http://www.asstr.org/files/Authors/srb/www/ Don't read if under 18 or illegal in your little corner of the world, like you'll listen. This should appear only on my site http://www.asstr.org/files/Authors/srb/www/ F3, Futanari Palace, Pal's archive site, through Pal's yahoo group, on Pal's Forum... well, it basically should be wherever Pal's stuff is. Also at the Grey Archive, and some other places they might end up, they know who they are. This is copyright me, so don't call it yours. Feedback can be left here. I created all the characters, they are all fictional, and any relevance to anyone living or dead, is incidental This is the first in my attempts to create other stories in the Terra universe, or the Terraverse as I shall continue to call it. This has no bearing on the events of Terra. This story happens later in the history of Terra, roughly a year or so in the future. This story contains a number of fetishes, which I will catalogue as they come. There is loli futa, catgirl loli futa, loli, and elf in this chapter. This chapter contains between loli/loli futa, loli/loli futa/loli catgirl futa, loli futa/loli catgirl futa, light spanking, loli/futa/catgirl loli futa and lactation Club Vanilla Chapter 3 Mommy's Home I don't know how I got home exactly. I mean, I wasn't too drunk, and after our threesome, my first threesome ever, I laid in bed a while. Liz curled into a ball around my feet, and Loli Annie snuggled with me for a little bit. After we all recharged our batteries we each put our clothes on and parted ways. Liz showed me back to the room to be unfutaed. Part of me missed the little guy, but I didn't think that I could fit the tiger into the skirts I usually wore to work, and rules were rules. Sue showed me out to my car, and even waited for me as I started it up and drove off. I could see her waving in the rear view mirror. I made it home fine, although I usually don't drive after that many drinks. I didn't have a ton they were just strong. I didn't bother calling in to work though I did have a bit of a headache the next day. The rest of the week passed by normally for me. I didn't bother telling Claire that I went to the club. I actually didn't see her that week, she works in accounts receivable and I work in human resources, which are on two different floors, and two different lunchrooms. I didn't go back to the club again, I wanted to, but I needed some time to figure out how I felt about it. And then again I didn't want to go on a weekend night, not yet at least. That place was a zoo on a so-called quiet night, I could only imagine it on a busy one. So the weekend passed by normally enough, a boring couple of days of doing laundry, cleaning the house, grocery shopping, and taking care of the little errands I try to wait to do until it's the weekend. The next week started normal enough, until I received a comm at home from an unknown caller. When I heard the message, I knew instantly who it was. "Hey Julie, how's it going hon? I wanted to know if you were going to come down to the club tonight, I thought Wednesdays might be good for you. Elizabeth has the night off too. Oh, and uh, try changing your perspective tonight," Was the message she had left on the machine. I mulled the idea over for a while. While I didn't need to go to the club, the thought of going there did excite me a lot. I got a bill in the mail for the cost, only a one-time fee of four hundred dollars. Four hundred was a lot, but they said I could still come in and enjoy the club. I just had to pay it off eventually. Oh what the hell, I might as well. Change my perspective, huh? I think I have an idea of what Annie wants, but I don't know what to wear. I didn't want to buy a whole new set of clothing just for the occasion, but then I checked the closet. Buried deep in there was a set of clothes my niece had left over the last time she was over. I resigned myself to wearing a set of blue jeans and a wrinkled striped white shirt, I didn't have any time to clean or iron them. As I drove there, I could practically feel myself getting wet from excitement. The sex the last time had been incredible, but it wasn't just the sex. I felt at ease there, like I belonged or something. Like, I wasn't going to be judged by anyone there, who all seemed nice. It wasn't like any other nightclub I had been to. Pulling up, I remembered that there was valet parking this time. I got out of my car and paid for the valet. Looking over, I wasn't sure but it looked like Sue had decided to be a tall Asian man, complete with a Fu Manchu mustache. She wasn't nearly as tall, but she was still packed with muscles. I smiled and waved as I walked in, she didn't even bother checking the list. I turned towards the reception area, and hit the bell for someone to come over. A woman came over, she wore an ID card but it seemed identical to her now. Maybe she didn't want to be someone different tonight. Of course, I guess she might just be hired to work there. "Hi, I'm Julie Jones," I said, as she came to the desk. "Okay I'm Billie, let's see…right, we have you here. Do you need a new card?" she asked, checking my name in the computer. "Oh, uh, I guess I do, I forgot the one I got last time at home," I said sheepishly. "Alright, that'll take a second, I'll print it out while we take care of business in back," she said, opening the door to the strange sterile hallway. It was weird how the place seemed to change from he clean area in the hallway to the…not dirty, but certainly not sterile nightclub area. "So last time you were a futanari, did you enjoy it?" she asked, checking my information, I guess, on a pad. "Oh, yeah, it was a blast," I said, my mind thinking back on that day. A smile crept across my face. "Great, do you want to be the same this time?" she asked, detached in the way a doctor would speak. "Oh, uh, I uh, wanted to be younger today," I said, struggling for the words to explain it correctly. "Okay, how young?" she asked. She