The studio lights blazed brightly as Hayley stood in the center of the Morning Mimosa set, shifting awkwardly in the bikini she was reluctantly wearing. She had hoped that getting an internship at the daytime talk show would be her big break to make a difference, but now, staring into the cameras and the grinning faces of Trish and Suze, she wasn't so sure. It was hard to focus on anything other than the feeling of vulnerability in the skimpy outfit.
"Look at you, Hayley!" Trish exclaimed, her voice dripping with exaggerated sweetness. "You're just perfect for this segment! I love how bold you're being, this is just the kind of energy we need!"
Suze, adjusting her thick layers of makeup, nodded enthusiastically. "Absolutely! The Morning Mimosa audience just loves a fresh new look. You're going to knock their socks off!"
Hayley forced a smile, trying to keep her composure, but in her mind, she was screaming. This isn't journalism, she thought. This is a freak show. She had tried to introduce some serious topics earlier in the day, but they had brushed her off like a fly on a windshield. Still, there was no turning back now.
"So, what exactly do you want me to do?" Hayley asked, trying to keep her tone professional despite her internal discomfort.
Trish and Suze exchanged a sly glance, a mischievous spark in their eyes. "Oh, darling," Suze said in a sultry voice, "you're going to show the audience what we're working with."
Hayley's eyes widened in confusion. "What do you mean?"
"Come on, give us a little spin!" Trish urged, her voice playful but with a hint of something else, something less friendly. "You know, so the Morning Mimosa fans can really appreciate that curvaceous body of yours!"
Hayley's stomach churned, but she knew she had no choice. Reluctantly, she turned around, taking a slow spin so that the audience could see every inch of the bikini-clad Hayley. The moment her back was turned, she could hear the loud applause ringing through the studio, an overwhelming roar of approval from the audience.
She paused, the room suddenly feeling too hot. Her hands instinctively moved to cover herself, but she tried to fight the urge, telling herself to stay composed. When she turned back to face the hosts, Trish and Suze were staring at her with an intensity that made her skin crawl.
The applause was deafening, but it felt… wrong. The hosts were now looking at Hayley with a look that went beyond professionalism; there was a certain glint of desire in their eyes, something far too personal for a public show. Both of them but their lips as they exchanged an almost conspiratorial glance, their eyes lingering on her body in a way that made Hayley feel more exposed than she already did.
"You're just perfect, Hayley," Suze purred, her gaze still fixed on her. "Perfect for our show."
Hayley's stomach turned again, but she forced a smile, fighting to keep her composure. "Thanks," she said, her voice thin. She tried to hide the unease bubbling in her chest, but it was clear that Trish and Suze weren't about to let her off the hook that easily.
Trish leaned in, her voice low but still carrying across the set. "You're going to make this show shine, Hayley," she said, almost like a command, before her grin widened. "You just wait."
As the cameras panned out and the audience cheered, Hayley felt like she was stuck in some bizarre fever dream. The weight of the situation settled heavily on her shoulders. She wasn't here for this. She wasn't here to be ogled or paraded around like a trophy. But if she wanted to make it out of this, she had to play their game for just a little longer.
As the applause died down, Trish and Suze exchanged a look that only confirmed Hayley's worst suspicions. They were about to take things to an entirely new, uncomfortable level.
"So, Hayley," Trish began, her voice smooth and almost syrupy, "I have to say, that bikini really does wonders for you."
Hayley stiffened, bracing herself for whatever was coming next. Suze, not one to be outdone, chimed in, "Wonders indeed. I mean, look at those legs. Those thighs… they're like two perfect, glistening pillars of strength."
Hayley's cheeks burned. She had wanted to keep her composure, but this was getting out of hand.
"And don't even get me started on the boobs," Trish added, a grin spreading across her face. "I mean, those have to be some of the most perfect boobs we've ever seen on Morning Mimosa!"
Hayley's eyes widened in disbelief. She opened her mouth to say something but Trish just waved her off with a breezy laugh.
"Seriously, the way they're just… sitting there like two round, soft clouds… it's a work of art."
Suze leaned in, smirking as she added, "And don't forget the ass, darling. That thing is sculpted. It's like the kind of thing you see on a Greek statue, but, you know… with a bit more bounce."
Hayley stood frozen, her face burning as she desperately tried to find a way to make them stop. But the cameras were rolling, and the hosts had clearly decided they weren't backing down anytime soon.
