Chapter 19
Flotsam
Chapter 19: Facing
I really need to get out of this room.
I am once again, still, in Bluebell’s bed with its Holstein-print blankets. I know I can’t stay here forever, that I need to get on with my pussy-faced life, but there are still so many things to figure out. I can live here with Bluebell, at least for a while, but I still have to figure out some sort of job. I’ve been way too big a mooch. I need to figure out something to wear over my face. I need some sort of meal plan and to buy like, a space blender. Most of all, I need to figure out how to stomach going out in public again. Problems problems problems...
And distracting me from relaunching my life is the least urgent and somehow the most pressing of my issues: I am so fucking horny!
“Jesus Christ! Enough already!”
My traitor body ignores me, three pulsing points of sensitive heat refusing to quiet. I wipe my chin, arm coming off shiny with my special drool. The entire room smells like cunt, like sex. I shift in bed trying to get comfortable, aware of the pressure of my thighs pressing against my altered cunt, the caress of sheets rubbing against the hard, sensitive nipples on my enlarged breasts. I moan, a sound somehow sexier in my prosthetic voice. Fuck I want to come so badly!
Instead I clench my fists and take a deep, sexually stimulating breath. I don’t want to give in to my body, my weird transformed body. To submit to my desires and Jill-off would be a betrayal to myself, right? A surrender to whatever fucked up Dream the Sleeping God envisioned for me. Or would it? For better or worse this cunt-faced curvaceous body is my body, and these desires are my desires. My body might be different, but ultimately it’s still inescapably me. The only person I’m punishing by denying myself an orgasm is myself. Maybe I should just go for it?
At least then I could clear my mind for a bit...
I work my jaw as if I were going to bite my lower lip, instead feeling my facial labia move and press against each other. I groan, allowing my hands to experimentally cup my expanded breasts, feeling their weight, touching my hard nipples, gasping at the shocking sensitivity of them. Ahhh my body feels so good. “Fuck it.”
I let my left hand trail down the smooth, flat expanse of my belly, feeling my guts grow tight with expectation. Hesitantly I rub my hand over the soft skin of my now permanently hairless mound, split my fingers, let them slide so that they are nestled in the groove between my widened thighs and vulva, like a frame for my vagina. I shiver, just the thought of those fingers so close to my cunt, the anticipation of it, is making me dizzy. I groan as blood courses to my cunt, and I can feel the heat of it in my fingers, smell its fragrance fill the room. I grab my right tit, pull it aside, and look down at my crotch, watch as my clit swells and swells and swells, a bright pink knuckle pulsing with my heartbeat. I want to lick my lips, but I can’t. I feel my facial cunt swell too, become just as hot, its clit as hard. I leave my left hand cupping my swollen cunt and hesitantly bring my right hand down, stop, almost but not quite touching myself. I moan, feeling the clit in my ass swell too, a third burning point of urgency. Vaginal fluids drool down my chin, drip onto my tits. Gently I touch my clit and gasp! Jerk my hand back! I feel like I’ve been shocked! My clit is so sensitive! “Holy fuck!”
Bracing myself and panting through the airways behind my ears, I reach down and touch my clit again. I squirm at the raw sensation of it. “Yesssssss...” I keep my hand on my clit and slowly start to stroke it, groaning at the painfully pleasurable feeling. I try to clench what is left of my jaw, only managing to grind my face-cunt together, adding to the too-strong sensation. Fuck this is so good! I freeze my right hand, keeping it pressed against the pulsing, urgent knob of my clit, and let my left hand finally touch my labia, surprised by how thick and wide and hot and wet they are. My pussy is huge! I slide my fingers along my swollen cleft and shiver, turning my head and arching my back. “Ffffffffuuuuckkk....” I part my lips, let two fingers slide inside myself, just a little, feel the soaking heat of myself. I push in further, with three, no four fingers, and stretch myself open. I make a hook with the fingers inside me, point them skyward, drag them over the hard internal ridge of my clitoris, pushing the glans of my clit against my other hand. I gasp and writhe, squeeze my thick, soft thighs against my hands, hold myself in place as a wave of pleasure washes over me. “Fucking Jesus!” It’s too much! It’s too sensitive, too hungry! I’m almost weeping!
But I need this, I need to come, and I know there is no stopping now.
