Uniform fitting, and the promise of anal

“Your ass?” Sam stopped fidgeting with his pill container to instead glance down at Cassie's naked bubble butt. With a dick as big as his, he hadn't really encountered a lot of girls willing to give anal a try.

“Uh-huh,” Purring, Cassie reached in behind her with her free hand and let it slide up one of her bouncy asscheeks, her slender fingers moving up over the curvature of the firm globe of flesh, “You like it?”

“Well, yeah...” Sam replied, and Cassie giggled.

“Then pop down one of those pills,” Stopping them both in front of the glass door leading into the room that looked like a dry-cleaner's, Cassie let go of her ass and placed her hand on the door, the other still fondling Sam's spent cock “And you'll get to fuck it as soon as we're done fitting you for a uniform.”

Cassie's mention of the uniform fitting didn't really register with Sam, who instead let out a groan and started fidgeting with the flat jar of pills strapped to his wrist until he managed to pop it open and swallow one of them down. Again, the reaction was instantaneous, coming in the form of a wave of heat that turned into intense pleasure as his schlong started to swell fast.

“Fuck!” Cassie's left hand was no longer on the door, but between her legs, the buxom brunette stroking her pussy as she watched Sam's grow hard in a matter of seconds, her other hand rising up with it and remaining wrapped around as it reached the point where it was standing straight out in front of him.

“You know, I kind of want you to pin me against the door and show me what it feels like to have this big, sexy cock stretching my teeny asshole,” Cassie smiled up at Sam, who groaned when her hand slid back slowly over the shaft of his member, “But I won't...”

With that, Cassie pushed the door open and led Sam inside, still leading him by keeping one hand round his cock and now smiling wickedly at the frustrated noises he was making.

“Man, I hope this fitting goes fast!” Not only was Sam as hard as a rock, but his dick was throbbing every other second, and he could feel precum trickling out onto its crown.

“Don't worry, baby,” Rubbing her thumb against Sam's pisshole, Cassie shot him another seductive smile before turning her attention towards the back of the surprisingly deep room, “Anyone home?!”

While Sam took in the revolving racks stacked with clothes, none of which looked especially concealing, Cassie rang the brass bell placed on the counter, and it hadn't stopped ringing before a figure appeared through a side-door, and Sam was made to release another throaty groan.

“Hi ya, Cassie,” the leggy, twenty-something blonde who now walked up behind the counter had her beautiful face light up in a smile when she spotted the much shorter but equally gorgeous brunette, and then her smile went brighter and nastier when she spotted Sam, who had quickly ended up staring at her chest. The blonde was dressed in a low-cut, extremely tight pink top that didn't look any bigger than the one Cassie had been wearing earlier, which was impressive, as it looked to Sam like her taller frame supported a pair of titties that were at least one or two cup-sizes bigger than those of the petite woman standing next to him, where she'd proceeded to start slowly jerking him off as soon as the blonde appeared.

“And who's this?” Spotting what Samwas staring at, the blonde thrust her chest out towards him, and Sam could swear that he heard fabric tearing as her jugs filled out her skimpy top even further.

“Sam, this is Angela,” Focusing on Sam's cockhead again, Cassie took care of the introductions, “Angela, this is Sam. He's just arrived.”

“Ah, fresh meat,” Angela bared her pearly teeth in a predatory smile, then cast an admiring glance at Sam's dong, “And a hell of a lot of it, too!”

Apart from her top, Angela was dressed in a very flimsy white top that was only just white enough to cover her pussy, and which stuck to it like it had been painted on, meaning that Sam could now make out its folds as she ran one fingertip up amongst them.

“Tell me about it,” Cassie squeezed her hot little body up against Sam and raised his dick a little, as if showing it off to Angela, “And he's only taken Rejizropene so far.”

For a brief moment, Sam wondered what other **** might be handed out at camp, but Angela's excited “Fuck!” and her chewing on the bottom one of her full, lush lips distracted him, and he went back to enjoying having two ultra-hot women admiring his cock.

“Anyway, Angela, I promised Sam he was going to get to shove this monster up my ass when we're done fitting him for a uniform,” Cassie said, casually, and gave Sam's dick a tender squeeze, “And it feels like he's getting a little impatient.”

Groaning, Sam felt like his balls were getting heavier as they throbbed and churned in their sack, and a glimpse of the naughty smile Cassie was sporting did nothing to ease the pressure, nor did his gaze wandering down to where her boobs were ballooning out from her slender form.

