The patrons are too discerning

(This is a smut chapter.)

You’re thankful that the museum isn’t terribly busy, but that doesn’t mean it’s empty. People flit in and out of the entryway semi-frequently, and they all throw glances at the three nude “statues” in the center. Fortunately, you have no trouble pretending to be a statue because you’re a pure girl who has no reaction to the roaming eyes of perverted strangers. Grey’s obviously cool and classy enough to remain calm, too. Marie, though, you’re worried about. She’ll probably blow your cover by getting angry.

Within a few minutes, a big, round man in a sweaty t-shirt walks in alongside a scrawny guy, both of them wearing glasses and looking like total nerds. Wait… Oh no… One of them is the nerd from the cave! What if he recognizes you!?

The fat one takes quite a liking to your “exhibit”. He remarks, “Mr. Cummingham, you sure have outdone yourself this time. They look so real!” He walks directly in front of Grey. “Ahhhh, this tall and stacked one is really in my strike zone. I wish I could take her home and make her my personal maid… If there are no ropes, it means I won’t get in trouble for having a quick feel, right?”

The man grabs Grey’s boob unceremoniously, having to reach upwards due to the elevated platform and her sheer height. Grey gasps lightly, but the man doesn’t seem to catch on. “It’s so soft! If only I could wake up to these heavenly hemispheres every day!” His pensive, one-handed fondling turns to eager groping of both Grey’s tits. He must be quite absorbed not to hear her voice slipping out between her heavy breaths. Before long, his curiosity grows, and that’s when the problems start.

“This position shows off the fact that even the interior of this statue’s sex has been sculpted. Given the quality of the material so far, I wonder what it will feel like…”

“Bet you’re gonna moan,” Marie whispers.

Beholden to Marie’s prediction, Grey lets out a sound as soon as the man’s fingers invade her tunnel. “Ahn~!”

The man freezes. “Soft, pliable material… Undeniably wet in the vaginal region… Audible voice… And a facial expression of great embarrassment… Mr. Cummingham, you genius! Who needs statues when you have the real thing!”

Ever respectful and formal, Grey clears her throat and takes the diplomatic approach. “S-Sir, I understand your confusion, but I am, in fact, a statue. You would not wish to be the type of unusual individual who fondles or fornicates with a statue, would you? I respectfully ask that you remove your fingers from my delicate womanhood at once, and cease any further-”

“You may call me ‘Master’.” Disregarding her entirely, the chubby nerd drops his pants and begins ramming his cock in and out of Grey’s pussy just as unceremoniously as he began feeling her up.

“*OHH!* P-Please do not have intercourse with the s-statues, sir! I mean Master!”

Grey’s attempt at gaslighting seems to have failed…

You’d be more worried about her if you weren’t currently enduring the rough groping and malicious glare of the scrawny nerd you saw yesterday. “Did you think I wouldn’t recognize you? Huh!? Even now, you’re getting in the way of me presenting my findings to the museum! Fortunately, I’m not in a dark, musty cave anymore, so I have plenty of time to teach you a lesson! Well, more like a second lesson, since a bimbo like you needs a lot of them.”

You swallow your pride at getting called a bimbo again and try to talk your way out of this predicament. “Oh, uh, y-you’re not allowed to touch the statues in this exhibit because… you’re not a true fan of us! Otherwise, you’d know that I’m not a bimbo. You can’t become a true fan, either, because I said so- *OH!* Nggghhh…”

The nerd’s belt has already hit the floor, and his cockhead has already hit your cervix. Gatekeeping didn’t work either!? Just like that, you and Grey have gone from elegant, refined expressions of female beauty, to huge-titted, moaning whores getting their bodies used like free samples at the supermarket. Marie snickers quietly enough to avoid drawing attention, but not quietly enough to avoid pissing you off. She’s the one who got in trouble, so who does she think she is to laugh at the girls who are getting harassed on her behalf? And why doesn’t she have a stranger inspecting the material of her pussy!?

The rod in your slit makes you realize just how soaked and sensitive you’ve already gotten. Is this really just from standing around naked? Your tunnel is tingling with pleasure, and the hand pawing at your tit is only making it better! …You mean worse! How are you supposed to pretend you’re a statue if you’re battling the pleasure of getting fucked in plain sight!?

Before long, Grey’s moans get a bit louder and higher. “M-Master, I assure you I am *COMPLETELY* i-inorganic! P-Please *WITHDRAW* yourself from my *STATUE* womanhood!”

The large man is unconvinced by her words. “A shy, dishonest maid is the best kind! Fortunately, your body tells the truth. A statue won’t have an orgasm, so if I make you orgasm, will you admit that you’re a dirty maid who loves to cum on her Master’s huge, glorious rod?”