was straight to business, unlike Liz last week. "Uh, I was thinking like…thirteen?" I said meekly. "Okay, thirteen it is. Did you bring clothes?" she asked. I lifted up a bag as an answer. "Good job thinking ahead, some people don't. Of course you could always walk around in the buff like a certain twelve year old," she said with a smile. "Uh, futa again tonight or just a young 'un? "Oh, uh I guess I'll be a futa again tonight, maybe a little smaller though? I don't want to look…too big," I said. It was still tough to explain to these people. I'm sure I could come in and ask to be a snake and all they would ask is whether I wanted a rattle or not. "I think I know what you want. All right, well just sit here. The transformation can be a little…disorientating, so watch out at first. You're going to have to get used to being about a foot and a half or so shorter," she said, pulling a sheet room divider between us. I sat down in the chair, waiting for whatever to happen. All of a sudden, I felt strange. I don't know how to describe it. It was like being in grade school and trying to shrink in your desk when the teacher called upon you. My body seemed to recede into itself. I could feel my arms and legs shrinking, getting smaller as they seemed to be sucked into my shrinking abdomen. I looked down at my breasts as they began to…deflate? I don't know how to explain it they just shrank. Not all the way, in fact they looked bigger on my now small frame. Then I felt that feeling in my groin, as the one piece of my body that was going to grow. It felt so weird, to have most of my body being pulled in, but to have that piece expand out. It didn't hurt, but disorienting barely began to describe it. When it was over, I looked down onto my body. I looked pretty foolish in these clothes, like a girl playing dress up in her mom's closet. It took me a minute to get a hold of myself, when I did I looked down at the bag. It seemed like it wasn't a long way away, but reaching down my scrawny little arm didn't even reach down halfway to it. I giggled and surprised myself at my own high-pitched voice. I had to crawl down from the chair in an awkward way, before I could get into the bag. The clothes were there, although in the whole rush to get everything together, I had completely forgotten about underwear. I looked down at the panties I was wearing they were almost comically oversized. I shrugged my shoulders to no one as I decided to go commando and pulled up the jeans. They were a size too big, and hung off of my butt slightly. I put the shirt on, it was at least comfortable, although my breast must have been bigger than my niece, as it was snugger there. Then it dawned on me that I didn't bring shoes either. I put the clothes in my bag and I pulled back the sheet divider. Billie was there waiting for me with a new ID on a lanyard. "Here you are, try not to lose these things, we don't want to advertise to people what goes on," she said politely, if not a little condescending as she handed it over. "Have fun and don't forget to come back to return to your normal self before you leave." I thanked her and put the lanyard on around my neck. I had to stop myself as I went to exit; the handle was too far up from where my hand was. Dealing with the change in perspective was strange. It was like being in a giant world. I exited out the hallway, and managed to open that door normally. There was a coat check near the entrance where I could store my cloths. I scanned the room and I couldn't see the two of them around. I figured I'd just grab a drink while I waited for them to show up, the clock did say it was only eight anyways. It was hard to climb up on the barstools, I didn't notice how far up they were the last time. "Can I get you a booster seat?" The bartender asked. "Oh ha-ha," I replied sarcastically. "A booster seat would only make this harder." "'Sex on the Beach', right?" she asked, smiling. "Good memory, please," I said. I had only been in once last week, and only ordered three drinks. I don't think I really even looked much like the person I am. God, that doesn't make any sense, but things don't seem to need to make sense here. "So, a friend of Annie's, huh?" she said, returning with my drink. "Uh, yeah, she's the first person I've met here,' I said honestly. I wondered to myself how much a drink this size would go through me. I could always call a cab if I had to, I suppose. "She's nice, just watch out for that little minx. She's kinkier than that innocent face of her might show," the bartender said. "Speak of the devil." "Hey Julie, I'm so glad you came!" Anne said emphasizing the word came as she walked over to me, and laying a big hug on me. Even with my thirteen-year-old frame, she was smaller than me, although it took a second to get down from the stool to hug her in the first place. She still wasn't wearing any cloths, save for the lanyard wrapped snugly around her hip. "Thanks, how did you get my number? It's supposed to be secure," I said. I had spent an extra hundred and fifty to keep all of those stupid callers from bothering me. "My nephew is a whiz with computers. He found it a challenge when he found out your number was 'secure'" Anne said, using quotation fingers. "Lemme buy ya a drink, what do ya have?" I said, reaching my hand up to reach the drink. I had to get on my tiptoes to reach it. "Oh, just a 'Martian Rover'," she said to the bartender. "Hey, have you seen Liz yet?" "No, I was only here for a few minutes before you showed up," I said, sipping at my drink. This bartender made the best 'Sex on the Beaches' ever! Maybe this stuff was going to my head. "It's still early yet. Wanna dance?" she asked, her head ticking in the direction of the dance floor. "To this?" I asked, as some cool jazz song played in the background. "I don't even have shoes!" "Come on, let's find something on the jukebox," she said, grabbing her drink. I paid for it before following her to a jukebox. While it