The Mary-Sue of Maryland: Ascension?

*Tingle*

Cameron’s lips popped open, tip of soaked tongue running across his top gums, mind pondering this sensation. Looking his wide, emerald eyes down, his brow furrowed as his hands slowly, delicately descended down his body.

His fingertips paused at his obscenely bulging nipples. Brown, aroused areolas were sprinkled with tickling bumps as the main teat rose above, the oversized nozzle actually dwarfing his pinkie finger in girth. He pulled on it, almost out of helpless obligation at this point, and shuddered. His entire chest sparkled with arousal, his eyes closing momentarily to imagine lips suckled around, tongue dancing round the tip with a flick.

However, this wasn’t the source of his tingle, so he continued his hands descent.

Gulping, his lips remained gaped, moist and panting as his palms rubbed down his stomach, such a soft belly which had lost it’s even its subtle love handle throughout the changes he’d been receiving, and arrived at his pubis. Without hair, like the rest of his body now, he felt around the area with the tips of his finger for a bit. It felt different to rub there now, hard to explain how exactly, but now there was this lingering tingle which stretched from the far side of his hipbone right to the tip of his cock.

Continuing to draw in cooling air in his steaming mouth, he gripped the base of his shaft, much like a steeled weapon, and slowly inched those soft fingertips up the twitching length. He could feel every little drop of his misty, voluminous boy batter squeeze up his cock and onto the floor in the form of pre-cum. It was a heavenly sensation, his cock never feeling hotter nor better than it did right now. Every little spasm made his toes curl, butt clench and tongue hang out dripping as he crawled his hand to the top. Finally, his fingers brushed the border of his glans, surely a good ten-inches from the base of his crotch, and his palm was already damp with his seed.

He could have easily jerked himself off to completion, snapping one hand back to his nipples as he rode the current of pleasure like a branch in the rapids, wildly thrashing and crying out at the rough delight. However, the gratification would have to wait, as this exotic tingle was coming even below that, so his hands, with difficulty, pulled off that mandarin orange of a cock-head, and moved down its underside.

Had his balls ever felt this good to fondle? Before, they were merely the bouncing sperm bubbly which flapped wildly while he fapped, but now he knew that something was different. Feeling his testes through the taut skin of his swollen sack, a sack that now fully filled his flattened palm and fingers, he felt the kiwis floating around a whole party-bowl of chunky pudding, slowly rubbing the sides and he gasped a sharp breath. It felt even grander than a gentle twist to the nipple, a whole vibration of nerves which reverberated out all the way to his tightened butt. Greedily, he massaged his thumb around its surface, cock roaring an extra thick plop out from its slit, right onto his toe in a large spoonful.

Yet, this wasn’t the new sensation puzzling his mind. It was starting to become obvious what it might be, but he still held out hope that things hadn’t gotten quite that insane yet. He reached his hands behind him and cupped a buttcheek in each palm. Was that round, perfect orbular mass all him? He remembered getting so turned on when he saw this kind of butt in a short skirt or leggings, but now it was him with the extra wiggle in the trunk. His left palm gave a light spank, the fleeting ripple was so erotically gratifying to watch.

At last, he had a booty, a sexy one at that.

Slowly, he grabbed a chunk of his fleshy behind in both hands, his generous behind pooling between his fingers, and parted its grand crack. Immediately, he felt his hole contract and quiver, cool air quickly wisping by as he bit his lower lip. His right index finger probed at his ass and he felt his cheeks tense around it. Before, he wasn’t much of an anal-player, but he still was rather sure that this wasn’t how an ass was exactly supposed to feel. Pushing deeper inside, he shuddered as the entire area around his hips tingled in a dull explosion of satisfaction. It was wet inside too, his insides for some reason pre-lubed, a detail Nelda had noted before, but it seemed somehow even more moist and deliciously stretchy than even before.

One finger, two finger, all five, his fist, he couldn’t believe how much of himself he could fit inside, mind nearing a cliff of insanity as he started to buck from fisting himself, but alas, the tingle was neither his balls nor his ass.

Refusing to pull his hand free from the pleasure of anal stretching, he returned his left hand to the front, fingers brushing past his cock and heavy balls to probe what should surely lie between, only to find what he feared.

