Asher knew he could pick up the piano, he had done it when everyone was gone once. With the auditorium abuzz with people he just pushed it out of his way. The bed was on wheels for easy movement between scenes. He pulled it one handed to where it needed to go.
“Look out!” Someone yelled as a section of the large backdrop began to teeter over. Asher jumped straight toward it. A little heavy, he grunted as he pushed it back to standing. Asher looked around. All the people in the auditorium were staring.
“What are you doing? Secure it,” he said angrily. A few of the techies moved to help him hold it up as those working began securing more 2x4s to it.
“Shit. I thought you were dead,” one said. “We had to build it in place it’s so heavy.”
“Ah well. Got lucky,” he said. Ignoring the looks he sat down on the bed. Good memories had been made on that thing. Memories and Kryptonite.
“Hey there hunk,” someone whispered in his ear. Ash turned to see Tiffany behind him on the bed. Without hesitation he kissed her on the lips. “Want to do a little more mind control play?” She whispered.
“Maybe later,” he said, staring into her eyes.
They had spent nearly every day together since coming out of the dungeon over a week ago. Asher didn’t know how he survived without her. She brought a smile to his face with ease. They had been grinding one another and experience points every time they met. They even beat their first real grind sessions record for experience gained. Since then they had done a simple art dealer roleplay. Unfortunately the only art either of them owned was a cat poster. His art critic roleplay almost broke down crying after paying $50,000 for it.
“We have an audience,” she said looking around.
“I’m used to it,” he said. Patting her hand he got up from the bed. They did have an audience. Ash took her hand to guide them downstage. 2 girls stood in front of him, a little dumbstruck.
“You must be Wendy and Mia,” Tiff said from behind. “Ash has spoken so much about you. Except he didn’t do justice to how pretty you are. My, I’m starting to feel a little jealous that you get to spend all day with him. Tell me. Is my boyfriend a gentleman?”
The two snapped out of it with each word. “He’s a shameless flirt,” Mia said.
“That sounds like him,” she said.
“Oh my God,” the flamboyant voice said from across the auditorium. “What beautiful hair.” With each step he began to move closer and closer to them. Soon Mr. Heath was standing in front of Tiff.
“Thank you,” she said with a giggle. Deep dimples forming she flung a side back. “I do it myself.”
“No you don’t! Oh my God. Tell-me-everything-you-do,” and they began to discuss with one another.
Asher looked to Wendy and Mia. They stared daggers at him. “I zot you were keeping zings casual,” she said. Her German accent was extra thick.
“I was. I am,” he said, stammering. He hadn’t really gotten them alone since they started dating. “I mean we-“
“We sleep with women together,” Tiff said bluntly. Then was back to her conversation with Heath. Though they really hadn’t done that since they started dating. Tiff had hinted it might be an itch she needed to scratch soon. Asher was all on board as long as he got to watch.
“What she said,” he said blushing.
“Asher, you never told me you had such a beautiful and adventurous girlfriend,” Mr. Heath said. “And here I thought you’d give an old man a chance.”
“I’d only consider it for you Mr. Heath,” he said, making the man bark a laugh. “But not today. My girlfriend and I have plans. See you Monday,” he announced to the room as he left. More than one mouth was drooling as he left. He gave Mia and Wendy a wink as he walked by.
His arm draped over Tiff’s shoulder he walked confidently but asked, “how are you so blunt like that? I can’t even say pussy during our dirty talk without blushing.”
She laughed at the truth of it. “After you come out to your dad it’s easy with strangers. Besides, you were hesitating.”
“And what was that about how pretty they are?”
“Well they are. I mean I’d fuck em. Besides, whenever you talk about practice you mention at least one of them.”
“Ugh you’re right. Sorry,” he said, rubbing his head.
She stopped him. Turning his face she looked him in the eyes. “Don’t be sorry. I trust you. As long as it’s simple flirting I don’t mind. Besides, with how you’ve been riding me I have trouble walking in the morning.”
“Yeah. I like to keep myself my size. It feels more natural,” he admitted. “Ok then my beauty of a girlfriend. Where to tonight, if I may be so bold to ask.”
“You may, but let’s save it for the drive. It’s your turn,” she said. They walked outside together. “Will my car be okay here overnight?”
“Should be fine as long as you didn’t park in a handicap spot.”
“Is that the blue painted space or the green?” She asked sarcastically.
“The blue.”
“Then it should be fine. Grass is a great parking spot. Think the sprinklers will wash it for me?”
“Most definetly. You’re so smart.”
She smiled cutely and put a finger in her dimple, “my the smartest.”
With that they laughed, pushing one another away as they got to the car. “Head to my college. Tonight is an annual pre-spring break event. Every year-“
“Is that what annual means?”
“Yes. Smartass. Every year we do some kind of challenge between 2 sororities and 2 fraternities. One of us judges while the other 3 do the challenge. Then one of the frats throws a party. And the winners get a trophy with bragging rights. This year it’s a scavenger hunt. And you shall be my steed.”
“Ah, is that why you’re in some tight jeans, my hoodie, and some heels?” He asked.
“Yes. It’s still cold out. This is my walking outside attire,” she said.
“Well I’m yours tonight. Whatever you want,” he said.
“That’s right, and don’t you forget it,” she said, taking his hand.
Their city was not overly large. They were soon at the opposite side of town at the college. One huge campus, there were about a dozen large buildings with thick groups of trees and trails though the park size areas.
Once Asher had parked they followed a horde of people heading to the same place. “OMZ!” A girl yelled running up to Tiff.
“OMZ,” she yelled back. Soon they were hugging and jumping as they talked a mile a minute. Ash stuck to Tiff as people walked by.
“And who is this?” The new girl asked.
“This is my boyfriend, Asher,” she said. Her arms moved to show him off like a new car. “He’s why I haven’t been around lately.”
“A guy? You? No way. Congratulations,” she said. Each sentence came out with a different facial expression as she processed the words. Then they began to walk back with the horde.
After 2 separate sets of girls screamed ‘OMZ’ to Tiff, Tiff did the same, and then were surprised she had a boyfriend; Asher finally asked, “What’s OMZ?”
“It’s our sorority house. Omicron Mu Zeta,” one of the girls answered.
“It’s a newish house,” another answered.
“Sounds about right,” he said. With that they arrived. It was a large house with Greek letters mounted on the front. Asher didn’t care to remember them.
Tiff talked to her friends. They soon wormed their way to a bigger group of their sorority. About 11 of them were there in total. Apparently not all could make it for the hunt. The houses were restricted to 15. Which was the only reason he was able to join their team.
When Asher was handed a beer he sipped it. He hadn’t really ever drunk before. Both times had been during a roleplay and messed with his mind too much. With no tolerance, he didn’t want to do something stupid.
“Ok people,” a young man said from a microphone at the front of the house. “I know most of you are here to drink. But please make way for the 3 teams this year.” With that his group began to walk to the front. Looking at the competition he saw one familiar face. Evan Miller, Tiff’s ex. Asher waved but the guy acted like he didn’t see him.
One of the OMZs ran over and hugged Evan. He draped his arm around her as they whispered in one another’s ears. She was a tall girl with bright blonde hair. Perfect dress. And a perfect face. Ash was reminded of Elle from Legally Blonde. Yes he’s seen that movie, who hasn’t?
