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Story Codes: Teen hermaphrodite/Teen female, Teen hermaphrodite Masturbation, Teen hermaphrodites/Teen female, Oral Sex, Exhibitionism, Voyeurism, Interracial, Virgin, Fantasy, Magic

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Lada Volkov

I felt energized as I marched out of the school building onto the field. The volleyball team was listening to Akane talk in the sandpit and my cheerleaders were waiting for me on the field. There were nine of them. Nine stunning beauties all looking so hot and sexy in their cheer outfits.

My new clit-dick throbbed, trapped beneath my pink pleated skirted hemmed in purple. My boobs jiggled in my shell top. I didn’t put on my bra. No, my boobs would be unrestrained from now on. I was strong enough to handle having my breasts bouncing and heaving as I cheered.

No sports bra for my Double D’s.

“You’re late,” said Suzan Strong. She had bleached-blonde hair, a recent dye job since her roots weren’t showing at all. “We were supposed to start five minutes ago, Lada.”

“You’re never late,” added Luana Pittaluga. The Italian beauty had a fierce face and her glossy mane of black hair pulled back into a ponytail. Short but feisty.

“Oui, oui,” Méline Renard said. The Quebecois brunette—yes, that was how prestigious our school was that girls from Canada came here to study—had a concerned look on her face. “Are you okay?”

“Is it your period?” asked Seo-Hyeon Moon. The Korean girl had a sympathetic look on her face, her hands rubbing at her belly.

“We’re all on the same cycle,” said Mackenzie Richardson. She had brassy hair.

“Yep.” Guadalupe Pinto nodded, a big smile dimpling her golden-brown skin. “So that’s not it.”

“She got laid,” said Ocean Westley. “She was getting fucked. Did you let one of those guys you like to pound on you onto the campus?”

“Wasn’t a guy?” I said and winked at her. My girls were awesome. Even shy Ejiro Okeshi.

“Gone dyke on us, huh?” Janette Porcher asked. She folded her arms beneath her big breasts. “Who’s the lucky girl.”

“Virginia Homewood,” I said. “Mmm, and she knows how to treat a girl right.”

“Virginia’s gay?” squeaked Ejiro. The Japanese girl blinked. “I didn’t know.”

“She going to give Ella a run on the muff-diving?” Suzan asked. “I heard she fucked Akane today.”

“And one of the teachers,” added Seo-Hyun.

I smiled. I knew which. But this wasn’t the time for gossip.

“Okay, girls.” I was feeling so energized with my throbbing dick. “Let’s get into line. We have drills to run. Move it! Move it!” I thrust my fingers into my lips and whistled at them.

They jumped at that and fell into line.

“Stretches! I want you leaning over. I want you limber!” I led them through the stretches, my clit-dick throbbing in my panties. I bent over, my big boobs heaving and my blonde hair bouncing around my face.

The others were bending and stretching and touching toes. They were all such sexy girls. I didn’t let any uggos on my cheer squad. We had to be hot. We might be an all-girls’ school, but that didn’t mean we wouldn’t be getting the crowd fired up at the games.

My pussy dripped juices, and cum. I was so full of Virginia’s futa-spunk. She had fucked me right before I came here. I blew her, took her in my ass, and then my pussy. That last one had done it. Given me a girl-cock.

Why? No idea.

Didn’t matter.

“Okay, okay,” I said. “Poses. I want to see you hitting your mark. Let’s go!” I clapped my hands. “Move it girls. Come on!”

They started doing the poses that I shouted at them. Thrusting arms into the air, kicking out their feet. It was simple stuff, the building blocks for actual routines. But we had to keep doing them over and over again, getting the muscle memory built up.

There was nothing like watching nine girls do a high kick and flash their bloomers at you. Of course, I had on my sexy panties with a futa-dick in them. My skirt flared up as I did it, but so far none of my girls had seen.

“You can do better than that!” I shouted as we did the splits next. I sank down doing mine. “I want your pussies kissing the grass!”

“God, you sound like a drill instructor today,” Suzan said.

“Oui,” Méline said. “So brusque and commanding.”

“Kinda turns me on,” Janette said.

“You like having a bossy woman order you around?” Mackenzie asked, her pussy kissing the grass.

“I don’t know.” Janette shrugged.

“And up!” I ordered, reversing the splits and popping up to my feet. “Move those cute asses, girls! That’s it. We have to be the fucking best. We got a game coming up. We gotta be ready to fight!”

“Fight?” Seo-Hyun blinked her slanted eyes. She looked over at Méline. “Did I hear that right?”

“I think so,” Méline said.

“F-fight, who?” Ejiro asked, hugging herself.

“The enemy!” I clapped my hands together. “You’re my warriors. My bees.” I thumped my chest where Queenie, our school’s queen bee mascot, soared. “We have the queen to defend. Queenie needs us to cheer our best, doesn’t she!”

“Defend?” Suzan asked.