Where his perineum should have been stretching, it was cut short. His gooch instead only got an inch or two from where his fingers were probing before it was interrupted by what he was sure, without even seeing, was a vulva. The outer lips of maybe the juiciest peach, the edge of his finger brushing against its slick exterior, and his knees buckled wildly.

“Cam?” Nelda’s slick, sizeable silicone shlong popped from between the sexy sandwiched stewardesses as she spotted Cam’s strange, slow sampling of his body. “You okay there? You’ve been really… quiet for the last little bit.”

”What!?” His hands flew up, dripping in what could only be called the body’s natural lube and looking about as blushed and guilty as a pervert could. “I-I-”

”Oh, Cameroooon.” Majory cooed in a way which made his name sound more like a country than a person. “I see your enormous rooster is rather arouzed. I’m quite literally paid to pleaze you, so tell me what I can do!” She parted those pink lower lips, fruit-like and dripping, and self-shlicked her clit professionally for her client.

“What we can do, Mr. Vinogradov! Do not be shy.” Added Mingmei on top, the redheaded Asian’s chest wiggling to smoosh her big bare tits into Majory’s bigger pair, making his cock burst out another messy splurt to the ground.

But that wasn’t the only thing which was excitedly splurting, a new sensation of delicate trickling travelling down the inside of his thigh.

“A-Actually,” his hands waved in front of him, lust drunk face doing its best to smile and look uninterested, “I-I’ll pass!” His eyes darted around the room for his underwear or shorts, hoping to cover this all up. Yeah, he wanted Majory’s hot cunt riding his dick, but he couldn’t fuck now! Inwardly he was screaming a bit, as turning cuter was one thing, but this change literally added new genitalia now, meaning he was surely officially hermaphroditic. A new sex. Of course, he was curious how the other side lived, finding himself horny in an all new way which demanded touching and probing inside him, but now wasn’t the time, especially with these three hyper-aroused ladies who wanted to ravish him as much as he did them. “S-So what’s, like, the dinner menu today? I’m hungry and-”

”Alright, what’s up?” Nelda sighed, taking another sip of tea from her cup before shaking her head. “You’ve been acting weird since we got on the plane.”

He looked under a table for some kind of garment, even the stewardesses discarded soaked panties would do in this situation. “My sister literally has become a being with god-like powers and was communicating with me, making me see things from her eyes in a hell of a change of perspectives.” Sometimes the truth really was the best excuse.

“Yeah, okay but,” Nelda’s eyes rolled along with her wrist, “I meant besides that. You’re acting like you’ve got a secret or something.” Her smirk hooked, eyes narrowing behind those thick rimmed glasses, ever glaring forward.

Did she know? He gulped, thighs tightening as his eyes fell to ‘Chappy’, her impressive strap-on. Was it always so big? And thick? How did they ever even make a sex-toy so irresponsibly long and fat? “J-Jut hungry, that’s all.” His eyes looked to the side, anywhere which didn’t have him staring dead on that mile of artificial fuckmeat which dripped in fresh pussy juice and raspberry lube.

“Majory?” Nelda snapped her fingers. “Go relax my boyfriend a bit. I want him good and fluffed before I show off how stretchy he can be.” He’d never seen this side of Nelda before. Before she seemed so afloat in her own land, but her arousal seemed to bring out a pinpointed monomania, one which pulled her shoulders back with the aggression of a business woman rather than an aimless hipster. She clearly demanded servility to her hungry libido, a hunter’s eyes on all the pieces of meat in the room which she’d completely gobble up before this flight was over.

”O-Oh god.” He gulped, noting that surely she would notice plump and quivering pussy lips if she was aiming for his butthole. He watched as the blonde-bobbed Française slipped her sweaty bod from her equally perspirated partner and rose to her feet. He felt that new tingly only get stronger as she seductively placed one set of gorgeously red painted toenails in front of the other, the tight French bell which was her booty ringing throughout the cabin. He gulped. “A-Any d-dinner specials today?”