I prop myself up, halfway sitting, and take the deepest, steadiest breath I can, blow it out slowly, feel cunt-drool dribble off my chin. I start to stroke my clit again, back and forth, trying to find a rhythm. I pull my other hand out of myself, and let it glide along my opening, fingertips just barely dipping in. I tilt my head back and pant, try to immerse myself in the raw electric wire sensitivity of my cunt, the building pressure of an approaching orgasm. “Ohhhhhhh....” The feelings just build and build, beyond anything I’ve felt before, an en masse mass, an ocean of sensation and physical hunger. I start to lose myself, untether from the room, fall into a trance of pleasure. My hands keep moving automatically, playing the familiar rhythm on a spectacular new instrument. Distantly I hear myself moan and curse and the wet rasp of breath exploding out of my pussy mouth. The noisy squelch of my fingers pushing into my cunt. Ahhhhh fuck I am so close! Ah! Oh my god! Oh fuck! Fuckkkkkk....
“Ahhhhhhhhhhh!’ A nova explodes behind my eyes, a white perfect moment of bliss. I scream in a spray of pussy-drool and arch my back like I’ve been electrocuted. Oh fuck yes!
I flop back bonelessly, wet hands still on my cunt. Oh my god that was incredible! Fuck!
But it’s not enough, I’m still so fucking horny! My face pussy pulses and drips, demands it’s own attention.
I’m panting, my facial labia flexing with my breath. I lift shaking, tingling fingers to my face and stop. Do I really want to do this? Am I ready?
I try to take a deep, calming, therapeutic breath and it has the exact opposite effect. “Ffffffuuuckk...”
I run a finger along my face, starting at my clit ‘nose’ and down the wet, slick cleft of my vagina ‘mouth’. I shiver, oh Jesus it’s just as sensitive! I push two fingers inside my mouth-cunt, and reach with my other hand to rub my face-clit. My eyes roll back and I arch my spine, knees bent, as I finger fuck my face. My prosthetic voice moans and whines as incredible feelings of pleasure radiate from such an alien part of my body. It’s too fucking weird, but I don’t want to, can’t even, stop myself.
And yet...
I want more. Need more. I want to stuff my face, feel it filled, stretched. Penetrated. “Fuck....”
I wish I had a dildo... Does Bluebell have sextoys? Would she share? Where would I even get a dildo? Could I print one? I moan. No! I need it right now!
“HAL-E...” I gasp.
“You rang?” my own voice sings out as HAL-E’s svelte hologram manifests in the room. She looks bemused and I would be mad if I wasn’t so fucking horny. “Finally trying out the new equipment?”
“Dildo!”
“Ohhhh, I was wondering why you invoked me. Yeah just a second.” I feel a tingle in the weird Grey alien metal band that is fused to my neck and see a pea sized sphere of quicksilver float away from it, expanding and elongating, lovingly molding itself into an organic looking silver penis. I look at it and feel something like hunger in my mouth-cunt, a sudden flush of pussy juice saliva. The cock lands in my hands; it’s warm and soft and feels surprisingly lifelike. HAL-E gives me a big wink and a weirdly proud smile. “Have fun. I’ll sever my connections to it and leave you to your fun.”
I look at the cock and back at HAL-E. She tilts her head, smiles uncertainly. I don’t know why I’m saying this but... “Stay. Please.” I swallow, making my face-cunt spasm. “Fuck me.”
HAL-E the hologram blinks out of sight and the silver cock in my hand twitches, floats free. “Brace yourself,” HAL-E tells me, voice suddenly husky. I sit up in bed, put pillows behind my head, steady myself on my elbows. HAL-E’s cock executes a loop and I watch it aim itself at my face; it would be threatening if I didn’t want it so bad. I’m panting and drooling, watching the flying cock slowly, so slowly float toward my face, my cunt. I almost go cross-eyed watching, until I feel the cock press against my mouth-cunt, hot and assertive. The cock propels itself forward, slow but relentless, and I feel my ‘mouth’ stretch and part, yield to the cock as it pushes itself inside me. I close my eyes and gasp, “Oh fuck yesssss.....” the cock bottoms out with it’s silver balls resting on my chin. I feel it all inside me, a hot thick cylinder of penis that stretches my mouth and fills me all the way back into my throat. Breath hisses through my hidden nostrils, and a small panicked part of me thinks I must be choking or about to gag. Instead it’s the best feeling of my life, a glorious stretching that sends waves of pleasure through my body. HAL-E’s cock starts to pull itself out of me now, and I feel my cunt-mouth pull at it greedily, instinctively sucking it back in. With a final, vulva parting tug, the cock is free, hanging just past my pussy lips, almost touching. “Ohhhhhhhh.....”
