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When my friend - a slime, which was weird enough by itself - suggested that I should _wear_her, I hesitated at first. She stared at me like a puppy.

"Oh, come on. We're best friends, aren't we?" she whined playfully. "Just wear me like a suit."

"Is this some kind of kink thing?" I laughed, grabbing another slice of the pizza we'd ordered earlier. Me and her - Rain, as she was named in my language, though her actual name sounded more like rain falling on polished wood - had known each other for years, now. Originally, we'd met in college, and although I was just a regular vixen and her an amorphous slime that could take just about any shape, we hit it off.

Yes, I'm aware that finding a slime at a college is unusual. Most of them didn't have the kind of intellect - or even sapience - that Rain possessed. She credited it to particularly curious parents who had given her the best of them both. But we'd never really talked about sex. Much less her wanting me to _wear_her.

"So how would that work? You just swallow me up like those Gelatinous Cubes?" I asked, trying to not giggle out of fear of hurting her feelings. Yes, we certainly played D&D.

"Well, basically. I'd be a living suit for you. I read about someone else doing it, and it sounds like a ton of fun," she laughed wetly.

I looked at her carefully. Rain was more than a little mischievous at times, which probably came naturally when you could take any shape you wanted. I didn't notice any signs of that, but at the same time, that didn't mean they weren't there.

"And what would we do?" I asked.

She stared at me, forgetting to imitate blinking again. Her eyes weren't even where I saw them, but she always kept an anthropomorphic shape when talking to people, which I appreciated. In reality, she didn't have eyes, as far as I understood. Instead she saw the world through some combination of psychic energy and echolocation, but the way she described the world, it didn't sound too unlike what I saw.

"Well," she started. "We could go to a party. See how long it takes anyone to figure out there are two of us. Or you could just take a nap if you wanted," Rain grinned. Her tail wagged clumsily behind her. She particularly liked taking a vulpine shape just like mine, though she couldn't quite figure out the right shade of orange.

"Where'd you even get this idea?" I prodded her, wanting to know more about how her brain worked.

"Saw it in a movie. Um, detectives, right. The lead detective wears his slime friend like armor," Rain replied. That sounded like absolute bullshit, because I'd definitely never heard of a movie like that, but just then, my phone rang and distracted me.

As fate would have it, I completely forgot about asking Rain about that bizarre movie while telling my parents that everything was going great, as I'd been doing every few days for a few years, now. They'd never get used to me living on my own.

"So how about it?" she asked when I finally, half an hour later, could put down the phone and refocus my attention on the cooling pizza.

"How about w- oh, the suit thing?" I mumbled after just taking a bite and my mouth being full of pizza. "Fine. Where do you want to go, though? Just have a walk around the neighbourhood?"

Rain smiled broadly. "Well, there's a party happening not too far from here. Could go there!"

"A party?" I asked. It was the weekend, so a party wasn't a bad idea. It'd just be a little weird to go to one wearing my best friend like some sort of crazed serial killer. But I suppose nobody would really see it like that. Rain could become almost translucent if she wanted to, to the point she was hard to even notice. "Right, I guess we could. And if I want you to get off me?"

"Well, just wiggle around a lot. I'll notice eventually," she smiled.

I let out a drawn-out sigh. It was a very silly plan, but on the other hand, going to a party like that seemed just silly enough that it might actually be fun. Rain approached with that glimmering excitement in her translucent faux-eyes that I'd never understand how she managed to mimic so well.

"So, do I take my clothes off, or...?" I asked.

"Yeah. I'll put the clothes on over me instead," Rain giggled. "Just strip."

Oh, the things we do for friends. I undid my shirt, my jeans, and my bra, pulling them off one by one, and finally shivering as I took off my comfortably warm underwear too. One thing was, at least, comforting; I'd never feel weird being naked with my slime friend, who instantly shed all her clothes the moment the opportunity allowed it. Even slimes were required to wear them to work despite not really having any genitalia unless they wanted to have them. It was a pointless tradition that Rain was happy to escape whenever she could.

Not that she didn't like dresses on occasion, but her sensibilities were _rather_different from mine. Whereas I dressed soft and comfortable, modest and warm, Rain - when she bothered - wore the skimpiest tops she could find, and skirts so short they barely even hid her pussy. Which, of course, she kept visible even though she didn't have to. She always said she liked the idea of clothes just barely hiding it.

