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Into the Third Dimension	By : GeorgeGlass Category: +M through R > Phineas and Ferb Views: 13802 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: I do not own Phineas and Ferb or its characters. I made no money from writing this story.

Chapter List
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Chapter 4: A Day in a Girl’s Life
On the morning of her twenty-eighth day at the Tri-State Obedience Academy, Candace awoke with a shock of excitement. The other girls were obviously experiencing the same thing, and perhaps to an even greater degree, because every one of them was already awake even though the wakeup chime wouldn’t go off for another ten minutes.
“Can you believe it?” Gretchen was whispering to Adyson. “Today’s the day. Today we become Bunnies!”
Holly, overhearing them, chimed in, “I know, right? I can’t wait to show Pedro my Bunny tag. He’s going to be so happy to have his own Bunny!”
“You’ll be showing Pedro a lot more than your tag,” Addison said slyly.
“Yeah,” Holly replied eagerly. “He might give me my first real fuck as soon as I get home!”
“Gosh, can you imagine?” Gretchen said. “We’re going to get fucked all the time. It’s going to be amazing.”
The girls kept talking, but Candace had stopped listening, instead becoming lost in thought as she considered that today, she would go home to Jeremy. Not only was she supremely excited to see him again, but she was eager to show him all the new skills she’d learned. She couldn’t wait to dance for him, to kiss him, to take off her clothes for him, to suck his cock, to prove that she had become the girl he wanted. A girl he would be proud and happy to own and excited to fuck. At the moment, Candace couldn’t think of anything in the world she wanted more than that.
A voice in the back of her mind protested that this was absurd. It reminded her that this world’s Jeremy was not her Jeremy, and that there could be nothing good about being a slave, let alone a sex slave.
But Candace had a harder time summoning up any emotion to put behind these thoughts than she’d had at any time before. Candac3, the Candace of this world, either had abdicated her position as Jeremy’s girl and run off or else had swapped dimensions with Classic Candace and, in all likelihood, was experiencing the frustration of repeatedly trying and failing to bust her brothers—something Candace now felt she should have gotten over long ago.
Either way, Candace had just spent four weeks learning to be Jeremy’s perfect girl so that she could live happily ever after. She wasn’t about to let all of that hard work go to waste.
***
The girls spent their final morning reviewing everything they’d learned, with Donna and Fiona quizzing them about various aspects of both basic obedience and being a Bunny or Babygirl. Both instructors had a tablet that, Candace guessed, listed each girl’s weakest areas; while Adyson and some of the other girls had to demonstrate their fellatio skills with the wall-mounted simcocks, Candace and Holly had to sixty-nine in front of Fiona to prove that their pussy-eating was sufficiently entertaining.
At noon, the girls ate lunch, then had some time to relax and digest before they had one last exercise class. Then, after they all showered, they primped to the maximum extent possible, preparing for the moment when their owners would lay eyes on them for the first time in a month.
As an added bonus on their graduation day, each girl got to choose one complete outfit from the school’s collection to keep, so that the Bunnies and Babygirls would be dressed for their new roles when their owners came to pick them up. Candace, who had spent a great deal of time thinking about what sort of outfits she would buy once she became a Bunny, knew exactly what she wanted: a red crop top, a white miniskirt, red fishnets, white stripper heels, and lacy red thong panties.
After a very nice farewell dinner, Candace, wearing her chosen outfit, stood in a line with the other girls as Fiona gave each of them their newly engraved Bunny tags. It struck Candace that a month ago, she hadn’t known what a Bunny was, or what having a Bunny tag meant. Yet now, receiving a Bunny tag—especially one with her name on the front and Jeremy’s name on the back—filled her with both joy and pride. Especially at the moment when, all at once, the girls’ new tags clicked onto their collars, making the girls’ status as Bunnies or Babygirls official.
What excited Candace most was the specific reason why this ceremony was held at the end of the day, after dinner. As Fiona and Donna explained, when the girls’ owners came to pick them up, they could take them straight home—and then straight to bed.
Just before eight o’clock, the girls all gathered by the door that led from the training room into the reception area. They had already said their goodbyes to one another at the ceremony, although Candace knew she would be seeing most of them again; the girls were mostly local, and Danville wasn’t that big a town.
Jeremy arrived with his father. On their way home, Suzy sat in the passenger’s seat next to Mr. Johnson while Candace sat in the back with Jeremy. Suzy, who had selected an outfit from the Obedience Academy’s Babygirl collection, wore shiny black patent-leather shoes, white knee-socks, a baby-blue hair bow, and a little dress of the same baby-blue, whose poofy skirt left most of her thighs exposed.
Mr. Johnson ran his hand slowly up and down Suzy’s leg as he drove, turning his head and giving the little girl a smile when they would stop at a traffic light, which Candace thought was a little weird. But it also gave her the idea to put her hand on Jeremy’s thigh and then move it up onto his crotch. She was delighted to find that he already felt semi-hard inside his shorts.
He took gentle hold of her wrist and whispered in her ear, “Wait till we’re home.” Candace shivered at the sexy tone of his voice, and she could tell that he was pleased at how forward she’d learned to be.
“It’s great to have you back, Candace,’’ Jeremy said more loudly. “I can’t wait to get you home.”
“I can’t wait either,” Candace replied sincerely. Then they kissed.
***
By the time they arrived at the Johnson house, Candace and Jeremy were making out, and Jeremy was feeling up Candace through her crop top. Jeremy’s hands on her little breasts felt amazing, and a powerful thrill went through Candace’s body when she thought about the fact that from now on, she might get to feel Jeremy’s hands on her tits every single day.
Just as Donna and Fiona had predicted, as soon as Jeremy walked Candace to the front door of the house, he took her straight to his room, shut the door, then pulled her close to him and kissed her. His hand slid up under her crop top to fondle her breast, after which he broke off the kiss and smiled at her.
“No bra, huh?”
Candace smiled back at him naughtily. “No bra ever again, if that’s what you want.”
Jeremy put his other hand under her top, then felt her up thoroughly as he gazed at her face.
“I love your sweet little titties, Candace,” Jeremy murmured.
Candace had known for days exactly what she wanted to say when this special night came.
