Stream The Team Bonding Exercise

You feel torn between the two obligations — you owe it to your fans and viewers to follow through on the promise you made, with all the donations and support they’ve given you. But then you look across your team, seeing each and every curvy, smoking hot cheerleader in the room, and this is something that you just cannot hold back on any longer. So with a quick decision, you take your phone, open up the streaming platform to notify your fans of an ‘early start’, you press ‘stream’ and wedge the screen in between one of the locker ventilation slits, but not without saying “Hey fans! For those of you who are joining in to this extra special stream (I know you were already waiting for me), I’ve got something really awesome that I think you’ll love.”

After checking that sound and visuals are good in a wide frame angle, you grab Bella and bring her to Natasha as things are just starting. All around you, members of your team begin stripping in different ways, some of them relieving their supple, big breasts of their top halves, others reaching down to pull off their skirts. Those that pull off the lower half first — around eleven out of the couple-dozen excluding you and Natasha — all reveal their cocks, massive and shoved into their pussies as a form of hiding them away for performances. With a seemingly choreographed unison, the bevy of cocks slips out of each orifice, flying out to each stand throbbing and stiff in front of their owners. Some are horselike in nature, like yours. Others range from humanlike to lupine, bovine and feline - there are even some girls blessed with more than one cock - but one thing is certain. Each of your futanari cheer teammates sports a cock that is at least 18 inches long, and growing. Seeing the beautiful array of dicks sends another jolt through your body, running down your spine and down your already-impressive soft length, straining, begging to be released. You catch Natasha's gaze, and with a smile and a nod, you both tear off your cheer skirts as well. Bella gasps at what you consider to be "soft" - a girthy, veiny 14" behemoth that you tug out of your pussy, letting it dangle in front of her and the captain. Natasha smiles with approval: "I had a feeling there was some reason as to why I made you assistant captain," she says, before revealing her own equipment - a mottled pink and black horsecock that hangs well past her knees at 16" in length.

"Woah, cap'," you bite your lip as your heart skips a beat, "I didn't know you were hiding all that in your pussy." You swoop to Bella’s side, wrapping one arm around her as the two of you observing with clear awe at Natasha's flaccid monster.

"And you," Natasha replies, "have quite the pole going on there, too. A little bird told me that you offered for Bella to be spitroasted by us, Alesia?" A devilish smile creeps across her face - one which you mirror as the both of you begin to stroke your cocks and fixate on the petite cheerleader.

Bella lets out a nervous chuckle: "Oh! ahahahaaaa.... Um, are we sure you're both gonna fit? I am a little fun-sized, after all..." You tighten your grip around her, assuring her that there's no chance for escape now.

"Oh, it won't, Bell," You both say in unison before you continue alone, "We're just gonna make sure you feel every inch of us at one point or another." With a moan and a bite of your lip, you feel your balls sprout from their hiding place, hanging down like two fat leathery wrecking balls as they swell to their full size. Natasha licks her lips as she sees your impressive nuts, and lets hers drop down as well, easily eclipsing your size by a few inches in diameter each. Hers churns with a hunger completely in a different league than yours, and sloshes around with cum as she moves from side to side.

With that, you and Natasha sweep Bella off her feet, making her squeal with a mixture of excitement and nervousness as you fireman-carrying her to a nearby unoccupied bench. Setting her down, you hear the chaos that has been unfolding around you as the team has devolved into a pile of lusty abandon. Everywhere you look, the girls have launched into an absolute fuck fest - some girls worshipping the cock of one futanari, others being serviced from every hole and hand they can provide. Clothes strewn about the place, the moans and screams echo chaotically off the walls, too, as you position Bella on the changing room bench, face up. You look towards your phone, still streaming, and give it a sultry wink. With Natasha standing opposite you, and your cock conveniently positioned near Bella's face, you heft it up and slap it in between the blonde slut's tits, which sandwich your length perfectly as you ever so steadily begin to grow. Natasha follows suit, but her soft mast starts hardening at a far more rapid pace than yours, gaining almost a foot in the blink of an eye.

"Holy shit!" Bella cries, "You're hard so quick, captain!" she squirms under the weight of your combined dicks, her resistance more of a display than actual fighting.

"...Hard..? Ha...hahahahaha!" Natasha bursts out in full lustful laughter, her inhale as sharp as her growth is fast, "Bella, my darling..." she chides as she thrusts, her cock growing another foot, "That's not even a quarter of the way there..."

You, on the other hand, have surged out substantially but steadily, as your cock 'schlick's out of your leathery sheath inch by inch. And soon, you've more than doubled in size. A few moments pass before the tip of your cock reaches Natasha's, and you look up as your shiny cocks drip hungrily with the copious amounts of precum.

"I'd say I’m at 30 inches or so, Nat. You?"

"I think... I think I'm coming on about 44," SCHLK- "51 now... you think that's enough to get started, Alesia?"

You nod, "I think so, cap. We'll meet in the middle, then keep going?

"Read my mind, Allie."

