Xenoplasm
Book One: "Convergence in the Night"
By Xenos
Welcome, and thanks for checking out my first posting of erotic
fiction. This story took me several months to complete and contains just
about every bizarro fetish my demented mind could come up with - standard
adult material disclaimers apply. Be warned, several sections of this tale
border on horrific with graphic depictions of rape, violence, sex, breast
enlargement, mind control, sex with aliens, and more. There are elements
of violence in this tale which might be deemed as offensive to those who
would normally not be bothered by standard erotic tales.
To make things a bit different and more exciting, I've chosen to write
this tale as a sort of "choose-your-own-adventure" tale. Though,
no matter which route you choose, you end up in the same place when it's
all said and done, there are plenty of interesting ways to get there!
This version of the story has been prepared especially for the BEArchive
and differs from the version originally posted to alt.sex.stories in that
I've beefed up the BE elements a bit.
You've always been rather
uncomfortable in the woods. Wild animals have never done anything to pique
your curiosity about nature and the wonders to be beheld. Though you were
rather a tom-boy as a little girl in the city, that meant that you were
more into sports than playing with bugs and worms.
If nothing else, your
athletic childhood has helped to make you quite fit and trim now that you've
reached adulthood. While your smallish breasts do little to turn heads,
your lithe frame, thin waist and perky, heart shaped ass do wonders for
the male libido. Combine your body with your cute features, turned up nose,
bright blue eyes, and long mane of dark hair and you've got a pretty good
jump on at least two thirds of the world's female population.
"We can set up camp
here for the night," says Roxie, your best friend and the person responsible
for bringing you out here into the great wilds of northern Maine.
You look around you.
It's as good a spot as any, you suppose. You're standing in the middle
of a small clearing. The tall coniferous trees surrounding you reach for
the sky in all directions. A circle of rocks with ashes in the center tell
you that others have been here before you. This is but a slight comfort,
though a comfort nonetheless.
"How much further is
it to your uncle's cabin?" you ask, wishing that you could have made the
entire journey today rather than having to sleep on the hard rocky ground.
"We should be able
to make it before noon tomorrow," says Roxie. "With any luck, the others
will have gotten there before us and we'll miss most of the hard work."
The excursion you are
on was the brainchild of Roxie and the Seaver Twins. A long weekend in
Roxie's uncle's cabin would be a great way for four girlfriends to celebrate
their long awaited graduation from college. Granted, you'd rather go clubbing
in the city, but the vote came down three to one and now you're here.
"You wanna pitch the
tent or go gather some firewood?" asks Roxie with a toss of her long blonde
hair.
WHAT DO YOU WANT TO DO?
PITCH
THE TENT
COLLECT
THE FIREWOOD
You decide you'd be
able to sleep much better if you were somewhat familiar with your immediate
surroundings. You also know that the instructions for setting up the tent
were lost several camping trips ago and that it's no small task to put
the thing together.
Moving back along the
path you came up on, you scan the area for suitable wood to build a fire.
Off to your left you spy a fallen tree that has plenty of broken branches
around it. With any luck, the wood will be dry and you'll have your task
completed shortly.
With a determined stride,
you hop over a small pool of silvery water and start toward the fallen
tree. You stop short though as a pricker bush or something scratches your
inner thigh. Bending over and pulling the flesh on your smooth leg to afford
a good look, you discover a particularly nasty wound. Your blood is flowing
rather freely, but you don't think you'll need stitches.
WHAT DO YOU WANT TO DO?
- HEAD
BACK TO CAMP AND BANDAGE UP THE WOUND
- DECIDE
THAT YOU CAN GRAB SOME NEARBY WOOD BEFORE HEADING BACK
Grumbling at your own
clumsiness, you turn back toward the trail. Hopping over the puddle, you
land on the hard earth and turn back. The puddle seems a bit odd upon closer
observation. It's impossible to see how deep it is and it seems to have
a current that stirs it from below. You might be able to get the wood now
if you just clean your wound here at the pool, but you aren't certain what
kind of germs may be in it.
WHAT DO YOU WANT TO DO?
- CONTINUE
ON BACK TO CAMP
- CLEAN
YOUR WOUND IN THE POOL OF SILVERY WATER
The wound isn't too
bad, so you decide that a quick washing will suffice as a temporary fix.
You kneel beside the puddle and splash some onto your thigh. You stare
with wide eyes as the liquid on your thigh pools and defies gravity by
running up your leg and under your shorts. Falling backwards, you let out
a short yelp as something bites down hard on your clit.
In a fit of panic,
you jam a hand down into your shorts and start fishing around in an effort
to remove the water creature - or whatever it is. You realize that your
efforts are going to be fruitless, though as you feel something slip up
inside of your pussy sending a wave of pleasure crashing in on your fear.
Looking to your side,
you see that the rest of the water has changed to the consistency of quicksilver
and is starting to move its way up and over your belly. Within seconds,
your entire body from your feet all the way up to your neck is covered
with the silvery liquid in a layer so thin, it's almost like a second skin.
Beneath the layer of
shimmering silver, your whold body feels like it's on fire. You reel and
rock on the ground as the burning changes from pain to pleasure. Your hips
thrust upward and you can feel the liquid flowing deep inside you. There
is a tightenting around your nipples as the silver works to apply just
the right amount of pressure at just the right spots. Your hands move up
over your gleaming sides and you cup your tingling little titties as your
orgasm sets in from below.
The sheer intensity
of it all almost enough to send you into unconsciousness, but you manage
to hold on. Clawing at the hard ground, you grind your teeth together waiting
for the ecstatic pain to subside.
When it's over, your
body falls limp. You shiver as the mercury pool slides off of you, once
again exposing you to the cold night air. It takes you a minute to catch
your breath.
Just when you are about
to get up, you notice a giant wave of the silvery stuff about to crash
down on you. You find yourself insintively closing your eyes and holding
your breath as the tidal wave crashes down on you.
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Not wanting to take
any unnecessary risks, you turn away from the puddle and follow the trail
back to camp. There is a giant pile of canvas on the ground and it seems
to be moving. You approach it as Roxie's head pops out from between the
folds, a frown on her face.
"I hate this tent,"
she complains.
"Yeah - the woods aren't
much of a treat either," you say. "Where's the first aid kit?"
"What the hell did
you do?" asks Roxie as she fights her way out of the mass of canvas.
You shrug. "Bricker
bush, I think."
Roxie delves into her
pack as the blood suddenly starts rushing from your head. You swoon for
a second. Your friend notices and rushes over to catch you just before
you hit the ground. It feels stangely nice to be held in her arms.
"Jeez," she says as
she helps you to a log by the lifeless firepit. "You're not made for nature,
are ya?"
You smile, spreading
your legs a bit so that Roxie can get in to clean your flowing wound. A
shiver runs up your spine as her gentle hands rub the antiseptic over the
gash. Somewhat surprisingly, you discover that you are getting turned on
by her.
In all your years of
friendship with Roxie, you've never had any sexual feelings for her. Even
on nights filled with drugs and booze, you've never thought of making love
to another woman. Maybe it's just being out in the wilderness, or maybe
it's the loss of blood, but something inside you really wants to make love
to the stunning beauty who sits between your pale white legs nursing you
back to health.
WHAT DO YOU WANT TO DO?
- DECIDE
RIGHT HERE AND NOW THAT YOU'RE GOING TO TRY TO SEDUCE ROXIE
- DECIDE
NOT TO RISK YOUR FRIENDSHIP AND GO BACK OUT TO GET SOME WOOD
It goes against any
thought you've ever had in your life, but you pussy is flowing beneath
your jean shorts at the thought of your large busted friend. She finishes
dressing your wound and stands, her heavy bosom swaying beneath her button
down blouse which is tied in a knot just below the bustline. You rise from
the log and test your weight on your leg. It feels much better.
Stepping in close,
you put your arms around Roxie's neck, your face inches from hers. You
breathe in her sweet smell as your mind swims in delerious visions of your
mouth running over Roxie's tits.
"Thank you so much,"
you say in your best seductive tone.
WHAT DO YOU WANT TO DO?
- KISS
ROXIE ON THE LIPS
- FONDLE
ROXIE'S TIT
You mind is clouded
by your inexplicable lust. Before you can even get your hand to her breast,
Roxie reaches out and grabs you by the wrist, effectively thwarting your
advance.
"What are you doing?"
she asks, noticing the lustful gleam in your eye. "Quit kidding around
and go get the firewood. It'll be dark soon."
She turns on her heel
and heads back to the pile of canvas, leaving you standing alone. Your
pussy is completely on fire now, but you know that you could ruin your
friendship if you don't handle the situation with care.
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You move in close and
press your lips softly against Roxie's. She tastes wonderful, but your
joy is short lived.
Pulling her head back,
Roxie asks with a startled look on her face, "What are you doing?"
"I don't know what's
going on," you say softly. "Maybe it's being alone out here in the woods
with you. Maybe it's something else. All I know is that I'm horny as hell
and I want you. Badly."
Roxie hesitates. "You're
my best friend and all, but you must know that I'm not even remotely lesbian."
You nod your head solemnly,
your hand moving down between your legs. Still staring into her eyes, you
slide a finger into your shorts and run it lightly over your wet, swollen
lips. Your arousal is too much to bear and you gasp as you slide your finger
inside of you.
Roxie looks down, puzzled
at your actions.
"I think the pricker
bush was poisoned or something," she says as you pull your finger out and
lick your own juices from its length. "It's like you're drugged."
WHAT DO YOU WANT TO DO?
- LIE
AND TELL ROXIE THAT YOU'VE ALWAYS HAD THESE FEELINGS FOR HER
- REALIZE
SHE'S NOT GOING TO GO FOR THIS AND HEAD BACK OUT TO GET WOOD
Roxie listens to your
words, then kisses you lightly on the cheek sending a chill through your
body.
"I'm sorry," she says.
"I wish I could feel the same way, but I can't. Now go get some wood while
I finish pitching the tent."
You feel like crying
as your best friend turns her back to you and resumes her work on the tent.
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Frowning at your dilemma
you walk slowly back down the path away from camp. You can't believe how
incredibly horny you are. Sure, you've always had a healthy libido, but
you've always been pretty selective about your sexual partners. Right now,
you are certain that you would eagerly jump the bones of anything that
happened to step out of the forest.
The worst part of it
all is that your knees are starting to become weak. You check over your
shoulder and notice that you can no longer see the campsite in the distance.
If you plop down right here, you could easily frig yourself off to relieve
the tension and no one would be the wiser. On the other hand, you would
hate to admit that you are so out of control that you can't even go get
an armload of firewood without getting yourself off.
WHAT DO YOU WANT TO DO?
- GIVE
IN TO YOUR LUSTFUL DESIRES
- STAY
MASTER OF YOUR DOMAIN
You stagger off toward
the pile of wood, trying to push your troubles to the back of your brain.
Stopping for a moment, you gaze upon a silvery bush that looks quite out
of place here in the Northern Maine woods. Deciding that it must be of
some species you are unfamiliar with, you turn away to continue your quest.
As you take a step,
you find that you can't move your right foot. Looking down, you spot the
cause of the problem - a small silvery vine from the odd bush has wrapped
itself around your ankle. Spinning around and plopping down onto the hard
earth, you lean forward in an attempt to untangle the fine. Sitting up
with a start, you gasp as another vine, larger than the first, is wrapping
itself around your midsection. You twist your body in hopes of escaping,
but it only succeeds in making the grip even tighter.
Coninuing to struggle,
several more vines lash out and effectively bind your arms and other legs.
Just as you are about to cry out for help, a fierce tendril with a large
bulb on the end forces its way into your mouth. Your eyes open wide as
you realize that you are totally helpless!
Looking down your body
with wide eyes, you try to wiggle away as yet another serpentine vine moves
up between your legs and works its way under your shorts. You feel the
folds of your womanflesh part as the slithering snake pushes its way inside
of you. Several bumps along the edge of the vine rub against your clit
as it moves deeper and deeper inside you effectively dowsing any hopes
you might have of resisting the pleasure building in your loins.
Giving in, you start
to buck your hips against the alien invader. You take in a huge lungful
of air as the huge bulb comes out of your mouth with a sickening plop.
Though you might be able to scream, you can't bring yourself to do so.
The pleasure you are recieving is far too intense.
You wish you could
feel this way forever, but when two more vines emerge and start nipping
at your nipples through your tight top, you are immediately tossed over
the edge of oblivion. Your insides explode like a sun going supernova as
your pussy clenches tight on your strange alien lover. You rock back and
forth on your shoulders, forcing your tiny chest upward to meet the rough
bites that put you over the top.
When it's over, it
takes a minute or so for you to recover. A sad and heavy sigh gushes from
your lips as the vines pull away from you. You even start to sob uncontrollably
when the large bumby one extracts itself from your still throbbing pussy
with a loud slurp. From here, you are convinced your strange experience
is over, but as you open your eyes, you see the bush over your head shimmer
and change into a solid wall of pulsing liquid. There is a brief moment
of silence before it comes crashing down on top of you like a surging tidal
wave.
