A Dungeon Builder Story

Dorthy’s Domain

By: Clark & Lilly

Tags: Female/Teen female, Female/Teen hermaphrodite, Teen hermaphrodite/Teen female, Sex Toys, Anal, Body Transformation, Selfcest

Chapter One: The Dream and the Raging Snows

January 19^th, 2021

Will you be the one to protect me? The dusky beauty inquired.

We hovered in the air. She before me, arms open and beckoning. The world around us was a swirling aether of silver. Her jet hair cascaded about her stunning features. The onyx strands floating about her as they drifted from her. She was gorgeous with a regal baring. I at once felt the impulse to kneel before her, and possible dive between her full thighs. She wore a dress of fine linen that clung to her curvacious form. Revealing her hard nipples and full mons as they pressed against the thin material. Her thin waist clasped with a golden belt.

I’ve had some strange wet dreams before, but I had to admit none had ever made my pussy this wet before. Not even the one where I’m being sandwiched by Riddick and Dahl made me juice this much. Sixty-nining with Katee, while Vin hammered my snatch was my all time number one fantasy. Well other than that other one. The one where I was a futanari with a clit-cock, and I was breeding all the hot girls at my high-school.

And that was the need she filled me with. The need to worship her. To drink the nectar from her folds. To suckle upon her round breasts. To work my clit-cock into her fertile depths, and sow my girl seed into her womb. God, I am such a horny pervert.

Will you be the one to protect me, Dorthy Ó hIfearnáin? Her lips didn’t move as she spoke, and she even pronounced my last name right. I can barely do that.

“I am.” I purred as I licked my lips. So eager to push my tongue between her lush lips.

We drifted together, as if pulled to each other. Her full lips met mine in a passionate embrace. She opened her mouth, thrusting her tongue against my lips. I opened my mouth and dueled her moist pink tongue with my own. Our lips joined in passion. Our tongues thrust together as we tongue fucked each others’ mouths. My body shivered in arousal as heat swelled upon my clitoris. I could feel it swelling. Growing to become that hot rod of girl flesh I so wished to possess. A girly clit-cock to fuck and breed with. I would breed my dusky queen. I would breed each and every girl I could seduce. Hell, I would bend it into my own cunt, and fuck and breed myself.

I pulled my dusky queen to me by her hips. My clit-cock rubbing against her regal mons through her gown. My clit-cock ached with the need to be in her. To unload all of my virile girl cum into her fertile queenly cunt. Only the gown stood in my clit-cock’s way to the promised land.

KNOCK! KNOCK! KNOCK!

“Dorthy! It’s time to wake up. Your going to be late for school.” My mom yelled through my bedroom door.

Fuck!

I groaned as I rolled over, and slipped my hand from my panties. I had been rubbing my bean in my sleep again, and that dream had almost made me pop. The kiss had felt so real. I could swear that I could still taste her saliva in my mouth, and my lips still tingled with excitement. Damn. Damn. Damn.

Damn school.

Damn mornings.

And Damn six AM wake up calls.

Why my mother insisted I get up a full hour before I needed to be at the bus stop for the school bus, I will never know. Nothing to it, but to crawl out of bed. And back to the hell that is my life. Last year my mother decided to up root me and my sister, and move us from Portland to small town USA, Nitro West Virginia. Nitro, who names a town after an explosive. Sure the town manufactured the stuff a hundred years ago, but that doesn’t mean it’s a good name. The only plus side is that we moved into a house only two blocks away from the towns only comic book store, and what had to be the best Chinese restaurant in the state.

If moving across the county wasn’t bad enough, not two months after we moved here, the whole world went to hell. Well at least the global pandemic earned us an extra two weeks of Christmas vacation.

I pulled back my blankets and shivered. My long red hair pooling around me. It was another cold morning. I slipped my panties off as I walked to my dresser. They clung to my shaved mons, with strands of my girl goo stretching from my slit to the sodden undies.

Wow, I was soaked. I looked over my shoulder, knowing what I would find. Yep, my sheets had a nice big wet puddle of my juices on them.

“Uhg,” I groaned, “just great.”

I needed a shower. My sheets needed changed, and I didn’t even get to get off. I pulled my sheets from my bed, and tossed them with my panties into my hamper. Now to take care of getting off. No time now. So its to my stash. I slid my naked ass under my bed. A feat made easier tanks to the simple fact that I only stood at four foot nine, despite being fifteen years old. Yeah I know, hiding things under the bed. Sure any parent knows to look under the bed, and mattress when looking for contraband. But who ever thought of looking in the box spring. I pealed back the Velcro panel I had installed in a stroke of genius and grabbed my favorite toy, Mr. Pink. Then I felt the bed bounce.

“I see London. I see France. I see your naked ass.” My sister sang.

“That doesn’t even rhyme.”

“Neither does underpants. And besides you aren’t wearing any.”

SMACK!

“Barb? What the hell?” She had just smacked my ass as I was extraditing myself from under my bed. Barbara was bouncing up and down on my bed on her knees as I stood up. Her blonde bob cut hair forming a halo about her freckled face as it bounced with her. She was still dressed for bed in an undershirt and panties. With only mom and us girls such state of undress was common. None of us were bashful about nudity with each other. My sister and I were both small and petite, but who ever her father was gave her a one up in the tits department. She was already a cup size bigger than me, and I stopped growing years ago.

“Can I barrow a vibe?” Barbara asked like she hadn’t just smacked my ass. Her green eyes begging me. Her lips pouting. Damn I could think of so many forbidden things those lips could do. I was such a pervy little girl to think such thoughts about my little sister, but she didn’t make it easy to keep such taboo thoughts under control.

“No, they’re mine, and besides you just smacked my ass.” I put extra emphasis on the last three words to get my point across.

“Oh come on Dorthy, you didn’t even get me a vibe for my birthday.” Barbara pouted, her blonde hair bobbing about. She had just turned fourteen on Christmas. She hates being born on Christmas, and insists we can’t get her a combined birthday/Christmas present. She asked me for a vibrator for her birthday, because I had figured out how to get around the age restrictions and she hadn’t. I got her a collection of Red Sonya comics instead. My little sister’s favorite busty barbarian.

Mmm… Conan and Red Sonya making a barbarian sandwich with me. I so needed to get off.

“I’m not about to buy my little sister a vibrator. I’m not even supposed to have this stuff.” I said as I grabbed a fresh pair of panties, pastel blue with a kitten on the front, and matching bra. Still just an A cup for me.

“Little…I’m two inches taller than you.” God how my little sister loved to lord that fact over me.

“I’m older.” I retorted, already knowing how she would respond.

“Yeah, by a year and a half.”

“Still older.” I said, following the script of the sisterly argument perfectly. I then snagged my snow flake leggings, a cute white pleated skirt and a sweater with snow flakes to match my leggings.

“Hey you two, get into the shower.” Mom said as she popped her head into my room. She was just dressed in a pair of satin panties and her open bathrobe. Her red hair pulled back in a braid. Her still perky breasts making me salivate as I caught sight of her nipples. I held my leggings tighter, hiding my toy from mom’s eyes. She would so freak if she ever found my stash. She was still fourteen when I was born, and couldn’t even begin to point out who the father of either of us might have been. For some reason she seems to think her daughters will make the same mistakes she did. Well lucky her, her daughters are both nerds. Our idea of a party involves figurines, dice and character sheets. Or dressing up as our characters and swinging foam swords at our friends.

At only five one my mom towered over me. All the women in my family were small and petite, but I was the tiniest. People mistook our mom as our older sister all the time. They were always shocked that she was our mother. Her breasts were still small, and she some how kept a flat stomach, even after having two daughters. I’m ashamed to admit how often my own mother features in my fantasies, but I get off so hard fantasizing about her. Dreaming about making love to her. Her flat stomach growing round with her futa daughter’s babies. Damn I wish futanari were real, and that I was one.

“I showered last night.” Barb replied. “Dorthy hogs the hot water in the mornings.”

“Well, then go get dressed young lady, then come down for breakfast.” Mom said. “School starts back up today, and I won’t have you being late.” Mom swatted my sister’s butt as Barbara ran giggling from my room.

“Dorthy?” Mom said as she turned to me.

