Kay wants answers

“HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!” “Ohhh! Poor Blake. She’s just a twickwish wittle girwy wirwy, isn’t she?” The baby talk was driving you wild. The girls had clearly down this before and your new fragile body was offering no resistance. “Nod your head, if you are finally willing to tell the truth.” You nod, frantically. Your bladder is filling and your eyes are watering. Kaye mercifully stops as you gasp air. “Okay Blake. First question. Are you attracted to all the beautiful girls here?” “I…am attracted “huhuh” to every girl here I “huhuh” am not biolo “huh” biologically related to.” you puffed. She grins. “If I had a strap-on, would you let me pound your ass?” You flush before quickly replying “yes.” You surprised yourself with your answer. “Have you ever sucked a cock?” “No, only pussy. I love pussy.”

“If I wore a strap-on, would you suck it?” The thought made you want to throw up, , but you were scared to give that answer. “Would you put it in my ass after?” Your eyes widened, you hadn’t expected to say that. “Liz, you still have the monster, don’t you?” “Sure do.” replied Liz. “Then absolutely I would, Blake.” Your body heats up at the thought. “I…I…If you were going t-to take my an…anal cherry , then I w-would s-suck it.” Why were saying this things? Kay’s grin transformed into a crocodile smirk. “Girls, let our ticklish princess go. Blake, you are on sitting on my lap.” You practically scramble unto Kaye’s lap.

She gives you a gentle rib squeeze, which makes you squeal. “You’re mine now, Blake.” she whispered before passionately leaving a mark, first on the side of your neck, then on your lips as she pressed her tongue against yours.