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Birthday Party Pt. 03

**The finale! I hope you all enjoy part 3 of this wild ride. Heavy smut incoming!

Tags include, but not limited to: futanari, futadom on male, femdom, futa on female, male on futa, male on female, male on futa, bondage, drugs, SPH, cumflation, lovey dovey, watersports, spanking, marking, threesome, sounding, anal, etc...

All characters are over the age of 18

See you on the other side :)**

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Birthday Party- Part 3: After after Party

Skye turned off his idling car engine and checked his phone.

4:57pm. Just a little early.

Brae's pickup truck stood parked in front of him, its metallic dark red paint gleaming in the buttery evening sun. Thankfully he didn't see her silhouette through the rear window. She must have gone inside already, probably arriving early just to make sure she was on time. That made him feel a little happy. Among their small friendship circle she'd become rather notorious for arriving 'fashionably late', and had heard that she could sometimes show up hours after a designated meeting time.

She'd never been late where he was concerned, though. He considered it another bit of proof of what he'd read in her texts, that maybe she really had felt a certain way about him for all these years, and that she still wanted to fix things. Despite trying to keep himself calm, he felt a small smile creep to his lips, allowing himself the brief feeling of warmth in his chest, before rubbing his face and focusing again.

Did he have everything? Had he forgotten to order or bring anything?

He eyed the two large black duffle bags in the back seat, and made a mental checklist in the few minutes he had before he'd head in, despite having gone through it all nearly a dozen times over the past 24 hours...

No, everything was accounted for. He had everything he'd need for his plan. With a gentle hand he patted his front pocket to double check its contents were still there, too, his touch eliciting a light crinkle of plastic as he pawed it, feeling the long bumps underneath the fabric. Those were one part of what he had planned for tonight, half of it for now, and the other half for later, if things went the way he hoped they'd go.

The second part, the hardware, was secured in the two duffles, but he wouldn't even be looking in them again unless things went well initially.

He checked his phone again. 5pm, right on the dot.

Taking a deep breath, he held it for a moment before letting it go, slowly. He'd planned it all out, yes, but as he'd seen for the massive fuck up Willow and Brae had made, even the best laid plans could still go awry. Well, if they didn't want to play along, he'd at least give them the opportunity to at least apologise, and back out before the point of no return.

Getting out of his car he made his way up the footpath to the house, it was almost surreal being back. To think, the last time he'd stood on this path his life had just been ripped apart, and he'd been running away. Now he stood in front of the front door, forever changed, but with the faintest flickerings of hope stirring deep within him. If they were really as contrite as they said they were, things might still work out. But he wasn't going to count his chickens before they hatched.

He paused on the stoop, a little unsure how to proceed. Should he call out? Or maybe ring the doorbell? Should he knock? Biting his lip, his hand balled up as he raised it ready to rap on the door...

No.

His fist stopped mere millimetres from its hard wooden surface. This was all wrong. He didn't want to start this night off by reintroducing himself an outsider, some exiled coward desperate to be invited inside. This had been his home too, and maybe...maybe it would be again. His hand dropped and unfurled, before grasping the silvered knob and turning decisively. The door was unlocked, and easily swung open as he stepped inside.

The first thing that struck him was how the house was how disordered the place looked. He could tell Willow had let things slide in his absence, and looked to have made a hurried attempt to clean and tidy things up since getting his message yesterday. But mail was still heaped into a pile on the dining table, clothes were still scattered around, a whole heap of obviously freshly washed crockery and cookware stood drying on the kitchen counter, and a faintly musty smell filled his nostrils as he came in.

Not that he was really one to criticize, considering the state of his own bare bones apartment.

Brae was sitting across from Willow when he walked in, facing the door, and looked up from the cup in her hands at the noise of him entering. Willow's head jerked around at the noise, and immediately upon seeing him, jumped straight to her feet and ran around the couch straight for him, arms outstretching as she reached longingly towards him.

"Stop!" His tone was sharp and cold as he took a step back and held up one hand to her, halting her in her tracks just before she came within reach. "Don't!...Don't...touch me."

He could see the agony on her face at finally having him so close after so long, and not being able to embrace him, but also noted some relief in her eyes as she saw him for the first time in about a month. Her eyes scanned over every inch of him as she stood there, reluctantly waiting.

He took the chance to look her over, too. She was wearing a fitted blue turtleneck and a flowing white skirt that stopped mid-calf. She looked more put together than when he'd spied her outside his work a couple weeks ago, but still ragged, and gaunter. Dark circles under her eyes and hollow cheeks making it clear she hadn't slept or eaten well lately. Again, not that he was much better.

He'd looked himself over before heading out today, and he looked nearly as ragged as she seemed. Despite that she was still beautiful to him, though, and he felt the pieces of his heart pull towards her a little as they stood within arm's reach of each other. After a moment he lowered his hand and nodded towards the couches.

"Sit over there, next to Brae." He steeled himself, keeping his tone icy as she trembled for a second, before nodding and turning to walk back to the couches.

He followed a few steps behind, waiting for Wil to sit down before slowly sitting down himself, across from the two. Willow was still staring at him, her gaze running over every inch of him, as if trying to discern any and all changes that might have occurred since she'd last laid eyes on him. Brae's gaze was more focused, though, her brilliant blue eyes locking right onto his, sorrow and grief still etched on her face as her hands wrung around the coffee mug she held.

There was a tense couple minutes of silence before Willow, unable to handle another second, finally broke it.

"Do..." She peeped meekly, making to get up. "Do you want something to drink? I can make more coff-"

"No." She flinched back at his sharp reply, and he immediately felt a tinge of remorse for being so short. He softened both his face and voice as he spoke up again. "No, thank you...Not yet..."

"O-okay...okay..." She sat back down, still wringing her hands anxiously, but looking a little less startled at his tempered tone.

"Before anything," He began. "I just want to say that what you two did...it hurt me more than I can ever describe. The two people I trusted the most, that I loved the most, used my love against me and did something despicable that...that broke my heart." His voice caught in his throat as he spoke, his eyes and nose stinging as tears began making their way up.

As he paused, Willow's hands were over her face as she sobbed into them, her tears already leaking from between her fingers. Brae sat hands clenched together between her thighs as she started through the table, having just managed to put the mug down before her trembling hands dropped it, her own tears free flowing down her cheeks as she nodded to what he was saying. He swallowed a lump in his throat as he continued.

"The only reason I'm here right now, is because I think...I think understand...why you did it...I understand that both of you meant well, even though what you did was so unbelievably fucked up, and that you only did it because you though I wanted it...or needed it. So, despite your fucked up method... I know your intentions were pure." They were both looking at him now, tear stained cheeks red with guilt and shame, their eyes still filled with regret.

"That said," He continued, needing to clear his throat. "Even though you meant well, what you did was so, so horrible. I...I want to move on from this...I really do...but id that's going to happen, I need some things from the two of you first." Both of their faces flickered as he said that, desperate flashes of hope on each.

"To start, I'd like apologies from the both you." He sat back and gestured, inviting them to begin.

And they did. Profusely. Minutes ticked by as they both apologised for everything they'd done, barely taking time to breathe as they hurriedly spoke. Eventually they ran out of steam as their tumultuous emotions got the better of them.

"Skye, I'm...I'm so sorry for what we did, baby. We-...I thought...that you wanted it, but was just too scared to talk to me, and...I wanted to help you, so I planned it all. I-I convinced Brae to get involved, she didn't want to, but I made her! It's all my fault! I'm so stupid! I'm sorry, I'm so sorry, Skye..." Willow's apology devolved into whines and sobs as she broke down completely into a blubbering mess.

"That's not completely true..." Brae spoke up, her voice hoarse. "Yeah, I didn't want any part at first, but then... I wanted to be there for you, but what I did was selfish, because...because I wanted to be closer to you...I thought...we could be closer, Skye...I lo-...I lov-...god damn it, I love you!...I'm so Skye...oh god, I'm so sorry for what I did to you! I'm sorry a freak like me loves you!" She too, then, devolved into incoherent sobbing.

He subtly checked his phone to see nearly 20 minutes had passed since they began, and took a deep breath and released it loudly, drawing the attention of their reddened eyes.

"Thank you. I know you're sorry, I just needed to hear it in person from the both of you." Both Willow and Brae looked up at him as he spoke softly, even warmly to them for the first time. "But, I'll need more from both of you before I'm completely over this. So, my question to you is this: will you still do what you said you were planning to do, after your untied me that night? Will you let me take out the rest of my frustration on you? Will you let me do whatever I want to you?...Sorry...I guess that was, like, 3 questions-"

"Yes." The two of them spoke in unison, barely letting him finish. With a brief, shaking smile, he took out his phone, opened an app and hit record.

"Do you, Willow, and you Braeanna, give your free consent to let me, Skylar, do whatever I want to the both of you, for as long as I want, as long as you're not brought to bodily harm?"

"Yes, of course yes." Replied Willow immediately, her hands seeming to subconsciously reach out him again.

"Yes...yes I do." Brae followed up, slightly behind.

With their recorded consent, he saved it and turned off the app, also sending a copy to himself, just in case.

"Okay." He took another breath before letting it out in a hiss. "First of all, you'll both do what I say, when I say it. No questions. Ever. If you start questioning me, or you can't take it anymore, you can always stop. I'll end things and I'll leave. If you do everything I say though, maybe, just maybe we can all...come together again. Maybe be even closer than we were before. I love the both of you, and I've missed you, but I need this to happen my way so I can completely forgive you. Do you understand?"

They both nodded. He hadn't been sure they would, even with their protestations of regret. He allowed himself another small grin.

He put his hand in his left pocket and pulled out a clear plastic baggie filled with a half dozen various coloured and sized pills, segregated within three smaller baggies. He opened it and separated the three smaller bags, putting on in front of Willow, one in front of Brae, and keeping the last in front of himself.

"Take these, and umm, I guess I'll have that drink now." He said gracelessly.

Willow didn't even hesitate. As he stood up to get a glass of water she opened her bag, spilled the pills into her mouth and downed them all in one go with a large swig of her room temperature coffee, before looking up to him and opening her empty mouth for his approval. Brae was a bit slower again, shocked as he was at seeing how instantaneously Wil had followed his instruction. After a moment of eyeing the pills though, she too opened the bag and began swallowing them, albeit one at a time, each with a swig of her own coffee.

She'd finished by the time he sat back down, opening her own mouth for his approval.

He opened his own bag, then, and swallowed his lot along with the water he'd gotten. The pills had been tailored to each of them, and would do various things by themselves or in tandem with other pills. He'd had a very specific idea of what he wanted from this night, but it was amazing what a couple thousand dollars could get you in the back room of an unscrupulous adult store. And that was even including what was waiting in the duffel bags outside, and in the other plastic baggie sitting in his right pocket.

He finally swallowed the last pill and sculled what remained of his water, wiping his mouth after the fact.

"Okay, now both of you go to the bathroom and clean yourselves. Full service. Take your time and be thorough. When you're done, come to the bedroom." Willow was up and away as soon as he was done, pulling off her clothes and dropping them to the floor as she raced to the bathroom door.

Brae was a bit slower again, but got up and followed. She paused as she started down the hallway, stopping by the wall and turning back to him. Her mouth opened as if she wanted to say something, but she quickly closed it, obviously not wanting to risk screwing things up so soon. With one last look at him, she nodded and followed Wil into the bathroom, closing the door behind her as the shower was started.

Skye didn't waste any time.

He got up and went straight back out to his car, hefting the duffle bags out of the back seat, then quickly got back in the house and headed straight for the bedroom and setting the bags down before unpacking their varied contents. As he organised things, he was struck my how strange it felt strange being back here. The chair was gone, thank god, the floor had been cleaned, and the mattress was bare. It looked like Brae had told the truth about that too, Willow hadn't been able sleep in the bed since that night.

Well, she would tonight, and the naked mattress saved him some work, anyway.

He pulled out a rubberised mattress cover and pulled it over the bed, then grabbed a normal fitted sheet from the linen cupboard and pulled it on over the top. He took out the rest of the things for Willow and laid them out on the bed, and took Brae's things and put them by the foot of the bed. He'd just finished sorting through everything when he heard the shower turn off in the bathroom.

