4.43 – ❤ Double Stuffing

Zoey and Delta shared a look. Who got which hole? It was a question deserving of a moment’s consideration.

“You get her pussy,” Zoey declared. “This is your event, not mine.”

Delta rolled her eyes, but despite the mock exasperation, also blushed.

“My hero,” she said dryly.

Further discussion was cut off by Mel, who, as she’d claimed, was out of patience. She pressed sticky green tits into Zoey, hugging her and resting her chin on Zoey’s collarbone, looking up with eager—but almost annoyed—green eyes. “I swear, if you waste one more second, I’m going to lose my mind.”

Zoey responded the proper way. She grabbed the slimegirl by the shoulders—who was still kneeling, as Zoey was—then forcefully rolled her over onto her stomach. Shuffling over top the goo-girl, Zoey lined up her cock.

Sticking her ass up in the air, and whining with impatience, Mel demanded satisfaction. Zoey obliged.

She pressed her cock tip between round cheeks, wiggling it into Mel’s second hole. Using Mel’s sticky body as natural lubricant, Zoey slid in easily—though with plenty of squeezing resistance to wrap her. She shivered as her cock was pressed in all directions by tight gelatin, and she moved her hips forward, sinking deeper and deeper into the slimegirl’s gooey asshole.

With a quick jerk, she slapped her hips in the last several inches, marveling in the intoxicating sensation of Mel’s firm hole caressing her.

Grabbing Mel by the stomach, she rolled the two of them over, so Zoey’s own back was pressed into the grass, and Mel laid atop her. Fourteen inches of cock pulsed inside her, but Zoey stilled the desperate need to pump and jerk.

This was Delta’s event, however much Zoey was having fun herself.

“Your turn,” Zoey said, her eyes locked to violet ones, beckoning Delta to join.

Delta didn’t need to be convinced. She crouched over the two of them, lining her own cock up between Mel’s spread legs. Zoey grabbed the slimegirl by the crease of her knees and pulled her legs in tight, locking them close to her head, so Mel’s feet dangled in the air in a lewd, compromised position. Mel groaned and writhed atop Zoey, too excited to control herself, needing Zoey’s cock to stir around her insides.

Delta gripped her cock and guided herself in.

She penetrated the slimegirl, and Zoey felt a thick cock slide against her own, separated only by a thin membrane—one she couldn’t even see through Mel’s body. Their cocks floated there, inside Mel, together.

Delta sighed, and her eyes closed as she pushed inch by inch deeper into Mel, her cock rubbing against Zoey’s as it ventured forward. Delta laid herself across the slimegirl, sandwiching Mel between the two of them, creating a pile of sweaty skin.

At the added pressure, Zoey couldn’t help herself. Her hips took a life of their own. She humped up and down, a slow, luxurious pace, relishing the feel of Mel’s asshole wrapping her cock.

And combined with the pressure of Delta’s member pressing into hers? In getting to share a partner, as Delta had suggested so many times, but which was finally happening? And in such an exciting way?

Zoey nuzzled her chin in Mel’s shoulder and picked up speed. Atop the slimegirl, Delta also gave into her urges. Supporting herself by her hands and knees planted into grass, the foxgirl pistoned in and out of Mel’s pussy. Each stroke had a thick shaft of girl cock rubbing against Zoey’s own, and the sensation whited her mind out. With so much crammed inside Mel, she was even tighter than usual—and the slimegirl already had an incredible grip.

“So … good …” Delta groaned. “Fuck, Zoey. Your cock feels so good against mine.” She buried her forehead against Zoey’s, to the side of Mel’s own head, and the three girls panted and whined as all of them humped and thrusted against each other. “This is even better … than when I had yours. How does it feel so good?”

Their speeds increased together, pleasure intensifying. It didn’t take any time at all for Zoey to feel Delta’s cock starting to twitch. Squeezed together inside Mel, she could feel each motion, each jerk of Delta’s cock as she rapidly approached orgasm.

Zoey sympathized. Delta had a tiny amount of experience wielding a cock, but not nearly enough to resist this event.

"Cant help it," Delta moaned. “Sorry. I’m—I’m cumming.”

"So quick,” Zoey tutted. “But go ahead."

Crammed inside Mel, and squeezed so tightly against Zoey's own cock, she felt Delta's member swell in imminent orgasm. The foxgirl slapped herself as deep as she could, her ass straining and she arced her hips forward. Zoey kept pumping, massaging Delta's cock with long strokes, her thick shaft running along Delta's with each shove into Mel's too-full insides.

