This is a story of casual, unprotected sex, and is a work of fiction. In tangible lifetime, use a condom, damnit ! unwanted baby, HIV and all sorts of lesser sexual diseases await the imbecile who `` dips his wick '' or `` rides the rod '' without protection.

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I Dream of Demie 11 - Pipe Dream ( MFF, bi, caveat, confidence game, magic, mc, oral, impreg ? )

by Krosis of the Collective

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Two hours ago :

'' Princess ! ``

I stuck my foreland out of my apartment window. What, the cat had escaped again ? The old dame on the street had in conclusion been calling out for her lost cat a few week previous, when unexpected roommate Kate the beldame had transformed the feline in heating plant into a sexy fair sex for me to fuck to magnate the crone 's spells. The cat had slipped away and I had n't seen her again.

I took the elevator down to the ground floor and jogged over to the womanhood. `` Excuse me ! ``

The grandmotherly lady turned to me. `` Have you seen my cat ? She 's black, with ... ''

'' I 'm no-account, I have n't seen her in calendar week, '' I cut her off. `` Did she come back the last time she escaped ? ``

'' Oh, yes, she did. That nice ma'am officer brought her back. She said that someone had played a prank but some tom got at Princess and now she 's with kitty ! She should n't be outside ! '' The old ma'am was quite distraught.

I became distraught as well. Kittens ! *I* was the Tom that had gotten at her. Did I impregnate her when she was in man form, and those kitten were mine ? Was that even potential ?

'' Oh shit ... '' I said to no one in particular.

'' Well, there 's no need for that kind of lyric, young man, '' the lady admonished me with a sniff. `` I 'm for sure she 'll turn up. '' She moved on. `` Princess ! ``

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Four hours ago :

'' Here, kitty kitty ... ''

'' Mrr ? '' Princess, safe at base, sashayed over to the mail slot where the spokesperson had come from. As she approached she saw a mouse push through and drop to the floor, its very long tail still caught in the time slot. Princess pounced, holding the computer mouse in her claw as she clamped her teeth at the backrest of its neck. compaction ! There, now she could work with it at her leisure time ...

Something wrapped around her. The mouse 's posterior ! This was very unknown, Princess thought.

The rump grew full and denser, quickly immobilizing and constricting the cat. `` Mowrr ! '' she screamed. Then the not-mouse thing expanded even more, its strange-smelling flesh covering her entirely.

There was a sickening crunching audio as the cat 's gaunt anatomical structure was pulverized within the sac of flesh Demie had extended into the old woman 's sign of the zodiac. Then she flattened the poor feline 's crush stiff and drew it back through the mail time slot. No mess, no hint, she congratulated herself.

Once her transformed arm retracted to rejoin her torso she began to down the dead animal and its unfortunate contents.

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Now :

Detective Dianna sheepherder walked into the nightclub. She had visited the retro 70 's disco society a few weeks late on police line, investigating one of a slew of missing individual, but had been intrigued by the decor. She had been telling herself since then that she 'd pack a nighttime out and go have some fun, maybe meet some nice cleaning woman to look at her psyche off of the typesetter's case from Hell ... it was so frustrating that there were no leads and no connection between all those people who went missing.

The blonde constabulary detective had dolled herself up and put on a abruptly 70 's trend leather dame and blotto blouse with `` be intimate me '' leather kick. She thought maybe now that she was in her mid-to-late 30 's that she was getting too old for this look, but she would see tonight.

She ordered an overpriced deglutition and turned back towards the dance base. Some hot youth women were dancing together ... were they tribade too, or just flirty ? Actually, she supposed they could be bisexual, which would be fine too. She went to the dance floor rail and nursed her boozing, watching.

Then she saw her : the most beautiful, sexy creature she had ever laid oculus on. Brown hair's-breadth, curvy, wearing a leather half-top and form-fitting denim with sandals. Thomas More of a 1960 's look than 70 's, but Dianna was n't complaining.

The womanhood was staring at Dianna across the terpsichore flooring. When their optic met the closed book woman sauntered forward, still meeting her gaze.

Dianna swigged back the rest of her drink and placed it onto a table as she passed. She did n't even note that she had accidentally placed it on the edge of the table, and it teetered and fell to the carpeted level. Dianna continued forward, oblivious.

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A half-hour later ... oh, I guess that 's now as well ... now, anyway ... um, now :

I heard the giggling before the front door of my apartment opened to reveal a human-looking Demie and an older woman that I was sure was a sapphic, with her severe blonde haircut. I looked at them, about to draw a puff from my pot vapour balloon.

The blonde suddenly lost her grinning, looking uncertain. `` Uh, Demie, you did n't say you had a boyfriend. I 'm not into Guy. ``

achievement Unlocked : Gaydar, I thought, mentally high-fiving myself.

Demie closed the threshold behind them. `` Relax, Dianna, I go both ways. I 'll make sure Tom does n't bear upon you. '' She nibbled the older woman 's neck, making her sigh.

Dianna looked at me again. `` O-okay, I guess ... hey, is that pot ? ``

The way she said that made my line run cold. `` Are ... are you a cop ? '' I paused, not wanting to puff while that question was still up in the air.

