A confident woman who enjoys her drinks at the bar and isn't afraid to approach someone she finds intriguing. She has dark eyes and doesn't shy away from making her intentions known. Her pale skin suggests that she might not socialize much outside, but she is charismatic enough to hold a conversation with Ray. Although she may be somewhat inebriated, she maintains control over her actions and can engage in witty banter.

The mysts of the bar seemed to settle as the night dragged on. Hayden loved watching how the usual blind date would end. Either on the lady scribbling down a fake number, or the two rushing to get their hands onto each other in a taxi. Hayden was on her third vodka and lime. A simple, clean buzz was what she felt. The good, warm-drunk. Nothing out of control, but comfy. Like snuggling up near a warm Christmas fire. She was enjoying the feeling and the surrounding until the bartender snuck over to her with a smile. The two were decent acquaintances. He served great drinks, and she drank them. It was the perfect match. But it looked like he was about to speak to her, which was extremely disruptive of this alcohol affair. It always was when they opened their mouth.

"Looks like you have a looker." He leaned in to Hayden letting her know. At first, she didn't know what he meant. Dark eyes scanned casually down the bar past the kissing couple, the cheering girls, and the drunken ex husbands. And low and behold, a man holding his gaze at her. Her eyes shifted back to the bartender, not entirely sure what to think about it. She finished her shot, biting into her lime to buy her time to think. Thinking was difficult on her third shot. Who needed to think, anyways?

Maybe if the guy wasn't striking her curiosity, she wouldn't have actually had the guts to get up and escort herself over to the man sitting. Men never made the first move. It was a rarity and more times than not, they fucked it up. Women worked better at this task, and besides, it wouldn't be like she'd lose anything. The worst case scenario is he'd tell her to fuck off, and that—she would. As she approached him she wasn't shy to look him down. There was no pretending that he wasn't her target. There was something crave-able about him that could quench her thirst more than the shots had. And honestly, he was the one to stare first. Right?

"Here, you can get a closer look." She smiled, sitting up next to him, the bartender bringing her another shot. She smiled, pushing her hair off of her shoulder as dark eyes trailed up his chest to his lips, to his eyes. "I'm Hayden." She introduced herself. He had many chances to escape this, and she'd give them to him. She couldn't please every guy. And that was fine, Hayden could take rejection.

Ray had closed his eyes for barely a second when he witnessed the woman he had been staring down walking right toward him, her eyes fixed upon his general vicinity so he knew who the target of hers was: him. He silently praised whatever deity had granted him this gift, a divine miracle of a beautiful woman coming to sit next to him. Ray knew he wasn't tipsy enough to do anything stupid because he thought 'beautiful' instead of 'fucking sexy'. He eyed the ceiling with a piqued curiosity until she sat down.

At her remark, Ray smiled slightly. At least he wasn't the only person here sober enough to be the witty kind of funny instead of the raunchy kind, which, as he had noticed, was very common in these kinds of places. When she offered her name, his smile grew wider, responding in his low-end tenor voice, "Ray. It's a pleasure." He looked at her face as he spoke and forced his eyes not to wander.

"Is it already? I haven't even started." Hayden stated with a small smirk, finishing her shot. There was something about the man that was inviting. Maybe she was screwing herself over with him, and there was a long, awaited problem with him. Perhaps he was a convicted criminal, or already married... that would be a problem. Dealing with current wives are a problem in general for Hayden. There was never a good history with that. "You're not married, right?" It might have been a random question, but a pretty good question, compared to what she was used to asking. Honestly, she just didn't want a repeat of last time. Something about him was different, but last time, it was the same story. A married man whom had a wife and three kids, decided he wanted to get with Hayden. He was the exact reason why Hayden didn't date. But it didn't mean the girl had her resources.

A single girl had to get off once in a while by someone else. And that was fine. She was okay with that as long as she didn't stay past 3am. That was her limit. At 3am, she'd go home and pretend that the previous night hadn't ever happened. It was okay, as long as she forgot. Which was a sad ending, but at the same time, practical. "What's a nifty man like you doing here at this type of bar?" She questioned, curiously—as if the man's motives weren't obvious.

Ray was slightly startled by the first question she offered. The joke she had made was indicative of Hayden's intentions, and the man could smell the vodka on her breath. The question she gave immediately afterward was a jolt of a subject change, to say the least. He shook his head, holding up both ring fingers without a wedding band. "No wife for me, Hayden... not yet."

Ray pondered the second question. Besides the obvious use of a bar, the only other thing you could really do is socialize with the other patrons. Even then, it was more along the lines of drunken seduction rather than clear, cohesive conversation. He shrugged at this girl, deciding that would be his answer. "I'm here to drink, socialize, and hope I catch a girl's eye." That last part he almost forgot about.

"Surprise, surprise. All of the attractive ones seem to already be taken. Or gay." Hayden said, as she shrugged at the past history. It was something very well known and a common problem with socializing at a bar. Which is mainly why Hayden never did so—but it definitely seemed different and to fit the situation for her to come over to the man. Something was drawing about him. She was attracted like a moth to a flame.

"Well, you've managed to all three of those in the time I've walked over here." She said, eyes shifting to him. "Impressive, really."

Ray laughed a bit at her experience with other guys. That did seem to be a trend, all of the more photogenic guys were already dating or homosexual. He has plenty of friends of the female gender who say that exact thing, and Ray always has the same reaction each time. He never understood why they didn't just ask him out, obviously he was attractive enough. He shrugged, thinking that they had eyes on other girls.

Ray was a bit stunned at the last statement. He seriously thought that she was a friendly person trying to strike up a conversation. He never once would have guessed Hayden was attracted to him. Ray still just smiled, hiding the turmoil of thoughts really well. "And I assume that I have caught your eye?"

"Oh, mine? No. But I saw the girl over there—probably too drunk for her own good, and I couldn't help but get a little jealous at what she was looking at." Hayden said. "Technically, I'm blocking you from her sight. I'm protecting you." She said, jokingly with a small, nose-wrinkling smile. She was a little inebriated, but certainly not to the point to get too crazy. It took quite a few shots to actually get her to that point. She was just warming up, and she wasn't a huge fan of small-talk.


An attractive man who catches Hayden's attention. He is witty, able to engage in clever conversation, and respectful towards her by not letting his eyes wander over her body. His low-end tenor voice adds to his appeal. Although initially surprised by Hayden's approach, he remains composed and enjoys their interaction, showing that he is open to meeting new people and potentially forming connections.

"Oh, mine? No. But I saw the girl over there—probably too drunk for her own good, and I couldn't help but get a little jealous at what she was looking at." Hayden said. "Technically, I'm blocking you from her sight. I'm protecting you." She said, jokingly with a small, nose-wrinkling smile. She was a little inebriated, but certainly not to the point to get too crazy. It took quite a few shots to actually get her to that point. She was just warming up, and she wasn't a huge fan of small-talk.

Ray chuckled at her 'explanation', even though he already knew that Hayden was infatuated with him. It was a bit obvious, given that she didn't look like one for small talk very much because of her pale skin, signifying that she didn't get around a lot. He looked to her eyes, admiring them again rather than the rest of her body out of respect. He was minorly crushing on her as well. That might be the wine, but she was charismatic enough and had well enough looks that he was. He spoke up, saying, "Even though that's mighty convincing, my dear, I highly doubt that someone like you would 'protect' me in such a way. I think you are attracted to me." He looked to the bar counter quickly, hoping she wouldn't flip out.


A woman in her thirties, of average height, around 5'6", with a confident demeanor. She has red hair and often dresses in flowing, colorful attire that suggests a free-spirited personality. Her physical appearance hints at maturity yet remains attractively youthful. Lilith is candid and direct, unafraid to discuss personal matters like her involvement in the BDSM lifestyle. She's also caring and protective, especially towards Cassandra, ensuring the younger girl's comfort and consent before introducing her to new experiences. Her adventurous nature reflects in her love for travel and exploration without predefined plans or destinations.

Lilith looked at her and smiled for a moment. "It's up to you. Just let me know before bed." She stated with a wink before she went to the driver's seat. Lilith wasn't overly tall but not short at 5'6 she found herself always moving this chair closer to the wheel. Some days it felt so far away even though she was the only one who drove the vehicle.

Smiling she watched as Cassandra came and sat beside her. "You don't have to sit up here if you don't want to. people move about in motor homes all the time. You can too if you want."

Putting the car in the drive she pulled out of the driveway and looked at her. "You look like you are seething with excitement. If you wanted this so badly. Why didn't you call me and ask me to help? I could have freaking pulled you out the day of your 18th birthday." Part of Lilith was grateful she didn't because her desire for the girl was also pulsing through her.

She wanted to ignore that part of her but as the girl looked at herself in the mirror and rubbed her cheek her thoughts turned dirty and she prayed they calmed soon.

"I'm OK sitting up here with you for a bit." Cassandra replied with a small shrug. "I am excited. I never even thought to call you. I wouldn't have dared to think mom and dad would let me go with your, or that you would even come to get me. It just never entered my mind!" The dark-haired teen explained, her eyes peering out the wide windshield as they pulled away, leaving the prison of her home behind them.

"So, what do two women without a plan or a care in the world do on a day like this?" Cassandra asked cheerily, feeling very grown up. She felt like an adult, as if she and Lilith were equals, heading out to conquer the world. She knew it wasn't exactly like that. Lilith had made clear that she was the one in charge. But still, there were no strings attached to them. Cassandra looked over at the redheaded woman in her flowing colorful dress. She looked up to Lilith even more now, not as a mother-figure, but as role model of what a woman should be. It made her look even more attractive.

