"Anya, Anya! Look at what I got!" The little pink-haired girl was pulled to some corner of the school by her best friend, her brown eyes shining with excitement as she waved two little paper slips in her hand, so fast that Anya couldn't quite read them, being forced to just ask her. "What are those?"
"Tickets! For a super exclusive luxury spa! It's very expensive, but you know, I have my ways, heeheehee…!!" Becky bragged while giving one of the tickets to Anya. "I've heard a lot of grownups talk about it and just how amazing it is, so I decided we have to go take a look at what's so interesting about it."
Anya tilted her head, reading the little ticket and lifting her eyebrows. "Full day retreat…?"
"Yep!" Becky affirmed, nodding sagely. "All day, just you and me, relaxing and eating and getting massaged or whatever it is that you do at a spa. It's going to be great…!"
Anya nodded too. Recently things at home had been a bit tense with her 'parents.' Not because they don't get along, but quite the contrary. In fact, she thought that perhaps leaving them some space for themselves would be for the best. To let them sort out those feelings of theirs without being a third wheel. Besides, she was also curious about just what kind of luxuries that spa could afford her. So it wasn't difficult for her to agree after all that thinking. "Alright, when do we go?"
"Tomorrow! Since it's the weekend, you can go home and tell them, and I'll pick you up tomorrow at nine. Sounds good?" Becky asked, having already talked about it with the chauffeur and all and only needing Anya to agree. And so she did again, smiling wide with her green eyes full of excitement and gratitude. "Alright! We're going to have so much fun!"
"Of course! Leave it to me to take care of you, Anya!" Becky spoke again, proud of always being there for her friend, no matter how different their upbringing might have been. Indeed, being able to show her such luxury makes Becky feel like she really is taking care of the younger girl, the smile on her face contagious. She realizes that she has become a bit better since meeting Anya, even if she already knew that she's great, of course.
"Heehee, you said it!" And with that, the girls made their plans and went home after school, getting permission from their parents and preparing for the little day-long retreat. And when the appointed time came the next day, Becky picked up Anya as agreed, stepping into the luxurious limousine and being driven towards the luxurious spa on the outskirts of the city, halfway up a nearby mountain and giving an amazing view that would leave anyone breathless, building the expectations of just what they would find once they were inside.
And so, with Becky pulling a giant piece of luggage with her while Anya just carries a small, pink backpack with specific necessities, both of them enter the spa, finding it to be both extremely luxurious and refined and very much packed with people at the same time too, all of them being very much adults, unlike the pair of little girls that came here with only curiosity in their minds. "Wow, so many people…"
"Yes… And they're so… Well-dressed and behaved…" Becky murmured, absent-mindedly bringing her hands to her pigtails, suddenly feeling they made her look childish. The two girls walked towards the counter, and while Becky got talking with the attendant, Anya started paying attention to her surroundings, using her telepathy to listen in to people's thoughts.
Ahh, the hot springs course is so nice…
Tch, how could he do that?!
I swear I left it over here
I wonder if she would be interested
Velvet Bliss Course, huh…?
It's expensive, but it's so worth it
All kinds of thoughts flooded into Anya's head until she zeroed in on a young woman's thoughts, walking near one corner unsteadily, a dumb smile on her face and her legs shaking with every step she takes.
Ahh, the Velvet Bliss Course is so amazing!! I definitely have to come back when I have some time in my hands again…!!
"Huh…?" Anya murmurs. It's a very strong thought, and Anya can't help but be intrigued, so much so that she gets lost in her thoughts and ends up jumping when Becky touches her shoulder. "Anya? Are you alright?"
"Ah?!" The girl was startled, turning to look at her friend, her green eyes open wide. "I just heard something interesting. Something about a 'Velvet Bliss Course' that is reeeeeaaaaally amazing, or something like that."
Becky's eyes immediately lit up. "Then I'll ask for it!"
Anya didn't even have time to tell her that she has no idea what that course is supposed to be before Becky is practically hanging off the counter and speaking quickly. "Attendant! Add that Velvet Bliss Course to my friend's and my itinerary!"
