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Sam smiled as he looked down at the latest iteration of the potion that would hopefully save his morality. A morality threatened by the horrible mamono mages who desired his sexual interests turned in a rather… paedophilic direction. On an average day, unlike his sister, Sam didn’t actually care too much about mamono. They were a problem for the Order and those who closely followed the will of the Chief God. Not that he wasn’t a worshipper, but he had no interest in ending up conscripted into a war he cared nothing about only to get raped at the end of whatever crusade they called. Besides, the Northern Kingdom of Sordan was doing well enough against regular monsters.


But when the mamono mages, or any other mamono threatened to alter his very mind? That’s when he took exception, and a baphomet threatening him with “Teaching him the wonders of loli love,” very much fit.


Now of course he had no illusions of actually winning any bout with a baphomet, or of possibly running away from her. His time researching mamono at the academy, not to mention for the creation of his potion he had now had revealed to him the great reach of any such powerful monsters. Racoon illusionists, aerial dominance, teleportation, etcetera… There were so many tools the baphomet could use to snatch him from away from wherever he escaped to.


However, befuddling them could be possible for a time, letting him steal victory from the jaws of defeat.


Not to mention becoming his true self. A self he’d longed for… for quite a time.


Taking a deep breath, Sam smelled his brew, his corrupt little potion, the thing that would let him both save his mind, and finally let him shed this horrible shell he’d been slipped into on accident. It would have happened eventually, he knew it. He’d learned about it when he’d discovered an old text by a bygone inquisitor that discussed the matter of “alps.” Men whose desires were not “pure” would become them even if they denied it. Alps would come from those who would feel lust for when the looked upon men, even if they felt the same for women.


Sam’s desires certainly weren’t pure, especially when he looked to his friend Karl, how he’d grown to be a strapping lad. The man’s muscles had become pillars of marble, his chest huge and defined. Karl’s abs could be used to grate cheese, and his jaw was strong enough to have been chiselled from granite. Seeing him in any kind of state of undress…


Sam shivered at the thought, while he was enticed by the female form too, perhaps a bit too much in certain regards, Karl was pretty much his only friend, and despite himself… he knew that if he were to be corrupted now, with not baphomet interference, there was no doubt that he would Alp.


Thus, his corrupt potion… he needed a better name for it. 


Well, no time like the present. Swirling the potion around a bit, Sam poured it out into his cup. The brew smelt like Cinderbell tea, a somewhat expensive tea many minor nobles enjoyed that Sam used as a base. Taking a deep breath, Sam downed the tea in a single gulp before setting the teacup down. For a moment, nothing happened, alarm bells started to sound outside, but Sam ignored them. Nothing he’d be able to do about it anyways. 


It started off with warm blooming from just about everywhere. Not just his loins though even as his cock hardened, but his whole body. Sam swallowed his spit, but his mouth was starting to get dry while his body continued to heat up. Unable to help it Sam started to pant like a dog, while at the same time he felt sweat starting to spread across his body. Despite it, he felt like it was barely helping with the heat. Needing to cool down, Sam shed his clothes, the things falling to the floor, and already they were nearly soaked. With a finger Sam flicked it across his sweat soaked arm, and it was almost like sliding a finger against a dewy leaf, water gathering around his fingers, and then he soon noticed the hair. His finger had come away with not just sweat, but the hair had come right off, and it left smooth skin behind. Looking down Sam noticed that his clothes had also ended up covered in his hair, and as he felt himself dripping, he gazed down to see his body hair following the sweat as it slid into a puddle below him. 


As Sam marvelled, he started to feel his ass, his thighs, and his loins growing even hotter. Sam reached down, touched them and it felt like his hands were cool by comparison. On instinct Sam reached for his genitals, before pulling away, a gasp escaping his mouth as his cock had jumped right to attention. The thing was smaller, and yet it twitched with a furious vigour as Sam nearly came from just that. The sensation of pleasure that had ripped through him had been so intense that he’d nearly fallen back. It’d been enough that he almost didn’t notice it as he felt his thighs beginning to touch, or his ass getting thicker, and rounder. Then paying attention to his chest, Sam saw his nipples growing, quill tip sized nubs expanding as they grew turgid, before his breasts started to rapidly balloon, growing a cup every few moments as the heat got turned up on his chest as well. It was like a sauna, and then Sam made the mistake of reaching for a breast. 


“Ooooh~!” Sam let out as he touched his breasts, not even the nipple as just the rough grab was enough to enflame his desires. Unable to hold himself back, Sam’s fingers journeyed further, sliding wonderfully up his breasts, his other hand reaching down to his even smaller cock. As soon as he reached his nipple the sensation of sensual delight filled him and nearly made him start to cum. The moment he wrapped his soft, smooth hand around his cock, it was like he’d thrown an oil pot into the lustful fire at his core. He felt the mechanisms of his member start to churn, his balls pulling in, his dick growing ever more sensitive as he rapidly jerked his now micro dick in with his fingers, his eyes rolling back as the sensations over took him. Sam let out a moan as the orgasm ripped through her, jism spraying into her hand as her eyes crossed, her mouth hanging open as she fell to her knees, her hips shaking and humping at her hand, prolonging the delightful pleasure rapidly burning her up from the inside out. 


In a haze of lust, Sam at some point brought her cum stained fingers up to her lips and started to lick and suck on them, the skin turning smoother than they’d ever been while she suckled on her own seed. The taste was delicious, her arousal soaring once again as she reached down with her other hand and quickly found that instead of a micro penis, a hole had appeared. Sam didn’t even hesitate as she let her fingers dive in, sliding into her slit with no restraint, moaning aloud as pleasure started to hammer her brain once again while she explored her new cavity. 


The feeling was so intense that Sam forgot to pay attention to the other transformations enveloping her body as bones shrunk and her hips widened. Her only focus was on the fingers sliding in and out of her new loins, exploring her virgin pussy. The feeling was not unlike a reversal of when she’d stroke herself, only pushing inward rather than out. Sam moaned more as the intensity continued to ramp, unable to stop herself now that she’d begun. Sam’s fingers kept exploring her slit, diving in with nearly her whole hand until she suddenly hit a specific spot. 


“Oooooh fuck yeah~!” Sam moaned around her cum soaked digits as she started to hammer one specific spot, her G-spot. With each assault from her fingers, divine delight thundered its way forth across her body, clouding her mind even more. Her hips continued to meet her fingers as they started to speed up, while she continued to lick and suck on her cum stained ones, before she started to feel herself coming closer once again. Sam moans grew in both crescendo and speed as she got closer to her goal. As she approached the knife’s edge Sam thought of slowing down, of perhaps edging herself a bit to hold. Her inexperience though doomed her as her fingers slid across a specific spot, and Sam’s eyes widened as a blast of sensation from her clit filled her. It was enough to bring Sam’s now thick and juicy legs together around her fingers to drive them in one last time as Sam cried out around her fingers in delight as she came once again. 


Exhausted, Sam collapsed after that into a puddle of sweat and hair, uncaring for the moment as she just lay there, letting out satisfied moans as she came down from her sexual high. Sam wasn’t sure how long she lay there, but eventually she gained enough strength to push herself up, and magic’d away the mess she’d made. For a moment Sam looked to her boy clothes, and considered them for a second, before smiling and ignoring them. She wasn’t going to be confined to some boyish clothes that probably didn’t fit her any more. Sam, or rather Samantha, had better ideas.


While her sister had… burned her feminine clothes, she still had clothes here and with just a bit of a creative use of some mending spells, some new clothes could be fashioned that actually fit her new form. Walking off to her sister’s room, Samantha grabbed a plain set of clothes her sister used to relax in, and started tearing at them. In their current form they’d never be able to fit around Samantha’s new and improved body, but with a few spells…


Within minutes, Samantha slipped on her new shirt and shorts, the best she could do for now. The shorts barely fit, pressing into her ass enough to merely highlight it. Meanwhile her shirt was little more than a sturdier bra with sleeves and a collar, tied together with a belt in a vain hope to keep her breasts contained. She could see the nubs of her nipples against the fabric, and the way it rubbed as she moved, Samantha was pretty sure she’d not exactly lose her blush any time soon, especially as she admired herself in the mirror. She licked around her thick lips, and smiled at her reflection for a-


But then there was a loud series of banging at the door, with a loud voice accompanying it: “Sam, open up!”


It was her friend, Karl. For a moment Samantha licked her lips, imagining his well muscled form, taking her in his powerful arms, holding her tight, before pinning her to the ground, his erection-


“For the Chief God’s sake open the damn door!” snapped out of her little fantasy, Samantha hopped to it, walking to the door, hesitating for a second as she now looked, almost completely different. Her hesitation didn’t last long, since Karl’d need to know about the new her anyways. It’s just…


“Sam!” with that last shout she opened the door, and barely got a look outside before suddenly two women were shoved towards her. On instinct Samantha cried out, along with the two women shoved into her. Meanwhile Karl sprinted away, barely looking in her direction before leaving.


“Keep them safe!” she heard her friend call out, he was already halfway down the hall before she could even process what was going on.


“What!?” Samantha called, but got no answer as she heard her friend pound his way down the hall and then down the stairs. After a moment of confusion, Samantha and the other two women pulled away from each other, a blush graced the face of the plain blonde woman in the very expensive looking dress. She’d landed face first into Samantha’s breasts, even lingering a moment before pulling back revealing the face of one of the princesses of the realm, Evelyn. She was the youngest, and in truth plainest of the princesses. Only her expensive garb and fancy hair done in series of long spiralling curls and her pretty face did much for her, as her bust was nothing more than mosquito bites. Samantha blinked a bit as she wondered why in the Chief Goddess’ name Karl would bring the princess here. 


The other woman had instead fallen on her arm, and had picked herself up first. She was a Nun from the looks of it. She looked barely phased as she pulled away; closing the door she’d been shoved through. If Samantha could remember correctly, she was one of the newest heroes of the realm that the Chief Goddess had chosen to bless. The Nun wore the standard uniform of her previous profession, and while it might conceal some of her assets, there was still enough of a hint that she could draw attention even without her pretty face. As she moved, Samantha noticed the mace on her hip, strapped to a belt, and from her training as a mage, could feel the holy energy wafting off of it with her magical senses.


“Really, you’re the one that Karl decided to stick us with? And what exactly are you wearing? Are you a noble or just the mistress of whoever owns this apartment” Evelyn asked as she looked to at Samantha, though Samantha couldn’t help but notice as she talked, her eyes were lower than they should be. She continued to try to glance upwards, but they kept slipping back down. Samantha felt her cheeks heating up a bit, her hands coming up to hide her protruding nipples a bit, and thankfully the priestly hero came to the rescue.


“Now princess, that’s rather rude,” the priestess said, her hand landing on the princess’ shoulder as the princess harrumphed.


“Doesn’t change that it’s true, so?” she continued to press.


“This is my apartment, yes. As for my clothes, they got ruined in an experiment I was running, now what’s going on outside?”


“You don’t know?” the Nun asked and Samantha raised an eyebrow.


“I’ve been busy with my experiments all morning, now what is going on and why did Karl bring you here?”


“Beats me, I doubt you can help us escape the monsters anyways, you look like you’re about ready to become one anyways, there is no way she can help us escape,” the princess said, waving her hand in a dismissive way. The young hero girl however ignored the princess and answered instead. As she did she bowed her head, as was appropriate for a peasant born hero to do in the presence of a noble:


“Please Lady mage excuse her highness, we have both had a rather disastrous morning. We require aid in escaping this country, or even the city without being molested by the mamono forces currently sieging the city. We had been separated from the rest of the royal delegation who teleported without us and now according to Karl you are our only hope of teleporting us out of here, yourself included. Please kind lady, save us and we will forever be in your debt!” the hero pleaded. As she said the last part however the princess’ eyes widened before she lightly punched the priestess.


