Wait and see

Malina looked down at the near comatose Neal. The small redhead’s eyes were open, but from her glazed expression no one seemed to be home at the moment. Malina wasn’t sure if that was a good thing or a bad thing. Only time would tell. At least she’d stopped babbling about her undying love for John. Malina’s gaze trailed down past Neal’s heaving breasts to the slight bulge swelling her belly. At least they couldn’t accuse Helen of skimping on the girl’s medication. “I think we need to see what effect a single treatment has on her. In the future we may need to know how many sessions it will take to restore a girl’s mental functions.”

Malina glanced over at Helen, as if trying to measure how full her tank was.

Helen smirked at the doctor and fisted her erection. She felt more than ready to screw the fuck out whoever Malina pointed her at, or Malina herself. She ran her eyes up and down the Polynesian’s body appreciatively.

Malina flushed and went back to examining Neal. As she did she said, “Besides me, there is only Sam left of all the girls who need treatment. For the moment anyway.”

“Sam, that’s the boy who’s transgendering into a girl like Neal did?”

“That’s right. He fell into a deep sleep and hasn’t woken yet. As far as we can tell there are no problems. It’s just that his transformation is going far slower than Neal’s did. For some reason Neal has a far higher level of nanites than anyone we’ve tested to date. His transition was seamless. If not for the fact he was in full stage costume we might have been able to figure out just how fast it was. But the longest possible length would have been about four hours. That’s incredible. A full body transformation from male to female in such a short space of time. And her nanites even salvaged material from the sexual prosthetics she was wearing as part of her costume.

Despite Malina trying to maintain a clinical attitude it was fairly obvious to Helen that the doctor was fully aware of how this was going to go, and was looking forward to it. But, maybe with a hint of trepidation. Helen did not hold that against her. Maybe an experienced porn star could contemplate having a thirteen inch dick shoved into her body, but there were few normal females who could contemplate it with equanimity if it was their first time with someone so well hung.

Helen frowned slightly. “Normal! That was the thing wasn’t it. None of them were normal anymore. Her becoming a futa was merely the most obvious example of that fact. Neal’s transformation was more extreme, by a large measure, but it was not as obvious. Anyone not aware of the truth would look at the small red-head and see a perfectly normal, fuckable, shortstack. Helen herself had to take it on faith that the girl she had just face-fucked had once been a boy. But, she could think of no reason everyone would lie to her about it. As for the other girl’s in the house, and John himself. Their changes were not as obvious, but the fact she’d forced thirteen inches of cock into Maki’s cunt proved that they were no longer fully human internally. Given Maki’s size, six inches should have been more than enough to bump into her cervix. Helen’s speculation on just how much the girls had been modified came to a halt when Malina did something distracting.

The brown-skinned doctor shrugged out of her lab coat, leaving her dressed in nothing but a pair of sensible shoes and white socks. “Just give me a minute. No point in wasting a chance to gather some data,” she told Helen as she extracted a black elastic collar similiar to the one Betty had been wearing while John had been throat fucking her. Malina pulled open the velcro connectors and snugged the collar around her neck. She then fiddled with a cabinet type medical device until there was a loud beep, which seemed to satisfy her.

“Okay then, let's do this thing,” Malina said as she used an elastic band to secure her hair away from her face.

“You’re not going to put on a big production of being coerced?” Helen asked in a joking tone that she hoped concealed a certain vague disappointment. She’d become quite fond of dominating the younger females.

Malina gave her a cheerful grin as she dropped to her knees in front of Helen. “Maybe some other time. Has anyone shown you the dungeon? I play a great damsel in distress.”

Helen gave the girl a searching look, wondering if Malina was messing with her in the same manner as Maki seemed to love doing. If she was, she'd find, like Maki had, that it was not wise to poke the mama bear. For now Helen took Malina at her word, and said. “I look forward to seeing it, and trying it out.”

Malina liked her lips, from nervousness, not anticipation, if Helen was any judge. “I think I may need your hel...Huuk!” Whatever Malina had intended to say was cut off as Helen placed a hand on the back of her head while thrusting her hips forward and sinking a good four inches of thick cock into her mouth. There had been enough talk.

