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“Wooooow, Raven! I didn’t know you were such a big fan!”
“Oh, you know it! I love this shit! Twister’s the best!”
Kelsie and Raven were standing in the lobby of one of Velvet City’s numerous movie theaters, one of the more respectable ones that didn’t just show porno flicks or the original productions made in the city that were often just porno flicks with a scant layer of actual story sprinkled on top. Tonight, the theater was playing host to a rerelease of the 1996 classic Twister. Kelsie had sent out a call to action amongst the friend group to see who was interested and available to go with her to see it, and had received only a pair of positive replies. The first was Mikey, who was currently off in the men’s room, leaving the bottle blonde alone with the other interested party who had volunteered immediately after Mikey. Raven Ray was dressed casually and rather conservatively to fight off the somewhat chilly night air, wearing gray sweatpants and a dark yellow hoodie. The only elements of spice added to her wardrobe this evening were a cowbell necklace and a headband pressed into her afro of blue-gray hair, adorning the top of her head with a pair of fabric cow ears and plastic horns.
“That’s so cuuuute!” Kelsie fawned, reaching out to poke the horns on top of her friend’s head. Despite the chill in the air, she had taken no such measures to adjust her outfit accordingly, and was dressed in a white crop top and jean shorts that her pillowy pale posterior had mostly devoured. “And kinda kinky. The best of both worlds,” she added with a giggle as she prodded the cowbell, producing a jangling clank.
“Well, I didn’t wanna just wear normal clothes for this, but I don’t own any merch. This was the best I could get on short notice.”
“No no, it’s great! Really clever! It’s been so long since I’ve seen it that I almost forgot about the cow scene! Ugh, I can’t wait! This is gonna be so fun!”
“For sure,” Raven replied, though as soon as Mikey emerged from the restroom and Kelsie turned to wave him over, her expression shifted to a more sinister grin. “A lot of fun.”
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Mere minutes after the previews ended and the movie began, Mikey found himself struggling to concentrate on what was happening on the screen. The girls had insisted he sit between them, Raven on his right and Kelsie on his left, resulting in two fat, juicy asscheeks pressing into his legs from either side. This booty sandwich situation was not entirely unexpected, but it still took its toll on his ability to focus. Nonetheless, he did his best to push down the perverted thoughts that came so readily and actually put in the effort to absorb what was happening in the film. Kelsie and Raven had been so excited to watch this, after all. It’d be rude to disregard that and go straight into trying to kickstart a sneaky, back-of-the-theater threesome (even if there was no one else in their row to bother and he knew neither of them would object too harshly to the suggestion).
During the more intense scenes of cyclones ripping apart buildings and sending trees and cars flying, he experienced a whole new level of temptation and distraction as both girls leaned into him, wrapping their arms around his and pressing their squishy chests into him. He’d expected this kind of playful teasing from Kelsie, but Raven following suit was a surprise. He hadn’t interacted with her as much as the others in the friend group, but she’d never struck him as the type to do this sort of stereotypical theater canoodling. He looked down at her and raised a curious eyebrow, only to receive a wink from the mixed girl. She immediately turned her attention back to the screen without giving him any other signals, so he mentally shrugged and tried to push his brain into focusing on anything other than the sensation of warm, plush, tempting Hyper flesh squeezing and rubbing against him.
A little while later, during a slower dialogue scene, the PAWG on his lefthand side suddenly tapped him on the shoulder and leaned into his ear.
“I gotta go to the ladies’ room. Be right back,” she murmured.
“Okay,” he said with a nod, his hopes of her inviting him to shed his shorts or feel up her curvy body dashed. Kelsie stood and shuffled off down the aisle of seats, crouching slightly to try to minimize her obstruction of the screen for those few rows in the very back that loomed above and behind them. On his opposite side, Raven turned away from the movie to watch the bleach blonde go, then sighed in relief.
“Fuckin’ finally. Was startin’ to think she’d never leave. I was gonna be pissed if I bought her that extra-large drink and she just held it in the whole movie,” she whispered just loud enough for him to hear.