“Don’t make promises like that! What if she gets corrupted and then she wants to call on our debt only to use it as a trap for us? Mamono have no honour after all!”


“If you’re done bickering, I can see about getting us out of here. Now it’ll take some time so I’ll reinforce the walls and you two can make yourself comfortable. I’ve got some tea in the pitcher over there so help yourself. Don’t touch anything else though,” Samantha said, hoping that they’d just leave her be. She’d do what they wanted, and then they could leave her alone to explore her new body. Despite having denied it Samantha knew her sister had some toys around here somewhere, they could be fun to use. 


Grabbing her wand, Samantha started to cast enchantments on the walls of the apartment, giving a short incantation. While it wasn’t likely to stop any kind of determined and magically adept mamono like a Baphomet, it would keep the rabble out, long enough to finally get the two away from here. 


Meanwhile the two girls had settled down by the table as they watched her work on the enchantments. Once that was done, Samantha turned to the two. They’d gotten themselves some tea cups, and thankfully none of them looked like they’d tried to use the small carafe of Holstaur milk Samantha had on the table. Though their tea was suspiciously hot… then again, the hero was a Nun, and they generally had magical training. As it crossed her mind Samantha looked to the junior hero and asked:


“Was there any kind of magical netting going around the city?” she asked, wondering if Karl’s request was for naught. The hero looked up from the tea she was enjoying and made a questioning sound. Then she realised what Samantha was asking. 


“Magical netting? No, not that I saw,” she said and Samantha sighed in a bit of relief.


“Then there are no worries. Good. Give me a few moments to summon up the teleport portal and you two will be off,”


“What about you?” the heroine asked and Samantha shook her head. 


“All my experiments are here, I have a place I’m prepared to flee to that will take longer to teleport to,” she said, boldly lying to a paragon of the Chief God, yet she nodded along, buying it. If the heroine knew that a Baphomet was after her, or rather her male form then she might be tempted to stay and help. Heroes were like that, selfless, always wanting to help in some way, and of course self sacrificing. But she already had a plan in the works and didn’t need her help. Better she escape and help some poor sod by healing their feet cuts or their broken arms than be caught in her the machinations of a child perverting brat.


“But… what if they find you?” the priestess asked, and with a self assured chuckle Samantha decided to put a little show on for her, a fireball appearing in her hands as she let the deadly lethal explosive roll between her fingers in a move of dexterity that suddenly seemed so much easier now. Had her potion made her more dexterous as well? From her magical senses, it even felt more powerful. Something to keep in mind. 


“Let them come,” Samantha said, leaving out the part where it was the fact that her sister couldn’t turn Samantha into her husband which was going to be the disappointing part for the mamono that would come after her.


Then maybe Samantha can snap her out of whatever the Sabbath did to her.


Of course the Princess snorted at that. “You? You’ll take down the monsters that come for you? Right…”


Rather than respond however, Samantha just started to swirl her wand in the telltale pattern of a mage creating a teleportation portal. She’d be happy to finally be rid of these people soon enough. Then she can get back to her lonesome. Slowly the portal started to take shape, a purple miasma forming in a spiral around the area where Samantha was aiming her casting. Soon enough it would open up into a portal, and so long as she kept the rotation up, the teleportation miasma would remain stable. Just a few moments more and-


“Guh~!” Samantha heard and turned to look over at the pair. She was about to ask what was the matter when her eyes widened. The princess had doubled over. Her hands were trembling; her face was red as sweat started to slick her skin. For a moment the Priestess got up, before she suddenly too seemed to be struck up something. The priestess fell to the ground, and Samantha looked around for where any kind of attack could have come from. Then as she looked back, the priestess- mercy her, she’d thrown off her robe, and the princess was desperately clawing at her own garb, pulling her top down… to reveal breasts instead of a flat board and they were growing fast.


Oh no.


They’d drank her brew, they’d drank her potion!


“What did you do?” the princess demanded, looking at Samantha, her eyes filled with anger… and lust.


“Me? I didn’t, you drank my experiment!” Samantha shouted, but the two of them didn’t seem to hear it. They kept doubled over, the two’s bodies shifted and changed before her very eyes, their bodies undergoing the same kind of alterations that Samantha had. Their thighs thickened, their breasts kept growing, their asses rounding out and tightening up until they were nice and thick. The priestess’ fingers pushed through her thighs, and underneath her shorts like panties, Samantha could clearly see through the soaked white fabric. Her fingers slid between her legs, and her fingers started to rapidly slide into her slit. The priestess moaned aloud, her body reacting on instinct, her chest rubbed into the floor, her fingers hammering in and out. Samantha couldn’t look away as the junior hero fell to her desires then and there. Despite herself, despite how she desired Karl, his strong arms, his thick body, his nice and big cock, the sight of the priestess touching herself, her thick and bubble butt bouncing in sync with her fingers. The action was doing something to Samantha that she hadn’t thought possible. Samantha almost couldn’t really look away as the woman’s ass and thighs kept growing fatter and fatter. Her ass as she was transforming was becoming incredibly thick and juicy that she almost wanted to grip it, to slap it, and maybe even drive her face between the priest’s thighs. 


Fuck me, the potion’s turned me Bi. Samantha thought, her concentration eroding, the rotating of her wrist slowing down as Samantha swallowed again. The Priestess moaned some more as she continued to thrust her digits into her snatch, her fingers coming out wet from both sweat and the priestess’ arousal.


The young hero’s ass was even eye catching enough to let the princess charge at Samantha before she even realised what was going on. With a cry, the mage was bowled over by the woman. Breath was driven from Samantha as the Princess slammed into her stomach and shewas left gasping on the floor as the formerly plain girl sat on her. 


Above her now was the princess. Her blouse had popped, her breasts had bulged. The things were so massive that her face was hidden and they were likely bigger than her torso. Her nipples protruded outward as thick, hard nubs of turgid flesh. From the tips, Samanthha could see small bits of white on the tip of her breasts, milk accumulating and starting to drip from them. Behind her bountiful breasts all that Samantha could see was incredible masses of hair in drills much like before, and the tips of large black horns poking out from behind the mountainous mounds. The hair’s volume had increased enough that it pooled around them as she sat on Samantha. However it wasn’t just her breasts and hair that had gotten massive. The Princess’ rear had ended up growing huge, her thighs and ass similarly matched Samantha’s and she could feel the princess’ pussy pressing against hers. At the same time something kept swatting at her legs that felt almost like a tiny broom. Samantha had no idea if she was doing it on purpose or not, but the princess’ hips started to shift and grind. She felt the heat of the girl’s core press into hers, their lips sliding back and forth, the two grinding against each other as the sensations filled them both with delight.


“What are- ah~” Samantha tried to say but the princess’ arms had finally come down, and landed right on Samantha’s breasts. She pressed down hard on them, her fingers finding her nipples easily and then squeezing. A bolt of pleasure rolled through Samantha as the princess continued to touch her, to fondle her breasts. At the same time she could hear the princess moaning as well, while the priestess in the background continued to finger fuck herself. 


“You betrayed uth!” the girl cried out, a lisp coming out at the end as she called out. With a ragged breath though, Samantha denied:


“No, ah, I didn’t!” but all that got her was a slap before the princess leaned down. Her breasts completely smothered Samantha’s face, her hands crushed beneath the princess’ new and massive breasts. Though curiously they were right by the blonde’s nipples, and in the basest part of her brain, Samantha was getting enjoyment of this as she started to fondle and grope the princess, paying her back for before. Milk slicked her fingers as she tugged and played starting to milk the massive heifer.


The princess let out a loud "Moo!", before she pressed her breasts even harder into Samantha’s face. Even suffocating, Samantha’s core burned with desire, her fingers teased and touched, wanting to feel her more, milking the princess as much as she could. Some part of Samantha wanted to latch onto those big, thick nipples, to suck for all of her worth, drinking in the princess' milk with gusto that would likely present her the same fate. Yet the thought of such sweet milk allured both her loins and her tongue Then the princess lifted her hips, and Samantha whined as she tried to follow, but couldn’t. All she could do now was grope and milk the princess of her precious milk, her hips shaking and her mind filled with a lustful smoke that obscured her thoughts. 


Then the princess pulled back, letting Samantha breathe. It hadn’t been long, but Samantha couldn’t help but pant, her breath ragged, her desires inflamed. She wasted no time grinding her pussy into the princess’ core, nearly making her double over from Samantha rubbing herself against her. Then Samantha saw the wet pair of panties in her hand. 


“No more talking!” The princess cried and shoved her soaked panties into Samantha’s mouth. Samantha cried out, before the scent did something to her. Her head filled even more with a heady sensation, her tongue delighted in the taste of the princess. Something was going on with her, she didn’t know what. It had to be the potion’s work, it was affecting her! Still dazed and confused however, Samantha didn’t put up any resistance, lust clouding her judgement as someone else came over. 


“Keep her still,” the princess commanded to someone, and suddenly Samantha saw a thick, juicy ass over her, the pussy of the person dripping, it’s lips inflamed and the clit was engorged enough to poke from it’s hood. 


“Yes, hah, princess,” the heroine said, before she lowered herself on Samantha. Samantha moaned, her head pressed against the woman’s pussy, her arousal wafting into her nose, slicing her thoughts asunder as the corrupt lust in her flooded her mind. At the same time the princess moved away, but before Samantha could complain, she felt hands pressing into her thighs, driving her down, and then she moaned as she felt a tongue slide against it. Samantha rode the wave of pleasure that cascaded forth from her pussy, the tongue already getting her closer and closer to cumming. Then it came again. A long, rough tongue first slammed into her clit, a tsunami rushing forth into her core, adding to the churning mess of lust in her, before the rest of the tongue would slide down. Pleasure followed the nimble and naughty organ as the priestess licked at her. Samantha could only moan as she was pleasured. There was the sound of something above, but she had no idea what as the thighs kept her deaf to the outside world. Then the priestess lifted herself up and Samantha once more moaned in anguish.


“Tho, you like transforming people huh?” Samantha heard the princess ask. Lust drunk as she was, all the wizardly bimbo could do was make a pathetic groan in her own defence as she kept licking at the panties in her mouth. 


“Let’s see what this does then,” the princess said and then something was poured onto the panties. Suddenly something thick and sweet started to soak into the panties. The taste was divine as Samantha greedily gulped it up through the panties, her eyes rolling back. As she drank, the inferno in her core blazed. Samantha moaned again. She tried to bring her hands up but two pairs of hands grabbed her arms, holding them down as Samantha jerked her hips. Something started to spring out her backside from her tailbone. At the same time, her head was so hot and Samantha let out a long, low moan into the panties while big, heavy things grew on the side of her head, and then the head spread to her breasts. It was like she was being transformed all over again, her breasts swelling even larger than before, and not only that but there was a growing pressure in them. Samantha moaned again weakly trying to resist the two transformed girls. 


“Oh ho ho ho, look at these fat tits,” the princess said, her words slurring together again as she let go. Samantha almost tried to get up, when the princess rushed forth, and took a nipple in her mouth.


“Oooo!” Samantha cried, the sensation like a bolt of lightning to her core, her pussy clenching and unclenching, the feeling almost making the former man cry out in delight. Paralysed, Samantha’s legs shook, her heart was in her throat, her breathing was ragged, her nipples were hard and leaking. Already her mind was going, the lustful fog was over taking her thoughts as Samantha let her head loll back and gyrated her hips hoping for mercy as sensual delight rocked her form. 


“Oooh, I can’t take it, please miss mage, help me~” someone said before Samantha felt the panties being pulled out of her mouth before she felt another mouth latch onto her nipple. 