The woman behind the counter looks absolutely consternated as soon as the word Velvet leaves Becky's mouth, and she raises her hands in a panic. "I-I-I-I'm sorry, I cannot offer that to you two…!!"
Becky lifts an eyebrow and firmly plants her feet on the floor. "Why not?!"
"I-I-It is only available to a certain class of client, little Miss…! C-Could I offer you something else instead…?!" The young woman blushes bright red while Becky grows angrier, her voice lowering in tone as she glares at the woman. "You should look at just who made the reservation, Attendant…"
The woman looks down, her face growing pale and making the red of it even more notable. "B-B-B-Blackbell…!!"
Of course she knows who the Blackbells are, and running afoul of them isn't a good idea. And Becky knows it. "Indeed, Blackbell. So, give us the course, attendant."
The woman could only scream internally, what with the little girl flexing her connections and money already. She had absolutely no idea what to do. On one hand, giving two little girls such a course would be a disgrace to morality and integrity. On the other hand, she feared for her job security and even her life more than what would happen to the two girls once they entered the Velvet Bliss course and understood what it really entails. But still. "M-M-Miss Blackbell…"
Becky rolled her eyes, reaching into her pocket and pulling out a stack of bills of the highest denomination, so much that Anya's jaw practically fell to the floor while the attendant's eyes widened. "Is this enough?"
The attendant gave the little girl a sugary-sweet smile that would be very much customary for this kind of job, immediately replacing the worry that she had been showing just a few seconds ago. "Very much so, Miss Blackbell! I will slot you on the course for the last slot of the night, alright? The last one we have. I assure you, the two of you will leave this establishment completely satisfied!"
And with that, the attendant pocketed the money and summoned a call-boy to take their bags and lead them towards their accommodations for the day, leaving Becky very much satisfied with herself while Anya could only wonder just what that course really was, every single thought related to it telling her that it was simply delightful, and every single female visitor should try it, no matter what. So she figured that it'd be fine. After all, Becky's here to accompany her.
The rest of the day went by amazingly for the girls, the two of them making a tour through the spa's facilities and taking advantage of every single one of them, from the pool to the jacuzzi to the sauna to the lunch and dinner venues, to the ping pong tables and every other that just becomes redundant to mention.
And eventually, the appointed time came. In the slot from 8 PM to 11 PM, there it was. Velvet Bliss course, ready for the two girls to undertake. And so they were directed by the same attendant to the room, who went into the room ahead of them to talk with the person conducting it before coming out, giving the girls a smile. "You can go in now, Miss Blackbell, Miss Forger! May your course be pleasant as velvet, and blissful as heaven…!"
With that, the attendant walked away, leaving the two girls to enter the room hand in hand, wondering just what they would find inside.
"Holy shit." You say as your coworker shows you the fat stack of cash. And she whispers. "Just do your thing and show them their damn bliss. Here."
With that, she splits the bills down the middle and gives you half of it. "Here. Maybe that'll make you feel a bit less guilty about what you're going to do."
You count the cash and see that it's worth more than three months of your not exactly small salary, and pocket it immediately. "Hah, for this kind of money I would f—Never mind, it doesn't matter. Come on, shoo. Time to do my job"
"Yeah yeah, but you owe me a drink later, bastard. Have fun with the little bitches!" And with that, she left the room. You hear her say a few things while outside, and about 20 seconds later, two little girls come into your workroom. And their mouths fall open when they look at it, the massage tables in the middle of it calling their attention especially. You clear your throat before addressing them, first looking at the brown-haired one and then the pink-haired, younger girl. "Welcome to the Velvet Bliss Course, Miss Blackbell, Miss Forger."
And then you put on your charm, smiling and speaking once more in a voice with a deeper register that women tend to love. "Or should I call you Becky and Anya instead…?"
Anya just raises her eyebrows, but Becky's face changes completely, looking very much interested in your words. "Ohhh, now this gentleman knows how to speak to a lady! Yes, call me Becky, thank you very much. So it was a massage place in the end, I see!"
