Date: Thu, 17 Nov 2016 11:01:41 +0100
From: Jack Rabbit <jacktherabbit@doglover.com>
Subject: Remasculation 06: Sleepover 1

Remasculation 06 - Sleepover 1

The following story is part of a series that is a work of absolute fiction.
It is not to be mimicked or aspired to, as it is only a fantasy.

In the near future, nearly all human males were wiped out by the D-Virus,
in an event called the Demasculation.  Tyler Davidson is a 10 year old
cisgender boy living in America, one of only a handful of cisgender males
to have survived.  The sexual mores in the new world are changing
dramatically; he has already taken his 14 year old sister, Claire, and his
35 year old mother, Mary, as lovers.  With 10 million females for every
surviving male, he will certainly take more.

The general themes of this series are bisexuality, incest, bestiality,
impregnation, crossdressing, transexuality, and pedophilia.  Please enjoy:

**********

That Saturday, after lunch, Claire's friends started to show up for the
sleepover.  She hadn't had them over very often before, because they tended
to get up to things the old Mom would have flipped out about.  The new Mom
was still a little uncomfortable, but promised to just stay out of their
way.  Before me and Claire started fucking, I mostly just stayed out of
their way, too, but this time I was the *reason* for the party; Claire was
showing off my goods, like when you're the only one of your friends that
has a new video game, so you invite them all over to share.  Maybe I should
have felt like I was being pimped out, but I was pretty excited to try this
new sex thing with even more girls.  I guess I was just as much a dog as
Antonio, whom Claire planned on sharing, too.

He was sitting up in his bed in the family room with a stupid grin on his
face, as if he somehow knew lots of ass was heading his way.  I sat,
nervously, on the couch, wearing the most masculine-looking outfit I had,
which wasn't extremely butch; of course, I only had a pretty vague idea of
what "masculine-looking" even was.  I wore a small dark blue girl's t-shirt
and khaki short-shorts that didn't go past my knees, and underneath that,
the least feminine panties I owned, plain white with blue lacing.  It
didn't occur to me that I'd probably look more butch with no underwear, as
going "commando", as they used to call it, seemed gross.  Claire sat next
to me in a baggy black shirt and tight jeans texting on her phone and
giving my crotch the occasional rub, until the doorbell rang.

I walked out to greet the first guest with Claire, and I was surprised to
see a teenaged boy carrying a small duffelbag.  His name was Tom, and he
wasn't a boy like me, as there were very few of those left, but a 14 year
old transmale in Claire's grade.  Males, trans or cis, didn't have a whole
lot of clothing options considering how small a market we were, but Tom
managed to find a relatively macho tank top that hung well on his boobless,
masculine chest.  Transmen started transitioning pre-puberty these days, so
for all intents and purposes, Tom looked just like the cismale teens I'd
seen in old videos; it was just a fair assumption he had a pussy rather
than a cock.  He gave Claire a hug as he came in the house and briefly
looked me up and down without saying anything before walking with Claire to
the couch.  I suddenly felt a little insecure in my manhood.  The next
guest helped get me right over that, though.

"Claire!" she shouted as she hopped out of her mother's car and skipped up
the driveway to give my sister an enthusiastic hug.  Her name was Vicky,
and I probably knew her the best of Claire's friends... mainly because I
could hear her loud voice the most through the walls or when Claire was
talking to her on the phone.  The two of them didn't look like they'd be
friends; Claire was kind of counter-culture and the sort of slacker that's
naturally smart enough to somehow pass all their classes despite how often
they skipped homework.  Vicky was on the chearleading squad and seemed like
she couldn't have graduated elementary school without giving a whole bunch
of teachers head.  But they actually got along really well, I think because
they were friends and neighbors way back before they realized they belonged
in different cliques.  Vicky was also just a genuinely sweet person who
could get along with pretty much anyone, even if she could be annoying.  It
probably helped, too, that Vicky and my sister were both massive sexual
hedonists.

"And Tylerrr..." she said with a knowing grin as she noticed me.  I
blushed, remembering how open my sister was with her friends about our
relationship.  Vicky suddenly grabbed me and pulled me against herself in a
tight squeeze; she was wearing a pink halter-top with a slutty-looking
miniskirt, and she was very intentionally rubbing my face against her
breasts and my crotch against hers as she gave my ass a squeeze.

