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I love to write stories with other people, and this one is no exception. I typically don't post these because they can be considered more fap material than actual stories, however this story felt different. I wrote this with my friend, and unlike most stories, we took our time, though some may disagree and call this rushed. We tried our hand at mixing in suspense, and I feel that it works. We didn't make a hard effort to polish this, so if there are grammar mistakes, which there are, we apologize ahead of time. :P Please, please, please leave feedback. It's a real confidence booster. || I mean we'll probably keep writing no matter what, but the inclination to share sharply goes down =/ Either way, enjoy || Sunday Morning - Chapter 1 By: LeeLee and Rin Moving was always tough for both parent and child. Young Tyler was leaving behind all of his classmates and friends to go to this new place. While it was sad to leave them all behind he knew they had no other choice. With the death of his father he and his mom had to leave for a place more suited to the woman's income. While Ariel made decent money on her own, she could not hope to keep up with paying for everything and the house that having two sources of income provided. Both were still reeling somewhat from the death but they were slowly pulling out of it. Ariel gave her son a little shove to wake him up, giving him a playful smile when he did. "We're almost there, sleepyhead. Don't you want to see your new home?" "I would of seen it anyway, dummy," he muttered groggily, lifting his head off of the door panel. It wasn't spiteful, but Tyler had to dodge a slap anyway. "Hehe, too slow!" "If I wasn't driving right now I'd get you for that one, mister!" Ariel looked up and smiled at the yellow light at the coming intersection. The moment the light went red she parked and rained soft blows onto the laughing boy. The two of them got along great and only pulled closer with her husband's passing. As long as they were together they felt nothing could tear them apart. Finally, after hours of driving, they arrived. Tyler looked out of his window to look around his new home. Many white picket fences and green lawns could be seen from all sides. Children ran the streets playing tag, hide and seek and other childish games. One ran pass the parking car and waved. The girl was pretty cute, brilliant blue eyes, long blond hair and snow white skin. Tyler waved back as he checked her out. She looked to be around his age, eleven, just a little shorter and... a bit dirtier? It seemed the girl didn't notice she still had some sort of snack on her lips. It was white and thick so Tyler assumed she had eaten some ice cream too quickly and pointed it out. The girl gasped, wiped it up and licked it before thanking him with one more brilliant flash of pearly whites and dashing off. This little display didn't go unnoticed by Ariel. She poked her son in the ribs and smiled devilishly at him. "Making girlfriends already I see! Who knew my boy could be such a charmer~" It was a joke, but that didn't stop Tyler's face from turning a crimson. She just laughed and kept driving. He was always so shy when it came to things like that. At least he was into girls after all. Not that she would have minded having a gay son of course. "Do you want to go play with them later? You can after we've gotten all of the boxes out of the car. The moving truck won't be here till tomorrow, so it won't take too long." The child's face returned to its former color and he nodded eagerly. He had been cooped up in the far for over five hours, so he really wanted to stretch his legs and get some exercise. He could be a ball of energy when he was bored. Ariel was happy that he'd have other kids his own age to play around with. Pulling up to their new home, Ariel marveled at its size. It certainly looked smaller online. This was her first time seeing the house in person like this. It was quite big despite only being three bedrooms one bath, an odd number to be sure. It looked new, with freshly painted white walls and double oak French doors. The lawn was well kept, lush and green with life. For some reason she had the impression that the picture and price was too good to be true. It was so odd that a beautiful house like this didn't yet have an owner to speak of when she placed her offer which was below the asking price. It was nothing short of a miracle that they were even here. When she had asked her realtor why the owner picked her over anyone else who had bid on it, she replied it was because she and her son looked "cute," Ariel just laughed. It was more likely that she had gotten it because she was a single mother. No one lost money because they thought people were simply cute. Did they? The unpacking went along pretty smoothly. There were only ten medium boxes and a couple of small bags. They were each shoved into a corner on the hardwood flooring and out of the way. Since they didn't have beds here yet, Ariel bought an air mattress for them to share in the living room. She was busy blowing that up when she heard the doorbell ring. Before she even thought about getting up, Tyler had already bolted to the door... It was the little girl