Note: Another old-ish one. I tried going through and fixing the tense, but eventually gave up since there's so many times I swap.

Tracer section involves pain. Ana/Pharah involves incest. Widowmaker involves humiliation. All involve anal.

Tracer

Simone greets me as soon as I'm plugged into the Sim.

"Back already? That's got to be a new record."

"Yeah, yeah, I know, I just can't help myself."

"Not many can unfortunately. So, what can I do for you today James?"

"Overwatch."

"Overwatch?"

"Yeah, Overwatch. It's a video game. What can I say? The gals in it are pretty hot, for a bunch of pixels."

"Neeeeeeeeerd," Simone said, though the word came from everywhere as a drifting whisper.

"You've said that already. So can you do it or are there like legal issues or something?"

"Course I can, though I can't let you take any of the Sim footage out with you is all."

"Eh, I can live with that. Pop me in whenever."

"Compiling now."

~

The familiar effect takes place again, but this time, as reality came back into focus, the world took on the aesthetics of the Overwatch one. Bright colors and cartoonish designs swept away the realism of the world.

I looked down and immediately recognized I'm the character McCree based on the outfit. Huh, not what I was expecting but I appreciated Simone's creative license.

As I took everything in and got use to my new body, someone knocks on the door.

"Come in," I said without thinking. The voice wasn't my own. The Southern drawl I'd suddenly been equipped with surprised and tickled me.

I can't help myself. "It's high noon," I say to myself. Heh.

Tracer walks in a moment later and despite the cartoony aesthetic, she looks incredible; her character model was like an upgraded version of the games model to the point where it was just a hair away from being lifelike and realistic. "Howdy there Trace," I said, sliding into the role.

"Hey Jesse... I'm just gonna get right to it. Mercy's been nagging the girls on the team nonstop. Talking about stress, performance, team duties and how we can help each other out and stuff and she just doesn't take no for an answer." The words tumbled out quickly one after another. Tracer sighed. "The girls and I couldn't take it anymore, we decided to just give in, so, here I am."

"Right, there you are Trace. You mind backing up a bit and telling me what this is all about?"

Tracer flushes a shade pinker and takes her time to spit things out. "Angela went on and on about all these statistics about performance and mental acuity but in the end she just wants the gals to help out with stress relief really."

"Stress relief? You mean like a drink? Hell we do enough of that already don't we Lena?"

"I'm not on about a chinwag Jesse, more intimate, you know."

"Wow there little lady, you saying what I think you're saying?" I said with a grin.

Tracer doesn't appreciate the teasing and snapped at me. "You wanna shag or not?"

I smiled slowly and chuckled to myself. "Well, since you put it so nicely, I reckon I do."

Tracer rolled her eyes. "Bollocks. The things I let Angela talk me into." She moved to undress but I held up a hand.

Getting Lena down to her knickers might have been nice, but I kinda had a thing for her keeping her clothes on. At least some of them. The skintight yellow leggings she wore complimented her legs so well I just didn't want to see them come off just yet. "Wait one Trace, you mind keeping those pants a yours on, always been a mighty big fan of them."

"Well how are we meant to shag if I keep them on?"

"Come 'ere."

Tracer walked up to me. "Turn around would ya."

Lena does so and gives me a perfect view of her tight little ass. It's not big, nothing I can really bury my face into but it's a cute little thing and exactly what I prefer. Pulling out a knife I cut a little hole out of her tights right where her asshole is.

Hearing the sound of material being sheared, Tracer reached back around to feel and huffs. "Dammit Jesse! Winston's gonna bite my head off. It not easy making stuff that comes with me when I recall you know... Wait, hold on a tick, that holes too high, it doesn't even reach... Oh bugger."

"Yup. Got a problem?"

"No," she said, the word long and drawn out. "Like Mercy says, team comes first, and apparently butt stuff is better for team building, or so she says. Don't know how that's supposed to work though," Tracer said, her tone sounding a little suspicious.

Pulling down my pants, I see a cock that isn't my own either. It looked a touch bigger than the big setting I'd ask Simone for. I'm wasn't complaining.

I tell Tracer to sit down on my cock. She looks back and eyes it, growing suddenly nervous. Lena chewed her lip for a moment before spitting into her hand and rubbing it into her backside. Having done all she can, she grabbed my cock and placed the tip against her brown entrance.

"Alright Tracer, show time," she said, psyching herself up a moment before lowering herself down on me.

Impressively, it doesn't take long before I feel myself pop past her sphincter and into her asshole. Her tiny ass clamps down on me like a vice, hugging every inch of my cock. It doesn't feel like she's ever had anything up here before. As I enjoy myself, Tracer is breathing in deep, steady breathes to calm herself as she continues working me deeper into her ass, all the while muttering and swearing about Mercy.

Again, I'm impressed by how fast she's able to take me all the way down to the base despite her obvious discomfort. It's barely been a minute and she's already swallowed the whole thing. "Well, that's that," she said when I was finally balls deep.

You mean it's a start. Now up you get and do it again."

Tracer groans but dutifully pulls herself up and begins sliding down again. I think it's the military training in her that pushes her. Her bounces up and down after that first one are half-hearted though, she only takes the top half rather than the whole thing. "Hey now Trace, I need you to take the whole thing. And a bit faster would ya?"

"Can't believe I let Mercy talk me into this, no idea how she does it all the time," Tracer said, grumbling under her breath but does what I say all the same. She works it a bit deeper every time and does start speeding up. I lay back to enjoy watching her use her asshole to jerk me off.

Only a few minutes went by before she's finally swallowing the whole thing every bounce and throwing herself down on me as fast as she can manage but the positions bad and doesn't let her bounce up and down as fast as she could otherwise. I take it as a chance to tease her a bit. "Tracer finally slows down for once, never thought I'd see the day."

"Hey! That's not fair, it's this position. Hold on love." Tracer got off me, spun around and pushed me, forcing me further onto the bed before climbing up onto it with me. She straddled me reverse cowgirl before plopping herself back down onto my cock. "You want fast, I'll show you fast."

Tracer used her core and started levering her ass up and down my cock rather than just bouncing on it. It lets her jerk me off much faster now not to mention giving me an amazing view of my cock disappearing up her ass.

Tracer's was having less fun. Her brows were furrowed with a pained expression and she was swearing occasionally but despite it all, soldiered on. As the minutes ticked by, her ass started loosening up more and more. By the 30 minute mark, Trace didn't look like she's in that much discomfort anymore. She's finally stretched out enough that my cock is effortlessly sliding up her ass in a blur. I grabbed a hold of her and pulled her off for just a moment to see. Tracer sighed out in relief as I do. I used my thumbs to spread open her cheeks and see her asshole give me the cutest little gape. It took a bit of work, but I'm glad to finally see her asshole gape open, even if it's only a little one.

"Enjoying the view are ya? Think you could settle for just the view?" Tracer said jokingly.

"Not a chance Trace."

"Bollocks. Well, can't blame a girl for trying."

I guided her ass back down onto my cock and give it a little slap. Tracer takes the cue and quickly gets back to it. See Tracer bounce her ass on my cock is just too good, I relax and spend a long while just savoring things.

"Now that's more like it. It's a crying shame you couldn't start off this way Trace."

As soon as I said it, Tracer sorta loses her rhythm and slows down a bit. I see her frown with thought for a moment before I heard her mutter. "Dammit Mercy, the things I do."

"About that, my chronal accelerators had a few tweaks," she said, speaking up. "I can go back more than just a few seconds now. I guess I could go back to before you stretched things out. Give you a fresh asshole to work with," she said before muttering under her breath again "Won't be any bleeding fun for me though."

