Sarah's New Pets [Part 2 of 2]

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*Contains: >!futanari, cuckolding, sph, prejac, rupture!<*

“Are you alright, honey? You’ve avoided me all evening. Do your boy bits still hurt?”

“Y-yeah…” It was true, of course, his right nut felt like it was on fire and each movement sent a jolt of pain through him, but that wasn’t the reason he hadn’t felt like talking.

“I’m sure it will get better eventually, okay? Just don’t go rubbing your dickie and you’ll go back to being my strong, handsome boyfriend soon. Maybe you should delete those racy photos of me from your phone so they don’t tempt you.”

“From our vacation?”

“We took them on the beach, so…”

“You were wearing a swimsuit.”

“Well, I’m sure you’ll behave and not risk your fertility over some pictures.” Sarah yawned. “Oh, guess it’s time to say good night. I’m dead tired from the gym. Zoe’s workout really did a number on me. Sleep tight, mwah!” She pressed a kiss on his cheek and fell onto her pillow.

It was the closest she had been all evening. He smelled her perfume, but underneath it was another faint smell. Something pungent and salty.

“Did you shower at the gym?”

“Mhmm.”

“How come? Usually you shower at home.”

“Zoe… convinced me.”

“Yeah? How’d she do that?”

“Can we just go to sleep. I feel really tired and sore.”

“Zoe should help with your stretches if you’re that tired.”

“Hmm, she did…”

David gritted his teeth and climbed on top of his girlfriend. He nestled with his pajama shorts.

“David, what are you-” She stopped when she saw him dig out his floppy penis.

“Suck it.”

“What? What’s gotten into you?”

“I said suck it, Sarah!”

“You know I don’t like to give blowjobs! And the doctor said you aren’t allowed to spurt for another month!”

“Fuck whatever that cunt said, you will suck on my cock right now!” He thrust forward, pushing his floppy dick into her cheeks. For a few seconds, they struggled like that as Sarah tried to turn away from the penis as it left a slimy trail on her face, determined not to let it past her lips.

Then her hand took hold of his balls. “Sarah…” he whispered.

“I think you’d better sleep on the couch tonight.” Her hand squeezed shut, plunging her boyfriend into agony. He writhed, spasmed and kicked, but her grip on his nuts was iron.

A normal squeeze would’ve hurt, but his bruised right testicle was practically trying to kill him with pain. His dick tried to crawl up into his body while Sarah put the hurt on his babymakers.

“I really thought you would behave yourself when your testes are so hurt, but look at you! You were trying to force yourself on me!”

“Sarah, it hurts! Stop! Please!”

“Good, maybe I should do this more often then, if that’s the only way to get you to behave.”

“Oh God, it feels like it’s going to break, please, stop!”

It wasn’t his pleading that made her ease up on his testicles, but the fact that he started crying. She held his unimpressive sex organs in her hand, and her boyfriend was crying like a little girl.

At that moment, she realized something had changed between them. She hesitated to say it was for the worse.

She flicked his injured testicle with one finger and then patted the sobbing boy on his head. “See, you can show manners if you want to. Besides ‘please’ there are two other important words. Do you know what they are?” He didn’t react, clutching her hand as it was locked onto his crotch and rocking back and forth. “They’re ‘thank you’. Come on, say them, David.”

It took a few seconds before he even understood the words she was saying to him. He wanted to shout at her, shake her, to ask what the hell was wrong with her, but the pain in his intimate parts made that an impossible task.

She flicked his nuts again and he yelped. “Come on, you can do it.”

“… -nk you...”

“Hm, what was that?”

“… Thank you.”

“For what, David?”

He paused. “… for being my girlfriend?”

She giggled and then flicked his nuts again, making him howl. “Nice try, mister, but I’m talking about right now.”

“… thank you for stopping me.”

Another flick, another lance of pain in his scrotum. “A bit more specific, honey.”

“Thank you for hurting my balls so I don’t attack you!” he squeaked.

“There we go! Now, can you walk to the couch by yourself?”

“You’re still making me sleep on the couch?”

“Of course, naughty little boys must be punished. Or do you want me to flick you again?”

That crushed his resistance. Tears streaming down his face, a pillow clutched to his groin, he headed downstairs.

