Some jumping around, Bailey and Paige get a turn

• a bit of a delay on this one, bit longer to make up for that. (I really do want to make this a long running thing).

“Its fuckin’ hilarious dude.”

Jason’s buddy chuckled, he leered at her massive funbags as they swirled in hypnotic shifts.

“Like, man, you just fuck her wherever and she just… does that! What I’d give to have a crazy bitch like that.”

Jason grunted as Bailey bounced on his cock. He held her by the golden ponytail swaying behind her. Her eyes looked heavenward, glazed and euphoric, her lips split in a rictus as wet squelches of pre squirted from her beaten nether lips.

“I’m not stopping you dude, if you want one so bad then go and fucking get one.” He growled, momentarily turning his sneer from his “slutty girlfriend” to the wide-bodied guy standing close by.

Bailey moaned, her body alive with bliss, keenly aware of the occasional passing glances towards her, each igniting the primal sense she craved so much.

“Awww come on man. It’s not that easy. All of the sluts are either getting passed around or just so batshit insane that its not worth it. I want what you have, a fucktoy all to myself.”

He watched Bailey, his eyes flashing with jealousy as her tits flopped, long ago free from the tight top she had been wearing.

Jason’s grunts seemed to take on an anger as his ire rose with his friend’s pestering.

“Well tough luck then, guess you’re not man enough.”

The friend spat in annoyance, daringly close to the mating couple.

“Fuck you too man!”

He kicked at the ground, not quite stomping off in clear exasperation.

With rough motion, Jason suddenly pulled Bailey by the hair, forcing her back against his chest. He reached around, digging a fistful of her massive breast. She mewled in painful pleasure.

“You see what I have to deal with because of you? You’re such an absolute whore that I have people begging me to pass on a piece of your fat ass.”

“If she’s so terrible then why don’t you let her go?”

The question was so sudden and the presence of the one speaking so unexpected that it completely threw off Jason’s next thrust. He turned, confused to see a girl in a sundress sitting right next to him.

“You two look like you’re having fun. Shouldn’t that camaraderie extend to friendship as well?”

Jason looked fully flabbergasted now, staring at the girl who so curiously watched along. Bailey belatedly followed the distraction, only realizing after Jason’s rough punishment had halted. She blinked, confused, finally recognizing her room mate who seemed to be interested but in a more… academic way?

Bailey grimaced, turning her face aside.

“What do you want Paige. I’m… busy.”

“Hi Bailey!” Paige said, waving animatedly even as she looked in closer. She watched as one large drop of effervescent fluid dripped down the inside of one thigh, rounding down and disappearing beneath.

“Oh, don’t mind my presence, continue apace! Please!” Paige said, twirling her finger in a “lets keep going” motion.

“The fuck? Who are you?” Jason said, ignoring as Bailey started to shift up and down once more. She blushed fiercely, however her expression remained stern.

“I live at her house. Now, Bailey, this public carnal pose pleases you? I cannot do as you do so my sense of all these things is muddled.”

Paige frowned at the end of her statement, ignoring as Jason stared in befuddlement.

“Urrghh…”

Bailey glanced her way, a frown crossing her features for a moment.

“Yes? Of course it fucking feels good. It’s like anything Paige, it’s just my… “thing”. Feels like… I don’t know… you should know if you’ve tried yours… just fulfilling, like I’m in the right place.”

Bailey’s tone had wandered on, her chest heaving in excitement as she bounced quicker on his cock, her eyes dancing this way and that to see all the people walking around…

Suddenly she caught herself and she dropped onto Jason’s crotch, annoyance flashing in her expression.

“Leave me alone Paige.” She turned her face away, placing her hands on Jason’s legs as she returned her focus to getting pleasure out of the experience.

Paige nodded, turning to jason. “She needs to continue exploring, perhaps she’ll one day find what is needed.”

She patted him on the shoulder and left, seeming unperturbed by any part of the situation.

“Bailey!” he grunted, tugging on her hair hard enough to make her wince. “Who the fuck was that?!”

She struggled, the primal part of her making her want to just drag her lips up and down the pole of his dick and ignore anything else…

“She-she said it… she’s my roommate…” Bailey whimpered.

“Psht.” Jason chuckled.

“Figures, that’s even more embarrassing, you know. I’m going to need to find more ways to punish you to make this whole thing worth it…

Bailey whimpered again, only the barest amount of relief coming when he finally began to thrust again.

