Soderton Part 3

Note: So my tastes have been getting weirder which makes for unrealistic scenes. My solution: Soderton 2277. It’s the future and genetic modification is commonplace. The mods are either bought or inherited and do all sorts of things like restructuring the body. So, if you read anything unrealistic it’s just set in Soderton these days, if you read anything really unrealistic or physically impossible, it’s gene mods.

Stories aren’t in chronological order; I rearranged what I thought were the grossest stories for last. Italics to signify internal thoughts don't survive copy paste into CHYOA for some reason, can't be bothered finding and reitalicizing them. Titles are meant to be bold for easy finding, also didn't survive copy paste. Two stories: Debates - home footage, and Dog Park were removed. Sometimes my tildes fuck with the structure. There shouldn't be any giant walls of text, if you find one, tell me. Finally, this isn't finished. I wanted to put in another 2 or 3 shorts that I had in mind but that would take like a day. And since it's been too long since I posted, I'll just edit them in when I'm done with them. Other stories to come shortly (this may be a lie).

Bully involves brother-sister ****. Soderton 2277 has no sex scenes, mostly set up, describing slutty things that are the norm. Rainy Day involves brother-sister ****. Years Later involves prolapse and anal food play. Stress incredibly involves no anal, just handjob and facial. Celebrity is pretty vanilla. Service mostly involves talk and setting up a scenario, some anal creampie drinking, based on a line in Part 1 that I wanted to expand. Debate involves mature ladies and fuckmachines. Radicals is also vanilla and more about the idea than the sex. Buddies involves father daughter ****, humiliation, is very sexist (It’s just fantasy! Don’t take it seriously) and mentions red and brown. Christmas Party involves sister-sister ****, humiliation and degradation. Ass café almost exclusively involves atm. Virginity involves body modification and some very gross, wet atm scenes at the end. Rainy Day involves brother-sister **** and it’s the first part of Years Later. Shopping doesn’t have any m-f sex scenes and is all girls playing with super long toys.

~ Bully

“I. Told. You. To. Leave. My. Wii. Alone!” I yelled, punctuating each word with a hard thrust into Julie’s colon. It didn’t fix my Wii but feeling my cock batter her sigmoid straight did make me feel better.

Julie struggled in my arms, trying to pry my fingers loose but I was four years older than her and a lot bigger so she didn’t have much of a chance. I held her by the pits of her knees so I could dangle her ass right above my cock; there really wasn’t much she could do to escape the assfucking.

“Go ahead struggle, it just makes it feel better,” I teased honestly as I lowered her up and down, sliding her asshole over my cock like a sextoy. As she squirmed in my grip, her muscles contracted constantly, her colon trying and failing to go back to it’s original shape and inadvertently massaging me; it made her guts feel like warm heaven.

“Ugh!” Julie screamed, going still, trying to deny me some pleasure as a small victory. Realizing how pointless it was, she relaxed in my grip and tried something else.

“Moooooom, daaaaaaaaad, Robert’s bullying me!”

“Are you serious?” I hissed. “You go into my room, break my stuff and then try play victim?”

“Mooooom, daaaaaaad!” Julie yelled, ignoring me.

“Robert, leave your sister alone!” my dad shouted up from downstairs noncommittedly.

Dad wasn’t coming up the stairs but if Julie kept yelling he would eventually.

“Fine,” I said, admitting defeat. “But if I catch you in my room again,” I said, lowering my voice to try make it sound intimidating. “I’m gonna cram my cock so far up your ass, you’re going to taste it.”

Before letting her down, I readjusted my hold so I had both legs in one arm. Jamming in as deep into her as I could one last time, I used my freed hand to wrap around the outline of the bulge in her stomach and pressed down. “I mean it,” I said.

Julie groaned but didn't seem impressed. When I let her down, she just rolled her eyes and poked her tongue out at me. “Whatever, as if I’d even feel it you loser,” she said, but the way she walked out with a slight limp told me she definitely did feel it.

~

I didn’t know where I was after loading into the game. The last time I had saved I was all the way in Blackwater, now I was in Saint Denis. I figured maybe I just misremembered but it quickly became obvious what happened. I had new guns, new clothes, and a whole bunch of missions were already finished. Somebody had been playing on my save.

“God dammit Julie!” I yelled as I burst into her room. “Couldn’t you just start your own save? How hard is that?!”

“The snow level’s boring,” she replied after turning back to her phone. “Besides, it’s like I was doing you a favor progressing for you.”

I scoffed, shaking my head, hardly believing how brazen she was being.

“That. Is. It,” I said, taking off my pants.

Julie glanced up and rolled her eyes again. “I’m so scared,” she said sarcastically.

I climbed onto Julie’s bed and pushed her onto her back. Flipping up her school uniform skirt, I pulled her g string to the side and rammed into her asshole while she pretended to ignore me, keeping her head turned to the side and fixed on her phone. She knew what I was going to do because she had already lubed up a little in preparation so instead of needing to push my way in, I slid in down to the balls smoothly, instantly packing her colon and stretching it around my cock. I exhaled involuntarily at the unexpected sudden pleasure. I wanted to be annoyed, I wanted to pummel her ass a little, but it was hard to be mad when she’d made it feel better. Why’d she do that? I wondered.

Even without any warning, Julie had managed to take it with little more than a wince. Grabbing a handful of her shirt, I tugged it up, untucking it from her skirt so I could see her smooth stomach. As I started pumping into her ass, I unbuttoned her shirt and opened it up so I could fill my palms with her tits. She was wearing her uniform quarter cup bra so I left them on while I kneaded her C cups.

Using her tits like handles, I slammed in hard; hard enough that I could see my cock raise a bulge in her tummy with every pump.

“I warned you,” I said.

Julie just yawned theatrically.

Fine, if that’s how you want it. After bottoming out, I ground my hips against her, making the bulge roll across her stomach as my cock swam in her guts. It felt so good I almost forgot why I was angry. Julie could be so fun to be in, if only she wasn’t such a pain in the ass.

“Are you done?” Julie asked in a bored tone after 5 minutes, but the fact she was asking at all told me she wasn’t just putting on an act.

“Not even close,” I said.

I abruptly pulled out, surprising Julie and making her bite her lips to keep from groaning. Her expression flattened out quickly but I smiled at the little victory any way.

Climbing up her chest, I dangled my cock in front of her face. “Clean it,” I said.

“I don’t have to, the law says so,” Julie said, even as the slime on my cock dripped onto her cheek.

I shrugged and slapped my cock on her face, getting it wet with her own anal juices. “Clean it,” I repeated.

Julie shut her eyes and squeezed her lips closed. “Mmm-mmm,” she said shaking her head.

“Fine, I’ll do it myself,” I said as I went back down her body.

I grabbed my cock by the base and rubbed my cockhead against Julie’s pussy, making her go rigid suddenly. Thrusting forward slowly, I parted her lips with the underside of my cock, just sliding it across her pussy.

“What are you doing?” Julie asked, finally looking worried.

“Cleaning my cock since you won’t,” I said, prodding her pussy with my head.

Julie made a face. “That’s gross, stop that,” she said.

“Make me,” I said, almost putting the tip in.

“You wouldn’t,” Julie said uncertainly.

“I will, and I’ll tell everyone I fucked you in the pussy,” I threatened. I wouldn’t actually but I didn’t think Julie would call my bluff.

Julie’s eyes went wide. “You can’t. Robert, everyone would think you were weird too, not just me!” Julie whined.

“Yeah but you’d be more embarrassed,” I teased. If Julie was the only one of her friend’s that wasn’t a vaginal virgin, well they’d probably think she was a total freak.

Julie struggled a bit more but couldn’t push me off. “Fine,” she said after giving up. “I’ll do it.”

“You’ll do what?” I prodded.

“I’ll clean your cock.”

“And play on your own save,” I added.

“And play on my own save you freaken dork.”

“Good,” I said as I pushed my cock down, sliding back into her ass to get it wet again. Julie relaxed in visible relief when she felt me slide back into her guts. I’d spooked her so much with the threat of using her pussy that she almost seemed practically grateful I was back to gutfucking her.

“I don’t feel any squeezing,” I said, drawing out the words.

Julie gave me a annoyed look but I soon felt her start clenching her muscles, making her asshole hug and massage me tightly.

~

After finishing, I made Julie spread her ass and push as I pulled out, drawing my cock out sopping wet with a mix of jizz, precum and anal secretions. Clambering up her chest again, I laid my wet cock across her face, letting the slimy liquid drip onto her for a little, just savouring the moment with Julie looking mad the whole time.

When it looked like she was about to snap, threat or no, I finally fed her my cock, leaning back to enjoy watching her suck and lick me clean.

“Happy?” Julie asked testily when she was done, pushing me off and getting up.

“Almost. You missed a spot,” I chuckled, pointing to my base where a creamy blob of ass juices still clung. Julie gave me a withering look before leaning down and licking it up, not even having the decency to show me first before she swallowed. Whatever, I’d gotten my pay back.

“You can go now,” Julie remarked, eyeing the door.

I left thinking she learned her lesson.

~

“Did you delete my save?” I yelled as I barged into Julie’s room. She didn’t deny it or have any excuses that time, she just laughed.

“Aaaarrrgh!” I screamed incoherently. I tried lunging toward her but she slipped out from the side and ran out the door and downstairs, hoping mom and dad could save her probably.

But she wasn’t going to get lucky this time.

I followed her down slowly and called out. “Mom and dad left on an errand 5 minutes ago. It’s just you and me here, Julie.”

She didn’t seem to realize the trouble she was in and just kept laughing, even as I chased her around the house. Eventually I cornered and got ahold of her. Throwing her to the carpet, I pinned her arms. “You’re gonna regret that,” I said.

Julie’s laughing calmed down enough to form a reply. “I’m gonna regret that,” she repeated in a nasally, mocking voice.

~ 20 years later

“Hey Jules,” I said as I hugged my sister.

“Hey Robbie,” she said squeezing me back.

I was just in the area and wanted to drop by real quick to chat. We both had our own families, spouses and lives so we didn’t get to see each other often, so it was important to grab what time we could together. If you’d told me I wouldn’t see her much when I was younger, I probably wouldn’t have cared, but Jules and I had grown a lot closer since then; I couldn’t imagine not having her around.

“Want some tea?” she asked as I took off my coat.

“Yeah, thanks.” I followed her into the kitchen and sat down while she poured two cups. “How’d your pitch go?” I asked.

“It went great actually; they went for it right away. They asked me to get on preproduction soon as I can.”

Julie slid my cup to me and pulled down her sweatpants so she could sit in my lap.

“Guess you’ll be flying out again soon then?” I asked, trying not to sound glum.

Julie shook her head as she guided me deep into her colon, pushing on her stomach to angle my cock towards our favorite spot in her guts. “Not this time, it’ll be mostly local stuff.”

“Haley’ll be happy to hear that. Speaking of, where is she?”

“Upstairs on her VR set probably,” Julie said rolling her eyes.

“Oh like you were any better.”

“I had other hobbies too,” Julie retorted, rocking on me.

“Like annoying me,” I finished.

Julie chuckled.

We kept chatting, with Julie massaging me through her stomach the whole time. As Julie talked, I stirred around inside her meat admiring how well she’d taken care of herself. Maybe it was just my memory going bad, but I could swear she felt as good these days as she did when we were younger.

Much later, when we’d swapped the tea for wine, Hayley finally came downstairs just as Julie was licking me clean for the umpteenth time that night.

“Hey uncle Rob, mom,” Hayley said as she came into the kitchen for a drink.

“Hey Hay,” I replied, the same way I always did. “She’s growing up as pretty as you,” I whispered to Julie.

Julie let loose a light laugh. “If only you ever said that to me when we were young.”

“I said it, didn’t I?” I asked uncertainly.

Julie scoffed. “So, you wanna try her out? It’s been a while since you two last hung out.”

“Mmmm, no thanks, you know how teens are; too busy to ever get Used.”

“No really, it’ll be good for her to take a damn break from those VR games.”

Before I could reply, Julie addressed her daughter. “Hayley, do you think you wanna take care of uncle Robbie?”

“It’s fine, you don’t have to Hayley, I don’t want to be a bother,” I quickly said putting up my hands.

Hayley seemed like she was about to say no but after glancing at her mother who was giving her a look she changed her mind. “Uhm, yeah sure, I don’t mind,” Hayley said shaking her head and shrugging.

As Julie stepped away, Hayley swapped places with her mother and sat down in my lap. She wasn’t as experienced as Julie was and couldn’t slide down to the balls in one smooth motion; she fidgeted and needed a break as I hit the bend in her sigmoid colon before she could **** herself the rest of the way down, straightening her colon on my cock.

As Julie and I started chatting again, Hayley mostly stayed quiet, not joining the conversation for whatever reason. I tried to throw a few conversational soft balls her way but she just gave short, clipped replies which just annoyed Julie. I gave her a look that tried to say don’t get mad at her, you know how teens are.

After fifteen minutes, Hayley finally did speak up, but not in the way I hoped. “Mom, can I go back to my room now?” Hayley asked in an oddly strained voice.

Julie looked surprised at first, then slightly annoyed before letting her daughter go.

Hayley exhaled in relief as she drew up off me but as she started walking off, her mother stopped her.

“Hayley,” Julie’s voice sternly cut out. “Did you forget your manners?”

Sheepishly, Hayley turned back and dropped to her knees to give my cock a once over before leaving.

“See you later Hayley,” I called out.

“Sorry about that,” Julie said as she took her daughters place between my legs.

“It’s fine, honestly no big deal.”

“I don’t know where her head is sometimes.” Julie shook her head as she looked my cock over, annoyed that her daughter hadn’t thoroughly licked me clean. Tilting my cock to the side, Julie bent down to lick and slurp up the anal juices her daughter had missed.

“So how was she?” Julie asked, still tasting her daughter’s guts off my cock.

“Almost as good as you,” I said with a smile.

Julie rolled her eyes, but I could tell she liked hearing it.

~ Stress

Note: Actually one of the stories from The Bechs Miscellaneous section but there’s hardly anything there and I won’t submit it, so just putting it here. Based on the Aerith animation by Bulgings.

“James are you quite alright?” Heather asked me as I came in one evening.

“Yeah, I’m fine,” I said tiredly and unconvincingly. “Just, exams and all,” I added to explain.

Heather tutted. “Boys your age shouldn’t be so stressed. C’mere, I know just what to do to fix that,” Heather said putting down her book and patting the couch next to her.

I sat down close to Heather, close enough that I caught a breath of her. It wasn’t anything as strong as perfume, just this, nice smell that was her. Heather slid off the couch as I did and got down to her knees between my legs.

“Thanks Mrs. Bech,” I said as I relaxed.

Heather waved me away. “It’s no trouble, and please, I wish you’d stop calling me Mrs. Bech.”

“Sorry, habits.”

She undid my pants and pulled them down, gently taking out my cock with her soft hands. I was already half hard once she had me; seeing a gorgeous mature woman between my legs was enough to get me there.