Trish continued, completely ignoring Hayley's discomfort, "I mean, audience, how could you not notice that perfect ass? I bet half of you have already mentally licked it, haven't you?"
The studio audience burst into laughter, many of them hooting and hollering. Hayley's stomach churned, her face now a shade of red she didn't even know was possible.
Suze leaned into the mic and dramatically asked, "Audience, let's get a show of hands here… How many of you think Hayley is hot?"
She gestured toward the crowd with a sweeping hand, and the room seemed to explode with a mixture of loud cheers, whistles, and hands being raised in the air.
Hayley looked out over the sea of people, unable to avoid the wide grins and lustful gazes aimed her way. Her hands clenched into fists at her sides. This was far beyond her comfort zone.
"See, Hayley?" Trish said smugly. "You've got them eating out of the palm of your hand. This is what a true celebrity looks like. Don't you feel special now?"
Hayley swallowed hard, trying to maintain a semblance of dignity as she gave a half-hearted smile. "Yeah, I guess," she muttered, her voice barely audible over the booming applause.
But inside, she was screaming.
As the audience continued to cheer, Trish and Suze exchanged yet another sly glance, their smiles now stretching into something more devious. The tension in the air seemed to thicken, and Hayley could feel the discomfort crawling up her spine like a slow burn. She was trapped in this weird, uncomfortable spectacle, and it was only getting worse.
"You know, Hayley," Trish said, her voice dripping with something darker now, "we've had plenty of interns here on Morning Mimosa, but none of them have been as… Curvy as you." She leaned forward, her eyes scanning Hayley's body as if inspecting a piece of prime real estate. "You've got that extra thick body that just makes you stand out. It's like the universe designed you to be perfect for this."
Suze nodded enthusiastically, her eyes practically glowing. "Oh, absolutely. You've got the kind of body that just works, Hayley. I mean, we've never had someone like you here before. You're just the perfect kind of curvy, everything's in all the right places."
Hayley shifted uncomfortably, her heart hammering in her chest. She'd tried to brush off their comments earlier, but now it felt like they were crossing a line. Her mind raced, but just as she was about to protest, something caught her eye, something that made her stomach drop.
It was subtle at first, but as her gaze flicked between Trish and Suze, she noticed something strange. Both of their dresses, which had once seemed perfectly normal, were starting to bulge in the crotch area. At first, it was barely noticeable, but as the seconds ticked by, it became more and more obvious. The fabric was stretching, distorting, and it was growing and expanding.
Hayley's eyes widened. What the hell is going on? She thought. Her mind raced to make sense of what she was seeing, but the longer she stared, the weirder it got.
Unable to contain her curiosity, Hayley took a hesitant step forward. "Uh… Trish? Suze?" Her voice trembled as she tried to stay calm. "What's happening with your dresses? Are you… are you okay?"
Before either of them could answer, Trish leaned back dramatically, her fingers poised to make a grand gesture. "Well, Hayley," she said, with a voice that sounded almost theatrical, "we've been keeping something a little secret for a long time. Something only the most devoted Morning Mimosa fans know about."
Suze grinned, her eyes flashing with excitement. "That's right. And now, darling, it's time for the big reveal."
The audience, sensing that something juicy was about to unfold, hushed in anticipation. Hayley could feel the weight of the moment, her mind spinning as she tried to make sense of it all.
In one smooth motion, Trish and Suze both stood up and tugged at their dresses. There was a dramatic pause as the crowd held its breath, then whoosh. The dresses fell away in a swift motion, revealing something completely unexpected.
There, standing before the camera, were two huge,throbbing and hard cocks from underneath their dresses.
"We're not just your average Morning Mimosa hosts," Trish said, her voice now almost seductive. "We've got a few tricks up our sleeves... or, well, in our bodies."
Suze winked at the camera. "Let's just say we've been keeping our true nature under wraps. But now, we're ready to show the world the real us."
Hayley's mouth went dry as she looked from one host to the other, trying to process the bizarre sight unfolding before her.
The audience, now completely captivated, erupted into applause and cheers, completely buying into the absurdity of the moment.
"OH. MY. GOD!" Hayley exclaimed, her voice cracking as she stared at the bizarre appendages extending from Trish and Suze. The words were barely out of her mouth before her mind started racing, trying to comprehend the impossible scene before her.