"Hell yeah Trace, I like the sound of that, why didn't you say so sooner. Back you go."

Rolling her eyes, Tracer adjusted some settings on her accelerator and recalls. A ghost image of her rapidly moves around in reverse motion until Tracer's standing back there at the entrance to my room. Tracer comes over and straddles me again like before. I can see the hole I cut in her tights is still exactly the same but her asshole looks like it's never been touched, like the last half hour never even took place.

She goes through the motions of spitting and lubing up again before trying to sit down on me. The recall meant she was every bit as tight as when we just started so everything was bound to be just as rough on her. But the last half hour had also gotten her used to that discomfort so with a grimace Tracer managed to stuff myself all the way into her rear.

A second later, she resumes rapidly levering up and down on me just like before, only this time she's so much tighter my cock no longer effortlessly slides up her butt. Lena has to fight her way down every time but she seems determined to get back to the same pace she was going at before. I join in to help start thrusting back to meet her. The first sudden thrust gets a squeak out of Lena and she punches my chest.

"Wanker. Tell me before you do that."

I held up my hands in surrender.

"Bloody hell, I'm never getting used to this, literally," Tracer grunts out after a minute. "Not when I keep recalling. It feels like you're the first guy ever up there. Dammit Jesse, the first times meant to be all slow and gentle like, I'm not supposed to be bouncing up and down like a madwoman."

"Sorry Trace, just a little longer. God damn, it just feels so good."

"Well I'm glad one of us is having fun. You better be enjoying this, it's no walk in the park for me you know."

I may have lied a little. We spend another ten minutes fucking like that before Tracer growls out between clenched teeth. "Just tell me when things start to get loose again."

"What, why?"

"So I can recall back and make sure you always have something tight to shag? Now whose the slow one."

"Hold on now, I meant why volunteer, you clearly ain't having a hoot."

Tracer forces the words out, her eyes tightly screwed shut all the time. "Well, I was just thinking. S'like Mercy says, we've all got a role to play on the team. The other gals are doing their part, even Ana. I shouldn't moan about having to do mine," she said. "And, all the other girls have their thing y'know? Mei does that kinky stuff, Zarya does the big stuff, Mercy's got the experienced doctor role nailed down. I figure maybe this could be my thing? Let the blokes have fun stretching out my arse like it's the first time, every time. Like if the team ever gets bored of experienced girls like Mercy and want a fresh set of holes, they come to ol' Tracer here. Heheh, I could be like the teams resident anal virgin, always with a tight hole to spare," she said with a light laugh breaking out of her.

"That sounds nice but mighty rough Lena, it won't be too fun first time round specially with some folk. You sure about that?" I hoped she was.

"Sure as sure can be. I've been shot before you know, and burned, and D.va bombed, and earthshattered but the 'ol chronal accelerators always patched me right back up. Doubt getting shagged in the butt could be any worse. So don't you fret about making me walk funny, I'll just recall and be good as new. If you wanna go at it, go at it, just pretend I'm Mercy."

"Iunno Trace, sounds a bit much," I said, playing the reluctant role, hoping she'd try even harder to convince me.

"Come on, I saw how much fun you had getting my arse to gape before, it's no fun when if it opens up right away I reckon, better to work up to it. Don't you wanna try that again? Heheh, we could make a game out of it, see how long it takes you to get my butt to gape or make it look like Mercy's after she's had a session with a bloke. Actually, I wonder how long it'd take to ruin a pristine arse? Say Jesse, how long you think it'd take you to turn this arse inside out? No limits, just 0-100 as fast as you can."

That did it. "Aw hell Trace, you've got a way with words. Alright, recall again for me then would ya?"

Tracer gets off me and recalls again, I watch as her asshole loses it's stretched out appearance and tighten back up. Spurred on by her words, I suddenly grab her and throw her back onto the bed. I grab the back of her knees and place them over my shoulders. Grabbing my cock, I think big, and immediately feel myself grow to an even larger size, adding another inch of length and half that of width. I spit on her asshole and start forcing my larger cock into her newly tightened ass.

As soon as the head of my cock slips past her brown star Tracer gasps. "Bugger, it's worse than I remember."

Tracers so small the sight of her tiny asshole stretched so dangerously tight around my cockmeat looks impossible, it just doesn't look like it has any right to fit. I ignore all her squirming and swearing and just push relentlessly until I'm bottomed out in seconds. I immediately move onto pounding her asshole like an animal from above with long, deep and fast strokes, never giving her a second's reprieve. I can't get over how tightly she's wrapped around my me, she's essentially a virgin there now but taking it like a pro.

Tracer lets me ravage her asshole without complaint. Her hands grip the sheets with a white knuckled death grip but she soldiers on and endures. I start pulling my cock entirely out and plunging it back in all at once, this is a lot worse for her because after taking a few plunges, Tracer finally screams for the first time. I immediately pause. "Sorry Trace, want me to stop doing that?"

"Depends love, how's it look down there?"

Pulling out my cock, I take a look at her ass and see that it's got a tiny little gape again despite only been minutes at most. "Starting to gape, but only just barely."

"In that case, wanna try that some more?"

"Trace, it seems like it really hurts."

"Yeah well, that's not your problem. Come on Jesse, don't chicken out on me now. I'm telling ya, go ahead and pound that arse till its torn open, then we can do it again, as many times as you need to cum." The words that came out were driving me wild but were clearly forced and just said for my benefit. I loved Trace all the more for taking it all for me.

"Aw Trace, I don't deserve ya."

I resume pulling out and plunging into her, again and again ruthlessly for long minutes. And after finding and applying some lube, it becomes even easier to slide in regardless of how tight she is.

Changing position, I lift Tracer up and fuck her standing. She's so small and light I easily manage move her around. Grabbing her hips, I throw her down on my cock and pull her up as fast as I can. At this point I'm less fucking her and more just using her body as a sex toy to get off with.

"God damn Trace, you've got no idea how good your ass feels on me."

"Yeah I bet, glad someone's enjoying this," she groaned out, her eyes still clenched shut.

Tracer eventually switches tack and brings her hand to her pussy, rubbing furiously to try and alleviate the pain and discomfort she's going through, it sorta seems to work because she starts squirming less now.

"You alright Trace?" I ask her.

"Yup, I'm peachy. Just trying to have some fun of my own while you're using my arse," she replies, sounding surprisingly at ease.

As I continued using Tracer, I found out that if you completely disregard comfort, you can turn a virgin asshole into a swollen gaping mess in a little under half an hour. Though Tracer bet me she could beat that time if she were riding me instead. I spend the next hour jackhammering into Tracers asshole, getting her to recall 4 or 5 more times until I'm finally ready to cum.

"Trace, I'm gonna cum, where do you want it?"

"Fuckin' hell, bloody anywhere I don't care just do it."

Well looks like Tracers hit her limit, she's finally starting to get upset by all this painful sodomy. I drop her down onto the bed and grab her head, forcing my cock past her mouth and into her throat before she can react. Her eyes have been squeezed shut for most of our fucking but finally snap open in shock when I force myself into her mouth. She looks up at me and narrows her eyes dangerously. Just as she does I start shooting my load down her throat, making her choke and sputter, ruining the effect of the glare. Tracer tries to pull back but I keep my hands firmly on the back of her head, keeping her in place as I unload down her throat.

Pressed down like that, Tracer's got no choice but to swallow again and again to avoid choking. I keep her head pinned like that for almost a full minute before I finally let her off. As soon as she is, she sucks in deep, desperate gasps of air to catch her breath.

