Chapter Six: Second Afterparty

Dom hugged Zoey as she entered the hotel room. “Sorry babe, I fucked it up again. Sigh. What a mess.”

She kissed him and squeezed him tight. “How did you fuck it up? Your text said they jumped you.”

“Yeah, but I shouldn’t have gone in at all. You were right, it was too aggro. Next time -” He stopped dead as Lola entered. “The fuck happened to you!?”

“You like, Master?” She twisted to show off, and nearly fell over as the inertia from fifty pounds of breast yanked her around. “I figured we could salvage something fun out of the evening.”

He looked her up and down, mouth slack. “It’s… um…”

Lola pressed herself against him. “The hottest thing you’ve ever seen in your life? I agree.” She tried to wrap her arm around Dom’s neck, but couldn’t reach. She settled for running her hands along her tits, stretching to grab the coke can nipples.

“WHELP…” Wyatt stood up, rocked a bit on his heels. “I’m feeling awful thirsty. Donna, you wanna grab a beer with me?”

“I’d love to, Wyatt, but I think we’re gonna have sex now.” 

She looked at everyone’s expression. “That’s what’s happening right? We’re gonna have sex? You’re all making that face that humans make before they have sex. I’ve been really excited to try 4D sex - I wanna see how it compares to regular sex.”

Zoey put a hand on Donna’s shoulder. “Sweetie, we are all going to have sex, but we’re married. We have sex with each other. I’m sorry, but you and Wyatt are not invited.”

“Oh… My bad…” She turned to Wyatt. “We can have sex then! We’ll just go in the other room!” She moved with purpose to the connecting door, pulling off her heels along the way.

Wyatt looked from the door, to Dom, and back again - then put his hands up, unsure how to proceed.

Dom, in turn, looked to Zoey, Lola and Violet - putting his hands up too.

Zoey considered a moment, then nodded. “She’s a grown woman… thing. She can make her own decisions. Do you want to sleep with her, Wyatt?”

“She’s an amazing chick,” was all he said.

“Well, show her a good time then.” Lola flicked a hand towards the door. “Remember, you’re representing the human race in there.”

He gave them all a cocky smile. “No worries. We Treadwells are celebrated cocksmen.” He left to join Donna, locking the door behind him.

“Not exactly how I thought that would go,” Dom admitted, “but gone is gone.” He turned hungry eyes to Violet. “And now it’s time for my euchre partner to get her pussy licked.”

Violet glanced at Lola, who gestured back at Dom. “Ladies first.” Violet’s smile grew huge and her arms came loose to pull off her latex dress. Zoey and Lola moved to help her, giving each other bedroom eyes as they stripped the woman nude for their husband.

She laid down on the bed, buzzing with excitement, and Dominick crawled on top of her, honey skin to chocolate skin. They kissed, long and deep, tongues probing, hands exploring.

Zoey stood watching, entranced. “God… It’s So. Fucking. Hot,” she breathed, then shivered when she felt hands on her thighs. Lola was kneeling in front of her, her impossible breasts nearly resting on the floor as she pushed her head up Zoey’s dress. There was movement she couldn’t see, then Lola slid backwards and down - neatly pulling off Zoey’s panties with her teeth.

She winked at her from the floor and Zoey laughed. Then Lola rose up again and ran her tongue against her wife’s clit. Zoey shuddered and grabbed her brown hair, pushing the woman’s face into her pussy. Lola held Zoey’s thick ass with both hands as she worked, holding the tiny woman up, licking and sucking with desperate passion.

Dominick mirrored his wife on the floor, head down between Violet’s legs, making the woman writhe and shake. She and Zoey met eyes as their lovers worked, and they whispered dirty talk to each other between moans and gasps.

Donna lay on the bed, naked and nervous. “So how does this work in your dimension?”

Wyatt smiled and put a hand on her cheek. “Well, traditionally, we start with some kissing. Are you familiar with kissing?”

She waved her hand, ambivalent. “Kinda? I watched a tutorial once…”

“Heh. Just follow my lead and listen to what your body tells you.” He leaned in.

—

Zoey and Lola made out with Dominick as he lay spread eagle on the bed, one kissing him deep while the other sucked on a fat nipple, then switching, both of them probing his pussy with any free hand. He squirmed in their embrace, flush with desire, mumbling sweet nothings as they worked.