“Warriors?” spluttered Ocean.

“Uhhh…” Mackenzie looked at me. “You feeling okay there, Lada.”

“I’m feeling fucking awesome!” I whooped. “I got fucked hard, and I’m ready to train hard. You are my bees! My sexy, hot, cheerleading bees! We’re going to kick some fucking ass while cheering. What do you say?”

“Yay!” Janette shouted. “I’m in!”

“Let’s do it,” Guadalupe said, a big smile on her lips. “We gotta cheer better than the skanks from Rainier Prep.”

“That’s right,” Ocean said. “With their ratty extensions. We’ll kick their asses.”

“YES!” the other girls shouted. Even Ejiro was nodding along.

“That’s right!” Fierce pride beat in my heart. “You’re my fucking warrior cuties! Now let’s practice the flying pyramid! I want Ejiro soaring through the air like a sexy and deadly bee coming to sting the enemy!”

My futa-cock throbbing, we all surged in to do just that. We were going to have the best cheer practice ever. I was so stoked about it. Just pumped for how awesome this was going to be. The girls began forming the base of the pyramid. Three levels high with our flyer on top. Took six girls to do. Ocean, Guadalupe, and I were there in front to catch Ejiro as she did a triple backflip on the way down.

And she looked fucking sexy doing it.

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Saffron Homewood

I headed to a door that read: “Staff Only! No Students Unless Supervised.”

I ignored that and opened the door. My futa-cock throbbed, my mouth salty with the delight of sucking my clit-dick. I hummed as I hit the stairs and went up them slowly. I was in a hurry to see the drama club orgy that Ella wanted to have, my pussy dripping wet and my clit-dick throbbing, pinned to my stomach by my panties.

I was climbing stairs that would lead out to the walkway that accessed the stage lights. It would put me right above the meeting of the drama club. As I climbed, the sounds of voices grew louder and louder.

“Okay, okay,” I heard Myra Gutiérrez say. She was the head of the Drama Club. “We have a very special guest. Ella Savidge is here to teach about how to show passion while on stage. We’ve all practice kissing girls, but we’re talking about something more explicit.”

“Wait, you’re not talking about sex, right?” asked a nervous girl with a thick, Italian accent. That sounded like Giuliana Ferrara.

“That’s right,” said Myra. “We’re going to be learning how to do love-making scenes in front of others.”

“Is that something we should be doing in high school?” gasped another girl. Was that Anja Kistner? Maybe.

“Yes, it is,” Myra said. “We are here to perfect how to play all aspects of life, and sex is one of those. Now, who wants to volunteer to work with Ella on this?”

“Don’t all raise your hands at once,” Ella said. “Mmm, how about Kiku Ono.”

“Me?” squeaked the Japanese girl. We had a lot of Japanese girls who went to our school. Their fathers were big executives that had to come and work at the American subsidiaries of their companies. They enrolled their daughters in the best schools possible.

“Yes, you,” Ella purred.

I reached the top of the walkway and peered down. The girls of the drama club were sitting in a large circle on the stage, each on a pillow. They were red or purple or pink. Myra was standing up before hers while Ella stood in the center staring at Kiku. The Japanese girl slowly rose, wearing her school uniform like all the others.

It was identical to what I wore.

A gray, pleated skirt was draped over the thighs of every girl sitting or kneeling on their cushions. They had crisp, white blouses with red bow ties. No one had on their red cardigans, it was too warm for those.

They all looked so hot.

Kiku trembled before Ella. The bolder girl seized the Japanese cutie and yanked her in close. Ella cupped Kiku’s cheeks and planted a hot kiss on her. I smiled and slowly worked down my panties once more. I was going to have one naughty jerk off session.

Ella and Kiku kissed. The slender, Japanese girl whimpered into her lips. They were both so sexy looking. I could see their tongues flashing. I held my phone in my left hand, recording it all from above. Virginia and I would have some hot stuff to watch.

My pussy clenched while my futa-cock throbbed. It flopped out and bobbed before me. It twitched with my heartbeat as I watched Ella’s hands slide down from Kiku’s face and start undoing the Japanese girl’s bow tie.

“Mmm, you see the passion they are creating,” Myra said. She started pacing the outside of the circle. “They’re acting with such verisimilitude.”

“Yeah,” groaned Isidora Markov. “They look like they’re really kissing. I mean… That tongue.”

“Mmm,” said Myra in complete agreement.

“Wow, is she going to strip her naked?” asked Anja Kistner.

“How else is Ella going to pretend to make love to her?” Myra shook her head. “You must be fearless as an actress. If it requires you to get naked, then you get naked.”

Kiku’s bow tie fluttered to the stage floor.

The girls were all fidgeting while I pumped my hand up and down my clit-dick.

“Look at them,” Myra said as Ella was unbuttoning the girl’s blouse. “Kiku is caught in the embrace of a gorgeous woman. A beauty. One who has descended like a goddess from above to claim our shy friend’s heart. Can you see it?”

