Break 4 part two: the next day

“Okay, you ready?” Liam asked. He was currently sitting on a stool to the side of Sugartits, who was on a lat pulldown machine.

Liam was wearing sweats and a band t-shirt. Sugartits was wearing Tina's booty shorts despite her being way smaller than Sugartits, and a pink sports bra with the same problem times a thousand. Her curves were on the verge of making her clothes burst.

“Yeah, I'm ready.” She said. “Let's test it.”

“Alright,” Liam said.

Liam set the weights to 300 pounds, its max, and watched. He wanted to ease Sugartits into the heavier stuff but she wanted to go for broke. She pulled down and the weights shot up like there was nothing on them. She did it a couple more times with the same result. She tried to do it slower so it wouldn't bang against the top anymore.

“Woooah,” Sugartits said as she continued to raise and lower 300 plus pounds like it was literally nothing. “Well I guess this machine's a wash. Next one?”

“Sure,” Liam said. They wiped down the machine (despite her not even breaking a sweat) and moved on to the weights.

They had to combine multiple barbell sets to create their monstrosity. Adding 45 pound plate after 45 pound plate to a single bar. Then once they put all they could fit they did the same to a second bar. When it was ready, Sugartits grabbed both bars, each weighing 270 pounds, and lifted. She raised both off the ground without issue.

“This is amazing.” She said. She did a couple reps with them but they really were not doing anything for her.

Liam was glad they agreed to arrive early, before class. There was nobody else here right now. Just a couple joggers on the treadmills with earbuds on not paying attention.

“Well, it seems like nothing here is even close to a limit for you.” Liam said.

“Let's try pull-ups next,” Sugartits said, already putting down the weights.

“Why? You weigh way less than 540 pounds,” Liam said. Sugartits shrugged.

“I wanna see if it affects my stamina.” Sugartits said.

They went over to the pull ups. Sugartits was never good at these, she had trouble with the form, but here she just breezed past them. They quickly stopped counting.

“How are you doing?” Liam asked.

“I'm incredibly bored. I don't think I have extra stamina, but also it feels like zero weight so it's not exhausting me,” Sugartits said. “Fuck, you know I actually like working out? How am I supposed to do that now?”

“I guess you'll just have to focus on stamina training instead of strength training,” Liam said. Sugartits got off the machine.

“Let's try something else.” She said.

“Like what?” Liam asked. She wrapped her arms around his arm.

“I want to see how this improves my game at sports. Now come on,” Then she dragged him out of the weightlifting room.

---

Alice's head was pounding. She sat up out of bed with a groan. Everything was too bright. She just wanted to go back to bed. Or better yet, the morgue.

“Morning sunshine,” She heard a voice say. She looked up and saw Sophia. She was holding a mug of what smelled like coffee in her far hand and a glass of what looked like a breakfast smoothie in her other. Her hair was wrapped up in a towel. She wore the same skirt as last night but was fully topless. She had binder clips on each of her nipples.

“Ugggh,” Alice groaned.

“Drink,” Sophia said. She handed Alice the smoothie and Alice started to down it. It was strawberry mango with heavy protein powder. “I hope you don't mind me raiding your fridge to make it.” Alice looked up from her drink.

“Not at all,” She said. “You went out like that though?” Alice was trying not to stare at her chest.

“Nah. I made this before taking a shower,” She said. “This coffee is ice cold.” She took a sip of her mug.

“What happened last night?” Alice asked. “Did someone win yet?” Sophia just shook her head.

“You really don't remember do you?” Sophia said.

“Nope,” Alice said.

“Well, no, no one won yet. We're on another break.” Sophia said.

“Why is my head pounding so hard?” Alice rummaged through her bag and grabbed a thermos. She uncapped it and started pouring it down her throat. “Okay, that didn't help.” Sophia put her hand on Alice's wrist.

“It's not your addiction,” Sophia said. “You have to get drunk once a night now. Like, really drunk.”

“Ow,” Alice said, rubbing her head.

“Hey, can I put a shirt on now?” Sophia asked. She got up from the bed. “And can it be one of yours I borrow until tonight?”