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Reaching down, you
unbutton your shorts and plunge a hand into your sopping pussy. Your hips
begin to rock as your other hand moves under your tight tank top and tweaks
at your tiny breast. Low moans emerge from your lips as you touch yourself
in ways that no one else could possibly ever know. Despite the coldness
of the Maine evening air, you start to sweat profusely. Your jaw tightens
as you bring yourself to the brink.
Your own juices shoot
down your leg as your orgasm rocks you to the ground. You flop for a moment
like a fish out of water as the searing waves of pleasure slowly ebb into
blissful contentment. Breathing heavily, you lay there for a moment, your
finger still deep in your snatch.
Turning your head to
the side, the peace and tranquility is replaced by sheer terror. A shimmering
silver pool of water is moving across the ground toward you as if it were
alive!
Before you can scramble
away, it lunges up like a small tidal wave and comes crashing down on top
of you.
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When you open your
eyes, you find yourself floating in a giant pool of mercury. Looking around,
you can see no surface overhead, no bottom below, and no edges. It's just
a pool that stretches off into eternity. You are surprised to discover
that breathing in this alien environment comes rather easily. As you take
in a lungful of the stuff, you feel a sudden warmth inside.
You're not sure why
it flashes through your mind now, but you are suddenly reminded of a scene
from your past. You, Roxie, and the Seaver Twins are at a slumber party
during your freshman year in college. The booze has been flowing rather
freely all night when Roxie says, "Okay, if you could do anything to your
body to make it perfect, what would you do?" You smile, having thought
this over a million times in the past. "I'd want tits the size of volleyballs
and nipples that were just as sensitive to touch as my pussy." The other
girls laugh.
Once this memory finishes
playing in your head, you notice a tightness in your chest. Looking down,
you see your breasts starting to grow beneath your tank top. Your eyes
widen as your shirt strains against the stratchy fabric. Soon, they are
the size of the volleyballs you wished for in your memory and you smile
to yourself. You brush a hand over your nipple and quiver as it feels exactly
like when you rub your own pussy. Upon closer inspection, you realize that
this sensation is caused by the fact that your nipples have been replaced
by perfectly formed vaginas! It really is a dream come true!
And then, the waters
subside. You step out of the shimmering pool a new woman. Your legs are
slightly longer, your waist a bit thinner. You ass was nearly perfect before
the transformation, so you aren't surprised to notice that it hasn't really
changed much. A smile crosses your lips as you finish your assessment of
the new you.
You feel as good as
you look, but you know that there still is work to be done. There's no
time to explore your new body. Tomorrow you will need to feed.
But tonight you need
to reproduce!
Driven by an animal
instinct that seems like it has been with you your entire life, you move
through the forest with the grace of a cat. There's no need to stay on
the trail for footing, the earth meets each stride solidly. When you come
upon a mass of fallen trees which stands between you and the campsite,
it's just a simple matter of grabbing a branch and swinging yourself lightly
over the top. Once again, you land on your feet and continue.
Pausing by the edge
of the campsite, you spy Roxie sitting by a roaring fire. She must have
tired of waiting for you and gone and gotten her own wood after finishing
up with the tent. From here, you can see her poking at the fire. While
she is quite attractive, she could lose a few pounds here and there. She
will certainly enjoy "the breeding."
Your mind slips into
overdrive as you begin to formulate your plan. Roxie won't respond very
well if you just walk in and tell her she has to fuck you so she can go
for a swim in the pool. You know that the pool won't be able to transform
her unless she's recently had an orgasm. You've got to plan this out carefully.
WHAT DO YOU WANT TO DO?
- PLAY
IT COY AND TRY TO SEDUCE HER
- WASTE
NO TIME AND GO RIGHT IN FOR THE KILL
"Jesus," gasps Roxie
as you step out into the campsite. "What the fuck happened?"
"Nothing, why?" you
ask, pretending that everything is normal as you approach her.
Roxie seems to sense
the look of animal lust and greed in your eyes as you approach her. She
begins to back away, her hand out in front of her.
"Stay back," she says
as you continue your approach.
"Just go with it,"
you say. "Everything will be fine."
With a lunge, Roxie
dives for her backpack. She rolls along the ground and comes up on one
knee, a gun in her hand. She levels it at you, fear in her eyes. "I don't
know what the fuck happened to you, but if you take one more step, I'm
going to blow your brains out."
WHAT DO YOU WANT TO DO?
- SHOW
NO FEAR
- REASON
WITH HER
Stopping in your tracks,
you stare at Roxie. The gun in her hand trembles as she stares back at
you.
"I'm not going to hurt
you," you say calmly. "Everything is fine. Just put the gun down."
"If everything is fine,
then tell me why you look like some sort of wild animal out looking for
some dinner," she says with an obvious effort to remain calm.
"Don't you see?" you
ask. "I got my wish. My tits are as big as volleyballs now!"
Roxie considers this
for a moment, her mind remembering the night where you confessed your wishes
to her and your friends. "Alright, then explain how it happened."
- TELL
ROXIE ABOUT THE POOL
- BEGIN
ADVANCING ON HER AGAIN
You advance another
step as Roxie cocks the gun. She repeats her warning, but you don't listen.
There is a bang and a sudden rush of pain in your chest. Looking down,
you see your silvery lifeblood flowing from the wound in your massive tit.
Anger fills your features and you leap with catlike agility, closing the
gap between you an Roxie in under a second. You pry the gun from her hand
with ease and swing a clawed hand across Roxie's face. She reels back in
agony as blood begins to flow freely from the gouges in her cheek.
"I told you to just
go with it," you hiss, picking her up from the ground easily and slamming
her hard against a tree.
Conscious thought is
totally replaced by instinct as you tear open Roxie's blouse. Holding her
against the tree with one powerful hand around her throat, you tear her
shorts away with the other hand. Roxie stares down in utter fear as you
remove your own shorts and a giant suction cupped tentacle emerges from
your throbbing pussy. With a mind of its own, it guides itself between
Roxie's legs and invades her pussy roughly.
You beging flooding
her body with your flowing silvery lifeblood as you forcibly thrust in
and out of her. She cries in pain as you push harder and harder. Soon,
though, the effects of the xenoplasm begin to take hold and Roxie's response
changes from wriggling to free herself, to slow thrusts to meet your own.
Satisfied that she
will no longer fight you, you relax the grip on her thoat, but continue
to fuck her with the fierceness of an animal.
"Do you see what you
did to me?" you ask angrily with a nod toward the bullet wound on your
tit. "Kiss it and make it better."
Your head falls back
as Roxie's lips press against the wound. A wonderful feeling fills you
as she sucks and sucks at the fluid which pours freely from the hole. Roxie's
arms move around you and pull you in close as her drug laced soul is rocked
with the onset of an orgasm. She tenses and screams as you pull out of
her and let her fall to the ground like a limp sack of potatoes.
With the simple act
of a conscious thought, the wound on your chest heals as you grab Roxie
by the back of the neck and pull her to her feet.
"Come with me, slut,"
you hiss. "In a moment, all will be forgiven."
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With your new self,
you could very easily strut in and force Roxie to have sex with you, but
it will surely be more fun to drug her and seduce her slowly. Your bodily
fluids, laced now with the silvery Xenoplasm has a startling effect on
people. There's no way anyone can resist a constant flow of the wonderful
stuff. You chuckle to yourself at the fear you once felt as the strange
drug first coursed through your own veins.
Now, though, it's just
a part of you which cannot be denied. Roxie's fears will be overcome just
as your own.
You are about to step
out of the cover of the night when you realize that Roxie is going to notice
that something is up as soon as she gets an eyeful of your new luscious
tits. It's just a simple matter of moving some of your body fluids around
to make them shrink back down to their original size.
You bring your hands
up to your mammoth mounds and sigh as you feel them shrink back to their
old tiny size. You frown slightly and give them just a bit more bulk than
they had before, not wishing to spend even a moment with small tits like
the old you. Satisfied that your transformation will go unnoticed - at
least for the moment - you straighten out your slightly stretched and torn
shirt and stride confidently onto the campsite.
"Jeez," cries Roxie
as she sees you approaching. "What the fuck happened to you?"
Glancing down over
yourself, you realize that she's talking about your ripped clothing and
dirt stained skin and not your transformation. You shrug it off saying,
"I fell down a hill."
"Anything broken?"
Roxie follows you as you stride elegantly over to the fire and lower your
perfect ass onto the log running along the side.
"I don't think so,"
you say. "Did we bring any liquor?"
Roxie shakes her head.
"I gave the Seaver Twins a couple cases of beer to bring up in the jeep
when they come, but I didn't pack anything for us. I have a few joints,
though."
You smile as Roxie
jogs over to the tent and climbs inside. Glancing down, you spot Roxie's
canteen leaning against the log. You know that all you really need to do
is get the joint wet with your saliva when you take a drag to introduce
enough of the Xenoplasm into her system to get her started along her path,
but something more concentrated would work a lot better.
WHAT DO YOU WANT TO DO?
- STICK
WITH THE SLOW SEDUCTION PLAN AND JUST WORK WITH THE JOINT
- DON'T
TAKE ANY CHANCES AND FILL THE CANTEEN
With a quick glance
over your shoulder, you check to be certain that Roxie is still inside
the tent. Then, grabbing the canteen, you lift your white top and squeeze
a few tablespoons of your silvery lifeblood into the canteen. You run your
tongue over the mouth to clean any spillage off the metal surface, then
reach into your pocket and come out with a small slip of paper.
A smile crosses your
lips as Roxie comes out of the tent. She notices the grin and asks, "What
are you grinning at?"
With a wink, you slide
the slip of paper into the mouth of the canteen.
"You brought some acid
with you?" she asks, knowing your penchant for hallucinagenic drugs.
"Better than that,"
you smile, handing your friend the canteen.
Roxie takes it from
you and drinks heartily, having no reason to doubt your intentions. She
frowns for a moment, curious about the strange taste in her mouth. You
almost say something, but Roxie seems to work it out on her own before
handing the canteen back to you.
Knowing that the liquid
won't effect you, you take only a small swig but act as if you are gulping
it down eagerly before handing it back. The canteen passes back and forth
several more times before it is empty. Roxie is already being effected
by the drug, her hand rubbing her belly, a slight frown on her full lips.
"You okay?" you ask,
knowing full well that she is being filled with lusty images.
Looking up at you,
Roxie replies, "This is working awfully fast."
You nod. Pushing your
chest forward slightly, you allow your breasts to snap back to their mammoth
sizes with one sudden bulge. Roxie stares dumbly as your tank top stretches
to its limits. She closes her eyes, shakes her head, then looks again.
She is stunned to notice that your mammoth tits are still there staring
back at her.
"Woah," she says. "That's
intense."
"You find something
fascinating about my tits?" you ask, feigning insult at her ogling.
"Th - they just grew."
Looking down at yourself,
you pretend that you can't see any difference in them, but inside, you
glow with a warm feeling of power your new breasts afford you. With one
deft motion you pull your top over your head, your titty clits hardening
instantly in the cold night air.
"They look normal to
me," you say.
Roxie is stunned, her
hand reaching out and touching the outer folds along the crest of one of
your massive breasts. You let out a moan as one of her fingers brushes
over the swollen clit. Realizing what she has just done, she pulls her
hand back and look up at your eyes.
"I - I'm sorry," she
stutters. "I'm really tripping hard, here."
WHAT DO YOU WANT TO DO?
- TELL
HER THAT SHE CAN SUCK IT IF SHE WOULD LIKE TO
- TELL
HER THAT YOU ARE FEELING IT TO
"This is good shit,
huh?" you say. "It's making me really horny. How about you?"
Roxie nods. "I think
we took too much. I'm scared."
You lean in close to
your friend bringing your mouth inches from her own. "It's fine. We're
best friends, Roxie. Just go along with the ride. Do what comes natural."
Roxie stares into your
eyes. She's really scared by the emotions running through her, that much
is obvious. In an effort to let her know it's all okay, you press your
lips to hers and kiss her tenderly. She responds favorably, her tongue
entering your warm mouth and dancing with your own.
Breaking off the kiss,
you look at her. "I want to make love to you," you say.
"We can't," says Roxie,
but her body betrays her.
She presses in close
to you, her warmth a stunning contrast to the cold night air. Moving an
arm around her, you run you long nailed finger over her nipple. Roxie responds
by arching her back to meet your touch.
Slowly, you push her
back onto the ground and slide her tan shorts down off her hips. Her words
offer protest, but she lifts her rounded ass to allow you to pull them
off. Moving your head between her legs, you extend your tongue inside of
her. It goes nearly a foot deep before meeting resistance. Roxie moans
as you begin sliding in and out of her, her muscled inner walls gripping
at you spasmodically.
