Ro3: Crying over cracked eggs

Joan cowered in the corner, keenly aware of how much tension had just filled the room and how all of it was directed at her. She couldn't even manage the words to ask what they were looking at, her little cock was still there, the same as it had always been. She supposed it would be a bit of a surprise to Rick if he hadn't noticed until now but it wasn't like she was the only shemale in the room, even if she was by far the smallest. A big part of her shyness came from all the teasing and harassment her little sister had given her growing up, showing off her enormous horse cock whenever the occasion presented itself and sending Jane running. It didn't help that the teasing got her hard and she could feel the bouncing of her little dick under her skirt as she ran away... usually to touch herself in the shower. She was so ashamed of her little cock, which made her hard, which Sharon made fun of, which made her more ashamed and more hard, and she ended up fondling her petite cock and balls as the shame threatened to kill her.

Mom had been zero help, often deriding her with underhanded comments about weak genes and inferior virility. Shannon had really been her only confidant and friend in the house growing up, standing up to Sharon's insults and Suzanne's jibes. Joan kind of idolized her even though she was the elder sister, she'd never be able to stand up to her sister or mom like that.

Unfortunately everyone's libidos had suddenly exploded and a lifetime of sexual tension and ogling had broken into full fledged debauchery. Joan shuddered to think of what was going on downstairs with their mom, even Shannon wouldn't be able to stand up to her for long. Those freaky horse genes or something made her irresistible and pretty soon you'd start doing what she said just to feel her body close to yours... Joan groaned, the miserable pit in her stomach growing deeper as the other three be-dicked people gawked at her.

Sharon viciously kicked Robin in the dick, sending the dumb girl into a fetal position on the floor, and screamed at her as she renewed her struggles, "SHE WAS MY BABY MOMMA YOU BITCH! I'LL KILL YOU!" Rick had to use both arms and legs to keep the enraged girl down, his expression one of a man trying to deal with an uncomfortable new truth. Joan pulled her legs to her chest and hid her face, completely at a loss and terrified of her little sister.

Rick almost welcomed the task of restraining the struggling dickgirl just so it took his mind off of what he'd just seen. Joan had grown a dick in a few seconds, her pussy completely morphing to become the new diminutive male genitalia. He might be kind of a jock but he wasn't stupid: this was some magic bullshit he really didn't want to get sucked into. That ring was trouble no matter what. Even if he was the one holding it he knew he couldn't be trusted with that kind of power. Thanks to his power he'd had a lifetime to realize how absolutely power could corrupt a person... or had he? That ring supposedly changed people without them knowing. The thought was disturbing but in another way... hopeful. He hadn't just been bantering when he'd said he wasn't proud of some of the things he'd done. If the ring was as powerful as it seemed then... maybe he was actually just a normal guy with a different personality printed on him. It was sobering to think of. Who was he before? Did he want to remember that any more than he wanted to forget the life he thought he'd lead? Fuck... he still didn't know for sure. Maybe his power was what he remembered and had nothing to do with the ring. Then again... Joan believed it. He knew she couldn't lie, his powers wouldn't let her. Certainly not someone as submissive as her anyway.

"Sharon. Sharon! Calm down. Relax. Breath. In. Out. In." She paid him no mind... at first. After a minute or two though her breathing started to slow and the **** left her eyes, though they now filled with tears. "I'd impregnated her. She was carrying my baby." Rick almost felt bad for her. Almost.

"You knocked up your sister?" A hint of incredulity slipped into his otherwise calm voice and Sharon glared at him. "It's what I am! I impregnate fillies with my big hard-" Rick slapped her across the face. Not particularly hard but enough to shut her up. Grabbing the bag of zip-ties he always kept in his pocket he quickly bound her to the bed while she was still stunned, using a mixture of the ties and bedsheets to get the desired effect of her with her ass in the air. He slid over her to speak into her ear, "You're a real psycho you know that Sharon?"

"Fuck yo-Mmph!" He stuffed a balled up pair of panties into her mouth, quieting her as he tied them in place with a strip of bed sheet to make a proper gag. He sat back, enjoying the view as the defiant girl struggled futilely against his handiwork. His eyes flicked to the still balled up Robin, whimpering profanities as she cradled her junk. She looked up to him and muttered, "Dumb Meany B-" Before he body tackled her and clapped a hand over her mouth. That was way too close.

