Ulti and Maria were the centerpieces of Rachel’s show, but neither of them cared. At least, Ulti was pretty sure that Maria didn’t care; she knew that she didn’t.

“Nnngh!”

“Mmmph!”

They moaned, whimpering, gasping as their tails twitched and flicked back and forth inside of each other. It had been weeks since Ulti had felt anything like that inside of her, and certainly far longer than that since the last time anyone had seen her like this. Maria’s tail was pushing in, out, in, out, just a few inches at a time but with the tip wiggling like it was trying to bury itself deeper inside of her than anything could normally go.

At the same time, the lizard’s tail was six, eight, maybe ten inches inside of the snake’s pussy, and Ulti could barely think enough to remember to keep moving it. In, out, just a little, her scaly ridges teasing different spots – she could tell from the sheer tightness and the clenching inside, but –

“GNNNHH!”

She moaned, arching her back against the restraints holding her against the café chair. Her toes curled, her cock jumped – everything felt so good –

And their audience kept staring.

Oh god, oh god, oh god…

She could feel their eyes everywhere, dancing from her curling toes and wrinkling soles to the spot between her legs. Her cock was dancing, slapping down against her belly before jumping up again, oozing down her shaft over her sac and all the way down to her hole. Maria’s tail kept wiggling inside her and Ulti could only imagine how that looked from the audience’s point of view. She felt like she was stretched to her limits around that thing, but it was so good that she just wanted more and more and –

“Ah…ah…”

Maria moaned with her. Out of the corner of her eye, she could just barely make out the other woman blushing, her face twisted in desperate resistance.

Can’t…can’t cum…so quick…

Rachel’s threat hung over them both. The winner would be free to masturbate on the way home, enjoying themselves the way that they liked; the loser would be plugged with their own tail and forced to endure a punishment later for every orgasm that they had on the way back. Ulti didn’t know how long it would take to get where they were going, but she doubted that it would be a short trip.

And she knew how sensitive she could be; it would be orgasm ‘torture’ by the time she was done.

Hold out…hold out…

The blue lizard huffed, shivering, tensing up all up and down her body. Her face burned hot enough that the bottom of her glasses fogged up, making it all but impossible to see the rest of the café. She didn’t care; she had to keep from – from –

Maria’s tail was wiggling like a mad eel inside of her, darting in, out, in, out, and the surface of her tail was so smooth that felt amazing as it slid across her hole. Ulti gasped for breath, trying to tense up and hold it back, but every time Maria’s tail slid in and hit that sensitive little bundle of nerves inside of her, she could feel what little resistance she had fading away, breaking down, right up to the point of –

“NNNGH!”

Ulti closed her eyes as she was pushed over the edge. She couldn’t take having everyone staring at her, couldn’t hold out against that tail, and she couldn’t fight herself anymore. The tight, tensing feeling of her balls pulling up, the heat of her own seed splattering all over her chest and stomach, filled her with a heated embarrassment that only made the pleasure that much more intense.

And the static…

“Heh, looks like we have a winner. Damn, she’s cumming a lot.”

“Looks like the girls made a mess. Think we should help clean ‘em up?”

“Nah, pretty sure that their domme would kill us. Still.”

An orca reached out and gently squeezed Ulti by the foot. Thick thumb on her arch, four fingers along the top of her foot, the hand in question big enough to feel like a fleshy shackle holding her down to the chair –

Throb. Throb. Throb. Her body spasmed in the aftershocks of pleasure, and it only got worse as the orca pulled her closer by the ankle. He leaned in, dragged a finger through the mess that she left on herself, and let her cum drip off his fingers into his coffee.

“Heh. Wouldn’t hurt to have a little girl-cream in my coffee. Thanks.”

“Nnngh…”

“Give my girl back,” Rachel said.

“Yes, ma’am.”

The orca pushed her back. Ulti kept huffing, shivering in the zip-tie bondage that kept her trapped to the chair. The reality of what had just happened was still settling in, but…

But the static kept her from feeling actual fear of what might happen. The static made it feel…good. Embarrassing, still, in a way that it had never been at the Lodge, but safe, and good, and – and like there was something inevitable about it. This was…this was where she…she was supposed to –

Click.