was styled like the old ones, it was completely digital. "Oh I don't know, I think my granddaughter listens to this one," she said, picking a dance song. Suddenly the music changed, and a disco ball dropped from the ceiling of the dance floor. The track lights came on, and Annie dragged me onto the floor, nearly tripping me on the step. "Let's get down!" Annie shouted, as the song started going in full earnest. Nobody else seemed interested in dancing, so it was just me and Anne going at it up there. The music was fast, with a driving beat that seemed to be the focal part of the song. The lyrics seemed like an after thought, and were barely coherent, something about a guy leaving a girl so she decides to dance. I didn't listen to a lot of new music anyways. But the beat was fast, and it was fun to go out dancing. Loli Annie was a lot better at dancing than I was, but I was having a lot of fun. We were even beginning to attract a crowd. The song faded into another one, which sounded almost the same. It had a similar beat, just louder and faster, so we began dancing faster. I shook as I felt someone tap on my shoulder. Turning around, I was surprised to see a cattail there, attached to a much smaller Liz. Her red hair looked positively orange on her smaller frame. Apparently Anne had given her a call too. She looked like she couldn't be older than twelve years old either. I have no idea how she managed to find clothes designed to fit a catgirl, or a kitty girl I suppose. She must just cut holes in the back. "May I cut in?" she asked. "Why would you have to cut in?" I asked, or really practically shouted as I turned towards her. "Meow that's what I like to hear," Liz said, as Annie turned towards us, we all started dancing together. The music came and went, each song a of the dance variety. A couple of people had come and gone during the music, dancing for a song or two, but we were the only ones to spend a lot of time on the dance floor. After more songs and dancing than I could remember, I had to bow out. Annie and Liz kept dancing; bless them I don't know how they keep up. I felt tired, and I knew I had been sweating since the third or fourth song. Besides, my feet were sore as hell, I really wish I had a pair of shoes. I ordered plain water, and the bartender handed me a plastic bottle, which I finished off in a second. "You've been putting on quite a show there," she said as she took the bottle from my hand. "Yeah, thanks, can I get another drink?" I asked. "Don't drink it too fast, remember you're…smaller now," she said, handing me a drink. "Thanks," I said, sipping at it. I watched the two girls go at it. It was surprising to me as they seemed to dance in unison. Dancing in jeans with no underwear was making me itch, and I didn't want to chaff down there. After what seemed like forever, the two of them came back down from the dance floor. "Baileys," Liz said, panting as she walked to the bar. "You quit dancing on us Julie, what's up with that?" "I can't keep it up," I said, happy to be off of my feet for a moment. "I think I can keep it up," she said, lapping up the Baileys cream with her perk, pink tongue. I didn't even notice as her tail reached into my lap, pushing against the crotch of my pants. I could feel her pushing up against my dick, which was quickly beginning to respond. "Well, that was fun," Loli Annie said, reaching her hand down into my lap and joining Liz' tail. "Hey, hey come on guys, hey," I said, trying to stop their tag teaming me here in public. "Oh, your ready for a room, no wonder you stopped dancing. I should have known," Loli Annie said. "Alright," Liz said, paying for her drink as she finished it off, for once doing it as a person would finish off a drink. It was almost strange to see her do something like a human would, her cat mannerisms were so convincing. "Let's go!" "One, one second guys," I said, trying to shift the contents of my pants so my raging hard on wouldn't seem so…obvious. The jeans were for girls, so there was pretty much no dice there, and pushing against the jean fabric wasn't that fun. "Oh come on," Anne said, as her and Liz grabbed me by either arm. I followed them to the door, wondering for a second just what I was getting myself into. "All right, the three of you today?" asked the attendant behind the desk. I barely had time to see Glenn's face before he said "Room eight is all I've got open, that's yours ladies," he said. "Just remember to lock up and let us know when you're done." I followed the two in front of me as we went to the room. Anne was nice enough to shut the outside world from watching us by turning that dial. She turned around and said, "I wanna see who's bigger now!" "Why does that matter?" I asked. I mean I know that a lot of guys are concerned about the size of their dicks, but to be honest I always thought sex mattered more about how they used it. "It's got to be me then," Liz said, sticking her cute little tongue out at me. "Lay down!" Annie said, tapping her foot with impatience. "Drop those drawers first!" she said, ordering us to undress the way a teacher might order a child to the principle's office. I watched Liz undress and I followed suit, peeling the jeans off of my body. I jumped onto the bed with a leap like I used to as a child. Liz followed me to the bed, although she just sat on the end normally. Annie practically pushed her down as she got between us, grasping each of our cocks with either hand. Mine was already partly hard, so she spent a little more attention on Liz'. In fact, her hand seemed to absent-mindedly stroke me, as her mouth was busy licking the cock of the kitty. I watched for a while, as her hot little mouth seemed to positively swallow the cock. I could tell by her slowing speed that it was growing in her mouth. Anne seemed to be pretty good at it, although I couldn't tell… "So?" I asked. "Sorry," she said, or rather tried to say with a mouth full of penis. Liz's cock plopped out of her mouth, soaked with saliva. Annie looked them over, giving a few measurements with her hands. "It looks like Julie's bigger, sorry Liz. But you're thicker!" she said enthusiastically, as a consolation prize of some kind. "Well, then you won't mind…" Liz said, getting up and going behind Anne. I could see her raspy tongue reaching, eating Annie out. Anne shifted her attention, reaching down to my cock. 