- very slender, but with nice big tits -- except she was a bit taller than Amanda, closer to Melissa's 5'9" height.

Stephanie was even taller than Catherine, standing around an even six feet with predictably amazing legs... she was about Lynn's age, but like Lynn her breasts were still perky and gravity-defying. Her brown hair matched her evenly tanned skin nicely.

Lisa was the same height as Stephanie, with curly black hair and paler skin. She had slightly larger breasts than Stephanie, but in a bit of a trade-off her legs, though nice, weren't quite as stunning.

Shawn had long, dark brown hair, a tan complexion like Stephanie's, and a curvy body with some of the biggest tits Melissa had ever seen, 38Es.

As Melissa watched, she noticed something. Jenny, Janet, Catherine, Stephanie and Shawn all had bulges growing at the front of their pants.

"What the..." Melissa started.

"Sorry," Stephanie said. "We can't help it. Beautiful women are difficult for us to not react to."

"But you have..." she couldn't get the last word out.

"Dicks!" Amanda finished for her. She looked just as stunned as Melissa... Brooke, however, was eyeing the bulges with undisguised lust and licking her lips.

"The Commander is turned off by the sight of naked men," Lynn said, "but it's the male form in general rather than the penis itself that he finds disgusting. So, he gave some women penises and had them serve as his crew. Over the years, several of them have had occasion to come back down to Earth at some point, usually on errands for The Commander. Some of them have been unable to control their urges, and have taken women. Either by force, or with consent where they could find it. When those women accidentally get pregnant, sometimes the babies wind up being dickgirls too."

"So they're all products of accidental pregnancies?" Melissa asked.

"Yes," Lynn said. "Catherine came to me first... I was just starting to write articles about objects in space that were hidden from our satellites and observatories, and she was a rather enthusiastic conspiracy theorist who latched on to me as a fan. After she tracked me down we started having sex, and eventually it occurred to me that if there were others like her we could use their existence to prove the existence of the Sex Star."

"And you could have more cock," Brooke pointed out. She wasn't being judgmental... her tone of voice suggested it was exactly what she would have done.

"Exactly," Lynn said. "So I put ads wherever I could, asking other women with Catherine's condition to come forward... Stephanie approached me first. I brought in a doctor friend -- Lisa here -- to do some tests and determine how different from normal women they were. Stephanie eventually seduced both myself and Lisa, so by the time the twins joined us," she indicated Jenny and Janet, "we were already used to having orgies. Shawn came last. Her parents gave her a boy's name because she had a penis, but she identified more as female so she grew her hair out and started showing off her fantastic breasts more once she got older."

"Those are the only dickgirls you found?" Amanda asked.

"Well, them and my daughter Erin," Lynn said. "Stephanie's baby. She went missing around the same time as the people you're searching for, and considering The Commander's track record with what are known as 'earthbound dickgirls' I figure she's been abducted too."

"How old is she?" Brooke asked.

"She just turned 18," Lynn replied. "Now, I'm going to let these dickgirls fuck me. You can join in if you want." She started removing her clothes as she spoke, and Lisa and the dickgirls quickly followed suit. Brooke stripped down as well, and asked the twins to make a sandwich out of her.

Melissa looked over at Amanda, who shrugged and started taking off her shirt. As always, the sight of her tits turned Melissa on, and she decided to strip as well and just let whatever happened happen.

Brooke was moaning enthusiastically as Jenny and Janet double-teamed her ass and pussy... Lynn had Stephanie's dick in her mouth, and Melissa noted with a mixture of fear, lust and awe that it was nearly 20 inches long.

Lisa had bent over a table to allow Shawn to take her from behind. That left Catherine. "Who wants me first?" the dickgirl asked.

"Fuck me in the ass while Amanda eats me out," Melissa told her.

Catherine readily complied, and about a minute later she moaned into Melissa's ear, "This feels so good, baby. Your asshole is so fucking tight!"

"Thank you," Melissa said, smiling.

Off to the side, Brooke came loudly and enthusiastically, gushing pussy juice all over Janet's cock... Stephanie came as well, splattering Lynn with the biggest cumshot Melissa had ever seen. It had to be 15 or 16 ounces, and seemed to go on forever. Stephanie screamed in pleasure the entire time.

Lisa's orgasm triggered Shawn's, and Lisa cried out in ecstasy again when she felt the dickgirl's cum flooding her pussy. Melissa's own orgasm wasn't far behind... Amanda's tongue was, as always, very talented, and the added sensations from the surprisingly gentle and pleasurable assfucking Catherine was giving her only made things more intense.

When Catherine felt Melissa cumming, she launched her spunk into Melissa's tight asshole. This only served to intensify Melissa's orgasm even further, and by the time she regained her senses she had soaked Amanda's entire face in pussy juice.

After Melissa dismounted, Amanda climbed onto Catherine and impaled her pussy on her still-hard cock, bucking up and down in her lap. Meanwhile, Melissa helped Brooke 'clean off' the dicks of Jenny, Janet and Shawn by sucking and licking all the pussy juice and semen off of them.

After they were cleaned off, Melissa and Brooke stroked them to orgasm, letting the dickgirls cum all over their faces and tits.

Then they watched in awe as Lisa took Stephanie's gargantuan cock in her pussy. The dickgirl managed to get about 14 inches in before bottoming out, and fucked Lisa pretty hard with it. Her big tits bounced with the force of Stephanie's thrusts.

Lynn was the next one to get double-teamed by the twins... Catherine ate Melissa's pussy while she fucked Brooke. Amanda found Shawn's pussy and started licking it, occasionally allowing her tongue to also tease the underside of the dickgirl's shaft. This dual stimulation caused Shawn to start cumming from both dick and pussy after only half a minute or so, and Amanda's face was plastered with a heavy load of mixed semen and pussy juice. Shawn thanked Amanda for the wonderful orgasm by aggressively going down on her, and about a minute later Amanda was cumming.

Brooke, with a fresh load of Catherine's cum in her own pussy, went over and licked Lisa's cunt clean of Stephanie's spunk. Stephanie had shot another impossibly huge load, and it poured out of Lisa's pussy and covered Brooke's face, neck and tits.

The orgy continued until well after night fell, and then the girls and their new friends finally fell, exhausted, into the beds that were in the back of the room, Brooke, Melissa and Amanda sharing one while Lynn, Stephanie and Catherine took another and Lisa, the twins and Shawn all curled up together on the third.



The Sex Star Ch. 07



"So what do we do now?" Katie asked, sounding a little panicked.

"We are so fucked," Brandi repeated.

"Quiet," Summer said. "I'm trying to think."

"Think?" Danielle said. "What's there to think about? We're locked in. There's only one thing we can do."

"We can't go into that forest," Shannon said. "Those things in there will catch us and eat us!"

"And that would really hurt my bowling average," Priscilla said.

"We're not going to get eaten," Leigh Ann said. "Don't you guys remember what The Commander said? 'There are also numerous creatures who live aboard the station, but they won't try to kill or injure you... they are only interested in sex.'"

"So everything in there wants to fuck us?" Katie said, sounding even more panicked now.

"Yeah, probably," Leigh Ann said. "You should probably let me take point. I have experience with this sort of thing. Well, not this sort of thing exactly, but woods."

The other girls all agreed, and fell in behind Leigh Ann. She slowly and cautiously led them into the forest.

"You know, it's actually kind of pretty," Shannon said, looking around at the vibrant green leaves and exotic flowering plants.

"Any of these could be the first thing that tries to fuck you," Summer reminded her.

"Ow!" Katie said suddenly, causing the other girls to jump. "Sorry," she said. "A mosquito bit me."

"Even in space, those things are a fucking pain in the ass," Priscilla said.

"Actually, it doesn't feel bad anymore," Katie told her. "It actually feels kind of good. Oh God, I need a cock inside me. Fuck me, Angela!"

The dickgirl swiftly and smoothly mounted Katie from behind, fucking her gently so it wouldn't be painful to her still-tight pussy. She reached around underneath the brunette girl to tease her clit with her fingers, maximing her lover's enjoyment of the situation. Katie moaned encouragingly.

"Well, now I'm horny too," Priscilla said as she watched the sexual display. Danielle knelt in front of her and started eating her out... Brandi, without being asked, went down on Shannon.

Angela screamed her pleasure as she filled Katie's pussy with cum... Katie's screams joined Angela's in an orgasmic chorus that eventually included Shannon and Priscilla.

Suddenly, semen rained down on the girls from above, covering them in hot, sticky cum... something had been masturbating up in the trees while it watched their orgy.

Whatever it was, it laughed as it plastered the girls' hair, faces and tits with spunk.

"I have a feeling we're gonna have to start getting used to that," Priscilla said.

"We can lick you off if you want," a female voice said.

The girls turned toward the speaker. She was tall and slender, with bouncy 36EEE breasts. She had green skin, as did all the other beautiful, well-endowed women -- about 20 of them in all -- accompanying her.

"Not to be rude or anything..." Summer started.

"That ship has fucking sailed," Shannon muttered.

"... but what are you?" Summer finished.

"We are dryads," the leader of the green-skinned women said.

"Well, that clears that up," muttered Priscilla, who had never heard of dryads before.

"Nature spirits," Summer explained. "There's one for every tree, at least in the Greek myth."

"They're not... dangerous, are they?" Katie asked nervously.

"Only if you disrespect or unnecessarily damage the plants and trees in their forest," Summer assured her.

"Okay, then," Katie said. "I'm okay with them licking us off if everybody else is."

The girls all agreed, and soon each of them was being serviced by at least two dryad mouths. Eventually, the dryads started eating them out... the girls came loud and hard, attracting the attention of yet more of the greenhouse's inhabitants. The dryads didn't stop licking the girls, making them cum over and over again, even as creatures mounted the dryads from behind and fucked them.

Priscilla got a good look at the creatures first. They were short, most of them between 3 and 4 feet, but had big dicks... each one was 9 or 10 inches long. Their pink skin made them look like newborn mice... or like the demons in the Doom games. That was what they reminded Priscilla of. Anatomically correct pink demons.

A dryad's pussy suddenly obstructed Priscilla's view. Cum drooled out of it, splattering onto her face in little droplets like a soft rain. She knew the dryad wanted her to lick her clean, and complied readily.

Priscilla felt a cock entering her pussy, and then one of the creatures was fucking her roughly. She heard Katie's moans of pleasure turn more pained and knew that at least one of her teammates was receiving the same treatment, but with the dryad's wetly orgasming pussy in her face she couldn't see anything.

