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 only futa transformation in this chapter. I would like to thank Theromen, Davidka1, and ZenKid for helping me beta. They should have caught most of my errors, so anything you see is their fault :P Seriously they have improved the quality of the work and I appreciate their efforts, all for free. This chapter contains sex with a loli/loli futa/loli futa bunnygirl, lactation, oral, anal, voyeur, and public sex. Club Vanilla Chapter 5 Coming Out of a Shell It had taken me a lot of courage to get ready for the night. I got a call from Annie the day after I spent the night with Dan and Linewe. She felt bad about being busy and invited me to go out to the club on Saturday, and I didn’t know what to do about it. At first I didn’t want to go, I didn’t know what to expect. I didn’t know how crazy the place could get, the things that I would see, it all seemed insane at first. Then again, I felt like that the first time I went there. As time passed though, I had gotten used to everything. And the last time I was bitching that the place seemed dead. The more I thought about it, the more I couldn’t resist but to go out. I called Anne the next morning and told her I was in. I smiled at the bag sitting next to me, waiting to show it off to Anne. I almost let it slip on the phone, but I caught myself in time. It used to take me so long to get here, I didn’t know the way exactly, and had to use the navigation on my car’s computer, sometimes I’d have to check twice at an intersection, I even went the wrong way down a one way street once. But now, I didn’t need it, I knew the way so well it was like driving to work. Driving up to the entrance, I was surprised to see a group of people waiting outside. I didn’t know what was going on, I had never seen a line before, but then again I never went during the weekend either. It was kind of cold out, but more seriously I hadn’t bothered dressing down, since I was going to change there. I checked my purse before I drove up to the valet. They had three people working tonight, I noticed, and they all seemed busy. I grabbed my bag before stepping outside the car as the valet got in. I looked over to the crowd. Half of them were definitely patrons of Club Vanilla from what I could see. It looked like they just wanted to come outside for a smoke. ‘What a relief” I thought as I walked in. I wasn’t sure if it was Sue or not, as the doorwoman was a portly Hispanic man, but s/he did check me out on the way in. Either way it was always a bit of an ego boost. My smile couldn’t have gotten any wider. Sure it was nice for people to lust after a fourteen year old version of me with perfect lactating breasts as I wore a schoolgirl uniform. But to have someone check out the normal old me, well, that was even nicer. ‘Still got it’ I thought ‘Even without the nanites’ Ringing the bell, I waited as patiently as I could. My foot tapped, an uncontrollable tick that I had developed as a kid in school, as I waited. “Don’t be in such a hurry,” I heard, as a woman came out. I recognized Billie as she came over and buzzed me in, as a dogboy exited. I almost laughed to myself, as part of me thought he was adorable, and the other part of me wondered if he was here with anyone else. “Sorry, I mean, I just wanted to,” I said, trying to explain. “I know, I know, everyone wants to beat the door down getting in. We have to practically lock the place down in order to get people to come in to leave though,” Billie said, her voice full of exhaustion. “I’m sorry. I know what you mean, I work in human resources and people just barging in and making all kinds of demands, and never being thankful of the time and effort you put in. I wasn’t being impatient, I, I just tap my foot,” I said, being honestly apologetic. I’ve had my share of service jobs before. I’m not the type to be rude to a waitress if there’s something wrong with the bill, or yell at a cashier at the grocery store if the sale doesn’t go through. “It’s okay, don’t worry about it,” she said, leading me into the Transformation Room. “So how are you tonight…Julie Jones is it?” “Yeah, I’m doing okay, thanks, and you?” I asked. “Oh, just peachy keen. What can we do for you today?” she asked, opening the door to the lab. “Oh, well I uh, basically want to do the same thing I did last time,” I said, still finding myself being meek about describing my fantasy. I guess everyone would be sheepish describing their fantasies out loud, especially to someone they don’t know that well. Not that it felt much easier with Elizabeth. “Let’s see, fourteen years old, futa, lactating breasts, one chocolate, one strawberry, everything there sound alright?” she asked, trying to hurry me up. ‘She probably just wants to get off of her feet,’ I thought. “Yeah, but uh, one thing, I wanted to know if uh, I could change my, my sperm. Last time I was here with, well I was with someone who had sperm that tasted, well like the icing on a cinnamon bun, and I wanted to try that,” I said. “Okay, the Dan special, gotcha, anything else?” she asked. “Uh, no I guess that’s everything,” I said. “All right then,” she grabbed the sheet of paper over the chair and removed it, putting it in the nearby trash can before dragging a clean sheet over it. “If you’ll just sit down, we can get this all taken care of.” “Okay,” I