Scenes From A Destination Wedding Weekend, Part 8: The Great Gina Gangbang

Daphne

{reveal "Author Citation"} Gina is a victim of a body control curse as seen in Gina and Marcie Read CHYOA. And, yes, it is canonically referred to as Gina and Marcie Read CHYOA here... {endreveal}

“Daph, sit. Now.” Scarlet commands.

The mermaid flops onto the nice sized Hotel bed in a bit of a huff. Alex is snickering behind the oread’s back, at least until Scarlet turns around to give the valkyrie a well honed “I’m not mad, just disappointed” Mom look. Alex sits beside her mermaid-wife, wrapping an arm around Daphne and mouthing “Sorry...” to Scarlet.

The oread holds Gina, having reverted back to the necklace form Daphne turned her into, in her hands. It was apparently a mistake to turn Gina into an actual mermaid during lagoon time. Her expanded egg sacs still look really good in gold.

“Explain. Now.”

“OkaysoIsawGinaexplodeoutofthatpackageandshehadhugeeggsacsandaskedforhelpandIhelpedherlikeagoodtransmuterwizardfriendwould!”

Scarlet pinches the bridge of her nose. “Please, love, try again and remember to breathe this time.”

Daphne takes a big breath, then tries again, “Okay so I saw Gina explode out of that package and she had huge egg sacs and asked for help and I helped her like a good transmuter wizard friend would!”

“By turning her into a necklace of herself as a big breasted mermaid?”

Daphne nods her head yes. Alex nods, too, noting, “Makes sense to me.”

“Not helping, love.”

“Well, I didn’t know what Norah and Riley would have done to Gina at the time and they were very mean to me in the baking competition! I needed a way to keep Gina safe!”

Again, Alex nods along like Daphne was making logical decisions. The mermaid appreciates the moral support.

Scarlet sets the necklace down on a chair. “Fix her, Daph. Now.”

Daphne casts True Polymorph once again, returning Gina to her normal (if currently naked save her spoiler preventing sunglasses) sexy girl form. Daphne couldn’t help but make some improvements, of course; Gina now has a mermaid reproductive system in addition to her normal one, her breasts are now permanently G-cups (for Gina) and she has sexy shark teeth like Daphne. She immediately cracks several of them biting onto Scarlet’s forearm. But, one sexy thing about shark teeth is that they grow back pretty quickly!

Alex quips, “That was probably the worst place to bite there, champ.”

The former bully grouses, whistling through the gaps in her teeth, “You sick fuck! What did you do to me? That’s what I get for trusting a perverted, cum-guzzling, hypersexual freak like you! Why I oughta...”

Daphne starts to pout about the severe tongue lashing Gina is giving her. She mutters, not able to make eye contact, “I was just trying to be a good friend.”

Helpfully, her wives are here. Scarlet can get scary when she’s mad. She lifts up Gina with one hand like it’s nothing and pins her to the wall. “Look, you ungrateful little bitch. You know what all she’s done trying to earn your friendship? She joined your weird smut review club. She made us help her review stuff.”

“And got me shot by a pregnant weed farmer!” Alex quips.

“Granted, the friendship art prank was a little bit overboard, but she did that so you two could bond over good-natured ribbing. And, now, she was just doing you a very stupid favor and that is the thanks you give her? YOU DON’T TALK TO MY WIFE THAT WAY!”

Alex nods, “I concur. Also, what’s with the dumb sunglasses?”

“Oh,” Daphne answers, “Those sunglasses have anti-spoiler magic. So, she can’t see anything they haven’t read about from their reviews.”

“Huh,” Alex muses, “Soooo, can she see me?”

“Nope.”

“Radical, dudette.”

Scarlet turns to the pinned bully, “Anything you want to say?”

Gina, defiant, spits, “Fuck you, you pathetic stripper nerd. Tina’s waaay hotter than you. Don’t know how you got tips with those tiny tits.”

Scarlet starts to smolder. While Gina can’t see the effects of that particular transformation, she can definitely feel it. The skin around her shoulder starts to blister from the sudden third degree burn.

