Feeding The Beast Ch 10

*Author's notes: This is a work of fiction, hopefully that is not a word you struggle with. It is a story of fictional, consenting adults. It's in the fetish category for a reason, if that scares you, please back away slowly. For the rest of you, please enjoy!

Nick woke up the following morning surprised to find himself alone in bed. After a quick trip through the bathroom, he pulled on a t-shirt and loose-fitting pair of shorts before plodding off to see where Stacy had gone. The smell of freshly brewed coffee led him to the kitchen. As he poured himself a large mug, he noticed Stacy on the patio with her yoga mat going through her "flow" as she called it. Making his way outside, Nick had to pause momentarily to admire his girlfriend.

"My favorite pose!" He said with a wry smile before making his way to a chair.

"Downward facing dog?" Stacy asked quizzically.

"I prefer to call it upward facing ass," Nick chuckled as he sat, "but you can call it what you want!"

"You are in a naughty mood already, aren't you?"

"Could be!" Nick said before sipping his coffee.

Stacy was barefoot, wearing a pair of black spandex and cotton shorts and a hot pink halter style sports bra. It was tough not to get excited at how she looked as Stacy swept her right foot high in the air before bringing it to her right hand. Lifting her hands off the ground, Stacy turned her back to Nick, who had to adjust his crotch as his erection quickly grew. Stacy made a few more moves, working her way through downward dog until she was facing Nick, who was adjusting himself again.

"You're so bad!" Stacy giggled as she spied him. Nick's reply was a simple raise of his eyebrow and tilt of the head. "Listen," Stacy used a mockingly stern tone, "I cannot be held responsible for what Betty does!" Nick snorted, almost spilling his coffee. "I didn't hear any complaints from you!"

"Well, I do have to say," Nick set his coffee down before continuing, "I am a bit disappointed I don't get to go to any company functions!"

"Holy crap, no way in hell!" Stacy blurted, almost losing her balance. "I can't imagine what would happen if Jake found out about Betty!"

"Shawn said he wouldn't let Jake drive the Betty bus," Nick replied, "he said he didn't trust him alone with Betty after yesterday."

"That's good to know!" Stacy shook her head for a moment, stepped off the mat, taking a seat on Nick's lap. "I don't think I'd trust him with Betty alone."

"He did say there may be times they end up with different parties at the same location though," Nick said as he wrapped his arms around Stacy's waist, "but that wouldn't happen too often."

"As long as Shawn is there." Stacy replied, shuddering slightly. "Before we talk about last night and yesterday in general, I definitely want to shower."

"Sounds good to me," Nick replied, giving Stacy a squeeze, "I'll make breakfast for us."

Nick followed Stacy into the house, watching as she bounded toward the stairs. He had a few minutes before he needed to start anything, as it would take Stacy longer to shower than it would for him to cook breakfast. Unable to help himself, he pulled out his phone watching videos of Betty in action. Over the course of her time as Betty, Stacy had learned simple ways to communicate or show what she wanted, with the exception of when she wanted or needed a break. He'd have to figure out a way to ask her, certainly there had to be times when she wanted a break but couldn't simply tell them to stop.

Upstairs in the shower, Stacy enjoyed the hot jets of water on her shoulders and back. The harness that had held her arms tightly behind her body had made her a bit stiff to say the least. Thinking of having her arms bound caused a chain reaction, flood of feelings about the night before. Stacy had willingly and wantonly been with another woman! She'd gone to dinner with Marguerite, and happily hugged her lightly after the meal was over when they parted ways, but last night in latex she'd greedily lapped and licked at the same woman as if she were possessed. Stacy and Nick had jokingly referred to Betty as another person, someone entirely different than Stacy, but the joke was more of a reality. Standing in the shower, Stacy was aroused, but not to the point she would want Marguerite to join her. This was different. Shaking her head, Stacy turned the water off and grabbed her towel.

"Breakfast smells divine!" Stacy said as she entered the kitchen wearing one of Nick's dress shirts.

"I aim to please!" Nick replied, looking her over quickly. "You know I'm a sucker for you in one of my shirts!"

"Oh this?" Stacy asked with a quick twirl. "I couldn't decide what to wear," she continued as she sat at the table, "so I grabbed this!"

"Looks perfect to me." Nick smirked, noticing Stacy didn't have any kind of a bra or top on underneath.