said, a little put off. I know that she was in a bit of a rush, but it seemed like she was being kind of rude. There wasn’t a heck of a lot I could do, so I sat down in the chair and waited. She pulled the sheet and divided the room. “Here goes,” she announced, and I could feel the change. No matter how many times I had the change, it seemed like I’d never get used to it. The feeling of my arms and legs shortening, feeling like they were being pulled in as they shrank. The growth from my crotch as the little nub that was my clit grew and expanded out exponentially, filling with blood as it developed. The feeling of my breasts expanding and filling to the brim with different flavored milk. At first it had been an ordeal, but now, it was part of the fun. In fact, it was it’s own fun, and changing like this had become a turn on when I was sitting at work idly thinking. I shook my head as I felt the changing sensation subside. Looking down, everything looked alright. Well, it wasn’t alright, since the clothes I was wearing now were oversized, and my panties were fitting uncomfortably over my newly grown cock. But everything was like how I asked. “Let me know when you’re ready,” she said. I changed into my schoolgirl uniform, quickly since I didn’t want to make things any longer for Billie, despite her being curt a moment ago. I looked in the mirror, admiring myself for a moment before hurrying myself out. “Alright, I’m good,” I said, pulling the room divider down. “Okay, well have fun and don’t forget to come back to return to normal,” she said, opening the door back out to the hallway. I followed behind her silently. The only sounds were the plastic of the bag dangling from my hand and the click clack of my shoes on the floor. I opened the door, and noticed that there weren’t any customers waiting to change. It was a relief that she was going to have a respite, even if she had been a little rude. The club looked jumping, I had never seen nearly as many people there. I grinned as I scanned the room, suddenly realizing that I needed to use the bathroom. I turned my head, looking over at a wall. Anne had told me once that the bathrooms were over there, but I hadn’t used them yet. Walking over to the bathrooms I looked at the signs. There were three bathrooms, and each one had a different sign on top. There was a women’s bathroom, with the typical female body wearing a dress. There was the men’s bathroom with the typical man wearing pants. Then there was a door that simply had a question mark on it, with the word ‘Other’ on it. Which was right? On one hand, I am a woman, I have always been a woman, and I feel like I should naturally go to the women’s bathroom. I still have a feminine body; I just have a little extra now. But on the other hand, I’m not really just a woman now, I have a penis, and that is the definition of what being a male is. Trying a urinal would be a new sensation, it would be a new thing, and I did have to go number one. Then again, I wasn’t really either male or female, I was a little of both, of what these so called futanari were. I just called them hermaphrodites, but every group gets to be called what they want, I suppose. I didn’t want to sit around and wait, I had to go. Weighing my options, I just opened the ‘Other’ door, and was surprised for the first time in a while since coming here. The bathroom was far from normal. Firstly, it was huge. There were stalls that were easily six square feet apiece. There was one end that was covered in hay, like at a barnyard. There were more normal sized stalls, and a row of urinals. I went to one of the urinals, and pulled my panties down, aiming as best I could through the two slits of the cloth material. I nearly wet myself as I started, not used to flowing out from my penis. In a way, it was strangely erotic. Relieving myself, feeling the powerful jets of urine leave my penis and cover the back wall of the urinal. I was never interested in pee sexually, but I had to admit that there was…something there. Another…I wasn’t sure exactly came up to me. “Hey,” I said to him as he began going. “Hey,” he said. He didn’t say anything else, but I didn’t know what the etiquette was exactly in a urinal. I started to look towards him for a moment, and he said “Eyes straight and narrow.” I shrank a little bit as my head turned back forward. I shimmied my panties and skirt back into place as I fixed myself up. I looked in the mirror, admiring myself for a moment. The skirt rode high on my legs, exposing almost up to the thigh, while the shirt rode up high, displaying my belly button and my tight tummy to anyone who looked, and with the top three buttons open on my shirt, well, let’s just say they could begin to see the caps of the milk jugs. Exiting the bathroom, I looked out at the club. The place was busy, but it wasn’t overcrowded. I didn’t have to bump into a hundred people to get by, but it certainly wasn’t a ghost town like last time. It was nice to be in a place where we weren’t jammed in like sardines. “A drink, please,” I asked the barkeep. She obliged a moment later, bringing me a glass of my favorite. I felt a tapping on my shoulder. “Do we share homeroom?” came a voice from behind. I turned around to see Loli Annie, standing behind me. The first thing that caught me off guard was the fact that she was wearing clothes