Skye wiped his arm across his sweat beaded forehead, he was getting hot, but it wasn't from the work of setting up. The pills were beginning to take effect, and if he was feeling it, then he was sure they were, too.

A minute later he heard the bathroom door creak open, and then the bedroom door opened as Willow timidly walked in.

"Don't keep me waiting." He was trying to keep his tone firm and steady, but seeing Wil there naked rekindled flames of desire and love like he couldn't have possibly imagined.

She was still so beautiful and stunning to be sure, but it was clear the gauntness of her cheeks wasn't the only symptom of her bad eating and sleeping habits over the last weeks. She'd lost the healthy plumpness she'd had, and he could now see her ribs underneath her skin as her breasts sagged slightly from the malnutrition. Her pallor itself just seemed more pale and sickly from the ivory goddess she'd been.

The pieces of his heart pulled towards her again, more strongly this time and he had to concentrate to stop himself from rushing over and embracing her on the spot, instead settling for squeezing his hands into a near painful fist at his side.

Willow squeaked as the two of them huddled in. Brae followed close behind her, just as wet and naked, and as healthy and gorgeous as ever, her hair tied back in a ponytail like Willow's was, her braid the only thing left loose against the side of her face. They were both ready to work hard, it seemed.

He could see the pills were really getting to Brae, though. Her cock wobbled out in front of her as she walked, the thick tube of flesh looking even harder and more vein riddled than it had on his birthday.

"You," He looked at Willow and pointed to the side of the bed. "Stand there, legs apart. Don't move or speak until I tell you to." She stepped over quickly, standing at attention, back straight and shoulders back with her legs apart, a bit wider than her shoulders. A determined look set on her cute face.

It was almost comical, and reminded him of all the fun they used to have, how she could make him smile and laugh so effortlessly just by the cute resolve she showed whenever she set her mind to something, especially when it involved him. She'd had that same look on her face when she'd asked him out for the first time, and when she'd convinced him they should move in together, and when she'd made him eat his own cum the first time...

He had to stop himself from falling in love with her all over again right there, or...had he never really stopped loving her to begin with? He blinked hard and reset himself. They had to pay first, love would come after.

"You," He looked at Brae. "By the foot of the bed." She stepped over without hesitation this time, but he did see her eyes widening as she saw what was laid out before her.

He took a step close to her and picked an O-ring gag from the bed, dangling it in front of her.

"Last chance say no, Brae." He said as it swung pendulously from his fingers.

She stared at it for a moment, and glanced around the accoutrements that were obviously laid out for her, but said nothing. Instead she stiffened slightly and leaned down, opening her mouth wide. Taking the invitation he stepped close, avoiding her gigantic cock that was already leaking pre in a near continuous stream, and slipped the 2 inch wide rubberised ring into her open maw and wrapped its leather strap around her head, cinching it shut tightly just under her ponytail. The action brought their faces close together, and they looked into each other's eyes as he secured the gag.

She really was so beautiful in her own unique way. Not like Willow's soft sultriness, Brae had a sharp, primal eroticism. Her body spoke of athleticism and power, her face of beauty, like a statue of some ancient warrior queen. If her lips hadn't been opened by the gag just then, he might have kissed her. He instead settled on giving her a quick peck on the tip of her nose before pushing her face back up and getting back to business.

"Arms behind your back." He grabbed a roll of bondage tape as she complied, and stepped around the back of her.

Guiding her arms into the position he wanted, he began unrolling the tape around her forearms as they were pressed together midway down her muscled back. He unwound nearly the entire roll along their length, even covering her hands, the clerk at the 'toy store' had sold him their 'futa-strength' brand, but he wanted to be sure she wouldn't be able to get out of it no matter how hard she tried.

When he was satisfied, he threw the remainder of the roll away and grabbed a set of padded leg restraints, securing them to her ankles and thighs. The restraints had two sets of anchors currently, but had spaces for several more, depending on the complexity of the bondage desired. Two would suffice for what he had planned tonight, though.
When the bands were secured he stood back up, drawing his hands slowly up the inside of her leg until he met the feminine aspect of her sex. He felt slickness first, her cooch already dripping excitement down her thighs from one of the aphrodisiacs she'd taken. Its heat came next, like an oven it radiated out from her engorged lips, near sweltering. Engorged might have been an understatement, though. Her labial lips, red and puffy looked even more excited by their perfect hairlessness.

Skye ran the rip of his middle finger along the outer edge of her dripping gash, the tip just barely grazing her inner folds. Brae shuddered and moaned lewdly through her gagged-open mouth, her legs trembling at his touch. He remembered what she'd said and written before, about why she never confessed to him, that she'd never really thought she would ever be intimate with him. But after all these years, here she was, naked, gagged and restrained as he teased her eager cunt.

He couldn't know what she was thinking or feeling, but he hoped after the emotional hell they'd all been through, that she was happy to finally feel him like that. She was certainly acting like it, and looked like it, too. As far as he knew, the drugs didn't force a sense of love or affection, they only lowered inhibitions and amplified the already existing feelings of love and attraction. But how could he know for sure?

Even if she did enjoy this right now, would those feelings evaporate as the drugs worked their way from her system? Doubts creeped around the shadows at the back of his mind, but he ignored them for the time being. He just wanted to live in the now. He'd have to wait and see if the both of them regretted submitting to him, after the fact.

She tried lowering her hips to grind herself harder into his fingers, and as he stepped around to her side, he saw her eyes half lidded and a deep flush running from her chest, up her neck, and into her cheeks. He finally removed his fingers completely and she mewled pitifully, her hips trying to follow his hand, vainly.

"Stand up straight." He said sternly as he whipped his grool covered hand upside one of her firm ass cheeks, the loud crack and sting making her stiffen again, but stand upright.

The sound of a *squelch* behind them made him turn around. He saw Willow still standing straight by the bed, despite one hand schlicking her own sopping cunt as the other kneaded her heavy breast flesh and tweaked her stiff nipple. Her pale face flushed and lips parted slightly, as she watched him toying with the large futa.

"Hey!" He shouted gruffly. "Hands at your sides! I'll deal with you after!" Willow whined at his admonishment, but moved her hands back to her sides.

Her hands clenched and unclenched against her legs as she shook with carnal longing, the evidence of which he could see glistening down the inside of her legs and sticking to her fingers. Skye looked back to Brae and gently put his hand to her stomach. Her muscles tensed and rippled underneath the thin layer of supple, tanned skin as he gently pushed her backwards to the large device on the floor.

"Take a seat." He said as his sticky hand went to her shoulder, pushing her down firmly.

Brae awkwardly lowered herself onto the large black half cylinder so she was straddling it. With some movement from her hips she lined her aching cunt up with the tip of the 5 inch long dildo that stuck out from the top of the device and slowly lowered herself onto it, skewering herself on its length until her body sat firmly against the curved surface of the device.

Once down, Skye knelt down too, lifting her heavy sack with one hand he saw her engorged lips squeezing out against its surface, her clit resting hard against a silicone tab that stuck out from the front of the dildo's base. He lowered her balls tenderly and went about securing the anchors on her ankle and thigh restraints to each other, and then to embedded D-rings on the device itself, first on one side, then the other. When he was finished he checked his handiwork, making sure she wouldn't be able to buck herself, or the device, off when things really got going.

Satisfied, he reached down into the duffle and grabbed the last piece of her set, hefting the long box before holding it in front or her face as he watched her eyes become saucers.

"Have you ever seen one of these before?" He asked, his voice quivering with his own excitement. "Just nod or shake, for yes or no."

She nodded.

"Have you ever used something like this?" She tilted her head to the side, instead. Neither yes or no, then. "Something smaller than this, smoother?" She nodded slowly, eyes still wide as she looked at him.

"Last question. I'm going to put this on your Brae. Do you want to quit now and leave?" She locked eyes with him as she breathed heavily through her open mouth, and shook her head.

Skye smiled and leaned forward, softly kissing her warm forehead before leaning back and opening the package.

The contents contained a device that looked like something straight out of a torture chamber. He pulled out a long, steel banded cock cage. Only this cage wasn't meant to contain a small flaccid member, but a large, fully engorged one. He also pulled out a long smooth steel shaft with thick bulbs spread evenly along its length every inch, culminating in an especially thick bulb at its tip, with a large metal loop.

"I hope you're ready, Brae. This is going to feel a bit...uncomfortable." He warned as he set the cage down next to him and lined the narrow bottom tip of the sounding wand up with her leaking cockhead.

Gripping the top part of her shaft in hand, he carefully pressed the rod's end into her, eliciting a throaty whine from the futa, and sliding down until he came to the first bulb. While the shaft itself was only about 1 centimetre across, each bulb ballooned out to 2 cm, forcing her urethra to expand significantly to accommodate their girth. Thankfully, her piss hole was more than lubed enough with her own precum, that it only took a little extra effort to slowly work the first bulb into her, her skin stretching taut to take it.

"Arrggrghh!...AAHhhhhhggg!...Aahhhahaaaggg!" Brae's open-mouthed groans filled the room as she took the first bulb, and then the second, and the third, and so on until, after nearly 10 minutes of careful, steady effort, they'd arrived at the top of the beaded sounding rod, having sunk 16 inches of it into her.

"Shhhhh, good girl...good girl..." He cooed softly as he stroked her head and wiped her sweaty brow.

Despite the uncomfortable sensation running along the length of her shaft and deeper still into her, she leant into his stroking hand, appreciating the soothing gesture. Next came the cage. Hefting its weight he undid its ball-sack latch and slid the open end down over her cock until it rested against her pelvis. He was glad he'd picked the right size for this, having to go from memory in the store, but he's been fairly sure he was right anyway, as the image of her erect cock had been burned into his memory the night of his birthday.

Once snugly against her, he closed the latch around the bottom of her sack before it locked into place on the other side. It would have been hard enough for her to take the thing off restrained as she was, but the cage had one more trick up its sleeve. He produced a small cogged key from the box next, inserted it into a matching cog on the topside of the device, and began turning it clockwise.

With each turn of the key the bands of the cage became tighter and tighter, until, after some minor adjustments, each band rested tightly in between the bulges of the bulbed sounding rod sunk into her cock, locking not only the cage around her cock, but now making it impossible for the rod to slip out or be removed.

Brae panted heavily as he gave the loop at the top a cursory tug, causing her to moan through the ring as slobber and drool leaked from her open mouth. Satisfied that she was well and truly secured, he reached into the duffle again and brought out a small black remote control. He leaned his face down to her ear as he held the remote at the ready before whispering to her, so only she could hear.

"You know, if you hadn't been such a coward I would have been yours, Braeanna. I would have let you take me any way you wanted. I would have loved you. Your fear...it helped cause this. I want you to think about that as you lose your mind."

*click*

The device under her hummed into life as he turned it on to its lowest setting. The dildo inside her vibrating intensely inside her as the tab that cupped her clit shuddered along with it.

"OOAAagghhhh!...OOOAaaaGGGHhh!" The futa began to shake and buck against the device as it stimulated her, but with the restraints in place she was unable to shift herself off it at all.

*click...click...click...click*

He amplified the strength of the device's vibration until it sat just below its maximum setting as he watched her writhe from its vibrations for a moment before turning his attentions to the woman behind him. Willow still stood at attention with her hands at her sides, but her chest was heaving as thick strings of grool hung down from her own swollen cunt. Her whole body trembled with sexual energy as she awaited her turn.

He tossed the remote onto the bed as he walked over and stood in front of her, eyeing her up and down. He couldn't deny it, he'd missed looking at her. Despite its malnourishment, her body was still stunning to look at, but even though he wanted to kiss her, touch her, and hold her, he had a job to do before he could play.

He reached to the bed, took up a black lace choker and motioned her to turn around with a wave of his finger. Willow immediately spun and, sensing his intent, held her hair out of the way for him to secure it around her slim, graceful neck. After he was done he picked up the next item, a red ball gag exactly the same as the one he'd been made to wear.

"Last chance for you to say no to this, Wil." He whispered in her ear as he dangled it in front of her face. "Just tell me to stop, and I'll undo Brae and leave. You'll never have to deal with me or my little cuck dick ever again. Do it, slut. Give up on me and let me go." He knew he was being cruel, but he was also determined to give her every chance to stop things before he really let her have it.

