Ro3: Twin Prep

Zoe's lips tugged upon Suzanne's turgid nipple, her tongue sliding out to lavish it with both saliva and vaginal fluid. Her pleasure nodes crackled and gently seethed with a constant flow of low grade pleasure from the contact. She just couldn't get enough of this woman's luscious pregnant body. It shamed her to admit just how perverted she was. Somehow Sharon's violation and Zoe's first true sexual experience had opened some dark door of perversion hidden deep within her subconscious. It was crazy but the lithe redhead had no idea how else to explain her sudden fascination with not just lesbian sex but pregnant women as well, something she'd never once had an inkling about in the past. Well, she may have had a few fantasies about Angelina Jolie but who didn't?

Robin slowly jerked her shaft with one hand as she sat upon the bed a few inches away from Suzanne and Zoe, the other two women providing fucking hot wank material. The skinny girl's body was pressed up against the milf's side, her mouth pulling on one of Suzanne's fat tits as one hand traced circles across the smooth protruding pregnant belly. Robin was really horny and a bit frustrated. After Sharon had left, she'd tried to comfort Zoe and maybe score a little action. But Zoe slapped her the moment she'd tried to just pat her on the back! That would have been bad enough but then Sharon's mean ole mom had stepped in, making fun of Robin's again! Zoe struggled a bit but after a few minutes she'd completely wilted into Suzanne's arms and for the last few minutes seemed perfectly content to do whatever the milf wanted her to.

Robin just wished she could join in too! She'd tried to sidle up on Suzanne's other side but the milf had been quick to halt her efforts with her cruel words. It hadn't been all bad though, the blonde was a bit embarrassed to admit it even to herself that she'd cum and cum hard when Suzanne reached over and grabbed her dick, shaking her head, "This prepubescent little noodle isn't for fucking. It's for weak little girls like you to jerk as they watch the real women have fun!" Robin whined quietly to herself and then inched a bit closer as the milf pulled Zoe's head up for a kiss.

Zoe's eyes rolled back and her body stiffened against Suzanne's soft curves as the other woman's tongue expertly stimulated the inside of her mouth. She lost all awareness of the world as her consciousness narrowed to just the thumping waves of pleasure cascading down her gullet and across her gums. Finally she was released and she quickly slid down to suckle at Suzanne's teat once more, the lesser pleasure emanating from her lips was a soothing balm after that sudden onslaught of ecstasy. Slowly, she became aware of a shifting of pressure upon the bed and opened her eyes. She could just see Robin slowly creeping up on her side now. Her body tensed as she pulled her legs up, only to freeze when she reallized how this displayed the lower entrance to her pussy.

She felt a wave of gratitude well up when Suzanne's right arm gathered her up and pulled her into her lap, Zoe's body having to bend to accommodate her stomach. She started to lift one of the woman's breasts to suck some more but Suzanne stopped her with a hand. She gasped as she felt the older woman's lips press closely to her ear, her tongue licking her lobe for a moment before she whispered, "You have to tell her yourself."

Zoe made a noise of confusion, not able to form any words as one of Suzanne's hands penetrated her dripping slit. "You have to tell her you belong to Sharon. She needs to know her boundaries. And make fun of her a bit. She likes that. Call her dick a....a little peepee...yes, that's perfect!"

Zoe didn't hear most of that as her anger had flared up at Suzanne's declaration that she was Sharon's property. That was utterly insane. In fact...all of this was insane...what the hell was she doing-

"Oh! Hey! You got Zoe to come around, mom! That's great." Zoe's heart froze as she heard Sharon's excited voice.

"Why hello there my beautiful stud. Yea, she's definitely relaxing those prude values. I see you've got your filly back..." Zoe turned her head and saw Sharon walking over to the bed, an **** Charisma held bridal style in her arms. Both women were absolutely naked and Zoe's eyes were involuntarily drawn to Sharon's genitals. Thankfully, her shaft was completely flaccid but Zoe still found it hard to look away as her former friend's immense testicles bounced and swayed with her every moment, the still intimidatingly sized shaft swinging down past them. Even as horror filled her at the memories the sight stirred up, she slowly became aware of a small tingle of arousal that had nothing to do with Suzanne's body pressing against hers.

Setting Charisma down on the bed, Sharon said, "Yep! Hey Robin, get that little dick over here. You can fuck her but you have to move her to the middle of the bed and make sure her ass is up in the air."

Robin didn't need to be told twice and she quickly crawled across the bed to the busty, milk and semen leaking cheerleader. Zoe found herself looking at the blonde's sack peaking out between her legs and hastily turned her head, not before awknowledging how small and diminutive they looked now that Sharon was in the room. All such thoughts were pushed out of her mind as she reallized Sharon was right next to her. She squirmed and tried to get up as she felt the horse cocked girl's hands on her body, "Here, mom. I've got something really amazing planned that's going to take up the whole bed. Let me take her for you. I don't want you straining yourself in your condition."

