10 comments/ 49334 views/ 15 favorites The Effect Ch. 01 By: sledgehammer720 Part 1: The Goddamn Thing The first in an alt/fetish series, and the first thing I've ever written outside of schoolwork. Hope you like it! As her alarm went off, Robin awoke in a combination of pain and arousal that her mind didn't immediately recognize, due to the fog of sleep and general inexperience, so she didn't jump up and go like anybody else with a similar condition would have. Luckily, she wasn't new to the former of the two sensations, and so rolled to the side of the bed, put on her slippers and shuffled off to the bathroom, her ex-fiance's long flannel robe covering the ample curves and honey brown skin that made every man she knew wonder why he left...and the reason he did. Robin's footsteps became more urgent as she approached the bathroom door. She didn't need to turn on the light after years of living in the same apartment, not that she would in the state she was in. Dropping the robe, she sat on the toilet, started to pee- -and immediately cringed at the sound of the pee hitting the glass shower doors she'd just cleaned yesterday. "Fuck!" she said, quickly reaching down to stem the flow long enough to stuff that goddamn thing in the toilet and finish without completely ruining the nice terrycloth floormat. "Damnit..." she grumbled, reaching for the light switch. The light flicked on, and Robin looked at the bathroom, finding no damage a few old towels and some soap wouldn't fix. Then she looked down at the source of her annoyance, the nine-inch dick that had sprouted just above her pussy, wondering how she forgot about it overnight. After all, she'd had the goddamn thing for about two months now. She wished she could've shot that maniac Dr. Love when she'd had the chance. All that he'd done to so many people, to her, to her marriage- NO! she closed her eyes, trying hard to block out the memories, and the pain, but it was too late. Already she was remembering the horrified yell that she had awakened to that morning, trying to make sense of his garbled speech, then looking at what he was pointing at-STOP! She bit her lip hard enough to draw blood, the pain and coppery taste pulling her out of the tailspin she was about to go into but doing nothing for the gnawing, aching loneliness in her stomach. To his credit, Jake had tried so hard to accept her new addition, but at the end of the day he just wasn't that into anyone with a penis-especially not when it slapped against his leg or gut while he was trying to have sex with her. Even then he might have stayed, she thought, if I hadn't fucked up so bad...STOP IT! Shaking herself out of her tailspin again, she stood (at least she didn't have to wipe anymore), cleaned up her mess, then hopped in the shower, all the while trying to ignore the goddamn thing, which always seemed to be semi-erect. As the hot, steamy water ran over her, Robin was finally able to relax, and stayed in the shower longer than she needed to, just enjoying the sensation of water running over her curvaceous form. Some things never change, she thought, re-lathering her loofah with grapefruit body wash. Her enjoyment deepened as she rubbed the soft, smooth wad of plastic and fragrant bubbles over herself, and sighed softly, feeling as though her whole body had turned to mush... except for a tightening in her groin... Without thinking, she reached the her hand down-and rubbed the loofah over the tip. A shock ran through her body, intense pleasure racing from the head of the goddamn thing to her toes, back up to her head, then back again, in a heartbeat. She gasped, her knees almost giving out on her, and tried to keep from falling over. Her hand, seemingly unaware of her unsure footing, gripped the tip of it, bringing another shock, and a strong pulse-and wiping away any chance she had at not falling. Shrieking as her feet went forward and her body went back, she fell flat on her plump bottom, hitting her head not too softly on the back wall of the shower stall. Stars floated behind her eyes, and her hands immediately went to the back of her head, assessing the damage. Luckily, there was only a small bump, and a quickly growing headache to wipe out the remains of the pleasure she'd already forgotten. Still not trusting her feet, Robin scooted forward and turned off the water, then cautiously stood and left the shower stall. After toweling off, she went back into her bedroom to get dressed. She stopped at the closet, which was wide open as was her habit these days. It hadn't always been, though-the sliding closet door was covered with a full-size mirror. When she'd first got the apartment, that mirror had been her crown jewel, and she'd spent hours trying on outfit after outfit, swearing something about that mirror made everything look perfect, or just looking at her body, checking for flaws. Nowadays, she avoided that and every mirror with a passion, because she could only see that goddamn thing and every time she even thought about it, her day was ruined. Today, however, she didn't feel as...devasated as she had since the Cause. Careful not to look yet, she closed the closet door, stepped back a few paces, and really looked over herself, head to toe, for the first time in months. Most of it was the same: A head full of hair that held the same loose curl, almost a wave, no matter what she did to it short of a hot comb. An oval-shaped head that held two big, gray eyes with a slight slant up at the edges under slightly thick, arched eyebrows (a present from her Hawaiian grandmother), a straight nose with a slight hook under that kept her from looking too young(she still got carded every now and then, but that was a good thing in her mind), two plump apple cheeks, the left with a perfect dimple, and a slightly small but full mouth, with two pillowy, bee-stung lips that held an almost tragic, definitely sexy pout, framed by a jaw that was a bit more square than it seemed at first glance, and a prominent chin that spoke of a stubborn streak. Her body, a perfect size 8, was even more of a marvel owing to years of gymnastics and ballet-and a few screwy genetics. Her shoulders were a bit narrower than most gymnast's(which was probably what made her head look big), and slanted into her waist, which flared a bit violently into her hips, a pear shape most didn't notice at first on account of her overly full bosom, which went from a high D to a low DD depending on her monthly cycle and made bra shopping a tad tough. But those hips commanded attention, holding up a big-going-on-huge butt, and loooong, shapely legs,all of which looked a half size too big for her top half. Her magnificent shape was complimented by her perfect muscle tone, smooth but prominent, never actually popping out but always showing, and never ruining the softness of her skin, the exact color of brown sugar. She was a wet dream, a late bloomer who had flowered into a bombshell... ...But now, all of that was ruined by the huge goddamn thing hanging above her gazzinta (as in your dick gazzinta there-and yes, that's what she calls it. Wanna fight about it?), now only semi-erect but still about seven inches, and almost as thick as a Red Bull can. Robin found herself examining it, stepping closer to the mirror to get a better look. The shaft was long and thick, surprisingly heavy, with a slight swell in the middle. The head was only a tad bigger than the rest, the ridge underneath less pronounced than most guy's dicks she'd seen(and she'd seen a few-Robin wasn't promiscuous, but she watched more porn than most girls admitted to.) Carefully, she lifted it up against her stomach, to see the underside. It looked a lot like the top-except the subtle ridge ended in the middle, making it look like a helmet, where it looked a bit like a bullet from the top. Also, a small hump ran the legnth, Robin noted, the urethral passage the pee-and other liquids-came out of. A normal, if overlarge, dick-but instead of balls, Robin had a whole pussy, clit and all, underneath it. You almost couldn't see her pussy with that thing hanging down. That, and she was way overdue for a wax. Robin reached down and rubbed the soft fur now covering her once exposed gazzinta. Bad idea. The soft touch sent a small tendril of pleasure through her long untouched body, and she felt that goddamn thing twitch a bit under her hand. The twitch brought