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An Overpowering Ring

Part 1

For Sinister

By Draconicon

As the elegant purple feline waited for her roommate to get home, she fondled the ring that she'd gotten in the mail. It had fit her finger with ease, something that she was only slightly surprised at. Aludiana, a mutual friend of her and Tesla, had always managed to get things done with a startling degree of accuracy.

And perversion, she thought, looking at the ring itself. You know that this is going to backfire if you use it...

Quite possibly, but Andrea was willing to risk it. The tension that was rising between her and her Dalmatian roommate was starting to get out of hand, and if they didn't do something to address it, she knew that it would go from sexual tension to angry tension in short order. That was how the body and mind worked. If one didn't get satisfied, neither would the other.

She sighed, rubbing her head as she waited for the tell-tale sound of Tesla making her way up the walk. She'd either end up bumping into the flamingos, or knocking over a flower-pot, or banging her head against the windchimes. One way or another, she'd end up hurting herself or something else. It was just her way, the clumsy girl, and part of the charm that she had that kept Andrea interested in her in the first place.

She just hoped that the ring would do what the daemonette had said it would.

Thunk!

"Ow!"

And there you are...

She looked at the ring one more time, the black band surrounded by a silver line on either side. It was starting to glow, too, which meant that it was probably activating. Well, it was time to see -

The door opened with a grumpy crack, the doorjam hitting the wall and bouncing off. It slammed back, and just like that, there was another whine.

"OWWWWWWWWWW!"

"Gently, dear," Andrea said, hiding the slight smile. "You know it likes to bounce."

"Freaking kangaroo door...Ow, my poor nose..."

The Dalmatian stepped through, still rubbing her nose as she did, and Andrea had another reminder as to why she was so interested in her roommate. It wasn't so much the clumsiness, though it did contribute to her being a little more adorable. It was also the body.

The Dalmatian had a slender form for the most part, lacking the bigger breasts that some of their friends had. That wasn't to say that she was flat - in fact, she had more than Andrea did - but she was more of a long, slender dog...except down at her hips where she got a bit thicker, and at the crotch, where her little something extra started to show off almost all the time. She might not have a 'red rocket', but she had one that was just about as active as a doggy dick.

She smiled to herself, taking a slight breath -

Zmmmmmm.

And suddenly her eyes went wide. Her cock went up, and she gasped softly at the taste and scent of musk in the air. She leaned back, panting more as her cock started to throb upwards in her pants, starting to show off through the tight denim. She gritted her teeth, trying to adjust it, but -

"Andrea? Andrea, are you okay?"

"Mmmph...you smell..."

"Sorry, it was a long work day, and I wasn't sure if I'd have time to hit the showers at the gym on the way home, but I thought you would want me here, and -"

"Nnngh...no..."

She shook her head, trying to clear her own skull of whatever was fogging it. It didn't work, and by the time that she stopped shaking her head, Tesla was there. The raw ball musk - oh god, she was sweating, Tesla was sweating through her pants, her balls leaving dark marks in the crotch of her sweats - was stronger, too, forcing her to breathe it in from a closer distance, and she gasped for breath, feeling it hitting her from head to toe, making her tingle with pleasure and need.

What...what the...hell...

"It smells...you smell...good..."

"...What?" Tesla blinked, her dumb little face looking so confused. "I thought you hated me all sweaty."

"I...do...don't...do...don't..."

"You like it, but...what? I don't get it. I...do you like it?"

She was so hopeful that Andrea almost wanted to lie and say she did. But at this point, would it be a lie? God, that smell, that hot, sweaty, raunchy sort of smell was getting right to her, and it was making her so hot and horny that she didn't know what to do with herself. She groaned, grinding her ass back against the couch, only to thrust her hips forward.

"Do you like my musk?" Tesla asked again.

"Mmmph...I do..."

She hadn't meant to say that. Why did she -

Zmmmmmm.

That humming sound was back, and it hit her hard as Tesla stood up. The Dalmatian showed off her balls, big and hefty and...well, there was no denying it. They were fuller than Andrea's were, and bigger, too, with sweat drops running down the orbs and dripping from the very bottom. No wonder her pants were stained.