“Yeah,” whimpered Manami Yamamoto. “Kiku looks so into it. Like she’s honored to be kissing Ella.”

“Wouldn’t you be honored to kiss a goddess?” Myra asked.

“Goddess?” I mouthed. Laying it on thick, huh?

Kiku’s blouse came off. She had a white bra that Ella was already unhooking before the girl’s top fluttered to the stage floor. With a flourish, Ella stepped back and ripped off the girl’s brassier with finesse. A skill she had obviously practiced.

Kiku’s small tits came into view. Little mounds as small as my own, though I had pink nipples and not brown ones. She trembled there, staring at Ella with awe and worship. If she was acting, she was doing a great job.

I didn’t think she was.

“The goddess has stripped Kiku to her waist,” Myra said. “What should Kiku do now?”

“Strip the goddess back,” moaned Evie Shelby. She squirmed beside Carolina Palmer. “Take that top off.”

“Yeah,” Carolina moaned.

Kiku’s hands shot up and started undoing Ella’s bow tie. The redhead spread her arms out and looked up. I froze, afraid she would see me, but the stage lights were shining down on her. I would be a shadow so long as I didn’t move.

I barely even stroked my cock.

Pleasure shot down my dick to my cunt. I didn’t whimper, though I wanted to. Ella stood like she was a goddess surrounded by her worshipers. Kiku was like a priest attending to her, stripping her goddess naked for some right.

I stroked the crown of my cock, savoring how sensitive it was. Pleasure rippled through me as I watched everything below unfold. Pussy cream trickled down my thighs. I wanted to cry out, but I was skilled enough not to.

The bow tie off, Kiku was stripping Ella’s blouse. She threw it open and then pulled it off. Ella’s large breasts were not contained in any bra. They thrust out before her, large and beautiful. Kiku didn’t even hesitate.

She buried her face in between Ella’s big boobs.

“See how she worships her goddess’s large breasts,” Myra said.

“Weren’t we… practicing love-making on stage?” asked Rosabella Bates.

“Yeah,” Nevada Walters said. She was slowly nodding her head.

“And you can’t make love to a goddess?” asked Myra. “This is acting. We don’t have to confine ourselves to the real. We can pretend to be any character. Why, Ella could pretend to be a hermaphrodite goddess who needs to be worshiped by her loving followers.”

“Well, yeah,” said Jeannette Holt.

“Hermaphrodite?” Manami asked, staring at Kiku nuzzling between Ella’s large breasts.

They were gorgeous. Bigger than Lada’s. I would like to nuzzle into them.

“Futanari,” purred Myra. “A futa-goddess has come to us. Kiku, kneel and take down her skirt. Unveil our goddess’s prowess.”

“Oh, god, is she going to have a strap-on?” asked Giuliana with some eagerness. “Tell me she is.”

“The one she fucked Akane with before school?” asked Rosabella. “That sounded so naughty. Everyone’s talking about it.”

Kiku knelt before Ella. I stroked my cock faster, wanting to see the unveiling of the “goddess’s” cock. I rolled my eyes at that. Ella a goddess? Please.

She was hot, though.

Kiku unzipped the skirt and dragged it down. There, thrusting out of the top of Ella’s black panties, was her girl-cock. The one that was still glistening with Myra’s pussy cream. Kiku gasped in shock. The other girls were craning their necks. They were whispering, muttering. They could see the shaft, but none seemed to believe it could be real.

“No way.”

“Is that…?”

“Has to be a toy.”

Then Kiku yanked down the panties. The futa-dick fell out and bobbed before the Japanese girl’s face. She opened her mouth and, without hesitating, swallowed Ella’s girl-cock. My shaft throbbed in my hand. My cunt clenched. This was so hot to watch. Such an exciting sight.

I stroked my hand up and down my cock faster and faster. I groaned, my pussy clenching. Girl-cum ran down my leg. The hot trickle worked towards my thigh-highs stockings. I bit my lower lip as I watched the blowjob.

“That’s a real cock!” gasped Nevada. The brunette stood up, pointing. “Oh, my god, that’s a real dick thrusting from her pussy lips.

“Futanari,” breathed Manami. “She is futanari.”

Kiku just suckled. She bobbed her head, blowing that dick with passion. Ella’s big boobs heaved. Her red hair danced over her shoulders as the drama club watched on with such awe. I recorded it all, stroking my cock faster and faster. I would have such a mighty cum.

I had to be careful, though. No firing my jizz down on them. But did I want to bend over and suck my own dick again? That had been hot, but just how flexible could my body get? I felt I could do things that normal girls couldn’t.

I bent my cock. It was stiff and yet it didn’t hurt to bend it down so it thrust between my thighs. Then I shoved it upward so it plunged into my own pussy. I silently gasped as I shoved my cock into my pussy. I slid it into my cunt, my silky sheath squeezing about it.

The pressure in my ovaries exploded.