back a memory of the incident in the shower, and it started to grow in earnest. Robin watched in fascination and horror as the head poked out from under her hand, growing bigger and bigger, and again felt that new, odd tightening as she grew hard. Still feeling curious (only academically), Robin let go and just looked at it. In full erection, it curved up, pointing at her belly button in the mirror. She turned to the side, and saw that the tube underneath almost lead straight to her pussy, and curved up along the legnth, adding to the upward slope, and dissapearing just beneath the head. It was...impressive, to say the least. I've never been with a guy this big, Robin thought. If it weren't attatched to me, I'd want to fuck it... That thought, and the memory of being fucked, sent a wave of panic through Robin...and a pulse through her pelvis. She'd just done what she hadn't wanted to do-think about that goddamn thing in a positive fashion. She'd done more than that-she'd gotten horny from it! That was where the trouble always started with you, Robin! She chastised herself. You keep it in your pants every time...except when you need to. The thought, though snuffing out her curiosity, did nothing to stop the heat she'd raised between her legs... ...or her recklessness. Still looking in the mirror, she reached down and wrapped her hand around the shaft, her fingers barely touching. It was warm, and the skin was baby soft, smoother even than her outer pussy lips. It felt...good, especially since she got the sensation of being grabbed as well, which was completely new. Her hand tightened, sending a small tingle through her, and she sighed. I wonder... she thought, and moved her hand up and down a bit, testing the water, and being awarded another flutter of sensation. Robin let her grip go, and started to stroke it slightly, then a bit harder, feeling herself out. As she found a rhythm she liked, she began to include more in her strokes, avoiding the head as much as possible, teasing. Her stomach clenched, and her legs wobbled a bit, but her attention was focused on the mirror, and her small hand rubbing that goddamn thing, getting faster and clenching harder as the sensation rose, her sighs becoming grunts, then groans. Suddenly, just like in the shower, a shock ran through Robin's body, and she gasped, her strong legs almost giving out. She knelt down, facing the mirror door, looked down at the goddamn thing, then up at her reflection, her fear in the way of her arousal for a few short seconds, then erased by the sight of her own bedroom eyes. Moaning, she reached down with both hands, her left on the head, her right on the shaft, and began stroking again, too hard, too fast. She shrieked as it became painful, another pulse of sensation making her whole body clench, and moved her left hand just above her right, just beneath the head. So hard, she thought, so fucking... close... her hands started to shake, gliding over the throbbing, hot skin, raising her urgency as the sensation grew stronger. The goddamn thing throbbed again, sending another, harder pulse of pleasure, then another... "AGH!" The pulses and throbs became their own, glorious heartbeat, sending the pleasure from the goddamn thing through her entire body-and out the business end. Her hands gripped it ferociously, still flying up and down the shaft, as she watched the cum rocket from the tip onto her reflection, her whole face screwed up with passion, her body jerking in time with her climax as the cum spurted, spurted, spurted, seemingly for hours. Her mind was lost to anything but the feeling, familiar but unique, of her first orgasm in months. The orgasm finally subsided, but Robin's hands kept moving, prolonging the pleasure, until it became painful. Gasping, breathless, she let go of it and looked down. The thing was shrinking, still a bit dark from blood flow,resting on her legs...which were covered in cum. She reached down and scooped up a bit of the fluid, thicker than the pussy juice she was used to, but not as thick or sticky as cum. Cautiously, she brought her fingers up to her nose, sniffing a bit, and was surprised to find it smelled like her pussy juice. Tasted the same, too, but the consistency and color reminded her of Jake's precum... The thought of her ex-fiance brought back, with a hard THUMP, the reality of her situation. Her head jerked up, again looking in the mirror-which now had a series of splatters on it, running to the carpet. She looked into her own eyes, seeing nothing but shame, and ran to the bathroom with tears running down her cheeks. *** Once she had showered again (this time with a few tears for disenfectant), Robin cleaned off the mirror door (sliding it back into the wall) and again got dressed. The worst part of that goddamn thing was the care she had to take dressing-this being a fairly huge dick, she couldn't just tuck it down one side of her pants unless she wanted to look like a tranny(and she most certainly did not want to look like a tranny!), so she'd been wearing her gymnastics leotard under her clothes, pressing it up against her stomach, and padding it a bit with a hand towel. It made her look like she'd gained a few pounds, but most people just chalked that up to her going through a breakup. Besides, what else could she do? Just admit to the world that she had a fucking huge schlong? Not happening. As she was was patting down the towel under her shirt, trying to sculpt a perfect pot belly (If You Gotta Wear It, Make It Look Good, she always said), her phone rang. Robin looked at it, unsure if she wanted to answer (she'd avoided human contact outside of work since the Cause, since she didn't want to have to explain...well, any of it, really), then picked it up. "Hello?" she said, her voice going an octave higher by habit. "Oh-My-Gawd, she actually like, picked up the like, phone! Where you been, chica?" Robin cringed. She had no idea how Tania Marques had come to be her best friend, a bisexual Puerto-Rican smartass with a lust for gossip and no decency filter whatsoever. Well, that wasn't fair-Tania was reliable, always paid for dinner, and knew how to have fun. A bit too much fun at times, which usually led to Tania hitting on her, but Robin didn't mind that too much, either. "Well, let's see..." she replied. "I've been here half the time, at work the other half, and in hell the whole time. Oh, and I got fat." The only problem with Tania was you had to be careful what you told her, because nine times out of ten everybody would know a few days after. "So, how's Eric?" "He's fine. He just found a new boy-toy and doesn't wanna share, so I've been kinda lonely-especially since my best friend insists on being a hermit because one guy was stupid enough to leave her!" Tania said the last part in her best school-teacher impression, and Robin had to laugh, even if it hurt a bit. "Ahh, there's my chica. So what are you doing right now?" A small rush of panic went through Robin. She knew Tania. This was a trap if there ever was one."Well, um, I have work today, so I have to go soon-" No you don't." Tania retorted, in a very smug voice. "You've probably racked up enough overtime by now to take off another year, haven't you?" "No!..." Tania was right, and Robin hated it. "I only got three months ahead. And I still have to-" The doorbell rung "Hold on, someone's at my door," Robin said, grateful for the distraction. Putting the phone down, she went to her peephole, and looked out. All she saw the door across the way. Confused, she opened the door-and Tania walked in, closing her cell phone as she slid past Robin, who started to panic a bit. "Tania, please-" "Please what? Please don't come pull me out of my funk?" Tania turned to look at her, hands on her hips, a battle stance the real care in her eyes almost undid. "Chica, I know you love Jake, but this is perverse! You sitting around feeling sorry for yourself isn't going to bring him back." "Nothing is gonna bring..." Robin began, then cringed. Damnit, now she's gonna ask... "Nothing?" Tania said, surprised at the admission. Jake and Robin had been a model couple, no big arguments, lots of PDA, good sex (or so Robin said), they even thought alike. She would've thought they'd have at least stayed friends... "What the hell happened to you two?" "Tania, please!" Robin said, walking to her couch and flopping down hopelessly. "I