Milking Time

Lust In Space Part 2

Long Distance Connection

Barocca and Rhiannon materialized in the transporter bay of the Delphi 4, and headed for the conference room.  They were the first to arrive, so Rhiannon briefed her on what to expect.

"First off, do not make fun of these girls' appearance, accents or mannerisms.  You do not want someone with near-magical abilities mad at you.  Technically, I'm their commander and captain of this starship, but I treat them with respect, and don't bother them until they're needed for something like this.  And don't try flattering these women, or trying to get to see them later on.  They're all psychics and can see through flattery and flirting from a mile away."

"Okay, thanks for the warning.  I'll be on my best behavior."

Shortly afterwards, four women filed into the conference room.

"All right, introductions are in order," said Rhiannon.  "First up is Nimue."  Nimue was an attractive, dark-haired brunette with dark green eyes, that seemed to swallow up Barocca, and were like bottomless pools.  A polite nudge from Rhiannon's elbow forced Barocca to pay attention as she introduced the other three women.

"Next is Chandra."  Chandra was a beautiful woman with a completely bald skull, and brilliant blue eyes.

"Over here is Morgaine."  The most exotic looking of the group, Morgaine had jet-black hair and a skin tone that was a dusky purple, and her bare arms were covered in exotic golden tattoos, that Barocca could swear were moving.

"And the final girl is Lilith."  Lilith was a brunette with dark brown skin, and amazing golden eyes, which seemed to be constantly stirring, like tiny whirpools in motion.  All of them seemed to be staring at Barocca as if they suspected something about her, but no one mention-ed anything at the time.

"Tell us everything about how the Enchantress contacted you, Barocca," said Nimue.  "Don't leave out any details...it may turn out to be important."

"She would contact me while I slept.  I had our tehcno-geek Xelex whip up some pills that would put me in a dreamless sleep so I could get a full night's rest on Cinnebar.  When the mind is blank or empty, instead of filled with dream activity, it made it easier for her to locate my mind and contact me.

"I don't know how she does it, but she has the ability to view other worlds and dimensions just like we would look at web pages on a computer.  That's how she found me and the other girls like me on the Island on Earth, and then later on the space station Cinnebar.

"The Enchantress held a grudge against Rhiannon, because of some things that happen-ed on Earth..."  Barocca wasn't how much more she should reveal.

"The Enchantress somehow possessed another girl's body, and started to run amok," said Rhiannon.  "Me and two of my crew subdued her, and were a bit rough with her, before she finally left and went back to her own dimension.  When she found out that we would be returning to Cinnebar, that's when she decided to have some fun at our expense, and then sit back and watch things happen."

"She contacted me on another night," continued Barocca, "and somehow merged or joined minds with me long enough for me to write out the formula for a super love potion, that was given to anyone arriving on Cinnebar.  Anyone who took it, literally couldn't control them-selves until it wore off.

"The Enchantress is a very haughty, domineering type of person, who claims to be some kind of goddess or deity.  She can be very snotty, and doesn't like to be challenged or question-ed in any way."  Barocca hesitated.  "But I did find out that she treated me with a new level of respect once she found out about a ring I have, that was given to me by a customer one night."

Until now, Barocca had her hands in her lap, and the ring was hidden from view.  She brought it out into the open, and the glittering green gem twinkled as though it were alive.  Shock and amazement were on the faces of the four psychic women, and Barocca was sudd-enly bombarded with questions.

"Where in the world did you get that?" asked Nimue in a hushed whisper.

"I knew I sensed an underlying power about her!" exclaimed Morgaine.

"Do you have any idea what that is on your hand?" asked Chandra.

Sensing all of the calamity around her, the ring instantly raised its defenses, as if issuing a warning to everyone.

"Everybody, please calm down," explained Barocca.  "For better or worse, the ring has 'adopted' me or chosen me as its new owner.  If you're not careful, it can lash out with a lot of power, trying to protect me."

"She's not kidding," added Rhiannon.  "Me and my crew found that out the hard way."

"It's supposed to be made from a fragment of one of the 'Infinity Stones', whatever they are," said Barocca.

More hushed murmuring from the four psychic women was heard, and then they seemed to calm down.  One by one, each of the psychics waved their hands in a strange gesture.  Unique symbols in glittering colors formed in the air, revolved and changed into other symbols, and then were gone.  "I've seen that before..." said Barocca."We each made a 'glyph'," said Morgaine.  "There are certain signs that are known to all magical beings, creations and entities.  We each made the universal symbols for 'I come in peace.  I mean you no harm'.""Barocca, there is truly more to you than meets the eye," said Chandra.  "If we are going to locate the Enchantress, and deal with her, we will need much more information.""We're going to place you under a mild hypnotic spell to relax you, and then we'll ask more detailed and probing questions," said Nimue.  "Tell the ring to lower its guard around you, so that we can do this.""Okay 'ringo', we're among friends here," thought Barocca.  "Just relax things enough, so that these four ladies can find out what they need to know from me."  Where there had seemed to be tension in the room, there was now a completely relaxed atmosphere."Excellent, Barocca," said Lilith.  "Now remain clam, and just let the answers flow freely.  This may take a while."
Several hours later, the four psychic women moved away from the conference table, and stretched their arms."I believe that we have enough information about you now, Barocca, and also what you know about the Enchantress," said Morgaine."We need to do some research, and combine our talents, but we shall come up with a plan," added Nimue."I believe if we combine our efforts, and work in conjunction with your ring, that we can deliver quite a surprise to the Enchantress," said Lilith."Okay.  Just remember, the Enchantress contacts me when she wants to...not the other way around," said Barocca.  "Also remember she's probably been watching most of what Rhiannon and I have been doing...including this.  You'll have to come up with something to deal with that, or maybe she'll just stay away from me.""Do not worry, Barocca," said Nimue.  "We have dealt with beings like the Enchantress before.  As long as you do exactly what we tell you to, nothing will happen to you.""With the additional protection your ring will give you," added Lilith, "you couldn't be safer.""It's absolutely fascinating how you can do things like this," replied Barocca.  "I'd love to find out more about how it's done...""To take a page out of Dee Dee's book," interrupted Rhiannon, "it would engrossing, to someone who's already a fan of stuff like this, but it would just give you and myself a headache."  She got up from the table and also stretched.  "You ladies go and do whatever you have to do.  Then we'll meet later in the evening, when Barocca goes to sleep for the night, and see if we can catch our fish.  We've still got over several weeks before I have to have this ship back to homeworld for our next assignment, so we'll have to hope it happens in that amount of time."Barocca waited until the psychic women had left the room.  "But even if they can some-how locate the Enchantress, how are you gonna get there?  She already told me that she's from another dimension.""You weren't paying enough attention back on Cinnebar, when I said we'd drop you off at your own Earth dimension.  We already have the capability to travel to any dimension, but we have to choose the right one.  Since we'd been to Earth previously to retrieve the explorer ship Vega, we already had a road map.""I get it," said Barocca "it's like trying to pick one ping-pong ball out of a lottery barrell.""More like choosing one grain of sand on a beach.  If we don't know where we're going, then it's pointless, hoping we choose the right dimension by luck.  But if everything works out, thanks to my 'psychic team', we should have no problem."
Later that night, Barocca met with Rhiannon and the four psychic women, to prepare for when she went to sleep."I'm not sure how well this is going to work.  The Enchantress has probably been watch-ng all of this, already.""We have dealt with beings like the Enchantress before, Barocca," said Lilith.  "And while we did not know all of the details, Rhiannon has given us some of the back story about you, before we met today.""Knowing that, we created a wall or barrier around the conference room to shield us," said Morgaine.  "The Enchantress may know some things, but she does not know everything.""But she may just ignore me, or stay away from me, if she's seen even some of the things that have happened recently.""That is true," said Nimue.  "But as you have said, she is a very haughty, self-centered creature.  We feel she will contact you again soon, whether it is just to converse, or to reprimand you, or possibly even take action against you.""Okay, so do I need to know anything special, before I hit the sack?" asked Barocca."Yes, indeed," said Chandra.  "Tell the ring that we will be working with it to cast two spells as you sleep for the next several nights.  One is for your general protection, the other is to confound and confuse the Enchantress, as she tries to make contact with you.""I am trying to come up with the proper analogy, so you can understand how this will work," said Morgaine, "but we are not as familiar with your language, even using the translator technology we have."Rhiannon knitted her brows in thought.  "Think of it kind of like a rock band, Barocca.  By themselves, they're only so loud.  Then you put them in a stadium, with all of the amps and sound equipment.  That ring of yours is the ultimate amplifier."Barocca composed herself, and told the ring to allow the four psychic women to work with her, and that she may be receiving 'visitors' in her head again.  "Okay, the 'door is open' for you ladies to do whatever you need to do tonight.  But what do you think you can come up with to confuse the Enchantress?""If she attempts to contact you through your dreams, the Enchantress will encounter a situation similar to what you would experience in a funhouse or carnival," said Morgaine."I've worked with these ladies before," added Rhiannon.  "What they mean, is that the Enchantress will feel like she's in a house of mirrors.""Me and my friends went into one of those things, when I was a kid at a carnival," said Barocca.  "It took us a half-hour to find our way out.""That is what the Enchantress will encounter if she tries to contact you," said Lilith.  "All you need to do is lead her on, trying to help her find you, for as long as you can.""Any type of spell or mystical effort requires energy to be used," said Chandra.  "And that energy can be traced by those who know how to do that - namely ourselves.""It's like tracing a phone call on your world," said Rhiannon.  "The longer you can keep the Enchantress 'on the line', the easier it'll be for us to locate her."
On the second night, the Enchantress attempted to contact Barocca through her dreams.  After watching what had happened on Cinnebar for the past several days, her thoughts and emotions had run the full range from simply speaking with Barocca, to actually risking casting a strong enough spell to be able to physically deal with her.To her surprise, Barocca's mind was like a funhouse mirror maze when she established contact with her.  Thousands of images of Barocca's face appeared on the walls, floor and ceiling.  Barocca called out to the Enchantress through her dream-state, as if she were trying to help her locate her.  After several minutes of mental stumbling, the Enchantress began to lose her patience and realized that something simply was not right.  Barocca had never shown this type of mental ability, not even with the help of the ring.Determined to get to the bottom of this, the Enchantress began to cast stronger spells, and one by one the 'mirrors' began to shimmer and disappear, only to be replaced by another almost instantly.  As each reflection or image of Barocca vanished and reappeared, the Enchantress' anger mounted, along with her suspicions of what was truly happening.  Throwing caution to the winds, she unleashed a much more powerful spell, causing dozens of reflections to disappear at once, slowly revealing Barocca's mindscape.Sensing the hostility from the Enchantress, and amplified by the spell of the four psychic women, the ring lashed out at her in protection of Barocca, as the final few images faded away.The enhanced psychic spell forced the Enchantress out of Barocca's mind.  In her own dimen-sion, the Enchantress was shocked at the blunt power that was thrown at her.  The chair she was sitting in was slammed backwards against the wall hard enough for it to shatter into pieces, causing the Enchantress to land on her butt on the floor.  The last thing she heard before falling to the floor was the voice of Rhiannon speaking one word: "Gotcha".The Enchantress was filled with alarm.  Not only did someone now know her location, the noise of the chair breaking was almost certain to be noticed, since her quarters were next to others in the palace.  Voices at the door inquired what had happened, and if she was all right."I merely stumbled, that is all.  The chair was the unlucky one," as she opened the door to explain.  She rubbed her rump and gave an embarrassed smile.  "Only my pride was hurt."This seemed to satisfy some of the other inhabitants of the palace.  But some of them did have psychic and mystical abilities as strong, and even more advanced than her own.  As the others looked in through the door, they could see the shattered chair...a simple stumble should not have caused damage like this.  Something like this was almost certain to be reported to the all-father by one or more of them.  As she closed the door, the Enchantress fumed at herself, for losing her temper again.  Now she dared not do anything in the way of revenge against Barocca or Rhiannon, for fear of it being noticed.
In the morning, Rhiannon called a meeting of the psychic women and Barocca in the conference room.  All of the psychics seemed very concerned after what had happened during the night."Last night was certainly one to remember," said Barocca.  "I never saw anyone so mad, when the Enchantress couldn't locate me.  Her anger was almost palpable.  I don't know what would've happened if the ring hadn't been able to protect me like it did.""Thanks to the spells that we cast, we were able to locate the Enchantress' home dimension, and we have been able to piece together more of the situation regarding her," said Morgaine."She is under 'probation', after serving her exile with the creatures called the Frost Giants," said Chandra.  "She cannot afford to make any rash moves that would require very powerful spells, no matter how angry she may become.  This buys us a certain amount of time, but I am certain she will not forget about dealing with us, somehow or someway.""That's basically the same story she told me, when she first contacted me," said Barocca.There was an awkward silence as everyone in the room realized that they had made an already powerful enemy even angrier with all of them."All right, now we know where the Enchantress lives," said Rhiannon.  "I don't know just when I'll have a chance to deal with her, but that'll happen sometime down the road.""Rhiannon, there is an old saying," said Lilith.  "Be careful what you wish for.""This woman almost overpowered our spell cast by the four of us, and with the help of the ring, at a vast distance," said Morgaine.  "There's no telling what she'll be capable of, if you meet her in the flesh.""That's my problem, not yours," replied Rhiannon.  "I'll have to call in some favors later, to be able to deal with the Enchantress, but that's a task for another day.  We've found out what we need to know, and I want to thank each of you for it." Barocca searched her memories for a moment.  "I remember one thing the Enchantress let slip out to me was that it's possible to learn more about this ring, and learn how to use its powers and abilities, if I have the right teachers.  Would any of you ladies be willing to show me some of the 'basics' about this ring?""We can only show you some of the simpler tasks and commands in the time we have left, before our 'shore leave' is over," said Nimue.  "But we would be happy to do that for you.""To do more than that would require a considerable amount of time and dedication," said Lilith."You have no idea what you'd be getting yourself into, Barocca," said Rhiannon.  "And besides, the only way you could spend that much time with these ladies, is if you're willing to join the Vectran military.  Call it a hunch, but I think you're ready to try and make amends with the girls on the Island, and get back to your own world again.""That's true," said Barocca.  "But this ring has been so good to me, I feel like I'm kind of neglecting it, by not learning how to use it better.  Is there anything I can do to show it how grateful I am to it?""In general terms, Barocca," said Morgaine, "as long as you are happy, the ring is happy.""But if your situation should ever change," said Nimue, "we would be honored to instruct you further on this.""I'm glad that the five of you are now all on relatively good terms," said Rhiannon.  "It'll take some time to set the coordinates for the jump to Barocca's dimension and then pull into orbit around Earth.  Feel free to show her whatever you can, before we take her home.  We'll go on with the original plan of returning Barocca to Earth, and having some more fun with the girls on the Island, before we have to report back to Fleet Command for active duty."  

A Night To Remember: Part 1

Barocca sat at the bar in the lounge of the Delphi 4, nursing a drink.  Ordinarily, she had never wanted for company in situations like this, both before and after coming to the Island, back on Earth.  But here on a Vectran starship, she was either a stranger, or there had been too many bad rumors about her behavior when she had met Rhiannon and her crew, while they were on Earth previously.  While she had retained a few basic principles in learning how to use the ring from Nimue and the others, most of it only served to make her confused at this point.  She was seriously considering heading to her quarters and turning in for the night, when she heard a familiar voice.

“Hey, stranger, do you come here often?”  It was Rhiannon.  “What’s the matter, girl?  Can’t find anyone to spend the night with?”

“I guess it’s not completely unexpected,” replied Barocca.  “I have too much ‘bad press’ from when we met on Earth, and the rest of the crew just doesn’t know me well enough yet.”

“That’s part of it.  And also a lot of them are taking advantage of shore leave on Cinnebar before we have to leave.”

“Like I said earlier, I know I have a long ways to go to earn other people’s trust in me again.  It’s just frustrating not having anyone to be close to after Jeanne left.”  She paused as she sorted through her feelings.  “I mean, I lost count of how many times Jeanne and I had sex with clients, but most of the time we never really enjoyed it, because of the forced conditions.  I want to have fun with someone, and be able to enjoy it, with having to resort to a hologram or a blindfold.”

Rhiannon stared at Barocca’s face and figure, and thought deeply for a moment.  She had been with Barocca on Earth, and had to admit that she enjoyed her time with her, before everything had hit the fan on the Island.

“Let’s go to where we’ll have some privacy.  Never mind the stares.  Everyone on my ship knows who and what I am, and why we’re here at Cinnebar.”  She and Barocca settled into the confines of a booth.  “Since Vantha and her crew are setting up the engines for a dimensional warp, she’s having to work on a night that I didn’t think she would.  As long as you promise not to try anything funny, we can head to my quarters.”  Rhiannon lowered her voice and gave a sexy smile.  “Besides, I still owe you one for putting that stuff in my wine, back on Earth…”

Barocca gave an embarrassed laugh.  “I was definitely a ‘bad girl’ then…but I promise not to pull anything like that again…so lead the way.”
Rhiannon wasted no time once they were in her quarters.  She pinned Barocca against the wall in a passionate embrace, her huge huge tits mashing into her and both girls’ nipples started to become erect.

"This could be yours, to fuck your dainty little cunt and ass till you squeal."  Rhiannon pulled the flap of her uniform tunic aside, concentrated and her cock and balls appeared be-tween her legs.  Her huge phallus quickly became rigid as it grew to awesome size.  It trickled pre-cum from the tip, as if it could sense what was about to happen.

“Well,” said Barocca, “perhaps tonight won't be boring after all.”   "You have no idea how right you are."  Rhiannon unleashed more of her sexual energy and her great cock jerked, then grew until it was gigantic, a titanic mass of flesh, waving in slow motion in front of Barocca.  The veins along its length stood out in sharp relief from the ruddy hardness of the shaft, the head congested and bloated, pulsing slowly.  It was over three foot long and even thicker than Ebony’s cock.  Rhiannon stood with her hands on her hips, smiling at Barocca.  Rhiannon was tall, standing seven foot, long legs tapering up to wide hips and rounded ass.  Her boobs were twin melons displaying incredible cleavage, and firm, the nipples hidden under her uniform poking through the duracloth and showing them to be large. “You’re every bit as awesome as I remember, Rhiannon,” purred Barocca.  “So it’s only fair that I should get hard too.”  Barocca's cock became erect again, a serpent rising, until the head pointed at the ceiling.  She didn’t have a tape measure, but her erection was much more than the usual two feet she was used to.  The additional size was did not go unnoticed by Rhiannon.“Damn but you’re impressive, girl!  Have you been taking vitamins or working out since the last time?”“Looks like not all of the effects of Zelda’s touch on me have completely worn off.”  She ground her crotch into Rhiannon’s, the massive testicles mashing into each other like four softballs.  By now they had moved closer to the bed, with Barocca facing away from the door.  The door opened silently, and Vantha appeared in the opening.  Barocca was too busy embra-cing and licking Rhiannon’s huge shaft, to notice her giving a wink to Vantha, signaling her to keep quiet.

Vantha was as tall as Rhiannon.  Her breasts were watermelon-sized globes being pressed against the other by the brief halter she wore.  The halter consisted of two triangular pieces of leather-like duracloth and a series of straps bound to it with shiny silver rings.  The upper straps ran to a collar-strap, which was buckled around her neck, and the twin pieces of black duracloth were connected by a larger ring.  Vantha felt her own cock becoming slowly erect, the excitement of seeing Barocca and Rhiannon together driving it to hardness.  It was threatening to burst out of her leather crotch harness, and growing.

She moved closer, and Barocca felt something prodding her in her lower back, and could feel the warmth coming through Vantha’s harness.  She playfully gripped Barocca’s arms from behind.  “Rhiannon, you didn’t tell me we’d be having company tonight.”  The voice, the breasts pressing heavily against her shoulders, the shape of the arm and the shape of the form that had surprised her all said female to Barocca, but the thing resting against her spine said cock, and a great deal of it.

“You said that you had to work late…” replied Rhiannon.

“The girls finished tweaking the engines sooner than expected.  I thought you’d be happy to hear that…”  She reached around, and fondled Barocca’s breasts.

“Just file your report on it…tomorrow…” panted Rhiannon.Barocca turned and gazed in shock at Vantha.  Her huge erection had now completely burst out of the harness, and she saw the huge column of Vantha’s penis, the head almost touching the undersides of the juddering mammaries.  She could see that Vantha’s stomach behind it was smoothly muscled.  Tearing her gaze from the throbbing monster penis, Barocca saw that Vantha’s hips were very large, with smoothly rounded thighs leading to long legs that wore calf length boots.  Her long arms wore bracelets around the wrists.  Barocca felt her gaze continually drawn to the threatening hardness aimed directly at her.  Rhiannon noticed where Barocca's eyes kept lingering.  “Do you think you’re up to taking on two of us at once, girl?”“I’m always ready for fun and games,” said Barocca.  “Just don’t go ‘full throttle’ on me.  I mean you’re both even bigger than Ebony is.”  She thought back to what she’d seen Vantha do on the Island.  “Can you still do that trick where you don’t use your hands on your cock?”“You mean like this?”  The skin on Vantha’s shaft started to move up and down, like invisible hands were masturbating it.“Whoa…that is such a turn-on…we’ve got to try and get that on film when we’re on the Island.  People would go crazy to see you do it to yourself like that.” “I’ll think about it for later on.  Right now, it’s time for you to get to work.”
”You've shown her how big you can get, Rhiannon.  It’s my turn to show you what my cock can do."

 A soft thrumming sound was heard, the great mass of Vantha’s cock now vibrating, as she used her telekinetic powers on it.  The head pulsed in ever more energetic pumps, and ripples, then waves, ran along the titanic shaft.

 Barocca could tell she was quickly going to be showered in cum.  “Aren’t you two getting to the finish line a little soon?”

“Don’t worry about that, sweetie,” said Rhiannon.  “We can stay hard and cum almost as many times as we want in one night.  Just try and keep up with us.”Small gushes of cum spouted from the tip of Vantha’s cock, promising a flood to follow.  Vantha moaned at the increasing pleasure filling her.  Her testicles swelled, continuing to grow until the twin spheres were massively swollen.  Vantha’s hips started bucking in wild, hunching thrusts, and the mass before her swelled yet again, trembling, the head flaring into hugeness.  Then Vantha grunted, moaned, and locked into trembling rigidity, and the flood started.

 The stream of cum was almost like a fire hose, so great was the pressure.  It struck Barocca, and erupted into a spray as it met her flesh.  Suddenly out of nowhere, Barocca felt her own cock bloom into counter-pumping, without using her hands as she felt the heat of Vantha’s sticky land on her.  The enormous splurts of cum from Vantha would ease, then resume in intensity.  Seeing both of her partners like this pushed Rhiannon over the edge, and she began furiously stroking her cock.Rhiannon’s cum thundered onto Barocca and Vantha, the main jet of it striking between Barocca’s tits, forcing them apart with the intensity and pressure of the flow.  Barocca began rubbing the jism over her body and her shaft as it landed on her.  She squealed as she felt the flow of it ripple over her body, the heavy jets of each ejaculation now distinct rather than one overwhelming flood.  She felt the weight of it strike her, like hot oil from a large tub, dashing against her.

Suddenly, Barocca felt the unmistakable feeling that told her she was about to shoot off.Her massive prick quivered, the turgid flesh now hard as diamonds, and then with a piercing, shrieking scream, Barocca came, sending a fountaining stream to strike the high ceiling with a dull splattering sound.  Barocca was having an orgasm of such intensity that all rational thought had been exploded out of her.  She heaved and bucked, as her cock continued to shoot off, the aftermath of this experience causing her to grunt and moan as the pleasure she had felt drove her to mindlessness.  Purely out of reflex, she had reached out and wrapped her arms around the shafts of Vantha and Rhiannon to support herself.  She panted and smiled at the looming forms standing over her, and then at the blotch of white jism plastered on the ceiling.

“Oops…I’ve never done that before…”

“Holy shit…” muttered Rhiannon, as she surveyed the cum everywhere.

“We may have to try and keep up with her tonight,” said Vantha.

“Maybe my ring is helping me in different ways, besides just protecting me,” wondered Barocca.

“We’ll talk more about your ‘new abilities’ and try to sort it out later,” said Rhiannon.  “You’d better hope that you didn’t use up all of its energy in one shot.  Let’s move over to the bed.”

“Aren’t you worried about the mess on the ceiling…?” asked Barocca.

“Save it for the clean-up crew.  It’s what they’re paid to do anyway.”

“They’ll go nuts trying to figure out what we did, for it to wind up there,” laughed Vantha.

A Night To Remember: Part 2

Rhiannon, Barocca and Vantha made their way as a group to the large bed in Rhiannon’s quarters.  “That was a nice way to start things off,” said Rhiannon, “but that’s just the first round.  Let’s clean ourselves up a bit.”

“But we aren’t in the bath or shower…” replied Barocca.

“Who said anything about that?” teased Vantha.  “Use that tongue of yours, girl.”

Barocca quickly obeyed, going the with the flow of things and not trying to figure out just why her dick was even bigger than before, and how it could cum without her using her hands.  Maybe it was the help of the ring, maybe it was the sexual energy from Vantha and Rhiannon.  All three girls put their tongues to work, licking up the jism that was still on their bodies.  Barocca had made gang-bang films as a mainstream porn starlet, and the amount of cum from those wasn’t even close to what the three of them had just produced.
Barocca felt Rhiannon's hand snake between her legs and fondle her balls in a loving caress.  Vantha's hands reached behind her and released the clasp binding her outfit.  Barocca turned to face Rhiannon, letting her lips spend time on Barocca’s nipples.  Then her lips found Barocca’s, and after a moment, the lingering kiss was broken, as Barocca saw Vantha undrap-ing the clasps from her own large, succulent breasts.  Barocca was astonished at their size and firmness as they proudly pointed out, the large nipple of one aimed at her.  It jiggled and danced just above her lips.  Barocca felt herself grow wet as her toungue delicately touching the harden-ed nipple.  It was incredibly large, the brown, crinkly nubbin as big as her large toe.  Her hands caressed Vantha, running down the curving form to the hips, then sliding underneath.

 Barocca gasped in shock as she felt the huge hardness of Rhiannon’s straining erection behind her, brushing against her butt.  She grasped the shaft, her hand unable to close around all of Rhiannon’s hot flesh.  Barocca smiled and gently stroked it, bringing a soft moan from Rhiannon, and she could feel it jerk and pulse in response.  Barocca spread her legs further apart, and gently guided the huge prick towards her now flowing pussy.  She felt the head of it, and then she gasped in astonishment as she was wrenched wide as Rhiannon slowly thrust it deep into her.

“That’s it, girl,” cooed Rhiannon.  “Open that box of yours all the way.  I’ve got a real ‘wide load’ for you.”  Rhiannon was consumed with lust.  Well over a foot of hard cockmeat vanished into Barocca's cunt in the first stroke from Rhiannon.  Having three-way sex with partners like Vantha and Barocca had spurred her to heights she had not felt for a long time.  The clasping walls of Barocca's pussy laving the shaft of her cock were producing wondrous feelings.  Barocca could feel the waves of pleasure shooting through her body from her center, her hips thrusting and then slowly withdrawing in slow rhythm.  In front of her, Barocca felt Vantha’s lips and busy toungue sending sharp pleasure through her breasts from the front, while her huge cock mashed and rubbed against Barocca’s still erect prick. Rhiannon’s arms wrapped tighter around Barocca’s waist as she drove her burning cock over two feet into the velvet pool of Barocca's body.  She felt the cum within her swaying balls roiling, and she redoubled her thrusting, Barocca responding with moans and gasps of pleasure.  She felt the load within her cock make its slow way through her, the pleasure rising to almost agonizing heights.  The trio continued humping each other for ten minutes, with the only sounds being passionate grunts, as each woman was obsessed with giving and receiving pleasure.

