Take Her Up On Her Offer.

Maybe you've been looking at this situation the wrong way. Maybe this isn't a curse, but a gift. After all, that was hands down the best sex you've ever had! And if you're being honest with yourself, you've always been curious what it would be like to go all the way with a girl. And if you're being even more honest with yourself, you like the new feelings you have towards women. The desire can get to be too much sometimes but it makes the release that much more satisfying.

You shrug and say, "I guess I could try joining your 'club'."

Ms. Reacher, Carol, smiles and says, "Well, you have to pass a little test first. But don't worry, we grade mostly on enthusiasm."

She leads you into the gym and the two of you speak to Mr. Ross, the male gym teacher. You explain that the two of you were attacked while leaving out a few key details. He, of course, understands the situation and explains that the other girls all changed in nearby bathrooms after finding the doorknob to the locker room broken and not finding Ms. Reacher anywhere. Strangely, Ms. Reacher also comments on a note taped to the door between the locker room and the gym claiming "Men at work, do not enter". According to her it wasn't there when she entered. It was a good thing it was, though, since a few girls had tried going through that way and stopped after seeing the sign. If they'd gone through they would have been in for a hell of a surprise! You make it through the rest of the day without any issues, the spare clothes doing their job to hide your new physique.

You exchange cell numbers with Ms. Reacher and she sends you a text asking for your address. She arrives that evening with a police officer and you explain to him and your parents about the **** and how you reached out to Ms. Reacher. While your parents are distraught to hear of the attack they are relieved you're okay and proud that you fought back.

"Which is why I wanted to extend an invitation to your daughter," Ms. Reacher claims after the officer is gone. "I run an after school program for smart, determined young women who want to make an impact in the world. It comes with odd hours, we do a variety of charity work and activities, but I think Rebecca would fit right in."

She throws you a wink. Your parents are a bit confused but gladly consent, your desire to join being all they need to hear. That weekend you receive another text with instructions to tell your parents you have club activities all weekend and will be staying at a hotel paid for by the school while your new club speaks at a conference on women's rights issues. Once again, your confused parents mostly just nod and trust your judgement. You pack your bag and follow your GPS to the address she sent you, stomach full of butterflies. You arrive at a medium sized home not far from your own. The door opens as you approach and Carol is there, looking very different from how she looks at school. Her long hair is down, for one thing. But she's also wearing pajama pants and a loose shirt, something that would look casual and forgettable to any neighbors who might spy her letting students into her home.

The interior is well lit and a strange mixture of rustic and modern. The house itself appears to be rather old but Carol has filled it with modern appliances and decor. You can hear the soft murmur of conversation coming from somewhere deeper within. She leads you into a large living room which appears to have been prepared for tonight's festivities. Furniture has been pushed against the walls, sometimes awkwardly, to make space for blankets and pillows which coat the floor in the center. The sounds of quiet conversation cut out as you enter and spot four figures standing on the perimeter of the room in a circle. Each of them is wearing a similar outfit to Carol's, a regular pajama party. Carol quickly introduces you to everyone in a circuit around the room. Two you don't think you've ever seen before, not even in passing. Rachel is a rather voluptuous girl with light brown skin and short frizzy hair. May has an Asian complexion and a petite physique like a swimmer or dancer and dark hair that just touches her shoulders.

"And I believe these two need no introductions," says Carol with a smile.

The last two girls are a blond and a brunette, both curvy and round of face, the blond almost a foot shorter than her friend. Your eyes widen as Ruth and Veronica beam at you, barely able to contain their giggles. You start to seriously reconsider this, not wanting your friends, people you already know, to know about your secret. Then again, telling strangers isn't going to be much better.

"Everyone, this is Rebecca," says Carol, heedless of your distress. "As we've already discussed, Rebecca is a bit different from the rest of us now."

Your eyes shoot over to her. She already told them?! Without even asking you?!

She continues, "So let me reiterate the rules about Rebecca. We don't know how it happened so no asking her about it or about what happened in the locker room. We've all decided to accept her and that's all that matters."

The other girls all nod in agreement and relief floods you. Not only did Carol take away your need to tell people about what happened to you, she made sure everyone was okay with it before bringing you in.