I fired my own cum into my pussy. I gritted my teeth to keep from crying out as spurt after spurt of my cum fired into my cunt. I flooded myself, my twat spasming around my own cock. I milked my erupting cock with my twat.

It was amazing.

Dual delights flooded through me. My cunt sent waves of rapture washing through my body and my dick fired explosive blasts of ecstasy that surged through my flesh. They both hurtled into my mind. They splashed over my thoughts.

It was incredible to enjoy.

Stars danced across my vision. I shuddered, my girl-cock erupting again and again. I pumped so much spunk into my snatch. I whimpered, savoring this delight. I was so dizzy from the excitement. I flooded myself.

“Kiku!” moaned Ella. “Drink your goddess’s futa-cum!”

I blinked and shuddered as Kiku gulped down Ella’s jizz. I could hear the noisy swallows. I shifted my weight, my dick thrust into my own cunt. I buzzed from the delight as I watched Ella’s tits heaving.

The other girls were watching on in awe. They were rubbing at themselves. Caressing their bodies. I licked my lips as I watched them start to undo the buttons of their blouses as Ella’s trembling stopped. She panted, shaking her head.

“That was wonderful, Kiku,” she purred. “Who wants to worship my futa-dick next?”

All the hands in the club shot up into the air.

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Brígida Vasquez

She was shaking her head. “I can’t believe you almost missed our study date!”

“Well,” Virginia said, squirming. The blonde’s green eyes flashed me this puppy dog look. “I just had to talk to Lada. I had this very pressing need that I needed releasing.”

“Oh,” Aria said. “Yes, the trials that Lady Gnila gives us.”

“Uh…” I stared at my Black friend, her motherly face wincing. “Lady Gnila. Is that some sort of saint?”

“I thought that was Catholicism,” said Virginia. “I thought you weren’t Catholicism.

“I was just thinking of something I read,” said Aria.

“Read?” I gasped in delight. “Are you reading a light novel, Aria? Lady Gnila… I don’t recall that name. But is she a goddess or something?”

“I don’t know where I heard the name,” Aria said, her voice strained.

“Don’t be embarrassed about reading a light novel. They’re getting so popular. I’m reading this great one called My Big Sister Lives in a Fantasy World. It’s not an Isekai, but it’s still awesome. I mean, it’s all about dueling worldviews and stories clashing together in contests of meta-fiction.”

“Did you understand anything she just said?” asked Virginia, looking past me to Aria.

Aria shook her head.

“You guys suck,” I groaned. “No one in my family likes Isekai, either. They all think Anime’s kiddie stuff. It sucks. If I was White, everyone would be into it.”

“I’m White, and I’m not into it,” Virginia said.

“You’re weird,” I said. “I mean… You’re just not… Well… You should be into Anime. It’s awesome. You’d totality be down for some good high school slice of life stuff. Yeah, that would be your jam, Virginia.”

“Not Isekai?” I asked. “I mean, I wouldn’t be into seeing into another world where this elf is running around with big boobs and almost nothing on while she’s talking about saving the world from a Demon Lord. I suppose he must be some sort of devil.”

“Demon Lord is a generic term in Japanese for the bad guy,” I said. “Doesn’t even have to be male. The Japanese sometimes don’t make that gender distinction. Like in BERSERK, this rather graphic, but engrossing, Fantasy manga, there’s is a character called the Flower Storm Monarch, but they used to call her King Hanafubuki. The Japanese used the word for king or ruler. Now Dark Horse, the American publishers, thought that it was a male character because of that. But then when the characters finally reach this island, it turns out the character is female even though she’s a King. Not a Queen, like in Western cultures, but a Queen. Interesting, right?”

“Not really,” Virginia muttered. “But this Demon Lord must be some sort of monster.”

“Could be. Or it could be a handsome guy, something bishounen. There could be some hints of BL in it with an equally dashing male protagonist.” I let out a heavy sigh, my inner fujoshi coming out.

“Uhh… BL?” Aria asked. “Do I want to know?”

“You’re too innocent, Aria,” I said, patting her on the shoulder. “Keep being that innocent flower and don’t learn about BL and yaoi, okay.”

“I don’t think I want to know, either,” muttered Virginia. “So, if this character was seeing into another world, would they go there?”

“Well, the world could invade here,” I said. “Reverse Isekai is popular, too, especially with the Demon Lord coming to this world. Like There’s a Demon Lord on the Floor, which is about a cute and adorable Demon Lord who looks like a little girl but she gets all big and busty and powerful when she eats the main character’s cooking. He’s the chef at a family-style Japanese restaurant. But you also have the best-selling series The Demon Lord is a Part Timer, too. It’s a big genre shift.”

“This is making my head ache?” groaned Virginia.

“Why the sudden interest?” asked Brígida. “I can lend you some more pure Isekai works like Sword Arts Online or ReZero. We’ll stay away from the ecchi stuff that’s just borderline erotica where the main character somehow stays a virgin despite a bevy of scantily clad women flinging themselves at them.”