“Do you like it?” HAL-E asks, voice thick. “Do you want more?”
Instead of answering I lunge my face forward, try to impale myself on its length. HAL-E grunts as I manage to snag her glans in my lips and then grunts again as she thrusts the cock into my face. I gasp and see stars. “Yes! Fuck me!” HAL-E doesn’t waste time, pistonning the cock in my face smoothly but slowly, gradually fucking me. And oh my Jesus Fucking Christ it feels amazing. “More!” I plead, “ahhh-Faster!” She obliges, cock thrusting faster, pushing into my mouth-cunt with more force. “Ffffffuuck!” The silver cock slams into me again and again, the force pushing me back against the pillows, making my head knock against the headboard. And oh god I feel it coming, a great monstrous swelling, like my mind is a balloon filling and stretching and about to... “Ohhhhhhh Ffffffuuucckkk! AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!”
I orgasm, tsunamis of pleasure bursting in unfamiliar nerves in my face. My cunt spasms, grips the cock in my face, tries to inhale it. Distantly I hear HAL-E grunt like a dude, feel the silver drone cock in my mouth twitch and dance, feel something hot and wet and metallic flood my cunt-mouth. And then the world goes away for a few moments, and I am awash in a bubble of pleasure, delirious and satisfied. And oh my god I needed that so much!
But.
But still it isn’t enough.
I come back to myself and feel that my body wants, needs more. The pleasant tingling glow of my face-cunt is downed out by the blaring hunger of my original pussy and the clitoris in my ass. I almost giggle, my other cunts are jealous! “I need more.”
“Oh?” HAL-E says, a thrill in her voice. Her silver cock drone floats in the air, erect.
“All of me,” I gasp, “Fuck all of me...”
“Your wish is my command-line.”
I roll onto my hands and knees, conscious of the heavy weight of my hanging breasts, the trickle of quicksilver fluid seeping out of mouth-cunt, evaporating before it hits the bedspread. I’m panting and still so ready to be filled. The hovering silver cock seems to fluctuate and HAL-E moans as it splits itself into three identical metallic cocks. I look at them hungrily, feel myself drool from several places. The cocks break formation, begin to orbit me, reprofiling as they fly: one cock growing improbably long and thick, another sprouting bumps and ridges, and the last becoming a short vibrating hourglass. It’s like a conveyor display of sexy treats. “Yesss..” I gasp, making a web of cunt-drool spill off my chin.
The squadron of cock drones veer into position around me. I glance back over my wide, round ass and see the huge cock, almost the size of my arm aimed at my sopping original cunt while the small buzzing buttplug jockies for access to my ass. I look forward and see the cock with the complex, bumpy topography holding position for another run at my face-cunt. Oh this is going to be fucking awesome! “You ready?” HAL-E asks.
“Fuck. Yes.”
The enormous cock behind me pushes against my hot, wet cunt; parts me and slowly penetrates me, filling me inch after inch after inch. “Ahhh-hhhhh.” It’s so big! Longer and wider than anything I’ve every had inside me before. I feel like I’ve been gloriously impaled, stretched like a tight fitting glove around HAL-E’s huge silver cock. “Ffffffffuckkk.” HAL-E doesn’t pull out, leaves me bisected and gasping. I open my eyes just in time to see the knobby cock float forward, push itself into my facial cunt. I hiss through my nostrils, making my hair blow. Pleasure radiates through my face as I feel the cock stuff my mouth-cunt, experience every knob, bump, and ridge of the penis with the sensitive walls of my vagina-mouth. I’m moaning, impaled from both ends, juices trickling out of my mouth and cunt. And then I feel something prod my butthole, squeeze itself into the tight little aperture of my anus and start to vibrate. I shriek! It feels like fireworks are going off in my ass! I make a kind of mewling noise. I’m being triple penetrated by silver flying cocks like the focal point of a weird alien porno and I’m loving it! It feels unbelievable! I wonder if I can lay here like this forever, just filled to incredible feverish bursting...
