Note: This story was dynamically reformatted for online reading convenience. Author: wandrer itle: Frenzied Fantasies, Season 1 Part: Episode 8 Universe: Fantasy Frenzy (and others) Keywords: mf, ff Summary: The first season of a new "reality" show, though reality will be somewhat questionable since it is hosted by the Fantasy Frenzy clubs. Disclaimer: This story is a work of adult fiction and contains sexually explicit material that some may find offensive. It is meant for persons over the age of 18 and is not suitable for children. All characters contained within are purely fictional, any similarity of any character, event or place to any actual person, event or place, is purely coincidental. The author reserves all rights to this work. It may be freely distributed, posted and archived electronically only in its entirety including all header material. It may not be sold in whole or in any part, or as part of an electronic document, printed material, voice recording or any other manner without proper copyright clearances being obtained from the author. NOTE that this work almost certainly contains some odd (and likely completely impossible) fantasies. PAY ATTENTION TO THE SUMMARY LINE ABOVE. It identifies the sorts of things that this story contains. If any of these things seriously bother you, please do not read this story. "Frenzied Fantasies" Season 1, Episode 8 - House of Dreams - Kay's Story "Zara Noel Bandant! What on earth do you think you are doing?" Zara jolts with horror at the sound of her mother's voice, then squirms and tries to jump up and get out of of the bar booth where she is sitting. Her huge breasts throw her off balance, though, as they bounce and press against the table, almost knocking over the beer she has been nursing. Her boyfriend, Luke, catches it before it can spill and his eyes meet hers, wide with distress. She turns to look up with horror as her mother comes to stand over her at the end of the table in the full bar, staring daggers at Zara where she is sitting. "Mom! I - I can explain! I --" Suddenly Zara blinks as the room swims - and memories come flooding back. Mom? Wait - she's not Zara. She's Kay! For a few moments, she is dizzied by two pairs of memories fighting for supremacy in her head - one set saying that she is Zara, out with her friends and boyfriend in the bar they snuck into with fake IDs, telling her mother she was going to stay at her friend Kelsey's house. (Kelsey, the pretty blonde in the corner, is currently squirming down, trying to hide behind her own boyfriend in the hopes that maybe Mrs. Bandant won't notice her and tell her mother --) But the other pair of memories - the other pair says that she is Kay Bandant, Zara's mother, and that the middle-aged woman standing in front of her is actually Zara, in her mother's body. From that crazy sex show they've been trapped in. Yes - yes, that's the real her! She stumbles against the table as her real memories struggle to the surface, the dizziness slowly starting to fade. "What the *fuck*?" she mutters, pulling herself back up. "*What* did you say?! Are you *drunk*, young lady?!" Kay - yes, she is definitely Kay --though her daughter's body still feels weird to her - straightens up and glares back at --well, at herself even though she knows it is really Zara in there. The sensation is bizarre - truth be told in that previous challenge (she shivers - trying to tell herself it is with horror at the memory, but she blushes as she feels her nipples harden under her t-shirt). "What are you doing?" she hisses at her daughter, "Stop screwing around!" Zara's head jerks back in anger, and Kay has to fight the urge to take a step back and fight down an involuntary surge of daughterly fear (so *that's* what I look like when I'm pissed, she thinks). "Are you talking back to me?!" her mother shouts, "I swear, I will put you over my knee right here!" Kay now has to fight down a sudden teenage surge of embarrassment at being shouted at in front of her friends, but after a brief moment, she gets her composure back, matching her daughter glare for glare. She feels her own anger rising, and sees Zara's doing the same. "Now you listen to me, young lady!" "Now you listen to me, young lady!" Kay stops in shock as she and her daughter (in her body) spit out the exact same angry phrase in the exact same tone of voice at the exact same time. A sudden thrill of confused fear goes through her, as she scowls. "Wait - do you actually think that you're OW!" Kay is cut off with a yelp of pain as the older Zara reaches out and angrily grabs her arm. She is too surprised and confused to struggle at first - which quickly makes it too late as Zara reaches over and grabs a chair from the table, spinning it around. "OK, that is it! I warned you!" Kay has a sudden much more real surge of fear - if Zara really doesn't know who she is --and she's actually stronger than Kay is in her daughter's body, not to mention these ridiculous breasts that she can't seem to get the hang of moving around with in her otherwise petite form. She tries to pull her arm away as Zara sits down on the chair. "Wait - Zara --Kay --Mom! Argh! This isn't right --!" "Don't you say one more word until I'm finished with you!" Suddenly Kay's mouth snaps shut. Her eyes bug out in shock - she can't speak! She makes a frustrated moan, eyes wide with horror - and then yelps wordlessly again as Zara yanks her forward. Almost immediately, her large swinging breasts throw her off balance - and she falls forward, bouncing onto Zara's (her own) lap, her big breasts slapping against Zara's jeans as she falls. Wait - Zara can't really mean that she's going to -- Kay yelps again, struggling as she feels her daughter's hand grab the back of her tight little shorts - and yank them down, along with her panties! The cool air of the bar suddenly plays over her bottom and --and her exposed crotch, as Zara yanks them down around her ankles. "Unh! Unnh!" Kay moans in protest, still unable to speak coherently. She squirms against her daughter's lap, fighting down the humiliation of being depantsed in the bar in front of her friends - wait, *not* her friends! Not real! This isn't... <THWACK!