1.21 – Dream II

All sex again

Good enough.

As was fitting for the master of rope, Emma greedily claimed first dibs. Maple gasped as her entrance stretched around the gelatinous cock. That left Sasha able to generously choose from Maple's mouth, hands, breasts...armpits, or even feet.

The Succubus considered her options, and then grabbed Emma's hips from behind. On her next backstroke she pushed herself in with one fluid motion. Emma never saw it coming and moaned audibly, her mouth opened wide in pleasure.

"Did you think I was done with you already?"

Emma humped Maple harder and tightened down on the Succubus's cock. Her spiral-ribbed walls were made for Sasha's pleasure. Each time Sasha pulled out, her pussy made a squishing sound and tried to suck her back in.

"Whoa. I don't really do this often, but yours might be the best hole I've ever felt."

That was high praise from a Succubus, and made Emma flush with pride.

"Mmf, I want to try too."

Maple spoke between moans. If only she'd thought to become a futa before being tied up. It would be a waste to undo her bindings so soon though, even if she did want to see what it was like to fuck her girlfriend. Although...

There was no reason she couldn't still become one now. She thought of the phallus she wanted, and her body slowly transformed to match her imagination. When the other two saw what she was doing, the process sped up as their belief became consensus reality.

Nice cock!

"Whoa, this is weird."

Each throbbing beat of her heart in her new genitalia sent a wave of pleasure through Maple. She had no way of knowing if the experience was 'accurate' or not, but if nothing else, it was like having a really big clit.

Now though, when she made herself tighten up around Emma, it also moved her cock. It twitched upwards and became slightly girthier as it engorged itself with more blood.

A slippery hand grabbed it followed by Sasha's. Maple experienced her first hand jobs while being penetrated.

Sasha pulled out of Emma and moved toward Maple's head.

"Alright before your girlfriend's ridiculous pussy makes me cum, let me try your mouth."

"Haha, is it that good?"

"Oh yeah. Try it."

Maple opened wide for Sasha and let her use her mouth and throat as she pleased. Her tongue added to the pleasure and she did her best to suck on it. The nice thing about being in a dream was that she didn't need to breathe. She did like that sensation though—the growing panic and desperate need to breathe as a cock was shoved deep into her throat, blocking her airway, and all for someone else's pleasure—so she let the dream simulate that while safe in the knowledge there wasn't any real danger.

Ordinarily, it would be difficult to mount her cock in the way that she was tied up. Luckily, Emma was no ordinary person. She morphed her body to fit on top, and also made her pussy even more stimulating than it had been for Sasha. Her goal was to make her Human cum on the first insertion.

The angle of Maple's head meant she couldn't see, but she could feel Emma lining herself up above her before slowly descending onto her new cock. The ribbed spirals coating the walls of her pussy were rotating while it rhythmically squeezed her cock. As she bottomed out, Emma's cock slapped against her stomach.

As Maple moaned, it vibrated Sasha's cock deep in her throat. Emma's pussy was ridiculous. All of Maple's concentration went to not cumming. She wouldn't be made a one pump chump.

Sasha, seeing Maple enjoyed having her throat filled, placed both hands around her neck and gently squeezed. She fucked Maple's mouth faster and could feel the outline of her cock going in and out.

On Emma's third stroke she shoved her arm, now shaped like a cock, deep into Maple's pussy. Maple's mind blanked from the pleasure. She let go. Tried to say she was cumming, incoherently, with the cock shoved into her throat. Emma rapidly rocked her hips back and forth, grinding it against her insides.

Maple shot her cum deep inside of Emma. Sasha watched it happen through her transparent body. She felt Maple try to say something.

All of a sudden, Sasha vividly felt Maple's orgasm herself. All of the pleasure from both ends of her body, all of the attraction, everything.

"Aaah—Maple, what is this?"

Sasha came next and could feel her own hot semen filling Maple's throat from the Human's perspective. She felt Emma start cumming too, and knew that the Slime was also feeling their orgasms.

Emma's cock was still slapping against Maple's belly as it sprayed blue cum everywhere. It hit both Maple and Sasha.

For a few seconds it wasn't clear who she was. She was lost in a vast ocean of bliss from three different perspectives. It was the most intense orgasm she'd ever felt.

The trio slammed back to reality and awoke in their respective beds.

"Aaaahmmmf—wha?"

The Soap Slime next to her was silent, but having a nocturnal emission large enough to bukkake both of them. She stopped too, once she realized they were now awake.

The door shut and Maple knew this just had to be the absolute worst timing. Rachel stood there, having just returned, disgust and shock plain on her face.

"What the fuck, Maple?"

"Uh—it was a nightmare?"

Emma stared wide-eyed for a moment, and then guiltily started cleaning up the mess she'd made. Even she looked embarrassed for once.

