Convention Preparations

The orange sun rose above the hills near the convention center, and rays
of light streaked through the blinds of the hotel room. In the small
bed nearby lay a nude woman with blond ponytail and distinct mole on the
left side of her chin. An annoying bit of light hit her icy blue
eyes and within a moment she sat up right on her bed, revealing her d-
cup breasts to the empty room.

“Good morning,” She said to her empty room as she got out of bed. Her
caucasian skin was clean, devoid of any birthmarks or blemishes of any
kind. The mole on her face was there only because of the character had cosplayed yesterday evening. Not that anyone would really notice, as most people would either be distracted or jealous of her looks.

As she looked in the mirror, “Samus Aran” the bounty hunter from the Metroid games, smiled at the view. Idly, and still half asleep she rubbed her breasts with one hand and let the otherhand reach for her nether regions. She moaned in a subdued manner at thefeeling of her hand entering her self, her labial lips
spreading unnaturally wide as her entire hand slipped inside. With a bit
of rummaging she found what she was looking for. She put her fingers
around the tip, and tugged out a large-sized erection plus a set of
balls. Both pressed outwards until they smoothly covered her vagina,
turning the former female into a functional futanari.

“I missed one,” She giggled as she reached down below. Once again Samus
pushed her hand under her testicles, reaching deep inside her own
vagina. “NNNGH!” With a big smile, she pulled out a second dick from her
cavity, this one only a tad smaller and lighter of skin then the other.

Both cocks were fully erect and pre-cum leaked from both of them. With
an ever bigger smile on her face, Samus strutted sensually into the
hotel room, smiling at the complete contradiction of having two cocks
sticking out from her now invisible vagina.

She reconsidered it before each of her feminine, well-kept hands wrapped around her
dicks and quickly she began masturbating. She panted and moaned, unlike
the more subdued speech patterns of the “real” Samus her mind only
racing in sexual thoughts and the sheer taboo and impossibility of it
all.

Her cocks were covered in a mix of vaginal fluids and pre-cum, and she
kept a tight grip and pacing, subconsciously moving back and forth as if
in a rhythm. Finally, she came, and both cocks ejaculated streams of
cum onto the hotel bed.

“YEEEES!” For a moment she collapsed on her feet, both her erections
still flowing semen. She fondled her own breasts, one of her sets of balls
and finally she decided to move on.

As the feeling of orgasm faded, Samus made her way back to the bathroom,
idly cleaning up both her cocks before with a big push and a shove
pressed both back inside, all her secrets once again hidden from sight.
She sat down on the covered toilet.

“We’ll split up, I want to walk the convention floor separate today,”
Samus spoke to “herself”, before reaching for the small bump on her
back. With a quick pop Samus’ body started to both deflate and increase
in size at the same time. Her breasts collapsed inward but her whole face and
body expanded forward until it was clear that there were two people
inside the Samus Aran bodysuit. The suits eyes never hollowed out but
seemed completely lifeless with the blank stare on its pretty face. In
the back a zipper opened up, and someone stepped out. She had to wiggle and squirm to escape the confines of the Samus bodysuit. Two hands
stretched the hole in the back open as wide as it possibly could. Andrea
Lencroft stepped out into the open, leaving the other person inside the
Samus bodysuit. Her breasts were significantly smaller then “Samus’”. Her rosy cheeks like her hair and full of life, and her blue eyes were even prettier than the fake ones that belonged to the Samus skinsuit.

A smart observer would have noticed the same lack of
imperfections on her skin, deducing that she was also someone in a bodysuit. A less smart observer would’ve realized that the large cock hanging in-between her legs was unrealistically massive, throbbing and fully erect as if she was ready to go at it again.

Not that either of them cared about realism in private. With a tug, Samus’s
deflated head collapsed forward and the skinny face of Markus Creneth,
heir apparent to the Creneth fortune popped out. His face was thin and
by contrast made his dark brown bushy eyebrows look ten times bigger
than they should.

Andrea looked at her cock, still erect from the stimulation and still
leaking cum. She stroked her cock, attempting to squeeze some more cum out of it.

“So whats the plan, Markus?”

Markus shrugged for a moment, before crawling back inside Samus and
zipping her up. The loose suit suddenly pulled itself tight, reshaping
itself into the sexy naked form of Samus Aran. Samus stretched out her
face a bit before letting it snap back in perfect form.