“That everyone?” The guy with the microphone asked. “Then let’s begin the 12th annual spring break games.” People screamed and yelled at that. They were in a residential area, Ash was surprised they were allowed to be so loud. “This year is a scavenger hunt.” Holding up a yellow flag with a Greek letter on it he continued, “this is what you will be hunting. They should be done hiding these throughout the campus soon. There are 3 colors of flags, but that doesn’t matter. Each one is worth a point. The group with the most points at midnight wins this bitchin trophy.” Someone came forward with a bowling trophy. Asher could tell by the bowling ball and pin on top of it.
The announcer chugged a beer then read from a card. “Rules are, no impeding each other. No stealing flags. No flags will be placed inside anywhere. Also, don’t run from security this year. They know what’s up. I know it’s an involuntary reaction to run from cops, but you aren’t in trouble.” With that everyone laughed.
“Ok. Games start in 10 minutes.”
Tiff came up next to him. Beer in hand she whispered loudly, “I’m gonna fuck you so hard tonight.”
“Why wait?” He asked. She looked him up and down and nodded. Taking his hand she walked him to the frat house. Like she had been there a million times she took him to a bathroom. Pulling him inside she pulled down her jeans just enough for her ass to show.
“Do that Soaking thing again. That was hot,” she said. “Don’t make me squirt though.”
Asher pulled his pants down a little. Spit in his hand. Rubbed it on his dick and said, “no promises,” as he slid in. Raising pheromones, it was more a waiting game.
It took some time to get all the way in. When he was, she came immediately. Not quite done yet Asher stayed inside her. They were facing a mirror. When she finished cumming their eyes locked. Asher willed his dick bigger then smaller. Bigger smaller. Bigger smaller. He was getting faster at it. He was trying to reach a vibrating setting with his dick, but it was slow for now.
His hips never leaving her ass she groaned as he became bigger and smaller. Stimulating her insides as he stretched her little by little. Pheromones were in full swing. “I’m gonna-“ she got out so he forced himself to cum. By the time she said “again” he was already filling her up. His dick now big, she began to shake a little. But she was able to keep her squirt back. With a sigh she leaned back into his chest.
“You feel sooo good,” she cooed.
“We better stop here or we won’t get to your hunt,” he said with a groan as he pulled out.
Tiff nodded, biting her lip. Pulling up her pants she said, “I feel so much better with your cum in me.”
“God woman! Keep saying stuff like that and I won’t be able to keep my hands off you,” he said, slapping her ass.
“Who said you have to?” They then kissed. Which soon turned into a make out session.
When they pulled back for a minute she rested her head on his chest. Both had the other's ass in hand. “So comfy,” she said.
“Hey, I thought I saw your ex in the group,” Asher said.
“Yep, he’s in one of the frats. His new girlfriend, Samantha, is in the sorority. She’s kind of a bitch.”
“You hate him a lot huh?” He asked, trying to gauge her feelings.
“Not hate. More like loathe. He’s a cocky bastard. Never even apologized for sleeping around. Acted like it wasn’t a big deal.”
“Dick.” They stood like that for a moment longer. Asher pulled back asking, “sooo should we seduce his girlfriend?”
Tiff didn’t say anything for a bit. Then with a laugh she asked, “really?” Stars in her eyes it was like he asked her to marry him.
“If you want. I mean I wouldn’t feel comfortable putting pheromones too high. But could be fun.”
“What a great team building exercise idea,” she said, causing them both to smile.
As someone started banging on the door they yelped and checked one another in the mirror. Then they ran out, apologizing for the waiting guy.
“There you are,” one of the girls said. “They are about to start.”
As they were given more beer, someone asked, “what smells like cherries?” Ash and Tiff shared a look. Apparently his Taste Control also affected smell.
With that an air horn sounded and the hunt began. A path opened behind them through the crowd. The 3 groups rushed through it going in opposite directions. The girls laughed and started running. On the left side of the group, once they were through the crowd they veered left. More than one of the women was in heels, a fact Asher didn’t understand, because of that they soon stopped running.
Except Tiff who jumped on his back and slapped his ass. “Ride steed,” she said with a laugh.
“Oh right. Tiff you never introduced your boyfriend,” one girl said as they walked.
“Well then let’s make it official,” she said, pulling back on his shirt collar. “Woooh,” she said. He pulled to a stop along with the other girls. The group faced the couple. Eyeing him up. “Girls, this is Asher. Asher, these are the girls.” She began to point at them one by one. “Amber, Laura, Latoya, Samantha, Lisa, Cindy, Leanne, Megan, Becca, Jackie.”
“Ah yes. Perfect. Let’s see,” he said. Then spouted off their names left to right. His Luthor intellect was useful for some things.
“Impressive,” Lisa said. Asher thought they were very pretty. Blonde, brunette, black, Asian. The group would give any man a run for their money. A part of him wondered if the Cheerleading Effect was happening though. Where individual women looked prettier as a group.
“Which one were you again?” He asked over his shoulder.
“Tiff, the girlfriend,” she said, slapping his shoulder.
“Right right. You should wear a name tag just in case,” he said, kissing her cheek. She pouted.
“Let’s start back up girls,” Samantha said. Apparently the pseudo leader, everyone listened. Soon they were dashing away as someone noticed one or another flag. Tiff laughed as she pointed him in directions. Forcing him into a brush of trees she made him bend down so she could grab a flag. He didn’t mind much. With his strength he could hold her all day. He enjoyed the feel and smell of her.
“Found one,” one girl yelled. “Need help though.”
Everyone congregated and ran to her. There was one hanging from a flagpole on the side of a building. On the 2nd story there was no way to get it from the ground. A few girls tried the door. “Locked,” Latoya announced.
“Go get it babe,” Asher said. With her flight it would be easy. “She has a 12’ vertical leap,” he informed the girls.
“No I don’t,” she said like it was something they couldn’t guess.
“I thought you were here on a basketball scholarship,” he joked.
“No. I was too good. They were afraid of me,” she said.
“Makes sense. I know I am,” he said.
“Mind stopping the flirting?” Samantha asked exasperated. “Maybe if there was something to throw.”
When no one offered up anything Tiff got down from his back. “Well, go get it,” she ordered.
“But it’s so high up,” he said. Maybe 15’ in the air. He started studying the brick wall for a plan.
“Too bad. It’s part of our quest,” she said. Her fists on her hips in a Peter Pan pose.
“Quest? I like quests. Sub or main story?” He clarified.
“Sub. Now get your ass up there. My feet are mildly inconvenienced. Ash, I choose you,” she yelled, acting like she threw a pokeball.
“Yes dear,” he said with a bow. With that he walked to one of the windows. It was a segmented pane window with brick molding around it. A foot stepped onto the bottom shelf and he stood on it. Grasping the crown brick window top, his fingertips sat on it. Then he pulled himself up one handed.
With a grunt his other fingertips set onto the top of a brick curtain that separated the first floor from the second. Then with another pull from the second story window he was standing on the curtain. His toes barely had purchase, but it was enough for him as he shimmied to the flagpole.
It was an orange flag mounted to a stick. Asher knocked it down. Then staring at his feet he dropped. His fingers catching the curtain like Jason Bourne. He then dropped all the way. A couple of girls gasped here and there. But there was a collective applause as he stood up and walked out of the bushes with the flag.
“Very well done my mighty BF,” Tiffany said.