Once again, though, Willow didn't hesitate.

"Never!...I'm yours Skye, and I'll spend the rest of my life making up for what we did to you every day if you let me...I love you." His heart swelled at her words, so heavy with resolve.

He was glad her back was to him so she couldn't see him tearing up at hearing her confession of unwavering love.

After slipping the ball into her mouth and cinching its strap behind her head, he picked up a third item. This one was new, he'd seen it in the store and had felt an immediate tingle of excitement run through him as he'd looked it over. He knew he wanted to use it on Willow, but he also knew he wouldn't mind wearing it himself later on, after he was done exacting his revenge on these two.

He attached the accessory's anchor to the gag strap on the back of her neck, then stepped over to her side as he stretched the other end over the top of her head and down her face, before inserting its blunt hooks into her nostrils and turning her back to face him. The tension pulled her nose up, not too hard, but just enough for the nose-hooks to give her face a grotesque, pig-like appearance.

Despite the ridiculous expression it gave her, there was something utterly erotic about the sight of her debased like this in front of him.

She was a fuck pig now. His fuck pig, and he was about to put her through her paces.

Grabbing another roll of bondage tape from the bed he wrapped her arms and hands behind her back as he'd done with Brae, then pushed her up onto the bed. after getting her to crawl awkwardly into position, he also attached cuffs to her ankles, then pulled out a spreader bar from her duffle and hooked her to it, before tying it to the foot of the bed and leaving her unable to close her legs. Lastly, he reached down into the duffle bag again and pulled something out, but hid it behind his back and he crawled up onto the bed beside Willow's supine form.

"I'm sorry I could never satisfy you, Willow." He began. "I'm sorry I could never give you what you so desperately needed." Tears were already welling in her eyes as she listened, shaking her head to dissuade him as he spoke of his inadequacy.

"I didn't realise you were so unhappy with me. I only wanted to make you happy, to love you for the rest of my life. But I guess I was lying to myself. I was never good enough for you." More tears streaked from the corners of her eyes as she shook her head even more violently, chewing and sobbing against the gag in desperate disagreement.

"I was never good enough for either of you, was I?" He looked over to Brae, who was slumping against the bed under the strain of the non-stop stimulation.

Sweat beaded her taut, smooth skin as her chest heaved with deep rattling breaths, her body suddenly tensing as a mini orgasm was forced from her restrained body and making her painfully engorged cock shake and bob under the added weight of her new cage and sounding rod. Despite her tribulation, though, she looked up and him and shook her head too, as she groaned through the ring gag.

"It's okay. You don't have to lie anymore. I get it. Thank you for showing me how wrong I was. I thought you two needed love, but you," He looked over at Brae. "All you need is sex. All you want to do is cum, right? And you," He continued, looking down at Willow. "All you need, is a big fat cock."

He punctuated his sentence by bringing his hand out from behind his back and flopping down a 14 inch long dildo onto her pale belly.

The hard silicone cock wasn't quite as long or thick as Brae's, he didn't want to risk buying anything bigger and seriously hurting her during his payback, but it was still more than enough to fill her right up.

"If you'd only told me you needed a big cock in you, I could have fucked you with one. Look, I bought this one just for you. You may have broken my heart, Willow, but I'll give you one last fucking. I'll fuck you with this big cock. A big one, like you wanted for all those years we were together. It's the least I can do to repay you for lying to me. Saying you love me, saying you'd do anything for me. I almost believed it, until I saw how your pussy throbbed like a bitch in heat when I flopped this massive thing out. Shhhhhh..." He gently shushed her as she cried and sobbed even harder into the gag. "Don't worry. I'll make sure you...what was it you said on my birthday? You'll 'get what you deserve?'"

He drew his hand down along her body to her pussy, running his hand across the slimy inflamed surface. It was even hotter than Brae's, and had already leaked into the bed sheet enough to leave a massive, growing wet patch. Good thing he'd bought the mattress protector after all.

He rubbed her cooch for a few minutes, massaging her engorged labial lips, teasing her clit, and tickling her gooch. He watched as she writhed beneath him, helpless as he tormented her, and then over at Brae. He'd drown her in pleasure, the both of them. He'd bring them to the edge of insanity, and then... He got harder in his pants just thinking about what would happen after.

Suitably warmed up from the drugs and his ministrations, he then dragged the heavy dildo down her body until the head flopped off her pelvis onto the bed, and lined the fat tip up against her entrance.

"You might want to bite down on something." He smirked as he began shoving the tool inside her.

Willow tensed as the thick head of the dildo began stretching her puffed pussy lips apart. By the time it was at the flared ridge of its silicone glans, her skin was already pulled taut around the inanimate intruder, making her whine and squeal into her gag. With a little extra effort, Skye pushed the toy past the glands and it popped into her with a wet squelch as she panted quick shallow breaths through her nose.

Now inside, he bore his way deeper into her, going slowly as to allow her to stretch out safely, but fast enough where she never got comfortable with the toys size. He barely began driving it into her when he felt a blockage. He'd only shoved about 1/3rd of the dildo into her, and it was already bottoming out? He sat, confused for a moment before the reason for the dilemma dawned on him. In the heat of her carnal yearning, her womb had descended. Her body was literally begging to be bred. A womb dropped not only when a woman or futanari were sexually excited, but when they were excited and wanted to breed with their partner. It descended to make sure their partner would be able to reach the precious baby chamber, so they could spray their seed right on the entrance of the cervix, or even inside if they were able to penetrate it.

The revelation stopped him cold for a few moments as he thought back to his birthday. Brae had managed to get more than 2/3rds of her cock into Willow before hitting her cervix, and she was thicker and longer than this faux organ. Willow's body, for all her bluster and mad cursing, hadn't dropped its most precious place for the futa, but right here and now, it had dropped for him.

Her body longed for him more than the well-endowed beauty who had dominated her right here in this very bed only a few weeks ago. He thought his chest would burst as his heart swelled again, as a simultaneous pang of guilt struck him. He should have noticed this that night. Maybe if he'd realized then... he would have stayed, and the two of them would have been able to explain what they'd done and why. They might have been able to move on immediately, despite the hurt he'd felt in the heat of the moment... But he hadn't, and all 3 of them had endured a month of suffering because of it.

He blinked back tears as he came back to himself and remembered what he was doing. That's right, he had left, and the feelings of betrayal that had been nurtured couldn't so easily be forgotten now. To kill them off for good, he needed to overwater them. Drown them in the depths of this twisted revenge.

He looked back down the dildo barely 5 inches in Willow's pussy. At this rate, he wouldn't be able to fill her all the way up as he'd planned, but that didn't necessarily mean he couldn't pack more into her. After all, beyond the blockade of her cervix was another few inches, at least. He began withdrawing the toy all the back down until the ridge of its glans caught on her pubis. Willow moaned against her gag, rolling her hips up as the silicone dick ground against her G-spot.

Working himself into a rhythm he began slowly pumping it in and out of her, gathering speed every few minutes or so until he was almost pistoning the toy cock into her snatch. Her chest and face had become flushed with animal excitement as he took her with the cunt-stretching 14 inch proxy, her tits bouncing wildly as it jacked into her over and over. The look on her face was a mixture of pain, and what he could only describe as rapture, made all the more savagely erotic by the hooks pulling on her nose to create a grotesque, pig-like appearance.

Every so often he would look down to the foot of the bed to Brae as she sat slumped against its foot-board. Her tongue hung limply out of her mouth, drool dangling from her tongue as she moaned throatily against the intense vibrations of the device she was secured to. As before on his birthday, her eyes never leaving him even as he mercilessly toyed with Willow.

When he thought she was ready, he took a breath and suddenly slammed the dildo into her, extra hard and extra deep. After a brief catch, the thing suddenly sank itself deeper into her body than ever as her cervix was penetrated for the second time in her life. liquid erupted from both her sets of lips as she squealed and bucked her hips off the mattress in surprise, the mind numbing feeling that exploded through her body blurring the line between pain and pleasure as an orgasm was ripped from her, just from the feeling of her womb being violated by her love, even if it was with a silicone dildo.
Skye stroked her thigh as her thrashing slowed, calming her. When she'd stopped bucking and spasming from her obvious climax, he looked down at the toy. More than half of the imitation futa cock was sat firmly in her body, packing her sex to its current limit. He slid off the bed quickly and grabbed the two accessories for the final piece of his torture. Coming back to her, he unravelled the first one, opening one end and looping it around her neck before closing it with a few snap buttons. Next he pulled the stretchy black fabric down, over the end of the dildo sticking out of her, and then fed it up under her ass and up along her back, before looping the other end around her neck again and closing its snaps, too.

The elastic fabric, now pulled extremely taut, held the dildo firmly inside as the two looped ends gently strangled her. No matter how she bucked or squirmed now, that toy wasn't going anywhere except deeper. Keeping the second accessory hidden, he crept up Willow's body and lay next to her, almost spooning her restrained form, as he taunted her again.

"Consider this as a parting gift to you. Back pay for all the orgasms I owe you from my pathetic little baby dick." He clicked the button on the dildo's remote, bringing it to life as it vibrated and twisted in her packed little cunny. "An ocean of pleasure for you to drown in." He breathed hotly in her ear before licking her earlobe and sliding back off the bed.

Clicking the dildo's remote he quickly brought it up to par with Brae's device, before grabbing that one, too, and showing them off to both his victims.

"I'm going to leave you now, but I'm going to give you the choice you never gave me. I'm going to leave the remotes here with you. If you decide you've had enough and want to quit, all you have to do is press the big red button here on your control." He pointed to the large red stop button at the bottom of each one.

"It'll probably take a little effort to hit it as you're both a little tied up, but it's a hell of a lot more than either of you gave me." He set down Willow's remote next to her on the mattress, and Brae's next to her on the floor. "Have fun, I guess. I don't know how long it'll take me to come back, if I come back. Honestly just seeing you both makes me sick. If you're still alive when I come back, well... I guess you should just try and survive first." He opened the door and turned to leave before adding, "This is your fault as much as it was mine. I wish we'd just been honest with each other from the start." Before closing the door on their moans and muffled whines.

Out of the room he slumped against the door and sighed deeply. He'd done it. He'd really done it and they'd gone along with it. He was ecstatic with their willingness to make things up to him, but he hoped they had the endurance for the long haul they were about to endure. He pulled out his phone and turned on the camera he'd set up to watch them as they squirmed. His own cock was rock hard as he watched them, both from the drugs he's taken himself as well as the knowledge of what he'd done, and was going to do.

He pushed himself off the door and walked slowly out to the living room and sitting down on one of the couches. It was time to play the waiting game. Setting his phone down on the table so he could keep an eye on them, he rubbed his face in his hands before sitting back and staring up at the ceiling as he walked through the final part of his plan in his head.

He'd gone through it 4 or 5 times, his eyes wandering listlessly around the room, when his idle gaze chanced upon a pile of wrapped gifts sitting huddled against the wall. His gifts, he realised. Skye got up and shuffled to the pile of birthday presents, totaling 6 in all, and 2 envelopes with his name written their fronts, one in Willow's hand, the other in Brae's. He'd completely forgotten about them, their presence barely even registering in his memory of his escape that night. He considered waiting to open them until after his plan was complete, but curiosity got the better of him.

Opting to open Brae's first, he ripped the envelope open to find a brightly coloured birthday card embossed with a glitter cover cake. He opened it and began reading.

'Dear Skye,

By now you've gotten your big 'surprise', and although I know it wasn't what you were probably expecting, I trust it was something you'll never forget. I know we've probably already gone through our spiel about why we did it, and that it was all a game to help you overcome your anxieties, and that we both love you very much, but just in case I was too much of a coward to tell you face to face, I wanted to write down here why I really decided to take part in this madness.

You're my best friend, and I love you, but I've never been able to tell you just what you mean to me. I don't just love you as a friend, and I haven't for a long time now. I love you more than a friend should love her best friend. I love you, in the deepest sense of the word. I've wanted to tell you for years how I felt, but I knew you didn't think of futa, or probably me, that way. I was scared to tell you because I thought it would mean losing you, and I couldn't let that happen.

But doing something like what we've just done to you, forcing you to confront your fears and desires, deserves equal payment, so here it is.