"Oh, I'm so happy! I've been wanting you to love 'em for a long time. Maybe - you want a closer sniff? I bet it's even better up close."

Zmmmmm!

And the hum drove her forward, somehow, and she almost came in her own pants right then and there. The heavy, hefty sac squished against her face, and she gasped at the sudden warmth that was flooding down her nostrils and into her mouth and throat. How...how had it ever...

Why did she...

Why was she so horny?

It was getting so strong that she might as well have started humping the furniture, her elegance taking a vacation as her libido moved in. She moaned, opening her mouth, sucking on those white, spotted orbs. She licked them, dragging her tongue up and down, feasting on them as they pulsed and bobbed in front of her face. They were so full, so wonderful, so beautiful, and so very Tesla.

Needy.

Churning.

Stupid.

The more that she nuzzled them, the more brainless and needy she felt, and the harder that Tesla got. The Dalmatian's cock throbbed all the harder over her head, dripping pre-cum in her face and staining her with more of that thick, smelly stuff. She groaned as she tilted her head to the side, trying to find the words to do something different, to shake them both free of this weird spell.

Yet, none came. All she could do was worship, be obsessed with these balls, their musk, their everything. Tesla moaned overhead, rubbing her face.

"Oh, my, god. You are so cute down there, and so hot, and...and I want to...oh god, I don't know what I want to do. So much - mmmph...oh, I know!"

And just like that, she was pushed back. She was so at a loss without those big white balls in her face that she actually felt almost gobsmacked by the sudden change. Her head spun, her eyes rolled, and her cock felt like it could break steel from how hard it had gotten in her jeans.

"Come on!"

#

Scarcely a minute later, they were back in Tesla's room, and the biggest dildo collection that Andrea had ever seen had been assembled on the bed. They ranged from something that was barely bigger than her pinkie finger to something that looked like it would have fit under a horse. Maybe even outclassing that, actually.

She was bent over the bed, too, her ass in the air, her tail ripped upwards -

"OW!"

"Sorry!" Tesla said, but she was already fondling, rubbing, squeezing. Andrea didn't know how to take it, and barely realized that she'd been fingered once before the Dalmatian was running her fingers up and down the toys. "Oh, wow, you're so tight. I mean, I didn't think you'd be loose, I didn't mean to be insulting. I just - oh wow, you are so sexy. I want - oh god, the way I want to fuck you, but you're too tight. Not that that's a bad thing, but -"

"Tesla!"

She finally managed to get a word in edgewise, but it was only enough to get her pulled off the bed again. She yelped as she hit the ground, getting on all fours just as the Dalmatian knelt right in front of her again. Those big, spotted balls were right in her face again, and so was that mind-blowing musk.

"Nnngh..."

"Oh, that is perfect. You just lean in and relax, okay? I'll take care of you. I got all these dildos, and I bet you'll like at least half of them. I bet I can make you a, uh, um, uh. Oh. Right. A dirty little slut girl for me...that's how you say it, right?"

A little groan escaped her despite the whole situation, but even that horrible attempt at dirty talk was getting through. She felt Tesla shifting, then the sensation of something rubbery against her ass.

Oh, no...

"I've always wanted to see you loose and stretched. Heh. Guess I have a fetish for using toys on people."

Zmmmmmmm.

And just like that, Andrea had a fetish for having toys used on her. Too late, she finally got what the ring did, just in time to have her ass impaled on a toy that was about the size of her own cock...and wielded by someone with all the energy of a three-year-old on espresso.

'Ass pounding' did not come CLOSE to describing what she got.

The End

Summary: Andrea and Tesla are in another little one-shot universe, this time when they haven't banged yet. Andrea attempts to push the issue, and gets in some rather intense trouble.

Tags: S/S, shemale/shemale, intersex/intersex, feminine, cocks, erection, musk, cat, dog, dalmatian, corruption, body control, mind control, oral, ball worship, sweat, toys, dildo, overwhelmed, dubcon,