“Well…” Virginia half-smiled.

“Are you into that?” I asked, giving her a look. “I thought you were into boys, but… There’s some yuri stuff out there. Great Isekai stories about girls falling into otomo games and instead of going for the hot boy, they woo the villainous. The main rival girl in the game.”

“What, no,” she said. “I’m so sorry I asked. It’s just been a super weird day.”

“Yeah,” Aria said. “Real weird.”

I frowned as I walked between my two friends. My head snapped back and forth between the two of them. They were acting seriously weird. Things were strange like when Virginia had collapsed in class and Aria took her to the nurse’s office then they had come back both so… relaxed.

Well, Virginia was relaxed and Aria was a strange mix of relaxed and tense.

We were coming up on my house. I lived close enough to the school that I didn’t have to stay in the dorm. Hopefully, my family was all out. They usually were. I wanted to have a good study session with my friends and get to the bottom of their weird behavior.

No car in the driveway, so that was a good sign. I headed to the front door and unlocked it. The house smelled of fresh-baked apple pie. My mother was a pie-baking fanatic. You couldn’t get her to make any Mexican desserts like homemade sopapilla, churros, or tres leches cakes, but she would bake a strawberry-rhubarb pie, key lime, lemon meringue, cherry, apple, and, at thanksgiving, pumpkin. She’d even do the occasional cheesecake which was really more like a pie with the graham cracker crust.

We headed upstairs to my room. I was eager to do some studying. I burst into my room and unslung my backpack. I sat down at my desk, my computer on standby. There was a chessboard beside it with a letter game in progress with my pen pal in China. It took a few weeks for our letters to arrive and play the next move. This game had been going on for three months.

It was still pretty even. I was down a bishop, she a knight. Our pawn structure was still good. It was about to be a blood bath. My queen was about to wreak some havoc. Hopefully.

“Okay,” I said to my two friends sitting on the bed. “Let’s study!”

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Virginia Homewood

Aria smelled so good sitting next to me on Brígida’s bed. It was a soft and comfy bed with a purple comforter over it. Instead of posters like you’d see in other girls’ rooms, she had wall scrolls from various animes on the wall. They had bright and colorful characters wearing the most impractical clothes in the world.

All those buckles… How long did it take to get dressed? Or to use the restroom?

My clit was throbbing and aching. That pressure was building and building in me again. I had lost my futa-cock when I came in Lada’s pussy, giving her one, but now that itch was growing. I squirmed, my pussy getting wetter and wetter.

Aria had a girl-cock, too.

Just sitting next to the cute, Black girl made me so wet. We were sort of, kind of, maybe dating. She was saving herself for marriage, but I had taken her virginity in the nurse’s office. Where the nurse was, no idea. But we had gotten wild in there.

Now she was making my heart race. And so was Brígida. That Latina nerd sat on her chair, legs crossed, her knee-high, white socks standing out against her golden-brown thighs peeking out from between her skirt. She pushed up her glasses as she talked about chemistry.

I struggled to focus, but my clit pulsed and ached with every moment we were in here. It would soon grow into a cock, that urge to come mounting and mounting. It made me want to tell Brígida about it.

Then I would have had sex with all my friends and my twin sister!

There had to be a line, right? I went from virgin to futa-playa in an afternoon and…

The hole to the other world opened.

There were the silvery trees, but beyond them there looked to be a meadow with metallic-purple flowers. They shone in the sunlight. I didn’t see the futa-elf or the woman who could merge into trees. Something flew in the sky, though. It had wings.

“What?” Brígida asked, glancing over at where I was looking. The hole closed and instead it was a wall scroll of a young man with a sword with two girls beside him. One had blue hair and another had pink. They were both dressed as maids. Cute maids. Even sexy maids. “You want to borrow my ReZero light novels. Or watch the anime? It’s sooooo amazing!”

“Just, uh, wondering why there are two maids in a fantasy world.”

“Because they’re cute!” Brígida grinned. “Kawaii is a big deal in Japan. They do so many things with cuteness. They can turn anything into cute girls. Tanks. Planes. Warships. Historical figures. I mean, look, there’s Sabre. She’s King Arthur as a hot blonde!”

“That’s weird,” Aria said, glancing at the picture of a swordswoman in a dramatic pose.

“It’s cute!” She leaned back, a big smile on her face. “They even turned countries into cute boys! Ooh, I love Hetalia so much!”

I shook my head. I was scared of what Brígida would think if I revealed I had a cock. Or, well, once it finally grew because that ache in my clit was almost at that bursting point. Brígida was cute. So was Aria. Cute and sexy and…

That did it.

My futa-cock grew in my panties. My clit swelled into the fabric and pressed against the tight cloth. I groaned at the situation, shuddering at the bliss sweeping through me. My face scrunched up with such delight. I shuddered beside Aria and grabbed my skirt.

