Entry 5 – Red Slime

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Slimey the red slime wallowed in her dark pit, where the sun didn’t shine and the days were long and really really boring. Sure she had the few subordinates in here with her, but they were just copies of her, and like her, they were bored to. If they were out of the pit, then they may be able to go and find some husband, or maybe just find a nice cock to drain while out and about, but ever since she went into that metal box after she’d found a delicious man all tied up, his cock hard and blush red when he saw her, her life had ended up boring as heck. Sure she got to have some fun with the guy for a nice long while, and that kept her from worrying, but then she and the man she was enjoying got dumped into the pit. Then the man she wanted to make her husband was taken away as well! It wasn’t fair! 

So Slimey just wallowed in the pit with the sealed roof, waiting for the day when the kind man would throw another man down here. Though so far he’d just given her some scraps as he masturbated over the pit after unsealing it. 

Oh how wonderful it would be if the kind man would just give her a husband to love, then they could fill their day with fun fucking rather than sitting around being bored all day. Then, she heard the sound of the roof of the large pit opening, and looked up to the lip of the pit. Slimey smiled as she saw the kind man, and even saw a boy and a girl standing there, worried expressions on their faces. Trying to indicate to the kind man, she reached out towards the one boy and then swinging her arms back to show her interest so that maybe the kind man would throw him down and let them have some fun. Instead of that though, the kind man started talking with them.

“This here is my red slime, starved for cock, and like an animal which is starved; it will take you over and over again Vincent unless your wife does as I wish. Of course, you can choose not to Miss Dimp, it’s up to you, but know that if you refuse; I’ll throw your husband down there myself, and leave him there, and take you anyways.”

“Wait, why does Vincent have to be thrown in there!?” the woman demanded of the kindly old man in a white robe.

“Because you my dear can’t take a dive in there without becoming a succubus, and I care far less about Vincent here,” there was silence for a long moment as the three faced off above, staring at each other, no one making a move, and it seemed to drag foreeeeever! Wasn’t interesting at all and Slimey was about to get back to making interesting shapes with some parts of her. After a while however, the kind man seemed to get as bored as her, and shook his head.

“You disappoint me, fine then, throw him in,” the man said and Slimey’s smile grew. Yes! The old man was going to feed them now. There were exclamations from above but Slimey didn’t care. Another man to have was about to fall down into the pit. Slimey couldn’t wait! 

Then Vincent was tossed down the hole, slamming into the wall of the hole before bouncing off into Slimey’s loving arms. Slimey couldn’t help but squealing because she got him! She got to fucking him and suck him and do all sorts of fun stuff with him. As he landed on her, Slimey shifted into a more fluid like consistency, enveloping Vincent, her Vincent, before she shifted once more, taking a more solid form above him. Slimey couldn’t help but giggle a bit as she rubbed herself on him, sliding across his pelvis, feeling his hardening cock against her pussy lips, making her shiver to her core. Despite not needing to, her instincts had Slimey panting like a human. At the same time she smiled down at Vincent, her face scrunching a bit as her smile moved the slime in her face around. All the while, Slimey started to push parts of her into him, and Slimey gave a slight moan as parts of her vibrated, the liquid she was slurping up and the parts he was making move like that, sending pleasure through Slimey all the way to her core. They were truly meant to be if he already knew how to pleasure her. Slimey’s smile grew even larger now, ever growing as she rubbed up against Vincent, moving down and kissing him on the lips as more slime filled him, filled his ass, sliding into his cock, moving into his mouth, everything. Slimey was even moving into his other orifices, not for pleasure but to clean him, to swipe away his sweat, his dirt, and even the lint in his belly button. Slimey surged in, knowing that he’ll love it. She could even see the ecstasy on his face as his eye bulged and his pupils contracted as he became full of her while she rubbed her breasts against his chest. 

Slimey reached down and pulled down her soon to be husband’s pants, and with a deft hand started to stroke him, her fingers sliding up and down his length while she continued to kiss him, using her semi fluid body to do both at once. Her husband’s moans grew quieter, more sensual as Slimey continued to touch him, as her slime continued to invade into his deepest parts. Her slime filling his ass was making his stomach larger while in another place the slime pressed on further into his throat while making her slime taste pleasant. As a part of him filled, Slimey instinctively started to transport air into the two hollows in her husband’s chest, making sure he got a proper amount of air, and ensuring that he’d never have to worry about water going down the wrong tube. All the ways he moaned, how he squirmed, the feeling of his cock in her semi solid hand as her slime traveled down to his balls, their kiss. It was all too much, and despite herself not needing to breath, Slimey was panting now. She needed his cock! 

Straightening his dick, and lining it up, Slimey used her other hand to spread her pussy lips, a shiver going through her as even that movement caused further pleasure to push through her, before she slid down onto his length in a single move. The pleasure was like a strike of lightning blasting through her. Slimey moaned into her husband’s mouth, parts of her vibrating within him as well to let him know how much she loved what he was doing. Then, Slimey began to slide up and down him, using his arms and body as leverage to fuck herself on his dick while still rubbing her sensitive breasts across his still clothed chest. Slimey loved every second that they fucked, her core shivering within her as pleasure overwhelmed her senses. To show her love even more, she started to shift the pupils in her gooey eyes from holes to hearts, to show her husband her love, and unlike with so many of her lovers, this one didn’t have a harness on to pull them out. 

Thank you, kind man! Slimey thought as she continued to love her man, finally moving into that wonderful place where there was lovely slime in that man’s head, enveloping the deepest part of him, and making love to him even more.

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Hypo to Nympho: The Bimbo Booster Shot (Worm AU)

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Amy frowned as she rode on the bus. Victoria wasn’t able to pick her up and now her day was ruined. Victoria was off somewhere, and her phone was dead or gone or what, and now Amy had to ride the bus with all these people. She could swear she felt a million diseases that these people had despite the fact that she wasn’t touching anyone. Carol, the bitch, couldn’t come because she was working on a big case, and Mark was on his new meds which meant that he couldn’t come either.

This being the first time she’d ridden on a bus, Amy could say for certain that she hated it. The air was dusty and it made it hard for her to breath, her throat was feeling scratchy, and people were talking just loud enough to be annoying, but not loud enough to be called out on it. Then there was also the boredom. God was it boring to have to ride all the way back home, with these people. Amy was lucky that she was sitting on her own, she’d have hated sitting with someone. She’d even made a point of sitting on the inner seat so unless someone wanted to scootch past her, they weren’t getting that seat, though it made the ride a bit more boring.

Of course, all of her anti social practices were all for naught as one lanky girl decided that she would scootch past her into the seat beside her. Amy frowned and wished that she had a purse in which to put on the seat to show that no, she couldn’t take it, but unfortunately she didn’t. As the lanky girl with black hair moved past, she accidentally touched a bit of her skin, and that made Amy raise an eyebrow.

Bored out of her mind, and mildly curious, Amy kept the contact up as the seats in this damn bus were barely large enough for a regular person. Amy continued her examination of the lanky girl with curly black hair.

The girl shifted and it must have covered up the bit of skin that Amy had accidentally been touching since she could no longer feel the girl. Amy frowned, sad that her little entertainment had been disrupted, but otherwise it wasn’t like she’d asked the girl if she was allowed to heal her or anything. Unfortunate that such a body had to go to waste on a girl that couldn’t take care of it, but then, the connections in her brain had been more numerous than most so maybe it was a good thing that the girl malnourished herself into avoiding becoming a bimbo. However, it might have also prevented herself from becoming depressed. Intelligence begets depression, granted, no one says that, or at least, Amy was pretty sure no one says that, but it sounded philosophical. 

Amy would have to see about finding out what kind of medicine she was taking, she might make a recommendation for Mark, he might decide to take his meds more regularly now if she did.

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The moment Panacea touched Skitter to fix her leg she realised that she recognized her. This was the same girl who had been on the bus! Only her chemicals were way out of whack, kind of like when Mark forgot to take his pills back when he still forgot. Her lust, which when she was taking her pills had been overwhelming was actively being blocked and basically made nearly nill. She was sick in the head… actually, that made sense. Carol was always going on about how some criminals were criminals not because they were evil but that they were sick in the head like Skitter here was. That must be why she was a villain.