“Ahem.”

All three turned to Violet, standing at the foot of the bed. She had a thick purple dildo in her hand and the devil in her eyes. “Is he ready, Mistress?”

Lola dragged a finger through his wet slit, taking a moment to rub his clit, then brought it to her mouth. She smiled as she licked it clean. “Oh yeah, Master is ready.”

Violet gave Dom a hungry smile and crawled across the bed, resting the dildo on his stomach. She sampled the wares herself, licking her fingers with satisfaction, then stretched across his body to grab the lube on the nightstand.

A few moments later, the well-lubricated toy pressed gently against Dom’s snatch, and his toned legs tensed as it penetrated. “I will never get used to that,” he breathed.

“I thought the same thing at first,” Zoey purred, gently pinching one of his nipples. “Get a sexy husband to dick you deep three times a day and it’ll be second nature before you know it.”

“I’ve got enough spouses, thank you.” Dom was going to make another joke, but the words died in his pretty mouth as Violet started sliding the dildo in and out. He shuddered and gasped before Lola grabbed his head for another kiss.

“Oh. Oh. OH!” Donna wiggled and squirmed as Wyatt pumped into her. “This is great! Way better than food! I see why you’re all so obsessed with it!”

“It… is quite popular…” he huffed, pelvis rocking as he held her legs apart. “How… how does it compare to… sex in your dimension?”

“Hard to explain. We’re not limited to specific sex holes - it’s kind of a whole body experience.” She let out a little squeak as Wyatt put a thumb to her clit. “But this… it’s so focused, so primal. I could do this every day!”

“Glad to hear it.” He sped up a bit, which made her sigh and close her eyes. “You feeling the acid yet?”

Donna waved a hand in front of her face, eyes slightly unfocused. “Yeah yeah, we’re definitely slipping into the fifth dimension.”

“Perfect…” He closed his own eyes, watching the lights swirl behind his lids. “Then let me introduce you to the concept of an orgasm…”

Zoey rocked on her hands and knees as Dom thrust into her from behind, purple dildo locked into the strap-on belt, pony tail pulled taught. Lola rocked beside her, resting on her bean bags as Violet gave her the same. She used her free hands to push back hard against the silicone cock.

“I have a real penis, you know.” Dom squeezed Zoey’s pillowy ass with one hand as he pumped. “I can swap back anytime and use that.”

“Not… yet…” she breathed. “Can’t waste… the change. Too hot - too fucking hot.”

“Dibs on Master’s cock!” Lola twisted to look back at Violet. “Once you’re (groan) done with his sweet pussy, hon.”

Violet smiled as she pumped. “You’re so thoughtful, Mistress. I would like one more taste before Mr Vasquez goes back. I don’t feel I’ve thanked him properly yet…”

Donna fell back on the bed, smiling ear to ear. “4D sex slaps. It… it just fucking slaps!”

Wyatt laughed hard at that, tossing the condom in the trash and wiping off his cock. He turned back to look at her, beautiful body glowing in the moonlight - then gasped at the cascade of ethereal tendrils gently dancing above the bed, a tangle of whirling otherworldly light that filled his heart with joy.

“God almighty,” he breathed, jaw slack.

She got up on one elbow to look at him, and flushed. The worship in Wyatt’s face was so pure that she felt embarrassed, unworthy.

“You really think I’m that pretty?”

He nodded numbly. “You’re the most beautiful thing I’ve ever seen in my life.”

There was a moment of silence, then Donna lay back again. “I’m going to get undressed, Wyatt.” She exited the suit, the body going limp and lifeless on the bed, then pushed fully into 4D space.

The room blazed with the purple light of Beyond as she presented herself to him, and he smiled even wider, a man gazing on paradise. Glowing tendrils caressed his naked form and he shuddered with ecstasy.

A tendril brushed gently against his mouth, delicately probing. Donna spoke, and her voice was an ocean of tinkling bells. 

“Thank you for teaching me about sex in your dimension, Wyatt. Now let me teach you about sex in mine.”

Dominick cried out, legs spasming, as Violet made him come yet again, tongue working hard as she gripped his thighs tight. He flopped onto the mattress and stared at Zoey and Lola as they stood above him.