'My bigger cock' I thought with some pride. Anne was experienced, I could tell. She ran her small tongue, first teasing the opening of my cock, then spreading out in widening circles around the head. Her little mouth opened up, taking my cock inside. She was so wet and hot and tight, her mouth barely could make room for my shaft as her head began to bob up and down, taking more and more of my cock in it at once. I could hear the sound of Liz's mouth slurping up the juices coming off of Annie's body. I couldn't watch much of Liz from my angle, but I could tell she was doing…something. With Anne's body in my way I couldn't see, but I thinks she was fingering Anne, or something. Her hand seemed to finger her, and then she would jerk herself off. My mind was focused more on the head that Annie was giving me. I held her pigtails, which kept falling constantly onto my cock, getting in the way. I moaned out loud as I felt her slip a finger into me. My pussy was smaller, and her finger practically felt like a cock in there. The action felt incredible, as she worked the finger in unison with her mouth slurping my cock. It felt so weird, being finger banged as she was deep throating my cock. "Let's see how little this cock feels," Liz said, I watched as she rubbed Annie's backside. Annie pulled my cock out of her mouth, before shouting, "Wait!" but it was too late. Liz had already lubricated her dick with Annie's pussy juices, and had her cock head positioned at the entrance to Annie's fanny. With a small push, she must have gotten inside, because Anne bit her lip, letting out a slight moan. With my cock getting a chill from being wet and in the air, I pulled my body down. It didn't take long to find Annie's box, wet from Liz' tongue-lashing. She pulled me in, although it wasn't easy. Her body was tighter than I remember. I slowly began driving the cock in and out, an inch at first, but slowly building up speed. I had forgotten about her growing a new hymen, and burst her cherry without even thinking about it. She seemed to almost cum from that alone from the look on her face, as I continued to work more and more of myself in. As I did I ran my hands over Loli Annie's delicious body, enjoying feeling her. Her breasts would seem miniscule on a normal sized woman, but on a tiny girl like her, especially with my tiny hands, they seemed very nice, and her nipples were as hard as diamonds. Her small body was still shapely, and I enjoyed running my hands over her round little butt checks, squeezing them and pulling them apart to help Liz and her anal insertion. As I explored her body, I felt something run across my leg. I jumped for a second, thinking it was a mouse or something, but it was actually Liz' tail, running itself up my leg, and teasing my wet box. Annie had left it wet, but there wasn't a lot I could do, with her body pressed between Liz and I as the meat in the sandwich. I don't think either one of us could fit a finger down there, but her tail seemed to have a mind of its own. I finally filled up Anne with the whole length of my cock, feeling a sense of satisfaction. I continued to work myself in and out, feeling Elizabeth's cock working inside of Anne's ass as I worked her tight twat. Feeling her tiny body with both of our cocks plowing in and out was incredible. She cried out loud as she came hard, her body still being pummeled by our futa phalluses. Her pussy muscles seemed to squeeze me with each vaginismus. I began to pick the pace faster as Anne's orgasm settled. I could feel Liz doing the same, both of us working as quick as we could. Anne let out a constant stream of moans, picking up speed as we did. I looked at Liz with a dirty grin; she returned it as we both competed to screw Anne quicker. I forget how long we screwed Loli Annie, but when I came I came like a fire hose, filling her up with every last drop of my seed. It looked like she had a small bloat in her tummy from where I came. Or maybe it was from when Liz came hard in her, filling her ass with her kitty cum. Unfortunately for me, the two of them seemed to collapse on me. I pushed with all my might, normally I could maybe push them off but at this size I couldn't do much of anything. Thankfully Liz managed to get herself up and out of Anne. I could feel a trickle of cum drip out of her bum and onto me. With only Annie on top of me, I was able to move her aside as a trickle of my own cum gushed from her. Annie looked at me with a content smile. Liz however, had more devious intentions in mind. I could tell from the way that she looked at me. Or really the way she looked between my legs. She crawled over on top of me, surprising me as she began kissing me. I opened my mouth, my tongue exploring her mouth. She had four fangs, two on both the top and bottom halves of her mouth, and her raspy tongue was…different. Not bad, it was just a different experience, it was small and thin but it felt like wet sandpaper. She seemed to be able to hold her jaw to prevent from causing me any pain, as her tongue seemed to slither like a snake. I could feel Liz' growing hard on pressed against mine, as she reached down, her hand massaging my tiny snatch. I was already wet, and more than willing for a good fucking. I looked over to Anne, motioning with my head for her to come over. "I have to sit this round out, I'm too sore," she said. I wasn't going to say anything, since I had missed the last couple rounds of dancing. "Your mouth isn't too sore," Liz said. I just let it go, if she didn't want to be in on this, it didn't matter too much to