"Becky, maybe that isn't—" You try to start, but the little girl speaks again, a wide smile on her cute face. "Of course I'm right, I knew it would be awesome! Right, Anya?!"
"Mmhm!" The other little girl just went along with her friend, her face making it more than clear that she didn't really care that much besides making her happy, so you just shrugged, happy to let them think whatever they want. You'll just do your job and call it a day. "Very well. Then come over here, both of you."
The girls follow as you walk towards the corner, the room lacking a dresser due to the nature of your job, so you just set down a couple of chairs. "Remove your clothes now, Becky, Anya."
Anya's face immediately became bright red, while Becky nodded, still getting red in the face with your order. "Hmm, yes! Of course, a good massage place would need us to be unclothed…!"
The other girl looked panicked for a second before she started following her friend once Becky took off her shoes and socks before getting to her dress. Both of them undressed in front of you, and while you're accustomed to a much more mature clientele, you cannot deny that these little girls in front of you have a charm of their own. And besides, even for being young, they have some pretty delightful fat asses that you can't help but get hard at the sight of when they jiggle and bounce with their moves, getting you very much excited to do this job.
Maybe you're a damn degenerate, but the way that they look at the bulge in your thin pants once they spin around to face you turns you on even more. Anya uses her hands to cover her chest and womanhood, but Becky stands proud of her nonexistent top assets, her chest as flat as they come, and along with the little soft belly below it, you can very much tell that these girls are pretty young, but that only makes this even more exciting. "We're ready, masseuse…!"
"Then we can get started. Come over this way." You gesture towards the tables. You don't have steps that fit them for very obvious reasons, so both of them end up looking at you with expectant faces. And you just end up extending your hands down and grabbing Becky from under the arms, your thumbs brushing her nipples and making her let out a little moan of pleasure that you do not miss, her face blushing redder. And you can just see her little hairless pussy moisten up a bit from it, making you lick your lips before you place her face down on the bed, her fat ass making you want to start giving her a treat already.
But of course, you have a second client at the same time today, what with the pink little girl waiting for you there, her green eyes open wide and her face looking redder than a tomato.
"Here, Anya…" You whisper, grabbing her just like Becky and squishing her flat chest too. She looks at your face as you smile, and she gets redder and redder, as if she realizes something. But after a few seconds, she bites her lip in a way that makes you think that perhaps there's more to this little girl than just being the friend of a rich little bitch that wants to get fucked by you.
So you place her down after giving her a look that makes her heart beat even harder in your hands, her soft, bubble butt jiggling from the motion. Of course, you have to play along a little bit with the whole masseuse charade, so you grab two bottles of oil from under the tables. The girls are so small that you can probably massage them both with one hand each, so you decide to expedite the process and start oiling their backs already. You could take your time, since they booked the three-hour course, but looking at such fat asses in such little bodies is making you feel that maybe you want all the time you can get with them. Becky shudders. "Ohhh, that's c-cold…"
"Ahhhnn…" While Anya moans as soon as you place your hand on her back, right after, starting to spread the slippery oil all over her pale skin while you do the same with Becky, who lets out breaths that sound more than a little soothed once she feels the warmth starting to return. "Maybe this isn't so bad…"
"No… It's going to be great… I think…❤." Anya breathes out in a smoky tone that hardly befits a child her age, but that makes your cock throb harder in your pants once you start really massaging, using your fingers to find and unwind every little muscle on their bodies, feeling them noticeably relax in your grip the longer you keep it up. It's especially noticeable on Becky, who, even with her previous attitude, was more nervous than Anya when they had to get naked in front of you.
"It's pretty… Soothing…" The brown-haired girl whispers, her eyes closing with a smile on her face as she feels your bigger, stronger hands on her small body. At least until they finish the mock massage and go right to grope her fat, soft ass, your rugged fingers digging into the plush flesh and getting her to let out a lewd whine that you didn't expect at all, but that made it all the better for you to do. "W-W-What are you doing…?"