You swell with joy as Bella’s eyes go wide, in her sudden realization that your two monstrosities are about to claim her body. Accepting her fate, all she can manage are deep breaths as the two of you draw your horse dicks back to her opposite entrances. The tip of your enormous cock swirls around Bell's mouth for a second before the flared head almost seems to pry her lips open in an 'O' shape, and you smile as she moans around it. You're playing with her lips when all of the sudden, she gasps, and you look up to see Natasha's behemoth cock prodding at Bella's other lips, pushing them wide open as if to immediately enter with no hesitation. Natasha gives you a nod, and with all the **** you can muster, your slick cocks plunge deep into the 5'-4" cheerleader from either end, and the locker room echoes with yet another muffled scream and slap of skin against skin. Plowing right past her throat which stretches with amazing speed and resilience, you find yourself meeting with Natasha's dick again, huddled on the warm insides of your blonde cheerleading whore as you take her, speared on your thick shafts. But it doesn't stop there.

The tightness of Bella's throat, and her tongue undulating along what small part of your shaft that it can, you feel another wave of growth coming on - as does your captain, apparently, as her tip surges past yours and begins to rub up and down the lower lengths of your cock. You, too, lengthen and thicken inside of Bella, feeling Natasha's mottled cock all the way down. The ridges of her veins and the flared head is only amplified by Bella's inherent tightness, and in drawing back, you feel every inch of Natasha’s black beast alongside yours as both of you slam back down on her simultaneously. With slow but forceful thrusts, you and Natasha continue to grow and grow, when at long last your cock head pops out the other side, her pussy giving way to your massive member beside the captain's. She smiles, looking down at your impressive size: "Well hey there, beautiful," she says while sitting on the edge of the bench, "why don't you keep growing and see where you end up?" Natasha arches her back and positions your cock head against her abdomen, inviting you to reach her chocolatey, full tits. As she fully adjusts, her cock surges through Bella's throat, the black flared head pulsing in tandem with her heightened heartbeat. You do the same, and take a seat on the opposite side of the bench, letting Natasha's tip drag along your belly, and you lean back to hold your tits up for her.

"Ah, fuck, the more I grow, the more sensitive it gets..." Natasha gasps as her horse cock creeps up towards your chest. Her thrusts become more and more frantic, taking full advantage of her increased senses and the tight cocksleeve in between you two.

You begin to pant as well, your balls dropping out of suspension and churning to more than full size: "Me too, cap... I want to glaze those fucking titties of yours when I fuck em."

"You don't even have to ask, Alesia... show me how much you want to fuck these perky, huge, soft tits of mine!" Natasha screams as she cups her breasts in her hands, jiggling them as your cock slides up to her underboob.

You thrust with reckless abandon, the spasmic tightening around your shaft coming in fits as Bella cums repeatedly, squeezing on both of your dicks. Natasha rams home her cock tip, which now kisses your plentiful underboob, when all of the sudden, another burst of growth sends it plunging into your welcoming cleavage. Your hands immediately fly up to squeeze down on your tits, massaging her shaft with your deep chest pillows as she gasps, “Fuck, your tits feel so good Alesia, can you feel my cock throbbing in between them? I can’t wait to paint you with my huge fucking load!” Her flared head spreads more and more silvery fluid over your boobs, slicking them up as she plunges into your tight chest valley with each thrust.

You almost forget the petite cheerleader wrapped around your cocks. That is, until she convulses again, her pussy and throat clamping down with a renewed intensity that makes your cock writhe against Natasha’s, the frotting of your huge tree-sized shafts wracking the three of you with pleasure and ecstasy. “Mmmm, such a good cock sleeve she is, isn’t she Allie?” Natasha sighs, her face awash with lust and unfiltered release. She flexes her cock, undulating it like a whip through Bella, flopping in between your tits as you try and hold it down like a wild animal. You thrust, invading her soft, dark chocolate cleavage, which is immediately drenched in your own futa juices. She squeals, “Oh yes! I can see your big fat cock head poking through. Go on then, Allie, fuck my tits until you paint them, fuck em like you own them!” She needn’t ask twice, as your frantic thrusts turn into more than a desire — it’s instinctual as you hump away at her fat breasts, her cleavage perfectly accommodating your monster horse dick, as if she was made for this kind of ****.

As you hear the climaxes of your cheer squad, you’re moved to pick up the pace, encouraged by your team’s continual orgasm and pent up release. You watch behind Natasha as cum-soaked girls slump down onto the cold tile of the locker room, collapsing with their holes stretched — just as they should be. But while the girls enter a sex-flooded stupor, the futanari remain hard, their cocks throbbing and ready for more, looking for new targets to baptize in their unholy cum.

Two of your team members spot you, and in a blur, flank you, Bella, and the team captain.