 Rhiannon felt the soaring pleasure run up and down her spasming shaft, and began to thrust even harder in and out of Barocca.  Each girl was rocked by what seemed like unending ecstacy, each pulsing plunge from Rhiannon rising in intensity.  Barocca could feel that it wouldn’t be long before Rhiannon began to shoot off inside her, and her own cock began to pump itself and bring on another orgasm.

 Vantha was wild with need now, and as she saw Barocca beginning to cum again, her own cock could not take any more, unleashing a flooding rush of cum to land on the nearly delirious girl, wave after wave landing onto Barocca's writhing body.  
The flood began as cum now streamed out of Rhiannon’s huge prick, flooding the very interstices of Barocca's body.  Rhiannon let herself go, her mighty cock increasing in length and girth until it assumed titanic proportions.  Barocca was filled to overflowing, her belly was stretched with the massive shaft inside her, and cum was streaming from her pussy.  The flood increased to impossible amounts, as Vantha moved her cockhead to Barocca’s mouth and forced her tp swallow as much jism as she could.  Barocca felt like condom being filled with a garden hose, and still the flood from Vantha and Rhiannon came.  Just as she had done earlier, Barocca’s cock began to cum on its own, without her using her hands.  Vantha greedily caught what cum from Barocca she could in her mouth, and instinctively used her hands to make Barocca’s cock cum even harder and faster.Rhiannon’s cock was now monstrous, her gigantic tits wobbling and swinging wildly as she pump-fucked into Barocca, burying the gargantuan shaft of her gushing prick ever deeper into the ezquisite form of Barocca in front of her.

 The feeling of being filled to beyond anything she’d ever experienced by Rhiannon’s cock almost overwhelmed Barocca.  While she felt the flow of the searing cum inside of her, pouring forth from the huge hardness of Rhiannon's mighty prick, somehow the ring was allowing her to keep up with the Vectran women and their sexual intensity.  Rhiannon’s shaft was indeed huge now, and spearing into Barocca’s depths to what felt like her throat.  Barocca thought to herself  “Not even Ebony was hung like this, and could use her cock like this!”  In front of her, Vantha’s prick was mashed against her own cock.  With her larger hands, she gripped and started pumping both veiny shafts at once.Barocca felt only pleasure as the massive spurts of cum from Rhiannon shot into her body, filling her with a scorching pleasure she’d never known before.  Rhiannon’s cum now flooding her body was being absorbed into her at almost the same rate as it poured into her. The almost continuous orgasm emanating from her center was driving Barocca nearly mad with its intensity.  Suddenly, Barocca’s breasts filled with a pleasure that almost matched the orgasm she felt in her pussy.  Her nipples had grown to hugeness, each nugget of dark and ruddy flesh hardening into a size that would match her big toe, the areolae growing darker and bulging forth, growing ever larger.  The breasts themselves, now rapidly swelled in size, growing to globular melons standing forth in incredible firmness that almost matched Vantha’s boobs.“You’re just full of surprises, aren’t you?” teased Vantha.  Barocca could only manage a smile as Rhiannon’s cock continued to piledrive inside of her.

 Barocca mindlessly fondled her now larger mounds, her mind swimming by the endless pleasure of Rhiannon's pounding inside of her.  Rhiannon’s deep relentless thrusting slowed, becoming slow and gentle.

  "It’s time for a change of position, sweetie,” whispered Rhiannon.  “Time for you to become more active in our little three-way.”  Rhiannon slowly moved herself to a sitting position, careful to prevent her massive shaft from being pulled out from Barocca.   Shortly, Barocca now sat astride the beautiful Vectran woman’s hips, the still buried shaft pulsing deep within her.

 "And now for some more size," panted Rhiannon.  Barocca watched, her mind still cloudy from the relentless pounding she had experienced, her hands unconsciously massaging her now melon sized breasts, as Rhiannon’s cock grew.

 Rhiannon’s cock grew to enourmity, and Barocca felt the buried cock within her swell to  an incredible length inside of her.  The massive pole was actually lifting her off of Rhiannon’s hips and supporting her in mid-air as it increased in length.  “Remember when we did this back on Earth?” Rhiannon asked with a wicked smile.

“Don’t tell us you’re gonna get airsick on us?” taunted Vantha.

“How could I ever forget that?” gasped Barocca.  Barocca’s legs were splayed wide, and she felt herself being lifted by the rapidly lengthening shaft until she was almost standing on Rhiannon’s belly.  She looked down at the monstrously huge shaft, its base girth now even than thicker than ever before this incredible episode.  “In fact, you might even be bigger now then that one time on the Island…”  Barocca eyed the reddened length of it dissappearing up into her, seeing the way the purplish veins running through it stand out from its now steel-like hardness.  “Only this time, I’m ready for you girls.”Barocca felt no pain from Rhiannon’s cock, only a surprising increase in pleasure.  The huge swollen head of Rhiannon’s cock was discernible by the way she bulged with the load within her.  She watched the bulbous monster in her belly throb, each beat plainly visible just below her breasts.

  Barocca's next action at first seemed maddening, but seemed to her to be not only natural, but necessary.  She allowed herself to sink lower onto the impossible prick fucking her.  Vantha’s eyes widened in disbelief as she watched Barocca impale herself.  Barocca could feel Rhiannon’s shaft slide within her as it went deeper.  Her chest actualy bulged, the skeleton stretching and bending to accomadate the monster plunging into her body, her large breasts now aiming their ruby tips skyward.  Barocca began to slowly raise and lower herself on the shaft, feeling her pussy split to gaping size as she encompassed more and more of the shaft.  Barocca’s body was wracked with orgasms of incredible intensity, each fading into the other so as to be almost a continuous, mind shattering blast of pleasure.

 Barocca turned and stared at the body of Vantha through half-slitted eyes.  Her huge, firm breasts now were truly titanic, like rounded mountains jutting from Vantha's chest, heaving and shuddering like improbable boulders made of jello.  Below her, Rhiannon’s hips increased the tempo of their rise and descent.  She peered down once again to the monstrous shaft of Rhiannon's prick, and saw the testicles now grown even larger than softballs.  Each of her wild descents grew more intense, allowing more and more of the shaft into Barocca’s depths.

"You’ve taken more of Rhiannon inside you than I ever thought possible,” said Vantha, her voice soft and throaty in her lust.  "You’ve done what few others have ever done, and you’ll feel the greatest pleasures our kind are capable of," moaned Rhiannon, as her hips began a slow bucking, her rhythym soon matching Barocca's frenzied plungings.

Rhiannon's heaving flanks increased their thrusting, and the huge hands now grasped Barocca's hips, holding her motionless as her mighty cock plunged deep into her.  After several minutes of being impaled by Rhiannon, Barocca felt the approaching flood, the mighty column spearing her as the spearing head made its way up and down through her insides.  Barocca felt Rhiannon’s cock grow, the lengthening mass of it forcing its way deeper into her, each humping wrench from Rhiannon's hips driving it further.  Barocca could feel the rapidly swelling girth of the cock splitting her cunt lips wider, the flooding of cum driving along the length of Rhiannon’s shaft like water through a firehose.
Through glazed eyes, Barocca saw the pulsating head of Vantha’s cock flaring in power-ful rhythm as she lost control.  In pure reflex, she opened her mouth and swallowed, gulping mightily as the incredible, heated cum from Vantha filled her throat.  Barocca moaned in the wondrous ectasy of having so much of Rhiannon’s shaft buried within her now wildly heaving body.

 Barocca managed to get her lips around the flaring head of Vantha’s cock, her jaws splitting with the size of it.  Gushing spurts of cum now jetted from the hole, some arcing in powerful streams into the air to land with wet, splashing plops on the floor.  She strained, seeking to swallow it between her pouting lips.  Barocca swallowed a final time, the flooding cum spurting from it filling her mouth and bulging her cheeks with the incredible flood of it.  Swallowing as fast as she could, she could not keep up with the flow from Vantha’s cock, and gouts spouted from her pouting lips to dribble down her chin, and land upon her wildly wobbling breasts.  As Vantha felt Barocca swallow her load, she felt her balls swell, her cock hardened by the driving desire and lust as she and Rhiannon turned Barocca into their personal sex tool.

Barocca was now in an upright position, supported by Rhiannon’s immense prick inside of her.  Vantha and Barocca were coated in cum from both girls’ cocks shooting off.  Rhiannon had managed to stay relatively clean while lying on her back on the bed.  For the moment, all Barocca could do was gasp as she caught her breath, and reveled in the aftershock of the multiple orgasms she just experienced.

“Looks like we wore our little friend out,” said Vantha.  All Barocca could do was moan and smile in delirium.  “Since she’s our friend now, the least I can do is to help clean her off,” and began to use her tongue to lick up the cum from Barocca’s body.

“I warned her that going head to head with us might be too much for her,” said Rhiannon.  With help from Vantha, they pulled Barocca off Rhiannon’s cock, and sat her on the edge of the bed.  “I’ll give you credit for trying, Barocca.  You took a lot more of me inside you than many other girls have ever done.”For a moment, Barocca sat there panting like a runner who had just finished a race.

“Who said I was ready to stop?” asked Barocca, as she suddenly found new energy that she’d never had before in her body.  “Take a look at this…” as she pointed to her cock.  Just like Jordan in the ‘Eternal hard-on’ scenario, Barocca’s cock grew at least five inches in length, and became even thicker and more powerful.  Rhiannon and Vantha could only stare at her in sur-prise.  “Which one of you is ready to get fucked?”

A Night To Remember: Part 3

“Holy shit…maybe that ring of yours has made you part Vectran tonight, Barocca…” said Rhiannon.

 Barocca had been through several of the most powerful and soul-shattering orgasms she had ever experienced, and now she felt she was more than a match for more sex with Rhiannon and Vantha.  Her entire being was experiencing something that matched the most potent orgasm she had ever felt, but as she gazed at her own still erect cock, it was demanding more attention and action, as if nothing had happened.  While not quite as massively huge as the Vectran girls’ cocks, it was rock hard, and pointing upwards, demanding more fun and attention.

“Well, maybe we were wrong about you being finished for the night,” said Vantha, as she admired the throbbing love missile of Barocca.  “We can’t let a raging hard-on like that go to waste…” said Rhiannon.

“She’s ready to go, that’s for damn sure,” said Vantha.  “And since we’re in the ‘Captain’s room’, I wouldn’t dream of trying to go ahead of you.”

“I wouldn’t have it any other way,” said Barocca, as she looked at Rhiannon.  She moved closer to her, letting her huge cock rub against her body.  Rhiannon’s hand instinctively moved down to grip the shaft and fondle it.  “I took your best shot.  Now it’s my turn to do it to you.”

 Rhiannon knew it was now time.  Barocca had swallowed her cock, and her entire being was bursting with the incredible sexual energy.  Rhiannon sprawled out on the bed, her own giant prick thrusting into the air like a telephone pole and spread her legs apart.  “Okay, girl.  Take your time and show me what you’ve got.”

Barocca’s body went into quivering rigidity, her huge balls shaking with lust as she finally had the chance to drive the spearing shaft of her cock into the uttermost reaches of Rhiannon,  to spew forth the almost uncontrollable flow of lust seething within her body.  Inside her head, Barocca knew she could fuck Rhiannon deep and hard without injuring her, but had to also remember to restrain herself and not turn this into an act of revenge.  Barocca couldn’t stop now, even if she desired to.  To fuck Rhiannon, to spew her cum into her was not a mere desire, it was a need.

Barocca stood between Rhiannon’s legs, and let the head of her cock find the opening of her pussy lips.  “You have no idea how long I’ve wanted to do this, once I saw you and Tiffany together at the banquet that night…” said Barocca.

“Save it for your memoirs girl…” said Rhiannon.  “Show me what you can do and don’t take it easy on me.”  Vantha’s face showed amazement at Rhiannon’s deamds.  “And don’t think that you get to sit this one out, Vantha.  Use that telekinesis of yours, and work my cock while Barocca shows me what she can do.”

“If you insist,” replied Vantha, “but first, let’s get you ready so you have a bird’s eye view of things.”  She piled several pillows under Rhiannon’s neck and shoulders so that she was propped up and could clearly see Barocca as she prepared to enter her cock into her pussy.  “And don’t forget about these…”  Vantha shoved her breasts into Rhiannon’s face, one huge nipple vanishing into her greedy mouth.  Next, Rhiannon felt like multiple hands were gripping her cock and stroking it, as Vantha’s mental powers did their work.

Now Barocca leaned forward and her huge cockhead easily flowed into Rhiannon’s pussy.  Because of her larger size, and the amount of sex they had already been through, Barocca was able to easily able to slowly move forward and bury all of her cock inside of Rhiannon in one continuous stroke.  She suddenly found herself with her crotch mashed into Rhiannon’s, with her hands resting on the Vectran woman’s enormous balls.  Using both hands, Barocca could barely grip one massive orb, and marveled at the huge loads of cum they could produce.

Feeling Barocca buried to the hilt inide of her, Rhiannon paused her sucking on Vantha’s tits.  “You can play with my nuts some other time, honey,” she panted.  “I want to see what you can do with that beast between your legs.  You weren’t gonna stop with just one push inside of me, were you?”

“No way.  I’m just getting started here.”  Barocca looked into Rhiannon’s eyes. Her mem-ber grew even larger, and she slowly stepped backwards several feet, pulling all the way out.  Rhiannon raised her head, and was staring at her longingly.  She saw that Barocca’s massive prick had grown very large, and quivered slightly with each heartbeat.  It was hard as an ashen staff, and she knew then she had to have it.  Rhiannon was consumed with an overwhelming desire to have that huge rod inside her.  “Do it to me, Barocca,” she demanded, and she laid back on the pillows.
Rhiannon felt a shock when the hot, wet head of Barocca’s shaft rubbed against her clit, and Barocca rubbed the tip of her cock up and down her slit, working the combination of precum and woman-juice around the lips of her passion.  She was being spread wider and wider, by Barocca, as the stimulating rod made her flesh tingle.

 Rhiannon moaned and started to grind as Barocca started thrusting her cock again, as a full twelve inches was inside her love hole in one stroke, and she felt full and wet.  Barocca started pumping, seeking to slide her thick prick in and out of Rhiannon, stimulating them both even more, and even more of her cock went deeper inside.  Squealing with delight and pleasure at what was happening, Rhiannon writhed on her thick shaft.“Come on, girl,” demanded Rhiannon.  “You call this fucking?  I can still see part of your cock that’s not inside me!” Barocca briefly wondered just how much cock Rhiannon could hold, and thrust again, plunging her huge tool even deeper.  Rhiannon was now holding a full eighteen inches of huge shemale meat in her cunt, and she felt it ramming up against the sides of her tunnel.  “Is this all you’ve got?” teased Rhiannon.  “This is your big chance to get even, after what happened to you on the Island, girl.”Barocca briefly paused in her humping and thrusting, recognizing a challenge when she heard one.  Spurred on by Rhiannon’s taunting, Barocca found strength and passion that took her fucking of the Vectran girl to another level.  Her next thrust shoved well over two feet of cockmeat into Rhiannon.Rhiannon groaned and her cunt muscles started twitching by themselves, and feeling this, Barocca frantically pumped her dick in and out, each time going deeper and deeper still until, Rhiannon again held the entire length of her huge shaft in her wet, ever-stretching pussy.  “That’s my girl,” panted Rhiannon.  “I knew you could do it.”  There was a silent moment as Barocca realized that Rhiannon had been deliberately encouraging her.  “Now what are you waiting for?  Finish the job!”Barocca was amazed that anyone could take the full size of her cock, not bat an eye, and ask for more.  She flashed a nasty smile at Rhiannon.  “Of course you realize, this means war.”
Barocca responded with another bout of humping thrusts.  These progressed to her swinging out like a pendulum, so that after only a few thrusts she was sliding her cock halfway out of Rhiannon, only to crash into her even deeper than before with each push.  Barocca screamed again with pleasure, while Rhiannon grunted as was fucked with more intensely than she had thought possible.  Rhiannon could feel her knuckles whitening on the mattress as they fucked.  It felt so good deep within her, the most intense, astonishing pleasure of her life.  Each woman blocked out everything else except the need to satisfy the other, as Barocca continued to slam in and out of Rhiannon wilh piledriver force for over ten miuntes.
As Vantha looked down at Rhiannon, trembling on the edge of total release, her tits visibly swelled, growing from merely huge to the size of watermelons, each firm and upthrust boob quivering with its load.  They continued to grow, the nipples aching with the hardness in them until they were huge, freakishly huge.  Barocca kept pounding Rhiannon with her cock, the energy from the ring enabling her to blast into her body like a battering ram. Seeing Rhiannon’s boobs swell even larger before her eyes as she fucked her pushed Barocca over the edge.  She could feel she had passed the point of no return, and cum blasted into Rhiannon’s body.  Rhiannon felt it inside of her, her now monstrous tits bouncing and quiv-ering before her as she shrieked at the explosive pleasure tearing through her body as Barocca continued to fuck her.

Rhiannon felt the heat flood into her, the pounding of Barocca’s shaft distinct as each torrential gout of cum gushed into her.  Heat filled her, as did the flowing flood of cum.  She felt her tits swell until they ached with their hardness and searing load.

 Barocca could hold back no longer, and let everything go, releasing energies that she had never felt before into Rhiannon’s belly.

The sight of seeing Rhiannon being pummeled so hard by Barocca’s cock, caused Vantha to briefly lose her control of her mental stroking of Rhiannon’s shaft.  The fleshy length of her cock slapped onto her stomach, the head landing onto her now gigantically grown tits, sending them into a shuddering, wobbling dance.  Vantha concentrated and Rhiannon’s cock pointed upwards again, now hardened into a rod of throbbing flesh.  Barocca’s cock blasting into her body increased, until it was a thundering torrent of searing heat.  Rhiannon gasped, moaned in a whining, high-pitched animal squeal at the feelings coursing through her body.  Her body stiffened into rigidity, trembling and Rhiannon’s belly began to spasm, contracting in powerful, rhythmic beats, and she felt the fleshy walls of her splitting cunt clench and grasp at the huge hardness of Barocca within her.  The muscles on Rhiannon’s arm stood out in bold relief as she gripped the mattress hard enough to gouge chunks out of it.

  Barocca felt the pleasure from her cock grow, expanding in intensity in geometric bounds as she fucked Rhiannon.  The pleasures she had felt before almost paled in comparison as she went rhough one of the most incredible orgasms of her entire existence.  It blossomed within her, until Barocca’s entire body was poised on the edge of the most searing moment of ultimate ecstasy she had ever known.  For a moment it stayed, quivering just at the edge of release.  Mentally calling on whatever help the ring could provide, Barocca pulled backwards, out of Rhiannon, and using both hands, managed to stop the torrent of cum shooting out of her cock.

Once she was out, Barocca took a step closer to Rhiannon, and then let loose the flood within her quivering balls.  The flood was so intense that she could feel the cum coursing through her mighty prick, as she struggled to hold her rock-hard prick over Rhiannon’s body.  Barocca felt her straining balls spasm crazily as the load within them increased to the bursting point.  Each flooding gush was visible along the length of her shaft.  Barocca felt the first gout swell the bulbous, flaring head and the agonizing pleasure spearing through her, and then she was spouting cum in torrents onto Rhiannon.

Rhiannon neared the release she sought, as a new feeling coursed through her pleasure-tortured body.  Her own mammoth cock tensed and shivered from Vantha’s telekinesis, becom-ing almost agonizing and unbearable in its intensity.  Rhiannon wailed in ecstasy, the screaming intensity of her own building orgasm almost driving her past the edge into madness.Rhiannon’s cock was over a yard long and she could feel it swelling even harder as the straining of the oncoming orgasm approached.  Barocca could see it become more and more rigid, the veins along the shaft bulging like ivy encirling a tree trunk along its length.  Sensing what was about to happen, and unable to resisit the temptation, Barocca took one hand and pressed against the shaft of Rhiannon’s cock so that it was pointing directly at the two Vectran women at almost the same angle as Barocca’s cock.
Rhiannon and Vantha’s eyes popped open in surprise as they saw what was about to be unleashed on them, but there was nothing that they could do.  Rhiannon’s quivering rod sudden-ly blasted out a scalding stream of cum in a steady flow, in tandem with Barocca’s cock.  Both girls began to shout in protest at Barocca, but quickly realized this was a mistake.  Huge splurts of cum caught both girls squarely in the face, rendering any insults or protests useless.Rhiannon’s nipples hardened further, swelling, elongating, growing, until they, too, were miniature versions of her cock.  The promised ultimate release began, her entire being involved in an orgasm of such duration and depth that Rhiannon slipped almost into delierium.  Her entire body became a single organ of pleasure, from her spasming cleft, her gushing rod, her spouting tits, and her clenching asshole.  It spread to her entirety, and she flailed her body about wildly, out of control.

Rhiannon groaned mightily, after minutes of tearing orgasm, spent to satiation.  Barocca stood between her legs, stroking her cock, quivering and moaning as occasional spasms contin-ued to course through her.  Pools of cum gathered on the bed sheets, flowing off of Rhiannon’s cum-soaked body.  Rhiannon moaned softly, her sweat soaked head flailing as her titanic member slowly returned to normal size, along with her breasts and nipples.  Rhiannon seemed to collapse then, panting, her hips still humping rhythmically, as she lay on the bed.  For a moment there was silence as the three women baske din the pleasure of their orgasms.

 Both Vantha and Rhiannon had to wipe the cum off of their faces to be able to see, and Rhiannon had to swallow and cough several times before she could speak clearly.

“Damn, girl!  If you’re not careful, you could actually hurt somebody with that new toy of yours.”“Holy shit, she’s not kidding!” muttered Vantha as she glared at Barocca, blinking and rubbing at one eye, and headed towards the bathroom.  “I think I may have lost a contact lens, thanks to you…”

“Sorry…I guess I just don’t know my own strength…” said Barocca.“Vision problems aside, my partner’s got the right idea,” said Rhiannon.  “Let’s take turns cleaning up.”

Later on, all of the women had cleaned themselves and were sitting in chairs in another room in Rhiannon’s quarters.

“Well, I guess I deserved what I got, egging you on like I did,” admitted Rhiannon.  “Now come, here.”  She embraced Barocca, all traces of malice or revenge gone from her.  “You are one wicked little sex machine, thanks to that ring of yours.”  Barocca could only smile, not know-ing what to truly say at this show of affection from Rhiannon.

 “You just needed someone to help bring the best, or should I say ‘beast’ in you,” as she fondled Barocca’s breasts.  She pulled her closer and looked her directly in the eyes.  “I’m serious about this, Barocca.  Not everyone you meet is going to be as strong as I am.  You’ve got to be careful with whoever you use that thing on, or you could be sorry.”

“Maybe you and your crew can help ‘show me the ropes’, before you have to head back for duty again…”

“We’d love to do that, sweetie.  But we’ve only got so much time off.  And I thought you wanted to rejoin your friends on the Island?”

“That’s true.  But when you’ve got a chance to learn from the very best…”

“Flattery’ll get you everywhere around here…” replied Rhiannon with a sexy smile.  “Like I was saying earlier, there have been some changes to you, now that you’ve got that ring.  We didn’t get a chance to really explain it to you while we were on the Island, but we Vectrans can produce and transfer sexual energy to one another.”

“That’s why I wore Ebony out during the night, and how Calista did the same thing to Dee Dee when we were on the Island,” explained Vantha.  “We can keep doing it for much longer than you girls can.  Everything happened so quickly on the Island, that we didn’t have a chance to explain it to everyone.”

“With that ring of yours, it’s almost as though it was trying to help you match me in terms of sexual prowess and intensity,” said Rhiannon.  “I think that’s why your cock got so much bigger and stronger when we did it.  I don’t know if you’ll revert back to your ‘normal size’ if you do it with an ‘average’ girl, or if you’ll stay as big as you are.

“The important thing to remember is this: if you lose control of that monster between your legs, you could wind up with a repeat performance of what Ebony did to Jeanne.  Neither one of us is trying to make you convert or swear off having sex, but you’ve really got to watch yourself, whenever you’re being intimate with someone.”

Barocca nodded her head as she realized what the consequences could be if she lost control with someone.  “I don’t want to ever have something like that happen again, no matter who I’m with, or how mad I might be at someone.  I’ll have to learn to be careful.”

“That’s good to hear.  To be honest, I’ve been having the psychic girls keep tabs on you mentally, and they haven’t reported anything for me to worry about concerning you or your thoughts.  Keep behaving like you’ve been doing, and we’ll all get along fine here.  It’ll take time, but you may even be able to patch things up with the girls on the Island, but that’s between you and them.”  Rhiannon rose from her chair and stretched her arms.  “And now it’s time to call it a night,” as she headed for the bedroom.

“Are you sure you don’t want want some company?” asked Barocca.

“There’s a time for fun, and a time for sleep, girl.  We’ve had our fun for the night.  This may be hard for you to grasp, but this is still a military vessel, and we all have a schedule to adhere to, even if we are on leave for the time being.”

“Call it a night, you ‘energizer bunny’,” teased Vantha.  “We’ve got twenty-four hours before we’re ready for the dimensional warp to your dimension, and then on to Earth.  Tomorrow, we’ll have a chance to say good-bye to Akima Mars and her two companions on Cinnebar.  I’m sure that they’re still bubbling over with gratitutde…”

“I’m sure that Xelex and Quas are in seventh heaven, after getting to spend an afternoon with those three,” said Barocca.

“And I’m pretty sure that while they were nice to them, and showed them a great time, those two guys simply couldn’t do it to those ladies the way we could,” said Rhiannon.  “Keep the stallion in the corral for the night, and save it for someone who’ll really appreciate it.”

A Fond Farewell: Part 1

The next day, Rhiannon, her two officers Vantha and Rayleena, and Barocca transported back to Cinnebar.  As they walked into the lounge, they saw Xelex and Quas sprawled in two of the chairs.  They were smartly dressed, and each had baggage packed and ready to go.  Both men still had a look of delirious satisfaction on their faces.

“I’d ask if you guys had a good time yesterday, but the look on your faces says it all for you,” said Rhiannon.

“It was an afternoon and evening we’ll never forget, that’s for sure,” said Xelex.

“And thanks to the cameras Zelda installed everywhere, we won’t have to,” said Quas, as he patted a small packet with a videodisc in it.  “The girls were nice enough to even do some extra scenes as a bonus just for us.”

“I’m sure it’ll be a treasured family heirloom for certain,” said Barocca.  “You two look as though you’re ready to hit the road.  Did you finish dividing up Zelda’s account and give every-one their share of it?”

“Already taken care of, Barocca,” said Xelex.  He handed her what looked like a flash drive, about the size of her thumb.  “All of the other girls have already been given one of these. Just show this to any bank in a major star system.  It’s coded to your DNA, so it can’t be faked by anyone else.”