from before. She introduced herself to the mother as Alison, one of their neighbors. Tyler fidgeted nervously, giving a big tell that he liked this girl. She didn't blame him, she was a vision. She wore her hair in long pigtails, two bright red bows holding them together. The bows matched her dress, a simple red T-shirt and shorts. The T-shirt slid a bit since it was too big for her tiny frame and almost showed a bit more than a girl should be showing. However it was hot so they didn't think it was weird. Ariel invited her in but Alison made her intentions known. The little thief was going to steal her son away! The mother chuckled and nodded, sending them both off with her blessing. Warmth grew in her heart as she watched the two run off, feeling like they would be happy here. Tyler was happy for a whole different reason. Such a cute girl was not only talking to him but was his friend as soon as he got here! She was talking about something but he barely heard her. He was just enthralled by her scent, the way she spoke and, honestly, how her behind looked in her shorts. He was a growing boy, after all! He would notice something like that, right? Tyler did take note of where they went, though, in order to make sure he could get home later. There were many things for children their age to do. An arcade, a pool, a beach nearby for those that wanted to swim and enjoy the feeling of soft sand beneath their toes, multiple stores and many other things. Alison ducked into one of the shops with Tyler to introduce him to one of her friends, another girl who seemed to be the direct opposite of the bubbly blonde. The girl had a short cut jet black hair style that fell over one piercing red eye (Tyler was sure they were contacts), the other's lid had three piercings through it as well as through her nose and lip. The exposed eye was also done up with dark blue eye shadow. She wore a fishnet top over her small shirt with the name of a band Tyler never heard of and a mini skirt. Lower down were a pair of black thigh high boots that matched the elbow gloves she had. Tyler was taken aback and stared just a bit too long. "Hey, kid, you want somethin'?" Tyler jumped, looking a bit surprised that the girl's dark blue lips could move. She hadn't said anything before. He quickly shook his head and looked to Allison to properly introduce them. "Oh! Sorry~" she sang, rather unapologetically. "Tasha, this is Tyler. Tyler, this is Tasha. She's here getting..." A tattoo. That's what she was getting right? Tyler hadn't really noticed what shop he entered, but now that he had gotten a good look around, that was apparent. Everyone in here was dressed and looked the same way that Tasha did. What a bunch of oddballs. Why would anyone want to get ink under their skin? "Uh, but wait a minute... Aren't you too young to get one?" he asked with a cocked eyebrow. He had learned a long time ago that people under sixteen weren't allowed to get any, and even people between that and eighteen couldn't get one unless they had permission from their parents. His question was legitimate, yet he was the one getting the weird stares. "You mean you don't have one?" Allison asked quizzically. Now it was Tyler's turn to give off a confused stare however this time he was the only one with it. Why would he have one? He was way too young for one. The thirteen year old didn't even know what a tattoo shop was before now. Tasha just rubbed her eyes, looking impatient. She just looked to Alison and started with her "So you want one, sis?" Alison nodded and hopped up on the chair "You know where~" "A course, babe," Tasha said, popping a gumball into her mouth and reaching down...unzipping Alison's shorts?!? - Meanwhile Ariel was busy putting things away when her door was knocked on once again. The mother turned and opened up the door to see the spitting image of Alison standing before her - the youth's mother. She even had the same hairstyle and clothing on! Ariel thought it was pretty cute that the mother and daughter would dress alike even though the clothes were a bit tight on her, showing curves for days. Ariel wasn't into women but even she had to admit just how hot this woman's body was. The shorts hugged her wide hips and the shirt did the same to her large chest that bounced a bit too much for a bra. Maybe she just went without? Ariel felt just a bit of jealousy. Growing up hadn't been too kind to her in the figure department. Her chest was on the small side and she wasn't nearly as curvy as the other mother. Her pride and joy was her behind, though, and it did stand up against her neighbor's. While indulging in these vain thought, Ariel didn't notice she was being spoken to. She quickly snapped out of it, apologized and nearly fainted all in one go. She had been staring at her neighbor's chest for a few minutes now! "Haha, no worries. I'm glad you like what you see~" teased the woman who introduced herself as Camilla Walters. She held out a hand and a basket filled with treats for the newest town resident, hoping they could get to know one another. Ariel took the basket with delight. "Oh thanks! You know, I was just wondering what I was going to do for dinner tonight. We don't have all of our things yet, so I can't cook anything, not