“What’s wrong?” Brígida asked. “Hungry?”

“Er…” My futa-cock swelled up to the waistband of my panties and then shoved past the elastic to pop free. It throbbed with the need. I had to cum so badly.

“Yeah, I bet you are,” said Brígida. “I’ll go get some pie for all of us. Mom won’t mind. She loves it when her pies get eaten by everyone but her.” She giggled. “She’s worried her butt’s getting too fat.”

“I’d love some pie,” I groaned, thinking of a hot, juicy, and silky pie. Aria’s hair pie.

“I’ll be right back.” Brígida hopped off the chair. “Ice cream?”

“Yeah,” I groaned, my cock throbbing. Aria gave me a worried look.

Brígida headed out of her room and I shuddered, ripping up my skirt to reveal my futa-dick thrust into out of the top of my panties, the tip nuzzling into the waistband of my skirt. I pulsed and throbbed, my pussy soaked.

“Would you be a dear and suck on my cock, Aria,” I moaned. “Maybe I can cum before she gets back.”

“Well, of course,” Aria said. “Mmm, Gnila thank you for this delight.”

“Gnila?” I asked. There was that strange name again. But Aria was already diving her head for my cock.

She stopped. “What if she catches us?”

“Well, I mean, we’re going to, you know, make love to her, right?” I asked. “Once we’re done studying. Me and you. We can tag-team her. Make her into a futa, too.”

“Like you made Saffron and Lada?” Aria gave me a suspicious look. “That’s why you were late. You were doing Lada.”

“Yes,” I groaned.

“Are you forming a harem?” She grabbed my cock. “I have to know. I can’t be with a girl who just is fooling around. It has to be love. It has to be true.”

“Well…” I said. “I don’t want to be a player. I just… you know how it happens. It’s only with my friends and my twin. Those I’m close with.”

“So it is a harem.” She pursed her lips. “Jeeba teaches that sometimes one futa loves many and must share her seed with her brides. And they may share their seed with each other, all united by the salty passion of their cum.”

“Uh… That’s Christian theology that futas can have harems with those they love and we’re all united by… cum?”

Aria’s eyes widened. “I mean… There were times that men were allowed to have more than one wife. Like Abraham or King Solomon. If the circumstances are right.”

“Circumstances…” I studied her. “But who is this Jeeba that you’re listening to. And Gnila. Just what is going on—”

A plate shattered below and then Brígida cried out in pain. I gasped and bolted to my feet, my skirt swirling around my thighs. I darted to the door and burst out into the hallway. I raced to the stairs, Aria right behind me.

“Brígida!” I shouted, rushing into the kitchen.

Brígida sat on her butt, a plate shattered into a dozen pieces lay scattered across the floor near her. One of them was buried into her leg. It had penetrated her sock which was growing red with the blood that was being absorbed by it. I gasped in shock.

“Oh, no,” Aria shouted and darted over, her shoes crunching on the broken ceramics. She knelt and examined it. “It’s not that bad. I can heal it with ease.”

“Heal it?” I asked. “You mean treat it.”

Aria yanked out the piece of plate. Brígida whimpered. Aria then peeled down the sock, exposing the golden-brown skin smeared in blood, a deep gash welling with more of the crimson liquid. I was so scared for my friend.

“Natsi, Goddess of the Breasts, Mistress of Healing, I beseech thee!” chanted Aria, her voice almost singing. Her eyes closed and a strange, silver nimbus outlined her. “From the breast comes the milk of life, the first meal of a baby. Whole and unblemished, let Brígida’s flesh remember that state and be mended!”

The wound healed. It vanished in moments, leaving only the blood behind. My jaw dropped at what had just happened. Then Aria popped to her feet and grabbed a dishtowel. She soaked it in water and then knelt back down, wiping off the blood, proving that there was no cut. Not even a scarf.

“W-what did you just do?” Brígida gasped. “You cast a spell. You prayed to a Goddess. Oh, my god, are you from an Isekai, Aria? Have you come here from another world.”

Aria shook her head. “I just… Ever since, uh…” She glanced at me, a helpless look appearing on her gentle features. “Well, ever since this thing happened, I’ve been… praying to the Seven Harmonious Goddesses. I guess… I guess they answer them.”

“You guess?” I said.

“Oh, that’s so awesome,” Brígida said. She stood up and hurried for a door. She opened it to reveal a pantry with a broom hanging on the inside of the door. She pulled it off, a dustpan attached to the top of it, and rushed back to us. “Wow, you have prayers, huh. So, what’s this thing that happened.”

I swallowed as Brígida swept up the pieces of the broken plate into a pile. I glanced at Aria. She was squirming, looking so embarrassed. Brígida bent down, holding the dustpan in her left hand, and sweeping up the mess.

“Well?” Brígida asked. She stepped on the pedal of the kitchen garbage can. The lid popped up and she dumped the shards into it.