The creatures flipped Priscilla over, while the dryads grabbed her and helped them restrain her. She saw now that all of the other girls were in the same position, and that each one had one of the pink creatures standing on each end of her body. Sure enough, Priscilla -- and the other girls -- got fucked in the mouth and pussy at the same time.

The creature fucking Priscilla's mouth came like a geyser, flooding her mouth to overflowing with sperm. It leaked out the corners of her mouth to cover her chin, cheeks and neck. From the other end, she was given an equally messy creampie.

By the time all of the pink creatures were finished with the girls, there wasn't a dry spot anywhere on their bodies... they were completely covered in cum. The dryads didn't offer to lick them off this time.

The girls walked further into the greenhouse, leaving a trail of sticky cum on the ground behind them. Summer furiously wiped at her glasses, but her hands were nearly as sperm-covered as the lenses so it only made matters worse.

"Here, let me," Leigh Ann said, taking Summer's glasses and swiping them on some leaves until they were relatively clean. She handed them back to her. "Better?"

Summer nodded. "Thanks," she said.

"No problem," Leigh Ann said.

"We can't trust any other women," Summer said.

"Why do you say that?" Priscilla asked.

"Because, those dryads orchestrated our gangbang back there intentionally. We have to assume that all of the women who live aboard the Sex Star, even the ones who don't have dicks, want to see us raped. And Team 2 is in direct competition with us, so they're no different."

"You're probably right," Danielle admitted. "Speaking of Team 2, I wonder what they're up to right now?"

Team 2 had, like Team 1 -- although unlike Team 1, they had so far managed to avoid the greenhouse -- started exploring the Sex Star further. This had caused them to find an entirely different variety of trouble.

The corridor they had entered was not like the others. This one had doors all the way up and down it on both sides, and unlike most of the other doors aboard the station the girls could see into the rooms beyond.

In fact, the doors were barred with metal and the rooms beyond looked like prison cells, only slightly more spacious and a little better decorated.

There were two or three beautiful women inside each cell. As the girls entered the corridor, the women all turned to look at them, many with expressions of eager anticipation. Then a door slammed down onto the floor behind the girls, and another one came down at the other end of the corridor. Then the pink gas flooded the cells, and the corridor outside them... and the cell doors all opened.

Within moments, all eight girls from Team 2 had women's mouths and/or fingers working their pussies, assholes and both of their nipples. The gas forced them to enjoy it, and a few minutes later each of them had cum.

The corridor was a neverending sea of bare female flesh, probably the biggest lesbian orgy that had ever occurred anywhere... there had to be over five hundred girls swarming over them, and each one seemed intent on individually making each member of Team 2 cum.

Other girls sat on their faces, making them lick pussies even as they were being licked, and Erin's cock got plenty of attention from the hungry mouths, pussies and even assholes of the girls from the cells. Sometimes, one of Erin's teammates would be tasked with licking her cum out of a girl's hole... one time, Erin had to clean up after herself and taste her own cum while another girl sucked her cock and a third licked her cunt. Erin screamed into the pussy of the girl sitting on her face as she came long and hard.

The existence of a ventilation system had given Lena an idea. Once the prisoners filed back into their cells and the cell doors closed, she led her team out of the corridor and said, "Erin, can you work up another erection?"

She nodded. "Dickgirls have no refractory period... our stamina is pretty much unlimited, as far as scientists have been able to determine."

"Good," Lena said. "Masturbate for me. Be as loud as you can, but don't be quick about it."

While Erin stroked her cock and moaned sexily in the background, Lena huddled together with the other girls and whispered, she hoped softly enough to avoid the audio pickups of the surveillance cameras, "Has the significance of the gas occurred to everyone else?"

"It takes the edge off," Kim said. "Makes us enjoy what's happening to us. It's the only shred of mercy our captors have shown so far."

Lena shook her head. "You're technically right," she said, "but you're missing my point. If they can pump gas out at us, that means there's a ventilation system. And if there are vents, we might be able to crawl through them and get out of here."

"Umm... I hate to be Captain Obvious, but we're in space," Stacey pointed out. "Once we're outside we'll die from explosive decompression."

"That's the other shred of mercy our captors have shown," Lorraine observed darkly. "They've given us a way out. A permanent one."

"Not necessarily," Lena said. "Think about it. Does the technology that the guy on the intercom was talking about actually exist? Is it even possible for it to be developed in the modern era?"

Stacey thought for a moment, then admitted, "Maybe not. What are you thinking, that this is all fake? Some psychological experiment or something?"

Lena nodded. "It's possible, right?"

Vicky pointed to Erin, who was still beating off a foot or so behind the girls. "Explain her, then."

"I can't," Lena said. "But virtual reality might be able to. Suppose this is all a video game?"

"So what are we talking about here?" Joy asked. "Crawling through the air vents?"

"Basically, yes," Lena said. "Don't worry, it's easy. I do it all the time."

"Maybe you do, but I've got a good four inches on you, and it'll be a tighter squeeze for someone my height," Joy said. "Not to mention someone with hips like Tina's."

The curvy brunette nodded. "I'd have a bit of trouble, I think," she admitted.

"So would me and Kim," Stacey joined in. "We've got roughly the same build, and our hips aren't that much narrower than Tina's."

"So just because we've got some fatties we can't escape?" Vicky objected harshly.

This comment was met with silence for a mere two seconds, then the deafening crack of palm meeting flesh at a high rate of velocity. Vicky staggered sideways a bit and glared at Joy, a trickle of blood running from one corner of her mouth... Tina left her hand raised, but balled it into a fist. "You want more?" she asked.

Vicky shook her head meekly.

"Then stop being such a fucking cunt," Tina said.

Lena looked to Joy. "You're our captain," she said. "What's your decision?"

"If we can't all go, then nobody does," Joy said.

Lena nodded. "It was just an idea. We'll find a better one."

"I know we will," Joy said. "Most of us are smart." She glared at Vicky, as if isolating her as the stupid one.

Vicky glared back with even greater intensity, but said nothing just in case Tina actually meant to punch her. In a few days you'll be gone, bitch, she thought as the girls reformed into a line and started walking further into the station.

She redirected her glare to Tina and added to herself, And then I'll see about getting rid of you, too.



The Sex Star Ch. 08



When Kayla woke up, it wasn't in the department store fitting room she had fallen asleep in. She was in a white room filled with bright flourescent light, almost like a hospital or something.

She tried to get up, and realized she had been immobilized... leather restraints bound her wrists and ankles, and another, larger strap encircled her torso just beneath her breasts, pushing them up and out invitingly while also leaving her unable to part with the surface of the table she was lying on.

"Hello, sexy," a beautifully accented female voice -- Mexican, she thought, or maybe Brazilian -- said. She could turn her head just enough to look at the speaker, and what she saw took her breath away.

The woman wasn't wearing anything, and that was the first thing that jumped out at her. The second thing that jumped out at her -- literally jumped out, as it extended quite far from her body and twitched with arousal every once in a while -- was her cock. It was long and thick and extremely hard, and precum leaked from the tip in a steady stream.

"You're beautiful," she breathed, her gaze traveling up the shemale's toned, athletic body to her perfectly shaped 34C tits, capped with puffy, dark brown nipples that looked like little Hershey's Kisses. She felt her pussy getting wet with anticipation of that cock being thrust inside it, and licked her lips as she thought about sucking and licking those delicious chocolate nipples.

"You enjoyed fucking Melissa and her friends?" the shemale asked.

"Oh, yes. They were amazing," Kayla said. "How do you know them?"

"I don't," the shemale said, and didn't elaborate. "How would you like to fuck them again? With your very own cock?"

It sounded impossible. But it also sounded awesome. Kayla felt her pussy spasm, and realized she was close to cumming and hadn't even been touched yet. "I would love that," she said.

"Then I have to put you back to sleep," the shemale said. "But I will come and visit you later, and we will have fun trying out your new organ."

Kayla nodded, then felt the back of her head hit the table lightly as anesthesia coursed through her body. A few moments later, the world went black.

While Kayla was being modified aboard the Sex Star, plans were being laid for one of Melissa's other friends. Henry Colon pocketed the syringe Gerda's messenger -- a petite, attractive female uniformed officer -- had given him, being careful not to break it or do anything else that would cause the cocktail of drugs inside to leak out.

The syringe's contents would not only knock his partner out, but cause her to feel uncontrollably horny when she woke up. One of the drugs also induced lactation, as the pretty officer had helpfully advised him.

Henry got in the car with his partner and smiled at her. Laura smiled back, completely unaware of what was going on. He waited for the best opportunity to inject her.

Kayla woke up with what was a completely new sensation for her... a throbbing erection. She smiled down at her new cock, admiring its length and fullness, its remarkably smooth texture, the shiny beads of precum forming at its tip.

She moaned as she took it in her hand and started to stroke her new appendage, sending unfamiliar but intensely pleasurable sensations through her body. Her jerking quickened in pace and her moans turned to screams as a sudden orgasm overtook her, forcing great sticky jets of cum from the tip of her dick.

The hot white liquid splattered up her body, coating her stomach and breasts liberally and depositing a few drops on her neck and chin, before her cock started to soften and the stream aimed downward. She shot the last few squirts of jizz on her thighs, and on the table she was sitting on.

The Latina Kayla had met earlier entered the room, wearing nothing but a big smile and a heaping helping of her own jizz. Apparently, she had been stroking her own cock to orgasm while watching Kayla's masturbation session through the surveillance system. "Having fun?" she asked in her incredibly sexy accent.

Kayla's cock was rock hard again in only a few seconds. "I love this thing," she said. "Thank you so much for giving it to me."

"Do you want me to suck it?"

"Oh, yes, please suck it, baby."

The Latina knelt before Kayla and teased the head of her cock with her tongue, licking around the sensitive tip and tasting her precum. Then her mouth engulfed the stiff member, and Kayla was lost in ecstasy.

It only took about a minute for her to launch a load of cum down the Latina's throat. The shemale took nearly all of it, swallowing a couple of times to prevent from drowning, only letting the last two squirts get on her pretty face.

"What's your name, sexy?" Kayla asked after recovering from her orgasm.

"Karina," the Latina replied.

"I'm Kayla."

"I know. We've been watching you for the better part of the past week."

"We?"

Shemales started filing into the room, which seemed, rather disorientingly, to expand in order to accomodate all of them. There had to be over a hundred. "All of us," Karina said. "And now, you suck our cocks."

"Is this the place?" Laura asked.

"This is where the tip said to go," Henry replied.

"It looks deserted," she observed.

"Well, you can't very well run a sex trafficking ring out of a factory that's still in use."