“Sure, I'll let you through,” Angela pressed a button underneath the counter, and a portion of it slid away to allow Cassie and Sam to slip through. When they did, Sam spotted the heeled, strapped sandals that gave Angela a boost to the point where she was taller than he, and then groaned when she too stepped in and wrapped one hand round his tool.
“You know, I just relieved Gary like five minutes ago,” Angela shared with Cassie as the two babes led Samoff deeper into the room, and was about to say something more when Cassie cut her off.

A sly “I bet you did!” was what Cassie had to say, and it led to Sam getting to hear both women chuckling while they handled his cock.

“Sam, has Cassie told you anything about how the fitting works?” Angela asked, just as she and Cassie brought him to a stop in front of a hot tub filled with some thick, dark green liquid.

“Not really,” Even without an explanation, Sam figured it had something to with the contents of that tub.

“Well, here at Camp Everwood, you'll wear the clothes we provide you with, and they'll all be made to fit you perfectly...”

“Like a second skin,” Cassie moaned into Sam's ear.

“Yeah, every slut you meet is going to be able to make out this big dick through your trousers,” Again, Sam's dick was the subject of quite a bit of fondling, squeezing and caressing courtesy of the pair of horny women flanking him, before Angela continued on with the explanation, “While the clothes fit you perfectly thanks to the mould, they also allow for unrestricted movement.

“Right,” Looking past the two dainty hands slithering up and down his stiff shaft, Sam could see more precum oozing onto the head of his penis.

“All you have to do is get into the tub, dunk your head in, and then sit there for a little while,” Now, Angela wasn't so much explaining things to Sam as she was giving him instructions, and he felt her hand let go of his cock.

“Sam,” Sounding sweet and sincere, Cassie placed her other hand on Sam's dick and used her two-handed hold of it to turn him towards her, after which she let his cockhead rub against her stomach while she looked up into his eyes, “You know you're here because you're supposed to stop jerking off, right?”

“Uh-huh,” Sam groaned, while Cassie demonstrated how she saw nothing wrong with her jerking him off, and by now his balls felt so heavy that they ought to have been dangling between his knees.

“So no jerking off when you're in the pool, okay?”

“Yes, please. It's always a mess to clean up afterwards,” Angela interjected, as she moved a metallic chair up opposite to the tub, about ten feet from it.

“Instead,” Ignoring Angela, Cassie reached in and placed one hand underneath Sam's balls, “Just think about when you're going to get out of there and how you'll push me down on the floor and find out how hard and fast you can shove this gorgeous cock of yours up my ass.”

“And how you're going to do it again, and again, and again,” Cassie added, before finally letting go of Sam and stepping back.

Nodding his head, Sam was soon immersing his completely naked body into the tub, noting that the treacly liquid that embraced him as he sank himself into it didn't feel uncomfortable, but it did feel kind of odd, like taking a bath in Jello. Also, the tub was a lot deeper than he'd expected it to be, so that when his feet found the bottom, the dark green fluid reached up to his chest.

“Okay, remember to dunk your head in it,” Placing her left foot on the seat of the chair, Angela found it pretty easy to get Sam's attention, while Cassie gravitated back towards her, albeit not without throwing quite a few glances back at the tub over her shoulder.

Doing precisely that, Sam soon re-emerged, now with just his eyes and mouth free from whatever substance it was that Angela had made him dip himself in. The feel of it enveloping his almost painfully stiff rod was an especially curious one, although pretty pleasant too.

“Good, I'm going to have you do some exercises so I can get some data on your body when it's moving,” Angela explained to Sam, right before lifting her foot of the chair to give Cassie room to sit down on it, her pretty ass barely having made contact with the seat before she'd spread her legs wide and scooped her wet, cum-filled pussy up to the edge of it, “Walk in a circle... Now bend down and touch your toes.”

“Do a couple of jumping jacks...” Angela said, once Sam had cleaned out his ears of the fluid, “Run towards me... Now back away... Annnnnddd lie down...”

“Fuck...” Angela's next remark wasn't an instruction, but rather a reaction to Sam leaning back and letting his feet lose contact with the floor of the tub, something which caused him to shot upwards like a cork and end up floating on top of it, his erection pointing straight up.

“Like I said, Angie, nothing but Rejizropene...” Cassie purred, while holding onto the side of the chair as if she had to in order to keep herself from jumping in after Sam.

The fluid had stuck to Sam's body throughout all those exercises, but right now he wasn't thinking about that, or wondering how doing all this was going to help make him his new clothes. Instead, Sam was smiling at the two women ogling his proud member so openly.

“I probably should go off to upload the data and make Sam his first uniform,” Angela said, without conviction, and lingered next to Cassie.