Panacea for a moment just stared at Skitter, at her depression in Skitter’s head. It would be so easy to change, to just equalise her chemicals to that of a healthy girl rather than the depressed and suicidal girl as she now recognised her as. The stupid girl trying to get herself killed by cop or whatever her plan was. It was evidently failing since she’d failed on even that remark. Failure at keeping herself healthy, failure at properly taking care of herself, and now a failure at even keeping up with helping her mental health when she started.

But then, maybe it wasn’t her fault? Homeless people generally had a slew of health problems, mental health as well, and they couldn’t get their meds. Skitter’s civilian wear wasn’t at the level of homeless people, but it hadn’t been wealthy looking either. Maybe she lived in a bad home and couldn’t afford the meds? It was certainly possible.

Skitter seemed to have like her meds from what Panacea had seen back then. She remembered that Skitter had actually been a bit dopamine high the last time she saw her, and she’d obviously been fucked earlier that day, what with the microtears on her pussy and the pulsing of it as well. Tilting her head as she healed Skitter’s broken leg, she remembered that they had a huge bottle of the stuff in the cupboards of the hospital, mostly left behind. Sure the hospital wouldn’t begrudge her for doing a bit of heroism and pulling this poor villain out of villainy by giving her a proper amount of drugs for her to take.

Not to mention it made the girl into a horny slut, who probably was too busy thinking about dick to properly do any villainy. Actually, outside of the bank and the fundraiser, when had Skitter gone out and done anything villainous. Amy knew that Skitter likely hadn’t been on the meds at the bank since the meds had only just gotten onto the public market a day or so after the bank incident. Then she’d been on her meds for a time, what with the bus incident, and she’d not done any crimes as far as Panacea could tell, then she suddenly does the fundraiser.

That must have been when she ran out of the meds, Panacea thought as she fixed the last of Skitter’s leg. The girl turned to villainy whenever she ran out of meds so that she’d get herself killed, or something like that, because her fucked up head was driving her to do it. Resolved, Panacea knew what she had to do… then she started looking the girl over again. Stunted sexual characteristics because of a bad diet since nearly the start of puberty, basically would have had a bimbo body…

Why shouldn’t Skitter have a bimbo body? She was alright enough to look at, and she was going to be getting her meds, so why not give her a body to match her soon to be libido? She of course wouldn’t instantly alter her, but Skitter had said that Panacea could fix her, so why not? Besides, even if Panacea was wrong, and underneath her mental illness she was also evil, then hopefully she would be too busy fucking to fight anyone, or just commit crime less.

With a minor tweak, Panacea reset the puberty centers so that they would act as if Skitter wasn’t malnourished and her body would go along with their original template as if she’d been eating the same diet that Vicky was eating. Granted, malnourishment would likely hamper this, but then if Skitter got too hungry from her growing body, then maybe she’ll join the Wards just to get a proper meal and then they can reform her. Panacea then, as an afterthought, made just a few more changes to let the villain reach her full bimbo potential, before backing off and heading to the cupboard where the extra large bottle of the depression pills that Skitter took were being held.

Panacea reckoned that they wouldn’t even notice that they were missing.

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Taylor bit her lip as she fondled her, honestly now sizable breasts as she slowly pushed a dildo into her pussy. Apparently she was a really late bloomer since the puberty fairy decided to hit her like a freight train doing 100 miles an hour over the last month. Already Taylor had needed to replace her costume once and she might have to replace it again if she kept growing like this. Her breasts had already gotten massive, with her unable to grip them fully in her hands now-a-days. Taylor’s ass had, according to Charlotte, gone straight past a dump truck and was now an international cargo freighter. The worst part of her sudden blessing by the puberty fairy in Taylor’s eyes however were her lips. Ever since her growth spurt, her lips had ballooned to the point that if she wasn’t careful she’d begin to lisp. It certainly made a huge contrast between herself, and Skitter now since she only spoke as Skitter with bugs these days as she’d yet to properly figure it all out.

She wasn’t being Skitter right now however, she was being Taylor, the blind slutty trophy that Skitter was keeping with her. The poor girl who after being blinded after Leviathan’s rampage was forced to become Skitter’s horny slut just to survive. People could only imagine what Skitter was doing to Taylor in her lair, playing with the defenseless girl who was at her whim. It wasn’t really the kind of image that Taylor had wanted to garner with Skitter, but it had kind of happened when she’d been getting dressed in some underwear and Charlotte had fucked up by bringing a new recruit that Taylor hadn’t vetted yet. Next thing she knew there was a wild rumour flying around that Skitter was keeping a wicked sexy and blind sex slave in her lair.

It had also kept her surprisingly chaste, at least with random strangers while she was under the effects of her pills. They were a wonderful thing, but whenever Taylor stopped taking them for a while, then doubled up to make up for the missed dosages, she always got so horny that she questioned whether she’d be able to resist anyone who came to her wanting to fuck. Just the thought of the eyes of everyone one her, looking her up and down, gazing on her now lewd and inappropriate body, her large breasts, her spankable ass, her large luscious lips. Taylor wasn’t a lesbian, but she couldn’t help herself in the early days when her new assets were growing in from touching herself. Even when she hadn’t taken her pills yet and was having to convince herself to get up she found that her new sensitive breasts when she played with them enough were a quicker way of getting her more motivated to get out of bed, even if it was just to get her pills.

Course now she couldn’t see herself, but that didn’t stop herself from feeling her new sensitive breasts, and playing with them when she was alone and horny, or, when Charlotte was around.

Her subordinate was being punished for her lapse in judgement. Taylor hadn’t been happy when the rumour spread that her civilian form was now being regarded as Skitter’s personal sex slave, part of it was the embarasment of it, a part of it was that she found the idea really really hot whenever she was on her pills. It was distracting, and Taylor had taken to only taking her pills half the recommended time and doubling up later, and that was just on quiet days. Lisa still recommended that even if she got distracted, she should take her pills more regularly, but with all the chaos that was happening, even if she was depressed, she was more focused and effective while depressed.

Now though, since it was quiet, and nothing had gone wrong, Taylor was taking her double dose, and with her bugs, and the creaking of floor boards, Taylor smiled. Charlotte was attending to her “punishment detail” as she strode into the room that Taylor was in, one hand down by her crotch where a large strap-on hung off her hips. Charlotte came up quickly to her and grabbed Taylor by the wrists, and pushed them aside. The dildo in Taylor’s pussy slowly slid out as Charlotte immediately pushed herself up against Taylor, the strap on teasing Taylor’s sensitive pussy as Charlotte latched onto one of Taylor’s nipples, eliciting a pleased moan from her as Charlotte’s tongue swirled and pleased her. Taylor, already aroused beyond belief rolled her hips as her pussy slid along the top of the dildo. She wanted the dildo in her so badly, but from this angle it was impossible.

Charlotte pulled away from Taylor’s nipple and giggled at Taylor’s expression of need and desire.

“Such a slut,” she declared and Taylor shivered before her subordinate leaned down once more and began to kiss her while a hand released one of Taylor’s wrists. Taylor however didn’t focus on how her arm was able to move again, rather she was more interested in the swirling of their tongues as they kissed and made out. Charlotte’s breasts rubbed up against Taylor’s now much larger tits, their nipples colliding and teasing each other with small sparks of pleasure from each touch. Then Taylor felt the dildo shift, and the tip pressed against Taylor’s snatch. Taylor made a sound as it entered into her, a long pleased moan as it slid in. Despite how she was blind and it wouldn’t change a thing for her, Taylor closed her eyes at the feeling of Charlotte’s cock pressing into her more for Charlotte’s sake than her own. Though it would have also been hot to let Charlotte see how Taylor’s eyes rolled back as she was fucked.

Sure the rumour was inconvenient, but there were at least a few side benefits to it.

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So what do you think? I’m also writing the next bit of the last snippet but got distracted as I wanted to finish this as well.

