(Man, this is old…and I feel good that I had the time to actually fix it up. Now much better, much less swear words, and all around a better turn of phrasing all around, and it does feel great!)
The sun bathed the luxuriously outfitted hotel room in the bright orange light of the morning sun. In the middle of the convention centre’s most expensive bedroom a blonde haired woman snored away in peace. A lone streak of light pierced through her closed eyes and she was awoken. Moaning slightly as she got out of bed to reveal that she had slept naked.
She was a young woman, in her mid 20’s at best. Icy blue eyes matched with loose blonde hair and a face marred only by one mole on her right cheek. Her figure was slender yet athletic with a firm set of E cup breasts and a plump ass to match. Half awake she ruffled through her hair and stretched somewhat.
She glanced down at her chest, confused for a short moment. “Ah…right, I remember. Good morning, dear.” The words were said aloud yet there was no one else in the room
As she looked in the nearby mirror, “Samus Aran” the bounty hunter from the Metroid series, smiled at the view. Idly, and still half asleep she rubbed her breasts with one hand while the other reached down for her nether regions. A moan escaped her as she began to pleasure herself before her hand entered herself. With a bit of rummaging underneath her stretched out skin she found what she was looking for.
She put her fingers around it and tugged hard, and tugged out a physically impressive erection from inside her. The shaft pushed outward Both pressed outwards until they smoothly covered her vagina,
turning the former female into a functional futanari.
“I missed one,” She giggled softly as she reached down below once again. Her vagina stretched out even more as the hand reached past the newly emerged cock while Samus’s face was beet red with arousal.
“NNNGH!” With a big smile, she pulled out a second dick from her cavity, this one wad a tad smaller and slightly darker of skin then the other one below it.
Both cocks were fully erect, one hanging over the other. Samus slowly walked to the bathroom, swaying her hips and her dicks while enjoying the feeling of double arousal.
The two off coloured dicks emerging from her vagina were both rock hard and both were already starting to dribble a bit at the tip.
Glancing down at both of her erections she thought about it for a moment before shrugging and saying. “Fine, fine, dear.” With her elegant, surprisingly well manicured hands she grabbed hold of one shaft each, feeling a torrent of sexual energy run through her body. She sat down on her knees as she began to masturbate, panting heavily as both were giving off intense stimulus in a way that paradoxically seemed to be in unison and clashing with itself at the same time. It was a wonderful feeling to the fake bounty hunter as she blew both of her loads over the hotel floor, moaning and sighting and twitching as two streams of cum shot out. Even her pussy was leaking from within between the sides of her cocks. In this moment of climax she jerked her head back, accidentally rolling onto her back while both streams of cum hit her breasts and some even hit her in the face. By the time it faded out she was coated, cum everywhere over her upper body.
“Damn, I need a shower.” She got up, dripping heavily as she quickly stepped onto the marble floors of the luxury bathroom and slipped under the shower. She put it on steaming hot and turned it on, taking a moment to properly wash herself. Her cocks had slowly drooped down into a flaccid form while Samus hummed a little bit of a song from Ocarina of Time.
A few minutes later Samus shut down the shower and stepped out. She reached for her forehead, focussing her mind on a zipper. Ot suddenly pushed outwards from the skin of her forehead. Grabbing the zipper she pulled back, parting her forehead and then her blonde hair. Her head expanded outwards as two heads appeared from underneath. The rest of the body remained the same.
Up front was a caucasian male figure, with short brown hair and brown eyes. What stood out about him was…nothing. He looked to be a quite generic looking figure in general, pretty young in his early 20’s. What set him apart was the fact that this man was the heir to a fortune of extreme wealth, and already had near unlimited resources to his name.
Behind him was the head of a woman, about the same age. Her skintone was noticably paler than her companion in front of her, a freckled redhead with her hair wild and voluminous. The smile on her face looked to be just as wild as her hair.
“Allright, let’s get her off.” Markus glanced down. Samus’s left hand reached for her chest where another zipped appeared. Pulling it down, more of the skin extended outwards to make space for the two people underneath it. As more and more of Samus’s skin flopped onto the ground their two forms were revealed.