I love you, and I've wanted to be with as your friend, lover, girlfriend, and wife since we were kids. I'll always hope that we might find a way to be together one day, and I truly hope this crazy, fucked up thing we've done is a gateway to that in some sense. I don't mind sharing you with Willow if it means I get to have a place in your heart, too. I just want to be with you.

If, when all this is done and dusted, you decide you don't want me, I'll understand, and I'll back off if that's what you want from me. But I want you to know that even if that happens, my heart still belongs to you, and it has since the day you braided my hair at our secret hideout in the woods.

Happy birthday Skylar.

Hopefully, and forever yours, Braeanna.'

Skye's hands shook as he finished reading the card, and he swallowed a lump in his throat as he closed it softly. He could have almost laughed from it if it wasn't so profound and moving, his blunt tomboy of a best friend being more eloquent that he'd ever thought her capable of being. More than ever he wished he'd seen this those weeks ago. That he hadn't run out of the house that night, that despite the pain of their perceived betrayal he would have allowed them to sit him down and explain their cruel act to him despite his fear and broken heart. This card alone would have gone a long way towards healing him. A soothing balm for his shattered soul.

If not for their insecurities, maybe they could have gotten together and made a life for themselves. Their lives might have been so different and wonderful if either of them had just found the courage to confess their feelings. But...he couldn't completely begrudge how things had turned out due to their mutual weakness. He'd met Willow because of it, after all, and now he was in a position to be able to bring the two people he loved the most into his heart equally. He hoped he would be able to, in any case. If nothing else, it felt like a weight had been lifted off his shoulders having read her heartfelt confession.

Sniffling, he set it down on the table and took up Wil's card, tearing its envelope open and reading.

'My dearest Skye,

I love you more than I can put into words here. I could fill a library with the songs my heart sings for you and it still wouldn't be enough.

I know you were hurt and confused by what happened here earlier tonight, but I want to tell you here and now that no matter what you saw and heard, no matter what either of us said or did to you or each other, it was all with the best and most loving intent.

I pray our words move and calm you when we finally explain our motivations, strange as they may seem. This was meant to be an act of love, not cruelty. I hope now that you've experienced the worst imaginable scenario, and the dark secret desire you've lived with for these years is brought out into the light, that you know I love you utterly and without reservation, no matter what you desire or crave.

I know that you're probably still hurting and wary of us, no matter what we might have said to reassure you, but I want you to know this: I will do anything for you to make you know the depth of my love for you.

I will be your slave, your domme, your lover, your wife, your confidant, your cheerleader...Whatever you need me to be, I will be it, for you. I will spend the rest of my life making up for this night and what I did to you. If you never want to speak of this again, I never will. If you want it to happen again, it will. Anything you desire from now on, please trust that I will do all in my power to deliver to you.

Mind, body, and soul, I'm yours until the day I die, but even then my love for you will carry on into eternity.

Happy Birthday my dearest one. I look forward to celebrating a lifetime of them together with you.

Your Wil ~

No more of that.

No more insecurity, of thinking he wasn't good enough. Their love wasn't stolen by some trick or lie he played on them, it was offered freely and unconditionally from both. Each of them knowing exactly who he was now, to his very core, and rather than finding him wanting, they found him more than worthy. He was done playing the fool to his self-doubt and anxiety.

Laying the card next to Brae's, he checked on the two from his phone. Both of them were still writhing from their extreme stimulation as forced orgasms were eked out of them one after another, neither of them succumbing to temptation yet and hitting their off buttons. He was so proud of them. He checked the time, about 30 minutes since he'd left. He'd give them another 10 or so before ending their sexual torture, giving himself some time to go through the presents.

By the time he'd finished opening his gifts it was time. He'd taken his time unwrapping each one, delighted by each thoughtful present. A new watch, some new dress shirts, a few games he'd wanted to play, a top of the line laptop, some silly socks, and a set of beautifully crafted wine glasses accompanied by an equally pricey looking bottle of Cabernet Sauvignon. He laid each of them out on the coffee table and smiled, before finally getting up and readying himself for the final part of the night.

He'd shaven and cleaned himself before coming over, but took a couple extra minutes to do a refresher, wiping his crotch and pits, and douching himself to make sure he was squeaky clean in and out. He filled a couple bottles of water and went to the bedroom, and with a final deep breath, opened the door and went in.

Both Brae and Wil were still writhing and moaning in pain riddled ecstasy as he arrived, neither of them having hit their remotes yet. The room stank with the combined aromas of their sweat and sexual juices, but he breathed it in deeply, relishing the carnal musk.

Brae was still slumped against the foot of the bed, her sun bronzed skin covered in a thick sheen of sweat that ran down her smooth skin and over her toned, bulging muscle. Her cock looked fit to burst from its metal confinement, the bulbed sounding rod even failing to completely stem the flow of her clear viscous precum as her member shook from the device below her.

The dildo inside her had was definitely stimulating her prostate as much as her pussy, and he could see her veins bulging on her sack as her lower abdomen bloated from the flow of cum they would be producing, but had no way of expelling, as strings of pre dripped down from the bulb at the top to meet the pussy juice running down the black device under her.

Willow looked just as ragged. The wet patch under her having expanded as her own juices leaked and squirted from her as the dildo writhed deep inside her. Speaking of which, the futa-sized cock seemed to have sunk even deeper into her, creating a distinct bulge in her stomach that moved as it wriggled and twisted away. She was covered in her own sheen of sweet sweat as she shuddered and shook from her seemingly never ending parade of torturous orgasms.

Their heads turned to him as they sensed him enter and, setting the bottles down, went over and took up each of the remotes and hit their red stop buttons simultaneously. The toys whirred down into silence, leaving the only sounds in the room their combined moans and whines.

He approached Brea first, kneeling down in front of her as he drew another plastic bag from his pocket, this one containing 3 black tubes. Opening it, he removed one with a gold dot on the cap, putting the bag with the other two on the bed beside them. He reached around and undid the buckle that kept the ring gag on.

She slowly opened and closed her jaw as the rubberized gag was removed, working feeling back into her mandible and wincing slightly at the pain.

"Ahh...skah...Skyyeee...p...please...leh me cuhh...let me cum..." The veins in her cock and sack bulged angry and purple with their demand for release. He gently cupped her cheek in his hand,

"Soon, but first, you need to tell me, Brae. You need you tell me what I am to you. Tell me how you feel about me. No more hiding. No more lies." He stared into her eyes as he encouraged her.

"Skye I...I love you...I've always...loved you...I'm...I'm sorry Skye...I'm a coward...I..." He wiped away a tear as it ran down her cheek.

"Shhhh...I love you, too Brae, and I forgive you, but before I let you free, I just have one more question." He held up the black tube up in front of her, watching as her eyes ran over it. "Do you trust me?"

"...yes..." Skye popped the top off and jammed it down onto the top of her toned thigh, the micro needles of the med-pen piercing her skin painlessly and hissing as it injected its chemical cocktail into her bloodstream.

The futa grunted as she felt a small sting immediately followed by an intense warmth that began spreading through her body.

He undid her ankle and thigh restraints, then took the cage key from his pocket and unlocked the restraining bolt on the top of the cage. The binds of the cage practically burst off as her cock was finally allowed to expand out to its full girthy glory. He quickly removed the metallic sheath and was about to begin pulling out the bulbed sounding rod when a ripping sound issued from behind the futa and stopped him in his tracks.

"NNggggAAAAhhhhh!" She roared.

With a display of overwhelming strength she flexed her chest, shoulders, and arms and began tearing apart the bonds of the bondage tape that had been restraining her. In a matter of mere seconds she had torn through it separating her hands and forearms, bringing them to her front as the rolled her shoulders and stretched feeling back onto her limbs. Skye sat wide eyed as he realized that despite his best efforts, she could have freed herself at any moment.

He looked up and saw her eyes boring into him with a fervent heat filled with an almost animalistic hunger. He didn't have much time. He bolted up and bounded onto the bed as Brae began unwrapping the tape from her hands. As swiftly as possible he began undoing Willow, starting with the fabric wrap that had been keeping the dildo lodged in place. He was gently pulling the oversized silicone cock from her stretched out cunt when he looked over and saw she'd removed the tape completely, her eyes still following him. She still had the sounding rod to deal with, but he could feel the seconds ticking by too fast as he desperately sat Wil up and began undoing her own taped bonds.

Luckily he'd used a lot less for her, as he was less worried about her being able to tear herself out of it in the heat of her sexual torment. Once done, he took the next tube out of his pocket, this one marked with a blue dot, and cupped her flushed face in his hands as they shook from a sudden adrenaline rush. Her eyes, half lidded as they were, followed him just as Brae's did, a look of loving adoration on her exhausted face.

"Willow, I forgive you. I love you." A beaming smile lit up her face as he said it, but he had no time to stop and admire her. "I need you to do one last thing for me, baby." He held the pen in front of her. "Take this, and inject yourself, and then," He raised his voice and turned it to Brae. "Join us on the bed." Willow immediately took up the pen and popped the cap before jamming into her thigh and injecting the serum.

He backed off as she dropped the pen and slumped forward to unto her own ankle restraints from the spreader bar, and began tearing off his clothes quickly. Brae had stood up and he could see her removing the last of the bulbs from her urethra.

"UUGGHHHhHH!" She groaned as the tail end of the rod finally came free, a gush of precum squirting from her supercharged donkey dick as she threw it to the floor and immediately made for him. Skye barely had enough time to take the last pen from his pocket as his pants came off, this one with a pink dot, injecting himself in the right side of his ass, before she was upon him.

She knocked the used pen from his hand before pushing him back against the bed and pinning him down in one smooth motion. Then, her mouth was upon his, mashing her lips hard into his as her tongue pried his teeth apart and wrestled his own small muscle into a quick submission. Skye swooned as she moaned ravenously into his open mouth, delighting in the first kiss with his best friend and new lover as her sweat covered body pressed hotly down on top of him.

She felt as if she had a fever, but he knew it was a result of the final stim-pen injection she'd taken. The combination of aphrodisiacs, stimulants, and 'organ enhancers' in her specially designed mix was putting her into an animalistic frenzy, and her mind would soon be lost in a ravening haze of carnal hunger, as would they all. Skye could already feel the heat spreading out through his own body where he'd stuck himself. his prick, already hard enough from the pills he'd taken, was going into overdrive, as a searing heat invaded his balls and travelled up his shaft to the tip where clear pre began leaking out in steady pulses.

His prostate was pulsing with need in his very core as Brae continued pressing onto him, and her weight was soon joined by Willow as she cut in from the side and began making out with half of his mouth, as Brae made out with the other half and eventually, each other, too. The three of them became locked into a ménage a trois of sweaty forms and entwining limbs as they desperately explored each other's mouths and bodies.

"Mmmnngggmmmngnngmm! Ahh! Bra-mmmnggnnggg!" He tried to call out after minutes had passed by, finally pulling back a little, but his mouth was quickly filled by two invading tongues again. "Brae-Mnnggngngmm! Mnnggghnnmmm! Wil! Brae, stop!" He practically shouted as he thrashed his head from side to side desperately.

The tactic seemed to work, and the two finally paused their combined assaults, as they stared down at him, spit covered tongues hanging out from their lips as they did.
"Brae...I want you to fuck Willow again."

"Wha-? N-no! I don't want to hurt you again like that! Skye, I want you! Please...I've waited so long for this! I need you...I need to feel you!" She sounded so desperate as her tongue flicked out, licking up across the side of his face.

"She's right baby, we don't want to hurt you like that ever again!" Willow pleaded from his other side, her voice pained at the memory of his birthday.

"I know! But you're not this time. This time I'm telling you to. Look...if we're going to make this work the way I think we all want it to, the two of you can't just be in this for me. You need to be able to be with each other, and me, and...sometimes I think I'm going to want what happened on my birthday...to happen again...you were both right...I needed it." The two looked down at him in surprise as he bared his heart.

"I needed you to do what you did. Forcing me to live that twisted fantasy was the only way I could come to terms with it. Wil...I love you, and you too, Braeanna...but I also loved how the two of you humiliated and demeaned me. I loved how you both cucked me like you did. I'm... I'm not saying I want the...cucking thing to happen all the time, but...I want you both to feel comfortable dominating me together, or me dominating the both of you, or any combination between the three of us. We all need to be comfortable with each other if we're going to...to live together from now on. So, I want Brae to fuck you, Wil. I want her to fuck you like she fucked you that night, like a lover."

