A Game of No Hands Chapter 57

“This last challenge is much like the first. The object is to make your partners cum before you do, with a few wrinkles. Each of you have two modifier cards obtained through completing quests. Choose one of them to play on yourself. The first time you cum, that form will be discarded and you will revert to the form you wear now. Cum a second time, and you’ll be out. No chain Cumming either. Once you’ve extracted your… point, you gotta leave them alone for a minute.” The Jackalope turned to face the players and bounced on his paws. “Got it?” He didn’t wait for them to finish nodded before two cards appeared floating in the air in front of each of them.

“Since Stella and Steph are behind, they’ll pick first. Remember that your cumavore card remains active.” The Jackalope said twirl of his mic. “What say you.”

They looked at their cards and giggled at each other. Between Bestial and chthonic there was no question.

“This show needs more tentacles!” Steph crowed.

“After all, they complement every outfit.” Stella extended theirs down past the hem of their skirt and raise one to touch the chthonic card.

“Ixs fubi assa thul fig.” Steph agreed as their pouches that held their tentacles shook their body with a deep rumble before erupting, spewing forth a dozen tentacles each. They shot beneath their skirt, propelling the maids high into the air as they spread across the stage and snaked over its edge. Uniform black in color, except for the two pink lace fringes that ran along either side of each tentacle. Stella could see so much as hundreds of eyes opened everywhere. Not to be out matched, their arms flowed out from their shoulders, their paws swelling, the central pads pulling inward, until a heavy lipped mouth sat in the center of each paw.

“Thulp va fiw ff’lsu!” Stella giggled as the pair of them looked down at Angelica and Tina, hunger making their many limbs ripple and writhe.

“Wooboy!” The Jackalope cackled. “We might need a little more room up here. Particularly if Angelica goes with that I think she’s gonna. Hang on to your seats, or a tentacle if you feeling frisky.”

“I’m not choosing the Hen, that’s for certain.” Angelica said, booping one of the cards floating before her. It shot into her chest while its mate disappeared. Taking a deep breath, she shook the room with a thunderous roar as her jaws expanded, her skull losing all semblance to humanity, blending feline and reptilian features into the head of a fearsome dragon. While every part of her grew rapidly, her torso snaked up toward the ceiling, with more flexibility than even a snake, she looped herself once, twice before her feet left the stage. In sinuous flight, she looped around room as a long noodle dragon. Her breasts, udders and dripping sex hanging for all to see among the sparkles of her scales and jewelry.

“Meeerrrrrwooo,” Angelica purr made the chandeliers vibrate. “This is fun! Come Mistress, lets play.”

“Ftthyu vivi fwlp.” Stella said, sending their tentacles slithering toward Tina’s heavy paw feet. Each one could smell the vital cum barely constrained by the fabric of Tina’s pants.

Tina’s huge grin narrowed slyly, “The bigger they are…” She trailed off to a truly manic giggle as she touched her card. Stella expected the mistress to burst into flame, choosing the demonic card, but instead four gossamer dragonfly wings unfurled from her back. They buzzed, and she lifted her feet from the ground. In a single twirl she shrunk down to double the size of a barbie doll and zipped off towards the ceiling.

“Aaaaand they’re off!” The Jackalope cried. “Guess everyone’s in the splash zone for this one.”

The guests hooted and cheered as the four of them paused to take in the situation. Stella and Steph occupied the stage. Angelica curled like a streamer playing in the wind over the entrance and Tina hovered in among the crystal prisms of the central chandelier.

Stella and Steph conferred, their minds tickling each other without need of words. Tina would be far yummier but the idea of dragon milk had an appeal of its own. Which one to go after? The answer was both. Stella focused on Dragon Angelica while Steph directed half their eyes towards Tina. If either of them thought they were out of reach, they were very wrong. Seven tentacles slapped against the wall behind them and extended at breakneck speeds, racing along the ceiling in a V formation.

Tina zipped off to the side, leaving a trail of sparkling dust in their wake. Steph split off three tentacles to give chase while Stella directed the remaining one towards the big momma dragon.

Angelica steered wide of the oncoming tentacles, rushing toward the stage along the wall of the ballroom. The extreme length of her body made it nearly impossible to dodge the swift tentacles, and she didn’t appear to try. Instead, even as the tendrils entangled her hips she charged down on top of Steph and Stella, their massive talons encircling the pair’s arms and drove their torso to the ground.