Eventually Tracer manages to recover. "Gross, that's a new one. Dammit Jesse, I probably would have said yes if you just asked, did you really need to sneak it up on me like that?"

"Ya said anywhere Trace"

"Tosser."

Tracer lays back onto the bed and gingerly touches her asshole, wincing when she does. She recalls again and her shoulders slump in relief when she rematerializes.

"Well, that hurt. Can't believe I have to do that like 10 more times..."

"Wow there, ten more times? What are you on about?"

"Yeah, my turn making the rounds today, seeing to everyone else. Off to see Junkrat next. Ugh, can't stand the guy, I hate that he's probably really going to love this. Though what's really got me worried is Reinhardt and Roadhog."

"Heh, well, have fun with that Trace. And thanks for doing this, jerking off with your ass was the most fun I've had in a while."

"Yeah yeah, I guess it's something you can look forward to every week and a bit then when I'm on again. Cya Jesse."

"Wait, actually, you said everyone's got a day, mind telling me when Ana's is?"

"Ana eh? Heheh, didn't figure you for the type. Well, she's on in three days Jesse. And just between me and you, you're in for a surprise when you see her. Toodaloo."

"Thanks Trace, see you around."

With that, Trace gives me a wave and heads off.

~ Epilogue

Tracer was always good for a quickie, even on her off days, happy to pull down her tights and give up her butt for a few quick minutes of fast, rough sodomy. The team and I had learned we could always count on Tracer to let us dump a quick load in her ass if ever we got a sudden urge and none of the other girls were around or busy.

She quickly got used to the new way things are done and within a few weeks, despite always having a virgin fresh asshole, was always riding cocks like a damn jack rabbit. Figuring out she could use her chronal accelerator to bounce up and down faster than possible otherwise, she got everyone off faster than any of the other gals on the team much to her satisfaction. Getting Tracer's ass wrapped around your cock felt like being stroked off by a fleshlight attached to a fuckmachine on its highest setting, it was just that blurring and a total sensory overload.
I had Mercy's biotic fluid to thank for it. Without it, Lena would struggle for the first few minutes to take the guys down to the balls. But with it? Trace could ignore her body's tightness and screams of protest to force feed whole cocks up her ass in seconds without even needing to warm up. Some days she could even finish off the whole team in less than an hour, blinking from room to room. In fact, she actually did end up making a game out of it. During one of her days, Trace had the whole male roster group up together, saying she wanted to try speed running through all of us, not everyone liked the idea but Lena could be really persuasive when she tried.

Taking our positions and getting our cocks out, Tracer would straddle us and jerk us off with her asshole one by one, zipping her ass from cock to cock in the time it took to blink, never giving her ass a seconds respite or the chance to wink closed. Pushing her chronal accelerator to the absolute limit, she showed off one of her new tricks. As she blinked from one cock to the next, she'd leave behind an afterimage that was more than an afterimage; past, present and future iterations of Tracer appeared to exist simultaneously, each taking care of the assembled man meat. Essentially having three asses to work with, Tracer managed to blow through the whole team in record time. Though records are made to be broken and Trace would every so often hold these gang bangs to see if she could beat her time.

~ Miscellaneous

Seeing Trace in the hallway, I stop to say hi and make some small talk.

As soon as we're up close, Tracer spins around and pulls her tights down to expose her cute little butt while I pull out my already stiffening dick, as is routine.

"Howdy Trace, how's Emily treating ya?" as the words are leaving my mouth, Tracer's already grabbed my cock and fed it into her butt. Within seconds I'm pumping into her virgin tight ass while she thrusts back to meet my pumps.

"Same old same old, you know how it is Jesse. Women, can't live with em', can't live without em."

"Trouble in paradise?"

Tracer sighed with pent up frustration. "Emily's been chewing my head off lately over Mercy's new program, she doesn't like it one bit. I keep telling her it doesn't mean a thing, that the team just uses my arse to get off is all but she just won't drop it."

"Aw Hell Trace, sounds rough. Iunno what to say, maybe bring her in and have Mercy talk some sense to her?"

Tracer thinks for a moment before replying. "Anything's worth a shot at this point, I might give it a go but she'll probably just yell at me some more," she said right as I finished up and shot yet another load of cum up her asshole. Pulling herself off my dick, Trace spins around to face me and drops to her knees. She gives me a cheeky peck on the tip of my cock. "Look I'm only doing this because you're not half bad Jesse McCree, but don't go telling the rest of the lads I do this, then they'll all want it. She said before swallowing my cock whole and licking it clean. The sudden act of filth shocks and excites me since Tracer practically never does ass to mouth. It's over as quickly as it begins though, leaving me disappointed. Tracer pulls back and springs to her feet.

"See you round Jesse," she said as she walks off.

Ana/Pharah

The team's spending the day at the beach when Ana's turn comes around. Even though Mercy's little project technically involved her, I figured she'd probably be getting less attention than the rest of the girls on the team, except for Reinhart and Soldier 76, old soldiers tended to stick together after all. But instead, everyone was in for a surprise.

~

At first glance, it looked like Pharah was coming onto the beach but she was wearing something completely unlike her, a tiny, thread thin black bikini that showed off basically every inch of her ass and barely covered her tits along with a blue cap. It wasn't until she got closer we all recognized Ana from the older pictures in the Overwatch archives. She looked 30 or more years younger, she actually looked younger than even Pharah does now.

It turned out she'd undergone Mercy's nanomachine rejuvenation therapy, she'd always been a handsome woman before but now she was just plain gorgeous. Everyone's attention was on her and she seemed to be enjoying the renewed attention from men. Soon enough, Morrison, myself and everyone else was offering Ana a drink. Ana could typically handle her drink well enough but maybe the new body wasn't something she was used to, because she seemed to get drunk pretty fast yet kept downing the cocktails handed to her. Pharah floated around Ana and us though, she seemed to be pretty upset about how the guys and her mom were behaving.

Soon enough, the guys and I persuaded Ana to loosen up some more and had her take off her top. Soon after that, we had her face down with her ass up on a towel ready to take one from the team. Luckily me, I got first dibs. Getting onto my knees behind her, I pulled aside her bikini bottoms to the side, lined my cock up with her ass and pressed against her asshole, not into it, just enough pressure to let her know where I was going.

"You mind Ana?" I asked, leaning over her back.

She just mumbles something I can't make out, takes another sip from the drink she's still holding and rocks her ass back against me. Now that I understood.

Just as I'm about to push in Pharah seems to finally have had enough and butts in loudly. "Jesse, that's enough. Let me switch places with her, ma-ma's in no condition to do that."

Ana this time manages to say something coherently. "Hush now Fareeha, boys will be boys, let them have their fun, I don't mind. In truth, I've missed this, missed feeling this way. I don't need to be rescued Fareeha." Ana cranes her head back to address me. "Come now Jesse, before the others get impatient."

This seems to get Pharah to stop but she doesn't look any happier about things. I press myself into Ana's asshole. It's not quite as tight as Tracer's but I can still barely fit at first. I only manage to press in a few inches before I meet resistance. Pulling back a little, I thrust back in with more momentum, slowly pummeling past her tightness. Minutes tick by as I slowly work my cock deeper and deeper into Ana's ass with her groaning and gripping the towel all the while. Finally after a long while I manage to sink in all the way down to the balls. I get off on Ana's reaction. Despite her obvious discomfort, she sighs deeply and contently as I bottom out. I manage to just barely make out the words she breathes out. "Ahhhh, it's been too long."

"Enjoying yourself too?" I asked, happy with the fact she's getting off on the buttfucking.