to mention that I don't even know where to go grocery shopping around here," she said, leading the woman into her bare yet spacious kitchen. Camillia's eyes practically lit up when she heard that. "What!? No food? I can't just let you and your son starve over here! Why don't you have dinner with my family tonight?" The woman looked adamant, so Ariel couldn't very well refuse, not that she wanted to. It would be nice to get to know her new neighbors, especially since her son seemed so smitten with Camilla's youngling. "I hope you don't mind that I let him play with her. He was just so excited, and I wanted him to make new friends as soon as possible. This is his first time having to move, and I know how hard it can be to leave your old friends behind..." It would seem that Ariel was talking firsthand about her own friends. If she had a choice, she would never have moved here... Sighing, she uncovered the basket, revealing at least a dozen white frosted cupcakes with chocolate kisses on top. She wasn't the biggest fan of sweets, but she didn't want to be rude. Getting a napkin, she placed one of the confectionaries on it and went to take a bite. The other woman didn't look the least bit angered. In fact she was smiling brightly. "I was the one that it was ok for her to come over here," she laughed. "Oh you should have seen her after she saw you guys drop by. She was so excited. "I almost didn't think that I could calm her down. There are a ton of kids around here, but she has been wanting a new playmate. I guess the same could go for me too, so I hope you don't mind, but I want to get to know you real well," There was a bit of a purr at the end of her sentence, but it went unnoticed by Ariel's own moan as she took a bite of the cupcake. "Oh God... This is delicious!" Ariel was visibly blushing at her embarrassing sound. She couldn't put her finger on it, but she could honestly say that this was the best cupcake she had ever tasted. The creamy white frosting and the buttery texture of the cake made her mouth sing. "Wow! What did you put in this? You have to teach me!" Camillia just giggled. "It's sort of a family secret~ All of my girls help me make the batter, but I suppose I can show you sometime, but until then, my lips are sealed~" "Then I'll just have to kidnap you all and make you cook more for me!" laughed Ariel as she took yet another bite. It was worth an extra hour of exercise to pig out on these things. Camillia winked "I hope you do!" inside she was laughing at how na?ve the woman was. It was cute that she didn't catch any of the innuendo. That meant she could have some more fun teasing her~ For now though she was just interested in getting to know her new neighbor. She asked about where she came from, how her life was and the like. It went fine until Camillia touched on her love life. Hearing about her husband's passing made her feel terrible "Oh, I'm so sorry..." "No, no, no don't be. I'm okay with it now. Those first couple of weeks though..." Ariel took another bite and a deep breath "How about we talk about something else? This is much too depressing! How about you? Anyone in your life?" Camillia nodded in agreement to the change in subject "Me? Well...I'm not one for going out and being wild. I have my girls to give me all the love I need," When Ariel said she felt the same about Tyler Camillia had to bite back a chuckle. "Did I say something funny?" "No, honey, it's just that we're so alike! Two single women with lovely kids. I think we'll get along just fine!" "Haha, well we've done a pretty good job so far," She had to bite the inside of her cheek when she said that. It had only been half a year since her husband died, and those first three months had her pulling her hair out. About so many things. This woman, who knows how long she had been alone. The conversation made her start to wish she had a few daughters of her own for but a moment, but then she remembered how much she loved little Tyler. "A-anyway, what do you guys do for fun around here? This town is kind of small, right? I can't imagine you guys having malls or anything too fancy." The woman appeared to take a short pause, cocking her blonde head to one side. "Well there are tons of things. We do have a mall by the way. We have a beach, a communal farm, a playground, a library, and several other things. Personally, I enjoy going down to the farm every weekend with my gals. We grow our own fruits and veggies, and we can even milk the cow~" Ariel wasn't much for farms so she turned the offer down. Upon seeing that it made Camilla upset she rethought it, making her new friend smile. Without another word she was whisked away. Camillia was going to give her a tour of the town! She was shown the mall, the road to the farm, where she could grocery shop and such. As they walked about they both were beginning to get a bit hot. That's when Camilla remembered there was one more thing to show her. "We have a pool!" she said as if she had forgotten its existence up to the point. "That sounds so good right now..." said Ariel as she wiped the sweat from her brow "Too bad I don't have a swimsuit. The only one I own is a bit too small for me." "We can get you one from my house! The pool has a nice spa, too! We can