“Hi puppies.” She growled, then kissed both Steph and Stella with a single lap of her huge sandpaper tongue. “Sorry I can’t pin you to the wall like I used to, but I’ll give you both a different ride. I’ll-” Her mouth sprang open as Stella pushed four thick tentacles into her warm pussy that floated more than halfway across the room. “AAAAgraaaaaa!” She cried out.

With a smile on both her face and the end of their arms, Stella lifted the tentacles of their skirt to ensnare Angelica’s upper and lower jaws, holding them apart while she directed more to entangle that broad tongue. Angelica tried to jerk away but Steph and Stella mere went with her, their body suspended between those huge teeth.

Stella concentrated on their four extended tentacles buried in Angelica’s sex. Pushing two in while pulling two out, then reverse. She positioned two on either side of her giant clit, stimulating on either side of it. Yet it wasn’t a one-way street, the pleasure they gave rebounded through the tentacles, like electric pulses along wires.

“Hurr hurr hurr.” Angelica rumbling laugh blended with a purr as she ceased her struggling, her elongated body slowly floated down to the floor, her comparatively stubby rear legs spreading to allow the tentacles to reach into her depth.

Stella blinked in surprise at Angelica’s apparent surrender before the dragon’s head twisted suddenly, a long tongue flicked out of her entangled jaws. The forked tip slapped against their sex, which they had exposed when they lifted the tentacles of their skirt as no legs remained. Instead a huge trifold spade that occupied the width of their hips greedily sucked in the rough tongue. Dark stars shot through Stella’s vision as Angelica tasted them. Steph faired no better, the tentacles that were crisscrossing the room in pursuit of the sparkling Yeen Queen faltered, allowing gravity to remember their presence. They fell to the earth, landing on top of guests and tables. On several they upended the baskets of plums, scattering their transformative mana across those closest. The victims moaned with pleasure and surprise as their bodies shifted while their fellows laughed and cheered.

While Stella and Steph perceived these happening, they didn’t penetrate their awareness which rapidly narrowed down to Angelica and their competing levels of bliss. Unable to muster any sort of restraint, they ground themselves against the dragoncat’s offered tongue. While far too rough enough to rend mortal flesh, it proved to be the perfect surface to stimulate their eldritch toughened folds. It felt unearthly wonderful. So enraptured, they dimly realized that their only path to victory lay in making the enormous dragon come first.

They thrashed their tentacles inside her, extended their arms to clamp their paw maws over her massive breasts. Giving up on restraining the tongue entirely freed up tentacles to slither down Angelica’s sides and wrap around the teats of her udder. With their combined arms and tentacles, they suckled, writhed, thrusted and rubbed in every way Steph and Steve could conceptualize.

And yet. And yet… that giant tongue! Freed, it pulled out to lap and tease their pulsing clit as if they were a catnip flavored squeezy treat. Steph and Stella’s muzzles jousted with each other as they rose on an ever-climbing rocket of bliss. A rocket itching to explode.

Hold it! They urged one another in that dark bridge between their mind, hold it together. Not for any cogent reason, only their in born competitive spark drove them to want Angelica to come first!

She did. It started with a sharp quiver in her pussy walls. She attempted to still it by clamping down on the tentacles but Steph and Stella instinctively shoved them even deeper, triggering a thrashing spasm that radiated up and down her long body. Feeling sudden heat below them, Stella and Steph flung themselves from Angelica’s maw just in time to avoid a gout of flame erupting along with her bellow of bliss.

“It’s heating up in here folks!” The Jackalope announced to a cheering crowd, although several tables were too busy with their own festivities to pay much attention.

Even as they whirled through the air, Steph and Stella had a perfect view of Tina streaking toward them, a small glittery comet. From the jump, their skirt of tentacles had flared out, flashing their bright red folds to the room as bullseye that the pixie yeen zeroed in on. Zig zagging around two tentacles that reached for her, she impacted their pussy with a soft suupth! Her speed driving her so deep that only her foot paws protruded from the swollen lips.

“Fawwwwf ff’phaa!” The pair cried as they hit the stage. Tina struggled mightly inside them. Claws, tongue, humping, stimulating all the sensitive flesh that Angelica’s tongue had primed. Desperately Steph and Stella grabbed for those tiny protruding feet, but the tips of their tentacles were too blunt, their suckers too wide. Their mistress remained inside of them, slamming them back into the blissful rocket ship, plotting their course toward the explosion.