“Sure, and sure,” Alice said, her eyes closed. Sophia walked over to the dresser.

Sophia thought about telling Alice about her kiss but shook her head. Alice clearly didn't want to deal with that, right? That was her whole plan. But still, what about Sophia's feelings? Maybe her actual plan was to get Sophia to make the first move? Ugh, this was so difficult. She decided to just put on a shirt, down her coffee, and leave. She had class in twenty minutes.

---

The football soared like a bullet cutting through the air. It made its way between the two goal posts and continued up into the stands.

“Wooo!” Sugartits cheered. She put her arms up in the air. She went into her phone and started talking. “I finally got one!”

“Yeah, it only took like thirty tries,” Liam said on the other end of the line. The two are on the football field. He was by the goal posts; she was nearly three quarters of the field down. He had the job of collecting the balls she missed while she just kept trying to kick them.

“Well, turns out you need aim as much as you do strength,” Sugartits said.

“As much? Sugartits, how often are you ever going to need to shoot a field goal from that far down the field?” Liam said.

“Okay, well, I guess I'm not gonna be a kicker anytime soon.” Sugartits said. “Should I move forward and try again?”

“Please don't. How about you help me clean up this mess?” Liam said. Sugartits picked up the bag of remaining footballs and the kicking tee and started heading towards Liam.

“Why can't we just leave it for the football team to clean up?” Sugartits said. “It's not like they’d know it's us.”

“Because the muscle bound jocks you're thinking of aren't the ones who would have to put this shit away.” Liam walked over to a football and put it in his bag. “It would be the poor equipment manager that probably doesn't get a break.”

“Fine,” Sugartits relented.

The two hurried and cleaned up as quickly as possible. Then they put the gear away and left the football field. They had been practicing sports all day. Sugartits had wildly overestimated her own abilities beyond strength. She missed every single shot when they tried basketball because she demanded to fire from the edge of the court. Sure, they got to the other side, but nowhere near the rim.

As they walked out of the field they came across a tall tree with a branch way high up. Sugartits stopped in front of it. Liam stopped a moment later and looked at her. She had a massive smile across her face.

“What are you thinking?” Liam asked, tired.

“We've been mostly testing out my arms, right?” Sugartits said.

“Yeah, I guess?” Liam wondered where she was going with this.

Sugartits made a shooing motion at him so he took a couple steps back. She squatted down as low as she could go, then jumped. She soared into the air. She reached her arm up to touch the branch but she just passed it on her ascent. She cleared the tree and ended up about 25 feet in the air.

“Woah,” She said as she reached her peak. She reached out and swiped the top of the leaves of the tree. Then she started to fall. “Ahhhh!”

“Sugartits!” Liam cried out. He positioned himself right below her so rather than falling on the hard concrete she collapsed on him. The two went tumbling to the ground. “Ow.” Liam was rubbing his expanded behind now. “Please don't do that again.” He looked at her on top of him. She had a wild look in her eyes.

“Follow me to the track field!” She said. She bolted up and booked it in that direction. Liam just kicked his head back and groaned.

---

Tina looked at herself in her mirror. She wasn't wearing anything but her panties. By the time she had woken up Sugartits had already left but she had chosen some outfits for Tina and laid them out on the table. Tina just grabbed them and took them to her room.

These clothes were made for a her that didn't exist anymore. Her breasts were just too big to comfortably fit them. She shook her chest and they jiggled side to side. She sighed. She grabbed one of them and squeezed. The resulting pleasure made her tremble.

“God, I'm never getting used to that,” She moaned. She squeezed again, and again. “I wonder if I can orgasm just for breast play now.”

She started rubbing both breasts, then moved to her nipples. The entirety of her boob was as sensitive as just her clitoris, so the nipple was like that times ten. She pinched and twisted and flicked and squeezed until, eventually... nothing happened. She hit a wall.

“Moo?” She said. Then she heard herself. “Moo!” Suddenly she remembered her changes from last night. She put her hands over her mouth, humiliated. Tina grabbed her phone and started typing. She had class soon. She couldn't walk in mooing.