"Hey, do I need to use the hose, Vicky?" Claire threatened jokingly.

"Sorry Claire... I'll be good."  She gave me a wink and walked inside with
us.  Tom waved to her inside, and she just plopped down in his lap like she
was his as they started talking.  A bystander might think Tom and her were
dating, but she was this flirty and affectionate with practically everyone,
especially if they were male.

Sam, short for Samantha, and Lily showed up next, dropped off in the same
car by Sam's mom.  They were a lesbian couple; Sam was kind of a tomboy,
with short, attractively wild hair and an androgynous build.  She was
wearing a loose grey shirt and excessively baggy jeans.  Lily looked a bit
androgynous too, but slightly more on the feminine side, as she was petite
and a little more made up.  She wore a pixie haircut and a casual but
tight-fitting shirt and denim skirt combo, the skirt coming just to her
knees.  Sam was very butch and dominating, while Lily was very submissive,
and BDSM was a big part of their relationship.  Sam was a longtime friend
of Claire's and the two experimented heavily as they grew up, taking each
others' lesbian virginities.  They were good friends, though Sam always
voiced her disappointment how much of a waste it was Claire didn't go full
lesbian.  Of course, she was always appreciative that Claire never stopped
their platonic fucking.

"Hey Claire," said Sam as she walked up to us with Lily hiding slightly
behind her, and Claire greeted her back.  "Hey Tyler.  I heard you've grown
up since I last saw you."

I blushed, but nodded.  "Hi Sam."

She grinned down at me.  "Just don't think you're gonna be fucking *me*
tonight, little guy.  I'm only here for Claire's pussy."

Claire laughed.  "That's *his* pussy now.  If you want him to share, you'd
better give him some back."  Did I have the best sister in the world, or
what?

Sam considered the terms and conditions and immediately came to a solution.
"Oh, I've got a pussy he can have..." and then she yanked poor Lily roughly
from out behind her by the arm, as if her girlfriend was just a sex toy to
share.  "Her name's Lily," Sam said to me.

Lily's mouth gaped open.  "W-what?  I'm not going to do that!" she
sputtered.  Both Sam *and* Lily were total lesbians, not bisexual.

Sam leaned in and whispered in Lily's ear, forcefully and loud enough for
me and Claire to hear, "you will if I say you will, bitch.  I own your
pussy, not you."  Lily blushed deep red and crossed her legs, and I would
wager she was wet as the ocean from that verbal debasement.  She was a real
submissive.

The last to show up was Izzy, short for Isabella.  She stumbled out of her
mom's car clumsily, wearing a long-sleeve turtle-neck and baggy shorts.  I
didn't know her at all, but she didn't look like the kind of person who'd
come to a sex party.  She didn't even look like the kind of person who'd
enjoy sex.  She was mousy and timid and short for her age (she was 14, like
Claire, as the two met in school in the same grade).  She wore big glasses
and looked a little chubby and nerdy, though she was still kind of cute.
She was definitely a geek, but she didn't seem like a pervy geek, but the
kind who'd have a heart attack if someone they liked touched their breasts.

"H-hello," she stammered, compulsively adjusting her glasses and the
hairband that held back her long, straight hair, that looked weirdly
similar to some of the girls in TV shows from the 1990s that Claire had
showed me.  Claire loved a lot of retro styles, but to my eye, it looked
like Izzy was dressed like a grandma.

"Hey Izzy!" Claire said and gave her a hug.  "You're the last one here-"

"Oh, s-sorry..."

"No, that's great.  You ever hear of being 'fashionably late'?  That makes
you the coolest person here."

"Okay... I guess..."

"This here is my sexy little brother-boyfriend Tyler!  Is he cute or what?"

Izzy turned her body ever so slightly towards me, but avoided making eye
contact as she mumbled, "hello", before darting into the house.

With that, Claire's main squad was fully assembled.  They'd been chatting
amongst themselves, but all eyes turned to me as Claire, Izzy and I walked
into the room.  I tried to ignore how on-the-spot I felt and just sat down
on an empty spot on the couch.  Vicky immediately bounced up to sit right
next to me and cuddle up against my side.  "Sooo, Tylerrr..." she said in a
slutty voice, "Claire keeps saying what a sexy stud you are.  Can we get a
little taste?"

Sam rolled her eyes.  "Vicky, we haven't even gotten to talk to him yet,
and you want to hop on his cock?"