> "AHHHHHH!" Kay suddenly jerks and screams in pain as her daughter's hand flies down and slaps into her bottom, the sound shockingly loud in the suddenly quiet room. She hears her friends make horrified giggles, and this time can't fight back the teenage humiliation. Tears well in her eyes as she struggles - but Zara holds her fast, her arm pinned behind her. <TWHACK!> "ANNNNHHHH!!" <THWACK! THWACK!> "NGGGGGGGHHHH!!!" Now Kay is sobbing, her ass stinging horribly as her mother (daughter! daughter!) spanks her over her knee in front of the whole bar. She cah hear more muttering and laughing around her as people are clearly gathering to watch the spectacle. Worse - as she bounces against her daughter's lap, her huge breasts are straining against their too-small bra, sliding upwards into her tight t-shirt. While everyone watches. The humiliation is almost unbearable, as is the pain -- The pain... Suddenly she realizes that while there is still considerable pain --she is starting to tingle between her legs. And not just a little bit. Not just a little bit at *all*. Each thwack makes it more maddening - and her noises go from squeals of pain to lower grunts, even though she is still sobbing. What is wrong with her? She can't possibly be getting --turned on by this? "<THWACK!> UNNGG! <THWACK!> UNNNN! <THWACK> NNNNHHHH! <THWACK> NNNNN!" Oh god - oh god she can feel the cool air against the wetness between her legs. She has to get Zara to stop. She has to -- "<THWACK!>" "UNNNHHH! UNH! UNH! UNH! UNH! UNH!! UNHHHHHH!! UNNNNNNNH!!!!" There is a sudden wet sound - and an eruption of gasps and squeals and shocked yells around her - but Kay can barely even notice them as she squeals in explosive pleasure. Vaguely, distantly, she realizes she can feel wetness splattering across her thighs, and dripping down her legs. Zara squirted when she -- "Oh my god," she heard Kelsey moan in a horrified voice, "Oh my god - did Zara just cum?!" Kay jerks involuntarily in her daughter's lap. The spanking stopped but her body can't stop spasming from her orgasm - she jerks like a puppet having its strings yanked, sobbing and still squirting a little. Her breasts had flopped free of the bra now (it had apparently snapped from the strain) - and the tight t-shirt slid up, leaving her huge tits hanging almost to the floor. Kay chokes out sobs, whether from humiliation, or anger, or the exhaustion from one of the most intense orgasms she'd ever experienced, she couldn't say. Kay's normally pale bare ass is bright red from the spanking she'd received. Her teenaged body is still shuddering - including her pink pussy, twitching visibly as juices dribble out of her. The room is abuzz with giggles and shocked voices, watching the display. "Oh m-my g-god," Kay sobs, struggling to pull herself upwards, her body barely under her control. She blinks as she realizes she can speak again - but suddenly she lets out a yelp of pain as her daughter grabs her hair and pulls her up. Kay rolls over as she is guided by the pull on her hair, and finds herself looking up at her own face, sneering in infuriated disgust. "You --little --*slut*!" Zara stares down at her in shock, her hand and arm dripping from where Kay squirted all over her. She looks down at Kay's huge tits, dangling freely with rock-hard nipples, and then shakes her head, staring at Kay's sobbing face. Kay can't seem to get her crying under control, hiccuping and gasping uncontrollably. "*God* - what are you?" Zara says, rolling her eyes in an all-too familiar expression to Kay - though she's used to being on the other side, "A little slut, who cums from being spanked by her mother? Or a little baby who can't stop crying?" Kay struggles to turn her sobs into a growl, to tell Zara to fuck off, and how much trouble she is going to be in - why doesn't Zara remember who she is?!! - but all that she manages is a sobbing grimace. "Well, if you're going to act like a little baby, then maybe we should show your friends and all these people that that's what you are." Kay stares upwards as she watches her daughter in her body reach up and yank down her own top - a black half-top, coming up over the bottom of her own large fake breasts. The room gasps at the sight of her two too-perfectly-spherical breasts, but Kay is mostly just trying to figure out what her daughter is doing. Suddenly, Zara shows her - lifting Kay's head up and smashing her mouth into her own (also hard) nipple! Kay makes a muffled squeal of protest, her face pressed into the firm flesh of her own large breast. She tries to turn her head -- "Go on, little Zara - show them all how you like to get your little drinky drink from Mommy." What the fuck is she talking about? Kay thinks in a panic, She is certainly not going to -- Suddenly, unbidden, her mouth opens and wraps around Zara's - *her* - nipple! She squeals again, but she can't seem to stop herself! She begins to suck on her daughter's nipple... And makes a third, horrified squeal as suddenly her mouth fills with warm milk! Kay moans in horror - but can't stop sucking --or from gulping down the milk filling her mouth. Her *own* milk. Her stomach turns at the thought of what she's doing - when Zara was born, her then-husband had tried to get her to drink her own milk (he thought it was kinky), and she'd been utterly disgusted by the idea. And here she was, sucking on her own tit in her daughter's body, gulping it down. She had to get away! She had to stop this disgusting --she -- As she sucked, though, a strange lassitude fell over her. After a few moments, she didn't feel like fighting any more. And when Zara let go of her hair, she continued to suck milk from her nipple, lifting a hand to clutch at Zara's breast as she did. "That's right --suck down Mommy's magic titty milk. It makes you nice and pliant, doesn't it?" Kay made a soft moan, and continued gulping down the warm, sweet milk, no longer remembering why she had been struggling so. Zara looked around the bar, where a cluster of people were watching the two gorgeous women with fascination, and then up at her friends, staring at "Zara" laying