for the first time since I’ve seen her. The second thing was that they were a schoolgirl’s uniform. Hers was smaller than mine, naturally on her smaller frame, and more orderly. “Anne, how did you know I was going to wear this?” I asked, giving her a hug. I helped her into a stool next to me. “Know? I didn’t know anything, I always wear a uniform on schoolgirl Saturday nights,” she explained. “Schoolgirl Saturday nights?” I asked, raising an eyebrow as I motioned for a drink for her. “Because my daddy says I can stay out late tonight,” she said with a wink. She took a drink, “MMM, I have some people you have just got to meet, come on!” I followed her through the crowd towards the lounge area. I had seen the area before. Somehow they were able to keep out the music from the rest of the club. There were numerous pool tables, and some comfortable looking couches. “Leslie, Jerry, this is Julie. Julie, Leslie, Jerry,” she said, introducing me to two half snakes. Well, the top half halves were normal humans, but the bottom halves were snake like. They were both naked, although their genitals were well hidden. The female of the two was pink, and had rather large breasts, which swayed, back and forth with her wriggling tail. The male was blue, and was hairless all over, except for a flowing beard that reached down to his chest. Of course, knowing this place, the blue one could be Leslie and the pink one Jerry. “Hi,” I said shaking their hands. “Oh, is this the one you’ve been hiding?” the blue one asked. “Hiding? Oh no Jerry, I’ve been keeping her all to myself!” Anne said, and we all had shared a laugh. “This is her first weekend night out. I wanted to show her some people.” “Or snakes, I guess?” I said, feeling a little silly. “Actually, we prefer naga, or nagini for me,” the pink one said. “In the same manner a mermaid isn’t called a fish. But it is essentially correct.” “I didn’t mean any offense,” I said apologetically. “And we didn’t take any,” Jerry said, laughing. “It’s not like you insulted us, and everyone here has their own terminology for their own personal fetish. So long as you are nice enough and keep an open mind, most people here don’t take offense. Just do be a dear and remember that some people can be sensitive.” “Especially after a few screws,” Anne said, as we all joined in another bout of laughter. “I don’t mean to be rude, but we were actually going to head back,” Leslie said. “It was so nice meeting you, perhaps we can meet sometime for lunch?” “I’d like that, I don’t get the chance to meet a lot of people from the club outside,” I said. “Excellent, well Loli Annie here should show you how to contact us,” she said. “Good night, nice meeting you,” Jerry said, as the two slithered out back. I watched with a laugh as his tail flew back at the last moment, the end hitting Anne’s backside, garnering an ‘EEP’ from her. “They’re a nice couple, really, you’d never know that they are from the upper class,” Anne said. Thinking about them, they did sound a little refined. “I’m gonna go get another drink,” I said, finishing the last sip. “I could use one too,” Anne said, following me back. The bar was crowded, and it took me a moment just to get to order the drinks. As I stood there waiting, I suddenly felt a prickling sensation on my head. I reached up, grabbing onto whatever it was, and almost yelled out loud as I felt the scaly body of a small cat sized animal resting on my head. It wasn’t heavy, it was maybe a pound, but I didn’t expect it. “Whoops, wrong head,” I heard a voice say, as whatever it was dodged my hands and flew up and away. I turned my head up, watching the…dragon? Yeah, it was a dragon, a little baby dragon maybe. He was a black dragon, covered with scales colored olive on the tips, and a pinkish streak running down his chest. He had hair-like looking plates on the top of his head. As he landed I looked into his blood red colored eyes. “I’m sorry, he’s usually very good about that,” said the voice whose head was a landing pad. “Not that he would hurt you, he’s a tame dragon. I’m Zakuto, by the way,” said the girl. Not just a girl, judging from her red dress it looked like she was a futa as well, and she was definitely packing. What were more impressive were her breasts, they were the size of basketballs for Christ sake! They seemed to defy gravity, pointing straight out, not even sagging in the least bit, as one would expect. The soft white porcelain skin showed amazing cleavage for breasts that size. “Again, sorry about that,” she said, disappearing into he crowd a moment later. “Oh, I wonder if Bill is here!” she said, walking back out to the dance floor. She scanned the room, a difficult job for someone as small. “Lemme help,” I said, picking her up by the waist and lifting her up. Normally carrying a small girl as such wouldn’t be a problem, but in my younger age, it was a struggle. She covered her eyes and pointed towards the other side, and I tried to carry her. “Sorry now, you’re gonna have to hoof it,” I said. “Oh, yeah, okay,” she said as I put her down. She ran faster than me, weaving in and out of the people there like a basketball player. When I found her, I was surprised at the person she was talking about. “Julie, meet Bill, he’s the original wolf man!” Annie said, laughing as she introduced me to him. She wasn’t kidding, he was