Daphne finds her voice again, “You know, if I drop concentration on the spell before it resolves, you go back as a necklace until I want to try again, right? Maybe you should, you know, be friendly?”

Alex muses, “Hmm... I wonder how long we could store the Gina necklace in the family treasure vault before Harp would notice? Days? Weeks? Months? Years?”

That changes Gina’s tune, “I’m sorry, I’m sorry, we all said and did things that we shouldn’t have. I am sure we can work things out?”

Daphne hops up to glomp upon Gina, motorboating those magical egg sacs, “I’m sorry, too! Let’s be friends!!!! YAY!!!! FRIENDSHIP!!!!!”

“Help! Help! Can’t... breathe!”

“Daph,” Scarlet sighs, “let her down please.”

“So, now that we sorted all that out...” Alex begins.

“For now,” Scarlet interjects.

“Okay, for now, were we going to have sex still or does our extra nose make that out of the question?”

“I guess she can sit and review us. Isn’t that her job?” Scarlet sighs.

“Oooooor,” Daphne argues, “Gina could join us! She IS on my extra special sexy times guest list!”

Gina looks confused, “Your... what?”

Scarlet sighs again, “When the three of us got married to Harper, we each put some names of people we’d like to be considered to join us for sex, on the off-chance we get to meet them. You were on Daph’s list.”

Daphne hops into bed, pulling her oversized T-shirt into her inventory. Alex summons a blindfold and, with a smirk, says, “Okay, Gina, we all obviously need to work out some kinks in our relationships. Would you like to sit in the cuck chair and watch or would you like to be blindfolded and join in?”

Scarlet raises an eyebrow. Alex shrugs, “What? She’s kind of hot, especially with those tits.”

Daphne begs, wiggling her bare body the whole time, “Pleeease, Gina! Friendship sex! Also, Marcie isn’t here to force you! You get to actually decide to have sex for once!”

“I don’t want to have sex with you two nerds and a ghost voice!” Gina exclaims, already standing to pounce. She attempts to leap onto Daphne in an effort to dominantly pin the mermaid, only to end up knocking a tooth out on Daphne’s chest? Gina is grabbed by the ankle and lifted up by Alex.

“She is a confusing one,” Alex exclaims as Daphne secures the blindfold, using some basic transmutation magic to fuse the ends together. There. Spoiler-free friendship sex guaranteed!

“Oh, she has a body control curse. Marcie likely ordered her to sex me up. I’d check with telepathy, but then she’d go back to being a necklace.”

“So, she really doesn’t want to have sex with us?” Alex asks, dropping Gina onto the mattress, head first. She bounces, legs first, at Daphne’s face.

Scarlet commands, “Wait, Daph!” when the mermaid was about to start probing Gina’s bully hole. The oread leans down, stating, “let me check her first.” Scarlet taps into The Magic of Career Change, evaluating her mental state. After a few moments, she leans back, “Wow, your mind is so messed up. Gina is a total Tegan. She’s in complete denial about her sexual desires. She LIKES being controlled.”

“DO NOT!!!” Gina shouts.

“I don’t know,” Daphne teases, “I can see how wet your not-cloaca is right now.”

“Why are you staring at my... wait, not-cloaca? What’s a cloaca? Why are you comparing a part of my body to a cloaca?”

Scarlet squats down to get to eye-level with the shark-toothed shark-loving girl. She covers her mouth with obsidian encrusted hands. “Okay. Actual choice time. Option one, we tie you up, I treat you for mental trauma with my transformation, then figure out what to do with you in the morning. Option two, you ask us politely for sex, we give you the best night of your life, then figure out what to do with you in the morning. Choose.”

Daphne watches with bated breath blowing across Gina’s not-cloaca. The former bully squirms, panting. “Please, sex me up good?”

I don’t need to be asked twice!

The Broadcast

Thus the Great Gina Gangbang of Andy’s Wedding Eve began. Bards and poets will compose their greatest works to capture the essence of the night from now until far into the future. Alex is sure to be composing something in her head right now.