Mikey’s eyebrows shot up at Raven’s sudden tone shift after she’d been so friendly all night. “Uh, what are you-“
“Leo can’t keep a secret for shit,” she quietly snapped. “He told me how that blonde bitch snuck into his dorm a few weeks back and fucked him. Said she was talkin’ weird, somethin’ about ‘titles’ and ‘comics.’ But I don’t care if she was out of her damn mind, because she KNEW that Leo’s mine! We had an agreement!”
“Isn’t he fucking around with, like, 4 other girls?”
“We’re workin’ on it. But for US, at least, the others KNOW I’ve got dibs on him! And then she goes and does that behind my back?! It’s BULLSHIT!” Raven forced herself to pause and collect herself before her voice raised to the point where the other theatergoers would hear her. She took a deep breath, then looked back to Mikey. “Anyway, I’ve been waitin’ all night to get my revenge.”
“Revenge how? Wait, did you put something in Kelsie’s drink?”
“Wha-fuck no! I’m paying her back by doing what she did to me! I mean, I know she don’t have dibs on you like me and Leo, but you’re the closest I can get.”
Raven reached down to the hem of her hoodie and pulled it up over her head, then awkwardly shuffled down her sweatpants, her cowbell necklace ringing lightly as she stripped. Mikey’s eyes bulged as he witnessed the true extent of Raven’s supposed Twister cosplay. Hidden beneath her thick, long clothes was nothing but a skimpy black and white cowkini, its bottom portion nearly swallowed whole by her fat ass, while her mid-sized breasts were held fairly comfortably by the top. She smirked at his wide-eyed, jaw-dropped expression, then started sliding her hands along her curves, basking in every moment of the brunette’s undivided attention.
“Damn. I knew I looked good in this, but you’re gonna make me blush. You like what you see that much, quarterback?” she murmured with a chuckle as she cupped her breasts from below and squeezed them.
Mikey finally shook himself out of his stupor long enough to close his mouth. “I mean, yeah. Though I’ve gotta say, usually the girls who rock that look have…a bit more milk in their tanks?”
“Yeah yeah, I know my udders ain’t all they’re cracked up to be. But hey, at least I make up for it with this thick, juicy, round steak,” she retorted, leaning over onto her armrest so she could hoist up her huge hindquarters toward Mikey. She gave it a quick smack, sending a ripple across the surface of her plump, mouthwatering thigh and ass.
“Hard to argue with that,” he conceded, reaching out to place a hand on her warm, inviting clapwagon. He lightly jiggled the rump roast back and forth before groping it with a firm squeeze, eliciting a hissing inhale from Raven. “That’s better than any cut I could find at Hung Phat Meat Market.”
“Alright, as fun as it is to trade innuendos back and forth, we’re on a time limit here, so let’s get this show on the road, huh?” Raven interjected. As she shifted around in her seat to shimmy the cowkini bottoms off, she looked up at him expectantly. “I showed you my fuckmeat, now you show me yours.”
Mikey nodded and hurriedly reached down into his shorts and boxers, extracting the member that had been threatening to tear both garments from the inside all evening. Raven licked her lips at the sight of the towering erection illuminated by the light of the movie screen.
“Alright, pick your poison,” Mikey offered, stroking his dick to the sight of the bottomless, big-booty, bovine babe next to him. “Wait, let me guess - cowgirl?”
“Nah. I mean, that was the plan at first, but it looks like another storm’s comin’ in,” she replied, gesturing back at the dark clouds gathering in the film. As Mikey cocked an eyebrow, she turned herself sideways in her seat, sticking her legs out into the aisle and propping herself up by her elbows on the armrest so she could present her holes to him while still keeping her head facing the screen. “Just mount me while I keep watchin’. Like, at first this was all just an excuse for my plan, but this movie actually kinda rules.”
Mikey shrugged and did as instructed, clambering up onto Raven’s fat, squishy ass. He leaned his top half over and planted his arms on either side of her, ensuring that he didn’t stick too far up above the backs of their seats. He rubbed his tip teasingly up against her pussy, up and down, up and down, producing low groans of anticipation from the storm-enraptured cow. Finally, he slid forward into her, her wet fuckhole effortlessly swallowing his mammoth member up to the base. The two let out soft moans, basking in the pleasure for a long moment before Mikey began slowly, sensually pumping in and out of her. He drew his hips back to pull around 3/4s of his shaft out of her, then shoved it right back in. This more gradual approach was necessary to avoid making a ruckus with noisy, fleshy slaps and plaps (not to mention the ringing of her bell) that would draw the attention and ire of their fellow audience members. However, it also made the experience feel so much more intimate than a standard quickie.