covered in fur from hair to toe. He was wearing a pair of ripped jeans, but what was really intimidating was his face. He had the face of a wolf, complete with the teeth and jaw, and giant tongue. “Pleasure meeting you,” he said, extending a paw out. I shook it tentatively. I didn’t want one of his claws to accidentally dig at me. “On a hot summer night would you offer your throat to the wolf with the red roses?” Annie asked. I gave her a really confused look, as I didn’t have any idea what the heck she was talking about. “It’s just a song, an old song, really old, like, ages before me old.” She said, giggling in that charming schoolgirl laugh she had. “It gets older the more you hear it,” Bill said, rolling his eyes. “Oh come on, you laughed the first time!” Anne protested, stomping her foot and standing up against him. “You should have worn a red riding hood,” I mused, taking a drink. “Eww, I’m not into vorarephilia,” Anne said, sticking her tongue out. “Me either, oh wait,” he said, sniffing the air. “He’s got super smell, I think he’s found his prey…” Anne said, watching him smell the air and look about. He burst out in such a rush I couldn’t even track him. “Oh, there’s Jen, hey girl!” I followed her as she came upon a normal looking girl, which was slightly strange here. I mean, most people were incredible, either looking like fashion models, or looking like they belong in a zoo, not that there’s anything wrong with that. This girl was skinny, sure, but she wasn’t completely done up. If anything, her imperfections made her seem more real, more desirable. She was young, she looked like maybe eighteen with short brunette hair, but she didn’t have a tail or wings or anything. She was still very attractive. Then I saw her turn around as Annie called her name out. She was wearing a baggy shirt, but it couldn’t hide her modification. She had four huge breasts. Not basketball sized huge, but far past conventional sized breasts. Anne walked up to her, giving her a big hug. “How are you hon?” Anne asked. “And since when do you wear clothes?” “Oh, I’m not here to pick someone up tonight,” Jen said. “Just got dumped and I didn’t want to wallow around the apartment in self pity.” She shrugged her shoulders. “Doesn’t help a lot though, to see everyone have fun.” “Oh, come on, don’t act like that,” Annie said, giving her a squeeze on the bottom. “Enough of that Anne, I know what you’re trying to do hon, and I appreciate the effort, but I’m really not in the mood. I need a new job, and a new boyfriend, and a new life,” she said, gulping down a full highball, it looked like Jack and Coke but I didn’t know a lot of drinks well. I only knew highballs because I happen to like ‘Sex on the Beach’. “And now I need a new drink.” “Oh honey, come on, don’t look down like that, I didn’t know your job was going bad too,” Anne said, motioning for another drink. “It’s just hard now, you know? Everyone sees me and just thinks just because I’m attractive I don’t know how to do my job. Not to mention the people who outright hit on me. And then every boyfriend I have just wants to get in my pants, it’s, it’s,” she balled her hands up and grunted to finish her sentence. “What do you do?” I asked. “What’s it to you, are you her older sister?” Jen asked, rudely. “Older sister, I like that,” Anne said, thinking about it. “Jen’s a network system analyst.” “Like, for business networks?” I asked, thinking. “Yeah, just like that,” she said, taking her new highball and gulping down a moment later. “Oh, well I work in human resources, over at the CompuGlobalHyperMegaNet building, and we’re looking for a new network analyst,” I said, trying to cheer her up. “You gotta be shitting me, you work at CGHMN?” she asked. “I’ve been trying to apply there for months, but they aren’t advertising for any network analysts.” “Well, it’s not a big surprise, is it?” I asked. “Think about it, we specialize in business Internet solutions, could we really advertise for it openly? And the problem is when we advertise through background channels, most of the people we wind up talking to are signed through the year.” “No shit,” she said, sipping at the drink. “No shit.” “We basically need to update our entire networking system, but we can’t do that until we have the people in place, and we don’t have a lead analyst to put those people in place, so we’re constantly trying to put a new spin on the old stuff. ‘Reliable’ or ‘Trust worthy’ or ‘Battle tested’ depending on the business, but still, we’ve been losing some accounts. Nothing major, but…” I said, shrugging my shoulders. ‘I really should play this closer to the vest’ I thought to myself, thankful that I wasn’t told anything too important. “That’s like my dream job, you gotta be fucking shitting me!” she said. “No, it’s exactly what we need, if you have the degree, hell I can schedule you an interview Monday,” I said. “How about a master’s in computer science with a specialization in network analysis?” she asked. “What’s the pay?” “It’s alright, two hundred fifty, salaried, two weeks vacation, sick pay, holidays, full benefits,” I said. Of course, now a days if you weren’t making at least a hundred you were barely able to keep your head above water. “That sounds awesome! Wait,” she said, her enthusiasm dying down a moment later, “What about the boss?” “Well, Henderson is in charge