"Rebecca, stand in the center, please."

You hesitate before doing as you're told. You suddenly feel like you're part of some religious ceremony you don't understand, fearful you might fuck it up.

"And strip."

Fear spikes through you but you stomp it down. They already know so there's nothing to hide. Still, you try and get it over with as quickly as possible, no teasing or trying to impress. You'd worn some of your nicer underwear to try and be more appealing but that seems to have gone to waste. Now you stand in the center of the four girls, naked and unable to hide your shame.

"Oh, wow..." says Rachel.

"I know, right?" whispers May.

"Ladies, calm yourselves," Carol says in a firm tone. She slowly paces around you like she's considering buying you and says, "We've developed a few traditions in our little club. The first is the oath of secrecy. So, Rebecca, do you swear to never speak of what happens when we gather together?"

You swallow and say, "Yes. Of course."

Carol stands in front of you, blocking your view of the others as they begin to shift in place.

"Next is the oath of fealty. You must swear to do your very best to please your fellow members, to do what they most desire and allow them to fulfill your desires in turn."

You start to respond in the affirmative, as if your at attentive dick wasn't enough of an answer, when Carol grabs the bottom of her shirt and brings it up over her head. No longer hidden beneath her shirt is a black lacy corset that fails to cover her breasts whatsoever. She licks her lips as she lowers her pants to reveal a matching thong. Glancing around the room you notice a theme. The other girls are all wearing the same outfit in varying colors, blue for Rachel, red for May, white for Ruth, and pink for Veronica. It's like a much more interesting version of Power Rangers or something. Whatever you were about to say is completely lost as blood surges to two different sexual organs.

"This oath is a bit different," Carol explains as she slides her skimpy underwear down her legs. "You swear it with your mouth, but not with words."

Ruth and May work together to pick up a small cushioned chair and seat it right behind Carol who sits in it just as they set it down. Not wanting to disappoint, and now having a vague idea of what you're doing, you kneel in front of her on some pillows and begin slowly lapping at her slit.

"Just like that..." she sighs. "This is why I love girls. You're all such fast learners..."

You hear giggling and are reminded of your audience. It makes you feel self-conscious but also very hard and wet. You start to lick Carol more vigorously. When she cums it's with great fanfare, a lot of screaming and clutching at the chair. You wonder for a moment if she's trying to boost your ego. Carol gets out of the chair and Rachel sits down in her place.

"Nice to meet you," she says politely as she spreads her pussy lips with her fingers.

You smile and give her a quick lick, making her shiver.

You lick your lips and say, "Nice to meet you too."

Rachel isn't nearly as vocal as Carol. In fact, she barely makes a noise at all. When you get her to gasp or give a sharp exhale it's your only clue that you've found a good spot to concentrate on. Only her orgasm has much overt sound and movement to it. She moans and bites her lip while pulling you in closer and thrusting her hips to rub her clit against your lips and tongue. When she finishes she giggles and licks her lips while stroking your hair affectionately.

"My turn!"

Rachel is quickly shoved out of place by the tiny bouncing May. She gets into position and spreads her legs out to either side over the arms of the chair.

"I'm May," she says quickly. "And you are fucking hot! I don't know which I like more, your smoking body or that gloriously huge dick!"

"Um... thanks?" is all you can muster.

"Welcome!"

Then, without further ado, she grabs you by the hair and pulls your face into her very wet pussy. You get the feeling that all the build up that was necessary for Carol and Rachel isn't needed here. You immediately start to lick and suck her lips and clit passionately and get an immediate response.

"Oh, and she's good as licking pussy! Can I keep her? Please? Oh shit...! God, that's the spot! Keep going, keep going, don't stop..."

May chatterboxes her way through the entire brief session before exploding into a fit of thrashing and moaning. She then tackles you to the floor, climbing on top of you and rubbing her pussy along your shaft. You instantly forget everything else that's going on, the small audience surrounding you, and kiss her with **** hunger. May is pulled off of you seconds later.

"Oh, come on!" she whines. "Just a little taste?"

"Yeah..." you slur. "Just a taste?"