“I-I would prefer to not have an orgasm if possi- *UNGH!!!*” She lets out a groan as if she’s been punched in the gut, and then lets out many more as the boulderesque nerd repeatedly throws his entire weight into the tunnel between Grey’s fully-spread legs. The forceful fucking is more than she can take, and soon she begins whining pitifully as wet sounds emanate from her side of the pedestal. “I am a dirty maid… who loves to cum… on her Master’s huge… glorious… rod…”

Hearing the stoic head maid cumming on some loser’s penis doesn’t do wonders for your own morale. You’ve already made a sizeable puddle beneath you as the rude nerd’s penis plumbs your pussy freely without any signs of stopping. You’ve got to do something before he cums, otherwise you’ll be standing here leaking cum for the rest of the day!

“H-Hey, *ooohhhhh* nerd? You’re p-pretty bad at *THIS!* Oh fuck… You should proooobably just *AH* stop. A loser like you w-will always… have… b-bad *TECHNIQUE!*” Hopefully he’ll realize that proper sex with a sophisticated lady like yourself is beyond his station, and that he should just give up. Ideally, he’ll also feel bad for even trying.

The nerd angrily replies, “Shut up! I’m tired of you running your imbecilic, bimbo mouth when you barely have the brainpower to speak in the first place!”

“HOW DARE- *MMPH*” A hand over your mouth keeps you from getting your disagreement out, and at the same time, he starts pumping into you even faster. You’d counter with the classic spit-on-hand technique, but you’re a little too busy moaning like a whore at the moment, due to the nerd’s “bad technique” which is more than enough to satisfy your simple pussy. Add in a lack of oxygen, and you’re on the fast track to a climax. If this keeps up, you won’t be able to call his technique bad anymore…

“Loser cums now,” Marie whispers.

You process Marie’s words just in time to realize you can’t do anything about them. “*MMMPH MMMMGHGH!*” You tremble from your cunt, all the way to your curled, upward pointing toes as orgasm overtakes you. With your legs completely spread, you have far too little muscle control to stop yourself from squirting all over the stranger’s cock as he keeps plowing you with no mercy for your spasming pussy. The sloshing of your pussy juice is loud, but you can still barely hear the sound of Marie snickering at you for proving yourself a loser. Nerd dick is… surprisingly strong…

Having easily overcome any verbal obstacles posed by you or Grey, the nerds enjoy the two of you freely until speeding up their movements drastically. With one more calamitous thrust, they begin to empty their balls within you and your partner in statuehood. Still muted by the nerd’s hand, you let out muffled sounds of frustrated lust, enjoying the warmth and fullness but dreading the patrons’ eyes which will inevitably be staring at your slick, slutty, cum-dripping flower.

As your own patron steps away from his handiwork, you notice that Grey’s whorish mewling has only risen in pitch. “I am already stretching! P-Please, cease ejaculating at once!” she pleads. You see the bump forming in her otherwise smooth belly, no doubt from a creampie much bigger than her womb can handle.

“Apologies, my lovely maid,” the big nerd pants, still occasionally thrusting between cumshots. “This is my first time, so *huff* I have saved up a lot for my one, true love. Aren’t you glad? *huff* That you could bear *huff* my entire gift?”

Grey sighs, “I cannot believe my womb is being flooded to overflowing by a man who was too inept to gain female companionship before now… I even called him Master…” She sounds completely detached from reality.

Seemingly satisfied after blowing their loads into a couple of “statues”, the nerds pull out and take a breather. In the brief intermission, Marie finally loses her composure and bursts out laughing. “You two are the worst statues ever! Seriously, Grey? Calling some nerd your ‘master’ as he stuffs you with nerd cum? And Emilia even came exactly when I thought she would! What a pair of losers! Cumming on nerd dick is seriously lame.”

“C’mon Marie. Quit being so mean to us,” you whine.

Marie retorts, “Then quit being such losers and I won’t have to make fun of you.”

Grey wonders aloud, “Am I truly the bottom rung? The lowest hurdle? A woman designed to be accessible even to society’s lowest common denominator? Is that why I feel so complete and fulfilled after being burdened with the semen of the socially inept?”

Having recovered, the fat nerd stands in front of Marie. “I knew that karma would reward me sooner or later. Not only do I get my first time with a tall, buxom bombshell, but my second time shall be with an egotistical, big-titted popular girl who’d normally never let me anywhere near her!”

The whiny nerd slinks his way behind Marie with a similar idea in mind. “I won’t miss an opportunity to punish another bimbo bully!”

“Touch me and you’re dead, nerds” Marie growls, her mood now soured.

“She won’t do anything,” you comment.

“She could not harm a fly,” Grey adds.

That’s all the encouragement it takes for the nerds to impale Marie from both sides, forcing a decidedly uncool squeal out of her and undermining any attempts at girlbossing. Their thrusts are brutal, fueled by delusional lust and righteous fury which Marie has no defense against. Getting both her holes used by society’s outcasts, you can practically see her social standing fall before your eyes. If nothing else, you can certainly hear it. The girl is moaning as though she’s found true love.

“She’s soaking wet, even more than her sister!” the fat nerd declares. “I think we have chemistry. She must be the seemingly-perfect knockout girl who’s deeply insecure and ends up falling for the ordinary everyman!”

