Taby's recompense

It was a surreal moment, sitting there while I watched this girl I'd just met running like her life depended on it. She was apparently disgusted with how I'd been molding Sunny's personality.

what would she think if she really knew… knew of how her "job" of sucking my cock wasn't actually normal.

That was the thought that made me falter as i tried to run through the options for this “Taby”. It had been growing in the back of my mind for the past while, this feeling that I wasn't acting myself. Hadn't I always been the nice one? The guy who'd bend over backwards just so I knew even full strangers were happy? And here I was acting all cavalier with my friend's mind, turning her into some kind of sexual accessory to my growing perverse whims.

I glanced over, seeing Sunny standing there, a confused expression on her face as she shifted her massive hips in that tight string that could barely be called a covering.

And suddenly... it just felt... right.

I could feel a grin spreading as I shifted my attention back to the door. Taby was outside now, her frantic voice now matched with the sounds of others joining in the witchhunt.

Maybe I could worry over the ramifications of whatever is happening to me later, for now... there was fun to be had...

"Come on sun, we need to hide or they're going to take your virginity!"

Not the most clever of reasons but at least it seemed to work. Since neither me or Sunny had moved yet from the "bikini showing" her eyes lit up with something akin to freight, fully believing my absurd statement.

Somewhat hobbling because of my sore testes (Taby would get it for that) I led sunny with me to an out-of-the way cupboard, one that looked just big enough for me and my friend’s bodacious hips to fit inside of. We scrunched in close, her soft skin fully exposed next to me.

“Are you sure this is going to work Bryce? We’re barely hidden in here and if they decide to look around for even a moment…”

She looked worried, shivering even in her negligee-esque attire. Of course she should feel that way as one after the next, a few rough and sturdy men came storming in. Each looked hardy enough to be able to handle even an athlete like Sunny so I could only imagine how hopeless she might feel with the situation. After all, she thought they were here for her virginity. How horrible that must feel! That in and of itself was worth being punished.

“Don’t worry Sun, I’ve got this all in hand…” I whispered back.

She glanced at me, the small slit of light illuminating the fact that I no longer had the ability to just tell her whatever and for it to be a fact for her.

I could see Taby pulling up the rear, an almost comical look of righteous confidence on her face. It was a fairly comical expression considering the smattering of my cum still sticking to her cheeks. She steadily grew confused however as I moved her “arousal” meter up and up until it was sitting at nearly %60. I chuckled as I watched her try to hide her obvious embarrassment. It must be confusing to be in such a place, to be hunting for a supposed “manipulator” and to realize something has turned you on… perhaps she might even be concerned whether my manipulations of Sunny had been what caused this sudden heat in her chest?

I bumped her arousal another %10 just so I could be sure that thought made its way through her dense brain. Besides, the extra “heat” would only make this next part easier…

“Bryce! Why are you playing some stupid game? We have to do something! I don’t want to get fucked by these guys!?” Sunny rasped, bumping my shoulder rather aggressively as I “played a stupid game” on my phone.

All in hand.

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Taby-

“Why am I so… nnnghh”

“Hmm? What’s that miss?”

I jumped as i realized what I’d inadvertently been moaning.

“Oh-uh… nothing, just shaken a little… that guy-he, uh…”

The man, tall, athletic… put his hand on my shoulder before giving me a… stirring smile. He was rather handsome…

“Don’t worry about any of that, the perv probably ran but even if he’s still around, you’re safe with us.” he smiled, squeezing my shoulder in a way probably meant to be reassuring but which actually just made me think of what else he might do with that strength.

Perhaps… that table over there, if he were to lift me with those big arms and just pound my…

“Nnngh..”

I shivered, trying to wipe the thought from me as he left to join the others. Why-why did I feel sooo fucking horny? Moving my hips I could feel the heat simmering as more of my… juices seemed to be pooling by the minute.

