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This is an adult game and contains explicit sexual content.
Contains M/M, M/F, F/F, MtF, and FtM.
All characters in this story are of the age of consent.
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This is a lighthearted story where nothing truly bad can happen to you (other than the initial involuntary transformation). No one is out to get you, no one will betray you, and everyone in this story has high morality and empathy. This is a <i>safe space smut story</i> and your choices directly decide just how smutty things get.
This story does have explicit descriptions of sexual acts. It is not suitable for minors or prudes.
Please check the 'Options' on the side menu before continuing, as you may which to switch some features off!
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<div style="font-size:22px;">[[If you are of legal adult age and wish to proceed, CLICK HERE|001 Start]]</div>
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Thank you!
–<i>Davie Zwei</i><<popup "Cast" "CAST">>
<<popup "Stats" "STATISTICS">>
<center class="cash">$$cheddar</center>
<<if options.showsideimg is true>>\
<center><div style="max-width:200px;"><<display "SIDEIMAGE">></div></center>\
<<endif>>\<div class="porthold">\
<div class="back"><<popup "←Cast" "CAST">></div>\
<div class="flip"><<popup "Turn Around→" "APPEARANCE2">></div>\
<<if $alex eq "guy">>\
<img src="DZFAP/fap-alex-original.png" class="port">\
<<elseif $alex eq "boi">>\
<img src="DZFAP/fap-alex-boi.png" class="port">\
<<elseif $alex eq "girl">>\
<img src="DZFAP/fap-alex-girl.png" class="port">\
<<elseif $alex eq "delivery boi">>\
<img src="DZFAP/fap-alex-boi-delivery.png" class="port">\
<<elseif $alex eq "delivery girl">>\
<img src="DZFAP/fap-alex-girl-delivery.png" class="port">\
<<elseif $alex eq "boi-special">>\
<img src="DZFAP/fap-alex-boi-special.png" class="port">\
<<elseif $alex eq "girl-special">>\
<img src="DZFAP/fap-alex-girl-special.png" class="port">\
<<elseif $alex eq "maid">>\
<img src="DZFAP/fap-alex-girl-maid.png" class="port">\
<<elseif $alex eq "sexy">>\
<img src="DZFAP/fap-alex-girl-sexy.png" class="port">\
<<elseif $alex eq "slutty">>\
<img src="DZFAP/fap-alex-girl-slutty.png" class="port">\
<<elseif $alex eq "girl mezzo">>\
<img src="DZFAP/fap-alex-girl-mezzo.png" class="port">\
<<elseif $alex eq "girl modest">>\
<img src="DZFAP/fap-alex-girl-modest.png" class="port">\
<<elseif $alex eq "boi mezzo">>\
<img src="DZFAP/fap-alex-boi-mezzo.png" class="port">\
<<elseif $alex eq "boi modest">>\
<img src="DZFAP/fap-alex-boi-modest.png" class="port">\
<<elseif $alex eq "boi sexy">>\
<img src="DZFAP/fap-alex-boi-sexy.png" class="port">\
<<elseif $alex eq "boi slutty">>\
<img src="DZFAP/fap-alex-boi-slutty.png" class="port">\
<<elseif $alex eq "boi cosplay">>\
<img src="DZFAP/fap-alex-boi-cosplay.png" class="port">\
<<elseif $alex eq "girl cosplay">>\
<img src="DZFAP/fap-alex-girl-cosplay.png" class="port">\
<<elseif $alex eq "club1">>\
<img src="DZFAP/fap-alex-girl-club1.png" class="port">\
<<elseif $alex eq "club2">>\
<img src="DZFAP/fap-alex-girl-club2.png" class="port">\
<<elseif $alex eq "confidant">>\
<img src="DZFAP/fap-alex-girl-confidant.png" class="port">\
<<elseif $alex eq "towel">>\
<img src="DZFAP/fap-alex-girl-towel.png" class="port">\
<<elseif $alex eq "movies">>\
<img src="DZFAP/fap-alex-boi-movies.png" class="port">\
<<elseif $alex eq "cheerboi">>\
<img src="DZFAP/fap-alex-boi-cheerleader.png" class="port">\
<<elseif $alex eq "cheergirl">>\
<img src="DZFAP/fap-alex-girl-cheerleader.png" class="port">\
<<elseif $alex eq "stripperboi">>\
<img src="DZFAP/fap-alex-boi-stripper.png" class="port">\
<<elseif $alex eq "strippergirl">>\
<img src="DZFAP/fap-alex-girl-stripper.png" class="port">\
<<elseif $alex eq "swimboi">>\
<img src="DZFAP/fap-alex-boi-swimsuit.png" class="port">\
<<elseif $alex eq "swimgirl">>\
<img src="DZFAP/fap-alex-girl-swimsuit.png" class="port">\
<<elseif $alex eq "handyboi">>\
<img src="DZFAP/fap-alex-boi-handy.png" class="port">\
<<elseif $alex eq "handygirl">>\
<img src="DZFAP/fap-alex-girl-handy.png" class="port">\
<<endif>>\
</div>\<center>\
<img src="DZFAP/cast.png">
<div style="min-width:500px;max-width:800px;margin:0 auto">\
<<popup "Alex" "APPEARANCE">> - You!
<<popup "Mr. Fanucci" "FANUCCI">> - Your boss!
<<if $metmandy eq true and $metmarty neq true>>\
<<popup "Mandy" "MANDY">> - Your coworker!
<<endif>>\
<<if $metmarty eq true>>\
<<popup "Marty" "MARTY">> - Your coworker!
<<endif>>\
<<if $metmarti eq true>>\
<<popup "Marti" "MARTI">> - Your coworker!
<<endif>>\
<<if $mettrish eq true>>\
<<popup "Trish" "TRISH">> - Your roommate's GF!
<<endif>>\
<<if $metbrandon eq true>>\
<<popup "Brandon" "BRANDON">> - Your roommate!
<<endif>>\
<<if $metpaul eq true>>\
<<popup "Paul" "PAUL">> - A big manly customer!
<<endif>>\
<<if $metjack eq true>>\
<<popup "Jack" "JACK">> - A handsome customer!
<<endif>>\
<<if $metrebecca eq true>>\
<<popup "Rebecca" "REBECCA">> - A pretty woman!
<<endif>>\
<<if $metroy eq true>>\
<<popup "Roy" "ROY">> - An attractive man!
<<endif>>\
<<if $metlaw eq true>>\
<<popup "Law" "LAW">> - A skinny dude!
<<endif>>\
<<if $metzander eq true>>\
<<popup "Zander" "ZANDER">> - A hunky bro!
<<endif>>\
<<if $metsean eq true>>\
<<popup "Sean" "SEAN">> - A squat scrapper!
<<endif>>\
<<if $metlina eq true>>\
<<popup "Lina" "LINA">> - A sexy businesswoman!
<<endif>>\
<<if $metella eq true>>\
<<popup "Ella" "ELLA">> - Your boss's niece!
<<endif>>\
</div>\
</center>\<div style="max-width:800px;margin:0 auto">\
<hr>
Saucy Level: $slutty
<hr>
Scrub Level: $refusals
<hr>
<<if $gotoral > 0>>\
Blowjobs Received: $gotoral
<hr>
<<endif>>\
<<if $blowjobs > 0>>\
Blowjobs Given: $blowjobs
<hr>
<<endif>>\
<<if $penetrator > 0>>\
Fuckings Given: $penetrator
<hr>
<<endif>>\
<<if $penetratee > 0>>\
Fuckings Received: $penetratee
<hr>
<<endif>>\
</div>\
<<silently>>
<<set
$cheddar to 14,
$name to "Alex",
$alex to "guy",
$picked to "marty",
$mandyshare to false,
$rebeccaoffer to false,
$nomorepaul to false,
$drink to "water",
$slowroll to false,
$zandercall to false,
$girlsrock to false,
$nogirl to false,
$blewpaul to false,
$whoreboi to false,
$blewbrandon to false,
$sexbrandon to false,
$keepadd to false,
$martywank to false,
$martyblow to false,
$triple to false,
$metmandy to false,
$mettrish to false,
$metbrandon to false,
$metpaul to false,
$metjack to false,
$metrebecca to false,
$metroy to false,
$notgay to false,
$nojack to false,
$exclusive to true,
$linadigits to false,
$menservice to false,
$buttfucked to false,
$ellatops to false,
options.showhypno to true,
options.showsideimg to true,
options.showmainimg to true,
options.showcastimg to true,
$slutty to 0,
$refusals to 0,
$blowjobs to 0,
$gotoral to 0,
$penetrator to 0,
$penetratee to 0
>>
<</silently>>version 1.0<h3>Options</h3>\
<<optiontoggle "showsideimg">>Side menu avatar<</optiontoggle>>\
<p style="max-width:350px;font-size:12px;line-height:16px">This option shows your current look in the side menu.</p>
<<optiontoggle "showmainimg">>In-passage avatar image<</optiontoggle>>\
<p style="max-width:350px;font-size:12px;line-height:16px">This option shows your current look as an image in the story passage on the pages on which you transform.</p>
<<optiontoggle "showcastimg">>In-passage cast image<</optiontoggle>>\
<p style="max-width:350px;font-size:12px;line-height:16px">This option shows the image of each cast member of the story in the story passage as they are introduced.</p>
<<optiontoggle "showhypno">>Pseudo-hypno/flickering images<</optiontoggle>>\
<p style="max-width:350px;font-size:12px;line-height:16px">Turning these off does not affect the story in any way -- they are for flair only! Turn these off if you experience epileptic episodes or seizures (or if you just don't care to see pseudo-hypnotic type images).</p>@@.you;"What the heck is that?"@@ you ask Mr. Fanucci as you punch in for your evening shift. @@.you;"A new oven?"@@
A large tube-like structure has been installed on the kitchen wall where the pizza ovens used to be. There is a door on either side of the tube, with a little window set in the door, but the rest of the tube is all metal painted a bright and glossy red.
@@.fan;"It's an Automatic Delivery Dispatcher!"@@ Mr. Fanucci says, clapping his meaty hand on your shoulder.
<<if options.showcastimg is true>>\
<center><img src="DZFAP/fap-fanucci.png" class="port"></center>\
<<endif>>\
@@.you;"Wait, that thing is gonna do my job?! But you just hired me two weeks ago!"@@
@@.fan;"Oh no! No no no! You see, Alex, this machine does everything BUT deliver! It takes the orders and makes the pizzas but YOU still deliver them."@@
@@.you;"Oh. So you fired the cooks?"@@
Mr. Fanucci frowns. @@.fan;"I had to. This machine was very expensive. I had to take out a very large loan to buy it. But it is going to turn this business around, Alex. I promise!"@@
<center><img src="DZFAP/ding.png"></center>\
@@.fan;"Oh!"@@ Mr. Fanucci shouts, doing an awkward little dance. @@.fan;"This will be your first delivery using the new machine, Alex! Are you excited?"@@
He hurries over to the screen attached to the tube and taps his finger against it.
@@.fan;"Double pepperoni in Westside!"@@ he says, clapping his hands. He turns to you. @@.fan;"Into the tube, Alex! This machine makes pizza quickly!"@@
@@.you;"Wait, wait... I go INSIDE the tube?"@@
@@.fan;"There's a conveyor belt inside,"@@ he explains, twiddling his fingers, @@.fan;"and it will carry you through, providing everything! Oh, don't worry, Alex! Mandy has done four deliveries today -- it is perfectly safe!"@@
You glance at the monitor attached to the ADD machine. There's a blinking notification that reads 'Delivery Driver Required' at the top of the screen.
[[I guess I have to get inside the machine...|002 GetIn]]<div class="porthold">\
<div class="back"><<popup "←Back" "CAST">></div>\
<div class="flip"><<popup "Turn Around→" "FANUCCI2">></div>\
<img src="DZFAP/fap-fanucci.png" class="port">\
</div>\<div class="porthold">\
<div class="back"><<popup "←Back" "CAST">></div>\
<div class="flip"><<popup "Turn Around→" "PAUL2">></div>\
<img src="DZFAP/fap-paul.png" class="port">\
</div>\<center><img src="DZFAP/zing.png"></center>\
Away on the scooter again and you're at an apartment complex in the Northside in no time. You hustle up the stairs and knock on the apartment door. A chubby kid probably around twelve or thirteen years old answers the door.
@@.jeremy;"Hey,"@@ he says timidly.
@@.you;"Hello! Ready for pizza and a few rounds of Battle of Duty?"@@
His eyebrows go up and he smiles. @@.jeremy;"Um, really? You'll play with me?"@@
@@.you;"Of course! We always try to honor customer requests."@@
You have a piece of pizza with him and play the first-person shooter for nearly half an hour before your phone buzzes. 'Order up!' reads the text message from Mr. Fanucci.
@@.you;"Gotta go,"@@ you say. @@.you;"Another delivery."@@
@@.jeremy;"Okay. I'll order from you guys again!"@@
@@.you;"Great! See you soon, then."@@
You jog back to the scooter, glancing at the receipt that the kid signed for the pizza. Five bucks for a tip!
@@.you;"Awesome!"@@
That's nine dollars already and you're only a couple hours into your shift.
[[I need to head back to the pizzeria now.|007 Pizzeria]]The door on this end of the tube slides open for you to step inside. There's a monitor inside the tube as well and it has a blinking red dot on a map showing you the delivery drop-off point. The order displays on the left side of the screen. In the right top corner, you can watch as the pizza is quickly created and baked somewhere inside the tube.
<center><img src="DZFAP/whrrr.png"></center>\
The conveyor belt under your feet starts moving slowly. The monitor moves down the tube on a rail, keeping pace with the conveyor belt.
@@.you;"Wow, it really is making that pizza fast!"@@ you say as you watch numerous mechanical hands fold up a pizza box and stow the pizza inside.
<center><img src="DZFAP/ding.png"></center>\
You are at the end of the tube now. A tray pops out with the pizza box on it for you to take with a sheet of delivery instructions attached to the box. You pick the box up and the door on this end slides open to let you out.
Mr. Fanucci is grinning broadly as you exit the machine.
@@.fan;"What do you think, Alex? Amazing, isn't it?"@@
@@.you;"It seems... excessive, I think."@@
@@.fan;"Oh, you haven't seen HALF of what it can do! Calzones, pizza rolls, bread sticks, fries, chicken wings, potato bites -- a great many things!"@@
@@.you;"Oh. Well, yeah, that's cool."@@
Mr. Fanucci nods. @@.fan;"It IS! Now, off you go, Alex. You are sure to get a good tip now that we offer such speedy service!"@@
[[Head out to the scooter to make the delivery.|003 FirstDelivery]]You place the pizza in the large box attached to the delivery scooter and hop on.
<center><img src="DZFAP/zing.png"></center>\
You're off, splitting lanes and weaving through traffic on your way to Westside. You've gotten into the habit of driving fast and dangerous in order to deliver pizzas on time since the old cooks used to take forever with orders.
You have plenty of time now, but zipping around on the scooter has become a quick habit.
<center><img src="DZFAP/errt.png"></center>\
You pull up to the driveway of the customer's house and hop off the scooter. Pizza box in hand, you jog up the sidewalk and ring the doorbell.
<center><img src="DZFAP/ding-dong.png"></center>\
@@.nobody;"Whoa, that was fast!"@@ an older man says when he answers the door.
He takes the pizza and signs the receipt, leaving you a four dollar tip!
<center><img src="DZFAP/cha-ching.png"></center>\
@@.you;"Wow, Mr. Fanucci is right, that machine is going to get me some good tips!"@@
[[Time to head back to the pizzeria for another order!|004 NextOrder]]<<set $cheddar += 4>>\
<<set $metmandy to true>>\
<center><img src="DZFAP/zing.png"></center>\
You're back at the pizzeria before long thanks to your reckless scooter driving.
@@.fan;"How did it go, Alex?"@@ Mr. Fanucci asks as you enter the kitchen.
@@.you;"Four bucks!"@@ you say, smiling.
@@.fan;"Aha! I knew it!"@@ he shouts. Then he glances around to make sure Mandy isn't in earshot and adds, @@.fan;"Even Mandy received good tips."@@
Mandy, the other delivery driver, certainly isn't the most personable person and she drives the scooter way more carefully than you do. Her tips are usually terrible.
As if sensing she's being talked about, Mandy moseys into the kitchen from the dining area. Her shoulders are slumped and she has a lazy scowl on her chubby face. She is quite a bit overweight but she certainly could be attractive if only she cared about her appearance in the least.
But she doesn't. She told you when you first started that she only dates girls and girls don't care about that sort of thing. Of course, you don't think that's necessarily true, but your own experience with women has been rather... limited.
Not that you don't WANT to talk to them just that... getting rejected really, really sucks.
@@.man;"Ugh,"@@ Mandy groans. @@.man;"There's a family out there with three bratty kids. Why do I always get stuck serving, anyway?"@@
<<if options.showcastimg is true>>\
<center><img src="DZFAP/fap-mandy.png" class="port"></center>\
<<endif>>\
@@.fan;"I'll see to it,"@@ Mr. Fanucci says. @@.fan;"Take a little break, Mandy."@@
Mandy just shrugs. Mr. Fanucci heads out to the dining area to handle the bratty kids.
@@.man;"Did you try the mobobber yet?"@@ she asks, rolling her eyes and waving her hand at the big red ADD machine.
@@.you;"Yeah. It's really fast with the orders. We're gonna get some great tips, I think."@@
@@.man;"Meh. I don't trust it."@@
<center><img src="DZFAP/ding.png"></center>\
@@.you;"Oh,"@@ you say, peering at the ADD monitor, @@.you;"another delivery already."@@
@@.man;"You take it. I'm on break."@@
@@.you;"Sure,"@@ you say, thinking about hopefully getting another sweet four buck tip.
You look at the monitor. A delivery to Northside. There's a special request: 'play Battle of Duty with me.'
@@.you;"Weird request. I don't think Mister F will allow me to play games during work hours -- though I bet I could destroy this guy at Battle of Duty."@@
[[Get inside the ADD machine again.|005 GetIn]]You step into the tube and the monitor inside lights up, displaying a dot on the map in Northside and the order of two large pizza pies being constructed.
The conveyor belt carries you through to the end of the tube.
<center><img src="DZFAP/ding.png"></center>\
When you exit with the order, Mr. Fanucci is waiting outside the machine for you.
@@.you;"Oh, hey, there's a special instruction on this order, Mister F."@@
He nods. @@.fan;"I saw it on the display screen. Don't worry, Alex, it's fine! We honor customer requests. That's how we get repeat customers!"@@
@@.you;"So I can play a few games with this guy?"@@
@@.fan;"Of course!"@@ he says, smiling. @@.fan;"I will call you if another delivery comes in, Alex."@@
You pat your phone in your pocket to make sure you have it.
@@.you;"Cool. Thanks, Mister F!"@@
[[I need to make this delivery and play some games!|006 JackApt]]<<set $cheddar += 5>>\
<center><img src="DZFAP/zing.png"></center>\
You speed the scooter back to the pizzeria and meet Mr. Fanucci in the kitchen.
It's Mandy's turn to deliver, but she's sitting at the employee kitchen table eating some wings. Barbeque sauce is all over her face.
She says, pouting, @@.man;"They requested you."@@
@@.you;"Me?"@@
@@.man;"Well, they requested a BOY,"@@ she says around the wing in her mouth. @@.man;"Sexist machine!"@@ She burps and wipes her mouth with the back of her arm. @@.man;"I don't care. But it's only fair that you split the tip with me since it's my turn. Isn't that right, Mister F?"@@
Mr. Fanucci winces. He's never been a fan of conflict or hard decisions.
@@.fan;"I don't know if that is fair, Mandy. What do you think, Alex?"@@
[[I'll agree to split this tip with Mandy since it is rightly her turn.|008 AgreeSplit]]
[[I'll argue that I deserve the whole tip since I'm doing all the work.|008 AllMine]]<<set $mandyshare to true>>\
@@.you;"Yeah,"@@ you say, @@.you;"that's fair, I guess."@@
Mandy actually smiles. @@.man;"Thanks, Alex."@@
[[I need to get into the tube yet again.|009 GetIn]]<<set $mandyshare to false>>\
@@.you;"No way,"@@ you say, @@.you;"if I'm taking the delivery, it's my tip."@@
Mandy frowns. @@.man;"Whatever."@@
[[I need to get into the tube yet again.|009 GetIn]]<<set $alex to "boi">>\
You step into the red tube yet again and see that this is another delivery for Northside. You watch as some wings get battered and fried and doused with sauce by the many mechanical arms. A small chicken and mushroom pizza is also quickly put together and baked.
But halfway through the tube, there's a bright flash that leaves you feeling lightheaded. It takes a few moments to blink out the afterglare in your eyes.
<center><img src="DZFAP/ding.png"></center>\
You grab the boxes of pizza and wings and exit the ADD machine. But you're feeling quite odd and both Mr. Fanucci and Mandy are staring at you with surprised looks on their faces.
@@.you;"What?"@@ you ask. You look down and see that you're wearing a tank-top, rather short shorts, and a pair of sandals now. @@.you;"What the heck?!"@@
<<if options.showmainimg is true>>\
<center><img src="DZFAP/fap-alex-boi.png" class="port"></center>\
<<endif>>\
@@.man;"Wow, I didn't know it could do cute outfits too!"@@
@@.you;"Mister F, what happened?"@@
@@.fan;"I don't know, Alex! I knew the machine would accept requests but this...?"@@
You walk over to the mirror above the wash sink in the kitchen and gaze at your reflection. You barely recognize yourself! Your hard-grown chin stubble is completely gone and the hair on your head looks softer and fluffier and now has a reddish tinge to it. And you could swear your eyelashes look darker and thicker.
You glance down at yourself again and note that your legs are completely hairless. A quick check inside the shorts you're wearing confirms that your pubic hair is gone as well.
@@.you;"Oh man, Mister F, it took all my downstairs hair!"@@ you say, dumbfounded. You look back up to the mirror and add, @@.you;"And my ears are pierced! Mister F, this is really weird!"@@
@@.fan;"I'm sorry, Alex, I had no idea this could happen!"@@ He taps on the ADD machine monitor and sighs. @@.fan;"I can't even see the details of the special request. It only says 'send a cute boy in a cute outfit' on the screen here."@@
There's no arguing that you definitely fit that request now.
@@.you;"Can't it change me back?"@@
He nods. @@.fan;"Yes, yes I think so! Oh..."@@ he sighs again. @@.fan;"It seems the panel is locked until the delivery is made."@@
@@.you;"I don't know if I want to make a delivery like this!"@@
@@.man;"You look like a twink,"@@ Mandy says, nodding. @@.man;"You know what a twink is, Alex? A real pretty boy that takes it in the--"@@
@@.fan;"Mandy! Please, don't say such words."@@
@@.man;"I was just sayin' he looks really cute, is all, Mister F. It's WAY better than that scruffy look you had before, Alex. Heck, I'd even date you now!"@@
@@.fan;"It is okay, Alex. Mandy can make the delivery for you. We will tell the customer we were unable to fulfill the special request."@@
[[I'll make the delivery anyway -- it's my job!|010 Deliver]]
[[I will pass off this delivery to Mandy.|010 Decline]]<<set $refusals += 1>>\
<<set $nomorepaul to true>>\
@@.you;"Sorry, Mister F, but I'm not comfortable making the delivery like this."@@
Mr. Fanucci nods.
@@.fan;"Mandy, you will have to take the delivery. Tell the customer his request was... strange. We do not do such things!"@@
Mandy sighs but pushes herself up from the kitchen table.
<<if $mandyshare eq true>>\
@@.man;"Fine. And I guess we'll still split the tip, Alex. That's fair."@@
@@.you;"Wow, Mandy, thanks. That's nice of you."@@
@@.man;"It sure is,"@@ she says in monotone, but she has a little smile tugging at the corner of her mouth.
<<else>>\
@@.man;"Fine. But I'm not sharing the tip, either."@@
@@.fan;"Yes,"@@ Mr. Fanucci says, @@.fan;"that is fair, Mandy. As Alex said, you are making the delivery so it is your tip."@@
<<endif>>\
Mandy picks up the order and heads out of the kitchen to get on the scooter and make the delivery.
You wait at the kitchen table until she gets back -- which luckily is only about ten minutes later.
@@.man;"Well, he was fine with it,"@@ Mandy says as she re-enters the kitchen. @@.man;"He just laughed it off and said it was worth a shot."@@
@@.fan;"Good."@@
<<if $mandyshare eq true>>\
<<set $cheddar += 5>>\
@@.man;"Even gave me -- us -- a ten dollar tip. That's five each, Alex."@@
@@.you;"Wow. Nice!"@@
She shrugs.
<<else>>\
@@.man;"Even gave ME a ten dollar tip."@@
@@.you;"Wow. Nice, Mandy."@@
She shrugs.
<<endif>>\
@@.fan;"Alex, you can get back into the machine again. It is working!"@@
[[I need to get into the tube again to change back.|017 AlexBack]]<<set $metpaul to true>>\
@@.you;"No,"@@ you say, shaking your head, @@.you;"it's my delivery. I'll do it."@@
Mr. Fanucci nods. @@.fan;"I really appreciate that, Alex. I'll have a technician out to look at the machine first thing in the morning to sort this out!"@@
@@.you;"Okay."@@
You take a deep breath then head out to the scooter to drive out to Northside.
<center><img src="DZFAP/zing.png"></center>\
You make the trip as speedy as you can, especially since you have to endure a surprising number of wolf-whistles and cat-calls from people passing by in cars -- most of the guys yelling lewd comments that obviously mistake you for a girl.
<center><img src="DZFAP/errt.png"></center>\
You pull up to the curb and hurry up the driveway to the customer's house.
@@.paul;"Hello there!"@@ greets a ruggedly handsome man as he answers the door. He's a big burly fellow with muscular arms, a barrel chest, and a full head of wild silvery hair.
<<if options.showcastimg is true>>\
<center><img src="DZFAP/fap-paul.png" class="port"></center>\
<<endif>>\
He looks you up and down and you feel a heat in your cheeks at being so openly ogled.
@@.paul;"My goodness, you are just perfect, aren't you? A blushing beauty!"@@
@@.you;"Um... thanks,"@@ you manage to say.
He smiles. @@.paul;"Adorable AND polite! I'm Paul. What's your name, cutie?"@@
Being called 'cutie' catches you by surprise -- and honestly makes you feel a little flush -- but you manage to say, @@.you;"Alex. I'm Alex."@@
@@.paul;"Very nice to meet you, Alex! Say, is there any chance I could I persuade you to come in for a bit?"@@
@@.you;"Well, um, I--"@@
@@.paul;"I would just like you to make me a plate. I think that would be very nice, for a cutie like you to serve me dinner. That's all. And of course, I'll tip for the extra service."@@
[[I suppose I could just make a plate for him -- the tip is sure to be good.|011 MakePlate]]
[[I'll decline his offer and get back to the pizzeria pronto.|011 DeclinePaul]]@@.you;"Um, okay... sure."@@
@@.paul;"That a boy!"@@ he says, stepping aside to let you enter.
He takes the boxes from you and nods at your feet.
@@.paul;"Shoes off, please. New carpeting."@@
You kick your feet out of your sandals -- noting that your toenails seem to have been given a manicure by that crazy machine -- and push them out of the way.
Paul smiles at you and gives you a nod. You follow him through a short hallway to his dining room.
@@.paul;"I like your name, Alex. It suits you very well."@@ He sets the boxes on his dining table and jerks his thumb toward the adjacent kitchen. @@.paul;"Plates are in the cupboard by the 'fridge and silverware is in the drawer just under that. Grab a few napkins, too, will you? These wings can get messy!"@@
You nod and go to the kitchen. The tiles are chilly under your bare feet and you shiver. Judging by the grunt you hear behind you, Paul enjoyed the reflexive jiggle of your scantily-clad body. You reach up to get a plate from his top cupboard shelf and you hear him let out an appreciative sigh behind you.
You're not sure how you feel about being gawked at by this large older man, but you do know that your body is flush with heat despite the chill in the house. Your nipples are rock hard -- and that fact is quite obvious through the thin fabric of your tank-top.
After gathering some silverware and napkins, you carry everything over to Paul at the dinner table. He's grinning at you -- but his smile seems genuinely complimentary rather than creepy.
@@.you;"Here you are, um, sir,"@@ you say after you've plated a couple slices of pizza and some wings for him.
@@.paul;"Ah, I really like that,"@@ he says. @@.paul;"Sir!"@@ He laughs. He takes the plate from you and asks, @@.paul;"Would you get a beer from the 'fridge for me, Alex?"@@
You nod and return to the kitchen for a beer.
@@.paul;"In the back on the bottom where they're nice and cold, if you would,"@@ he says, a playful edge to his baritone voice.
You get the hint: he wants a little show with his meal.
<<if options.showhypno is true>>\
<div class="add"><<popup "Whoa! What's this weird feeling?!" "ADD-BEND">></div>\
<<endif>>\
[[I'll play along and bend over to get the beer -- that's sure to get a tip. Oh! A gratuity, I mean.|012 PlayAlong]]
[[I'll just squat down and grab a beer for him.|012 SpoilSport]]<<set $nomorepaul to true>>\
@@.you;"No, sorry, I really have to get back."@@
Paul nods.
@@.paul;"Of course. And I'm sorry for being so forward. I think I've made this a little awkward."@@
He signs the receipt for the pizza delivery and hands it to you.
You glance at the receipt... and see that's there's a twenty dollar tip!
@@.you;"Oh. Wow. Thanks, Paul."@@
@@.paul;"Of course."@@
@@.you;"Thanks! Enjoy your food!"@@
You jog -- as best you can in flip-flops -- back to the scooter.
[[I need to get back to the pizzeria.|016 Pizzeria]]<<set $slutty += 1>>\
You bend all the way over, feeling the muscles of your legs stretch as you reach down to the bottom shelf of the 'fridge. You're sure the bottom of your ass must be peeking out from underneath these little shorts! After pushing a few things to the side, you shift your weight to one foot and lean in to get a bottle of beer way at the back.
Paul gives you a low, appreciative whistle. A feverish wave of heat rolls through you and when you stand back up you take a moment to let out a breath and wait for the feeling to settle some.
That was... a very interesting feeling. The growing tightness in the crotch of your shorts reveals that, at the very least, your body sure as hell enjoyed it.
@@.paul;"You know,"@@ Paul says as you hand him his beer, @@.paul;"I really am grateful you took the time to amuse an old grubby bear like me. You're very sweet, Alex."@@
@@.you;"Um, thank you."@@
He signs again and smiles. @@.paul;"Of course. Have a seat for a moment, won't you?"@@
You take a seat across from him.
@@.paul;"I don't mean to be too pushy but... do you have a boyfriend, Alex?"@@
[[No, I don't have a boyfriend... currently.|013 Yep]]
[[No, I haven't really considered having a boyfriend.|013 Maybe]]
[[I'm not gay, so of course I wouldn't have a boyfriend.|013 Nope]]
You squat down and grab a bottle of beer for Paul.
@@.paul;"You know,"@@ Paul says as you hand him his beer, @@.paul;"I really am grateful you took the time to amuse an old grubby bear like me, Alex. You're very sweet."@@
@@.you;"Um, thank you."@@
He signs again and smiles. @@.paul;"Of course. Have a seat for a moment, won't you?"@@
You take a seat across from him.
@@.paul;"Do you have a boyfriend, Alex?"@@
[[No, I don't have a boyfriend... currently.|013 Yep]]
[[No, I haven't really considered having a boyfriend.|013 Maybe]]
[[I'm not gay, so of course I wouldn't have a boyfriend.|013 Nope]]@@.you;"No,"@@ you say. @@.you;"I don't have a boyfriend right now."@@
<<display "014 PaulChance">>\@@.you;"No,"@@ you say. @@.you;"I haven't ever really... thought about... having a boyfriend."@@
<<display "014 PaulChance">>\<<set $notgay to true>>\
<<set $nomorepaul to true>>\
@@.you;"No,"@@ you say, shaking your head. @@.you;"I'm not gay."@@
Paul's eyebrows go up.
@@.paul;"Oh! Oh, I'm sorry. I shouldn't have assumed... that was rude of me."@@
@@.you;"No, it's fine, I know with the outfit and all..."@@
Paul smiles and shrugs.
@@.paul;"Yes, maybe I got the impression... but I'm sorry for being so forward, Alex. I think I've made this a little awkward and I'm sure you'd like to get back to work."@@
He signs the receipt for the pizza delivery and slides it across the table to you.
You glance at the receipt... and see that's there's a ten dollar tip!
@@.you;"Oh. Wow. Thanks, Paul."@@
@@.paul;"Of course. I appreciate you sticking around, Alex. It was very sweet of you."@@
@@.you;"No problem, Paul. Enjoy your food!"@@
You stand up and retreat to the foyer to put back on your boots.
[[I need to get back to the pizzeria.|016 Pizzeria]]<<if $mandyshare eq false>>\
<<set $cheddar += 10>>\
<<else>>\
<<set $cheddar += 5>>\
<<endif>>\
<center><img src="DZFAP/zing.png"></center>\
You're back at the pizzeria after a bit of traffic-dodging and enduring quite a few more lewd heckles.
@@.fan;"Ah, Alex! Everything went well?"@@
@@.you;"Yes, Mister F, everything went pretty good, actually."@@
@@.fan;"Great! Okay, you just need to go through the machine again to return to normal -- I think. The instruction book is a little confusing."@@
[[Maybe I'll wait a little and see how I feel about how I am now...|017 StayBoi]]
[[I'll go right through the machine and hopefully return to my old self.|017 AlexBack]]@@.paul;"Oh,"@@ Paul says, nodding. @@.paul;"Hey, I didn't mean to pry. I just thought, you know, with how <i>ri-gosh-darn-dicluously</i> adorable you are and all, that you surely had a boyfriend."@@
Yet again you feel blood rush to your cheeks. You shake your head.
@@.paul;"You don't have to answer, of course, but have you ever been with... anyone?"@@
You find yourself biting your lip. You shake your head again, seeing no reason to lie about it.
@@.paul;"Oh. I see. Well, I'll tell you, Alex, the world is your oyster. If you ever wanted a boyfriend, you'd be able to get one in a heartbeat."@@
@@.you;"Thanks."@@
Paul smiles and nods.
@@.paul;"Say, I know it's a long shot, but I'd kick myself if I didn't at least ask, you know? What are the chances that you'd come by and see me again? I'll be honest, I'd eat pizza every night from here 'til I die if you were at least a little tiny bit interested in us getting to know each other. I'm not talking about anything vulgar, of course! I would just really like to have you over... for company."@@
[[I'll tell Paul that I would like that because I would like to get to know him.|015 YesPaul]]
[[I'll tell Paul I'd like that -- but I won't tell him it's only for the money.|015 YesPaul]]
[[I'll tell Paul sorry, but I'm honestly not interested in that.|015 NoPaul]]You nod and Paul lights up with the biggest smile you think he could possibly manage.
@@.paul;"Oh, magnificent! Wow, Alex, you have made my day. My week, even."@@
You give a little shrug, unsure of what to say to that.
@@.paul;"Well, I guess I should let you get back to work,"@@ he says, frowning a little. He takes the receipt off the pizza box and signs it, then pushes it across the table over to you. @@.paul;"There's my number, too, in case you want to call for anything. Please do, okay?"@@
@@.you;"Oh. Thanks."@@ You glance at the receipt... and see that there's a ten dollar tip! @@.you;"Oh. Wow. Thanks, Paul."@@
He nods. @@.paul;"Of course! I appreciate you sticking around, Alex. It was very sweet of you."@@
You stand up and give him a goodbye wave then retreat to the foyer to put back on your boots.
[[I need to get back to the pizzeria.|016 Pizzeria]]<<set $nomorepaul to true>>\
You shake your head.
@@.you;"Um, sorry, but--"@@
Paul holds his hand up for you to stop.
@@.paul;"Hey, no need to explain. Like I said, it was a long shot, wasn't it?"@@ He shrugs and smiles. @@.paul;"I am glad you came by, Alex."@@
@@.you;"Yeah. Me too."@@
@@.paul;"Well, I guess I should let you get back to work,"@@ he says, frowning a little. He takes the receipt off the pizza box and signs it, then pushes it across the table over to you.
@@.you;"Thanks."@@ You glance at the receipt... and see that there's a ten dollar tip! @@.you;"Oh. Wow. Thanks, Paul."@@
He nods. @@.paul;"Of course! I appreciate you sticking around, Alex. It was very sweet of you."@@
You stand up and give him a goodbye wave then retreat to the foyer to put back on your boots.
[[I need to get back to the pizzeria.|016 Pizzeria]]<<set $metrebecca to true>>\
<<set $metroy to true>>\
<<set $rebeccaoffer to true>>\
@@.you;"Maybe I'll wait a little while, Mister F, if that's okay?"@@
He gives you a surprised look but says, @@.fan;"Sure, Alex, of course that's fine! But you will have to go back through once we receive another order. Okay?"@@
You nod.
@@.fan;"Good,"@@ he says. @@.fan;"Mandy is off for the rest of the night and I really need a little time off my feet. Do you mind serving the dining area for an hour or so?"@@
@@.you;"Of course not, Mister F. I'm on it."@@
@@.fan;"Thank you, Alex. I'll be in my office."@@
You head out to the dining area to find a couple sitting on the opposite end of the room. It's rare to have many customers. You think it's because the decor hasn't been updated since the 80's and Mr. Fanucci always plays depressing opera music.
You approach the only people in the room to see if they need anything: a young couple speaking quietly to one another. They're both rather attractive people and you can tell they're really fit even in their casual clothes.
The woman is in a lacy white dress and the man is outfitted in a military uniform.
<<if options.showcastimg is true>>\
<center><img src="DZFAP/fap-rebecca.png" class="port" style="width:49%;margin-right:1%"><img src="DZFAP/fap-roy.png" class="port" style="width:49%"></center>\
<<endif>>\
@@.you;"How's everything this evening?"@@
The man looks up at you, catching your eye for just a moment, but quickly returns his gaze to his half-eaten slice of pizza.
@@.rebecca;"It's delicious, thanks!"@@ the woman responds. @@.rebecca;"Could we maybe get a little more parmesan?"@@
@@.you;"Oh, yeah, of course. I'll get that for you."@@
<<if $notgay eq true>>\
[[I have to go to the kitchen to get another shaker of parmesan.|018 GetParmesanNG]]
<<else>>\
[[I have to go to the kitchen to get another shaker of parmesan.|018 GetParmesan]]
<<endif>>\<<set $alex to 'guy'>>\
<<set $rebeccaoffer to false>>\
You step back into the machine and wait on the conveyor belt as it carries you through. After the bright flash near the center of the tube, you rub your eyes and come out the other side, returned to normal.
<<if options.showmainimg is true>>\
<center><img src="DZFAP/fap-alex-original.png" class="port"></center>\
<<endif>>\
@@.fan;"Good,"@@ Mr. Fanucci says, looking you over.
@@.man;"You were way cuter before."@@
@@.fan;"Mandy, that is not nice."@@
@@.man;"I was giving him a compliment!"@@
@@.fan;"Well, okay. You have the rest of the night off unless you want to stay, Mandy."@@
@@.man;"No way, I'm outta here. See you later, guys."@@
Mandy gives you both a wave and heads out of the kitchen to the parking lot.
@@.fan;"I need a little time off my feet, Alex. Do you mind serving the dining area for an hour or so?"@@
@@.you;"Of course not, Mister F. I'm on it."@@
@@.fan;"Thank you, Alex. I'll be in my office."@@
You head out to the dining area to find a couple sitting on the opposite end of the room. It's rare to have many customers, and today is no exception. You think it's because the decor hasn't been updated since the 80's and Mr. Fanucci always plays depressing opera music.
You approach the couple to see if they need anything.
@@.you;"How's everything this evening?"@@
@@.rebecca;"It's delicious, thanks,"@@ the woman responds.
You nod and leave them to their meal, busying yourself by sweeping up and wiping down tables.
When they're done they both say 'thanks' and head out. You go over to their table to clear it off.
[[I should get these dishes to the kitchen.|020 Kitchen]]You grab another shaker from the back room. When you return to the table in the dining area, the young woman is by herself.
@@.rebecca;"Thank you,"@@ she says as you set the parmesan shaker on the table.
@@.you;"Anything else?"@@
@@.rebecca;"Um,"@@ she says, biting her lip. @@.rebecca;"I... I do have a kind of personal question. Is that -- do you mind?"@@
You shake your head, not sure what she's going to ask.
@@.rebecca;"Well, um, my husband -- we've been married for about a year."@@
@@.you;"Oh. Congratulations."@@
@@.rebecca;"Thank you but -- oh, gosh. Sorry. Um, I have no idea how to ask this. Please don't be offended, okay?"@@
@@.you;"Okay. Don't worry. I think I'm hard to offend,"@@ you say with a little laugh, trying to lighten the mood.
@@.rebecca;"Well... oh, gosh. Okay. Would you be interested in... would you... ugh! Would you consider... oh, gosh! Would you come to a private um... pizza party... if I... got catering or something?"@@
@@.you;"Oh. Well, I'd have to ask about catering. I don't think we've ever done it!"@@
@@.rebecca;"It's more about... you coming than... the pizza."@@
@@.you;"Um...?"@@
@@.rebecca;"My husband saw you earlier, in the parking lot, when you were leaving on your scooter. He... we, honestly, would like it if you might be available to just... well it's his birthday in a few days."@@
@@.you;"Uh...?"@@
@@.rebecca;"Um... do you like guys?"@@
@@.you;"Well..."@@
@@.rebecca;"Would you... dance a little for him? Maybe in a cute outfit like that? It would mean so much... oh my gosh this is just totally out of line, isn't it? I'm SO sorry!"@@
@@.you;"I don't know about--"@@
@@.rebecca;"Um, I'll tell you what: I'll make an order in a few days requesting you and if you don't come, it's fine. Okay? Just think about it until then, please?"@@
@@.you;"Okay,"@@ you say, knowing you're not committed to anything either way.
@@.rebecca;"Oh my gosh you are so great! Oh, thank you! Oh, it's the best present ever for him. Ever! He'll be SO happy. I really, really, really appreciate it. Oh my gosh you don't know how much I appreciate it!"@@
You smile and shrug, feeling a little embarrassed.
@@.rebecca;"Okay. I'll just call and make an... appointment? An order! Just a couple pizzas. I'll have cake there, too. Oh, of course I'll pay you for your time! Oh my gosh you're SO sweet for doing this."@@
@@.you;"I didn't say yes yet--"@@
@@.rebecca;"Oh, I know! It's fine. Please just think about it. I'll call in few days. My name's Rebecca, okay?"@@
@@.you;"Sure. No problem, Rebecca. I'm Alex."@@
@@.rebecca;"Oh, thank you SO much, Alex!"@@ Rebecca says. She reaches out to give your hand a gentle squeeze. @@.rebecca;"Oh, gosh, I'm so excited! Oh, sorry sorry sorry. I'll let you go now. Thank you!"@@
You tend to the tables until the couple leaves, catching Rebecca's husband glancing at you more than a few times. Rebecca gives you a little wave as she goes.
You clear the table of plates and silverware and wipe it down.
[[I should take these dishes to the kitchen.|020 Kitchen]]@@.fan;"Empty?"@@ Mr. Fanucci asks when you enter the kitchen with an armload of dishes.
@@.you;"Yes, Mister F, all gone."@@
He nods. @@.fan;"Alex,"@@ he says, hesitating, @@.fan;"we have another delivery order."@@
@@.you;"Okay, sure."@@
@@.fan;"But... they've requested a girl."@@
@@.you;"Oh. But Mandy's gone for the night, isn't she?"@@
@@.fan;"Yes. She's not answering her phone."@@
@@.you;"And you... wait, you want me to go into that machine when the request is for a GIRL?"@@
Mr. Fanucci frowns. @@.fan;"I can only ask, Alex. I won't be mad if you don't want to do it."@@
@@.you;"But you're suggesting it! What if that thing turns me into a GIRL, Mister F?"@@
@@.fan;"The business is hurting, as you know. And the machine is on a very expensive loan. I know that has nothing to do with you -- you've been a great delivery driver, of course! But... I can't afford to lose customers, Alex. Not a single one. So... I'm asking you to please consider taking this delivery. For me. Please?"@@
[[Why not? I think it'll be fun to try out being a girl!|021 GoGirlExcited]]
[[I'll tell Mister F that I'll do it, but I'm certainly not happy about it.|021 GoGirlOkay]]
[[I'll tell Mister F no way am I getting into that machine when the request is for a girl!|021 NoGirl]]<<set $alex to "girl">>\
<<set $nogirl to false>>\
You enter the tube and look at the monitor inside: a delivery to Westside for four large pizzas and two orders of wings. You watch as the order gets made and then, once again midway through the tube: a bright white flash followed by a lightheaded feeling.
As soon as you blink away the afterglare, you look down at yourself. You're wearing a pair of shiny, tight pants and sandals along with a lacy top. The outfit definitely looks sexy but it doesn't feel as revealing as the one you were in before.
<center><img src="DZFAP/ding.png"></center>\
You pick up the boxes for the order at the end of the tube and exit the machine. Mr. Fanucci stares at you with eyebrows raised.
@@.you2;"What?"@@ you ask. @@.you2;"Oh, man! Listen to my voice! It's super girly!"@@
Mr. Fanucci nods. @@.fan;"Yes. And... you're very pretty, Alex."@@
@@.you2;"I am?"@@ you ask, feeling a little intrigued.
You set the boxes down on the counter and look at yourself in the mirror of the sink. All you can think of is how cute you look: big beautiful eyes, curvy plump lips, and gorgeously long eyelashes. Your hair is almost shoulder-length and styled in a purposefully messy sort of way.
<<if options.showmainimg is true>>\
<center><img src="DZFAP/fap-alex-girl.png" class="port"></center>\
<<endif>>\
@@.you2;"Whoa, I am pretty! Mister F, I'm out of my own league! But I'm so short. How tall do you think I am?"@@
@@.fan;"I don't know. Five and a half feet, maybe a little less?"@@
@@.you2;"It's so strange being shorter."@@
<<if options.showhypno is true>>\
<div class="add"><<popup "Whoa! Here's this weird feeling again!" "ADD-MEN">></div>\
<<endif>>\
You turn around and look at Mr. Fanucci. You've always remembered him as a nice, rather pudgy older man but oddly enough you feel like you're seeing him different now. Sure, he's still really chubby, but there's some decent muscle on him and he looks like a very kind person.
@@.you2;"Hey, Mister F, does that thing mess with my brains too?"@@
He shakes his head. @@.fan;"No, I don't think so, Alex. Why, do you feel any different?"@@
You think about it and realize that, yes, you do feel different. But you recognize this feeling. You're horny.
Actually, you're full-on raging hair-trigger boner horny -- that would be, of course, if you had that sort of equipment right now, which you don't. What you do feel, however, is an unmistakable ache in your groin that apparently transcends genitals.
You don't want to tell Mr. Fanucci that, of course, so you say, @@.you2;"No -- just weird, I guess. And the sound of my voice is freaking me out!"@@
@@.fan;"It's very... melodic."@@
@@.you2;"Well, at least I don't have big ol' honkin' hooters,"@@ you say, looking at the mounds of your breasts under your lacy white top.
@@.fan;"Yes, they're very modest."@@
You don't know exactly why, but you frown at the idea of your breasts being called modest. You shake the thought out of your head and take the boxes of pizza and wings in your arms again.
@@.you2;"Okay, I'm going to make this delivery."@@
He nods. @@.fan;"Thank you, Alex. I'm sure that will be the last one of the night!"@@
[[I need to get this order on the scooter and go.|023 Delivery]]<<set $nogirl to true>>\
<<set $refusals += 1>>\
You shake your head.
@@.you;"I'm sorry, Mister F, but I can't do that. I can't get turned into a girl! That's crazy."@@
Mr. Fanucci sighs but nods.
@@.fan;"Yes, Alex, you are right. It was not right of me to ask you to do that. Who knows what this crazy machine would have done? I'm sorry for asking such a crazy thing, Alex."@@
@@.you;"It's okay, Mister F."@@
@@.fan;"Thank you. I will see if Mandy will come back in for this delivery."@@
Mr. Fanucci retreats to his office and comes back out a while later, frowning.
@@.fan;"Mandy is not answering her phone,"@@ he explains. He walks over to the monitor and a buzzer sound echoes in the room as he cancels the order.
@@.fan;"Now we wait for the next one,"@@ he says, nodding.
But no delivery orders come in for the rest of the night.
<<if $alex eq "guy">>\
@@.fan;"We are done for the night,"@@ Mr. Fanucci says. @@.fan;"You may take the scooter home, Alex. I will see you tomorrow."@@
@@.you;"Okay. Thanks, Mister F. Sorry about the delivery..."@@
He shakes his head. @@.fan;"No, it is not your fault, Alex. I will have the technician come tomorrow and look at this crazy machine!"@@
You nod and Mr. Fanucci gives you a friendly smile and waves you off.
[[Time to go home and get some rest.|030 Home]]
<<elseif $alex eq "boi">>\
@@.fan;"We are done for the night,"@@ Mr. Fanucci says. @@.fan;"The machine is working again, Alex, so you can change back now."@@
@@.you;"Okay,"@@ you say.
[[I need to get into the machine to change back -- it would be awkward to try to explain to my roommates why I look like this!|022 ChangeBack]]
<<endif>>\@@.you;"Sure!"@@
His expression lights up. @@.fan;"You will?"@@
@@.you;"Why not? I'll think it might be fun."@@
@@.fan;"You do? Oh, that's great, Alex! Great for you and great for the business!"@@
[[I need to get into the machine yet again.|022 GoGirl]]@@.you;"Okay."@@
His expression lights up. @@.fan;"You will?"@@
@@.you;"I'll do it for the business, but you'll have to figure something out after this!"@@
@@.fan;"I will! I will! I'll have Mandy on call -- or I'll hire another driver! Thank you, Alex! You're saving this business -- you're saving my life!"@@
You sigh, looking at the ADD machine. @@.you;"Okay. Let's see what happens."@@
[[I need to get into the machine yet again.|022 GoGirl]]<<set $metlaw to true>>\
<<set $metzander to true>>\
<<set $metsean to true>>\
<center><img src="DZFAP/zing.png"></center>\
Luckily being shorter hasn't affected your ability to slalom through traffic with the scooter. You make it to the Westside in record time and pull up to the customer's house shortly after. The only problem being that the vibration of the scooter during your ride has you feeling even more excitable than you felt before.
You always heard that guys thought about sex all the time, but as girl you can't seem to stop thinking about it! Only now, instead of images of tits and ass floating around in your head, it's just a fuzzy but very strong idea of touching and kissing and... an urge to be filled, in just about every sense of the word.
You try to shake the feeling off. You don't think you could even LOOK down there because you're sure you'd freak out that little Alex was missing.
@@.you2;"Yep! Record time! Who says girls can't drive?"@@ you say to yourself as you load the boxes into your arms. Carrying the large order up the driveway is actually a little tiring. @@.you2;"Whew, being smaller is gonna take some getting used to..."@@
You manage to ring the doorbell with your elbow.
@@.law;"Yo!"@@ a guy says as the door swings open. He's shirtless and fit in the way some people are when they're active and skinny. His hair is buzzed very short. He looks like he's been drinking or maybe 'smoking' a good deal.
@@.you2;"Your pizza and wings,"@@ you say, trying to offload your burden on him.
@@.law;"Right on! Damn, you ARE hot. I didn't think that stupid app would actually work!"@@
@@.you2;"What app?"@@ you ask before you can stop yourself.
@@.law;"The pizza app. To order the pizza from your joint. With all the suggestions and shit."@@
@@.you2;"Suggestions?"@@
@@.law;"Yeah! Hey, here lemme get those."@@
Mr. Skinny Shirtless finally takes the boxes from you and sets them inside. You hold out the receipt for him when he returns to the door. There are now two other shirtless young men with him: one tall muscular bronze-skinned guy who definitely should be a lead actor in high school romance movies and the other a shorter guy built like a boxer (including slightly cauliflowered ears and a crooked nose).
@@.law;"You wanna hang out?"@@ Mr. Skinny asks as he takes the receipt from you. @@.law;"We could definitely use a girl to balance out this sausage party,"@@ he says, chuckling.
He signs the receipt and hands it back to you. You stuff it in your pocket.
The shoe-in for Prom King says, @@.zander;"We're gonna watch the fights. UFC. Sean did two rounds against Auggie."@@ He indicates the shorter guy beside him. @@.zander;"Beat. His. Ass. TOTALLY."@@
The squat guy -- who is still several inches taller than you -- rolls his eyes and looks away, obviously feeling a litle embarassed.
@@.law;"So yeah, you wanna watch the fights, right?"@@ Mr. Skinny asks.
<<if options.showhypno is true>>\
<div class="add"><<popup "Jeez! This again?!" "ADD-MEN">></div>\
<<endif>>\
For some reason, you feel yourself really wanting to say yes.
[[Hell yes I'll watch the fights!|024 WatchUFCExcited]]
[[I'll maybe just watch a round or two...|024 WatchUFCOkay]]
[[Not interested. Forget this weird feeling, I'll decline their offer.|024 Decline]]
@@.you2;"Sure,"@@ you say, shrugging. @@.you2;"Maybe just a couple rounds."@@
<<display "024 WatchUFC">>\<<set $zandercall to false>>\
You shake your head.
@@.you2;"Sorry, I really have to get back to work."@@
Mr. Skinny frowns but nods.
@@.law;"Yeah, I gotcha. Work sucks, but ya gotta do what ya gotta do. Thanks for the quick delivery, babe. See ya around."@@
He hands you the receipt and you stuff it into your pocket. He shoots you a wink and shuts the door.
[[I need to get back to the pizzeria now.|028 Pizzeria]]@@.you2;"Heck yeah I'll watch the fights!"@@
<<display "024 WatchUFC">>\@@.law;"Right on!"@@ Mr. Skinny says. @@.law;"I'm Law, this short fuck right here is Sean, and this fuckin' thug is my bro Zander."@@
<<if options.showcastimg is true>>\
<center><img src="DZFAP/fap-law.png" class="port" style="width:32%;margin-right:1%"><img src="DZFAP/fap-sean.png" class="port" style="width:32%;margin-right:1%"><img src="DZFAP/fap-zander.png" class="port" style="width:32%"></center>\
<<endif>>\
Zander smiles at you. You feel an unnerving flutter in your chest.
@@.zander;"That's me,"@@ he says, his perfect shiny white teeth displayed in an equally perfect smile.
@@.you2;"Oh... um, yes, hi. I'm Alex."@@
@@.zander;"Alex? I like it,"@@ he says, winking.
@@.law;"Come on in, babe. What can I get you to drink?"@@
You follow the group of guys in to the living room of the house, which is furnished in beanbags and a plywood coffee table.
[[I think I want something... girly?|025 DrinkGirly]]
[[I guess I'll take a beer.|025 DrinkBeer]]
[[I don't want anything to drink.|025 DrinkNone]]<<set $drink to "girly">>\
@@.you2;"Do you have anything, um, that tastes good?"@@
@@.zander;"I got you,"@@ Zander the hunk says, throwing you another wink. He strides into the kitchen to apparently make you a drink.
<<display "025 WatchUFC">>\<<set $drink to "beer">>\
@@.you2;"I'll just take a beer."@@
@@.zander;"Sure thing,"@@ Zander the hunk says, throwing you another wink. He strides into the kitchen.
<<display "025 WatchUFC">>\<<set $drink to "water">>\
@@.you2;"No, thanks. I have to drive so..."@@
@@.zander;"Oh, yeah, no problem,"@@ Zander the hunk says. @@.zander;"Responsible girl, huh? I'll grab you some water, though."@@
<<display "025 WatchUFC">>\Sean, the shortest of the three but still several inches taller than you, pats one of the beanbags situated in front of the flat-screen TV mounted high on the wall.
@@.sean;"Pop a squat,"@@ he offers. @@.sean;"Don't worry, Alex, I'm harmless. Gay as fuck. And if these guys get out of hand I'll smack 'em in the head."@@
He laughs and gives you a wink.
@@.you2;"Oh... thanks."@@
@@.sean;"You got it."@@
You sit on the beanbag, sinking in a bit and ultimately having to lean back into it so that you don't fall off.
Sean plops down on the beanbag to the left and Law settles into the one to the right.
<<if $drink eq "girly">>\
Zander strolls into the living room with a peach-colored cocktail in each hand. He leans down to give you one and you struggle up from the beanbag to take it. He gives the other one a long pull through the straw and sighs.
@@.zander;"These are the best,"@@ he says.
Law scoffs, holding his beer aloft. @@.law;"Girly shit, bro. Beer is for dudes."@@
<<elseif $drink eq "beer">>\
Zander strolls into the living room with a beer in each hand. He leans down to give you one and you struggle up from the beanbag to take it. He gives the other one a long pull and sighs.
@@.zander;"Nothing like a cold beer, eh?"@@ he asks.
Law holds his own beer aloft. @@.law;"Hell yeah, bro! Brew and bruises!"@@
<<else>>\
Zander strolls into the living room with a beer and a glass of water. He leans down to give you the water and you struggle up from the beanbag to take it. He gives his beer a long pull and sighs.
@@.zander;"Too bad you gotta drive. There's nothing like a cold beer on UFC nights,"@@ he asks.
Law holds his own beer aloft. @@.law;"Hell yeah, bro -- beer and fights!"@@
<<endif>>\
@@.zander;"Mind if I squeeze in?"@@ Zander asks, settling down into the beanbag with you. The bag shifts with his weight and you have to hold your drink up to keep from spilling it. This, of course, causes you to lean on Zander for support and that, in turn, leaves you nestled against him with his arm behind your head.
Your cheek is pressed against his brawny pec, but he doesn't seem to notice as he's staring at the widescreen TV. You try to shift a bit, but that just leaves you in position that could only be described as a cuddle: your head resting in the shallow between his shoulder and chest and his arm drawn around you.
There's a definite 'butterflies' feeling in your stomach and a... much less innocent feeling a little lower. You would have to describe it as... an unsatisfying emptiness. And the manly, slightly musky scent of your hunky beanbag buddy Zander certainly isn't helping you ignore these feelings.
[[I AM a girl, at least at the moment, so why shouldn't I just enjoy these feelings for now?|026 ItsFine]]
[[Well, it isn't so bad. I still really want to watch the fights for some reason.|026 ItsOkay]]
[[It's getting too cozy for comfort -- time I show myself out!|026 SlowDown]]<<set $slowroll to false>>\
You cozy up to Zander and settle in to enjoy the fights.
<<display "026 KeepWatching">>\<<set $slowroll to false>>\
You steel yourself and settle in to enjoy the fights.
<<display "026 KeepWatching">>\<<set $slowroll to true>>\
@@.you2;"Sorry,"@@ you say, elbowing your way out of Zander's cuddle, @@.you2;"I actually have to go."@@
@@.zander;"Oh. Okay."@@
You stand up and head out of the living room. Zander follows you. You set your drink on the counter and continue to the foyer.
@@.zander;"Hold up, Alex,"@@ Zander says before you can open the door. @@.zander;"Sorry if, you know, I made you feel uncomfortable."@@
@@.you2;"No, it's fine, I just really have to go. Work and all."@@
He nods. @@.zander;"Right, right. Do you maybe think that, um, I could text you sometime? When you're not at work, I mean."@@
@@.you2;"Text me?"@@
He smiles. @@.zander;"Yeah, you know, see what's up -- see if maybe you wanna hang out when it's less... testosteroney?"@@
You can't help but laugh at the way he says it.
His raises his eyebrow and smiles. @@.zander;"So, what do you think?"@@
[[Maybe it has to do something with being a girl right now but I DO want to call him sometime.|027 GiveDigits]]
[[It's not going to hurt anything to get his number. I don't have to actually text or call him.|027 GiveDigits]]
[[No, I'm not going to get his hopes up by getting his number. Especially since he thinks I'm really a girl...|027 NoDigits]]In the first round you watch, it seems that Sean is being almost manhandled by the slightly larger guy he's fighting. Round two is much different, however, as Sean comes out swinging and screaming, ultimately leaving the other guy knocked down in a daze.
Law and Zander shout in support for Sean, who repeatedly tells them it was no big deal. Some sort of intermission starts playing and Alexander pushes himself to his feet then takes your hand to pull you up.
<<if $drink eq "girly">>\
He leads you to the kitchen and starts making another round of drinks for the two of you. You hadn't even realized that you'd drank all of yours. It WAS tasty. But, feeling as you are, you know another one will put you over the legal limit to drive.
<<elseif $drink eq "beer">>\
He leads you to the kitchen and pulls two more beers out of the 'fridge. You hadn't even realized that you'd drank all of yours. It WAS good. But, feeling as you are, you know another one will put you over the legal limit to drive.
<<else>>\
He leads you to the kitchen and gets another beer from the 'fridge.
@@.zander;"You sure you don't want something to drink? You could always stay awhile or, you know... the night?"@@
<<endif>>\
<<if $drink neq "water">>\
@@.you2;"Oh, no, I can't,"@@ you say. @@.you2;"I have to take the scooter back."@@
Zander frowns. @@.zander;"Damn, that sucks, Alex. I'd offer to drive you and put the scooter in back of my truck, but I've had a few of these and I definitely shouldn't drive."@@
<<endif>>\
@@.you2;"No, it's fine. I have to... I have to do something at work before we close for the night anyway."@@
@@.zander;"Okay, no worries,"@@ he says. @@.zander;"Say, why don't you let me put my phone number in your phone so you can call me when you've got some time to hang out?"@@
[[Maybe it has to do something with being a girl right now but I DO want to call him sometime.|027 GiveDigits]]
[[It's not going to hurt anything to get his number. I don't have to actually text or call him.|027 GiveDigits]]
[[No, I'm not going to get his hopes up by getting his number. Especially since he thinks I'm really a girl...|027 NoDigits]]<<set $zandercall to true>>\
@@.you2;"Okay,"@@ you say, feeling yourself smile. It feels nice to have an attractive person ask for your number regardless of your interest.
You give Zander your phone and he makes a contact for you with his number.
@@.zander;"Awesome. Maybe we can hang out this weekend?"@@
@@.you2;"Maybe,"@@ you respond, perhaps sounding a little more flirty than you intended.
He smirks. @@.zander;"All right, Alex. Text me. Drive safe."@@
@@.you2;"I will,"@@ you say.
He looks at you -- stares even -- and you have the sense that he's trying to establish some sort of connection. He's trying to get permission to lean down. He's trying to kiss you!
You give him a smile and turn away and head for the door. This is just too much for you right now, no matter how you feel. In fact, you can't even figure out how you feel!
@@.zander;"Later, Alex!"@@ he calls after you.
@@.you2;"Bye!"@@ you respond, shutting the front door behind you and hurrying to the scooter.
[[I need to get back to the pizzeria now.|028 Pizzeria]]<<set $zandercall to false>>\
You shake your head.
@@.you2;"Sorry, I just met you and all and... I really can't."@@
He looks bummed but nods his head.
@@.zander;"Yeah, I gotcha. Moving a little fast. Probably the alcohol, you know?"@@
You shrug.
@@.zander;"Well, I'll let you get back to it, then,"@@ he says, opening the door for you. @@.zander;"I don't usually eat pizza but maybe I'll give your restaurant another call, yeah?"@@
@@.you2;"Okay."@@
@@.zander;"Later, Alex!"@@ he calls after you as you leave.
@@.you2;"Bye!"@@ you respond, hurrying to the scooter.
[[I need to get back to the pizzeria now.|028 Pizzeria]]<center><img src="DZFAP/zing.png"></center>\
<<set $cheddar += 10>>\
Mr. Fanucci has to let you into the employee entrance because he had locked up for the night.
@@.fan;"That took some time,"@@ he says, looking worried. @@.fan;"Everything went well?"@@
@@.you2;"Sorry. Yeah, everything was fine. I just got... distracted."@@
You pull the receipt for the order out of your pocket and hand it to him.
@@.fan;"Ten dollar tip,"@@ Mr. Fanucci says. @@.fan;"That's very good, Alex!"@@
@@.you2;"Oh. Yeah. That is good! I guess being a cute girl has advantages, huh?"@@
He nods. @@.fan;"Yes, I think so! Well, into the machine. Let's get you fixed so you can go home."@@
@@.you2;"Oh, right."@@
You get into the large tube and the door shuts behind you.
[[I don't think being a girl was all that bad, really.|029 GirlsRock]]
[[Whew, I'll be glad to get back to normal!|029 GirlsSuck]]<<set $girlsrock to true>>\
<<display "029 AlexBack">>\<<set $girlsrock to false>>\
<<display "029 AlexBack">>\<<set $alex to "guy">>\
<center><img src="DZFAP/ding.png"></center>\
You exit the machine and look over yourself: you're back to the original Alex. A glance in the mirror confirms it.
<<if options.showmainimg is true>>\
<center><img src="DZFAP/fap-alex-original.png" class="port"></center>\
<<endif>>\
@@.fan;"Oh, thank goodness,"@@ Mr. Fanucci says, smiling. @@.fan;"I was sure everything was going to be fine, Alex, but I was... a little worried, too."@@
@@.you;"Looks like I'm all good, Mister F,"@@ you say. After a quick look down your pants, you add, @@.you;"Even got my hairs back."@@
Mr. Fanucci claps his hands together. @@.fan;"Oh, good! Oh, I'm so relieved. And don't worry, Alex, I will keep calling and leaving messages for the technician tonight. I'm not going to risk your health and safety. He'll have to do something about that machine and these requests!"@@
@@.you;"Oh, yeah, I meant to ask about that. The guy I delivered the pizzas to said there was some sort of app?"@@
He nods. @@.fan;"Yes, a mobile app! It came with the machine. People can use it to order pizza. It's completely automated. Wonderful, isn't it? But I don't know why it allows such strange requests!"@@
@@.you;"Yeah, the guy mentioned that too. He said there were suggestions?"@@
@@.fan;"Yes, the app makes suggestions for the customer to order,"@@ Mr. Fanucci says, turning back to the monitor. @@.fan;"See? For the last order, it suggested the wings. And a girl. A girl named Randy who likes UFC."@@
@@.you;"Wait, it suggested someone that likes UFC? No wonder I wanted to watch the fights..."@@
@@.fan;"Hmm?"@@
@@.you;"But a girl named 'Randy'? I don't know of any girls with that name. And I'm sure not Randy."@@
Your sudden realization must be obvious in your expression, because Mr. Fanucci immediately asks, @@.fan;"What is it, Alex?"@@
@@.you;"What's the request say, exactly?"@@
He peers at the monitor. @@.fan;"Customer requests a randy girl who likes UFC,"@@ he says.
@@.you;"Mister F, a 'randy' girl means horny! That's why I felt that way!"@@
@@.fan;"Oh! Alex, you feel... agitated?"@@
@@.you;"Well, a little, but not as much as I did before. I was... really horny. I thought it was just, you know, being a girl. But that machine must have messed with my hormones or something!"@@
@@.fan;"You are back to normal now, right Alex?"@@
@@.you;"I... I think so. But I am still a little... you know."@@
@@.fan;"I'm sorry, Alex. I don't know what to tell you."@@
@@.you;"But that tech guy you're going to get to come in will have answers, right?"@@
@@.fan;"He better!"@@ Mr. Fanucci says, scowling and shaking his fist.
Since it's so late, and since you've just missed the last bus for the next two hours, Mr. Fanucci insists you take the scooter home tonight. You say goodbye to Mr. Fanucci then jump on the scooter again to go to your apartment.
[[Time to go home and get some rest.|030 Home]]<<set $mettrish to true>>\
<<set $metbrandon to true>>\
<center><img src="DZFAP/zing.png"></center>\
You enter your two-bedroom apartment to find Brandon, your roomie, on the couch with his girlfriend, Trish. Brandon seems to be sleeping but Trish is watching TV. The room is dark except for the soft blue light of the television. And the room smells awfully chocolatey.
<<if options.showcastimg is true>>\
<center><img src="DZFAP/fap-trish.png" class="port" style="width:49%;margin-right:1%"><img src="DZFAP/fap-brandon.png" class="port" style="width:49%"></center>\
<<endif>>\
@@.trish;"Heya Alex,"@@ she says, giving you a little wave. Her other hand is holding a blanket over her chest.
You're relieved -- or are you? -- that you didn't catch them in the middle of sex yet again. It's not your fault, because they do it all the time and they aren't shy about it, but it is a little embarrassing. In fact, from the look of Trish's hair and the way Brandon is just completely passed out, they probably went a couple rounds not very long ago.
The thought provokes a sudden tightness in the crotch of your pants. You try to shake it off -- this is your roommate's girlfriend, dangit!
@@.you;"Hey, Trish."@@
@@.trish;"You want some cocoa?"@@ she asks, holding up her coffee mug. @@.trish;"And... could you maybe get me some more?"@@ She smiles and shrugs her shoulders. @@.trish;"I'm not exactly, you know... dressed."@@
Brandon groans and sniffles, waking up. @@.brandon;"Stop buggin' Alex, babe. Get your own damn cocoa."@@
@@.trish;"But I'm naked!"@@ she squeals playfully.
@@.you;"It's fine I can--"@@
@@.brandon;"Don't be lazy!"@@ Brandon says in mock anger. He pushes Trish off the couch with his foot and she falls on her butt on the carpet, clutching the blanket against herself.
@@.trish;"Hey!"@@ she yelps. @@.trish;"Oh, ho ho! You just lost BJ privileges, mister!"@@
@@.brandon;"For how long?"@@
Trish stands up and pulls the blanket off of Brandon, wrapping it around herself. @@.trish;"For... as long as I can stop myself from giving them!"@@
Brandon chuckles. @@.brandon;"So not very long at all, then."@@
@@.trish;"Ugh!"@@ She stomps by you to the kitchen with a big grin on her face.
You glance back at Brandon, who is sprawled out on the couch, naked, his few inches of soft penis flopped over on his hip. His cock is glistening just a bit in the glow of the TV, apparently still a little wet from whatever sexual activity he and Trish were doing.
You look away, feeling a little weird about noticing such an odd detail.
@@.trish;"Here you go, Alex,"@@ Trish says, handing you a hot mug of cocoa.
@@.you;"Oh. Thanks."@@
She stands right next to you, sipping her cocoa and looking at Brandon.
@@.trish;"Ugh, look at that lazy prick,"@@ she says in a sarcastic tone.
You're not sure if she's talking about Brandon as a whole or his flaccid member in particular.
@@.you;"Yeah,"@@ you say with a shrug. @@.you;"Well, I guess I'm off to bed."@@
@@.trish;"Aww, won't you stay up and talk to me for a little bit? I'm not tired at all and Brandon is being no fun."@@
@@.you;"Well--"@@
@@.trish;"Come on, we'll go to your room and leave Mr. Lazy to his nappy-nap."@@ To Brandon, she says, @@.trish;"I'm going into Alex's room with him. And I'm naked. Who knows what's going to happen? Huh? We could do ANYTHING in there!"@@
Brandon rouses and sits up a little, bracing himself on his elbows. He gives the two of you a sleepy smile.
@@.brandon;"If you can talk her into giving you some head, bro, you will NOT regret it."@@
@@.trish;"Hey! I'm your GIRLFRIEND, you asshat!"@@ Trish squeals. @@.trish;"I'm not just some Slutty McSlutterly!"@@
@@.brandon;"Aww, babe, don't be like that,"@@ he says, settling back into the couch with his hands behind his head. @@.brandon;"Alex is our bestest friend."@@
She scoffs but gives you a half-smile.
@@.trish;"Well, he is..."@@ she admits, but then turns her attention back to Brandon, saying, @@.trish;"but why don't YOU give him a blowie then?"@@
@@.brandon;"Hey, I would -- I'm all for equality and shit, babe -- but Alex deserves the best, you know?"@@
Trish laughs. @@.trish;"Well, you're right. Your blowjobs are terrible. You've never even sucked my cock once!"@@
@@.brandon;"To be fair I was down there searching for an awful long time earlier, wasn't it?"@@
She sighs. @@.trish;"Yes. And that was very sweet of you."@@
@@.brandon;"See?"@@ Brandon says, grinning. He shuts his eyes and nestles into the couch. @@.brandon;"Now let me nap, woman! I've done right by you and I deserve a little rest."@@
@@.trish;"Fine."@@ She looks over to you, smiling sheepishly. @@.trish;"Shall we?"@@
[[Hell yes I'll invite Trish to my room!|031 YesTrish]]
[[I'll turn down Trish -- politely, since we really ARE friends.|031 NoTrish]]<div class="porthold">\
<div class="back"><<popup "←Back" "CAST">></div>\
<div class="flip"><<popup "Turn Around→" "TRISH2">></div>\
<img src="DZFAP/fap-trish.png" class="port">\
</div>\<div class="porthold">\
<div class="back"><<popup "←Back" "CAST">></div>\
<div class="flip"><<popup "Turn Around→" "BRANDON2">></div>\
<img src="DZFAP/fap-brandon.png" class="port">\
</div>\<<set $slutty += 1>>\
<<set $triple to true>>\
@@.you;"Sure,"@@ you say, trying to keep a grin off your face but failing.
@@.trish;"Okay,"@@ she says, smirking. @@.trish;"Oh, but I don't want Brandon to be cold."@@
Trish unwraps the blanket from around her and tosses it onto Brandon. The she strides, naked and grinning, down the hallway to your room.
You follow her down the hallway.
@@.brandon;"No butt stuff!"@@ Brandon calls out.
@@.trish;"I don't do butt stuff!"@@ she yells back.
@@.brandon;"You will. I'm working on it. But I get to conquer that booty first!"@@
@@.trish;"My booty is NOT for conquering!"@@
@@.brandon;"I'm going to plant a flag!"@@
@@.trish;"What the hell does that even MEAN?!"@@
@@.brandon;"I don't know! I'm tired! Leave me alone!"@@
Trish snorts. @@.trish;"He's a big dummy. I don't know how you live with him, Alex."@@
You reach for the light switch but she takes your hand and pulls you into the room with her. You can barely see but somehow she manages to get your mug from you and get you to lie down on your bed while she unties your shoes.
@@.you;"Are you undressing me?"@@
@@.trish;"Well it's silly if you're the only one dressed in the whole place, isn't it?"@@
@@.you;"I guess?"@@
[[I guess I just have to sit back and let Trish undress me.|032 GetNaked]]<<set $triple to false>>\
@@.you;"Um, sorry, Trish, but I just really need to get some sleep."@@
She puts on a pouty face but says, @@.trish;"Okay."@@
@@.brandon;"Damn, Alex, I admire your willpower!"@@
@@.trish;"I don't!"@@ Trish says as she playfully slaps your shoulder, laughing.
@@.brandon;"Get over here, woman. I'll take Alex's blowjob since he doesn't want it."@@
@@.trish;"No! It's a non-transferable offer. So there!"@@
Brandon props himself up on his elbows again.
@@.brandon;"You get your mouth on this cock right now or I'll never make you my special mac and cheese ever again!"@@
@@.trish;"Aww, no fair!"@@
@@.brandon;"I mean it!"@@
@@.trish;"Fine!"@@ Trish shouts, but then giggles as she stomps over to the couch.
[[I should head to my room to give them some privacy.|032 Alone]]Trish pulls off your socks, and your pants, and your boxers. She then pulls your shirt off and hops on top of you, straddling your stomach. You can feel the heat and wetness between her legs on your skin.
@@.trish;"So,"@@ she says, as if the two of you were having a casual conversation, @@.trish;"how's things?"@@
@@.you;"Um... things are looking up, I guess."@@
She laughs and playfully slaps your chest. @@.trish;"Oh, you."@@ She reaches back and takes ahold of your erection. @@.trish;"Whoa. You weren't lying. You got a decent piece of meat here, Alex."@@
@@.you;"Thanks,"@@ you say, sucking in a breath.
@@.trish;"Aww, already that close, huh?"@@
@@.you;"I haven't, you know, ever--"@@
@@.trish;"Oh I know. Brandon said he's never seen you with anyone. I don't know why, you're pretty handsome. Well, pretty, anyway. I thought maybe you were, you know, gay, but..."@@ she says, giving your sensitive rod a little tug, @@.trish;"I think we've proven otherwise."@@
@@.you;"Yeah..."@@
@@.trish;"I kinda wanna fuck you now,"@@ she says. @@.trish;"Brandon wouldn't mind, but I don't think you're up for that yet. I mean, because of your... sensitivity."@@
@@.you;"Sorry."@@
@@.trish;"Oh, don't be silly! It's fine. But let's make a bet: if I get you off in one lick, then you have to stay up for a while and keep me company. No falling right to sleep like Brandon!"@@
@@.you;"Okay."@@
Trish shifts downward and, for a moment, your cockhead slides across her wet pussy -- even a subtle thrust of your hips would penetrate her, you think -- but she continues to move down until she is panting her hot breath on your aching erection.
