Lajoi

The conversation was left hanging for a few seconds after Garlands declaration of him being a ‘femboy.’ It was then that he began to notice sounds in the background, grunting and some clattering of glasses. Then, finally Lajoi broke the silence, speaking in a laboured tone.

“Okay, honey, uhm… you need a ride? Also, you’re a ‘femboy?’ I’m here for it, but what does that mean?”

“Got a bit ahead of myself, mom. Can we tackle the ride, first? I’m kinda standing in the rain here. It’s pouring.”

“Oh! Sure. Hmm.” Lajoi heard the slight shake in Garland’s tone, and his subtle downplaying of everything that was mentioned. She suddenly tried to cover the receiver of her comm, but it came through on his end when she asked.

“Does anyone here have a fast car? Most of you? Oh… that’s right.Let’s see… How about you? Hover Car? Perfect. You good to sit tight, sweetie?” She asked, likely directed at Asra. Garland did not hear a response.

“Alright, we’ll be right there to pick you up. Ping your location.”

“Will do. How long should I expect to wait?”

“Oh… I don’t know? I guess we’ll just get there when we get there.” Lajoi informed in the most flakey way possible.

“Thanks.” Garland hung up after pinging. He expected to have to wait for ages, but the moment he crossed the street to wait under a lamp, as sirens started to blare in the distance he looked up, hearing ship sounds. His eyes widened as he noticed an extravagant hover-racer drift over the buildings above and skillfully skid down along the skyscraper without so much as grazing it. It came to a stop just a foot above the ground. Garland squinted.

“Wait… is that-”

The window opened. Lajoi was in the passenger seat. The man in the driver's seat was an orc with a flamboyant red and white helmet and black visor covering his eyes. Around his neck was a long red scarf. He smiled, showing pearly whites and offered garland a thumbs up as Lajoi popped the door and pulled Garland inside.

“You’re so wet.” Lajoi commented.

“I’ve got spare capes in the back.” The man announced heroically.

“Oh!” Lajoi reached back, wagging her rear as she tried to find one. Garland looked over.

“You’re also very wet… but, only-” He blushed and stopped talking.

“Hehe, that darn rain~” Lajoi smiled, popping back into the front. She threw a cape over Garland and started trying to dab him dry.

“Is that Captain Valcon, from Z-Fero racing?”

“Yup!” The man nodded.

“The machine they were along for the ride in shot up like a rocket. Garland assumed they would have time to talk along the way, but he skidded through roofs and alleyways and around buildings, landing skillfully on the top floor of Lajoi’s building in less than a minute flat. The man threw his head back and laughed.

“Justice just got a new best time!”

“Oh stop.” Lajoi rolled her eyes and brought Garland out of the hover-racer and into the penthouse. Valcon followed them down the stairs.

“Uhm… Mom, we haven’t talked about this a lot or… at all, really. Are you and dad having threesoms with Captain Valcom?”

“No no no…” She laughed, waving her hand as if batting away the idea itself. Garland chuckled and felt relieved that it was a misunderstanding.

“I see so-”

“Darling, we’re having an orgie with every single Z-Fero racer.”

“What!? Even the villains? But-”

Captain Valcom laughed, walking while posing with his hands in his big red gloves on his hips.

“Relax! That’s all MOSTLY scripted.”

“Mostly…” Garland repeated. They descended into the apartment and were greeted by, as promised, every single Z-Fero racer. There was a Centaur, Quatros that drove a huge racer which was four connected by reigns to a chariot. A Minotaur named Midas that drove a bulky gold car with horns on the front. The villain, Galaxios was an enormous Naga cyborg that drove the car which moved like a giant snake, with him poking out at the head. It seems like there was catering in the apartment, as was usual. The person handling all of the food was a Dryder racer named Arachne. She was wearing a chef's smock with the hat, and seemed to be passing horderves to Asra, who was sitting in a very normal chair off to the side sipping wine. She was one of the female racers and drove the other chariot car, only hers was small and shot webs. Most of the ‘bull’s at the party, meaning the men, were trying to keep their cocks up. Asra was very generously assisting the Centaur, since the man couldn’t help himself.