“I’m on my way to the shower now.” I replied as I slipped into the hallway.

“Fifteen minuets.”

“Mom?”

“You heard me.” Mom said with a smirk. I think she knew I wanted some alone time with the shower wand.

I huffed as I popped into the bathroom. Putting my long red hair up to keep it dry. Then I hopped into the shower. I was so frustrated. I didn’t have time to use the shower wand, but I still had my toy. I quickly washed myself off, so I could have as much time with my toy. Then I held up my big pink butt plug. God I loved the internet. I let the hot water cascade across my small breasts, and sucked on my toy to lube it up. I don’t know why I love sucking on dildos and butt plugs. It just got me so hot.

I slid the toy down to my small breasts. Running it in circles around one nipple, then the other. I slid the toy lower across my smooth stomach. Up my shaved mound, and dipped it into my sopping pussy. God I was so wet. Then I plunged my toy right where I wanted it. Between my bubbly ass checks and into my sphincter. I moaned as the toy stretched my anal ring. My clit tingled as I circled it with my other hand. In a little, then out, then in a little more. Slowly probing my back door with the toy. I could cum from just anal alone, and I was getting close.

I gasped as I pushed the widest part of the toy through my anal ring. My relief was so close. I was going to cum so hard. My toned legs began to quake as I rode closer and closer to my peak. Then I shrieked as the shower turned ice cold. Chasing my building orgasm away.

“Your fifteen minuets are up.” Mom said as she open the bathroom door, her hands on her hips.

I freaked. Did she just see me masturbating my ass?

“Mom…” I whined as I turned off the shower, and hopped out. I didn’t even get to pull out my butt plug.

“Get dressed young lady.” She just stood there watching as I dried off, and began dressing. I was so freaked that she would see the small handle of my toy sticking out of my ass.

“Now get moving.” Mom said as I finished braiding my red hair. The tail of my braid waving down pasted my ass. “Your going to have to eat on the go if you want to make it to the bus stop on time.”

“Okay mom.” Oh god. No time. I didn’t have time to remove my toy, let alone put it away. I was about to go to school with a butt plug in my ass.

I ran down stairs. Pulled on my coat and boots. Grabbed my book bag, and phone. Then snagged the bagel and egg sandwich my mom had made me as I followed my sister out the door.

“Thanks mom!” I called as I left for school. My cheeks burning red as my toy stirred in my ass.

“Come on Dorthy.” Barbara said. Our feet crunching in the snow as we hurried down the snow covered walk. We got another three inches last night, and another storm was rolling in. “What took you so long? Mom gave you a full half hour before she turned the hot water off.”

My face flushed as I tried to think of a plausible lie for my sister. A nervous squeak slipping from my lips as my butt plug shifted inside of me. I stuffed the bagel and egg in my mouth to cover for my embarrassment.

“Hey, Dorthy, hey Barb!” I was saved by Candace as she called out to us. My best friend’s round mocha breasts bounced up and down in her blouse as she jogged to catch up with us. Her coat unzipped to show off her cleavage. I used the distraction to put my face mask on. At least now no one will be able to see me blush.

“You know you don’t need to wear that yet. We spend far to much time together for it to help.” Candace said. Candace Miller was the other awesome thing about this state. When we first moved in she came over to welcome us to the neighborhood. We got to talking, and soon discovered our shared love of Dungeons & Dragons, Cos Play and LARPing. Candace saved me from an existence of boredom. Introducing my sister and I to her group of friends, and bringing us into the fold as it were. She quickly became my best friend, helped by the fact that a large tree between our houses let me climb from my bedroom to her’s without touching the ground.

I finished chewing and swallowed.

“It doesn’t make eating any easier either,” I said, before lifting it up to take another bite.

Candace’s blue eyes sparkled with mirth as she smirked at me. Oh god she knew something was up with me.

“Yeah Dorthy, your being weird today.” Barbara teased. “You’d think your extra long shower would have been enough.”

I decided to bite the bullet, and hope my sister would show me a little compassion. I didn’t need to worry about Candace, we told each other everything.

“Didn’t get to finish before mom cut the hot water.” I mumbled.

“Oh god. She didn’t catch you with your toy did she?” Barbara gasped. I think she was more concerned about the prospect of not being able to get any of her own if I got caught, then the trouble I would be in.

“I don’t think so.” I replied. My face growing more red by the second.

“What toy?” Candace asked, looking back and forth between Barbara and I. Causing her long kinky black hair to bounce about her back.

“Dorthy took a toy with her to the shower.” Barbara showed no mercy.

“Wow, which one?” Candace was also without mercy today.

“Mr. Pink.” I whimpered.

“Oh god.” Candace gasped. Maybe she would show me mercy. “Isn’t that the monster of a butt plug you got because it came with the snow leopard print cat tail?”

Never mind.

“Yep,” my sister said with glee.

“How did you ever hide that monster from you mother?” Candace asked innocently.

I blushed furiously as I Whispered, “I didn’t take it out.”

“Wait, you still have it in?” My sister said in shock.

“Uh-hu.”

Candace and Barbara shared a look before bursting out into furious giggles. Stopping us in our tracks in front of the Wulf’s house. Our other next door neighbors, and the owners of the one comic shop in town.

“Morning girls.” Mrs. Lillian Wulf called to us while she brushed snow off of their sedan. Her blue leggings molding to her fantastic ass, pointed right at us. Mr. Wulf was busy shoveling their walk not far away.

“Morning Mrs. Wulf.” We all said in unison.

“So what has you girls in such a state?” She asked us. Please let my sister keep her big mouth shut.

“Oh, nothing.” Barbara said. “Dorthy was just telling us a funny story.”

My little sister was so dead.

“By the sound of it, it was quite the doozy.”

“Oh it was a doozy.” My sister said, digging her grave deeper. “I’m sure Dorthy would love to tell it to you some time.” She smacked my ass, making me squeak, as she said my name.

“Oh, I’d like that.” The MILF said. Fantasies of pressing my head between her ass cheeks filling my horny mind.

“Sorry, no time. We need to catch the school bus.” Candace said, finally showing me mercy.

“No worries girls, maybe latter.” Mrs. Wulf said as she went back to the task at hand.

“Hey, Mr. Wulf.” Barbara hollered. “Will you be opening up the shop this afternoon? I was hoping to get a few comics.”

“Afraid not girls.” Mr. Wulf called back as he looked up from his shoveling. “The storm rolling in is supposed to drop over a foot of snow. We’re moving the car into the garage, then battening down the hatches. I’m surprised they haven’t canceled school.”

“Ah, okay.” My sister said with disappointment.

“Bye Mr. Wulf, bye Mrs. Wulf.” I called as we continued our walk to the bus stop.

“Bye girls.” The Wulfs called back.

“Damn. Mrs. Wulf has a phat ass.” Candace said as we got out of ear shot. “I wish my ass was that hot.”

“Mmm, me too.” Barbara practically moaned. “Then maybe I could get Mr. Wulf to batten down my hatches.”

“Barbara!” I stuttered.

“What?” Candace said. “You can’t tell me you don’t fantasize about Mr. Wulf going to town on you. Every girl on the block wants a piece of him.”

“Pshht, Dorthy would rather have both the Wulfs.” Barbara was passing six feet deep now.

Candace snorted as she tried to stop her laugh.

“Candace?” I said. It was bad enough to get it from my sister, but now I was being tag teamed by my little sis and best friend. Mmm that could be fun. God I needed to get off.

“Oh come on. You know you would love to make a Dorthy and Wulf sandwich.” Candace replied to my scorn.

“Yeah, just dive in between Mrs. Wulf’s big round ass cheeks as Mr. Wulf pounds you from behind.” Barbara said with a dreamy look. “Mmm, that does sound fun.”

“God, I know I would eat Mrs. Wulf’s rosebud if that meant I got Mr. Wulf’s shlong.” Candace followed up.

“Oh my god, you two!” I almost cried. They were so right, and that wasn’t helping my furiously horny state any at all. “That’s it I’m not talking to you two any more until we change the subject.” With that I finished off my bagel, then popped my ear buds in. I would drown out the sexy thoughts with Eisbrecher’s latest album. A few flicks on my phone and the thumping base of Schicksalsmelodien filled my ears.