“How do you handle so many fucking orgasms in one sitting!? I can get two, maybe three, in an hour - and afterward I have to pound a Gatorade.”

Lola put a hand to Dom’s face, trying to console him. “The male body is a flawed and broken thing, Master. I don’t know why we keep it around.” Then she grabbed Dom’s wristband and tore it free.

Violet scrambled away as Dom started to vibrate. His masculine form reappeared with another audible POP, though there was no light this time. He was slick with sweat, broad and strong, chest hair thick against muscular pecs.

Lola leaned over and grabbed his rock-hard cock. “NOW I remember why I like a man around!” She gave him her dirtiest smile. “Do you think you have the strength for another orgasm or two, Master?”

He matched her smile. “Oh yeah. Girl orgasms don’t count against my guy orgasm limit.”

She made a little ‘ooo!’ face. “That’s very interesting information. Could prove useful in the future.” Then she crawled on top of him, gargantuan breasts pinning him to the bed.

“Goddamn woman, you’re gonna smother me!” He laughed and tried to shift out from under them - to no effect. “Aren’t those things uncomfortable?”

“Extremely uncomfortable, Master. It’s like carrying two incredibly sensitive bags of cement on my chest. I flew too close to the sun, and I’m gonna have to go back to my little A-cups after this.”

Then she shifted, hips rising up before lowering onto his cock. “But not until I’ve milked you dry.”

Violet sat down beside Zoey as her Mistress started to ride. “You’re not going to join in, Ms Vasquez?”

Zoey shook her head limply. “I am spent. Lola’s a sexual superhero, dimensional upgrades or no. She’s welcome to all the cock she wants.”

“Perhaps there’s still a pizza restaurant open.” Violet grabbed her phone. “I am famished.”

The pair poked around on GrubHub as Dom and Lola fucked in front of them. Dominick tried to grab her hips, but couldn’t find his way through the wall of breast. Instead, he shifted them around and brought a gigantic nipple to his mouth, pulling a low moan from Lola as he sucked.

“Oh fuck!” she gasped, eyes closed as she bounced on his cock. “Oh fuck, Dom!”

Zoey and Violet’s heads both shot up from their phones. Dom put a finger to his lips, wordlessly begging for silence, and thrust for all he was worth. They continued for several more minutes, Lola’s dirty talk growing more insistent as she moved ever closer to the edge.

“Fuck me Dom, fill me up, oh fuck, give me that fat cock, just like that Dom!”

He kept sucking and thrusting and Lola came hard, squeezing her thighs around him tight and slumping onto her giant tits. A few further moments of effort and Dom unloaded into her pussy as she huffed above him.

“Do you realize I went like twenty four hours without your beautiful cock inside me? What the hell was I thinking!?” Lola smiled at him over her boobs. “Thank you for fucking some sense into me, Dom.”

Lola’s eyes went wide as she realized what she’d said.

“Damnit. I’d been so careful. You dicked the submission right outta me.”

“Forget the words - your heart was saying Master the whole time.” Dom smiled and touched Lola’s face. “You’re still my beautiful slave.”

“That’s so romantic,” Violet whispered to Zoey, who gave a slightly baffled shrug.

“Thank you, Master…” She leaned in to kiss, but got stopped half way down.

“Stupid tits!” With a snarl Lola tore the wristband off and her impossible breasts disappeared. She physically dropped onto Dominick’s chest and buried her tongue in his mouth, free hand gently stroking his flaccid member.

She came up for air just long enough to ask for garlic knots from the pizza place, then went back to making out.

Zoey awoke to the sound of whispers and giggling from the adjoining room. She untangled herself from the sleeping heap and padded to the door. She could hear Donna fooling around with Wyatt, happiness in their voices. Zoey smiled, glad things had worked out.

Then fierce purple light shined out from the gap in the doorframe. She recoiled, tensing for trouble, but the giggling continued - along with a number of noises not native to Zoey’s corner of space-time.

“Don’t know, don’t care,” she mumbled to herself. She grabbed a slice of pizza and a beer from the fridge, then sat on the couch to check her messages. Both Sarah and Alex had contacted her overnight - Sarah by text, Alex by email.