me. Besides, only a moment later I could feel Liz positioning the tip of her penis at the entrance to my slit, teasing me for a moment as she dipped her cock head in my juices. I let out a slight whimper as she teased me. It felt good. I let out a contented grunt as she finally entered me. Liz didn't have the biggest cock I've ever had, but my body was so much smaller. She was slow about it though, working her in, whether it was because she was tired or she was just being gentle I couldn't say. It felt like the first time I had ever stuck something in there, my cunny was so tight but it felt good. The first time I had stuck just the long neck of a thin wine bottle in there, it hurt so much I couldn't even cum. But now the tightness felt good, as she continued to work more of her kitty futa cock in me. I was surprised as I looked down, feeling my cock in Anne's warm mouth. She slowly slid it into her. I didn't need too much for my cock grow hard, the slow deliberate fucking that Liz was serving up felt incredible. As Liz worked more of her cock in, it would push my cock even deeper into Anne's mouth. I watched as Anne's hand reached around, I assume that she was fingering Liz. I grabbed my breasts in my hands. They were smaller than usual, but seemed bigger in my tiny hands. Except for my nipples, I rubbed and tweaked them gently as Liz continued to work her in and out of me. I was incredible, being penetrated while having my cock sucked off, and looking at their young nubile bodies the whole time only made it all the sexier. Hell looking at my young body made it sexier. Liz paused for a moment, and I looked down, my head arching around Anne's as I looked onto Liz. Her cock was filled to the hilt inside of me. I swear I could have seen an indentation in my tummy from where it was, and I reached down and felt it. Real or imagined, Liz' cock was thick, and it felt great in me, especially with Anne's expert mouth working me over. Liz began anew; her cock seemed to throb inside of me. I could feel every inch of her cock as it pushed its way into my tight twat. It felt heavenly, with each quickening thrust my cock went deeper into Anne's throat, as I unintentionally throat fucked the young girl. Liz was the driving force, working it faster and faster as she took charge. The kitty girl had an almost drunk look on her face, as she seemed overwhelmed with lust. She had a big dopey smile as her glassy eyes looked down. I heard a growl like a cat in heat as I felt rivets of hot cum gush into me. The thick ropes of Liz' seemed to fill up my tiny tummy. It didn't take long before I started buckling under the power of my own orgasm. I could feel my pussy shake and quiver as I came hard on Elizabeth's cock. Only a moment later my heavy balls were ready, and I started to shoot stream after stream of sticky sperm all into Loli Annie's mouth. I must have filled it because she popped it out, still jerking me off as she closed her eyes, shielding them from the oncoming blasts. The cum shooting out of me didn't slow her down at all as she tried to milk my cock for all it was worth. Just seeing her little face being plastered with my cum seemed so wrong, but felt so right. It felt like a baseball bat left my body as Liz pulled herself out. Annie was right she WAS thick. Or maybe I was just tight. I felt our commingled liquids pour from my body. I watched as she leaned down, and started licking my cum off of Annie's face, just like a cat would lick it's paw. I could see from the grimace on her face that Anne wasn't in love with it, but she allowed it, begrudgingly. I suppose it would be easier to just wipe the gunk off. "You naughty little girl, you said you were too sore!" Liz said, having cleaned up Anne's face. "I was sore, you're lucky I started playing with your widdle pussy kitty," Anne said, sniffing her finger. "Besides, who's going to punish me, mommy?" "You never know, maybe mommy will show up," Elizabeth said, looking at me. I nodded with a content smile, glowing in my after orgasm bliss. It took me a moment watching her lifting her eyebrows for the hamster wheel in my head to start turning. Mommy show up…did she mean me? The way that she was looking at me said yes, but what did she want me…to…do… I sat up suddenly, scanning the room for my clothes. They were in a pile, and I shuddered to think about how the jeans were going to feel against my body. "Going somewhere?" Anne asked, oblivious to Elizabeth's facial tick. "I'll be right back, just give me one minute," I said, shaking open the pair of pants as I forced my legs into them. It still felt weird to be this short, as I looked down at my little feet and tiny toes. Getting the shirt on wasn't easy either, but I managed. I opened the door and closed it quietly. I don't know why, I probably could have slammed it. Maybe it was just out of habit. I went through the hallway, and didn't even get a glance from Glenn as I exited. I guess he's probably seen plenty. I made my way through the club, noticing someone had put the music back onto jazz, and the disco ball and track lighting had returned to hiding. I handed my ticket to the coat check person, as I looked over at the bar. I debated whether I should get us all a drink, but I didn't think I could carry three drinks. If only there were an easier way, even a tray would be a pain. I couldn't even remember what they wanted, other than Liz, like a good kitty girl she…liked…milk… 'Now there's an idea' I thought to myself. I took my clothes and went to the reception area, hitting the bell as I waited. Billie came over a minute later. "Well, let's get you back to normal," she said, buzzing me in. "Um, actually, I wanted to change again," I said, wondering why it was that I seemed so meek to this woman. Maybe it was just because she was normal, and I was one of the people who…well I was normal, maybe just extra. "Okay, well let's get you ready then," she said, bringing me into one of the back rooms. "So, who