“Jeremy,” she breathed in his ear, “all I want is to be yours. To be touched by you, to suck your cock for you, to bend over for you, to spread my legs for you. My body and my soul are yours, and yours alone.”
“Sounds like someone learned a lot at obedience school. Want to show me some of your new tricks, my sweet little Bunny?”
Candace grinned. Then, slowly and artfully, she peeled her red crop top up and off, showing Jeremy her small, bare breasts.
His smile turning saucy, Jeremy said, “You know how much I like it when you take your tits out for me.”
Candace giggled—partly because the response had been trained into her, but also because she was happy that Jeremy wanted to see her body. Undressing in front of him, like she had on the beach, was one thing, but undressing for him was something else. Something special. And she was so grateful for it that she fell to her knees and looked up at him.
“Jeremy, I’m so sorry I disappointed you before. All I want is to be everything you want.”
Jeremy smiled down at her. “Well, you’re off to a good start.”
She felt awash with happiness. It made her remember how Isabella had looked up at Phineas on the beach that day: utterly submissive, utterly joyous. And now, Candace had found that joy for herself. Jeremy’s smiling gaze felt like a beam of warm sunlight, and she wanted to keep that light shining down on her. So, as the blonde boy watched, she ran her hands down and over her little breasts, then cupped them from beneath.
“They’re all yours, Jeremy,” Candace said fervently. “Every part of me is.”
The way he looked at her then—his face full of sweetness and fondness and the joy of owning her—nearly brought her to tears. But instead of weeping, she found herself crying out, with an earnestness that surprised even her, “Please use me, Jeremy! Use my body, use it any way you want, just use me!”
“Oh, Candace,” Jeremy sighed, “I’m going to use you all night long.”
Then, as he unbuckled his belt, he added, “Starting with your mouth.”
A thrill shot through Candace’s entire body like electricity. It heated her chest and groin from within and at the same time sparked in her nipples, her clit, and the entrance to her pussy. Jeremy was about to give her his cock, to entrust it to her so that she could pleasure it the way she was meant to. Candace would not allow herself to let him down this time.
Candace had, of course, seen Jeremy’s cock on that fateful day at the beach, but she had been too confused and embarrassed to really look at it. Now, as Jeremy pushed his pants and boxers down to his knees and let his hard member spring forth literally right before her eyes, she could truly take in the sight of it.
God, his cock was everything Candace could want and more: long, and thick, and beautiful to look at with its slight upward curve and perfectly rounded head. (Later, Candace would wonder whether the Jeremy of her own dimension was this well hung, or whether this Jeremy had done something to enhance his endowment. But right now, she didn’t care.) She found herself gazing at it longingly, feeling the urge to love and worship it like the good girl that she was—that she wanted Jeremy to know she was.
Using the skills that had been trained into her over the past four weeks, Candace wrapped her hand around the base of Jeremy’s cock and licked the head several times, making sure to maximize the contact between the tip of her tongue and Jeremy’s glans.
“Oh, yeah,” Jeremy breathed. “That’s the Candace I know…And you’re so beautiful when you’re on your knees…”
Candace’s whole body flushed with the heat of arousal. Kneeling half-naked at Jeremy’s feet, with his cock in her mouth, was exciting enough. But to actually hear him express his appreciation for it, for her, was beyond exciting.
I’m going to give him the best blowjob I possibly can, Candace thought.
She tongued his cockhead for a minute or so, then took it into her mouth and sucked gently as she continued stimulating him with her tongue. All the while, she was looking up at Jeremy’s face, and when he opened his eyes for a moment to look down at her, she put her hands beneath her small breasts and lifted them as though she were showing them to Jeremy for the first time.
With her eyes alone, she said, These are yours, Jeremy. All of me is yours.
“Ohhhh, Candace,” Jeremy said. “You are so fucking sexy…”
Picking up the pace, Candace sucked harder, bobbing her head as she did so and keeping her lips tight around Jeremy’s shaft.
There had been a time not so long ago when Candace would have felt shame at the very thought of doing something like this, even for Jeremy. But now, she knew this was where she belonged: on her knees before her man, servicing him, serving him.
When Jeremy put his hands in her red hair, Candace wondered if he was thinking about fucking her face—which didn’t worry her, because she’d been trained for it. He didn’t do that, though; he simply held her head firmly but loosely, allowing her to continue bobbing her head at her own pace but at the same time reminding her at every moment that he was the one in control, that he was her master. The thought excited Candace further, to the point that she wanted to do more. And Jeremy, it seemed, wanted her to do more, too.
“Swallow it, Candace,” he breathed. “Show me that my beautiful new Bunny can take my cock down that pretty throat of yours.”
The words set Candace’s whole body aflame with excitement. Not only was this her chance to prove herself to Jeremy—to prove that she had the skills to satisfy him—but it was also her first chance to take his beautiful cock fully into her body. Slowly but forcefully, she pushed her face forward until the head of Jeremy’s cock reached the back of her throat and then began to go down it. She swallowed hard and repeatedly as she continued pushing forward, taking inch after inch after inch of him into her.
God, she thought as she felt Jeremy’s thick cockhead slide past each ring of muscle in her throat. He’s so far down my throat…and still going down…
Candace’s neck was long, but Jeremy’s cock was longer. Only after his cockhead was an inch past the notch at the base of her throat did Candace plant her nose firmly in Jeremy’s blonde pubic hair, with his balls hanging heavily against her chin. Her throat bulged from top to bottom, utterly full of her man’s thick cockshaft.
“Oh, God, Candace, yes…” Jeremy moaned. “You really have learned a few things…”
Candace felt a sense of triumph at having swallowed the entire length of Jeremy’s cock. What was more, Donna had been right: As Candace looked up at Jeremy, reflexive tears falling from her eyes, she felt a kind of intimacy with him that she had never known before. Having his cock penetrate her so deeply that it filled her long throat from top to bottom made her feel so close to him that she would have had tears in her eyes even without the reflex.
Locking her eyes on Jeremy’s, she swallowed again, slowly this time, letting each muscle in her throat massage Jeremy’s cocklength. Then she did it again, and again, her eyes never straying from her man’s face.