on her mother's lap, drinking milk from her tits, still dripping from where she'd cum everywhere. Zara's eyes fell on Luke - who was staring quite intently at the scene. "What's the matter, Luke? Getting a little hot and bothered watching your girlfriend like this?" Luke jumps, and blushes furiously. "Or maybe," Zara says with an evil grin, "Maybe you want a suck too?" She cups her hand under her still-free right tit, milk beginning to dribble out of her nipple - and it is quite clear where Luke is staring. Zara laughs - and pulls Kay's mouth away from her tit. The huge-titted teen's eyes are glazed over as milk dribbles out of her mouth, and she slowly slides off of Zara's lap onto the floor as Zara stands up. Kay kneels there, swaying seemingly drunkenly and blinking slowly as her "mother" walks over to the table, and leans forward, her large tits dangling in front of Luke's face. "Go on, Luke," Zara breathes, "You know you want a taste --" Luke makes a soft moan, and then his nostrils flare - and he leans forward and starts to suck on his girlfriend's mother's nipple, obviously beginning to gulp down her milk. "Oh god," moans Kelsey in horror, shrinking away. Zara turns on her, eyes flashing. "What's the matter, Kelsey? You think you're better than my daughter? Or your boyfriend is better than hers?" "No - I --" Zara glances down at Kelsey's boyfriend. "Ever wanted to make her do anything you want? Just get a little of my milk and hold it under her nose." The boy looks back and forth between the older woman with the dripping tit, and his blond girlfriend. Then he reaches up and catches a few drips of Zara's milk. "Tommy, what are you doing?! Don't you dare do --that --" Kelsey's whimpered protest trails off as Tommy does as he was instructed - and suddenly his girlfriend is leaning in to smell the wetness on his fingers. Zara nods at his glance upward - and he pulls his fingers along, moving out of the way, until Kelsey's face is just inches from Zara's tit, next to Luke's sucking mouth on the other side. "No please," Kelsey breathes in a flat voice, but then wraps her mouth around Zara's other nipple and begins to gulp. Zara makes a small moan of pleasure, and just stands there for a minute while the two teens suck on her nipples. Then she pulls her right tit back, pushing on Luke's head. His eyes are glazed like Kay's as he blinks up at her. She reaches down to grab his chin. "Now then, Luke - tell me. Have you been fucking my daughter?" "N-no --" Zara's eyes go wide in surprise. "Really? Why not?" "Sh-she wanted to wait --" Zara snickers, glancing over her shoulder at her largely naked daughter, big tits out and pussy still dripping as she sways drunkenly. A small crowd of mostly - though not entirely - men have collected around them, staring at the pretty, busty, dazed teen. "And you've been letting her cock-block you?" Zara tsk-tsks, while she absently strokes Kelsey's hair. The blonde lets out a soft whimper. "Tell you what Luke," Zara says with a smirk, "Since she's been such a bad girl anyway, I'm going to let you have some fun. What is the thing you want her to do the most?" Luke moans softly, glancing down at his dazed girlfriend (or the girl he thinks is his girlfriend) and then says in that drugged voice: "Lick pussy." Zara laughs. "You want to lick her pussy? Well, I guess she's a lucky girl then --" "Nooo," Luke says, shaking his head, and Zara's eyes widen. "Oh - you want *her* to lick pussy! Oh Luke, are you a little voyeur? You want to watch your girlfriend to nasty things? I'll bet you even like it better that it's in public like this, don't you?" Luke lets out a little moan, clearly trying to fight whatever the effect of the milk is, but instead just nods, blushing. "Well --I *did* promise I suppose. Poor Zara - her first time is going to be with a girl. OK then Luke - whose pussy do you want her to lick? I'm sure we can find a volunteer in here --" Luke draws a sharp breath, and then lets out a soft whimper. "Y-yours." This time Zara lets out a small gasp - as do a few of the onlookers - and actually looks a little shocked. "Oh my - Luke, you *are* a nasty one! You really want to make her lick her mother's pussy?" Luke groans and then nods again, face bright red. Zara shrugs. "Well, I promised I guess. Oh dear Kelsey - you'd better stop. Otherwise you might have some of the weird side effects my daughter has from drinking too much." Zara pulls her nipple from Kelsey's mouth with a slurping pop and gently pushes the blonde away. She too is completely glazed over. Her boyfriend is staring at her, clearly struggling with himself for what he's just done to his pretty little girlfriend. But Zara reaches down and grabs the blonde's chin, tilting her head upward. Kelsey's blue eyes stare dully at her, and a dribble of milk runs down her chin as she drools. "Now, Kelsey - you belong to little Tommy here, OK? You will do absolutely anything he tells you, no matter what. Right?" "Yesssss," Kelsey breathes. "Good girl. Enjoy, Tommy. I would figure out what you want to do with her quickly - you have about ten to fifteen minutes to give her instructions before this wears off. After that she'll be able to think on her own again." Zara hands the blonde teen's hand over to her boyfriend, who leads her off to the side, staring at her as though he is waiting for her explode or burst into laughter, showing this is all some elaborate prank. But she just follows him robotically. He licks his lips, staring at her. Zara, meanwhile, turns to look at her still-kneeling daughter, then up at the arc of the hypnotized crowd. She smirks. "Well, I guess you all are going to get quite a show." Turning back to Luke, she reaches down to the waist of her jeans. And then a small smile creeps over her lips as she sees Luke's head snap from looking at her daughter to watching what Zara is doing. She begins to slowly, teasingly, unbutton her jeans. Luke draws a shuddering breath as her black and red lacy panties appear as she slowly unzips them. "Why Luke," she purrs, "Do you have the hots for your girlfriend's mom?" "Yessss," Luke breathes, staring with hypnotized eyes at