Vicky pouted.  "He doesn't have to have clothes on to talk!"  She turned to
me.  "Sorry your big sister Vicky is such a slut," she said with a sexy
smile, "but we'd all really like to see your dick.  Is that okay?"  She
gave my neck a teasing kiss that raised the hair on the back of my neck and
made me squirm.

"Y-yeah.  That's okay," I gasped.

Vicky kept teasing my neck as her hands groped slowly down my body until
they got to the button on my khakis, which she undid.  Tom was on the same
couch as us, with Vicky in the middle, and though he generally looked cool
and disinterested, he craned slightly to watch Vicky work.  Sam was on the
other couch with Lily on her arm and Claire sitting next to them, while
Izzy sat shyly on the floor, petting Antonio and lightly pushing his head
away as he tried to poke his snout up into her dress.  My heart was
pounding and my head felt light and hot from all the attention I was
getting, and I just had to close my eyes as I felt the cool air conditioned
air touch my thighs as Vicky slid my shorts down past my legs.  I'd already
removed my shoes at the front door, so Vicky could easily yank those shorts
the rest of the way off, past my sock-covered feet and toss them aside.

My cock bobbed in plain view, exposed as it stood hard, poking out from the
top of my panties.  I heard a sharp intake of breath from all five of them
simultaneously as they all saw a human cock in person for the first time,
at least that they could remember.  Izzy inched a little closer to get a
better view.  Vicky's soft hand took hold of my dick and made me gasp again
at it twitched in her grip.

"It looks... nice," Vicky commented.  She turned to Claire.  "How big does
his knot get?"

Claire snorted with laughter, and I saw Tom and Sam chuckling too.  "Humans
don't have knots, you dumb slut!" Claire teased.

Vicky rolled her eyes, only mildly embarrassed.  "Oh, shut up.  How was I
supposed to know that?"

Sam joined in the light-hearted teasing.  "Hey Vicky, you excited to suck
off your own species for once?"

They teased Vicky often, but it was always good-natured, and she didn't
seem at all ashamed to be called a slut.  In fact, she seemed to take it as
a source of pride.  Being a straight slut in the Demasculated world wasn't
easy.

"I'm excited for *this* cute guy," she said, giving me a wink, "but don't
diss my sexy boyfriends!"  I guessed, correctly, I later learned, that her
"boyfriends" all had tails and those knots she seemed to love.

Lily exclaimed "ew!" and Claire and Tom flashed her a pair of dirty looks.
I don't think Lily was well liked in the group, she was only accepted as
Sam's plus-one, although she was made more tolerable by Sam's constant
discipline.  Lily's master leaned aggressively into her personal space and
stared right at her as she addressed the rest of the room.

"Listen to this snippy whore," Sam said.  Lily winced, but it turned her on
a little too.  "...acting like she's never had a dog's fat dong up her
gash."

Lily looked frazzled.  "Y-you made me do that!  You said you weren't going
to tell anyone!" she whined.

"Well guess what, cunt?  You don't get to make deals.  I do what I want and
then you do what I want.  I didn't just tell everyone, I sent them all
pictures."

Everyone else nodded, even Izzy.  Lily looked like she was about to cry.

"Sam!?  How could you...!?"

"Shut the fuck up!" Sam commanded assertively, which made Lily jump.  "Take
your clothes off."

"But..."

Sam just glared at her slave.  Lily bowed her head submissively and stood
up as she slowly removed her shirt and unhooked her bra, and the whole room
got a nice good look at her tits.  Sam didn't even give her warning as she
reached over from the couch and yanked Lily's skirt completely down; she
wasn't wearing panties, and we all got to see her beautiful, clean-shaved
cunt.  That grabbed Antonio's attention, and he immediately walked over to
lick Lily's pussy.

"No!" she yelped and tried to push his head away, but Sam grabbed her arm
forcefully and yanked her back onto the couch.  She gave Claire a
conspiratorial nod and the both of them pulled Lily's legs up and spread
them, and Antonio dived between them, shoving his tongue right up inside
her lesbian folds.

"Your cunt is too fucking worthless for Claire's brother," Sam hissed, "I
promised him a pussy, not a bitch."