“Ohhhh, Candace,” Jeremy moaned. “You’re my good girl…”
Candace felt warmth deep in her chest, and a different kind of warmth in her small breasts and between her thighs. Slowly, she began to bob her head again, this time using her lips, her tongue, and her throat to pleasure the entire length of Jeremy’s cock. Jeremy reached down with both hands and gently massaged her throat where his cockshaft made it bulge, and to Candace, this made the act even more intimate.
Oh, Jeremy, she thought, I could suck your cock forever…
Soon, Jeremy was panting. He moved his hands from Candace’s throat to her head, gripping it firmly, and then began thrusting. On each forward push of his hips, his cockhead plunged down the entire length of Candace’s throat.
Oh, yes, Jeremy, fuck my face! Candace thought, squeezing and massaging one of her small breasts and reaching down to rub her clit. Use me like I was meant to be used!
And he did indeed use her, fucking Candace’s face harder and faster with every passing moment. She moved her hand from her breast to her neck so that she could feel from both outside and inside the sensation of his cock driving down into her throat. Her finger circled madly around her clit, unconsciously keeping time with Jeremy’s powerful thrusts.
“Oh God,” Jeremy grunted. “I’m…gonna…AAAAAAHHHHH!”
He thrust hard one last time, pulling Candace’s face tight against his crotch. Deep in her throat, Candace could feel his load, hot and thick and so much, shooting from his cockhead straight down into her stomach, and then Candace was gurgling and thrashing as her own orgasm struck. She forced her face even harder against Jeremy’s pubis, wanting every last millimeter of his length in her mouth and throat as she climaxed.
When they were finished, Candace was breathing hard through her nose. Jeremy maintained his hold on her head, keeping his cock deep all the way down her throat. He reached down with one hand and slowly ran his fingertips up the length of her sensitive neck, and Candace felt a shudder of post-orgasmic pleasure pass through her.
“Keep sucking, Candace,” Jeremy panted. “Keep sucking ‘til I’m hard again.”
Candace felt a rush of pride like almost no other she’d ever experienced. Not only had she made Jeremy cum—a lot—with her oral skills, but he already wanted more.
Still looking up at him with teary eyes, she resumed swallowing, slowly and deliberately, massaging his length with her long row of throat muscles. This milked the last of his cum from his shaft, and she looked in his eyes as she felt it go down into her stomach.
Where it belongs, she thought. She would happily spend the entire night on her knees before him and swallow gallons of his seed if that was what he wanted.
“Yes, Candace,” Jeremy breathed. “Swallow it all…every single drop…”
Candace found her hands returning to her breasts, squeezing and massaging them for both Jeremy’s pleasure and her own. Jeremy was watching as avidly as Candace could have hoped.
“I love seeing you touch your tits, Candace,” he said breathlessly. “It’s really helping me get hard again.”
Encouraged, Candace squeezed and rolled her pale pink nipples between her fingers, then tugged them gently and repeatedly.
Slowly, Jeremy pulled his cock from her mouth. Remembering her lessons, Candace kept her lips tight around it, stimulating every millimeter of his member one last time on its way out.
“Oh, good girl,” Jeremy moaned as his cockhead finally passed between her lips and then hung in front of her face, bobbing slowly. Still looking up at him, she made sure Jeremy could see and hear as she swallowed one last time, drinking down the last of his cum.
Jeremy walked around behind her, then hooked his arms under hers and pulled her to her feet. His hardening cock pressed against her panty-clad ass as he reached around her to fondle her tits.
“My turn to play with these,” he murmured in her ear.
Candace nearly melted in his arms. Every morning for the past month, during the moving meditation exercise, Candace had imagined Jeremy’s hands on her breasts, and the reality did not disappoint. First, his hands gently squeezed and caressed her little titties. Then his fingers toyed gently with her pale-pink nipples, making Candace gasp.
“You like that?” Jeremy hummed in her ear.
“So much,” Candace breathed. “My tits are yours, Jeremy.”
“I know,” Jeremy answered. Then, sliding one hand down her stomach and under the waistband of her miniskirt, he added, “And so is your pussy.”
She had already been wet, but suddenly she was soaking, so much that a rivulet of her natural lube ran down her inner thigh. And then Jeremy’s hand was in her panties, fingering her slit and her slippery-wet opening.
“You really want to get fucked, don’t you, Candace?” he murmured in her ear.
“Yes,” Candace whimpered. “More than anything. I’m your horny little Bunny now, and I’ll always be happy when you fuck me.”
“Then pull down your panties and bend over the bed.” He chuckled, and added, “I wanna see your sweet cottontail.”
Her thoughts tumbling from her mouth without thought, Candace gasped, “Oh, God, yes.”
She pulled her red thong panties down to her ankles as fast as her fingers could manage. Then she leaned over the bed, resting on her elbows.
“Please,” she breathed. “Please take me, Jeremy.”
“That’s my girl,” Jeremy replied. “Now, here comes Daddy.”
She felt him put one hand on her hip. Then she felt the thick head of his cock push between the folds of her red-tufted pussy.
Oh my God, she thought. Jeremy’s about to take my virginity. Not my hymen, but my real virginity. And he doesn’t even know it.
It was a thrilling thought. And she savored that thought for every millisecond she had before Jeremy pushed into her and wiped all thought from her mind.
“Oh!” she cried out.
He eased in inch by inch, both of his hands on her hips now, holding her, owning her.
“Oh, yes…” Jeremy breathed. “That’s my tight little girl…”
And then his hips were against her petite ass, and his cockhead was snug against her cervix, and Candace’s body momentarily spasmed with a mini-orgasm at both those sensations and knowing that Jeremy was penetrating her pussy to the hilt.
“Mmm, your pussy really likes my cock, doesn’t it?” Jeremy said.
Panting, Candace replied, “My pussy loves your cock…My pussy exists for your cock…”
“Good. Because your pussy is about to get fucked.”
He started pumping her. Then he put his lips to her ear.
“That shot down your throat was just to take the edge off. The next one’s going in your pussy. Deep in your pussy.”
“Yes, Jeremy,” she moaned. “Use my pussy, please use it, it’s all yours, yours to fuck and fuck and fuck…”
Her words clearly were enhancing Jeremy’s arousal, because even though he’d been fucking her for less than a minute, he started to pump her faster.