“After her little chat with Xelex the other day, Rhiannon managed to find a transport service that would pick us up, even way out here,” said Quas.  “And they’ll be by sometime today.  We can’t afford to miss making that connection.”

“Only a handful of the girls showed any inclination about wanting to stick around here any longer,” added Xelex.  “It’s just a matter of how quickly they can arrange transport, or get some-one to come out and pick them up.  In a week, this place will probably be a ghost town.”

“That’s fine by me,” replied Barocca.  “As long as everything’s been taken care of, and you had a good time yesterday.”  She looked around the lounge.  “Where are our three overly endowed friends?”

“They’re in room 69, and the adjacent suites,” said Quas.  “They’re just starting to sort through all of the video files they purchased.  It’ll be a few days until they either get their ship repaired or have a new one delivered here.”

“It’s been nice knowing you guys,” said Barocca.  “Best of luck to you, wherever you wind up after this place.”  She and the three Vectran women headed for the suite of rooms that Akima Mars and her two friends were staying in.

“Hello, darlings, it’s wonderful to see you all again,” Akima greeted them as they entered the room.  “You know, Barocca, you and Xelex are just full of surprises around here.”

“What do you mean, Akima?” asked Barocca.  Rhiannon gave a suspicious look at her from the corner of her eye, but didn’t say anything.

“That scene in the lounge was the first time I got to see you, as well as your friends Vantha and Rayleena, ‘in action’.  Seeing the real thing perform like that blows away any scene using my ‘micro-flesh bond’ dildos.  And your size…I mean Giganta may have been the biggest, but she had to grow herself to twelve feet tall to achieve that.  Are you sure there’s no ‘leviathan’ in your DNA or in your family tree?”

“I wish we could brag and say that sort of thing runs in the family,” said Rhiannon.  “Just like you and your girls customized your bodies, we have the technology in the Vectran system to turn out just about any type of body part you want, as long as you can afford it.”

“And back on Earth, a girl named Dee Dee is a medical wizard,” said Barocca.  “She added or grafted what I’ve got between my legs, and the special ring I’ve got amplifies things even more.”

“That’s what Xelex was saying, after he and Quas finally ran out of gas,” replied Akima.  “He’s just a fountain of information, once he’s spent his juices.  He told me how he manufac-tured those wonderful pills that keep you as big and hard as you were yesterday, as well as letting you take just about any size member inside any opening you have during sex…”

Barocca was shocked that Xelex would talk so freely about things like this, but then had to admit that after having sex with Akima Mars and her friends, she too would probably talk openly about nearly anything, if she was asked nicely enough.

“Oh, don’t worry, darling, I’m not the tattle-tale sort,” said Akima.  “Xelex still had a few of those pills left, so we took some of them yesterday, to see how they’d work on us.”  More stares of amazement came from Barocca and the Vectran women.  “Yes, it’s obvious that my girls and I have a near monopoly on big boobs, when it comes to producing porn.  But between our legs, we’re all strictly average.  Now imagine what we could do, if we could take all of someone who’s as big as one of you are in our holes, or down our throats.”

Looks of befuddlement turned into obvious stares of delight on Barocca and her friends’ faces as they imagined the possibilities for Akima Mars, Kitten and Pandora.  With such an obvious invitation from Akima, the three Vectran women concentrated and let their cocks and balls appear between their legs.  Within moments, Barocca as well as Rhiannon, Vantha and Rayleena all began to show sizeable bulges between their legs as the fabric stretched, and their cocks and balls began to become aroused.

“I’ll take those rather obvious enlargements of yours as a positive response,” giggled Akima.

“What can I say, Akima?  We all know what we like,” said Rhiannon.  “I told you that we wouldn’t be leaving without letting you and your girls show us your appreciation for saving your bacon.”

“And if you think you’re ready to take things to the next level with us, we’re happy to obilge,” said Barocca.

“Of course, darling,” said Akima.  “But first, let me know what you think of the ‘test foot-age’ we shot earlier.  Bear in mind, it’s nothing we’ll release to a paying customer, but we took advantage of all those cameras that Zelda has everywhere…”  She pressed ’play’ on a remote control.

Akima Mars was shown naked on the bed in the same room, sprawled on her back.  Kitten and Pandora came up to her, each with their arms coated in lubricant.  Both of them fist- fucked Akima with almost their entire limb, going in almost to the shoulder, in both holes at the same time.  Then Pandora shoved her entire fist down Akima’s throat, going in all the way to the elbow.  Positions were changed, and each girl went through similar exercises.

“We simply couldn’t believe that we’d ever be able to take that much of anything inside of us, without any ill effects,” said Akima Mars.  “But the proof is there in front of you.  That Xelex is such a clever felllow.”

“Yeah, he’s a regular ‘Mr. Wizard’, that’s for sure,” said Barocca.

“I told him that he could name his own price, if he’d come with us, and keep doing what he’s been doing here for us.  But I’ll have to be content with him sharing the formula with me, so that I can have them duplicated in the future.”

“It’s not that Xelex and Quas don’t like you.  They just want to get back to their home and their families again.”

By now, Rhiannon was becoming more aroused, and struggling to control her rapidly hardening cock.  “Okay, ladies.  Enough of this touchy-feely stuff.  We can all sign farewell cards and exchange e-mail addresses when we’re ready to leave.”  She turned to her two partners.  “Vantha, you and Rayleena can go have fun with Pandora and Kitten.  You can give me the details later, or I’ll find a way to watch a recording of it.”  “If those two can survive an afternoon with Vantha and Rayleena, we’ll know that Xelex’s pills have done their job,” said Barocca.“They put them through a tougher ‘stress test’ than anything else you can come up with,” added Rhiannon.  She came to Akima and fondled her mammoth breasts in her hands.  “Akima, Barocca and I are going to show you what it’s like to really have sex with us ‘size queens’.”  “That sounds fantastic, Rhiannon.  But on one condition.  Yes, you get to fuck me.  But I get to do it to you also.  Kara and Giganta didn’t quite break my ‘micro-flesh dildo’, and it’s had time to recharge its batteries by now.”  She paused to gather it from a drawer, and strapped it around her hips, and pressed the activation button.“This may set some records, even for me and my girls…” said Rhiannon eagerly, as she watched Akima’s cock quickly harden and come to life, reaching a length of just under two feet.Barocca had been looking forward to some type of sex with the three video starlets, but she hadn’t expected this level of trust from Rhiannon.  She would definitely have fun today, and she would also have to make certain she didn’t lose control with either of these women.“Now I want you both to understand that I’m not playing favorites here,” said Akima.  “But even for someone who’s made as many erotic films as I have, I’ve never seen anyone quite so delectable as Barocca, with her dark skin and huge dong.  You look good enough to eat, dear.”

  Barocca gave a passionate sigh, as she removed her clothing, and relaxed the control over her cock, letting it become erect.  Barocca's straining fleshrod emerged in a slow, but steady, flow of taut, engorged flesh.  Her testicles were the size of tennis balls and quickly swelling ever bigger.

Akima Mars had rarely seen anyone grow so large, so quickly before.  Barocca’s firm boobs had also swollen in size, along with her cock, now reaching its full size of just over two feet.Rhiannon’s straining cock was also becoming bigger than Akima had thought possible, even taking her larger physical size into account.  Rhiannon became large and erect, her mass-ive pole easily passing three feet.  Already she and Barocca’s cocks were like two fleshy logs, their turgid cockheads poking well out past the bottom of their massive mammaries, visibly throbbing as a network of veins appeared on the shafts filling with blood.“I think I’ll start in on you, my dear,” as Akima moved to Barocca and embraced her.

 Barocca’s sleek body was panting with anticipation, and Akima Mars could see the play of Rhiannon’s abdominal muscles as she sought to control herself.  “You know, I could pull rank, and insist on going first…” said Rhiannon.“Sorry, girl.  I’m not one of your crew…” panted Barocca.Akima saw Rhiannon’s swollen testicles resting on the edge of the bed, stretched tight with their load.  She reached out and playfully squeezed Rhiannon’s balls.  “Don’t worry, big girl.  I won’t forget about you today.”

As she admired her partners, Akima was slightly disconcerted.  In all her years Akima Mars had never seen or heard of anyone with so much more cockmeat than she herself now sported.  Rhiannon and Barocca’s erections were so powerful looking as to beggar belief.  At just under two feet in length, Akima’s own erection seemed to be almost inadequate in the face of so much sexual energy.

  Akima positioned herself behind Barocca and between her legs, and grasped her writhing hips.  She looked down as she tilted her own hips, carefully aiming her own shaft at the lips of Barocca's anus.  Akima eased her torso forward, being sure to keep the head of her shaft aimed at the puckering hole.  “I think I’ll start off with a little ‘back door’ action first today.”  She made contact and prepared to thrust it in.  With a feeling somewhat like a hand grabbing it and yanking, Barocca’s hole sucked over a foot of her shaft in, surprising Akima.

 “You’re not dealing with someone who’s never seen a cock as big as yours,” said Barocca with a smile.  The suction seemed to increase in rhythm with Barocca's grinding hips.  It felt like a sucking mouth grasping Akima’s cock, trying to suck the cum from it by force.

 “By the time we’re finished with you, we’ll know if Xelex got it right with those pills he gave you,” said Rhiannon, as she stroked and fondled her cock.
Akima Mars felt her cock swell into hugeness as the suction held her to the now twitching cheeks of Barocca's ass.  Akima gasped, as Barocca’s clasping hole seemed to be trying to suck the invading prick dry.  Akima could only cry out, held in the seemingly unbreakable grip of the slurping anus.  And then, she felt an increasing pressure build in it.

Barocca was emitting a rising moan as the pressure rose, locked into trembling rigidity.  Whether it was the ring doing it on its own, or it was telekinetic help from Rhiannon, Barocca’s cock began to masturbate itself, the thick foreskin briefly covering part of the head on each upward stroke.  Rhiannon was openly stroking herself, and licking the tip of her own cock, as she watched the passion build between Akima and Barocca.
Akima Mars felt the pressure in herself building, reaching incredible proportions, and then she found herself pistoning in and out of Barocca's backside, being driven uncontrollably by the pressure sucking of the hole itself.The pressure Akima Mars felt increased until she was soon being driven forcefully back and forth like a ragdoll, her erection being sucked in to the hilt then being blown out till only the bulbous head remained in Barocca's trembling ass.  The rate increased until Akima Mars thought she would be shaken to pieces by it.  She was slammed back and forth, her orgasms almost continuous, until Barocca emitted a cry of utter pleasure and she was slammed against the quivering cheeks.Barocca’s cock erupted, sending huge gouts of cum across the air to land on Rhiannon with a splattering sound.  The Vectran woman responded in kind, unleashing a torrent of jism that covered Barocca’s face and tits, with some of it carrying far enough to land on Akima Mars’ face.

After a moment of volcanic eruptions from the two women, Barocca's huge cock was now no longer pumping high-pressure spurts of cum, but was now a steady stream of milky splurts cannoning out in an almost flat trajectory to strike in a fountaining splash against the wall and splattering onto Rhiannon.  Letting Barocca have her fun, Rhiannon mashed her breasts around her cock, tittyfucking herself and swallowing as much of her own cum as she could.

  Akima could feel the sucking walls of Barocca's rectum squeeze her artificial shaft, and then the suction was incredible.  Akima Mars felt the cum within her being actually sucked out, the shaft swollen and stretching, and almost passed out from the incredible orgasm she exper-ienced.  Akima, panting and worn from the incredible sensations she had experienced, slowly withdrew her cock from Barocca's wondrous rectum.

  Barocca was no longer heaving and writhing, but had collapsed face down in panting relief.  Her tremendous cock was visible as it emerged from under her.  It was still over two feet in length, noted Akima, seeing it hanging over the edge of the bed, and was as thick as her forearm.  Still, it was nowhere near the incredible monster between Rhiannon’s legs that had pumped out the flood of cum that had drenched Barocca.

“Oh yeah,” panted Barocca, as she lay on her stomach and caught her breath.  “It’s been a while since anybody did my butt like that.”  She turned over on her back, her huge cock still hard and throbbing, ready for more fun and games.  Barocca rubbed the sweat and cum togeth-er, making a whitish looking paste as it mixed, serving to lubricate her cock for what was to happen next.

“And now Akima, it’s my turn to put this inside of you.”

“And don’t forget about the ‘big girl’ here,” added Rhiannon, patting the thick shaft of her cock.  “I can’t wait for my turn with you too.” 

A Fond Farewell: Part 2

  “Thanks to that ring, you’re as close to being a Vectran as any of us, Barocca,” panted Rhiannon.  “Remember to keep that beast between your legs under control while we’re with Akima.”

“I promise not to go into overdrive with her,” said Barocca.  “But turnabout is fair play.  Come here and lie down, Akima.”

Akima Mars Mars laid down on her back on the bed, with her butt close to edge, and Rhiannon piled some pillows to support her upper body.  Barocca had easy access to both of her holes, and guided her rock hard cock to her asshole, feeling the head press against the lubricated hole.  Barocca felt her hole open widely to let the cock in.  Rhiannon watched Barocca insert her huge erection into Akima’s rectum, pushing over ten inches of meat into her on the first thrust.  As the cockhead popped inside, Akima moaned loudly.  Instead of discomfort, she was enjoying this.  Akima felt Barocca’s cock inside sliding slowly deeper into her.

“That feels electrifying, Barocca,” exclaimed Akima.  “I can feel every bit of you inside of me, but it doesn’t hurt.  Please don’t stop!”

“Don’t worry about Barocca.  She’ll take good care of you down there,” said Rhiannon.  She relaxed the control over her cock, letting the massive shaft land on Akima Mars’s huge cleavage.  “And you’re gonna take good care of this up here.”When Akima’s fingers touched the leathery skin of Rhiannon’s cock, she felt something rush over her, excitement running through her.  She slowly closed her hand around Rhiannon’s cock, and Akima could feel the cock throbbing in her hand, growing bigger and harder as she stroked it.  Rhiannon’s massive cock was easily the length of her arm, so beautiful, so hard, so warm.   Akima’s eager hand stroked the giant cock, steadily up and down the shaft, occasionally squeezing it.  Then Akima let her tongue brush over the fist-sized cockhead, her tongue running over it, around it, teasing Rhiannon.Now Rhiannon gently shoved forward, and Akima Mars took the head of her cock into her mouth, sucking on it.  Suddenly Rhiannon began fucking Akima's mouth, and her eyes widened in surprise, but Rhiannon calmed her.  “Remember Xelex’s pill.  It’ll let your body do amazing things.  Just relax your throat muscles…”   Akima felt her own cock was beginning to stir, and growing hard again.  She looked down the shaft of Rhiannon’s prick and could see the huge balls hanging at the base of her crotch, small drops of sweat trickling down over them.  Akima's hand closed in on the balls, her fingers fondly caressing them.  When she touched them, Rhiannon nodded her head.  Her balls were heavy and firm.  “That’s a good girl,” purred Rhiannon.  “Play with my funbags.”Akima Mars continued to stroke the underside of her massive cock, her eager tongue licking it, and Rhiannon slowly started humping Akima's mouth, thrusting more of her cock down her throat.
Barocca continued filling Akima's ass with her enormous cock.  The rhythm of Barocca’s cock, going in and out of the warm hole, was increasing, and Akima was moaning to the thrust-ing rhythm, sweat dripping from her body.  Akima's sphincter opened wider to take more cock, taking Barocca up into her tight ass, inch by inch.  Barocca's humping steadily increased, as Akima Mars felt her ass being rammed by the enormous cock.  She moaned in pleasure.  She'd never felt anything this good.Barocca was learning to ease her thrusting to still be on pleasure's side, making Akima’s body shake with her power.  Rhiannon watched the rounded rump of Barocca quiver with each powerful thrust, jockeying her now huge and swollen cock deeper into Akima’s ass.  After sev-eral minutes of pistoning in and out, trickles of cum oozed from the rectum of Akima, as Barocca had buried almost twenty inches of her cock inside her.

A gentle grunting from Akima told Barocca that she had reached her limit for this position.  Rhiannon could sense this too, and slowly pulled her cock out of her mouth.

“That feels incredible, Barocca, but I do have my limits,” panted Akima Mars.  Barocca glanced over at Rhiannon, and saw her giving a cautious look at her.  If she was truly going to turn over a new leaf and win her trust, she couldn’t afford to abuse her partners.

“That’s okay sweetie,” said Barocca.  “I wouldn’t expect your back door to take as much as your box can.  Just wait’ll I put this in your pussy.”  Barocca slowly pulled out, and stepped back to let Akima get a full view of her rock hard cock, coated in her juices.  “You’ve helped get this all nice and ready to go inside of you.”  Akima could only stare at Barocca’s amazing cock with lust, gulped and nodded her head.

“And while she takes care of your box, finish the job and keep sucking me off,” said Rhiannon.  A look of delight came over Akima’s face.  “Just relax and enjoy yourself.”  Akima Mars opened her mouth as wide as she could.  Rhiannon rose up slightly and inserted her cockhead, and gently pushed downward.  Over a foot of her hard cock vanished down Akima’s throat.Akima's cunt dripped its juices, as she craved to have Barocca inside of her.  “All right, sweetie.  I’ve stretched your back door enough.  Now it’s time to work on that pussy of yours.”

Barocca rubbed her hugely swollen cockhead against Akima’s cunt lips several times.  Barocca moaned, moving her hips in swiveling fashion until the probing head finally slipped between the lips of its target.  Her cock quivered, thrusting powerfully at the protesting hole.  Barocca gyrated her hips, the engorged head slowly forcing its way past the resisting lips until, with a rising, whining moan from Akima, it slowly sunk in, more and more of the huge length disappearing into the depths of Akima Mars's cleft.

Barocca’s cock now began a slow pumping motion, the portion remaining exposed arcing like a fisherman's pole as it withdrew, then quivering as she thrust it once again into the depths of Akima's womb.

Barocca couldn’t resist and reached down, her hands reaching the swollen tits of Akima Mars.  Her nipples seemed to become more rigid, the pressure on the soft breasts seemed to indent the soft mass several inches.  A low moan of passion came from Akima.

“Don’t worry about her boobs for now, Barocca,” said Rhiannon.  “Let’s really give this girl the full treatment.”  She eyed Akima Mars’s rapidly growing cock, springing up from her crotch like a tree limb.  “I’ll take the upper half, you work on the lower part.”  Rhiannon reched out one hand and began squeezing and stroking the hefty shaft.  Down at her crotch, Baorcca began squeez-ing and fondling her balls, feeling them swell with passion as Akima became more aroused.

Barocca hunched and moaned in increasing frenzy as she pumped her member in and out of Akima’s hole.  Akima beneath her seemed to bulge and shudder from the invading shaft now plunging deeper and deeper inside of her.  With her thick, hard cock thrusting into Akima Mars, Barocca was clearly highly aroused.  She increased her thrusting, impaling Akima with over twenty inches of cock.  Barocca fucked Akima with pure lust, her cock thrusting deeply in and out of her cunt.  Akima's moaning increased with her thrusting.  All three women were dripping with sweat, and Barocca forced herself to limit her thrusting to more smooth, fluid strokes that penetrated deeply, pleasuring Akima, as she concentrated on giving Akima Mars a fucking she’d always remember.  Rhiannon turned her head slightly and winked at Barocca, noticing how well she was controlling herself.

As Barocca continued to thrust her cock in and out of Akima Mars’s box, she could feel her nuts beginning to swell and grow larger, as her cock prepared to unleash its load.

“Yeah baby, you’ve got a nice big load stored up in these for me, don’t you?” teased Barocca as she continued to fondle and stroke Akima’s balls.

Rhiannon could also feel the tell-tale throbbing in Akimas’s cock that told her it wouldn’t be long before she shot off.  “All right, Barocca.  Let’s take her over the edge.  I want to tast her her cum!"

Moments later, Akima gave a garbled moan of pleasure as her cock starting spewing out its load of jism.  Barocca could see the urethra shaft pulse and bulge as the load of jism traveled upwards through it.  Rhiannon kept up her steady squeezing and stroking on Akima’s shaft and managed to catch almost all of the cum as it flew out of the head into her mouth.  “That’s it, Akima,” said Barocca.  “Show us how much you can shoot off!”Now Akima felt Barocca’s enormous cock throb and thrust deeper inside her, and then felt a gush of warm cum erupting deep within her, the creamy cum spurting deep inside her womb, flooding her insides.  She felt Barocca’s warm cum flow deep into her cunt, filling her to the limit, and Barocca kept on cumming.  The cum was rapidly gushing back over Barocca's cock and out of Akima's pussy.  After a few moments, sensing again that Akima’s body could only contain so much, Barocca began to withdraw her cock from the cum-soaked hole.

Barocca made her way closer to Rhiannon, who still had her cock shoved down Akima’s throat.  She approached Rhiannon, with her cock at point blank range from her face.  “You want to taste cum, big girl?”  Barocca's massive cock shot off like a hose, as two streams of jisms emptied into Rhiannon’s eager mouth.

Akima Mars surprised them both by cumming for almost as long as Rhiannon and Barocca did.  As Rhiannon finished emptying her balls, she pulled out of Akima’s mouth, letting her cockhead land on top of her huge tits.

“Now that’s what I call a pop shot, sweetie!” exclaimed Rhiannon.  “I had no idea you’d be able to keep up with us the way that you did.  I can’t wait to watch that one on film later, so I can really enjoy it.”

"Oh, Rhiannon!" gushed Akima, pulling her arms around Rhiannon in loving embrace, "It was so...wonderful!  I never...  I can't begin to say what I feel!" as she enthusiastically covered Rhiannon’s beautiful body with kisses.  She paused to catch her breath, as the feelings of her orgasm washed over her and slowly subsided.  Suddenly a new feeling came over her, deep in her loins; something she’d never experienced before.

"Rhiannon!  Barocca!  Help me!" Akima Mars begged, feeling sweat break out on her brow.  The passion she felt increased, and a new feeling of heaviness grew in her, as well as one of tightness.  Her cock jutting out from her crotch began to throb and pulse.  Her rigid rod was expanding by the moment, growing in length and girth visibly as she watched it in surprise.  Akima could only moan softly, her hips now slowly hunching in grinding motion.  The huge shaft jutting frrom her crotch began to wobble gently, ripples running along it as the thick column jerked rhythmically.  Before the three of them, it quickly grew longer and thicker, until it was now several inches longer than Barocca's cock.  Akima was proud her new enlargement, but was still obviously shocked at what had just happened to her.

“Good grief!” exclaimed Akima Mars.  “It’s never acted like this before…”

“Damn!  You’re just full of surprises today, aren’t you?” exclaimed Rhiannon.

“It’s probably a combination of all the Vectran love juices, my ring helping things and her ‘toy’ trying to keep up with us,” said Barocca.

“That’s as good an explanation as any, for the time being,” panted Rhiannon.  “We can try to sort out the details later on.  Let me adjust the setting on my anti-gravity ring, and we’ll be ready for the finale of our little get-together here.”

A Fond Farewell: Part 3

“You never said you had an anti-gravity ring, Rhiannon,” said Barocca.“You never asked, girl.  And don’t look so surprised.  You’ve seen the way that my race can customize and alter our bodies.  Does something like an anti-gravity device seem that far-fetched?”“Well, when you put it that way…”“You two can exchange ‘tech stories’ some other time, darling,” said Akima as she fondled her hard-on.  I’ve got to do something with this cock and fast…”  Akima Mars had a raging hard-on and had many plans for how she’d fuck Rhiannon tonight with it.  “Akima’s got the right idea,” said Rhiannon.  “And don’t tell me you haven’t thought about putting your dick inside of me again, Barocca,” she added with a teasing undertone.  “Me hover-ing like this should give the two of you plenty of room to come up with something interesting.”“And now it’s time for you to get down to business, girl,” Rhiannon instructed Akima Mars.  Akima moved between Rhiannon's legs and pushed two fingers into her pussy.  She worked them around for a few minutes until she could feel her juices start to flow.  She then applied some lube to her hand and pushed four fingers into her hole.  She twisted them around for a short time, then slipped her thumb in.

  Akima pushed hard, Rhiannon's pussy lips disappeared inside her as her knuckles started to stretch her.  Akima started to get rough and pulled her fingers out then rammed them back in up to the knuckles almost punching her.  She jabbed her pussy again and again until finally her whole hand sunk into her.  Rhiannon's eyes went wide and she gave a low moan of pleasure.  “That’s it girl.  Get my box lubed up really good…and then show me you know how to use that toy between your legs.”

Akima Mars left her hand just inside Rhiannon so that she felt the full width of her hand at her pussy lips.  She twisted her hand around for a few minutes, plunging back in briefly and pulling out.  She noticed her juices were flowing more than before, and her pussy was heating up.

"You like this don't you slut?" Akima said as she started to pump her hand deep inside her, working her g-spot as much as possible.

Rhiannon moaned in response, panting as she was becoming more turned on.  Akima then started to pull her hand all the way out of Rhiannon’s cunt, then shoved it back into her gaping hole before it closed in on itself.

  Akima continued to fistfuck Rhiannon fully in and out for several minutes.  Below her, Barocca inserted a finger into Rhiannon's tight ass, worked it around, then put in another finger.  Rhiannon squirmed in delight, as she knew what was about to happen.  Rhiannon's ass caved in as Barocca pushed hard, twisting her hand around, wedging it into her butt.

Suddenly it slipped in to the wrist and a loud moan of pleasure from Rhiannon filled the room.  Barocca worked her fist inside Rhiannon's ass, sometimes pulling it out part way to stretch her even more.  Akima continued her attention, inserting four fingers and her thumb into Rhiannon's pussy.  She pushed hard and her fist slipped even further into her.

  "I can feel you in there!" Akima said to Barocca giggling.  While fisting Rhiannon, Akima had kept stroking her cock, keeping it fully erect for further fun and games.

Rhiannon's eyes went wide as she saw Akima Mars stroking her fully erect cock and she realized what she was about to do.  Her huge cock swayed in the air above Rhiannon, before she gently let it land, slapping against her tits and stomach.  While Akima’s cock wasn’t the massive beast that Rhiannon’s was, it was clearly much larger than when they had started.  The two meaty poles rubbing together was making Rhiannon clearly anxious to have it inside of her.

Akima stepped back from Rhiannon’s legs so that her huge cock could enter her body.  Barocca pulled her hand from Rhiannon’s ass, and rubbed her cockhead against her anal lips as she prepared to enter her butt at the same time Akima fucked her pussy.Akima Mars aimed her mighty cock at Rhiannon’s gaping cunt.  She pushed downward on Rhiannon’s thighs until her own weight started to put pressure on the head of the Barocca’s cock below her.  Rhiannon squirmed in delight, anticipating what would happen.  “Come on, you two,” panted Rhiannon.  “This is your big chance.  Show me what you can do when you team up on me.”

Akima spread Rhiannon’s pussy lips, as the massive cockhead penetrated her.  She was incredibly horny for this Vectran woman, even after being fucked once already.  She shoved the head in and several inches followed quickly.  Akima stepped back as she admired Rhiannon’s incredible body, watching it swallow her own huge cock.  Below her, Barocca pulled down on her thighs, using Rhiannon's own weight to force her onto her cock.  Rhiannon was so tight that only the head of Barocca’s tool slid into her on the first thrust.  Barocca felt her warmth and jab-bed her cock, pushing into Rhiannon.  When she pulled back, Barocca’s cock slid easily into Rhiannon’s butt again, forcing more and more of it in.