"Mmmmmm yes Jesse, thank you for asking. Even if it has to be anal, it's better than nothing. Tell me, how does it feel back there, Mercy promised it'd be like the old days again."

"You're going to have to pry me off."

Ana chuckled to herself lightly. "Have fun Jesse," she said sleepily before continuing to sip at her drink.

I spend a long time, casually sodomizing Ana. Even when I move on to fucking her with deep, fast strokes, she takes me easily, keeping her ass up in the air and never flinching away.

Pharah stands close by and watches things with crossed arms and a frown. Her eyes flick to the male lineup of the team behind me with concern every now and then. I can't tell what she's thinking so ignore her for the most part.

I pull out fully from Ana, making sure to spread her asshole open with my thumbs when I do. She's gaped openly lewdly for a few seconds before her ring starts closing back up. Ana's got a beautiful gape, the skin around her asshole is smooth and forms almost a perfect O shape that begs to be filled. I look over to Pharah and see she looks surprised by the sight, and maybe it was just my imagination, but a little jealous too? I move round to Ana's front, her eyes are closed and I have to slap my cock against her face a few times to open them. When she does, she looks up at me, then back down at my cock before shrugging.

"Boys will be boys," she repeats before opening her mouth and giving me a lazy blowjob.

I glance back at Pharah and it tickles me to see her staring angrily at me as I go ass to mouth with her mother. I pull my cock against Ana's cheeks a few times, popping them out of her mouth again and again, using her mouth to clean off my cock and really making sure she gets a taste of her own asshole.

"Heh, didn't realized you'd be such an easy whore Ana."

Pharah gasped at the words but her mother didn't seem to take any offense. "You learn a thing or two by my age."

Moving back to her ass, I line up my cock again and slam into her in one hard thrust down to the balls. Even with the alcohol relaxing her, I get some more groaning out of Ana as she flinches and pulls her ass away and off my cock.

"Don't do that!" Pharah suddenly yells at me, stomping up to us.

I press my hand down on the small of Ana's back, bringing her ass closer to me and give Pharah and innocent look. "What, this?" I said as I slammed back in again, eliciting yet more groaning and mewling from her mom. She pulls away from me again but this time lowers her ass herself back down a moment later.

"Stop that Jesse! I'm warning you."

"Hey now Pharah, Ana signed up for this, ask Mercy yourself if you've got a problem with it, ain't nothing wrong with what I'm having," I said as I slam in suddenly some more, each time getting more groans from Ana and increasing concern from Pharah.

"Please Jesse!"

"I ain't hearing no good reasons to."

"Because... Because I'll take her place, you can have me instead."

"Why should I, I'm liking things here."

I see her thinking furiously to herself before replying. "Because I'll be more fun, I promise. I won't just lay there, and you can have me anytime, anywhere, whatever you want, doesn't even have to be my day. Please Jesse."

"Hmmmmm, that is a mighty fine offer. I'm gonna have to think on it, gonna have to compare what's on offer. Come on over here Pharah, and take that off would you," I said pointing to her bikini, a much more conservative piece that covers more skin.

Pharah nervously pulls off her top and shucks off her bottoms, showing off her gorgeously toned and atheletic body. She and her mother could pass as sisters at this point.

"Well, get on top of her," I said nodding to Ana.

Pharah reluctantly straddles her mom, whose passively just lets this all happen without comment. I watch Pharah lay down onto Ana, pressing her tits tight against her mom back and stacking her ass on top, giving me another set of holes to choose from. I press my cock against Pharah's asshole now, probing slightly. "Decisions, decisions. Both these holes are so nice, why should I pick yours?"

"Because I'll love it," Pharah said in a quiet whisper. It was no secret on the base that Pharah seemed to be enjoying the new arrangements even more than most of the guys did, but she stubbornly refused to admit it. Hearing her finally say it was a treat. "You can use my asshole as hard as you want and I'll only love it more the rougher you are. You'll barely get a smile from ma-ma, but I can cum from ass fucking, it's all I need."

"Well colour me surprised. Alright then, you win."

With my cock already slick from Ana's mouth, I slide my way into Pharah asshole with much more practiced ease than I did with Ana. As I do, Pharah's body language changes, before she was tense and upset, but as soon as I bottomed out in her ass, she seemed to relax, something I'd rarely see in Pharah. I began sawing in and out of Pharah's asshole when she speaks up. "Unh, Jesse, you don't have to be so gentle, I wasn't just saying that before. I really meant it. You can be rougher... I'd like you to be rougher."

Perking up, I forgo the warm up and start slamming my whole length, down to the balls up Pharah's ass. I enjoy watching the way her asshole grips my cock, with the muscles around it gripping my cock as I pull out. I especially enjoy seeing her asshole yawning open like a pink flower every time I pull out completely. Pharah's gaping asshole by comparison looked a lot messier than her mothers. It wasn't a perfect O shape, it had a more worn out look with the skin around the asshole ridged and slightly purple. Every time I left her ass, my cock would tug at the pink walls of her rectum, pulling them out slightly before they retreated back in. Instead of retreating from this abuse, Pharah would push as I pulled out, accentuating her gape and showing off her guts. She seemed to sigh every time she did.

"Well, well, well, I can honestly say I didn't expect this from you Pharah, I reckon there must be a story behind all this, you mind sharing?"

"Time at Helix," she mewled out slurringly.

"Details Pharah, otherwise I move back to your mother,"

At that, Pharah focused and started talking as I continued to rapidly bottom out in her.

"The men and women under my command never knew which mission or assignment would be our last, things were stressful so we... enjoyed each other's company, it helped," Pharah said as she slowly breathed out her story between moans and gasps. "I guess Mercy got the same idea. There were some men who happened to be very fond of my ass, something they made clear a lot. It started off normally enough but the assfuckings kept getting wilder and wilder the long things went on. It was so good for morale though I didn't want to stop, at least that's what I told myself. I don't know how it happened but I started like it, then love it. Now hard and rough's the only thing I enjoy anymore. I feel so dirty, so wrong, it's so good... Are you satisfied Jesse?"

"Oh yes Pharah, very. I'll make sure the rest of the team knows what you enjoy, no need to thank me." Pharah turned to glare at me but at the same time seemed nervously excited.

Knowing she loved it this way I started slamming in as fast as I could, grabbing her hips and pulling her back into me as well. But that wasn't all. I thought bigger to myself and felt my cock grow suddenly, adding another two inches or so on to it. Those extra inches made Pharah shiver when I got them into her. It was obscene seeing almost nine inches of cock disappear entirely up Pharah's ass so fast while she absolutely delighted in it. She enjoyed everything I did to her, whether it was keeping my cocking inside, or pulling it out entirely before slamming in down to the balls, or dipping the head in repeatedly or even stirring with my cock still inside her. Nothing was too much for her and everything I did only seemed to excite her more. Boy was she telling the truth.

After pounding her ass savagely for another quarter hour she was like putty in my hands when she finally came. I felt her asshole clench around my shaft and her shiver and shake as her girlcum leaked out of her pussy and dripped down her mother's ass, all without either of us having so much as touched her pussy.

"God I've missed this," Pharah moaned out as she relaxed in the afterglow of her orgasm.

I spend a few more minutes gently sawing in and out of her asshole as she smiled and absent mindedly played with her mother's tits before pulling out. Looking at Pharah's asshole I see it looks a lot worse for wear, looking definitely red and puffy now.

"Pharah you alright? Thing's ain't looking too pretty down here."

"I'm OK, better than OK actually. I've really missed that, you've got no idea Jesse. You don't have to stop, you can keep going if you want, I really won't mind, I just need a few minutes to recharge."