don't want to talk about it, I don't want to hear it, I don't even want to think about it." "But you can't help it." Tania said, sitting beside her. "Well, then, fuck it. I won't ask, and you don't have to. Let's make a deal-you and me have a spa day, and I don't ask about the breakup. Deal?" "Deal...but could we just go shopping? I don't feel like the spa..." really she would love a spa day, but she didn't feel like being kicked out for packing meat in the ladies sauna. "wanna go shopping instead?" "Sure, let's go!" Tania said, hopping up with the enthusiasm of an exploding firecracker. "We'll take my car." "wait, I have to call work and-" "No you don't, I already did." "Wait-how do you know the number to my job?" "They do still make phone books, Robin." Phone books? You have heard of the internet, right?" "Shut up, chica." *** "How about Victoria's Secret?" Tania asked as they walked through the mall. "Um, no. Who am I trying to look sexy for?" "Yourself?" "Don't need to-I've seen myself naked." Tania had to smile at that one, even though Robin was being a buzzkill. It was good to be hanging out again. "Fine, then, is Macy's too risque?" "No, I need a few dresses." "Dresses? In May you're buying dresses?" Robin was definitely being a tad too prudish for someone who had just had a breakup, even her. Maybe it was that little pot belly she'd managed to grow, even though she taught dance at the local community college...How did an dance instructor working overtime for two months get a pot belly? Something just wasn't adding up, and Tania intended to figure out what. "Sundresses, Tania. I'm sick of pants, is that okay with you?" "Yeah, fine. You don't have to be mean." Tania said in a hurt voice. She wasn't really offended, but Robin was being extra defensive lately, as if she had something to hide. But Robin was too nice to keep doing something that hurt someone's feelings, so maybe she'd get a clue if she worked it a bit...hopefully. "I'm not being mean, you're just trying to guilt info out of me on the sly." Robin said, looking at her as they walked into the store. "I keep telling you you're not slick, Tania!" Damnit, she'd guessed it first thing. I need some new interrogation methods, Tania decided. Might as well just let it go for now. "You are being mean, by denying me gossip. Now, can I at least talk you into some nice miniskirts? Those legs are too damn fine to be hidden under some flowery monstrosity." Waaaay too fine, she thought. Tania had never tried to hide the fact that she'd fuck Robin in a second, but had never tried to push her into anything...not sober, anyway. But it was always in the back of her mind, and more than once she'd had to stop herself from making a move, and ruining a good friendship, even though she was pretty sure it'd be worth it. Even now she was a bit wet, and a lot horny. The Effect Ch. 01 Well, she couldn't really blame that all on Robin-her husband, Eric, had been distant for the past month. Tania and Eric were both bi, and loved each other too much to block each other from experimenting, so they decided early on that this was to be an open marriage (they'd had an orgy on their honeymoon, but that's another story...stay tuned?). The only problems they had were when one of them had a plaything and the other didn't, like now. Tania had spent more time with her vibrator this month than she had since she met Eric five years ago, and had decided last week it was time to find a new girl...but couldn't think of anyone but Robin, who wasn't interested. Or was she? You never really knew until you tried, but she didn't want to lose a friend being horny. Still, she couldn't help but steal glances as they went through the aisles, picking out sundresses (and a few miniskirts). Robin had to have the best body in the world, her exotic face meshing perfectly with her abundant curves. Even the little gut she'd picked up worked perfectly, just another enticing curve. "Robin, what nationality are you?" Robin looked up, not expecting the question. "Um, I think it's something like Samoan-Japanese-African, but I'm sure there's more to it. Why?" "Just curious. I never asked, and you never told me." "Oh, I know you're curious. You a bit jealous?" "Please. I don't know how you carry all that flesh around without breaking your legs!" That got the expected laugh, and Tania smiled. "See, me, I've got the body of a dancer, not a stripper." Robin smiled again, a mischevious smirk, and cocked an eyebrow. "One, I did ballet and gymnastics my whole life, and you can barely salsa. Two, Your last girl-toy was a stripper, and her tits were bigger than mine-after you paid for 'em to be. And three..." Robin leaned in close, and her smile disappeared, leaving a cold, serious stare in it's wake. "...You know how bad you want me." Tania's eyes locked with Robin's-and she froze, stunned. There was something...predatory behind Robin's eyes, the focused intensity a lioness has looking at a gazelle, coupled with a Police Interrogator's poker face. She looked dangerous-and sexy, so fucking sexy that Tania's insides quivered a bit, and she damn near moaned out loud. She felt like she was staring down the barrel of a shotgun... ...or into a lover's eyes... The corner of Robin's mouth twitched, then trembled-then she broke out laughing, long and loud, and so hard that she had to grab Tania's shoulder for support. "Oh my god-ha ha ha-you should've seen your face!" she said, once she'd caught her breath. "You looked like I was gonna kill you or something... Come on, let's try some of this stuff on." With that, she turned and walked towards the dressing rooms. Tania stood there for a few seconds, confused, then hurried to catch up, casting a mean look at the old lady to the left, who was trying so hard not to laugh. *** Robin smiled to herself as she waited for her dressing room key. She knew exactly what she had just done to Tania-she'd suspected her friend liked her a lot more than she let on, but had never bothered to actually see what would happen if she turned it on, was waiting for the funniest time to do it, and damn was she glad she had! She hadn't expected that Hard Time Tania, the one who loved so much to try and embarrass her whenever they were in public, who made jokes about her father disowning her after she'd slept with her stepmother (They'd met the night before, he came over the morning after-with flowers-but that's yet another story...Stay Tuned?), who got into bar fights and won regularly, would be a deer in the headlights as soon as she turned on the sexy. She also hadn't expected her own reaction. There was something about Tania's expression-she'd looked so startled and timid...and sexy, so fucking sexy that Robin thought about kissing her, right there in the aisle. Not that she actually would have-she knew she was a bit bi, but had never worked up the nerve to do it with another girl, and wasn't gonna start with her best friend. Plus, there was the matter of the goddamn thing that was now smushed, rock hard, up against the six-pack she worked so hard for, almost between her tits. She was definitely going to have to do something about it (getting it off, not getting it on...well, you know what I mean!), and soon. She could have it surgically removed, but they'd have to reposition her urethra (which had repositioned itself in the goddamn thing), which also meant they'd have to cut into her gazzinta, and that took some getting ready for. Plus what if they messed up and she had scars and shit for her whole life? No, she'd wait until they were sure they couldn't reverse the Cause, then she would get it cut off... ...or keep it and jack off forever... Her smile disappeared. Where did that come from?!? Okay, it was officially time to stop looking at internet porn, especially those weird anime websites that popped up from out of nowhere. This was what she'd been afraid of, of getting used to having a dick, of even admitting it to herself. That was why she'd held off even looking at mirrors, why she'd avoided everyone, why she hadn't sued Dr. Love for everything he had. Plus, she still loved Jake so much... "Ma'am?" the voice pulled Robin out of her thoughts, and she looked up. The bitch behind the counter, a passive-aggressive former high school cheerleader going nowhere in life and mad at everybody else for it, was holding a key a bit too close to her nose, waving