@@.trish;"Ready?"@@ she asks, her lips brushing against your shaft.
[[Say yes. Say yes!|033 DoIt]]<<set $gotoral += 1>>\
@@.you;"Y-- yes..."@@
She places her warm, wet tongue at the base of your shaft and slowly -- so slowly -- licks up the length of your penis.
<center><img src="DZFAP/oooh.png"></center>\
By the time she reaches the head, you've spooged all over your stomach, grunting and curling your toes and feeling absolutely amazing for a few brief moments.
@@.trish;"I win!"@@ she says, then gives your shaft a kiss. @@.trish;"Wow, that's a lot. I'll get you a rag."@@
After helping you clean up, Trish snuggles in next to you with her hand over your chest and her head against your shoulder. Despite the bet you made with her, you feel yourself drifting off to sleep.
@@.trish;"It's okay,"@@ she says, lightly scratching her fingernails on your chest, @@.trish;"you can go to sleep, Alex."@@
@@.brandon;"Hey, are you fucking my girlfriend, bro? Seriously?"@@
You startle awake and look up to see Brandon's naked form just barely visible in the hallway, backlit by the glow from the television.
@@.trish;"Uh huh! He totally is! And I'm leaving you for him. And we're gonna have seven babies and three dogs and live on a farm. With goats and cows."@@
Brandon laughs. @@.brandon;"Fine. But I get to ride the cows."@@
@@.trish;"You don't ride cows, stupid!"@@
@@.brandon;"You don't know what I do, woman!"@@
You watch as Brandon comes into your room and crawls into your bed on the other side of Trish. He puts his arm around her and you hear him kiss her several times on the neck or back.
@@.trish;"Hey, no, we're going to sleep! Get that thing away from my butt."@@
She scoots into you more, putting her leg over yours and pressing her forehead against your neck.
@@.brandon;"But I can't sleep like this!"@@
@@.trish;"That's your own fault!"@@
@@.brandon;"And you can't sleep like THIS!"@@
You hear a wet, slippery sound and Trish lets out a breathy gasp.
@@.trish;"Stop,"@@ she whispers without conviction. @@.trish;"Get your fingers out of there, you pervert."@@
@@.brandon;"Okay,"@@ Brandon says. @@.brandon;"How about this, then?"@@
You hear more wet, slippery sounds and then suddenly Trish moans, arching back and pressing her lips against your neck.
@@.trish;"Oh, fuck..."@@
@@.brandon;"Yes, ma'am, if you say so."@@
Trish clutches you as your bed immediately starts to jostle and squeak. Her body rocks against yours and you can already feel a sticky sweat on her skin. She kisses and licks your neck and then grabs your face and brings your mouth to hers.
She kisses you, hard. Her tongue lashes against yours. She moans into your mouth and suddenly breaks free of the kiss, gasping as Brandon increases both the force and frequency of his thusts.
Trish runs her hand down your chest and stomach to find your renewed erection. She softly strokes you, coaxing a groan from your lips.
@@.trish;"Oh!"@@ she cries out as you feel her pulled away from you.
In the dark you can just make out Brandon behind her, on his knees, and now she's on her knees too. He resumes fucking her, now in proper doggy-style. She leans forward and envelopes your cock with her hot mouth.
You moan at the delicious sensation that courses through your body.
Brandon seems to become even more feverish and Trish grunts and groans around your erection as he frantically drives himself into her. She does her best to suck you and stroke you but, with Brandon in complete control, her pace and attention is chaotic.
Not that it matters much. Everything that's happening is so crazy and exciting that you're moments away from another orgasm.
Which happens now. You suck in a deep breath and let it out in a shudder as your jizz races up your shaft to fill Trish's waiting mouth. She swallows against your cock, several times, causing you to squirm and make rather unmanly noises.
<center><img src="DZFAP/oooh.png"></center>\
Her mouth comes off your dick with an audible pop and she shouts, @@.trish;"Oh fuck... oh oh oooooooh fuuuuUUUUCK I'M CUMMING!"@@
Brandon continues to pound her from behind. @@.brandon;"Do it! Cum for me, babe! Yeah!"@@
Judging by the squeal of delight and the way she collapses into you, her whole body shuddering, she does as ordered.
Brandon grunts loudly and the whole bed jerks violently a few times. Then the two of them collapse into a heap beside you, panting and gasping for air.
Eventually, Trish snuggles you again, placing her hand on your chest and drawing her leg over you. She kisses you a couple times on the neck and then seems to settle in for the night, braced against you.
Brandon puts his arm over her and places his hand on top of hers over your chest -- though because his hand is larger than hers, a couple of his fingertips are actually touching you.
The tips of his fingers feel oddly electric on your skin. You're not sure if it's pleasant or concerning, but you're much too exhausted to think about it much at this point.
[[I feel sleepy...|034 Sleep]]
<center><img src="DZFAP/zzzz.png"></center>\
You awake to the smell of bacon. You sit up and rub your eyes. The sheets and blankets on your bed are a twisted mess, but you're alone in your room. You overslept a bit -- someone must have turned off your alarm clock -- but you still have about an hour before you have to get to work.
You pull on some boxers and a t-shirt. You're going to want a shower before work, anyway.
You head out to the kitchen to find Brandon in his boxers sitting at the kitchen table and Trish cooking at the stove, wearing only an apron and a pair of lacy panties.
@@.trish;"Morning! Have a seat, I'll make you a plate!"@@
@@.brandon;"It's fake bacon,"@@ Brandon says as you sit down, @@.brandon;"but it's actually not bad, man."@@
@@.trish;"Here you go, handsome!"@@ Trish places a plate of bacon and eggs in front of you. @@.trish;"We're gonna check out the fair today. You're coming too, of course."@@
Trish takes off her apron and sits down with her own plate opposite you. You feel Trish's foot slide up your leg. She rests her foot between your legs, wiggling her toes against your now quickly awaking manhood. She gives you a wink and takes a bite of her bacon, grinning.
@@.you;"Oh... but I have to work. And I have to take the scooter back."@@
She frowns, mashing her toes against your erection through your boxers. @@.trish;"Aww. When will you be back?"@@
Brandon scoffs. @@.brandon;"Jeez, babe, can you maybe be a little less eager about hooking up with my roomie?"@@
@@.trish;"But we're a triple now!"@@ she argues, pouting at him.
@@.brandon;"A what?"@@
@@.trish;"A triple!"@@ she says, excitedly. @@.trish;"You know, like a couple, but there's three of us. So we're a triple!"@@
Brandon laughs. @@.brandon;"You greedy bitch. You just want two boyfriends!"@@
She smirks and bobbles her head. @@.trish;"And now I don't have to worry about getting dressed all the time."@@
@@.brandon;"Outrageous!"@@ Brandon shouts, wiggling a piece of bacon at her. @@.brandon;"Are you really so lazy you blew my roomie just so you wouldn't have to put on pants?"@@
@@.trish;"Hey!"@@ she says, scowling. @@.trish;"There's nothing LAZY about giving a blowjob, mister!"@@
Brandon concedes the point with a little shrug and a nod of his head. He stuffs the bacon into his mouth and chews it, still nodding.
After a quick shower and some goodbyes -- with Trish giving you a long goodbye kiss and a squeeze on your bum -- you head down to the parking lot.
[[I need to take the scooter back to the pizzeria.|035 Pizzeria]]<center><img src="DZFAP/zing.png"></center>\
@@.fan;"Hello, Alex,"@@ Mr. Fanucci says when you arrive. He doesn't appear to be in a good mood.
@@.you;"Hey, Mister F. What's wrong?"@@
He sighs. @@.fan;"The technician cannot come today. He's out of state. He won't be able to come by until tomorrow."@@
@@.you;"Oh."@@
@@.fan;"Mandy has refused to use the machine until it is looked at,"@@ he adds.
@@.you;"Oh. Damn."@@
@@.fan;"I will have to close for the day unless -- Alex, I am only asking, and I will not upset if you say no, but would you make deliveries today?"@@
@@.you;"I don't know--"@@
@@.fan;"We will look at each request,"@@ he says quickly, @@.fan;"and if it's strange then we will cancel the order!"@@
@@.you;"Well--"@@
@@.fan;"Please, Alex? I can't afford to shut down for the day."@@
[[I'll make deliveries today -- as long as they aren't too weird!|036 MakeDeliveries]]
[[I feel bad for Mister F, but I won't go back into that machine either.|036 NoDeliveries]]@@.you;"Okay, but if it's--"@@
@@.fan;"Oh, thank you, Alex!"@@ Mr. Fanucci cries, wrapping you in his arms for a hug. @@.fan;"Thank you so much! You are saving this business, Alex!"@@
@@.you;"Okay, okay,"@@ you say, shrugging out of the hug. @@.you;"If it's weird, though--"@@
@@.fan;"Cancelled! I promise!"@@ He crosses his heart with his finger.
@@.you;"Okay."@@
<<if $nomorepaul neq true>>\
It's not long before the first delivery order comes in.
<center><img src="DZFAP/ding.png"></center>\
@@.fan;"It's a request for you, Alex. See? Your name is on it."@@
You look at the screen. The request IS for you personally. The customer is... Paul! He wasn't kidding about eating pizza every day just to get to see you, apparently.
@@.you;"It's the guy from yesterday,"@@ you tell Mr. Fanucci.
@@.fan;"Ah! A repeat customer!"@@ He claps his hands together.
@@.you;"He's the one that asked for me and then the machine made me, you know, girly but not a girl... remember?"@@
@@.fan;"Oh,"@@ Mr. Fanucci says, suddenly much less cheeful. @@.fan;"Of course you don't have to go, Alex. We can just cancel it."@@
@@.you;"Well he didn't put in anything about a cute outfit this time. He just put in my name."@@
@@.fan;"I see. That's good! Right?"@@
[[I'll deliver another order to Paul.|037 GoPaul]]
[[I'll ask Mister F to cancel this order.|037 NoPaul]]
<<else>>\
It's a long while before an order comes in.
<center><img src="DZFAP/ding.png"></center>\
Mr. Fanucci hurries to the monitor and taps at it.
@@.fan;"Two large pies to Northside,"@@ he says. @@.fan;"The customer has requested to play some games again."@@
@@.you;"Oh, that guy? Yeah, no problem. I can do that!"@@
He clears his throat. @@.fan;"Well, this time, he would like a girl to come play games."@@
<<if $nogirl neq true>>\
@@.you;"Oh. So... I gotta be a girl again?"@@
@@.fan;"Alex, you don't have to do it. I'm only asking, okay?"@@
[[I'll do the delivery, doesn't matter if I have to be a girl for it.|044 GoGirl]]
[[No, I don't want to do this delivery because I don't want to be a girl again.|044 NoGirl]]
<<else>>\
@@.you;"Mister F, I told you I don't want to be a girl..."@@
He nods. @@.fan;"Yes. I remember, Alex. I will have to call in Mandy. Take the rest of the day off. I will call you tomorrow when the technician is here."@@
@@.you;"Are you sure, Mister F?"@@
@@.fan;"Yes. Thank you, Alex. Tomorrow with the technician we will sort this out!"@@
@@.you;"Okay. Thanks, Mister F."@@
[[Nothing to do but go home now|037 DayOff]]
<<endif>>\
<<endif>>\<<set $refusals += 1>>\
@@.fan;"I understand, Alex. We will have to close for the day,"@@ he says. @@.fan;"Take the day off. I will call you tomorrow when the technician is here."@@
@@.you;"Are you sure, Mister F?"@@
@@.fan;"Yes. I will handle any customers myself. Thank you, Alex. Tomorrow with the technician we will sort this out!"@@
@@.you;"Okay. Thanks, Mister F."@@
[[Nothing to do but go home now|037 DayOff]]<<set $alex to "delivery boi">>\
@@.you;"Yeah, it's fine. I'll go."@@
Mr. Fanucci smiles. @@.fan;"Oh, excellent! Thank you, Alex."@@
You step into the machine and look at the monitor. Paul only ordered a personal pizza this time. Normally you would groan about having to deliver such a small order, but he did give you a ten dollar tip last time.
Halfway through the machine, you're hit by a bright flash again.
@@.you;"Hey!"@@ you shout, rubbing your eyes. You look down and, sure enough, your outfit has changed. But this time you're in a pair of very snug shorts and an overly-tight shirt. @@.you;"No fair! This wasn't on the ticket!"@@
<center><img src="DZFAP/ding.png"></center>\
You emerge from the machine with the small pizza box clutched in your hands. Mr. Fanucci looks at you, wide-eyed.
@@.fan;"What happened?"@@
@@.you;"I don't know! It did THIS again. And my downstairs hair is gone again, too! And look at this outfit!"@@
Mr. Fanucci sighs. @@.fan;"I'm sorry, Alex. It must somehow remember requests from customers! I don't know about these other changes..."@@
@@.you;"And my nails are polished all shiny this time!"@@ you say, holding up your hand for him to see.
@@.fan;"Yes, I see. But Alex, you look... a little different from before. More than just your nails."@@
@@.you;"What?"@@
You rush over to the mirror. First thing you notice is that you're shorter -- almost as short as your girl form. Your lips look a bit plumper... and glossy! Your eyelashes are long and fluttery. Both of your ears are pierced again, but now multiple times with little pinkish gems.
<<if options.showmainimg is true>>\
<center><img src="DZFAP/fap-alex-boi-delivery.png" class="port"></center>\
<<endif>>\
If not for the very visible buldge in your too-tight shorts, you could easily pass for a girl. A completely flat-chested girl, but still.
@@.you;"Jeez, Mister F..."@@
@@.fan;"Alex,"@@ he says, @@.fan;"you should... look behind you."@@
You turn around to face Mr. Fanucci. @@.you;"What?"@@
@@.fan;"No, I mean, look at YOUR behind."@@
You look over your shoulder at your butt. Sure enough, it's different too. Your rump is small and tight but quite a bit rounder than normal.
@@.you;"Jeez!"@@
@@.fan;"It is a very nice butt,"@@ Mr. Fanucci offers with a grimace and shrug.
@@.you;"A nice butt for a girl, maybe!"@@
He nods, wide-eyed.
You sigh. @@.you;"Well, I have to make the delivery to change back. I better just go."@@
He nods again, still staring.
@@.you;"Mister F, please don't look at me like that!"@@
He clears his throat and shakes his head.
@@.fan;"I'm sorry, Alex. This is very strange."@@
@@.you;"I know! I'll be back fast."@@
You pick up the box and jog out to the scooter -- not failing to notice that your ass definitely wiggles and jiggles a bit behind you.
[[I need to get this delivery to Paul.|038 PaulDelivery]]<<set $alex to "guy">>\
<<set $refusals += 1>>\
<<set $nomorepaul to true>>\
@@.you;"I don't want to take that delivery, Mister F. I just--"@@
@@.fan;"No, no!"@@ Mr. Fanucci says, shaking his head. @@.fan;"You do not need to explain, Alex. If you do not want to take the delivery, that is all the reason I need!"@@
Mr. Fanucci taps at the monitor connected to the ADD machine and a buzzer sounds as the order is cancelled.
@@.fan;"There, see? Very easy."@@
@@.you;"Thanks, Mister F."@@
He nods.
<<if $alex neq "guy">>\
You go back through the machine.
<center><img src="DZFAP/ding.png"></center>\
And you're back to regular once again.
<<if options.showmainimg is true>>\
<center><img src="DZFAP/fap-alex-original.png" class="port"></center>\
<<endif>>\
<<endif>>\
You sit at the kitchen table for over an hour with not much to do. There aren't any customers in the dining area and there haven't been any orders at all.
Then...
<center><img src="DZFAP/ding.png"></center>\
Mr. Fanucci hurries over to the monitor to check the incoming order.
@@.fan;"Two large pies to Northside,"@@ he says. @@.fan;"The customer has requested to play some games again."@@
@@.you;"Oh, that guy? Yeah, no problem. I can do that!"@@
He clears his throat. @@.fan;"Well, this time, he would like a girl to come play games."@@
@@.you;"Oh. So... I gotta be a girl again?"@@
@@.fan;"Alex, you don't have to do it. I'm only asking, okay?"@@
[[I'll do the delivery, doesn't matter if I have to be a girl for it.|044 GoGirl]]
[[No, I don't want to do this delivery because I don't want to be a girl again.|044 NoGirl]]<center><img src="DZFAP/zing.png"></center>\
Brushing off the cat-calls and blasting through the traffic, you're at Paul's house posthaste.
You hurry up to his door and ring his doorbell.
@@.paul;"Alex,"@@ he says, smiling, when he answers the door. He looks you over and whistles. @@.paul;"My goodness, how did I forget just how adorable you are?!"@@
@@.you;"Hi, Paul. It's nice to see you again."@@
@@.paul;"Dammit, just as polite as ever! And look at that adorable delivery outfit they've got you in! Oh, you are just killing me, Alex. Come in, come in!"@@
He takes the box from you and you step inside.
@@.paul;"Shoes off, as you know,"@@ he says.
@@.you;"Oh, yes, I remember."@@
You kick out of your shoes and push them against the wall with the side of your foot.
@@.paul;"And... shirt off, too?"@@ he asks. Then he laughs and waves his hand dismissively. @@.paul;"Ah, well, can't blame a guy for trying, can you?"@@
[[I know he was kidding, but I'll take my shirt off too anyway.|039 PaulFast]]
[[I like Paul but I don't now how much yet -- I want to take this slow.|039 PaulSlow]]
[[Despite what I thought I felt earlier, I just want to get my tip and leave.|039 PaulDecline]]<<set $slutty += 1>>\
You pull off your shirt, bundle it up, and set it on top of your shoes along with your hat. You give him a smirk, knowing that you just called his bluff.
Paul grins. @@.paul;"Mmm. I'd ask for these, too,"@@ he says, hooking his thick finger in the waistband of your shorts, @@.paul;"but I don't want to press my luck and wake up from this dream."@@
He tugs your waistband with his finger, letting it snap back into place, and puts his arm around your shoulders. You walk with him towards his living room. He smells manly and a little musky and his hand is very warm on your skin.
You glance down the hallway and see the door to his bedroom is open.
[[I'll take his hand and try to subtly hint for a change of direction.|040 ToBedroom]]
[[I'm not ready to think about that sort of stuff with Paul yet.|040 ToCouch]]@@.you;"Nice try,"@@ you say, giving him a knowing smile.
Paul laughs.
You do take off your hat, though, and place it atop your shoes.
He puts his arm around your shoulders. You walk with him towards his living room. He smells manly and a little musky and his hand is very warm on your skin.
[[I'll go with Paul to the living room.|040 ToCouch]]@@.you;"Sorry, Paul,"@@ you say, giving him a frown, @@.you;"I should get back. I thought about things and--"@@
He sighs. @@.paul;"And you've come to your senses. Hey, I understand. I hope that you didn't feel intimidated the last time -- honestly, I just wanted to enjoy your company. I do come off a bit aggressive, maybe."@@
@@.you;"No, it's not that. I just... I've been thinking about that I want lately."@@
@@.paul;"This is not it, I take it?"@@
You shake your head. @@.you;"No, I don't think so."@@
@@.paul;"Okay,"@@ he says, putting on a slight smile. @@.paul;"It was nice meeting you, Alex. I hope your days are happy."@@
@@.you;"Thanks. It was nice meeting you, too."@@
Paul opens his front door while you put back on your shoes. He gives you one final nod before he shuts the door behind you as you walk back down the sidewalk to the scooter.
[[Time to get back to the pizzeria|043 Pizzeria]]You spin out of Paul's arm over your shoulders and take his large hand in both of yours. He stops and looks over at you, curious, but with a only brief flicker of your eyes in the direction of his bedroom and a little tug on his fingers, you can see he gets the hint.
@@.paul;"You-- you want to see my room, Alex?"@@ he asks, eyebrows arched high.
You nod, smiling a little.
@@.paul;"Okay."@@
He lets you lead him down the hallway to his room. It's very tidy inside and his bed is huge, taking up a lot of the room. His comforter is big and fluffy and there are a lot of pillows on the bed, too.
@@.paul;"Here we are,"@@ Paul says. He clears his throat. @@.paul;"Gosh, my heart is beating a mile a minute!"@@
@@.you;"Because of me?"@@
@@.paul;"Damn right because of you."@@
You laugh, feeling an intoxicating rush throughout your body.
Paul places the pizza box on his dresser and steps up to you. He leans down and inhales a breath of your hair and sighs wistfully.
You look up and he gives you a tender kiss on your forehead.
@@.paul;"I want to make you feel good,"@@ he says, his voice soft and deep.
[[I'll take him up on that offer!|041 GetLicked]]
[[No, I think I'd like to make HIM feel good!|041 BlowPaul]]@@.paul;"So, I have a confession, Alex,"@@ he says, guiding you to the living room. @@.paul;"I'm not hungry at all."@@
He sets the pizza box down on the coffee table and gestures toward his couch.
@@.paul;"But maybe you'd hang out with me for a little while anyway?"@@
@@.you;"Sure, I can stay for a bit."@@
Paul smiles and plops down on his couch. He pats the cushion next to him, so you sit down beside him. He puts his arm over you to pull you against him and turns on the television.
@@.paul;"Netflix and chill?"@@ he asks, smirking.
@@.you;"I know that's code for a hook-up, Paul."@@
He tries to look innocent and shrugs.
@@.paul;"Oh, jeez, really? I had no idea..."@@
@@.you;"I wanna take it slow."@@
He smiles.
@@.paul;"Okay. Yeah. I'd like that too, Alex."@@
You look over to him and he smiles sincerely. You smile back and then lean your head against him to watch some television.
You start to drift off to sleep when you hear your phone beep. You slip the cell out of your shorts to read a text from Mr. Fanucci: 'Order up Alex!'
@@.you;"I have another delivery,"@@ you tell Paul.
He gives a squeeze and says, @@.paul;"Okay, Alex. I'll see you again soon, right?"@@
You stand up and lean over to give him a quick peck on the cheek.
@@.you;"Of course, silly."@@
You return to the foyer area and situate your outfit again and Paul comes around the corner to open the door for you.
You give him a wave as you jog back to your scooter.
[[Time to get back to the pizzeria for the next delivery.|043 Pizzeria]]<<set $slutty += 1>>\
<<set $gotoral += 1>>\
@@.you;"Okay,"@@ you whisper back. @@.you;"How are you going to do that?"@@
Paul scoops you from your feet, causing you to squeal, and drops you onto his bed. He growls at you and you retreat under his fluffy comforter, giggling.
@@.paul;"You think you can hide from the big bad bear?"@@ he asks, chuckling.
You answer by tossing your shorts at him from under the blanket.
@@.paul;"Dammit, Alex,"@@ you hear Paul say. He chuckles. @@.paul;"You are so cute you're gonna give me heart attack."@@
Paul grabs the edge of the comforter and throws it from the bed. You squeal again as he grabs your ankle and pulls you toward him.
@@.you;"Oh, no!"@@ you shout, playfully kicking at him.
He clambors onto the bed and climbs over you, holding himself above you on his hands and knees.
Paul leans down and kisses you on the mouth. His lips are soft and the way he kisses is surprisingly tender. When he breaks off the kiss, you find yourself smiling and feeling more than a little flustered.
He gazes down at you for a long moment. Then he moves down, kissing your chest and your stomach and your hips and then his hot, wet mouth engulfs your genitals, balls and all.
<center><img src="DZFAP/oooh.png"></center>\
@@.you;"Ah!"@@ you can't help but exclaim at the peculiarly pleasant feelling.
You run your fingers through his silvery hair as his mouth quickly coaxes you to full mast. His mouth and tongue concentrate on your erection now, although you feel a nice warm lick on your sac now and then.
His mouth shifts lower and his hands urge your hips up and then he slathers his tongue across your asshole.
You wriggle at the sensation, giggling, but he holds you in place. His tongue works against your puckered backdoor and soon you're whimpering and panting at the sensation of sparks going off up to your stomach and throughout your body.
If this is how girls feel when they get eaten out, you don't understand why they aren't begging for it all time.
You reach down to stroke your neglected pecker but Paul gently slaps your hand away.
@@.paul;"No, Alex. Just wait,"@@ he orders.
Trusting him, you tangle your fingers in his hair as he continues to swirl and lick your asshole, trying to breach your tight little starfish with his clearly talented tongue.
The urge to touch yourself is almost overpowering. You know that just a few strokes will finish the job, but under Paul's command you're left helplessly rocking your hips and mewling like a neglected kitten.
But then it happens: your body goes stiff, your heels digging back into the bed and your back arches up as if you were no longer in control of your body. Your dick suddenly twitches several times, completely involuntarily, and you let out a long moan as your cock erupts with three and four and five spurts of delightfully tingling jizz onto your stomach.
<center><img src="DZFAP/oooh.png"></center>\
For nearly a whole minute after, the waves of that powerful orgasm seem to continue to flow through you. You're barely aware that Paul is dutifully licking the semen from your body, but that just makes it all the hotter.
Once he's done, he nuzzles against you and holds you while you continue to feel tingles all over your body.
@@.paul;"That's how I'm going to do it,"@@ he says, smugly.
You start to drift off to sleep in Paul's arms when you hear your phone beep. You slip out of the bed pick up your shorts to retrieve your cell. There's a text from Mr. Fanucci: 'Order up Alex!'
@@.you;"I have another delivery,"@@ you tell Paul as you pull on your shorts.
He sighs, gazing at you. @@.paul;"Okay."@@
Paul sits up and scoots to the edge of the bed. He takes his wallet out of his back pocket and picks through a couple bills. He holds out a five dollar bill and a fifty dollar bill between his fingers.
The way he is looking at you suggests that he's trying to see what type of relationship the two of you have.
[[I'll take the five, so he knows the tip is just for the pizza.|042 JustTheTip]]
[[I'll take the fifty, so he knows that he has to pay for this sort of thing.|042 WhoreBoi]]<<set $cheddar += 5>>\
<<set $whoreboi to false>>\
You pluck the five dollar bill from his hand and stuff it in your pocket.
He smiles at you wistfully and drops his hand to his lap.
@@.paul;"When can I see you again?"@@
@@.you;"Well, I don't think that dinky little pizza you ordered is gonna last you long,"@@ you say.
He chuckles. @@.paul;"It sure isn't."@@
You lean into him and give him a quick kiss. Then you hurry out of the room to get into your t-shirt and shoes so you can head back to the pizzeria.
Paul comes around the corner as you open the front door.
@@.paul;"I really, really like you, Alex,"@@ he says, smiling.
<<if $blewpaul eq false>>\
@@.you;"No, duh! You licked my BUTT."@@
<<else>>\
@@.you;"I bet you say that to all the cute boys who give you amazing blowjobs, huh?"@@
<<endif>>\
He laughs and you give him a wave as you jog back to your scooter.
[[Time to get back to the pizzeria for the next delivery.|043 Pizzeria]]<<set $cheddar += 50>>\
<<set $whoreboi to true>>\
You pluck the fifty dollar bill from his hand and stuff it in your pocket.
A frown twitches on Paul's face but he quickly recovers and smiles.
@@.paul;"So, when can I see you again?"@@
@@.you;"Well, I don't think that dinky little pizza you ordered is gonna last you long,"@@ you say.
He chuckles and says, @@.paul;"So I have to pay for both you and pizzas?"@@
You shrug. @@.you;"Yeah, if you want to see me. That's how this is, Paul."@@
He nods. @@.paul;"Okay. I understand. Next time, though, I'm getting my money's worth."@@
He grabs his crotch and winks at you.
You smile. @@.you;"Looking forward to it, big guy."@@
You lean into him and give him a quick kiss. Then you hurry out of the room to get into your t-shirt and shoes so you can head back to the pizzeria.
Paul comes around the corner as you open the front door.
@@.paul;"Hey, I really like you, Alex,"@@ he says, smiling. @@.paul;"I didn't mean to get a little upset back there. I know a cutie like you is in high demand."@@
<<if $blewpaul eq false>>\
@@.you;"It's fine, Paul. Don't worry about. And I know you like me -- you licked my BUTT!"@@
<<else>>\
@@.you;"I bet you say that to all the cute boys who give you amazing blowjobs, huh?"@@
<<endif>>\
He laughs and you give him a wave as you jog back to your scooter.
[[Time to get back to the pizzeria for the next delivery.|043 Pizzeria]]<center><img src="DZFAP/zing.png"></center>\
Mr. Fanucci stands up from the kitchen table as you enter the back of the pizzeria.
@@.fan;"Alex! How are you? How was the delivery?"@@
@@.you;"It was good! Everything went fine, Mister F."@@
He nods. @@.fan;"Good! I'm relieved. You were gone for a long while."@@
@@.you;"Oh, yeah,"@@ you say, rubbing the back of your neck, @@.you;"I kind of lost track of time."@@
@@.fan;"Okay. I was only worried because... of the machine and these requests."@@
@@.you;"Right. Oh! What's the next order?"@@
@@.fan;"Two large pies to Northside,"@@ he says. @@.fan;"The customer has requested to play some games again."@@
@@.you;"Oh, that guy? Yeah, no problem. I can do that!"@@
He clears his throat. @@.fan;"Well, this time, he would like a girl to come play games."@@
<<if $nogirl eq false>>\
@@.you;"Oh. So... I gotta be a girl again?"@@
@@.fan;"Alex, you don't have to do it. I'm only asking, okay?"@@
[[I'll do the delivery, doesn't matter if I have to be a girl for it.|044 GoGirl]]
[[No, I don't want to do this delivery because I don't want to be a girl again.|044 NoGirl]]
<<else>>\
[[I'll remind Mister F that I don't want to be turned into a girl.|044 NoGirl]]
<<endif>>\<<set $alex to "delivery girl">>\
@@.you;"No, I'll do it, Mister F. It's fine. It actually wasn't that big of a deal last time."@@
He smiles. @@.fan;"Thank you, Alex. I don't know how I'll ever repay you!"@@
You step into the ADD machine and glance at the monitor to see where you're going. It's the same apartment you played games with the guy as before, so you'll be able to find it easy enough.
When the conveyor belt starts moving under your feet, you clamp your eyes shut. You're still able to see the bright flash of light through your eyelids, but at least you aren't dazed.
You open your eyes to find you're wearing just about the same skimpy outfit as before, only now you have a pair of round tits jutting out from your chest.
@@.you2;"Oh, these are definitely bigger than before!"@@ you say in your girly voice.
<center><img src="DZFAP/ding.png"></center>\
Exiting the machine with the boxes, you roll your eyes at Mr. Fanucci as he just stares at you.
<<if options.showmainimg is true>>\
<center><img src="DZFAP/fap-alex-girl-delivery.png" class="port"></center>\
<<endif>>\
@@.you2;"Yeah, Mister F, more changes!"@@
@@.fan;"You're... you're beautiful, Alex."@@
@@.you2;"It left me in this skimpy out this time..."@@
@@.fan;"And no bra."@@
@@.you2;"Yeah, and no bra! I don't guess there's one around here?"@@
He shakes his head.
@@.you2;"Well, I guess they aren't THAT big,"@@ you say, reaching up to give them a squeeze. @@.you2;"Damn, they feel good. Feels nice to squeeze them a little, too. You think girls would play with these things all the time!"@@
You look up to see Mr. Fanucci gawking at you.
@@.you2;"Mister F! You shouldn't stare. I already told you that."@@
He shakes his head and looks away.
@@.fan;"I'm sorry. It's just-- you were playing with them!"@@
@@.you2;"I really was. Oh, gosh, Mister F, if the machine remembers different suggestions... did it make me horny again?"@@
@@.fan;"I don't know, Alex. How do you feel?"@@
You sigh. @@.you2;"Horny. Yep. Definitely horny."@@
@@.fan;"It may be best you get this delivery completed as quickly as possible, Alex."@@
@@.you2;"Yeah, you're right. I just need to get this delivery done fast!"@@
You grab the pizza boxes and head out to the parking lot.
[[Time to scoot over to the delivery address.|045 JackDelivery]]<<set $refusals += 1>>\
<<if $nogirl eq true>>\
@@.you;"Mister F, I told you I don't want to be turned into a girl."@@
@@.fan;"Yes, I remember, Alex. Of course I will cancel this order!"@@
@@.you;"Thanks, Mister F."@@
@@.fan;"No no, think nothing of it, Alex!"@@
<<else>>\
<<set $nogirl to true>>\
@@.you;"No, sorry Mister F. I don't want to be a girl again. It was strange and uncomfortable."@@
Mr. Fanucci nods. @@.fan;"I understand, Alex. It must be very strange to be a girl! I will cancel this order. I am sure we will get an order that doesn't ask you to change!"@@
<<endif>>\
The ADD machine makes a loud buzzer sound as Mr. Fanucci taps the display to cancel the order.
The two of you sit at the kitchen table for a while, waiting for someone to come in or make a delivery order.
<<if $alex neq "guy">>\
Mr. Fanucci suddenly perks up when his cellphone buzzes.
@@.fan;"Oh, it's from Bertilda,"@@ he says, smiling. He taps his finger on his cellphone touchscreen and scrolls up a few times. @@.fan;"Oh... oh my!"@@
@@.you;"What is it, Mister F?"@@
@@.fan;"Earlier she drove by and saw you on the scooter leaving for the delivery. She asked if I had hired a new delivery boy but I explained that it was you."@@
@@.you;"Oh. Yeah, I guess I do look a little different."@@
Mr. Fanucci nods. @@.fan;"But... she also asked if we were... fooling around, Alex."@@
@@.you;"Huh? Wait -- you me YOU and ME doing... sex stuff?"@@
He nods again. @@.fan;"But of course I said we weren't!"@@
@@.you;"Right. What a weird question!"@@
@@.fan;"What is weird, Alex, is that she..."@@ Mr. Fanucci pauses to clear his throat and then says, @@.fan;"she gave me... permission."@@
@@.you;"Wait -- what? Permission to fool around with me?"@@
He nods yet again.
@@.you;"Wow, Mister F, I don't even know what to say to that!"@@
@@.fan;"I do not either, Alex! This is a very strange day."@@
Mr. Fanucci scoots out and stands up from the table. He looks at his phone and then back to you.
@@.fan;"I will -- I will be in my office."@@
He hurries away and you hear his office door shut.
[[Am I really thinking about following him to his office?|045 FanFan]]
[[No way am I going to do anything with Mister F! That's crazy.|045 NotFan]]
<<else>>\
After a while, Mr. Fanucci excuses himself to his office and reappears sometime later.
@@.fan;"Ah, Alex. It's time to close for the day. I know it's a little early but my wife is coming by and, well..."@@
@@.you;"I gotcha, Mister F. No problem. I'll just change back--"@@
@@.fan;"Oh no!"@@ Mr. Fanucci says as he steps up to the ADD monitor and taps it with his finger a few times. @@.fan;"The machine is off, Alex. I cannot get it to turn back on!"@@
@@.you;"What? Really? Does that mean I'm stuck as this version of myself?"@@
@@.fan;"No no! I will make sure they fix this! The technician WILL be here in the morning."@@
@@.you;"In the morning? So..."@@
@@.fan;"You will... have to be like that... for the night. I'm so sorry, Alex!"@@
@@.you;"Oh, man! But I can't go home like this! I have roommates, Mister F!"@@
He frowns and says, @@.fan;"I will call them for you and explain. I have your number in the office. Please take the scooter home tonight."@@
@@.you;"Mister F..."@@
@@.fan;"I am very, very sorry. I promise I will make this right! Once you are returned to normal, I will give back this machine! I won't put you in these situations anymore! I promise!"@@
[[But I don't want Mister F to give back the machine...|049b KeepADD]]
[[That's good! I won't have to deal with this weirdness anymore.|049b NoADD]]
<<endif>>\<<set $metjack to true>>\
<center><img src="DZFAP/zing.png"></center>\
You knock on the customer's door and the same boy you met before answers it.
He just stares at you, slack-jawed. Well, at your tits, anyway.
@@.you2;"Um, pizza's here! You ready to get your ass beat in a few more rounds of Battle of Duty?"@@
He looks up at you finally.
@@.jeremy;"You play Battle of Duty?"@@
You realize that he doesn't recognize you from before, of course, because you weren't a girl then.
@@.you2;"Yep! So, can I come in?"@@
@@.jeremy;"Oh. Yeah. Yes!"@@
You bring the pizza in and have a piece with him while the two of you play Battle of Duty. After about an hour, you check your phone but Mr. Fanucci hasn't texted about a delivery or anything.
@@.jeremy;"Can you stay a little longer?"@@
You shrug. @@.you2;"Sure, why not?"@@
In the middle of the next round you hear the door open behind you and a man in a suit enters the apartment. He looks over at you.
<<if options.showcastimg is true>>\
<center><img src="DZFAP/fap-jack.png" class="port"></center>\
<<endif>>\
@@.jack;"Ah, hello."@@
@@.you2;"Hi,"@@ you say, standing up.
The man looks you over and then looks embarrassed for having done it. He glances away.
@@.jack;"Jeremy, are you going to introduce your friend?"@@
@@.jeremy;"Oh, yeah. Dad this is... um..."@@
@@.you2;"Alex,"@@ you say, offering your hand. @@.you2;"I was just delivering pizza and your son asked if I wanted to play a few matches."@@
He shakes your hand gently. @@.jack;"Okay. I see. Well, thank you for taking time out of your day."@@
@@.you2;"Sure."@@
@@.jack;"Jeremy, homework. That's enough games for now."@@
@@.jeremy;"Okay,"@@ he says, shutting off the game. @@.jeremy;"See you later, $name."@@
Jeremy smacks your butt as he walks by.
@@.you2;"Hey!"@@
He laughs and runs to his room and shuts the door behind him.
The father shakes his head. @@.jack;"Sorry about that. He's... getting to that age."@@
You shrug. @@.you2;"Yeah, I actually understand that age pretty well. No worries."@@
@@.jack;"I'm Jack, by the way."@@
@@.you2;"Nice to meet you, Jack."@@
@@.jack;"Likewise,"@@ he says with a nod.
@@.you2;"I guess I should be getting back now."@@
@@.jack;"Right,"@@ he says, nodding again, @@.jack;"of course. Again, thank you for spending some time with Jeremy. He... doesn't get along with many kids his age."@@
@@.you2;"Oh, it's no problem at all."@@
@@.jack;"Would you -- would you like some tea before you go? I always make myself a cup after work. Helps to make me feel settled."@@
[[Sure, I'll have some tea with him.|046 Tea]]
[[No, I better get back to the pizzeria now.|046 NoTea]]<div class="porthold">\
<div class="back"><<popup "←Back" "CAST">></div>\
<div class="flip"><<popup "Turn Around→" "JACK2">></div>\
<img src="DZFAP/fap-jack.png" class="port">\
</div>\@@.you2;"Um, sure. That would be nice."@@
He smiles and heads into the kitchen, pausing to take his suit jacket off and place it over a chair.
@@.jack;"So,"@@ he asks as he goes about making tea, @@.jack;"are you in college?"@@
@@.you2;"No, I actually just graduated high school not too long ago and I'm taking a year off. A gap year, I guess they call it."@@
@@.jack;"That's actually a good idea in today's career climate,"@@ he says.
The two of you have a pleasant conversation over tea. You learn that he's newly divorced, though he is still on good terms with his ex-wife, and that Jeremy is actually his step-son but spends one week out of the month with him. He works at an accounting firm and, although he's not really happy with the work, he's good at it and the pay is decent. When he starts talking about his hobby -- trying to craft beer -- you can't help but laugh at some of his stories. He's passionate about it but so far everything he's made has been terrible.
@@.jack;"Last Christmas was the worst of it. I tried giving a new batch of homebrew away at the office party and I was accused of trying to poison my coworkers,"@@ he says, chuckling. @@.jack;"It was festive, though! Tasted just like reindeer piss."@@
You laugh but, somehow, you can sense he's unhappy with that story. You feel the urge to comfort him. His hand is there on the table, well within reach.
[[I'll touch his hand and try to say something to lighten his mood.|047 IntoJack]]
[[It was interesting, but I really should go now.|047 NahJack]]<<set $nojack to true>>\
@@.you2;"No, thank you. I appreciate it, but I really have to get back."@@
He nods. @@.jack;"Of course. Thank you again, for Jeremy."@@
@@.you2;"Sure!"@@
You leave the apartment and head back to the scooter.
[[Time to get back to the pizzeria again.|048 Pizzeria]]You reach out and touch his fingers with yours. He looks up at you, catching your eyes in his gaze, and smiles.
@@.you2;"Jack...?"@@
He leans in. @@.jack;"Yes?"@@
@@.you2;"How do you know what reindeer piss tastes like?"@@
He breaks out in laughter and shakes his head.
@@.jack;"Oh, dammit, Alex."@@ He laughs some more. @@.jack;"God. You know, it's been a long time since I've just sat and talked with someone. It just... comes so easily with you. I feel like I could say anything."@@
You pat his hand. @@.you2;"Please don't. You'll totally freak me out."@@
He laughs again. @@.jack;"Oh, man. You're something, Alex. You really are."@@
You shrug. @@.you2;"I bet you say that to all the girls."@@
Jack shakes his head. @@.jack;"No no. It's not about being a girl. It's about being a person. And you're a good person, Alex. That's what I'm saying."@@
His sentiment seems to hit you right in the chest. You feel a comforting warmth spread over you.
@@.you2;"That's... very nice of you to say."@@
@@.jack;"It's nothing compared to what you deserve,"@@ he says. Then he rolls his eyes and shakes his head. @@.jack;"Yep, that sounded really sappy! Sorry. Um, I know you should get back and I have to help Jeremy with his homework. But, I'd really like to order some pizza later this week. When do you work?"@@
@@.you2;"Constantly!"@@ you say. @@.you2;"I'm the only delivery b-- person... right now."@@
@@.jack;"Oh, good. Then you'll have to come back,"@@ he says, smiling.
@@.you2;"Ugh. I guess so,"@@ you say, rolling your eyes.
He grins. @@.jack;"Well, it was very, very nice meeting you, $name."@@
@@.you2;"Thanks, Jack. I liked talking with you."@@
After saying your goodbyes, you head back down to the scooter. Some part of you wonders what made you stick around and talk with Jack, but most of you is pretty glad you did.
[[Time to get back to the pizzeria again.|048 Pizzeria]]<<set $nojack to true>>\
@@.you2;"Well,"@@ you say, giving him a frown, @@.you2;"I really have to get back now."@@
He nods. @@.jack;"Of course. Thanks again, for Jeremy."@@
@@.you2;"Sure!"@@
You head out of the apartment and back down to the scooter.
[[Time to get back to the pizzeria again.|048 Pizzeria]]<center><img src="DZFAP/zing.png"></center>\
You step into the kitchen of the pizzeria. Mr. Fanucci is looking quite sad, leaning on the big red tube of the ADD machine and poking his finger at the attached terminal.
@@.you2;"Mister F? I'm back."@@
@@.fan;"Oh, yes, Alex. Hello."@@
@@.you2;"What's wrong?"@@
He sighs. @@.fan;"The machine is off. And I cannot get it back ON."@@
@@.you2;"Wait, what? So I'm stuck as a girl?!"@@
@@.fan;"No no! I will make sure they fix this! The technician WILL be here in the morning."@@
@@.you2;"In the morning? So..."@@
@@.fan;"You will... have to be a girl... for the night. I'm so sorry, Alex!"@@
@@.you2;"Oh, man! But I can't go home like this! I have roommates, Mister F!"@@
He nods. @@.fan;"I called them for you. Your emergency contact numbers were in my office."@@
@@.you2;"You told them?"@@
@@.fan;"I explained everything. Don't worry, Alex, I talked to them for an hour. I told them everything that's happened. They know it's true!"@@
@@.you2;"Mister F..."@@
@@.fan;"I am very, very sorry. I promise I will make this right! Once you are returned to normal, I will give back this machine! I won't put you in these situations anymore! I promise!"@@
[[But I don't want Mister F to give back the machine...|049 KeepADD]]
[[That's good! I won't have to deal with this weirdness anymore.|049 NoADD]]<<set $keepadd to true>>\
@@.you2;"No, Mister F, please."@@
He turns to you.
@@.you2;"Don't give it back."@@
@@.fan;"You want me to keep this machine, Alex? But why?"@@
You shake your head. @@.you2;"I don't know why... not yet. But... please, don't give it back."@@
He nods seriously. @@.fan;"Okay, Alex, I won't. If that is what you want, I won't give it back."@@
@@.you2;"Thanks, Mister F."@@
@@.fan;"No, thank YOU, Alex. You are the best delivery driver-- no! You are the best FRIEND I have ever had."@@
@@.you2;"That's... that's really cool of you to say, Mister F."@@
@@.fan;"Come back tomorrow morning. The technician will be here."@@
@@.you2;"Okay. Thank you."@@
He smiles and nods again. @@.fan;"You're welcome, Alex. Take the scooter home. I don't want you to have to take the bus... in that outfit. I will see you in the morning."@@
[[I need to go home and get some sleep.|050 Home]]<<set $keepadd to false>>\
@@.you2;"Good! This machine is crazy, Mister F!"@@
@@.fan;"You are right, Alex. We cannot trust this machine."@@
@@.you2;"Thanks, Mister F."@@
@@.fan;"No, thank YOU, Alex. You are the best delivery driver-- no! You are the best FRIEND I have ever had."@@
@@.you2;"That's... that's really cool of you to say, Mister F."@@
@@.fan;"Come back tomorrow morning. The technician will be here. We will get you returned to normal and then I will get rid of this crazy machine."@@
@@.you2;"Okay. Thank you."@@
He smiles and nods again. @@.fan;"You're welcome, Alex. Take the scooter home. I don't want you to have to take the bus... in that outfit. I will see you in the morning."@@
[[I need to go home and get some sleep.|050 Home]]<center><img src="DZFAP/zing.png"></center>\
<<if $triple eq true>>\
You open the door to your apartment and you're immediately greeted with a hug from a completely naked Trish. She gives you a smooch on the cheek and pulls you into the kitchen.
@@.trish;"Look at how beautiful she is, Brandon!"@@
Brandon is sitting at the kitchen table in his boxers. Judging by the cards on the table, they were playing poker. Judging by the tied-up condom on the kitchen floor that apparently didn't quite make the rubbish bin, that's not all they were doing.
Brandon whistles. @@.brandon;"Wow, no kidding! Alex, you make for a smokin' hot girl!"@@
@@.trish;"Hey!"@@ Trish shouts, throwing a pout at him.
@@.brandon;"Well you asked!"@@
Trish hugs against you. @@.trish;"It's a good thing we're a triple or I'd be super jealous."@@
@@.brandon;"Are we though?"@@ Brandon asks, nodding to you.
@@.trish;"Of course we are! What are you saying?"@@
@@.brandon;"If Alex is a girl now, maybe he-- I mean, maybe she isn't into being in a triple with us."@@
@@.trish;"Aww, don't say that!"@@ she tells him. She looks to you. @@.trish;"Alex?"@@
[[I'll tell them that of course I'm still in the 'triple' with them.|051 YesTriple]]
[[I'll explain that I never said I was in a 'triple' with them.|051 NoTriple]]
<<else>>\
You open the door to your apartment and you're immediately greeted with a hug from Trish.
@@.trish;"Oh my gosh, you are SO beautiful!"@@
@@.you2;"Hey, Trish,"@@ you say, feeling a little uneasy about how affectionate she is suddenly acting with you.
Brandon waltzes in to the living room. He's in his boxers, as almost always. He gives you a nod and plops down on the sofa.
@@.trish;"Hey asshole, aren't you going to say anything to her?"@@
@@.brandon;"I gave her the head-bob."@@
@@.trish;"The what?"@@
@@.brandon;"The head-bob, babe,"@@ he says, looking at her like she's being stupid. @@.brandon;"It's how bros say hello."@@
@@.you2;"It's true,"@@ you say with a little shrug.
Trish turns back to you and smiles. @@.trish;"Oh, jeez! So you've still got guy brains in there?"@@
@@.you2;"Well, I mean, I guess. I'm still ME, Trish."@@
@@.brandon;"See babe? Still Alex in that rockin' hot bod."@@
@@.trish;"Hey!"@@
@@.brandon;"What? If anyone knows how rockin' hot bod that is, it's Alex."@@
@@.trish;"I mean HEY as in HEY I'M YOUR GIRLFRIEND."@@
@@.brandon;"Yeah, you got a rockin' hot bod, too."@@
@@.trish;"Well I feel like you take for granted!"@@
Brandon shrugs. @@.brandon;"I'll take you anywhere you want."@@
@@.trish;"I don't want to go anywhere with you!"@@
@@.brandon;"How about to the bedroom? And I'll do that thing you like."@@
Trish huffs. @@.trish;"Fine. But you better not be thinking about Alex's rockin' hot bod while you do it."@@
@@.brandon;"Ehhhhh... no, I can't promise that."@@
@@.trish;"Oh my god DID YOU JUST REALLY?!"@@
Brandon shrugs.
@@.trish;"Well if you're going to be thinking about her then you have to do it TWICE as long."@@
Brandon stands up from the sofa and puts his hands on his hips.
@@.brandon;"Challenge accepted!"@@
Trish grabs Brandon's arm and stomps by you, pulling him into their bedroom with her. The door slams shut, leaving you alone in the living room.
Through the door you hear Trish shout, @@.trish;"You have to do it SOFT, like she would, stupid!"@@
@@.brandon;"Yeah yeah, I will. Get on the bed, ya slut."@@
You turn on the television -- loud -- to give them some privacy. After watching an episode of Old Ass Aliens you head to your bedroom.
[[Time I get some sleep!|054 WakeUp]]
<center><img src="DZFAP/zzzz.png"></center>\
<<endif>>\@@.you2;"Of course I'm still in the triple with you guys. I'm still me!"@@
Trish squeals gleefully. @@.trish;"I knew it!"@@
Brandon grins. @@.brandon;"Wow, I guess that's really good news for me! Two hot chicks to one dude? Score!"@@
@@.trish;"Brandon! Just because she's in the triple with us don't mean you get to weiner her."@@
@@.brandon;"But I really WANT to weiner her."@@
@@.trish;"Well no shit, she's gorgeous! But MAAYBE she's a lesbian. It kind of makes sense that she would be, right?"@@
Brandon frowns. @@.brandon;"That hardly seems fair."@@
@@.trish;"You still get to watch, stupid!"@@
Brandon smiles. @@.brandon;"Well, yeah, that's fine then."@@
Trish squeezes your arm. @@.trish;"I'm excited to go to bed!"@@
Brandon snorts. @@.brandon;"You can't sleep when you're excited, dummy."@@
@@.trish;"I didn't say I wanted to sleep, asshole!"@@
Brandon laughs and gives you a 'can you believe this bitch' sort of look.
@@.trish;"Hey! You can't act all bro with her. It's two to one now, buddy. Girls versus boys and we win."@@
@@.brandon;"She's still my bro, even if she has rockin' titties."@@
Trish leans over to look at your breasts. @@.trish;"Aww, they really are rockin' titties..."@@
@@.brandon;"She should get naked."@@
@@.trish;"Why, you perv?"@@
@@.brandon;"Girls in this apartment get naked. It's a rule."@@
@@.trish;"No it's not."@@
@@.brandon;"Are you saying you DON'T want the 'girls get naked' rule in effect in this apartment?"@@
Trish looks over at you and then back to Brandon. She sighs.
@@.trish;"Well... no, I'm not saying that..."@@
@@.brandon;"The motion is carried! Girls get naked!"@@
Trish giggles. @@.trish;"I'm sorry, Alex... it's the rules."@@
[[I'll get naked. It's the rules!|052 Starkers]]
[[I am in the triple but tonight I just want to get some rest.|051 Decline]]<<set $triple eq false>>\
@@.you2;"Look, guys, I never said I was in a triple, you know?"@@
Trish frowns a little but then she nods.
@@.trish;"You're right, I just got excited. That's my fault. Sorry, Alex."@@
@@.brandon;"Yeah, Trish got excited. Don't worry about."@@
Trish turns to Brandon, putting her hands on her hips.
@@.trish;"Shut up, will you? I just said that you dummy!"@@
@@.brandon;"Yeah but Alex is a girl now. You have tell girls everything a few times before they get it."@@
@@.trish;"What?! Oh no. Oh no no no! I will punch your WEINER, mister!"@@
Brandon scoffs. @@.brandon;"You don't know. I might be into that."@@
@@.trish;"Then let's fuckin' do it."@@
@@.brandon;"Yeah let's go then, bitch,"@@ Brandon says, grinning.
@@.trish;"I will!"@@
@@.brandon;"Then do it."@@
@@.trish;"I SO WILL!"@@
@@.brandon;"Yeah then fuckin' do it already."@@
Trish turns back to you, smiling. She rolls her eyes.
@@.trish;"We're gonna fuck now. But I bet this asshole is going to be thinking of you the whole time."@@
@@.you2;"Eww okay c'mon guys--"@@
@@.brandon;"Sorry bro she's probably right though,"@@ Brandon says, shrugging.
Trish wheels around again to face him.
@@.trish;"I am going to give you SUCH a weiner punch."@@
Trish grabs Brandon's arm and stomps by you, pulling him into their bedroom with her. The door slams shut, leaving you alone in the kitchen.
You turn on the television -- loud -- to give them some privacy.
Still, you hear Brandon shout, @@.brandon;"OWW FUCK! OWWW! NO NO NO! STOP! I'M NOT INTO IT! I'M <b>NOT</b> INTO IT!"@@
This is followed by a fit of giggles from Trish. But after that they seem to settle down.
After watching an episode of Old Ass Aliens you head to your bedroom.
[[Time I get some sleep!|054 WakeUp]]
<center><img src="DZFAP/zzzz.png"></center>\<<set $slutty += 1>>\
@@.you2;"Well, if it's the rules,"@@ you say, reaching down to pull your shirt over your head.
Trish claps excitedly and then helps you out of your shoes and then promptly pulls off your shorts.
@@.trish;"It's not fair!"@@ Trish whines, ogling you. @@.trish;"Why does she get to be so PRETTY?!"@@
@@.brandon;"Babe, just shut your stupid mouth. You're both super pretty."@@
@@.trish;"You swear?"@@
Brandon holds up two fingers like a boyscout. @@.brandon;"May my beautiful, absurdly long, and ridiculously thick pecker get caught in the garbage disposal if I'm lying."@@
Trish smiles and rushes over to Brandon to give him a kiss.
@@.trish;"Okay, I believe you."@@
She straddles him and throws her arms around his neck.
@@.brandon;"Thanks, babe."@@
@@.trish;"Do you believe him, Alex?"@@
You nod. @@.you2;"Of course I do. No man in his right mind would make a false pledge on his pecker!"@@
@@.brandon;"Thanks, babe number two."@@
@@.trish;"Oh, no! No no no! You can't call her 'babe number two' you asshole! You call me 'babe' but you will have to call her something else -- and it has to be just as nice."@@
@@.brandon;"Sexy?"@@
Trish glances back at you. @@.trish;"Uh-huh. Yep. One-hundred percent. She can definitely be 'sexy.'"@@
You feel your cheeks burning at the way Trish is looking at you.
@@.brandon;"C'mere, sexy,"@@ Brandon says, wiggling his fingers for you to come to him.
Trish reaches out for you as you approach and she pulls you in for a kiss. She leads your mouth, while still kissing you, towards Brandon. Then the three of you are kissing. Then you're kissing Brandon.
And he's a really good kisser.
Trish licks your earlobe as you mash your mouth against Brandon's. His tongue dances with yours. His hand slides up your leg and across your ass. He places his hand on your your back, pulling you into him.
@@.trish;"Let's go to the bedroom,"@@ Trish whispers in your ear.
You turn and she catches your lips with hers for a kiss.
@@.you2;"Okay."@@
Trish hops up and pulls you to her.
@@.trish;"Stay here!"@@ she orders Brandon. @@.trish;"No weiners in the bedroom until the girls are ready."@@
Brandon chuckles. @@.brandon;"Yes, ma'am!"@@
@@.trish;"Good boy. Stay!"@@
Trish leads you to Brandon's bedroom and shuts the door. She leaves the light off but there's enough moonlight coming in through the window to see her.
@@.trish;"Okay,"@@ she says, smiling at you, @@.trish;"I know this is new territory for you. He's gonna bring that weiner in here. And he's gonna wanna put that weiner in your hoo-hah."@@
@@.you2;"Oh..."@@
@@.trish;"Oh, yeah. Boys like to put their weiners in new places. Why do you think he's trying to go after my bum?"@@
@@.you2;"I guess I didn't think about it..."@@
@@.trish;"Oh, you really should! As a girl, you ALWAYS have to look out for weiners. They're everywhere. And they will go wherever you let them. It's a minefield of weiner out there, you stupid sexy bitch!"@@
@@.you2;"Okay."@@
@@.trish;"If you're not ready for it, I'll jump on the grenade for us, okay? I'm sweet like that, you know. But if you DO want to try some weiner... well, I warn you, it's like super-addictive. Those stupid weiners and their stupid owners! But what are you gonna do, huh? One comes with the other."@@
@@.you2;"Yeah. They're attached."@@
@@.trish;"Right! So, before we invite Brandon in... do you want to have sex with him? I'll be here for you, all the way, if you want to try it. We're a triple, Alex. We're here for each other. Okay?"@@
[[Yes, I will have sex with Brandon!|053 SexBrandon]]
[[No, I don't think I'm ready for that sort of thing.|053 NoBrandon]]@@.you2;"Sorry, guys, I do want to be in the triple but I just really need to get some rest tonight."@@
@@.trish;"Ah, shucks,"@@ Trish says, pouting. @@.trish;"Well, okay, guess I have to take care of our man by myself tonight, then. But I bet this asshole is going to be thinking of you the whole time."@@
You laugh. @@.you2;"Jeez, guys..."@@
@@.brandon;"Sorry babe but she's probably right though,"@@ Brandon says, shrugging.
Trish wheels around again to face him.
@@.trish;"Did you just REALLY?!"@@
@@.brandon;"Yeah, I said it. So what. You're gonna be thinking about her, too."@@
Trish scowls but says, @@.trish;"Well... still..."@@
@@.brandon;"Ah, whatever. I'll make it up to you,"@@ Brandon says, licking his lips. @@.brandon;"Yeah?"@@
@@.trish;"Okay!"@@
Trish grabs Brandon's arm and stomps by you, pulling him into their bedroom with her. The door slams shut, leaving you alone in the kitchen.
Through the door you hear Trish shout, @@.trish;"You have to do it SOFT, like she would, stupid!"@@
@@.brandon;"Yeah yeah, I will. Get on the bed, ya slut."@@
You turn on the television -- loud -- to give them some privacy. After watching an episode of Old Ass Aliens you head to your bedroom.
[[Time I get some sleep!|054 WakeUp]]
<center><img src="DZFAP/zzzz.png"></center>\<<set $sexbrandon to true>>\
<<set $blewbrandon to false>>\
<<set $slutty += 2>>\
<<set $penetratee += 1>>\
@@.you2;"I... I do want to try it."@@
Trish smiles and smooches you several times.
@@.trish;"Okay! Oh, I'm excited. I'm excited for you! And don't worry, he can be really gentle. I just like it... not gentle,"@@ she says, giggling.
@@.you2;"Okay."@@
Trish shouts, @@.trish;"Ready for weiner in here!"@@
You hear Brandon shout back, @@.brandon;"Roger! Weiner inbound!"@@
The door opens a moment later. Brandon enters the dimly-lit room and shuts the door behind him.
@@.brandon;"It's dark in here,"@@ he says. @@.brandon;"Do I need to activate heat-seeking on the weiner?"@@
@@.trish;"Just wait a second, stupid. Your eyes will adjust."@@
@@.brandon;"Okay. I mean... Roger! Entering holding pattern!"@@
@@.trish;"Ugh. We don't want your military-type talk in here. This is serious."@@
@@.brandon;"But the military IS serious!"@@
@@.trish;"Brandon!"@@
@@.brandon;"Alex gets it. Don't you, Alex?"@@
@@.you2;"Uh yeah, I mean I kinda do..."@@
@@.trish;"Oh my god! It's two girls to one boy but two boy brains to one girl brain!"@@
@@.brandon;"I can kind of see now. That's good enough for the weiner."@@
@@.trish;"Can't you be a little more romantic? This is her first time, asshole."@@
@@.brandon;"Yeah. Sorry. Alex, may I please weiner you?"@@
@@.trish;"That's better,"@@ Trish says. She pulls you over to the bed and lies down on it with you.
Brandon climbs up on the bed on his knees.
@@.trish;"Is it hard?"@@
@@.brandon;"Yeah. I mean, it's pretty hard. I've been waiting for a while, you know."@@
@@.trish;"No! Get it REALLY hard. You have to do this right!"@@
@@.brandon;"Well help me then, stupid!"@@
Trish huffs but, after a quick kiss on your cheek, pushes herself up and crawls over to Brandon at the foot of the bed.
@@.trish;"Brandon, it's barely hard at all!"@@
@@.brandon;"I've been waiting forever! You left me all blue-balled up out there!"@@
@@.trish;"Unacceptable!"@@
You hear a slap and the bed trembles.
@@.brandon;"Whoa. Okay. Actually, that helped."@@
@@.trish;"Yeah. It did. Huh! You want me to slap you again?"@@
@@.brandon;"Yeah... kinda."@@
You hear another slap.
@@.brandon;"Yeah. Wow. That's doing it."@@
@@.trish;"There you go! See, now this is the weiner we want!"@@
@@.brandon;"One more, maybe."@@
Another slap.
@@.brandon;"Ouch! Damn. Babe, I think we found a new kink."@@
@@.trish;"Yeah like we don't find one EVERY night. Now bring this thing over here!"@@
Brandon grunts as Trish pulls him, weiner-first, over to you.
@@.trish;"Now put it in her girl. And be gentle about it, stupid,"@@ Trish says as she rolls a condom onto Brandon's erection.
@@.brandon;"I know, I know."@@
@@.trish;"I'm serious!"@@
@@.brandon;"Okay, I get it! Jeez."@@
Brandon leans over you, his face inches from yours.
@@.brandon;"Hey. You, um... is everything okay?"@@
@@.you2;"Yeah. I think so."@@
@@.brandon;"So... I'm going to put this in you now, okay?"@@
@@.you2;"Okay..."@@
@@.brandon;"Okay. Just look at me, okay? You tell me anything, okay? Whatever. I'm listening."@@
@@.trish;"I told you he could be sweet."@@
@@.brandon;"Trish, will you do the honors?"@@
@@.trish;"Oh, yes! Of course."@@
You feel Trish's hands on your thighs. She coaxes your legs apart. Suddenly you feel a slather of slick liquid across your pussy as Trish lubricates you somewhat excessively. She even teases her fingers inside your slit, causing your breath to catch in your throat, as she lubes you up.
@@.trish;"It's your first time so we gotta be extra careful,"@@ she says, slipping her fingers back inside you and teasing your sensitive insides.
@@.you2;"Oh... oh... oh jeez..."@@
@@.trish;"There you go, babe. Relax. Umm. Yeah. Feels good, huh?"@@
You manage to nod.
@@.trish;"Ok, bring the weiner."@@
You feel Brandon's penis against your slit. Trish moves it against you, up and down, wetting it with the lubrication and your own juices. She takes your hand in hers and prods Brandon's cock against your slit. Suddenly, you're breached. Brandon's cock slips inside of you easily.
@@.you2;"AHH!"@@
You squeeze Trish's hand and she squeezes back.
@@.trish;"Don't worry about that BS about the hymen and all the blood and all that, babe. If you're careful, the first time doesn't hurt at all."@@
You have to agree with that. All you feel is... a blissful thrill.
Brandon kisses you on the neck as he sinks himself all the way inside of you.
@@.brandon;"And... we're docked! Mission successful. Weiner is secure."@@
@@.trish;"Brandon! Jeez."@@
@@.brandon;"What? Alex gets it."@@
@@.you2;"I mean... I kinda do..."@@ you say, feeling your pussy spasm around his cock.
@@.trish;"Ugh! Never have I see a man and woman be so gay together."@@
@@.brandon;"C'mere, stupid,"@@ Brandon says, pulling Trish in for a kiss.
As they're making out, you feel Brandon withdrawing from you and you clutch at him, a sudden fear of emptiness overcoming you.
They break off their kiss and Trish lies next to you. She places her hand on your cheek and whispers into your ear, @@.trish;"It's okay. It's okay, Alex. He's coming back. Here he comes. Hold on, here he comes..."@@
And he does, filling you up once again as he presses his hips against you.
@@.you2;"Oooh... fuck..."@@
@@.trish;"Yeah, see! There he is."@@
@@.you2;"Yeah..."@@
Brandon takes your hips in his hands and slides himself slowly out of you -- only to abruptly thrust his cock deep inside you once more.
@@.you2;"Oh!"@@
Now he's started a rhythm, in-and-out and in-and-out and picking up the pace with each push of his hips.
You hear yourself panting and mewling in your girly voice as tingles start to build up in your groin. Sparks fire off up into your stomach. Trish kisses your face and neck and shoulder and then licks and sucks your nipple, massaging your breasts in her hands.
The sensations are overwhelming. You feel like you're going a little bit crazy!
Brandon continues to rock against you, driving his cock to the hilt inside your slick, spasming cunt, as Trish teases you with her tongue and fingers all over your body.
@@.trish;"Feels good, huh?"@@ Trish asks in your ear.
You moan a yes as your body bounces in time with Brandon's thrusts.
@@.trish;"When you cum, it's going to be amazing,"@@ she promises, licking your earlobe. @@.trish;"It's WAY better for us girls."@@
You dig your fingernails into the bedsheets as you feel something building inside of you -- something like an explosion!
But when it happens, it's more like quick, successive bursts of unbearable pleasure instead of one big detonation. You quiver and shake and shudder and gasp repeatedly for breath. Brandon keeps his pace steady, understanding through experience that when you're doing something right, you don't change it up. He doesn't push faster or harder but just right, causing your body to open up to him as if his cock were just the right key for your lock.
<center><img src="DZFAP/oooh.png"></center>\
You squeal in delight as your body is taken over by uncontrollable spasms. The cock just keeps coming and coming, driving pleasure in and dragging it back out. You can't take much more!
@@.you2;"AAAHHHHH!"@@
Brandon grunts and holds steady as you squirm against him, your pussy clutching against his throbbing erection, demanding that it unload inside you.
Judging by his expression as the way he's twitching, he's complied with the demands of your cunt -- but thankfully his seed has been retained inside the condom he's wearing.
Minutes later, he finally pulls out, collapsing against you on the bed. You reach over and pat his shoulder -- the best you can do in the afterglow to commend him on a job well done.
Trish cleans both of you up, ditching Brandon's filled condom and getting a wet handcloth to clean your cooch and thighs. Then she lies down on the side of you, nestling against you and holding Brandon's hand on your stomach.
@@.you2;"That was... nice,"@@ you say.
@@.brandon;"Nice?!"@@ Brandon says, chuckling.
@@.trish;"You can't fool us, Alex. That was the best you've ever had."@@
You giggle.
@@.you2;"Yeah. It was."@@
They both cuddle into you and you find it very easy to sleep wedged between the others of your triple.
[[So tired...|054 WakeUp]]
<center><img src="DZFAP/zzzz.png"></center>\
@@.you2;"I don't think I'm ready for that yet..."@@
Trish nods. @@.trish;"Okay, yeah, I mean, it IS your first day as a girl and all! You should just want us and you'll see how it is -- of course, um, you can still participate... if you want."@@
Trish wiggles her eyebrows and smiles.
@@.you2;"Okay. I'll just see how it goes?"@@
@@.trish;"Sure! But, um, maybe you want to start him off? You know, get him ready for the main event with a little lip action? I'm SURE he'd like that... and, honestly, I'd damn sure like to watch!"@@
<<if $blewpaul eq true>>\
[[I could suck off Brandon... not like I haven't done it before!|054 BrandonBlowie]]
[[No, I don't think I'm ready for that either...|054 NoBJ]]
<<else>>\
[[I could try it! I'm a girl now, so why not?|054 BrandonBlowie]]
[[No, I don't think I'm ready for that either...|054 NoBJ]]
<<endif>>\When you wake up, neither Brandon nor Trish are anywhere in the apartment. There's a note in the kitchen that they've gone to get breakfast, but you're not sure how long they're going to take and you need to get into work.
You take a quick shower, get dressed, and lock up before going out to the parking lot to ride the scooter back.
<center><img src="DZFAP/zing.png"></center>\
@@.fan;"Alex! Good. Tell her what you told me,"@@ Mr. Fanucci tells a guy in a button-up and glasses.
@@.tech;"I was just telling Mr. Fanucci that I really can't help. The AI is very complicated and I don't know why or how it's performed these requests. I've checked the ADD App for this machine and, for some reason, it allows requests that we never wrote programming for. And, on top of that, it's adding it's own parameters... but I cannot review them, even with elevated access."@@
@@.fan;"But he got it working again!"@@ Mr. Fanucci says happily, patting his hand on the big red tube.
@@.tech;"Actually, I didn't have to do anything. Apparently the AI just decided to shut down for the night."@@
@@.you2;"But I can change back now, right?"@@
@@.tech;"I believe so, yes. But I would like to test the machine out on someone else first. I would like to see if the machine is the issue or... if there's something special about you."@@
@@.fan;"Oh, Alex is definitely special!"@@
The technician frowns. @@.tech;"I mean, of course, in regards to the machine."@@
@@.man;"I'll do it."@@
You turn and see Mandy has entered the kitchen.
@@.fan;"Mandy! You've come back. It's good to see you!"@@
@@.man;"Mister F, you called and told me the technician fixed the machine."@@
@@.fan;"I know! I am just happy you've come back."@@
@@.man;"Well, if that thing makes me as pretty as her,"@@ Mandy says, pointing to you, @@.man;"then I'll do it."@@
@@.tech;"There's no guarantee, but it's possible."@@
@@.fan;"We need a delivery order first!"@@
@@.tech;"I'll order for some pizza to be delivered to my office."@@
@@.fan;"Oh, yes! You will love our pizza."@@
<<if $keepadd eq true>>\
[[Just gotta wait while the tech orders his pizza.|055 TechOrder]]
<<else>>\
[[Just gotta wait while the tech orders his pizza.|039 TechOrder]]
<<endif>>\<<set $metmandy to false>>\
<<set $metmarty to true>>\
<center><img src="DZFAP/ding.png"></center>\
@@.tech;"There it is."@@
Mr. Fanucci looks at the monitor.
@@.fan;"Vegan? I'm sorry, I don't think we make that type of pizza."@@
@@.tech;"The app allowed the order, so the machine can perform it. That's how it works."@@
@@.fan;"Ah! This is good! We can do vegan pizza now."@@
@@.tech;"Okay, Mandy, if you'd get in, please?"@@
Mandy nods and walks over to the machine, fists clenched at her sides.
@@.man;"I can do this!"@@ she says.
The door slides open for her and she steps inside. The door quickly shuts behind her.
<center><img src="DZFAP/whrrr.png"></center>\
@@.tech;"There it goes. Fingers crossed."@@
You can see the bright flash through the little window in the door at the side.
@@.you2;"That's when it changes you,"@@ you tell them.
<center><img src="DZFAP/ding.png"></center>\
And Mandy emerges out of the tube exit.
Well, not Mandy at all. In fact, the person standing at the end of the tube with a pizza box in his hands is a tall, fit, handsome young man dressed casually in jeans and a tank-top.
<<if options.showcastimg is true>>\
<center><img src="DZFAP/fap-marty.png" class="port"></center>\
<<endif>>\
@@.marty;"Whoa. It made me a guy!"@@
@@.you2;"But why would it do that? What did you put in for the special request?"@@
@@.tech;"I put in vegan."@@
@@.marty;"Oh GOD DAMMIT NO am I a vegan now?"@@
@@.you2;"That was for the pizza, Mandy. Look, you were supposed to put in 'cute girl' or something like that."@@
@@.tech;"Why?"@@
@@.you2;"Because then it changes you to the request!"@@
@@.tech;"Oh! Mr. Fanucci didn't explain that to me. I thought it just... decided for itself somehow."@@
@@.marty;"It looks like it decided for me!"@@
@@.you2;"Maybe 'handsome guy' is the default?"@@
@@.marty;"Sexist machine! I told you so!"@@
@@.tech;"I'll put in another order."@@
@@.marty;"No way!"@@ Mandy says, going over to the mirror to look at herself. @@.marty;"I wanna try this out."@@
The technician knits his eyebrows and asks, @@.tech;"You want to stay that way?"@@
@@.marty;"Hell yeah! For a while, anyway. I've gotta at least play with my new penis!"@@
@@.fan;"Mandy..."@@
@@.marty;"No, call me... Marty. Yeah! I'm Marty. Hey, Marty, you stud,"@@ he says in the mirror. @@.marty;"Mmmhmm. I like it! What do you think, Alex? Aren't I handsome as fuck now?"@@
[[I'll tell Mand-- Marty that yes, he's handsome.|056 YesMarty]]
[[I'll try to deflect the question since this is a little weird|056 Deflect]]@@.you2;"Yes, actually. You're really handsome!"@@
@@.marty;"Oh, how sweet!"@@ Marty says, smiling at you. @@.marty;"And you are just prettier than ever, Alex!"@@
The way he's looking at you brings a heat to a cheeks.
@@.you2;"Um... thanks."@@
He nods. @@.marty;"Ummhmm."@@ He turns back to the mirror to gaze at himself.
<<display "056 Continue">>\@@.you;"I still can't believe it changed you, too!"@@
@@.marty;"Yeah, but I'm glad it did! Look at me. Mmmhmm."@@
Marty looks back to the mirror and smirks at his reflection
<<display "056 Continue">>\@@.tech;"I suppose it will work on anyone, then."@@
@@.fan;"It would work on me?"@@
@@.tech;"Yeah, I think so."@@
@@.fan;"I could be a pretty girl?"@@
The technician's eyebrows go up. @@.tech;"I guess? If you want...?"@@
@@.fan;"Oh, no,"@@ Mr. Fanucci says, shaking his head. @@.fan;"My wife would kill me!"@@
@@.you2;"So, I can change back now?"@@
@@.fan;"Oh, sorry Alex. Not yet. The system is locked until Marty makes his delivery."@@
@@.you2;"Right. Dang. I forgot about that."@@
@@.tech;"It shouldn't do that,"@@ the technician says, stepping up to the monitor. @@.tech;"The ADD system should allow for multiple orders. And I assume, since you've been changed, that you had a delivery to make and that you made that delivery?"@@
@@.you2;"I did, yes."@@
The technician opens a panel on the tube and messes around with the wires and circuit boards and switches inside.
@@.tech;"There we go! For some reason it was on 'single driver' mode."@@
@@.fan;"Oh, yes, we only had Alex to deliver for a couple days."@@
@@.tech;"No, no, different kind of driver, Mr. Fanucci."@@
@@.fan;"You mean Marty, then?"@@
@@.marty;"Are you talking about me?"@@ Marty asks, stepping away from the mirror finally.
The technician sighs. @@.tech;"Nevermind. It'll let you accept multiple orders now. That's all that matters."@@
@@.marty;"Oh, yeah, I guess I should deliver this pizza. Is anyone at your office?"@@
@@.tech;"You can follow me, I'm going back now. And, Mr. Fanucci, if you don't want the company to confiscate this machine as malfunctioning property, you shouldn't tell them about this. You shouldn't tell anyone about this, honestly."@@
@@.fan;"Oh, yes, it is our secret! Just like our sauce."@@
@@.tech;"Right. Well, I'll leave you to it then. If you have any more issues, call me directly. If you call the company again, they may send out a different technician and your secret might be revealed."@@
@@.fan;"Yes, of course! Thank you."@@
The technician leaves with Marty following him on the scooter.
Mr. Fanucci taps the monitor and smiles. @@.fan;"Alex, it's working! You can change back now."@@
<center><img src="DZFAP/ding.png"></center>\
@@.fan;"Oh, another order. Another order! Good!"@@
@@.you2;"I guess it is almost lunch time now. What's the order, Mister F?"@@
@@.fan;"Eight pizzas!"@@
@@.you2;"Eight? Must be some sort of pizza party."@@
@@.fan;"Six salads and four orders of wings and two pastas too! No vegan though. They must not know we do vegan. Make sure you tell them we do vegan, Alex."@@
@@.you2;"Okay, Mister F."@@
@@.fan;"This order will pay the loan for the month! This is amazing, Alex!"@@
@@.you2;"That's awesome, Mister F. But, um, do they want a boy or girl to deliver it? Does it say?"@@
Mr. Fanucci peers close at the monitor for a few moments. @@.fan;"Girl!"@@ he finally says, nodding.