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Sarah carefully fondled a carrot, then shook her head and put it back on the counter. Next, she picked up an eggplant.

“Oh, baby, remember that Zoe is coming over for game night.”

The eggplant went back to where it came from. Then, Sarah grasped a radish, and her face lit up. She intently grabbed it around the thickest part and turned it this way and that. She tried to put her other hand on it and happily noticed her hands didn’t fit around the entirety of the vegetable.

“What? Why?” He gingerly walked up to the kitchen counter next to her, pouring himself a cup of coffee.

“What do you mean, why? She's our friend.”

“She’s not my friend, that bitch attacked me.”

From the corner of his eye, he saw Sarah swing the large vegetable up between his legs but he only managed to put the cup down before it crashed into his bruised balls.

It wasn’t that hard of a hit, but the intense pain lancing through his groin felt like she had just rammed a knife into his genitals. He was on the ground in nanoseconds.

“Don’t call her that, stop being such a jerk!”

“Sarah… why…” he breathed, head sinking onto her feet. Her soft, pink socks pressing against his forehead was a crass contrast to the searing pain he felt. Nausea spread in his gut.

“She is the best friend that I have and gets me in ways you would never!” she said, pointing the radish at his crushed form. “I would appreciate it if you weren’t so difficult about her and let her into your life the way I have! She has lots of great qualities that I deeply appreciate and I think the only reason you are so combative about her is because she makes you realize your own shortcomings!”

“So…rry…” he cheeped.

His girlfriend huffed. “Good. If you keep your little temper under control, we might consider letting you play as well. Otherwise, you’ll be in the corner, watching us have fun, understand?”

“Yes…”

David spent the rest of the day in a haze of pain and nervous anticipation. It got so bad that for most of the day, he was pacing – well, hobbling – up and down the living room.

Another trip to the doctor hadn’t gone as planned. She had been furious with him, asking him if he was making fun of her work by trying to make his right testicle explode. As if it was his fault it was swollen and seemingly permanently inflamed now.

*What am I so nervous about,* he thought. *We’re just going to be playing some board games. That’s it, no matter what happened at the gym. It’s not like Zoe’s coming over to fuck my girlfriend.*

He was jolted out of his thoughts by the doorbell. Sarah rushed past him to open the door, giddy with anticipation. David caught a whiff of perfume and limped after her.

“Hey Zoe, welcome! I’m so happy you could make it!” Sarah hugged the futanari tightly, pressing herself against Zoe’s mid. The tight gray sweatpants the futanari wore left no question that the love of his life was currently embracing about a foot of fat girlcock.

“Of course, gotta make time for my main squeeze, right?” Zoe said and broke off the hug. But instead of stepping back from his girlfriend, she gently held her face with one hand and kissed her.

“H-hey!” David shouted.

Their kiss ended with a string of saliva stretching between their lips. Sarah blushed fiercely, but Zoe smiled and walked over to David. “Relax, little guy!” and quickly tossed his crotch a high-five. He groaned, sinking to his knees from what would have normally been a pretty light sacktap. “Just a bit of friendly teasing between girlfriends, no need to get your tiny nuts in a twist.” In a lower voice, she added, “and it’s not like you can stop me anyway, pindick.”

“Uh, uhm, let’s go the living room,” Sarah said, a little out of breath. “I made fruit punch and snacks, so let’s go enjoy ourselves.”

As she passed Zoe, the cocky futa slapped her ass, making Sarah squeak. “Planning on it, sugartits.”

By the time David managed to drag himself off the floor and into the living room, Sarah already had a noticeable buzz going. Barely a quarter was missing from the punch bowl, but his girlfriend had always been a lightweight. She was also really excited about tonight, so nerves might have been a factor.

“There you are, Davey!” she exclaimed loudly.

“Davey? You never call me that.”

“So! Zoe and I have been thinking, thinking some things,” she giggled. “Suuure, we can just start playing a game, but what if…” she dramatically paused, then said, “we played a strip version of it!”

“Oh…”

“Come on, it’ll be fun! You can pick the game, too!”

Behind his girlfriend, Zoe grinned and petted the anaconda in her sweatpants. “Yeah, poodle, pick the game. You already lost where it matters, though…”

He fixed a determined frown on his face. “F-fine, I’ll show you. We play poker, Texas hold ’em.”