"Good point. You want the front door, or the back door?"

"I'll leave that up to Gerda," Henry said as he plunged the syringe into the back of Laura's neck and injected its contents into her.

"Ow! Who's Gerda?" Laura asked groggily, already starting to slump forward from the effects of the drugs.

"You'll find out soon enough," Henry replied as he caught her to keep her from injuring herself on the pavement, then dragged her inside the building.

As Kayla forced the last drop of cum out of the last shemale's cock, she thought that wherever here was, she was going to really enjoy it here. She had had dicks in her pussy and ass for most of the time she was sucking the dickgirls off, and had been brought to several glorious orgasms. Some of the shemales had even gone down on her.

Plus, this played right to one of her biggest fetishes... she had always loved being covered in cum, and had in fact begged all of the guys she dated to cum on her face. Most of them had loved this about her, but there was the odd prude who couldn't handle it. Not so with this crowd, where everyone wanted to deposit their seed on her cute young face.

Every time she came as a girl, she also came as a guy... while her pussy was spasming, her dick shot cum all over the floor and the shemales. Not that any of them seemed to mind being covered in cum any more than she did.

"Where am I?" she asked.

"The Sex Star," Karina replied. "Come with me, I'll take you to The Commander and he'll answer all of your questions."

Laura awoke strapped to a table. It was one of those adjustable tables that allows the person strapped to it to achieve a near-sitting position, which is the position Laura had been placed in.

She was naked, and could feel the wetness of her arousal between her spread-eagled legs. Someone had shaved off her remaining pubic hair... she kept it trimmed, but not bald. Apparently her captors wanted it bald.

She could feel something else, too... a warm, sticky wetness on and just below her breasts. At first she thought someone had cum on her, but then she realized that her nipples were leaking milk at a steady dribble. Weird... she had never lactated before.

A nude woman approached. Well, not quite a woman. There was a dick between her legs. It was maybe 8 or 9 inches long, but fairly thick so still good-sized. Precum leaked steadily from the tip of it.

She was beautiful, at any rate. Long black hair and matching eyes -- the darkest eyes Laura had ever seen -- topped a killer body with 36D breasts, curvy hips and shapely legs. Without introduction or preamble, she thrust her cock into Laura's pussy and started fucking her.

It was only then that she spoke... from the time she started to the time she came loudly and enthusiastically, she called Laura names like "slut", "cunt", and "whore" in a sexy Russian accent.

It turned Laura on for some reason. She found that she liked the degrading and humiliating aspects, and was getting closer and closer to cumming herself. Gerda's spunk flooding her pussy set her off on a chain reaction of explosive multiple orgasms, and she was squirting by the time she was finished.

Her tits squirted, too... great streams of milk jetted forth from both nipples, splattering all over both Laura and her rapist.

A cock had been inserted into her mouth during one of her screams of pleasure, and now she happily sucked it. It wasn't until he pulled out and came all over her face that she realized she had been sucking off her partner, Henry.

Gerda -- the shemale had to be Gerda -- raised Laura up off the chair a little bit, elevating her ass, then plunged her cock into her tight asshole.

Laura had never much cared for anal before, especially as mercilessly hard as Gerda was giving it to her, but for some reason today she liked it. She found herself moaning in lust, and when another cock was presented to her mouth she took it eagerly. Somebody else, who had apparently been jerking off while they watched, shot a load of creamy jizz all over her tits.

Gerda's cum inside her asshole triggered another series of powerful orgasms for Laura, and the vibrations from her attempts to moan around the third cock in her mouth made the shemale orally raping her pump a load of cum down her throat.

It was a bigger load than Laura had expected, and she choked, causing cum to pour back out of her mouth and down her chin and neck. Some of it wound up on her tits.

With Gerda having finished christening her lower holes, the orgy was on now in a bigger way. Anyone who wanted to fuck Laura could take any of her holes any way they wanted, and as she proved more and more willing the restraints were loosened and eventually removed entirely. They put her in a variety of positions, all of which she enjoyed, and fucked all three of her holes until they were raw, sore and overflowing with cum.

She noted with no small amount of pleasure that Henry was one of only a couple of actual men there... most of her molesters were chicks with dicks, like Gerda. Laura had always preferred women, so she found the shemales -- beautiful and feminine, but also able to give her the fucking she so strongly desired -- very exciting.

They guided Laura to a kneeling position and gathered around her in a circle, all stroking their cocks. Cum rained down on her from all directions, and she opened her mouth to catch what was hitting her from the front. She had started to really like the way it tasted.

Everybody except for Gerda and a couple of the other shemales got dressed and left after that. Gerda picked up a strange contraption off of a nearby storage container and spoke into it. "Four to beam up," she said.

Laura, who had seen some Star Trek in her time, almost started laughing. Then she blinked, and when her eyes opened she was in another place.

Karina led Kayla through the Sex Star, taking the elevators up to the bridge. Each elevator would only go up one level, and each time they got on an elevator it would dose them with a pink gas that Karina explained was an aphrodisiac to make them fuck each other. As if Kayla needed any further motivation to fuck Karina, or any of the other dickgirls.

The bridge was filled with dickgirls, presumably crew members, as well as a few naked women without dicks. The sole male occupant was not bad-looking, but not what Kayla would have called handsome either. His cock was what really stood out... it was the nicest one Kayla had ever seen, a good 15 inches long. A gorgeous blond slave girl, one of the most beautiful women Kayla had ever seen, was rubbing this magnificent cock between her huge, 36EE tits.

With a grunt of pleasure, the man Kayla assumed to be The Commander shot his load... all over the lucky blond girl. The force and volume of his cumshot was unrivaled by any other that Kayla had ever seen, and soaked his target from head to toe. In some places, the cum lay on her so thick that you couldn't tell there was flesh beneath... she looked like a human-shaped blob of spunk.

Kayla orgasmed herself when she saw this, dropping to her knees with a lustful moan and shooting her own cum all over the floor. After she was finished, a slave girl hurried over and started cleaning up her jism with her tongue, licking it off the floor. 

"Oh, can I please suck your cock?" Kayla begged, dropping to her knees before her new master.

"What is your name, slut?" he asked.

"Kayla," she replied.

"I would be glad to have your mouth on my cock, Kayla."

Kayla smiled, then wasted no time getting as much of The Commander's dick into her mouth as she could. She sucked and licked and used her hands on the shaft to milk the cum out, trying to make him shoot his load for her as quickly as possible.

When it happened, it was glorious. She moaned and shuddered uncontrollably as she bathed in the fountain of semen, rubbing it all over her body and cumming over and over again. She thought she would probably never feel this good again as long as she lived.

Finally, her master's cum stopped flowing and the shower ended. She groaned, not wanting it to be over so soon. Then, there was a commotion off to the right. She turned to look, wiping cum out of her eyes so she could see.

A trio of shemales had just arrived with a new slave girl. It looked like she had already been well-fucked, as her face and tits were covered in cum and a steady stream of the fluid was leaking from her pussy and covering her thighs. "I volunteer to lick her off if she needs it," Kayla said.

Laura looked around after her eyes adjusted to the suddenly increased light. "There are more of you?" she asked Gerda, sounding pleased at the prospect.

"There are thousands of us," Gerda replied. "And we're all going to get a turn fucking you eventually."

Laura shivered in pleasure at her words, then meekly let Gerda lead her over to the man on the thronelike chair in the middle of the room.

"Master, I have a new slut for you to enjoy," Gerda said. Laura would have objected to being called a slut, but when she really thought about it she kind of was. She had just cum more than a dozen times from being raped repeatedly, and now at the idea of experiencing this man's enormous cock her pussy was juicing up again.

"You're Laura Fuller, aren't you?" the man said.

Laura blinked in surprise. "Yes. How did you know that?"

"We see everything up here. I know all the sexy women by name." He paused, reflecting for a moment. "Your skills make you ill-suited for slavery," he finally said. "Gerda, take her to Dr. Wang for transformation. She is to become part of my crew."

Gerda nodded, and led Laura away. Kayla watched their sexy asses for a few moments, then turned back to The Commander. "Any chance you could work up another load?" she asked him. "I'm hungry again."



The Sex Star Ch. 09



"What do you think the chances are of us being rescued?" Brandi asked as the girls continued moving through the greenhouse.

"I think we'll be stuck in these woods for months," Summer said.

"As usual, way to be positive, Summer," Shannon muttered.

"That's not what I meant, anyway," Brandi said. "I meant, rescued from the Sex Star. I mean, cops have to be looking for us. Most of us have a lot of friends and relatives back home who would worry if we suddenly disappeared."

"What could cops really do, though?" Danielle pointed out. "I mean, we're in space."

"Maybe there are space cops?" Shannon suggested.

"Don't be an idiot," Summer said.

"What the fuck is your problem, bitch?" Shannon snapped.

"I'm sorry," Summer said. "I've been told I come off too harsh sometimes, but you have to bear with me. I have Asperger's Syndrome."

"Is it contagious?" Shannon asked.

Summer rolled her eyes, but managed not to say anything.

Meanwhile, Team 2 continued to advance further into the Sex Star. "I wonder what that prison area was," Kim said. "Were those girls being punished or something?"

"Nah," Lena said. "Probably just standard slave quarters. Otherwise they wouldn't have opened the doors... you can trust slaves to go back behind bars of their own accord, but you can't trust convicts to do the same."

"So they just have the bars for their door and that's it? No privacy?" Lorraine looked disturbed by this.

"The entire purpose of this station is sexual degradation," Vicky pointed out. "A little voyeurism goes a long way toward completely breaking a woman."

"She's right," Erin said. "I feel I'm qualified to speak from the male perspective, and I got pretty turned on looking at those naked women. Even the ones who weren't doing anything, and even before they hit us with the gas."

Tina nodded. "Speaking from the lesbian perspective -- although technically I'm bi -- Erin's right. It was hot watching those girls. I imagine crew members stop by that corridor and jerk off in front of the cells all the time." The thought made her pussy wet, and she saw Erin's cock stiffen as well.

"So this is what awaits us if we get voted off?" Lorraine said. "No privacy at all?"

"It's not like we have privacy now," Kim pointed out, gesturing toward a camera mounted up on the wall.

Lorraine sighed defeatedly. "I guess not," she said.

Team 1 had traveled a fair bit further into the greenhouse. Occasionally, something in the trees would splatter cum on them from above... however, they had yet to actually see any more of the greenhouse's inhabitants.

Now, however, they had come to a thicket. It was an impassable wall of brambles, stretching as far as the eye could see in either direction and too tall to climb over, as well.

