Drug Trials Ch 05 Party 1

Okay, I've had this idea knocking around my head for a while. I also found the first scene hilarious to write. The struggles of being a futa. So where'd 4.5 go? Somewhere... Everyone is over 18, etc. I'm fairly certain the celebrities depicted don't act like this...mostly. Comments and feedback are always welcome. Enjoy!

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Megan was pissed. She hastily ripped off her costume and looked in the mirror again.

Packing to the right didn't work this time.

It was true, She tried to shove her large 16 inch member down her right leg, but the strain was too much. As soon as she saw herself in the mirror her cock bulged and stretched the purple material; tearing it away allowing it to bob free in front of her.

What to try this time?

She went to the bed and examined outfits she had available. It seemed like overkill to have some many options, but she planned ahead for this.

How about something classic.

She reached down and pulled up her black full body suit. The leather costume, with built in hood, should work holding her all in. Megan went to the mirror and watched as she slowly slipped the garment on.

Wow this is a little tight!

She stopped when she got to her cock and regarded it.

Let's try behind this time.

Megan forced her semi flaccid cock down and between her balls. She considered trying to fit it in her cunt, but that would create many problems; getting an erection might kill her being the main one.Instead she opted to see if it would fit between her large ass cheeks. It seemed to work.

There

. She continued pulling the material up her legs and then over large hanging testicles and up across her waist. She paused and sucked in her breath. Megan pulled up the outfit as best as she could. Her E Cups were always troublesome to fit into any outfit she wore. A bra would probably help, but she was so firm she usually didn't bother. The top half of her uniform strained across her breasts and she pulled it up. With one last shove she pulled the material up and across her braless tits.

Megan panted.

Finally!

She stopped and admired herself in the mirror, she had gotten into her costume! It was tight, and slightly awkward, but she had done it. In the mirror her reflection was a sight to behold, the leather clung to her skin and highlighted every curve. Her form was exquisite. Arousing even. Her large tits had fit into the outfit, even her nipples showed up thru the leather material. Her toned stomach was on display, and her wide hips were hugged closely. The material had clung to, and shown off her balls but there was nothing she could do about that. As she turned she saw how her semi flaccid cock arced up between her ass cheeks. If one didn't know better, it looked like she was getting an ass fucking the way it was nestled in there.

She got up and tried a few jumps and stretches, but had to stop when the leather started to creak alarmingly. She had miscalculated: She was too sexy in this outfit and was turning herself on. She could only watch in horror as the leather started to lose a battle against her cock. It was fascinating to watch her cock thicken and pull itself free from her large ass. It pulled and fought the leather as it struggled to resume its shape until finally...

The seam gave out and the leather around her crotch ripped apart. Once again she was staring at the mirror with her large cock bobbing happily. She couldn't get more upset, and instead found the experience incredibly erotic.

Oooh baby, momma's gonna have fun with you, but not now. I have to get out there.

She slipped off the defeated outfit in shame.

No mistakes this time.

She grabbed the last outfit she thought would work. Her newest costume, the black catsuit would do marvelously, and it had a zipper in the front, perfect for stress relief! Megan took her time this time and carefully stepped into the outfit.

I'll have to pack it up.

Megan thought to herself nervously, now she was afraid of getting her glorious cock stuck in the zipper. She pulled up the black and grey material up to her ass. The outfit easily slid over and hugged her ample rear. The material also cradled and supported her large testicles. She did not want to experience them getting knocked around.

Megan positioned her cock up towards her head. She noted with pride that the semi flaccid member seems to have fit right into between her breasts. They cuddled together nicely she noted. Carefully she worked up the zipper, it was a tight fight, but she was determined. Finally, with just inches until the zipper was nearly up to her neck she stopped. It was done! Everything fit, and fit well. Inches of cleavage was on display and if she looked down between her glorious boobs, she would see the large head of her cock staring back out at her. She noted with some level of pride that her thick nipples were visible through the material that made up her body suit.

Lastly, Megan pulled on her remaining costume attire The boots fit excellent as always, her gloves slid on easily. The belt was a slight challenge, but she made it work. Megan didn't want to cut off circulation to her member. All her other accessories went on without a hitch. She grabbed her goggles and strung them around her neck. She was ready...almost.

