Caitlyn's Futa Obsession

Cassiopeia

Caitlyn lounged on the pile of velvet cushions, watching Zyra sulk and Ahri dress. Ahri was wriggling into a sleek, red silk skirt hemmed with silver thread. Her hips pushed the waistband to its limits as they refused its passage. As Ahri muttered and cursed, Zyra rolled her golden eyes, leaning against the double doors. Her limp green cock and perky dark green nipples were bare for the world to see.

"Would you hurry up already?" Zyra said.

"Hold on, almost..." The waistband charged past Ahri's hips and hugged her waist. "There!" She grinned ear to ear and snatched her shirt off the floor. It was also made of red silk and hemmed with silver thread. Ahri slipped her arms through the long sleeves, raised her arms, and allowed gravity to do the rest. A v-cut left her collarbone and half of her bust bare, showing off the long line where her breasts squished together. Caitlyn's stomach dropped when she tied a sash around her waist and conformed her shirt to the bulge of her enormous tits.

"You two are so fucking hot..."

Zyra huffed and suddenly found the far rather interesting.

Ahri smiled a motherly smile. "You're one to talk, dear. Now-" she clapped her hands "-we best be off."

"Not yet." Sneering, Zyra blocked the double doors. "What happens in my garden stays in my garden."

"Oh, come on," Caitlyn said. "No one will care if you bottomed. More than half of them won't be walking straight for weeks to come after all this is over."

Ahri nodded. "Much more than half."

"Shut it, worm," Zyra snapped. "As far as anyone is concerned, Ahri and I fucked the shit out of you. That's it. End of story. Are we clear?"

Caitlyn sighed. "Yeah yeah. Whatever."

Zyra glared at Ahri.

Ahri smiled. "Whatever you require, I will provide to the best of my abilities."

"If either of you tell a soul, you're dead." Zyra snapped on her heels, flung open the double doors, and marched off. "Nidalee! Get your ass over here!" she shouted, her voice fading behind the closing doors.

Ahri caught a door before it closed all the way. "Caitlyn."

"Yeah?"

"Your break will last fifteen minutes. Wear a plug, dear. We wouldn't want your ass tightening, now would we?"

A shiver ran up Caitlyn's spine. "Will do, Ma'am."

Ahri's ears perked. "Oh? I've missed that. Do make sure to call me that more often."

"We'll see."

"Yes." Ahri eye-fucked her. "We will."

The doors slammed shut and Caitlyn was left alone. Not even silence accompanied her. Now that she knew what to listen for, she could hear bed frames thumping against the walls, shrill squeals, and husky grunts. They sounded far away, which stung all the more, for they were so very very close.

Fifteen minutes. With more sex toys than I know what to do with? Don't mind if I do.

Before fun, however, Caitlyn needed to prepare. Ahri was right; with seven rounds of anal around the corner, she couldn't let her ass tighten. She retrieved two tools from the couch's drawer. A buttplug bigger than her palm and a set of silicone eggs the size of billiard balls. Loosening the entrance of her ass wouldn't be enough. Her whole ass needed to be loose to accommodate a monster cock. Or two. Or three. Ahri wouldn't be cruel enough to send in three at a time, would she?

Caitlyn lay on her back, spread her legs, and soaked four silicone eggs in lube.

Her ass was hesitant to accept them. It took a few deep breaths and the combined effort of all her fingers before it gaped open, yawning like a mouth as it swallowed them one by one. The eggs were sucked deep inside her before settling behind her belly button and groin in an orderly queue.