“God sis, you like the weirdest music.” Barbara said with a shake of her head.

“What, is she listening to her Troll music?” Candace asked.

“Growly orc music.” I said as I began to dance to the music as we walked down the street.

“You’re so embarrassing.” Barbara whimpered.

“Like this is any more embarrassing than you two talking about me making a Wulfs and Dorthy sandwich.” I retorted as we reached the bus stop, where our friends Dougall Wallace and Lisa Reuter were already waiting.

Lisa stood in front of Dougall pressed into him as he hugged her from behind. Lisa’s brunette hair clung to Dougall’s coat from the dry air. They were a thing. One that not many people got either. Partly because at six foot five, Dougall stood over a foot taller than Lisa, but mostly because Lisa liked to pick up girls to join the pair. Some for one nighters. Some for longer relationships. Currently it was just the two of them. I got the feeling Lisa was trying to get me into the middle of that, but it’s hard to tell since she comes on so strong to every one.

“Making a what sandwich?” Dougall asked.

I gave my sister a look, like that would do any good.

“A Dorthy and Wulf sandwich.” My sister chimed up without hesitation. Yep she was about twelve feet deep now.

“Mmm..” Lisa purred. “I wouldn’t mind making a sandwich with Mrs. Wulf.”

“Amen to that,” Dougall said. “Who ever convinced women that leggings were everyday wear deserves a fucking Nobel Prize.”

Candace and Barbara giggled as Lisa nodded in agreement. I just rolled my eyes. Not that I didn’t agree. However all four of us girls were wearing leggings, and only Candace and I were wearing skirts over top of them.

“Come on Dorthy, if you really want to make a sandwich, me and Dougall would love to make one with you.” Lisa said to my eye roll.

Before I could reply, the dreaded cherry red Camaro skid to a stop in front of us. The locked wheels spraying us with slush. The driver window hummed as it rolled down. The bottle blonde bitch Britney Slater looked out on us with a condescending grin.

“Hey losers. Still waiting on the twinky-mobile?”

“Oh sorry Britney, didn’t know it was a crime to be economic.” Barbara replied. She could never keep her mouth shut. I just ignored the bitch, and danced to my music.

“Hey spaz.” Britney called to me. “Don’t you think you’re going to have a hard enough time finding a man?”

I just ignored her.

“Leave. Now.” Dougall growled. He was a nice guy, but had no patience for bullies. He once explained to me that the only way to stop a bully is to leave them incapable of bullying. He didn’t believe in a fair fight either. Fair was for sports. In a fight you did what you had to to win, or you loose. No half measures. That being said, he got scarey when angry.

“Fuck you, Dougall!” Britney yelled.

“You wish.” Lisa mocked.

Britney pouted before plastering a fake smile to her lips and gave us the bird.

“Later loosers.” She yelled as she drove off in her sweet sixteen birthday gift. Fish tailing and spraying us with more slush.

“She is so going to crash that car.” Dougall muttered as Britney swerved onto the wrong side of the road, over correcting from her skid.

“What a cunt. I can’t believe you two used to date her.” I said to Dougall and Lisa. The two had kicked the bitch to the curb several months before I moved to the area. Apparently she used to hang out with my friends.

“She used to be a different person back then.” Lisa said, her voice tinged with sadness.

“I know,” Candace agreed. I had only ever met Britney the Bitch. “What ever got into her?”

“Pills.” Dougall said flatly.

We all looked at Dougall and Lisa. They both wore forlorn faces. Holy crap. They still cared for her.

“What?” My sister said naively.

“She started using anything she could get her hands on the year before last.” Dougall explained.

“We tried to get her help, but she didn’t want any of it.” Lisa continued.

“We even tried talking to her father.” Back to Dougall talking. They did this from time to time. Weirded me out at first, but now I know they are just that in sync with each other.

“You can see how well that went just by looking at the Cunt-mobile he got her for her birthday.” Lisa finished.

“Damn…” That was a major downer. On the plus side, my pussy wasn’t boiling over any more.

The school bus finally pulled up, so we all pulled up our masks. And got ready for the day. I climbed to the very back of the bus. Claiming the one single seat on the whole thing. The school decided that those of us from the same social bubble could sit next to each other. Figuring we weren’t social distancing from our friends outside of school, it really didn’t matter if we weren’t at school either. However, I had no desire to share a seat while I had a butt plug in my ass.

“Hey, Krys where’s Jake?” Candace called to our friend.

Krystiana Kaminski perked up as she saw us. The tall girl stood out from every one else, and not just because she always wore dresses. She kept her curly black hair so long it hung down passed her knees, and was such a huge Star Wars fan girl that people called her Future Girl. It didn’t help that she would correct them by explaining Star Wars takes place a long time ago. Her and our other friend Jake got on the bus at the stop before ours, so him being missing didn’t go unnoticed.

“He got his bike running again. Said he wanted to take it for a test run.” Krystiana said, as my sister and Candace sat across from her. Dougall and Lisa took the seat behind her. Putting them across from me.

“In snow?” Dougall said.

Jake Caldwell had a motorcycle, but it had been out of commission since before I knew him. He had been caught in a mudslide while riding it, and nearly died. Apparently Krystiana fainted when she found out about it. I was fairly confident that Krystiana and Jake both liked each other, but neither one of them could work up the nerve to ask the other out. For Krystiana it was because she was too shy. Jake was intimidated by how drop dead gorgeous Krystiana is. That girl could be a supermodel.

“That’s what I said.” Krystiana said it with a smile, but I could see the worry in her bright blue eyes. “Hey Dorthy, we still on for D&D on Friday?”

“Yeah. I have everything ready.” I smiled at Krystiana’s question. We try to get together once a week to play D&D. . I liked to play a rogue, but right now I was the dungeon master. I’ve had them running in circles for weeks now. The dungeon was a fourth dimensional hypercube. With the rooms being vertices, and the halls being edges. Krystiana in particular was maddened by my dungeon. She was our group’s map maker, and no matter how she tried, she couldn’t map my dungeon.

“Awesome,” Krystiana replied enthusiastically. “I have a theory I want to test. If I’m right I will finally be able to map that abomination of yours.”

“Finally.” Dougall chimed in. “That dungeon has been making me dizzy.”

Just then the bus finally lurched forward, and oh boy was I in trouble. Each and every bump in the road vibrated Mr. Pink. With the way the toy hummed in my ass, I might as well have a vibrator jammed up there. As the bus screeched to a stop for the next neighborhood, the butt plug thrummed in a way that made me squeal.

“You okay there?” Lisa asked me as my friends looked at me with concern. Well except for Candace and my little sister, who look like they were about to burst with laughter.

“Yeah, I’m fine.” I lied. I had almost reached my big ‘O’ from that short jaunt. I could only imagine what the rest of the trip would be like. Just as my fires had simmered down, the bus took off once again.

I was ready for it when we screeched to a stop the next time, and was able to stifle my squeal. However, I failed to reach that oh so wonderful climax. Once again I was left to simmer down as the next group of my fellow students took their seats. This was torture with out end. I needed relief more than ever.

“Hi guys!” Miyako said enthusiastically with her mild Japanese accent as she joined us. Miyako Himura was born in Japan, but her family moved to the area five years ago. Her father worked for the same company as my mom. The exotic beauty scanned over us with her mismatched eyes. She had heterochromia iridium, her right eye being green and her left brown. “Where’s Jake?”

“He took his bike.” Krys said.

“In the Snow?” Miyako said as she sat next to Krystiana.

“That’s what I said.” Dougall laughed.

That’s when I noticed Hasna Nejm still standing as the bus began to lurch forward. The shy girl was new to the area, and didn’t really have many friends. She was Arabic, however she didn’t cover her long dark brown hair with a head scarf. I once asked her about that, and she explained that her family were Coptic Christians from Egypt. Our group met her due to Dougall stopping a pair of pricks from bulling her on the bus. He was seated behind them, and they behind her. Dougall heard the things they were saying to her, and just cracked their heads together as hard as he could. He knocked them unconscious.

“Hasna, come sit with us.” I called to the girl.