“Anything for you,” he said, passing off the flag. He presented his back to Tiff. And soon she retook her place and they were off again.
It was mostly quiet after that. Everyone seemed to have lost their energy. Ash caught a few glances at him. But mostly ignored them. “That was hot. When did my boyfriend get so strong?” She asked.
He was about to answer when Lisa yelled, “there’s one.” It was in the middle of a large pond mounted on a small lifesaver ring.
They were soon at the pond. “There are canoes on the other side,” Leanne offered. But they were a ways away.
Tiff, of course, once more got down off his back. “You heard em. Go get it,” she commanded.
“Me? But it’s so far. I can’t swim,” he said.
“Too bad. I have spoken.”
“But my clothes,” he said.
“Take them off,” she said and gave him a wink. She pointed her eyes at Samantha and he understood.
Pretending to grumble he began to strip. Once he was in his underwear he asked, “don’t I get a kiss?”
“Perhaps when you get back,” she said, pushing him to the lake.
“You’re gonna pay for this tonight,” he whispered. “Butt stuff pay for it.” She blushed but nodded.
It was still early March so a little cold out, but not ungodly. Jacket weather. His feet on the short sand shore he tentatively stepped in. His muscles convulsed as he jumped and turned back. The other girls were all staring at his toned body. No complaints all around.
“It cold!” He announced. “There could be shrinkage,” he stage whispered to Tiff.
Tiff barked a laugh. “You could use some shrinkage.”
“Hey, you said it was the size of the boat, not the motion of the ocean,” he retorted, grabbing his crotch. There were a few laughs from that. More than one girl looked to his groin, Samantha included.
“Silence pool boy. Get me my flag,” she ordered.
Ash grumbled and sucked in a breath. Then he ran into the freezing cold water. Once he was fully submerged he whispered, “definite shrinkage.”
Grumbling, he made it to the flag without issue. There were a few gasps and exclamations from the girls. Asher looked back to see Tiffany spacing her hands apart while she talked. Showing it to the girls he knew what they were talking about. His arm on the lifesaver he began dragging it back. He was soon at the shore. As he stepped out his boxers dropped a little with the water showing the thick base of his dick. Shrinkage yes, but not enough to warrant concern.
He couldn’t help but blush a little. His breath coming out in white puffs he threw the flag to the carrier. When he looked for his clothes they were nowhere to be found. “Where are my clothes?” He asked Tiff.
“The other sorority swooped in and grabbed them,” she said seriously.
“Can I have my hoodie at least?” He asked.
“You mean my hoodie?” She corrected. Asher could pull another set of clothes out of his storage ring but decided against it. He was starting to get the idea she really wanted to seduce her ex's girlfriend. His thick muscles tended to help with that.
“Here’s a towel.”
“Thank you Megan,” he said, drying himself off. “Tell me. Are you on the market for a boyfriend?” The girl blushed but shook her head.
“Too bad,” he said with a wink to Tiff. Towel in hand he knew what she expected of him. Thus he wrapped the towel around his head like a turban. Tiff laughed and was quickly on his back. She was quiet as she squeezed his thick shoulders.
“You so sexy,” she said as they began to set off once more. “Let’s ditch these nerds and go do it in the woods.”
“Ohho no. Not with the trouble I’ve gone through getting these flags,” he said. She then became quiet and rested her head on his back. It didn’t take long for him to be warmed back up. He guessed it had something to do with his Endurance stat. That or the warm embrace of his hot girlfriend.
There were a few more flags here and there. They ended up passing the other hunter groups. Both gave his semi-naked form the once over. They all taunted each other about how many flags they found.
Then their group was beset upon by a group of drunk boys. All large, either muscle wise or weight wise. Ash guessed they were football players. The girls grouped up. Ash at the front.
They catcalled but were mostly harmless. Until one large guy said, “Becca is that you? Come join us girl. We have plenty of beer where we’re headed.”
“Sorry, I’m with the girls tonight.”
“Ex-boyfriend,” Tiff informed him. He nodded, ready. Tiff slid off him.
“Don’t be like that,” the drunkard said walking toward them. He made a move to grab her but Ash slapped his hand away. “What the fuck…towelhead,” he said drunkenly.
“Hey. Don’t make fun of my religion,” he said. A few laughs from both sides. “Now we are on a quest. Please continue your godless debauchery somewhere else.”
The man looked at him for a second. His eyes blinked asynchronously and threw a punch. Ash grabbed the slow hit and bitch slapped the guy. He slammed face first into the grass. Ash stepped away and soon Tiff was on his back and they were walking again.
There were a few curses at them. Ash heard some of the girls whisper stuff like ‘hot’ and ‘that guy was huge.’ After facing Superman, Ash wasn’t too scared of people. He already knew he was way stronger than normal people. He barely used any strength and he doubted he would have used much more if the guy had been sober.
A few flags here and there that other people missed, it became quiet among the girls. Letting out a yawn Ash said, “so tell me secrets I don’t know about my beautiful girlfriend.”
With that a deluge of information came from the girls. From drunken stories of her starting fights, all of which she won, to the fact that she was open about her women conquests.
“How many of these girls have you slept with?” looking at the girl on his shoulder.
“Uhhh none,” she said sheepishly. Ash looked at the girls and there were more than one that avoided eye contact.
“Hot,” was all he could say before walking again. He was careful with his fantasies since he only wore boxers.
Soon midnight rolled around. Ash was certain Tiff had fallen asleep on his back. Samantha led the way back to the house. It was easy to find with the cheers and yells of the drunken college kids.
“Can I have my clothes now?” He asked as they got close.
Tiff yawned and sighed. “Girls,” she commanded.
Ash turned. Behind him magically there was a pile in the center of the group. “That damn sorority. Stealing my clothes,” he said, starting to dress. “Make sure you beat them up ok babe.”
“On it,” she said with a salute.
So close she finally decided to walk. They were hand in hand making their way through the crowd. A table set up in front of the house the girls deposited all of the flags in a large fishbowl with OMZ written on it.
Then they scattered. Gravitated to the alcohol, Tiff was soon chugging. She must have had a high tolerance. He didn’t know how she didn’t sway. Ash just nursed it. The other groups soon arrived and the tallies were marked on a big board.
When the last flag was counted there was a big roar of girls as OMZ won. There was laughing and cheering as the trophy was taken out. Paraded around the crowd they made a big deal of handing it to Samantha.
With that the party really started. Shots were handed out. Tiff grew her breasts a little. Squeezing them together she set a plastic shot glass between them. Ash had seen this in movies before. His hesitation gone, he put his face between her breasts. His teeth taking the shot glass out he pulled his head back and gulped it down.
It was like fire going down his throat. Part of him wanted to gag, but he forced it down. “Ugh. Why do people do this?” He asked, shaking his head.
“For this,” Tiff said, pulling his head to her cleavage. Ash motorboated her as she laughed.
Soon Ash’s inhibitions left him. He drank the beer more willingly, but when he started to feel a little queasy he stopped. It hit him all at once. One second he was talking with a few of Tiff’s friends. The next he was grabbing her ass hard.
She leaned into him. The scent of her caused him to get a little hard. His faculties compromised, he raised his pheromones to 40. Within 60 seconds Tiff was breathing in huffs. She pulled her collar away to let some airflow in.
They weren’t the only ones affected. Girls and guys around them began to squirm or shift their feet. They were feeling it too. Ash didn’t notice this as he and Tiff had started making out.