her fingers. Kay snickers - and ever so slowly starts to shimmy out of her tight jeans and panties, sliding them down over her hips. Luke is practically drooling as he stares, moaning as she turns away just before her pussy comes into view. She teases him, wriggling her quite pert ass for her age, and showing off her tanned legs as she slides her pants off, followed by her shirt and bra which also fall to her ankles. Then - slowly, deliberately, she turns and lifts one foot, encased in high black heels, to the table, giving Luke a lewd view of her pussy as she does so. Luke moans as she leans forward, her big impossibly perky tits resting on her right thigh as her long tanned left leg stretches down. "Like what you see?" she breathes, thickly. "Ohhhh god yessss," Luke moans. "You ready for what you asked for?" Luke just groans, nodding. Zara glances down at the sizable bulge in his pants and smirks, then turns her head over her shoulder. "Zara," Zara says in a sharp voice, "Come lick mommy's pussy." Kay jerks at the sound of her own voice, blinking. Suddenly she's able to think again, though it is through a thick haze in her brain. What is going on? What is *happening*? Wait - *what* did Zara tell her to -- With a moan, Kay finds herself turning and crawling over to where her daughter is standing, one foot up on the table, thighs spread wide. Luke is staring back and forth between them, looking dazed. Kay's tits sway back and forth as she crawls, nipples almost brushing the floor. And - and then she is beneath Zara's spread legs, and tilts her pretty face to find herself looking up at her own pussy, from an angle that she'd never imagined she'd see it. "Noooo," she moans softly, but in that same flat voice Kelsey had earlier. And then she can't speak again, but this time because she is sticking her tongue out, lifting it towards -- Kay screams inside, awash in disgusted humiliation. She can't believe some of the things she's done during this competition - but the truth was she never really felt humiliated by them, even when she had done those things with Zara. But this --she'd tasted her own pussy before - both off her fingers, and even off of the cocks of guys she'd fucked, once in a while. But - the thought of her tongue sliding between her own pussy lips, her mouth filled with the raw taste of her own wet cunt --somehow the thought was utterly horrifying to her. And worse --those earlier memories - of herself as her daughter - those emotions were roaring to the surface now, and suddenly she knew how Zara felt. Forced uncontrollably to lick her mother's own pussy. Suddenly the smell hits her. Her face is buried in her own cunt before she even realizes what she is doing. Zara's body didn't care how humiliated she felt, didn't care that she was licking her own cunt or her mother's cunt - all it knew was that it smelled pussy, and she HAD to lick it and suck it and slurp at it -- Zara's eyes had gone wide with shock at the suddenly enthusiastic tongue of her daughter slurping between her legs. She begins to grunt in pleasure, hips rocking back against the kneeling Kay's face. "Oh my - god - she's - holy shit - really fucking - g-good at this!" Kay whimpers as some modicum of her resistance struggles through both the lassitude from the milk and the insane need she has to lick pussy. But she can no more stop herself than she could will her heart to stop beating. Worse - she knows exactly where to lick, how hard and how soft, when to move her tongue --she is licking her own pussy after all. So it isn't long before -- Zara screams, exploding into orgasm above her. Kay's ears fill with the exact sounds she was making previously, when it had been her in that position. Her mouth fills with a gush of pussy juice that she gulps down, even as it runs down her face, dripping from her chin onto her big tits. Kay never really squirted like her daughter does - but she did run like a faucet when she came, as Zara was doing to her now. Zara finally winds down from her orgasm - but Kay can't stop. It's no longer the instruction, but the addiction of her daughter's body in full force. She continues to slurp and suck, even while Zara gasps above her. Zara leans forward to where Luke is staring at the display in front of him, his pants tented visibly now. "Ohhhh Luke --you liked watching that, didn't you? Watching your girlfriend licking her mommy's cunt till she came?" He moans and nods. Zara grins at him nastily. "You think I'm hot?" He moans again, and nods, again. "Hmmm --let's see who you like better. I am *really* horny now. So - it is up to you. You can come around and fuck me with that nice, hard cock of yours - but if you do --you're going to make my daughter public property. Forget being her first time - you'll be lucky if you're her twentieth. "Or you can tell her to stop, and you can both just go. "What's it going to be, Luke? Be Mommy's boytoy and let your girlfriend be made into the bar slut? Or save her and let her save herself for you?" Luke groans, eyes wide and flicking from Kay's naked body to her daughter's face still buried in her pussy, tongue flicking out over her clit periodically. He struggles to his feet and stumbles out of the booth, clearly fighting himself -- And then with a groan, shoves his jeans down, letting his cock spring free. He stumbles forward, eyes brimming with tears, as he inexpertly aims the tip of his large cock at his girlfriend's mom's pussy, sliding across his girlfriend's hair and forehead as he does so. With a snicker, Zara lowers her leg from the table and bends over at the waist, reaching back to guide him forward - and then groans loudly as the boy finds her cunt at last, sliding in to the hilt in her incredibly wet hole. Kay sobs - and continues licking her own cunt, now lapping at the cock sliding in and out of it as well. Luke lets out an animalistic groan as he feels his little girlfriend's tongue dragging along his shaft as it slides in and out of her mother's pussy. Zara quickly begins to let out the long, grunting moans that used to be Kay's fucknoises. While Luke fucks Zara above her, Kay moans - and a choked sob escapes