Click.

The zip-ties came loose. She could move her arms and legs again, but even with her new freedom, she couldn’t bring herself to do more than sit up straight in her chair. The lizard struggled to bring her legs down even as Maria’s tail slid out of her ass and her own tail slid out of the snake’s pussy. The soft squish-squelch of their scaly limbs sliding free kept her stiff.

“Mmmph…Ah…ah…”

“You did well, Maria,” Rachel said, gently squeezing the snake’s shoulder. “You have earned the privilege of indulging yourself on the way home. Thank you for proving my faith in you; you are a very, very good girl.”

The snake wasn’t the only one to shiver at that; watching the salamander kiss her fiancée, Ulti couldn’t help but wish that she was in either of their places. There was something so…intense, so loving between the two, and she couldn’t help but wonder how that would feel.

“And you, Ulti.”

There it was. Ulti shrank back in her chair as she got the red salamander’s full attention. It wasn’t cruel, but there was a firmness to that stare that pinned her in place better than a pin through a bug’s wings. She couldn’t move as Rachel loomed over her, and couldn’t turn her head as the tall woman cupped her by the chin and forced her to look up.

“You need to learn more control. I have certain requirements for my girls, and if you are going to be one of mine, you will learn to hold back until you have permission. Do you understand, dear?”

“…Y-yes, Mistress.”

“That is what I hoped to hear. Now. Be a good girl, plug yourself up, and wait here with Maria. Legs spread, yes. I need to get us an order to go.”

Any protest that Ulti might have had died on her lips as the salamander turned and walked away. Even with all the eyes on her, she couldn’t deny that there was a certain thrill to reaching for her pussy-slicked tail and slowly tilting it back toward her rump. She couldn’t shake the feeling of everyone enjoying seeing her, watching her, staring as she worked the damp, slippery tip against her pucker. It was already so stretched, so…so easily pushed apart that it was more of a strain to bend her tail properly than it was to actually get the tip inside.

“Mmmph!”

Ulti stopped when she found her prostate with it, huffing under her breath as she leaned back against the chair. Almost on instinct rather than by command, she spread her legs, and there was something…something utterly fulfilling about all those eyes on her as she got into position.

“Ha…” Maria shook her head. “We’re looking at a – at a riot here. If the static wasn’t part of this…”

“If Rachel wasn’t here, you mean…”

That, more than the Static, was what was keeping them both from completely giving in and letting the crowd at them, she knew. Ulti didn’t know how it worked, but the Static was more than just horny. It kept turning off inhibitions, making it more casual but also more…needful, more wanted. She wasn’t just horny; she craved the idea of someone stepping over the line and just…doing something to her, in a way that she hadn’t consciously ever felt in her life. She was right there, exposed, stretched out, ready for someone to come over and…and do whatever they wanted, really. Tilt her head and make use of her throat. Use her feet to jerk off on. Pull her tail free and fill her rump up. Use her shaft as a dildo.

And yet…they didn’t. They wanted to – she could hear the murmurs – but Rachel’s claim superseded that. The crowd wasn’t going to touch them without the salamander’s permission, and they didn’t have that.

Maria stiffened. Ulti groaned, forcing herself to grip the arms of her chair to avoid touching herself.

“What’s wrong?”

“I just – what if Pater got the same message? What if he’s getting affected by the Static, too?”

“…Oh, no.”

“We need to call him – do you have his number?”

“I – I think so. My phone –”

“I’ll get it.”

With their clothes discarded, Ulti couldn’t reach her pants, and she realized that she didn’t dare move from her position. Not with Rachel’s order active. It glued her to her seat more firmly than any bondage could have.

So, she had to watch as the (admittedly sexy) naked snake walked around her, curvy rump swaying just a bit as she passed in front of Ulti’s chair and bent down. The blue lizard blushed a bit more as she imagined what she might have to do in order to earn the right to play with that again.

No, no, that – that belongs to Rachel. I’m not – they’re not going to let me – gah, stop thinking of –

Butt.

Boobs.

Sandwiched between the ladies.

Shown off.

Enjoyed.