“Mmph,” Samus touched her face, gently feeling her soft hands touching
her artificial(yet real) cheeks. Outside of the inhumane stretchiness of their
skin, every part was completely functional (minus pregnancy of course. That would be opening a chasm of ethical issues). Markus didn’t care for the technical details of the equipment all he cared for the many new forms he could take (and fuck/be fucked in).

Samus rubbed her clit for a moment, before scooping up some of her fluids and tasting them. Just like, no, exactly like the real thing. Nothing could give her away, even though Markus’ real dick was hidden underneath it all somehow.

“Plan? Hmm. I was thinking, a bit of girl…on ” girl”.”

“Or girl in girl, eh?” Andrea smiled widely as she tugged at her own
face, distorting her own features , the masks eye holes awkwardly being
dragged to the side as her eyes seemed to stay in place in something that was not unfitting for a horror movie. Gently sheloosened the pressure and her mask slipped back into place, perfectly replicating the facial movements of the girl underneath.

“Yes, later I’d suppose, first, we need to decide who or what is going
to fuck you today.” Samus stood up and headed over to the closet on the
left, ignoring the horny schoolgirl-like laugh that escaped Andreas
mouth. “And here I was thinking I was going to be on top today.”

She let go of her erection, leaning back on the bed while Samus
rummaged through the suitcase carrying all their masking equipment. At
home, they had a larger selection of masks and sex toys, but as they were
on a convention trip they only had access to a small selection. Though they
had thought of a system to take as many suits with them as they could.
Simply wear them on top of the other, clothes included. Nothing would be noticable from the outside but underneath there were many many layers. They
had a hell of a kinky time getting all their equipment off before the
start of the convention. Now all of it had been unceremoniously stashed
in the closet. “Is it going to be double shemale Rosalina again?”

“Pheh, of course not,” Samus replied quickly as she covertly put away
the Rosalina mask and extra cock he had grabbed just moments before.
“Hm, let me see..,” Samus looked through the loosely laid out selection
of masks and suits, especially the set of realistic dicks.

All suits came in the same base shape, with both male and
female variants. While at first the only thing that distinguished them
was the fact that they had different genitals and the general shape they
granted to the wearer. Then they could be customized by pressing
appliances to them, which in turn melded into the suit, hence strange
and impossible possibilities as cuntboys, shemales and dicknipples were
possible.

Samus glared at the only blank male suit that was there, in
contrast to the female ones both “she” and Andrea were wearing. As she
sifted through the selection of male video game masks, her eyes fell
upon that of the young angel hero, Pit. The golden laurel in the masks
unkempt hair sparkled in the morning sun in a stunning shade of orange.
Suddenly an almost predator-like grin appeared on Samus’ face. With a
quick hand she searched through the masks that had been laid out,
Lucina, Wii Fit Trainer, Cortana, Zelda, Lara Croft, and even… Palutena.

Samus glanced back covertly at Andrea whom lay down on the motel’s bed,
oblivious to the world. Quickly she got to work, once again pulling out
her erection from inside her folds. She reached for the largest, most
comically oversized dick and pressed it onto her own. For a moment the
structure held, before one began to melt into the other until Samus
possessed a dick the size of her arm and large and hairy set of
testicles underneath it. It was already growing erect, and she didn’t
want Andrea to suspect anything, With a firm press and her mouth pressed
shut she began the process of squeezing her mega erection inside. She kept
her mouth completely shut as her cunt began to stretch unrealistically
to fit it all inside. She spread her legs open as the lower end of her
belly distended and her testicles flattened against her cock, pressing
more and more inside until only the tip remained, incongruously sticking
out of her pussy. With one final press she had completely pressed it
inside. She focused herself mentally on her vagina, and suddenly the
distortion ended. With a quick feel she reached inside, and was certain
that she couldn’t feel it any more. When she turned to think of the
large cock, it suddenly started forming inside her. She refocused on her
female side. The trap was set.

With a smug smile on her face she reached for the Palutena mask. She
ruffled the hair behind her as she slowly lowered it over her own face,
the masks features distorting massively as she first pulled the front
end down over her face and chin, while the back end was still stuck on
the knot of yellow hair. “Mmpfh, fmfugggn” With a short yank she pulled
down the back end of the mask, stretching the false eyes over the other
pair of false eyes below it. As before, within a moments notice the mask
started to meld and blend into her skin, fixing the uncanny effect of a
grossly stretched out face , achieving that so-sought after perfection.
Palutena checked in a hand-held mirror as she made silly faces.