---

Liam got to the track field out of breath. Sugartits was waiting for him on the track, typing on her phone.

“Oh hey, you made it,” She said, looking up. “Tina was just asking permission for something. Met me just— n, o.” She put her phone down beside her. “Okay, you should record this.”

“I really,” Liam panted, hands on his knees. “Really shouldn't. Evidence is a bad idea.” Sugartits rolled her eyes.

“Why are you so concerned about somehow getting caught?” She asked.

“I don't want someone to find out and dissect you or something,” Liam waved his hand towards Sugartits.

“Come on. That's not a serious concern.” She said.

“Fine,” Liam panted. He put down his stuff and took out his phone.

Sugartits took some steps back, then took a large breath. After a moment she exhaled and started running. Once she hit where she was before she jumped, putting a lot of power into it.

She went soaring. Clear over the field. She felt like she was flying. She bent her legs until she was kneeling in the air. She swung her arms back behind her, making a v shape. Her mouth was wide open in a smile.

Then she had to land. She had no idea how to. She was approaching the ground fast. She started flailing her arms in front of her. She hit the ground chest first, with a thud.

Liam came running over, the phone still in his hands, still recording. Sugartits just rolled onto her back and groaned. She looked down at her arms, which were scraped like hell. When Liam arrived, the two looked at each other for a second

“That was awesome!” They both shouted in unison. They both had massive smiles on their face. Liam helped Sugartits up.

“Are you okay?” Asked Liam.

“Ugh, yeah,” Sugartits winced. She looked down. A boob had popped out of her bra and the other was just begging to be free. “I landed on my chest and I think my boobs’ immunity to soreness extended to that.” She winced again. Her left arm was bleeding a lot. “Still, I need to figure out how to land.”

“Are you planning on doing that again?” Liam was looking down, trying not to stare at her exposed chest.

“Sure, why not? Sugartits asked.

“Because you just ate massive shit?” He said.

“Pfft. Things that aren't hard aren't worth doing,” Sugartits said. She tapped one of her scrapes and flinched out of pain. “That being said, I think we're done testing for the day.”

“Don't have to tell me twice,” Liam said. He was currently looking at the video he had filmed of her jumping. She got amazing air time. “We should get you cleaned up for class. Oh, and,” He pointed at her exposed breast.

“Oh, shi—” She quickly tucked both of them back into her bra as best she could. “Please tell me you're gonna edit that part out.”

“Doesn't matter.” He said “I'm not sharing this with anyone.”

“Aw, come on.” Sugartits stomped her foot and sucked her teeth. “You aren't still on about that dissection nonsense, are you?”

“Dude, it's magic!” Liam shouted. “We should keep it secret!”

“Secret, smechret.” Sugartits waved him off. “Do you think a game that turned me into this,” She gestured at her entire body. “Cares about us keeping a low profile?”

“That's not the same and you know it,” Liam said.

“Do I? People magically believe turning into a busty girl is just something that happens,” Sugartits said. She dusted off her knees. “I think the game wants us to be okay. For the most part.”

“Is that why you've been so reckless today? You think the magic is going to protect you?” Liam said.

“No. At least, not entirely. Ah.” She winced again at the pain from her injury. “I guess maybe I should be more careful. But only if you'll chill out a bit.” She playfully pushed his arm with her knuckles.

“Fine, fine. If it'll get you to think before you leap I'll shut up about the whole dissection thing.” Liam said. He tapped some buttons on his phone. “Here. I sent you the video. Do what you want with it.” She walked over to her phone and started watching it.

“Woah, that's got to be a record right?” She looked up at Liam, smiling. He chuckled.

“Yeah, but can we hold off on calling the record committee just a sec?” He raised a hand in a stop gesture.

“Alright, alright,” Sugartits put the phone away. “Let's go. We should eat.”

---

Sophia was getting used to having sex for cash. Between classes she had blown a bunch of guys and was getting into a rhythm. That didn't make her much money though so she needed to actually fuck sometimes. Right now she was riding a guy named Vic in a stall.