The Slime From Beyond (Worm)

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Aegis wasn’t exactly sure what he was looking at when he looked at the blue naked beauty that was walking around near the boardwalk below him. He’d been flying his regular patrol route near the boardwalk when he saw a strange blue thing pass by the alleyways. Curious, he called dispatch that he was going to check it out, and had gotten the greenlight to investigate since it was pretty close to the patrol route. As he flew over the alleys, he spotted what had to be a monster cape or something. It looked like it was naked, skin had a sheen to it like it was made of latex or something of the like. It’s skin was also blue and black, with the main mass being blue while the extremities, like the legs, arms, parts of the head, and some of the creature’s head tails were black, almost making it look like it was wearing stockings, arm length gloves, and some kind of bondage helmet. To say it had a dump truck ass was understating it as Aegis found himself entranced by it as it swayed behind it. It also had what looked like four blue head tails that were transparent and what seemed like black strands inside of them as they exited the head.

Reluctantly, Aegis flew to the front of the monstrous cape. He saw some fairly nice breasts that the creature was playing with while her mouth was open wide and her tongue was sticking out. Aegis, partially due to some redundant and more sensitive part of his hearing could hear slight moans coming from the creature as it moved and played with itself. Aegis felt a blush start to take hold along with the cup he wore as a part of his costume began to get tight as he continued to look at the creature.

“Aegis you still there?” the dispatcher asked.

“Um, uh, yeah, I’m here,” Aegis responded a little bit embarrassed.

“Did you find anything out there to report?”

“Yeah, uh, I found a monster cape. I’m going to go and see about making contact.”

“Alright, be careful, Gallant is supposed to be there as well, is he with you?” Aegis frowned as he thought of his teammate. Gallant essentially ditched him back a couple of blocks when Glory Girl had shown up. Then he pulled his favour on Aegis so now he was on solo patrol while Gallant “patrolled” with Glory Girl.

“Yeah, he’s watching the street while I investigate, I can call him if there is any trouble.”

“Alright Aegis, stay safe,” and with that, there was a click and Aegis was alone with the admittedly sexy monster cape.

Well, here goes nothing.

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“Ahh, ahh, ahh,” Tay exclaimed as she kept playing with herself. She was so horny, and she needed more material. She was so hungry, and so horny, it was all she could think about. Cock, she needed cock. She’d gotten some already but she couldn’t get enough cum from them to sate her hunger. She needed more. She wanted more. Playing with herself, while unable to properly solve her issue of satisfying her sexual needs did manage to entice some of Taylor’s species into playing with her, into fucking her and her host and it was amazing but it was never enough. She needed cock, more cock and lots of it.

“Hello there,” someone said as they landed in front of Tay. Tay stopped and looked at this new arrival. He was costumed in some red armour, and he flew a bit off the ground. Tay could also see that he had a prominent bulge. Unthinking about anything but her own sexual satisfaction, she moved to the red armoured person and leapt at him. He tried to dodge back but she tackled him and drove her tongue into his mouth, while she also tore at his costume. He panicked for a few moments but seemed to calm down when her fingers found his cock and started to stroke, as she rubbed her body all over him. Cock, she needed his cock.

The red armoured person started to kiss her back and Tay moved to be full in front of him. His hands gripped her ass, and she slid herself down on his cock. She moaned into the person’s mouth as she felt the electric pleasure of a cock once more penetrating her folds, and doubly so from Taylor’s barely conscious mind feeling the pleasure she was already experiencing double, causing her to gush. Tay moaned again as she drank up Taylor’s cum, loving every second of it as she was being fucked and fucking them both. Tay felt the red person’s finger stroke her asshole, and with her other hand, she reached back and pushed it in. It was safe, her body could take it after all, and she loved the sensation of being even fuller back there than before.

Slowly it was beginning to be too much, and Tay felt like she was going to overload, her time spent pleasuring herself had brought her closer to the edge than she realised. She was going to cum again soon. Tay sped up her pace, and she sped up the plugs inside of Taylor, knowing her host needed satisfaction as much as she did, especially since they both were to horny to actually desire anything more. Tay pulled away from the red man’s kiss and began to ride him, pulling herself from his cock and then dropping herself onto his dick, mauling her developing breasts and sending more waves of pleasure through both herself and through her host. They were close, they were so close.

Then with one final drop down onto the red man’s cock, Tay and Taylor within cried out in ecstasy as they orgasmed, paralyzed as Taylor and Tay’s pussies both clenched down together, milking the red man’s cock for all of his cum as hot and tasty spurt after spurt of cum entered into Tay, and she ate it up greedily. More, she needed mo- Suddenly there is a foreign influence on her and Taylor’s mind. Tay purged it and sensed something coming fast towards them.

Barely able to react in time, Tay pulled away from Taylor’s legs briefly to push her to her feet and then jump back right off of the red man’s cock and a hot buxom sight greeted her. A princess cheerleader who was floating… her name… Taylor knew her name, and Tay could kind of remember something. Something with a G. Gory?

Gory however flew at her once more with her fist out and Tay realised, to her great sadness, that Gory didn’t want to play. Dodging out of the way and morphing to a more combat effective form, Tay went to the sewer grate and flipped it off. Tay felt ineffective punches hit her and a foreign influence affected her and Taylor’s mind with each of the punches, so she expunged the second set of influences from both her and Taylor’s minds. Taylor didn’t need any more sensory overload from what she has right now, the poor girl. Tay dropped down into the sewer water and used her tentacles to swim away. Seems adrenaline from Taylor could actually snap them out of a lust filled daze, good to know.

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Very quick little thing to contribute to the idea. The symbiont slime had much more personality than I intended but eh, works for me and it shows that the sync isn’t yet complete. By the end of the sync, they will be of one mind on everything.

Taylor the Hucow

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Taylor munched on one of the granola bars the girls had left her the day previously. It tasted good as Taylor slowly chewed the grains, oats, and chocolate, savouring the taste of the chocolate. Taylor thought that she could remember something… something about this being… better than what she had previously. But Taylor couldn’t really remember. Everything was so… slow…

As Taylor munched, the end of the granola bar fell from her mouth as she ate, and it bounced off her painfully full breasts. Bump… jiggle. Taylor looked down at her boobs, admiring their size, and how they were barely held there by a cow print bra. Taylor smiled as she brought her hands up to her breasts, pushing them up a bit, and rubbing her tits and leaking some milk. It felt good, and she loved playing with them, but she stopped herself just short of milking herself. It felt good for sure, but she knew what would feel better, so she waited.

She hadn’t always kept herself from milking herself… at least she thought she hadn’t always. Things were… fuzzy. But she knew one thing, while she could milk herself, and it would feel good, it would feel so much better if she waited, waited for the girls to come back, and for them to milk her. They would touch her and care for her and it would feel great. She knew them, she thought. Where she wasn't sure, but she was sure she knew them. She knew their names at least. Emma and Sophia.

She didn't like them at first, and… she had a reason why, but… she couldn’t remember... then they did something nice. They made Taylor feel good. With a smile, Taylor reached down past her buxom boobs and felt for her pussy, rubbing her hand against it, feeling how wet it was, like always. Taylor was always raring to go when it came to anything sexual. She couldn’t help herself sometimes and would play with herself as she waited for the girls to come back to take care of her. As she heard the ding of her bell, and she moaned as she drove her fingers inside of her slavering cunt, feeling a pleasurable sensation spread through her, and causing her to smile as her eyes glazed over. It felt good as she played with herself, using her other hand to keep herself steady.

Then Taylor felt the girls through her bugs. For some reason, she knew all the bugs everywhere. Taylor wasn’t sure why, she… remembered… darkness… and an awful smell, and… the feeling…

Taylor shook her head, she didn’t want to think about that stuff. That stuff wasn’t fun, and it… She didn’t like it. But why she had bugs didn’t matter, she just had them, and they told her what was going on. So while she waited around for the girls who took care of her, she did little things with the bugs, made clothes with the spiders, people watched with the other stuff, and sometimes she even got rid of bad bugs from people. Just whenever people passed by her basement. Just little things to make is so that she didn’t spend all of the day playing with herself and falling to the temptation of milking herself. It just felt so good after all, and it would feel even better if the girls did it, Taylor knew.

