Hannah tried to make herself invisible, scurried away in the kitchen, holding an uneaten pizza slice and a can of soda. She could see Jezebel demonstrating her animal shifting for the Cheetahs in the living room. The second Selena she had transformed been whisked by the teacher and her wife, so now Naomi took out her frustration on the Succubus. Then teen blushed and looked away when the Weretiger’s tail plunged into Abbie, half wondering what she was doing here.
But her attempt at hiding came to nothing when Charlee grabbed her barely present tits from behind. “You’re not getting away so easily.” The blonde put her face close to the blushing Hannah’s, smilingly delightedly when one of her hands migrated and felt the ginger’s glistening outer folds. Hannah bit back, closing her mouth as she weakly tried to squirm away from Charlee’s digits. “Guess it works in our favour this time. No way, would I try to interrupt those four by trying to drag you away.”
Pradha slid herself between the two women and the table, standing in front of Hannah and starting to take her far away from the kitchen. “You couldn’t be more obvious with Stella. You come to all the games. Almost all of our practices. Wouldn’t it be more fun if you became a cheerleader?” She pulled the three of them into a hallway and toward another room.
Offering no resistance, Hannah limply bounced on the guest bedroom’s bed when the two naked cheerleaders shoved their abductee on top of the sheets. “I...” Her eyes timidly flicked toward her slight and boyish frame, hoping it would suffice to make the argument for her.
“So? Jezebel looked like a total bimbo becoming a Weretiger.” Charlee cut Hannah’s mind off from where it had been going. She and Pradha were taking opposite sides as they laid down beside the frizzy-haired nerd, pinning her. Not that she was resisting, beyond wresting with her self-doubt and trying to not imagine the Succubus’ curvy and athletic body. Or how sexy Jez was now. “While you barely have an ounce of fat to get in the way of all those muscles.”
“I am not kidding when I say we’re envious.” Charlee giggled, but also nodded as Pradha spoke. Hannah would’ve made for a great dancer if she had put in the effort. The Indian girl forced Hannah’s legs apart, putting a knee between them so she couldn’t close them again. “Either way, if you end up more like Selena or Jezebel, we’re not letting you waste it again.” The rest of her dark-skinned body followed to straddle Hannah. The rich and healthy shine of complexion formed a contrast against the mousy girl’s pasty and pale skin where their two bodies pressed together. “Whatever our Alpha has planned, promise we’ll drive you even harder.”
Hannah kissed Pradha in lieu of an answer. She was sick and tired of listening to her doubts. Her straddled leg rose and pushed against the other woman’s gyrating sex. Might as well embrace all of this.
Pradha was flush with excitement as she also felt her hips pulled further down by Hannah hands on her waist. There was still some anxiousness and trepidation, yet it didn’t matter for either of them. Still on top and with her partner’s permission, Chaudhari took full advantage of her position. Sharing with her partner the lingering taste of Selena’s cum together with her saliva before she sat up to breathe.
Charlee had been patient on the side. But before Pradha could call her, Hannah was already beckoning. Catching on, the cheerleader maneuvered herself so she sat opposite her lover. As she readied herself, her fingers splayed her outer lips to give Hannah a look at her sex from above. She shuddered, feeling the sound of Hannah’s moan reverberating through her core that had come after she swallowed her dripping juices. Then Charlee broke, buckling her knees after the ginger craned her neck to reach with her tongue.
Taking her Charlee in her arms, Pradha shared an intimate moment with her girlfriend while scissoring and riding Hannah’s face, respectively.
“Mhmm, Stella has no idea what she’s missing out on.”
“Yeah, she soon won’t though. She tolerates Hannah, more than any other of her would-be boy- and girlfriends, so must be something there.” Charlee rubbed her crotch and clit against Hannah’s nose to grab her attention. “Abbie and Chloe are saving their first time with a cock for each other. If you don’t have plans, fine if I call dibs?”
Hannah's answer was a muffled mess. Unbidden, her mind spun with a vivid mental image of herself as a nocturnal huntress chasing down and claiming Stella as her mate.