@@.you2;"I guess it's good I didn't change back yet then. But Marty has the scooter, Mister F. How am I supposed to deliver it?"@@
@@.fan;"For this large order, you can take my car!"@@
You nod. @@.you2;"Okay."@@
@@.fan;"This will be a very good tip for you, I think!"@@
[[I have to go through the machine again.|057 GetIn]]<<set $alex to "maid">>\
You have to wait longer than usual this time, as the mechanical arms you can see on the monitor whir about creating all the food. When the conveyor under your feet starts moving, you close your eyes. You're already a girl, but you're not taking any chances with the machine flashing that bright light in your eyes again.
And it does flash. You almost fall off your feet but you're able to catch yourself. The reason for the stumble, you quickly find out, was that now you're wearing a black pair of high-heeled shoes.
The rest of you is wearing what is unmistakably a French maid's outfit.
@@.you2;"Ah, jeez..."@@
<center><img src="DZFAP/ding.png"></center>\
You step out of the machine, tottering on your heels as you carry the order over to the kitchen table.
<<if options.showmainimg is true>>\
<center><img src="DZFAP/fap-alex-girl-maid.png" class="port"></center>\
<<endif>>\
@@.fan;"Oh, Alex. It made you a maid!"@@
@@.you2;"Yeah, I noticed, Mister F."@@
@@.fan;"It's not really appropriate,"@@ he says, shaking his head.
@@.you2;"Well, I didn't choose it, Mister F! You read the special requests, not me!"@@
He frowns. @@.fan;"I'm sorry, I didn't read them. I only looked for 'boy' or 'girl' like you asked, Alex."@@
@@.you2;"Seriously? You gotta read the requests, Mister F. I look ridiculous!"@@
He shakes his head again. @@.fan;"No, you look very pretty. But... inappropriate."@@
@@.you2;"Slutty, you mean! Look how short this thing is..."@@
@@.fan;"Oh, no, I don't use that word."@@
@@.you2;"And my tits are hanging out!"@@
@@.fan;"They are not hanging out."@@
@@.you2;"I mean you can see a LOT of them, Mister F."@@
He nods. @@.fan;"Yes, a good portion of them."@@
@@.you2;"And they're definitely bigger."@@
@@.fan;"Yes, they are much larger."@@
@@.you2;"Just what kind of place orders a maid to deliver pizza?"@@
Mr. Fanucci goes over to the monitor and stares at it for a moment.
@@.fan;"Ah, I see. They want you to serve them, Alex."@@
@@.you2;"So I have to go around like this serving people pizza?"@@
@@.fan;"And salads and wings and pastas, too."@@
@@.you2;"Great. And I can't even walk in these things."@@
Mr. Fanucci looks over at you.
@@.fan;"You should practice here in the kitchen before you go. I don't want you falling down and hurting yourself!"@@
You roll your eyes but it is a good idea. You stroll up and down the kitchen for a few minutes, trying to get the hang of walking in heels. When you think you've got it mostly under control, you look to Mr. Fanucci.
@@.you2;"What is it?"@@
He shakes his head. @@.fan;"I am sorry, Alex. I was having dirty thoughts."@@
@@.you2;"C'mon, Mister F, that's not cool!"@@
@@.fan;"I know, Alex. I apologize."@@
You look down at your outfit again and then back to him.
@@.you2;"Could we cancel this order?"@@
He sighs and slumps his shoulders but says, @@.fan;"Yes, of course, Alex. If this is... uncomfortable for you, I understand. It is a lot of money for the restaurant, but I would never order you to do something you didn't want to do!"@@
[[I'll make this delivery, even in this ridiculous getup.|058 Delivery]]
[[No way am I doing this delivery! I'll ask Mister F to cancel this order.|058 Decline]]@@.you2;"No, it's fine, Mister F. I understand this is a big order. But you really have to read the requests from now on, okay? Seriously."@@
He nods. @@.fan;"Yes, I will! I will read every little detail. I promise!"@@
@@.you2;"Okay."@@
@@.fan;"Here, I will help you load this order into my car!"@@
<center><img src="DZFAP/vroom.png"></center>\
At least in the car you're mostly hidden from other passengers. You can't even imagine what you'd have to go through if you were in this ridiculous outfit on the scooter.
<center><img src="DZFAP/errt.png"></center>\
You pull up to the address on the order receipt and find that it's a business center. You take a deep breath and then get out of the car to carry the order inside. Unfortunately, you don't really trust yourself to carry everything in one trip due to the high-heels you're wearing, so you only take about one-third of it up the long sidewalk to the main building.
The receptionist inside gives you a warm smile.
@@.nobody;"Can I help you, miss?"@@
@@.you2;"Oh, yes please. I'm delivering a large order for..."@@ you say as you glance at the receipt, @@.you2;"conference center two."@@
@@.nobody;"Oh, of course! Miss Orkus is hosting a presentation. Take the elevator to the second floor and the hallway to your right. You'll see a sign for conference room two -- you can't miss it!"@@
She smiles again and gives you a friendly nod.
@@.you2;"Thank you."@@
@@.nobody;"Sure thing!"@@
Your heels clack loudly on the foyer tiles as you make your way to the elevator. You seem to be getting the hang of walking in them -- at least to the point where you're not afraid of rolling your ankle with every step now. You get into the elevator and manage to press the '2' button by balancing the pizza boxes on your knee.
But it looks like you flashed your panties... at least you think that's the reason one of the passing businessmen paused to shoot you a wink as the elevator doors closed.
Once off the elevator again, you find the conference room easily enough.
[[I should knock on the door.|059 KnockKnock]]<<set $refusals += 1>>\
@@.you2;"I'm sorry, Mister F, but I just can't do this. Look at me!"@@
He shakes his head. @@.fan;"I know, Alex. It is unbelievable! I will call Marty and see if he is available to take this order."@@
@@.you2;"Okay. Thanks, Mister F."@@
@@.fan;"Of course!"@@
Mr. Fanucci heads to his office to contact Marty and comes back a couple minutes later.
@@.fan;"Everything is fine, Alex. He is coming in now."@@
You give Mr. Fanucci a nod and then sit down at the kitchen table to wait.
Thankfully, Marty comes bounding in only about five minutes later. He swoops up the order and, after giving you a quick double-take and a wink, he rushes out to deliver it.
@@.fan;"Ah, he is a much better delivery person as a boy, isn't he, Alex?"@@
You nod. @@.you2;"Yeah. He actually seems a lot happier."@@
@@.fan;"I think so, too!"@@
Marty comes sauntering in about fifteen minutes later, grinning.
@@.marty;"Well, that lady wasn't happy that a macho man like me showed up, but it's done and she still tipped me,"@@ he says. He looks you over when you stand up from the kitchen table. @@.marty;"Whew, Alex, that's quite an outfit!"@@
@@.you2;"The stupid machine did it to me. I can't believe it expected me to make a delivery like this!"@@
@@.marty;"No kidding! If I had to dress like that back when I was a girl, I'd have quit!"@@ He laughs. @@.marty;"Actually, speaking of me not being a girl anymore, I've decided I'm not going to change back."@@
@@.you2;"Oh? Well if you're happy, that's great."@@
@@.marty;"I am but... I'm also a little confused about, you know, stuff. Could I ask you some questions?"@@
@@.you2;"Of course."@@
He smiles. @@.marty;"Great! Thanks, Alex. Um, let's go back to Mister F's office for some privacy -- I don't want anyone to listen in. Okay?"@@
@@.you2;"Sure. Just give me a second so I can change back."@@
@@.marty;"Um, actually I'd be more comfortable if you, you know, stayed a girl. Because, you know, it'd be weird, right?"@@
@@.you2;"Oh? Well... okay. Sure."@@
@@.marty;"Thanks, Alex. C'mon."@@
Marty leads the way to Mr. Fanucci's office at the back of the kitchen.
[[I'll go into the office with Marty.|064 Office]]<<set $metlina to true>>\
A very attractive woman in a tight jumpsuit answers the door. She smiles and looks you up and down.
<<if options.showcastimg is true>>\
<center><img src="DZFAP/fap-lina.png" class="port"></center>\
<<endif>>\
@@.lina;"Oh. My. Goodness. Sweetheart, you are just perfect!"@@ she says as she reaches out to tap your nose with her finger. @@.lina;"So cute! Oh, is this my order? I'm sure there was more than this..."@@
She takes the pizza boxes from you and looks at you with raised eyebrows.
@@.you2;"Um, yes ma'am. I couldn't carry it all up at once so--"@@
@@.lina;"Oh of course not!"@@ she says. @@.lina;"I'll put these inside and follow you down to help with the rest. Really I should have thought of that! One second, dear."@@
You peer in the open doorway as she steps aside. There are about twenty business men seated facing away from you and another businessman standing at the front of the large room pointing to a chart projected on the wall.
@@.lina;"I'm Lina,"@@ the woman says as she steps back into view. She steps out of the room next to you and shuts the door behind her.
@@.you2;"My name's Alex. It's nice to meet you."@@
@@.lina;"How sweet you are! Shall we?"@@
You nod and Lina follows you out of the building and back to Mr. Fanucci's car.
@@.lina;"I can see why you would have to make several trips!"@@ she says, helping you stack the remainder of the order on Mr. Fanucci's trunk.
@@.you2;"Yes, ma'am,"@@ you say, getting the last box out of the car. @@.you2;"That's all of it, now."@@
@@.lina;"Oh, good. Yes, everything appears to be here. Ooh, this salad's for me. Are the salads very good?"@@
@@.you2;"Um, yes, they're pretty good. I've only had them a couple times, though."@@
@@.lina;"Well, at your age you can eat whatever you like, hmm?"@@ she asks, laughing. @@.lina;"Say, Alex, I know you've been paid to bring all this but I wonder if I might pay you a bit extra to leave something here?"@@
@@.you2;"I'm not sure what--"@@
@@.lina;"Your underwear,"@@ she says, smirking and giving you a wink.
@@.you2;"You want me to--"@@
@@.lina;"Yep. Just shimmy them off and toss them in the glovebox there. What do you say?"@@
@@.you2;"But, why...?"@@
She shrugs. @@.lina;"Because the very idea of it makes me happy and, of course, horny. Oh, don't worry, your skirt is long enough. No one will see. It's just a naughty secret for you and I to share."@@
She places her finger under your chin to encourage you to look into her eyes.
@@.lina;"What do you say, sweetheart? Wouldn't you like to share a naughty secret with me? I'm not wearing any, just so you know,"@@ she says, winking at you again.
[[I'll tell her okay and remove my underwear -- she did promise to pay more!|060 PantiesOff]]
[[I'll decline her weird request and keep my underwear just where they are.|060 KeepUndies]]<<set $pantiesoff to true>>\
<<set $slutty += 1>>\
@@.you2;"Well... okay."@@
@@.lina;"Ooh that a girl! Here, let me help,"@@ she says, hunching down in front of you and sliding her hands under your skirt. She tugs your underwear right down your legs and you let her pick up each of your feet to get the lacy panties over your heels.
With a flick of her wrist, she tosses the panties into the car and then she promptly pushes the door shut.
@@.lina;"Shall we?"@@ she asks, picking up half the remaining order and turning to walk back to the business center.
You look around but you're sure nobody saw what happened -- it happened so quickly!
After grabbing the rest of the order you follow behind Lina as she heads back to the conference room.
Despite her assurance that your skirt is long enough to conceal your lack of underwear, you find yourself looking over your shoulder constantly to make sure. The soft breeze doesn't help things -- you feel completely exposed like this!
Lina opens the door when you reach the conference room and leads you inside. She places the boxes on a long table and gestures for you to do the same. She goes about setting out plates and silverware and placing food on the plates very efficiently and methodically.
She hands you two plates.
@@.lina;"The first table, sweetheart. Front-left. Off you go."@@
You carry the plates over and the two businessmen at the table smile and say thanks when you place the plates on their table.
@@.you2;"You're welcome,"@@ you say.
One of the men reaches out with a dollar bill -- it looks like he's going to try to tuck it in your stocking top! But he pauses and looks up at you. His expression seems to be questioning if you'll allow him to do it. You have a feeling that allowing him to do it will likely be construed as permission for the businessmen to get 'friendly' with their hands.
[[I'll let him tuck the bill in my stocking -- and why not? A tip is a tip!|060 AcceptTip]]
[[No, I won't allow that. I'm here to serve pizza not be tipped like a stripper.|060 DeclineTip]]<<set $pantiesoff to false>>\
<<set $cheddar += 8>>\
@@.you2;"I'm not going to do that!"@@
She smiles and shrugs. @@.lina;"Okay, sweetheart. I just thought it was a fun thought. Here, I'll take this half."@@
After grabbing the rest of the order you follow behind Lina as she heads back to the conference room.
Lina opens the door when you reach the conference room and leads you inside. She places the boxes on a long table and gestures for you to do the same. She goes about setting out plates and silverware and placing food on the plates very efficiently and methodically.
She hands you two plates.
@@.lina;"The first table, sweetheart. Front-left. Off you go."@@
You carry the plates over and the two businessmen at the table smile and say thanks when you place the plates on their table.
@@.you2;"You're welcome,"@@ you say.
He holds up a dollar bill for you and you take it, saying thanks again. You back to Lina. She gives you another plate and you continue to serve the room. Soon enough, thankfully, everyone has a plate and you've made some decent tips.
<<display "060 AfterTips">>\<<if $strippertips eq true>>\
@@.lina;"You've done a wonderful job, sweetheart,"@@ she tells you as she boops your nose with her finger again. @@.lina;"I wonder if you're interested in a little more work?"@@
@@.you2;"Um, what kind of work?"@@
@@.lina;"Welllll..."@@ she says, smiling but looking away, @@.lina;"these poor guys have been sitting around listening to all this boring -- but necessary, of course! -- information concerning the sales quarter and quotas and that sort of stuff. It would be nice if they could have a bit of relaxtion, right?"@@
@@.you2;"I'm not sure what--"@@
@@.lina;"I would do it myself, of course, but because I work for the company there's a conflict of interest and some possibility of sexual harassment code violation."@@
@@.you2;"Wait, what? Sexual harrassment?"@@
She nods. @@.lina;"Mmmhmm."@@
@@.you2;"Just what are you asking me to do, Lina?"@@
She gives you a little shrug. @@.lina;"Just a few blowjobs, sweetheart."@@
You feel like you've been hit by lightning. It takes you a moment to respond.
<<if $blowjobs lt 1>>\
@@.you2;"I have ne--"@@
<<else>>\
@@.you2;"Well, I've--"@@
<<endif>>\
@@.lina;"Sweetie, you've dressed up for us and thrown away your panties and taken tips in your stockings so I don't think I'm being overly demanding here. You're free to say no... and you're free to say YES! I really think you should say yes. The money you've made so far will be nothing compared to the tips you could be getting."@@
@@.you2;"I don't--"@@
@@.lina;"You'll have to make a decision now, sweetie. Either I dismiss these poor tired hard-working fellows for today without any recreation whatsoever or you get into that closet over there,"@@ she says, pointing to a door at the other side of the room, @@.lina;"and I will send in the boys one by one for a little relief."@@
[[It could be a lot of money and... this is only a temporary body, right? I think I could do this...|062 Blowies]]
[[I can't believe she's asking that! No way am I blowing these guys. I'm leaving!|02 NoWay]]
<<else>>\
@@.lina;"You've done a wonderful job, sweetheart,"@@ she tells you as she boops your nose with her finger again. @@.lina;"Thanks for your help."@@
With that, she leads you from the room and you take the elevator back down to the parking lot.
[[Time I got back to the pizzeria. I've been gone quite a while!|C01 Girl Cosplay]]
<<endif>>\
<<set $strippertips to false>>\
<<set $cheddar += 14>>\
The look you give him causes him to pull his hand back. He sets the dollar bill on the table instead and slides it over to you, looking away.
You pick up the money and head back to Lina. She gives you another plate and you continue to serve the room. Soon enough, thankfully, everyone has a plate and you've made some decent tips.
<<display "060 AfterTips">>\<<set $blowies to true>>\
<<set $cheddar += 286>>\
<<set $slutty += 3>>\
<<set $blowjobs += 14>>\
<<set $linadigits to true>>\
You take a deep breath and nod.
@@.you2;"Okay. I'll do it."@@
Lina grins. @@.lina;"Oh, you are just the sweetest girl in the world, Alex! Go on then, into the closet. I'll send in your first customer."@@
You go into the closet and shut the door behind you. It's very dark but there's some light coming in under the door so you can see enough to move around without tripping over or bumping into anything.
After placing a folded tablecloth on the ground, you kneel down and prepare yourself for what's about to happen: many, many blowjobs.
The first guy steps in, shutting the door behind him. He immediately unzips and holds his semi-erect cock in your face without saying a word.
<<if $blewpaul neq true and $blewbrandon neq true>>\
<<if options.showhypno is true>>\
<div class="add"><<popup "Whoa! Wait... I know EVERYTHING about doing this!" "ADD-BLOW">></div>\
<<endif>>\
<<else>>\
Well, it's not like you haven't done this before! You lean forward, using your tongue to guide his member into your mouth, and get to sucking.
<<endif>>\
For the next two hours, you're on your knees in the pitch-black closet with cocks of various sizes in your mouth. Some of the guys are very sweet about it, others practically fuck your face, but all of them expect you to swallow. There's nowhere to spit anyway -- so you're left with a belly full of semen and a sore jaw. And almost three hundred dollars in tips!
@@.lina;"Oh, Alex, your makeup smudged a bit,"@@ Lina says when she opens the closet door.
She helps you to your feet and wipes your cheeks with her handkerchief.
You massage your jaw for a bit.
@@.you2;"That was... a lot of work!"@@
But, you'd have to admit, a lot of fun, too...
She laughs. @@.lina;"Oh, sweetheart, I know it was! But every one of them said you were just fantastic. Enthusiastic and tender and just the nicest blowjob they're ever had."@@
@@.you2;"Really?"@@
Slutty as the whole thing was, you can't help but blush at the compliment.
@@.lina;"Yes! Does it surprise you that you're so good at it? I knew you were a natural the moment I met you!"@@
@@.you2;"Oh."@@
@@.lina;"We'll definitely be ordering from you again. In fact, I think Fanucci's is going to become our official caterer from now on."@@
@@.you2;"Oh, wow. That'd be great for Mister F!"@@
She smiles and nods.
@@.lina;"Well, I'll let you get back to work."@@ Lina leans over to give you a kiss on the forehead. She hands you her business card and say, @@.lina;"I look forward to seeing you again. Call me soon, won't you?"@@
With that, she leads you from the room and you take the elevator back down to the parking lot.
[[Time I got back to the pizzeria. I've been gone quite a while!|C01 Girl Cosplay]]<<set $blowies to false>>\
@@.you2;"No,"@@ you say, shaking your head. @@.you2;"I wouldn't do something like that!"@@
@@.lina;"Okay, I only thought I'd ask. I'll let you get back to work, then."@@ Lina leans over to give you a kiss on the forehead. @@.lina;"Thanks for your help, sweetheart."@@
With that, she leads you from the room and you take the elevator back down to the parking lot.
[[Time I got back to the pizzeria. I've been gone quite a while!|C01 Girl Cosplay]]<center><img src="DZFAP/vroom.png"></center>\
You hurry into the kitchen of the pizzeria through the employee door. Mister F doesn't seem to be around -- he could be on the floor or back in his office -- but Marty is there fiddling with the monitor attached to the ADD machine.
@@.marty;"Hey, Alex,"@@ he says. He whistles as he looks you over. @@.marty;"Wow. That's quite an outfit!"@@
@@.you2;"Yeah, it was the machine. I dunno why it does this stuff! Mister F said I wouldn't have to do anymore of these crazy requests, though."@@
@@.marty;"No kidding! If I had to dress like that back when I was a girl, I'd have quit!"@@ He laughs. @@.marty;"Actually, speaking of me not being a girl anymore, I've decided I'm not going to change back."@@
@@.you2;"Oh? Well if you're happy, that's great."@@
@@.marty;"I am but... I'm also a little confused about, you know, stuff. Could I ask you some questions?"@@
@@.you2;"Of course."@@
He smiles. @@.marty;"Great! Thanks, Alex. Um, let's go back to Mister F's office for some privacy -- I don't want anyone to listen in. Okay?"@@
@@.you2;"Sure. Just give me a second so I can change back."@@
@@.marty;"Um, actually I'd be more comfortable if you, you know, stayed a girl. Because, you know, it'd be weird, right?"@@
@@.you2;"Oh? Well... okay. Sure."@@
@@.marty;"Thanks, Alex. C'mon."@@
Marty leads the way to Mr. Fanucci's office at the back of the kitchen.
[[I'll go into the office with Marty.|064 Office]]Marty shuts the door behind you when you enter. He sits on Mr. Fanucci's desk.
@@.marty;"You know when I first became a guy I thought I'd be gay,"@@ he says, @@.marty;"but ever since then I've been checking out girls and getting, you know, erections."@@
@@.you2;"Oh."@@
@@.marty;"Since you've been a girl have you, you know, been checking out guys?"@@
@@.you2;"Um, well..."@@
@@.marty;"Sorry, I know that's personal. I'm just so confused. And... I don't know how to work this thing... I thought just pulling on it but--"@@
You shake your head. @@.you2;"No, you don't tug on it. You kind of... stroke it. You know? And use some lube. But not shampoo! Oh man, I learned that the hard way when I was thirteen. Burns like hell."@@
Marty laughs. @@.marty;"Okay. Thanks. That's actually good to know."@@
@@.you2;"Sure. Just take it slow. It's actually really sensitive. Girls might think that it's good to yank it around or whatever, since we're guys and we're supposed to be tough, but a guy's weiner is pretty delicate."@@
He nods. @@.marty;"Yeah. And the balls too! I accidentally bumped my balls and wow! That really hurts."@@
@@.you2;"Yep. That's balls for you."@@
@@.marty;"Yeah. Say, Alex..."@@ he starts, biting his lip and looking away, @@.marty;"you're really pretty as a girl."@@
@@.you2;"Oh. Um. Thanks."@@
@@.marty;"And... I have a boner. I've actually had a boner for, like, forever now. It's starting to hurt... I mean I didn't think 'blue-balls' was a real thing but it really is!"@@
@@.you2;"Yeah, it's a real thing."@@
@@.marty;"Could you..."@@ he asks, shrugging a little, @@.marty;"you know... help me... with it?"@@
@@.you2;"You mean...?"@@
He nods, looking embarassed. @@.marty;"Would you? Please? Just, like you said, stroke it?"@@
[[Well, I do have the experience here. I'll help Marty out by showing him how to wank it.|065 MartyWank]]
[[Handjobs were never very satisfying for me as a guy... so... I could use my mouth...|066 MartyBlow]]
[[No way am I going to jerk off my coworker! And in my boss's office! Forget it.|065 NoMarty]]<div class="porthold">\
<div class="back"><<popup "←Back" "CAST">></div>\
<div class="flip"><<popup "Turn Around→" "MANDY2">></div>\
<img src="DZFAP/fap-mandy.png" class="port">\
</div>\<div class="porthold">\
<div class="back"><<popup "←Back" "CAST">></div>\
<div class="flip"><<popup "Turn Around→" "MARTY2">></div>\
<img src="DZFAP/fap-marty.png" class="port">\
</div>\<<set $martywank to true>>\
@@.you2;"Okay, look, I'll show you. It's not that hard."@@
@@.marty;"It is TOO hard!"@@
@@.you2;"That's not what I meant. Jeez, Marty. C'mon, get it out."@@
Marty unzips his jeans. His cock pops out, full-mast, when he pushes down his boxer-briefs.
@@.you2;"Whoa."@@
The throbbing erection in front of you is seven inches at least, and quite thick to boot.
@@.marty;"What?"@@
@@.you2;"It's... big. I mean, yeah... you have a big dick."@@
Marty grins.
@@.marty;"Yeah? Bigger than yours?"@@
You frown. @@.you2;"Guys don't really talk about that."@@
@@.marty;"Oh. Sorry. I got excited."@@
@@.you2;"I can see that."@@
Marty leans back on the desk, pushing his hips out toward you. His rock-hard rod bobs in front of you, only a hands-reach away.
You take ahold of it in your hand and Marty sucks in a breath.
@@.marty;"Wow! That already feels way better than when I touch it!"@@
@@.you2;"It always feels better when someone else does it."@@
He nods. @@.marty;"But didn't you say to use lube?"@@
@@.you2;"Um, well, I'll just spit on it. It's fine."@@
Marty shrugs.
You swish some saliva around in your mouth and then spit a gob down onto the cock in your hand. You give it a couple strokes then work up some more saliva.
@@.marty;"Maybe you could just... put it in your mouth?"@@
Marty gives you a cheesy grin.
[[Well... it'll be easier, right? Whatever. I'll just suck it!|066 MartyBlow]]
[[No, I told him I'd give him a handie and that's what he's getting.|066 MartyWank]]<<set $martywank to true>>\
<<set $martyblow to false>>\
<<set $slutty += 1>>\
@@.you2;"I'm showing you how to do this, remember? You can't get your own mouth on your dick, Marty."@@
He huffs. @@.marty;"Oh, fine. It was worth a shot, right? And I do really appreciate you doing this for me."@@
@@.you2;"Good. Because it's a little weird for me."@@
After a minute of saliva-swishing and spitting, you finally have enough slick spit on his dick to give his long shaft a proper stroking.
@@.you2;"Gosh, it looks even bigger in these small hands of mine."@@
Marty grins.
@@.marty;"When you say things like that it makes me feel good and, like, excited!"@@
@@.you2;"Yep, typical guy feelings,"@@ you say, laughing.
You have to keep spitting on his cock now and again but he's soon panting and trying to push his hips at you. You watch his balls draw up against him.
@@.you2;"You're close already."@@
He nods, his cheeks blushing red. @@.marty;"Uh huh..."@@
You look around, but there's nothing nearby to use to catch his forthcoming jizz.
@@.you2;"Shit. I shoulda grabbed something for this..."@@
@@.marty;"Oh fuck!"@@ he says, jerking his hips and dropping his head back.
[[Whoa, he's going to cum! If I don't want a mess... I'll have to put my mouth on it after all.|067 Swallow]]
[[Oh well, we'll just have to clean up after. I'll dodge the jizz and just let it go on the floor.|067 Dodge]]<<if $martywank eq true>>\
@@.you2;"Oh, fine!"@@
You lean down and slide his cock into your mouth, clamping your lips around the shaft and resting your tongue under the spaded tip.
<<endif>>\
@@.marty;"Oooh whoa!"@@
Salty warm goo rushes into your mouth and you gulp down the first volley without even thinking about it. The next several squirts seem to plaster all around your mouth and you have to swallow hard several times to clear out the thick sticky feeling inside your mouth.
You stand up, taking your mouth from Marty's cock, and lick your lips to get rid of the gummy feeling on them.
@@.marty;"Holy smokes that was amazing!"@@ Marty says, grinning broadly and breathing heavily.
@@.you2;"Yeah... well now you see how easy--"@@
You're bumped forward into Marty as the door behind you opens. You manage to turn around and side-step the door to keep from falling over, but this leaves you standing facing Mr. Fanucci with Marty's cock in your hand.
He looks at you and then Marty and then back to you.
@@.fan;"Sorry! I did not know you were using the office!"@@
Mr. Fanucci promptly shuts the door, leaving you and Marty alone in the office again.
You hear him say through the door: @@.fan;"Remember to wash your hands when you're done, Alex! It is the law!"@@
@@.you2;"Oh my god..."@@
@@.marty;"She will, Mister F!"@@
@@.fan;"Good! Hurry if you can, there is another order!"@@
You release Marty and step back.
@@.you2;"Well, um--"@@
@@.marty;"Hey, thanks a million, Alex. That was amazing! I really appreciate your help!"@@
@@.you2;"Sure..."@@
Marty hops off the desk and puts himself away. He zips up his pants and gives you a kiss on the forehead before opening the door and heading out.
[[I suppose I should see about the delivery order now.|068 PreCheck]]@@.you2;"Whoa!"@@
You manage to get out of the way just as Marty's cock spews forth three rapid fire spurts of jizz. Most of the cum splatters on the floor but the first burst managed to make it all the way to the office door, leaving a gooey string of pearly white ball-juice spattered on the silver kickplate of the door.
@@.you2;"Jeez, what a mess..."@@
@@.marty;"Wow! Cumming is fuckin' awesome!"@@
You turn to Marty with a frown.
@@.you2;"Look at what you did, though."@@
Marty laughs. @@.marty;"You helped! A lot!"@@
You sigh -- but you can't deny it. This is your fault as much as it is his.
@@.you2;"We gotta clean this up before--"@@
Suddenly the door opens and Mr. Fanucci takes a half-step in before he sees Marty sitting on his desk with his pants undone and you standing beside him.
@@.fan;"Sorry! I did not know you were using the office!"@@
Mr. Fanucci promptly shuts the door, leaving you and Marty alone in the office again.
You hear him say through the door: @@.fan;"Remember to wash your hands when you're done, Alex! It is the law!"@@
@@.you2;"Oh my god..."@@
@@.marty;"She will, Mister F!"@@
@@.fan;"Good! Hurry if you can, there is another order!"@@
@@.you2;"Ugh..."@@
@@.marty;"Hey, Alex, don't worry about it. I'll clean this up. That was amazing and I really appreciate your help."@@
@@.you2;"Oh. Okay. Thanks, Marty."@@
Marty hops off the desk and puts himself away. He zips up his pants and gives you a kiss on the forehead before opening the door and ushering you out.
[[I suppose I should see about the delivery order now.|068 PreCheck]]<<set $willblow to true>>\
<<set $slutty += 1>>\
@@.you2;"It's fine, I'll make the girl delivery."@@
Mr. Fanucci nods. @@.fan;"Good. Thank you once again, Alex!"@@
@@.marty;"Accepted that kinda quick, hmm?"@@ Marty asks, smirking. To Mr. Fanucci, he says, @@.marty;"Don't worry about Alex, Mister F. She can definitely handle herself."@@
You're not sure if that was a compliment, but Marty doesn't seem to mean anything bad by it.
@@.you2;"Well, here we go again!"@@
[[I need to get into the ADD machine again for this delivery.|070 GetIn]]<<set $willblow to false>>\
@@.you2;"Fine, I'll make the girl delivery, but I'm going to tell this customer we don't do that sort of thing here!"@@
Mr. Fanucci nods. @@.fan;"Yes, you tell them, Alex. If they give you any trouble, I will get the police involved!"@@
@@.marty;"Okay, calm down, Mister F. If you call the cops then you might have to explain the machine and the company might find out about it."@@
@@.fan;"Oh. Yes, you are right, Marty. We will have to handle this on our own. But if they give you any trouble, Alex, we will handle them! I promise!"@@
Marty laughs. @@.marty;"Whoa, don't get all worked up, Mister F. You'll have a heart attack!"@@ He shoots you a wink and adds, @@.marty;"Don't worry about Alex, Mister F. She can definitely handle herself."@@
You're not sure if that was a compliment, but Marty doesn't seem to mean anything bad by it.
@@.you2;"Okay. Well, here we go again!"@@
[[I need to get into the ADD machine again for this delivery.|070 GetIn]]<<set $refusals += 1>>\
@@.you2;"Mister F, there's no way I'm going to do that! And there's no way I'm going to make a delivery to someone who's asked for that."@@
Mr. Fanucci nods and says, @@.fan;"Of course, Alex. I understand. I would never expect you to do such a thing! I cannot believe the machine allowed such a request!"@@
@@.marty;"Don't worry about it, Alex. I got it. I'll tell the perv that made this request to shove off."@@
@@.fan;"No no, Marty, you cannot do that. Tell him we do not allow such requests but do not shove him -- we don't attack our customers!"@@
@@.marty;"I didn't mean like actually push him, Mister F. Nevermind. I'll do the delivery and tell the guy that he can't be requesting that sort of stuff."@@
@@.fan;"Good,"@@ Mr. Fanucci says with a nod.
Marty picks up the order, gives you a wink, and hurries out to the scooter.
You sit at the kitchen table and wait.
Marty saunters in through the employee's door into the kitchen with a smirk on his face about ten minutes later.
He looks around for Mr. Fanucci and, not seeing him, says, @@.marty;"Don't worry, Alex, I totally told those guys off! Had them shakin' in their socks!"@@
@@.you2;"Did they say why they did that? Or how they did it?"@@
He frowns. @@.marty;"Um, well... the guy said that the app actually suggested that request."@@
You stand up from the kitchen table. @@.you2;"What?!"@@
@@.marty;"Yeah,"@@ he says, nodding, @@.marty;"seriously. Can you believe that?"@@
@@.you2;"I'm starting to really not like this machine!"@@
Marty steps over to the monitor and stares at it, frowning.
@@.marty;"Well, you can change back, but..."@@
@@.you2;"But what?"@@
@@.marty;"But it wants to know what you want to change back into."@@
@@.you2;"Huh?"@@
@@.marty;"There's buttons labeled Original, Boi, and Girl."@@
@@.you2;"It wants me to pick?"@@
He shrugs. @@.marty;"Seems that way. So... what do you think? I mean, if you want my opinion, you should definitely stay a girl."@@
You cross your arms and throw a pout at him.
@@.you2;"Because that's what you want, right?"@@
@@.marty;"Not gonna lie about it,"@@ he says, smiling, @@.marty;"that's exactly why. You make for an okay guy, I guess, but you make for an absolutely stunning girl. You know it's true."@@
While you're not sure you agree, you're glad that at least he's honest about his reasons.
You step up to the monitor and eye your choices.
[[I'll press the 'Original' button.|072 Guy]]
[[I'll press the 'Boi' button.|072 Boi]]
[[I'll press the 'Girl' button.|072 Girl]]<<set $alex to 'sexy'>>\
You step inside, now very familiar with the operation of the machine. You clamp your eyes shut as the conveyor belt starts to move you to the other end and, once the flash is over, you take a look at yourself.
@@.you2;"Oh, come on!"@@
<center><img src="DZFAP/ding.png"></center>\
You get out of the machine and set the pizza boxes on a nearby counter. You turn and look at Marty, who is wide-eyed and slack-jawed.
@@.you2;"Yep. This is what happened. I look like a hooker!"@@
You glance at yourself in the mirror. Your makeup is rather heavy but also very well done and over-the-top sexy. The latex top and bottom you are wearing simply could not be any tighter. The pink latex over-the-knee boots on your feet and the chained collar around your neck accessorize the outfit in such a way that it looks even more slutty than if you were prancing around completely naked.
<<if options.showmainimg is true>>\
<center><img src="DZFAP/fap-alex-girl-sexy.png" class="port"></center>\
<<endif>>\
@@.fan;"Alex, that is very inappropriate."@@
@@.you2;"I LOOK like I DO give blowjobs now!"@@
@@.fan;"Very, very inappropriate."@@
@@.you2;"These fingernails are ridiculous!"@@
Marty laughs. @@.marty;"If you're worried about your fingernails, you may be thinking more like a woman than you realize, Alex."@@
@@.you2;"The whole thing! I mean, just look at me... my tits are huge now!"@@
@@.fan;"Please don't say tits, Alex."@@
@@.marty;"I sure as hell AM looking at you, Alex! You're super fuckin' hot."@@
@@.fan;"Marty, language please!"@@
@@.marty;"But look at her, Mister F! She's built for the bedsheets!"@@
Mr. Fanucci looks you over and nods.
@@.fan;"I have not heard that expression. But, Alex, it is true... you are made for sex."@@
@@.you2;"Hey, don't say stuff like that!"@@
Although, you would have to admit, you do feel a little flushed from them gawking at you.
@@.marty;"Alex, I can take the order for you if you want. Okay?"@@
@@.you2;"You will?"@@
@@.marty;"Well,"@@ he says, smirking, @@.marty;"maybe you'd owe me a favor for it?"@@
@@.you2;"Hey!"@@
@@.fan;"Marty, that is not nice!"@@
He holds his hands up. @@.marty;"Okay okay okay, I was just teasing! I'll do for you, no strings attached. Okay?"@@
You can't help but feel that Marty is offering because you remember that you, back when you were a guy, would do just about anything for the smoking hot girl you've become.
[[I'll take the delivery myself.|071 Deliver]]
[[I'll let Marty take the delivery for me.|071 Decline]]<<set $slutty += 1>>\
@@.you2;"No, It's my order. I said I'd do it, so I'll do it."@@
Mr. Fanucci smiles. @@.fan;"You are a very hard worker, Alex. I am glad I hired you!"@@
@@.marty;"I bet we'll see just how hard she works,"@@ Marty says with a smirk.
@@.you2;"Hey!"@@
@@.fan;"Marty, that was rude."@@
Marty's shoulders slump.
@@.marty;"Yeah, you guys are right. I don't know what came over me. It's like... I can't control the stuff I'm saying!"@@
You can't help but laugh at that.
@@.you2;"Yeah, well, that's being a guy for you."@@
Mr. Fanucci nods at your comment. @@.fan;"It is true,"@@ he says. @@.fan;"I, too, said rude things when I was younger!"@@
@@.marty;"Like, you'd say something about her tits, right?"@@
He nods. @@.fan;"Yes. I would have certainly said something rude about her large, shapely breasts."@@
@@.you2;"Guys!"@@
@@.marty;"Sorry."@@
@@.you2;"Just, don't talk about my tits -- at least not while I'm right here, okay?"@@
@@.fan;"Yes,"@@ Mr. Fanucci says, @@.fan;"we will talk about your breasts when you are gone."@@
@@.marty;"And your ass. I mean... wow!"@@
Mr. Fanucci nods.
Knowing you're not going to get anywhere with these two dressed as you are, you grab the order from the counter and head out to the scooter.
[[Take the scooter to the delivery address.|072 Delivery]]<<set $refusals += 1>>\
@@.you2;"No way am I going ANYWHERE dressed like this!"@@
Mr. Fanucci sighs. @@.fan;"You are right, Alex. Such a naughty outfit should not be worn in public, if at all!"@@
@@.marty;"Damn, Mister F, it's not THAT bad. I mean, look at her -- she totally pulls it off!"@@
Mr. Fanucci nods at this.
You feel yourself blush but you say, @@.you2;"Okay but I'm not going to do any deliveries like this. Seriously, guys!"@@
@@.marty;"Don't worry about it, Alex. I got it. I'll tell the perv that made this request to shove off."@@
@@.fan;"No no, Marty, you cannot do that. Tell him we do not allow such requests but do not shove him -- we don't attack our customers!"@@
@@.marty;"I didn't mean like actually push him, Mister F. Nevermind. I'll do the delivery and tell the guy that he can't be requesting that sort of stuff."@@
@@.fan;"Good,"@@ Mr. Fanucci says with a nod.
Marty picks up the order, gives you a wink, and hurries out to the scooter.
You sit at the kitchen table and wait for Marty to return.
Luckily, it doesn't take him long. He saunters in through the employee's door into the kitchen with a smirk on his face.
He looks around for Mr. Fanucci and, not seeing him, says, @@.marty;"Don't worry, Alex, I totally told those guys off! Had them shakin' in their socks!"@@
@@.you2;"Did they say why they did that? Or how they did it?"@@
He frowns. @@.marty;"Um, well... the guy said that the app actually suggested that request."@@
You stand up from the kitchen table and put your hands on your hips.
@@.you2;"What?!"@@
@@.marty;"Yeah,"@@ he says, nodding, @@.marty;"seriously. Can you believe that?"@@
@@.you2;"I'm starting to really not like this machine!"@@
Marty steps over to the monitor and stares at it, frowning.
@@.marty;"Well, you can change back, but..."@@
@@.you2;"But what?"@@
@@.marty;"But it wants to know what you want to change back into."@@
@@.you2;"Huh?"@@
@@.marty;"The monitor has options you need to choose from."@@
@@.you2;"It wants me to pick?"@@
He shrugs. @@.marty;"Seems that way. So... what do you think? I mean, if you want my opinion, you should definitely stay a girl."@@
You cross your arms and throw a pout at him.
@@.you2;"Because that's what you want, right?"@@
@@.marty;"Not gonna lie about it,"@@ he says, smiling, @@.marty;"that's exactly why. You make for an okay guy, I guess, but you make for an absolutely stunning girl. You know it's true."@@
While you're not sure you agree, you're glad that at least he's honest about his reasons.
You step up to the monitor and eye your choices.
[[I'll press the 'Original' button.|072 Guy]]
<<if $notgay neq true>>\
[[I'll press the 'Boi' button.|072 Boi]]
<<endif>>\
[[I'll press the 'Girl' button.|072 Girl]]You awake to the smell of bacon. You sit up and rub your eyes. The sheets and blankets on your bed are a twisted mess, but you're alone in your room. You overslept a bit -- someone must have turned off your alarm clock -- but you still have about an hour before you have to get to work.
You head out to the kitchen to find Brandon in his boxers sitting at the kitchen table and Trish cooking at the stove in her underwear, although she is wearing an apron as well.
@@.trish;"Morning! Have a seat, I'll make you a plate!"@@
@@.brandon;"It's fake bacon,"@@ Brandon says as you sit down, @@.brandon;"but it's actually not bad, man."@@
@@.trish;"Here you go!"@@ Trish places a plate of bacon and eggs in front of you.
Trish takes off her apron and sits down with her own plate opposite you.
You have a nice breakfast and thankfully the somewhat awkward situation of last night doesn't come up.
After a quick shower and some goodbyes you head down to the parking lot.
[[I need to take the scooter back to the pizzeria.|035 Pizzeria]]<<set $blowjobs += 1>>\
<<if $martywank eq true>>\
<<set $slutty += 1>>\
@@.you2;"Oh, fine!"@@
<<else>>\
<<set $slutty += 2>>\
@@.you2;"Well a handjob isn't very satisfying..."@@
<<endif>>\
<<set $martywank to false>>\
<<set $martyblow to true>>\
You lean down and slide your mouth onto Marty's cock. He lets out a long, shuddering breath.
@@.marty;"Holy smokes! Why does that feel so GOOD?!"@@
@@.you2;"Mmmffrrmmm."@@
<<if $blowies eq true>>\
You've become a master of the blowjob in a very short time thanks to your extensive experience. Sucking Marty's cock feels natural and, you have to admit, quite enjoyable. Having a man squirm while you control him by his fuckstick gives you a real feeling of erotic power.
You feel like you want to take your time and enjoy this...
But your expert attention is too much for Marty to handle, and he sprints over the brink of orgasm faster than you could have anticipated.
<<elseif $blowjobs gt 0>>\
You're not exactly new to this and you managed to do an amazing job before -- and it seems like this time will be no different! Marty is already squirming and panting. With a little effort, you could end this in moments. Still, you feel like you want to have a bit of fun with this first...
But your expert attention is too much for Marty to handle, and he sprints over the brink of orgasm faster than you could have anticipated.
<<else>>\
There's that strange feeling again...
<<if options.showhypno is true>>\
<div class="add"><<popup "Whoa! Wait... I know EVERYTHING about doing this!" "ADD-BLOW">></div>\
<<else>>\
You suddenly feel like you know EVERYTHING about giving blowjobs!
<<endif>>\
It doesn't take you long at all to suck and lick Marty to the edge of orgasm, all the while feeling a rush of erotic power flow through you, making your whole body tingle.
<<endif>>\
<<display "067 Swallow">>\<<set $alex to "guy">>\
<center><img src="DZFAP/ding.png"></center>\
You exit the machine and look over yourself: you're back to the original Alex. A glance in the mirror confirms it.
<<if options.showmainimg is true>>\
<center><img src="DZFAP/fap-alex-original.png" class="port"></center>\
<<endif>>\
@@.fan;"Oh, thank goodness,"@@ Mr. Fanucci says, smiling. @@.fan;"I was sure everything was going to be fine, Alex, but I was... a little worried, too."@@
@@.you;"Looks like I'm all good, Mister F,"@@ you say. After a quick look down your pants, you add, @@.you;"Even got my hairs back."@@
Mr. Fanucci claps his hands together. @@.fan;"Oh, good! Oh, I'm so relieved. And don't worry, Alex, I will keep calling and leaving messages for the technician tonight. I'm not going to risk your health and safety. He'll have to do something about that machine and these requests!"@@
@@.you;"Okay, Mister F. I'll see you tomorrow then."@@
Since it's so late, and since you've just missed the last bus for the next two hours, Mr. Fanucci insists you take the scooter home tonight. You say goodbye to Mr. Fanucci then jump on the scooter again to go to your apartment.
[[Time to go home and get some rest.|030 Home]]<center><img src="DZFAP/vroom.png"></center>\
The bus ride home is uneventful and when you get back to your apartment, you find that Brandon and Trish are out.
You mill about the apartment for a while, making yourself a sandwich when you get a little hungry, and watch various television shows.
Night comes and Brandon and Trish still do not show up. Sometime around nine you head to your room and, after a shower and brushing your teeth, you settle into bed.
[[I wonder about that crazy machine...|038 NextMorning]]
<center><img src="DZFAP/zzzz.png"></center>\<<set $strippertips to true>>\
<<set $cheddar += 30>>\
<<set $slutty += 1>>\
He catches the consent in your returned expression and smiles. His finger slides against your upper thigh as he pulls the stocking top away from your leg. He slips the folded bill into the stocking and lets it snap back against your thigh.
@@.you2;"Thank you, sir."@@
@@.nobody;"You're very welcome,"@@ he says.
When you turn to leave he pats you lightly on your naked bum under your skirt.
It's sort of a shock -- but you did have an inkling that would happen. Lina is waving you over with more plates for you so you rush back to take them from her.
@@.lina;"Next table, sweetie,"@@ she says, smiling. @@.lina;"Hurry along now."@@
She also gives you a pat on your ass -- and even a bit of a squeeze too!
She winks as you look up at her and you feel yourself flush from a wonderful combination of feeling both completely embarrassed and excited at the very same time.
By the time you've served all the tables, your stockings are lined with dollar bills and even a couple fives. Sure, there were plenty of playful spanks and cheeky gropes, but Lina seems very pleased with your work and you've certainly made a lot of money for this one delivery.
<<display "060 AfterTips">>\When you wake up, you find that neither Brandon nor Trish are in the apartment. You wonder where they stayed overnight -- or if they came back and left before you got up?
You return to the pizzeria in the morning.
<center><img src="DZFAP/zing.png"></center>\
@@.fan;"Alex! Good. Tell him what you told me,"@@ Mr. Fanucci tells a guy in a button-up and glasses.
@@.tech;"I was just telling Mr. Fanucci that I really can't help. The AI is very complicated and I don't know why or how it's performed these requests. I've checked the ADD App for this machine and, for some reason, it allows requests that we never wrote programming for."@@
Mr. Fanucci shakes his head. @@.fan;"That is serious. You do not understand how your own machine works?"@@
@@.tech;"As I said, the programming is very, very complicated. I doubt anyone one person could understand what's going on in the system -- it takes a large group of people to work with such a complex AI!"@@
Mr. Fanucci frowns at that. @@.fan;"Then we can't have it here! This machine has been taking strange requests. I will not have my drivers put in uncomfortable situations because of it."@@
The technician shrugs.
@@.tech;"Well, that only thing to do, then, is to process your request for a replacement -- or a refund."@@
@@.man;"Wait. I want to try it."@@
You turn and see Mandy has entered the kitchen.
@@.fan;"Mandy! You've come back. It's good to see you!"@@
@@.man;"Mister F, you called and told me someone was here to fix the machine."@@
@@.fan;"I know! I am just happy you've come back."@@
@@.man;"Well, if that thing makes me as pretty as it made Alex before,"@@ Mandy says, pointing to you, @@.man;"then I'll do it."@@
@@.tech;"I didn't see that... but it's possible. I mean, there's no guarantee, but it is technically possible."@@
@@.fan;"We need a delivery order first!"@@
@@.tech;"I'll order for some pizza to be delivered to my office."@@
@@.fan;"Oh, yes! You will love our pizza."@@
[[Just gotta wait while the tech orders his pizza.|039 TechOrder]]<center><img src="DZFAP/ding.png"></center>\
<<set $metmandy eq false>>\
<<set $metmarty eq true>>\
@@.tech;"There it is."@@
Mr. Fanucci looks at the monitor.
@@.fan;"Vegan? I'm sorry, I don't think we make that type of pizza."@@
@@.tech;"The app allowed the order, so the machine can perform it. That's how it works."@@
@@.fan;"Ah! This is good! We can do vegan pizza now."@@
@@.tech;"Okay, Mandy, if you will get in, please?"@@
Mandy nods and walks over to the machine, fists clenched at her sides.
@@.man;"I can do this!"@@ she says.
The door slides open for her and she steps inside. The door quickly shuts behind her.
<center><img src="DZFAP/whrrr.png"></center>\
@@.tech;"There it goes. Fingers crossed."@@
You can see the bright flash through the little window in the door at the side.
@@.you;"That's when it changes you,"@@ you tell them.
<center><img src="DZFAP/ding.png"></center>\
And Mandy emerges out of the tube exit.
Well, not Mandy at all. In fact, the person standing at the end of the tube with a pizza box in his hands is a tall, fit, handsome young man dressed in jeans and a tank-top.
@@.marty;"Whoa. It made me a guy!"@@
@@.you;"But why would it do that? What did you put in for the special request?"@@
@@.tech;"I put in vegan."@@
@@.marty;"Oh <i>GOD DAMMIT NO</i> am I a vegan now?"@@
@@.you;"That was for the pizza, Mandy,"@@ you explain to calm her down. @@.you;"Look, tech guy, you were supposed to put in 'cute girl' or something like that!"@@
@@.tech;"Why?"@@
@@.you;"Because then it changes you to the request!"@@
@@.tech;"Oh! Mr. Fanucci didn't explain that to me. I thought it just... decided for itself somehow."@@
@@.marty;"It looks like it decided for me!"@@
@@.you;"Maybe 'handsome guy' is the default?"@@
@@.marty;"Sexist machine! I told you so!"@@
@@.tech;"I'll put in another order."@@
@@.marty;"No way!"@@ Mandy says, going over to the mirror to look at herself. @@.marty;"I wanna try this out."@@
@@.tech;"You want to stay that way?"@@
@@.marty;"Hell yeah! For a while, anyway. I've gotta at least play with my new penis!"@@
@@.fan;"Mandy..."@@
@@.marty;"No, call me... Marty. Yeah! I'm Marty. Hey, Marty, you stud,"@@ he says in the mirror. @@.marty;"Mmmhmm. I like it! What do you think, Alex? Marty's a good name for me, huh?"@@
[[I'll tell Marty that yes, that's a good name for his new self.|040 GoodChange]]
[[I'll try to convince Mand-- Marty that it would be best if she changed back.|040 BadChange]]@@.you;"Yeah, actually. Marty is a good name for you now."@@
He grins. @@.marty;"It is, right? Thanks, Alex."@@
<<display "041 Continue">>\
@@.you;"I don't think you should stay that way, Mandy..."@@
@@.marty;"Marty! My name is Marty. And I appreciate your concern, Alex, but... I want to try this. I really do."@@
<<display "041 Continue">>\
@@.tech;"I suppose it will work on anyone, then."@@
@@.fan;"It would work on me?"@@
@@.tech;"Yeah, I think so."@@
@@.fan;"I could be a pretty girl?"@@
The technician's eyebrows go up. @@.tech;"I guess? If you want...?"@@
@@.fan;"Oh, no,"@@ Mr. Fanucci says, shaking his head. @@.fan;"My wife would kill me!"@@
@@.marty;"I guess I should deliver this pizza,"@@ Marty tells the technician. @@.marty;"Is anyone at your office?"@@
@@.tech;"You can follow me, I'm going back now. Mr. Fanucci, I'll process your account for a complete refund. They won't argue with giving you your money back after they get my report. Marty, you'll have a couple days to decide on if you want to change back or not, but after the company comes to pick up the machine, there will be no going back. The company will want to quarantine and research this machine."@@
Mr. Fanucci nods. @@.fan;"Yes. Maybe they can make it work for good."@@
@@.tech;"If they can figure it out, this may help people all around the world."@@
The technician looks to Marty and waves for him to follow as he leaves the kitchen.
@@.fan;"That is the end of this craziness for us, Alex."@@
@@.you;"Yeah. I guess you have to get the ovens and cooks back."@@
@@.fan;"I will! And I will never doubt them again. They are slow... but they work hard!"@@ He turns to you and says, @@.fan;"Take the next few days off, Alex. I will call you when I have the ovens and cooks back again!"@@
@@.you;"Okay, Mister F. Thanks."@@
You head out to the bus stop to go home and relax for a couple days.
[[EPILOGUE|042 Luddite]]<div class="porthold">\
<div class="back"><<popup "←Back" "CAST">></div>\
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</div>\<<set $blewpaul to true>>\
<<set $slutty += 2>>\
<<set $blowjobs += 1>>\
@@.you;"Nuh uh,"@@ you say, smirking, @@.you;"I'm gonna make YOU feel good."@@
His eyebrows arch up again and you push him -- well, he lets you push him -- back so that he's sitting on his bed.
Your hands slide up this thighs and take ahold of his belt and you start undoing his buckle. You pull the undone belt off and toss it aside then undo the fly of his jeans.
Paul lets out a breath when you yank his jeans open. Curling your fingers in his boxer-briefs, you tug them down to release his semi-erect cock.
It's large, just as you expected. There's a vein running up the underside of his fat prick all the way to his bulbous pinkish cockhead.
You take in your hand, wrapping your fingers around it, and Paul moans. His cock is stiffening very quickly in your grip.
@@.you;"First time doing this,"@@ you admit to him, looking up at him around his growing erection.
<<if options.showhypno is true>>\
<div class="add"><<popup "Whoa! Wait... I know EVERYTHING about doing this!" "ADD-BLOW">></div>\
<<endif>>\
@@.paul;"You know you don't have to--"@@
His breath catches and he stops talking when you place the flat of your tongue on the underside of his shaft and slowly lick up to his head.
@@.you;"You want me to stop?"@@ you ask, putting on a little pout for him.
He shakes his head.
@@.paul;"No. No no no... hell no!"@@
You let out a giggle. Then you clamp your lips around his cockhead, swirling your tongue in circles on the mushroom tip.
@@.paul;"Ugh!"@@ Paul grunts.
You feel an ooze of pre-cum coat your tongue. It doesn't taste like anything, really, but the sticky-slippery feeling of it is something you've never experienced before -- yet seems very familiar in your memory.
You pull your mouth from his cock and smack your lips. The thick feeling in your mouth doesn't go away... but that's probably all the better for what's coming.
For a moment, you wonder why this kind of thing is coming so easy to you... and why you seem to know exactly what to do next. Sure, you've watched pornos but it's not like you paid that much attention, right?
Was it the machine? Did it somehow give you this skill... knowing what the customer wanted? Knowing, maybe, that this is what you wanted, too...?
Shrugging it off, you brace your hands on Paul's thighs and lean over him. There's work to do. You open your mouth and breath hot breaths down onto his trembling erection.
You look up at him, licking your lips. Paul's whole expression is begging you to continue. His hips lift off the bed, pushing his cock towards your mouth.
You smile. The absolute power you feel at this moment is tingling all through your body -- and your own erection as well, as it strains against the thin fabric of your shorts.
In one smooth motion, you lower your head and accept the full length of Paul's impressive member in your mouth and down into your throat, until your nose is pressed against his ringlets of public hair.
Paul groans loudly. His fingers brush through your hair.
You swallow against him a few times, causing him to twitch and moan, and then languidly pull back to catch your breath, pressing your lips hard around his cock and sliding your tongue alongside the veiny bottom of his shaft.
When you reach the top, you give his tip a smooch and ask coyly, @@.you;"Oh, am I doing it right?"@@
Paul swallows. @@.paul;"Damn right."@@
With that, you engulf Paul's throbbing dick in your hungry mouth and slide your lips down to the hilt again, sucking and swallowing as you go. You draw back, catching your lips at his cockhead, and swallow him down once again.
The sticky warm pre-cum coating your mouth only serves to make your work all the easier -- and, you realize, tastier. A hunger, deep down, surges inside you for his cum. You want it in your mouth. You NEED it in your belly.
Loud slurping sounds and Paul's moans echo around the room as you feverishly spear your throat with his manhood, demanding his cum with every lap of your tongue and smooch of your lips. You use every trick you know -- though you don't know how you know them! -- and soon enough you're rewarded with a hot syrupy spurt of jizz that you immediately gulp down. You fondle and gently squeeze his balls, willing him to give up everything he has.
After a few more swallows, Paul is spent. He starts jerking his post-orgasm over-sensitive dick away from your mouth as you continue suckle his cockhead and lick your tongue against his piss-slit.
@@.paul;"Oh fuck, Alex, hold on..."@@ he groans. @@.paul;"Oh shit... stop stop stop..."@@
With a final slow lick up his veiny shaft, you withdraw. You use your fingers to clean your lips of the mildly salty goo Paul gifted to you and then suck your fingers clean, staring him right in the eyes as he looks down at you.
@@.paul;"Fuck..."@@ Paul says, grinning. @@.paul;"You are just magical, Alex. Absolutely magical."@@
You smile and give him a little shrug.
He falls back into the bed, panting, and you slide up on the bed next to him, throwing your arm over him and nuzzling your head against his shoulder.
@@.you;"Did you like it?"@@
Paul chuckles. @@.paul;"That was the best thing that I have ever experienced in my entire life, Alex."@@
You giggle.
@@.you;"Just wait for the next time, then. I'll do better."@@
@@.paul;"Oh fuck,"@@ Paul says, laughing, @@.paul;"you are going to kill me, Alex."@@
You start to drift off to sleep next to Paul when you hear your phone beep. You slip out of the bed and tug your cell from your shorts. There's a text from Mr. Fanucci: 'Order up Alex!'
@@.you;"I have another delivery,"@@ you tell Paul.
He sighs, gazing at you. @@.paul;"Okay."@@
Paul sits up and scoots to the edge of the bed. He takes his wallet out of his back pocket and picks through a couple bills. He holds out a five dollar bill and a fifty dollar bill between his fingers.
The way he is looking at you suggests that he's trying to see what type of relationship the two of you have.
[[I'll take the five, so he knows the tip is just for the pizza.|042 JustTheTip]]
[[I'll take the fifty, so he knows that he has to pay for this sort of thing.|042 WhoreBoi]]<div class="porthold">\
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</div>\<div class="porthold">\
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</div>\<<set $blewbrandon to true>>\
<<set $sexbrandon to false>>\
<<set $slutty += 1>>\
<<set $blowjobs += 1>>\
@@.you2;"Okay, yeah, I can do that!"@@
Trish claps her hands in front of herself excitedly.
@@.trish;"Oh my gosh this is going to be the BEST! YEEEE!"@@
@@.brandon;"Hey!"@@ Brandon shouts from the hallway. @@.brandon;"Are you bitches starting without me?!"@@
@@.trish;"We're not bitches!"@@ Trish screams back.
@@.brandon;"Sluts?"@@
@@.trish;"NO!"@@
@@.brandon;"Cocksuckers?"@@
Silence hangs in the air for a few long moments.
@@.trish;"Well..."@@ Trish says, shrugging. @@.trish;"One of us is and one of us is ABOUT to be."@@
@@.brandon;"All right!"@@
@@.trish;"Just get in here, stupid."@@
The door opens a moment later. Brandon enters the dimly-lit room and shuts the door behind him.
@@.brandon;"It's dark in here,"@@ he says. @@.brandon;"Should I be scared?"@@
@@.trish;"Yes,"@@ Trish says immediately.
@@.brandon;"Okay. Well, I'm scared. And I have the most cowardly chubby right now."@@
@@.trish;"Come over here and get on the bed."@@
@@.brandon;"Ooh, yes ma'am!"@@
Brandon struts over and flops down on the bed, face-up. You can make out in form in the dim light of the room -- and you can make out the impressive half-hard cock between his legs.
He says, @@.brandon;"Well now I'm starting to get a fearection!"@@
@@.trish;"Just shut up. You ruin everything when you talk."@@
@@.brandon;"Alex thinks it funny. She giggled!"@@
@@.trish;"She was giggling at your mini man-meat."@@
@@.brandon;"It's not mini..."@@ Brandon says, playing being hurt by her comment. He grabs his semi-erect penis and wiggles it about.
Trish groans. @@.trish;"He doesn't deserve us, Alex, but this is what we have to work with."@@
@@.brandon;"So get to work!"@@
@@.trish;"Ugh. Okay. C'mon."@@
Trish guides you over to the edge of the bed with her hand on your back and ushers you up on the bed between Brandon's legs, facing him.
@@.trish;"Well, girl, just put your lips on it and the rest will kind of come naturally. Watch out for your teeth, though. Nothing sexy about teeth on a weiner!"@@
@@.brandon;"Oh man don't even say it, please!"@@
@@.trish;"Teeth on a weiner!"@@
@@.brandon;"Dammit!"@@
Trish laughs. @@.trish;"Well, you'll have your work cut out for you. He's turtling now!"@@
@@.brandon;"Am not!"@@ he says, unconvincingly.
<<if $blewpaul eq true>>\
You lean your head down, approaching Brandon's groin with your mouth. All the strange knowledge you had suddenly experienced moments before sucking off Paul comes rushing back into your mind like fresh memories.
You know how to do this. You know how to do this like a fucking EXPERT.
<<else>>\
You lean your head down, approaching Brandon's groin with your mouth. You begin to wonder how you're going to get this done when suddenly...
<<if options.showhypno is true>>\
<div class="add"><<popup "Whoa! Wait... I know EVERYTHING about doing this!" "ADD-BLOW">></div>\
<<else>>\
You feel as if you know everything there is to know about giving blowjobs! Where did all these new memories in your mind come from...?
<<endif>>\
<<endif>>\
You plant the flat of your tongue at the base of Brandon's half-hard cock and slowly slather the length of it with your saliva until you reach his cockhead. You pop the mushroom tip into your mouth and suck at it.
@@.brandon;"Whoa..."@@ Brandon says, inhaling a sharp breath. @@.brandon;"Nice."@@
@@.trish;"Wow, Alex, you're a natural!"@@
Only moments later, Brandon is fully erect. Still you only tease the head of his pecker with your lips and tongue. You can tell he's frustrated -- but delighted -- by your apparent bashfulness.
You reach over and take Trish's hand.
@@.trish;"It's okay, Alex, you're doing great."@@
Then you place her hand on the back of your head.
@@.trish;"Oh..."@@ she says, with a giggle. @@.trish;"I gotcha, girl."@@
Trish tangles her fist into your hair and starts to slowly push your head downward. You brace your hands on Brandon's thighs and let Trish force you to take the full length of Brandon's cock into your mouth and down your throat.
She holds you into his crotch, feeling you gag and sputter, and finally jerks your head back and frees you to take a long, ragged breath.
You lick at your lips and look over to her out of the corner of your eyes as she's still holding your hair in a fierce grip. She grins.
@@.trish;"You ready?"@@ she asks, smirking.
You give her the slightest nod.
Trish pushes your face back down, shoving Brandon's rock-hard erection straight down into your throat.
@@.brandon;"Fuck!"@@ Brandon groans, clutching at the sheets with his hands. @@.brandon;"Oh fuck..."@@
Trish eases you back off his throbbing cock and then drives you back into it. She starts a slow rhythm, allowing you only quick, panicked breaths before shoving your face back down again.
A furious heat is building between your legs. You can feel just how slick your thighs are becoming by the second.
Trish pulls you up and away, forcing you to arch your back with a yank of your hair. She presses her lips to yours for a messy, passionate kiss.
When she breaks away, you can see her wicked smile in the dim light of the room.
@@.trish;"No offense,"@@ she says, licking her lips, @@.trish;"but you make a MUCH better girl."@@
You feel a smile tremble on your lips. She forces you right back down to Brandon's saliva-covered cock -- but this time she joins you.
The two of you kiss and lick Brandon's stiff rod, fighting with your mouths around his cock.
@@.brandon;"Oh fuck oh fuck oh fuck,"@@ Brandon moans.
With a little nod of her head, Trish gives you the go-ahead to finish him off. You don't hesitate -- you slide the length of him deep into your throat, pressing your nose into his trimmed public hair, and swallow repeatedly against him, coaxing him to deliver his load directly into your belly.
Which he does, groaning loudly and kicking his heels against the bed.
You swallow spurt after spurt, feeling the warmth of his hot seed pulse down your throat and into your stomach.
You don't stop swallowing until he pushes you away from him, wriggling his hips back and gasping for air.
Trish kisses you again and licks an errant dollop of jizz from the corner of your mouth.
@@.trish;"You. Are. Amazing,"@@ she says, giving you another smooch.
@@.brandon;"Holy crap,"@@ Brandon says, gasping for breath, @@.brandon;"I thought I was going to die!"@@
@@.trish;"Die? What the fuck are you talking about, dummy?"@@
Brandon manages to laugh between breaths.
@@.brandon;"I thought I was in heaven."@@
Trish laughs. She pulls you down with her and guides you onto one side of Brandon while she cuddles against him from the other side. She places her hand on Brandon's chest and you take it in your own as you snuggle against him as well.
Brandon lets out a satisfied sigh.
@@.brandon;"This is the best ever,"@@ he says. @@.brandon;"You're my two favorite people and now we're all together."@@
@@.trish;"We're a triple!"@@ Trish says, squeezing your hand.
You squeeze her hand back.
@@.you2;"Yeah,"@@ you say, a feeling of happiness washing over you, @@.you2;"we're a triple."@@
Brandon throws his arms around both of you and pulls you in to rest against him.
You close your eyes and smile.
[[So easy to sleep when I'm feeling so content...|054 WakeUp]]
<center><img src="DZFAP/zzzz.png"></center>\
<<set $blewbrandon to false>>\
<<set $sexbrandon to false>>\
You shake your head.
@@.you2;"No... sorry, I don't think I'm ready for that either."@@
Trish smiles and takes your shoulders in her hands.
@@.trish;"Hey, don't worry about it! Look, how about you just watch us and figure out what you're into? No pressure! I'd love to have you with us -- and I mean that! -- but it won't be any fun unless you're totally comfortable."@@
@@.you2;"Thanks."@@
She leans forward and gives you a quick smooch on the lips.
@@.trish;"Just had to do that before I get Brandon's dick all up in my mouth,"@@ she says, laughing. @@.trish;"Get in here, Brandon!"@@
Brandon strides in the room. @@.brandon;"Whoa, it's dark in here."@@
@@.trish;"Shut up and get on the bed so I can suck your cock."@@
@@.brandon;"Yes, ma'am!"@@ Brandon says with a salute. He bounds across the room and plops face-up onto the bed.
Trish slides up on the bed and straddles Brandon, lining up her head with his groin. She immediately leans over and takes him into her mouth. Slurping sounds fill the room as Trish works eagerly to bring him to full mast.
<<if $blewpaul eq true>>\
You watch as Trish licks and sucks on Brandon's stiff cock. Knowing what you do, you can't help but think you're actually better at it than she is.
<<else>>\
You watch as Trish licks and sucks on Brandon's stiff cock. Something feels... strange...
<<if options.showhypno is true>>\
<div class="add"><<popup "Whoa! Wait... I know EVERYTHING about doing this!" "ADD-BLOW">></div>\
<<else>>\
Suddenly you feel like you know EVERYTHING about giving a blowjob -- and you're pretty sure you'd be able to put Trish's technique to shame.
<<endif>>\
<<endif>>\
Soon enough, Brandon is groaning and wriggling on the bed. Trish redoubles her efforts, bobbing her head up and down on his slick pecker furiously.
Brandon cries out, clutching Trish's hair in his hands and thrusting his hips into her face.
When he finally releases her, she pulls away coughing and snorting and panting. She wipes her mouth with the back of her hand and looks over to you, grinning.
@@.trish;"That's how it's done,"@@ she says, licking her lips. @@.trish;"Of course, he'd be more gentle with you -- unless you were into it being a little rough..."@@
Brandon reaches up and grabs Trish's arm, yanking her down to him so he could mash his mouth against hers. They make-out for a while and then Trish pushes away from him and slides next to him to cuddle against him from the side.
@@.brandon;"Gimme a minute and we'll have the main event,"@@ Brandon says.
@@.trish;"Nah, I'm good, big boy. Let's get some sleep."@@
Brandon gives her a kiss on the forehead and pats the bed next to him while giving you a nod of his head.
You settle down next to Brandon and he wraps his arm around you. Trish takes your hand and holds it resting them both on Brandon's chest.
You close your eyes and smile.
[[It feels so easy to sleep like this...|054 WakeUp]]
<center><img src="DZFAP/zzzz.png"></center>\<div style="text-align:center;min-width:500px;"><img src="DZFAP/add-bendover.gif"></div>\<div style="text-align:center;min-width:500px;"><img src="DZFAP/add-sexymen.gif"></div>\<div style="text-align:center;min-width:500px;"><img src="DZFAP/add-blowjobs.gif"></div>\<<set $martywank to false>>\
<<set $martyblow to false>>\
@@.you2;"No. Sorry, Marty... I'm not comfortable with that idea at all."@@
@@.marty;"Okay. Hey, no problem, Alex. I'm sure I can figure it out myself. And you already gave me some good advice. So, thanks."@@
@@.you2;"You're welcome. It'll... you know, it'll kinda come natural once you start to get the hang of it."@@
He grins.
@@.marty;"I bet! I'm probably going to be doing it all the time once I get good at it."@@
You laugh and say, @@.you2;"There you go. Spoken like a true man."@@
Marty leans down to give you a quick peck on the cheek and then opens the office door for you.
@@.marty;"Really, I mean it, Alex. Thanks."@@
[[I suppose I should see about the delivery order now.|068 PreCheck]]<<if $martywank eq true or $martyblow eq true>>\
@@.fan;"Alex,"@@ Mr. Fanucci says when you get back from cleaning up in the bathroom. @@.fan;"I read the full orders and all the requests, like you asked, and... they are naughty."@@
<<else>>\
@@.fan;"Alex,"@@ Mr. Fanucci says, @@.fan;"I read the full orders and all the requests, like you asked, and... they are naughty."@@
<<endif>>\
@@.you2;"What? What do you mean?"@@
<<if $notgay neq true and $rebeccaoffer eq true>>\
@@.fan;"There are two orders,"@@ he says, frowning, @@.fan;"but both orders have... sexual requests. ORAL sexual requests..."@@
@@.you2;"You're kidding! Mister F, they can't seriously request stuff like that, can they?"@@
@@.fan;"It looks like they can, Alex!"@@ he says, looking shocked himself. @@.fan;"Of course I can cancel the orders. Or you could deliver one of them but, of course, not providing such a naughty request!"@@
@@.you2;"Wait, what is the difference between the two orders?"@@
@@.fan;"The pizzas are different."@@
@@.you2;"Okay, but is there anything else?"@@
@@.fan;"Oh, yes! One is asking for a girl and the other a boy."@@
@@.you2;"But they both want, you know..."@@
He nods. @@.fan;"Yes."@@
@@.you2;"Jeez..."@@
@@.fan;"Alex, both orders asked for you by name,"@@ Mr. Fanucci says. @@.fan;"The delivery requested a girl is from someone named Law -- what a silly name! And the boy one is from someone named Rebecca."@@
@@.you2;"Oh... yeah I kinda know both of those people."@@
@@.fan;"Well, you can only take one, Alex. I will have to have Marty take the other one. They are on opposite sides of town and we need to maintain our quick delivery times!"@@
<<else>>\
@@.fan;"The order has,"@@ he says, frowning, @@.fan;"a sexual request. An ORAL sexual request..."@@
@@.you2;"You're kidding! Mister F, they can't seriously request stuff like that, can they?"@@
@@.fan;"It looks like they can, Alex!"@@ he says, looking shocked himself. @@.fan;"Of course I can cancel the order. Or you could deliver it but, of course, not providing such a naughty request!"@@
@@.fan;"Alex, the order asked for you by name,"@@ Mr. Fanucci says. @@.fan;"The delivery is from someone named Law -- what a silly name!"@@
@@.you2;"Oh... yeah I kinda know that guy."@@
@@.fan;"Well, you have to decide if you will take it, Alex. We need to maintain our quick delivery times!"@@
<<endif>>\
<<if $notgay neq true and $rebeccaoffer eq true>>\
[[I'll make the 'girl' delivery... with full intentions on providing the service for the right price.|069 GoBlow]]
[[I'll make the 'girl' delivery but I will tell the customer we don't provide sexual services.|069 NoBlow]]
[[I'll make the 'boi' delivery... with full intentions on providing the service for the right price.|069 BoiBlow]]
[[I'll make the 'boi' delivery but I will tell the customer we don't provide sexual services.|069 BoiNo]]
[[I will tell Mister F to cancel these orders. There's no way we can allow customers to make such requests!|069 NoGo]]
<<else>>\
[[I'll make the delivery... with full intentions on providing the service for the right price.|069 GoBlow]]
[[I'll make the delivery but I will tell the customer we don't provide sexual services.|069 NoBlow]]
[[I will tell Mister F to cancel these orders. There's no way we can allow customers to make such requests!|069 NoGo]]
<<endif>>\<div id="sideimg">\
<<if $alex eq "guy">>\
<img src="DZFAP/fap-alex-original.png" class="port">\
<<elseif $alex eq "boi">>\
<img src="DZFAP/fap-alex-boi.png" class="port">\
<<elseif $alex eq "girl">>\
<img src="DZFAP/fap-alex-girl.png" class="port">\
<<elseif $alex eq "delivery boi">>\
<img src="DZFAP/fap-alex-boi-delivery.png" class="port">\
<<elseif $alex eq "delivery girl">>\
<img src="DZFAP/fap-alex-girl-delivery.png" class="port">\
<<elseif $alex eq "boi-special">>\
<img src="DZFAP/fap-alex-boi-special.png" class="port">\
<<elseif $alex eq "girl-special">>\
<img src="DZFAP/fap-alex-girl-special.png" class="port">\
<<elseif $alex eq "maid">>\
<img src="DZFAP/fap-alex-girl-maid.png" class="port">\
<<elseif $alex eq "sexy">>\
<img src="DZFAP/fap-alex-girl-sexy.png" class="port">\
<<elseif $alex eq "slutty">>\
<img src="DZFAP/fap-alex-girl-slutty.png" class="port">\
<<elseif $alex eq "girl mezzo">>\
<img src="DZFAP/fap-alex-girl-mezzo.png" class="port">\
<<elseif $alex eq "girl modest">>\
<img src="DZFAP/fap-alex-girl-modest.png" class="port">\
<<elseif $alex eq "boi mezzo">>\
<img src="DZFAP/fap-alex-boi-mezzo.png" class="port">\
<<elseif $alex eq "boi modest">>\
<img src="DZFAP/fap-alex-boi-modest.png" class="port">\
<<elseif $alex eq "boi sexy">>\
<img src="DZFAP/fap-alex-boi-sexy.png" class="port">\
<<elseif $alex eq "boi slutty">>\
<img src="DZFAP/fap-alex-boi-slutty.png" class="port">\
<<elseif $alex eq "boi cosplay">>\
<img src="DZFAP/fap-alex-boi-cosplay.png" class="port">\
<<elseif $alex eq "girl cosplay">>\
<img src="DZFAP/fap-alex-girl-cosplay.png" class="port">\
<<elseif $alex eq "club1">>\
<img src="DZFAP/fap-alex-girl-club1.png" class="port">\
<<elseif $alex eq "club2">>\
<img src="DZFAP/fap-alex-girl-club2.png" class="port">\
<<elseif $alex eq "confidant">>\
<img src="DZFAP/fap-alex-girl-confidant.png" class="port">\
<<elseif $alex eq "towel">>\
<img src="DZFAP/fap-alex-girl-towel.png" class="port">\
<<elseif $alex eq "movies">>\
<img src="DZFAP/fap-alex-boi-movies.png" class="port">\
<<elseif $alex eq "cheerboi">>\
<img src="DZFAP/fap-alex-boi-cheerleader.png" class="port">\
<<elseif $alex eq "cheergirl">>\
<img src="DZFAP/fap-alex-girl-cheerleader.png" class="port">\
<<elseif $alex eq "stripperboi">>\
<img src="DZFAP/fap-alex-boi-stripper.png" class="port">\
<<elseif $alex eq "strippergirl">>\
<img src="DZFAP/fap-alex-girl-stripper.png" class="port">\
<<elseif $alex eq "swimboi">>\
<img src="DZFAP/fap-alex-boi-swimsuit.png" class="port">\
<<elseif $alex eq "swimgirl">>\
<img src="DZFAP/fap-alex-girl-swimsuit.png" class="port">\
<<elseif $alex eq "handyboi">>\
<img src="DZFAP/fap-alex-boi-handy.png" class="port">\
<<elseif $alex eq "handygirl">>\
<img src="DZFAP/fap-alex-girl-handy.png" class="port">\
<<endif>>\
</div>\<center><img src="DZFAP/zing.png"></center>\
By the time you reach the delivery address, you've endured countless catcalls and hoots and hollars and... well, you can't say that you didn't enjoy it.