The reason she knew it was the girls who were coming was that she could feel them through her bugs entering into the building. No one came into the building except for them… and that one guy, she made sure to get rid of his fleas before he left. He never came down to Taylor’s basement unfortunately, it might have been fun to play with him. But the girls were here now, and Taylor knew she was about to be milked, and it was going to be great.

Excitedly, Taylor began to crawl to the door, it is faster than getting up and hefting her big tittys, though that had been getting easier lately. As she got to about halfway through the room, Taylor came to a stop, the rope that was tied around her collar beginning to grow taunt but not yet preventing her from going farther, she just knew that if she did she would be choking herself, and that didn’t feel so fun. So, she just waited patiently as the steps down the stairs became louder and louder.

There was a clunking sound as the girls began to open the door. Taylor wasn’t sure what it was, and really, didn’t much care. All that mattered was the girls that made her feel good were coming now, and her engorged titties couldn’t wait. The door opened and the two girls that took care of her, Emma and Sophia, entered, and Taylor smiled her dopey smile of hers at them as they entered.

“Creepy how she’s always there waiting for us,” Sophia says as she sets down her bag near the door.

“She probably hears us coming down the stairs. We’re not exactly quiet when we come down,” Taylor in fact couldn’t hear the girls when they came down the stairs, the door was too thick to hear anything beyond. Finally, Emma faced Taylor and a big smile broke out on her face.

“Hello, Taylor!” Emma said as she came forward to Taylor, she knelt down and started rubbing Taylor’s head as she did so. It was nice and calming, not as good as what she would likely be doing to Taylor soon, but it felt nice too. Emma turned her attention down to Taylor’s boobs now, seeing how large they were, and how full of milk they were. At this point, they had started to leak through her top, creating damp patches on the small patches of fabric that held her breasts up.

“Looks like she needs to be milked again,” Emma said as a hand came down to Taylor’s breast, and glided her hand down it, causing a small amount of the milk to squirt and make her top even wetter.

“Had I known she would take this much maintenance I wouldn’t have snatched the vial in the first place,” Taylor heard Sophia grumble but paid it no mind as she enjoyed the attention of Emma. Emma always was the one that did her milking, making her feel good like she never could.

Standing up, Emma walked over to the side of the room that Taylor could never get to because of the rope. Not that she would ever really need to do anything on that side of the room. No, Taylor was perfectly fine being on her side of the room, enjoying the granola bars the girls gave her and pleasuring herself to the thought of their return when they would make her feel so good. Emma grabbed a kind of wooden chair that Taylor would lean against as she got milked. Standing up and moving back so she wouldn’t be at the edge of her rope when she was milked, Emma brought forth the milking chair and turned it so that the back of it face Taylor. Still, with her dopey smile, Taylor began to stand up, and place her hand on the back of the chair, her chest downward as she assumed the milking position.

After all, it was milking time.

Emma began to pat her head once more, and Taylor moaned her appreciation for the girl and pushed against the hand to get more of the nice feeling from it. Then, Emma’s hand pulled away and Taylor began to feel the back of her bra be undone, and her breasts came loose, wet milk already pooling at the tips of Taylor’s nipples. Reaching under her, Emma placed the pail under her milk engorged udders on a stool. Emma herself however moved behind Taylor, and slid around her, her arms reaching around until they cupped Taylor’s huge boobs. Taylor moaned another appreciative “moo” at her, enjoying the warm sensation of Emma's own boobs against her back and how nice the embrace felt.

It almost felt familiar, the embrace part, not the cupping of her bosom part, but, the feeling passed. Taylor wondered what that had been for a second before she felt Emma begging to massage her nipples. Taylor moaned once more as Emma teased and pinched them, making sure they were nice and ready for her to start to milk Taylor. Taylor knew that she was really ready, the fire inside of her was blazing as she had been waiting for this all day.

“Mooooo~!” Taylor moaned as Emma finally began to milk her, pulling on her breasts, sending the wonderful sensations through Taylor as she was played with. Her eyes closed in rapture as she focused on how her big wonderful breasts felt, being milked, being touched and played with. Taylor loved the feeling of being milked, she loved how Emma wrapped herself around her.

The only thing better would be when the other girls here were all hot and bothered like Taylor was, it had always happened when they milked her when they saw how much she enjoyed what they were doing to her. If only they were cows like Taylor, they could all be here and then they could play with each other all the time, enjoying each other’s company as they fucked the boredom of the day away, played with their toys, and drank their milk.

Taylor smiled as she remembered the one time that the other girl, Sophia had come all on her own one day. She hadn’t been very good at milking, and she wasn’t as nice as Emma, her hands had been cold, and didn’t know how to properly milk her, until. Taylor felt a twitch in her lower lips as she remembered how Sophia had milked, her. How Sophia had eventually given up on milking her with her hands and had begun to suckle on Taylor’s nipples, like a cute little caf, or a kitten.

At first, she’d acted all domineering to her and aggressive, like a cute little kitten. She had been standing all awkward and her neck would hurt after, so Taylor had just picked her up. Sophia had been all surprised when Taylor had taken her up in her arms and carried her to the corner where she could sit down. She’d made a big racket, and it had been cute to hear her, but she calmed down really well when Taylor had brought her nipple to bear. After that, she’d suckled on her like a cute kitten, wrapped up in Taylor’s long arms and suckling on her teat. It had felt amazing, and she loved how hot and steamy things had gotten after.

She never wanted to do that whenever Emma was here, but that was fine, Emma was really good with her hands, making sure they were nice and warm when she milked her, teasing her nipples just right, and she could even drink her milk after. They left them in a fridge on Taylor’s side of the room where the rope let her get to it. Not that it really would have mattered if Taylor really wanted to get at it. Taylor in idle curiosity had looked at the rope, and she felt she knew how to untie it. There was something in the back of her mind, flashes of green, but she didn’t quite remember them. If she tried she probably could, but that would be hard and she didn’t really feel like it.

Taylor opened her eyes, and saw Sophia on the other side of the room, sitting on a stool with her hands in her pants, biting her lip as she shifted her hand back and forth around her crotch. Taylor felt her mouth open and her tongue lol out. Sophia enjoyed getting eaten out, and she really looked like she wanted to play with Taylor, and Taylor certainly wanted to play. It felt amazing to get milked and to be teased so much by Emma, and it always made her drip with arousal as sparks of pleasure would go through her with every tug and pull of her nipples, squirting out milk into the bucket.

Taylor also knew that Emma enjoyed milking her as well. The girl had been all over her, playing with her breasts, touching her, and making her feel good. She even sometimes suckled from them, but mostly, she enjoyed wrapping herself around Taylor, controlling their time together. Taylor was fine with that. Especially when afterwards, Emma would be so worked up she would pull out the toys. Taylor loved the toys that she would use on her. Especially when she put on her special cock, the one that Emma used to “mate” her with.

Or maybe she said it was her mate… not that it mattered. The girl had been getting good at “breeding” her, that was for sure.

Taylor felt her hips begin to move and grind against Emma, and her breath was starting to turn ragged as she was nearing the end of her milking. Her breasts felt a lot less full and heavy, and she knew that she was making a wet spot in her cow print panties as the fire in her grew. Emma’s breath was coming out in puffs as well, she was really aroused, probably watching the show that Sophia was putting on for them, sliding her fingers in and out of her pussy while she watched Taylor getting milked.

Finally, Emma gave her breasts one last pull, one last squeeze of her fingers on her nipples, drawing out a last squirt of milk. Taylor moaned as she got one last flash of pleasure before Emma began to unwrap herself from Taylor’s panting and nearly naked form. Her legs coming together to rub against each other, giving just a little stimulation to herself as she waited for the two other girls to get ready.

“Finally done?” Sophia asked as she straightened up on her stool, having leaned back against the wall. She had been slowly sliding down her stool as she had been playing with herself.

