Just one Lonely little Changeling: Loving Sister

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Just as Zhiizoo is slowing down, pulling away; I part my lips, coating the inside of Saqura’s mouth in the process. I feel her, almost bursting as it is.

I feel her warmth, as she is oozing with love; freely radiating it, as an offering to me.

She may be oblivious of it, at this point; taken with the orgasm claiming her, as she is.

With my legs still spread wide, in a split; I bend forwards, waiting for Zhiizoo to accept the invitation I am extending to her. Will she take it, accepting what I am offering her?

She is kneeling before me.

I can see her legs spread, her knees bent; in order for her to align, with what I had in mind.

Pinkie had clearly taken the hint, preparing Zhiizoo for what I have in mind, as she is growing a stiff rubbery protrusion between her legs.

Zhiizoo soon picks up on the seven inch long, two inch thick shaft.

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“Oh, oh..” I exclaim, as it is dawning upon me, what is happening.

My tights is growing a penis, for me. At first it is just stiff, but I can clearly see and feel it between my legs. She had prepared a new, very different experience for me.

Well, why not? Now I just hope she is tight enough, for me to enjoy her.

As I am moving closer to her, in order to accept the offer; I can see her hands move over from her hips to mine, slowly gripping me by my waist.

“Ooh!” I exclaim.

She is pulling me closer, to her, her face; guiding me towards her wide open mouth, her hot lips.

As she is getting close, she starts to close her mouth; finally kissing me on the head of my new penis. I feel hot, excited.

Now she is sliding her hands up the sides of my body, as she is pulling me closer still; pushing me inside her mouth.

She is tight, contracting further as she is pushing me inside. I feel the inside of her mouth, slowly tightening up around me, my penis.

“Ooh.. ooh.. ooh..” I exclaim; as she continues to contract tighter around me, as she is pushing me further and further inside.

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Just as my hands are sliding up to her armpits, I feel the tip of her penis touching my lips.

I move my hands down the sides of her body, continuing down to hover on her hips; gaining a comfortable grip, in order to guide her inside my mouth.

My lips part, just enough to permit the head of her penis inside; before I feel my hot lips and mouth contract around her. Tight. Tighter still, as I find my mouth contracting firmly.

As I pull her closer, she pushes her hips towards me in response; pushing the tip of her penis in, inside. I feel her penis slowly slide inside; as I continue to contract around her, tighter and tighter.

“Oh, oh, oh..” I reflexively mouth, my mouth filled with her penis; “she is big, really big…” I realize.

Without even realizing it, my mouth had grown wet and slippery; just as the tip of her penis slips in between my lips. I feel the slippery wetness, even through the rubber coating the inside of my mouth.

“Am I salivating?” I ponder; “Or, is this an effect of the suit covering my entire body?” I continue.

Just as the head of her penis had entered my throat, I feel her pulling back. (at first, I had not wanted it; delirious with excitement, as I am)

Only, she does not pull back, not really; as I feel the head sliding right back in, once it had slipped out of my throat. What? What is she doing?

Yet, I can’t quite help myself, in the state I had found myself.

With my orgasm still holding me, I am excited; pushed to go on, and on, and on.

Would I have enjoyed this, before? Probably not. Not even with the suit I am currently wearing.

Yet, right now; I am enjoying it, craving more.

Well, why not? I am enjoying it, right now.

Her head, the tip of her penis; sliding back and forth, just enough for her to pop into my mouth, and back into my throat.

I find myself tightening up, contracting; squeezing further and further, staying tight just to make it good for her after what she had just done for me. Yet, I find myself enjoying it, even more; getting excited and wet, in the process.

Should I enjoy it, why am I enjoying it; yet I had found myself far too excited to mind, only growing more excited in the process. Is the suit changing my experience, how I am reacting on what she is doing to me? Yet, I find myself growing excited by what I am exposed to.

From the instant the head of her penis entered my mouth, and the further she is slipping inside of me; the excitement is building up, towards the only possible conclusion.

Each time I feel her slipping over the threshold, into my throat, each and every time she slips back out; my contraction grows stronger, building up towards the inevitable orgasm.

I can no longer deny it, I can not scream. I just feel myself growing tighter around her, as she is pushing me towards the orgasm.

“Yes.. yes.. yes..” I scream inside my head; as the dam finally broke, and I am experiencing my first orgasm.

My first oral orgasm. It is a rush, even more intense, than my vaginal orgasm had been. Was that my first genuine orgasm? Maybe, just maybe; my next one will be even better, more intense.

She does not stop, pull back; she just continues maintaining the movement for a while longer.

When she finally does stop, I feel her quiver and throb; then she slows down and stop, ending with the squirt painting my inside with her thick juices.

She remains still, for a moment. Maybe as much as a minute, or two.

I do not mind, protest.

Just as I can not utter a word, or make a single sound. She remain inside me, filling my mouth to the brim. I feel her stretching me, as I remain tight and contracted

Whatever I want; but my body, my mouth still wants more.

It feels good, and I want this. What more is there, to it? I want it, because it feels good. She makes me feel good.

When she finally does slip out of me; I don’t feel used, empty. I just feel the tingling sensation of a warm feeling, I had never experienced before. I just can not for my life put a finger on what it is, or why it makes me feel so good. It simply does. Simply as that.

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I feel my hands slowly slide up her body; from the position on her hips and all the way up to the point under her armpits. It makes me feel comfortable, as I hold on to her.

Now I feel her hands sliding down my body; making a stop on my waist. From there, her hands move over my now quite plump rump; making a stop, before finally moving towards the final destination.