Hasna smiled and quickly moved to the back. Sitting in the empty seat in front of Candace and Barbara. I smiled back, doing my best to ignore the humming butt plug in my ass.

“Hasna, you joining us this Friday?” Lisa asked a little to eagerly. She had been trying to get the shy girl to join her and Dougall for a three some from day one.

“D&D and snacks, it’s going to be awesome.” Barbara added.

“Yes. I am looking forward to it.” Hasna replied.

“Hey guys! It’s starting to snow.” A kid I didn’t know yelled. Sure enough, snowflakes were beginning to fill the air. I was grateful for the distraction. Not because it was distracting me, but because no one was paying attention to me. Mr. Pink was driving my crazy, but not enough for me to reach my peak. I needed some help. A little extra stimulation.

Fuck. I was desperate. Here I am on a crowded school bus. With a butt plug in my ass, and contemplating getting myself off. I was one horny little girl.

Desperate times call for desperate measures.

I pulled my phone out, holding it carefully. A few swipes of my thumbs latter, and I was there. I needed something extra naughty to help my get off, and YouPorn was guaranteed to satisfy. I did a search for Foxy Nancy, my favorite teen pornstar, and added taboo to the search.

Jackpot!

There was a new clip featuring Foxy Nancy, and from the preview, it looked hot. My music paused as the clip started to play. It started with Foxy Nancy laying in bed. Her long brunette hair fanned about her pillows, and her covers thrown off as she rubbed her shaved pussy through a pair of princes panties. A white undershirt clung to her small breasts as her back arched. That’s when Audrea Lyons walked in. The bottle blonde MILF has huge fake tits, and a slim athletic body.

“Mommy, you startled me.” Nancy squealed, as she pulled her hand from her wet panties.

“What were you doing baby?” Audrea asked the hot ass teen as she sat down next to the girl. The MILF’s bathrobe spilling open. Revealing her lacy bra holding in those big breasts.

“Nothing, mommy.” Nancy coyly answered. Her Russian accent bleeding through into her words.

“Were you playing with yourself?” Audrea continued to question the girl as she placed her hand on Nancy’s thigh.

“I’m sorry mommy,” Nancy cried.

“Oh, It’s okay baby.” Audrea said as she ran her hand up Nancy’s thigh. “Everyone needs to pleasure themselves from time to time.”

“Really, even mommies?”

“Yes baby. Especially mommies.” Audrea replied, her hand rubbing circles on Nancy’s thigh. “I pleasure myself all the time, baby.”

“Really mommy!” Nancy said with excitement. “Can you help show me how.”

“Why baby?” Audrea asked, her hand brushing Nancy’s panty covered sex. “Does it not feel good when you play with yourself.”

“I does mommy,” Nancy said with desperation. “But it doesn’t feel really good like everyone says it should.”

“Well baby, first lets take these off.” Audrea said as she slid her hands into Nancy’s girly panties, and slid them down her lovely legs. Audrea then licked her fingers before rubbing Nancy’s sopping quim.

“Ah…Mommy!” Nancy moaned as Audrea fingered her wet hole.

“Does that feel better baby?” Audrea asked, clearly knowing the answer.

“Yes mommy…” Nancy purred as the teen cutie spread her legs wider for the MILF.

“Than you’ll love this.” Audrea said as she pushed Nancy’s shirt up, revealing the teen’s small firm breasts. The MILF then dove in, and sucked one of Nancy’s hard little nipples into her mouth.

“Yes… Mommy Mmm…” Nancy purred.

I was rocking my hips with the action. Trying to get the most stimulation from the bus’s vibrations as I could from my butt plug firmly lodged in my young teen ass.

“Oh… Mommy!” Nancy moaned as Audrea curled her fingers into the teen’s sopping snatch. Plunging first one, then two and finally three fingers in and out as she finger fucked Nancy’s quim.

“That’s just the warm up baby girl.” Audrea purred to Nancy from around her nipple. The MILF pulled her head back, the suction pulling Nancy’s tit, until it popped from Audrea’s lush red lips. Audrea slid in front of Nancy, her fingers still plundering the teen’s pussy. She then leaned into Nancy, and the two kissed. Tongues sliding into each other’s mouths in mock incestuous, sapphic desire.

“That feels so good mommy.” Nancy moaned into Audrea’s mouth as they broke their kiss.

I felt my breath grow ragged. Damn I was getting close.

“Just wait, it gets better.” Audrea moaned back. Their lips brushing with every syllable. The MILF began to kiss her way down the teen’s body. Audrea kissed down Nancy’s neck. Kissed down her chest, taking time to kiss and suckle each nipple. Kissed down her stomach. Finally reaching Nancy’s dripping pussy.

“Oh, yes… Mommy…” Nancy moaned as Audrea kissed and licked her quim. The MILF dove into the teen twat, and feasted upon her girl nectar. Sloppy kissing and sucking sounds filled my ears.

“MOMMY!” Nancy squealed. Her back arched as she held Audrea’s head between her thighs. It was obvious she had just peaked, for real. She squealed and thrashed as she came down from her orgasm. Her young legs twitching from desire. Nancy lay their stunned for a moment. Clearly not able to remember her lines from the fantastic cum she had just had. Oh how I envied her.

“Is that what it feels like?” Nancy asked, finally remembering her line.

“Is that like what, darling?” Audrea asked as she kissed the teens’ thigh.

“Is that what it feels like with a man?” Nancy purred as she basked in the MILF’s administrations.

“Not really, it feels just as good, but in a different way.” Audrea purred between the kisses upon Nancy’s thigh.

“Can you show me mommy?” Nancy asked.

“No baby, but daddy can.” The MILF answered to the teen’s question.

Fuck. It was a father-mother-daughter scene. This was going to be so hot. My pussy clenched in anticipation of the simulated taboo debauchery to come.

“Are you seeing this?” Dougall said.

I looked up. We had reached the school, but you would have been hard pressed to tell. Snow was coming down so hard that you could barely see the school from where the bus had parked. I paused the video, and put my phone away.

“What’s going on?” Barbara asked. I shook my head, and Candace shrugged.

The bus doors opened, and Jake climbed on to the bus. Behind him was Ms. Issac, my English teacher. Ms. Adelaide Issac was a young teacher with a curvacious body that featured prominently in my nightly masturbatory fantasies. Especially in regards to the rumors about her and the senior girl named Libby. She had shoulder length light brown hair and green eyes. She always had a good tan, even during the winter. Though right now you couldn’t tell thanks to the thick winter coat she was wearing.

“Jake, whats happening?” Krys asked.

Jake ran a hand through his shoulder length dark brown hair. His black leather motorcycle jacket creaking with his movements. “It’s a full out blizzard. Schools canceled.” He said as he took the empty seat next to Hasna.

“And you’re not going to ride your motorcycle home in it.” Krys asked with irritation.

“Hey, riding on plowed roads is one thing. No way I’m riding in that mess.” Jake and Krys would argue like an old married couple.

“Where’s your bike?” Dougall chimed in. I half suspect he did so to stop the two from bickering.

“The janitor helped my park it in the shop class garage.” Jake said. “Looks like she’ll be stuck there till spring with the rate the snow is coming down.”

“Can I have your attention please.” Ms. Issac hollered over the din of the school bus. “As you have probably guessed school has been canceled for the day. The bus will now return… you… Oh my god…”

I turned to look at what Ms. Issac had seen. I looked out the bus’s back window at a swirling vortex of snow, and at the center of it hovered the beautiful, majestic woman from my dream.

“Can you protect me?” Her sultry voice echoed in my mind. The queenly woman stood in mid air just beyond the emergency door. Her long dark hair whipped wildly in the raging storm. Her dress sodden to her body from melted snow. Her dark nipples clearly visible through the light material.

“Close the door. Close the door NOW!” Ms. Issac said some where behind me. She seemed so distant.

“DORTHY! Get away from the window.” That was Dougall’s voice. He was right next to me, but he sounded so far away.

Suddenly the bus’s emergency door burst open, and everything around me became a swirling vortex of snow. I felt weightless as my entire world turned white.

Chapter Two: The Void

Pain flared in my body. The pins and needles of fading numbness.

