Publisher Tier NTR Quest - Kara - Make it Work 2

“You!” The Orran pointed at you. You leaned back and motioned towards yourself curiously.

“Me?” You were sitting in the room with Kara, waiting for her to get railed in front of you like the other night. It was a somewhat arousing and intoxicating experience, even while being equally as painful. It was an odd contrast that warped your sense of what it meant to be with someone. After that night Kara was both more distant in some ways, but closer in other more important ways. She seemed to like you more as a person while seeing you less and less as a man. She sat by as the man pointed at you.

“Yeah, you. What am I supposed to jerk MYSELF hard before I fuck your girl? What are you, anyway? Brother and sister? Friends?”

“We're...” You trailed off, looking to Kara for an answer.

She smiled sweetly and responded close to the chest. “Master and Student.” She stared probingly at you, waiting to see what you would do. Not wanting to break with the act, you slid down next to the man and daintily wrapped a hand around his trunk-like cock.
“Huh?” You were stunned.

“Yeah. This is what a real cock feels like, twink. Surprised?” The Orran said harshly.
“Feel yours.” You reached down and felt your member. Soft in your hands, for now. It was small and weak and would only have a fraction of the same strength while engorged fully. You turned your attention back to the Orran's cock in your hand. It was soft, but it still felt hard like a muscle. It pulsed and pumped blood noticeably like a separate organ. As you hesitated in awe the man stared you down and sighed.
“What're you waitin' for!?”

You jumped. “Sorry!” You began stroking his cock weakly as Kara looked on from the bed. She seemed faintly aroused and curious. She was paying you more mind than usual. After a few seconds of you trying to stroke the man hard she slipped down beside you, rested a hand on your opposite should and whispered into your ear.

“You good?” She asked in a whisper. You nodded.
“Are you sure? Being femme is fine but with your trait I dunno how good it is to be acting so sub-” Before she could finish that sentence his cock pulled from your hand and smacked her. He then used one hand to tilt back her surprised face and the other to stuff his half-hardened cock between her lips. Her eyes crossed from shock as he force fed her his member. She breathed out her nose a heavy sigh and stared up defiantly, only to blush as she received another light smack, this time from his palm.

“Bad look! Bad girl!” He grunted.
“But keep those lips tight jus' like that.” She relented and shifted from resisting to sucking him off. Kara's plush red lips wraped arund his member easily and almost seemed to be pulling forward as she sucked down hard. Within her mouth you could tell her tongue was working as it very briefly broke the tight seal to lap out beyond her lips to lap the underside of his member affectionately. The decision came when she saw you glancing between her and him indecisively.
“You!” He looked to you while Kara idly sucked on his head.

“M-me again?” You were not expecting there to be this much interaction, but you guessed it was because you endeared yourself to him the last time.

“Bless my balls.”

“What? What's that mean?” You questioned.

“Orrans have strong kids when they're blessed by a little twink bitch with a tiny dick. Especially when it's with their girl.  Put all your energy into blessing my load so your girl will have a strong kid. You want that, right?” You looked to Kara, it sounded like something you probably wanted, if not for yourself for her. She on the other hand seemed to very much dislike the idea and offered a dagger-like glare while shaking her head. The cock was still lodged in her mouth so any disdain was betrayed by her lovingly stretching her lips further and further over his member. Still, even as weak as Kara's resistance, the Orran noticed.
“You stay out of this!” He said paradoxically, as if she was not involved, even while gulping down his meat. He forced his cock to the back of her throat and attempted to drive it further to no avail.

“Uhm...” You saw no reason not to. As he wrapped his hand around her neck and massaged her throat to get his cock in deeper you slipped between his legs and kissed his balls. You did not know what you were doing, you just focused on putting your energy into it. Surprisingly, as you did you began to feel a little faint. You looked to Kara and saw somehow his cock begin to grow down her throat.

“That feels great!” He gasped.

Kara tensed, then her arms went limp as she gave in and just allowed the man to use her. After a few seconds he unsheathed his engorged, pounding member from her throat like a sword and did seem as triumphant as a knight to do so. Kara was lifted up into the bed and put on her back. She glared at you and mouthed.

'Little bitch you're sabotaging me.' or something to that effect. You gave her a confused look as he spread her legs and entered her waiting cunt. In spite of all her complaints, she was more than ready for it. Kara threw her head back and looked legitimately out of control. She moved with his thrusts, to his rhythm. The Orran was full of energy, far more than he showed at any point before. At the same time, you were panting despite not being a part of it. He motioned you over.