At some point he found a couch and sat. They had stumbled their way there, lips never apart. Ash just basked in the feel of her. Her body writhed up and down trying to hump him. His hands kneaded her tight ass.
“Let’s go,” she said, pulling her lips away. Her face flushed, he could only stare at the beautiful woman. She dragged him away from the group. Like a wave around them, people began coupling up. The party was soon a den of sin as people groped one another. The party really started then, it snowballed as the couple left the house.
Neither Ash nor Tiff noticed or cared. He princess carried her outside as they stared in one another’s eyes. In between make out sessions she gave directions. He stumbled a few times but they never fell.
When they were in front of her sorority house she fumbled with keys until the door was open. Once the door was shut they attacked one another again. Tiff practically ripped off his shirt. Ash stuck his hands inside her hoodie grabbing her breasts. The perfect mounds still weren’t in a bra. Something he thanked God for.
Neither noticed the girls staring at them from the other room. They had been watching TV but enjoyed the show of the lovers. Eventually Tiff and Ash made their way upstairs. Picking a room at random, they stumbled in. The rest of their clothes soon littered the floor.
Ash pushed Tiff into the mattress. He pulled away as he laid upon her. She looked at him confused for a moment. Unsure why he had stopped kissing her. Asher simply stared at her. Studying her face. The dimples appeared as she shyly smiled. Her pink and blue hair stuck to her face with sweat.
“What?” She asked when he didn’t say anything.
He blurted, “I love you, you know?”
She blushed further. “Shut up. You’re drunk.”
“Maybe a little,” he admitted. “But it doesn’t change how I feel,” he said, planting a kiss on her lips. He didn’t expect her to say it back. “I was ready to say it a week ago. Every day since then was prolonging the inevitable.”
They began their make out sesion once more. Their naked bodies warmed one another up. Skin against skin there was no penetration, just the feel of one another.
“I love you,” she moaned, catching her breath. He pulled back once more. Looking her in the eyes he knew she meant it. He smiled big and slowly entered her.
She had been building it up for a while. The room flooded in his pheromones. She came as soon as he was all the way in. She began to squirt then. “I looove your dick,” she exclaimed.
“I love your tight pussy,” he said, kissing her. He almost didn’t blush that time. They kissed more. Soaking in her she grinded her hips into his. Their wet stomachs against one another.
He slowly drew his crotch back and slammed forward. She moaned in his mouth. And they quickly had an encore of most every night since they started dating. He came 3 times and she came 4 more before she asked, “so you want my ass?”
He nodded as the door opened. They both turned to see Amber in the doorway. Apparently she had left the party as well. “What are you doing here?” Tiff asked as he plopped out of her.
“It’s my room?” Amber said.
Tiff looked around. “Woops,” she said. Looking from Ash back to Amber she asked, “wanna join?”
Amber didn’t immediately leave. She looked out the door then back to them. She had brunette hair that was in a pixie cut. Only 5’ tall she was very cute with her young face. Taking in a slow breath she then shut the door.
Ash was a little surprised as she walked over to them. Tiff got on her knees on the bed. Bending down she began kissing the short girl. Ash watched as the girl tentatively reciprocated the affection. His penis still hard, he raised his libido to 25.
He stepped over then. He began squeezing both of their asses. He pulled up his relationship screen.
| Relationship Screen (LVL 6) | |||||
| Name | Attachment | Location | Kinks | Prefered Phallic Size | Erogenous Zone |
| Daphne Krollic | Level 2 | Las Vegas, NV. | Younger Guys | 9" | Nipples |
| Zora Mlakar | Level 6 | Atlantic, IA | Impregnation | 7" | Ears |
| Tiffany Tyler | Level 6 | Thousand Oaks, CA | Domination | 8" | Breasts |
| Lyola Lofgren | Level 1 | %&#())*# | Large Genitalia | 10" | Ears |
| Amanda Neil | Level 1 | Thousand Oaks, CA | Women | 7.5" | Feet |
| Amber Martin | Level 0 | Thousand Oaks, CA | Rimjob | 6" | Ass |
“Perfect,” he said. Without a word he pulled Tiff away. She was reluctant but followed. He finagled her to bend over with her ass facing the 2 of them. Ash changed the rest of his spit to chocolate and spit on her puckered asshole.
“Start loosening her up,” Ash ordered Amber. The small girl just dove in. Almost hungry, she began licking up and down Tiffany’s 2 holes. He could tell she enjoyed the taste. With her small body in front of him he pulled her jeans down. A toned ass, he watched as her pussy overflowed with her own juices. He picked her lower body up in the air.
She yelped as Tiff moaned. Amber’s thin arms held her upper body up as her legs kicked in the air. Then he began licking up and down her slit. Salty, he had forgotten not everything was bubblegum flavored. He pulled his head back and spit in her ass. Ash needed to show his appreciation for what she was doing for his girlfriend.
Luckily his spit tasted like chocolate to him now too. She began to convulse almost instantly. Her legs kicking, she came hard. When the orgasm was over she dropped to lay on the bed. Tiff looked back. “You broke my toy,” she said with a pout.
“I’ll make it up to you my love,” he said, beckoning her over. With the word her smile beamed. She crawled over and they kissed.
“So sweet,” she said, commenting.
“No, you so sweet,” he said. Moving her to lay on her back he willed his dick smaller. Lining it up with her ass he slowly entered. She groaned as he slid in. Her ass was almost as tight as her pussy when she gripped him. It was a nice change though.
At that point Amber woke up. She didn’t appear ready to join. Ash took charge and ordered Amber, “sit on her face.”
Tiffany nodded happily then extended her tongue all the way out. Amber’s eyes widened as she gulped frantically. She sat down tentatively. Ash watched as Tiff’s tongue slowly entered her. Amber’s juices gushed out as the small girl convulsed. She was helpless to the pheromones and feel of the 2 Sex Systems.
Ash then began to pound into Tiff. His girlfriend didn’t stop her tongue movements as Amber recovered from the strong orgasm. Ash pulled her face toward his. Amber woke up and began to kiss him as his tongue explored her mouth.
The room was filled with groans and moans as they stayed in that position. When Tiff finally came he emptied his balls in her. Pulling back he beckoned Amber over. She reluctantly got off her new favorite seat and stood with him. Ash pushed her face back down to Tiff.
The pink and blue haired girl wrapped her legs around her friend's head as Amber lapped up his semen. He positioned himself behind the small girl. Lining himself up he jumped between her holes asking, “which do you want?”
“Ass,” she said, her voice muffled from Tiff’s snatch. He slid in slowly. Making himself a little smaller, he was soon at the base. She groaned happily. Ash and Tiff locked eyes as he began to pound into the new girl.
Amber came hard but Asher didn’t relent. He kept pounding. She began to cry out from his onslaught. “Oh my god! You’re so big. My ass feels sooo good. Tiff you taste so sweet.” Then Tiff shut her up by squeezing her legs around her head harder.
Ash eventually released his load in Amber’s tight ass. Letting her go she dropped boneless to the ground. Her eyes fluttering, Ash was a little surprised she had such an intense kink. Then again Tiff and he had skills for this.
They looked at one another and began again. He made his dick bigger as he laid her on her stomach and began slamming into her. “I love you,” he grunted in her ear.
“I love you,” she said. He kissed her cheek and began to pound relentlessly.
