Cameltoe by Cameltoe

A pt on her bare ass woke Princess Cerise Silhouette up. She and Somnambula took a short bath, wolfed down breakfast, and dressed for the day ahead. A sizable tip was left for the hotel after they had broken the bed in the throes of passion, Cerise's face aflame at the memory.

This time, the two of them headed to the black market on the outskirts of town. A place where dubious trades took place constantly, where one of her brothers, Ashen Dunes, had purchased that cursed pair of bra and panties that afflicted the wearer with intense, erotic dreams.

Somnambula had reclaimed the accursed items and often wore them, driven to such euphoria when she slept that she would often repeatedly come herself in the midst of her slumber.

Cerise had woken to find herself spooned by Sommy, relaxed under deft hands that had pinched her nipples, fondled her breasts and buttocks, traced and penetrated her slit in the middle of her sleep. She had whined and accepted her delicate touch, pushed over the brink.

What could the priestess possibly show her that was beyond what they'd already seen...?

In a flash, Somnambula transformed into a Sphinx. "Mount me," she teased and sat on her haunches. The princess snickered and climbed aboard the Sphinx's back, more massive than when they'd made love. "Why did we need the camel before, if you could do this?"

"I couldn't maintain this form the entire trip," she explained as her wingspan unfurled and started to beat when they took skyward. "Hold on tight, my princess." Cerise leaned forward to maintain her balance, her palms left to brush over the Sphinx's bared, milky udders.

Instinctively she took a tender squeeze of her motherly mammaries, felt the marshmallow titflesh pinch under her touch. Reluctantly, she slid her hands down to hold onto her stomach.

They cast a shadow when the duo swept ovcer the town, towards the shadowy marketplace.

Cerise swallowed when they passed the stalls below. Guns and crude explosives were openly sold by shady vendors. Most of the buyers wore masks, cloaks, and hoods. Drugs were also sold and traded. But what worried her most of all were the slaves that were traded in the open.

Most of them were mares, but there were also a number of stallions, each denuded save for some that were decorated in jewelry, which included piercings that adorned their genitals. No doubt they would love to capture a pretty princess and purchase her priceless pink pussy!

The Sphinx landed behind a building shrouded in black. After they touched down and Cerise dismounted, Somnambula changed back and approached the lone bouncer at the back. A heavy sack of coins clinked into his palm, and he stepped aside to allow them inside.

Cerise swallowed once they stepped into the darkness, the hallway lit by a sheen of fuschia, her nostrils filled by a mixture of vibrant perfumes. "Where are we-"

"Worry not, you're always safe with me," reassured Sommy, who took her hand. "I rented a private room for us and paid for a show. One I hear your merchant brother is fond of."

Cerise quirked an eyebrow. "Ashen Dunes come here often...?" She didn't have time to question her further, as the couple arrived in a spacious room with two side-by-side chairs.

They took their seats in the silence and waited, their hands still locked.

A colorful, sparkly miasma started to roll about the interior at their feet. A neon luminescence pierced the veil of darkness, to reveal three feminine silhouettes lined up before them.

A sensuous, harmonized song crooned from the three females. The one in the center, Adagio Dazzle, stepped forward first, her arms spread wide. Her tall, well-sculpted form was clad in no more than a slim bikini-style costume, even scantier than Cerise's own.

The siren resembled a typical mare on land, save for fin-like ears and slits on one side of her stomach which helped her breathe underwater. She and her sisters were once villains in the invasion turned heroines, who helped Cerise's parents drive away the alien invaders.

Next came Aria to her left, also tall, but thin and athletic, her nubile body trim in a scant costume to match the oldest sister. Lastly came Sonata, easily the most voluptuous of the threesome, her own scanty costume barely able to contain those breedable buns and udders.

"Welcome to the show~. Mmm~," teased Adagio in a drawn out, sultry voice.

"So this is the birthday bitch," added Aria, who traced Cerise's lips with a finger.

"I'm not sure she wants to be talked to like that," said Sonata, who circled behind the princess and rested her barely concealed milkers on Cerise's back. "What's your wish, mistress?"

"W-well..." Swallowing hard, Cerise had to admit the legends of their beauty couldn't do them justice. She doubted the straightest mare in the world wouldn't be drawn to their unnatural charm. Especially when she felt the heat radiate from them, and inhaled their musk.

Not to mention her birthday was still a ways off! Sommy was too kind!

The sisters shared a look and smile. "Just tell us what you'd like, and we'll do it," said the trio in unison, since Somnambula had paid a small fortune to 'rent' them for the entire day.