—

Aurora groaned unhappily, she blinked, the morning light so blinding that it just caused her headache to flair with blinding radiance. She blinked a few more times, slowly getting to a point that she could look out the window. Wait… it didn’t look like morning…

She jumped out of bed with a start, making a sudden noise of alarm as she caught herself between her twisted sheets and went plummeting over the side of the mattress. She clattered to the floor in a twisting clump of limbs and sheets, moaning and annoyed with her own clumsiness. Climbing to her feet however, she realized how sore she felt, her legs, arms and… crotch?

Her eyes widened in shock as the memories from the previous night hit her. The complete perversion and lustful need…

She’d pushed her body from orgasm to orgasm. She could remember distinctly the smell that had ignited something inside her, the raunchy thick pungency that had come from Jenny’s room and thinking of the huge horsecock she had been hiding all this time. Aurora had never thought about Jenny in that way before, her interest in women had been passing at the maximum before, but after accidentally giving herself all of the sexual interests of her friends (most importantly Jenny) she somehow thought of that virile member attached to the small frame of her friend in only the most vile and lust-fueled way.

She could sense her own musk now, it permeated Aurora’s room in much a similar way that Jenny had seemed to have achieved in her own space. It clung thickly to every intake of breath, almost feeling like a physical thing filling her senses and causing her body to react in eager anticipation.

She shivered, closing her eyes and tightening her lips in concentration. She needed to get this under control, her fingers itched to just touch herself once more, to give in and just set off another string of blissful climaxes…

Somehow she had messed up on her entry into MPCG, what had been meant as a simple way to help her make better future transformations to others had backfired and now… she might as well be another Jenny.

Which… as she thought about it… wasn’t all terrible… just, she had no idea that the girl had been THIS perverted.

“Fuck.”

She shook herself, instead deciding to take a shower, calm down a bit and hopefully reset somewhat.

After a long and hot shower… where there may have been some noises, some moans and soppy wet climaxes… she finally exited and made her way to the kitchen, dressed and with her backpack slung over one shoulder.

She’d be late to class but that was hardly avoidable now.

“Yo, wassup”

Aurora halted in the entry to the main room, blinking a couple of times as she watched Jenny snacking on something on the couch while the tv across from her played some sort of cooking show.

“You sounded like you had fun last night.” Jenny gave her a conspiratorial grin “I might have stopped by to listen for a bit.”

She spooned up another big helping of granola, milk dripping from the corner of her mouth as she slurped up the sweet treat.

Aurora stopped like a deer in the headlights, stricken and tense, fighting the urge and losing as her eyes wandered down her roommates slim form.

Shirtless with her tiny tits poking into the cool air, she laid back, her legs spread lengthwise down the couch as she leaned against one end. Her sweats hung loosely over her thighs, covering her legs with the defined shape of her fat cock running down one inner thigh.

Aurora’s gaze lingered there, watching as it pulsed once, tensing underneath the fabric of Jenny’s sweats, the flared and flat tip just barely visible because of it’s humongous shape.

The room remained quiet but for the sounds of the tv and Jenny’s lips as she smacked and chewed on the sweet granola breakfast for a few moments as the unspoken tension rose.

“Y’know I started streaming. That’s what I was doing when you checked on me yesterday.”

That was enough to break Aurora’s attention away from staring at her roommates bulge and as she met Jenny’s knowing gaze her dark cheeks colored, the chocolate complexion turning a pinkish hue.

“I… might have shared that it was a cute roommate of mine at the door and a few of my followers were curious if you might be interested in making an appearance?”

It took Aurora a moment to break the fog of repressive lusts swirling in her mind, going over the words that her roommate had just spoken a few times before it hit home what she thought she’d just heard.

“W-what?”

“I told them you were hot though, so of course they’d want to see you.” Jenny continued, this time blushing slightly herself.

An awkward silence remained, now only interrupted by the hum of the tv.

“Uh-uhm… not for free of course, I’m sure they’d donate plenty to see both of us…”

“Uh… maybe?” Aurora said, her voice more of a question than anything.

“Great!” Jenny smiled, her cock pulsing once strongly as a sly grin began to show at the edge of her dripping lips.

Again, another long and awkward silence in which both girls seemed to struggle to look directly at one another for longer than a moment or two. Long enough to catch a glimpse one another's assets…

“Right, uhm… see you later… Jenny.”

Spell broken, Aurora not-quite rushed out the door, feeling more out-of-breath than normal as she walked down the sidewalk.

—

Besides classes Paige didn’t often hang out with people. Her roommates were accommodating enough, they’d pretty much accept her presence any time. Everyone thought she was weird however, so between classes she was usually all by herself. Which was fine, Paige wasn't against friendship, it was generally a nice thing. Much like the traditional views of sex it also had its problems but she was less laser-focused on fixing that issue. Mostly because she forgot it was a problem, but whatever. Now she was more worried about this homework.