“All right, that’s better.” The voice modulator had kicked in, and now,
Samus’ more naturally subdued tones were replaced by the more whimsical,
teasing sound of the trolling yet benevolent Goddess.

Andrea looked up. “Palutena? Aren’t you worried the hair will get in the
way?”

Palutena smiled as she felt the tips of her hair brush against her butt.
“A Goddess has many secrets! And as for you…” She tossed Andrea the
Pit mask and the male bodysuit. “You can do your thing, angel boy.”

“All right!” Andrea leaped off the bed, quickly and overly excited began
to suit up. She stepped into the empty neck of the male suit, pulling it
up with utter disregard for how it looked. She pulled the suit over her
stomach before slamming her feminine well-kept hands into the rougher,
bigger male hands that belonged to the suit. Her B-cup breasts
disappeared under a finely tuned six-pack, with light brown chest hair
and even hairy armpits. The suits cock had already successfully merged
and was completely erect, the sexual thrill overtook her as she felt the
suit become her own skin. With the same reckless abuse he slammed the
Pit mask over her face and distorted it strongly, pulling it down to his
chest before letting it violently snap back as it pulled itself into
shape.

“There we go, lady Palutena.” Pit nodded his head. “So…can we get down
to it?”

Palutena laughed as she stared at the horny angel minus wings before
her. “You don’t even try to role-play a bit? Hmm, whatever.” She
strutted over to Pit, before circling around him and slapping him on his
ass. “Come on then, Pit, show me what you can do,” she lay down on the
bed, her legs spread wide, her cunt beckoning.

Pit slapped his erection and it bounced back into shape with a bounce.
“This dick isn’t that big, are you sure you don’t want me to get a
bigger one?”

“NO!” Palutena yelled suddenly, before leaning back and smiling.
“Just…fuck me already, Pit, you are my servant, aren’t you?”

Not much more needed to be said as Pit moved into the Goddess, rapidly
starting to fuck Palutena’s dripping wet cunt.

“I don’t think you can get me going with that small cock of yours, Pit,
you need to try harder then that…” she teased, as her own body was
rocked back and forth with sexual energy. Her long greeen hair kept going all over the place but she kept one hand to slightly keep it at bay

“Don’t worry Lady Palutena, I can manage,” He leaned forward, on top of
the Godess as he used both of his hands to squeeze her nipples, while
down below he continued to apply more and more pressure to Palutena’s
surprisingly deep pussy.

“Oh! OOH YES! That’s good!” Palutena moaned wildly, completely
submitting herself to the sensation of getting fucked as Pit sought to go as deep as he possibly could.

“See Lady Palutena, I can fuck you better than anyone in the world.”
Right then, and right there the man hidden underneath a suit and two
masks remembered what he was planning to do.

“Let go of my nipples and fuck me harder, Pit!” She leaned forward,
pulling Pit into a close embrace. Quickly she kissed him on the mouth,
sneaking her tongue inside his

“I’m getting close, Lady Palutena.” Pit pounded her cunt, deeper and
harder, his cock pulsing with excitement as he could feel it coming close now

“Cum for me, Pit!” Palutena whispered in his ear as he pressed her tits
against his chess.

“Yes lady PAlllll…” Halfway through the sentence Pit came, and
ejaculated a large load inside Palutena’s cunt. Both of them leaned
closer and closer, their bodies sweating profusely as they grabbed each
other close, moaning like animals.

As the feeling started to subside, Palutena recalled the key fact that
after every male ejaculation there was a moment of weakness, even
tiredness as the feeling of ecstasy and dopamine rushed through the body
of the man. For the woman, however, it was far less, and she was ready
to get to work. Palutena pulled away slightly, as she gently tugged Pit
onto the bed with her. She stepped to the side and got to her feet, and
instantly her thoughts went to her male form, the big, throbbing cock
that she had hidden inside her moments before. Already it was starting
to form, and she crossed her legs. Pit was still caught up in the
afterglow, oblivious to the fact that his Lady Palutena was now
sprouting a massive cock. Already, the tip had pushed itself outside due
to the difference between pressure inside and outside her pussy. She
reached for it with both hands, and yanked at it again and again as it
took proper shape. With two plops the balls fell outside, the time
arrived to make her move. Palutena walked to the far end of the bed and
yanked at Pit’s legs, pushing them over the edge of the bed

“WHOA! MAR..LADY PALUTENA WHAT ARE YOU?” He didn’t even have time to
look back as his anus was now extremely exposed, ready to receive
Palutena’s own cock. With a fierce thrust she pummeled her comically
sized erection inside Pit, his ass and stomach deforming under the sheer
size of it all.