her lips. For some reason, emotions of humiliation and disgust and burning jealousy are coursing through her --and she has no idea why. She feels miserable jealousy, lapping at her boyfriends cock sliding in and out of her mother's pussy - except that it's *not* her mother's pussy! She feels disgust at the idea of licking a pussy at all (not to mention her own) - except that she's done it before, so why is it so horrifying to her now, the self-loathing and humiliation knotting her stomach. Slowly she realizes - she's not feeling *her* emotions --she's feeling *Zara's*. And then a flood of very real horror flows through her - as she remembers her guilty delight at making her daughter lick her used pussy repeatedly --and this is something like how she must have felt. She doesn't have long to reflect on her sin, however, as suddenly Luke moans - and the flavor of her pussy changes, growing salty sweet, as his cum joins Zara's pussy juices on his cock. An explosion of need erupts in Kay as she involuntarily tilts her mouth further upward, shoving her nose into her own cunt as she desperately tries to suck the cum from her pussy around Luke's thrusting cock. Suddenly Luke pulls away - and Kay begins to gulp at the rush of cum from Zara's cunt, making small animalistic whimpers and whines, as her body is overwhelmed with the addiction the Kick had left her daughter with. Any thoughts of anything but licking cunt and cum are erased in her abject need, and Zara begins to moan in another orgasm as the teen face between her legs slurps and sucks at her pussy. It is only when the pussy is suddenly pulled away from her that Kay begins to blink, dazed, and realizes she must have been licking her own cum-filled cunt for several minutes now. Her teenaged body is ablaze with need and lust. She looks up at herself towering over her, blinking away the haze. "Oh my --Zara, you are *very* good at licking pussy - and so enthusiastic! Are you sure you're not a little dyke?" A sudden ripple of laughter, and Kay looks up - and is overwhelmed with a rush of humiliation as she sees the dozens of people watching the spectacle. She struggles to fight it down - she shouldn't feel embarrassed about this! She should revel in it! - but finds herself bursting into tears, overwhelmed by her teenaged embarrassment. "I - I'm --I'm not your daughter, you slut!" she manages to sob out, "I'm n-not Zara, I'm -" She's cut off as Zara grabs her face, anger flaring in her eyes behind another sneer - and Kay finds herself cringing away, pathetically. "You know --you're right. You're *not* Zara. No daughter of mine would be so pathetic. You know --I think you need a new name --" Kay cringes away as Zara lifts a dripping nipple to her mouth - but again the cloying smell grabs her and she finds herself once again slurping up milk from her own impossibly milk-laden tits. The hazy lassitude slowly fills her brain, while Zara smiles down at her with her own nasty smile. "Boy - I'm probably giving you too much of this, aren't I? It always makes you a little *too* pliable. Well, anyway - a new name --new name --" Kay gulps down milk, as Zara taps her lip thoughtfully. Then Zara slowly grins. "Your new name, from now on, is Fuckdoll. That's all you can think of or refer to yourself as from now on. Concentrate on that for a little while, Fuckdoll." Zara pulls her nipple free, and Kay sits there again, dazed and humiliated. She makes a soft moan. As before, her eyes follow her daughter as she steps away, Luke's cum still glistening on her thighs, but that is about all Kay can do. As Kay sits there, Zara's words start to echo in her head, growing louder and louder until they are all she can think of. "Your name is Fuckdoll. Fuckdoll. You are Fuckdoll." She whimpers softly, her head shaking against the din inside it. Zara, meanwhile turns away from her kneeling, swaying "daughter" for a moment, and turns to watch thoughtfully where Kelsey is sitting on the table in the next booth. The pretty blonde is on the floor, kneeling between Tommy's legs with his quite large cock in her mouth. Tears roll down her cheeks as her head bobs up and down, while Tommy breathes heavily. He looks up and draws a shuddering gasp as he sees the hot, older, mostly naked Zara walking over to him. "Having fun, Tommy?" He swallows, staring at Zara's large fake tits before glancing down at his whimpering girlfriend. "Uh --yeah -- I mean - it feels good, though-" "Though what?" "Well - I don't know --she just - I feel bad that she's, you know --" Zara chuckles as she looks down at the bobbing blonde head. "You don't like that she's crying?" Tommy glances down at his girlfriend uncomfortably, and then nods quickly, blushing. Zara smiles wickedly and then bends over at the waist to whisper into Kelsey's ear (her smirk widens as she glances over to see Tommy taking in the older woman's naked body and draw a sharp breath). "Kelsey sweetie - you just *looove* sucking cock, don't you?" Kelsey moans in protest, blinking away tears. "It's your favorite thing in the whole wide world, isn't it? You're not happy unless you have a cock between your lips --it feels so, so yummy --like a direct line to your clit --and all you can think about is that yummy, hot, salty cum - it tastes soooooo good, it's the best thing you've ever tasted, you want it in your mouth and your belly so badly --" As Zara talks, Kelsey whimpers - and slowly her tears dry up as she begins to moan around Tommy's cock. Her expression slowly shifts from one of misery to one of confused, desperate bliss, as she begins to caress his cock with her lips, taking him deeper and deeper into her inexperienced throat. Tommy gasps and begins to moan in response, looking at Zara with thankful surprise. The older woman smirks. "See? You just need to be a little more creative." She turns away from the moaning teens, to look back at her daughter, who is whimpering softly as she kneels on the floor, her large breasts swinging gently as she squirms. A large group of people have clustered around now, watching the naked teen interestedly. Zara walks her MILF body over to where Luke is still standing, dazed. She