“Ooooh, yeah. Momma like,” Helen cooed as Malina’s wet mouth engulfed the fat head of her futa cock. The girl might not have a body temperature as high as M’Ress, but she still felt warm and welcoming to Helen.

“Guk! Guk! Guk!” sounds came from Malina as Helen used her mouth with no consideration for her comfort at all. That included doing her best to force her thick shaft down the other girl’s throat. If Malina hadn’t wanted to get throat fucked she should not have put that sensor collar around her neck.

Despite the ruthlessness Helen was displaying, she was actually taking it easier on Malina than she could have. The mom in her would not let her punish someone who had not earned it. Currently her actions were more in line with a mom encouraging a child to push through a difficult task, like riding a bike for the first time without training wheels. You might suffer some bruises and contusions along the way, but the lesson you learned would stick with you for life. In this case Malina needed to learn that she could swallow every inch of Helen’s cock. If the smaller Neal could manage it, so could she.

“Huk! Huk, Guck!” Malina coughed and gagged as a mixture of her and Helen’s fluids bubbled out around her lips and dripped off her chin onto her swaying breasts in long gooey streamers.

Malina put her hands on Helen’s thighs, not to try and push her away, but more to steady herself as she added her own efforts to Helen’s encouragement and tried to force more of the futa’s cock down her throat with each downward bob of her head. Her eyes were clenched shut and stress tears were leaking out from under her eyelids and joining the mess around her mouth.

It took a little bit of time, but soon Malina engulfed every inch of Helen’s shaft and she bobbed her head up and down as she slid ten inches of shaft in and out of her mouth with every cycle. She still gagged slightly on each swallow, but Helen was more than happy with that. The feel of the girl’s throat convulsing slightly around the big fat tip of her dick felt wonderful.

Helen soon felt the familiar burn in her belly, and had no inclination to hold back. As she had with Neal earlier she clamped her hands onto Malina’s head just as the girl’s nose pressed up against her lower belly and held her firmly in place as her cock swelled and blasted a large load straight into the doctor’s belly. As far as Helen could tell it was just as large as the one she’d filled Neal with and she savored every pleasurable pulse.

The hands resting on Helen’s thighs became insistent as they pushed hard against the futa as Malina tried to pull away from the massive futa-cock that was strangling her, but Helen was unrelenting. Not until she was sure the girl’s convulsive swallowing had milked every drop of her spunk out of her faux-balls did she relent and withdraw herself from the other girl.

Helen’s dick popped out of Malina’s mouth, spraying the doctor’s face with a last feeble jet of sperm right before the girl fell onto her hands and knees and coughed violently to clear her airways. Sperm dribbled from her gasping mouth, and both nostrils as tears ran down her glazed cheeks, cutting tracks in the mess Helen had made of her face.

All in all, a job well done, Helen thought smugly. Her eyes wandered around the room as Malina recovered from taking her medicine. John was standing beside the bent over Natalia while Betty cleaned his cock. The big brunette’s cunt and ass were body distended and leaking John’s thick cream. She looked like she was as out of it as Maki and Neal at the moment.

It looked like her son had enjoyed himself.

Helen’s gaze shifted slightly to M’Ress. A frown creased her forehead. The small cat-girl looked like she was about to have a fit. Her tail was jerking wildly and her pupils were hugely dilated as she stared at John’s manhood as if she was starving. That had to be taken care of before the girl lost all control and jumped John.

Natalia had made it very clear that it would be some time before John dared mount the girl when she was not restrained. Those claws on her hands would do a fuck of a lot more than scratch John’s back if she lost control, and the ones on her feet were even bigger. And that wasn’t even getting into the inch and a half long, razor sharp, canines that were clearly visible as she panted in desire.

“Time to bell the cat,” Helen said as she helped the still coughing Malina to her feet.

[I'm working on two stories. this one and, "The Girl who fell from the Sky" which one I focus on will depend on the response they draw.]