"A 'nightmare'. I'm sure. Thanks Sasha."

Maple scratched her head, at a complete loss. This was the second time that day she'd been caught. It wasn't her fault this time, though!

"Sorry. It really was just a dream—it was supposed to prevent this from happening! I don't know what happened."

The Arachnid massaged her temples, and then just skittered over to her bed.

"Whatever, it's fine. I'm going to sleep. I need a new place already."

The last part she said just barely under her breath. Maple and Emma both went back to sleep too.

[Interspecies Seductress Level 7!]

...

[Interspecies Seductress Level 10!]

[Skill Obtained: Futa Transformation!]

Holy four levels.

Maple awoke again, mid morning this time, to a slick pair of lips pressed against hers. She smiled, waking up to her girlfriend caressing her face and kissing her. She was out of bed, though.

"What's up?"

Duty calls. Farewell my love.

Huh? Maple needed a moment to parse that while half asleep.

"Oh, you have work? Wait, look at what I got..."

Emma nodded and grinned. She still had that new job excitement. Maple checked the floor. Rachel was asleep.

"[Futa Transformation]."

She whispered it and Emma's eyes went round as a bulge appeared in her panties. As it pressed against the tight fabric, it became painful. She pulled her underwear down and it popped out, pointing straight up.

A real penis. How many people from her world would kill for this Skill? Especially if it were permanent? It felt different from the one in her dream had, too. Presumably because it really was, a real penis.

Emma giggled silently and gave Maple's knob a quick polish. Maple waved her away shushed her.

Naughty!

"I was just demonstrating. I leveled up! Isn't it cool?"

Emma nodded with a lewd grin on her face, already fantasizing about getting to try it out later. She snapped out of it and gave Maple another quick kiss. Her job started soon.

"Okay, go on. Have a good day at work. I...hope you have fun."

Emma saluted and left. Maple rolled over and went back to sleep, cursing herself. She'd try to find a job later, she just needed a couple more hours. Her futa cock was safely hidden under the blanket.

Hours later, Rachel got up at some point, and Maple's cock was still there. Still erect. Her first thought was of some old TV commercial warning about an erection that lasts longer than X hours. She tried to disable it.

"[Futa Transformation]. [Cancel Futa Transformation]. Agh, what the heck."

It wouldn't go away. Her next thought was how badly she needed to pee. The toilet was all the way downstairs, past the common area. It was probably about noon—there'd be people all over. She was bulging.

"How am I supposed to hide this stupid thing?"

Maple was doing the potty dance while pulling on some cloth pants. They did not hide her erection at all. Worse, her panties were hardly able to contain the massive thing. It hurt, and for some reason, was slightly erotic. She may have even gotten a little bigger.

The best thing she could think of was grabbing her backpack and carrying it in front of her crotch. She fast-walked down the hall, down the stairs, past the comm—

"Oh, hey Maple. Whatcha doin'? Uh, what's that?"

"Sorry, I really need to go!"

"Oh, someone's in the restroom right now."

Maple groaned and shuffled her feet. She sat down at the bar, figuring a bag on her lap was less conspicuous. She leaned over to Sasha and whispered.

"I leveled up. It's...[Futa Transformation]. But it won't go away! And I really need to pee."

"What's a futa?"

She said it out loud, and Maple shushed her. The Succubus sounded genuinely confused.

"I see, though. Hm. Can I try something?"

"Sure, if you think it would helaaah—"

"[Instantaneous Orgasm]."

Maple gripped the bartop as she started filling her panties panties with cum. She could barely keep her voice contained, but she whispered harshly.

"What the fuck?! [Telepathic Orgasm]"

Fair was fair. Now both of them were suffering a spontaneous orgasm in the common room. Maple tried to play it off as a cramp. She was shaking though. Her face flushed, pupils dilated. A wet spot was seeping through her pants. Her head turned into a tomato as she realized what she'd just shared with Sasha.

All of the little things arousing her that she was ashamed of. Even cumming right there in the common room, was actually pretty hot. On the bright side, her cock was already shrinking and returning to normal, but boy did she want to die now. Its parting gift was post-nut clarity.

"Heh. You didn't think that one through, did ya? Ahaha."

"Me? What were you thinking? I didn't know you meant you were going to do that."

"Sorry, sorry. It's just, you really are weird. Er, not you, but. Whatever Skill you used last night completely collapsed my Level 30 capstone. What level were you? And even ignoring that, your sexual energy is—put it this way, I got more from that one orgasm just now than I'd get from everyone else in this inn put together."

Maple tried to digest all that. She already knew this world was weird. For her, at the very least. But—

"Hang on, toilet!"

The person who was inside came out and Maple rushed in, carrying her backpack in front of her. When she finished, she tried to wash the stain she'd made, but there was just so much. She told Rachel she'd be back and went back upstairs to change.