The next morning.

The next morning, Zair awoke with a start.
He wasn't sure what had woken him up, but he was alert and aware of his surroundings.
He was especially aware of how Francisca's huge, round soft tits were pressed against his side and how her long, silky blonde hair tickled his chest.

Zair didn't make a move to get up, instead he watched the sleeping Francisca while stroking the blonde's discreetly muscled back. She stirred and cooed softly in her sleep, but didn't seem to awaken. So Zair's hand travelled lower, until his large hand clutched one of Francisca's juicy, bronzed buttocks and squeezed it playfully.

Francisca simply crawled closer to Zair, and moaned softly. But she was still fast asleep.
“Pretty heavy sleeper for a thief.” Zair whispered to himself with a smile, while he carefully pulled away from the blonde and got up from the divan.

Suddenly, while Zair was stretching his weary limbs, a shriek resounded through the house.
For a moment he was worried that the people who had poisoned Lyn had found her and Alva, but when the woman shrieked again, he realized that it was a scream of pleasure. Not pain or fear. Relieved, Zair dropped his guard. And then thought of which of the women had shrieked so blissfully, and his cock started to rise as he imagined Sienna, then Alva and then the redhead called Perrima naked and in the throes of orgasm. Zair's imagination soon caused a massive bolt of precum to shoot from his cumslit, the blob of gluey liquid shot straight up in the air, and ended up splattering against the ceiling.

“Whoops!” Zair exclaimed as he examined the large blob of prejizz glued to the ceiling.
“I better do something about this,” “this” being his erect, precum drooling monstercock. “or Perrima will have a lot of cleaning up to do.”

And with that, Zair left the room and went downstairs.
Hoping desperately that the person that had previously cried out in pleasure, was Sienna. And that she was willing to drain his balls, or at least make it so that he wasn't about to paint Perrima's house white.

After Zair had searched some of the bedrooms, he found both Alva and Sienna asleep. While Perrima seemed to be too focused on some concoction she was making to take notice of him. So instead Zair followed his nose, and opened a door that lead towards the kitchen. But when he opened the door, he was suddenly faced with a blonde he had not seen before.

When she turned towards Zair, her eyes nearly bulged from her skull as she took in his naked form. He didn't notice of course, his eyes were drawn to the blonde's body.

While Zair was naked, the blonde wore a white dress that looked to be several sizes too small for her. Mountainous, gravity defying tits nearly exploded out of the dress every time the blonde drew a breath. And her hard nipples nearly cut through the fabric themselves. Zair eyed the two huge, juicy bronzed globes like a starved man eyed a plate of delicious food. And his cock, which had gone flaccid as he'd made his way through the house, suddenly grew erect again.

The blonde gasped softly, her deep blue eyes drawn to Zair's massive member. While she looked at his throbbing, prejizz drooling monstercock, her hands slowly went up to her juicy rack. But she seemed to stop herself and instead turned around. But if the reason for this was to hide her breasts from Zair's view, or to stop herself from staring at his mammoth meatpole? He did not know.

What he did know, was that the blonde also possessed one hell of an ass.
The white dress was stretched around her firm, meaty buns just as tightly as it was wrapped around her massive breasts and the hemline ended just below her peachy buttocks, giving Zair and excellent view of her broad hips and long, bronzed slender legs.

“Uuuhm...Hi.” the blonde muttered, getting Zair to rip his eyes from her juicy booty.

“Oh, er, sorry.” Zair quickly replied. “May I ask you who you are?” he then asked curiously.

“I'm Lyn.” the blonde responded.

“You look...different.” Zair said, after coming over the shock of Lyn's overnight transformation.

“Sorry, but have we met before?” the blonde asked, the confusion on her face was easy to see.

Zair rubbed the back of his neck.
“We, uh, 'met' yesterday. Let's have a seat and I'll explain.” he told Lyn, as he gestured at a nearby table and chairs.

After he had told Lyn of the events that had transpired last night, the two of them sat in silence for a while. But then, Lyn spoke up. “I suppose I should thank you for saving my life, then...” she told Zair.