There was no choice but to go through. Thorns pricked the girls over and over again, and each time they got hornier... the thorns were injecting some sort of aphrodisiac into their bodies. Their pussies were dripping steadily, and Angela's rock-hard dick was leaking precum nonstop, by the time they emerged on the other side of the thicket.

Shannon and Angela immediately started masturbating... Brandi took Angela's hands away from her cock and sat down on it instead, inserting its whole length into her pussy with one downward thrust.

Danielle straddled Shannon's face and got eaten out by the blond while she fingered herself; Priscilla and Leigh Ann got into a 69 position and started licking each other.

Katie and Summer locked their pussies together in a scissors position, and started humping each other. The moans of the 8 women got louder and louder as their orgasms got closer, and curious woodland creatures started to approach them again.

Even though the animals' bodies were arranged in such a way as to be familiar -- the girls could identify canine, feline, porcine and even ursine species -- they were most certainly not earthly animals, with features sometimes so alien it was obvious they were extraterrestrial rather than simply genetically modified.

The one feature that all of them had in common, Danielle noted after her and Shannon had cum, was that their dicks were all huge.

As each of the girls came down from their orgasmic high and noted the presence of the creatures, they reacted with lust rather than revulsion... the aphrodisiac in the brambles was still working on them, and they were going to be willing participants in what was about to occur.

Soon, each girl had a huge cock in her mouth and each of her hands, and had been mounted from behind in either the ass or the pussy as well. All of the creatures deposited huge cumshots in or on the girls, but the piglike ones were the worst... they shot what seemed like at least 5 gallons of jizz, completely covering the girls even when the cumshot started on the inside.

Eventually, what must have been every animal in the forest, as well as several of the pink creatures the girls had encountered earlier and a couple of dryads who engaged in further lesbian sex with them, had had a turn with the girls. They lay there facedown in the grass and leaves, exhausted and thoroughly soaked in cum.

"So," Summer finally said after taking a couple minutes to catch her breath, "how many different kinds of aphrodisiac are there on this station?"

"I don't know," Priscilla said. "It does seem like those brambles contained a different one, though. And that mosquito that bit Katie and made her horny..."

Katie nodded, confirming that the effects of that particular drug had indeed been different from the gas or the brambles. When she moved her head, droplets of cum flew off her face and splattered everywhere.

"So are we still on the path?" Brandi asked.

"Yep," Leigh Ann said.

"Let's go before something else decides to fuck us, then," Brandi said.

The girls kept marching toward what they hoped was an exit on the other side of the greenhouse.

It eventually became apparent that Erin's erection wasn't going to go down on its own... Team 2 had had to stop so that Tina could let the dickgirl fuck her. After both girls had cum, they resumed walking.

Eventually, they came to a door. After they stepped through it, it closed and locked behind them. "What the fuck?" Tina asked, looking around at the forest spreading out before the girls, extending as far as the eye could see in all directions.

"I have a bad feeling about this," Stacey said.



The Sex Star Ch. 10



Laura's new appendage stiffened again as she was introduced to the other members of the away team. She wondered when she was going to get used to having a cock.

Dr. Wang, the pretty Asian dickgirl who had attached the penis to her body, had made sure it worked properly by sucking cum out of it repeatedly, leaving Laura quivering in a state of extreme orgasmic bliss.

Now, every time she saw a hot girl -- or dickgirl -- her cock sprang to life. Several times when this happened, complete strangers had gone down on her... apparently, dicks weren't allowed to remain hard for very long aboard the Sex Star.

The girl standing next to her -- a pretty young brunette with blond highlights -- noticed the bulge in the crotch of Laura's pants (since the dickgirls were going back down to Earth, they had been given clothing temporarily). She deftly unzipped her and sucked Laura off to a glorious orgasm, swallowing all of her load.

"Thank you," she said. "I'm Laura."

"I know," the other girl said. "We weren't formally introduced before, but I was there when you were first brought in. My name's Kayla."

"Who are the others?"

"I think Karina's going to do the introductions," Kayla replied, gesturing to a busty Hispanic dickgirl.

Sure enough, Karina rattled off the names of each dickgirl, including Laura and Kayla. Laura had already met Gerda, but the others were all new to her: Kristy, a gorgeous blond with a perfect body; Tracy and Cindy, identical twins with long brown hair and very large breasts; Sheralyn, a tall, leggy black girl whose massive erection seemed to go halfway down her leg; Becky, a raven-haired beauty with a curvy figure; Angie, a mischievous-looking redhead with a body similar to Kristy's; Carrie, a busty blond who had the look of a clueless bimbo about her; Alison, another blond but this time with somewhat smaller breasts and a slightly more intelligent look; Heather, a tanned brunette with the same tall, slender, leggy body type as Sheralyn; Tammy, a shorter blond with a great ass; Tiffany, who looked like she might be Heather's shorter, bustier sister; Melina, an older brunette woman with massive breasts, quite possibly the biggest Laura had ever seen; Tara, a blond who looked like a supermodel; Yoko, a pretty Asian girl; and Christa, who had shiny black hair and a cute, angelic face.

"We'll be meeting some other dickgirls on the ground," Gerda said, taking over as speaker while Karina joined the other members of the away team. The cute Latina smiled at Laura, who felt her cock twitch again and lost track of what Gerda was saying.

The transition back to Earth was abrupt... there was no shuttle taking the girls down, they just reappeared back on the surface suddenly.

There were about a dozen more dickgirls in the room in which they appeared... Laura didn't catch many names, but realized that most of them were Russian and there were a couple she probably wouldn't ever be able to pronounce.

Henry was there as well, along with a uniformed officer Laura recognized from the precinct but could only identify by her last name. Now she realized that that name, Cummings, held extra significance.

They piled into plain, unmarked vans and drove off toward the abandoned warehouse they were there to raid.

"So are you an EMT too?" Amanda asked Janet. They were eating lunch. It was the third day after they had joined Lynn's group.

Janet laughed. "No, I leave the touchy-feely stuff to my sister." She didn't elaborate.

"Janet's skills lie in... other areas," Lynn added.

"Like what?" Amanda persisted.

"Let's just say if they had sent me to shoot you, I wouldn't have missed," Janet said.

"Vehicles approaching," Shawn announced. She was sitting in front of a bank of video monitors, watching the footage from the security cameras Lynn had placed around the hideout.

"Jenny, get everyone to the van. Janet, Shawn, you're with me." Lynn got up, unlocked a metal cabinet and pulled what looked like a machine gun out of it. Janet and Shawn grabbed similar weapons.

Jenny pulled out a handgun and gestured with it. "This way," she said.

Melissa and her friends followed Jenny, Catherine, Lisa and Stephanie to the garage area and got into the van. Catherine put the keys in the ignition, then froze. "We can't go that way," she said.

"What do you mean?" Melissa asked.

"There are too many of them."

"How could you possibly know that?" Melissa pressed.

"Catherine's psychic," Lisa said. "She gets flashes sometimes. If she says we'll be surrounded if we try to exit that way, she's probably right."

"Psychic? Yeah, right," Melissa said.

"I'd bend a spoon for you or something, but there's really no time for that right now," Catherine shot back.

Up toward the front of the warehouse, gunfire erupted.

Lynn, Janet and Shawn pelted the vans down in the street with bullets. Janet even managed to break a front passenger-side window and hit the dickgirl beyond it in the neck; blood now stained the front door on that side.

One of the vans pulled around to face away from the incoming gunfire, then its back doors opened and an RPG flew out. The girls were forced to take cover as the wall that had previously been in front of them collapsed.

Another explosion occurred at the back of the warehouse, and Lynn turned to look. Women -- some of whom she recognized as Sex Star dickgirls -- were pouring in through the hole in the wall and converging on her friends from behind.

Jenny, Stephanie and Lisa got out and started firing, pinning the dickgirls down behind whatever cover they could find inside the warehouse. Melissa launched herself at a dickgirl who had been slower to retreat than the others, knocking her to the floor. The impact knocked her weapon out of her hand, and Melissa seized it and slammed the butt of the gun against the side of her head as hard as she could. Something crunched audibly inside the dickgirl's head, as if Melissa had broken a bone or two; the dickgirl made no move to get back up.

Another dickgirl popped out from behind cover and shot Melissa in the chest. Amanda panicked at first, but quickly realized Melissa was still moving around, and the redhead's cries sounded more like pleasure than pain.

"The weapons aboard the Sex Star are geared toward incapacitating people rather than killing them," Lisa explained to Brooke and Amanda. "She'll keep cumming uncontrollably until she passes out."

Jenny shot the dickgirl who had brought down Melissa. The spray of blood and the unquestionably final sound of her body hitting the floor left no doubt that Jenny's weapon was made to kill rather than to incapacitate.

The dickgirls returned fire, battering the side and rear of the van with shots from both real guns and orgasm guns. One of the orgasm guns hit Lisa, who fell to the floor and started writhing and moaning at Amanda's feet.

Shawn and Janet suddenly appeared in front of the girls, fighting back to back. Janet's incredibly well-aimed shots kept the dickgirls that Jenny had been shooting at pinned down behind cover, and Jenny reversed the direction of her firing to shoot at the same targets as Shawn.

Brooke got hit with one of the orgasm guns, then Shawn went down as well. Jenny staggered sideways, wiping blood out of her left eye... Shawn had been hit with a real bullet. Amanda could see the exit wound, only partially concealed by her hair, on the back of her head.

With a scream of rage, Amanda grabbed Shawn's gun and emptied it in the general direction of the attack that had killed her. She saw two dickgirls go down, one for good with a bullet lodged in her throat, but the man who had killed Shawn -- she realized with a shock that it was Detective Colon -- managed to evade her fire and duck behind cover.

Amanda spun around to see Lynn and Stephanie convulsing on the floor, in the throes of powerful orgasms... cum was leaking steadily from the bottom of Stephanie's pants leg, staining her shoes and the floor. Janet was nowhere to be seen.

"I'm out!" Jenny announced from beside her, stowing her empty gun in the waistband of her jeans.

Catherine's pistol clicked ominously. "Me, too."

"What do we do now?" Amanda asked.

"We surrender," Catherine said.

Amanda, Catherine and Jenny walked around the side of the van with their hands in the air. While four of the dickgirls held guns on them, the other attackers removed the clothing of the unconscious girls and started violating them.

The dickgirls who had hung back with Amanda made her, Catherine and Jenny strip, then one of them nudged Amanda with the butt of her gun. "On your knees," she ordered.