"After yesterday," Stacy said, reaching for a bagel, "comfort is the key for today!"

"You looked pretty comfortable at Shawn's house!" Nick teased.

"I know for a fact," Stacy replied, blushing deeply, "I have never spent that much time with my chest or any other part of me hanging out like I did yesterday." She paused for a moment, then continued. "You know what though? It felt perfectly natural and I loved it!"

"Apparently Betty is an exhibitionist!" Nick chuckled in reply.

"Among a few other things!" Stacy laughed before digging in.

"While you showered, I got a text from Shawn," Nick said in between bites, "he was asking how you were feeling this morning and thanking both of us for yesterday."

"That's nice of him," Stacy replied, "I hope you told him the two of us were fine."

"You mean you and Betty?" Nick chuckled again, "Or you and I?"

"Better say the three of us then," Stacy set her coffee down, "you brat!"

"If you say so!" Nick laughed enough to almost choke on his coffee. "He said Mike will have the pictures ready and have the Betty site up today."

"I'm interested to see what it looks like when a pro takes pictures." Stacy replied.

"He also said that Mike could hire Betty the weekend after next," Nick said reading through the text, "but it would be at a hotel and not in the bus." Nick paused, reading more before continuing. "Neither Shawn or I could be there," Nick's voice had a hint of concern, "but he's known Mike for a long time and wouldn't suggest it if he weren't confident, you'd be safe." Nick took a sip of coffee before continuing again. "He suggests I get a hotel in the same hotel, preferably the same floor," Nick's voice eased slightly, "which Mike would cover, and that way I'd be able to be close by."

Nick sat back for a moment, setting his phone down. This was a lot to take in. He was fine the last two times Stacy had been out as Betty, but this time he would be close by but not there. Shawn wouldn't be there either, which was another concern, but he'd met Mike and Shawn trusted him. Looking over at Stacy, it was clear she was examining his face and body for reactions.

"Let's put it out there before we decide anything," Stacy suggested, setting her fork down and reaching for Nick's hands, "this isn't what we originally agreed to doing, but how do you feel about it?"

"I'm glad Shawn trusts him," Nick said, holding Stacy's hands tightly, "he was certainly more interested in treating you as a person than Jake was after all." Nick paused for a moment then continued. "We'd have to sneak you out of their room and into ours," Nick said, talking while thinking the idea through, "and pray no one followed us after the fact."

"We could get up at an odd hour and just leave," Stacy replied, "it's not like we have to go to the desk to check out." She was happy Nick was getting comfortable with the idea, they both needed to be comfortable with it before they agreed. "Dropping me at the door will be okay, it'll just take timing to make sure no one else is in the hallway," Stacy said, feeling the familiar tingle of excitement surging through her body, "getting me out of the room would be risky, he'd have to plan on it being late."

"Are you okay without Shawn or I there?"

"Ask Shawn if he trusts Mike that much," Stacy suggested, "certainly enough to keep me safe."

"I'll ask." Within a minute Shawn texted back. "He said he'd trust Mike with Marguerite in the same situation."

"Is that good enough for you?" Stacy asked, picking her coffee up again.

"Yeah, I think it is," Nick replied, "what do you think?"

"I think it's time for Betty's Master to make arrangements and do all that business stuff that Betty doesn't get to know."

"Okay then." Nick smiled, seeing Stacy's hardened nipples rubbing against the shirt.

The next two weeks rushed by. Stacy and Nick could see the Betty Bus webpage as well as the number of visitors, as it was a restricted site that Shawn would only provide to certain clients, the numbers were low but it was still promising. The pictures were fantastic as well. Nick could usually tell when Stacy had been looking through the site as she would typically jump him as soon as he got home. The Wednesday before Betty's next outing, Stacy informed Nick he was getting blow jobs only. Nick happily agreed. The downside was Nick had to buy Stacy a number of enema kits, which required him going to several stores, in order for her to wear a plug the days leading up to Saturday.

Leaving the house Saturday morning, Nick had packed everything Stacy needed for the night, while she tried to keep herself occupied. The day seemed to crawl for both of them. As agreed, Nick and Stacy met Shawn at the hotel parking garage, where he gave them the room key and number. He also handed Nick an envelope, Stacy assumed with the agreed upon payment for the night. She shuddered slightly at the thought of being rented by strangers. Shawn gave Stacy a wink before heading out. The entrance to the hotel from the garage was not the main door, which allowed the couple to ascend the side stairwell to their room on the 8th floor.