Akima fucked Rhiannon harder and harder, taking longer strokes as each thrust buried more of her meat into her.  Her grunts of passion and Rhiannon's moans filled the air.  Below, each thrust of Barocca’s cock pushed Rhiannon up, and then as she slid back down onto her cock, she drove it into her again, the force of her thrust meeting the force of her falling, slam-ming her cock harder than ever into her, penetrating more each time.  Barocca’s big cock had entered her butt and was now pushing past eleven inches deep as each of her thrusts became longer and Rhiannon fell farther and faster only to be met by another powerful thrust of her cock.

Above her, Akima shoved twelve inches, then fifteen inches penetrated into Rhiannon. Now nineteen inches of Akima’s cock rammed into Rhiannon again and again as she screamed in joy.  The outline of Akima’s huge cock was visible in Rhiannon’s abdomen as she pounded into her, reaching unbelievable depths.  Akima Mars soon started to pant as her balls surged.  Cum shot into Rhiannon's womb as her cock was lodged with over twenty-four inches of Akima’s cock inside her.  Each thrust pressured the cum out of her, leaking onto Barocca and the floor below.  Burst after burst flowed out of Rhiannon's overstretched pussy, creating a large puddle below.

 Feeling the hot love juice land on her made Barocca intensify her pumping and thrusting into Rhiannon, shoving over twenty inches into her back door.

“Oh, fuck yes,” exclaimed Rhiannon.  “Do it to me like I know you’ve wanted to Barocca!”Finally Akima calmed down, her strokes merely pushing slightly into Rhiannon until finally she stopped.  Below her, Barocca’s balls emptied their load, and she slowly pulled her shaft out of Rhiannon’s tight, puckered butt.

Akima and Barocca knelt together and crowded their faces in front of Rhiannon’s cunt, licking the gobs of cum that were dripping from Rhiannon's ass and pussy and running down. Akima was ready, mouth open to catch cum.  A huge splash hit her and she mashed her face into Rhiannon's gaping cunt, her stretched lips almost totally covering Akima Mars's face.  She sucked as much cum out as she could, sharing much of it with Barocca in a hot sticky kiss.

“That wasn’t bad for an opening act,” said Rhiannon, as she caught her breath.  “Come on, girls.  Use your imagination…”

 Akima and Barocca moved forward so that they were now positioned on opposite sides of Rhiannon’s head, and their cocks were aimed at her open mouth.  Akima held Rhiannon's head as she stepped forward and the head of her cock entered her mouth and pressed against the back of her throat.  Now Barocca moved closer, wedging her own cockhead next to Akima’s shaft.  “Get ready to swallow number two.”  Barocca leaned down, driving her thick tool into Rhiannon’s mouth.  Her larger physical size and all the activity leading up to this caused her throat to bulge as the head slid down her wet passage.  Rhiannon's eyes were wide with delight as Akima and Barocca continued to push more of their meat into her.

After a moment, each girl had more than ten inches shoved down Rhiannon's throat.  They pulled their cocks out and left the heads just inserted while Rhiannon gasped for air, catching her breath.

Akima Mars was getting impatient and thrust back in, driving her cock further than ever into Rhiannon’s gullet.  Her heavy balls dangled in front of her chin as she drove over sixteen inches into her mouth.  The two girls took turns alternating deep downward plunges into Rhiannon’s throat, the two huge cocks mashing against each other.  Akima lasted a few minutes and then started to blow her load deep into Rhiannon's stomach, filling her up without wasting a drop.  Barocca quickly lost control and began emptying her own load immediately afterwards.

To their surprise, Rhiannon gulped down the massive loads from both girls with no signs of panic or discomfort.  She was like a machine, steadily swallowing whatever they could pump into her.  Rhiannon's eyes watered as she drained the last pulses from the two cocks in her mouth.  Barocca and Akima quickly pulled out of her and Rhiannon gasped, a long string of sticky cum connecting her mouth to the cocks just in front of her.  It took Rhiannon a moment to swallow the last mouthful, and clear her throat.

“That was a tasty little snack you two just delivered to me,” she panted.  “And don’t think it wasn’t appreciated…”  Rhiannon’s already huge cock was rising up like a missile, the shaft thickening, and her balls were swelling.

“Good grief, we’ve created a monster…” said Akima as she looked at Rhiannon.

“As long as those batteries don’t run out on your toy, and you keep fucking me, we’ll be fine,” warned Rhiannon.  “And Barocca?  I thought you wanted to fuck me, like you meant business…let’s see you put some effort into it this time, honey!”

“Very well ‘big girl’,” Barocca answered with a wicked smile.  “Challenge accepted.”

Thanks to her anti-gravity ring, Akima Mars and Barocca could turn Rhiannion over so it appeared that she was lying on her stomach, but still comfortable and suspended in mid-air.  Akima moved between Rhiannon’s legs, her thick cock resting on Rhiannon's back.

“Like they say in some of those video game commercials on Earth, Rhiannon, ‘welcome to the next level’.”

Akima inserted her thick cock while Rhiannon’s butt was still gaping wide pushing her meat over eight inches into her ass.  Rhiannon responded by spreading her legs, letting Akima thrust more of her cock into her.  She slammed back into Rhiannon, driving more of her cock into her bowels, reaching thirteen inches deep.

 From below, Barocca’s cock quickly found the wet and throbbing entrance to Rhiannon’s cunt.  After so much stimulation, Barocca’s cock easily went in all the way to her balls as she impaled Rhiannon’s box.

“I’ll bet you two think you’ve got me right where you want me, huh?” panted Rhiannon.  Her face was only inches away from Barocca, as she was suspended in air.  “But just remember who you’re dealing with…”  With an effort of will, she concentrated and flexed, tightening all ofher lower body and abdominal muscles.  Barocca and Akima suddenly felt like their cocks were gripped by a vise.  “I want the two of you to give maximum effort.  But don’t get carried away and do something you’ll regret.”  She relaxed her body, and Akima and Barocca responded tp the challenge from Rhiannon.Akima Mars’ strokes became longer until she was shoving over two feet of cockmeat into Rhiannon’s butt.  Each time Akima would then pull her cock nearly all the way out of her ass, and thrust forward with her balls slapping against her butt cheeks.  Down below, Barocca quickly realized that she couldn’t turn this into a hatefuck.  She forced herself to slow her humping of Rhiannon from a maniacal pace to a more romantic one.  Barocca had made Ebony nearly pass out from pleasure when they’d done it on the Island, and Rhiannon was basically the same size.  She pulled Rhiannon’s body closer to her, letting her huge cock bury itself between her cleavage, and then it disappeared as her boobs rested against the top of Barocca’s.  Rhiannon’s prick was as hard as steel, and becoming hotter as she became more aroused and sought her release.“That’s my girl,” moaned Rhiannon.  “You really do know how to use that dick of yours.”  She wrapped her arms around Barocca, only caressing her, and not overexerting her power.  Her tongue found Barocca’s, and Barocca was surprised to only feel affection and no hint of the past ill feelings there had been between them in the past.Akima fucked Rhiannon hard in her ass on the topside, until finally blowing her hot seed into her.  Barocca could feel her shooting off, and responded in kind.  She could feel her own rod unleashing its load of hot cum into Rhiannon, deep into her insides.  Rhiannon responded by gripping Barocca even more passioniately, until both girls had emptied their loads into her.

“You two are pretty impressive as a ‘tag team’, I’ll give you that,” said Rhiannon.  She made an adjustment to her anti-gravity ring to turn herself so that she was on her back in mid-air again.

Rhiannon's pussy was red and raw from all the fucking, but she wasn’t done yet.  Both her ass and pussy gaped wide open.  “I think one more time will do it for me…or we’ll take a break until we can think of something else.”

“Are you thinking what I’m thinking, Akima?” asked Barocca as she pointed at Rhiannon’s still gaping box.

“Oh, yes.  I think it’s time for ‘double trouble’ for this girl.”

“Let’s make sure she’s good and ready for the two of us.”

Akima Mars leaned in and licked Rhiannon’s clit, cleaning off any remaining jism.  Akima stepped in and shoved two fists into her cunt, trying to stretch Rhiannon out even more.  She took both her arms to the elbow and moaned out as she withdrew them completely, then drove them back in.

“That’s good for a starter, Akima,” said Rhiannon.  “Now while you two are working on my box, I’ve gotta get myself off, before I explode.”  She reached down and her hands found her incredibly swollen balls.  She directed her prick so it pointed towards her face, with the head landing on the cleavage of her breasts.  A final adjustment to the anti-gravity ring raised her head and shoulders so her own cock was now within easy range of her mouth.  “Keep doing what you’re doing down there, and watch me show you how to really suck a cock.”  Rhiannon’s cockhead almost vanished as she clamped her mouth on it and started sucking powerfully.

When Akima withdrew one hand, Barocca shoved her own fist into Rhiannon's box next to hers.  Akima pushed her fist back into her pussy and struggled with the tightness.  The two girls were still able to get both arms in up to their elbow.  After several minutes, Barocca and Akima nodded to each other.

“She’s as ready as she’ll ever be, darling.”  Both girls pulled their fists out.

“Now show me what the two of you can do as a team,” exclaimed Rhiannon, as she momentarily stopped sucking on her own huge cockhead.

Barocca and Akima Mars aimed their cocks at Rhiannon's cunt and guided them in at the same time.  They shoved their pricks into her womb, hitting thirteen inches each on the first thrust.  Rhiannon squealed in delight as both huge cocks plinged into her tight hole.  Another thrust and Akima and Barocca each hit seventeen inches deep.  Akima’s cock in Rhiannon's pussy pushed hard against Barocca’s, causing a bulge to form in her abdomen.  Akima and Barocca started to pump harder into Rhiannon.  She moaned in pleasure as her body was stimulated beyond anything she had imagined.

“Now you two are finally showing me what you can do, and really getting me off…” panted Rhiannon, as she briefly stopped sucking on herself.

 Akima Mars drove forward and shoved over twenty inches of cock into her and began to pump.  Her strokes were long and her cock pulled out of her like a glistening piston, and then she rammed it back in.  Barocca saw what she was doing, and timed her strokes so that one of them was always buried as deep as she could, while the other pulled back.  The two women fucked Rhiannon for over ten minutes until Akima began to show signs of tiring.  Rhiannon was close to cuming but was not there yet.

Akima continued to ram her cock into Rhiannon's cunt.  She squeezed her cock in along-side Barocca in her pussy.  Rhiannon cried out as she felt the heads of both girls’ cocks wedged into her tight hole.

 Another thrust and Barocca and Akima each pushed her cock into her another four inches.  Rhiannon's pussy was being split open as the two cocks fought to pry her apart.  Akima and Barocca thrusted again, each pushing two more inches in.  Even for Rhiannon's pussy, this was a tight fit.

 Akima thrust again, her cock now well over two feet deep, buried beside Barocca’s cock.  Rhiannon cried out from the extreme stretching and merciless thrusts of the two women.

  Akima Mars’s cock stuffed inside Rhiannon's pussy beside Barocca’s cock began to throb.  Her thick cum surged up and flooded her tender pussy.  Rivers of cum flowed out of Rhiannon's stretched cunt.  Barocca thrusted harder, feeling hot juices coating her prick turned her on.  She thrust harder and harder, pushing more and more of her tool into Rhiannon.

  Barocca and Akima jabbed their cocks into Rhiannon's pussy again and again, cum squirted and gushed out in rivers.  Barocca reached twenty-four inches deep while cum still blasted into Rhiannon like a firehose from Akima’s cock.  Akima pushed some more until finally Rhiannon had taken over twenty-five inches of her cock and only several inches were left.  Her thick cock pushed relentlessly against her delicate insides.  Barocca fucked Rhiannon’s cum filled ass until she started to cum himself.  Her load blasted into her bowels and squirted out onto the floor.  She gripped Rhiannon tighter as she unloaded her balls into her curvy tight ass while Akima continued to ravage her pink pussy.

 Rhiannon started to shudder in orgasm herself, her vaginal muscles trying to clamp down on the two cocks like it was milking them.  Akima and Barocca could see Rhiannon’s stomach muscles tighten and tense, signaling that she’d passed the point of no return.  Rhiannon’s nuts swelled even larger for a moment, and then began releasing their load.  Rhiannon moaned even louder with her mouth still clamped over her own cockhead, and her body began shaking as her orgasm hit her.

Barocca and Akima Mars tried to increase their thrusting as each girl began to cum, but it was a struggle just to stay inside of Rhiannon, with her body shaking like a bucking bronco.

 A combination of pleasure overload, and not being able to swallow her own juices fast enough caused Rhiannon’s cock to slip out of her mouth.  Cum sprayed in all directions as her shaft jerked back to an upright position.

“Finish the job you two,” Rhiannon cried out in ecstasy.  “Finish getting me off!”

Barocca and Akima each grabbed hold of Rhiannon’s shaft, pushing it back down toward Rhiannon’s stomach again.  Rhiannon’s own huge hands also gripped her cock, and from there the six hands thoroughly jerked her huge shaft up and down.  Cum shot out like a rocket toward Rhiannon’s face.  The Vectran commander greedily opened her mouth as wide as she could, and managed to collect almost every drop, before having to swallow.  Rhiannon leaned her head further back, letting the cum slide down her throat.  Her cock continued to shoot off several more powerful streams of jism that soared over her head, landing several feet beyond on the furniture.

Once her cock had finally finished shooting off, Rhiannon rose to a sitting position, grip-ped her shaft and brought the head to her mouth again.  She lovingly kissed and licked her cockhead, cleaning the last remnants of jism off it.

When they had finished cumming, Barocca and Akima pulled out and began to lick the cum from Rhiannon's legs and pussy.  They then took turns, each leaning under her stuffed cunt with their mouths open as a gush of cum flowed out.

“Now that’s what I call getting fucked!” exclaimed Rhiannon, with a look of delirious satis-faction on her face.  “It took you two a little while to get warmed up, but you finally delivered the goods at the end.”

“I’m glad that you enjoyed it, darling,” said Akima.  “I certainly had a good time, but my little ‘attachment’ here is finally running out of gas.  I’ve never seen it get as huge as it just did.”

“Probably because of my Vectran erotic energy being shared amongst us, and maybe some help from Barocca’s ring.  I wouldn’t count on the same results every time.”

“I think I need to take a break too,” said Barocca.  “I need a little time to recharge the old batteries here.”

“You two have earned a break,” said Rhiannon.  “I think I’ll call Vantha and Rayleena over, and then we’ll show you two how to really fuck and suck.”

Barocca tried to maintain her composure.  Even with two women doubleteaming her, Rhiannon had taken everything that they could throw at her, and was still ready for more action.

“Sounds fine to me,” said Barocca, realizing that she had to go along with things to stay in Rhiannon’s good graces.  “But let’s let them finsh things on their own pace over there, and then get everone together a little later on.  I need to relieve myself, and then I’ll be right back,” as she headed to the bathroom.

“You know, maybe I’ll think about setting up shop here, for filming videos,” said Akima Mars.  “There’s plenty of room here to make different sets, a few girls have expressed an interest in sticking around here and I can call in other friends I have in the business for a variety of co-stars.”

“Sounds like a lot of fun,” said Rhiannon.  “But remember this.  That bozo on Arcturus probably won’t give up on trying to track you down.  It may only be a matter of time before they look around here again.”

“But we can alter our hair and skin color to a nearly infinite number of combinations…”

“Honey, it won’t matter what you look like from the neck up,” laughed Rhiannon.  “A blind man can recognize those twin mountains you’ve got on your chest.  Whether you stick around here, or move on to somewhere else, you’d better keep a damn good lawyer on retainer.”

“I quite agree, Rhiannon.  If that twerp on Arcturus is as stubborn as I think he is, I prob-ably haven’t heard the last of him.  I’ll have to call in a few more favors.”

Barocca cleaned off some of the excess jism from her body, and let her bladder empty into the toilet.  She stared at herself in the mirror.  “Okay, ‘ringo’,” she thought to herself.  “May-be you need to either make me bigger and stronger, or find a way to slow Rhiannon down some, so I can keep up with her, if I stick around her for much longer.  Got any bright ideas?”  The ring seemed to shine brighter, even though her hand wasn’t moving.  She gave a small chuckle as she realized that it was talking to a pet back home on Earth, and expecting a serious answer.From outside, she heard Rhiannon’s bawdy voice calling out.  “What’s taking you so long in there?  Did ya fall in?”  Barocca shrugged her shoulders and rolled her eyes up at the ceiling.  “Shake a leg, Barocca!  Vantha and Rayleena finished wearing out Kitten and Pandora, and they’re still raring to go.  We’re gonna really turn things up a notch now…!”Barocca took a deep breath and prepared to head out to the bedroom for another sexual marathon.  “And me without my crash helmet…”

Several hours later, Barocca and Akima Mars collapsed on the bed from sexual exhaustion.  Rayleena, Vantha and Rhiannon had taken turns filling both of their holes, as well as shoving their huge shafts almost completely down their throats.  Through it all, Barocca and Akima had somehow kept up with them, but even with the help of the ring, both women were finally worn out.“This gal may be part Vectran after all,” said Rhiannon, pointing to Barocca.“She and Akima did it longer and came more times than a lot of the other girls that we’ve done it with, back on the Delphi 4,” admitted Vantha.“You don’t suppose we were too rough on them, do you?” asked Rayleena.  “I mean, they’re barely moving…”“Look at those smiles on their faces, even though they’re nearly sound asleep.  They couldn’t be happier.”  Sprawled on her back, Barocca’s huge hard-on was slowly returning to its limp state, and the head still reached well past her navel.  Akima Mars’ huge breasts were still liberally coated in jism from the three Vectran women.“I’ll clean ‘sleeping beauty’ here off,” said Rhiannon, as she leaned over Barocca.  “You two can give Akima a tongue bath, and get those knockers of hers cleaned up.”“You know, ordinarily I hate it when you delegate work like that,” replied Vantha.  “But tonight is an exception.”“You can say that again,” added Rayleena.  “Let me at those babies on Akima…”Moments later Akima Mars and Barocca were much cleaner than they were previously.  Vantha and Rayleena took extra care in licking the jism off of her enormous breasts.  When they were finished, Akima Mars moaned in passion.  “Don’t stop now, darlings.  That’s just the way I like my boobs to ne treated…”“I thought I told you two to clean her up, not get her off again,” teased Rhiannon.“You always said, if you’re gonna do a job, do it right,” said Vantha.“Sorry, but we can’t keep this kind of fun and games up indefinitely, Akima.  Thanks for a lovely afternoon, and maybe we’ll meet again sometime down the road.”Rhiannon activated her communicator, so they could be transported back.  “You said everythig is set up for the warp trip back to Earth, Vantha?”“The Delphi 4’s ready to go, Rhiannon.  We’re just waiting for you to give the command.”“Great.  Once we’re back, send a broadcast message to everyone.  They’ve got twelve hours to finish up whatever they’re doing with whoever they’re doing it with.  Then we’re bound for Earth.”

Two days later, the Delphi IV entered into orbit around Earth, and cloaked itself, so it would not be picked up by any satellites or other detection devices.  Rhiannon, Vantha and Rayleena met with Dejah, Kristal and Calista in the conference room.

“Calista, log into that terminal and send Dee Dee an e-mail.  Let her know we’ll be drop-ping by later today, to return Barocca.”

“If you hadn’t dismantled my laptop, I could have done this a lot quicker and easier, sir.”

“The little toy of your was taken apart for reasons we’re all too painfully aware of, Calista,” said Rhiannon.  There was derisive laughter from the other women in the room.  “And besides, we’re already capable of interfacing with Earth technology.  That’s how we were able to create credit cards for us, as well as download all of the medical data we needed for the surgical pro-cedures on Jeanne.”

After a few seconds of typing at the keyboard, Calista looked at the other women.  “Okay, it’s on its way to Dee Dee.  What are we going to tell them, when they realize that we’re only bringing Barocca back?”

“That is Miss Barocca’s problem, and hers alone,” replied Rhiannon.  “It was her playing her ‘control games’ that started this whole ordeal.  At least Jeanne is alive and well, even if she’s not returning now.  I’ll vouch for Barocca about what happened to Jeanne, but it’ll be up to her to try and get back in the good graces of the other girls on the Island.”

There was polite silence, as none of the other girls knew quite what to say next.

“Besides, we still have almost three weeks of leave before going back to active duty again,” said Rhiannon.  “I think it’s safe to say that we all enoyed ourselves the last time that we were here, right?”

All of the women eagerly agreed, and began talking about the various erotic fun and games that they could continue.  There were numerous other girls that they had not had a chance to be with on their first trip to the Island.  Suddenly there was a light ‘beep’ from Calista’s console, and a small icon lit on her desktop, indicating she had a new e-mail.  She opened it and read it to the others.

“Dee Dee says it’s great that we’re returning to the Island.  They’re all looking forward to seeing us again.  She says to use the same door that we used the first time that we were there.”  There was a moment of silence as Calista read the rest of the message, and then giggled.  “This time, she says we don’t need to knock, but she’ll be sure that door is left unlocked.”

“I did what I had to do at the time, to get us inside,” chuckled Rhiannon.  “I’m counting on all of you to have fun, but behave yourselves and make sure we don’t do anything like that again.  And if there’s enough time, tell Dee Dee that I’ll make it up to her personally, for wreck-ing that door.”  Vantha and Rayleena knew from experience that when Rhiannon wanted to, she could be as sweet and passionate as anyone, and knew how to pleasure a partner that wasn’t always as huge as she was.  “Now that we’re out of warp drive, and entered orbit, what time is it in the Bahamas?”

“Just after 11:00AM local time, commander,” answered Calista.

“Great.  Even if they had some kind of big bash last night, most of them should be up and ready by now.  Someone call Barocca on the intercom, and tell her to meet us in the transporter room.”

Storm Of The Century

The Enchantress awoke after a restless night.  She now knew that she had to take some type of action against Barocca and Rhiannon.  Not only did they now know her location, it was probably only a matter of time before she would be forced to explain her actions to the all-father, after the commotion in her room.  A daring plan formed in her mind.  She knew that she would almost certainly be facing some type of disciplinary action from the all-father.  But there was a phrase she had heard used on Earth that applied to her current situation.  “I may be in a great deal of trouble,” she thought.  “But I can take these others with me.”The Enchantress quickly tweaked the spell for the love potion pills, and made some more of them.  She then dressed herself in her finest clothes, and went out to the various taverns, searching for the all-father’s son, the thunder god.  After visiting several taverns, she found the one she sought, as the thunder god and his friends were celebrating.Even though he had strong feelings for another female in the realm, the thunder god was still a man, and his eyes had always lingered longer than they should, whenever he saw her.  The Enchantress intended to take full advantage of this tonight.  She was greeted with bawdy cheers, and space was made for her to squeeze in at their table with them.  The thunder god and his male friends were all too interested in staring at her cleavage to pay any attention to notice the Enchantress dropping one of the special pills into his tankard of ale, when his gaze was turned.  While it would not turn him into the lust-crazed females on Cinnebar, it would impair his judgement somewhat, and make him susceptible to do almost anything that the Enchantress suggested to him.After spending some time, and sharing food and drink with the thunder god and his party of friends, the Enchantress announced that she must return to the palace.  She coyly asked if the thunder god would accompany her on the way home.  He surprised the rest of his party by agreeing to this almost immediately.  Waving farewell, and hearing lusty cheers and advice from the others, the thunder god and the Enchantress left the tavern and headed back toward the all-father’s palace.Thanks to the effects of the special pill, the thunder god did not even question when the Enchantress turned down a street that did not lead to the palace.  They were in a deserted alley and while the Enchantress knew better than to try and seduce him in her current situation, she  asked for a demonstration of his ability to produce storms at his command.  She cast a minor spell that produced an image of the planet called Earth in a cloud of vapor.“What would happen if you created a storm somewhere in this location?” pointing to an area in the North Atlantic ocean, east of the Florida coastline, and north of the Bahama Islands.  While most mortals could not locate the Island through normal means, the Enchantress had used her spells in the past, and knew its exact location.  While her spells were not sophisticated enough to locate the starship Delphi 4, the Vectran women themsleves gave off a unique sexual aroma.  Sensing this, the Enchantress could not believe her good fortune.  Here was a golden opportunity to have her revenge on two of her enemies at the same time.The thunder god’s brow knitted in concentration.  He knew as well as anyone not to meddle in the affairs of the mortals.  But this was an area of endless ocean, and as long as the storm did not head towards an inhabited area, what could be the harm?  Even though some might consider this action reckless, he decided to give the Enchantress the demonstration that she asked for.  While he had been pondering this, the Enchantress reached one hand behind his back and sprinkled some magical dust onto his mystic hammer.  This would magnify the effects of the storm many times over and also deliver a completely unexpected result to anyone on the ‘hidden’ island.Pointing his mystic hammer at the spot on the map the Enchantress had indicated, the thunder god concentrated, and a huge storm began appearing at that spot in the Atlantic Ocean.

Reunion

Later that day, the six Vectran women and Barocca materialized on the shore of the Island.  They entered through the unlocked perimeter door, and were soon gathered in the auditorium to meet with Tiffany and the other amazons on the Island.

After polite greetings, Tiffany broke the silence.  “Well, we’re all obviously glad to see you again.  But I’ll be the first one to ask the question that’s on everyone’s mind.  Where’s Jeanne?”

“I’m going to let Barocca answer that one,” said Rhiannon.  “But I was with her and Jeanne on Cinnebar, and I want you to know that what she’ll be telling you is the truth.”

Barocca stood up on the stage at the podium, in clear view of all the amazons.  “Hello, again, everyone.  I know that when you last saw me, that I wasn’t exactly the most popular person on the Island.  I did some rotten things while I was here on the Island, and I deserved to be punished for them.

“Jeanne and I were taken to Cinnebar, and we were forced to spend time working at an alien whorehouse, serving all types of diffferent beings…almost none of them human.  While I was there, our ‘friend’ the Enchantress contacted me in my dreams.  She wanted to get even with Rhiannon and her girls for the way she was manhandled, back on the Island, while she was possessing Ebony’s body.

“It was a dumb thing to do, but I agreed to help if she could fix Jeanne’s memories, so that she wouldn’t remember what happened to her on the Island.  At the time I was so angry with Rhiannon, I jumped at any chance that was presented to me.  The Enchantress fixed Jeanne’s head, but wound up erasing almost all of her memories, instead of just some of them.  Jeanne was so angry with me, that she jumped at the first opportunity to get off of Cinnebar with some male customers she liked that she met there.

“To make a long story short, I realized that I’ve been too much of a schemer, and playing too many ‘control games’, instead of just enjoying what I have and being around other people who like the same type of fun and games as I do.  I’m trying to turn over a new leaf and get things back to the way they were when it all started.”

There were many icy stares from the various Amazons at Barocca.  Even Persia and Domonique, two of her oldest friends on the Island weren’t completely convinced.

On one side of the stage, Tiffany, Dee Dee and other senior amazons were watching things.  Dee Dee’s palm pilot gave a soft vibration as it sensed an alarm.  As she read the message, fear and alarm spread across her features.

Rhiannon got up and stood next to Barocca.  “All right, I realize I shouldn’t expect all of you to just take Barocca’s word that she’s turned over a new leaf.  If you’ll think back to when we were last here, I was probably the angriest of anyone at her.  While we were on Cinnebar, she proved to me that she’s trying to change by helping me clear up some problems there.  And while she had plenty of chances to doublecross me, she didn’t.