do you want to be now?" she asked, checking something on a pad. "Um, I wanted to be uh, my normal size," I said, thinking for a second. Why not bigger, after all I wasn't that tall, "Actually, maybe make me an extra four or five inches taller?" "Okay, back to normal plus five inches, anything else I can do for you?" she asked, making some notations, I guess on the pad. Maybe she was just playing solitaire. I still don't quite know how these nanobots work. "Uh yeah, I know this sounds kind of weird, but would it be possible to be uh, milked?" I asked, feeling more than a little foolish at asking the question. "Okay, lactation, do you want normal human milk, dairy milk, soy milk, rice milk, whole, 2%, 1%, skim, chocolate, strawberry, vanilla, one of each flavor, both the same?" she asked. I sat there surprised for a second, wondering just how many people were into this. Apparently a lot, because she was either reading a list off the top of her head or had a long checklist. It took me a while before I could answer the question, thankfully Billie didn't seem too impatient. I weighed the options; I guess dairy milk would be better than the others. I don't know what human breast milk tastes like, and I don't like soy or rice milk. Whole milk seems to make sense coming out of my body, I don't know why. Maybe just having diluted breast milks doesn't make sense? Then there was flavor. I just couldn't imagine milk of any other color than white coming from my breasts. Of course I couldn't imagine lactating before ten minutes ago. "Uh, sorry. I guess I'll have dairy milk, wh-whole milk. Can I have one be chocolate and one be strawberry?" I asked, feeling foolish at the question. "Okay, any preference as to which breast leaks what?" she asked. I shook my head no, and watched as she made the proper notations. A bit of a surprise would be nice. "Alright, well most people who want lactating breasts want larger ones as well, would you like that?" she asked. "Uh, y-yeah. Just not, I mean I don't want to have beach ball breasts or anything," I said, imagining for a second having larger breasts. I didn't even think about that before. Even before this place like most women I had imagined having larger breasts. "Okay, I'll just raise you a cup size, now how much milk do you want?" she asked. "Oh, uh, a lot I guess. I mean, I don't want to fill gallon jugs, but, well," I said, struggling for the words. "It's okay, I think I understand. Whenever you're ready, just sit in the chair and close the curtain," she said, doing something else on the pad before looking up. I went into that side of the room and closed the curtain, sat on the chair, and waited. "Oh, you might want to take those clothes off, it will be rather uncomfortable to get those off once you grow up," she said from behind the curtain. I thanked her for telling me. I could only imagine what hell that would have been. At least the curtain gave me some measure of decency as I sat down in the chair, naked. The feelings were weird yet again. It felt like stretching my arms out, only for my whole body. My toes, my fingers, my torso, even my head seemed to stretch out. It didn't hurt, it just…the best way of describing it was to say that it was the opposite of shrinking really. Once I had grown to my normal size, it felt stranger to grow past it. The perspective that had been so small before was normal for a moment before becoming big. Or maybe it was the other way, I don't know. I was maybe five six, but now I had grown to almost six feet tall. I felt huge, even my arms were bigger. Then my breasts, I don't know how to explain it. They grew but at the same time it felt like they were filled with something. I mean, they must have filled with the milk, but it felt weird, almost like it was sloshing around inside of them. I didn't want that much milk, I hope I don't gush gallons of multicolored milk from my breasts. But Billie said she understood…I don't know. My nipples seemed to be bigger, longer, more protruded than they were before. When it was over, I reached over to my bag. My clothes were almost comically small now, the pants stopped three inches short of my shoes and the normal shirt I had worn in was a belly shirt now. It wouldn't matter. I was only going to have to make it back to the room. At least I could fit in my underwear now. My shoes didn't fit, now they were too small. I looked down at the clothes I was wearing before. With my advanced height they looked silly, especially since I was wearing them a minute ago. "Okay," Billie said as I emerged from behind the curtain. "Well, have fun," she said, leading me out the door. I made my way quickly into the club, dropping off my clothes at the coat check before advancing to the back rooms. I had to stop myself from running as I crossed the club. Glenn looked up for a second before going back to whatever it was on his computer. I stopped myself for a second, debating how I was going to make my entrance. I wasn't much of an actress, but I was in drama club once upon a time. Opening the door I looked in at Liz and Anne, playfully petting each other. The way they looked up at me, I could have sworn Anne was afraid. "Mommy's home!" I said, closing the door loudly behind. Not exactly slamming it, but enough to make them jump. Anne didn't quite know what to do. Her hand was on Elizabeth's semi hard shaft. "Oh my goodness, Annie, what are you doing?" I asked, putting my hands on my hips like my mother used to. "Playing like that with the kitty?" "I uh," she said, still not putting everything together. "I work hard all day and I come home and you're playing with the kitty's pussy? Naughty girl!" I said, unintentionally putting on a British accent. Well, I only did two Shakespeare plays. I could see Anne was starting to get it, it was just taking her a while. "I'm sorry mommy," she said, getting a little bolder as she began to understand what was going on. "But the kitty wanted me to, she was," "Don't