Heading out

*Back to the Harris residence*

Mark and Jill had both decided to get a look at what this new world of theirs was like. Mark had minimized Master PC and had begun typing in the names of actresses, getting images and videos of them on the red carpet. One was wearing a leather harness, silver rings holding together strips of leather, another was wearing green dress that looked normal at the front, but had the back completely cut out, leaving her ass on full display, and there were many that were wearing nothing at all, their full tits bouncing freely.

Jill however, had opted to instead scroll on social media to see what...normal people looked like. She saw images of women at the beach, the small triangles of their bikini tops oft failing to contain their areolae. There were also posts that were from charities and business and the such, congratulating the team, the women wearing mini skirts and tube tops, some even having their panties visible. The men, while wearing normal clothes so to speak, almost all had visible erections, as they should around such hotties Jill thought, absentmindedly working her clit. Jill continued scrolling, until an image caught her attention. It was of a woman dressed 'normally' or what normal had been. For a second Jill was unsure how this woman had escaped the change, but as she continued to stare she took in the dyed hair and multiple facial piercings and the size of her E-cup tits, and deduced that this woman was a punk. If she were a punk, then her outfit was probably considered rebellious, and Jill decided to leave it for now, thinking it was good to have variety.

The twosome continued taking in their improvements, until Jill's stomach rumbled. They decided between themselves that they would go get some fast food. Mark set about cleaning up his room, while Jill went to get changed. Just as Mark finished up cleaning, a pair of hands covered his eyes. They were of course Jill's, which was confirmed when she spun round and got an eyeful. Jill was wearing a pair of black latex trousers, showing of her juicy bubble butt and her huge femcock snaked down her left leg. She was also wearing a jacket that only descended to about her midriff and was lying open, showing of her jiggly DD's to the world. Her cock was visibly throbbing in its latex prison, the perverted futa turned on by her her own outfit. As they were about to leave, Mark turned on his heels and quickly made his way back to his computer, to Master PC, and typed

When we are not home, Jill and I have a copy of Master PC on our phones, which are synced to this copy. Nobody can see what we're doing on our phones unless we consciously want them to.

They didn't have to wait long for the bus, and they were soon paying their fare and sitting down in a pair of seats near the back. There only about 7 other passengers on the bus besides them, but it was the two women sitting up and across from them that caught their interest. The woman in the aisle seat was wearing a leather harness, like the one Mark had seen, though she was decidedly bustier than the model he had seen, and her friend was wearing a pink crop top and a thong. The thong however was pulled aside, and her fingers were working at the nether regions, all the while she was talking to her friend. Soon her friend had also began to masturbate, the wet sounds amplifying each other and echoing throughout the bus.

Jill was the first to crack, and she yanked down her latex trousers, exposing her cock and ass to the passengers. One hand gripped her cock and began stroking, while the other began working her clit, the pleasure multiplied by the dual nature. Maek followd suit, one hand working his cock while the other fished his phone out of his pocket and opened the Master PC app he had created.

Women can control when they lactate. The milk they produce has no calories or any other substances. Each womans milk tastes different, and changes flavour at the beginning of each week. Some women also spray milk when they cum. This milk evaporates instantly upon hitting anything that isn't skin, and will evaporate after 30 seconds of being on skin. This milk is distinct and different from the milk made during pregnancy.

Mark entered the command then returned his phone to the pocket it had been in. His attention returned solely to his needy cock, and he began to stoke harder. Beside him, Jill had increased the pace of her masturbation, and small beads of milk were forming from at her nipples. Mark leaned over and took her left nipple into his mouth and began sucking. This added even further the sensations Jill was feeling.

Mark was the first to cum, spraying cum all over the back of the seat in front, and getting some on the window, and a few ropes landed into Jill's hair. She didn't seem to mind, and maybe even found it hot, her hands becoming a blur as she sped up. Soon Jill was cumming , her cock also spraying on the seat in front of her, and some into the aisle, and her tits spraying milk, most of which evaporated upon landing on the floor and seat. Some however, sprayed onto Mark and into his mouth, not that he minded, the blueberry flavor milk was quite refreshing. The milk soon evaporated, and the two sexual deviants pulled up their pants, as they were about to arrive at their stop. They rose from their seats and trudged down the aisle, and departed the bus, heading toward the fast food place.

As they stepped through the door, both of their cocks shot up. The uniform for the workers was conpleltu obscene. The shirt was actually a normal shirt, but so tight against the tits of the workers it may as well have been painted on, and they were all wearing the smallest, tightest booty shorts possible. They stood at the counter, and soon a young ,peppy worker approached, and leaning slightly over the register, tits wobbling , asked

"What can I get ya today?"