“Mooooo~” was Samantha’s only response, the fog in her mind too much to even properly respond. Bliss filled her from head to toe, and she couldn’t focus on anything, the sensations were too much for her, and then her face was being crushed again. This time however Samantha’s tongue flicked out on instinct. The appendage didn’t waste time, driving itself deep into a girl’s pussy. The juices were sweet and sexy, the mere taste like adding oil to a wildfire as Samantha tried to moan again, the vibrations traveling through the pussy, making its owner moan as well before she started to grind it into Samantha. 


Something was said but Samantha couldn’t hear it, the thick thighs pressing a pussy into her face keeping her from hearing it. Even if she heard it though, Samantha likely wouldn’t have understood it as her brain was rapidly turning to mush, pleasure from her nipples dominating her world as she licked and suckled the pussy pressing into her. Then someone grabbed her arms, pulling them away from the hero's heroicly fat ass and she felt them pressed into something else. Barely took a second for Samantha to realise what they were and then started to squeeze. The princess' nipples leaked milk as Samantha started to play with her and she could hear through even the luscious thunder thighs of Klara the moo of pleasure from the princess, before Samantha moaned as well at the feeling of her own mammaries being milked by the princess' hand and mouth. The princess' tongue doing a far better job as she caressed Samantha's teat with her rough tongue, sending jolts of delight into her with each suckle.


Then like a grenade pleasure exploded through Samantha, soft fingers pressed into her pussy, a palm driving itself into Samantha’s clit. Samantha cried out again as that final act was too much for her. She felt it like a failing dam, the barrier to her cumming fell. Samantha’s feet somehow found purchase and pushed her hips up, her body extending and driving the fingers in further as Samantha couldn’t stop herself. Her hips shook with a great ferocity as they assisted the fingers in fucking her, sliding each digit over more and more of the insides of her inner lips. Sensual sensations continued to slide up her spine, the orgasm becoming full body as Samantha felt her whole body shaking while her vision went white. 


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On and on their fun continued as time lost it's meaning to the three sluts. The potion's potency drove the three's lustful eloping to new levels as the orgy continued. Samantha's head was as awash with pleasure as the others, barely able to pull herself from the delightful haze that befell her mind. Whether it was from being fuck drunk or from the Holstaur transformation Samantha didn't know. She just knew that the two hotties were wondrous companions to have as she and the princess continued to suckle and drink, feeding the heroine, and sometimes trapping her between their breasts as they writhed and rubbed at each other. 


As time went on, the domination of Samantha fell away. Their attentions would shift from one girl to the next. They'd rapidly over power the other, holding her down, their fingers dancing across her lurid form. The princess was the first they shifted to, her haughtiness and barely milked breasts drawing the heroine to jump her, pushing her down before glomping a breast and beginning to suckle on her like a babe. The pleasure it brought let Samantha break the hold, and begin to suckle the princess' other teat. Joining in on holding the princess down and her fingers let her return the favour to the princess. The holstaur writhing in their clutches as they finger fucked and sucked her teats, pleasure easy to see on her face as her blush intensified and her eyes half lidded as sensual delight filled her mind with a mind numbing lust. These switches continued on as the orgy combined with those sounds of pleasure that were ever approaching in the distance outside, the monsters rapidly conquering the city and pushing forth to the noble quarter where Samantha lived.


Samantha luxuriated in the pleasure of the other two as by now they'd once more shifted to dominating her again, their fingers as heavenly as their mouths as she was sucked and finger fucked. She writhed in the prison of wonderfully soft skin that surrounded her on all sides, when suddenly the door opened. Someone was here. Despite the sudden intrusion though, the two girls kept sucking on Samantha, and the rapturous sensations of her breasts being suckled, of her milk being slowly drawn out but two lewd mouths was nearly enough to stop her from even trying to get up.


But even if there was likely nothing to fear, there was still a chance it was some inquisitor or hero, and so Samantha gave her partners a tight squeeze, before they eventually pulled off with twin pops. Samantha pushed herself up to look at whoever had come in, ready to cast sleep on them were they hostile, but then she saw who it was.


It was Karl. Her wondrous Karl. He was stood there in his protector’s armour, one of the few in the kingdom that could stand up against demonic silver. It’d been damaged around his heart, the plate caved in from a hard blow. Karl had also lost his helm at some point, his sheath hung empty by his side, his messy hair was slick and stuck to his head. His eyes were wide, and though his face moved a bit here and there, he couldn’t look away. Samantha saw his fingers twitching as he looked to them.


“Sa, Sam?” he asked, almost chocking as he saw her, his mind no doubt barely able to match her old form with the new, what with how much she’d changed. At the same time though, the slight blush on his cheeks were rapidly deepening as he looked at all three of them. After a second of staring his mouth slipped shut, his lips pursing, and he swallowed as he looked to her. For a second, his fingers started to close into fists, his strong, masculine jaw clenching. His muscles tensing and it was all Samantha could do to keep tears back.


“Karl,” she said, her voice trembling as she said it, and yet she hoped that… that despite… despite what had happened, what she’d turned into… that… that at least he might… She wasn’t sure what, other than maybe he’d accept her, or… 


Maybe even want her?


After a moment, Karl’s shoulders relaxed, his posture shifted. He closed the door behind him, and then in one swift move, he pulled the enchanted breastplate of his off, and threw it to the side. His gambeson was next and it joined the breastplate. Samantha’s eyes widened as she once more was blessed by the sight of him, the sight of his magnificent body. A body that was trained to be able to go toe to toe with a monster girl and win. As his arms moved, she couldn’t help but admire as his alabaster column arms moved with his big, powerful pecks. His abs were hard enough to grind cheese on. In a single smooth motion, Karl’s hand gripped his belt and drew it to the side, before letting it, his pants, and then his underwear drop. Samantha’s eyes widened even further still as her mouth watered from the sight. As his pants fell, a thick, meaty rod slipped out and swung up, slapping against his bare abs once, the sound almost seeming to reverberate through the three as they all shuddered at once seeing such a powerful pecker. 


Just the thought of it was driving Samantha mad, her mind going blank as her mind was once more engulfed by a lustful shroud. Her nipples hardened, her legs and thighs rubbed together as she saw his wonderful, magnificent, massive member swinging to and fro. Were she susceptible to such things she’d have slipped into a deep trance from such a view. At some point he’d started to move, perhaps when his cock had begun to sway, and then he was nearly in front of them. Samantha couldn’t stop herself, not that she would have, as she fell back again, her arms reaching down, and used her fingers to spread her lower lips, hoping to invite in the glorious guard.


“Please Karl… I, ah, I want you, so, so much~!” she said, her voice dripping with desperation. There was a banging at the door but Samantha ignored it, instead delighting as Karl fell upon her. His fingers reached out to her, grasping Samantha’s breasts, and she couldn’t help but let out a melodious ‘moo’ for him as pleasure spread across her front. Like with the others as he touched her teats, it was like his fingers were electrified, blasting delight into her breasts and down to her core. As if drawn in by some siren’s call, Karl’s head lowered town to one of Samantha’s breasts, and she swooned as he did so. A bright smile nearly split her face as he lowered his head before he pulled a hand away, and instead caught her nipple with his mouth, his tongue giving a loving and long lick across her areola. Samantha moaned again, his tongue giving off an even more intense blast of pleasure through her before suddenly he started to suckle from her. 


“Mooo!” she cried out, her eyes going wide as the sensation was more than anything she’d ever experienced except when the girls went hard on her clit, or the few times she’d attempted to use toys on her ass as a boy and hit a spot just right. Unable to help herself Samantha’s head fell back as her legs shifted and vibrated, squirming as her cunt quivered in need. 


Then he just kept going, his mouth drinking her milk in more and more, and her enjoyment just kept increasing as he sucked more and more from her. Her moos came out longer and louder, her hips shook and spasmed as he suckled. Her eyes lost focus and her mouth fell open, unable to do anything more than luxuriate in the feeling of absolute bliss that her chest was giving her. 


Then Karl pulled away and Samantha tried to pull herself together. Trying to slow her breath a bit so she could move closer to him and-


“Moo!” Samantha cried out once more as she felt Karl grab her hips, before pulling her close to him. Then she felt his rod and a sound emerged from her mouth as her eyes widened and gained focus once more. She looked to Karl, a smile spreading across her face as she felt his hot, thick, hard cock against her lower lips. She continued to quiver down there, suddenly feeling empty, suddenly needing him in her right then and there. Samantha smile continued up above, quivering with need as well as she was nearly about to start begging to cry out for him to fuck her into the floor with his magnificent divine cock. She needed him, she so desperately needed him. Then just as she was about to start, he pulled back and-


“Mooooooo~!” Samantha cried out, her eyes rolling back instantly as her jaw dropped as if a magical detonation had just fired off in her pussy, pleasure spreading through her whole body as she was suddenly so close to cumming already even after the girls had had their way with her. She heard Karl grunt as well, enjoying himself more as he continued to slide his dick in, and Samantha couldn’t be happier. On instinct Samantha did her best to tighten herself down below, clenching as best she could to make it as good for Karl as it felt for her. Yet even as she did she couldn’t stop herself from shaking and vibrating as she started to lose control of herself. Her joy had shot up through the sky, and she tried her best to pull him in further, wrapping her legs around his torso to bring him in as close as possible. Yet as she did Karl pulled back, only to thrust in again, drawing another moo from her as she shuddered and did her best to pull him in closer. Samantha was lost in a sea of pleasure as her mind started to fill with a lustful fog of such intensity any other thought than that of her love fell by the wayside. She once more nearly came again as she felt Karl beginning to fondle her, to touch her breasts.


Then he leaned forward and his mouth latched onto her other nipple. The sudden tsunami of pleasure nearly broke the camels back as she felt she was but a hair’s breathe away from finally being pushed over. Yet her husband to be hadn’t even cum yet and she so very much wanted him to cum when she did. She needed him to cum with her so she did her best to hold out, but it was a losing battle as his strong, muscular form, his wondrous mouth, his divine cock all did their best to assault Samantha’s mind and body. They filling her with lust and delightful sensations beyond anything she’d ever experienced before. Nothing could come close, and soon enough the dam broke as suddenly Karl shifted, and it was like he’d hit a critical point in her pussy.


“Moooo! Moooo! There! Yes! Moooo!” Samantha cried out as he thrust into her more and more. His fucking became manic as Samantha felt herself cumming with him, her moans growing wanton with his as they were engulfed in twin hurricanes of joy. Pleasure filled them both as Samantha’s pussy clamped down hard on Karl’s cock, and began to pulsate. Milk spurt from Samantha’s breasts and the cowgirl let out a long and unrestrained “Moo!” as she felt her husband start to twitch and spurt. Warm hot seed spewed into her and Samantha couldn’t be happier to receive him. He kept fucking her for moments longer before in a final, dangerously powerful thrust he slammed into her at full speed, going as deep as possible. He filled her fully before more hot and virile cum blasted into her like a spell from a wand.


Driven by the warmth and pleasure of his final thrust, Samantha couldn’t help how her pussy quivered and shivered across Karl’s cock, milking him more and more, making him thrust into her ever more as he kept driving his cock in with little movements that would cause a cascade of twitches and spasms as Samantha on a hair trigger would have her orgasm prolonged from each mini thrust and each blast of hot spunk. Eventually however their bodies pulled away from each other as Samantha, nearly unconscious from the blissful delight filling her fell back. For a moment she lay there, feeling how happy she was, how full she was with Karl’s cum, and how delicious that slightly sore sensation in her pussy, like a well trained muscle that she’d love to use again.


Then the door burst open.


“Dicks out this is the Demon Lords Army! Get ready to fuck, boy!” a loud shout came from the door and Samantha looked with all the others over to the group of blue and purple skinned demons in chainmail bikinis who were in the door way trying to get in… Until they noticed the three bimbos and their hunk.


“Aw Maou… they got here first, come on girls, I think I smell uncorrupted dick this way!” the leader said before she ran off, leaving Samantha and the others to their fun.