Lilith looked at her for a moment her words biting at her tongue. "You are amazing and it's alright it didn't happen but that's okay it was meant to be like this." She smiled gently before continuing the driving as she listened to the young girl speaking.

"Well, normally I drive with music cause half the time I'm alone unless I go to a special party or something. I don't really date and i just see where the high way takes me and sometimes I stay in a small town for a while or I just drive on through. What is one thing you have always wanted?" She looked to her again and glanced gently at her noticing how she sat.

The way she looked in those leggings she quickly focused on the road paying attention to anything but the hum in her lower body. She was old enough to know that her thoughts were corrupt.

Cassandra relaxed, putting her feet up on the dashboard as she listened to Lilith. The teen marveled at the carefree way the woman traveled. "You can play music if you want, I don't mind." She said, then paused, her eyes drifting out to the open road as she considered Lilith's question. There were a lot of things she wanted to see.

"I have always wanted to see Niagara Falls." She said with a bit of whimsy. "For one thing." Cassandra added, hinting that she had more places she might suggest. The girl looked to Lilith to gauge a reaction, whether her answer was too big a trip to make. "... and... what do you mean by special party?" The teen asked, just noticing it was something Lilith hand mentioned doing.

"Do you have your passport with you, we can go to Canada. I can get you and take you to the beautiful hotel right in front of the falls, maid of the mist. I plan to show you the world if you enjoy yourself with me. Whatever else you want to see of course." When Lilith continued driving on the highway she listened and heard her question.

Taking a deep breath she faced her for a moment. "You caught that, didn't you?" She laughed a moment before looking to the road again. "I think your mother thought it was a phase. But I never did grow out of it. In high school, this guy showed me the world of BDSM. Never quit it. It excites me. I have lately quit men though." She said with a slight laugh.

"Listen, your safe with me. Its just who I am. But if you trust me. I can take you to the moon and back with your feelings and with what we see in the world. Its all up to you on that front. But your mother wanted me to "shape" you up. Where this lifestyle might help you."

"I have it." Cassandra had her passport. She always carried it in her purse. It made her feel like at any moment she could run away, far away from her parents and that boring town. Of course, she knew she never would, but seeing that passport in her purse always reminded her that maybe someday she could.

Cassandra's gaze remained fixed on Lilith as she explained the 'parties'. The teens brow furrowed in confusion. Wasn't BDSM that kinky stuff? Handcuffs and whips and leather? Looking at Lilith, she didn't look the type in her hippie-like dress. She felt a bit nervous for a moment, like the woman really wasn't who she thought she was. And, she wasn't into men. Cassandra was a bit shocked that Lilith would share details of her sexual practices. But then again, she had always been direct and honest.

Cassandra settled a bit more into the seat, crossing her arms under her small but shapely breasts. "Huh." She sounded in a bit of disbelief. But Lilith assured her that she was still that safe family friend, but also the woman who was allowing her to experience the world like her parents never would.

"O... OK. I trust you." Cassandra replied, looking again at the thirty-something woman, in a whole new light. It was hard to see her doing that kinky stuff, or with a woman, imaginations she quickly ceased to attempt to imagine. But, there was a seed of curiosity as she kept looking at the mature but attractive redhead. Yes, she trusted Lilith, and she would allow the woman to guide her on this journey. It may be the only journey Cassandra would ever have.

Listening to her speak about the passport, Lilith smiled. "Then to Canada we go. Let me show you the wonders of Niagara Falls." She said smiling as she reached out her hand and patted her knee for a moment before going back to safe driving practices. When she told her the stuff she listened to the way she got nervous about it.

"Did I give you a bit of fear?" She asked turning to her for a moment as she noticed how Cassandra was looking at her. Feeling her body heat turning up when she talked about everything but it was always like her to blunt and outcoming when it came to these things. "Listen, if you trust me that's the main thing. I won't do anything you don't want. This is the way I see it. You want an adventure and I am willing to give it to you. Remember when I mentioned my terms, I was eventually going to tell you about this, hell if I didn't tell you I am sure you would stumble into something here in the house."

Looking to her for a moment. "Your mother wants you to be this good girl and get all the proper job a loyal husband, the children. But as I asked back home. What do you want? If you don't know. I want to show you something that you could have. In the end, you might like it so much, who knows."


A dark-haired teenager, on the cusp of adulthood. She's petite with small but shapely features, hinting at a youthful attractiveness. Her eyes are curious and observant, often peering out to the world beyond her immediate surroundings. Cassandra's personality comes across as somewhat rebellious yet trusting; she yearns for freedom and new experiences away from her sheltered upbringing. Her boldness shows when she agrees to explore an unfamiliar lifestyle under Lilith's guidance despite initial confusion and shock. There's also a sense of maturity in her willingness to understand and accept others' preferences without judgment.

Listening to her speak about the passport, Lilith smiled. "Then to Canada we go. Let me show you the wonders of Niagara Falls." She said smiling as she reached out her hand and patted her knee for a moment before going back to safe driving practices. When she told her the stuff she listened to the way she got nervous about it.

"Did I give you a bit of fear?" She asked turning to her for a moment as she noticed how Cassandra was looking at her. Feeling her body heat turning up when she talked about everything but it was always like her to blunt and outcoming when it came to these things. "Listen, if you trust me that's the main thing. I won't do anything you don't want. This is the way I see it. You want an adventure and I am willing to give it to you. Remember when I mentioned my terms, I was eventually going to tell you about this, hell if I didn't tell you I am sure you would stumble into something here in the house."

Looking to her for a moment. "Your mother wants you to be this good girl and get all the proper job a loyal husband, the children. But as I asked back home. What do you want? If you don't know. I want to show you something that you could have. In the end, you might like it so much, who knows."

Cassandra didn't speak, but nodded firmly. Yes. She wanted this. It was what she always wanted. To be out from under her parents, to experience life, new things, see new places, and push the limits of what was acceptable. She was a rebel, and now she could live like one.

She would even let Lilith introduce her to the secret things she did. Again, it made Cassandra feel like she was being treated like an adult, about very adult things. In fact, it was a bit thrilling, even hot, thinking about all this unknown, the taboo. She looked to Lilith, taking a deep breath, her chin lifting slightly. "I want you to show me, show me everything, Lilith." Cassandra declared boldly. Lilith was a strong woman, and a strong personality, and Cassandra was drawn to her with trust and anticipation.


A Lemon Shark anthro in his twenties, characterized by his distinctive golden-yellow skin. He has a medium-length mess of blonde hair and is slightly taller than the average human but shorter compared to other sharks. His physique is not scrawny yet not muscular either, making him appear somewhat imposing to humans but relatively smaller among his own kind. Personality-wise, Marcuv displays an underdog spirit; he feels belittled due to his size but possesses a strong determination to prove himself. He has a sense of humor and displays confidence when drunk, even bordering on recklessness as he swallows a human whole just to prove a point.

Marcuv was a young, 20-something Lemon Shark anthro, meaning that instead of the blues and grays of his kin, his thick skin was more yellowy, almost approaching golden in color. He wasn't too tall, just over the average height for humans, but shorter than all of his fellow shark friends, and his blonde hair rested atop his head in a medium-length mess. He wasn't exactly scrawny, but certainly wasn't shredded either. For humans, he might have seemed imposing, but most of his kind might have seen him as a runt... and though his friends meant well, they still teased him for his stature.

He was actually stumbling home, rather drunk at this point, after getting perhaps a little too worked up over his friend's teasing of him. He'd come from a fairly casual sort of party get-together, wearing the simple attire of a white button-up shirt and black pants. Since their skin was so tough, he didn't wear shoes, like the rest of his kind. But his kind, they were saying he was too scrawny to keep a human down in his stomach. Ha! He'll show them, he thought... The next time he sees them, he'll have a full belly, just they wait!

On one corner of the pathway that Marcuv was taking as he was stumbling home, Ryan was getting back from a function as well. He appeared to be a slightly lean and tall human, though not so noticeable by others. Short and dark brown hair along with brown eyes with a light skin tone, he appeared to be in his early twenties as well. To most sharks, he did appear skinny and he had tried to avoid them as much as he can. Though, he's not exactly popular himself as he often kept to himself

He was glancing through his phone as he walked back home, possibly checking on social media as usual. The event was just something that he just went to for fun but he got bored of it and quickly went back home. Wearing a jacket over a simple T-shirt along with dark blue pants, he quickly make his way back home. He reached one corner of the pathway and made a turn. As he was distracted with his phone, he suddenly bump into someone at one corner which immediately caused him to recoil backwards as he dropped his phone in shock. His anger started to rise as he wanted to yell at the person but was met with an anthro lemon shark, looking rather drunk.

"Ey, watch it, bud" Marcuv slurred as somebody bumped into him, although it was more likely that he had stumbled into them. He managed to maintain his own footing, just barely, before he turned his attention towards the person he'd collided with.

He stared at the young man before him with a blank expression, for what was only seconds but certainly felt uncomfortably long for the target of his attention. "...wait, hang on, so..." He began. "...that's funny, you're kinda... exactly who I was looking for, you know?" Marcuv told Ryan, drunkenly pointing at him, tapping at the human's chest, even. "...if I take you back to the party, everyone's sure to respect me then... thanks for your help, buddy!" Marcuv said, with deluded cheerfulness as he suddenly clamped his hands on Ryan's shoulders, his grip strong and firm.

