In pitch blackness

No wait... that wasn't right. Just a second ago you were on your way to....

God what were you doing? You felt dizzy and sick to your stomach, it was so hard to focus, not that there was anything to focus on.

Did you suddenly go blind?

The thought was even more sickening, but for some reason that didn't feel right. After a moments thought it suddenly struck you why, you couldn't hear anything either. Not in the sense that you had gone deaf, but a moment earlier you were surrounded by the sounds of traffic and dozens of different conversations going on at once along the busy tree, the wind whistling through your ears, and now... it was just eerily still,

"Hey! Um... is there anybody –"

"̟̬̼̲Yo̝̻̦͔̮u͟ ͞w͍ͅi͏̭͚l̶̟̼̖̬̪̼l̛ ̴͖b̠̟͚́ṛ͔̣̹e͈̕ed̮̦̻͔̘͙!͞"̮͚A sudden booming voice rattled around inside your skull.

You immediately doubled over... or at least you think you did, it felt like it, and that was your plan. Clapping your hands over your ears did nothing to block out the skull shivering voice either, it was like it was coming from directly inside your mind.

When the skull tremor finally subsided and the words started to sink in you waited for further explanation, but it didn't seem like it was coming,

"Uhm, uh, breed?" Your mind was racing as you tried to figure out just what was happening.

Obviously your first thought was aliens. What with them taking over Earth just a few months ago, anytime something fucking weird happened it was their doing, so it made sense. What they were saying though....

"̮͔͈̲͖̗͉Y͚̥̯̳o͇͔͉̼̩̤̤ur҉̼̞̻ ͏̫̗̮͍͕̝̫p̰̝u̺̩̳̪̝̘͡r͚̬pos̬̮͍͍e͞ ̵̯̫̳ͅn͔̻̟̭̬̦̟o̸̳w̯̲̰͇̝̭ͅ ̫̘͞ì̳̝͍s̥̘̀ t͏̝̺̪o̰͔̩ ̝̫̞̺̺͔͙h̭͖̤̤á̳̬̮͉̺v̢̼̻e̶ ̶̼̥͓s̜̮̱e̖̲̥̱͓̺x̝͎͔̝.͠ͅͅ"̵͓͖̘͚ The voice boomed back at you, almost before you could finish speaking.

This time you were prepared for it, and the sickness from...whatever happened – teleportation? – was starting to subside, so the voice didn't bowl you over, but it was still unpleasant. The answer was definitely not what you were actually expecting though,

"O-okay... that's clearer, but sex is kinda... broader than 'breed' w-what exactly do you want me to do? With who?"

The words had barely left your mouth when you suddenly felt a stabbing pain in your neck. As you tried to cry out however you felt your voice stolen from you as the pain rapidly ramped up until it felt like you were about to have a piece taken out of you. Just as the pain reached it's zenith however, you felt the pressure let up and an immense heat engulfed the area before zooming down your spine. Once the heat reached your tailbone it took a sharp ninety degree turn and plowed through your intestines. You thought your guts might begin to boil, but before you knew it the heat stopped at your groin and just began to smolder. At first it was agony... but the longer it burned the more you started to like it, much as you hated to say. Your body on the other hand had no problem saluting the heat as even in the darkness you knew the tell-tale sign of your meat straining against your jeans, only this time you had it worse than you'd ever had before. What's worse though, soon the heat began to spread, what was once an oddly arousing tingle in your loins was rapidly swelling to an uncomfortable, sweltering warmth throughout the rest of your body.

And once again, to make matters worse as you started to feel like you were going to burn up you felt your self tumbling and twisting unnaturally, with no effort on your on part, in fact when you tried to resist you found you couldn't, but it wasn't long before your desire to vomit overpowered your will to resist. Then, in a instant you felt your self land flat against a cool tile floor, your cheek squished into the grout and the uncomfortable heat rapidly draining away from you.

As you groaned in pain and nausea you found yourself blinking erratically as you were suddenly able to see again. As you looked around in a bleary haze you started to recognize your surroundings as a very familiar, cozy coffee shop. Getting onto your unsteady feet you also noticed all eyes were one you. You had no idea what they could've seen, but it was clearly leaving an impression.