“I think that’s all I can get out of her for now,” Emma replied, as she moved away from Taylor, slowly shedding her clothes. Taylor herself stepped away from the chair that she was leaning against and returned to just sitting and watching the girls, admiring Emma, her large breasts, her wide hips, her full lips. She would have made a great cow. Taylor reached down and started to play with herself as she watched Emma undress, meanwhile, she also saw Sophia begin to dig into the bag she set down and pull from it a strap on.

“You know, I think we might get more milk if we fuck her,” Sophia said, bringing over the strap on to Emma. Taylor saw how Sophia’s eyes were looking Emma up and down, and how Emma slowly stripped her clothes off, teasingly, for Sophia to see. The two were close, and had only become closer the longer they cared for Taylor. Taylor wondered how it happened… but… all she got was fuzziness.

Not that it mattered. The girls who took care of her were going to be fucking her soon.

“Really? Why’s that?” Emma asked, her hands over her jacket, sliding it off of her and puffing out her chest, showing off the size of her nice breasts.

“You know those milking machines in Bount’s base? They had dildos on them fucking the girls she had while they milked them. Might have been more than just that they were a pervert,” Emma hummed at that as she continued to tease both of them with her stripping.

Finally, Emma dropped her final piece of clothing that wasn’t some sexy attire, like what Taylor had had on, she finally took a hold of the offered strap on and began to put it on. The strap on was a massive thing. Long as her forearm and just as thick. The head was like a battering ram. Taylor for some reason didn’t think it belonged on a bull, but rather on a horse.

This was what Emma used to mate with her, and what made it feel so amazing when she used it on her. Taylor felt her pussy clench as she looked up at Emma, standing tall with her big horse cock. That was going to be going inside of her soon enough. Taylor began to rub herself more, diving her fingers deeper as she gazed upon Emma. God, she wanted it bad. It had been a whole day since Emma had mated with her since she’d been fucked. It had felt like forever.

Sophia sometimes had a strap on herself, though this time she didn’t seem to have one. Sometimes she did, but only when she didn’t have her weird clothes with her. Taylor never saw Sophia wear those clothes, a mask, some kind of vest thing with slots for steel plates she carried around, and a bunch of other stuff. Taylor felt that it was familiar, but she wasn’t sure why.

Taylor was distracted however when Sophia began to shed her clothes. Unlike Emma, she did so quickly, not really patient enough to put on a show for them. Though Taylor thought she should, it would show off her nice athletic body more. Plus it would get Emma to find her sexier, and she could then make Sophia feel good with her horse cock. Taylor could imagine it, Sophia suckling on her nice big boobies while Emma fucked her pussy, causing her to go cross-eyed and moan into her breasts as she drank from them.

Taylor’s thought process was interrupted however as Emma began to move towards her. Her horse cock swayed as she came closer. Taylor was giddy with excitement. Emma grabbed a hold of the rope connected to Taylor’s collar and gently began guiding her to the bed in the corner of the room. It wasn’t very big, but that wasn’t much of a problem. Taylor would barely be on it, and Emma wouldn’t be at all. Sophia on the other hand hopped on and spread her legs, her pussy moist with her arousal, just like Emma and Taylor’s were.

Taylor as soon as she got close got on her knees and got closer. Her big boobs would make it awkward to eat Sophia out, so Sophia was basically laying on her back with her head and upper back cropped up by the wall while her snatch was just a little bit from the edge of the bed. Unable to wait, Taylor reached out and grabbed a hold of Sophia’s firm rear, and pushed her face forward, immediately diving into Sophia’s box.

“Mmmmm,” Sophia groaned as she breathed in. Her hand went for Taylor’s head and gently grabbed it. She didn’t need to do anything as Taylor had gotten very good at eating Sophia out, driving her tongue in and out of the black girl, driving it up against her walls and only sometimes touching her G-spot. Taylor knew exactly where it was and had even gotten the girl to cum in seconds when she didn’t have much time. But Taylor wanted this to last longer since when she ate Sophia out, the black girl usually left right after.

“She’s good at that isn’t she?” Emma asked, a hand coming down and rubbing at Taylor’s wet snatch, causing a small spark of pleasure. Taylor arched her back and moved her hips back a little to catch more of Emma’s fingers, but they stayed right on her pussy, rubbing at her and feeling how wet she was.

“Fuck she’s good,” Sophia grunted, breathing hard already as Taylor began to tease her G-spot again, causing a small spasm, signalling that she should back off. Though she didn’t stop teasing the poor girl, instead, sliding up and down her vaginal walls, and even doing a few letters just to keep Sophia on edge.

“I guess I should reward the cow,” Emma said absently, and then Taylor felt it, right at the entrance to her hole, she felt Emma’s cock. Taylor felt her breathing grow ragged in anticipation of Emma’s long and thick horsecock. Her pussy twitched, and she resisted the urge to drive herself back onto it. That would get her a spanking, and she wouldn’t be mated by Emma that day.

There was no fanfare, no preparation, just one moment Emma was letting her cock sit at the entrance of Taylor’s snatch, the next, she was pushing it. Taylor moaned into Sophia’s cunt, sending vibrations through the girl and causing her to moan as well. Though Taylor didn’t stop for long. Instead, she began to lick faster, her tongue frenzy being driven by the increasing lust and the wave of pleasure that emanated from just being penetrated by Emma’s wonderful horse cock. Even as it just sat in her, it felt amazing, like it had filled a void in her that she didn’t even know she had. Divine.

Then Emma started moving, and Taylor did nothing to hold back her moans, as the pleasure rippled through her. The pleasure drove Taylor to use her tongue faster on Sophia as she continued to moan and vibrate Sophia’s box with her tongue. Taylor shifted her hips and pushed back as much as she could without separating herself from Sophia. Feeling the dildo dive deeper with every thrust, always hitting her g-spot with every thrust because of the thick head that was pounding Taylor into Sophia’s pussy.

Taylor could already feel herself getting close as the horse cock pounded her, driving her lust addled brain insane with overstimulation. She was nearly there, and Sophia sounded like she was nearly about to cum as well. Her breath was coming in and out faster than before, almost sounding like she was hyperventilating. Taylor could imagine her cute face looking all distraught as she got close to cumming. Taylor redoubled her efforts, making sure to moan loudly with every thrust, not that she tried to suppress it before.

Sophia made another cute sound and suddenly Taylor could feel her twitching with her tongue. Sophia reached forward and grabbed her head, gripping on her hair and her legs moved together to trap her head in place. Sophia curled towards Taylor’s head as she spasmed around Taylor’s tongue, while at the same time, Taylor moaned as she started to feel herself cross the precipice, and drove her hips back as best as she could with Sophia holding on to her head, riding her way through the blast of nirvana that was blowing through her. Emma just kept going, however, sending more and more waves of pleasure through Taylor, causing her to scream even louder into Sophia’s pussy, sending vibrations through it and causing a stream of girl cum to spray out of Sophia, filling Taylor’s mouth with Sophia’s arousal.

After a moment, Sophia pushed Taylor away and pulled herself back from Taylor’s tongue. Taylor herself had gone cross-eyed from the pleasure racking her form, running on autopilot as she began to earnestly drive herself back against Emma’s divine horse cock, spasming as her form was rocked by another climax of bliss.

“Moo!” Taylor cried, her eyes glazed over as Emma drove her into the bed, her teats dragging across the rug floor, stimulating them as they did so. Taylor’s tongue darted out, seeking Sophia’s pussy some more as she made licking motions, wanting to lick more, but Sophia was out of range of Taylor. What little part of Taylor’s mind was still operating through the pleasure thought that it would have been nice to continue to hear Sophia’s cute and erotic moans...

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“Ugh...” Taylor groaned as she woke, turning to…

Taylor’s eyes shot open as she looked down at her chest. There… there were boobs… her boobs. Confused, Taylor thought back, then realised something.

None of that had been a dream.

It had all felt dreamlike and fuzzy. Like she was just on cloud nine the whole time, uncaring about anything that was going on, uncaring about…

Taylor reached up and gripped the rope that was tied to her… to her collar. Taylor reached back and touched to the knots that were there, and realised it was a fairly simple knot, she’d undone a few of them at the summer camp nearly two years ago. The knot was quickly undone and Taylor felt around with her bugs.