Amanda complied, kneeling before the dickgirl, who pulled out her cock and ordered Amanda to suck it. While she sucked the dickgirl off, one of the other dickgirls commanded Catherine to mount Amanda and fuck her from behind... Jenny was made to stroke her cock in front of Catherine's face while she watched the fucking.

The dickgirl made Amanda swallow much of her load, but did save enough to liberally cover her face. Jenny sprayed cum all over Catherine shortly thereafter, and that triggered Catherine's orgasm and made her flood Amanda's pussy.

While Catherine sucked off the next dickgirl, Jenny was made to lick Amanda's pussy clean. Then Amanda sucked off the third dickgirl, while Jenny fucked her and Catherine came all over Jenny's face and big tits. Then Jenny sucked off the fourth dickgirl while Catherine licked the cum out of Amanda's pussy.

Jenny, Catherine and Amanda were made to lick all the holes of the unconscious girls clean, then the dickgirls tied everyone up.

Melissa awoke to the sensation of cold air making her bare nipples hard and something sticky drying on her face and tits. She tried to move, but realized she was tied to a chair, her arms and legs restrained.

She looked around. All the rest of her friends, except for Shawn and Janet -- she hoped they had gotten away -- were in a similar predicament. All their clothes had been removed, as had her own.

Someone slapped her in the face with a dick. She looked up to see that it was Kristy, the captain of her cheerleading team. Not only was there a penis between the gorgeous blond's legs now, but her tits had been enlarged as well... they were now 34Gs, a full three cup sizes bigger than Melissa's. "Suck it," Kristy said.

Melissa had to admit, Kristy's new body turned her on in spite of the circumstances. She took the dick into her mouth without complaint, and sucked until she was rewarded with a big gush of hot cum down her throat. Kristy pulled back and decorated her face and hair with the last few squirts. "I'm gonna make you my bitch," she declared.



The Sex Star Ch. 11



Team 1 emerged into a clearing to find another group of 8 girls standing before them, looking around at the forest. "I have a bad feeling about this," the bespectacled one said.

"You should," Summer informed her as she strode past Team 2 and tried the door. Sure enough, it had locked behind the second group of girls. She walked back over to stand with her teammates.

A tall, leggy girl with a nice, natural-looking tan broke off from the rest of Team 2 and walked over to Team 1, extending her hand. "I'm Joy," she said.

Priscilla took a few steps forward and shook hands with her. "Priscilla," she introduced herself.

Everyone got to know everyone else after the two captains broke the ice. Then Leigh Ann gestured with her gun and said, "Exit's that way."

"Through the forest?" Vicky asked, sounding worried.

"Don't worry, Leigh Ann's an excellent woods guide," Priscilla said.

"I've not experienced much nature," Vicky said.

"Ain't nothin' natural about this place," Leigh Ann muttered.

"Still, I... I work in a skyscraper," Vicky said.

"Good for you," Tina said, slapping Vicky on the rear. "Now move your ass."

Vicky glared at her, but started walking after Team 1.

The brambles were the first obstacle the girls faced. Even after being warned by the other team what it was that they did, the members of Team 2 were surprised just how horny they got.

Erin immediately grabbed Tina and started fucking her after they were out of the thicket, and Priscilla did the same to Angela, bouncing up and down on the dickgirl's cock and riding her for all she was worth.

Summer very shyly approached Stacey, who helped the redhead get over her shyness by passionately kissing and groping her. Soon enough, they were fingering each other in addition to kissing.

Shannon started eating Joy out, Danielle went down on Lorraine, Kim licked Leigh Ann, Brandi ate out Vicky and Lena serviced Katie. After each girl who was being licked had cum, they switched positions with their partners and made sure they were satisfied too.

As the girls recovered from their orgasms, they looked around to get their bearings and saw what Team 1 had seen previously... a large number of woodland creatures with big, hard cocks. The girls, still horny from the brambles, eagerly made sure that each dick was well taken care of... then, drenched in cum, they continued on through the forest.

"There are going to be some dryads next," Summer informed the members of Team 2.

"Dryads? Cool," Stacey said.

"That's what I thought, too. But they're not on our side," Summer said. "We should decline any offers they make, unless we want to get fucked again."

Something -- or multiple somethings -- crashed toward them through the underbrush. "I thought dryads would be stealthier than that," Stacey remarked.

"That sounds too big to be dryads," Leigh Ann said, turning and pointing her gun in the direction of the noises. The other girls all followed suit.

Something off behind the treeline -- but very close to the path -- squealed in what sounded like mortal agony. Then a woman emerged from the trees, holding a long, thin white object that was sharp on its bloodstained end in her right hand. She was medium height, lean and athletic, with curly brown hair, sharp and watchful hazel eyes and C-cup breasts, and wore what appeared to be a loincloth. She placed the butt of her makeshift spear on the ground and leaned on it, but her positioning would tell those who had combat experience that she was anything but relaxed or complacent.

"Who are you?" Leigh Ann demanded, not lowering her weapon.

"My name's Sarah," the woman said. "I used to be on Team 2."

"No you didn't," Lorraine said. "I'm on Team 2, and all our members are present and accounted for."

Summer winced, but resisted the urge to yell at Lorraine for ending a sentence with a preposition.

"I said I used to be on Team 2," Sarah said. "60 years ago."

"There's no way you're that old," Joy said. "You look my age!"

"People age slower here," Sarah explained. "I think it's because they want to keep us beautiful as long as they can. Jimmy, you can come out now. They aren't going to hurt you."

A teenage boy walked out of the woods, holding a smaller, but no less lethal-looking spear. Like Sarah, he was wearing what appeared to be a loincloth fashioned from animal hide.

Several of the girls attempted to cover their nudity in response to the male presence, even though Jimmy didn't appear to really notice. Perhaps he was desensitized to female nudity, considering the place where he lived.

"Now, about how old would you say my son is?" Sarah asked.

The girls all gave their answers, the most popular one being 14.

"Jimmy is 51 years old," Sarah informed them. "The Sex Star's anti-aging features -- whatever they might be -- slowed his development." She didn't mention that her breasts weren't always the size they were now -- while on the Sex Star, 'pregnancy boobs' were a permanent condition once one became pregnant -- or that she had never stopped lactating, even after Jimmy was weaned. She was hoping she could prevent any of them from being knocked up.

"So why should we trust you?" Leigh Ann pressed. She was one of the few girls who hadn't lowered her weapon, along with Lorraine, Danielle, Lena and Vicky.

"Because I don't want you to have to stay," Sarah said. "In case you haven't noticed, this isn't exactly an ideal place for a woman to be. Your dickgirls might fare a little better, but they won't exactly enjoy their time here either... I imagine that being the low dickgirl on the totem pole really sucks."

"But if only one of us can leave..." Summer started.

"That's not necessarily true," Sarah said. "Keep working together. Don't let them turn you into each other's enemies, you've got enough enemies already."

"Speaking of enemies, where are these dryads that Summer mentioned?" Tina asked.

"They're afraid of me," Sarah said, gesturing vaguely but quite meaningfully with her spear. "They've probably moved deeper into the forest... I doubt you'll have to worry about them. Jimmy and I will make sure you have a clear shot to the exit."

Sure enough, no creatures bothered the girls for the rest of their time in the greenhouse. Every once in a while, something would bellow or screech in the woods, but the noises only sounded pained a couple of times... the other times they just sounded really far away and completely unrelated to the girls.

"The creatures probably attack the dryads," Summer stated as the thought occurred to her. "We might be able to turn that to our advantage if we ever find ourselves back here." The door into the greenhouse looked exactly the same as all the other doors aboard the station... it was fairly likely that they would accidentally wind up returning.

Priscilla turned back to Sarah and, on the spur of the moment, kissed her. Sarah did not resist, and after a couple of seconds started kissing back. After about a minute of making out, Priscilla reluctantly pulled away. "Thank you," she said.

"Hey! I helped, too," Jimmy pointed out.

"Yes, you certainly did," Tina said, pulling him close and kissing him, not even minding that much when he started groping her breasts.

But Sarah minded... she pushed Tina back with the butt of her spear.

"Hey, no fair!" Jimmy pouted.

Sarah ignored him, pulling Tina off to the side. "He's still a virgin," she whispered as the other girls moved closer to listen. "You can, no doubt, see why I would want to keep it that way as long as I can."

It occurred to Stacey first. "You don't want him to be like The Commander," she said.

"Actually, I'm worried that he'll be worse than The Commander," Sarah said. "Having lived through 5 decades of atrocities... if the temptation proves to be too much and he does go bad, he's already got a pretty good idea how to go about it. He can build on and improve already existing forms of evil and make everything even worse."

It was a sobering thought, and it was met with a full minute of silence before Priscilla finally spoke. "If we can prevent that happening, we will."

Sarah nodded her thanks, looking overcome with emotion. She slapped the panel on the wall, and the door whooshed open, allowing the girls to exit the greenhouse finally. Joy turned back around to ask Sarah and Jimmy whether they wanted to come with, but there was nobody there... they had already disappeared into the trees.

As the door whooshed shut, each of the girls felt a strange sensation of being in two places at once, and then they weren't in the first place anymore. Somehow, they had been moved to elsewhere in the station, and separated back into their constituent teams again.

They looked around. The room they had been transported to appeared to be some sort of arena. There were stands filled with cheering dickgirls, many of whom were already stroking their cocks. "I have a bad feeling about this," Stacey said.



The Sex Star Ch. 12



Melissa looked around again. Her cheerleading teammates were all here, except Brandi. Kayla, the salesgirl from the department store, was here as well. So were Detectives Fuller and Colon.

She knew for a fact that Kayla and the cheerleaders had not had dicks before today.

Some of the dickgirls were stroking their cocks over Lynn and the others while they were restrained and helpless, and occasionally one of them would moan or scream and launch a load of cum into their target's face or cleavage.

Jenny, Catherine and Stephanie were rock-hard in spite of themselves, turned on against their will by the proceedings. Kayla didn't help this predicament when she started sucking Stephanie's cock. She reached up and took the other two dickgirls in her hands, stroking them while she deepthroated Stephanie.

The three dickgirl captives came at almost the same time, showering Kayla from both sides while also giving her a huge mouthful to swallow. She drank greedily from Stephanie's massive member, only getting a little bit of the spunk on her face and chest while most of it went right down her throat.

"Now, hopefully you're more inclined to cooperate with us after that," the Russian dickgirl who appeared to be in charge said. "Where did your friend Janet go?"

"If she doesn't want to be found, you'll never find her," Jenny said, her lip curling upward slightly in a contemptuous sneer.