Asher knew he could pick up the piano, he had done it when everyone was gone once. With the auditorium abuzz with people he just pushed it out of his way. The bed was on wheels for easy movement between scenes. He pulled it one handed to where it needed to go.
“Look out!” Someone yelled as a section of the large backdrop began to teeter over. Asher jumped straight toward it. A little heavy, he grunted as he pushed it back to standing. Asher looked around. All the people in the auditorium were staring.
“What are you doing? Secure it,” he said angrily. A few of the techies moved to help him hold it up as those working began securing more 2x4s to it.
“Shit. I thought you were dead,” one said. “We had to build it in place it’s so heavy.”
“Ah well. Got lucky,” he said. Ignoring the looks he sat down on the bed. Good memories had been made on that thing. Memories and Kryptonite.
“Hey there hunk,” someone whispered in his ear. Ash turned to see Tiffany behind him on the bed. Without hesitation he kissed her on the lips. “Want to do a little more mind control play?” She whispered.
“Maybe later,” he said, staring into her eyes.
They had spent nearly every day together since coming out of the dungeon over a week ago. Asher didn’t know how he survived without her. She brought a smile to his face with ease. They had been grinding one another and experience points every time they met. They even beat their first real grind sessions record for experience gained. Since then they had done a simple art dealer roleplay. Unfortunately the only art either of them owned was a cat poster. His art critic roleplay almost broke down crying after paying $50,000 for it.
“We have an audience,” she said looking around.
“I’m used to it,” he said. Patting her hand he got up from the bed. They did have an audience. Ash took her hand to guide them downstage. 2 girls stood in front of him, a little dumbstruck.
“You must be Wendy and Mia,” Tiff said from behind. “Ash has spoken so much about you. Except he didn’t do justice to how pretty you are. My, I’m starting to feel a little jealous that you get to spend all day with him. Tell me. Is my boyfriend a gentleman?”
The two snapped out of it with each word. “He’s a shameless flirt,” Mia said.
“That sounds like him,” she said.
“Oh my God,” the flamboyant voice said from across the auditorium. “What beautiful hair.” With each step he began to move closer and closer to them. Soon Mr. Heath was standing in front of Tiff.
“Thank you,” she said with a giggle. Deep dimples forming she flung a side back. “I do it myself.”
“No you don’t! Oh my God. Tell-me-everything-you-do,” and they began to discuss with one another.
Asher looked to Wendy and Mia. They stared daggers at him. “I zot you were keeping zings casual,” she said. Her German accent was extra thick.
“I was. I am,” he said, stammering. He hadn’t really gotten them alone since they started dating. “I mean we-“
“We sleep with women together,” Tiff said bluntly. Then was back to her conversation with Heath. Though they really hadn’t done that since they started dating. Tiff had hinted it might be an itch she needed to scratch soon. Asher was all on board as long as he got to watch.
“What she said,” he said blushing.
“Asher, you never told me you had such a beautiful and adventurous girlfriend,” Mr. Heath said. “And here I thought you’d give an old man a chance.”
“I’d only consider it for you Mr. Heath,” he said, making the man bark a laugh. “But not today. My girlfriend and I have plans. See you Monday,” he announced to the room as he left. More than one mouth was drooling as he left. He gave Mia and Wendy a wink as he walked by.
His arm draped over Tiff’s shoulder he walked confidently but asked, “how are you so blunt like that? I can’t even say pussy during our dirty talk without blushing.”
She laughed at the truth of it. “After you come out to your dad it’s easy with strangers. Besides, you were hesitating.”
“And what was that about how pretty they are?”
“Well they are. I mean I’d fuck em. Besides, whenever you talk about practice you mention at least one of them.”
“Ugh you’re right. Sorry,” he said, rubbing his head.
She stopped him. Turning his face she looked him in the eyes. “Don’t be sorry. I trust you. As long as it’s simple flirting I don’t mind. Besides, with how you’ve been riding me I have trouble walking in the morning.”
“Yeah. I like to keep myself my size. It feels more natural,” he admitted. “Ok then my beauty of a girlfriend. Where to tonight, if I may be so bold to ask.”
“You may, but let’s save it for the drive. It’s your turn,” she said. They walked outside together. “Will my car be okay here overnight?”
“Should be fine as long as you didn’t park in a handicap spot.”
“Is that the blue painted space or the green?” She asked sarcastically.
“The blue.”
“Then it should be fine. Grass is a great parking spot. Think the sprinklers will wash it for me?”
“Most definetly. You’re so smart.”
She smiled cutely and put a finger in her dimple, “my the smartest.”
With that they laughed, pushing one another away as they got to the car. “Head to my college. Tonight is an annual pre-spring break event. Every year-“
“Is that what annual means?”
“Yes. Smartass. Every year we do some kind of challenge between 2 sororities and 2 fraternities. One of us judges while the other 3 do the challenge. Then one of the frats throws a party. And the winners get a trophy with bragging rights. This year it’s a scavenger hunt. And you shall be my steed.”
“Ah, is that why you’re in some tight jeans, my hoodie, and some heels?” He asked.
“Yes. It’s still cold out. This is my walking outside attire,” she said.
“Well I’m yours tonight. Whatever you want,” he said.
“That’s right, and don’t you forget it,” she said, taking his hand.
Their city was not overly large. They were soon at the opposite side of town at the college. One huge campus, there were about a dozen large buildings with thick groups of trees and trails though the park size areas.
Once Asher had parked they followed a horde of people heading to the same place. “OMZ!” A girl yelled running up to Tiff.
“OMZ,” she yelled back. Soon they were hugging and jumping as they talked a mile a minute. Ash stuck to Tiff as people walked by.
“And who is this?” The new girl asked.
“This is my boyfriend, Asher,” she said. Her arms moved to show him off like a new car. “He’s why I haven’t been around lately.”
“A guy? You? No way. Congratulations,” she said. Each sentence came out with a different facial expression as she processed the words. Then they began to walk back with the horde.
After 2 separate sets of girls screamed ‘OMZ’ to Tiff, Tiff did the same, and then were surprised she had a boyfriend; Asher finally asked, “What’s OMZ?”
“It’s our sorority house. Omicron Mu Zeta,” one of the girls answered.
“It’s a newish house,” another answered.
“Sounds about right,” he said. With that they arrived. It was a large house with Greek letters mounted on the front. Asher didn’t care to remember them.
Tiff talked to her friends. They soon wormed their way to a bigger group of their sorority. About 11 of them were there in total. Apparently not all could make it for the hunt. The houses were restricted to 15. Which was the only reason he was able to join their team.
When Asher was handed a beer he sipped it. He hadn’t really ever drunk before. Both times had been during a roleplay and messed with his mind too much. With no tolerance, he didn’t want to do something stupid.
“Ok people,” a young man said from a microphone at the front of the house. “I know most of you are here to drink. But please make way for the 3 teams this year.” With that his group began to walk to the front. Looking at the competition he saw one familiar face. Evan Miller, Tiff’s ex. Asher waved but the guy acted like he didn’t see him.
One of the OMZs ran over and hugged Evan. He draped his arm around her as they whispered in one another’s ears. She was a tall girl with bright blonde hair. Perfect dress. And a perfect face. Ash was reminded of Elle from Legally Blonde. Yes he’s seen that movie, who hasn’t?