"Awe! How sweet!" was Suzanne's inane reply as she helped lift Zoe. Before she knew it she was being held just as Charisma had been and she opened her mouth to protest as she pushed at Sharon's breasts, trying to get away. Sharon's eyes narrowed slightly and her friendly smile faded. Zoe was suddenly very aware of metal pressing into her thigh. She looked down at Sharon's hand grasping her thigh and her stomach dropped as she saw the ring.

Zoe felt disgust well up and a wave of traumatic feelings threatened to overtake the levies in her mind but she **** herself to act, knowing that her treacherous mouth would push back against her hysteria with an insanity all its own. She grabbed Sharon's shoulders, pulling herself up and then caught the back of the girl's head with one hand. She pressed her lips to Sharon's and thrust her tongue, the tidal wave of pleasure hitting mere moments after the startled girl responded with enthusiasm her own tongue diving into Zoe's mouth and lighting up her oral pleasure centers.

She came back to the world, settled into the cushy reading chair that had been in the corner of the room. Sharon was turning it to face the bed, her hands gripping its armrests. Zoe started to flinch as she felt and saw her friend's massive horse schlong laying on her navel, incredibly erect its mishapen head leaking liquid liberally into the red fuzz atop her mons. She **** her reaction down. She didn't know how to she was going to get out of this crazy situation but she knew she had to play along. She could not afford to be changed by that ring. Still, she barely stopped herself from jerking when Sharon's hand caressed her stomach, "I'm glad your not mad anymore, Zoe. I know it's a lot to take in but I promise I'll always take care of you. I'm going to make you so happy."

Zoe didn't know quite how to respond to her crazed friend's babbling, "Thanks?" she tried awkwardly.

Thankfully, Sharon's attention had already left her and Zoe **** her eyes skyward as she found herself looking at a big set of black balls as she walked to the foot of the bed. Zoe felt her mind struggling to process everything that had happened but she **** it to stop. For the moment, no one was messing with her. She just needed to relax for a second. Her eyes flitted towards the doorway on the otherside of the room. It seemed a long way away and her body felt incredibly weak, no doubt countless orgasms had a debilitating effect on her constitution. She could probably make it if the others were distracted but she wasn't quite sure how far she could get and she was quite aware of how readily Charisma had been retrieved. Nor could she quite get the fury and hate she'd heard in Sharon's voice earlier when she'd thought the cheerleader had stolen the ring. That had been scary. Crossing Sharon when she hadn't had the ring was bad enough, with it? Zoe shuddered. That line of thought was rather strongly reinforced when she looked up to see what the other three women were doing.

They were tying Charisma to the four bedposts with neck ties. She was lying there with her face and upperchest pressed into the bed with her ass up in the air. Suzanne was just pushing Robin out of the way to finish the final bond that had been giving the blonde problems. Sharon was slapping Charisma's raised rear, "Wake up, sleepy head! It's time for your punishment!"

The brunette was slowly starting to wake, making small sounds as she squirmed lightly. "Okay guys, I moved the bench over there next to Zoe so there's a perfect spot to watch. I've got it from here."

Zoe blinked and tried to tell herself it wasn't hot when Suzanne kissed her daughter passionately and then said, "OoOh...are you sure you don't want my help? This looks like a lot of fun and I've had quite a bit of experience with this sort of thing. I've had your father in this exact position more than a few times..."

"TMI mom, TMI. Nope, and I'm pretty sure you haven't done this with dad. Not unless you guys are into Donkey Shows anyway..."

Suzanne called back over her shoulder, "Oh but I am!"

"That's great! Your going to love this! Go on, Robin. You already spat your pathetic load in her twice now and you haven't even said thank you once."

Robin did as she was told, spitting out a very ungrateful, "Thank you."

Sharon glared from next to Charisma's raised hips, "I'd be careful if I were you, Robin." Zoe saw Sharon brandish the ring on her hand but the blonde wasn't paying any attention, instead she was pressing up against Suzanne on the bench. Zoe was grateful when that dark look faded from her friend's features but she couldn't help but think that Sharon would change Zoe eventually no matter how well she played along. She basically had the power of a god. She could change reality to suit her whims with nothing but a few words. Could anyone resist that temptation, let alone someone as badly twisted as Sharon had been? None of this was the Sharon that Zoe knew. Sharon was sweet, friendly, and generally optimistic. She didn't generally hold grudges, though Robin had been one of the only ones to consistently put her in a bad mood. But that was mostly because of how the vapid cheerleader had always insulted Sharon's less popular friends like Zoe as a way to attack the generally untouchable Sharon. Zoe had never heard Sharon's voice filled with as much anger and hate as she had earlier and she couldn't believe what she was actually going to do what she was hinting at to Charisma.