Did I mention that she was a very lust-driven woman? You wouldn't think it of something without visible genitalia, but the way Rain described it to me was that when in the mood, her entire body was a massive erogenous zone. I couldn't help but to feel a little jealous at that. I'd seen her with dozens of men and a handful of women over the few years we'd known each other, and she assured me she'd had many times that number of partners in total. I didn't mind. It was 2023, nobody minded a free-spirited and horny woman.

It just wasn't for me.

Either way, as instructed by Rain, I laid down on the bed, and she quickly climbed on top of me. It was surprisingly sensual feeling her ever so slightly sticky body press against mine. Then, the weirdest sensation followed; Rain slowly relaxed, and her body melted over mine, slowly slipping onto me like a, well, condom onto a cock. Or a gelatinous cube onto unsuspecting adventurers. I had to fight the urge to giggle at the thought, and her body tickling mine didn't help. Soon enough I was squirming as she spread herself evenly around me, coating every part bar for a little hole for my nose that I could breathe through.

Then, I sat up. Or rather, Rain sat up, moving my body for me. That felt incredibly bizarre. Then she spoke. I had no idea where her mouth was, but I heard her loud and clear, and on top of that, she moved my mouth for emphasis, which made me feel like I was talking for her. Like I said, incredibly strange.

"Well, this is neat. You're like a, like a..." she giggled, raising my arms and wiggling my fingers. You could barely see her covering me with how thinly spread she was, and she was still strong enough to move my body completely without my input. I tried to clench my fist, but I couldn't fight her control.

"Oh, that? Just a paralytic," Rain laughed. "Makes this a little easier. Don't worry, it'll wear off really quickly once I hop off you."

Wait, a goddamn paralytic? She hadn't mentioned anything about any drugs, and I realized that I couldn't as much as move a muscle unless she did it for me. Best friend or not, I felt violated.

"Just relax," she told me. "Let's go have some fun!"

I watched, from a first-person perspective, as my body was walked into the bedroom, where Rain began to dig through my drawers. She tossed aside my favorite sweater, even my favorite halter top, until she finally found a terribly revealing shirt I'd bought when I was eighteen and in my "wanting to look sexy" phase. That thing had cleavage so deep it was impossible not to stare at, and was cropped so high up that you could almost see the underside of my tits in it.

I wanted to protest, to tell her there was no way I, an adult woman, would go out dressed in that, but of course, I couldn't say anything. Rain hummed merrily as she dug through my drawers for a while longer, until she found a thong - I couldn't even remember buying one - and the shortest skirt I had. What are you doing, Rain? Why are we dressed up like total sluts?

Finally, she spritzed some perfume on us, and called a cab while trying to squeeze her feet into my nicest heels. They were a little tight owing to there being two_of us, but her body was amorphous enough that she managed to squeeze in. If only _just.

From what I could tell, she was probably adding some sort of calming substance to her slime, too, because I didn't feel nearly as alarmed as I should've; just slightly uneasy as we headed out the door. Eventually she'd have to let me go, and then, well. I doubted we'd be friends any longer. For now, though, I had no choice but see where she was taking me. Sure enough the cab was waiting outside, and just as surely, the driver - a dog, of course - stared at my scantily clad body with shameless lust. While I would've slapped him and demanded a different driver, Rain seemed to relish the attention. I could feel her growing a little warmer around me.

"Heading to a party, young miss?" the driver grinned. "You sure are dressed the part."

"Mm. Just felt like I had to really let loose," Rain spoke, as me, moving my mouth to match, and jumped into the cab.

The feeling being puppeted like that was absolutely bizarre, and more than a little dissociative, and on top of that, she seemed to intentionally be steering the conversation somewhere I desperately didn't want it to go.

"Well, why not, you could start right here. You know, I do offer pretty girls free rides sometimes," the dog grinned. I couldn't even tell what breed he was; as far as appearances went, it looked like a little bit of everything.

I leaned in against my will. "Oh, do you now?" Rain purred, clearly interested in what I viewed as a terrible, perverted proposal. "Do you think I'm pretty enough?"

Did she really not get enough attention as her natural self? It was either that, or it was using my body against my will that turned her on. Her body massaged mine, especially between my legs, and though most of me was numb, my pussy quickly responded to her enveloping touch with a familiar tingliness.