“Ugh, ugh, right there,” He grunted. He was having the time of his life. An incredibly hot woman came up to him between classes and wanted him to fuck her without a condom for twenty dollars. He'd do it for a hundred. “Ungh, unnngh!” He groaned as he finished inside her.

“Wanna go again?” She whispered into his ear.

“Yeah,” He moaned. “Yeah. Just. Give me a sec.” She backed off from being right in his ear and sat up.

“That'll be twenty more dollars then.” She opened her hand and presented it to him. He groaned.

“Just- just give me a sec, okay?” He said. She shrugged and started to get off him. It was then when the banging started.

“We know you're in there!” A booming voice shouted.

“Shit,” Vic muttered. Sophia went wide-eyed. She looked around like there was some place to hide in the stall.

“You should just come out now,” The voice continued.

“Fuck dude,” Vic said.

The two quickly shuffled their clothes back on and opened the stall. Sophia left her top off for some reason.

When they opened the door they were confronted by two campus police officers and a very angry-looking older woman with her arms crossed. Vic assumed it was a professor. She was tapping her foot and had a sour expression.

“See? I told you!” She started wagging her finger at them. “I! Told! You!”

“Miss, we understand the situation,” One of the officers said. He had a bushy brunette mustache. “Now please step back and let us do our job.” The woman stepped back from the two officers, her arms crossed again.

“Now, the two of you,” The other officer said. He was the one shouting before. He had black hair and some stubble. “We got some complaints about something going on in the stalls. I'm afraid you have to come with us.”

“Can I cover up first?” Sophia asked.

“Please do,” The officer with stubble said. “We don't want a commotion in the halls.” Sophia quickly put on her bra and blouse.

The two officers left the older woman behind and escorted them through the hallways. They got looks and stares and murmurs from people going about their business. Vic wasn't sure if it was just the fact they had cops flanking them, or if word of their “activities” had leaked throughout the school. Either way, it didn't feel good.

The two were taken to the public safety office and sat down in a side room. There they explained the situation. It didn't look good.

“Now there are some serious accusations about what you two were doing in that bathroom,” The mustached officer said. “Accusations that can get you into a lot of trouble.” Sophia and Vic just looked at the ground.

“We're talking about expulsion,” The other officer said. “Or even getting the local police involved.” Sophia just started sobbing in her hands. She was a beautiful woman, and was beautiful even when she cried.

“I can't be expelled. I just can't.” She weeped.

“Look, we're not going to get the authorities involved just yet, and whether or not you're expelled is the decision for your dean.” The officer with stubble said. “I can't say we're letting you off with a warning, because it might escalate, but for now, you can go back to your classes.” Sophia sniffled.

“Thank you,” She whimpered.

“Don't thank us yet,” The one with stubble said. “You are still in a mighty amount of trouble. We just don't know how much trouble yet.”

They were then escorted out of the public safety office. They didn't talk to each other. They just went their separate ways once they got outside. When he checked his phone Vic found an email about his upcoming expulsion hearing. He assumed Sophia got the same thing.

---

Alice was eating alone for lunch. She had missed her first class due to her hangover so she decided to go early instead of with her friends. She was starting to feel better as she scarfed down another sandwich.

She took a break from eating for a moment and looked around the cafeteria. She made eye contact with a familiar face. It was Brooke, holding a tray. She smiled at Alice. Alice quickly looked away, but it was too late. Brooke turned and walked over to Alice's table.

“Hey,” She said when she got there. “Mind if I eat with you?” Alice slowly looked back at Brooke.

“Sure,” She smiled weakly. Brooke sat down. She had a quesadilla on her plate. It looked sad. “Look, Brooke. I'm so sorry about yesterday.” Brooke shook her head and waved her off.

“No need.” Brooke said. “Look, Alice, I'll be honest, I find you attractive–”

“But?” Alice interjected.

“But,” Brooke continued. “I have a girlfriend.”

“Oh,” Alice covered her mouth with her hands. “My God. I'm so sorry! I should've asked!” She looked down at the ground.