“You should be good to go, Quatros.” Asra squeaked awkwardly.

“Thanks.” The Centaur nodded.

Lajoi held her hands up. “Guys, we may need to keep your cocks up for a little longer, my son needs to talk to me.” Asta was about to stand up, but Garland stopped him by saying.

“You’re okay, dad. I mostly need to talk to mom. But also, while I’m saying things I’ve never said before.” He gulped, nervous to hear her response.

“I’ve always wanted to join in on one of these parties, anyway.” As they spoke, Valcom walked past and joined the rest. The orc stripped down, flexing.

Lajoi looked speechless. Garland braced, but he quickly understood there was no reason for that as Lajoi squealed happily.

“Why didn’t you say so, earlier! Do you want to partake in the men? We also have a girl, though… she is a dangerous predator, we asked her to promise not to try and eat anyone. Same with Galaxios.”

“That’s good to know. Uhm…” A smile crossed his lips.

“I’m more interested in the men right now.” Admitting it made Garland feel instant relief.

“That was a real load off my chest.”

“Well… honey, if you want to join we tend to leave the loads on our chests until the end.” She took his hand and led him into the middle of the circle of the many bulky, ridiculous dudes. Garland found himself staring for a moment at Asra, asking.

“What about Dad?”

Asra blushed and tipped his wine glass. “Oh, uhm… Just pretend I’m not here. Please.” He gave an awkward, cracked smile to both Garland and Lajoi. She whispered.

“He mostly likes to watch. He’ll get involved occasionally to stroke off a centaur, for example.”

“Got it…”

“How do you want to do this?” Lajoi asked, bending over as the centaur basically just walked over her, his massive cock sliding along the small of her back a few times before it found purchase and slid all the way inside Lajoi’s cunt with a wet sound, as if it was endlessly deep. The woman’s eyes rolled up and her tongue licked out immediately as she exhaled a deep moan.

“Oooh, god.”

“Oh god is right…” Asra leaned forward, stuffing his hands into his robe as he got the front row view to see Lajoi’s pussy split open by the centaur’s logic-defying member.

“I’m your mare tonight~ Make me your Mare~” Lajoi begged.

“Might take this one home with me.” The centaur announced to Asra directly while rutting into the man’s wife.

“O-oh.” He whimpered.

Garland could tell Asra was trying to get into it, but was hesitant with Garland there. So, Garland did the only thing he knew would break.

“H-hey. Who’s cock can I suck!”

The orc raised his hand. “I’ll Valcom thrust into your throat if you think you can handle it.”

Garland looked at the man incredulously. “I think I can handle an orc cock at this point.” The Captain walked over and allowed Garland to get down on his knees before very abruptly stuffing his member forcefully into Garland’s mouth. He wasn’t lying. The man’s cock didn’t stop and just kept pushing until it broke through into Garland’s tight throat. He started fucking it as Garland could feel himself getting aroused and cumming from just the oral play. His pussy burst the moment the Orc had fully hilted, and his green balls slapped Garland’s throat.

Valcom rutted into Garland a few times, then seemed shocked and a bit pained as he bent over while holding the fox’s head.

“Valcom is Valcumming…” He admitted, burying his cock while Lajoi stared into Garland’s eyes lovingly at the moment everyone was sharing. She was starting to become a little dazed, her expression shifting into a lewd mask as the centaur thrust hard enough to put her on her hands and knees, then made her scream in pleasure as he thrust down into her, flattening her face into the flour ass her ass remained stuck in the air helplessly **** to continue acting as the Centaur’s fleshlight. Then, he came as well.

At the same time, with both Garland and Lajoi sweating a little, the two cocks slowly pulled free. The centaur pulled out slowly so that Asra could see the whole length as it flopped out, and the damage that it had done to his wife’s pussy. He breathed erratically for a few moments, then whined.

“More…”

Lajoi breathed, then sat up, cleaning herself of the centaur’s floppy equine cock. Garland’s mouth was also free as Galaxios’s cock presented itself on the other side, competitively.

