Nicole, Phoebe, and Jillian (3 Futa)

You take a moment to peruse the room, searching for a different selection than the captain and the two futa babes in the corner. You know they’d love to continue the fun — either by using Bella or being used — but you’ll make sure they get their entertainment at a different time.

There’s a group of teammates still in the open showers that catches your eye. With curves that make hourglasses envious, and equipment enough to even make you blush, you glaze up and down the figures of three more futa, their skin glistening with soap and hot steamy water as they wash each other down. Deciding to re enter the showers, you shed your towel, tossing it onto a nearby bench before you step back onto the warm wet tile. Immediately, steam envelops your body, clinging to your skin as the warmth takes over, followed by splatters of water that dot your figure. As you finally enter the stream of the shower head, you press up against the wall as you face the three shimmering beauties.

“Hey there ladies,” you speak just above the sprinkling of the running water, “good work tonight. You all looked fantastic out there. And in here…” you trail off, letting your eyes do the rest of the talking. You set your sights among the suds and clouds of bubbles, hiding much of their forms for the time being.

“Mmm, much appreciated, Allie. You were a big star of the show, too.” Nicole mentions, her deceptively peaceful gaze peering into you as she washes some soap off of her deep caramel skin, somehow keeping the bubbly veil around her groin. “But… it’s not every day the vice captain comes up to us just to commend our performance. What’s up?” She turns to face you, her wavy raven hair bearing a sheen that makes your heart flutter.

You smirk: “I guess you saw right through me, Nicky, as always.” Sighing, you slip a little closer to them, eyeing Phoebe and Jillian now, the twin sisters equally matching your lustful stare. “I’ll keep it straight and simple. I’m taking Bella back to my place — I think she’s still up for another few rounds. And the three of you seem like perfect candidates to… let’s just say ‘help me out’ with entertaining Bella. You in?”

Your words seemingly infuse the girls with a renewed vigor, as you see their arousal soon become visible. Nicky is the first to reveal herself, her completely jet black horse cock piercing the mound of bubbles like in front of her crotch, the dark figure breaking the pristine white surface in an instant. But her cock looks different than the ones you’ve seen. Two slits sit on her doubly-sized dick, sitting side by side in a fused state. Her double barrel shotgun cock pulses a steady tempo as she steps into the shower, letting the bubbles wash away. The whole length down, her cock runs like two adjoined into one — perfect for stretching out any hole and filling them twice as much. Below sits her leathery horse balls — three of them, to be exact. All of them sit heavy and full, ready to pump more cum into whatever hole she chooses.

“I like the sound of that,” a silky voice breaks your stare away from Nicky’s horse shaft. Both of the twins toss back their wet, auburn hair, idly groping at their porcelain hued breasts, the fat, perky orbs shining with each slow and deliberate movement. “We think Bella would be pleased with this,” Phoebe continues with a devilish grin, tossing back her wet auburn mane. The twins reach into each other’s bubble mound, the lewd sounds from their cocks echoing along the shower walls as they spring out of the frail collection of soapy suds. Just as their bodies are, identical pink mottled horse dongs fly out, growing in huge surges by the second. And then another. And another. You gulp, monitoring their six huge flared penises as they all reach a terrifyingly semi-erect length of 24 inches. Jillian smiles, her velvety chuckle a lower, softer timbre than her twin, “Three is the bare minimum for us, Allie. Some of the girls tonight wanted six or seven — each — we were all too happy to oblige.” As the shower sprinkler rinses off the sudsy areas around the girls, you see the true powerhouses behind those cocks. Not only do they sport more cocks than the normal futanari — each pulsing, juicy dick has a fat ballsack sitting at its base. In total, you look upon twelve full, melon-sized nuts, more than enough to satisfy Bella many times over.

“I think Bella’s gonna love this,” you murmur to yourself, a slight smile playing across your face. “Meet me at mine in an hour?”