In fact, you're feeling so hot and flustered when you get off the scooter that you nearly fall right over.
@@.you2;"Whew... such a weird head-rush! But... ooh... I do feel really, really good..."@@
You take a few deep breaths to calm yourself and then pick up the pizza boxes and head up the driveway, your boots making squishy-squeaky sounds as you go.
As you reach the doorway, it swings open and you see Law standing there, grinning.
@@.law;"Alex! Good to see you again, babe!"@@
@@.you2;"Hey, Law,"@@ you say. @@.you2;"Brought your order."@@
He nods. @@.law;"Sweet! And, uh, you know... the app let me put in, you know, a special request..."@@
@@.you2;"Uh huh, I saw that."@@
@@.law;"So...?"@@
You hoist the pizzas at him and he takes them and quickly sets them on a side table.
Sean walks into the foyer where you can see him and then Zander appears, smiling.
@@.zander;"Alex! Hey, girl!"@@ Zander says, stepping up beside Law. @@.zander;"Wow that's... quite an outfit! Wait, did you order pizza, Law?"@@
@@.law;"I did, bro. I hoped Alex would come and, you see, here she is!"@@
@@.zander;"Oh. Cool,"@@ Zander says, nodding. @@.zander;"So... Alex, what's up with the outfit, huh? I mean... you look good but--"@@
@@.law;"I put in for a blowjob,"@@ Law explains, wiggling his phone at Zander.
Zander turns to him, his eyebrows knitted.
@@.zander;"You what?"@@
@@.law;"The app -- on my phone -- for the pizza joint! It recommended that I request a blowjob, bro. And here Alex is to fulfill that request. Right, babe?"@@
@@.zander;"Seriously?"@@
@@.law;"Yeah!"@@
Zander turns back to you, smiling.
@@.zander;"Damn, Alex, I didn't know you were down for that. That's actually really cool of you! I'm all for a girl doing what she wants, you know? Sex positive. That's me."@@
@@.law;"Me too! So, we gonna do this, babe?"@@ Law asks, hooking his thumbs in his shorts and looking at you expectantly.
<<if $willblow eq true>>\
[[Looks like it's time to drop to my knees!|073 PorchBlow]]
[[I've changed my mind... I'm not doing that.|073 NoBlow]]
<<else>>\
[[No way! Time to put this creep in his place!|073 NoBlow]]
[[I wasn't going to do it but... I do know them, after all!|073 PorchBlow]]
<<endif>>\<<set $alex to "guy">>\
You tap the 'Original' button and the monitor makes a sad beep.
The door at the end of the tube opens up to allow you in. You step inside and place your hand over your eyes at the conveyor belt carries you through.
After the flash (that you can still see through your fingers), you exit the tube and find yourself once again returned to your normal self.
<<if options.showmainimg is true>>\
<center><img src="DZFAP/fap-alex-original.png" class="port"></center>\
<<endif>>\
@@.you;"Whew! Finally back to myself again."@@
@@.marty;"If that's what you want,"@@ Marty says, shrugging, @@.marty;"then I'm happy for you, Alex."@@
@@.you;"Thanks, Marty. And I'm happy for you, too."@@
He smiles. @@.marty;"Appreciate that, Alex."@@
@@.you;"It's been a crazy adventure, hasn't it? I don't know if I'm going to get into that machine ever again..."@@
@@.marty;"Oh, you probably will."@@
You laugh. @@.you;"Yeah... I just might."@@
@@.marty;"So, according to the schedule, you're off for the rest of the night. What's your plan now, Alex?"@@
It seems like such a simple question, but you feel like it's a very big decision...
<<if $triple neq false>>\
[[I'll go home and see Trish and Brandon.|099 Triple]]
<<endif>>\
[[I'll do something on my own.|099 Freedom]]You tap the 'Boi' button and the monitor makes happy beep.
@@.marty;"Ha! I knew you liked being a cute twink,"@@ Marty says, giving you a wink. @@.marty;"Hey, no complaints from me. I think that's perfect for you."@@
<<if $alex eq "boi" or $alex eq "delivery boi" or $alex eq "boi sexy" or $alex eq "boi cosplay">>\
@@.you;"You think so?"@@
<<else>>\
@@.you2;"You think so?"@@
<<endif>>\
@@.marty;"Definitely. You make a killer cutie, Alex."@@
The door at the end of the tube opens up to allow you in. You smile as you step inside and place your hand over your eyes at the conveyor belt carries you through.
<center><img src="DZFAP/ding.png"></center>\
<<if $slutty lt 4>>\
<<set $alex to "boi modest">>\
<<else>>\
<<set $alex to "boi mezzo">>\
<<endif>>\
<<if $alex eq "boi modest">>\
When you exit the other side of the tube, you're thankfully no longer in that ridiculous latex getup. In fact, you're in a t-shirt and a pair of pants that you might have worn normally -- well, probably not the t-shirt, as it's quite... pinkish.
<<else>>\
When you exit the other side of the tube, you're thankfully no longer in that ridiculous latex getup. But what you are wearing is really rather... girly.
<<endif>>\
<<if options.showmainimg is true>>\
<<if $alex eq "boi modest">>\
<center><img src="DZFAP/fap-alex-boi-modest.png" class="port"></center>\
<<else>>\
<center><img src="DZFAP/fap-alex-boi-mezzo.png" class="port"></center>\
<<endif>>\
<<endif>>\
<<if $alex eq "boi modest">>\
@@.you;"Well, I guess it's not so bad,"@@ you say as you glance at yourself in the kitchen mirror.
Marty nods in agreement. @@.marty;"Yeah, you're cute. I mean, I've never really been into guys -- especially now -- but hell I might be persuaded to bend my rules a little..."@@
He gives you a wink and laughs.
@@.you;"You really turned into a horndog now that you're a guy,"@@ you say.
@@.marty;"Nah, I don't think I changed, really. I just feel more... me now."@@
@@.you;"I think... I do too."@@
@@.marty;"You look happier. You look great, actually."@@
You feel yourself blushing. @@.you;"Thanks."@@
<<else>>\
@@.you;"Well, it's not exactly... manly... is it?"@@
Marty shakes his head. @@.marty;"Not at all. But the outfit definitely suits you."@@
You frown, wondering if he's making fun of you.
@@.you;"Oh, really?"@@
@@.marty;"Seriously. You're super cute. Hell, I've never been into guys, ya know, but I'd definitely bend my rules for you, Alex."@@
You blush and laugh at the same time -- although it comes out as more of a giggle.
@@.you;"Thanks, I guess."@@
@@.marty;"Hey, just telling the truth. How do you feel?"@@
You consider for a moment, looking at yourself in the kitchen mirror.
@@.you;"I feel good, actually. And these long socks are super comfy,"@@ you say, brushing your fingers over the stockings you're wearing. @@.you;"The shorts could be a bit longer though..."@@
@@.marty;"Nah,"@@ Marty says, shaking his head, @@.you;"they look great on you. Especially from this side."@@
You turn around and throw Marty a playful glare, putting your hands on your hips.
He just smirks and shrugs.
<<endif>>\
@@.marty;"So, according to the schedule, you're off for the rest of the night. What's your plan now, Alex?"@@
It seems like such a simple question, but you feel like it's a very big decision...
<<if $triple neq false>>\
[[I'll go home and see Trish and Brandon.|099 Triple]]
<<endif>>\
<<if $nomorepaul neq true>>\
[[I'll call Paul and see if he wants to hang out.|099 Paul]]
<<endif>>\
<<if $boinkella eq true>>\
[[I'll call Ella to see if she's free to 'play' a little.|097 Ella]]
<<endif>>\
[[I'll stay here with Marty.|099 Marty]]
[[I'll do something on my own.|099 Freedom]]You tap the 'Girl' button and the monitor makes happy beep.
@@.marty;"Yeah!"@@ Marty says. @@.marty;"I knew you'd make the right choice, hotstuff."@@
<<if $alex eq "boi" or $alex eq "delivery boi" or $alex eq "boi sexy" or $alex eq "boi cosplay">>\
@@.you;"Hey,"@@ you say, wagging your finger at him, @@.you;"that doesn't mean you get to call me hotstuff."@@
<<else>>\
@@.you2;"Hey,"@@ you say, wagging your finger at him, @@.you2;"that doesn't mean you get to call me hotstuff."@@
<<endif>>\
Although, if you had to admit it, being called 'hotstuff' feels pretty nice.
The door at the end of the tube opens up to allow you in. You smile as you step inside and place your hand over your eyes at the conveyor belt carries you through.
<center><img src="DZFAP/ding.png"></center>\
<<if $slutty lt 7>>\
<<set $alex to "girl modest">>\
<<else>>\
<<set $alex to "girl mezzo">>\
<<endif>>\
<<if $alex eq "girl modest">>\
When you exit the other side of the tube, you're thankfully no longer in that ridiculous latex getup. In fact, you're in a conservative full-length dress that is plain but still rather pretty.
<<else>>\
When you exit the other side of the tube, you're thankfully no longer in that ridiculous latex getup. But what you are wearing is a little... immodest, you think.
<<endif>>\
<<if options.showmainimg is true>>\
<<if $alex eq "girl modest">>\
<center><img src="DZFAP/fap-alex-girl-modest.png" class="port"></center>\
<<else>>\
<center><img src="DZFAP/fap-alex-girl-mezzo.png" class="port"></center>\
<<endif>>\
<<endif>>\
<<if $alex eq "girl modest">>\
@@.you2;"Well, this is an improvement! My breasts aren't ridiculous anymore, either."@@
Marty says, @@.marty;"You look very pretty, Alex. I like it."@@
You look at yourself in the mirror and run your hands down the fabric of the dress. It's very sort and it feels comfortable in every sense of the word.
@@.you2;"Oh... wow. This is nice!"@@
@@.marty;"It's cute. And I think it suits you."@@
You give Marty a smile.
@@.you2;"Thank you."@@
<<else>>\
@@.you2;"Well, I guess it's an improvement. My breasts aren't ridiculous anymore and I'm covered up... sort of. But you can see my underwear through this knitting..."@@
Marty says, @@.marty;"I think it's sexy. Really sexy."@@
You look at yourself in the mirror and run your hands down the fabric of the sweater-dress. It's very sort and it feels really comfortable.
@@.you2;"I guess it's no so bad,"@@ you admit, smiling a little. @@.you2;"What do you think about these boots, though?"@@
@@.marty;"They're fantastic."@@
You see yourself grin in the mirror and you try to control it, but you only succeed at looking cute and embarrassed. You see your cheeks flushing red, so you turn away and take a breath to calm yourself.
<<endif>>\
@@.marty;"So, according to the schedule, you're off for the rest of the night. What's your plan now, Alex?"@@
It seems like such a simple question, but you feel like it's a very big decision...
<<if $triple neq false>>\
[[I'll go home and see Trish and Brandon.|099 Triple]]
<<endif>>\
<<if $nojack neq true>>\
[[I'll call Jack and see if he wants to have a date.|099 Jack]]
<<endif>>\
<<if $zandercall eq true>>\
[[I'll call Zander to see if he wants to hang out.|099 Zander]]
<<endif>>\
<<if $linadigits eq true>>\
[[I'll call Lina and ask if she'd like to see me.|097 Lina]]
<<endif>>\
<<if $boinkella eq true>>\
[[I'll call Ella to see if she's free to 'play' a little.|097 Ella]]
<<endif>>\
[[I'll stay here with Marty.|099 Marty]]
[[I'll do something on my own.|099 Freedom]]<<set $picked to "triple">>\
<<if $alex eq "guy" or $alex eq "boi modest" or $alex eq "boi mezzo" or $alex eq "boi slutty">>\
@@.you;"I'm going to head home."@@
<<else>>\
@@.you2;"I'm going to head home."@@
<<endif>>\
Marty nods. @@.marty;"Okay. See you tomorrow, Alex!"@@
You take the bus home and Trish greets you with a big hug, squealing in delight. She immediately drags you to the bedroom shouting for Brandon to get his ass into the bedroom pronto.
It should come as no surprise that the three of you spend the rest of the evening doing your best to completely exhaust one another...
[[EPILOGUE|100 Triple]]<<set $picked to "jack">>\
@@.you2;"I think I'll give a friend a call and see if he wants to meet up."@@
Marty nods. @@.marty;"Okay. Have fun, Alex. See you tomorrow!"@@
You step outside into the parking lot and tap 'Call' on Jack's number. He answers, sounding happy to hear from you, and says he'll pick you up.
After about half an hour, Jack pulls into the pizzeria parking lot in his nice sedan. He hops out and opens the passenger door for you to get in.
@@.you2;"Thanks,"@@ you say as he gets back into the driver's side.
<<if $alex neq "slutty">>\
@@.jack;"Of course!"@@ he says, smiling. @@.jack;"You look very nice, by the way. I mean, gorgeous."@@
<<else>>\
@@.jack;"Of course!"@@ he says, smiling. @@.jack;"You look amazing, by the way. I mean, fuck... just incredible!"@@
<<endif>>\
You feel your cheeks heat up and you clasp your hands in your lap.
@@.you2;"Oh. Thank you. You look nice, too."@@
The two of you go to a nice restaurant and spend an hour chatting before you even get around to ordering. Jack seems really smart, and surprisingly funny, and after your second glass of wine you're definitely feeling more than a little ready to snuggle him -- or maybe more!
At the end of dinner he asks if you want to come back to his place for a nightcap and you quickly agree.
After making some drinks for the two of you, Jack sits beside you on his couch. You casually put your hand on his leg as you take a sip of your drink, and once you swallow the warm, tangy alcohol Jack softly presses his mouth to yours.
When he breaks off the kiss, he smiles and leans back, taking your breath with him. After a heavy sigh, you look into his eyes and smile.
How far you take it tonight is up to you...
[[EPILOGUE|100 Jack]]<<set $picked to "zander">>\
@@.you2;"I think I'll give a friend a call and see if he wants to meet up."@@
Marty nods. @@.marty;"Sure. Have fun, Alex. See you tomorrow!"@@
You step outside into the parking lot and tap 'Call' on the contact that Zander made in your phone previously.
@@.zander;"Alex!"@@ he says, picking up on the second ring. @@.zander;"Hey, it's good to hear from you."@@
@@.you2;"Hey, Zander. I was wonder if--"@@
@@.zander;"Hell yeah I want to hang out,"@@ he says. @@.zander;"I'm just finishing up changing the oil in my car -- why don't you text me your address and I'll swing by to pick you up in say, a half hour?"@@
@@.you2;"Okay, sure. I'm just getting off work, though, so I'm at the pizzeria now."@@
@@.zander;"Hey okay cool. I know where it is. Can you wait there for a bit and I'll come by?"@@
@@.you2;"Sure."@@
@@.zander;"Great! See you soon!"@@
@@.you2;"Bye."@@
You disconnect the call and smile. He was obviously excited that you called and he definitely wants to hang out. The idea of a hunky guy like him looking forward to going out somewhere with you makes you feel warm and happy inside.
You go back in to the pizzeria and get a drink to wait for him. He shows up about twenty minutes later, wearing a pair of nice jeans and an ironed button-up. He grins and gives you a big hug.
<<if $alex neq "slutty">>\
@@.zander;"Wow, you look beautiful, Alex. Just absolutely gorgeous."@@
<<else>>\
@@.zander;"Whoa! Alex, is that you? Damn, girl! You look fucking incredible!"@@
<<endif>>\
You try to say thank you, or return the compliment, but you end up only biting your lip because you're suddenly feeling very flustered.
He opens the passenger-side door of his muscle car for you and says, @@.zander;"C'mon, I'm going to take you out for a nice meal for our first date."@@
[[EPILOGUE|100 Zander]]<<set $picked to "marty">>\
<<if $alex eq "boi modest" or $alex eq "boi mezzo" or $alex eq "boi slutty">>\
You smile back at Marty.
@@.you;"Maybe I'll stick around here for a bit... with you."@@
Marty's eyebrows go up.
@@.marty;"You, uh, you really wanna hang out with me?"@@
<<if $martyblow eq true>>\
@@.you;"Sure I do! I don't give blowies to people I don't like, you know."@@
He smiles and rubs the back of his neck.
@@.marty;"Yeah. Um... I did thank you for that, right?"@@
@@.you;"Well, yeah, you did -- but not <i>properly</i>."@@
He chuckles. @@.marty;"Oh, I owe you one, is that it?"@@
You nod, feeling a grin spread across your face.
@@.marty;"Well aren't you just the most adorable little blackmailer ever?"@@
You give him a little shrug and toe the ground with your foot.
@@.marty;"Dammit,"@@ he says, laughing, @@.marty;"you are!"@@
Marty steps forward and grabs your hand to pull you towards the office.
<<if $alex neq "boi slutty">>\
@@.marty;"I am going to suck that grin right off your face!"@@
<<else>>\
@@.marty;"I am going to 'unf' that grin right off your face!"@@
<<endif>>\
@@.you;"That's not going to work!"@@ you say, giggling.
<<elseif $martywank eq true>>\
@@.you;"Sure I do! I don't wank off people I don't like, you know."@@
He smiles and rubs the back of his neck.
@@.marty;"Yeah. Um... I did thank you for that, right?"@@
@@.you;"Well, yeah, you did -- but not <i>properly</i>."@@
He chuckles. @@.marty;"Oh, I owe you one, is that it?"@@
You nod, feeling a grin spread across your face.
@@.marty;"Well aren't you just the most adorable little blackmailer ever?"@@
You give him a little shrug and toe the ground with your foot.
@@.marty;"Dammit,"@@ he says, laughing, @@.marty;"you are!"@@
Marty steps forward and grabs your hand to pull you towards the office.
<<if $alex neq "boi slutty">>\
@@.marty;"I am going to wank that grin right off your face!"@@
<<else>>\
@@.marty;"I am going to 'unf' that grin right off your face!"@@
<<endif>>\
@@.you;"That's not going to work!"@@ you say, giggling.
<<else>>\
@@.you;"Sure I do."@@
@@.marty;"Oh. I just thought, because of earlier--"@@
@@.you;"Maybe I just want to take it slow."@@
He smiles and nods. @@.marty;"Yeah. Okay. I like that. Let's... take it slow."@@
Marty steps up to you and leans down to take your hands in his. You look up at him and he slowly brings his mouth to yours, pressing his lips gently against yours for a soft kiss.
When he straightens back up, he says, @@.marty;"Yeah. I could definitely get into this. Into US, I mean."@@
@@.you;"Yeah?"@@
@@.marty;"Definitely. I mean, you know, I'm hard as a rock right now."@@
You laugh and release his hand to touch your finger against his erection through his jeans.
@@.you;"Wow, you sure are."@@
@@.marty;"Ummhmm. But don't worry -- I'm willing to take this slow. I think... I think we could really be something, the two of us."@@
You smile and give him a hug.
<<endif>>\
<<else>>\
You smile back at Marty.
@@.you2;"Maybe I'll stick around here for a bit... with you."@@
Marty's eyebrows go up.
@@.marty;"You, uh, you really wanna hang out with me?"@@
<<if $martyblow eq true>>\
@@.you2;"Sure I do! I don't give blowies to people I don't like, you know."@@
He smiles and rubs the back of his neck.
@@.marty;"Yeah. Um... I did thank you for that, right?"@@
@@.you2;"Well, yeah, you did -- but not <i>properly</i>."@@
He chuckles. @@.marty;"Oh, I owe you one, is that it?"@@
You nod, feeling a grin spread across your face.
He licks his lips. @@.marty;"Well, lucky for you I have a lot of experience in EXACTLY what you're after."@@
@@.you2;"Ooh, is that right?"@@
Marty steps forward and grabs your hand to pull you towards the office.
@@.marty;"I am going to slurp that grin right off your face!"@@
@@.you2;"That's not going to work!"@@ you say, giggling.
<<elseif $martywank eq true>>\
@@.you2;"Sure I do! I don't give handies to people I don't like, you know."@@
He smiles and rubs the back of his neck.
@@.marty;"Yeah. Um... I did thank you for that, right?"@@
@@.you2;"Well, yeah, you did -- but not <i>properly</i>."@@
He chuckles. @@.marty;"Oh, I owe you one, is that it?"@@
You nod, feeling a grin spread across your face.
He licks his lips. @@.marty;"Well, lucky for you I have a lot of experience in EXACTLY what you're after."@@
@@.you2;"Ooh, is that right?"@@
Marty steps forward and grabs your hand to pull you towards the office.
@@.marty;"I am going to slurp that grin right off your face!"@@
@@.you2;"That's not going to work!"@@ you say, giggling.
<<else>>\
@@.you2;"Sure I do."@@
@@.marty;"Oh. I just thought, because of earlier--"@@
@@.you2;"Maybe I just want to take it slow."@@
He smiles and nods. @@.marty;"Yeah. Okay. I like that. Let's... take it slow."@@
Marty steps up to you and leans down to take your hands in his. You look up at him and he slowly brings his mouth to yours, pressing his lips gently against yours for a soft kiss.
When he straightens back up, he says, @@.marty;"Yeah. I could definitely get into this. Into US, I mean."@@
@@.you2;"Yeah?"@@
@@.marty;"Definitely. I mean, you know, I'm hard as a rock right now."@@
You laugh and release his hand to touch your finger against his erection through his jeans.
@@.you2;"Wow, you sure are."@@
@@.marty;"Ummhmm. But don't worry -- I'm willing to take this slow. I think... I think we could really be something, the two of us."@@
You smile and give him a hug.
<<endif>>\
<<endif>>\
[[EPILOGUE|100 Marty]]<<set $picked to "freedom">>\
<<if $alex eq "guy" or $alex eq "boi modest" or $alex eq "boi mezzo" or $alex eq "boi slutty">>\
@@.you;"I'm going to do whatever I want!"@@
<<else>>\
@@.you2;"I'm going to do whatever I want!"@@
<<endif>>\
Marty laughs. @@.marty;"Well, you can certainly do that! I'll see you tomorrow, Alex."@@
[[EPILOGUE|100 Freedom]]<<set $picked to "paul">>\
@@.you;"I'm going to call a friend and hang out."@@
Marty nods. @@.marty;"Okay, Alex. See you tomorrow!"@@
You walk outside for some privacy and dial up Paul on your phone.
@@.paul;"Alex, good to hear from you!"@@
@@.you;"Hey, Paul. How are you?"@@
<<if $whoreboi eq true>>\
@@.paul;"I'm great, now! So, you want to come over? I can cruise the ATM down the street real fast for, you know, your fee."@@
@@.you;"Sure, that sounds good, Paul."@@
<<else>>\
@@.paul;"I'm great, now! So, you want to come over?"@@
@@.you;"Yeah, I'd like that."@@
<<endif>>\
@@.paul;"Great! Oh, say, you want me to pick you up?"@@
@@.you;"Yeah, that would be great. I'm at the pizzeria now."@@
@@.paul;"Okay, I'm on my way!"@@
@@.you;"Thanks. See you soon, Paul."@@
You click off the call and wait for Paul to come pick you up.
[[EPILOGUE|100 Paul]]<center>''EPILOGUE''</center>\
You spend the next few weeks getting to know Marty as you never got to know Mandy very well. It turns out that he's funny, witty, and actually very smart. And, on top of that, he LOVES to make you feel good.
Now that's he's a man, he's much more confident and outgoing, so it's easy for him to get a job as a junior accountant at a law firm downtown. He moves out of his old apartment and gets a much bigger loft-style flat in the city -- and invites you to move in with him.
You're still considering the offer... but it's very tempting!
<<if $alex eq "boi modest" or $alex eq "boi mezzo" or $alex eq "boi slutty">>\
<center>''Ending A2: Marty's Boi''</center>\
<<else>>\
<center>''Ending A2: Marty's Girl''</center>\
<<endif>>\
<<display "Pizzeria">>\<center>''EPILOGUE''</center>\
<<if $triple eq true>>\
The next couple days are spent getting better acquainted with Trish and the idea of a 'triple' although really it does seem to be about her having two boyfriends -- which is, actually, not a bad deal for you. Brandon has to deal with most of the actual 'girlfriend' stuff, anyway.
<<else>>\
The next couple days are spent playing video games and binge-watching Netflix. You feel relaxed -- if not a little bloated from cheesy poofs -- and you're glad that your life allows for these little vacations from responsibilities.
<<endif>>\
Mr. Fanucci calls you on the third day, asking you to come in for your shift. The ovens and the cooks are back, which happened quite quickly thanks to the company wanting to get the machine out of there, and you find yourself making regular deliveries again.
You're not sure where your life will take you from here, but there's no pressure to decide just yet...
<center>''Ending B1: Neo-Luddite''</center>\<center>''EPILOGUE''</center>\
Most of your off-time during the next few weeks is spent hanging out with Zander and you find that you enjoy every moment. Even when things are quiet between the two of you, it seems you're still enjoying one another's company.
Eventually Zander asks you to be his girlfriend in an exclusive relationship, and you happily agree.
Snuggled up on the couch watching Netflix, you start to wonder when he's actually going to make a move on you.
But then he does: he leans to kiss you, touching his soft lips to your own.
And now you only have to decide how far you want to take it tonight...
<center>''Ending A6: Zander's Girl''</center>\
<<display "Pizzeria">>\<center>''EPILOGUE''</center>\
You spent almost all of your free time in Jack's company and the two of you have proven to be very compatible -- in all senses of the word.
He starts talking about moving out of his apartment and he asks if maybe you'd like to be part of that decision. It'll take him a few months to close on a house, so you have plenty of time to decide.
What you already know, however, is that you're falling in love with Jack and he is falling in love with you.
And the two of you have a amazing life awaiting you both...
<center>''Ending A5: Jack's Girl''</center>\
<<display "Pizzeria">>\<center>''EPILOGUE''</center>\
<<if $alex eq "guy" or $alex eq "boi modest" or $alex eq "boi mezzo" or $alex eq "boi slutty">>\
The next few weeks are spent getting better acquainted the idea of a 'triple' although really it does seem to be about Trish having two boyfriends -- which is, actually, not a bad deal for you. Brandon has to deal with most of the actual 'girlfriend' stuff, anyway, and you mostly just enjoy the sexier parts of the relationship.
<<if $blewbrandon eq false and $sexbrandon eq false>>\
While Trish sometimes hints that you and Brandon might get to know one another more intimately, there's no pressure from anyone to actually seriously entertain the idea. You wonder, though...
<<else>>\
Including, of course, sometimes handing some of the 'girlfriend' stuff for Trish, which you're more than happy to do since you never fail to get off when Brandon does!
<<endif>>\
<<else>>\
The next few weeks are spent getting better acquainted the idea of a 'triple' and, although you suspect Brandon is getting the most fun out of it, there's no denying that both you and Trish are enjoying yourselves immensely.
Plus, Brandon has to do all the 'guy' stuff in the house now, so no more taking out the trash for you!
<<endif>>\
And while you're not sure where your life will take you from here, you have plenty of time to consider your future...
<center>''Ending A1: Tripled-Up''</center>\
<<display "Pizzeria">>\<center>''EPILOGUE''</center>\
You spent a few days getting reaquainted with yourself and enjoying a little solitude. It's been an interesting adventure these last few days, and you want to take the time to decide what it means to you and where you go from here.
The world is wide-open and you have plenty of time to consider your options -- which is important, because now you seem to have a LOT more options!
<center>''Ending A7: Freedom!''</center>\
<<display "Pizzeria">>\<<set $penetratee += 1>>\
<center>''EPILOGUE''</center>\
Paul was delighted with your new outfit when he came by the pizzeria to pick you up. He still made you take off your shoes when you came inside his house -- in fact, he asked you to take off everything! Feeling more than a little excited by the idea, you promptly undressed and he took you to his bedroom, where he placed you on his bed and immediately set about painting your toenails pink.
@@.you;"Careful!"@@ you giggle. @@.you;"You're tickling!"@@
Paul grins but continues at his work. Finally done, he tells you that you have to keep your feet up or you'll smear the polish -- or worse, get it on his bed spread!
@@.you;"How the heck do I do that?"@@ you ask, wiggling your toes in the air.
@@.paul;"I'll help,"@@ he says, sliding up to you on the bed. He grabs your ankles and places them on his shoulders and presses his hips against your bottom.
@@.you;"Um,"@@ you say, laughing, @@.you;"this is a little naughty, isn't it?"@@
@@.paul;"Oh, it's getting there..."@@ he says. From the table he grabs a bottle of what you had thought was nail polish remover but he holds up the bottle for you to see the label: 'Twisted Tingle Loving Lube.'
Your eyes go wide. @@.you;"And just what is that for, mister?"@@
@@.paul;"Ease of entry,"@@ he says, smirking.
He upends the bottle and squeezes it several times, squirting liberal amounts of the slick oily lube all over your crotch and splattering his jeans and bed.
@@.you;"Eww... that kinda feels weird... and look what you did to your bed spread, Paul. It's a mess!"@@
@@.paul;"Eh,"@@ he says with a shrug, tossing the now empty lube bottle over his shoulder.
You can't help but slide your thighs against one another and the delightful slippery feeling quickly gives you an erection.
@@.paul;"Enjoying yourself?"@@ Paul asks, chuckling.
You shrug a bit and admit, @@.you;"A little..."@@
Paul's big hand moves down to your genitals and he gently squishes your silky-slick pecker and balls in his fingers.
@@.you;"Ooooh..."@@
<<if $penetratee lt 1>>\
You give a little jump when you feel him stroke a finger against your bunghole. His thumb gently presses against your virgin asshole.
<<else>>\
You give a little jump when you feel him stroke a finger against your bunghole. His thumb gently presses against your tight little butthole.
<<endif>>\
@@.you;"Paul..."@@ you whisper.
@@.paul;"You ready for this, Alex? I'll be gentle. You'll see."@@
@@.you;"Y-yes..."@@ you say, biting your lip.
He smiles and his thumb presses against your asshole harder. You shift you legs thighs apart and arch your back and--
<center><img src="DZFAP/oooh.png"></center>\
Paul's thumb breaches your little pink starfish. You squirm a little at the sensation but it's definitely... rather pleasant.
@@.paul;"Does that feel good?"@@ he asks.
You give him a little nod, still biting your lip. He presses his lubed-up thumb further inside you and you throw your head back against the bed, mouth hanging open, and moan.
@@.you;"OOOhh..."@@
Slowly Paul works his thumb deeper and deeper into you, holding your hip steady with his other hand, as you squirm and mewl.
After a minute of this, he says, @@.paul;"Looks like you're good and wet now, babe."@@
@@.you;"Mmmhmm."@@
You hear a zipper and look down between your legs as Paul releases his erect cock from his pants. He mashes it against your groin, lubing himself up by rubbing his throbbing rod all over your crotch. Your view of his larger cock pushing around your smaller erection makes you feel a little embarassed but the sensations are admittedly very thrilling.
Paul lines up his cockhead with your asshole and tenderly prods against it, willing you to open for him.
@@.paul;"Just relax, sweetie. Take deep breaths,"@@ he advises.
You try to do as he says but the idea of being impaled by his rather beastly boner is kind of scary. He strokes his fingers on your thighs and kisses the bottoms of your feet and patiently waits for you to loosen up.
And then the head of his cock slips into you, causing your toes to curl and your fingers to clutch at his bedsheets.
@@.you;"Ugh! Oh oooh... okay... oooh..."@@
@@.paul;"Mmm,"@@ he says, still caressing your body with his hands. @@.paul;"That feels nice, doesn't it?"@@
You bite your lip and give him a little nod. He slowly presses his erection inside of you. You groan and arch your back. Prickling heat ripples through your ass and stomach as you are gradually invaded by Paul's cock. Deeper and deeper he sinks himself into you, filling an emptiness that you never knew you had.
<<if $penetratee lt 1>>\
There's an irritating burning sensation but it's very quickly fading. You wonder if the machine prepared you for this somehow, since you're sure you've heard first time anal sex can be painful. But this is certainly not an unpleasant feeling...
<<else>>\
The slight burning sensation you felt before makes a return, but fades away much more quickly. Soon all you feel is a delightful tingle and the weird, but certainly not unpleasant, feeling of being penetrated.
<<endif>>\
Then his cockhead bumps just the right spot and you gasp and shiver.
<center><img src="DZFAP/oooh.png"></center>\
@@.you;"HHHNNGGGGGG!"@@
Paul lets out a soft chuckle. @@.paul;"Oh! I think I found your button, cutie,"@@ he says.
He withdraws very slightly and then once, twice, three times more nudges his throbbing knob against the same spot, each time causing you to moan and tremble. You want to reach up and stroke yourself but you don't think you can untangle your fists from the bedsheets.
As it turns out, it doesn't matter: two more little prods against that sweet spot inside you compels your balls to clench up and forcibly expel their load up your shaft and out of your piss-slit and all over your stomach. You groan through clenched teeth as an orgasm is seemingly forced both into you and from you as your jizz spurts and dribbles out of your trembling penis.
It takes you a moment to catch your breath. You look up at Paul, a little embarrassed that you've cum already. He just grins and bumps past your button again, causing you to let out a girly squeal as he sinks his cock inside you down to the hilt.
Now completely nested in your ass, Paul leans down to mash his soft lips against yours and lick at your tongue before starting to pull back out again. Then slowly back in again. And out, and in, until he's properly fucking you at an easy but purposeful pace.
Your dick doesn't even have time to get soft before you're fully erect once more.
Paul is driving for his orgasm now but soon you're close again as well. You can feel it coming on, fast and strong.
@@.you;"Cum in me,"@@ you whisper to Paul, licking your lips.
This seems to be all the encouragement he needs. He thrusts himself into you vigorously, causing you to involuntarily emit little squeaks and soft moans. He suddenly stops and braces against you, his thick fingers squeezing into your fleshy thighs. He groans as he unloads inside you and you shiver and squeal as another orgasm overtakes you.
After a few moments to catch his breath, Paul slips his softening cock out of your tingling asshole.
@@.you;"Oh no!"@@ you yelp, clapping your hand over your butthole.
He gives you a questioning look and you explain, more than a little embarrassed, @@.you;"I'm... leaking."@@
Paul laughs and leans over you to give you a soft, passionate kiss. Then he scoops you up in his burly arms and carries you to his bathroom. He starts the shower and makes sure it's warm enough and then places you inside. Paul quickly undresses, throwing his clothes on the bathroom counter, and joins you in the shower.
The warm water feels great. Paul steps up behind you to hug you against him. He gives you a kiss on the top of your head and then grabs some bodywash and starts to lather you up.
You giggle. @@.you;"Are you going to wash me?"@@
@@.paul;"I'm going to take care of you,"@@ he says. @@.paul;"I want to take care of you."@@
You turn around in his arms to face him and he looks down at you. His eyes glitter with genuine affection. You smile at him and he smiles back.
@@.you;"I'd like that."@@
<center>''Ending A3: Paul's Boi''</center>\
<<display "Pizzeria">>\<<set $willblow to true>>\
<<set $slutty += 1>>\
@@.you2;"It's fine, I'll make the boy delivery."@@
Mr. Fanucci nods. @@.fan;"Good. Thank you once again, Alex!"@@
@@.marty;"Accepted that kinda quick, hmm?"@@ Marty asks, smirking. To Mr. Fanucci, he says, @@.marty;"Don't worry about Alex, Mister F. She can definitely handle herself."@@
You're not sure if that was a compliment, but Marty doesn't seem to mean anything bad by it.
@@.you2;"Well, here we go again!"@@
[[I need to get into the ADD machine again for this delivery.|070 GetInBoi]]<<set $willblow to false>>\
@@.you2;"Fine, I'll make the boy delivery, but I'm going to tell this customer we don't do that sort of thing here!"@@
Mr. Fanucci nods. @@.fan;"Yes, you tell them, Alex. If they give you any trouble, I will get the police involved!"@@
@@.marty;"Okay, calm down, Mister F. If you call the cops then you might have to explain the machine and the company might find out about it."@@
@@.fan;"Oh. Yes, you are right, Marty. We will have to handle this on our own. But if they give you any trouble, Alex, we will handle them! I promise!"@@
Marty laughs. @@.marty;"Whoa, don't get all worked up, Mister F. You'll have a heart attack!"@@ He shoots you a wink and adds, @@.marty;"Don't worry about Alex, Mister F. She can definitely handle herself."@@
You're not sure if that was a compliment, but Marty doesn't seem to mean anything bad by it.
@@.you2;"Okay. Well, here we go again!"@@
[[I need to get into the ADD machine again for this delivery.|070 GetInBoi]]<<set $alex to 'boi sexy'>>\
You step inside, now very familiar with the operation of the machine. You clamp your eyes shut as the conveyor belt starts to move you to the other end and, once the flash is over, you take a look at yourself.
@@.you;"Oh, come on!"@@
<center><img src="DZFAP/ding.png"></center>\
You get out of the machine and set the pizza boxes on a nearby counter. You turn and look at Marty, who is wide-eyed and slack-jawed.
@@.you;"Yep. This is what happened!"@@
You glance at yourself in the mirror. What you have on is latex -- and it isn't much at all. A pair of very tight boyshorts squeeze your hips and a bra-like halter covers your top. You have strappy sleeves on your forearms and shiny latex boots on your feet. Atop your head: a headband with rabbit ears attached.
<<if options.showmainimg is true>>\
<center><img src="DZFAP/fap-alex-boi-sexy.png" class="port"></center>\
<<endif>>\
@@.fan;"Alex, that is very inappropriate."@@
@@.you;"I LOOK like I DO give blowjobs now!"@@
@@.fan;"Very, very inappropriate."@@
@@.you;"Everything is so tight!"@@
Marty laughs. @@.marty;"Yeah, Alex, that outfit looks painted on."@@
@@.you;"I just look so SLUTTY!"@@
@@.fan;"Please don't say slutty, Alex."@@
@@.marty;"Still, Alex... I mean... you're super fuckin' cute."@@
@@.fan;"Marty, language please!"@@
@@.marty;"But look at him, Mister F! He's a little bunny sex machine."@@
Mr. Fanucci looks you over and nods.
@@.fan;"I have not heard that expression. But, Alex, it is true... you look like you are made for sex."@@
@@.you;"Hey, don't say stuff like that!"@@
Although, you would have to admit, you do feel a little flushed from them gawking at you.
@@.marty;"I'd bet you couldn't find a guy in this whole town who wouldn't be down for a romp with you, Alex -- I don't care how straight they think they are."@@
@@.you;"Jeez don't say things like that..."@@
@@.fan;"I would not bet against that,"@@ Mr. Fanucci says, @@.fan;"but if you are not comfortable, Alex, you do not have to take this delivery!"@@
@@.marty;"Alex, I can take the order for you if you want. Okay? But uh... gotta say, you're in for a hell of a tip if you show up like that from the customer request."@@
@@.you;"I dunno..."@@
@@.marty;"Well, I could take the delivery for you,"@@ he says, smirking, @@.marty;"but maybe you'd owe me a favor for it?"@@
@@.you;"Hey!"@@
@@.fan;"Marty, that is not nice."@@
He holds his hands up. @@.marty;"Okay okay okay, I was just teasing! I'll do for you, no strings attached. Okay?"@@
[[I'll take the delivery myself.|071 BoiDeliver]]
[[I'll let Marty take the delivery for me.|071 Decline]]<<set $slutty += 1>>\
@@.you;"No, It's my order. I said I'd do it, so I'll do it."@@
Mr. Fanucci smiles. @@.fan;"You are a very hard worker, Alex. I am glad I hired you!"@@
@@.marty;"I bet we'll see just how hard he works,"@@ Marty says with a smirk.
@@.you;"Hey!"@@
@@.fan;"Marty, that was rude."@@
Marty's shoulders slump.
@@.marty;"Yeah, you guys are right. I don't know what came over me. It's like... I can't control the stuff I'm saying!"@@
You can't help but laugh at that.
@@.you;"Yeah, well, that's being a guy for you."@@
Mr. Fanucci nods at your comment. @@.fan;"It is true,"@@ he says. @@.fan;"I, too, said rude things when I was younger!"@@
@@.marty;"Like, you'd say something about that fantastic ass of his, right?"@@
He nods. @@.fan;"Yes. I would probably have said something about his tight, round bottom."@@
@@.you;"Guys!"@@
@@.marty;"Sorry."@@
@@.you;"Just, don't talk about my ass -- at least not while I'm right here, okay?"@@
@@.fan;"Yes,"@@ Mr. Fanucci says, @@.fan;"we will talk about your buttocks when you are gone."@@
Knowing you're not going to get anywhere with these two dressed as you are, you grab the order from the counter and head out to the scooter.
[[Take the scooter to the delivery address.|072 BoiDelivery]]<center><img src="DZFAP/zing.png"></center>\
You zip through traffic on the scooter to the delivery address. The rabbit-earred headband you're wearing miraculously stays in place, though the ears do flap around a bit, garnering even more attention than you would in this rather lewd outfit.
After again enduring numerous wolf-whistles -- and admittedly even throwing a wink back at some of the more attractive cat-callers -- you arrive at the delivery address and squeal to a stop at the curb.
<center><img src="DZFAP/errt.png"></center>\
You grab the pizza boxes from the back of the scooter and hurry up the driveway, the latex of your outfit emitting squishy-squeaks as you go and your rabbit ears bouncing playfully on your head.
A single press of the doorbell button with your manicured finger is all it takes for the door to immediately swing open.
@@.rebecca;"Alex!"@@ Rebecca says, nearly squealing out your name. She claps her hands together and grins. @@.rebecca;"So so so so SO glad you came. Thank you SO much!"@@
You feel yourself blush and you dig the toe of your shiny boot into her doormat.
@@.you;"Yeah... you know, of course I came!"@@
@@.rebecca;"You are SO sweet,"@@ she says, taking the pizza boxes from you and waving for you to come inside. @@.rebecca;"Oh my goodness that outfit is perfect! Oh I'm so excited! Oh, shhh shhh shhh he's home but he's in his office right now. Come in, come in."@@
<<if $willblow eq true>>\
[[Guess I should follow her in then!|073 GoInside]]
[[I've changed my mind... I'm not doing this...|073 Bail]]
<<else>>\
[[I never agreed to this, I just wanted to deliver the pizza!|073 Bail]]
[[I wasn't going to do it but... she's excited and... I'm a little excited too!|073 GoInside]]
<<endif>>\<<set $exclusive to false>>\
<<set $blowjobs += 2>>\
<<set $slutty += 2>>\
You sink to your knees on the welcome mat of the porch, glad that your latex boots provide a little padding as well.
Law immediately flips the band of his shorts down, revealing a long but somewhat thin semi-erection and a pair of surprisingly large balls. He steps up and wiggles the tip at your lips.
You open your mouth wide, lolling your tongue out, and look up at him as he slides his pecker into your mouth. You take it to the hilt, feeling it tickle the back of your throat -- but you're a professional now and you successfully fight against gagging.
@@.zander;"Damn,"@@ Zander says, grinning. @@.zander;"I definitely got next."@@
@@.you2;"Ummmhmmm,"@@ you say around Law's dick, certain that you want to see what Zander's packing.
You place your hands behind Law's thighs and pull him to you so you can bob your head back and forth on his now completely stiff cock. He puts his hands behind his head and leans his hips into you, smirking.
@@.law;"Oh wow that's nice!"@@
Pre-cum coats your mouth as Law's breathing becomes more ragged. He drops his arms and brushes his fingers through your hair. You know he's getting close when he starts to clutch your hair in his hands, ready to force you to swallow his load.
Not that he'd have to bother doing that... but it is hot!
As expected, Law balls your hair in his fists and jams his crotch in your face, spewing several warm spurts of jizz directly down your throat and into your stomach.
After whimpering for a few moments, Law releases you. You draw back, letting your tongue slide under his shaft and puckering your lips at the end to suck some tardy cum off his dickhead.
You lick your lips and smile.
@@.law;"Whoa, babe, you're amazing!"@@ he says, giving you a little pat on the head.
@@.zander;"I'm up! Right?"@@ Zander asks you.
You nod, smiling at him.
He extends his hand and helps you to your feet.
@@.zander;"Come in, Alex. Let's both get comfortable for this, yeah?"@@
You let Zander lead you inside to the living room, where he plops down on the couch lengthwise and tugs his shorts off and kicks them away. You climb up on the couch and straddle him, running your hands down his muscled chest and prominent abs.
His cock is big and beefy and looks absolutely massive in your hand. You drop your head down to take the tip into your mouth and swirl your tongue over the head of his penis.
@@.zander;"Oh, yeah, babe. Nice..."@@
You slide the length of him into your mouth, willing the throbbing beast down your throat. You have to draw back several times and try again and again, but he sure as hell doesn't seem to mind. By the time you've succeeded in getting your lips all the way down to his curly pubes, he's clutching at the fabric of the couch and moaning appreciatively.
Sean is standing to the side of the couch, wide-eyed and slack-jawed. Gay or not, you figure, nobody minds a handjob. You reach up and curl your fingers in his shorts to pull him closer, then quickly undo his fly to release his thick, stubby erection.
You pump Sean with your hand while bouncing your head up and down in Zander's lap. Sean is concentrating on Zander's body -- especially his beasty cock -- but his pecker is definitely responsive in your hand.
In fact, Sean blows his load before Zander -- thankfully using his own hands to shield you from being splattered with his semen.
Zander finishes moments later, his thick salty jizm filling your mouth almost faster than you can gulp it down. He shudders and groans as you finish him off and runs his fingers through your hair.
You sit back up after giving Zander's impressive package your patented long final lick along the underside of the shaft.
@@.zander;"You are really something else, Alex,"@@ he says breathily.
@@.you2;"I sure as hell am,"@@ you say, grinning.
You clambor off the couch and wipe your mouth and lick your fingers.
@@.you2;"I gotta get back to work,"@@ you say with a little pout.
@@.law;"Oh, yeah. I got your money,"@@ Law says, running to the kitchen and back for his velcro wallet. He takes out a hundred dollar bill and hands it to you. @@.law;"That's good, right?"@@
<<if $whoreboi eq true>>\
@@.you2;"Yep, that'll cover it."@@
@@.law;"Awesome. We'll be calling again soon, babe."@@
<<else>>\
@@.you2;"That's a lot of money for--"@@
@@.law;"No way, babe! You take it. Don't think of it like, payment, think of it like a tip. We'll be calling again soon!"@@
<<endif>>\
@@.you2;"Great, that'll be good for Mister F! Thank you, Law."@@
He smiles and nods. You wave as you head back to the scooter.
[[Time to get back to the pizzeria again!|075 Pizzeria]]@@.you2;"Guys, I deliver pizza. I'm not a call-in hooker. I mean, I look like one, but..."@@
Zander nudges Law on the shoulder.
@@.zander;"Yeah, bro, c'mon. You can't treat Alex like that. She even came out here to deliver your pizza after you put that crazy request on there."@@
Law frowns but shrugs.
@@.law;"Hey, it's not all my fault -- why'd the app suggest it, then? Really, Alex, I didn't mean any offense. But you should really get someone to look at that crazy app."@@
You nod. @@.you2;"Yeah. I need to talk to Mister F about it. It did put me in this outfit, after all..."@@
@@.zander;"Really? You had to wear that? I mean, it's really sexy but if you're not comfortable -- sounds like a bad job, Alex."@@
@@.you2;"Actually Mister F is really nice it's just this crazy machine."@@
Law holds out the signed slip for the pizza.
@@.law;"Here you go, Alex. Sorry about... you know."@@
@@.you2;"No problem. Enjoy your pizza, guys."@@
They nod and shut the door as you start back down the driveway.
[[Time to get back to the pizzeria.|074 Pizzeria]]<center><img src="DZFAP/zing.png"></center>\
You have to endure more catcalls and whistles but you're back at the pizzeria before long at all. You hurry in and meet Marty in the kitchen.
@@.you2;"Hey, Marty. Well, that was an interesting one... but I made sure those guys know not to make those sorts of requests."@@
@@.marty;"Cool. Well, Alex, you can change back, but..."@@
@@.you2;"But what?"@@
@@.marty;"But it wants to know what you want to change back into."@@
@@.you2;"Huh?"@@
@@.marty;"The monitor has options you need to choose from."@@
@@.you2;"It wants me to pick?"@@
He shrugs. @@.marty;"Seems that way. So... what do you think? I mean, if you want my opinion, you should definitely stay a girl."@@
You cross your arms and throw a pout at him.
@@.you2;"Because that's what you want, right?"@@
@@.marty;"Not gonna lie about it,"@@ he says, smiling, @@.marty;"that's exactly why. You make for an okay guy, I guess, but you make for an absolutely stunning girl. You know it's true."@@
While you're not sure you agree, you're glad that at least he's honest about his reasons.
You step up to the monitor and eye your choices.
[[I'll press the 'Original' button.|072 Guy]]
<<if $notgay neq true>>\
[[I'll press the 'Boi' button.|072 Boi]]
<<endif>>\
[[I'll press the 'Girl' button.|072 Girl]]<<set $blowjobs += 1>>\
<<set $slutty += 2>>\
You follow Rebecca inside and through her livingroom -- which is dimly lit with candles placed around the room -- and into her kitchen. She sets the pizzas on the counter and turns to you.
@@.rebecca;"Okay, so here's my plan: I'm going to lure him out into the livingroom where I've made it all romantic. After a bit I'll signal you to come out. Hmm... how should I do that?"@@
@@.you;"Um, you could just say my name, right?"@@
She smiles. @@.rebecca;"Oh yeah! That's great. I like it! I'll say it like 'ohhh Alex!' and then you come out in that PERFECT outfit and... oh he's going to be SO surprised."@@
@@.you;"GOOD surprised, right?"@@
She grins and nods.
@@.rebecca;"Very very VERY good surprised. I promise."@@
@@.you;"Okay,"@@ you say, smiling and nodding.
For a second she frowns, then asks, @@.rebecca;"And the, um, app... let me request, you know..."@@
@@.you;"Uh huh. I saw that."@@
@@.rebecca;"And you're... okay with it?"@@
<<if $blowjobs gt 10>>\
@@.you;"Okay with it?"@@ you say, giggling. @@.you;"Girl, I'm AMAZING at it!"@@ you say, winking.
She claps her hands together again, grinning.
@@.rebecca;"Oh! I just can't believe how perfect this all is!"@@
<<elseif $blowjobs gt 1>>\
@@.you;"Well, it's not my first time..."@@
She claps her hands together again, grinning.
@@.rebecca;"Oh! That's great!"@@
<<else>>\
@@.you;"Yeah. I mean... I'll try it!"@@
@@.rebecca;"Oh? He'll be your first... oh! That's great, Alex! Thank you!"@@
<<endif>>\
Rebecca pats you on the shoulder and slinks off to get Roy. You stand in the kitchen, feeling a little nervous -- and excited.
@@.rebecca;"Oh, come on,"@@ you hear Rebecca say.
Heavy footsteps contrast the light scuffs of Rebecca's boots on the carpet.
@@.roy;"Aw, babe. You did this? This is really sweet."@@
@@.rebecca;"That's not all,"@@ she says, giggling.
You hear what sounds like them settling into the couch and then some jazzy, romantic music echoes from the livingroom.
@@.roy;"Oh,"@@ he says, chuckling, @@.roy;"babe if we're gonna do what I think we're gonna do why don't we go to the bedroom?"@@
@@.rebecca;"Because Alex isn't in the bedroom, silly,"@@ she says, giggling some more.
@@.roy;"Huh?"@@
@@.rebecca;"Ohhhh Alex!"@@ she calls out.
You take a deep breath and then saunter into the livingroom, throwing a bit of hip in your step. The moment Roy sees you his eyes go wide.
@@.rebecca;"Happy birthday, baby,"@@ Rebecca says, kissing him on the cheek.
Roy sits stunned as you make your way into the room and stand in front of the couch. You put your hand on your cocked hip and twiddle your fingers in a wave at him with your other hand.
@@.you;"Hiya,"@@ you say, winking at him.
@@.roy;"OOH..."@@ he says, looking you up and down. @@.roy;"Alex... from the pizza joint."@@
@@.you;"Yep!"@@
@@.roy;"Damn,"@@ he says, @@.roy;"you, uh... you're even cuter than I remember."@@
@@.you;"Aww! Thank you."@@
Rebecca waves you forward so you step up between Roy's legs, pushing his feet wide apart with your shiny boots, and you sink to your knees in front of him.
You would have thought it impossible, but his eyes go even wider.
@@.roy;"Oh..."@@
You run your hands up his thighs and start undoing his fly while Rebecca unbuckles his belt. You jerk his pants down, revealing his boxer-briefs, and Rebecca pushes those down, revealing his quickly hardening monster cock.
@@.you;"Whoa,"@@ you say, looking up at him.
Rebecca giggles. @@.rebecca;"See what I have to deal with, Alex?"@@
@@.you;"Well,"@@ you say, licking your lips, @@.you;"I do like a challenge!"@@
Roy shifts back on the couch as you lean forward and brace your arms on his thighs. You bring your mouth really close to his thick dick but only exhale your hot breath on it as you watch it come to full mast.
Roy swallows, still apparently stunned that this is about to happen.
The moment your tongue just barely touches the big vein running on the underside his shaft, Roy's whole body shivers. He lets out a sharp breath and digs his fingers into the couch cushions.
@@.rebecca;"Sorry, Alex, I don't think he's going to last long in that hot little mouth of yours,"@@ Rebecca says, laughing.
@@.you;"He's a big boy,"@@ you say, giving his throbbing rod another lick. @@.you;"I think he'll try real hard to enjoy it."@@
@@.rebecca;"Ummhmm, and so will I."@@
Rebecca takes the base of Roy's cock in her fingers and places her other hand at the back of your head, guiding your mouth onto to the rock-hard monster.
As soon as you have the tip in your mouth, Roy shivers again and grunts.
@@.roy;"Oh shit..."@@
<<if $blowjobs lt 1>>\
There's that strange feeling again...
<<if options.showhypno is true>>\
<div class="add"><<popup "Whoa! Wait... I know EVERYTHING about doing this!" "ADD-BLOW">></div>\
<<else>>\
You suddenly feel like you know EVERYTHING about giving blowjobs!
<<endif>>\
<<endif>>\
You sink your head down into Roy's lap, simultaneously sinking his thick cock down into your throat, and he moans appreciatively.
@@.rebecca;"You like that, baby?"@@ Rebecca asks him.
@@.roy;"Fuck yeah,"@@ he says, looking right into your eyes as you look up at him. @@.roy;"Oh fuck you are amazing, Alex."@@
@@.you;"Hmmhmmfff."@@
You slide your mouth off of him with a 'PWAPPFF!' sound and reposition yourself even closer to him. Once again your take his throbbing rod into your hot, wet mouth and start pumping your head up and down on it. You use your hands to fondle and gently squeeze his balls.
@@.roy;"OH FUCK YES!"@@
Rebecca giggles and kisses him passionately on the neck. She slips her hand up his shirt and you can see her tweaking his nipple in her fingers through the thin fabric.
@@.roy;"UNHGGG!"@@ Roy groans, squeezing his eyes shut.
You're suprised by the first shot of thick, hot cum in your mouth but you dutifully swallow it down, followed by several more spurts. Roy groans and writhes the whole time while you finish him off, and you, feeling an powerful rush of control and desire, feel your own dick bubble out jizz into your latex shorts, causing you to squirm and moan into Roy's cock.
Once he's spent, you slowly slip him from your mouth and lick your lips. Your own cock feels hot and smushy in your shorts but it's an oddly pleasant feeling.
You take a moment to catch your breath, smirking up at Roy and giving a wink to Rebecca.
@@.rebecca;"How was that, baby?"@@
After a deep breath, Roy says, @@.roy;"Perfect, babe. That was absolutely perfect."@@
@@.rebecca;"Mmmhmm. Maybe we should order pizza again soon, hmm?"@@
Roy licks his lips and nods, smiling at you.
You stand up and make sure your lips are free of cum with your fingers, then lick them off as well.
@@.you;"Well, I should be getting back!"@@
@@.rebecca;"Thank you SO much for coming, Alex."@@
@@.you;"My pleasure,"@@ you say, quite truthfully.
Rebecca gets up and walks you to the foyer. She presses a hundred dollar bill into your hand and gives you a smooch on the cheek.
@@.rebecca;"Is that... good?"@@
<<if $whoreboi eq true>>\
@@.you;"Yep, that'll cover it."@@
@@.rebecca;"Great! You were AMAZING, Alex. We will definitely be calling again soon!"@@
<<else>>\
@@.you;"That's a lot of money for--"@@
@@.rebecca;"Oh no no I won't hear it! You deserve it, Alex. You were AMAZING. And yes we will definitely be calling again soon!"@@
<<endif>>\
@@.you;"Awesome. That'll be great for Mister F. Thanks, Rebecca."@@
She smiles and gives you another kiss on the cheek and opens the door for you.
You wave as you head back to the scooter.
[[Time to get back to the pizzeria again!|076 Pizzeria]]@@.you;"Rebecca, I'm sorry, I just wanted to deliver the pizza."@@
Her eyebrows go up. @@.rebecca;"Oh. Oh, Alex! Oh, I'm SO sorry. I should have asked... of course you were going to deliver it either way. Silly me!"@@
@@.you;"Sorry. I know that you were excited--"@@
@@.rebecca;"Oh, no! Don't worry about it. I'm excitable, that's all! Really. Here, let me just sign for these."@@
Rebecca signs the delivery slip and hands it back to you.
@@.rebecca;"Here you go, Alex."@@
@@.you;"Thanks. And I am sorry--"@@
She waves your apology off.
@@.rebecca;"Don't you worry your pretty little head about it, sweetie! I made other plans just in case. It's completely fine, I promise!"@@
@@.you;"Okay. Thank you!"@@
She gives you a smile and a nod and closes the door.
You head back down the driveway to the scooter.
[[Time to get back to the pizzeria.|074 Pizzeria]]<<set $cheddar += 100>>\
<center><img src="DZFAP/zing.png"></center>\
You walk into the pizzaria through the employee door and see Marty waiting for you in the kitchen.
@@.you2;"Hey, Marty."@@
@@.marty;"Heya, hot Alex. How'd your delivery go?"@@
@@.you2;"Went really well actually!"@@
@@.marty;"Awesome. Well, you can change back, but..."@@
@@.you2;"But what?"@@
@@.marty;"But it wants to know what you want to change back into."@@
@@.you2;"Huh?"@@
@@.marty;"The monitor has options you need to choose from."@@
@@.you2;"It wants me to pick?"@@
He shrugs. @@.marty;"Seems that way. So... what do you think? I mean, if you want my opinion, you should definitely stay a girl."@@
You cross your arms and throw a pout at him.
@@.you2;"Because that's what you want, right?"@@
@@.marty;"Not gonna lie about it,"@@ he says, smiling, @@.marty;"that's exactly why. You make for an okay guy, I guess, but you make for an absolutely stunning girl. You know it's true."@@
While you're not sure you agree, you're glad that at least he's honest about his reasons.
You step up to the monitor and eye your choices.
[[I'll press the 'Original' button.|072 Guy]]
<<if $slutty gt 10>>\
<<if $notgay neq true>>\
[[I'll press the 'Boi' button.|075 Boi]]
<<endif>>\
[[I'll press the 'Girl' button.|075 Girl]]
<<else>>\
<<if $notgay neq true>>\
[[I'll press the 'Boi' button.|072 Boi]]
<<endif>>\
[[I'll press the 'Girl' button.|072 Girl]]
<<endif>>\You tap the 'Boi' button and the monitor makes happy beep.
@@.marty;"Ha! I knew you liked being a cute twink,"@@ Marty says, giving you a wink. @@.marty;"Hey, no complaints from me. I think that's perfect for you."@@
<<if $alex eq "boi" or $alex eq "delivery boi" or $alex eq "boi sexy" or $alex eq "boi cosplay">>\
@@.you;"You think so?"@@
<<else>>\
@@.you2;"You think so?"@@
<<endif>>\
@@.marty;"Definitely. You make a killer cutie, Alex."@@
The door at the end of the tube opens up to allow you in. You smile as you step inside and place your hand over your eyes at the conveyor belt carries you through.
<center><img src="DZFAP/ding.png"></center>\
<<set $alex to "boi slutty">>\
When you exit the other side of the tube, you're thankfully no longer in that ridiculous latex getup -- but what you are wearing isn't much at all! Now you're dressed in a thong bikini bottom with just enough room for your package, a pair of clunky platform shoes, and some fingerless gloves: all in leopard print!
<<if options.showmainimg is true>>\
<center><img src="DZFAP/fap-alex-boi-slutty.png" class="port"></center>\
<<endif>>\
@@.you;"Okay this is over the top!"@@ you say as you glance at yourself in the kitchen mirror.
Marty only grins. @@.marty;"Damn, you're one hot cutie! I mean, I've never really been into guys -- especially now -- but hell I would definitely bend my rules for you!"@@
He gives you a wink and laughs.
@@.you;"You really turned into a horndog now that you're a guy,"@@ you say, giggling.
@@.marty;"Nah, I don't think I changed, really. I just feel more... me now."@@
@@.you;"Hmm,"@@ you say, looking at yourself in the mirror and biting your tongue at the absolutely naughtiness of your attire. @@.you;"You know, honestly, I think... I do too."@@
@@.marty;"You look happier. You look amazing, actually."@@
You blush and laugh at the same time -- although it comes out as more of a giggle.
@@.you;"Thanks, Marty."@@
@@.marty;"Hey, just telling the truth. How do you feel?"@@
You consider for a moment, looking at yourself in the kitchen mirror.
@@.you;"I feel good, actually. I mean, there isn't much of it, but it's... comfortable."@@
@@.marty;"Yeah,"@@ Marty says. @@.marty;"Those itty-bitty bottoms look great on you. Especially from this side. That ass is just... UNF!"@@
You turn around and throw Marty a playful glare, putting your hands on your hips.
@@.you;"So you wanna 'unf' my ass, is what you're saying?"@@
He smirks and shrugs.
@@.marty;"Well, according to the schedule, you're off for the rest of the night. What's your plan now, Alex?"@@
It seems like such a simple question, but you feel like it's a very big decision...
<<if $triple neq false>>\
[[I'll go home and see Trish and Brandon.|099 Triple]]
<<endif>>\
<<if $nomorepaul neq true>>\
[[I'll call Paul and see if he wants to hang out.|099 Paul]]
<<endif>>\
<<if $boinkella eq true>>\
[[I'll call Ella to see if she's free to 'play' a little.|097 Ella]]
<<endif>>\
[[I'll stay here with Marty.|099 Marty]]
[[I'll do something on my own.|099 Freedom]]You tap the 'Girl' button and the monitor makes happy beep.
@@.marty;"Yeah!"@@ Marty says. @@.marty;"I knew you'd make the right choice, hotstuff."@@
<<if $alex eq "boi" or $alex eq "delivery boi" or $alex eq "boi sexy" or $alex eq "boi cosplay">>\
@@.you;"Hey,"@@ you say, wagging your finger at him, @@.you;"that doesn't mean you get to call me hotstuff."@@
<<else>>\
@@.you2;"Hey,"@@ you say, wagging your finger at him, @@.you2;"that doesn't mean you get to call me hotstuff."@@
<<endif>>\
Although, if you had to admit it, being called 'hotstuff' feels pretty nice.
The door at the end of the tube opens up to allow you in. You smile as you step inside and place your hand over your eyes at the conveyor belt carries you through.
<center><img src="DZFAP/ding.png"></center>\
<<set $alex to "slutty">>\
When you exit the other side of the tube, you're once again in a latext getup -- but now it's even MORE ridiculous!
@@.you2;"My tits are out! And they're HUGE!"@@
<<if options.showmainimg is true>>\
<center><img src="DZFAP/fap-alex-girl-slutty.png" class="port"></center>\
<<endif>>\
Marty swallows and shakes his head.
@@.marty;"They're amazing..."@@
You look at yourself in the mirror. You really are a tremendous sexpot now!
@@.marty;"Hey, you don't have to worry about your tits being out,"@@ Marty says, pointing at the screen. @@.marty;"Apparently the machine somehow got a city-wide ordnance passed that completely decriminalizes female nudity!"@@
@@.you2;"What? It can do that?"@@
@@.marty;"Yeah, look! It's showing the news story now!"@@
You watch the monitor and see that it's true: women no longer have any restrictons on nudity.
@@.you2;"Whoa. This is crazy!"@@
Marty turns back to you, grinning.
@@.marty;"I guess you, ah, can show them big puppies off anytime you want, now..."@@
You giggle. @@.you2;"I guess so! And it's good news for me too, because I ALSO don't have any panties on..."@@
Marty's eyes dart to your miniskirt and he swallows hard again. @@.marty;"Dayyum... I can just almost see..."@@
@@.you2;"Perv!"@@ you say, giggling.
You strut back to the mirror and try to familiarize yourself with your new look, but you only succeed at exciting yourself by gazing at your massive breasts and sultry hourglass body in the mirror. You see your cheeks flushing red, so you turn away to take a breath to calm yourself and wave your hand to cool yourself down.
@@.marty;"So, according to the schedule, you're off for the rest of the night. What's your plan now, Alex?"@@
It seems like such a simple question, but you feel like it's a very big decision...
<<if $triple neq false>>\
[[I'll go home and see Trish and Brandon.|099 Triple]]
<<endif>>\
<<if $nojack neq true>>\
[[I'll call Jack and see if he wants to have a date.|099 Jack]]
<<endif>>\
<<if $zandercall eq true>>\
[[I'll call Zander to see if he wants to hang out.|099 Zander]]
<<endif>>\
<<if $linadigits eq true>>\
[[I'll call Lina and ask if she'd like to see me.|097 Lina]]
<<endif>>\
<<if $boinkella eq true>>\
[[I'll call Ella to see if she's free to 'play' a little.|097 Ella]]
<<endif>>\
[[I'll stay here with Marty.|099 Marty]]
[[I'll do something on my own.|099 Freedom]]<<set $cheddar += 100>>\
<center><img src="DZFAP/zing.png"></center>\
You walk into the pizzaria through the employee door and see Marty waiting for you in the kitchen.
@@.you;"Hey, Marty."@@
@@.marty;"Heya, cute Alex. How'd your delivery go?"@@
@@.you;"Went really well actually!"@@
@@.marty;"Awesome. Well, you can change back, but..."@@
@@.you;"But what?"@@
@@.marty;"But it wants to know what you want to change back into."@@
@@.you;"Huh?"@@
@@.marty;"The monitor has options you need to choose from."@@
@@.you;"It wants me to pick?"@@
He shrugs. @@.marty;"Seems that way. So... what do you think? I mean, if you want my opinion, you should go for girl. Or, well, honestly, I'm also completely into how you look now, actually."@@
You cross your arms and throw a pout at him.
@@.you;"Because that's what you want, right?"@@
@@.marty;"Not gonna lie about it,"@@ he says, smiling, @@.marty;"that's exactly why. You make for an okay guy, I guess, but you make for an absolutely stunning girl and a really, really cute twink. You know it's true!"@@
While you're not sure you agree, you're glad that at least he's honest about his reasons.
You step up to the monitor and eye your choices.
[[I'll press the 'Original' button.|072 Guy]]
<<if $slutty gt 10>>\
<<if $notgay neq true>>\
[[I'll press the 'Boi' button.|075 Boi]]
<<endif>>\
[[I'll press the 'Girl' button.|075 Girl]]
<<else>>\
<<if $notgay neq true>>\
[[I'll press the 'Boi' button.|072 Boi]]
<<endif>>\
[[I'll press the 'Girl' button.|072 Girl]]
<<endif>>\You grab another shaker from the back room. When you return to the table in the dining area, the young woman is by herself.
@@.rebecca;"Thank you,"@@ she says as you set the parmesan shaker on the table.
@@.you;"Anything else?"@@
@@.rebecca;"No, everything is great. Thanks!"@@
You tend to the tables until the couple leaves, catching the woman's husband glancing at you more than a few times. She gives you a little wave as she goes.
You clear the table of plates and silverware and wipe it down.
[[I should take these dishes to the kitchen.|020 Kitchen]]<div class="porthold">\
<div class="back"><<popup "←Back" "CAST">></div>\
<div class="flip"><<popup "Turn Around→" "LINA2">></div>\
<img src="DZFAP/fap-lina.png" class="port">\
</div>\Almost laughing at your own audacity, you slide out from the table and purposefully march over to Mr. Fanucci's office door and push it open. You step inside and find him standing by his desk, his eyebrows raised high.
@@.fan;"Alex?"@@
@@.you;"You got permission, right? Might as well use it!"@@
Mr. Fanucci swallows hard. He stares at you for a few long moments and then, suddenly, his demeanor changes to something somewhat more serious.
@@.fan;"Yes, Alex. That is true. Now you must choose: get on your knees or bend over my desk."@@
You giggle at Mr. Fanucci's attempt to be serious and he fights to keep from smiling himself.
@@.fan;"Now, Alex!"@@ he says, trying not to laugh.
@@.you;"Oh, the big bad boss is going to take advantage of me?"@@
@@.fan;"Um, yes."@@ He gives you a stern nod.
@@.you;"Oh no! I guess I have to then. Poor me..."@@
[[I'll get on my knees in front of Mr. Fanucci and lick my lips invitingly.|046 FanBlow]]
[[In for a penny, in for a pounding! I'll bend over his desk and wiggle my ass at him.|046 FanAnal]]What a weird idea -- and what a strange thing for Bertilda to put in Mr. Fannuci's head! Of course the two of you aren't going to fool around!
Shaking your head at the odd situation, you stand up from the table and pace the kitchen for a while. The past couple days have been an adventure, to say the least.
Mr. Fanucci appears from his office sometime later.
@@.fan;"Ah, Alex. It's time to close for the day. I know it's a little early but my wife is coming by and, well..."@@
@@.you;"I gotcha, Mister F. No problem. I'll just change back--"@@
@@.fan;"Oh no!"@@ Mr. Fanucci says as he steps up to the ADD monitor and taps it with his finger a few times. @@.fan;"The machine is off, Alex. I cannot get it to turn back on!"@@
@@.you;"What? Really? Does that mean I'm stuck as this version of myself?"@@
@@.fan;"No no! I will make sure they fix this! The technician WILL be here in the morning."@@
@@.you;"In the morning? So..."@@
@@.fan;"You will... have to be like that... for the night. I'm so sorry, Alex!"@@
@@.you;"Oh, man! But I can't go home like this! I have roommates, Mister F!"@@
He frowns and says, @@.fan;"I will call them for you and explain. I have your number in the office. Please take the scooter home tonight."@@
@@.you;"Mister F..."@@
@@.fan;"I am very, very sorry. I promise I will make this right! Once you are returned to normal, I will give back this machine! I won't put you in these situations anymore! I promise!"@@
[[But I don't want Mister F to give back the machine...|049b KeepADD]]
[[That's good! I won't have to deal with this weirdness anymore.|049b NoADD]]<<set $slutty += 1>>\
<<set $blowjobs += 1>>\
You lower yourself to your knees and look up at Mr. Fanucci, slathering saliva around your lips lewdly with your tongue.
Mr. Fanucci stands stone still for a long while.
@@.you;"C'mon, Mister F, let's see it!"@@
He seems to shake himself out of his shock and unbuttons his slacks and unzips his trousers. He pulls out his half-hard dick and it wiggles in his hand. It's a lot slimmer than you would have imagined and it doesn't seem to even be as long as your own. It's oddly 'cute' for such a big man as Mr. Fanucci.
When Mr. Fanucci steps forward you reach up and grip your hand around his stiffening pecker, causing him to suck in a breath and clamp his eyes closed.
<<if options.showhypno is true and $blowjobs lt 1>>\
<div class="add"><<popup "Whoa! Wait... I know EVERYTHING about doing this!" "ADD-BLOW">></div>\
<<endif>>\
You give the tip of his cock a little lick and he gasps and shudders.
@@.you;"Feel good, Mister F?"@@
He grunts out a 'yes' and nods just slightly.
It becomes obvious very quickly that Mr. Fanucci is not going to last very long at all. He's already huffing and trembling not even a minute after you start blowing him proper.
You pop your mouth off his prick and look up at him, eyebrow raised.
@@.you;"You're going off quick, huh Mister F? Or is it just because you got a cute sissy like me on his knees?"@@
You smirk up at him and give his cockhead a lick.
Mr. Fanucci grunts and nods. @@.fan;"Uh-- both... Alex..."@@
You laugh and continue to suck off your big bad boss but it's clear he's going to nut any second now.
[[I'll finish him off with a few strokes.|047 FanWank]]
[[Time to swallow my prize!|047 FanSwallow]]<<set $slutty += 2>>\
<<set $penetratee += 1>>\
<<set $buttfucked to true>>\
You step up next to Mr. Fanucci and then lean over his desk, pushing your ass up into the air. You slide your shorts down and give him a little wiggle.
@@.fan;"Oh, my, Alex..."@@ he says, reaching out to gently squeeze your ass cheek. @@.fan;"Are you... are you sure?"@@
You look back at him over your shoulder and give him a smirk and a nod.
@@.you;"But I haven't done it before so--"@@
@@.fan;"Oh, I know!"@@
Mr. Fanucci rushes out of the room and you feel a bit vulnerable bent over his desk with your ass out and the door open. But he hurries back in and shuts the door behind him only a couple seconds later.
He holds up a jar for you to see: Extra Virgin Olive Oil.
You laugh. @@.you;"Um, is that for... you know...?"@@
He nods. @@.fan;"Yes! It is safe AND it is organic, Alex. People use it all the time!"@@
@@.you;"Oh?"@@
Mr. Fanucci steps up behind you and tugs your shorts down to your ankles, then pulls them off along with your shoes.
@@.fan;"It can get messy, Alex. I don't want to ruin your cute outfit!"@@
He splashes some of the olive oil on your behind.
@@.you;"Oh!"@@ you squeak.
He continues to pour a liberal amount right on your bumhole and you look over your shoulder to see him slathering his growing erection with the oil. You feel a bit relieved to see that Mr. Fanucci isn't as well-endowed as you imagined. In fact, his penis is slender and probably not even as big as yours.
@@.fan;"Are you ready, Alex?"@@ he asks, rubbing his cockhead around and in between your ass cheeks.
@@.you;"Umm... I think so?"@@
@@.fan;"Don't worry, Alex, I will go slow."@@
You gasp and clutch at the desk as the slippery head of his cock pokes against your starfish and slips inside with very little resistance thanks to the copious lubrication.
You lean your forehead down on the desk and suck in a breath as he continues to push inside you until he is fully seated with his hips pressing against your ass.
There's an irritating burning sensation but it's very quickly fading. You wonder if the machine prepared you for this somehow, since you're sure you've heard first time anal sex would be at least a little painful. But this is certainly not an unpleasant feeling. In fact, your own cock has quickly become rock-hard and throbbing in a matter of seconds.
@@.fan;"Mmm you feel very nice inside, Alex."@@
You feel yourself blush at the compliment, strange as it seems. You shift your hips back against him as you feel it nudge against something that makes you tingle. Sure enough, you find just the spot and a shiver runs through your body.
@@.you;"Oh, geez, Mister F. There's something that feels really nice..."@@
@@.fan;"I am going to give my best delivery boy a nice present."@@
You giggle. @@.you;"Oh, thanks boss. That's sweet of you."@@
@@.fan;"Shush now, boy,"@@ Mr. Fanucci says, trying to sound stern but barely keeping himself from laughing. @@.fan;"Take your present!"@@
@@.you;"Oh, yes sir,"@@ you say, bumping back against him. @@.you;"Thank you, sir!"@@
He pulls himself out of you and pushes back inside, over and over, slowly increasing his pace. The pleasant feeling deep inside you starts to bubble up into your stomach and throbs down into your erection. Mr. Fanucci increases his pace more until the wet slapping of his hips against your ass fills the room -- along with your moans and grunts as a delightful throbbing thrill resonates through you with each thrust.
@@.you;"Oh I think-- I'm gonna-- I'm gonna cum!"@@
You feel Mr. Fanucci's weight on you as he leans over you, grabs your hips, and starts bucking against your ass. Your face is mashed against his desk and drool is puddling as your tongue lolls out of your mouth.
@@.fan;"Cum for your boss, boy!"@@ Mr. Fanucci bellows, jamming his hips forward.
With a couple hearty pumps, Mr. Fanucci lets out a grunt as he cums inside you and you let out a mewling squeal as your feel your own cock spurt several times. The deep, pulsating pleasure of a hands-free orgasm washes over you, causing you to moan in appreciation.
<center><img src="DZFAP/oooh.png"></center>\
After a few more gentle after-thrusts, he releases you and steps back. He pulls the tissue box off his desk and you hear him cleaning himself up and buckling up his pants. You're still feeling the glow of that powerful orgasm, so you decide to just lie on the desk for a while long.