Heather and I chatted about small things while she stroked me off. Just listening to her go on about her day made the stress of mine melt away, that and the fact her hands were wrapped around me. When it was my turn to talk, Heather bent down and gently suckled on my tip as she kept stroking me, adding her drool to the mix of my precum messing her hands.

As I talked, she listened attentively even when I went on about nothing interesting. She gave me such an affectionate stare as her tongue played around my head I couldn’t help but smile stupidly and lose track of what I was saying.

After minutes of taking care of me, Heather’s hands were slippery and drenched with spit and precum. Her hands felt every bit as good as her other holes as they glided up and down my pole. Soon it was too much as I told Heather I was about to finish.

Heather expertly aimed me at her face as she felt the first pulses from my cock. Using me like a paintbrush Heather coated her face with my cum, aiming me this way and that so I covered as much of her as possible. Heather was breathtakingly beautiful but that wasn’t what coaxed the cum from me the most; it was that tender stare she kept up as I drenched her face. When a rope landed on one eye, gluing it shut, Heather’s lips curled up and she looked more amused than I thought possible.

“There, isn’t that better?” Heather asked when I finally, finally stopped. I think I dumped more on her face then than I ever had in her ass. She squeezed me from root to tip, squeezing out another dollop of cum and wiped the bead of semen on a clean patch of her cheek.

I nodded.

“How do I look?” Heather asked playfully.

“So fucking hot,” I said without thinking.

Heather frowned and I hated seeing it there. “Language,” she said, slapping me gently on the thigh. The lines smoothed out and went away as quickly as they came though. “That’s no way to talk to a lady.”

“Sorry, you just look so good.”

Another soft smile that just made the glaze she wore all the hotter. “That’s better, thank you. Now I’ll leave this on for a little while until you perk up, I think that should help. How’s that sound?”

“Just perfect,” I said, utterly content.

“Good. Now I know from the girls exams won’t take much longer so we’ll only need to do this for a few more weeks. I know it’s tough but just hang in there.”

That was going to be a lot easier than she thought.

~

Once exams were done I tried taking Heather out for a treat, though since I didn’t have a car, it was more like she took me out. Still, Heather humored me when I asked her to lunch and I was set on paying for a nice one.

Before we left, Heather jerked me off and covered her face with my cum like she usually did. At first it was just to unwind from studying, but Heather had read my mind and knew how much I loved seeing her wear me. It was just more humoring on her part since it didn’t mean as much to her as it did for me, but that didn’t change how good it was.

Once we got to the café, I led her on my arm, but given that I was a lot younger than she was and barely the same height, it looked a little silly. Still I think we both liked it. I stole as many glances at Heather as I could get away with; there was just something so viscerally satisfying about having Heather wear my cum for everyone to see. It felt good, like I was marking her, claiming her as mine.

When we got to the waitress and asked for seats, her lips curled in a smile seeing me with such an older woman. “Well aren’t you just the sweetest,” she said bending down a little to my level. “I can tell you know how to treat a lady.

~ Soderton 2277+

Gene editing had become a popular a cheap medical procedure in the late 21st century that quickly found widespread acceptance and use in Soderton. The benefits were endless while the drawbacks were practically nonexistent; average life expectancy was 230 and climbing fast while obesity, cancer, heart and brain issues all plummeted. But asides from the healthcare applications, the treatments also found widespread use for cosmetic alterations.

Constant competition from designer geneticists meant attractiveness improved dramatically as more and more people got gene treatments. And while the average age hovered at 150, the average biological age was closer to 30, and it was even lower for women.

With longer lifespans, rarely did anyone look their age anymore. Women in particular had taken to the eternal youth offered by the gene treatments and almost universally took advantage of them to stay youthful. Real average age for women was a bit higher than men at 160 while the average biological age was at 24 and dropping. Female politicians, CEO’s, celebrities and academics that were nearing their 2nd century frequently chose to look like young women. It had the curious and amusing effect of making business negotiations, academic conventions or parliamentary meetings look like sorority parties.

With appearance being an arbitrary thing, old sensibilities were being washed away in the tide of cosmetic modifications as women pushed the envelope with one another for ever more attractive gene skins.

~

The cameras flashed in a blinding barrage as actress Lydia Brand stepped onto the red carpet holding the arm of her date. But it wasn’t the actress, her date or her outfit that caught the frenzied attention of the paparazzi but rather the gene skin she wore to the event. While gene skins were getting younger, at that point it was still gauche to wear overly young ones, especially for women into their 12th decade. Though even that opinion was slowly fading and the actions of women like Lydia only served to speed up the decay.

Lydia stood two heads shorter than the height of her date in a chic, custom made EighteenTM teen skin design, her semi-translucent dress teasing the cameras with her perfectly sculpted and perky breasts. As celebrity news journalists stepped up to ask about her bold fashion choice that year, Lydia showed off her outfit. She enthusiastically talked about the designer underwear she wore with the fashion reporter, showing off the high waisted g string to the camera – it was string thin at the hips and only a small rectangular patch of fabric half covered her lips while fashionably showing off her clit and a strip of pubic hair above, her vulva squeezing out from the sides of the small fabric.

Next on the gossip list were her accessories; the nipple clamps chain linked together underneath her dress, the thick collar around her neck attached to a light chain running down her back and attached to the buttplug she wore. The items had long since lost their humiliating and sexual connotations and had since become staple fashion accessories for women everywhere. The fashion reporter gushed on about the beautiful design of Lydia’s accessories before asking about the strange, seemingly spare buttplug she wore attached to the collar’s front.

Lydia explained that it was an idea from the designer and demonstrated as she took out the buttplug she wore and unclasped it, swapping it out for the one on her collar. The fashion reporter clapped and enthused about the novel jewelry. Lydia explained that by swapping out the plugs, she could have a convenient and quick taste whenever she wanted or - she gestured to herself and the wet trails crawling down her chest – she could let her anal juices drip down onto her chest if she preferred that elegant look. The reporter enthused all the more and asked when she could expect to buy something like that for herself.

~

Soon enough, slowly but surely women elected younger and younger looks until it became a rare sight to see women who looked like they were even in their 30’s or men that weren’t partnered seemingly with teenagers.

~ Celebrity

Clay tried to mentally prepare himself each time but the sheer number of fans and their enthusiasm that greeted him always blew him away. Girls were screaming their throats raw waving around things that they wanted autographed or begging to have photos taken. The press of bodies was so much that it was threatening to tip the crowd control barriers even with security keeping them propped up.

While Clay held back, smiled and waved, his PR manager walked around and picked out girls to let in one by one for the fan meet and greet. It wouldn’t look good if Clay was seen only picking out the pretty ones so Cheryl was doing it instead. Clay nodded his approval of Cheryl’s taste as the first pretty, young redhead fan was let in, who practically tackled him into a hug.

“Oh my God, oh my God, oh my God,” the girl screamed.

Clay smiled back mild manneredly. “Hey, do you want me to sign that?” Clay asked pointing at the band shirt she held. The girl almost nodded her head off.

“How did you want the picture taken?” Clay asked politely afterwards.

“Uhm, can you carry me by the legs?”

Clay nodded and the two got into pose for the camera guy waiting. The fan flipped up her skirt and Clay slid into her asshole easily before he lifted her up by the pits of her knees. Wrapping her arms around Clay’s neck, she kissed him on the cheek exaggeratedly as the camera flashed. After a couple seconds Clay let her down where she quickly dropped to her knees and took another selfie, this time with her own phone as she sucked him off for a moment making sure to get his face in the shot.

“I can’t believe I had Clay Cooper’s cock in my ass,” the girl said dreamily as she was handed the freshly printed photo, sounding like it was the highlight of her life.

One by one fans came in and quickly took photos with the musician before immediately posting the anal selfies on their socials to brag about.

As the time allotted for the meet and greet ran down, fans started getting **** to be chosen. A few of the girls started taking off their skirts or shorts as they spread their asses apart and trying their best to sell themselves as the tightest or best hole. A few of them had even come very prepared and had assholes already drooling precum as they rested on the barriers.

Cheryl walked up and down the line row of barriers and examined the assholes on offer, choosing the creamiest, pinkest, tightest and freshest looking ones to send Clays way. Years ago, seeing all those young, better holes on display might have made her a little jealous but years of working with Clay had shown her that while guys preferred fresh meat, they Used the closest ones they had on hand far more and that did wonders for her self-esteem. She’d get Clay packed in her guts more than all those fans would have combined.

Cheryl absentmindedly picked out fans that said they were virgins or under 20, but only if they looked like it. A few tried making the claim but a quick glance told Cheryl they were lying. By the end of the meet, Cheryl wouldn’t have found it surprising if she learned Clay had taken dozens of virginities during it.

When it was time, Cheryl played the role of bad guy so Clay wouldn’t and ended the greet, thanking the fans but telling them Clay had other things on his schedule.

A chorus of groans and pleas greeted her but she and Clay were escorted away by security nevertheless. She followed Clay back to his dressing room where he collapsed down onto the couch. The hours of holding girls up, moving them around and edging had exhausted him.

Cheryl followed him onto the couch, straddled him and guided his cock into her asshole since he didn’t have the energy to. She sat down all the way on him and let the familiar shape **** her sigmoid colon straight before settling deep in her guts. Cheryl exhaled as her organs were rearranged and took a moment to enjoy the satisfying fullness before she started grinding her hips against Clay and stirring his cock around inside.

The hours of meeting the fans had worked Clay up but it was never long enough to actually get him off so Cheryl’s job was to take care of that after he was too tired to himself. Cheryl had worked with Clay long enough to know which parts of her guts he liked the most so did her best to steer his cock into one corner of her stomach she knew was fun as she went over his itinerary.

“Jesus, what about the studio meeting? How the hell am I gonna do that?” Clay said as he remembered one of his obligations.

Cheryl shook her head. “I rescheduled that one, don’t worry about it. You’ve got a 45 minute block free for now.”

Cheryl felt Clay relax beneath her as he took the information in. “Cher, you’re an absolute life saver, what would I do without you?” he said as he gripped her hips groaning, finally letting himself loose after hours of edging.

Cheryl climbed off Clay as he finished inside her, making sure to not let any of his creampie spill. She inserted a plug to keep everything inside while she sucked his cock clean. She planned on eating the anal creampie for him later when he needed a pick-me-up, but for now, he had already drifted off.

~ Service

“Shit, shit, shit,” Martha said as she furiously thought of some way to salvage the situation. “Lynn, you still any tight?” she asked one of her girls, hoping to buy some time.

The waitress turned and slid her entire balled up fist into her ass in reply, giving her boss an apologetic shake of the head. “Sorry Mar, I’m used up.”

“Dammit. Fine, take a break, but give me your uniform.”

The guest list had been bigger than expected and a few of the girls hadn’t shown up for some reason which meant the party was rapidly running out of fresh asshole. The girls left out on the floor were getting quickly worn out and it was only a matter of time before there wasn’t any tight ass left anymore. The writing was on the wall; the hosts would be furious and Martha’s catering service would take a huge hit to its reputation.

It’d been a while since she worked directly with guests but there wasn’t any other choice. Despite being three decades older than most of her employees, exercise and her mods let her fit into the small, revealing uniform easily, her perky body filling it out flatteringly. Martha readjusted her tits, making sure the quarter bra cupped her breasts attractively and quickly pushed in a string of strawberry sized anal beads, leaving only the last two to hang out to give guests something to tug on if they wanted. Grabbing a tray of champagne glasses and toys, she made a few final adjustments to her appearance before she headed out into the main hall of the party.

On the surface, she was every bit the professional, considerate service waitress, but inside she was wracking her brain trying to think of a way to keep the guests satisfied. Her ass could buy some time but it wouldn’t be too long before her colon had been stretched out too much to be any more fun for the guests.

Eventually a guest took an interest in her and gestured her over. Grabbing a hold of hanging beads, he tugged the string slowly out of Martha and handed them to her. Martha nodded graciously and began to clean them one by one with her mouth before setting them back on her tray. As she felt the guest push into her, she was annoyed to feel him bulldoze past her sigmoid and deep into her colon, stretching it out around his cock like a condom. Dammit, why’d the first one have to be so big Martha worried.

Any other day she would’ve enjoyed having someone that deep in her guts but at that particular moment, it just meant she’d have even less time to come up with a plan. She thought about calling in favors, about hiring competitors, maybe getting her girls to make some sudden hires, but none of her ideas seemed workable. Worse still, each pump the guest drove into her was like a clock ticking down to disaster; it wouldn’t be long before her ass was also stretched out and no good anymore.

Martha clenched her ass and pressed her hand into her stomach, willing her partner to cum soon and leave something left of her asshole for the other guests. Maybe it worked or maybe he was just finishing anyway, in any case she felt the familiar splash of thick warmth flood her insides before he pulled out. Martha had the champagne glass ready and waiting when he did and pushed out the mix of cum and anal juices into it. Giving the guest a polite nod, she set the glass on her tray and went back to mingle among the crowd, hoping no one else picked her so she’d have more time to think.

Could I convince the Jones to try different services? Or maybe just swap girls out faster, maybe no one will notice? A woman waved Martha over and plucked the champagne glass off her tray.

“It’s only been a few minutes,” Martha offered as the woman eyed her drink. As the woman continued to stare, Martha wondered if she was one of those types that preferred drinks from unmodded women. They were rare but you’d run into them from time to time which was why Martha kept a few unmodded girls on the payroll. She herself though was modded, though only a little, which anyone could tell you at a glance looking at the glass. If it was nothing but cum there would’ve only been enough for a large mouthful, but Martha’s asshole was as juicy as the latest designs and it filled the glass almost to the halfway mark.

Satisfied with the drink, the woman turned to scrutinize Martha as well, eyeing her up and down.

“A bit old, aren’t we?” a statement more than a question.

Martha shrugged nonchalantly despite the bruise to her ego and the fact the woman was even older than she was. “The men don’t seem to mind.”

“Hmmmm,” the partygoer said as she tilted her head back elegantly to sip at her anal creampie. She dismissed Martha with a wave.

As Martha continued to work at the problem, another guest waved her over and slid in. Thankfully though, he was a good deal smaller than the last and Martha breathed a sigh of relief as she only felt him bumping into the bend of her sigmoid instead of slamming past it deep into her colon. I never thought I’d be grateful for that Martha mused.

When the man had finished, Martha collected another drink for the women but still wasn’t any closer to a solution. She reached back and inserted three fingers into her ass to probe experimentally, testing her tightness and elasticity. Still fresh Martha thought with a hint of pride. I’m probably good for another seven or eight before someone complains.

But right as she thought that, she caught sight of a scene brewing between one of her service girls and a guest. As Martha hurried over, another woman plucked the freshly squeezed drink off her tray right as she caught the tail end of the conversation.

“Honestly, you call this service?” A well-groomed man said as he dipped his cock into April, a college student that had just started working for Martha. Martha winced at the sight of the man’s thick member slipping into April’s hole, down to the base with entirely too much ease. When he pulled his hips back, there was virtually no grip at all as he slid wetly from her asshole. April looked equal parts mortified, embarrassed as she mumbled an apology and some vague assurances.