“That everyone?” The guy with the microphone asked. “Then let’s begin the 12th annual spring break games.” People screamed and yelled at that. They were in a residential area, Ash was surprised they were allowed to be so loud. “This year is a scavenger hunt.” Holding up a yellow flag with a Greek letter on it he continued, “this is what you will be hunting. They should be done hiding these throughout the campus soon. There are 3 colors of flags, but that doesn’t matter. Each one is worth a point. The group with the most points at midnight wins this bitchin trophy.” Someone came forward with a bowling trophy. Asher could tell by the bowling ball and pin on top of it.
The announcer chugged a beer then read from a card. “Rules are, no impeding each other. No stealing flags. No flags will be placed inside anywhere. Also, don’t run from security this year. They know what’s up. I know it’s an involuntary reaction to run from cops, but you aren’t in trouble.” With that everyone laughed.
“Ok. Games start in 10 minutes.”
Tiff came up next to him. Beer in hand she whispered loudly, “I’m gonna fuck you so hard tonight.”
“Why wait?” He asked. She looked him up and down and nodded. Taking his hand she walked him to the frat house. Like she had been there a million times she took him to a bathroom. Pulling him inside she pulled down her jeans just enough for her ass to show.
“Do that Soaking thing again. That was hot,” she said. “Don’t make me squirt though.”
Asher pulled his pants down a little. Spit in his hand. Rubbed it on his dick and said, “no promises,” as he slid in. Raising pheromones, it was more a waiting game.
It took some time to get all the way in. When he was, she came immediately. Not quite done yet Asher stayed inside her. They were facing a mirror. When she finished cumming their eyes locked. Asher willed his dick bigger then smaller. Bigger smaller. Bigger smaller. He was getting faster at it. He was trying to reach a vibrating setting with his dick, but it was slow for now.
His hips never leaving her ass she groaned as he became bigger and smaller. Stimulating her insides as he stretched her little by little. Pheromones were in full swing. “I’m gonna-“ she got out so he forced himself to cum. By the time she said “again” he was already filling her up. His dick now big, she began to shake a little. But she was able to keep her squirt back. With a sigh she leaned back into his chest.
“You feel sooo good,” she cooed.
“We better stop here or we won’t get to your hunt,” he said with a groan as he pulled out.
Tiff nodded, biting her lip. Pulling up her pants she said, “I feel so much better with your cum in me.”
“God woman! Keep saying stuff like that and I won’t be able to keep my hands off you,” he said, slapping her ass.
“Who said you have to?” They then kissed. Which soon turned into a make out session.
When they pulled back for a minute she rested her head on his chest. Both had the other's ass in hand. “So comfy,” she said.
“Hey, I thought I saw your ex in the group,” Asher said.
“Yep, he’s in one of the frats. His new girlfriend, Samantha, is in the sorority. She’s kind of a bitch.”
“You hate him a lot huh?” He asked, trying to gauge her feelings.
“Not hate. More like loathe. He’s a cocky bastard. Never even apologized for sleeping around. Acted like it wasn’t a big deal.”
“Dick.” They stood like that for a moment longer. Asher pulled back asking, “sooo should we seduce his girlfriend?”
Tiff didn’t say anything for a bit. Then with a laugh she asked, “really?” Stars in her eyes it was like he asked her to marry him.
“If you want. I mean I wouldn’t feel comfortable putting pheromones too high. But could be fun.”
“What a great team building exercise idea,” she said, causing them both to smile.
As someone started banging on the door they yelped and checked one another in the mirror. Then they ran out, apologizing for the waiting guy.
“There you are,” one of the girls said. “They are about to start.”
As they were given more beer, someone asked, “what smells like cherries?” Ash and Tiff shared a look. Apparently his Taste Control also affected smell.
With that an air horn sounded and the hunt began. A path opened behind them through the crowd. The 3 groups rushed through it going in opposite directions. The girls laughed and started running. On the left side of the group, once they were through the crowd they veered left. More than one of the women was in heels, a fact Asher didn’t understand, because of that they soon stopped running.
Except Tiff who jumped on his back and slapped his ass. “Ride steed,” she said with a laugh.
“Oh right. Tiff you never introduced your boyfriend,” one girl said as they walked.
“Well then let’s make it official,” she said, pulling back on his shirt collar. “Woooh,” she said. He pulled to a stop along with the other girls. The group faced the couple. Eyeing him up. “Girls, this is Asher. Asher, these are the girls.” She began to point at them one by one. “Amber, Laura, Latoya, Samantha, Lisa, Cindy, Leanne, Megan, Becca, Jackie.”
“Ah yes. Perfect. Let’s see,” he said. Then spouted off their names left to right. His Luthor intellect was useful for some things.
“Impressive,” Lisa said. Asher thought they were very pretty. Blonde, brunette, black, Asian. The group would give any man a run for their money. A part of him wondered if the Cheerleading Effect was happening though. Where individual women looked prettier as a group.
“Which one were you again?” He asked over his shoulder.
“Tiff, the girlfriend,” she said, slapping his shoulder.
“Right right. You should wear a name tag just in case,” he said, kissing her cheek. She pouted.
“Let’s start back up girls,” Samantha said. Apparently the pseudo leader, everyone listened. Soon they were dashing away as someone noticed one or another flag. Tiff laughed as she pointed him in directions. Forcing him into a brush of trees she made him bend down so she could grab a flag. He didn’t mind much. With his strength he could hold her all day. He enjoyed the feel and smell of her.
“Found one,” one girl yelled. “Need help though.”
Everyone congregated and ran to her. There was one hanging from a flagpole on the side of a building. On the 2nd story there was no way to get it from the ground. A few girls tried the door. “Locked,” Latoya announced.
“Go get it babe,” Asher said. With her flight it would be easy. “She has a 12’ vertical leap,” he informed the girls.
“No I don’t,” she said like it was something they couldn’t guess.
“I thought you were here on a basketball scholarship,” he joked.
“No. I was too good. They were afraid of me,” she said.
“Makes sense. I know I am,” he said.
“Mind stopping the flirting?” Samantha asked exasperated. “Maybe if there was something to throw.”
When no one offered up anything Tiff got down from his back. “Well, go get it,” she ordered.
“But it’s so high up,” he said. Maybe 15’ in the air. He started studying the brick wall for a plan.
“Too bad. It’s part of our quest,” she said. Her fists on her hips in a Peter Pan pose.
“Quest? I like quests. Sub or main story?” He clarified.
“Sub. Now get your ass up there. My feet are mildly inconvenienced. Ash, I choose you,” she yelled, acting like she threw a pokeball.
“Yes dear,” he said with a bow. With that he walked to one of the windows. It was a segmented pane window with brick molding around it. A foot stepped onto the bottom shelf and he stood on it. Grasping the crown brick window top, his fingertips sat on it. Then he pulled himself up one handed.
With a grunt his other fingertips set onto the top of a brick curtain that separated the first floor from the second. Then with another pull from the second story window he was standing on the curtain. His toes barely had purchase, but it was enough for him as he shimmied to the flagpole.
It was an orange flag mounted to a stick. Asher knocked it down. Then staring at his feet he dropped. His fingers catching the curtain like Jason Bourne. He then dropped all the way. A couple of girls gasped here and there. But there was a collective applause as he stood up and walked out of the bushes with the flag.
“Very well done my mighty BF,” Tiffany said.