chat and relax there, I want to hear more about Tyler, anyway. Have to make sure that he isn't some playboy out to break my girl's heart!" Both women shared a laugh at this with Ariel assuring Camillia that wasn't the case "If you're willing. I could go for it." The walk back to the house did not take too long. Everything in this town was relatively close to each other, so it wasn't too bad. The two entered Camillia's abode, and the first thing that hit Ariel was the smell. Cinnamon? It seemed that someone was or had baked something with it. If the cupcakes were any indication, whatever this was would probably be every bit as good. Not wanting to be rude though, Ariel didn't comment on it, following the woman to her bedroom. "You've got such a nice house," Ariel complemented, looking at every nook and cranny that she could. "It's very spacious, and I love the colors you picked. Cream walls with a pink trim. I thought about going that way myself." The other woman just shrugged and explained that it wasn't her that picked the colors out. When she first moved here it looked like this. "Something about the colors just clicked with me. I was never a big fan of either of those colors until I came here. Now I don't think that I have a garment that isn't a shade pink or red!" She giggled, leaving Ariel in her room by herself while she rummaged through her own walk-in closet. Always the curious one, Ariel looked about the room. It felt like she was in a teenage girl's room rather than a grown woman's. Maybe she was behind the times, but she couldn't remember the last time she had ever thought to hang a large poster of a female pop singer on one of her walls, yet Camillia's room was littered with posters of them and pictures of what she assumed to be her three daughters. She couldn't help but think it very odd for some reason. Odder still was the picture she came across, sticking out of the folds between the box support and the mattress. Her conscience told her to leave it be, but curiosity is a powerful thing. She gently tugged the photo out and gave it a nice glance. It was a group shot with one woman and three young boys. They were all smiling, scrunched up into a group hug. The woman looked familiar in a way. Brown hair, glasses, and turtleneck sweater - she looked like a stereotypical nerdy woman with a flat chest and no curves to speak of really. This couldn't be Camillia right? Besides for some facial features, they were the complete opposites. Turning the picture over, Ariel was met with a message that looked like it was some sort of horror movie. In black Sharpie, someone had written the words, "NEVER FORGET" messily on the back. She wondered what on earth that meant... She looked it over for a while before hearing Camilla call her. She quickly stuffed the picture back and turned to her "Oh, yes?" She had found them both a pair of swimsuits. Ariel took it and looked it over. The outfit was very revealing. Camilla assure her that it was a lot more cover than it appeared and left her to put it on. When Camilla knocked for her to come out and show her Ariel refused to do so. "No, it's way too embarrassing! You have to have something else!" "No dear, that's the only one I have that will fit you. I promise it'll be okay, just come out!" "No!" Camilla sighed and went to get her key for the room. If Ariel was going to be so stubborn then she would just go in on her own. If she continued to be like this then maybe she would just have to get a spanking like a kid. Ariel had no chance to hide with how fast Camilla opened the door. She saw it all. The swimsuit was dark blue, straps going over Ariel's modest breasts and between her legs. The one piece looked more like string than an actual swimsuit. Her round behind ate up the bottoms. Her navel was even on display. To say it left little to the imagination was an understatement. "Oh my~" Camillia blushed, looking at the woman. It left little to the imagination, yet hers was going a mile a minute. What she wouldn't give to get a piece of that! Ariel didn't fail to notice the woman drinking in her nearly naked form. She quickly wrapped her hands around her beasts and placed a hand over her pubic mound, but it was an uphill battle... She might as well have been trying to hide behind a piece of tissue paper! "S-see! It's too small! I'm not going out like this!" She made it clear that she didn't want to play whatever game that Camillia was playing, but that didn't stop the woman from advancing on her. "Come on... What are you afraid of? It's not like anyone is going to see you, right?" she asked, grabbing the woman's wrists and pulling them away. "See, now is that so bad? Remember, I raised three bo..." As she spoke that last sentence, her words tapered off a bit before she eventually shook her head, "We're both girls here. There is nothing in our pants that the either has not seen before, so just calm down, alright Sugar Dumpling." There was something off putting about how Camilla was talking. Ariel grit her teeth and kept quiet. This seemed to please Camilla for now and she slowly let go for her wrists, stroking them with her fingers "There Sugar Dumpling, see? It's not that bad. I'll tell you want. Since you don't want to go out we can just relax