Carol chastises you both gently, "We have rules. You need to show you're here for everyone, not just yourself. This is especially important for you, Rebecca. You need to learn how to control whatever this is, even if just a little."

Barely registering the words you say, "Right, control, yes. Can we keep going?"

The feast of pussy (a flavor you're quickly learning to love) had distracted you before but your need now presses against your mind like a lead weight. You feel like your crotch will burn itself to cinders if you don't get relief for the fires burning there soon.

"I won't say no to that!" says Ruth who happily jumps into the chair while May pours in a corner.

Veronica, the taller of the two, stands next to the chair, holding Ruth's hand.

"If we'd known you'd say yes," says Veronica. "We'd have invited you sooner!"

You shrug and say, "If you'd asked me just a few weeks ago I'd be hesitant, to say the least. Now though..."

You focus as much as you can on Ruth's pussy. It's so pink and inviting with just a thin landing strip of soft hair above it. You're need pools into your thirst for her as you dive in. Ruth moans at your first contact, almost surprised by it. The whole time you eat her out she's kissing and being felt up by Veronica. Once Ruth orgasms they trade places, Veronica in the chair being serviced by the both of you. The whole time your newfound super-lust is successfully focused towards pleasing them both. But once Veronica stands up the hunger goes back to your loins, worse than ever.

"Are we done, yet?" you ask, panting.

Carol nods and starts to say something only to be pushed aside by May who once again throws you to the floor. Wasting no time, she impales herself more than halfway on your cock, making you both scream.

"It's even better than I imagined!" she sighs.

She braces herself on your legs, arms out behind her, and starts to slowly work her hips. Too slowly for your tastes. You grab hold of her hips and **** yourself the rest of the way inside of her. May wails at an even higher pitch than before, eyes rolling as you penetrate deeper into her small frame. You start moving your hips and May's in tandem, slamming her down onto your cock again and again.

"I'm fucking cumming!" she stammers mere moments after you begin.

But you don't stop. You don't even slow down. The thought of letting her rest never even occurs to you. All that matters is the warm embrace of her wet hole as you slide in and out of it. May raises herself up on her knees and holds her place while you pound into her from below. Despite being very talkative while you were eating her out she only let's out moans now. Except, that is, when she orgasms, which is two more times before you finally explode inside of her with one final thrust. May practically falls off of you and onto her back, still shaking and leaking cum from her pussy.

Rachel shakes her head and says, "You just HAD to be first."

May shakes her head and gasps, "No...Regrets..."

You regain your breath and sit up then freeze in sudden realization.

"Oh my god! I'm so sorry! I should have pulled out or worn a condom or something!"

"Relax," says Carol. "One of our new rules, since deciding to let you in, was we all have to take birth control."

You fall back to the floor and sigh, "Thank God."

"So..." Carol reaches out and strokes your still hard cock, making you twitch. "This time, you can fill me up all you want."

The rest of the night is spent introducing the rest of the girls to their newest member. It's only after you finish inside of Ruth, the last to go, that your cock finally runs out of energy. You all spend the rest of the night, well into the morning, just talking and watching movies like normal friends. Normal friends who hang out naked and smelling of sex. Despite the beauties that surround you your cock stays in its slumber the whole night through. For the first time since this thing started you don't feel compelled by your dick. Not that you can't still appreciate their loveliness in a less violent manner. The whole weekend is spent exploring new horizons and deepening your bonds. Ruth and Veronica, as it turns out, have been dating for some time now. However, they love sharing other girls with one another and generally believe that the more truly is the merrier. It's like starting your friendship all over again but with more humping.

A year flies by with your newly discovered sexual haven. While some days are difficult you mostly manage to get by without worry of any sort. You change your wardrobe a little and whenever you feel your urges coming on strong you remind yourself of all the fun you'll have if you save it up for your next "club" meeting. When that isn't enough your friends always find a way to sneak off with you for a quickie to take the edge off. High school comes to an end and with it there is change. Carol still keeps in touch but she's too busy showing new minds the wonders of sapphic depravity to come see you. Rachel moves out of state for college, though you still keep constant contact through social media. That left you, Ruth, Veronica, and May to forge ahead. You all get into the same college and get an apartment together. On the outside you're just a couple of college girls splitting your limited resources but really you're so much more. Ruth and Veronica confess that their feelings for you run far deeper than fuck-buddy. You happily accept their invitation to their unique relationship. May mostly just wants to fuck everybody's brains out and none of you are keen to turn her down. You've learned to let go of asking why this all happened to you and just enjoy your crazy but wonderful life. Except for one thing.