“Anything for you,” he said, passing off the flag. He presented his back to Tiff. And soon she retook her place and they were off again.
It was mostly quiet after that. Everyone seemed to have lost their energy. Ash caught a few glances at him. But mostly ignored them. “That was hot. When did my boyfriend get so strong?” She asked.
He was about to answer when Lisa yelled, “there’s one.” It was in the middle of a large pond mounted on a small lifesaver ring.
They were soon at the pond. “There are canoes on the other side,” Leanne offered. But they were a ways away.
Tiff, of course, once more got down off his back. “You heard em. Go get it,” she commanded.
“Me? But it’s so far. I can’t swim,” he said.
“Too bad. I have spoken.”
“But my clothes,” he said.
“Take them off,” she said and gave him a wink. She pointed her eyes at Samantha and he understood.
Pretending to grumble he began to strip. Once he was in his underwear he asked, “don’t I get a kiss?”
“Perhaps when you get back,” she said, pushing him to the lake.
“You’re gonna pay for this tonight,” he whispered. “Butt stuff pay for it.” She blushed but nodded.
It was still early March so a little cold out, but not ungodly. Jacket weather. His feet on the short sand shore he tentatively stepped in. His muscles convulsed as he jumped and turned back. The other girls were all staring at his toned body. No complaints all around.
“It cold!” He announced. “There could be shrinkage,” he stage whispered to Tiff.
Tiff barked a laugh. “You could use some shrinkage.”
“Hey, you said it was the size of the boat, not the motion of the ocean,” he retorted, grabbing his crotch. There were a few laughs from that. More than one girl looked to his groin, Samantha included.
“Silence pool boy. Get me my flag,” she ordered.
Ash grumbled and sucked in a breath. Then he ran into the freezing cold water. Once he was fully submerged he whispered, “definite shrinkage.”
Grumbling, he made it to the flag without issue. There were a few gasps and exclamations from the girls. Asher looked back to see Tiffany spacing her hands apart while she talked. Showing it to the girls he knew what they were talking about. His arm on the lifesaver he began dragging it back. He was soon at the shore. As he stepped out his boxers dropped a little with the water showing the thick base of his dick. Shrinkage yes, but not enough to warrant concern.
He couldn’t help but blush a little. His breath coming out in white puffs he threw the flag to the carrier. When he looked for his clothes they were nowhere to be found. “Where are my clothes?” He asked Tiff.
“The other sorority swooped in and grabbed them,” she said seriously.
“Can I have my hoodie at least?” He asked.
“You mean my hoodie?” She corrected. Asher could pull another set of clothes out of his storage ring but decided against it. He was starting to get the idea she really wanted to seduce her ex's girlfriend. His thick muscles tended to help with that.
“Here’s a towel.”
“Thank you Megan,” he said, drying himself off. “Tell me. Are you on the market for a boyfriend?” The girl blushed but shook her head.
“Too bad,” he said with a wink to Tiff. Towel in hand he knew what she expected of him. Thus he wrapped the towel around his head like a turban. Tiff laughed and was quickly on his back. She was quiet as she squeezed his thick shoulders.
“You so sexy,” she said as they began to set off once more. “Let’s ditch these nerds and go do it in the woods.”
“Ohho no. Not with the trouble I’ve gone through getting these flags,” he said. She then became quiet and rested her head on his back. It didn’t take long for him to be warmed back up. He guessed it had something to do with his Endurance stat. That or the warm embrace of his hot girlfriend.
There were a few more flags here and there. They ended up passing the other hunter groups. Both gave his semi-naked form the once over. They all taunted each other about how many flags they found.
Then their group was beset upon by a group of drunk boys. All large, either muscle wise or weight wise. Ash guessed they were football players. The girls grouped up. Ash at the front.
They catcalled but were mostly harmless. Until one large guy said, “Becca is that you? Come join us girl. We have plenty of beer where we’re headed.”
“Sorry, I’m with the girls tonight.”
“Ex-boyfriend,” Tiff informed him. He nodded, ready. Tiff slid off him.
“Don’t be like that,” the drunkard said walking toward them. He made a move to grab her but Ash slapped his hand away. “What the fuck…towelhead,” he said drunkenly.
“Hey. Don’t make fun of my religion,” he said. A few laughs from both sides. “Now we are on a quest. Please continue your godless debauchery somewhere else.”
The man looked at him for a second. His eyes blinked asynchronously and threw a punch. Ash grabbed the slow hit and bitch slapped the guy. He slammed face first into the grass. Ash stepped away and soon Tiff was on his back and they were walking again.
There were a few curses at them. Ash heard some of the girls whisper stuff like ‘hot’ and ‘that guy was huge.’ After facing Superman, Ash wasn’t too scared of people. He already knew he was way stronger than normal people. He barely used any strength and he doubted he would have used much more if the guy had been sober.
A few flags here and there that other people missed, it became quiet among the girls. Letting out a yawn Ash said, “so tell me secrets I don’t know about my beautiful girlfriend.”
With that a deluge of information came from the girls. From drunken stories of her starting fights, all of which she won, to the fact that she was open about her women conquests.
“How many of these girls have you slept with?” looking at the girl on his shoulder.
“Uhhh none,” she said sheepishly. Ash looked at the girls and there were more than one that avoided eye contact.
“Hot,” was all he could say before walking again. He was careful with his fantasies since he only wore boxers.
Soon midnight rolled around. Ash was certain Tiff had fallen asleep on his back. Samantha led the way back to the house. It was easy to find with the cheers and yells of the drunken college kids.
“Can I have my clothes now?” He asked as they got close.
Tiff yawned and sighed. “Girls,” she commanded.
Ash turned. Behind him magically there was a pile in the center of the group. “That damn sorority. Stealing my clothes,” he said, starting to dress. “Make sure you beat them up ok babe.”
“On it,” she said with a salute.
So close she finally decided to walk. They were hand in hand making their way through the crowd. A table set up in front of the house the girls deposited all of the flags in a large fishbowl with OMZ written on it.
Then they scattered. Gravitated to the alcohol, Tiff was soon chugging. She must have had a high tolerance. He didn’t know how she didn’t sway. Ash just nursed it. The other groups soon arrived and the tallies were marked on a big board.
When the last flag was counted there was a big roar of girls as OMZ won. There was laughing and cheering as the trophy was taken out. Paraded around the crowd they made a big deal of handing it to Samantha.
With that the party really started. Shots were handed out. Tiff grew her breasts a little. Squeezing them together she set a plastic shot glass between them. Ash had seen this in movies before. His hesitation gone, he put his face between her breasts. His teeth taking the shot glass out he pulled his head back and gulped it down.
It was like fire going down his throat. Part of him wanted to gag, but he forced it down. “Ugh. Why do people do this?” He asked, shaking his head.
“For this,” Tiff said, pulling his head to her cleavage. Ash motorboated her as she laughed.
Soon Ash’s inhibitions left him. He drank the beer more willingly, but when he started to feel a little queasy he stopped. It hit him all at once. One second he was talking with a few of Tiff’s friends. The next he was grabbing her ass hard.
She leaned into him. The scent of her caused him to get a little hard. His faculties compromised, he raised his pheromones to 40. Within 60 seconds Tiff was breathing in huffs. She pulled her collar away to let some airflow in.
They weren’t the only ones affected. Girls and guys around them began to squirm or shift their feet. They were feeling it too. Ash didn’t notice this as he and Tiff had started making out.