“Oh, poker is so hard…” Sarah said, sadly putting away the box of chutes and ladders she was hiding behind her back.

“Don’t worry, girl, you’ll get to see some skin real soon to make up for it,” Zoe said. Sarah blushed but said nothing.

*Whatever, I’ll just make her eat her words. I’ve played so much before Sarah moved in, she has no chance.*

An hour later, David and Sarah were down to their underwear while Zoe had only lost once. But David’s luck was about to change.

“Got you now! Straight flush!”

“Good job, poodle, got three queens. Sarah?”

“Uh… uhm… a king?”

“Sarah…” David began.

“Impressive,” Zoe laughed and patted Sarah on the back. “Go on, girl, show us those tits!”

“Hey, don’t talk to my girlfriend like that!” David protested but he almost choked when he saw Sarah glare at him.

After a few seconds to let her anger sink in, she looked at the ground, back to her usual meek self. “They’re not much to look at, so, uhm…”

“You’re fine, just take them out.” Zoe watched David’s girlfriend undo the clasp of her bra, sliding the pale pink piece of fabric down and immediately covered herself with her arm. Only when both Sarah and David refused to stop staring did she reluctantly take away the limb. “There we go… And you know what they say,” Zoe said, reaching a hand out for one of her breasts. “The small ones are more sensitive.” She grabbed the tit and flicked a finger over her pink nipple.

David wanted to voice his protest but a small moan from the love of his life made it die in his throat.

“What’s the matter, poodle? You’re dealing, so go ahead. I’ll be busy with your girlfriend.” Her smug smile almost made him throw the deck of cards.

“Ah, Zoe…” his girlfriend moaned. The futanari bent over her, leaning her back and thrust her tongue into Sarah’s mouth. His anger flared up again when he heard their small moans and the wet sucking noises their mouths produced, but worse than that was the stirring in his groin. His dick strained against his briefs, even if it might not be obvious to anyone but himself.

Quickly, he dealt the cards and rushed them to continue the game. Reluctantly, the girls broke off their kiss – but in his haste to finally put Zoe in her place…

“Davey…”

“Off with those panties, poodle! Show us what you’re packing!” Zoe commented with a snicker.

He was blushing and gritting his teeth. “What’s the point? I lost, have fun you two.”

“Oh no, you’re not getting out of this so easily. You’re gonna strip, mister!” Zoe said.

“Yeah, don’t be a spoilsport, Davey!”

“Urgh, fine…” He stood up, hooked his fingers under the fabric of his briefs and hesitated. Was there really no way he could avoid this? Maybe if he faked being sick, he could-

“Hup!” Zoe grabbed his briefs for him and, in one fell swoop, yanked them to his ankles. His miniscule erection bounced and twitched, suddenly revealed to the air and the stares of Sarah and Zoe.

The futanari, her face just a few inches from his crotch, erupted in laughter, and even Sarah giggled. “I just can’t believe how tiny this little thing is! It never gets old!” He was so close to her face, but still his dick didn’t reach.

“D-David, are you hard right now?” Sarah asked, startled.

He tried to cover himself, but Zoe easily moved his arms away. “Hey, remember when I said at the gym that my thumb was bigger than his little dick and you didn’t believe me?” Zoe said to Sarah, ignoring David’s struggling entirely. “I can prove it to you!” She pressed a thumb against the underside of his penis, flattening it against his stomach. “See? Not an inch poking out!”

David looked down and had to admit that she was right. The digit wasn’t just longer but wider than his dick. His girlfriend probably couldn’t even see it right now. Only his inflamed right testicle bulged out visibly.

“We-well, it’s a bit cold in here…” Sarah said, blushing and looking at the floor.

He breathed out hard, thankful for his girlfriend coming to his aid, even if she didn’t believe what she was saying herself. But Zoe misinterpreted the sigh. She jerked her hand back from his dick. “Woop, don’t want to rub the little guy too long or poodle is going to stain the carpet.”

“I wasn’t gonna!”

“J-just from that?” Sarah said, incredulous.

“No, Sarah, don’t just believe everything Zoe says!”