“Oh, yes, please yes,” Candace gasped. “Use me, use me, use me…”
He fucked her harder still, panting in her ear, shoving in to her deepest place on every stroke.
I don’t even know if the birth control gizmo in my collar is turned on, Candace thought wildly. For all I know, Jeremy is getting me pregnant right now!
She didn’t know if what she was feeling was panic or exhilaration or both. But then she realized that it didn’t matter if she was on birth control or not.
I belong to Jeremy. My body belongs to him. My pussy and my womb belong to him. If he wants to get me pregnant, he will. Bunnies are supposed to multiply, right? I’ll be happy to have his baby inside me, just like I’m happy to have his cock inside me.
The thought sent a thrill through her body, and she moaned loudly. Jeremy fucked her faster.
“You’re my little slut, aren’t you, Candace?” he grunted.
“Yes, Jeremy!” she whimpered. “I’m your slut! I’m your slut and your cunt and your whore and AAAAAAAAAH!”
She thrashed like mad. Jeremy had to grip her ass tightly so that he could keep fucking her, which just made Candace’s climax all the more powerful. Jeremy fucked her even harder, grunting that she was a slut and a cunt and a bitch, and then he came in her, giving Candace’s orgasm a second peak before she came down from it.
When he pulled out, she thought maybe he was done with her. Instead, he seized her by her hips, forcefully turned her over on the bed, and then practically leaped on top of her and plunged his cock back into her pussy. Candace cried out in pleasure at the deep penetration and at feeling her man’s body covering hers.
“Oh, Candace,” Jeremy rasped in her ear as he started pumping her again. “I’ve been thinking about this for a whole month…about what I was going to do to you when you got back…about all the ways I wanted to use your pussy…And I’m going to do all of them tonight…”
Candace was so turned on that she screamed as another orgasm took her. But Jeremy didn’t stop fucking her for even a moment. He rode her like an animal that he owned, that he’d tamed, that he’d broken to ride whenever he wanted, and that thought started Candace climbing toward another climax the moment the previous one was over.
Jeremy came inside her again. Then, straddling her long neck, he made her suck him once more. The moment his cock was fully erect, he got off her, then turned her over onto her hands and knees and plunged into her cunt again from behind, ramming into her as hard as he had before.
Oh, God, Candace thought as he pumped her. He’s just using me, and using me, and using me, and it feels so good…
Donna had been right all along. All Candace had needed to do was submit completely, to let Jeremy take her however he wanted to, to truly embrace the fact that she was his property. And now, having done so, Candace was experiencing the greatest pleasure of her life.
“Yes, Jeremy,” she moaned. “Please, use me…use my body…”
“Oh, Candace,” Jeremy panted as he fucked her hard, “I love using you…Your pussy feels so good…”
This time, before he came, he pulled out, roughly turned Candace onto her back, and shot his load on her small breasts.
“Lick it off,” he panted. “Every drop.”
Candace was grateful for her long neck, because it made it easy to reach her breasts with her tongue. She licked diligently, swallowing and swallowing until she had taken in every bit of Jeremy’s seed that she could reach. Then Jeremy used his fingers to feed her what was left before he got off the bed and stood up.
“Now,” he said, “suck me hard again. I’m gonna use you all night long.”
“Oh, yes, Jeremy,” Candace breathed, getting off the bed and falling to her knees before him once again.
***
It was very late the next morning when Candace awoke. Yet Jeremy was still snoozing next to her.
Silently, she touched the notch at the base of her throat, remembering how it felt when Jeremy’s cockhead pushed past it for the first time—not just how it felt in a physical sense, but how beautiful and sexy and womanly and wanted and owned it made her feel.
As she looked at Jeremy’s sweet, sleeping face, she thought, I don’t ever want this to end.
Candace eased out of bed, taking care not to wake Jeremy. She was still a mess from all the sex the night before, but she decided to do her morning meditation—silently and by herself, for the first time—before she showered.
She lay down on her back on the floor, stretched her arms out to her sides, and opened her legs wide. Then she looked up and over in the direction of the sleeping Jeremy.
My body is yours, she thought. I am yours to take, yours to enter, yours to use. The memory of all the times he had taken and entered and used her the night before made her skin tingle.
I exist for your pleasure.
She arched her back and lifted her chest upward.
My breasts are yours. I live for you to touch them. The words meant more now that she knew exactly what Jeremy’s hands felt like on her breasts.
She turned over onto all fours, lowering her head to the floor and raising her bare ass in the air.
My ass is yours. Yours to touch, yours to squeeze, yours to fuck.
She thought fondly of the way he’d touched her ass, squeezing and fondling it like he owned it. Which, of course, he did, and the thought increased Candace’s arousal.
She rolled onto her back and spread her arms and legs wide again.
My pussy is yours. When you enter me, I am complete. When you fuck me, I am joyous. When you cum inside me, I am fulfilled.
Every word of it was true. She imagined Jeremy pushing inside her, as he had so many times the night before, and her pussy grew warm and wet.
But she would save her desire for when Jeremy was awake. Right now, she needed to shower, get dressed, and fix herself up for her man.
***
That day seemed like a full introduction to Candace’s new life as Third-Dimension girl, and as a Bunny. Jeremy was tired from staying up for so much of the night, but Candace gave him a nice blowjob in bed to help him start his day off right. Then Candace helped Jeremy’s and Suzy’s nan, Claire, cook breakfast for the family, and once Jeremy was off to his job at Slushy Dog, Candace and Suzy helped Claire with the housework. Candace particularly enjoyed stripping Jeremy’s bed and inhaling the scent of all that sex before putting the sheets in the laundry basket and putting new, clean sheets on, already looking forward to messing them up again with her man.
Before he went to work, Jeremy gave Candace back her phone (really, Candac3’s phone). While the phone looked superficially like Candace’s First-Dimension one, it had no numbered buttons. Instead, the phone had a list of preset numbers that Candace could speed-dial. As far as she could tell, there was no way for her to add, delete, or block numbers, nor could she call anyone not on the list. At obedience school, Candace had heard about “girls’ phones,” mainly because some of the girls there were looking forward to having one, and now she understood what they had been talking about.
During the afternoon, Candace used her phone to call Stacy and arrange to meet with her at the mall, as they apparently did once a week according to the phone’s calendar feature. Stacy screamed excitedly at the sound of Candace’s voice after a month of having no contact with her bestie.