“OH! OH GOD WHAT ARE YOU…ooooh,” Already Pit stopped resisting as his ass was torn apart. Palutena smiled as she was his ass spread wide, the movements of her massive cock thrusting into Pit’s stomach even. She reached for Pit’s ass, and pulled it even wider, the skin stretching along with ease. Luckily,one of the side effects of using the suits made everybody a incredibly stretchy person, able to
accommodate almost anything of size.

She could see her own massive pole move inside Pit as his stomach distended, and as she angled her dick upward she could see it poke up a tent of skin on Pit’s back.

Harder and harder she moved, making sure that her massive balls slapped against
Pit’s vulnerable ass. “NOW THIS IS HOW A GODDESS FUCKS!” Palutena stepped
onto the bed, using the dick inside him to push him onto his feet, still
getting assbanged by the futunari representation of his Godess.

Pit could only moan, his entire backside distorted just to accommodate
the impossibly big cock. He could’ve just been a cocksleeve at that
point, his tiny dick still covered in cum while his own ass was filling
up with both pre-cum and vaginal fluids. There was no resistance and he
was on the ride until his Goddess let go of him. Palutena squeezed his
ass tight, morphing it into a tighter fuck while the far end of his body
was still inhumanely distorted.

“Close your mouth, Pit! Keep it shut with one hand! “Pit obeyed, but he
didn’t even have time to wonder exactly why. Palutena squeezed his ass
as tight as she could. Already the pressure was building inside her, and
now it was only moments away.

“FUUUUUCKKKKK” Palutena yelled as she cummed a literal bucket load into Pit’s ass, yet, as she pressed his ass onto her dick it had little where else to go but up, into Pit’s intestines and stomach. Pit held on to his mouth as he could feel the
cum move inside him, throttle forward and upward as Palutena continued
to cum. Only a meagre amount leaked out of his ass, while now the cum
had filled him stomach and reached his throat. Pit could feel the cum in
his mouth and coughed, spurting a large stream of semen onto the pillow
from his mouth.

Finally, it subdued, after what seemed like two minutes of a constant
stream. The bed was ruined, and Pit was still coughing up semen

“Hah! It’s like you were my dick, squirting out my semen onto the bed!”
Palutena continued to fuck Pit’s ass, slowing down as the ecstasy of it
all faded.

“Oh…god. Fuck.” Finally, Palutena pulled out.

“That was incredible…” She sat on the edge of the bed, her cock still
dripping with cum and vaginal fluids. Pit stood up as well, leaking cum
from ass and mouth, his body still filled with cum. “Oh…god, what the
hell was that?” Pit wiped the cum from his mouth and swallowed all of it.

“I guess that’s what you call all the way through.” Palutena smiled at
him

“God I can feel it…” Pit down next to her while still awkwardly
dripping a stream of semen.

“Incredible…but I want in.” Pit pushed the still weakened Palutena on
her back, before reaching for the bump on her back

“Hey, what are you…” Palutena’s voice faded away as Pit pulled open
the tab to below, revealing the male backside of Markus.

“I wasn’t done with you.” Palutena’s body suddenly lost all its life, reverting into a filled suit. Her dick stopped dripping and instantly deflated into
nothing.

Pit tugged at both sides of the suit, as wide as he could before pushing inside, squeezing Palutena into the bed as he climbed on top of her , his arms and legs filling the suit’s.

Finally he pushed his own head against Markus’ and pulled the lid shut,
which was quite a challenge with two arms having to work together.
Palutena’s fat, bloated form started to reshape itself, and inside the
walls squeezed in on both Markus’ and Pit’s bodies.

It was quite erotic, the feeling of becoming one and the same person physically and mentally. The walls between their minds and bodies faded and within a moment already they were communicating in a telekinetic fashion. Their thoughts were…their own, separate, yet clearly part of one mind.

“Why did you do that?”

“Eh, I felt like it. Plus, you know how I love to…be one with you.”

Palutena had successfully reformed herself. No one could tell that she
was in fact, controlled by two people merged into one. She rose to her
feet, her erection once again growing. She rubbed her dick a bit, before
deciding to once again retract it. Her moans were loud and her movements
unnatural as the cock and testicles forced their way back inside.
Finally, it was over, the only remnants of their previous session being
the ridiculous amount of semen covering the bed.

“So, now what?”

“Let’s get dressed. We have a convention to visit, remember?”