of that department, he’s okay, I guess,” I said. “I don’t think you’re his type.” “What do you mean? He into blonds?” she asked. “Nope. Well, maybe blond guys,” I said, laughing. Anne laughed with me a moment later. “Damn, you just made my night!” she said, getting up. “Oh, I gotta go home, I think I’ve had too much for the whole weekend.” “Oh come on, we were gonna go out back,” Anne said, lifting her eyebrow suggestively. “I told you, I’m not here to pick someone up,” she said, finishing the last of her drink. “Besides, why ruin a perfect night?” she said, tripping on her stool and falling face first onto the ground. I did everything I could not to laugh as I helped her get back up, but to my surprise she was already giggling uncontrollably. “Okay, okay, I need to get some sleep.” “Someone call her a cab,” Anne suggested, as she stumbled her way out the door. “You might not know it just by looking at her, but she is a wild girl in the sack. And those breasts, she has, well they’re called dick nipples, and girl, they are wild!” Anne laughed. “Anyways, I want to get going say…nowish.” “Did someone say something about going out back?” came a friendly recognizable voice. I turned around to see a familiar pair of orange red bunny ears. “Say, do we share homeroom?” she asked. I looked up at her, and for the life of me if she hadn’t gone and outdone my schoolgirl uniform. It was completely impressive, a skintight red wool sweater, which would be a grade A definition of sweater puppies, complete with a short skirt, and black pantyhose. “I already made that joke,” Anne said, reaching over to Liz. I didn’t see before, but she had a cat in her arms, and Anne reached over and started petting her. “Oh, well, I wasn’t here,” Liz said. “I didn’t want to spoil it for either one of you, but I got my own schoolgirl uni. Maybe we can start a schoolgirl club!” “We’d have to use one of the group rooms then,” Anne said. “Group rooms?” I asked. “For larger crowds. I guess you could call them orgies if you wanted,” Anne offered. “Anyways, I’m getting sick of repeating myself.” “Oh alright. Here ya go girl,” Liz said, putting the cat down at the bar. “Get this nekomimikko a bowl of cream liqueur, please.” I could have sworn I heard the cat say ‘Nyaa’ as I left. “You know, I think it says something about me that I didn’t even think she was a real cat,” I mentioned, following the two of them. “Oh, there’s still plenty of things here that might surprise you,” Liz said, opening the door. I didn’t expect to find that there was quite a crowd standing outside. “Evening,” Glenn said, from behind the desk. “We’ve fallen a little bit behind, I’m afraid there’s a wait,” he said, picking up a piece of paper. “Your number is sixteen, I’ll announce the numbers on the loudspeakers, if you don’t hear you can just come here and check with me,” he said. “Oh poo,” Loli Annie said, stomping her foot in imitation of a child. “Well, now what do we do? Do you want to go out and dance?” I asked. “We might lose our number,” Liz said. “If we don’t hear it, they can’t wait forever.” “Let’s go window shopping,” Anne said, walking down the hallway. “Huh?” I asked. “Remember, the rooms each have a window, that can be turned up or down?” Anne asked. “You always want to turn it off, to keep people from seeing you. Well, not everyone’s a prude,” she said, winking and sticking her tongue out. “OOO, what do we have here?” Anne asked, walking over to an open window. Inside were the Allen twins, as they were called. I remembered that they were just two lesbian lovers who wanted to look like twins to explore their incest fantasies, but, nonetheless…it was amazing, they looked closer than real twins. The only way to tell them apart was their clothing, but they were being quickly removed. The one wearing red panties slipped off the bra of the twin wearing green, baring her awesome breasts to the three of us. I felt my heart begin to race as I looked on, watching the twin girls grope and massage each other, exploring the delicate skins of their bodies like only two well known lovers can. “Damn, I wish I brought popcorn,” Anne said, elbowing me in the side. I didn’t even pause to stop watching. Red had worked her bra undone, and inched up atop my tippy toes to look over and catch the glimpse of the best angle I could, watching the two identical girls. Red’s hand was working in and out of Green’s legs, rubbing and caressing the tender pink slit of her tiny orifice over the panties. Hidden behind her thigh I could catch only the slightest glance, if I were normal size I could have seen all that much more. I looked over, surprised as I felt Annie’s hand reaching under my skirt, fondling and grasping at my cock through the panties. ‘As though I needed something else,’ I thought, as I continued to watch. Red had placed her lips down on Green’s breast, and began to suck on it. I was surprised as the two of them looked straight at us, embarrassed, as though I had been caught doing something wrong. The two of them smiled, and one winked, before turning the dial, and shutting off the peep show. The sound of the crowd behind me made me jump, I didn’t even notice how many people had begun to assemble behind me, enjoying the peep show. I blushed, realizing that I was sporting quite the tented skirt. It was strange, but oddly erotic. The more I thought