“Welcome back, girl!” she exclaimed. “Shopping has not been the same without you. You ready to go buy some hot new slutwear, fellow Bunny?”
“You bet I am!” Candace replied, then both girls screamed again.
Both Candace and Stacy had an allowance for buying clothes, and this being Candace’s first shopping trip since obedience school, Jeremy had given her more money than usual to help her get her Bunny wardrobe started. Candace was delighted to be out with her best friend, doing something they had always enjoyed doing together. What was more, the selection of clothing at the mall was rather more exciting than what was available in Candace’s home dimension. Candace and Stacy gleefully browsed racks of miniskirts, short-shorts, tube tops, and belly shirts, trying them on and modeling them for each other. Candace was excited to be making practical use of the clothes-shopping skills she had learned during her Bunny training.
After they were done with tops and bottoms, the girls went to a lingerie store. They giggled with excitement as they looked over the broad selection of sexy underthings and debated whether their men would most like to see them in lacy red boyshorts, black-satin thongs, or crotchless white panties.
“What do you think of that black lace teddy?” Candace asked Stacy, pointing at one on the rack.
“It’s nice,” Stacy replied, “but it’s…a little generic. I mean, a Maid or a Girl Friday could pull that off just as easily as a Bunny. You need something that says, ‘I’m Candace, I’m a Bunny, and I’m ready to fuck.’”
“Hmmm, very good point,” Candace replied naughtily. “How about that one?”
She was pointing at a red teddy that was similarly lacy but had a higher hemline. Stacy took it off the rack and held it up against Candace’s body.
“Oh, my,” Stacy said with mock dismay. “It looks like the hemline will only come down a couple of inches past your little red-haired pussy.” Then she said, “It’s perfect!” and both girls burst into shrieking giggles.
After buying their lingerie (Stacy, having a lower budget than Candace, limited herself to a single pair of aquamarine crotchless panties), they moved on to a shoe store. There, it quickly became clear to Candace that shoe shopping was Stacy’s favorite activity in any dimension.
As the girls shopped, Candace noticed that the salespeople in these stores were mostly much older women, working under male managers. She supposed that this was what females in this dimension did when their days as hot young girls and then as voluptuous mature ones were over.
Both Candace and Stacy had a total of three hours to get to the mall, shop, and get back, as they would be needed to help prepare dinner at their respective homes. But there was something Candace wanted to do that wasn’t on her schedule. So when she was on her way home, rather than going straight to Jeremy’s house from the bus stop, she went halfway around the block and into the empty lot that backed up to the back yard of the Flynn-Fletcher house—or maybe just the Fletcher house, Candace supposed. Trying to stay out of sight, she found a gap in the fence and peered through.
The boys were under the big shade tree, as their First-Dimension counterparts so often were. But instead of sitting on the ground and leaning against the tree, the boys were seated in lawn chairs, facing each other.
“Ferb,” Phineas was saying, “I think I need to unload some cum before we get into our project today. How about you?”
Ferb nodded, then took out a control fob, which looked a bit bigger and had more buttons on it than the fob Jeremy used for Candace. Ferb pressed one of the extra buttons, and Vanessa emerged from the house and pranced over to him. She was stark naked, and Candace noticed that her body looked different than it had at the beach. Today, her hips were narrow, her chest was flat, and her face looked unusually youthful.
“Got her in loli mode, I see,” Phineas commented. “Nice.”
Ferb pressed another button on his fob, and Candace watched in astonishment as, in a matter of seconds, Vanessa’s body completely transformed. Her chest expanded until each of her breasts was the size of her head, and her hips widened to twice the breadth of her waist. Even her face morphed into that of a late-twenty-something woman instead of a child or a teenager.
I guess that’s why Ferb keeps her naked when they’re at home, Candace thought. If she’d been wearing clothes just now, she would have exploded out of them.
“Of course,” Phineas said, “MILF mode is nice, too.” Then he turned his head toward the house and called, “Here, Isabella!”
“Coming, Master!” the girl piped, trotting out the back door. She was wearing nothing but her collar and her hair bow as she ran over to where Phineas sat, then knelt at his feet.
“Good girl,” Phineas said, scritching Isabella’s flat head and then gently tweaking one of her little pink nipples, making the girl giggle. Then, as the little Pet beamed at him, Phineas said, “Get me hard so I can fuck you.”
Isabella could not have seemed more enthusiastic when she unzipped Phineas’ shorts, took out his mostly flaccid cock, and plunged her head into his lap to suck it. Candace had learned in her cocksucking training that while “working the outside” was the most common way to start off a blowjob, some owners preferred their girls to go straight to “working the inside,” especially if the cocksucking was in preparation for fucking rather than solely to get the man off.
At the same time, Ferb stood up and pushed down his high-waisted pants and underwear. Candace looked agog at the boy’s member.
Holy cow, Candace thought. He’s only eleven, and he’s as big as Jeremy! I wonder if he used some kind of tech on himself like he did with Vanessa?
Ferb looked at Vanessa’s face and pointed at the ground directly in front of him. The now-voluptuous naked teenager dropped to her knees and began vigorously tonguing Ferb’s cock and balls. The green-haired boy put his hands on Vanessa’s head and closed his oddly sized eyes.
Candace had always thought that Vanessa was beautiful. Even though she was only a year older than Candace, her figure was much more developed, and she had those big, dark eyes, those full lips, and that long, flowing, clearly very manageable hair. Now, seeing Vanessa on her knees with her enhanced body and a cock in her mouth, Candace felt both awed by and envious of Vanessa’s loveliness.
Vanessa’s womanly beauty struck a great contrast with Isabella’s tremendous cuteness. The little girl might have had boyish hips and a chest as flat as the top of her head, but everything about her seemed adorable—the little “O” of her mouth around Phineas’ cock, the almost jaunty way she bobbed her head as she sucked him, the cotton-candy pink of her nipples, her sweet little ass, and even the high-pitched sounds she made around her mouthful of cock. It was no wonder that Phineas smiled down at her with such adoration as he spoke to her.
“Ready to get fucked in the ass, Isabella?”