"Ohmygod, ohmygod,
ohmygod," she cries as he hips thrust powerfully against your face. Her
juices flow freely and you relish her musky aroma.
Seconds later, her
muscles tense around your tentacle of a tongue and her whole body shakes
with a powerful orgasm. You allow her to recover for a moment, then slide
out. She wimpers as you pop free of her folds.
"Come with me," you
say, holding out your hand. "I've got something to show you."
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The flames dance hypnotically
in front of you as you wait for Roxie to return with the pot. You can feel
the warmth on your sensitive flesh. It's amazing how much better things
feel to you now.
You smile. Without
even looking, you can hear Roxie returning from the tent behind you. For
a moment, you close your eyes, hoping that your best friend throughout
all your college years can't see the bright yellow glow eminating from
your eyes.
"Spark this baby up,"
beams Roxie as she hands you a good sized joint.
Grinning, you take
the joint into your mouth, being sure to get the end as wet as possible
with your own saliva. Roxie holds a lighter under the end and you inhale
deeply, taking in the thick heady smoke. Your lungs expanded to their fullest,
you increase the volume of your tits ever so slightly for effect.
"You bogarted it,"
complains Roxie as she holds the smouldering hand-rolled cigarette to her
lips.
After a few more hits
each, Roxie snuffs out the roach and the two of you fall into silence.
Trying not to stare, you watch Roxie's eyes as she stares into the dancing
flames of the campfire. You can see her hard nipples jutting out from beneath
her button down blouse which is tied just below her bosom. It's time to
set the mood.
WHAT DO YOU WANT TO DO?
- TALK
ABOUT BOYS AND SEX TO GET ROXIE TURNED ON
- TELL
ROXIE YOU HAVE A MAGIC TRICK TO SHOW HER
"Wanna see a neat trick?"
you ask nonchalantly, your eyes locked on Roxie's.
Roxie looks up, her
eyes distant, the drug effecting her slightly. "What kind of trick?"
You consider this for
a moment. You want to do something that will take her by surprise. You
need to keep her off her toes if this is going to work the way you want
it to.
WHAT DO YOU WANT TO DO?
- DEMONSTRATE
HOW YOU CAN TURN SOMEONE INTO A NYMPHOMANIAC
- DEMONSTRATE
THE SNAKE CHARMER ROUTINE
"We should have brought
the football team up here with us," you say as you heave out your small
chest and stretch your arms.
"You couldn't handle
a wide receiver, not to mention the whole team," Roxie jabs at you.
You grin. "Yeah, but
a nice thick cock would feel really good right now."
Roxie shivers in the
cold night air. She crosses her arms and cradles herself as she slides
off the log and leans back against it. You marvel at how luscious she looks
in the flickering firelight. You move around, sitting on the log behind
Roxie with one long leg on either side of her. Leaning in, you rub her
shoulders - something the two of you have done for each other countless
times.
"I'm thinking Tommy
Jackson," you muse, her tight shoulders melting beneath your strong fingertips.
"He rubs your shoulders with strong, masculine hands. You can feel his
hot breath on your neck as he leans in close."
You hope the small
dose of Xenoplasm you gave Roxie is kicking in as you are incredibly turned
on yourself and you're not sure how much longer you can hold back. Already,
your fingernails have started to lengthen and your canine teeth have grown
into sharp fangs. Much longer and you're not going to be able to hold your
disquised form at all.
"Mmm," sighs Roxie
as she leans her head forward. Her bare neck is exposed. It would be easy
to bite her right now and give her a concentrated dose of your bodily fluids,
but you aren't sure you want to spoil the moment.
WHAT DO YOU WANT TO DO?
- KEEP
TALKING TO HER
- GO
FOR THE GOLD BEFORE SHE SNAPS OUT OF IT
Pushing a lock of hair
to the side, you sink your pearly fangs into the soft white flesh of Roxie's
neck. You feel her tense as the blood begins to flow into your hungry mouth.
You start the flow of xenoplasm, enjoying the feel of her muscles slowly
beginning to relax as the drugs invade her bloodstream. Within seconds,
Roxie becomes completely relaxed and aroused.
Her hands run down
over her body and slide beneath her khaki shorts. Your fangs still embedded
in her creamy flesh, you watch as she begins rubbing her dripping pussy
passionately. When her hips begin rising and falling to meet her self pleasuring
gestures, you lift your head and move out from behind her.
Totally lost in her
own world, Roxie wiggles and moans as you relax your mind and bring your
breasts back to their full roundness. Roxie, stunned by the vision of your
growing breasts, almost stops for a moment, but the lusty effect of the
xenoplasm is too much. The trance slowly washes back over her.
You smile when the
orgasm hits Roxie like a ton of bricks. It will only be a few moments now.
The two of you will soon enjoy the realization of all your innermost fantasies.
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You slide yourself
forward on the log pressing your V tightly against the middle of Roxie's
back. Keeping up with your kneading of Roxie's shoulders, you press your
chest against her and force them to expand ever so slightly. It feels wonderful
on your new tittie-clits.
"You lean back into
his powerful arms," you say, smiling as she does so. "He tightens his grip
on you and brushes a finger over your hard nipple."
Bringing your arms
around in front of Roxie, you pull her back toward you, your finger absently
encircling her hard nub.
"When did you start
growing your nails?" asks Roxie without moving away from you. "I never
noticed them before."
"I bet there's a lot
you haven't noticed about me," you say in a sultry tone, your head resting
on her shoulder.
Roxie turns her head
so that her lips are right next to your cheek. "Oh yeah? Like what?"
Her hot breath on your
face really starts to get you going - so much so, in fact, that you lose
your concentration for a moment and your breasts grow a full cup size before
you catch yourself.
"What was that?" asks
Roxie.
WHAT DO YOU WANT TO DO?
- PRETEND
YOU DON'T KNOW WHAT'S WRONG WITH YOU
- TURN
ON THE FAUCETS
With the slightest
mental effort, you open up the flow of Xenoplasm from the pussies in your
tits. As you allow them to slowly return to their full size, your top becomes
saturated and the excess begins running over Roxie's shoulders and down
her body. The heady aroma is intoxicating, but when she first notices the
thick goo running down her, she starts to stand. Holding her tightly against
you, you scoop a glob from her breast and rub it over her mouth.
"What's happening?"
asks Roxie, a bit dazed.
"Dreams are coming
true," you explain, sliding a long nailed hand under Roxie's blouse and
cradling her mammoth breast.
A bit scared, but paralyzed
by the effects of the drugs, Roxie snuggles back into you. Bowing your
head down you alter your molecular consistency, slowing turning your entire
being into the flowing silver goo which runs as your very lifeblood. Roxie
begins to struggle slightly as you feel yourself oozing over her. Within
seconds, there is nothing left of your earthly body. Your molecules flow
thickly over your entrapped friend.
As if caught in a thick
wet web, Roxie tries to escape her bonds, thick tendrils pulling her flailing
limbs back in close. You tighten your etherial grip, allowing a part of
you to ooze down between Roxie's quivering thighs. You smooth consistency
flows effortlessly over her milky thighs as you worm your way into the
folds of her pussy. A moan comes from your best friend's slime covered
lips as you thicken to a firm gel inside of her. Twisting your being, you
manage to fuck her from the inside while the rest of you clenches over
her flesh like a living body stocking.
Within minutes, Roxie's
struggles change to slow, lustful gyrations as she twists to meet your
thrusts. Sensing the arrival of her orgasm, you tense yourself at just
the right moment. As her muscles lock beneath the waves of ecstacy, you
effectively squeeze every bit as tightly. When the waves subside, you loosen
your erotic grip.
Sliding off of Roxie,
you reconstitute yourself beside her, your hand gently running over her
heaving breast.
"You've got to teach
me how to do that," she breathes.
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Figuring that you can
surprise the hell out of Roxie and make your move when she's recovering
from the shock, you fall backwards off the log. Squirming on the ground,
you bring your hands up to your chest and let it grow a bit.
"Roxie!" you cry. "Something's
happening to me!"
Spinning around, Roxie
stares dumbfounded as your growing tits pull the fabric of your white tank
top tight.
Now that you've got
her attention, you allow them to start growing slowly and steadily as you
start to moan. You don't have to fake the pleasure you feel at the sensation
of the growth. The pussies, still hidden by your shirt, rub against the
fabric sending electric shocks through your entire body.
"My god," you say with
softball sized tits in your hands. "It feels so good."
"Shit!" cries Roxie.
"What do I do? What do I do?"
You beg her to help
you as the fabric grows tighter over your chest. Roxie races to your side
and grabs the bottom of the shirt and pulls it up to expose your inflating
mams. She gasps at the glistening pussies at the crests, their rock hard
clits jutting out through the folds of sensitive flesh.
"Fuck," she says, completely
dumbfounded. "Does it hurt?"
You run a long finger
over the outer lips of the left one as beads of sweat form on your furrowed
brow. It feels so intensely good that you almost forget your objective
until they finally reach their full size. You are tossed slightly by a
small tittoral orgasm as you continue to rub your hands over your soft
meaty flesh.
Roxie stares down at
you, her eyes wide. "C - Can I touch them?"
She reaches out cautiously
and grazes an outer lip with her finger. You take in a chunk of air as
yet another jolt rocks through you.
"This is too wierd,"
she says. "How could this happen? Is there anything I can do?"
WHAT DO YOU WANT TO DO?
- ASK
HER TO KEEP TOUCHING IT
- ASK
HER TO SUCK IT
You are certain that
the Xenoplasm on the joint you two shared is doing its job. Under normal
circumstances, Roxie would be totally freaked out by this entire scene.
But here, in the north woods of Maine on a dark and cold night, she is
staring at your huge and mutated breasts with a hint of lust - maybe even
jealousy.
"Keep doing that,"
you breathe.
For the first time,
Roxie seems to become aware of the fact that she's still running her finger
over the pussy on your tit. She stops for a moment, but resumes as you
start to whine. Transfixed, she slides the length of her index finger inside
of you. Reaching out with your long nailed hand, you start running it over
her inner thigh, just below her khaki shorts. Roxie gasps at your touch.
"Th - This is wrong,"
she mutters, pulling her finger from your sopping depths.
You sit up, placing
a hand on the back of her neck. "You have to do this, Rox. I need you."
Roxie shakes her head,
her eyes still locked on your mammoth tits. You take her hand and press
it flat against your firm flesh.
"Can't you see?" you
ask. "Remember my wish for tits the size of volleyballs? It came true.
If you let me help you, your wish can come true, too."
"H - How did this happen?"
she asks, her hand tightening its grip on your breast ever so slightly.
WHAT DO YOU WANT TO DO?
- TELL
HER ABOUT THE ALIEN POOL OF SILVER
- TELL
HER TO SUCK YOUR TIT
You place a gentle
hand on the back of Roxie's head.
"Suck on it," you say.
Roxie looks up at you,
the yellow glow from your eyes illuminating her slack features. Her tongue
whisks out lightly as you bring her mouth in toward the folds of pussy
on your right tit. Heaving out your mammoth bosom, you relish in the sensations
of her hot tongue against your swollen lips. Within seconds, your juices
begin to flow, covering her mouth and chin with your thick silvery nectar.
The heady aroma and
salty sweet taste causes Roxie to redouble her efforts. You are surprised
at the pussy eating skills posessed by this friend of yours, almost sad
that the two of you had not experimented together in the past. All conscious
acts cease within Roxie as the power of your juices overcome her will.
Reaching down, you
slide a long finger inside Roxie's khaki shorts and brush it over her own
pulsing netherlips. Sliding your thumb inside, Roxie gasps as you alter
the molecules in your thumb causing it to begin growing. Longer and longer,
thicker and thicker, your mutating thumb fills your lover completely as
she begins rocking her hips to meet your thrusts.
"Oh god!" she cries
as her tongue lashes out over your tittyclit.
You pull her in close
as your share a massive simultaneous orgasm. The sky blots out for a moment
as you fall backwards onto the soft earth. Roxie collapses down on top
of you, her breathing slowly returning to normal.
"You've got to show
me how to do that," she gasps, her finger running lightly over the pussy
on your right tit.
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"There's something
out there," you say, indicating the woods. "It's not of this world. It
needs a host in order to survive. But as it grows, one host can't hold
it all, so it needs to find more."
Roxie stares at you
incredulously. "You mean, it's inside of you now?"
You nod. "Part of it.
But it's okay. In return for being it's host, you get the body you've always
dreamed of. And powers, too."
"What kind of powers?"
asks Roxie, still not sure what to think.
WHAT DO YOU WANT TO DO?
- DEMONSTRATE
HOW YOU CAN TURN SOMEONE INTO A NYMPHOMANIAC
- DEMONSTRATE
THE SNAKE CHARMER ROUTINE
"Stand right there,"
you smile.
