A Game Of No Hands Chapter 16

Angelica giggled like a hyena as she watched Steve’s right head attempt to dodge the hyper slobber assault from the left. If she weren’t firmly held by Tina’s many arms the husky woman’s entire body probably would have kneeled over.

“Blb-bl-blb!” Went the right head as she turned side to side, trying to avoid the tongue until finally wedging a paw up between them.

“Awww! But Sis I just want you to know I luv you!” The left head’s pale blue eyes sparkled with energic mania. That had to be Steph. Meanwhile, the brown eyed right head stared at Angelica with the same shock and betrayal that she’d seen on many a husky’s face when they’re dropped off at the groomers. That be Steve.

“Don’t look at me like that!” Angelica said in the precise tone she’d often respond to unruly clients. “I didn’t give you any cards this turn.”

“Make her stop!” Steve pleaded. It was Tina who interceded, shoving her muzzle between the two heads. Not that there was much space between them at all. Steve and Steph’s shoulders had only widened an inch or two to make room for their split neck.

“Enough.” Tina huffed without a single breath of laughter, her ears sagging. “We must sort this out.”

Angelica cocked her head at the sudden deflation of the Yeen Queen’s mood. She’s welcomed two additional arms with giddy laughter but drew the line at additional heads on her husband/wife. Interesting.

The left head pouted with a canine whine before answering, “Yes mistress,” in a sulky tone. “My sister just needs more love.”

“I have plenty of love!” Steve blustered. “I’ve had plenty of dresses, boobs and getting forced to clean.” Their right paw worked at prying Tina’s hands loose from her waist. “I’m a guy! Not…” The black lips yawned open as one of her tentacles circled around the outside of her resculpted thigh and penetrated up into her sex. “…This!” She moaned.

“Don’t listen to her mistress,” Steph cooed rubbing her cheek against Tina’s muzzle. “We love what you’ve done to us. You just have to push her harder to get her to admit it.”

“N-n-n-Noooo?” Steve protested as both paws started to kneed at their copious breasts. Their second tentacle joining the first in their pussy to thrust and squirm.

“See mistress? I don’t…” Steph gave a identical moan to her sister, her eyes starting to roll back behind their lids. “C-control her li-li-limbs!” Despite her words, the paws worked in coordination up and down their breasts, squeezing nipples between their thick digits. Tina let go of their waist, allowing them to access the bottom set.

“Li-li-liar!” Steve gasped, both paws reached back to hang onto Tina’s neck. “This is…”

“Soooo goood!” Steph cried out, spread their as both tentacles swelled within them. The pair howled in perfect unison as their hips bucked. Juice squirted out around the edges of her spade as the organism shuddered through their body.

The tentacles pulled out. Steph and Steve gave breathy sighs as Tina’s lower them down to the ground.

“You going to tell us you never want to feel that again?” Steph asked.

“Shutup!” The other head hid her flushed face within her paw. “I’m not suppose to be...” She trailed off, apparently unable to finish the sentence.

Steph beamed her victorious grin up at Tina, “See mistress! She’s all bark.”

Tina nodded and gave a pleased chuckle, her own nostrils flaring with the scent of their performance. “We will have fun with the both of you.” Then she looked across the table and met Angelica’s eyes. “Heeeehehe! It appears the kitty liked it even more.”

“Fuck you Queenie.” Angelica would have flicked her off but both hands were dug into the arms of the recliner. The husky maid’s performance had lit her new pussy on fire. The first whine of conflict between the conjoined sisters had set a sensation of moisture creeping along her unplumbed crevices. Even without the damn trigger, watching the absolutely gorgeous creature Steve had become pleasure herself, would set her on edge. Now her entire body screamed for touch.

“Are we a grumpy cat today?” Tina fingered her own black shaft. “We have a treat for grumpy cats if she asks nicely.”

Angelica wanted that shaft. Wanted it shoved into her new regions and squeezed between her huge tits. Yet she, perhaps alone among the three, or four depending how you count, remembered what came next. So she balanced her lust against another need, the need to win and fought it, ears staining for a sound.

The sound of one more card flip and it came with the call of a tiny trumpet. A gold-rimmed card dealt itself the center of the coffee table. All available heads turned towards it and the word emblazoned upon it. “Round two challenge! Catch your prey!”

Golden light flared up from the card, then coalesced into squat form of a rabbit with a pair of small branching antlers. “Hehehee! You’ll never catch me! Nyoom!” It cried out in glee before sprinting as a golden streak off toward the apartment’s bedroom.

