Its Not All She Trades

Never had Gabby felt such relief at the freeing drop and natural hang of her breasts. Suddenly her comfy pants felt warm, restrictive, and itchy.

“Tit fuck me. Why play with a girl when you can enjoy a woman.” Gabby felt strangely invigorated and enthused by the assertive statement and invite. Palming and raising her breasts, she moaned as she massaged them in circles, finding strange new pleasure in the touch of them.

“As Ella can tell you, I prefer to fuck the au natural.” Kurt replied offering a hand up to Gabby.

As she took it Greg weezed as the pressure on his chest increased for a moment.

Gabby felt strangely flustered and modest under Kurt’s watchful gaze. Gabby wondered if she should, or even could strip out of her clothes in a sexy manner. Glancing enviously as Ella grinded naked atop Greg’s body, using him for whatever slight relief there was for the itch to be fucked.

Just getting it over and done with Gabby dropped the last of her clothes to the floor, a strange invigorating pleasure teasing across her skin as she shyly glanced around the room.

Melissa and Pepper seemed to be ignoring the rest of the room as they enjoyed one another thoroughly.

Victoria was keeping her back turned.

Elyse was watching with obvious rapture.

Maddy… Gabby looked up into Kurt’s eyes and crossed an arm across her chest, compressing and massaging one tit, while her fingers fondled and play with the nipple on her other. Her second hand shyly slid down between her legs. Emulating what she saw Maddy doing over her clothes.

Gabby felt increasingly emboldened, what did she have to hide? Only the modest were unwilling, no unwilling to watch with envy.

Taking advantage of being naked to go further, the welcoming feel of a finger across her dripping clit easing the desire and tension Gabby had forgotten she was feeling build all class.

Kneeling down next to Greg, Gabby pressed her tits together, licking her lips she gazed up with pleading eyes. “Please, let me feel what it’s like to have you fuck them… To have your cum fountain onto my face and chest." Glancing at Ella, Gabby winked. Knowing the presumptuous bitch couldn’t match Gabby’s offer.

“Sit on his face.” Kurt remarked smiling broadly as Gabby paused, stunned by the request as her sparse resistance took hold of the reminder about the boyfriend she had here.

Pinned down beneath the foot of the dominant male in the room.

With a slut grinding atop his crotch, competing lewdly for the honor of the cock moaning ever louder like some pornstar strangely hungering to go to work.

Looking to Greg he had no words to spare as he squirmed and seemed to snarl, his hand seemed to be torn between grappling the leg restraining him, and pawing at the knees of the slut grinding atop of him. Feeling her panting grow more urgent Gabby glanced around.

They were all stuck on the cusp of indecision. Elyse the worst off, pretending like nothing was happening as Melissa and Pepper’s pleasurable joy loudly resonated off the wall.

Elyse watched with intrigue, almost as if waiting for her invite, or her cue to come on stage.

Maddy was warming up, her interest and enthusiasm were obvious. Her hands now teasing at subverting her clothes.

Ella was already letting go of anything holding her back, toying with the waist of Greg’s pants as she rocked up and down, almost seeming to bob up like some hungry baby bird looking for something to be shoved in its eager throat.

Melissa was their role model, she and Ella had already followed so similarly in casting aside their clothes.

Now… All that was left was to let go and enjoy.

They were all performing after all, she was the loyal, good girl. Turned wanton slut.

Animals, pretending they were something more than convoluted base instincts and need.

With a deep sigh of relief as she felt the warm breath of Greg as he nodded between her legs Gabby gazed up. “Better?” Gabby asked, before a long hard moan exhaled heavily through her as some strange sensation seemed to take hold.

“Let him enjoy how wet your pussy is for this.” Kurt remarked, lifting his foot from Greg’s chest as Greg squirmed beneath the two women, torn between escaping and just seeing where things could go. The idea of a woman bouncing atop his cock as his girlfriend watched closely piercing into his mind with sharp talons of lust, desire, and perversion.

He couldn’t see that Kurt now stood before Gabby, letting her face nuzzle his cock, her tongue affectionately grooming it in a show of foreplay before she mouthed it. And swallowed.

And pushed it deeper then came with ease.

Ella meanwhile decided she wasn’t about the be left out, freeing Greg’s cock she slid her wet folds along it before relishing the hard warm press of it into her. Gasping forward, staring as the perfectly toned ass of Kurt.

As Ella gripped Kurt's and dove up between his ass cheeks for a lick on an up thrust from the cock beneath, as she demonstrated just what she would do to demonstrate the slut she could be for Kurt.

Kurt moaned happily, feeling his cock revert fully to its corkscrew like form. Gabby swirling her lips along its curves with enthusiasm, unresponsive to the change, as a rumbling reverberated from deep within her. Greg’s tongue teasingly tasting at her pussy.

Greg was losing track of just what he had been thinking, questioning why again he had been planning to leave. He knew who was atop his cock, and admitted he had wanted to feel just how tight her pussy was for as long as Gabby had dragged him to these day classes.

But more bothering were the concerns about eating out Gabby, as his hands clenched her thighs and he struggled with the growing want and desire to taste more thoroughly the juices smearing across his lips.

As Gabby enjoyed the vibration of her first real purring in her chest. Orange tinted red began to stretch along her spine, the slight itch and prickle of hairs emerging adding to the pleasure Gabby was feeling as she embraced the soft black down coating Kurt’s body, feeling and embracing it with new growing desire as plummage emerged.

The line of red along Gabby’s back began to embrace around her in place, the skin between filling with a yellowish orange as Gabby felt the first sensations of her developing tail reaching away from the top of her ass.

Attempting to sway, and swish with aloof delight.

Her purrs grew deeper, more pleasured as Kurt stroked the pointing and shift ears through Gabby’s blonde locks. As the bun in her hair fell undone it became apparent its length was receding as Gabby’s developing coat stretched around from her back.

The blue in Gabby’s eyes grew greener. Her face began to crack and reshape into a feline muzzle. Each pop raising an ever quieter alarm of objection Gabby dismissed with the safe knowledge that she had what Ella wanted most right now.

Ella was free to feel the frustration of Greg’s cock compared to Kurt’s.

Bobbing effortlessly on the cock hands free, Gabby ran her hands down to explore the feel of her body as it all seemed to surge with warm pleasure. Some strange reassurance set in her mind as her clawing hands stroked through her soft fur, over her firming D cup breasts, and teased the hardening points on her torso beneath them.

Gasping in pleasure Gabby leaned back to gaze down at her body. She initially couldn’t see it beneath her breasts, her hands massaging the all too familiar orbs as they quickly manifested with he wanton desire for the Goddess's offering.

Spasming in unexpected climax at the sensation of them, and the realization of them combining with the now eager tongue in her snatch Gabby arched her back and pressed down on the pointier feeling face between her legs.

4… Gabby thought, her eyes glimpsing the C cup cleavage now beneath the now high on her chest Ds. Her hands crept lower, her smiling broadening as she eager leaned forward and lapped at the changed man before her.

Gabby’s mind didn’t quite grasp the corruption reshaping her to the Goddess’s will and desire. It was stuck on the thought of definitively having at least three times the tits of any other woman in the room.

Gazing up in wild pleasure and devotion to the perversion she was embracing Kurt was unable to hold back any longer. Raising his head on its elongating neck upward he called out in his animalistic voice, feeling his seed release and further baptize the now feline woman before him.

Gabby eagerly swallowed the first spurt, quickly popping the cock free from her lips as she felt it spasm and twitch with another load.

Eager to be showered in his seed for Ella to see.