Break 6 continues

Nat closed his eyes as the water cascaded down his back. He hissed and his arm shot out to grab the side of the shower as a rush of pleasure coursed through him. "Fuck...Rach..." He whispered. His other hand was tempted, he slowly brought it closer and closer, but then he stopped. No...it just felt...wrong. He couldn't do it, he couldn't touch himself there.

Rachel had told him to go lie down on the bed, but instead he'd come here. It wasn't that he wasn't horny, that he didn't want to cum. It was just that he still felt like he was a man, and he wanted to reject the pleasure this body offered. That was easier said than done though. As far as he knew Rachel's permission was still in effect and right now...

It was awful. It was awful how good it felt. There was a phantom cock thrusting in and out of him. Worse, it was Oliver's cock. He knew Rachel was going to give Oliver a blowjob after he left and thanks to her transformation she felt oral penetration as vaginal. Thankfully his own transformation copying Rachel's pleasure didn't let him feel the blowjob itself, but it still creeped him out to know that the pleasure he was feeling was all thanks to Oliver's cock.

He adjusted the water again. It had been cold, now it was freezing. He tried not to think about the burning need between his legs. About the painfully stiff nipples on his chest. "Fuck..." He reached over and turned the temperature up. He couldn't stand it. As the shower started to steam up he finally gave in. This was his body now, unless he could somehow fix it in the game. He couldn't just ignore it forever. He looked down, stared at his chest. One hand came up and cupped a breast from underneath.

The feeling in his hand was familiar. As a man he loved to grope and squeeze his girlfriends of the past. Despite his muscular body his breasts were as soft and pillowy as any he'd felt. What was different is feeling the touch of his hand and, as his thumb flicked his own nipple, a sudden burst of pleasure. He kept doing that as his other hand drifted down and he let a finger slide along his new slit. He used to like teasing, slowly making his way to the clit, but now that he was on the other end he couldn't wait. He pushed and his finger parted his lips and soon he found it.

"Oh God..." It wasn't like touching his cock at all. It didn't give him the same feeling of power as when he stroked his cock, but instead he felt intense bursts of pleasure that made him weak in the knees and **** soft moans from his lips. He didn't take it slow, he went faster and faster until..."AHHH!!!" The orgasm hit him so unexpectedly that he really did fall to his knees. He knelt there, under the stream of water, gasping for air. That was...amazing. That's the only word he had for it. He stayed on the floor for a minute, but eventually stood up. He washed his body and hair as quickly as he could and got out.

Back in his room he looked at his suitcase of clothes. Men's clothes that were either far too large or simply not allowed under his new rules. He grabbed a pair of boxers and pulled them on. The moment he let go, they fell to the ground. He dug around but couldn't find anything else so he gave up on underwear. He put on the skirt Eliza had given him, it was the only thing he could wear right now. His shirts were pretty much the same, since he had to keep his belly bare all of his shirts were just too large, unless he tied them cowgirl style but that...he wasn't going to do that. Again the tank top from Eliza was his only choice. He hated this. He sighed and went to the kitchen.

Everyone else was in their rooms, so he decided to made food for everyone. He was upset with his situation as he did so and perhaps he wasn't paying as much attention as he did. CHOP CHOP CHOP CHOP "OW! FUCK!!!" Nat had been chopping onions to put into omelets when the knife slipped and took out a piece of his thumb. It was bleeding. Badly.

Eliza suddenly burst out of the bathroom, "What happened? Oh no!" She rushed towards him but started looking around panicking. Nat had grabbed a cloth and was holding it tightly against the wound. He tried to think, but he was feeling dizzy. Suddenly Eliza pulled down her dress, flashing him, "Eliza's milkers! Suck Eliza's nipples!"

Nat thought he was delirious. Had bloodloss affected him that much? Suddenly Eliza grabbed him by the hair and pulled his face down to her breast. Dream or not he wasn't going to refuse so he took her nipple in her mouth and started to suck. Instantly he tasted something sweet and delicious. As soon as it hit his lips he forgot all about the pain, the blood...he even forgot his own shame about masturbating earlier. The only thing he had to focus on was this amazing feeling. He absentmindedly dropped the cloth and used both hands to grab Eliza's tit as he suckled away. It wasn't until she **** him off that he blinked and realized what was happening.

"Huh?" He looked at his thumb. It was covered in blood. He quickly rinsed it, "What the..." The wound was totally gone. As if it never happened. He looked at Eliza and saw where he'd left blood over his chest as he groped her, "Shit, I'm sorry."

Eliza shook her head and pulled her dress back up, "No. Eliza is happy you are ok..." She looked at the onions he'd been cutting, then she looked at his head, "Eliza is going to go wash up. Don't restart that, Rachel and Eliza will take you out. Go see Rachel, tell her to fix your hair."

