Carol and Karen have fun with their Fuckmeat, Superdude has fun with Lo-Lo, and Livewire makes some changes.

"Hey, wake-up, bitch!"

Moonstone moaned as her eyes flickered open. Her head was pounding and a couple of large, heavy, yet strangely soft things were slapping her in the face.

"Come on, you fucking stupid cunt!"

Then Moonstone's eyes snapped open as she realized two people were hitting her in the face with huge penises!

"What the - uhhhh!" Moonstone staggered back as a superstrong cock hit her cheek head. Her vision spun.

"Fuck, we're gonna spend all day fucking your whore holes!" Carol said.

"Yeahhh, gonna stretch you soooo wide," Karen drooled.

* * *

Lois stared at the music video as Taylor Swift posed with a bunch of women in practice dance outfits. The outfit looked ridiculous stretched over Taylor Swift's huge, throbbing muscles. It looked about to rip at any moment. As Taylor posed with the women, Lois noticed a large bulge between Taylor's legs.

"I stay out too late,

Got nothin' in my brain.

That's what people say, mmm-mmm.

That's what people say, mmm-mmm.

I go on too many dates.

But I can't make them stay.

At least that's what people say, mmm-mmm.

That's what people say, mmm-mmm."

Lois moaned. It was really hard to focus. Her whole body was tingling, her vision was spinning, her head hurt. In particular, her crotch felt really tight, like something was pressing with all its might against her panties.

Taylor was now prancing on the screen in a sparkly, elegant so feminine ballerina outfit. It was such a bizarre contrast to her huge muscular body. She towered over all the other ballerinas dancing around her.

"But I keep cruising

Can't stop, won't stop moving

It's like I got this music in my mind

Saying, 'those bitches are fucking tight!'"

Wait, were those the right words?

As Taylor shook her ass and pounded the air, her gigantic cock ripped out from under her skirt, unfurling so quickly that it hit one of the ballerinas, knocking her over.

"'Cause the suckers gonna suck, suck, suck, suck, suck

And the stuckers are all stuck, stuck, stuck, stuck, stuck

Baby, I'm just gonna fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck.

I fuck them up! I fuck them up!"

Superdude grinned as he sat in a chair, happily pumping his big, thick Kryptonite meat. He know that Taylor Dick would help set Lois straight.

As Lois watched Taylor Dick start a gyrating dance that mainly involved her dick-slapping the ballerinas, her hand slid up her skirt....

* * *

With a loud POP, Livewire fell backwards onto his chair.

"Oh, fuck," he moaned. "Fucking bitches, man."

He started to pump his big pale dick again and grinned as little jolts of electricity arced on it.

"Fuck, I'm one fucking hot stud!"

The shock-jock had never felt so great in his life before. Fuck, who would have thought getting his pussy popped would have been so great?

He needed to tell other people about it. He also realized that he needed to change his studio a little.

What would be really hot would be to keep some bitch under his desk during his show. Wouldn't it be so fucking cool if for his whole radio show, he was pounding some bitch in the face, just fucking her so hard and coating her with his jizz while talking to his listeners. Yeah, an awesome jock with a desk like this needed some fucking cumbucket slobbering over his knob while he was on the air, treated like just part of the fucking desk instead of a person. It would be great!

"So, who deserves to be my fucking cumbucket?" he wondered.

Thinking about who Livewire would have under his desk there are plenty of choices he worked with some pretty hot pieces of ass. There's Volcana, Obsession, Magpie, and Lady Lunar just to name a few it would be great to have one of them below his desk. To be honest he'd rather POP those pussies and welcome them to the bustyboi brotherhood. Silver Banshee is another one Livewire would love to fuck or see the future him plow and knock up as many pussies as he can.

"So many choices so many cunts to either fuck or pop." Livewire comments with a sly grin.

Looking over at the nearby trashcan now filled with the eggs that used to fill and occupy Leslie's former uterus. Which is now a pair of large heavy testicles hanging between his legs, there's also the massive pale white 14 inch cock. Hefting his massive tits, god does Livewire love them and showing them off to the world. Picking himself up he sees the remains of a destroyed shirt scattered around him. Weird since he hasn't worn a shirt since his breasts came in. God he loves going topless making those bitches jealous and those dickless excuses for men who want to be him. Sitting back at his equipment it seems his gear recorded another POP sound. Playing it back Livewire quickly recognizes the sound it was the popping of his pussy into the glorious pair of balls and cock it has now become. Becoming rock hard at the sound Leslie holds himself back from jacking off.