pushes him down onto a chair, and reaches down to stroke his still-wet cock with one hand, while she grins down at his girlfriend. Luke moans helplessly as his cock begins to stiffen with the resilience of youth. "So - how are you feeling, Zara?" The girl looks up at her mother/daughter with venomous rage, and snarls. "Fuckdoll told you - Fuckdoll isn't Zara! Fuckdoll is Fuckdoll! Fuckdoll means --wait --" The girl's eyes widen in horror as she realizes what is coming out of her mouth. The crowd bursts into titters of laughter and chatter. She glares around angrily - though it is tinged with fear now. "Stop it! This isn't funny! Fuckdoll isn't Fuckdoll! Fuckdoll is --Fuckdoll!" Fuckdoll makes a strangled sound, her eyes wide as she finds herself unable to think of what her name was before, let alone say it. Zara giggles. "Oh dear - my daughter seems to be having some identity problems." The crowd laughs nastily. Fuckdoll's eyes brim with tears as her face struggles between humiliation and anger. She tries to force down the emotions a teenage girl would feel in her situation - but they course through her mind, humiliation and horror washing over her anger in a quenching rush. She tries to growl out one last angry statement - but it comes out as a whine as she struggles to her feet, her huge breasts pulling her off balance. "Fuckdoll isn't your daughter, you bitch! Fuckdoll is --Fuckdoll! I mean - Fuckdoll is..." She trails off in a choked sob, blinking angry tears away as she glares at Zara, feeling them drop down onto her tits. "Well then," Zara says with a hiss, "If you're not my daughter, I guess you're just public property then." Zara looks up at the crowd. "Anyone who wants to use Fuckdoll - she's all yours. The little slut will probably do anything you want." She stands - and then sits down onto Luke's now-hard cock, sighing in pleasure. She squirms slightly, eliciting another moan from the boy. "I'm going to just sit here and watch the show --" Fuckdoll turns, and lets out a small yelp as she realizes the crowd has gathered closer, looking at her naked, sex-toy body with unbridled lust - both men and women. She backs away, trembling - any semblance of her grown-up pose is gone, her stomach knotted with horror and humiliation. "W-Wait --Fuckdoll doesn't want --please --stop --Fuckdoll can't ohhhhh -" Her weak protests are cut off as one of the men steps forward and grabs a thick nipple, sending a burst of pleasure through her little body - quickly followed by another pair of hands, a woman's, reaching down to heft her other huge tit and lift it while stroking her other nipple. Fuckdoll sobs at the sudden pleasure - and that in turn is cut off by a third man leaning down to kiss her. Hands roam over her body, lifting her tits, pulling her nipples, stroking her, touching her on her belly, her ass, between her thighs - she moans loudly as the first set of hands finds her incredibly wet crotch and begins to stroke her. Vaguely Fuckdoll realizes with another twinge of guilt how all of this must have affected her daughter's body - now hers. Between the kick and the other effects of the show, Fuckdoll can't focus on anything other than her building lust -- Suddenly she falls backwards - and lets out something between a gasp and a grunt and a squeal as a cock slides into her wet pussy up to the hilt as she sits. "Damn, she's hot and tight." Hands grab her small waist and begin to slide her up and down the anonymous cock inside her, and all Fuckdoll can do is moan. The roaming hands continue to fondle her all over, pulling and stroking. The fingers on her nipples feel particularly incredible - especially when one starts to press on the end of her nipple. She feels a strange pressure for a moment and then -- Fuckdoll only realizes she's been screeching in orgasm for quite some time after the fact. The cock in her cunt feels nice - particularly as the man is moaning behind her as he empties inside her - but it is nothing compared to whatever is happening to her nipple. She looks down, dazed -- And chokes out a suddenly lucid sob of confusion as she sees a girl's finger sliding slowly in and out of her huge nipple. Her tit jiggles as she shudders with each slow impossible thrust, the pleasure unbelievable. "Do you see that?" "That's - that's impossible." "She sure seems to like it!" "I wonder what happens if we put something else in there." Fuckdoll moans, trying to put together words - of protest or begging, even she couldn't say - and then chokes out another sob as the finger slides out of her nipple with a burst of bizarre sensation, leaving the engorged nubbin twitching closed, like one of her other holes would. The man behind her levers her off his cock - and she falls back onto another one a moment later with a hoarse yelp, her pussy squelching wetly. Then she looks up blearily as another man steps up with his cock thrusting out. She opens her mouth dazedly, expecting to be used there - but then blinks in confusion as he reaches down to heft one massive tit. And begins to press the tip of his cock into her nipple. "Gahhhhggrrrrrgglgllllll!!!" Fuckdoll's eyes roll back into her skull as she begins to gurgle and drool at the mind-scrambling pleasure (tinged with stretching pain) throbbing out from her stretching nipple. She can barely even feel the cock in her pussy over the throbbing pleasure in her jiggling breast. The man groans as his cock presses impossibly into the moaning teen's nipple. "Oh f-f-fuck!" he moans, "That's --that's *incredible*. Oh my god --" The group around him cheers him on, and he begins to slide his cock in and out of the incredibly tight and soft nipple hole. Fuckdoll makes a strangled, gurgling squeak as the sensations radiate throughout her body. Her feet kick involuntarily against the ankles of the guy whose cock she is perched on as she spasms in pleasure. "Holy shit," the man beneath her moans, "You should feel her pussy milking my cock right now!" Suddenly both men moan, and Fuckdoll feels warmth in her belly - and then, incredibly, inside her huge breast. Fuckdoll screams in an orgasm the likes of which she's never experienced