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Malcolm breathed, it was difficult to do so but he managed. His hands clenched tightly as he stood in front of the door, eyes shut tightly with his heart pounding. He didn’t want to do this, he felt embarrassed about this, but that only seemed to make things worse. His dick struggling to stay tucked between his thighs as he trembled with hesitation. It wasn’t like he had to, right? He could simply change back into his other clothes and no one would really hold it against him. His throat tightened as he felt his cock starting to push upwards and mustering up all his courage he pushed open the door and stepped out into the game shop.

The tight black leather skirt felt oddly freeing compared to his normal slacks. The slight breeze of air conditioning felt between his thighs that were currently sporting fishnets that slipped inside the more conventional knee high stockings, and finally into the tomboy boots that offered him the smallest twinge of masculinity. 

“Sherri,” A voice called out that made Malcolm’s ears twitch, “Give him tiddies next! I want a big tiddy goth GF!” Malcolm’s cheeks reddened instantly, the black top was tight against his chest which was the only thing that really offered him a male appearance. He was almost cursing the fact that he didn’t have the requisite breasts to really fill out the sleeveless crop-top. A thought that he quickly shoved to the back of his mind as he stepped to the front of the store counter where Sherri was sitting with her legs kicking back and forth. 

He was acutely aware of Sherri’s current dress, her frilled blue skirt pulled back and her bare footpaws glistening with nail polish but her hand was upon her displayed knotted blue cock. Her digits lightly caressing along the shaft while her tip drooled pre-cum, “I told you, Malcolm,” Sherri said with a sneer, “Until this goes away it’s your problem..” He gulped down his throat and offered a nod, having become less and less resistant to her demands. “Thank you for wearing that cute little outfit too!” She swiped a tongue across her lips. “The store had quite a contested vote on it, Goth-GF or Pink-Bimbo Slut.” 

His cheeks blushed brighter. Pink Bimbo Slut. He began to wonder what he’d look like in bubblegum pink high heels and bright lip gloss. “Sherri..” He muttered with a slight tremble of hesitation in his voice. 

“Hm?” Sherri looked in his eyes, her fingers gliding all the way to the tip before his eyes. Watching the droplets of sweat drip along his brow and his mouth begin to water. “If I didn’t know better I’d have to say I think you liked this.” She snickered in front of him, “I think you really get off on sucking big fat girlcocks, getting railed by them, having your little ass stretched wide.” 

His heart skipped a beat as she seemed to pry at the door that contained his fearful kinks with a verbal crowbar, “N.. it was.. It was just a prank Sherri.. It wasn’t supposed to go on this long!” The words fumbled from his mouth. “Mally said it’d only last a single day!” And of course Mally had gone on vacation since then not answering a single of his phone calls or texts!

“Oh I know.” He blinked as she stood up from the counter, her head barely reaching his chest as she stepped forward with a single hand on her hip she leaned inwards pushing a single fingertip against his chestfluff. “So I’ve been taking a few of those doses myself!” His eyes widened in shock! “But only because you really like it, and..” She snickered standing up straight with a victorious pose. “Because it’s been pretty fun too! But,” Sherri glanced to the side and Malcolm followed her eyes to see Ellie sitting in one of the chairs calmly with a single leg over the other. “Mom’s been wanting a turn but only after you were fully broken in..”

Malcolm’s jaw dropped wondering just what the mother of Sherri could want with him, his heart skipping a beat as he glanced at the massive bulge that was currently resting in those itty bitty jean shorts. How dare she lie to him? How dare she convince him to do all kinds of .. twisted.. kinky.. things that made him wake up at night in a cold sweat with a cock throbbing hard and desperately try to relive those moments while furiously jerking off his cock. He blinked once forcing those memories back behind that secret door convincing himself that such things weren’t truly his desire. His nostrils flared as defiance filled his cheeks, staring down at her with a grumpy huff. “Well you can tell her that-“ A hand lifted and pushed against his lips making him blink with surprise.

“You didn’t let me finish!” Sherri’s eyes stared him down, daring him to throw away such an opportunity she knew he wanted. “So I need you to really show Mom you’re broken in, that you’re a hot little boy-bitch that’s hungry for all the fat milf cocks that you can fit inside you.” Her words struck at his soul like she was wielding an arousal mallet, his cock pushing against his black cotton panties and making his matching black skirt tent. 

His heart was beating, his soul rushing, could he really deny himself any longer? “H.. How do I do that..” He whispered with the weight of his own suppressed desires melting from him in a form of release that felt as raw as any orgasm. Finally, Sherri wore a compassionate but triumphant smile.

“You beg for it, you really beg, no teasing, no foreplay.” She slowly moved aside and gestured with her hand to the storefront counter, “You beg for it like a little bitch in heat, present yourself and your fuckhole, lift your tail, and beg me to breed you.” 

