6-20 (Good)

You feel a sharp, piercing pain in your chest, scalp snd crotch. Followed by pressure, as if something is being injected into you. But you can't focus on that now. The machine tries to break you. But despite your blunder, during the encounter with the spiders, still gnawing on your confidence, you manage to resist. Your mind is a wall. You think you might have suffered some slight alterations to your body, but ultimately your superior will breaks the contraption. During the commotion, through the sparks and smoke, you make run for it, into the tunnels of the Underdark.

A couple months later.

It is a sunny day in Bimboland, the hills are green, the birds are chirping, and a rainbow is smiling a lusty grin down at your naked, sun tanned, hourglass figure, as you stroll along a golden brick road.

Two firm, massive breasts bounces in front of you, and a juicy ass, the sort one could place a tankard on without fear of spilling his ale, is swinging along behind.

Your pendulum-like gait makes your long, platinum blonde ponytail whip left and right.

You have small, pedicured feet, sporting a pair of red, laced up high heels which, aside from the bands holding your ponytail together, are the only piece of clothing you have on you.

The only piece of clothing you'd ever need in Bimboland, really.

You spot the rainbow looking down on you, and you pucker your full, hot pink lips, to throw him a kiss with your delicate, perfectly manicured fingers. A quick wave and a wink with your long eyelashes, and you are on your way again.

"Shame he can't fuck me", you think out loud. You don't remember when you lost the ability to keep your thoughts inside, you don't really remember ever having been able to do so in the first place.

"But who'd keep thoughts as intenent... int... smart as mine inside?", you confidently tell yourself, while trailing your nails through your luscious hair, down your slender neck and along your big, bronze breasts, coming to rest at your perked up nipples.

You give them a little twist.

"Hihi", that always makes you giggle, and your small, girly cock starts to harden.

You spot a fairy that comes flying by, and you flash it the only thing you have left to flash, your most charming smile.

The fairy is male, that you can tell from his oversized cock, that seems to make up more than half of it's body mass. It has green hair, wings like a butterfly and leaves a thin trail of glitter hanging in the air.

The fairy doesn't seem to notice you and flies past. "Oh..." you sigh dissapointed, letting your shoulders droop, pressing your cleavage together in the process. "I'm too hot to really look downtrodden I guess", you try to cheer yourself up, when you feel a weight being placed on your bubble butt.

"Oh! Hey there", you smile at the fairy, "changed you min..." you don't manage to finish the sentence, as the small creature unceremoniously starts to insert his massive, riggid shaft into your sensitive, tanned asshole. You begin to moan, playing with you tits, as your new fairy friend slowly but steadily keeps feeding your excited buttpussy more and more if his ridiculously oversized dick, untill his hefty balls come to rest on your quivering, shaking buttocks.

You try to regain your composure, wobbling a bit on your heels, and take a few experimental steps.

"Maybe I can be on my way AND have fun at the same time? What a brilliant idea!"

You start walking again, the up and down of your steps make the fairy bounce on your ass, going in and out of your anus in the process. You moan loudly while trying to keep a normal pace, but oftentimes the pleasure overwhelms you, and you have to take a short rest.

Hunched over and with hands resting on your knees, moaning and panting, a fairy cock humping you ass.

From afar it must seem like you just finished a lengthy jog, and are now trying to catch your breath.

At some point your girlcock just starts dripping and leaking pre everywhere, now the fairy isn't the only one leaving a trail behind.

"I can use this to... ahn! To find the way hooOOhoome" you half say, half moan amusedly, as the fairy starts to unload into your bubble butt.

The pleasure of having your ass filled is too much and you're hunched over again, dripping pre from your bimbo cock onto the ground like a faucet.

You look back as the fairy starts to pull out of you.

To your delight, his spunk is a cute milky pink, filled with glitter, reflecting and sparkling in the sun.

"Thank you little friend!", you cheer, as you wave your fairy stud goodbye.

"Well now this is weird..."

You look down between your heels. A flower has sprouted between the cracks of the golden brick road, exactly where your pre pooled together.

It looks like a red tulip, but something is off and you decide to take a closer look. It has... lips on top?

"A Tulips" you beam, proud of the witty name you came up with. "I'm so good at naming things" you say, as you look absentmindedly at the juicy red lips, not noticing your own hands starting to roam over your tits and down your own body.