Tina and Angelica’s surprised eyes met for a moment before their lips split into snarls. They both scrambled after the golden jackalope, Tina vaulting over the couch while Angelica nearly knocked over the recliner. Angelica reached the door first and attempt to bar Tina’s entry with the spread of her wings. Four hands grabbed, lifted her and flung her out of the doorway so quickly that Angelica stumbled, dizzy from the motion.

“Come on!” Steve shouted at their sister from behind Tina, “Help us get up.”

“But we’re still after glowing here. It's comfy.” Steph whined back.

Angelica shook her head, tried to ignore the heat that shot through her loins and ran after Tina.

“Gotcha!” Tina laughed as she shoved a mitt into the dark beneath the bed.

“Not even close! Nyoom!” The Jackrabbit shot out from the other side, bounced off the wall and ran across the very ruffled sheets. It leapt over Tina’s sweeping grab and narrowly avoided the snap of her teeth. Angelica pounced, throwing herself at the golden bunny thing as it shot toward the door. It zigged at the last moment, warm body brushing Angelica’s fingers. Angelica hit the floor with a soft “oof,” but barely felt the impact, thanks to her cushioning floof.

Growling, Tina threw herself upright and thundered towards the doorway as the Jackolope sprang through it. Angelica eeped and tucked in her wings to avoid getting kicked before scrambling after her. The bunny beeline along the rear of the couch, Tina chasing right behind it.

“There it is! Get it!” Steve and Steph stepped out in front of the dashing bunny thing. It shot through her spread legs. Tina, far to big to fit, slammed headlong into the two headed woman so hard that the pair of them somersaulted. The Jackalope dived beneath the doorway to the apartment’s second bedroom and squeezed through the crack with a little kick of its legs.

“Get off of our royal henie!” Tina roared as Angelica ran past the jumble of limbs. Throwing open the door revealed a massive computer desk, a bevy of lighting equipment, bookcases stacked with video game themed figurines and toys, this was Tina’s stream room. Angelica didn’t see where the jackalope had hidden.

“But Mistress, you are on top of us!”

“Yeah hon! We called it too. Oh can we call that one a triple header?”

Angelica stumbled into the room, the shear amount of arousal making it difficult to walk. Clapping her hands over her ears she attempted to shut out the argument as the pair detangled themselves and scanned shelves. The little fucker glowed, he should be obvious if he hid among the toys. Maybe beneath a bookshelf?

Getting down on her hands and knees required letting go of her ears and instantly the voices snapped back into clarity.

“Hehe! Put those tentacles away! Later pet.”

“Steph stop it! We can’t let Angelica win the second round!”

“Who cares! We’re not gonna win anyway.”

Angelica’s arousal forced her tail straight up as she tried to peered into the dark beneath the shelving. To get that low she had to squish her nipples against the carpet, the sensation drove her ass higher into the air. “Mount me.” She heard herself whisper, imagining Tina driving her femcock deep into her slit.

Belatedly she noticed a glow deep beneath a book case. Panting, she dragged herself over towards it, internally screaming as her plug like nipples dragged across the rough carpet. Her cock throbbed as fresh tingling spread along the outlines of her feminine sex. Thrusting a hand beneath the bookcase she groped for the bunny when heard a laugh directly behind her.

“Is our Cat Bird all excited?” Tina asked as grabbed Angelica by the base of her tail. “Did you find a mousie?”

Angelica yowled, need blending with protest as she was dragged back from the bookcase. Only one chance of winning this now, distracting Tina with her own trigger. “Yes your hiiiiiii-” A thick pad pressing against the swollen lips of her pussy transmuted the words into a needy scream.

“Patience pet. Nak nak nak.” Tina taunted her before gently placing her footpads on Angelica’s cheek and pressing her head into the carpet.

The only protest Angelica could muster was a soft hiss as she fought to keep herself from falling entirely into the sub space that yawned open in her head. Tina’s musk pressed down on her as surely as the soft pads of her foot, it had a spicey, almost cinnamon flavor to it. Still she tried to keep focused. There was something she had to do, a golden thing she wanted.

“Hehe. You look so delicious down there my fluffy angel, my pretty punk kitty. Now stay.” With a tiny push Tina turned and sauntered toward the bookcase. “Is this were he went?”

“Yes my Queen.” The honorific flowed from Angelica’s lips naturally as her ears heated with Tina’s words. She tried to blink away the cloud of lust that obscured her thoughts but to little avail.