Martha rushed over and intervened. “Excuse me sir?”

The man turned to Martha, giving her an appraising look.

“I’m the owner of the service catering company and I’d like to apologize on behalf of the whole company about this,” Martha said gesturing to April. “But a few of our girls haven’t shown yet so we’re getting a little run down, I’m sure you understand.”

“Hmmm, I suppose these things do happen. But what am I meant to do with this then?” the man said, sticking three of his fingers into April’s ass and pulling; her flesh gave embarrassingly easily as she yawned open.

Martha nodded. “Again, I apologize about that. I’m sure the rest of our girls will be here soon, in the meantime, allow me,” she said, shooing April away to the break room. She spun around and backed up against the man, pressing her butt against him and hoping her smell and skin would make him forget the little hiccup.

It seemed to work as the guest dropped whatever complaint he had ready and experimentally pushed his cock head into Martha. He gave a grunt of approval as he tested the waters, seemingly satisfied with her meat as he pushed the rest of his way in.

“Wonderful, much better,” the man commented as he came to a rest in her guts, his cock head raising a slight bulge in Martha’s otherwise smooth stomach.

“Thank you,” Martha said, equal parts annoyed and pleased, though letting neither show. She was pleased because feeling him that deep in her guts was innately satisfying, but annoyed because with how large he was, it was going quickly stretch her out and cut into the time she’d be able to stay out on the floor for.

After he’d finished, Martha pushed out another drink but barely another minute had gone by before she noticed another guest seemingly dissatisfied with the service; which she also had to intervene in. It became the running theme of the night, Martha running around and putting out fires with her ass. By that time she’d run out of ideas and was down to hoping that the missing girls were simply extraordinarily late and that her ass could stay tight enough until they finally arrived.

After four more guests, Martha had made peace with the fact her company was going to take a hit after the final man had left her with a sour expression and muttered comment. As she prepared to apologize to the hosts and offer some concessions, one of her girls rushed up and grabbed her elbow before whispering urgently into her ear. Martha slumped in relief at the news.

~ Radicals

“I’m sorry for the inconvenience ma’am, but I’m going to have to check you,” the officer said to the group of women that approached the sodomy checkpoint.

“What, why? We’re just passing through,” one of the women asked.

“I’m sorry,” the officer repeated. “It’s just a routine, random check, we’re required to do it.”

“But do we-“

“It’s fine officer, we understand,” another of them said before her friend could protest more.

The women approached the checkpoint and lined up against a wall, placing their hands flat on it and sticking out their rears. Though the check was a hassle, the women carried on with their conversation normally.

The checkpoints were set up all over in the city in an attempt to catch members of a new radical group that hated the Freeuse Act and wanted things to return to how they used to be. So far the pamphlets, anonymous essays, vandalism and online hacktivism they engaged in had only recruited and swayed a small number of people. But, their activity was becoming increasingly visible and the city council decided a public response was needed. The women apparently lived in groups that outright rejected the Act in private so the assumption was they would be easy to ferret out with simple testing.

The group of officers undressed and tested the group of four women. Shorts and pants were pulled down while skirts or dresses were hiked up as the officers got to work. Truthfully the search wasn’t completely random. The fact one of the women wore pants, even ones with large slits along the front of the thighs seemed suspicious to the officers so they picked them out for a check.

Readying themselves, the officers lined up their modified cocks and slammed home with one smooth motion, ramming into colons and bottoming out in near unison. The cameras mounted on the walls thoroughly recorded the reactions of each of the women with an officer in the nearby security booth making note of each.

As the officers dug into the women, there were groans here and there as well as breaks in the conversation as cocks derailed trains of thought but nothing that was outside the norm. The women mostly carried on with their mundane chat even as they had their sigmoid colons brutally straightened out again and again. The booth man informed the performing officers that all the women were reacting well within norms and exhibiting healthy amounts of vaginal drooling except for the woman in the pants who was in the lower bounds of what was normal.

After informing him, the officer testing her reached around and palmed her pussy, his hand coming away slick rather than drenched.

The woman took note and explained herself. “Sorry, we’re just supposed to catch a show and I can’t stop worrying that we’ll miss it.”

“I understand,” the officer said. “We’ll finish up in a moment.”

The gut churning security check lasted for another ten minutes, long enough that each of the women had sizable puddles between their legs from having their pussies ignored. Soon after the officers had their suspicions allayed enough to let the women go. As the officers pulled out, the women spun around and cleaned their asses off the policemen, a few even thanking the cops for their service before heading off.

~ Buddies

Note: Not like it’s important, but this isn’t canon for Soderton. The people there don’t throw their wives away if they get too old, I just felt like writing something degrading.

I went over to Daniel’s for our monthly family barbeque and get together. At first we mostly minded our own business since it was our wives who were friends with one another and set the thing up, but since then we’d grown into proper friends. The wives were in the kitchen inside while me, Dan and the girls stayed out on the lawn chatting it up. It was just another happy coincidence our daughters were the same age and got along like a house on fire.

After a while Jenny got off of and headed towards the house but she barely made it a few steps before Dan’s voice sternly cut out. “Jenny, where are your manners?”

“Dad, I’m just going to put my phone on the charger, I’ll be right back.”

Daniel sighed. “That doesn’t excuse you from having manners.”

“It’s OK Mr. Withers, I can clean my dad up,” my daughter Sarah said, giving me a smile.

Dan stopped her before she could climb off him though. “No you don’t need to do that Sarah, just like you don’t have to clean up my daughter’s room.”

Jenny rolled her eyes but walked back. “I can clean my dad up,” Jenny said in a nasally, mocking voice at Sarah who replied by sticking her tongue out at her.

Kneeling down between my legs, Jenny pressed her face into my crotch, burying her nose in my pubic hairs and driving my cock deep into the back of her throat before pulling back. She wrapped her lips tightly around me, making sure every drop of her ass juices were sucked off before heading back toward the house.

“Sorry about that,” Daniel said.

“It’s fine, you know how teenagers are.”

“Except your little Sarah here is nothing but an angel.”

“I guess I just got lucky,” I said. Sarah beamed at our compliments and if the intake of breath from Dan was any indication, she had started doing her best to massage him with her asshole.

A minute later Jenny came back and sat back down on me. We’d visited each other so many times she didn’t even need to look as she grabbed my cock and guided me into her colon.

“Hey dad?” Jenny said. “There’s this music show on later tonight, can I borrow the car so Sarah and I can go see it?”

I turned to look at Dan. “I’m fine with it if you are, I trust Sarah to be responsible.”

Dan gave it some thought before answering. “Fine, but I’m giving the keys to Sarah and only she’s allowed to do the driving, alright?”

Jenny rolled her eyes but otherwise nodded.

Our wives came out a little after that and joined us. I saw both June and Claire throw a brief look of longing our way before it went away. It was understandable, after Dan and I started Using the girls, we’d all but stopped Using our wives and it’d been a few years since either of them had gotten much Use at all from us. Occasionally I’d get the notion of giving either of them some attention but I just never managed to follow through – the girls just felt terribly better after all.

Dan and I stayed married because we both still enjoyed their company, but both were nearing 40 and it was getting to that point where it was becoming awkward around others. Both of us had been holding off on it for as long as we could, but it was about time we got remarried to someone younger.

I had my eyes on one of Sarah’s friend’s that visited semi regularly for sleepovers. I hadn’t said anything but I was hoping Sarah would approve when I did, I didn’t want things to be awkward between her and her friend.

And Michelle really was something special, I almost didn’t believe she was a natural when I first got a taste of her; her meat felt as good as the 19 designs I’d tried once. It wasn’t just her body either. She had that little something I’d lost with Claire over the years, a liveliness like how much she loved sitting on my cock, even if it made her squirm.

~

After getting a chance to talk to Michelle one time when she was over, I exchanged numbers and we began texting. It didn’t take long for us to hit it off and I eventually invited her over for dinner. It would be the first time she came over to see me rather than Sarah.

Sarah was pretty surprised and happy at first when I told her Michelle would be coming over for dinner, but confused soon after wondering how I knew before she did. When I told her I had invited Michelle, Sarah went quiet as the realization hit.

“Oh,” Sarah said whisper quiet. “So you’re the guy she’s been texting constantly. Does this mean you and mom are splitting up now?”

“We’re still gonna be a part of each other’s lives, and we’re both gonna be a part of your life, we just won’t be married is all. You know she’s almost 40 honey.”

“And you’re going to get married to Michelle,” Sarah surmised.

“Maybe, maybe not, who knows.”

Sarah folded her arms and stayed quiet for a long time before finally speaking. “I just don’t get why. Things are fine the way they are.”

“Honey, your mom is almost 40 and you know we can’t afford the gene treatments,” I said soothingly. “I need someone I can Use.”

“You’ve got me!” she said, raising her voice. “You’ve been Using me this whole time. Michelle and I are even the same age so why do you need to marry her?”

So that’s what’s upsetting her I realized. I pulled her into a tight hug. “No one’s replacing you honey, not for a long, long time, maybe not ever; gene treatments are going to be so affordable when you’re older.”

“But if you get married to Sarah, that means you’ll spend less time with me,” Sarah said, her voice sounding hurt.

“I could never,” I said. I turned her around and pulled down her shorts, intending to show her.

“Promise?” Sarah asked, pushing her ass back against me.

“Promise,” I said as I slipped inside.

I carried her over to the couch, her colon worn on my cock like a condom, and sat down to cuddle. I didn’t even fuck my little Sarah, just let my cock soak in her guts for an hour as we watched TV. We barely paid attention to what was on, just enjoyed being close to one another. Even without fucking, my cock stayed diamond hard inside Sarah, letting her know how much I loved her. Sarah passed the hour occasionally rubbing her tummy as we cuddled, pushing my cock into every corner of her guts.

I could feel her hand glide up and down my shaft, even through the skin as she pressed down gently on her stomach. At first she was only doing it absentmindedly, but my groaning encouraged her to press down harder. Feeling me twitch inside her, Sarah began stroking faster, literally using her guts to jerk me off. It was like nothing I’d ever felt and I didn’t know what I did to raise such a perfect daughter.

Sarah squeezed her hand around the outline of my cock in her tummy as she ran her hand up and down. Feeling her dry skin catch on her hand, she reached down and scooped up some of the grool that was dripping from her pussy before wiping it on her stomach to help her hand glide across the skin more smoothly.

With her stomach oiled up with her own juices, Sarah began stroking me off even faster and using both hands. Her fingers dug into her soft skin so that she wrapped her hand around almost my whole cock, with the only the top out of her reach. I groaned and almost blacked out from the overwhelming pleasure radiating through me. Reaching up, I snaked my hands under Sarah’s loose tank top and wrapped my hands around her breasts, luxuriating in the soft flesh as my daughter milked me. The waves of ecstasy crashing into me were still threatening to knock me out and I squeezed Sarah all the harder as I tried to stay in control; too hard a small voice said in the back of my head, but it was too quiet to listen to.

For the next quarter hour, Sarah brutalized herself for my pleasure, using her own colon like it was a fleshlight before she finally milked the cum from me.

“Oh my God,” I breathed. “What was that?” I asked after I came down from my orgasm, having flooded her asshole with more spunk than I thought possible.

“Dunno, I just made it up,” Sarah said, sounding immensely pleased with herself. She got off me with uncharacteristic caution and even flinched as I flopped free.

“What’s wrong?” I asked.

“Nothing,” Sarah said shaking her head. “Just, that was new, hard. I’m just not used to it yet.”

As she turned to me, I saw the side of her breast was staring to color with bruising in the outline of fingers. I reached out and lifted her top away to get a better look.

“I did that?” I asked guiltily. “I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to honey. Don’t know what came over me.”

“I do,” Sarah replied with a giggle. “It’s fine daddy, I don’t mind.”

In fact, as Sarah looked down at her own breasts, it seemed like she was even admiring them. “I actually kind of like the look,” Sarah said as she pulled her top up to get a better view, as if the bruises were a mark of pride to her, something that unequivocally said her dad wanted her more than anything else.

After she finished admiring the marks, Sarah bent down to clean me up and only then did we actually get a good look at my cock. The new treat Sarah had given me was apparently much rougher on her than either of us realized. My cock hadn’t come out clean. Not only was it drenched in my cum and the thick cream of Sarah’s anal juices, but there were streaks of red and brown mixed in. Sarah made a face but it disappeared the second I looked up at her. She steeled herself and got ready to do her job like the good girl she always was.

I stopped her. “Wait,” I said. I might have enjoyed seeing women clean the filth off me usually, but it was different for Sarah, it felt strangely wrong for my daughter to do the same.

“But whose going to take care of that?” Sarah asked, bothered by the idea of not cleaning my cock.

“It’s OK, your mother can do it, just relax sweetheart, you’ve done enough,” I said.

I pulled Sarah over to my side and laid back to snuggle with her, her head resting on my chest. She felt tense at first, troubled by leaving me dirty when she’d always been the one to suck me clean, but soon relaxed and melted into my arms. I stroked her hair as I called Claire over.

“Our daughter made a mess,” I said as Claire came over, gesturing at me cock. “Do you mind honey?”

“You spoil her you know,” Claire said as she knelt between my legs. “One of these days you’re going to have to let her grow up.”

I knew she was right, but that didn’t mean I couldn’t hold off on it for a while.

I hugged Sarah, one arm wrapping around her chest and gently fondling her tit as we relaxed on the couch. Both of us recovered from the rough session watching Claire lick the cum and red-brown tinted ass juices off my cock.

Now Claire was no stranger to cleaning off dirty cocks, but the sheer amount of mess on my prick seemed to take her back. “How’d Sarah make such a mess?” Claire asked after gulping down another awful mouthful.

“By being the most wonderful daughter in the whole world,” I replied, practically feeling Sarah glow with giddiness at the words.

~

After showing Sarah how much I loved her, she seemed a lot less bothered by having Michelle over and the two got along like the friends they’d always been at dinner.

Claire sat across from me at the dinner table with Sarah at my side and Michelle in my lap. The girls got on great and Claire even seemed to be really liking her replacement; complimenting the teenager’s dinner dress that showed off her midriff and her tummy bulge fashionably.

“Thanks Mrs. Jacobs,” Michelle said as she ground her hips against me, making the bulge run across her flat stomach. “That’s why I bought it. It’s so cute when you can see the bulge,” she said pressing her fingers into her stomach, moving my cock around inside her guts.

“How’s the food?” I asked Michelle during a lull in the conversation.

“It’s so, so good,” she gushed.

“Well I’m glad you like my cooking,” I said.

“You made it?”

“My dad’s great at cooking,” Sarah interjected.

“I never quite took to it like James did,” Claire said.

“Well, it’s really good. How’s my meat?” Michelle asked politely, turning her head around.

“Breathtaking,” I said honestly. Just the little movements she made sitting on me had me on the edge of frenzy the whole dinner. I could barely wait to dig into her properly.