Up front stood Markus Creneth, still looking quite generic outside of the fact that he was packing quite some girth. Yet it looked less big as it actually was just because of his wife standing next to him.
Stuffed in the back of the Samus skinsuit was Andrea Creneth-Lencroft. A woman of extreme bimbo like proportions completed by a rock hard erection that seemed only appropriate in regards to her other proportions. Thick looking ass cheeks and quite athletic legs, a near impossibly thin waist and a massive heaving F cup chest. She was just a bit shorter than the tall Markus, and all of it by design. Her body was a skinsuit too, to compensate for what her real body lacked.
Immediately she pressed her cock against Markus while grasping his own. She followed this up by giving him a rather cute kiss on the cheek.
“So, what’s the plan for today, dear?”
Markus looked back and smiled. “I don’t know yet, let’s see what kind of skinsuit we pull out for this day of the convention. Actually, 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 while her eyes stayed in place in a fashion not unlike a horror movie. Gently she loosened the pressure and her mask slipped back into place, perfectly replicating the facial movements of the much smaller girl underneath.
“Yes, later I’d suppose, first, we need to decide who or what is going to fuck you today. Or vice versa, of course.” Markus shut down the shower and stepped out, closely followed by his bimbo futanari wife, leaving behind a pile of wet skin on the floor. As they entered back into the room after drying themselves up Andrea flung herself at the bed, rolling around and getting comfortable.
She casually stroked herself, leaning back on the bed while Markus rummaged through the suitcase carrying all their masking equipment. It had started small, with the strange skinsuit gun that Andrea had once used to try and steal Markus’s life. But after a period of…”personal exploration.” a highly secret research department was set up and funded by Markus to produce skinsuits for his and his new assailant-turned-wife Andrea. Soon, they could request pretty much any skinsuit of any woman orman, with promises of much more possible in the future.
At home, in Markus’ mansion, they had a much larger selection of masks, suits and sex toys. But, as they were on a convention trip they only had access to a small selection.
They had thought of a system to take as many skinsuits with them as they could by simply wearing them on top of the other, clothes included. Nothing would be noticeable from the outside but underneath there were many many layers. They had a hell of a kinky time getting all the layers off before the start of the convention. All of that had been unceremoniously stashed in the large walk in closet. “Is It going to be double futanari Rosalina again?”
“Pheh, of course not,” Markus replied quickly as he covertly put away the Rosalina mask and extra cock he had grabbed just moments before.
“Hm, let me see..,” He looked through the loosely laid out selection of masks and suits, especially the set of realistic dicks.Well, realistic up to a point where they became so big that they were anatomically impossible.
All of their skin 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 genitalia and the general body shape they granted to the wearer.
Then they could be customised by pressing different appliances to them, which in turn melded into the suit. Strange and impossible possibilities as cuntboys, futanari and dicknipples were all possible to make.
Samus glared at the only blank male suit that was there, in contrast to the many different sized female ones both “she” and Andrea had frequently used. As he sifted through the rather small selection of male video game facemasks, his eyes fell upon that of the young angel hero, Pit. The golden laurel in the mask’s unkempt spiky hair sparkled in the morning sun in a stunning shade of orange.
Suddenly an almost predator-like smug grin appeared on Markus’ face. With a
quick hand he searched through the masks that had been laid out. Lucina, Wii Fit Trainer, Cortana, Princess Zelda, Lara Croft, and even… Palutena.
Samus glanced back covertly at Andrea who lay down on the motel’s bed, oblivious to the world. Quickly he got to work on his scheme. She reached for the largest, most comically oversized dick and pressed it onto his own. For a moment the cock skinsuit remained limp, before one began to melt into the other until Markus possessed a dick the size of his arm with a large and hairy set of testicles hanging underneath the shaft. It was already growing erect, and he didn’t want Andrea to suspect anything before he sprang his trap on her. Quickly he slipped into a skinsuit of a rather tall, voluptuous woman, lacking only a head. Struggling with his comically massive cock for a moment, he quickly stretched out the neck of the skinsuit to fit it in. In a moment, the massive bulge on the woman’s chest disappeared, and the trap was set.
With a smug smile on his face he reached for the Palutena mask. She ruffled the hair behind her as she slowly lowered it over his own face. The mask’s features distorted massively as she first pulled the front end down over his face and chin, while the back end lagged behind.