Once Roxie is in position,
you remove your tank top completely and stand directly in front of her.
A smirk crosses your face as you begin two sway your hips in a slow erotic
dance. You place an arm on her shoulder in case she decides to run and
allow the other arm to join in the dance. With a twinkle of your eye, your
long flowing hair comes to life. Like a million snakes, your mane joins
the dance. Several strands reach out and brush lightly over Roxie's face
and upper chest.
"That's so cool," breathes
Roxie, totally entranced by your dance.
"Don't look away, yet,"
you tell her. "There's more."
Certain that you've
got a captive audience, you bring both hands to your breasts. Roxie's eye
grow wide as a half dozen wispy tendrils begin to slowly emerge from the
slits on your tits. Joining in the dance, they grow longer and longer.
With a sway of your perfectly shaped hips, you cause the entire pulsing
mass of tit-tendrils to brush lightly over Roxie's blouse and belly.
So captivated by your
dance, Roxie doesn't notice the seven foot silvery python sliding out of
your pussy, coming out through opening in your shorts and slithering down
your leg. Keeping your eyes fixed on Roxie's, you smile as the gleaming
alien creature serpentines across the ground and begins climbing Roxie's
leg even before it has fully emerged from your dripping hole. You delight
in the sensation of the snake sliding out of you, the inner walls of your
vagina flexing along its length.
You see the long silvery
snake tongue flick out of its mouth as it appears around Roxie's midsection.
Its length completely out of you now, the snake moves up under Roxie's
shirt. She snaps out of her hypnotic trance and screams. Grasping frantically
at her bosom, Roxie is thrown back onto the ground by the sheer power of
the giant creature.
WHAT DO YOU WANT TO DO?
- TELL
ROXIE THAT IT WON'T HURT HER AND THAT EVERTHING WILL BE FINE
- GIVE
ROXIE A HEALTHY DOSE OF XENOPLASM TO CALM HER DOWN
As the silvery snake
continues to coil itself around Roxie, you move in for the kill. Tearing
her blouse open, you sink your fanged teeth deeply into her soft titflesh.
Roxie tenses up for a moment as you start the flow of your intoxicating
venom. Within seconds, Roxie's cries change into a low moaning. Her hands
slowly move up to the back of your head and press you in closer to her
heaving chest.
With a smile, you bring
your teeth out of the wound her blood mixing with the silvery xenoplasm.
"Fuck me now," says
Roxie softly, her mind clouded by the drug.
You smile as the silver
viper winds its head down Roxie's sweat covered form. Slinking around,
it moves up the loose leg of her shorts. You run a long nailed finger over
Roxie's swollen nipple as she gasps at the sensation of a living creature
entering her moist snatch. Your best friend begins to moan more loudly
now as you watch the viper moving in and out of her beneath the light fabric
of her shorts.
Reaching up, Roxie
pulls your face to her own and presses her lips wetly against your own.
You slide your tongue past her teeth and let it montsrous length forge
its way down her throat. Pulling your head tighter to her own, Roxie begins
to rock violently as she is fucked from both ends.
All at once, her body
tenses and you can feel each muscle strain against the others in her body
as a tremendous orgasm rages through her.
"Oh god!" she cries
once you have pulled your tongue from the depths of her stomach. "You've
got to teach me how to do that!"
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You call the tit-tendrils
back inside of you and rush over to Roxie. Sitting on the ground, you pick
up her head and cradle it in your lap as the snake wraps itself around
her waist a few more times.
"Shh," you say, brushing
her hair out of her face. "It's okay. Just relax and everything will be
fine."
"Get it off me!" screams
Roxie.
Realizing that talking
to Roxie isn't going to work, you focus on the part of your consciousness
that is the snake. It's disconcerting at first, like being in a huge earthquake.
Looking around, you see that you are resting between two silky smooth mountains
with the sky being blocked out by a thick canvas tent. The earth is rocking
back and forth violently.
Once you get your bearings,
you know that as the snake, things will look different to you. The mountains
are Roxie's breasts. The tent is her shirt. The shaking and rocking is
Roxie trying desparately to escape your serpentine stranglehold.
Thinking quickly, you
turn your head and lash out at the heaving mass of titflesh. Your fangs
pierce her skin and your breathing becomes heavy as you feel your intoxicating
venom pour into her. The rocking subsides after a few moments and you release
your powerful bite. Turning around, you slither down and emerge from beneath
the heavy canopy. A seemingly endless expanse of soft rounded bellyflesh
stands before you. You move over it with ease, relishing the feel of her
skin beneath you. A quick look back shows that your venom has done its
job completely. A giant hand is dilligently squeezing an even more mounstrous
mound of tit.
Sliding beneath a waistband
that must be uncomfortably tight to Roxie, you slither through a thick
forest of dark curly pubic grass. Moving over the edge of a cliff, you
spy your target just ahead. With a slight wiggle, you force the fleshy
cave entrance open and move into its wet and murky depths. You travel for
what seems like miles before you get to the end of the cave. It continues
on further, but the hole is far too small for you to pass without the exhausting
effort of going through a morph.
You begin wiggling
your entire length vigorously and are rewarded by the sensation of the
cave walls expanding and contracting over your serpentine form. The movement
around you is intense as you feel the cave shoot up, down, left, and right
with no rhyme or reason. Had you not been held so tightly by the pulsing
walls of the cave, you might have been knocked unconscious.
Then, the wind is knocked
out of you as the cave walls contract around you with crushing forth. The
small opening in front of you spurts gallons of fluid at you and you are
certain that you're going to drown.
Leaping back into your
own body's consciousness, you smile. A post orgasmic Roxie lies with her
head in your lap. The snake crawls out of your friend and gives you a brief
round of pleasure as it slides its seven feet back inside of your dripping
pussy.
"God," breathes Roxie.
"Where can I get one of those?"
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"Watch," you smile
as you bring both hands up to one of your monsterous tits. You press down
hard and a thick stream of silvery goo shoots out of the pussy and covers
Roxie's face, a good deal of it going into her mouth.
"Ack," cries Roxie,
falling backwards and clawing at her face. "What the fuck did you do?"
With the grace of a
cat, you crawl over to Roxie and place your lips over hers. She begins
to struggle as you open your throat and force a thick stream of Xenoplasm
into her mouth. Forced to swallow to keep from drowning, Roxie's struggling
slowly wanes. You know you've got her when she wraps an arm around your
neck and pushes her tongue into your open and waiting mouth.
Placing a hand on her
mound, you allow the heat to go through her shorts and over her pussy.
You lift your head from her's allowing a pint of goo to spill over her
face before shutting off the "valve."
"How's that for powers?"
you ask playfully.
Totally enraptured
by your drug, Roxie gurgles through the mass of goo, "Shut up and fuck
me."
Moving down between
Roxie's legs, you slide her shorts off and lean down. Looking up her body,
you see her scooping up the goo with her hands and slurping it down. So
engrossed is she that she doesn't even see the huge suction cupped tongue
coming out of your mouth. You begin by teasing her inner thigh with your
rough appendage. Roxie begins to writhe beneath you as you run it slowly
over the full length of her slit.
"I love you!" screams
your crazed chum as she squeezes her legs tightly around your head.
You push your tongue
deep inside her, amazed at just how deep you can go. Roxie's leglock tightens
as her writhing grows into violent thrusts and rocking. Clawing at the
dirt, Roxie pushes her dripping hole tightly against your face, her flowing
juices mixing with your own.
Then, she freezes.
Every muscle in Roxie's body is tight, her ass hoovering a foot off the
ground supported only by her shoulders and powerful legs. You feel a slight
shivering coming from deep within her, but other than that, she's a rock
for nearly a minute.
With a wild burst of
air forcing its way out of her lungs, Roxie suddenly goes limp. Her ass
hits the earth with a thud. Once hard as rocks, her muscles are completely
slack now as Roxie recovers from what was certainly the most incredible
orgasm of her life.
You allow her a few
minutes to recover, then taking her by the hand you help her to her feet.
Still in a daze, she allows you to lead her off into the woods.
"Come with me," you
smile. "I have something to show you. "
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You take Roxie by the
hand and lead her toward the path. Still weak from her orgasm, she staggers
a few times along the way. Dazed by the xenoplasm, she doesn't even notice
as you stop and position her so that she's standing in the pool of shimmering
silver alien xenoplasm.
"W - What happens now?"
she asks calmly, unaware that she's slowly sinking into the pool.
You smile as you sit
back onto an old stump. "Just relax."
Looking down, Roxie
notices that she's slowly being drawn into a pool of shimmering mercury.
You almost expect her to panic, but she seems to trust your judgement.
A strange smile crosses her features.
WHAT DO YOU WANT TO DO?
- SIT
BACK AND WATCH
- TRANSFER
YOUR CONSCIOUSNESS INTO THE POOL
Not wanting to miss
the transformation, you close your eyes and transfer your consciousness
into the pool. You are greeted by the incredibly erotic sensations of Roxie's
floating form being engulfed entirely by your being. When she is completely
inside of you, you embrace her warmly, your liquid body flowing over her
and inside of her all at once.
Roxie cradles her massive
breasts as the grow ever so slightly. Her nipples begin to sink inside
and are replaced by perfectly formed mouths, reflections of the one on
Roxie's smooth face. The new orifices on her breasts begin drinking you
in thirstily as Roxie's muscles begin to harden and grow. When the transformation
is comeplete, she looks like a woman who has been lifting wieghts her entire
life. She could easily crush a man's neck with one of her powerful hands.
Then, the most incredible
sensation of all greets your swirling thoughts. Your consciousness combines
with Roxie's as all of your secrets vanish. In a dance like two people
making love, your ideas, beliefs, values, and dreams all combine. Driven
by an instinct born of another world, your minds merge and the comfort
drives you toward a warm and comforting sleep.
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As Roxie continues
to slip into the depths, you can feel the energy building within the pool.
Sharing a consciousness with the alien, your own arousal begins to build
as the energies of the transformation process begin to grow. All three
of your pussies begin to pulse as your best friend sinks up to her shoulders.
Moving a hand between your legs, you see her watching you with a smile
just before she dips entirely beneath the surface.
You can sense the peaceful
exchange of thoughts and enrgies from within the alien's flowing being
as you redouble your efforts on your own throbbing clit. You breast heaves
passionately as you bring yourself to the edge.
Then, just seconds
before you can get yourself off, the waters part and a new Roxie emerges
from the depths of the pool. Her breasts are only slightly larger than
before, but her nipples have been replaced by two perfectly formed mouths,
their lips just as full and kissable as the one on her smooth face. Her
muscles have hardened and grown, rippling with immense power.
Before you stands an
incredible woman of Amazonian proportions. A sly grin crosses all of her
mouths as she lunges toward you, her thoughts mingling with your own.
The sex is wonderful,
her titmouths pressed against the pulsing clits on your own breasts, her
incredibly long tongue dancing with your own. The flesh in the pussies
in your nether regions takes on a life of its own as it stretches and embraces
the opposing lips. Locked in the passionate dance of lust, you and Roxie
are truly one, your consciousness a single entity.
As the orgasm rises,
you both scream. The waves hit hard, like a stormy sea beating against
the floodwalls. When the passion finally subsides, you and Roxie drift
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You really have no
desire to venture off into the woods alone, so you decide to stay here
in the relative safety of the campsite and allow Roxie to venture off in
search of wood for the campfire. Since the instructions for the tent were
lost some time ago, it takes you the better part of an hour to get the
thing standing. When you're done, you take a step back and admire your
handiwork.
Looking around the
clearing, you begin to wonder where Roxie has gone off to. It shouldn't
be taking this long to find enough firewood to get you through the night.
Spying a pile of twigs and a few larger branches about twenty feet from
you, you realize that you could use that to get the fire going before Roxie
returns with the rest of it, but a nagging feeling in your gut tells you
that something may have happened to her.
Whenever your little
voice tells you that there might be danger, you've usually managed to follow
the path of safety. You realize that Roxie may be in trouble, but there
is no reason to panic, yet. You'll give her another half hour, then go
looking for her.
In the meantime though,
it's more important to get the fire started. It will be getting cold soon
and the warmth will be a necessity rather than a luxury.
After collecting the
wood from the edge of the campsite, you set about stacking it into the
ready-made fire pit. A few pieces of paper from you pack and a match completes
the recipe. The fire starts with ease.
Sitting back on a log
which has been pulled up close to serve as a bench, you glance around through
the dusk. It will be dark soon. You'd better start looking for Roxie or
you'll both be out there lost in the night.
Standing up, you hear
a noise behind you. Startled, you turn and see a disheveled Roxie stumble
into the clearing. She is covered with dirt and grime. Her blouse, once
tied beneath her bust has several rips and hangs loosely off her large
busted frame. Her khaki shorts are torn up one side all the way up to the
belt line. The normally perfect mane of blonde hair is now wild.