”Surrrree, big boy.” She purred as she pressed her body fully into his, her lifted thigh fully into his hip, his cock pressed between from her slit all the way passed his bellybutton, tits pressed tight to pool the flesh up to nearly their chins. “We can start withz a double plât succulent of white breazts, drizzled in salty cream sauce, followed by a helping of fat, seazoned tongue circling upon a pillar of man meat stuffed in some French whore’z mouthz.” Leaning in ever closer, she flapped his earlobe twice, ringing a champagne blast of nerves all the way to the base of his spine. “And for deszert? How about a gushing fresh fig which, how you say,” the most of erotic of giggles, “is stuffed withz cream?”

“Nnnnn…” He bit his tongue as she started to place such delicate kisses upon his cheek, his eyes over to Nelda in a hope she might not be okay with this, but instead she was just pinching her nipple the whole time, giving a thumbs up with her tea hand before taking a sip.

“Fuck him…” She growled out, before lapping some dripping brownish tea from her lip. “I want to watch his enhanced body in action.”

Without any chance to resist, Majory pressed both hands into his soft chest and pushed him with relative ease to the couch. He flopped his butt down, but quickly tightened his legs together to hide his recently-grown-and-aroused shame. His full balls got in the way though, so he made his adjustment the best he could, but only could get them so closed, still feeling his aroused lips on the cool leather like he was sitting on a icicle. No wonder why girls always worried where they were sitting!

“Still zo tense, mon canon!” Posing gloriously in her nudeness, she placed one of those ever so fit thighs right beside his head and gyrated her dripping sex closer and closer to his bobbing cock, having not soften for a second since coming out of the bathroom. That promised fig was pressed against his cockhead, already well lubed but his cock was gentlemanly enough to supply its own, burping upon it an extra helping to slide it in with an easy pop.

“O-Oh damn.” Even with all the sexual circus his life had become, this was still the first time his cock was inside a part of a woman besides her mouth. It was definitely different, but in a new, fantastic, better way. Squeezing his glans and the top of his shaft, he journeyed up into her, every inch so slow and moist and tight and warm and every other good adjective that a dick should be feeling. Then he just heard pure poetry from her dirty french lips.

“Mon Dieu.” She gave a shallow gasp, barely a scoop of oxygen coming in those lungs before she shuddered it out with a gurgle. “This must be..Oh… This has to be the biggest dick in ze world!” Her hands slithered up her side, finger climbing her ribs, smashing her wobbly breasts, up her blushed cheeks before pulling at her sharp blonde mane. “It feelz as if it is running up my spine to my brain!” She **** another slow inch into her, repositioning her legs so those tits were right into his slobbering mug.

He couldn’t help but smirk under that pile of succulent tit smushed to his face. She was so wrong naturally, as this woman would only truly lose her mind if she saw Lily’s goddess form, but as she slunk down his cum pole, his ego was properly stroked. He was indeed a huge-cocked being by any normal standards, and like Lily’s impressive log, he was pressing inside her surprisingly tight pussy with ease, her legs spreading slightly with every half-inch.

He just wanted her to give a good ride after all.

Her knees surrounded his bunched-together legs tightly, hitting some kind of limit within her as he could actually see the slight outline of himself in her. He wasn’t even all the way in, in fact, hardly half-way, but, as he wanted, she seemed more than satisfied with the progress so far.

“Fat… Oh such a fat COCK!” She gurgled between grunts, hands slapping down to his bare shoulders, fingers digging into his neck as she shuddered and sat. He instinctively fired both hands back, smacking a two handed spank to her tight butt, kneading hard at her firm glutes which tensed like stones of Notre Dame. He thrust further still, and there was an oceanic squirt which erupted from within those two lips, steaming juices which dribbled on his balls. A scream rattled his ear drum. “Oh yes, sir!”

That cry made him feel down right confident, feeling like he had some control in his pleasure for the first time in who knows how long. In tandem, he pressed up on her ass, and she followed promptly by pushing on his shoulders, but the industrial-sized pistoning started with a delicate bounce and avalanched from there.

Her inner walls squeezed every inch taken and given his manhood, his cock sating as it would hit a spongy limit, then slide back ever so much in moistness which massaged his glans so gloriously. There was already quite the copious amount of cum leaking out, a dribble upon his balls as her grunts got less coherent.

