slab’s Femdom AU 3 Interlude

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Sora made his way through his Mom’s place of work, ignoring the sounds of the pounding of flesh and the cries of pleasure as those that worked here did their job. Sora himself was making his way through the back rooms of the establishment. As he walked, Sora passed by some workers, dressed in various slutty costumes, the most common among them being a frilly skirt with a tube top, the standard uniform. As some of them moved, he could hear the tinkling of small bits of metal hitting plastic, and one of them who was still putting on her skirt had the noise maker, a chastity cage, fully on display. Sora smiled as he appreciated the ladies and “ladies” around him.

“Hey Sora,” was a common greeting he got as he moved through the place, to which he returned the greetings from the ladies and lady bois who worked here. Though, Sora didn’t stop to chat with the lovely ladies since he was on his way to see his Mom. Soon enough he reached the stairs and started making his way up, all the way to the second highest floor since this was the floor he bet he could find her. As he walked though the once old hotel now turned brothel, he looked through the windows to the indoor courtyard of the place. All around the courtyard, girls were flaunting their stuff for those who watched, putting on shows for those near the reception so that they could pick and choose the whore they wanted to fuck that day. Of course, some of the girls got tired down there but a few stimulants, and some aphrodisiacs were enough to deal with the exhaustion or so he’d been told. Eventually turning the corner, and seeing the room he wanted, room 304, he pulled out a key card and swiped it, watching the light turn green before entering as quietly as he could in case she was in a session.

It turns out that his Mom was in fact, in the middle of a session. Sora said nothing as he leaned against the wall and watched. Despite the fact that it was his Mom, he couldn’t help but get a bit hard watching the scene, though that was mostly because of her partner than his Mom.

Tied up in white leather straps and cuffs, was a beautiful Hispanic looking girl, her face lost in rapturous pleasure as his Mom, clad in only a draconic mask, fucked her with her meaty shemale cock. The girl’s arms were tied behind her back and her petite breasts swayed as his Mom pulled her back onto her dick, filling her up completely before pushing her off and repeating the process. From the look in the girl’s eyes when she saw him, he knew that she was completely out of it, and from the white drizzle that was dripping from the Hispanic sissy’s caged cock, he knew why. Watching them both, Sora saw his Mom’s mask tilt up a bit as she saw him, before looking back at her slut, and his friend, Carly.

Within seconds, his Mom’s speed began increasing, and Carly’s moans of pleasure turned into cries of delight as his Mom fucked her, the sound of Carly’s tiny padlock on her metal cock cage ringing thought the room despite how loud Carly was. Soon enough, more white jizz began squirting out of Carly and then his Mom hilted into his friend’s ass, holding Carly there as his friend’s head fell down in exhaustion while his Mom groaned as she remained hilted for a moment, obviously cumming. Eventually, she pulled out and grabbed a plug from the bed behind them and slid it easily into Carly’s ass, locking the cum in there for the relapsing sissy slut.

With tenderness, Sora’s Mom hugged the exhausted and tired sissy close to her. She looked over to Sora and Sora nodded, sighing before heading out of the room and up to the penthouse which was their home. His Mom would take good care of his friend for now, afterwards he could give his friend the homework they had missed.

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While Sora played some games, having already finished his few homework assignments, Sora heard the sound of the door opening and he looked out of his room to see his friend, still rather girly looking but back in their boy clothes. Raising his hand over to his friend, he called out.

“Done fucking?”

“Fuck off,” his friend replied, apparently too out of it to try to make his voice sound masculine. Which made sense, his friend had just finished a session with Mom, especially considering how rough his Mom was with his friend when he stopped purging and crawled back to her. Not that his friend would have it any different. When his urges came they came back with a vengeance. Smiling, Sora popped his head back into his room and sat down on his bed in front of the television while Carlos wandered in. Rather than sit down, he just flopped down like it was his bed and turned over.

“Mom isn’t done down there?” Sora asked to which his friend shook his head.

“Some guys started trouble a few blocks over, so your Mom went to deal with them.” Carlos said his eyes still half lidded, slowly turning to watch the game that Sora was playing. Seeing this, Sora paused for a moment and reached over for the controller by the console and pulling it towards the bed.

“Wanna play?” Sora asked, to which Carlos quickly accepted the controller before shifting around the bed until he was sitting beside Sora. Carlos did so with only a little hesitation, but it was enough to tell that he still had his plug in, and likely his cage on as well. Unpausing, Carlos was quick to join the action by pressing start and assuming his place with Sora in the game. It was a favourite of theirs that Sora would always boot up whenever Carlos had just finished his sessions with his Mom. This had been what they’d played together after Carlos’ first few sessions with his Mom. They’d done this ever since they first met.

“So what caused it this time?” Sora asked, mildly curious what had brought on this bout of sexual craze into his friend this time. His Mom had explained that most male capes, especially new triggers, had something of a transition period or whatever as they’re powers changed them, but he hadn’t quite gotten it, at least until Carlos had entered into his life and they’d become friends. As expected, his friend didn’t say something for a long time. Sora let him have his time as they fought through the enemies on their screen. However, as he continued to keep quiet, Sora finally started to ask some more questions.