"Sexy Cow Udders." Zoe's ears perked up at the odd phrase bereft of context and her eyes instantly settled upon the glowing green ring upon Sharon's finger. She didn't seriously... Did she?

She did. It happened before Zoe's very eyes. Charisma's position with the immense size of her breasts taking much of her torso as they were smashed into the bed by her weight made it difficult to see but there was a bit of space between her raised thighs. That space was soon taken over by something else. Something pink and whitish. It was bulbous looking, its form squashed underneath her body as it grew. Zoe saw thick veins plump up underneath the skin along with something dark towards its bottom pressing out against the sheets. It took on the shape of a nipple and thin a stubby thumb of dark skin a bright contrast to the general pale color of the rest of the fleshy sack.

She'd done it. Sharon had given Charisma a cow's udders. Zoe couldn't believe it, her throat filled with revulsion along with an arousal she didn't notice. Sharon apparently reallized how difficult it was for them to see and she gripped Charisma's thighs, pulling them back and lifting her up with a casual display of strength totally out of keeping for a slender girl her size. The full shape of Charisma's udders bounced into view, six stubby black nipples rubbing across the sheet. Nothing about Charisma's human form had been changed, she was still a sexy curvy strong looking cheerleader with incredibly huge breasts. Just now she had a growth the size of a football hanging from her abdomen. It was hard to judge from over here, but it seemed to start just beneath her belly button and end somewhere upon her mons, Zoe had no doubt her vagina was still where it should be. Sharon would hardly mess with that! Zoe kept staring. It was hard to look away. It should have been the most disgusting thing...but the crazy thing was...

It made Charisma look so sexy. Zoe felt her insides get wet and she felt the familiar twisting sensation somewhere in her chest that let her know that eating at the moment would not be advisable. This was so fucked up! How could she be turned on by seeing a beautiful HOT girl with a sexy-no disgusting cow anatomy!

"That's hot..." said Robin dumbly.

"Yes but how..." asked Suzanne. Oh so now she notices the ring's power? Nothing else seemed a bit strange, really? Really?

"I'll explain later. Right now its time for the show to start!" chirped Sharon as she flounced off the bed and headed for the door.

The rocking of the bed in response finally caused Charisma to fully wake, she spoke sleepily but that quickly changed, "Hey. What's- HEY! WHAT THE FUCK! Someone better untie me right now or there's going to be issues. OH! Are there going to be issues!"

It was hard. 

Oh so hard to not lick up the entire juicy lovely little dollop of white deliciousness but she managed it with a tremendous **** of will. Even as she carefully touched her tongue to one side of the little drop of heaven she noted Taylor's face hovering, holding back. Oh god did she not deserve this wonderful girl. Shannon's heart welled up. She knew. Oh how ever did she know exactly how much Taylor's body was crying out for her to suck down all of this bit of cum herself. And yet somehow, she managed to hold back, to resist in order for Shannon to take it all. It seemed so simple yet Shannon knew how huge a sacrifice it truly was. This need was so overpowering, the addiction so strong... How could she not share this wonderful succulant cum with her devoted ****?

Shannon pressed her lips into the carpet's fibers, sucking at them greedily and swallowing the tiny wisps of perfection hungrily.

Her urgent need sated for the moment, she sat back on her heels, "Oh god, Taylor. I'm so sorry! I meant to share it just... I couldn't resist-"

Taylor looked from where she'd been sucking at the moist bit of carpet, "Don't be. You should...you should definitely withold it from me. I'm not worthy..."

Shannon knew her **** well enough by now to know what was needed. With but a sharp look, she guided the naked girl over her lap. The way Taylor's eyes lit up told her it was the right move and she was soon kneading the Asian's incredibly firm tight little ass, the comparison to Jessica's much fleshier softer rear coming unbidden to mind. Not that she'd ever had her girlfriend in this position! OH god...her girlfriend! Shannon forcefully shoved her concern aside. It hurt her to admit it but she felt far stronger feelings towards Taylor than she'd ever felt for Jessica. And Taylor was here, right now. Needing her. 

She brought her hand down hard and it stung. It stung badly from the sharp contact with Taylor's well muscled ass. Shannon ignored it as she brought her hand down again and again, Taylor's cute little butt squirming in what was no doubt arousal rather than any real discomfort. "You are too worthy! I made you! You're mine! I never want to hear that filth again! Or I"ll punish you just like this! Again and again!" Taylor cried out her assent with each spank. Shannon found herself enjoying this activity even more than she'd expected not the least because it was a perfect outlet for her frustration and dismay over Taylor's betrayal. She knew intellectually that Taylor hadn't betrayed her, physicaly could not betray her. But her heart felt differently and it felt good, so very good to administer such a harsh rebuke. The perfect thing about it was that her head had no qualms for the obstensible reason for why she was spanking Taylor was still valid and appropriate. Taylor's self-hatred needed to be rebuked and that's what this was and at the same time Shannon's irrational anger found a release. And to top it all off, Taylor was loving every second of it. It was truly win-win-win...

