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TiF 3: Stop the Multiverse, I Want to Get Off	By : jackrabbit Category: Kim Possible > Crossover > FemmeSlash - Female/Female Views: 13560 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 1
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Chapter 6 --- Come On Baby, Do the Locomotion
As the Silver Streak bore relentlessly toward its close encounter with the station, its involuntary passengers tried to figure out what to do.
Tabitha turned to Amara. “You have the most power. Can’t you just melt the fucking engine or something?”
“I could but I can’t. Non-interference, remember? The train must crash into the station. All we can do is try to figure out a way to get off it first.”
“Yeah,” Kitty agreed. “Without being seen. I could have tried to phase the train through the station. This one time, I did phase one train through another, at least part of the way. But that’s out, too.”
Since stopping the train was not an option, Juniper tried to figure out a way that her strength could help get them off it. She didn’t want to do anything in front of Ophelia, but if they all died that wouldn’t matter. The problem was that tossing the other girls off would cause more trauma than simply jumping. Perhaps throwing them backwards really hard would counteract some of the forward velocity and make it a softer landing. But it wouldn’t be possible to stay off camera doing that, and it would probably not kill the velocity enough anyway.
“Everybody sit down on the floor,” Kitty said. “Facing each other. Pack yourselves as tight as you can, but leave a hole in the middle for me. And make it quick.” She gazed at the track ahead, hearing the girls rustling around behind her. She needed a curve, with a point along it where there was nothing in the direction the train was facing at that instant. As fast as they were moving, and with the packed train yard, the window would be tight. Fortunately, all turns would be fairly gradual, or the train would turn over at its excessive speed. And it didn’t in the movie. A gradual turn would give Kitty more time to pick a spot. She turned around to find that the girls had followed her directions and were sitting there looking at her with questioning faces. She gave them a thumbs-up. “Stand by.”
A half minute or so later, Kitty found a good jump-off place. She quickly joined the girls and plopped down in the middle of the group. That would have been difficult for someone else, with eight girls tightly packed together, but Kitty just phased through, much to the astonishment of most of them. But they hadn’t seen anything yet.
“Everybody grab ahold of me, doesn’t matter where, and don’t let go until this is over. If you let go, you die.”
The girls blinked at that, but followed directions. It took some shuffling for the eight of them to latch onto some part of Kitty, but they managed. “Okay, here we go. You might want to close your eyes, because this will be pretty fucking weird if you haven’t done it. I don’t want anybody freaking out and letting go.”
Kitty phased the group through the bottom of the train and then into the roadbed below. Kitty couldn’t levitate, but she did have a sort of buoyancy when phasing through something solid. Otherwise she would have sunk to the center of the earth on her first phase. The group initially dropped completely below the surface, then Kitty raised them to a point where her head was just out of the ground. She needed to see where they were going. A couple of the other heads were also above ground, but several of the girls had hunched over, so they were completely underground.
Not surprisingly, they were still moving at high speed, since there had been no time to lose momentum. But immediately the train started to pull ahead, as it was still under power and they were not. The first few seconds, Kitty’s head had been zooming along between the tracks, but then the mild curve drifted it toward the outer rail, then though it. Now the phased group was cruising through the yard, on a tangent. The train veered off toward its disastrous end, but the Freefallers would not participate in it.
Now that they were out in the open, Kitty lowered the group until only her eyes were above ground, to make herself harder to see. She didn’t want to freak out the locals. Seeing a group of disembodied heads scooting across a field would not contribute toward mental health.
There was no way for Kitty to predict where they would stop. All she could do was hold the phase and then deal with it then. If they wound up in something solid, she would just have to hold it a little longer, until she could shift them to clear space. Her head passed through more rails and on one occasion, the wheels of a boxcar.
Amara and Tabitha had been phased before, so they kept their eyes open. It was like being on a low-riding bobsled, minus the snow.