"A massage, of course. The lower area of the human body accumulates a ton of stress, and what better way of curing it than with some firm but loving touch?" You repeat the words that you've said to your clients hundreds of times. Anya keeps quieter, letting out small whines between gritted teeth as you outright bounce her behind on your palm and fingers, watching it jiggle and wobble with their sheer size. So much so that you can just stop your hand and the flesh will keep moving for a couple more seconds, which is more than you can take. It won't take long before you really start doing your real job.
"Ohnnn…!!!" Both girls let out loud, lewd moans once you separate your hands and slap their fat asses, making their flesh wobble with the strength of your blows. "You two have superb bodies, girls. Some of the best I've seen around…!"
Becky starts shuddering, turning her head to look at you with those big, brown, nervous eyes. "R-Really…?"
It was as if your words gave her hope for something, but you have no idea why. After all, you're just praising her because you're gonna fuck her brains out in a bit, and that's just what you do. Though you're not lying either. Such supremely big and soft asses must be praised as they deserve to be, your hands once more slamming down on them and making them jiggle again. And then it was Anya's turn to moan, her green eyes shining with lust and looking at you with clear desire in them. "Hhohh… So good…"
And you make them moan even louder as you slip your oiled hands between their cheeks, lubing all of their crack and teasing their anuses with your fingers, passing them over the tight holes and feeling them contract before getting even lower and finding their pussies, starting to touch them as if they were grown women and making them cry and whine. Especially Becky, her sensitivity seemingly over the clouds. "T-That place is…!"
"Feels good, doesn't it? Don't worry, Becky…" You lean down, whispering in her ear. "The Velvet Bliss Course is guaranteed to make you feel better than ever before… Trust your body to me, and I will see to it…"
"Ohh…" The girl moans at your words, once more being captivated by the simple tricks that help you in your craft. And so you get working harder, slipping a finger into each of their pussies and starting to test their stretchiness. Suffice to say, they're tight as sin, so you'll have to work hard. "E-E-Even inside…?!"
"Internal massages are as important as external ones, Becky. Don't you worry, just look at Anya here, she seems to be enjoying it a lot…!" You say, the other girl's face steeped in pure bliss, her mouth open and drooling onto the massage table as she lightly wriggles her hips while you jostle your finger inside of her, finding her to be particularly pliable, unlike Becky. Though maybe that was only because Anya knows how to let herself relax and enjoy the process. You wouldn't have guessed it with the manner she carried herself when she entered the room and when she took off her clothes, but appearances can be deceiving. It was as if she figured out just what was going to happen, and just decided to take it in stride and try to enjoy herself as much as possible.
You can't complain about the girl being smart, especially when this is the conclusion she reached. "Y-Yes, Becky… J-Just relax and let yourself feel good…!"
"Hmmuuhh…" The girl moaned quietly, visibly trying to hold herself back as you did your best to find out just where it feels good for her and exploit it to the best of your abilities, mapping out every last corner of her hot walls and making sure to memorize it for when you use your cock on her later. But as it stands right now, Anya can already take a second finger, and seems much more eager to do so too.
"Ahh, ahh…!! S-So hot…!!" Anya cries as you mix up her insides faster and harder than Becky's, squelches starting to spill from between her thighs as the other girl watches with rapt attention, even through her pleasure which you complement by tormenting her clit while still fingering her, rubbing it with your thumb and making her tremble and clutch the edges of the table hard enough for her knuckles to whiten with her grip. "A-Anya…"
You smirk, wriggling and curling your fingers inside of Anya and getting her closer and closer, her toes curling and her hands losing control as you pump in over and over and over, scratching and scraping her myriad sweet spots until she can't hold herself anymore, a shrill cry leaving her mouth as she drools onto the table with an expression of pure bliss on her cute face. "Hhhhhaaaahhh!!! Hoooouuuhhhhh!! Ohh, hhaah, ohhhh…!!"
A few seconds later, you pull your fingers out of Anya, smiling at Becky. "Becky, Anya is ready for the next round of the course, so I will be treating her first, alright? But I won't forget about you, I promise…"
With that, you also pull your fingers out of Becky and start undressing, their eyes opening wide as they look at your physique, and their mouths following right after when they see your cock, hanging heavily between your legs, long and girthy enough to fill out the tiny space of their pussies a dozen times over. And they will have to take it all.