Taking a deep breath and holding down a burst of nausea your tried to gather yourself. You wanted to say something to alleviate the stares, but you weren't exactly sure what you were going to say. Just as you took a breath, deciding to try and wing it, speak and figure it out on the fly, you heard a scream. Then another, and in an instant the entire coffee shop let out a cacophony of yells, groans and you heard several pieces of china strike the floor around you.

The sudden shift did wonders to sober you up, but you were still unsteady on your feet as you whirled around glancing left and right to try and figure out what was happening. You quickly came to realize there wasn't a single person in the shop that wasn't either grabbing their head, doubled over, or just squeezing their eyes shut incredibly tight. With your recent expression still fresh in your mind there was only one thing you could think was happening, and you picked up on that incredibly quickly, just in time for the first, most resilient people in the shop to recover and swivel around to stare at you, their eyes wide as saucers. It wasn't long before the rest of the shop was joining them however.

"Uhh...." Having all eyes on you was uncomfortable enough as is, but given what had likely just happened to them you were even more lost on what to say than before.

The fact you were more or less recovered yourself now was of little consolation.

"E-excuse me, s-sir?"

You whipped around and found you were being approached by one of the uniformed staff. A tiny, mousy girl, with black, pixie cut hair and some braces glittering in her mouth as she spoke.

"... uh, yeah?" You cleared your throat and replied hesitantly.

"Would... would you like to... come in the back with me?" The girl gulped forcibly as she spoke just above a whisper, her eyes glued to you, refusing to tear them away, she barely even blinked as you stared back.

You were thrown off by what she said, although not entirely surprised, but how were you supposed to respond to that, she looked like a high schooler at best and she was far from enthusiastic. It really didn't sit right with you....

"Ah yes! I... I'll join you!" A loud boisterous voice called out.

Glancing over you saw a short older woman, not nearly as small as the employee in front of you, both in stature and in size, she had a slightly plush 'mom' body, her shoulder length blonde hair tied up in a messy bun. Looking past her you saw an equally mature looking, salt and pepper gentleman, wincing hard as he watched the woman, presumably his wife, approach you.

You knew exactly what they were getting at now. After what happened to you, this reaction really only had one obvious direction... but the entire situation made your skin crawl. An innocent teenager, and a married woman? Yes, you couldn't deny there was an excited twitch in your loins, and you felt like your fly was about to get punched out of your pants. It made a perfect horny fantasy, but in real life...,

"Look... I don't know what you ladies were told–" You could barely begin to talk them down before you were caught off.

"No!" The high school girl let out a shriek, her already pale face turning sheet white and her eyes beginning to water.

All around you, you hear gasps and squeaks.

"S-sir please! Let us take you into the back!" The older woman gave you a shaky smile, her voice forceful and she was looking almost as pale and sweaty as the teen, "It won't take long I swear we'll be quick!"

"uh, but–" You were thrown off by their reactions and quickly glanced over the woman's shoulder at her husband

As soon as he locked eyes on you he jumped in his seat before throwing himself out of it and mumbling,

"I'll be in the car dear." And made a beeline for the door.

That didn't exactly make you feel much better.

"Please I promise we'll be good to you!" The older woman cooed, completely ignoring her husband, placing a hand on your back and attempting to push you around the counter.

"Y-yes please sir! ...Please." The teen started to sniff grabbing your arm and helping the woman pull you along.

You were starting to wonder if you really knew what was happening.... Still hearing them plead with you sent another twitch to your loins, and you still remembered what the voices told you, at this point you weren't sure if it would be smart to resist any more. It felt wrong but you weren't sure if fighting was any smarter.

You let the two girls hurry you around the counter and push you into the kitchen. As you entered you caught a few people looking your way before averting their gazes. One employee was in the middle of sweeping up a shattered coffee pot in the middle of a pool of steaming coffee.

