Lesbian pirates and the intern. Part 4.

Eclipse rubbed her temples and shook her head. Her eyes turned on Enzo and Peppercorn could tell she was not happy. She snatched up Enzo’s tail and only grew more enraged as he moaned in pleasure.

“What? You about to cum from me holding your tail? You pathetic excuse of a man.” With her free hand the Dark elf viscously pulled back his twitching ear, he shuddered apparently she had found another pleasure spot. “You like that you pervert?”

“Please stop.” Enzo begged his legs wiggling, he was trying desperately to hold back.

To a front row seat to this display, Peppercorn lowered her hand and pulled up her expensive dress. Her fingers touched the lips of her vagina. “Miss Legen, stop this at once.”

Peppercorn’s words received the intend result.

Captain Eclipse Dune rose her head and looked about ready to murder someone. “What do you mean stop you, little bitch?” Her eyes followed Peppercorn’s hand. “Are you been playing with yourself? Get your white ass up on that desk. You haven’t offered our guest a drink…”

The Dark Elf stopped herself as a flicker of sanity returned. She looked down at herself and noticed that her hand was down Enzo’s pants, apparently she was grasping Enzo’s penis.

Her brain still trying to play catch up, Eclipse followed the shaft to its eventual tip. “Shit.” She said not drawing her hand away. “You’ve got a fucking gift here, boy. It has to be a fucking foot long. And it isn’t even half hard yet.”

Peppercorn wasn’t listening, she had climbed over her new desk and raised her dress, showing her sex, a pink rose that was covered in blond hair that reached up to her asshole. Her Captain was right. Where were her manners?

Enzo was obvious thirsty and needed something to drink.

Eclipse drew herself back, she was actually going to do it. She was going to do it. She was going to rape this boy, and force him to drink her sex toy’s urine. After that, after that it was best not to think about.

A worm of sanity returned, just as she was about to ram Enzo’s face into her partner’s sex so he could drink from the fountain. She stopped and stepped away.

Her head felt light and heavy at the same time, it was like she was locked in a blood lust. “You dose me with something? A love spell?” With her calloused hands Eclipse pulled Enzo from his chair and punched him in the gut, his groans made her nearly lose herself.

To the Dark Elf the man’s cries of misery made her more wet than any man or women had ever made her, even Peppercorn.

Enzo looked about ready to piss his pants. “I’m sorry. It’s how I was made. I sweet a special pheromone that plays with people’s reason. It’s usually controllable till somebody…” He tugged on his own ears indicating what trigged this strange behaviour.

Each gasp for air was causing Peppercorn’s vagina to spew drops of excitement, “Please.” she needed this more than ever.

Peppercorn was feeling something she had never before. She was a sex addict, she didn’t fornicate with people because she liked them, she did it because of some deep seeded torment. Eclipse was no different.

Peppercorn knew her captain was no better than the slavers she had been tormented by. Eclipse killed people for just looking at her wrong, she may have a set of codes but you could tell from her eyes that she was very ready to break them if she believed she could get away with it.

But Enzo felt so different. And she wanted to feel him so much more intimately.

Enzo looked to the door. “I should go. You’re not thinking right.”

“You’re damn right I am. Sit.” Eclipse said forcefully pushing Enzo back in his seat and for effect smacked peppercorn o the ass. The High Elf gave a shocking yip but begged for more.

Eclipse knew the best thing to do was to kick the cat out before she and Peppercorn made a mess on the office furniture. But. Wait. What was she trying to do?

The captain of the Mor-dread tried to think but all that was in her head was suicide by destroying herself on Enzo’s foot long prick and drowning in Peppercorn’s cum.

“What else?” Eclipse said, her red eyes that were like twin pools of blood with snake like slits drifted from Enzo’s blue cat eyes and lowered to the bulge in his pants. “Tell us what else you know kitty cat.”

“I don’t know why. But…” Enzo trailed off, his eyes turned from Eclipse to Peppercorn’s throbbing sex and it did not take a genius to see he really wanted a drink.

“But what?” Eclipse asked and purposely breath in, other than the aroma of pears from what ever Enzo used to wash his hair and the background smell of oak. There was nothing, nothing if you didn’t count what ever scentless thing in the air was causing her to grind her hips on Enzo’s chair.

“I’ve got this protein marker.” Enzo said.

Eclipse had tried to fuck guys before but it never got her this hot before, she liked the ones with girly faces but it still didn’t feel right. A man’s cock disgusted her and eventually after a few decades she had turned to women.

But right now that small part of her brain that said she was supposed to be disgusted was being flooded with alien toxin.

“And what does this protein marker do besides about to make you lick the shit out of my ass?” Eclipse had no idea what a protein marker was, she didn’t exactly know what her own name was, she didn’t even know she stroking Enzo’s tail, trying to pump more hormones in the air.

She had never needed a fuck more than she needed now. A puddle was forming under her feet and this kitty was looking very delicious.

Enzo closed his eyes and for a moment Eclipse was about ready to slap the truth out of him, then she noticed the change.

Two minutes and thirty three seconds. That was all it took for Enzo’s hansom features to become smoother, his hips to grow wider while his shoulders receded.

Peppercorn turned around to see what the hell was taking so long to get a roll in the hey only to gasp and her eyes nearly pop out as a pair of mountains stretched the limits of Enzo’s shirt.

Just over two minutes and what stood in Enzo’s seat was Enzo, but Enzo with a set of breasts larger than anything, either women had ever seen. He was now the most voluptuous women, a succubus begging to be fucked till she was good and dirty.

What was left of Eclipse’s logical facets went down with ship as she grabbed Enzo’s sensitive breasts with both her hands. She was certain they weren’t an illusion. “You can shape shift?”

“Just between male and female.” Enso sighed, knowing full well his condition was a deal breaker. There was no way these women would chose to work with a freak like him.

So what was the reason to holding back one more surprise. “At least mostly female.”

“Mostly?” Peppercorn said joining in the fun of playing with Enzo’s boobies. She unbuttoned the Enzo’s shirt and drool ran down her mouth as a perfect set milk makers sank into her hands.

Despite the two women feeling him/her up, Enzo could only blush at his next sentence.

“We call them Futanari, hermaphrodite.” Seeing the women weren’t paying much attention he decided to be blunt. “Dick girls.”

Both elves stopped what they were doing and gave each other a bewildered stare and looked down at the still present bulge in Enzo’s pants. It was smaller than his male state, maybe six inches long, at least half it length and girth.

Enzo gazed down at his added appendage in disgust. He could take being a pheromone bomb, but to be this freak? He figured he would be lucky these people didn’t pelt him with stones before he returned to Techscope. “I’m sorry.”

Peppercorn and Eclipse stared at one another for a whole minute before they each took one of Enzo’s hands and lead him into the unfinished bedroom.

“Where are we going?” Enzo asked confused.

“Physical exam of the interview.” Peppercorn answered.

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