Kitty had thought that they would coast to a halt somewhere in the yard, but as they gradually slowed, the final destination appeared to be the station. They would arrive there after all, just at a more sedate pace. Kitty had already heard the tremendous crash after the train rushed on ahead to its destructive rendezvous.
It looked as if the final resting place would be just outside the wall of the station. It was intact, of course, since the tangent had taken them some distance from the crash site. But Kitty had miscalculated slightly. They came to a stop right next to the wall, but on the inside, having passed through it.
Kitty looked around. They appeared to be in a restroom. No urinals, so it was the right one. She applied positive buoyancy and lifted the group until they were above the floor. Then she dephased. “It’s over, everybody. We’re in the station.”
Amara and Tabitha had seen the whole thing, but the others opened their eyes for the first time and look around in bewilderment. “What just happened?”
Kitty explained her phasing power. The others looked confused, but had no choice but to accept the explanation. There was no alternative explanation for how they could have gone from a runaway train to sitting on the floor in a public toilet.
Kitty knew that Hilly Burns was out there somewhere, looking at the wreckage of of the Silver Streak with George Caldwell, while Grover Muldoon stole the sports car on display. Even though Kitty wanted to fuck Hilly, since she would look just like an early-thirties Jill Clayburgh, it wouldn’t be right to seek her out. If left alone, the woman would not be pulled into the Multiverse and could go on with a normal life.
How that the excitement was over, the virgin Freefallers were registered with FEKDIS and received their kits.
After a brief survey, the veterans determined that June, Ophelia, Lyra, and Ripley were in need of popping.
“Are we going to do it right here in a public restroom?” Tabitha asked. “Not that I give a shit, but we might spend our time in this universe in a jail cell.”
Kitty shrugged. “The station was evacuated. People were running for their lives. The ones who are still here probably don’t need to go to the bathroom because they, like, already pissed in their pants.”
The candidates were sat down on the floor while the others slowly undressed them. Of course, the tile turned out to be a little cold on bare asses, so they sat on the clothes taken off. Then, after a little instruction and coaxing, the four dongs appeared, while eight tits expanded in size. As usual, the recipients were floored by these developments, staring at their new equipment and touching it.
After the initial exploration, the others swarmed around them and took over the handling. This time there were almost as many students as teachers. Vivian took Lyra, while Amara did Ripley, Kitty staked out June, and Tabitha took Ophelia in hand. Connie, as the odd girl out, started to assist with Ripley, but the woman was somewhat unnerved by her presence. “I’m a little skittish around alien life forms at the moment. It’s nothing personal.” So Connie helped with the other three instead, moving between them. Like before, Pan made a nuisance of himself, so Lyra had to send him away again.
Vivian kissed Lyra, and lightly stroked the girl’s dick with her fingers. She laid the other hand on one of the brand-new tits. Lyra made a noise deep in her throat, but managed to keep kissing. She stroked Vivian’s hair.
Amara went straight to oral, licking the soft dick and rolling it around with her tongue. She handled Ripley’s balls at the same time, gently feeling each in its sac, then lightly bumping them together.
Since June and Ophelia were friends, Kitty put them together and rubbed the two girlcocks against each other. Tabitha squeezed one set of tits, while Connie massaged the other.
Given the newness of the sensations, all four of the candidates hardened almost immediately. Just as their handlers prepared to start jerking, there was a noise from the door. Everyone whirled to find Hilly Burns standing there with a shocked expression on her face. “Oh my fucking god!” She had been surprised enough to find group sex in the middle of the restroom. Then she saw the dicks and her jaw dropped further. “What the...? Are those...?”
“Sure they are,” Kitty said. “C’mere, so you can take a closer look.”
Hilly hesitated, then approached the group, eyes fixed on the girlcocks. She knelt on the floor beside Ophelia, then reached out to touch the dick with a shaking hand. She lightly squeezed it, noting the rigidity. “Omigod, it is real.” Then she felt one of the tits, which of course was much bigger than a few minutes earlier. “And these are real too. How can that be? I didn’t think hermaphrodites were functional.” She poked the hard dick again. “This definitely qualifies as functional.” She ran her finger down the length of it, drawing a moan out of the pre-teen. She touched June’s dick as well, with a similar reaction.