"My hair?" Nat asked, but he nodded anyway. He was willing to do whatever to repay her kindness. He quickly cleaned up the counter and went to see Rachel.

Lina leaned back slightly and spread her legs. She tapped on the shiny metal contraption sealing away her sex, "Well?"

"I just don't think it's a good idea..."

Lina nodded, "Ah. Dis not big enough for you?" She poked one of her tits, "'Member that Dylan will get bigger too. Us two gonna be needing wheelbarrows to get around soon. 'Sides, I can't go out without a toy you know..."

Oliver sighed, "Fuck. Fine. I'll unlock you." Oliver pulled the key out of his pocket, "Do you want privacy or..."

Lina smirked, "No way, lah. I want you to fuck me. Bend me like a pretzel and use my body."

Oliver was beyond trying to maintain boundaries. He only nodded and unlocked her, setting the belt aside. He stripped down and got on the bed with her. His cock was already hard, but instead of visions of fucking her all he could think about was cumming all over her face until she was a total mess. He shivered and pushed that vision aside.

He wondered just how flexible she was, but he didn't want to hurt her, "I order you to tell me whenever you experience any pain."

Lina rolled her eyes, "Ya ya."

He grabbed her foot and started pushing her leg up, and up, and up, until her foot was by her ear. Lina just grinned at him. He did the same to the other leg and held them both by her ears. Still nothing. He let go and her legs moved back into place. She might be flexible enough to get in that pose, but she couldn't maintain it on her own apparently.

"Hey, you giving up already?" Lina asked.

Oliver shook his head, "No, not that." He got up and went to her drawer, pulling out the rope they'd used last night. Lina giggled when she saw it, "Let's see what you can do..."

Dylan was getting bored of waiting. Bored, and jealous. She knew she wasn't exclusive with Oliver or anything. They hadn't been dating before coming here, really she hadn't had much romantic interest in him at all. It wasn't that she didn't find him attractive. He was handsome, had a good job, he was kind and respectful and stable. He was great boyfriend material, really. It was just that they'd always been friends and their friendship was too valuable to risk by pursing anything more. Except the game had changed that. Torn down those barriers and put them in a situation where becoming intimate had just felt right. She didn't know what would happen when the game was over, but she knew she wasn't going back to being 'just friends' with Oliver.

Still her jealousy wasn't that he was being intimate with another woman. She knew that Lina needed him, she needed him more than Dylan did. She also knew that if she wanted to be with Oliver then she had to give up the idea of monogamy. She didn't know how the game would enforce it, but that just wasn't an option for him anymore. No, she could deal with Oliver doing...whatever he was doing...to Lina right now. The reason for her boredom and jealous was that...she wasn't part of it.

Fuck...she thought. How would they react if she just...joined? She knew Lina was bisexual and hadn't seemed to mind before. Dylan didn't want to do anything with Lina herself, but they could share...right? Would it seem petty to just walk in there while they were in the middle of things? Well, walk being a figure of speech of course, she would have to crawl in.

Fuck it, she thought. She got off her bed and down to her knees. She crawled all the way to Lina's door. She could hear the sound of flesh slapping against flesh. They were fucking. Hard. She got off her hands to reach the door knob and hesitated. She shook her head, no, she wanted to join. She turned the knob and pushed the door open.

The sight that greeted her was unexpected. She felt horror and revulsion building within her. How could Oliver do that to her? He was treating her like...like...an object. She was basically folded in half so her face was right above her pussy, and her arms and legs were tied out to the corners of the bed. It was so unnatural she felt there was no way Lina was even still alive, but she seemed blissfully unaware of her own condition. Oliver stood on the edge and was moving back and forth between her pussy and her mouth.

"..." Dylan gasped in surprise.

Oliver stopped and turned, "Miss? W-what are you doing?"

"I..." Dylan didn't know what to say suddenly. 'I came to join you' sounded really hollow all of a sudden.

It was Lina who came to the rescue, "I ask her to join. She just took time to get courage."

Dylan looked at Lina, who winked at her. She tried to convey her thanks silently and then turned to look up at Oliver.

"Oh," Oliver said, he gulped and Dylan thought he was going to send her away but then she realized his gaze wasn't anger, it was lust. He was looking at her like a piece of meat. It must be her 'I'll make a man out of you' transformation. He appeared **** to fuck her. He pulled out of Lina and ignored her as he stalked towards Dylan. She squealed as he suddenly picked her up and carried her to the bed. He set her down and spanked her, "Wait here." He told her.

He went and untied Lina, she complained, but he ordered her to stop. Then Oliver walked around behind Dylan again, "Miss Lina, masturbate but do not let yourself cum. Dylan, are you ready?"