"Y-You two have..." she stuttered, her throat tight as she struggled to get the words out. "Penises?"
She barely registered the word slipping from her lips, but as it came to mind, something clicked in her brain. A term she'd heard in passing once futanari. She had no idea what it truly meant, but somehow it seemed to fit the weird, confusing, and downright disturbing sight unfolding in front of her.
Trish and Suze exchanged a knowing look, their smiles widening at Hayley's shocked expression. They weren't at all surprised by her reaction. If anything, they seemed pleased by the chaos they were causing.
"Why, yes, Hayley," Trish purred, her tone dripping with satisfaction. "We do. But it's not just any kind of penis. We've got something far more... special."
Suze stepped forward, her expression playful as she flexed the strange appendages. "You see, Hayley," she said, her voice almost sing-song, "this isn't something most people get to witness. But when you're as fabulous as we are, you get to keep a few secrets. This is one of them."
Hayley's mind was reeling, trying to process what she was seeing. She couldn't believe it. She had come to the Morning Mimosa set thinking it would be a normal day, another internship, a chance to prove herself. But this? This was a nightmare that was slipping into the absurd.
The audience, clearly enjoying the spectacle, cheered loudly, the noise almost deafening in its enthusiasm. But Hayley couldn't bring herself to feel any of that excitement. Instead, her stomach twisted, and she could feel the embarrassment creeping up her spine like ice.
"W-wait," Hayley stammered, her voice faltering. "You... you've been hiding this?" Her face flushed in disbelief, but there was no denying it now. The appendages, squirming and twitching under the bright studio lights, were real.
"Of course we've been hiding it," Suze laughed, her eyes sparkling with mischief. "Why would we let the world in on our little secret?" She gave a wink, as though the bizarre revelation was nothing more than a casual joke.
Trish stepped forward, her eyes gleaming as she towered over Hayley with an almost predatory air. "But now that you know, Hayley, we're going to show you what it really means to be a part of this show. A special part."
Hayley didn't know how to respond. She didn't know what to think. Her brain seemed to shut down as the weirdness of the situation took full hold of her.
"Do you want to see more?" Trish asked, a hint of challenge in her voice.
The studio was quiet for a split second, waiting for Hayley's response. Every eye in the room was on her, and she could feel the heat of the audience's gaze, their excitement palpable.
Hayley's heart raced in her chest as the bizarre scene before her began to unfold. Her mind screamed that she should run, that this was too much, too strange. But no matter how hard she willed her legs to move, her body wouldn't respond. It was as if some invisible force was holding her in place, keeping her frozen to the spot. Her breath quickened, and her pulse hammered in her ears.
Her eyes darted around, desperate for an escape, but the studio lights felt suffocating, and the audience's cheers only amplified her panic.
Trish and Suze, oblivious to the turmoil inside her, smiled wickedly at one another. Then, as if the dresses were no more than scraps of fabric, they casually slid them off, revealing their true forms. Hayley's breath caught in her throat, her eyes wide with shock.
"Do you know, Hayley," Trish said, her voice like honey, "the moment you put on that bikini, you gave up something very important, your free will."
Suze's grin widened. "You're ours now, sweetie. And today? Well, today is going to be so much fun."
Hayley's stomach twisted, a knot of fear tightening in her gut. She couldn't move, couldn't speak, and the weight of the situation crashed down on her. Her mind screamed, What the hell have I gotten myself into?
The audience was still cheering, oblivious to the panic in her chest.
Hayley's heart hammered in her chest as she watched in horror and disbelief. Trish and Suze stood before her, their bodies now revealed in their entirety. Their large appendages that had shocked her so much moments ago were now on full display, throbbing as if alive.
The audience erupted into cheers and whistles, their excitement filling the studio like a tangible force. But for Hayley, it was like she was trapped in a nightmare with no way out.
As Trish and Suze advanced towards her, their expressions gleeful and predatory, Hayley's mind raced with fear and confusion. She wanted to scream, to run, to wake up from this surreal ordeal. But her body remained rooted to the spot, as if held in place by some unseen force.
"You see, Hayley," Trish purred, her voice low and seductive, "you're going to be our little toy today. Our plaything."
Suze's eyes twinkled with mischief as if she knew what she wanted "In fact, i want you to come over here and give your two beautiful bosses a nice hand job"
A hand job? What did they even mean by that? She had heard rumors about these two women, but never in her wildest dreams did she imagine that she would end up here, about to become their "toy."