She was certainly not at home, in fact, she wasn’t exactly sure where she was, though, judging by all the industrial buildings and warehouses, she must be near or at the docs, thought… it could be the train yards.

Taylor pushed the covers off of herself and shook her head. She was still… fuzzy feeling… but she… she wasn’t as bad as she was the last… oh, how long had she been screwed up like that. How long had those bitches been keeping her here?

Despite not being able to see with her eyes, Taylor used her bugs to guide her to the door of the room, finding it surprisingly easy to get up from the bed despite the massive damn udders on her chest. What the hell did they do? Taylor tried to remember, but it was all fuzzy… Had the Trio done this to her, turn her into a god damn sex slave with… tinker tech or something?

That… that honestly seemed too far even for them, but she could remember it, she could remember having sex with them, and she had the boobs she had in the dream and she was in the same place. Was she mastered? Were one of the Trio, well, Emma and Sophia really, Madison wasn’t a part of this, but was one of those two capes?

Taylor used her bugs to open the various locks that were on the door. There was also the outfit that her dream self had created while bored for days on end. Taylor had her bugs bring it to her while she walked up the stairs.

No… that didn’t make sense… the two of them couldn’t be masters because…

Taylor’s eyes widened as she held her spider silk bodysuit.

Because Sophia’s fucking Shadow Stalker!

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There we go! My contribution to the Year of the Ox is complete with my very first Hucow Taylor snippet that got way too large.

Lobotomite: The Mystery of Where Taylor’s Body Went

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Sophia stalked the roofs of Brockton Bay that went through the former territory of Skitter. Her reign of terror was rather short-lived. Apparently, when the villain had moved into the place, there were some undetonated Bakuda bombs there that were meant to be thrown at Leviathan but were redirected to her new base. While she was in the base, they went off, and the villain was likely in the explosion, as she suddenly disappeared from the team. That or she split off from them, but considering that from the few people who even knew about to take the place over, said that she had been in there.

Sophia wasn’t really sure what to make of it. While she was glad that the villain was gone, it just felt, unsatisfying for a villain to be taken out like a chump, especially one as potent as Skitter. Sophia sometimes imagined what it would be like to take a villain like her down, to grind her face into the pavement and show that she was better than her. Sometimes Sophia imagined, in her fantasies, dominating the long-legged villain, making her beg not to turn her in. Sophia of course wouldn’t offer it, she wasn’t a rapist and she certainly wasn’t going to try to coerce Skitter into sleeping with her, but… if she suggested it…

There was a loud blast off to the left side of the roof she was on. Sophia turned and rushed over to the ledge. Looking down, Sophia saw… someone. They were dressed in some kind of armour and were wearing a long brown coat. They were carrying some kind of boxy rifle too. Sophia watched her, and she was definitely a she, considering the boob plates on her.

While Sophia watched, the woman started moving, but it was weird, wrong, and jerky. She was moving in ways almost unnatural, more shambling than actually walking. Then Sophia also heard noises coming from her. Strange moans and grunts, almost sounding like what could be expected of a zombie, or a braindead numbskull.

Sophia was content to watch for now, and as she moved, the heavily armoured shambler started to move a bit better, shambling less and seeming to learn how to move better, more efficiently and actually walking rather than shambling. Sophia thought about calling it in, but then thought better of it. She technically wasn’t allowed to do solo patrols, but these days, after Leviathan, Piggy was willing to look the other way so long as she didn’t leave a paper trail for some youth guard jack ass to look into in the future.

Looking ahead to where the heavily armoured walker was heading to, Sophia noticed a few people walking down the same road as the walker. Sophia ran and leaped to the next rooftop, phasing so that she could get extra air time before landing and found her better position. Watching the walker and the group close on each other, Sophia waited to see what would happen. It would be nice to have another tinker on the heroes, she might even be someone cool to hang out with and not some loser.

When the group started getting close, the walker started to make agitated sounds, like some animal or something that was getting aggressive. It raised its boxy gun and kinda pointed towards where the group was. Sophia could see that the girl wasn’t looking down the crosshairs of the gun, if it even had crosshairs, and was just pointing. Sophia watched the group as well, unlike the walker, they weren’t alert and were just walking down the road, chatting. They didn’t look like Nazis or Merchants. Just a bunch of dudes surviving.

The moment that the walker saw one, she fired at them, the laser going wide, hitting a car and Sophia saw the thing’s grill start glowing red hot. That thing was certainly more powerful than Kid Win’s dinky little pistols! Sophia heard shouts of alarm from the guys, who took cover while the walker continued to fire more and more laser shots, getting closer to the mark every time.

Shit, she was going to have to get involved. Considering that the walker was just learning to walk just a moment ago though, it should be fine. Phasing, Sophia slowly dropped down to the street. Sophia saw that lil miss walker had actually started to aim down her sightline and was making better shots than before, keeping all of the other group pinned down as she advanced.

Sophia was nearly there when suddenly walker turned to her and Sophia barely had time to phase before a blast from the laser rifle came at her. Sophia cried in agony as pain shot through her all over. Sophia unphased and fell to the ground, taking another shot as she fell down, though this time, her armour protected her, though she felt it turn to ash as she fell. Groaning on the ground, Sophia saw that the strange cape was already on her, yet, she didn’t immediately try to kill her. Sophia saw that the cape was fixated on something, and as she felt the cold night air on her tits, Sophia realised why.

This cape, whoever they were, was a major rug muncher, and going by her original assessment, was as dumb as a brick. That laser rifle could blast right through her shadow phasing. She couldn’t get out without getting shot since it took a while for her to phase through solid objects, and despite being braindead, this cape had the reflexes to shoot her.

Remembering back to what she had been thinking about in regard to Skitter, Sophia realised that she was on the other end of her little fantasy, and, did the only logical thing. Slowly, ever so slowly, Sophia raised her hands up from her sides, leaving her crossbow behind, and slowly worked them up her costume. The cape watched with interest, raising the laser rifle a little but not enough to shoot at Sophia.

As the reached Sophia’s modest breasts, she began to squeeze them, sticking her dark nipples between her fingers, groping her breasts and pinching her nipples with her fingers in hopes that her enticement would get this cape to keep from killing her.

The cape made a sound, somewhere between amused and aroused, and put her rifle down, bearing down on Sophia, hands outstretched. Without resistance, Sophia let her roughly grope at her chest, kneading them with practiced ease, and teasing her nipples as she did so. Sophia bit her lip as she felt the other cape’s ministrations on her, teasing her, and touching her in just the right way as to be both distracting and exhilarating. Damn she was good.

Sophia then felt that one of the hands disappeared and was groping at the other cape’s mask. She wanted to unmask to her. The cape made a frustrated sound as it tried to pull its own head off while still groping her with one hand. Sophia could see, judging by how the helmet was made, how the idiot was pulling wrong. Slowly, Sophia ran her hands up the woman’s side before eventually reaching the helm of the mystery cape.

Sophia pulled on the helmet, having to pull hard to get the capes head out of the helm, before it finally let go of the capes head, and a mass of black hair flew into Sophia’s face. The cape reeled up, flung its hair about, and Sophia’s eyes widened. There, staring at her with a dopey grin was Taylor fucking Hebert. Sophia stared incredulously at the girl and clenched her teeth. How the hell that loser had beat her, her! It didn’t make sense, and why the hell was she like this? Hebert was dumb but not this dumb.

Then Sophia saw it. Scars, all across Taylor’s forehead. It wrapped around her skull and disappeared into the hair. They were perfectly straight and looked deep. What the hell had happened to Hebert?

The girl, head now free of her helmet, dived down once more, and quickly took one of Sophia’s nipples in her mouth, swirling her tongue, and suckling on Sophia’s nipple while her other nipple was being teased and touched in ways she’d only done in the confines of her own room. Sophia couldn’t help but groan as Hebert was starting a fire in her, distracting her and teasing her nipples like she was.

Fuck it, I’m calling this in.