The bottom of the threesome, but toyed with, played with, well-used and admired and enjoyed and –

Throb. Throb. Throb. Ulti whimpered as her ass clenched down on her tail all the harder and her cock danced between her legs. Her head rested on the back of the chair as she whimpered and puffed for breath, and her toes curled against the armrests, desperately holding on for something real to keep her grounded and to keep her from thinking too hard about being the third lady in a lesbian threesome.

“Got it.”

With the phone still buzzing as it played the Static file, Maria brought it over. Ulti unlocked it and they scrolled down to Pater’s number. They called out and waited.

One ring.

Two.

Three.

Click.

“Hello?”

Pater’s face appeared; Maria must have started a video call instead. Conference-call snake habits, Ulti imagined with a tiny grin – tail twitched and the grin turned into a huff and a grimace.

“Heh, been a while, Ulti. Feeling a little sensitive today?”

“N-no, there’s – mmph – something else going on.”

“Let me,” Maria said, leaning in. “Pater. Did you get a message from the Lodge earlier today?”

“Well – mm – yeah, I did. Kinda surprised me, but – heh – you know how it goes. Life goes on.”

“Is it affecting you? Is it playing the Static?”

“Yep.”

The broad-shouldered black-feathered bird was doing things for Ulti that she really didn’t want to think about. The camera was from below, not that far from where her head would be if she’d been between his legs. She’d been there enough times during their stay at the Lodge that she could still remember the faintly-salty, well-cleaned taste that she’d gotten used to. She licked her lips despite herself –

“Looks like you’re getting hit by it, too. And I’m guessing you’re not at home?”

“No. No, we are not,” Maria said, biting back a blush as she looked down at herself; to her credit, she didn’t try to cover up. “What is that sound I’m hearing in the background?”

“Oh, that slurping sound?”

“Do not tell me –”

“One second. Hey, sweetie, come here. Some of my friends are calling; say hi.”

Sweetie? She remembered that Pater had been married at some point – well, he had an ex at the time of their stay at the Lodge together. Had they been visiting? Had the static made two former lovers come together or –

Nope. Ulti and Maria slowly went wide-eyed together as a more slender but just as black-feathered bird popped up. She had clear liquid spread across her beak, a look that Ulti remembered her and Maria sharing when they’d given Pater some…attention way back when. She’d been sucking him off.

And there was no way that was the bird’s ex. She was too young for that, somewhere between eighteen and Maria’s age. Just newly adult, from the looks of things and –

“Is that your daughter?!” Maria hissed.

Ulti really wished her dick hadn’t decided at that moment to throb, to smack against her belly. She would have liked to pretend that the question hadn’t spiked her libido like a volleyball punched into the other team’s face. She would have desperately liked to pretend that she wasn’t quite so much of a freak as that.

But it did, and she was.

Pater laughed, putting an arm around the smaller bird’s shoulders.

“Heh, right in one, Maria. This is my girl, Eve. We were visiting when the Static started, one thing led to another, and –”

“My dad’s got a HUGE dick, and a girl’s gotta learn somehow.”

Maria looked like she was going to have a stroke. As the snake sputtered and let out more and more incoherent sounds, Ulti reached out and took the phone. She couldn’t help but stare at the two birds, taking in all the little markers of relation. The same beak, the same sort of overall build – yes, Eve was smaller and had a more feminine set of shoulders, but she had that same sort of overall body-strength – and the same little stretch of gray feathers along the throat. They were definitely related, and the idea that they’d interrupted the father-daughter pair from some oral fun –

Throb. Throb.

“So, what’s up? You two going at it again in public, or are we missing a show out here?” Pater asked.

“Mmmph…not – not quite. We – ah – Maria brought her fiancée to meet me and – mmmph!”

“Got a proper lady to show you a good time?”

“Nnngh…kinda? I’m – mmmph – impaled on my own tail and – mmmmmmmph!”

She very nearly came as Eve dropped out of frame again; it could have been a mercy, except Pater shifted the video call angle, letting Ulti see the other bird back her rump up against her father’s cock. She swore that she was going to die from pure horny if this show went on for much longer; it didn’t help that Pater was actually doing quite well in terms of –

Not thinking of that right now, not thinking of that right now!