The two looked from him to each other, and back down again, loving smiles coming to their sex crazed faces as they nodded their understanding. They each took one side of his face in each of their hands and caressed him lovingly before planting one more deep kiss on his lips. As soon as they parted Brae tore herself off of him and pounced on Wil, throwing her to the side of him as she grabbed the back of the woman's legs and pushed her knees up to her chest.

She lined the dripping tip of her dark purple helmet up against Wil's engorged, sopping cunt and rubbed it up and down a few times before pressing forward and splitting her lips wide with her thick cock.

"AAHHH! Ahhhnn, FUCK! It's so fucking thick!... I forgot how big you were, Brae! Slow! Go slow!" Skye could see the conflict on Brae's face at the desperate request, her chemical enhanced desire to fuck at odds with the woman's request.

Fortunately her sanity won out this time, and she slowed herself, easing her cock back out to the tip before easing it back in. over and over she repeated the motion, inching herself deeper into Wil's body until, after about 6 inches was inside, she came to the fleshy border protecting the entrance of her womb.

"OOHHH! Oh shit fuck shit! You're there! She's there, baby, she's already at my fucking cervix!"

"You can take it! Fill her up Brae! Stretch her all the way!"

"God, Wil! You're even tighter than that night! Are you sure?"

"FFUUCK!... Do it! fill me all the way up!"

Backing out until only the fat head of her cock remained inside, she took a breath before pushing back in, harder this time. With an extra bit of force, her hips bucked and jammed the head forcefully into the rubbery sphincter, bearing down until the little internal hole gave out and spasmed open allowing her all the way in. Skye watched as she sunk an extra few inches into Willow before she stopped again, her bell-end now hitting the back wall of her womb. The massive outline of her mammoth cunt-stretcher clearly evident as it bulged her pale, trembling abdomen.

"OOOOHHHHHHH SSHHHHIIIIIITTT! UUUUUUGGGGGGHHHHHHHHHH!!" Willow's eyes rolled back as she suddenly shook and bucked against the toned body pinning her down, cumming form being completely penetrated, just like his birthday.

He crawled up close to her ear and licked it tenderly.

"How does it feel, Wil?" he asked softly. "How does it feel to have Brae stretching you out like that again?"

"Oh, god Skye! It hurts! But it feels...I'm...I'm so full! She's in my womb, baby! Fuck, she's crushing my fucking baby room with her giant monster cock! Fuck fuck fuck fuck! You...you need to feel this Skye! I want you to know what this feels like! It's incredible!"

"Tell me the truth, Wil." He pressed her as he reached an arm over and began pawing at one of her bouncing tits as Brae slammed into her repeatedly her rhythm strong and steady. "It wasn't all an act when she was fucking you that night, was it?"

"Nnhhgggg!..." She bit her bottom lip, a worried look coming to her eyes as she struggled internally with herself.

"No more lies, Wil. No more lies." He pulled and twisted her nipple hard, punishing her for her silence.

"Ngg-Ahhhh! No! No it wasn't all an act!"

"You were loving it, weren't you?"

"NNgghhh...Yes! I'm so sorry baby! But she's too good! Her cock reaches places you could never...you're just not big enough baby, I'm sorry! I'm sorry, Skye, please don't hate me, please!" He let go of her nipple, watching as the marshmallow soft tit-flesh bounced back and was caught back up into the rhythm of the futa's steady thrusts.

"I don't hate you, Willow." He moved to caress her head as she took half of Brae's fat tool. "I don't. I know she's big baby, I understand, its okay."

"Oh...oh christ, Willow! You're milking my dick!" The futa growled through her teeth.

"Pound her, Brae! Pound her into the mattress like a whore!"

Brae didn't have the wherewithal to hesitate anymore, her need to breed finally taking control as she set herself and began ploughing Willow's cunt in earnest.

"You love this big futa cock, don't you, Wil?" He yelled at her, slapping her bouncing tits as he was mercilessly bred by Brae's superior, womb breaking futacock.

"NGNgghgHHGGHGHgG! YYYEeesSSSs! OOOhHHhHH, FFfuUUCCkKk I LLoooVVveee IIITTT!"

"Who's cock do you love more, babe? Who's cock do you want more?" Despite his newfound openness and renewed love for the two, his heart still tightened as he waited for her response, a part of him still dreading what he expected to hear and bracing himself to be relegated to 2nd place in her eyes.

"UUHHhGgGGGGnNNNgGGgg!! II LLOOvVeeee...II LLoovVeEEe YYOouurrsS MmOoRrEEE! SShhEE'ss SsOOO FFUUCcKKiINNGGG BBiiGgG!...AAnaNNDDD SSoOo gGooDDD!...BBUuutT YYooUUuu...yyYooUURR CCcoocckk IIssS pPeeERrrffEECCtt sSSkKkyyLLaaRR!!" He blinked as he processed her fuck-addled response, a breath he hadn't even realized he was holding escaped in a long hiss as fresh tears began welling in his eyes. Tears of relief and joy.

He couldn't doubt those words. There was no deception in that fucked-silly confession.

"Thank you, baby...Thank you." He leaned over her face and kissed her hard, the two of them making out while she was turned out by Brae.

He bloke it as he felt sweat dripping onto the back of his head, and heard the futa's breath growing ragged and shallow. He remembered that sound from his birthday, right before she'd filled his girlfriend's cunt with her thick seed. Skye tore himself away from Willow's lips and shimmied further down to Brae's backside, pausing as Wil's hand reached out desperately for him needily, as if afraid he'd leave her again.

He took it firmly in one of his and smiled adoringly at her as he positioned himself to look between Brae's thighs, seeing the place where his two lovers were joined. The view was even more astonishing than it had been when he'd been tied to the chair. Up close and personal he saw just how stretched her pussy was around the soda-can thick rod of the powerful futanari. How her flesh clung so tightly despite how wet she was, and pulled out with the shaft as it withdrew with each back thrust, before being pushed back as her hips drilled the mammoth cock back inside to Wil's limit.

Brae's heavy, cum churning balls twacking heavily against the underside of her pussy and plump ass as they swung wildly with every thrust. Her veins bulged out in her sack skin, feeding the two giant orbs with precious cum generating resources as it got ready to finally release its mega load inside a nice wet hole. The futa's own cunt looked ready to be bred itself, its thick sloppy juices running down her thighs and hanging from her fat labial lips in heavy, swinging ropes.

Skye wanted to bury himself in that pussy, his face and his dick, but that would have to wait for later. He suddenly gripped her sack just above the swinging nuts and pulled down hard on her sack as he began to see it rising. The skin tightening in his grip as it got ready to unload.

"Oh no you don't!" He yelled. "Don't you dare cum! Stop! Stop!" Brae whined and shrieked through gritted teeth as she felt her impending orgasm torturously paused by the hard yank on her sensitive sack skin.

"Pull out! Pull out of her!" Brae whimpered angrily again, but pulled her hips back slowly as he continued pulling hard on her scrote, as if dragging her by a leash.

The wet head of her cock came free of Wil's well fucked hole with a squishy *schlpop*, precum freely running out from her piss slit.

Seeing she was out, he released her sack and rose to his knees, letting go of Wil's hand and taking Brae's face in both of his, turning her face to him before planting his lips on hers. Her frustrated whimpers died slightly as she melted in his kiss, adoring the feel of his lips and tongue on hers again. He bloke the kiss with a wet POP and looked deeply into her eyes, his own chemical cocktail couldn't be ignored any longer. An intense heat was now radiating out from his very core, his precious prostate pulsing and shivering with a now desperate need as his hole winked and throbbed with its own hunger.

"Tonight, all that cum is mine! It's not going anywhere...except inside me!" He released her head and flung himself onto his front on all fours, face down ass up as his butt swayed to and fro at her.

"Now...I want you to take me! Both of you!" He grabbed his cleanly shaven ass cheeks and pulled them apart, showing off his desperate little brown eye and bald, smooth sack to the two of them.

"Use me, abuse me, and make me forget about how much I've missed you! Make me your fuck puppet! Will you two do that for me? Will both of you make me your bitch boy, and use me for the rest our lives?" He'd barely gotten the words out when he heard a throaty growl from the futa behind him, but saw a radiant smile on Willow's face before he was distracted.

Brae lunged herself towards him, letting go of Willow, and threw herself face straight into his ass. Skye yelped and squealed as he felt her long tongue licking all around his cheeks before centering itself on his virgin knot. The tip of her tongue massaged at the tight ring, making him moan like a whore and sending shivers up his spine. Suddenly the slimy oral tendril began working its way into him, forcing his boy-pussy wide as she lubed him up his her spit.

Brae worked him with her tongue for several minutes, even introducing several fingers into his pliable hole as she loosened him up to take her. Even with the drugs relaxing his ring of muscle, if she turned him out too fast, without any prep, she'd still tear him up. She couldn't have that, she planned to make full use of his pert little rear tonight.

She spat one more time into his hole before shifting herself up and lined her cock up with it as Willow finally got up and crawled over to them. She sidled up next to his ass and leaned over, swiping his hands away as her own took their place to hold them open for the sex-mad futa.

"Take his ass, Brae." She hissed, encouraging the futa. "Fuck him like you've always dreamed of fucking him." He looked over his shoulder a little apprehensively, despite his own enhanced horniness.

The look in both of their eyes was that of pure, unadulterated lust. Their pupils dilated almost fully as their chest, necks and faces flushed a deep red. He felt Brae's fat cock head nudge hard against his quivering, pink pucker. He almost winced from the heat coming off of it, but had no time to flinch away before her hips rolled forward and her thick tip overwhelmed his ring of muscle and popped into his eager hole.

"HHIIIiiHHhhhnNNnnn!" His girly squeal filled the room at her sudden entry, her girth stretching him to his limits and beyond despite the drugs loosening him and the practice he'd done with his own futa-sized dildo over the past couple weeks and how she'd prepped him just before, but she didn't stop there.

Skye felt her lean over him as her large hands fell upon him, one on the back of his shoulder, and one circling around the back of his neck as her hips continued thrusting her mind melting fuck stick into his untapped depths. After only a couple inches a bolt ran through his body from his core to his brain as her gut stretching member began bulldozing over bump of his hyper sensitized P-spot.

"AAAAHHHNNNAAHHH!" A throaty howl escaped him as he felt her mass crash into it.

"It's alright, baby." Willow cooed from behind him, gently kneading his butt cheeks to sooth him as he was impaled. "Let it out. Let it all out. I'm so happy we can share this. I wanted you to feel it for yourself ever since she filled me up for the first time. Just relax so she can fuck you nice and deep, baby. I'm here with you. I'll always be here with you."

Brae continued pushing herself into him as he writhed and whined under her grip, forcing inch after gut stretching inch into him. The bulging veins riddling her shaft bumping and grinding over his bitch button as she took him. Skye gripped and chewed on the bed sheet as more toes curling explosions of pleasure wracked his body, the feeling of her hot thick cock pushing deeper and deeper into him nearly making him loose his mind.

He didn't know if to took minutes or hours before he finally felt Brae park herself right up against him, his pale cheeks squishing into her pelvis as her heavy balls pushed up under his. He felt something squishing up over the top of his ass and turned his head languidly to see the paunch of her cum bladder perched up on the shelf of his butt. The swell of her lower abdomen was even bigger than before, having now taken in the extra cum from the orgasm denial while fucking Willow. With a trembling hand he felt his torso, feeling the protruding protuberance that stuck out from his abdomen.

"Congratulations, baby," Wil cheered him on, slapping the side of his ass cheek hard a few times, and making his groan into the bed from the delicious pain. "You took that she-bull cock like a champ!"

The futa gripped his neck tighter as she gyrated her hips slightly, grinding herself inside the freshly conquered boy-hole she'd waited for, for nearly a decade and a half.