The girl pulled her head back slowly, her lips giving Phineas’ member one last bit of pleasure on its way out of her mouth. Then, in a demure tone but with a naughty smile, Isabella replied, “Always, Master.”
“Then get down on all fours like the adorable little bitch you are.”
Isabella giggled, then got down on her hands and knees on the grass. She turned her head to look back at Phineas with an open-mouthed smile of eager expectation. The boy smiled back at her, then got on his knees behind her and pushed his hard cock into Isabella’s little pink asshole. The girl sighed blissfully as Phineas went in to the balls.
“You’ve got the tightest little asshole,” Phineas said appreciatively, then started to fuck Isabella at a moderate pace. Isabella closed her eyes and moved her body forward and back at the same pace, helping her master fuck her ass. Candace again had the thought that even though the Isabella of this dimension was a slave, whom Phineas literally treated like a dog, Candace had never seen First-Dimension Isabella look this happy.
Meanwhile, Ferb subtly squeezed Vanessa’s head with his two hands. The girl seemed to know exactly what that meant, because she released Ferb’s cock from her mouth and stood up. Then, after Ferb got up from his lawn chair and fully reclined it, Vanessa lay down on it on her back, grabbed hold of her ankles, and pulled them back next to her head, exposing her lube-shiny asshole to her owner. Then Ferb got on top of her, and Vanessa moaned as the boy pushed his oversized cock into her asshole, sinking in to the hilt. And she moaned louder when Ferb started pumping her.
At the Obedience Academy, Candace had learned about “advanced models.” Whereas becoming a basic model like a Bunny or a Maid was simply a matter of training, advanced models also had physical alterations, mental conditioning, or both. Vanessa was one of these models: a Vixen, as the stylized fox head on her collar tag indicated. Vixens had an enhanced libido, and their erogenous zones were extra-sensitive. (The body-morphing feature, though, appeared to be a customization that Ferb had made himself.) Candace could see the intensity of Vanessa’s pleasure on the girl’s face as Ferb fucked her ass deeply.
Candace knew it was super-weird to be spying on her own brothers as they had sex with their girls, but she couldn’t tear her eyes away—or even her ears, because Phineas’ grunts, Isabella’s high-pitched sighs and moans, and Vanessa’s gasps and whimpers that seemed to wordlessly beg for more were incredible. And these sounds grew louder as the boys fucked their girls harder and harder. It was all Candace could do to keep from reaching her hand up her skirt and rubbing her clit as she watched.
When the two girls climaxed almost simultaneously, Isabella’s scream was higher and Vanessa’s was louder than any Candace had ever heard. Phineas shouted, too, and Candace suddenly imagined how Isabella must feel with that hot cum pumping into her ass. Even Ferb made a loud grunt as he buried his cock in Vanessa’s asshole and shot his load deep inside her.
Candace looked at the sheer post-coital bliss on Isabella and Vanessa’s faces. And now, having spent an entire night being used by Jeremy, Candace knew exactly what the girls were feeling. An involuntary thought came into her mind.
If this is what it means to be owned, then I love being owned.
The boys and girls rested for a few moments. Then Phineas looked over at his brother.
“Hey, Ferb, wanna switch?”
Ferb nodded, and soon, Vanessa was using her hands and mouth to get Phineas hard, then giving him a brief titty-fuck with her huge breasts before Phineas leaned his chair back flat and commanded Vanessa to ride his cock while the smiling boy gazed up at her and fondled her huge breasts. Isabella, likewise, sucked Ferb’s cock until he was hard, then—in response to some wordless signal—lay back on his chair and put her slim legs behind her head so Ferb could give her a mating press-style ass-fuck like he had given Vanessa.
Candace was nearly startled out of her wits when her phone buzzed in her purse. It was Claire, asking how soon Candace would be back to help with dinner. Candace texted back that her bus had been stuck at a train crossing and that she would be home soon. Then Candace bolted.
***
Almost the moment she got home, Candace rushed to the bedroom and changed into one of her new outfits: a white tube top, a fire-engine–red miniskirt, lacy red crotchless panties, and white sandals that showed off her toes, which were painted a bright metallic red. She discovered soon afterwards that her new wardrobe had uses other than just making her look hot, because when Jeremy got home and saw her in her new ensemble, he took her up to his room, bent her over, pulled down her tube top from behind, and used it like a lifting strap to keep her from falling forward while he fucked her standing up. There might have been a time when Candace, considering that scenario in the abstract, would have thought it demeaning or humiliating. But in her new, Third-Dimensional reality, it was nothing but thrilling.
Soon thereafter, while a smiling Candace was in the bathroom cleaning up the cum that was dripping down her pale thighs, Jeremy called to her.
“Candace, I’ve got a couple of surprises for you.”
“Really?” Candace replied, genuinely excited.
She finished washing up and pulled her red thong back into place before emerging from the bathroom.
“Uh-huh,” Jeremy replied. “For one, I got you a subscription to Sweet Buns. You should get your first issue next week.”
“Yay!” Candace replied. Then she embraced Jeremy and kissed him “Thank you, Jeremy!”
“You’re welcome, my sweet little Bunny,” Jeremy replied, smiling and smacking Candace playfully on the ass. She giggled.
“And here’s your other surprise,” Jeremy said.
Jeremy turned on the TV and brought up the list of streaming services to which his family subscribed. There, along with WebFlicks and Waltney Plus, was a listing for RabbitEars.
“Wow, thank you, Jeremy!” Candace said. “This will help me be the best Bunny I can be.”
“I know you’ll be a great one,” Jeremy said, kissing Candace on the cheek and making her giggle again.
***
After dinner, Candace helped Claire and Suzy clean up, then went to join Jeremy in the living room. He was texting on his phone and half-watching a girls’ softball game on the TV. From what Candace could tell, Third-Dimension softball had basically the same rules as its First-Dimension counterpart, except there wasn’t a fixed number of innings; instead, every time one team scored a run, each member of the other team had to remove one of the six parts of their uniform (hat, shoes and socks, bottom, top, bra, and panties). Whichever team scored six runs and thus forced the opposing team to strip completely naked was the winner.
The game seemed to be nearing its conclusion, as the Baby Bombers—a team made up entirely of Babygirls—were all topless, and the mostly clothed all-Maid Cleaning Crew was at bat. Given how much the girls seemed to vary in skill, Candace guessed that these were not professional athletes but had simply been lent by their owners to their respective teams for the afternoon.