"Well, I sure like to think you are, but it's a little hard to tell with you all the way over there," the mutt smiled. "Easier with your head on my lap, y'know."

Ugh. He groped his crotch, squeezing the bulge that'd formed already. I knew exactly where this was going and I wanted to gag at the thought. Instead, I, guided by Rain, obediently placed my head in the dog's lap just as he undid his zipper. The expression on his face told me he couldn't believe his luck, about to get his cock sucked by a young woman like me. He must've been around forty, but Rain wasn't nearly as picky as I was. I could smell his musky desire as he fished his cock out - a fairly impressive seven or so inches or slick and quickly hardening canine meat - and let it flop against my muzzle.

"Just a little party treat for you while I figure out about that free ride. Go on, enjoy it," he laughed. "You like that, hm, you pretty little thing?"

His hand brushed through my hair, patting me as if I was his pet or something. The situation as so insanely degrading, and it only got worse when Rain dutifully opened my mouth and engulfed the dog's musky cock. She moaned, too, like a hungry slut, bobbing my head up and down on his hardness, while at the same time continuing to knead my damned pussy in a vain attempt to get me on board.

Don't get me wrong, it was hot. But only in a physical sense. I was furious at them both despite how Rain rubbed and pinched my stiffly throbbing clit. She kept me at it for what felt like five minutes, before I felt the groaning, lecherous dog's hand tighten around my head as he pulled me down onto his length, until my lips smushed against his knot.

"Mmh, gonna cum, babe. Enjoy your treat," he huffed, stuttering as I felt his cock lurch in my mouth. He swelled up, and then throbbed hard, and before I knew it, his thick, hot cum erupted against the back of my throat, all but forcing me to swallow. And I - or rather, Rain - just kept sucking, nursing on his twitching cock while he growled and groaned, letting it all out. After the first few forceful spurts, it slowed to a trickle, and I was still dutifully swallowing. He tasted bitter, but it seemed Rain enjoyed the taste with how she intensified her rubbing of my clit until I was shivering against my will.

"That's a good_slut," the dog slurred, almost knocked out by how well I had drained him. When his grip slackened, Rain pulled my head off his cock and opened my mouth with a wide grin to show I'd swallowed all of his spilled seed. "_Very good. God, if I had more to give, I'd put a pup or two in that slut belly of yours, too."

"Mm, I wish you could," Rain moaned in her most seductive voice.

"Next time, sugar," he panted. "Gotta get back to work... which reminds me, where were you going?"

Rain gave him the address while slipping a hand under my skirt to tease me further. Fortunately, the cabbie was well and truly spent; he made no further advances, and I thanked my lucky stars for that. It was as close to a fertile day as it'd get, and I had absolutely no desire to have his pups. I didn't desire anyone's_pups, but a sleazy asshole like him? That was a _firm no.

He still leaned in to kiss me as he pulled up at the house, though, and Rain, again to my dismay, accepted the gesture with a giggle rather than slapping him. I then found myself walked to the house with a seductive sway of my hips as he drew off. I could still taste his cum in my mouth.

As they usually do with any moderately attractive woman, the guy at the entrance waved me in. The place seemed to be a frat house, but I didn't even know what kind of party this was, only that the music was ear-shatteringly loud. As I walked into the house, everyone I saw was male. I felt Rain shiver with desire around me.

In dim lighting like this, she was almost completely invisible. If anything, it looked like I was clad in latex that didn't quite cover all of me. That meant there was no chance of anyone realizing I was being forced into this. It didn't take a genius to figure out what Rain's intentions were. And I was going to do whatever my perverted friend could think of, while every young, horny man only saw my face. That - much to my chagrin - was the first real sting of arousal I'd felt. It was so utterly perverted and dirty that my pussy clenched without even needing Rain's merciless kneading.

"Mm. Most of you mammals aren't into slimes like me," I heard Rain whisper quietly. "But they are into you. Can you feel them all staring?"

I could. Just as she said it, we entered the living room. Or rather, the party area. I don't know, I'd never been to any kind of frat or sorority, myself. But it was _full_of men of various species, all in various degrees of intoxication, and everything but the music stopped the moment I stepped inside. I was the _only_woman there, at least from what I could see - the whole thing seemed like some kind of initiation party for new joins, which for a fraternity was naturally a sausage party - and I was dressed like a cheap hooker.