Michelle smiled and I felt her squeeze me, her muscles rippling up and along my shaft, doing their best to drink the cum from my balls and almost making me drop my fork.

“Stop teasing my dad,” Sarah said with a giggle. “It’s not nice.”

“Hey, you better start watching how you talk to me missy,” Michelle replied jokingly. “I might be your mum soon.”

“Oh my God, don’t you dare start with that,” Sarah said sounding scandalized.

The girls laughed and I just felt happy the two were getting along.

~

“So, what do you think?” I asked Claire in the kitchen as we were washing up.

Claire bent down to quickly suck my still slick cock since I didn’t want to push things with Michelle too far in front of Sarah.

“She’s cute, funny, smart, and even tastes darn good,” Claire said, gulping down the younger woman’s ass juices. “She’ll be a good wife.”

“I’m glad you like her.”

After we finished washing up, Claire paused on drying the last dish. “James?” she said seriously.

“Mmm?”

“Do you think, you could fill me up one last time before…” she trailed off.

I hesitated for a moment, surprised by the request. I knew she’d feel worse than either of the girls, looser and less satisfying but she’d been a close friend and partner for so long that I wanted to agree. Only, she’d seen me hesitate for too long and took it badly.

“I’m sorry,” Claire said with a sharp laugh. “I don’t know where that came from. I think I may have had too many glasses.”

“No, no, it’s fine. Claire I’d be happy to.”

Claire shook her head. “Really James, forget I even mentioned it.”

One part of me felt like insisting we go through with it, but another part was just relieved I wouldn’t have to fuck someone so Used up. I mean maybe it’s better this way. What if I couldn’t even get hard? That would just be embarrassing for the both of us. It is better this way I told myself.

~

After, I went back to rejoin the girls but overheard them speaking from around the doorway. I decided to eavesdrop, just for a moment to see how they got along alone.

“I just… I guess I just really like you’re dad,” I heard Michelle say plainly.

“I know he likes you too but I… Argh,” I heard Sarah struggle to say the right words. “It doesn’t matter. As long as you two are happy, then I’m OK with it.”

Michelle didn’t reply but I heard a rustling of clothes like the two hugged.

“So you better treat him right,” Sarah added.

“I will,” Michelle said forcefully. “I’m gonna have half my guts filled with his cream every day, I promise.”

“OK then. One last thing, you gotta also promise me that thing’s won’t get weird between us, that we’ll still just be friends even if you’re my mom.”

“I promise that too,” Michelle said.

That sounded like my cue to rejoin them but the next words out of Sarah’s mouth stopped me.

“By the way, I wanted to show you this thing I did for dad yesterday that he really liked…”

I could wait a little while longer while Sarah taught Michelle what to do.

~ Christmas Party

Note: Again, not like it matters, but this doesn’t fit. The Free Use Act was something I put in the Free Use Sim, in Soderton it’s just cultural expectations. My head retcon is the cult eventually formalized it into an official act and that Soderton isn’t just a small town. Maybe it’s a country, dunno.

Nathan was chatting with Suzy in IT from the floor above his at the office Christmas do. He hadn’t spoken more than a few words to her before but the company parties **** people to mix and mingle with coworkers they’d otherwise never speak to.

“Oh God,” Nathan groaned as he spotted his manager spring in their direction.

“What’s wrong?” Suzy asked.

“Nothing, just, pretend like you’re having way more fun than you are,” Nathan said as he suddenly started smiling and laughing randomly.

It wasn’t working, Karen was still coming in his direction. There wasn’t anything really wrong with Karen, she was attractive, competent and hardworking. She wouldn’t get on your case if you spent extra time in her ass during break, as long as it wasn’t too much and always got dripping wet when you bottomed out in her guts. She handed out ass to mouth and creampie swallowing bonuses pretty freely, and best of all, she was constantly trying out experimental new management techniques that the staff usually loved like getting rid of seats for the women in meetings and insisting they use their male coworkers instead. The only problem being she was just too damn bubbly for Nathan’s taste.

“Ahh! Suzy! Nathan! So glad to see you two mingling!” Karen said as she hugged Nathan and Karen one after another. Personal space wasn’t a concept she had much regard for.

“Are we having fun?” she asked, her eyes almost insisting they say yes.

“So, so much fun,” Nathan said, doing his best to sound genuine. He didn’t want to hurt Karen’s feelings after all, even if she was a bit too much for him. “Getting the chance to meet the rest of the company, so great.”

Karen put a hand on Nathan’s arm. “I feel the exact same way,” Karen said. “I’m so glad you agree. What about you Suzy?”

Suzy sipped at her drink and nodded. “Yeah, it’s amazing meeting all these people.”

Karen smiled again and pulled the other two into a team hug. “OK I’ll get out of your hair so you two can keep chatting up a storm. Oh, but before I go, I almost forgot. Miiiiiistletooooooe,” Karen said as she pulled out a mistletoe on a stick and swung it above our heads. “You know what that meeeans,” Karen said giddily.

Nathan gave her a weak smile. As much as he appreciated it, it was just so, so lame.

“Yup, I know what that means,” Suzy said with an equally **** smile. She reached beneath her dresses hem and pulled down her underwear, a string thin black thing that looked like it would be swallowed up by her lips rather than cover them.

“Oh you two would be such a cute couple, well I’ll leave you two lovebirds to it,” Karen said waggling her fingers at the two and leaving.

“Is she always like that?” Suzy asked once the manager was out of earshot.

“Yeah. You sorta get used to it, she means well though.”

“Well, let’s get at it before she comes back asking us why we hate traditions or something,” Suzy said with a laugh.

Nathan laughed with her and pulled out his stiffening cock. As lame as it was, he wasn’t gonna turn down free ass.

Suzy face palmed as she felt Nathan slip inside her, muttering something and stifling a laugh.

“What’s wrong?” Nathan asked.

“Nothing, it’s stupid, just brings back old memories you know.”

“Bad ones?”

Suzy huffed. “Embarrassing ones. My first time was under mistletoe,” Suzy sighed with an embarrassed smile.

Nathan stopped pumping. “No kidding, really?”

“Yeah really, I was like 19 or something and it was a family Christmas party,” Suzy said shaking her heading, trying to forget the cringe-inducing memory.

Nathan smiled away and chuckled. “I don’t usually admit this since it’s pretty embarrassing but my first time was under the mistletoe too. Don’t laugh, but it was with my aunt who thought it’d be cute.”

Suzy turned back to give Nathan a smirk. “It couldn’t have been any more embarrassing than mine.”

“Oh yeah?”

“Really. A couple cousins were visiting and when my mom saw us under the mistletoe, she made us take some family photos. It wouldn’t have been so bad if it was just them but after my mom insisted I take some with the rest of the family. I ended up spending most of the party with my cousins and uncles taking turns in my ass. Pret-ty lame way to have your first anal.”

Nathan nodded in agreement, he thought his first time would be more romantic, with someone he liked maybe.

“Thank God they didn’t have internet back then, I’d be mortified if anyone saw those photos of me with my aunt.”

Suzy let out a harsh laugh before digging her phone out of her pocket. After a moment fiddling with it, she handed it back to Nathan. “Guess what my mom likes to post during the holiday season.”

“Ouch,” Nathan said as he saw the grainy, old photos of Suzy carried by a skinny guy who looked like he was struggling to keep her up. Her legs were held apart by the guy while Suzy was busy spreading her asshole for the camera, showing off an absolutely adorable little gape but looking awkward and uncomfortable in her own skin. Scrolling down, Nathan saw more of the same in the feed, a much younger teenage Suzy taking various extended family members with a **** smile. He was glad his own mom wasn’t tech savvy.

“It’s not that bad, you look cute and your gape looks really pretty in these pictures,” Nathan said, trying to console his coworker.

“Glad you think so, mind convincing my friends to stop teasing me about them?”

Nathan laughed and pulled his cock out, comparing the photos to her ass right then. “Another upside, your ass hasn’t changed one bit, that’s pretty amazing.”

Suzy chuffed. “You’re nice for saying, but this is definitely not the same ass,” Suzy said with a wiggle of her hips.

“Well it looks the same and I have a hard time imagining it could feel any better.”

Suzy shook her head playfully. “Hey, if you think that ass is good now, you should’ve tried it back then.”

“Oh come on, don’t tell me you’re part of the younger-is-better crowd too!” Nathan said with joking outrage.

“Hey! It’ is true, you can’t deny it.”

“I’m denying it right now!” Nathan said. “It’s just a bullshit thing some guys say.”

Suzy shook her head. “I’m telling you, my guts were tastier back then. After I bottomed out, I could milk a guy dry in minutes. These days, it always takes longer. Case in point, exhibit A,” Suzy said gesturing at Nathan.

“Hey that’s not fair, I’m not in the right mood and those guys probably were. Mindset makes a big difference you know. And let me ask you something, were you wearing a school uniform with those minute men huh?”

Suzy looked away to think back. “Maybe?” she said hesitantly.

“Well there you go, schoolgirl fetish. It’s not all about how you feel.”

“Hmmm, maybe, maybe not. Even if that other stuff helped, I still probably felt better.”

Nathan didn’t have an argument against that. “Well unless you got a time machine, I guess we can’t know,” he said and got back to pumping into Suzy.

“Actually, I’ve got an idea,” Suzy said after a minute.

“What’s that?”

“How about a friendly bet to settle the argument?”

“What are we betting?”

“I told you so rights,” Suzy said cheekily.

“Ha-ha, so you got a time machine laying around?”

“Nope, but I’ve got the next best thing. I’ve got a younger sister. She’s 19, same as I was back then. You could compare us and get a definite answer.”

Nathan’s cock jumped inside Suzy despite himself. He really didn’t buy into the young is better shtick some guys went on and on about, but his own reaction proved there might be something to it. Or maybe it was just the fact it was forbidden fruit that excited him. He hadn’t tried to get with anyone below the Free Use age since he’d been a young man himself, but now that it was being offered, he couldn’t deny he wanted a taste. In any case, he leapt at the chance and readily agreed.

~

After the party, Nathan followed Suzy back to her place in his car. Her sister was staying with her for the moment so there wasn’t a better time for it.

“Lis, I’m home,” Suzy called out as she opened up the door and took off her shoes.

After waiting a moment and not getting a reply, Suzy shook her head and muttered. “She’s probably got her headphones in like always.”

“It’s cool,” Nathan said. “So I was wondering, how are you gonna convince her to consent since she’s not 21?”

Suzy shrugged. “I’ll just ask, Lisa’s not the type to withhold consent.”

“Really?” Nathan asked shocked, most teens were rare to hand out consent since it was such a hassle at that age; they’d get Used their whole lives, why not enjoy the few years they got of exemption.

“Yeah, anal never really bothered her, even right from the start. She got all the luck; I had to practice for years before I got used to it,” Suzy said, half joking half jealous.

Suzy led Nathan to the room her sister was staying in to find her laying on the bed, headphones in and typing away at her laptop. Lisa eventually noticed the two when they approached and took off her headphones. “Hey, whose that?” she asked bluntly.

“This is Nathan, he’s a friend from work. I brought him over since I wanted to settle a bet.”

“O-kay?” Lisa said slowly, wondering why she was even being told this.

“I need you to prove my point though. Nathan thinks ass is ass and that it’s all the same. I told him nuh uh, it definitely feels better when you’re younger. And since you’re the same age I was when I had my first time, I thought you’d be a good comparison,” Suzy said, finishing brightly.

“Okay?” Lisa repeated. “Is that all?”

“Yeah, pretty much, you game?”

“Sure,” Lisa said absently with a shrug, her face already back to the laptop screen. She was halfway to putting her headphones back in when Nathan interrupted.

“Sorry but that means you give consent right? Just to be clear? It’s the law you have to clearly verbalize it,” Nathan said nervously.

Lisa gave him a long blank look before she rolled her eyes and put her headphones back in before sitting up on her knees so her ass stuck out. She reached back and pulled down her denim shorts before returning her attention to her laptop.

Nathan was never into girls younger than him before but seeing Lisa’s ass, he had to admit her skin looked plump, juicy and softer than any of the girls he’d been with.

Despite the teen offering herself, Nathan was still a little nervous with the idea of Using someone that young so instead went for Suzy first, if only to get himself into the mood.

“What are you doing?” Suzy asked as Nathan pulled her dress up and panties down. “You were just in me, don’t tell me you already forgot what I feel like,” Suzy said with a laugh.

“Refreshing my memory is all,” Nathan replied as he sank into her still standing. Familiar meat wrapped around his cock as he buried himself into his coworker and stirred around, sampling her asshole. In honestly, Nathan didn’t need the reminder; she felt exactly the way he remembered. Instead of really enjoying her, Nathan pumped Suzy’s ass just to psyche himself up for the prospect of Using her sister. Nathan stared at Lisa’s juicy, pristine ass as he drove into her sister until all his reservations went away.

It’s no big deal Nathan thought as he hauled Suzy down onto his cock, jamming it past her sigmoid colon and holding it there. She gave consent, it’s fine. Nathan withdrew himself, eliciting a breath of relief from Suzy before climbing up onto Lisa’s bed.

It’s no big deal Nathan repeated to himself as he lined his cock up with the teenager’s asshole and pressed in. He hadn’t wiped down so Suzy’s gut juices were still soaking his cock; he was so slimy with her it should’ve been easy to slide in but that wasn’t the case. Twice Nathan’s cock slipped off Lisa’s unyielding asshole even as he pressed down hard into her. Finally on the third attempt Nathan managed to slip in, with Lisa’s asshole rubber banding tightly over his head, constricting him like a vice. Nathan tried to feed more of his cock into her but it was a struggle. Lisa’s ass fought every inch Nathan gave her and she squeezed him so tightly it felt like her ass would push him right back out if he let up for even a second.

Nathan had sank into the teen expecting it to feel like Suzy or any other woman he’d been with, maybe the douchebags had it right and she would be a little better. Those expectations had evaporated completely by the time he was halfway in and brushing the back of her colon with his tip. Nathan grit his teeth and groaned at the utter tightness of Suzy’s little sister, the way her guts wrapped around and squeezed every millimeter of his cock intimately.

Every inch he pushed in let him enjoy the ridged, textured walls of her asshole sliding over his cock overwhelmingly. He could feel every breath and movement Lisa made, each sending another ripple of pleasure jolting through him as her meat undulated, massaging his cock like a tongue. It felt like nothing he’d ever experienced. Lisa felt better than any woman he’d ever been with and he pushed deeper, wanting more of her sweet treat.

He doubled over her back in pleasure as he finished bottoming out in her, his ten inches finally hilted in her hole. Through it all, Lisa had let him drive deep into her guts without a word of complaint or even notice; ignoring the two in favor of whatever she was listening to on her headphones. Nathan was in awe; her colon constricted his cock, stretched out like a condom and she took it without batting an eye. She was going to make someone very happy one day.

Nathan pulled out slowly and his cock came free slimy and wet with Lisa’s anal juices, leaving her asshole to gape cutely for a brief moment before snapping shut. That wasn’t unusual, but what was was just how soaked Nathan was. He’d been in a lot of asses and he’d never come out practically dripping before.

