♥ Girl's Night ♥

Naera nibbled her cake nervously. This was all going against Dustin’s orders, but she’d been so swept up in Bleu and Rye’s plotting that she’d followed them along to Emely’s room and prepared snacks without thinking about it. Now it was all being laid out for the fox girl however… She was pretty sure Dustin wouldn’t be too mad about it should he find out, but it was still a little anxiety inducing.

The fox girl in question reached up with one hand to stroke Rye’s arm from where she was lying with her head in the blonde’s lap. “That all sounds very sensible. It’s basically doctor’s orders, right Bubbles? I mean, we could probably get stress related issues if we don’t take care of things. And we all want to make sure we stay healthy right?” Emely’s words were accompanied by a smirk that showed she was only looking for the most flimsy of excuses to go wild; Rye meanwhile had already shifted one of her hands down and under the blanket the Feliax woman was wrapped in.

As Naera contemplated joining in the petting that had already started between the two, Bleu shifted upright. “If we’re going to make a party of this, you should get your toys set up before you get too engrossed in Emely’s breasts, Rye. Additionally…” The slime woman glanced up at the ceiling for a moment, the flickers of green that passed for a blush shifting through her rapidly before she continued “I’ve been working on holding a new form shift for long enough to be of use, and I’m pretty sure I can now manage the time needed to make it worthwhile for one of you if you want. I expect to be properly pampered afterwards though, I have to focus too much to make it worthwhile otherwise.”

The cryptic comments by the medic had all three women intrigued. Emely shifted upright, the blanket falling away as she did so and giving Naera a wonderful view of her best friend’s breasts, while the plant woman herself turned so that she was fully facing Bleu. Rye, deprived of her plaything shifted to one side and began setting up the toys she’d brought - as well as retrieving a few of the ones Emely had borrowed to add to the pile.

While the bunny girl worked, Bleu begun to explain what she meant, holding up her palm. Tendrils of slime rose from it, rippling in a way that reminded Naera of vines and looked like they would do an orgasmic number on anyone who let the medic get them too close to their sex. As she rippled the tendrils, Bleu spoke. “So I can make simple tendrils pretty easily; it’s just a return to my natural form. Precise tendrils are harder.” At that, the slime merged, shifting to form a phallic shape that the women present knew all too well. “I can pretty much sustain this one indefinitely now - it’s a little harder than I thought it would be, but still doable if I focus.”

That wasn’t what had the women gasping and got Rye to turn back around from where she was busily adjusting the straps on one of her more interesting devices. No, what got the attention of all of the others was when Bleu’s face creased into a frown and the shape on her palm split, sliding apart as more of her azure flesh moved up to reform one perfect reproduction of Dustin’s cock into two. Shaking her hand out to reorient her body a moment later, the Queri grinned at her companions. “So, I can hold two for long enough based on our past fun to rock one person’s world. Any takers?”

Naera’s cheeks were flaming; she was well aware of Bleu’s ability to replicate their lover’s shaft, but the offer the medic had made to provide them with a one-woman double penetration was so off the wall that she couldn’t speak for a moment. Fortunately, Rye was there to take the lead; the Rabyth woman giving a chuckle and shaking her head, her words defusing any embarrassment the others felt. “Naa, thanks for the offer Bubbles but I’m gonna pass. One Dusty’s more than enough for my cunt, and as far as other things go… I’ve been teasing him for months about getting some bunny butt, really shouldn’t turn around and let you get there first.”

With the Rabyth woman declining, Bleu turned her attention to the others. Naera managed to get it together enough to shake her head; her reasoning was more or less the same as Rye’s. While she’d felt Dustin’s eyes on her rear more than once, the plant woman had yet to make up her mind about anal - but if she was going to do it, she was pretty sure she’d want her first time to be with the captain. Which just left Emely, who grinned as soon as the doctor’s gaze turned to her.

“It’ll certainly help with the horny. And I’m sure sir would want me to assist with the medical team’s research after all.” The Feliax said, with so serious a tone that Naera had to stifle a giggle. Bleu responded with a curt nod, before gesturing to the bed. “Mind if we take the mattress ladies? This is going to be a first time for both of us, and I’d appreciate the softer padding in case things get a bit too much.”

Rye hand-waved the request away, already moving back to the machine. “Nae-nae, come here. Been tinkering with this and I want your opinion on it.” The plant woman dragged her eyes away from where Emely and Bleu were busy discussing the exact mechanics of double-stuffing the redhead, and walked hesitantly over to where Rye had set up something that looked like a cross between an oil drum and a gyroscope.

Emely’s discussion about the finer points of what she was hoping for with Bleu was interrupted a short moment later by a near-orgasmic cry from Naera, followed by Rye frantically apologizing. “Sorry, sorry! Thought I’d dialled in right for ya, lemmie tone down the ripple effect… and probably the pulsing too.” Shaking her head, the Feliax woman left the Caenii to whatever perversity Rye had set up, and turned her attention back to the prize currently hovering in front of her.

Bleu had shifted the position of her synthetic cocks down to cover her own crotch; she’d offered to try and do the fingertip vibration trick that pretty much every woman in their relationship had been the beneficiary of at least once, but Emely had declined. The fox girl’s eyes were fixated on those two shafts, each as close to a perfect replica of Dustin’s as the medic could make them, and her preferences in the matter were quite clear.

After a final nod from the medic, Emely turned away from her with only a moment’s hesitation. She was horny as hell, and definitely wanted to try this, but even so - it’d been a lot each time Dustin had taken her backdoor, and now she was offering up her cunt as well… Taking a deep breath, she glanced back over her shoulder at Bleu and grinned. “Take it slow, ok?”