I heard someone whistle appreciatively, and Rain made me strike a rather suggestive pose. God, I would stick her into a blender for this. I'd never felt so incredibly violated, being forced to act like a total slut. No, not even_like_ a slut, I was going to be a slut. The room smelled like cheap beer, sweaty gym socks, and pent-up testosterone, and if there was one thing I knew about teenagers - having been one myself only a couple of years ago - was that they had zero standards. Teenage boys especially, even if they were technically adults. It felt like it had been forever ago for me.

I was on my last year of college, and I'd never gone to a single party like this. I'd had sex, but not with strangers. Mentally, I pleaded with Rain to just get us out of there, but of course, to no avail. She couldn't read my thoughts, and she merrily ignored whatever little twitches I could muster. I tried to close my eyes as the crowd gathered around me, looking at me like a piece of meat. A fucking party favor to take out their lust on.

I felt someone slide a hand under my skirt. Rain quickly moved away from that part so whoever the molester was could feel my warm, soft fur, only a little damp from being in touch with her. Someone else was quickly, eagerly squeezing my breasts a split second after as the first broke the eyes.

"Who brought us this horny vixen?" someone laughed. His hand slipped lower, a finger tracing the outline of my lips through the very think fabric of the thong.

"Oh, probably Jason, she must be one of the cheerleaders. They're all easy sluts," someone else replied with a drunken slur to his voice.

"Mm-hm," Rain replied. "And I'll let all of you handsome studs fuck me if you'd like," she purred. "Won't even need a condom, I'm on the pill."

What? I wasn't on the pill, or any_sort of contraception! Worse yet, I was in heat! Fucking _heat, and my best friend was about to make me spread my legs to all these horny idiots at the peak of their virility! I'd stick Rain into a goddamn microwave for this, or a meat smoker.

"Naw, naw, this is way too good to be true," a bull laughed. "What's the catch? Guys, which one of you put her up to this?"

Yes, yes, I wanted to yell. Entirely too good to be true.

"Hell, I don't know her. But she's pretty damn soaking wet. Must be one of the sluts from Humanities, all uptight and pretending like they don't want some cock," the asshole fingering my increasingly wet sex chuckled. "Probably finally realized that student life wasn't for her. I mean, come smell her."

The circle of men around me drew closer, and by now, only a few weren't totally focused on me. I shuddered in desperation, and yet, also lust. If it wasn't for me being the main character of the show about to unfold, it might've even been erotic. As a fantasy. Not reality. That was one of the things Rain had always had difficulties with understanding, other than boundaries. For the slimes, being able to take any shape they wanted, reality and fantasy blurred together far more than they did for us.

And that was me trying to escape into my own thoughts. It worked, too, until someone yanked my shirt up over my breasts, leaving them bare for anyone to gawk at. I blushed, but more than anything I felt afraid of what was happening. Rain really was going to offer me to these horny young men like a piece of meat.

"Mmh, like them?" she murmured, shaking my upper body just enough to make my tits bounce and jiggle. Our audience seemed to love it.

"Ah, fuck it, I'll go first," a wolf commented, grabbing my arm and pulling me over to the nearby couch, only for a pony to stop him.

"The fuck you will, you'll stay tied with her all night. I want a piece of that pussy too!" the pony neighed. "I'll go first."

"What, and stretch her out to horse size so none of us can feel anything?" a fox growled, tossing an empty plastic cup at the pony.

The pony rolled his eyes. "Fine, fine. We'll go in order of size I guess. Smallest first."

I watched, with morbid fascination, as one after the other they shamelessly whipped out of their cocks to measure against each other. The smallest I saw before someone pushed me over the edge of the couch was _average,_at worst some five inches. Plenty enough to violate me. Certainly sufficient to get their dangerous cum deep enough into me to saddle me with some stranger's pups for nine months and then eighteen more years.

Why did that thought make me clench? I think, even if it hadn't been for Rain's control of my body, I would've been squirming rather suggestively. Pressing my thighs together like an oversexed teenager. Not that I was too far from a teenager, but...

I casually spread my legs.

"Hey hey hey, I wanna see her tits," someone called out. "Let's do it missionary."

"Well fuck it, just flip her over when it's your turn," someone else replied. Everyone was just a nameless masculine voice to me, and hearing them talk about me like that made me shiver.