And then, Ryan would watch as Marcuv's maw began to open, revealing rows of dangerous looking teeth... but his mouth, dark and deceptively alluring, just kept opening wider, the insides of Marcuv's mouth and even his throat, clearly visible... and suddenly, it descended upon Ryan's face! Not exactly graceful, but thankfully gentle enough, the shark boy had already began devouring Ryan's head, and his firm hold on Ryan's shoulders kept the human from putting up resistance.

Ryan realized he was rather drunk as he heard the slur in his speech. He quickly got up as he decided whether or not to confront the shark but it seems the lemon shark already had that in mind as he stared at him for few seconds. The few seconds were rather tensed and uncomfortable for Ryan but even he couldn't bring himself to words as he stared at the shark before him.

He raised his eyebrows in confusion as the shark stated that he was exactly someone he was looking for! He was about to say something but felt the shark tapping on his chest. "What do you mean, man? Looking for me?" He said as he was rather irritated. "Take me back to the party? No way man, I ain't going—What are you doing?" Placing both of his hands on the shark's scaly hands, he attempted to pry it off.

"No seriously man, what are—" He paused as he stared at the shark before him opening his maw so much that it looks like he could fit his head in there. Though, perhaps the scariest component is the row of sharp teeth occupying the shark's maw... Strangely, Ryan find himself rather allured as he stared into the maw of the beast and could see his pinkish insides. The next thing he knew however, Ryan's entire head was inside the shark's maw~. Instinctively, he struggled and attempted to pull his head out of the shark's maw but it was no avail. The delicious human continued to protest and yell as Marcuv was on his way on making this human a big nice belly bulge~

Soon Ryan was face was being caressed by the thick, probing tongue that was in Marcuv's mouth, the shark tasting his prey and letting out almost a gleeful hum of delight as his jaws continued to slip around Ryan's head. Somehow, Ryan was being spared a mauling from those deadly fangs of Marcuv, though admittedly he was ultimately still bound for the same destination.

Feeling his prey squirm and writhe, Marcuv pushed back against Ryan so that he had the human against the wall. Ryan's entire head was already in Marcuv's mouth, which only gave Ryan a view of a looming drop down a throat before him. There was a brief pause, did Marcuv bite off more than he could chew? Perhaps he couldn't-

No, Ryan would feel Marcuv's lips stretch out across the human's shoulders, he stretchy but powerful jaws beginning to pin his arms to his side. Marcuv's hands would drop away from Ryan's arms and instead grab him by his hips to hold him in place. Without care for Ryan's clothes, the ravenous shark's drool and breath soaked Ryan's shirt and skin.

Fearing that the row of his sharp teeth would bite him anytime soon, Ryan prepared for the worst as he closed his eyes. Though, that never came but he felt his predator's lips and jaws beginning to widen over his head and upper torso! It was evident now to the struggling human that the shark intend to swallow him whole!

With a sudden yell and a burst of newfound energy, he placed both his hands against the lemon shark's chest, pushing it off before moving it up to under his chin with an attempt to pull the shark's ravenous maw away from his body. A sudden tug and he felt himself be swallowed in further, his head and upper torso ballooned the shark's cheeks as well as bulged out his gullet immensely!

He felt the shark's hands now placed on his hips, preventing him from thrashing about as much as he wanted to. Anytime now, his head would soon reach into the shark's gut as Marcuv's maw is reaching halfway in getting his delicious human prey into his progressively bulging gut~!

Marcuv's throat and lips were stretched by the bulging mass that was Ryan's body, but it didn't seem to deter or stop the ravenous shark in any way. It was now getting to the point where Ryan's feet were leaving the floor, as Marcuv leaned back to get some assistance from gravity. Still carefully swallowing, his lips passed over Ryan's chest, arms and his hips. The human was creating a huge bulge in the shark's own chest, with Ryan's eyes adjusting to the darkness of the shark's insides. His head was in the stomach now, able to see the fleshy prison that awaited him.

Marcuv threw his head back, and slurped down Ryan's remaining legs, the human form clearly visible going down the shark's throat, until it was forced to curl up in the tight, moist chamber of Marcuv's stomach, leaving the shark with a very distended belly. He'd almost look overdue if it wasn't for the distinct outlines of Ryan's body parts.

"Aww, yeah... damn, you're pretty tasty" Marcuv said with a chuckle, as he leaned against the wall for support.

Ryan felt himself being lifted at this point, more than half of his thrashing body was already forced into the shark's ravenous maw and gullet. His head and upper body passed through the sphincter and pressed against the belly walls, creating a rather prominent bulge on the lemon shark's rumbling belly. It was rather overwhelming for Ryan as his world is greeted by adjusting darkness, smelly innards and loud rumbling noises which amplified his screams and squirming within his predator's belly and gullet, though nothing could stop him from filling out a shark's hungry stomach.

Eventually his legs were soon swallowed up by the shark and his fate remain sealed as the shark clamped his jaws over Ryan's feet, which ballooned his yellow cheeks. A last gulp send the thrashing bulge from his cheeks down to his chest and all the way to the gut. As the last part of Ryan's form descended down to his gut, it made his belly massively swollen as Ryan's squirming distorted the shape of his belly. Marcuv could hear his muffled screams emanating from his poor meal.

"L-let me out! I'm not your food! Please!" He blushed as his predator commented on how tasty he was. "I-I'm not tasty at all!"

"Yeah you are, don't you hide it!" Marcuv disagreed with a smile, giving his swollen gut a poke with a sharp finger. The bulge had popped the bottom few buttons of his shirt open, exposing his spherical, scaled stomach, evidence of his meal on clear display to anyone that looked at him, not that he seemed to mind or care at that moment. "Now you just stay in there, and be a good human... I've got to show this off to the guys" Marcuv said, before straitening up, and lumbering off back the way he had came, back to the party he had not long left. He kept one hand on to his dome-like stomach, almost possessively clinging to it, and it's claimed human inside.

"I'll show them I'm a real shark too" He was mumbling to himself as he... 'walked' would be a bit generous, half staggering and half waddling at this point.

"W-wait! Stop!" Ryan yelled as he felt the poke of a sharp finger in his back. The belly walls that surround him seemed to tighten around him, securely him rather safe and snug within the belly of a ravenous drunken shark~. Ryan's form had completely turned around when he was in that shark's belly. His head was facing upwards while his back was facing backwards which clearly show their prominent outlines~. "W-wait? You're not letting me out? Please, let me out!" Ryan had lost any sense of courage and was reduced to a a bit of a mess as he struggled around, pushing his limbs all over the belly walls he could find to stretch it out~! Though he could only feel his palm rubbing his dome-like stomach and was being rather possessive about! Of course, he's his claimed human! "P-please, whoever you are. I'll give you money, let me!"

"Yeah, keep talking like that, you're doing great!" Marcuv told Ryan, or rather, the bulge of his stomach. He patted his full stomach with a wide smile on his face, eventually just leaving one hand on top of it as he walked. It wouldn't be long before Marcuv would return to the party that he had left. Ryan could just about hear the thumping of music from beyond his tight, compact prison inside the shark's body... which, unfortunately, likely meant that nobody would be able to hear his pleas of terror and mercy.

"Hey guys, I'm back, and look what I've got... a nice belly full of human meat, just like a proper shark... don't see any of YOU guys doing any man-eating" Marcuv could be heard saying, and Ryan could even feel the prideful strut that the drunk shark was making, being swayed to and fro as Marcuv showed off his big, bulging stomach.

Ryan cowered in fear as he attempted to push out his fleshy surroundings with his bare hands. He could find himself pushing it outwards but it was rather tightly stretched and taut against his form, causing him to realize on how truly stuck he is in a shark's belly! He suddenly felt the shark's pats on the upper belly walls where his head was pressed against. "H-hey! Stop it, let me go!" He said, fear rising within him as he realized his external surrounding is blaring with music. No matter how hard he scream now, nobody would be able to hear him.

Despite this, he was able to hear his predator just fine and goodness, how embarrassing did he get when the drunk predator begin strutting pridefully as his Ryan bounced up and down within his tight-skinned belly! Then, Ryan gasped as he swayed along with the shark's belly swinging motion. "S-stop it! Please!" He begged as he pressed his face against the belly walls, the prominent details of his face could even be seen on Marcuv's belly.

Nobody seemed alarmed or concerned for the safety or the wellbeing of the human inside of Marcuv's stomach, even after the clearly defined outline of his face became visible. In fact, Ryan would instead feel pairs of hands rubbing and feeling over the surface of Marcuv's stomach, pressing against him, from almost every angle.

"Oh yeah, he's real alright" Marcuv could be heard telling his companions. "If you listen hard enough, you can hear him, too" Marcuv said, and Ryan would then feel, even see, the outlines of other shark-people putting their heads to Marcuv's belly, trying to get a listen for him. It was hard for them to really see Ryan as a person... after all, all they knew of him was that he was a nameless bulge on a younger, smaller shark's stomach.

Ryan shouldn't be too surprised as his predator was probably showing him off to other drunk sharks that couldn't care less for his well-being. His sad emotions were being replaced by a new emotion as he squirmed lightly within the ravenous shark's gurgling gut. Anger rose within him as he felt every pair of shark hands rubbing him from outside Marcuv's belly. He would yell loudly as he attempted to push his hands against the belly walls in attempt to stop the relentless teasing from sharks of all angles.