“They aren’t exactly hermaphrodites. At least not in the normal sense. They weren’t born that way. In fact, they’ve only had the dicks for about five minutes. They’re about to have their first cum shots. Would you like to help?”
Hilly gave Kitty a wide-eyed expression, then looked at the dicks again. Then she nodded and grasped both of them. “Uhhhhhhhhhh,” June moaned, while Ophelia echoed with a similar sound. Finally, Hilly bent down and sucked on June’s dick, while retaining a grip on Ophelia’s. Then she reversed, blowing the Goth girl.
“Take it easy with them,” Kitty suggested. “They aren’t going to last anyway.” She squeezed Hilly’s tits through the clothes. At the same time, Tabitha reached under the skirt and rubbed the pussy through the panties. Hilly did some moaning of her own, spreading her legs to provide better access.
After the momentary distraction, Amara resumed blowing Ripley while Vivian did the same with Lyra. Connie continued to rove around, feeling up everyone and taking an occasional suck on one of the dicks. Except Ripley’s, of course.
Lyra was in a dazed state, unable to believe she was sitting here with a grown woman sucking a dick attached to her, one that hadn’t even been there until a few minutes ago. Lyra had led a fairly sheltered life as a ward of Jordan College, and then everything had turned upside down, all kinds of things happening at once: Lord Asriel, Dust, Mrs. Coulter, the alethiometer, the Gyptians, the Armored Bears, the Gobblers, the frozen North. Then being taken out of her world entirely. And now this. Having sensation completely outside her body was throwing her for a loop. She could feel Vivian’s warm lips on the head of her dick, the one she shouldn’t even have. She reached down to touch her balls, a mass of flesh where her pussy used to be. She knew about nut cracks, having given Roger a few, so she was very careful touching her own nuts. Astonishingly, she could feel the fingers brushing against them.
Pan was going through his wild gyrations again. Apparently this was going to happen every time she had sex outside of her own universe. Or at least when having sex with a person who had no daemon, which amounted to the same thing.
Vivian gradually went deeper, bringing more and more of the dick into play, drawing louder moans out of Lyra and more crazed antics by Pan.
Even though Ripley was nothing like Lyra, her situation was similar in that she had gone from a normal, predictable existence to absolute chaos in a short amount of time, partly because of the Freefallers, and partly because of events in her own universe. In her case the beginning had been the disruption of the long sleep and the trip the others had taken down to the planet, bringing back some sort of alien parasite. Like Lyra, Ripley had then been pulled into a radically different world, or rather worlds, hundreds of years in her past. She had been no more prepared for the acquisition of a dick than the pre-teen had been. But now that it was here, she was enjoying the hell out of it. She laid a hand on Amara’s head, impressed by the latin teen’s beauty. And by her cocksucking skill. Of course, in her current state, a lousy blow job would have gotten her off almost as quickly as a good one.
Since June and Ophelia were so close together in a facing position, it was comparatively easy for Hilly to blow both of the dicks simultaneously. The two girls moaned and clutched each other as they felt the warm sucking mouth and the rubbing against the other girl’s cock. Kitty and Tabitha stroked and squeezed the younger girls’ tits, which were now much bigger than when they sat down here. There was kissing as well, but the candidates were too distracted to reciprocate.
Unlike Jody, Ophelia rarely got excited about anything, but of course sexual excitement was a whole different animal. She was just as incoherent as June, trying to deal with the radically different sensations running through her lower body.
June couldn’t let herself go completely. She had to maintain at least a tiny amount of control to avoid hurting her lovers with her great strength. Ever since spraining Jody’s ankle during one sex session, she had tried to be more careful. She touched the other girls lightly now, but when she approached oragsm, she would have to keep her hands to herself.