As they took a step closer, Hayley's mind raced with fear and confusion. She desperately tried to think of a way to escape this bizarre situation, but there seemed to be no logical way out. With every passing second, the reality of what was happening began to sink in, filling her with an overwhelming sense of dread.
"I... I can't do that," she managed to stammer through shaking lips. Her voice sounded weak and pathetic even.
"I'm sorry Hayley, was I not clear enough? Let me try again. Come over here and jerk off my and Trish cock you little bitch" Suze's said that as her eyes glew.
The words "jerk off" echoed in Hayley's ears. She could see the hunger and desire in Trish and Suze's eyes. Though she would realize, her body was no longer here to control. As Hayley's body moved forward, she felt like a puppet being controlled by invisible strings.
As she approached the two women, their smiles grew wider, and their eyes gleamed with anticipation. Hayley's hands shook uncontrollably as she reached out to touch them, her fingers trembling as they made contact with the large cocks.
Trish and Suze let out a collective gasp as Hayley's fingers wrapped around the thick shafts, her nails scratching against the smooth skin. The feeling of their erections in her hands was unlike anything she had ever experienced before,they were just so big and musky.
Trish bit her lower lip, her voice dripping with desire. "That's right, hun. Stroke it nice and good. Me and Suze are really pent up and could really use someone like you." Her words were demanding, but her tone was almost pleading, as if Hayley's touch was the only thing that could satisfy the hunger burning inside them.
She could feel the throbbing of their cocks, this time more vivid, pulsating like a violent heartbeat under her touch.
'Ugh! Disgusting big dicked bitches'
Hayley fought back the revulsion rising in her throat and began to stroke Trish and Suze's cocks with more vigor, trying to numb herself to the humiliation of it. Her hands moved faster and faster, feeling their pulsing blood flow beneath her fingers like a mocking reminder of her powerlessness. She could see the veins straining against their skin, taut and furious, emphasizing how unreal and monstrous their members were.
"Oh fuck, yes!" Suze groaned, her voice breathless and raw, feeling the mounting pleasure as Hayley's steady strokes brought her closer and closer to release. "You're so good at this, sweetie."
She knew that her body was being controlled, that she was only going through the motions, but the feeling of their cocks in her hands seemed to be radiating a sort of energy that was taking over her senses. The audience roared louder and louder, their excitement feeding into the intensity of the situation. Hayley could feel her heart pounding in her chest, her breath coming in short gasps as she lost herself in the act.
"That's it, baby," Trish purred, "make us feel so good" Her eyes were locked onto Hayley's, filled with a raw hunger that sent shivers down Hayley's spine.
"Come on! Faster! Harder! Make us cum!" Suze screamed.
Hayley's body responded to Suze's demands without her mind's consent. Her hands moved faster and more vigorously, the grip on their cocks tightened, and her pace quickened as if possessed. Trish and Suze let out moans of pleasure, their bodies arching back in response, their large members throbbing uncontrollably under Hayley's skilled touch.
"Oh yes, just like that!" Trish cried out, her voice full of raw lust. "I can feel it building up... so close..."
Hayley felt a wave of shame course through her as she realized what she was doing. But at the same time, there was a strange sense of power that came with it. She was controlling the pleasure of these women, whether she wanted to or not. Her heart pounded in her chest as the audience roared their approval, egging her on.
'They are throbbing so much, are they about to c-'
"FUCK IM CUMMING!" Trish's voice was triumphant as she shouted, the words echoing through the studio. She was going to finish,
Hayley could tell she was going to be the first to cum. She watched in what felt like slow motion as Trish's body stiffened, her large appendage pulsing violently in Hayley's hand. It was like watching a scene from some surreal nightmare she couldn't escape. The waves of intense pleasure that washed over Trish seemed to emanate from the throbbing member in Hayley's grasp.
As Trish cried out in ecstasy, her body shuddering with the force of her orgasm, Hayley couldn't help but stare at the sight before her. The sheer amount of cum that came after splattered all over Hayley's face as if she just nutted months worth of sperm to her face.
Hayley was stunned by the sight of Trish's cum dripping from her face, the sticky liquid hanging like grotesque strands of silk. It was so plentiful and thick that she could hardly believe it. She sputtered, feeling the salty warmth invade her mouth. Her mind reeled in disbelief as she wiped at her eyes, trying to blink away the viscous fluid that clouded her vision. She saw Trish sitting down on the floor, looking utterly relaxed, a dreamy smile on her lips, while Suze stood over them with a wicked grin.