Robin was kind of regretting coming to the party. Sure, there were a lot of really interesting things going on with other peoples cocks and pussies but everyone was just being so mean to her! Sharon had actually kicked her! In the dick! It brought tears to Robin's eyes to think about what could have happened if she aimed lower. As it was, her dick was recovering but now she was being gagged by the new studly Rick. Although... she guess she didn't mind that much, so long as someone blew someone and if her mouth was gagged then...?. Despite being a bimbo Robin had always shyed away from the really kinky stuff... stuff Rick was obviously very experienced in. She couldn't even make a word through the thick gag in her mouth! Not that she didn't try."Mmphmhmmph?" Rick sighed, moving onto tying up her arms. "No Robin, I told you: I'm making sure you can't say anything so that the ring doesn't do something crazy." She wrinkled her face and fingered the ring, "Yeah, I know I could just take it off you but I don't trust this magic shit. Don't want anything to do with it if I can help it." He secured her arms and helped her up to the bed, where Sharon glared at her. "Now. I'm a peacemaker by heart, so I'm gonna help you two get along ok? I think the big problem is that Sharon? You're waaay too aggressive and you let your dick do all the talking. Robin? Same but replace 'Aggressive' with 'dumb as bricks.'" He laid a hand on both of the girls lovely posteriors and massaged gentle circles as he talked, drawing muffled coos from both of them, "So I'm gonna get you started Sharon and then I'm gonna let Robin take over. Ok?" It was phrased as a question but the way he said it left no room for debate, even though Sharon tried to talk back as he walked his knees forward so his crock was even with her ass.

"Now now Sharon. This isn't the time. We're here to work through your issues. Try to relax ok? Just relax... breath... feel the knots... taste the gag..." He continued to whisper into her ear calmingly, bent over her tied up body. Sharon resolutely held onto her control of his cock. He wasn't gonna do jack shit with his... little... god he had a nice voice. So calm and relaxing.

She found herself listening to him intently, doing as he said. She relaxed into the bed, enjoying the weight off her hips as her balls rested on the mattress. She breathed deeply, relishing the not-so faint aroma of her own jizz covering the carpet below. She felt the knots digging into her wrists and ankles but she didn't resist them anymore, just relaxed into them. Her tongue worked the lacy panties stuck in her mouth, delighting in the faint musky taste... NO! "MMPH! Mph-pmmd!" She struggled hard against her ties, like a stallion in a net, but no matter how hard she struggled she couldn't escape that voice.

"Sharon stop. You're making a fool of yourself. Just listen to me, breath in, breath out..." Soon she was resting on the bed again, breathing slowly and deeply through her gag, licking the tasty fabric. She was so relaxed she didn't even flinch as something warm and wet spattered on her rosebud, "Have you ever taken anything in the butt Sharon?" She wiggled, liking how her cheeks slid together with the added lubricant, "Nm-mm." Another glob of liquid landed between her cheeks and she flexed her butt more out of curiosity than reflex. "Good, good. You know it will feel really good to have something pushed into your ass right? Massage your horse cock from the inside?" She groaned, feeling the goo slide around between her butt cheeks as she thought about her cock getting massaged.

"Do you want me to put something in your ass?" "Mm-hm..." "Ok. I will, nice and gentle, but first I have some questions ok?" Sharon pouted. She really wanted to feel something pushed into her butt. "I'm gonna take this gag out ok? So you can answer me. Then I'll put it right back in, ok?" She nodded, sighing as her balls shifted on the silky sheets.

Rick undid her gag and she found herself missing the texture, what was her tongue supposed to do now? "What did you do to my dick?" Sharon giggled, "I made you soft." Rick's hand tightened on her butt, not quite painfully but almost, "Yeah I got that part. How did you make me soft?" Sharon smiled, tongue slipping out to try and reach the musky panty ball in front of her as she answered, "I cwan cwontrwol pweopleth cockth wif my mind." there was a pause and then Rick's hands continued to massage her butt, making her moan appreciatively, "Ok. Can you stop making me soft?" Sharon retracted her tongue, pouting, "But I don't want you to be hard. Only I should be hard with fertile mares around."

An exasperated sight punctuated Rick's response, "Well, there aren't any fertile mares in the room Sharon so could you please stop?" Sharon felt a pressure in her mind, making her want to obey, want to submit. She frowned, "N-no..." "Sharon. Stop. Now." Like a switch, she couldn't resist losing control of Rick's cock and after a moment she felt the hot rod poke her thigh. It startled her a bit and she jumped, causing Rick to repeat his calming speech. In a moment she was back in her gag, relaxing with her ass in the air. This time she heard Rick spit onto her butt and she moaned half in realization, half in arousal. Her own cock was beginning to stir from its sheath. She was built for domination and breeding but... this felt really good.