As soon as you were behind the counter the older woman eased up on her guidance but the employee continued marching, dragging you along behind her until you reached a back room. It didn't take you long to peg it as a break room. The bland paint job that didn't match the rest of the place, the dirty microwave on the counter, and the fact that well over half the space was taken up by a table with a couple chairs, on top of it all there was also an employee with sitting at the table a coffee in hand sitting hunched over it. As soon as you stepped into the room however he took one look at you and your two partners before flying out of his seat, making it halfway to the door before remembering his coffee, and after gathering it up, nodding at the mousy teen and sliding past you.

"So... pull out a chair...." The teen gulped closing the door behind you.

With a sigh you did just that, pulling a chair out from the table and spinning it away from the table so you could sit down and face the doorway, unimpeded by the table.

You'd barely sat down when you found the older woman kneeling down in front of you, a look of firm concentration on her face. Seeing her submitting to you only excited you further.

"Let's get this over with I suppose...." You muttered wryly in an attempt to get across your sympathies for her.

The woman flashed you a quick smile – although you'd easily call it a grimace all the same, as it failed to reach her eyes before she wiped it off. Without wasting another second she began to pick at your fly, opening up your pants and reaching in to fish out your meat. As soon as her fingers brushed against you you couldn't help but suck in a deep breath, the situation finally becoming real to you, and your excitement reaching maximum.

The teen soon joined her on the ground, kneeling beside the woman, her eyes locked intently on her hands, fiddling around your hips.

The older woman was wincing as she grabbed hold of your meat and began trying to release it from your pants. It was immediately apparent she was having difficulties however, something that was causing her face to twist into a panicked expression. This was beyond usual outfit troubles, as she attempted to twist and wrench your cock out from your underwear – at times almost painfully – something definitely felt off, and when she finally pulled your underwear aside and let your cock spring loose it just confirmed everything.

"G-god!" The older woman choked out, her fingers barely making it around the base of your meat as she looked at it, her eyes wide, sweat beading on her forehead.

"It's huge...." The teen squeaked in an awed, horrified whisper.

"Uh... okay. This is new." You grunted back at them equally surprised at the sight below you.

You'd never seen a cock this big before, not in porn, part of you was even hesitant to say on animals. Not that cities were particularly well known for horses and the like. The point was, this wasn't what you were used to seeing when you looked down.

It only took another moment before the older woman, with a look of pained resignation, squeezed her eyes shut and launched herself forward, engulfing the head of your cock with her mouth, stretching her lips around it and forming a tight seal letting out a whimper as she did.

It wasn't hard for you to guess that you'd been given some extra an then some by that jab in the neck, but as you watched this woman struggle to get past the head of your cock made you wonder what the aliens wanted with you. More pressing than that though was how exhilarating the sight was, of this complete stranger – a married woman – her mouth stretched to it's limit around your cock. It caused your already painfully hard meat to throb in her mouth earning a moan from the woman, and for an instant a scary brush from her teeth, but she quickly recovered, relaxing her jaw as best she could and began swirling her tongue around the head of your cock.

From beside the woman, the teen finally appeared ready to join in, picking her jaw up of the floor she leaned down and immediately sucked your balls into her mouth without an ounce more hesitation. In fact she'd caught you so off guard you couldn't help but shift uncomfortably in your seat, nearly jumping up out of it for a moment. Despite her clear hesitation, and in comparison to the older woman, the teen had mustered just as much enthusiasm and in her case she didn't seem to be struggling nearly as much. In one quick slurp she packed her cheeks with your nuts and began prodding around them with her tongue. All the while the woman was rocking her head up and down, slowly working her mouth inch by inch down your cock.

You were impressed by her effort. She didn't look like much of a slut, and her ability to swallow cock didn't change that opinion at all, but she seemed determined to deep throat you. It was without a doubt a journey for her, but before too long it seemed she'd reached her limit, just shy of half your cock, you felt your self poke the soft, slimy back of her throat, and immediately you felt her throat flex and pulse right before she bounced back with a grunt, followed by what you knew was a coughing fit, but with your cock corking her mouth it was more of a series of sloppy wet puffs.