“Hold your girls hand while I fuck her. Kiss her up a bit while I fuck a kid into her.” He ordered hurriedly. His hands were rested on her hips for leverage. Kara's legs fell on either side of his waist loosely, rising and falling like a reflex test at a doctors office with each new thrust.

“Yessir.” You obediently rushed to her side and held her hand. As you leaned over her she gripped your head and pulled you close, but not to kiss. Through gritted teeth, and given pause with each bout of euphoria granted by his powerful thrusting, she cursed at you.

“You know- Know what you're-” She exhaled deeply, seeming close to cumming.
“You're doing to me!?”

“No?” You had no idea, but she looked like she was enjoying herself.

“Giving him your freaking-” She fully came and could not help but pull you in for a deep, sensual kiss as he continued thrusting, unabated and unconcerned with her.
“G-gotta admit it feels goooood.” She relented in a daze, her hand tightening around yours. Kara had a goofy expression, like she was for the first time ever being drained by the experience of sex.
“L-losing it. Losing my mind here...” She wrapped her long legs around his back and bucked against him, coaxing him to cum.

“Not that easy, hon!” He laughed.

“I...” Kara hesitated.
“Do not want this guys kid.” She turned to you.
“He's not worth it.”

“Seriously?” Your eyes widened.

“Yeah.” She groaned.

“Unless...” The guy began.

“Unless what?” You looked at him.

He pulled halfway out of her so that most of his shaft was open. “Stroke me off. Impregnate your girl with my dick.” The Orran ordered. You gulped and shifted down, wrapping your hand around his shaft. It was still lodged inside of her and only thrusting shallowly. You stroked him in abject fascination and  got completely lost in what you were doing so much that you did not fully consider the implications. Kara, the woman you loved and wanted to be with was being fucked in front of you by a dick bigger than yours. Meanwhile, you were obediently stroking his shaft as he entered her to get HIM off so that HE could impregnate her and presumably wife her. It was a dooming feeling, but that also felt so incredibly good. Your lips curled into a warped smile as you stroked him off guiltily, but emphatically.

“C-come on...” You muttered lewdly, staring at his cock pushing into her. You felt a rush of satisfaction as his cock finally twitched and filled her to the lips with sticky, thick white seed. It was partially you. You stroked him off to make that happen, to get that load inside of her.

Kara's back arched. “D-dammit Hero!”

“What?” You complained.
“You thought it was fun....”

“Yeah she did. I felt her huggin' my cock so tight with her cunt that I thought it was gonna fall of!”

You stared at the dockworker admiringly and gushed like a schoolgirl meeting a celebrity. “You did really well!”

“Huh. You're surprisingly cute.” The man commented. It got you excited. If you had a tail it would be wagging. He rubbed his chin and leveled an appraising gaze at you.
“Impressionable, coachable, small and girly....” He clapped his fist into his hand.
“That settles it. We're a couple. I'll get your woman and you help me out. Got it?”

“Got-” You heard a snap, followed by a sudden slam as the man hit the ground.
“It?”

“Okay, that's enough of that! The hell!?” Kara jumped up out of bed, seed still dripping down her leg. She placed her hands on her hips and leaned forward confrontationally, though she failed and ended up looking a little shaky on her legs for a few moments, in reality.

“I-I thought you liked this?”

“I do! Starting to think maybe you shouldn't... You're just so...” She cringed, her gaze panning up and down.
“Submissive. If you wanted to be a girl, a hot sultry lady with control over her environment, that-”

“Like you?”

“Yeah, like me. That'd be best, right? Also... You freaking HELPED him dom me!”

“What?”

“You gave him energy. Enough to put me on the back rope. I was hanging on for dear life there to not lose my senses.”

“Was it good, though?”

“Yeah it was good! The hell is this questioning? Thought you were obsessed with me.”

You averted your gaze, staring up at the ceiling in thought as you touched your lips with one finger. “Uhm... Are we closer to the two of us being lovers?”

“W-well, no...”

“I am still interested. But... This feels kinda good too. I still want you really bad but seeing another guy get you better than I ever could makes me feel sick, but also kinda warm and good by proxy.”

“That is... Pretty messed up, Hero. Fuck.” She gritted her teeth.
“This is my fault, I think. We should probably get outta here. We're super off track. You still wanna get an adventuring party together? Bunch of big strong guys?”

“Fun as that sounds, I'm actually a bit over it. Where do we need to go to continue my training?” Her ears perked and an impish smile crossed her lips. She was just reaching the realization that your new, submissive demeanor cut both ways. She was less pestered by your wandering desires as a result.

“We go north.” She stated excitedly. You merely nodded.

“What about him?” You pointed down to the Orran.