The door to Mr. Fanucci's office opens and you quickly turn your head to look. What a position to be caught in! But it was just Mr. Fanucci leaving the office.
@@.you;"Whoa, Mister F is just going to leave me like this?"@@
But he comes back in moments later carrying a towel. He shuts the door and proceeds to clean you up with the warm, wet towel.
@@.fan;"Here we are, Alex. I will clean up this mess."@@
@@.you;"Thanks, Mister F,"@@ you say, feeling a little embarrassed but also finding the attention enjoyable.
After a while, he pronounces you nicely cleaned up and helps you back into your shorts and shoes.
@@.fan;"That was very pleasant, Alex. Thank you."@@
@@.you;"Yeah. That was... pretty nice, actually."@@
He grins and nods.
@@.you;"I guess I should go wash up, though. I've got some drool on me..."@@
@@.fan;"Yes. Good, Alex. I will finish cleaning in here."@@
@@.you;"Thanks, Mister F."@@
[[I need to head to the bathroom to clean up.|048 CleanUp]]<<set $keepadd to true>>\
@@.you;"No, Mister F, please."@@
He turns to you.
@@.you;"Don't give it back."@@
@@.fan;"You want me to keep this machine, Alex? But why?"@@
You shake your head. @@.you;"I don't know why... not yet. But... please, don't give it back."@@
He nods seriously. @@.fan;"Okay, Alex, I won't. If that is what you want, I won't give it back."@@
@@.you;"Thanks, Mister F."@@
@@.fan;"No, thank YOU, Alex. You are the best delivery driver-- no! You are the best FRIEND I have ever had."@@
@@.you;"That's... that's really cool of you to say, Mister F."@@
@@.fan;"Come back tomorrow morning. The technician will be here."@@
@@.you;"Okay. Thank you."@@
He smiles and nods again. @@.fan;"You're welcome, Alex. Take the scooter home. I don't want you to have to take the bus... in that outfit. I will see you in the morning."@@
[[I need to go home and get some sleep.|050b Home]]<<set $keepadd to false>>\
@@.you;"Good! This machine is crazy, Mister F!"@@
@@.fan;"You are right, Alex. We cannot trust this machine."@@
@@.you;"Thanks, Mister F."@@
@@.fan;"No, thank YOU, Alex. You are the best delivery driver-- no! You are the best FRIEND I have ever had."@@
@@.you;"That's... that's really cool of you to say, Mister F."@@
@@.fan;"Come back tomorrow morning. The technician will be here. We will get you returned to normal and then I will get rid of this crazy machine."@@
@@.you;"Okay. Thank you."@@
He smiles and nods again. @@.fan;"You're welcome, Alex. Take the scooter home. I don't want you to have to take the bus... in that outfit. I will see you in the morning."@@
[[I need to go home and get some sleep.|050b Home]]<center><img src="DZFAP/zing.png"></center>\
<<if $triple eq true>>\
You open the door to your apartment and you're immediately greeted with a hug from a completely naked Trish. She gives you a smooch on the cheek and pulls you into the kitchen.
@@.trish;"Look at how adorable he is, Brandon!"@@
Brandon is sitting at the kitchen table in his boxers. Judging by the cards on the table, they were playing poker. Judging by the tied-up condom on the kitchen floor that apparently didn't quite make the rubbish bin, that's not all they were doing.
Brandon whistles. @@.brandon;"Wow, no kidding! Alex, you're mad cute, bro!"@@
@@.trish;"Hey! Are you into guys now?"@@ Trish shouts, throwing a pout at him.
@@.brandon;"Well, I didn't think so before -- but look at him, babe. He's deliciously darling!"@@
Trish scowls at him. @@.trish;"Deliciously darling? Where the fuck did you get that from?"@@
Brandon shrugs. @@.brandon;"I think it was from one of your girly mags I was reading on the toilet."@@
@@.trish;"Okay? That's gross AND weird."@@
@@.brandon;"It was YOUR magazine, stupid."@@
@@.trish;"Well, I mean... he IS deliciously darling. So, whatever!"@@ Trish hugs against you. @@.trish;"It's a good thing we're a triple or I'd be super jealous."@@
@@.brandon;"Are we though?"@@ Brandon asks, nodding to you.
@@.trish;"Of course we are! What are you saying?"@@
@@.brandon;"Alex has obviously been through some... changes. Maybe he isn't into being in a triple with us."@@
@@.trish;"Aww, don't say that!"@@ she tells him. She looks to you. @@.trish;"Alex?"@@
[[I'll tell them that of course I'm still in the 'triple' with them.|051b YesTriple]]
[[I'll explain that I never said I was in a 'triple' with them.|051b NoTriple]]
<<else>>\
You open the door to your apartment and you're immediately greeted with a hug from Trish.
@@.trish;"Oh my gosh, you are SO cute!"@@
@@.you;"Hey, Trish,"@@ you say, feeling a little uneasy about how affectionate she is suddenly acting with you.
Brandon waltzes in to the living room. He's in his boxers, as almost always. He gives you a nod and plops down on the sofa.
@@.trish;"Hey asshole, aren't you going to say anything to him?"@@
@@.brandon;"I gave him the head-bob."@@
@@.trish;"The what?"@@
@@.brandon;"The head-bob, babe,"@@ he says, looking at her like she's being stupid. @@.brandon;"It's how bros say hello."@@
@@.you;"It's true,"@@ you say with a little shrug.
@@.trish;"But you're not going to say anything about how TOTES ADORBS he looks?"@@
@@.brandon;"Yeah. He's mad cute. Hell, I'd fuck him."@@
You're a little shocked that Brandon would say such a thing and, apparently, so is Trish.
@@.trish;"Hey!"@@
@@.brandon;"What?"@@
@@.trish;"I'M YOUR GIRLFRIEND! I'm a GIRL. You're not into BOYS."@@
@@.brandon;"I can be into both. Stop being such a conservative."@@
@@.trish;"Conservative?! What?! I LICKED YOUR ASSHOLE LAST NIGHT!"@@
Brandon chuckles. @@.brandon;"Yeah, I guess you did sort of cross party lines there."@@
@@.trish;"Ugh!"@@
@@.brandon;"Oh, quit bitching already. Come to the bedroom and I'll do that thing you like."@@
Trish huffs. @@.trish;"Fine. But you better not be thinking about Alex while you do it."@@
@@.brandon;"Ehhhhh... no, I can't promise that."@@
@@.trish;"Oh my god DID YOU JUST REALLY?!"@@
Brandon shrugs.
@@.trish;"Well if you're going to be thinking about him then you have to do it TWICE as long."@@
Brandon stands up from the sofa and puts his hands on his hips.
@@.brandon;"Challenge accepted!"@@
Trish grabs Brandon's arm and stomps by you, pulling him into their bedroom with her. The door slams shut, leaving you alone in the living room.
Through the door you hear Trish shout, @@.trish;"You have to do it SOFT, like he would, stupid!"@@
@@.brandon;"Yeah yeah, I will. Get on the bed, ya slut."@@
You turn on the television -- loud -- to give them some privacy. After watching an episode of Old Ass Aliens you head to your bedroom.
[[Time I get some sleep!|054b WakeUp]]
<center><img src="DZFAP/zzzz.png"></center>\
<<endif>>\@@.you;"Of course I'm still in the triple with you guys. I'm still me!"@@
Trish squeals gleefully. @@.trish;"I knew it!"@@
Brandon laughs. @@.brandon;"Hey, I guess I'll get anal one way or another!"@@
@@.trish;"Brandon! Just because he's in the triple with us don't mean you get to bum him!"@@
@@.brandon;"Well yeah BUT what if he WANTS me to bum him?"@@
@@.trish;"Well then, you know, fine. But you can't just ASSUME."@@
@@.brandon;"Well we can just ask, stupid! Alex, you wanna get bummed, bro?"@@
@@.trish;"OH MY GAWD you can't just ask like that! That SO rude and... unromantic."@@
@@.you;"Well I--"@@
@@.trish;"No no no,"@@ Trish says, smooshing your face in her hands. @@.trish;"Don't just answer him! We've got to break these bad habits of his."@@
Brandon frowns. @@.brandon;"How the hell do we get an answer then?"@@
@@.trish;"Oh, shut up. Just let it happen, like, naturally."@@ Trish squeezes your arm. @@.trish;"I'm excited to go to bed!"@@
Brandon snorts. @@.brandon;"You can't sleep when you're excited, dummy."@@
@@.trish;"I didn't say I wanted to sleep, asshole!"@@
Brandon laughs and gives you a 'can you believe this bitch' sort of look.
@@.trish;"Hey! I saw that!"@@
He just shrugs in response.
@@.trish;"Fine! I'm taking Alex to the room. You stay here and be a dick."@@
@@.brandon;"But--"@@
@@.trish;"No buts for you! At least, not yet. I need to talk to Alex."@@
@@.brandon;"Oh, fine. WHATEVER."@@
@@.trish;"Alex, will you come to the bedroooooom?"@@ Trish asks, smirking.
[[I'll go to Brandon's room with Trish.|052b Funtimes]]
[[I am in the triple but tonight I just want to get some rest.|051b Decline]]<<set $triple eq false>>\
@@.you;"Look, guys, I never said I was in a triple, you know?"@@
Trish frowns a little but then she nods.
@@.trish;"You're right, I just got excited. That's my fault. Sorry, Alex."@@
@@.brandon;"Yeah, Trish got excited. Don't worry about."@@
Trish turns to Brandon, putting her hands on her hips.
@@.trish;"Shut up, will you? I just said that you dummy!"@@
@@.brandon;"Yeah but Alex is a super-cute guy now. He doesn't have to listen to bitches anymore and they'll still dig him."@@
@@.trish;"What?! Bitches?! Oh no. Oh no no no! I will punch your WEINER, mister!"@@
Brandon scoffs. @@.brandon;"You don't know. I might be into that."@@
@@.trish;"Then let's fuckin' do it."@@
@@.brandon;"Yeah let's go then, bitch,"@@ Brandon says, grinning.
@@.trish;"I will!"@@
@@.brandon;"Then do it."@@
@@.trish;"I SO WILL!"@@
@@.brandon;"Yeah then fuckin' do it already."@@
Trish turns back to you, smiling. She rolls her eyes.
@@.trish;"We're gonna fuck now. But I bet this asshole is going to be thinking of you the whole time."@@
@@.you;"Eww okay c'mon guys--"@@
@@.brandon;"Sorry bro she's probably right though,"@@ Brandon says, shrugging.
Trish wheels around again to face him.
@@.trish;"I am going to give you SUCH a weiner punch."@@
Trish grabs Brandon's arm and stomps by you, pulling him into their bedroom with her. The door slams shut, leaving you alone in the kitchen.
You turn on the television -- loud -- to give them some privacy.
Still, you hear Brandon shout, @@.brandon;"OWW FUCK! OWWW! NO NO NO! STOP! I'M NOT INTO IT! I'M <b>NOT</b> INTO IT!"@@
This is followed by a fit of giggles from Trish. But after that they seem to settle down.
After watching an episode of Old Ass Aliens you head to your bedroom.
[[Time I get some sleep!|054b WakeUp]]
<center><img src="DZFAP/zzzz.png"></center>\When you wake up, neither Brandon or Trish are anywhere in the apartment. There's a note in the kitchen that they've gone to get breakfast, but you're not sure how long they're going to take and you need to get into work.
You take a quick shower, get dressed, and lock up before going out to the parking lot to ride the scooter back.
<center><img src="DZFAP/zing.png"></center>\
@@.fan;"Alex! Good. Tell him what you told me,"@@ Mr. Fanucci tells a guy in a button-up and glasses.
@@.tech;"I was just telling Mr. Fanucci that I really can't help. The AI is very complicated and I don't know why or how it's performed these requests. I've checked the ADD App for this machine and, for some reason, it allows requests that we never wrote programming for. And, on top of that, it's adding it's own parameters... but I cannot review them, even with elevated access."@@
@@.fan;"But he got it working again!"@@ Mr. Fanucci says happily, patting his hand on the big red tube.
@@.tech;"Actually, I didn't have to do anything. Apparently the AI just decided to shut down for the night."@@
@@.you;"But I can change back now, right?"@@
@@.tech;"Yes, I believe so. We've already tested it and it works."@@
@@.you;"You tested it?"@@
@@.fan;"On Mandy,"@@ Mr. Fanucci says, nodding. @@.fan;"Mandy is Marty now, Alex. I think he wants to stay Marty, too!"@@
@@.you;"It turned Mandy into a guy?"@@
@@.tech;"We made a test order and she -- I mean he, now, of course -- volunteered."@@
@@.you;"Wow! Where is he?"@@
Mr. Fanucci thumbs towards the dining room.
@@.fan;"He is attending customers. And, Alex, you will not believe it, but he seems happy to do it!"@@
@@.you;"Really? This keeps getting weirder and weirder, huh Mister F?"@@
He nods again.
@@.tech;"All right, Alex, step inside the machine and we'll get you fixed up."@@
<<if $keepadd eq true>>\
<center><img src="DZFAP/ding.png"></center>\
@@.fan;"Oh, wait,"@@ Mr. Fanucci says, stepping up to the monitor. @@.fan;"We have an order! Oh! It's from my niece, Ella. I told her to order from us for her event. I'm so happy she did!"@@
The technician shrugs. @@.tech;"Okay, well, I guess you two don't need me here anymore. Just give me a call if something comes up."@@
The technician gives Mr. Fanucci a handshake and nods at you before he leaves.
@@.fan;"He is a good man."@@
@@.you;"Yeah, he seems okay. But, hey Mister F, I didn't know you had a niece."@@
@@.fan;"I do! She is young but very professional. She is an organizer for large events. And she has made a large order!"@@
@@.you;"Oh, that's cool. But -- the order's not for a girl, right?"@@
@@.fan;"No, Alex, you don't have to be a girl! But the order does request someone in costume. This is what Ella calls a 'cosplay' event."@@
@@.you;"Oh, cosplay -- yeah, I've heard of it. Everyone dresses up like comic book or video game characters."@@
@@.fan;"Right! So, you will deliver this, Alex? Please?"@@
[[Well, I don't have to be a girl, so of course I will do it!|041b Cosplay]]
[[I don't want to go to some weird cosplay event.|041b NoCosplay]]
<<else>>\
[[I'll get into the tube to get changed back.|041b Continue]]
<<endif>>\<<set $alex to "guy">>\
<center><img src="DZFAP/ding.png"></center>\
When you exit the other side of the tube, you're returned to your original form.
@@.tech;"Okay, that's settled! Mr. Fanucci, I'll process your account for a complete refund. They won't argue with giving you your money back after they get my report. The company will want to quarantine and research this machine."@@
Mr. Fanucci nods. @@.fan;"Yes. Maybe they can make it work for good."@@
@@.tech;"If they can figure it out, this may help people all around the world."@@
The technician gives you both a nod and promptly leaves.
@@.fan;"That is the end of this craziness for us, Alex."@@
@@.you;"Yeah. I guess you have to get the ovens and cooks back."@@
@@.fan;"I will! And I will never doubt them again. They are slow... but they work hard!"@@ He turns to you and says, @@.fan;"Take the next few days off, Alex. I will call you when I have the ovens and cooks back again!"@@
@@.you;"Okay, Mister F. Thanks."@@
You head out to the bus stop to go home and relax for a couple days.
[[EPILOGUE|042 Luddite]]@@.you;"Sure, Mister F, I'll make the delivery to your niece."@@
Mr. Fanucci claps his hands together.
@@.fan;"Thank you, Alex. You are so good to me! I will repay you one day, I promise."@@
@@.you;"Oh geez, don't worry about it, Mister F."@@
He pats you on the shoulder and hurries over to look at the ADD monitor.
You walk over to the big red tube and the entrance door opens for you.
[[Once again into the machine!|042b Costumed]]<<set $refusals += 1>>\
@@.you;"I'm sorry, Mister F, but I don't want to do a cosplay thing. It's... weird."@@
He nods his head. @@.fan;"I understand, Alex. I have Marty take this order."@@
@@.you;"Okay. Thanks, Mister F."@@
@@.fan;"Of course!"@@
Mr. Fanucci heads out to the dining area to talk to Marty and comes back a couple minutes later.
@@.fan;"Everything is fine, Alex. Marty will make the order."@@
The person entering the kitchen behind Mr. Fanucci is a tall, fit, handsome young man dressed casually in jeans and a tank-top.
<<if options.showcastimg is true>>\
<center><img src="DZFAP/fap-marty.png" class="port"></center>\
<<endif>>\
@@.marty;"Hey, Alex, check me out!"@@
@@.you;"Wow! Is that you, Mandy?"@@
@@.marty;"Marty. I'm Marty now. Pretty cool, huh?"@@
@@.you;"Yeah. I mean, you look great. And if you're happy--"@@
@@.marty;"Totally happy!"@@ he says, grinning. @@.marty;"Say, when I get back, I need to talk to you, okay?"@@
@@.you;"Oh. Sure, yeah. No problem."@@
@@.marty;"Great!"@@ Marty says. He goes up to the monitor and taps at it a few times. Then he quickly goes through the tube, swoops up the order and, after giving you a quick wink, he rushes out to deliver it.
@@.fan;"Ah, he is a much better delivery person as a boy, isn't he, Alex?"@@
You nod. @@.you;"Yeah. He actually seems a lot happier. But, hey, he wasn't changed, Mister F! He wasn't wearing a costume or anything."@@
@@.fan;"Oh! Yes, Marty has gotten very good with handling the orders. The technician taught him."@@
@@.you;"Oh. That's cool, I guess. I mean, that's good."@@
@@.fan;"It is! Marty can do all the orders you're not comfortable with, Alex. But don't worry, you are still our best delivery driver. You're much faster and the customers love you!"@@
Mr. Fanucci goes back out to the dining area. Marty comes sauntering in about thirty minutes later, grinning.
@@.marty;"Well, Mister F's niece wasn't all that happy I didn't have a costume and didn't want to stay, but it's done and she still tipped me! She was actually pretty sweet about the whole thing. Cute, too. But, speaking of cute, she wasn't near as cute as you, Alex."@@ He looks you over when you stand up from the kitchen table. @@.marty;"And hey! That's quite an outfit!"@@
@@.you;"Yeah... the customer wanted a cute delivery boy and so..."@@
@@.marty;"Well, he got his wish, huh? You're cute as a button!"@@ He laughs. @@.marty;"So, what I wanted to tell you is that I've decided I'm not going to change back. I'm Marty for good."@@
@@.you;"Oh? Well if you're happy, that's great."@@
@@.marty;"I am but... I'm also a little confused about, you know, stuff. Could I ask you some questions?"@@
@@.you;"Of course."@@
He smiles. @@.marty;"Great! Thanks, Alex. Um, let's go back to Mister F's office for some privacy -- I don't want anyone to listen in. Okay?"@@
@@.you;"Well... okay. Sure."@@
@@.marty;"Thanks, Alex. C'mon."@@
Marty leads the way to Mr. Fanucci's office at the back of the kitchen.
[[I'll go into the office with Marty.|064b Office]]Marty shuts the door behind you when you enter. He sits on Mr. Fanucci's desk.
@@.marty;"You know when I first became a guy I thought I'd be gay,"@@ he says, @@.marty;"but ever since then I've been checking out girls and getting, you know, erections."@@
@@.you;"Oh."@@
@@.marty;"Are you feeling any different since you changed? I mean, you know, have you been checking out guys?"@@
@@.you;"Um, well..."@@
@@.marty;"Sorry, I know that's personal. I'm just so confused. And... I don't know how to work this thing... I thought just pulling on it but--"@@
You shake your head. @@.you;"No, you don't tug on it. You kind of... stroke it. You know? And use some lube. But not shampoo! Oh man, I learned that the hard way when I was thirteen. Burns like hell."@@
Marty laughs. @@.marty;"Okay. Thanks. That's actually good to know."@@
@@.you;"Sure. Just take it slow. It's actually really sensitive. Girls might think that it's good to yank it around or whatever, since we're guys and we're supposed to be tough, but a guy's weiner is pretty delicate."@@
He nods. @@.marty;"Yeah. And the balls too! I accidentally bumped my balls and wow! That really hurts."@@
@@.you;"Yep. That's balls for you."@@
@@.marty;"Yeah. Say, Alex..."@@ he starts, biting his lip and looking away, @@.marty;"I'm um... well, I'm just going to come out and say it: you've given me an erection."@@
@@.you;"Oh! Um... thanks? That's kind of a weird thing to say, you know?"@@
@@.marty;"Sorry. But I do totally have a boner. I've actually had a boner for, like, forever now. It's starting to hurt... I mean I didn't think 'blue-balls' was a real thing but it really is!"@@
@@.you;"Yeah, it's a real thing."@@
@@.marty;"Could you..."@@ he asks, shrugging a little, @@.marty;"you know... help me... with it?"@@
@@.you;"You mean...?"@@
He nods, looking embarassed. @@.marty;"Would you? Please? Just, like you said, stroke it?"@@
[[Well, I do have the experience here. I'll help Marty out by showing him how to wank it.|065b MartyWank]]
[[Handjobs were never very satisfying for me as a guy... so... I could use my mouth...|066b MartyBlow]]
[[No way am I going to jerk off my coworker! And in my boss's office! Forget it.|065b NoMarty]]<<set $martywank to true>>\
@@.you;"Okay, look, I'll show you. It's not that hard."@@
@@.marty;"It is TOO hard!"@@
@@.you;"That's not what I meant. Jeez, Marty. C'mon, get it out."@@
Marty unzips his jeans. His cock pops out, full-mast, when he pushes down his boxer-briefs.
@@.you;"Whoa."@@
The throbbing erection in front of you is seven inches at least, and quite thick to boot.
@@.marty;"What?"@@
@@.you;"It's... big. I mean, yeah... you have a big dick."@@
Marty grins.
@@.marty;"Yeah? Bigger than yours?"@@
You frown. @@.you;"Guys don't really talk about that."@@
@@.marty;"Oh. Sorry. I got excited."@@
@@.you;"I can see that."@@
Marty leans back on the desk, pushing his hips out toward you. His rock-hard rod bobs in front of you, only a hands-reach away.
You take ahold of it in your hand and Marty sucks in a breath.
@@.marty;"Wow! That already feels way better than when I touch it!"@@
@@.you;"It always feels better when someone else does it."@@
He nods. @@.marty;"But didn't you say to use lube?"@@
@@.you;"Um, well, I'll just spit on it. It's fine."@@
Marty shrugs.
You swish some saliva around in your mouth and then spit a gob down onto the cock in your hand. You give it a couple strokes then work up some more saliva.
@@.marty;"Maybe you could just... put it in your mouth?"@@
Marty gives you a cheesy grin.
[[Well... it'll be easier, right? Whatever. I'll just suck it!|066b MartyBlow]]
[[No, I told him I'd give him a handie and that's what he's getting.|066b MartyWank]]<<set $blowjobs += 1>>\
<<if $martywank eq true>>\
<<set $slutty += 1>>\
@@.you;"Oh, fine!"@@
<<else>>\
<<set $slutty += 2>>\
@@.you;"Well a handjob isn't very satisfying..."@@
<<endif>>\
<<set $martywank to false>>\
<<set $martyblow to true>>\
You lean down and slide your mouth onto Marty's cock. He lets out a long, shuddering breath.
@@.marty;"Holy smokes! Why does that feel so GOOD?!"@@
@@.you;"Mmmffrrmmm."@@
<<if $blowies eq true>>\
You've become a master of the blowjob in a very short time thanks to your extensive experience. Sucking Marty's cock feels natural and, you have to admit, quite enjoyable. Having a man squirm while you control him by his fuckstick gives you a real feeling of erotic power.
You feel like you want to take your time and enjoy this...
But your expert attention is too much for Marty to handle, and he sprints over the brink of orgasm faster than you could have anticipated.
<<elseif $blowjobs gt 0>>\
You're not exactly new to this and you managed to do an amazing job before -- and it seems like this time will be no different! Marty is already squirming and panting. With a little effort, you could end this in moments. Still, you feel like you want to have a bit of fun with this first...
But your expert attention is too much for Marty to handle, and he sprints over the brink of orgasm faster than you could have anticipated.
<<else>>\
There's that strange feeling again...
<<if options.showhypno is true>>\
<div class="add"><<popup "Whoa! Wait... I know EVERYTHING about doing this!" "ADD-BLOW">></div>\
<<else>>\
You suddenly feel like you know EVERYTHING about giving blowjobs!
<<endif>>\
It doesn't take you long at all to suck and lick Marty to the edge of orgasm, all the while feeling a rush of erotic power flow through you, making your whole body tingle.
<<endif>>\
<<display "067b Swallow">>\<<set $martywank to false>>\
<<set $martyblow to false>>\
@@.you;"No. Sorry, Marty... I'm not comfortable with that idea at all."@@
@@.marty;"Okay. Hey, no problem, Alex. I'm sure I can figure it out myself. And you already gave me some good advice. So, thanks."@@
@@.you;"You're welcome. It'll... you know, it'll kinda come natural once you start to get the hang of it."@@
He grins.
@@.marty;"I bet! I'm probably going to be doing it all the time once I get good at it."@@
You laugh and say, @@.you;"There you go. Spoken like a true man."@@
Marty leans down to give you a quick peck on the cheek and then opens the office door for you.
@@.marty;"Really, I mean it, Alex. Thanks."@@
[[I suppose I should see about the delivery order now.|068b PreCheck]]<<set $martywank to true>>\
<<set $martyblow to false>>\
<<set $slutty += 1>>\
@@.you;"I'm showing you how to do this, remember? You can't get your own mouth on your dick, Marty."@@
He huffs. @@.marty;"Oh, fine. It was worth a shot, right? And I do really appreciate you doing this for me."@@
@@.you;"Good. Because it's a little weird for me."@@
After a minute of saliva-swishing and spitting, you finally have enough slick spit on his dick to give his long shaft a proper stroking.
@@.you;"Gosh, it looks like it's gotten even bigger. Dang, Marty, you've got a huge hog here."@@
Marty grins.
@@.marty;"When you say things like that it makes me feel good and, like, excited!"@@
@@.you;"Yep, typical guy feelings,"@@ you say, laughing.
You have to keep spitting on his cock now and again but he's soon panting and trying to push his hips at you. You watch his balls draw up against him.
@@.you;"You're close already."@@
He nods, his cheeks blushing red. @@.marty;"Uh huh..."@@
You look around, but there's nothing nearby to use to catch his forthcoming jizz.
@@.you;"Shit. I shoulda grabbed something for this..."@@
@@.marty;"Oh fuck!"@@ he says, jerking his hips and dropping his head back.
[[Whoa, he's going to cum! If I don't want a mess... I'll have to put my mouth on it after all.|067b Swallow]]
[[Oh well, we'll just have to clean up after. I'll dodge the jizz and just let it go on the floor.|067b Dodge]]<<if $martywank eq true>>\
@@.you;"Oh, fine!"@@
You lean down and slide his cock into your mouth, clamping your lips around the shaft and resting your tongue under the spaded tip.
<<endif>>\
@@.marty;"Oooh whoa!"@@
Salty warm goo rushes into your mouth and you gulp down the first volley without even thinking about it. The next several squirts seem to plaster all around your mouth and you have to swallow hard several times to clear out the thick sticky feeling inside your mouth.
You stand up, taking your mouth from Marty's cock, and lick your lips to get rid of the gummy feeling on them.
@@.marty;"Holy smokes that was amazing!"@@ Marty says, grinning broadly and breathing heavily.
@@.you;"Yeah... well now you see how easy--"@@
You're bumped forward into Marty as the door behind you opens. You manage to turn around and side-step the door to keep from falling over, but this leaves you standing facing Mr. Fanucci with Marty's cock in your hand.
He looks at you and then Marty and then back to you.
@@.fan;"Sorry! I did not know you were using the office!"@@
Mr. Fanucci promptly shuts the door, leaving you and Marty alone in the office again.
You hear him say through the door: @@.fan;"Remember to wash your hands when you're done, Alex! It is the law!"@@
@@.you;"Oh my god..."@@
@@.marty;"He will, Mister F!"@@
@@.fan;"Good! Hurry if you can, there is another order!"@@
You release Marty and step back.
@@.you;"Well, um--"@@
@@.marty;"Hey, thanks a million, Alex. That was amazing! I really appreciate your help!"@@
@@.you;"Sure..."@@
Marty hops off the desk and puts himself away. He zips up his pants and gives you a kiss on the forehead before opening the door and heading out.
[[I suppose I should see about the delivery order now.|068b PreCheck]]@@.you;"Whoa!"@@
You manage to get out of the way just as Marty's cock spews forth three rapid fire spurts of jizz. Most of the cum splatters on the floor but the first burst managed to make it all the way to the office door, leaving a gooey string of pearly white ball-juice spattered on the silver kickplate of the door.
@@.you;"Jeez, what a mess..."@@
@@.marty;"Wow! Cumming is fuckin' awesome!"@@
You turn to Marty with a frown.
@@.you;"Look at what you did, though."@@
Marty laughs. @@.marty;"You helped! A lot!"@@
You sigh -- but you can't deny it. This is your fault as much as it is his.
@@.you;"We gotta clean this up before--"@@
Suddenly the door opens and Mr. Fanucci takes a half-step in before he sees Marty sitting on his desk with his pants undone and you standing beside him.
@@.fan;"Sorry! I did not know you were using the office!"@@
Mr. Fanucci promptly shuts the door, leaving you and Marty alone in the office again.
You hear him say through the door: @@.fan;"Remember to wash your hands when you're done, Alex! It is the law!"@@
@@.you;"Oh my god..."@@
@@.marty;"He will, Mister F!"@@
@@.fan;"Good! Hurry if you can, there is another order!"@@
@@.you;"Ugh..."@@
@@.marty;"Hey, Alex, don't worry about it. I'll clean this up. That was amazing and I really appreciate your help."@@
@@.you;"Oh. Okay. Thanks, Marty."@@
Marty hops off the desk and puts himself away. He zips up his pants and gives you a kiss on the forehead before opening the door and ushering you out.
[[I suppose I should see about the delivery order now.|068b PreCheck]]<<if $martywank eq true or $martyblow eq true>>\
@@.fan;"Alex,"@@ Mr. Fanucci says when you get back from cleaning up in the bathroom. @@.fan;"I read the full orders and all the requests, like you asked, and... they are naughty."@@
<<else>>\
@@.fan;"Alex,"@@ Mr. Fanucci says, @@.fan;"I read the full orders and all the requests, like you asked, and... they are naughty."@@
<<endif>>\
@@.you;"What? What do you mean?"@@
<<if $notgay neq true and $rebeccaoffer eq true>>\
@@.fan;"The order has,"@@ he says, frowning, @@.fan;"a sexual request. An ORAL sexual request..."@@
@@.you;"You're kidding! Mister F, they can't seriously request stuff like that, can they?"@@
@@.fan;"It looks like they can, Alex!"@@ he says, looking shocked himself. @@.fan;"Of course I can cancel the order. Or you could deliver it but, of course, not providing such a naughty request! The order asked for you by name,"@@ Mr. Fanucci says. @@.fan;"The delivery is from someone named Rebecca. She noted here that you know her."@@
@@.you;"Oh... yeah I met her in the dining room."@@
@@.fan;"Well, you have to decide if you will take it, Alex. We need to maintain our quick delivery times!"@@
<<else>>\
Not gay or no rebecca - no content for this yet
<<endif>>\
<<if $notgay neq true and $rebeccaoffer eq true>>\
[[I'll make the delivery... with full intentions on providing the service for the right price.|069b BoiBlow]]
[[I'll make the delivery but I will twll the customer we don't provide sexual services.|069b BoiNo]]
[[I will tell Mister F to cancel this order. There's no way we can allow customers to make such requests!|069b NoGo]]
<<endif>>\<<set $willblow to true>>\
<<set $slutty += 1>>\
@@.you;"It's fine, I'll make the delivery."@@
Mr. Fanucci nods. @@.fan;"Good. Thank you once again, Alex!"@@
@@.marty;"Accepted that kinda quick, hmm?"@@ Marty asks, smirking. To Mr. Fanucci, he says, @@.marty;"Don't worry about Alex, Mister F. She can definitely handle herself."@@
You're not sure if that was a compliment, but Marty doesn't seem to mean anything bad by it.
@@.you;"Well, here we go again!"@@
[[I need to get into the ADD machine again for this delivery.|070 GetInBoi]]<<set $willblow to false>>\
@@.you;"Fine, I'll make the delivery, but I'm going to tell this customer we don't do that sort of thing here!"@@
Mr. Fanucci nods. @@.fan;"Yes, you tell them, Alex. If they give you any trouble, I will get the police involved!"@@
@@.marty;"Okay, calm down, Mister F. If you call the cops then you might have to explain the machine and the company might find out about it."@@
@@.fan;"Oh. Yes, you are right, Marty. We will have to handle this on our own. But if they give you any trouble, Alex, we will handle them! I promise!"@@
Marty laughs. @@.marty;"Whoa, don't get all worked up, Mister F. You'll have a heart attack!"@@ He shoots you a wink and adds, @@.marty;"Don't worry about Alex, Mister F. He can definitely handle himself."@@
You're not sure if that was a compliment, but Marty doesn't seem to mean anything bad by it.
@@.you;"Okay. Well, here we go again!"@@
[[I need to get into the ADD machine again for this delivery.|070 GetInBoi]]<<set $refusals += 1>>\
@@.you;"Mister F, there's no way I'm going to do that! And there's no way I'm going to make a delivery to someone who's asked for that."@@
Mr. Fanucci nods and says, @@.fan;"Of course, Alex. I understand. I would never expect you to do such a thing! I cannot believe the machine allowed such a request!"@@
@@.marty;"Don't worry about it, Alex. I got it. I'll tell the perv that made this request to shove off."@@
@@.fan;"No no, Marty, you cannot do that. Tell him we do not allow such requests but do not shove him -- we don't attack our customers!"@@
@@.marty;"I didn't mean like actually push him, Mister F. Nevermind. I'll do the delivery and tell the guy that he can't be requesting that sort of stuff."@@
@@.fan;"Good,"@@ Mr. Fanucci says with a nod.
Marty picks up the order, gives you a wink, and hurries out to the scooter.
You sit at the kitchen table and wait.
Marty saunters in through the employee's door into the kitchen with a smirk on his face about ten minutes later.
He looks around for Mr. Fanucci and, not seeing him, says, @@.marty;"Don't worry, Alex, I totally told those guys off! Had them shakin' in their socks!"@@
@@.you;"Did they say why they did that? Or how they did it?"@@
He frowns. @@.marty;"Um, well... the guy said that the app actually suggested that request."@@
You stand up from the kitchen table. @@.you;"What?!"@@
@@.marty;"Yeah,"@@ he says, nodding, @@.marty;"seriously. Can you believe that?"@@
@@.you;"I'm starting to really not like this machine!"@@
Marty steps over to the monitor and stares at it, frowning.
@@.marty;"Well, you can change back, but..."@@
@@.you;"But what?"@@
@@.marty;"But it wants to know what you want to change back into."@@
@@.you;"Huh?"@@
@@.marty;"There's buttons labeled Original and Boi."@@
@@.you;"It wants me to pick?"@@
He shrugs. @@.marty;"Seems that way. So... what do you think? I mean, if you want my opinion, you should definitely stay as you are right now."@@
You cross your arms and throw a pout at him.
@@.you;"Because that's what you want, right?"@@
@@.marty;"Not gonna lie about it,"@@ he says, smiling, @@.marty;"that's exactly why. You make for an okay average guy, I guess, but right now you're absolutely adorable. You know it's true."@@
While you're not sure you agree, you're glad that at least he's honest about his reasons.
You step up to the monitor and eye your choices.
[[I'll press the 'Original' button.|072 Guy]]
[[I'll press the 'Boi' button.|072 Boi]]<div class="porthold">\
<div class="back"><<popup "←Back" "CAST">></div>\
<div class="flip"><<popup "Turn Around→" "ELLA2">></div>\
<img src="DZFAP/fap-ella.png" class="port">\
</div>\Trish sticks her tongue out at Brandon and then pulls you along to their bedroom. She half-shuts the door when she reaches the room and doesn't turn on the light, so the room is rather dark.
@@.trish;"Okay, Alex, first I want you to know that nothing has changed -- I mean, of course, YOU have changed a little but what I mean is that we are all still good friends having good times. Right?"@@
@@.you;"Yeah. I got it."@@
@@.trish;"But... I think Brandon really has kinda sorta had a man-crush on you for a long while and, you know, you looking so frickin' adorable now has just... I dunno. Sent him over the edge?"@@
@@.you;"Okay..."@@
@@.trish;"Yeah so what I mean -- what I really mean -- is that he... would like to... get with you."@@
@@.you;"Get with me?"@@
@@.trish;"Ummhmm."@@
@@.you;"And do what? Bum me, like he said?"@@
@@.trish;"Oh honey that's entirely up to you! Brandon is a horndog and he'll take anything and everything he can get, right? So you need to decide how you want to handle that."@@
@@.you;"Like...?"@@
@@.trish;"Well, way I figure it you and I can just have some fun ourselves -- and lemme tell ya that option is something I'm TOTALLY down for -- or we can involve Brandon."@@ Trish touches your lips with her finger. @@.trish;"I'm positive he wouldn't mind a little attention from these big sexy pillowy lips of yours,"@@ she says. Then she slides her hands down your sides and gently squeezes your ass. @@.trish;"And I know he'd be absolutely ecstatic about getting to weiner this cute little ass of yours."@@
@@.you;"Oh... well--"@@
@@.trish;"We DO have plenty of lube, just so you know,"@@ she says, giving you a quick kiss on the lips. @@.trish;"But, like I said, it's totally up to you, hotstuff. So what're you in the mood for, babe?"@@
[[I just want to get busy with Trish!|053b Trishing]]
<<if $blowjobs > 0>>\
[[I could give Brandon a nice BJ. I'm really good at it, after all!|053b BrandonBlow]]
<<else>>\
[[I could give Brandon a BJ. I think I'd like to try it...|053b BrandonBlow]]
<<endif>>\
<<if $penetratee > 0>>\
[[Well it's not like I haven't been bummed before and I did really enjoy it!|053b Bummed]]
<<else>>\
[[The idea of Brandon fucking me is just too hot for me to pass up!|053b Bummed]]
<<endif>>\@@.you;"Sorry, Trish, I do want to be in the triple but I just really need to get some rest tonight."@@
@@.trish;"Ah, shucks,"@@ Trish says, pouting. @@.trish;"Well, okay, guess I have to take care of our man by myself tonight, then. But I bet this asshole is going to be thinking of you the whole time."@@
You laugh. @@.you2;"Jeez, guys..."@@
@@.brandon;"Sorry but she's probably right though,"@@ Brandon says, shrugging. @@.brandon;"I think I'm totally gay for you, Alex."@@
Trish wheels around again to face him.
@@.trish;"Did you just REALLY?!"@@
@@.brandon;"Yeah, I said it. So what. You're gonna be thinking about him, too."@@
Trish scowls but says, @@.trish;"Well... still..."@@
@@.brandon;"Ah, whatever. I'll make it up to you,"@@ Brandon says, licking his lips. @@.brandon;"Yeah?"@@
@@.trish;"Okay!"@@
Trish grabs Brandon's arm and stomps by you, pulling him into their bedroom with her. The door slams shut, leaving you alone in the kitchen.
Through the door you hear Trish shout, @@.trish;"You have to do it SOFT, like he would, stupid!"@@
@@.brandon;"Yeah yeah, I will. Get on the bed, ya slut."@@
You turn on the television -- loud -- to give them some privacy. After watching an episode of Old Ass Aliens you head to your bedroom.
[[Time I get some sleep!|054b WakeUp]]
<center><img src="DZFAP/zzzz.png"></center>\<<set $penetrator += 1>>\
<<set $gotoral += 1>>\
<<set $slutty += 1>>\
@@.you;"I'd like it just to kinda be us two, Trish."@@
@@.trish;"Okay!"@@
Trish gives you a kiss and quickly helps you out of your clothes. She pushes you down on the bed and her mouth is almost immediately enveloping your quickly growing erection.
<center><img src="DZFAP/oooh.png"></center>\
@@.trish;"Aww, you make such cute noises!"@@ Trish says. She gives your stiff cock a long lick, which causes you to make one of the aforementioned 'cute' noises. She giggles and then sets about trying to swallow your dick whole.
@@.you;"Oh geez Trish... that feels amazing!"@@
@@.trish;"Mmmhmm..."@@
After a few moments, Trish suddenly slides on top of you so that she's straddling your thighs. She retrieves a condom from the nightstand and rolls it onto your throbbing pecker then quickly shifts into place and lowers herself down on your erection, enveloping you in her very wet pussy.
The both of you moan together as she seats herself in your lap.
@@.trish;"You're going to blow your load fast again, huh?"@@ she asks as she teases her fingernails on your chest and stomach.
You gulp and nod. The way you feel this very moment, all she need to do is grind her hips a bit to push you right over the edge.
She playfully frowns and pouts her lips.
@@.trish;"Well you're not going to get off that easy,"@@ she says. @@.trish;"Maybe I'll just sit here for an hour, only moving just enough to keep you completely frustrated. Hmm?"@@
But, despite her impish threat, Trish leans forward, bracing her hands on your chest, and brings her face very close to yours. You feel her hips shift up and you gasp as your aching pecker slides halfway out of her sopping wet cunt.
@@.trish;"Oooh yeah,"@@ she whispers. @@.trish;"Beg for it, babe."@@
She slowly presses herself back down, eliciting a whimper from you at the delicious sensation.
@@.trish;"Mmm that's it. That's my boy."@@
Trish continues to gradually shift her hips up and down in your lap, somehow expertly preventing you from just barely reaching the point of orgasm. You're starting to sweat. The suspense is becoming unbearable!
And just then, Trish presses her lips to yours and bucks her hips down onto you with purposeful intent. You groan into her kiss as you release copious amounts of pent-up cum while she grinds against you.
When you're done trembling, Trish breaks off the kiss and smirks at you.
@@.trish;"Hmm that was actually really, REALLY fun,"@@ she says.
She slides off you, removes the condom and cleans you up with a rag, and lies down beside you.
@@.trish;"Rest up real quick, honey, because we are definitely going to do that again."@@
The two of you do -- actually you do it twice more, each time Trish teasing you to the very end. The third time Brandon comes into the room and talks with you about the latest episode of Old Ass Aliens, acting like nothing strange is going on while his girlfriend tantalizes another long drawn-out orgasm from you -- which, honestly, kind of makes it all the hotter.
You finally fall asleep, exhausted, with naked Trish wedged between the two of you in Brandon's bed.
[[So... tired...|054b WakeUp]]
<center><img src="DZFAP/zzzz.png"></center>\@@.you;"Um, well... I could give Brandon a blowjob."@@
Trish grins and her eyes open big and wide.
@@.trish;"Oh my gosh that's so SWEET!"@@
She wraps you in a hug and kisses your neck and gives your earlobe a playful nibble.
@@.trish;"He is going to LOVE it,"@@ she says. Then, shouting towards the hallway, she yells, @@.trish;"Brandon get your skinny ass in here!"@@
@@.brandon;"All right! Geez! Don't get your panties in a bunch!"@@
@@.trish;"I'm not wearing any, dumbass!"@@
@@.brandon;"Oh, right,"@@ Brandon says, pushing the door open a little as he steps in. @@.brandon;"Well then... don't get your... ovaries... in, like, a knot. Or whatever."@@
@@.trish;"Ugh. You SO don't deserve what you're about to get."@@
@@.brandon;"Probably not. But I want it anyway,"@@ he says, crossing his arms. Then he raises his eyebrows and looks a bit concerned. @@.brandon;"Wait, what am I getting?"@@
Trish looks to you and then back to him and says, @@.trish;"A blowie from the cutest boy on the block."@@
Brandon pumps his fist in the air. @@.brandon;"Fuck yeah, bro!"@@
@@.trish;"Really? 'Fuck yeah bro' is the best you can do?"@@
Brandon steps up to you and holds his hand up for a high-five and you automatically slap your hand to his. After giving you a follow-up fist-bump and a wink, he turns back to Trish.
@@.brandon;"There."@@
@@.trish;"The fuck was that?"@@
@@.brandon;"Bro stuff. You wouldn't understand."@@
@@.trish;"Why, because I don't have a PENIS?"@@
@@.brandon;"Duh! That's where we keep our brains."@@
Trish frowns but then shrugs. @@.trish;"Yeah. Can't argue with that."@@
Brandon plops down on the bed and kicks out of his boxers. He puts his hands behind his head and gives you another wink. His pink-headed cock is already stiffening, and quickly.
Trish rolls her eyes. @@.trish;"That's about as much romance as I get out of him, too."@@
@@.brandon;"You ready, Alex?"@@ Brandon asks, giving you a wink and a little bounce of his hips.
You bite your lip and nod shyly, which causes Brandon to shiver and grin.
Trish quickly helps you out of your clothes and, noting your own erection, says, @@.trish;"Well it's obvious you're going to enjoy this too, hmm sweetheart?"@@ She giggles and gives your hard-on a soft stroke.
With her hand on your ass, Trish guides you over to the bed and you slide up onto it, straddling Brandon's lower legs. You reach forward slowly and touch your fingers on Brandon's trembling, rock-hard cock. You close it in your fist and Brandon lets out an appreciative moan.
You lick your lips and lean down over him, lining up your mouth with his dick. It looks so much bigger right now!
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Slowly, lower your head down and let his cockhead slide past your lips into your mouth. Brandon groans as you suck him deep into your mouth until his length threatens to choke you.
Trish kneels on the bed beside you and strokes her fingers through your hair and down your back. You hear a spurting sound, and then Trish's lubed-up hand grabs your erection and slowly strokes you.
@@.you;"Mmmmmm,"@@ you groan around Brandon's cock.
@@.trish;"Let's make it a contest,"@@ Trish says, giggling. @@.trish;"First one to get off loses!"@@
@@.brandon;"Oh, shit,"@@ Brandon says, reaching down to run brush your hair behind your ear. @@.brandon;"Sorry, Alex, you know how competitive I am! This is going to take a while!"@@
You look up at him, sliding your mouth off his cock and giving his shaft a long lick. You kiss the tip of his penis and smirk at him.
@@.brandon;"Whew. Or not. Fuck..."@@
@@.trish;"Ooh he's already got you on the ropes, Brandon!"@@
@@.brandon;"No way! I can do this. I can do this!"@@
You slide Brandon's member back into your mouth and bury it deep down to your throat, nestling your nose in his trimmed pubic hair.
@@.brandon;"OhfuckI'mgonnaloseohfuckohfuck..."@@
You swallow your throat against his pulsating prick and moan. Trish hand is working expertly on your erection, squeezing and stroking, and then her other hand cups your balls, caressing them, coaxing out your cum.
@@.brandon;"Oh dammit!"@@
Although you can't say it, you feel the same way with Trish hands fondling you. You're about to orgasm! You renew your effort to get Brandon off first by bobbing your head up in down in his lap and humming as you suck his cock.
Brandon clutches the bedsheets in his fists and his body stiffens.
@@.brandon;"Ohshitno! Hurry Trish hurry!"@@
@@.trish;"I'm trying!"@@ Trish says. @@.trish;"He's close!"@@
You grab Brandon's hips as you deepthroat him, swallowing and sucking as your own climax becomes immediately inevitable. Brandon groans as he releases his seed into your mouth and a fraction of a second later you whimper as spurt after spurt of jizz spews from your trembling cock all over your chest and Brandon's legs. You swallow all of Brandon's cum automatically and pull your mouth off his cock with a gasp.
Brandon looks at you, grinning.
@@.brandon;"Okay, I lost,"@@ he admits. @@.brandon;"But it was totally worth this view right here."@@
You can imagine what he sees from his angle: you, beat red and panting with cummy lips and tears dribbled down your face and, above all, a smug, satisfied smile.
@@.trish;"That was fucking HOT,"@@ Trish says. She grabs your hair and mashes your lips to hers, giving you a long, sticky kiss. She breaks away and turns to Brandon to say, @@.trish;"And now, LOSER, you've gotta eat me out."@@
Brandon chuckles. @@.brandon;"That ain't no punishment, stupid. Get that beautiful cunt over here and smush it on my face."@@
Trish giggles, shaking her fists in the air, and does exactly as Brandon asked. She straddles him with her back to you and you watch as her hips slowly grind against him. She lets out a long, shaky moan.
You look down and see Brandon's tool has already began to rise again. You take it in your hand and caress it until it's hard once more. Brandon grunts and Trish turns around to see what you're doing.
@@.you;"First one to get off loses,"@@ you say as you give Brandon's cockhead a lick.
@@.trish;"Oh, baby, you know how I hate to lose,"@@ Trish says, laughing.
Brandon can only groan in reply.
In the end, Trish loses thanks to your best efforts. You get another mouthful of jizz as your reward and Trish decides her punishment is to give you a blowjob -- which proves to be a very pleasant and relaxing way to drift off to sleep.
[[Oh... yeah...|054b WakeUp]]
<center><img src="DZFAP/zzzz.png"></center>\<<set $buttfucked to true>>\
@@.you;"Um, well... I think I'd like to get, you know, bummed."@@
Trish grins and her eyes open big and wide.
@@.trish;"Oh BABY are you in for it now! In a good way, I mean, of course! Shit, you think I would still be around that stupid manchild if he didn't know how to fuck? Well... I would, but that's because he's very sweet. But DON'T YOU DARE tell him I said that."@@
She wraps you in a hug and kisses your neck and gives your earlobe a playful nibble.
@@.trish;"You both going to LOVE this,"@@ she says. Then, shouting towards the hallway, she yells, @@.trish;"Brandon get your skinny ass in here!"@@
@@.brandon;"All right! Geez! Don't get your panties in a bunch!"@@
@@.trish;"I'm not wearing any, dumbass!"@@
@@.brandon;"Oh, right,"@@ Brandon says, pushing the door open a little as he steps in. @@.brandon;"Well then... don't get your... ovaries... in, like, a knot. Or whatever."@@
@@.trish;"Ugh. You SO don't deserve what you're about to get."@@
@@.brandon;"Probably not. But I want it anyway,"@@ he says, crossing his arms. Then he raises his eyebrows and looks a bit concerned. @@.brandon;"Wait, what am I getting?"@@
Trish looks to you and then back to him and says, @@.trish;"You get to bum the cutest boy on the block."@@
Brandon pumps his fist in the air. @@.brandon;"Fuck yeah, bro!"@@
@@.trish;"Really? 'Fuck yeah bro' is the best you can do?"@@
Brandon steps up to you and holds his hand up for a high-five and you automatically slap your hand to his. After giving you a follow-up fist-bump and a wink, he turns back to Trish.
@@.brandon;"There."@@
@@.trish;"The fuck was that?"@@
@@.brandon;"Bro stuff. You wouldn't understand."@@
@@.trish;"Why, because I don't have a PENIS?"@@
@@.brandon;"Duh! That's where we keep our brains."@@
Trish frowns but then shrugs. @@.trish;"Yeah. Can't argue with that."@@
Brandon plops down on the bed and kicks out of his boxers. He puts his hands behind his head and gives you another wink. His pink-headed cock is already stiffening, and quickly.
@@.trish;"Oh? Well, it looks like you're topping tonight, sweetie,"@@ Trish says, giving you a slap on your ass.
@@.brandon;"Oh yeah, it'll be better for him to control the, you know, entry."@@ Brandon says, giving you a wink and a little bounce of his hips.
Trish quickly helps you out of your clothes and, noting your own erection, says, @@.trish;"Well it's obvious you're going to enjoy this too, hmm sweetheart?"@@ She giggles and gives your hard-on a soft stroke.
With her hand on your ass, Trish guides you over to the bed and you slide up onto it, straddling Brandon's lower legs. Trish gently urges you forward so that you're leaning over Brandon.
@@.trish;"Get him ready while I lube you up, doll,"@@ she says.
You reach forward slowly and touch your fingers on Brandon's trembling, rock-hard cock. You close it in your fist and Brandon lets out an appreciative moan. You lick your lips and lean down over him, lining up your mouth with his dick. It looks so much bigger right now!
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Slowly, lower your head down and let his cockhead slide past your lips into your mouth. Brandon groans as you suck him deep into your mouth until his length threatens to choke you.
You feel Trish's hands on your ass and you let out a little whimper around Brandon's cock when you feel a slightly chilly, slick substance being slathered over your starfish. A surprised cry escapes you as Trish works one of her fingers inside your pucker.
Brandon tousles your hair with his hand and says, @@.brandon;"Oh fuck Alex you're so damn cute!"@@
After a minute of sucking off Brandon and getting finger-fucked in the asshole by Trish, you feel her guide you up so that you can get into position for penetration.
@@.trish;"Don't be nervous, babe. He's real gentle when I tell him to be,"@@ Trish says. @@.trish;"And by the way, dickhead, that's my way of telling you to be GENTLE."@@
@@.brandon;"Yeah I know. You're just jealous because Alex is gonna get bummed before you."@@
@@.trish;"Ha! Yeah right!"@@ she replies. Then she says, a little more quietly, @@.trish;"But if I do get jealous..."@@
@@.brandon;"Yeah, see? C'mon, Alex, let's get this envious hussy into a tizzy."@@
@@.trish;"A tizzy? Where the fuck did-- wait, is that from my Cosmo, too?"@@
@@.brandon;"Yep."@@
Trish sighs. @@.trish;"Fuck, I gotta stop reading that garbage. Okay, Alex, just gently lower yourself..."@@
<<if $penetratee gt 0>>\
You're touched by their concern, even though you know this won't be your first time doing this.
<<else>>\
It's difficult not to be at least a little nervous, but you know your two best friends won't do anything to make you uncomfortable.
<<endif>>\
Trish holds Brandon's penis below you. Slowly, you lower your hips down until Brandon's cockhead is poking at your backdoor. With a little bit of wiggling and some effort, the pink head of his pecker slips inside you.
@@.you;"Oh... ahh... whew..."@@
<<if $penetratee lt 1>>\
There's an irritating burning sensation but it's very quickly fading. You wonder if the machine prepared you for this somehow, since you're sure you've heard first time anal sex can be painful. But this is certainly not an unpleasant feeling...
<<else>>\
The slight burning sensation you felt before makes a return, but fades away much more quickly. Soon all you feel is a delightful tingle and the weird, but certainly not unpleasant, feeling of being penetrated.
<<endif>>\
@@.trish;"Take it slow, sweetie,"@@ Trish says, stroking her hand down your back.
Gradually you lower yourself down until you're sitting in Brandon's lap with his cock up your ass. You grin at him as he looks at you, wide-eyed.
@@.brandon;"Damn, taking like a champ! Oh, fuck, Alex, you feel so hot and tight inside..."@@
You giggle and rock your hips a little bit.
@@.trish;"Ooh I think he really likes it. Don't you, Alex? You little minx!"@@
You bite your lip and nod shyly, which causes Brandon to shiver underneath you.
@@.brandon;"Damn..."@@
After placing your hands on Brandon's chest, you start to gently buck your hips back and forth. His cock is barely moving in and out of you but it feels wonderful -- and apparently the feeling is mutual: Brandon drops his head back onto his pillow and moans.
Trish kneels on the bed beside you and strokes her fingers through your hair and down your back. She spurts some of the lube into her hand and grabs your erection and slowly strokes you.
@@.trish;"Ooh, you like that too, don't ya?"@@
You lick your lips and nod. The combination of Trish expertly working your erection while Brandon's hard cock pushes against your secret butt button again and again is overwhelming. You're not sure you can last much longer!
@@.brandon;"Look at the little slut. He's close already!"@@
It's true: you're panting. Your legs are shaking a little. The voice in your head says 'Fuck it!' and you really start to bounce in Brandon's lap, making him thrust into hard and deep. You whimper each time his spears your insides, sending lightning tingles throughout your belly. Your fingers dig into the flesh of his chest.
@@.brandon;"Fuck yeah. Get it, Alex. Get it!"@@
You're panting so hard now that your tongue lolls out of your mouth. Trish gently twists and squeezes her fingers around your shaft and rubs her thumb against the head of your prick, causing you to squirm and mewl.
@@.trish;"He's close, babe. He's REAL close."@@
Brandon squeezes and strokes your thighs. @@.brandon;"Come on, you cute asshole. Splatter me, bro!"@@
Trish laughs, causing you to giggle along, and Brandon groans.
@@.brandon;"Oh shit, keep laughing! That feels amazing!"@@
That, of course, causes the both of you to laugh even more.
@@.brandon;"Oh man..."@@
Brandon swallows and shuts his eyes. You're breathing too hard to laugh now. Sparks are going off all across your body. Your toes are cramping because they're curling so hard. You want to cum so badly but it just seems to sit there on the edge, causing your whole body to shake.
Here it is... here it is... HERE IT IS!
Finally, with a quavering squeal, your pent-up jizm rushes up your shaft and spews forth in several ropes of sticky semen on Brandon's chest as you have the longest and most powerful orgasm you've ever experienced. Brandon groans and clutches your thighs as he drives his hips up into you. A warmth spreads in your bottom and you know he just came in your ass, which makes you smile in smug satisfaction.
The two of you panting and sweating, Brandon looks up into your eyes and smiles. You feel some sort of ethereal electricity between the two of you and it makes you feel warm all over.
@@.trish;"Damn,"@@ Trish says after a few moments of silence. @@.trish;"That was HOT."@@ She grabs your hair and mashes your lips to hers, giving you a long kiss. @@.trish;"You are amazing, Alex,"@@ she says after breaking away from the kiss.
@@.brandon;"Yeah man, that was awesome."@@
You look to one of them then the other and say, @@.you;"Um... thanks... guys."@@
@@.trish;"Aww look he's all embarrassed..."@@
@@.brandon;"Well, um... his BUM... is full of CUM."@@
Trish laughs but then claps her hand over her mouth and snorts.
@@.trish;"Sorry, Alex,"@@ she says once she's gotten control of herself again. @@.trish;"Let's take a shower, huh?"@@
Soon the three of you are in the shower. You never realized how fun it could be to have a shower with other people! Not to mention how easy it is to wash up, thanks to the extra hands.
After toweling you off, Brandon scoops you into his arms and carries you to your room.
@@.brandon;"We'll have to sleep in your room tonight,"@@ he says, off-loading you onto your bed. @@.brandon;"My, uh, sheets need to be washed, you know?"@@
Trish comes bouncing in, naked as ever, and climbs into bed on the other side of you. Sandwiched and hugged between your friends, it doesn't take you long to start to drift off into a cozy dreamless night.
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[[This is very comfy...|054b WakeUp]]
<center><img src="DZFAP/zzzz.png"></center>\You pull your mouth off Mr. Fanucci's cock with a wet pop sound and proceed to stroke him. Thankfully your saliva provides plenty of lube and he certainly doesn't seem to mind that you're jacking him off while looking up at him.
@@.fan;"Oh!"@@ Mr. Fanucci moans. He grips the fabric of his slacks in his fists and thrusts his hips forward as he fires a volley of jizz over your shoulder.
You shift to the side a bit to keep the remaining spurts from getting on your clothes, though plenty of his pearly cum oozes over your hand.
After a couple more groans and jerks of his hips, Mr. Fanucci is clearly spent. He grabs a box of tissues from his desk and hands you some.
When he's done wiping himself off, he zips and buckles his pants and plops down in his desk chair, huffing and sweating a little.
You wipe off your hand and toss the tissues into the trash.
@@.fan;"Thank you, Alex. That was very pleasant."@@
@@.you;"You're very welcome, Mister F,"@@ you say, giving him a wink. @@.you;"I'm gonna go wash up."@@
@@.fan;"Yes. Good, Alex. It's the law!"@@
[[I need to head to the bathroom to clean up.|048 CleanUp]]You decide to keep at it and soon enough you're rewarded for your efforts: Mr. Fanucci groans and brushes his thick fingers through your hair as you clamp your mouth down on his cock and swallow against it repeatedly as spurt after spurt of sweet semen pumps into your mouth.
You dutifully swallow every drop and even lick off the tardy dollop that appears at the tip of his softening penis.
@@.you;"Say, Mister F,"@@ you say, licking your lips and looking up at him, @@.you;"you eat a lot of pineapple or something?"@@
He nods. @@.fan;"Yes, and it is my favorite pizza topping, too!"@@
You run your tongue over your plump lips again.
@@.you;"Well I dunno about having it on pizza, but it sure makes for some tasty cum!"@@
Mr. Fanucci grins. @@.fan;"I'm glad we both enjoyed it, then, Alex!"@@
You rise to your feet, still licking your lips, as Mr. Fanucci zips and buckles himself back up.
@@.you;"I should go wash up,"@@ you say.
He nods and plops down in his desk chair.
@@.fan;"Yes. Good, Alex. I -- I need a moment,"@@ he says, a little out of breath.
[[I need to head to the bathroom to clean up.|048 CleanUp]]When you get out of the bathroom, Mr. Fanucci is standing in the kitchen tapping on his phone. He looks up and smiles at you.
@@.fan;"Ah, Alex. It's time to close for the day. I know it's a little early but my wife is coming by and, well..."@@
@@.you;"I gotcha, Mister F. No problem. I'll just change back--"@@
@@.fan;"Oh no!"@@ Mr. Fanucci says as he steps up to the ADD monitor and taps it with his finger a few times. @@.fan;"The machine is off, Alex. I cannot get it to turn back on!"@@
@@.you;"What? Really? Does that mean I'm stuck as this version of myself?"@@
@@.fan;"No no! I will make sure they fix this! The technician WILL be here in the morning."@@
@@.you;"In the morning? So..."@@
@@.fan;"You will... have to be like that... for the night. I'm so sorry, Alex!"@@
@@.you;"Oh, man! But I can't go home like this! I have roommates, Mister F!"@@
He frowns and says, @@.fan;"I will call them for you and explain. I have your number in the office. Please take the scooter home tonight."@@
@@.you;"Mister F..."@@
@@.fan;"I am very, very sorry. I promise I will make this right! Once you are returned to normal, I will give back this machine! I won't put you in these situations anymore! I promise!"@@
[[But I don't want Mister F to give back the machine...|049b KeepADD]]
[[That's good! I won't have to deal with this weirdness anymore.|049b NoADD]]<<set $alex to 'boi cosplay'>>\
You get into the machine and watch the large order being made. At the halfway point, you clamp your eyes shut because you know the ADD is going to flash you into some sort of costume.
And it does. After the bright flash you look down at yourself.
@@.you;"Err?"@@
<center><img src="DZFAP/ding.png"></center>\
You grab the boxes for the order from the extended tray then step out of the machine and set the boxes on the table. You look in the mirror and you can't really make out what you're supposed to be dressed as... a superhero? The boots with the super-shiny metal toes are kind of cool but you're not sure what the flexible plastic pieces across your shoulders are supposed to be... or where your top is.
<<if options.showmainimg is true>>\
<center><img src="DZFAP/fap-alex-boi-cosplay.png" class="port"></center>\
<<endif>>\
@@.fan;"Alex! Oh, this is an interesting costume, isn't it? Do you know what comic book you are from?"@@
@@.you;"I don't know... apparently one where they don't have shirts?"@@ you guess, laughing a little at the absurdity of it. @@.you;"Is this the sort of outfit you see at these convensions your niece does?"@@
@@.fan;"Hmm. Usually it is the girls wearing skimpy, tight costumes, Alex."@@
@@.you;"Well these pants are plenty tight. Stretchy, though. Actually, now that I've walked a bit in them, they're sort of comfy."@@
@@.fan;"Oh, good. But Alex, I can see your bulge! And your bum!"@@
@@.you;"Yeah, sort of, but they're covered... technically. I dunno, Mister F. I feel a little silly."@@
@@.fan;"I think it is fine for one of these costume party events. But if you are not comfortable, Alex, I will ask Marty to take the order. He has been very helpful lately and I don't think it will be a problem."@@
[[I'll take the delivery myself.|043b BoiDeliver]]
[[I'll let Marty take the delivery for me.|043b Decline]]<<set $metella to true>>\
<<set $costume to 'boi'>>\
@@.you;"No, it's fine, Mister F. I said I'd go and I will, even if I do look a little silly."@@
@@.fan;"Oh, good, Alex! Thank you. I know Ella will be very happy!"@@
@@.you;"Okay. Her name's Ella? I like that name."@@
@@.fan;"Oh yes, and she's very pretty, too!"@@
@@.you;"Well, I look forward to meeting her. See you soon, Mister F."@@
@@.fan;"Bye, Alex. Be safe!"@@
You head out to the scooter with your delivery load and tie it all down in the back cargo box. You hop on the scooter and fire it up.
<center><img src="DZFAP/zing.png"></center>\
At least the scooter makes for easy parking! You get a 'Motorcycles Only' spot at the front of the large convention building. A scooter is a motorcycle, basically, right? Plus there's plenty of other 'Motorcycles Only' parking spaces here -- you guess not a lot of cosplayers ride motorcycles due to their outfits.
The boxes are heavy in your arms but you make it up the sidewalk and someone dressed as a trek wars ewacky holds the door open for you.
@@.you;"Thanks!"@@
@@.nobody;"Wurblydeedurgubgubdeegrrarrrr,"@@ the kind ewacky replies.
Once inside the lobby, you are immediately greeted by a slender young woman dressed in casual business attire.
@@.ella;"Hello! Alex, right? My uncle called and said you'd be here shortly. I'm Ella."@@
<<if options.showcastimg is true>>\
<center><img src="DZFAP/fap-ella.png" class="port"></center>\
<<endif>>\
@@.you;"Oh, yes, I'm Alex,"@@ you say as she relieves you of a couple of the boxes.
@@.ella;"Oh my gosh! You're 5i55i! Wow, you look amazing!"@@
@@.you;"Oh. Um, thanks."@@
@@.ella;"Wow! I mean, really! I didn't think anyone would have the nerve to dress up as the notorious Sidekick Sexbot!"@@
@@.you;"Uh... sexbot...?"@@
@@.ella;"And you look so authentic, too."@@ She smiles and laughs. @@.ella;"I'm mean, MOSTLY authentic. You're quite a bit cuter than the actor who plays 5i55i in the series."@@
@@.you;"Oh. Um, thanks,"@@ you say again, feeling the heat of a blush on your face.
@@.ella;"Aww,"@@ Ella says, reaching out to pat you on the arm. @@.ella;"You. Are. ADORABLE."@@
You didn't think you could blush anymore, but you feel like all the blood in your body has rushed to your head. For a moment, you're scared you might actually pass out!
@@.ella;"C'mon on then, you. We'll put this food in the conference area and then I just HAVE to show you around, you know."@@
You follow Ella through the lobby to the conference room. You're suprised by the number and variety of half-naked women running around. There are a few guys in rather skimpy costumes, too, but from what you can see yours is one of the most revealing by far.
Ella looks over your shoulder to give you a wink before you follow her into the conference room. Inside is more dimly lit than the lobby, but after a moment your eyes adjust. There's a large stage at one end of the room with spotlights trained on it.
After setting down her load, Ella takes the remaining boxes from you and places them on the long table against one wall of the room.
@@.ella;"The contest will be starting soon and OF COURSE you're going to enter but for now let's go meet and greet, shall we? My uncle promised you'd have some time to enjoy the convention. Did he check with you?"@@
[[I will tell Ella that's fine, I can hang out here for a while.|044b Convention]]
[[I'll tell her that I hadn't planned on staying.|044b RollOut]]<<set $refusals += 1>>\
@@.you;"I'm sorry, Mister F, but I can't go in this -- it's too silly!"@@
He nods his head. @@.fan;"I understand, Alex. I have Marty take this order."@@
@@.you2;"Okay. Thanks, Mister F."@@
@@.fan;"Of course!"@@
Mr. Fanucci heads out to the dining area to talk to Marty and comes back a couple minutes later.
@@.fan;"Everything is fine, Alex. Marty will make the order."@@
The person entering the kitchen behind Mr. Fanucci is a tall, fit, handsome young man dressed casually in jeans and a tank-top.
<<if options.showcastimg is true>>\
<center><img src="DZFAP/fap-marty.png" class="port"></center>\
<<endif>>\
@@.marty;"Hey, Alex, check me out!"@@
@@.you;"Wow! Is that you, Mandy?"@@
@@.marty;"Marty. I'm Marty now. Pretty cool, huh?"@@
@@.you;"Yeah. I mean, you look great. And if you're happy--"@@
@@.marty;"Totally happy!"@@ he says, grinning. @@.marty;"Say, when I get back, I need to talk to you, okay?"@@
@@.you;"Oh. Sure, yeah. No problem."@@
@@.marty;"Great!"@@ Marty says. He swoops up the order and, after giving you a quick wink, he rushes out to deliver it.
@@.fan;"Ah, he is a much better delivery person as a boy, isn't he, Alex?"@@
You nod. @@.you;"Yeah. He actually seems a lot happier. But, hey, he wasn't changed, Mister F! He wasn't wearing a costume or anything."@@
@@.fan;"Oh! Yes, Marty has gotten very good with handling the orders. The technician taught him."@@
@@.you;"Oh. That's cool, I guess. I mean, that's good."@@
@@.fan;"It is! Marty can do all the orders you're not comfortable with, Alex. But don't worry, you are still our best delivery driver. You're much faster and the customers love you!"@@
Mr. Fanucci goes back out to the dining area. Marty comes sauntering in about thirty minutes later, grinning.
@@.marty;"Well, Mister F's niece wasn't all that happy I didn't have a costume and didn't want to stay, but it's done and she still tipped me! She was actually pretty sweet about the whole thing. Cute, too. But, speaking of cute, she wasn't near as cute as you, Alex."@@ He looks you over when you stand up from the kitchen table. @@.marty;"And hey! That's quite an outfit!"@@
@@.you;"Yeah... she wanted someone in costume so..."@@
@@.marty;"Well, she got her wish, huh? I think it looks great on you!"@@ He laughs. @@.marty;"So, what I wanted to tell you is that I've decided I'm not going to change back. I'm Marty for good."@@
@@.you;"Oh? Well if you're happy, that's great."@@
@@.marty;"I am but... I'm also a little confused about, you know, stuff. Could I ask you some questions?"@@
@@.you;"Of course."@@
He smiles. @@.marty;"Great! Thanks, Alex. Um, let's go back to Mister F's office for some privacy -- I don't want anyone to listen in. Okay?"@@
@@.you;"Well... okay. Sure."@@
@@.marty;"Thanks, Alex. C'mon."@@
Marty leads the way to Mr. Fanucci's office at the back of the kitchen.
[[I'll go into the office with Marty.|064b Office]]@@.you;"Oh, yeah, of course I can stay for a while."@@
@@.ella;"Oh thank you SO much! Really, I mean it. I don't know anyone here and it'll be nice to sort of know someone -- I mean, since you work for my uncle."@@
@@.you;"Wurblydeedurgubgubdeegrrarrrr,"@@ you say.
She raises her eyebrows. @@.ella;"Uhh... what?"@@
@@.you;"It's ewacky for 'you're welcome' ...I think? Unless that ewacky at the door was hitting on me."@@
Ella bursts out laughing and then covers her mouth with her hand, staring at you.
@@.ella;"Oh my, Alex. You're are just FULL of surprises, aren't you?"@@
@@.you;"Burps, too, if I have too much soda."@@
Ella breaks out in giggle and reaches out to slap you on the chest.
@@.ella;"Stop, please! I'm going to pee myself."@@ She wipes her eyes and gives you a trembling smile. @@.ella;"Alex, just where has my mean old uncle been hiding you?"@@
@@.you;"Oh, I actually only started a couple weeks ago."@@
@@.ella;"Well,"@@ she says, still smiling, @@.ella;"I am definitely going to have to come by the pizzeria more often."@@
@@.you;"You should. We have jalapeno poppers now."@@
Ella snorts and looks away.
@@.ella;"Oh, fine! You win. You stay RIGHT HERE. I'm going to the bathroom."@@
@@.you;"Okay. Use my name, you'll get a good seat."@@
@@.ella;"Oh my gosh STAHP!"@@ Ella squeals as she rushes away to the bathroom.
You chuckle to yourself as she hurries away. She seems fun.
[[She seems nice and... I think I could be into her.|045b EllaYep]]
[[Well she does seem nice but she's not my type.|045b EllaNope]]@@.you;"Actually, I should head back."@@
@@.ella;"Oh? Okay, I understand. Work first, right? That's my motto! Well, sex first and work second, I guess,"@@ she says, laughing. @@.ella;"I mean, not that-- oh haha nevermind. I ramble sometimes. Anyway, have a good day, Alex. Thanks for making the delivery in character and everything!"@@
@@.you;"Sure, no problem."@@
@@.ella;"See you around sometime,"@@ she says, giving you a little wave and then hurrying away.
[[Delivery complete! Time to get back to the pizzeria.|046b Pizzeria]]<<set $boinkella to true>>\
Ella comes back a few minutes later, grinning.
@@.ella;"Hey, you stayed!"@@ she says, laughing. @@.ella;"Are you... um... programmed to, you know, enjoy the company of women, Mr. Sexbot?"@@
@@.you;"Uh... yeah, of course. Sure. I mean, totally!"@@
@@.ella;"Hmm, you don't sound very confident for a sex machine,"@@ she says, running her fingernail down your chest. @@.ella;"Is there something I need to switch on, maybe?"@@
@@.you;"Yeah,"@@ you say, @@.you;"you just did it."@@
She laughs again and raises an eyebrow.
@@.ella;"Oh, goodie! User-friendly sexbots are my favorite things."@@
Ella brushes her fingers against your soft, flat tummy and then beckons you to follow her.
@@.ella;"C'mon, I wanna show off my new plaything!"@@
You walk beside Ella as she introduces you to all sorts of costumed people. Some of the outfits are really elaborate and some look like a bunch of cardboard and duct-tape, but Ella treats every person graciously. She asks a couple questions about their character and compliments them and then asks if they like her sexbot -- to which everyone replies in the affirmative.
@@.ella;"I knew you'd be popular,"@@ she says. @@.ella;"Soon everyone is going to want their own Alex!"@@
@@.you;"Not sure I could handle everyone here..."@@
@@.ella;"Ooh,"@@ she says, spinning on her heel to face you, @@.ella;"but you'd like to try, is that it? Look here, you, I'm NOT that kind of girl. I mean, I don't just GET with random boys, got it?"@@
@@.you;"Yeah no I didn't mean--"@@
@@.ella;"BUUUUUT... since you are JUST a silly machine..."@@ She smirks and steps very close to you, placing her hands on your chest. @@.ella;"Maybe I could, you know, utilize your services?"@@
You smile back, feeling a little lightheaded from the combination of her perfume and her fingertips gently teasing your exposed flesh.
@@.you;"Well... you know... well... that's what, you know, I'm programmed for. Right...?"@@
@@.ella;"Mmmhmm. Come with me!"@@ Ella takes your hand and pulls you along with her. @@.ella;"Sorry, I'm afraid you're not going to make the costume contest after all. You have services to render, Mr. Sexbot."@@
Ella tugs you into a side hallway and then into a dimly-lit, empty room. She shuts the door and pulls you against her as she leans back on the wall. One of her legs hooks you around the back of your thighs and squeezes you against her. She kisses you hard and fights your tongue with hers.
When she breaks away, gasping for a breath, she grabs your hand and places it between her legs.
@@.you;"Wow you're really wet..."@@
@@.ella;"Mmmhmm I've been thinking about using my sexbot for over an hour! So get to it!"@@
Her hands shoot up to your belt and buckle it, tossing it aside. She pushes down the waistband of your tight pants and wraps her fingers around your already fully-erect pecker.
@@.ella;"Whoa, what is this? A steel rod?"@@ she asks, laughing.
@@.you;"It's my, uh, pleasure extension."@@
She giggles but wastes no time in rolling a condom onto your erection. She guides it between her legs and kisses you again. Ella moans into your mouth as you slip inside her.
@@.ella;"Oh fuck yeah... that's nice! Get those hip pistons firing already, will ya?"@@
Ella throws her arms around your neck and kisses and nibbles at your throat as you begin to thrust into her.
<center><img src="DZFAP/oooh.png"></center>\
@@.ella;"Faster, fuckbot, faster!"@@
You try to hold up her up against the wall as you pump your rigid member in and out of her, the wet sounds of your enthusiastic love-making mingled with grunts and moans echoing in the small room. She bites at your neck and her fingernails scratch across your back.
@@.ella;"Harder,"@@ she whispers, @@.ella;"harder!"@@
@@.you;"I'm gonna--"@@
@@.ella;"Do it! Just do it!"@@
You grunt and shudder as you sprint across the line of no return. You're not sure if Ella is having an orgasm as well, but she really seems to be enjoying yours if not. She squeals in delight and wraps her arms and legs around you tightly. Your knees buckle and you slump to the floor with Ella on top of you. Your hips continue to jerk impulsively as you unload your balls into the condom stretched around your pulsing cock.