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Isekai'd into a Hentai Fantasy World (MHA)


Deku (and potentially others) find himself stuck in a fantasy world. His powers still work, but this is near the start of his adventure, he hasn’t even finished first semester yet, and some succubus is messing with him!


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Izuku marched forth, moving with a sense of determination as he slowly moved down the hall, his lantern in front so he could see, while his sword was at his side. He kept on his toes so he could quickly avoid an attack by springing back, though it wasn’t lethal attacks he was mainly worried about.


It was attacks to his new and absurd breasts. 


Granted his ass could get attacked to, but at least back there it was only a slap or a grope, not… not what happened when he was felt up. Or rather she. 


Not long after she’d woken up in the middle of a field Izuku had encountered her. A bat winged girl had been there, which kind of reminded him of busty devil girls from anime. She had seemed friendly at first, all happy go lucky, really interested in her and honestly kind of cute and sexy at the same time. She’d accidentally blurted that out at her and she’d merely giggled before gifting Izuku the cursed object that was the reason she had such a lewd, female body now. 


She’d given her an amulet that was magical, and it certainly was, just not a beneficial magic to Izuku. The greenette hadn’t thought anything of it at the time, she’d put it on in order to not be rude, and at some point fell asleep. Then when she woke up, she’d been transformed… and… honestly she was hot. Potentially even hotter than any of the girls in class 1A. 


She’d spent so long, just holding her breasts, squeezing them a bit, fondling them in that tiny little camp, not to mention her ass. It was massive now, enough that it would be easy to smother someone with her new rear if need be. Not to mention it made a great cushion that went well with his now far larger hips and thighs. 


After that she’d looked around, but the succubi was no where to be seen, with only a note hoping Izuku liked her new body.


She did, and didn’t. It was… quite the conundrum. Thank Kami for the fact that she’d done all of that strength training with All-Might or her massive tits now might have given her back problems. For now though, they just kind of got in the way from how massive they were… and were distracting to her still female appreciating psyche.


Izuku swallowed, trying to get the thought of taking a little break out from her head. Now… now was not the time to take a break and… have some fun. Now was a time of action, of finishing her little initial expedition into this dungeon and scouting the place out. Not waste time… touching her big juicy…


Biting the insides of her cheeks, Izuku focused on the pain for a moment before releasing her bite and started to move forward again. She wasn’t going to succumb to the succubi’s curse, she was a hero, and she had a well of determination. She’d cleaned up the beach of Musutafu without powers, she’d gotten into U.A. High School, and she’d scout this dungeon to figure out what gear she needed in order to clear it!


It was a small step. Izuku had no illusions that she’d find the succubus that turned her into a buxom babe here. That wasn’t the point of this mission to clear this place out. Weeks ago orcs had started to attack caravans and make off with lots of money, and the local sherrif had said if someone could take them out, any treasure claimed would be that person’s treasure. Izuku wasn’t sure about killing, she’d do it if she had to but… hopefully she could just hurt the chief and they’d run away maybe? Unfortunately he’d be killed anyways, even if she turned him into the sherrif… so killing him quickly… honestly was kind of a mercy. Even though the thought made her stomach churn.


Of course, it was either this, or continue working as the local bar maid, getting groped, slaps on her ass, lewd comments… asking for a kiss… 


Izuku groaned, no doubt her face red as could be as she bit her lip. While she never considered herself gay, the way that they acted, how they… how they wanted her. How they acted. The mere touch was enough to set her off, and she wasn’t sure if it was a curse by the succubus, or if she was so worked up, or, or…


Fuck she hadn’t been able to masturbate in weeks! She didn’t know how, she could make herself feel good she knew, but she knew nothing about this curse, was it permanent if she was fucked? Would she even want to turn back into a man if she was fucked? She’d learned online from… lewd hentai manga that a woman’s pleasure was so much more than a man’s, and that from the gender bender manga that she’d read, it was enough to make someone want to stay a woman. She, she didn’t want that, to be corrupted like that and be convinced to stay a girl. Not that there was anything wrong with being a girl but she just liked her penis! That and she didn’t have to change her panties half way through every shift at the bar. So she had to suffer in silence as those she served drinks to customers to did lewd things, made lewd gestures, and all she could do was blush and try to avoid their gaze as they laughed. It… almost made her want to take them up on their offers, to let them…


Izuku let out a shuddering breath before realising she’d stopped again. Shaking her head, she kept moving, the sound of feasting up ahead was getting close now.


Soon enough, she came across a door that seemed to lead near the main hall of the ruined keep. Inside she could hear at least a dozen voices chatting and having a good time. Peeking around the door frame, Izuku confirmed it. Orcs. Not the Japanese kind of orc which were more porcine, but rather the western kind, the kind that was big, green, and…!


Woah. Was all Izuku could think as she saw how girthy one of the orcs were. At the head of the table, was a huge orc, and either he was a show-er, or he was hiding his axe underneath his fur pants since there was a rod as thick as her arm there. With wide eyes, Izuku pulled back and started to move away from the feasting place of the monsters before… before she did something she’d regret, her mouth already watering, and… and she’d need to change her panties after this. Right, she needed to get out, but then something caught her eye. There was a chest just down a hallway inside of what might have once been a pantry. Curious, Izuku crept down the hall and entered into the pantry, seeing various cutlery and silver dishes around on shelves, stuff he could certainly sell to people back at the village. Though still curious about the chest, Izuku plodded over to it and slowly opened the lid.


Surprisingly, there was no creaking sound as if the thing had been freshly oiled. Curious, Izuku saw what looked to be a ton of silver and copper coins inside of the chest, along with a few pieces of clothing. Reaching out, she grabbed the piece of clothing and raised it up to look at it. 


There was a puff of smoke, and suddenly Izuku felt herself getting wrapped up, her legs tied together, her arms pulled behind her back, and her clothes had disappeared, instead, seemingly replaced by whatever she’d grabbed. Izuku cried out, but found it muffled by some big large thing in her mouth. There was a bit of a draft and Izuku’s eyes realised that her breasts, her ass, and her pussy were all exposed as the cold dungeon air hit her. Izuku squirmed and cried out a bit as she moved.


Then she felt something, something pressing into her ass. Izuku cried out, and tried to use her power that All Might gave her but it wouldn’t surface for some reason, and there was a sudden purple glow coming from what felt like a collar around her neck. All her squirming and moving did nothing to stop whatever it was as Izuku felt it enter her. She let out a cry as something thick and big entered her ass, stretching her out little by little as it pushed. Despite its unwanted entry, the way that it stretched her out, felt good. There was a pleasure that Izuku had never felt before, and it made her pussy lips quiver while her ass was spread around the bead before her rear greedily ate it up. Izuku moaned, glad that it was finally over, before she realised there was another. Izuku’s eyes widened when she felt it start to get pressed in like the first. Only this one was bigger, and thicker. Izuku in vain tried to shake around, to wag the anal beads away, and to push them out to no use. The beads kept pushing in magically, spreading her out bit by bit, making her moan more and more as it spread her out, making her feel good as she tried to rub her thighs together.


In truth, a small part of Izuku was kind of happy about the situation, her core warming up, the pleasure from the beads adding a little to her lewd fire.


It continued like that as Izuku’s legs gave out, and she had to support herself with her head and breasts as they pressed into the floor while more beads pressed into her, each bigger and thicker than the last, spreading her ass out and filling her up~! Izuku’s eyes rolled back as her moans grew steadier. Her hips gyrated with each bead, and eventually Izuku tried to reach back, not for the beads but to touch her neglected pussy, but she failed, her ass was too big. Thus she kept moaning and resigned herself to enjoying the sensation as her ass was filled with beads. Then finally, it stopped as the largest bead finally sunk into Izuku’s ass and she moaned a long, wanton groan of desire as her pussy was wet and quivering, practically dripping with her arousal. Izuku knelt there, unable to muster the energy to move. All she could do was spasm a bit from the pleasure, and from how good it felt to be full, how wonderful it was.


“Mmmmh, how’s my cute little girl doing hmm?” Izuku heard, and her eyes went wide. She tried to get up on her knees, but her heavy breasts kept her from rising, and instead she fell down onto her stomach. Stepping around the greenette though, the succubus who’d transformed Izuku stepped into view, kneeling down with her spiked boots. The demon ruffled Izuku’s still messy green hair as she giggled a bit while Izuku squirmed. 


“Better be quiet, otherwise the Orcs will hear you, and if they catch you, you’ll be their cock sleeve for the rest of your life as they break your cute little mind and fill you with cum and their cute little snotlings,” despite herself, Izuku couldn’t help the scared little cry from coming out, muffled by the gag thankfully as the succubus started to massage and gently scratch at her head. She couldn’t help but shiver as the delightful tingling started to spread through her scalp and spine. No magic as far as she could tell which was good, just a surprise head massage.


“Now, I could release you, it’d be simple, but you’ll have to do something for me in return, ‘mkay?” she asked, and the greenette stayed silent, trying to calm down a bit as the succubus kept massaging her head.


“Here’s the deal, I really, really, really, want you to use that wonderful big brain of yours, but with that stupid self destructive magic you have, well it’s like you have a hammer and now everything is a nail. There may be healers around in this realm, but they won’t do it for cheap, and you don’t exactly have a lot do you? So I’ll release you from this wonderful dress I made for you. But the collar stays on. Oh, and I’ll even give you back your items if you want, but that will cost you extra. So my cute little greenette, what do you think of that offer?” and with that she pulled out the huge red ball gag that had been keeping Izuku gagged. 


“Y-your not giving me many choices. If I don’t go through with it, I’ll get raped by orcs,” she said, and the succubus giggled.


“Judging by how horny you are, I don’t think it’ll stay rape for long, but no. If you don’t want to take my deal, I’ll just teleport you out of here, and you can figure what you want to do from there. Be awful if someone found you though in that dress, after all, that dress messes with your mind, and makes you want to serve you know,” she said, no doubt beaming above the greenette, though she could see nothing but the demon’s footwear. 


“You’re evil,” Izuku whined while the succubus just giggled.


“So what will it be cutie? No self destructive power? Or a fun bit of exhibition with possible slavery in the mix?” she asked and Izuku’s eyes widened. Right, slavery was a thing in this world. It’d never been stamped out by the western powers, and with her mind being messed with like this, not to mention the other stuff…


She’d likely end up the pleasure slave of the local lord. He’d already seemed keen on her when he’d gone to the bar once, and with his troops patrolling…


“O-okay, I’ll do the first thing,” she said and the succubus clapped her hands together.


“Wonderful, lets just get us out of here,” then she stood up properly and started to do something above her, before there was a flash, and suddenly Izuku was back in her room, the succubus there in front of her, and… so was the chest of coinage! The dress however wasn’t gone.


“Now, did you also want your adventuring gear back?” she asked, and Izuku nodded. If she didn’t have her power, she’d better get that stuff back, that had cost a whole month of her money working here along with working on various minor quests!


“I thought so. I put them in little containers, and stuffed them in here,” she said, stepping around Izuku until she patted at the greenette’s rather large back side, and Izuku’s eyes widened. Her items, were in those beads.


“You… you put them in my ass?” she asked, her face letting off a fair amount of heat as her blush continued to grow deeper.


“That’s right, now we can have a bit of fun as I pull them out of my cute little future maid,” she said as she reached, and tugged on something sticking out of Izuku’s ass. As she pulled, Izuku moaned a little, feeling her hole once more getting spread out, her ass widening again. The fact that she pulled on it slowly didn’t help, as the stretching sensation lasted longer than when the toy had been put in. The erotic sensation slowly spread through Izuku like a warm glow, the pleasure once more filling her ass as her pussy was left neglected. The greenette made a few choice sounds, whining a bit as she almost wanted the succubus to touch her, to slip a finger or two down there and start touching her. The demon never did however, merely pulling at the beads. Then in a moment a bead slipped out, and Izuku’s ass closed back up, but the bead hadn’t been that size before, what’d happened?