"That's alright Pharah, I've got other plans," I tell her before swapping back into Ana's ass but not before reverting back to my previous 7 inches. Ana gasps because of how sudden it was, surprising Pharah whose head was resting against her mothers.

"You said you'd leave her alone!" Pharah complained weakly.

"I did, and I have, she's only gonna get half my attention now, sorry Pharah, that's the best I can do."

"No Jesse, you have to promise you won't treat her like you just treated me though. She can't handle that much. If you want to destroy an ass you use mine, alright Jesse?"

"I'll try Pharah, but no promises."

Seeing how she wasn't going to get another out of me, Pharah switches tack. As I start hammering into Ana's asshole, whose struggling more and more, I see Pharah grab a hold of her mother's hand and intertwine her fingers with Ana's. Phrah squeezed her mother's hand comfortingly as I continued sodomizing her. It's sweet really. With her spare hand, Pharah reaches down and starts rubbing Ana's pussy, trying to relieve her mother's discomfort by distracting her.

I spend 15 minutes reaming out Ana's asshole with Pharah cooing comforting words into her mother's ear the whole time and occasionally directing some dirty talk to me to lure me away from her mother's ass and back to her own. It eventually works; I finally pull out of Ana's asshole and see it gape deliciously. Unlike Pharah's, it looks slightly red but not quite swollen or puffy, she could take a lot more I reckon.

I reposition the two, I push Pharah down onto her back, then grab Ana and guided her head so her cheek is resting on Pharah's pussy, giving her an extremely close up view of me assfucking her daughter. I spend a little while using Pharah's ass before pulling out and jamming into Ana's mouth. I swap back and forth rapidly between Ana's mouth and her daughter's asshole. Even through the alcohol, Ana seems taken by this.

"I don't remember boys being like this," she mumbles with my cock in her mouth.

Pharah's caught between disgust and ecstasy. She's clearly a little grossed out by this but is enjoying herself too much to really try and stop me. Better yet, after fucking her ass for a while longer, she cums herself again and when she does, I grab Ana's face and rub it against Pharah's pussy, smearing her daughter's cum onto her face. Surprisingly, Pharah doesn't seem too bothered by this part.

Going back and forth between mother and daughter quickly gets me off and soon enough I start feeling the a pressure building in my balls and tell the girls as much. Ana mumbles a reply and Pharah nods her head rapidly with her eyes closed like she just wants me to shut up and keep going.

"Cum inside," Pharah manages to breathe out.

"You got it."

I cup Ana's face. "But after I do, I want you to eat it when she pushes it out."

This finally gets the first shocked expression from Ana despite the alcohol, she mutters under her breath. "I really don't remember boys being like this." She turns to her daughter. "Fareeha... I... I don't know if I can. Do you think..."

"It's okay ma-ma," Pharah coos. "Jesse, do you think we can swap. Cum in ma-ma and have me eat it?"

"Hell why not, long as someone's eating an anal creampie."

It was then that Morrison's patience must have ran out and could no longer sit on the sidelines. "You've had first pick Jesse, time for the rest of us old soldiers to join in. But I like your plan though, you can count me in."

He joins us, grabs Ana's hips and repositions her so that she and her daughter are now 69'ing. He takes out his already hard cock and works it into Ana's ass easily before fucking her desperately fast, faster than even I was. The poor guys probably had a thing for her for a while and is getting it all out now. Ana's grimacing at the sudden assault but there's a slight smile to her face underneath it.

"Like old times..." I barely make out.

Pharah is certainly getting an eyeful and isn't as pleased. "Commander Morrison, please, if you could just be a little more gentle with ma-ma, I could make it worth your while."
Before Morrison can answer, Ana replies for him. "Fareeha, I am okay, I really am."

This quiets Pharah and I resume fucking her ass rapidly. "Sorry girls, guess that last options off the table. Morrison's joined the party so looks like you'll be eating a creampie after all Ana."

"Wait, can't I just eat both?" Pharah said urgently.

Her mother responds quickly again. "No Fareeha, I will do my duty."

With that settled, Morrison and I focus on the asses in front of us, while mother and daughter both were forced to watch the other being ruthlessly sodomized, it was a perfect day out and something that would frequently happen since the team really liked pairing the two up together.

With Pharah and Ana, 69'ing each other, Morrison and I easily swap between their assholes and mouths rapidly. I have a lot of fun constantly dipping my cock into Pharah's asshole to then immediately jam it into Ana's mouth, making her gag occasionally. After another half hour of nonstop assfucking and ass to mouth, Morrison and I finally empty our balls into the assholes of the two, to Ana's relief and Pharah's disappointment.

Sitting up, the two are handed shotglasses by Mercy who'd been approvingly watching the whole thing. The two push their respective creampies into their glass. Both shots are almost fill almost half way. The two exchange glasses though Pharah hesitates, I half think she might just take Ana's and down both but she eventually goes to hand hers over when I stop the two of them.

"Hold on now, I've got an idea."

Taking Ana's shot from her, I tilt back Pharah's head and upend the glass slowly over her face.

"Now that's better. Looks like your daughters filthy Ana, you need to clean her up."

Ana sighs at the new humiliation but goes to Pharah and starts to slowly lick the creampie off her daughters face all the same. As she does, I notice Pharah playing with her ass with three fingers deep inside, she doesn't stop until her mother's finished cleaning off her face.

Ana spends a minute eating the cum off her daughters face, gagging frequently as she does. Once it's clean, I do the same thing to her; pouring Pharah's shot over her face. I don't even need to tell Pharah what to do before she's attacking Ana's face with her tongue, fingers still in her ass.

My cock was still slimy with cum, spit and Pharah's ass. Wanting to clean up myself, I grab the girls heads and press their faces against the side of my cock. "Do you mind girls?"

They obediently begin to kiss and lick my cock clean, running their tongues up and down my prick together. When I'm clean, I pull my cock back but keep pressing their faces together. This time it's Pharah's turn to flinch and try to pull back when Ana slips her tongue into Pharah's mouth, I hold Pharah's head in place until she finally relents and begins returning the kisses. Reinhardt and Lucio take this as their chance to have their turn and position themselves behind the two with Reinhardt predictably choosing Ana. The two pick up where Morrison and I left off and are back into the girls assholes for round two. As they fuck the girls, Ana and Pharah are pushed closer and closer together till their tits are pressed firmly against one another.

Reinhardt is larger than both me and Morrison by a fair bit so Ana struggles far, far more this time around, never managing to take him all the way to the base. It doesn't look like she can take it for very long so Pharah's resumed trying to comfort her mom by kissing more and more aggressively, holding her hand, hugging her and playing with her pussy but it doesn't work as well this time.

Just when it looks like Ana is about to call it quits, Reinhardt relents and swaps places with Lucio. Despite the pain on her face, she shares the same disappointed look Reinhardt is wearing. Pharah is anything but disappointed though once Reinhardt is inside her, she almost goes limp when he bottoms out in her ass but once recovered begins aggressively throwing herself back against him, impaling herself again and again on Reins monster cock.

I watch the girls spend the next several hours working their way through the entire teams male roster. Ana eventually found a way to swallow her creampies more easily by pushing them into her cocktails and drinking them that way instead of straight. By the end of the day, Ana was passed out and curled up in a ball with Pharah hugging her from behind as the big spoon, both of them leaking cum from well abused assholes. While Ana just looked completely exhausted, Pharah couldn't have looked happier and was positively grinning as she slept.

Widowmaker

Apparently we had recently captured Widowmaker during one of her botched missions and had her held in custody. We were currently questioning her using alternative methods but she was proving resistant. I went to try my luck all the same.