Powerless to stop it. The tips their tentacles all grabbed the nearest object to entwine, whether it be a table, chair, guest or a still recovering Angelica to share the pleasure coursing through them. As the struggling mistress propelled the rocket to its breaking point, their paw maws tore off their own dress to kiss and suckle their own multitude of breasts. With a scream of eldrich babble the rocket exploded in a sunshattering orgasm. A gush of juice propelled Tina from their sex like a cannon and sent bulges racing down every single tentacle. The captured among the guests all cried out as something slick, rubbery, and round squeezed out of the tips.

Steph and Stella felt the Cuthonic card evaporate within them and immediately their body reeled all the tentacles back into themselves. The fleshy implosion did not hurt but it did flush the afterglow of the organism from their minds. Rendering them both startlingly awake and… hungry. Rising onto their paws and newly existent knees, they spotted Tina struggling to her own feet in a puddle of shiny fem cum. Her upper paws and tongue attempted to clear the slime from her wings but her lower limbs pumped her twin cocks.

Pausing only for a quick glance at each other, Stella and Stella pounced on their diminutive mistress, easily pinning her to the floor, trapping her arms beneath their new thumbs. Her eyes widened as the sisters loomed over her.

“Something we can help you with Mistress?” The pair asked, letting their tendril tongues reach down and curl around her tiny cocks.

“My what big tongues you’ve grown. Nik nik!” She giggled in a squeaky voice before succumbing to a yawn of pleasure. Yet Stella caught her glance at something behind them. Following her gaze, Stella spotted Angelica stalking towards the stage. If they paused for banter, they were going to have a very heavy kitty on their backs.

“-urry,” Stella slurred around her tongue and dipped her head to close her lips around Tina’s doll wood. Steph quickly followed.

Tiny but so scrumptious, the cock radiated the heady flavor of the bull cum it contained, like a flavorful hard mint. Stella wanted to suck and savor it slowly as Tina squirmed in their grasp but they had no time. Instead, she fluttered her tongue across the tip. Tina kicked and clawed at the floor involuntarily, her teeth clamped together.

Behind them Stella heard a creak of wood, betraying Angelica’s return to the stage.

“Niiiiiiii!” Tina’s little laugh stretched as the sisters’ frantic tongues and lips brought her to the very edge. Yet the stubborn fairy yeen held until the Stella and Steph felt Angelica’s muzzle part the fur along their spine follow by the heavy weight of her breasts.

“Go ahead and finish her dearies,” Angelica purred into their ears, one of her hands sweeping up the line of their breasts. “Momma can wait.”

Perhaps Tina had finally reached the end of her willpower or simply gave up when Angelica’s return hadn’t freed her. Either way, her puppy sized body bucked, her tiny cocks spurting out their delicious milk. Steph and Stella greedily sucked out two more dimensioning pumps of sweet candy cum.

“Ni-ni-ni.” Tina laughed softly before her head fell back and she slumped against the wooden floor.

“Good girls.” Angelica cooed, “Now let her alone.”

Steph and Stella obeyed, releasing Tina’s cocks as Angelica hauled them up against her. As a quadraped it was easy to underestimate how big Angelica was but she easily had over a hundred pounds of feline muscle on the diminutive maid sisters. Angelica wedged them between her breasts and rolled onto her side. One of her arms held them in place, while the other hand slipped down to run a padded finger around their swollen spade.

“You got me good.” She whispered, “I do love being love being tied up and being forced to drink my captor’s scent. But you know what? I know what you puppies like too.” Her fingers started to dip inside their sex, setting off flutters of bliss. “You love being taken.” All four fingers drove into the sister’s twisted sideways and gripped the edge of her pelvis. The action stretched Steph and Stella farther than they’d ever been. They blinked back tears and both sets of lips shaped into O’s at the end of their muzzles.

“I gave up my cock, but rest assured, I can still take you two when you don’t expect it.” She gave them a little shake, demonstrating her grip on them before wriggling her fingers. “You’re going to cleaning, bent over something then wham! I’m going to have you both. Doesn’t that sound fun?”

“Yes!” Stella and Steph cried as tried to thrust themselves onto those forceful fluttering fingers.

“Aren’t you supposed to be struggling?” She tsked, gnawing at their ears. “I have three removals. You come this last time and you're totally stuck like this. Permanently, eight hours a day you’re a maid, period, can’t even tell your mistress no. The pair of you smell constantly of heat and everyone in this room knows what happens when they call you good girls.”