She sat under a tree, enjoying the middle of the day where she could see much, but be unbothered by other people and the harsh sunlight. Luckily on the very edge of the campus property was a protected forest which students did come out to, just not often enough to crowd out Paige where she sat. Papers lay scattered out on the ground around her, she’d been at this for a while, focusing on one assignment, switching about every 30 minutes to the next when she inevitably ran out of focus. She’d always been a little bit hair-brained, which had only grown worse as her new zoic seemed to make her llibido spike so hard in short bursts that it was hard not to cum every hour or so.

She held her phone in one hand, the other, teasing out another orgasm under her sundress. She pursed her lips, staring at the screen and the open app as her body suddenly convulsed, her back arching in climax even as she continued to look at the screen with a contemplative expression.

It was annoying to have to focus on her schooling and she wanted some way to either streamline it or make it more fun to do…

She enjoyed her classes of course. They were always filled with so many interesting and odd people! The teachers, so stern and confident, their students, either petulant or subservient but locked regardless in that place. It made for an exciting combination in which Paige felt like she was always surprised with the results. But how to extend that fun to outside of the class? Should she become a teacher? No… that would be boring because then she wouldn’t get to watch! Also, if Paige was honest about it, she probably would just weird out the students, which could be interesting but in a different way and probably not as much…

“Yep yep.”

She really did like how the Zoic’s worked, even if her libido now was way out of control. It was a small price to pay to see people acting in such interesting ways around each other as well as acting in ways that seemed more… honest.

There was something there… extending the actions in class into these new zoic forms…

A small twist of a smile appeared on the edge of her mouth. She could figure out later how to do that, for now she needed a bit of help with her studies.

Too easy to get distracted.

I am multiple selves, souls twisted and contained in several spaces. Wholly unified but separated, a soul with many places to exist and coexist in purpose.

Paige split. Her body morphed like some blob of play doh being purposefully molded and stretched. Her mass extended, reshaping into another form beside her original space, and then another and another… one by one her other selves were shaped and sat on the grass until there was a small circle of exact duplicates all grinning at each other.

No words needed to be spoken, no difference could be discerned between any of them whether from outside or within. Thoughts passed between them as they got to work on all the late assignments arrayed on the grass. Each worked on their own, the overall consciousness still passing interest from one to the next in bursts as her interest shifted while the individual minds, no less “Paige” than the central “Paige”, continued to work on their own assignments.

Meanwhile one or two at a time would move aside to deal with the high libido of their body’s. Light moans and whimpers emanated from the group all at once as their senses were intertwined, causing any time for one of them to go and relieve the ever present tension to cause quaking shudders of bliss to rush through each and all nervous systems.

—

“Seriously? You’re gonna chicken out now? What do you think we were just doing? Not like you have any pride to save anymore after riding me in front of everybody! Everyone knows you’re just a brainless slut so what's the point of pretending?”

Jason and Bailey stood in Bailey’s room, the dim evening light coming in through the window showing the pair in a not quite confrontational stance.

“Th-thats different…”

“Different? Hah! You’d like to think that wouldn't you, bitch?”

“It’s… its my zoic-” she half-whispered, staring off to the side away from Jason’s contemptuous grinning face.

“Doesn’t fucking matter. You’re my bitch and you’re gonna put out whenever and wherever I want. Just because you’re easy to spread in front of other people doesn’t mean you get a free pass when people aren't staring at your fat pussy.”

He leaned in close, grabbing her wrist and twisting so as to make her turn towards him.

“Or do you wanna give up? Fuck knows I can just find some other **** bird-fuck to bend over.”

The heat from his breath caused the hair on the back of her neck to rise.

When she didn’t reply, just standing there with her arm held in an uncomfortable twist, not struggling but still not giving in, he frowned, aware now that he might actually lose his “conquest”.

He growled, anger flaring in his eyes.

“Fine, you **** me to do this.”

He pulled out a phone… her phone, she belatedly realized by the screensaver. She stared, heart dropping into the pit of her stomach as she watched him angrily type out the password that he’d **** out of her.

She regretted giving it to him, regretted getting together with him and hated how weak she felt watching him use the app once more. Even now she felt the weight of her oversized tits, she’d been unable to not notice their presence for the past two days. Whenever she walked to classes, hyper aware of their physical sensitivity as well as the many eyes that she seemed to draw with them. Most of all whenever Jason fucked her in the quad, each time as he seemed to so enjoy tugging them out of whatever cover she managed to scrounge together in the mornings. He’d just whip them out whenever she was distracted with her zoic, seeming to enjoy the way she looked with her eyes crossed and tits bouncing wildly out for everyone to see…

“This should make you a better whore.” he said, typing and then… there was a flash of something to Bailey’s side.