“No, no, it's fine,” Brooke said. “Really. You couldn't’ve known.” Alice looked up and met Brooke’s eyes.

“So I guess this is just friends?” Alice smiled..

“Actually,” Brooke started. Alice was confused. Where was Brooke going with this? “I'm here for something else. You being so... forward got me to talk to my gf about it. Because, again, I do find you attractive.” Alice blushed. She wasn't expecting this.

“Soooo... What did she say?” Alice asked.

“I can't date you, but based off of your intro I don't think you want that.” Brooke said. Alice thought for a moment, then shook her head. “Right. If you're up for something casual, we can be that. Under one condition.”

“Woah,” Alice put her hands up. “You're cute but you're not ‘conditions’ cute.” That was a lie. Brooke was so hot to Alice. She could ask Alice to walk on glass and Alice would have to seriously fight against it.

“It's nothing like that,” Brooke shook her head. “She just wants to meet you.”

“Well,” Alice said. “If it's just that...”

“I live in one of the apartments. At the top of the hill?” Brooke said. “3b. If you want in, I'll be there around 4.”

“Alright, I'll think about it,” Alice said. She didn't mean it though. She had already made her decision. “Now can we please talk about something else for lunch?”

“Okay,” Brooke chuckled.

The two had a nice time. While they had talked a little bit during GSA that was mostly introductions and icebreakers. Here they talked about interests they had, classes, what their families were like, etc. Alice really enjoyed herself. Brooke wasn't just nice and hot, she was self-assured and kind and fun.

Eventually, Brooke had to leave for her work study job. She said goodbye and gave Alice her number so they could talk. That left Alice alone. She didn't have any more classes today, but she probably should have gotten going. She cleaned up her table space and left the cafeteria.

---

After three cold showers Tina’s body had finally calmed down enough that she could go to class. That lasted about two hours. Then lunch time rolled around.

Before Tina had a built-in stopgap. Her body literally wouldn't let her orgasm with the cucumber. Now that she couldn't orgasm anymore without permission, there was nothing stopping her but her own mind.

“Moo! Mooooo!” Tina cried.

She had been at it for so long. She was sure she was late to her next class, if she hadn't missed it entirely. She knew that she should stop. She was never going to get there. But it just felt so good. She felt like she was just a moment away from getting there even though consciously she knew it would never happen. Maybe she should message Sugartits and try again. There's no way she would leave Tina stuck like this all the time, right?

Suddenly there was a loud banging on the door.

“Moo?” Tina said, puzzled.

“Keep it down!” Tina heard Sugartits's voice shout from the other side of the door. “We're doing important work here!” Tina blushed a deep red. She was mortified. It was already so embarrassing to moo, the game made sure of that, but someone had heard her? Her suitemates knew she was masturbating? That snapped her out of her funk. She got up, took the cucumber out, pulled up her panties and pants, and emerged from her sex-smelling room.

There, in the common room, were the four other players of the game. Sugartits and Sophia were sitting on the couch. Liam and Alice were on chairs on the other side of the coffee table. They had textbooks on the table and notebooks in their laps.

“Moooo,” Tina wanted to apologize for the noise but she had forgotten she was still very horny.

“Oh hey Tina,” Alice turned to look at her. Tina was horrified. She just quickly shuffled out of there and into the kitchen to finish her late lunch. Alice just shrugged and turned back to her notebook. “Okay so where were we?”

“We were debating how much we wanted Sugartits to present,” Sophia said.

“Look, Professor Castellan was very serious about the participation element of this project. You can't just sideline me.” Sugartits said. “My grade won't survive it.”

“But OUR grades won't survive it if you show up with your brains half cummed out and screw up.” Liam said.

“The presentation is at 2:20.” Sophia turned to Sugartits on the couch. “Do you think you can keep your intelligence by then?” Sugartits nodded furiously, causing her new pigtails to shake.

“I don't have a class past 1:20 tomorrow.” Sugartits said. “I just need to lay low and my IQ will reset by then.”

“And if it doesn't?” Liam asked.

“Lay off her,” Alice said. She lightly slapped Liam's arm. Then she turned to Sugartits. “I trust you.”

