Chapter 1.   Intro to the Cock and Balls one OH one

A full narated catfight fetish story.

Below is the full descriptive story text for your enjoyment... 

Susan’s first Fuck Fight

Susan and Jacky were two of the prettiest Hard core Lesbians in CatFight City.

They loved their jobs as much as they loved sharing their sexy semi-private social life.

Both worked at the local Thorium Generating Plant. They were BOT Repair Programming Techs.  They first met each other way back in the day, when they were at Tech College at a distant Galaxi Outpost.

The Trade School itself was hard to get into, and had a lot of very competitive sharp minds that often got into entanglements.  Such as the famous catball Sue and Jack got into, in a pile of slippery goo, just outside the college, the day after they graduated.

The slippery mix of whatever they were fighting in that evening, immediately took their grapple contest to the ground, where it stayed for the next 10 minutes of the girl fight.

Their fav cat fighting costume as a result, was your basic collegiate shirt and tie and pleated mini.  That was what their very first real catfight dress was.  They were a real crowd pleaser at their Grad Party.  Getting all ripped up and dirty, like a pair of battling rolling tomcats.

Nobody broke them up, and by the end of their fight their clit on clit stimulation gave them multiple angry orgasms. Hence they went from clawing to pawing a few minutes after they were pulled apart by the security bots. 

The whole ground tangling cat fight only lasted about ten minutes, but felt like 10 hours to the two little deviant tech geniuses. Oddly enough the Two Power companies that were both run by lovers of the catfight fetish got into a bidding war to draft them into their apprenticeship program.

Instead of becoming enemies, the girls joined hands, sort a speak, and skipped down the flowery path to the sapphic love garden of crotch tangled classic girl fights, cat balling and of course tribadism and sex fighting. Which included a very lucrative pay per view channel they had hooked into, complete with POV body to body hook ups, for the lucky patrons with a sense of the voyeur in them, and an XRB credit card to go with it. 

This new, latest and greatest futanari fight deal would be a real giant cherry on top, for the girl’s sexual sexy adventures, making them even more popular on the PPV circuit. They got paid nearly ten times as much doing this, than with their Tech day job.

Like most of the female majority on Planet Arth, they enjoyed a good rules catfight.

Recently though they had become interested in futa fights. They would wrestle each other, and other hot lesbians at the local fight club by sucking down a nano bot clit cock pill, then get into some serious giant clit cock-fighting. 

The prime full male balls and all attachment had gone on sale. 

Which was why Jacky came charging home, as happy as a clam, with a bogo surprise for both her and Susan. 

Looky looky my little cum twat, giggled Jacky, while whipping up her pleated

Mini skirt and showing off her placid cock and balls rig to Susan. 

I got you one two sweety bums. 

Dam cried Susan, I’m as wet as a Venerian Slug.  Here, give me a shot of whatever you got in dem dar balls Sailor girl! Chirped Sue, as she got on all fours and started barking like a Chihuahua with her ass wiggling in the air.  

Hurry hurry.  Easy to set up. 

Just open it up, spit on the tip-knob so its’ AI programming will imprint the nano lock ups, so it will attach neatly to your pussy lips and link up all your sexy nerve endings. The balls are also self-filling, and only take 10 minutes to regenerate.  You can also adjust the feelings or sensitivity.  Want to get into a kick fight? NO problem, just dial down the sensory que. 

To release your C and B just rub behind the balls at the very back attachment and give the little nano clamps about 5 minutes to release.  You can also increase both size and erection by stroking the underside of your cock, or slowly bring it back to earth by rubbing your spit on the back of your balls. Of course a good bear hug tongue and grind, while tickling our knob heads together would also bring us a pair of Polish Snakes to tangle up nicely and make biggy-ski messy time!

 Fan fucking tastic squealed Susan.

Jack then exclaimed, lets do a garter locked tongue fight catfight.  I’ll start playing with my new balls some more, while you start getting dressed.

The girls got ready, and all dolled up….

They then went into their grey-out total privacy Cube / Room

A completely padded room with a medical auto kit.  In case the girls got a little too rough, and the privacy room, although rather dank, provided both maximum security, privacy and safety.  The med kit could help keep them fucking around with each other for hours at a time. 

Fuck ya, their work week was over.  TGIF and these two were about to cover each other from head to toe in nano bot cum. 

Both C B’s were tucked nicely behind the girls wedgy ready g strings.  They looked more like droopy vagina lips with a swollen clit, behind the g string covering.  This would all change, however, once they got into some heavy petting, tongue fighting and wedgy action.

These will blow your socks off. 
Brief samples.  More Detailed in Pay Per View TIER here 

SAMPLE OF VIDEO ANIMATION BELOW, Our two hot step Sisters that look so identical they could be mistaken as twins, squeeze their hot Bods into matching shear Body Stockings for a little sex play wrestling to start.

Followed in two further parts with, wild cat fighting and sex fighting 

The Dwarf Aliens had been in a Plasma Partnership since the evolution of the lower Galaxi Quadrant, with the various Vamp Tribes Helping with their Genetic Evolution.

“Only the Strong Thrive” could be the moto of this Amazon Empire of Sexy Suckers.

The Dwarfs loved to facilitate the vicious breeding process, with a deadly post birth tangled battle being, the end result.  Only one of the twins would be allowed to pass along her genetic results.

 

Now as the twinned Birthing Pod pulsed to life growing and finally expanding to full size, ready to spew forth the entwined creation for their new tribal masters, to train in the deadly arts of their Empire.  The Lips of Pod spit upwards, folding down towards the egg like form of the Pod.

The two young Bitch Vamps, already in the development of early 20’s by Arth standards, were birthed ready to tangle, tied together tongue to tongue, clit to clit, hovering and spitting into the other’s maw.

 Nano Bot’s even detailing the knotted tail for their hair.  Twisted together they rolled onto the organic floor of the huge cave like Birthing-Womb that had detailed them into existence, ready for a battle to the death.

The twins used their instinctive  sexual charms at first to weaken the other’s resolve to fight, only to stir the desires of their love hate soup for conquest and victory. Only one can survive.

 

The object was to claw and weaken the other in close quarters catball combat, all the while seeking to sink their fangs into the other’s neck and draw out their twin’s life force.

They tangled and rolled in a wet ball, sinking fangs into a mutual deadly embrace.  A final embrace, with both the Aliens and the Giant Womb monitoring, waiting for only one heartbeat and the inevitable consumption, by the mother womb, of the loser back to the soupy nano world, of future birthing organics.