“Putain de merde. J’crois pas… Simplement- OH FUCK!” Another gulp captured her as he started tonguing her tits so served right to his face, a tongue right up her deep cleavage line before leaning back to give firm, teasing laps at her nipples. Her hips twisted on him, new pleasures shocking her before he nipped on her other nipple.

Majory’s nails gave a little scratch at the tip of his spine, but he didn’t mind as his lust only was more consumed by this storm pounding on his meat plane. He chewed on his lower lip as he imagined Mingmei getting in on this. Maybe licking his balls or using her hand to jerk at the remaining shaft unable to fit inside Majory.

“Oooo..” He suddenly grunted, as Mingmei suddenly proved that she was hardly content to merely watch all this, having crawled over and now lapping at those heavy and exposed balls, hand resting against the steel of his shaft.

“Holy fuck, this is hot.” She panted hot breath upon him, feeling even that upon his testicles in great detail as she petted and licked his cum factories. “So huge… God, you put any man I’ve seen to shame! I-I just want to serve your every will! For you to make love to me!” She foolishly tried to actually swallow one of the nuts, too big to even get past her teeth, but her attempt made him wildly squirm. “Plus, you’re so cute, almost girly, and that weirdly it makes it all that hotter!”

Cameron had heard that comment well enough, but continued his furious pumping. He was too horny to even think straight anymore. It actually turned him on more to hear that though, not exactly taking the time to process consequences of such development, but merely creating the most hyper-sexualized results which made his mind explode into fireworks of arousal which made him edge on cumming.

How hot would it be if he could wear dresses and sexy stuff and actually pass? He had the eyes, the lips, the soft chest, the hips, why couldn’t he? He was always ignored where ever he went, even without his sister bouncing by, but now he was looking hot. He could probably club with such an outfit, flirt with hotties in flirtier dresses and even tease men with poses. Did he want to do this all the time? Probably not, as he was pretty sure he wasn’t into men still, but the options greatly excited him!

Wait, was he genderfluid? Probably, but the important thing was that he was getting laid!

As he had Majory bouncing and Mingmei getting her tongue lower and lower on his balls, he felt his eyes roll back, fantasizing deeper into this newly discovered sense of liberation from anxiety and inadequacy from sex. Climax was coming soon, and he was sure it was going to be his most triumphant yet.

“Ooo!” Mingmei’s fingers retreated. “And what is this?!”

Shit! Pussy. Nelda. Chappy! How had he already forgotten? Well, he knew the answer was Majory’s sweet-as-crème-brûlée pussy, but even he was surprised at how quick he was distracted and consumed by fucking it. He wouldn’t mind Mingmei gently playing with his pussy, but once Nelda found out, he wasn’t so sure she’d share such delicacy.

He tried to pull out. “I-I need to-”

Yet his attempted escape was foiled by the increase poundage on his fat pud by an absolutely possessed Majory, her eyes burning and lips gaping as her tongue wildly flopped. He wasn’t even sure she knew her name anymore. “Je vole! Je perds conscience, mais j’adore, j’adore, J’ADORE!” She clearly had little care how much her nails were digging into his neck.

He needed to escape, to lose these ladies lest they find out that he also shared the same dripping horny lips as they did. But it was too late, his feet strumming, whole body contracting into itself like never before. He was seriously worried he’d turn into a peanut as he felt as if he was cumming out all the liquid in his body.

*Slop-Slop-Shlop*

Majory did an admirable job staying on top for the first few seconds, crying something he was rather sure wasn’t even French anymore before toppling over to the side, fig too cream stuffed for even her to handle as he now fired into the air. He couldn’t believe it, but his blurry eyes made out how his cum-cannon was volleying to the cabin’s ceiling at this point, splattering it like stalactites and instantly staining it with musky boy-stench.

It fired and fired, brain surely neglected with blood as his turgidly red member fired away. He groaned, all women gasping as his virility, feeling drums pound in his ears, not even seeing straight. Rather easily, he felt himself turned over due to Nelda’s hands, firing those remaining, powerful loads into the crack of the couch, cock glans drowning into his hot, bubbling torrents which trickled down into the indents of this white leather segment. Finally, his cock stopped firing, reduced to mere trickling into his enormous cum pile, head resting on the cushion as hearing slowly returned to his ears.