Megan retrieved her whip from it's spot. Yes she had a whip before picking this costume.

Can't go forgetting you now can I.

She had a dark gleam in her eye as she pictured what she could do with it.

Megan, now Catwoman, strutted to the door. She paused for a moment, came back in and sprayed herself down with scotch guard. "This thing is probably a bitch to clean." She mumbled to herself.

With that Megan was off; Catwoman was now on patrol.

This Halloween party is going to be great!

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Megan's house was a riot of activity. The lights were down and the sound was up. She did have to give credit to her staff who went all apeshit decorating the place. It did have a Halloween feel. Even the pool had fog coming off of it.

That's probably a safety hazard.

Megan brushed back some of her short hair as she walked past groups of mingling costumed guests She had her cut to a shockingly shortly length for her costume. If anyone was paying attention to the guest list they'd notice that there were shockingly few men invited. Most of the guests were her underlings and of course some of her famous clientele. The few men there were husbands, boyfriends, or gay. Even the wait staff, suitably dressed in sexy witch attire, were mostly women.

Megan grabbed the microphone from the DJ. Carefully, she climbed up a chair where she could survey the crowd. More importantly, they could see her. She tapped it twice, and the music faded down. "My friends, thank you all for coming out here this evening. I'm not going to give some bullshit speech about success and what not. Tonight, let's enjoy ourselves!"

A cheer went up from the crowd. "Oh, and for anyone that isn't having fun..." She snapped off the whip and waved it menacingly, "There will be punishment."

Megan was pretty sure she heard Lindsay cheer at that remark.

Is there anything that girl won't do?

There was one other rule that was made abundantly clear: no cameras, and all phones were checked at the front door. Megan turned off the microphone and the music came back on. Climbing down from the chair she received a hand of support. Upon hitting the ground her eyes traveled along the arm to see one Kate Upton.

Her gorgeous body was crammed into the outfit of universally accepted space babe Princess Leia. The slave bikini was practically crying in mercy as it struggled to contain her overflowing assets. Her hair pulled back slightly and her eyes gleamed with mischief.

It was obvious however, that she was drunk or nearly there. "Hey...Megan...swell party you have here." *hiccup*"

Oh geez she's blasted.

"Thank you."

"I just want to know, I'm telling you I want to knows..." Kate's voice got louder as she tried to explain herself. "Are those rumours that I'm hearing really true?"

"What rumours?" Megan looked up at the taller girl with confusion. Though, Kate was kind of a cute drunk.

"That you are, what I'm trying to say is...are you packing down there?" Kate gestured to her crotch, nearly grabbing it.

Megan smirked. "Why don't you see for yourself."

"Don't mind if I do!" Kate announced. The blonde model stumbled as she knelt down, her face planted in Megan's crotch. "Oooh it is...let me see!"

Megan had to stop Kate from grabbing at her zipper. "Not here. Why don't we go somewhere with a little more privacy?"

"A swell *hic* idea." Kate leapt up, nearly falling over in the process, and grabbed Megan's hand. "Lead on."

Megan held firmly onto Kate as she lead her out of the party zone. Not that there was much choice, Kate was pressed into her, one hand intertwined with hers the other reaching over trying to grasp at Megan crotch. "Just a few more minutes."

"I can't wait!" It did seem the excitement of the moment was sobering Kate up. That was good, Megan wanted her to remember this. The dickgirl lead them upstairs, away from the party and into one of the many bedrooms. Kate practically stumbled in as Megan closed the door behind them.

Kate half turned only to have Megan upon her; she had closed the distance and cupped Kate's face and kissed her deeply. Kate was shocked, normally she'd pull away, but this was something different. She found herself readily returning the gesture. Tongues intertwined as Megan gently lowered them to the bed.

Megan broke the embrace to stare into her lover's eyes. She slowly, teasingly pulled the zipper down from her outfit revealing her deep cleavage inches at a time. Kate could only grin as more and more flesh was exposed. "I knew you'd like them."

Megan pulled out a breast and lowered the nipple to Kate's waiting mouth. The sensations provided were exquisite. Kate rolled the nipple around in her mouth, gently biting it, then stroking it with her tongue.