My vision cleared to reveal only darkness. No not darkness. There was light from distant swirling galaxies. I flew through the unimaginable void of the cosmos. Bathed in the light of twinkling stars.

It was beautiful.

My red hair fluttered about me, as weightless as I seemed to be. My body as nude as the day I was born, and a strange V made from cuneiform stylized arrows burned coldly upon my breast, right over my heart. I breathed in a gasping breath at the sight before me. All of creation laid bare before my eyes.

“Oh god, I’m dead. I got sucked up by that snow tornado, and bashed into the ground. And now I’m dead. God… I still had Mr. Pink in me. Oh god, I died with a butt plug in my ass. How undignified.” I was just yammering. My mind grasping for some kind of reason or logic.

“Wait. I’m breathing. Do the dead breath? How am I breathing in space?” I yelled into the void.

“You are not dead.” The voice of the dream woman rang in my ears.

I turned to find the dream woman floating near by myself. Her lush body as naked as my own. Her long black hair flew about her in the weightless void. As her large breasts bobbed enticingly with out gravity to hold them down. Her hard dusky nipples just begging for my attention.

“Where are we?” I asked the mature beauty floating naked before me.

“We are in the void between worlds.” Her sultry voice rang.

“Well obviously we’re in space.” I said with annoyance.

“If you knew, then why did you ask?” She replied smugly.

“Because it’s not possible.” I was to exasperated by everything. I needed some sense. Some normalcy. “Space is a vast cold, dark void of nothingness. You can’t just float through it bear ass naked.”

“And yet here we are.” She said with open arms before closing them about my floating body. Her warm dusky flesh pressed against my own pale skin. The warmth of her touch filled me. I could feel a heat growing in my clit as her large breasts pressed into my own small mounds. Her large hard dusky nipples brushed against my own hard little pink nipples. The scent of feminine arousal filled my nose. Mine our hers, I couldn’t tell. However, I suspected it was both. She felt so real. Too real for a dream.

She kissed me. Once again my lips met hers. This kiss, however, was more wholesome. Less lustful. “Protect me, Dorthy Ó hIfearnáin.” She said as her lips parted from my own.

“How?” I asked. “I’m just…” I didn’t want to admit it, but I had to say it. She practically towered over me. She had to be a good foot taller than myself. “I’m just a little girl.”

“No, Dorthy Ó hIfearnáin.” She stroked my cheek with her gentle fingers. “You are special. Accept my gifts, and become more than you could have ever imagined.”

“I have a very active imagination.” My words bringing a sly smile to her lips. “What gifts?”

“Power…” She almost moaned the words as her lips brushed mine once more. “And pleasure.”

Our lips met again. This time our kiss deepened. I thrust my tongue against hers. Our tongues fucking into each other’s mouths. Our bodies pressed together. I ground my mound on her hip, and I could feel her hot snatch grind into my thigh. I ground myself into her pelvis. Dragging a moan from her lips as my thigh rasped across her juicy cunt. Her moisture spread across my thigh, as it matted her curly black bush. Our hands ran up and down each other’s backs.

“Yes..” She moaned into our tongue filled kiss. “Take your gifts. Take me.”

I slid down her body. Braking our kiss, a strand of spit clinging between our lips. It broke as I leaned in and kissed down her neck. My pink lips sucking on her dusky flesh with each kiss. I kissed down her chest, across the gentle rise of her breast. I circled her aureola with sucking kisses. Each kiss moving ever closer to her dark nipple. She gasped and moaned as our pelvises met. Her furred muff tickling my shaved snatch. My lips finally closed around her firm teat. I nibbled ever so gently as my tongue flicked and caressed her dusky nub. She held her breath as I sucked hard upon her large breast. Her pussy juices flowed, mingling with my own smeared into our groins.

“Yes, Dorthy. Take me. Make me yours”

Her dusky nipple popped from my mouth as I moved to her other dark nub. My mind swirled with desire. “Yes… Mine.” I moaned as I slipped my lips around her other nipple. Sucking and licking at her lush breast.

I nipped and nibbled on her teat. She gasped with each pinch of my teeth. My hands found their way to her breasts. I held the one to my mouth as I tongued and sucked her dusky tit, and played with her free breast with my other hand. Her hands ran through my long red hair as she held the back of my head. Our mismatched height allowing our mounds to mash together as I nursed upon her breasts. My clitoris swelled with passion as I ground it into her furry twat.

“Yes!” She moaned as her hands dropped to my bubbly ass.

Her nipple popped free from my mouth as I moaned. Our twats joined together in grinding passion as she wrapped her legs around my hips.

“Take me Dorthy.” She moaned as her back arched in rapture. “Fuck me with your clit.”

I obliged her rapturous request, and thrust my hips harder into her own. I could feel her pussy spasming around my clitoris. Her frenzied heart beat pulsing along side my own. Soft moist walls squeezing my clitoris. Holding my nub in their sweltering embrace. It was too much. I shouldn’t be able to feel so much with just my cute, little clitoris.

I tore my gaze from my hands mauling her dusky breasts, and risked a glance down to our mashing groins. My labia majora were spread obscenely by a thick shaft of pink flesh, sprouting where my cute little clit should have been.

“Oh my Fucking mother of god!” I moaned as I thrust my clit-cock into the dusky beauty’s snatch.

“Yes! Fuck me. Fuck me with your clit-cock.” The dusky beauty moaned. “Fill my vessel with your girl seed.”

I gasped as her pussy squeezed about my girl-dick. My clit-cock. I had a clit dick bigger than any human growth hormone abusing porn star I have ever seen, and I had the most beautiful woman with her moist folds wrapped around it. How could I deny such a request.

“I’m gonna fuck you so hard.” I moaned. “You’re going to scream on my girl cock.”

I twisted her nipples as I thrust my hips into her. Our moans sang out together, singing a duet of passion and desire. Each thrust of my giant girl cock into her pink depths sent shivers of pleasure up my spine. My nipples tingled with lust as my pink rod split her dusky mound. Her pubic curls tickling my bare mons.

God, no wonder guys love fucking so much. This was so much better than anything I could have imagined. I felt the pleasure sliding along my clit-cock as I fucked the dusky beauty with lustful passion. Our labia mashed together as I bottomed out in her. The tip of my girl dick pressing against her cervix. I felt rapture deep in my core as something deep within me pulsed with need.

That need grew, as I fucked her harder. My nipples throbbed with desire. My ass hole tingled with wanton lust. My pussy burned with passion. And my cock, my great big girl dick, swelled with need.

“Yes… Fuck me. Fill me with your passion. Claim me with your power. Give me your mana.” The dusky beauty sang. “Yes… YES… YES!”

Her pussy rippled on my girl-cock. She milked my with her sheath. Her spasming snatch sucking at my clit-dick. God, she was cumming on my clit-cock. I made her cum. I thrust into her milking cunt, as her juices gushed around the union of our flesh. Drenching us both in her girl cream. It was to much for me. I felt that need deep in my core explode up my girly rod of dick flesh. My pussy spasmed, gushing my own juices to mingle with hers. Then my clit-dick exploded. Pulse after pulse of girl jizz fired up the length of my girl cock, and into the hot womb of the dusky beauty.

“Fuck… Yes!” I growled in primal lust. “Take it. Take my cum. Take every drop of my girl seed.”

After what seemed an eternity, my clit-cock fired the last of my girl cum into my dusky beauty’s womb, and started to deflate. My shrinking girl dick slid from her cum matted folds. Shrinking down until once more I just had my cute pink little clitoris peaking from my hood. I was shocked to see my girl dick shrink down to just a little clit. However, some how I knew that all it would take was a little stimulation, and my raging hard girl cock would grow from my clitoris once more.

Droplets of our mingled cum drift in space around our bodies. Flung free from our bodies from our vigorous union of body and soul, to drift like some perverse cloud of satellites orbiting our panting forms. I looked to my dusky beauty’s cum filled snatch, and licked my lips. She had a tasty cream pie from our union. I wanted to just plunge my head between her lush legs, and devourer our mingling cum from her cunt.

“God that was good.” I panted. I couldn’t wait for round two.

“Dorthy Ó hIfearnáin,” My dusky beauty moaned. “My power is yours. You are my owner from now, until the end of your days. You possess this fragment of my Soul.”