“Wha, but, it-it hadn’t been, hadn’t been that size before,” the greenette said, confusion entering her voice while the succubus giggled.


“I made it so they resize themselves when getting pulled out, makes them a bit more fun.” With that she resumed pulling as Izuku’s ass was once more opened up. Slowly but surely, the anal beads were being pulled out, and just as the succubus had said they were each bigger than the last, with the pleasure increasing more and more as Izuku’s bulbous butt was spread by each bead. Slowly Izuku’s mind was filled with a lustful fog, each bead adding to it more and more as her pussy quivered, dripping little drops of feminine nectar. The greenette’s eyes started to roll back as the beads coming out started to get thicker and thicker, each feeling better than the last. Soon enough, with each passing of a bead, Izuku’s moans of delight grew more powerful, coming out louder as her mind forgot about modesty, as pleasure came to dominate her lewd hormone filled body.


Soon enough they were near the last of the beads, each bead taking long, long moments to pull out, each stretching out Izuku more and more, just as they had when being put in. Only now the boy turned girl couldn’t help herself as her body resisted the pulling, her pussy clenching as it desperately sought a cock to milk, to fill the empty void. Though the succubi’s pulling was constant and she never gave an inch as the greenette’s ass was spread out, reaching as large as her hand with the final few beads. Each bead nearly prompting an orgasm on their own as Izuku’s pleasure continued to heighten and rise. Her ass felt so good being stretched out, but as each bead left her ass, it also left a hollow feeling inside of her, like she was meant to be filled with a toy, like she wanted to have her ass filled. There was almost a longing for the beads to go back in despite the fact that they’d been part of a trap.


“Okay my dear, last one,” the succubus said as she pulled on the last bead. The very last one, and the largest. Izuku couldn’t hold back her moans as the bead started to spread her out, spreading her rear end wide with its size as slowly her back door was once more spread open. The orb continued to widen the greenette, the spreading inducing more delightful pleasure in the girl as she was spread out, her pussy now clenching, begging and crying for attention. Soon enough, the bead had reached the largest part of it, and this time the succubus slowed as she started to crest the apex of the bead. Izuku’s moans grew louder, her eyes growing misty again as her toes curled and her fingers started to dig into her bound hands. The pleasure from her ass was immense, and as the bead did finally reach its zenith, it was like a dam bursting open as Izuku felt the beginning of an immense chain reaction through her body. Her pussy clamped down and it was like she was having a full body orgasm, pleasure ran through everything as the final bead was pulled. Izuku cried out in ecstasy as her body moved on its own, her hips pumping and gyrating, her breasts were being pressed deep into the floor while her back arched as she felt like she’d entered nirvana. 


Then it all came slowly crashing down as Izuku fell to her side, panting hard as she rested her head on the floor. Her breaths came in shuddering gasps, her pussy still clenching on and off, still reacting while the succubus came around behind Izuku and petted her head. 


“Now that was adorable. I think I’ll leave you those beads. Just say the words “I’m a dirty slut” while thinking of your items and the beads will spit them out. You don’t even need to take them out, since the things will safely teleport out of you. Might even be able to teleport them to your hand if you want, oh and you can only take them out one at a time if their in your ass, but any bead outside will just automatically release the item when that’s said. Anywho my cute little future maid, toodles~!” then with that she disappeared in a small puff of smoke, and Izuku was suddenly free of the restraining dress, leaving only the quirk cancelling collar, and the beads behind.


Hopefully no one had heard her cries of delight.


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 Alec’s Punishment (Worm AU) 


No idea why but Shadowmind’s idea tickled me.


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Alec sipped on some tea he’d found in the Dallon cabinets as he supervised Vicky’s cheerleading practice. Even with her bimborific body given to her by Amy, her force field easily let Vicky practice her routine, doing all her flips, swinging her pom-poms around, and cheering aloud for everyone to hear. She was practically was inviting their neighbours to watch the nubile girl prance about, only now, her body had been bolstered beyond it’s usual amount of sexiness. At the same time, Vicky pranced around in an utterly shameless uniform, toys easily able to be seen protruding from both her lower holes, barely held up by panties, her skirt not even hiding all of her butt. Meanwhile her shirt was so strained trying to hold in the boobs that obviously had vibrators strapped to them, and buzzing until her nipples were hard as diamonds, sticking through her shirt. 


“O-One, t-two, ah, thhhhreee, ah fffu-four! Ah,” she cried out as she did her part while Alec watched, smiling, appreciating the bimbo’s curves as his medical “issue” was being attended to by Brockton Bay’s own lovely healer, Panacea, who was in the leather fetishist’s version of her costume. He’d even specially ordered it for her about a month back. It was all nice and white, there was even a hood, but where before, Panacea wore a form concealing robe, her costume hid her form from no one, showing off her dump truck ass, her lovely tits, only being barely supported by the corset she was in as her hard nipples hardened in the autumn breeze. She actually wore a mask with this costume as well; part of her new uniform, a nice gimp mask, able to have all of its opening’s closed. Right now, both her eyes were covered by a blindfold while she attended to Alec’s medical issue, which was of Panacea’s doing. 


Of course, it was hard to see Amy work from around his own now far larger boobs which according to the cock sucking slut were F cup, a ‘gift’ from Amy when the two Dallon sisters learned that Alec hadn’t exactly been helping them. Rather, he’d been setting them up for ridiculous hi-jinks for his own amusement. Not that Alec personally minded, it was strange having boobs but alright, and nice big ones too. The strength upgrade to help support them while also keeping them perky was nice even though he doubted he’d be keeping them. 


As he reminisced on how they’d gotten back at him, Alec noticed Glory Girl was about to do the part of her routine he’d been anticipating. Vicky had her arms up, before she reached down, presenting her ass for anyone who might be behind her, before grabbing a foot. Standing back up, she brought the foot with her, her mouth open, and he could hear a slight grown leaving her lips as she started raising her leg. As she did so, it started to press the toys into her further. The toys slid deeper into the bimbo who didn’t even try to hide it on her face as she went cross eyed while the toys buzzed like crazy in her snatch. She started to moan a bit like a wanton whore. If it weren’t for her forcefield keeping her up, Alec guessed that she’d have likely collapsed, and as he thought so, he started to see her hips moving, her whole body shuddering, and her thong growing wetter as her feminine cum started to dribble down her leg. Alec sighed and hummed in his rather new feminine voice, smiling as he did so and quite pleased with himself. All the while Amy stopped a moment, likely listening to Vicky’s moans of ecstasy.


Gripping the riding crop he had with his silk gloved hand, Alec gave a single, firm swat onto Amy’s butt, which was exposed and red from all the times she’d gotten distracted by Vicky’s moans. 


“Now now Mistress Dallon, you must continue with the operation, and with no delays,” he instructed, enjoying the feminine lilt of his new voice before reaching down and grabbing Amy’s head and pushing her back down, feeling her continue to suck on him. Sighing with satisfaction, Alec went back to sipping tea, and reached up to grab his nice large boob, feeling its heft as he tweaked his nipple through the maid costume they’d stuck him in. 


That was another part of the punishment. Other than the constant horniness which was honestly easy to ignore for Alec, the massive breasts he now had, and the cock upgrade, they’d also told him in no uncertain terms that for messing with them, he was to be punished. As for Alec’s punishment, it was to be the household’s maid until the two girl’s he’d been manipulating forgave him. Of course, the two girls were also massive slutty subs, so the situation quickly reversed, with Alec acting as their dutiful maid that made sure the “Mistresses” kept to their schedule and practice, not that they’d have it any other way. They’d after all spent literal months telling him their various depraved fetishes. How Vicky wanted Amy to turn her into a slutty brainless bimbo cheerleader, while Amy wanted to be made by Vicky into a slutty nurse sex toy for her, and later Alec as well, to enjoy.


He wasn’t sure how long this punishment would last for, he needed to get back to the Undersiders at some point, but he didn’t mind playing the maid. Sure the house was all nice and clean for them sucked while the two horny lovers sucked face in their room. Usually he’d be too lazy to do so, but they didn’t have anything fun to do around the house while he lazed about and Amy made him impotent until he did the maid stuff, so he did. Besides, he knew how this role play sex stuff works, it only works if they all play their part, and honestly, these hot as hell girls both wanting him to fuck them and do super kinky shit with them, consensually? It gives him the biggest boner. Of course, Vicky now has to practice her cheer leading, and Amy the sexy sex toy, needed to be kept busy.


“Go f-fairies, go-go go fairies!” Vicky cried out as she continued the routine, a massive blush on her face as the toys kept buzzing in her, and her movements kept shifting them and sliding them in and out of her. Her erotic panting was just making Alec hornier as Amy kept sucking on him, bobbing on his cock like there was no tomorrow. Initially, Amy had been pretty crap as sucking cock, gagging, having to stop, but slowly she’d been getting into it as Alec kept her practising at it. She bobbed her head up and down his cock, her tongue actually getting some work in right now as she licked at the rim of his cock’s head, before bobbing again. She never went far, but that was what her hands were for, sliding up and down his length where her mouth couldn’t reach. Her other hand fondled his balls, adding to the pleasure that he was enjoying while watching the slutty cheerleader show. Course, if she went for his ass it would feel better, but he’d leave it up to the little sex toy to decide how she wanted to pay him back for the maid work. 


Then Alec heard the sound of the house’s sliding door open and he looked over to see Brandish, standing there, her mouth agape as Victoria froze.


“M-mom!” Vicky cried out before a sudden very powerful buzz hit her, as her legs came together and she crouched as the buzz pushed her over the edge, and she moaned while she came. At the same time, Amy accidentally went too far upon hearing that, and started to gag as she pulled herself off of Alec. Brandish immediately looked their way as well, and saw Alec with his cock fully out, with Amy gagging while her face was still near his crotch. Immediately, identifying the likely master, Alec watched as a sword and shield formed in the lawyers hands and she pointed her sword at him with fury dancing across her face. He didn’t even argue as he raised his hands in surrender. He was almost tempted to get Amy to get back going on his cock, but that’d probably lead to his head getting cut off. 

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Taylor leaned back on the toilet, the plug in his ass buzzing his bitch button hard as the plug hummed and thrummed, sending wondrous sensations through him. His hands cupped his chastity cage, his fingers searching for any kind of opening that he could stimulate himself with as he humped the air, his caged penis leaking from the vibrations spreading through his engorged p-spot. His dick was as hard as it could get in the PRT brand cage, which was to say only slightly, but still enough that his fingers could touch the leaky slit, not that it did him much good.

Emma and Taylor didn’t share a class this block, but they did pass each other in the halls, so lately Emma had taken to getting Taylor to wear a vibrating butt plug, and would turn on the vibrator to full blast, just as they passed each other. This always sent Taylor to the bathroom that was coming up so that he could ride the wave of the vibrator in his ass, and try to keep from moaning and looking horniner than he already was.

Had this been a few months ago, maybe he’d have been fine, even nearing the end of the sometimes weeks of chastity that Mistress Emma would put him through, but he’d been locked up for over a month’s worth of time. Whenever he was locked, he was usually just really really horny all the time, but this time in his cage had pushed him to a whole new level of lust. More and more often he felt his thoughts wander over to Mistress Emma, and their time together when she wasn’t out being a cape, to how she would tease him, touch him, fuck him into a quivering mess on the floor.

One of Taylor’s hand’s left his cage and instead went for his plug, pushing it in, and pressing it up against his prostate, stimulating it as he began to fuck his ass with the plug. The plug itself was huge and must have had a pretty powerful motor in it as it rocked his world harder than any plug had before. Taylor felt his eyes lose focus as he concentrated only on the pleasure of hitting his p-spot. Taylor was sure that the longer this went on, the more and more that he would enjoy the sensations in his ass, and eventually his main sexual organ would be his ass rather than his cock.