“And last but not least, she played a big part in helping me and my crew locate the home address or dimension of the Enchantress.  Now, I’ve got a score to settle with that bitch, and that’s my affair.  But she’s the type that holds a grudge, so don’t think that you might not hear from her again at some point.”

Up until now, all of the other amazons had been quiet, trying to take everything in.  Now Jordan rose from her seat in the first row, and came up on the stage, and confronted Barocca.

“I don’t think that you’ve changed a bit, Barocca.  You might fool some of your old friends, and maybe even convince some of the other girls, but not me.  And since you’ve been gone, there’s been some changes here.”  Jordan exercised her mental control and let herself grow to her seven-foot height.  “If you piss me off again, you’re gonna regret it in more ways than one.”  She patted her crotch.  Jordan didn’t need to bring heself to an erection, but the other amazons knew that she was almost as big and powerful as Ebony was.

Barocca didn’t flinch, and retuned Jordan’s icy stare.  The ring began to flicker and raised its defenses.  “I know that we weren’t exactly friends when I left.  But believe me, you really don’t want to do this, Jordan.”

This caught Rhiannon completely by surprise.  Remembering what had happened on Cinnebar when she had tried to intimidate Barocca, she quickly inserted herself between Jordan and Barocca, spacing them apart with her arms.  “Is this another project of yours, Dee Dee?”

Dee Dee was having an urgent conversation with Tiffany and Clyda, and they had to nudge her to have her respond to Rhiannon.  “Sorry, but that’s not my work.  After your girls ‘gifted’ Summer, she did it with Jordan, and we wound up with two size-changers here.”

After glaring at Vantha and Rayleena, and what their raging hormones had created on their last visit, Rhiannon turned back to Dee Dee.  “Well, pay attention to what’s going on here.  This concerns everyone on the Island.”

Now Rhiannon turned her attention back to Barocca and Jordan.  “Barocca!  Tell that ‘pet ring’ of yours to heel, and make it back off.  If you do something rash now, you may never con-vince these girls that you’ve changed.”

Taking several steps back, Barocca composed herself, and felt the ring lower its intensity, but it was still on guard against Jordan’s aggressive attitude.

“And as for you, blondie…” Rhiannon turned, glaring at Jordan.  “As I told Ebony the last time we were here, you may be almost as big as me physically now.  But do not delude yourself into thinking that you may be as strong as I am.”  She moved closer to Jordan and their hands clenched together, like two wrestlers squaring off.  Jordan instantly remembered Rhiannon’s strength, and what had happened to her, when she had ‘gifted’ her, so she could have her gangbang revenge on Barocca.  Reluctantly, Jordan released her hands and backed away from Rhiannon, and returned to her normal height.  “That’s more like it, Jordan.  Now please get back in your seat.”  Glaring at Barocca and Rhiannon, Jordan returned to the first row of seats.

Rhiannon took a deep breath to compose herself.  “Now I’m sure most of you noticed that little bauble on Barocca’s finger starting to flicker and glow.  Come over here, Barocca.”  She strode over to stand next to Rhiannon.  Her ring continued to shine and glisten on its own.“A very satisfied customer gave me this one night on Cinnebar.  It’s made from a frag- ment of something called an ‘Infinity Stone’.  It’s given me certain limited powers and abilities, but I’m certainly not any kind of ‘super-hero’.”

“You don’t need to give anyone a demonstration of what the ring can do, Barocca.  Tell it to relax, or try and turn it down some.”

“It hasn’t acted like this before.  It’s like it’s trying to tell me something.”

By now, the conversation between Dee Dee, Tiffany and Clyda on the side of the stage had increased in volume.

“Do you three have something that you want to share with the rest of us?” shouted Rhiannon, just the way a teacher would dsicipline unruly students.
 “Rhiannon, we’ve got a real problem on our hands…” said Dee Dee.  “Give me a minute to link my palm pilot so I can display it on the main screen where everyone can see it.”  A moment later and a display showing local weather patterns was on the large screen in the auditorium.Tiffany, Rhiannon and the other girls weren’t well schooled in meteorology, but they had all seen enough weather forecasts on television, and knew the basics to recognize the severe weather system that was bearing down upon them.  “Damn.  That looks like one heck of a storm out there,” said Tiffany.“A storm is putting it mildy, Tiffany,” replied Dee Dee.  “According to the readings I’m getting, this thing is easily a category six hurricane, with winds over 200 MPH.  And it’s headed straight for us.”“Well, maybe we should consider trying to evacuate the Island...?”“How, Tiffany?  We’re isolated and alone out here.  It would take Ramirez hours to get out here, if he’d even go out in this weather.”“Well, at least everything is secured on the Island itself.  We’re not exactly underground, but we don’t have any people or buildings left out on the surface.”“We’ll have to hope that the Island can take whatever nature throws at it,” replied Dee Dee,  “We can’t expect emergency rescue help from anyone, because of the way we’ve ‘hidden’ the Island.”Rhiannon’s brow was knitted in concentration.  “This isn’t exactly standard procedure, but if there’s only 50 or 60 of you on the Island, and everybody is gathered here in one place, we could start transporting everyone to the Delphi 4, and then wait for the storm to blow itself out.  Vantha get the ship on your communicator.”“Whatever this storm is, it’s playing havoc with our communicators,” said Vantha.  “We can barely communicate with the Delphi 4 right now.”  Static was coming from the device, and it was difficult to make out what was being said.  “Let me try and tweak it, to boost the signal.”Rhiannon strode over to Vantha.  Vantha removed a cover panel and manually adjusted some of the components.  The volume increased and became somewhat clearer.  “Make it quick, Rhiannon.  I’ve hot-wired a few components, so that we can barely communicate with the ship, but it may not last very long.”“Commander Rhiannon?  This is Chandra.  Are you all right?”  There was still static and distortion, but her voice could be heard.“What’re you doing on the bridge, Chandra?”“The officers on the bridge had me contact you, sir.  The storm system that’s approaching where you are is not natural.  It appears to be magical or enchanted somehow.”“Why am I not surprised?” blurted Rhiannon.  “I really should’ve known the Enchantress wouldn’t wait very long before deciding to retaliate against us.”“That’s who we believe is responsible for this, Commander.  But the intensity of this spell is beyond anything we can deal with…”  Her voice was starting to become garbled.“Whoever’s in charge on the bridge, tell the transporter room to start beaming everyone down here up in groups immediately!”“We’re trying, but we can’t get a solid fix on your location…”  The static increased from the communicator, and suddenly sparks flew out from it with a mild ‘poof’ sound.  “That’s all she wrote for this one.  We’re completely cut off now,” said Vantha.
Hearing this conversation, realization dawned on Barocca.  “That’s the reason my ring has been acting so weird, is that it’s also sensing that this isn’t a natural storm.”“Looks like we’ll be getting the brunt of the storm,” said Tiffany.  “Lucky us.  All right, all we can do is keep our fingers crossed.”“We’re gonna find out right away if this Island is as solid as it looks,” said Rhiannon.  “I don’t suppose you’ve got a basement or storm cellar here?”Outside the storm increased its intensity, and all of the women on the Island could hear the cyclone winds as they buffeted the Island, and the torrential rains began to pelt the exterior.

As the mystical storm bore down upon the Island, a wicked grin of satisfaction spread across the face of the Enchantress.  Not only would she have her revenge upon Rhiannon and her crew, but it would also serve as a lesson to the mortal women there too.  The storm was almost directly over the Island, and the Enchantress was oblivious to anything else happening around her.Suddenly, the air seemed to shimmer, and the Enchantress and the thunder god were aware that they were no longer alone in the alley.  Turning around, they both saw the stern figure of the all-father standing in the alley, staring at them with a look of extreme displeasure.“You should know better than most, not to meddle in the affairs of the mortals,” he said to the thunder god.  Waving one hand and forming a glyph, the thunder god began to fade away.  “I shall deal with you momentarily, when I return to the palace.”  Then the thunder god faded and disappeared completely.“And as for you, Lorelei,” as the all-father turned his gaze to the Enchantress.  “I see that not even a decade with the Frost Giants has been enough to show you the error of your ways.”  All the Enchantress could do was stare defiantly at him, knowing that anything she could say would be useless at this point.  “Since you are so obsessed with the mortals, Lorelei, I have devised a fitting punishment for you.  For this transgression, you shall live as one amongst the mortals, with none of your powers, until I see fit to return you to the realm!”The Enchantress had expected different types of punishment, but nothing like this.  The all-father waved both hands, creating a larger, more powerful glyph.  She felt herself lifted off of the ground, and she seemed to feel herself shrinking.  A horrible sinking feeling in her gut was followed by her body spinning rapidly like a top.  The world about her faded to black as the Enchantress lost consciousness, and was sucked into the vortex caused by the all-father’s spell.

Scattered To The Winds: Part 1 - Dee Dee

Dee Dee awoke to find herself in a dirty, congested alley.  It was painfully obvious that she wasn’t on the Island anymore…but where was she?  Not only were her bikini top and skirt probably inappropriate for wherever she was, she’d need something more practical…it was bitterly cold.  Scanning her surroundings, Dee Dee could see various piles of trash and rubbish.  Someone had discarded an old trenchcoat.  It was well-worn, and reeked from being in with other garbage, but it covered Dee Dee almost from head to foot.  “At least now I don’t have to worry about being arrested for indecent exposure,” she thought.  “But that may turn out to be the least of my problems.”

Dee Dee strode out of the alley, and tried to figure out where she was.  Huge skyscrapers were all about her, traffic filled the streets with cars, trucks and buses that she’d only seen in books or at auto shows and pedestrians strode rapidly by her.  The next indication that some-thing was really wrong was the clothing people wore.  Almost every man had a tie and a hat or cap, and the women’s dresses went well below the knees.  None of the women wore pants or any kind of trousers.

Moving to a street corner, Dee Dee came across a newsstand.  The New York Times was prominently on display, along with other newspapers and pulp magazines.  Just the cover prices of ten cents on them set off an alarm.  She glanced at the sports headline as one man held a paper up to read.  “Cardinals Win World Series – Beat Tigers in Seven Games,” she read silently.  The winner of a ball game meant nothing to her.  The date caused her jaw to drop open in shock and she had to force herself to remain calm.  “October, 1934…?”

Dee Dee wandered through the streets aimlessly, trying not to attract attention, and won-dering what to do next.  She’d already had to turn down a proposition from one male, who’d thought she was a ‘business girl’.  As evening began to settle on the Big Apple, Dee Dee had inadvertantly found her way to a nicer section of town.  Hungry and despairing about what to do next, she stopped in front of a beauty salon.  It was closed at this hour, but there was a large recessed doorway, covered by an overhanging canopy.  A huge sidewalk advertising placard or sign was chained to the building.  Pulling it closer, it would offer some concealment, and it was big enough to provide some shelter from the wind and elements.

“Beggars can’t be choosers,” muttered Dee Dee.  Crumpling her body into a fetal pose, she tucked the bottom of the trenchcoat around her legs, and turned up the collar around her neck and head.

The next morning, Dee Dee awoke to some gentle kicks on her behind.  “C’mon, you.  No freeloading here.  Get up and get moving, before I call the cops.”  Dee Dee’s morning rouser was a woman named Pat, who had been in New York City for over a year, and was the owner of a posh beauty salon, when she wasn’t trying to join her cousin and his five associates on their globetrotting adventures.  Pat was a beautiful blonde specimen of womanhood, whose hair shone like it was made of golden sunshine.  Her eyes were a remarkable honey brown that Dee Dee had never seen before, and gleamed like they had a life of their own.As she fully awoke, and rose to stretch after spending the night in a cramped position, Pat noticed Dee Dee’s own unique blonde hair, and her sparkling blue eyes.  Dee Dee was starting to form an apology to Pat, as she stared intently at her.  Pat couldn’t be certain, but she felt that somehow, somewhere, she had seen or met Dee Dee before, and her attitude towards her softened.“Okay, I’m sorry if I was a little rude there, honey,” said Pat, extending a hand to help Dee Dee up.  “Thanks to this depression, things are tough all over.  My cousin Clark is always telling me that I should help others when I can.  Let’s get you inside and out of those rags.  I’ll bet you probably haven’t had a good meal in a while either?”“Thank you so much, I’m absolutely famished,” said Dee Dee.  “I can’t thank you enough for helping me.  You wouldn’t believe the story I’ve got to tell.  I’m Dee Dee.”“I’m Pat, and you’d be surprised at some of the things my cousin has tangled with, and that I’ve seen.  But let’s get in out of the cold, and you can tell me all about it.”
Pat unlocked the door to the salon and ushered Dee Dee inside.  Moments later the other women she employed began arriving for the day.  “Okay, let’s get you to the back room.  It’s not exactly a bath or shower, but it’s got hot water, some soap and towels.”Arriving at the back room, Pat began to help Dee Dee out of her trenchcoat.  “First up is to get you out of this thing, before my eyes start watering.  Let’s get rid of it.”Dee Dee became worried that Pat would see too much of her once the trenchcoat was gone…her huge schlong was barely concealed beneath her skirt.  That was fine on the Island.  She enjoyed showing off the huge package between her legs.  But she wasn’t certain how a girl from another time would react to what she had, and tried to feign modesty.   “Oh, come on, honey.  You haven’t got anything that I don’t have or haven’t seen be-fore,” teased Pat, putting her hands on her hips.  “Although later on, I do want to find out how you get that wavy-curly look in your hair like that.  I think it could catch on, if you’ll tell my girls who does your hair.”Just as Pat was about to start forcibly removing the trenchcoat, one of the other girls in the salon called out.  “Pat!  There’s a delivery out here that you’ve gotta sign for…”“The joys of running your own business…” muttered Pat.  “By the time I get back, you’d better start making yourself presentable, sweetie.”  She left to return to the front of the salon.Dee Dee quickly stripped off the trenchcoat and began soaping and washing herself.  The mirror above the sink was fortunately several feet above the floor.  She pulled her skirt down as much as she could, trying not to reveal all of her butt crack.  Now as long as she kept her back to the door and her legs close together in front of the sink, Pat wouldn’t see her ‘surprise package’, at least not right away.
Several minutes later, Pat rapped on the door and came in with an armful of clothes.  “It’s a good thing I had some extra clothes in my office…we look like we’re about the same size.”Dee Dee carefully turned her hips making sure that Pat couldn’t see her cock and balls.“What the heck is that thing you’re wearing?” asked Pat as she stared at Dee Dee’s bikini top in the mirror.  “And where in the world did you get that skirt?  It’s so freaking short, it’s a wonder you didn’t catch pneumonia.”“My top is called a ‘bikini’,” Dee Dee bashfully admitted.  “And the fashion styles where I’m from are a little different.”“Where exactly do you call home, honey?  A nudist camp?”“For the past few years, I’ve been living on an island, and there’s not a lot of people, so we’re pretty relaxed about what we wear.”

“I knew there was a pretty girl underneath that ugly coat after all,” said Pat.  “And you’re certainly a healthy young thing,” as she admired Dee Dee’s breasts as they glistened from being soaped and washed.  “Are you trying to hide these babies or show ’em off?” teased Pat.  “What-ever you call this thing, it does two jobs at once, and there’s almost nothing to it, in terms of material.”  Pat ran her fingers along Dee Dee’s bikini out of curiousity, having never seen one or the fabric it was made from before.  Feeling Pat’s own sensous form next to her body, and her fingers brushing against her breasts, Dee Dee felt her nipples start to stiffen and become erect.Pat’s eyes widened in amazement, plainly noticing the change to Dee Dee’s nipples.  She moved closer to Dee Dee, admiring her reflection.  Without realizing it, Dee Dee found herself giving Pat a look that said she wouldn’t mind it if Pat continued touching her.Looking at Dee Dee’s backside, Pat could tell that there was little, if any of her rump that wasn’t tanned a delicious golden brown.  “And you’ve got such a nice tan.”  She brought her gaze back to Dee Dee’s breasts, proudly filling out the bikini top.  Her bikini wasn’t covering all that much of Dee Dee’s melons, and every inch of the succulent globes that were visible were also evenly browned.“You’ll have to show me if this tan of yours really covers all of you,” Pat teased.  “You must be the outdoors type.”  Dee Dee smiled and blushed.  Pat was clearly picking up on Dee Dee’s body language.  Then reality set in.“There’s a time and place for everything, honey.  Unfortunately, my salon at the begin-ning of a business day is neither of those.”  She gave Dee Dee a polite kiss on the cheek.  “I swear, with your tan and that set of knockers, Monk and Ham would go absolutely apeshit if they met you, Dee Dee.”“Who in the world are they?”“Two of my cousin’s associates or aides.  They’re great guys and they’re good at their jobs, but they’ve got one problem: they never met a girl that they didn’t like, or a skirt that they didn’t want to chase.  The only thing they like better than meeting a new female is to be the one who dates her first before the other one can.”  Pat gave Dee Dee a playful swat on her butt.“Finish cleaning yourself up, and then pick something out of these to wear.  I’ll be waiting for you out in front.”
As Dee Dee surveyed Pat’s clothes, she was grateful that the skirts went below the knees, and the top was a little large for her, since it would make hiding what she had a little easier.  She tore one of the towels into thin strips, fashioning a makeshift garter belt and securing her cock to one of her thighs.  “As long as I don’t get a hard-on, things should be okay,” she thought, and breathed a sigh of relief.  “If things had gone any further between Pat and myself, she would’ve found out all about me right then and there.”Dee Dee strode out to the entrance of the salon.  Pat and the other girls looked at her approvingly and gave some polite applause.  “Hard to believe you’re the same little tramp I found curled up at my front door this morning,” she good-naturedly teased.  “Now you look like a woman again.  There’s a nice diner around the corner.  We’ll get something to eat, and then you can tell me all your secrets.”  Just then, the front door to the salon opened.“Hi ya, Pat.  Who’s yer charming new friend?”  Standing in the doorway were two striking individuals.  One was an immaculately dressed man in a three-piece suit, carrying a breifcase in one hand and a cane in the other.  The other was a short, but powerfully built man with a face that looked like it could scare babies, but still had an ear-to-ear grin.  His arms were longer than his legs, coarse red hair that looked like rusty shingle nails were on his wrist and a denser blanket of hair the same color also covered his head.Pat grimaced and covered her face with one hand, and gave an embarrassed smile.  “Dee Dee, this is Monk and Ham.  What are you two doing here, at this time of the day?”“You asked us to drop by, so you could sign the business documents you had me draw up for you for your salon,” replied Ham.“Good grief, that’s right…I completely forgot about that,” admitted Pat.“Pleased to meetcha, beautiful,” said Monk, extending one hairy hand to Dee Dee.“Pay no attention to my rougish companion,” said Ham.  “He has a wife and thrirteen half-witted children at home.”“Yer just sore because there weren’t any traffic accidents, and you couldn’t find an ambulance to chase, you overdressed shyster,” grumbled Monk.“Pleased to meet the two of you, I’m sure,” said Dee Dee as she shook their hands politely.“Don’t say I didn’t try to warn you about these two,” muttered Pat.  “Okay, put a lid on it, you guys.  As long as you’re already here, follow us to the diner.”  She turned to the other girls who ran her salon.  “We’ll be back later this morning.”
Once the four of them were seated in a booth at the diner, coffee was served as they waited for their meals.  Ham began spreading out the legal papers for Pat to look over and sign.  Dee Dee found that the longer she looked at Monk, she found his homely features were actually becoming easier to look at, and he had an infectious grin.  Monk couldn’t resist the opportunity to flirt and chat with a pretty new girl, especially when Ham was occupied with Pat and the legal papers.  Using his incredibly long arms, Monk simply couldn’t resist feeling Dee Dee’s legs beneath the table, through her skirt.Dee Dee didn’t mind the touch of Monk’s hand on her legs, and was bored with the legal jargon Ham was subjecting Pat to.  She found herself smiling at Monk, until his hand reached too far and felt something completely unexpected between her legs…her huge cockhead.Monk’s face had a shocked expression and his eyes popped wide open.  Dee Dee knew she had to cut this situation off quickly.  Pretending to be embarrassed and alarmed.  “Why, Monk!  What do you think you’re doing?  I thought that you were supposed to be such a gentle-man…” she exclaimed.This caused Monk to lurch backward and upwards at the same time, unexpectedly.  His huge shoulders jarred the table they were sitting at, and also bumped into Ham, causing him to spill hot coffee on himself and Monk.“What do you think you’re doing, you hairy misanthrope?” exclaimed Ham, as the coffee stained his new suit.“What the heck’s gotten in to you, Monk?” blurted Pat.“Howlin’ calamities, she’s got a…I mean she’s a…” babbled Monk as he stared at Dee Dee.  He couldn’t blurt out what he thought he’d felt on Dee Dee, especially in a crowded diner.  Dee Dee tried to diffuse the situation to a degree.“Why Monk, Pat told me that you moved fast around women, but I had no idea…”  She turned her head so that only Monk could see it, and gave him a quick wink.  “I thought you’d at least wait until our first date…”“But I thought she had…I mean she must be…” protested Monk.“Never mind that, you hairy mistake of nature,” snapped Ham.  “Just look at what you’ve done to my new suit…”“Be quiet, the both of you!” hissed Pat.  “I knew it was a bad idea letting the two of you near a pretty girl you hadn’t met before, and this simply proves my point.”  She began gathering up the legal papers Ham had spread out on the table.“But Pat, you still need to read and sign these papers…” said Ham.“And that’s just what I’m gonna do…in private,” retorted Pat.  “You’re the one who always told me to never sign a legal document, unless I’d read it and understood it, right?”  A forlorn look and a nod were all Ham could manage.  “The two you need to skeedaddle, and clean your-selves up.  Monk, it’s a good thing Clark is off at his ‘fortress’ studying up on things, or he’d put your rear in a sling for acting like this.  I’ll drop these papers off at Clark’s office later this week.”Pulling Monk out of the booth by the ear like a parent would an unruly child, Ham glared at him as they stormed out of the eatery.  “I don’t know what’s gotten into you lately…”“But I could’ve sworn she had a…” protested Monk.  “She must be some kind of…”  His stream of exclamations was cut off by the diner door shutting. After some apologies and a tip to the waitress for the inconvenience, Dee Dee and Pat found themselves seated in another booth, this time on opposite sides.  Taking no chances, Dee Dee crossed her legs, and hid her cock as best as she could between them.Pat stuffed all of the documents into a large manila folder, and set it aside.  “Welcome to life in the Big Apple, Dee Dee.  And believe me, this is a ‘good week’ for Monk and Ham.  You can’t say that I didn’t try and warn you about those two.”“They’re not so bad, once you get to know them.  But you weren’t kidding when you said that they don’t waste any time when they meet a new girl.”“You can say that again,” said Pat as she sipped her coffee, and the waitress brought their meals.  “Now, where were we?  Oh, yes.  Dig into your beakfast Dee Dee, and then vou can start telling me all your secrets…”

Scattered To The Winds: Part 2 – Tiffany and Clyda

Tiffany and Clyda came to their senses, and stared at their new surroundings.  The dense foliage and humidity instantly told them that they were in some type of rainforest location.

“Good frigging grief,” exclaimed Tiffany, as she gazed at the thick green canopy, and listening to the sounds of insects and animals.  “It’s probably a safe bet that we’re not on the Island anymore.”

“You really think so, love…?” Clyda replied sarcastically.  “But if you start making any bloody ‘Tarzan’ jokes, I’m liable to forget that we’re friends.”

“Okay, I’m sorry for stating the obvious.  That storm the Enchantress conjured up, really did a number on us.”

“So what do we do now?”

“We have to get out of here…wherever here is…and find civilization.  Then we’ll see about trying to get back to the Island.”

“Sounds like a plan to me,” agreed Clyda.  “I can hear a river flowing somewhere nearby.”

“Maybe there’ll be people there, or it should lead to some type of town,” said Tiffany.

The two women had not gone very far, when they suddenly found themselves circled by a number of female warriors.  Their spears and arrows were aimed directly at them.  One of them made a gesture with one arm, and then pointed in a direction with her spear.

“Looks like there’s been a change in plans,” muttered Tiffany under her breath.  “Please don’t make any ‘amazon’ jokes now, Clyda.”

“Just as long as you don’t say ‘take me to your leader’…” hissed Clyda.

The girl who appeared to be the leader of the amazon party said something harsh, and two of the other women each gave Tiffany and Clyda a whack on the rump with the blunt end of their spears.  They each held a finger to their lips.  It was obvious they wanted quiet from their two prisoners.

After they had marched for twenty minutes, the group came to a small village in the middle of the rainforest.  Women who were already there scurried off to alert whoever was in charge about the new arrivals.  Two new women soon emerged from different huts.

One was a very tall, well over six-foot muscular looking girl with dark brown skin.  She had various markings painted on her face and arms that seemed to signify a position of importance.  Judging by her appearance, she was probably the leader of the warrior section of the tribe or village.  As she stared at Tiffany and Clyda, she made no attempt to conceal the lust and desire she felt as she took in their figures.  She wore a hand-woven skirt around her waist, as she strode forward to closely inspect the two new women.  She lowered herself to a squatting pose, ogling Clyda and Tiffany closely from the ground up.  Her eyes widened in surprise as her gaze traveled past their crotches, and she gave Tiffany and Clyda a sexy wink.  Moving upwards, she gave an even bigger smile as she took in both girls’ huge breasts, clearly on display in their bikini tops.  As she stood up to await the arrival of the other woman, they could easily tell that there was some type of large bulging object swaying between her legs and barely covered by the fabric.  Tiffany and Clyda’s own cocks were at their more manageable sizes, and hardly noticeable beneath their skirts.

From the other side of the village came a woman who seemed to be the queen or leader, judging by the respect the other woman showed her, and followed closely behind her.  As she came closer, Tiffany and Clyda could see that this woman had a lighter brown skin than the others.  Her face was beautiful, with full wide lips that made a breathtaking smile as she stood in front of them.  As attractive as her face was, it was her figure that absolutely amazed Tiffany and Clyda.  Tiffany was known for having one of the biggest sets of breasts from her time in mainstream porn, but this girl had a set that was at least several cup sizes larger than hers.  Her tits were huge and gravity defying, held in front of her chest by a handmade bikini top.  The leader’s breasts had enormous nipples, the edges of which weren’t completely covered by the fabric.  They had to be at least five inches across.

The leader didn’t get as close as the first girl, but she eyed Tiffany and Clyda from top to bottom and smiled, obviously liking what she saw.  She backed away several steps, and then said something to the first girl, making her back up and take a position next to her.  Then she turned and spoke to some of the other girls.  They trotted off to another hut and returned with a small wooden chest.  Inside were numerous vials filled with colored liquids as well as various substances ground into powder.  The leader and the warrior woman lowered their heads and spoke quietly for a moment.  Then the leader began mixing and combining various ingredients, until she had a small quantity of blue liquid.  She poured it into two small cups and came forward to Tiffany and Clyda, handing one to each of them.  It was plain she wanted them to drink the liquid.

Just the appearance of the liquid nearly made Tiffany and Clyda nauseous, to say nothing of the aroma.  Realizing that they had no choice, they nodded and gulped down the liquid.  Tiffany immediately thought her stomach was going to reject the vile liquid, as she and Clyda had to collapse into a sitting position, and their vision seemed to fade and blur for a moment.  After a few anxious moments, their stomachs settled, and they both began to feel better.