“How appropriate. Heehee.” Tittering, she stepped to the side of the bookcase and pulled one of the few books on the shelf. The click of a latch sounded and the bookcase swung open. A hidden closet packed with sexual accessories, from bundles of colorful shibari ropes, to a rack of plethor outfits and tastefully arranged set of vibrators organized by size. As Angelica stared at the kink closet in both awe and envy, she entirely missed the golden jackalope hiding among the tall shiny boots arrayed along the bottom.

“Uh oh!” The Jackalope squeaked. “See ya! Nyoom!”

Tina had seen him though. As he bolted her tail whipped across the width of the closet. The impact propelled the jackalope back into the closet, where he scattered the boots as bowling ball scatters pins. He hit the rear of the closet with a dull thud.

“Oooh.” The Jackalope growned as small stars circled his head. “Ya got me lady. Six points to the Yeen Queen.”

Six points? Fuck me. Thats double the last round. Angelica shook out her head, her competitive will finally pulling her back from the void of sub space.

“Who will come in second?” The Jackalope jumped up onto his feet. “Nyoom!”

It bolted for the door, Angelica tried to block his pass with wing but the little speed demon zipped through before the wing extended halfway.

“There it is!” One of Steve’s heads bark excitedly. “Get it!”

“Oh fine! Come ‘ere you.”

Tina threw back her head and cackled before grinned wickedly down at Angelica. “Go on Kitty, or are you going to let the dog beat you?”

“No!” Angelica lifted to herself upright with a partial flap of her wings. While she’d cleared some of the lust fog from her mind, her entire body trembled with need. The sensation of her pussy lips pressing against each other nearly dumped her right back onto the floor. Swaying, she lurched into the door frame and hung there, surveying the room.

The stupid dog was stalking toward the kitchen, her fluffy curled tail high and alert. The tail connected to a wonderfully plush ass that stood out among the husky woman’s now more moderate curves and perfect hourglass figure. Their orgasmic howl echoed through Angelica mind as she began to stalk forward, not making a sound.

Steve grabbed a frying pan from the counter as they rounded the corner.

“You think that will work?” Steph huffed at the pan.

“Maybe. You got a better idea?” Steve growled back with annoyance.

They continued to argue as they surveyed the cabinets. Their two slick shiny pink tentacle, extending from two orifices on their back, just above the fur line of their hips to wrap around the cabinet handles and jerk them open.

Heat and need flared in Angelica as she crept up behind them. Her mind narrowed to consider only where she wanted those tentacles inside her and how she’d fill their mouths. Padded feet carried her so that they were within arms reach. Readying herself to pounce, her quarry yelped in surprise as a gold blur streaked from cabinet. The pan crashed to the cheap linoleum floor. The stupid sexy dog woman whirled and flinched back when she found Angelica standing in her path. Both sets of eyes widened.

Angelica pounced them with roar seizing their shoulders driving them back against the far wall of the galley kitchen. Pinning their arms against the wall she pressed herself against them and made a wonderful discovery. Steve had lost almost six inches of height. Putting them at the perfect height for Angelica to smother both heads with her breasts. Each of their faces were enveloped in the plush fur, the thick nipples ground against their lips.

“Suck them you dog sluts!” Angelica growled her demands over their muffled protests. “Fill those stupid sexy mouths of yours.”

Steph obeyed immediately, latching lips around the nipple and sucking hard. It triggered a wave of pure bliss to pour down into Angelica. Steve joined in after a few more encouraging thrusts of Angelica’s chest. Soon both were suckling in perfect synch. Each pull sending pleasure radiating through her feline body.

“Good Girls.” Angelica purred. “My good girls!” Releasing their paws, she grabbed fistfuls of their hair. Then forcefully pulled her breasts from their mouths. Steph let her nipple go willingly while Steve hung on with desperate suction before releasing it with a moist pop. Not waiting for either of them to recover, Angelica pulled their heads further apart to lick the spot where their necks joined together.

They yelped and shuddered, proving the region to be very sensitive. Following up with a pair of laps that went from the base of one ear, down into the V and up the neck of the other reduced them to quivering putty.

“I’m going to fucking ravage you sluts. Nail you both to this fucking wall.” Angelica growled as she levered her body up and down theirs, dragging her breasts over their rows of mammaries. A tiny bit of her mind was aware she was taking out her frustration over Tina’s win on Steve but the majority did not care. Besides, half of them didn’t mind one bit.