The medic nodded, care in her voice as she softly spoke, drawing Emely’s attention away from the cold feeling of lube being generously applied just below her tails. “Of course Emmz. Or should I call you kitten, like our lover does? Would you mind that? I’d love to make you purr for me, if you don’t object to me using Dustin’s pet name for you.” Emely whined and shifted backwards at the words, the Queri’s tone hooking into all the submissive parts of her brain in the very best of ways. If it’d been someone outside her relationship, she’d have laughed - only sir got to call her kitten, she’d have said. But for the woman who’s minty taste she’d enjoyed sucking off their mutual lover’s cock?

“Make me purr, please?” she whined, shifting back further when no penetration occurred. A sudden hand spanking her rear made her jump forward again, as Bleu’s warm tones continued to scramble her brain. “Oh no, kitten. You’re too hungry to think things through; I’ll take charge of how fast we start things off.” The slime woman leaned forward, and as Naera let out another gasp of pleasure Emely felt the first of the shafts make contact, a pool of warmth on her asshole that sent a shiver down her spine.

Dustin had taken Emely’s ass more than once since their first time. To be honest, she’d rather he’d have done it more often than he had, much like her attitude to any form of sex with her sir. Despite that, the feeling of her ass stretching to accommodate the head of a cock got her every time and she moaned into her pillow as Bleu pressed her hips forward. A fraction further, and the tip of the slime woman’s second cock touched the fox girl’s lower lips. Emely trembled as her lover increased the pressure; the cock in her ass sliding deeper at what felt like a glacial pace even as her cunt opened up around it’s own probing guest.

When the head finally pressed inside, Emely’s eyes practically rolled back her skull. The feeling was intense; a fullness beyond anything she’d experienced before, even on the occasion that she’d let Rye talk her into trying a toy at the same time as a plug. That had been plastic; this was the heat of Bleu’s flesh slowly radiating into her as the slime woman pressed deeper. With a guttural moan, Emely’s hips moved backwards on their own, driving another couple of inches into her before Bleu’s hand grasped the Feliax’s hips and held her in place.

“Easy kitten.” The slime woman’s voice was still soft, but tinged with arousal and amusement as she stroked one azure hand up Emely’s side. “If you’re too quick too soon it’ll make it harder for me to concentrate on keeping this form. Let me… ahhhh” Bleu’s words trailed off into a satisfied sigh as she rocked forward. Emely’s legs trembled as she felt the two shafts push firmly inside; it was all she could do to keep herself upright a moment later when she felt her lover’s hips meet hers.

Every fibre of Emely’s being seemed to be on fire; her breath came in panting moans as the woman behind her gave her a moment to adjust to having both her holes stuffed full. Just as the Feliax woman started to get herself under control, Bleu pulled back smoothly - the feeling of the retreating shafts sparking through Emely’s mind for only a moment before she was filled again, more powerfully this time.

Bleu’s pace was measured; at the moment fucking one of the others like this wasn’t doing much for her beyond what just being around them in sexual situations with would accomplish due to the need to concentrate. Her attention was focused on maintaining the form and keeping up a rhythm that was driving the fox girl beneath her into a orgasmic mess. There certainly were enjoyable sensations coming from the heat and tightness that surrounded the Queri’s shafts, but any attempt to focus on it for long caused her to almost lose the form she was working with. Leaning forward, she tried to keep her voice steady as she murmured into Emely’s ear.

“Kitten, cum for me won’t you? Let me know how much you like being filled? You’re doing such a good job, maybe I’ll tell Dustin and we can take you together sometime soon.” Her words provoked yet another moan from Emely, who started thrusting her own hips back once more. Bleu smacked the fox girl’s ass - but it seemed the redhead was too far gone to care, grinding her rear into Bleu and letting out a series of yelping pre-orgasmic cries in her native tongue.

Bleu bit her lip as she concentrated; Emely’s walls were trembling around one of the shafts, while the other was buried in a tight heat that was overwhelming to start with. The medic had expected keeping both shafts functional long enough to satisfy one of her lovers would be a challenge, but the fox girl seemed to be doing her best to make it an impossibility. Only the rapidly rising pitch of Emely’s moans indicating approaching climax gave Bleu hope that she’d accomplish her goal.

The two women sped up their lovemaking; Bleu’s hips slamming forward with as much **** as she dared while her lover rose to meet her. Emely was babbling now, her voice a string of cries in a half dozen languages as she lost control completely. With one final thrust, Bleu reached her own limit; she’d done her best to reduce the amount of sensation she could feel through her shafts to increase her ability to sustain them - but the sudden feeling of clenching, pulsating wetness as Emely screamed her name and came was just too much. The slime woman slumped forward, trembling and moaning “oh, fuck, Emely” as her own climax sprang on her seemingly from nowhere. As her body rippled with pleasure she had just enough clarity of thought remaining to recall her cocks, which were already beginning to slump as she lost control of their form.

Emely sprawled on her bed, the reassuring weight of Bleu draped over her like a blanket. For a moment, the pair just lay there, breath coming in ragged stops and starts - before a gentle clapping made them turn their heads to the side. Naera sat, hips twitching slightly as she ground her sex on whatever that contraption of Rye’s was, eyes locked on where the other women had just thoroughly fucked one another. Beside her, Rye was leaning against one leg of Emely’s desk, applauding their performance while another of her toys whirred gently between her legs. “Amazing show bubbles.” The Rabyth said, winking at Emely as she did so before turning to Naera and adding “reckon it’s time for us to give them a show now, right Nae-nae?”