“My kind typically only fucks to MATE, but I have made an exception, here.” he announced dramatically, his cape blowing. The male naga body, unlike the female body, had two legs and a long reptilian tale. They had a full reptilian head and face with slitted green eyes. His pink cock was pushed against Garland’s cheek.

“I uh…” Garland stroked it and licked it, but didn’t suck.

“I really need to talk to my mom while our mouths are free.” Galaxios shrugged.

“Very well.”

Garland looked at Lajoi. She was doing her best to pay attention while cleaning the cock that was just inside of her. In the background the Minotaur and Valcom were stroking, with Asra in between **** to watch them stand in line to fuck Lajoi. She asked.

“What is it, sweetie?”

“Mom, I’m not gonna lie, as fun as this is it’s fucked up and you’re really fucked up. I had something happen that I can’t really say and… I feel like if you got the chance, and it would make you feel good you would do messed up stuff to me without caring.” He let that hang. As it did, and Lajoi looked at him with what he thought was fifty-fifty between Introspection and cock-haze, there was a tap on his shoulder. It was The minotaur. The literal bull.

“You don’t need your ass to talk, right?” He had a slight, unplaceable accent. Garland shook his head.

“Uhm, no, I don’t think so?” Immediately he was lifted up and slowly lowered over the bull’s cock while he continued to stroke and suck off Galaxios. His eyes rolled up and he was immediately worried about getting distracted, but to Garland’s surprise as the minotaur’s monster monolith made its way into Garland’s cavernous asshole he realised he was just ready for it. It was nothing for him to take a cock like that and it… felt good. He lips curled up confidently and the fact that there were so many big dicks all around was getting to him. He had lost track of what was going on with Lajoi, so he began to muse.

“Th-this is-”

“Horrible!” Lajoi cried.

“Eh?” He looked over and saw her more tearfully cleaning off and slobbering over every inch of the Centaur’s floppy member.

“The- the truth is… you might be right.” She sniffled.

“Darling, I-” She was interrupted by a loud slurping sound from her own mouth. She quickly continued seriously, despite what she was doing in the background of the conversation, and despite Garland’s face warping with pleasure as Midas just fully dropped Garland over his dick upon realisation that the little fox could take it. In response to that, Galaxios pushed his cock into Garland’s cheek, and in front of his lips impatiently.

“I think you’re right.”

“Relax!” Garland begged, panting.

“Mom… you think I’m right?’

“I do. I think, even without it happening, I know you’re right, and the fact that you know means I,,, must’ve done something. To be honest, I have dark fantasies and dark ideas that I barely ever talk about. Your father knows, but nobody else does. I just really enjoy the breakdown of a person into something else. I want to see someone brought low, warped and humiliated and it’s fine if it’s me, but I LOVE seeing it in others. But, I just don’t have that closeness in others to really get into it…”

“So if it’s me, you feel like it’d make you really happy to see that?”

“N-no! Not ‘happy’ but aroused. In my head and with my compulsion I feel like I need to see it, but I don’t think it makes me happy. It would make me happy if something happened to you which you weren’t into.” She explained.

Garland nodded, remembering the revelation about the journal. It was still a mystery how something like that fell into her hands, and why there was so much detrimental smut catered exactly to Lajoi written out there.

“You need me to be into it, don’t you? Otherwise-”

“Otherwise I would never DREAM of doing any of this. I promise. But, honey, our kind that is descended from ‘you know’ have obsessive thoughts. Intrusive thoughts. We’re infused with a special… **** that has its upsides and its downsides, of course.”

“I really like cum.” Garland announced. Lajoi’s face lit up. Galaxios, hearing that, couldn’t take it anymore and began gagging Garland with his long, slick reptilian member.

“Then stop talking about it and swallow it! I’ve been waiting around all night to steal that pathetic man’s woman and we never even got to my turn!” He shouted, pointing at Asra, who shrunk and let out a pleasured little gasp at being pointed out. He finished his wine and held up the glass. The Dryder came over to fill it back to a quarter glass. The centaur backed off of Lajoi, letting Valcom slide in and get another round. He lifted up Lajoi by putting her into a headlock with his arms under hers, curled with his hands connected behind her neck. He skillfully brought her around so that garland and her were side-by-side. This was mainly so that Asra could actually see as his cock penetrated his wife. But, he was a bit stuck.