“Holy shit, that is a pussy!” He heard Mingmei squeak out as his booty was sticking out, Nelda rubbing down finger his back.

His eyes went wide, feeling too weak and drained from his cum-eruption to actually do anything as Nelda was heard chuckling from behind. “Knew it! It was only a matter of time before he got this hot.” He moaned as she parted his booty to get a better look at what were surely exposed and juicy lips. “I wonder if it’s as tight and stretchy as his ass?”

A high-pitched gasp escaped his lips as he felt what was surely Nelda’s cold two fingers. It was hard to explain this foreign pleasure rocking him, but the sensation was striking as night and day, like tasting the most delicious of ice-creams before having your maw shoved with tasty, steaming pie of a thousand fruits. Both good, but explosively jarring sensations, and he was biting his lip all over again.

“It’s tight but…” Nelda gave a horny gasp, showing off her boyfriend’s pussy with great delight as he shivered at her attempts to stretch him. “I can fit more in.” Her flattened fingers all entered in, four digits probing his new virginity to stretch him like a professional. Her fingers began to dance inside him. “I could probably fist him…”

”P-Please don’t…” He managed to squeak, legs quaking in his **** arousal as he felt stuck to the plushy carpet. It was pointless though, as Nelda experimented further, tensing her hand and stretching him further, making him feel like a mitt as his mind spin. Was the pleasure being heightened by the fact that he was in a lasting afterglow? Or did pussies just feel this fantastic when being stuffed? If it was the latter, then it was mind-boggling why he wouldn’t be just begging to fucked constantly from now. Frankly, he felt addicted.

“And he’s still hard?!” Mingmei’s tone wasn’t merely surprise, it was hypnotized in awe, fingertips dancing down the aroused shaft. “What kind of **** o-or surgery do you rich people have that does this?” His balls were inflating and getting heavier again as he proved a near endless production of seminal batter.

”It’s a secret.” Nelda slowly put her fist even deeper in him, making him start to **** on his own spit. “Just know that he’s extremely adaptable and loves every second of it.” As if he couldn’t be stretched anymore, he felt two fingers extend out from her palm and tickle deeper inside him, lightning rushing down his legs.

The warmth filled his body, striking down his afterglow with renewed arousal. Sure his cock was twitching, but he indeed love experimenting with his girlfriends fingers jogging upon what felt like end of his love tunnel. It felt, somehow, like a handjob being done on the inside of him, and every second he thought it couldn’t more mind-numbing, another shiver would travel up his spine, a splatter of spit dribbling down his giggling chin.

“So kinky…” Mingmei, certainly no greenhorn around sex, gave a youthful, whimsical gasp as continued to watch his cock twitch and wobble between the legs, almost a third, vascular leg.

“You haven’t seen anything yet.” She promised as she continued to pose her drooling boyfriend away, the boy temporarily mind-broke as she used her other hand to grip around the base of his penis and actually pull it back. He gasped and his neck spasmed, not even knowing he wanted it to happen until this very moment of pure bliss. “Stick your finger here.”

Where? He merely shuddered in anticipation, wondering where she was going until he nearly choked on his tongue. That little finger went up his dick. Not even a little probe but straight up it. The image made him wince, but after the initial shock, he allowed his muscles to slightly relax.

It actually felt amazing, a whole new dimension of sex thanks to his seemingly super stretchy body. His body started an intense squirm as Mingmei started to experiment, wiggling her finger a bit, and sticking her face right into his scrotum to rub her cheeks right into his nuts like strawberry fields. “Mmmm..” She moaned muffled into him. “Smells musky… manly… but so soft.”

“Mmm, that was quite the flight…” Majory was up again, a wet constant plop coming from her stuffed fig as she crawled over to Cameron’s spread position on the couch. She rested her hands on his back and petted his petite lower back before noticing that butt. “Oh my, what a cul you have…” She smacked it playfully like a kitten’s paw on yarn, lightly giggling before massaging it.

There was a slight part of him, the part which desired greedy pleasure, which wanted her to start stretching her ass, wanting to know the sensation of being so stuffed. But he kept his lips wet and moaning, not know how to ask.

“I wonder if you are az much az a, how to say, butt-slut as you look…” And with that, her fingers started to dive in too, her entire fist up in him before he knew it.