Kim, who takes your left side, smiles as she grabs Bella’s left hand, guiding it to wrap around her musky, two-foot long human dick as it juts proudly towards your face. “It looked like you two were needing a little more compañía with Bella, so I decided to give you a hand. Well… have Bella give us a hand.” The lengthy cock that Bella begins stroking without question isn’t what impresses you though — it’s her balls, which, on their own, almost rival the size of your entire ballsack, filled with more cum than you and Natasha combined. And her perfect figure, the slim waist and wide hips, with a pair of tits larger than her head, all topped with her caramel skin.

On your right, Laney faces Natasha, though you can see everything she’s packing from her engorged, 30” long dual horse dicks to her ass length wavy golden hair, her tits that defy gravity, and her stunning hourglass figure that flared out into her perfect peachy ass. “Bella loves the way I usually pack two in one,” she purrs as your cock sleeve immediately grasps her cocks, expertly folding her fingers just enough to stroke both at the same time, “she’s gotten quite the handle on managing both my girls with one hand… if she continues to be a good girl, maybe I’ll do three. You should try it out on her sometime…” Laney moans as her cocks receive more expert service, her voice trailing off as her sensitive shafts get the attention they deserve. Now, with the four of you occupying Bella’s full capacity, you pump in tandem, establishing a rhythm that echoes throughout the room as your cock sleeve cheerleading slut is used like she’s wanted to be. The sheen on your tits, as well as Natasha’s, has completely spread across both your chests, indicative of your impending dual climaxes. It doesn’t take long for Kim and Laney to reach the edge, too, their extremely sensitive shafts combined with Bella’s perfected handjob technique working them to near-orgasm in just a few minutes.

But you've been riding the razor thin edge with Natasha for longer than that, now. Each painfully slow thrust forces out huge globules of precum onto Natasha's chest, the slick surface becoming drenched in more of the silvery fluid. Your boobs are in a similar state, glazed in the slick juices of the captain's thick shaft as she pummels your cleavage over and over. All the while, your spasming cocks effortlessly serve Bella, her near-limp body hanging loose, the only signs of her consciousness being her hands, deftly coaxing out a constant cascade of small precum ropes from Laney and Kim. You're treated to a surround sound display of everyone's moans, the girls all caught up in the cocksleeve that is Bella being driven to an explosive climax.

It comes quickly, the two teammates already reaching their second orgasm of the night:

"Oh fuck oh fuck oh fuck, Bella, I'm gonna... gonna-"

"Holy shit, get ready for another fucking load Bella, my girls, they're-"

As you watch Laney and Kim throw their heads back, losing themselves to the ecstasy of Bella's vigorous handjob, something stirs within you - you feel your balls begin to churn, drawing up into you as they tense for a huge release as your glans sends wave after wave of pleasure, twitching and slapping about on Natasha's busty chest. And you feel her buildup too. The captain's monster dick writhes in your cleavage, the pulse of her fat member becoming far more erratic than before. And your hearing fades temporarily as you, like the others, enter the calm before the storm. All you can feel now is the need for release.

For satisfaction.

Your balls open the floodgates, and just as cum rushes out of your cock to shoot Natasha directly in the face, you get a firehose of your own to the chin, Natasha's powerful blast of cum turned on like a pressure washer. Kim and Laney effortlessly paint each other as they squeal with ecstasy, dripping down much more cum onto Bella than she can handle. Caught in the crossfire, their dicks spasm wildly, with some landing on you as you all spray each other down with gallons of seed.

"Ohmyfuckinggod ohhhhhshit fuckfuckfuckfuck... AAHh! Nnnnnnn YES!!" you scream at the top of your lungs, the orgasm crashing into you for a second time as more cum just keeps blasting out of your cock.

And a third time. And a fourth.

By the seventh consecutive orgasm, your cock starts to retreat back into Bella, eventually leaving her mouth as you gracefully pull out, her widened orifices finding little purchase in returning to their original diameter for now. Wiping the glaze off of your face, you survey the team. The floor is painted an alabaster white - Kim and Laney have slumped on lockers on opposing sides. The female team members all have their stomachs bloated, no doubt the result of their overuse. You look at Natasha, flashing her a quick smile as she smirks, "That... we're doing that again - captain's orders."

You nod, "Oh, absolutely... You like the sound of that, Bella?"

"Nnnnnnnn, mhmmmm..."

"Good girl."

As you pick back up your phone from the locker top, you turn off the camera to look at recent activity and the chat log.

Almost 800 viewers, thousands of chat messages:

"Is that... a horsecock? There's no way she's got one that big!"

"IT'S GROWING MORE? HOLY SHIT, FUCK HER TITS!"

"YES, THEY'RE FUCKING THEIR TITS WITH THAT GIRL IN THE MIDDLE!"

It goes on - and the donations are off the charts: how sweet of your fans.

As you log off and end the stream, you clean up the place as well as yourself, taking a few moments to smack Bella's ass and give her a knowing grin.

"Hell, after that performance, I want you to take me home... objections?"

You stare at the busty cheerleader, a bit surprised by her question. But not completely dumbfounded. You know what she likes. Maybe you could turn this into an extended afterparty, or maybe something more formal. What do you want to do?