"Bitch, you came already?" Suze asked, her expression a mixture of amusement and frustration.
"Give me a break," Trish replied, still panting from the exertion. "It felt too good. You should have seen her face."
"Well, I'm not done yet," Suze retorted. "So let me use her for now! You can have her again later."
Suze set her sights on Hayley, who was still in shock. Before Hayley could make sense of what was happening, Suze had grabbed her and tossed her onto the couch.
"Wait, what?" Hayley gasped, struggling to clean herself. "H-hey!" she protested as she felt herself being manhandled.
She looked up and saw Suze standing over her, her large and still hard cock looming, casting its shadow across her face.
"Stay still, honey," Suze instructed, her voice dripping with intent. "This time it's mama's turn to start moving. You just need to stay there and look sexy"
There was absolutely no chance for Hayley to protest, not even a moment to cry out, as Suze pounced on her, grabbing and manipulating her with ease. She only had time to open her mouth into a shocked "O" before Suze SHOVED her massive cock inside it, the thick black member plunging in with force. She could feel Suze enjoying every moment as her throat struggled around the girth, Suze's body pressing close to her face. She was gasping and choking as Suze positioned herself on the couch, finding a perfect balance from which to thrust. Hayley gagged and tried to pull back, but Suze held her firmly in place, her strong hands ensuring she couldn't escape.
"Ohhh yeah," Suze moaned, her voice dripping with satisfaction. "What a sweet, warm little mouth you got." She laughed, already savoring the moment. "Let's see how many humps it takes for me to dump my load inside your stomach." Her hips began to move with a brutal rhythm, driving in and out, face fucking Hayley with relentless enthusiasm.
Trish watched with amusement, her laughter ringing through the room. "You got it now, Hayley! If you think I came a lot, just wait until she does! She cums buckets worth of cum."
Hayley could do nothing but gag and gag some more, her mouth and throat utterly assaulted by the large cock. Her eyes watered as she fought for breath, her own spit and drool dripping down her chin while Suze used her shamelessly. She could hear the audience roaring, loving every moment of her humiliation. Her vision blurred, and her head spun as she struggled to keep up with the pace, the thick member stretching her jaws wide. She was overwhelmed, the sensation taking over her senses.
Out of breath and helpless, she could only gurgle and pray for it to be over soon.
Suze watched eagerly for a few moments as Hayley's mouth was filled by Trish's vigorous thrusts. She could see Hayley's thick thighs writhing as she fought to keep up with the brutal pace. Licking her lips, Suze jumped up from the couch with renewed determination. She couldn't resist joining in the fun, driven by the sight of Hayley's lower body trembling. Her laughter mixed with the wet sounds of the facefucking as she moved towards Hayley like a predator closing in on its prey. She could tell that Hayley was too distracted to notice her approach. She grabbed her legs and spread them apart, opening them nice and wide, exposing Hayley's wet and lonely pussy. The bikini was way too small to cover it after all the moving around, and Suze's eyes gleamed with mischief as she bent down to give it a good lick. Hayley jerked in shocked surprise. She felt Suze's tongue immediately, the boldness of her move shooting straight through her body. Her expression changed from one of struggling discomfort to one of startled disbelief as she realized she was being eaten out.
Trish felt Hayley stiffen under her, and she quickly understood what was going on. She looked back, and laughed as she saw Suze hungrily devouring Hayley's pussy.
"Hahaha damn bitch you sure know how to make things hot, you see that hayley? she is eating your pussy out while i am here face fucking you, can you hear my balls slapping against your chin? or are you to busy getting licked?"
Hayley's eyes were rolling to the back of her head, her senses so overwhelmed that it felt like her brain could not process what was happening anymore. Trish didn't seem to care; with a wicked grin, she held on tighter to Hayley's head, her hips thrusting even faster. Hayley's body jerked and spasmed, almost drowned out by the relentless pace and the sensations that consumed her.
"Oh fuck! I'm gonna cum! I'm cumming, Hayley! Drink it all! Eat my thick protein shake! Eat it all! Eat it all!"