And orgasm was not far off, as usual for pop sessions. All of the newbies were showing the signs. The girls blowing were tasting a steady stream of pre-cum, so they prepared for the arrival of the full load.
Vivian popped Lyra’s dick out of her mouth and jerked it frenetically, while Connie placed her face in front of it to receive the bounty. Given her elongated head, she had trouble with positioning, her cone poking the girl’s tit. The strange stimulation of her newly-enlarged mammary pushed Lyra over the edge. The girl cried out and poured what seemed like gallons of cum into Connie’s face. Across the room, Pan, now a bobcat, yowled in unison with his human, apparently having a simultaneous orgasm. Lyra trembled as her dick continued to pulse, sending spurt after spurt to coat Connie’s face. “Gllaaaahhhhh.”
Ripley let go soon after, creating a mess on her stomach. After the first frew spurts, Amara placed her other hand in front of the spewing cock, the seminal streams smacking against her palm. The cum still oozed down on Ripley, of course, just in a different place. The woman gripped the side of Amara’s neck, a little too firmly for comfort, as her dick continued to squirt cum. But she didn’t put pressure on the throat, so the latin girl could bear it. Amara held Ripley’s wrist, giving it a coating of the woman’s own cum, as the cum source continued to spew. Finally the flow stopped and Ripley laid there gasping.
Hilly continued the tandem blow job until the very end. June fired first, then Ophelia followed a second later. Then Hilly swallowed feverishly, trying to keep up with the double deluge. She could have probably kept up with one flow, but both together were too much for her. She gulped down what she could, but much of it overflowed and ran down the still-pumping girlcocks. Ophelia held onto Hilly as her dick continued to spew, but June had grabbed the pipe under the sink instead. It turned out to be a wise precaution, given the dents she put in it with her fingers.
Finally all four ran down and laid there trembling, some with tongues hanging out. Cum was everywhere. Their handlers let them rest while they were cleaned up.
“Well,” Hilly said. “That was different. Who are you people anyway?” By now she had noticed the unusual natures of Connie and Pan. She had been blinded by the dicks before. Hilly had never heard of the Coneheads, because they were introduced in 1977, a year after Silver Streak. For that matter, she couldn’t have heard of Ripley, Kitty or Amara either, introduced in 1979, 1980 and 1983 respectively. The others were from an even later timeframe.
Kitty gave the usual newbie orientation. Hilly had trouble with it, but she couldn’t deny that something strange was going on. She was especially astonished to learn that she could have her own dick in less than a hour and somebody would be going through the same procedure with her.
But Hilly’s confusion suddenly increased a hundredfold. She cried out as the lights suddenly went out. Something else had changed. Even though she couldn’t see, she could feel wind and hear spashing.
Hilly heard Kitty’s voice. “Calm down everybody. We just ripped into nighttime. It’ll take a few seconds for our eyes to adjust. Don’t move around until you can see. Who’s here?”
Other voices responded. Hilly spoke up as well.
“Awesome,” Kitty said. “We didn’t lose anybody. That often happens when a rip is fairly soon after another. We usually don’t split unless we’ve been in a universe for a little while.”
Once the group could see, they found that they were on the grounds of a fancy high-rise hotel, standing next to the pool.
Hilly was still disoriented. “We’re in...in another universe now? Which one?”
Kitty shrugged. “We don’t know yet. There are hotels in lots of movies and shows. It’s probably a safe location, unless the movie is about upscale gangsters or something. Like Casino or Heat.”
But Kitty’s reassuring words were contradicted by a piercing scream. Strangely, the sound came from above. The girls looked up to find a woman falling out of the sky, apparently having jumped out of a hotel window. Kitty’s combat reflexes kicked in and she ran toward the woman’s impact point, but she would not get there in time to try phasing her into the ground. And at that velocity, the contact would be broken anyway. Amara’s power was totally useless in this type of situation.