about it, the more I realized that people were probably looking at me too, were probably watching Annie’s hand in my lap just as much as the peep show with the twins. It was an adrenaline rush, to think about possibly doing it in front of a crowd. “Hey,” Anne whispered into my ear, “I think they have the window open,” she said, in a sexy voice. I followed her, although she was practically pulling me by my tented skirt over to a room four doors down. “I see you’re a futa again tonight,” Liz said, grinning at the bulge in my schoolgirl uniform. “Uh, yeah,” I said, noticing a crowd beginning to follow behind us. Watching them watch me only made me hotter, I could feel my cock throbbing as I tried to will the intercom to call our number. “It’s good,” Anne said, with a wink, her hands still groping my hard cock through the underpants. “I’m not gonna get a cock, but I definitely want one for me!” “Oh come on, you don’t want to grow a cock?” Liz asked. “Eww, no, yuck, I don’t want to screw some girl,” she said, sticking her tongue out. “Now, a big meaty cock like this, sure, I want this in me,” she said, gripping me harder with each ‘this’. “But this on me? No thanks, I just want this to fuck me hard. Whether it’s from a guy, or from a futa, I just want this!” she was grinning as I thought I was gonna bust a nut right there. “Oh come on!” I said, pulling her hands off of me. “What?” she asked coyly, bending her body over and lifting her skirt, showing her pink ‘Saturday’ panties with a heart on it. “It doesn’t look like you’re having any problem with it,” she spanked the side of her ass, her whole body jiggling. “In fact, I think you like it!” “I, well,” I said, thinking about it. The thought of having sex in front of people had been such a rush to me before. Having everyone watch as Annie’s body reached around mine, I couldn’t deny that I was hot and horny. “Come on,” she said, and I followed her to another window, the crowd waiting for their own rooms keeping a discrete distance. Looking in I watched Linwe and Dan, already in the middle of their lovemaking session. Lin’s body was barely visible as a mass of tentacles were squirming and wiggling their way in and out of her body. I remember having seen more going in and out of her body before, but now it looked like she was filled completely with the tentacle cocks. She had three working their way in and out of her throat, another six inside her vagina, while she had eight going in and out of her backdoor! At least, that’s all I could count, with so many working in and out of her delicate frame it was hard to keep track. “So what do you think?” she asked, one of her hands rubbing the shaft of my cock, as she worked her other hand around my back, her fingers rubbing the already wet spot of my underpants. I could feel my nipples start to ache as milk had begun to trickle out. “You like having a crowd?” I turned my head away, looking only at the crowd, many of whom were obviously turned on. Most avoided eye contact, but some were openly cheering us on. I would lie if I had said that I didn’t like this, or that it wasn’t a huge turn on to be seen like this, in front of everyone. With a fourteen-year-old body supporting a rock hard cock, my breasts already starting to leak milk, and Anne’s ten year old frame working me over, all in front of the crowd, I nearly creamed my skirt. “Number sixteen, sixteen, your room is ready, number sixteen,” I heard over the loud speaker, and I nearly tackled the crowd to get to Glenn. “Calm down there, calm down now, I got room fourteen open and clean for you,” He said, and I raced there faster than I had remembered, even in gym class. “COME ON!” I shouted behind me, as I waited impatiently for the two of them, who were lagging behind. “Alright, alright, keep your pants off,” Anne said, grinning ear to ear. ‘God I’m gonna screw her so hard tonight’ I thought to myself, feeling all the desire she built up in my body. I didn’t even wait for the door to close, I had pulled my clothes off right now. I tried to lay them out on the chair as neatly as I could, but I already looked at the stains, drops of strawberry and chocolate milk on the shirt and bra. I ripped my skirt off as I pulled it off, watching Anne and Liz finally come in through the doorway. I peeled off the panties, slimy with juices, and looked at the white stain of cinnamon sticky bun cum that collected there, I had almost forgotten about it. Anne gently pushed me onto the bed, laying me down. She did a slow strip tease, taking off piece-by-piece of her clothing in front of me, as she bumped and grinded her body in tune with a song she hummed. First off was her shirt, button by button while her hips swayed. After peeling that off was her skirt, which she pulled under her legs, grinding it against her pink panties. She popped her bra off, leaning forward to tease me with her cleavage barely covered by her bra. Then she turned around, slowly shaking her buns as she deliberately pulled down her panties. Liz was standing over in the corner as she pulled her clothes off quietly, she seemed to be in her own little world over there, although I could tell she enjoyed Anne’s tease. Finally Anne had completely disrobed, and had climbed onto the bed, standing over my head. She continued to sway her hips saucily, lowering herself down onto my waiting