“Hey,” Jeremy said, looking up at Candace and muting the game, “Coltrane’s coming over to hang out. We were thinking you and Stacy could put on a little show for us.”
Candace’s face lit up.
“That sounds like fun!” she replied. Then she smiled sexily at Jeremy. “I should probably do some stretches before she gets here. You know, to make sure I’m ready for anything.”
Keeping her eyes on Jeremy, she turned sideways and bent forward, reaching her palms toward the floor. As she slowly bent farther and farther over, her miniskirt rode up, revealing much of her ass and her red crotchless panties. She saw Jeremy smile, and she felt a warm glow inside.
“Oh, Candace,” Jeremy said, “you really learned a lot at obedience school. I should’ve gotten you Bunny training right from the start; you were obviously made for it.”
Candace straightened up, then went over to Jeremy, softly pressing her body against his as she murmured in his ear, “I don’t just love being a Bunny. I love being your Bunny.”
He pulled her onto his lap and put his arms around her torso, one hand fondling her little breast. Candace giggled.
“If she’s not careful,” Jeremy murmured in her ear, “my Bunny is gonna get fucked right here in this chair.”
Candace replied, “Then your Bunny isn’t going to be careful at all.” She giggled again and wriggled her butt in Jeremy’s lap.
The doorbell rang, and Candace dutifully hopped off of Jeremy’s lap and followed him to the front door.
“Hey, Jeremy,” Coltrane said, bro-hugging the blonde boy.
“Hey, Candace,” Stacy said suggestively as she came in behind her man. “You’re looking good in that red miniskirt.” She winked and added, “And by ‘you,’ I mean your cute little ass.” Both girls giggled.
Candace was about to ask Stacy whether she thought the skirt was too tight—like she’d done in obedience school—but the boys were already beckoning them to come into the living room. Jeremy and Coltrane both sat down on the sofa, facing the TV and the throw rug in front of it.
“All right, girls,” Coltrane said. “Ready to put on a little show for us?”
“I’m always ready to show off for you, lover,” Stacy replied. Candace wished she could make her tone of voice even half so mellow and sultry.
Candace winked at Jeremy and added, “If you wanna see it, I wanna show it to you.”
Coltrane took out his phone and synced it to Jeremy’s sound system. The living room speakers began to play a song that Candace didn’t know but was clearly of the same genre as many of the songs she’d danced to at obedience school.
Thus cued, Candace turned around and looked at Stacy—really looked at her, as she’d been taught to do in Bunny training. Candace’s eyes started at Stacy’s dainty, sandalled feet and turquoise-painted toes and traveled up her tawny legs, which were becoming increasingly long and shapely with age and exercise. Her hips were acquiring a bit of womanly width, too; this was made obvious by her black skirt, which came halfway to the knee but was extremely form-fitting. Her waist was slender and looked especially so in her tight, pink fitted T-shirt. The shirt also showed off the sweet little domes of Stacy’s breasts; her nipples could be seen in such detail that it was obvious that Stacy, like Candace, wasn’t wearing a bra. Candace’s gaze then traveled up Stacy’s slender neck to her face, with its cute, pert nose and lovely almond eyes. Finally, Candace admired Stacy’s lustrous black hair; apparently, Third-Dimension Stacy had an excellent haircare regimen. Candace would have to ask her for tips.
Of course, while Candace had been looking over Stacy, Stacy had looked over Candace just as thoroughly. When Stacy’s eyes rose to meet Candace’s gaze, Candace felt a twinge of arousal at knowing that those lovely dark eyes had just traveled up her entire body.
Now, it was time to start dancing. Candace felt awash with relief at being so much better prepared for this now than she had been that day on the beach a month ago. But she still let Stacy, the more experienced Bunny, take the lead.
Stacy’s dance moves were sinuous and sensual, and Candace imitated them as best she could. Once the two girls had established a rhythm, they began to alternate between casting smoky glances at the boys and flirting with each other as they moved to the music.
The girls turned sideways to the boys and undulated their bodies in a series of waves that traveled from head to foot. At first, they did this with Stacy in front of Candace. (Candace guessed that Stacy wanted to make it easier for Candace to imitate her movements.) Then they turned around so that Stacy was behind Candace, and as they danced, Stacy moved forward and pressed her hips against Candace’s ass while moving her hands slowly and sensually down Candace’s torso.
Candace felt a moment of shock. It was one thing to be touched this way at obedience school by a bunch of girls she barely knew, but it felt very different to feel her best friend’s hands moving sensually down over her body, over her breasts and her belly—and with Jeremy watching to boot. But the shock gave way to a deliciously scandalous feeling at the thought that First-Dimension Candace and Stacy would never have dared to do such things.
Deftly, Stacy turned herself and Candace to face the boys, Stacy remaining behind Candace. Then the Asian girl’s slender fingers slid down and grasped the hem of Candace’s tight white top. Candace got the hint and raised her arms, allowing Stacy to artfully peel the top up and off and expose Candace’s pale breasts and pink nipples to the boys. This added to Candace’s feeling of delicious scandal, knowing that Stacy was showing Candace’s tits to Coltrane as well as Jeremy.
Of course, turnabout was fair play. After a few moments of dancing topless for the boys, Candace reached back, grabbed the waistband of Stacy’s skirt, then dropped abruptly into a squat, pulling her best friend’s skirt down to her ankles and revealing the girl’s turquoise-colored lace panties, which matched Stacy’s toenail polish. Jeremy and Coltrane hooted, making Candace feel proud; she had come up with that move herself at obedience school.
Naturally, Stacy was obliged to return the favor. So the moment Candace straightened up, Stacy grabbed the waistband of Candace’s red miniskirt and yanked it down. Now Candace was wearing only her shoes and her satiny red crotchless panties, her pussy on display.
Stacy let Candace continue to dance in front of her while Stacy pulled off her own fitted tee. Thus, when she moved up to dance next to Candace, Stacy too was wearing only panties and shoes.
“This is a pretty nice show,” Coltrane commented.
“Yeah,” Jeremy replied. “Hot, and getting hotter.”