—

SMS MESSAGE
FROM: 555-931-2645

If you’re really trying to help, let me set Alex free. Then I can find out the truth for myself.

—

From: a.bishop@bud.frat
To: contact@mr.hedgehog

Subject: plz leave me alone

I’m not hurting anyone. I’m happy, my frat brothers are happy, everyone who’s coming to our parties is happy. My life is exactly how I want it, and I’m not going back. I’ll mail you the reconfig-a-mabob when I’m done.

Please, please just leave me alone.

—

Zoey slumped on the couch as she read. These kids weren’t monsters - they were just angry and afraid, trying to survive an insane situation. Their lives had been turned upside down by an interdimensional tourist, a sweet young woman trying to make friends.

They should be friends, damnit! None of them deserved all this chaos.

She stared at the phone for a long time, willing it to give her an answer to this mess.

Zoey was still lost in thought when Dominick sat beside her, wrapping an arm around her waist. “Hi sweetie.” They snuggled a while as she showed him the messages. “What can I do to help?”

She sighed. “I dunno, Nicky. They want opposite things. I don’t see a way to square the circle.”

Dominick squeezed her tight then stood up. “We’ll figure it out. We always do. I’m gonna take a shower - care to join me?” Zoey smiled, and Dom helped her off the couch.

Soon they were under the hot water, taking turns scrubbing each others’ backs, neither of them particularly horny at the moment. Zoey stared at the tile floor as Dominick worked the body wash into her shoulders.

“Nicky, can I ask you an emotionally loaded question, that’s gonna feel like a trap with no right answer?”

He paused. “Well, when you put it like that, I definitely gotta hear it.”

She continued to look at the floor. “Would you still love me if I did get changed back? Would you have loved me if we’d never met Margot, if I was just a big meaty trans woman?”

“That is a biggie,” he agreed. “The biggest two part question I’ve ever been asked. Let’s look at the second part first. How long have you and I been friends?”

Zoey considered. “We met in the third grade? Mrs DuSable’s class?”

“Sounds right. So that means you’ve been my best friend in the world for like twenty years. You were my brother. If you’d come out earlier, that wouldn’t have changed - for better or for worse. I’d have helped and supported you every step of the way… but I don’t think anything romantic would have come of it.”

“And that would have been my mistake. Because I love you so hard it hurts sometimes.”

She turned around to look at him, and he continued. “I love you, and will love you, no matter how you look. I’d still love you if you were a worm - looking like a man would be no obstacle at all.”  

He gave her a dirty smile. “My lips would be wrapped around your cock before you could begin to worry if I was attracted to you. You’re my wife, I’m your husband. I love you and I want you. Nothing the multiverse can throw at us will change that. We’re never going back to the way things were.”

Zoey pressed into him and sighed, content. “I knew you’d say that… but hearing out loud really made my morning.”

“Master can be quite the poet, when he puts his mind to it.” Lola slipped into the shower, squeezing between them to join the embrace. “I’ve given your big question a lot of thought too, and I’d just like to say…”

She put her hand under Zoey’s chin, gently lifted to look her in the eyes.

“Ditto.”

Zoey started to giggle. “You fucking idiot.”

“Love you too, Beanpole.” They kissed, Lola’s hands moving to grab Zoey’s boosted butt and pull her close. Soon all three were making out, ready to express their eternal love through the medium of hot dirty sex - then Zoey froze, eyes wide.

“OH FUCK! I get it!” She gave Dom and Zoey each a big smooch then darted out of the shower.

Lola called to her as she left, disappointment in her voice. “What about sex!? I’m all horned up!”

“Fuck Nicky’s brains out - I gotta send some emails!”

She turned back to Dominick, smiling. “Happy wife, happy life I suppose.” Then she dropped to her knees and started to suck.

—

SMS MESSAGE

TO: 555-931-2645

Agreed. I will get you into the party, get you and Alex into a room so you can zap him. 

But once this is done, we have to take the deconfig-a-mabob back. You and my friend are both in deep shit if we don’t get it back tonight.

We’ll be waiting in front of the Delta house tonight at ten. You can bring your friends if it will make you comfortable for our meetup, but I think they’ll have to wait outside. We can’t cause another panic.