"Thankfully the top floor isn't any higher than 8!" Nick grumbled.

"Try walking up them with a medium plug in your ass!" Stacy quipped.

"Okay, valid point."

Their room was two doors down from the room where the party would take place. Nick was happy they were able to enter their room without anyone seeing them. He had a plan to keep himself from being recognized when they left, but still was concerned about being found out. At least with the bus, Shawn would drive them back to the garage where Nick would meet them after the night. This added a level of danger for the couple, but Stacy trusted Nick and Nick trusted Shawn. Once in the room, Stacy kicked off her sneakers and stepped out of her loose fitting sweat pants. Her sweatshirt was almost long enough to cover her butt, underneath which she wore only a black thong.

"I may try to nap." She said out of the blue.

"Sounds like a great idea," Nick said, stripping away the decorative pillows, "I'll get you set up."

Nick arranged the pillows before climbing onto the bed himself, holding his arms out, he motioned for Stacy to come join him on the bed. Smiling sweetly, Stacy tucked herself under Nick's left arm, resting her head on his chest and wrapping her left leg over his body. She closed her eyes as she felt him slowly filter his fingers through her hair. He certainly knew how best to relax her, although sleeping with a plug in her ass would prove to be difficult. Stacy somehow managed to sleep for an hour before finally crawling from Nick's arms.

"You know, I don't know why I hadn't thought of this," Stacy said, as she slowly crawled out of bed, "but what are you going to do while I'm off as Betty tonight?"

"Oh, you know," Nick replied, "watch a movie or something."

"Well, I guess we will have to find a way to make it up to you when we get back!" Stacy replied, pressing her lips to his.

"I won't hold you to that," Nick replied, giving Stacy a tight hug, "just in case you're tired."

"I'll let you know!" Stacy said before bouncing off to the bathroom.

As Stacy went through the process of getting ready to be encased in latex for the next few hours, Nick laid out what she would need to put on. Through Shawn, Mike had coordinated an outfit for Betty to wear, or at least a preferred outfit. They knew better than to purchase expensive lingerie knowing it would certainly get wrecked. Betty's outfits and wigs were inexpensive for a reason. Both he and Stacy had joked that she could shop at Victoria's Secret but Betty would shop on Wish. While Nick got everything ready, Stacy used the last of the kits he'd purchased, then quickly rinsed off in the shower. It was pointless to wash her hair as it would never completely dry before she put the latex hood on, which would lead to other issues. Instead, she pinned her hair up as best she could so Betty's head would be smoother. More importantly, her hair wouldn't get caught in the zipper! Coating her body in a light layer of talc, Stacy stepped out of the bathroom completely nude.

"Ready to get ready?" Nick asked, slowly eyeing up Stacy.

"Yes, I am!"

Stacy sat on the corner of the bed, deliberately keeping her back to the items Nick had laid out. Picking up the Betty suit, Nick knelt in front of Stacy helping her slip her feet into the appropriate holes. As usual, before he pulled it up to her hips, Nick poured lube into the two red condoms hanging between the legs. While he adjusted the bottom, Stacy fed her arms into the sleeves, watching her hands transform to latex mittens. With the suit up to her shoulders, Nick zipped the back holding it in place while Betty's face lay flat on Stacy's chest. Nick had Stacy sit again, picking up another item from the bed. Just as she wanted, Stacy had no idea the details of the evening or what she would be wearing. As it turned out, Nick was putting her in a black floral lace bodystocking with spaghetti straps and an open crotch. It wasn't Stacy's style, but it would certainly fit Betty. Nick then put a pair of black patent heels on Stacy's feet.

"It's a good thing I'm going to spend most of my night on my knees or back," she said, feeling the almost 5-inch heel molding her foot, "because walking would be an issue!"

"They'd requested thigh high boots," Nick replied, "but I figured your legs would be warm enough without wrapping them in leather too!"

"Mmmmm, my hero!" Stacy chuckled in response.

"Anything to make you happy!" Nick replied before softly kissing Stacy's lips. "Time to be Betty though."

Stacy quickly pulled Nick's face to hers, kissing him deeply, softly moaning into his mouth as their tongues intertwined. She felt her excitement for the evening growing, regardless of what she was about to do, Stacy loved Nick deeply.