"On that sofa?" the first speaker scoffed. "She'll break her back, at least take her to bed."

"I mean yeah we got that bed upstairs," a third voice spoke. That one must've been the host. "But god, don't get it dirty, we gotta-"

Rain gave a squeak as someone hoisted me up and carried me to a bedroom upstairs. I was unceremoniously tossed in bed while the crowd followed us. Once upon a time, before they turned it not a frat house, this must've been the master bedroom. The décor was too old for a college-aged boy, for sure, and I was trying my hardest not to think about what was coming. Again, Rain spread my legs for me, and pulled my skirt up to around my waist.

"Well, don't keep me waiting, boys," she purred. "I want all the cock you've got."

After some more squabbling, the first of them - the fox who'd been complaining, more slender than most but still distinctly masculine, joined me on the bed. He knelt between my legs and carelessly groped my tits, too horny to even notice the slight dampness of Rain covering most of me. Clumsily he unbuttoned his jeans and fished his cock out. Despite his visibly intoxication - I could smell the booze on his breath as he leaned over me - he was hard as steel. Eager and ready to unwittingly breed someone. Me.

He hesitated, though. For a moment, I could see him wrestling with the devil on his shoulder. He wanted to fuck me badly, with how his cock was throbbing at the sight of my bared, vulnerable, and probably pretty inviting pussy. At the same time, despite the booze and the masculine single-minded horniness, he probably felt that there was something wrong with the situation.

"Yeah? You gonna fuck her or what? Rest of us wanna get out rocks off too," one of his friends yelled from the door.

"Y-yeah yeah, chill for a bit, gotta make sure the lady's comfortable," he replied. But for all that inner struggle, the peer pressure combined with his horniness won, and it won easily. Because the next moment, he hunched over me and guided his cock towards my cunt. I felt his tip brush against my folds, and with an impulsive, instinctive twitch, he slid into me. He gasped, and Rain gasped too, no doubt feeling it just as vividly as I did.

The fox, for his part, seemed to be in instant bliss the moment he first pushed inside. His mouth fell open and he screwed his eyes shut, visibly relishing the sensation in the most way men did, in my experience. "Oo-oh, fuck, she feels amazing," he groaned.

He felt amazing too. But that didn't change the fact that he, a total stranger, was buried balls deep inside me without any protection, using my pussy like a fleshlight when he started thrusting, aggressively and clumsily. He almost seemed like a virgin with how much energy he put into it, shaking the entire bed while jackhammering into my wet cunt.

Don't cum inside me, I tried to say. Don't tie with me.

"Mmh, keep going! Cum inside me! I want to feel that knot," was what Rain actually had me saying. Begging for a stranger's virile sperm inside my perfectly eager pussy. I didn't want to get pregnant, and yet, I had no choice. Once his cum was inside me it was up to chance if my body accepted his offering. I was powerless to change it, just as I was powerless to control my body. God, I felt him pulse and throb, washing my insides with precum. I'd heard that had sperm in it too, and with each pulse of it against my cervix I imagined my belly swelling with the cubs of some total drunk stranger.

It got me even wetter. And I'm pretty sure some of my moans were genuine as his knot pushed against my lips. The whole situation was so sick, so filthy, and Rain was forcing me to feel like a dirty slut to boot. It was too much to even think about, and so... I laid there, limply, shivering with anticipation and mingling erotic fantasies while Rain made sure to move my body, grinding back against the fox to make sure he emptied those dangerous balls full of risky seed inside me.

"Don't you fuckin' tie with her, there's a line," the pony from earlier called out.

At least that meant he wouldn't fill my womb quite as thoroughly. But it was a slim ray of hope. I knew that I'd cum sooner or later and have my traitorous body drink down plenty of their mixed sperm.

The fox replied only with a frustrated growl, but even that annoyance at having to deny his instincts quickly melted away into pleasure as I felt him jump_inside my bare pussy. He swelled, throbbed, and then there was that dreaded and unwanted yet distinctly satisfying release of thick wet heat inside me. Pulse after pulse, while the fox groaned in pleasure, carelessly, _selfishly letting it happen. He was filling me. This asshole I didn't know, inseminating me, doing his best to fertilize me. To knock me up. Just like everyone else at the party would, until my poor womb was jam packed with so much cum I'd become a single mother for sure.