Suzy sighed in admiration while staring at her sister’s pink hole. “What I wouldn’t give to be young again. Youth really is wasted on the young,” she said. “If I had an asshole like that…” she mused trailing off as she stepped toward Nathan and knelt down.

Nathan hadn’t asked for any ass to mouth but it was only common courtesy those days. Suzy ducked underneath Nathan’s cock and ran her tongue up the underside of it, catching the anal juices that were threatening to drip off before moving to clean the sides and top. She showed off the viscous, cloudy white mess on her tongue to Nathan before she drank it down.

“Is that normal?” Nathan asked, swallowing hard, wondering at the wetness.

Suzy shook their head. “I definitely wasn’t like that when I was her age. Dunno but Lisa’s always just had an extra creamy asshole, no idea why though, just a special talent I guess,” Suzy said with another hint of jealously leaking through. “Everything she’s ever stuck in her ass has come out sopping wet. It even tastes good,” Suzy said with lightly angry envy.

She then grabbed Nathan’s cock by the base and **** him back into her sister for a quick dip before pulling it out. A thin string of clear mucous dangled from the tip of Nathan’s cock. Suzy leaned forward to catch it on her tongue.

“I wish I was this lucky,” Suzy said as she tasted her sister’s guts off Nathan’s cock. “If I could drench a guy with my asshole…” Suzy muttered, trailing off again.

Nathan had never seen an asshole as wet as Lisa’s, it was unnatural and the hottest thing he’d ever seen. He dipped back in and pulled out, mesmerized by the sight of her juices coating him and threatening to drip again.

He flipped Lisa over and clambered up to her chest. Lisa looked annoyed by being pulled away from her laptop but didn’t otherwise try to fight it. Grabbing her hair and angling her face up, Nathan let her anal juices drip onto the teen’s cheeks, chin and lips before he pressed his cock down onto her face, smearing it all over. Seeing the laptop wasn’t an option anymore, Lisa reached for her phone as Nathan painted her face with her own cream.

Nathan sighed and got off her as he finished making a mess of Lisa’s face. “I think you’re right,” he said, turning to Suzy.

“Toldya,” Suzy replied. “Hard to compete with that,” Suzy said, nodding toward her sister’s tight little body, her asshole leaking a thin trail of clear liquid. Reaching out, she scooped up the trail with the back of her finger and wiped the cream on her tongue. Why does it have to taste good she thought ruefully.

It was obvious Suzy felt a little bit of sibling jealousy, obvious enough that Nathan felt a flush of guilt for leaving her out. He moved back to Suzy, maneuvering her around so he could put it back in her ass.

“You don’t need to do that,” Suzy said, realizing what he was doing as he packed her full. “I know Lisa feels better, but I’m mature enough not to let it get to me.”

Suzy’s warm, soft meat engulfing him was incredible, but compared to the utter heaven of her sister, the feeling was like a faint shadow. But it felt too cruel to say that, so instead, Nathan lied as he slid in and out of Suzy’s guts, trying to enjoy the comparatively loose meat.

“Well maybe ‘better’ isn’t the right word, just really different.”

“Sure,” Suzy replied, sounding skeptical.

Sensing the lie wasn’t going to work if he pressed it, he tried a different approach.

“And it’s not like you have to accept it if you don’t want to. I mean, have you heard about those gene treatments their trialing?”

Suzy gave it some thought before replying. “I think I heard something about them on the news. Something about lifespan?”

“Yeah, they think they can make people younger. And if you really want to be 19 again, you could always get one of those treatments. Turn back the clock and enjoy the teenage years all over again,” Nathan said as he pulled out. Looking down at his cock, he was disappointed but unsurprised to see it wasn’t near as wet and slimy as it had been from Lisa.

“Aren’t those treatments risky to volunteer for in the early days?” Lisa asked as she spun around onto her knees and opened her mouth.

“Well, they’ve had nothing but successes so far,” he said as he slid his dirty cock over her offered tongue. It might not have been as enjoyable as doing it to Lisa, but feeding women their own assholes was always satisfying, no matter what.

Suzy frowned in thought as she licked him clean and suckled the head, treating his cock like candy. Eventually it became clear the idea of a younger body was winning her over. Her eyes unfocused as she imagined and fantasized about what it would be like; her nipples even growing hard at the idea of being a tight little thing again. She looked over at her sister, her eyes roaming over her petite, supple body with envy. Her own body was almost flawless but at 30, the tiniest signs of aging were beginning to show up and she didn’t like the idea one bit. “I might look into it,” Suzy said with her mind all but made up.

Lisa got up then suddenly, the first motion she’d made in a while and went towards her dresser to pick out clothes. “I’m heading out,” she called out blandly.

“Could you come here for a sec first?” Nathan said, suddenly nervous his first taste of teen meat was going to walk away.

Lisa turned to give him a blank stare before sighing and shuffling over unenthusiastically.

“This’ll be quick, I promise,” Nathan said.

“Whatever.”

Nathan spun her around and worked his way back into her fresh asshole, shivering in pleasure as he bottomed out again in her impossibly delicious hole. It was ridiculous how overwhelming the sensations were in Lisa; Nathan could feel the heat of her body pulse over his cock in waves, in sync with her steady heartbeat. He could feel her velvety anal walls slide all over and around him with every small movement she made. It was like her asshole was utterly suited to pleasuring cocks in a way that made every other woman pale in comparison.

As Nathan gripped Lisa’s hips and lost himself in the utter bliss of her asshole, Lisa stood ignoring him in favor of her phone, hoping her sister’s weird friend would finish up quickly so she could meet up with her friends already. Even as Nathan slammed up into her hard enough to almost lift her off her feet, Lisa barely paid any mind to fat ten inches of cockmeat punching into her sigmoid and straightening out her colon. The feeling of her insides being churned and her stomach bulging outwards from the cock bumping into it from the inside were things she’d long since gotten used to.

No matter how hard or how long Nathan heaved himself into Lisa, she never felt like she was being slowly worn out, her hole wrapping around him just as tight as when he first started. Nathan had almost forgotten about Suzy again but had the presence of mind to pull her closer, pressing her face against her sister’s ass as he dragged his cock out.

Without letting a drop spill, Nathan fed his sopping wet cock to Suzy straight from her sister’s asshole who eagerly slurped off the clear nectar. Back and forth Nathan went, using his cock to spoon feed Suzy her sister’s ass juices. Nathan and Suzy both stared, one in wonder, the other in open envy as each time Nathan dipped inside and pulled out, Lisa would snap shut near instantly, looking like she’d never been touched before.

Suzy was mature enough to know how the world worked so she wasn’t angry about it, but it did occasionally annoy her a little that she constantly had to play second fiddle to younger women. The fact her sister tasted so good made it pretty enjoyable to be where she was but at the same time fanned the flames of jealousy in her. As she stared up at Nathan who continued to dip back and forth, she couldn’t help but wish some other girl could kneel in her place for once, that she could enjoy having another drink her ass juices for once. She grew all the more convinced that the gene treatments were the right thing to do.

After nearly an hour of battering the teen’s guts and feeding Suzy, Nathan couldn’t hold out anymore and slammed himself into Lisa one last time before letting loose a torrent of pent up jizz. Nathan poured into her for nearly a minute, so much and for so long Lisa actually cared enough to look away from her phone and comment on it.

As Nathan pulled back and slipped out of her, Lisa closed so quickly only a tiny trickle of his cum managed to leak out. He scooped it up with the head of his cock and gave it to Suzy. “Jesus Christ,” Nathan breathed. “You feel better than… better than anything I’ve ever been in,” Nathan said with Suzy’s head between his legs, cleaning him off one last time.

“Thanks, does that mean you’re done?” Lisa asked. “I wanna meet up with some friends now.”

“Yeah, I am. Thanks again, your ass is seriously one in a million,” Nathan said as Suzy finished up and stood up.

Lisa scoffed as she picked out an outfit.

“What?”

“You haven’t been with many girls have you?” Lisa asked.

Nathan gave the girl an incredulous look.

“Dude seriously, I know you and sis are pretty hung up about how wet my ass gets or whatever, but it’s nothing special, really. My friends are all the same.”

Suzy bit her lip and frowned while Nathan’s semi hard cock twitched.

~ Virginity

Maintaining vaginal virginity for as long as possible had become a longstanding trend in Soderton. It wasn’t a conscious choice, it started as happenstance motivated by a widespread disinterest in vaginal intercourse and a heavy focus on career advancement rather than family by the women in Soderton. But habit eventually turned into tradition until most women in Soderton simply preferred to keep their vaginal virginities, the intact hymens acting like a badge of belonging to Soderton. If women wanted to start families, insemination was the standard practice.

By the 22nd century, it wasn’t uncommon to find women in their 60’s that were still vaginal virgins and as the decades crawled by, that number simply got higher and higher as gene treatments took hold.

~

The camera’s focused on Maryanne Henly, a local baker turned celebrity whose claim to fame was being the world’s oldest vaginal virgin, celebrating her 100th birthday. Though the centenarian birthday party looked nothing like you’d expect. Far from being a luddite, Maryanne and her elderly friends had readily embraced the gene treatments. Sitting and standing around the birthday cake was a room full of apparent teenage girls. The only thing giving away the fact they were older than their appearance belied was their reserved behavior and old fashioned clothing choices; the most scandalous choices being short tops that showed the midriff or booty shorts, almost no one had any Use cutouts.

After Maryanne had blown out the awkwardly large number of candles and listened to her friend’s sing, she gave the local news crew an interview.

“So Maryanne, how does it feel to be the world’s oldest vaginal virgin?” the reporter asked.

Maryanne chuckled and shrugged. “Doesn’t feel any different than yesterday, it’s honestly no big deal to me.”

“Well surely even you have to appreciate the milestone?”

Maryanne gave the camera a shy smile and hesitant nod. “I suppose it is a bit impressive,” she said.

“Oh don’t sell yourself short Maryanne,” the reporter said. “It really is an accomplishment. You’re a role model for young girls everywhere, my own daughters look up to you I’m proud to say.”

“Role model,” Maryanne repeated. “Now that’s something I didn’t think anyone would call me.”

“Well Maryanne it’s a well-deserved. I have to ask, what made you decide to save your virginity for so long?”

Maryanne laughed demurely, an unfitting laugh for the age she was wearing. “It was never a choice, I never woke up one morning and said I’m not doing this. It was more organic than that, I just never had any interest in vaginal sex.”

The reporter nodded. “And for the curious at home, would you mind showing us what a centenarian virgin looks like?”

“Not at all,” Maryanne said as she bunched up her dress and leaned over onto the table. She reached back to spread herself, showing off the creamy pink skin between her lips.

“Wow, your gene skin looks amazing,” the reporter said as he and the camera got a good look at the plump, pristine, bald pussy and puckered asshole of Maryanne. Neither looked like they’d ever been touched in her life. “Is that a 20 design?”

Maryanne shook her head. “19 actually.”

The reporter froze. “19? I thought only the 20’s were available on the market.”

Maryanne shook her head. “Oh my son works at Synthskin and he managed to snag me one as a gift.”

“Do you mind?” the reporter asked, suddenly a lot more interested in the story; he’d never gotten the chance to use a top of the line model before. They were something typically only the fantastically wealthy could afford at first before the price dropped.

“Of course.”

The reporter quickly worked his already stiff cock out of his trousers and lined it up with Maryanne’s asshole, already leaking a thin line of lube. If he’d remembered the product announcement details correctly, it was flavored natural lubricant; both anal and vaginal orifices would drool copious amounts of precum at the slightest touch, and that was just one of the new features. The modifications that came with the ’19 design were so bleeding edge he could hardly believe them. The specs made his wife’s ’24 look positively medieval.

Sinking into the devilishly tight hole, the reporter ground his teeth as his cockhead penetrated the multi sphincter design of Maryanne’s asshole, each with different depths, tightness and textures to provide the most pleasure possible. The reporter involuntarily shut his eyes and groaned as he settled in. Maryanne’s rectum pumped and massaged his cock, the new muscles working to make it feel as if she was sucking his cock off with her asshole.

“Rob, Steven,” the reporter breathed after he recovered, addressing his co-anchors back at the station. “I can tell you, Maryanne feels better than my baseline daughters by a mile. You two ought to upgrade soon as you can, I know I will.” Maryanne beamed at the compliment.

As he sank deeper, the reporter hit the first of several bends in Maryanne’s colon. Each bend was designed to have varying resistance and be enjoyable to push past, with different textured corners for stimulating the cockheads pushing through while feeling like additional g-spots for Maryanne.

The sensation of having multiple g-spots rubbed and prodded was near maddening when Maryanne first tried out her new body, but she had gotten better at controlling herself. Now, she only exhaled and clenched her fist as waves of pleasure exploded through her as she luxuriated in the sensation of the reporter rearranging her guts.

The redesigned anal canal and colon also reached far higher than in baseline women, allowing penetrations up to the sternum before turning back, supposedly allowing for seven such bends. Unfortunately the reporter wasn’t quite well off enough to afford the latest male gene mods and his 11” cock couldn’t quite reach the fourth. But it was still sensitive to properly appreciate Maryanne’s new body and those first three felt better than anything he’d ever tried before. Maryanne had far and away the sweetest guts he’d ever tasted.

Maryanne’s redesigned ass was also more suited for long bouts of sodomy now so had greater elasticity; regardless of how many times any man would straighten her colon out, it would snap back into its winding shape, never loosening no matter what. Each pump into her would feel every good as the first.

The interview ended with the reporter signing off with Maryanne sitting in his lap, her gene skin so small she only just reached his chin. Maryanne bounced in his lap, a very visible bulge travelling up her stomach to her bellybutton and receding as she swallowed him from tip to root, her pussy drooling so heavily it drenched the reporters balls and pants. Experienced as she was, she even made sure to arch her back, jutting her stomach forward to make the bulge even more clear to the filming cameras.

“So, do you think you’re ever going to get tired of this?” the reporter asked Maryanne, lifting her small body up and slamming it down like she was nothing but a sex toy to jerk off with.

The reporter needed to repeat himself before Maryanne answered, distracted as she was by the cock pounding into her colon, straightening it out and bulging her stomach. Gut fucking was a new **** that only a tiny handful of women had fully managed to acclimate to. “I don’t think so,” she said with a purr. “But who knows, ask me again in another hundred years,” she said pleasurably. The reply was a broken one; the constant stirring of her insides causing her to lose a word here and there.

As the interview ended and the camera shut off, Maryanne turned her focus to getting herself off. Her hand pressed into her stomach, shifting the angle of the cock so the bulge drove into different corners of her stomach. She knew which parts of her felt the best, both for herself and the reporter so made sure they both got to explore them.

Half an hour later, the reporter pulled Maryanne off his cock where she dropped to her knees on shaky legs, still twitching too badly after too many orgasms to stay on her feet. The reporter’s cock was sticky with a creamy, frothy white mix of his semen, Maryanne’s anal juices and ejaculate; something new and only possible because of her mods.