But then that basically was his ass these days, and this would only become more evident as the months rolled by because Taylor had recently realised that his Mistress had been hoping to keep him locked much longer than for just Locktober, because right after was No-Nut-November, and there was probably some other name for December that she would use as an excuse to keep him locked up.

Not that he would object, the idea, the mere thought of going through not just one month of effectively permanent chastity, excited, him. Despite how his mind wandered due to lewd thought, imagining himself pressed up against the wall, Emma ravaging him again, touching him, whenever nothing interesting was going on. Heck, when given the choice, he'll probably choose to stay in chastity just one more month again. It just made him extra horny, and extra submissive, which drew the mistress out of his childhood friend even more than usual.

Not to mention that his life had been better ever since Emma had started to do these things to him, to play with him, and make him her toy. The lewdness distracted from the reality of his home life, kept him at the moment than in the past. It kept him focusing on Emma, on the fun he was having, on the pleasure buzzing his bitch button, and away from home. Almost immediately, Taylor recognized that he was beginning to think depressing thoughts again and did what Mistress Emma had trained him to do when he thought such depressing things. First, he got up onto the toilet, so he was squatting over it, moved his sissy panties that kept the plug in his ass to the side, wrapped his fingers around the base of the vibrating plug, and began to pull.

Whenever his mind wandered to depressing thoughts, he was to fuck himself. Granted, he couldn’t do it all the time, but he did it whenever he had a chance, driving his pleasure higher to drown out the awful, focusing on the fun and the erotic rather than the depressing. Taylor bit down on his lower lip to keep himself quiet as he drove his butt plug in and out of himself, feeling his ass open and stretch around the plug as it went in and out, first slowly, before it reached a tipping point and closed around the widest point. He angled the plug so that it rubbed against his prostate, milking himself as he felt himself leak more from the fucking.

Then, the door to the bathroom slammed open and Taylor froze as he heard footsteps, and then suddenly what sounded like someone being thrown into the counter. Taylor immediately pushed his plug back in, resisting the urge to moan, and pulled his panties back into place. He didn’t, however, get down from the toilet. Instead, he listened in on what was going on.

“Get off me you-!” there’s a slam and a grunt from the unidentified boy.

“God damn it, what the hell is it about you,” came a rather feminine voice, a familiar feminine voice. Sophia, one of Emma’s newer friends, one of Emma’s new cape friends, and a really domineering one at that.

“You sissy bitch, fucking hell, everything about you gets my motor running, those soft lips, that long hair, fuck,” Sophia continued, and then Taylor heard a muffled sound of surprise come from the unknown boy. Curious, Taylor, as slowly as he could, got down from the toilet, and silently made his way so that he could peep on the pair. Across the bathroom from him, he could see Sophia’s large form domineering over some smaller guy, her hand pressing his face against the counter while her other hand reached down further. From what he could see it was around the boy’s crotch, and making repetitive motions, stroking the boy’s cock.

“Yeah, you like that don’t you?” Sophia asked, her voice low and husky. Taylor had experience with Sophia’s own form of teasing and felt his ass clench around his butt plug and his caged cock twitch remembering that time. That first time with Sophia, it had been a threesome between them, and it had been a constant fuck fest, with Sophia doing most of the fucking while Emma encouraged her new friend, playing with Taylor while she let the two of them go at it. It had probably been the most amount of orgasms that Taylor had ever had at once after Emma had become his Mistress.

Taylor could see the boy’s face in the mirror, he was trying to hide his arousal, but there was a tremble in his frown as he tried to hold onto it as Sophia played with him, domineering over him as she bent him over the counter. Taylor remembered all the times he’d ended up in the same situation with Emma. Granted, the difference between the two of them was far starker than Sophia and the boy here. Where Emma was a brute, capable of snapping Taylor’s spine, Sophia had to work for her muscle, not that Emma didn’t either, but the boy at least had a slight chance of escape, where when Taylor was bent over counters, he had none as Emma played with him, teased him, and gave him a bit of excitement in the morning before school.

The boy himself was a petite thing, five foot at most and very thin. His hair was long and thick, covering his face and making it look thinner than it might have been. Despite his apparent distress, the boy’s breathing was slowing, and becoming more laboured the longer that Sophia played with him, teasing him, rubbing him. It was making Taylor grow harder in his own cage as he watched the scene, his ass clenching around the large plug in his ass that itself was buzzing away, vibrating his bitch button.

Slowly, Taylor reached back as he looked through the crack, gripped the plug once more, and began to play with it once again, pressing it into his ass, and pressing it harder against his p-spot, each press against the base of the plug sending a pulse of pleasure through him. Sophia, as he watched, started to move one of her arms behind the boy, and despite his chance, the boy never took it to try to escape, instead, letting Sophia slip her hand down the back of his pants.

The boy made a sudden gasp, and Taylor saw he jumped up on his tiptoes, as Sophia’s grin turned lecherous. A deep blush was already starting to spread across the boy’s face as Sophia’s other hand began to make similar motions to the one that was stroking the boy. A sound came from the boy that Taylor knew well, the sound of restrained arousal. Whenever Emma would play with him in public, he was always making that sound as she would turn a vibrator on, finger his ass, or sometimes she’d have put a hook into him and would slide her hand up his back to pull on it. Lately, the hook was her favourite, because if she pushed it forward, it pressed right up against his p-spot, and he would just turn into a leaking mess.

Then again, everything sexual turned him into a leaking mess.

“You’re loving this, aren’t you Tommy?” Sophia asked, just barely loud enough for Taylor to hear it. The boy closed his eyes tight and shook his head, but Sophia must have done something as he made a squeak as he did so. Especially to Taylor, it sounded really unconvincing, especially as his mouth opened, and the boy’s breathing grew ragged, and his tongue almost left his mouth. Sophia must have started playing with the boy’s own p-spot, judging by the reaction.

“N-no, ah~!” was the boy’s response. Taylor could see the lust in the boy’s eyes as his eyes unfocused, going half-lidded as he was stroked and finger fucked. He might even blow soon. Taylor slowly, as the show continued to become more and more erotic, fucked his ass harder, and faster, driving the plug in deeper and harder the more he watched the feminine boy being played with, just like Emma would play with him. He imagined himself in the same situation, being played with, or even Emma playing with him as Sophia played with her own sissy beside them. Taylor’s own breath grew ragged as well as he watched the scene.

Suddenly, Sophia stopped. Taylor looked up at Sophia’s face, and saw that her eyes were on him, watching him peeping on the show. With an amused look, she pulled her hands from the boy and turned around. Taylor backed up from the door, but Sophia must have known some trick to the stall doors as with a swift motion she opened it, revealing Taylor, his pants down, showing off his pretty lingerie, and the chastity cage he was in.

“Well, look who’s a peeping tom,” Sophia said, an amused smile adorning her face as she reached down and cupped Taylor’s balls. Taylor gasped at the sensation, before she turned, and began to walk back to her bitch boy, who hadn’t moved from his spot at the counter, apparently catching his breath. Sophia brought him over to the counter, before pulling behind him and hugging much like she’d many times before when she played with him.

“I want to give Tommy here a show, I know you’ve got those dildos in your backpack, be a doll and grab them, oh and strip,” aroused beyond reason, Taylor nodded, and moved back to the stall he’d originally been playing with himself in. Taylor picked up his backpack and pulled from it one of the larger dildos that Emma had given him, a forest green camo dildo. According to Emma, it was supposedly a replica of the dildo that Miss Militia used whenever she and Armsmistress played around.

Taylor could hear Sophia whispering things to Tommy, and when he looked back, Tommy wasn’t struggling, merely watching, his blush as deep as Taylor’s was. Then Taylor had a naughty idea. Rather than just strip, Taylor began to work his hips, his fingers sliding between his crotchless panties and his pants. Slowly, he began sliding his pants down his legs, around his sizable ass, slowly showing off more and more, before letting it sit there, halfway down his ass, before turning around and beginning to take off his shirt.

He did so slowly, his arms twisted as if he were a girl taking it off. Luckily he was wearing a girl’s cut of the shirt since apparently boy and girl shirts were cut differently and could be taken off differently as well. Taylor slid his shirt up slowly, revealing more of his hairless body to the feminine boy and domineering amazon. His shirt rose up and revealed the bra he was wearing. It was a frilly bit of cloth Emma loved to have him wear, even though he had barely any breasts to speak of. As his face was hidden, he tried to think of what would look alluring to them, and as the shirt finally fully slipped off, he did his best to look sultry and seductive. Going by how Sophia rose her eyebrows and smiled harder, it was at least working for her.

Taylor’s hands fell back to his pants, and began to undo the button there, and ever so slowly, dragging the zipper down, finally revealing his caged cock, straining in its cage, trying to press through the rings and bars of its cage. Racking his brain to try and think of something sexy to do, Taylor left his pants on the ground, and tried his best to smoothly lay down on the toilet, and ending up only moderately successful. Even so, he felt that he had enough balance to grab the back of his thick thighs, and raise them up over his head, showing off his full and plugged ass to Tommy and Sophia.

Tommy’s mouth was open, breathing hard as Taylor’s show escalated further and further until he was positively panting, while Taylor swore he could see how impressed Sophia was with him. Slowly, Sophia began to push Tommy forward towards Taylor, the sissy boy unresisting as they came closer and finally entered the stall. Sophia let go of Tommy and reached down into Taylor’s backpack, and grabbed the small bottle of lube inside of it, then grabbed the camo dildo.

“Hold this,” Sophia told Tommy, and then she reached down to Taylor, grabbing a hold of the butt plug in Taylor’s ass. Taylor, breathing hard himself did his best to relax as he felt Sophia begin to pull the plug out. Taylor felt his ass stretch once more as the plug was drawn out, and Taylor was soon panting like Tommy was, loving the feeling of being stretched out. It wasn’t as good as having his p-spot pummeled, but ever since Emma had been training his ass, he’d been finding that it felt better than when he would just masturbate. Granted, everything felt better these days, even just being allowed to touch his cock was so much better.

Taylor saw Tommy with one hand reach down to his pants before Sophia grabbed his hand and told him, “Ah ah ah, no touching, you just sit there.”

With that, Sophia pushed him to the side of the stall, before uncapping the lube, and began to generously drip some onto the dildo. With how lubed up Taylor’s hole was already, it wasn’t really necessary, but Emma had drilled it into both his head and Sophia that they always needed lube no matter what, especially after the whole blood incident.

Sophia’s hand began to slide up and down the camo dildo, lubing it up and showing off her technique for both of the sissies to see. Taylor could remember the times she was allowed to play with him those few times, and Taylor felt his caged dick twitch in memory before Sophia finally plucked the dildo from Tommy’s hands. Then, Sophia reached into Tommy’s pants again, then bent down, and angled the dildo with Taylor’s ass.

“If you want to feel good, just say “please,” okay Tommy,” Sophia asked before turning to Taylor.

“Ple-please Mistress,” was all Taylor said, but it made Sophia smile as she began to slowly push the dildo into Taylor. Taylor in turn let out a shuddering breath as he felt the dildo enter him, and gripped his legs harder. Soon enough, he felt the dildo press up against his prostate, and his cock jumped a little as he clenched down on it, a spark of pleasure shooting through him as she hit his p-spot. His ass stretched at the size of the dildo, not as thick as the thickest point of the plug, but only just. He could feel the veins of the faux phallus entering him, once more making him feel amazing. As Sophia pulled back to thrust it back into him, he could already feel his caged cock begin to leak as he was milked with the dildo.