In her holding cell, I found her suspended off the floor by restraints; metal bands around the wrists, biceps and knees. Her skinsuit was ripped and tattered, it barely covered anything anymore, certainly not her breasts or pussy but Widowmaker's expression was blank and unconcerned with her pale blue skin being so totally on display.

I walk into her holding cell right as Jack, Tracer and Lucio leave. She stares at me darkly. "Hello again Jesse, back for more I see. You know it won't work, it never does, as much as your team tries," she said in her husky, erotic French accent.

"We'll see about that darling."

Widowmaker had one of the nicest asses I'd ever come across, tying closely with Tracer and getting an opportunity to pound it had me hard already. The restraints holding Widowmaker didn't respond to her struggles but were easily moved around by me or any of the team, allowing us to position her in any way we liked. Apparently the team had been keeping her under lock and key, using her asshole and pussy whenever they felt like being a bit crueller than they would be with any of the girls on the team.

Currently her legs were spread wide open and her arms outstretched. I wasted no time in rubbing a bit of spit into and around her asshole before brutally jamming my whole cock in without warning or warm up. She felt expectedly cold to the touch, both inside and out but that was easy to ignore given how wonderful her ass felt. She didn't even flinch but did give me a condescending look.

"I don't even feel a thing."

"Days still young."

Her taunt was my cue to start fucking her as fast and as hard as I could manage. I spent the next hour savagely fucking her hole in every uncomfortable position I could think of that the restraint would allow. My favorite being a pile driver position since it seemed to be the only thing to actually bother her.

I'd posed her upside down on the ground, with her neck and back uncomfortably bent against the floor, her knees forced to the sides of her head, while I speared into her vulnerable asshole from above. Just to abuse the hole a little more, I'd often pull my cock up toward her pussy and try flick it out while still deep inside her, making her asshole bulge to accommodate the abusive move.

She'd often glare at me as I worked her over but the looks didn't dissuade me in the least. I actually liked it when she did since I got a kick out of spitting on her face each time she did while plunging down into her asshole.

When I was finally satisfied and grew light headed, I pulled out one last time to jerk off and drop a load onto her pretty face. Widow locked her eyes to mine and didn't blink or flinch once as each spurt of jizz splattered across her face here and there. As I squeezed out the last of my cum to drip onto her face, Widow suddenly opened her mouth and stuck out her tongue, catching that last drop, tasting it for a moment before spitting it out.

Seeing her catch my cum like that left me wide eyed with surprise and excitement.

Seeing my reaction, Widow laughed mockingly. "You taste awful," she said before continuing to glare at me. The scornful glares lost most of their effect though, covered in spit and cum as she was.

Despite the assfucking I had just given her, despite the fact her asshole refused to close and looked raw, puffy, swollen, red and sore to the touch through even the blue tint of her skin; Widowmaker's demeanor betrayed none of it, in fact, she's seems pleased at her own stoicism. I decided to really test out how unfeeling she really was.

There conveniently just so happened to be a fucking machine in the room. I selected one of my ten inch long, two and a half inch wide remote cocks. It was made from a soft, silicon material with its entire length being these repeating cone shapes, like the heads of short but wide flared butt plugs. I used it as the attachment for the machine and attached it to the end of a piston. Lining up the awful toy with her ass while she remained in that awful pile driver position, I cruelly turned the machine on.

When the dildo first enters Widow's ass for the first time I think I notice a flicker on her face before it's immediately replaced by complete disinterest. I start at the machines slowest setting and watch as it slowly snakes into her asshole and deeper until it bottoms out at the cut off base, her asshole slipping past the final cone and wrapping around the metal shaft of the piston. Widow endured it stone faced.

The sensation is unlike anything I've felt before in the Sim. It makes me light headed with how good and strange it feels, this remote cock was unlike other ones I'd used, since it was soft and non-rigid, it wouldn't just travel up her asshole in a straight line but would follow the bends in her rectum and colon. It would drive deeper than I could possibly ever manage with my real cock, sending me every little strange and wonderful new sensation as it wormed its way into her. Being that utterly deep in someone was an entirely new experience and something I wanted more of. Not only that, but because of the numerous cone shapes, it was like putting just the sensitive head of my cock into her ass, again and again all in a single thrust. Pulling out was even better. Because of how the cones tapered, her asshole would narrow to the thinnest part of the dildo only to suddenly meet this huge flare that stretched her out again, it made pulling out feel like complete bliss.

Coming down from the high of sensory overload, I turn my attention back to Widow and watch her asshole dilate and constrict around the shape of the toy again and again. The machine retracts back until only the tip of the dildo is still in her ass before plunging back in.

I turn up the speed dial on the machine and it starts moving in and out a notch faster. I keep my hand on the dial knob as I watch Widowmaker's face closely. She's still completely stoic so I crank up the speed again. Every few seconds I twist the knob a little further, making the machine piston the dildo a fraction faster. After five or six twists, Widowmaker finally breaks eye contact and flicks her eyes towards the knob with a brief flash of concern before looking back at me. I remorselessly continue turning the knob, ka-chunk, ka-chunk, ka-chunk all the way to its fastest speed setting.

Widowmaker tries to maintain the masquerade but at this point it's only too obvious it's an act. As I continue dialing up the speed, Widow tenses and her body arches, trying desperately to maneuvering away from that pulverizing toy.

The loud whirring of the machine fill the room. The awkwardly shaped dildo keep plunging into her asshole with intense, mechanical speed, brutalizing her hole with its flared cones, making Widow write for the first time in her restraints.

She finally breaks. "I-it still won't work, I feel nothing, there's no point to all this at all, you may as well just stop this charade," she said in her lovely French accent. Neither of us believed a word of it.

"Well missy, I don't know about that, but I guess we'll see. I'll see you in a few hours."

"A few hours?!" she said, her voice frantic.

"Yeah, that's right, a few hours, but that shouldn't be any trouble for you right?" I say with a smirk.

~ A few hours later

I spent that whole day in absolute bliss, no matter what I was doing, I felt just complete ecstasy radiating from this phantom limb of mine at all times. It was icing on the cake knowing it came from a machine brutalizing that assassins asshole endlessly.

Finally returning to Widowmaker's holding cell, I see she's a drooling mess, fucked absolutely senseless. The machine is still relentlessly plowing that dildo into her ass, making her limp body sway with every thrust.

She eventually notices I'm in the room. "Please Monsieur, enough, enough," Widow halting croaks out.

It probably has been enough. I turn off the machine and pull the dildo out of her asshole, making Widow sigh in relief when I do. I even go as far as undoing her restraints, causing her to flop down onto the ground limply.

I get a look at her asshole and can instantly see it's a completely wrecked, blown out mess. It didn't belong on someone so beautiful. I almost had a hard time believing even the biotic treatments could make her feel tight again after all that.

"Alright Amelie, do you think your willing to cooperate now?"

"Oui," she quietly replies.

"You're going to leave Talon and be joining Overwatch now, you understand missy?"

"Oui."

"You're going to a team player for our side from now on, and if you misbehave, betray us or do anything we don't like, you're going back on that thing you understand me?"

"Oui."

"Alright now, I'm gonna give you something to make you feel better, don't make me regret it."

"I sprayed her sorely abused asshole with some biotic spray I'd gotten from Mercy. It took effect almost immediately, visibly repairing the damage and within moments, Widows asshole looked like not so much as a finger had been in it. Widow practically melts with relief as the biotic fluid does its work.

"Mercy will fill you in on some of your new duties alright. You might not like doing em, but just remember it ain't as bad at that," I said pointing a thumb over my shoulder at the fucking machine.