“I’m sorry if it tasted bad, but that’s the way the ‘babel serum’ works,” said a female voice.

“Tasted bad…?  Honey you’ve gotta be kidding me…” Tiffany blurted out, before she realized she could understand whoever was speaking to her.  The leader woman was squatting in front of her.

“I’m Angelique, the leader or ‘queen’ of these women.  The tall girl is Suzana, leader of my warriors.”  Suzana gave a lusty smile at Tiffany and Clyda.  “I’m afraid she doesn’t talk very much.”

“I’m Tiffany and this is Clyda.  I guess it’s obvious that we’re not from around here.”

“We really appreciate the kindness that you’ve shown us,” said Clyda.  “But we need to try and find our way back to our home.”

“There will be time for that in the future,” said Angelique.  “You don’t want to be alone in the rainforest at night.  Besides, Suzana and I want to get to know you much better.”  She leaned forward, showing off the most incredible cleavage that either girl had ever seen.

Tiffany and Clyda could only smile and accept the invitation.  Considering where they were, there were certainly worse ways to spend time in the wilderness.  Angelique rose and directed some of the women to prepare the evening meal.  Suzana turned and bent over to adjust the straps of her sandals.  As she did so, her skirt rose up, and Tiffany and Clyda could clearly see the thick shaft and head of her cock.  Even limp, it was easily as thick as their wrist and came almost to Suzana’s knee.  Knowing that the two new women had seen her tool on display, Suzana gave them a lascivious smile, and strode off to her hut.

“Good grief, I thought Ebony was huge…” gasped Tiffany.

“Suzana’s mother was a sorceress, which is why she has what she’s got between her legs,” said Angelique.  “And Suzana also has what you might call ‘second sight’.  That’s why Suzana gave you a peek at what she has, because she could sense a kindred spirit in you two.”  They could only manage embarassed smiles as Angelique stood up and admired Tiffany and Clyda’s figures, running her fingers over their crotches.  “The two of you are definitely much more than what you appear to be.  After dinner, we shall speak of many things.  As long as the two of you are our guests, there shall be no secrets between us.”  She turned and walked off to supervise the preparation of the evening meal.

“So much for keeping a ‘low profile’ among the bloody natives,” said Clyda in a hushed voice.  “That big girl knew what we were all about, without us even taking off all of our clothes.”

“Just go with the flow for now,” whispered Tiffany.  “It’s obvious that this tribe of women are something special, with that gunk they gave us that let us understand them.  Maybe they can help us get back to the Island sooner than we thought.”

Later that night, dinner was served and Tiffany and Clyda were amazed at the quality and quantity of food to be found from what appeared to be an isolated village in a rainforest.  After everyone had eaten their fill, Angelique stood up in front of everyone as they gathered in a clearing in front of a large bonfire.  She had removed all her garments except for a small patch of fabric covering her crotch, and her homemade bikini-bra, trying in vain to cover her enormous nipples.  The flickering firelight made the incredible curves of Angelique’s body look even more voluptuous.  She turned towards a hut outside the edge of the bonfire.  “Suzana…we are ready for you,” she called out.

Suzana strode into the clearing before the fire, and stood next to Angelique.  With her hair combed, and her ‘war paint’ gone from her body, she was a strikingly attractive woman.  She was well muscled without being so over-developed as female bodybuilders were wont to be.  While nowhere near as busty as Angelique, Tiffany or Clyda, she had an ample set of breasts in her ‘bikini top’ fashioned from the same material as Angelique’s.

Angelique leaned close to her, and gave a quick kiss, and then whispered something into Suzana’s ear.  Then she moved away and took a seat squatting on the groud next to Clyda and Tiffany.  “Now you shall truly see the ‘gift’ that Suzana has…” she whispered.

Suzana turned and stared directly at Tiffany and Clyda, greeting them with a wide smile.  She spoke several words in a foreign tongue and the ‘bra’ she was wearing disappeared, revealing her full breasts.  Clyda and Tiffany’s eyes popped open in surprise.

“You haven’t seen anything yet,” whispered Angelique.  Suzana was doing what appear-ed to be deep breathing exercises.  She spoke some other words in the same strange tongue, and the knot which held her skirt in place was untied, as if by invisible hands and then was was whisked away out of sight.  Her huge dark cock hung down at least a foot, nearly grazing her kneecap.  Then, knowing she had a captive audience besides just Angelique, Clyda and Tiffany, Suzana further focused her mental powers and began to bring herself to an erection.From a dish near the fire, Suzana took out a scoop of white cream and spread it all over her cock and balls.  It tingled as it was quickly absorbed and she began to stroke herself.  Suzana could feel an electric tingling in her cock and balls.  She continued to pull and stroke as her cock began grow and thicken in her hands.  Her balls felt heavier and they grew and drop-ped lower. Suzana pulled on her massive cock, holding it straight out from her waist, taking a moment to gaze upon the eighteen inch long, three inch thick rod she was now sporting with lust in her eyes. As her huge member continued to grow, Suzana held it up against her abdomen as the great cockhead stretched past her belly button, past her sternum before finally reaching a haltwhere the massive head lay between the soft flesh of her breasts.  Tiffany and Clyda could see the huge twin orbs of Suzana’s balls, each one now almost the size of a softball.  The mere sight of Suzana’s monster cock caused Angelique to become wet between her legs, and Tiffany and Clyda were breathing hard and coming close to losing control.Thick veins sprouted on Suzana’s shaft as more blood poured into it and it thickened.  The shaft began to lift, getting harder and harder, now twenty-eight inches long, and nearly four inches thick, pointing up and out at 45 degrees, as it continued to grow. Suzana moaned as she watched her immense dong get even larger and thicker, beyond anything Tiffany or Clyda had imagined she might have.  Now it was a yard long, and precum began to ooze from a pisshole the size of penny and the clear, slippery fluid sliped slowly down Suzana’s rock-hard shaft.  She knew she had to wait until Angelique gave her the signal to begin further fun and games, but she contented herself with lifting the huge cockhead to her lips and licking off the delicious precum
“Good bloody grief,” panted Clyda.  “I think she might be even bigger than Ebony…”

“She’s freaking enormous, that’s for certain,” added Tiffany, trying to maintain her control.“And now that Suzana has shown you her ‘gift’,” said Angelique, “I think it’s only fair that you two respond in kind.”  For a moment, Tiffany and Clyda tried to feign modesty, until Angel-ique looked them directly in the eye.  “Remember what I said earlier about there being no secrets between us?”  The two new arrivals nodded meekly as one.  “Stand up please, ladies.”Tiffany and Clyda stood before the asembled women of the tribe.  Their eyes were riveted on their full breasts bulging in their bikini tops.  Angelique then spoke some words in the same strange tongue as Suzana, and Tiffany and Clyda’s bikini tops were unknotted and removed as if by invisible hands.  By now they were long since used to performing in front of an audience, but Angelique’s strange powers were still unnerving to them.  Approving looks and nods and comments came from all directions as the crowd admired their taut stomachs and full breasts.“And now for the finishing touch,” said Angelique, as she spoke more of the foreign tongue.  Clyda and Tiffany’s skrts were unfastened and removed themselves from around their waists.  They had been so engrossed watching Suzana, each girl was surprised to see that their cocks had already grown to eight inches long and two inches wide as they hung between their legs.  They gave each other a surprised look as neither could remember relaxing the mental control over their member.Tiffany began gently caressing Clyda’s tits, tantalizing her hard nipples with the tip of her tongue.  Clyda began to squirm, and Tiffany felt something hot and hard rub against her leg. Looking down, she saw that Clyda’s inflating member was getting rock hard. Angelique repositioned herself for a better view as Tiffany stroked Clyda’s body, running her hands affectionately up and down her.  Mesmerized, Suzanna came close as she watched both of their cocks begin to thicken and lengthen.  Both girls’ shafts filled with blood, and began to rise out and up from their crotch.  Angelique could see that the growth of their erections was rapidly springing forth as she grew even more aroused watching them.Longer and longer Tiffany and Clyda’s shafts grew, rising into the air as they stiffened. Thicker and thicker each pole grew, their girth quickly reaching and surpassing the size of a soda can.  Angelique watched with awe as their mighty appendages extended, and rose.  Each enormous cock reared up, standing proudly and defiantly.  Tiffany and Clyda were each easily over two feet in length, as Angelique closed a hand around their girth, and finding that her fingers didn't touch.
Angelique looked at Clyda and Tiffany with a mix of awe and fear.  Finally, abandoning all reservations, she began running her tongue over its length, and ran both hands up and down the mighty shafts, before some grunting from Suzana behind her brought her to attention.“As you can tell, Suzana is the only one of our tribe who is ‘gifted’,” Angelique said with an embarrassed smile.  “She’s quite anxious to make love to another creature like herself…and many of the other women in the tribe will want to spend time with you as well.”Realizing that there was no practical way to refuse their advances without casuing a serious offense, Clyda and Tiffany smiled, with Tiffany moving over and embracing Suzana first, and Angelique began swallowing Clyda’s cockhead in her mouth.“At least I’ve had practice with someone this huge when I did it with Ebony and Rhiannon back on the Island,” thought Tiffany.  “As long as Dee Dee’s pills don’t wear off, we should be able to survive a night with this sexual monster called Suzana.”Clyda smiled and embraced Angelique.  “It’s not too often that I meet someone who’s got an even bigger set than I do, love.”  Her hands groped and fondled Angelique’s knockers, and the huge nipples began to stiffen as her passion for Clyda rose.  Angelique’s two hands found Clyda’s shaft and balls, bringing both women to a higher state of arousal.

Scattered To The Winds: Part 3 – Rhiannon and Vantha

Rhiannon and Vantha awoke in the grass and mud outside of what appeared to be an inn or tavern.  The town or village they were in was incredibly old, as there were no signs of power lines or autos, and the people seemed to be dressed in styles that were ancient looking.

“Where the hell are we…?” muttered Rhiannon, as she tried to rise to a sitting position.  “This place looks like something straight out of a Renaissance Fair…”

“Not so loud…” moaned Vantha.  “And tell them to stop the ride that we’re on.  Every-thing’s spinning around like crazy.”

“Well, we’re not on the Island, that’s for sure.  Somehow our translator devices are still working.”  The colored bauble still gave off a soft glow as it translated the rowdy sounds inside the tavern into words she and Vantha could understand.

“Yeah, but the video seems to be out on it.  We’re gonna be our normal height to every-one.”

“So much for being able to blend in with the locals…”  Rhiannon turned her head, as she heard the sound of a rider on horseback turn the corner, and came to a stop in front of them.  The abrupt stop from horse’s hooves caused some mud to splatter onto Vantha and Rhiannon.

The new arrival was a beautiful redheaded woman.  A cloak covered part of her against the chill, but a long-sleeved garment that seemed as if it were made of chainmail was visible beneath it.

“Ho, ladies!  I see that the party inside has started without me, judging by the sounds.  Why are you two lying like that outside?  You couldn’t hold your ale?”

It had taken a few moments, but Rhiannon was starting to feel normal again, not to men-tion aggravated at the Enchantress or whoever had tossed she and Vantha into this new situation.  She rose and began flicking the mud off of her clothes where she could see it.

“Listen, ‘red’.  We just got here and we’re obviously new in town.”  Rhiannon was almost back to feeling normal, but she needed to grasp the reins of the horse to steady herself as she rose.  Startled by her actions and her heavy weight, the animal started to rear up.  Rhiannon exerted herself and pulled down strongly and firmly with one hand, bringing it back down onto four legs again.  The she extended an arm, cradling the horse’s neck and stroking it, calming the alarmed animal.  “Easy, big fella.  Nobody’s gonna hurt you,” she whispered to the horse.  Both the rider and her steed were amazed at the raw strength that Rhiannon possessed.Rhiannon then rose to her full height of seven feet, almost looking at her eye to eye while she was still on her horse.  “We’d really appreciate it, if you could help us get acclimated to our new surroundings.”

“Zounds, but you must’ve been the biggest one in your village!” exclaimed the rider as she took in Rhiannon’s size and figure.  She dismounted from her horse.  She stood nearly six-foot, her body was limber and well-muscled and she extended a hand in friendship.  “I’m Sonja, from Hyrkania.”  Blank stares were on the faces of Vantha and Rhiannon, as the name of Sonja’s homeland meant nothing to them.

“I’m Rhiannon, and this is Vantha,” she replied as she shook Sonja’s hand.  “I don’t know where Hyrkania is, but we’re from even further away than that.”

“We’re from a land called ‘Vectra’,” added Vantha.  Rhiannon gave her a mild nudge with her elbow.  It wouldn’t do to start blurting out unnecessary information to strangers.

“I’ve never heard of your land either,” said Sonja.  “But just because I’ve never been there doesn’t mean it doesn’t exist.  I’m famished after a long day’s ride, and I’ll wager that you two could use a good meal too.”

“You took the words right out of my mouth,” said Rhiannon.

“But we don’t have any coins or whatever passes for money around here…” said Vantha.

“My purse is nearly empty also,” said Sonja.  She looked at Rhiannon’s muscular figure and then at Vantha.  “Follow me ladies.  Let me do the talking, and go along with whatever I pro-pose.  If the two of you really are as strong as you look, we’ll have our meal and rooms paid for in no time…”

Soon, the three women waited for a meal grudgingly provided by the patrons in the tavern.  With Sonja doing the talking, she had wagered several gold coins that no one could beat Vantha or Rhiannon in an arm wrestling contest.  No one was foolish enough to take on Rhiannon with her overly muscular build, but two headstrong men had quickly gone down in defeat to Vantha, thanks to her size and Vectran strength.

Following Sonja’s lead, more money was added to their purse when Rhiannon bet sev-eral gold coins that she could down a tankard of ale faster than any man there.  After downing her second tankard and sending another man away in defeat, Rhiannon sat down heavily on the bench.  Thanks to her Vectran physiology, it nuetralized most of the potency of the ale, but the powerful liquor was still a shock to her system.

“Holy shit, this stuff packs a wallop…” as she let out a belch, and her stomach began to feel better.  “What the hell is in this, anyway?”

Vantha leaned closer and took a whiff of the aroma.  “Yeow!  The engine cleaner on the Delphi 4 isn’t as strong as this stuff…”

“I’ve no idea what an ‘engine’ is, but the two of you say the most amazing things,” chuck-led Sonja.  “By the way, be careful not to spill any of that ale on the bench…it takes the paint right off it…”

Rhiannon and Vantha stared at each other with dumbfounded expressions.  Then they could see a slight wink from Sonja.  “Aah…what the heck.  She’s drinking just as much of this stuff as anybody else here…” muttered Rhiannon.  “Down the hatch,” as she toasted her mug with Vantha’s.  “It’s not all that bad, once you get used to it…”“If we ever get back to Hyrkania, I’ll take you to a place I know, and we’ll do some proper drinking.  None of this goat piss they serve here.”

“You mean to say you actually drink stuff that’s stronger than this malted battery acid…?”  Rhiannon and Vantha’s eyes widened in amazement. “Thanks for the offer, Sonja, but Vantha and I have no plans to commit suicide.”

“Live life to the fullest, because you never know what tomorrow will bring, I always say.  And thanks to you two, my horse is boarded in the stable, our meal and a room for the night is already taken care of, and we still have a few coins left over.”  A serving girl brought a platter of food to their table.  “I hope that the two of you like roast boar…”

“I’m so hungry, I could eat a horse,” said Vantha.

“Be careful what you wish for,” Rhiannon muttered under her breath.  “That may actually be on the menu here.”

“Eat up, girls,” said Sonja.  “Tomorrow, we’ll see a wizard I know who owes me a favor, and we’ll see what he can do about trying to help you find your way home."

Several hours later, the three women had eaten their fill, with Rhiannon drinking even more of the ale, once she acquired a taste for it.  While she wasn’t completely incapacitated, Sonja and Vantha still had to help her up the stairs to their room for the night.

“Whose wretched idea was it to start singing a song called ’99 bottles of ale on the wall’?” moaned Sonja, as she and Vantha struggled up the stairs with Rhiannon.  “And then insisted on trying to finish it?”

“Well, once some of the men joined in, we kind of had to…” said Vantha.

“Yeah, where’d you learn how to sing, ‘r-e-d-d-d’?” It came out as half-spoken, half-belch from Rhiannon.  “Did ya take lessons from your horse?”

Sonja glared at her, as she caught Rhiannon’s outburst at point-blank range in her face.  “The next time you carry on like this, you can spend the night with my horse in the stable,” she muttered as she fumbled for the key to unlock the door to their room.  “This is home for the night, ladies…”

“Hmmm…not exactly the ‘ritz’, but I guess it’ll have tuh do…” murmured Rhiannon, as Sonja and Vantha helped her through the doorway.

“Is your friend always like this?” asked Sonja.  “Thanks the gods, we only had to go up one flight of stairs.”

“She’ll be fine tomorrow, once we get her to bed,” replied Vantha.  She frowned as she surveryed their room.  “Only one bed, even if it is big enough for two…”

“It was the only room left, and it’s only for one night,” said Sonja.  “Let me hang my cloak, and then get out of this outfit.”  She walked away towards the window.  With no one supporting her on one side, Rhiannon fell like a tree, landing loudly on the bed.  “Good grief…I hope she doesn’t wreck the bed…I don’t want to have pay for damages here…”

“Give me a hand, and help me get her to one side.  Even if she does outrank me, she doesn’t get the whole bed to herself.”  Grunting with the effort it took, Sonja and Vantha barely managed to move Rhiannon so she was lying on only one side of the bed.

“Take the extra cushions, and make yourself as comfortable as you can on the floor.”  Vantha stared at her in amazement.  “Don’t look at me like that, girl.  If it wasn’t for me, you two would probably be spending the night outside.”

Vantha glared at Sonja, but was too tired to argue about it.  “All right…it’s only for one night.  But don’t make a habit out of this.”

As she slept during the night, Rhiannon’s head began to clear slightly, and her mind began conjuring up erotic dreams.  Thanks to the effects of the ale, her mental control over her body lessened, and her cock and balls appeared between her legs, quickly growing to its full size and hardness.  Rhiannon began fondling her shaft and mumbling sexily to her dream lover.

“Could you please not talk in your sleep?” groaned Sonja.  “We’ve got to get an early start tomorrow, and this isn’t helping…”

“Okay, honey…” moaned Rhiannon.  Without consciously realizing where she was at, or who she was with, she rolled over, with the shaft of her cock landing on Sonja’s thigh with a smack of flesh on flesh.

In the darkened room, Sonja’s eyes snapped open as she felt the touch of another per-son on her body.  “Tarim’s breath…either remove your hand from me, or be prepared to lose it…”  There was no mistaking the menace in her voice.

A drunken giggle ecaped Rhiannon’s lips.  “Thash not my hand, sister…”

“By all the gods, what in the world do you think you’re doing?” exclaimed Sonja.

By now, the sounds of unrest had awakened Vantha, and she fumbled about to light a candle to see what was happening.  As the flame illuminated the room, Rhiannon and Sonja were on their knees on opposite sides of the bed.  Rhiannon wasn’t fully awake, but her cock was fully erect, and Sonja was staring at her in disbelief.

“In the name of Mitra, what kind of demon or she-beast are you?” she blurted out.

“Shhh!  Are you two trying to wake everyone up and get us thrown out of here?” hissed Vantha.

“What the hell’s the matter with you?  Haven’t you ever seen a cock before?” grumbled Rhiannon.

“Of course I have, you oaf!  But only on men!  What are you, some kind of centaur?”

“Don’t knock it, if you haven’t tried it, honey,” retorted Rhiannon.  Still not completely awake, a part of her mind was still thinking that this might be part of her erotic dreams.

Suddenly, Sonja reached down and found her sword.  Her eyes narrowed and she glared at Rhiannon.  “Come one step closer, and I shall carve a new pisshole in that one-eyed snake between your legs.”  She slapped the shaft of Rhiannon’s cock with the flat of her blade.  The feeling of cold steel abruptly brought Rhiannon fully awake, and she realized the delicate situa-tion that she was in.

Rhiannon tried to back away after feeling Sonja’s blade, and promptly landed on her butt on the floor.  She began cursing and Vantha quickly clamped her hand over her mouth to muffle her exclamation.

“Not so loud, chief, or we’ll all be sleeping outside tonight,” whispered Vantha.  After some angry grumbling, Rhiannon glared at her, and then plucked Vantha’s hand away from her mouth.

“All right, wait just a damned minute.”  Rhiannon stood up, massaged her sore behind and brought her mind to concentrate on controlling her body.  Ordinarily, she wouldn’t waste a raging hard-on like she had now without some kind of sexual activity, with or without a partner.  But tonight was different to say the least, and after a moment of intense mental effort, her cock and balls vanished from between her legs.  “There…is that any better?”

Sonja’s eyes popped open in surprise, and her sword fell from her hand and landed on the bed.  She rubbed her knuckles at her eyes and shook her head.  “That ale they serve down-stairs must’ve been stronger than I thought…I’m seeing things.”

Rhiannon took a deep breath and composed herself.  “You weren’t seeing things, Sonja.  Vantha and I really do have the ability to change and transform parts of our bodies.”

“Then you must both be some type of wizard or sorceress!”

“We’re from very far away from here, and we’re different to say the least.  And if that’s the easiest way for you to deal with us, I’ll go along with that reasoning for the time being.”  Sonja was still staring at her icily, but at least she wasn’t waving a sword at Rhiannon’s vital parts.  “I didn’t realize that all of that ale was going to affect me like it did, and I’m sorry for the rude awakening.”

“I said earlier that I’d take you to a wizard who might be able to help you, and I pride my-self on being a woman of my word.  But if either of you try anything like that on me again,” she picked up her sword, “I won’t be giving any warnings.”

“Let’s all go back to sleep so we can get a fresh start for tomorrow,” said Vantha.

“I quite agree with you,” replied Sonja.  “But since the two of you are so familiar with each other, I’ll ‘rough it’ and spend the night on the floor.”  She turned and faced Rhiannon.  “And if you should happen to become ‘aroused’ again during the night, I’d suggest you visit my stallion down in the stable.  The two of you are roughly the same size between the legs…although he might be a touch better looking.”

Rhiannon frowned at Sonja, but kept her temper in check, not wanting to cause any further disturbance.  Behind her, Vantha was struggling to keep from laughing.

“C’mon, ‘Mr. Ed’.  Let’s hit the sack, and try to not get us thrown out of here tonight.”

Rhiannon stared at Vantha with a quizzical look.

“Barocca showed me how to get Netflix on the starship, and I’ve been watching some old Earth TV shows.  ‘Mr. Ed’ was a TV series about a talking horse…”

For a moment, Rhiannon gave Vantha a look that promised mayhem, and then softened ever so slightly.  “Just wait’ll I get you back on the Delphi 4, smart ass…”

As Sonja made herself comfortable on some cushions on the floor, she tried to process all the odd events of the past several hours.  “No doubt about it,” she thought.  “I’ve got to stop being so trusting and helpful to complete strangers…”

Scattered To The Winds: Part 4 – Jordan and Lori

Jordan awoke lying next to the outside of a building, in a small town.  Judging by the pieces of conversation she could pick up, she recognized the language as Spanish, and could understand brief words and phrases from having taken it in school.  “Great.  This narrows where I’m at down to only the Western Hemisphere, if I’m lucky,” she thought.

As she stood up and began to dust herself off, she noticed that she had a companion.  She had never met her before, but the other woman had hair so blonde that it was almost white, fine aquiline features and eyes that were an icy blue color that Jordan had never seen before.  She too stood up, trying to make sense of her new surroundings.

“By all the gods,” exclaimed the Enchantress.  “Where in the world are we?”

“At a guess, I’d say Mexico, or possibly South America,” said Jordan.  There was a blank stare from the Enchantress, as she was not familiar with Earth geography.  “You know…on planet Earth?” teased Jordan.

Grief and indignation rushed across the Enchantress’ face, as she realized what had happened to her.  “The all-father was actually serious…he has actually banished me to Earth, with you mortals…”

“I’m not any happier than you are about this situation, lady,” said Jordan, as she began to realize who she was with.  “And if you are who I think you are, be glad you’re only with me.  There’s a whole island full of amazons, who’ve got a bone to pick with you for the things you’ve done recently.”

“Be silent, you insolent brat, before you incur my wrath!  In fact, a simple spell should put you in your place, and show you who is truly the master here…”  She waved her hands to form a glyph and cast a spell, but nothing happened.  Then the horrifying truth of the all-father’s last words rang in her ears.  She was completely powerless!

“Am I supposed to be impressed?” retorted Jordan.  Then she exercised her mental control and let herself grow to her larger form of seven feet.  Towering over the Enchantress, Jordan locked hands with her, and lifted her bodily off the ground, so she could look her in the eyes.  "You deserve a royal ass-kicking for some of the things you’ve done,” she growled.

The Enchantress defiantly braced her legs against the wall, and matched Jordan in strength.  While her mystical powers were gone, her own physical strength as an immortal made her an equal match for Jordan in her larger form.

“You may find that task more difficult than you imagine,” she hissed.  “But for the time being, I suggest that we settle our differences elsewhere.  We are attracting attention…”

Jordan could see passerbys staring at them from her peripheral vision.  “Okay.  Until later, bitch…”  She released the Enchantress, and when no one was watching, she resumed her normal size.

After walking up and down some of the streets, their tempers had cooled and the two women had agreed to a temporary truce, and formed a plan of action that neither was proud of.  Noticing clothing hanging out to dry on lines, they quickly stole some garments so that they could at least pass for close to normal looking.Later, Jordan undid several buttons on her top, causing the Enchantress to stare at her in disbelief.  “I thought the idea was to not draw attention to ourselves?” she asked icily.“Trust me, it’s the perfect camoflage for our next move.  Just watch.”  She then entered a small market and pretended to ask directions from the clerk at the counter.  He was so engross-ed with staring at her cleavage, the Enchantress felt that she could have taken a full shopping cart out of the store, but she settled on just some sandwiches and drinks.  They sat at an outdoor table in a courtyard among other people and ate, trying to plan their next move.  Numerous men gave them looks that hid none of their intentions, and spoke rapidly to them in Spanish.  Jordan glared at them, and waved her middle finger, and they all hurried on towards a building that looked like a saloon at the far end of town.“Even the louts in my own world had better manners, than these,” muttered the Enchan-tress.  “You would think that they had never seen an attractive woman before.”“I know a ‘pickup line’ when I hear one, even if it’s not in English.  They’re all heading towards that building at the end of town.  Let’s go see what all the fuss is about.”  Jordan had finished her food and looked directly at the Enchantress.  “Look, until we can figure out a way to get back to where we each belong, we’re stuck with each other.  We never actually met on the Island, but  I’m Jordan.”“I believe most of you knew me as ‘the Enchantress’, but my given name is Lorelei.”“Well, we have to try and fit in somewhat while we’re here.  If anyone asks, let’s go with just ‘Lori’ for the time being.”The Enchantress made a disgusted face.  “Very well, Jordan.  ‘Lori’ it is for now.”They made it to the end of town, and found that the building that attracted almost every male was decorated with garish signs.“Hmm…‘El lupanar’…‘Casa de putas’.  Even if these weren’t part of my Spanish class, there’s no mistaking the lingo here.  Some things don’t need any translating, Lori.”“I am not unfamiliar with these places, Jordan.  We have them even in my world…”To their surprise, the doorman smiled at them and waved to let them into the club for free.“Must be ‘ladies night’ or some other holiday around here…” muttered Jordan.“Surely you can’t be serious, Jordan,” whispered the Enchantress.  “What do we need with a place like this?”“Unless you’ve got a better idea for a night out?  We’re strangers in town, remember?  With little or no money to our names.”

