Floppy Disk 5
Floppy Disk 5
With some real sexual experience under his belt, and a fantasy somewhat fulfilled, what else is in store for Greg? Will Ms. Shan'tika finally win her soughtafter prize?
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After exiting Ms. Belford's home and walking down the sidewalk back to his home, Greg had a bit of a spring in his step. Maybe it was the fact he saw his first pair of real tits at the age of 12, or maybe he got it on, sorta, with his hot family friend. Either way, Greg was quite giddy, in more than one ways. His sheath throbbed, eager for Round 2. While walking down the street Greg noticed his Mom's car was home. She was usually always the first one home but sometimes worked late. He opened the door and stepped inside, said hello to his mother and went back upstairs into his room, thinking it was time to answer a few more emails. A part of him prayed he didn't get anymore, even if he still felt his plan was set in motion. A wiggle of the mouse and after typing his password brought the boy back to his desktop, and under a few clicks was back in his inbox to 237 messages. The bunny blinked in surprise but told himself he brought this upon himself, a small exhale escaping his nose. The bunny started down the list. trying to answer every email...
"whoa gimme some of dat bunnymeat ;) reply soon! i also attachd a pic 4 u!"
Greg downloaded the picture, looking over his shoulder as if anyone could be watching. For insurance, closed the door. He was grateful that his parents knocked and respected his privacy, even he was 12. A small prompt signaled the download was complete, fueling Greg's curiosity. The picture opened. The quality looked like it was taken with a cellphone, but nonetheless it was pretty decent. It showed a picture of a Female Equine who looked in her early 20's, sweater over her breasts and exposing them to the mirror. He blushed, "Oh my.", and saved the picture for more fap fuel later. After clicking back on the email, replied to it and sent. He leaned into his chair with a heavy sigh. "One down, two-hundred more to go..."
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Back upon the mountain, Ms. Shan'Tika watched with great interest as the images played out in order in which the were taken.
Her fingers worked their magic on her sex and clit below, wanting to sample this boys fine meat between his legs. She bit her lip, orgasming against her fingers yet again. Sex always made her think. Sure it was weird, but when she needed to think, she'd start masturbating. Her main reason right now was how to get him up here without necessarily giving his parents, or anyone else for that matter, a reason to be suspicious. She had his address, provided by Ms. Belford, and could go see him at any moment when she so chose. Her fingers worked up against her clit, rewarding them with a soft moan. She smiled, "I've got it..."
Orgasm.
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It took just one email to get Greg hot under the collar, his hand finding its way into his shorts. It rubbed along his sheath, teasing and sending pleasurable feelings across his form. Every few moments he raised it out of his shorts, typed up a reply to each email, then it found its way back into his shorts. Thanks to that Furlist ad he posted, his fap folder had grown in considerable size in under an hour. He had collected pictures of all sorts of breasts, and a few below the below too. One thing he noticed was there were more males compared to females that messaged him. Admittedly, he didn't swing that way but it did leave him curious in any regard. "I...will uh...save a few for later..." The boy reasoned then clicked the next email....
"Hello!
I saw your ad and was curious if you wanted to meet up at the Gas -n- Go in the bathroom. You come in, stick that wonderful meat through the hole, and I suck you off! Maybe even a little further. ;) If so, I'll be in the Guys bathroom in Stall #2. You go into #1 and knock on the wall three times. Let me take care of the rest. I'll be there til six servicing others. If the stall is empty, well...come on it. :) "
The boys sheath roused again, swelling at the hint of sex. Attached was a photo of a Female Hyena licking a stiff dildo between her breasts. His eyes narrowed down to the clock and found he had about an hour left before this emailer would be done. The boy motioned downstairs, telling his Mom he was going down to the gas station to get a slushee ( <3~ Mmm!) and would be right back. She nodded and hurried him off. The whole time, the boy had a swollen sheath that throbbed with every step. Greg stepped into the garage and flicked a switch. The switch activated instantly and prompted the garage door to slide open slowly. He strapped on his bike helmet and got on his bike, an obvious erection showing for anyone who looked. Gas -n-Go was about a 10 minute bike from his home, assuming traffic wasn't bad. He took in a breath, then exhaled and kicked off down the road to his destination...