Delta came. Her body quaked and twitched as she emptied herself, spurting thick strings of seed into Mel's womb. Zoey felt the heat of her payload as it spilled into Mel. Through her green, see-through body, she watched Delta coat Mel's pussy with her white cream. The sensation, and imagery, made Zoey moan, her own climax spurred on. Her hips moved faster and harder, pushing Delta's cock against hers in a way that sent sparks dancing through her body.

Mel fell apart next. Her body tensed and trembled as she cried out in pleasure. Her asshole clenched down on Zoey's cock, squeezing tightly as orgasm pulsed through her. Delta groaned, being likewise caressed, the renewed pressure milking out even more of her own finish.

It was finally too much. Zoey's climax rushed up to meet Mel's, and with one last thrust, she slapped her hips hard against Mel's ass and released her payload. Wave after wave of pleasure crashed through her as she filled Mel's asshole with her seed. The sensation was overwhelming, every muscle in her body tensing so hard she couldn't move.

The pleasure drained away, leaving Zoey spent. She lay beneath Mel, going limp. Delta lay likewise exhausted, skin glistening—half from sweat, half from Mel's sticky body. She didn't make to pull out. She and Zoey kept their cocks firmly inside the slimegirl, stuffing her full. The amount of white strings floating inside her bordered on comical.

"At this rate," Delta said, "we’ll turn you into a white slime, not a green one."

Zoey laughed, pressing her forehead into Mel’s shoulder. “Really?”

"Sounds like heaven," Mel mumbled. She wiggled her hips side to side, stirring Zoey and Delta's cocks around, and extracting two sudden moans. "You two aren't done already, are you? Get back to work. This is a boss fight, remember?"

"Oh?" Zoey asked. "It is? Then I'm supposed to take this seriously?"

"That sounds foreboding," Mel said. "Learn some new tricks?"

"You could say that. Here, tell me how this feels."

Focusing on the slimegirl—and admittedly still tired from her finish, but more than willing to push through—Zoey put her newest branch of magic to work. Not much more than an hour ago, she'd muted the aphrodisiac effect the vines had forced onto Delta. But the more intended use was surely the reverse: to inflame a target's arousal and sensation.

The spell gripped Mel, and the slimegirl shook between her and Delta, groaning loudly. "W-Wait. What is that?" she whined. "What did you do to me?" Her hips gyrated up and down, sliding Zoey and Delta’s cocks around inside her. "G-Gods, what the heck? That’s so—so much! Not fair."

“Fair? It's a boss fight, remember?" Zoey teased. She turned her eyes to Delta. "Here, help get her up."

Delta did so. They slid out of their partner in unison, freeing their thick payloads to pour out, which Zoey briefly admired. In short order, Zoey had picked the slimegirl up and spun her around, so her gooey tits pressed into Zoey's own. She lined her cock up to Mel's pussy, who desperately aided her—needing more than ever to have cock inside her, inflamed by Zoey's spell.

Zoey shivered as Delta's cum acted as lubricant, helping her slide into Mel's tight pussy. Delta didn't hesitate to join Zoey, claiming Mel's ass, likewise covering her cock in the fruits of Zoey's previous finish.

With them both inside, Zoey and Delta began to move. They thrust together, in and out of Mel's tight body. Her pussy clamped down on Zoey's cock, milking her with every movement, and her ass clenched around Delta's shaft, likewise pleasuring her partner. The slimegirl aided them, humping back and forth, caressing each of their cocks in both directions with each thrust of her hips.

The sensation, amplified by Zoey's spell, was too much for the poor first-advancement boss; barely moments passed before they had started, Mel was shaking violently in their grip, her third orgasm of the night crashing through her. Zoey seized Mel's mouth with her own and shared saliva as the girl spasmed. She and Delta pumped cock into Mel at a quick, satisfying pace, working her through it.

And to be fair to Mel, she and Delta didn't last much longer either. The feeling of their cocks sliding together while crammed inside Mel's tight holes was almost as compromising as an aphrodisiac spell. Mel's fourth finish rose up to meet theirs, barely a minute after her third, and the three girls groaned and shook together as they painted the slimegirl's insides with a fresh batch of baby batter.

Zoey and Delta pulled out with wet squelches, and cum poured from Mel's holes. Her normal imperviousness had taken a hit; she seemed almost dizzy from her previous two climaxes. Zoey's spell had taken it up a notch—to a degree Mel might never have experienced.

But after a second laying in the grass, panting, Mel elbowed up and locked eyes with Zoey.

"Before you win," Mel said, "don't forget. Gross stuff. I promised you that."

Zoey paused.

Right. That.

Well, since she insisted, Zoey supposed she would take her up on the offer.