"OH FUCK! You feel so fucking good, Skye!" Brae rambled like a madwoman as she bred him. "Shit! Do you have any idea how long I've waited to tap this ass, you little cock tease? Fuck, I had to stare at your ass and your lips all through school, but I thought I'd never be able to feel them wrapped around my dick like this. You have no idea how many other futagirls I had to scare away from you in school, do you? Suzie Miller, Dianna Brahms, Tiffany Taylor. Every single one of them wanted to break you on their cock! But I stopped them...for you! Because I thought you didn't like futa and I didn't want my best friend to get raped if it wasn't going to be me! I should have just raped you from the beginning, it would have saved me years of blue balls, you fucking slut!"

"You have no idea...no idea how many times I had to stop myself from pinning you down and forcing myself on you! Like in middle school, when Hattie asked you out, or freshman year, when Lewis and Fresia made us switch rooms on the last night of the weekend field trip." He could hear the emotion in her voice, even with her chemically boosted lust.

"Or prom. Fuck! I wanted to knock you down and take you right there on the football field after Nora ditched you. When I was holding you, all I wanted to do was bend you over, turn you out, and make you scream my name so hard you forget all about her."

"Duh...Do it, B-Brae! M-...Make me scream. Make me your...b-bitch!" He begged, struggling to speak through the cock breaking his brain.

She smiled and laughed before an ominous grin replaced the heartfelt one. She put more of her weight on him, grinding his head into the mattress as she leaned down closely over him and growled.

"Don't worry, Skye. I'mma 'bout to make up for lost time with this ass. Oh and don't forget, when I'm taking your dick, ass-pussy, or throat, call me 'Daddy', okay...bitch?" He wasn't given a chance to respond before he felt her draw her his back, pulling fully half her length out before she slammed it back home deep within him.

"AAAHHH!...AAAHHHHN!...AAAHHH!!..." His cries were wrenched out of him as the air was rhythmically driven out of him in time with each of Brae's pounding thrusts. He could feel every ripple and bump of her cock as it jack-hammered in and out of him, his boy-hole and prostate pulsating from the constant stimulation, and feeling her heavy balls painfully smacking up onto his dick and balls with her every down thrust.

His butt now taking busy taking a pounding, Willow let go of his cheeks so Brae's pelvis would have a little more cushin' for the pushin'. She enjoyed the sight of his butt rippling with every violent impact upon his soft meaty mounds, but her own hunger had been growing steadily by the minute, just as Brae's had. She crawled up to where is head was, forced into the mattress by the futa's grip on the back of his neck, and situated herself.

Scootching on her butt and spreading her legs, she positioned her snatch right in front of his face, and waited. It wasn't long before a longer pullback provided her with her opportunity. She grabbed a fistful of Skye's hair and yanked his head up brutally as she slid herself forward. She let go of his hair just as Brae's down thrust began, the force of the thrust and grip still on his neck forcing his face to be buried directly in her dripping, swampy cunt.

Her wet folds clung to his face and cheeks, forming a seal and making it next to impossible to breathe in more than a small, shallow gasp of air every few seconds or so. He tried using his hands to push himself off her snatch a little, or at least spread her lips apart to allow him easier access to air, but he felt his hands suddenly snatched up and pulled up. Willow wrapped her arms around his and hugged them tightly to her chest as she wrapped her legs around his head, locking him in place as Brae continued her brutal assault on his rear.

"Want to know a little secret, cocksleeve?" Brae grunted at him as she railed his face harder into Wil's sopping cunt. "I even had to keep some of the girls off you, too. I saw them all, making eyes at you when we were hanging out together, while you looked back like at them, ignoring me when I was right there! Did you ever notice how I started getting with a bunch of the girls that you liked? Yeah, sorry, but I guess I'd already kinda cucked you way before your birthday. I saw the way you looked at some of them, too, I guess I just got jealous, so I charmed 'em, and dicked 'em down so hard they forgot aaalll about you. It's a little embarrassing to admit, but I started to like doing it to you, too. Seeing how you glanced at them, their obvious interest in you, then taking them away and watching your face go blank as I showed up with them hanging off me and told you I'd fucked them. I'd planned on doing the same to Willow, too, but she made her move on you so fast I didn't have a chance to try and seduce her from you. then I got to know her, and saw how in love you both were...I thought I was done, that I'd have to settle with being nothing but a friend forever, so close to your but unable to touch you. I'm so happy the way things turned out, Skye. Not only did I get to cuck you again but now I get to have you, too."
Skye felt a wave of shame and humiliation wash over him at her confession. He'd never really talked to Brae about girls growing up, so he'd never allowed himself to get too upset when he'd found out she'd slept with a girl he liked. He'd just figured since they were friends, it made sense that they'd have similar tastes, but it had become a little frustrating as time went on that so many girls he'd liked ended up falling for Brae over him. And now, to find out she'd been doing it on purpose to isolate him, he felt sick. Sick and...flattered. He whined and yelled out his frustrations into the cunt his face was buried in. the cunt of the woman who had chosen him. Who loved him. He ate her with a new level of enthusiasm

"That's it baby, that's it! Cry and scream into my pussy, like a good fuck slave! You're just a toy to get me off now, and toys don't need to breathe! At least not until I'm fucking...satisfied!" Her hips undulated up as she finished, crushing his face even harder into her cunny.

It was heavenly agony, and it was exactly what he wanted.

He felt like an object as he was taken from both ends, struggling to breathe as they used him to slake their lusts. It was almost an ultimate form of love, to him, to be used in this way. To be wanted, needed, and loved so ruthlessly was comforting. Knowing that no matter what, these two beautiful, loving souls would never let him be alone again, was pure bliss.

It wasn't long before the pulses shooting out from within his ass began growing stronger, building up more and more, until they exploded through every nerve in his body. He screamed and moaned into Wil's well fucked pussy as she continued masturbating herself against his face, the vibrations of his cries only adding to her own stimulation. He desperately wanted Brae to stop for a moment, to give him a chance to breathe and calm himself down, but even if she paid attention to anything he'd say to her then, all she'd hear would be the blurbled splutters coming from Wil's pussy.

Her pounding cock forced him through his first anal orgasm and right down the barrel of a second, hot on its heels. His body convulsed even more violently as his helpless body was wracked by a second prostate climax, his eyes trying to roll even further back in their sockets as he realised maybe he'd bitten off more than he could chew.

'Fuck! I'm really...I'm gonna lose my mind! This cock...it's going to turn me into an actual bitch! I'll never be able to live without this cock and this pussy!' Tears of lascivious bliss filled his eyes as he lost himself to being utterly dominated by the pair.

Skye was beginning to have serious breathing problems by the time as Willow suddenly squealed pulled him harder into her cunt, squirting in his mouth and over his face, threatening to drown him in girlcum. Just as he began feeling his lungs burn with need for air, he felt her release his shoulder and neck, and he felt the pressure ease off the back of his head as her legs opened back up, releasing him.

"PPFffwwahhhh!" He coughed and choked for a moment, dragging in a ragged breath, before realizing his torso had been pulled up by Brae's strong arms, and pulling his arms away from Willow's restraining embrace. "D-...Daddy! Spli- Split me open Daddy! Fuck me harder!"

The futa drew his arms behind his back and slid one of hers through them, locking them in place behind him, as her other hands grabbed his face and turned his face towards hers. Her mouth devoured his in a passionate, ravenous kiss as she started bucking her hips into him again in fast, short thrusts. He could tell she was getting close again, and after being denied so many times tonight and the side of the bloat from her cum bladder, he was sure it was going to be a doozy.

Willow, a little put out at having her toy ripped away from her, almost straightaway went of the attack again, pouncing forward and wrapping her arms around his legs as her mouth swallowed his cock in one go. The practice for Brae's monster femcock must have paid off, because she was able to take all 6 inches of his dick to the base in a single movement. She immediately began sucking him off as he got fucked, her tongue coiling around and massaging his length.

Skye and Brae's kiss broke as she began getting more and more intense in her thrusts, licking his face, ear, and neck as she stroked his chest and tweaked his nipples.

"HRRKKK! HUUUHHG! GUURRKK! HUURRHH!..." He grunted and groaned as she rearranged his guts with her massive boy-breaker.

"Fuck, Skye!" Brae groaned into his ear as her tongue probed it. "I'm gonna...I'm gonna cum soon...Hhhrrggg, shit! I love you. I fucking love you. You...you belong to us now. To me. You're ours forever, and we're never going to let you go! We're gonna mark you, Skye! We're gonna mark you with our pussies, and our spit, and sweat, and...this!" She bellowed as she suddenly bit down into the muscle between his shoulder and neck.

His head flew back in pain as her teeth bit into the tender flesh, his cry squeaking from his throat at the intense mix of pleasure and pain.

Willow looked up at his strangled cry and released his dick with a loud sucking POP before rearing up and chomping down onto his right breast. Her teeth sinking in around his nipple as her tongue slithered and flicked over the hard nub excitedly. She didn't leave his dick alone, though, instead replacing her mouth with her hands as she began jerking him off and fondling his balls.

Skye sat helpless, stuck between his wonderful lovers, as they marked him as their property.

"Rrrhhhffffrahhhh!" Brae's jaw finally unclenched as her pelvis slammed into his hard. "Oh, fuck! Take it Skye! Take! My! Fucking! Cum!" She roared into his ear as her jaw clamped down on the other side of his neck, biting down hard and marking him again as she finally felt herself breeding the love of her life.

Her hips slammed up one last time, lifting his knees off the mattress as her cock pulsed and grew even fatter inside him. He felt the intense heat of her seed bloom deep within him as she shot rope after thick rope into his depths, unloading a day's worth of jizz, and many years' worth of pent up frustration and longing into his guts.

Willow released his breast as Brae began to cum, dropping back down to slurp noisily at his head as she continued jerking his shaft hard and fast, expertly coaxing out his own penile orgasm within a matter of seconds. As soon as she felt his dick pulse she took him deep again, setting him against the back of her throat as he began squirting his load, and moaning as she swallowed. But while His seed was dribbling out of his tip, Brae's torrent of cum was still going strong.

He looked down and realized in shock that he could only see the back of Willow's head as she swallowed him. His stomach had ballooned out, gaining what looked and felt like litres of cum-filled pot belly as her cock somehow kept shooting out more. The combined sensations of being filled as his prostate was continually crushed by the pulsating cock buried in him, all the while having his overly sensitive prick and balls suckled by Willow, wracked his body with another orgasm, this one the most powerful of all.

"UUUuuuUUUuuGGGGghhhHhhHH!! AaaaHHHHHHHAaaGGGHhHhhHHH!!" His scream shook the room as his body vibrated and spasmed violently.

This was it. There was no going back now. He couldn't live without these two anymore. He was addicted to their love.

Brae let go of his neck again and kissed him, her tongue invading his mouth as he screamed into hers. He felt Willow's mouth release his still hard cock, and begin licking her way up his torso, pausing every few inches to suck hard and cover her trail with love bites. Her trail of painfully strong hickeys reached the top of his neck as Brae's twitching cock began to die down, the flood of jism becoming a trickle in his bowels.

Her mouth joined his and Brae's as the three of them sloppily made out for a minute, lips and tongues mashing and entwining together. Skye panted as he was finally allowed to come down from his series of orgasms, but moaned again at the feeling of Brae's still engorged cock sliding out of him. Willow broke from the kiss and dropped back down to the mattress, sliding her head between his open legs as she lay on her back.

He felt the bump of every bulging vein hit his bitch button and stretch out his well fucked hole until the flared ridge of Brae's was the only thing stopping her mega nut from gushing out. Willow was taking care of the gloopy droplets that managed to leak out as she dragged her cock out, hooking her arms around his upper thighs and licking the underside of the futa's mammoth cock as it left him. With a forceful yank, Brae pulled the head out of his hole with a squishy POP.

Willow's mouth latched over his gaping boy-pussy and began chugging the torrent of baby batter that instantly began leaking from him. He felt a sense of relief to have that giant prick out of him, but also a sense of hollowness, despite the pressure of the cum still within him. He took a few seconds to breathe deeply as willows tongue snaked into his rectum, scooping out more and more of the creamy jizz from inside him.

The fun apparently wasn't over, though, as he suddenly felt himself pulled back down onto the bed by Brae's large hands. He wondered for a second that was coming before he saw the large futa straddle his face, holding her balls out of the way, and lower her cunt down onto him, grinding her dripping snatch onto him and threatening to suffocate him as Willow had earlier as the moist folds of her skin clung to him.