before. Pussy juice squirts out of her around the cock in her pussy, splattering onto the floor. Her squeals fill the room, even over the amazed din of her audience. Finally, the guy in front of her falls away, his cock sliding from her nipple with a slurping sound. Fuckdoll lets out a squeal, and clearly starts cumming again - as her suddenly empty nipple twitches, and squirts cum back out, dripping and splattering on her legs. She only vaguely notices the guy underneath her levering her up (with a rush of cum down her thighs) and a third one sliding underneath her. She grunts absently as she slides down onto yet another cock, barely able to think clearly enough to even realize she's being fucked again. She moans and makes a small sob as someone lifts her other huge tit, and begins to press a cock into that nipple as well. Fuckdoll begins to make small animal whimpers as he starts to work his cock inside her. When a small woman climbs up on the table and pushes her pants down around her thighs, giggling as she wiggles her ass and pussy in front of Fuckdoll's face, the teen is too overwhelmed with the feeling from cocks working in and out of each of her nipples and her pussy to do anything but turn with a whine and plunge her face into the proffered wet cunt. How long she has her nipples and pussy fucked, while lapping at kneeling pussies of other women (occasionally also used as time goes on), or sucking cocks placed at her lips - it would be impossible for her to say. It is only after she has been lying there for some time - cum oozing from her cunt, her bizarrely stretched nipples, dribbling from her chin - that she blinks and realizes she has been left alone for a few minutes, body still twitching with throbbing pleasure that is only slowly starting to fade. And someone is laughing at her. She looks up to see her mother - no --wait --that's not right -- - standing over her and chuckling nastily. Zara is slowly putting her clothes back on, pulling her shirt on over her large, dripping fake breasts. She looks down at the collapsed teen. "Oh my, Zara - sorry, Fuckdoll --you don't even recognize your own name any more, do you? - you have *really* gotten into your new role, haven't you? My my my." Fuckdoll tries to respond - but a sudden sharp spasm of pleasure from her aching nipples reduces her response to another wordless gurgle, her toes curling in a mini-orgasm. Zara giggles as she watches the teen's nipples visibly twitching, trying to regain their former shape. "I think I might have made you a little *too* pliable today. I wonder if that'll wear off or be permanent? You sure liked being a little nipple-fuckable freak, didn't you?" Fuckdoll lets out a shuddering sob. "Well honey, you managed to close down the bar tonight. Time to go home - people are leaving already, now that most of them have had you at least a time or two. I wonder how many cocks you had tonight - thirty maybe? And you are *really* popular with the ladies. Several of them asked if you might be able to come 'babysit' for them a few nights a week. We'll have to figure out your new schedule. "I already sent Luke home - though he may come over to visit a little more often. Me, of course - I think he's done with you. Oh, I guess I should make sure your other little friends leave too --" Zara turns to look around, and then walks over to where Tommy and Kelsey remain. Her eyes widen in something like shock as she takes in the blond teen's state. Kelsey is kneeling on the table of the booth completely naked, hands flat on the table between her pale thighs. Her clothes are strewn about the booth, as though they had been flung off. Her small nipples are noticeably hard atop her small breasts. Tears roll down her cheeks as she looks up at her boyfriend - and her pretty face has a shiny splattering of cum on it, with a little spray of it across her blonde hair. And she is whining. The sound coming from her throat is adorably dog-like - a girl playing at being a puppy. Her tongue lolls from her mouth as she pants between whines. Tommy stares down at the pretty blonde girl with confusion, arousal, and guilt warring over his face. Zara walks over to join him in looking down at her. Kelsey looks up at the older woman, panic playing over her features. "Hurrr --arf! Yarf! Y-yerrarf!" Zara stops and stares as Kelsey --barks at her. She trails off into a series of insistent yips and whines, punctuated with small choked whimpers. "Tommy," Zara says slowly, staring at the naked blonde teen, "What did you do?" Tommy blushes. "I, um - well --after she finished, you know --I told her that she really liked stripping. Loved it, really - I told her that getting naked makes her incredibly horny. So she got up on the table and started to strip." He pauses, and at Zara's raised eyebrow and another guilty glance at the whimpering Kelsey, he clears his throat and continues, blushing deeply. "Well, I - sort of had this fantasy, um, once. So I told her," he pauses again, then blurts out in a rush, "I told her that whenever she was naked, she could only act like a dog!" Zara blinks in surprise, and then looks at the pathetically whimpering girl again while Tommy continues, embarrassed. "I - I let her lick my cock, leaning over the side of the table - and she was so cute with her butt up in the air wagging when she got so excited that I, well - I sort of --" "You came on her face?" Tommy nods, and then looks dismayed. "But - now I told her to stop, to go back to being normal --but she won't do it?" Zara stares at Kelsey, with a surprisingly guilty expression on her face. "Oh Tommy --oh I think --I think she's stuck like this." "What?!" Kelsey lets out a long whine, staring at Zara in horror. "I-I guess I should have watched you --I just - I didn't think you'd come up with something so --so --dramatic. Once the milk wears off - well, any suggestions you made when she was under become --permanent." Tommy stares at Zara with a horrified expression. "What do you mean? I mean - you can just give her more and tell her to stop, right?" Zara grimaces and shakes her head. "For some reason, that only seems to work on my daughter. I've