“Mmpfh, fmfugggn”
With a short yank he pulled down the back end of the mask over the back of his head. In the front, the empty eye holes stretched over Markus’s. As with the skinsuit before, within a moment’s notice the mask started to meld and blend into his skin, fixing the uncanny effect of a grossly stretched out face. Palutena checked in a hand-held mirror as she made some silly faces and smiled.
“All right, that’s better.” The voice modulator had kicked in, and now Markus’ masculine tone had been replaced by the more whimsical teasing sound of the trolling yet benevolent Goddess from the Kid Icarus series.
Andrea looked up and frowned a bit. “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 well-proportioned 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!I’m game!” Andrea leaped off the bed, looking extremely excited as she began
to suit up. She stepped into the empty neck of the male suit, roughly pulling it over her own body 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 F-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 with her own vagina and quickly stood at full mast. The masculine sexual thrill overtook her as she felt the suit become one 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. A feminine moan slowly shifted into a male one before she assumed Pit’s rather upbeat sounding voice.
“There we go, Lady Palutena.” Pit gave her a thumbs up. “So…can we get started already? I’m already rock hard at the sight of you!”
Palutena laughed as she stared at the horny angel minus wings before her. “You don’t even want to try to role-play just a bit? Hmm, whatever then, angel boy.
She strutted over to Pit, now being a bit taller than the woman in a male skinsuit before her and leaned down to kiss him. Then she reached around and slapped him on the ass. Pit chuckled and smiled.
“Come on then, Pit, enter my divine realm.” The green haired woman laid down on the bed, spreading her legs and slowly rubbing her pussy.
Pit continued to stroke his erection, and then slapped it a bit. It bounced right back into shape “This dick isn’t that big, are you sure you don’t want me to get a bigger one? Or maybe even the Jumbo?”
“NO!” Palutena yelled suddenly, before leaning back and smiling to cover it up right away before Pit would sense any nervousness. “Just…fuck me already, Pit, you are my servant, aren’t you? Wouldn’t want to keep the Goddess waiting, would you?”
Not much more needed to be said as Pit moved into position. He thrusted into her, Palutena letting a bit of a moan escape her lips as her own body was rocked back and forth with sexual energy. Her long green hair kept going all over the place as she used one hand to keep it from getting in the way
“Don’t worry Lady Palutena, I can manage,” He leaned forward slightly to grasp one of her thick breasts. At the same time Pit seemed to step up the pressure down below, moving with mighty thrusts into his patron Goddess. “Oh! OOH YES! That’s good!” Palutena moaned wildly, completely submitting herself to the sensation of getting railed by her angelic servant.
“Let go of my nipples and bang me harder, Pit!” She leaned forward, pulling Pit into a close embrace. She wrapped herself around him, squeezing her breasts against his mostly hairless chest.
“I’m getting close, I can feel it, Markus dear..” Pit pounded away, deeper and
harder, his cock pulsing with excitement as he could feel his climax approaching rapidly.
“Cum for me, Pit!” Palutena whispered in his ear as he pressed her tits
against his chest.
“Yes lady PAlllll…” Halfway through the sentence Pit finished, shooting a heavy load into Palutena. They pressed their bodies together, intertwined in passion and love, their bodies sweating profusely as they grabbed each other close, loudly moaning like animals. Pit continued to pound her well after he had finished. When he was satisfied, he exhaled loudly as he rolled onto his back to take a moment of rest. His cock still dribbled some cum as he leaned back and smiled.
Palutena got up and she gently tugged Pit by the legs a bit until they fell over the side of the bed. He didn’t really pay much attention, staring up at the roof without comment.