And then the cocks start to move.
It starts slowly at first, steady partial withdrawals and smooth thrusts forward. I moan as my mouth-cunt sucks on the whorls and ridges of the slow moving cock inside. I could succumb to this forever but it seems HAL-E is impatient, insistant, and the rhythm of the cocks quickly speeds up. I moan and gasp and pant, awash with pleasure as the tempo and force increases. HAL-E projects her own pleasure, her moans and grunts filling the room. Oh fuck this is good! The enormous cock in my original snatch slams into me harder and faster, rocks me on my knees, threatens to knock me over, forces me onto the cock in my mouth, makes my big tits sway. I squeal in pleasure, fight to keep myself upright, to thrust back against it. The cock-plug in my ass buzzes faster and slowly starts to expand, stretching my anus in new and amazing ways. The sensations build and build, wash over me, subsume me. I’m once again in a trance of pleasure, but somehow still aware of two Halley’s screaming and panting in stereo, the wet sounds of fucking, the almost combative jostling of bodies, and the staccato of pleasure as three cocks ream me at once. My two and a half cunts are an orchestra of sex and I’m the Symphony of ecstacy! “OhyesohyesohfuckohfuckohFUCK.
I collapse, exhausted and relaxed for the first time in weeks.
Time oozes past.
My arms and legs are numb, my fingers tingle, and all my cunts ache in the best possible way. I blink my eyes, pull sex damp hair from my face and see HAL-E standing there smiling. Not the demure, modest HAL-E with her svelte angelic hologram body, but a prono version, taller with huge gravity defying breasts and erect nipples, wide hips, and the largest largest silver penis hovering at her crotch as if it were connected to her, still semi-erect.
“Hi,” I say, blushing a little, trying to roll into a more artful position than collapsed akimbo.
“Hi yourself.” A smile plays at her lips and pixels dance artfully across her face. She walks over, her holographic sex body making a show of it, and sits on the edge of my borrowed bed. Well, simulates it at least, since she’s still intangible. She looks at me sidelong, bites her lip a little, pruriently surveying her handiwork with maybe a little concern thrown into the mix.
“That was really...” fucking mindblowing. “....nice.” I say, while wiping pussy-slime and dissolving silver cum from my face. I blush, cheeks glowing and face-cunt puffing up a little as blood rushes to my face. “I really needed that. Thank you.”
HAL-E grins, “I’m glad!” She frowns thoughtfully, “Y’know...” The silver cock detaches itself from her holographic crotch and floats in the air. I hope she isn’t expecting another round, although some part of me prays she is. Instead of flying into attack position the silver penis drone melts into itself, condenses back down into a marble of silver metal. The marble starts to rotate and reshapes itself into a featureless silver ring which drifts over and lands in the palm of my hand.
“What’s this?”
“A cockring!” HAL-E giggles, “Well not literally, but it’ll turn back into a penis when you want it to. Just let me know next time you want to play.”
I slip the silver cockring onto my finger, inspect it. “A ring, a voice, multiple orgasms... you really know how to spoil a girl.”
“It’s how I get them to put out,” HAL-E grins. She simulates running her fingers through her artfully tussled and blown out porno hairdo. “So what’s next?”
“I get out of this fucking bedroom.”
***
Bluebell moos is in surprise as I slink into her small kitchen area.
Bluebell is sitting at her dining room table, poking at a floating holographic workscreen while a milking machine empties her four large breasts and udder with a rhythmic chugging noise. The small plastic table bears a platter of small cakes and a tall glass of sweet tea filling the room with the inviting aroma of real, actual food. Light streams in through the windows overlooking the tiny rear garden, highlighting the Blue cowgirl. Recognition crosses Bluebell’s large dark eyes and a huge smile blossoms on her bovinified alien face. “You are on the ground floor!”
I grip the hem of my t-shirt dress in its unfitted mode, hold it down over my wide hips and ass, fidget uncertainly “Yeah, I figure it’s finally time.”
Bluebell laughs, “Fantastic! This one is overjoyed!”
I blush, “Thanks...”
Bluebell’s nostrils flare, “Why do you reek of sex?”
***
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