They went back to working. Tina came out with her spiced sliced cucumber and quickly went back to her room without saying a word. Eventually, they decided to take a break.

“Ughh,” Sophia put her book down and stared at the ceiling. “I hate this class.”

“Well just one more day until the weekend,” Liam said. “Do you think we'll have to play over the weekend?”

“I hope so,” Alice said. “I just want to get this over with. The sooner we play, the sooner we finish and I can reassemble some semblance of a normal life.”

“I don't think any of our lives will be normal after this,” Sugartits said.

“Tell me about it,” Sophia pinched the bridge of her nose and closed her eyes. “If I get expelled it won't matter if I get a wish or not, my life will be ruined.”

“They're gonna expel you?” Liam asked.

“That or throw me in jail,” Sophia said. “I got caught earlier today. It was a mess.”

“Well I solved my Frank problem,” Sugartits said. “He asked me to come by for sex after class yesterday so after a quick blowjob I crushed a football in front of him with my bare hands and dared him to touch me again.” She held up a fist.

“You know if he takes you up on that dare you still have to do it,” Liam said. Sugartits just rolled her eyes.

“You don't think I know that?” She said. “I don't think he will though. His eyes really bugged out when I popped that football. Now enough about me. Anyone have plans after this?” Sophia and Liam shook their heads.

“Well, I sorta have a date,” Alice said. They all turned to look at her. “Kinda. Actually, I think it's just a hookup.”

“With who?” Liam asked.

“Brooke,” Alice answered.

“You dog,” He playfully slapped her shoulder this time. “How did you get a second chance?”

“She kinda came up to me,” Alice said. “I'm really nervous.”

“Don't be,” Sugartits said. “It's just a hookup. There's very little risk.”

“Alright, I'll take your advice,” Alice said.

---

Despite her best efforts, Alice was in fact nervous, and it showed. Her forehead was sweaty and she kept on opening and closing her fists. She must have stood in front of the door for five whole minutes. Eventually though, she knocked. A moment later, it opened.

“Hello,” A woman said after opening the door. Alice had never seen her before. She was dark skinned, with a large light brown afro. She wore a purple tank top that was loose on her and displayed lots of cleavage. She has lots of brackets on either arm. Some were leather with spikes, others just metal hoops. Her legs were extraordinary and she showed them off by wearing a pair of cut off denim daisy dukes. “You must be Alice.” She surmised. “I'm Amara. Come in.” She didn't wait for a response as she turned around and walked back into the apartment. She made a beckon motion with her hands for Alice to follow her.

“Is Brooke here?” Alice asked, unsure.

“Oh, she's just washing up. She just got back from equestrian practice. You know Brooke and her extracurriculars.” Amara said.

“Oh, yeah,” Alice guessed that made sense.

“So,” Amara turned and looked at Alice.

“So?” Alice was puzzled.

“Do you want to have a whole getting to know your segment,” Amara said. “Or do you want to just get down to it when Brooke comes out? From what Brooke told me you seemed like a pretty forward girl, but now you look like you're not so sure.”

Alice clutched her stomach. She honestly wanted to delay this whole interaction. But she was feeling really weak right now. She hadn't had any semen, not even from Liam, all day. He was a great friend for providing for her, but just the thought of it was so gross. He was a guy. Even if she didn't have to be physical with him, just that knowledge made the whole experience unpalatable. But the idea of Brooke’s semen? Her cock? It made her giddy. She had fantasized about it multiple times that day. She didn't even like semen but she knew it would be divine. Because it would be Brooke's. A woman's. That's it. She knew she needed to jump face-first into this.

“Let's just do it.” She said, determined.

“Alright then.” Amara clapped her hands. “Strip.”

Alice didn't even hesitate. Amara was so sexy. Alice could no longer tell if women were conventionally attractive or not. Like, in obvious cases she could tell on an intellectual level features that she remembered people did or didn't like, but for most people they were just either mind-numbingly hot— or they were men. No in-between. So she had no idea if Amara's confidence or her style of dress or just body was turning her on more than “normal” or not, but she liked to think it was. Amara carried herself in such a powerful way. Alice couldn't imagine just ordering a stranger to strip before knowing anything about them. In moments all her clothes were on the floor.