You grab your base and hoist your cock up, showing it to them from up close. "This is my special tool for internal massages, girls. Better get well-acquainted with it…"
You push it near Anya's face, the pink-haired little girl not wasting a second before taking a whiff of your smell, and then licking a bead of precum from your tip, making you throb hard. And then you move it to Becky. She looks at it wide-eyed, unbelieving of what she's witnessing… And yet she still follows her friend's lead, giving your meat a kiss before licking it too, getting you even more ready to fuck them and fuck them up.
"Good! Now we can really start." You state cheerfully as you move around the tables and climb onto Anya's, before using your hand to pull Becky's table closer so you can play with her whenever you feel like it. And so you do at the start, giving her ass a slap that rings loudly like the crack of a whip, getting her whining but also blushing harder, the little puddle of juices under her thighs and middle growing a bit wider.
"Masseuse…" Anya murmurs, not even needing instruction as she herself lifts her ass for you, bending her legs and arching her back to present her holes to your eyes. The sight is simply perfect, and you don't even need to coax the girl into it. She just took the position you had in mind, the little whore.
"Good work, Anya!" You praise her as you drop your fat cock right between her cheeks, before pushing them from the sides and half-engulfing your meat in the soft flesh of her booty, starting to smoothly thrust between her springy cheeks and quietly groaning in pleasure too. "Your ass is perfect, hell…"
Becky kept on looking wide-eyed as you hotdog Anya's ass, her hands going to her own as if self-conscious, even though she has nothing to envy from her pink-haired friend at all. Indeed, her own ass is just as big and soft, and maybe just a bit more jiggly too. And yet Anya uses hers as if she knows exactly what to do, doing exactly what you have in mind and moving it up front and back in sync with your own movements, helping you fuck her cheeks in the most perfect way possible. You get harder and harder, dripping precum all over her oiled and sweaty back while Becky keeps on looking, her hand snaking lower on the bed almost imperceptibly. So much so that you could almost believe that she's not even doing it on purpose.
"Ohh… Hhaah…" Anya whines as you thrust hard enough to start slapping your hips against her body, making her ass ripple with your moves and shaking her whole body in the process too. You're getting way too excited, so much that you could cum right at this moment. But you can't do that; this is just a preamble, and you have to put all of your cum inside of the client. It's part of the course's description, after all, and you're the most perfect person to make it happen.
"Ready for the next step, Anya?" You ask with a smirk on your face as she looks at you over her shoulder, your question prompting her to hike up her ass just a bit more and move he hands back to spread herself for you, smiling as she shows you her stupidly damp pussy, which you will use now to make her lose her mind.
"Observe well, Becky." You say before grabbing Anya's hips and pressing your hot cocktip to her hole, giving her just a couple of seconds of preamble before ramming yourself inside of her without any mercy or way, bulging the little girl's belly with the complete outline of your fat cock and making her eyes roll back into her skull, her pussy squirting down on the massage table as she cums immediately with a scream that could make anyone think she's being killed.
And maybe she is, but from the abject pleasure that she's feeling at her little pussy being stretched so obscenely in one single stroke while she can't do anything about it, the strength of the adult man that you are not letting her pull away. Not that she wanted to, with the way that it feels.
"NHHAAHH, OHHH, GHHHUHHHUUHHHH!!!" Obscene screams fill the room as you start pounding her with all that you have, leveraging all of your strength and energy to ram your cock into Anya hard enough to make the massage table creak, the pleasure overwhelming her and making her cum again, and again, and again.
And Becky can only look on from the side with a face that is somewhere between obscene lust and deep fear from looking at what's happening to Anya right now, your huge cock disappearing into her body and showing under her skin in a way that she could never imagine being real. But it was in front of her right now, and she knew deep inside that it's going to happen to her too once you're done with Anya. But you won't be done for a long while, her fat ass doing its very best to keep you invested in her pleasure and on your own too. "There you go, I hope you're enjoying your Velvet Bliss, Anya!!"