"Oh this is going to be great get ready people P-POP, P-ROCK, and all the other genres are gonna change your lives." Leslie smiles wide.

Feeling excited in more than one way electricity pops around him as he starts to pump his massive cock. Listening to the pops generated by his electrokenisis he realizes that the pops are POPs the same pussy destroying sound. That destroyed his and now opened him to the freedom of having a cock and fucking some cunts ruining them for those titless excuses for men. Flexing his larger muscles maybe he should get some equipment in here to keep his muscles this big and hard.

"Um Mister Willis we need your help your help down here some really weird things are happening." An unfamiliar female voice asks.

"Stop right there I don't care what it is get your shit together or if you can't manage that get up here and put that mouth of yours to some actual use." Livewire orders.

"Yes Mister Willis." The nameless woman part of Livewire's staff accepts her orders.

* * *

"You know by all rights we should be popping that pathetic hole between your legs." Carol admits.

"But you know what slut? You don't deserve it to be as strong, sexy, and free as us." Karen adds showing off his body.

"What are you..." Moonstone is cut off by cock slapping her face.

"We didn't say you could speak fuckmeat! Yes that's it from now on your name is Fuckmeat got a problem with that." Carol says nearly chocking out Moonstone again.

"No sir." Moonstone or rather Fuckmeat says fearing for her life.

"Enough talking let's get to fucking." Karen says shoving his cock as deep as he can into Fuckmeat.

"That's more like it!" Carol responds taking his cock and shoving it down Fuckmeat's throat.

Moonstone or Fuckmeat as she's quickly coming to think of herself as, is being spitroasted by some of the biggest cocks she's ever seen. Her jaw is being stretched nearly to the point of dislocation while her pussy is being filled utterly and completely. Fuckmeat has never been so full she didn't think something like this was possible for her to experience. Being supported by just Carol's and Karen's cocks the start to spin her literally treating her like a piece of meat. That can be fucked and bred but still nothing more than a piece of meat.

* * *

'How did Taylor even get this produced?' Lois wonders as the video is increasingly becoming more like a porno with every line. Lois is pumping her engorged and much longer clit after all Superdude hasn't said anything about it.

I never miss a beat

I'm lightning on my feet

And that's what they don't see, mmm-mmm

That's what they don't see, mmm-mmm

Taylor's tits are barely contained by a golden reflective jacket while in the background are two women dressed in silver jumpsuits. Lois almost mistook them for sextoys then again what's the difference really?

I'm fucking on my own (fucking on my own)

I make the moves up as I go (moves up as I go)

And that's what they don't know, mmm-mmm

That's what they don't know, mmm-mmm

But I keep cruising

Can't stop, won't stop grooving

It's like I got this music

In my mind

Saying, "My cock will fuck those bitches right."

Another costume change Taylor is now in an open leopard print open jacket somehow covering his nipples, despite all of the dance moves he's doing. His backup dancers all consisting of bustybois dressed similarily to Taylor are all twerking. Man all of this sexiness makes Lois really wish she had a cock so she could blow a couple of loads instead of this pussy that takes forever to get off.

'Cause the suckers gonna suck, suck, suck, suck, suck

And the stuckers are all stuck, stuck, stuck, stuck, stuck

Baby, I'm just gonna fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck

I fuck them up, I fuck them up

Cunt-breakers gotta break, break, break, break, break

And the pathetic pussies'll POP, POP, POP, POP, POP

Baby, I'm just gonna fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck

I fuck them up, I fuck them up

While the POPs had always been in the background now that Taylor Dick has sung four of them in quick succession. Lois's pussy doesn't stand a chance against that kind of barrage each POP bring with it a change. The first POP nearly destroyed Lois's top as her breasts grow to the size of basketballs. The second pop increased Lois's muscle mass nowhere near as big as Carol, Karen, or Kara, Lois has the body of someone who works out seriously and routinely goes to the gym. The third POP caused the destruction of her womb and womanhood as a pair of large heavy testicles drops out. The fourth caused Lois's clit to explode in size becoming a truly thick 13-inch cock. With the fifth POP a switch is flipped in Lois's mind going from female to male or more accurately bustyboi. Just like the rest of him.

"Hey Lo-Lo. You, okay?" Superdude asks.

"Yeah, just got to get rid of these useless eggs stuck in my cock and balls." Lois replies pumping his cock as he continues to watch Taylor Dick.