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Ms. Shan'Tika checked the address one more time and talked to her chauffeur. It was indeed the right address. "Such a simple little home...", she commented while she approached the white picket fence and opened the gate. She knocked on the door and adjusted her business suit once more, flashing a healthy amount of cleavage and hoping to give the boy an eyeful. She imagined his reaction to be curiosity mixed with embarrassment. Her thought process was interrupted when the door in front of her opened. Greg's mother, named Barbara, had her hands wrapped under a towel and gawked up at Ms. Shan'Tika with a surprised look in her eye. Both sized each other up in silence for just a few seconds, leaving Barbara to break the silence. "May I help you?", she asked as she finished drying her hands. "Ah, yes. I believe you can. I am looking for your son, Greg. And from the looks, I take it you're his mother, yes?" Ms. Shan'tika grew a little nervous, curious if her little plan would work. Her business-self kicked into place, renewing her confidence. The Rabbit frowned, obvious suspicious. "What do you want with my son?"
"Oh how rude of me!" Shan'tika took a polite bow and smiled at the Rabbit, "I am Shan'tika, an entrepreneur. I live on the small mansion you see on the mountain above the town and I am here to invite your son into my little home for a week as part of his summer project into the world of jobs and making money. I'll even pay him for his time too." Its wonderful what money could buy these days, especially information. Barbara blinked at this proposal, then again, it'd give her and her husband some private time for the first time in several years. "Well uh...Ms. Shan'tika..." Barbara spaced words while she looked around her to the limo behind her form, "I would be happy to discuss this with you but you see, Greg went down the street to the gas station. He should be back if you want to wa-..." "Oh? I'll go pick him up then. I could fill him up on the details on the ride back here and see if he's up for it." Barbara couldn't even get a word in as Ms. Shan'tika turned around and went back into her limo.
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Greg parked his bike up against the door to the Men's Bathroom. It was strange. He had sorta had sex and yet the feeling of nervousness was still bubbling in his stomach. With a sigh, opened the door with the same squeak that had been there for as long as he could remember. The bathroom had three stalls, and three toilets that hung on the wall. There was also a sink, a mirror, and a machine that gave out condoms and lube. The boy's eyes traveled downward, spotting feet in the second stall. 'Well...here goes nothing...' He though as he opened and entered the first stall. Little did he know who was really behind that door in the second stall.
Rick had done this several times now, this being the 38th time (at least according to the little x's on the top left wall in the stall he was in) he had invited a guy into the next stall to suck them off and give them the illusion that there was a female in the next stall with big tits and a mouth of a goddess. It seemed this was the only way he could get off anymore. Rick was a Hyena, much like the picture he had sent to several guys before this new customer of his. After seeing that large cock, just had to have a go at it. In truth he felt a little scared of it, thinking he wouldn't be able to swallow or suck it, or if it was a fake. 'Nothing ventured, nothing gained.' His mind always told him. The door suddenly opened with that same damn squeak. He heard the stall door open to his right then close. Knock, knock, knock. Show time.
Some heads had turned to eye the limo that had pulled up to the gas station, obviously never seeing one before, especially up so close. Ms. Shan'tika gave a soft smirk, filled with a swell of pride as those blue-collared eyed her success. In the corner of her eye she noticed a bicycle, most likely owned by the same reason she was in here. "James, care to gas up while I do a little snooping?", she smiled up at James who in turn nodded. "Sure thing, Miss Shan'tika." James, such a good little slave, erm...driver. She stepped out of the limo, looming over just about everything around her, dressed in her custom-tailored business suit. Perhaps she'd give these blue collars some eyecandy while she snooped. Her tongue flicked between her
teeth, obviously loving the idea. She adjusted her suit, giving quite a view of her cleavage as she walked up and into the gas station, ignoring all the cat calls. 'That little brat better be here...', she growled out in thought as she ducked had to lower her head and enter the gas station.