"Oh my god! Where did you learn this?" Megan could only moan out. Kate smirked; when she was out on shoots and needed to take an edge off, there were more than enough willing models.

"Around."

"Ohhh, keep it up my little slave girl!" Megan took a hand and forced Kates head even further into her enormous tit. Her free hand snaked down to massage her growing cock. It's semi flaccid length slowly pushing her zipper down further and forcing itself next to Kate's face. Kate brought her hands up from Megan's ass and started to rub the giant cock.

"So pretty." She disconnected herself from Megan's tit and started licking the large head. Megan was panting as somehow Kate was able to start the massive head in her mouth. Her tongue danced around the head, paying particular attention to the sensitive slit. Precum came out in large amounts, bulging her cheeks obscenely.

Megan pulled back from the oral assault. There was no way she was going to last long against this. Kate was just too talented with her tongue, her mouth, the whole package. Megan pulled back, her cock leaving Kate's mouth with pop. Instead she leaned back and stroked herself, staring at her busty companion.

Kate took notice and did what she did best: tease. This wasn't a sports illustrated however. Kate ran a hand down her thigh, a digit slipping behind her gold costume into whatever treasures she had beneath. The wet digit entered her mouth. She moaned as it was retracted, the flavor of her honey on her lips.

Megan stroked faster as Kate continued her tease. Her hands a blur as she stroked her massive length. Her hips rocking in sync with her arm movements. Kate let her hand glide back down to her crotch, pausing just long enough to free a breast. Her free hand wasted no time in grasping it; each digit carefully exploring her large tit.

"Do you like it when I do this?" Kate asked, cupping the breast while pulling on her large nipple.

Megan merely nodded, her pace already frantic.

"What about this?" Kate managed to stuff a tit in her mouth. She sucked on it while simultaneously fingering herself; the gestures were obvious for Megan to see.

Megan seized back as she came. A torrent of cum erupted from her cock in several long bursts. Each one arced gracefully through the air before landing on her slutty slave. Every subsequent shot landing slightly lower until one last rope of jizz landed on Kate's bikini bottom. Megan hefted her deflating member, wiping it clean on Kate's garment before stuffing it back into her costume.

Kate lay in a panting heap, cum drenched her from her neck all the way down to her covered sex. It was an exquisite feeling, all this cum drenched upon her, and she loved it. The blonde bombshell idly ram a few fingers through it before tasting it on her lips. "Mmm call me?"

Megan was already near the door. "I'll consider it."

She opened the door and almost immediately ran into Alex Daddario. The famous star was just as startled as she was. "Umm, hey have you seen Kate? She disappeared from the main party."

"She's inside if you want to check on her." Megan gestured to the door.

"Thanks." Alex moved past her, opening the door and coming to a complete stop. The busty brunette admired the scene for but a moment before locking the door behind her.

"My my," Alex said, a feral gleam in her eyes as her tongue dragging itself across her lips. "What have you done."

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Megan heard the lock click as the door closed.

Oooh, that'll be a good show.

Megan checked herself over; finding no problems she strutted her way back to the party; She was on the hunt once again.

***

Megan angrily swatted around her, anxious to destroy whatever was making that buzzing noise. Try as she might though, she couldn't make it stop. Her clouded mind eventually started to turn over, whiskey and tequila blocking her thoughts. With a stifled groan she finally realized the buzzing offender.

Her cell phone jingled again as she wrapped her hand around it. The screen illuminating her face giving her eyes fits.

Office.

The gears in her mind suddenly started whirling.

Shit!

None of that came out when she answered the phone however.

"Hello?" Her voice sounded cracked, like she was inches from death.

"Sleeping in Ms. Fox?" Jade sounded amused on the other end.

Shit.

"I guess I am." With her free hand she rubbed her forehead.

What happened last night?

"No problem, I'll just rearrange a few things. Come in whenever, if at all."

"Thanks Jade." Megan didn't bother for a response, rather clicking off the phone and dropping it from her hand. Her phone took the most irritating route possible to the floor. The device repeatedly banged against her nightstand and bed before clattering to the floor. "Ugh."