Gerda's eyes passed over the other girls... Catherine ignored her, fixated on one of the other dickgirls. She was staring so hard at the ebony beauty -- Sheralyn from the cheerleading squad, Melissa realized -- that it appeared she was trying to melt her with her gaze. For her part, Sheralyn had a dazed look on her face and was holding her gun loosely with the barrel pointed at the floor, unlike the other dickgirls who were alert and at full attention.

Melissa returned Gerda's gaze with a death glare of her own, refusing to acknowledge her verbally at all. She was pleased to see the others follow suit.

Gerda rolled her eyes at the display of defiance. "All right, perhaps you need more... motivation." One of the dickgirls got her a chair, and Gerda sat down in it. Then she glanced at Brooke. "Bring her to me," she said.

Brooke was untied from the chair, but then her arms were restrained with rope again -- bound in front of her this time -- and her feet were also tied together. The two dickgirls who had grabbed her laid her across Gerda's lap with her perfect ass pointing upward slightly. Gerda wasted no time in raining blows down on that ass, giving Brooke one of the most brutal spankings Melissa had ever observed firsthand.

Brooke's moans of lust intensified with the force of the blows, and even from a couple of feet away Melissa could see the juices running out of her pussy and down Gerda's legs. Gerda grew increasingly frustrated that Brooke was enjoying herself, and kept hitting her harder and harder... which made Brooke enjoy herself more and more, in an endless sadomasochistic loop.

Finally, Brooke screamed out her orgasm and showered Gerda's lower body with great gushing spurts of pussy juice. Her thrashing got so out of control that Gerda lost her grip, and Brooke fell from the dickgirl's lap and onto the floor, where she lay panting and shuddering with aftershocks from what was apparently a very intense amount of pleasure.

Jenny laughed, and Gerda glared at her. "You're next, bitch," she said, gesturing to the dickgirls to untie Jenny and bring her over.

A gunshot rang out, followed closely by a second. One of the building's windows shattered, and one of the dickgirls moving to get Jenny went down with blood spraying from the bullet hole in her neck. The other shot struck Henry Colon in the forehead, killing him instantly.

"You wanted to know where Janet was," Jenny said. "There's your answer."

Gerda glanced to a Hispanic-looking dickgirl. "Karina, take a team and go get that bitch. Make sure she suffers before she dies."

Karina nodded and took Kayla, Laura and a uniformed police officer Melissa vaguely recalled glimpsing at the precinct the day she had met Laura for the first time, but couldn't put a name to.

Gerda raised a handgun of her own and pressed it against Jenny's forehead. She turned toward the window and said, moving her mouth very clearly so Janet could read her lips through her sniper scope, "Give up, or your sister dies."

The window in front of Gerda exploded in a shower of glass, and a bullet ripped through the dickgirl's arm just above the wrist. Her hand went limp, and the gun fell from it. Gerda, nursing her apparently nerve-damaged arm, scrambled for cover before another shot could be fired in her direction.

"Kill them all!" Gerda snapped, and the dickgirls raised handguns and prepared to fire. Several things happened at once; first, Sheralyn snapped out of her daze and fired her orgasm gun into the nearest dickgirl, who dropped her weapon and collapsed to the floor screaming in pleasure. Several of the dickgirls turned their weapons on Sheralyn in response to this, at which point some of the other cheerleaders -- Tracy, Cindy and Carrie -- fired their orgasm guns into former allies as well.

While the confused dickgirls, who were quickly losing unit cohesion, tried to figure out just who the fuck they were supposed to be shooting at, Gerda picked her gun back up in her good hand and started to rise. Which was when Catherine revealed that her wrists had been free this whole time, and slapped the gun away again while grabbing Gerda's hair with her other hand and driving her face forcefully against Jenny's chair a couple of times.

Jenny managed to scoot her chair around enough so that when Catherine brought Gerda's face down a third time, she planted it right in Jenny's lap. Jenny's hard cock pressed against Gerda's face, and Catherine drove her mouth down onto it and forced her to suck it while Brooke -- whose bonds had never been resecured -- stood behind Jenny and untied her wrists.

Jenny firmly gripped the back of Gerda's head, holding her in place while Catherine and Brooke freed the other girls. Melissa picked up the chair she had been tied to and smashed it against the back of Kristy's head, knocking her unconscious to the floor. "Now you're my bitch," she said, kicking the dickgirl in the ribs for good measure.

"Melissa! Look out!" Amanda cried. Melissa ducked, letting the bullet whiz over her head instead of hitting her, then came back up with a leg of the chair that had splintered into pieces when she hit Kristy with it. She spun around and threw the chair leg, hoping to hit her attacker hard enough to knock her down at least, but instead the sharp end where the leg had broken off of the chair lodged in the dickgirl's throat.

Melissa watched, horrified, as the dickgirl -- thankfully, not one of the ones she recognized -- died.

By the time Jenny had made Gerda swallow her cum, the remaining dickgirls -- mostly former cheerleaders -- had surrendered to their would-be prisoners.

"Let's get their clothes off," Stephanie suggested.

"Aren't we supposed to be going after that sniper?" Kayla asked as Karina led them in the opposite direction from Janet.

"Gerda and I are of equal rank. I don't take orders from her."

"So what are we doing, then?"

"Getting the fuck out of here. The Commander instructed that this mission could not result in unnecessary losses. That ship has sailed, but at least three of us can get back to the Sex Star. Officer Cummings, go back to work. With Colon dead, we'll need you here on Earth more than ever."

The policewoman nodded and got back in her squad car, driving off. Karina keyed her comm. "Three to beam up," she said.

Janet watched as the squad car rolled off and the other three dickgirls left. Then she darted across the street, slipped back inside the warehouse and ran up the stairs. "Did I miss anything good?" she asked as she flung the door open.



The Sex Star Ch. 13



Danielle looked around the arena much more thoroughly than the other girls -- thoroughly enough to catch Lorraine doing the same thing as her, and Lena seeking out possible exits -- in order to get a threat assessment. She gave up counting the dickgirls after the first thousand, which only took up one section of the stands. Considering that at least some of the dickgirls would have to still be on duty in order to keep the station running -- a skeleton crew of between 200 and 500 workers, depending on the actual size of the station -- that put the enemy's strength at at least 50,000 by her estimation.

And that was assuming this was all of the enemy's strength... it could be there were enough dickgirls to put this many in the stands and still have a full crew's worth left over to run the station normally without resorting to a skeleton crew. That would raise her estimate by at least half.

She whistled as she realized this, and Priscilla turned to look at her. "What?" she said.

"There's a lot more of them than I thought there were," Danielle replied.

The Commander -- at least the girls assumed this was him, he was the only full-fledged male in the room -- stood. "You're probably wondering as to the reason you've been brought here," he stated in the familiar voice they had heard on the intercom, turning toward Summer and winking at her.

"Kiss my ass," Summer muttered under her breath.

"This challenge will determine which team has to vote off a member. Each team will do battle with creatures from my menagerie, which will become increasingly difficult to defeat as the challenge goes on. Each creature you defeat will earn your team 200 points; however, each girl that gets fucked by one of the creatures is not allowed to proceed to the next level of the challenge and will lose her team 100 points. The last team to have at least one member remaining in the challenge will be the winner by default, but for our entertainment will have to complete the challenge until all members of both teams have been fucked. Your team will earn 1,000 points for winning the challenge."

Lena whistled, surprised at the amount of points at stake. The other girls -- including those on Team 1 -- looked at each other, silently sharing her sentiment.

There was a portcullis in front of each team of girls. Now, those gates rumbled open, letting whatever might be beyond them out.

As it turned out, dryads were first. The dickgirls in the stands cheered or yelled obscenities at the green-skinned women as they started moving toward the girls and trying to work fingers inside their pussies or assholes. Team 1 finished the dryads off without being touched, but Team 2 lost Stacey when a dryad managed to get two fingers inside her cunt.

As it turned out, girls who lost the challenge were transferred to the stands. Stacey spent the rest of the challenge being molested by thousands of dickgirls.

The pink things that lived in the greenhouse with the dryads were next. They moved faster than they had in the greenhouse, compensating for the lack of aphrodisiacs in use with speed and agility. Kim, Shannon and Katie all got fucked, making the teams even again.

Another type of female monster was next. These had wings on their backs, and took to the skies to evade incoming fire from the girls before diving back down to attack. Lena scaled a pillar and fired at them from the top of it each time they went airborne, causing Team 2 to only lose Tina... Team 1 had lost Summer and Angela, who had been the victim of one of the creatures sitting on her cock and making the dickgirl fuck her pussy.

Whatever came next, the girls couldn't see them. Lorraine could see them leaving footprints that looked human enough on the earthen floor of the arena, but they were completely invisible to the naked eye.

Lorraine tossed her gun aside and adopted a fighting stance. As one pair of footprints got close, she lashed out with a foot and connected with something solid. A human-sounding voice cried out in pain, and suddenly the recipient of the kick became visible.

It was a dickgirl, but not like the others... somehow, she was just off. And it wasn't because Lorraine's foot had connected solidly enough with the side of her knee that her leg was now bent at an angle it was never meant to take, either.

Lorraine didn't have any time to dwell on it, though... one of the things was fucking Vicky, and another was on its way toward her. She whipped her arm out, catching the second attacker in the throat with the flat of her hand... her windpipe gave way with a wet pop, and she fell to the ground, struggling unsuccessfully for breath as she slowly asphyxiated.

Team 1 had managed to bring down all of the invisible dickgirls that attacked them, thanks to the sharp eyesight of Leigh Ann and Danielle (who had spotted the footprints and started firing quickly enough to take down their owners before they were in attack range)... one of the enemies had gotten her hands on Brandi's tits, but hadn't been able to penetrate her before being shot.

Lorraine snapped the neck of the dickgirl fucking Vicky, but it was too late... both Vicky and Joy, who had taken a dick in her ass before Lena -- who was still on top of the pillar, and now acting as the team's sniper -- could shoot her assailant, were out of the challenge.

Huge, multitentacled creatures emerged from the gates next. Each team only had to face one, but one of these things was like a dozen normal opponents; within moments Priscilla and Brandi had been eliminated from Team 1, and Erin and Lena (who was yanked off the pillar by one of the tentacles, then fucked in the pussy and ass simultaneously) had been eliminated from Team 2.

Leigh Ann and Danielle linked their fire, trying to subdue the creature with their guns, but it was apparently able to withstand more damage than the other creatures aboard the Sex Star... cum would spurt from its cocks every time it was hit, but it refused to go down.