lips. I stuck my tongue out, reaching out to the soft, wet folds of her body, but she lifted herself up at the last moment, teasing me more. I could feel the hot steamy breath on my twitching cock, aching for release. Loli Annie let her body drop at once, I could feel my cock head engulfed by her warm wet mouth as I tasted her tender pink slit. Annie was being an expert tease, never fully taking my cock but never giving it a moment’s respite from attention. She slowly worked my cock over, licking it from the base to the head before taking the head back in her mouth, each time filling more of her mouth with me. For my part I was eagerly eating her out, my tongue rapidly running back and forth, teasing her clitty before cleaning the succus from her lips. I watched Liz, almost naked, walk over and lean down towards Annie’s head. My body squirmed and bucked as I felt her wet tongue reach out and start licking my pussy. I felt two fingers wiggle their way into me, while she continued to lick up and down. I could hardly take the sensations of having both organs being worked over at the same time. I continued to bounce and shake up and down, involuntarily forcing more of my cock down Annie’s throat. She didn’t seem to mind, she just ground her body against my face even more. I cried out into Annie’s hairless mound as I felt Liz stick a finger into the pink puckered entrance, wiggling her finger around as she massaging it. I thanked god that she had clipped her fingernails, as she pushed the finger into my tight anus. My juices flowing down lubricated her finger generously. I could feel her begin to work another finger into the tight entrance, working the two fingers in rhythm with her two fingers probing my pussy and her tongue doing its own work. Anne’s body continued to grind against my face, smearing her juices all over my face. I started to push my cock faster in and out of her body, feeling the back of her gums pushing against the tip of my cock while her lips touched my base as she deep throated my cock in every sense of the word. I shrieked as I felt my mind start to go while my body writhed and trembled in pure ecstasy. I felt like I was going out of my mind as my cock, my pussy, and my ass were all being taken care of at the same time. I could feel Anne’s body move away from mine as she tried to keep up with all the cum I was shooting off. I watched distantly as her head popped up, her tiny hands reaching down and jerking the remaining spurts of my cum out, shooting in high speed jets that covered her face. She came up, surprised for a moment as she licked her lips. Taking a finger she collected as much of my seed as she could, collecting it in her mouth. She must have found the cinnamon sticky bun flavor to be fun. She leaned over to Elizabeth and kissed her. Elizabeth was shocked a moment later, as I saw Anne’s chipmunk shaped face deflate, and gobs of my seed ooze and drip out of their sloppy snowball kiss. It took me a good while to come down and relax from that. I was grinning from ear to ear as I started to catch my breath. “Now, it’s my turn,” I heard Liz say, as she pulled her panties down, the only remaining clothing she wore. I looked over, and opened my mouth in awe at what I saw. Cocks. Not a cock, two cocks. Two cocks attached to the same girl, one atop the other, both standing up to attention perversely. “I call this one!” Annie said, grabbing my semi-flaccid member. “You can’t,” I reasoned. “If you call that one, then how is she going to…use…both.” “Well, she did call it,” Liz said, grinning from ear to ear. “But if you’re going to call it, then you’re at least owe it to her to help things out,” Liz said, winking. Anne pouted her lips out, but she moved herself up off the bed. “As for you, you might want to help out and get these things ready, if you know what’s good for you.” She grinned. “Get them reh-HEADY!” I screamed out, as I felt Anne’s wet little tongue shoot up straight into my anus, licking around in a circle over and over as it intruded it’s way in. “They, oh god, they already look pretty ready to me,” I said, looking at the twin cocks standing at attention like twin flagpoles. “Just like Loli Annie is helping get you ready down there,” Liz said, grinning. Her orange red bunny ears flopped up and down as she walked over near the bed. I slid my body over, much to Anne’s chagrin, to the edge, and opened my mouth, letting my tongue slick over one of her cocks while the my hand massaged the other. Alternating between the two, I could feel them get wet and slippery with my saliva. I didn’t want to stop though, I was having too much fun with Annie giving me anilingus. She was working three of her smaller fingers into my puckered hole, using her own tongue to help as she opened and lubricated me. It was weird to endure this completely, without any other kind of stimulation to either my cock or my pussy, which were rock hard and soaking wet, respectively. As if on cue I could feel Anne’s head lift up, announcing definitively “I’m done!” “Alright, well, she’s the boss,” Liz said, grinning from floppy bunny ear to floppy bunny ear. Anne’s crawled over mine as Elizabeth took her place. Anne’s face came up towards mine, and she tried to give me a kiss. ‘Not with where your tongue has been’ I thought to myself as I pulled my hand up in time, halting her advance