This choice: Could me and Crystal get memberships at the club? We want to have fun like you. • Go Back... Just as Lisa was stepping out the door Sarah came running over. "WAIT!" She yelled to her mother. Crystal tried to grab hold of Sarah and stop her before she blabbed but was too late. Though Crystal quickly realized she had nothing to worry about.
With her cock standing hard and tall, dripping pre-cum all over the floor, Sarah finished what she had to say. "Could me and Crystal get a membership at the club? We want to have fun like you do."
In that moment the glimmer of hope you had just gained was ripped away and flushed down the toilet. Your sisters weren't coming to your rescue, both of them perfectly content with your current situation. And your mother was clearly a lost cause at this point.
Crystal was also surprised at what Sarah had said. She expected her to save you but instead she was thinking farther ahead. Crystal was so focused on Doug being their slave she hadn't thought about Lisa taking him 'back' to the club. Only their mother and the other club members would be able to use him. Crystal was upset with herself that Sarah realized all of that before she did. But at least Sarah had come to her rescue rather than Dougs. Though it all still depended on their mothers answer.
"Hmmmm...I suppose Crystal is old enough now to join the club."
"Yes!" Crystal interrupts, jumping slightly with excitement.
Your mother continues, "But Sarah honey. I'm sorry, 16 is the minimum age for members. You'll have to wait a couple years."
"Aw, no fair!" Sarah exclaims, stamping her foot in frustration.
Crystal felt bad for Sarah. She hadn't blabbed and even helped her older sister out, so she was adamant to return the favor. "Yeah, come on mom. Sarah should get one too. You're a regular there, couldn't you work something out to get Sarah in?"
The two girls looked at their mother with pleading eyes. "Oh alright."
"Yes!" The two girls shouted with excitement, giving each other a hug. Some of Sarah's pre-cum smearing onto Crystal.
"I'm sure the establishment will make an exception given that you've hit puberty and that Amazonian lust I passed on to you will start to kick in." Her cock twitched in your throat as she said Amazonian. You've always wondered why none of those genes seemed to pass on to you. You'll probably never find out now.
"Hmph, the youngest's always the lucky one. I had to go through puberty without a club membership. Do you know how hard it was to adjust to those Amazon genes coming into full swing." Crystal says a little jealous of her little sister.
"And that's not the end of it. Just wait until you girls reach my age. Then it becomes insatiable." Your mother put an emphasis on that last word, bucking her hips forward and making you gag extra loud as you bounced slightly on her massive fuck stick.
You had listened to that entire conversation inbetween your endless gag reflex, something the girls seem to have drowned out from their minds completely. Your heart was racing as the three girls climbed into the car, heading for the notorious club that your mother frequents. Your head becoming once again sandwiched between your mothers legs as she sat down in the drivers seat. They listened to some music on the way there, both sisters doing their best to contain their excitement. Especially Sarah, who was trying her best not to blow her load all over the car. It was extra hard every time they hit a red light as she would watch her mother grab hold of you and pump you up and down her cock.
You're not sure how much time had passed when your mother finally parked the car and stepped out, readjusting you into a comfortable position. She'd been constantly edging herself the entire ride, the confines of her panties becoming extremely sweaty and musky. You could feel her balls having grown bigger with the amount of cum that was now swashing around inside. As the girls walked towards the club entrance you could think of only one more possible savior to the situation, the club itself. You weren't really one of their fucktoys, surely they would know that when Lisa hands you off to them and this situation would finally be cleared up. And once it was, you were going to give your sisters hell.
Now inside the establishment you were instantly bombarded with the distant moans, groans, and squeals of the sexual escapades happening in the private rooms farther into the club. There was also a faint smell of sex but you couldn't really tell given your nose was still pressed firmly into your mother ballsack.
At the front desk was a women in her early thirties. She had long wavy brown hair and a pair of glasses. She looked up from her desk and instantly recognized your mother. "Oh hey Lisa!" *gasp* "Are those your two beautiful daughters!" She jumped up from her desk running over to give the two girls a hug, coincidentally dragging a fucktoy she had tied to her cock along with her.
