Update/Snippet

Hi all!

So, the next chapter of 'F*cked' is out on the 4th July. Below is a snippet, but just a few updates beforehand:

• The vote for your favourite original patron idea will be over in 3 weeks, so get voting!

• The following story I've not yet thought about, but might continue one of the longer stories... perhaps 'Late' or 'Dickgirl Dynasty'

• Will put up a mini-vote for level 2/3/vault patrons soon regarding a small yes/no decision in 'A Futa Mom's Punishment' that I couldn't decide on!

Thanks to all who put in their original ideas for the vote, and look forward to the final result! That being said, here is the snippet for 'F*cked' pt.5, out 4th July....

Enjoy! - TSG123 x

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She touched the back of her hand to Dom’s cheek.

“Ready?”

He gave a nod. Her resting bitch face felt even icier with sunglasses covering her eyes, but he felt her underlying affection in the way she pressed a little too close, forcing him to either rub against her or squeeze against the wall. He chose to be squeezed tight to her side.

They reached the front door, and Dom reached into his pocket, placing two keys on the counter.

“Bedroom.. and front door. Well… good luck finding new flatmates. I think there’s a few who might be interested,” he grinned, nodding at Zalta.

“Oh I couldn’t POSSIBLY,” she drawled, grabbing the keys.

“Hey… leave one for him,” Jaz smiled.

“Huh?”

He took the front door key and placed it back in Dom’s hand.

“We can share. Besides, you’re always welcome here brother. We got sleeping bags and besides, who’s gonna fuck the pillows if you’re gone? They’re gonna be so lonely!”

“Oh c’mon, that was for a video…..”

“He true that. Twenty million views man!”

Jessica scowled.

“You actually did that?”

“It… it was a forfeit.”

“Stupid boy.. Thank God I am here to educate you.”

“Educate me… about what?”

She leaned over, her red lips pursed into one glazed strawberry doughnut.

“Everything.”

He pursed his lips to kiss back.. And she grabbed his cheeks, squeezing them inwards.

“Good bitch.”

“Dang, good luck brother,” Zalta drawled.

Dom let out a nervous chuckle, taking one last look around the Rowdy Boyz Penthouse as a flatmate.

“Well… I guess it’s time-“

-CRASH!-

All four of the figures jumped as the front door flew open, and had exactly two seconds to take in the long pink hair, tutu and black fishnet stockings arrayed on a girl with makeup splattered across a silent scream, her small frame strangely similar to -

“… Benz?” Dom uttered.

The figure shrieked, and minced into the first bedroom on the right, tripping on her heels as she slammed it closed.

The four all shared a moment of silent shock… until Jessica broke it with a click of her fingers to Dom, marching back to the open kitchen to settle herself in one of the kitchen island chairs.

“Bitch… I think I would like a coffee before we leave. Zalta, you agree?”

Zalta raised an eyebrow.

“You know what? My legs are kinda tired, I think we’d better stick around!… I’ll take one sugar honey.”

“Two.”

Dom gave a sheepish smile.

“Yes ladies.”

“Man, you’re so whipped,” Jaz chuckled.

“AHEM.”

Zalta leaned back on the bar stool. Her legs were wide, and both boys watched as the dress hiked up her thighs, showing the gigantic womanhood beginning to levitate. The mood in the room flipped as she smirked.

“Babe, could you come and suck me off whilst Dom makes the coffees?”

“B… but babe…”

Her grin widened as Jaz’s bluster folded inwards along with his puffed out chest.

“Just remind me… who’s whipped?”

“…..me.”

“Good boy…”

She giggled, beckoning with a curled finger.

“You don’t have to do that here. Come sit with me boyfriend. I wanna cuddle.”

Jaz padded forwards, expression thoughtful.

“Sure… but before we do, I… I-I think you dropped something.”

“Oh.. Really?”

“Yeah, right here-“

Jaz fell to his knees, and before anyone knew what was happening, his head was under her dress. Zalta looked down in surprise, and then her eyebrows shot up as she felt wet lips slide down the head of her cock…. And keep going, and going, and going.

“B-babe… oh my G-.. GOODNESS-“

She squirmed on the chair, suddenly doubling over and clutching the kitchen island as Jessica and Dom both watched Jaz’s head move further and further towards her groin. Jessica betrayed nothing, icy as ever. Dom’s mouth hung open.

-“B-bA-BA-BY-UUUHH-“

Zalta let out a deep moan, glancing at Jessica in shock, before settling into the middle distance.

“W-where did you learn th-… OHHHHH-h”

She leaned back, and Dom managed to catch a glimpse… to see Jaz with tears running down his cheeks, his mouth distended open like a yawing pit…. And Zalta’s cock entirely disappeared in his mouth.

‘Holy shit… looks like practice paid off..’

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Fucked pt.5 will be released on 4th July. Stay tuned...!