“All right, Jordan.  But I do not need any spells or powers to foresee that this is not a wise choice.”

They found a table close to the stage, and tried not to notice the stares from the men surrounding them.  Soon a striking woman came onstage, and began introducing the various dancers and strippers.

She was tall, easily over six feet.  Her hair was jet black and tied in a bun on top of her head.  There was a swath of white in the middle of her hair that made her even more memor-able looking.  She wore the top of what was obvously a German military uniform.  But standard uniforms did not include the fishnet stockings and the stiletto heels she wore.  Beneath her uniform top had to be two of the largest breasts in creation, judging from the way they made the fabric bulge and strain.  The hostess knew she had everyone’s attention, and slapped a riding crop against the floor to call for quiet.  She spoke in English with a German accent, oozing with sexual innuendo.

“Velcome to ze ‘casa de putas’, everyone!  Or the ‘stripschuppen’ as we would call it, back in ze fatherland.  I am Gerta, your, hostess for der evening.  It is goot to see so many familiar faces in der audience…including some of der fairer sex…” as her gaze saw Jordan and Lori.  “Hello, liebchen.  You two are new in town, ya?”

Jordan just smiled and gave a polite wave, nudging the Enchantress to do the same.

Turning her attention back to the audience, Gerta continued.  “I am your hostess vith the ‘mostess’,” she teased, proudly flaunting her breasts with her hands.  She undid all but the bot-tom button of her uniform, revealing two massive mountains of flesh straining against a simple white dress shirt.  “Remember.  Ze more generous you are vith your tributes to der various girls who perform for you tonight…ze more you vill see of zese...!”  Enthusiastic cheers rained down from the audience.  “Holy shit…I’ll bet she could bust out of that shirt just by breathing hard,” panted Jordan.It was Lori’s turn to nudge Jordan with her elbow.  “You’re behaving just like that poor clerk in the market this afternoon, and acting like you’ve never seen a well-endowed woman before.  Try to show a little more control than the males here, Jordan.”“Und now, ze first act of der evening for your enjoyment… ‘Juicy Lucy’ und her trained Gila monster!”

A variety of acts followed.  Some were girls by themselves; some featured multiple girls; and some featured girls doing things with animals that shocked even Jordan and Lori.  Money was either donated in a large glass bowl, or given personally to the performers in unique styles.  As she promised, Gerta removed more and more of her garments throughout the evening.  Her body was lithe and supple, with no excess fat.  While not musclebound, it was obvous that she was a powerful woman.  When she next appeared, Gerta was wearing only some tiny black panties that covered her snatch, and two sparkling tassles that barely hid her nipples.  Jordan didn’t have a tape measure, but her breasts were easily as big as Tiffany’s or any of the other girls on the Island.

“You haff all been a vunderful audience tonight!” exclaimed Gerta.  “Und as promised, here is your reward for being zo generous tonight.”  She quickly removed the panties covering her crotch, and then the tassles over her nipples, tossing them into the crowd as souvenirs.  As the men gaped in awe at her incredible figure, she spread her arms out and gestured for two of the girls who had performed earlier to join her onstage.  Each girl promptly made love to one of Gerta’s enormous breasts, fondling them and sucking greedily on the nipples.  From there a massive dildo was shoved between Gerta’s tits, and then almost completely buried inside her cunt.

More intense lesbian lovemaking was carried out for another ten minutes.  For a finale, one girl laid on the floor and shoved matching dildos over a foot long almost completely up Gerta’s cunt and ass, like two pistons as she stood facing the audience.  The second girl grab-bed Gerta’s massive tits from behind and began squeezing the nipples like a cow’s udders.  The combination of the two huge dildos ramming in and out of her holes and the attention to her huge breasts was too much for Gerta.  She began screaming in passion in German, and as her voice elevated, streams of milk began spurting out of her engorged nipples, traveling several feet and landing on some of the audience in the closest tables.  Thunderous applause followed along by numerous cheers and raucous comments from the audience.

After a few moments, Gerta composed herself, and stood before the crowd.  I hope zat you haff all enjoyed dat last scene…I know I certainly did!”  More appplause and rowdy sugges-tions followed.  “Und now it is time for der final act of der evening,” she panted.  “Up next are two very special frauleins from America.  If you haff not seem dem before tonight, prepare to be impressed!  I proudly present to you der ‘transwomen’…two girls vith ‘something extra’…Kate und Kaz!”

The lights went out briefly, and when they came on, Gerta had left and two striking women were standing on the stage in skimpy black bikinis.  While not identical twins, it would be hard for someone who didn’t know them to tell them apart.  They had short black hair that was cut in an attractive, almost punkish style.While nowhere near as busty as Gerta, their tits were still fun to look at in their bikini tops.  But the attention of the males in the crowd was drawn to their bikini bottoms.  Even from a dist-ance, it was plain that each girl was packing an enormous bulge between her legs.

“Ya’ll know what ya came here tuh see, right, boys?” called out one of the girls.  She had an accent that was distinctly from somewhere in the deep South.

“You hombres ready tuh see the real stars of this show?” teased the second girl in a nearly identical voice, as she patted her crotch.  “Let’s whip ‘em, out, Kate!”

They promptly ripped off their bikini panties to display two raging hard-ons.  They wiggled their hips, making their cocks point straight upwards.  The heads of their cocks went several inches past their navels, almost touching the bottom of their breasts.  The men gaped in awe at seeing something the size of which ordinarily would only be found between the legs of a horse.

“And just so there’s no confusion amongst ya’ll,” teased Kate.  “Take a look a this!”

Each girl bent down and picked up a ruler from the edge of the stage, which had been planted there sometime during the evening.  Kate and Kaz relaxed the control on their cocks, letting them thrust straight out from their crotch.  Each girl placed a twelve-inch ruler on top of their shaft, and there was at least an inch clear where it joined their body and another inch clear before reaching the tip of the huge cockhead.

“Go on, take a real close look and see if they’re genuine,” said Kaz, as she moved closer to the crowd, waving her cock only inches in front of their panting faces.

“If any of you guys think yer ‘man enough’ to handle these babies, feel free to join us on the stage,” said Kate.  “But I think it’s only fair to warn ya…we play rough!”

“Let’s give these hombres a demonstration, Kaz…”  She assumed a squatting position on the stage.  Her partner promptly lowered her ass onto Kate’s throbbing cock, taking the entire shaft up her hole without even flinching.

“Oh fuck, yeah, I needed this,” exclaimed Kaz.  For a few moments, she squeezed her tits, lifting them to her mouth to suck greedily on her nipples.

“Yer titties are nice, Kaz,” said Kate as she continued to pummel her back door with her shaft.  “But let’s show these folks somethin’ that only gals like us can do!”Kaz pulled her breasts away with her hands and lowered her head and began greedily sucking on her own cockhead, swallowing it with her mouth.

“Atta girl!” panted Kate, as she continued the pistonlike pumping of her partner’s rump.  “Show these folks what they all came tuh see…”  With their panties now off, it was clear that they each had a pussy as well.

“Looks like Dee Dee wasn’t the only one who’s figured out how to give a girl ‘something special’ between her legs,” thought Jordan, as she stared transfixed at the live sex show.

Noticing Jordan’s attention on her, Kaz briefly stopped sucking on her own cock and stared back at her.  “See something ya like, honey child?” she teased.  She inserted the tip of her tongue over an inch into her huge cockhead, pulling out a dollop of precum.  Kaz turned and tilted her head so that Kate could lean close enough to lap up the delicious morsel as it was transferred from tongue to tongue.  Then she turned her attention back to Jordan and Lori.  “Why doncha come over here and join us, darlin’?”

The Enchantress gripped Jordan’s hand underneath the table.  “Remember what you said about keeping a low profile, and ‘fitting in’ around here?” she whispered.

Reluctantly, Jordan knew that she was right…at least for now.  “Maybe some other time,” she said with an embarrassed smile.

“Your loss, honey,” said Kate, as she continued fucking her partner.

“You don’t even look like yer even old enough to be in here, anyway,” said Kaz.  “Watch how us ‘big girls’ do it, and maybe you’ll learn somethin’.”

After several minutes of intense fucking, Kate pulled out of Kaz, and they stood next to each other on the stage, squeezing their balls with one hand and furiously stroking their cocks.  Their shafts were so thick that neither girl could fully enclose it with her hand, and their nuts had swollen to the size of two tennis balls.

“Are ya’ll ready for the mother load?” shouted Kate.

“Sure hope you folks remembered to bring an umbrella!” yelled Kaz.

Huge streams of jism shot out from their cocks, traveling almost ten feet in the air, land-ing on the closest audience members.  Half a dozen shots flew out from their cocks, each more powerful than the last.  Suddenly Kate winked at Kaz, and they both turned so they were facing directly at Jordan and Lori.

“Don’t think we fergot about you and yer girlfriend, darlin’,” said Kaz.

“I sure hope yer makeup is waterproof, honey,” teased Kate.

Jordan and Lori could do nothing but gape in surprise as several splurts of cum hit them squarely in the face and on their clothes.  The Enchantress began to swear in her native lang-uage under her breath, and Jordan was gripping her chair so tightly her knuckles had turned white.  The crowd laughed uproariously at Jordan and Lori’s misfortune, as Kate and Kaz were draining their balls, but their cocks were not showing any signs of being finished so soon.

“We’ll be right back,” Jordan blurted out, and grabbed Lori’s hand.  “C’mon.  We need to visit the ladies room.”

“Aw, don’t leave now,” called Kaz.  “We’re just gettin’ started.”

“We ain’t no ‘one trick pony’,” added Kate.  She gave a loud whistle, and one of the girls who had performed earlier timidly came onstage.  The two strumpets stared at her the way a pack of rabid dogs would look at raw meat thrown in amongst them.

“Just what the doctor ordered…fresh meat!” exclaimed Kate as she eyed the new girl.

“Sure hope that yer health insurance is paid up, cutie…” said Kaz as they advanced towards the new arrival.

Moments later, Jordan and Lori managed to clean themselves off in the ladies washroom.  “Those two sluts on the stage need to be taught a lesson and some manners.”

“For once, I completely agree with you Jordan.  But what is your plan?  If we try to stop whatever they're doing onstage, the crowd in this place may turn on us.”

“We’ll wait until everything is finished, and then introduce ourselves to Gerta.  When she sees what I’ve got between my legs, and I offer to perform here, she’ll forget all about Kate and Kaz.”

The Enchantress had seen Jordan perform on the Island through her mystic abilities and knew she possessed almost as much cock as Kate and Kaz combined.  “Something like that is just what they deserve, Jordan.  Even though you said earlier that you wanted to keep a ‘low profile’ while we are here, I agree with your sentiments.”

“I like to see a live sex show as well as the next girl, but this means war,” growled Jordan.  “And they don’t have any idea that I can change size, if I need to.  I’m saving that as a ‘special surprise’ for those two.”

“I like your spirit, Jordan.  It will be most enjoyable seeing you deal with the two of them.”

“If you want to help me teach one of them some manners, just let me know…”

“I shall leave the ‘rough-housing’ part to you, Jordan.  But I’ll offer my services to Gerta as a bartender.  I can ‘spike’ the drinks to teach Kate and Kaz a lesson, as well as making some new concotions that the patrons here will go wild for.”

“But I thought the ‘all-father’ took away your powers…”

“He only took away my mystical powers, girl.”  She patted a small brown pouch about her waist.  “I still have a number of herbs, spices and pills that I can put to very good use.”

“Sounds like a plan to me.  We’re as clean as we’re likely to get in this place.  Let’s go see what those two oversexed showoffs are up to now.”

Returning to the audience area, it was no surprise that someone else had taken their table.  Jordan and Lori were content to watch from the back row.  “Even I couldn’t shoot off this far, back on the Island during a Milking session,” thought Jordan.

Kate and Kaz were having their way with one of the dancers that they had seen earlier.  Jordan could instantly tell that the two rouge shemales had no ‘tender loving care’ in mind for their partner while they had sex with her.  They were shoving their cocks as far as they could go into the girl, and paying no attention to her squeals of pain and her protests for them to slow down.  Jordan knew from firsthand experience that anyone with a member the size of Kate and Kaz, much less her own, had to take it easy and exercise caution when having sex with a new partner for the first time.

After brutalizing the girl onstage with their cocks for several more minutes, Kate and Kaz pulled out of her and shot off at point blank range onto her face.  Her features were almost fully obliterated by the blasts of cum, and she crawled off on her hands and knees when they had finished draining their balls on her.

“Next!” Kate and Kaz called out together, as they continued to stroke their cocks.  This time, two girls came out onstage, both of them obviously unhappy about being forced to perform with the ‘stars’ of the show.  More relentless sex followed, the only consolation being that these girls only had to deal with one partner, and weren’t forced to endure any double penetrations.  Knowing they weren’t encumbered with another body in the way, Kate and Kaz fucked these two girls even harder, bringing them to the verge of tears by the time that they were finished with them.  Pulling out of them for the last time, they shot several streams of jism onto their face and body.  Then they turned towards the crowd, still stroking their pricks, and shooting off several huge streams of cum.

“Ya’ll have been a great audience, tonight,” called out Kate.

“Be sure to come and see us next week,” shouted Kaz.  “And we do mean ‘cum’!”

The lights went out for a moment.  When they were on again, the stage was empty, and there were huge huge splotches of cum on the stage floor.  As Jordan looked closer, she could also spot streaks of red mixed in as well.  Her eyes narrowed, and she silently resolved to give Kate and Kaz a dose of their own medicine, if she ever had the chance.

After the crowd thinned out, Jordan and Lori found one of the bouncers and asked if they could meet Gerta.  They were directed to the back of the building to an office.  Inside, Gerta, Kate and Kaz were relaxing in chairs.  Gerta had some panties and her white shirt on.  Kate and Kaz wore jogging trunks and some T-shirts.

“Hello, liebchen,” said Gerta.  “I hope dot der two of you enjoyed der show tonight.”

“I wuz wonderin’ what happened to the two of you,” said Kaz.  “How’d you like our act?”

“That ‘free sample’ you gave us was tasty, even if it was a little messy,” replied Jordan.

“The two of you certainly put on a show that is memorable, to say the least,” added Lori.

“Heck, that was nuthin’ special.  You oughta see us when we really get wound up.”

“That’s why we’re here.  I figure you’re always looking for ‘new talent’, Gerta,” said Jordan.  “I’d like to work for you here.”

“And I’d like to be your bartender, Gerta,” added Lori.  “I can make some new drinks that the locals will go wild over.”

Gerta turned her attention to Jordan first.  “Liebchen, you are cute, but I already have a ‘full house’ of girls dot perform for me.”  Then she looked at the Enchantress.  “Anyzing you can do to make der ‘hoi polloi’ spend more money here is fine vith me, darling.”

“Like I said earlier squirt, you probably ain’t even old enough to work in a place like this,” teased Kaz.  “Does your mother even know where you’re at?”

“Speaking of mothers, I’ll bet you’ve got some home movies of your mom and a donkey together, judging by the way you two turned out,” retorted Jordan.  This brought a derisive laugh from Gerta.  Kate and Kaz gave her icy stares…it was clear that Jordan had pissed them off.  She relaxed the mental control over her cock, feeling it bulge and swell under her clothes.

“If what the two of you have got between your legs brings the crowds in, wait until they see this.”  She seized the moment and lowered her pants.  Her own cock was two inches thick and hung down nine inches.  “And I’m not even hard yet…”

“Ach du lieber…” exclaimed Gerta.

“Holy fucking…” panted Kate and Kaz as one.

“Since this is an ‘audition’, you get one free sample from me.  Then we talk money.”Gerta, Kaz and Kate knew that they were looking at the body of a perfectly normal young woman, but the limp cock that was revealed was now over a foot long, and almost as thick as their forearm.  The nuts were the size of tennis balls, and her scrotal sac was so huge it was almost pushing her legs apart.  Kate and Kaz stood there, stunned for a moment, absorbed as they watched Jordan bring herself to an erection.Jordan picked up her shaft.  It was so heavy, and her girlish hands next to it made it look even bigger.  She laid it in both hands, one at the head, the other at the base and a foot worth of cockmeat stretched between them.  Jordan giggled slightly at the unbalancing effect her weighty package had on her, as her cock swelled to 15 inches long, and her hanging nuts swayed in front of her.  Jordan’s cock was a true beast, slightly darker than her body.  Thick veins crisscrossed around the base and up the shaft.  With a slow throbbing feeling, Jordan’s cock continued to get even bigger and harder.  With each pulse it grew longer and thicker, lifting itself up, a monstrous thick, veiny pole arching out of her crotch. With each beat of her heart Jordan’s cock grew thicker and longer.  It didn't want to lay down - it wanted to stand up proudly.  Kate and Kaz watched in unbelieving awe as the head swelled, and veins bulged as Jordan’s mega-cock reached its full two feet in length.  The shaft was several inches wide at the middle, and a bit thinner before the head.  Veins ran across the shaft, and the urethra was thicker than her thumb.  The head was a monstrous perfect cap, darker than the shaft, and easily the size of her fist.  The shaft had a slight upward curve to it.

 Jordan turned to face Gerta, who had been watching her cock transform in silent awe.  “I’m sure you can appeciate the possibilities for different acts with me and my tool at your place.  With this, I can drill these two strumpets’ holes so many different ways, they’ll look like newly discovered oilfields.”  Everyone in the room, including the Enchantress, was staring transfixed at Jordan’s massive erection.  Despite their harsh words earlier, it was the first time that she’d ever seen Jordan at her peak and in the flesh, and she had to force herself to stay in control and not let her desire for Jordan’s massive cock overwhelm her.

“Now it’d be a damn shame to waste a raging boner like this,” said Jordan.  “Who wants to go for a ride?”  She turned to face Kate and Kaz.  “I think the two of you said that you liked to play rough?”  All traces of their bravado from earlier that night, as well as feeling angry with Jordan for her remarks about them had faded away.  When neither girl said enything for several seconds, Gerta broke the silence.

“Vell…since my two ‘superstars’ cannot seem to make up der minds…Jordan und I vill continue her ‘audition’ in private.  Follow me to my room, liebchen.”

“You’re in for a treat tonight, honey,” said Jordan.  “Because I know how to use this baby and not leave any marks…as well as not making anybody cry…unlike those two animals over there.”  She and Gerta left through another door.  “Don’t wait up for us.”

Kate and Kaz stared at each other with dumbfounded expressions.  It was rare that they didn’t leave with a partner, and they’d never been as outclassed in the size department as they were just now when Jordan showed off her erection.

By this time, the Enchantress had taken advantage of everyone staring at Jordan, and left the room and moved over to the bar.  She glibly told the bouncers that she’d been hired as the new bartender.  They were used to new faces coming and going, and didn’t question her.  It wasn’t as fully stocked as those in her own dimension, but still had a wide variety of spirits.  This combined with some of the few pills and special ingredients she still possessed would make for some interesting possibilities.  She quickly prepared two ‘special’ cocktails, and waited for thedoor to Gerta’s office to open, and saw Kate and Kaz walking away dejectedly.

“How about a nightcap, ladies?” she called out.  “So you didn’t get to go home with some-body tonight…that’s the way it goes sometimes.”  The two shemale strumpets walked over to Lori behind the bar, not sure what to make of her.  “Have one of these on the house.  In a little while, I guarantee you’ll forget all about your troubles.”  She pushed two shot glasses towards Kate and Kaz.  “It’s my own special brew…”

“What the heck…” said Kate, lifting one glass.  “Smells tasty.  What’s in it?”

“A little bit of this…a little of that…try it, you’ll like it.”

“Down the hatch,” added Kaz, as they toasted their glasses.  “We’ll settle up with yer girlfriend some other time.”

“Goes down smooth,” said Kate.  “How about a refill?”  But after only a few moments, the special ingredients from the Enchantress began to take affect.  “What the hell is in this stuff… paint thinner?”

“It tastes okay, but it’s got a kick like a Missouri mule,” said Kaz.  “Whoever the hell taught ya how ta mix drinks, tell ‘em ya want yer money back, gal.”

For a moment, Kate and Kaz glared at Lori as they fought to control their stomachs.  Then their eyes widened as they each felt the unmistakeable feeling in their gut that told them they wouldn’t be able to keep their drinks down.  Struggling to keep their mouths closed, they each gave the Enchantress the ‘finger’, and bolted away from the bar.

“Race ya to the bathroom…” blurted Kaz.  Kate and Kaz barely made it to the other side of the room, before they collapsed and were out cold.

“These two are now ‘plastered’, as they say in this world,” thought the Enchantress.  “They won’t actually be heaving their guts up, but they’ll feel like they did when they awaken.  It’s no more than these two deserve for the way that they treated their partners.  Although, if I’d had pure ingredients from my own stock, the drinks would’ve taken effect even sooner.  I’ll have to see if I can upgrade things while I’m here.”  She called for the bouncers to haul Kate and Kaz to a room somewhere to sleep things off.

“These two will sleep for several days thanks to my ‘drinks’.  And Jordan will be too busy fucking that over-endowed fraulein for most of the night, in order to endear herself to her.  That will give me plenty of time to come up with a strategy for our next move.”

A Desperate Plan

The mystical storm had temporarily knocked out the power to the Island.  Luckily the emergency generators kicked in and power was restored.

“I hope we don’t ever have to go through anything like that again,” said Ebony, as she looked at her palm pilot to check the status of the systems on the Island.  As she looked on the stage, it was obvious that there were not as many bodies present as there were before the storm hit.

“Okay, let’s spread out in teams and comb the Island, and then take roll call,” said Barocca.  After several minutes and a quick search of the Island, everyone present gathered in the auditorium again.

“Here’s where we stand,” said Ebony.  “Dee Dee, Jordan, Tiffany and Clyda are gone.  As well as Rhiannon and Vantha from the Vectrans.”

“Rayleena, did any of them manage to transport to the starship?” asked Barocca.

“Communications are back to normal, now that the storm is over.  No new arrivals to the Delphi 4.”  She paused as more information was relayed to her.  “Some of the women in our crew are psychics and telepaths.  They want to beam down and get more information from us.”

“The more the merrier I suppose,” said Barocca.  “Bring ’em on down, and maybe we’ll be able to make sense of what’s happened.”

Shortly afterwards, Nimue, Chandra, Lilith and Morgaine beamed down and materialized in an open space on the stage in the auditorium, and introductions were made.  After conferring with Barocca and Rayleena, they addressed the group of women.

“As most of you know, the Island was hit by some type of mystical storm just now,” said Nimue.  “When magic or an enchantment is used, it gives off energy, which can be read and sometimes traced by those who know how to do so.  The four of us cast spells while we were on the Delphi 4 to gather information, as well as using the ships sensor arrays.”

“The storm was created by a spell originally cast by the Enchantress, and then amplified by another being, whose power dwarfs even hers,” explained Morgaine.  “This caused an already risky type of spell to become even more dangerous.”

“Then at some point during the spell, it was stopped or interrupted by an even greater power,” said Chandra.  “We believe that this is why only some of you were taken away, instead of everyone on the Island being affected.”

“The weather services are probably going nuts, trying to figure this one out,” said Ebony, as she looked at Dee Dee’s palm pilot.  “There’s no sign of it on the radar screens.  I guess that they’ll just assume that it blew itself out at sea, without ever making landfall.”

“So is there anything that we can do to try and find the missing girls and bring them back?” asked Barocca.

“We will need to prepare, and perform what you might call a ‘séance’ on your world,” said Nimue.  “With the help of your ring, Barocca, and our psychic abilities, I believe we can send a message that they will receive in their dreams.”

“If we can make a stong enough connection, we may be able to locate them, and possibly find a way to return them, given enough time and help,” said Lilith.

“Me and the ring will do whatever can to help,” said Barocca.  “And if we join or link up with the other girls here, shouldn’t that amplify or increase whatever we’re doing?”

Ebony, as well as Persia and Domonique noticed the sincerity in Barocca’s voice and her attitude.  Perhaps she truly was beginning to change her ways.

“That should amplify our power, Barocca,” said Nimue.  “We could all sense a very strong bond between the girls here for the missing women.”

“Having met Barocca before we arrived here, we were all aware of how ‘unique’ she is, although none of us have been intimate with her yet,” said Morgaine.  “I can sense that almost all of you are different and unique too.”

“Our first priority is to obviously locate and return our missing friends,” said Chandra.  “Once that is accomplished there may be time for us to get to know some of you better.”

In Metropolis, Giganta and Knockout waited for Jen to arrive from New York.  In their dimension, it had been over six months since they had left Cinnebar and returned to their own world.

“All right, ladies,” said Knockout.  “I sent Jordan an e-mail and told her we’d be paying her a visit.”

“She said there were other girls there that are ‘equipped’ just like she is,” said Giganta.  “So if you thought Kara gave it to us good back on Cinnebar, imagine the possibilities with a whole island full of girls like Jordan.”

“I think it’s just as well that we couldn’t track Kara down for this trip,” said Jen.  “I mean, she’s great to look at, but she can’t get past the fact that you two are the ‘opposite side’, and if I’m with you, than I’m no better than you are.”

“She really did a number on us with that kinky dildo from Akima Mars, that’s for sure.”

“If we ever see her again, remind me to ask Barocca if there’s any way to get film of Kara in action, especially when she was so tanked on Cinnebar, when we were there,” laughed Knockout.  “It’d be worth having her pissed at us, just to post it online for everyone to see.”  She punched in the coordinates for a location just north of the Bahama Islands, in Jordan’s dimen-sion.

“Those girls may have found a way to hide their island from the technology of their world,” said Jen.  “But it can’t hide from something that Reed cooked up back in the Baxter Building.”

Moments later, their ship materialized in the air over the Island.

“Not much to look at, but we didn’t come here for the scenery,” said Giganta.

“You can say that again, honey,” replied Knockout.  “Let me find a clear section of beach to put this baby down.”

With the ship safely landed, the three women strolled about, and quickly located the peri-meter door.

“I know that Jordan didn’t have a chance to reply to my e-mail,” said Knockout.  “But here’s a sign that they’re rolling out the ‘welcome mat’ for us.  They left the front door unlocked.”  She held the door open and waved for Giganta and Jen to enter the Island complex.  “After you, ladies.”

“My box is getting wet just thinking about how Jordan did it to us in that health club, back on the mainland,” said Giganta.  “And with a whole island full of girls like her…I think I’ve died and gone to heaven…”

“I’ll be sure to notify ‘Believe It Or Not’ of any records you may set here,” retorted Jen.

“You can have all the fun you want, big girl,” said Knockout.  “Just try and leave some of ’em for me and Jen to play with.”

As they strolled through the corridors of the Island, they were surprised that they didn’t meet anyone along the way.

“Don’t tell me we came all this friggng way for nothing…” grumbled Giganta.

“They’re bound to be here somewhere, I can feel it…” replied Knockout.

“Let’s take a look in here, it’s a Conference Room,” offered Jen.