Jason looked down at himself, holding the phone to his side while he searched for something.

“Fuck!”

Anger filled his features as he shifted his attention to Bailey again.

“Fuck this fucking broken ass app!”

He chucked the phone, nearly missing Bailey, hitting the wall behind her with a hard thud.

Bailey flinched back, relieved when it didn’t hurt her but then again feeling a spike of fear in her chest as she turned around to see what the result had been. A pit formed in her stomach as she stared at her phone, now with a deep crack all the way across the screen and only flickers showing.

“Should have known you’d try something like that. FUCK!”

Wet slurps and quiet moans accompanied his growling anger.

Bailey turned back around and got an eyeful, Staring as a girl she partially recognized slid her puffy wet lips along the thick shape of Jason’s huge cock.

Wait.

Bailey watched this girl, a slim and athletic dirty-blond she now recognized from school as she eagerly, almost drunkenly sucked and licked Jason's fat dick. His dick had not been nearly as large as it was now, rising so far that this new girl had plenty to work her lips over even as one hand wrapped around its base.

“Jessica?!”

The girl’s eyes, glazed and happy, shifted belatedly, as if through a haze. She glanced to the side, sighting Bailey nearby.

“What’s up Ball-eater? Wanna turn suckin’ master’s dick?” she said, giggling throatily as her tongue slipped further out, wrapping nearly half-way around the huge piece of meat jutting into the air.

Ball eater?

Bailey’s face contorted in confusion. Where had a name like that come from? And why was Jessica, one of the most popular girls from the soccer team, doing here sucking Jason’s cock. Jason wasn’t that popular, or at least Bailey didn’t remember that being the case. Did he make himself more popular or did making his dick that big just have that kind of effect?

“Keep going slut, I’m about to blow.”

Jason grabbed Jessica’s hair, twisting her closer to his shaft as it pulsed and a white gooey substance shot from it’s tip.

Bailey watched on, transfixed, caught in the odd reality of the situation. Jessica moaned and shook, almost as if she too was experiencing a mind-numbing orgasm as she felt the shaft against her lips pulse and jerk with each shot of cum. Lewdly, her tongue slithered out, tasting the virility of his manhood as he grunted with the exertion of his climax.

Bailey’s eyes followed as one string shot straight at her, almost confused by the happenstance and then the next moment she was jolted from this weird reverie she'd fallen into as the cum hit her face, blinking as the splatter ran along one eye and down across her lips.

“You taste so good master, I love the taste of your filthy fat cock in my mouth-” Jessica mumbled against said shaft, one hand idly teasing inside her crotch as her eyes stared, lidded, up at her “master”.

“Fuck.” Jason grunted, finally on the come-down from his release as he returned his focus to the girl lovingly kissing and caressing his cock with her cheek and lips.

It all felt unreal to Bailey, what had he entered into the app to have done all of this? By all appearances Jessica was fully devoted to him and if anything they were a pair. If a bit of an odd one. That begged the question however of why Bailey was still here? Was she somehow a part of this… throuple? Were the dynamics of her relationship with Jason somehow different now?

She licked her lips, mulling it over in her head, humming in approval as she tasted... something.

Her eyes widened and she spat after realizing what she’d just done.

It was after a few moments that she realized that the taste on her tongue... the weirdly familiar but not taste, that she liked it.

It still tasted like cum, thick and salty, just… different. Almost… heady. It left a feeling on her taste buds that tingled, it sent a rush through her as she dwelled on the confusing flavor, a sort of low-rumble of ecstasy that **** her gaze to be drawn to the shaft where originally that thick load had exploded from and she began to rethink her position…

“Ooh… does ‘ball-eater’ want a lick?”

Jessica lapped at Jason’s tip, taking in the last few drops of white that burbled out. She turned around, grinning knowingly in Bailey’s direction.

“Wha-what? Uh… I mean no…” Bailey said, realizing that she’d been staring, watching with curiosity as Jessica licked up one rebellious droplet of juicy cum from her soft lips.

A moment too late she realized that Jessica had been crawling towards her and she was now close, too close and suddenly The other girl was on her. Her lips met with similarly soft cushions as Jessica’s mouth opened and her tongue **** its way into Bailey’s surprised lips. Bailey made a shocked noise around the intrusion which was curtailed by the sudden rush of euphoria brought on by the flavor on Jessica’s tongue. All at once, Bailey melted into the kiss as her mind reeled from whatever this was that she was tasting.

More and more she was realizing that something was very wrong with Jason's cum...