it slightly like a toy in a cat's face. "Here's your key! Need anything else?" she said, her singsong voice making every word as condescending as possible. Robin took the keys from her calmly, fighting the urge to snatch them-and slap her. Don't get kicked out until after you buy what you want, she told herself, and gave the bitch back her smile. "No, thank you. I'm fine." Once in the dressing room, she took off everything but the leotard (never know who was looking), and tried on her first outfit, a yellow sundress with big red flowers and an empire waist, coming back out to show off to Tania. "How do I look?" she asked, doing her best model pose. "About a month pregnant," Tania said, after a brief look. Robin dropped the pose to give Tania her dirtiest look. "No, I don't! You're just mad about earlier!" Tania smiled. "First off, I don't get mad, I get even. Second, like I told you earlier, empire waists aren't good on a pear shape, even one with those tits. Plus, that little pot belly isn't helping. Matter of fact, how did you get that gut if your job is to work out every day?" "Tania, don't-" "Don't 'Tania, don't' me!"Tania stood, suddenly angry, and walked closer to Robin. "Now, I'm trying to be accepting and everything, but something isn't adding up here. Three months ago, you're a young, hip, hot, fun-loving chick in the cool part of town who's engaged to one of the nicest guys in the world and never misses a night out. Now you're a young, hip, hot hermit in the cool part of town who sits in the house, alone, lonely and hurting, and gets fat. You don't want to tell me everything, fine, you don't have to. But just tell me something!" She put her hand on her friend's shoulder. "You'll feel better, I promise. Just open up a bit. Please?" Robin closed her eyes, sighing. Tania wasn't going to let up, she saw-and she was right. Robin hated not being able to commiserate, but just like before, talking about it was admitting it happened, and she wanted to just wake up tomorrow and have the last few months of her life just be a bad dream. Still, this was a friend. "Remember that Dr. Love Guy?" "Who? Oh, that nutcase on the news who was..." Tania said, frowning. Then her eyes widened. "Oh my God! You were one of his guinea pigs?! What did he do?" she exclained, looking Robin over, then stopping at the gut. "Oh." "Yeah. And that's the least of what he did. I don't want to go into details, but I may even have to have surgery to undo the damage." Well, that was true, at least. "Surgery?" Robin nodded. "Ouch. And is that why Jake left?" Robin's eyes watered a bit. "No...well, kinda. I did something to him that wouldn't have happened before...Either way, I can't blame him..." Robin sniffed, her eyes watering. Tania quickly hugged her friend, rubbing her back up and down, trying to keep her hand from going too low. This wasn't the time or the place. "Feel better?" "Yeah, I do." Robin sniffed, then leaned back, smiling. "Thanks for listening." "What are friends for? Now, get out of that mess-oh, I mean dress. We got more to try on!" Robin walked back into the dressing room, and was quickly flying through clothes, just like always. It was nice to have friends. *** Once they both had bought all the clothes they could afford, Robin and Tania left the store for the food court. "So, can you eat the same stuff? Or is it some kind of metabolism thing?" Tania asked. "No, I can eat and everything, but I have to be careful going to the bathroom." "The bathroom? Piss or shit?" "Piss-and don't curse so loud, there's kids here!" Robin said, looking around nervously. "Come on, Robin! Nobody cares about these FUCKING LITTLE PIECES OF SHIT!" Tania yelled suddenly, turning heads. "Tania!" Robin said, her face going red (really kind of orange, with her golden-brown skin), as she saw two security guards coming their way. "See?! Now they're gonna kick us out!" No they're not, it was one word. Watch this," Tania said, rounding on the security guards. "You guys, if any kid's ears are bleeding from my swear words, I'm ever so sorry. Can you forgive me?" she said in a little girl's voice, blinking innocently. The guards' expressions never even faltered. "Ma'am, we don't kick people out for screaming fuck." one guard, tall and brawny, said. "Yeah, we'd have no customers around Christmas," said the other, smirking. His partner gave him a dirty look. Tania smiled smugly at Robin. "See? Thanks, guys. I won't do it again." She turned to leave-and were immediately held by one shoulder. "We do kick people out for shoplifting, though." the second guard, shorter and less serious, said. "You ladies wanna come with me? We can sort this out somewhere private." Robin, who always half-expected this from Tania, gave her friend an accusing glance. Tania met her glance just long enough to shake her head, confused but not panicking, then smiled at the guards. "Sure!" she said, a lot more sweetly than Robin had expected her to even be capable of acting. "Come on, Robin." 'Somewhere Private' turned out to be the security guards' office, a dark, kind of hot room with a single flourescent bulb on the cieling and a fairly huge wall of cameras. Robin was sitting, bouncing her leg nervously, while Tania stood against the wall, smoking a cigarette and humming patiently. Her eyes darted through the security monitors, stopping on a particularly cute guy in the sporting goods store. "How do they see anything happening if they've got to watch all of these cameras at once?" Robin looked at her, then back at the floor, not even answering. Tania sighed, a brief, breathless huff of frustration and laughed. "Look, I swear I didn't take anything! I'm just saying, that's a hell of a lot of cameras, you'd have to be lucky just to catch someone." "Not really," said the second security guard, walking in. " We're not the only ones looking, we're the backups. We just make sure the cameras are working." "That," said the first, walking in with a tape in his hand, "And record the broadcast. Oh yeah, we also do the interrogations, so I'd be nice with us if I were you." Tania rolled her eyes. "Wow, good cop bad cop, that's new. Do we have a car chase later? 'Cause I'm not a good driver, I may crash into a gas station and explode." "Or go off a cliff and explode." Robin added, cracking a smile. "By the way, you know one of you is gonna die two days before you retire, right?" "Yeah, someone's gonna club you with a Magic 8-Ball in Spencer's!" Tania finished, and both women broke into fits of laughter. The first security guard grinned at the second, who smiled without humor. "Funny girls," he said to his partner. "Yeah, I guess." the second guard said. "Well, laughing time's over. Ladies, My name's Bad Cop, he's Worse Cop, and you-" he pointed at Robin- "were shoplifting in Macy's twenty minutes ago." Robin's mouth dropped. Tania, who had sobered a bit, again burst into laughter. "WHAT?!?" both said in unison. "I haven't stolen anything since I was fifteen!" said Robin, pointing at herself, then Tania. "She stole something the last time we were here!" Tania immediately stopped laughing, and gave her former best friend an unholy glare. "SNITCH!" she yelled, with the wide-eyed fervor of an old lady in a horror movie. "I didn't say what, and you just self-incriminated," Robin said, smiling sweetly at her friend with murder in her eyes. "No, I didn't, I just called you a snitch." she retorted calmly, murder in her own eyes. "Besides, I'm sure the tape'll just show that neither of us-" she turned her glare towards the guards- "stole anything." That's what we're here to see," said the first guard, popping the tape into a VCR. The monitors immediately switched to an all-screen image Robin recognized as her dressing room. "Well, that's not too illegal!" said Robin, glaring at the guards. "I just told you we only tape these." the second guard replied, "Someone else monitors them, in this case, the nice lady behind the counter at the changing station." "She was a damn bitch if you ask me." Robin grumbled, watching another girl try on a green one piece. "I agree," said the first guard. "She's been making my life a living hell ever since I got her that damn job. Either of you know a good divorce lawyer, give me the number. Oh, here we go." He paused the tape on a shot of Robin between changings. "This is the problem. We have to verify that you were wearing this