"No rest for the wicked, sweet cheeks." She said from overhead. "Put that hot little slut mouth to work and clean this pussy out like a good fuck-puppy. If you do a good enough job I'll even give you a nice reward when you're done."

He needed no further encouragement as he began lapping at her cunt like a dog, from gooch to clit, sucking and slurping down all the juice he could. When the outside was clean his little pink muscle delved inside, mining her hot love tunnel for every morsel it could find and dragging them back into his eager maw almost as energetically as Willow was with his asshole. Brae's hands explored his body as she moaned from his oral ministration, softly caressing him, dragging her nails roughly across his sensitive skin, twisting and pinching his nipples, and surprising him occasionally with a hard slap to the chest, stomach, or thigh.

The three of them went on for minutes before he felt and heard Brae shudder and moan with an orgasm, grinding herself into his face harder as her sack rested heavily on his neck and chest.

"Oh, shit! Fuck, you're good with your tongue, baby. Willow wasn't lying about that one bit." She praised him as her thighs trembled around his head. "Fuck... you've earned your reward, babe. Willow, better get out from there, I don't want to crush your head, girl."

Wil pulled her lips and tongue from his hole with a squishy POP, and suddenly bit hard into the soft ass meat of his right cheek, causing him to yelp loudly, before letting go and shimmying herself out from under him. Having eaten his anal cream pie down from a pot belly to only a slight distention, she patted her stomach and wiped her mouth with a forearm as the two traded places, Brea straddling over his crotch while Willow straddled his head, her pillowy cheeks wobbling less than a foot in front of his face.

"You gave me a cherry tonight, Skye." Brae said. "So I'll trade you one back. I can't give you the virginity from my pussy, unfortunately, but no one's ever taken my butt before, so I'll happily give it to you from my anal cherry, baby boy." She took hold of his cock at the base as she lowered herself onto him, her ring feeling just as tight against his dick as he'd felt against her monster.

Her hand darted back around to his battered hole and he felt two fingers quickly slip into him, a relatively easy task considering the girth of what he'd just taken, and scooped out some more jizz before slathering the thick goop onto his shaft and her asshole. With both of them now lubed, she lowered herself slowly down onto him, his tip pushing in against her unclaimed starfish, before popping in and embedding the head inside her bowels.

"Aaahh!" They cried in unison at the feeling.

"Well," Willow chirped. "Since the two of you are doing butt stuff..." She petered off as she still squatted over him and took each of her overly plump ass cheeks in hand and pulled them apart, exposing her own winking browneye, and dropping on over his mouth.

"Eat my ass, baby. Gobble me up like a good little boy and I'll let you take my butt, too, when she's done." He was sensing a pattern now, as yet again he wasn't given a proper chance to respond, as she let go of her cheeks and sent them crashing and bouncing over his face, burying more than half his head in the deep cleft of her marshmallow soft ass meat.

Her scent was earthy, but not unpleasant, considering she'd washed herself out well enough before his payback had begun. Experimentally, his tongue poked out from between his lips slightly, immediately hitting the wrinkled skin of her sphincter before retreating back into the safety of his mouth as he tried to work out how she tasted. Although he and Wil had been doing some kinky stuff in recent history, they still hadn't experimented put with anal play too much, so he was somewhat inexperienced with how a properly clean butthole should smell of taste. He swirled his tongue around in his mouth. She tasted...earthy, and a little bitter, but no too unpleasant.

He ate her ass like a man possessed as he felt Brae slowly lowering herself onto his dick until her cheeks were resting snugly on his pelvis, and her hot cock bobbed and tapped lightly along his bare torso.

"Oh, fuck me! You were right Wil, his little dick feels so good!" She ground in small circles onto him. "Ahhh! God, I can feel it hitting my prostate just right! Can you hear me, slut-puppy? Your dick really was made to fuck both of us. It's a perfect fit! Ahhhhn...fuck! I can't wait to feel you in my pussy, babe!"

She leant forward and began squat fucking him, pulling herself up and slamming herself down onto him, clapping her cheeks as she rode his dick like a madwoman as her own hard pole slammed down onto him with every drop. The remnants of her previous load and plenty of fresh precum splattered sloppily onto his as she fucked him with her ass. Willow grabbed him by a handful of hair and pulled his face harder into her own ass as his tongue probed her hole as deeply as possible, tongue fucking her backdoor for all he was worth as his head was squeezed wonderfully between her sweet, fat cheeks as he felt fresh, hot grool dripping down onto his chin and sliding down his neck.

The two rode him together for a long while, their moans and dirty talk interspersed by moments of wet kisses as they made out above him. Hands gripped his wrists, he wasn't sure who's anymore, and positioned his hands, one on one of Willows large soft tits, and the other on one of Braes smaller, firmer ones. He moaned into Wil's ass as, squeezing and kneading their tit flesh as they used him, his massaging becoming more desperate as he felt his balls tingle and tighten again with his impending second penile orgasm of the night.

"OHH FUUCKK!" Brae screamed as her she slammed herself down onto his cock extra hard, her body trembling and vibrating as her hole contracted around the root of his shaft as it milked him in the midst of her anal orgasm.

His body began tensing as his hips bucked up into her, his cry reverberating in the depths of her ass as he blew, balls deep in Brae's bowels.

"Ahh! Ahhhh! I can feel...I can feel your cum in me, Skye! Oh, fuck baby! Fill me up! Give me your jizz!" Her exclamation filled with sweet joy at feeling him cum for her.

Willow pulled and pushed her ass cheeks either side of his head, clapping them around his ears and wriggling herself onto his tongue.

"Fuck! Eat that ass, Skye! Your tongue's so good, you're a perfect little slut whore, baby! Shit!" She purred as she took up his hand on her breast and held it into her. "I love you, Skye. I love you so much. Aahhhhn! Brae..." Wil lifted herself off his face finally, and threw herself at Brae, grabbing her by the shoulders and throwing her to the side, his dick sliding out of her with a squishy *PLOP*.

The futa allowed herself to be manhandled by the small woman as she was forced onto her hands and knees in front of her. Willow spread Brae's as and dove in, sucking and slurping the cum from her asshole, making the futa's toes curl as she moaned and bit at the bed sheet.

"Aaaaanggggaahhgg! Sorry Brae, but I want his spunk! Aaahhhnllllnnnlllnnnn!" She moaned as she tongued her ass.

"Mmmnnnffff! Tha-...that's f-fine! I'll just- NNfff!...get some more from our cum-puppy later o-oooOOOHhHHh fuck!" She broke off as Willow started finger fucking her cunt as her tongue worked her back door.

"Be a good pup," Willow called to him from between Brae's cheeks. "Fuck momma's hole. Breed me baby, fill my ass with your spunk, Skye! Mmmnnnllahhhhhngggaahhhh" She demanded, before diving back into Brae's rear.

Skye got up to his knees and shuffled over to Willow's rear. His cock was a little painful, and hyper sensitive, but thanks to the drug cocktail still running rampant in his system fortifying his libido, was still rock hard and raring to go. He planted one foot outside her knee and grabbed himself, lining his tip up with her wet, tongue-fucked pucker as he used his other hand to spread one of her voluminous cheeks open. It only took a little pressure before he slid in, her ring of muscle hugging him tightly, as Brae's had, as he speared her.

Once past her clutching sphincter her insides were hot and soft around him. He sheathed himself balls deep into her, his balls pressing snugly against her excited snatch and soaking in her sticky juices for a moment before he drew himself back and began fucking her in earnest. His hands went to the top of her hips, grabbing the love handles as he used them to slam into her hard.

He loved the sight in front of him. Willow's thick cheeks rippling with every thrust as his pelvis slapped into them, her face buried in Brae's ass as she rimmed the futa who was now face down ass up and moaning into the mattress. This was heaven.

The three of them kept their positions for a while before Brae looked up over her shoulder at him, hunger back in her eyes. She slid forward, extricating Wil's tongue from her asshole and turned around to make out with the woman for a moment before spitting in her face and standing up. She walked on the mattress until she was behind him and set her feet to either side his knees, the tip of her fat cock nudging into the cleft of his butt and pressing against his backdoor.

"Daddy needs more of her pup's little hole, baby. Let her help you fuck momma's ass...like a real man." She purred over him as she grabbed him by the waist and bucked her hips forward, popping her thick cock past the trivial hindrance of his knot.

Despite how well he'd been fucked earlier, her cock burying itself halfway into him knocked the air out of his lungs like a gut punch. He practically fell over onto Willow as Brae continued sinking herself, inch by veiny inch, into his ass until her balls were knocking against his again.

For the next half hour the three fucked each other, or rather, Brae fucked him and fucked Willow using him as a proxy. Their sweaty bodies slapped and clung to each other as they moaned and came several times in the midst of their carnal miasma, Skye coming from his ass and dick, fulfilling Wil's request to seed her bowels. She transferred his cock to her loosened pussy halfway through their fucking now that he'd come, her cunt noticeably looser after taking the futa sized dildo and Brae's cock in the past couple hours.
But despite its less compressing grip, the soft loose flesh of her love tunnel provided its own new world of pleasure to him. His achingly steely dick glided in and out of her, more from the rhythmic fucking Brae was giving him than from his own volition, her slick, slack walls stroking him like a delicate glove, spasming every now and again as, despite his smaller member, she was rocked through orgasm after orgasm.

"Ahhh! M-...Mommy!" He was deep into this now, not even questioning himself as he called her that. "I'm gonna cum again!"

"D-...Do it, baby boy! Cum for Momma like a good little bitch-pup!" She panted encouragingly him as she suddenly began slamming herself into him, all three of their wet bodies loudly clapping together in their animalistic rutting.

He felt his balls contract as he came again, the sensation feeding the pleasure of his prostate being ground out by Brae's thick bitch-maker, and eking out another anal orgasm as his balls emptied themselves in his lover's hungry snatch with every thrust of the powerful futa railing him.

They were all dripping sweat and aching from their erotic exploits as Brae finally approached her second penile orgasm. Her breath becoming ragged from the extended exertion as she began raining spanks down onto his vulnerable ass.

*SMACK!... SMACK!... SMACK!... SMACK!... SMACK!... SMACK!... SMACK!... SMACK!...*

One after another until the impacts went from pleasantly hard, to stinging, to uncomfortable, to downright painful.

"Fuck! I own this ass now, bitch! UUNNFF! You're nothing but my little cock sleeve, Skye! HHRRF! Is that what you really want? UUNNGF! You wanna be- UUNNFF! Daddy and Mommy's sissy little bitch for the rest of your life? FUUGHH!" Every second word she uttered was punctuated by another wincing spank on his already searing cheeks as she mercilessly pounded into him.

"UUuHHhhUUHHh! YyYEEsSS DddAAAdddYYY! Ii'MM YYooURRr GGOoOdd SSiissSY PUuppPYY! Ii'MM yyooUuRr BbiiTTccHH!" He cried through his painful ecstasy.

"Uuughhhh! OOOHHH, FUCK!" Willow moaned from in front. "Do it Daddy! Breed our bitch boy again! Stuff him with your fucking alpha cock fill him with your spunk!"

"Here it comes, pup! Here comes Daddy's hot cream!" She shouted as she hilted herself and her balls slammed painfully into his as they unloaded their precious seed into him for the second time that night.

Heat bloomed in his core again, and he could feel it rising and swelling his insides as another multitude of thick steamy ropes were shot into him from her crotch cannon. The load was smaller than her first one, being a single pure load rather than a build-up of multiple, but he nonetheless felt his insides ballooning as they expanded to accommodate the sudden influx of nut butter. He reached to his deformed belly again, his hand resting just above the bulge of her embedded cock as he felt himself swell.

His mammoth-cocked futanari beauty of a best friend, come lover, sheathed in his ass unloading her spunk as he was balls deep in the moist cunt of his voluptuous, loving girlfriend. He had never been happier. Actually, no that wasn't quite right now, was it? He was sandwiched between his two lovers. His Mommy...and Daddy. A thrill ran through him at the thought, triggering another mini orgasm as Brae's pulsing cock began slowing its seed deposition.

