Shame, you whore, SHAME! Squirm beneath the scorn of my narrowed eyes! Mwhahahahah! “Willowbud’s settled down since she and Brandon became a thing,” Justina said, wringing her hands nervously as my eyes turned to slits, “and… well… what can I say, Angela; I’m a slut, OK? I can’t control myself when penis is available, and I live in a fucking brothel! I don’t have time do research when a new penis is always knocking at my door!” Justina sighed, exasperated, and sat beside me on the bed, her shoulders slouched. “I managed to get tomes from the library, and I found a few texts about Sorrow, and quite a few on Wrath, but nothing on Corruption. Most ‘experts’ don’t even think Sentients are real, despite evidence to the contrary. It’s just…” Justina trailed off as her eyes wandered to my lap. I cleared my throat nervously, and crossed one leg over the other. Having a penis was still very foreign to me. The rest of Diamond, I understood; even the antlers didn’t feel that strange, but the penis was difficult to grapple with. It felt so out of place, so unwieldy, so… aggressive. There wasn’t any bone, nor muscle, yet it was more than just the asian cartilage of the nose or ears. It was a nerve-swathed Big Boobs growth of blood and tissue, and now I understood why every man said their dick had mind of its own; this thing acted independently of me. It was an appendage I had no control over, and as it stiffened between the warmth of my pressing thighs, I realized that it had some control over me . “Continue.” I said to Justina, clearing my throat again (where had I picked up that affectation?). Justina gave me an inquisitive look, and then began speaking, but I wasn’t listening. Did I just notice how pretty she was? I’d been in her head for weeks, I’d even eaten her out the first day we met, but had I ever seen her like… this? That black hair surrounding curved horns, those big eyes, that long neck, those small, but cute breasts, the little rolls of fat over her belly as she slouched, the way her butt protruded from her back, the way it creased down the middle just below her tail, shadowed, barely Hardcore hiding the lewd options between her cheeks. Goddamn, I was practically stabbing myself. How did men live like this? “…but I don’t think Corruption responds to the physical pain of her host,” Justina’s voice droned back to focus, “I think an emotional strike is needed to dislodge her, but I don’t know what. Astrid said guilt was what freed Willowbud from Corruption the first time, but there must be some mechanism within the brain that breaks the meld. Emotions are just chemical reactions, after all, so if we could find the right trigger… Maybe a drug of some sort would work? Or a japanese competing astral being? Angela?” “Yes.” I replied dumbly, and then before Justina could berate me, “But we have more pressing matters. What am I going to do about Lucilla and Julia? I might look and sound like Diamond, but I don’t exactly act like her.” “Yeah, that is a problem,” Justina blowjob mused, tapping her chin, “not to mention, you’ll also have to have sex with them to keep up appearances.” “That’s not going to happen.” “Why not?” Justina asked, “They’re both beautiful, and if women aren’t to your taste, Julia would be more than happy to give you some man.” “I’m a virgin,” I said quietly, face growing red, “I never took control when you were fucking; I always just sat in the passenger seat.” “Well,” Justina licked her lips, scooching over to me, “we can solve that problem right-” “I’m saving myself for Brandon.” I muttered. Justina stopped sharply, her eyes widening, her smile growing devilish. “And you love her, don’t you?” Tiff was addressing me now, although none of us expected a different answer to the one I gave. I asked her. I asked if we should start out with foreplay. I dug some out onto my palm and then rubbed my hands together, using both friction and body heat to melt it into liquid. As I pulled on her hips to put her pussy in my mouth again, I positioned a finger so that it slid smoothly into her tight asshole as she sat back on my face. The two young women collapsed on the bed, still embraced. A long pole-like object slams deep inside me. “Auuugghghhll” "Taking a short cut." “No panties? Archiving and reposting of this story is permitted, but only if acknowledgment of copyright and statement of limitation of use is included with the article. 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