towards my lips and pushing her head down towards my so far neglected breasts. I could feel the wetness between her legs rubbing up against my cock, the warmth bringing it back to life. Elizabeth had both of her hands down at her waist, aiming both of them at the cocks at my openings. “Don’t worry,” I heard Anne say to me. “It won’t hurt, but you should cry out. She’s just doing it for the crowd.” I turned my head, and looked at a crowd of almost two dozen. My eyes opened as wide as saucers as I felt Liz penetrate me doubly, pushing the head of both of her cocks into me at the same time. “Oh god!” I shouted, watching the crowd watch me. I could feel Liz moving her cocks in me, both were much longer than normal, and felt like a tree trunk fucking my tight little body. Anne grabbed my cock with her hand, and positioned it at the entrance to her wet pink slip. She turned her face and winked to the audience before impaling herself on my cock. I could feel her hymen burst, and I felt her body start to shake. I almost pulled her off of me before realizing that she was already cumming. Maybe it was from before when I was eating her out, because she never came maybe just popping her cherry was enough to throw her over the edge. As I watched the little minx ride me like a cowgirl, her tight body grinding up against mine, I remembered whenever she was penetrated she always seemed like she had a mini orgasm. I began to let out high-pitched moans with each thrust by Liz. It wasn’t the first time I had anal sex before, but I was a lot smaller now, and I was never double penetrated. ‘Almost forgot Dan’ I thought to myself. Liz on the other hand was the same size, and from the way she moved this wasn’t her first time. I cooed as I felt Annie’s mouth begin to suckle eagerly at my breast, drinking from my chocolate tit, reliving the pressure. The milk literally gushed into her mouth, and I could feel her gag slightly on it, but if she lost a drop, I didn’t notice it. Not that I would notice, I was too enraptured by our grouped lovemaking. Anne’s body was bouncing up and down atop me, trying to milk me for a second orgasm. I couldn’t believe how stuffed I felt, Liz was working the two cocks in and out of me furiously. She wasn’t too rough, but I could feel the two cocks working themselves against each other inside of me. It felt like I had one big orifice that she was fucking doubly. Liz worked the last bit of it inside of me, and putting my hands on Loli Annie’s hips, I pulled her down gently. She had already impaled herself to the base before, but I just wasn’t the kind to do things rough. I turned my head over, and Liz and Anne both looked at what I was doing. People were lined up, pushing and shoving each other to watch the three of us. Taking my breast I squeezed it slightly at the window, managing to get a jet of strawberry milk onto the glass much to the audience’s appreciation. Then I arched my back, and began to grind my body, filling up Annie as tight as I could with each inward thrust, and then filling myself with Elizabeth with each outward pull. The two girls caught on quick, and soon the three of us were humping away like a well- oiled sexual machine. The smell of sex was pervasive, I felt like I was drawn by an animal lust. Our bodies were covered in so much milk, saliva, cum and pussy juices that I had lost track of what fluid had come from where. I groaned as I felt Elizabeth begin to pick up her pace. Anne could feel me speed up as well, and she began going at a crazed frenzy as well. My eyes began to roll in the back of my head, I could hardly take it anymore, Anne’s tight body was practically clamped down on me, Elizabeth was pounding my ass and pussy like a pro, and all in front of everyone. I could hear some of them begin to cheer and hoot and holler. “Fuck MEEE!” I screamed as I came hard. It felt like my mind was going insane with passion as my whole body convulsed and spasmed. Milk shot out of my breast like water from a squirt gun. It shot up at the ceiling with such intensity it felt like a geyser going off, the other one filled Anne’s mouth so fast she choked on it, and pulled her head back. I could feel my cock twitching as I shot load after load into Anne’s tight tender body. I felt my body clenching down on Liz’s unrelenting sexual attention as I felt Anne’s body above me do the same. She was having her own orgasm, although my breast still muffled her mouth, as she eagerly suckled the milk down, she couldn’t keep up, and when she pulled her lips off, it covered her face and my torso with chocolate breast milk. Liz groaned and grunted, and finally with one last deep thrust came. I could feel her deposit wad after wad of sticky wet cum deep in me. It felt strange feeling pools of cum forming deep in both my bowels and my pussy. Liz pulled herself out, and I could feel the pool of cum from both orifices start to seep out. The crowd was hooting and hollering in their enjoyment, I didn’t think there was a dry pair of pants in the audience. Anne collapsed in my arms, and I did what I could to roll her over to my side, so I could breath. Liz curled up next to my other side as the three of us tried to squeeze on the bed. Looking at the crowd I did the best bow I could laying down before turning the peep show off. 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