Go to brunch, and learn about fluffers

David woke up, still sticky. As reality returned, he realized that Sarah was still pressed against him. She was an amazingly-hot reminder of this strange new reality.

How many cumshots had she taken last night? How many positions could he remember fucking her in? How much had she swallowed? Did she really swipe his cum from her pussy into her mouth? Was it all real? He hoped it was.

For that matter, how was he keeping up? Maybe there was some kind of factsheet about Fortiphine he could download?

As he watched her wake up, she seemed very pleased with herself.

He could only think of one question, "Sarah... can you explain it all again?"

She told him again about the virus, and how it made women super horny, and about Fortiphine firming and toning women's bodies, and giving men unlimited stamina. She was honest that spending all night having a guy all to herself was incredibly rare.

The two of them slowly started their day. Sarah made sure he took his daily Fortiphine dose.

David had no food in the house and suggested, "brunch?"

Sarah sighed, "I guess I'm going to have to share you some time."

David tried to connect the dots, but couldn't. He observed, "it's just brunch."

Sarah rolled her eyes.

David had been too overwhelmed to really look around as he returned home the day before. As Sarah drove to brunch, David got a good look at the world. He caught the occasional glimpse of a guy, but it seemed like the world was now basically all women.

All hot women. Fortiphine was apparently very effective. Everywhere he looked, every woman was toned and stacked.

Every piece of clothing he saw would have been unusually slutty before the virus. Cleavage poured out of bras. For that matter, bras remained uncovered. Asses pushed below short skirts and out of tiny shorts. Bikinis were, apparently, now completely acceptable casual attire.

Even Sarah had a tiny skirt and a top that was much too tight. She wouldn't have worn anything like that before.

Eventually, Sarah pulled up at a restaurant. "You'll like this place," she promised, "they have a reputation for having the best fluffers."

Trying to keep up, David asked, "the best what?"

Sarah ignored him and walked into the restaurant. She sat beside David and put her hand on his thigh. He looked at her and smiled.

They had barely sat settled when a stunning blonde wearing only a bikini approached their table and knelt in front of him. David stared wide-eyed. "I'm Taylor. Would you like me to be your fluffer today?"

"Um," David said, looking at Sarah.

Sarah took charge, "yes please."

David was stunned when she wordlessly pulled his cock from his pants and leaned forward, and took it in her mouth. He heard her moan appreciatively as her lips closed around it.

Sarah instructed, "don't make him cum yet. We're having a quiet morning."

The woman below the table slowly and methodically sucked his cock while David looked on.

Eventually he looked at Sarah in confusion.

"Most restaurants have fluffers for male customers now."

This explanation didn't change the confused look on David's face.

"Women want to go somewhere they might find a dick, so places want to be known as somewhere guys go. Fluffers bring in guys. The guys attract the girls. It's good for business. Girls are happy to volunteer."

David looked down at the woman sucking him and tried to process. "Volunteer?"

"Sure. It's actually one of the best ways to get a quick load for a girl who isn't captured."

Despite having many followup questions, David was distracted by the mouth wrapped around his cock. He watched her head bob slowly up and down along his shaft.

David looked around the restaurant. Most tables were all women. There were only a few guys, each with a bikini-clad girl kneeling in front of him. David seemed to be the only man in the place with only a single girl sitting beside him. Most had three or four scantily-clad women watching him get his cock sucked.

Except one table across the restaurant: there, a girl was leaning over the back of the booth while a guy fucked her doggy-style. Three other girls were watching, hands exploring both his body and the girl getting fucked.

When a waitress appeared, David was on running autopilot. He managed to order something without taking his eyes off Taylor.

While they waited for their food, David looked at Sarah. She was also watching the blonde enjoying David's cock.

David was stunned as he watched Sarah's hand slide between her legs. Her skirt was so short that a tiny adjustment revealed her naked pussy. It was glistening as her finger found her clit and started to slowly rub.

"Holy shit that's hot," he observed, watching her fingers swirl around her pussy.

David's eyes bounced back and forth between the blonde bobbing up and down his cock, and Sarah's exposed pussy as it got wetter and wetter.

She whispered to David, "do you want her to make you cum? Just tell her."

"Um... Taylor, I'd love to cum."

It was like he had turned on a vacuum cleaner. The blonde sucked David's cock like the cure for cancer was going to come out of it. It seemed like only seconds before she was close to her goal.

David looked at Sarah. Her fingers were a blur as they danced across her pussy, which was now soaking wet. He heard her pant, "fuck... holy fuck... fuck!"

That was all he could take. Taylor moaned happily when he started to erupt in her mouth. She kept frantically sucking him until she had swallowed every drop.

"Holy shit," he concluded.

The girl finally took her mouth off David's cock as the waitress brought their food. She looked up at him, "I could keep sucking while you eat if you want."

David was still stunned, "oh yeah... uh, that sounds..."

Sarah cleared her throat, interrupting him. She whispered, "it's considered impolite to let one fluffer monopolize your cock."

"Oh um... no thanks Taylor. I'll," he looked at Sarah for confirmation, "give somebody else a turn?" Sarah nodded.

A brunette whose name David forgot replaced Taylor. Sarah asked, "okay now we're going to have a quiet morning. Don't make him cum yet, okay?"

The girl looked up at Sarah, "sure." She leaned forward and gave the tip of David's cock a tiny kiss. She looked up at David, "anything you want. How about I focus on your balls? Taylor never gives balls enough attention."

"Um sure."

David did his best to concentrate on his food and conversation with Sarah while the brunette twirled her tongue around his balls. The slurping noises were particularly distracting.

It wasn't until David asked for the bill that her mouth wrapped around his shaft. There must have been some unspoken understanding that when the bill came, so did the guy. She wasn't as frantic as the first girl, but there was no question she was going to make David cum very soon.

He felt Sarah's breath on his ear. She was breathing heavily as she watched the show. She whispered, "fill her mouth."

It wasn't a suggestion David could resist. The brunette drained every drop from him again. When she was sure he had nothing left to give, she swallowed gratefully and stood up.

She said "thank you sir, come back any time," and wandered off.

David looked at Sarah, stunned yet again.