in my tub. It's big enough for both of us and I'll even put on a swimsuit to make you feel comfy." Why did she keep calling her that? Ariel was quickly thinking that this wasn't the best idea. Camilla was so nice, though "No, I-I think I'll just leave. We can do this some other-" "I won't take no for an answer, little lady," The grip came back tighter than ever. What made it even creepier was the smile Camilla wore. Even as she squeezed Ariel's wrists so hard it hurt she never lost her brilliant smile. Deciding to just go with the flow, Ariel nodded and followed her captor into the bathroom. The tub was very large, easily able to accommodate at least four people. It had that jacuzzi look to it, square with little seats for people to sit down on. Camillia hummed as she turned the faucet on, allowing the tub to fill up with warm water. Having really no choice, Ariel got in, dipping a toe in. She couldn't lie. It did feel wonderful. Long drives made her body sore. This warm water invaded her very being and loosened her up nicely. On top of that, Ariel was soon surrounded by soapy bubbles as the jets turned, mixing soap into the water. "It feels nice, doesn't it Sugar?" Camillia winked. She slowly slipped off her shirt, revealing that she wasn't wearing a bra. Her mighty orbs seemed to defy gravity, jutting outward with large puffy, pink areola. They looked full and warm. From a distance, Ariel wouldn't have noticed the small bead of milk leaking from her nipple. The second thing to go was her pants. She slid them down slow and seductively, wiggling her hips around. She wanted to give her guest a show that she wouldn't forget before standing up straight and spreading her legs open, revealing something that shouldn't have been there... That something was hard, standing at fifteen rock hard, veiny, pre dripping inches. Of all the things she expected in her new life, this wasn't one of them. Camilla just sat back down, her member pushing up through the water's surface "Mmm, feels so gooood~" she moaned, looking over to meet Ariel's gaze "Oh, I guess it is a bit jarring. I did say we both don't have anything the other's seen. Since you have a son I'm sure you've seen a dick or two, hehe," Of course she knew that wasn't what was shocking "Yes, Sugar Dumpling, you saw it right. I have a penis. But look..." Ariel shifted back when Camilla closed the gap between them but the woman was just too fast. She gripped her hand and pulled it down, gasping in pleasure as she forced Ariel's fingers up into her cunt. She held her there with the devil's smile, gently moving her hips "See? I have both~ And they work just fine." "W-w-w-wa..." Ariel felt it, that was for sure, but she couldn't believe it. She was so stunned that it took her a few moments to notice her hand being used as a sex toy. She quickly yanked it back and scurried to escape the bath "I have to-" once again she was cut off, this time Camilla jumped on her, pinning her to the cold tiles of her floor "You don't have to do anything but what I say, Sugar Dumpling. Now I've been nice and all I ask in return is a bath with my new best friend. Will you give me that or..." Ariel didn't want to think about what "or" this woman could dream up. In hopes of escaping unharmed she nodded, which made Camilla smile "Good. But as punishment..." she yanked Ariel out of her swimsuit, leaving her stark naked "Now let's get back into the bath!" It was awkward for a while and much too silent for Camilla's taste so she tried to break it "I apologize. I just..." she sighed, hand to her forehead "I got excited. I'm used to being naked whenever I like and everyone in my home is used to my body. When I saw you in that swimsuit I just couldn't help it," This time she took Ariel's hands and gently cupped them "I hate when people run from me. It makes me so angry that I lose myself. I don't want to chase you away but I'm not going to hide anything from you either." Ariel was barely even listening to this woman. Things went from being fine and dandy to being creepy and strange. Sure, the penis was a shock, but the way her attitude suddenly shifted had her on edge. Getting out of here wasn't possible with how fast Camillia moved. She'd just have to endure the woman until she finally let her go. "Y-yeah... I guess I just wasn't expecting that is all," she muttered. "Where I come from, people know about a little something called modesty..." Camillia just cocked an eyebrow as if the very word didn't even exist in her vocabulary but then giggled, pulling Ariel's face in-between her massive jugs. "Sugar Dumpling, you think way too much! Why don't you just listen to Camillia? I'll take good care of you. Pwomise~" "O-okay, just stop that please," she asked her, growing more and more unhappy with the way she was being spoken to. It didn't help that she was being touched by that THING. Her chest was comfy, though. If she needed a nap they would make perfect pillows. Ariel tried to calm down. Beyond the unusual clingy-ness Camilla was a lot more pleasant now. She spoke to her about her children a lot but being a mother herself she, of course, liked to know about the children of a "Friend" and the ones Tyler would be playing with. She was almost feeling better when Camilla