You ask to be fucked.

"Oh god I feel so horny." You blurt out with honesty. "Please do something, anything! Use your fingers, your tongue, anything you want please. I need to cum so bad."

You feel Poppy's fingers hesitate a moment until Gemma nods to the goth salesgirl. With permission received from your mistress Poppy explores you further, her fingers sliding slowly into the damp, needy crease of your sex.

"Damn you're wet and hot." Poppy whispers. "Do you only get like this for girls?"

"Nnnn, no." You moan, rubbing your thighs together as Poppy's fingers push inward and probe deliciously at the wet folds of your pussy. "I fantasise about cock, though I've never been with a guy."

"Really? You gotta be shitting me." Poppy says in disbelief. "You mean you're a bi, but havn't done it with a guy yet?"

"I...I guess I am." You say, wondering how Poppy would react if she knew the truth was much more complicated.

"How about I use a dildo?" Poppy asks, directing the qustion at both you and Gemma. "Not quite as good as a hot, hard cock for feeling, but we're spoilt for choice in here."

"That sounds good don't you think Doe?" Gemma agrees. "How would you like to find out how a cock would feel like filling your hungry, wet pussy?"

"YES, YES." You agree desperately, your slutty nymphomaniac alter ego in full control of your body now. "Use a dildo, your fist, anything! Just make me cum."

There's a brief, but agonising delay as Poppy hurriedly secures a dildo from the shelves. Whilst she removes the packaging you reach between your legs and rub frantically at the gaping lips of your cunt. Your pussylips are drooling with female juices, your rubbing fingers spread the slick necter over the crinkled folds of your quim and coat your soft thighs.

"Well I don't think we need any lube." Gemma laughs as Poppy approaches you once more. "If she gets much wetter we'll be swimming."

Poppy pulls your hand away from your pussy, but before you can complain your fingers are replaced by the soft, blunt head of the dildo.

"This is the most lifelike model." Poppy says rubbing the tip up and down the juiced up cleft. "Not the biggest or hardest, but as close in texture and feel as you can get to the real thing."

Her rubbing motion has opened the way to your vagina, the blunt head pushing your lips apart easily. Poppy presses forward, putting one hand on your ass to prevent you pushing back and greedily thrusting yourself onto her dildo. The shaft slides into you with agonising slowness, poppy twisting the soft rubber cock to ease it's progress. You freeze, gasping as you feel the realistictically molded head of the dildo **** it's way inside you.

"Oh my god!" You breathe ecstatically as your overheated cunt is slowly filled with faux cock. "That feels so good, I never imagined."

Your thighs rub together as you squeeze down on the soft latex penis, feeling it's ridges and bulbous head push past the sensitive inner flesh. Poppy laughs and begins to pump the dildo inside you, making you moan as the shaft excites your hidden moist folds. You bit your lip, but can't help but cry out as you feel yourself start to tremble after barely a dozen thrusts of Poppy's dildo.

"Fuck, she's coming already." You hear Poppy call out in amazement.

You shout out as you orgasm, jabbering meanlessly as your body convulses. After another couple of thrusts Poppy pulls the dildo free and as your juices gush her tongue squirms up between your gaping pussylips to hungrily drink your sweet nectar. You slowly subside, twitching and murmering for her to use the dildo again.

"That's enough for now Doe." Gemma says firmly. "I don't want you having too many orgasms too close together."

You reluctantly agree, changing back right now would be unfortunate to say the least.

"Now thank Poppy." Gemma orders. "Perhaps we'll meet again at the club she recommended?"