Quickly, Sophia began to increase the pace of the fucking, sliding in and out of his ass slightly faster each time as her thursts went from a gentle fuck to pummeling his prostate and violating his hole. Taylor’s ragged breathing grew faster and he began to squeak with each thrust as shock aftershock of pleasure rocked him. His eyes were soon rolling up into his skull as his dick leaked more pre from it. He felt both a slight sense of relief as his blue balls were milked, but at the same time, he felt his lust soar as it always did when he was fucked and pegged by Mistress Emma, or in these rare cases, Mistress Sophia.

Taylor’s mind clouded as he focused on the pleasure spreading through his body as endorphins rushed through his system. His toes curled as he was fucked, and he shifted as much as he could from the pleasure rocking his world. Sophia’s thrusts came even faster as she sped up her thrusting into his hole.

Then Taylor heard another sound, a soft voice saying “please.”

Taylor refocused on the sissy boy in front of him, and saw that Sophia began to play with him, his hands at his side clenching and unclenching as his ass was played with. Sophia was only using a finger but the feminine boy was quickly losing himself to what might be his first anal experience. Sophia’s fucking slowed down, and from what he could see, she seemed to be matching her thrusts now, slowly ramping it up for Tommy, as her arm pushed down into his pants at the same pace she thrust the dildo into Taylor’s ass. With Sophia’s hand down the back of his jeans, Tommy’s erection couldn’t be easier to see without removing them. Taylor could even see it twitch every few thrusts. Even without touching his dick, the boy likely didn’t need too much more in order to burst. Only naturally born sissies, or cape boys deep in denial were like that.

Sophia must have seen what Taylor was seeing as well, as she focused on the boy. Now.

“This feels good doesn’t it?” she asked, and Tommy nodded, a lost look on his blushing face. “It gets better you know.”

This seemed to bewilder the boy as he turned away from Taylor to look down at Sophia who continued to increase the speed of the thrusts “It does?”

To the boy’s question, Sophia nodded, before thrusting the dildo deep into Taylor. From the thrust, Taylor cried out, unable to hold his scream of ecstasy as the dildo bashed his bitch button, then went farther, sliding past it and rubbing the protruding veins against it. It left Taylor’s ass twitching and his dick straining in its cage as he let his head fall back, and his eyes lost focus. As Taylor blinked his vision back, Tommy’s pants were down, his dick standing tall, and Sophia began to thrust again. He could tell from how Sophia was holding onto the other boy’s butt that she was thrusting in three fingers now quickly, and from the twitches, was playing with the boy’s prostate as well as she fucked Taylor’s ass.

The two shifted around Taylor until the boy’s cock was in front of Taylor’s face, on instinct drilled into him by hours upon hours of sissy and cock sucking hypno, he leaned to the side and slowly engulfed the cock in front of him with his soft lips, his tongue flicking out to lick at the head and just below the ridge, where he knew from experience would bring the best sensations.

The boy gasped, and Sophia seemed to go harder on Tommy, beginning to ignore Taylor a bit with the dildo as Sophia finger fucked the boy’s ass while Taylor licked and suckled on Tommy's cock. From the two-pronged assault, Tommy couldn’t withstand the two of them and moaned out loud as he came. Cum filled Taylor’s mouth, and he kept sucking, knowing the pleasurable torture he was giving to the boy. Tommy himself fell back against the thin stall wall, his hands outstretched to catch himself as he leaned back and out of Taylor’s mouth. His cock twitched some more, before spurting out a few last spurts of cum before the rest dribbled down his cock into his underwear. Sophia finally stopped pumping the dildo and pulled it out.

The two sissies were left panting in the stall as Sophia slowly got up, a wide grin on her face as she looked at her handiwork.

“I think I’ll leave you two to it,” before she quickly fled the stall and closed the door on the two. Exhausted, Taylor finally let his legs fall down before he used his shaking arms to pull himself onto the toilet once more, leaning his head back against the wall behind the toilet.

God damn it Sophia… he thought as he sat there a moment, glad for a bit of relief, but annoyed at Sophia all the same. What was she thinking just assaulting some poor boy like that? Thinking of Tommy, Taylor opened his eyes and saw Tommy staring out into space, still breathing fast.

“Hey, you alright?” he asked as he reached out, and touched Tommy on the arm. The boy, as if spooked, jerked away for a moment, looking at him. Taylor tried his best to give a placid smile through his disheveled hair to the boy. Tommy looked down for a second before he spoke.

“It… it felt so good,” Tommy said before he looked up to Taylor. “Why’d it feel so good?”

To that Taylor merely shrugged. Seems the boy didn't care too much that Sophia had just been molesting him. Remembering back to what Emma had relayed to him on how capes going through the sissification process, he held out a hand to Tommy. The boy looked unsure for a moment, but still hesitantly took it, and let himself get drawn into Taylor’s embrace, the smaller boy sitting on Taylor’s lap as Taylor wrapped his arms around the smaller boy. 

“I remember me and my mistress looking it up one time-”

“Your mistress?” Tommy interrupted. Taking it in stride, Taylor nodded before continuing.

“Yup, Emma’s my mistress, and she’s the best. She wraps me in her strong arms every day, and we play with each other all the time. She gets to fuck me and train me while I sometimes eat her out and get to play with her breasts,” Taylor gave a breathed chuckle. “Whenever we’re watching tv or something I like to tease her and play with her breasts, suckling on them when I can and making her all horny. She says it makes it harder to think about anything other than fucking me.”

“But anyways,” Taylor continued. “We looked it up one time, and you know how girls have a g-spot?” Tommy nodded.

“Well boys have two,” Taylor told him, before reaching around to the other boy's dick, and stroking it a little, leaving it semi-hard as he took a hold of the other boy’s lower head. “You have one here, and the other is in your ass.”

“Why’s it there?” to Tommy’s question, Taylor shrugged.

“Evolution? Design? God’s little joke on men? Who knows, I just know that the first time I ever was fucked by my mistress was the best sex I’d ever had, and it can get even better. You ever heard of a sissygasm?” Taylor asked. The boy was certainly curious now as he looked back to Taylor who smiled wide.

“It’s amazing. If whoever’s fucking you know what they’re doing, they can make you cum just from your ass, and it’s the best thing ever. Better than getting your ass fucked and your dick sucked at the same time. The pleasure was so intense, at least for me, my knees went weak, my heart was pounding, I couldn’t focus on anything, and I was just paralysed as Emma fucked me- oh,” Taylor said as he realised he’d made Tommy hard again, before smiling.

“Want me to take care of that before we get back to class?” Tommy nodded to Taylor’s question, and Taylor licked his lips.
 
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Started off as a weekend post, then it kept growing until I'm about 4.3k words in before I finally decide to call it. Anywho, hope you like it, and any and all feedback, suggestions, and advice is highly appreciated.
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Premise: With the 9 tailed fox being trapped inside of Naruko, he discovers that he can influence her growth and pull her into the seal in her dreams. He decides he might as well make his prison time a bit more enjoyable.
 
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Naruko woke once more in that familiar place and smiled. Falling asleep was always her favourite part of the day. Lately, however, things have been getting harder. Sakura had stopped wanting to be friends, all over a stupid boy, and Ino too. It wasn’t fair. She didn’t even like the stuck-up duck butt Sasuke, but they threw her aside over some stupid boy. It wasn’t fair! So what if she had big boobs, was taller than everyone else, and drew the boy’s gaze to herself, she wasn’t interested in them. She was only interested in her master, who made her feel good. Probably didn’t help that she was older than them, but her only other friends already graduated years ahead of her.
 
Rounding a corner, Naruko entered the chamber of her master, where a giant gate with a giant seal sat. Beyond that gate, Naruko knew, was her master. As Naruko got closer, she spotted the giant fox, who she saw every time she dreamed, who would take her in his warm tails, and who made her feel good. He was watching as she approached him, that was how it always was.
 
“Skipping class again?” her master’s booming voice asked her, to which she shook her head.
 
“It’s lunch, I already ate, I… I didn’t want to be alone,” Naruko explained, to which her master merely hummed. She knew what he wanted, and he knew what she wanted. Naruko started with her jacket, bringing her hand up to the zipper, and began pulling it slowly down while her master watched her. As the zipper got past her breasts, they sprung out even more, her shirt these days was never enough to keep her bountiful chest compressed. Naruko leaned back, thrusting her chest forward as she let her jacket fall to the ground.
 
Next came her pants, as she walked forward towards the gate, her thumbs sliding between her waist and her orange pants. Her walk emphasised her wide, as her master put it, child birthing hips and her round ass. As Naruko reached the gate, she let the pants fall, and she pushed them to the side as she continued past the gate. Her master began to shrink down, closer to her size. When he had shrunk down before, she wondered if he could simply leave his prison, but he had said he couldn’t because of the seal, the seal that looked suspiciously like the one on her stomach.
 
Having shrunk down to a somewhat manageable size, her master sat and beckoned her closer, his erect cock standing up between his legs, where he made a spot for her to kneel in front of. Mouthwatering, Naruko walked forward, continuing the sensual walk that she had adopted before. Her master liked it when she swayed her hips for him. While he enjoyed her breasts and played with them often, he loved to grip her ass more when he decided to make them both feel good together.
 
Naruko knelt between her master’s legs, his cock was already leaving its sheath, as she got nice and close to it. As it continued to emerge, Naruko began to lick at her master’s shaft, causing it to twitch and grow quicker as she began to worship it as her master had taught her. She took the tapered head of his cock in her mouth while her hands worked at the shaft, having to straighten up as the cock grew larger and slid out of its sheath until finally, it was fully erect for his current size. Naruko knew that her master when at full size was much bigger, bigger than she could ever take, but he always made himself small enough that she could take him.
 
She’d have continued further if not for her foxy master stopping her head before muttering, “turn around.” Obediently, Naruko did so, taking her time to slide off her master’s cock, before turning around on all fours. Her master hummed appreciatively before she heard shifting behind her, and then suddenly her master was standing over her, his chest against her back, and his legs and thighs on hers. She felt his hard cock sliding under her, missing her pussy. In anticipation, Naruko began to pant, already excited for when her master would make her feel good.
 
He didn’t miss when he pulled back. His cock plunged into Naruko’s wet snatch, causing her to gasp as with the thrust, pleasure rocketed through her, while her master above her grunted in approval at her tight entrance. Pulling back once more, Naruko moaned as her master’s cock stimulated her, sending more pleasurable signals through her as she tried to follow her master’s cock, pushing back, only to meet his thrust. Naruko cried out in joy as another wave of pleasure flashed through her, clouding her mind with lust as her master continued to slam his cock into her, going faster than she could keep up with. Her master didn’t mind however as she continued to fuck his bitch.
 
Naruko felt her master’s hands begin to grope at her tits, barely concealed within her shirt. With a loud rip, he pulled the thin garb from her before Naruko, moaned more as she master began to play with her tits, unable to restrain her wanton cries as cock continued to fill her up, giving her the best feeling she’d ever felt in her life. The only comparison had to be Raman, but that was a food, and not an act. That was a food bliss, but this was… was… Naruko didn’t know but she knew it felt amazing to play with her master.
 
“Master, ah, master!” she cried out in appreciation for him. She knew that he loved it when she called him that, and she felt her master’s cock seem to grow even harder while he sped up even faster, slamming into her harder, smacking his heavy balls into her pussy while explosions of pleasure rocked her world with each thrust back into her. She couldn’t hold on any longer. With a cry, Naruko came, her pussy spasming and twitching, trying its best to make her master cum, and milk him of his tasty white stuff. Withing a few more thrusts, Naruko’s master finally let out a grunt before slamming fully into Naruko. She cried out as she felt her master’s knot begin to inflate, stretching her out and sealing her entrance as white-hot cum began to blast into her. Naruko felt her eyes roll back as her arms gave out, unable to process anything except for the incredible pleasure that came from being so full with her master’s cock and cum.
 