The black haired beauty slowly sat herself upright, careful not to drain any blood out of her head lest she pass out. Her brain ran a system diagnostic. Brain: Hurts. Eyes: Sensitive. Ears: Ringing. Breath...she smelled it...hellfire. Everything else seemed to be sore. Even her cock felt a little tender. That should of been a flag to begin with: her member didn't rise like usual in the morning.

Megan groaned again and rubbed her face. She needed a shower, and seriously brush her teeth. She needed to smell like daisies, not death. With a large sigh she eased herself out of bed, her distinctive strut now a hobble as she navigated a large debris field around her bedroom. With no time to waste she got into the bathroom and the shower.

Nearly a half hour and 2 aspirin later Megan left the bathroom. Her raven black hair wrapped in a towel, but otherwise fully nude. The shower had given her time to think and she had started to piece things together. There was a party...and drinking. A lot of it. Somehow she got to bed. Megan surveyed the room, for once noticing the clothing scattered about. Stopping over a pair of panties she picked them up and studied them. There was no way they were hers. The blue satin number would snap before it made it past her juicy thighs or wonderful ass. Even if it did there was no way it would contain her mammoth member.

"You can keep those if you want."

Megan looked up from the underwear. Sprawled out on her was Kristen Stewart. Megan's Weekenders costars nude body was spread out on the white down blanket much like you'd see in playboy spread. Her small breasts already at attention, her nipples engorged. Megan's eyes traced along the woman's body. Her cock had its' own response: slowly it began an inevitable rise to full size.

"

What happened last night?"

"You don't remember?" Kristen pouted. "Wonderful things."

Kristen got up and approached her and dropped to her knees. With her tongue she began to lick at the dickgirls' soft member, slowly trying to coax it to life. Despite its' soreness it responded. Blood pumped into into the shaft, no doubt coming from Megan's head as she started to feel faint.

"Aww, let me do the work." Kristen steered her to the bed, "Lay down and I'll serve you."

Serve me. Yes thats right.

Megan fell back onto the bed, her body sinking into the soft down. The futa would have certainly gone to sleep were in not for Kristen. The emotionless brunette was anything but. She attacked Megan's crotch with gusto. At first, she ran her hands up and down the 16 inch pillar of flesh; a stream of precum emerging from the tip providing lubrication. Soon she buried her face on Megan's crotch, lapping at her pussy.

Megan let out a cry of pleasure as she felt Kristen's tongue. It was obvious Kristen was no stranger to this and that got her juices flowing. A pair of fingers dove into her sex and started to work themselves around. A steady flow of juices trickled down her fingers which Kristen eagerly licked up. Kristen's free hand continued to massage Megan's rock hard member as she eat out Megan. The cock tilted and swayed as if caught in a breeze.

Kristen emerged from between Megan's legs with her face slick in her juices. "No tit fuck here, I'm afraid my boobies aren't up to the job." Kristen pressed the cock up against her chest, but Megan wasn't looking. Rather, her eyes were closed and she was drinking in the sensations her costar provided. Right now Kristen was grinding her clit up against her cock, furiously rubbing it and screaming out in pleasure.

"Yes! Yes! Yes! Oh your cock gives me so much!" Kristen kept grinding herself on the member, getting off at least once. She leaned back; a sheen of sweat covering her body. Both hands gripped Megan's pillar for support. The thick rod bent slightly, but didn't yield.

"I think it's time for the main course."

The thin actress leapt onto the bed and carefully positioned herself over the giant head that stared up at her. Then she sat down. Almost immediately her cries filled the room. Kristen hadn't had anything this big in her for months and it was pushing her wide open. Gravity and the unyielding cock did all the work.

Megan was in heaven. Even more so because she didn't have to do anything. She just got to lay down with her eyes closed, hands glued to her chest while Kristen bounced up and down on her member. By how Kristen was yelling, she half expected a 'yeehaw' to come out of the actress as she rode her bucked on her dick.

The twilight star rode her with reckless abandon; willing more and more cock to enter her sex. Willing wasn't the best word. Demanding was more like it.

"Dear god you're filling me up so much! Wreck my pussy!" Kristen hollered. Megan didn't have to work much for that, as Kristen was doing a good job on her own. All the futa had to do was buck her hips in time and continue to knead her massive mammaries.