suggested they wash each other. "That is usually what you do in a bath, right?" Camillia joked, but Ariel still seemed apprehensive. The hermaphrodite didn't take notice though. She just grabbed a pink washcloth and poured come lavender scented bodywash on it. The smell was light yet filled up the bathroom, letting anyone from outside know that there was definitely a female in here. "Alright Sugar Dumpling, turn around and let Camillia wash your back," she sang. Ariel didn't much have a choice. Besides, what harm could just washing her back do?" Stiffly, she turned around, giving the woman full access to her backside. With that, Camillia began to lightly scrub her new "best friend" with the cloth, running it up and down slowly yet surely. "You like that don't you Sugar Dumpling? You like it when Camillia rubs your back. You like it when she helps you get nice and clean~" "......," she didn't want to admit it but it felt so good. Her hands worked a miracle on her poor body. Fight as she might she couldn't hold it back. She moaned sweetly as she was washed/massaged. This only spurred Camilla on and Ariel felt her hands move south. Under the guise of washing she finally reached Ariel's fantastic behind. Camilla gently pushed down on the small of her back, trying to get her to move. "Camilla needs to get your cute little tush, Sugar Dumpling," she sang. Her grin grew as Ariel moved, bending over so she could get to her behind. "Nothing funny..." "No worries, it's just a bath, what could I do?~" Camilla licked her lips, whispering to herself "Momma Camilla would never try and trick you." Camillia moved the rag delicately over the woman's ass. So soft and so succulent! It made her a bit jealous. Sure she was curvy and had tits that put most porn stars to shame, but her ass was only half as good as this. It was like someone put two perfect, soft hemispheres in there. She was practically drooling running the towel between the crack of her friend's ass. She did it slow and gently, watching Ariel's every movement. She could pretend all she wanted, but there was no missing those lustful moans of hers as Camillia kneaded the pieces of flesh in her fingertips like dough. "You sure you want me to just clean you? It sounds to me like you want more than that~" Camillia teased half-heartedly, hoping that she would say yes. She didn't say yes but she sure wasn't complaining or stopping her. Poor, poor Ariel had been alone for so long that she had forgotten how the touch of another person felt. She bit her finger in hopes of muffling her pitiful moans but all it did was make her look cute. Camilla snickered, still "washing" her "What was that?" "I-I...please, I need more." "Camilla raised an eyebrow, playing dumb "More? More soap?" Ariel's face was deep red. She couldn't believe what she was saying and doing. She quickly nodded, her heart hammering in her chest "Yea, that's what I meant! I need a bit mor,e your hands feel dry! OR something..." Camillia gave a bit of a fake pout. "Well, if my hands are too dry for you, I could just clean you the old fashioned way~" She didn't even give Ariel a chance to ask what the old fashioned way was before she shoved her face into the woman's crack. It was so sudden and totally unexpected. Ariel didn't know how to react. This wasn't the first time someone had eaten her ass out, but this was certainly the first time another woman had, and so forcefully too, pushing every inch of her face in-between the soft pillows of her ass. She was giving her a tongue bath, rimming around her puckered anus with her tongue. She could just feel it. Her little Sugar Dumpling was getting off from having her ass eaten out by someone she had only known for a few hours at best. The Priestess would be pleased to have this one among them. Ariel fell to her knees, a quaking mass of flesh. It was much too sudden and much too good for her. She LOVED having her ass played with. It was almost like this woman knew it. Ariel looked up at Camilla who just whistled to herself and wiped down. Ariel started for the door and that's when Camilla spoke "Sugar Dumpling! I don't think I cleaned your front! And you didn't clean me at all..." "O-oh god, no, please..." she was dragged back by her feet and pulled into the tub like some sort of horror movie. The demon beast Camilla had her in her clutches and refused to let go. She pulled her in close, hugging her against her warm cock "Guess what I want you to "clean" for me?" "No...NO!" finally she broke whatever spell she was under and fell away "P- please Camilla, stop it! What happened to you? You were so nice! What would your children think?" "!!!" Camilla froze in place as something clicked inside of her. It caused her to back down "My children..." she started, her face slack for a moment before it turned into that familiar smile "I think they'd like that their mommy found someone she likes~" Camilla wasn't jumping her this time. Instead she reached down and touched herself, rolling her hand over her thick cock "But fine, you don't seem to wanna clean me so I'll do it myself. You can watch, you know, I don't mind. " she seemed to thrive off of it, moaning softly as she kept her eyes locked on the frightened bunny of a girl. Ariel had no idea what was