Lorraine did the same thing over on her side, but once she realized the futility of ranged attacks she nimbly dodged the tentacles and moved in close, bashing the creature's body with the butt of her gun and launching kicks that would be devastating to a human, but simply glanced off this thing's thicker skin.

Back on Team 1's side, the creature yanked Danielle's gun out of her hands and cast it aside, even while other tentacles wrapped around her, binding her arms and legs while pulling her forward by the waist. Her mouth was forced down onto a cock, and the next time Leigh Ann shot the monster cum poured down her throat.

Around the same time, a tentacle found Lorraine's feet and pulled them out from under her, slamming her to the ground. Before she could recover, the monster was already fucking her pussy. As she screamed in frustration at having lost the challenge, another cock was forced into her mouth.

True to his word, The Commander made Leigh Ann keep on fighting the seemingly unbeatable tentacle monster until it defeated and fucked her. Then he finished fucking Summer's pussy, congratulated Team 1 on their victory, and used whatever teleportation technology had brought them there in the first place to send them away.

Team 2 also unexpectedly found themselves in another location. They recognized the greenhouse all around them, but were in an unfamiliar area of it... a tall wooden structure supported by strong-looking pillars, sort of a cross between a crow's nest and a gazebo, which several of the girls immediately recognized as being at least somewhat modeled after the location where tribal councils were held on Survivor.

The Commander stood before them. Lorraine immediately threw herself at him, but passed right through him without causing any damage. Landing on her side behind him, she suddenly grabbed her crotch and screamed.

"I am only a hologram, but if anybody else wants to be a dickgirl like Lorraine here then they should still feel free to attack me," he informed the others, while behind him Lorraine's transformation continued, her cries turning from pain to pleasure as the cock between her hands grew and started leaking precum. She groaned as she involuntarily started to stroke it, and in a few seconds she had shot her first load of cum.

"Now, on to the voting," he said, ignoring Lorraine completely. "We don't bother with secret ballots here... everyone votes orally. Who wants to go first?"

Vicky stepped forward. "Joy," she said. Kim, Lena, Erin and Lorraine seconded the vote for Joy, while Joy and Tina stepped forward and voted for Vicky.

Finally, Stacey cast her vote. "Vicky," she said. The redhead glared at her, making up her mind that Stacey would pay for this betrayal; from behind her glasses, Stacey glared right back.

A squad of armed dickgirls appeared in the empty space in front of the girls. There were easily three dozen of them, and the girls knew their chances were hopeless in a battle here. The Commander gestured to Joy. "Take her away," he instructed. "She is to be prepped for slave training." The guards complied, and vanished back wherever they had come from, taking Joy with them.

The gazebo-thing lowered itself to the ground on some sort of hydraulics system, and The Commander gestured out into the greenhouse. "Round 2 starts now," he said. "I would suggest you find your way out of here quickly." Then the hologram winked out of existence, and the gazebo started heading back up above the canopy, leaving the girls stuck on the greenhouse floor.



The Sex Star Ch. 14



Jenny rushed over to Janet and fiercely embraced her, giving her a very unsisterly open-mouthed kiss. Then she pulled away and slapped her hard on the ass, and not in an affectionate way. "You scared the hell out of me!" she said. "Next time, at least give us a heads-up that you're going to disappear like that."

"Sorry," Janet said. "I didn't have time to coordinate my plan with the rest of you... that raid caught even me by surprise." She paused, looking over to where the dickgirls were stripping at gunpoint while Stephanie and Melissa kept a watchful eye on them. "Are we going to fuck them now?"

"I certainly hope so," Jenny replied, her cock twitching in anticipation.

"Someone needs to watch the security monitors," Lynn reminded them. "It's usually Shawn's job, but..."

The sentence didn't need to be finished. "I'll do it," Amanda said, taking the seat that, up to this point, had usually been occupied by Shawn.

Meanwhile, Kristy and the other unconscious dickgirls were tied up as securely as possible, while Janet and Catherine dragged the bodies off to one side and stacked them in a corner.

Once that was done, the remaining dickgirls were forced to assume an extremely compromising bent-over position, and without fanfare were mounted by Stephanie, Jenny, Janet and Catherine. Sheralyn, Carrie, Tracy and Cindy joined in after only a moment's hesitation.

The dickgirls being fucked moaned enthusiastically, and all of them achieved orgasm despite the fact they were being raped. "It's impossible to truly rape a dickgirl," Lisa explained as she watched the show eagerly with three fingers buried in her cunt. "They always want it, and don't care how they get it."

Brooke nodded. Aroused by the show herself, she started to masturbate as well.

"We should make them lick our pussies," Melissa said.

Lynn smiled. "I like the way you think," she said. "Wait till our friends have all cum, then we'll implement your plan."

Before long Melissa, Brooke, Amanda (Janet had taken over at the security monitors), Lisa and Lynn were all being serviced by dickgirl mouths, and Jenny, Catherine and Stephanie were all getting blowjobs as well.

After coming down from her orgasm, Melissa asked, "Why aren't the police responding to the gunshots?"

"We do a lot of screaming in here," Lynn said. "The whole place is soundproofed pretty extensively."

While Sheralyn, Carrie, Tracy and Cindy took their turn getting blowjobs, some of the unconscious dickgirls that were waking up were dragged over and included in the fun. Melissa twisted Kristy's nipples repeatedly while the blond was going down on her, enjoying the way that each muffled cry of pain was accompanied by a squirt of milk. Lactating apparently caused sexual pleasure in Kristy's new body, because eventually in spite of the pain she orgasmed, screaming her pleasure into Melissa's cunt as the redhead's own orgasmic juices ran down her face and neck.

Melissa made Kristy lick her cum off the floor, and Stephanie gestured with her gun and told the other dickgirls, "Join her. Clean this place up."

Once all the semen and pussy juice had been cleaned off of every surface, all the dickgirls who weren't already tied up were bound. Gerda was tied to a chair, while the others were made to sit on the floor. "We need some information," Lynn said.

"Good luck getting it out of me," Gerda sneered.

A few minutes before, Janet had disappeared into the kitchen area while Lisa took her turn watching the security monitors. Now, she returned. She was holding a cheese grater in her hand. "You might want to start talking," she said. She turned to Amanda and the cheerleaders and added, "You might not want to watch this."

Gerda's contemptuous sneer intensified, but she said nothing. Janet placed the cheese grater against her cock, and started moving it up and down.

Gerda's shriek of agony would have been expected to anyone who was watching what Janet was doing, but it still made almost everyone in the room jump.

"Who else is involved in the conspiracy?" Lynn asked, shouting to be heard above Gerda's screams. Janet stopped grating for a moment, giving the prisoner time to answer.

"You know already," Gerda said. "It was just Colon and Cummings. Now, it's just Cummings."

"Bullshit," Lynn snapped. "Keep at her, Janet."

"This means nothing," Gerda managed to growl through gritted teeth as Janet resumed torturing her. "Even if you kill me, it'll be a hollow and temporary victory. In the end, you and I both know my side will win. We have the advantage in technology, numbers and mobility. You stand no chance."

"Oh yeah?" Stephanie shot back. "Well, my dick is bigger than yours."

Eventually, Gerda broke under the torture and gave Lynn the names of several politicians, newspeople, judges and law enforcement officials who were involved in the conspiracy.

"What do we do with her now, boss?" Janet asked Lynn.

"Leave her there," Lynn said. "Leave the others where they are, too. Cummings got away -- and has probably alerted the people whose names Gerda gave us to our location -- so we're no longer safe here. We need to torch the place... and I don't see any reason to leave survivors behind, so these dickgirls are going to stay right where they are and enjoy the light show."

Amanda seemed horrified by this, but Jenny nodded in agreement. "It's stupid to let them come after us again later," she said. "The smart play is to just kill them."

After dousing everything with gasoline, Janet jumped into the driver's seat of the van. Melissa rode shotgun, while Lynn, Lisa, Amanda, Brooke, Jenny, Catherine, Stephanie, Sheralyn, Tracy, Cindy and Carrie all squeezed into the back, many of them sitting in other girls' laps.

Melissa allowed herself to reflect on how good it felt to have clothes on again, in order to put the fate of her enemies out of her mind... she had believed what she said about it being the smart thing to do, but that didn't make it an easy thing to do.

The warehouse went up in a spectacular conflagration behind them, flames soaring into the night sky. It would have actually been quite beatiful, had the girls not known that people were suffering inside.

Kristy waited until the van started pulling out, then rolled herself over to the shattered windows. She managed to get hold of a jagged shard of glass, and severed the ropes binding her hands. Then she removed the bonds on her feet as well, before freeing the other cheerleaders. As she and Becky were cutting Angie free, the fuse burned down and the gasoline ignited. The flames were spreading too quickly to get more than a few of the other dickgirls free, so Kristy decided they would rescue the rest of their cheerleading teammates and just leave it at that.

Kristy, Becky, Angie, Alison, Heather, Tammy and Tiffany slipped out of the burning building -- still naked, as their clothes had already ignited -- and hurried off, the screams of dying dickgirls piercing the night behind them.

"I can't believe we just did that," Melissa said, shuddering slightly.

"We did what we had to do," Janet replied coldly, without even taking her eyes off the road.

"They were willing to kill Shawn," Lynn added in agreement with Janet. "If we're not willing to kill them, then we allow the enemy to set the rules. And if that happens, then we've already lost."

"But aren't we just like them now?" Amanda asked.

"No," Janet stated emphatically. "We're worse. We have to be bigger badasses than them if we want to stay alive. Leave morality out of it... the only consideration here is survival."

There was no easy way to argue with Janet's cold, hard logic, so the van rolled on in silence.

Back in the warehouse district, another van pulled up in front of Kristy and her group. The side door slid open, and Officer Cummings was there motioning them to enter the van. "I've been monitoring the radio channels for fire and rescue as well as law enforcement," she explained. "When I heard the warehouse was on fire, I figured I'd at least attempt a rescue mission. Are you the only ones that made it out?"

"Yes," Kristy said.

"Shit," Cummings muttered. "The Commander won't be happy that Gerda's dead."

"There's a lot for the Commander to be unhappy about," a redhaired dickgirl with tits almost as big as Kristy's said from the rear corner. She was wearing leather body armor whose tightness did nothing to hide her sexy curves (or her massive erection), and had a whip coiled on her belt.

"This is Sienna," Cummings introduced the redhead.

"What's your deal, Sienna?" Angie asked, eyeing the leather-clad babe's erection longingly as her own cock grew to match it.

"I'm a cleaner," Sienna said. "I'm here to help Cummings fix things, and then I'm headed back up to the Sex Star."