“Look, are you okay?”

“Oh, yes. We’re fine. Me and Eve are going to stay in for a while – the Static’s quieter, but it hasn’t stopped. And judging by Miss Uptight sputtering again, I’m guessing she’s not as relaxed as she was at the Lodge?”

“Heh. Not yet.”

“Call me again when she’s not so worried about everything. It’s just a bit of relaxation, girls; it’s good for you to turn your brains off and just enjoy yourselves from time to time.”

“You. Are. Fucking. Your. Daughter!” Maria shouted over Ulti’s shoulder.

“Well, more like she’s fucking me – mmmph! Careful, hon, you’re not used to that yet.”

“Oh my god…oh, my fucking god…”

“Anyway, I better go; Eve’s got a little more ambition than you girls did, and I don’t want her to hurt herself by going too far, too fast.”

“Y-yeah, you do that. And – uh – we’ll call if we figure out a way to turn it off.”

“Heh, appreciate it. Look after yourselves, girls. And if it keeps going, let me know where you are. I wouldn’t mind a reunion if you two feel a little lonely.”

“I’ll keep that – mmph – in mind…”

Click.

Ulti shivered as she leaned back. Every movement made her more and more aware of her tail jammed inside of her, and it wasn’t making it any easier to focus on not cumming. The sight of the two birds, one bent over, the other deep inside her pussy, the way that they were so casual about it –

Throb. Drip. Throb. Drip.

“I can’t believe it,” Maria muttered, pacing back and forth and hugging herself around the middle. “It starts up again, and he just – he just goes straight for fucking his daughter? What the hell? What the –”

“Nnngh…You’re the one – you’re the one that just…threw me under the bus with your domme of a fiancée, remember? I – I was just sitting there and – mmmph – and you were the one that told her that I liked being…being pushed through it. Who – ah – who started ‘cheating’ as soon as she had the chance?”

“I – you – that’s different!”

“Very, but – mmmmmph, fuck this is so – so hot…”

She had to take a moment to just breathe, to not move, to sit there with her eyes closed and force herself to relax as her tail kept spasming inside of her. It was hitting every little sensitive nerve bundle in her ass, and she was floating right on the razor’s edge of going over and cumming her brains out. Ulti huffed and puffed, forcing herself to relax, trying to ease back. The threat of punishment helped and hindered that, because oh, she was curious about what kind of ‘punishment’ Rachel had in mind.

Eventually, the urge to go over the edge faded. Ulti sagged back down on the chair, shaking her head as she gripped the arms for something to anchor herself.

“He was – he was always more relaxed than we were back at the Lodge. He’s just…like that. And if she’s consenting –”

“I can’t believe you’re saying this.”

“Mmmph…Then – then think of it like you…like you playing with…”

Ulti couldn’t get the words out. She had to nod down at her dick, and even that was enough to leave her blushing. Thankfully, the snake turned almost as red as she was. For all that Maria had been completely insistent on being lesbian before and after the Lodge, she had been more than willing to play with dick while they’d been in the depths of the Static. That sort of orientation shift was a pretty extreme one.

Not as extreme as such casual incest, and Ulti would be the first to admit that, but…but she didn’t want Maria to be that judgmental. Not with the only other person that had gone through what they had gone through, and what they were still going through.

And the fact that it’s that hot…

She huffed. No, she needed to stop thinking of that. Other things –

“We – we need to do something about the Static.”

“Yes. That – that’s something we need to figure out,” Maria said, sitting down and rubbing her forehead. “With both our phones putting it out, it must be stronger. Rachel is not normally like this in public. If she’s around the Static for much longer, I don’t know what it will do to her.”

“Well…we can’t get rid of both our phones.”

“It would be wonderful if we could…”

It would be embarrassing – beyond embarrassing – to leave their phones behind in the café and buy new ones later, but it would make for such a wonderful solution. Leave the noise-makers behind, walk out of range and ‘wake up’: that would get all three of them out of the worst of it right then and there.

Except Pater would still be under its effects.