Her voice sounded, to Zair's ears, tinged with lust.
“I didn't do much,” Zair assured her. “if you have to thank anyone, thank Sienna, Francisca and Perrima.”

But as he said so, he couldn't help but notice how the blonde's blue eyes were filled with lust, while a flush crept over her cheeks. “I will thank them as well, and maybe you can watch as I do so.” she said huskily.

“...Are we still talking about the same thing?” Zair asked in confusion.

Lyn simply giggled as she slowly pulled the too-small white dress over her head, to her it sounded like Zair was simply acting coy. But of course she did not know that the dusky stud had been a virgin until yesterday. It did not matter though, because as soon as her dress was over her head, and she flashed him her naked body, he took the hint and quickly got to his feet.

When he swept her up in a kiss, Lyn moaned loudly in his mouth.
Normally she would not do something like this, not with a stranger. But after being on the brink of ****, she decided that life was too short. She wanted to go on adventures, see new places and meet interesting people. And her new body had given her the confidence to act upon them, and thanks to her pumped up libido she also wanted to fuck these new and interesting people.

Speaking of her pumped up libido, this was the reason why she so easily pulled her dress up and kiss Zair. She had brought herself to orgasm with her fingers several times, and she discovered that she needed something inside of her. So after seeing Zair's massive member, and having to endure listening to his story without crawling over the table to screw his brains out, she was more than ready to do it now...

As they kissed, Zair felt something dribbling over his chest.
Looking down he saw how small rivulets of milk sprayed from Lyn's nipples. With a groan, Zair broke the kiss and simultaneously painted the blonde's flat stomach with a jet of his pearly prejizz. Then he bowed his head, and wrapped his lips around one of Lyn's nipple and softly started to suck.

Zair was surprised at the sweet taste of her milk, and started to suck on her sensitive nipple harder and hungrily swallowed the sweet tasting breast-milk. Lyn moaned above him, and as he sucked, girlcum streamed down her legs. Lyn let Zair do what he wanted to, until she could take no more and screamed in orgasm.

Lyn's long, sleek legs trembled while a shriek came past her full lips. A plume of her clear ejaculate geysered from her hot, twitching pussy and painted Zair and the floor in front of her.
When Zair eventually released her sensitive nipple from his mouth, he moved his mouth towards her other nipple. But Lyn stopped him, and shook her hands.

“Uh, uh,” Lyn wagged her finger, and smiled. “now it's your turn to do something for me.” she claimed, while grasping his fat, monstrous prick with both of her hands.

Zair smiled knowingly, and nodded his head.
“I believe I have and idea of what you want.” he said with the same knowing smile, and then suddenly picked Lyn up.

The blonde squealed and giggled in delight as Zair carried her to the table, and as he lay her on the table she cooed softly and spread her legs wide so that he could see the state of her plumped up labia. She then spread those plump lips apart to show Zair how pink, and how soaked her pussy was. Not able to resist such a sight, Zair dropped to his haunches in front of her and buried his face between her legs.

Lyn's thighs were around Zair's head, and they quivered occasionally as his tongue came near her swollen clit. Zair had decided to tease the top-heavy blonde and avoided the sensitive bud, but gave attention to her plump pussy lips and even explored the hot, wet interior of her pussy with his tongue. Finally, after he decided he had teased the blonde enough, he wrapped his lips around her erect clitty, and softly started to lap at it and when Lyn nearly hit her peak, he bit it softly until she shrieked loudly and firmly wrapped her thighs around his head. Her curvaceous form trembled as she showered Zair's face with her gelatinous juices, milk shot over his back and her orgasmic shriek sounded loud to his ears, even though they were covered by Lyn's thighs.

When her orgasm finally came to an end, her body went limp and Zair could finally stand up.
His face was drenched with Lyn's orgasmic juices, and he couldn't resist kissing the blonde as she laid there in post-orgasmic bliss. She happily tasted her own juices off of his lips, she actually seemed to be kissing him more hungrily than before. And when the kiss was finally broken, Zair pressed the fist-sized purple crown of his monstercock against her drooling honeypot.

“Do you know what comes next?” Zair asked, with a lewd grin.

“I think I do...” Lyn purred...