“Mmmmmmffffffuuuuuccckkkkk,” Raven exhaled quietly, biting her lip as Mikey’s cock impaled her hot, wet cowpussy in slow motion again and again, his tip practically peppering her cervix with kisses. “So deeeeeeep.”
“Jesus, you’re tight!” he grunted right next to her ear.
“You fuckin’ know it! This pussy’ll take any cock and squeeze and squeeze and squeeze and squeeze it until every last drop of that chunky fucking ballgunk gets milked out into me!”
Sure enough, he could feel her hot, wet inner walls constricting around his shaft, making every pull-out just a little more difficult than the last. Her body wanted him to cram his dick as deep as he could go and just stay there, filling her up with hard, pulsing manmeat for as long as possible until he finally gave in and let the dam burst all over her insides.
“Wow, you’re a naughty cow, aren’t you? You want this dickmilk that bad, huh?”
“Mmmmm, yes, yes! Give me every single drop!”
“Maybe if I pour enough into you, your udders will grow enough that you can start making some proper milk of your own,” Mikey murmured. Adjusting his positioning, he reached his hands down to firmly grasp her breasts, tossing and jiggling the mid-sized, cowprint-clad mammaries. Raven didn’t respond with words, just lowing and groaning with pleasure as he groped her while continuing to slowly piston his huge beefpipe in and out of her wet pussy.
“That’s it, rock those thick-ass hips. We’ll make a county fair winner out of you yet!” he said, trying to stifle his chuckles at the ridiculous role play scenario. “People will come to the farm from all over to see our prize-winning, thicc-rumped dairy breeding queen and her twin chocolate milk fountains!”
Another, much louder moan suddenly escaped Raven’s mouth before she could clamp a hand over it. Thankfully, a particularly loud SMASH! from a piece of flying storm-tossed debris drowned her out.
“Fuck, fuck!” she thought, her mind racing. “I know he’s just joking around to make fun of my tits and shit, but…why does the thought of being treated like a slutty piece of livestock actually turn me on? Getting my holes pumped with farmer cockcream until I’m bred…having my full, swollen tits massaged and milked in front of a crowd…fuck, if this actually awakens something in me I swear to God-“
The mixed girl’s mouth was now hanging open, panting softly while her tongue dangled out and dripped drool onto the empty seat next to her. She had been robbed of her ability to speak by the filthy bovine fantasies flooding her thoughts. Picking up on her enthusiasm, Mikey began slowly accelerating the pace of his thrusts, sending larger and larger ripples across the surface of her ass. With the deafening chaos being wrought by the mile-wide F5 cyclone on the screen, no one else in the theater could hear the growing sounds of applause coming from the cock-crazed cow’s colossal cake. Raven had enough sense remaining to keep one hand over her mouth and the other on the clapper of the bell to keep it from ringing out and announcing their activities.
“Don’t moo! Don’t you dare fucking moo out loud! You’re better than that!” she mentally reprimanded herself as the quarterback’s cock slammed up against the entrance to her womb. “He’s not anything special! He’s not the biggest you’ve ever taken! This was just to get revenge on Kelsie! It wasn’t supposed to feel THIS GODDAMN GOOD!”
Mikey glanced away from the theater screen and back down at Raven, tilting his head as he saw the mixed girl’s eyes start to glaze over. “W-wow, you’re loving this, huh? This has been fun for me too and all, but we should probably hurry up and finish. Kelsie’s already been gone for a little while, and there’s no way she’s gonna miss the whole climaaaaaaah fuck,” Mikey interrupted himself as, just past the seats, he saw the top of a familiar platinum blonde bob reenter the theater. “Here she comes! Get up and get dressed, quick!”