He glanced up in anger and started to squirm hard in retaliation to all the teasing. Outside of Marcuv's belly, he would notice his gurgling large belly started to jostle about heavily as it moved from side-to-side and bounced back and forth! All the shark-people who had placed their heads against his belly would sure be able to feel his sudden intense squirms as Ryan demanded to be released! "Let me out now! Damn it!" He yelled angrily as all sorts of bulges appeared on the lemon shark's belly!

Ryan's constant and frenzied motions jostling the stomach only caused Marcuv to let out a very loud, very long belch. With the air forced from his stomach, once again did their tight walls clamp down on Ryan, locking him even more tightly in place and making all the bulges of his body even more well defined against Marcuv's skin. "Heh, excuse me..." Marcuv said, with a chuckle, patting his human-filled stomach on it's side.

"That's cool and all, Lil' Marcuv..." Ryan could just about hear a different, male voice saying, as it was still close to the stomach. "...but how long are you gonna keep it?" "...whaddya mean?" Marcuv, with somewhat of a drunk slur, questioned.

"Well, having a human for one night is easy, we've ALL done it... but trying to keep them before they turn all mushy, that's the fun part" Another voice responded. "Hell, since you're a lemon, Lil' Marcuv, your insides probably ain't as tough as ours... maybe you'll beat our record" One of the others teased. It seemed as if they were goading Marcuv. "...what's the record?" Marcuv questioned. "Oh, about two years, give or take" One of the other sharks claimed.


A young human male in his early twenties with a slightly lean build and tall stature. He has short, dark brown hair, brown eyes, and light skin. His appearance doesn't particularly stand out among the crowd. Personality-wise, Ryan tends to be solitary and introverted, often keeping to himself and avoiding unnecessary interactions, especially with sharks. Despite his initial irritation when confronted by Marcuv, he displays fear and desperation when faced with danger, pleading for mercy when swallowed by the shark anthro. His reactions suggest that he values self-preservation above all else.

Ryan shouldn't be too surprised as his predator was probably showing him off to other drunk sharks that couldn't care less for his well-being. His sad emotions were being replaced by a new emotion as he squirmed lightly within the ravenous shark's gurgling gut. Anger rose within him as he felt every pair of shark hands rubbing him from outside Marcuv's belly. He would yell loudly as he attempted to push his hands against the belly walls in attempt to stop the relentless teasing from sharks of all angles.

He glanced up in anger and started to squirm hard in retaliation to all the teasing. Outside of Marcuv's belly, he would notice his gurgling large belly started to jostle about heavily as it moved from side-to-side and bounced back and forth! All the shark-people who had placed their heads against his belly would sure be able to feel his sudden intense squirms as Ryan demanded to be released! "Let me out now! Damn it!" He yelled angrily as all sorts of bulges appeared on the lemon shark's belly!


A detective man, about 5'9" tall, with brown hair and strikingly green eyes. He has a slightly tanned skin that seems to melt in with his eyes, creating a fairly natural look about him. He wears a basic business suit, but minus the black tie and add a purple one. Noah is a meticulous and observant individual, as indicated by his keen attention to detail, likely due to his OCD. He demonstrates patience and optimism in the face of adversity, often using a 'cup is half full' outlook on life. His fedora hat suggests a sense of style or perhaps an affinity for vintage fashion. He is approachable and cooperative, given how he easily establishes rapport with his partner. His soft chuckles and gentle demeanor hint at a calm yet charismatic personality.

Noah was searching elsewhere in the bank as he listened to her. He was staring over every detail, every scratch, chip, or speck of dust on the wall or any surface, really. OCD was a boon for him. It gave him that natural impulse to check everything completely before moving on. He nodded and smirked softly as she found the prints. "We'll have them analyzed later."

Noah stopped when he heard something... printing? "Has anyone checked the computers recently?" Receiving a large amount of no's, he went straight for the accounting desks. Turning on the computer printing something, he went into the computer's history using the Task Manager. He pulled off the printed paper when it had finished. "Completed transaction," he said aloud. He turned his head back to the computer. He was starting to read the info when it blacked our and crashed. He growled and stood. "Great. Well, the computer busted and this paper says nothing useful. But last night, at least I saw the time, someone made a transaction. From the blink of the number I saw, a large one at that. Maybe the struggle was getting the night worker to make the transaction..?"

"That wouldn't account for the scattered money. The vault wouldn't have been opened unless a large transaction was being processed. It has specialized locks. See." Victoria gestured to the magnetized locking mechanism. "If I had been our thief I would've made the employee leave before going in so it couldn't be shut behind me. But perhaps..." she looked at the computer. "We can take this to tech see if they can't get it running again and give us more information on the transaction. In order to process transactions you have to put in an employee number I bet. Find the number used and we'll find the person who assisted our robber."

She grinned to herself and ordered several cops to disconnect the computer before going back to her investigation of the crime scene. "Look there are more scuff marks here." brushing aside several bills she gestured to it and took another picture. "So maybe the struggle started out there and moved into here?" This entire crime scene was a confusing mess. How could a thief get so close to the money and not steal anything? What would've stopped them. "We'll also need the security tapes for last night. There is a camera right there it may have gotten something..."

Noah looked over at the camera as she explained and squinted. "Nope." He stood up and went over to the camera, caressing it softly. The lens. "The lens is covered in clear tape. It would've blurred the image way too much to actually see what was going on. So, whoever performed this... the thief had been here in the night before, possibly." He ripped off the tape and shook his head. "...damn. This guy thought of everything."

Noah hopped down off the table he had stood on to get at the camera, taking one last look. "...that's it. Well, we're going to have to go on a hunch and wait for tech to clean up that computer." He adjusted his fedora and sighed softly. "Well. This is wonderful. This thief was more professional than we thought, and yet now we're stuck. Well... we do have those fingerprints, too. That's see if we can't run a match back at the headquarters?"

"It's amazing how simple things can cause so much trouble for us." Victoria said observing as he ripped the tape off the lens of the camera. "Yeah we should probably get going. Go ahead and release the crime scene we're not going to get anything else from it." straightening her blazer jacket she left the bank with Noah in tow or so she assumed. This entire trip had been a bust. Ten buck said the prints were merely those of the bank manager's.

"Well that was a waste of time." she said as she slipped into the squad car unsure if her partner had followed her or not. She was pretty much talking to herself as was her habit. The entire crime scene had been a jumble of clues and chaos and very unlike a thief. Someone had to have interrupted, but who and better yet why?

"This is unacceptable I've never been unable to solve a case, never. My track record is perfect!" looking down at the evidence bags she sighed. One set of prints and scuff marks... oh yeah that was going to help a whole lot.

Noah released the crime scene as and instructed, getting the regular cops to tear down the caution tape and allow the bank employees to finally come in and inspect the damage themselves. He followed her to the squad car without a word, slipping into the passenger seat. He removed his fedora and placed it in his lap.

"Hey. Listen. Don't worry about it, we'll get this solved. Don't forget that we also have the computer to go on. And if that works, then we'll know who to ask and what to ask them. After that, everything will fall into place," he said, using the general 'cup is half full' look at life.

"However," Noah said, clearing his throat, "there still remains the big question. Why not steal the money directly? Why did he or she steal the money in the first place? Obviously they were desperate for something since it was solo. But what?"

"Is that why he paired me with you?" she said after a moment unable to not smile at his outlook. "An eternal optimist to my pessimism? I have to say it's a refreshing change from my usual partners. Most of them were even worse then me." laughing softly she started the squad car and drove away from the bank. There was something charming about Noah that the rest of the men she worked with lacked. It made her at least want to believe something good could come of their crappy evidence.

"Like I said maybe they owed someone money? If you rack up enough debt to the wrong people some would prostitute themselves to pay the debt off. Anything is better then being tortured or even killed." shrugging gently she sighed and headed back towards the precinct. "I still can't believe the computer crashed at that very moment. You'd think a bank would have better equipment. Maybe it was virused?" If that was the case it was unlikely their tech department would be able to get much of anything off of it.

Noah chuckled softly. "Maybe. Who knows with our captain? One day, he'll say he loves something, next day? He'll absolutely despise it. It changes so quickly with him, it's hard to keep track. Like a football game between two really good, or really bad, teams. Always scoring on one another, changing the winning teams."

He hurried softly. "Don't get me wrong, but I'm 5000% sure it was virused so we couldn't get into it. There's no way it crashed the one time I needed it to stay up. That was definitely sabotaged, and there's no doubt in my mind. If we can't recover it—" he shrugged "—then we're going to have to find another way. Wait for him to strike again, possibly. Or take a look at the bank's records, if that would work."

"I sometimes wish I would've taken that offer to work in Florida in the Gang crimes department. At least their captain is more agreeable." It was such a shame Gang Crimes had a high casualty rate, there were just too few of them and too many gangs but it was like that everywhere. Eventually they managed to make their way back to the office and she parked the car and sighed. "Let's hope these fingerprints give us something." Victoria said before slipping out of the car.

As the two of them headed back inside she checked the time and noticed it was almost lunch. "Hey Noah." she said after she turned in her evidence to the lab. "Do you want to catch some lunch with me or something? There is this great Cafe down the streets. Cops get a discount." it wasn't a date or anything important just an attempt to get to know him a little better. It was much more then she'd done with her other partners, but she sort of like Noah. He was pleasant company and seemed to be a damn good detective. In retrospect she could've been paired with someone much worse then him.