At some point he found a couch and sat. They had stumbled their way there, lips never apart. Ash just basked in the feel of her. Her body writhed up and down trying to hump him. His hands kneaded her tight ass.
“Let’s go,” she said, pulling her lips away. Her face flushed, he could only stare at the beautiful woman. She dragged him away from the group. Like a wave around them, people began coupling up. The party was soon a den of sin as people groped one another. The party really started then, it snowballed as the couple left the house.
Neither Ash nor Tiff noticed or cared. He princess carried her outside as they stared in one another’s eyes. In between make out sessions she gave directions. He stumbled a few times but they never fell.
When they were in front of her sorority house she fumbled with keys until the door was open. Once the door was shut they attacked one another again. Tiff practically ripped off his shirt. Ash stuck his hands inside her hoodie grabbing her breasts. The perfect mounds still weren’t in a bra. Something he thanked God for.
Neither noticed the girls staring at them from the other room. They had been watching TV but enjoyed the show of the lovers. Eventually Tiff and Ash made their way upstairs. Picking a room at random, they stumbled in. The rest of their clothes soon littered the floor.
Ash pushed Tiff into the mattress. He pulled away as he laid upon her. She looked at him confused for a moment. Unsure why he had stopped kissing her. Asher simply stared at her. Studying her face. The dimples appeared as she shyly smiled. Her pink and blue hair stuck to her face with sweat.
“What?” She asked when he didn’t say anything.
He blurted, “I love you, you know?”
She blushed further. “Shut up. You’re drunk.”
“Maybe a little,” he admitted. “But it doesn’t change how I feel,” he said, planting a kiss on her lips. He didn’t expect her to say it back. “I was ready to say it a week ago. Every day since then was prolonging the inevitable.”
They began their make out sesion once more. Their naked bodies warmed one another up. Skin against skin there was no penetration, just the feel of one another.
“I love you,” she moaned, catching her breath. He pulled back once more. Looking her in the eyes he knew she meant it. He smiled big and slowly entered her.
She had been building it up for a while. The room flooded in his pheromones. She came as soon as he was all the way in. She began to squirt then. “I looove your dick,” she exclaimed.
“I love your tight pussy,” he said, kissing her. He almost didn’t blush that time. They kissed more. Soaking in her she grinded her hips into his. Their wet stomachs against one another.
He slowly drew his crotch back and slammed forward. She moaned in his mouth. And they quickly had an encore of most every night since they started dating. He came 3 times and she came 4 more before she asked, “so you want my ass?”
He nodded as the door opened. They both turned to see Amber in the doorway. Apparently she had left the party as well. “What are you doing here?” Tiff asked as he plopped out of her.
“It’s my room?” Amber said.
Tiff looked around. “Woops,” she said. Looking from Ash back to Amber she asked, “wanna join?”
Amber didn’t immediately leave. She looked out the door then back to them. She had brunette hair that was in a pixie cut. Only 5’ tall she was very cute with her young face. Taking in a slow breath she then shut the door.
Ash was a little surprised as she walked over to them. Tiff got on her knees on the bed. Bending down she began kissing the short girl. Ash watched as the girl tentatively reciprocated the affection. His penis still hard, he raised his libido to 25.
He stepped over then. He began squeezing both of their asses. He pulled up his relationship screen.
| Relationship Screen (LVL 6) | |||||
| Name | Attachment | Location | Kinks | Prefered Phallic Size | Erogenous Zone |
| Daphne Krollic | Level 2 | Las Vegas, NV. | Younger Guys | 9" | Nipples |
| Zora Mlakar | Level 6 | Atlantic, IA | Impregnation | 7" | Ears |
| Tiffany Tyler | Level 6 | Thousand Oaks, CA | Domination | 8" | Breasts |
| Lyola Lofgren | Level 1 | %&#())*# | Large Genitalia | 10" | Ears |
| Amanda Neil | Level 1 | Thousand Oaks, CA | Women | 7.5" | Feet |
| Amber Martin | Level 0 | Thousand Oaks, CA | Rimjob | 6" | Ass |
“Perfect,” he said. Without a word he pulled Tiff away. She was reluctant but followed. He finagled her to bend over with her ass facing the 2 of them. Ash changed the rest of his spit to chocolate and spit on her puckered asshole.
“Start loosening her up,” Ash ordered Amber. The small girl just dove in. Almost hungry, she began licking up and down Tiffany’s 2 holes. He could tell she enjoyed the taste. With her small body in front of him he pulled her jeans down. A toned ass, he watched as her pussy overflowed with her own juices. He picked her lower body up in the air.
She yelped as Tiff moaned. Amber’s thin arms held her upper body up as her legs kicked in the air. Then he began licking up and down her slit. Salty, he had forgotten not everything was bubblegum flavored. He pulled his head back and spit in her ass. Ash needed to show his appreciation for what she was doing for his girlfriend.
Luckily his spit tasted like chocolate to him now too. She began to convulse almost instantly. Her legs kicking, she came hard. When the orgasm was over she dropped to lay on the bed. Tiff looked back. “You broke my toy,” she said with a pout.
“I’ll make it up to you my love,” he said, beckoning her over. With the word her smile beamed. She crawled over and they kissed.
“So sweet,” she said, commenting.
“No, you so sweet,” he said. Moving her to lay on her back he willed his dick smaller. Lining it up with her ass he slowly entered. She groaned as he slid in. Her ass was almost as tight as her pussy when she gripped him. It was a nice change though.
At that point Amber woke up. She didn’t appear ready to join. Ash took charge and ordered Amber, “sit on her face.”
Tiffany nodded happily then extended her tongue all the way out. Amber’s eyes widened as she gulped frantically. She sat down tentatively. Ash watched as Tiff’s tongue slowly entered her. Amber’s juices gushed out as the small girl convulsed. She was helpless to the pheromones and feel of the 2 Sex Systems.
Ash then began to pound into Tiff. His girlfriend didn’t stop her tongue movements as Amber recovered from the strong orgasm. Ash pulled her face toward his. Amber woke up and began to kiss him as his tongue explored her mouth.
The room was filled with groans and moans as they stayed in that position. When Tiff finally came he emptied his balls in her. Pulling back he beckoned Amber over. She reluctantly got off her new favorite seat and stood with him. Ash pushed her face back down to Tiff.
The pink and blue haired girl wrapped her legs around her friend's head as Amber lapped up his semen. He positioned himself behind the small girl. Lining himself up he jumped between her holes asking, “which do you want?”
“Ass,” she said, her voice muffled from Tiff’s snatch. He slid in slowly. Making himself a little smaller, he was soon at the base. She groaned happily. Ash and Tiff locked eyes as he began to pound into the new girl.
Amber came hard but Asher didn’t relent. He kept pounding. She began to cry out from his onslaught. “Oh my god! You’re so big. My ass feels sooo good. Tiff you taste so sweet.” Then Tiff shut her up by squeezing her legs around her head harder.
Ash eventually released his load in Amber’s tight ass. Letting her go she dropped boneless to the ground. Her eyes fluttering, Ash was a little surprised she had such an intense kink. Then again Tiff and he had skills for this.
They looked at one another and began again. He made his dick bigger as he laid her on her stomach and began slamming into her. “I love you,” he grunted in her ear.
“I love you,” she said. He kissed her cheek and began to pound relentlessly.