blame the cat, it's not her fault. You shouldn't have been playing like that with her. Come over here, it's time for you to get your punishment!" I said, sitting on the chair in the room. "Come on now, you're only delaying the inevitable. Come over here before I drag you over here!" I said, patting my knees with my hand. Anne cautiously walked over. My guess was she didn't really want a spanking. That was fine with me. I didn't exactly plan on hurting her anyway. She came over to me, and I picked her up, she was heavier than she looked. I raised my arm over my head, pulling it down with such speed that Anne shuddered in my lap from the pain she assumed she was going to receive. I pulled the punch at the last second, only giving her a small tap on the bum. I massaged her backside, sliding a finger across her wet box for a second before putting my hand up once again. Whether she knew I was going to pull the punch or not she still shook in anticipation of the swat. Feeling her little body squirming on my lap was starting to make me hard. After a couple more swats, I could tell that she was mimicking the motion, getting into the action. A slight rubbing of her lips and I could tell she was getting off on this fantasy. She was wetter than when I screwed her before. "Mommy, I'm so sorry," she began saying, "I promise I won't play with the cat like that again," she said, suckling her thumb as she looked up at me. I don't know how she got the tears in her eyes. She WAS good. "It's okay to play with the pussy," I said, picking her up and putting her on one knee. "You just can't tease her like that." "O, okay mommy," she said, with a sniffle. Acting out like this was driving me wild, but I didn't want to break character. "Look at you, you're all skin and bones, come here," I said, unbuttoning my shirt. I pushed her head towards my nipple, watching with glee as her mouth latched onto it. It felt weird as she suckled on it. I had people suck on my breasts before, but it wasn't just that. It was like the pressure built up when I had to relieve myself, but coming out of my nipple it was incredible. She gave them a slight suck at first. I think she might have been surprised at the milk. Or maybe it was the taste. A few drops of light pink dribbling out of her lips told me which flavor she had. She looked up at me for a second, a long smile coming across her face as she returned her face to my breast. I could feel her mouth sucking eagerly, her tongue rolling the nipple along the top of her tooth, causing a little pain but nothing compared to the pleasure, as each suck seemed to draw more and more pleasure as she nibbled, sucked, and drew out as much milk as she could. "Come over here, kitties like milk too," I said as I looked at Elizabeth, who was sitting on the bed, looking over at us longingly. As she came over, I pulled my other breast out of my shirt, and offered her a seat on my open knee. She took it, and only a moment attached her face to my free breast. I could tell by the look on her face she wasn't exactly expecting chocolate milk coming out. Not that it stopped her from suckling eagerly. It was a weird dichotomy, having a breath being sucked by two different mouths in two different styles. Liz had a thin coarse tongue, scraping against my nipple gently, sucking as she drew the tongue up, letting the warm chocolate milk linger in her mouth for a moment, splashing back against my breast as she savored the flavor, before gulping down a mouthful of dairy protein. Anne however had a long thick tongue, rolling around in a circle as she suckled thirstily the entire time, using the strawberry milk to help her saliva lubricate as she fed, constantly drinking the smallest amount of milk as it collected in her mouth. The two of them fed for so long I thought my legs were going to give out from a lack of circulation. I didn't dare stop them, in the consuming lust I was getting closer and closer. I could feel their little bodies pressing up against my crotch. I knew I was soaked, and I had a raging hard on. But that wasn't it. It was these girls, their constant barrage on my breasts that was driving me wild. I threw my head back, unable to hold it in any longer. I groaned out load as I came just from their unrelenting assault on my breasts. I think I scared them as they stopped for a second, but as I sat their, my body convulsing in pleasure I pulled their heads in, encouraging them to keep doing what they were doing. I looked down and watched why they had pulled back, my breasts were gushing milk out of them as I came, covering their faces and bodies with ample breast milk in concert with my convulsing. My whole body shook, covering their bodies messily as I enjoyed my first titgasm. I began to catch my breath, watching as the volume of the milk leaking from my breasts shrank, slowly stopping all together. The pressure behind them was gone, but it still felt like there was more there. I took a minute, just feeling their warm naked bodies pressed against my semi-nude form. "Thanks mommy," Annie said, moving her hand to her mouth as she burped a moment later. "Meow," Elizabeth said, as she began to lick the milk out of her fur. She would have to be at it for a while, both of them were covered with it, and so was I. I looked down at my pants, which were covered in multicolored milk. I have no idea how I'm going to get home without ruining the interior of my car. "Now young lady," I said, taking most of the strength I had left in me, "This is how you play with the kitty." Sliding them off of my legs, I picked up Elizabeth, who nuzzled her head against mine as she purred in my arms. I laid her down on the bed, examining her body for a moment. "First thing you have to do, is to make sure the pussy is alright," I said, leaning down. I had underestimated the distance, still not used to being so tall, I was only starting to get used to being short. Anne got on the end of the bed, watching intently. I could smell the sex in the air coming off of Elizabeth's body, as I started licking the outer lips of her pussy. I smiled as I could faintly taste chocolate milk. I began to tease her, lightly licking the folds before drawing my tongue all the way up. "Now you try," I said, moving my body to make room for her. She had to drag her body up on the bed to reach, but I could watch her begin to eat Liz out enthusiastically. As she did, I lowered my mouth on Liz' hard cock, tasting the dried milk on it. 