“Was it Clockblocker?”

“What? No! If it was him I’d have been locked up and fucked up with that feminisation bullshit,” Carlos said while Sora ignored how his friend was saying that after just being made his Mom’s sissy bitch.

“No, it was…” Carlos started, but fell silent again.

“I know it wasn’t Iron Rain, Kaiser or any of their ilk, since they hate all the cape feminisation stuff as much as you do,” Sora said as he tried to convince his friend to tell him. Finally Carlos sighed before answering.

“It was Arch Amazon and Shadow Stalker, well, more Amazon, I’d been distracting Stalker while my guys got away when she showed up,” Carlos said, and as he said this, he leaned against his friend who took it in stride, not commenting as his friend leaned on him.

Arch Amazon was the newest cape on the scene that was actually making waves. Amusingly, despite what her name implied, she wasn’t a part of the local Lustrum gang that fought with the Nazi’s for supremacy for the city’s underworld. Rather she was a full bodied hero, and actually distained the Lustrumites.

“Both of them together? I thought they hated each other?” Sora asked, having remembered how Carlos had told him about the last time the two vigilantes had met. During their bitchfest they had accidentally let Carlos get away because they were too busy sniping at each other and being bitchy in that way women could be at each other rather than focus on him. To Sora’s question, Carlos shrugged.

“I don’t know, I guess they figured something out, or decided to put their differences aside for now when fighting villains like me.” After that they stayed silent for a while, just playing their games together or talking about other things than Carlos cape career, slowly having more fun as Carlos slowly started to dig into Sora’s supply of sugary cola and chips he was allowed to have when Carlos or his other friends came over. As the two teens got closer and closer to the level’s boss, there was the sound of the door opening, and Sora paused the game to look out.

“Hey Mom,” Sora said as he saw his Mom walk in, clad in nothing but the kimono she’d wear when she expected a hard fight and her draconic cape and dominatrix mask. Reaching up, his Mom, Kandy, pulled the mask off and placed it on the coat rack.

“Hey.”

“So, who was it?” to Sora’s question, Kandy just shook her head while her eyes rolled.

“One of the Asian gangs got into a fight with some Merchants so I went and dealt with them, then Armsmistress decided to show up and tried to arrest me,” Kandy gave a snort as hot steam left her nose while her smile grew larger.

“I had to put the naughty little girl in her place, took her somewhere and left her all needy and wanting after I beat the snot out of her. Oh, is Carly still here?”

“Yes Miss Wesson,” Carlos called out from behind Sora.

“Oh good, I got the info on another shipment of some stuff for Medhall when she wants to see it,” Kandy says before walking past Sora’s door, rolling her neck as she walked, and accidentally letting the kimono open up and revealed her bitch breaker. Sora quickly avoiding looking at, instead returning to Carlos and resuming their game. Almost immediately Sora noticed Carlos leaning against him once again. They played for a bit and despite knowing that his friend had heard his Mom, he didn’t get up from the bed to go see her.

“Surprised you didn’t get up to get it then and there, you usually do,” Sora comments as they play, to which Carlos made a bit of a non committed sound.

“What Amazon said or did got to you didn’t it,” after a moment, Carlos sighed.

“Yeah…”

“You know we’re still friends no matter what right?”

“’Course, it’s just… it’s so hard sometimes, fighting it. I just keep trying, keep doping up, I… I didn’t ask for this. I never wanted to turn into a sissy just ‘cause I got stupid powers…” Sora leaned his head over and laid it on top of Carlos’ giving him some comfort while keeping the game going.

“I keep purging and fighting against it, and I just keep coming back, ending up like this. I… sometimes it’s hard to just get up in the morning and stick it in, and sometimes, it’s just hard to get up in the morning,” Sora nodded along. Of course there was more to it. Growing up in a heavily Christian household, and Carlos being a Christian himself, the transition from being a cape had affected him heavily. He didn’t just have to worry about being unable to accept himself, but also his friends, family. It didn’t make sense to Sora how his family could possibly reject him for being a cape and undergoing this, but then he’d grown up with Lung as his Mom, so his childhood had never been exactly “normal” to say the least.

“Do you want to stay here for the weekend?” Sora asked. He didn’t expect his friend to accept it, since Carlos knew what Sora was really offering. He would make these offers sometimes, offering Carlos to be able to stay with him and his family for a bit, as Carly rather than Carlos. However, rather than straight up reject him, Carlos took a bit to think on it. As they continued to fight the boss of the level, Carlos finally answered.