"Yesh, YESHH!! AH LUV ITHH!!" The girl just folded immediately at your teasing, her eyes rolling back as she squirted all over the table for the third time while Becky sat up, staying on her knees and watching you ravage Anya with rapt attention, her brown eyes open wide as her lips trembled. You didn't know if she wanted to moan or to cry, but with the way her hands touched her lower belly, going lower by the second, you knew that it would be no issue when the time to get to her came.
You let go of Anya's hips, lifting your hands and giving her fat ass a two-handed slap that made her squirt on the table once more without even cumming, your cock making an absolute mess of her insides, remodeling them to mold them to the shape of your cock so Anya can never have anyone else satisfy her anymore. It's the business model, after all.
Your hands grope her ass hard, fingers sinking into her flesh and spreading it wide to let you look at the way that her hole swallows your cock whole every time you give her another brutal thrust, crushing her womb with your tip and bulging her belly so much that it almost looks as if your cock was out of her and pressed to her middle. But it's all inside of her, and she damn loves it, the little whore, her mouth letting out cries of 'yes' and 'more' nonstop as you fuck her.
And when you pull back, you can just see her pussy struggling to do its very best to keep you all the way inside of her, not willing to part with your cock and making her pussylips stretch, only to desist once they 'realize' that the endeavor is fruitless and that you're not going to let up no matter what.
But it's alright, since in the end, you always go back inside, pushing your huge tip against her womb again and tormenting her cervix with your sheer size, drooling drops of precum into the small opening and giving her womb a taste of what's to come, all while Anya just cums again.
And you feel like you've done enough for now, so maybe it's time you got some satisfaction too. "HHAAAAUUHHH??!!"
The little girl screams as you grab her small arms in your big hands and pull, lifting her off the bed and letting her hang on the air, held aloft only by your hands and cock while you keep brutally fucking her, messing up her guts and turning her into a complete cocksleeve, all while she can't help but scream just how much she loves it, and with the sounds of Becky's masturbation already reaching your ears.
And that only makes it better. You turn your head, looking at the little girl and the way that all her apprehension has turned into an almost obsessive look in her eyes, fascination for what you're doing to her best friend very much clear in her cute face. "Take a good look, Becky!! It's your turn next!!"
The girl's eyes open wider at your words, her hand working harder on her pussy while the other pressed down on her belly, the expectation of what's going to happen to her building up more and more and more, just as the heat builds up in your belly too as your orgasm approaches, the feeling of Anya's tiny pussy stretched open around your cock and massaging it practically expertly making you feel like you should pay her for being such a good little toy instead of the other way around. But hey, it's all benefits.
You get to fill up women's wombs, and they pay you for it. How much better can it get?
"Take it all!!" You roar as you slam yourself inside of Anya's little pussy one last time and let it all out, your balls clenching up tight as you pump every single last drop inside of them into the girl's womb, obscenely swelling it up and making the bulge in her belly disappear as it stretches obscenely with every shot from your cock until she looks as if she's pregnant, all with the liquid weight of it. Her belly hangs under her as Anya screams and cries until she can't anymore, her eyes rolling back in their sockets as she passes out.
"Fuck, such a good pussy…" You growl under your breath as you slowly put Anya down on the massage table again, dislodging your cock from her pussy and watching with a smirk as the deluge of your semen follows right after, making a complete mess. But of course, that's always accounted for.
You get off the table, standing on the floor and stretching your back as you turn to look at Becky, your manhood still hard and pointing in her general direction. "Are you ready, Becky?"
She looks at you as if enraptured, her mind spinning as you can almost see her visibly think just what you're going to do to her. Her mouth opens, drool dripping down the corner of her lips as she looks at your meat. "Y-Yes… Please…!"
Becky looks at the passed-out Anya for a moment, her fucked-stupid smile making her press down on her lower belly even harder. "I want to understand… I-I want you to do to me the same thing you did to Anya!"