Candace knew from her obedience training that this was a subtle cue to escalate the action. Apparently, Stacy did, too, because she and Candace turned to face each other at the same time, both of them still moving to the music.
“You know, Candace,” Stacy said in that low, sultry voice of hers, “I’ve been thinking about that little red pussy of yours all day.”
“Oh yeah?” Candace replied, running a hand down her own stomach and then over her pussymound. “It’s right here…ready and waiting.”
Still moving in time with the music, Stacy put two hands on Candace’s flat stomach. Then she moved one hand up onto Candace’s little breast as she slid the other hand down onto Candace’s exposed pussy. Stacy’s slim, nimble fingers toyed with Candace’s pink nipple and the redhead’s clit with equal skill, making Candace sigh with pleasure.
Back in her own dimension, it never would have even crossed Candace’s mind that she would enjoy doing something like this with another girl, let alone her bestie. But obedience school had opened Candace’s eyes—to speak only of her eyes—to the joys of girl-on-girl sex play. Stacy made the experience even more enjoyable with her playful, fun attitude. Not to mention that she clearly knew her way around nipples and clits.
“This is a great show, babe,” Jeremy breathed, watching raptly. “I don’t think I can resist you for another second. C’mere.”
She took his extended hand, and he pulled her onto his lap and kissed her. Candace was excited to feel the erection inside his shorts. And she was even more excited when he pushed her down on her back on the sofa and pulled those shorts down.
OMG! Candace thought. He’s going to fuck me right here on the couch! In front of Stacy and Coltrane!
Candace couldn’t wait; she pulled the crotch of her thong panties aside and spread her legs wide.
“Oh, yes, please,” she breathed. “Please fuck me, Jeremy.”
Out of the corner of her eye, she saw Coltrane push Stacy down onto her hands and knees on the cushy throw rug and then mount her from behind. Then Candace’s eyes involuntarily closed, and she moaned loudly as Jeremy’s long, thick cock pushed inside her.
“Oh, Candace,” Jeremy breathed in her ear. “You’re so hot, and so wet…”
“Jeremy…” she moaned. “I live for your cock inside me…”
He began to pump her slowly. Candace raised her legs into the air, wanting him deeper, needing him deeper. Jeremy put more of his weight on her, his chest pressing against her small breasts, and breathed in her ear as he pumped her.
“Ohhhh, yessss…” Candace moaned. “Fuck me, please, fuck me…”
She could hear Stacy moaning, too. She opened her eyes and saw her beautiful, tan-skinned bestie moving forward and back each time Coltrane thrust into her pussy from behind. Candace found that there was something extra-hot about getting fucked by Jeremy and watching Stacy take Coltrane’s cock at the same time. In fact, Candace found herself hoping that the four of them would be doing this kind of thing often, because she wanted to see what Stacy would look like with Coltrane’s cock down her throat, or pumping slow and deep in her asshole.
Jeremy was watching them, too. Then he raised his head and looked at Candace’s face.
“You want me to fuck you like that next time, Candace?” he murmured teasingly. “On all fours on the floor, like a bitch getting bred?”
“Oh yes,” Candace panted. “With my little titties jiggling every time you shove your big tool into me…”
Soon, Jeremy was fucking Candace hard and fast, and Candace was panting with excitement and effort. She was focused mainly on fucking and being fucked, although in the back of her mind, she was also hoping that this “honeymoon” would last a while. But soon she let go of all thought and screamed in ecstasy as Jeremy grunted and pumped a big load of cum deep inside her.
After the sex, the boys sent Candace and Stacy to clean themselves up, and then to clean up their men. Then the two couples snuggled on the sofa as they watched a movie. And then, after Coltrane and Stacy went home, Jeremy took Candace to his room and fucked her once more before falling asleep.
For a minute, Candace lay there, listening to Jeremy’s slow breathing and thinking about everything that had happened that day. So much of it was strange and new and crazy and wrong. Yet Candace couldn’t remember ever having a better day in her life.
***
Some time in the middle of the night, Candace awoke thirsty. She supposed that wasn’t surprising, given all the sex she’d had with Jeremy in the past twenty-four hours. Candace had to suppress a giggle at the thought.
She was about to head to the kitchen for a glass of water when she saw something strange out the bedroom window: the silhouette of a person dressed in black, half hidden behind a tree near the house. Candace had only noticed it because the figure and the tree were backlit by the streetlight that happened to be directly opposite the window from them.
Candace turned to look at Jeremy, wondering if she should wake him up. But she decided that she had better confirm what she had seen first.
When she turned back to the window, the figure was gone.
If it was ever there at all, Candace thought.
She took a deep breath, let it out slowly, and headed to the kitchen.
***
The next morning, Candace was going to the kitchen to help Claire make breakfast when she heard voices coming from Mr. Johnson’s den.
“Do you like my outfit, Daddy?” Suzy was saying. “Nanny Claire helped me choose it.”
The den door was open just a crack, and Candace peeked through to see Suzy from behind. The girl was wearing a pink dress with a lace-trimmed skirt so short that it exposed her legs up to the mid-thigh. She had a pink hair ribbon to match, plus black patent leather shoes and little white socks.
“It’s very nice, sweetie,” her father replied from somewhere outside of Candace’s narrow field of view. “It looks like you learned a few things at obedience school.”
“I learned a lot, Daddy!” Suzy replied.
“Well, then,” the man replied, “come over here and show me.”
Suzy moved out of view, and Candace heard a rustling sound that she guessed was Suzy climbing onto her father’s lap. Then she heard a much quieter sound: that of lips softly smacking.
OMG, Candace thought. Is he kissing his own daughter? Like, on the lips?
Candace remembered then that girls in this dimension didn’t use the word “father” but “sire,” and that fathers called their daughters “sirees.” And now, the reasoning behind that strange terminology began to dawn on her.
He doesn’t think of Suzy as his child, Candace thought. And she doesn’t think of him as her father. She’s his property, and he can do whatever he wants with her. And she’s his Babygirl and will let him.
“Wanna see what else I can do, Daddy?” she heard Suzy ask.
“You bet I do,” the man replied.
Candace heard a zipper opening. And then she heard a sound that, over the four weeks of her obedience training, she had come to recognize as readily as any: the sound of a girl sucking cock.
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