Glancing down at him, Palutena’s smile morphed from a warm one into a smug one. Her thoughts strayed back to her real, male form. This was followed up by thinking of the massive, throbbing erection hidden under her flawless skin. Already it was starting
to take shape, bulging under her skin. Soon it burst out into the open, coated in the semen that Pit had just left behind. He 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 pressure inside and outside her pussy. She reached for it with both hands, and ith two plops the balls fell outside. The time had come to make her move. Palutena walked to the far end of the bed and lifted up Pit’s legs over her shoulder, leaving his ass highly exposed. “WHOA! MARKUS WHAT ARE YOU!?” He didn’t even have time to
look back as his ass hanging in the air, Lady Palutena’s massive cock pressing against his sphincter. With a fierce thrust she pushed inside her comically sized erection, his ass and stomach deforming under the sheer size. Luckily, skinsuits stretched very, very far, and it was no issue for Palutena to pierce down into his stomach
“OH! OH GOD WHAT ARE YOU…ooooh,” Already Pit stopped resisting as his ass was torn apart, his dick going back from limp to rock hard within a few seconds. Palutena laughed loudly as she saw the movements of her massive cock thrusting into Pit’s stomach.. She reached for Pit’s ass, and pulled it even wider, the skin on both cheeks stretching along with ease. 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 leverage him upwards. Pit was lost in pleasure as he was getting furiously assbanged by the futanari representation of his Goddess.
Pit could only moan, his entire backside distorted just to accommodate the impossibly big Divine Dick. He could’ve just been a cocksleeve at thatpoint, his now tiny-looking dick still covered in cum while his own ass was filling up with both pre-cum and vaginal fluids belonging to his patron. There was no resistance as he was on the ride until his Goddess let go of him. Palutena squeezed his ass tightly now, morphing it into a even tighter fuck while the movement of the massive shaft deeper and shallower into his stomach were clearly visible from the outside..
“Close your mouth, Pit! Keep it shut with one hand! ” Pit obeyed, but he didn’t even have time to wonder exactly why that was needed. Palutena squeezed his ass as tight as she possibly could. Already the pressure was building inside her, and now it was only moments away.
“FUUUUUCKKKKK” Palutena yelled as she came. Load after load into Pit’s ass, yet, as she pressed his ass onto her dick it had little where else to go but up, straight through! Pit smiled even while trying to keep his mouth closed as he could feel thr cum move inside him, pushed forward and upward as Palutena continued her divine climax.. Pit could feel the cum in his mouth and coughed involuntarily, spurting a large stream of semen onto the pillow.
Finally, it subdued, after what seemed like two minutes of a constant stream. The bed was completely soaked, and Pit was still coughing up semen.
Palutena continued to bang Pit’s ass, slowing down as the ecstasy of it all faded away.
“Oh…god. I mean, oh me.” Finally, Palutena pulled out.
“That was incredible…” She sat on the edge of the bed, her massive rod still dripping with cum and vaginal fluids as it slowly began to go limp again. Pit got up, leaking from two orifices while looking super satisfied.
from ass and mouth, his body still filled with holy semen. Pit wiped the cum from his mouth and swallowed all of it.
“I guess that’s what you call that…all the way through.” Palutena smiled at him and leaned in for a tender kiss.
Pit embraced her, pressing himself against her form only for a moment before he changed his mind
“I want in, Markus.” Pit pushed Palutena on her back, and she didn’t really resist.
“Yeah, I figured..”
Pit pulled open the tab all the way from Palutena’s neck down to just above her shapely rear, revealing the male backside of Markus underneath Palutena’s far more shapely one. Tugging at both sides of the suit, he pulled it as wide as he could before pushing himself inside. He pressed Palutena into the bed as he climbed on top of her and stuffed his limbs into the suit. After pushing his head against Markus’, one arm escaped from Palutena’s and pulled the zipper over themselves. It was difficult to do but once the zipper got close enough and both minds focussed on the process of merging again. Palutena’s malformed obese shapes under her skin started to change, merge and melt into her, while her mind seemed to expand with Andrea’s mind and memories merging with Markus’s. Her eyes rolled in her head a bit before she loudly exhaled. The process had completed, and the voluptuous Goddess rolled on her back.
Glancing down at her simply preposterously sized cock, she closed her eyes again. A little moan escaped her mouth as she blushed. Her cock started to retract itself within her folds once again, pushing her vagina open wide for just a moment as the shaft disappeared within. The only trace left was the gratuitous amount of cum that she was leaking.
“I guess we’ll have to shower again.” Palutena stated, to seemingly no one in the room. “And after that, we’d best get dressed. After all, Palutena has a convention to visit, remember?”
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