It must have taken a minute or more for her master to stop cumming in her. She felt so full with her master’s cum and she reckoned she must look like that one pregnant woman a few apartments down from her. With a satisfied groan, her master rocked back onto his ass, pulling Naruko with him as he sat down with a heavy thud. Naruko cried out as one last explosion of pleasure rocked her, causing her to cum once more, her pussy spasming around the colossal cock stuffing her full.
 
Another few minutes passed as the two caught their breath. Naruko at the same time did her best to slide back into her master’s fur, finding it to be absolutely heavenly to snuggle against. Her eyes half-lidded, warmed by her master’s fur and natural body heat, delightfully full, and listening to her master’s heartbeat, she never wanted to move from that spot again, so relaxing.
 
But she would have to move at some point, and probably soon. She’d have to leave here and return to the waking world. Though she might as well ask her master a question. He may not know everything, but he always had really good advice after they played.
 
“Why can’t I make a clone?” Naruko asked, her voice coming out slow, as she snuggled in closer to her master’s chest. Her master made an unsure sound before he responded.
 
“Maybe you’re doing something wrong,” he said in his deep rumbling voice. The sound of it sent tingles through Naruko as she relaxed further.
 
“But I train all the time!” Naruko whined, softly though so not to annoy her master.
 
“Doesn’t mean you’re doing it right. Ask one of your teachers or something, they’ll know more,” he said. Naruko nodded. Probably wasn’t the best or even the most she could get out of him, but she’d at least try his advice before trying again later. While he demanded to be called master, which she did readily, you don’t deny a ghost after all, or they will be really mean and spooky, the real reason she truly started to mean it when she called him master was because he always had good ideas, even if he didn’t know a thing about being a ninja. He called it common sense. Naruko wondered what it would be like to have something like that.
 
Slowly, Naruko’s eyes drifted closed, and she began to actually rest, before being rudely woken up by Iruka-sensei, along with Shikamaru who’d apparently fallen asleep beside her.
 
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Sissy Taylor and the Undersissies: The Before Times
 
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 Taylor shifted a little as once more, the tip of his caged cock pinching against his underwear, sending a small shock of pain through him. His shift was unconscious, and the pain was more from surprise than actual pain. This wasn’t uncommon for him. He wished that his panties weren’t in the wash, but they were and now he had to suffer through the pinches on his poor caged dick. To counteract the pain, Taylor consciously clenched down on the butt plug in his ass, enjoying the sensation of fullness in him. A small smile gracing his face as he did this for a moment longer, enjoying how full his ass was. Taylor was glad his hood was up, he was sure that he had a nice red blush on his face as he made his way around the side of Winslow. It was a bit early but there were a few people already walking into the school.
 
 Taylor came around to the side of Winslow where a supply shed was almost right next to the school, but there was a narrow little alleyway that was big enough for people to pass through it. It was a popular spot in the winter for people that actually went outside to stay at since it was out of the way. Drug addicts likely used the spot as well to make their deals with people but that was only during lunch or after school. Most kids didn’t want to get up early to do their drug deals.
 
 Taylor entered the small alcove and could see that Mistress Madison was already there. With an unconscious clench down on his plug, Taylor smiled as he saw his Mistress. Madison smiled in return as she saw her cute sissy boi coming into the alley. As they continued to walk towards each other, Madison reached out and cupped Taylor’s crotch, causing him to gasp and start a bit. Madison giggled at his reaction.
 
 “How’s my cute lil’ sissy boi today Hmm?” as she asked, she continued to fondle Taylor, feeling up his full and blue balls as she used her other hand to pull him into a kiss with her. Taylor of course obliged. Their tongue meeting in the middle as they had a little mock battle for dominance. Taylor may be taller than Madison and might have been considered a viable top for the cute girl, but Madison was quite able to control sissy bois like him, and quickly took advantage of his weaknesses to dominate their little tongue battle. The hand that had brought him in for a kiss slid down his back, reached into his jeans, his briefs, and found the plug that was lodged in his ass. Taylor let out a gasp, and Madison’s tongue quickly stormed her sissy boi’s mouth, conquering it for herself once more. Taylor giggled in return as they pulled away before answering in kind.
 
 “Good Mistress.”
 
 “That’s good,” Madison said in return. Then she made a face as she felt the material of Taylor’s underwear, pouting cutely as she felt it, and pulling it so that the underwear material teased at Taylor’s plug, shifting it, and sending wondrous tingles through him as the plug pushed on his prostate.
 
 “You’re not wearing your panties,”
 
 “I needed to wash them, they got dirty.” Taylor responded, shamefaced.
 
 “Okay cutie,” Madison’s other hand reached into Taylor’s pants, and Taylor felt his Mistress’ finger flick across the small slit that was left at the front of the cage. The pad of Madison’s finger slid across Taylor’s dick’s slit, feeling good as Madison did so.
 
 “I know how it pinches you so I won’t punish you later today.”
 
 “Thank you Mistress,” It was friday that day. That was the day that Madison would have Taylor come over so they could play some more, as well as when Taylor would finally be able to cum. Madison would tie him up, and unlock his cock, teasing it and slowly bringing him near to orgasm, before stopping, then starting again. She would play with his ass the whole time, making him feel wonderous things as she played with him, fucking his ass while she slowly stroked him to completion. Lately she’d gotten very good at keeping him from cumming, teasing his dick for over an hour before she finally let him cum. After that it would be up to Taylor if he would be locked up in his cage once more for the weekend, or if he got it put back on him then and there. Lately he had asked that Madison would put it back on right away, and they would sometimes have a bit more fun, or they would just hang out a bit, talking before Taylor went home. Today though…
 
 “Mistress?” Taylor asked.
 
 “Hmm?” Madison looked at him as she continued to fondle his balls, made large by his week of chastity. It felt good but he couldn’t be distracted now.
 
 “When… when you unlock me later… could you… could you… not let me cum?” Madison at first looked surprised, before a smile broke out on her face.
 
 “Aww, is my cute slutty little sissy wanting to be teased a bunch more hmm?” Madison started teasing the plug in Taylor’s ass some more, drawing out a small gasp from him as she did so, making sure to push the plug in him towards her so that it rubbed harder against his prostate, sending sparks of delight through him, all the while he held onto his mistress Madison a bit harder as his breath became ragged.
 
 “Yes mistress,” Madison giggled again at how well trained her sissy was. Not that he would go against her, they both got too much out of this arrangement. Not just that but Madison knew that Taylor loved this, loved how his ass made him feel. Madison got to finally have her own cute sissy to have fun with, and be pervy with. She’d never had a friend like this before.
 
 “I’ve got a surprise for you,” Madison told Taylor gleefully as she pulled her hand from toying with his butt plug to reach into the side pocket of her bag. She pulled away from him, giving his balls one more playful grope before she pulled a largish box.
 
 “Is that?” Taylor asked, his eyes wide.
 
 “It is.” Madison answered, stroking the side of the non descript box. It looked like something a watch would come in, Madison fingered at the small indent on the side of the thing, Taylor wanted to see inside of the box but he waited.
 
 “Do you want it? If I give it to you now you’ll have to wear it the rest of the day.” Madison warned her sissy boi. Taylor thought it over a moment. He knew what was in there. It was a bigger version of his plug. He had a somewhat large metal plug in, designed specifically for long term wear. Rather than a round bottom it was more like an oval, and it bent in such a way that it rubbed against his prostate when he clenched down. The box was certainly bigger than the last one the plug in him was.
 
 As the days in his chastity had gone on, his thinking have been changing, becoming more and more fueled by lust, with his rational mind slowly being obscured by a lustful fog that altered his actions and lowered his inhibitions. Rather than seriously consider how it would affect his learning in Winslow, Taylor could only think about the pleasure of having a bigger plug in his ass. He wanted it, no… he needed that plug.
 
 “Yes, mistress, I… I want that plug.”
 
 “That’s my cute little sissy,” then Madison opened up the box, and Taylor smiled. It looked just like the one that he had in his ass right now, but he could see it was larger. He reached out, and when Madison didn’t stop him, he picked it up. It was heavy, being made out of solid stainless steel. It was even heavier than the one in him, which made sense since it was larger. Taylor looked back up at his mistress and saw her pulling from her bag, a small bottle of lube.
 
 “Wait we’re not doing it here… are we?”
 
 “I don’t see why not.”
 
 “But someone might see,” Madison waves her hand dismissively at that.
 
 “No one will, no one comes back here. Besides, It should be a quick swap for your slutty ass. I bet you warmed it all up with your toys,” Taylor blushed, remembering how he spent a bit of time this morning, despite Dad being up and about, to play with his ass a bit. Dad never bothered him in his room, and he had an alarm for when he needed to get going, so he thought he might as well have some fun.
 
 “Which one did you use this time?” Madison asked while gesturing for him to give her the butt plug. Taylor looked around once more, but saw no one. He passed her the metal plug.
 
 “The vibrator, mistress.”
 
 “Oh, you’ve been liking that one lately. Buzzing your little bitch button. I think one day we’re going to have to find a nice vibrating plug for you hmm?” Taylor could imagine it. A nice thick plug, sitting in his ass, pressed against his prostate. It would be large, but not enough to affect how he walked, much… Then suddenly, while in class, mistress Madison would hit a button, then suddenly it would begin to vibrate. Taylor would let out a sudden gasp as he tried his best to ignore the plug to the best of his abilities, and would begin to fail. He would be a hot mess in class as his caged cocklet leaked, powerful vibrations buzzing through him, driving him up the wall as he chewed on his pencil, something he hadn’t done since elementary, just to keep himself from moaning. He wouldn’t be able to concentrate on anything other than the vibrations buzzing his prostate.
 
 Taylor shuddered in need and desire. God that would be amazing.
 
 “Bend over and show me that cutie butt,” Taylor’s mistress asked, and hesitantly, Taylor complied. He didn’t see anyone else around, so it should be fine. Bending over, Taylor lowered his pants, and planted his hands on the side of the alleyway, his ass exposed to Madison. In his but, an oval shaped steel plug base was shining brightly. Taylor felt Madison start to touch the plug, but she didn’t remove it immediately. Instead, Taylor felt her being to shift it back and forth, pushing on his prostate more and more as she continued to tease his hole. He let out a small moan.
 
 “P-please, mistress, someone will see.”
 
 “Okay my cute lil’ sissy, just a moment,” Taylor felt Madison grip the oval shape of the curved butt plug and pull it out gently. The whole time it was coming out it was pressing against Taylor’s bitch button until it finally started to come out, causing Taylor to tremble. When it finally came out, Taylor felt his hole close immediately, and spasmed a bit, looking for something.
 
 Then, suddenly, Taylor felt something big and cold touch his hole, and he gasped at the sensation of the cold plug. His hole closed up at that, making it feel bigger than it actually was. Madison rubbed his but and said it in a soft voice.
 
 “Relax...” before she began to apply a bit of pressure. Taylor took a deep breath, then let it out, feeling the plug start to enter into him as he breathed out, and tried to relax his ass. The curved butt plug kept expanding his hole, bit by bit, until finally it reached it’s widest point. Taylor could feel himself getting stretched out by the massive plug. This was going to be in him the whole day. Taylor shivered at that. God that’s going to be so hot. Taylor bit his lip as it went in a bit more, then his ass was sucking it in. After it’s largest point the rest entered in rapidly, and Taylor could feel it rubbing into his prostate as it shifted into place. Taylor let out a little gasp as it went in, and his legs started to shake and quiver unconsciously. Madison giggled, and Taylor felt a finger swipe across the slit of his cage, before her hand came up to his mouth. Instantly he began to lick her fingers, tasting the somewhat sweet taste of lube mixed with pre cum on her fingers. He suckled on her fingers a moment more as she played with his ass using the plug, pushing it further into his prostate and making him feel amazing before she stopped and pulled his pants up for him. He stayed there a moment longer as he got used to the size.
 
 “See you inside,” Mistress Madison said, and Taylor nodded as she left.
 
 God it was big... 
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