Her girldick, as Josefina called it, was not something she liked to use for penetration, but she did love having it sucked. It was delightfully soft at rest, and took its sweet time to rise. That suited me and my limited head game to a T, pun intended. I was on her in a second, pulling it into my mouth and tonguing it around like sensual tteokbokki. She let out a couple of high-pitched moans, before her voice was abruptly muffled.

I glanced up. Ana was hunched over her, their left arm now long and octopoid and slithering its way into her mouth. Josefina began to whimper and gag. And that springy little girldick throbbed with sudden delight, as it grew, and slid down the length of my tongue. Unprepared for such probing, I retreated, and began licking the shaft of it while my fingers caressed her taint.

“She’s a beautiful little slut,” I said, “isn’t she Ana.”

“Yesss,” said Ana. They had their arm wrapped around her chin now, examining her with a pleased look.

“Kiss her!” I whispered. And they did.

Ana doesn’t kiss so much as attacks; their lips fight your lips, their tongue literally opens its own little mouthlet to seize your tongue. It’s aggressive and hot as hell. When they pulled away, Jo gasped.

“Spicy!” she said with wide eyes. “I love it.”

“If you ask nicely,” I said between planting kisses on her her inner thigh... “maybe they’ll... eat your ass a little.”

Josefina pulled back from the makeout to reply: “Doesn’t that burn?”

“Huh. I actually don’t know.” My previous encounter with the Anomaly had been a limited time event; there were many things we hadn’t gotten around to doing. But their mouth parts seemed well suited to analingus—narrow, slick, dexterous, and capable of sterilizing themselves in an instant.

“Then I’ll try it,” she said—“for science! That is, if you’d be so kind, Ana.”

Clambering off the bed, I seized her ankles with all the daddy dom energy I could muster, and dragged her around so her ass was just hanging off the edge. Ana was slowly reverting to full shoggoth form, sprouting all kinds of body parts, and in a second they had an octopus arm and a squid tentacle each holding up one of Jo’s legs. I climbed on top, roughly astride her forehead, the better to watch as Ana’s “human” head ducked down just low enough to start teasing that ass open.

“Now that’s what I call a view,” I said.

“I’ve got a pretty nice view of your dick hovering just out of reach.” Demonstratively, Josefina stuck out her tongue; it was a long one by human standards. But then something else got her attention.

It was Ana. They’d wrapped a slimy arm around the girldick, while simultaneously their lamprey-like tongue was teasing her ass open.

“Jesus, Ana,” she cried, “what can’t that mouth do?”

I had to admit, their skill and aggressiveness was impressive. Me, I’ll eat ass for the right person. But I admit I have a hard time getting enthusiastic about it. Ana had no such difficulties.

“Does it burn?” I asked.

Her breaths were coming fast and ragged. “No, but... there’s something about it... I could... fall in love... with that mouth.”

Ana’s head peeked up from what it was doing and smiled that cold alien smile. “We are accepting applications, to join our 10-dimensional polycule.” I couldn’t help but laugh.

“So you’re a comedian now.”

Josefina, meanwhile, was too snowed under by pleasure to laugh. “I need... more, I need... ahhh! Motherfuck, that is long!” She was right. Leaning in a little, I could see Ana had skipped the pleasantries and was sliding their inhuman tongue up my babygirl’s ass, feeling out her insides. She squirmed a little, then settled into it with a drawn-out, pleasurable moan. And reached back with one hand to stroke my cock.

I smiled down at her, brushed her hair slowly, and said, “If you think that’s fun, wait until you get podded.”

“Podded? You mean like, with the little tentacle fun feet?”

Ana’s tongue withdrew. “Technically”—and I could see their arm tighten as they said this, a peristaltic wave that seemed to wring out slime from the pod—“they are called clubs. But we like the sound of fun feet.” As I watched, the pod gradually deformed itself until it was pencil-thin. Then it squirmed its way inside and began to inflate.

“Whoa!” Josefina’s eyes went wide. She reached out, and I felt her fingertips pressing into the small of my back. “How is it so small, and so frickin big?”

“Well, each arm is a muscular hydrostat that can—”

“Sheldon, rhetorical! Oh, god, it’s still growing... Fuck me you fuckdemon... Rearrange my guts. Unh!”

Jo’s girldick was still in the reverent embrace of a long coil of Ana’s octopoid arm. It was quite hard, now, as hard as girldick seems to get. I was hard too, watching my demon friend fuck the shit out of my crush, and the looks on both their faces, as I idly stroked off. She tried to no avail to reach me with her tongue, which was long but still merely human.

“Use me, daddy. You don’t have to fuck my face, but at least... ahhhh... at least let me suck on your space nuts.”

I’d been laying dick for many years, first with a strap-on and later with the alien prosthesis; but softie that I am, the idea of facefucking someone always made me nervous. Ana had been the first to show me how nice it could feel. And Josefina, while not an immortal demon, had proved herself equally undaunted last night. The way she’d jerked me off to the point of orgasm, grabbed my ass with both hands and shoved me down the back of her throat until I was drained, that was in the spank bank forever.

“Alright, baby. Can you tip your head up a little? Good.” I thought I’d hit her teeth entering this way, but clearly I underestimated how much Jo could unhinge her jaw. In fact, at this angle the lack of resistance was startling. Before I realized it, I’d sank most of my length between her lips, putting a cork in her moans of pleasure so they became little wet grunts. I pulled back. She gulped, and took a deep breath.

“More, please. Fuck my face.”