Lily whimpered pitifully but didn't struggle or move as Sam and Claire let
go of her legs and each placed a hand on her mound to spread it for
Antonio's ease of access.  My cock twitched in Vicky's hand, which made her
grin, and she gave my head a little lick, which got a noticeable reaction
out of me.

"Anyone else gonna want a taste?" Vicky asked.  Both Tom and Izzy were
inching closer.

"C-can... we see his scrotum?" Izzy asked, surprising me a little,
especially with the awkward way she asked.

I nodded to Vicky and she worked my panties off my hips; I lifted my legs
so she could take them off completely, and the whole room got a good view
of my boy butt.

"Whoa..." Izzy gasped, and she clamored to grab my panties off the floor.

Tom sighed jealously.  "Fuck... I should have junk like that."

"That just looks weird," Lily said, and both Sam and Claire punished her by
pinching her nipples in a pincer attack that made her yelp and clench her
pussy down on Antonio's tongue.

Vicky slid her mouth over my cock, swallowing my whole length in one gulp,
eliciting a gasp from Izzy.  Vicky could deep-throat like a champ, as she'd
had plenty of dogcock in there.  Out of the corner of my eye, I could see
Izzy surreptitiously raise my panties to her nose to take a little sniff.
Meanwhile Tom slid closer on the couch.

"Can I try?" he asked, surprising me a little.

He wasn't asking me, but Vicky, who slid off my dick, leaving it slightly
wet with her spit, and moved onto the floor in front of the couch as Tom
took her place.  I'd fantasized about being topped by dogs before - who
hadn't, in these times? - but I'd never really thought about my feelings
towards human men.  It was a strange sensation as an older boy's mouth slid
down my cock and deep throated me (he seemed so practiced, I wondered if
Tom had any pets or "boyfriends"), his whispy teen facial scruff tickling
my groin and nutsack.  Vicky and Izzy watched entranced at the hypnotic
sight of my ballsack as the skin "breathed" in front of them, loosening and
tightening as scrotums do to keep the balls at an ideal temperature.  Vicky
decided to move in and give my pouch a kiss, and then a good many licks.
Even though I was used to getting oral from two mouths at a time, it was
still an incredible experience.

Sam was watching me get head with morbid fascination, not even looking at
her girlfriend as Lily squirmed around Antonio's pleasing tongue.  Claire
reached over Lily's heaving chest and naked tits to nudge Sam's shoulder.

"You want to get a try?" Claire said.  "It's pretty wild."

Sam frowned.  "That's what you said about doing it with your mutt, but I
won't do *that* again.  Looks like this dumb bitch loves it, though," and
she twisted Lily's nipple, making her cry out and cum on Antonio's face.

"You sure, Sam?  That dick is rarer than the first Superman comic."

"I don't even know what that means.  I'm happy with dildos that aren't full
of piss and other weird juices."

Claire narrowed her eyes and began to think strategy.  She could be very
obstinate sometimes, and she was going to find a way to get her lesbian
best friend to suck her brother's cock.

"What are you, scared?" Claire teased.  "I eat you out all the time, but
you can't suck a little dick?"

"Girl, I do that as a favor to you, my pussy's delicious."  Claire snorted
and couldn't help laughing, she loved Sam's brazenness and sense of humor.
"I'm not putting my mouth on that thing."

Claire bit her lip in thought, but then she got an idea.  "What if...?" she
started to say, and leaned in to whisper something that made Sam's eyes
bulge.

"...what, seriously?" she responded.

Claire nodded.  Sam looked seriously torn.  "...fuck, all right, that's
worth it to me."

"You better not just give it a little kiss and think you're done."

"You think I'd be a weasel like that?  I agreed to a deal, I won't half-ass
my end.  Hell, he can cum in my mouth."

While Claire was lining up partners for me, I was just laying back on the
couch in a daze as Tom sucked my member and Vicky licked my balls all over.
I was in a heavenly fog, and I didn't even know whose hands it was that
moved me onto my back and lifted up my knees to my chest, but suddenly I
felt another face pushing between my ass cheeks and a tongue probing at my
hole!

Vicky stopped licking my sack to say, "hey, Izzy, can you take your glasses
off?  They're poking my face."

The face lifted out from my ass.  "Sorry, Vicky," I heard Izzy's voice say.
Vicky sucked on my ballsack and Izzy took off her glasses before coming
right back to tongue my hole.  Her face was pressed right up against
Vicky's, but neither seemed to mind; both were more than happy to go to any
lengths to get their mouths on me.