In a stark contrast, the teen almost seemed to be having fun slurping your balls and spitting them back out, nuzzling and kissing them like an affectionate, slutty puppy. Operative word being 'almost.' Despite her enthusiasm and ease, her face was still pale as a ghost and she was laser focused on your crotch, an intense look of concentration on her face.

Despite the undeniable physical pleasure this entire situation still left your mind reeling and a sour taste in your mouth. All you could do is watch these woman work your impressive cock and balls stoically, you struggled with the desire to take advantage of the situation more and the thought that it'd be wrong.

With your worry working against them, the joint effort of the ladies was unfortunately taking sometime.

The teen had eventually decided to switch gears, leaving your balls in favour of kissing up and down the bottom half of your cock in a series of rapid fire kisses, while the woman had resigned herself to the other half, bouncing her head up and down as best she good. Both of them seemed to be wearing out rather fast though. The woman had slowed down considerably, she was barely move her tongue any more, just pistoning her head up and down lazily like she was a fleshlite, and just running on fumes. The teen had enthusiasm to spare, but she looked near tears as you glanced down at her, frantically pecking away

At the rate they were going you hated to admit it, but they weren't going to get you to cum any time soon unless you did something yourself. It was still going to take you a minute to work up the courage though. In the mean time you hoped they would realize that themselves so you wouldn't have to ask them to change positions.

You knew that was wishful thinking though....

Instead, while you were delivering that harsh truth to yourself, the door to the break room creaked open, grabbing your attention. Both the woman and the girl jumped at the noise, freezing for a moment, but then your visitor spoke,

"I'm really sorry but you've all been in here a while, was there something I could do to help?" A woman dressed much like the teen, except with the edition of a tie, and a pin that said 'MANAGER' clipped to her chest walked into the room, shutting the door behind her.

As soon as your two girls heard the woman's voice you could see them physically relax, and they both fell back into their rhythm.

Glancing her up and down you noted she was a tan woman, with sharp facial features, both her nose and eyes, giving off the impression of Indian or perhaps Egyptian, although you could just have likely been way off, you currently didn't have much blood going to your head and were just going off horny assumptions. She was also quite a bit taller than any of the girls you were currently with, almost as tall as you, you guessed at a glance.

"I can do whatever you want if it'll help." She spoke in a steady even tone as she quickly grabbed the hem of her baggy work shirts and pulled it off over her head.

With the shirt off you could now get a good look at her trim figure. She was skinny, not a tremendous amount of tits to speak of, but the plain, worn lilac bra she had chosen today was a delicious sight framed against her smoky, caramel skin.

As she reached around behind her to unhook her bra however you raised a hand to signal her to stop.

Immediately she jumped like she'd be zapped, stopping dead and her eyes going wide,

"I-I'm sorry? I just... I...." Her confidence was gone, she seemed entirely lost at how to react now.

Her self assuredness was shattered, but she didn't seem hurt or insulted rather, she seemed completely lost now, working her mouth wordlessly as she stared at you.

There really wasn't happy ending to this was there? Other than the obvious anyways.... You'd either have to reduce yourself to taking advantage of these poor women, or horrify them with your refusal. It was a difficult reality to suddenly be to come to terms with, but there was a lesser of two evil's there you thought,

"I like it on. Come here." Twisting your hand you flowed into a beckoning motion, arms still raised, and called her over to you.

"Y-yes!" The manager loudly chirped before she cleared her throat, and hopped into step, all but skipping over to you. She didn't sound excited, more like a soldier following orders.

As she took up position behind the two girls you noticed her eyes finally break away from your face and flick down between your legs where the two other girls were working away, and you noticed the manager's eyes twitch, and the blood rapidly drain from her face, it wasn't a huge change with her dark tan complexion, but it was such a sudden shift it was hard to miss.

Without saying a word, you cleared your throat to draw her attention and with a quiet sigh to yourself beckoned her even closer and jutted out your chin.

The manager instantly caught on, nodding at you, and seeming to relax immediately.

