This Ascent to Divinity is Lewder than Expected (A Futa LitRPG)

4.12 - ❤ Ménage à Trois III

"Now that's a sight," Delta mumbled.

Zoey stared with wide eyes. The lustful amazement in Delta's voice mirrored how she felt. She'd known the fox girl would have a great idea for cashing in Rosalie's 'favor', but this? Well. Zoey could get behind the idea, without a doubt.

The two of them sat on the bed, side by side, looking at Rosalie, who had donned the crucial equipment for Delta's planned activities. Which was to say ... Zoey's equipment. Rosalie had put on the black leather harness that affixed the linking plate, and from her crotch, sprouted Zoey's own fourteen inch monster.

It was ... a confusing sight. One that had a variety of emotions swirling in Zoey. That was her cock, so she shouldn't be getting excited by it. But seeing Rosalie's enticing curves, the blush on her cheeks, while holding her—and at the same time, Zoey's—cock in her hand. It was compromising.

Rosalie looked good with a cock. That was the simple way to put it. Especially with her smaller frame. Zoey was tall for a girl, so fourteen inches—while still absurd—didn't fit quite as poorly on her as it did Rosalie. But on Rosalie, it was ridiculous.

In a good way.

In a way that had Zoey's heart slamming, and a bit dizzy.

She really needed to get Rosalie her own cock. She didn't know how, but it had to happen. For now, this was a good substitute.

"I can't believe you're making me do this," Rosalie mumbled, staring down at her cock. She wiggled it up and down, then winced. "And I can't believe ... I can feel through it."

Delta had mentioned that. The linking plate had uses beyond the ones described by the item, or even that Fe had found. Not only capable of linking distances via teleportation, it linked sensations. As Rosalie tentatively bunched foreskin, exploring her new cock, Zoey felt it too.

Zoey didn't gasp like Rosalie, though. They handled the sensation differently. Zoey was plenty experienced with her cock, so a hand stroking away wasn't enough to draw a gasp. Rosalie, having only experienced it once before—back in the second shard, when she'd been in Zoey's body—had no such defenses. It was sensitive to her.

"Should've tried harder to win, then," Delta said. "This's your punishment."

Punishment. No one there thought this was remotely a punishment. Still, Rosalie had airs to put on. Zoey wouldn't have it any other way.

"And we'll take it slow," Delta added. "Ease you into it, even if you're supposed to be taking care of me. Me and Zoey will start with our mouths."

"Wait," Zoey said. "Our?"

Delta turned, raising an eyebrow. "You don't want to suck your girlfriend's cock?"

"That's my cock."

"So?"

"What do you mean so?"

"It's not that big of a deal. I've done it."

The room paused. "You ... have?"

"Back when I had your body. You and blondie were too occupied to notice." Delta grinned shamelessly. "Let me tell you. Blowing a load into my own stomach ... that was fun."

Zoey stared at her. She'd had no idea. And, even if Delta was able to do something like that with no reservations, Zoey wasn't half as sold. Suck her own cock?

But it was Rosalie's, too.

She really wanted to get a second chance to play with Rosalie in that way. Her memories of the first time, back in the second shard, had been great. Amazing. Getting to make her haughty blonde teammate—girlfriend, now—squirm in pleasure using her tongue and throat ... she couldn't imagine anything better.