You hit the jackpot

You step out into a crummy, brick alley, empty aside from some gay tandem bicycle leaned against a door. The sound of a roaring crowd thunders down the alleyway, you stealthily sneak out to the exit and peer around the corner.

Hundreds, if not thousands of lesbian women line the street adjacent to you, held back by yellow CAUTION tape confine them to the sidewalk. Craning your head out, they all seem to be cheering for a parade. You sneak down the street, hugging the wall and ducking behind pillars when you see people turn, but the majority of the attendees are too engrossed with their little spectacle to notice you. You catch a glimpse of one of the floats passing by.

Decked out in various flags with different lines and colors, the float’s great big neon sign makes your eyes light up. PRIDE. Half a dozen whores in skimpy outfits, akin to something you would see at a rave or a music festival,

You climb up the fire escape of one of the buildings looking for a vantage point on the roof. Squatting behind a law wall, you scan the crowd, it extends for at least a mile in both directions. Just then, you hear a crackle in your ear, along with a familiar voice. Kristi.

“Whew! It took us a while to find you! I just want you to know David, April was one of our very first Lesbian Universe attendees. It’s going to take a of therapy to get through this.” She prattles, nagging you through your ear like a bluetooth earpiece.

“Yeah, yeah, the bitch had it coming, she was trying to explode my dick!” You retort, eyeing the crowd for potential prospects. There’s plenty of attractive women in the crowd, enough to last you for days, if not weeks.

“Anyways, I want you to know the offer to come back to HQ is still open. It’s not too late to turn around,” she says gently. You roll your eyes.

“What the hell is this place anyways? A gay pride parade?” You ask nonchalantly, ignoring her offer.

“This is Lesbian Universe’s Gay Pride parade, although, in this universe, THERE AREN’T SUPPOSED TO BE ANY MEN! so it’s more like a lesbian pride parade. You know how I told you we keep a lot of Lesbian Universe’s attendees in the same world? Well, they sort of ‘found’ each other, and they put this parade on once a year just to catch up, talk, do lesbian stuff, you know.” Squinting in the daylight, you spot faint white letters above almost half the attendees, too faint to read but definitely there.

“Hey how do I hang this up Kristi?” You ask in a bored tone of voice.

“You tap your ear twice but DAVID PLEASE DON’T—CLICK!” You hang up on her, rolling your eyes at her incessant nagging.

“Fucking bitch…” you mutter, shaking your head. Scanning the audience, you hone in on a leggy blonde woman in daisy dukes.

Roughly 5’6,” the blonde is towards the back of the crowd, standing up on her tip toes to show off her gay little pride sign. The bottom half of her tight ass cheeks jiggle under her ripped jean shorts as she bounces up and down, cheering excitedly for whatever it is they’re doing. Next to her stands her partner, a frightening, refrigerator-sized bull-dyke, but for now, you have nothing to fear. This is your universe now.

At least, on paper. You jolt as the cheesy 2000s pop music playing on the float cars cuts out, replaced by a shrill female voice sqwaking over the speakers.

“ATTENTION ALL PARADE GOERS. ATTENTION ALL PARADE GOERS. IT HAS COME TO MY ATTENTION THAT A ROGUE, PENISED AGENT HAS INFILTRATED LESBIAN UNIVERSE, AND MAY BE IN THE VICINITY AS I SPEAK. I NEED EVERYONE IN THE CROWD TO CALMLY EVACUATE IN AN ORDERLY FASHION.”

“You. Fucking. Bitch.” You grunt under your breath. “KRISTIIII! KRISTIIII! KRISTIIIII!” You smack your ear repeatedly, trying to call her back on whatever voodoo headset she was using to communicate with you earlier.

“Didn’t think I could communicate with others huh? Your little game is almost over you disgusting pervert!” She chides smugly into your ear.

“You fucking cunt!” You roar. “The next time I see you, I’m gonna make everything up until now look like a romantic dinner date!” Kristi hangs up before you get to chance to spout more evil at her, to your dismay.

You turn back to the crowd, who, by now, has already devolved into a chaotic stampede. Luckily, you spot the curly-haired blonde from earlier caught up in a bottleneck at one of the gaps between the fences. Taking 3 steps back for a running start, you sprint towards the end of the roof and leap, aiming for the general vicinity of your target.

And you land better than expected, sticking a two legged landing squarely through the chest of her butch companion, knocking the wind out of her. The women around you gasp at your appearance, attempting to back up, but the incoming stampede prevents them from doing so.

“Hello ladies!” You chirp warmly as you snatch the blonde by her waist. “Mind if I borrow this?” You catch a glimpse of her name as you force her down to her knees. Jessica.

Ass-naked, your cock juts out about a foot from your pelvis, dangling just inches from Jessica’s face. Two geeky looking lesbians get down to check on her masc partner, breathing a sigh of relief when they feel her pulse.

“Somebody stop him!” One of them screams. A taller stud steps forward, but with a snap of your fingers, her outfit is replaced with a set of black rope, holding her prone in the ‘doggystyle’ position. With another snap, the three young emo chicks behind her are bound and gagged. They choke as the dildo strapped inside their mouth pokes at their tonsils, their pale breasts bouncing up and down from their heaving chest.

“Any more heroes?” You threaten, holding your fingers in a snapping position.