Daphne takes first crack at Gina’s lower lips, lavishing them with attention from webbed fingers and heavily textured tongue. She drags Gina towards the center of the bed.

Gina was having second thoughts. Should I really be doing this? I broke my fucking teeth on these bitches, got burned and transformed into whatever the fuck has a cloaca. In short, these psychos are completely crazy. She better makes sure she gets away from them fast. “Hey... hold on a minute, let’s just mpfff!!!”

Alex sits on Gina’s face to start, grinding her clit onto the bully’s nose, growling, “C’mon, dudette, you should know what to do now.” When Gina starts to get to work, hesitantly, Alex coos, “Good girl!”

Scarlet starts with a ki point to treat Gina’s burn with a Pulse of Pleasure, making sure the blistered and charred skin returns to normal, then sighs as she’s stuck starting with the ballooned breasts. Her hands glow molten red, then shift to pink as she uses her magma mitts to massage those massive mammaries. The more Gina’s chest is coated in pink flames, the more sensitive she feels.

Gina screeches into Alex’s angel altar, “Holy fuck, that feels good!”

Gina is lost in sensation despite the blindfold. The sounds of Daphne’s ministrations, Alex’s encouraging coos, flames dancing across her skin. The smell and taste of a woman riding her face with abandon. The feel of a woman’s inner walls clutching to her tongue, rocks pawing at her breasts, fingers and a tongue lapping at her folds. She loses count of how many times she cums before she tastes the love juices of a woman cumming on her face.

“Switch!” Daphne declares, “I claim egg sacs!”

Alex gets off of Gina’s face and moves towards her legs. “Let’s see what Gina tastes like.”

“Need... to... breathe!” Gina pants.

At this point these psycho bitches have already near completely exhausted Gina. Her other “lovers” Marcie and Marel both have a huge edging kink and just love to draw out her orgasm as long as possible. This is a different kind of hell. The never-ending pleasure rocks her body over and over.

Scarlet sighs, “I guess I shouldn’t ride her?”

Daphne, already groping Gina’s ginormous breasts while aligning her not-cloaca with Gina’s, declares, “Don’t worry, my oread-wife! I set Gina up to really enjoy a mermaid handjob. You know, like back at the seaside set?”

“What do you meeeeeeean! Handjob!? DID YOU GIVE ME A FUCKING DICK!?”

Scarlet smiles, ignoring the whiny brat, “You little mer-minx! Gina, ready for a spoiler?”

“N-neeever call me that again... you... stupid... fukck...inggg... aaahhhh!!!!”

Scarlet leans down to whisper in Gina’s ear, covering her mouth with obsidian encrusted hands. Half husky with arousal, half teasing, she does her best ASMR impression, “You are kind of dumb, huh? I was calling my Daphne a little mer-minx, not you. My fish-wife doesn’t do half measures, so I bet you can get pregnant the mermaid way now. Imagine those breasts being figuratively mauled by Daphne swelling up to hold three or four babies each, you stuck, flat on your back, your pussy pristine for Marcie’s pleasure. I can hear Cow-guy now, typing #GetGinaPreggers. Does that loss of control sound exciting?”

Gina tries to blubber out a response, but that is a bit of a tall order with the way her brain rapidly is devolving into mush. Even so, she refuses to give in. The mention of cow-guy has thankfully succeeded in lowering her arousal back to manageable levels.

While Scarlet speaks into Gina’s ear, the other two are busy. Daphne is delighted by Gina’s heaving egg sacs, squeezing and pinching and licking with glee. Alex is alternating between Daph and Gina, using her tongue on their slick folds, sticking fingers to probe for those special places to make them squirm.

But even the thought of cow-guy was only doing so much. Having her entirely biological make-up rearranged, the pleasure Gina is feeling is tremendously amplified. Normally, her body would have at least somewhat gotten used to the relentless onslaught of bliss, but as if to mock her, her arousal is only building and building.

Scarlet whispers, “Of course, if you get it reversed, you’ll never have an orgasm like this again…”

“Wait. Waitwaitwaitwait!!!!!!”