“Yes!” Steph cried, opening their legs further, inviting the fingers deeper.

“Oh gawds.” Stella whimper passed beneath Steph’s cry, but she remembered the boons, and what she wanted to do with them. With a grimace of effort, she clamped down on the fingers inside them. The strong muscles that trapped Angelica’s red rocket in them for hours now squeezed the fingers out.

“Ooh!” The action shocked Angelica so much she let go with her other arm, letting Stella fling their body out of her grip. It resulted it a kinda a slow roll out between Angelica’s and only resulted in a thick hyena paw being gently placed on their stomach.

“Hehehe. Well if you don’t want the pet to lock you into your new life. Then your mistress is happy to do it.” Tina grinned down at them. “Do you need to win?” She asked in a far softer voice.

“No!” Steph barked.

“No, but I want a chance at it.” Stella said, casting her best puppy eyes up at Tina, “Will you please allow me that mistress?”

“If that’s the way you wish to play it. Then will figure this out with one breeding.” The paw lifted away as she grasped her pair of cocks, “One for each of you. Angelica, are you game for a little double dicking?”

“Are you mewing me?” Angelica tried to scoff but it got tangled up in her purr, resulting in a coughing fit. Still, she laughs. “Once mew finished them off, mew planned to do this.”

She stood circled around so her rear faced Tina and raised her tail so it arched across her back, presenting her gorgeous slick pussy. Inhaling deeply, her wings gave half flap before she bellowed out screaming call somewhere between an eagle’s screech and a jaguar’s roar. The sound bypassed Steph and Stella ears and deliver a kick of pure horny between their legs.

“Now there’s a display for ya.” The Jackalope’s voice barked but he and the guests inhabited a different plane of existence from the contestants. Stella and Steph paid them zero mind as they approached, running a paw through the brightly spotted fur of her hip and thigh.

“You’re so sexy.” Stella said, mind turning over how the hell they’d make this work. Hip to hip would be too wide for Tina’s cocks to do anything but tickle.

Two steps ahead of them, the mistress rushed past them to the corner of the room where a grand piano waited under a white dust cloth. With a groan of effort, she wheeled it closed to them. Patting the top, she grinned while her twin cocks dribbled with excitement. “On your back here, pet. My maids, be good girls and straddle her.”

Purring so hard that Stella felt it through the pads of their footpaws, Angelica took her time in obeying, curling around first Steph and Stella who couldn’t help hug her thick fluffy tail, then giving each of Tina’s cocks a teasing kiss before rubbing her body against them. Tina didn’t let that pass, grabbing hold of the base of Angelica’s tail and swatting her wide fuzzy ass. The impact made Angelica mew that turned into moaning mrowl as Tina ran two knuckles between the folds of her slit.

“Behave or I will make you come right now.” Tina growled, then undermined her sternness with a giggle.

“Yes mewtress!” She cried back, hurrying up onto the piano and laying paws up, opening her wings, her heavy breasts falling to either side of her chest and spread her legs wide. “Breed me mewtress! Please!”

Tina’s grin broke into an open pant as Steph and Stella scrambled onto the piano. Angelica’s thick haunch thighs prevented them from straddling her properly, so instead they hugged her half full udder to their stomach and spread their legs. Fortunately, one of Tina’s paw hands grasped a buttock to prevent them from sliding off. The very bottom edge of their spade pressed against the tip of Angelica’s protruding clit. Unable to resist the temptation, the sisters began to grind against it.

Angelica clap her hands to her breasts and pulled at their long nipples. “Oh Mrrreeeew! Breed us Mewtress. Hurry pleeease!”

“Nak Nak Nak!” Tina’s laugh rang with her amusement. “There, all my loves, lined up and playing so nicely together.

All three of them gasped with need as she rested the tips of her cocks on the folds of their two sexes, Angelica’s human folds and the sister’s wholly canine opening. Steph released a howl as its thickness parted their folds and spread their internal walls. Stella and Angelica both let out their own feline mewls of pleasure on the second thrust, both tilting their hips to let Tina thrust as deeply as she could. The motion pressing their two feminine sexes into even closer contact.