Marie cries, “*OHHH* Ew, n-no! Get your nerd dicks o-out of *MEEEE-EEEEE!*”

Heedless of her command, the nerds speed up, seemingly spurred on by Marie’s disdain for them. Their hips smack hers with enough **** to make her body bounce within its bindings, her tits wildly flailing around in mockery of whatever social superiority she may have once had. As the boys continue pistoning in and out, Marie continues peppering in whatever insults she can manage between whorish moans. “You *DWEEBS* better s-stop! *RIGHT NOW!* Freaks like you should stay a *THOUSAND MILES* away from my pussy, and a *MILLION* away from my *ASSHOOOOOLE!*” As much as she may claim to hate it, she can’t hide the pleasure in her voice.

The whiny nerd answers, “We don’t have to take orders from you, stupid bimbo!” He follows with a smack against her ass.

“DID YOU JUST SPANK- *FUCK FUCK FUCK AHHHH!*” Marie repeatedly yelps as she suffers a storm of wrathful spanks. You’re fairly certain the nerd is working out some personal issues on her rapidly-reddening ass. Meanwhile, your fellow snobby statue seems to have reached her limit.

“Loser cums now,” you blurt.

Marie snaps, “HUH!? FUCK Y- *AHHHHHHHH FUUUUUUCK!!!*” Shuddering and screeching in an obvious display, Marie is struck by an orgasm from getting double-stuffed with nerd cock. Not granted any mercy, Marie remains sandwiched between the nerds as they pound away at her unguarded, spasming holes. She depletes most of the dignity she had left by squirting it out as girlcum, and the rest vanishes as you and Grey laugh at her. Getting spanked and ridiculed while cumming, Marie’s face turns a bright shade of humiliated red which is deeply satisfying to look at.

Having sent Marie into spasms, the nerds are getting close, but they can still spare some words to verbally admire their handiwork. The whiny nerd says, “You talk like you’re better than us, but you cum like any other whore! Popular girls are just prostitutes who fuck for clout instead of cash!”

The fat nerd adds, “She came so hard that we must be compatible! Let’s skip straight to marriage! Call me Darling as you tell me how much you love being full of my seed!”

Grey interjects, “Do be sure to fill her to the brim, if you would.”

Marie doesn’t even have time for a quip before her cunt and backdoor are both flooded with hot cum. She lets out a displeased moaning sound, but can’t manage any words except, “I love being full… of your seed… Darling…” The whiny nerd shoots his load, throws another storm of slaps against Marie’s ass, then pulls out with satisfaction. The fat nerd, on the other hand, stays lodged in her popular pussy for several more seconds, prompting the cum-stuffed statue to look down at her stomach and watch it start to stretch from an excess of cum. She goes wide-eyed with panic, and a moment later, she starts cumming again. The fat nerd finally withdraws, causing her pussy to immediately squirt out some extra semen due to being far too full.

Having turned three confident, beautiful, out-of-reach girls into their personal cocksleeves, the nerds get dressed and walk off with satisfaction. They mutter to each other, “Hey, did you get any of their names?”

“The one in the middle was Marnie, I think?”

“That sounds more like a Galarian name…”

With no other visitors at the moment, you say aloud, “You know, I hear that cumming on nerd dick is seriously lame.”

“Shut up…” Marie growls, still in orgasmic afterglow.

Grey adds, “I certainly would hate to be the one to call a nerd ‘darling’ while getting stuffed with nerd cum.”

“It’s not funny!” Marie barks. “My pelvis feels really warm and glowy and weird… I think something happened…”

“And what would you like your loser sister to do about it?” Grey asks.

Marie groans.

For about another half an hour, you’re exposed to all patrons going in and out of the museum. Since the three of you have cum leaking from your holes and pooling in puddles beneath you, nobody treats you like statues anymore, instead preferring to ogle you judgmentally while offering degrading commentary. At least you’re not so swollen with cum that your tummy is stretched out, like Grey and Marie. They look like they could stay in these positions for an entire day and still not be empty… The only solace from the buffet of shame is Mr. Cummingham, venturing out from his office to check on the status of his wonderful exhibit.

“My word! What happened to you? Never before have I had an exhibit vandalized the same day I presented it. You’re all a filthy mess. A disgrace to art!”

You all begin to object, “But-” only to be cut off by the curator.

“No, say no more. I know precisely what happened. You three spiteful harlots **** my good-natured patrons into defiling you, simply to undermine my attempts to bring the unmatched beauty of the female form, in the flesh, to my museum.”

Assorted sounds of outrage burst forth from the three of you, but Mr. Cummingham ignores them entirely. “It is far too much trouble to keep you around any longer! Come now, I will have you all vacate the premises.

“And never!”

“Come!”

“Back!”

Mr. Cummingham throws each of you out through the side door of the museum, still naked and full of cum. Your clothes end up scattered on the ground in a disorganized mess.

“This museum…” you mumble, “is the enemy of all women.”

“I must agree,” Grey says.

“Literally,” Marie drones.

You all pass out.