“Hey, what babygirl wants...” I reached out and grabbed her cute little tits for leverage, and buried myself in her with long, slow strokes. The sweetness of her body, of her trust and submission, hung in the air like the fragrance of peonies she’d been wearing last night. Her hips began to grind excitedly against Ana’s slimy flesh. I growled reflexively as I bottomed out and slowly withdrew. This time, she coughed and sputtered.

“Babygirl?”

In answer, Josefina reached around and grabbed my ass, rolled back her eyes and screamed—not a helpless shriek, but madwoman’s battlecry. Her hips and ass lifted off the bed as she ejaculated in a high arc that landed all over her chest and stomach.

“Oh My Fucking God.” She threw back her hands and let them rest on the sheets. The cum, plentiful but thinner after years of HRT, ran off her in rivulets.

“You flatter us, human. We are at best a minor noble of fucking.” They’d removed themself from Jo’s ass and were eyeing the gape left behind by their swollen tentacle.

Jo and I laughed. The Anomaly remained placidly poker-faced, however.

“How we doing on energy, Ana?”

“Good, but not sufficient. Ahem. You yourself, must reach orgasm, we think.”

“Shit, no pressure or anything.” I started to clamber down from the bed. “Now don’t you pout, my little slut, I’m about to use that gaping hole as my personal fucktoy.”

“Yesss!”

At this, the belly mouth, which had refrained from commentary thus far, was roused to speech.

“MROW. HUNGRY.”

“Thefuck? Did everyone hear that?” I stood scratching my head, erection beginning to lose steam.”

“FOR. GIRL. DICK.”

“Oh, umm... sure. Hey Jo, scoot back, and let’s get a pillow under that ass.”

This was wild, but it ought to work.

I lubed myself up, played with it until it was good and hard, threw her legs over my shoulders, and slowly fed the tip of the spacedick into her ass. It barely resisted. Great, now for the tough part. Slowly, gingerly, I slid into Josefina, and then let her legs fall to the side as I hoisted myself on top of her. The mouth slavered and drooled, and my babygirl, her face and ears flushed deep red, aimed her half-hard girldick straight up and into its gentle jaws. I could only vaguely feel what happened next: the lips closed around her and the tongue slid against her.

Her eyes were wide. “Jesus, Sheldon, that feels incredible. Can you keep it going?”

“I dunno. Let’s find out, for science!”

Back when I first figured out I liked to top, when I hadn’t even quite sorted out that I was trans, missionary position was intimidatingly hard work. I remember thinking, no wonder we leave this shit to cismen. But as I transitioned, I started to look at things differently; I really went to work on those skinny pre-transition legs and core; and in the pandemic I’d only grown more ambitious. So, while I remained a svelte little man, I felt ready to take this on.

I flattened my palms against the bed, pressed down, and drove myself forward. With each thrust, I was not only filling her guts, I was, in an oddly direct way, filling my guts with her. An entirely different, more subtle sensation, and one that flew in the face of physics and biology, but I wasn’t really thinking about that now.

All I could think about was how good it felt to fuck her deep, how pleased the belly mouth was, and the blissed out look on Jo’s face—like she’d been transported to eden, and was just chilling on an innertube in the garden pool, surrounded by a choir of angels.

“I dunno about you, girl, but I could do this all d—”

My words caught in my mouth as I felt Ana’s tongue slip into my asshole.

Josefina had been right. There was no burning. There was, however, that familiar sense of everything being intensified, like the time I was pounding Ana and she reached around and shoved her little demon tail up my butt. Baruch HaShem, the power.

“Did she just—” said Josefina.

“Yep.” I felt my abs tightening, and when I looked down I could see Jo had grown stiff again. The belly mouth, which had no gag reflex but did have limited depth, made an assortment of wet sloppy tonguing sounds while she stuffed it..

Her eyes slammed shut. “Oh God, daddy, how are you even doing that?!”

“I’m not controlling it. Just the dick, and even that... oh, fuck... even that seems willful today.” I slowed nearly to a halt and took a deep breath. The pod was in my ass now. It was every bit as strange and wonderful as I remembered. “Shit, Ana.”

“Do not cease on our account.”

“Right. Brace yourself, babygirl.” I put one hand to Josefina’s neck—she liked just a bit of pressure, a way of showing her she was mine in this moment—and I began to pound at her for all I was worth. Such a workout could be distracting, but not now. Now, I was locked into place from all sides, and laser focused on the intention of smashing ourselves together until we broke and reformed into some glorious and otherworldly chimera.

“Daddy,” she said, her voice far away, “I’m ready. Fill me. I want to be your cumslut.”

“Good,” I said between ragged breaths, “because I’m getting there.” I pulled back until just the tip of me was inside her—which also meant backing right into Ana and her gut-rearranging tentacle—and fucked her with shallow thrusts that teased at her hole, and drove the both of us absolutely nuts.

“Just like that, babygirl. Just a second...” My whole body began to tremble. Usually my orgasms seem to spread out from somewhere, but this was like everywhere in my lower half catching fire at once. My hands slammed down on the mattress.

I let out an undignified, Wilhelm-esque scream.

There was a thrumming sensation like a juice box being squeezed out, as I squirted into Josefina, Ana squirted... something... into me, and Josefina came again, much to the delight of belly mouth and its inscrutable hunger.

I fell upon her with my kisses. She dug into my shoulder blades. We muffled each other’s cries with our mouths, and the pounding became mere trembling, which gradually subsided.

“Sheldon?” she said softly. I stared into her dreamy brown eyes. Her hair and face were sweat-soaked, as were mine, I assumed.

“Yeah, Jo?”

We both stared silently for a long time, wondering if one of us was going to say it. But we were interrupted.

“Well done, earthman. A surfeit of power. I shall channel it, to the transformer... now. It is ready. You need only, think the device back into its case.”