“Oh. That feels great.” Joan groaned softly.
I shot a glance to the shapeshifters that were eyeing us hungrily. My whole body flushed. Knowing I was being watch, especially by them was the best feeling. When I began to massage her breasts, I could see everyone lean in slightly. A small flash of glee erupted in my chest. Paying careful attention to occasionally flick my fingers over her nipples, I spend a few minutes massaging her chest. I then left her breasts and ran my finger down her torso. A chubby blonde handed me a bottle of oil and smiled shyly. I poured some oil into my hands and rubbed them together to warm it up. A hint of strawberries wafted up to my nostrils. Not my choice of fragrance, but the oil should do the trick. I continued to rub downwards. When I got to her thighs, I realized that Joan’s breath was growing increasingly ragged. Up and down I rubbed her inner thighs. With each stroke I came closer and closer to her groin. I noticed her carefully manicured pubic hair. It was neat and cropped close. It appeared as if she’d recently had a bikini wax, her edges were hairless and smooth. I rolled my hands over her calves and made my way down to her delicate toes. Her feet were extremely tiny, and her toes were adorned with a pink French pedicure. After I massaged her feet a bit I went back up to her shoulders. Taking another glimpse at the shapeshifters, I noticed a growing bulge in two of their pants. Now, it was time to take it up a notch.
“Can you come here dear?” I motioned for the blonde that gave me the lube. She scooted herself next to me. I flipped the bottle of lube over and squirted some into her palm. “What’s your name?”
“Estelle.”
“Estelle, would you kindly continue massaging her breasts?” Her face flushed, but she rubbed her hands together and propped herself up on her knees. With a flourish she began rubbing her hands over Joan’s perky breasts. Her pink nipples were perfect circles and puckered with hardness. She was beginning to enjoy this. I moved myself further down, even with her pelvis. I poured more lube in my hands and rubbed them together to make them warm. I began massaging her groin, carefully skipping her most sensitive parts. I spread her legs a bit wider. She began moving her pelvis, trying to guide my hands to her clit. To keep her frustrated, I moved my hands to her hips and began massaging her outer thighs and rubbing her sides. Joan’s hands began to wander. Her hand reached Estelle’s full chest. She pinched her nipple in between her two fingers.
“Oh!” Estelle cried out. A raven-haired beauty with dark glossy skin sat back in front of us and planted her feet wide. She began rubbing her clit in small circles, her eyes glued to Joan’s breasts. Two wiry and flat-chested elves with cropped hair and tattoos began making out. Joan began pulling at Estelle’s thighs and crying something I couldn’t make out. Estelle leaned in as Joan whispered in her ear. Estelle nodded and swung herself over Joan’s face. Joan buried her face in Estelle’s pussy and wrapped her arms around her thighs. Estelle continued to massage Joan’s breasts. I began to massage Joan’s mound. My hands slid easily over her lips, the oil warm underneath my fingers. I began rubbing in faster, tighter circles, brushing over her clit lightly at first, then increasing the pressure. When her wetness was apparent, I slid two fingers inside of her. My fingers slid in easily. I added another finger, my three fingers stretching her tightness. Estelle began to moan. A vibrator clicked on and I looked up. The two short-haired blondes were using vibrators on each other. I leaned back and caught Gerard’s eye. The other two shapeshifters had removed their clothes and were now stroking their hard dicks to our little show. Ian knelt down behind one of the girls and began kissing her neck. Mat crossed the space between us and knelt beside me.
“I’ll take over from here.” He leaned over and began tonguing Joan’s clit. I looked up again to find Gerard turned. Where were the clothed girls? They were nowhere to be found. I stood up and walked towards Gerard. Although I was naked, I felt completely comfortable. Switched on, I was in control. When I reached him, I grabbed his arm. Why did he still have his clothes on? Perhaps, I needed to take it a bit further. On a whim, I dropped to my knees in front of him. With my face set in what I could only hope was delighted innocence, I looked up at him and blinked. “My body is yours.?
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“Get up!” he screamed with great ferocity. I jumped to my feet. What had I done wrong? He squeezed my upper arm and yanked me towards the door.
“Matt! Ian! Take care of the others!”
