"I think you should accept my help," says a voice from above.

From above a female voice says, "I think you should accept my help,"

You crane your head backwards to try and see who is talking to you. Over head, standing on the roof of the garage like building you have been pushed against is a girl about your age. She is dressed in the strangest clothes; a peculiar mixture of uniform and armour. She wears a cute cap on her head. Her body looks good in a white and pink reinforced plastic bodice. Whereas the top of her costume emphasises her large breasts the bottom shows off her slender legs. She is dressed in a short but wide skirt made up of overlapping long plastic ovals. She wears boots and is that a laser gun at her hip?

The wolf-man’s tongue slides once again into your soaking wet sex and other ripple of pleasure chases through your body.

“I know what you’re thinking,” says the futuristically dressed girl above you. “You’d like to cum. You’d love to orgasm. I saw you checking out that big and furry cock. At the back of your mind you’re wondering what it would be like to ride that for a while....” she flashes you a grin, “And I don’t blame you. Here’s the catch though; that’s sex-beast. At your current power level there’s no way you’d survive it fucking you. Sure. You’d love it for the first hour but you’d not be able to tire it out. He’d keep going, and going, and going until you died of exhaustion. That’s no fun at all.”

As if in response to her words the dog-like man which has you pinned up high against the brick wall moves. It moves just a little but it’s enough to let you feel its powerful shoulder muscles under your thighs. It’s mighty cock, arching up from its athletic body, sways back and forth. What would it be like to be fucked by that monster? You close your eyes and fight to repress another wave of building pleasure.

“He... lp,” you **** yourself to whisper. The stranger is probably right. She seems to know what’s going on and that’s more than you do.