Yep - don't ask where the thinking happens, though.

While Dawn had been having the time of her life, Lynn had been thinking - of course, she'd also been railing the cock-tongued pledge with Irons until she pumped another double load into Trixie, but the latex cop was more than able to multitask. And when Dawn had cleaned herself up a little and the black and white twins had exchanged the customary Alpha Tau Zeta after-fuck high five, Lynn decided to share what she had come up with.

"Listen, ladies, I have a plan." Lynn stood ramrod straight like a drill instructor next to the sofa where the barely conscious Sheila, Trixie and the as of yet not renamed pledge where resting, arms crossed under her shiny black boobs. The effect was a little diminished by her rubber horsecock bouncing up and down, drooling lube on the floor. "And I think you're going to like it."

Obviously, they did. And the best thing was that all preparations were already in place.

Over the next hours four more members of the squad trickled in from their nightly escapades, all more or less ****. Only Ned was missing now, but he'd be spending the night in a holding cell. He hadn't had the luck of being in the same squad car as Dawn and Trixie, back then Shawn and Trevor... Bringing the newcomers into the rubber fold was almost laughably easy - as soon as they set foot into the frat house, the heavy stench of sex left them absolutely cum-drunk and ready for fucking, sucking, or, in one remarkable case, getting hosed down by one of Dawn's massive cumshots. The ridiculously hung futa had emptied the shared fridge as well as the twin's balls to replenish her fluids, minerals and whatever else she was using in huge quantities to expel the thick ropes of cum, but by the time Oliver, Marcus, Alan and Miles had been turned into living rubber of various colors and renamed Olive, Darcy, Allie, and Milena, Dawn felt sore all over, heavy nuts aching, overworked as they were. But now, as she tried to recuperate in her cum-soaked armchair, things got interesting.

Toni, fulfilling her promise to Jackie over by the minibar, was massaging her twin's white shaft with her shiny, black tits, whooping encouragements to the pure white woman and the other freely fornicating frat members. Lynn was content on watching for a change, sitting on the sofa next to Trixie, only occasionally pinching the sexdoll's nipples. But all that was to be expected. What was about to take place where the newcomers were breaking in their new bodies... wasn't. Olive had taken a massive interest in Sheila's appropriately massive ass, groping the soft, wobbling flesh and making out with the bottom-heavy woman as they stood in the middle of the living room. Milena was taking it up the ass and pussy simultaneously from Henrietta, née Henry, while clinging to Olive's shapely waist for stability and contact with the rubber woman's own sizeable ass, moaning hotly as her cheek pressed against the flesh-colored rubber of Olive's back. Milena had been gifted an equine endowment much like Lynn's, mottled with light grey blotches that stood out from her pink skin, which was now slapping against her modest tits with every methodical thrust. Darcy and Allie, meanwhile, seemed to have fallen for each other, sunken into a beanbag chair where they were languidly exploring each other's body while their lips were locked in a passionate kiss, Darcy's dark blue shaft rubbing against Allie's light red one.

"Mnghoh fuck~..." Milena moaned helplessly, the bumps, ridges and nodules on Henrietta's shafts churning up her insides clearly overwhelming her. "Do me hardeeer~..."

Henrietta's thrusts remained as they were. It had turned out that the shiny red rubber woman only listened to Dawn's commands - but that she did to a fault, an almost mindless obedience hardwired into her. And it wasn't like the old Henry was completely gone; instead, Henrietta had become so submissive to the well-hung shemale that she was only able to act freely and on her own if Dawn explicitly told her to. But for now, she only told Henrietta to fuck the mewling Milena however the pink rubber girl wanted.

"Nnhfuckyes!" And she obviously enjoyed it, pushing back against Henrietta's shiny red hips, Milena's thick, pink horsecock slapping against her body. "Fuck, fuck, mmnh!"

Her wild motions rocked Olive's body, clinging to the other woman's waist like she was, but as Milena tried to move her head to look back at Henrietta, it became clear that there was another reason as well. Her cheek, burning with passion and lust, was stuck fast to Olive's back, pushing and pulling the rubber girl with Henrietta's thrusts. But curiously, Milena didn't feel afraid or even anxious, only room for pleasure in her mind - and the sensations only became more intense as Milena felt her cheek sinking deeper into the small of Olive's back. Soon, her whole head radiated bliss that rivaled her pussy and ass, and Milena moaned desperately, pulling herself against Olive with both arms.

"More, moorrmmh--" As Milena's mouth disappeared into Olive's back, the pink rubber woman's heated moans were cut off. But the instant Milena's head had sunk into Olive, the latter pulled out of the hungry kiss she had been sharing with Sheila, gasping and mewling as her own hips began to sway back and forth in time with Henrietta's thrusts.

"Mfghaawd~!" Caught in the throes of passion, Olive pushed Sheila down between her legs, her glistening latex pussy gushing lube, all ready for the bottom-heavy girl as she began lapping almost on instinct, Sheila's hands holding on to Olive's thighs. "Yeah, lick it, girl. Show us that tongue!"

While Olive's right hand was on her breasts and her left on Sheila's head, stroking her short hair encouragingly, Milena's hands had already begun to sink in the other woman's waist. With Milena's shoulders slowly disappearing into the swell of Olive's ass, their connection grew ever deeper, Olive's moans seeming to come from two subtly different voices at the same time. With every thrust from Henrietta, a few more inches of Milena's arms disappeared as they folded down in Olive's thighs, making them swell slightly as her ass fused with Milena's shoulders. Finally, her breasts slapping against the back of Olive's thighs with every thrust from Henrietta, Milena's absorption stopped, and the one being they had become screamed in triumphant pleasure, her pussy gushing all over Sheila's face even as her mottled horsecock spewed white fluids onto the heavy-bottomed girl's lap, straining and bobbing wildly.

"Yyeess!" Pressing her front crotch against Sheila's face, Olive-Milena's whole body shook and quivered in the throes of orgasm, her back legs buckling and almost collapsing, only kept standing by Henrietta's hands on her bent hips. "Nghraaah!"

Two pussies, one horsecock and Olive-Milena's ass, all coming at the same time. Writhing in a convulsing, blissful climax, she screamed out her pleasure unabashedly, all heads that hadn't been watching already now on her. Henrietta was still hammering away dutifully, fucking the new being through her first orgasm, leading to almost a minute of mind-bending pleasure before Olive-Milena finally collapsed to the floor after Dawn had ordered the bright red submissive to relent.

Panting, Olive-Milena knelt with her front legs and sat prostrate with her backlegs, her arms hanging limply to her side. Sheila, eyes wide as she realized what had been happening, raised one hand to Olive-Milena's face, gently caressing the humantaur's cheek.

"Are you alright, Olive? That looked... intense."

"More than alright!" A wild grin on her face, Olive-Milena let her hands run down her sides, then over her front hips and finally back over her flanks as far as she managed. "This feels amazing! Oh, and... call us Olena. Sounds kind of Russian, but we think it fits us."