never been able to make it work more than once on anyone else." Tommy looks at the wide-eyed Kelsey. "You mean --" Zara lets out a small guilty laugh and shrugs. "Sorry. Your girlfriend is going to be a real bitch whenever she gets naked. For the rest of her life." She glances down at the blonde girl, and notices her hips twitching slightly. "Although --" Zara steps forward to the whimpering Kelsey and cocks her head to the side inquisitively as she looks at the trembling teen, her face burning with shame. Then she reaches down and pushes gently on Kelsey's knee. Kelsey whimpers --and turns an even deeper scarlet as she lets the older woman spread her thighs, revealing the surprisingly large puddle of wetness beneath her, where her blonde pussy has been dripping. "Oh you poor thing," Zara says, with surprising sympathy, "You're going to be a bitch in *heat* whenever you're naked now, aren't you?" Tears well in Kelsey's eyes as she drops her gaze and begins to whimper miserably. Zara watches her for a moment, and then turns to Tommy with a raised eyebrow. He's staring at his girlfriend, mouth open, eyes locked on her sopping pussy. The bulge in his pants is quite visible. "Tommy --" The boy jumps, and then looks over at Zara, blushing furiously. Zara crooks a finger at his crotch. "Take it out." He swallows, then unzips his fly. His rock hard cock springs out, shuddering at attention. Kelsey sees it - and the timbre of her whines changes. Her eyes go wide, and her little hips start to twitch --and then start to wiggle back and forth as the girl - acting as a horny dog might - begins humping the air. She looks down at herself in horror, reddening all over in humiliation - but can't seem to stop. Zara looks at her and covers her mouth, suppressing a chuckle, then scowls. "Kelsey, Down!" she says sharply. Before she even seems to realize what she's doing, Kelsey drops to the table, her pert little butt in the air, still humping gently. She tilts her head up to look at Zara in distress, her wide blue eyes welling with tears again. She whines pathetically. "Tommy - up," Zara says with a giggle. The boy swallows, but then clambers up onto the table behind the trembling girl. His cock jerks as he stares at her dripping pussy, so invitingly tilted upward towards him. He looks up at Zara with a slightly panicked expression. After a moment, her eyes widen. "Tommy - are you a virgin?" Tommy blushes scarlet, and drops his gaze. "Oh dear - does that mean --Kelsey is a virgin too?" Kelsey lets out a strangled whine, as Tommy looks up, still blushing. He nods. "She - she wanted to wait for it to be special --" Zara crouches down in front of the trembling Kelsey. "Oh, that's so sweet! Well, sweetie, will being bred like a bitch in heat make it special? I'll leave it entirely up to you. If you want to keep saving your pussy, all you have to do is not bark. Easy, right? If you want Tommy to fill your wet little cunt with cock, though, all you have to do is let out a nice little bark for it." Kelsey begins to whine louder, and grits her teeth as her they become more strained. She is clearly fighting herself desperately. Zara stands up and leans over. "My my! Such restraint," the older woman leans over, licking her lips, and grabs Tommy's throbbing cock, eliciting a gasp from the boy, "Well, if you don't want it, maybe I'll at least relieve poor Tommy myself. Here, Tommy --oops!" Zara reaches down, and lifts Tommy's cock - such that the head slides between the lips of Kelsey's pussy. The boy gasps as he feels the warm wetness of his first pussy on the tip of his cock. While Kelsey -- "ARF!! ARFF ARFF ARF ARF ARF!!!! ARFF!!" Kelsey explodes into sobbing barks at the top of her lungs. Her hands grip the edge of the table as she tries to push herself back on the cock she can feel rubbing between her wet lips - any thought of resistance erased. Zara lifts the gasping boy's cock, spreading Kelsey's pussy lips, and gently maneuvers the tip into line -- Kelsey thrusts back - and howls. Tommy groans loudly, and begins to work his cock in and out of the girl, going a little deeper with each thrust, her virginal tightness offset by her insane wetness. Kelsey's howls rise in pitch to become a nearly soundless breathy shriek. Zara reaches down and pats the screaming blonde's head. "Good girl," she says in a very human-to-dog voice, "I think you'll be doing this a *lot* from now on." With a giggle, Zara turns from the little bitch-breeding. "Well Fuckdoll, I think it's time for us to --Fuckdoll?" Zara walks around to where she left Fuckdoll, and then lets out a laugh. The teen is lying on her back, legs spread as she squirts everywhere. One huge, stretched nipple is in her mouth while she sucks the cum out of her tit, her tongue sliding in and out of the hole, while she is shoving her finger in and out of the other nipple. From the rivulets of liquid dripping off of the bench, it is quite clear that she's been cumming for some time now, quietly gurgling and squirting out orgasm after orgasm. Zara looks at her and shakes her head. Then she looks up and sees the cleaning staff arriving - and staring at the scene on front of them. Zara grins. "Well, given how much of a mess you've made, I think it's only fair that the cleaning staff gets a turn. Don't you?" Fuckdoll gurgles incoherently. "Huh - I guess someone told you that you weren't able to speak any more, huh? That's actually kind of fun - I think I like you better when all you can do is moan like the little fuck toy you are. I'll come get you in the morning - maybe if they say you were really good I'll let you talk again. Have a nice night, sweetie." Zara walks out, having a few words with the staff as she goes. She looks over her shoulder as she steps out the door, to see them clustered around Fuckdoll, the first dropping his pants and placing his cock at the entrance to her well-used and well-lubricated pussy. Fuckdoll grunts and makes a small sob as he slides inside her, and then goes back to tonguing on her nipple while he begins to slide in and out of her, wetly. With an evil grin, Zara turns and walks out the door. To be continued...