“Wait!”

The stars flew past us at an alarming rate. My dusky beauty burst into light. Consuming me in its pure radiance.

Chapter Three: Love thy Self

The universe spun away from me, or I from it. Brilliant light filled my very being. My very soul. Engulfing my body until only the light remained. After an eternity of brilliance a firmament formed beneath me. I was on my left side, curled up in a ball, and still very naked.

“Does the universe have some sort of grudge against clothing?” I asked the world at large as I rolled onto my back. My head resting against what felt like stone. I pushed myself up into a sitting position. My hands splayed behind me upon the rough stone floor to stabilize a world that still spun as the light cleared from my vision.

I was staring at a dark gray stone block wall. My shadow surrounded by the play of flickering purple light. I could hear the gentle roar of a steady breeze blowing downwards without end. The fine hairs on my body stood on end as it tickled my flesh, but my long red hair didn’t play in the breeze as it should have if there were an impossible wind blowing in this chamber. For that is what it was. As I looked about myself I found more of the same dark gray block forming a room with four walls, a ceiling and floor. However there were no doors, nor windows. It was a twelve foot stone block cube with no features except for a gold stand holding a brilliant purple crystal. Like a golden floor lamp with three filigreed feet holding it stable. The rod flowed straight for a few feet before blossoming with more filigree to hold the purple gem. The source of the strange flickering light filling the room.

I could feel its pull. Like the gem was breathing in the not a breeze that flowed into the stone room. I could feel the light from the purple gem pulse with the rhythm of my own heart beat. I looked down to my small breasts to see the strange V still branded into my pale flesh.

A soft giggle reached my ears. I looked for the source, but could find no one.

“In a way the universe does. Nature despises artifice, and clothes are artifice. Thus the universe has a grudge against clothing.” It was the dusky queen’s voice. My dusky beauty’s voice.

I looked to the source, only to see the strange pulsing purple crystal. I stood, and approached the gem to investigate it further. Then gasped at who I saw sitting upon it. It was her. My dusky queen. Except she was tiny. Maybe one twelfth her normal height, she didn’t even stand as tall as my hand. Her majestic five foot nine reduced to less than six inches. Though her tiny dusky body was still as curvacious as ever, and once again dressed in her white gown that clung to her lush form oh so enticingly.

“Okay… Then why do you get to have your cloths back?” I asked the tiny woman.

She floated through the air to hover before my eyes. Doing a little spin to show off her beautiful gown. “Because I created it for myself after we arrived in your new domain.”

“Well can you make me some clothes then?” I asked. I didn’t have any problems remaining nude, but clothing does do more than just cover a girl’s naughty bits.

“I’m afraid not. My own gown is all I am capable of creating.” She answered to my growing dismay. “You however, can create what ever you so desire within the limits of your power.”

“Wait, wait, wait… My domain? My power?” My head spun. “Where am I? How did I get here? And more importantly, how do I get home?”

“But you promised to protect me.” She said with dismay. “Did you not find me pleasing.”

“What! No no no no…” I said in a panic, I hadn’t meant to offend her. “You were amazing.”

“Amazing?” She said with a sly smile. The little imp.

“Awesome, incredible, the best orgasm I’ve ever had.” I added much to her enjoyment. “It’s just I don’t know where I am. I’m so confused.”

“Well, you are in your home. Your domain. Your keep. Your dungeon.” She explained. “You were summoned here, to another world, to protect me, and this room is your vault. The heart of your domain, where your Void Crystal resides. Lady Dorthy.”

“Okay…” I said, my confusion not really lessened any. “So I take it that is my Void Crystal.” I added with a wave of my hand to the glowing purple gem.

“Yes.” She answered. “It is the receptacle of your power, and I am its soul.”

“Um… this isn’t really clearing anything up for me.” My head was spinning again.

The Soul of my Void Crystal huffed. Placing a hand on one of her shapely little hips. “Well then. You were summoned to another world. Where you formed a pact with myself, the soul of the Void Crystal. You protect me. In exchange I grant you my powers. When you came in me the pact was sealed, and I used the mana from your seed to create this room to start your dungeon.” She finished with another huff. “Any questions.”

“Many.” I said. Oh so many questions.

She sighed with dismay. “Ask away.”

“Okay. How was I summoned here?”

“Your soul was copied, and drawn here to this world. Where a new body was made to suit your soul’s desires.” The soul answered me.

“Wait copied. I’m not the real me?” This was an existential crisis in the making.

“No, you are the real you, but there is also a real you on your old home.” The soul said calmly. I don’t think she understood just how much this was blowing my mind.

“Okay…” I took a deep calming breath. “Existential crisis aside. What is this world, where is this world and who summoned me.”

“This world has many names. It is a place of magic and mystery. A world full of wonder. However the locals in this region call it Alfsgard. As to the worlds location, I do not have adequate information to explain it to you, but know that more than the unfathomable gulfs of the cosmos stand between here and your old home. As to who summoned you..” She shrugged for her last answer.

“Magic?” Now we were getting some where.

“Yes. It is what you feel flowing into your Void Crystal, and it’s very reason for existence.” She smiled as she expounded. “The Void Crystal draws power from the Vein of Magic, and powers your Glyph. Your Glyph is your mark of power. With them you can work your will upon the world around you. Shaping it to your will.” She touched the brand on my breast as she spoke of my Glyph.

“My Glyph?” I said as my fingers brushed the cold black cuneiform V.

“Yes, there are twelve glyphs in all. Each glyph attuned to an element. Granting powers in that element. You have the Ice Glyph.” She explained.

I looked again at the brand above my heart. It was a very long and narrow V. Almost like an icicle. “Elements, like in alchemy… Water, Earth and Fire?”

“Yes, those are three of the twelve glyphs. Each glyph is paired with its duel element. They are Ice and Metal, Earth and Water, Life and Death, Lightning and Thunder, Dark and Light and lastly Wind and Fire.” She explained happily. “Your Glyph is your word, and with the word you can create your will through the Void Crystal.”

“Create?” If it wasn’t for the intensity of the sex I just had with her I would think this a dream.

“Yes,” She continued to lecture like some sort of video game interactive tutorial. “The Vein of Magic feeds the Void Crystal. Your word shapes the mana, and with the Void Crystal, makes it real.”

“My word? Which words?” I asked.

“All words that create. The Words the Build. For you that is your Glyph, Ice.” She waved her tiny arms about to emphasize the grandiose nature of her lecture, but with her tiny form it just looked adorable. “Now to begin you must summon your first companion. Your companion of Ice. Think of her.”

“Her?” Images of girls and women began to flow through my mind. Girls and women I knew. That I desired.

“Yes, her. You will know who she is. Let your thoughts shape the mana. Let your word and desire guide you.”

I let my imagination roam. I now possessed my long desired futa-cock, and my mind drifted through the long list of the girls and women who I would love to plunge my hard clit-dick into. Oh so many… But there was one that I longed to fuck more than all the rest. One who would be the most taboo. It was impossible. It was beyond wrong. However in this dream or world of magic, I really didn’t care which, the impossible was possible, and I didn’t give a damn how wrong it may be.

I saw her in my mind. Frost formed before me in the shape of a girl with large swan like wings. I summoned her to me. The frost shattered, showering me in fine flakes of ice, and she stood before me, just as naked as myself. The universe really did have a grudge against clothing.

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My mind reeled from my erotic dream. What a strange thing to dream when you are about to die. I could hear a steady beeping. It sounded like a heart monitor. That didn’t fit. Surely I would have died from being sucked out of the bus by a snow tornado. A snownado. What a terrible way to die. And with a butt plug in my ass no less.

Fuck.

I can’t let mom find out about that. She would have a heart attack.

I blinked my eyes open, the glare of florescent lights blinding me.

“Where am I?” I mumbled. My lips felt numb.

“Look who’s back among the land of the living.” A melodious voice said. I looked towards it to see a young dusky angelic face surrounded by dark curly hair. She looked familiar. Not the dusky beauty from my dream. No, she was someone I knew.

“Ms. Belmonte?” She was the young woman that lived in the house kitty corner to my own.