A single step, that was all it took for him to break free from the restraints of his own hesitations. The moment it landed it was like an avalanche that he found himself watching, his body moving of its own accord as he bent forwards with a helpless whine escaping his lips. His hands bracing upon the counter with his tail slowly pulling upwards, “Sh.. Sherri,” Malcolm began as the panties that covered his hole were slowly pushed down by his thumbs but only enough to reveal the puckered pink hole. “I.. I’m a bitch, your bitch, I’m your slutty little bitch in heat and.. and I want your cock.” He gulped while his cock distractingly throbbed against the countertop. “Please.. Please fuck my hole, Mommy Sherri, I.. I wanna be bred like a good little fuckbitch!” 

Sherri’s cock was throbbing as she stroked along her shaft with a globby handful of clear lubricating gel that smeared into the length. The doggirl inching closer as the tip of her length dragged against his thigh. Her ears folded back as she started to push, but even bent over he was simply too tall. Sherri growled slightly not willing to be denied pleasure by such a petty inconvenience, “Rrf!” Sherri barked, leaning herself upwards and standing upon her tiptoes, her leg in the air as she mounted atop of him with her cock plunging forwards into his waiting tailstar. He winced at the sensation, even with the lubricating gel and her pre-cum it was still a tight fit. “Nnngh.. Take it.. Take it!” Her teeth clenched as inch after inch pushed inside, her eyes fluttering closed as she began to feel his inner muscles grip and pull her deeper after getting to a certain threshold inside. 

As her cock plugged up his depths the realization filled Malcolm that this was more than he’d ever dreamt of. The evenings he’d spent teasing at his tailhole with a single of his thick fingertips while stroking himself in taboo fantasy was nothing compared to the sensation of having a fully erect warm length filling his ass to the brim. Then she started to move, his eyes widening as her hips began to pump, he wasn’t ready for that, not yet, his knees went weak almost instantly. Her humping hips making his body start to buckle as his arms gripped onto the counter with shuddering huffs escaping his lips. “Hahhh.. No.. Not so rough..” Malcolm whined helpless to her sharp jolting hips. 

“Get used to it!” Sherri snipped as her hands gripped his shoulders for better leverage, with only her pawtoes on the ground her hips were moving upon him in a piggyback mounting position. “This is the only way you’re gonna cum from now on..” Sherri seethed through her teeth, her fat length pumping inside him over and over again, with her knot starting to swell and kissing against his pucker threatening to fill him with that next. “Addicted to girlcock,” Drool spilled down Sherri’s jaw, her ears folding back as her brow furrowed. “Big sis Mally’s gonna have.. so much fun with you..”

Deep down he knew it was true. “I can’t.. nnghh.. believe it took you s.. so.. so long!” Sherri growled overhead as his fingertips clenched into the counter, his body quivering from the intensifying pleasure as her hips pushed him forwards. His cock having blossomed from those black cotton panties and now stroking against the countertop trailing his pre-cum along it in a thin wispy glaze that smeared underneath his length with each thrust. “Hhff.. So many girlcocks that.. want a turn with you..” Sherri panted and took a brief respite as she looked down at his shameless blushing face, “You’ll be in heaven here.. They’ll all share in taking turns with your little boybitch fuckholes..” She licked her lips as he glanced upwards. “Doesn’t that sound nice?”

“Ye.. yes!” Sherri’s hips jolted inwards the moment his mouth opened, his tight hole squeezing upon the shaft as her hips began to move in rhythm again. “Yes, Miss Sherri..” Malcolm moaned out knowing the intensity of gazing eyes focusing upon him were growing with each passing second. He saw glimpses of the female patrons who looked on with keening interest at his slutty dressed body, eager for a spin on the husky cycle. Their interest, their eyes upon him, it only made his cock twitch even more. “I wanna be the shop’s butt slut bitch boy!” 

Sherri’s hips pounded even faster, almost flinging his body forwards with the full weight of her much smaller frame, but then her knot, it started to grow as her fingertips clenched into his shoulders and her legs trembled. Hot cum began to billow from the tip of her cock as Sherri let out a sharply feminine moan that contrasted the turgid meaty cock that she wielded between her thighs as she bottomed out inside his pert pink asshole. “Gghonnah.. Gonnhahh..” Sherri moaned, her tongue hanging free as she pushed further with her hips intent on knotting him as her cum ropes sputtered wildly inside.

Her knot pushed inside, his eyes widening at the intense strain that it had upon his body but his prostate was crammed deep into his own form. The bulb that was as sensitive as anything he’d ever known now pinned by her bulbous swelling not and the hot essence of cum that flooded his depths. His eyes went blank, his mind suddenly devoid of anything but his own sensations. His cock throbbed, twitching as his load suddenly erupted from the tip. Thick ropes of creamy spunk ejaculating from his length as he huffed and moaned his ecstasy, “Soss…Sorryyyyy..” Was his orgasmic cry, knowing that his cumstains pooling upon the counter would eventually be his responsibility.

And then Ellie stood, a confident smirk upon her lips as she appraised Malcolm’s form from a more advantageous position. Her fingertips stroking along his spine carefully, her own bulbous cock throbbing with anticipation as Sherri lay there huffing and panting her knot still tied inside him. That is an easy fix, Ellie thought to herself. “Finally,” Ellie’s voice a husky deep as her tongue caressed her lips. “My turn.”