You DO notice once you have gotten hold of your decidedly female penis between your thumb and middle finger, rubbing the slick tip with your index as it hardens again.

Looking confused at your erect shemale clit, you shrug and decide to kneel down at the plant.

You carefully wipe a big dollop of pre from your urethra and onto the flower's sensual mouth. As soon as the drop touches the flower, it opens it's lips towards your member, taking in your tanned little prick.

And it starts sucking, oh does it start sucking.

You're immediately in heaven, still on your knees but rising up and down into the Tulips mouth, grabbing one of your tits hard with one hand and fondling your small ball pouch with the other. The flower gets more eager with the second, plump red lips moving backwards along the short length of your mini shaft, coming to a rest on the head of your bimbo cock to give it a little smooch, and taking it all in even tighter than before.

You feel your cute, girly balls tightening in your hand, as you moan low and deeply, feeding the plant all the jizz your little walk with that fairy cock up your ass has accumulated. The flower gulps it down eagerly until you are finished, slowly releasing your cock from it's enticing mouth, kissing away the last drops of bimbo milk emerging from your well polished knob.

It starts chewing your load audibly, opening and closing it's mouth, showing off thick strands of your cum.

Now it is pointing it's lips up towards your face, making kissing motions, mouth still full of jizz.

"Such a naughty Tulips!" you giggle in delight, as you lie flat on your stomach, elbows on the ground, fists on your cheeks, ponytail trailing along your back.

You start grinning from ear to ear at the perverted flower, while your heels behind you are swinging through the air, back and forth.

One would think you are laying on your bed, favorite plushies all around, listening to a bard under your balcony, proudly proclaiming his love and begging you to show yourself.

Instead you are laying in Bimboland.

Pink, glittery fairy sperm is leaking out of your butthole and is smeared all over your ass.

Your flaccid, girly cock is still leaking some residue of white onto the gold of the road.

And you're not about to walk out onto your balcony, to throw the eager bard a sign of your favor, a silken glove or some embroidered hankerchief maybe.

"No siree, not me."

You are about to deeply french a sentient flower, which somehow grew out of your pre, that is sporting the sexiest pair of lips you have ever seen on anything and is filled to the brim with your own cum. And you already know you're going to love every second of it.

You give it a few chaste kisses for starters, already sampling your own salty taste on it, when suddenly a voice comes up from behind snd starts talking to you at length, it says...

No! You don't really care! Flower full of cum! Now!

You lock lips with Tulips, your tongue twirling your salty, slick juices around in it, wrestling for control with... wait... is that a tongue in there?

You pull back a bit to see for yourself and sure enough, there is a tongue lolling out of Tulips, a thin strand of cum mixed with saliva is hanging between it and your own. You lean in again and resume swapping bodily fluids, when Tulip starts feeding you your own jizz.

But was it really this much? You feel like you are getting way more out of this than you've put in!

Soon your mouth is filled with cum, and you're not really sure anymore whose cum this is, when the voice behind you chimes in again.

It says some blah and blah and then some more blah, in a somewhat annoying tone.

You have the feeling someone who thinks he is smarter than you is droning off in the background, but you don't really listen.

You are too busy chewing and savoring the big load your sweet Tulips has fed you, when a couple things the voice says actually do register with you... "fair maiden".

You proust. You try to hold it in, but cum sprays out between your lips and shoots out of your nose. "FAH MAIHN!", you repeat as best as you can, with a mouth still mostly filled with cum. Juices are dripping down your chin and onto your inviting chest.

You finally manage to swallow, without **** to ****, and start into a real laughing fit.

Partly about what the stranger has called you, partly about having shot cum out of your nose.

Out of nowhere you feel something poking your butt, and also something is blocking out the sun, and also a pair of hooves has come into view left and right of you.

"Oh, oookay honey. Now you got my attentiooowhoa!"

You can't believe your eyes.

A white horsey is standing above you.

And with it's knees bent and buckling, it is desperately trying to gain admission to your bubble butt for its three feet long, rock hard horse cock.

The horsey goes on in his weird, song-like, pompous voice, lowering it's head down in front of you, saying something or the other about you "raising your womanly palace".

You just muster a slack jawed "uhu", still in awe at the huge cock prodding away behind you. "Damn that thing would reach into my heart, litara... liter... liternally?".