A few minutes later the girls were getting dressed and discussing their plans.

Sharon thought out loud as she buttoned her blouse, "Okay, okay...let's see...Wait! You can body-switch with Sharon, right? In her body you can just give me the ring or even use it to fix her! Right?"

Taylor looked crestfallen to dissapoint her mistress, even as she smoothed her skirt down over the slight bulge of the dildo betwixt her lions, "Um...no actually. Well, not yet. It will take 45 minutes to an hour for me to be able to use that technique again."

"Alright. That's still doable. Though I really don't want to wait that long. Hmmm...what are our strengths? Do you have any other ninja powers that could help?" Shannon pulled her skirt up carefully past her sensitive member. She sat down on the bed and immediately flipped up the skirt so that she could still see her beautiful horse flesh. Her eyes watched its powerful contours even in its sheath it was majestic. Tearing her eyes from it she watched her **** gaze at it with obvious adoration.

"Woah....Um...oh! Well honestly, I could easily subdue her no matter what's going on. I'm a ninja, right? Pop up right behind her and pow, knock her out. She won't even know a thing." Sharon noted Taylor's hand creeping along the bed towards her crotch and she felt a familiar pull between her own hands and her lovely member. Gently, she took her sheath in hand, reveling in the firm contact as her other hand squeezed into her wonderful sack. She started to stroke, coaxing her shaft out lovingly as she replied, "You know that just might work. Something so simple hadn't even occured to me. Still, we've got to be aware of passive powers..."

"Huh?" Taylor was clearly having trouble concentrating as a few inches of her thick member bulged out of its sheath. Shannon squeezed it, ignoring the discomfort as a thin dribble of pre dribbled out. She started to scrunch down as if she were going to reach it with her tongue when her **** moved with lightning speed. Her finger caught the end of the strand in an incredible display of dexterity and with a casual flick sent the wonderful glob flying into her descending mouth, the entirety of the sticky stream following to dissappear behind her satisfied lips. 

"It's fine." Shannon assured a suddenly mortified Taylor before continuing, "My mom, she turns you on and seduces you against your will. It's something you can fight so if we move quickly I don't think it should be a problem, but you never know. The problem is with the ring in her hands, who knows what other powers she could give someone?"

Taylor nodded, looking quite a bit more collected after her little snack, "Sure, but is she focused on empowering anyone? Isn't she just going around and making everyone fuckable? Plus it's not as if you don't have your own ace in the hole...you know that amazing cum of yours. Give someone a taste of that potent spunk and they'll be your **** forever! Mmmm..."

Shannon admonished her ****, "Careful. That is true though..." her voice trailed off as she thought about the implications of her super addictive semen. Indeed, perhaps she could create a measure of control over others by getting them hooked on her cum. The idea certainly had merits as far as her libido was concerned. Then again..."I don't know, Taylor. We are really and truly addicted in a way that goes far beyond the normal use of that term. I could see a person going crazy and becoming violent if they didn't get regular access to my wonderful nectar...wow. Did I really just say that?"

Taylor giggled, "It's so true though... I don't know. Maybe we can dilute it with water or something..."

The two girls discussed the possibilities for several more minutes. During that time, Taylor gave Shannon a brief but thorough list of her mystical capabilities and in fact the majority of them were completely focused on combat but Shannon saw a few that might be quite useful. In the end, they decided to find Sharon and get a feel for the situation. Shannon would decide what to do then.

As Taylor followed her mistress into the hallway, her eyes remained thoroughly glued to what she could see of Shannon's beautiful black testicles peaking out from under her skirt as they swayed. Shannon's skirt was riding up and Taylor wondered why her mistress wasn't being quite as conscientous as usual about her wardrobe and her endowment. Should she say something? She probably should but at the same time Taylor's mind was screaming NO. The last thing she wanted was to not be able to see those pendolous pleasure orbs so full of warm sticky sustenance. In Taylor's opinion, all would be right with the world if her mistress's beautiful genitals were always on display for everyone to gaze on with wonder and admiration.

Shannon froze, a tautness flashing across her body in an instant as something surprised her and Taylor cursed her own carelessness. She should have cleared the hallway first! Retrieving her blade from the bark, she tumble rolled past Shannon, coming to her feet in the hallway but remaining low with her dagger held tightly before her. She blinked as she watched the black furred rear end of some four legged beast disappear into Shannon's mom's room.

Her mistress's tone was dry, "Well. I guess we know where Sharon is..."