“Y-Yesssss…” He moaned out before he could even think, actually feeling her fingers rubbing against his dick from inside.

“Enough foreplay.” Nelda’s tone stabbed through as she slowly removed her fist with quite the audible pop and suddenly a sick slicking started to echo. “I want fuck my boyfriend…”

He squealed upon hearing this. It made him immediately blush a bit from his reaction, but it was his honest emotional instinct at the moment. So much damned anticipation and now it was his time to submit to ‘Chappy’. He gulped and nodded. “I-I’m r-rea-DEEEEEEEE!”

Nelda waited for no man though, she roughly smashed her tower of silicone against his juicy entrance and he felt his whole body lurch forward, face almost smashing against the oval window of the plane as she tried with all her might to fit. However, he gulped after her third thrust, coming to a worrisome thought. Was she too big? Even he surely had his limits, and Chappy was quite the phallus to lose one’s vaginal virginity to.

“You tight slut.” She roared, gripping his hips and bending her prided pinkish prick against his newly minted muff. “You’re being rude to Chappy! Welcome her in!”

“I-I C-Can’t..” He gulped back. “I-I’m try- WOoooaaah!” His hands suddenly spread out on the couch, legs parting almost to do the splits before he felt as if the whole plane he was in was stuffed into him. It wasn’t slight either, as within two seconds he felt Nelda’s hips bounced upon his ass, his jaw dropped the second he heard the clap of their bodies smashing. Now he was stuffed in the front, middle and end and he was losing his mind!

“Ooo yeah, take my hot, silicock, my young padawan! I’ll make you a Chappy-fan yet!” Her grip became downright terrifying as her thumbs dug into his fleshy ass, fingers coiling around his hipbones in seeming desperation as she made short, shallow thrusts, intent on making them both feel how deep she could get. Of course, this only caused Majory’s fisting hand to slip in farther to new realms of pleasure.

“Oh fuck. Oh fuck. Oh fuck.” His mantra repeated as he closed his eyes, lowered his head, imagining how it must have looked from Nelda’s perspective. His booty probably looked so tempting, wobbling like a mold of pudding, how could she resist spanking it?”

*SPANK*

“Oh yeah!” He moaned back, loving how she got him almost too much. Yeah, he was stretched, looking down, he could see that the outline, almost the colour, of her strap-on probing impossibly to his bellybutton, but it was a glorious feeling. As his entire body wobbled under her savage, imprecise stabbing of his most sensitive of holes, he felt as if every nerve on his body was giving an orgasmic pop, his sense of hearing fading as it was replaced with the most furious of heart pumps.

His knees rested to the couch now, too weak to stand on his own, but Nelda only increased the poundage on his behind. His eyes picked up on the enraptured Mingmei fondling his cock all the while between his legs and Nelda’s, finger still up there, but now using her right hand to furious milk him, but giving no outlet for his sperm factories’ vicious output.

“Oh, Cam… I want you say how much you love being stuffed like this.” Nelda suddenly reached out and pulled at his hair, yanking his head back above the shoulders. “I want you to admit you have pussy and are loving it!”

“Yes!” He squeaked out, all his profound emotions emitting on that syllable. He did love her inside him. How rough she was, how dominant she could be. He didn’t have to say another word before she gave his hair another yank, hips pressed together as he swore he felt that latest thrust on his frontal lobe. “I have a pussy and I looove it!”

There was a sudden contraction, feeling his body explode into blissful numbness as a great building pressure swallowed him up whole. His mouth bit into the material on the couch as he felt himself started to contract around Nelda, a sensation which almost felt himself being sucked up by the massive artificial-meat. His holes were contracting, and he could suddenly feel every contour of Chappy, Majory’s hand and Mingmei’s finger in vivid detail.

Yet there was no squirt, no blast from his cock, no afterglow. Instead, he suddenly felt very bottom heavy, as Mingmei started her stutter. “O-Oh I’m sorry! I-I felt something trying to get up b-but I kept my finger there and-”

”W-What?” He tried to look down, but Nelda yanked his hair again, this time so hard he swore she had pulled some out.

