Broken Cycles: Hive of Body & Spirit 6 (Patreon)

I could hear Taylor shuffling about outside the bathroom, despite the water running over my head as I washed my hair. The bathroom door opened, and Taylor slipped inside. I was a little surprised, but only in that she'd worked up the nerve to do so this soon. I'd been expecting her to take another week at least. Curious to see what she'd do, I gave no indicator that I'd noticed her, putting all of the onus for whatever was about to happen on her.

I glanced through the frosted glass of the shower stall out of the corner of my eye, seeing Taylor standing in front of the sink, shifting from foot to foot. She stared in my direction for a bit, before turning around. She then lifted her shirt, revealing her back, the seal I'd placed on her visible from the contrast, and then reached behind her back to unhook her bra. I let myself smirk, glad that things were progressing as quickly as they were.

Taylor pulled the straps off her shoulders and dropped them to the floor. I heard her take a deep breath, before pushing her pants down her hips. Her panties followed, and she stepped out of them. I couldn't help but stare, my heart pounding in anticipation.

“Don’t get too excited,” I heard her mutter under her breath, making me turn my head slightly so I was no longer looking in her direction. “He may say no.”

I remained quiet as Taylor moved to stand in front of the door to my shower, standing there and breathing heavily. Finally, running out of body parts to wash, I said, “If you intend to join me, you only need to step inside.”

Taylor jumped, and I watched as she took two steps forward, allowing herself to walk right into the stall. I turned around as she entered, watching as she tentatively stepped into the spray, letting it pour over her.

“Oh my God,” she whispered, staring at my naked body.

I, meanwhile, was staring as well. Taylor’s body had me wracking the memories of the me that had lived in this world, because while the flat stomach and small b-cups were what I was expecting, the cock between her legs was not. Okay, so this version of Earth Bet had a third “gender” called herms or futas. It was a good thing my face wasn’t nearly as expressive as the average person’s, or my surprise would have probably done a number on her confidence.

“If this goes any further,” I began, making Taylor start as her eyes moved up to meet my own, “then understand that I will expect your submission to me. You will do as I tell you, when I tell you. If you are unable to accept that, then we will pretend that this didn’t happen. Am I understood?”

Taylor swallowed hard, nodding once, “Yes, Sir.”

I smiled at her, and turned back to finish my shower. When I turned back towards her, her eyes were locked on my cock, a not insignificant flush spreading across her cheeks.

“What are you waiting for, Miss Hebert?” I asked her, “Come here.”

Taylor's eyes jumped back to my face, and after a brief moment of hesitation, she did so, stepping forwards until she was right in front of me. Gently, I wrapped my arms around her shoulders and turned her around, pulling her directly into the stream of water. I leaned her head into the water, running my hands through her hair, getting it wet. Taylor's physical build was interesting, and very much unlike Emma or Sophia's. Sophia was hard, all muscle with the only softness to her being her tits, lips, and ass. Emma was the opposite, all curves and no muscle. Taylor was more like Sophia than Emma, being long and lanky, but rather than being all muscle, Taylor was all leg.

Seriously, I have about a foot of height over her, yet our legs were the same height. Pushing that thought aside, I returned my focus to washing Taylor's hair, grabbing the shampoo and getting a good lather going. Taylor continued to stand still, her only movement being the slow, hesitant grinding of her ass against my cock. Once her hair was fully covered with shampoo, I rinsed the excess off my hands before grabbing onto her hips and spinning her around.

“Mr. Smith?” Taylor asked, her voice thick with confusion as I picked her up and twisted so her back was against the wall of the shower.

“You knew this was going to happen, Miss Hebert,” I chided lightly. “You made that perfectly clear when you removed your clothes and entered the shower while I was in it. And now I'm giving you an order, so be prepared to obey. Do you understand?”

Taylor nodded, her eyes wide as I pressed her into the wall.

“Good,” I said as I rested her knees on my hips, freeing my hands. One went between her legs, below her dick, the other went to cup one of her breasts. My palm was warm from the hot water, and Taylor shuddered as I squeezed her breast, roughly massaging her nipple. I pushed a finger inside her pussy, stroking her clit as I teased her opening.

“Oh my god,” Taylor moaned, her legs squeezing tightly around my waist.

I could feel her soaking wet heat, the slickness making my cock stir. I didn’t want to wait any longer, so I stopped fingering her, making her let out a disappointed moan, and lined myself up with her pussy.

“Are you ready, Miss Hebert? Because here is your next order: brace yourself,” was all the warning I gave her before I leaned in and drove my hips forward, putting all my weight behind the thrust. Taylor cried out as her pussy was filled with me, the warmth almost immediately sending a shudder through my body. I kept my eyes closed as I started moving, sliding in and out of her, the slickness of the water making my movements easy.

“Fuck me, Mr. Smith, please fuck me,” Taylor begged.

I growled, pleased by her words and the way she was clinging to my neck. I pulled out and slammed back into her, making her cry out again. I wasn't gentle, this wasn't making love or anything sappy like that. This wasn't even fucking, it was far more animalistic than that. I wanted to make her cum, and I was going to do whatever I had to in order to get her there.

“You're such a naughty girl,” I told her.

“Please, Mr. Smith, don't stop,” Taylor whined.

With that, I grabbed onto her hips and began slamming into her, each time driving deeper than the last. Taylor's cries of pleasure grew louder as I got rougher, and after a moment's consideration, I brought her hands down from my neck to her own cock. She sucked in a sharp breath at the sensation, but she didn't complain. In fact, she seemed to enjoy it, moaning every time her fingers ran over the tip of her dick.