She nodded and instantly he entered her from behind. She mewled in pleasure as he started to fuck her roughly. She could see Lina lying on the bed beside her furiously fucking herself, but she looked away quickly. It only took another minute before Lina to start begging to be allowed to cum. Dylan looked over and saw her hand hovering above her pussy, the command not to cum overriding the one to masturbate. Oliver surprised her by no ordering her to shut up, instead allowing her to sound more and more ****.

Dylan felt good, really good, but she wasn't close to her own orgasm yet. She wasn't that likely to cum just from vaginal penetration anyway and Oliver was pretty close to the edge himself from earlier. He suddenly pulled out and ordered Lina to kneel on the edge of the bed. He didn't tell Dylan to do that, but she obeyed too. The two of them knelt side by side on the edge of the bed as Oliver stood in front of them, cock in hand.

Lina was masturbating again, and tempted by her Dylan started to do it as well, until she realized she couldn't feel any pleasure that way. Oliver started stroking his cock, "Miss you may cum when I do."

Dylan looked at him and bit her lip. Right, he had a bukkake fetish now...she nodded to him, "You can hit me too..."

As if he'd been waiting for that Oliver started to cum. His first strands hit Lina, but he kept going, and going and going until both women were covered in his cum. Lina came as the first rope hit her and Dylan found herself jealously watching Lina's rapture. As she came her tits started to deflate, and Dylan felt her own boobs shrink just slightly.

Oliver was panting, but he looked so, so happy. Dylan wiped a strand of cum from her eye, and he looked mortified, "I'm so sorry. You didn't...we can..."

Dylan stopped him, "It's ok. I'm ok," She turned to Lina, "Want to come shower with me? Oliver can make us breakfast."

"Uh..." Oliver said, shaking his head, "I can't actually..."

Lina shrugged, "The shower has room for 3..."

Rachel was practically skipping as they walked down the street. "In here!" She ordered her companions. Not waiting to see if they followed she entered the store and started looking around.

"Uh Rach...this is a baby store..." Nat said slowly.

Rachel spun around, "And?" Her eyes darted over to what she wanted. She picked it up and held it out, "Eliza!" She said teasingly, "Buy this for me!"

Eliza took it from her and nodded, "Yes, of course."

"Muah!" Rachel blew her a kiss, "Love you." Then she turned to Nat and walked closer. She raised her hand and ran it down Nat's arms, "So? Having fun?"

Nat glared at her, "No. Obviously not. I just want to go back to the cottage and hide in my room."

Rachel scoffed, "No way. You need a new wardrobe. Non-negotiable," Rachel moved her hands and reached out to grope Nat with both hands, "You can't just keep bouncing around like you are. I won't let you get hurt," Rachel frowned. She wanted to tell Nat how worried she was, but soft mushy stuff wasn't in her vocabulary anymore. She could only protect her by ****, "You need to dress appropriately. You will listen to me."

Nat swallowed, but before he could reply Eliza finished paying and walked over, "If you are ready to stop touching Nat's funbags..." Eliza smiled at Rachel.

Rachel stopped, "Oh. Yes. Let's go." She gave Nat a final squeeze and then grabbed Eliza's waiting hand. She led them out of the store, her new double electric breast pump safety in a bag.

Nat was a little ****, but Rachel and Eliza had a lot of fun pulling out clothes for him to try on. Rachel found that while she knew that it was strictly silk or latex for her own body, she had no problem recommending something else for Nat. Nat didn't have the most feminine shape, she was rather muscular and her chest couldn't compare to Rachel or Eliza's, but still Rachel found her...him...rather cute. She had so much fun getting him to put on cute dresses, frilly shirts, and miniskirts that she forgot part of her original goal.

Right, conservative clothing. Nat was going to be attracted to anyone who found him attractive. He was also 'easy' and **** to proposition people. If Rachel wasn't to protect his chastity she needed to cover him up as much as possible. She started selecting the bulkiest, most conservative options but his clothing conditions severely limited her. They tried longer shirt, but he couldn't put on anything that covered below his knees. He could wear long sleeves, but most sweaters covered the belly, and cropped tops were just sluttier by nature.

The problem was really that he was just too hot. Eventually they came away with a large number of purchases, but most of it was clearly on the slutty side. At least she'd convinced him to wear panties. Nat had wanted to buy men's underwear but Rachel and Eliza had managed to convince him it just wouldn't be comfortable anymore. The bra was even harder, but he needed the support and they wouldn't let him go until he finally put one on. After a few hours of shopping Nat begged for a quick break. Rachel sighed and looked at Eliza, "Well fuck. He's just too cute, isn't he?"

Nat glared at them.