As Kitty ran, she realized that she had miscalculated the trajectory. The woman was going to hit the pool rather than the concrete. Still, with that kind of impact, water wasn’t much different from concrete. If she hit flat, she could break her back.
The woman managed to hit the pool mostly upright, making a fairly clean entry. Kitty dived in after her, but the woman appeared to be conscious, and was swimming on her own, though without much coordination. She broke the surface and thrashed around, totally disoriented. Kitty guided her toward the shallow end, where the two of them crawled out of the pool.
Kitty was surprised to find that the woman was mostly naked. The mutant girl pulled a towel off a nearby lounge and covered the dazed woman with it, but not before noticing the awesome tits. She could still see the beautiful face and dark brown hair.
It appeared that the woman was merely traumatized rather than physically hurt. She refused medical attention, asking to be taken back to her room. She didn’t have her key, but was coherent enough to remember the room number, though not where the room actually was.
Someone from the hotel staff escorted her to the room. “You come too,” she said to Kitty, recognizing the teen who had helped her. The rest of the Freefallers went along as well, since they had nowhere else to go.
In the room, she was examined by a doctor and found to be a little bruised, but nothing serious. After assuring the hotel representatives that she was okay and just wanted to rest, they finally left, but not until she assured them that she had no plans to sue the hotel.
Kitty and her group started to leave as well, but the woman called out to them. “Wait! I wanted to thank you for helping me.”
Kitty came back and sat on the bed, taking her hand. “Any time. I’m just glad you’re all right. I nearly shit when I saw you falling.”
“I’m surprised I didn’t on the way down.”
Kitty shook her head sadly. “What happened to make someone as sexy as you do something like that?”
“Huh? You think I jumped?”
Kitty blinked. “Well, yeah. You didn’t?”
“Fuck no! I was thrown! I was about to have sex with a guy and all of a sudden a bunch of other guys burst in and tossed me out the window! They must have been his gay lovers or something and got jealous that he was going to do a girl.”
“Oh, shit!” Kitty said. “You’re Plenty O’Toole, and the guy you were going to fuck was James Bond! This is Diamonds Are Forever.”
Plenty looked at her with a bewildered expression. “Huh? Yeah, I am Plenty O’Toole, and that was James Bond, but I don’t get the part about diamonds.”
“Never mind. Tell you later. I’m just glad you’re okay.” Kitty stroked her hand, then bent down to kiss her. Plenty reciprocated, stroking the teen’s hair. She shifted her body toward Kitty, then grimaced in pain. “Ow!”
“What’s wrong?”
“I think I bruised my ass on that side when I hit the water. It hurts to lie on it.”
“Let me see.”
Plenty looked into Kitty’s eyes. Seeing actual concern there, she rolled over into a face down position, going in the opposite direction to avoid pressure on the sore ass cheek. Since she was covered only by a sheet, this exposed the back side of her body completely. The girls gathered around to look.
There was a dark blotch on the ass cheek, but it covered only about a quarter of the flesh. Kitty traced the boundary with her finger, careful not to touch the sore part. “It’s not bad. Only this much.” She touched the undamaged side, then cautiously squeezed it. “This side appears to be okay.”
“Mmmmmmmmmm, yes, that feels good. Doesn’t hurt at all.”
The girls inspected Plenty’s body completely, checking for more bruises. Of course, the doctor had already done that, but this was more fun. Surprisingly, there weren’t that many bruises. Fortunately, none of them were in fun areas, though one was pretty high on the leg and caution would have to be taken to avoid it.
Plenty rolled over on her side so that everything was accessible, again avoiding pressure on the bruised side. The girls touched and kissed her everywhere.
Ophelia and Tabitha handled the awesome tits. “It’s easy to see how you got that nickname. There’s definitely plenty here.”
Amara and Connie rubbed the luscious ass, carefully avoiding the dark area. “Same here,” Amara said, “unless it’s swollen from the hit.” Which set off a round of giggling. Hilly poked at the asshole and stroked the back. June massaged the legs, giving the bruised area a wide berth.