Knowing what the polite thing to do was, the mature woman crawled towards the reporters waiting cock, intending to do her job and clean up her mess when she remembered her friends. Wanting to share with them, she invited them over to join her. Eagerly agreeing, the gaggle of teenage bodies made their way over to the reporter to share the tasty treat, daintily licking off the filth from the reporter’s member.

Within a minute of the feeding frenzy starting, the girls had cleaned off every speck of cum, anal juice and mucous from the reporters cock. A few of the girls gulped down their shares immediately but quite a few, including Maryanne thought better of it and instead went back to the birthday cake, glazing it with the cocktail of cum, spit and natural lube they’d collected.

Seeing that the glaze was still missing the majority of the cum, one of the girls helpfully took out a special toy from her purse. With how tight Maryanne was now all along her entire anal tract, pushing out any semen was out of the question. So instead, the girls used a dildo with a flared, concave head to spoon out anything left.

Seeing someone had a scooper on hand, Maryanne got on her hands and knees and waited. As her friend pushed in the lengthy but thin 16” dildo, Maryanne shivered and sighed on the floor, her legs involuntarily closing as she felt it hit every one of her new g-spots. It was too thin to give her that wonderful packed feeling she’d come to love, but it was still enough to excite and a fresh river of wetness started drooling from her perfect pussy, quickly forming a growing puddle between her legs.

Once it was fully in, Maryanne’s friend’s moved the cake under her and began pulling back on the toy, slowing drawing it out of her guts. The concave head dragged along her rectal walls and scooped out every bit of the mix of fluids inside. As the head of the toy popped free, a thick, cloudy-white mixture of cum, both Mary’s and the reporters, the precum, grool and mucous drooled out of her asshole onto the cake, so viscous it crawled across the top instead of spilling over the sides. Some of Mary’s friends clapped at the sight of the treat; they’d all gotten a chance to taste her before and were all fans of Maryanne’s new and improved guts. With the cake properly glazed, the girls cut it into slices and dug in, enjoying the complimentary flavors of cum and Maryanne’s colon.

“You know, the genetic designers really outdid themselves this time,” the reporter said conversationally afterwards. “No idea how they could top that,” he said, nodding at Maryanne’s body.

Maryanne finished chewing and swallowed. “Me neither but my son say’s they’ve already got the ‘18 design in the planning stages,” she said, cutting another piece of cake with her fork and dipping it into a small puddle of her own anal juices on her plate. “I know I just got this one, but I’m already excited to try out the ’18.”

The reporter gulped and ventured a request. “It won’t be for work, but do you think you would mind if I visited again after you get it?”

Maryanne shook her head, “Oh no of course not, I love getting visitors,” she said.

~ Ass Cafes

Jean and I headed into the café feeling a little excited. We didn’t usually jump on the latest foodie fad but the taste testing thing that had started in Japan and spread all over the world had just seemed too fun not to try.

The idea was a cool one, give girls a chance to taste as many others as they wanted without all the hassle of getting Used. Jean was a big fan of tasting another girl off my cock but the one or two at most she got each time was pretty unsatisfying for her. She was up for a bit more variety and the ass cafes were just the thing.

The place was usually so busy that we didn’t bother, but that day it was just enough of a lull we could handle the wait in the line. Eventually a waitress came and took us in, her nametag reading Summer. As she led the way, Jean and I both stole glances at her ass, enjoying the uniform and the base of the toy that poked out from the cutout in her shorts. I could tell by the way Jean was staring she liked it as much as I did; cutout clothes were a favorite of ours. There was just something so hot about being covered up but exposed at the same time.

Summer made small talk as we went to our table. “So is this your first time at Platter or have you been with us before?”

“First time but we know how it works,” Jean said. “We’ve been trying to but the place is usually so busy.”

Summer laughed and nodded in understanding. “I’m sorry about that. It’s been pretty hectic since we’ve opened but I hear there’s a couple other ass cafes opening up nearby and we’re even starting up a second location too. Hopefully that’ll deal with the wait times.”

We got to our table and sat, with Jean hiking up her skirt and taking the half seat so her ass hung off the edge.

“Well here’s our menu, take your time, have a look and I’ll be back in a few, but in the meantime here’s a sample to get you started,” the waitress said, giving Jean a wink. Reaching back, she grabbed the base of the heavy buttplug she wore and pulled it out with a wet pop before setting it on the empty plate in front of Jean. The seven inch long toy wobbled for a moment before stilling, the waitress’s ass juices trickling down the side.

“Wow,” Jean said involuntarily, eyeing the juicy treat with a hint of envy. “Thanks.”

“You’re welcome,” Summer replied with a smile before heading off. As she did, she grabbed a spare plug she had in her fanny pack and filled her ass up again.

We knew the ass cafes had a pretty strict hiring policy of only taking on girls with the juiciest assholes, but seeing it first hand was a whole other thing. It just made me all the more eager for Jean to get her mods as soon as possible.

“I think she likes you,” I said as Jean looked over my shoulder to watch Summer as she sashayed away.

“Mmmhmm,” Jean mumbled.

“Hold your horses,” I said with a laugh when Jean wouldn’t stop staring over my shoulder. “There’s a lot to choose from, you haven’t even looked at the menu. Let’s not just get the first thing we see?”

“Fine, fine,” Jean said reluctantly as she tore her eyes away from our waitress and focused on her appetizer. After that, she didn’t waste long before she started eating while I watched. The buttplug was a pretty simple shape, just a straight toy with light ribbing to catch some of the fluid inside, so there wasn’t much. Running her tongue around each ring of the toy, it only took half a minute before Jean had licked the plug clean of every drop of the waitress’s creamy ass.

“How’s it taste?” I asked when she was done

“Matt, I have to get modded,” Jean said emphatically.

“That good?”

“There’s like all these layers of flavor that normal girls don’t have. It’s like the difference between Maccas and a Michelin restaurant.”

Ever since the gene mods started becoming commonplace, Jean had been pretty eager on getting them herself. The fact her own asshole wasn’t anywhere near as creamy or tasty was a bit of a sore spot for her. But, the clinics were so overbooked we were going to stay on the wait list for months more.

With the appetizer done, we went over the menu and were impressed by the options. In it there were photos of the waitresses along with a short line about their speciality. The café had girls from all kinds of backgrounds; Japanese, Indian, Arabic, South American, Nordic and more in different age brackets, all of them with a variety of mods that made Jean practically drool.

As Jean browsed, another couple approached us. They’d finished their meal and were just sampling the other customers now. It was all part of the ass café experience, taste others, let them taste you and mingle. It was surprisingly social coming from the Japanese.

The man dipped into Jean for a moment before feeding his friend or partner. She hummed and gave a quick compliment to Jean but quickly moved on to the next table. Jean kept her eyes on the menu but I noticed her flush a shade with embarrassment. She’d probably noticed like me how long couples stayed with certain girls and how quickly they moved on from others, probably unmodded like herself.

Jean eventually made up her mind and placed her order when Summer came back. She ending up settling on the 20 inch mix from the tiny Japanese girl that was the day’s special, the 12 from the leggy Chilean and beads for desert from Summer herself.

“Good choice,” Summer said, her eyes locked with Jean and a smile playing the corner of her lips. “It’ll be 15 minutes before your mains ready.”

She could’ve brought it out straight away but it was better to let the toys soak inside their guts for a while to get a proper taste. In the meantime, we took our number and went to the front of the café to watch Jean’s snack being prepared.

Leaning on the countertop, we chatted until we saw the Japanese employee Jean chose head into the toy room. She seemed to know exactly where everything was because it only took her a few seconds before she found the toy Jean had chosen.

It was an absolute monster that Jean would seriously think twice about taking herself but she figured the waitresses were modded so could handle more than she could. Not only was the toy as thick as Jean’s wrist, but it was separated into four bands with distinct textures and features; the first band was just bumpy all over, the second had tall bulbous protrusions like mushrooms, the third had larger, thick ribs that jutted up and the last had these raised curls that pointed backwards like they were designed to scoop you inside out.

“Well that’s just mean,” I said lightly.

“What? She can take it,” Jean said.

With the toy in hand, the Japanese waitress spotted our number and came over. She gave the toy to Jean before hopping onto the countertop to present her ass. Jean and I gave each other a look, enjoying the idea of being part of the food prep. Jean took aim and started feeding it into the small Japanese waitress’s asshole with smooth motions.

As it disappeared, Jean and I just couldn’t get over how amazingly easily the waitress took it. Jean was no slouch when it came to taking it up the ass and loved it as much as the next girl but being baseline meant you could only manage so much. The toy must’ve been stretching her to the limit

Jean would be a mess if I so much as packed her sigmoid but our waitress ate her 20 inches without a flinch and soon the entire thing had disappeared. It must’ve been stretching her to the limit but the Japanese girl was just exhaling calmly as Jean packed her guts.

Standing up, our waitress told us it’d be a short wait before Jean’s meal was ready before walking off a bit awkwardly.

“Where does it all go?” Jean asked after, cringing at the idea of having to walk around with 20 inches of silicon packed in her guts.

“No idea, but you’ll probably find out once you get your mods.” I laughed at the mixture of worry and interest that flashed across Jeans face.

The Chilean and Summer came next, with Jean stuffing them both before we went to mingle with the other patrons.

As other café goers enjoyed their snacks, Jean and I walked around and tried as many out as we could. The tall, half seats made slipping into each of their assholes really easy so it was no hassle at all to dip in and feed Jean. Most of the patrons were unmodded like Jean so we didn’t stay with them long, but a few were and Jean made sure we stayed with them.

When we got to a table with a trio of girls in uniform from the local private college, we didn’t want to move on. Embarrassingly, I actually groaned when slipping into one of the teens making her friends giggle. She had by far the sweetest ass I’d ever tried and I couldn’t imagine how some college teen had gotten modded already.

Her colon twisted in on itself tightly at least three times from my count and I enjoyed straightening out each one more than the last. She took the gutfucking better than I figured for someone her age, only pausing once when I rammed several of the bends straight at once.

When I pulled out and fed the girls ass to Jean, she gave me a look like she knew exactly how I felt.

While the college student chatted with her friends, I bottomed out hard, trying to bury myself as deep into her guts as I could. “Don’t fall in love,” the girl teased.

“Trying,” I said. Jean slapped me playfully on the thigh in response.

When I pulled out again, I was slimy and dripping from root to stem with her ass juices. Jean took one look and practically shoved me into the back of her throat, slurping loudly as she pulled back, lips wrapped tightly around me.

We wanted to keep trying out the teen and her friends but Summer came and told us our order was ready. Reluctantly, we left the group and went back to our table.

“Damn,” I breathed heading back.

“I know what you mean,” Jean said.

When we got seated again, our Japanese waitress was waiting at our side. Turning around, she offered her ass again. Since the toy was fully in, Jean had to reach into the girl’s ass to grab it. With 20 inches already inside, adding another hand made the girl squirm as Jean’s wrist twisted and turned in her ass, trying to get a grip on the toy.

Eventually Jean managed to get ahold of it and began dragging it out. As she pulled on it, the creamy clear-white mix of cum, natural lube and mucous from the waitresses asshole that heavily coated the toy dripped all over Jean’s plate. The last quarter of the toy was the hardest to get out though and our waitress wobbled on unsteady knees as Jean hauled on it, twitching badly. Pulling hard on it one last time, Jean popped it out, causing the curls on the last band to fling a jet of anal juices onto Jean’s face and top. Jean just laughed at the mess and settled the toy on her plate.

“Enjoy your meal,” the Japanese girl said, looking worn out.

“Thank you,” Jean said.

As our waitress took a break on my cock, Jean took out her phone and snapped a quick photo for her insnap before she started. All the different shapes on the toy had been good at collecting as much of our waitresses ass juices as possible and Jean needed to lick the ribs, wrap her lips around the bulbs and snake her tongue under the curls to reach her milky treats.

“I think my girlfriend really likes how you taste,” I said to our waitress who was bouncing lightly on me.

“Thanks, I’ve been really happy with my mods too,” she said conversationally.

With so much to lap up, it took Jean 10 minutes before she finished with the Japanese girl and moved onto the her Chilean drink.

~

“I love this place,” Jean said as she snacked on Summer’s anal beads, popping one of them into her mouth like they were candies.

“Me too, we really should come here more often,” I said, watching Jean grab one of the beads that were glazed with my cum and sitting in a dipping dish of Summer’s anal juices before popping it into her mouth to suck clean.

~ Rainy Day

I put my bike away after I saw how hard it was raining; no way I could meet up with Matt and Jake with it like this.

I tried to do other things but it just got so boring so fast so I went up to Jenna’s room hoping maybe she’d play with me.

“Jenna?” I asked, knocking on her door.

“Come in,” she called out.

My sister was lying flat on her stomach on the bed, doing something on her laptop. She looked pretty since she was wearing just her underwear and a sweater. It was the underwear I liked best, the small thin ones that went all the way up to her hips and only barely covered up her private bits.

“Shut the door, you’re letting the heat out,” she complained when feeling the draft.

“Sorry,” I mumbled as I closed the door.

She rolled over onto her side to look at me. “What’s up James?”

“I’m bored,” I complained. “Can I play with you?”

“Weren’t you gonna meet up with your little friends?”

“It’s raining, I can’t,” I said with a pout even though I tried not to.

Jenna sighed by gave in after I gave her the sad face. “Fine, hop on but don’t be loud OK? I’m trying to work here,” she said with a laugh.

“Thanks Jen!” I said before climbing up onto the bed with her and straddling her thighs. I pulled off my pants and took my penis out. It got hard pretty fast since Jen was so fun to play with. It wasn’t that big right now though, only eight inches but mom and Jenna both said it was gonna get a lot bigger when I got older.

Pulling down her underwear, I grabbed some lube off her bedside drawer and rubbed it in just like Jenna showed me and pushed my fingers inside, exploring her soft, pink meat. It was fun to sometimes just play with her butt; watching the hole trying to eat my fingers and snapping shut when I pulled out. After, I kneaded her cheeks a bit, watching my fingers sink into the skin which never got old.

“You know, it feels better if you put that thing in you know,” Jenna said sarcastically.

“I know,” I said. “But playing with its fun.” I stuck two fingers inside and tried to spread them to make my point, getting a look at the soft, curly skin inside.

Jenna chuckled a little and got back to her work. Eventually I did put it in. Pushing in was always the best part since her hole was tightest at the start and I liked the way it slipped over me so I did it slow just to stretch out the fun. The second best part was pushing past the funny bend inside her that always made her squeak, it was super tight and really fun to feel wrapped around me. Soaking inside her was so nice sometimes I wished I could just stay there.

Jenna gave me a squeeze to let me know she wasn’t completely ignoring me and I soon felt her butt muscles start massaging me, making me groan and fall forward onto her back; I loved it when Jenna did that.