leotard when you entered the premises." Tania turned to Robin, grinning. "You're wearing a fucking leotard? What is this, Flashdance? Wait-" she looked at the monitors, and laughed. "Isn't that your old Gymnastics uniform? Why the hell wear that?" "Yes! Yes, I was, so can we just go?" Robin said, panicking a bit now. Sure, her costume held while she was in clothes, but anyone looking at just that would immediately realize her gut was just a towel. The second gard shook his head. "I'm sorry, but mall policy is, a store employee has to eyeball it. Now, like he said, his wife works at the store-" "Fuck store policy!" Robin hadn't realized she had stood until the first guard held up a hand. "I have a right to my fucking privacy and you can't do this!" "She won't do anything to you. She'll just look over the leotard, and say no, we don't sell those, and you'll be home free. She won't tell us how you look or anything-" "That's not good enough!" She yelled, crying, horrified. "YOU CAN'T DO THIS TO ME!!!" Tania rushed forward, and led Robin back to her seat. "No dispare, chica. I'll handle this, okay? I'll take care of it, just relax. No-" she cut Robin off, "You don't have to say anything. I'll handle this." She knew her friend was going through some body troubles, but hadn't realized it was that serious. She wasn't gonna let anyone make this worse, though. After she got Robin relatively calm, Tania turned to the guards. "Can we talk outside, please?" she asked politely, her eyes pleading. The guards nodded, and they walked into the hallway outside. Tania took a deep breath, then started her sell. "Look, guys, is there anything I can do to stop this from happening? I can't get into details, but she's going through a-a problem right now, and doesn't want to be seen. What if-matter of fact, look. I'll pay for anything you think she took, okay?" "Ma'am, we have to be sure-" "Please, sir, she didn't even tell me what happened, and I'm her best friend! This is killing her right now, you see that-" "Okay, where is she?" the lady from the dressing room said. "Oh, are you her friend? I want to search her, too." "Bitch, who-" Tania said, incensed. The first guard gave her a quelling look, and she stopped, realizing she had to convince this bitch before everyone else. "Sorry. Please, my friend is-" "I don't want to hear any of your excuses," the woman said, eyeing Tania coldly. "I know what I saw on that monitor. I know a lot of things about...your friend." "If you know so much, why the hell are you still working at Macy's?" Tania knew she shouldn't have said it, but she couldn't help it. "Sir, this woman obviously is trying to carry out some kind of vendetta, this is ridiculous! Why can't I just pay for whatever you think she took-" "Because she should have paid for it before she walked out wearing it!" the woman retorted. "I don't have a vendetta-but I bet you have a reason to protect your accompilace...or should I say lover?" SMACK! The woman stumbled back into a wall as Tania's hand connected, hard, with her cheek. The two guards grabbed Tania's wrists, and she fought them. "Don't you ever in your life insult my friend like that, you little bitch! I'll rip your fucking hair out! You-" She stopped suddenly, realizing what she'd done. "Oh no..." she said, her eyes watering. The woman, holding her cheek, walked back over, scowling. "Either I search them both or I report both of you-" she eyed both guards in turn- "to management! I swear I will!" "Please..." Tania said, crying herself now. "Please don't do this..." "I'll start with the other one," she said, walking away, and Tania closed her eyes, defeated. *** Robin heard the door open, and looked up. The bitch from the changing room was standing there, trying to look authoritive with a hand on her cheek. "Either I search you now of the cops search you at the station." she said, calmly. "look, I got this leotard from high school. I was in gymnastics, I was team captain, please don't do this to me!" The woman smiled, a thin, humorless smile. "Oh, I knew that. I voted you in, remember? You won by a single vote, and I was the last voter. And the first thing you did was get me cut from the team!" The smile dropped. "You don't even remember my name, do you?" Robin froze. "A-Allison?" "Ashley. Well, at least you were close!" The smile came back, this time with a bit of malice. "Well, anyway, I figure I don't owe you any more breaks, so just let me see it and make sure it's not that one, then you can go, okay?" Robin scowled at her, sincerely hoping she died right there and then, and stood, turning and removing her shirt, revealing the back of the one piece. "There, you see it? Can I go now?" Ashley smiled at the tone, enjoying her little revenge. She knew Robin was telling the truth, she just wanted her to squirm a bit. "I don't know what's more amazing, that you still wear that thing or that it still fits. Turn around, please?" "Do-do I have to?" "I said please, didn't I?" Ashley said smoothly, her smile widening. Had the dumbass actually taken something? Oh, wasn't that just great! "I also said no more breaks, so turn or I call the cops." "No, I'm not turning towards the door, come around." Robin said, suddenly numb. Ashley huffed. "Whatever." she said, walking around. "Like anyone really wants to see..." She stopped, immediately seeing the wadded-up cloth, and grinning. "Mind taking that out?" "Yes I mind! Look, I just had surgery and it's not healing right, I need to keep it compressed!" The words flew from Robin's mouth, desperation making her mind work overtime. The Effect Ch. 01 "If you had surgery, you'd have gauze taped there. If you needed compression, some would be wrapped around. Now, stop lying and take it out!" Ashley shouted, out of patience. Robin, crying, snatched it out and whipped it in her face. "There, you happy?!" she said, as Ashley ripped it off, way harder than necessary. There was no grin on the woman's face as she looked back at Robin, just a disgusted look-and a gooey fluid on the cheek she'd been holding when she walked in. "Eww! What's-" her eyes went to Robin's gut. Robin looked down- -and saw the goddamn thing's outline, in stark relief under the glow of the single light. She looked up just in time to see Ashley faint dead away, falling backwards and hitting her head pretty hard against the chair Robin had been sitting in. Robin cried out, dropping down to lift her head. She'd just been upset, she didn't really want to see her hurt, even if she was a bitch. "Help! Somebody get in here, she fainted!" The door swung open, and Robin heard the first guard come in."Ash? What did you do?!" Without thinking, she turned and said, "Nothing, she fainted and hit her-" His jaw dropped as she saw the outline of it. "Please, she's not breathing! Do something!" she cried, tears running down her face. The words snapped him out of his trance, and he ran over to her. Robin picked up the towel, and carefully replaced it, crying harder than she ever had in her life. *** Tania sat outside with the second guard, wondering what the hell was going on. She looked at the man, who wasn't too ugly when he wasn't calling her a thief. "You doing anything later?" The man smiled, holding up his left hand to show a gold band. "Sorry, taken. Aren't you, too?" "My husband doesn't mind," she said, smiling. "Well, I don't think my wife-" he stood as his partner came out, half-carrying his wife. "What the hell happened?" "Holy mother of God..." Ashley said, holding her head. "Never would have even thought..." "Here, honey, just sit down, okay?" said the guard. The woman took the seat, shook her head a bit then looked at Tania. "Sh-I mean, he-your friend can't shop here anymore." she said timidly. "Excuse me?" Tania said hotly, but her husband cut both of them off. "We can't do that, Ashley," he said, in a tone meant not to be challenged. His wife had other ideas. "I'm your wife! You don't talk to me that way, especially not over some-" "Whatever she is," her husband said, "she has the right to shop wherever she wants. But," he turned to Tania, and looked at her evenly. " I think your friend might have to use the, um-" his throat closed on the rest, and he had to swallow before he continued. " Might have to use the other changing room from now on, okay?" "Why the fuck would she do that?" Tania spat, ready for battle. "Because of her big, fat