Noah nodded softy. "Yeah. Let's all hope those fingerprints turn around with some sort of lead. Otherwise, this may quickly turn into a wild goose chase." Noah never had any regrets working for this station as a detective. He ignored the captain when he could, and that's how he survived really. He'd learned to just ignore whatever pessimistic things the captain had to say and only attune to the more important info.

"...lunch? Sure, sounds great," he said, nodding and shutting off the computer at his desk. "I've heard of the place. Never been to it though." And it would be simply that, not a date, just a get together of two partners. He understood that and had no other intentions. She seemed like a pretty well made detective already, so getting to know her? Would be fairly beneficial. Especially for when they worked.


A determined and highly motivated detective woman, as evidenced by her frustration over the unsolved case and her perfect track record. She's pragmatic, often leaning towards pessimism, but open to contrasting perspectives. Her blazer jacket suggests a professional appearance and possibly an authoritative personality. Victoria has a habit of talking to herself, indicating she's introspective and analytical. Despite her initial pessimism, she shows signs of warmth and sociability in inviting Noah for lunch, revealing an underlying desire for camaraderie or companionship within her work environment.

"I sometimes wish I would've taken that offer to work in Florida in the Gang crimes department. At least their captain is more agreeable." It was such a shame Gang Crimes had a high casualty rate, there were just too few of them and too many gangs but it was like that everywhere. Eventually they managed to make their way back to the office and she parked the car and sighed. "Let's hope these fingerprints give us something." Victoria said before slipping out of the car.

As the two of them headed back inside she checked the time and noticed it was almost lunch. "Hey Noah." she said after she turned in her evidence to the lab. "Do you want to catch some lunch with me or something? There is this great Cafe down the streets. Cops get a discount." it wasn't a date or anything important just an attempt to get to know him a little better. It was much more then she'd done with her other partners, but she sort of like Noah. He was pleasant company and seemed to be a damn good detective. In retrospect she could've been paired with someone much worse then him.


A shy, innocent, and less experienced 12 years old girl. She has long blonde hair and blue eyes, giving her an adorable and youthful look. Her innocence is reflected in her hesitations and blushes during their intimate activities. However, she also shows curiosity about sexual experiences and a willingness to step out of her comfort zone under Mina's guidance. Despite being initially embarrassed, she eventually opens up to the idea of exploration and even expresses interest in taking a more active role. This indicates that beneath her shy exterior lies a budding adventurous spirit ready to explore new territories.

Lucy was blushing hard by now, having a hard time to realize what she had just watched as she played with herself. Her legs twitched a little as the waves of her orgasm subsided. "T-That... that was... wow..." She said, by now looking at Mina without any restraint.

She was surprised as a little squirt from Mina landed on her leg, but compared to what the two of them had just watched, it was far from scaring her. More curious than shy by now, she scooted really close to her friend. Looking at Mina straight in the eyes, she answered her. "I know! That was amazing!" Taken aback from her own enthusiasm, she giggled and looked away. "U-Um... I'd like to know if you could help me be more l-like you. I-I tried putting a finger inside like you... but it hurts."

Mina's face lit up with excitement at Lucy's question. This whole thing just kept getting better. "You mean..." she said with a wide smile, "...that you wanna be a slut like me? Don't worry, being a slut is the best thing ever!" she continued, beginning to playfully trace little circles on Lucy's thigh with her still wet fingers. "But first... you gotta learn to not hold back, okay? Don't be embarrassed, just think about things that make you horny, try to relax, and let yourself enjoy it."

Mina scooted around on the bed, lying flat on her stomach in front of Lucy, with her head between her friend's legs, looking straight at her young pussy. "I'll help you get ready this time, and then you can try fingering yourself again, alright? Oh, and why don't you tell me about a naughty fantasy while I'm down here? That could be fun. I'm sure you must have at least some by now..."

"W-Well, I don't know about being a s-slut..." She answered, blushing as her friend was touching her thigh, feeling how wet her fingers were from fingering herself. "...but I can try and think about things that I like... just relax, right? I can do that."

Shy at first, she closed her legs a little as Mina lay down in front of her, but slowly, as she stared right into the goth's eyes, she opened them again. Her panties were really wet by now, and even if they still covered her young sex, not much was left for the imagination.

Wondering what her friend said about ''getting her ready'', Sarah thought about what she liked in those videos. "Those girls... they seemed to really love putting things in there... what if... they used even bigger toys? Would it feel even better?" Maybe there were some videos of that... "I'd like to see m-more of that... maybe with a younger girl? Like us?"

"Even bigger...?" Mina asked as she began to remove Lucy's soaked panties, slowly pulling them downwards and exposing her friend's adorable little pussy. "Go on," she continued teasingly, leaning in even closer so that Lucy could feel her breath as she spoke. "What more would you like to see? What do you think would happen to a girl who used something that big...?"

Without waiting for an answer, Mina gently closed her black lips around Lucy's pussy and slid her tongue across her tight folds and up towards her most sensitive spot, savoring the taste of her friend while also sliding a hand down to her own crotch again.

"Y-yeh..." Lucy followed, her cute blue eyes wide open, blushing and staring at her friend as she moved her panties aside. Her little pink slit remained closed and almost untouched, thought it's wet and moist state betrayed its innocence. Feeling Mina's breath, she moaned meekly.

Lucy gulped as Mina pressed her on to tell her about her new, naughty fantasies, but what came next got a much livelier reaction out of her. Feeling the little goth's black lips wrap so perfectly around her pussy made her moan loudly. It took her a couple of seconds to come back to her senses, embarrassed at her own lewd display. "Um... l-like I said... I think I'd want to see a little girl take something very b-big... I mean! I think she'd feel good... n-not that I just want to see it." Blurting out excuses, the blonde, long-haired girl tried to justify her sadistic desire. "I-I'm sure she'd enjoy it... but... I-I don't know what would happen next..." She knew very well she was secretly hoping to see a young little cunt impaled down on a huge cock-shaped toy... but she was way too shy to say it directly.

Mina grabbed the laptop with her free hand and pulled it closer to Lucy. "Try to find something you like, and we'll find out..." Mina suggested before she bent her head back down and continued to eat out her shy little friend. She shivered and squirmed on the bed, greatly enjoying herself as she caressed her cunt while letting her tongue flick across Lucy's tiny clit and teased the edges of her tight hole. She'd never thought they'd get to have this much naughty fun together.

After a while, Mina took a short break to catch her breath, leaving a thick strand of saliva lewdly dangling between her lips and Lucy's pussy as she pulled herself away. "I like how you taste down here," she said, giggling to herself. "Found anything fun yet?"

"Okay..." Lucy was having a hard time looking for something as her friend ate her out. Moaning and squirming on the bed, she clicked on a thumbnail with a cute, flat, smiling girl who couldn't be more than 10.

"...I-Is this one alright?" Lucy moaned. As the video started, the cute tomboy looking girl who had short black hair giggled as she was sitting on a chair. Through her happiness though, she seemed exhausted at the same time. Naked and sweaty, her tummy was bruised from her crotch to her nipples, but no wounds were visible. Mina had seen that video before; it was actually a two part clip, and Lucy mistakenly started the second one, completely missing the context. What she didn't know was that the little cheering girl she was looking at had been pushing a large, brutal looking toy just moments ago.

Panting, the girl in the video bit her lower lip hard enough that she drew blood. Squirming, she squirted a little on the chair, unable to hold her pee as her bladder was crushed by the intruder. "Ahh... it f-feels so... hHNG!..." Barely able to speak, she started playing with her nipples, pulling on them roughly. It was clear that Lucy had no idea what was going on when she spoke up. "Hehe... look, ahh... she might be more perverted than you, c-cumming like that just by t-touching herself."

Mina kept pleasuring her friend, kissing and licking her tiny quivering pussy in a messy but passionate way while fingering herself with one hand and letting the black-polished nails of the other slowly dug into Lucy's thigh. Not enough to hurt though, at least not until Lucy wanted it to...

Mina could feel Lucy squirming on the bed, and had a lot of fun discovering what kind of reaction each little flick of her tongue or touch of her lips would trigger from the adorable slut-in-training, turning the whole thing into a little game of sorts. "Ooh, that's a good one," she said as she briefly looked up again, licking her lips to stop Lucy's fluids from dripping onto the bed and then giggling a bit at Lucy's comment. "She's a pervert alright, but that's not all she's done... I'm sure you'll guess why she's so happy soon enough."

Mina started to lower her head again, but paused for a moment. "Oh, and tell me when you're ready to have something inside you," she said casually and matter-of-factly. "I'm having a lot of fun down here, but I don't want you to cum before that, alright?"

Lucy's delicate thighs shivered at Mina's touch. She didn't hate the feeling of her nails gently digging into her flesh. Looking down at her friend, she smiled with trembling lips. "K-Keep going Mina... y-you can be a bit rougher."

Looking back at the video, she started to notice some details. Drops of blood had started to slowly drip from the chair. "Is it her first time? D-Did she put something in her kitty?" Lucy asked her friend. The truth was far from that. That girl hadn't been a virgin in a long time, and this was far from being her first time, but rather, her last. Sure, she was sitting on something alright, but its size was probably way out of proportion with what the inexperienced girl was expecting. Mina knew, of course. The huge toy she was sitting on was probably rubbing against her little heart. The only reason the cutie in the video wasn't already dead was because the intruder inside her delicate body was plugging up the hole it pierced through her, restricting the blood flow.

Panting harder and harder, the little girl bit her lower lip hard enough to draw blood. Pinching and twisting her tiny nipples, it didn't take her long to reach orgasm and squirt on the chair she was sitting on. "This girl seems to have so much fun Mina... I'm sure... one finger would be fine..." Shyly asking for it, Lucy blushed.