Ella laughs, showering you with little kisses and panting in your ear.
@@.ella;"That was awesome,"@@ she whispers, nipping at your earlobe with her teeth. @@.ella;"Goooood sexbot!"@@
After taking a few moments to catch your breath, you say, @@.you;"Thanks."@@
Ella sits up, straddling you with you still inside her. She leans to grab your belt from the floor beside you and you slip out of her with a squishy sound. She laughs and sits back down on your hips to search through the pouches of your belt. Sure enough, she finds your phone, and taps her number in.
@@.ella;"You WILL call me soon, won't you, Mr. Sexbot?"@@ she asks, leaning down and tapping your cell phone against your forehead.
@@.you;"Yeah, of course!"@@
@@.ella;"Good! Looks like my uncle has just texted you about heading back to the pizzeria, by the way."@@
She places your phone on your chest and gets to her feet and straightens her outfit out.
@@.ella;"I have to get back to work. So do you. See you soon!"@@
After cleaning up -- thankfully there were some papertowels on a desk in the room -- you square away your outfit and head out of the room. You don't see Ella anywhere around, so you make your way back to the scooter.
[[Mr. Fanucci is waiting for me. I'd better head back fast.|046b Pizzeria]]Ella comes back a few minutes later, grinning.
@@.ella;"Hey, you stayed!"@@ she says, laughing. She looks at you for a long while and then says, @@.ella;"Well, I'll show you around and we can get you entered into the costume contest! C'mon!"@@
You walk beside Ella as she introduces you to all sorts of costumed people. Some of the outfits are really elaborate and some look like a bunch of cardboard and duct-tape, but Ella treats every person graciously. She asks a couple questions about their character and compliments them on their creativity.
@@.ella;"Well, here's where we get you signed up. You want to enter the contest, right? I mean, might as well, it'll only take five minutes -- I'll bump you to the front of the line,"@@ she says, giving you a wink.
Ella writes your name down on the entry sheet in flowing script.
@@.ella;"All set! Okay, I've gotta MC this thing. I'll call you up in a minute!"@@
She rushes off behind the stage, leaving you standing next to it. The room begins to fill up quickly in the next few minutes, with several rows of the front seats taken and costumed people lining up on either side of the stage. Soon enough, Ella struts out to the middle of the stage with a microphone and greets everyone.
@@.ella;"So without further adooooooo... let the contest commence!"@@
Everyone cheers and hoots and hollers.
@@.ella;"In a last second entry and first up due to time contraints, is 5i55i!"@@ Ella announces. She looks to you and waves you to the stage.
Again everyone cheers as you mount the stairs and walk up beside Ella on the stage.
@@.ella;"Do a little turn, walk it out, enjoy yourself,"@@ Ella advises, giving you another one of her trademark winks.
You slowly turn in a circle and everyone cheers yet again. You hear people whistling and some borderline lewd comments from the audience.
@@.ella;"How he got that bangin' booty in those tiny-tight pants is a complete mystery, isn't it?"@@
The crowd roars with laughter and applause. You feel a little flush and let out an embarassed giggle.
@@.ella;"All right, let's take it to the judges!"@@ Ella says, pointing to a table off the right of the stage.
The five people sitting at the table hold up large signs with numbers on them: 8, 9, 8, 10, and 9.
@@.ella;"Whoa! That's an eight point eight, folks! What an amazing score to start off the contest! Let's give it to 5i55i!"@@
Once again everyone cheers.
@@.ella;"Thanks, Alex,"@@ Ella says to you. @@.ella;"You were great!"@@
@@.you;"Oh... thanks,"@@ you say, giving her a nod. You feel a little relieved as you exit the stage down the stairs.
You watch the other contestants until your cell phone buzzes: Mr. Fanucci needs you back at the pizzeria.
After giving Ella a wave, you make your way back to the scooter.
[[Mr. Fanucci is waiting for me. I'd better head back fast.|046b Pizzeria]]You head into the employee entrance and find a tall, fit, handsome young man dressed casually in jeans and a tank-top tapping on the ADD monitor.
<<if options.showcastimg is true>>\
<center><img src="DZFAP/fap-marty.png" class="port"></center>\
<<endif>>\
@@.marty;"Hey, Alex, check me out!"@@
@@.you;"Wow! Is that you, Mandy?"@@
@@.marty;"Marty. I'm Marty now. Pretty cool, huh?"@@
@@.you;"Yeah. I mean, you look great. And if you're happy--"@@
@@.marty;"I am but... I'm also a little confused about, you know, stuff. Could I ask you some questions?"@@
@@.you;"Of course."@@
He smiles. @@.marty;"Great! Thanks, Alex. Um, let's go back to Mister F's office for some privacy -- I don't want anyone to listen in. Okay?"@@
@@.you;"Well... okay. Sure."@@
@@.marty;"Thanks, Alex. C'mon."@@
Marty leads the way to Mr. Fanucci's office at the back of the kitchen.
[[I'll go into the office with Marty.|064b Office]]<center>''EPILOGUE''</center>\
@@.lina;"What a night, hmm? I really think a nice bath is in order,"@@ she says. @@.lina;"Don't worry, it's big enough for the two of us, dear."@@
<<if $menservice neq true>>\
Lina guides you through the upstairs hallway and through her spacious bedroom into her opulant bathroom. She turns on the water of her huge bathtub and, after testing the temperature, proceeds to efficiently undress you. You're completely naked before you even know it!
<<else>>\
Lina guides you through the upstairs hallway and through her spacious bedroom into her opulant bathroom. She turns on the water of her huge bathtub.
<<endif>>\
Lina undresses as well -- you have to admit, she's really stunning in the nude! -- and she holds your hand as you step into the bathtub. She gets in opposite you and the both of you settle down into the fragrant bubbles.
<<if $menservice neq true>>\
@@.lina;"I really appreciate your help tonight, Alex,"@@ she says, taking your foot in her hands and starting to massage it. It feels wonderful after being on your feet all night. @@.lina;"I do wonder if you might be interested in a more permanent position with me? Serving drinks, some light cleaning, and of course warming my bed nightly."@@
<<else>>\
@@.lina;"I really appreciate your help tonight, Alex,"@@ she says, taking your foot in her hands and starting to massage it. It feels wonderful after being on your feet all night. @@.lina;"I do wonder if you might be interested in a more permanent position with me? Serving drinks, some light cleaning, perhaps attending to my business associates now and then, and of course warming my bed nightly."@@
<<endif>>\
You smile. @@.you2;"I think that would be very nice."@@
@@.lina;"Excellent!"@@ she says, grinning.
After a nice long bath, Lina carefully dries you from head to toe and then does the same for herself. She pours a couple glasses of wine and leads you to her bedroom. She dims the lights and the two of you settle into her bed. When the wine is done, she slides right on top of you and presses her lips to yours. The kiss lasts for a long time. She then starts pressing her lips down your neck, and your chest, and your stomach, and down down down until she kisses the bare spot where your pubic hair would be if the machine had left you any.
Then she slathers her tongue right across your delicate folds and you suck in a breath at the sensation.
<center><img src="DZFAP/oooh.png"></center>\
As it turns out, Lina is apparently an expert in cunnilingus. She has you thrashing on the bed in mere minutes, your fists clutching her silk sheets and your toes curled and your breath ragged. You moan loudly as she delves her tongue inside you and softly rakes her fingernails down your thighs. Squirming and groaning and licking your lips, you quickly careen over the edge of orgasm and mewl as a spastic, shuddering pleasure ripples throughout your entire body.
It seems to last forever and, when it's done, you're left out of breath. You feel like the room is spinning. You really want another orgasm but you're not sure you could handle it. In fact, you're quite sure you'd simply explode into glitter if Lina did that to you again!
Thankfully, she makes her way back up, kissing every inch of your skin as she goes. When she presses her lips to yours, you throw your arms around her neck and kiss her deeply, tasting yourself on her tongue.
@@.lina;"Liked that, did you?"@@ she asks breathily.
@@.you2;"Ummhmm,"@@ you admit, staring into her eyes.
Lina slides over beside you and wraps you in her arms, spooning you.
@@.you2;"Shouldn't I--"@@
@@.lina;"No,"@@ she says, kissing your neck. @@.lina;"I had mine, dear. All it took was yours,"@@ she says, chuckling.
@@.you2;"Really?"@@
@@.lina;"Really,"@@ she says. @@.lina;"I love doing it. And I really, really love doing it to you."@@
You laugh. @@.you2;"I guess I kind of like it, too."@@
Lina chuckles again and kisses your neck once more. Soon, the two of you fall asleep in your embrace.
<center><img src="DZFAP/zzzz.png"></center>\
<center>''Ending A8: Lina's Girl''</center>\
<<display "Pizzeria">>\<<set $picked to "lina">>\
@@.you2;"I'm going to call a friend and see if she wants to have some girl time."@@
Marty nods. @@.marty;"Okay, Alex. See you tomorrow!"@@
You walk outside for some privacy and dial up Lina on your phone.
@@.lina;"Oh please tell me this is Alex, isn't it?"@@ she answers
@@.you2;"Um, yes, it's me."@@
@@.lina;"Oh thank goodness! I need you RIGHT NOW, dear. Immediately!"@@
You feel a pleasant tingle throughout at your whole body at the words.
@@.you2;"Oh. Um, where? What do you need?"@@
@@.lina;"Just you, sweetie! What are you wearing?"@@
<<if $alex eq "slutty">>\
@@.you2;"Uh, well, actually it's kinda slutty and--"@@
@@.lina;"Perfect! I'll send a car. Where are you, dear?"@@
<<elseif $alex eq "girl mezzo">>\
@@.you2;"Uh, well, actually it's kind of revealing and--"@@
@@.lina;"Great! I'll send a car. Where are you, dear?"@@
<<else>>\
@@.you2;"Uh, well, it's a nice long dress though it's kind of plain--"@@
@@.lina;"Oh I doubt it's plain if you're wearing it, Alex! I'll send a car for you. Where are you, dear?"@@
<<endif>>\
@@.you2;"I'm at the pizzeria. I just got off my shift."@@
@@.lina;"I know exactly where it is. The car will be along shortly. See you soon, Alex!"@@
Lina clicks off the call.
[[Nothing to do but wait for the promised car to arrive.|098 Lina]]Thankfully, it's only about ten minutes before your ride appears. It's a black sedan with dark tinted windows. A man in a suit gets out.
@@.nobody;"Alex?"@@
@@.you2;"Yes."@@
He opens the back door for you and waves for you to enter.
@@.nobody;"Miss Orkus said to fetch you posthaste."@@
You give him a nod and climb into the back of the car. He shuts the door and rushes to the driver's seat and pulls out of the parking lot, chirping the tires. It's obvious he's in a great hurry.
The driver is very good at this job, cutting through traffic and dodging slow drivers, as he makes his way to wherever Lina is waiting -- which turns out to be a large three-story house at the edge of town.
You step out of the vehicle after the driver opens the door for you. He escorts you up the stairs and into the house, where you find some sort of fancy cocktail party going on. Lina rushes up to you from out of the crowd, smiling.
@@.lina;"Alex, sweetie, I'm so glad you came!"@@ she says, wrapping her arms around you for a hug. She gives you a kiss on the cheek before she releases you. @@.lina;"You look absolutely darling!"@@
@@.you2;"Oh... thank you,"@@ you say, feeling yourself blush.
@@.lina;"I desperately need your help, Alex. I do hope you don't feel I'm imposing? You see, I am short-staffed and I would be very grateful if you might help for the evening."@@
@@.you2;"Oh? Okay. What do you need, Lina?"@@
@@.lina;"Well, you have a choice, dear. You see, I need someone to serve the drinks downstairs, if you would be so kind. But, if you're feeling more adventurous... I have some gentlemen upstairs that require a little... entertainment,"@@ she says, winking. @@.lina;"They're young, handsome, and quite... virile. But of course it's entirely your choice, dear, and I do warn you that the gentlemen will be expecting... full-service."@@
@@.you2;"You mean--"@@
@@.lina;"Whatever you're thinking,"@@ Lina says, smirking, @@.lina;"it's even more naughty than that."@@ She laughs. @@.lina;"What do you say, Alex? Will you do me the honor of serving drinks or would you do me the pleasure of serving some gentlemen? Either way, of course, you simply MUST stay the night with me."@@
@@.you2;"With you?"@@
@@.lina;"Oh, I do hope you don't mind,"@@ she says with as sly smile. @@.lina;"I haven't made up any of the guest rooms so I must insist you stay in my room. In my bed. With me. A couple glasses of wine, some music, and entirely without a single stitch of clothing between us."@@
@@.you2;"Oh!"@@
@@.lina;"There will be plenty of time for surprised gasps of pleasure later, sweetie. Now what will it be, Alex?"@@
[[I'll serve drinks for the cocktail party downstairs.|099 Downstairs]]
[[I'll 'fully service' the men upstairs for her.|099 Upstairs]]<center><img src="DZFAP/vroom.png"></center>\
When you walk into the pizzeria's employee entrance Mister F rushes over to you immediately.
@@.fan;"Alex! Good! We have an order from my niece, Ella. I told her to order from us for her event, and she did!"@@
@@.you2;"Oh? That's good, Mister F. I didn't know you had a niece."@@
@@.fan;"I do! She is young but very professional. She is an organizer for large events. And she had made a large order!"@@
@@.you2;"Great! You want me to deliver it?"@@
@@.fan;"Yes! Only, Alex, she has requested you be in costume. This is what Ella calls a 'cosplay' event."@@
@@.you2;"Oh, cosplay -- yeah, I've heard of it. Everyone dresses up like comic book or video game characters."@@
@@.fan;"Right! So, you will deliver this, Alex? Please?"@@
[[Of course I will do it!|C02 Cosplay]]
[[I don't want to go to some weird cosplay event.|C02 NoCosplay]]<<set $alex to 'girl cosplay'>>\
<<set $costume to 'girl'>>\
@@.you2;"Sure, Mister F. I'm on it!"@@
You get into the machine and watch the large order being made. At the halfway point, you clamp your eyes shut because you know the ADD is going to flash you into some sort of costume.
And it does. After the bright flash you look down at yourself.
@@.you2;"Whoa..."@@
<center><img src="DZFAP/ding.png"></center>\
You grab the boxes for the order from the extended tray then step out of the machine and set the boxes on the table. You look in the mirror and you can't really make out what you're supposed to be dressed as... a superheroine? A rather salacious superheroine, at that! You don't think this outfit could possibly be any tighter!
<<if options.showmainimg is true>>\
<center><img src="DZFAP/fap-alex-girl-cosplay.png" class="port"></center>\
<<endif>>\
@@.fan;"Alex! Oh, this is an interesting costume, isn't it? Do you know what comic book you are from?"@@
@@.you2;"I don't know... apparently one where their clothes are all too tiny?"@@ you guess, laughing a little at the absurdity of it. @@.you2;"Is this the sort of outfit you see at these convensions your niece does?"@@
@@.fan;"Hmm. Yes, a lot of the girls usually wearing skimpy, tight costumes, Alex."@@
@@.you2;"Well this plenty tight! At least a little stretchy, though. I feel like I'm being squeezed all over!"@@
@@.fan;"Oh? Yes, I can see that is the case, Alex."@@
@@.you2;"I mean, it's not uncomfortable, actually, but I do feel a little silly."@@
@@.fan;"I think it is fine for one of these costume party events. But if you are not comfortable, Alex, I will ask Marty to take the order. He has been very helpful lately and I don't think it will be a problem."@@
[[I'll take the delivery myself.|C03 GirlDeliver]]
[[I'll let Marty take the delivery for me.|C03 Decline]]<<set $refusals += 1>>\
@@.you2;"I'm sorry, Mister F, but I don't want to do a cosplay thing. It's... weird."@@
He nods his head. @@.fan;"I understand, Alex. I have Marty take this order."@@
@@.you2;"Okay. Thanks, Mister F."@@
@@.fan;"Of course!"@@
Mr. Fanucci heads out to the dining area to talk to Marty and comes back a couple minutes later.
@@.fan;"Everything is fine, Alex. Marty will make the order."@@
The person entering the kitchen behind Mr. Fanucci is a tall, fit, handsome young man dressed casually in jeans and a tank-top.
<<if options.showcastimg is true>>\
<center><img src="DZFAP/fap-marty.png" class="port"></center>\
<<endif>>\
@@.marty;"Hey, Alex, check me out!"@@
@@.you2;"Wow! Is that you, Mandy?"@@
@@.marty;"Marty. I'm Marty now. Pretty cool, huh?"@@
@@.you2;"Yeah. I mean, you look great. And if you're happy--"@@
@@.marty;"Totally happy!"@@ he says, grinning. @@.marty;"Say, when I get back, I need to talk to you, okay?"@@
@@.you2;"Oh. Sure, yeah. No problem."@@
@@.marty;"Great!"@@ Marty says. He goes up to the monitor and taps at it a few times. Then he quickly goes through the tube, swoops up the order and, after giving you a quick wink, he rushes out to deliver it.
@@.fan;"Ah, he is a much better delivery person as a boy, isn't he, Alex?"@@
You nod. @@.you2;"Yeah. He actually seems a lot happier. But, hey, he wasn't changed, Mister F! He wasn't wearing a costume or anything."@@
@@.fan;"Oh! Yes, Marty has gotten very good with handling the orders. The technician taught him."@@
@@.you2;"Oh. That's cool, I guess. I mean, that's good."@@
@@.fan;"It is! Marty can do all the orders you're not comfortable with, Alex. But don't worry, you are still our best delivery driver. You're much faster and the customers love you!"@@
Mr. Fanucci goes back out to the dining area. Marty comes sauntering in about thirty minutes later, grinning.
@@.marty;"Well, Mister F's niece wasn't all that happy I didn't have a costume and didn't want to stay, but it's done and she still tipped me! She was actually pretty sweet about the whole thing. Cute, too. But, speaking of cute, she wasn't near as hot as you, Alex."@@ He looks you over when you stand up from the kitchen table. @@.marty;"And hey! That's quite an outfit!"@@
@@.you2;"Yeah... the customer wanted someone to serve the pizza..."@@
@@.marty;"Well, what better person to serve than a maid!"@@ He laughs. @@.marty;"So, what I wanted to tell you is that I've decided I'm not going to change back. I'm Marty for good."@@
@@.you2;"Oh? Well if you're happy, that's great."@@
@@.marty;"I am but... I'm also a little confused about, you know, stuff. Could I ask you some questions?"@@
@@.you2;"Of course."@@
He smiles. @@.marty;"Great! Thanks, Alex. Um, let's go back to Mister F's office for some privacy -- I don't want anyone to listen in. Okay?"@@
@@.you2;"Well... okay. Sure."@@
@@.marty;"Thanks, Alex. C'mon."@@
Marty leads the way to Mr. Fanucci's office at the back of the kitchen.
[[I'll go into the office with Marty.|064 Office]]<<set $metella to true>>\
@@.you2;"No, it's fine, Mister F. I said I'd go and I will, even if I do look a little silly."@@
@@.fan;"Oh, good, Alex! Thank you. I know Ella will be very happy!"@@
@@.you2;"Okay. Her name's Ella? I like that name."@@
@@.fan;"Oh yes, and she's very pretty, too!"@@
@@.you2;"Well, I look forward to meeting her. See you soon, Mister F."@@
@@.fan;"Bye, Alex. Be safe!"@@
After tucking your cellphone into your too-tight top (there's just nowhere else to put it!), you head out to the scooter with your delivery load and tie it all down in the back cargo box. You hop on the scooter and fire it up.
<center><img src="DZFAP/zing.png"></center>\
At least the scooter makes for easy parking! You get a 'Motorcycles Only' spot at the front of the large convention building. A scooter is a motorcycle, basically, right? Plus there's plenty of other 'Motorcycles Only' parking spaces here -- you guess not a lot of cosplayers ride motorcycles due to their outfits.
The boxes are heavy in your arms but you make it up the sidewalk and someone dressed as a trek wars ewacky holds the door open for you.
@@.you2;"Thanks!"@@
@@.nobody;"Wurblydeedurgubgubdeegrrarrrr,"@@ the kind ewacky replies.
Once inside the lobby, you are immediately greeted by a slender young woman dressed in casual business attire.
@@.ella;"Hello! Alex, right? My uncle called and said you'd be here shortly. I'm Ella."@@
<<if options.showcastimg is true>>\
<center><img src="DZFAP/fap-ella.png" class="port"></center>\
<<endif>>\
@@.you2;"Oh, yes, I'm Alex,"@@ you say as she relieves you of a couple of the boxes.
@@.ella;"Oh my gosh! You're The Purple Pounder! Wow, you look amazing! Someone just poured you into that outfit, didn't they? Haha!"@@
@@.you2;"Well, sort of... and um, thanks."@@
@@.ella;"Wow! I mean, really! I didn't think anyone would have the nerve to dress up as the sex-fighting superheroine!"@@
@@.you2;"Uh... sex-fighting...?"@@
@@.ella;"And you look so authentic, too."@@ She smiles and laughs. @@.ella;"I'm mean, MOSTLY authentic. You're quite a bit hotter than the actor who plays her in the series."@@
@@.you2;"Oh. Um, thanks,"@@ you say again, feeling the heat of a blush on your face.
@@.ella;"Aww,"@@ Ella says, reaching out to pat you on the arm. @@.ella;"You. Are. ADORABLE."@@
You didn't think you could blush anymore, but you feel like all the blood in your body has rushed to your head. For a moment, you're scared you might actually pass out!
@@.ella;"C'mon on then, you. We'll put this food in the conference area and then I just HAVE to show you around, you know."@@
You follow Ella through the lobby to the conference room. You're surprised by the number and variety of half-naked women running around. There are a few guys in rather skimpy costumes, too, but from what you can see yours is one of the most revealing by far -- and definitely the tightest around.
Ella looks over your shoulder to give you a wink before you follow her into the conference room. Inside is more dimly lit than the lobby, but after a moment your eyes adjust. There's a large stage at one end of the room with spotlights trained on it.
After setting down her load, Ella takes the remaining boxes from you and places them on the long table against one wall of the room.
@@.ella;"The contest will be starting soon and OF COURSE you're going to enter but for now let's go meet and greet, shall we? My uncle promised you'd have some time to enjoy the convention. Did he check with you?"@@
[[I will tell Ella that's fine, I can hang out here for a while.|C04 Convention]]
[[I'll tell her that I hadn't planned on staying.|C04 RollOut]]<<set $refusals += 1>>\
@@.you2;"I'm sorry, Mister F, but I don't want to do this cosplay thing. It's... weird and this outfit is ridiculous."@@
He nods his head. @@.fan;"I understand, Alex. I have Marty take this order."@@
@@.you2;"Okay. Thanks, Mister F."@@
@@.fan;"Of course!"@@
Mr. Fanucci heads out to the dining area to talk to Marty and comes back a couple minutes later.
@@.fan;"Everything is fine, Alex. Marty will make the order."@@
The person entering the kitchen behind Mr. Fanucci is a tall, fit, handsome young man dressed casually in jeans and a tank-top.
<<if options.showcastimg is true>>\
<center><img src="DZFAP/fap-marty.png" class="port"></center>\
<<endif>>\
@@.marty;"Hey, Alex, check me out!"@@
@@.you2;"Wow! Is that you, Mandy?"@@
@@.marty;"Marty. I'm Marty now. Pretty cool, huh?"@@
@@.you2;"Yeah. I mean, you look great. And if you're happy--"@@
@@.marty;"Totally happy!"@@ he says, grinning. @@.marty;"Say, when I get back, I need to talk to you, okay?"@@
@@.you2;"Oh. Sure, yeah. No problem."@@
@@.marty;"Great!"@@ Marty says. He goes up to the monitor and taps at it a few times. Then he quickly goes through the tube, swoops up the order and, after giving you a quick wink, he rushes out to deliver it.
@@.fan;"Ah, he is a much better delivery person as a boy, isn't he, Alex?"@@
You nod. @@.you2;"Yeah. He actually seems a lot happier. But, hey, he wasn't changed, Mister F! He wasn't wearing a costume or anything."@@
@@.fan;"Oh! Yes, Marty has gotten very good with handling the orders. The technician taught him."@@
@@.you2;"Oh. That's cool, I guess. I mean, that's good."@@
@@.fan;"It is! Marty can do all the orders you're not comfortable with, Alex. But don't worry, you are still our best delivery driver. You're much faster and the customers love you!"@@
Mr. Fanucci goes back out to the dining area. Marty comes sauntering in about thirty minutes later, grinning.
@@.marty;"Well, Mister F's niece wasn't all that happy I didn't have a costume and didn't want to stay, but it's done and she still tipped me! She was actually pretty sweet about the whole thing. Cute, too. But, speaking of cute, she wasn't near as hot as you, Alex."@@ He looks you over when you stand up from the kitchen table. @@.marty;"And hey! That's quite an outfit!"@@
@@.you2;"Yeah... I was going to deliver that cosplay order but... then this..."@@
@@.marty;"Well, I think you would have fit right in!"@@ He laughs. @@.marty;"So, what I wanted to tell you is that I've decided I'm not going to change back. I'm Marty for good."@@
@@.you2;"Oh? Well if you're happy, that's great."@@
@@.marty;"I am but... I'm also a little confused about, you know, stuff. Could I ask you some questions?"@@
@@.you2;"Of course."@@
He smiles. @@.marty;"Great! Thanks, Alex. Um, let's go back to Mister F's office for some privacy -- I don't want anyone to listen in. Okay?"@@
@@.you2;"Well... okay. Sure."@@
@@.marty;"Thanks, Alex. C'mon."@@
Marty leads the way to Mr. Fanucci's office at the back of the kitchen.
[[I'll go into the office with Marty.|064 Office]]@@.you2;"Oh, yeah, of course I can stay for a while."@@
@@.ella;"Oh thank you SO much! Really, I mean it. I don't know anyone here and it'll be nice to sort of know someone -- I mean, since you work for my uncle."@@
@@.you2;"Wurblydeedurgubgubdeegrrarrrr,"@@ you say.
She raises her eyebrows. @@.ella;"Uhh... what?"@@
@@.you2;"It's ewacky for 'you're welcome' ...I think? Unless that ewacky at the door was hitting on me."@@
Ella bursts out laughing and then covers her mouth with her hand, staring at you.
@@.ella;"Oh my, Alex. You're are just FULL of surprises, aren't you?"@@
@@.you2;"Burps, too, if I have too much soda."@@
Ella breaks out in giggle and reaches out to touch your arm.
@@.ella;"Stop, please! I'm going to pee myself."@@ She wipes her eyes and gives you a trembling smile. @@.ella;"Alex, just where has my mean old uncle been hiding you?"@@
@@.you2;"Oh, I actually only started a couple weeks ago."@@
@@.ella;"Well,"@@ she says, still smiling, @@.ella;"I am definitely going to have to come by the pizzeria more often."@@
@@.you2;"You should. We have jalapeno poppers now."@@
Ella snorts and looks away.
@@.ella;"Oh, fine! You win. You stay RIGHT HERE. I'm going to the bathroom."@@
@@.you2;"Okay. Use my name, you'll get a good seat."@@
@@.ella;"Oh my gosh STAHP!"@@ Ella squeals as she rushes away to the bathroom.
You chuckle to yourself as she hurries away. She seems fun.
[[She seems nice and... I think I could be into her.|C05 EllaYep]]
[[Well she does seem nice but she's not my type.|C06 EllaNope]]@@.you2;"Actually, I should head back."@@
@@.ella;"Oh? Okay, I understand. Work first, right? That's my motto! Well, sex first and work second, I guess,"@@ she says, laughing. @@.ella;"I mean, not that-- oh haha nevermind. I ramble sometimes. Anyway, have a good day, Alex. Thanks for making the delivery in character and everything!"@@
@@.you2;"Sure, no problem."@@
@@.ella;"See you around sometime,"@@ she says, giving you a little wave and then hurrying away.
[[Delivery complete! Time to get back to the pizzeria.|063 Pizzeria]]<<set $boinkella to true>>\
Ella comes back a few minutes later, grinning.
@@.ella;"Hey, you stayed!"@@ she says, laughing. @@.ella;"So, now that I have lured you into my lair, poor little superheroine, I'm afraid you have to consider yourself my captive."@@
@@.you2;"I guess I walked right into the trap, huh?"@@
@@.ella;"Yes, you did,"@@ Ella says, running a fingernail across your collarbone. @@.ella;"Now I just need to decide what to do with you..."@@
Ella brushes her fingers against your tummy and then beckons you to follow her.
@@.ella;"But first, I wanna show off my new plaything!"@@
You walk beside Ella as she introduces you to all sorts of costumed people. Some of the outfits are really elaborate and some look like a bunch of cardboard and duct-tape, but Ella treats every person graciously. She asks a couple questions about their character and compliments them and then asks if they like her captured superheroine -- to which everyone replies in the affirmative.
@@.ella;"Sorry, Alex, it seems no one here is going to save you,"@@ she says. @@.ella;"You'll just have to endure whatever nefarious punishment I come up with, poor thing."@@
@@.you2;"Hopefully it doesn't entail getting me out of this costume. Because if it does, good luck!"@@
Ella laughs. @@.ella;"Yes, I think you're right. I'd have to cut you out of that getup and it would be such a waste!"@@ She smirks and steps very close to you. @@.ella;"But perhaps we could work around it?"@@
You smile back, feeling a little lightheaded from the combination of her perfume and her fingertips gently teasing your exposed flesh.
@@.you2;"I'm not sure what you have in mind..."@@
@@.ella;"Come with me!"@@ Ella takes your hand and pulls you along with her. @@.ella;"Sorry, I'm afraid you're not going to make the costume contest after all. You and I are going to sex-fight for your freedom!"@@
Ella tugs you into a side hallway and then into a dimly-lit, empty room. She shuts the door and pulls you against her as she leans back on the wall. One of her legs hooks you around the back of your thighs and squeezes you against her. She kisses you hard and fights your tongue with hers.
When she breaks away, gasping for a breath, she grabs your hand and places it between her legs.
@@.you2;"Wow you're really wet..."@@
@@.ella;"And it's all your fault!"@@
Ella tackles you to the ground and commences kissing you again. She presses your hand between her legs and uses her other hand to stroke your crotch through the slick, rubbery material of your too-tight shorts. The squishy, slippery feeling causes you to spread your legs wide and moan into Ella's mouth. Ella licks your lips and looks into your eyes.
<center><img src="DZFAP/oooh.png"></center>\
Ella rubs your pussy through the softly squeaking latex of your shorts and licks and kisses your neck and chest. You groan as she mashes her fingers harder and harder against your latex-covered pussy, sending sparks up through your stomach.
@@.ella;"Cum,"@@ she says, panting. @@.ella;"Cum for me. Cum for me, babe. Do it. Cum for me."@@
The weird, disconnected, but wildly erotic feeling of being stroked through your over-tight shorts starts to overwhelm you. You draw your knees up, your heels scraping against the carpeted floor, and try to spread your legs even wider open. You want to feel her fingers on you -- in you! -- and being denied that feeling is driving you crazy. You don't think you can stand it!
Ella plants her lips on your neck, licking your throat, and pushes her fingers up, squishing the slippery material of your shorts against your labia and erect clit. You can almost feel it... you can almost feel it...
<center><img src="DZFAP/oooh.png"></center>\
Suddenly you tip over the edge. You let out a loud, long moan as your whole body starts to shake. Ella giggles as you fight to grab something, kicking your legs. Your back arches. Ella nibbles at your earlobe as you go into an intensely convulsive orgasm.
When it's over, you feel exhausted. You feel hot and sweaty inside your outfit -- especially in your shorts.
Ella straddles your stomach and smiles down at you.
@@.ella;"I win!"@@ she says, laughing. @@.ella;"I never thought I'd win a sex-fight against The Purple Pounder!"@@
You only nod, too elated to come up with a witty response.
Ella plucks your cellphone out of where it is wedged in your top and taps her number in.
@@.ella;"You WILL call me soon for a rematch, won't you?"@@
@@.you2;"Yeah... of course!"@@
@@.ella;"Good! Looks like my uncle has just texted you about heading back to the pizzeria, by the way."@@
She places your phone on your chest and gets to her feet and straightens her outfit out.
@@.ella;"I have to get back to work. So do you. See you soon!"@@
After cleaning up -- thankfully there were some papertowels on a desk in the room -- you do your best to square away your outfit and head out of the room. You don't see Ella anywhere around, so you make your way back to the scooter.
[[Mr. Fanucci is waiting for me. I'd better head back fast.|063 Pizzeria]]Ella comes back a few minutes later, grinning.
@@.ella;"Hey, you stayed!"@@ she says, laughing. She looks at you for a long while and then says, @@.ella;"Well, I'll show you around and we can get you entered into the costume contest! C'mon!"@@
You walk beside Ella as she introduces you to all sorts of costumed people. Some of the outfits are really elaborate and some look like a bunch of cardboard and duct-tape, but Ella treats every person graciously. She asks a couple questions about their character and compliments them on their creativity.
@@.ella;"Well, here's where we get you signed up. You want to enter the contest, right? I mean, might as well, it'll only take five minutes -- I'll bump you to the front of the line,"@@ she says, giving you a wink.
Ella writes your name down on the entry sheet in flowing script.
@@.ella;"All set! Okay, I've gotta MC this thing. I'll call you up in a minute!"@@
She rushes off behind the stage, leaving you standing next to it. The room begins to fill up quickly in the next few minutes, with several rows of the front seats taken and costumed people lining up on either side of the stage. Soon enough, Ella struts out to the middle of the stage with a microphone and greets everyone.
@@.ella;"So without further adooooooo... let the contest commence!"@@
Everyone cheers and hoots and hollers.
@@.ella;"In a last second entry and first up due to time contraints, is The Purple Pounder!"@@ Ella announces. She looks to you and waves you to the stage.
Again everyone cheers as you mount the stairs and walk up beside Ella on the stage.
@@.ella;"Do a little turn, walk it out, enjoy yourself,"@@ Ella advises, giving you another one of her trademark winks.
You slowly turn in a circle and everyone cheers yet again. You hear people whistling and some borderline lewd comments from the audience.
@@.ella;"How she that bodacious bod in that tiny tighty-tight outfit is a real mystery, isn't it?"@@
The crowd roars with laughter and applause. You feel a little flush and let out an embarassed giggle.
@@.ella;"All right, let's take it to the judges!"@@ Ella says, pointing to a table off the right of the stage.
The five people sitting at the table hold up large signs with numbers on them: 8, 9, 8, 10, and 9.
@@.ella;"Whoa! That's an eight point eight, folks! What an amazing score to start off the contest! Let's give it to The Purple Pounder!"@@
Once again everyone cheers.
@@.ella;"Thanks, Alex,"@@ Ella says to you. @@.ella;"You were great!"@@
@@.you2;"Oh... thanks,"@@ you say, giving her a nod. You feel a little relieved as you exit the stage down the stairs.
You watch the other contestants until your cell phone buzzes: Mr. Fanucci needs you back at the pizzeria.
After giving Ella a wave, you make your way back to the scooter.
[[Mr. Fanucci is waiting for me. I'd better head back fast.|063 Pizzeria]]@@.you2;"I'll just serve drinks, if that's okay."@@
She smiles. @@.lina;"Perfectly fine, of course! That just means you'll have plenty of energy for later,"@@ she says, winking. @@.lina;"Please see Armand -- that dapper fellow in the tuxedo there -- and he'll sort you out with everything you need. And thank you so very, very much, Alex. But of course I'll show my appreciation more thoroughly later."@@
Lina leans down and plants a kiss right on your mouth. You feel her tongue slip across your lips before she breaks from the kiss. With another wink, she twirls away back into the crowd.
Feeling more than a little flustered, you take a couple calming breaths before going to check with Armand. He is a very polite fellow. He explains that you should take orders from the groups in the room and then go to the bar to retrieve their drinks. He tells you to relax and don't rush -- everyone here is patient.
Thankfully, Armand is right. Everyone is pleasant and quite a few even compliment you on your outfit. The night goes by quickly and you meet so many people you could never hope to keep all their names straight.
@@.nobody;"Lina said she had a gorgeous new girlfriend,"@@ one of the finely dressed ladies says. @@.nobody;"She really knows how to understate beauty,"@@ the lady continues, smiling at you.
You blush and thank her before rushing away, feeling a little embarrassed at such a compliment.
The party starts to thin out and soon enough the last group is leaving. You lean against a barstool for a little rest as Lina walks them out.
When she comes back in, she immediately takes your hand and starts leading you upstairs.
[[EPILOGUE|099 Lina]]<<set $penetratee += 6>>\
<<set $blowjobs += 3>>\
<<set $menservice to true>>\
@@.you2;"Okay,"@@ you say, taking a deep breath. @@.you2;"I'll... see to the gentlemen upstairs."@@
Lina grins. @@.lina;"Alex, you really are just the sweetest girl ever! Come with me!"@@
With your hand clasped in hers, Lina leads you up the stairs and down a hallway. She opens one of the doors in the hall and guides you inside.
There, in a dimly-lit room with a large sofa, are three men of varying ages from perhaps twenty to thirty. They are all, as Lina had attested, rather handsome. Two are blondes, and could be brothers, and the other is dark-haired. The blondes might be swimmers, their lean body-types evident even under their expensive suits, but the dark-haired man was much thicker and slabbed with muscle.
@@.lina;"Gentlemen, this is my very good friend Alex. She has graciously agreed to entertain you tonight. I expect you will treat her very well, won't you? Condoms for any penetration, gentlemen, though you'll find my sweet Alex doesn't mind swallowing."@@
The men nodded with the dark-haired one saying, @@.nobody;"Of course, Lina."@@
@@.lina;"Have your fun,"@@ Lina says, @@.lina;"but if she leaves this room with less than three orgasms I will consider you all very boorish fellows, indeed."@@
Lina turns to you and gives you a kiss. @@.lina;"Have fun, dear. I'll be back to collect you in good time."@@
With that, Lina exits and shuts the door behind her, leaving you in the room with the gentlemen.
@@.nobody;"We'd best get started,"@@ the dark-haired man says, pulling off his suit jacket.
The other two men start undressing as well, so you follow their lead. Soon, the four of you are all naked.
@@.nobody;"You're very beautiful, Alex,"@@ the dark-haired man says. He steps toward you and takes your hand. He pulls you back with him as he sits on the sofa.
You find yourself bent over, facing the dark-haired man's erection. You feel the hands on the blonde men on your back and ass, stroking your skin, groping you. Fingers tease against your slit. The dark-haired man reaches out and gently grasps your hair, guiding your mouth down to his thick member.
<<if $blowjobs gt 0>>\
You open your mouth, accepting his throbbing cock through your lips and onto your tongue. All the strange knowledge you had suddenly experienced during your first blowjob comes rushing back into your mind like fresh memories.
You know how to do this. You know how to do this like a fucking EXPERT.
<<else>>\
You open your mouth, accepting his throbbing cock through your lips and onto your tongue. You begin to wonder how you're going to get this done when suddenly...
<<if options.showhypno is true>>\
<div class="add"><<popup "Whoa! Wait... I know EVERYTHING about doing this!" "ADD-BLOW">></div>\
<<else>>\
You feel as if you know everything there is to know about giving blowjobs! Where did all these new memories in your mind come from...?
<<endif>>\
<<endif>>\
With a new sense of confidence, you bury your face down into the dark-haired man's crotch until your nose is brushing against his trimmed pubic hair. He grunts in appreciation as you swallow against his rod.
From behind, you feel a nudge against your pussy. One of the blond men is slickening his cockhead against your already dripping wet cunt.
<<if $sexbrandon eq true>>\
When you had sex with Brandon, Trish had lubed you up pretty excessively. It appears that you are more than capable of lubing yourself up, through, because you can tell you are absolutely soaked and more than ready for a good weinering.
<<else>>\
You're not sure what to expect for your first time having sex as a girl, but your body seems to be more than ready for it. You're absolutely soaked and there's nothing more you want right now than to be filled up with cock.
<<endif>>\
As you bob up and down on the dark-haired man's shaft, one of the blondes teases his dick a bit deeper and deeper into your cunt. Finally, the meaty head of his cock slips into you, and you moan around the dark-haired man's erection as the blonde slowly pushes himself all the way inside you.
@@.nobody;"That a girl!"@@ the dark-haired man says, running his fingers through your hair.
@@.nobody;"Fuck, you're tight!"@@ the man behind you says. He starts to pump his shaft in and out of your cunt, causing you to grip the dark-haired man's thighs in your hands and renew your effort to suck him dry.
It goes on for what seems like hours, the men taking turns getting blown or fucking you. Somewhere along the line, one of the lean blond guys penetrates your ass as well.
<<if $penetratee lt 1>>\
There's an irritating burning sensation but it's very quickly fading. You wonder if the machine prepared you for this somehow, since you're sure you've heard first time anal sex can be painful. But this is certainly not an unpleasant feeling...
<<else>>\
The slight burning sensation you felt before makes a return, but fades away much more quickly. Soon all you feel is a delightful tingle and the weird, but certainly not unpleasant, feeling of being anally penetrated.
<<endif>>\
The men are polite and considerate, but they also treat you like a fuckpiece, and that juxtaposition provokes you to no less than six leg-shaking orgasms. Soon, the four of you are quite spent, and you lie in a cuddle-puddle on the sofa, several manly hands softly stroking you and lips kissing softly on your sweaty skin.
Lina pops in sometime later, takes your hand, and ushers you from the room without a word.
[[EPILOGUE|099 Lina]]<hr>\
<<if $refusals > 10>>\
The pizzeria ultimately has to close, but Mister F is more relieved than anything else. He enjoyed working there but the stress of management and keeping it afloat under so much debt was wearing on him heavily. He retired with his wife, Beatrice, and they are both living in Florida now.
Of course, you'll have to find a new job -- but there's no rush. You have your entire life ahead of you!
<<elseif $refusals > 3>>\
The pizzeria continues to trundle along, some days better than others but overall doing good business. Mister F seems happy taking care of the day to day and both you and Marty continue to enjoy the interesting deliveries.
<<else>>\
The pizzeria thrives, with new customers constantly calling from word-of-mouth referrals. Mister F seems happier than ever and he hires two new delivery people -- you bet they don't know what they're in for!
<<if $alex neq "guy">>\
@@.you2;In fact... you have [[another order|200 SpecialDelivery]] to deliver right now!@@
<<endif>>\
<<endif>>\<<set $picked to "ella">>\
<<if $alex eq "boi modest" or $alex eq "boi mezzo" or $alex eq "boi slutty" or $alex eq "guy">>\
@@.you;"I think I'll give a friend a call and see if she wants to meet up."@@
Marty nods. @@.marty;"Okay. Have fun, Alex. See you tomorrow!"@@
You walk outside for some privacy and dial up Ella on your phone.
<<if $costume eq "boi">>\
@@.ella;"Sexbot! I told you never to call me here!"@@
@@.you;"Uh... oh... sorry I didn't--"@@
@@.ella;"I'm just kidding, silly!"@@ she says. You hear her giggle over the line. @@.ella;"Two questions: where are you now and why aren't you here?"@@
@@.you;"Um, I'm at the pizzeria and... I don't know?"@@
@@.ella;"Terrible. All wrong. I don't like any of that."@@
@@.you;"Okay?"@@
@@.ella;"I'll have to pick you up for reprogramming immediately! Wait there and prepare to, you know, be collected. For reprogramming."@@
@@.you;"Oh, okay. I mean, yes. I mean, err, affirmative. Beep boop."@@
@@.ella;"Excellent."@@
<<else>>\
@@.ella;"Aha! If it isn't my arch-enemy!"@@
You laugh and say, @@.you;"Yes, that's right, it's me... but... err... I'm a boy now."@@
@@.ella;"Is that so? Trying to throw me off by undertaking a new identity, hmm? Well, my uncle warned me you'd try something like that!"@@
@@.you;"Oh... Mister F told you about the machine and... everything?"@@
@@.ella;"Of course he did! Now where are you and what dastardly deed are you, you know, doing? I must know!"@@
@@.you;"Um, I'm in the pizzeria parking lot and I'm... loitering?"@@
@@.ella;"Loitering? My god! Does your villainy know no bounds?!"@@
@@.you;"Nope, I guess not. I'm totally super-duper evil."@@
@@.ella;"You won't get away with this! I'm coming to capture you!"@@
@@.you;"Oh. Okay. Right now?"@@
@@.ella;"Well, I'm just out of the shower but yes, in... a few minutes. I have to put on my supersuit. Which is actually just a t-shirt and shorts but still... stay put, evildoer!"@@
<<endif>>\
The line goes dead. You can only assume that she's on her way.
[[Nothing to do but wait Ella to arrive.|098 Ella]]
<<else>>\
@@.you2;"I'm going to call a friend and see if she wants to have some girl time."@@
Marty nods. @@.marty;"Okay, Alex. See you tomorrow!"@@
You walk outside for some privacy and dial up Ella on your phone.
<<if $costume eq "girl">>\
@@.ella;"Aha! If it isn't my arch-enemy!"@@
You laugh and say, @@.you2;"Yes, that's right, it's me!"@@
@@.ella;"Where are you and what dastardly deed are you, you know, doing? I must know!"@@
@@.you2;"Um, I'm in the pizzeria parking lot and I'm... loitering?"@@
@@.ella;"Loitering? My god! Does your villainy know no bounds?!"@@
@@.you2;"Nope, I guess not. I'm totally super-duper evil."@@
@@.ella;"You won't get away with this! I'm coming to capture you!"@@
@@.you2;"Oh. Okay. Right now?"@@
@@.ella;"Well, I'm just out of the shower but yes, in... a few minutes. I have to put on my supersuit. Which is actually just a t-shirt and shorts but still... stay put, evildoer!"@@
<<else>>\
@@.ella;"Sexbot! I told you never to call me here!"@@
@@.you2;"Uh... oh... sorry I didn't--"@@
@@.ella;"I'm just kidding, silly!"@@ she says. You hear her giggle over the line. @@.ella;"Two questions: where are you now and why aren't you here?"@@
@@.you2;"Um, I'm at the pizzeria and... I don't know? But, Ella, you should know that I'm... well, I'm a girl now."@@
@@.ella;"Aha! A sex-changing sexbot! My uncle said you were very, very versatile!"@@
@@.you2;"Oh... Mister F told you about the machine and... everything?"@@
@@.ella;"Of course he did! But I have to thoroughly check you out to, you know, ensure nothing went wrong with your sex-code or whatever."@@
@@.you;"Okay?"@@
@@.ella;"Yes, so, I'll have to pick you up for reprogramming immediately! Wait there and prepare to, you know, be collected. For reprogramming."@@
@@.you2;"Oh, okay. I mean, yes. I mean, err, affirmative. Beep boop."@@
@@.ella;"Excellent."@@
<<endif>>\
The line goes dead. You can only assume that she's on her way.
[[Nothing to do but wait Ella to arrive.|098 Ella]]
<<endif>>\About twenty minutes later, a green El Camino whips into the parking lot and screeches to a halt in front of you.
The passenger door bangs open and Ella stares up at you, grinning madly.
@@.ella;"ELLL... CAAAMINOOO!"@@ she shouts, pumping her fist at you.
<<if $alex eq "boi modest" or $alex eq "boi mezzo" or $alex eq "boi slutty" or $alex eq "guy">>\
@@.you;"Um, yeah, it sure is. I mean, it's an El Camino. For sure."@@
@@.ella;"And I just stole it!"@@
You feel your eyes go wide. @@.you;"What?!"@@
@@.ella;"Just kidding,"@@ she says, giggling. @@.ella;"Who the HECK would steal an El Camino? Actually, don't answer that. If I didn't own one, yeah, I'd probably steal one. Well what are you doing? Get in already!"@@
You clamor into the car, barely having time to shut the door before she backs out of the parking lot with a chirp of the tires and then slams the manual transmission into first. She peels out, the back end swinging wide, and jets towards the highway.
@@.you;"Whoa!"@@
@@.ella;"Yee-haw! You ready to go camping?"@@
@@.you;"Huh? We're going camping?"@@ you ask. You look through the back window and see that the bed of the El Camino holds a couple rolled sleeping bags, a big beverage cooler, and several other supplies.
@@.ella;"Of course we're going camping!"@@
<<if $costume eq "girl">>\
@@.you;"Err... so... you don't mind that I'm a boy now?"@@
@@.ella;"When I was a kid,"@@ she says, @@.ella;"we had this door between the kitchen and the dining room which had, like, double-hinges on it. So you would push to get into the kitchen but you would also push to get into the dining room."@@
@@.you;"Um... okay?"@@
@@.ella;"I'm like that door, silly! I swing both ways!"@@
You laugh. @@.you;"That's an interesting way to say it."@@
@@.ella;"Besides, I really like you, Alex. You're cool beans."@@
@@.you;"Thanks,"@@ you say, unable to keep a smile off your face.
<<endif>>\
In no time at all, Ella takes an exit off the highway that slowly degrades from a real road into a bumpy dirt trail. She weaves down the winding back-road until finally pulling to an abrupt stop in a small clearing. Outside of the passenger window, you can see a large lake with light from the settling sun sparkling off the gentle ripping waves.
@@.you;"Wow! It's beautiful here."@@
@@.ella;"Sure is! Let's get setup and enjoy the sunset. C'mon!"@@
Ella hops out of the car and walks around to the back. She drops the tailgate and tugs a sleeping bag and a backpack from the bed, then trudges down towards the lake with them.
You grab the other sleeping bag, slinging it over your shoulder with its attached strap, and lug the cooler out. You follow Ella down to the lake shore.
It doesn't take long to setup everything. The sleeping bags are laid out on a large blanket and Ella sets up a portable campfire for when night falls. The two of you watch the sunset sitting together and then Ella starts the fire up and somehow manages to zip the two sleeping bags together into one big sleeping bag.
She quickly strips off and, now naked in the dancing fire-light, helps you out of your clothing as well. The two of you slide into the sleeping bag, already heavily making out. Ella paws at your rapidly erecting cock and giggles as the two of you continue to kiss.
Then, to your surprise, she slips over you so that she's behind you. Her breasts press against your back as she kisses your shoulders and neck while continuing to stroke your shaft.
@@.ella;"One sec,"@@ she whispers, nipping your ear with her teeth.
You wonder what's going on as she fumbles around behind you. It sounds like she's tightening a belt?
@@.you;"Oh!"@@ you exclaim as she suddenly plies her lubed fingers against your asshole.
@@.ella;"Ooh, did I forget to mention that I'm topping tonight, baby?"@@
@@.you;"Ella..."@@
You gasp as she works her slick fingers into your bottom while using her other hand to squeeze your hard rod. She continues to kiss and nip her teeth at your skin as she massages you inside and out.
@@.ella;"Ready, baby?"@@ she asks, sounding wicked.
You feel something hard prod gently against your private pink starfish. It's now clear that Ella has put on a strap-on of some sort!
<<if $buttfucked neq true>>\
@@.you;"Hold on, Ella, I've never done any... butt stuff!"@@
@@.ella;"Ooh baby, you're in for a treat,"@@ she says, smooching your shoulder. @@.ella;"Unless you don't want to try it?"@@
<<else>>\
Well it's not like it's the first time you've been bummed... still...
@@.you;"Hold on, Ella, I don't know about this..."@@
@@.ella;"Ooh baby, you're in for a treat,"@@ she says, smooching your shoulder. @@.ella;"Unless you don't want to try it?"@@
<<endif>>\
[[I'll let Ella 'treat' me to a pegging.|098a EllaTop]]
[[No, I don't think I'm interested in being bummed.|098b EllaBot]]
<<else>>\
@@.you2;"Um, yeah, it sure is. I mean, it's an El Camino. For sure."@@
@@.ella;"And I just stole it!"@@
You feel your eyes go wide. @@.you2;"What?!"@@
@@.ella;"Just kidding,"@@ she says, giggling. @@.ella;"Who the HECK would steal an El Camino? Actually, don't answer that. If I didn't own one, yeah, I'd probably steal one. Well what are you doing? Get in already!"@@
You clamor into the car, barely having time to shut the door before she backs out of the parking lot with a chirp of the tires and then slams the manual transmission into first. She peels out, the back end swinging wide, and jets towards the highway.
@@.you2;"Whoa!"@@
@@.ella;"Yee-haw! You ready to go camping?"@@
@@.you2;"Huh? We're going camping?"@@ you ask. You look through the back window and see that the bed of the El Camino holds a couple rolled sleeping bags, a big beverage cooler, and several other supplies.
@@.ella;"Of course we're going camping!"@@
<<if $costume eq "boy">>\
@@.you2;"Err... so... you don't mind that I'm a girl now?"@@
@@.ella;"When I was a kid,"@@ she says, @@.ella;"we had this door between the kitchen and the dining room which had, like, double-hinges on it. So you would push to get into the kitchen but you would also push to get into the dining room."@@
@@.you2;"Um... okay?"@@
@@.ella;"I'm like that door, silly! I swing both ways!"@@
You laugh. @@.you2;"That's an interesting way to say it."@@
@@.ella;"Besides, I really like you, Alex. You're cool beans."@@
@@.you2;"Thanks,"@@ you say, unable to keep a smile off your face.
<<endif>>\
In no time at all, Ella takes an exit off the highway that slowly degrades from a real road into a bumpy dirt trail. She weaves down the winding back-road until finally pulling to an abrupt stop in a small clearing. Outside of the passenger window, you can see a large lake with light from the settling sun sparkling off the gentle ripping waves.
@@.you2;"Wow! It's beautiful here."@@
@@.ella;"Sure is! Let's get setup and enjoy the sunset. C'mon!"@@
Ella hops out of the car and walks around to the back. She drops the tailgate and tugs a sleeping bag and a backpack from the bed, then trudges down towards the lake with them.
You grab the other sleeping bag, slinging it over your shoulder with its attached strap, and lug the cooler out. You follow Ella down to the lake shore.
It doesn't take long to setup everything. The sleeping bags are laid out on a large blanket and Ella sets up a portable campfire for when night falls. The two of you watch the sunset sitting together and then Ella starts the fire up and somehow manages to zip the two sleeping bags together into one big sleeping bag.
She quickly strips off and, now naked in the dancing fire-light, helps you out of your clothing as well. The two of you slide into the sleeping bag, already heavily making out. Ella gently squeezes your breasts in her hands as she kisses you. Her leg slides between yours and her silky thigh presses against your quickly wetting pussy.
Her hands move from your breasts and she starts to fumble with something under the sleeping bag while grinning at you. It sounds like she's tightening a belt?
@@.ella;"I'm gonna be the boyfriend tonight,"@@ she says, smirking.
Her legs shift and her hands come back up to massage your shoulder and hold your neck as she deeply kisses you. You feel something hard prod gently against your thighs. It's now clear that Ella has put on a strap-on of some sort!
<<if $sexbrandon neq true>>\
@@.you2;"Wait, Ella, I've never... I'm a virgin!"@@
Ella's eyes go wide. @@.ella;"Really?"@@
You nod, pressing your lips together.
@@.ella;"Oh, wow. Well... do you want to... for me to... do it?"@@
<<else>>\
@@.you2;"Hold on, Ella, I don't know about this..."@@
@@.ella;"Oh... okay. Um... you don't want to try it?"@@
<<endif>>\
[[I'll let Ella be the 'boyfriend' for the night.|098a EllaTop]]
[[No, I don't think I'm interested her strap-on.|098b EllaBot]]
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<<if $alex eq "boi modest" or $alex eq "boi mezzo" or $alex eq "boi slutty" or $alex eq "guy">>\
@@.you;"Okay,"@@ you whisper to her. @@.you;"Let's try it."@@
Ella giggles and kisses your neck again as her lubed fingers renew the massage around and inside your asshole. Judging by your erection now straining against the fabric of the sleeping bag, it's obvious that it feels pretty damn good.
After a minute or so, you feel Ella direct the hard rubbery strap-on against your puckered starfish. She increases the pressure, little by little while kissing your neck and back, until the first inch slips inside you. You let out a grunt and reach behind you to clutch her hips.
<<if $penetratee lt 1>>\
There's an irritating burning sensation but it's very quickly fading. You wonder if the machine prepared you for this somehow, since you're sure you've heard first time anal sex can be painful. But this is certainly not an unpleasant feeling...
<<else>>\
The slight burning sensation you felt before makes a return, but fades away much more quickly. Soon all you feel is a delightful tingle and the weird, but certainly not unpleasant, feeling of being penetrated.
<<endif>>\
She nibbles your earlobe, gently nudging the strap-on into you. You gasp in breaths as the shaft invades your bottom, stretching your asshole and filling your bowels. Finally, the rubbery cock is seated fully inside you. Ella reaches around to stroke your erection.
@@.ella;"Good girl,"@@ she says, teasing her teeth on your earlobe.
@@.you;"Hey, don't say that,"@@ you say, trying not to laugh as you feel your cheeks flush hotly.
Ella begins pumping her hips against you -- sliding just about an inch out and back in, at first, but increasing the length of her thrusts steadily. Both of you huff and groan as she starts to properly fuck you while fondling your cock at the same time.
@@.you;"Oh jeez!"@@ you whimper, feeling close to orgasm already.
@@.ella;"I knew you'd like it,"@@ she says with a little chuckle.
The sensation of pleasure being jammed into your backside and then wrung back out of your front is overwhelming.
@@.you;"I'm gonna..."@@ you whine.
Ella pulls the top flap of the sleeping bag away to bare the two of you to the world. @@.ella;"Do it, Alex. Cum for me, baby. Cum for me!"@@
You want to cum so badly but your orgasm just seems to sit there on the edge, causing your whole body to shake. There's something very wicked about being butt-fucked that seems to deliciously draw out the journey to a climax.
But here it is... here it is... HERE IT IS!
<center><img src="DZFAP/oooh.png"></center>\
With a girly moan, your pent-up jizz shoots up your shaft and spurt after spurt fires off onto the sandy lake shore. Your hands clench against Ella behind you as she continues to drive the strap-on into you while you ride out a long, soul-shaking orgasm.
Finally she slows to a stop and pulls out of you. The sudden empty feeling causes your breath to catch in your throat. Ella turns you over and kisses you hard on the lips.
@@.ella;"That was amazing, Alex,"@@ she says, grinning.
@@.you;"You're telling me!"@@ you say, laughing.
@@.ella;"Wanna go again?"@@ she asks, smirking. @@.ella;"I'm still hard, you know."@@
[[Oh gosh...|100 Ella]]
<<else>>\
@@.you2;"Okay,"@@ you whisper to her. @@.you2;"Let's try it."@@
@@.ella;"Oh yeah baby!"@@
Immediately Ella reaches down to wet the head of her strap-on against your damp cunt. She slides it back and forth against your delicate, soaked folds and then very gently presses an inch of it inside you.
@@.you2;"Oh!"@@ you gasp, automatically spreading your thighs apart to accept her.
She kisses you and slowly sinks the strap-on into you until you feel it well-seated deep inside you.
@@.ella;"Okay?"@@ she asks, giving you a smooch.
@@.you2;"Yeah..."@@ you whispered. @@.you2;"That feels really good..."@@
You moan lewdy as Ella begins to slowly pump your sopping-wet snatch with her rubbery erection.
@@.ella;"Yeah, you like that, bitch?"@@ she asks, thrusting her faux-cock to the hilt into you.
After a gasp for breath, you clutch your arms around her and say, @@.you2;"Ella, jeez!"@@
She laughs and kisses you. @@.ella;"Sorry, I was, like, getting totally into it."@@
You keep your arms wrapped around her as she continues to rock her hips into you. Your lips and tongue kiss and lick at her neck, which seems to excite her even more. She's panting heavily now from the exertion of fucking you. Her skin is salty and sticky with sweat, as is your own.
Ella pulls the top flap of the sleep bag away to bare the two of you to the world. A crisp, welcome breeze caresses your nude body.
Suddenly Ella pushes you onto your back, bracing your legs wide open, and clutches your thighs in her hands. She steadily drives her imitation prick in and out of you while the both of you grunt and groan.
Sparks fire off in your stomach. You try to help Ella fuck you by matching her thrusts by pumping your hips into her. Your breath becomes ragged, short, desperate. Ella grins down at you.
@@.ella;"Do it, Alex. Cum for me, baby. Cum for me!"@@
As if that was exactly what you were waiting for, you soar towards an orgasmic climax. Your eyes squeeze closed and your hands bunch up the fabric of the sleeping bag in your fists and your toes curl and then you let out a long, shuddering moan.
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Ella doesn't let up, and each thrust seems to bring with it a new wave of unbearable pleasure. You can't take much more of it -- you try to squirm away but she holds you in place. Your hands go to press against her stomach, trying to get her to stop or at least slow down.
Finally, after a few more moments of blissful torture, Ella stops fucking you and leans down over you to press her lips to yours. You feel your pussy clench against the strap-on as innumerable little orgasms bubble up from your groin and tingle through your whole body.
Exhausted and panting, Ella slowly slides her pretend prick out of you and slides over you to nestle against your side.
@@.ella;"That was amazing, Alex,"@@ she says, grinning.
@@.you2;"You're telling me!"@@ you say, laughing.
@@.ella;"Wanna go again?"@@ she asks, smirking. @@.ella;"I'm still hard, you know."@@
[[Oh gosh...|100 Ella]]
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@@.you;"Sorry,"@@ you whisper to her. @@.you;"I don't think I want to."@@
Ella laughs and gives you a quick smooch on the lips.
@@.ella;"Hey, no problem, my super-sweet stud,"@@ she says. @@.ella;"Let's just have us a nice old-fashioned fuck, huh?"@@
She quickly unbuckles the strap-on and flings it away. She kisses down your chest and stomach and her lips are wrapped around your erection in mere moments. She pumps her head, sliding her slobbery lips and tongue up and down your shaft. Suddenly she spears her throat with your cock, burying her face against your groin, and her fingernails lightly dig into your buttcheeks as she fights to keep your prick deep in her gullet.
You squirm underneath her, barely able to bear how amazing it feels. She gags a few times, her throat spasming around your throbbing erection, and then jerks away with a slurpy wet cough.
Grinning at you, she wipes her mouth off with back of her hand and asks, @@.ella;"Almost seven seconds already! I'm going to get <i>sooo</i> good at deepthroating you."@@
@@.you;"Well, if that's your goal, I guess I'll just have to let you do it whenever you want."@@
@@.ella;"How sweet of you,"@@ she says, smirking. @@.ella;"But right now, I really need me some vitamin-D!"@@
Ella pushes herself up to her knees and throws her leg over you. She takes your erection in her hand and guides the tip against her wet pussy. Slowly she sits down on it, accepting your steely rod into her warm cooch. You whimper at how amazing it feels to be enveloped in such welcoming warmth. She gasps in a breath when her butt finally settles on your legs.
@@.you;"Oh... wow!"@@
@@.ella;"Oh my god, Alex, you feel so good inside me,"@@ she whispers with her eyes closed. @@.ella;"I want to feel like this forever!"@@
She starts to grind her hips, savoring the sensations, but before long her hands are splayed out on your chest and she's bouncing up and down in your lap vigorously. <i>*Slap slap slap*</i> her butt goes against your legs. Her breath is ragged and interrupted frequently with lewd moans. Your cock pushes in and out of her silky folds, squeezed and caressed into giving up its imminent payload.
@@.you;"Ella, I'm close,"@@ you warn her, feeling a telltale tingle tickle through your balls and up your pounding prick.
@@.ella;"It's okay, I'm on the pill,"@@ she whimpers. @@.ella;"Cum inside me, Alex. I want to feel you cum inside me!"@@
Those words tip you right over the edge. You writhe beneath her as you feel the first volley of jizz practically sucked from inside you. Ella giggles gleefully and leans down to press her hot lips to yours. She continues grinding against you as you shudder in orgasm.
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Finally you come down from the high. You drop your head back and groan, feeling delightfully exhausted.
@@.ella;"One sec, just have to clean up."@@
Ella slips off of you and you hear rustling for a few moments. Then you feel her lips gently kiss against your deflating erection.
@@.you;"Ella..."@@
@@.ella;"It's okay, I'll be careful,"@@ she whispers. @@.ella;"I made a mess, I need to clean it up."@@ Her tongue lightly licks against your shaft but thankfully she's careful not to overstimulate your sensitive cockhead.
After a minute, she shifts up to snuggle against you.
@@.ella;"That was fantastic, Alex,"@@ she says.
@@.you;"Yeah, that was amazing,"@@ you agree.
@@.ella;"I bet the second time is going to be even better."@@
[[Oh gosh...|100 Ella]]
<<else>>\
@@.you2;"Sorry,"@@ you whisper to her. @@.you2;"I don't think I want to."@@
Ella laughs and gives you a quick smooch on the lips.
@@.ella;"Hey, no problem, my super-sugary sweetheart,"@@ she says. @@.ella;"How about some downstairs kisses, then?"@@
She quickly unbuckles the strap-on and flings it away. She kisses down your chest and stomach and her mouth is pressed into your quickly slickening slit in mere moments. Her hands clutch your thighs and her face presses hard into your groin, her tongue slathering over your sensitive folds and her lips sucking against your plump pussy lips.
@@.you2;"Oh, Ella!"@@ you squeal, your head dropping back. Your legs spread wide open for her and your hands clutch into her hair as she enthusiastically devours your sex. @@.you2;"Oh, fuck! You're amazing!"@@
Ella lifts her head to take a breath and giggle wickedly before licking her lips and pushing her face between your legs once again. Her hands kneed your thighs as they work towards your crotch. Then Ella slowly pushes one finger inside you as she continues to eagerly eat you out. She slips another finger inside you and begins pumping the two fingers in and out of your sodden pussy. Her mouth never lets up -- in fact, she only seems to grow more and more excited.
<center><img src="DZFAP/oooh.png"></center>\
You writhe and tremble as a series of small orgasms ripple through you. Ella becomes more spirited, fucking you with her fingers and ravaging you with her mouth. You ball her hair in your fists and shudder, wanting her to stop and continue forever at the same time. Your hips raise off the ground and she takes the opportunity to grapple you around the waist, bracing your legs on her shoulders and wedging herself against you. Your feet flail in the air as Ella feverishly licks and sucks all your sensitive bits.
<center><img src="DZFAP/oooh.png"></center>\
You squeal and moan uncontrollably as another orgasm washes over you like an ocean wave. It slams into you and trickles all over your body. Ella keeps a hold on you until your trembling stops and you collapse into an exhausted heap. She laughs in triumph and gives your pubic mound a smootch before sliding up next to you to snuggle.
@@.you2;"Ella..."@@ you say, still fighting for breath, @@.you2;"That was incredible!"@@
@@.ella;"Oh, I couldn't tell if you liked it or not."@@ She giggles and traces her finger around your belly-button. @@.ella;"And guess what number is next in line?"@@
@@.you2;"What?"@@
@@.ella;"Sixty-nine."@@
[[Oh gosh...|100 Ella]]
<<endif>>\<center>''EPILOGUE''</center>\
Ella's apartment, as you might have guessed, is decorated in a rather eclectic and cluttered manner. Her walls are plastered with old cheesy B-movie and anime posters. Her bedroom, you find, is packed with lewds: pictures of hot naked women, various dildos and buttplugs, bondage gear, a wide selection of lubricants, and a couple body pillows of half-naked hentai chicks.
It's clear Ella is about as sex-positive as a girl can get.
Not that you mind, since you soon find that your libido is quite complimentary to hers.
After dating for about a month, she asks if you'd like to move in with her. She says she'd like more Alex in her life and you're pretty sure you'd like more Ella yourself, but you tell her you'd like to think about it for a couple days. She's perfectly fine with that, too.
One Friday night, after a long day at work for the both of you, you and Ella snuggle up on the couch to watch a movie. Ella made popcorn and grabbed couple beers for the two you.
<<if $ellatops>>\
Soon, as you dig in for another handful of popcorn, you feel something strange in the popcorn bucket. You brush popcorn out of the way and peer into the bucket: there's a big fat fake cock jutting up from the bottom of the popcorn bucket where Ella has obviously cut a hole. She's apparently wearing her strap-on again.
<<if $alex eq "boi modest" or $alex eq "boi mezzo" or $alex eq "boi slutty" or $alex eq "guy">>\
@@.you;"Ella, what the heck?"@@ you ask, unable to keep from laughing.
<<else>>\
@@.you2;"Ella, what the heck?"@@ you ask, unable to keep from laughing.
<<endif>>\
@@.ella;"I've always wanted to try that!"@@ she says, giggling.
<<if $alex eq "boi modest" or $alex eq "boi mezzo" or $alex eq "boi slutty" or $alex eq "guy">>\
@@.you;"You're such a weirdo!"@@
<<else>>\
@@.you2;"You're such a weirdo!"@@
<<endif>>\
@@.ella;"I know!"@@ she says, still laughing. @@.ella;"So, um, this is the part where you put your head in the bucket and suck it, right?"@@
<<if $alex eq "boi modest" or $alex eq "boi mezzo" or $alex eq "boi slutty" or $alex eq "guy">>\
@@.you;"What? Why? You wouldn't even feel it!"@@
<<else>>\
@@.you2;"What? Why? You wouldn't even feel it!"@@
<<endif>>\
@@.ella;"So? It'd still be pretty hot! Right?"@@
You glance down at the rubber phallus protruding out of the popcorn and then back to Ella. She bites her lip and wiggles her eyebrows at you.
<<else>>\
You scoop out another handful of popcorn then look over to Ella.
<<if $alex eq "boi modest" or $alex eq "boi mezzo" or $alex eq "boi slutty" or $alex eq "guy">>\
@@.you;"You're not having any popcorn?"@@ you ask.
<<else>>\
@@.you2;"You're not having any popcorn?"@@ you ask.
<<endif>>\
@@.ella;"I just don't feel like popcorn,"@@ she says, shrugging. @@.ella;"But it's okay, I know exactly what snack I want."@@
<<if $alex eq "boi modest" or $alex eq "boi mezzo" or $alex eq "boi slutty" or $alex eq "guy">>\
@@.you;"Oh? And what's that?"@@
<<else>>\
@@.you2;"Oh? And what's that?"@@
<<endif>>\
She smiles wickedly and slides off the couch to kneel between your legs. Her hands stroke against your thighs as she pushes them apart, grinning up at you.
<<endif>>\
<<if $alex eq "boi modest" or $alex eq "boi mezzo" or $alex eq "boi slutty" or $alex eq "guy">>\
@@.you;"Oh, jeez..."@@
<<else>>\
@@.you2;"Oh, jeez..."@@
<<endif>>\
<<if $alex eq "boi modest" or $alex eq "boi mezzo" or $alex eq "boi slutty">>\
<center>''Ending A9: Ella's Boi''</center>\
<<elseif $alex eq "guy">>\
<center>''Ending A9: Ella's Guy''</center>\
<<else>>\
<center>''Ending A9: Ella's Girl''</center>\
<<endif>>\
<<display "Pizzeria">>\@@.fan;"Alex, you're here!"@@
<<if $alex eq "boi modest" or $alex eq "boi mezzo" or $alex eq "boi slutty">>\
@@.you;"Hey, Mister F. I'm a little early -- still have about ten minutes before my shift."@@
<<else>>\
@@.you2;"Hey, Mister F. I'm a little early -- still have about ten minutes before my shift."@@
<<endif>>\
@@.fan;"Oh, yes, I see!"@@ Mr. Fanucci glances at the clock. @@.fan;"But if you don't mind clocking in now, we've just had an order come in for Southside."@@
You nod at him. Southside is the farthest area that the pizzeria delivers to and none of the other delivery drivers drive fast enough to get the pizzas there before they get cold. Only you have the experience in excessively speedy scootering to get the job done.
<<if $alex eq "boi modest" or $alex eq "boi mezzo" or $alex eq "boi slutty">>\
@@.you;"Sure thing, Mister F. I'm on it!"@@
<<else>>\
@@.you2;"Sure thing, Mister F. I'm on it!"@@
<<endif>>\
@@.fan;"Thank you, Alex. It's only one pizza, but every customer counts!"@@
Being an expert at going through the ADD machine now, you pop open the door, hop onto the conveyor belt, and await your transformation. You clamp your eyes shut at the flash of light.
<center><img src="DZFAP/ding.png"></center>\
After grabbing the pizza box, you exit the tube. You notice you're wearing the pizza delivery uniform that the machine had put you in earlier (it seems so long ago now!) but it's definitely been updated a bit. You scooch your sunglasses down with your finger and smirk over them at Mr. Fanucci.
<<if $alex eq "boi modest" or $alex eq "boi mezzo" or $alex eq "boi slutty">>\
@@.you;"How do I look, Mister F?"@@
<<else>>\
@@.you2;"How do I look, Mister F?"@@
<<endif>>\
@@.fan;"Inappropriate!"@@ he says. @@.fan;"And it's very suitable to you, Alex!"@@
<<if $alex eq "boi modest" or $alex eq "boi mezzo" or $alex eq "boi slutty">>\
<<set $alex to "boi-special">>\
<<if options.showmainimg is true>>\
<center><img src="DZFAP/fap-alex-boi-special.png" class="port" style="max-width:49%;margin-right:1%;"><img src="DZFAP/fap2-alex-boi-special.png" class="port" style="max-width:49%"></center>\
<<endif>>\
<<else>>\
<<set $alex to "girl-special">>\
<<if options.showmainimg is true>>\
<center><img src="DZFAP/fap-alex-girl-special.png" class="port" style="max-width:49%;margin-right:1%;"><img src="DZFAP/fap2-alex-girl-special.png" class="port" style="max-width:49%"></center>\
<<endif>>\
<<endif>>\
You push your sunglasses back up and nod. While you would never say you're accustomed to the ADD machine injecting an ass-load of sexual charisma into you, you wouldn't say it's unwelcome, either.
<<if $alex eq "boi-special">>\
@@.you;"Well, I better get my bubble-booty scootin' if I want to make a tip on this delivery!"@@
<<else>>\
@@.you2;"Well, I better get my bubble-booty scootin' if I want to make a tip on this delivery!"@@
<<endif>>\
<<if $alex eq "boi-special">>\
[[Make my delivery!|202 ScootOutBoi]]
<<else>>\
[[Make my delivery!|202 ScootOutGirl]]
<<endif>>\You run out to the scooter, your bum a-jiggling rather distractingly, and stow away the pizza box in the carrier. After plopping your bodacious ass in the seat, you kick your heel to start up the scooter and peel out of the parking lot.
<center><img src="DZFAP/zing.png"></center>\
The Southside area is not the most pleasant place but you've delivered plenty of pizzas there. Though it's a bad area, you know as an absolute certainty that nothing bad will happen. You must some sort of guardian angel watching over you!
And good thing, too, because you pull your scooter up to a red light next to a an old convertible Ford Thunderbird packed with guys that certainly aren't hiding the fact they are gang members.
@@.nobody;"Oi,"@@ the tattooed dude in the passenger seat calls to you. @@.nobody;"Pizza boy!"@@
@@.you;"That's me!"@@ You shoot him a winning smile.
He seems flustered at your confidence but quickly regains his composure. He leans against the door and puts on a menacing smile.
@@.nobody;"You know,"@@ he says, his voice low and dangerous-sounding, @@.nobody;"you're a really pretty boy."@@
@@.you;"Thanks! That's sweet of you to say!"@@ You beam another smile at him. @@.you;"You're not bad-looking yourself, stud."@@
His 'badass' persona immediately drops and he stares at you, dumbfounded.
@@.nobody;"Look, guys,"@@ one of friends says, playfully punching the tattooed dude in the shoulder, @@.nobody;"Marcus is in love!"@@
His fellow gangsters start laughing and teasing him. The light turns green so you kick the scooter into gear.
@@.you;"Gotta go!"@@ you say, throwing the poor tormented guy a wink.
With that, you rev the gas on the scooter and the tires let out a squealy chirp as you zip away. You reach the apartment building a minute later and park in one of the delivery spots. After retrieving the pizza from the storage compartment on the back of the scooter, you hurry into the building and find the elevator.
A minute later, you're knocking on the customer's door.
@@.you;"Whew, that's a long drive! But I made good time!"@@
A skinny guy about your age answers the door. He looks a bit nerdy, but sweet.
@@.you;"Pizza's here!"@@
He stands there, slack-jawed, staring at you.