“He doesn't even have a name.” Kara rolled her eyes and stepped over him.
“Come on, we got a boat to catch.”

-

You did not intentionally embrace femininity. It was just something that felt natural. It was visible in the way you walked, the way you stood, the way you talked and the cute way your butt stuck out when you bent over the side of the boat's rail. Staring down into the crystal sea, you illicited quite a few affectionate pats from passing men who thought your perky rear was irresistible. You did not want to turn and disappoint them with the fact that you were technically a man.
“Enjoying yourself?” Kara sidled up to you.

“A bit?”

“You wanna be a girl, or what? You're acting pretty submissive.”

“Is that a girl thing?”

“Most of the time.” Kara exhaled hard from her nose.
“Why don't you just tell me what you want? Big guys? Dominant fellas...”

“Still want you.” You admitted.
“A lot. My heart stung when I saw you getting fucked. When I saw you enjoying it.”

“Then why-”

You gulped and tried to hold back your warped grin. “There was just... A feeling. Something in my head snapped and I could see that big thing. The two of you enjoying yourselves and me just being... Just being 'There.' It was weird. But...” You looked to her hopefully.
“I do still want to make this work, Kara.”

She planted her face in her delicate palm. “Yeah yeah. I get your resolve, now.”
“But.. I hate to break it to you but acting like this doesn't exactly make me WANT you. I like you, sure, but as a man you're seriously lacking. Especially after all that. You thought becoming a little submissive femboy would make me want you?”

“I-I dunno.” Your heart sunk. Oddly, as painful as that admission was you felt that same warped, arousing sensation deep down.
“So you want a strong guy? Someone that can fuck you like that and control you?”

“Maybe. Yeah. I guess. I don't really wanna be controlled, but it's hot. You? I don't think you could ever control me, Hero. Still wanna try?”

“Yeah. Now that I know what you want, maybe I can try to improve. Try to change the course I'm taking. I CAN be the man you would need me to be.” You offered resolutely. Kara's tail wagged in response, swishing back and forth idly like a broom on deck.
“First thing I need to do is-” Before you could finish speaking another hand tapped your perky rear. You jumped a little and blushed.

“Cute.” The man said as he passed.

Kara's tail ceased it's wagging. She looked at you skeptically. “I like the resolve but... I think it's the wrong motivator. You should get strong for you, not for me. If you do it for me you'll be disappointed.”

“I'll be fine.”

“Not gonna change.” She warned.

“You should just focus on yourself... It's gonna be bad for you if you keep trying to make this idea you got in your head work.”

“I'll be fine. This coming chapter? New me!”

-

Kara rode the man vertically. She bounced on his cock, held up by his hands beneath her rear. She also had her legs wrapped around his back, hooked together. Her arms draped over his shoulder and seemed limp and weak as he angled himself up in a way that allowed her to fuck her vertical. She panted and gasped with each strong thrust.
“F-fuck...” She mewled.

You were on your knees looking up at the scene from below. You could see clearly where his cock was pushing into her. It was bending slightly, faintly misshapen. The vein on the bottom was bulging.

'I said I would change, but...' You gulped leaned up and kissed the shaft before it entered her.
'I-I don't know why I love this. It hurts so much... It's so painful. Her voice and her pleasure that isn't from me. Yet...' You melted as his cock twitched and unloaded inside. You kissed his balls as thanks while cum burst from the tight seal and dripped over your head.

“Clean me up...” The guy ordered as he pulled from Kara.

“Yessir...” You submissively licked the slick cum from his cock as Kara was let down hard onto the bed.

“Waddaya say?” The man asked.

You smiled brightly, white on your lips, and said clearly and proudly as Kara breathed heavily in the background.
“Thank you for fucking my girl!”

-

“Listen.” Kara began as the two of you stepped from the dock. You awkwardly avoided the gaze of the men whom you both had interactions with.

“I-I'm fine.”

“Are you? Because it seems like you're into it, then after you feel so shameful and bad that you're close to tears. Are you actually fine? Like, if you're fucking weak just own it. Stop trying to be strong if you're just going to cuck out to bigger, less important guys.”

“I can't! I feel so weird.” You hid your face.
“When it happens I feel drunk. Then comes the shame. I really, really do like it in the moment but times like this I WANT to change.” Kara crossed her arms. She counted down in her head, waiting for it.
“For you.” You added.

She rolled her eyes. “Okay.”

You did not expect that. “What?”

“Yeah. Fine. Let's do it. We'll make it work. Let's try being a couple. I need to 'fix' you and this seems to be what's fucking you up. I can't drive you away so we'll get closer, just like you want. Got it?” Kara offered what could only be described as an aggressive hug. You were Euphoric.