“I guess we should just show her,” I said, glancing at Aria.

She swallowed and nodded.

“Ooh, you’re involved…” Brígida smacked her head, jostling her glasses. “D’oh, you’ve been asking about Isekai. Show me. What world have you two gone to?”

I grabbed my skirt and drew it up, revealing that I had a futa-cock thrusting out the top of my panties. Aria did the same, her virginal panties containing her dark-brown girl-cock. Brígida blinked her eyes. She took her glasses off and wiped them on the edge of her skirt. Then she put them back on.

“Futanari?” She rushed to us, fell to her knees, and stared at our girl-cocks up close. “You two are futanari? It’s some ecchi Isekai? A harem? I bet it must be a harem. If you’re the priest, then… Virginia, you’re the protagonist?”

“I’m supposed to form a harem and stop the Demon Lord,” I whispered, my cheeks burning at how embarrassing it sounded.

“Oh, my god, and having sex with you gave Aria a girl-dick and the powers of a cleric?” Brígida’s hands shot out and grabbed our dicks. “Ooh, I bet I’ll be a mage. I’d be such an awesome mage. This is the most amazing thing in the world.

I just gasped as she pulled on our cocks, shoving down our panties. She held our futa-dicks aimed at her face. Then she rubbed my pink tip into Aria’s brown. Pleasure shuddered down my shaft to my pussy.

“Gnila’s wonderful cock,” she moaned, “and Eenoy’s juicy pussy!”

Then Brígida started sucking on the tips of both our girl-dicks. I shuddered, savoring that wicked delight. My pussy clenched. My heart pounded in my chest. The heat rushed through me as she flicked her tongue around our crowns, bathing them with her passion. My face scrunched up, loving the feel of her naughty actions.

Aria grabbed my hand, moaning beside me. Brígida licked at our cocks, sliding from crown to crown as she pleasured us. The pleasure shot through me. It was so wonderful to feel. My cunt clenched.

“Oh, that’s so good,” I moaned. “Oh, Brígida!”

Her tongue licked at my slit. “Yummy precum!” Then she lapped at Aria’s, making the Black girl shiver. “You’re both wonderful.”

Then she slid her mouth over Aria’s cock. The crown of my dick rubbed into Brígida’s golden-brown cheek as she suckled on Aria. The Black futa moaned, her hand clenching tight on mine as she enjoyed Brígida’s hot mouth.

I was a little envious. I thought I was the protagonist. Shouldn’t Brígida suck my cock first?

Brígida sucked on Aria’s cock with hunger. She nursed, cheeks hollowing. Then she slid her mouth up Aria’s shaft and popped off. Drool running down her chin, Brígida slid her lips over my dick. I groaned at that wonderful feeling.

She suckled.

“Oh, Brígida, yes!” I moaned.

She bobbed her head, working her mouth up and down my dick. I groaned, my face scrunching up. The heat rushed through my body. I groaned, loving every moment of it. This was so good. My pussy clenched while my heart raced.

Brígida fisted Aria’s cock while working her mouth up and down my dick. She sucked with such hunger on me. I groaned, my pussy clenching. This was incredible. I just wanted to cum in her mouth right now.

“Yes,” I moaned.

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Brígida Vasquez

I slid my mouth off of Virginia’s cock, drool spilling down my mouth. “I want you to fuck me. You’re the protagonist. I want to be super-powered by you.”

“Well…” Virginia glanced over at Aria.

“Harem,” she said. “It’s okay if she’s part of your harem.”

“Yes, no problem,” I moaned. I turned and knelt there, wiggling my ass at Virginia. My skirt swayed over my rump, my pussy on fire. This was so sexy. Futanari! I had never been into futanari before, yaoi being my thing, but now I just wanted to be fucked by a hard dickgirl. They were both so hot to me. “Flip up my skirt and claim me! I want to be in your Isekai futa-harem!”

“I can’t say no to that,” Virginia moaned and flipped up my skirt.

I quivered there as she hooked my panties and pulled them off my hips. They spilled over my rump and down to my mid-thighs. I quivered, my pussy exposed. I licked my lips, my glasses slipping on my nose. This was so amazing.

The tip of Virginia’s cock pressed into my bush and found my virgin pussy lips. I swallowed, my heart racing a mile a minute. I couldn’t believe this was really happening, but I was so glad. I hoped I would become a mage.

She pushed into my pussy lips and reached my hymen. “Do it!” I groaned. “Take my cherry!”

“Yes,” Aria said, kneeling before me, her hands folded together in prayer, her dark cock throbbing before my face.

I licked my lips. Sucking their cocks had been awes—

Virginia thrust.

My hymen stretched and stretched. My eyes bulged behind my glasses. I moaned and then my cherry popped. Her futa-cock slid into my pussy. My cunt clenched down on her dick as she sank into my sheath. I gasped, deflowered and filled.

“Brígida!” she moaned.

“Yes, yes, Virginia!” I groaned, my pussy clamping down on her cock.