I started bouncing against her soft, squishy butt as I started pumping into her. Jenna’s meat was so nice, it was really warm, soft and tight and she almost always let me use it. Jenna’s the best I thought. Jake and Matt weren’t anywhere near as lucky as me, I heard them complaining all the time about how their sisters never let them play with their butts.

I played with Jenna for almost an hour before I felt that warm rush washing over me. I let it go and filled Jenna up until it went away before collapsing on her back.

“You done buddy?” Jenna asked after a moment.

“Mmmhmmm,” I mumbled.

Jenna pushed me off onto my back and spun around till she was lying between my legs.

“Still bored?”

“Uh uh,” I said shaking my head.

Jenna gave a little laugh then started licking the cream and sticky stuff off my penis. Mom always said Jenna had good manners.

“There, all clean,” Jenna said, giving my thigh a slap after she finished swallowing.

I didn’t know why but watching her gulp down the sticky stuff was almost as nice as playing with her.

“Thanks Jenna,” I said.

“You’re welcome you little monkey. Now the stuff in my butt, what do you wanna do with that hmmm? Shooould I eat it? Keep it? Wear it?”

“Eat it!” I said. I almost always asked Jenna to eat it since that was my favorite.

“OK, OK, calm down,” Jenna said ruffling my hair.

I got off the bed and went for her cup before I stopped her.

“Wait, Jen, do you think you could eat it off the floor?”

Jenna raised a brow. “Where’d you learn that?” she asked.

“Saw it,” I said, looked nice.

“Hmmm,” Jenna hummed, tapping her finger on her chin like she was giving it a long think. “I don’t see why not.”

“Yay!”

“But not here, it’s all carpet-y,” Jenna said. “Come on, let’s go to the kitchen.”

I followed Jenna down to the kitchen and saw mom was there baking something. “What are you two up to?” she asked after seeing me and Jen come in.

“Nothing,” Jenna said. “James just filled my butt and wants to watch me eat it off the floor now.”

“Mmmhmmm,” mom hummed. “Did you clean him off after he pulled out?” she asked.

“Yes mom, of course I did, I always do,” Jenna replied testily.

“Alright, just making sure you remembered, no need to bite my head off honey.”

Jenna always got upset when mom asked just because she forgot one time.

“You ready?” Jenna asked me.

I nodded as fast as I could.

Jenna laughed and squatted down, leaning her back against the kitchen island and starting pushing out the creamy white stuff I shot inside. It’d been a minute since I pulled out so she’d closed back up tight making it hard to push everything out. Seeing how little was dribbling out, Jenna reached into her butt with a couple fingers and pulled it up, hooking open the hole to make it easier. I really liked it when Jenna pulled herself open like that since it let me see more of her wet, squishy pink meat. After that it was a lot easier for the cream to drool out onto the floor. It wasn’t thick white like my cum was, it was like clear white since it was mixed with her butt juices too and since Jenna had such a juicy butt I couldn’t tell if it was more me or more her.

After Jenna made sure there was nothing left inside her butt by digging her fingers around in there, she got onto her hands and knees, holding her face just above the puddle of cum and butt juices.

“What’s the magic word, monkey?” Jenna teased.

“Pleeeeease,” I said.

Jenna gave me a smile before she lowered her face and started slurping up the puddle. Jenna ran her lips over the tiles, vacuuming up the mess until she’d gotten it all. She walked over to me on her knees so she was the same height, opened her mouth and stuck out her tongue so I could see. I wanted an even better view though so I put my hands on the sides of her face and hooked her cheeks open with my thumbs, standing up on my tip toes to look into her mouth. It was really nice Jenna let me do that, her cheeks felt really soft and wet against my thumb and her mouth looked so pretty when it was filled with our cum even if it was kinda gross too at the same time.

Jenna gargled a little and some of the stuff in her mouth sputtered out, landing on her cheeks and chin. Jenna scooped it back into her mouth but I could tell she was getting impatient waiting for me to tell her when. If I took too long, sometimes she wouldn’t wait and would just swallow it.

I mean it was nice either way, but it was extra nice when she did it right when I said so, I don’t know, it just felt special that way.

“You can swallow now,” I said.

Jenna gulped and drank down her mouthful of butt juice and cum.

“How was that?” Jenna asked getting back to her feet and ruffling my hair again.

I just hugged her tight, my head just about coming up to her boobies. “Love you sis.”

“Love you too, monkey.”

“Honey, you missed a spot,” mom said from behind Jen. We both turned just in time to see mom reach down and scoop up a stray bit of cream that Jen had missed with her fingers. “You really should be more thorough Jenna, I’m serious,” mom said as she brought her fingers up to her mouth and sucked the mess off them. I gulped and even though I just finished playing with Jenna, I felt like I was almost ready to play some more.

“Hey monkey, lemme finish up before mom lectures me some more,” Jenna said as she pushed me off gently. “I would’ve gotten to it,” Jen directed at mom as she pulled her g string off. Bunching the fabric up in her hand, Jenna bent down and started wiping up the wet stains left behind with the inside of her g string.

“There, it’s all clean,” Jenna said after she finished.

“Mmmhmm, thank you honey,” mom said.

Jenna stepped back into her g string and pulled it up. “Come on, let’s go,” Jenna said to me.

~ Years later

I opened the door and walked into Jenna’s apartment. She didn’t react as I stepped in since she’d given me the keys and I dropped by pretty frequently.

“Hey, if you called to say you were coming over I would’ve bought some extra,” Jenna said as she was taking out her delivered food.

I sat down on the couch next to her. “Judy and I split up,” I said vacantly.

“What?”

“Actually, she broke up with me,” I clarified.

“Oh… Oh shit,” Jenna said as she reluctantly put her food down. “Hey I know what’ll help,” she said as she quickly pulled her sweatpants off followed by her high waisted g string, the same kind I loved as a kid.

It wasn’t what I had in mind coming here and I said as much but Jenna didn’t relent. “Hey trust me, you’ll feel a million times better after a quick dip in my guts.”

I shrugged and mechanically took off my pants too, just going through the motions.

“Listen, it’s OK,” she said as she straddled my lap. Grabbing my cock, Jenna guided me into her asshole, my meat perfectly filling out her colon like a glove. “Everyone goes through breakups James, I know it hurts at first but it’ll get better,” Jenna said wriggling her butt back into me, making sure I got settled properly.

Sinking into the familiar velvety softness sent streams of pleasure through my mind, almost enough to take the sting from the memory of my last conversation with Judy.

“I know, I just… Thought Judy and I were different,” I said.

Jenna hugged me and drove me in deeper to my surprise. She usually got annoyed with me if I did that since she didn’t like it when I got too deep into her guts, apparently she didn’t like it when guys slammed into the back of her sigmoid. Some girls were into gutfucking and getting their stomachs bulged but Jenna preferred to avoid it when she could. Sure it’s not like she was technically allowed to say no but the rules were different with family.

Jenna groaned long and low as she grabbed my hips and shoved me all the way in until my balls were nestled in her ass. Once I was balls deep, Jenna leaned back and put her arms akimbo, giving me a showy look. “Better, right?”

“A little,” I said, a smile curling at my lips. It was nice.

“Look, everyone thinks that the first time, but you get over it, eventually,” Jenna said, wriggling her butt back and forth, trying to get comfortable as she struggled to accommodate my cock straightening her colon.

I didn’t say anything.

Jenna ran her hand over her stomach and I felt her, even through the skin, rub my cock head.

“Just try to keep busy these few weeks, spend time with your mates, or hang out with me, kay?”

I nodded.

“I mean, it’s been a while since we really hung out like we used to,” Jenna said, trying to keep the conversation up. “It’s about time we did something.”

“Yeah, we should,” I said lamely.

Jenna gave me a bounce. “It could be fuuuun,” she said injecting as much enthusiasm as she could.

I appreciated the gesture but I didn’t think some anal would distract me. But it turned out it wasn’t just some anal Jenna had in mind. Jenna bounced off me and spun around, bending over at the waist. Once her ass was in my face she hooked her fingers in, pulling herself open and pushing out hard. In a moment, her tight little hole was pulled open and flowered out. I watched in shock as Jenna prolapsed for me, something she’d only done for me twice before on special occasions. It was enough to snap Judy out of my thoughts.

“Wow. I should break up more often,” I breathed.

Jenna laughed. “Now you’re sounding more like yourself,” she said.

After staring at her ruined hole for too long, Jenna prompted me. “Are you just gonna look or do you wanna dig in?” she said, sinking one of her fingers into her broken ass.

I leaned down and experimentally dipped my cockhead into the offered meat and shivered in pleasure more psychological than physical. I looked down and savored the sight of her guts visibly wrapped around my shaft. It was satisfying like nothing else seeing her ruin herself for me.

“Thanks Jenna,” I said seriously.

“No sweat.”

I started pumping into her, careful not to bottom out or else I risked pushing her prolapse back inside. It was better to have it out and use her rectum like a fleshlight.

I grabbed my cock by the base and hauled up, tugging along her flesh and making Jenna groan as her guts were brutalized further.

“Aaaand I suddenly remember why I never do this,” Jenna complained light heartedly.

“Sorry, want me to stop?”

“Depends, you gonna start moping again?”

“Maybe?” I joked.

Jenna laughed which I took as permission to keep destroying her ass.

~

“Feel better?” Jenna asked as I laid atop her.

“Yeah, I do actually. It… Doesn’t feel as bad anymore,” I said. The pain of my last conversation with Judy seemed so much dimmer now.

“Good, glad to hear it, now get off me,” Jenna said playfully as she slapped my shoulder.

As we untangled, Jenna glanced to the side and eyed her nachos with a tragic look. “Great, my foods cold now,” she said. “Couldn’t you have gotten here a few minutes early?”

“They’re not that bad,” I said as I ate one. “And you don’t need dip since I made you some.”

Jenna raised her brow.

I poked her in the stomach. “Freshly made too,” I teased.

Jenna rolled her eyes. “You’re so gross,” she said, but that didn’t stop her from climbing off the couch and squatting over her bowl of nachos. I’d worked her open so badly she didn’t even need to push for the mix of cum and anal mucous to flood out from her asshole and drench her chips.

After drizzling the food, Jenna plopped down next to me with the bowl in hand. Jenna plucked a nacho out with it trailing thick strands of clear white creampie and popped it into her mouth.

“Not that bad, right?” I asked.

“It’s alright,” Jenna said, clearly enjoying the glaze of cum and anal juice more than she was willing to admit. “Bit flat though, could’ve used like two others.”

~ Shopping

Ethan and his wife had been putting it off, but their daughter Sarah was getting to that age where she was starting to get curious about her own body and expressing an interest in boys. When they finally walked in on their daughter dry humping her oversized stuffed teddy bear, they decided it was finally time to get her a toy.

“So, do you see anything you like?” Ethan asked his daughter.

Sarah was like a kid in a candy shop as she ran around the store, grabbing and touching every toy that caught her attention. “Dad, there’s so many!”

Ethan chuckled and let his daughter run around. Every once in a while, she took a particular liking to a toy and just had to test it out right then and there. Throwing some glances around the store, Sarah plucked one bright pink, flexible, ribbed dildo off a display and slipped it under her skirt. It disappeared in a flash but judging by the way Sarah bit her lip and twitched, Ethan could tell her liked it. Sarah pulled it out just as fast and put it back on the shelf, but a warning look from her dad reminded her how rude that was. She grabbed it back and gave it a quick once over with her tongue making sure it was clean before she put it back.

“How was that one?” Ethan asked.

Sarah giggled. “It was nice but I wanna look at more before I decide.”

Ever since gene mods had become commonplace, it had changed the landscape of sex so much that the smallest toy in the shop was a staggering ten inches. But since Sarah had inherited the modifications her mother had gotten, ten inches wasn’t a problem for her. In fact, ‘normal’ masturbation had all but disappeared and been replaced with gut play.

After running around the store and trying out several more toys, Sarah finally found one that she immediately fell in love with. It was decently sized at 16 inches and made up entirely of eight balls that attached to one another at the narrowest point. Sarah gulped as she saw it and chewed her lip as she imagined what it would feel like.

She gave her dad a look before she took it off the display stand and slowly inserted the balls. Each of them made her asshole stretch delectably past the widest point before shutting tight over the narrow middles. Sarah managed to get in 6 without much hassle but the last two proved an absolute struggle to get in. Eventually though after some help from her dad, Sarah finally managed to shove the last two balls inside, her body twitching and her pussy squirting a tight jet of juice as the balls pressed and rubbed past all her sensitive spots. The strand of balls didn’t have a base so once her asshole closed over the last ball, they were nestled entirely inside her.

Sarah took a few experimental steps to see how they’d feel in motion and collapsed to the ground immediately from pleasure as the balls pressed against her various g spots as they jostled around.

“Are you alright honey?” Ethan asked as he picked his daughter up.

Sarah nodded, breathing heavily. “This one, I want this one,” she said pointing at the simply named Eights.

Her dad went to the counter to get rung up while Sarah followed, walking extremely slowly so the movement of the balls inside wouldn’t overwhelm her. Sarah knew the balls weren’t that big but she was pretty small so she wondered if she’d see them. Untucking her shirt, she lifted it up to her ribs and was happy to see several little bulges dotting her stomach. Taking a few slow steps, Sarah admired the way the little bulges rolled around across her flat stomach. While waiting for her dad to finish up, she pushed down on one of those bulges and almost collapsed again. When she managed to **** her eyes open, Sarah giggled at the thought of the bulges being like little buttons she could press to feel good.

Mentally preparing herself for the sensory overload, Sarah pressed down on another of the little bumps, harder this time and groaned as pleasure flooded through her. When she opened her eyes again she saw the front of her skirt was dark with wetness and thick rivulets of cream and juice were crawling down her inner thighs, soaking her socks. Sarah giggled again at the thought she had her own squirt button. She couldn’t wait to show it off to her girlfriends at school the next time she saw them.

Sarah was so distracted by the toy she hadn’t noticed the store clerk hand her father a remote control. She wasn’t prepared at all when he tested it out by pressing one of the buttons; that time she did pass out.

~

“What happened?” Sarah mumbled as she woke up. She was in the back of her dad’s car, lying in the back seats as he drove home.

“Sorry sweetheart, that was my fault. The store lady gave me a controller for your toy and I just turned it on without thinking. It was on the highest setting apparently. I’ve turned it all the way down now and if you want to try again it’s in that bag there.”

Sarah saw the bag in the seat well and reached in to fish out the controller. It was a pretty simple remote with a slider setting and one button. She hadn’t realized it had vibrate functions when she’d gotten it but it was just another pleasant surprise.

Too curious for her own good, Sarah prepared herself again for a sensory overload and pressed down on the button. Unlike the highest setting, the lowest one was more like a slow, gentle buzzing that sent shivers of pleasure coursing through her. It was light enough that Sarah decided to keep the balls on until she got back home. She only turned them off when she got out of the car. The combination of vibration and having to move was too much and turned her legs to jelly.

Sarah kept the balls inside all day so that any time she was moving she’d feel them rubbing against all of her g spots. And if she stayed still, she’d just turned them on to enjoy the gentle buzzing. Sarah only took out the toy late that night when they’d finally run out of charge.