—

From: contact@mr.hedgehog

To: a.bishop@bud.frat

Subject: RE: plz leave me alone

I’m sorry Alex, but we can’t wait that long to get it back. Our friend is going to be in trouble if we don’t get it back tonight. We’re coming to the party to retrieve it.

I SWEAR that no one is going to undo anything you’ve done, or hurt you or threaten you. I will walk in front of the beam myself before I let that happen.

And I swear you won’t lose any reconfig-a-mabob charges; once everything is settled, I will see to it that any wishes you still have get fulfilled. Our friend can get more charges from the store in her dimension.

Throw the party, do whatever you were going to do - I promise it will go off without a hitch, and we’ll be out of your life as soon as humanly possible.

— 

An hour later, everyone was assembled around the coffee table, nibbling on leftovers. Donna and Wyatt were snuggled on the couch, the girl wearing his Baroness t-shirt as pajamas.

Dominick dunked a stale donut in his coffee and sat on the floor. “Ok hon, what’s the plan?”

“More or less the same plan as before - crash the third party, get back Donna’s gizmos and go home.” Zoey raised a finger. “Only change is that Sarah is going to join us.”

Violet raised an eyebrow. “You’ve spoken to her? She’s agreed to come?”

“Spoken? Yes. Agreed? Not yet, but I don’t think she’ll say no. She really wants to see Alex, and I don’t see another way for her to get close.”

Lola shook her head. “Ok, but what was it you figured out in the shower? How does it unfuck this situation?”

“Can’t tell you.”

Everyone stared at Zoey, confused, but she pressed on.

“I’m not 100% sure I’m right, so I don’t want people to go in prejudiced. Once we have Sarah and Alex sat down, it should all come together pretty quick.”

She took a sip of coffee, and gave the room a cheeky smile. “Besides, I’ve always wanted to do a big drawing room scene. See if you can figure it out before the reveal.”

“LAAAAAAME….” Lola rolled her eyes and balled her fists in irritation. “We gotta wait all day to see if you’re right!?”

“And it’s gonna drive you crazy…” Zoey smirked at Lola, who shook a comical fist at her in response.

“Alright Miss Marple - what are we gonna do in the meantime?”

“Ooh!” Donna raised her hand, full of excitement. “We could have sex! And then eat some food! I’ve heard really good things about ramen…”

Wyatt slid a hand around her waist, pulling Donna close. “I know a good ramen place - and we’ll definitely be hungry after fucking all morning.”

Lola crossed her arms, sour look on her face. “You think I can be distracted so easily? That I’m some kinda sexual magpie?”

Everyone just stared at her.

She looked down at the floor, squirming. “Just because it’s true doesn’t mean you have to say it…” She slumped and let out a deep sigh.

“Ok, l suppose we can have mind-blowing, life-affirming sex then get lunch.” Then she walked to the bed and flopped on her back.

“Sigh. Somebody come lick my pussy.”

They spent the day hanging out - having sex, getting lunch, having sex, watching a movie, and having some more sex - then got ready for the party. There were no fancy dresses this time - just street clothes. 

Violet put on her casual wear - a blue latex bodysuit with gold shibari ropes - while Lola put on a Grant and Sherman track uniform that Wyatt had ‘procured.’ She looked at herself in the mirror, and was shocked to discover she liked it.

“I gotta admit, my ass works in spandex running shorts. And this crop top really shows off my abs.”

“You look amazing, sweetie.” Zoey put her arms around Lola’s waist. “I’d love to see you take a few laps around the track.”

Dominick then presented Lola a small gift bag. “I got you something from the school store to complete your outfit. It’s not perfect, but I think you’ll like it.”

Intrigued, she reached in - then squealed with delight as she pulled out a pair of blue and gold dog collars. “They’re amazing! Thank you, Master!”

“The second one is for Vi, so you’ll match.” 

The two women hugged Dom, then spent a minute adjusting them. “Ooh, they’ve got a little slide lock on the snap!” Lola popped Violet’s into place, then turned back to Dom, beaming.

“Would you please lock my slave collar, Master?”

He chuckled at that. “Yes, dear.”

Zoey clapped for attention. “Ok kids, it’s party time! Everybody in the truck!”

Lola saluted. “Lead on, Poirot…”