“Hey Console?” Sophia said as Hebert continued to lick and suck on her nipples. Sophia just hoped…

“Shadow Stalker? Why are you on the line?” Sophia heard Vista on the line and was about to relay that she needed a bit of help, however, gasped instead as Hebert had abandoned her nipple and had quickly found her way into Sophia’s pants.

“Stalker!?” Taylor had, within the first few seconds, found Sophia’s clit and was already playing with it, rubbing right up against it as she began to finger fuck Sophia. Sophia couldn’t help but let out a moan as Hebert fucked her. God damn, how the hell was Hebert of all things better than herself at fingering her? Sophia already could feel the fire in her build even higher as she was played with, and was completely at Hebert’s whims, which was apparently to give her her first and best lesbian experience she had ever had. What the hell had happened to Taylor to make her this damn good?

If Sophia had to guess, it likely had to do with the scars, as despite the rumours at Winslow, Sophia was pretty sure that Taylor wasn’t a lesbian whore with the experience to match.

“Okay Stalker I’m sending help, just hold on!” Sophia bit her lip. Vista sounded so concerned. Shit, this didn’t been a big response.

“Hold on, ah, just need… a retrieval, and, oh god Hebert fuck… and maybe a foam sprayer… MMmmm shit,” as if the braindead idiot could tell she was trying to talk to console, she had redoubled her finger fucking, and had swapped over to the other nipple while her hand teased her other one. Sophia could feel her breath start to become ragged as the pressure inside of her built. Sophia was left squirming as Hebert did magical things in between her legs, rubbing her clit and hitting her in places she hadn’t been able to herself.

Meanwhile back at Wards HQ, Sophia could imagine Vista’s face, all wide-eyed as she realised what she was doing, fucking a villain, or rather, getting fucked. She hoped that it didn’t delay her response time, since she wasn’t sure if after they fucked if Hebert would go back to braindead terminator mode that she seemed to be on before.

Not knowing what else to do as Hebert had effectively pinned her, Sophia brought her hands up to run her hands through Taylor’s hair. Running her hands through it while Sophia bucked her hips in time with Taylor’s fingers, driving them even further, sending more pleasure through Sophia as she enjoyed her time with the bimbo dyke.

If they ended up keeping Hebert long term, she should see about making the girl her own personal sex pet, if this is how she responded to just seeing her tits. Sophia wondered how she would respond if she gave the girl a strap on, or maybe even wore the strap on herself? If after the tinkering that was done to her she was this good at giving her pleasure, she must have been made into a sex slave or something by some tinker dyke. Might as well use her for her function then.

Sophia bucked her hips more, she was getting close to the edge, and she really wanted to cum now. Sophia didn’t give a fuck that this loser had beaten her and was technically raping her, okay well she cared a little. The dyke though had a laser rifle that shot through her shadow phasing so she cheated. Sophia just wanted to cum, she hadn’t felt this good since Emma had gotten her a dildo as a joke gift that one time, and she had used it to have a screaming orgasm when no one was home.

Just as she was about to edge over, Taylor pulled away, her hands groping at her chest, a distressed look on her expressive face as she uselessly batted at her armoured chest. Sighing, Sophia sat up and looked her over while her hands felt around her armour.

The thing seemed solid enough, hard metal all over with just enough space in between to allow for a greater amount of freedom of movement. Could be the entire thing came off if she just slipped it off. Sophia reached down and undid the belt that Hebert had on. She pulled a little at the armour, and it gave some. As she began pulling some more to make more room, Hebert seemed to realise what she was doing. Her arms went up and Sophia was able to begin to push the armour up and get Taylor out of it. As she did so, however, when it came near the chest, Sophia was met with a face full of boob. Huge boobs, much bigger than what Hebert had had before. Any doubt that Taylor was made into a sex slave left Sophia’s mind.

Sophia barely flinched as the armour clattered to the road next to her, she was too busy staring at Hebert’s massive honkers. Even Taylor was interested in them as she began to massage them and make dumb sounds of arousal. Leaning up, Sophia batted away one of her hands and began to caress Taylor’s tits, feeling their weight, and incidentally wondering how the hell they were able to defy gravity like they were.

Even so, Sophia, not really thinking, moved her head closer and took Taylor’s teat into her mouth, licking and playing with the nipple in her mouth, flicking it with her tongue and even sucking on it. Taylor made more aroused sounds as she was played with, her wide mouth opening and her tongue sticking out. Hebert’s eyes had rolled back and she was mauling her other breast while her other hand was lower.

Even so, Sophia felt herself drifting away from her edge. Like hell was she going to just allow that to happen. Sophia pulled away from Hebert and reached down to her own pants. Just as she was about to, Sophia thought for a second she was being stupid, but by then, the choice was out of her hands as Taylor noticed the movement, and had reached down as well.

Sophia found her costume’s pants being pulled down and Hebert with her wide mouth had already begun to lick at Sophia’s pussy. Sophia gasped at the sensation and reactively, closed her legs on Taylor’s head. This however did nothing to dissuade her however, in fact, it drove her face further into Sophia’s crotch. Taylor’s tongue flicked out and drove itself right into Sophia’s pussy, finding her clit like her fingers had before, and began to rub it’s rough surface against her clit, hitting her in all the right places.

Sophia couldn’t help it as she moaned out loud, the rug munching sex doll was too damn good, she was quickly driving Sophia back to the edge of orgasm once more. Sophia was helpless as she doubled over, her hands reaching for her tits, mauling and abusing them as Taylor’s tongue explored her depths, sending waves of pleasure through her as she… as she… as she felt herself…

“Oooooh Gooooood!” Sophia screamed as her pussy spasmed around Taylor’s tongue and jism spurted out of her pussy, painting Taylor’s face. That didn’t stop her however and she just kept going. Sophia tried to pull back but the girl was still being kept there by her legs as she pushed at her head. Realising her mistake, Sophia swiftly spread her legs and, by the girl’s tits, pulled her up.

As Sophia looked at Hebert though she saw her mouth turn all pouty, and her big expressive eyes almost looked like they were about to tear up… fuck, how the hell did the loser have such a cute puppy dog face? Why the hell did she not use it before with the teachers? She was too damn cute in the poor abused ugly puppy kind of way. Then Sophia thought about making her cum, how she had looked hot as fuck when she was being pleasured. Sophia wondered how she would look when she was fucked silly.

Shit… she might be a God damn dyke.

Reaching over, Sophia grabbed at the jeans that Taylor was wearing, and undid the button there, and pulled on the jeans, pulling a pair of soaked white panties with them. Sophia could already see that Taylor was soaking wet, and, Sophia found her mouth begin to water at the sight.

Yeah, she definitely was a damn dyke.

While Taylor was still on the ground, however, Sophia jumped on top of her, because like hell was she going to be on the bottom, especially on the road. Quickly turning herself around, she was left face to face with Taylor’s plump and wet pussy. Sophia lifted her mask up a little and gave it an experimental lick. It didn’t taste half bad. Sophia heard Taylor let out a moan as she did so, having been teased for the last good while. Well, why not give her a little reward for her service?

Sophia began to lick once more, and then moaned into Taylor’s muff when she began to lick Sophia as well. She was still coming down from her orgasm so she was still super sensitive. Like hell was she going to cum first this time, however, and Sophia dove in with gusto, licking her sexual adversary and dipping her tongue in to try to lick at Hebert’s clit.

Sophia heard and felt Taylor moan through her pussy, causing Sophia to moan as well as the vibrations sent fresh waves of pleasure through her, and driving the fire in her loins higher. Wanting more, Sophia pushed down on Taylor’s face more, grinding her pussy against Taylor’s face, and the braindead rug muncher didn’t miss a beat, she immediately changed how she was licking Sophia to be able to lick her while Sophia was grinding her muff against Taylor’s mouth. Fuck, whoever had designed Taylor had done a damn good job.

Already, Sophia could feel herself getting closer to orgasm, her sensitive pussy still not recovered from the last time she came. She hadn’t even had time to make Taylor cum and she was already getting closer. Not wanting to be outdone by Hebert of all things, but knowing it was inevitable, Sophia dived in, driving her tongue into Taylor in hopes she could dive the girl to orgasm first. Even so, Sophia felt herself teetering on the knife’s edge, and… and… and… fuck!