Looking around, Knockout spotted the closed ciruit TV, and turned it on.  This model had working audio, and after cycling through the channels, they located the full population of the Island and their Vectran visitors in the main auditorium.  They couldn’t absorb all of the details, but they quickly became aware that a number of the girls were missing from the Island.

“Okay, let’s head to the auditorium and see if there’s anything we can do to help,” said Jen.

“What are we getting ourselves involved with these girls for?” asked Giganta.  “You know the basics about not interfering with the locals on another world.”

“You want them to fuck your brains out, and you don’t call that ‘interfering’ or ‘getting involved with’?” asked Jen.

“Call it a weakness,” she admitted with an embarrassed smile.  “So sue me.”

“Fun and games aside, one of the missing girls is Jordan,” said Knockout.

“And some things are always wrong, no matter what the circumstances,” added Jen.

“Oh, all right.  Let’s go find out more about what’s happened and take it from there,” said Giganta.

A few moments later, Knockout, Giganta and Jen entered the auditorium.  Their bright costumes and Jen’s green skin took everyone by surprise.  Barocca and Rayleena instantly recognized them.

“Who the heck are you three?” asked Ebony.  Barocca and Rayleena made introductions to the other girls present, and a recap of how they’d met on the space station.

“Hello, girls.  It’s nice to see you again after Cinnebar,” said Barocca.

“While it’s nice to see a familiar face, I’m afraid that this isn’t exactly the best time for a reunion,” said Rayleena.

“A number of girls are missing, and we’re dealing with something that’s frankly a little out of our league.”

“We caught part of the story by watching some of what was happening on a monitor in a Conference Room,” said Jen.  “You said that this Island had been hit by a mystical or magical storm?”

“That is putting it mildly, to say the least,” said Chandra.

“Give us just a minute, will you, ladies?”  Jen huddled with Knockout and Giganta for a moment.  “I think that we can call in a few favors, and bring in the type of help that you need for this situation.”

“I don’t know about this,” said Ebony.  “We went to a lot of trouble to try and keep our-selves hidden from the outside world…”

“Ebony, do you want to us to get Jordan and the other girls back or not?” asked Barocca.

“Desperate times call for desperate measures,” said Rayleena.

Sensing how sincere Barocca was, Ebony relented.  “Okay.  Do whatever you have to do, just bring ’em all back home.”

“Great.  Let us make a few calls,” said Jen.  “I’ll get in touch with Stephen in New York.”

“I’ve never seen a phone quite like yours,” said Rayleena as she came over to Jen.

“It’s a universal communicator that Reed cooked up.  Good for short bursts of talking no matter where you are.  Even if you’re in two different dimensions.  Stephen’s line is ringing on his end now.

“Hi, Stephen, it’s Jen.  Yes, I’m fine.  Listen, we could really use your help trying to sort through a ‘magical dilemma’ that’s happened to some friends of mine.”  There was a pause as Jen listened to Stephen detailing events in his world.  “Look, I know you’re busy trying to save the world from oncoming disasters and cosmic menaces…that sort of thing happens to us every other month in our line of work.  Come on, Stephen, this’ll only take a little while.  It should be a snap for someone with your abilities.”

Jen paused again, as she listend to Stephen’s protests and denials.  “Look, Stephen, unless you want that video of you and me to go viral, you can find a way to make time and pop down here for a couple of hours, and then we’re done.”  Jen had to hold the phone away from her ear as Stephen almost lost his temper.  After a moment, Jen was able to speak with him normally again.  “Okay, great.  We’ll see you here later today.”  She pressed a button on the phone.  “I’m sending you the dimensional and location coordinates now.  See you soon.”

There was polite laughter as well as puzzled stares from the surrounding women.

“Hey.  He may be ‘master of the magical arts’, but he still lets his little head do all the thinking for his big head sometimes.”

“And now, I’ll ring John in London,” said Knockout.  After a moment, the connection was made.  “Hi, John, it’s Knockout.  Of course I remember our last time.  Listen we need some help dealing with a magical situation.  There’s a chance we’re dealing with one of the real baddies, and you’re the one who knows all about their secrets and how to deal with them.”  There was a pause as John laid out his demands for helping them on short notice.

“Okay sure, I can ask her to come along on the next date, but I can’t guarantee she’ll be up for a three-way.  I’ll just try and make sure she shows up.”  More conversation was heard from John on the othe end of the line.  “Listen, John.  I know it’s short notice, and don’t bother trying to impress me with spells and threats.  Even if you really could banish me to ‘you know where’, remember that I was born and raised on Apokolips.  Anywhere besides that place would be an upgrade for me.  Here’s the coordinates.”

There were more protests and demands from John, but Knockout cut him off.  “And we both know there’s any number of beings that could teleport or transport you down here almost instantly, that owe you favors.  Just make sure you’re down here sometime later today.”

“Who was John asking about for you to bring along on a future date?” asked Barocca.

“It’s probably better if you don’t know,” she admitted with an embarrassed smile.  “Let’s just say his tastes run on the kinky side, and leave it at that.”

“Okay, if Stephen combines his powers with the four women from the Delphi 4, we ought to be able to find out more about the spell that was used, and possibly how to reverse it,” said Jen.

“And with John’s knowledge of all the things that go ‘bump in the night’, he may be able to either find a weakness, or give us some clues on how to deal with them, if we need to,” added Knockout.

Later that day, Stephen and John arrived at the Island.  After introductions were made, it was agreed to hold the séance or ‘group spell’ in the auditorium, to be able to accommodate all the bodies.  With Stephen amplifying the spell cast by the four women psychics from the Delphi 4, combined with the thoughts and images of the missing ladies from all the women from the Island, results were slowly achieved.

As they found out more about the nature of the spell that they were dealing with and who had cast it, fear and concern began to show on the faces of Stephen and the psychics from the Vectran ship.  Even John, who was long used to dealing with the nastier beings from the super-natural, began to sweat.

Stephen broke the silence, once the ‘séance’ was completed.  “This is the best I can do on short notice, and combined with the beings that we’re dealing with.  You all know that in wrestling, every move or hold has a countermove.  The same applies to the mystic arts…every spell has a counter-spell.

“I’ve sent a message to them that they shall receive in their dreams.  In one week at midnight, when the moon and stars are aligned properly, they are to be in some place isolated and by themselves, and the counter-spell I’ve cast should return them here.  I’ve emphasized that they need to make sure they’re alone, and in a higher elevated place like a tall building or a mountain would be best, otherwise they could wind up bringing back someone else that they don’t need to.”  He turned and faced Jen.  “I trust this satisfies you, and makes us even…?”

Jen gave him a smile and a hug.  “Now remember, if that video of us ever appears on the net…I know a few spells that will make sure you stay green permanently.”“Stephen, you don’t know how much we appreciate this from you…I won’t forget this.  You’re an angel.”

“If that bloke’s an ‘angel’, you can bet that his bloody halo is taped on,” said John.  “After all, I should know about that sort of thing.”  There was some polite laughter from the other women as Stephen gave him a perturbed look, but didn’t press the issue.  “Your friends should pop back in a week, and I’m sure you’ll all be glad to be back together.  But there’s one other piece of work we’ve got to knock out, before I can trot off back to London.”  He turned to look at Barocca.  “Come over here, sweets.  You’re carrying something that doesn’t belong to you.”

Barocca walked over to John.  “I don’t know what you’re talking about.  If you mean my ‘ring’, it was given to me freely back on Cinnebar.”

“It’s a pretty little trinket, that’s for certain.  But that’s more along Stephen’s line of work, than mine.  While the ‘group spell’ was going on, I was probing for any other traces of general nastiness, and when I came to you, I got quite the little surprise.  It’s not often that I come across something that even I’ve never seen before, or that eclipses anything I’ve ran into in terms of its power.”

Barocca was perplexed.  She hadn’t told anyone about the ordeal that she’d had to go through with the help of the Enchantress and the ring on Cinnebar, in order to be rid of Zelda.

“Don’t bother trying to explain it to us, love.  The main thing is, it’s got to come out of you.”

“For once, I quite agree with John,” said Stephen.  “After I did a deeper probing of you Barocca, I can sence the presence of something infinitely evil in you.  It’s like a cancer slowly growing inside your body.”

“That ring of yours is doing the best it can to try and neutralize its effects,” said John.  “But it’s fighting a losing battle.  Fortunately for you though, the two of us know just how to deal with situations like this.”

“Okay.  I’ll take your word that I’ve got something I don’t need or want in me,” said Barocca.  “Just what’ve you got in mind for how to deal with it?”

“This should be fairly quick and simple, Barocca,” said Stephen.  “Although there will be a moment of discomfort, it’s better to do this now, than wait and put it off until later.”

“Think of it as ‘occult outpatient surgery’ love,” said John.  “It’ll be over and done with before you know it.”

As she listened to Stephen and John, Barocca slowly began to realize that there had been days when she just didn’t feel completely normal, and couldn’t think of a reason for it.  She had chalked it up to the alien food and general unrest from being stranded on Cinnebar.  But the explanations from John and Stephen were beginning to make more and more sense.

“All right, let’s do this.  What do you want me to do?”

“Sit down and make yourself comforatable, Barocca,” said Stephen.  He and John both gestured and made glyphs in the air, signaling to her ring that they came in peace and meant no harm to her.  Next, Stephen concentrated as he searched deeper for the source of the alien contamination inside of Barocca.

Barocca felt a variety of sensations surge through her body.  Like a sneeze that wouldn’t materialize and not being able to expel the last particle from a bowel movement, and then it changed into a growing feeling of trying to prevent the contents of her stomach from coming up.

Sweat appeared on Stephen’s brow as he came closer to completing the eviction.  “I know this will sound difficult Barocca,” he panted.  “Whatever your body tells you it is trying to do, relax and let it happen…”

Barocca let her body go limp and her mouth gaped open.  An instant later, a huge plume of dark material that looked like smoke exploded out of her mouth and hovered in the air like a mushroom cloud.  It changed colors and images of various creatures that were obviously not of this world rapidly flashed across it like a kaleidoscope.

John produced what looked like a small jewelry box out of a pocket of his trenchcoat, opened it and spoke a number of words in a language none of the girls in the auditorium had ever heard before.  Suddenly the plume of viscuous smoke was compressed and sucked into the small box and John quickly snapped it shut.  As John held it in his hand, the box was vibrating and a sound like an angry hornet could be heard coming from inside of it.  Stephen turned his attention to John and made another different glyph in the air.  Suddenly numerous bands of a deep red appeared around the box, the vibrations ceased and the angry noise was muted.

“The bands of cyttorak should keep whatever is in that box safely secured.”

As Barocca regained full consciousness, she could immediately tell that her body and spirit felt cleaner and healthier than ever before.  “Whoa.  Whatever you did to me really made a difference…I can’t remember when I’ve ever felt so clean…so refreshed.”

“John was correct when he said that he has never seen the likes of this before…and neither have I.  How in the world did you ever have this alien presence inside of you?”

“We can thank our friend the Enchantress for this.  While I was marooned on Cinnebar, she managed to contact me in my dreams somehow.  I wanted out so badly and was so mad at Zelda, that I jumped at any chance…no matter how stupid or foolish it may have seemed, to have my revenge on her and to try and get out of Cinnebar.  She was a sort of guide as I went to another ‘dimension’ and brought something back that got rid of Zelda.  Only now it’s obvious that I didn’t get rid of every last bit of it.”“Well, you’re cured now, love,” said John.  “We’ll send you our ‘bill’ in the morning.”  Barocca just gave him an icy look.  “Only kidding, sweetie.  Only kidding.  But now thatit’s out of you, we’ve got to figure out what to do with it.”

“One suggestion would be to let your Vectran friends here take it with them, and then beam it into the heart of the next closest star,” offered Jen.

“But there is so much more we might be able to learn by studying this object further,” said Nimue.

“My dear, there is an old saying on Earth,” said Stephen, “if you play with fire, you will get burned.”

“To put it in terms everyone here can understand,” added John, “it’s like playing ‘Russian Roulette’ and loading more bullets into the bloody gun.”

“I appreciate the cautionary advice, Stephen,” said Chandra.  “But we have dealt with the Enchantress and other magical beings like her before.”

“Not to mention that once we retrieve Rhiannon and Vantha, our Commander is virtually obsessed with having her revenge on the Enchantress,” said Morgaine.

“So some type of ‘doomsday weapon’ like this may be just what she needs to get the job done,” said Lilith.

“I hate to say it, but they’re right,” added Rayleena.  “Once Rhiannon’s got it in for some-one like she does with the Enchantress, she’s relentless.”  She turned to the four psychic women.  “Make sure you exchange notes with Stephen and John on how the spell for those cyttorak bands work, and then stow it someplace under lock and key on the Delphi 4.”

“Don’t say that I didn’t try to warn you…” muttered Stephen.  “Remember that this little ‘house call’ was done strictly as a favor to Jen…”  He met with the Vectran women and gave them the necessary details for dealing with the ‘box’.

John walked over to Knockout and Giganta.  “Well, now that that’s taken care of, would it be too much of an imposition to have you introduce me to some of your charming friends…?”  He had obviously noticed all the attractive women in the auditorium and mentally choosing who he liked the best.

“I don’t know, John…” said Knockout.  “Most of the girls here are just a little bit ‘different’.”

“So they live on an island by themselves…so what?”

Giganta and Jen were struggling to keep a straight face, and John couldn’t help but notice the stares from the women as they looked at him.  Now the shoe was on the other foot as the girls looked at John the same way he would stare at a dancer or stripper.  Some of the girls either wanted one last fling with a normal male or were taken in by his English charm and his accent.  Several girls were already beginning to show obvious, large bulges in their panties.  Finally, Knockout leaned close to him and whispered a few choice words in his ear.

“Bloody hell!” he exclaimed.  “You’ve got to be fucking kidding me…!”  Everyone turned to look at him.  He marched over to Stephen who had just finished giving instructions to the four Vectran psychics.  “Stephen, old boy.  Is there any way you could give me a lift, and drop me off in London, mate?”

“Well, I suppose so…”

“Beautiful!  I owe you one, old man.  Call on me for a favor whenever you need it.”  He gave an ugly look to Knockout and Giganta as Stephen cast the necessary spell to transport the two of them away.

“If that doesn’t teach him to be a little more careful and courteous with women, I don’t know what will,” said Knockout.

“We’re used to that sort of thing sometimes happening here,” said Ebony, after she had watched the scene play out.  “We don’t hide any secrets from girls we bring to the Island for the first time…but some of them still do get cold feet and balk when they see what we’re all about.”
“Okay, we’ve got a week before we can expect our friends to be returned to us,” said Barocca.  “I know that ordinarily, sex is the order of the day around here, but because of the serious nature of what’s happening with our friends being stranded wherever they are, maybe we should hold off for a bit, before we got too wild and crazy…”“That’s easy for you to say honey,” said Giganta.  “You live on an Island with wall to wall bimbos, and can get some action whenever you want.”  Knockout and Jen were taken by sur-prise at her insisting on getting her way.  “We didn’t go to all the trouble of switching dimensions and traveling all the way here for nothing…”Barocca, Ebony and some of the other girls were trying not to show their annoyance at Giganta and her attitude.  Then an unexpected voice broke in.“I think we can offer Giganta an afternoon that she won’t forget anytime soon,” said Lilith.  “How would you like to get to know Morgaine and I better?”The combination of the exotic dark skin colors of the two women appealed to Giganta after she’d seen Barocca and Jeanne in action on Cinnebar.“They say variety is the ‘spice of life’,” said Giganta, as she eyed Lilith and Morgaine.  “And right now, you’re gonna spice mine up plenty.  Are you two, you know…like Vantha and Rhiannon…?”“We can do everything they can and then some,” said Morgaine.“Like I said, I guarantee that you won’t forget this afternoon with us,” said Lilith.Trying to maintain her composure, Barocca gave an exasperated sigh and turned to Tami.  “Show these three ladies to the first available bedroom you can find, Tami.”  The group of four left the auditorium.  Barocca turned and faced Rayleena, who had an ear to ear grin.  “I thought Rhiannon told me on the Delphi 4, that the psychic women weren’t ‘equipped’ like you and Vantha?”“That’s right, they aren’t,” giggled Rayleena.  “But they are powerful psychics.  They sent me a brief mental message before they left.  It was obvious that Giganta was going to make a fuss if she didn’t get to have sex with someone here on the Island.”“Yeah, but they may have bitten off more than they can chew by starting off with some-one like Giganta as a first time partner,” warned Knockout.“Even though we’re not shemales and haven’t been intimate with Rhiannon, we’ve spent a number of years on her ship,” said Chandra.“If you think that what you’ve seen from her in terms of sex so far has been wild, it’s nothing compared to what we’ve seen from Rhiannon and her crew do in the past,” added Nimue.“We’ve also picked up on some of your Earth culture, when Barocca showed us how to get Netflix and other streaming videos on the starship,” said Rayleena.  “I believe that most of you here have seen a movie titled ‘Total Recall’?”Smiles and expressions of delight began to appear on the faces of the women from the Island.“Morgaine and Lilith will tap into Giganta’s deepest fantasies,” said Nimue, “and they will implant memories so deep and so vivid in her mind, that Giganta will think she’s had sex for several days, non-stop.”“Between Giganta’s imagination and the sexual exploits we’ve seen, they’ll come up with enough erotic memories to stuff between her ears, it’ll exhaust even someone like her for a while,” said Chandra.“That ought to fix her wagon good,” said Knockout.“And we won’t have to listen to her complain about ‘missing out’ on the trip home,” said Jen.“It’s too bad there’s no way to film or record the memories they’re gonna fill Giganta’s head with,” said Barocca.“It will take them several hours, to do what they need to do,” said Nimue.  “But Giganta will come out thinking that she’s literally been through a sexual marathon.”“When they finally bring her out, we’ll just fib about how long she was gone, and then pour her back into the ship, so we can head back to Metropolis,” said Jen.“Here’s how you can reach us, when everybody is back,” said Knockout, handing one of the universal communicators to Barocca.  “I’ve set it for my phone back in our world.  Just make sure nobody uses it for anything else before you’re ready to contact us; we’ll pick it up when we’re back here next time.  We’re willing to wait a little bit, but we still want to get to know you and your girls much better.”

Several hours later, Morgaine and Lilith joined the other women in the auditorium, looking somewhat exhausted and the worse for wear.

“What happened to you two?” exclaimed Ebony.  “You look like you’ve been rode hard and put away wet.”

“I thought you weren’t gonna actually have sex with Giganta,” added Barocca.  “Just mess with her head some…”

“The things that are in that woman’s mind…” said Lilith.

“We thought we had seen almost every kind of kinky and unusual sexual antics from being around Rhiannon and her crew for so long,” said Morgaine.  “But apparently, we were mistaken.”

“Don’t say that I didn’t try to warn you beforehand,” said Knockout.

“If we ever have to do this to her again, we may implant some of memories of her doing it with alien beings, like Barocca had to deal with on Cinnebar,” retorted Lilith.

“We’ll take her back to Metropolis, and then wait until we hear from you girls for the return visit,” said Jen.

Morgaine walked over to Rayleena and politely plucked the communicator out of her hand.  “Two to beam up immediately,” she spoke to the Delphi 4.

“Okay, ladies.  Thanks for ‘taking one for the team’ as they say on Earth,” said Rayleena.  “We should be fine with the ship cloaked like it is for a few days, until we get Rhiannon and the others back in a week.  Until then, I think we’ll take your adivce Barocca, and all of us return to the Delphi 4, until it’s time for the reunion.”

“Thanks for all your and the other girls’ help, Rayleena,” said Barocca.  “We’ll see you all in a week from now.”  The five Vectran women vanished in the shimmering glow of the trans-porter beam.

The Morning After

In New York, Dee Dee awoke in the spare room of Pat’s apartment.  She’d managed to come up with a flimsy story about being from another state or country that Pat seemed to be buying for the time being.  Pat was being generous and offered to let Dee Dee do cleanup and other odd jobs at the salon, until she decided what she was going to do.

“I thought I warned you about how Monk and Ham were about meeting new girls,” said Pat, as she finished dressing for the day.  “But then you had to encourage him by making that crack at the diner about a first date.”

“I was just being friendly with him,” said Dee Dee.  “I had no idea he’d be so persistent about asking me out.”

“Well you need to either go out with him, or else show some backbone, and tell him you’re not interested.  I can’t have him and Ham constantly showing up at my salon… it’s dis-rupting the other girls from doing their jobs.”Pat hadn’t found out yet what Dee Dee had between her legs, but from her advances on her in the back room of Pat’s salon, she wasn’t sure how long she could keep that a secret from her.  After receiving the ‘dream message’ from Stephen, she was glad she only had to keep up the charade for a week.  Dee Dee would break the news to Pat as gently as she could about leaving, and then have to see if she could talk Pat into getting her to the top of one of the sky-scrapers at midnight, to be ready for her return trip home.Pat gave Dee Dee a hug as she prepared to leave for the salon for the day.  “Beisdes, would you rather go on a date with Monk or Ham…or would you like to show me the rest of that tan of yours?”  The look of lust and attraction from Pat was unmistakeable to Dee Dee.  “Think it over, and then you can meet me at the salon later today.”  Dee Dee was torn emotionally.  Pat was certainly more attractive than most women she’d met.  And if she could hold off until just before she was returned to her own time, she might be willing to let Pat see all of her ‘secrets’, and let whatever was going to happen run its course, before she was taken away from this world.“You know where I work now, gorgeous.  It’s only a few blocks…the exercise will do you good.  See you there later today.”

In the rainforest, Tiffany and Clyda awoke after a marathon of sex with Angelique and Suzana.  Both had received the mental message about being ready to leave in a week.  As they sat down for the morning meal, Angelique came over to them.

“There is a mountain not far from here that should be fine for your purposes, to help return you home.”  Tiffany and Clyda were shocked as they had only told each other about the psychic message.  Angelique smiled knowingly at them.  “Suzana and I are both mystics to a degree, and the message you received last night was easy for anyone with the ‘second sight’ to receive.  We know that you need to return to your home, and will do what we can to help.”

“I’m so glad that you’re understanding about all of this,” said Tiffany.

“I shall do whatever I can to keep Suzana occupied with day to day tasks…but she also knows that your time here is limited, and it is quite obvious that she will want to be with the two of you again, after your performances with us last night.”  She paused to let the significance of her words sink in.  “And so will I.”

Tiffany and Clyda could only manage embarrassed smiles, as Angelique left them.

“Looks like Dee Dee’s pills may have worked too well,” said Tiffany.  “Last night was like having sex with Ebony, when she was still pals with Barocca, and she kept her hyped up on steroids or whatever she was giving her back then.”

“And Angelique was just as much of an animal as Suzana was,” said Clyda.  “Let’s just hope that Dee Dee’s pills don’t wear off any time soon, and we can survive another few nights with the ‘dynamic duo’…”

Morning came to the room above the tavern where Sonja, Rhiannon and Vantha had spent the night.  The Vectran women were the first to awaken.  Vantha had managed to use some of the wax from the candles to use as primitive solder on their holo-gems.

“I don’t know how long it’ll last, but I’ve hard-wired these things so they’ll make us appear at a normal height to everyone, so we can fit in easier.”

“You had the same ‘dream message’ as I did last night,” said Rhiannon.  “As long as they can make it through a week, we should wind up back on the Island; then it won’t matter if they work or not.”

Sonja rose from the bed and stretched as she awoke for the day.  She was surprised to find herself in the bed, when she knew she curled up on the floor after the awkward incident with Rhiannon.

“Morning, ‘red’,” greeted Rhiannon her.  “We’re early risers, so we put you back on the bed after we got up.  You were sleeping like a log and didn’t notice a thing.”

Sonja stared at Vantha and Rhiannon, surprised to see that they were now roughly the same height as she was.  She shook her head and rubbed her knuckles at her eyes.  “That’s it.  I’m swearing off any more ale from this place for a while…I’m still seeing things…”

“I was able to ajust our holo-gems to make us appear normal sized,” said Vantha.

A blank stare was Sonja’s only response.

“In other words, we’ve cast a spell to make us appear normal looking to everybody,” said Rhiannon.  Sonja gave a shrug and nodded as she accepted the simpler explanation.

“Why didn’t you just say that in the first place,” muttered Sonja as she yawned.  “Let me get ready, and then we’ll head downstairs for our morning meal.  Then we’ll pay a visit to a wizard I know, and we’ll see if he can help you.”  She began donning her clothes and preparing for the day.

“Shouldn’t we tell her that were gonna be zapped out of here in a week anyway?” Vantha whispered to Rhiannon.

“We still need somebody who knows the area and the customs of this place.  And who knows?  Maybe we can find someone else to have a little fun with while we’re here.”

After a marathon of sex with Gerta, Jordan relaxed on the bed as she caught her breath.  Gerta had lost most of her accent, now that she wasn’t being the hostess for the club.  “It’s not often that I meet someone who can take as much of me inside of you as you did, Gerta.  It’s like you’ve already been with someone as big as me before.”

“Kate and Kaz are my latest creations, liebchen.  They are a little rough around the edges…but back in the fatherland, I had other such ‘experiments’ like them, some of which were almost as large as you…but unfortunately they were not as successful.”

 “This is gonna sound funny,” said Jordan.  Greta’s references to Germany and sexual experiments were beginning to alarm her.  “Just what year is it…?”

“I knew that there was something unique about you and your friend the moment I saw you in the audience.  Not only are you not from ‘around here’, but it’s clear you are not from this time period either.”  She paused as she admired Jordan’s figure and her cock, which was lying on her stomach with the head brushing the bottom of her breasts.  “As for what year it is…let me just say that the verdammt Yankees won the World Series again this year.”  She got up from the bed and strode to the bathroom.  “I am going to clean myself up, and then get some sleep…I would advise you to do the same, liebchen.”

Later on, Jordan met with the Enchantress for breakfast after spending most of the night having sex with Gerta.

“I trust you know that we should only have to make do in this place for a week, before your friends’ spell should return us to where we belong.”

Jordan was surprised at her declaration.  “But I thought that you had lost your mystic powers, Lori.”

“I cannot cast spells, but I still have my knowledge of the mystic arts, girl.  And the spell your friends cast was virtually a neon sign for anyone with the ‘second sight’ to receive in my dreams.”

“I didn’t exactly get a lot of sleep…if you know what I mean,” said Jordan, blushing.

The Enchantress rolled her eyes.  “Enjoy yourself as much as you can with that over-endowed fraulein in the short time we have left here, girl.”

“She’s fun to be with, that’s for sure.  But we need to watch each other’s backs too.  After I ran my mouth off at those two southern crackers, I’d say Kate and Kaz look like they’re the type that hold a grudge.”

“We won’t have to worry about them anytime soon.  I gave them a very special cocktail at the bar last night…they will be out cold for at least another day.”  Since Jordan had missed the psychic message, the Enchantress finished giving her the details she needed to know.  “Once you have finished having your fun with Gerta, start asking her or the locals if there are any hills nearby.  We need to be somewhere alone and isolated when the spell activates, and a mountain or cliff would be ideal.  The last thing we need to do is bring someone else back with us.”

If you’ve made it this far, thanks for reading, and I hope you’ve enjoyed the stories! As you can tell, I’ve introduced a number of new characters for erotic fun and games in upcoming chapters.I’m always interested to hear from readers about new starlets or characters to bring into the story.Or other types of sexual antics for the girls to engage in, in the future.

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