Sarah ruefully pulled the toy from her asshole, each ball that slipped past her sphincter delivering a pleasurable wave. Once she had it out, Sarah saw that having left it in all day, all eight of the balls were covered in a thick, slimy coat of her anal ejaculate, precum and mucous. Grabbing her phone and quickly setting up the camera, Sarah started to record the clean up so she had something to show off to her girlfriends.

Placing the first ball into her mouth, Sarah carefully sucked off the filth coating it. After finishing up, she turned to the camera and stuck out her tongue, showing off the creamy, clear white liquid on it before gulping down with a giggle. The second ball was harder to get to since Sarah could only clean off one side of it at a time. She had to spin the toy so she could get the whole thing, like she was eating corn cob almost. Sarah slowly cleaned off the balls, showing the camera and swallowing each time until the whole thing was spotless. With her treat finished, Sarah stopped the recording and sent out a quick snap to her friends after captioning it look what my dad got me!

A few minutes later, her friends had started replying with things like jealous!, ugh, you’re making me thirsty, or you have to tell me what toy that is. After a little chatting, Sarah fell asleep cradling the toy in her arms and hugging it to her chest as it charged.

~

As the girls settled into their usual hangout spot during a gap period, Sarah pulled the toy her dad had just bought her to show off, her body twitching as her asshole slipped over each ball’s widest point.

“It feels, ah-mazing,” Sarah enthused as her friends gathered round to look.

“Oh I’ll bet...” someone trailed off.

“How do you walk straight with that thing in?” one asked dreamily.

“Wow, that’s a lot longer than mine,” another said.

Sarah showed off the vibrate functions and gushed about how perfect it was. Eventually Penny, always the competitive one got sick of all the compliments eventually and pulled out her own which was a few inches longer but it didn’t look as challenging.

“Yeah, it’s almost as long as mine,” she said.

“But yours is thinner and looks kinda boring,” Amanda pointed out.

“It does the job,” Penny said defensively.

“You wanna try mine out?” Sarah offered diplomatically.

“Sure thing, and you can try mine,” Penny said confidently as she took the offered toy, still slimy with Sarah’s juices. She reached back and roughly shoved it in, managing to take the first five balls without trouble, but as the sixth slipped in, Penny’s head twitched and she chewed on her lip, her progressing stalling to a halt.

Amanda gave her a teasing smile. “Oh what’s wrong, I thought yours was longer? This shouldn’t be hard.”

“It isn’t,” Penny grunted, her lack of progressing saying otherwise.

In contrast, Sarah had slowly but steadily fed Penny’s toy into her own guts with ease. The fact it was so straight made it easy to simply slide in but even as it reached the back of her colon, it didn’t give her that sweet sensation her own toy did. Penny sure was missing out if these were the kinds of toys she was getting Sarah thought as the end of the lengthy toy disappeared into her ass.

Watching Sarah take hers so easily while she struggling just needled Penny worse and she doubled her attempts to get the last two balls into her own ass. As Penny tried harder and harder to shove in the seventh ball, her knees buckled as an unexpected jet of squirt shot from her, straining the front of her school uniform squirt and thigh high socks. Trying to push them in was making the balls inside rub against too many bends and Penny was gradually losing control. Each attempt was more half- hearted as Penny just made herself squirt more and more, forgetting what she was even trying to do.

Penny almost quit when she noticed how soaked her skirt was. Standing on wobbly legs, the two balls of the toy still hanging out of her ass, Penny tried one last thing. Sitting down, she used her own body weight to press the toy in. Unfortunately the toy wasn’t a rigid one and all Penny managed to do was root the toy around inside her colon even more and getting her skirt even wetter.

“OK, i-it feels p-pretty good,” Penny admitted with her thighs clenched together tight as another orgasm rocked through her.

“Do you wanna try the vibrate feature?” Sarah asked, holding the remote as things quickly devolved into an impromptu sharing session as each of the girls took out their own toys and lent them to others.

As Sarah pulled the toy from Penny, the other girl barely reacted except to groan as her asshole slipped over the balls, too worn out for much else after a quick session with the vibrate features. Popping the balls into her mouth to clean one by one, Sarah couldn’t help but feel Penny’s juices coating it tasted extra sweet that time. And it wasn’t just the fact everyone in her group of friends agreed Penny had the tastiest asshole either, it was seeing Penny struggle and fail to take her toy where she had that made it all the better.

Taking Penny’s long toy out and returning it to her friend who barely stirred, Sarah pushed her own back into her ass where it belonged. Sarah was careful about it though, she knew if she pushed them in too fast, they’d rub past too many of her g spots and her legs would probably give out. Instead, she pressed them in slowly to not overwhelm, and savored the sensation of each ball stretching her out and settling inside with a sigh. Her friend’s had seen her take it out, but seeing her put it in after it defeated Penny drew more impressed comments.

After that, more than a few friends were adamant they were getting the same toy too. And the ones that weren’t were swayed by Sarah showing off one last party trick; letting her friends press down on the bumps across her stomach, showing off the ‘squirt buttons’ as she called them.

~

“What do you think?” Sarah asked her friends as she posed in the outfit.

“Oh my God you look amazing,” Amanda gushed. “That makes your pussy look so cute.”

“You think?” Sarah asked.

“I think ew, it almost covers your pussy,” Penny replied.

All the girls knew it was old fashioned and rude to have your pussy covered but it was kinda exciting to Sarah to almost break the taboo by kind of covering her pussy. Her current outfit was a parted sundress that opened right above her pubic mound so her pussy was always visible from the front but the hem would block the view if she was walking or if the wind caught it.

Maybe Amanda just liked the dress because it was a little like her own floral one. Penny by comparison wore micro denim shorts with a decorative zipper that was permanently down. She had her clit so out on display she was practically begging people to give it a pet, which more than a few had while they’d been out.

Sarah posed with her two friends in the wall mirror for a cute pic, each of them pulling up their dress or in Penny’s case her shirt to show off the all the bulges in their otherwise flat tummys. Her friends had both bought Eights and now wore them as much as Sarah did whenever they went out together. And as an added perk, since they had matching toys, they could mix and match them, making Sarah feel even closer to her friends whenever they traded.

As Sarah took more photos, one of the male shoppers in the store stopped to give a friendly hello by slipping his hand below each of the girls and running a finger past their slits and rubbing. Sarah wouldn’t bring it up but she noticed when he got to her, the guy spent an extra while on her clit, lingering on her button longer than her friends. Ever since her birthday and since she started wearing more girly things, she’d noticed guys were petting her pussy more and more whenever she was out. She couldn’t deny she really enjoyed the attention. I can see why Penny likes being pet there so much Sarah thought.

When it got late, Sarah said goodbye to her friends, giving each of them a hug. Hugs felt a lot better these days when they all wore Eights. As Sarah pulled Amanda in, she made sure to pull her friend’s hips in and Amanda did the same so their stomachs were pressed firmly against one another. With the Eights raising all those bulges across their stomachs, pressing them together felt like pure ecstasy as the toy rubbed against every sensitive part.

As Sarah slid up and down on her friend, enjoying her softness and smell, she felt the splash of something warm and thick against her inner thigh and knew Amanda was probably feeling the same thing.

With an impatient huff, the two friends reluctantly released their hug and Penny moved in to claim Sarah’s spot in Amanda’s arms.

~ Debates

Note: This is literally the same as the lit version with the exception of one paragraph mentioning red and brown fluids.

Joshua sat watching the mayoral debates with interest. He’d always cared about what his government did so would’ve watched the debates in any case, but it was the recent changes to the debate format that made them far more entertaining to watch, even for someone that wasn’t as into politics as he was.

The seats that were center stage were new, equipped with dildos that mechanically rose out of cutouts in the center. They had been implemented since one of the candidates was a relatively recent immigrant that had caused a stir with her entry into local politics.

Emilia Shaw only moved to Soderton as a child rather than having grown up there and there were concerns she didn’t share the cultural values of those from Soderton. The current council people unanimously voted for the change in format, thinking they could use it to demonstrate their values while Shaw thought they could prove hers.

Joshua though didn’t care that Emilia was an immigrant; he just cared about her policies which he shared. He hoped the debate would finally shut her critics up. As the candidates prepared, they unbuttoned crisp white shirts, pulling them to the sides or rolled up their tops to show off supple stomachs. Taking their seats, none of the women so much as reacted as they slid down on the starter toys, which was only natural. Each of them sat with their legs spread; in fact it was impossible to even close their legs since poles were in the way physically preventing them from doing so.

The debates started and the candidates took their turns answering the early softball questions. Joshua could see bulges traveling up and retreating down the smooth stomachs of almost all the women, even the older ones, as the dildos slowly pistoned in and out during the question and answer session. The one exception was all the more glaring for it. One of the council women hadn’t been exercising and taking care of herself as well as she should’ve so despite the thick size of the dildo and leaning backwards, Joshua couldn’t spot a bulge in her stomach. He shook his head knowing that would hurt her approval.

Honestly, she’s as old as my mom, she should know better Joshua thought.

As the debate continued, the toys had retracted and were replaced with different ones. The longer it went, the more interesting the toys would become; they’d get longer, thicker, became ribbed or textured, with different shapes and functions like vibration or rotation. It was still early on though so the next set of toys was only a little bigger at 12 inches long and 2.5 thick.

Emilia was every bit the Sodertonite as the latest toy slowly rose up out of the hole in her seat and entered her ass. She gave her answers as easily as any of the local candidates and paid no mind to the toy burying itself to the base in her colon. As the toy’s silicon balls came to rest against her sopping wet pussy, Joshua nodded in approval, feeling vindicated in his choice of mayor.

It would have been a bad showing if Emilia wasn’t. Some of her opponents had run personal attack ads against her, claiming she never enjoyed being part of Soderton, but the veritable flood of clear nectar leaking from her pussy would stop those accusations dead. In fact, it was one of the local candidates that suffered. One of the older women, in her late 50’s had only a thin trickle of juice to show.

That’s going to seriously hurt her appeal to the younger demographics. They’ll think she’s out of touch Joshua thought.

The toys had sped up a tick and the bulges, slightly larger now, were making their way up and down faster, even on the prior candidate who didn’t show. None of it matter a whit to Emilia who matched pace with the local candidates easily; giving her answers and making rebuttals without stuttering, pausing or losing words from the mechanical assfucking she took.

An hour and several rounds of questions later, the toys were not only 17” long and a fair deal thicker, but were studded with small triangular pyramids all along the length and coated in coarse, grainy silicon designed to pull at the anal walls for maximum stimulation. It was here that the older candidate managed a recovery. Either she managed to coax herself into a better state of mind, or she simply needed something larger. In any case by the time the 17 incher was buried in her ass, her pussy was drooling every bit as badly as her counterparts if not more. The elderly politician even ground her hips against the toy as she answered questions, no doubt driving the pointy pyramids into every corner of her guts.

Joshua watched impressed as the collection of women easily handled the ludicrously sized toys. They were far larger than what most women could handle but Joshua knew the candidates were well off and had been able to afford the best gene mods that redesigned everything. He’d been itching to try out someone with the mods ever since he read about the specs but they were few and far between. He wanted to get the mods for his wife but they were a bit too pricey for him to afford just yet. His best chance at getting a taste was probably one of the town hall meetings Emilia held.

As the toys were fully inserted and removed every few seconds, the candidates finally started showing the strain since no one could endure that kind of gutfucking without reaction, though not without trying. Pauses, groans and stoppages were all expected at that point but the candidates would fight to be the last one to show. Eventually, it came down to Emilia and her most popular opponent, Leanna Kenneth to see who could last the longer. Even as thick, fist sized bulges rose up and disappeared below their ribs, neither women fumbled their responses. Though they slowed down to speak carefully, neither outright stopped.

It wasn’t until the rotation settings were turned on that a winner was decided. As the segmented parts of the toy spun in different directions, Emilia groaned mid-sentence and doubled forward as her composure was shattered by the gut churning action of the pointed pyramids stimulating every inch of her. Joshua imagined her critics would point to that, conveniently forgetting she managed to outlast most of the locals. Leanna was to follow a few seconds later but it was still a clear victory.

The moderators announced a short recess in which the mounted toys were detached and handed around. The candidates turned their toys over to one another in a courteous gesture to show that though they ran against one another, they were still after the same thing.

As Joshua got up to make himself another cup of coffee, he kept his eyes on the TV to watch the assembled politicians daintily licking their massive, pyramid studded toys clean. Emilia has a good technique Joshua thought. She held Leanna’s toy sideways in both hands as she dragged her lips up and down its length, licking or slurping up the gunk of cum and anal secretions before swallowing occasionally for the camera. She’d clearly had lots of experience because she managed to swallow the filth without getting any mess on her cheeks or her pristine white dress shirt. After she finished, she gave a polite compliment to Leanna, admiring the taste of her colon and cum, a compliment Leanna returned.

Emilia and the candidates continued to lick off the mixture of clear, white, red and brown fluids from the assembly of toys gracefully. All of the women were experienced enough that the taste didn’t concern any of them. The size and features of the toys had been known well in advance and the candidates went in knowing there would be some damage and mess.

The decorum only improved Joshua’s opinion of her and made him all the more eager to thank her for her service in person before finally getting a turn in her guts himself. He’d gotten his cock wet with the current mayor’s asshole before but she’d licked him clean with sterile precision, like it was just rote for her which left a bad impression on Joshua. Emilia on the other hand seemed like a woman that wouldn’t act like a machine to her constituents.

As the debate moved onto the next round of questions, the rotation was shut off. It was only meant for short periods anyway, otherwise none of the women would be able to manage a response. The current questions were agricultural ones and the toys were swapped out for appropriately themed animal ones – horses, dogs and even dragon ones which caused a wave of laughter. Joshua figured Emilia would do well here. Her campaign had released home footage of her and her family to play on her wholesome appeal and the footage had been a very novel success which her dog toy would just remind people of.

Joshua felt his opinion of Emilia rise even further as she laid out her economic plan while the knot of her toy pounded past her once tight sphincter tirelessly. Despite how much she was enjoying it, Emilia displayed impeccable self-control and only allowed herself to cum when it was no longer her turn to speak, climaxing several times throughout the debate during her opponents answers.

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As the debate drew to a close, the candidates each gave parting remarks over their shoulders. Like the rest, Emilia had turned and elegantly spread her cheeks to show the viewers at home the mincemeat her asshole had become. The copious anal **** she and the other candidates had endured left her badly used up; her hole an angry shade of red surrounding the pink meat that threatened to flower out at any second even without strain. It should’ve left no doubt in anyone’s mind that she was as good as any Sodertonite but Joshua was sure there would still be some die hard detractors whatever she did.

~

The new debate format had proven hugely successful in proving Emilia’s ties to the community, cementing the current incumbents reputations and increasing civil engagement as the viewership of the debate that year turned out higher than any prior year. It all but guaranteed that future debates would follow in the same fashion.