Lyra ate Plenty’s pussy, after lifting the leg for access, while Kitty and Ripley kissed the dark-haired beauty. “Omigod,” the target murmured around their lips. “You girls are everywhere. Ohhhhhhhhhhhhh.”
They laid Plenty on her back, after placing a couple of pillows to keep the sore ass cheek off the bed, then devoured her again. As the woman writhed, her eyes were covered with part of the sheet and Kitty lightly placed her hand over it, indicating that the makeshift blindfold was to stay. Plenty got the idea, and kept her hands away from it.
Plenty smiled as she heard and felt the girls shuffling around, liking the idea of not knowing who was doing what to her. She reached around, trying to guess identities by touching her lovers. Tit size wouldn’t work as well as it should, given that the smaller girls were surprisingly busty. She felt hands gently spreading her legs apart, then a tongue on her pussy, plus hands stroking her inner thighs. She touched the head of the girl who was eating her, noting that it was one of the smaller girls. The hair was curly, so it was the brown-haired girl with the pet rather than the one with purple and pink. There was another mouth on her left tit. This one didn’t have hair at all, it was the girl with the deformed head. Plenty had been startled by that, but if everyone else could ignore it, so could she. She continued exploring those around her tactilely, and thought she had a pretty good idea which was which. Then they all switched places, requiring her to re-identify them.
Hilly hadn’t really been fucked yet, so the girls laid her out on the bed as well, and allocated some of the carnal resources to her, though Plenty was still the main target. Hilly became a staging area for the dicks. She hadn’t seen most of the girls with dicks, but she knew it was possible, so she was only mildly surprised to find that everyone could do it.
Kitty nanomorphed first, and rubbed the flaccid cockhead across Plenty’s face. The woman took on a startled expression, her eyes probably wide under the sheet, and reached for the dick. But it was gone. She giggled, knowing some type of game was being played, but having no clue of the true nature of it. “Oh, so one of you is a guy, huh?”
“Something like that,” Kitty said.
Plenty giggled again. “Okay. Well, fuck me, ya big ape.”
“Later. You’ll get fucked, I promise. I have to get it hard first.”
“Riiiiiiiiight.” Plenty would never get mistaken for an intellectual, but she knew that artificial dicks didn’t go from soft to hard. But if the girls wanted to pretend, she’d play along.
For either Plenty or Hilly to get fucked, somebody had to get hard, so Hilly worked on that, again blowing two girls at once. In addition to Kitty, all of the others had switched over. Letting Plenty suck dicks would give away the game, or at least tip her off that something abnormal was going on. Rather than bottleneck all the cocksucking through Hilly, the girls blew each other as well, while doing something with Plenty at the same time. For instance, Vivian ate Plenty’s pussy, while Ripley sucked Vivian’s dick in parallel and played with her own. Lyra kissed Plenty, while having her cock sucked by Amara.
The girls continued to rove around Plenty and Hilly, repeatedly changing sex acts while blowing each other or being blown by Hilly.
Finally everyone had a hardon and it was time to put them somewhere. In whispers, the veterans told the newbies it was best for them to fuck in short runs, with backoff periods, so that they could go longer this time. So they alternated, with someone experienced going for a while, then a newly-cocked girl fucking briefly, then another veteran. In any case, everyone would have plenty of opportunity inside both of the available pussies.
Amara started off in Plenty, while Vivian entered Hilly. The latter knew what was going on, but the former was astonished at how realistic the strapon was. “Ohhhhhhhhhh. That feels incredible. Oh, fuck me!” She held the teen as she was pounded, stroking the long hair. Plenty continued her guessing game, but it was harder to concentrate now. Given the hair and the smaller size, this was probably the latin girl. The other girls continued to handle and kiss Plenty and Hilly in other places, partly for the extra pleasure and partly to reinforce their hardons. In addition, they handled the dicks directly, both their own and each other’s. As she waited her turn, Connie gripped both Lyra’s and Ophelia’s cocks, but she didn’t jerk them. They would go off soon enough anyway.