As heroines of the Eldritch War, money wasn't a problem for them, yet still the sisters yearned for more. Plus, they had learned to draw sustenance from their entranced audiences. Not in any way that would harm them, but also left the sirens overwhelmed by shared euphoria.

Music filled the interior when they resumed their siren's song. Their dance started slow, a swish of their hips, breasts, and buttocks, which picked up pace bit-by-bit. Cerise and Somnambula were unable to tear their eyes away, perfectly captivated by the supernatural sisters.

At the end of the first 'track', all three of them undid their tops and freed their titties, Sonata's in particular left to wobble and clap as they settled, much to Aria's visible envy. Nonetheless she shook her smaller but still perky handfuls beside her sisters in the faces of their audience.

They made circles around their watchers like sharks that circled their prey, thirsty for blood, and rubbed their tits and nipples across them. By the time the next piece of music ended, they bent over, their asses thrust into their faces, and peeled down the bottom halves of their outfits.

Once the pieces pooled at their ankles, they kicked them off and aside, their nakedness fully unveiled to them. "LIke what you see~? Perhaps you'd like to free yourselves, too~?"

They surrounded Cerise and Somnambula, then started to undress them too. Quickly, clothes were removed and discarded. The eldest sister licked her lips. "Ooh, the princess is lovely!"

"So's this one," added Sonata, the most youthful of the three. "Perfect nipple placement!"

"Bare snatches too," said Aria more crudely than her sisters, as she dared to trace Cerise's already moist and flushed full slit, where she threatened to invade her velvet folds. Instead she scooped up a spiderweb of liquid love on her tips and lazily licked them clean. "Delicious!"

Gently she was pushed aside by Sonata, who turned her back to the princess when she settled into her lap. Her wide blue ass started to swirl atop her, as she took Cerise's hands and directed them to fondle her milky cow udders. "Like that babe," she wheezed amidst her lapdance.

Cerise's own breasts were peppered in tender bites and kisses by Aria, while Adagio straddled Somnambula face-to-face and breasts-to-breasts as she playfully rode her with a low moan.

"Tell us how we can better pleasure you," offered the eldest siren. "Maybe like your brother?"

Sonata cut in, "But neither of them have dicks! We could use a potion-"

Cerise shook her head between pants. "No, this is fine! I mean, I'm sometimes curious what it would be like to have a penis, at least for a while, but I love my kitty!" She could feel the heat build in her loins, so enraptured by the threesome she threatened to come on the spot.

Yet before she could, they traded partners, as the lapdance continued. It became a fleshy version of musical chairs with each track, as Aria also took her turn to ride them and let them feel her up too, albeit with more brutishness than the playful Sonata or sensual Adagio.

Finally, the sisters dismounted, Cerise and Somnambula left to huff. They were worked up but far from satisfied, as Somnambula pulled the eldest sister close and whispered in her ear.

"Hmmm, color me interested. Yes, we'd be happy to help fulfill a fantasy." Adagio sashayed her naked hips and buttocks on her way over to Somnambula's rutsack and fished out her tools.

Cerise accepted the item. "What's this?" It resembled a belt with straps, however on closer inspection her blush deepened, a portion of it topped by a pair of false cocks.

"A strap on," noted Aria. "But not like any I've seen!"

"It was based on the Dragon Lord," mused Somnambula, who traced the thick twin pillars lined in ridges. "Rumor has it Spike's equipment has pleased hundreds of mares. Hardly a surprise, with the harem he built amidst the Eldritch War. A wizard crafted this in his honor."

Aria folded her arms, lips drawn in skepticism. "So he has two titanic dicks? So what?"

"Well, there are these little bumps..." Sonata snickered and traced them. "I've heard they can hit all kinds of sweet spots! It's supposed to help open up your cervix to take his seed!"

"Sounds kinky," said Adagio, as she gestured to her sisters, met by their nods. Sonata went to all fours in the room's center, her sizable ass directed to their audience. Adagio came next, as she swung a leg over Sonata's back to straddle her. Lastly came Aria, who mounted the eldest of the troika to form a fleshy, fertile feminine tower, poised to be taken by the two mares.

Somnambula, who had already slipped into her strap on, helped Cerise into her own. The princess squeaked in surprise when the 'costume' settled, surprised to learn they were built to fill their own lower holes, which split wide open as they were spread to take the dildo-like protrusions on the inside. She moaned and clenched reflexively around them.