“My clothes! I need my…” He pulled me completely outside into the hallway. The sunlight poured in through the windows. In the bright daylight, I felt exposed. He kept his hand on my arm as he marched me down the hallway. The stormy look in his eyes let me know that it would be a mistake to ask any more questions. Was he going to send me home? Why wasn’t I warned that we weren’t supposed to touch each other? I’d asked if there were any rules! When we reached a door on the left, we stopped short. He turned the doorknob and stepped into the classroom. Ten naked women and three shapeshifters turned to look at us. Most of them were in various states of sex, only a few remained watching. But all of their eyes were on me now.
“I want you to repeat what you told me, but in front of all of them.”
I pressed my lips together. What did I say? I looked at him with pleading eyes, hoping that he would give me a clue as to what he wanted me to say. His face was stern, but his eyes were full of mirth. “Go ahead. It’s okay. What was the last thing you said to me?” Oh. Did he want me to say it or did he want me to show them? I looked up at him again and he let go of my arm. Show them it is. I knelt in front of Gerard and looked up at him. It’s only us in here. There’s no one else looking at me. This was too weird for words. I felt like I barged into my high school homeroom naked. “My body is yours.” I lowered my eyes to the floor. A flush crept up my neck and face. Group sex was one thing, but this was something different all together. Why did he want me to repeat this in front of everyone? Despite the errant chatter that rippled across the room, I forced myself to continue looking down at the floor. I didn’t want to see them. Maybe they wouldn’t recognize me?
“Wow.” Came from the crowd. It was a male voice. Deep and warm.
“Up.” Gerard said. I put one foot on the ground and stood as gracefully as I could, refusing to meet his gaze. He put his two fingers under my chin and pulled my eyes to meet his. “Perfect.” He let go. “We’ll be going now. Have fun with your classes.” The tone in his voice was completely different. The words slid off his tongue, almost as if he was telling a joke. One that he knew the audience would appreciate. He grabbed my hand and again pulled me into the hallway. We headed back from where we came, through the doors towards the large room where the rest of the group was trying out. When we got into the room, I realized that we were all alone.
“Where are the other girls?”
He looked at me and smiled. “You were the only one that passed the test.”
“I don’t understand.” I knew this was a tryout, but I thought there were no rules. What exactly had I done so much better than anyone else? “So, they are all going to go home?”
“Does that bother you?” That was not what I asked. Of course, it bothers me. Did they all get sent home because of me?
“Did you send them home because of me?”
“Would that make a difference?” What was it with this guy? Why was he so insistent on avoiding my questions?
“I wasn’t trying to get anyone in trouble. I just thought that you guys would want to see something a little bit more interesting than women with toys.”
“And you were right.”
“Oh. Well then why are they getting sent home?” Shapeshifters were really confusing. They never seemed to do things directly. It was always around the world and back again.
“I’ve made my choice.” He put his hands on my shoulders. The look in his eyes was tender, but full of passion.
“You’ve made your…. choice.” Was becoming a breeder as easy as all that?
“Yes, Catalina. Please do me the honor of being my breeder.”
The look in his eyes was so incredibly hopeful. It was quite disarming. A few moments ago, I thought I was in trouble and was going to be kicked out of the breeding camp. Now, I’m a full breeder with a selected mate. I’ve got whiplash. But I also knew that fate was never wrong. I knelt once again in front of Gerard. “My body belongs to you.” He kissed me on the head in response.
-15-
When I arrived back at the room, my head was spinning. I was a full breeder. Trying to push aside the fact that all of the women in my group were sent home, I felt happiness. Despite my happiness, butterflies battered around in my stomach. After Gerard told me that I was selected to be his breeder, he also informed me that I would be moving from my current room into the breeding quarters and that meant my own room. I really hoped that Vivica had a good day. I couldn’t stand to say goodbye right now. She’s the only friend I’ve got for miles. I decided to shower and wait for her. While I was dancing under the steam, I heard her enter. I quickly finished up and wrapped myself in a towel. When I placed my hand on the doorknob, I heard sobs. Oh no, oh no, oh no. She’s going home. Shit. I really do not want to deal with an emotional goodbye. And in fact, I didn’t want to say goodbye. You can do this. Emotionally sticky yes, but necessary. I pushed out of the door with a large smile plastered on my face. Vivica sat on the bed, but she was rubbing the back of a woman I didn’t recognize.