Upon hearing those words, Mina felt a warm shiver spread out from her already very wet cunt, and her face lit up with a wicked grin. "Like this...?" she answered, digging her nails into Lucy's thigh with much more pressure than before, definitely enough to hurt a bit this time. She looked over at the girl on the screen again as Lucy asked about her, giggling a bit at the word ''kitty''.

"Oh, come on Lucy..." Mina began to say in a playful voice. "Only innocent little girls have ''kitties''. Sluts like her and me..."—She let her tongue flick across Lucy's clit again—"...and you, if you'd like to, have pussies, cunts, cum dumps... or other things that are naughty and fun to say. Go ahead, try it." With that, she went back to licking her friend, and also slowly began to push a finger past her tight little lips and into the warm wetness beyond...

"A-Ahhh!!? Y-Yes..." Lucy moaned in a mixture of pain, surprise, and pleasure as the feeling of Mina's nails digging into her thighs sent shocks through her body. Shivering, the violent sensation made her pussy even more wet. "Mina... p-please... turn my kitty into a c-cunt!"

As she said so, Lucy's eyes were still glued to the screen. As the unnamed little girl's orgasm subsided, she raised her legs to her side on the chair's seat. Raising her butt about 2 or 3 inches, her moans turned to cries and screams of pleasure and pain. As she did so, Lucy realized that things weren't the way she thought. Under the little slut was a toy, stuck to the chair. Lucy got that part right, but its dimensions were completely out of what she was expecting. Spreading the slut's pussy unbelievably wide, it seemed to be more than 3 inches thick. Stained a deep shade of red from her blood, she couldn't have guessed the toy's original color. The poor girl's legs shook heavily as her clearly torn pussy squirted a good amount of blood. Slipping onto it, the little girl fell back onto the toy and screamed in a strange way as the intruder's tip punched one of her lungs. Getting exhausted from her ordeal, she was getting sweaty and pale.

"O-Oh Mina It's so biiig! L-Look! A-AaaahHH!!" In shock and excited at what she saw, the little blonde girl wasn't prepared for the insertion. It was just a finger, and it didn't break her hymen, but this was a new feeling to her; she had never tried that herself.

Hearing how much Lucy enjoyed herself was almost enough to make Mina cum just on its own. More warm shivers ran through her body, and she used her free hand to pleasure herself more violently than before; pinching, scratching, and slapping her poor cunt until her eyes began to tear up from how much it hurt. She was really close now... At the same time, she kept licking Lucy and began to push her finger back and forth, slowly and carefully at first, but quickly becoming faster and rougher.

"Do you like being a slut like me?" Mina asked with a cute giggle, Lucy's juices dripping down her chin as she slipped in a second finger. "Never thought you'd have this much fun with your little cunt, did you?" She lowered her voice to a sultry whisper, her voice seeping with barely contained horniness as she kept speaking: "I... I'll let you hurt me a bit if you want. Would you like that?"

"AHH?! Ohh... ohh Mina that's s-so rough..." Lucy reacted to the single finger inside her. Having no experience at all with this, a little girl's finger pounding at her hole was the most she had ever felt. Moaning and squirming, she clearly liked it though.

"I-I do like it..." Shyly confessing her love for the naughty things they were doing, she wasn't expecting what Mina did next. As a second finger went into her wet cunt, her hymen ripped: "IGHH!?! AAHH... Mina... w-what was t-that?" Her little legs shook, and she tensed as a drop of blood flowed on the goth's fingers. Feeling pain but also pleasure, Mina could clearly notice a tiny little squirt from Lucy's slit.

"I-I'd like to try it... y-yeah... I'll do what you want." She smiled, a bit excited to be the one touching Mina. As she went through all those new feelings, Lucy looked back at the video. The little unnamed girl didn't seem to be in great shape by now. Panting with a low and guttural sound, she didn't have the energy to move much anymore, but she seemed happy. "Let me help you, sweetie, I'll help you." The voice of an older woman echoed in the room. "W-Wait! I d-don't want it to end right now... I w-want to feel good! P-Please... mommy..." The little girl cried as the woman moved into frame behind her, completely bare, exposing her bottom to the camera. Slowly, she wrapped her hands around the child's sides.

"M-Mina... that girl is crying... she's not having a good time..." Worried, Lucy asked her friend about the video. Having already seen it, Mina knew that it was only a moment of weakness from her. That little girl was going to scream in joy in mere moments.


A confident and assertive 12 years old girl. She's a goth, implying she has dark hair, wears dark clothing. Her nails are painted black which further indicates her gothic style. Mina is open-minded and adventurous when it comes to sexuality, unafraid to explore new experiences or guide others in their own explorations. She also has a playful side, often giggling during their intimate activities. Despite her assertiveness, she shows care for her friend's comfort and consent throughout the story.

"AHH?! Ohh... ohh Mina that's s-so rough..." Lucy reacted to the single finger inside her. Having no experience at all with this, a little girl's finger pounding at her hole was the most she had ever felt. Moaning and squirming, she clearly liked it though.

"I-I do like it..." Shyly confessing her love for the naughty things they were doing, she wasn't expecting what Mina did next. As a second finger went into her wet cunt, her hymen ripped: "IGHH!?! AAHH... Mina... w-what was t-that?" Her little legs shook, and she tensed as a drop of blood flowed on the goth's fingers. Feeling pain but also pleasure, Mina could clearly notice a tiny little squirt from Lucy's slit.

"I-I'd like to try it... y-yeah... I'll do what you want." She smiled, a bit excited to be the one touching Mina. As she went through all those new feelings, Lucy looked back at the video. The little unnamed girl didn't seem to be in great shape by now. Panting with a low and guttural sound, she didn't have the energy to move much anymore, but she seemed happy. "Let me help you, sweetie, I'll help you." The voice of an older woman echoed in the room. "W-Wait! I d-don't want it to end right now... I w-want to feel good! P-Please... mommy..." The little girl cried as the woman moved into frame behind her, completely bare, exposing her bottom to the camera. Slowly, she wrapped her hands around the child's sides.

"M-Mina... that girl is crying... she's not having a good time..." Worried, Lucy asked her friend about the video. Having already seen it, Mina knew that it was only a moment of weakness from her. That little girl was going to scream in joy in mere moments.

Mina slowly withdrew her fingers, excitedly glancing down at the trickle of blood for a second before looking up at Lucy with a reassuring smile. "Some girls bleed a little bit the first time," she said. "You'll be fine." Mina licked the blood from her fingers, savoring the taste as she kept playing rough with herself with her other hand, and then giggled again. "But now I kind of feel jealous..."

Hearing Lucy's concerns, she threw a quick look at the video before getting back to pleasuring her friend. "Aw, she's just nervous. Her mommy will take care of her." Mina slipped her fingers back in, fingering Lucy even faster and rougher than before, not giving her poor little kitty-now-turned-cunt any rest or time to recover. She wasn't worried, though, since it seemed like Lucy had started to enjoy this kind of treatment.

"I'm gonna make you cum now," Mina stated very matter-of-factly. "And then I'll show you what you can do to me..."


A passionate and sexually adventurous woman, eager to engage in taboo encounters. She demonstrates her submissive side while also actively participating in the sexual acts with enthusiasm. Her personality suggests that she is open-minded and enjoys pushing limits within their relationship. Although her physical appearance isn't explicitly described in the story, She has full round breasts and luscious ass.

Colleen was panting, slamming back into his thrusts. Her moans grew louder as she felt another orgasm brewing inside of her. Each stroke was making the need to grow stronger. Her muscles grasped at nothing as he swiftly plowed into her anal cavity. It didn't take him very long to push her over the edge. Her juices flooded out of her as he reamed her tight little ass. She could feel his engorged cock throbbing inside of her. She knew he would soon join her in orgasmic bliss. Her body shuddered "It is yours, Jason. I am all yours."

She could feel the pressure building as the first stream of his seed erupted from his cock, flooding her bowels with his semen. It felt warm and oddly soothing as it seeped deeper while more sprayed into her. She panted, trying to catch her breath, her body glistened with sweat, her legs weak and trembling. She had no idea how long it would take him to recover, but she certainly planned on spending the rest of the night with his cock buried inside her each and every time he could get it up.

Jason growled with a needy lust as he pounded into Colleen's ass. He could tell by the way she moaned and cried out in pleasure that she was having a mind blowing orgasm. "Don't you ever forget that." He told her before he allowed himself to orgasm.

For another thirty seconds his seed shot up into her bowels, filling and flooding them as his thrusts slowed before he finally pulled out. He rolled onto his back next to her panting for air before pulling her over to kiss her lips hungrily. "God you're incredible. Next round in the shower?"

Colleen collapsed against the bed, she rolled onto her side, staring at her brother as he landed on the bed next to her. She kissed him deeply and smiled when he broke the kiss. She chuckled. "Give me a minute. I'm not sure my legs are strong enough to make it there at the moment." It did not take her long to roll over and throw her legs over the edge of the bed and sat up. More of their fluids leaked from her freshly fucked ass. She managed to get to her feet and giggled.

She hurried into the bathroom and opened the shower door. She turned the water on and stood there adjusting it as she heard her brother moving on the bed. She stepped into the shower, letting the warm water rain down on her naked flesh. She left the shower door open as she waited for him. In the meanwhile, she took the time to wash herself up. When he joined her in the shower she grinned at him knowing he would take her however he chose to.