Skye's heart was pumping a mile a minute as the stamina fortifying drugs began to wear off in his system. He slumped forwards on to Willow's wet back, their sweat and scents mingling together as he slowly began sliding to the side. His slagging movement causing a chain reaction which managed to bring his two lovers down with him, the three of them crashing to the mattress in a heap of bodies and tangled limbs, still connected via the short chain of dicks.

They lay there in their collective filth as Brae slowly stroked his matted head of hair, leaning in to lick his neck and gently nibble on his ear affectionately as Willow kept her ass pressed against him, caressing his thigh and arms as she practically glowed with post coital bliss.

"We should probably get things cleaned up a little..." She said after a few minutes of having enjoyed Skye's arms wrapped around her, as his dick stayed buried in her pussy, after so long apart.

He and Brae grunted their assent as they groaned and got up. His prick slipped out of Wil's cunt with a muted squish, but as he felt Brae begin drawing herself out of him, he quickly stopped her.

"No! Stop! I, uh...I don't think we want to make that kind of mess in here." He cautioned, imagining the torrent of jism that would be unleashed when she unsheathed herself.

"Yeah, he's right. Remember the clean up after his birthday, when I...well, you know?" Willow added, looking askance as she said it while rolling off the bed, obviously still somewhat ashamed by the whole incident.

"Okay, well, what then? I can't just keep myself in him all night, now can I? Ha hah!...unless..." He looked back at her face as she pouted her lips, pondering the possibility of keeping him as a cock-sleeve through the night.

"No. No, no, no. I'm not ready for that kind of...physical commitment...yet." He said quickly, trying to forestall any further though on the idea.

"Hmmmm?" Brae hummed as she looked down at him, amused by his sudden panic, as her eyes still somehow gleamed at him hungrily. "Weren't you just saying you wanted to be our little fuck-toy, bitch-puppy?" She teased him as she leant down and gave one side of his sweaty face a long lick with her tongue as she simultaneously twisted one of his nipples.

"I did! I do!" He tried explaining, while forcing himself to hide how much he relished the feeling of her molesting him like that. "It's just something we should probably, you know...work up to."

"Fuck you're cute when you're shy, babe. I can't believe we didn't do something like this sooner."

"I know, right?" Wil chimed in as she began organising some of the toys off the bed and started un-tucking the sheet and rubberized mattress protector from the bed. "I'm just so happy, though..."

She trailed off as she looked up at him and Brae, happy tears forming in her eyes as a trembling smile formed on her lips. "I'm so happy that things worked out, and...and that you're back, Skye...and we can all...move forward together..."

"Shit, Wil, stop it! Don't fucking make me cry now, I'm already so goddam dehydrated!" Brae laughed as she wiped the corner of her eye.

"Hey," Skye piped up. "Ummmm, I still have this cock in me, soooo..."

The three of them laughed together for a few moments, enjoying the levity before they collected themselves.

"Alright," Brae said as she wrapped an arm around him and began moving towards the edge of the bed. "To the bathroom, then." Shifting themselves awkwardly off the mattress, they were able to safely plant their feet on the ground with her 14 inch cock still in his back door, plugging up the massive volume of nut butter sloshing around his insides.

Willow gathered up the other two corners of the sheet and rubberized mattress protector as Brae wrapped her other arm under his and effortlessly lifted him off the ground, carrying him to the bathroom like a living sex doll, still impaled on her, as his legs dangled limply in the air.

Once in the bathroom she stepped the two of them into the tub and gently put him down, having to bend her knees slightly from his shorter height. Her dick was starting to flag as well by now, only being semi hard as she drew her hips back and slipping the cum covered shaft from his hole like a slimy, flesh coloured eel. As soon as her cockhead came free with a wet, filthy *plorp*, a deluge of warm futacum followed, draining from his gaped asshole.

Just as before when she'd removed her cock from him, he felt physically relived at the lessened pressure on his guts, but at the same time an odd sense of emptiness as the loss of her presence in him. He placed a hand on his stomach and pressed softly, forcing more of her load from his intestines. He felt a little weird shitting out Braes semen like that in front of her, but when he looked over his shoulder she just seemed fascinated, if a little dissatisfied.

"We're gonna need to buy you something to plug you up when I cream in you, Skye." She said as another blast of jizz shot from his ass, coating the tub and splattering over their bare feet.

"Yeah, I'm sorry, I know I'm making a mess-"

"No, that's not what I mean." She interrupted him softly. "I want...I want you plugged up, so it doesn't go anywhere. I want to see you bloated with my cum, and I want it to stay in you, like you're pregnant. I want to watch as it becomes a part of you..." She was staring into space, her eyes on his butt, before she shook her head slightly and locked eyes with him.

"Would...would that be okay?" She sounded so unsure, he could have almost forgotten that she'd been fucking his asshole like a jackhammer not 10 minutes prior, had it not been for the warm jizz leaking from it right now.

"Umm...yeah...I think...I might like that." He whispered back with a coy smile.

"'Might like' what?" Willow said as she joined them in the bathroom, her voice chirpy and happy despite the hours of strenuous activity she'd just been through.

"I want to buy a nice big, comfy plug for Skye's butt, so all my cream stays put when I breed him. Hmm, might need to find something for you, too, Wil...Something about having two pretty things like you two plugged full of my jizz gets me, like...really, really hot." Her semi hard cock twitched as if to evidence her claim.

Willow stepped into the bathtub, in front of him, just as the cascade of cum coming from his hole diminished to a trickle.

"That does sound nice!" She agreed as she brought her hands up to either side of his face and cupped his cheeks gently in her hands, forcing him to meet her adoring gaze. "How about it, puppy? Both of us can have matching cum-tummies!" It was almost magical, how she could make something like that seem so enticing.

"Y-Yeah!" He replied, his heart fluttering at the thought of the two of them, each looking 9 months pregnant as Brae held the back of their heads, and pulling their lips along either side of her gigantic cock shaft.

She lulled his lips to hers and they shared a deep, adoring kiss. Her love and relief at having him back, plainly evident the intimate, almost chaste, embrace of their mouths. He felt the final seams of his heart mending themselves, healing him completely before her lips withdrew from his, pure love shining in her eyes as she looked at him.

"Alrighty then," She said. "Time to get clean."

"Ahem! Uh, b-before we do that." Brae coughed from behind them. "I, uh...I want to do something first." The two of them looked quizzically at the tall futa blushing before them as she continued. "I, ahh...I wanted to...mark you, Skye..."

"Haven't we marked him enough, Brae?" Willow asked, gesturing to the array of bite marks, scratches, red hand prints, and hickeys which covered him almost from head to toe. "You creampied his boy-pussy, heck, we even squirted all over him!"

"Yeah, but...I wannapgnglnhm..." Her voice trailed as she spoke, her face becoming flushed a bright red.

"What..." Skye encouraged her. "What is it you want...Daddy?" He looked up at her with puppy dog eyes as her own widened slightly as her cock twitch again, strongly.

"I wanna...mark you with my pee...cause you're my slut-puppy..." She finally got the words out, sucking her lips in anticipation of their response to her bizarre request.

"Oh!" It was his turn for his eyes to widen as he contemplated her request.

He and Willow had never done anything with watersports, just like they'd never really done anything with anal play before they'd begun dabbling in the weeks prior to his birthday, but even she hadn't tried to pee on him when she'd been subtly bitching him. He wasn't the biggest fan of the idea of being pissed on, but considering all the things they'd already done that night, somehow wasn't disgusted by it, either. This had been a night of experimentation and debauchery, and he wanted them all to feel safe and accepted, kinks and all.

"O-...Okay. Should I, um..." He hesitated before carefully getting down onto his hands and knees in the tub, its floor slick and slimy with Brae's girlcum.

"Yeah, yes! Thank you, babe! Shit, I don't know what it is, but I just have, like, a primal kinda urge to do it, you know? Like, I'm claiming you as my personal bitch!"

"Ahem!" Willlow cleared her throat from behind him, her arms crossed under her massive tits as her foot tapped the tub's porcelain floor, irked.

"Oh! Sorry, Wil, poor choice of words, I guess? 'Our' personal bitch, how about that? Get in on this with me, girl. Piss on him with me."

"Hmmm, that's more like it. You don't mind, do you baby?" He looked down at his kneeling form below her.

"Well...in for a penny in for a pound, I guess." He said as he turned and shifted himself so he was sitting his sore butt on his heels between them.

"Just relax, pup, and close your eyes." Brae purred down to him as she took her 9 inch flaccid cock in hand, aiming it at him, as Wil lifted on leg and rested her foot on the lip of the tub to better spray him.

He complied, closing them tightly as he waited for them to cover him. He didn't have to wait long. After only a few seconds he felt the first warm droplets hit his chest and shoulders from either side. The faint drizzles turned quickly into thick, hot streams as they relaxed their bladders and unloading their combined torrents onto him.

He opened his eyes slightly, peeking up at them as they drenched him. Willow gazing down at him in rapt adoration as she held her lips open with two fingers, and Brae grinning deviously through half lidded eyes as she bit her lip in primal exhilaration.

"Eyes closed, pup." She chided him softly as she hefted her meaty trouser snake and brought her straw gold flow up his body and onto his face and head. Wil's stream followed suit as he briefly saw her shift her hips upwards to move hers to join Brae's, before the sprays hitting him forced him to shut his eyes tightly again.

Their golden shower lasted for nearly a full minute before thinning off down to a drizzle and finally stopping completely, and as a final act of ownership they each took a step forward and ground their crotches on either side of his head for a few seconds before stepping back again.

"That's my good boy." Cooed Wil as she bent down and took one of his arms to help him up, Brae taking the other side.

The three showered and cleaned, soaping and rubbing each other down as they cleansed themselves of their various combined bodily fluids, before stepping out and drying. Moving back to the bedroom naked, he saw Willow had bundled up the sheet and set it beside the room's trash can.

"No sense even trying to clean that thing after what we just did on it." She explained as she pulled out a blanket from the linen cupboard. "We'll need to buy some more robust sheets for next time."

"Better do it tomorrow, then." Brae added as she threw a few pillows back onto the bed for them. "I don't plan on holding myself back anymore now that I've finally got Skye and you, Wil."

"We'll probably need to look into getting a lot of new stuff." He said as all three of them crawled into bed with each other, Brae and Willow snuggling up to either side of him and pressing their warm, naked bodies into his under the cover. "New sheets, new furniture, a new bed, even a new place. I don't think either this place or your place can easily accommodate three people, Brae."

"Hah! And definitely not the little shit box you've been living in for the past few weeks, eh?" She laughed as her she reached down, positioning her soft python in between his sore, red cheeks.

"Yeah, definitely not." He agreed with a smile. "Hey, you'd better not have your way with me in my sleep!" He warned her off with a small chuckle as he wiggled his ass against her junk. "I'm gonna need at least a day of two to recover after tonight."

"Awwww, " Willow clucked as she pressed herself more tightly into him from the front, tucking his prick between her thighs and cunt as she pressed her soft chest into his. "Sorry, baby, but I don't think you're going to be getting a choice in that, for a while at least. We've all got so much lost time to make up for, and after all, your own cute little bitch-pup, now. And a good puppy does what their Mommy and Daddy tell them to do."

"That's right, little boy." Brae added from behind him again. He could practically hear the smirking grin as she spoke up. "Don't worry though. We'll train you to be the perfect sissy pup for us. We'll train you so well, and smother you in so much love, that you'll never even think of life without us again. Like I've always told you, Pet, 'When I find who I want, I'll never let them go.'" She whispered to him as she licked his ear.

"She's right, baby. We're never letting you go again. You're ours forever, now." Willow agreed, licking up his chin before planting a sensuous kiss on his lips.

Skye smiled into the darkness as he felt himself drifting off to sleep sandwiched between his two lovers. He was contented, truly and utterly, as he drifted off, eager for the beginning of the rest of his life as he finally succumbed to his happy exhaustion. He loved them both with all his heart. His beautiful Willow, and his powerful Braeanna.

His loves...His goddesses...

*****

**Aaaaand that's a wrap! I hope you all enjoyed the ride :)

Thanks to everyone for their kind words and encouragement on my first foray into public uploads! This is the end of Skye, Willow, and Braeanna's story (although there might be an epilogue somewhere down the line), but there will be more stories coming, centering as always on 'futadom on male'. I look forward to uploading more soon!

-Jamie **
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