Shock and fear jolted Raven’s mind out of Cow Brain long enough for her to curse, sit up, and frantically pull back on her hoodie and sweatpants. She was decent again with not a moment to spare as Kelsie arrived at their row on the stairs and turned into it, ducking low and squeezing her fat clapcheeks past the other seats on her way back to her chair. She waved cheerfully at her companions, not showing any visible signs of reaction to their flushed and sweaty states. Raven could only hope the darkness of the theater and the distraction of the ongoing natural disaster were covering for them.
“What, uh, what took you so long?” Mikey mumbled, running a hand through his hair as he tried to play it cool.
“Ohhhh, y’know,” Kelsie replied quietly with a coy smile. “This guy walked into the ladies’ room by accident while I was in there, so I had to helpfully guide him back to where he was supposed to go.” Judging by the way she licked her lips, Mikey and Raven both intuited that “where he was supposed to go” was not in fact the men’s room, but one or several of Kelsie’s holes. They glanced at each other, allowed relieved smiles to cross their faces, then turned their attention back to the movie…
…for about two minutes.
“Oh my god, my pussy’s gonna fuckin’ EXPLODE!” Raven mentally raged as she fidgeted in her seat, eyes constantly flickering back to Mikey’s shorts. “I was right there! She takes that long with some stranger in the bathroom and still manages come back before we finished?! Can’t gimme just a few more minutes to get my rocks off?! God damn it!”
Eventually, the mixed girl’s constant stealthy looks down toward Mikey’s crotch led her to realize that he was fidgeting in his seat just as much as she was. She licked her lips and leaned over to whisper in his ear.
“What’s the problem, jitterbug? You need release just as much as I do?”
“Well, that and I need to piss. Movie’s almost over though, so I think I can make it to the end.”
“Hey now, holding it in for so long’s not healthy. Here, let your pretty cow take care of that for you,” Raven purred in his ear, sending shivers down Mikey’s spine. As slowly and stealthily as she could, she slipped down out of her seat and shuffled to the side, positioning herself right in front of his groin and praying she wouldn’t be detected by Kelsie’s peripheral vision. Reaching out, she once more freed Mikey’s massive, throbbing dick and wasted no time in swallowing as much of it as she could. As his rod slid down into Raven’s warm, wet throat, Mikey let out a quiet hiss through his teeth that was drowned out by the cyclone’s rampage. He placed a hand on her head and guided her back and forth, back and forth, cramming his desperately pent-up beefpole down her inviting gullet. After a little while, his fingers began subconsciously playing with her headband, rubbing her cloth cow ears and running up and down her smooth plastic horns. All the while, Raven’s eyes were rolling up into the back of her skull.
“Fuck, this is so risky. One wrong glance from Kels and it’s all over. But…but we both really, really need this. I’m just doing what any good cow would do. I didn’t have a choice! And it feels…kinda nice, not having to make tough decisions, or worry, or think. To just let myself be used like a juicy piece of fuckmeat.”
The hoodie-clad Hyper’s hands went down, awkwardly shuffled her sweatpants partway down her thicc ass, and began furiously working her fingers in and out of her desperate, needy, empty pussy. She was so wet from the climax she had been denied that in the back of her mind she felt bad for the janitors who’d have to clean up the puddles she was leaving on the theater floor. The speed of her masturbation accelerated along with the pace of her bobbing back and forth along his throbbing shaft, making it impossible to tell whether her sucking was fueling her fingering or vice versa. Mikey was in heaven, his eyes fluttering as his loyal cow tried sucking the soul out of him.
“Hey, do you hear something?” Kelsie suddenly murmured in his ear, snapping him out of his bovine blowjob reverie.
“Wha-uh, what do you mean? It’s kinda hard to hear anything over the twister, y’know?” he replied a little too quickly.
“No, not the movie. It’s quiet, but it’s like…wet? And I think there’s metal clanking too? It sounds like it’s pretty close by…” As soon as Kelsie shifted in her seat, ready to look around the theater in search of the source of the mysterious noise, Mikey quickly threw up his free arm and pointed at the screen.
“Oh holy shit, did you see that?! That was crazy!” he exclaimed quietly.
“What?! What happened?” Kelsie asked, swiveling back to the movie.
