You paint his freckles with your seed.

"Wait a sec-OOOOH!" You try to hold out, pulling James' plump, pouty off your cock, but it's too late. You feel the floodgates open and the pent up pleasure erupt in white hot, boiling bliss, coating the bashful boi's flushed, freckled face. He falls back, stunned, almost disappointed. He's won his prize, a life long fuck doll sissy ****. Daisy glares at you with hot hatred, but you see something else in her face for the first time since you fucked the fight out of her...hope. You can't have that, so you wipe your cock all over Daisy's face and hair, and toss some condoms from your back pocket in front of her. "Go put these on James so he can fuck your slutty ass."

She smirks sinisterly, but obediently crawls over to James and laps your sticky seed off his pretty boi face. You can tell James is tempted to kiss her back, to slurp up your infected cum and become a beautiful bimboi, but he resists the allure, apparently content with having his own fuck doll. James fumblingly tries to get the condom over his tiny, trembling cock, and Daisy eventually takes over for him and slides it over his cock. She coos, "Careful, big boi. You don't want to shoot your shot before you get started." She tosses you a knowing glance, and you glare back.

She continues to give you a smug, superior smirk, even as James scampers behind her and struggles to slide his slender shaft between her thicc cheeks and into her tight hole. She reaches back and helps him inside her and you hear him whimper and sigh as his hard cock is swallowed by her wet warmth. You can see the frustration flicker over Daisy's face as James' inexperienced thrusts and shallow penetration brings out her hot hunger, but doesn't fill it. Still, the smarmy smile remains. As if you should be the one embarrassed by all this.

Determined to wipe the smile off her face, you stretch her lips with your swelling shaft, filling her throat and muffling any would be words of disapproval. So what if you came a little early? All that matters is who ended up catching the cum, and it wasn't you...it would never be...will never be you. You look down and see Daisy's cheeks sunken as she obediently sucks your sissy shaft, but her eyes are still smiling snarkily. You'll show her, you'll fuck her throat so raw that she begs for the balm of your creamy cum.

At least, that was the plan before she snuck a hand up and lightly squeezed one of your swollen nipples. "Wait...WHIMPER that's not...fa-EEEEEEE!" You let out a decidedly unmasculine wail as your hips buck of their own accord and you fill her throat with shameful spurts. James gives you a look of surprise and disappointment as he continues to plow Daisy's cunt long after you've dribbled your last drop.

You look down at Daisy with disgust. She must have planned this somehow, getting you to lower your guard and striking you when you least expected. You could try to pay her back now, but the shame of her surprise attack has left your cock shriveling in surrender. You lick your lips, imagining all the ways you'll pay her back when she gets back to the dorm. She licks her lips back and cries out, "Yes, fuck me harder James! Finally I have a real man pounding my culo!"

You look on in shock as she rolls her hips and grinds her ass back against him, fucking herself hard enough to milk out spiteful spurts from her sissy clit. "FUCKFUCKFUCKFUUUUUUCK!" James cries out and crumples backwards, no doubt feeling like quite the stud after cucking you in front of your own sissy. You sneer, imagining all sorts of deviant delights you will debase him with after turning him out too.

You pull your cum covered clit back in your jean shorts and growl at Daisy, "Get your dress back on, slut. The party's over and you are going to get punished when we get home." She slides into her dress like a snake, only with an even colder smile. She is still plotting something, you can feel it like an ice pick digging in your stomach. No matter, you broke the bitch once and you can do it again.

You grab Daisy's wrist and drag her out of the room, leaving James to recover from his fuck fog. The moment you step out of the bedroom door you hear a cacophonous roar of applause from what sounds like the entire party. You feel the ice pick dig deeper, and then twist.