Trish shouted with a triumphant cry, her voice echoing in Hayley's ears. It was the last thing Hayley heard before Trish's balls clenched up tight and she dumped load after load inside her mouth. Hayley gagged as the thick spurts filled her, forced to swallow the massive amounts of cum that flowed like a torrent. Her cheeks bulged, and she sputtered in disbelief at the sheer volume.
"Jesus Christ, Trish, you came more than a bull!" Suze chimed in, looking impressed and amused. "You trying to break her...before we get to fuck her?"
"What? I just really needed a good quality bitch to receive my bitch breaker haha, but you're right" Trish acknowledged, her voice casual and teasing. With one last, playful thrust, she pulled back and let Hayley free. Hayley gasped, her chest heaving, trying to catch her breath. Her face was a mess, covered in spit and cum, her expression showing sheer exhaustion from the relentless session.
"She doesn't look like she can handle much more before fainting," Suze said with a click of her tongue, sounding disappointed. Her eyes focused on Hayley, who was now sprawled out and panting for dear life. "So weak I barely got to have some serious fun" Her dick was already hard again, glistening with readiness.
"What do you think guys? Is there anything we can do?" Trish asked the audience. She grinned, eager to hear how the audience wanted them to humiliate Hayley.
"DOUBLE TEAM! DOUBLE TEAM! DOUBLE TEAM!"
"You hear that hayley?" Trish leaned in close, her voice dripping with malice. "they want us both to fuck you hard like a stress relief ball"
Suze laughed, clearly excited by the idea. Hayley's eyes widened in horror.
The atmosphere in the room became electric, the kind of energy that made it feel alive and breathing with anticipation. Trish and Suze, driven by the audience's chant and their own desires, quickly grabbed Hayley's limp arms and hauled her up from the floor. She stumbled in a daze, unable to keep her balance as they dragged her to her feet. The world around her spun as Hayley realized what they intended to do. She stood between them, feeling like a toy they were about to play with, her body trembling in equal parts fear and exhaustion.
"Stay on your feet, bitch," Trish ordered, her voice leaving no room for anything but compliance. Her cock rubbed eagerly against Hayley's pussy, teasing her as she maneuvered in front. Suze positioned herself behind Hayley with intent, her large cock nudging against Hayley's phat ass and promising more than Hayley thought she could take.
"Relax your muscles," Suze demanded in a tone that was both playful and commanding. She slapped Hayley's ass with a shocking force, making her flinch from the unexpected sting. "You want us to enjoy this as much as possible, right?"
Panic surged through Hayley, and she could feel her breath coming in ragged gasps. Her eyes darted from Trish to Suze, a silent plea for mercy written on her face. She knew they were about to skewer her with their massive cocks, and the thought made her heart race wildly.
"I-I can't," Hayley stammered, her voice tinged with genuine fear. "The two of you are too big"
Hayley's breath caught in her throat as she watched Trish and Suze exchange a mischievous look. Before she could protest further, Trish gave a little chuckle, her hand already moving toward one of her holes.
"No need to worry, Hayley," Trish teased, a grin spreading across her face. "We've got this."
Suze winked and added, "You might want to brace yourself."
In an instant, both women simultaneously pressed forward, and Hayley gasped loudly. Her eyes bulged from her sockets as she just felt two large members invade her. There was no way…Yet, somehow, they did it.
Trish, with her usual confident flair, grinned as she settled in, adjusting herself comfortably with an exaggerated effort. Suze, not far behind, mirrored the same motion, making it all look way too easy,far too easy.
Hayley's cheeks burned as she watched the two of them wriggle into place, realizing just how much effort they'd put into this. She couldn't believe it. They actually did it, and so roughly too!
"F-Fuck, No way, you guys really fit?!" Hayley stammered "I-I cant…"
Suze let out a playful laugh. "Told you we could handle it. Now relax, Hayley. The real fun's about to start."
Trish and Suze began to move, each shifting their position with practiced ease, their actions smooth and fluid. The way they wriggled and adjusted their large futa cocks was almost choreographed, a rhythmic dance that made it seem as if they were completely at ease.
"Ooooh yeah~Now, this feels good,such a nice little pussy" Trish said, her voice dropping into a satisfied hum as she leaned into the movement, her body pressing in deeper. She gave an exaggerated thrust, pushing herself just a little further with a delighted sigh.
Suze wasn't far behind. She matched Trish's motions, her grin widening as she felt the fit become even more comfortable. "It's like it was made for us,I thought your ass was tighter Hayley" she added, her voice playful but thick with satisfaction.