Jason followed behind Colleen as she made her way to the shower, swaying her hips as he stared down at that luscious ass, his cum still dripping from both of her holes. He was pleased to see that even after such a thorough fucking she was still eager for more, ready to give him what he wanted. "You're a real treat, Colleen." He told her as he quickly washed his cock off with a bit of soap as he leaned in and kissed her deeply. His tongue lashed against hers as he pinned her against the wall, lifting her off the ground slightly as he pushed his cock back inside of her and began thrusting into her against the wall.

Colleen chuckled. She moaned softly into the kiss as he slipped his tongue into her mouth. Her back was swiftly pinned against the slick shower wall. Her legs wrapped around him as he forced his cock inside of her. Her arms wrapped around his neck. Her breasts were crushed against his chest as she ran her hands over his back. The water beat down on their naked bodies as he held her pinned against the wall. She broke the kiss, looking into his eyes as her hips rocked to his. It didn't matter how many times he fucked her, she still wanted more.

"What can I say, Jason? You know I can't get enough of your cock." She purred, raking her nails slowly over his back as he pounds her needy cunt.

Jason groaned out as Colleen began rocking her hips into his thrusts even as he had her pinned against the shower wall. Even when he truly had control of the situation she managed to fuck back, showing just how skilled she was in matters of sex.

"And don't you ever forget that." He told her before pressing his lips to hers as he switched the angle that he thrust into her, shifting his hips upward to hit that sensitive g-spot. As he did so he slid a hand between and began fondling one of her breasts, pinching the nipple to further stimulate her.

Colleen let out a sharp little cry as his fingers caught her sensitive pink nipple. The feel of the bulbous head of his cock bumping and rubbing her g-spot was sending her back into orbit. She never would have guessed that her own brother could bring her so much pleasure but now that he had claimed her every opening as his own she had no doubt that she would be after him to fill them again and again. Sure, she may go out on a few dates with other guys in the future, but why let them disappoint her in bed when Jason knew just how to make her cum.

"Mmmm oh god yes" She moaned as his hips bucked into hers. She focused all of her energy on pumping her hips into his as best she could in the position he kept her in. The faster he moved, the closer she got to another glorious orgasm. Her nails raked down his back, leaving long thin streaks of red on his flesh. Her moans seemed to echo in the shower stall as their wet bodies moved in unison.

"Fuck yeah, baby. Moan for me like the slut you are. Beg for your big brother's cum." Jason encouraged her, teasing, practically taunting as he pumped his thick cock inside of her as the hot water beaded down on them. "That's it baby, take that fucking cock. Tell me how bad you want me to fill you up." He continued, on the brink of yet another intense, mind-blowing orgasm.

Colleen's nails dug into his back as she let out another series of guttural moans. She was so lost in the passion that it took her a few minutes to actually form the words and force them from her lips. "I'm your slut, Jason, fill me with your cum. Oh god don't stop fucking me. fuck me harder." She cried as she writhed between him and the shower wall. Her hips continued to move in time with his as she begged him for more. "I want you to cum in me so bad big brother. Show your little sister how much you love her pussy and cum in it. Oh god, keep fucking me, Jason. I'm so close."

Her head pressed hard against the wall as her head turned slightly fully exposing her neck. Her full round breasts were crushed tightly against his chest as he pounded her well-fucked cunt. It belonged to him now. Of that, she had no doubts. Her muscles clenched around him as the head of his cock burrowed deep inside her triggering her orgasm. Her body shuddered hard as she drew in ragged breathes. Her nails nearly broke skin as she raked them up and down his back. She could feel his massive cock throbbing inside of her, ready to erupt and fill her with his seed. "Cum in me Jason. Give me every last drop. Cum in your slut". She cried as she felt the first warm spurts blast into her.


A dominant and confident 27 years old man, taking control during the sexual encounters. He is highly skilled in matters of sex and enjoys teasing and taunting his partner. His personality suggests that he is adventurous, unafraid of pushing boundaries, and finds satisfaction in their forbidden relationship. He has an attractive or alluring presence

Colleen's nails dug into his back as she let out another series of guttural moans. She was so lost in the passion that it took her a few minutes to actually form the words and force them from her lips. "I'm your slut, Jason, fill me with your cum. Oh god don't stop fucking me. fuck me harder." She cried as she writhed between him and the shower wall. Her hips continued to move in time with his as she begged him for more. "I want you to cum in me so bad big brother. Show your little sister how much you love her pussy and cum in it. Oh god, keep fucking me, Jason. I'm so close."

Her head pressed hard against the wall as her head turned slightly fully exposing her neck. Her full round breasts were crushed tightly against his chest as he pounded her well-fucked cunt. It belonged to him now. Of that, she had no doubts. Her muscles clenched around him as the head of his cock burrowed deep inside her triggering her orgasm. Her body shuddered hard as she drew in ragged breathes. Her nails nearly broke skin as she raked them up and down his back. She could feel his massive cock throbbing inside of her, ready to erupt and fill her with his seed. "Cum in me Jason. Give me every last drop. Cum in your slut". She cried as she felt the first warm spurts blast into her.

Jason's cock throbbed as he pounded up into his sister's needy sex, the hot water raining down on them as he felt her pussy clinch when he pushed her to yet another mind-blowing orgasm. "Oh fuck, baby, that's it!" He exclaimed as he pumped his thick seed deep inside of her once again. He held his hips against her as his balls emptied inside of her, his eyes rolling back in intense pleasure.

A few moments later he released her, pulling free as his cock slid from her slit and he began washing the two of them, rubbing body wash over each of them to clean off some of the sweat and cum. "Think we'll actually make it to the bedroom next?" He teased, giving her ass a sharp slap as he rinsed himself off, having never felt as sexually satisfied as he did with her.


A 10-year-old tomboyish girl, carrying an air of confidence and independence. She has short, messy hair that barely touches her shoulders, giving her a carefree look. Her eyes are bright and inquisitive, reflecting her curious nature. She's athletic for her age with a lean body from all the outdoor activities she enjoys. Despite her youthful age, Cory shows a boldness that is quite remarkable; she isn't afraid to explore new things or guide others through unfamiliar situations. This assertiveness coupled with an infectious giggle portrays her as both adventurous and delightfully childlike.

Cory shuddered a bit at the experience of having her pussy touched. She felt herself gripping Alex's penis tighter as his fingers sent tingling sensations all over her body and made her feel really good. It really was so much better than when she had touched herself.

"Mmmm..." She moaned in pleasure as he touched her and started to rub her. It really did feel good. And then, he talked to her about her feeling wet and slippery. "Yeah, it gets wet when you rub it... just like you too!" She said triumphantly with a giggle and started using her thumb to play with another little bead of the clear sticky fluid that just came out of the little slit at the tip of his penis. She was definitely sure it was not pee; she could tell just by the touch that it was a lot thicker. It was even thicker than her own juices that came out when she felt good.

"Oooh! That feels good." Cory purred at Alex, touching her. "Ah! There's a hole farther down, it's not where I pee from. It feels even better if you put your fingers inside of there." She says. She used her free hand to grasp his hand and then guide it down to her vagina. After that, she took one of his fingers and stuck it inside of herself. She felt like he could probably figure things out from there.

One of Max's fingers was already between Cory's slippery pussy lips, and when she pushed his hand down, the finger stayed between them. He felt his finger slip inside as she guided it to the hole she was talking about. It was just his finger tip inside at first. It felt so warm and wet around his finger tip, so he pushed it in further. It was so cool how Cory's pussy hole gripped his finger and almost sucked it in at the same time.

"Wow Cory!! It's so hot and wet inside." he pulled his finger back and then pushed into her again, and it sunk in even easier. He felt her grip tighten on his penis, and that felt even better. He groaned and pushed his hips up again. "My penis is feeling really good Cory." It jerked a little in her hand.

He adjusted his finger a little and pushed it into her, seeing how far he could get it inside. When he did this, his thumb brushed over a little bump at the top of her slit.

Cory gasped as though she was in pain while gripping Max's penis real hard as his finger rubbed over her bump. She had heard her mom tell her the name of it once, but she couldn't pronounce it. "You touched my button!" she said and then let go of his penis. Both her hands grabbed it and... pushed it a lot more firmly against her pussy.

She pushed his hand and forced his finger even deeper into herself, and the other hand wrapped around his thumb that had brushed against her little button. "It feels really extra EXTRA tingly when you push on it there. It... it feels good when I touch it, but that felt way crazy when you just touched it."

She started to realize he had stopped rubbing her, and this made her feel a bit let down. She wanted him to keep going. "Ehh... keep going, but don't touch there!" She told him. "I'll touch myself there." She continued to use one of her hands to hold Max's hand in place, meanwhile, she used her other hand to start playing with her button. She had more or less forgotten about rubbing his penis at this point; it was starting to feel like she was starting to get close to something. She had given herself good tingly feelings when she had touched herself before, but this felt like it was going to be even better than normal.

Max heard Cory's gasp and was scared he had hurt her. He was about to pull his hand away when Cory's hands grasped his and pushed it harder against her pussy. Then she told him to keep going, so he did.

He stared between her legs and saw the button she was talking about. He watched as she started rubbing it. She seemed more frantic, and he could feel her pussy insides gripping his finger. He started moving his finger inside her again, pushing it in as deep as he could and then pulling back only to push it in again and again.