Widowmaker just nods.

Mercy

I went to find Mercy after finding out about how fun her 'appointments' are. Anyone can schedule an appointment with her through the bases systems and when I try, I see that she's almost booked solid with several hours every day spent on these appointments. Luckily for me, a time slot just so happened to have opened up.

~

Walking into Mercy's office slash lab area, I see she's at work, tinkering with her Valkyrie suit. Seeing me, she greets me warmly as usual. "Greetings Jesse, how may I be of service today."

"It's the usual Doc. I could do with some stress relief."

"Ah yes, I understand. Any preferences for today's appointment or just ze vitch outfit again?"

"Aw you know me Doc, I've had a thing for that little number ever since that Halloween party."

"Of course Jesse, well I'm here to help," she replied with a smile.

Mercy goes off to change and in a few minutes she's back with her witch outfit, wearing everything except the underwear.

"So, ze vagina or arsehole today Jesse?"

"Like I said, you know me."

"Why do I even bother asking," she said giggling.

I take a seat on this therapist couch looking thing she has. Mercy places her hand on my chest and pushes me back down onto it before straddling me. Mercy takes a vial of clear yellow fluid out her pocket and holds it up for me. "Jesse, I'd like to try out one of my new prototypes today. I assure you it's nothing dangerous so don't worry, in fact, you may well like it!"

"Well, if you say so Doc, you know what's best."

"Thank you Jesse. It's based on the same biotic technology Ana's rifle and my staff use. This is a rudimentary use for it, but it does make for a rather remarkable lubricant."

Grabbing my already hard cock, the enlarged eight inch version this time, she pours some the fluid onto it, slathering it with her petite hands.

"It works like normally, helping to accelerate cell repair and regeneration as well as providing an extremely pleasant sensation," she explained while guiding it into her waiting asshole casually. "Using this, it should be quite impossible to hurt or damage me in any way, so there won't be any need at all to be considerate any more, amazing isn't it? I thought it'd be useful so none of the team would ever need to hold back or waste time slowly working their way up."

Mercy chuckles lightly to herself. "Not to mention the fact it'll also make things much easier for me too, I'll enjoy myself even more now. You should find it quite a bit more pleasant as well Jesse, the continuous regeneration means I should feel permanently tight and virgin, regardless of how vigorous the appointment."

Mercy looks off and away. "Oh Reinhardt will be so happy once he gets a chance to use this with Ana, he'll finally be able to get all the way in for once," she said happily.

"Chirst Doc, that sounds incredible, I can't wait to really put you through your paces now."

Angela laughs mellifluously again. "I admit I'm curious to see the extent of the effects myself."

She wastes no time and sits all the way down on my cock in one smooth motion. Ignoring the incredible tightness of her newly virgin-like sphincter, she just forced me in. With the help of the biotic fluid, Mercy was able to slide down on me, forcing me past the awful resistance she met without a care; she simply used more of her body weight to relentlessly drive my cock into unconquered territory.

Where usually forcing a cock past some resistance or bend inside would cause pain or discomfort, the biotic fluid meant Mercy felt none of that. Instead of her body sending warning pain signals, she felt nothing but pleasant warmth while ravaging herself. There wasn't a hint of discomfort on her face as she slid down on me. I relished the feeling of her asshole wrapped around my cock, slowly sinking down its length, massaging me along the way. The nanotechnology was definitely working, keeping her body in pristine condition. She was so deliciously tight despite how obviously experienced she was, she felt practically like Tracer.

Once bottomed out, Mercy began easily bouncing up and down my cock while facing me. Biotic fluid or no, I'm still amazed at how easily she's taking my cock considering its new size. Mercy was unlike Pharah, Ana or Tracer, she didn't love it or struggle with it, she just seemed totally at ease swallowing almost ten inches of cock up her asshole and kept up that pleasant bedside manner demeanor most doctors had.

"Ze biotic lubricant seems to be working as well as I'd hoped. I've no discomfort whatsoever and a great deal more pleasure. How about you Jesse, how does it feel? Good I hope," she asked while sliding her ass up and down my cock.

"Oh absolutely Doc, you know what I like... But hey, what you said about discomfort, you're not saying you've been uncomfortable during all these appointments with the team are you? You never seem to mind."

Mercy seems to have difficulty replying and just quietly bounces on my cock for a while before answering. "It's not always easy Jesse, but I put the team first. But never mind that, it won't be an issue anymore. Just relax and enjoy yourself." I open my mouth to respond but Mercy hushes me by putting her hand over my mouth.

With her hands on her knees, Mercy begins bouncing up higher and higher over the next few minutes until every bounce leaves just the tip still inside her asshole so she can easily glide back down. She doesn't seem the slightest bit phased as she swallows my obscene length time and time again, instead she's just pleasantly watches me. I motion for her to get off entirely so I can see her ass, and when she does I see her asshole gaped only slightly for an instant before immediately winking closed and looking like nothing had ever been in it before.
Since my favorite part about anal was the entry, I instruct Mercy to just continually dip the tip of my cock in and out her ass so I could enjoy feeling her anal ring slide over the mushroom head of my cock again and again. Typically after assfucking a girl for long enough, they'd start staying gaped and you could slide in without feeling their asshole hug your cock and slide over your knob as you pumped in or pulled out, but for Mercy, no matter what, her ass would always wink back closed. Sinking into it again was like sinking into a virgin asshole every time.

"Let's try some doggy now Angela."

"As you wish Jesse."

Mercy lies down on the couch, resting her face on crossed arms and arches her ass up. As soon as she's in position, I ram my whole length back up her ass and start rabidly fucking her while groping her tits. With her face leaned to one side, I can see she still isn't bothered in the least by this, which only turns me on more, encouraging me to fuck her faster. I plow into her like an animal for long minutes, while she seems to just relax.

Satisfied she's enjoying it too; I lean back, pulling all the way out and watch her wink closed again. I repeatedly bottom out and pull back, mesmerized by the way her asshole refuses to stay open. I spend even longer dunking my cock into her virgin-like asshole before I absentmindedly mutter to myself. "Snaps closed, just like that every time, I'll be."

Angela must have heard. "Hmmm? If you'd like to see me spread my ass Jesse, why didn't you just say?"

Reaching back, Mercy hooks the sides of her asshole open with 2two fingers on each side, showing off the soft, pink, ridged walls of her rectum. My cock twitches at the sight and I immediately thrust back in, with her four fingers still inside. I continue dipping my whole cock up her ass like that for close to half an hour, without a word of complaint from Mercy before I feel like I'm about to cum. Mercy picks up on the growing urgency of my fucking. "Are you going to cum in ze asshole or mouth today Jesse?"

"Mouth today sweetheart," I drawl out.

Mercy pulls her fingers out of her asshole, letting it close finally for the first time in almost half an hour and whips around. The motion makes my cock noisily flop out of her ass which she immediately rehomes in her mouth. She slides me down the back of her throat, completely heedless of the fact I was just up her asshole. Grabbing the back of my legs, Mercy forces my cock down her throat, inch by incredible inch until her nose is buried in my crotch. Once fully inside, she begins bobbing on it, gagging constantly as she does but never pulling herself off entirely to breath. Her eyes begin tearing up, causing mascara to start running down her cheeks but still she refuses to pull back. She just keeps on gagging on my cock, massaging me with her throat.

She keeps it up for more than a minute, until her face turns red, she's desperate for breath but even more desperate to get me off. It sets me off and I explode down her mouth, shooting endless ropes of cum directly down her throat. It makes her cough and sputter, sending some stray cum shooting out her nostril but she keeps trying to swallow it all. Even after I finish cumming, she still keeps my cock down her throat for another half minute, making sure to milk out every last drop of cum with swallowing motions before finally pulling back and sucking in desperate, gasping breaths.