"Shit, Rox!" you exclaim
as you race over to your friend. "Are you okay?"
Roxie's eyes are glazed
over and a strange, out of place smile covers her dirt encrusted lips.
"I'm excellent, how are you?"
"What the fuck happened
to you?" you ask, a bit afraid.
Brushing past you,
Roxie heads for the fire. Turning your head, you notice something different
about her stride. Her hips seem to sway a bit more than usual. In the flickering
firelight, her muscles seem a bit more defined than you remember them.
Turning her head, Roxie
beams back at you with a sly smile, "Come here, silly. I have something
for you."
You little voice starts
speaking to you again. Something is definitely wrong with Roxie.
WHAT DO YOU WANT TO DO?
- SUGGEST
TO ROXIE THAT THERE'S SOMETHING WRONG AND THAT SHE GO INTO THE TENT AND
GET SOME SLEEP
- GO
OVER TO ROXIE AND SEE IF YOU CAN FIND OUT WHAT HAPPENED
You cautiously approach
your friend, watching as she reaches into her pocket. She comes out with
a baggy and grins at you, a sudden gleam behind her dazed eyes.
"Look what I found!"
she says distantly.
You take the baggie
from her and look inside. There are a dozen or so mushrooms inside looking
identical to the ones you and the gang ate a hundred times in college.
A smile crosses your lips as you realize why your friend is acting so out-of-it.
She's tripping her brains out!
"Go ahead, lunkhead,"
says Roxie as she flops down onto the log beside the fire. "I have at least
an hour jump on you."
You glance at the dying
flames and realize that Roxie didn't come back with any wood. Granted,
you dumped a huge chunk of change into your new sub-zero sleeping back,
but if you're going to be up all night tripping, it'll probably be better
if you get some wood.
Your mind made up,
you give one last glance at the mushrooms. You do really enjoy tripping
- especially with a good friend like Roxie.
WHAT DO YOU WANT TO DO?
- GO
OUT AND GET SOME FIREWOOD
- GIVE
IN TO THE PEER PRESSURE AND EAT THE MUSHROOMS
Roxie beams at you,
her features shimmering in the dusk and the flames from the fire. You open
the bag and pick out one of the mushrooms. It's much more moist than you've
ever had, a silvery liquid covering it. Placing it into your mouth you
relish its strange salty sweet taste.
"Pretty good, huh?"
beams Roxie, her eyes dancing wildly. "Take a few more. They'll rock your
world."
Sitting down beside
your friend, you pop two more into your mouth before setting the baggie
down on the log beside you. Now all you have to do is wait.
"The Seaver Twins are
going to be sorry they decided to drive up to the cabin rather than hike
it," you say to pass the time.
Roxie doesn't respond.
Looking over at her, you see that she's staring at you with a huge grin
on her face.
"What?" you ask. "Is
my face melting or something?"
For some reason, this
comment strikes you as utterly hilarious. You laugh so hard, you almost
fall off the log. It takes a minute to gain your composure and you almost
go into another fit of laughter as you watch the dwindling flames from
the fire play a game of touch football with the rocks cheering them on.
A tree behind you chuckles at your lack of reason.
"Woah," you say, surprised
at how fast the mushrooms are kicking in.
Glancing over at Roxie,
you grin as her long wild hair comes to life like a million tiny snakes
dancing to a charmer's pipe. A warm feeling fills your body as you begin
swaying to the rhythm of the dancing worms on Roxie's head.
"Wanna see a neat trick?"
asks Roxie, her hair reaching out at you from the other end of the log.
You nod numbly as Roxie
begins to unbutton her tattered blouse. Pulling it open, she reveals something
which causes your jaw to fall slack. There on her mammoth breasts where
her nipples should be are two perfectly formed mouths.
"Camptown ladies sing
their song, Doo Dah, Doo Dah," the three mouths of Roxie sing in perfect
harmony.
You giggle at the strange
spectacle as the mouth on Roxie's left tit says, "Hey, how about a kiss,
baby?"
This is incredible!
You're definitely tripping much harder than you've ever tripped before.
WHAT DO YOU WANT TO DO?
- KISS
ROXIE'S LEFT TIT
- TELL
ROXIE YOU'RE GETTING SCARED BY ALL THIS
Leaning over, you bring
your mouth close to Roxie's huge breast. You can feel its hot breath as
you move in for the kiss. As you embrace, you feel a small tongue enter
your mouth while Roxie's powerful hand moves behind your head and pulls
you in close.
The kiss is nothing
if not divine. You run your tongue over a full set of perfect and very
realistic feeling teeth as you begin to wonder how you could be hallucinating
so hard after eating only three mushrooms. This is way too real to be just
the drugs talking.
Breaking off the kiss,
you look up into Roxie's shimmering eyes. A familiar feeling of arousal
grows within your shorts.
"Are you as turned
on as I am?" she asks, her teeth looking like the fangs of a vampire.
WHAT DO YOU WANT TO DO?
- ADMIT
THAT YOU'RE INCREDIBLY TURNED ON BY ALL THIS
- TELL
HER THAT YOU'RE MORE THAN A LITTLE BIT SCARED
Roxie places a long
nailed hand on your cheek and stares deeply into your eyes. You are shivering,
more out of fear than from the coldness of the night. The tight fabric
of you white tank top strains against the hard nipples which emerge from
your less than ample breasts.
"You're just having
a bad trip," says Roxie, her hair dancing the lambada. "Don't worry, I'm
here with you. We just need something to take your mind off things for
a bit."
You nod as Roxie pulls
you in close. Through your tank top, you feel one of Roxie's titmouths
nibbling at your tit.
"How would you like
to have the perfect body?" asks Roxie absently. "The body you've always
dreamed of?"
Looking up, you can't
tell if this is the distraction she was talking about or not. Tripping
so hard, you're not sure whether you really want to play any games. It
might be better just to sit here and let it all pass.
WHAT DO YOU WANT TO DO?
- PLAY
ALONG WITH ROXIE'S GAME
- STAY
BY THE FIRE AND HOPE IT PASSES WITH TIME
Having tripped before,
you know that the best way to come off a bad trip is to do something to
take your mind off it. Roxie has known since you confessed in a drunken
ramble at a slumber party during your freshman year that your biggest fantasy
is to have large - no, huge - breasts that are just as sensitive as your
pussy. You know it's an impossible dream, but its familiar territory for
the both of you. It might be the perfect remedy for your drug induced fears.
"Follow me," Roxie
says.
She buttons up her
blouse and starts walking across the campsite away from the tent. You stand
frozen for a moment, wondering where Roxie is going. Turning back to you
at the edge of the woods, she motions for you to follow.
"Come on, it's not
far," she says.
You really aren't comfortable
wandering off into the darkness, but it will probably be okay as long as
Roxie is with you. You waver for a moment as you try to make up your mind.
WHAT DO YOU WANT TO DO?
- FOLLOW
ROXIE INTO THE WOODS
- DECIDE
TO JUST STAY BY THE FIRE AND RIDE THE TRIP OUT
Bracing yourself against
your fears of the wild, you follow Roxie into the woods. The trail is easy
to navigate and when Roxie comes to a stop, you realize that the campsite
is still visible through the trees. Taking a deep breath, you smile. It's
not as scary as you had thought.
Roxie points down at
the ground. Your eyes follow her extended finger to a shimmering pool of
silvery liquid. It dances in the moonlight like a giant glob of mercury.
You watch as Roxie bends down and scoops up a handful of the liquid and
lets it drip into her waiting mouth.
"What is it?" you ask,
shivering from the cold.
A smile crosses Roxie's
face as a droplet of the quicksilver escapes her mouth and runs down her
chin.
"Patience," she smiles.
"It won't work unless you've recently had an orgasm."
You contemplate this
for a moment. It sounds strange, but you've committed yourself.
"Do you want me to
fuck you with my tongue or with my cock?" she asks you.
Okay, this game is
definitely taking a strange twist. Not only is it apparent that you are
about to engage in drug crazed lesbian love making, but now Roxie is claiming
to have a cock to fuck you with.
WHAT DO YOU WANT TO DO?
- FORGET
THE WHOLE BIZARRE THING AND GO BACK TO THE FIRE
- AVOID
THE POTENTIAL FOR A BAD HALLUCINATION AND GO FOR THE STANDARD TONGUE JOB
- SEE
HOW ROXIE'S GONNA PULL THIS OFF AND GO FOR THE COCK JOB
Roxie smiles at your
decision and saunters up to you seductively. Silvery liquid drips from
her fanged teeth as she licks her lips hungrily. Her tongue looks like
it's covered with a thousand tiny suction-cups. You stare in awe as it
reaches out several feet like the arm of an octopus and licks wetly across
your cheek.
With one lash, Roxie's
long nailed hand tears your shorts off of you. All you can do is shiver
in shock as you stand before your hallucigenatedly mutated friend.
A firm hand grabs each
of your shoulders and lays you back onto the soft earth beside the pool
of swirling liquid. Roxie kneels between your legs and you gasp as her
gigantic tongue brushes lightly over your bare outer lips. Your arm flops
over into the pool and it seems to caress your hand lovingly as Roxie brushes
over your swollen clit. Even before she penetrates you, your hips begin
their involuntary movements. When the tongue finally does enter your dripping
hole, it feels better than anything you've ever felt before.
"God YES!" you cry
as you feel the suction cupped appendage wind its way into your womb.
In and out she thrusts
like a living pipe cleaner. She must be at least a foot and a half deep
each time she moves in. Every inch of your inner flesh burns as you rock
violently and claw at the soft earth beneath you.
Drugs or no drugs,
this is - by a long shot - the best sex you've ever had!
Then, with a crash,
the orgasm hits you like a giant fly swatter. Your entire being collapses
in on itself, every molecule in glorious contact with the rest. After six
and a half weeks, or so, the orgasm finally subsides, but you are still
having trouble catching your breath.
You lie there limp
as Roxie stands and towers over your quivering bag of a frame.
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You've simply got to
see how Roxie's going to conjure up a cock to fuck you with. It's going
to be a hallucination for sure, but if she can pull it off, it'll be something
worth seeing - real or not.
"Take off your clothes,"
says Roxie as she begins removing her own.
Entranced and horny,
you robotically comply. As you disrobe, you notice that the mouths-on-Roxie's-tits
vision is still holding on strong in the back of your brain. The seem to
be smiling at you as you stand totally nude in front of your best friend.
Kicking off her shorts,
Roxie kneels by the pool and scoops up another handful of the liquid. Wide-eyed,
you watch as it begins to morph and take form in her powerful hand. Within
a second, it has turned into a perfectly formed shiny silver cock. Roxie
moves her hand down between her legs and presses it up against her flesh.
It shimmers for a moment at it molds into her skin seamlessly.
Roxie presses up against
you in probably the most erotic embrace that you could ever possibly imagine.
As her mammoth breasts press against your own, you can feel the tiny mouths
begin sucking and licking your swollen nubs. The lips on her face move
in and press against your eager mouth, her large, suction cupped tongue
invading you.
More intense than any
of this, though, is the feeling you get as Roxie presses your shoulders
back against a nearby tree and forces her shimmering cock into your juicy
folds. You gasp, your hands clawing at her dancing hair. As the living
mane wiggles and twists between your fingers, Roxie thrusts her entire
length into you. The feeling is two steps beyond incredible, her manly
appendage thrusting in and out like a well oiled piston.
Pinned against the
tree as you are, it's difficult to thrust, but you powerful lust allows
you the strength to meet her strokes with some effect. You feel your orgasm
begin to build as a tit-mouth bites down playfully on your aching nipple.
All at once, your knees
go weak as your body trembles like an earthquake. Pinned against the tree,
Roxie's silver cock is the only thing which keeps you from falling to the
ground as she quickens her pumping. You claw viscously at her undulating
hair as your world falls off into the sea.
Stepping back, Roxie
allows your limp body to slump to the soft earth. As you lie there, a maddening
aftershock takes you one step closer to total immobility. The cold night
air bites at your sweat covered body as Roxie looks down over you with
a smile.
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"It is time," beams
your friend, her body glistening in the moonlight.
Reaching out, Roxie
helps you to your feet. Still too weak from your orgasm to resist, you
allow her to position you so that you're standing in the pool of silvery
liquid. It feels icy hot on the bottoms of your feet.
You also notice that
you are starting to slowly sink!
"Don't worry," smile
Roxie. "You'll be fine."
Already past your knees,
you try to step out, but you are far to weak for that. A moment of panic
flashes over you as you try to decide what to do.
WHAT DO YOU WANT TO DO?
- CONTINUE
STRUGGLING AND HOPE TO ESCAPE
- TAKE
ROXIE'S WORD FOR IT AND GO WITH THE FLOW
You grit your teeth
and decide to just ride this one through. Things have definitely gotten
a little weird, but so far you haven't gotten hurt.