One of the geeky-looking women helping the butch masc up, an Asian with a bob cut, stands up and points at you. “He can’t get us all at once! ATTACK!” Your heart drops to your chest as an angry horde of over a thousand lesbians charges you from all directions. A fat bottomed latina reaches you from behind, catching your wrist before you can snap. Others join her, a red-headed Irish woman brushes your dick to grab your waist, two short Asians grab your two fingers and twist them, a middle-aged woman wearing duck boots grabs your dick and tries to rip it off.

None of this works, however. You mush the face of the latina holding your wrist, sending her flying into the crowd. The two Asians ricochet off the push, knocked onto their ass by a wave of energy. Chuckling, you walk your penis into Jessica’s mouth, squeezing her down until her balls touch your pelvis.

“You mere mortals,” you cackle with a triumphant look in your eye. “I am your God!” Lightning erupts from your fingertips, blinding the crowd.

“I am the master of Lesbian Universe, meaning, you all exist solely for my pleasure.” You announce, bracing your fingers for another snap. “And I don’t like the way you’re dressed.” With a thunderous crack, every single woman in the crowd is transfigured into bound and gagged bdsm cumslut, some with ring gags, some butt naked, but all restrained and stuffed in some form or another.

As women gag from the dildos teleported into their mouth, you stroll over to the latina, whose flowing sundress has been exchanged for duct tape wrapping her arms and legs together. She pukes as you pull the vibrating dildo out of her mouth, spraying your feet with watery liquid.

You flip her onto her hands and knees and stuff the 8 inch long dildo into her ass, causing her to cry out in pain. “Shh, shh,” you whisper. “It’ll all be over soon.” You walk around behind her and rub your spitty cock on her pussy lips.

You ignore the girl’s name tag, with all this pussy around you, the last thing you’re worried about is reading. Once her lips are good and slicked you slide your cock in stealthily, cleaving her pussy like a hot knife through butter. She gasps quietly at the sensation of being filled, clearly unprepared for a fucking. You smack her ass and jiggle it, pushing the last half inch of your cock into her cervix.

But it’s hard to focus on just one woman when there’s a whole sea of them right around you. You spot the redhead, who seems to be hoisted up in a set of medieval stocks. The latina gasps as you pop your cock out of her pussy, smacking her ass and walking over to the redhead. Waist level with a ring gag propping her mouth open, she shakes her head as you approach, trying to pull her head out of the wooden restraint, to no avail.

You stuff your cock in her mouth and grab the top of the stocks with both hands, lifting your feet up to the wall on either side of the ginger’s head. Hanging from the top of the stocks, you start swinging the lower half of your body into her face like a monkey, letting gravity slam you into her face with all your body weight. Your cock, almost too big for the ring gag, slams in and out of her throat, distending it down to her collar bone. Before long, your arms start to get tired, you dangle with your pubic mound pushed into her nose for as long as you can before dropping down. You slap her in the face and turn to your next plaything.

The two Asians are bound sitting criss-cross facing each other. You slap them both ant the same time and move in between them, your cock facing one and your ass facing the other. Grabbing an Asian in each hand, you sheath yourself in one and bring the other to your asshole, forcing her to lick the rancid mixture of spit and cum you’ve accumulated. You shake the girl on your cock’s head while you wrangle with the girl on your butt, who, evidently, is not enjoying the flavor your asscheeks have been producing.

“You don’t like it? That’s fine, switch with your friend,” you giggle, pulling your cock out with a pop and turning around. You stuff your cock into her mouth and start skullfucking her, slamming your balls into her chin with reckless force.

Surveying the area, you decide to make a few changes. You squint your eyes and let out another powerful snap, yet again transforming the crowd of lesbians into a carefully arranged row. Bound and on their knees, the lesbians are lined up side by side for miles, each paralyzed and unable to move. You start at the top with a wide-lipped black girl, the first one in line.

Dark skinned with pretty, African features, the black lesbian’s breasts bounce as you slowly slide your cock into her throat, pushing straight past her throat barrier and down her esophagus. You smear her fat lips into your groin and fuck her face a few times, taking in the warm, sloppy feeling of Nubian throat.

Retreating in one quick guh, you slap her in the face and move on to the next one. An extremely tall blonde woman, most likely a WNBA player, kneels almost at eye level with you. Chuckling, you get down on your hands and pop a hand stand, letting your legs fall forward onto her shoulders. Blowjob Universe has granted you immense stamina, you have no problem propping yourself up on one hand while you thread your cock into her mouth with the other. You lift your legs back up into the air, letting your weight rest on your cock as it’s forced down her throat. You do a couple handstand pushups and flip back, moving on to the next one.

A petite Chinese girl, maybe 95 pounds soaking weight, you lift her up with ease and sling her upside down over your shoulder. With her pussy squarely in your face, you hug her midsection tight and drop her head on your cock, filling her throat up to her collar bone. Holding the back of her head with one hand, you start thrusting your hips into her cheeks, banging her face like a cheap fleshlight.

Hoisting her up for a better grip, you start doing jumping jacks, her head swings down to meet your groin as you jump up and down, slamming into your balls with great big squelches.

You dump her to the side and move on to the next one, an exotic Arab girl with huge breasts. You grope them aggressively, a single tear drips from her eye as you pinch one of her nipples. Slapping your cock on her face, you sense something’s wrong. Suddenly, your vision goes black.