@@.brandon;"Uh... err... um..."@@
@@.you;"Are you okay?"@@
@@.brandon;"Yes... err... yes... <i>Fanucci's?</i> But I ordered <i>Pizza Hit...</i>"@@
@@.you;"Oh! Mister F bought them out last week. You wouldn't believe our growth! I'll make sure to tell the technician to update the online ordering process. But really, you should download the FAP App! It has <i>tons</i> of options. I bet you'll love it!"@@
@@.brandon;"Oh... okay...?"@@
@@.you;"Don't worry, you're going to like our pizza <b>waaay</b> better. I <i>personally</i> guarantee it! In fact, I've been eating a ton of our food lately! I hope I'm not getting too fat..."@@
@@.brandon;"No, no... you look <b>great!</b>"@@
@@.you;"Aww, how sweet! Well, here's your pizza pie, cutie-pie!"@@
@@.brandon;"Th-- thanks..."@@
@@.you;"Order again soon!"@@
@@.brandon;"I... will..."@@
@@.you;"By the way, you've got a package next to your door!"@@
You rush off to the elevator as the guy stoops down to retrieve his package. He seemed like a nice guy, although a little weird. You wonder what his story could be?
[[Time to get back to work!|203 Pizzeria]]You run out to the scooter, your bum a-jiggling rather distractingly, and stow away the pizza box in the carrier. After plopping your bodacious ass in the seat, you kick your heel to start up the scooter and peel out of the parking lot.
<center><img src="DZFAP/zing.png"></center>\
The Southside area is not the most pleasant place but you've delivered plenty of pizzas there. Though it's a bad area, you know as an absolute certainty that nothing bad will happen. You must some sort of guardian angel watching over you!
And good thing, too, because you pull your scooter up to a red light next to a an old convertible Ford Thunderbird packed with guys that certainly aren't hiding the fact they are gang members.
@@.nobody;"Oi,"@@ the tattooed dude in the passenger seat calls to you. @@.nobody;"Pizza girl!"@@
@@.you2;"That's me!"@@ You shoot him a winning smile.
He seems flustered at your confidence but quickly regains his composure. He leans against the door and puts on a menacing smile.
@@.nobody;"You know,"@@ he says, his voice low and dangerous-sounding, @@.nobody;"you're a really pretty thing."@@
@@.you2;"Thanks! That's sweet of you to say!"@@ You beam another smile at him. @@.you2;"You're not bad-looking yourself, stud."@@
His 'badass' persona immediately drops and he stares at you, dumbfounded.
@@.nobody;"Look, guys,"@@ one of friends says, playfully punching the tattooed dude in the shoulder, @@.nobody;"Marcus is in love!"@@
His fellow gangsters start laughing and teasing him. The light turns green so you kick the scooter into gear.
@@.you2;"Gotta go!"@@ you say, throwing the poor tormented guy a wink.
With that, you rev the gas on the scooter and the tires let out a squealy chirp as you zip away. You reach the apartment building a minute later and park in one of the delivery spots. After retrieving the pizza from the storage compartment on the back of the scooter, you hurry into the building and find the elevator.
A minute later, you're knocking on the customer's door.
@@.you2;"Whew, that's a long drive! But I made good time!"@@
A skinny guy about your age answers the door. He looks a bit nerdy, but sweet.
@@.you2;"Pizza's here!"@@
He stands there, slack-jawed, staring at you.
@@.brandon;"Uh... err... um..."@@
@@.you2;"Are you okay?"@@
@@.brandon;"Yes... err... yes... <i>Fanucci's?</i> But I ordered <i>Pizza Hit...</i>"@@
@@.you2;"Oh! Mister F bought them out last week. You wouldn't believe our growth! I'll make sure to tell the technician to update the online ordering process. But really, you should download the FAP App! It has <i>tons</i> of options. I bet you'll love it!"@@
@@.brandon;"Oh... okay...?"@@
@@.you2;"Don't worry, you're going to like our pizza <b>waaay</b> better. I <i>personally</i> guarantee it! In fact, I've been eating a ton of our food lately! I hope I'm not getting too fat..."@@
@@.brandon;"No, no... you look <b>great!</b>"@@
@@.you2;"Aww, how sweet! Well, here's your pizza pie, cutie-pie!"@@
@@.brandon;"Th-- thanks..."@@
@@.you2;"Order again soon!"@@
@@.brandon;"I... will..."@@
@@.you2;"By the way, you've got a package next to your door!"@@
You rush off to the elevator as the guy stoops down to retrieve his package. He seemed like a nice guy, although a little weird. You wonder what his story could be?
[[Time to get back to work!|203 Pizzeria]]<center><img src="DZFAP/zing.png"></center>\
You stay pretty busy throughout your shift, scootering back and forth, but you make $38 in tips! This job has really gotten lucrative since business picked up and you're happy to have been one of the main reasons that happened.
<<if $alex eq "boi-special">>\
@@.you;"Clocking out, Mister F!"@@
<<else>>\
@@.you2;"Clocking out, Mister F!"@@
<<endif>>\
@@.fan;"Alex, one moment please!"@@
Mr. Fanucci approaches you with the keys to the scooter held out pinched between his thick fingers.
<<if $alex eq "boi-special">>\
@@.you;"Another delivery?"@@ you ask. @@.you;"Is it close? I kinda have plans tonight, Mister F..."@@
<<else>>\
@@.you2;"Another delivery?"@@ you ask. @@.you2;"Is it close? I kinda have plans tonight, Mister F..."@@
<<endif>>\
@@.fan;"No, Alex, not a delivery,"@@ he says, smiling. He puts the scooter keys in your hand and then curls your fingers over them. @@.fan;"I want you to have the scooter. It is yours now."@@
<<if $alex eq "boi-special">>\
@@.you;"Really? Wow! But--"@@
<<else>>\
@@.you2;"Really? Wow! But--"@@
<<endif>>\
@@.fan;"No no, Alex,"@@ he says, patting your hand, @@.fan;"you have more than earned it! You shouldn't have to take the bus all the time when you are my best driver."@@
<<if $alex eq "boi-special">>\
@@.you;"Jeez, that's really nice of you, Mister F."@@
<<else>>\
@@.you2;"Jeez, that's really nice of you, Mister F."@@
<<endif>>\
@@.fan;"Think nothing of it! Now, go on and have a nice night."@@
<<if $alex eq "boi-special">>\
@@.you;"I will! Thank you!"@@
<<else>>\
@@.you2;"I will! Thank you!"@@
<<endif>>\
<<if $picked eq "ella">>\
You had planned on calling Ella to pick you up when you got off of work, but now that you have the scooter you can meet her at her place instead. She said she has a surprise for you this evening and not to worry about what to wear because she has picked something out for you.
You text Ella to tell her that you're on your way thanks to Mr. Fanucci's generousity. She quickly messages back congratulations and says that she's excited for this evening. You wonder what you're in for?
[[Scoot out!|204 EllaScoot]]
<<elseif $picked eq "triple">>\
You had planned on calling Brandon or Trish to pick you up when you got off of work, but now that you have the scooter you can head right home instead.
You text them to tell them that you're on your way thanks to Mr. Fanucci's generousity. Trish quickly messages back congratulations and Brandon texts that he's already got dinner sorted for everyone.
[[Scoot out!|204 TripleScoot]]
<<elseif $picked eq "paul">>\
You had planned on calling Paul to pick you up when you got off of work, but now that you have the scooter you can meet him at his place instead. The two of you plan to go to the movies tonight. You keep some spare clothes at his place, so you can shower and change before heading to the theater.
You text Paul to tell him that you're on your way thanks to Mr. Fanucci's generousity. He quickly messages back congratulations and says he can't wait for your date tonight.
[[Scoot out!|204 PaulScoot]]
<<elseif $picked eq "marty">>\
You had planned on calling Marty to pick you up when you got off of work, but now that you have the scooter you can meet him at his place instead. He's having a few friends over for his weekly card game. You keep some spare clothes at his place, so you can shower and change before the get-together.
You text Marty to tell him that you're on your way thanks to Mr. Fanucci's generousity. He quickly messages back congratulations and says he's going to get some wine from the store to celebrate.
[[Scoot out!|204 MartyScoot]]
<<elseif $picked eq "lina">>\
You had planned on calling Lina to pick you up when you got off of work, but now that you have the scooter you can meet her at her place instead. She's taking you out to dinner tonight -- well, it's technically a business dinner with a couple of her clients, but the restaurant is supposed to be very posh.
You text Lina to tell her that you're on your way thanks to Mr. Fanucci's generousity. She quickly messages back congratulations and says she can't wait to see you in the dress she bought you for tonight.
[[Scoot out!|204 LinaScoot]]
<<elseif $picked eq "zander">>\
You had planned on calling Zander to pick you up when you got off of work, but now that you have the scooter you can meet him at his place instead. He's going to take you to the mall to treat you to some new clothes.
You text Zander to tell him that you're on your way thanks to Mr. Fanucci's generousity. He quickly messages back congratulations and says he's proud of how well you're doing at work.
[[Scoot out!|204 ZanderScoot]]
<<elseif $picked eq "jack">>\
You had planned on calling Jack to pick you up when you got off of work, but now that you have the scooter you can meet him at his place instead. He's going to cook for you and the two of you will chat over a bottle of wine at dinner. He's always nice to talk with and a great listener, besides.
You text Jack to tell him that you're on your way thanks to Mr. Fanucci's generousity. He quickly messages back congratulations and says he's proud of how well you're doing at work.
[[Scoot out!|204 JackScoot]]
<<else>>\
You had planned on taking the bus, of course, but now with the scooter you can head directly home instead. You'll have plenty of time to get ready for your second job, which is honestly far more of a fun hobby than work.
[[Scoot out!|204 FreedomScoot]]
<<endif>>\
<center><img src="DZFAP/zing.png"></center>\
You pull into a motorcycle parking spot nearby Ella's apartment and hustle inside. As soon as you're in the door, Ella squeals and runs to you to wrap you in her arms.
@@.ella;"Oh, Alex! I'm so proud of you!"@@ she says, then gives you a big smooch. @@.ella;"I knew it was only a matter of time before my uncle realized just how special you are."@@
<<if $alex eq "boi-special">>\
@@.you;"I'm sure it had nothing to do with you constantly telling him that,"@@ you say, smirking at her.
<<else>>\
@@.you2;"I'm sure it had nothing to do with you constantly telling him that,"@@ you say, smirking at her.
<<endif>>\
@@.ella;"Hey, what can I say?"@@ She shrugs. @@.ella;"Boffin' the boss's niece has it's advantages."@@
<<if $alex eq "boi-special">>\
@@.you;"Yep, like all the boffin'."@@
<<else>>\
@@.you2;"Yep, like all the boffin'."@@
<<endif>>\
@@.ella;"Exactly!"@@ she says, giggling. She runs into the kitchen and returns with a bowl of salad and your favorite dressing. @@.ella;"Now, eat up! We need to get going."@@
<<if $alex eq "boi-special">>\
@@.you;"Where, exactly, are we going?"@@
<<else>>\
@@.you2;"Where, exactly, are we going?"@@
<<endif>>\
@@.ella;"It's a surpriiise!"@@ She claps her hands excitedly and bounces from foot to foot.
You can't help but smile at her excitement. You stab a forkful of salad and stuff it into your mouth, trying to chew with a grin on your face.
[[Eat up and head out!|205 EllaSurprise]]You pull into your apartment complex and park the scooter in one of the motorcycle spots near your apartment. You head inside the house to find Brandon and Trish entangled on the couch watching an action flick.
@@.brandon;"Hey, Alex. How was work?"@@
<<if $alex eq "boi-special">>\
@@.you;"I got a promotion and Mister F gave me the scooter to use whenever I want."@@
<<else>>\
@@.you2;"I got a promotion and Mister F gave me the scooter to use whenever I want."@@
<<endif>>\
@@.trish;"That's great!"@@ Trish says, bouncing up from the couch to run over and hug and kiss you.
@@.brandon;"Awesome! You totally deserve it, though. That place has really taken off thanks to you."@@
@@.trish;"So,"@@ Trish says, guiding you to the couch to sit with her and Brandon, @@.trish;"we're planning on heading over to the pool tonight. Brandon's going to barbeque and we can have a nice swim."@@
@@.brandon;"She got those damn tofu sausages again,"@@ Brandon grumbles, rolling his eyes. @@.brandon;"But, you know, they're actually not too bad with a little spicy mustard."@@
@@.trish;"What do you say, Alex? You in?"@@
<<if $alex eq "boi-special">>\
@@.you;"Oh... well maybe I would, but I don't have a swimsuit that fits."@@
<<else>>\
@@.you2;"Oh... well maybe I would, but I don't have a swimsuit that fits."@@
<<endif>>\
@@.trish;"The. Perfect. Answer!"@@ Trish says, clapping her hands. @@.trish;"Because, guess what? I got one for you!"@@
@@.brandon;"And it took her forever to pick one out."@@
@@.trish;"You shuddup,"@@ you tells Brandon. To you, she says, @@.trish;"Let's go try it on!"@@
<<if $alex eq "boi-special">>\
@@.you;"Okay, sure!"@@
<<else>>\
@@.you2;"Okay, sure!"@@
<<endif>>\
Trish takes your hand as you both stand up and escorts you to her bedroom. She flicks on the light and waves her hands in presentation to <<if $alex eq "boi-special">>a tiny pair of gold swimshorts<<else>>a strappy gold bikini<<endif>> laid out on her bed.
<<if $alex eq "boi-special">>\
@@.you;"It's... pretty. But maybe too small?"@@
<<else>>\
@@.you2;"It's... pretty. But maybe too small?"@@
<<endif>>\
@@.trish;"Oh no, it's perfect! I made triple-sure! Try it on. Please please please?"@@
Unable to deny Trish when she is this excited, you laugh and kick off your shoes. After you're disrobed, you pick up the <<if $alex eq "boi-special">>swimshorts and slip into them<<else>>bikini and slip on the bottoms and then tug on the top, settling your boobs in place<<endif>>.
<<if $alex eq "boi-special">>\
<<set $alex to "swimboi">>\
<center><img src="DZFAP/fap-alex-boi-swimsuit.png" class="port" style="max-width:49%;margin-right:1%;"><img src="DZFAP/fap2-alex-boi-swimsuit.png" class="port" style="max-width:49%"></center>\
<<else>>\
<<set $alex to "swimgirl">>\
<center><img src="DZFAP/fap-alex-girl-swimsuit.png" class="port" style="max-width:49%;margin-right:1%;"><img src="DZFAP/fap2-alex-girl-swimsuit.png" class="port" style="max-width:49%"></center>\
<<endif>>\
@@.trish;"Told you! It's exactly perfect."@@
<<if $alex eq "swimboi">>\
@@.you;"Well, it does technically fit..."@@
<<else>>\
@@.you2;"Well, it does technically fit..."@@
<<endif>>\
@@.trish;"So now you can go swimming with us. It'll be great! Nobody is ever there at night and we'll have the whole pool to ourselves."@@
[[Agree to go swimming with Brandon and Trish.|205 NightSwimming]]
[[I think I'll just get some sleep.|205 Sleepytime]]<<set $alex to "movies">>\
<center><img src="DZFAP/zing.png"></center>\
You pull into Paul's driveway and park the scooter to the side. Once inside the house, you kick your shoes off in the foyer then head to the kitchen for a drink.
@@.paul;"Hey you,"@@ Paul says as he enters the kitchen. He's dressed casually but nice in jeans and a button-up shirt.
@@.you;"Hey there, hunky-stuff,"@@ you say, giving him a wink.
He gives you a hug and a kiss on top of your head.
@@.paul;"I'm so proud of you. Assistant Manager already! You're killin' it at work."@@
@@.you;"Thanks, babe."@@ You take a moment to enjoy his warmth and the sexy aroma of his manly cologne. @@.you;"I'm gonna take a shower and get ready for our date."@@
He lets out of his embrace and gives you a pat on the bum as you head for the bathroom. After a pleasant shower, you wrap a towel around yourself and go to Paul's bedroom, where you keep a few changes of clothes.
@@.you;"What should I wear?"@@
@@.paul;"As little as possible!"@@ Paul calls back from the living room.
@@.you;"Hardy-har-har, mister."@@
You opt for shorts, a t-shirt, and your comfy 'boots with the fur' as your movie-going outfit. You consider a jacket as well, because the theater is sometimes chilly, but Paul will be there with you and he's always nice and warm to snuggle up to.
<center><img src="DZFAP/fap-alex-boi-movies.png" class="port" style="max-width:49%;margin-right:1%;"><img src="DZFAP/fap2-alex-boi-movies.png" class="port" style="max-width:49%"></center>\
@@.you;"How's this?"@@ you ask, striking a fashion pose in the living room for Paul.
@@.paul;"Unbearably cute,"@@ he reponds, grinning.
@@.you;"Thank you. That's very true,"@@ you say with a cheeky smile.
@@.paul;"Come on, let's head out. I'll get you a hotdog."@@
Paul puts his arm around you as the two of you head to his truck.
@@.you;"You mean a real hotdog, right?"@@ you ask him and tease him with a bump of your hips against his. @@.you;"Not just your wiener again."@@
He chuckles. @@.paul;"Why not both?"@@
[[Ride to the movies.|205 MovieTime]]You pull up to the gate, punch in your code to get it to open, and the drive inside to park the scooter in one of the motorcycle spots near Marty's loft-style flat. You head inside to find Marty making salsa for the card game tonight.
@@.marty;"Heeey baby,"@@ he greets, abandoning his salsa preparations to run over to you and wrap his arms around you. @@.marty;"Assistant Manager Alex!"@@
You giggle at hearing the title and give him a smooch on the lips.
<<if $alex eq "boi-special">>\
@@.you;"Thanks, babe."@@
<<else>>\
@@.you2;"Thanks, honey."@@
<<endif>>\
@@.marty;"Hey no, you deserve it, that's awesome! I mean, you made that place what it is. Nobody can deny that."@@
<<if $alex eq "boi-special">>\
@@.you;"I guess I did put in some work,"@@ you say with a bashful shrug.
<<else>>\
@@.you2;"I guess I did put in some work,"@@ you say with a bashful shrug.
<<endif>>\
@@.marty;"No need to be humble around me, hotstuff."@@ He grins and raises an eyebrow. @@.marty;"In fact, we've got a little time to celebrate before the guys get here..."@@
<<if $alex eq "boi-special">>\
@@.you;"I want to shower first, you horndog."@@
<<else>>\
@@.you2;"I want to shower first, you horndog."@@
<<endif>>\
@@.marty;"Oh."@@ He looks away and rubs the back of his neck. @@.marty;"Uh... about the shower? It's broken."@@
<<if $alex eq "boi-special">>\
@@.you;"What? What happened?"@@
<<else>>\
@@.you2;"What? What happened?"@@
<<endif>>\
@@.marty;"I don't know. I was taking a shower this morning and I went to move the showerhead back up because you keep leaving it down since you're a shortie. Well, I kind of slipped and to catch myself I grabbed the cold water knob and I guess I tweaked it or something because it started spraying water out of the side. It wouldn't stop, even when I turned off both knobs, so I wrapped a towel around it and used some duct tape and it's just sort of leaking down into the drain now."@@
<<if $alex eq "boi-special">>\
@@.you;"You didn't call anybody to come fix it?"@@
<<else>>\
@@.you2;"You didn't call anybody to come fix it?"@@
<<endif>>\
@@.marty;"I meant to, but I got busy with work and forgot."@@ He shrugs his shoulders. @@.marty;"Plus, you know, I thought you could fix it anyway."@@
You put your hands on your hips and playfully frown at him.
<<if $alex eq "boi-special">>\
@@.you;"Just because I'm good with tools doesn't mean I'm your personal handyboy, you know."@@
<<else>>\
@@.you2;"Just because I'm good with tools doesn't mean I'm your personal handygirl, you know."@@
<<endif>>\
@@.marty;"But you're really good at handies, though,"@@ he says, trying not to smile.
<<if $alex eq "boi-special">>\
You roll your eyes and say, @@.you;"Oh, fine! Where are my tools?"@@
@@.marty;"I put them on the bed -- along with a pair of your shorts. I figure it might get a little wet in there."@@
<<else>>\
You roll your eyes and say, @@.you2;"Oh, fine! Where are my tools?"@@
@@.marty;"I put them on the bed -- along with a shirt and a pair of your shorts. I figure it might get a little wet in there."@@
<<endif>>\
<<if $alex eq "boi-special">>\
@@.you;"How very thoughtful of you,"@@ you say, putting on a suspicious look. @@.you;"Which shorts?"@@
<<else>>\
@@.you2;"How very thoughtful of you,"@@ you say, putting on a suspicious look. @@.you2;"Which shorts?"@@
<<endif>>\
He bites his lip and looks away. @@.marty;"Oh, I don't remember really... <i>maaaybe</i> it was, like, just some little jean shorts?"@@
<<if $alex eq "boi-special">>\
@@.you;"Ummhmm. The ones that are so small my butt practically hangs out of them? The ones that are so tight I can't even wear undies underneath?"@@
<<else>>\
@@.you2;"Ummhmm. The ones that are so small I'm practically being squeezed out of them? The ones that are so tight I can't even wear undies underneath?"@@
<<endif>>\
He snaps his fingers as if suddenly remembering. @@.marty;"Yeah, those are the ones! Good guess, babe."@@
You huff in feigned annoyance and stomp past him to go to the bedroom. He slaps your ass as you walk by, so you shoot him a narrow-eyed warning glance over your shoulder -- which just makes him grin even bigger.
[[Get changed for handy-work!|205 ShortyShorts]]You drive the scooter up Lina's long driveway and park it on the side of the roundabout at the end. Her butler, aways on point, opens the door for you as you hurry up the steps.
@@.you2;"Thank you, Thomas."@@
@@.nobody;"You're welcome, of course,"@@ he replies, giving you a warm smile.
You head up the stairs to Lina's bedroom, excited to see the outfit she has chosen for you.
@@.lina;"Oh, Alex!"@@ Lina says upon seeing you. She struts over and wraps her arms around you for a hug. @@.lina;"Congratulations on your promotion, dear. How wonderful!"@@
@@.you2;"Thank you,"@@ you say, hugging her back.
@@.lina;"Let's have a bath before dinner, shall we? I'll have some wine sent up."@@
@@.you2;"Yes please!"@@
Lina prepares a bath with an assortment of expensive ingredients. It's almost as if she were making a stew and not a bath at all. But you have to admit, the end result is fabulous because you always leave her baths with silky skin and renewed energy.
Once the bath is ready, Lina gets in and you slip in after her between her legs with your back to her. She enjoys caressing and massaging your back and shoulders while the two of you bathe and of course you certainly don't mind the attention.
After a nice chat and a glass of wine, the two of you get out and dry off. Lina takes your hand and guides you to back into the bedroom, a mischievous smirk on her face.
@@.lina;"What do you think?"@@ she asks, waving her hand towards the outfit laid out on her bed.
The outfit in question looks almost like attire a professional business woman would wear, although much smaller, skimpier, and... sluttier.
@@.you2;"Err..."@@
@@.lina;"You see,"@@ she says, picking up the dress, @@.lina;"I also have a promotion in mind for you, Alex: my confidant!"@@
@@.you2;"Confidant?"@@
@@.lina;"Yes! It's like an assistant or advisor, only much, <i>much</i> better."@@ Lina takes your shoulders in her hands and turns you to face her. @@.lina;"Alex, I am taken with you. Completely smitten! And I want to offer you this position in my business as a way of keeping you around -- and keeping you close."@@
@@.you2;"But I don't know a lot about your business."@@
@@.lina;"That's why you'll be my confidant! You'll learn everything you need to know."@@
You shoot her a suspicious look.
@@.you2;"And I guess this position means me providing more 'services' to your clients?"@@
@@.lina;"Why of course! You have an amazing natural talent for certain types of entertainment, Alex."@@ She smirks and raises an eyebrow. @@.lina;"And you seem to enjoy the 'services' as much as the clients, as I recall."@@
You bite your lip and feel yourself blush.
@@.you2;"I guess I don't mind it so much..."@@
She laughs and gives you a smooch.
@@.lina;"So, what do you say, sweetie? Won't you be my confidant?"@@
[[Accept the position (and assume the positions).|205 LinaConfidant]]
[[I'm not interested in performing 'services' anymore.|205 LinaStayIn]]You pull into Zander's driveway and park the scooter to the side. You head inside the house to find Zander in the living room playing a fighting game.
@@.zander;"Hey, babe,"@@ he says, shutting off the game and standing up. @@.zander;"Ready to hit the mall?"@@
@@.you2;"Sure am! I'll just change right quick."@@
@@.zander;"Eh, don't worry about that. I want to get you a new outfit for the club anyway."@@
@@.you2;"Oh, okay! That'd be great."@@
You get into Zander's truck and he drives you to the Northside mall, which is the biggest one in town and the one with the best food. He takes your hand and the two of you go inside. Zander heads right to <i>Coochie Hoochie</i>, a hot-and-happening fashion outlet.
You look through the expansive selection of attire and ask Zander's opinion one some options, but regardless of what skirt or shirt you show him, he always responds that you'd look hot in it. You shoot him a playful frown.
@@.you2;"You know I'm trying to get your real opinion on these clothes, right?"@@
@@.zander;"I know but babe, I can't help it. You make everything look hot!"@@
@@.you2;"Ugh, you are so useless,"@@ you tease him, giving him a light slap on the shoulder. @@.you2;"I might as well not even wear clothes, hmm?"@@
@@.zander;"Hey, I'm all for that!"@@
@@.you2;"Well, I happen to like dressing up. And I'm going to try on a couple outfits."@@
You select two club-going ensembles that you think will be flattering to your figure.
@@.zander;"Can I watch?"@@
@@.you2;"No boys in the dressing room, you goober."@@
[[Find a dressing room.|205 DressingRoom]]You pull into Jack's apartment complex and find an open motorcycle spot for the scooter near his building. You hustle up the stairs and walk into the apartment to see him in the kitchen meddling with his brewing machine.
You stop in your tracks. @@.you2;"Oh no..."@@
@@.jack;"Oh yes!"@@ he says, chuckling.
You slump your shoulders and groan. @@.you2;"Jaaack... tell me at least you cut down on the hops. You cut down on the hops, right? The last one you made tasted like koala poop."@@
@@.jack;"Alex, how do you know what koala poop tastes like?"@@
You huff and roll your eyes. @@.you2;"Because I've had your beer, that's how."@@
@@.jack;"This one's going to be much better. I promise!"@@
He walks over with a bottle of homebrew beer and holds it out to you.
You take it, shoot him a suspicious look, and then take a slurp. You try to keep a straight face but you just can't. Your nose scrunches up and you make a 'bleh!' sound with your tongue flopping out of your mouth.
@@.you2;"Oh jeez... oh jeez... it's so gross. Sooo gross."@@
@@.jack;"Dangit!"@@ He snaps his fingers and puts his hands on his hips. @@.jack;"What is it? Too much yeast? Not enough fermentation?"@@
@@.you2;"I don't know. It's just so... beery. Couldn't you put something like pineapple in there?"@@
He laughs and takes the bottle back from you. @@.jack;"You are such a girl."@@
@@.you2;"Sometimes,"@@ you say, shrugging. @@.you2;"Ugh, I can still taste it."@@
@@.jack;"Aha! Luckily, I have a backup."@@ He rushes back to the kitchen.
@@.you2;"Oh no. Please no. Are you trying to poison me?"@@
He twirls around with a grin and a glass of red wine held up in his hand.
@@.you2;"Oh yes please!"@@ You hurry over, take the proffered glass, and have a sip. @@.you2;"Ooh yes, now this is more like it! You should make wine instead of beer."@@
@@.jack;"I thought about it, but I don't have enough room for a vineyard on my apartment patio."@@
@@.you2;"Too bad."@@ You take an another sip of the wine and let out an appreciative sigh. @@.you2;"So, what are we doing for dinner?"@@
@@.jack;"I have nice light pasta all planned out."@@
@@.you2;"Great! I'll hit the shower and get changed."@@
You give him a smooch and head off for a shower. For an apartment, the bathroom is surprisingly roomy. On top of that, the water pressure is excellent and it warms up quickly. But you've hardly had time to enjoy it before there is an urgent knocking at the door.
[[Get out of the shower.|205 Showered]]You pull into your apartment complex and park the scooter in one of the motorcycle spots near your apartment. You head inside the house to find Brandon and Trish entangled on the couch watching an action flick.
@@.brandon;"Hey, Alex. How was work?"@@
<<if $alex eq "boi-special">>\
@@.you;"I got a promotion and Mister F gave me the scooter to use whenever I want."@@
<<else>>\
@@.you2;"I got a promotion and Mister F gave me the scooter to use whenever I want."@@
<<endif>>\
@@.trish;"That's great!"@@ Trish says.
@@.brandon;"Awesome! You totally deserve it, though. That place has really taken off thanks to you."@@
@@.trish;"For sure! Say, you wanna hang out or do you have work tonight?"@@
<<if $alex eq "boi-special">>\
@@.you;"Yeah, I'm going to go in for at least a couple hours."@@
<<else>>\
@@.you2;"Yeah, I'm going to go in for at least a couple hours."@@
<<endif>>\
@@.brandon;"Man, Alex, you're such a hard worker! I wish I had your motivation!"@@
Trish rolls her eyes. @@.trish;"You do have motivation, you just use it all trying to get your weiner in my butt."@@ To you, she says, @@.trish;"Just don't overdo it, okay? You're our bestest friend and we don't want to see you wearing yourself out."@@
<<if $alex eq "boi-special">>\
@@.you;"Thanks, Trish, but honestly I'm good. It's more fun than it is work!"@@
<<else>>\
@@.you2;"Thanks, Trish, but honestly I'm good. It's more fun than it is work!"@@
<<endif>>\
@@.trish;"Well, okay then. Have fun, Alex."@@
@@.brandon;"If you're back in a couple hours, Trish will make us some snacks and we'll watch another movie together, yeah?"@@
<<if $alex eq "boi-special">>\
@@.you;"Sure, that sounds great!"@@
<<else>>\
@@.you2;"Sure, that sounds great!"@@
<<endif>>\
You head to your room, pick up your gym bag, and wave to your friends before you head back down to the scooter. You strap the bag across your chest and putter out of the parking lot towards Southside.
[[Get to work!|205 StripClub]]Ella hums to herself and bobs her head along to the music on the radio as she drives the two of you to some kind of secret surprise location. You intended to shower and change before leaving her apartment, but she said it wasn't necessary and you're going to be getting sweaty anyway.
A few minutes later, Ella pulls the car into large parking lot and pulls into a spot outside of a big gymnasium.
<<if $alex eq "boi-special">>\
@@.you;"Uhh... we're going to work out?"@@
<<else>>\
@@.you2;"Uhh... we're going to work out?"@@
<<endif>>\
@@.ella;"Sooorta...?"@@ she answers, smirking.
The two of you get out and Ella takes your hand as you walk up to and inside the gym. Once inside, you see that it's more of a recreation center than a gym. Ella waves to the older gentleman behind the counter, who smiles and waves back. She tugs you along down one of the hallways and turns into open double-doors onto a basketball court.
<<if $alex eq "boi-special">>\
@@.you;"We're playing basketball?"@@
<<else>>\
@@.you2;"We're playing basketball?"@@
<<endif>>\
@@.ella;"<i>I'm</i> playing basketball with my team,"@@ she clarifies. @@.ella;"<i>You're</i> doing something else."@@
She guides you to a door near the bleachers at the side of the court and pulls you inside. She flicks on the light and shuts the door. The two of you are alone in the room, which is some sort of sports storage closet.
<<if $alex eq "boi-special">>\
@@.you;"Okay...?"@@
<<else>>\
@@.you2;"Okay...?"@@
<<endif>>\
Ella giggles. You can tell that she's so excited she can barely contain herself. Then she grabs some folded garments from a nearby shelf and thrusts them out to you while very cutely biting her lip.
<<if $alex eq "boi-special">>\
@@.you;"What's this?"@@ You take the clothes from her and unfold them in your arms. @@.you;"Ella... is this... this is a cheerleading uniform!"@@
<<else>>\
@@.you2;"What's this?"@@ You take the clothes from her and unfold them in your arms. @@.you2;"Ella... is this... this is a cheerleading uniform!"@@
<<endif>>\
@@.ella;"Surprise!"@@ she squeals, clapping her hands. @@.ella;"You're going to be our team's cheerleader!"@@
<<if $alex eq "boi-special">>\
@@.you;"But I don't know how to be a cheerleader."@@
<<else>>\
@@.you2;"But I don't know how to be a cheerleader."@@
<<endif>>\
@@.ella;"Aww! All you have to do is bounce around and shake your pom-poms. And your booty!"@@
[[Guess I'm cheerleading tonight!|206 Cheerleading]]
[[No, this is a little too silly for me.|206 NoCheer]]
<<if $alex eq "boi-special">>\
<<set $alex to "cheerboi">>\
@@.you;"Shake my booty, hmm?"@@
<<else>>\
<<set $alex to "cheergirl">>\
@@.you2;"Shake my booty, hmm?"@@
<<endif>>\
You can't help but laugh. You hold up the uniform to get a good look at it.
<<if $alex eq "cheerboi">>\
@@.you;"It looks a little small for me..."@@
<<else>>\
@@.you2;"It looks a little small for me..."@@
<<endif>>\
@@.ella;"Nope! It's perfect. I promise."@@
You sigh, shake your head, and give her a playfully irritated look.
<<if $alex eq "cheerboi">>\
@@.you;"I swear... the things I do for you, girl."@@
<<else>>\
@@.you2;"I swear... the things I do for you, girl."@@
<<endif>>\
@@.ella;"And I appreciate every one of them!"@@ She leans in to give you a long, passionate kiss. @@.ella;"Now get dressed, silly! The game's starting soon. And I have to get ready."@@
Ella hurries out of the room, closing the door behind her to leave you alone to get changed.
Along with the halter top and skirt, you discover that Ella has included a pair of pom-poms, lacy red panties, sparkly pinkish lip gloss, two hair ties, and pink nail polish with 'Superfast Dry Technology'. It seems she really wants you to go all out for your role as cheerleader.
What she didn't include was any sort of footwear, and your uniform shoes definitely don't match this getup. You decide that going barefoot is better than being a clashing fashion disaster on your first day of trying to raise team spirits!
Thankfully, there's a large mirror on the back of the door for you to use in getting ready. You find that the nail polish dries almost as quickly as you can apply it -- they really weren't kidding about the whole 'Superfast' thing. The lip gloss tastes like bubblegum. At first you try to put your hair into pigtails using the hair ties, but it's hard to keep them from getting lopsided or different lengths. Finally you give up and instead just pull your hair into two messy buns and bind them up with the ties. It doesn't look too bad!
<<if $alex eq "cheerboi">>\
The halter top is actually quite loose because you don't have boobs to fill it out, but it still fits okay. Thankfully, the lacy panties have enough room for your junk. They also hug your bottom rather comfortably! The skirt slides right up and sits snugly on your hips as if it were made for you.
<<else>>\
The halter top barely contains your boobs, but you guess that's the point. The lacy panties hug your bottom, soft and comfy. The skirt slides right up and sits snugly on your hips as if it were made for you.
<<endif>>\
<<if $alex eq "cheerboi">>\
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<<else>>\
<center><img src="DZFAP/fap-alex-girl-cheerleader.png" class="port" style="max-width:49%;margin-right:1%;"><img src="DZFAP/fap2-alex-girl-cheerleader.png" class="port" style="max-width:49%"></center>\
<<endif>>\
After turning around in the mirror a few times -- whew, is this skirt short! -- you pick up your pom-poms and exit the room.
The two teams are already on the basketball court warming up. You see Ella dressed in a jersey, baggy shorts, and a pair of high-tops. Her hair has been pulled back into a ponytail and she has on her game face.
You approach the side of the court, your bare feet making slappy sounds on the polished wooden floor, and look around to see if there are other cheerleaders. But of course, there are none. Either Ella is trying to start a new tradition for her basketball team or you being the only one cheering is part of the kink. Knowing her, it's definitely the latter of the two.
One of the gals on the other team comes to a stumbling stop when she spots you. She stares at you, smiling and eyes wide-open, and then gives a whistle of appreciation.
@@.nobody;"No fair!"@@ she says, turning to the others and putting her hands on her hips. @@.nobody;"How come you guys get a cheerleader cutie and we don't?"@@
@@.ella;"Because I brought my own from home,"@@ Ella responds, winking at her. She wiggles her eyebrows at you. @@.ella;"Come on, baby, give us a cheer!"@@
You feel your cheeks flush with warmth as everyone from both teams looks your way. You bring up your pom-poms to waist level and give them a little swish.
<<if $alex eq "cheerboi">>\
@@.you;"Ra ra,"@@ you say, shimmying your hips a bit. @@.you;"Go team... go...?"@@
<<else>>\
@@.you2;"Ra ra,"@@ you say, shimmying your hips a bit. @@.you2;"Go team... go...?"@@
<<endif>>\
@@.nobody;"Oh my gawd that's adorable!"@@ one girl squeals.
<<if $alex eq "cheerboi">>\
@@.nobody;"He. Is. The. CUTEST!"@@ another one screams, clapping her hands.
<<else>>\
@@.nobody;"She. Is. The. CUTEST!"@@ another one screams, clapping her hands.
<<endif>>\
Ella walks over to you and leans in for a smooch.
@@.ella;"My distraction plan is working perfectly,"@@ she whispers, giggling. @@.ella;"We're going to win for sure!"@@
<<if $alex eq "cheerboi">>\
@@.you;"But, Ella... <i>both teams</i> are distracted."@@
<<else>>\
@@.you2;"But, Ella... <i>both teams</i> are distracted."@@
<<endif>>\
Ella's eyes go wide.
@@.ella;"Oh no... a fatal flaw."@@ She huffs. @@.ella;"I forgot to account for just how insanely delicious you would look in that outfit!"@@
<<if $alex eq "cheerboi">>\
@@.you;"Sorry,"@@ you tell her. @@.you;"I'm just so ridiculously dishy that I can't help it."@@
<<else>>\
@@.you2;"Sorry,"@@ you tell her. @@.you2;"I'm just so ridiculously dishy that I can't help it."@@
<<endif>>\
@@.ella;"Well, I guess we'll have to win with skill."@@
<<if $alex eq "cheerboi">>\
@@.you;"How awful!"@@
<<else>>\
@@.you2;"How awful!"@@
<<endif>>\
@@.ella;"I know."@@ Ella gives your bottom a squeeze. @@.ella;"Cheer for us, baby. Give us the strength we need to succeed!"@@
She kisses you, smiles, and then jogs back into the court.
@@.ella;"Let's go girls! Game on!"@@
Now it seems all you have to decide is just how you want to perform in your new position.
[[Keep it simple, keep it sexy.|207 CheerSexy]]
[[Cheer with everything I've got!|207 CheerSpirited]]You never done any cheerleading before, so you decide to ease into the role. Besides, the girls seem to like cutesy and shy.
The game starts and Ella's team gets the ball. You hurry down the side of the court following the team as they make a drive for the basket. Your bare feet pitter-patter on the polished wood and your skirt flaps behind you as if it were a cape for your bum.
Ella's team makes the basket. You raise your pom-poms to shoulder level and swish them back and forth while swaying your hips side-to-side in a shimmy.
<<if $alex eq "cheerboi">>\
@@.you;"Good job, team!"@@
<<else>>\
@@.you2;"Good job, team!"@@
<<endif>>\
It's clear from all the grins and stares that your dance performance is appreciated.
The opposing team gets the ball. You strut along the sidelines as they make their way toward the other basket. Once there, you turn around and lean over to push your bum out. You swing your panty-covered bottom back and forth while looking over your shoulder with a pout and shaking your pom-poms.
<<if $alex eq "cheerboi">>\
@@.you;"The other team can kiss my butt!"@@ you say, bobbling your ass at them.
<<else>>\
@@.you2;"The other team can kiss my butt!"@@ you say, bobbling your ass at them.
<<endif>>\
Unfortunately, even with such an obviously effective distraction, the other team makes a basket. Then it's back down the court again. Ella gets the ball and dribbles around two defenders. She springs upwards and launches the ball... swish for three points!
<<if $alex eq "cheerboi">>\
@@.you;"Gooo Ella!"@@
<<else>>\
@@.you2;"Gooo Ella!"@@
<<endif>>\
You dance in a circle with plenty of hip sway while pumping your pom-poms like pistons. The sexual innuendo is not lost on the girls.
In the end, Ella's team wins by five points! You're a bit sweaty and out of breath but so is everyone else. The girls high-five each other on the court and tell each other it was a fun game. Ella pulls you onto the court to join them and you get a lot of high-fives from both teams too. And you get plenty of playful pats on the bum, with the girls telling you 'Good game!' as well.
Then Ella takes your hand and hurriedly pulls you towards the storage closet where you'd changed earlier.
<<if $alex eq "cheerboi">>\
@@.you;"Wait, my pom-poms!"@@ you say.
<<else>>\
@@.you2;"Wait, my pom-poms!"@@ you say.
<<endif>>\
@@.ella;"We'll get them later,"@@ she reponds, her voice sounding urgent.
[[Head into the storage closet.|208 ClosetFun]]Since you're the only cheerleader there, you decide to go all in with it. Your team needs you help!
The game starts and Ella's team gets the ball. You run down the side of the court following the team as they make a drive for the basket. Your bare feet pitter-patter on the polished wood and your skirt flaps behind you as if it were a cape for your bum.
<<if $alex eq "cheerboi">>\
@@.you;"Go go go!"@@ you shout, shaking your pom-poms. @@.you;"Score some balls!"@@
<<else>>\
@@.you2;"Go go go!"@@ you shout, shaking your pom-poms. @@.you2;"Score some balls!"@@
<<endif>>\
A lot of the girls laugh and Ella glances over at you with a big grin on her face. The team makes the basket and then the opposing team gets the ball. You hustle along the sidelines as they make their way toward the other basket.
<<if $alex eq "cheerboi">>\
@@.you;"Ra-ra-ree, kick 'em in the knee! Ra-ra-rass, kick 'em in the other knee!"@@
<<else>>\
@@.you2;"Ra-ra-ree, kick 'em in the knee! Ra-ra-rass, kick 'em in the other knee!"@@
<<endif>>\
Unfortunately, even with your team-spirit bolstering chants, the other team makes a basket. Then it's back down the court again. Ella gets the ball and dribbles around two defenders. She springs upwards and launches the ball... swish for three points!
<<if $alex eq "cheerboi">>\
@@.you;"Yaaay Ella!"@@
<<else>>\
@@.you2;"Yaaay Ella!"@@
<<endif>>\
You flourish your pom-poms high over your head and bounce from side to side while cheering her on.
In the end, Ella's team wins by five points! You're a bit sweaty and out of breath but so is everyone else. The girls high-five each other on the court and tell each other it was a fun game. Ella pulls you onto the court to join them and you get a lot of high-fives from both teams too. And you get plenty of playful pats on the bum, with the girls telling you 'Good game!' as well.
Then Ella takes your hand and hurriedly pulls you towards the storage closet where you'd changed earlier.
<<if $alex eq "cheerboi">>\
@@.you;"Wait, my pom-poms!"@@ you say.
<<else>>\
@@.you2;"Wait, my pom-poms!"@@ you say.
<<endif>>\
@@.ella;"We'll get them later,"@@ she reponds, her voice sounding urgent.
[[Head into the storage closet.|208 ClosetFun]]Once inside the closet, Ella immediately tackles you onto some gym mats. She starts feverishing kissing your jaw and neck and collarbone.
<<if $alex eq "cheerboi">>\
@@.you;"Whoa, Ella!"@@
<<else>>\
@@.you2;"Whoa, Ella!"@@
<<endif>>\
@@.ella;"I can't take it,"@@ she whispers between kisses. @@.ella;"You are just so adorable I have to eat you all up!"@@
She smooches down your stomach, flips up your skirt, and yanks down your panties. She pulls them off your feet and tosses them aside then starts kissing back up your legs.
<<if $alex eq "cheerboi">>\
Her hot mouth envelopes your quickly hardening cock and she starts sucking as if she were starving for your cum.
<<else>>\
Her hot mouth presses against your quickly wetting pussy and she starts licking as if she had been thirsty for days.
<<endif>>\
<center><img src="DZFAP/oooh.png"></center>\
You squirm underneath her, already feeling overwhelmed. You're not going to last long at this rate! Ella gazes up at you while working her tongue <<if $alex eq "cheerboi">>over your cockhead<<else>>against your clit<<endif>>.
<<if $alex eq "cheerboi">>\
@@.you;"Oh... oh... don't... don't look at me like that!"@@ you protest. @@.you;"You're gonna make me... oooh... unf..."@@
@@.ella;"Squirt in your skirt?"@@ she asks, giggling. @@.ella;"Don't worry, I'll swallow every drop!"@@
<<else>>\
@@.you2;"Oh... oh... don't... don't look at me like that!"@@ you protest. @@.you2;"You're gonna make me... oooh... unf..."@@
@@.ella;"Squirt in your skirt?"@@ she asks, giggling. @@.ella;"That's right, gush for me, baby!"@@
<<endif>>\
Your drop your head back and squeeze your eyes shut when Ella resumes her work with even more vigor. She obviously determined to make this one of your quickest orgasms.
<center><img src="DZFAP/oooh.png"></center>\
Suddenly, you're cumming. You didn't even feel it approaching, it just hits you like a truck. You squirm and mewl as Ella <<if $alex eq "cheerboi">>drains the spunk from your balls right down her throat<<else>>continues to lick and kiss your most sensitive bits<<endif>>. Your whole body spasms once, twice, and then goes limp. Your arms flop to your sides and your tongue lolls out of your mouth as you fight to catch your breath.
Ella leaves a trail of kisses up your stomach and neck as she moves to snuggle against you.
@@.ella;"You were such a good cheerleader, you deserved a reward,"@@ she says. @@.ella;"Plus seeing all the other girls want you so bad made me so damn horny!"@@
<<if $alex eq "cheerboi">>\
@@.you;"Oh..."@@
<<else>>\
@@.you2;"Oh..."@@
<<endif>>\
@@.ella;"So, looks like you're part of the team now!"@@
<<if $alex eq "cheerboi">>\
@@.you;"Wait, you mean...?"@@
<<else>>\
@@.you2;"Wait, you mean...?"@@
<<endif>>\
@@.ella;"Yep. You're officially our cheerleader."@@ She smooches your cheek. @@.ella;"And just so you know, our next game is an official away game. You're going to have to cheer extra hard because the bleachers will be full of fans for the other team!"@@
<<if $alex eq "cheerboi">>\
@@.you;"Oh, jeez..."@@
<<else>>\
@@.you2;"Oh, jeez..."@@
<<endif>>\
<center>''Ending B9: Ella's Team Cheerleader''</center>\Paul buys a couple sodas, a bucket of popcorn, and an actual hotdog for you. He pays the extra couple bucks for the premium all-beef organic hotdog, joking that you get enough lips and assholes in your diet already.
@@.you;"Oh you're just full of jokes tonight,"@@ you say, sticking your tongue out at him.
Thankfully, the theater is mostly empty, so you and Paul get some good middle-row seats. You finish your hotdog during the previews and settle in with your head against Paul's shoulder as the opening credits start while slurping your soda.
It's supposed to be an action movie but it starts off awfully slow. There's a lot of talking going on and the plot is just way too ridiculous.
@@.paul;"When's the fighting and shooting start?"@@
@@.you;"The trailer looked so good! I was really looking forward to some action."@@
@@.paul;"Me too,"@@ Paul says, glancing over at you with a smirk.
You bite your lip and consider adding some excitement of your own.
[[Looks like my big bear is getting a movie blowie!|206 PaulSuck]]
[[I'll replace that popcorn in his lap with my bum!|206 PaulSit]]
[[Hmm, I'm not really feeling it right now...|206 NotNow]]You reach over to grab the bucket of popcorn and set it on the empty seat beside you. Thankfully the divider between the seats folds up. You lean over into his lap and start unfastening his jeans. Paul sighs happily and reclines in his seat with one arm over you, his hand gently rubbing your back.
Paul's meaty dick is already at half-mast. You give it a couple playful strokes and then lean all the way over to suck it into your mouth. He grunts as you bury your face into his lap.
You try to keep the slurping down to a minimum so that you don't bother the other movie-goers, but even though you've had plenty of practice at this, it's hard not to gag a little on Paul's monster member. His rumbly groans of appreciation aren't helping, either.
Fortunately, the movie's tempo picks up. After a short kung-fu fight, the villain jumps into his car and the good guy gets into another car to chase him. The squealing tires and revving engines help cover up the telltale sounds of sloppy oral sex, so you take the opportunity to speed up the pace.
@@.paul;"Oh fuck..."@@ Paul moans. He gently runs his fingers through your hair.
You lift your head up. @@.you;"It's getting good, hmm?"@@ you tease.
@@.paul;"Really good,"@@ he says with a chuckle. @@.paul;"I hope it doesn't stop..."@@
You lick your tongue around his cockhead and give it a kiss.
@@.you;"Mmmhmm... I think it has to get to the climax, first."@@
With that, you sink your head into his lap again and start bobbing up and down, sliding his twitchy cock across your tongue and into your throat. It doesn't take long before Paul's breath starts getting low and labored. His legs twitch underneath you. He gives you two soft pats on your head: his sign to let you know he's close.
You take a deep breath into your nose and then bury Paul's cock as far as you can get it into your throat. You start swallowing over and over again, even as drool pours from your lips. Your body trembles as you fight off your gag reflex in order to keep swallowing.
Paul groans and gently bucks his hips. You feel a warmth spill down your throat and into your belly. You gulp down two more spurts before you have to pull your mouth away to gasp in a cum-laden breath.
It takes a few minutes for you and Paul to settle down. He strokes your hair as you rest against him. A little more spooge has dribble from his softening cock, so you nip down to lick that mess up before tucking him away in his jeans and fastening them up.
Paul urges you to face him and gives you a passionate kiss, careless that your mouth and lips are slimy with his spunk. You cozy up against his chest and he curls his arm around you to hold you in place.
@@.paul;"Going to have a nap?"@@ he asks.
@@.you;"Yeah... I think I ate too much."@@
He chuckles softly and his thumb starts caressing your shoulder.
The next thing you know, you're being carried out of the theater. Paul has one burly arm under your knees and another around your back to support you. You put your arms around his neck and he kisses the top of your head.
<center>''Ending B3: Papa Bear's Boi''</center>\You reach over to grab the bucket of popcorn and set it on the empty seat beside you. Then you shift over so that you can sit in his lap. Paul's arms circle your hips and his hands gently kneed your thighs as you slowly start to grind in his lap.
@@.paul;"You're so naughty,"@@ he whispers. He kisses you on the back.
@@.you;"You don't know the half of it,"@@ you say. You dig into your pocket and reach back to hand him the small plastic bottle you had brought with you.
He chuckles. @@.paul;"You <i>are</i> naughty!"@@
You slide forward a little so that he can unfasten his jeans and lube up. You take the time to unbutton your shorts and shove them and your underwear down to your ankles.
@@.you;"Ready?"@@ you ask, wiggling your naked bum in his lap.
@@.paul;"Hell yeah I am."@@
You bring your ass up as you slide back. Paul grabs your waist with one hand and directs his cockhead at your puckered starfish with the other. You feel his prick nudging against your opening, so you take a breath to relax and then push yourself back onto it. With a little wriggling, the spaded tip slips inside.
@@.you;"Ooh!"@@ You'll never get used to this feeling!
Gently, you push back to ease his thick dick into your spasming butthole. Paul guides you with his hands on your waist until you're sitting snugly in his lap. You take a moment to relax into the feeling.
Paul strokes his fingers over your thighs, hips, and stomach. @@.paul;"You know, if I were taking your temperature with this thing, I'd say you're running a fever."@@
@@.you;"Oh no,"@@ you say, nudging your cock-filled ass back against him, @@.you;"is there anything you can do to help? Maybe some sort of <i>injection?</i>"@@
@@.paul;"As a matter of fact, yes. But you'll have to work for it."@@
@@.you;"I can do that."@@
You lie back against him and start grinding your hips again. Paul places his lubed hand between your legs to stroke your erection while his other hand slides up your shirt to pinch and play with your nipples.
Fortunately, the movie's tempo picks up. After a short kung-fu fight, the villain jumps into his car and the good guy gets into another car to chase him. The squealing tires and revving engines help cover up the telltale sounds of sex, so you take the opportunity to speed up the pace.
@@.paul;"Oh fuck..."@@ Paul moans, tweaking your nipple.
@@.you;"It's getting good, hmm?"@@ you tease.
@@.paul;"It's always good with you."@@
@@.you;"You're so sappy. It's a good thing you're a total stud."@@
The two of you lock mouths into a feverish, tongue-lashing kiss. He wraps his arm over your chest and holds you against him as he bucks his hips, thrusting his cock into your bowels. You moan into his mouth as he fucks you and strokes you. Before you know it, you cum into his hand, shuddering with orgasm. The ecstacy rides on as he drives his prick into you again and again. He locks against you and groans. You feel a warmth deep inside you as he unloads his seed.
It takes a few minutes for you and Paul to settle down. You take his hand and lick your spunk from his fingers. The strawberry-flavored lube makes it easy to gulp down.
@@.paul;"You're amazing,"@@ he whispers as you suckle one of his thick fingers. He nips his teeth gently on your ear.
You giggle and shrug, a little embarrassed at the way he always so genuinely compliments you.
You carefully slide off him, clench your butthole tight, and pull up your underwear and shorts.
@@.you;"I have to go to the little boy's room,"@@ you tell him, giving him a smooch on the cheek. @@.you;"Be right back."@@
After you waddle to the restroom, relieve yourself on the toilet, and wash up, you head back into the theater to find Paul sprawled out, looking lazy and relaxed. You sit down beside him and snuggle against his warm, broad chest. He curls his arm around you to hold you in place.
@@.paul;"Going to have a nap?"@@ he asks.
@@.you;"I think your injection worked. My fever is all gone and now I'm just sleepy."@@
He chuckles softly and his thumb starts caressing your shoulder.
The next thing you know, you're being carried out of the theater. Paul has one burly arm under your knees and another around your back to support you. You put your arms around his neck and he kisses the top of your head.
<center>''Ending B3: Papa Bear's Boi''</center>\@@.you;"Let's play later,"@@ you tell him. @@.you;"I kind of just want to snuggle right now..."@@
Paul smiles and draws his arm around you. Thankfully the divider between the seats folds up, so you can cozy up to him and rest your head on his warm, broad chest. He curls his arm around you to hold you in place.
The next thing you know, you're being carried out of the theater. Paul has one burly arm under your knees and another around your back to support you. You put your arms around his neck and he kisses the top of your head.
<center>''Ending B3: Papa Bear's Boi''</center>\You look at the uniform again and shake your head.
<<if $alex eq "boi-special">>\
@@.you;"I can't, Ella. It's a bit much, don't you think?"@@
<<else>>\
@@.you2;"I can't, Ella. It's a bit much, don't you think?"@@
<<endif>>\
She frowns but then sighs and nods.
@@.ella;"You're right, Alex. I'm sorry. I really should have asked instead of springing this on you."@@ She takes the uniform and tosses it aside. @@.ella;"Let's not worry about that whole silly idea! But you'll still cheer for me, right?"@@
@@.you;"Of course I will!"@@
Ella jumps forward to give you a big hug. She then opens the door and guides you back out to the court.
@@.ella;"Have a seat on the bleachers, okay? I have to change, the game's starting soon!"@@
You nod and take a seat. Ella rushes off to the locker room entrance on the other side of the court.
A few minutes later, members from both teams start coming out of the locker room. They warm up by dibbling and throwing some hoops. Ella waves to you with a big grin when she comes out of the locker room. She's dressed in a jersey, baggy shorts, and a pair of high-tops. Her hair has been pulled back into a ponytail. After blowing you a kiss, she puts on her serious game face.
The game starts and Ella's team gets the ball. They drive down the court and make the basket. The opposing team gets the ball and, after a little trouble mid-court, they break through and make a basket as well. Ella gets the ball and dribbles around two defenders. She springs upwards and launches the ball... swish for three points!
<<if $alex eq "boi-special">>\
@@.you;"Go, Ella!"@@ you shout, clapping for her.
<<else>>\
@@.you2;"Go, Ella!"@@ you shout, clapping for her.
<<endif>>\
She gives you a thumbs-up and goes back on defense.
In the end, Ella's team wins by five points! The girls high-five each other on the court and tell each other it was a fun game. After they're all done congratulating one another on a good game, Ella jogs over to you and you jump up to give her a hug.
<<if $alex eq "boi-special">>\
@@.you;"You were amazing!"@@ you tell her.
<<else>>\
@@.you2;"You were amazing!"@@ you tell her.
<<endif>>\
@@.ella;"Thank you!"@@ she says, and gives you a kiss. @@.ella;"Come on, let's go home and get in the shower!"@@
<<if $alex eq "boi-special">>\
@@.you;"Oh, I am going to wash you so good. You don't even know."@@
<<else>>\
@@.you2;"Oh, I am going to wash you so good. You don't even know."@@
<<endif>>\
@@.ella;"And maybe a foot massage?"@@ she asks, raising an eyebrow.
<<if $alex eq "boi-special">>\
@@.you;"How about an <i>everywhere</i> massage?"@@
<<else>>\
@@.you2;"How about an <i>everywhere</i> massage?"@@
<<endif>>\
@@.ella;"Yes, please!"@@ she squeals, clapping her hands.
You take her hand in yours and the two of you head for her car.
<center>''Ending B9b: Ella's Cheerleader (and Masseuse)''</center>\<<set $alex to "towel">>\
You crank off the shower and step out to tuck a towel around yourself.
<center><img src="DZFAP/fap-alex-girl-towel.png" class="port" style="max-width:49%;margin-right:1%;"><img src="DZFAP/fap2-alex-girl-towel.png" class="port" style="max-width:49%"></center>\
You open the door to find Jack standing there with a worried look on his face.
@@.you2;"What is it?"@@
@@.jack;"It's kind of an emergency,"@@ Jack says. @@.jack;"You know Jeremy's Battle of Duty tournament is tonight, right? Well, one of his teammates got grounded. They're a man down and they've already lost the first round because of it. He called me to see if you could help."@@
@@.you2;"Oh! Well, yes, of course I'll help."@@
@@.jack;"Great!"@@ Jack holds out a console controller for you. @@.jack;"Round two just started."@@
@@.you2;"Oh jeez!"@@
You take the controller from him and rush to the living room. On the television, you see that Jeremy's team is already two points down and it's not looking good. You grab the headset, click on the mic, and lie down on your stomach in front of the television to get comfortable. Then you punch the button to drop into the game.
@@.you2;"I'm here!"@@
@@.nobody;"Alex!"@@ you hear Jeremy's voice on the headset. @@.nobody;"Guys, this is Alex, she's going to take Rodney's spot."@@
@@.nobody;"We need defense on station three!"@@ a nasally voice shrieks over the headset.
@@.you2;"I'm on it! I'll go grenadier."@@
@@.nobody;"Grenadier?!"@@ the nasally voice whines.
@@.nobody;"Chill out! Alex knows what she's doing,"@@ Jeremy says.
After selecting the grenadier, you rush station three and quickly clear it out with your precision grenade projection. You raise the flag for your team and then run a loop through the warehouse to flank any intruders. The tactic pays off with two more kills.
@@.nobody;"Way to go, Alex!"@@
@@.nobody;"Yeah! She's awesome!"@@
@@.you2;"Calling bombs on station one!"@@ you warn. @@.you2;"Everyone clear!"@@
Shouts of 'Clear!' sound over the headset and you tap the button to call in the strike. Three more kills scroll up on the screen.
@@.jack;"You're so damn hot when you get into it,"@@ Jack says beside you, smiling. @@.jack;"Like some sort of super sexy commando chick."@@ He places a fresh glass of wine and a small plate of cheese and crackers on a tray next to you.
@@.you2;"Ooh!"@@
You pop a cube of cheese into your mouth and take a sip of wine while you wait for a respawn. Jack sits on the other side of you to watch you play. He puts his hand on your back and gently caresses you.
You click mute on the mic and narrow your eyes at him.
@@.you2;"Hey, no distractions during a tournament,"@@ you warn him as his hand moves toward your bum.
@@.jack;"It's no fair to the other team if I don't distract you at least a little bit,"@@ he explains. @@.jack;"You're just too good, babe."@@
@@.you2;"That's true I guess,"@@ you admit as you blow up another competitor.
Jack tugs on your towel and you give him a sideways glance.
@@.jack;"I should hang this up to dry,"@@ he says.
You know if he gets the towel off you he's definitely going to try something.
[[Let him tug the towel off anyway...|206 Playtime]]
[[No, he needs to behave while I play.|206 JustGame]]You roll your eyes but let him pull the towel off you, leaving you lying naked on the carpet. Then you blast another dude trying to capture the station you're defending.
You click back on the mic. @@.you2;"There's a rush on station three,"@@ you inform your teammates.
Instead of hanging up the towel, Jack just throws it up onto the couch. He scoots out of view behind you and you feel his hands squeeze your butt.
@@.you2;"What're you doing back there?"@@
@@.nobody;"Who? Back where?"@@ Jeremy's voice asks.
@@.you2;"Sorry. Nevermind,"@@ you say into the mic.
Jack continues to play with your bottom. You chance a glance over your shoulder but it almost gets you killed. You decide to ignore him -- until you feel him spread your cheeks and slather your pink starfish with his tongue.
@@.you2;"Oooh!"@@
@@.nobody;"What happened?"@@
@@.you2;"Nothing! Nothing. Station three, guys!"@@
You try to wriggle away from him but he's got a good grip on your butt. He chuckles and urges your thighs apart. You try to resist but it just feels too damn good. You spread your legs open to allow him better access.
He takes prompt advantage by burying his face in your ass and proceeding to passionately tongue your asshole.
@@.you2;"Oof! Unf! Ugh... dammit."@@
@@.nobody;"What's going on?"@@
@@.you2;"Nothing. Sorry. Station three, you guys coming?"@@
Jack's feverish licking is becoming too much to bear. You duck your character behind a crate, close your eyes, and drop your head to take a deep, relaxing breath. That's when you hear your grenadier get exploded.
@@.you2;"Dangit!"@@ you say, looking back to the screen.
The enemy is swarming station three. They swiftly capture it. Jack's fingers tease the quickly wetting folds of your pussy while he continues to eat your ass. You punch back into the game and try to concentrate so that you can take back the station.
By now you're breathing heavy and Jack's got two fingers inside you. Your toes curl as he works them in and out of you but you keep your focus on the game. You're playing pretty sloppy and wasting ammo, but you get two kills on route to the station.
@@.you2;"Breaching... breaching... unf... station three..."@@
Jack chuckles as he continues to breach your now soaking wet cunt with his pumping fingers. You hear his pants unzip and the unmistakable sound of a condom wrapper being ripped open. He grabs your hips and lifts them to slip a throw pillow beneath you. Then he straddles you and pushes your legs apart with his knees. He takes hold of your hips and you find yourself raising your ass, more than ready for a good fuck.
@@.you2;"Ooooh..."@@ you moan as Jack slides his rock-hard erection into your pussy.
@@.nobody;"Are you all right, Alex?"@@
@@.you2;"Yes... yes... sorry. Just... excited..."@@
Thankfully Jack keeps himself busy by kissing your neck and shoulders while you recapture the station with a few well-placed grenade blasts. But as soon as the flag goes up, he starts pumping his cock in and out of you. You bite your lip to keep from moaning into the mic again.
@@.you2;"Inbound... to station... two... now..."@@ you say, fighting to control your voice. You take a moment to grab your wine glass and take a huge gulp to steady yourself before pushing towards station two.
Jack speeds up his thrusting. He leans over you and takes your breast in his hand to knead it and squeeze and flick your nipple.
@@.jack;"Is this throwing you off your game?"@@ he whispers hotly in your ear. He teases your earlobe with his teeth.
@@.you2;"No,"@@ you whimper. @@.you2;"Station two, guys. I'm... I'm nearly there..."@@
@@.jack;"Already?"@@ Jack asks, chuckling.
You nudge him back with your shoulder and crate-jump to get a good angle for attack on station two. Dropping grenades from above, you're able easily dispatch the defenders. You drop down to raise your flag.
Jack shifts back, hooks his hands over your thighs, and starts slapping his hips into your ass. His prick plunges in and out of you, causing your whole body to wriggle and writhe.
@@.you2;"Oh no!"@@ you squeal as he pounds an orgasm into you. @@.you2;"Get it! Get it! Get it!"@@ you cry out. You let out a long, low groan as your pussy spasms around his thrusting cock. Bursts of pure pleasure fire off in your groin, shoot through your body, and tingle across your tongue and nipples.
@@.nobody;"Alex?"@@
@@.nobody;"What's going on?"@@
@@.nobody;"What are we supposed to be getting?!"@@
Jack locks his hips to your ass and grunts repeatedly. You flop down with your face on the carpet, careless of the controller falling out of your grip. You clamp your eyes shut as the afterwaves of several delicious orgasms wash over you.
A few moments later, Jack laughs and gives your butt a playful slap before withdrawing. After another minute of heavy breathing, you prop yourself up and look at the screen. Your grenadier is dead and the round is over -- but your team won!
@@.nobody;"Way to go Alex!"@@
@@.nobody;"Haha! That was great!"@@
@@.nobody;"They had no idea what to do with you running around shooting grenades everywhere!"@@
You laugh. You actually defended the station and won the round while being absolutely delirious in orgasms.
@@.nobody;"She really likes this game. I can tell."@@
@@.nobody;"Okay, round three coming up! Everyone take five minutes."@@
@@.you2;"Aww crap! Round three."@@
Jack chuckles and gives your bum another light spank.
@@.jack;"I'll grab another condom from the bedroom."@@
@@.you2;"Aww crap..."@@
<center>''Ending B5: Jack's Gamer Girl''</center>\You slap Jack's hand away and waggle your finger at him.
He chuckles. @@.jack;"Oh, all right. Can't blame a guy for trying."@@ He stands up and shoots you a wink. @@.jack;"I'll start dinner for my badass super-soldier girlfriend."@@
As you play, you soon realize these guys are no match for you. Your perfectly-placed grenades are too much for them to handle. The round ends with you having more total kills than the rest of both teams combined. Surprisingly, in the spirit of the game, Jeremy offers to call the last round a draw because his team obviously brought in a ringer. The other side agrees and they schedule a rematch.
You thank everyone for a fun time and then log off to get dressed. You throw on a pair of shorts and a t-shirt and head to the kitchen.
@@.jack;"How'd it go?"@@ Jack asks.
@@.you2;"You were right, I'm just too good!"@@
@@.jack;"Don't I know it,"@@ he says, chuckling.
<center>''Ending B5b: Jack's Gamer Girl''</center>\<<set $alex to "confidant">>\
@@.you2;"Okay, fine,"@@ you say with a sarcastic huff, @@.you2;"I'll be your confidant."@@
@@.lina;"Wonderful!"@@
Lina wraps you in a hug which, since you're both still naked from the bath, results in a pleasant smushing of bare boobies. Neither of you are in a rush to break the hug, but eventually she does. She takes your face in her hands and kisses you.
@@.lina;"Now get dressed, darling. We must be off soon!"@@
Lina hurries to her walk-in closet to get ready. You pick up one of the lacy-topped stockings and sigh. This should be interesting!
Once dressed, you apply the makeup that Lina left out for you and then look over yourself in the full-body mirror near the closet.
<center><img src="DZFAP/fap-alex-girl-confidant.png" class="port" style="max-width:49%;margin-right:1%;"><img src="DZFAP/fap2-alex-girl-confidant.png" class="port" style="max-width:49%"></center>\
@@.you2;"Whoa... I look like a slutty secretary!"@@
Lina emerges from the closet in less revealing but still very sexy businesswoman attire.
@@.lina;"My goodness, Alex, you look absolutely smashing!"@@
Your cheeks feel hot as you blush at her compliment. She takes her arm in hers and leads you downstairs to a waiting car. You rush ahead, heels clattering on the pavement, to open the car door for her before the driver can get to it. He looks surprised but then chuckles and returns to the driver seat.
@@.lina;"Look at you,"@@ Lina says, pausing at the door. @@.lina;"Taking to the job with gusto!"@@
@@.you2;"Yes, Miss Orkus,"@@ you respond, trying to keep a smirk off your face.
Her eyes flash with delight. She leans toward you.
@@.lina;"Ooh, I cannot wait to get you back home tonight!"@@
She slips into the car and you shut the door behind her. You hurry around to the other side and get in. Lina puts her hand on your thigh, giving it a little squeeze, and the driver starts down the driveway.
[[Off to do business!|206 LinaDinner]]@@.you2;"I don't want to do that sort of stuff anymore,"@@ you tell Lina.
@@.lina;"Oh! I didn't know, Alex. I'm sorry. What a silly thing for me to have done!"@@
Lina wraps you in a hug which, since you're both still naked from the bath, results in a pleasant smushing of bare boobies. Neither of you are in a rush to break the hug, but eventually she does. She takes your face in her hands and kisses you.
@@.lina;"You know, I'm going to cancel this business dinner. I want to spend time with you."@@
@@.you2;"Are you sure?"@@
@@.lina;"Yes, of course! I'll order in for us."@@
@@.you2;"Not pizza, right? I eat too much pizza!"@@
@@.lina;"No, not pizza,"@@ Lina says, laughing. @@.lina;"But first..."@@
Lina pushes you down on the bed and straddles you.
@@.you2;"Oh no!"@@ you squeal, playfully fighting back.
@@.lina;"Oh yes! I want dessert before dinner."@@
Lina leans down to kiss your mouth, then your neck and your collarbone, then across your breasts -- taking a moment to tease one nipple and then the other with her tongue -- and continues down your stomach. She kisses all over your thighs and then presses her hot eager mouth to your quickly slicking sex.
As always, Lina's skill at eating pussy has you writhing around on the bed in only a couple minute's time. Your toes curl and you clutch the sheets as she expertly licks and finger-fucks your sloppy wet cunt. Orgasms pop off like fireworks in your belly, and you whimper and kick as the explosions seem to grow bigger and bigger.
@@.you2;"Oh, Lina! Oh my god!"@@ you squeal.
Your whole body starts to shudder all on its own as you're hit with a massive surge of pure bliss. Lina rides out the rush of euphoria with you, her sweltering mouth locked against your pussy and her tongue delving into your sensitive folds. Finally, groaning and wriggling, you manage to push yourself away from her before you die of ecstasy.
She giggles and moves up to your side. She kisses your shoulder and puts her arm around you.
Breathing heavily, you say, @@.you2;"Whoa... I came so hard I saw stars..."@@
@@.lina;"Maybe you were in heaven?"@@
@@.you2;"Maybe I am."@@
You turn your head to give her a passionate kiss.
<center>''Ending A8: Lina's Girlfriend''</center>\The sedan pulls up the front of a very swanky-looking restaurant with the name <i>Occupe Toi De Tes Affaires</i> in large golden script above the double-door entry. You hop out of the car and go around to open Lina's door. She steps out and reaches up to gently caress your cheek before heading up the walkway to the restaurant entrance. You shut the door and follow behind her, trying to act professional even though your skirt keeps riding up.
Once inside, a man in a tuxedo with shiny lapels greets her. He leads the two of you all the way to the back of the restaurant into a large private room with a window on one side where you can watch the chefs work. The man in the tuxedo makes a move to pull out a chair for Lina but you step ahead and beat him to it. He gives you a respectful nod and steps back.
Lina pats the seat next to her and you sit down beside her.
@@.lina;"Let's have two glasses of Malbec, Stephen. Something peppery."@@
The man nods and swiftly retreats from the room.
@@.you2;"This place might be too fancy for me,"@@ you tell Lina, feeling a bit out of place.
@@.lina;"Nonsense,"@@ she says, leaning over to give you a kiss. @@.lina;"You're with me. That means everywhere we go, you're the second-most classy person in the room."@@
@@.you2;"Well that's a nice bonus!"@@
@@.lina;"It certainly is, isn't it?"@@ Lina holds her hand up. @@.lina;"Now, let's have those panties, darling."@@
@@.you2;"Wait, what? You want my underwear? But... why did you even bother giving them to me in the first place?"@@
@@.lina;"So that I could have you take them off, of course!"@@
@@.you2;"Jeez."@@ You roll your eyes. @@.you2;"I mean... yes, Miss Orkus."@@
You slide your hands up your skirt, hook your thumbs in your panties, and shimmy them down to your ankles. You step out of them and hand them over. Lina tucks them into her pocket.
@@.lina;"Thank you."@@
The man in the tuxedo returns a minute later with two glasses of red wine for you and Lina. She takes a sip, nods with a smile, and he retreats again. Shortly after you take your first sip of wine, which is indeed peppery but still quite tasty, tuxedo man leads three gentlemen in suits into the room. Lina stands up so you do as well while making sure that your skirt doesn't ride up and reveal the fact that underwear are no longer a part of your outfit.
After introducing you to each of the men -- Robert, Carl, and James -- Lina presents you with a gesture of her hand and says, @@.lina;"This is my girlfriend and confidant, Alex."@@
The men greet you and each of them shake your hand. They are all fit and handsome, in a generic sort of way. The only one that stands out is Robert, who you take to be the leader of the group by the way the others defer to him. He has sky-blue eyes and a smile that is somehow both cunning and warm.
Everyone is seated and a waiter hurries in to take drink orders from the guys before dashing off again.
@@.lina;"Gentleman, I hate to sully what is sure to be a delicious dinner with bickering over business details, so I would much prefer if we could settle the negotiations beforehand."@@
Robert smiles and says, @@.robert;"I have always admired your directness, Lina. So I will get straight to the point: the standard agreement is eight percent, as you know, but the company is willing to go to ten."@@
@@.lina;"I'll agree to fourteen."@@
Carl and James look stunned for a moment, but Robert keeps his composure. He folds his hands in front of him on the table and leans forward.
@@.robert;"If that's your offer, I'm afraid we're too far away from one another to come to an agreement."@@
@@.lina;"Nonsense. You'll give me twelve percent, which may cause some grumbles but will be regarded as entirely acceptable for this contract. Then, of course, you'll extend a two percent bonus upon contract completion."@@
Robert leans back and drums his fingers on the table. The waiter returns with a glass of bourbon for each of the men. Robert takes a sip of his and the other two follow suit.
@@.robert;"Done."@@
@@.lina;"Good."@@ Lina turns to you and says, @@.lina;"Alex, dear, would you be so kind as to show Robert our appreciation for his business?"@@
Obviously you've come to the 'service' part of your new position.
@@.you2;"I'd be happy to,"@@ you say, and slide from your seat to underneath the table.
On hands and knees, you crawl over to where Robert is sitting. You caress your hands over his thighs to his crotch and reach up to unfasten his belt and trousers.
@@.robert;"Why, this is very generous of you, Alex,"@@ Robert says.
@@.you2;"It's my pleasure,"@@ you respond as you tug down his boxer-briefs to reveal his stiffening cock. You begin to coax Robert's pudgy dick into a proper erection with one hand while fondling his balls with the other.
@@.lina;"Alex, would you like to have the chef's special with me? We could split it to save room for dessert."@@
@@.you2;"Yes, please,"@@ you reply from your perch beneath the table.
Now that Robert is at full-mast, you scoot in to wrap your lips around his purple cockhead.
He takes in a breath and says, @@.robert;"Goodness, that's delightfully warm!"@@
@@.lina;"Oh yes, indeed. Besides being the most wonderful and kind person I know, Alex also gives the sweetest blowjob you're ever likely to receive."@@
You suck in your cheeks and swirl your tongue as you take Robert's stiff prick into your mouth and gently edge it into your throat to very point of gagging. Robert exhales an appreciative sigh. You back off, lashing your tongue underneath his shaft all the way, and then engulf him once again. Hands clutching his thighs, you being to bob your head back and forth, slurping and sucking with keen expertise.
@@.robert;"She's certainly enthusiastic,"@@ Robert says, his previously commanding voice now wavering.
Lina laughs. @@.lina;"You're hardly the first person to say so. When Alex sets her mind to something, she always accomplishes it with tremendous passion."@@
@@.robert;"I see... you know, Lina, had you sprung this little surprise on me before negotiations--"@@
@@.lina;"The agreement was reached on its own merits, Robert, and Alex is graciously acknowledging our gratitude. We don't play dirty, Robert. In fact, you'll find that Alex leaves no mess at all."@@
At this point, you're sure Robert is far too flustered to form a reply. His legs are trembling and his cock is throbbing in your mouth. You dig your fingernails into his thighs and furiously work your tongue and lips over his shaft and cockhead. He tries to surpress a groan but you draw it out of him. Knowing he's close now, you lock your lips at the base of his cock and start gulping as if you intended to swallow his manhood whole.
Robert's hands slap down on the table above you and he lets out a caveman-like grunt. Your throat and mouth are flooded with warmth as his twitchy dick spurts out his seed. You slurp it all down, careless of the slutty sounds you're making which echo in the room.