The pool continues
engulfing your body. As it reaches the V between your legs, you gasp as
you notice that it is moving up inside of you in addition to moving up
around your quivering flesh. You take a deep breath in through your nose
as the icy hot liquid sets your insides on fire just as it does your outsides.
Roxie watches quietly,
her flowing main of hair dancing along with the trees. A long clawed fingernail
taps against one of her long fangs. Moving your eyes down her body, you
notice that she's fingering herself, getting off at the sight of your sinking
frame.
Within minutes, you
are up to your neck. You find that you have to tilt your head back in order
to breathe in the cold night air. Scant seconds from now, it will all be
over. Be it some sort of mad hallucination or a reality where you will
soon drown in a pool of water, you take some comfort in the entire concept
of finality.
Then, you go down.
You try to hold your breath as you float beneath the surface. Your arms
and legs flail slowly as you continue moving deeper and deeper. Finally,
when you can't hold your breath a moment longer, you exhale and take in
a lungful of the fluid.
Half expecting to drown,
you smile as a warm feeling fills your body. Not only can you breathe down
here, but your very soul is suddenly filled with a sense of warmth and
loving.
Looking down through
the thick fluid, you notice your breasts as they start to grow. A smile
crosses your face as you move your hands to caress your expanding bosom.
Within a few seconds, you take pleasure in noting that your tits are now
at least as big as Roxie's and they're not stopping yet. You also notice
that your nipples are beginning to change. Your aeriola expand becoming
long and thin, thick bulbous lips appear along their edge. You nipple twists
in upon itself slightly before vanishing between the new folds of flesh.
When all is done, your
breasts are the size of volleyballs and each one has a perfectly formed
pussy on them. It truly is a dream come true. You have huge breasts now
and they are undoubtedly as sensitive as your pussy - since of course,
they are pussies.
Relishing the thought,
you slowly drift off to sleep as you rub a finger lightly over your swollen
tit folds.
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The more you fight,
the faster you seem to sink toward a horrible drowning death. You plead
with Roxie to help you as you continue sinking.
"Don't fight it," she
smiles.
As a last ditch effort,
you reach out and grab Roxie by the arm. She screams angrily at you, her
eyes glowing a brilliant yellow.
"I TOLD YOU NOT TO
FIGHT IT!" she screams, plucking you from the pool with ease.
She holds you above
the ground and glares at you. You are relieved to be out of the pool of
death, but this relief is short lived. With a grunt, Roxie slams you into
a nearby tree and you fall to the ground, unconscious.
When you wake up, you
discover that your hands are tied over your head and you are hanging over
the shimmering pool. You struggle weakly, but there is nothing you can
do.
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You realize that you
don't want to go do anything silly with both of you really tripping out
on drugs. Roxie tells you that she understands, but that she really doesn't
feel like just hanging out. She says goodnight and disappears into the
tent.
A few minutes pass
and you realize that you don't really feel like you're tripping. Had it
not been for the intense hallucinations you had, you might even swear that
you'd never been tripping at all. As you stare at the last embers of a
dying fire, they seem, almost sadly, to be intensely normal.
Roxie seems to be still
going, though. Soft, erotic moans can be heard coming from the tent. In
your mind's eye, you can picture Roxie's hands running up and down her
muscular frame, her back arching to meet her own touch. Running a hand
over your own small breast, you begin to feel flush as the feelings of
arousal grow within you.
The moans from inside
the tent peak then wane as silence fills the night air. You realize that
Roxie is probably already asleep now that she's had her orgasm. The night
air is getting really cold. It's time you went into the tent and tried
to get some sleep yourself.
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Roxie smiles as she
pulls her blouse closed over her grinning breasts and takes you by the
hand. She leads you into the tent and pushes you slowly down onto your
back. As you stare up at her, you suddenly realize that something is very
wrong. Her hair continues to dance with a life of its own as she looms
over you.
Her eyes begin to glow
yellow as one of her hands moves up before your face. Long, dangerous looking
fingernails move along the soft flesh of your vulnerable and exposed neck.
Her fanged teeth have a strange silvery substance drips from the tips of
them. You gasp as one of the droplets hits your cheek like a hot ember
from a fire, then rolls off like a pool of mercury.
You realize now that
this is not an hallucination at all - this is real! It's likely that the
mushrooms had little or no effect on you at all!
WHAT DO YOU WANT TO DO?
- REASON
WITH ROXIE AND TRY TO GET HER TO STOP
- MAKE
A BREAK FOR IT
Roxie blinks at your
suggestion and considers it for a moment. "Yes, that probably would be
best."
She beams an eerie
smile at you, then turns on her heel, the muscles in her leg bulging powerfully
beneath her. He long fingered hand moves up under her blouse as she saunters
toward the tent. Is she playing with her nipple under there?
Once Roxie has vanished
inside, you return to the log by the fire to sit and think about just what
is going on. It is then that you realize that you don't have enough firewood
to get you through the night. There's only about a half hour of sunlight
left, so if you're going to keep warm tonight, you'll have to get the wood
now.
You shiver as you consider
venturing out into the woods. Something strange happened to Roxie out there.
You have no desire to have that happen to you. After all, you did spend
a good deal of cash on your sub-zero sleeping bag. If worse came to worst,
you could fairly comfortably just crawl into your bag and make an early
night of it.
WHAT DO YOU WANT TO DO?
-SKIP
THE FIRE AND GO RIGHT TO BED
-DECIDE
THAT YOU REALLY MUST GET SOME MORE FIREWOOD
"I'd better go get
some more firewood so we don't freeze to death," you say with a nod toward
the dwindling fire.
Roxie tilts her head
back and laughs as she staggers over to you. "Don't be silly, I'll keep
you warm."
She places her arms
around you and brings her face close to your own. Her breath feels hot
on your cheeks as she begins to sway her hips in a slow dance to an unheard
tune. Roxie's eyes dance in the glow from the flames beside you. Your body
tenses as one of Roxie's hands glides down your back and rests upon your
heart shaped ass.
Having tripped with
Roxie many times in the past, you know that she tends to get a little horny,
but this is different. She's always held her attentions for men. Never
has she made even a slightly suggestive move to you or one of your other
girlfriends.
"I want to make love
to you," she breathes as she presses her hips up tight against your own.
WHAT DO YOU WANT TO DO?
- TAKE
ROXIE INTO THE TENT AND HAVE SEX WITH HER
- INSIST
THAT YOU'VE GOT TO GET FIREWOOD
You leave Roxie staring
at the fire with a huge, content smile on her face. Stepping through a
thicket of brush, you take one last glance back at the campsite. There's
no sign of Roxie.
"Shit," you mutter,
realizing that she probably just went into the tent.
You proceed into the growing darkness in search of some dry combustibles.
Spying a nice limb at your feet, you bend
down. Just as you are about to grab it, you hear something off to your
right. Frozen in place, you strain your ears praying that whatever is out
there is moving away from you, not closer.
You bolt upright with
a startled scream as you feel something brush silently against your ass.
Setting your lean legs into motion, you race through the woods. Checking
over your shoulder, there is no sign of anything behind you, but you're
not about to take any chances. Within seconds, you manage to get back to
the campsite. All is quiet and you feel safer now.
It's probably best
if you just go into the tent and get to sleep.
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You realize that it
will probably take you hours to fall asleep, but it's already getting pretty
cold outside. You can already see your hard nipples poking through the
tight fabric of you white tank top.
You take one last look
at the campsite through the encroaching night. A small animal of some sort
moves through the thicket behind the tent. If there had been any doubt
before, your mind is made up now. You're heading right for the safety of
the tent and your sleeping bag.
Ducking inside, you zip the flap closed behind you. Roxie seems to be asleep
already, her sleeping bag rising up and down with her regular breathing.
Getting onto your hands and knees, you unroll your own bag and spread it
out beside Roxie being careful not to wake her. You kick off your shoes
but leave your tank top, jean shorts, and white socks on.
Once inside the heavy
sleeping bag, you pull it up around your chin and look up at the canvas
ceiling. The sounds of nature surround you in the growing darkness - an
owl off to the east, something foraging through the brush just to the south.
A howling of a wolf in the distance almost sends you into a fear crazed
panic, but the soothing comfort of Roxie's breathing just beside you keeps
you somewhat calm.
A moment later, though,
even Roxie's breathing begins to change. Low moans start to come from within
her bedroll. You turn your head, but no part of your friend is visible
beneath the heavy material. The moans begin to increase in intensity and
the sleeping bag begins to writhe.
Is Roxie having some
sort of an erotic dream?
"Mmm. Oh god!" comes
Roxie's voice from beneath the covers.
An arm emerges from
the top of the bag and begins clutching at the thick canvas floor. The
moans become gasps as Roxie grabs a thick chunk of the canvas and holds
on for dear life. You can see the tendons in her arm begin to bulge out,
so intense is her grip.
The whole sleeping
bag is rocking now as Roxie thrusts rhythmically with an unseen lover.
"Oh god! Oh GOD! Oh
my fucking god!" shrieks the unseen Roxie as the bedroll pitches violently.
WHAT DO YOU WANT TO DO?
-LET
ROXIE'S DREAM RUN ITS COURSE
-WAKE
YOUR FRIEND AND MAKE SURE SHE'S OKAY
Coming slowly out of
your sleeping bag, you shiver at the cold night air. The moans from Roxie's
sleeping bag increase in intensity as you creep over to her on your hands
and knees.
"Roxie?" you say. "Wake
up. You're having a nightmare."
You pull the corner
of Roxie's bedroll away and the entire night fills with a startled screeching.
You stare in awe at the shimmering silver form shaped much like a manta
ray that has mounted Roxie's body and is plunging a quicksilver cock in
and out of her pulsing pussy. You stumble backwards as a face emerges from
the shimmering mass and glares at you.
The swirling mass bulges
out for a second then begins moving down Roxie's writhing frame, vanishing
slowly into the folds of her pussy life a faucet flowing in reverse. Her
eyes slap open and she glares at you angrily.
"You fucking bitch!"
she screams as she lunges at you and pins you to the floor.
WHAT DO YOU WANT TO DO?
- MAKE
A BREAK FOR SAFETY
- TRY
TO REASON WITH ROXIE
You've always hated
it when you are woken from an erotic dream and you suspect Roxie probably
feels the same way. You hope that you've made the right decision considering
the condition your best friend was in when she returned to camp earlier,
but under the circumstances - even if it's a nightmare, it's probably best
not to wake her.
Pulling the covers
up over your head, you cocoon yourself in the heavy warmth. You try to
ignore the increasing volume and intensity of the screams and moans, but
you quickly learn that it's impossible. Considering it a bit further, you
also realize that you're starting to get slightly turned on by Roxie's
outlandish antics.
Running a hand over
your tiny breast, you run a few circles around your sensitive nipple. It
rises to attention beneath your soft touch as that familiar warmth begins
to grow between your legs. Switching attentions to your other breast, you
slowly push your hips upward, pulling the fabric of your shorts tight against
your gash.
Outside your bedroll,
Roxie cries out. "I'm gonna fuck you, too!"
It's almost too much
for you. Your best friend is right next to you having a dream about some
sort of gang bang and you're lying here getting incredibly turned on by
it. You jam both your hands up inside your tank top and start to kneed
your breasts more vigorously. Your burning ass slams back down onto the
hard earth.
You are brought out
of your self imposed daze, though, as you thrust your hips upward again
and discover that you are being met with some resistance!
With a flash, you pull
one arm out of your tank top and pull the covers down over your head. In
the darkness, you see Roxie looming over you, a hand pressed hard against
your pelvis. Her eyes seem to glow as she stares down at you licking her
full lips. Her hair, more wild than ever, seems to dance like a million
tiny snakes emerging from her skull.
"Fuck me," breathes
Roxie, her voice husky and hoarse. "I need you to fuck me!"
Roxie leans in toward
you, her mouth open wide as she zeroes in on your lips.
WHAT DO YOU WANT TO DO?
- GIVE
IN TO TEMPTATION AND HAVE YOUR FIRST LESBIAN EXPERIENCE
- MAKE
A BREAK FOR IT
"Yes, Roxie," you say
softly. "I'll fuck you."
You've never even considered
having a lesbian encounter in the past, but here in the dark woods of Maine
with your best friend in the world, you somehow feel like that might very
well change. Roxie's muscles are more firm and bulge in all the right places
- the climb of earlier in the day seems to have toned her up considerably.
Her grip on you is powerful and reassuring.
Here, in your tent,
you stare up at her wild, lust filled features. Her muscles seem to ripple
and flow powerfully even beneath her torn blouse and the thick patches
of grime. The sweat covering her almost glows with a silvery energy and
her hair...
The first warning you
should have gotten was her hair. Now, as she leans in closer, it looks
more alive than ever. It dances in and out, writhing like maggots and taking
on a life of its own. Your body tenses as she moves in even closer.