In a moment that could have been hours for all her spinning mind could understand, Jessica pulled back, a devious look in her lust-crazed eyes, leaving Bailey confused and gasping, her lips moving as if unsure if she wanted more.

“She’s warmed up master, make sure and fuck that dirty little whore mouth nice and hard.”

Bailey only half-grasped the statement, too caught in the sensations still buzzing through her system when she found something else in her face.

With a wet slap, Jason’s cock rested against her cheek, pressing against the edge of her lips. She looked up, watching him as he waited, swaying and directing his hard length with a hand.

“Well slut? You going to take your treat or am I going to have to punish you more?”

Bailey could barely breath. The smell of this, this… thing… it excited her so much.

Her heart pounded as her eyes wandered down to the hard shaft resting against her cheek. That sense from before, the flavor of his sticky cum, the raw, musky flavor stung prominent in her mind. It ignited something inside her, something she had never felt before. It made it hard to think… to resist and her mind slowly became consumed with it.

She didn’t reply but as she breathed, her massively oversized cleavage on prominent display for Jason, her lips began to open, widening by small margins as if by some hidden hand.

He smiled as he slowly reposititioned his cock along the contours of her cheek, letting the wide head to press against, until, with a “pop” the tip entered the small “O” shaped hole.

Immediately Bailey felt a rush. Her whole spine tingled as the sense filled her, the taste on her tongue and the smell of her boyfriend's virile, addictive cock.

She wanted more.

“See? Not so hard is it my pet? All of you are so predictable, just put a cock in front of you and you’re brains turn to mush.” Jason said as he took a hold of her head and **** her down, cackling with glee.

Bailey gagged around it, with it’s increased size there was no way it would go down easily. Yet, despite the sudden pain of having her throat beat, she couldn’t deny her want, so she took it, and let Jason throat-fuck her. She did her best to let her throat open to him, to minimize the damage by changing the direction of her throat for an easier entry into the deeper parts of her but she could only do so much against this kind of brutality.

Besides, she loved it.

As he face-fucked her his cock began to leak pre, dripping and mixing into her senses, each droplet adding to the growing euphoria so that by the time he was jerking her by the hair harder as he neared his release, she barely noticed the pain through the raw bliss swirling through her mind. Her eyes glazed with lust as she reached for her clit, streaks of black running from her eyes and red from her lips as her body struggled with the brutal pounding.

Eventually she felt as his cock pulsed and he renewed his thrusts. Jessica knelt below her, rubbing the bulge in Bailey's throat and licking along her chin to catch any errant drops of those addictive juices.

Jason cursed loudly, grabbing and forcing Bailey’s face down the length of him as his cock surged and a blast of pressurized seed sprayed straight down her esophagus. She had one moment in which she could feel the rush of heat sliding down her internals and then the next moment the effects hit her.

She stared up, sightless as the most intense wave of raw bliss spiraled through her. Consciousness nearly left her, her body going limp and convulsing as her throat vibrated with pleasure. She became nothing for that instant, merely a container for this weird and wonderful sensation. Thoughts became fuzzed into non-existence, all worry and pain disappearing in an instant.

---

Eventually Bailey’s mind returned to reality. Lying on the floor, alone and cold with layers of caked cum stuck onto her skin. The room was dark and the breeze from the open window chilled her. Jason appeared to have left along with Jessica. She was comforted by the lack of his presence at first. The cold was however not the only reason she shivered. She wanted more… needed more. She sat in the dark for a moment, entertaining the thought of going to find him to drain him of more of that seed…

It was hazy but thinking back she could remember vague snippets, moments of clarity interspersed that made her think that their little session from earlier hadn’t been for just a short while.

How long had it been?

A flash of something in her periphery caught her attention. Crawling closer she was surprised to realize that it was her phone.

“Right, he threw it.” she whispered as she turned the cracked device over.

Pressing some buttons and tapping on it a few times, she grimaced, realizing the screen at least was completely useless. She would need to get it fixed if she could.

She sighed, getting up off of her knees with a groan. Looking down at herself, she couldn’t quite see but the way her whole body felt sticky she knew that she must be covered. Somehow she’d lost her clothes somewhere and the cold was making her sticky nakedness obvious.

Almost without thinking she licked her arm. She shuddered, eyes closing as even in this state the tang filled her senses with that same euphoria, just dulled enough that it lasted only for a moment. Still, it was hard to resist and before she knew it she had spent more time than she cared to think about licking everywhere that she could reach clean.

Eventually she crawled into her bed, hiding beneath the sheets with her skin freshly licked “clean”, holding her cracked device, curled up as the tears began to form.