“Great,” Amara walked over to a night stand by the couch that had a drawer attached. She pulled something out of it. Then she walked over to Alice with it behind her back. “Close your eyes.” Alice did. “I want you to know that if you're ever uncomfortable just tell us. We'll stop immediately and talk it out. The safe word is cranberry. Do you understand?”

“Yes,” Alice said, eyes still closed.

“Good,” Amara said. Alice felt something wrapped around her neck and then heard a click. She opened her eyes and saw what Amara had been hiding. There was now a collar around her neck, with a leash attached and in Amara's hand. She was spooked and had her mouth agap. Amara pressed her finger against Alice's chin and softly closed it. “I don't want to hear anything out of you besides pretty little moans and, if need be, ‘cranberry.’ Nod if you understand.”

Alice didn't want to understand. She wanted to shout cranberry and run out of there. But Amara was so hot, and Alice’s pussy was positively gushing with excitement. She felt **** pressure to not disappoint, and—honestly—this whole situation was even more arousing than just the presence of a sexy woman could match. She had never been so aroused in her life. She nodded.

“Good,” Amara smiled. She smacked Alice’s butt swiftly. Alice yelped and bounced on her heels.

Amara started to lead Alice using the leash. They walked out of the living room and into the bedroom. Amara tied the leash to one of the legs of the bed, giving Alice such little slack she had to kneel on the floor. Amara then walked behind Alice. Alice heard a door open and some rumbling and assumed Amara was going through the closet. A moment later Amara grabbed Alice's hands, which were gripping the leash like she could somehow expand it, and moved them behind Alice's back. She felt a ring of felt grip both of her wrists and heard two more clicks. Amara had locked Alice's hands behind her back.

Alice didn't have enough give to turn her head and look at what Amara was doing but she heard unbuttoning and zipping sounds, and then the sound of Amara's pants hitting the floor. Then she heard nothing for a moment. After that moment was over Amara put a hand on Alice's back, right between her shoulder blades, and pushed— hard. Without her hands to stabilize herself Alice fell forward. Her stomach was pushed against her knees and the only thing keeping her face from touching the felt carpeting was the leash. It was so taut that the collar started to pull on her neck.

“Now, remember what we said about cranberry,” Amara said. She kept her hand on Alice's back but stopped applying pressure. Alice didn't dare sit back up though. “And what we said about silence.”

Alice suddenly felt a very cold sensation on her vagina lips. Amara was applying some sort of gel to them. Lube. And it was cold. She was really getting in there. Alice moaned as Amara ferociously rubbed around and inside Alice’s most private area. Alice never felt something so great, even if the sensation was incredibly cold. Then Amara suddenly stopped. Alice made a whining sound. She tried to turn back to see what was going on but couldn't. Amara's fingers were still in her pussy, but they were still. She had two of them spreading her lips very far apart. After a couple seconds of no movement Alice felt something else. Hard bulbous plastic pressed against her entrance. Amara didn't miss a beat. She slowly but surely eased what felt like a dildo inside of Alice until the base met Alice's ass. It was soft, leathery, and rounded. Alice realized something. This wasn't a dildo, at least, not just a dildo. It was a strap-on.

Alice only had a moment to contemplate though as Amara started to jackhammer her. Alice's thoughts and concerns melted in a sea of pleasure. Alice didn't know how much she needed this. She had been aroused all day and was never one to masturbate much. Once Amara started it was like a dam broke. As Amara slammed into Alice again and again she used one hand to keep Alice in place and the other to rub Alice's clit with all she had. As Alice trembled there was a knock on the door. She couldn’t see but she could hear someone walk in.

“Hey, babe, have you seen Alice show up— Oh.” She heard Brooke say from afar. “I see you started without me.” Alice heard an unbuckling and cloth dropping to the ground.

“Here, let me get out your way,” Alice heard Amara say.