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Greg faltered in his stall, obviously nervous for some reason even though he had his first sexual encounter just earlier that day. His ears perked and looked to see a small portion of the wall give way, showing a hole to stick his boybits. A finger stuck through, motioning a finger that she was ready. Greg took in a breath then exhaled, standing up in his stall to unbutton his shorts, 'Now or never...' he thought. The boy noticed the hole seemed unnaturally large until a thought occurred that there were species out there with larger genitals. A smirk, unnatural for his demeanor, crossed across his face as he backed away from the hole. "J-just a moment, lemme uhm....lemme get hard..." The sound of his zipper was all that was heard in the otherwise quiet bathroom. Out plopped his boybits into the cool air, already erect. After whispering the code word did that familiar tingle course through his being. Suddenly as if on queue, his boybits started to grow to unnatural proportions with each heart beat. The boy gripped ahold of the growing shaft and pushed it gently through the hole before it became too big to fit. Little did he know if it got any bigger it would effectively lock him in place, or perhaps he did know just didn't really seem to care at the moment. He heard a soft, surprised gasp in the other stall that made that smirk a little wider. His erection continued to grow and throb until the glory hole had been literally filled up, however his boybits wouldn't be denied as they continued to grow and started to spread the cheap wood and dig into his length. There was little pain at all as the wood dug into it but was suddenly pushed aside or it crumbled to the floor. The bottom portion of the hole suddenly gave way, leaving a segment of the wall missing.
On the otherside of the stall, Rick was curious why he didn't see anything coming through the hole. Was the guy nervous? Would he bail? He waited briefly before the mysterious stranger on the other side spoke up and patiently waited. First came the zipper, then the next thing he saw was something poking its way through the hole. It wasn't as big as he hoped for, that is, until it kept growing. He gave a soft gasp as it kept growing, backing away into the stall as if it were some type of diseased thing. The wood in the stall that separated to the two started to snap and crack under the force of the growing phallus. The scent of the biggest penis he'd ever seen wafted through the air, putting the hyena into a sort of charmed daze. The sudden sound of wood hitting concrete knocked him out of his daze, below the cock was the biggest sac he'd seen as well, so ripe and full. His hand touched it, finding it hot to the touch. His own erection made itself known, almost matching the heartbeat his hand felt through that giant pole. This was so unnatural, but it was so right....
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Meanwhile inside the Gas Station, Shan'tika had nosed her way through every aisle trying to find a sign of her prey and went so far as to ask the cashier who had claimed to have not seen him but did mention he had seen him ride up on his back and pointed to it outside. She thanked him with a hefty view of her cleavage and made her way outside. She motioned for her driver to come get the bike while she looked around. Greg struck her as someone not to leave behind his bike and figured he was close, but granted the only place she hadn't looked was...the bathroom. The door, on queue, appeared in front of her. "No door is going to stop me." She hmphed and snorted as she opened the door. The first thing she heard was a soft moan followed by the whine of the door as it opened. Her features curled into a soft smile, thinking she had caught someone doin' the deed in the bathroom. Her form slipped into the bathroom, minding her tail as it came through, then locked the door. She motioned her head down seeing two large spheres under one door. After all this work and patience, Shan'tika found who she was looking for! She was giddy to see her prize so close but another moan fueled a jealous rage. Who would touch her prize? HER prize? Her head motioned above the stall door next to Greg's seeing a male hyena jerking off with one hand, while the other rubbed along the shaft to HER prize. She let out a growl and scowled at him. The hatch of the door was so old it took one solid kick for the hatch to snap off the wood. Greg in the other stall let out a squeak as the door graced gently across his naughtybits.
Shan'tika headbutted the Hyena before he had a change to put up a good defense, forcing him up against the wall and leaving him dazed. She was going to break taboo, again. Disregarding the large cock in the stall (which was having a hard time finding its way back to the stall it was coming from), she lunged at the hyena with her maw open, ready to consume. Her head latched over his own. It took a moment to register for Rick what was happening as he suddenly saw nothing but dark. He made two fists and started to beat on Shan's head as she suddenly raised her head and swallowed, gulping him down in just under a few moments. She normally would savor a meal, but given she had little time to work with and didn't want to scare away Greg. with one final swallow, Rick was not of this world no more and was forced down into Shan'tika's stomach. The stretching of her stomach was obvious as she let out a groan, her clothing yielding to the hyena that made its last stop into her stomach. With a final burp, laid down atop the seat of the toilet. All was quiet save for the gurgling of Shan's stomach. She heard and saw movement, "Don't you dare move from that stall, Boy. I've been trying to find you." She saw the feet under the stall come to a complete halt.