"Oh," Angie said. "Can I suck your cock before you go?"

"Now's as good a time as any," Sienna said with a grin, detaching the part of her armor that covered her crotch with surprising ease and freeing her 13-inch dick.

While Angie sucked her off, Becky went down on Officer Cummings; the other dickgirls started groping, kissing, sucking and fucking each other in a sort of free-for-all. Soon, the floor of the van was covered in a thick layer of cum and pussy juice, as well as milk from the breasts of Kristy and Sienna, who lactated every time they came.

The orgy continued right up until the girls reached their destination, a rather large and ostentatious beachhouse. "Wow," Tiffany said, whistling appreciatively as she looked around. "Whose place is this?"

"Technically it's the Commander's," Sienna explained. "But he doesn't ever come down to the surface, so he lets me and some of the other higher-ranking dickgirls use it when we're on Earth. Gerda's hosted some orgies here, in the past."

"Someone should go back up the Sex Star and report to the Commander," Cummings suggested.

"I'll do it," Kristy said. "I'm the highest-ranking member of Gerda's team left, it should be my responsibility."

Sienna nodded in approval. "Good," she said. "Come back when you're done so I can play with those lovely tits of yours, though."

"Count on it," Kristy said, smiling.

"So, where are we going?" Melissa asked after a few more minutes.

"My place," Lisa panted in between moans of ecstasy. She was sitting in Stephanie's lap, and the dickgirl had about 12 inches of her 19-inch cock inside the doctor's pussy. She was moaning too, as Lisa bounced up and down on her massive dick.

"Here," Janet said, turning into a parking lot. The apartment complex they had pulled into was high-end, and rather expensive-looking.

Stephanie let out a muffled scream as she filled Lisa's pussy with cum, and Lisa cried out herself as the dickgirl's spunk triggered her own orgasm.

With that done, the girls made sure their clothes were back on straight, exited the van and headed into the building. There was some groping and kissing during the elevator ride on the way up, and then they were entering Lisa's luxurious apartment.

"There's not room for all of us to sleep here unless we sleep 5 or 6 to a bed," Lynn said, "but we can hang out for a while and figure out our next move."



The Sex Star Ch. 15



The guards, after each of them had made her suck them off and shot cum on her face, unceremoniously shoved Joy into an empty room.

She had been rubbed down from head to toe with oil, and had had liberal amounts of lubricant applied inside both her pussy and her asshole. Her pussy had also been shaved completely bald, and she had been injected with a chemical that the busty blond nurse informed her would prevent her from ever growing body hair below the neckline again.

And now, she was here. Presumably waiting for whatever came next.

The room didn't remain empty for long... a dickgirl suddenly materialized in front of her. She was tall, blond and leggy, with a stern look on her almost painfully beautiful face. She wore a black leather corset that stopped below her breasts, leaving them completely exposed; she was naked below the waist save for a leather garter belt, black thigh-high stockings that looked like they might be made of rubber or latex, and black spiked stiletto boots. Her thick, uncut cock stuck out at Joy from above her perfectly shaved pussy. In her left hand she held some sort of slender rod, possibly made of metal.

"I am Marisa," she said in a cold, clipped English accent. "But you may call me Mistress."

"You wish," Joy said.

Marisa's right hand snapped up with all the quickness and ferocity of a striking rattlesnake. Joy's head snapped sideways with the force of the blow, and an angry red handprint appeared on her left cheek. As she steadied herself and started to recover from the slap, she heard the sound it had made on her tender flesh echoing in the empty room.

She went with her first instinct... which was to hit back. Marisa apparently hadn't been expecting that; Joy's fist split her lower lip pretty thoroughly, and the blow nearly knocked the dickgirl on her ass. As she regained her footing, she lunged forward and the rod in her left hand pressed against Joy's midsection.

Unimaginably intense agony exploded through Joy's nervous system; it felt as if the pain centers of her brain were being attacked directly. She wasn't even aware she was screaming until she heard the echoes of her tormented shrieks reflecting back at her through the room's excellent acoustics.

While Joy was still on all fours on the ground trying to catch her breath, Marisa walked around her, heels clicking on the metal starship decking beneath her feet and echoing ominously. "This is my boomstick," she said. "I choose whether it inflicts pain..." another surge of agony shot through Joy's body as Marisa slapped her on the ass with the weapon, "... or pleasure." She plunged three inches of the rod into Joy's pussy, and within seconds Joy was cumming violently, squirting pussy juice onto the boomstick, bucking her hips and moaning for more like a slut.

"As much as I enjoy giving you pain," Marisa continued, "it makes me even hotter to watch you experience pleasure. So behave in a manner that will inspire me to reward you."

"Yes, Mistress," Joy gasped in between deep, panting breaths. The boomstick, still set to inflict pleasure, brushed lightly over her clit and caused another explosive orgasm. Joy's thighs and ass cheeks kept quivering from the force of her climax for nearly a minute after she had finished cumming, and pussy juice ran freely out of her hole and down her legs for another full minute after that.

"Are you going to be good now?" Marisa asked.

"Yes, Mistress," Joy said. "Please Mistress, let me suck your cock."

Marisa smiled and stood over Joy, aiming her dick at her new slave's face. Joy took the cock eagerly into her mouth, sucking the tip like a pro for a few seconds before sliding it down her throat as far as she could comfortably take it. Then, she bit down as hard as she could.

Marisa's shrieks of pain bounced wildly around the echoey room as she staggered backward, her penis still intact but only barely. Joy stood up, spit out a wad of blood, and said, "Fuck you, you cunt."

The bright burst of pain from the boomstick was worth it, even though Marisa kept applying the weapon until Joy lost consciousness.

Joy groaned as she woke up... apparently, having the boomstick applied to one's body for a prolonged period of time left lasting pain. Every muscle in her body ached, and when she rose she did so on stiff, uncooperative legs and staggered like a drunk for a few minutes until the pain started wearing off.

The door to the room hissed open. Armed guards strolled in and surrounded her. "No Marisa today?" Joy asked them. "I was so looking forward to finishing that blowjob I was giving her."

One of the guards slammed the butt of her gun into Joy's face. Bright lights exploded behind her right eye, and she thought she heard something pop. She fell on her side, and another guard swatted her on the ass with something hard.

"That's enough," an unfamiliar female voice said. "We don't want her banged up too much... her new friends will take care of that."

"What new friends?" Joy asked in what she hoped was a meek enough tone to avoid any further physical retaliation on Marisa's behalf.

"You're going to jail, bitch," another of the guards said by way of explanation.

Then the heel of a boot dug into the small of her back and 

a third guard said, "Get up and start walking."

The guards led Joy down into the lower levels of the station. This required several elevator trips, and on each one the group was gassed with the pink aphrodisiac cloud and Joy was mercilessly gang-raped by her lust-crazed captors.

"It's a good thing you've got all this cum in you," one of the guards told Joy after about the fifth time this had happened. "New prisoners spend their first night in general population. Trust me, you're gonna need lube in there."

Eventually, they came to a large door consisting of steel bars. One of the dickgirls inserted a key and unlocked it, then swung it open. The guards unceremoniously shoved Joy in, then closed and locked the door behind her.

Before Joy's eyes adjusted to the dim lighting of the prison, hands grabbed her arms roughly and forced her to a kneeling position. She felt someone slapping her face with a cock, aiming it at her mouth, and knowing it would probably be worse if she resisted she opened up and took the member down her throat.

As she sucked on the pulsing, throbbing cock, she heard women moaning. Occasionally, something hot, sticky and wet would splatter her naked body, and she realized that dickgirls were cumming on her while their partner fucked her mouth. Eventually, the dick between her lips pumped its load down her throat... she couldn't take it all, and pulled her head back after swallowing the first two squirts to take the rest on her pretty face. The dickgirl laughed and wiped her cock off in Joy's hair, depositing her last few drops of spunk there.

She looked around, her eyes fully adjusted now. There were about three dozen dickgirls and maybe half that many normal women standing around her. As she watched, two of the dickgirls grabbed a cute blond female prisoner by her arms and marched her over to Joy. "Lick her clean," the girl Joy had just sucked off said.

Not seeing how she had any choice in the matter, Joy started lapping at the girl's soaking wet cunt. It tasted like about a dozen of the dickgirls had cum inside her, and the crust of dried and drying semen on her legs seemed to support that estimate. She moaned as Joy licked her, pressing on the back of Joy's head to get her tongue further into her pussy. By the time Joy had licked all the cum out of her pussy and also gotten most of the dried residue off of her legs, the girl had cum at least five times.

The dickgirls laughed while Joy's tongue did its work, stroking their cocks over her, and every once in a while one of them would splash her with a fresh load of cum. Most of it landed on her back and ass, though a fair amount got in her hair as well, and she also felt some landing on her lower legs and feet.

After she had eaten cum from each female prisoner's pussy, dickgirls jerking off and cumming over her the entire time, she was made to suck each dickgirl prisoner's cock, ending with the one she had already sucked once, who was apparently the leader of this gang. She felt slightly sick from having swallowed so much cum and pussy juice, and was sure her face and hair were a mess from whatever she hadn't swallowed (she was also keenly aware of having a very large amount of cum on her tits).

Each dickgirl got to fuck Joy in her pussy and asshole as well before they finally left her lying there on the cold stone floor in an exhausted, cum-drenched heap.

At some point, Joy must have fallen asleep on the floor of the prison. She awoke to the not entirely unpleasant sensation of a dick in her pussy, and realized the other inmates were still fucking her even though she had lost consciousness.

The dickgirl on top of her moaned and shot a load of cum inside her, then dismounted and slapped her on the ass. "You like that, slut?" she asked.

"Yes," Joy said. She hadn't intended to speak, and the sound of her own voice -- especially how husky and lustful it sounded -- surprised her.

"You wanna go again?" one of the other dickgirls asked hopefully.

Joy nodded. "Yes. I want all of you to fuck me again. Even the girls." The female inmates blushed and giggled, but did look like they enjoyed the prospect of Joy licking their pussies again.

The orgy continued for so long that Joy lost track of time. When the guards came to get her and put her in her cell, she could hardly see through all the cum on her face.

The guards marched her down a corridor and stopped in front of one of the many prison cells lining it. One of them pressed a button on what appeared to be a remote control of some sort, and the cell door started rising up into the ceiling. The Latina dickgirl inside stared at Joy admiringly, licking her lips.

The guards shoved Joy inside the cell, then the door came down behind her. She was locked in with the dickgirl. "You two lovebirds have fun," one of the guards said, chuckling, before they walked away and left Joy alone with her new cellmate.