Finally, Robert is completely spent. You hear him huffing above you, trying to catch his breath. You ensure to clean him up with careful licks and kisses and then dutifully fasten his pants and belt. You crawl back to your seat and slip into it and then take a sip of wine as if nothing at all had just happened.
Lina reaches over to take your hand and give it a squeeze while looking over a drink menu.
@@.lina;"Let's have something a little sweeter with dinner, shall we?"@@ she asks.
@@.you2;"Yes, that would be nice."@@
She looks up with a smile. @@.lina;"Perhaps after dessert you might see to it that Carl and James feel appreciated as well, hmm?"@@
You glance over at the wide-eyed men and smirk. @@.you2;"Of course, Miss Orkus."@@
[[Have a nice dinner.|207 LinaHome]]As it turns out, you finish off Carl and James in no time at all. The anticipation must have been too much for them. Robert insists on the paying the check, so you and Lina say your goodbyes to the trio after you're done zipping up James's pants. Lina guides you out to the car and you make sure to get the door for her once again.
Now on the ride back, Lina has pulled you into a comfortable snuggle with her arm around you.
@@.lina;"When we get home, I am going to suck your toes until you cum,"@@ she promises, kissing the top of your head.
You let out a giggle and nuzzle against her.
The driver pulls up the winding driveway and parks outside the house. You hop out and open her door and then the two of you head up to her bedroom arm-in-arm. She draws another bath and the two of you slip inside as soon as it's ready.
You lean back against her in the tub while she massages your scalp with her fingers.
@@.lina;"You were wonderful tonight, sweetie,"@@ she says. @@.lina;"Those boys didn't know what hit them."@@
@@.you2;"It's fun to have them squirming around like I own them,"@@ you admit.
@@.lina;"Oh, you should have seen Robert! I could swear he nearly broke down crying."@@
You laugh at the thought of it: a man driven to tears by a blowjob!
After your bath, Lina directs you to the bed and, as promised, sucks each and every one of your toes. It feels delightful, but she soon realizes from your giggles that it's not going to do the trick. She relents with a laugh and starts kissing up your legs, all over your thighs, and then presses her hot eager mouth to your slick sex.
As always, Lina's skill at eating pussy has you writhing around on the bed in only a couple minute's time. Your toes curl and you clutch the sheets as she expertly licks and finger-fucks your sloppy wet cunt. Orgasms pop off like fireworks in your belly, and you whimper and kick as the explosions seem to grow bigger and bigger.
@@.you2;"Oh, Lina! Oh my god!"@@ you squeal.
Your whole body starts to shudder all on its own as you're hit with a massive surge of pure bliss. Lina rides out the rush of euphoria with you, her sweltering mouth locked against your pussy and her tongue delving into your sensitive folds. Finally, groaning and wriggling, you manage to push yourself away from her before you die of ecstasy.
She giggles and moves up to your side. She kisses your shoulder and puts her arm around you.
Breathing heavily, you say, @@.you2;"Whoa... I came so hard I saw stars..."@@
@@.lina;"Maybe you were in heaven?"@@
@@.you2;"Maybe I am."@@
You turn your head to give her a passionate kiss.
<center>''Ending A8: Lina's Girlfriend & Gal Friday''</center>\You head to the dressing rooms. After shutting yourself in one of the small rooms, you undress and try on the first outfit: a slinky pink dress and stockings.
<center><img src="DZFAP/fap-alex-girl-club1.png" class="port" style="max-width:49%;margin-right:1%;"><img src="DZFAP/fap2-alex-girl-club1.png" class="port" style="max-width:49%"></center>\
@@.you2;"Ooh... well... this one would certainly fit in at the dance club but maybe it's a little <i>too</i> racy..."@@
You open the door and leave the dressing room area to get Zander's opinion -- even though you're sure he's going to say that the outfit is hot.
@@.zander;"Wow! Yeah. That's hot!"@@
You put your hands on your hips and throw him a pout.
@@.you2;"Can you at least use a scale of hotness or something? Like, <i>how</i> hot is this outfit?"@@
@@.zander;"A ten! Just like you, babe!"@@
After a sarcastic huff and a roll of your eyes, you twirl around and strut back to the dressing room. Once again you disrobe and then you try on the second outfit.
<center><img src="DZFAP/fap-alex-girl-club2.png" class="port" style="max-width:49%;margin-right:1%;"><img src="DZFAP/fap2-alex-girl-club2.png" class="port" style="max-width:49%"></center>\
@@.you2;"Hmm I like how floaty it is but it sure is short, isn't it?"@@
You head out to let Zander tell you how hot you are again.
@@.zander;"Yes! I love it. Another ten!"@@ he says, giving you two thumbs up.
@@.you2;"You are so not being helpful, mister."@@
@@.zander;"It's not my fault! Stop being so damn sexy, maybe."@@
You stick your tongue out at him and sashay back to the dressing room. You disrobe and place set the two outfits on the bench, side-by-side. Both of them would definitely be great for the club. The pink dress is super-slinky and sexy but the white one is flowy and flirty. It's a tough decision!
A knock on the dressing room door startles you.
@@.you2;"Umm... occupied!"@@
Zander's voice whispers, @@.zander;"Let me in, babe. Hurry, before they catch me out here!"@@
@@.you2;"What are you doing back here, you goofball? I said no boys in the dressing room!"@@
@@.zander;"You didn't say anything about men, though,"@@ he responds, chuckling.
You open the door and Zander slips inside. He grins and gives you a kiss.
@@.zander;"I want you so bad right now,"@@ he says as he kisses your cheek, jaw, and neck. His strong hands caress your back and ass.
@@.you2;"Zander, jeez!"@@ You giggle.
@@.zander;"Let's do it, right here, right now."@@
[[Sex in a dressing room! Why not?|206 ZanderSex]]
[[No way are we doing it here!|206 KickOut]]@@.you2;"I guess if you can't help yourself,"@@ you tease him.
@@.zander;"You know I can't, baby..."@@
You slide your hands down Zander's body and unfasten his shorts. You push his shorts and boxer-briefs down as you kneel to the floor. His throbbing hard cock bobbles in your face. You take his cockhead between your lips and tease it with your tongue while retrieving a condom from the pocket of his shorts.
@@.zander;"Oh fuck..."@@
You gaze up at him with a smirk as you balance the tip of his twitching prick on the end of your tongue. After teasing him with your tongue for a while longer, you roll the condom onto his erection and stand up. Zander smashes his mouth to yours for a passionate tongue-lashing kiss and abruptly turns you around and pushes you against the dressing room wall.
He kisses the back of your neck and shoulders as his fingers gently caress your slickening pussy lips. You close your eyes and bite your lip to keep yourself from moaning as he works one finger and than another inside you. He braces his arm across your shoulders, pushing you against the wall, and starts to pump your cunt with his fingers. Once he's satisfied with how wet you are, he lines up his cock and sinks himself inside you inch-by-inch.
You whimper despite trying not to make a sound. You raise yourself up on your tip-toes when he bottoms out inside you and mash your face against the fabric of the wall to keep from squealing. Zander, hunched behind like you some sort of caveman, starts bucking his hips against you. His hand slides up your stomach and across your breasts and clutches around your throat.
Zander's cock is now pistoning in and out of you, careless of the slippery slapping sounds of his hips against your ass and your increasingly slutty moans. His hot breath washes across your neck. His teeth tease on your earlobe. His hand tightens around your throat.
A series of small orgasms bubble upwards through your stomach from your pounded pussy. Your body shudders and you feel your pussy spasm around Zander's shaft. Your whole body quivers again as a much larger orgasm assails you, stripping away all your defenses and leaving you exposed to pure bliss. Mired in ecstasy, you barely hear Zander grunting as he grabs you around the waist and fills the condom with his seed. Some small part of you wishes he hadn't been wearing a condom so that you could feel his hot jizz flood your insides, but you're not sure you're quite ready for that yet.
A couple minutes go by as both of you try to catch your breath, then Zander slips himself out of you. The feeling makes you shiver. He turns you around and the two of you share a few heated kisses. Then he pulls up his underwear and shorts.
@@.zander;"I'll sneak out while you get dressed. And I already paid for the clothes so you can wear one out and we'll hit the club after we grab some grub!"@@
After giving you a quick smooch, Zander slinks out of the dressing room.
[[Wear the slinky pink dress.|207 PinkDress]]
[[Put on the flowy white dress.|207 WhiteDress]]@@.you2;"No way! We are not going to have sex in a public dressing room."@@
@@.zander;"Can't blame a guy for trying, huh?"@@ He laughs and shrugs. @@.zander;"I already paid for the clothes so you can wear one out and we'll hit the club after we grab some grub!"@@
After giving you a quick smooch, Zander slinks out of the dressing room.
[[Wear the slinky pink dress.|207b PinkDress]]
[[Put on the flowy white dress.|207b WhiteDress]]<<set $alex to "club1">>\
After getting dressed, you head back out into the store proper and the checkout girl gives you a knowing smirk as she places your work uniform and the other dress into a shopping bag for you.
@@.nobody;"Have a nice day."@@ She giggles. @@.nobody;"Or, you know, <i>continue</i> to have a nice day!"@@
@@.you2;"Thank you,"@@ you respond, feeling your cheeks flush hot with embarrassment.
Zander holds your bag for you and takes your hand in his.
@@.zander;"Let's get some food. I'm starving."@@ He squeezes you hand. @@.zander;"You look incredible, by the way."@@
@@.you2;"Oh sure, but I can't decide if I'm overdressed or underdressed!"@@
<center>''Ending B6a: Zander's Adventurous Girlfriend''</center>\<<set $alex to "club2">>\
After getting dressed, you head back out into the store proper and the checkout girl gives you a knowing smirk as she places your work uniform and the other dress into a shopping bag for you.
@@.nobody;"Have a nice day."@@ She giggles. @@.nobody;"Or, you know, <i>continue</i> to have a nice day!"@@
@@.you2;"Thank you,"@@ you respond, feeling your cheeks flush hot with embarrassment.
Zander holds your bag for you and takes your hand in his.
@@.zander;"Let's get some food. I'm starving."@@ He squeezes you hand. @@.zander;"You look incredible, by the way."@@
@@.you2;"Oh sure, but I can't decide if I'm overdressed or underdressed!"@@
<center>''Ending B6a: Zander's Adventurous Girlfriend''</center>\<<set $alex to "club1">>\
After getting dressed, you head back out into the store proper and the checkout girl places your work uniform and the other dress into a shopping bag for you.
@@.nobody;"Have a nice day,"@@ she says, smiling warmly.
@@.you2;"Thank you."@@
Zander holds your bag for you and takes your hand in his.
@@.zander;"Let's get some food. I'm starving."@@ He squeezes you hand. @@.zander;"You look incredible, by the way."@@
@@.you2;"Oh sure, but I can't decide if I'm overdressed or underdressed!"@@
<center>''Ending B6b: Zander's Girlfriend''</center>\<<set $alex to "club2">>\
After getting dressed, you head back out into the store proper and the checkout girl places your work uniform and the other dress into a shopping bag for you.
@@.nobody;"Have a nice day,"@@ she says, smiling warmly.
@@.you2;"Thank you."@@
Zander holds your bag for you and takes your hand in his.
@@.zander;"Let's get some food. I'm starving."@@ He squeezes you hand. @@.zander;"You look incredible, by the way."@@
@@.you2;"Oh sure, but I can't decide if I'm overdressed or underdressed!"@@
<center>''Ending B6b: Zander's Girlfriend''</center>\<center><img src="DZFAP/zing.png"></center>\
You zip around back of the club, put down the kickstand for the scooter, and use your keycard to go in through the employee entrance.
@@.nobody;"Alex! Great to see you,"@@ Shane, the head bouncer, says as he pulls aside the dressing room curtain for you. He's well over six foot tall and beefy with muscle. @@.nobody;"I was having a boring day but with you going up it's looking to be a great night."@@
<<if $alex eq "boi-special">>\
@@.you;"You big flirt!"@@ you say, playfully slapping him on the shoulder at you walk by.
<<else>>\
@@.you2;"You big flirt!"@@ you say, playfully slapping him on the shoulder at you walk by.
<<endif>>\
The dressing room is basically a long mirror above a long counter on each side with a wall of small lockers at the back. Several guys and girls in various states of undress sit in chairs in front of the counters, checking their makeup or fixing their hair.
<<if $alex eq "boi-special">>\
@@.you;"Hey, everyone!"@@
<<else>>\
@@.you2;"Hey, everyone!"@@
<<endif>>\
They all greet you back with smiles and waves.
@@.nobody;"Alex, babycakes, could you do me a huge favor?"@@ Apryl asks as she rushes over to you on her clacky high-heels.
<<if $alex eq "boi-special">>\
@@.you;"Of course, Apryl. What's up?"@@
<<else>>\
@@.you2;"Of course, Apryl. What's up?"@@
<<endif>>\
@@.nobody;"I'm supposed to go up next but I totally need to call this guy back right away, you know?"@@ she explains. @@.nobody;"Would you be like the bestest buddy ever and take my spot for me?"@@
<<if $alex eq "boi-special">>\
@@.you;"Sure! I'll get changed right away."@@
<<else>>\
@@.you2;"Sure! I'll get changed right away."@@
<<endif>>\
@@.nobody;"Oh. Em. Gee! Thank you so, so much! I'll tell the DJ that you're up next!"@@
Apryl gives you a big hug and then hurries out of the dressing room clutching her cellphone.
[[Better get changed!|206 ChangeOutfit]]<<if $alex eq "boi-special">>\
<<set $alex to "stripperboi">>\
<<else>>\
<<set $alex to "strippergirl">>\
<<endif>>\
You swiftly disrobe and change into your dancing outfit. Thankfully, you've had plenty of practice with your makeup so you're able to get that done quickly. After a check in the mirror, you hurry through the short corridor to the side-stage to await being called up.
<<if $alex eq "stripperboi">>\
<center><img src="DZFAP/fap-alex-boi-stripper.png" class="port" style="max-width:49%;margin-right:1%;"><img src="DZFAP/fap2-alex-boi-stripper.png" class="port" style="max-width:49%"></center>\
<<else>>\
<center><img src="DZFAP/fap-alex-girl-stripper.png" class="port" style="max-width:49%;margin-right:1%;"><img src="DZFAP/fap2-alex-girl-stripper.png" class="port" style="max-width:49%"></center>\
<<endif>>\
@@.nobody;"Ladies and gentlemen, give it up for Mercedes!"@@ the DJ announces as the previous girl's song ends. @@.nobody;"Next up for you we have -- <i>oh ho ho!</i> -- a real treat, boys and girls! You're in for some real thrills, so get out those dollar bills! Because it's... Aleeeeeex!"@@
With that introduction, you strut onto the stage and up to the pole. The regulars whoop and cheer and some of the newcomers join in as well due to the excitement. You couldn't say for certain how you got so popular so quickly, but it might have to do with the fact that you don't shy away from a little touchy-feely in the champagne room after a dance.
You grab the pole and swing in a circle around it as your song starts: a punchy beat with an emotive lead singer and lyrics that sound cheery but in reality are really rather naughty. After a few twirls around the pole, you use it to hold yourself up while sliding your feet far apart and gyrating your ass to the rythym. Hoots and hollars echo through the room and bills scatter across the stage.
<<if $alex eq "stripperboi">>\
You peel off your gloves one at a time and then follow it up by rolling off your leggings. Then you wiggle along with the cadence as you shimmy off your bottoms and kick them aside. Now quite naked, you begin to dance with the pole as if it were a large silvery erection.
<<else>>\
You peel off your nipple pasties one at a time and then follow it up by dropping your skirt. Then you wiggle along with the cadence as you shimmy off your bottoms and kick them aside. Now naked except for your heels, jewelry, and purple torso straps, you begin to dance with the pole as if it were a large silvery erection.
<<endif>>\
Once you're done with your pole routine, you crawl out to the edge of the stage to get more personal with your fans. Men and women lean forward in their seats, waggling dollar bills to get your attention. You slide over to an obvious couple -- a handsome young man and a particularly pretty young woman -- and give them a big smile.
<<if $alex eq "stripperboi">>\
@@.you;"Heya,"@@ you greet them, using your most sugary voice.
@@.rebecca;"Fuck me sideways,"@@ the woman says, grinning. @@.rebecca;"You're adorable!"@@
@@.you;"Aww! Thank you!"@@
<<else>>\
@@.you2;"Heya,"@@ you greet them, using your most sugary voice.
@@.rebecca;"Fuck me sideways,"@@ the woman says, grinning. @@.nobody;"You're adorable!"@@
@@.you2;"Aww! Thank you!"@@
<<endif>>\
You hook your thumb in your waistband and draw it down as you scooch closer to her. She tucks the bill in your waistband, grazing your hip with her fingernails as she does.
The guy asks, @@.marty;"You, uh... you do personal dances?"@@
<<if $alex eq "stripperboi">>\
@@.you;"Sure do, sweetie. Want me to swing by after my song?"@@
<<else>>\
@@.you;"Sure do, sweetie. Want me to swing by after my song?"@@
<<endif>>\
@@.rebecca;"Yes!"@@ the woman immediately says.
<<if $alex eq "stripperboi">>\
@@.you;"It's a date!"@@ you say, giving her a wink.
<<else>>\
@@.you2;"It's a date!"@@ you say, giving her a wink.
<<endif>>\
You finish up your rounds, greeting everyone you can before your song ends. You swiftly gather the bills across the stage and your discarded clothing and then prance off the stage while blowing kisses to everyone. Candi gives you a quick hug and kiss on the cheek as the two of you pass by in the corridor to the dressing room.
Shane accepts the wad of cash you have cradled in your hands. You dress back in your outfit while Shane tries to organize the loose bills in his hands.
@@.nobody;"Dammit, Alex,"@@ he chides, laughing, @@.nobody;"did you leave the customers any dollars for the others?"@@
<<if $alex eq "stripperboi">>\
@@.you;"That's why we have an ATM, Shane,"@@ you respond with a wink. @@.you;@"Now if you'll excuse me, I'm off to entertain!"@@
<<else>>\
@@.you2;"That's why we have an ATM, Shane,"@@ you respond with a wink. @@.you2;@"Now if you'll excuse me, I'm off to entertain!"@@
<<endif>>\
You sashay into the main room and spot the couple sitting at a table near the stage. Without a word, you go up to them and take a hand from each of them into your own. Smirking, you guide them towards the back to one of the private rooms and close the curtain behind you.
<<if $alex eq "stripperboi">>\
@@.you;"Have a seat,"@@ you offer with a wave of your hand. They both quickly sit down on the booth seat. @@.you;"Now, what might I do for you two, hmm?"@@
<<else>>\
@@.you2;"Have a seat,"@@ you offer with a wave of your hand. They both quickly sit down on the booth seat. @@.you2;"Now, what might I do for you two, hmm?"@@
<<endif>>\
@@.rebecca;"Err... this is kind of our first time doing this."@@
@@.marty;"Yeah... Well, so... what do you usually do? A lap-dance?"@@
<<if $alex eq "stripperboi">>\
@@.you;"Sure! But I've been know to do other things, too..."@@
<<else>>\
@@.you2;"Sure! But I've been know to do other things, too..."@@
<<endif>>\
[[My mouth on her, his mouth on me!|207 LickHer]]
[[My mouth on him, her mouth on me!|207 SuckHim]]
[[A lap-dance is exactly what they need!|207 LapDance]]<<set $cheddar += 20>>\
<<if $alex eq "stripperboi">>\
@@.you;"How about something more... <i>mouth</i> on?"@@
<<else>>\
@@.you2;"How about something more... <i>mouth</i> on?"@@
<<endif>>\
You kneel down on the booth seat facing Carlise, your back arched and your ass in Nathan's face. With a smirk, you lean in to kiss her cheek, her jawline, her neck and collarbone. She takes the hint as you move downwards, shifting so that you're now perched between her legs. By the time you start unfastening her jeans, she's already panting. You tug them down, along with her panties, to reveal a kempt bush of blond hair and a perfectly puffy pussy.
You crawl your kneels over her jeans as you slide them down and then push them all the way to her ankles with your foot. Then you lower your head down and push her shirt up to kiss her breasts and stomach. She leans back and spreads her legs and you promptly clamp your mouth onto her puffy mound.
@@.rebecca;"Ooh fuuuck..."@@ she moans as your tongue delves into her sensitive folds. She gently caresses her fingers through your hair as you lustfully lick and suck her quickly slickening cunt.
It only takes a wiggle of your hips for Nathan to get the clue. He places his hands on your waist, pauses for a moment, and then curls his fingers into your waistband to slide your bottoms down to your knees.
Immediately, his face is buried in your ass, his tongue already lashing against your asshole. His hands push your ass cheeks apart so that he can work his tongue inside your pink pucker. You shiver with delight -- you hadn't expected Nathan to be so proficient at eating ass!
<<if $alex eq "stripperboi">>\
You find yourself whimpering into Carlise's wet puss as Nathan ravages your spasming butthole with his hot mouth and wriggling tongue. His fingers wrap around your erection. He begins to stroke and squeeze your cock as if gently but firmly coaxing out your cum.
<<else>>\
You find yourself whimpering into Carlise's wet puss as Nathan ravages your spasming butthole with his hot mouth and wriggling tongue. His fingers slide across your damp pussy, gently but firmly breaching your sensitive folds with languid caresses.
<<endif>>\
Carlise legs shake and her thighs clamp against your head. She mewls like a kitten, riding out an orgasm that leaves her huffing for air. She collapses back onto the booth and her legs relax. You continue to slather your tongue along her slit and kiss and suck on her purple-pink labia. She starts trembling again and groans in appreciation as you press her towards another orgasm.
<center><img src="DZFAP/oooh.png"></center>\
<<if $alex eq "stripperboi">>\
But the next orgasm is your own. Nathan's steady attention to your sensitive bunghole and aching prick are simply too much to handle: you whimper repeatedly as your cock twitches in his hand, splattering several squirts of spunk onto the shiny red faux leather of the booth below you.
<<else>>\
But the next orgasm is your own. Nathan's steady attention to your sensitive bunghole and slick crease are simply too much to handle: you whimper repeatedly as a series of frizzy orgasms shoot up your spine, through your belly, and down your legs. Your cunt convulses around Nathan's fingers. Your toes, fingers, nipples, and tongue feel like they are sparkling with electricity.
<<endif>>\
With that, Carlise releases a shuddering moan as another orgasm overtakes her. She clutches your hair in her fists and mashes your face into her sopping twat while bucking her hips repeatedly. When she finally comes down from the euphoria, she releases you with a bashful look on her face. She lets out an embarrassed laugh.
Nathan stands up and retrieves a couple hand towels from the stack on the shelf at the side of the room. He hands you one and then kneels down in front of Carlise to clean her up. Then he helps her get her panties and jeans back on properly.
You clean yourself up and shimmy your bottoms back into place.<<if $alex eq "stripperboi">> You use the towel to thoroughly wipe up your spunk and then toss it into the receptacle for used towels.<<endif>>
@@.rebecca;"Well, that was something else!"@@ Carlise says. She wraps you in a hug and smooches your forehead. @@.rebecca;"Thank you so much, Alex!"@@
@@.marty;"We'll definitely be back,"@@ Nathan says with a smirk. He hands you a twenty and you tuck it in your waistband.
<<if $alex eq "stripperboi">>\
@@.you;"Thanks! But you know it was just as much fun for me."@@
<<else>>\
@@.you2;"Thanks! But you know it was just as much fun for me."@@
<<endif>>\
@@.marty;"Yeah, that's what made it so great!"@@
@@.rebecca;"And super-duper hot!"@@ Rebecca says, releasing you with a pat on your bum.
<<if $alex eq "stripperboi">>\
@@.you;"Well, I better get back to it. See you guys soon?"@@
<<else>>\
@@.you2;"Well, I better get back to it. See you guys soon?"@@
<<endif>>\
@@.rebecca;"Of course!"@@
@@.marty;"Hell yeah!"@@
You strut out of the room, shooting them a wink over your shoulder.
<<if $alex eq "stripperboi">>\
@@.you;"I love this job!"@@ you say to yourself as you head back to the dressing room.
<<else>>\
@@.you2;"I love this job!"@@ you say to yourself as you head back to the dressing room.
<<endif>>\
<center>''Ending B7a: Slutty Stripper Superstar''</center>\<<set $cheddar += 20>>\
<<if $alex eq "stripperboi">>\
@@.you;"How about something more... <i>mouth</i> on?"@@
<<else>>\
@@.you2;"How about something more... <i>mouth</i> on?"@@
<<endif>>\
You kneel down on the booth seat facing Nathan, your back arched and your ass in Carlise's face. With a smirk, you lean in to kiss his cheek, his jawline, his neck and collarbone. He takes the hint as you move downwards, shifting so that you're now perched between his legs. By the time you start unfastening his jeans, he's already panting. You tug them down, along with his boxer-briefs, to reveal a slender cock with a bulbous spaded tip and a hairless ball-sac.
You crawl your kneels over his jeans as you slide them down and then push them all the way to his ankles with your foot. Then you lower your head down and push his shirt up to kiss his well-muscled chest and stomach. He leans back and you promptly clamp your mouth onto his growing erection.
@@.marty;"Fuuuck yeah..."@@ he groans. He runs his fingers through your hair while you suck his prick to full rigidity
It only takes a wiggle of your hips for Carlise to get the clue. She places her hands on your waist, pauses for a moment, and then curls her fingers into your waistband to slide your bottoms down to your knees.
Immediately, her face is buried in your ass, tongue already lashing against your asshole. Her hands ease your ass cheeks apart so that she can work her tongue inside your pink pucker. You shiver with delight -- you hadn't expected Carlise to be so proficient at eating ass!
<<if $alex eq "stripperboi">>\
You find yourself whimpering around Nathan's now rock-hard cock while Carlise ravages your spasming butthole with her hot mouth and wriggling tongue. Her fingers wrap around your erection. She begins to stroke and squeeze your cock as if gently but firmly coaxing out your cum.
<<else>>\
You find yourself whimpering around Nathan's now rock-hard cock while Carlise ravages your spasming butthole with her hot mouth and wriggling tongue. Her fingers slide across your damp pussy, gently but firmly breaching your sensitive folds with languid caresses.
<<endif>>\
Nathan groans in appreciation as you begin to bob your head up and down in his lap. His fat cockhead nudges against the back of your throat when you take in his dick all the way to the hilt. It is just short of making you gag, which is good for him since you can completely engulf his cock and convulse your throat against it with constant gulping without pause.
@@.marty;"Unf,"@@ he grunts, his fingernails gently grazing across your scalp, @@.marty;"that feels amazing!"@@
He hasn't even experienced the best part yet -- you begin to purr. Your mouth and throat thrum a buzzy vibration across his rod and into his groin, which instantly has him squirming. Gently bobbing your head, swallowing, lashing his shaft with your tongue, and humming sweetly: you know he can't last long before he edges into sensory overload.
Which happens only a handful of moments later. He balls your hair into his fists and a thick shot of his syrupy spunk pours down your throat. Several more splurts slather the inside of your mouth and you gulp them down with greedy moans.
<center><img src="DZFAP/oooh.png"></center>\
<<if $alex eq "stripperboi">>\
The next orgasm is your own. Carlise's steady attention to your sensitive bunghole and aching prick are simply too much to handle: you whimper repeatedly as your cock twitches in her hand, splattering several squirts of spunk onto the shiny red faux leather of the booth below you.
<<else>>\
The next orgasm is your own. Carlise's steady attention to your sensitive bunghole and slick crease are simply too much to handle: you whimper repeatedly as a series of frizzy orgasms shoot up your spine, through your belly, and down your legs. Your cunt convulses around Carlise's fingers. Your toes, fingers, nipples, and tongue feel like they are sparkling with electricity.
<<endif>>\
Nathan is writhing beneath you, his now spent cock oversensitive with post-orgasm tingles. He releases his grip on your hair and you gently slide your mouth off his shaft and give the head a little sucking kiss to clear a dollop of cum from his piss-slit.
Carlise stands up and retrieves a couple hand towels from the stack on the shelf at the side of the room. She hands you one and then kneels down in front of Nathan to clean him up. Then she helps him get his underwear and jeans back on properly.
You clean yourself up and shimmy your bottoms back into place.<<if $alex eq "stripperboi">> You use the towel to thoroughly wipe up your spunk and then toss it into the receptacle for used towels.<<endif>>
@@.rebecca;"Well, that was something else!"@@ Carlise says. She wraps you in a hug and smooches your forehead. @@.rebecca;"Thank you so much, Alex!"@@
@@.marty;"We'll definitely be back,"@@ Nathan says with a smirk. He hands you a twenty and you tuck it in your waistband.
<<if $alex eq "stripperboi">>\
@@.you;"Thanks! But you know it was just as much fun for me."@@
<<else>>\
@@.you2;"Thanks! But you know it was just as much fun for me."@@
<<endif>>\
@@.marty;"Yeah, that's what made it so great!"@@
@@.rebecca;"And super-duper hot!"@@ Rebecca says, releasing you with a pat on your bum.
<<if $alex eq "stripperboi">>\
@@.you;"Well, I better get back to it. See you guys soon?"@@
<<else>>\
@@.you2;"Well, I better get back to it. See you guys soon?"@@
<<endif>>\
@@.rebecca;"Of course!"@@
@@.marty;"Hell yeah!"@@
You strut out of the room, shooting them a wink over your shoulder.
<<if $alex eq "stripperboi">>\
@@.you;"I love this job!"@@ you say to yourself as you head back to the dressing room.
<<else>>\
@@.you2;"I love this job!"@@ you say to yourself as you head back to the dressing room.
<<endif>>\
<center>''Ending B7b: Slutty Stripper Superstar''</center>\<<set $cheddar += 20>>\
<<if $alex eq "stripperboi">>\
@@.you;"But since this is your first time, a lap-dance is a good place to start!"@@
<<else>>\
@@.you2;"But since this is your first time, a lap-dance is a good place to start!"@@
<<endif>>\
You twirl in a circle and slip into Nathan's lap, facing Carlise and giving her a big smile.
<<if $alex eq "stripperboi">>\
@@.you;"You're very pretty,"@@ you tell her while gently shifting your hips side-to-side in Nathan's lap. @@.you;"Have you ever thought of dancing?"@@
<<else>>\
@@.you2;"You're very pretty,"@@ you tell her while gently shifting your hips side-to-side in Nathan's lap. @@.you2;"Have you ever thought of dancing?"@@
<<endif>>\
@@.rebecca;"Who, me? Oh no, no way. I don't have the-- the nerve."@@
You lean forward, pushing your grinding ass back into him. His erection is obvious, and you rub it through his pants with your ass and thighs.
<<if $alex eq "stripperboi">>\
@@.you;"Oh, it's easy! See what I'm doing? Just a little wiggle is all you need to get started."@@
<<else>>\
@@.you2;"Oh, it's easy! See what I'm doing? Just a little wiggle is all you need to get started."@@
<<endif>>\
You lean back and lay on him while continuing to gyrate your hips. Then you arch your back and reach up behind you to run your fingers through his hair.
<<if $alex eq "stripperboi">>\
@@.you;"Looks easy, huh?"@@ You laugh. @@.you;"And I don't mean me."@@
<<else>>\
@@.you2;"Looks easy, huh?"@@ You laugh. @@.you2;"And I don't mean me."@@
<<endif>>\
Carlise laughs along. She says, @@.rebecca;"Well, maybe you just make it look easy."@@
<<if $alex eq "stripperboi">>\
@@.you;"Ooh, I've got an idea..."@@
<<else>>\
@@.you2;"Ooh, I've got an idea..."@@
<<endif>>\
You slide out of his lap and stand up to take her hands in yours. After she stands up, you guide her to sit on Nathan's lap. Then you kneel down in front of her and use your hands on her hips to urge her to shimmy her ass back and forth.
<<if $alex eq "stripperboi">>\
@@.you;"There you go, just like that,"@@ you tell her.
<<else>>\
@@.you2;"There you go, just like that,"@@ you tell her.
<<endif>>\
@@.rebecca;"Am I doing it right?"@@ she asks Nathan.
@@.marty;"Oh yeah, babe. Just right,"@@ he reponds, grinning.
You take his hands and slip them under her shirt onto her stomach. He gets the hint. He starts caressing her stomach but quickly moves up to her breasts. She turns her head and they kiss.
<<if $alex eq "stripperboi">>\
@@.you;"Well that was the fastest lap-dance I've ever given!"@@
<<else>>\
@@.you2;"Well that was the fastest lap-dance I've ever given!"@@
<<endif>>\
You stand up. Nathan digs in his pocket and holds out a twenty for you before returning his hand to Carlise's breast. You give him a wink, tuck the bill into your waistband, and leave the room, closing the curtain behind.
<<if $alex eq "stripperboi">>\
@@.you;"You know what,"@@ you say to yourself as you head back to the dressing room, @@.you;"I think maybe pimping <i>is</i> easy!"@@
<<else>>\
@@.you2;"You know what,"@@ you say to yourself as you head back to the dressing room, @@.you2;"I think maybe pimping <i>is</i> easy!"@@
<<endif>>\
<center>''Ending B7b: Dirty Dance Commander''</center>\You kick off your shoes and disrobe, tossing your delivery uniform in a pile on the floor that you will wash later. These particular shorts that Marty seems to enjoy so much only just barely fit you. You step into them and pull them up. It takes nearly a whole minute to shimmy them over your thighs and onto your hips. You suck in a breath and button them, then take a few moments to gyrate your hips so that they stretch a bit and settle into place.
<<if $alex eq "boi-special">>\
<<set $alex to "handyboi">>\
You grab your toolbelt and strap it around your waist, then scoot your feet into your shower-shoes and head to the bathroom.
<center><img src="DZFAP/fap-alex-boi-handy.png" class="port" style="max-width:49%;margin-right:1%;"><img src="DZFAP/fap2-alex-boi-handy.png" class="port" style="max-width:49%"></center>\
<<else>>\
<<set $alex to "handygirl">>\
After tugging on the thin tank-top Marty has picked out for you, you grab your toolbelt and strap it around your waist, then scoot your feet into your shower-shoes and head to the bathroom.
<center><img src="DZFAP/fap-alex-girl-handy.png" class="port" style="max-width:49%;margin-right:1%;"><img src="DZFAP/fap2-alex-girl-handy.png" class="port" style="max-width:49%"></center>\
<<endif>>\
The towel that Marty has duct-taped around the shower knob is soaking wet and water is streaming off it down into the drain. You carefully pull away the tape while keeping the towel in place, then ease the towel away to find the source of the leak. Of course, just your luck, you find it when it sprays all over your chest and face.
<<if $alex eq "handyboi">>\
@@.you;"Aww, dangit!"@@
<<else>>\
@@.you2;"Aww, dangit!"@@
<<endif>>\
You use your hands to block as much of the squirting water as possible and inspect the knob. You don't see a crack anywhere... it looks like the water is escaping through a gap between the nut and the washer. Pulling out your trusty adjustable wrench, you slide it onto the nut, and give it a cautious turn to tighten the nut against the washer. Sure enough, the water stops spraying.
<<if $alex eq "handyboi">>\
@@.you;"Yep, looks like it just worked a little loose when he leaned on it."@@
<<else>>\
@@.you2;"Yep, looks like it just worked a little loose when he leaned on it."@@
<<endif>>\
You slot your wrench back in your toolbelt and step from the shower, your damp shoes squeaky on the tiles.
@@.marty;"Fixed already?"@@ Marty asks from the doorway.
<<if $alex eq "handyboi">>\
@@.you;"Speedy service or your money back,"@@ you say, giving him a sarcastic salute.
<<else>>\
@@.you2;"Speedy service or your money back,"@@ you say, giving him a sarcastic salute.
<<endif>>\
@@.marty;"That right?"@@ He grins. @@.marty;"What other services do you offer?"@@
<<if $alex eq "handyboi">>\
@@.you;"Why, did you break something else? Hmm?"@@
<<else>>\
@@.you2;"Why, did you break something else? Hmm?"@@
<<endif>>\
@@.marty;"No, no... I just have a... pressure problem. There's a fluid backup that could, you know, use release?"@@
<<if $alex eq "handyboi">>\
@@.you;"Your wiener. You're talking about your wiener."@@
<<else>>\
@@.you2;"Your wiener. You're talking about your wiener."@@
<<endif>>\
@@.marty;"Actually,"@@ he says, stepping into the bathroom, @@.marty;"I don't know exactly where the fluid is stored, <i>per se,</i> but my wiener does indeed serve as a... you know... relief pipe."@@
<<if $alex eq "handyboi">>\
@@.you;"A pipe, huh? Well someone thinks they're hung!"@@
<<else>>\
@@.you2;"A pipe, huh? Well someone thinks they're hung!"@@
<<endif>>\
He steps up to put his arms around your waist and give you a kiss.
@@.marty;"So what do you say, babe? A little more hands-on work?"@@
[[Agree to relieve his pressure.|206 Handywork]]
[[Tell him to save that business for later.|206 SaveIt]]<<if $alex eq "handyboi">>\
@@.you;"Okay, big boy,"@@ you say, returning his smooch. @@.you;"Show me the problem and I'll see what I can do."@@
<<else>>\
@@.you2;"Okay, big boy,"@@ you say, returning his smooch. @@.you;"Show me the problem and I'll see what I can do."@@
<<endif>>\
Marty smashes his mouth to yours and the two of you swirl tongues while he unfastens his pants. You reach down and free his stiff cock from his boxer-briefs. He presses forward and you back up into the shower stall, where he grabs the lube he keeps in there for shower sexytimes. He squirts a liberal amount into your hand and you ply it all over his erection with one hand while fondling his sac with the other.
He plants his hands on the wall behind you and leans in to kiss your jaw and neck. You squeeze and twist your slick hand over his throbbing cock and he moans in appreciation. You pause to caress your thumb over and all around his cockhead, which never fails to make him shudder. Your lips meet his again for a passionate kiss as you resume stroking him.
You increase the pace and intensity, pressing two of your fingers against the vein running along the underside of his shaft as you work to milk the cum out of him. You can tell he's close now since he's lightly bucking his hips and groaning. Tilting your head to the side and over his shoulder, you gently nip his earlobe.
<<if $alex eq "handyboi">>\
@@.you;"Cum for me, baby. I want you to cum,"@@ you whisper in his ear. @@.you;"Give me what I want. Give it to me."@@
<<else>>\
@@.you2;"Cum for me, baby. I want you to cum,"@@ you whisper in his ear. @@.you2;"Give me what I want. Give it to me."@@
<<endif>>\
Marty moans as you swirl your tongue into his ear and tease his earlobe with your teeth. Still stroking him, you direct his twitching prick to the side just in time. He bucks his hips and emits a rumbly growl as he paints the wall beside you with several spurts of spunk.
You giggle and kiss him on the cheek while he rides out his orgasm. Carefully, you coax the last bit of seed from him before slowly stopping. He rests his head on your shoulder and kisses your neck.
@@.marty;"Alex, babe, you are absolutely amazing..."@@
<<if $alex eq "handyboi">>\
@@.you;"I know."@@
<<else>>\
@@.you2;"I know."@@
<<endif>>\
He chuckles and kisses your neck again. Then the doorbell sounds.
<center><img src="DZFAP/ding-dong.png"></center>\
@@.marty;"Uh oh, the boys are here."@@
<<if $alex eq "handyboi">>\
@@.you;"You better get that before they start to think perverted things. I'll clean up here."@@
<<else>>\
@@.you;"You better get that before they start to think perverted things. I'll clean up here."@@
<<endif>>\
Marty gives you peck on the lips.
@@.marty;"Thanks, babe. You sure are handy!"@@ He chuckles but then frowns a little. @@.marty;"Wait, are you okay? I mean, I didn't get a chance to--"@@
<<if $alex eq "handyboi">>\
@@.you;"Well, honestly, these shorts are so tight I feel like I'm wearing a chastity cage right now."@@
<<else>>\
@@.you;"Well, honestly, it's a good thing these shorts were already wet."@@
<<endif>>\
He laughs and says, @@.marty;"Okay, you know what? After the boys leave, I'm going to make you feel so damn good. Like, you don't even know, I'm going to take care of you so hard. Okay?"@@
<<if $alex eq "handyboi">>\
@@.you;"Okay. Deal."@@
<<else>>\
@@.you;"Okay. Deal."@@
<<endif>>\
@@.marty;"You'll see,"@@ he says as he fastens up his pants and goes to answer the door. @@.marty;"You're gonna have, like, fourteen orgasms. So many orgasms! And a foot massage! And we'll watch that terrible show you like and I won't say one word about it, because my tongue is going to be too busy in your bum!"@@
You laugh and shake your head as you use the shower to spritz Marty's spooge off the wall and down the drain. But you know he's not lying -- Marty always makes good on his promises and you're in for one hell of a pampered night.
@@.marty;"Alex, the guys are here!"@@ Marty calls.
<<if $alex eq "handyboi">>\
@@.you;"Be right there!"@@
<<else>>\
@@.you2;"Be right there!"@@
<<endif>>\
After patting yourself as dry as you can with a hand towel, you go to the bedroom to change. But after taking off your toolbelt and tossing it on the bed, you decide you might as well wear what you have on. Marty likes it, after all, and the boys sure as hell won't have any complaints. You kick out of your shower shoes and head to the living room to play some cards.
<<if $alex eq "handyboi">>\
<center>''Ending B2a: Marty's Handy Handyboy''</center>\
<<else>>\
<center>''Ending B2a: Marty's Handy Handygirl''</center>\
<<endif>>\<<if $alex eq "handyboi">>\
@@.you;"Let's save it for later, big boy. Your friends will be here soon."@@
<<else>>\
@@.you2;"Let's save it for later, big boy. Your friends will be here soon."@@
<<endif>>\
@@.marty;"Oh, all right then."@@ He smiles and shrugs. @@.marty;"Can't blame me for trying!"@@
<<if $alex eq "handyboi">>\
@@.you;"I'm going to clean up here. You go out there and get everything ready."@@
<<else>>\
@@.you2;"I'm going to clean up here. You go out there and get everything ready."@@
<<endif>>\
@@.marty;"You got it!"@@
Marty gives you a quick peck on the lips and hurries off to prepare for the card game. You grab one of the hand towels and pat yourself as dry as you can then then wipe up the splashes of water in on the floor. Noticing the spots on the mirror over the sink, you set about cleaning those off as well.
The doorbell sounds a couple minutes later.
<center><img src="DZFAP/ding-dong.png"></center>\
@@.marty;"Alex, the guys are here!"@@ Marty calls.
<<if $alex eq "handyboi">>\
@@.you;"Be right there!"@@
<<else>>\
@@.you2;"Be right there!"@@
<<endif>>\
After double-checking the mirror for spots, you go to the bedroom to change. But after taking off your toolbelt and tossing it on the bed, you decide you might as well wear what you have on. Marty likes it, after all, and the boys sure as hell won't have any complaints. You kick out of your shower shoes and head to the living room to play some cards.
<<if $alex eq "handyboi">>\
<center>''Ending B2b: Marty's Handyboy''</center>\
<<else>>\
<center>''Ending B2b: Marty's Handygirl''</center>\
<<endif>>\<<if $alex eq "swimboi">>\
@@.you;"All right, sure, I'll go swimming."@@
<<else>>\
@@.you2;"All right, sure, I'll go swimming."@@
<<endif>>\
@@.trish;"Yay! Come on, let's show Brandon how you look in your new swimsuit so I can rub it in his face."@@
Trish tugs you along as she returns to the living room. As soon as Brandon sees you, his eyes go wide and a big smile spreads across his face.
@@.brandon;"Whoa, Alex... that's definitely the right swimsuit for you!"@@
@@.trish;"Told you so!"@@ Trish says, sticking her tongue out at him.
She sits down on the couch and pats the spot next to her between her and Brandon. You plop down and Trish nuzzles against you and gently caresses your skin. Brandon puts his arm over your shoulders.
@@.brandon;"We'll head down to the pool after the movie."@@
@@.trish;"That'll be perfect,"@@ Trish says.
You try to get into the movie, but it was already halfway over and it's difficult to concentrate with Trish loving on you not to mention the warmth radiating from Brandon, which makes you feel so comfy you want to fall asleep. Thankfully the credits roll before you pass out.
Trish hops up to go change and Brandon loads the barbeque supplies into a paper bag.
@@.trish;"Let's go, babes!"@@ Trish urges, emerging from her bedroom in a conservative but flattering one-piece swimsuit.
The three of you amble down the winding sidewalk that leads through the middle of the apartment complex to the pool. Brandon uses her keycard on the gate, which boops in acceptance and clanks open to admit the group. Just as Trish had said, the pool area is vacant.
Trish immediately jumps into the pool while Brandon piles charcoal into one of the nearby grills. A flame wooshes into the air and then settles into crackling when Brandon lights the grill.
@@.brandon;"Twenty minutes to tofu sausage!"@@ he proclaims, wafting the flames with the styrofoam sausage tray.
@@.trish;"In the pool, Alex!"@@ demands Trish.
Not one to disobey the commands of your hot girlfriend, you two-step leap into the pool with a cannonball. Trish and Brandon laugh when you come back to the surface of the water choking and spitting.
<<if $alex eq "swimboi">>\
@@.you;"I forgot to hold my breath!"@@ you explain, gasping for air.
<<else>>\
@@.you2;"I forgot to hold my breath!"@@ you explain, gasping for air.
<<endif>>\
@@.trish;"You're such a goober, Alex."@@ Trish swims over to you. She takes your shoulders and eases you to the edge of pool, where she clamps her mouth to yours for a passionate kiss. Then she says, @@.trish;"That's just one of the many things we love so much about you."@@
@@.brandon;"No sex in the pool,"@@ Brandon chides, waggling his spatula towards a sign that has no such rule on it. @@.brandon;"We'll do it on the loungers over there."@@
@@.trish;"Won't your sausages burn?"@@ Trish asks, smirking.
@@.brandon;"The grill needs time to heat up, woman! Anyway, the only sausage you need to be concerned with is mine,"@@ Brandon says. @@.brandon;"Because I'm gonna need to stick it in you or Alex here in a minute, so you two need to decide who gets wienered before dinner."@@
@@.trish;"Well, Alex, which one of us is getting the sausage and which one of us is... eating out?"@@
<<if $alex eq "swimboi">>\
[[I'll get wienered by Brandon.|206 TakeItBoi]]
<<else>>\
[[I'll get wienered by Brandon.|206 TakeItGirl]]
<<endif>>\
[[Trish should take Brandon's wiener.|206 LickIt]]
[[They can have their fun, I'll do the BBQ.|206 LeaveIt]]<<if $alex eq "swimboi">>\
@@.you;"Sorry, Trish, I'm really tired after today. Can we postpone?"@@
<<else>>\
@@.you2;"Sorry, Trish, I'm really tired after today. Can we postpone?"@@
<<endif>>\
@@.trish;"Oh Alex, of course! Say, why don't you go get ready for bed and then I'll tuck you in?"@@
<<if $alex eq "swimboi">>\
@@.you;"Okay. Thanks."@@
<<else>>\
@@.you2;"Okay. Thanks."@@
<<endif>>\
Trish gives you a smooch and you go off to take a quick shower, brush your teeth, and get into your pajamas. Once you're in bed, Trish comes in and sits at your bedside to ask about your day while gently running her fingers through your hair, her fingernails gently grazing your scalp. It isn't long before you well asleep.
<center>''Ending B1d: Tripled-Up Sleepytime''</center>\<<if $alex eq "swimboi">>\
@@.you;"You take it,"@@ you tell Trish with a wink.
<<else>>\
@@.you2;"You take it,"@@ you tell Trish with a wink.
<<endif>>\
@@.trish;"You know I will!"@@
Trish gives you a peck on the lips and smiles. She grabs your hand and leads you to the pool stairs and then up and out. The two of you walk over to the loungers in the far corner of the pool area, which was as still not very secluded from view but would at least require someone to come in through the gate to see you.
She giggles as she removes her swimsuit. Then she helps you out of your top, slides your bottoms down your legs, and has you step out of them. Standing back up, she mashes her mouth to yours for a passionate kiss while tenderly stroking her fingers over your quickly slickening slit.
Brandon approaches the two of you, pausing for a moment to slide down his swim trunks and kick them away. His half-hard prick bobbles between his legs as he steps up to the two of you.
@@.trish;"I'm down for the pussy-pound,"@@ she tells him.
@@.brandon;"The wiener is most pleased with your decision."@@
Trish rolls her eyes. @@.trish;"Yeah, right, that wiener would agree to go anywhere warm and wet."@@
Brandon puts his hands on his hips and frowns at her.
@@.brandon;"That's not true at all,"@@ he counters. @@.brandon;"It's only interested in going into either you or Alex. I asked him. We had a very long conversation about this. He's as loyal a wiener as you're ever gonna meet."@@
@@.trish;"Seriously, wierdo? You talk to your dick?"@@
@@.brandon;"He gets lonely sometimes."@@
@@.trish;"How does he have any time to be lonely?! He's always getting sucked or fucking or getting a handy or even just the other day that footjob that left my toes all sticky!"@@
Brandon snaps his fingers and points to her. @@.brandon;"That was really nice, by the way. Definitely a new kink."@@
@@.trish;"Well no duh! But my point is, your wiener is living the rockstar lifestyle!"@@
@@.brandon;"That may be so,"@@ Brandon admits with a nod. @@.brandon;"But I don't envy him. I'm living my life with my two favorite people in the whole wide world, and that's all I ever want for the rest of my days."@@
Trish crosses her arms and stares at him, then looks away.
@@.trish;"You're not supposed to say things like that,"@@ she says, her voice cracking. @@.trish;"This is supposed to be sexy trash-talk foreplay, you know."@@
He steps forward and gives her a kiss on the forehead and then pulls you in to a big hug around both of you.
@@.brandon;"Anytime and anywhere with you both will always be the sexiest thing to me."@@
<<if $alex eq "swimboi">>\
@@.you;"You're really sappy,"@@ you tell him, trying to keep the emotion out of your voice. You reach down and wrap your hand around his erection, which had been poking your hip. @@.you;"Whoa... and you're hard as a rock!"@@
<<else>>\
@@.you2;"You're really sappy,"@@ you tell him, trying to keep the emotion out of your voice. You reach down and wrap your hand around his erection, which had been poking your hip. @@.you2;"Whoa... and you're hard as a rock!"@@
<<endif>>\
@@.brandon;"Told ya, sexiest thing."@@ He turns to smooch your lips. @@.brandon;"Now, let's get our fuck on. How about it?"@@
Trish slaps him playfully on the chest and slips out of the hug. @@.trish;"Fine, but you better bring it on to make up for that mushy stuff."@@
@@.brandon;"You got it, babe!"@@ He smirks at you. @@.brandon;"And you too of course, sexy."@@
<<if $alex eq "swimboi">>\
Trish guides you to lie upside-down on the lounger and then crawls on top of you on her hands and knees. She lowers down to support herself on her elbows and engulf your growing erection with her hot, wet mouth.
@@.trish;"Gawd, I love sucking your cock, Alex,"@@ she purrs. Her tongue swirls around your cockhead and her already slobbery lips clench down on your shaft. By the way she's absolutely savoring your prick, it's obvious she's not lying about enjoying giving you a blowjob.
<<else>>\
Trish guides you to lie upside-down on the lounger and then crawls on top of you on her hands and knees. She lowers down to support herself on her elbows and press her hot, wet mouth to your pussy.
@@.trish;"Gawd, I love the taste of you, Alex,"@@ she purrs.
Her tongue slathers across and delves into your sensitive folds. By the way she's absolutely savoring your cunt, it's obvious she's not lying about enjoying the taste.
<<endif>>\
Trish spreads her wide open legs for you. Taking the hint, you wrap your arms around her hips and lift your head to give her glistening labia a languid lick. She has a wonderfully sultry taste. She moans as you kiss and suck her purple-pink creases.
After allowing the two of you to warm up, Brandon steps up behind her and squeezes her bottom. His steely erection brushes against her inner thigh.
@@.trish;"Cock, please,"@@ she tells him, wiggling her booty a little.
@@.brandon;"Yes, ma'am!"@@
Thanks to your help in preparing her puss for the imminent pounding, Brandon's cock slides right into her awaiting pussy with a soft squishy sound. He sinks himself to the hilt inside her with an apprecitive sigh.
@@.brandon;"Oh, babe, you feel so good inside!"@@
You continue to slurp and suckle Trish's cunny with raw enthusiasm. Brandon starts to pump his prick in and out of her, slapping his hips to her ass, and you know she isn't going to last long with all of these delicious sensations. Her attention to your <<if $alex eq "swimboi">>cock<<else>>cunt<<endif>> becomes sporadic and pretty soon she is just resting her head against your thigh, drooling on you and panting heavily.
You don't much mind the inattention because it's exciting to have her be so suddenly helpless against the onslaught of your tongue and Brandon's thrusting cock. He continues to pummel her pussy and you lick and suck greedily on all the sensitive bits you can reach. Trish just limply lies there and emits increasingly slutty moans.
Then sudden she tenses up. Her fingers clutch into your thighs and she squeals with delight. Her legs wobble but you hold her in place so that you can keep eating her out and Brandon can keep jamming her full of dick.
<<if $alex eq "swimboi">>\
After several long moments of whimpering and shuddering, she eventually seems to come to her senses. Brandon is simply slamming her cunt now, drilling his dick deep inside her, but she starts slurping and swallowing your slong with renewed vigor. She tucks a slick finger into your butthole and strokes your boi-button. You drop back on lounger, unable to steady yourself up any longer. Her flawless technique practically demands an orgasm from you.
Soon enough, you're mewling and shuddering beneath her. A toe-curling orgasm thrums through your groin and stomach and a girlish moan escapes your lips. Your prick floods her mouth with jizz and she greedily gobbles all of your spunk down.
<<else>>\
After several long moments of whimpering and shuddering, she eventually seems to come to her senses. Brandon is simply slamming her cunt now, drilling his dick deep inside her, but she plunges into your neglected pussy with renewed vigor, licking and sucking with a wild passion. She slips two fingers inside you and works them in and out, curling them to stroke your g-spot just right. You drop back on lounger, unable to steady yourself up any longer. Her flawless technique practically demands an orgasm from you.
Soon enough, you're mewling and shuddering beneath her. Waves of shimmering orgasms wash over you as if you were in a bath of warm sparkling water. Trish holds you tight, sucking at your sopping cunt, as you ride out the euphoria.
<<endif>>\
<center><img src="DZFAP/oooh.png"></center>\
@@.brandon;"I'm gonna cum! I'm gonna cum!"@@ Brandon warns.
Usually Brandon will unload on Trish's stomach, ass, or tits, but you're both on the pill now and she loves the feeling of him finishing inside her.
@@.trish;"Do it, babe! Fill me up!"@@ she squeals.
@@.brandon;"Fuck yes!"@@
He growls and shudders. Trish laughs delightfully, bucking her ass back against Brandon. his thrusting abruptly slows down as he empties his load inside her.
After a couple minutes of everyone catching their breath, Brandon slips out of her. You see jizz bubble out of her pounded puss and some of it dribbles on your cheek and neck. You reach up to slap her butt.
<<if $alex eq "swimboi">>\
@@.you;"You're leaking!"@@ you shout, giggling.
<<else>>\
@@.you2;"You're leaking!"@@ you shout, giggling.
<<endif>>\
She swings her leg off the lounger and stands up. Then she helps you to your feet. Brandon gives Trish a long kiss, brushing back her hair, and then gives you a deep, sweet kiss as well.
Trish takes you hand and says, @@.trish;"Let's go clean up in the bathroom while our man-whore gets to grilling."@@
@@.brandon;"I may be a man-whore, but I have feelings, you know!"@@
@@.trish;"Ok, fine, <i>mushy</i> man-whore."@@
@@.brandon;"That's better."@@
@@.trish;"Ugh, that's not a compliment, you doof,"@@ she says with mock irritation. She pulls you along towards the restrooms. To you, she asks, @@.trish;"Can you believe how corny he is sometimes?"@@
<<if $alex eq "swimboi">>\
@@.you;"Yes. I kinda like it."@@
<<else>>\
@@.you2;"Yes. I kinda like it."@@
<<endif>>\
Trish smiles. @@.trish;"Me, too."@@
You giggle and squeeze her hand.
<center>''Ending B1b: Truly Tripled-Up''</center>\<<if $alex eq "swimboi">>\
@@.you;"I think I'll sit this one out, okay? You guys have some fun and I'll tend to the grill."@@
<<else>>\
@@.you2;"I think I'll sit this one out, okay? You guys have some fun and I'll tend to the grill."@@
<<endif>>\
@@.trish;"Okay! Thanks, Alex."@@
Trish splashes out of the pool and takes Brandon's hand to lead him over to a corner of the pool area. You get out of the pool and make sure the coals are spread evenly under the grill with a poker. Soon enough, sloppy-slappy sounds of sex can be heard from the loungers in the corner but you focus on stoking the coals for the sausages. Once the grill is ready, you line up the sausages on the grill and make sure they're getting evenly cooked.
Eventually Brandon and Trish amble back over to the grill area, both looking a bit sweaty.
@@.brandon;"Hey, nice job, Alex,"@@ Brandon compliments. @@.brandon;"You've got a knack for sausage-handling, huh?"@@
Trish gives him a playful slap on the shoulder.
@@.trish;"But really Alex those do look delicious -- and I'm starving!"@@
<<if $alex eq "swimboi">>\
@@.you;"They'll be done in a minute,"@@ you say, shooting them a smile.
<<else>>\
@@.you2;"They'll be done in a minute,"@@ you say, shooting them a smile.
<<endif>>\
<center>''Ending B1d: Tripled-Up BBQ Buddy''</center>\@@.you;"I'll take it,"@@ you tell Trish, feeling a hot flush in your cheeks with the statement.
Trish gives you a peck on the lips and smiles. She grabs your hand and leads you to the pool stairs and then up and out. The two of you walk over to the loungers in the far corner of the pool area, which was as still not very secluded from view but would at least require someone to come in through the gate to see you.
She giggles as she removes her swimsuit. Then she pulls your swim-shorts down your legs and has you step out of them. Standing back up, she mashes her mouth to yours for a passionate kiss while fondling your balls and quickly stiffening cock.
Brandon approaches the two of you, pausing for a moment to slide down his swim trunks and kick them away. His half-hard prick bobbles between his legs as he steps up to the two of you.
@@.trish;"Alex is on booty-duty,"@@ she tells him, giving your ass a squeeze.
@@.brandon;"The wiener is most pleased with your decision."@@
Trish rolls her eyes. @@.trish;"Yeah, right, that wiener would agree to go anywhere warm and wet."@@
Brandon puts his hands on his hips and frowns at her.
@@.brandon;"That's not true at all,"@@ he counters. @@.brandon;"It's only interested in going into either you or Alex. I asked him. We had a very long conversation about this. He's as loyal a wiener as you're ever gonna meet."@@
@@.trish;"Seriously, wierdo? You talk to your dick?"@@
@@.brandon;"He gets lonely sometimes."@@
@@.trish;"How does he have any time to be lonely?! He's always getting sucked or fucking or getting a handy or even just the other day that footjob that left my toes all sticky!"@@
Brandon snaps his fingers and points to her. @@.brandon;"That was really nice, by the way. Definitely a new kink."@@
@@.trish;"Well no duh! But my point is, your wiener is living the rockstar lifestyle!"@@
@@.brandon;"That may be so,"@@ Brandon admits with a nod. @@.brandon;"But I don't envy him. I'm living my life with my two favorite people in the whole wide world, and that's all I ever want for the rest of my days."@@
Trish crosses her arms and stares at him, then looks away.
@@.trish;"You're not supposed to say things like that,"@@ she says, her voice cracking. @@.trish;"This is supposed to be sexy trash-talk foreplay, you know."@@
He steps forward and gives her a kiss on the forehead and then pulls you in to a big hug around both of you.
@@.brandon;"Anytime and anywhere with you both will always be the sexiest thing to me."@@
@@.you;"You're really sappy,"@@ you tell him, trying to keep the emotion out of your voice. You reach down and wrap your hand around his erection, which had been poking your hip. @@.you;"Whoa... and you're hard as a rock!"@@
@@.brandon;"Told ya, sexiest thing."@@ He turns to smooch your lips. @@.brandon;"Now, let's get our fuck on. How about it?"@@
Trish slaps him playfully on the chest and slips out of the hug. @@.trish;"Fine, but you better bring it on to make up for that mushy stuff."@@
@@.brandon;"You got it, babe!"@@ He smirks at you. @@.brandon;"And you too of course, sexy."@@
Trish lies upside-down on a lounger and gestures for you to crawl on top of her on your hands and knees.
She wraps her arms around your hips and lifts herself up to engulf your growing erection in her hot, wet mouth. @@.trish;"Gawd, I love sucking your cock, Alex,"@@ she purrs. Her tongue swirls around your cockhead and her already slobbery lips clench down on your shaft. By the way she's absolutely savoring your prick, it's obvious she's not lying about enjoying giving you a blowjob.
Trish spreads her wide open legs for you. You sink down to support yourself on your elbows and Trish moans when you give her glistening labia a languid lick. She has a wonderfully sultry taste. She writhes beneath you as you kiss and suck her purple-pink creases.
Brandon's hands squeeze your bottom. His steely erection brushes against your inner thigh.
Then you suddenly feel his delightfully warm tongue on your backdoor pucker. You've learned very quickly that Brandon doesn't fuck around when he eats ass, he does it with serious zeal. This time is no exception. His tongue occassionally licks and swirls around your sensitive starfish but it's clear his primary goal is to breach you. You try to relax for him but his fervent attention constantly makes your whole body shudder with pleasure.
Once he's satisfied that you're prepped and properly lubed, Brandon stands up and nudges his cockhead against your asshole. You arch your back and lift your ass as best you can, and Brandon gently eases his spaded tip into your bum. You exhale a sharp breath as it slips inside you, wondering if you'll ever get used to that wonderful feeling. Slowly he sinks himself into you until your bunghole is spasming around the base of his cock.
Trish continues to bob her head up and down, slurping and swallowing your slong with raw enthusiasm. Brandon starts to pump his prick in and out of you, slapping his hips to your ass, and you know you aren't going to last much longer with all of these delicious sensations.
<center><img src="DZFAP/oooh.png"></center>\
Shoving your face into Trish's sopping pussy to stifle your moans, you shudder as your cock spits a squirt of jizz down Trish's gulping throat. But with Brandon excitedly fucking your ass, the orgasm seems to be draw out into infinity. Your legs shake and you groan as you fight to get the next squirt of cum out of you. Trish is sucking you with wild passion but Brandon's throbbing knob seems to delay your release with every thrust. You feel like you're going to explode!
Finally, your dick spurts out the rest of your load in three more full-body-shaking bursts. You mewl into Trish's cunt as she greedily gobbles your spunk down. Brandon is slamming your ass now, drilling his dick deep into your bowels. Even as your orgasm fades away, being fucked still feels absolutely amazing.
You plunge into Trish's puss with renewed vigor, determined to make her feel as good as she has you. You slip two of your fingers inside her and work them in and out, curling them to stroke her g-spot. She drops back onto the lounger, panting and whimpering.
@@.brandon;"I'm gonna cum! I'm gonna cum!"@@ Brandon warns, his fingers digging into your ass cheeks.
You feel a warmth spread inside you and his thrusting abruptly slows down as he empties his load in your bowels. Trish squeals, tipping over the edge, and her thighs clamp onto your head as the orgasm washes over her. You sink your fingers into her sopping pussy and gently stroking your fingertips inside as her cunt spasms around them. You keep licking and sucking for several long moments until she starts to squirm away from you. After easing your fingers out, you kiss her around her mound and thighs as she settles down.
Brandon slips out of you and you feel hot jizz bubble out of your pounded pucker. Trish starts laughing. You turn to look over your shoulder and see that some of the spunk has dribbled onto her cheek and neck. She reaches up to slap your butt.
@@.trish;"Over-filled you, huh?"@@ she asks, giggling.
You swing your leg off her and stand up. Your knees feel weak and wobbly. A trail of churned cum leaks down your leg.
@@.you;"Yikes... he really did!"@@
Brandon gives you a long kiss, brushing back your hair, and Trish stands up to give each of you a kiss as well. Then she takes your hand.
@@.trish;"Let's go clean up in the bathroom while this perverted ass-fucker gets to grilling."@@
@@.brandon;"You saw how much Alex liked it, babe!"@@
@@.trish;"I know, I saw!"@@ she says with mock irritation. She pulls you along towards the restrooms. To you, she says, @@.trish;"Don't tell him, but I am definitely taking it in the butt next time."@@
You giggle and squeeze her hand.
<center>''Ending B1b: Truly Tripled-Up''</center>\@@.you2;"I'll take it,"@@ you tell Trish, feeling a hot flush in your cheeks with the statement.
Trish gives you a peck on the lips and smiles. She grabs your hand and leads you to the pool stairs and then up and out. The two of you walk over to the loungers in the far corner of the pool area, which was as still not very secluded from view but would at least require someone to come in through the gate to see you.
She giggles as she removes her swimsuit. Then she helps you out of your top, slides your bottoms down your legs, and has you step out of them. Standing back up, she mashes her mouth to yours for a passionate kiss while tenderly stroking her fingers over your quickly slickening slit.
Brandon approaches the two of you, pausing for a moment to slide down his swim trunks and kick them away. His half-hard prick bobbles between his legs as he steps up to the two of you.
@@.trish;"Alex is down for a pussy-pound,"@@ she tells him, giving your ass a squeeze.
@@.brandon;"The wiener is most pleased with your decision."@@
Trish rolls her eyes. @@.trish;"Yeah, right, that wiener would agree to go anywhere warm and wet."@@
Brandon puts his hands on his hips and frowns at her.
@@.brandon;"That's not true at all,"@@ he counters. @@.brandon;"It's only interested in going into either you or Alex. I asked him. We had a very long conversation about this. He's as loyal a wiener as you're ever gonna meet."@@
@@.trish;"Seriously, wierdo? You talk to your dick?"@@
@@.brandon;"He gets lonely sometimes."@@
@@.trish;"How does he have any time to be lonely?! He's always getting sucked or fucking or getting a handy or even just the other day that footjob that left my toes all sticky!"@@
Brandon snaps his fingers and points to her. @@.brandon;"That was really nice, by the way. Definitely a new kink."@@
@@.trish;"Well no duh! But my point is, your wiener is living the rockstar lifestyle!"@@
@@.brandon;"That may be so,"@@ Brandon admits with a nod. @@.brandon;"But I don't envy him. I'm living my life with my two favorite people in the whole wide world, and that's all I ever want for the rest of my days."@@
Trish crosses her arms and stares at him, then looks away.
@@.trish;"You're not supposed to say things like that,"@@ she says, her voice cracking. @@.trish;"This is supposed to be sexy trash-talk foreplay, you know."@@
He steps forward and gives her a kiss on the forehead and then pulls you in to a big hug around both of you.
@@.brandon;"Anytime and anywhere with you both will always be the sexiest thing to me."@@
@@.you2;"You're really sappy,"@@ you tell him, trying to keep the emotion out of your voice. You reach down and wrap your hand around his erection, which had been poking your hip. @@.you2;"Whoa... and you're hard as a rock!"@@
@@.brandon;"Told ya, sexiest thing."@@ He turns to smooch your lips. @@.brandon;"Now, let's get our fuck on. How about it?"@@
Trish slaps him playfully on the chest and slips out of the hug. @@.trish;"Fine, but you better bring it on to make up for that mushy stuff."@@
@@.brandon;"You got it, babe!"@@ He smirks at you. @@.brandon;"And you too of course, sexy."@@
Trish lies upside-down on a lounger and gestures for you to crawl on top of her on your hands and knees.
She wraps her arms around your hips and lifts herself up to press her hot, wet mouth to your pussy. @@.trish;"Gawd, I love the taste of you, Alex,"@@ she purrs. Her tongue slathers across and delves into your sensitive folds. By the way she's absolutely savoring your cunt, it's obvious she's not lying about enjoying the taste.
Trish spreads her wide open legs for you. You sink down to support yourself on your elbows and Trish moans when you give her glistening labia a languid lick. She has a wonderfully sultry taste. She writhes beneath you as you kiss and suck her purple-pink creases.
Brandon's hands squeeze your bottom. His steely erection brushes against your inner thigh.
@@.brandon;"You want it in the ass or puss, Alex?"@@ he asks sweetly, caressing your back.
[[Get that cock in my pussy, please!|207 BrandonPussy]]
[[I want Brandon to fuck my ass!|207 BrandonAnal]]@@.you2;"Pussy, please,"@@ you tell him, giving your booty a little wiggle.
@@.brandon;"Yes, ma'am!"@@
Thanks to Trish's expert pussy-pleasing, Brandon's cock is warmly welcomed into your sopping-wet cunt. He sinks himself to the hilt with an appreciative sigh.
@@.brandon;"Ooh Sexy, you feel so good inside!"@@
Trish continues slurp and suckle your pussy with raw enthusiasm. Brandon starts to pump his prick in and out of you, slapping his hips to your ass, and you know you aren't going to last much longer with all of these delicious sensations. It's quickly becoming difficult to pay proper attention to Trish with the growingly overwhelming sensory overload. Pretty soon you are just panting with your head resting against her thigh, barely able to use your tongue for anything other than drooling.
For her part, Trish doesn't seem to mind your inattention. Her lips and tongue don't let up even as Brandon increases the pace. His cock pummels your puss, his every thrust ramming pleasure into your body, and Trish greedily laps it up. Being fucked and eaten out at the same time requires every neuron to process the sensations. You're reduced to lying there limply and emitting increasingly slutty moans. But then your body suddenly tenses up. Your fingers clutch into Trish's thighs as an orgasm slams into you like a semi-truck.
<center><img src="DZFAP/oooh.png"></center>\
Your legs shake and you groan as you fight to stay sane in the face of such euphoria. You feel like you could lose yourself here, in ecstasy, with delicious electricity crackling through your body and sparking off every single one of your nerves. The mind-boggling bliss slowly subsides, leaving you shivering in glittery after-orgasms and moaning like whore.
Eventually, your awareness returns. Brandon is simply slamming your cunt now, drilling his dick deep inside you. Even with the orgasms fading away, being fucked still feels absolutely amazing. You plunge into Trish's puss with renewed vigor, determined to make her feel as good as she has you. You slip two of your fingers inside her and work them in and out, curling them to stroke her g-spot just as she had done for you. She drops back onto the lounger, panting and whimpering. The technique is clearly paying off.
Soon enough, Trish is mewling and shuddering beneath you.
@@.trish;"Oh-fuck-oh-fuck-oh-yes-oh-fuck-Alex-oh-fuck!"@@
@@.brandon;"I'm gonna cum! I'm gonna cum!"@@ Brandon warns, his fingers digging into your ass cheeks.
Usually Brandon will unload on your stomach, ass, or tits, but you're on the pill now and you want to know what it feels like to have him finish inside you.
@@.you2;"Cum inside me, Brandon!"@@ you tell him. @@.you2;"Fill me up!"@@
@@.brandon;"Fuck yes!"@@
He growls and you feel a warmth spread inside you. His thrusting abruptly slows down as he empties his load in your cunt. The sensation is wonderful, like a feeling of accomplishment and a reward for a job well done.
Trish squeals, tipping over the edge, and her thighs clamp onto your head as the orgasm washes over her. You sink your fingers into her sopping pussy and gently stroking your fingertips inside as her cunt spasms around them.You keep licking and sucking for several long moments until she starts to squirm away from you. After easing your fingers out, you kiss her around her mound and thighs as she settles down.
Brandon slips out of you and you feel hot jizz bubble out of your pounded puss. Trish starts laughing. You turn to look over your shoulder and see that some of the spunk has dribbled onto her cheek and neck. She reaches up to slap your butt.
@@.trish;"Over-filled you, huh?"@@ she asks, giggling.
You swing your leg off her and stand up. Your knees feel weak and wobbly. A trail of churned cum leaks down your leg.
@@.you2;"Yikes... he really did!"@@
Brandon gives you a long kiss, brushing back your hair, and Trish stands up to give each of you a kiss as well. Then she takes your hand.
@@.trish;"Let's go clean up in the bathroom while our man-whore gets to grilling."@@
@@.brandon;"I may be a man-whore, but I have feelings, you know!"@@
@@.trish;"Ok, fine, <i>mushy</i> man-whore."@@
@@.brandon;"That's better."@@
@@.trish;"Ugh, that's not a compliment, you doof,"@@ she says with mock irritation. She pulls you along towards the restrooms. To you, she asks, @@.trish;"Can you believe how corny he is sometimes?"@@
@@.you2;"Yes. I kinda like it."@@
Trish smiles. @@.trish;"Me, too."@@
You giggle and squeeze her hand.
<center>''Ending B1c: Truly Tripled-Up''</center>\@@.you2;"Ass, please,"@@ you tell him, giving your booty a little wiggle.
@@.brandon;"Yes, ma'am!"@@
Then you suddenly feel his delightfully warm tongue on your backdoor pucker. You've learned very quickly that Brandon doesn't fuck around when he eats ass; he does it with serious zeal. This time is no exception. His tongue occassionally licks and swirls around your sensitive starfish but it's clear his primary goal is to breach you. You try to relax for him but his fervent attention constantly makes your whole body shudder with pleasure.
Once he's satisfied that you're prepped and properly lubed, Brandon stands up and nudges his cockhead against your asshole. You arch your back and lift your ass as best you can, and Brandon gently eases his spaded tip into your bum. You exhale a sharp breath as it slips inside you, wondering if you'll ever get used to that wonderful feeling. Slowly he sinks himself into you until your bunghole is spasming around the base of his cock.
Trish continues slurp and suckle your pussy with raw enthusiasm. Brandon starts to pump his prick in and out of you, slapping his hips to your ass, and you know you aren't going to last much longer with all of these delicious sensations. It's quickly becoming difficult to pay proper attention to Trish with the growingly overwhelming sensory overload. Pretty soon you are just panting with your head resting against her thigh, barely able to use your tongue for anything other than drooling.
For her part, Trish doesn't seem to mind your inattention. Her lips and tongue don't let up. She slips two slippery digits inside you and starts pumping them in and out of your aching pussy while stroking your g-spot. You whimper helplessly between ragged gasps for breath. Brandon is now excitedly fucking your ass, his every thrust ramming pleasure into your body. Your fingers clutch into Trish's thighs as an orgasm slams into you like a semi-truck.
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Your legs shake and you groan as you fight to stay sane in the face of such euphoria. You feel like you could lose yourself here, in ecstasy, with delicious electricity crackling through your body and sparking off every single one of your nerves. The mind-boggling bliss slowly subsides, leaving you shivering in glittery after-orgasms and moaning like whore.
Eventually, your awareness returns. Brandon is slamming your ass now, drilling his dick deep into your bowels. Even with the orgasms fading away, being fucked still feels absolutely amazing. You plunge into Trish's puss with renewed vigor, determined to make her feel as good as she has you. You slip two of your fingers inside her and work them in and out, curling them to stroke her g-spot just as she had done for you. She drops back onto the lounger, panting and whimpering. The technique is clearly paying off.
Soon enough, Trish is mewling and shuddering beneath you.
@@.trish;"Oh-fuck-oh-fuck-oh-yes-oh-fuck-Alex-oh-fuck!"@@
@@.brandon;"I'm gonna cum! I'm gonna cum!"@@ Brandon warns, his fingers digging into your ass cheeks.
You feel a warmth spread inside you and his thrusting abruptly slows down as he empties his load in your guts.
Trish squeals, tipping over the edge, and her thighs clamp onto your head as the orgasm washes over her. You sink your fingers into her sopping pussy and gently stroking your fingertips inside as her cunt spasms around them.You keep licking and sucking for several long moments until she starts to squirm away from you. After easing your fingers out, you kiss her around her mound and thighs as she settles down.
Brandon slips out of you and you feel hot jizz bubble out of your pounded pucker. Trish starts laughing. You turn to look over your shoulder and see that some of the spunk has dribbled onto her cheek and neck. She reaches up to slap your butt.
@@.trish;"Over-filled you, huh?"@@ she asks, giggling.
You swing your leg off her and stand up. Your knees feel weak and wobbly. A trail of churned cum leaks down your leg.
@@.you2;"Yikes... he really did!"@@
Brandon gives you a long kiss, brushing back your hair, and Trish stands up to give each of you a kiss as well. Then she takes your hand.
@@.trish;"Let's go clean up in the bathroom while this perverted ass-fucker gets to grilling."@@
@@.brandon;"You saw how much Alex liked it, babe!"@@
@@.trish;"I know, I saw!"@@ she says with mock irritation. She pulls you along towards the restrooms. To you, she says, @@.trish;"Don't tell him, but I am definitely taking it in the butt next time."@@
You giggle and squeeze her hand.
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