Suddenly, the oread shoves her hand deep into Gina’s mouth. The bully gags on it, trying to use teeth and tongue to force out the intruder. Alex starts focusing on Gina’s clit with her thumb as she shoves her tongue deep inside the bully. The Pulse of Pleasure blasted into Gina’s newly formed A-spot in the back of her throat starts a chain reaction in the former bully. Her whole body twitches and spasms from the sudden wave of orgasms, stacking on top of each other until it feels like one, hours long peak of pleasure.

“UGYYYAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!”

The fact that Gina is still conscious is a fucking miracle. She is no stranger to long orgasms; there’s a lot a sadistic psycho can do with a curse of obedience but even Marcie has her limits. This is completely and utterly overwhelming.

Gina nearly passes out. Gasping for air when she can finally breathe, the others have already moved. Daphne is grinding against Gina’s leg, seeking more friction, giggling in glee. Alex has moved on Gina’s left hand, grinding against it, slickening up those fingers with her arousal. Scarlet has interlocked her legs with Gina’s, slowly grinding their love buttons together as she works through some of Gina’s tension on her non-mermaid occupied calf.

“So,” Scarlet asks as she teases Gina with her hips, “How’s Gina’s taste?”

“Eh, lemon cake and disappointment,” Alex replies, “She only knows her dimension’s version of English and it’s not particularly linguistically interesting. They have weird ideas about the letter ‘h,’ I guess? Her version spells though as tough, for some reason?”

“F-fuuuck you... youuu... fuuucking invisible biiiitch!”

Alex starts to play with Gina’s breasts, after first giving them a slap, tutting, “Naughty dudette.” They are right there and spectacular, so why not?

Again, sensations threaten to overwhelm Gina’s mind. The whole room smells of female arousal; she can taste it in the air. The feel of clutching canal walls on her fingers. The feel of strong fingers stroking her nipples and the curves of her breasts. The feel of the puddle of love juices soaking into the mattress below her. The feel of grinding pussies on her leg and labia. The maddening touch on her calves, then her thighs, then her stomach as warm nimble rock hands tease her muscles. The babbling sounds... they can’t be coming from her, could they?

The pressure of thighs squeezing her head and sopping wet not-cloaca on her lips muffle the babbling. Daphne’s hands join forces with Alex’s in groping Gina. The mermaid coos, “Such good friends we are becoming, huh? Imagine all the fun things we can do together! Hmm... I could turn Marcie into... nah, you probably wouldn’t like that. Ooh, how about you join us for the DoD game Sam is bound to organize! You just scream human fighter! Little more... Gina... just need a friendship climax... and...”

“Neerd... I... wedgie you... gargggllll!!!”

Gina’s mouth is flooded with extra salty femcum. Between that and the grinding on her clit and the fact that three women are just using her as little more than a sex toy shoves her over the edge again. The grinding between her legs pick up, shoving her further and further down into orgasmic oblivion. The snatch on her fingers explodes next and Gina barely feels it. A sudden burst of wet heat squirts up her love tunnel. And Gina actually passes out this time.

Daphne starts to use Prestidigitation to clean everyone and the bed up. It takes a bit. Alex holds Gina to her bare breast, giving a little soothing aftercare.

“Only three rounds? For a smut reviewer, she doesn’t have a lot of stamina.” Alex quips.

“We’ll just need to invite Gina to more friendship orgies until she can handle us,” Daphne declares.

“You know we are going to have to talk about this with Harper in the morning, right?” Scarlet notes.

Sheets clean, Daphne glomps onto Gina again, her death grip cuddle squeezing the bully tightly to her chest. She sleepily yawns, “I’m sure our Beloved will understand.”

Alex is happy to not be trapped in a death grip hug. She forgot about Scarlet, who spoons her so tightly around the waist that the valkyrie feels the obsidian studs in the oread’s skin rub into her spine.

“That’s a worry for the morning,” Alex murmurs, “Night, dudettes.”

“Good night, my loves.”

Daphne is already asleep, happy as a clam, dreaming about more friendship orgies with Gina.