“Oh that’s fine dear.” He suddenly was all too aware of a certain sloshing sensation, a hand massaging at his sack, a sack which was bloating not full but positively bursting like a full balloon. “It only makes sense when it had nowhere to go. In fact…” There was a nip on his butt before Nelda **** Majory’s fist free from his ass, a cold gust suddenly filling his insides as he gaped before nearly magically he tightened back up completely. “I’m curious to see how big we can make it!”

Body numb and weak, but sexual organs burning hot, he felt himself stew in this haze of horniness, a weird state of being where his body was tired like after a good orgasm but still on the fritz with mad arousal. It was in a way, the worst of both worlds, but as his body was continued to be fucked, he couldn’t really concentrate on anything but his deeply red, almost purple dick.

Another yank on his hair, and he felt it tumble over his face. At first, he thought it was this insane sensation rocking his body, mind playing tricks on him, but it truly was happening as he parted his new dark hair over his eyes. He was in shock, but the ladies weren’t done with him, flipping him over so he was sitting right in his own still sizzling cum on the couch.

“Zut Alors!” Majory gave a little gasp before playing with the hair on Cameron’s head. “Your hair is zo long now! Nearly to your shoulders! But it is so dark and luxurious! A truly raven goddess!” She then stuck her fisting thumb into his mouth, and he started to suck. He knew he was tasting his own juicy ass upon her, but it weirdly tasted delicious, like a toasted french-vanilla or something.

Mingmei was still in his dick, but lewdly now had her tongue diving down now, wiggling down the foreskin, his toes feeling about to pop off from the sensation making him shake. She popped her lips up for a second, hand jamming like made on his glans. “Seriously, what pills do this to you!?” Her almond eyes nearly popped out as she went back to slurping down the nearly constant splatter plopping from his cock from his overstuffed balls. She gulped down a incredibly full mouthful, a second with his cockhead was like the cum-load for the week for most guys. “I-I want some!” Her tongue went back down, denying him further orgasms until Nelda finished whatever she was planning.

Actually, where was she? He felt on overly perky edge as he was continually denied his proper orgasm, even a rogue brush of his oversized nipples causing him to inflate his balls further.

“Oh lookie, Mingmei!” The excited French accent alerted his eyes up, and he was gaping once again. “La Chappy has children!”

The blonde squeaked as she first bounced her round hips over to pick up a bright red strap-on, one which was much more reasonably sized than the mother, but still a rather impressive silicone specimen, then wiggled a dark blue dildo into her other hands.

“I thought we might want to bring some friends.” Nelda had her hands on her hips, the mother-of-all pink strap-ons bobbing and smacking him right on the cheek. “Turns out I was 100% right about that.” She pointed down at her shaft, and smirked.

Like any good boyfriend with long hair, soft delicate body and gushing vagina, he sucked on her without a comment, his lips, unsurprisingly, easily popping around her girth. Was he really going to be the object of these three hot ladies’ lust? It made him excited.

Really excited.

“For moi?” Mingmei excitedly smiled back, looking at the blue strap-on she was about to use, when she suddenly realized her mistake.

“Oh… Oh! OH! FUCKING OH!” The build up on his orgasm was insane. It felt like his balls were falling before being positively squeezed and juiced for all they were worth.

*SPLAT-SPLAT-SPLAT*

Speeding balls of cum flew out like siege warfare, leaving all three girls absolutely shocked and gaping until each one were positively splattered full of his cream sauce. Shotgun blast after cum blast, he was shaking possessed as he surely fired out all of his stored up sauce, his juices, and every drop of liquid. Probably even his soul launched out with it as his head lobbed back, lips popping free of the strap-on as he saw Nelda’s face grew dark.

“Ugh!” She grabbed the first blanket she saw to wipe her face and shield herself from the coming volleys. “I hate facials!” Her tongue stuck out as she ran her tongue against it. “I-I have to clean myself off…”

However, Cameron didn’t really hear any of that, hearing only his hot heart beat as he continued to bathe the stewardesses in his boy-essence, these ladies much more appreciative of his seed. Majory was on her knees with Mingmei now, kissing her colleague, tongues swirling outside the mouth as they were coated with white salty cream sauce from head to toe.