She filled me up with her big dick. She stretched me out. It felt so amazing to have her in me. I shuddered, clenching down on her. This heady rush shot through me. I whimpered, loving every moment of her cock sliding into my cunt.

“Yes, yes, yes, yes!” I moaned in abject delight. “Oh, that’s so good. That’s amazing. I love it. I love your cock in me. I’m going to be your mage. I just know it! I’ll support you on your quest!”

“Sure!” she groaned and pumped away at me.

Virginia thrust her girl-cock in and out of my cunt. I squeezed my twat down on her, loving the away that she buried into me. She thrust into my snatch again and again. This amazing rapture swept through me. I shuddered, the friction amazing.

Aria kept holding her hands together as if she were in prayer, that big dick bobbing and twitching. I licked my lips and then let Virginia’s strokes rock me forward. I opened my mouth and just gobbled the tip of her girl-dick.

“Brígida!” she moaned in shock. She stared down at me, her eyes wide. “Oh, Brígida, what are you doing? You have my clit-dick in your mouth.”

I couldn’t answer her. I could just suck.

She thrust her cock forward, sliding her dick deeper into my mouth. Then she pulled it back. I suckled on her, precum spilling over my tongue. At the same time, Virginia was thrusting away at my pussy.

They were both fucking me. Enjoying me. And I was enjoying them. Drool ran down my chin. My pussy clenched down on Virginia’s cock as she thrust away at me. I whimpered, suckling away at Aria’s dick.

The White futa and the Black futa fucked me.

“Oh, wow,” Virginia moaned. “Ooh, Brígida, you feel so good.”

“She does,” Aria moaned. “Oh, Gnila, thank you for this divine cock that can experience such a wonderful blowjob.”

“Yes, yes, futa-cocks are amazing!”

I agreed with Virginia, squeezing my cunt down on her to increase the friction. I suckled with hunger on Aria at the same time, nursing on her as she pumped away with softer strokes at my mouth. Her beaded braids clacked together, filling the kitchen with these naughty sounds.

My pussy drank in the friction created by Virginia’s girl-cock. I swelled towards my orgasm. That was such an exciting delight. It was amazing to ride towards that wonderful pleasure. I wiggled my hips, stirring my cunt around that big dick.

I would have such a huge orgasm.

Just a big one.

Virginia moaned, her hands squeezing my hips. My boobs jiggled in my blouse. I moaned, nursing hard on Aria’s cock. She moaned, too. The sweet aroma of her pussy cream filled my nose. It was such a soothing scent.

“Oh, god, that’s good,” Virginia moaned. “I’m going to cum so hard.”

“Blessed Gnila,” groaned Aria. “Yes, yes, keep sucking, Brígida. Your mouth is so warm. Your tongue so sweet.”

I danced it around as I rose towards my orgasm. I clamped my snatch down on Virginia’s cock. She plunged into my depths. It was incredible. I was so close to cumming. Virginia was moaning, fucking me so hard.

She buried into me and it happened. My orgasm burst through me. My eyes widened. I squealed around Aria’s girl-cock as my pussy went wild around Virginia’s futa-dick. My flesh spasmed and convulsed about her, the rapture surging through me.

“Yes, yes, yes!” she gasped and plunged to the hilt in me.

Her cum fired into my cunt. I felt her hot seed splashing on my cervix. And something more rushed into me. Something full of power. I squeezed my eyes shut, my pussy going wild around her girl-cock. The pleasure surged through me.

I trembled, moaning as the ecstasy swept over my mind. I suckled so hard on Aria’s girl-cock as my pussy milked Virginia’s futa-dick. She pumped my snatch full of her cum. Full of her power. Her gift as the protagonist.

“Blessed Gnila’s mighty cock!” Aria gasped.

Her futa-cum flooded my mouth.

It was so salty. So wonderfully creamy. I savored the texture. I gulped it down, the smooth seed purring down to my stomach. I quivered, waves of rapture rushing out of my cunt. Virginia fired the last of her cum into me as I hit the peak of my orgasm.

“Ooh, that’s good,” she panted.

I agreed, my pussy rippling about her girl-cock. I shuddered, feeling so good right now as I nursed out Aria’s girl-cum. It all flowed down my gullet. I loved the taste, savored it. As she went dry, Virginia’s girl-cock shrank out of my cunt.

It didn’t go soft. I dwindled. Retreated. She pulled away from me, and then I was only full of her jizz. My clit throbbed and pulsed. Then I gasped around Aria’s cock and felt it growing. I ducked my head down, staring at my skirt blocking my view.

I sat up and pulled it out of the way to witness my cock swelling before me. It had the same brown hue as my skin, getting thicker and longer. I quivered, loving the sight. My cunt clenched as I reached that full girth.

I felt words drifting in my mind. Elemental and powerful. I shuddered and gasped out, “Gaa eeahir!”

Fire burst before me.

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