"This will be an awkward fit," warned Sommy, only to have her ass spanked to send her forward. She flushed in surprise at the princess, yet trundled onward.

Somnambula took a moment to lube up the strap on, as did Cerise, before she lined up with Adagio and pushed her hips forward to ease herself in. The tips drove open the siren's asshole and pussy with a lewd squelch, a moment taken to let it settle as she fully sheathed in her.

The siren moaned, as the feathered tips of Sommy's plume directed themselves to Aria mounted atop her, and spread her purple puss and plot wide open to leave those delicious lower holes exposed. Immediately, she started to lick, trace, and probe her canals.

Behind Somnambula, she felt the princess knead her buttocks as Cerise lined up with Sonata's own fuckholes and also split her open, the false drake cocks separated only by a thin layer of tissue between Sonata's asshole and cunt when she filled her to the absolute depths.

A yelp escaped Cerise, who bit her bottom lip. What she also hadn't known was that these strap ons had various enchantments placed on them. She could feel every inch of the ass and pussy she claimed like she had cocks of her own, yet also felt her own lower holes filled to the brim.

Her hips moved on their own, in tandem with Sommy's, driven by an unfamiliar instinct to breed them like the fertile bitches they were. She moaned and thrust, felt the double dicks throb and pulse like they were her own, determined to deliver a payload into their slippery wombs.

They were met by moans and the wet slap of raw flesh as the pair dominated their asses. It wasn't like the spoiled princess to rake command, yet the strap ons made her feel more dominant! No doubt Ashen Dunes had repeatedly railed the three sisters into submission!

Sommy craned her head back as she paused her feast on Aria's clenched, saliva-soaked holes, and whispered, "There's another enchantment on these. These phalluses can cum."

"C-cum? But...but..." Cerise shivered in dread, yet couldn't halt the blur of her hips.

"Worry not. The seed may resemble the real deal, but cannot take," assured Sommy, the' sperm' that would be launched from the tips little more than arcane ether.

"Do it you bitch," demanded Aria. "Shoot your loads inside my sisters!"

"Jealous?" Adagio chuckled between her own drawn out moans. Nonetheless, she clamped down on and milked the cocks buried inside her, as did Sonata while they were fucked raw. Their asscheeks calpped each time they were skewered, impaled on flesh-like pillars.

They whined and drooled as two of them were screwed, while Sommy made an all-you-can-eat buffet of Aria's spit-soaked rectum and slimy snatch, which dripped into her maw as it was devoured, its taste and texture savored each time her mouth muscle proped her womanly walls. Aria quaked and cursed out her ecstasy, the first to come directly into her mouth.

Squirts drenched Sommy's chin and tits. Gritted teeth wheeze out Sommy's own climatic chorus as she sank 'balls deep' in Adagio, the 'flesh spears' left to pulse and unleash an impossibly sized load into her funholes. Blast-after-blast of draconic loads impacted her warm, wet walls.

The force of impact made Adagio come too, her squirts left to wash over the priestess' already Aria nectar stained tits and crotch. One of Cerise's palms squeezed around Sommy's tits, another on her asscheek, as she also thrust to the hilt and fired off into Sonata.

Sonata's sphincter and pink taco constricted around the sheathed skewers, also pushed beyond the rim as her feminine flood washed over the princess, she and Sommy also lost in the throes of a male's and female's climax at the same time, all the way down to their filled assholes.

Brains busted by ecstasy, at least momentarily, the flesh tower topple as the fake cocks popped free. Gaped wide orifices churned with cum that spattered from them, connected by trails of their love nectar and more ribbons of spunk as Sommy and Cerise continue to unloaded alkl over the sweaty, exhausted mess of sisters and each other in stray blasts of semen.

"God," wheezed Cerise, as she continued to bukkake the downed sisters. "I-I can't-"

"Ride it out," called Somnambula, who also swayed on her feet while she continued to 'cum' with her. A drake could easily seed a couple dozen females in a day. The enchantment allowed the wearers to experience that, as they all but drowned the sisters in thick dollops of spunk.

Once spent, the strap ons disappeared. Cerise and Sommy slipped on the splooge and landed on their bare butts with a thump, where they shared a bout of laughter as they rode out the last, electrical sensation of a climax that dwindled. Cerise asked, "are they-?"

"Just asleep," assured Somnambula, who made certain the unconscious sirens were positions so they didn't drown in spunk. Thankfully, the false seed would dissipate within an hour. She drew her to her bosom and kissed her. "Happy birthday, my lovely princess."