"I hope you have fun." Nick whispered as their kiss broke.

"I know I will," Stacy replied, "and after we can have fun too."

"Sounds good to me!"

Nick and Stacy took their time getting her hood into place. Her world got dark for a moment, until the small eye holes hidden in the cartoon eyes of Betty's face lined up with her own. She felt the hood tighten around her head as Nick zipped the back. Unable to be of much help, Stacy sat still until Nick put the wig on her. Seeing his hand in front of her, Stacy took it, anxiously getting to her feet. Near the door to the room was a full-length mirror, which Nick walked her to, positioning her in front of it so she could see herself. Stacy inhaled sharply through her nose at the sight of Betty. The body stocking actually looked quite sexy, although the two condoms still hung between her legs. Nick had put on a short black wig, which gave her a vampish look. Standing motionless, Stacy watched as Nick brought the small leather collar around her neck. The collar served two purposes, it locked the zippers behind her neck, insuring no one unmask her and had her name in small crystals. The word Betty seemed to gleam in the light. Under the name was a small ring, which, much to her excitement, Nick hung a short leash.

Nick was sure he heard Stacy moan slightly as he put the collar on her. Shawn had suggested the leash as she'd gotten more excited when one was put on her a couple weeks ago. With Stacy transfixed in front of the mirror, Nick retrieved one of her favorite dildos and coated it with lube. Placing his left hand on Stacy's shoulder, Nick slowly fed the 7-inch realistic dildo through the condom hanging directly below Stacy's asshole. He could definitely hear and feel her moan with the penetration and ended up having to hold her waist tightly as her knees buckled.

"Seems someone enjoyed that!" He whispered. Stacy could only nod quickly in response. "Maybe I should have brought two," he said, holding the dildo tightly inside her ass, "and kept this one here while using another to insert the other condom. Whatcha think?"

Stacy nodded rapidly, feeling her eyes flutter as she ground against the dildo in her ass. She'd been mentally preparing herself for this night for a week, the beast was beyond ready for feeding at this point! Groaning loudly as Nick pulled the dildo free, Stacy inhaled sharply then moaned again as he fed the other condom into her pussy. He twisted it slightly as he pushed it inside her, causing her to try to squat onto the dildo.

"I think you're ready." Nick said, holding the dildo inside her and watching her nod again. "Just one thing before we go into the hallway." Nick removed the dildo from Stacy's pussy, much to her dismay, placing it in her mouth before he stepped away.

Nick returned to her view, positioning a long black cape over Betty's shoulders. The cape reached her ankles and had a hood which hid all but her face. She was able to pull the material in front of her body, covering herself almost completely. Nick removed the dildo from her mouth, tossing it aside.

"I just need to text Mike," he instructed, "then make sure the hallway is clear."

Nick pulled on a baseball hat, which he hardly ever wore, and a pair of large sunglasses while swiping a message into his phone. As he waited for a reply, he slowly opened the door to their room, tentatively looking up and down the hallway. Nick's phone beeped, with a smile he reached for the leash hanging in front of Betty's body.

"Show time Betty!" He said, leading her into the hallway.

Stacy was on autopilot inside Betty's latex body. She was beyond horny, could barely see, was struggling to balance on the towering heels Nick had her in, and was going who knows where! All she could focus on was how badly she wanted to get into the next room. Nick knocked twice on the door, then unclipped the leash from Betty's collar.

"No one gets to lead you around but me." He hoarsely whispered in her ear.

The door opened, revealing Mike with a giant grin on his face. "This is great!" He exclaimed.

"I'll text you when time's up," Nick said, putting his hand on the small of Betty's back to guide her into the room, "then I'll come get her. Have fun!"

Stacy quickly realized there was another thing she didn't know; how long would she be there! At least on the bus she got the occasional break as guys went to dinner or the strip club, but this was a room with them, and breaks would be when they were tired not her! Walking behind Mike into the room, Betty was partly relieved to see only 5 other men there. The last time on the bus there had been almost twice as many, which was a lot! When Mike removed the cape, the reactions were not only what she expected but what Betty needed as well. Her stomach had been in knots since Nick dropped her off, but as the men approached other parts of her body silenced her nerves.

"I can't believe there's a real chick in there!" One exclaimed.

"Given that body, a fucking hot chick too!" Said another as hands started to roam her body.

"There's got to be a condom in her pussy like the thing in her mouth!"