“Well it appears your memory wasn’t badly damaged.” She said as she shined a light in first my right eye, then my left.

“Am I in the hospital?” I asked when I suddenly remembered that Ms. Belmonte was an ER nurse.

“St. Mary’s.” She replied. “You gave everyone quite the scare.”

“I thought I was dead.” I was alive. I didn’t die.

“You were. For about seventeen seconds.” Ms Belmonte said. “The EMTs were able to revive you. The doctor wanted me to keep an I on you since you know me.”

“Oh my god…” I groaned as I tried to sit up.

Ms. Belmonte gently pushed me back down. “You need to stay in bed for now young lady.”

I relented. After all, I did die earlier in the day. God, I can’t believe I was still alive.

“Now I need to go get the doctor, and I’m certain your mother and little sister will be overjoyed to hear that you are up.” Ms. Belmonte said as she moved about me checking the various instruments attached to me. “However I did want to ask you about this.”

She held up Mr. Pink, held between her thumb and forefinger.

“Oh my god.” This time I moaned in shame as I hid my face in my hands.

“Don’t worry. I’m not going to tell your mother about it.” Ms. Belmonte said comfortingly. “Once you’re feeling better we can talk more about it.” She gave me a mischievous smile as she finished.

“What?” I gaped at what she had just hinted at. Surely I had miss heard her. She had a toddler daughter after all.

“I remember being a horny young woman like yourself.” She said then leaned closer to me. “Hell, I’m still a horny young woman.” She popped my butt plug into her mouth sucking it clean before popping it back out.

“Mmm… Still good.” She purred in my ear.

“Oh, My, Fucking, Mother of God…” I didn’t even realize I had just said that out loud.

“Come now. I’ve seen you watch the little shows your friend Candace likes to put on in the night.” She replied to my blasphemy. “That girl has an exhibitionist streak. Did you know that your putting on a little show of your own when your watching her? I do so enjoy watching the two of you girls showing off for all the block to see. So, shall we talk more when you’re feeling better?”

I just nod my head with a stupid grin on my face. She may not have been the lush beauty from my dream, but, holy fucking mother of god, she was one hot slim Latina.

“Good, talk to you soon.” Ms. Belmonte said before kissing my lips. Her tongue pushing against my lips. I opened my mouth to her and our tongues met for a brief moment before she broke the kiss.

“Thank you Ms. Belmonte.” I said. So glad it was her that had found Mr. Pink. Which she slid back into her scrubs pocket.

“Call me Olivia.” She said as she ducked out the door of my private hospital room.

I smiled. Sure the day started out with me being unbearably horny, and dieing for seventeen seconds. However things had definitely taken a turn for the better.

“You have been chosen.” The queenly voice from my dreams called out.

I looked about myself in a panic. There she was floating just outside my hospital room’s window. Her white gown fluttering in the snow.

“Oh, god…” I moaned…

Then the world turned to star strewn darkness.

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I smiled at myself.

She looked exactly like me, yet so different at the same time. Her skin was several shades paler than my own. Her nipples a light pink instead of my more vibrant tone. Her hairless mound just begging to be split open by my girl-cock. Her long hair was platinum blonde instead of the rust red of my own, but came down to her mid thighs just like my own. Her eyes were icy pools of blue that just drew me in. Sure I had blue eyes, but mine where darker, and had a green-gold ring at the center. Her eyes were pure blue. Like deep pure ice. However she was otherwise exactly like me. Because she was me. Well she also had a pair of large snow white swan wings growing from her back, but that hardly mattered.

“Hello Dorthy.” I said to myself.

“Oh my god.” The other me said as she looked about the sparse chamber. I would have to fix that. “It wasn’t a dream.”

“No, Its real.” I said.

“I woke up in the hospital. Olivia was there. I thought it was a dream, but its real.” She smiled at me.

“Olivia?” I said, I didn’t know any Olivias.

“Oh that’s right you wouldn’t know her first name yet. Ms. Belmonte our neighbor.” She answered me.

“The nurse, so I’m in the hospital then. Or rather we are. Or, wow the grammar of this is not easy.” We both broke out into giggles at my stumbling sentence.

“Yep, we died for seventeen seconds.” Other me said far more chipper than I would think I would be.

“Wow…”

“I know right.” She said. “But we lived, and now I’m here with you. And… I’m a Valkyrie!” Other me said with excitement as she wrapped her arms around me. We embraced each other as we shared a soft kiss.

“So I guess that means there is now a third me living back on Earth?” I asked as I turned to the Soul of my Void Crystal. Damn that is a mouth full.

“Yes, a boring life on a boring world.” The Soul answered as she watched me embrace my magical clone.

“Not that boring…” Other me giggled. “Olivia found Mr. Pink.”

“Oh, god…” I said.

“Yeah… now she wants to have some fun with me with it later. Or us, or the us still on Earth?” We giggled more at the awkwardness of their being three of me. Though one was so very far away.

“WOW!” I gasped. “The Earth us is so lucky.”

“Mmm…” Other me purred. “She may get to enjoy Olivia, but we get to enjoy each other. The ultimate incest. Selfcest.”

God other me was so hot. “Mmm… yeah… are you ready for my big futa-cock?” I purred to other me. Our noses rubbing as we ground our pelvises together. I could feel my clitoris poking from my folds as it swelled with arousal.

“Mmm… So ready.” Other me purred as she rubbed her hand over my swelling clitoris. “I didn’t really get the best look at it while we were fucking our Soul of the Void. Or is she just yours?”

“Ours.” I said as I kissed the other me. Our lips molding together perfectly. Our tongues thrusting out to meet at the same time. Our moans ringing out in perfect union. I could feel my clitoris growing as it began to prod at other me’s bare mound. Her hand stroked down my mound once more, and wrapped around my swelling girl cock.

“And I am yours.” Other me moaned into the tongue filled kiss. She slowly stroked my swelling clit-cock. Pleasure rippled down my shaft from her warm hand.

“All mine.” I groaned. My hands trailing down her back to cup her firm round cheeks. Kneading her ass as she rubbed the tip of my still growing futa cock.

We slowly slid down to the stone floor. Our lips never parting, and her hand never losing grip on my throbbing girl dick. I laid her back upon the flag stones as she wrapped her legs around my waist. Her wings spreading out across the stone floor. I reluctantly broke our passionate kiss to risk looking at my pulsing shaft of girl flesh held in my doppelganger’s pumping fist. I was huge. My clit-cock had to be a foot long, and was so thick that my double’s hand didn’t wrap around its circumference as she jacked off my girl dick. It otherwise looked much like a circumcised cock, because their was no foreskin what so ever. Most likely because it was after all my clit. However it did have its own urethra for delivering large doses of hot girl cum deep into the wombs of sexy girls.

“Fuck!” Other me and I said in unison. She had also risked looking.

“That is one big piece of meat.” I added.

“Yeah… and its your sexy giant futa meat.” My double purred as a pearl of precum formed at the tip of my girl cock.

“Are you sure you can take this thing?” I asked my doppelganger. “I mean it sorta leaves Mr. Pink in the dust.”

“And then some.” She smiled at me. “But yeah I can take it. This body was made to please you. I am perfectly compatible with your giant futa appendage.”

“Perfectly?”

My double nodded. “Stick it in, and find out for yourself.”

She slowly slid my girl-cock down to her moist folds. “Fuck me with this monster of a clit-cock, and pump my womb full of your powerful girl seed.”

I kissed my double, myself. I thrust my tongue deep into her mouth. Our lips smacking together as we made out. I pushed her knees up till they rest next to her head. Then straddled her so my knees helped hold her folded in half, and pressed my girl cock against her soft, wet labia.

“Yes…” My double hissed through our kiss as my glans pushed into her folds. “Fuck me full of you futa seed. Breed me.”

“God yes.” I purred into our kiss. Breeding yourself. The ultimate incestuous taboo. I couldn’t wait for my doppelganger to bear our lovely little daughters.

Our hands slid together pressed to the stone over her head as I slid inch after glorious inch of my girl cock into my double’s tight twat. Her wet, velvety folds caressing my clit-cock as I thrust ever deeper. God she was perfect. Just the right tightness, and resistance to my futa-dick. Without being too tight. I felt no resistance from her hymen, which was no surprise. I had destroyed my own with a peculiar shaped summer squash years ago. She must not be any different. Our kiss grew ever deeper as my girl cock thrust into her sweltering forbidden heaven.