“Okay,” Carlos… Carly, said, the answer surprising Sora, though it was a pleasant surprise. His Mom had always said that capes couldn’t hold it off forever, and they would have to accept their nature eventually, but Sora hadn’t really expected his friend to eventually accept her more feminine nature. Carly’s power let her, more than most capes that weren’t changers, imitate being a regular man. After all, her body was highly adaptive to damage and would slowly adapt itself to keep her alive, which also applied to drugs, allowing Carly to take more than the recommended amount of drugs that helped her keep a masculine shape.

Of course, this also led to her changing back to her far more feminine form faster than those who usually took such drugs to remain masculine due to her healing factor.

Despite the decision, however, they stayed like that, leaning against each other as they continued to play their game for a while longer before suddenly, Carly slipped from their leaning embrace. Rather than move back to it, Carly continued downwards, until her head was in Sora’s lap. Sora didn’t say anything as they continued playing, having reached the final boss of the level. As they continued to fight it, however, Carly head pressed back on Sora, and specifically on his crotch, just grinding against it a bit while Sora continued to play. Despite his focus on the game, Sora couldn’t help but start to get hard as the sissified cape continued to tease him as best she could without taking her hands off of her controller.

With a triumphant gory explosion of the boss, they defeated it, and Carly placed her controller down, reaching up while her head shifted, planting her face right up against the semi hard cock that she’d been teasing. Letting her move at her own pace, Sora merely watched as Carly’s hand snaked up his bed and found its way to his pants. Carly grabbed a hold of them and pulled, pulling his underwear down as well, revealing his dick. Without prompt, Carly opened her mouth and Sora groaned a little in satisfaction as his dick was fully enveloped by the thick lipped beauty that his friend had turned into. Sora reached down and began to comb Carly’s hair back, holding it away from where she began to lick and suck him off.

Not willing to just let Carly do everything, Sora reached over to his prone friend, and began to feel up her ass, and quickly found her plug. Placing two fingers on the base of the plug, Sora began to encourage Carly, pressing the plug into her whenever she would go down on him. Carly moaned a bit as he did this, and began to blow him faster, doing her best to both suck him dry with her suction as well as spend time using her tongue to tease and play with his cock head. This forced him by the rules he came up with on the spot to speed up as well, and Carly knew. The few times they played like this they did something like this. Carly’s lips were heavenly, and if Sora were to be so bold, they were perfect dick sucking lips, while her tongue was an expert in finding Sora’s weak points.

At the same time, Sora knew Carly’s weak points. Despite how she might deny it as Carlos, Carly’s ass was her weakness, and nothing else gave her as much pleasure as that. Shifting the angle of attack with the plug, Sora began to push the plug forward more, drawing more moans out of Carly as she sucked him off. He was hitting her bitch button with the plug after all, something almost no male cape could resist, and even now, Carly’s hips were grinding against his bed.

Sora groaned one more as Carly continued to suckle on his member, practically acting as a vacuum for his dick, causing Sora’s toes to curl as his friend knew exactly how to pleasure him. Very soon, Sora knew he would cum from his friend, his control on a knife edge as he began to increase the thrust of the plug in Carly. As Carly groaned some more, the vibrations began to set Sora off, and he felt himself begin to go past the point of no return. His cock stiffed a bit more, and with the hand holding his friend’s hair, he pulled her up away from his cock just enough so that Carly would get the full blast from his dick while he pressed down hard on Carly’s plug.

Sora felt his cock twitch and began to spurt into Carly’s mouth, her tongue still swirling his dick a bit as ropes of cum entered her mouth. As he let go of her hair, she went back down on him, beginning to suck him off more, causing Sora to gasp aloud as he forgot about her plug and hair, leaning over her as she continued to suck his over stimulated member. His feet tried to follow the curl of his toes, and Sora’s mouth went wide as his hands landed on his friend’s head as she sucked him, drawing out more blasts of jizz, greedily drinking it up, until Sora began to pull at Carly’s head, trying to save his poor dick from further post orgasm torture.

As he pulled her from his dick, Carly’s tongue hung out, cum easy to see on it as she made a show of swirling it around her mouth before swallowing it and licking her lips. Sora grinned at her and she smiled back. Turning towards her, Sora used his leverage to to lift Carly up and then back so that her head was on his pillow, and his knee could go between her legs, pressing up against both the plug, and her dick. This was going to be a fun weekend.

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For why Lung’s name here is Kandy Wesson, unlike in the original story, Kenta never formed the ABB, rather he got mastered by the Brockton Bay’s local Lustrumite branch to be their bitch boy and submissive shemale slave, this eventually, however, led to Kenta, now renamed Kandy, being forced to marry his mistress, before killing her just after childbirth, and taking both her last name and the new assumed name as a way of mocking the Lustrumites as she has decided to make the Lustrumites her enemies for life, while mocking them by keeping the name and openly flaunting cape rules by being both open like New Wave, as well as fighting them in the streets whenever she encounters them. No Lustrumite is allowed anywhere near China Town, despite Kandy never forming a gang or taking over all the various different Asian gangs as she stole all of the local Lustrumite’s money and lives a nice cushy life as a Shemale dominatrix while raising her son.