Sophia moaned as she came again, spasming around Taylor’s tongue again, and cumming on her face. Sophia’s eyes rolled up and her tongue stopped momentarily as she rode her climax, feeling even more pleasure as Taylor continued to tongue fuck her poor pussy. Maybe, maybe trying to outperform the literal sex slave was not the best idea.

Sophia’s thoughts however were interrupted by the sound of boots and the familiar sound of confoam being sprayed over them, locking them both in their sixty-nine with no chance of escaping Hebert’s expert pussy licking tongue. Sophia was struck by both fear, and excitement at the prospect of being forced to stay like this, stuck in a sixty-nine with Hebert while they brought them back to HQ.

This… might be fun. 

Lobotomite Lost a Body

These snippets won’t be in order or anything as I’m just writing what comes to mind when I have free time. These snippets might become a proper cohesive story but not for a while as these are just snapshots of things happening.
 
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 Taylor zipped up her undersuit, having to spend an extra moment while passing her breasts, she should have chosen a smaller option for her breasts when taking the fertility treatment but she didn’t exactly have time to get back under the knife. Not that she was really thinking of actually getting smaller breasts. Her breasts ever since taking the fertility treatment were wonderfully big and Taylor loved to feel her fingers sink into them as she found herself fondling them ever once and a while whenever she was alone.
 
 Taylor felt some hands slip underneath her armpits, pushing forward and cupping her breasts as another large set of breasts pressed into her back. Taylor let out a small sound as Jesse pinched her nipples that were poking out of her jumpsuit. Taylor shivered as Jesse was once again fondling her breasts and distracting her from her preparations.
 
 “Jesse, I need to get ready.”
 
 “I know, but who says you can’t do that while I play with you?” Taylor was about to respond when Jesse pinched her nipples, causing her to gasp suddenly as the rough material rubbed hard against them, sending sensations through her. Taylor could have stopped her, either by telling her off properly, or through her power, but that wouldn’t be fair. They did this all the time after all, why would her trip back to Earth Bet be any different.
 
 “Come on girl, you know you love it,” Jesse said, her voice low, husky, and near her ear. Taylor shivered once more as Jesse said that, remembering all the times when Jesse would talk like that, how she would make Taylor feel when she was in a mood like this. How she would…
 
 Taylor felt one of Jesse’s hands gripping her crotch, rubbing her there, through her panties, rubbing at her wet lower lips, sending pleasant sensations through her as Taylor bit her lip. She couldn’t stay here forever though, despite how good it would feel. Taylor leaned down, pressing her ass against Jesse, having the older woman bend down behind her. Taylor felt the breasts that were pressing into her back shift lower, and at the same time, Jesse’s hand touching herself down there became more dexterous, pushing and rubbing in different ways and patterns from before. Sending a renewed wave of pleasure through Taylor, causing her to lose focus on the pants she was about to pull on.
 
 Jesse though was a bit helpful, she started to slowly ease Taylor up, her hands gripping the jeans tightly as she endured the heavenly assault on her focus. Soon enough the pants were up and Taylor did them up, cutting off a vector of attack by Jesse. The next was going to be much harder, her chest armour.
 
 “You wanna continue?” Jesse asked. That was about to nod her head, this was a fun part of the morning, better than when Jesse shilled out for a proper breakfast from the sink rather than them scrounging up some grub from the wastes of Big Mountain. Though truth be told, a proper American breakfast was a wonderful thing. But, today was the day, today was the day that Taylor got to go home. Instead she shook her head.
 
 “Any other day, I would, but I’m too excited to get home,” Jesse nodded, ceasing her touching and just gave her a hug.
 
 “Alright Tay, I know this is important to you so I won’t keep ya. I need to get back to Vegas anyways. House wants me to check out some sightings of some strange creatures coming out of the ground around the outskirts of Vegas’ territory,” Jesse shuddered at that before muttering under her breath, “I hope it’s not them.”
 
 Thankful for the reprieve, Taylor tried to center herself, and push away the lustful fog that was drawing her attention to the wonderful sensation of her friend’s bountiful breasts pressing against her back. She had to get dressed before she got home after all.
 
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 Taylor stood in a room that was off from the main part of the “forbidden zone.” Dr. Mobius had been hard at work trying to figure out her little problem of being on the wrong earth. Supposedly, he had managed to fix the problem. Now, Taylor was here to see the results. In the middle of the room was a massive machine, robo scorpions crawled along it, plugging in wires and checking over the massive machine. The thing looked like some kind of small room, with a massive tesla coil looking thing above it. It wasn’t a tesla coil that was for sure. The thing also had support beams that lead up to the bulbous top section of the thing, and up top was a large amount of glowing tubes that spread out in every direction.
 
 “Mmmm…? Ah! You’re here! I was just about to tell your brain to bring you here,” Dr. Mobius said to Taylor after turning around. Taylor smiled at the old scientist. Ever since he’d learned of her predicament, he’d gotten to work trying to help her. When she’d asked why he was helping her, he simply said; “for many raisins, but mostly, because it is the right thing to do.” Then he went on asking her about the various things going on in taylor’s world.
 
 “Now, I have the TV-porter all set up for you, and I have thought of everything I can do to make your trip safer, after all, I don’t make mistakes,” Taylor shook her head at that. Taylor guessed that was some bleed over from the original scientists that Dr. Mobius had been before he had reprogramed himself.
 
 “Just stand on the swirly bit and we can get started!” Taylor followed the doctors orders, and ascended the small ramp to the glass panel where underneath, was a swirling vortex of strange energy resided, or some fancy lights. With Dr. Mobius it’s hard to figure what is which, like tinker tech, only a bit more understandable.
 
 “Are you sure that my brain will still be able to send signals to my body and receive them back?”
 
 “Hmm? Oh yes yes, I checked and rechecked my calculations numerous times. If my calculations are correct, and they always are, there should be no delays at all in sending and receiving signals. Though if there is some delay, just use your transponder gun to get used to your location so we can bring you back. Okay?” Taylor nodded at Dr. Mobius’ words. She didn’t think she would understand the technology that Dr. Mobius was using to make all this possible so she didn’t ask. It was like asking a tinker. It made sense only half the time and the rest didn’t at all. Jesse understood more, and her brain even more, what with it reading up on all the old world advanced science textbooks that it now had access to.
 
 “Alright then beam me up Doctor.”
 
 “Of course, goodbye dearie! Come back soon and we can share a mentat with your friends' brains,” there was a shower of sparks, then… then… then.
 
 All Taylor saw was darkness. Taylor couldn’t feel her limbs, she couldn’t feel her jaw, she couldn’t feel anything. Taylor tried to open her eyes, but it was a much different experience. Rather than opening her eyelids, she just could suddenly see. The field of view was all weird and off. Taylor could hear things, small sounds in the background but it came in strange, extremely crisp and clear. Taylor tried to look around and found only her “eyes” moved. She was in… wait a moment… this was Dr. Mobius’ lab, and there floating around was Jesse’s brain. It had upgraded to a chassis similar to Dr. Mobius and the rest of the think tank, and it was even an honorary member of the Think Tank, though the brains in Big Mountain just knew it as Dr. Igor, the assistant to Dr. Frankenstein, or in this case, Dr. Mobius.
 
 “What the!?” Taylor
 
 “What the?” Taylor exclaimed in a rather gruff sounding voice, like a Mister Gutsy.
 
 “Oh, you’re awake,” Jesse’s brain said. It was silent for a bit, continuing the experiments and calculations it was making, before Jesse’s brain finally exclaimed after turning it’s monitors to her.
 
 “Oh shit!” Jesse’s brain exclaimed, Taylor could imagine if Jesse’s brain had eyes they would have gone wide as it’s eyebrows shot for the roof. “You’re awake!”
 
 
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 Taylor's back home! Kind of... okay her brainless body is back home, armed to the teeth, and enhanced to boot... I hope no one is nearby...