Hayley, standing frozen, couldn't stop her face from contorting with disbelief. Her eyes darted between them, her cheeks burning as she tried desperately to maintain her composure. Her body felt tense, under pressure, struggling to keep up. Each shift, wiggle, and thrust that Trish and Suze made had an impact on her.
Her mouth opened slightly, her face flushed, and she groaned softly, the sound escaping involuntarily. Her brows furrowed, and her lips parted again, releasing a deeper groan. Hayley's voice cracked as she shifted uncomfortably, her expression a series of contorted faces ,wide eyes, clenched jaw, and a furrowed brow. She tried to steady her breath, but it wasn't working. Her body felt hot, and the noises escaping her were starting to sound almost like she was struggling to hold it together.
Trish glanced over at her with a wink, clearly enjoying the effect they were having on Hayley. "Oh, come on, Hayley. You know you're feeling it, too. Don't hold back."
Suze added with a teasing smile, "Yeah,Relax and enjoy the ride."
Hayley's eyes bulged for a moment, and she groaned again, this time louder, her breath coming in quick, sharp bursts. She was so not ready for this, and yet, there was nothing she could do. Trish and Suze both seemed to feed off each other's energy, their movements picking up speed, becoming faster and more forceful. What had started as a slow, playful rhythm now grew more intense as they pushed themselves to their limits.
"Oh, yeah! This is it!" Trish exclaimed, her body moving faster, with more force, her muscles tensing as she put more effort into each thrust. The motion was swift and strong, her grin widening as she reveled in the increasing momentum.
Suze matched her pace, her face lighting up with excitement as she felt herself pushing harder, faster, her body making sharp, rapid humps "You feel that, Trish? This is what we were meant for!"
"Ahbn! Ahn! oOOHN! FUCK!" Hayley watched, helpless, as Trish pushed forward with a sudden, exaggerated thrust. The force of it made Hayley moan more, her face a mixture of shock and confusion. "W-what... How are you doing this?" she gasped, her eyes wide, her cheeks flushed.
Every thrust, every push, sending waves of pleasure through her. She could feel the tension building, her own breath becoming more erratic as she involuntarily groaned again, her face twisting with strain. She was feeling the pressure, her own body matching their speed and strength.
She couldn't take it anymore. "I-I can't keep up with you two!" She cried out, her voice full of exasperation, sweat gathering on her forehead as her breaths came harder and faster.
As Trish and Suze finally began to slow, their faces still glowing with the aftershock of their energy, Hayley stood there, panting, almost dizzy from the whirlwind of emotions. Hayley's chest heaved with effort, her face flushed and her mind a whirlwind of confusion.
"I'm about to lose my mind here… I don't know how much longer I ca-"
Trish and Suze exchanged a knowing look, their grins wide and mischievous.
"You're not the only one feeling it, Hayley," Trish said, her voice breathy with excitement, the rhythm of her movements still quick and forceful. "But don't worry… we're about to blow it!"
Suze nodded enthusiastically. "And when we do, it's gonna fill your little womb with our thick, warm water of life..."
Hayley's eyes widened in disbelief. "No! You can't! It's not safe!" she shouted, her mind racing as her body was overwhelmed by the mounting tension of the moment. "You'll ruin me!"
But Trish and Suze paid her no mind, their focus entirely on the surge of energy between them. They were almost there, and the excitement was palpable.
With a final, synchronized push, they gave one last forceful thrust, and Hayley barely had time to react before she heard the massive SPLASH. She felt her whole body shake as if ready to overflow, the thick "water of life" was sloshing inside her, threatening to burst forth and engulf everything, she could feel it, it was so much…
And just as the chaos was about to reach its peak, the sensation jolted through Hayley like an electric shock.
*GASP!*
Her eyes snapped open, her breath rapid as she sat up in bed, heart room was still, quiet. There was no Trish, no Suze, no morning mimosa.
"What the hell?"
Hayley blinked, confused for a moment, her chest still rising and falling with the remnants of the dream. She looked around, the soft light of the morning streaming through the window. Her mind was a jumble of emotions as she let out a deep sigh of relief.
"It was just a dream?" She muttered to herself, still feeling the phantom sensation of the surreal experience. A moment of silence passed, and then, almost as if to punctuate her realization, Hayley groaned aloud. "Jesus christ, I really need to stop watching porn and eating junk food before bed"