I slowed my pace slightly, but not much, and leaned down a tad to suck on her nipples, listening to the noises she made. I felt her grip tighten on my neck, her nails digging into my skin. I knew she was close to reaching her orgasm, so I sped up my thrusting, slipping my thumb into her ass. Her entire body jerked, her eyes flying wide open in surprise. Her hand flew off her dick, and I watched as she let go of it, coming over my shoulder. She came, hard. Her cock twitched, even as her pussy clamped down around me. Her cum coated my chest, splattering against my abs and dripping down my thighs, before it was washed away by the shower water.

“Did I give you permission to cum?” I asked after removing my mouth from around her tit, making the limp Taylor freeze. I chuckled, “Relax, Taylor. I am teasing you. I can hardly punish you for something I didn't tell you not to do. Now, shall I continue?”

She nodded, and I resumed my thrusting, pulling her hips closer to mine. Taylor was panting, her body trembling from her latest orgasm. As if sensing this, I began to move faster, pumping in and out of her as fast as possible. The sound of slapping flesh filled the bathroom as Taylor's pussy gripped me, milking me for all I was worth. Her hand flew to her dick, but she barely lasted a minute before coming once more, covering the side of the tub.

I kept going, slamming into her as her body shook uncontrollably. Her hand went down to my dick as it slid in and out of her, and I felt her fingers rubbing along my shaft, causing me to grow thicker. She was close to her second orgasm, and I was almost there as well. I sped up, my hips hitting her with more force, her body shaking harder as her orgasm neared.

I was about to shout her name when I felt her muscles clamp down on me, forcing my release. With a grunt, I tensed up as my balls tightened and my cock throbbed. I spilled into her, filling her womb with my seed. I continued thrusting, not wanting to pull out of her, and I continued to groan as Taylor orgasmed again. Her hand slipped off her dick, but she didn't try to cover herself this time. Instead, she held her hand over her eyes, moaning loudly as she came.

When she finished, I lowered Taylor to the ground, and then stepped back, leaning against the wall of the shower. For several seconds, I just stared at her, enjoying the sight of her naked body, my cum dripping down her thigh. Eventually, though, my control snapped, and I moved towards her.

“Ready for round two?” I asked, making her lift her head and look at me with wide eyes.

I knelt in front of her and ran my tongue along her slit, tasting the residue of our combined juices. She moaned, and I smirked, knowing she was already beginning to get turned on. I considered how I wanted to go about this next part, before making a decision. I sat Taylor up, washing out the last of the shampoo in her hair, before picking her up and spinning her around.

My dick easily slipped into her pussy, and her legs scrambled to try to hook onto my thighs as I wrapped an arm around her belly. Shutting off the shower, I stepped out of the stall and grabbed a towel. Wrapping it around her chest, I pinned it with my armpits as my hands slid down to her hips.

“Here is how round two will proceed,” I said as I started walking, feeling how her pussy clenched and gripped at my cock with each step. “We will proceed to the bedroom, once there I will use a technique called a Shadow Clone. Then, you will take everything that I and my clone do to you without complaint. However we decide we want you, you will submit to. Understood?”

Taylor looked at me blankly for a moment, before nodding. She was obviously confused, but she would figure it out. I carried her into the bedroom, before making the cross seal and with a cloud of smoke there was a second me. Taylor's eyes shot open, and a bit of drool leaked out of the corners of her mouth.

“That's right, Miss Hebert,” I said as I dropped her feet to the floor, turning to face her. She was trying not to blush, and failing miserably. I walked over to her, placing a hand on her cheek, and then leaned down, kissing her softly. She tasted slightly salty. “Don't worry about what you think, because in a few moments you won't be thinking about anything except pleasure,” I said as my hands slid down her torso.

Taylor gasped as I placed a hand on her breast, massaging it gently, before taking hold of her tit and twisting it.

“Do you know why I chose to do this now? It's simple, really. You are going to be my little slut. You're going to be used for sex, and you'll enjoy it. You will be a submissive slut to me, and get to be dominant over the other girls who catch my eye. That's all you need to remember.”

Taylor let out an eager, needy whine, as I picked her up and set her on the bed, her head hanging over the edge. I placed by cock at her mouth, which she obediently opened. I’d barely slid the head in when my shadow clone started.

It turns out that you can make shadow clones that are slightly altered from yourself in key ways if you focus on that difference when making it. In this case, the clone was much more open to different ways to partake in futas than I was. It would take a lot longer before I’d be okay with letting anyone stick anything up my ass.

The jerk and muffled cry of shock from Taylor as my clone started sucking her dick pulled me from my inner monologue. I fed more of my length into Taylor's mouth, not giving her time to question what was happening. I heard her make a sound of discomfort, but ignored her. It wasn't long before I felt her start to suck harder, swallowing the rest of my cock. I let out a satisfied sigh. She was getting good at this. I pulled out and watched as my clone laid down beside her, his dick already half hard. He reached out and stroked Taylor's leg, making her jump and squirm.

“Shh, it's alright, Miss Hebert, he wants to help us,” I said quietly, trying to calm her.

In response, Taylor moved her hand to the clone's crotch, grabbing him and starting to rub her fingers along his length. For the next several minutes, Taylor continued to stroke the clone, while I enjoyed the show. His cock was thickening until it was fully erect, and his precum had started to drip down on Taylor's hand, making her flush from her hair down to the top of her breasts.

“Now, Miss Hebert,” I said as my clone moved so that he was sitting on the edge of the bed. “You are going to take your cock, and put it into his ass. Then, I am going to take my cock and put it in your ass. You are going to lose every virginity you have tonight. Am I understood?”

“Yes Mr. Smith,” Taylor said with an eager nod and a needy whine.