Eating a large meal always made her tired, but this was worse considering she ate a full grown hyena in under 30 seconds. She took a deep breath then stood up and looked into the next stall only to see Greg sitting on the toilet with his pants still down with a cute erection. She couldn't help but giggle at the sight and motioned a finger upwards. "Hello there, Greg. Would you mind pulling your pants up?" In truth she wouldn't mind pouncing him and screwing him silly, but thought this wasn't exactly the best place and time to do it. Greg let out a cute squeak, raising up instantly, turned around and got himself decent. She was drawn in by his innocence and charm, even if he was unaware of it. Of course his innocence would be tainted by the time she got done with him. She flicked her tongue off her sharp teeth at the mere thought, her stomach giving off a gurgle. "Your Mom sent me to get you, Greg. I'm here to take you home and give you a very nice proposition along the way." The mention of his Mom weakened Greg's unwillingness. "M-my Mom? Oh...okay. Thank you Miss..?" "Oh how rude of me. Call me Shan'tika, or Ms. Shan'tika. Either really, doesn't matter." She motioned in front of Greg and unlocked the door. Greg was noticeably quiet, unsure of her intentions and very wary. They both got into the limo which drove off for the quiet drive there, Greg's bike just in front of them. "Ms. Shan? Uhm...where'd that hyena lady go in the other stall back there?" Greg broke the silence, leaving Shan'tika forced to lie.
"Why, there was no one there, little one."
"But I heard..."
"But you heard what?"
"Nothing..."
Shan'tika wasn't one to approve of lying in some cases, but he wouldn't understand. To Shan, he was a prize. HER prize and HERs alone. It was her right and claim to him. "Greg, I'm here as part of your school." She lied. His ears perked up as he looked up at her, "Your school notified me and I volunteered my services to bring bright young people like you into the work force to get you ready." Curious, Greg listened to which Shan'tika just smiled. "I'm going to hire you Greg and you will be paid to do some simple chores around my home. From there, it'll branch into a few harder things, and from there, well...we'll see. You have the rest of the summer to decide to come work for me. Would you like that?" Ms. Shan'tika just explained everything, going so far as to put her hand on the boy's leg and rub it softly. This action didn't go unnoticed. Greg pondered while she rubbed his leg, too frozen it seemed to say something. "Aw...speechless?" She said, "It's okay. I'm sure you'll be more comfortable when we talk to your parents." The boy just shuddered visibly as her hand suddenly gripped his erection through his shorts, making him squeak. "Now Boy..." She spoke in a more harsh tone as her hand gripped his erection painfully, making Greg grip the carseat. "You will agree to do this or I WILL make your life miserable. I have more power and influence than you can comprehend. I can track you down and keep you from progressing in your life. Do we understand each other?" Ms. Shan'tika simply went nose to nose with Greg, to which Greg silently agreed. She licked at his face, cleaning a single tear off his cheek. "You are MINE, Boy. You belong to no one else. Are we clear?" A ring tone filled the air abruptly, forcing Ms Shan'tika to withdraw her hand and answer the phone.
Greg was silent the rest of the way, looking out the window until he saw Ms. Belford's house. The whole time, Ms. Shan'tika was on the phone talking casually as if nothing happened between the two. He noticed she was a few heads taller than him and could easily outrun him, even on a bike. "We're here Boy. You know what to do." She patted his leg to emphasize her point, gracing across his erection, knowingly or not. Inside their home, Ms Shan'tika went over what she had told Greg and they both seemed to agree that it would bring Greg into the big world of the workforce. To Greg, he knew of her intentions. Admittedly not all of them, but that look in the car reminded him to keep his mouth shut and his tail between his legs in submissiveness. With everything said and done, Ms. Shan'tika's chauffeur, a beagle, spoke up. "You have no idea what you got yourself into kid. But I'll say this. Do what she says without question, or she will do to you what she did to that guy in the bathroom." Greg looked over his shoulder curiously as they started to stuff a suitcase full of clothing and asked what happened. The Beagle faltered, and said nothing for a moment while he brought the last bits of clothing into a suitcase. "Look, just listen and do what she says." The Beagle just grumbled as he lifted up the suitcase and headed out the door. Greglooked over at the disk in his computer and frowned, but somewhere in the back of his mind, something told him he should takeit with him just in case.
With some belongings in tow and a hug from both his parents, said goodbye to his home and entered the limo. Little did anyone know that when he would walk back through that door to his home would be a completely different person...
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Whoa! Seems Shan'tika doesn't have the heart to tell Greg of his first gay experience. Is there more to Shan'tika than she lets on? Find out next time. Oh, and with Greg being cockblocked, he'll sure have a large mess to explain when he fills up Ms. Shan'tika. 3 months ago I posted the last story. And three months later, today, I post a new chapter. Blame this sudden random story on the lack of anything to do.