He pulled out with a wet slurp. I wanted to blush at the sound of it, but I couldn't even manage that. I was already as bright red as I'd get, with mortified pleasure. The fox gave me a sly, lecherous grin before wiping his cock off on my thighs as he admired the mess he'd made between my legs. I couldn't see it, but I could feel it; globs of his dangerous masculine heat oozing out of me. What hadn't been safely stuffed into my womb, anyway.

At this point, I didn't even want to fight Rain anymore. It wasn't as if I could do anything, and knowing that, being so utterly helpless, made me want_what the rest of the men were going to give me. A kind of surrender, an escape in debauched animal lust to avoid having to confront was they were doing to me. What my _best friend was doing to me.

Then the next of them, the pony from earlier, took his place between my legs, the moan as he sunk inside me was my own. God, if he was the second smallest, I was _really_in trouble.

"F-fuck, g-god..." he snorted. He seemed to only be more turned on feeling another man's cum slosh around his cock as he pushed himself deep, again bare and unprotected. And with how much any equine could cum, he'd fill me to be brim alone.

"Man, that's kinda hot," someone murmured.

"Yeah, the slut's loving it," the fox replied. "Should invite the whole team to fuck her if she wants to be the frat fucktoy."

"Sure feels like she does, haha. Real pussy's so much better than my fleshlight," the pony laughed, and then started thrusting, rutting his goddamn cock as deep into my unresisting body as he could. Like he owned it. And god, in that moment, I couldn't have protested even if I wanted to. His medial ring made me shudder with senseless euphoria as it tugged on my lips just right, and the flared cockhead seemed to dig into every sensitive spot inside me.

God help me, I wanted him to make me his mare. I wanted them all to do it. Every buck of his hips felt like fucking heaven, and it left no room at all for conscious thought of consequences of letting them all spurt their loads of baby-making sperm inside me, which they were all too happy to do.

I cried out with pleasure in unison with Rain as his heavenly cock pistoned into me, again and again at a steady and quickening pace. I wanted, needed him to fill me. The entirely of my world was just my sloppy pussy, glowing_with pleasure, and his rock-hard stallion-cock giving me exactly what I needed. We were _animals, or even objects, more than real people. And only real people worried about unwanted pregnancies. He broke me, gods, I couldn't stop moaning, and I'm pretty sure I begged for him to make me his mare too. The flare raked my insides bluntly, digging into my needy goddamn walls. And I was leaking like a faucet around him, not just with the fox's cum but plenty of my own juices.

Someone couldn't wait. A warm, stiff cock slapped the side of my muzzle. I immediately opened and took the musky, throbbing length into my mouth, without Rain even having to do anything. Well, I wouldn't, if I wasn't still paralyzed. At least it was wearing off, but by now, our urges were all but perfectly aligned. Initially it'd all felt like a violation. Now, with the both of us getting fucked full of cock together, it felt a lot more like endless, hedonistic bliss. I couldn't stop clenching to each degrading word they said. Slut. Whore. Cocksucker. Someone was hoping my birth control would fail so I'd have one of their kids. The joke was on them, I wasn't on any, and my body cheered them on eagerly, wanting exactly the same fate for me. The thought, though terrifying, was also disgustingly exciting in this overheated, pleasure-drunk state that Rain had _forced_me into!

The pony erupted inside me. A pressured jet of heat erupted into me. What felt like gallons of his virile sperm, pumping into me with heavy lurches and spasms of his enormous cock, bathing my poor, vulnerable pussy and no doubt my cervix too. I could feel a tickling somewhere deep inside, too. Maybe the slow trickle of mixed fox and pony seed trickling through into my very womb. Maybe I was already pregnant. Suddenly it was all so exhilarating. My whole body was hypersensitive, and being desired, needed by this many virile young men made me feel so divinely feminine. I was sublime, beautiful, the perfect instinctive interaction and interplay between our bodies. A third man pushed between my legs the instant the pony pulled out and left me gaping and oozing cum, and I didn't know what species he was. Some kind of mutt, half skunk maybe, I didn't care! He had a beautiful cock that felt amazingly hard inside me, and I needed it to rut and seed me.