Though there was no official way to tell, his best estimation was that was five solid minutes of an orgasm and his mind felt almost tired of sex for a moment before he shook his head. For a second, he saw his cock actually bend limp, not completely soft and flaccid, but a mere bob until he touched the underside.

Like a shock from static, his arousal returned with a vigour, his cock slopping back to incredible firmness to tower over both of these cum-basted women. They all panted silently for a moment, looking at each other with confused but satisfied looks before Cameron grinned.

Hyper-aroused and wanting to pound my body like horny frat-boys

He focused that thought towards them and then had his body crawl to the carpet, sating how his hands and knees squished on the soaked carpet. They seemed a little shocked at first, but after a couple of seconds, they had a renewed vigour to their eyes, looking aggressively horny.

Mingmei had her strap-on faster than a seatbelt before a crash and smashed his pretty little throat, moaning. “Yeah… I want those pretty lips on my dick!”

Majory cooed, rubbing her dick between his ass and soaked pussy. “What hole do I want to pound?!”

Cameron knew it was going to be a fun next few hours, body malleable and other minds wanting to submit to his arousal. He just couldn’t wait until Nelda came out and made this pleasure pounding complete!

“Ugh.. gross…” Nelda mumbled as she ran the warm water over her face to clean off the thick mask from her hair and face, doing a pretty good job of getting it off her skin but knowing that Cam truly had sprayed himself everywhere.

She dropped Chappy to the floor to ensure she hadn’t missed any spots, as even somehow she had gotten some up between her buttcheeks somehow despite him facing the other direction. Still, she laughed the second she noted she was clean.

Thinking back on today, she realized that she had definitely made the right decision by taking interest in Cameron’s life. The most exciting thing she could have imagined doing today was maybe burning down an abandoned warehouse or doing some shoplifting therapy, but instead she had found the perfect partner.

Since she was young, Nelda knew that was neither straight nor gay but simply weird, having more of an attraction for those who identified themselves as ‘daringly different’ than any frustrating ‘normie’. She felt now that her patience had paid off and the sexiest being was in her grasp.

However, there was still the task of figuring out why Cameron was like this, so specially sexy and constantly adapting. That’s why she was so eager to come to Ukraine with him after all, to figure out his origins. After she figured that out, she could reasonably ‘expand’ her operations, as one Cam was cool, but why stop there? She was never one much for monogamy after all, so why should she suppress her harem urges with only one?

Just thinking of it made her crotch sizzle with delight, rubbing the outline of her vulva. Her delicate fingers started to massage her budding clit, the thing burning with arousal as her strange fantasies grew. She hoped that Cameron wouldn’t mind sharing her with one or two or a dozen other little mates like himself, as she was too much mistress for one boy to handle she felt.

After all, she wasn’t some odd hipster girl merely here to change his life, she had her own motivations for being with him. He wasn’t much for personality, but his history was so interesting and his adaptability so hot! She started two fingers on her throbbing clit as she started to massage her nipple, gasping in the mirror.

Yeah, though she had no idea how it worked, maybe they’d have more of that green-rock stuff which Lily was apparently drinking, and she’d get her hands on it. She of course, would drink five times the stuff Lily ever did, just to make sure Cameron would stop obsessing about his little sister and start worshipping a more deserving goddess.

She bit her lower lip, imagining how her body would rise above the city, shaping the world as she pleased with a harem of Cams. He was just so cute and fuckable, she needed to make more right away! That way, she could use Chappy endlessly, endlessly in a field of adorable Cams who’d beg to be fucked by her endless power.

Fuck, if only her cock was real.

*SQUIRT-FLESSSSCH*

Without another though, out from her clit was popped a very Lily-looking phallus, a retractable fuck-stick which though tiny by her standards, still was an impressive nine-inches. “IIIIInteresting!” She shuddered as she immediately started stroking it, a woman like Nelda never the one to question when a good, strange thing happened and merely rolled with it.

She mumbled and groaned as she jerked it faster. Dicks felt great. Dicks felt awesome. Dicks felt powerful. She gulped as her mind calculated where this came from. Cameron was apparently normal until he drank his sister’s cum, so perhaps by him getting a blast, she would change too? She chuckled as her fist became a blur on her shaft.

Things were about to get real fun, real fast.