“Yes please!” Steph’s blue eyes shined with excitement.

“I’m not a slut!” Her counter part squeaked.

“Then you’re my prey.” Angelica kissed those black lips hard. She resisted, pressing mouth closed. Angelica released their hair, flowing her hands down their sides until she found the lowest set of breasts. Pinching a nipple between her sharp claw-like nails, Steve’s mouth sprang open, allowing her to thrust her tongue into it. Swiftly she captured the thin tongue inside and Steve resistance collapsed into eagerness. Her lips worked against her thinner feline hybrid ones.

“Take us! Fuck us!” Steph cried and kissed at Angelica ear.

Releasing Steve from the lip lock, Angelica kicked their legs open and rammed her cock up inside their juicy spade all the way to her bulbous knot. Steph and Steve wrapped their legs around Angelica’s hips as she braced them against the wall and began to thrust. In a mere two strokes gravity pulled them down over the knot.

The husky sisters howled as Angelica rutted them into the wall, using all the strength of her altered legs. Their canine spade clamped tighter and tighter around her so each thrust pulled them away from yellowing white surfacing. Cracks spread through the plaster from the repeated impact of husky ass. Angelica hissed and spat as the pressure built from the tip of her cock all the way back to her balls, demanding she thrust ever deeper. Still though, her pussy yearned for a touch of its own.

“Inside me!” She demanded. “Put them inside me!”

But the Husky sisters didn’t respond, their only vocalizations down to needy whimpers that accompanied each thrust.

“I need you trrrrrrwwwwwwwwl!” Angelica yowled as the pressure broke inside of her. Blissful relief swept through her as she spurted deep inside the canine cunt. A cascade of quivering traveled up into her still burning cavity. Then, as if that had been a fuse, the innards of her hips detonated all at once. Her knees gave out. Fortunately Steve and Steph managed to get a foot beneath so their tail wasn’t smashed into the floor. Panting against each other they eased themselves onto the floor. Angelica smiled with pride from the top of the husky woman. They looked back at her with identical, sated expressions.

“Well the card didn’t say what had to be prey. Four points to the Punk Pantheress!” The three of them glanced up at the voice to find the Jackalope perched on the counter above. “That leaves the Husky Maid at her usual position on the bottom of the pile. Two points! Till next round gals!”

In a blink, the Jackalope disappeared, leaving a small pinhole of light where it had stood. That too quickly faded.

A yeen laugh sounded from the far end of the kitchen. “Now this we find, highly amusing. Both my pets appear to have tied themselves up without me having to do anything. What shall we do about this?”

“Fuck all of us?” Steph suggested.

Angelica quickly clapped her hand over Steve’s mouth as it open to respond. “Don’t you two start until we’re unknotted. And then… I’m going to gag one of you.”

Steve’s forehead wrinkled in confusion but Steph’s eyes lit with an insight. “Ooooh, your trigger!” Their tail started to wag.

“Hehehehe!” Tina’s sinister laugh echoed as she walked toward the pair. “Why in such a hurry Angelica? This wonderful opportunity to play with both pets at the same time. I don’t think I can carry both of you to the bedroom so this will have to do.”

Angelica tried to look behind her but her wings blocked her vision, so she couldn’t prepare herself for the touch of all four hands. They swept up her legs, grasped her tail and gently teased all her sensitive bits.

“Oh you are so soft. Its as if you’re warm plush toy.” Tina laughed gently.

“She is very very soft.” Steph agreed, nuzzling up into Angelica’s breasts.

“Its kinda like being uhh, tethered to a very heavy fur blanket.” Steve chuckled.

“Enjoy it while it lasts… mew!” A dull claw parted Angelica sensitive pussy lips. “Aah. You’ll be my toys at the end of this.”

“Bratty bottoms and cats always swear their impotent revenge.” Tina’s hands encircled Angelica’s knees and spread them firmly.

“I’m not a bot-mmmmrrrrralllll!” The sensation of a warm rod parting her passage knocked the words from her lips. She’d imagined what it would feel like for a very long time. To feel someone IN her, way better than her backdoor experimentations. Clutching, she perceived Tina’s entire length.

“Oooh gods. Tina, show me. Show me what it feels like.” Angelica gasped.

“With pleasure my Loves.” Tina whispered, carefully positioning onto Angelica back, careful not to crush a wing or her husband. Then began with gentle thrusts.

The three below her moaned their approval.

None of them got up from the kitchen floor for a long time after that.

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