It was with minimal resistance that Rick slipped his pinky inside her lubricated virgin asshole and she giggled at the odd sensation. She wanted to clamp down on it but Rick kept whispering in her ear to stay relaxed, so she did. She felt his knuckles brush her sensitive perineum and she whimpered, cock twitching as it began to exit its sheath. Then his finger caressed her enlarged prostate and she bucked in surprise, arching her back and cock suddenly shooting to near-full mast in just a moment.

Normal doctors had always had trouble evaluating her abdominal health, particularly when it came to rectal examinations, because her inhuman genitalia caused things to shift around in weird ways. Her prostate and other glands were as big as a horse, encroaching on everything else. She was always a little weary of eating too much solid food for fear of the awkward sensations the next time she had to use the bathroom. Her prostate was just so sensitive and huge that it made examinations really weird.

Which was why when Rick started to massage her prostate using his pinky she felt like she might cum on the spot, "Relax Sharon, just enjoy the feeling, enjoy your massage, relax..." She slowly sank back down onto the increasingly damp sheets, cock now standing like a fleshy pillar on the bed, keeping her hips aloft. It pulsed in time with Rick's ministrations and Sharon sighed blissfully as she felt another finger go up her ass to join the first.

Rick smirked at the growing wet stain under Sharon's cock, it seemed to be pumping pre-cup directly into the mattress from his current angle. Her balls twitched and shifted as he added more and more stimulation to her loosening backdoor. When he had three fingers rubbing the soft wall of her prostate he couldn't take it. Withdrawing, to a groan of disappointment from Sharon, he positioned himself and pushed the head of his cock into her relaxed asshole. She spasmed lightly, hands clenching and unclenching in time with her rectum, before accepting the hot presence and allowing him to push deeper. Just as he expected her asshole was incredibly tight, almost painfully so, but her insides were almost just as tight, no doubt from her equine anatomy. She moaned loudly through her gag as he sank another inch or two inside, lightly rocking back and forth to make progress.

"Mth fo phuking phot." He'd almost forgotten Robin was seated next to them, bound up like Sharon but sitting on her legs, staring intently at your union while her own enormous cock stood straight up from her lap. He wondered how she didn't get lightheaded from all the blood rushing into that thing. Of course, if she did he doubted she'd be observant enough to notice. He continued to rock forward until he found a sweetspot, causing Sharon to push back onto him each time he pressed on it with a pleasured grunt. Pity. He still had a few more inches left but he was more concerned with getting her hot. "Ok Sharon, you said you could control people's cocks? Can you stop people from cumming?" She was barely listening, her eyes staring heatedly into the distance, drool escaping from her gag, "Nh-nh-nh-mh! Mh-hmm..." Rick sunk the rest of his length into her bowels and she groaned desperately, her cock pulsing in preparation for the big event. "Great. I want you to stop yourself from cumming until I say, ok? Just stay half-hard and on the edge till I tell you, ok?" Sharon nodded, barely hearing the words, moaning for her impending climax.

He smirked. Sometimes his power worked like that: forcing compliance even if the person didn't consciously consider his words. She was now rocking back onto his shaft with increasing gusto, making full use of the little range of motion she had to plunge his cock as deeply inside herself as she could. He could feel his own orgasm fast approaching and he reluctantly slid out of her accepting asshole. She let out a pained wail through the gag, humping back to try and reestablish contact, her ass gaping for a moment before beginning to recover and close. He didn't give it the chance. Grabbing the startled shemale by the shoulders, Rick hauled Robin over to take his place. Before either of them new what was going on, he had her nine inch erection pressed to Sharon's closing ass, which welcomed the cock as though it were an old friend. Sharon pushed back forcefully onto what she thought was his penis but froze immediately and shrieked through the gag in surprise as the shemale's massive cock stretched her to new widths.

Unfortunately Robin chose that moment to finally catch up and thrust her hips forward with a blissful groan, burying a little over six of her nine inches into her friends asshole before Sharons clenched sphincter stopped her progression. Rick grabbed Robin's hips to stop her and was at Sharon's ear in a moment, soothing her ragged breathing with his words, "it's ok baby, I have to go but Robin's going to take over for me ok? Just relax everything below your waist, just let her slide inside. I know you can do it, just think about how good it will feel when she's all the way inside ok? Just relax..." It took a while but Robin slowly started to sink further inside, Sharon's breathing coming in short gasps despite her relaxed state. With a cry of victory Robin thrust the last inch and slapped her heavy balls against Sharon's, the four pendulous orbs rippling slightly from the impact. Both dickgirls screamed through their gags, the sensations overwhelming their sedated minds.

