Kate could feel her heart pounding with excitement and nerves. This wasn’t her first threesome, and while it was a little strange given how little she knew Meryl, that wasn’t really the issue either. No, she was far more preoccupied with her friend, the demon, with her horns and glowing, cat-like eyes on full display. She marveled at Vi’s surreal beauty for the thousandth time that morning. Was this really the same Vi she’d gotten to know these last few months?
Meryl’s hand twitched as Vi ran a finger along the strap of her underwear. In that moment, Kate realized why Vi had joined them. It was a bit of an icebreaker, sure, but her real intention was that of connection, of empathy. Vi would be able to give either one of them attention without entirely excluding the other, and Kate and Meryl would have this bond they could choose to grow if they wanted to. Even now, having just begun, Kate could already feel the small spasms of Meryl’s reactions as Vi continued to tease, each contributing a bit more to Kate’s anticipation for her own turn.
With her free hand, Vi pushed two fingers into herself, and Kate couldn’t help noticing how incredibly wet Vi was. Even her thigh even looked wet, and her fingers disappeared with no resistance. She couldn’t feel Vi’s reactions directly the way she could Meryl’s, but Vi’s soft moan made it clear how much she’d been waiting for that moment.
Then, to Kate’s surprise, Vi removed her now glistening fingers and leaned over Meryl to hold them just short of her lips. Meryl eagerly accepted them onto her tongue, wrapped her lips around Vi’s fingers to suck on them. Vi’s blonde-haired friend let out a soft but drawn out moan, squeezing Kate’s hand as she did.
And Vi is worried this woman is straight?! What did I just watch?
Meryl was panting now, obviously incredibly turned on by Vi’s teasing. Vi just smiled, turning her attention to Kate. Meryl squeezed again, this time with what seemed like a pleading sound, as she realized Vi was going to divert her attentions for the moment.
Maybe Vi really is having that effect on people she was worried about… Didn’t they just have sex an hour or two ago?
Already fingering herself again, Vi ran her other hand along Kate’s leg, then up the cleft of her thigh to draw lines along her tummy. Again, Vi offered her glistening fingers, this time to Kate. She stared at the slippery, clear liquid, a large bead of which was growing, threatening to fall. She wasn’t opposed to the idea by any means — she would have gone down on Vi in an instant — but there was definitely something odd about how deliberately she was doing it. Kate almost asked, but that bead was dangerously close to falling on her chin.
As Vi’s fingers touched her tongue, a warm, faintly tingling sensation began to slowly spread through her. Vi smelled sweet, tasted sweet. The pleasant warmth continued to spread through her body while she took her turn licking Vi’s fingers clean. Vi was still tracing the curves around Kate’s hips with her other hand, leaving behind trails of now tingling skin. She ached to be touched even more, to be held and kissed and squeezed. Her body was throbbing for sensation and release. Even the subtle movements of her shirt as she breathed felt as if they were tormenting her hardening nipples intentionally.
Oh… Of course Vi’s an aphrodisiac…
Vi knelt over her with a small grin, glowing eyes seeming to know her every thought. Vi’s fingers followed the curves of her waist on their way up her side, slowly sliding the loose, borrowed shirt up to reveal one of her breasts. Kate felt her stomach flutter as Vi leaned closer — though not nearly as close as she should have needed to — and pressed the tip of that long tongue into her nipple. Kate wanted desperately to reach up and pull Vi closer.
Suddenly, she remembered Meryl’s hand in hers, realizing now how hard she was squeezing back. She turned her head to meet Meryl’s eyes just as Vi’s tongue flicked across her again, sending sparks jumping through her body. Meryl smiled at her reaction.
Fuck, this stuff is strong… she thought, gasping as another lick sent a jolt through her. Vi twitched in the same moment, then slid a hand up and along the side of Kate’s neck to pull her into a long kiss. Kate heard Meryl moan beside them, though she wasn’t sure if it was from something Meryl was doing to herself or from watching her and Vi make out.
“Can I help you with that?” Vi asked after breaking their kiss a few moments later and turning back to Meryl.