"This has been a wonderful test," she said once she caught her breath. "I couldn't have hoped for better. How about you Jesse? Did the biotic fluid make these appointments more satisfactory for you too?"

"Better than satisfactory doc, you're a miracle worker."

She replies giggling. "Thank you Jesse, you'll need to clear out now though, Genji is due to come in next soon and I need more samples for a proper data set."

~~~ Miscellaneous

Comprise was sometimes necessary, even with the enemy. Despite clashing with Overwatch agents numerous times, despite having a body count to his name, despite being a traitor and a terrorist, Overwatch had to work with Reyes once more.

~

"Hi doc," Reyes rasped out.

"Hello Reyes," Angela replied curtly.

A stony silenced stretched on. Angela had no desire to speak to the man she once considered a friend but he had requested she be negotiator for their talks.

Reaper broke the silence. "No time to reminisce about old times then Angela?"

"Ze man I knew is dead. Now, what do you want for the information then? Money? Weapons? Tech?"

Reyes laughed coldly. "Straight to business then. No, nothing like that. Talon has enough resources. I want something a little more... personal," Reyes said in a sepulchral tone.

"That's not like you, you always put the mission first," Angela said with an arched brow. "You wouldn't trade anything if Talon didn't stand to gain."

"Like you said, that man you knew is dead." The tone might have sounded amused if it weren't so raspy and hollow. "This has nothing to do with Talon. I saw an opportunity and took it. Besides, your team wouldn't give up anything truly worthwhile, not if it meant handing it over to Talon. But a personal favor? You're just the type of hero to do that Angela."

"What do you want Reyes?" Mercy asked again.

Nothing could be seen behind the porcelain mask Reaper now wore, but Angela could tell he was grinning as he spoke. "You."

Confusion was writ on Angela's face as she processed the request. "I won't submit to being hostage Reyes, never mind what I say, Jack would never allow it," she hesitantly replied.

Again that darkly amused tone scraped out from Reyes. "Not quite what I meant doc. I've heard about your new... teambuilding exercises. I've decided I want to see it in action myself."

Instantly Angela understood. She wasn't very experienced at it, but she tried giving Reyes her best glare as comprehension dawned. The effect felt lost on his mask though.

Reyes chuckled horribly. "Don't tell me you're going to put your personal feelings ahead of being a hero Angela? Now that doesn't sound like you at all."

Reyes was damnably right. Mercy knew immediately she'd agree even if she hated the very idea of being touched by the man, because if she didn't, innocent people would suffer for it. The choice was made before any conscious thought had taken place at all. That was just the type of woman Angela Ziegler was.

Jack's voice cut in on her comm bead, demanding the negotiations be ended and Reaper thrown out. Angela ignored the outraged voice of her friend Jack and simply gave Reyes a nod.

"Where? How?" Angela asked brusquely.

"The team's watching aren't they?"

Angela nodded again, wanting to speak to Reyes as little as possible.

"Then here will do fine. Get undressed Angela."

The blunt, cocky way he ordered her sent a jolt of surprise through her even though she knew what was about to happen. Angela had to clamp down on the anger she felt for Reyes and mechanically went about removing her clothing and Valkyrie armor. She'd only removed her boots, chest plate and the skintight leggings of her flightsuit before Reyes told her to stop. Somehow, being only partially undressed was worse than the full thing. Having her armor cover everything except her breasts only seemed to exacerbate her nudity and make it more humiliating.

She didn't want to give Reyes the satisfaction though so did her best to give him a stony, unmoved look as he leered at her exposed body. Removing his gauntlets, Reyes grabbed two handfuls of Angela's soft flesh and squeezed them harshly. This was harder for Angela to ignore.

After a few moments of kneading her supple body, Reyes spoke. "Anti-aging treatments working well."

Angela had always felt slightly embarrassed about using her bleeding edge technology for cosmetic purposes, but she was only human and wanted to keep looking good. She gave Reyes a curt response, "Just get on with it."

Reyes did so. He gripped her by the shoulders and roughly shoved her toward the table they'd been speaking at. He lifted her onto the desk and flipped her onto her side easily; carelessly maneuvering her body like it was just a doll.

Angela was no stranger to being used. She was the one to suggest it all to the team in the first place. But that had always been with people she cared for and trusted, nothing like Reaper. His rough handling and disregard irked her in a way she'd never felt with McCree, Jack or anyone else.

Finally pulling down his pants and taking out his cock, Reyes readied to exploit Angela's body by rubbing it up and down against her pussy lips.

Wanting to at least spare some of her dignity, Mercy made a request. "Reyes, if you would, use the other hole. I'd rather not enjoy this Gabriel."

Reyes gave a grunt. "Fine by me Angela, I don't think I want you to enjoy it either," before roughly shoving himself inside.

With all the attention McCree had been giving her, Angela was even less a stranger to sudden bouts of aggressive sodomy. This was something she was deeply experienced with. Yet despite the lack of pain or discomfort, Angela felt a deep, churning disgust inside her as Reyes battered her asshole.

Wanting to give him as little pleasure as possible, Angela did her best impression of a dead fish on the table and emotionlessly looked off into the distance.

It wasn't clear if it was having the desired effect. Reyes roughly groped her breasts as he continued to plow in and out of her anus for long, dragging minutes. She felt herself being stretched out and opened up as Reyes pulled out suddenly and frequently to admire the view of her abused hole.

As time wore on Angela realized she could speed up the awful experience if she only just encouraged Reyes. She could have applied the biotic fluid she normally used with the team to both tighten herself up and make it more pleasurable, but neither option appealed to her now. Even if it meant this would end sooner, she wanted to do nothing that would make it better for Reyes, and participating would definitely make it better for him. What she wanted was to be as loose and undesirable as possible with Reaper. She silently cursed the age regressing effects of her biotic nanotechnology as she endured the relentless sodomy.

With the only measure of time being the slap of flesh, Angela didn't know how long it had taken but it felt like surely an hour or more before Reyes finally finished.

Not content to finish inside her, Reyes pulled Angela off the desk and grabbed a fistful of her hair. Choosing to pile one last humiliation on, Reyes pulled back on Angela's hair, forcing her face up. Angela was helpless to do anything but squeeze her eyes and mouth shut as Reyes coated her face in semen.

Angela had thought the whole thing over before she felt a warm mound of flesh press against her cheek and slide around. With her eyes closed, it took her a moment to realize what Reyes was doing. Using his softening cock he was smearing the cum into her face with his prick. She just knew if she opened her mouth to protest, he'd suddenly jam it in and force her to taste her ass off his cock.

So instead of doing what he wanted, she continued to sit kneeling and endure it until he got bored. It meant waiting there with his cum cooling on her face for long minutes but it was worth it to deny Reyes that one last thing as she felt his cock softening.

When she finally felt Reyes back away, only then did she wipe off the cum and open her mouth. "Our deal Reyes. The information."

Taking out a flash drive from his pants, he set it on the table. "It's all there, I hope it was worth it Angela."

Angela thrust her chin up defiantly. "If you were telling the truth. Then it was. It's going to help people. That's worth paying the price."

"Well in that case, maybe I come by more often with intel. I've missed cadet Oxford and I hear you've got new agents," Reyes said chuckling darkly.

Mercy didn't know how to respond. She loathed the man but knew if he came through on the intel again, they would have to pay. She hated imagining the other girls having to do this for him but knew they'd have as little choice in the matter as she did.