She lies back on the massage table, spreading her legs and looking at you with tears in her eyes. "W-We're best friends so we do everything together…!!"
"Even getting fucked." You say with a smirk as you climb on the wide table, grabbing her legs and pushing them towards her body, putting her into a mating press as you tease her entrance with your cock. You lean lower, looking at her with a smirk on your face. "I'm going to make you feel so much bliss that you'll have forgotten your own name by the time I'm done…"
"Oh…!" Becky moans as you start pushing, just a little bit slower than Anya, moving your hips left and right as you keep her legs nice and spread with your hands.
"Ahhnn…!!" And then your tip pops inside of her, her hips widening from within to contain you even with their already pretty nice size to support that fat ass of hers. But as soon as it does, all bets are off, and you're ramming the rest of your meat in her passage and bulging her belly just like you did to Anya, the skin of her middle stretching obscenely to show the shape of your cock under it. You'll never get tired of doing this to women; it's the best damn job in the world.
"GHHHHHIIIIHHHHHH!!!" Becky lets out a shrill scream between gritted teeth as you sheath yourself in her all the way and crush her little womb with your cock, her eyes crossing and tears falling down her cheeks. You hold yourself inside of her while bending her legs towards her body further, planting your feet on the table and getting ready. "Now's when it really starts…!!"
Indeed, that's when you really fuck her, making her whole body quake with the strength of your thrusts and turning her into a complete mess, her screams even louder than Anya's as you ravage her insides like a beast. They didn't know that the Velvet Bliss course isn't just some male prostitution service, but that it's made to fuck women so out of their minds that they won't be able to think about anything but how good you made them feel.
"Ohhh, HHOOOOOHNNN…!! M-MY BELLY IS STRETCHING SO MUCH!!!" Becky desperately screams as she watches the bulge on her belly appear and disappear with every single one of your thrusts, her body getting absolutely and completely destroyed and rebuilt by your cock to be a little hole made to take you, just like Anya. "ANYAAAAA!!! I'M LOSING MY MINDDDDDHHH!!!"
Anya wouldn't answer; she was still completely out of it, and that only made it even funnier for you. Becky's eyes are unfocused, and she doesn't stop screaming her head off as she cums around your cock, making it all the easier for you to torment every single one of her good spots with your hard cock.
She cries so much that your head almost starts hurting, so you decide to use your position to silence her. "HMMM???!!!"
You press a kiss to her lips, her eyes opening wide in confusion before losing all focus once more as you take control of her mouth, your bigger tongue easily subduing her own and leaving her fully unable to do anything but lie down and take it.
And yet you know that she loves it, her pussy tightening even more around your cock as you kiss her passionately, her arms wrapping themselves behind your head and pulling you down as best as she can with her positively minuscule strength just to try and get you to kiss her deeper, your tongue easily touching everywhere in her mouth and driving her just crazy with lust.
She cums once more, unable to resist your assault on her pussy, your hips driving back hard enough for your swollen balls to hit your own body before ramming down on her and battering her womb, making her fat ass ripple and shake and the rest of her body quiver with pleasure and want. Her eyes aren't able to look at you, but you know that she's thinking of absolutely nothing but the way that you're fucking her, that her mind is full of nothing but your cock and what it does to her. It's an amazing feeling, and one that gets you closer to orgasm just as fast as the physical pleasure of fucking this tiny cunt of hers. "I'm going to pack you full… I'm going to make you look pregnant just like Anya…!!"
"YES, YESHH!! DO IT!!!" She demands as you slam down again, and again, and again, making her cum once more before you give her the final one, so hard that you would dislodge her off your cock if it wasn't for your hold on the rest of her body, letting you keep her nice and speared on your cock as you fill her up until she looks pregnant, just like Anya, her belly button popping out as she cries and moans and cums again until you're finally done. And unlike Anya, Becky doesn't pass out at all, her eyes unfocused but still open as she breathes with her mouth open wide, doing her best to try and not lose her composure even more.