cock." Ashley snarled. Tania leapt forward, her hands clutching for the woman's throat. This time, the guards were ready for her, and grabbed her a second before they found their target. "BRUHA! ¡COMA LA MIERDA Y MUERA, PUTA!! I"LL KILL YOU! I"LL FUCKING-" "Tania." the one word, meek and tearful, drained the woman of all of her fury. Tania looked at her friend, still wearing only the leotard, and the obvious towel that was patted to look like a cute, perfect pot belly, then into her tearful eyes, and instantly understood. "Chica..." she said, her own eyes watering. "Don't... just drive me home, okay?" Robin's dove gray eyes, and the bleak expression in them, were ripping Tania apart, and she nodded. She wished she knew what to say, but could only nod. "Si, no problema, chica," she said. "Let's go get your clothes." *** On the way out, Tania made a decision both of them would be eternally grateful for. Looking over at Tania as they walked from the security office, she smoothed down Robin's hair and grabbed her hand. Robin, still weeping slightly, looked over, and found Tania looking at her, smiling. She smiled back at her friend, her best friend. Instead of letting Robin's hand go when they got to the car, Tania walked over to her side first, opening the door for her. "Such a gentleman," Robin said, her voice rusty. She immediately realized the retort she'd set herself up for, and so did Tania, but all she said was, "De nada." Robin dried her eyes. Well, it was out there now. There was no denying it. People knew. Her husband left over it. Her best friend knew...and accepted it completely so far. She hadn't given Tania enough credit. Her friend was the best person she'd ever met, and she owed her everything for today, for this. "So now what?" she said as Tania got into the car, smiling as her friend sought her hand again. "I was thinking about dinner. You still hungry?" Tania asked, looking over. Robin's smile paled a bit. "Not anymore. I just want to go to bed." "You have to eat," Tania announced, looking at the road, then back at Robin, then the road again. "I'll cook you something, okay?" Robin had looked down at her seat, but looked up at that. "I didn't know you could cook!" "Every day from when I turned six, I was in the kitchen." Tania said. "I never really liked it, though-and I had to do it so much, working at my dad's resturaunt, I never wanted to after we fell out. So now, I only cook on special occasions." Robin pretended to pout. "Now, how many birthdays have I had since you knew me?" "Eight-and you always wanted to party." Tania clutched Robin's hand tighter. "So I figured it just made it that much more special." Robin smiled again, and kissed the back of Tania's hand. "Gracias." God, she wanted to kiss Tania on the cheek. She was such a sweetheart. The ride to Tania's house was quiet, a comfortable, serene, enveloping silence that niether girl wanted to break. Tania was wondering how her plan was going to work out. Robin was wondering how she could repay her friend's loyalty, which she'd greatly underestimated. Neither wanted to let go of the other's hand. Too soon, they were pulling into Tania's driveway. Tania kissed the back of Robin's hand, and walked over to her side of the car, opening her door. They held hands as they walked into the house. Tania's husband Eric was sitting on the couch, flipping through channels, but his eyes immediately turned to his wife as she walked in. "Hey, honey," he said, turning off the TV and walking over to embrace his wife. "Oh, hey, Robin. What's up? You look like hell." "I've been through it," Robin said, smiling meekly. Papi, chica had herself a real bad day," Tania said, letting Robin's hand go to stroke his face. "Is it okay if we have our night another time?" Eric's smile fell. "But I already called off on my friends!" he said, pouting a bit. Robin almost giggled, it was such a cute expression on Eric's manly face. "I know baby, I'll make it up to you." Tania said, embracing him, then whispering in his ear, "If all goes well, I'll share sometime, you won't believe it!" Eric smiled again, then kissed his wife. "Okay, I'm gone. Can I see our car?" "Sure." Tania handed him the keys. "te quiero, papi." "Love you too, mami." Eric waved goodbye to Robin, and walked out, grinning. Tania turned back to Robin. "Follow me, I don't want to waste time." They went into the kitchen, Tania immediately going to the refrigerator. "You like beef or chicken?" Tania asked, still shuffling through drawers. "Chicken-and I really can't cook at all. You might not want me in here..." "I would love you in here." Tania stood, holding two packages of meat. "Please stay and cook with me? I promise you won't ruin it. You'll be an expert in ten seconds, and it will taste five times as good because you helped." her eyes sought Robin's and locked with them, pleading timidly. Robin nodded, her mouth dry. She had seen looks of lust, on men's and women's faces, but never one like this. This was lust, yeah, but it was a cautious, respectful lust, a look of reverence, of adoration. It was a lover's face, one she hadn't expected from Tania. "Sure," she said, licking her lips. "What can I do?" Tania smiled suddenly, her face brightening. She handed Robin a pair of gloves. "Here, put these on. Watch me, I'll show you how to cut peppers." Robin picked up the movements quickly, and before long, they were cooking each other burritos, Tania doing Robin's in a hurry, then looking over and giving simple instructions, praising her way more than necessary. Before long, they were sitting down to eat, Tania crossing herself quickly. Two bites in, Robin looked up at Tania. Her friend had only taken a small bite of her food, and was staring at Robin. Robin met her gaze, smiling slightly. "I told you I couldn't cook," she said apologetically. Tania jumped a bit, blushing. "No, it's not! I mean yes, it's-it tastes good." Tania stammered, taking another bite of the burrito, which was actually better than she thought it would be. "No, I was just-nothing. It's nothing." Robin grinned, endeared by this new attitude. Tania was trying soooo hard, she was being so good, and for no reason. Didn't she know Robin was hers? "Why don't you just ask? I won't mind." "Are you sure? I don't want to offend you..." You've earned some answers," Robin said, biting her burrito. "Fire away, gossip hound." "When did it happen?" Tania blurted. "How did it happen? Why haven't you had it cut off? And how could Jake leave you now?" "Well, let's see... Valentine's day morning of all days, an injection of some hormone-augmenting nanobots, they may be able to reverse it, plus the surgery would hurt and leave scars, and I have to respect Jake's privacy." "Nanobots?" Tania asked, wolfing down her food. "Where the hell did he get those?" "He made them, with a government grant. He pitched it to the government as a human enhancement project." Her face twisted into a scowl. "I signed up thinking I was gonna just get the placebo, since I was already fit, and instead I got a..." she stopped, unable to take that last step. "Willy?" Tania suggested. Robin looked up, startled. Tania cocked an eyebrow. Robin grinned. Tania grinned back. "Schlong." "Wang," Robin said. She should have told Tania as soon as this had happened, it was good to be able to just talk without the secrets, just friendship and humor. "I bet I'm every bisexual's dream girl, now." "Well, I wouldn't say all that." Tania replied, finishing her burrito and sipping her beer. "Some don't like peanut butter in their chocolate. A lot of people prefer either one or the other, as far as partners go." "And you?" Robin asked. Tania looked up, her expression hidden. "Am I your fantasy, Tania?" Tania returned Robin's stare. She realized this was an important moment, and chose her words carefully. "Robin Banks, you were my fantasy three hours before you knew I existed, and not a damn thing that's happened since then, including me getting married, has or could change that." Suddenly, a challenge entered her eyes. "But I'd never try to force you into anything you didn't want to do, because taking you isn't having you. People have to give themselves, not just their privates, or it's just sex." Robin bit her lip. "And you want love?" she asked, trying to understand what her friend meant. "Not really love, just...intimacy, you know? I mean, we were best friends