A drop of drool is forming on your lower lip.

You shake your head to snap out of it, making your blonde ponytail flail about and into your face.

"Wait what? Womanly palace?" you ask, knowing for a FACT, that your behind has been more of a busy marketplace instead of a palace lately...

"I know more FACTS than people give me credit for!" you realize, pouting a bit, licking the drool off your lips.

"I know for example, that this isn't really a horsey, it's a u-n-i-c-o-r-n." you spell the name delicately and with great care, looking at the horse's magnificent alabaster horn in front of you.

"Though it does kinda have two horns" you realize, "one in front, and one prodding at my tushy"

"What would these be called?" you ask yourself, "Maybe Twoicorn?" Again you giggle wildely, certainly you must be the wittiest bimbo in all of Bimboland. "And if not that, at least the sluttiest.", you nod to yourself.

Then you remember what Twoicorn has asked of you, and you manage to raise your rear far enough to have your legs stretched out in an upside down V shape, heels firmly planted, while your crossed arms still rest on the ground, ample tits on top.

You're just about to admire your feat of flexibility, as the first 5 inches of horsecock begin to stretch out your asshole, still slick from pink, glittery fairy spunk.

"Aaaahn" you grunt in a low, guttural moan, while Tulips in front of you starts making kissing noises again. "Fine", you sigh, stressed out by the consequences of your decision to allow 3 feet of horse dick access to your womanly palace. "Palass", again you snicker at your wit. But you are quickly shut up by the pincer attack of Tulips starting to smooch your pink, always puckered kisser, while Twoicorn slowly but surely glides into your deepest regions, stretching you to limits you have not thought possible, crushing your prostate in the process.

You moan into Tulips lips, while cum starts flooding into your mouth again, being exchanged between the two of you with wet, sloppy kisses, smeared across your cheecks and tulips petals, pooling in the valley of your cleavage.

Your prostate is under constant ****, and even before Twoicorn hilts himself inside of you, you reach your first, mindshattering, anal orgasm.

Small spurts of bimbo milk splatter onto the road under you, your rear still hoisted high in the air, as you finally feel two hefty, sloshing balls slap wetly against your jiggling butt... that definitely shouldn't be possible. You manage to break away from Tulips and take a look behind at your raised rear.

Left and right of your hips you see the outlines of a huge pair of horse nuts, snuggling against your tanned cheeks, and the entire horsecock seems to have disappeared inside of you and is now resting... in your stomach? But how?

You feel no pain, only a slowly building pleasure, still sort of in the background, growling like a beast in the shadows readying itself to pounce, waiting to be unleashed...

"The fairy spunk my fair maiden, 'tis the wondrous elixier, which makes miracles such as these possible" sings Twoicorn in an annoyingly jolly tone.

"Listen pal, you've got a fucking 3 feet pole of fuckmeat lodged firmly up my ass, I think we are past the fair maiden crap."

"Fair enough", Twoicorn responds in a somber, almost disappointed tone, and starts a long, strenuous ascent out of your anal tunnels, his flesh again rubbing along your stretched out, sensitive, tingling asshole, making you orgasm for the second time.

You're poor tiny cock has barely stopped squirting your latest load into the small lake of shemale juice under you, Twoicorn having pulled about the length of an entire, human arm out of you by now, as he starts to just hammer it all back home.

Your eyes go wide.

The pure pressure inside of you knocks the wind out of your lungs.

A forceful, constant stream of cum hoses out of your diamond hard girlprick.

You try to raise your butt even higher, now on your stiletto toes, gasping for air, eyes rolling up to the sky.

Or where the sky would be, if there wasn't a ceiling of over 2000 pounds of muscle and raw horse power above you, straining under it's coat, pulling out all stops and fueling every bit of energy into one task: To pound this rude, shameless fucktoy, this laughably oversexualized bimbo bitch into submission.

You scream at the top of your lungs, echoing across the hills of Bimboland, it sounds almost like a chant.

"YES! FUCK! FUCK ME!! RIDE ME!! RIDE ME RIDE ME RIDE ME!! RIIIIIIDE MEEEE!!!", all the while cumming out whatever remained of your brain.

And Twoicorn does ride you, he rides you all day long, and into the setting sun.