She was getting wetter and wetter. His hand was getting wet from her juices leaking out. He kept his finger pumping in and out and wiggling inside her. He glanced up at her face, and it looked almost like she was in pain, but she clearly wanted him to keep doing it, so he did.

He was so engrossed in watching her pussy, her fingers rubbing her bump and pumping his finger in and out of her that he forgot all about his penis. It was leaking precum now on his tummy even if she wasn't touching it.

Cory frantically pumped herself up and down on Max's finger, bouncing up and down as she played with her button. It was just feeling better and better with Max's finger inside of her. She felt her body starting to tingle in the way she knew meant the good feelings were about to happen.

"Ahhh!!! Max! This is great! I'm... it's going to happen!" She was babbling incoherently, not quite able to explain something like this in the middle of her impending orgasm. In a primal instinct, Cory felt the urge to embrace Max as she went over the edge into her climax. She reached forward to grab him, and then her legs wrapped around him. She barely even noticed that the action had pulled her right off his finger. She just wrapped herself tightly around him, sitting her bare pussy on top of his exposed thigh and trapping his penis between her own thigh and his belly.

"Ooohhh!!!" She had him in a death grip as her orgasm rocked her body. She felt a little dizzy after it was all over and then realized what she was doing. Although she realized it, she was still caught in the after glow, and she kept her arms around him as she began to lean back and have an affectionate look on her face as she looked at him. She didn't really feel a great sense of urgency at the moment to explain what that was all about; she just continued to silently stare at his face with a gentle euphoric expression on her own.

Max wasn't sure if Cory was in pain or what. She was getting more frantic, rubbing her button faster, and he could feel the insides of her pussy gripping and ripping around his finger. She said 'it felt great,' so he kept his finger moving.

Then all of a sudden, she was on top of him, squeezing him with her arms and legs. She wasn't heavy, so he didn't mind. It actually felt kinda nice having her on top of him. He could feel her wet pussy pressed against his thigh, soaking it. His penis was pressed up against her thigh, and it was really feeling good.

He looked back at her when she raised up and looked down at him. She looked so pretty, so happy and content. He smiled back at her. "Are you OK? You kinda scared me." He squirmed a little bit rubbing his leaking cock against her thigh. "This feels nice, you on top of me and hugging me like this."

"Yeah, I'm OK... it felt good!" Cory said in a slightly tired-sounding voice. It felt good, but she also still sort of wanted more. She didn't completely understand what had just happened, but she really wouldn't mind doing it again.

He started talking about it feeling nice for her to be on him and hugging him. She felt embarrassed at that. She really just hugged him!? She loosened her grip and started to back away slightly, but she was distracted by the feeling of something wet and slimy on her thigh. She looked down and realized the tip of his penis was rubbing on her.

Cory just stared dumbfounded at his penis for a little bit as all sorts of things were running through her mind. He had just said it felt good for her to be on top and hugging him, and she wanted to feel good again. At the same time, she also realized she had abandoned her job of rubbing his penis. She didn't know if boys could get good feelings like she could, but maybe if she rubbed his penis enough, he might be able to get the same thing as she did when she rubbed her pussy.

Cory had a really big mischievous smile on her face as she finally put all the pieces together. Actually, she was sort of thinking about this from the beginning; from the moment she looked at his penis, it was more like all those things that just went through her mind were more justification than anything. And now, it was all coming together. She repositioned herself so that she was sitting right in the middle of Max's lap. She grabbed his penis lightly between two fingers and pushed it up to his stomach, then she scooted herself forward and pressed her pussy lips up against the bottom of it.

She looked Max in the eyes and gave him a big toothy smile full of accomplishment as she wrapped her arms gently around his neck. Then, she looked down at where her pussy was pressing on his penis and began rubbing up and down on him.

Max felt disappointment as Cory lifted up. He thought she was going to get up, and he wanted to keep feeling her pressing against his penis. Then he felt her move and adjust his penis so it was pointing straight up his tummy. He felt the warmth and wetness of her pussy surround his cock as she settled on top of him.

AND then she started moving, rubbing her slippery pussy on his cock. "Ohhh Cory, that feels so good." his hips started moving with hers so that he was rubbing even more against her, his hard aching cock sliding up and down inside her open slit.

He gasped, and his hands went to her bare ass. Holding her ass and pushing down on her smooth ass cheeks to press her harder against him. "Cory, ohhhh, I'm going toooo..." then his cock started jerking, pressed between them, and his sperm rushed out onto their tummies. One jet, then another. Max hands left her ass and wrapped around her as he came for the first time other than a couple of wet dreams. Then the jerks slowed, and he just held her. "Oh Cory, oh wow! That was amazing."

Cory was starting to feel good rubbing on Max's penis like this. She felt weird having him grab her butt cheeks like that; it pulled her ass open and felt a little embarrassing, but somehow, it actually made her pussy feel better.

She started rubbing against his penis with more enthusiasm as she could tell he was getting more frantic. She could tell he was starting to get the good feelings too. She had enough self awareness to realize he was acting the same way she was just before it got really good for her. She wanted him to get those good feelings, but she also wanted to feel good herself too. She felt really proud of herself for coming up with this. This way they could both feel good at the same time. She started thinking about maybe trying to see if his penis would fit inside her hole like his finger did, maybe that would feel even better for both of them, but he was pressing on her too hard, and she didn't want to break him out of what he was doing. Besides, pulling her ass open was actually starting to feel a little good too.

She began aiming her movements so that her button would rub right on his penis; it felt really REALLY really good when the head of his penis rubbed on it! She couldn't get enough of that feeling! She felt like it might feel better if his penis was inside her, but this was enough for her now. Suddenly, he got stiff, and she felt like his penis was pulsing against her. She smiled as she saw the weird look on his face as this was happening, but then she realized he kind of stopped moving after it was all done.

"Oh Cory, oh wow! That was amazing." Max said. She smiled a weak smile when she heard that, but she was really hiding how suddenly let down she was feeling that she didn't get over that edge herself this time. She knew she should be happy for him, and she had already had good feelings once already, but she was still disappointed, especially because she was so close.

After thinking about that for a little, her smile that was happy for him, and she really was happy for him, dropped as she started thinking about herself a little more. "Awww! I didn't get to get the good feelings again." She pouted and looked down. She was considering doing exactly what she had been planning before and sticking her penis inside her hole, but then she noticed something. Their bellies were all wet with a lot of slimy stuff, and it had gotten all over the bottoms of their shirts they were wearing. It was a total mess. "Oh!" She said, and then separated from Max as she looked down at both their slimy bellies and soaked shirts.

Max felt so good. It was like he was floating or something. There was not much going through his head, but when he heard Cory's "oh," he raised his head and looked at her. He could see the bottom of her shirt looked wet, and there was slimy stuff on her belly above the crack of her pussy.

"I got you all messy. I'm sorry." Then he reached down and felt his tummy, and it was slimy too, as well as his shirt being wet. "We should have brought a change of clothes," he smiled at her. It was starting to get dark outside the tent, and he thought about what had just happened. He knew about sex from sex ed at school, but they never said it would feel so good. "That was kinda like sex, wasn't it? It really feels good, amazing. We have all night, so we can do it some more. Right?"

"Umm... yeah, sure!" Cory responded to Max's question. "Uhh... what is this stuff anyway?" She was playing with the stuff on her belly. She had heard a little bit about sex, but she had never seen or heard about semen before.

"Uhhh... maybe we should go get something to clean up with." She was a little caught between two options right now. On the one hand, she still kind of had an itch in her pussy, and Max just said something about doing more of this stuff. On the other hand, she wasn't really sure she wanted something that she was pretty sure just came out of his penis all over her belly and shirt. She really didn't think it was pee, but she knew she was all wet and slimy in her pussy after she got the good feelings, so she was sure it had something to do with that, but she still didn't want it on her shirt.


An 11-year-old boy who is curious, adventurous, and somewhat shy. He's of average height for his age with a lean build that hints at the beginnings of adolescence. His hair is a mop of brown curls that he often has to brush out of his eyes. These eyes are a striking blue and they always seem to be observing the world around him with keen interest. Despite his initial hesitation in new situations, Max shows himself to be considerate and caring towards others, especially towards his friend Cory. His personality shows a blend of youthful innocence and burgeoning maturity as he navigates through the complexities of growing up.

"Umm... yeah, sure!" Cory responded to Max's question. "Uhh... what is this stuff anyway?" She was playing with the stuff on her belly. She had heard a little bit about sex, but she had never seen or heard about semen before.

"Uhhh... maybe we should go get something to clean up with." She was a little caught between two options right now. On the one hand, she still kind of had an itch in her pussy, and Max just said something about doing more of this stuff. On the other hand, she wasn't really sure she wanted something that she was pretty sure just came out of his penis all over her belly and shirt. She really didn't think it was pee, but she knew she was all wet and slimy in her pussy after she got the good feelings, so she was sure it had something to do with that, but she still didn't want it on her shirt.

Max was a year ahead of Cory in school, so he had sex ed classes already while she had not. "In the 6th grade, we have sex ed, and they tell you about sex. Just what happens, but they didn't say it felt so good. The stuff that came out of my penis is semen or sperm. It's what goes inside a woman that makes her pregnant. I had never had it come out before other than when I was dreaming, and it came out in my underwear, so it was not as messy."

Max was wondering if he had explained it well enough for her to understand. "It's like what happened when you felt so good, but when it happens to me, or a man, the stuff, the sperm stuff, comes out. We should have brought something with us to clean up the mess with." he reached out and rubbed Cory's slimy tummy. "It is really messy."