That sickly looking madman who attacked you. Who was he? Where did he go? Will he come back? These questions still haunt you at night. Thankfully, you have three dear friends and lovers to comfort you in the night.

One fine evening May has a proposal. She wants to see what your true limits are. Normally you all fuck until the three of them can't stand and you are satisfied. May wants to see if they can push you into the same semi-coma you routinely put them into. It starts with them lavishing your body in kisses and caresses, Ruth and Veronica doing their well practiced trick and licking your pussy and sucking your cock as a team. Next, they act as a relay team, each one accepting your shaft until they reach just before their limit then switching off. Meanwhile, the other two would find ways to push you over the edge from the sidelinrs. May is especially found of pounding your pussy or ass from behind with a strap-on while you fuck one of the other girls, claiming that it makes her feel like she's fucking you both with one giant dick. The problem with May's plan is that you only seem to be getting better at controlling yourself over time. And as appealing as hitting your list limit sounds you'd much rather push their limits by holding back and going on for as long as possible. After two hours Ruth and Veronica have given up and curl up to watch May give it her all in the final round. She starts by mounting you, her go to move when she wants to take charge. But within twenty minutes you have her bent over a couch and moaning incoherently. When she orgasms it looks more like a seizure. You finish on her back while she goes still. You check her breathing and find that she's just passed out from exhaustion. You check on the others and find them curled up against one another, fast asleep.

'Good thing it's spring break,' you think to yourself as you yawn and stretch. Even if you never hit your sexual endurance breaking point your body is still only human, if in great shape from all the physical activity the four of you go through. You decide to scarf down some left over chinese to ease the growling beast in your belly before giving May a snuggle buddy for her sex coma.

A sound gives you pause as you retrieve your food. The unmistakable sound of a slow clap, soft but easy to hear in the otherwise silent apartment. Trembling, you spin on your heels and find...

Not who you were expecting. A woman, not the madman, stands in front of a window which was not open a moment ago. The window of your sixth floor apartment. She wears simple clothes, jeans, a tank top, and a leather jacket, all tight against her well defined body. Her skin is as dark as night, her hair long and brown.

"Very impressive," she says with a smile. "They almost matched you."

"Who are you and what the hell are you doing here?" you demand, fearful for your companions, still asleep on couches not far from the intruder.

The stranger holds up her hands and says, "I come as a friend. And an observer. I needed to make sure you weren't holding those girls here against their will."

White hot anger boils up from your throat, "I would NEVER do that to them!"

"And I know that now. Which is good for both of us. But the reason I revealed myself was to give you some peace of mind."

Without explanation the woman sweeps her arms across her body like she's opening curtains. And in the air in front of her an oblong sphere of white light appears, blinding you for a moment.

"What the fuck?!"

She steps around the floating shape and beckons you closer. You nervously move up to the portal and see images on the other side. A dark cell with chains of golden light that bind the wrists and ankles of the man who once attacked you. You can only stare slack jawed in confusion.

"It took some time but he won't be bothering anyone anymore, thanks to you," the woman claims. "You won't remember the details but I'll make sure you remember to no longer be afraid."

You frown, "I won't remember?"

You turn and her lips catch yours. The next thing you remember is waking up with May wrapped around you. Man, last night was crazy! You kinda feel like you forgot something...Glancing around the apartment you spot it. You left the window open. Oh well. It's warm in here anyways. You fall back asleep and begin to dream of the night you were attacked. You've had this dream many times before and each time you wake up crying. But this time, for reasons you cannot deduce, it doesn't make you afraid anymore. It's like your attacker is a horror movie villain, not real, unable to hurt you.

And from that day forward, you know only peace and the love you have found in your strange, amazing new life.