almost from the start, but all we seemed to do was party. If you start out a relationship partying nonstop, that's all it'll ever be. So I figured, just wait until we mellowed out a bit. But by then, we were so close...I didn't want to lose a friend over one night, and I knew it wouldn't be the same between us if I suckered you into it..." Tania stared at her empty plate for a second, then laughed, a fragile chuckle that she quickly swallowed. "God, I sound so lovesick. I don't know why you're not laughing at me right now." "Because it's not funny." Robin stood, and walked around the table, fire in her eyes. Tania stood and tried to stop her, apprehension in her eyes. Robin just took her hands and placed them on her back, right above the curve of her butt, and kissed her best friend right on her lips, slow and sweet. Tania's head was spinning. Holy God, she hadn't been expecting this, had expected to watch a movie, then sneak a small kiss before bed. Instead, her dream girl was clutching her, kissing her, sliding her tongue into Tania's mouth, and all she could do was stand there. Her lust quickly overcame her confusion, though, and her hands caressed Robin's ass cheeks through her jeans as her tongue got into the game. Robin's hands moved down Tania's back, and into her pants. Tania made an urgent sound into Robin's throat, and she tried to break the kiss. "Wait," she had to hold Robin back by both arms, she was so driven to her task. "If you're not sure-" "I am sure. I've been sure." Robin's eyes were watering, and she took her hand from Tania's pants to caress one trembling cheek. "I just had the worst day of my life, and you stood by me through it all. You're my best friend, and I love you. Let me show you..." she grabbed Tania's hand, and brought it to her stomach. Tania could clearly feel the hardness under the towel, and felt it flex under her hand. "That's yours, if you want it. All yours." A tear went down Robin's cheek, and Tania realized how much Robin needed her, not just for sex or friendship, but trust, and acceptance. Robin may have wanted her all along, but hadn't known how much-until just now. It happened that way sometimes(Tania had found out playing Truth or dare, of all places), but Tania was an expert at 'breaking girls in', having spent most of her adult life doing it...plus, she'd fantasized about Robin since they'd first met. Then it finally hit her-she was getting Robin! Robin wanted her! She grabbed the other girl's hand, and walked her to the bedroom. *** As soon as the door closed, Tania turned and kissed Robin, her hands grabbing the shorter woman's bigger butt, the round cheeks not as soft as expected, but firm and well-built. Robin returned the kiss eagerly, moaning into her friend's mouth. She'd expected Tania's ardent response, but was surprised at her own body's reaction. She was definitely hot, both wet and hard beneath the leotard, plus the towel added friction, and she felt the goddamn thing twitch under it. Suddenly, she needed out of her clothes, and fast. She reached for the buttons to her blouse, and was surprised to find it open, and Tania's hands on her breasts, still covered by the leotard. "Figured you wouldn't mind," Tania said between kisses, smiling. Robin chuckled breathlessly, and her...her dick throbbed, getting even harder if at all possible. She reached for Tania's shirt, pulling the simple pink Wife Beater over her head, exposing a nice pair of C cups with big, dark nipples. Robin took a breath, then leaned in, taking the right nipple into her mouth. "Ah, si, si, bueno... Suck meeee... Oh!" Tania's stomach twitched, almost imperceptibly, as Robin swirled her tongue over the nub, the size of a water bottle top, and moaned in response, loving the soft breast in her mouth the best she could. Her right hand snaked down Tania's stomach, and this time the twitch wasn't so subtle. Tania moaned loud, and her hips jerked towards Robin's hand, inviting it in lower. Robin's fingers teased Tania for a minute, playing with her belly button, then slid down the front. "Dios!" Tania cried out, quivering so bad Robin wrapped a hand around her back, leading her to the bed. As the matress brushed her legs, Tania immediately flopped down, too fast, causing Robin to fall forward, on top of her, the hardness up against her stomach pressing into Tania's. "Wow. Is that a flashlight in there, or are you just happy to see me?" Tania joked. Robin smiled, and kissed her again, on the cheek, then the neck, then her lips were moving down her new lover's body, checking carefully for sensitive spots, finding the undersides of Tania's breasts, the insides of her elbows, her underarms (Which were quickly closed, in apprehension), her belly button, and the hollows beneath her pelvic bones, all leaving Tania breathless, shaking and gasping in anticipation. Her legs actually kicked, literally kicked out, when Robin undid the button of her jeans. "Yes...si mi corazon, lower..." Tania said, reaching down to unzip her zipper with sweaty hands, then push them down hurriedly. Robin helped the cause, untying the little lacy number Tania had worn, and pulling them away to see her lover's pussy. Tania had all but one thin strip waxed, exposing the wide, long lips of her pussy, spread out like a butterfly's wings in arousal-and her clit, which stuck out almost a whole inch from her pussy. It looked like the tip of a finger-or a small dick. "It's so big..." "Look who's talking," Tania teased, making her friend blush. "Eric thinks I'm a little boy down there, and that's why I like girls..." she continued, giggling at the left-handed comment. "I think that's why he liked me...at first anyway...oh!" she jerked. Robin had just licked the tip, experimenting with the little nub of flesh. "Keep going!" Robin kissed the little nub, getting another moan, a jerk, and a trickle of wetness, which she licked up. Tania's body qiuvered, then shook violently as Robin took her clit into her mouth, her tongue circling it as it jerked and swelled. Tania clenched her fists, already close to exploding, half from the attention her body was getting, half from who it was coming from. "sí, si amante, no parada...mi de t-tan cercano..." she said in Spanish, hoping Robin would catch the words. "ay, que va a estallar! Robin heard the words, and even kind of understood, but was too wrapped up in what she was doing to answer. Her hands left Tania's thighs, going to her shoulders to slip off the leotard, while her mouth continued to love Tania's clit, making the Puerto-Rican beauty moan even louder- -then scream as her orgasm hit, years of yearning and a month of frustration amplifying the pulses until it felt like ecstasy was rushing through her whole body, over her skin, through her bones, all through her entire being. Robin suddenly had to grab a hold of Tania's thighs to keep from being bucked off before she was done-and she was really enjoying herself. Really, really enjoying herself, she suddenly realized, becoming aware of how delicious her friend smelled and tasted, and feeling her dick jerk in time with Tania's cries of passion. Robin wanted to stop, to let Tania catch her breath, but her tongue wasn't slowing down, was in fact going faster as her own arousal rose. Her right hand left Tania's thigh to caress her pussy lips, first slowly, then faster to keep time with her tongue, then two fingers slid into Tania's cunt. Tania gasped, then yelled hoarsely as she exploded again, the pleasure growing too intense. "¡parada! ¡No más! ¡Por favor, no más! Oh God, please STOP!" she cried, admitting defeat. Robin gave her one last swirl, then forced her head away, gasping. "Was that...was...was that good?" Robin gasped, trying to catch her breath as she leaned back and pushed her leotard down to her knees. "Yes..." the word came out watery, making Robin look up. Tania was lying flat on the bed, her eyes closed, tears leaking down her face. "Tania!" Robin exclaimed, frightened, scooting up to embrace her friend. "I'm sorry, it's...you tasted so good, and I got carried away, oh, please don't cry, I'm sorry..." she said, her own eyes watering with guilt. "Don't..." Tania said, weakly returning the embrace. "Don't feel bad...you didn't do anything wrong, it's just... it was just sooooo good! I've never cum that hard in my life! where did you learn to do that?" The Effect Ch. 01 "Jake," Robin