I tried to distract myself by watching the search for that guy, maybe help somehow from this distance. No way would I be able to control myself if I had to stand next to the men who had volunteered. In my current state I couldn’t even tell if any of them were my type, they all just looked so burly and… virile.

But why? It couldn’t be because of what that guy had done? That was so gross and dehumanizing and… and… fuck.

The thought briefly ran through my mind, to feel what that girl must have felt, to be this open book, moldable to that degree by someone I knew. Maybe it wasn’t even something too nefarious? Maybe this was all just a game, a perverted game, but if there was consent… maybe I’d even like trying out…

“Dah- I don’t see nuthin’” one of the men called as he tossed aside a clump of summery clothes. “I think they-”

“-hey, ahh… there’s no easy way to ask this, but what’s like a really weird kink you really like?”

That was weird? It was like he just suddenly switched thoughts from one to another mid-sentence… not to mention the contents… Seriously bad timing considering who we were looking for.

A foreboding feeling filled me as my lips began to move seemingly as if possessed.

“Hmm… I think that would have to be the one time I pounded my pussy with a massive dildo to this one hentai where the girl would feel anything that any guy felt nearby, you know, so when she had sex it was extra fucking hot!”

The fuck? What was… was that MY voice? Why did I just say that?!? And… and in THAT way?!

Suddenly I was hit by this shock… like the nerves all throughout my body suddenly… flipped. This tingling spread throughout, centering in my mind and my already soaked crotch. New emotions bubbled up which felt different and yet similar.

Horny. So. Fucking. Horny.

It had been hard to think before, now it was like my mind swam through this molasses of lust and not just for the guys moving around the store. This arousal carried a slightly different “flavor” to it, my eyes were drawn down to the dip of my own cleavage, just the image out of the corner of my eye had been irresistible. I hefted the enticing melons, purring as the thrum of arousal jumped through me. It was like my “homeyness” had become multilayered, the concert of which overwhelming me in waves of utter lust.

“I told you so why don’t you tell me, stud? What do you like to see in your sluts?” I seemed to say out of nowhere.

I shivered as my lips stopped their unruly movements, squeezing my tits one last time, remembering where I was and momentarily jumping the hurdle of my ridiculous libido.

“Hell, I always could go for a girl with a massive rack, like stupid huge if you know what I mean and if she likes gettin’ them covered in my cum? I fuckin’ love that!”

He seemed unaffected by his own bizarre words, as if it was just slightly interesting that we were openly talking about what perverse things we’ve searched for online.

A sinking feeling centered in my chest as just the inverse began to happen to the cleavage I’d been ogling earlier. My tits were actually fucking growing!? And… gawd… why did it feel so gooood?!

My hands sunk in, deeper and deeper, building onto the thrill of my own crazy libido which had seemingly redoubled. I squeezed, the action almost like squeezing a hearty lemon which juiced down my legs in reaction to the amazing sensations swimming through my chest and… crotch?

It was only at the tail end of the weight on my chest jumping tenfold that I began to notice this new… odd sensation. I looked down, incapable of seeing past my now absurd rack. It was like this phantom rubbing across the inside of my shorts… in multiple places… like something hard had been put in there and something had happened to my jeans to make them... looser?

A cough brought back my attention, to the three men still searching through the store. Each showed signs that they’d seen me just now… but… not shocked? Just… very embarrassed and very aroused. One of them even showing an obvious tent in his basketball shorts. Why were they not...not freaking out… I couldn’t think… I just wanted one of their cocks…

I tried to shake it off, literally shaking my head and causing a cascade of ripples to run through the gigantic missiles filling my grasp.

“Sorry miss but I need to ask as well if you don’t mind?” another of the men said. “I’d uh… love to know what other fucked up kinks you have?”

A realization slowly dawned as my traitorous lips began to open.

“Don’t worry sexy, I love talking about my dirty secrets!” I heard my voice say in that bubbly, dim voice.

I need to get out of here.