“Hehehe! Now this,” Tina gasped between heavy pants, “is what I wanted. The three of us… Together. I didn’t know what shape it would… take. But I- grrrahh gra hahaa! Love being the mistress! Love the feel of you all looking up at me. Love pushing you. Love… you… all!” A possessive growl rumbled through her as she seized the maids by the tail and pulled hard, using them as lever to crash her hips into Angelica’s rear with even greater force. Steph and Stella had to cling to her udder with all their strength, causing the thick teats to squirt out streams of milk. Instinctively, their tongues wrapped around teats and their mouths followed, sucking down the warm sweet milk with desperate strength.

“Mrroooowww!” Angelica cried out, all of her limbs stretched out involuntarily. “Breeeed, aaaaah breeeed mew! I’ll be your pet, your. Your bitch, your witch, your hands.” She picked her head up to gaze at Steph and Stella with huge pupils. “My prey, my playmates, I have so much planned for our loveleeeeey sluts. Let me fly and breed mew! Fill meeeew up!”

“Ha! … Ha! …” Tina strained for breath, her thrusts slowed to the point where Stella could feel the cock inside her throb. The hand clenched around the base of their tail controlled their movement entirely. Almost more than the thrusting motion of Tina’s hips, she pulled them down onto it, as if they were a sheath. The rippling muscles in Tina’s arms made any resistance pointless, futile. That made it so much better.

“I…” Stella forced herself to let go of the teat. “Love this!” She cried out. “I c-c-can’t understand it but I love being the little maid slut you’ve made me into. I love being unable to refuse my mistresses! Aaaaah!” Their own sex quivered, flexing her muscles to squeeze around that wonderful cock inside them.

“Hrrrrr! Tight!” Tina groaned.

“Come!” Angelica pleaded. “Come inside us Mewstress!”

“Not yet!” Steph barked, “We’re sooo close!”

“Nnnnnn-” Tina drove herself deep, grabbing all four of the hips before her to grind against them both. The Pet and maids cried out as hot seed flooded their insides. “-aaaak! Naaak!” Tina finished, her snake hair hissing contently.

Below them Angelica bucked and shuddered before letting out a pleased, “Meeerrrwow.”

Stella starred down at Angelica with widening eyes. Had she come? Mistress certainly had, they had been achingly close but-

“Keep talking Stella, your mistress like hearing it. Keep talking till you come.” Tina laughed once and then thrusted hard, filling them up.

“Mrowl!” She screamed as Steph whined beside her.

She tried again, “Um, I- Yipe!”

Tina’s cock’s spread them further than before, gaining girth by every passing moment.

“I.. I… Love-” Stella fought for a scrap of concentration, “When you… humilate us… me! Mreeew. Because I’m a naw-naughty sssslut! Oh oh aaaaah!”

By the time she’d struggled through the sentence, Tina’s cock had lost half its length but being twice as thick more than made up for it, it stretching their spade taunt. Tina made short little thrusts to ensure it didn’t slip out. Canting her hips to stay in Angelica as well. She lay there, her legs encircling Tina’s hips and arching her back.

Steph howled, “Just call us your good girls! I wanna be your good dog. Your puppy. I wanna loooove you for forever.”

Stella barked her agreement, “I… didn’t take the p-p-permeant card to w-w-win. I-I didn’t want to mew! go back!”

Tina’s pulled out her now plug like sexes, switching her motion to simply rubbing them up and down across the two stacked pussies before her. The switch made the women squirm and gasp for breath.

“Heeeee!” Tina smiled with complete delight. “Because you’re a woman Stella. I- heheeee! Knew it the moment we got you in a dress. I know you love cocks, like the good slut you are. Hehe Nak! But I bet you really love it when I fuck you pussy to pussy!” She delivered a sharp slap to Steph and Stella’s left buttcheek.

It sent them screaming over the edge. They came so hard they went blind until they remembered to breath.

“Again!” Tina growled. “Come for me.”

“Yes mistress!” They shouted.

“Hehe! You too pet!” Tina stirred Angelica with another spanking.

“Meew! Yes Mewstress!” Angelica pleaded.

“I might have lost this finale but you’re all going to pay for it. Nak nak nak!” She laughed with a savage glee before her own orgasm staggered her. Reeling back she stabilized herself with her thick tail coiling behind her. Giggling with evil intent she fell down to her knees to savage both her pets. She alternated between her long tongue and the thick tip of her tail. Making them howl, mew and plead for mercy as the weight of the guest’s applause slowly pushed into their awareness.

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