No characters (both humans and non-humans) are below the age of consent.
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Zara couldn't believe that she was doing this for real. Today, instead of her usual outfit, she was dressed in a cheerleader uniform.
She got it from the Lexisters as a gift for saving them from that plant woman weeks ago.
They kept nagging Zara about donning that outfit together with them, and after a while, Zara decided it was better to rip off the band-aid and said yes. She specifically chose this day because she heard that the Lexisters are going to try the sexual stimulation training, as Aritimi calls it.
As Zara heard from her growing group of friends, those who tried it indeed feel much stronger now. Zara herself didn't feel this good. She became more powerful, but she needed much more time than the others. The only reason she didn't complain about this loudly was because she was afraid that Aritimi or Margaret would take this as encouragement to make her do this more often.
She had some good fuck, but she also got some super traumatizing encounters as well.
Anyway, she just hoped that the Lexisters wouldn't be as traumatized as she was and wouldn't end their friendship with her after this day.
The outfit she got only consisted of two articles of clothing, plus shoes and socks. The blue top and the matching skirt were way too small for her size. They were also small for the Lexisters, but they had a bit smaller sizes than Zara, so they weren't that exposed.
The top couldn't cover Zara's breasts fully. She tried pulling it as low as she could and didn't stop until she felt her nipples being covered with the thin and tight fabric. The next was the skirt, but her ass was too big for it and looked more like an extra-wide belt.
When she stopped in front of the mirror, she regretted her choice immediately.
Her top's hem was only caught on her nipples, exposing the lower half of each areola. The skirt was so short it didn't cover her ass cheeks. And to make things worse, she had to go commando because that's what the Lexisters also always do.
She was lucky enough not to encounter anybody she knew in the apartment. But her luck ran out as soon as she stepped out of the building: a bunch of young men were passing by. They couldn't help but stop and stare at her. Zara felt a hot blush creep up her cheeks. The men leered; one of them even had the audacity to wolf-whistle. She was trying to play it cool, but inside she was screaming.
"Nice beaver! Can I pet it?" she heard a boy snicker as a small breeze lifted her skirt, revealing her pussy. She was about to turn around and slap him when she heard honking. It was the Lexisters' car.
It was a pink sports car with no top, and the Lexisters waved at her from the open seats, their own skimpy outfits leaving little to the imagination.
"How can you girls wear this all the time?" Zara asked, sitting behind the driver's seat.
"Wearing the uniform is an honor," they said in unison. They sounded like proud soldiers talking about their duty.
As the car rolled out of the parking lot, the sisters began chatting immediately. Because of their identical voices, it sounded like listening to one person with a split personality.
"Hey, Zara, you should join our cheerleader squad. You got some moves that would look great on the field," Lexy chirped.
"Thanks, I really appreciate the offer, but I couldn't join since I'm not a student there," Zara said. She was happy she could reject their offer with a good excuse.
"Maybe we can do something about this," Lexi added.
"Let's talk about this later; we have to focus on the training."
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"Whoa!" Aritimi gasped as the girls walked through the portal. "For a second, I thought there were four Lexisters now."
"Thanks," Zara glared at her while the Lexisters just giggled.
"So that's the training room," Lexie gasped.
"Yep, that's where the magic happens," Aritimi nodded.
"What kind of monsters do you guys fuck here?" asked Lexy.
"Do they have tentacles?" asked Lexi.
"Or big dicks?" asked Lexie.
"We have monsters of all types here," Aritimi chuckled. "We can start soon, but get ready first."
All four of them undressed at the same speed since they barely wore anything to begin with. The Lexisters looked like three identical mannequins that came to life. They had the same slender body, the same round breasts, and the same shaved pussies, with only a small patch of brown hair in the shape of an 'L' above each of them.
"We are ready!" the sisters posed in unison.
"That's the spirit," Aritimi clapped. "Let's start with foreplay."
Soon, a bright white portal tore itself into existence. The creature that emerged looked like a naked human at first sight.
"Hello," the woman said.
She was tall and lean, with normally sized, perky breasts. Her hair was white like freshly spilled milk, and she had various white tattoos across her skin, depicting white tadpoles. Then Zara realized that those weren't tadpoles; those were sperm cells.
Zara wasn't surprised that the newcomer was a futanari, but she found the cock itself weird. It was approximately 14 inches long, very veiny, and swollen. But it wasn't the appearance that made Zara feel weird. She couldn't put a finger on it, but she felt something from the creature and her dick, something powerful.
"Whoa!" the Lexisters gasped in unison. "Is that foreplay to you?"
"Hu hu hu! Calm down," Aritimi laughed, "It's not her dick that you girls will have to use."
"Then what should we do with her?" Zara blinked.
"Khm," the woman cleared her throat, "Let me introduce myself first. I'm Semenia, the Semen Sorceress. For Aritimi's request, I will use my semen magic on you."
"Magic? Cool!" the sisters giggled.
"Hmm, so it's some kind of biokinesis?" Zara speculated.
"Yep," Aritimi nodded, "it's a form of advanced biokinesis. Pretty much all magic stuff is some kind of kinetic power."
"Can I start?" Semenia asked politely.
"Yes, of course," Aritimi nodded, stepping aside.
Semenia began to rub her engorged manhood, the purple helmet popping out from beneath the foreskin. At the same time, she was chanting.
"Semen Spell: Baby Batter Butterflies!" Semenia shouted. Her cock twitched and was about to shoot a load, but instead of a rope of cum, white butterflies fluttered out from it. They were made of sperm.