said. "He did that the first time we had sex, I almost fainted." In spite of herself, she smiled at the memory. "You need a minute?" "No, just hold me a little longer..." Robin was happy to oblige. "thank you, mi muñeca." She was talking about the tongue bath, not the hug, Robin knew. "You're welcome." They held each other for a while, Tania's tears fading into sighs of contentment. Robin was a long way from content, however, and her hips started to rotate slowly against Tania's soft stomach. Tania felt the motion, and gathered up her stregnth. This was the hard part(No pun intended), and she suspected she would need to lead from here. "How do you feel, muñeca?" she asked, moving her hands to Robin's shoulders. "Hard." said the shorter girl, trying to slow her hips, but not suceeding. "nervous. I don't know what to do." "You're not hard," Tania replied. "You're soft...and strong...and sexy. I'm almost afraid to touch you." Her hands started to make slow circles on Robin's shoulders, then caressed down her back, making her moan softly. "You're sensitive. I'll be gentle." she said, kissing Robin's nose, then her lips, then the curve of her jaw. Robin rolled to her back, letting Tania have her way. Tania leaned up, suddenly nervous herself, and looked down at Robin's big, perfect breasts. Her hands came up, fingertips moving from Robin's shoulders down, a feather touch, until they surrounded the other woman's breasts, then moving up, spiraling toward the nipple...then back down, barely touching the outsides of her areolas, draing another slight moan. she did it again, this time barely inside the areolas, then down. Again and again she did this, each time getting closer to the nipple, taking as long as she could. She had dreamed of this, of what she would do, but nothing, nothing, could compare to the reality of it, the soft sighs and revolving hips, pushing the hard member up and down her soft belly. She felt herself getting wetter as she continued to tease her friend's breasts, the nipples hard and aching for attention, until finally Tania's fingertips rolled around them, making Robin gasp. "Ohhhh..." Robin moaned, her body on fire, every nerve crying out for the delicate attention her nipples were getting. her own hands moved down to caress her dick, but Tania grabbed them first, interlocking thier fingers. "That's my job, muñeca." Robin just moaned, a little urgency in it this time, and tried to get her hands back, this time to caress Tania, who just held on and leaned down, lightly kissing the right nipple, then the left, then swirling one, then the other, then finallytaking the right nipple into her mouth. "Ahhhh," she said, her arm jerking from the sensation, intense from the teasing. Tania sucked, then laved the hard point, then bit it a bit, getting a bigger jerk and a gasp, then repeated the treatment to the left breast, making the moan deeper, more throaty, then kissed her way between the two mounds of firm, pillowy flesh, licking and kissing her way lower- "Wait!" Robin suddenly tensed, realizing where her friend's mouth was going. Tania obediently stopped, looking up with a sweet smile that clashed beautifully with the lust in her carmel eyes. "Yes?" she said, in a husky voice. "I..." "Yes?" she said again, amused that the girl who'd just made her come that hard was suddenly shy when it was her turn. "...I just wanted to..." "Keep going..." Tania teased, her hand moving down to caress the short fluff of hair over Robin's naughty bits. "Iloveyou!" The words rushed out with a blush, and Tania's teasing smile disappeared under an expression of shock. Robin smiled slightly, braver now that it was out. "I love you, Tania. I just wanted to say it..." "Oh my God..." Tania's hands shook in Robin's, and a tear rolled down her face."I love you too, Robin...I love you so much...Damnit, why did you wait until now? I can't ravish you like this!" Robin smiled. "Take all the time you need, I'll just be here...with this wet, hot pussy screaming for you-agh!" Tania had suddenly grabbed the base of Robin's dick, and the warm, hard shaft jerked under her hand, along with the rest of Robin. "Sweet Jesus...that thing, too..." "Good." Tania examined the dick in her hand, amazed. "It's so big...no wonder you had all that shit on!" "You-you don't have to-" "Yes I do," Tania cut robin off, lifting the member up against her stomach. "But not yet. First, I gotta return the favor." she parted Robin's pussy with two fingers, finding it wet, her smallish clit standing out. Tania flicked her tongue against it, making Robin jerk again, and spread her legs. Her tongue started to flick again, at a hummingbird's pace, and Robin quivered and moaned. Tania's experienced tongue went lower, still fluttering like a dragonfly's wing, until it came to Robin's pussy. She started swirling it around the opening, still moving remarkably fast, and then began to sink in a bit deeper, then deeper, still twirling tirelessly, until it was all the way in, deeper than Robin had expected. "Ohhhh..." her moans came constantly, as Tania's tongue brought her closer to a peak "Ooh...ha...ahhh...shit, slow down. slow down! I'm gonna-I'm-I'm coming! Agh! AhhhhhAAARRRRRGH!" Robin's whole body came off of the bed, arched onto her toes and shoulders, shaking like a woman posessed, but Tania never let up with the swirling, her tongue deep inside, hitting spots Robin never knew existed. Robin shrieked, completely overwhelmed, and loving it. "YES! FUCK! DON'T STOP, NEVER STOP, KEEP-GAH! AAAAAAAAAAAH!" Suddenly her dick was jerking in Tania's hand, one orgasm triggering another, and her legs shot straight out, bringing her down on the bed with a thump, but leaving Tania raised up. The taller girl looked down-just in time to catch a glob of Robin's cum on her cheek, then her forehead. "ohgod... sogood...so-" Robin's eyes opened as she became aware that Tania wasn't in reach anymore. Tania was staring right behind Robin, dumbstruck. Robin followed her gaze to the headboard, and the splats of cum all over it, then looked back at Tania, who was now looking down at her with the same amazement. "Oh no...I'm sorry, let me get-" Her attempt to get up was cut short by Tania pouncing on her, driving her to the matress hard, then assaulting her mouth fiercely, her tongue almost down Robin's throat. "Fuck me..." Tania's voice was a husky grunt, her rough kisses smearing the cum all over Robin's cheeks. She stopped, licking it off with rough strokes, like a cat-or a tigress. "Fuck me now!" Robin rolled Tania over, instincts taking charge. Tania reached down, grabbing the thick protrusion, finding it still hard, to both girls' surprise. "Fuck!" they said in unison as Tania's hand made its way to the head, and stroked it roughly. "Point me," Robin said, still holding the kiss. Tania put the head at her opening, then grabbed Robin's asscheeks, pulling her forward. "Now!" Robin pushed her hips forward, just barely getting the head in, and felt a series of throbs at the base of her dick, going to her pussy and down her legs. "Shit," she said, trying to slow herself a bit, but Tania's fingernails dug into her ass, making her hips jerk forward by instinct, pushing her halfway in. "Owwww!" she yelled, and Tania grabbed harder, pulling Robin in the rest of the way-until she felt a push waaaaay deep inside her, and realized she was stuffed, too full of dick to even flex her pussy muscles. "You okay?" Robin said, her voice strained. Tania tried to say yes, but could only moan, deep in her throat. "Good," Robin said, rawly, and pulled out, almost completely, only to pump back in. "Uhn...Gah! AAAGH!" She came again on her third thrust, her back arching again as her overheated penis pumped her love juice into Tania, who was already coming under her assault. Gasping, totally spent, Robin fell on top of Tania, who was gasping for air herself. "Am I-too-heavy?" Robin said between breaths. "You're fine," Tania said, loving the closeness, and still full of Robin. That goddamn thing was amazing, even soft. "That was-" she started, then moaned as an aftershock ran into her from Robin. "Yeah..."Robin murmured, drowsy and weak. "te quiero, mejor amiga." Tania wrapped her arms and legs around Robin. "te quiero también...mejores amigas por siempre..." and with those words of love, the ladies fell asleep, wrapped all around and through each other, best friends.