She nodded excitedly, and Kate realized Meryl had been playing with herself. Almost without thinking, Kate reached to do the same, earning another smile from Vi. Somehow, that smile obliterated any remaining shame or nervousness flickering in the back of her mind. Meryl clearly agreed, moaning again and arching her back in apparent ecstasy as Vi started nibbling at some magic spot on her inner thigh. A few minutes passed in mostly the same positions, Vi licking and kissing and biting between Meryl’s legs, and Meryl lost in her own world under Vi’s attention. Kate tried to keep up using her own fingers while she listened to their moans and felt Meryl’s reactions.
Suddenly, Vi let out a small squeak, then twitched and pressed her face into Meryl’s thigh. She twitched again, and again, and again, then seemed to tense for a few long seconds. Finally, she gasped, then giggled. Kate was already sitting up on one of her elbows to watch, looking curiously at Vi.
“Sorry,” Vi mumbled into Meryl’s leg.
“What? Why?” Kate asked. “Should we, uh, stop for a bit?”
Vi giggled again and shook her head, then she slid Meryl’s underwear to the side and continued right where she left off, earning a surprised exhalation from Meryl.
Well, alright then, Kate thought to herself with amusement. She continued to lean on her elbow to watch, trying to imagine what Vi might have been feeling a moment ago, or rather, was still feeling. It was hard to believe sharing someone’s sensations the way Vi had described was even possible. Then again, she had just watched Vi morph into a copy of her a few minutes ago, and that definitely shouldn’t have been possible.
Speaking of the impossible…
It was hard for Kate to put her finger on what, exactly, Vi had done to her. The physical arousal was obviously intense — her body felt hot and sensitive, and she was very wet — but she was increasingly aware of something less physical, something subtle. She wondered if it was affecting her perception of Vi, or even Meryl, in some way. Perhaps it was part of why she felt so comfortable lying here with them.
Meryl’s breaths came more shallowly as the minutes passed. Kate hadn’t been paying much attention before, mostly due to her infatuation with Vi, but as she watched Meryl pant and tense under Vi, she noticed Meryl’s toned stomach and thighs for the first time. She was pretty, but in a very different way from Vi. Last week’s Vi had a kind of scrappy cuteness. This Vi was soft with an ethereal beauty that didn’t seem to belong in this world. Meryl, on the other hand, had a pretty face and appeared to spend a lot of time running or biking. One of Meryl’s long legs was wrapped around Vi, while the other pushed her heel into the bed, helping her lift her hips into Vi, showing off her slim but toned muscles.
“Ffff– Vi!” Meryl shuddered.
Watching them both share their climax was wondrous. This time, Meryl was the one to start giggling, after which she briefly glanced at Kate, then smiled and shuddered again. Vi, on the other hand, continued quivering between Meryl’s thighs after exhaling with a dramatic, satisfied sound. Eventually, Vi pushed herself up and crawled toward Kate, giving Meryl’s wrist a squeeze on her way. Kate’s stomach did a small somersault with the return of Vi’s attention, though Vi probably wasn’t going to have to do very much at this rate. It also occurred to Kate about a minute too late that the reason Vi was still quivering was most likely her fault.
“Your turn,” Vi whispered with a grin as she knelt over Kate.
Kate wasn’t sure exactly what to expect, but she was completely content to let Vi do anything she wanted, starting with another, passionate kiss. As their lips pressed together, Vi reached down to where Kate’s own hand had just gotten distracted, gently pushing her aside so she could take over. Kate moaned softly into Vi’s lips while Vi’s fingers continued exactly the same motions she’d just been doing herself. In moments, Kate’s orgasm came crashing over her body, seeming to echo back and forth through the kiss Vi still held her in.
Vi… You’re perfect…
Every inch of Violet’s body tingled with pleasure as she drew out Kate’s climax. It was hard for her to imagine ever getting too much of this feeling, or of this incredible intimacy, feeling every reaction of Kate’s before it even had a chance to show on her face. Violet’s only disappointment was her inability to share the experience back to her partners. Not that they weren’t pleased, Meryl was smiling sleepily behind her, and a lot of what Violet was currently enjoying was Kate’s in the first place, but there was something about that incredible intimacy she longed to share. Not to mention the wonderful euphoria their orgasms left in her body. It was a feeling unlike anything she’d experienced before her changes, and she felt as though she could just melt away into Kate as they kissed.
Shit, that might be a dangerous thing to imagine.