"So uh, not to be rude, but uh, maybe you two down there should switch?" Pausing for a moment you decided to take care of the other pressing issue.

The older woman had gotten you pretty far, but she was slowing down and seemed at her limit for throat fucking you.

At your words however both froze and you hear the teen let out another whimper and a sniff.

God this was uncomfortable, you weren't the bad guy here, so why did you have to act like one?

"Look you've both been doing a good job, but I'm not gonna get off if you don't put some more energy into it and work together better!"

"Y-yes! Of course!" The teen yelped, nearly slurring her words in her hurry.

At the sound of the shrill cry, the older woman meanwhile dragged herself off your cock sending down a shower of spit and drool right before she sucked down a deep breath, and more than likely some spittle as she fell into a coughing fit as the teen threw herself on you taking over the blowjob half of their exchange.

Somehow the teen seemed even worse at blowjobs. Experience likely had something to do with it, but she didn't even try to deep throat you, but as she bobbed frantically you started to feel that maybe that wasn't so bad. You were suddenly shocked back into newfound life at the feel of the new mouth. She was both softer and warmer than the older woman, and while the tightness seemed about the same as you packed her mouth, but she was periodically sucking deeply, squeezing her cheeks around your for a second before releasing, and swabbing her tongue back and forth while she savored your glans with far more enthusiasm than the older woman had mustered even at the start.

For the first time since you started you couldn't resist letting out a moan in response to their efforts, something that you quickly found seemed to embolden all of them. The teen began to suck harder and the woman quickly kicked back into action, taking over the teens job of working the rest of your shaft and balls. She worked far slower than the teen and with less enthusiasm, instead of packing her cheeks with your nuts she opted to give them each slow, almost sensual amounts of attention, sucking one of them at a time and practically savoring them like they were candy, swirling her tongue around them for a good few moments before switching.

At the same time as your moan the manager had decided to take advantage of your vulnerability and without waiting dove at you, grabbing your head with both hands and slipping her tongue into your mouth and wriggling it around. You were caught off guard and almost yelped in surprise, but as the taste of her mouth filled yours you quickly recovered and began to kiss her back, but you were unable to match her enthusiasm and wound up letting her play with your tongue more than you, hers. You weren't about to fight her though, instead you grabbed her by the back of the head and pulled her in tight, encouraging her to continue, letting out a little groan of your own as you did.

It was quickly becoming clear that your tiny bits of encouragement were having a massive effect, both on the girls drive and your own ability to enjoy your situation. For the first time since this started you were finally beginning to melt into all the mouths hungrily lapping away at you. Slowly you began to lose sense of time and just accepted your situation.

You didn't know how long you were at the girls mercy, as the manager swabbed your mouth, but you were suddenly brought back to the present when you felt a rising, insurmountable pressure in your loins. You were seconds from bursting before you realized it and in a flash thought to warn the teen whose mouth was already packed to capacity with your meat. With the manager's lips locked around yours though you weren't able to get out more than a strangled groan. Immediately in reaction to that however the teen sucked down on your glans hard, harder than she had so far, collapsing her cheeks around you and sucking like a vacuum.

You some how doubted she was able to decipher you though, it was just a lucky coincidence, still, it was the final push you needed, and in a lust fueled haze you immediately decided to just roll with it and take full advantage. Releasing your grip on the managers head, you flung your hand down and braced it against the teen's head just as you gave a powerful spurt against the back of her throat.

You were immediately, albeit vaguely aware of the incredibly powerful throb that rocked your cock with the first pump, and in response you heard the teen squeak and felt her flinch, it gave the impression of feeling recoil from your massive load thudding against the back of her throat. It was all just minor details that helped convince you to hold your position, locking the teen down on your cock as you pumped load after load into her mouth. It only took a few before you felt it dribbling out of her mouth, spraying out of the corners of her lips, backed back a mostly corked cough that made it sound like a seal breaking on a pipe as she sprayed cum everywhere. The cum didn't seem to stop coming though for the longest time. It must've been nearly a minute before you felt yourself finally slow down and your meat began to relax in the teens mouth.