“Oh, definitely. Like I said, the small ones are *really* sensitive. Goes both ways.”

Sarah stared at her boyfriend’s dick curiously, as if she was seeing it for the first time. Seeing it for the tiny, useless nub it was.

“A-are we going to keep playing or what?” David asked. He tried to hide his little erection behind his arms but moved them away again when he accidentally bumped his glans. He managed to stifle his moan, if only because he didn’t want to prove Zoe right about being… sensitive.

“But you already lost, baby!” Sarah protested.

“But… I…”

“If you want to keep playing, you’re going to have to be ready to pay up,” Zoe smirked. “How about… if you lose, we get to kick you in the balls.”

“What?” Sarah asked and giggled. “You really have the wildest ideas, girl!”

David swallowed hard, gritting his teeth. His right nut still felt like Zoe had stabbed it with a hot iron poker but… he couldn’t leave Sarah alone with Zoe. He felt that if he did that, something terrible would happen. “Fine, Zoe! You can kick me if I… lose. But I won’t!”

The futanari snickered. “I was going to suggest your girly kick you, but sure, I can do it for you. In fact, I’d love to kick your tiny nuts up into your throat. Might as well finish righty off.”

He didn’t answer. He would never let that happen and now he was determined to turn the tables on her. By the end of the night, David would get Sarah to kick Zoe in the nuts.

Five minutes later, he had lost.

“No… how can this… I don’t…”

“Alright, spread ‘em, poodle. Losers pay with their nuts,” Zoe grinned.

He backed away from the muscular futanari. Cold sweat formed on his forehead. “Wait, you can’t do this!”

Zoe rolled her eyes. “Sarah, if you would.”

Suddenly, his girlfriend stepped up behind him and pulled his hands behind his back. “Sorry, Davey, but you lost. Now you have to pay up.”

“Sarah?!” he yelled, shocked.

“Now, Zoe, kick him! Kick him really hard!”

“You heard the lady. One order of smashed eggs, coming right up!” She drew her leg back far enough that he could see down her shirt, her massive tits taunting him.

“Wait-” he began but was stopped short by the futanari’s foot slamming into his nuts. The lance of pain in his right testicle was so bad, so complete, that his left ball getting kicked didn’t even register.

He screamed.

Sarah let him sink to the floor and dreamily floated over to Zoe. “Wow…” she breathed, “that was wonderful… Did you- is he now…”

Zoe lifted her chin and stared into her baby-blue eyes. “I held back. I thought that’s what you wanted, but…” She guided her fingers between Sarah’s legs, softly caressing the scorching heat she felt there. Her fingers came away wetly. “You’re flooded… That excited you, didn’t it, you little minx?
The idea of your boyfriend losing a ball… Maybe you’re kinkier than I thought…” Then she kissed Sarah passionately, their tongues intertwining with vigor.

“That’s… bullshit!” David squeaked from the floor. “It’s bullshit!” he repeated, and his girlfriend and Zoe broke off their kiss to look at him curiously. “You come into my house, you grope and fondle my girl in front of me and then you have the audacity to kiss her right after you attacked me?” His voice was a good octave higher, but his indignation was still audible.

“David! Don’t you-” Sarah began, but Zoe’s finger on her lips silenced her.

“Well, well, that kick knocked your cojones loose. You almost sound like a man all of a sudden! But you still don’t see how you brought this on yourself, do you, poodle?”

“I didn’t do anything, you’re a homewrecker!”

“Tch, I just give your girl what she’s craving. Like a real cock and not that little shrimpy you’ve got between your legs.”

“Sarah is perfectly happy with my penis!” He was turning crimson in anger, and he even managed to stand by pulling himself up by the sofa, shaking like a leaf.

“Oh, is that so? Tell you what,” Zoe said. In one fell swoop, she pulled down her pants and underwear, revealing the gargantuan cock dangling between her legs and a pair of orange-sized balls below. Her length quivered, coming to attention. “Why don’t we let Sarah decide?”

David swallowed hard, barely able to take his eyes off the monster dick she possessed. His own penis was probably not even as long as hers was wide. “F-fine! Sarah, tell her how much you like me!”