Slowly, you pull back and out of her, and Becky places her hands on her belly, feeling it slightly deflate as your load flows out of her. She manages to focus her eyes, locking onto you and gazing at your form as if you were a god that had just given her a blessing. It definitely feels good; you can't lie. So much so that you almost get on the table again to fuck her again, but a tug on your arm stops you.
"Please, more…" Anya's voice makes you turn, seeing that she was up and about again, her belly half-deflated from the time that passed. It's about time to fill it up again, you figure. So you immediately lift the girl up in the air, making her coo with delight as you turn her around and put her into a full nelson, locking your hands behind her neck and impaling her with your cock, making her scream out in pain and pleasure as you fuck her already filled-up cunt once more, scraping the same semen you put in out with your cock and hitting each and every single one of her good spots with clear intent of making her cum already. You still have two and a half hours with the girls, and you'll use them to fuck the hell out of them until they can't think of anything but how good they felt.
"Such a good little pussy, Anya…!!! You take me so fucking well…!!!" You roar as you fuck her harder, slamming her down on your cock while thrusting in upward motions that drive the girl crazy with lust and pleasure, your balls slapping her clit with each and every one of them just as your cock batters her womb too. The pleasure is unending for the girl; you know by the way that she squirts all over the floor only a few seconds after burying your cock in her, and it gives you the urge to fuck her and fill her up even more.
Never have you had clients of this type before, but you wouldn't mind having some more of them after. Perhaps you're discovering you're a total degenerate, but you don't care. The money and the pleasure are more than good enough.
"Anya…!!" Becky cries from the side, making you turn your body to let her look at the way you're fucking her friend to pieces, her shrill cries filling the room and making Becky's pussy get even wetter. You see her trying to masturbate at the sight, and yet she pouts. And you smirk. "Cannot feel good after getting my cock? Happens. I'll go back to you once I'm done with Anya…!!"
"I-I can't wait…!" She moaned loud enough for you to hear over Anya's cries as you start filling her up again, her belly swelling and sagging with your semen until she looks pregnant with twins this time, her third or fourth orgasm assaulting her body as you rip your cock out of her pussy and place her on the bed, turning to Becky immediately.
"Hmmm…!!" And she doesn't waste even a second before practically jumping into your arms, kissing you with tongue and all and letting you dominate her again. You grab her legs and pull her down to impale her on your cock, making her take it all the way and getting her squirting immediately. You make out deeply and passionately with Becky, thrusting upwards just like with Anya and torturing her womb with painfully pleasurable prods just like you did to Anya.
"I love thiiiiishhhh!" She cries out, the pleasure more than visible in her eyes as you fuck her, your arms wrapped behind her back and squeezing hard enough to make it crack with your strength, but she doesn't seem to care even a little bit, just hanging limp and letting herself be ravaged and used like a cocksleeve by you, your meat being taken by her pussy very, very easily, slipping in and out of her without any difficulty while she hangs from you, her swollen belly squished against your middle and making the semen you packed inside of her fall to the floor and splash loudly even with the seal of your cock on her pussy in the middle.
But that doesn't matter, because you're packing her full soon after and making her cum once more, her body hanging from your arms as she swells up with your cum one more time until she looks just as full as Anya now, or even more so.
And you place her down on the table right beside her friend, the first girl awake again and waiting for you.
It's going to be a long night.
Epilogue:
Eventually, the girls finally came out of the spa, at about 12 at night after buying an extra half hour with the masseuse.
If anyone was around to see them, they would pass out from the obscene sight, both girls walking hand in hand on unsteady and practically jellified legs while their bellies looked swollen as if they had triplets right inside of them, making their usual outfits strain under the pressure. They giggled stupidly while they talked about this and that as if they didn't look like a train was run on them, even if it was done by just a single man.
And they liked it so much that they wanted to do it again, each of them clutching a little white card in each of their free hands, a phone number written on it, along with tiny text saying something about 'Discreet Home Appointments.'
Of course, as soon as they got into the waiting limousine, Becky sent a message. An appointment for two. After all, that masseuse's cock and the pleasure that it gave them was the only thing that both of them could think about anymore.