wrong with this woman! She kept switching personalities so quick that it made her head hurt. No idea what it felt like for the woman. She seemed focused right now, though. Focusing on her head, that is. She rubbed her thumb over the tip, trying to make sure that her guest was watching. Ariel was fighting against her lust to move away finally. She stood, using the time Camilla was playing with herself she rushed for the door. She didn't know where her clothes were and didn't care. Right before opening the door she heard Camilla gasp and couldn't help but look back just in time to watch as her monstrous member shot it's load all over. Eyes wide open she finally ran out, dashing to her home in the nude and locking herself up. - Alison was a boy! Tasha had pulled down Alison's shorts, the boy giggling as Tasha gave him a little tickle. The painted nails ran over a very noticeable bulge, making Alison shiver. Tyler was about to leave when Alison looked right into his eyes. Those eyes... even with this new knowledge he couldn't shake off how damn CUTE she was! And that pouting lip. Who could leave after seeing that? He stood in place, nibbling his own lip as they explained everything to him. They were all like Alison, all pretty "boys" who liked to wear pretty things. They all felt like girls and even had a special word for their kind, sissies. They didn't take it as an insult; in fact they loved the word and embraced it as their own. Yes their parents knew about it. They were the one's who made them this way. Why did they like it? It just felt good. These were the girl's reasons, and Tyler just had to stew in them for a while. Alison, still in her state of undress, hugged Tyler from behind. It made him jump but the combination of Alison's soft body and her sweet scent softened him up, even with her growing erection pushing against him. "You can't be boys..." he mumbled. "We aren't..." replied Alison in a whisper, licking Tyler's earlobe "I told you, we're all girls here. You can say sissy if it's too weird but... I think you like it~" Tasha and Alison snickered as they spotted a growing hard on in Tyler's pants. Embarrassed beyond belief the young boy tried to hide it but Tasha held his hands away. "Naaaah, you got to see Alison's, it's only fair we get to see yours!" Tasha kept his hands held there while Alison undid the boy's pants, letting them drop. Tyler groaned and begged them not to look. He was modestly sized at five inches erect and had the misfortune of wearing boxers today. His pecker popped out of the hole while it filled with blood and now nothing hid it from the girl's sights. Both swooned as if looking at a puppy, calling it cute and even petting it, an act that made Tyler cry out "No, don't touch it!" he begged. That would prove fatal as it gave them an idea. "We promise not to tease you anymore..." Alison started, knowing Tasha had much of the same idea. "If you promise to try on some clothes for us~" Tasha finished. What they were asking for just then sounded really silly. They wanted him to try on clothes? It took a while for him to catch on. They wanted him to try on girl clothes didn't they!? The very idea made him cringe, but strangely his member was quick to twitch in approval. "I-I can't do that," his eyes darted to the left, doing his best not to look at Alison's eyes. As long as he didn't look at her, he wouldn't fall to pieces. That's what he told himself anyway. Alison wasn't so sure as she knelt down in front of him. His member twitched violently as she blew her cool breath on it, causing it to leak its clear pre. The sight made her giggle. "Looks like you're the hair-trigger type! I bet if I lick it you'll cum like a fountain~" She was half teasing, half stating the truth. She seemed like the type that would know her sexual organs. "Look at my mouth Tyler!" she continued to tease him, opening it wide for him to see. She had what some would call a pussy mouth. It was practically made to suck with its long tongue and smooth roof. Saliva dripped from the roof of her moth like pussy juice leaking out of a well lubed vagina. It looked like a nice, warm velvet sleeve. "Unless you want me to suck you dry, you better do what we say~" Most boys would jump on this kind of chance but Tyler was still so, so confused about everything. He didn't want her to do that! Right? He was sure of it for now at least so he quickly agreed. Alison was right, just breathing on it made Tyler shiver. He felt something bubbling inside of him. If he stayed for much longer she would have gotten a nice coating of young boy goo. The tattoo was put off as Tasha and Alison led him around the streets, Alison with her hand down inside of his pants, squeezing his erection "You should just let me get you off~" purred the sexy little temptress. Tyler was so close just the idea was going to push him over the edge. "Please, Alison, stop" he pleaded with her but she just kept squeezing him with a soft hand. Her thumb ran over his tip, getting covered in his pre. "Why? Doesn't it feel good? Your dick is telling me it does," Her voice was so sweet and alluring, poor Tyler couldn't take it. She was like a demon. Suddenly they stopped and Alison pulled him into an alleyway, telling Tasha to go on ahead. Now alone, Alison threw herself onto Tyler, straddling him "You're just too cute, you know that?