She pulled away just enough to separate their lips, smiling at the feelings of wonder that spilled out of Kate as her eyes slowly opened. A sudden and foreign sensation from behind made Violet bolt upright. She felt a flash of pain, making her jump again with a small yelp, before the sudden tightness released and whatever had been tugging at her underwear slipped free. She already knew what she expected to find as she twisted to look, but she caught little more than a glimpse darting out to the periphery of her vision. Violet spun back to look over her other shoulder, but, again, found only a brief glimpse of tail darting out of sight.
Gah, stop it!
Violet slid backwards off her knees to stand, reaching behind to feel at the base of her spine. Her fingers closed around a part of her body she’d never felt before, something cylindrical and slightly smaller than her wrist.
Definitely a tail… Oh my god, MERYL.
With her fingers sliding down its length, she started to get a sense for where all these new sensations were coming from. Small muscles twitched beneath her fingers, seeming to want to tug her tail free of her hand. As strange as all the new sensations were, Violet was surprised to find the feelings made sense, as though she could already feel that her fingers had yet to make it halfway along its length. That remaining length came into view as she pulled it around her side, where she found it faded to the same dark color as her horns. The last few inches flared slightly to form an elongated diamond shape, reminding her of a spear, though the edges appeared soft. As her hand approached the tip, she felt it curl reflexively.
“Look what you’ve done!” Violet exclaimed, dramatically holding her tail out in Meryl’s direction. Even at arm's length, it was long enough to twist itself into different ‘S’ shapes. Meryl had obviously missed the joke, as revealed by her sudden feelings of panic. Kate was just in awe, though Violet’s uncharacteristic outburst added a little confusion and amusement to the mix. Meryl opened her mouth, but before she found the words she wanted to say, Violet burst out laughing.
“Oh god–“ Violet breathed as her laughter subsided. ”What the fuck is even happening? You’re both in my bed. We’re having sex. I’m holding my– my fucking tail–” She laughed again, then sighed. “It’s just so absurd. What the fuck!” She finished with a slight shake of the hand to accent her point, then released her tail.
A loud whack accompanied by a lightening bolt of searing pain flying up her spine sent Violet, dazed, stumbling to her knees against the end of the bed.
“Vi!” Meryl clamored toward her to peer over the edge of the bed.
“Fuck fuck fuck owww…”
“That sounded like it hurt,” Kate added sympathetically.
“Mmnnnngh–” It took another few seconds for the worst of the pain to peak and begin to fade. Violet slowly turned to confirm she had been standing a few feet in front of her dresser, the corner of which was perfectly positioned for pain.
“Ow,” Violet sighed again before slowly climbing back onto the bed. As she knelt, she was much more careful to account for where her tail was moving, helping it into a wide arc around her side, the end crossing in front of her on the bed. The throbbing pain slowly continued to fade.
“Is it… Are you ok?” Meryl asked.
“I think so,” Violet replied, reaching to gingerly touch the part of her tail that still ached. She winced, less from the touch itself and more as a result of the reflexive movement her light touch caused her tail to make. There didn’t seem to be any visual indication of her injury, though she wondered if it would bruise. She was getting the impression that tails were very sensitive things. Even as the thought occurred to her, another discomfort was already beginning to nag at her. It was more of an odd sensation than anything painful, and it took her a moment to realize it was the edge of her underwear rubbing under the base of her tail. She pushed the back of her underwear down a few inches, then smiled nervously at her friends. They were both fascinated, but Meryl in particular seemed on the edge of bursting.
“Welp, this is weird.” Violet wasn’t sure what else to say as they both stared at her.
Meryl almost bounced with excitement. “It’s fucking incredible! Vi, you have a fucking tail! It’s so long! What does it feel like?”
“Up to this point, mostly pain,” Violet laughed again.
“Right, sorry–”
“It’s ok, it’s already feeling better.” Violet frowned down at the bed. “It feels…” What did having a tail feel like? For a few seconds, she focused on trying to curl the tip slowly up off the bed and smiled when it moved as she’d intended. It really did feel strange, having dozens of new muscles to work with, as well as the knowledge that this unfamiliar body part lying on the bed in front of her was somehow attached to her, a part of her. The sensitivity surprised her the most, especially near the flatter tip, where lightly brushing the bedsheets made her shiver. And, somehow, as strange as it was, it felt wonderfully right.
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