Rick smiled as he watched Sharon's balls start to contract only to relax again, over and over, only precum puddling between her legs from her half-sheathed but extremely aroused cock. His command seemed to be holding, which was good to know: he could control other people's powers with his own. Robin pulled out a few inches before thrusting again, unable to commit to pulling all the way out, and her eyes rolled up as her balls contracted. Rick's smile vanished. What the fuck was that? Like a thrust and a half? NOnono this would not do.

Sharon quivered as hot shemale seed filled her bowels, deeper than anything was meant to go. She didn't even care Robin had cum so quickly, the hot spurts of spunk inside her were orgasmic on their own... if she could just cum! She was so fucking close! She bucked, her own cock driving into the soaked mattress, to try and push herself over the edge but it was no use. Robin's cock slowly began to soften and her abdominal muscles clenched down, unwilling to let the invader go, but it was no use. "Sharon? Make Robin hard." The command didn't register beyond a dim confusion but she gasped as the cock in her asshole suddenly re-inflated. Yes! Robin groaned, her cock surely sore and sensitive from her abbreviated refractory period, and winced as Sharon began thrusting back onto her... only to feel another hot spurt of seed somewhere deep in her bowels and a low groan from Robin as her hips humped out four or five large squirts in rapid fire succession before she slumped over Sharon.

Sharon screamed through her gag in frustration, her balls convulsions only seeming to stir the roiling cum around inside without release. "Sharon? I want you to keep Robin hard till you cum. Robin? I want you to keep fucking Sharon's asshole till you go soft." Rick sat back on his laurels, annoyed with Robin for having such a hair trigger. Now things started getting interesting. Sharon thrust back against the smaller cock inside her, her own horsecock flopping wildly between her balls and her smooth belly while Robin's balls impacted onto her sensitive perineum. Robin had a scared look in her eyes for a moment before getting back into the groove, looking overjoyed when she didn't cum in two thrusts like before. Sharon moaned inanely, feeling a large deposit of hot cum sloshing around in her gut where it didn't belong, her balls growing sore as both her own cock and Robin's balls hammered into them with every thrust and pullback.

Rick smiled at the rutting pair, wishing he had his phone to record what was unfolding before his eyes. Even for him this was something else. Satisfied the two would keep going till he said otherwise, he turned to the last dickgirl in the room and smiled kindly.

Joan had watched the whole thing unfold with fear, then with awe, and now with lust. She wanted so badly to be commanded like her sister and Robin were. To be **** to do something so wrong and depraved and loving every second of it. She'd been jerking herself off since Rick had slipped a finger inside her little sister, her poor little 4 inch cock bending this way and that as her fist tugged it vigorously. Around the time Rick had bottomed out in Sharon, the fingers of Joan's other hand slipped behind her to start fingering her ass. She'd never been touched there erotically before, most boys lost interest as soon as they saw her little cock, and she couldn't hold back a tremulous cry as she thrust her finger inside. She quickly located her prostate, the angle forcing her to reach awkwardly around to get better contact but, "Oh GOD..." it was worth it.

She'd jerked off countless times in her bed and in the shower, much to her sisters and mothers amusement, but this was on a completely new level. The total perversity of what she was looking at, as well as the familiarity and empathy she felt for the two dickgirls, somehow kept her from blowing her load in her usual 70 seconds. When Rick had switched off with Robin she'd almost gone over the edge but managed to hold on by grabbing her little sack and forcefully squeezing, preventing them from ejecting their contents. It hurt sooo bad... and so good. After a few moments she continued, the new ache in her balls driving her to even greater heights of arousal as her sister took nine inches of dickgirl meat up her ass. She'd almost cursed when Robin had blown her load so quickly and she couldn't remember ever being so angry with someone before she saw her do it again, only her crippling shyness and repression stopped her from calling out in frustration. Soon they were back at it again though, with Rick whispering commands to both girls while Joan fought not to spray her load all over her hand. She thrust her finger deep inside her ass, mashing forcefully against her diminutive prostate and driving herself unstoppably towards what she knew would be the best climax of her life. As Rick smiled at her, she cried out in passion and her little cock spasmed, shooting a gob of her cum all the way up to her bellybutton before pulsing and dribbling the rest over her hand. Gasping for breath, her other hand continued to finger her tight little asshole and she found herself adding a second finger as Rick rose and approached her corner.