A moment of respite

You open your eyes to find yourself on a beautiful tropical beach, stretched out on a deck chair made of solid gold. You look outwards and marvel at the stunning lime-green seabed staring back at you, cascading outwards like miniature waterfalls. Then you notice a group of girls crawling up to you on their hands and knees, naked as the day they were born. Each of them a picture of beauty the likes of which you're never seen before. You go slack-jawed as you absorb the sight before you. Your cock immediately rises to a pussy-breaking 15 inches of manpower. Woah.

"Can I suck it for you, Master? It's been like forever since I tasted your heavenly nectar and I'm starting to get withdrawals."

"I... erm... sure?" You say, stunned.

"Me next!" Says the Selina Gomez lookalike. "I can't wait to fill my belly with your man juice master."

"Can I eat your ass while I wait for my turn, Master?" says a girl who is the image of Sarah Gadon. "Sure, I could use an enema."

'I'll suck his nipples while I wait for my turn to bounce on his beautiful cock", says another girl. 'I'll suck his cute toes while I ride his fingers', says another.

The offers to do pleasurable things to you come flooding in at a rapid rate. These girls want you. They need you. Who are you to deprive them?

Suddenly, you feel a wet splash hit your cheek. "Hey, easy with the suncream girls, I don't like surprises."

"Doug, the house is on fire, could fetch the fire extinguisher.", says your sister Crystal. "Wait, Crissy? What do you mean 'fire'? We're in heaven right now, there are no fires in heaven. That should be obvious sis."

Another splash of liquid hits you, this time landing directly on the tip of your nose, threatening to dribble into your mouth. "Dammit, girls, I've told you to be careful with that suncream. I'm trying to get worshipped here, wanna help me out with that? Geez."

"Hey, honey bear, your sister got herself trapped in the oven again. Be a sweetie-pie and drag her out. Oh, and that's a very impressive dickie you've got there." She winks.

"MOM!? What hell are you doing here? What's going on?"

You hear faint groaning sounds in the background.

*Uh, ah, ah*

Suspicious.

Another wet splash hits you between the eyes.

Your mum's face twists up. "Oh baby, you may want to clean that off. Girl jizz can sting if it gets in your eyes. It's the chemicals you see."

"Wait... No. God no. Don't tell me..."

"Yes, Dougie. You're dreaming".

"Noooooooo....."

You slowly open your eyes only to be confronted with what looks like a traffic cone disguised as a she-cock, a slender female hand attached to it, stroking it with furious intent. You look past the offending object and immediately discover its owner.

"Hi, Becky..."

"Uh, uh, uh, oooooh Goddess, that's it, take my creamy gift, Dougie. Ooooooh fuck, that was incredible. You have no idea how long I've been waiting to paint your pretty face. I mean, I was only supposed to subdue you and tie you to the fuckbench ready for preparation, but I got all excited at the prospect of what's to come and ended up beating off all over you. Sorry about that, hun. Tee hee." Says Becky with that now-familiar mischievous grin of hers.

You don't see the funny side.

You give her the most disgusting look your face can possibly conjure, but it fails to have the desired effect as it's currently covered in she-spunk. Urgh.

Some of Becky's "gift" drips into your mouth, giving you your first ever taste of cum. Ewww. It's salty and sweet with a slimy, snotty, gooey texture? You quickly decide you're not a fan and spit it on to the floor.

You weigh up your situation. You find yourself on your back with three tightly secured leather straps across your chest, abdomen and thighs. Your legs are spread at a 45-degree angle and pointed at the ceiling, tied to two hooks keeping them in place. Completely naked.

You might consider your position somewhat compromised.

"Becky, untie me now and we'll forget this ever happened."

"No can do, Dougie-poos. You'll be staying right there until your conversion is complete."

"Conversion? What are you talking about?"

"Your conversion from Dougie to Snow White. You see, right now you have a regular asshole, which just won't do at all. But don't worry your pretty little head about that - you'll be sporting a world-class ass-pussy by the time your training is complete. Girls will be blowing their loads at the mere sight of it. Won't that just be super duper fun?"

Oh. My. God, says your anxiety. You concur.

It's at that point Ms Miller makes an appearance. She struts toward you wearing a bright multi-coloured summer dress, her stunning golden hair flowing wildly in her wake. Her mammoth she-dick pointing skyward makes your ass twinge in fear. Or anticipation. She's not a tall woman by any means, barely 5.2, yet she expels an air of confidence that belies her meagre stature. A pure goddess in the flesh.

"Hello, Dougie. As you have no doubt figured about by now, the whole school-play stuff was, in truth, a facade. Your real purpose is to provide sexual relief for myself and the girls. Thanks for that?"

Becky beams at that. A tent in her skirt is beginning to form.

You want to protest, of course, but the overwhelming state of shock you find yourself in prevents your brain from forming the relevant words. So you just cry a little instead.

_"Now now, Dougie, says Ms Miller, we'll have none of that whining business. No one likes a cry baby. Besides, you're going to have soooo much fun over the next 18 months tied to that bench. We'll make you squirt your load so many times a day (and night) that your head will be spinning. But do try not to cum yourself to ****. Okay, sweetie?"_

"18 months!?!?" you scream, "I can't stay here for 18 months!!" This has got to be a joke you think.

"You can and you will. I promise you'll learn to love it in time." She says confidently. You don't believe her. "Okay let's check out the goods." She says as she lowers her right hand toward your exposed rear. Her delicate fingers make contact with your perineum, rubbing it gently. You begin to squirm in fear and anticipation.

"Please, Ms Miller, I don't want this. I'm not ready for this. Ashley was supposed to take my virginity, not you! Just let me go home," you plead.

Becky steps towards you and begins stroking your forehead softly. "It's okay, Dougie. Just trust us, okay? Ms Miller is a pro at deflowering boy-holes. You're in great hands" She smiles brightly and lowers her plump pink lips to yours, embracing you in a loving kiss. Her tongue enters your mouth, swirling around your own at a frantic pace, utterly devouring it.

She momentarily breaks the kiss, "Mmmm, you taste like strawberries and cream."

Ms Miller grabs a bottle from her bag of goodies. "Oh my Goddess, you have the most delectable fuck-hole, Dougie. I can't wait to break it in," she says, as she squirts a healthy dose of lube over her fingers, preparing them for maximum penetration. She brings her hand to your most private place and begins rubbing around it, softly but with purpose. Becky starts tweaking your right nipple, squeezing and pulling it every which way. Her tongue still dancing uncontrollably inside your mouth. You quickly learn the art of breathing through your nose.

Ms Miller, deciding it's time to dispense with the formalities of buttering you up, slowly slides her index finger inside your anus to the knuckle. Your eyes go wide in shock and your heart threatens to explode out of your chest.

This is it, this is really happening.

The pressure inside your butt from the foreign invader and the fullness feeling never before experienced, along with the combined efforts of Becky's tongue fucking of your mouth and manipulating your highly sensitive nipples with her skilled fingers, is completely overwhelming you.

You cum so hard that your vision blurs and your entire body locks up. Your first spurt hits Ms Miller on her chin. She just winks at you, seemingly unsurprised at your explosion. _"You dirty little boy," _she says with a lewd look in her eyes, before scooping the contents of your 'moment' into her mouth. "Mmmm, strawberries and cream indeed", she chuckles.

"And to think, we're just getting started".