As Mikey stammered his way through an explanation of the supposed mind-blowing feat the storm chasers had accomplished in the last two seconds, he tightened his grip on Raven’s head and slammed her face up against his crotch. The cow let out a high, soft whine of pleasure at the sudden deepthroat, especially when his member gave one last ferocious buck and unloaded inside her mouth, spraying shot after shot of hot, creamy baby batter down her throat and into her stomach. Raven trembled with pleasure as Mikey used her like a seed receptacle, splurting what felt like a gallon or two of fresh dickmilk into her, relying on her to swallow and swallow and swallow to keep her mouth empty enough to receive the next portion of his load. As his orgasm went on and on, her fingers went into overdrive, blasting her pussy senseless until she finally reached her own climax, sending fresh shockwaves of electric ecstasy throughout her entire body and applying a fresh layer of liquid lust onto the floor beneath her squatting form. Her brain went into overdrive before shutting down entirely, her eyes going blank and half-lidded as all rational thought was overridden by two overpowering, all-consuming thoughts.
“CUM. COW. CUM. COW. CUM. COW. CUM. COW. CUM. COW.”
As his flood of sperm finally receded to a weak trickle and she gulped down the last few straggling droplets, Mikey pulled his dick back just enough to exit her maw while still leaving his tip hovering in front of her open mouth as she sputtered and gasped and panted for oxygen. The reason for this soon became clear, as mere seconds later, a hot golden stream burst forth from his tip. Without missing a beat, his loyal cow adjusted her position and extended her tongue, ensuring minimal amounts of his pent-up piss splashed off of her face. She drank as much of his steaming liquid gold as she possibly could, even as she felt her stomach expand ever so slightly from the sheer volume of white and yellow he had dumped into her body over the last few minutes. As this stream too started to die down, she lurched forward to wrap her mouth around his tip, ensuring that not even a single drop fell to the floor and joined her own stains.
Once she finished cleaning off his cock with her coiling tongue, she pulled back and licked her lips with a satisfied smile. Slowly, carefully, she pulled her pants back up and climbed back into her seat, miraculously not drawing Kelsie’s attention. As she returned her attention to the screen for the last few minutes of the movie (she’d definitely have to rewatch it on her own time to catch what she’d missed), she subtly nestled up against Mikey’s arm.
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The next day, Kelsie walked down the sidewalk of a residential area in the bright afternoon sunlight, stretching her arms luxuriously over her head. Abruptly, she came to a halt, then resumed walking as if the pause hadn’t even occurred. Then she began to speak aloud to apparently no one, as the streets and sidewalks around her were completely unoccupied.
“I know, I know what you’re already thinking. ‘Kelsie, how oblivious can you be? Raven sucked Mikey’s cock right next to you and you never noticed?!’ Of course I noticed! I’m not stupid! I just didn’t care! She and Mikey can have all the fun ‘behind my back’ that they want. That’s never what this was all about. This was about me getting my revenge on that anal-obsessed annoyance who keeps getting first dibs on all the dicks in this series! What, does she think she’s superior just because she’s the big man upstairs’ OC, while I was made by commission to be a snowbunny for some rapper? Please!” She huffed, then let out a sigh. “Anyway, that’s about to all be in the past. Because I’ve won! I’ve figured out how to get first dibs on a cock she never could, and there’s nothing she can do to stop me!”
Turning from the sidewalk onto a long driveway, she practically skipped up to the front door and rang the bell, folding her arms behind her back innocently while giggling to herself in excited anticipation. The sound of footsteps from within the well-to-do home grew closer and closer before the door finally swung open.
“Oh, Kelsie! Hola!” said Santiago Marvello, looking up at the blonde in surprise. “I’m afraid if you’re here to see the girls, they’re both out at the moment. I think Mari said something about ‘showing Carmen what Damian can do,’ whatever that m-“
“Oh, no no no, it’s fine, really!” Kelsie interjected, looking down with a hungry grin at the diminutive Latino patriarch who stood eye-level with her fat tits. “This is actually just what I wanted!”
With one last chuckle, she stepped forward into the Marvello home before reaching back to close the door behind her.