'Mmm, chocolate flavored cock' I thought as I teased the head, enjoying the look on her face as the two of us went down on her. I began to work more and more of the cock in my mouth, looking at Anne while I did so. I gave her a wink; as I was lubricating the fat cock that she going to be in her. I could tell from the sound of Anne's fellatio that Liz was more than ready for my member. And I was starting to think that she was going to explode as I filled my mouth with her plump pecker. I pulled my head up, hearing her cock come out with a squishy pop. "Now that we see everything is okay," I said, picking Anne up, "We're ready to really play." I positioned Anne on top of Elizabeth's cock, which was standing at attention. She situated her legs so as to control the speed she lowered herself down. The way she was on top, she was looking at me with her back facing Liz' face. I pulled Liz' body forward a bit, I needed to get the right angle in order to penetrate her and with my bigger body she had to be on the end of the bed. I think I scared Anne a little bit. I unzipped my pants, pulling them down. I managed to work my penis around the panties, although they were certainly stretched out. Just getting my cock out was nice. It had been crammed in my pants for so long. I looked over at Anne and she was already working her body up and down, looking with a grin at my pants. I was pretty sure that with my new height I had also grown an inch or so on my cock, and it was appreciably thicker. Maybe she wanted me to give it to Liz good for when Liz had screwed her earlier. I unbuttoned and peeled off the shirt I was wearing, sticky with milk, as I faced the two. I didn't pause for a moment, pushing the head of my cock into Liz. I could hear her groan as I began to thrust in, fitting more and more into her with each thrust. I watched as Anne began to work more of Liz in her. It looked like she appreciated being in control more than being taken. Or maybe she just didn't like taking it up the bum. For having the body of a twelve-year-old, Elizabeth's body was amazingly inviting. She was already soaked, and while she was tight she nevertheless was more accommodating to my cock than Anne had been. She was a little older I suppose, or at least her body looked that way. It was an amazing sight to behold, as I worked inch after inch into Elizabeth, I watched Anne lower herself down, getting all of the thick futa cock filling her. She sat there for a moment, and I could feel Elizabeth's body trying to hump away and get some attention. Anne gave me a wink, and I guessed what she was waiting for. I worked myself a little quicker, pushing in more of my cock inside of her. It only took a few moments before I filled her to the hilt. Anne leaned over to me, grasping a breast in one hand while she sucked on the other. I let out a moan as the two of us worked in concert. Anne's slender legs began to lift her sweating body up and down as I worked my hips, thrusting quicker and quicker, struggling to keep Anne's mouth latched to my breast. I could feel a constant stream of chocolate milk pouring down my breast, running down the front of my body and forming a puddle on the floor. Anne was suckling at my strawberry teat. I worked myself with a new fervor, my body aching for climax. I could see Anne's body lifting her faster and faster, bouncing on top of her like a rag doll. Elizabeth's body seemed to be trying to hump Annie and hump back against me at the same time. I felt Liz' tail work it's way between my legs, working it's way to my pussy. I was completely surprised as she stuck the furry little object straight in, working my pussy over while I worked hers. Anne's bouncing body was sucking greedily at my milk, while pouring the rest over my body and making a mess. Elizabeth's body was trying to milk my cock, clamping down on it as she tried to fill Anne up with as much as she could. I can't remember who was first. Whether it was Anne's bouncing body, Elizabeth's tag teamed body, or me with a tail buried in my pussy, Anne sucking from my tit, or my cock in Liz. I think we all came together, our three bodies shuddering in a group orgasm. Anne began shaking, her body seemed to convulse atop of Elizabeth. I could feel Elizabeth's body under me, spasming with each jet of hot cum shot up Anne's little body. Her pussy muscles spasmed in concert around my dick, as I shot her up my own futa sperm, filling her quickly with my white little swimmers. As I did I could feel myself clinching around her tail that was still working in my twat. My breasts seemed to explode as twinjets of pink and brown shot straight out, covering Anne with milk from head to toe. Anne lowered her head in the throes of orgasm, and my milk shot past her, covering Elizabeth in milk as well. It took me a moment to catch my breath. Pulling myself out I did everything I could not to collapse on the two of them as I fell onto the bed. Anne managed to lift herself off, and I watched as ropes of thick cum poured out of her little body. Anne turned next to me, her face resting next to my bosom as I watched Liz curl up into a ball at the foot of the bed. I remember wondering just what the hell I was going to do for clothing. And how much it was going to cost to clean everything up. (This file was created by SomeRandomBastard (at) yahoo (dot) com, so send all flames there. Don't use without permission, and don't claim it's yours. 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