At least I felt like I did. My pussy was practically burning with a growing need for even more, and I was so close to an utterly mind-breaking orgasm. Rain had either already had hers, or she'd simply suffered sensory overload and passed out otherwise. It happened to slimes, sometimes. At the very least, she'd opted to release me. Everything_I did was out of my own volition. Well, maybe not _volition, but I was no longer being forced into this as man after man took turns inside me and left their cum mingling with that of each previous one. And with each one, I was closer to that promised heaven, practically able to hear the angelic choirs already as some cock or another thrust into me in familiar rhythm while the one in my mouth began to throb heavily. I swallowed without hesitation as the first warm rope of cum hit the back of my throat, and kept nursing on him, moaning greedily, as he emptied his balls in my mouth.

"Mmh, mouth like... a goddamn vacuum," that someone groaned with satisfaction. "She just can't get enough, can she?"

I couldn't, he was entirely right about that. Maybe it was that impending, glorious orgasm inching closer with each one I took, or maybe my body had just thoroughly marinated my brain in the kind of hormones that made it all seem like a good idea.

"F-fuck, I'm gonna-" I moaned in breathy little stutters, shamelessly announcing my pleasure to the room.

"About fuckin' time, cum for us!" that fox who had started it all laughed. "Pop that slutty cork!"

"Yeah! Cum all over Jack's cock!" someone else cheered. "Then all over mine too!"

_Fuck it._They were disgustingly enthusiastic, but I was probably the first woman most of them had ever fucked, going by how quickly some of them came from just sliding inside me. I'd give them an orgasm to remember. Not that I really had a choice, but it felt better to pretend that I did.

And so, I came. And yes, I came hard. So hard that I couldn't breathe, wanting to moan but having no air to do so as I wheezed and whimpered. My back arched, my cunt clamped down hard on that total stranger's cock, and I was milking him for dear life. Everything was focused on those jolts of pleasure, more like lightning strikes or the tremors of an earthquake, burning through me. And inside me, everything felt hypersensitive. I could feel his cock twitching and then erupting inside me, a fresh flood of virile heat that my body immediately accepted, the orgasmic spasms making my cervix eagerly dip into the mess they'd all left inside me.

I couldn't even hear the crowd jeering and cheering and making their crude remarks. I, thanks to Rain, was nothing but a fuckdoll for them, and right then and there, in the throes of that orgasm, I was barely even that. Just a hole.

A very fucking needy hole.

I was going to tear Rain into pieces for this.

But only after I was done creaming my brains out on that cock, and then the next one too with how sensitive my orgasm left me. And the men just laughed and kept taking advantage until I was totally filled and covered with them. I think I passed out at some point too, and then woke up to the sensation of yet another one of them leisurely pumping into me before groaning and letting his stupid cock fill me with whatever baby-making cream remained in his balls.

Well, like I said, Rain left me to handle things a while back. She had given control back to me long before I'd even orgasmed, and once every single party attendant was taken care of, Rain peeled herself off my body and curled up like a translucent cape around my shoulders, instead. Though I was painfully aware and trying not to think about the fact that half the encounter was purely my own fault, I, equally dazed, quickly called a taxi while the various guys at the party kept groping my ass as they felt like. It felt wrong to start yelling at them at this_point - from their point of view I had consented to everything they did - but I knew exactly who'd get a sharp earful soon. If we ever spoke again. The whole way home, despite my best attempts at cleaning myself up, I felt _filthy. It didn't help that I had cum so many times my inner muscles were sore as hell, and probably would be even if not for the variety of cocks I'd just been forced to take.

That, and I couldn't stop imagining one of their billions of sperm finding its way up my tubes and to my treasonous eggs, who put up absolutely no resistance. That thought permeated every single minute of the ride, and on top of that, it was way too late in the day to get plan B or anything of the sort. And maybe I wouldn't. I felt so flush and warm thinking of just letting it happen. Really rolling the dice properly, and if I got pregnant with a stranger's litter, so be it.

But one thing was for sure. Before the night was over, I'd find a male slime and have him show the rather unconscious, snoring Rain what it felt like. I dumped her on her plastic-covered bed, where she slowly reformed into her vaguely doglike shape. She looked peaceful, almost innocent, probably dreaming happily of all the things she'd just put me through. Thankfully, the dating services were _full_of horny men of all species, and as I'd discovered with Rain... their morals didn't exactly match mammalian ones.

Either way, I certainly wouldn't be risking pregnancy alone. If Rain wanted to play it like this, I was entirely game.