I could feel my girl honey dripping from my pussy, and running down the shaft of my girl cock to mingle with the forbidden and impossible union of our flesh. She gasped into my mouth as my futa-dick finally stopped as my glans pressed against my doppelganger’s cervix. With nearly half my length still unsheathed in her warm folds.

“So full…” She moaned. Our tongues thrust together in celebration of our selfcestuous union.

“It gets better.” I purred before slowly lifting my hips. Velvet friction slid along my clit-cock as I pulled out till just my glans was within my double’s folds. She groaned at my girl cock’s retreat. Her pussy clenching down on my shaft in forbidden longing.

I slammed my hips down with all my might. Thrusting the length of my futa-cock into my doppelganger’s pussy. Ramming her cervix with my hard rod of girl flesh. Rippling folds of girl flesh once more engulfing my raging clit-cock.

“FUCK!” She screamed in pleasure. “Yes…fuck me so hard.”

How could I deny myself.

I pulled nearly out once more before thrusting into her forbidden depths. My battering ram of a futa-cock hammering at the doors to her womb once more. Our tongues intertwined in passion as I thrust in and out of my double’s hot, sopping cunt. Our nipples brushed together as I built a rhythm. My mighty thrusts sending our little breasts bouncing together.

Her spit was sweet and strangely cool as it pooled in my mouth from her tongue fucking into my lips. My own pressing deep into my doppelganger’s mouth. I lost myself in the thrill of fucking my double. In ramming my girl dick against the cervix of my doppelganger. Our lips melting together in selfcestuous passion. Our hands held together as I fucked her hot pussy.

“So hot.” I moaned into our kiss. My tongue counting her molars.

“So fucking hot.” My doppelganger moaned back. Her own tongue fucking into my mouth.

I thrust my girl-cock harder and faster into my double. The pitch of our mingled grunts and moans changing as I sped my thrusts in and out of her sopping cunt. Our forbidden union filling the room with the wet squelching of my clit-dick plundering her womb.

“Yes… so beautiful.” I heard the Soul of my Void Crystal moan.

I turned my head just enough to catch a glimpse of her sitting atop the glowing Void Crystal. Fucking her miniature twat upon the pointed tip of the purple gem. Apparently her miniature stature did nothing to reduce her lusts. Flash backs to twisted fantasies I’ve had of Tinkerbell filled my mind as I redoubled my efforts to fuck my double senseless.

“Ahuh… God yes, Dorthy…” Other me moaned. “So good…” She glanced to what I had seen, and moaned loader into my mouth. “Tinkerbell?”

“Yes…” I groaned. Our lips working to minimize their separation as we made out. My hips hammering my girl-cock into my doppelganger at a furious speed.

“Later.” Other me purred into our selfcestuous kiss. Her words inspiring me to ever greater speeds. Her vaginal walls squeezing my girl-dick as she rocked her hips into the wild abandon of my fucking of her cunt.

Our tongues dueled with each other as I pound my girl-cock harder and harder into my double. The sweet duet of our moans echoing off the bare stone walls. The delicious symphony of girlish squeals and cries of pleasure mingling with the wet slapping of flesh and squelching of my clit-cock plunging into my doppelganger’s beautiful pussy. No music could compare to the sonata of our selfcestuous lust.

Our breathing took on a new rhythm as my thrusts grew more desperate. I was going to explode, and I knew she was going to explode with me.

“Are you?” She asked. Echoing my thoughts.

“Uhuh.” I moaned.

“Do it.” She cried.

“With you.” I purred.

“Yes…yes…FUCK!” we screamed into each other’s mouths. Our tongues still battling one another. My cock twitched against her cervix as both our cunts spasmed.

Her legs curled up as we squealed. Our bodies twitching with pre-orgasmic bliss. I thrust one last time into my double’s milking cunt. My glans pressing into her cervix.

A pressure deep inside my vagina burst as my clit-cock throbbed. My girl seed spewing forth into my doppelganger’s womb. Spurt after spurt filling her. Her hot cunt milking my girl-cock in her orgasmic throes. My double’s pussy gushed girl cream around my clit-dick, as my own pussy sprayed our selfcestuous union in a baptism of cunt cream.

I held the hands of my double as I looked into her icy-blue eyes. Our lips met once more in a kiss. This one more gentle, yet still filled with such passion.

“That was awesome.” I purred as I slowly rolled back off of my doppelganger. My knees grinding painfully upon the flagstone floor.

“Mmm…Truly amazing.” She agreed. “Though before we go again, maybe find some way to add a couch or sofa to this room.”

“Your telling me. My knees are killing me.” I replied with a smile. No knee pain was going to diminish how hot it was to pump my doppelganger full of my girl spunk. Then a squelching pop filled the room with its echos as my clit-cock pulled free of her cream stuffed cunt.

We shared a look then both burst out in giggles.

“Careful with that cream pie.” I said to my double.

“Oh you know I will.” She replied. “We missed out on eating the cream pie we left in our Soul of the Void. Not about to let this one go to waste.”

“Damn right.” I said.

“Just wish I was flexible enough to share it with you.” My doppelganger finished as I stood up. My deflating girl-cock retreating back into my clitoral hood.

“Hey Soul.” I said to the panting Soul of the Void Crystal sitting atop her name sake. “Did you enjoy the show?”

“Mmm… very much, Lady Dorthy.” The Soul of the Void purred. “You are not the first female dungeon builder to choose themselves as their first companion, but it has been too long since I last witnessed the beautiful passion of self love.”

“Glad you liked it.” I leaned in and kissed the Soul. My lips engulfing her entire chest in the kiss as her lips kissed the tip of my nose.

“Would you truly have devoured your own seed from my vagina?” The Soul then asked me.

“I was about to before you brought us here.” I said with a smile. “I also wanted to fuck your ass, and eat the anal cream pie that I would have given you.”

“Uuuh…” The Soul moaned lustfully as she ground her little hand into her equally diminutive pussy. “I really should have waited before I brought you to your domain.”

“Yes. Yes you should have.” Other me said playfully. A hand between her legs to keep my girl-dick cream from oozing out.

“Well we can still have some fun with mini you.” I purred. “I have always wanted to fuck Tinkerbell.”

“Tinkerbell?” The soul asked.

“A character from an old book.” Other me answered. “She was a sexy fairy about six inches tall.”

“Kinda like you.” I finished.

“Oh my…” The Soul said with what could only be described as an eager expression on her face.

“But first…” I said as I looked at the horny Soul sitting atop my Void Crystal. “Do you have another name? Because ‘Soul of the Void Crystal’ is a bit of a mouth full.”

“I have only the one name until you decide on another.” She answered.

“Oh, well let me think on it.” I said to the Soul. “Because you deserve a better name.”

“Speaking of names,” my double spoke up. “Us both being Dorthy might be fine while its just you and me, but it’s going to get confusing once you have more companions.”

“Hmm… It will be kinda awkward.” I said in thought. “You could always pick a new name.”

She smiled at me. “You know what name I’m thinking of?”

“Yes…” I groaned. “And its corny.”

“Oh come on.” She chided. “I know you love it.”

“Oh, how?”

“Because I love it.” My doppelganger purred as she walked to me and kissed my softly.

“Okay Valarie.” I moaned into the kiss.

“I knew you loved it.” Valarie purred. The name had been from my first D&D character, a sexy blonde paladin.

“Now back to the task at hand.” I said as I turned back to my Void Crystal and the Soul sitting upon it. “You said something earlier about me being able to make my dungeon. How?”

“Ah, of course.” The Soul purred eager to once more be the teacher. “It’s easy. You just place your hand upon the Void Crystal, and let your will sink in.”

I did as the Soul instructed, and watched as my perception expanded to include the whole of my domain. No longer just what I could see and feel with my own five senses. I knew every single nook and cranny in the fifteen by fifteen foot room that composed my domain. Wow. I was way off with my first estimates. Looks like I will need to work on my estimation skills as well as my dungeon.

To Be Continued…