Where are her hands moving to? My rump? No. No, no, no.. nooo.

Still, it feels good; as I feel the tips of her fingers sliding inside, only to cause me to contract around the tips of her fingers. I feel good. Shouldn’t it?

As the tips of her fingers slip in, I realize that my rump starts to feel squishy and rubbery.

She slide the tip of her fingers over the rim; caressing me with her highly sensitive touch-Pads.

In and out, in and out, in and out; I feel the tips of her finger move continuously, over and over.

Soon, I find myself experience how I am contracting, tightening up as she continues.

Rubbery fingers, teasing and caressing me.

I hear my heart pounding, hard and fast; as I start to breathe hard, fast. Almost laboured, yet without the painful effort associated with it.

With each stroke of the tips of her fingers, I feel a growing warmth coming with an electric tingling sensation. She does it to me, again. She makes it feel so good, regardless of what I had been expecting or feeling about what she is doing. I still can not stop her, just as I can not do anything about how she makes me feel.

Slowly, she is pulling her hands apart, dilating me in the process; while she continues to caress me, as she is rubbing the rim of my orifice.

I find myself contracting, growing tighter and tighter. She is pushing me towards the orgasm, once more.

“Ooh.. ooh.. ooh…” I exclaim, quietly without any sound coming over my lips, even though my lips are spread wide in the form of a Capital Oh.

“Yes.. yes.. yes..” I mouth, my lips still stretching and stretched tantalizingly taught.

Minute, by minute passing in a forced bliss; I simply can not resist. I could not make myself, even if I had wanted to. She is in control; and I am enjoying every instant, of what she is giving to me.

“Did she plan this, all along..” I ponder; “for how long, had she been planning this?” I continue; but no answer, no response forthcoming.

Do I even need a response, and would I actually want to know? Probably not.

I have what I need, in the sensations elicited by the tips of her fingers; slowly sliding in and out of me, sliding over the rim of my orifice.

The only thing I can do, is squeak.

I love this, and she knows it. My body emanating all the love, she could possibly ask for.

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I guess you could say; she is opening me up, to new pleasures and possibilities. Just as she opened my mouth, before; just as she is breaking in my rump, to what she has in store for me.

I just could not have imagined, the situation I just woke up to; not in a million years, could I have dreamt this situation up.

I am still wide open, even if I am contracting as hard as she had made me to; yet I remain wide open, as she slips her fingers out of me.

“What will she do next?” I ponder; “What will she expose me to, this time?” I continue; still breathing hard and fast, awash in the afterglow of what she had just introduced me to.

“I need to slip these out of the way!!” Zhiizoo proclaims, indicating my arms.

The next moment, I feel her gripping the wrists of my right and left arm; before she folds my arms onto my back, pressing the palms of my hands firmly onto my shoulder-blades. In the process, I find my fingers spreading wide. As wide as I could have imagined, and then just a little bit further just for the fun of it.

“There, much better..” she declares; “just one more detail, to take care of!” she concludes.

I feel her grabbing my ankles, before she starts to fold my legs on the sides of my body; pressing the soles of my feet firmly onto my rump. My toes start to spread, the way my fingers had a mere moment before.

“Oh.. oh.. oooh!” I mouth.

“She really does have me now..” I ponder; "but what is she going to do now?” I inquire; though no sound is passing my lips, still.

“You need a tail, two inches thick..” she proclaims; “three foot long, would be just right!” she concludes.

While I can not see this, obviously; a glossy black and rubbery spot appears, at the edge of my tail-bone. Inch by inch, the tail grows; ending up three foot long, two inches thick. Just as expected; my tail is still glistering black rubber, as indicated in the initial state. Slippery smooth.

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I find myself on my back, folded up, as if I had been a doll for her to play with; which I guess you could say I am, right now.

She is bending over me, placing her lips on my right nipple; pushing further, as she is contracting her lips tightly. I feel her lips, encircling my nipple; both my nipples, as if there had been two of her.

Strangely, I find this pleasant to me. How? Why? I do not know; but it feels good, all the same.

She is licking the tip of my nipple, nipples; as she starts to suck, as if she had expected me to lactate.

Would I? Could I? Did I really want to? I have no idea, right now.

Yet, it feels good.

As my nipples are exposed to her attention, they swell and grow in size; growing sensitive in the process.

How long had her lips encircled my nipple, and how long had she been sucking? I can’t rightly say; on the account of the state I am in, right now.

“Let’s have some fun..” she suggests, just as she had let go of my nibble.

With that, I feel the tips of her fingers probing my swelling belly; until she is finding, what she had been looking for all along. The tips of her fingers slowly caressing my belly button, until she is pushing forwards; slipping her fingers into my belly button.

“Oh.. oh!” I yelp in surprise.

Still, no sound is coming over my lips.

I feel the tips of her fingers caressing what she is now claiming as my latest orifice; her touch-pads rubbing my now sensitive flesh for several minutes.

After a moment, I feel her fingers pushing to spread my belly button as it grows deeper.

Wait, what?

Under her fingers, my flesh is soft and highly elastic; even if it is hard to the touch, stiff and resisting her effort up to the point.

She continues to tease me, my belly in this manner; causing the development, as she goes.

Folded up, tightly; I can do nothing, for her to do with as she pleases.

Yet, I still find pleasure and comfort in her treatment.

Why did she do this, to me; or, is she doing it for me? Even if I never asked for it. Any of it.

She closes my eyes, and I find myself falling asleep. Losing consciousness, as it were.

My day is at an end.

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