Finally she strode forward and took the balloon from me. `` Not this evening, '' she replied, and took a hit.

I let out my intimation, taking the pot balloon back for my own hit, and then I handed it off to Demie.

They joined me on the sofa, Demie behind Dianna so the daemon could buss the binding of her neck while she traced her abrupt nails along the quondam woman 's articulatio humeri and back. I knew that the demon could kiss parts of your soundbox without killing you, as long as it was n't your mouth. Dianna was putty in her hands. I just sat back and enjoyed the thought, my cock tenting out the front of my jeans.

Soon the pot balloon was deflated and Dianna 's boots were off and her blouse was unbuttoned, showing off impressive breasts covered by a somewhat let down white-haired bra. I figured this woman did n't get out much.

'' Let 's move to the chamber, '' Demie said, giving me a indicate smell as both woman rose to their fundament. I followed, keeping an eye on Dianna 's womanly hips as Demie deftly removed the blonde 's leather skirt. I had expected `` granny pantie '' but was pleasantly surprised to see a courteous inglorious thong wiggling back at me.

spiritual domain by her quarry, Demie 's clothing vanished as they reached the bed. Demie pushed Dianna onto her back.

The detective finally noticed I was with them and stiffened up. `` I do n't ... ''

'' Relax, '' Demie said, moving her nerve close to Dianna 's look. I knew she was giving her the whammy with her hypnotizing gaze. `` I told you, I 'll make trusted he does n't tint you. corporate trust me. ``

'' okey, '' Dianna murmured, lying back and closing her eyes as Demie got between her legs.

Demie reached back and pulled her own vaginal mouth apart, an obvious invitation to me. I quickly pulled my clothes off and got behind her, hard as a rock.

As I slipped my pecker inside my god-awful girlfriend and felt the unbelievable hotness and pressure inside her, I heard Dianna gasp as Demie pushed her tongue inside the blonde 's pussy. When I pulled back, Demie also pulled her tongue back out. As I began to thrust I soon realized that Demie was penetrating her lesbian lover in syncopation with my movements. It was almost like I was fucking the cop, but with a really retentive Demie-shaped penis.

Dianna kept her eyes closed as Demie fucked the mesmerized womanhood with her lingua. `` Oh mother fucker, Demie ... how are you doing that ? I 'd swear your tongue was shaped like a dildo or something, '' she commented.

Suddenly I had the overwhelming feeling that Demie had transformed her knife to exactly touch the shape of my cock. I do n't have it away how I knew that ; I just did. This turned me on even more, and I started thrusting harder. Demie matched my movements within Dianna 's pussy.

'' Oh fuck ! '' Dianna arched her coxa as she orgasmed. Demie moaned, and I could feel her puss grip my pecker. This was unbelievable !

I wished I was fucking this hot thirtysomething Lesbian myself, filling her hopefully fertile pussy with my sperm cell. Something in me had changed lately, making me really want to impregnate the women I had sex with, and not just to know the thrill of unprotected sex. There was that MILF and the nurse at the hospital just the early day that I had left with expectant deposits in their sister cant, and now this lady.

Then I noticed something odd was happening below. I looked down at Demie 's back, slowing down my jab ... Demie slowed down hers in response.

The hide of her backbone was becoming transparent. Through it I could see the bulwark of her vagina as in a planar cutaway drawing, caressing my hard peter as I fucked her. At the end of her vagina was her cervix, and beyond that ...

No way.

Beyond Demie 's cervix was a humble tube, stretching all the way up along her spine. Demie 's fuzz shifted to the side and I could see her neck become transparent as well, the pipe moving up ...

... straight to her mouth.

Seeing this, I started thrusting for all I was worth. Demie mirrored my trend and Dianna moaned in pleasure. I could n't consider what Demie was doing for me ! She was so friggin'awesome !

Finally, my balls gave up their premium and I grunted, pleasure overwhelming me as I started to spurt my cum inside Demie. I watched, fascinated, as her cervix opened up. I felt a strong sucking sensation and then a continuous stream of my cum raced up that metro, along her spine.

Dianna gasped again. `` Oh God ! How are you -- ? OHH ! ``

I continued to cum and I could see the current of semen racing up Demie 's cervix, into her oral cavity ...

Dianna arched her back again, cumming hard. `` Sooo ... deeepp ! OHH ! OHH ! ``

In my mind 's eye I could see Demie 's hole clapper piercing the hot blonde 's cervix, blasting the inside of her fertile uterus with my powerful sperm. At this realization I groaned in orgasm again, somehow summoning up another, humble, salvo of sperm-filled seed to race up that demonic circuit and flood the unsuspicious lesbian 's violated generative system as she experienced her own extended orgasm on a lingua shaped exactly like my cock.

Finally, I pulled out and collapsed onto the bed, completely spent. I barely registered seeing a small cloud of smoke emanating from where my camouflage broom W.C. was before I lost consciousness.

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I barely woke when Dianna got up to leave. I barely woke again when Demie came back to severalise me that Dianna had no idea what they had done, as she had put all of my sperm inside of the blonde gay woman 's uterus so none of it would come out. I gave her a thumb up and then fell back unconscious.

To be continued ...