Sam walked over with a face that said "I've got a job to do," and the
steely demeanor of a warrior bravely facing an ordeal.  "Hey, Tom, let me
take over that."

Tom slid his lips up my cock, giving the head a tender suck as I leaked
precum into his mouth, and then he left my wet cock to dry in the cool air.
Wanting some other part of my body to play with, he lifted my shirt off my
chest, and I was totally naked except for my socks.  Now that my chest was
bare and his mouth was free, Tom leaned down and sucked on my nipple, which
made me lurch and cry out.

"Hey," said Sam, "don't make him cum yet, I gotta honor my word!"  She
stepped around Vicky and Izzy and leaned over me from the side, staring at
my cock with a concerned face, like it was a sausage she didn't know how to
start eating.  She awkwardly bent over and indelicately slipped her mouth
round my cockhead.

"T-teeth!" I sputtered.

Sam jerked back.  "Sorry, I'm figuring this out as I go."  She slipped her
mouth around my cock again, this time more carefully, and she sucked,
grimacing as she tasted my pre.

"Come on, Sam!" Claire cheered, "you can fit more than that!"

Sam grunted in annoyance, but she slid further down, her tongue rubbing
across my dick in her mouth.  Meanwhile, I wasn't the only one being rimmed
in the house, as right on the other couch, Lily obediently stayed in her
legs-spread position as Antonio turned his attention to her ass, shoving
his tongue in her while she cried in distress.  Claire started fingering
Lily's sopping wet pussy to bring her off, but she wasn't even paying
attention to her, as she was staring at me being devoured by four mouths at
once.  Four heads were attacking my body like a hydra, the four actors
bumping into each other and struggling to find room.  Sam sucked on a good
2/3s of my cock; I'd have liked more, but she wasn't going to lose her gag
reflex in just a few minutes, though I didn't even know what a gag reflex
*was*.  She didn't need to, anyway, as with Vicky teasing my balls, Izzy
spreading my ring around her tongue, and Tom roughly teasing my nipple, I
hugged every head in arm's reach and lurched up with a loud cry as I shot
my jizz into Sam's lesbian mouth!

She really didn't look happy about the taste, but she kept her bargain and
stayed on my cock until I stopped cumming.  She slipped off my dick and
held my jizz in her lips, looking like she was looking for somewhere to
spit.  Vicky hopped up and smooched Sam, mostly as an excuse to lick inside
her mouth and eat human cum for the first time!  Sam seemed to like that,
at least, and she pushed Vicky onto the couch beside me to aggressively
make out with her.  Tom meanwhile took his mouth away from my nipple and
smiled down at me, looking like such a cool, sexy teenager as he rubbed my
panting chest.  And then he leaned over and kissed me, right on the lips;
the first boy I ever kissed, and it was interesting how different it felt
from kissing a girl.  His hand reached over and squeezed my sensitive,
softening cock and I groaned.

"Oh, hey," Claire said, her fingers still diving into Lily's cunt as the
bitch writhed on the other couch, "you gotta wait a little bit.  Apparently
dicks can't have a bunch of orgasms right in a row like pussies can."

Sam stopped shoving her tongue down Vicky's throat for a second to turn
around.  "What?  That's lame as shit."

Izzy stared at my dick.  "...i-it's kinda cute when it gets small."  She
gave my legs a light pleasing rub with her fingers, feeling my boyish
muscles, and I wondered what she'd done with my panties.  Tom just
continued making out with me and I sucked on his tongue while I heard Lily
moan as she came on Claire's fingers.

Sam stood up, just leaving Vicky disheveled on the couch, and walked back
to Claire, looking down with a grin at the sight of her girlfriend, naked
and limp from orgasm, spread out on the couch with Antonio licking her
glistening pussy.  Claire took her fingers out from Lily and gave them to
Antonio to clean off with his tongue.

"Alright," said Sam, "you saw me do my part, now you better do yours.  You
*sure* she'll agree to it?"

"I'm sure," Claire grinned confidently, and she walked out of the family
room.  As Tom's lips kissed mine, Vicky cuddled up beside me, and we all
heard Claire walk upstairs.  There was a brief pause, the sound of some
mumbling conversation coming from a room upstairs, and then I saw her walk
back down, leading by the hand a very blushing Mom to join us in the family
room.

**********

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