Amara slowly pulled out of her. Alice whimpered but said nothing. Amara walked around and stepped over the chord tying Alice to the bed, one leg on either side. She picked up Alice’s head with a finger. When Alice turned to look at her, she eased the purple strap-on into Alice's mouth, filling it. It was an unwieldy fit, but Alice was determined not to disappoint. The taste of herself on the plastic was divine. It felt so hot tasting herself.

On her other end, while this was happening, Alice felt two soft warm hands on either side of her ass. Tickling the entrance of her pussy lips was the very erect penis head of Brooke.

“She knows the safe word, right Amara?” Alice heard Brooke say.

“Mmhm,” Amara said. “It's cranberry, right pet?” Alice just nodded with the dildo still in her mouth.

“Good,” Alice could almost hear the smile on Brooke's face. Brooke taunted her insides a bit more by tickling them with the head of her cock. Alice took initiative and used the little bit of slack she had to just slam her bottom against Brooke's pelvis, swallowing Brooke's sword between her pussy lips in one fell swoop.

“Oooo,” Brooke moaned out at the tight pleasure of Alice’s virgin snatch. She took the hint and started thrusting like a jackhammer. Alice responded by inhaling Amara's strap-on, gulping it down like her life depended on it.

“Oh, so that's what we're doing?” Amara said. She put her hand through Alice's hair and strokes her head. She grabbed a bunch of it and **** Alice's mouth all the way to the base of the dildo and kept her there. Then she started thrusting. Alice's nose was now pressed against the leather of the harness. It's all she could smell.

The two lovers got into a grove as they both rammed Alice with no mercy. Alice was in heaven. Her first sexual encounter was two incredibly hot women treating her as nothing more than a pair of holes connecting the two.

Eventually, Brooke broke. Her thrusts slowed down and she started to twitch. She started to groan. She pulled Alice so close the leash started to pull on Alice’s neck, pulling her off Amara's strap.

“Uughng” Brooke called out. She started to cum and cum. As she did she used one hand to keep Alice pressed against her and her free hand to start spanking Alice. The whole situation was so hot Alice came on the spot.

“Wow, that was quicker than expected,” Amara said.

“What can I say?” Brooke retorted. “Threesomes are a fantasy of mine.” She got up. “Do either of you need some water?” Alice looked up at Amara. Amara just pressed a finger against her mouth to shush her, despite Alice saying nothing.

“Yeah two waters. Then are you ready for round two?” Amara asked.

“You know it,” Brooke said. She walked over to Amara and kissed her like Alice wasn't even there.

Alice sat up and waited for the water. As she did she was keenly aware of something. There, saddled within her pussy, was Brooks cum. She could feel it and she could smell it. She tried to ignore it for about half a second but just couldn't. She had waited so long. She opened her legs wide and dove her hand in-between. She scooped up as much cum as she could and stuffed her whole hand in her mouth. Before she even pulled it out she used her other hand to try and scoop up more. She moaned as she did it. Her orgasm from before couldn't compare to this. She was finally satisfying her urge and in a way that pushed the idea of men further from her mind than ever before. She kept on scooping way past the point where she was out of cum, just sucking her own pussy juice and saliva off her hands. But she didn't care. She needed more.

“Woah there,” Brooke said. She had left her pants by the doorway so her currently flaccid member was just swinging around. “Someone's hungry.” Alice just nodded with a hand still in her mouth.

“Here, you missed some,” Amara said as she reached down and ran a finger up against Alice's thigh, grabbing a dollop that trickled down there. She brought it up to Alice's face and Alice swiftly wrapped her lips around Amara's fingers like a dog jumping for a treat.

“Mmmm,” Alice moaned. For the first time all day, her headache was gone. And for the first time ever, the idea of cum didn't make her gag. She still hated the taste, she always had, but now she associated it with someone hot like Brooke. The things she'd do just for a chance at that woman paying attention to her.

“Looks like we got ourselves a little cumslut,” Amara turned to Brooke and smiled. “Do you think we should do anything about that?” Brooke was already stroking herself at the thought.

“Oh, we can do a lot about that,” And with that she descended on the two lovers.