Despite not having Amazonian blood in her like your family, the receptionist was still quite big and strong. All women were, that's just how things are. Women are stronger, larger (specially their cocks), and have a higher sex drive than men.
"It's so nice to finally meet you two. I've heard such great things from your mother." The receptionist said as she shifted her fucktoy into a better position. "Oh, and who's this we have here?" She points toward your tied up form.
"Well that's kind of why I came here today?" Your mother answered, "You know me well enough Beth, sometimes I can get a bit, lost."
"Aw, I think I see where this is going." Beth replies sitting back down behind the front desk.
"I promise it was an accident. You know I'd never steal from the club, I love it here." Lisa pleads.
Beth waves her hand in the air, "Don't worry Lisa, I believe you. At least things have been sorted out."
You would have tried to wiggle or scream that things definitely hadn't been sorted out, but given your previous attempts you knew it was pointless. Besides the part you were waiting for finally arrived.
"Lets see who you walked out of here with." Beth said, rolling in her chair over to your mother.
You felt Lisa slip off her skirt and panties, finally freeing your face from her bloated sack. Next she undid the straps holding you up against her without warning. You suddenly went plummeting to the floor with her cock, only to be given a severe case of whiplash as the stiffness of her cock stopped you from impacting with the floor, flinging you back up into the air. You bounced a few more times, screaming and gaging as you flew through the air. Once her cock came to a rest, gently placing you on the cold floor, you slide down her schlong until it caught on the ring gag. Then you heard Beth say exactly what you had been hoping for.
"That's strange? I don't recognize this one, and he doesn't have a tag collar." Beth said as she inspected you, running her hands along your body, poking and prodding in places as if that would somehow help her identify you.
"Really?! I don't remember yesterday too well but I'm sure I was here. I don't know where else I would have gotten him?" Your mother puzzles.
Crystal quickly jumps in, "I clearly remember you coming home from the club with this fucktoy mom. Are you sure you don't recognize him Beth?" Sarah nods in agreement with Crystal, realizing her sister was trying to save the situation.
That settled it! You are totally gonna kill your sisters once Beth sets everyone straight, and then...she...didn't.
"Hmmm, must have been a Walk In then. We get those from time to time. Men so desperate to be used and abused they sneak in here, blending in with the other fucktoys without going through the proper paperwork first. I'll just put him in the system now, problem solved."
Your sisters and even mother gave a sigh of relief. Lisa having been worried for a moment there she had grabbed some random guy off the street. You for one didn't know what to think anymore. You'd gotten your hopes up only for them to be dashed yet again. Why was the world being so cruel to you. No longer tied up against your mother, you gave things one final chance, thrashing about and making whatever noises you could around the tip of your mothers cock, trying to tell them they got it wrong. But just like everything else even this failed.
"You hear that? He must be telling us we figured it out." Beth said as she typed away on her computer.
"How sweet." Your mother said, "You've been such a good fucktoy through all this. Here I'll put you back where you like it." You felt your mothers hand on the back of your head as she pushed you against her pelvis, stuffing her meat back down your throat, and using the harness she had just taken off to secure your head in place. You were now back to what was becoming your normal state, gaging on your mothers cock, face smooshed against her crotch.
"Hey Lisa, how old do you think he is?" Beth asks, inputting info on you into the system, like race, hair color, build, etc.
Sarah having a hard time holding herself back quickly answered, "16! I...I think he looks 16. To me."
"Sounds good to me." Beth says as she hits enter, officially adding you to the roster of the clubs fucktoys.
Beth grabs two things from a drawer before approaching Lisa, well specifically Lisa's cock where you reside. "Don't mind me Lisa. Just need to put these on him." She said crouching down, practically sitting on top of the fucktoy currently sheathing her own cock.
You felt her hands on your own miniscule cock and balls. You practically forgotten you even had any during this entire ordeal. She proceeded to fit them inside of something and synch it so tight you screamed louder then you ever have your entire life, much to your mothers delight. Then she wrapped something around your distended throat clasping it in place. It was a tag collar, designating you FUCKTOY #1524, and finalizing your transformation into one of the clubs fucktoys.  | Members who added to this interactive story also contributed to these: |
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