Hilly didn’t have the surprise at finding out how good the fucking felt. She already knew it was a real dick. But she got just as much pleasure out of it. She was completely filled up by Vivian, the dick bigger than most guys she had been with. She grabbed the blonde’s ass, urging her in deeper.
After a few moments, it was time to rotate a newbie into both orifices. June fucked Plenty, while Ripley penetrated Hilly. Both cock recipients noticed the comparative awkwardness, but only Hilly knew the reason for it. Plenty assumed it was because of the girl’s age, and lack of experience with strapons. This was obviously the small asian girl, as she was the right size and no one else had hair that length. But despite the clumsiness, it still felt great. She stroked the girl’s back in encouragement. Plenty was mildly surprised by the affect the sex was having on the girl. Strapons didn’t do much for the person doing the fucking, it was mainly for the benefit of the one being fucked. This must be one of the double-ended kind, to get that kind of reaction. The girl must be actually feeling something.
On the other end of the dick, June’s eyes were glazed over. She was feeling something, all right. She was feeling the inside of a woman for the first time, at least with something other than fingers. It wasn’t even remotely the same. She moaned as her dick was encased in velvety wetness. “Ooooooooooooh.” June worked the dick in further, getting that amazing sensation over more of the length. She clumsily adjusted her position until the girlcock was in all the way, buried to the balls. “Nnngggghhhh.”
Ripley was equally overwhelmed. She had sexual experience, but not like this. Her performance and reaction was similar to June’s. Hilly lightly held her, enjoying the other woman’s pleasure as much as her own. And that was saying a lot, because the cock in her felt marvelous.
The newbies were allowed only a little stimulation, then hands pulled at their asses, urging them to withdraw. Neither wanted to, but both understood that if they held off it would feel even better when they finally let go.
Kitty and Tabitha took their places and the tandem gang-bang continued. All of the girls had multiple chances with both Plenty and Hilly. Giving the newbies short time slots made them last longer, but everyone knew they were on borrowed time no matter what. But what the hell. They would get better at it. The fuckees changed positions occasionally, but Plenty kept her blindfold.
Plenty had learned the rotation by now, and always knew who was going to penetrate her next. She just didn’t know what she was being penetrated with. She had figured out for herself that some of the girls were not going to last as long and tried to avoid overstimulating them. She went all out on the others, using her hands on them as much as possible. That actually helped balance things out, bringing the veterans to the edge a little quicker. Of course that would reduce the overall fuck time, but it wasn’t as if she was being shortchanged on the fucking. She hadn’t had a session like this since her school days.
This time Lyra was the first to let go. She had held off as long as she could, but the dick finally rebelled and sprayed cum deep into Plenty’s love tunnel. “Nnnggggghhh,” the girl moaned. “Gllllluuuuuhhh.”
“Jesus!” Plenty exclaimed. “I felt it jerk! And it’s ejaculating? What the fuck kind of strapon is this?” She rocked back in astonishment as it continued to behave like a real dick.
“It’s an advanced model,” Kitty said quickly. “Not on the market yet. Very expensive.”
“Wow,” was the response. “You’ll have to tell me how to get one.”
Kitty had to suppress a giggle. “We’ll give you one for free.”
Lyra finally ran down and shakily pulled herself out of Plenty, the dick leaking a cum trail. She was out for the count and sat on the floor unsteadily. Pan snuggled up against her, also leaking cum. He had had another simultaneous detonation.
Tabitha took Lyra’s place, squishing most of the cum out of Plenty as she drove her own dick inside. The passage was even more slippery now. The rotation continued, for both pussies. Even though no one had cum in Hilly yet, she was starting to get indirect spooge from the dicks that had been in Plenty.
But soon she had her own supply, as Ripley succumbed, crying out and firing her load of goo.