~" "Al-!" he was kissed before he could speak, silenced by lips and tongue. "We need you to cum anyway or you can't fit the clothes. I don't suck it... yet. How about we do this for now?" Alison turned and pressed herself against the wall, pushing out her behind. Slowly she peeled off her shorts until she was showing her pink undies. She waved her ass enticingly at him and knew that she was being watched "Look how soft...not just my ass, hehe, but my panties. Go on. You can touch." Tyler would of never guess such a cute girl was so dirty...OR a guy but he just couldn't tear his eyes away. Everything she said was true. Both her butt and her panties just begged to be felt up. It couldn't hurt, right? It wasn't like he could get away. That's what he told himself but both he and Alison knew he had the strength advantage. If he wanted to, without Tasha here, he could just get away. Instead he found himself stepping forward and, against his better judgment, he was reaching out and touching Alison. Tyler had fantasized about this girl since they met. Now he had the chance to really touch her. It didn't surprise him when he found how good it felt to touch her butt, what did that was how good the panties felt. Tyler was playing more with those than with her ass. He didn't ignore that, of course, but it was amazing just how good the cotton panties felt between his fingers. Alison just smiled and wriggled her little bum "Like that? Just think about how it would feel on you if it feels that nice to just touch." "It must feel sooooo good..." hummed Tyler as if he were in a trance. His other hand wasn't playing with himself as Alison expected. Both hands busied themselves with toying with her panties. Alison was just fine with this. She sat up which made Tyler whine. "Shhh, Cupcake, I won't take it away. Here," Now she pulled away her shirt, showing her bra "I'm just giving you move to play with~" Tyler was on her in seconds, his hands roaming all over the fabrics, drinking in the delicious feel of the cotton. Alison let him enjoy himself for a while before taking his hands away. Now Tyler was getting frustrated "W-why do you keep stopping me?" "Shh, Cupcake. We're gonna try something," Alison unclipped her bra and pointed at Tyler's shirt "Off," Tyler didn't fight this time. He was obsessed with her underwear. He threw off his shirt, showing off his flat, creamy white chest. He instantly hid it when Alison giggled "You already have a girl's chest. Nooo, it's a good thing! Here, Cupcake~" Alison turned him around and put the bra on him. It hung a bit loose on him. Alison was an A-cup. Still, it felt really good on him. He could feel his nipples stiffen, rubbing up against the pink cotton fabric of the bra. "See? I knew it. You are a sissy like me, aren't you?" she teased him. Her hand was pressed up against his bra, and played with his little pink nubs. "I bet you'd love to have breasts to fill up this tiny bra, wouldn't you? And here you were trying to be high and mighty! So cute~" she swooned and placed a kiss on his lips. As she did that, Tasha was moving out of the corner of her eye, removing the boy's pants and boxers. The little devil! She had gotten the idea as she felt her own panties and pants being pulled down, letting her firm nine inch cock free. A cool breeze wafted by, tickling her genitals. "If you thought that was good, I bet you'll just love this~" Taking her panties from Tasha, she held them against the boy's nose, filling his brain with her scent. It was soft and flowery mixed with a heady musk. She forced him to breathe deeply, taking it all in. "You love my smell, don't you cupcake? Don't I smell good?" Tyler nodded as both girls assaulted him in every way possible. Tasha winked to Alison, letting her know that what she was doing was finished. Tyler was finished, too. Having his senses assaulted finally took it's toll. Alison knew this and moved out of the way to watch with Tasha as Tyler had his first hands-free orgasm. His seed splattered against the opposite wall, three good loads coating it before Tyler went soft. He was showered with kisses and sent on his way with two numbers and a bag for his troubles. The girls left him with their panties as well, making him promise to visit tomorrow. It was getting dark and Tyler had to go before his mother worried. Tasha and Alison had no such problem. They didn't tell him exactly what they were going to do but he was sure it would be naughty. His head was fuzzy as he stepped into his home just as the sun set. Quickly he rushed into his room and tore into the bag. His eyes lit up as he looked at the gifts he was given. Panties and bras in every color as well as strange plastic looking things he knew were sex toys. He shucked off his clothes and pulled on a pair of blue panties, making him moan. These were different...silky and smooth. They cradled his balls so perfectly that it felt like they were made just for him. His growing member stuck out of the top of them and it made him smile His own girly underwear...he had to think of a way to thank Alison later. Speaking of her, Tyler grabbed her panties, planning on a long night of playing~