Roxie's eye begin to
glow yellow as one of her hands moves up before your face. Long, dangerous
looking fingernails move along the soft flesh of your vulnerable and exposed
neck. Her teeth have changed into fangs and a strange silvery substance
drips from the tips of them. You gasp as one of the droplets hits your
cheek like a hot ember from a fire, then rolls off like a pool of mercury.
You realize now that
you are in grave danger and that this might be your last chance to get
the situation under control.
WHAT DO YOU WANT TO DO?
- REASON
WITH ROXIE AND TRY TO GET HER TO STOP
- CHANGE
YOUR MIND AND MAKE A BREAK FOR IT
"Roxie!" You try to
scream, but it only comes out as a whisper. "Something's wrong with you.
Please stop and we'll figure this out."
Roxie tilts her head
back and laughs almost demonically. "There's nothing wrong with me, silly.
For the first time in my life, I'm perfect."
With a flash of her
long nailed hand, Roxie tears your bedroll right down the middle and pulls
it aside. The icy cold air slaps against your body clothed only in a tank
top and shorts. With another deft move, she pulls the stretchy material
of your tank top up and over your face. You start to reach up and pull
it down again so that you can see, but something manages to pin both of
your arms up over your head.
You begin to struggle
as something very hot and wet engulfs your swollen nipple. A second later,
a fierce pain shoots from your tit to the nerve centers in your spine.
With a twist of your neck, you manage to get free of the tank top which
blinds your vision. Looking down over your prone body, you can see only
Roxie's living mane of hair hiding her face as she sucks the blood from
your body through the holes in your tit made by her incredible fangs.
"Please stop," you
gasp as you start to feel a bit drunk.
The pain in your wounded
flesh begins to subside as the clouds in your brain become thicker.
You realize that if
your last decision might have been your last chance to get things
under control, this chance was definitely your last.
WHAT DO YOU WANT TO DO?
-TRY
TO OVERPOWER ROXIE AND GET HER TO STOP
-TRY
TO ESCAPE ROXIE'S CLUTCHES AND RUN AWAY
Through the thickening
clouds in your mind, you summon up as much strength as you can muster.
You thrust your body and roll out from under Roxie, a searing pain surging
through you as her long sharp fangs plunge deeply into and then are torn
from your throbbing tit. Scrambling as fast as you can, you lunge for the
zipper on the tent flap. Wiggling through you cry out as pain tears through
your leg.
She scratched you with
one of her fierce claws!
Into the night you
race. You trip several times trying to leap over bushes and stones, but
you force yourself to keep moving. You can hear Roxie chasing after you
from behind.
Finally, you come out
of the thicket onto a narrow path. To the left, the path winds up the mountain
in the general direction of Roxie's uncle's cabin. To the right, it goes
down toward the way you came. It took you a day to get this far into the
woods, but at least you know that there is civilization there. On the other
hand, it's only about five or six hours to the cabin. The Seaver Twins
will be there and they might be able to help.
"Come on!" comes the
gruff wail of Roxie a short distance back into the woods. "I'm not going
to hurt you!"
Well, it's time to
decide which way to go.
WHAT DO YOU WANT TO DO?
- HEAD
UP AND TOWARD THE CABIN AND THE SEAVER TWINS
- HEAD
DOWN TOWARD CIVILIZATION AND SAFETY
Realizing that in your
somewhat weakened and dazed state, you'll never be able to make it back
to civilization, you decide to try to make it to the cabin. With any luck,
you'll lose Roxie and be able to get to the cabin and plan your recourse
from there.
As you bolt up the
trail, the cloudiness in your mind begins to thicken. Your limbs start
to feel sluggish and heavy. Even more strange, though is the feeling of
sexual arousal that is growing within you. Your bare breasts - even the
one wounded by Roxie's bite - seem tender and sore. The cold night air
invigorates them pervertedly as you race for your very life. The friction
of you pistoning legs as you drive yourself forward to safety sends bolts
of electricity from your clit to the dazed nerve centers of your brain.
After only a few hundred
yards, your breathing becomes so sparatic that you are forced to stop and
catch your breath. The steam races from your open lips as you try to oxygenate
your aching muscles. The contradictory feelings of exhaustion and arousal
wreak havoc on your mind.
Turning around, you
listen for any signs of your pursuer. The night is silent except for your
heavy breath. Doubling over with your hands on your knees, you realize
that the arousal is growing geometrically stronger with every passing second.
If you could get yourself off, you might be able to focus enough to continue.
But with every second counting, you wonder if not moving forward would
spell your death.
WHAT DO YOU WANT TO DO?
- TRY
TO FOCUS AND GET TO SAFETY
- LOOK
FOR SOME COVER AND TRY TO GET PAST THE OVERWHELMING HORNINESS
Peering through the
darkness, you see a thicket of bushes which might afford some cover. Moving
as quietly as possibly, you break off the path and creep toward the thicket.
The drugs are really
starting to kick in now. You keep thinking you're seeing something move
out of the corner of your eye, but when you stop to look, there's nothing
there. Even before you get to cover, you unbutton your shorts and plunge
a hand down between your legs. Continuing to stumble along, you use your
free hand to push brush out of the way while your other hand takes care
of the insane urges you're feeling.
Finally, you give up
your desires to reach safety and figure you've gotten far enough away from
the path, anyway. You collapse to the ground and allow your other hand
to join the first in its frenzied manipulations. Your whole body rocks
in rhythm with your manipulations as you bring up your knees to allow yourself
easier access.
"Want some help with
that?" asks the squirrel on the stump a few feet from you.
You look at it without
pausing. The harmless creature just sort of looks at you with a smile as
you writhe there helplessly a victim of your own caress. The orgasm begins
to build within you as the squirrel continues to smile. Breaking the stare,
you roll backwards and let the waves of pleasure rock your being. Opening
your eyes for a second just as the last waves wash over you, you realize
that it wasn't the squirrel speaking at all.
The last thing you
see before you pass out is Roxie looming over you.
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The cloudiness from
the drugs introduced from Roxie's scratch and bite is almost unbearable
now, but you hope you still have enough in you to make it all the way to
safety. You set your legs in motion and move along the trail as fast as
your body can take you. You make it a few hundred yards when you feel something
pounce on you from above!
A strong arm spins
you around onto your back and you see a fierce looking Roxie looming over
you, her thick silvery saliva dripping onto your bare chest from her foaming
lips.
"I tried to make this
as pleasant as possible," she growls, a fierce claw lashing across your
face. "But you didn't want to play, did you?"
Reaching down, Roxie
grabs the front of your shorts and lifts you effortlessly off the ground.
Your arms and legs flail helplessly as your longtime friend glares at you
through the darkness, her eyes glowing yellow.
"I really need to fuck
you," she snarls. "Now, are you going to let me get to it, or do you still
want to play cat and mouse?"
WHAT DO YOU WANT TO DO?
- BEG
FOR MERCY
- HOPE
FOR THE BEST AND LET THE MONSTER DO AS SHE WILL
"I'm sorry," you blubber.
"I'm sorry."
Roxie grins, her fangs
glistening in the moonlight. She brings her other hand up and tears your
shorts clean off of you. You hit the ground with a loud thud, totally nude,
totally exposed to this creature that was once your best friend.
First, Roxie drops
her shorts. You gasp at the sight of the huge tentacle which is slowly
emerging from her dripping hole. Next comes her blouse and you blink, knowing
it must be a dream. Where her nipples were supposed to be, two perfectly
functional mouths sat, licking their lips lasciviously. Finally, her tongue
begins to emerge from the mouth that had always been there. Though smaller
than the tentacle undulating toward you from her pussy, it still has thousands
of suction-cups and drips with a silvery goo like mercury.
With a lunge, Roxie
is on top of you. The huge tentacle forces its way brutally past your pussy
lips and deep within your womb. Her large breasts press against your own,
the mouths at the tip of each beginning to bit and suck on your sensitive
nubs. You are just about to scream out as her tongue forces its way into
your mouth and down your throat.
All you can do is whimper
as she ferociously impales you from both ends.
You can feel the silvery
drug flowing freely into you now and the world begins to spin. Your own
grunts of pleasure begin to mingle with the fierceness of Roxie's own.
Your hips start moving in synch as you thrust them upward to meet each
new stroke. You don't even feel the pain as Roxie digs one of her claws
into the soft flesh of your side. All that matters is the orgasm you know
you are about to experience.
And then, it happens.
Your body is rocked with enough electricity to push a train as the world
turns inside out upon itself. There is a bright flash of yellow and then
you are greeted with the sweet peacefulness of a world gone black.
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"Please, Rox," you
beg with tears streaming down your numbed cheek. "Please don't hurt me!"
Roxie snarls and with
a powerful swing of her arm sends you flying several yards, your head knocking
back into a tree. Your badly beaten body slumps down to the ground as Roxie
lunges off the path toward you. Unable to flee, you bring your knees up
to your face and curl up into a ball, hoping to wake and learn it's all
been just a horrible dream.
No luck.
Roxie grabs you by
the back of the jeans this time, pulling the heavy seam tight against your
gash. Despite all that's happened, the drug still seems to be able to make
you aroused and you almost relish the painful sensation. You flail helplessly
for a moment before Roxie sends your head full force into the tree beside
you.
Then there is only
blackness.
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Through the thickening
clouds in your mind, you summon up as much strength as you can muster.
You thrust your body and roll out from under Roxie, a searing pain surging
through you as her long sharp fangs are torn from your throbbing tit. Twisting
and coming up onto your knees, you lash out and grab Roxie by the throat,
squeezing with all your might.
Roxie lets out a ferocious
roar, her eyes turning a brilliant yellow within the darkness of the tent.
Her mouth opens and you can see the frothy quicksilver mixed with your
own blood as it drips down her chin and soaks into her stained and torn
blouse.
With a flash, a giant
tongue flashes out of Roxie's mouth and instantly bridges the two foot
gap between your faces. The powerful tongue plunges into your mouth and
forces its way down your throat. More like a giant tentacle than a tongue,
the suction-cuplike bumps along its length began to seep gallons of the
the strange mercury saliva. It tastes thick and salty on your tongue, but
deeper inside you, it feels even more alien and bizarre.
Your grip on Roxie's
throat relaxes as your brain clouds over even more. Impaled upon your friend's
tongue, you are unable to afford any resistance.
Herself becoming free
to move, Roxie reaches down and opens her tattered blouse, her motions
bringing rainbow trails to your drug clouded vision. Your eyes grow wide
as Roxie exposes her large round breasts for you to see. Where her nipples
and aeriola are supposed to be are two tiny mouths with menacing smiles
on them. In unison, a pair of tiny tongues flash out and lip their lips
hungrily.
The tentacle of a tongue
flashes back into Roxie's mouth with a disgusting slurp, a smile forming
on her silvery lips. Paralyzed by the silvery drug racing through your
body, you watch in fear as she cups her breasts and speaks to them as if
they were her pets.
"I think she'd like
to be kissed by you, ladies," grins Roxie.
She kneels down directly
in front of you and runs a clawed hand through your hair. Leaning in with
her large chest, the mouths at the tips of her breasts press firmly against
your nipples. A wave of intense and undeniable pleasure wafts over you
as the tiny lips begin sucking. You can feel the tiny tongues brush strongly
over your swollen nubs, an occasional gentle bite bringing a guttural moan
from deep within you.
You notice yourself
becoming wet between the legs again as Roxie's deft fingers begin unbuttoning
your shorts. There is a tearing sound as one of her sharp claws rips through
the thick seam. With a sly grin Roxie holds up your tattered shorts.
"I hope you weren't
really fond of these."
The constant suckling
from Roxie's tits combined with the drugs in your system combine to make
you even more and more aroused. You know you are helpless to resist whatever
is going to happen, but you also know that you're going to explode if you
don't get some sort of relief. You can already feel your juices starting
to run down your inner thighs.
An image of Roxie fucking
you with her massive tongue keeps plaguing your muddled thoughts, but the
tiny voice in the back of your head reminds you that her tongue seemed
to feed you with the drug in highly concentrated doses. It might be better
to try to avoid having any more of it being introduced into your system.
WHAT DO YOU WANT TO DO?
-PLAY
IT SAFE - FIND SOME OTHER WAY TO GET YOURSELF OFF
-SUCCUMB
TO YOUR SICK, DRUG INDUCED FANTASY AND ASK ROXIE TO FUCK YOU WITH HER TONGUE
"I need you to fuck
me with your tongue," you manage to say.
Roxie moves away, her
tits stopping their strange embrace. Sadistic grins appear on all three
mouths as she reached out and lays you onto your back. Dropping her shorts,
she moves around your helpless body and stands over your head, looking
down at you menacingly.
"I thought you'd never
ask," she leers.