“Ah-ah-ah, shrimpy.” Unabashedly, Zoe was rubbing her massive cock in long, slow strokes, slowly pumping it awake. “Here’s how we’ll do this. We line up next to each other and spread our legs. You don’t get to hear Sarah say some lovey-dovey crap and pretend she meant that useless little dicklette of yours. This is about giving her what she needs. Sarah kicks the dick she doesn’t want to fuck, and sucks the one she does.”

David snorted. “Fine.” They stood next to each other and spread their legs, putting their hands behind their heads. “Sarah, don’t kick her too hard, she’s obviously never been hit down there before, or else she would know how much it hu-”

**CRACK**

In his disbelief, he turned his head towards his girlfriend and didn’t even cry out. There she was, right in front of him, her strawberry-blond hair wild and untamed. Was that a wet spot on her panties? And why were her eyes so cold, staring at his crotch with such disgust, like she was looking at an ugly worm?

He crashed to the ground and started crying big tears. He wanted to hold himself, but each time he tried, the pain in his testicle sent a spike of nausea through him, making him dry-heave.

“Wow, that was loud. I think you might actually have cracked something down there, little minx. Maybe we should- oooh, fuck, where did you learn to do that?”

In front of Zoe, Sarah had sunk to her knees and grabbed her length with both hands. Now she was swirling her tongue around the futanari’s glans, slicking the head with copious amounts of saliva. But her blowjob only lasted a few seconds, then she got down on all fours and crawled over to David until her loins were right above his head.

“Fuck me, Zoe.”

“Sure, let’s get upstairs and we can-”

“No! Here and now! Come on, give me that fat cock already! Fill me!”

The futanari didn’t dare argue any further and got behind the blonde. Zoe grabbed her dick and spread Sarah’s saliva around a bit, but there was no need, she saw. She was drenched already, and her lips were swollen with need.

Above him, while subjected to the worst pain he had ever felt in his life, David had the perfect view of his girlfriend’s quivering, dripping cunt as Zoe’s bulging erection entered her, spreading her further and deeper than he ever could.

“Oh God, yes! This is it, this is what I was missing! Do you see this, Davey? That’s what you could never give me, you and that useless tictac you call a penis! GOD, it’s so fucking big, I’m- I’m cumming! CUMMING!”

She sprayed him with her honey as she came on the second thrust, producing sounds he had never heard her make before. But their wild lovemaking didn’t stop there. Again and again, he watched Zoe’s gargantuan cock thrust into his girlfriend’s cunt, making her tremble in pleasure. Before Sarah’s first orgasm ended, Zoe fucked another one out of her.

Above his face, the futanari’s pendulous balls swung back and forth, slapping against Sarah’s clit and reducing her to a moaning animal. Zoe’s own pink pussy taunted him whenever the motion revealed it. It looked like so dainty, almost innocent in contrast to the violent fucking his girlfriend’s slit received.

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“Hah, hah, that’s it, baby. Keep licking her clit like a good little boy,” Sarah moaned between the slaps of her butt on Zoe’s thighs.

“Hnngh, not fair! When you have your little pet eating me out while you bounce… fuck… you bounce on my dick, it’s gonna make me cum!”

“So? I already creamed on that bitchbreaker of yours twice already, I deserve a load in me.”

“That you do, little minx… fuck me, he’s gotten way better at eating pussy…”

“Hey, wait a minute!” Sarah suddenly yelled, stopping their bout of sex in the middle before Zoe could cum. She climbed off of Zoe’s titanic phallus and grabbed David’s hand. “I saw you wiggling your chastity cage! Were you trying to jerk off?!”

Zoe grunted, frustrated by the sudden lack of warm cunt wrapped around her cock and wet tongue pressed against her clit. “Jerking off is what we call masturbating when someone has a cock, babe. Poodle must have been trying to finger his clit.”

“You know what that means, Davey, spread your legs! That’s at least twenty kicks for your sill, little nut, from each of us!”

“This might be it, poodle. She might crack your last nut as well this time. I hope you won’t miss them.” Then, she winked as he stared at the two girls with fear written all over his face. “But don’t worry. I have balls enough for both of us.”


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*Well. Not sure if this will appeal to anyone since futanari and cuckolding are so contentious, but hey, maybe some people will like it.*