The gang-bang was starting to wind down now as more and more of the girlcocks fired. Some of the veterans were starting to lose it now. After several loads had been forced out, there was a huge quantity of cum on the outside, like the pussies had been hit by custard pies.
Plenty was starting to suspect something now. Why would the girls have to drop out if they were merely passing strapons around?
Finally it was down to Amara in Plenty and Tabitha in Hilly. “This is gonna be it for me,” the latin girl said. “Do you think you can cum with me?”
“Sure,” Plenty replied. “I’ve been holding off, but I don’t think I can go much longer. Slam it to me.”
Amara hammered Plenty as hard as she could, while the woman tried equally hard to stimulate her. “Uhhhhhhhhhh,” Amara moaned. “I’m gonna...I’m gonna...”
She did. The dick pumped a huge quantity of cum into a cavity that had been filled and emptied several times already. Plenty let go as well, and her love tunnel clamped down on the spurting girlcock. Since Amara had gone so long, the deluge continued for a while, completely filling Plenty up and overflowing still more spooge to the outside. Plenty churned inside for an equal amount of time.
The orgasms of Tabitha and Hilly were equally intense and went on just as long, if not longer. Finally the four of them wound down and laid there exhausted.
After a moment, Plenty stirred and pulled the sheet off her face. “I have got to see what you were fucking me with.”
“Sure,” Amara said, “Here’s mine.” She grabbed the now-soft dick and slung it around, globs of cum flying off it.
Plenty’s jaw dropped. “What...the...fuck!? That’s a...I mean it’s...”
“A real dick,” Kitty finished for her as everyone laughed. “And you’ll have one yourself in less than an hour. I told you that you’d be getting one for free.”
A few confusing moments later, the girls cleaned themselves up, dressed, and laid on the bed to rest. But they had worn themselves out more than they thought. Within minutes, everyone was asleep.
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Amara woke with a start, with the sun in her eyes. Dimly realizing that there had been a rip, she quickly looked around, though it took a moment to register what she was seeing. Lyra and Hilly were lying nearby, still asleep. Pan was snuggled against his human. Thus far, Lyra and her daemon had not been separated. Hopefully Serafina, wherever she was, also had Kaisa with her. Amara gently woke up her charges.
They appeared to be on the grounds of a mansion. Some sort of party or other kind of gathering was in progress, judging by the number of expensive cars parked on the lawn. After shifting their position, the Freefallers could see that the event was outdoors. It appeared to be a wedding, since a handful of people were standing up before others seated in rows. The placement and clothing colors of those in the spotlight re-enforced the wedding idea. They were too far away to be recognized.
“A society wedding,” Hilly said. “Well, that narrows it down.”
“Totally,” Amara agreed. “Only a few hundred possibilities.”
But suddenly something occurred that narrowed it down a great deal. There was a tremendous barrage of noise coming from behind them, sounding like the crack of doom. It was the sound of an engine, some big vehicle about to run them over. The group dived to the sides, trying to get out of its path. It somehow passed by without crunching anyone. The girls rolled over to see what had almost flattened them.
It was a monster truck, but one that was even stranger than a typical vehicle of that type. The huge wheels, the undercarriage and the engine appeared to be just like any other monster truck. But the body... It looked ancient, as if it had been built over 50 years ago. Somebody had taken the fossilized vehicle and converted it to a monster truck.
A blonde woman in a nurse’s uniform was driving, though she obviously didn’t know how to handle such a beast. The old lady riding shotgun could hardly hang on to her seat. At any second, she would be tossed out on her withered ass.
The truck cut a swath through the parked cars, laying waste to Rolls-Royces, Ferraris, and Bentleys like an automotive Grim Reaper with a taste for elegance. Finally it crashed into the pavilion.
Well, Amara thought, now we know. It’s the Beverly Hillbillies. Then something else occurred to her. That can’t be. Elly May is already a Freefaller. No universe has ever been ripped into twice. She was confused for a moment, then worked it out. Oh, wait. The monster truck. This is the movie version. Different Elly May, different universe.
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