She kneels with her
knees by your shoulders, her dripping pussy inches from your nose. Running
her hands along your quivering flesh as she leans forward, you look down
to see Roxie's huge tongue working its way toward your pussy. Though it's
difficult, you spread your legs as wide as possible as Roxie's tongue presses
up against your swollen clit. You shake violently at the overwhelming sensation.
Tilting your head back,
you see the silvery fluid starting to drip from the folds of Roxie's juicy
pussy. As her tongue finally forces its way past your outer lips, you instinctively
begin lapping at her in reciprocation. The fluid tastes sweet and salty
as you lap at it hungrily. You feel her lips starting to open as her tongue
moves even deeper inside you.
Suddenly, without warning,
a tentacle, much larger than Roxie's mutant tongue, shoots from deep within
her pussy and forces itself into your mouth. With a deft motion, Roxie
stands, both tentacles remaining deep within you. Your body hangs inverted,
the strength of these powerful appendages the only thing supporting you.
Your arms and legs flail wildly as Roxie increases the plunging rate and
slams you against the side of the tent.
She falls backwards
as you continue to flail in the air overhead. You might cry out if you
not been effectively gagged, but as it is, you can only go along for the
ride. You body quakes with passion as Roxie fiercely tosses you around
the small tent. The pain and pleasure mix to bring you to the highest sense
of arousal you've ever experienced.
Then, with one last
lunge, you climax. The tentacles go limp and you crash down on top of Roxie
as wave after wave of pleasure lashes through you like 220 amps of pure
electricity. After a bright flash of blinding yellow light, the world goes
black.
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You almost change your
mind at the sight of Roxie's silvery tongue running seductively over her
pouty lips, but you are determined to not let your mind become any more
clouded by the drug. As Roxie's mutated tits continue working on your own
sensitive nubs, you reach a hand down and run a finger through your own
moist slit. As the tip of your index finger brushes over your burning clit,
you tremble violently.
Roxie notices and presses
her body from bent knee to heaving breasts even more tightly against your
steamy flesh.
"Come for me, honey,"
she whispers, her mouth inches from your burning ear. "Go ahead, make yourself
come."
You are so turned on,
no warning lights go off in your head as you thrust first one, then two,
then four fingers deep into your own snatch. Titling your head back to
let out a moan, you feel Roxie's suction cupped tongue run itself over
your neck. Totally lost in the moment, you grab Roxie by the back of the
head, her living snake hair writhing powerfully between your white knuckled
fingers.
All caution to the
wind, you pull Roxie's face to yours and press your lips together. She
tastes salty and sweet at the same time as you force your tongue past her
willing lips. Entirely caught up in the kiss, you don't notice Roxie as
she tears her shorts from her wet body. You pull her face tighter to your
own as she gently lays you on your back and, while keeping her face and
tits locked into their respective kisses, lifts her hips so they are positioned
directly over your sopping pussy.
You whimper slightly
as all three kisses are broken off at once. She sits up, her legs positioned
between your own and groans audibly. You look down over your paralyzed
body and stare as your friend's pussy lips begin to part. Through the darkness
you are able to make out another tentacle, much larger than Roxie's tongue,
emerging from the folds of her womanhood.
Reaching up with your
hand, you run a finger over Roxie's left tit. Your vision still fixed on
the huge tendril coming out of Roxie's nether regions, you feel the soft
lips of her tit take in the tip of your finger and suckle at it hungrily.
The tentacle continues to emerge and, as if possessed of a mind of its
own, slithers its way toward your slit. You feel it pushing against you,
then your lips part to allow it access, a moan coming from your lips.
"How does it feel,
lover?" asks Roxie's right tit.
You manage to thrust
your hips upward to meet Roxie's thrusts as she collapses down on top of
you. As the tentacle between your legs winds its way deeper and deeper
inside of you, Roxie's tongue lashes out and forces its way back down your
throat. You quake with excitement and excruciating pleasure as you are
mauled fiercely from both ends. The world turns bright yellow as the most
incredible orgasm you've ever experienced rocks your world so hard that
you lose consciousness.
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When you wake up, your
arms are tied over your head and you are suspended over what appears to
be a shimmering pool of water. Upon closer inspection, though, it looks
more like a living pool of mercury or quicksilver. It shimmers and swirls
in the moonlight with a strange and hypnotic pattern.
Shifting your gaze
upwards, you see Roxie seated on a rock at the edge of the pool, licking
her arm like a cat intent on cleaning herself. She senses your gaze and
returns it with a seductive smile.
"It's almost over now," she purrs. "In a few minutes, we will be as one."
You don't like the
sound of it, but bound and suspended over a pool of quicksilver such as
you are, you don't think it will do much good to protest.
The pool begins to
stir more rapidly below you and a thin tendril of shimmering liquid metal
forms. It reaches up like a tongue and brushes against your bare foot.
You bend your knee in an effort to get away, but the tendril lashes up,
wraps firmly around your ankle and pulls your leg back down with ease.
"What is your deepest,
most dark fantasy?" asks Roxie as she rises and begins loosening the rope
which suspends you over the pool. "Would you like to be raped by a hundred
people all at once? Or maybe you'd like to be strapped into a giant metal
sexual torture device and be fucked within inches of your life?"
You shake your head,
not wanting to fall victim to either of those choices.
"You'd better choose
one of those," grins Roxie. "If you don't, I'll be forced to choose my
own for you. And you know how fucking sick I can be."
WHAT DO YOU WANT TO DO?
- CHOOSE
THE METAL TORTURE MACHINE
- CHOOSE
THE GANG RAPE
Having no desire to
be mangled by a machine and not wishing to allow Roxie's demented mind
to come up with something even more painful, you decide that while you
may get severely bruised and beaten, chances were, you'd live through a
gang rape. (Obviously, in your drugged state you're not thinking clearly
enough to realize that it's highly unlikely that Roxie get get ahold of
100 men to rape you, but that's not the point.)
Roxie smiles and lowers
you slowly down toward the surface of the pool. Looking down over your
limp frame, you see the silvery waters part to reveal dozens of nude women
reaching up at you from below. Their faces look hungry as their fingers
stretch upwards in hopes of getting ahold of your quivering flesh.
"What did you expect?"
grins Roxie, sensing the question trying to form on your lips. "It would
have to be women who rape you. Men are for feeding upon."
You pull up your knees
in an effort to postpone the inevitable, but eventually, you are lowered
into the fray of clawing and grabbing women. Groping hands claw feverishly
at every inch of your body as your pussy is lowered directly onto a waiting
woman's face. You feel a huge tongue at least four times the size of the
largest cock you've ever seen plunge itself into you from below. You gasp,
but the pleasure is too intense.
Within seconds, you
are bucking and grinding on the serpentine tongue amidst the sea of groping
women.
Your trance is interrupted
as a particularly lusty looking woman emerges from the fray directly in
front of you. She licks her lips as her hand moves down between your legs.
With a grimace, she yanks, sending a pulse of searing pain through you.
When her hand comes back up into your reddened vision, you can see that
she is holding a tuft of your pubic hair in her hand.
The woman who picked
you clean of your bush vanishes back into the mass of arm and legs and
mouths and is quickly replaced by a new, more familiar face. Roxie writhes
in front of you enjoying more than her fair share of groping female hands
over her body. She grins at you as a hose appears from somewhere overhead
and begins spewing large amounts of silvery goo all over your rocking frame.
With your arms tied overhead and your pussy firmly impaled upon the huge
undulating tongue, you are unable to dodge the vast amounts of flowing
quicksilver.
Roxie is quick to remedy
the situation though as she jams the hose into your mouth as you gasp for
a breath of air. It pushes past your throat and begins filling you with
its sweet, salty richness.
Wiping the thick goo
from your chest, Roxie shakes her head. "This will never do."
In answer to Roxie's
comments, two faces emerge from the pack and you feel their mouths affix
themselves tightly to your breasts. You expect them to begin to suck, but
to your surprise, it feels more like they are blowing. Looking down, you
notice that your breasts have started to grow. The pleasure within your
body is almost unbearable as it is, but now as your breasts reach a point
where they are about the size of volleyballs, you feel as much pleasure
in them as you do from your pussy.
As the mouths release,
you gasp as you realize the reason your pleasure is so incredible there
now - where your nipples used to be, two anatomically correct pussies have
appeared. Roxie grins at you as she puts a finger from each hand into each
of your new pussies and begins plunging them in and out. You would surely
curse the day you dreamed of having tits as big as volleyballs that were
as sensitive as your pussy if this didn't all feel so damned good.
Two hundred hands,
a hundred hungry mouths, a pipe filling you with drugs of some sort, and
a huge tongue in your older, more familiar pussy combine to bring you to
an incredibly intense orgasm. You whole body quakes and rocks as consciousness
slips away into a vast void of darkness.
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After informing Roxie
of your difficult decision, she grins and begins lowering you into the
pool. Looking down, you gasp as the waters part to reveal a cold looking
steel table beneath you. It feels icy as your feet touch against it. Lower
and lower you go until you are lying prone on your back, your arms still
bound over your head.
Looking down over your
body, you see a giant shackle glinting as it slams itself over your midsection.
You start to cry out, but stop when you feel Roxie move up beside you and
begin stroking your hair delicately.
"Shhh," she whispers.
"It's okay. This is what you wanted, remember? When it's all done, you'll
be perfect in every way."
Tears stream down your
face as you shake your head. You want to say something, but the words don't
seem to come.
Four more bright silver
shackles slam closed, two over your ankles, two above your knees. The table
then splits in the middle and your legs are forced far apart, leaving your
pussy, still wet from your recent orgasm, exposed.
A moment later, a strange
device emerges from somewhere beneath you and sends a painful ray of light
directly at your pussy. Your whole body tenses in agony. Roxie smile and
leans over. With a blow from her pursed lips, all your pussy hair whisks
away as if it were never attached to you.
Roxie then reaches
down and picks up a gleaming rack of silver nozzles all shaped like penises.
They range from the average six inches long to an amazingly huge one that
is nearly two feet long. You hope your friend will go easy on you, but
when she grabs the largest one and licks its entire length with her huge
tongue, you know you're in for it.
She slams the huge
silvery cock into you and flicks a switch on its end without so much as
a word. Your body begins to quake and despite the agony of having a two
foot cock jammed all the way in you, the gentle vibrating and humming is
doing a lot to ease the pain. Involuntarily, you begin to moan.
"I thought you'd like
that one the best," Roxie grins as she move's up to your head.
Reaching behind you,
she comes out with a long hose about an inch in diameter. She waves it
around for a moment before placing it in front of your lips. Not wishing
to have that inserted into you, you seal your mouth tight.
"Come on, open up before
I have to take a nip out of that tiny titty of yours again."
Realizing that you're
helpless, you open your mouth ever so slightly. Roxie doesn't wait, and
slams the tube down your throat. She flicks a switch somewhere over your
head and you see some sort of fluid being pumped into your belly. Two more
hoses are attached to your tits and they, like the first, begin pumping
fluid inside. Combined with the vibration in your pussy, it's too much
for you to resist. Your body starts writhing within the shackles as the
pleasure begins to build within you.
The pleasure begins
to become focused in the area of your breasts. Looking down, you notice
that they are beginning to grow. You wish your arms were free so that you
could reach down and feel them, but that isn't going to happen. Within
seconds, your breasts are as large as Roxie's and they continue to grow
beyond that. When the growth is completed, they are as big as you had ever
hoped they might be - even in your most outrageous fantasy. They were at
least the size of volleyballs.
You begin to wonder
if your tits will be as sensitive as they were when they were small just
as a small orgasm comes up from your filled vagina. Seeming to sense your
question, Roxie removes one of the hoses from your mammoth breast and reveals
what appears to be a pussy where your nipple should have been. Bending
down, she runs her suction cupped tongue over your newly formed lips and
across an extremely sensitive clit.
This immediately sends
you over the edge. Your body is rocked with an orgasm at least a thousand
times more intense than the one that put you here. There is a flash of
bright yellow light and, once again, you are bathed in darkness.
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The morning sun filters
through the thick green fabric of your tent. You open your eyes, blinking
for a moment. You can hear Roxie scurrying around outside the tent and
everything seems normal.
Wait!
You bolt upright and
whip your sleeping bag off of your bare chest. Expecting the worst, you
look down at yourself.
Whew!
Everything is normal.
It was only a dream - a very vivid and quite horrible dream. There were
some good parts, though. Especially the sex.
You lean back against
the pillows, heaving a sigh of relief. As you remember the strange dream
from the night before, your hand moves up over your mammoth breast and
your index finger slides absently into the juicy pussy there.
Thank god it was only
a dream.
The End - Or is it?
I hope you
enjoyed my maiden venture into the world of interactive adult fiction.
If you have comments, suggestions, or simply wish to tell me to stop wasting
my time with this sort of rot, feel free to drop me a line - [email protected].
Cheers,
Xenos