Eliza nodded, "Yes. Eliza agrees. He is adorable."

"Shut up!" Nat said.

"Hey!" Rachel said with a smirk, she wasn't actually angry, but it was fun to pretend, "Don't tell my girlfriend to shut up."

Eliza said nothing, muted by Nat's words.

Nat sighed, "I'm sorry."

Rachel looked over at Eliza and winked, then back to Nat, "Ok. To apologize you have to come with us. I made appointments this morning, it's almost time..."

"Time for what...where are we going?" Nat said.

"The spa. Trust me, you'll love it."

Nat went along reluctantly, but tried to flee when he realized what the spa meant. "No way, I'm not doing it."

Rachel smiled, "Is that so? Smile!" Nat was **** to smile and hold it, "You can have a seat and get your nails done with us, I'm thinking pink would look great on you, or....you can wander back to the cottage on your own with a big grin on your face like you want people to approach you. Do you think you'll make it there without getting fucked? Are you ready to have sex with a man?"

Nat's eyes went wide, but his smile remained, "You...you wouldn't..."

"Wouldn't what? I'm not doing anything." Rachel explained, "I can compromise on the colour, but trust me, you'll love it. It's not just polish, we're getting our nails trimmed and cut, hand and foot massages, paraffin wax, I'll feel amazing. Right Eliza?"

Eliza nodded, "Yes. Rachel is right, it feels nice. But Eliza would not make you walk home alone. Rachel wouldn't either, she's just teasing. But she is right about walking alone. It's not safe for you. You shouldn't go out without us."

Nat hesitated, but finally nodded, "Fuck. Fine. But no pink."

Eliza giggled, "Purple looks good too."

Lina sucked on a lollypop as she strolled down the street. She really needed to find something to replace it with or else she'd end up with a ton of cavities. She popped it out for a moment and waited. She could have her lips not touching anything for a few seconds, but then the need hit. She HAD to have something touching her lips. HAD to. She shoved it back in her mouth. Ya, she couldn't always have a lollypop, or a cock for that matter, she'd need something else.

She turned her head on a swivel as she walked down the street, looking for something that would do. She saw a group of guys staring at her and suddenly felt the urge...she pulled down her shirt and flashed them. They seemed surprised, but less interested than she thought they'd be. She supposed her tits weren't big enough to garner their attention right now. Thanks to Oliver they were bee stings once again. Although she could practically feel them growing with every passing second.

Bras? She should buy new bras? What she needed was something that could provide support no matter what size she got. Of course there was no magic garment that could do it all, she'd have to buy sports bras in a bunch of different sizes. Unless she was willing to become a complete bimbo she figured she'd spent a lot more time with massive mammaries and she'd need SOMETHING to wear. She spotted a lingerie store and started walking towards it when she saw Nat, Eliza and Rachel being accosted by a man.

"Fuck off dyke," The man was saying to Rachel, "She said yes. So let her go and mind your own business."

"No. She can't help it. She doesn't actually want to fuck you." Rachel shot back.

The man looked at Nat, "Let's go, we can fuck in my hotel?"

Nat was smiling, "Yes. Coming." She took a step, but Eliza and Rachel both grabbed her. Nat was much stronger, but didn't seem willing to hurt them.

"Nat is a man," Eliza tried a different tactic, "You don't want to sleep with him."

"Nice try bitch. Look, she asked me. Why are you cunt blocking her?"

"Cunt blocking? Excuse me?" Rachel said angrily.

Lina rushed over to help, "Hey man, fuck off." She put her hands on Nat too, holding her back from going with the man.

The man looked Lina up and down, "Another one? FUCK OFF!" He yelled at her.

Lina dropped to her knees instantly. Shit. She looked up at him, "I..." She was worried she would be the one taken advantage of now. If he said anything she'd find herself blowing him right here in public. If she swallowed his cum...

The man rolled his eye, "Whatever. No pussy is worth this much trouble." He turned and stormed away.

Lina got to her feet, "Oh my gawd! Are you ok?"

Nat was still smiling, "Of course."

"Shit, stop smiling. I mean, do whatever you want with your face."

Nat stopped smiling immediately, "Oh. Thanks..." He shook his head, "That was weird. He was just so hot...and then suddenly he wasn't. Thank you all...you were right. I shouldn't be alone."

Lina grabbed Nat's hand and held it up, "Wow Nat...gorgeous..." She looked at the other two, "Fuck. Y'all got manicures without me?"

Nat grumbled, "Come on. Let's get back to the cottage before any more creeps find us."

"Y'all go ahead. I need to do more shopping."

Eliza raised an eyebrow, "Should you be alone?" She looked at Rachel, then back to Lina, "No. Eliza will come with you. Rachel will take Nat home."

They all agreed and split up.