“Uh, Lajoi’s man… can you help me out by stuffing my cock into your wife real quick? Kinda occupied by keeping her locked in.

“S-sure!” He ran over and grabbed the orc’s cock gingerly with both hands. He kept his face away from it as he lifted it up. It was so long, so he had to curl it to get it in, like someone trying to wrangle a tent pole into that bottom pocket. Finally, much like the tent pole, the tip found purchase inside of Lajoi and shot up inside of her, causing her to yelp, then moan and writhe.

Asra blushed, backing up while watching. He held his hand up, trying not to look at Garland, as well, even though he was right there. He sat back down timidly and sipped his wine.

As they were being fucked side-by side, Lajoi turned her head to see Garland swallowing Galaxios right down to the base, lips kissing the man’s bare yellow mound. There were light suckling noises coming through and Garland’s cheeks were concave. Lajoi was actually proud as she watched. She remarked.

“I’m really happy you like some of this stuff. I’m happy for whatever you decide to be or do, always. You’re my favourite person in the world besides Asra, Garland. I-I…” She blushes.

“I fight my urges for you. I did everything I could to keep you safe from my odd ‘ideas.’ Of course, your dad helped… Whatever happened, whatever I did or whatever you likely found on me, I promise that I may get a little out of hand but I’d never hurt you in any way that you didn’t ask for.”

Garland turned his head, letting Galaxios’ frustrated cock bob out as it throbbed with need. The lizard grunted.

“Dammit!” He prodded Garland’s cheek insistently. Below, he was still being rammed, bounced in the air up and down by the minotaur’s member. Garland was surprised by how much room there was down there. It was bigger than Mithra’s and he had heard that people have died trying to fuck centaurs and minotaurs.

“J-just give me a second.” Garland panted.

“Mom, I like guys, and sometimes girls, but mostly I like cocks and cum and I like looking cute, and girly. I overcompensated a lot, but I’m not anymore. I’m gonna embrace how much of a femboy I am and I’m gonna wear cute clothes and do fucked-up stuff and… maybe I’ll even let you know what I’m doing most of the time. I just… wanted to be sure that you actually did love me, and weren’t malicious.”

“Honey…” Lajoi said, smiling from her head locked position. Valcom was angling her back and rutting up into Lajoi with her legs spread. She was squirting during the heartfelt moment. She let out a little yelp, then tried to get out what she was saying between light, breathy little moans.

“I- I promise. I only want what you want. If you… wanted me to do anything I could. But, for the most part I’m just proud of you for finding out who you are. I think you’re special and very cute and… well, I can help you find some looks that’ll be sure to tease all the bulls in the city.” She winked.

“Thanks M-ahn~” Galaxios’s cock was stuffed impatiently into Garland’s tight cunt instead of his mouth abruptly just as Valcom creampied Lajoi. As cum leaked, he waited, letting his cock soften on its own until it flopped out of her gaped cunt. Asra watched closely, panting and stroking himself as he watched it all. The minotaur was about to nut in Garland just as the Naga was close to finishing as well. His eyes rolled up and he came instantly from both his ass and his pussy being filled at once for one of many times that night, clear fluid squirting from his cunt while his dual tales wagged down below him. The Midas creampied his tight ass while Galaxios shot directly into Garland’s womb. Since he was such a gremlin for the man’s unique seed, wherever it was going, he reached down as the lizard pulled free slowly. He stroked, stroked, massaged the man’s balls and coaxed every last drop in the ecstasy of sheer cock overload. As they were both let down, Quatros trotted forward again, looking down at the little fox.

“I’m ready for another round.”

Both Lajoi, Garland and Asra were sweating and panting. He looked at Lajoi. “Up to you.” She winked. Garland smirked.

“I could go another round… at both ends maybe…” Everyone was impressed, but he continued.

“Over and over until the sun comes up!” Both his tails were wagging excitedly, his eyes were lit up like Lajoi’s/

She giggled and hugged him. “Two peas in a pod… I guess we know who you take after.”