And the café would probably go crazier and crazier as things got more casual, and –

And then they would not be able to call for help, or have any of their contacts fresh to hand, and –

No. They needed to keep one phone, but they needed to get rid of the rest for now. Maria sighed.

“Your phone,” the snake said, holding up her own. “I will leave mine behind. You have Pater’s number and I can replace mine easier than yours.”

“Mmmph…you sure?”

“You cannot even afford decent wrist braces. I highly doubt that you can afford to get yourself a new phone.”

“…I…fair.”

“Girls.”

Lizard and snake alike stiffened up, slowly turning toward the salamander. Rachel had returned with a fresh cup of coffee in one hand and a bag of heated pastries in the other. She nodded at them.

“Stand, please.”

They got up, though Ulti took longer. She bit her lip as she felt her tail shifting, the strain at some of the bent points really starting to get to her. The pressure on her prostate was constantly shifting, moving, sliding, and her cock was a slimy mess.

Rachel looked down at it, nodded to herself, and looked back up.

“You have held back. Good girl.”

“C-can I –”

“If you can hold it until you get to the car, I will allow you to take your tail out then.”

“T-thank you.”

“Come, girls.”

They fell in step behind the salamander. Ulti didn’t know how Maria felt walking in the nude through the small café, but for her, the focus was all on her tail plugging her ass and how each step made the intrusion slide around a bit more. She was constantly aware of the sheer thickness of it, how it was holding her hole open, how it kept her cheeks spread, and most of all, how it was idly thrusting in and out. Even though she wasn’t trying to do it, there was just enough motion, just enough muscle-shift, that she could feel her tail fucking her ass as she walked toward the front door.

Out.

Into the sun.

The heat from the sunlight danced across her scales, bringing with it the reminder that they were no longer isolated in the café. She looked over her shoulder, watching Maria pause and toss her phone into the lost-and-found bucket just inside the door, then move on.

Would that make a difference for the two of them? She hoped so…and at the same time, she realized that she hoped that this would get worse.

That’s wrong. I – I should be trying to fix this…

‘Should’ meant surprisingly little. Each step sent a shock of pleasure through her, shaking her up and leaving her thoughts scrambled in a whole different way. The lizard was right on the verge of drooling as she walked across the parking lot, stumbling on half her steps and dripping pre-cum constantly. She felt like a little slut, a pervert of the highest order, and…

And at the same time, she felt…safe. She felt happy, horny, completely detached from all that anxiety and all that fear and all that worry that came when she was thinking normally. She had a powerful woman looking out for her and…

And she was a centerpiece.

She looked over her shoulder, pausing as Maria and Rachel stopped at one of the cars. The café windows were heavily tinted, so it was hard to see into the building anymore, but she could see some things. A few people were busy with each other, but she could see at least as many – a handful, at least – that stared out the window after her. She thought that they might have been smiling, too, enjoying the show of her ass swaying as she walked across the pavement, impaled on her own tail, dripping like a good little –

Wanted.

That was what that felt like. Being wanted. Being desired. Being the sexy thing that she could never quite make herself be and –

POP!

“EEP!”

Ulti yelped as she was pulled back a few steps. Rachel had a hand on her tail, and –

VROOM!

A car shot past right where Ulti had been standing. Her heart leaped right into her throat as she realized that she’d just been saved from a rather serious accident. Rachel shook her head with a faint smile.

“A good girl keeps aware of her surroundings,” the salamander said, patting her on the hip. “I would prefer you to be a good girl instead of a good pancake, hmm?”

“Y-yes, Mistress.”

“Good. Now. Let’s get everything situated. Ulti, back seat; Maria, up front with me.”

“Yes, Mistress.”

“Yes, Mistress.”

They got into the car, and – of course – Rachel took the driver’s seat. Once Maria was settled in front, however, the salamander reached over and adjusted the seat. She made the snake lean back, further and further until she was more than half-reclined.

“I said that you may masturbate in the car. I should have been more specific; you will masturbate. You don’t have to cum, dear, but do keep yourself nice and wet for when we get home. It’ll save on lubrication.”

“But – but the people –”

“Will see me and my girls. And there is nothing wrong with me showing off something precious that belongs to me, hmm?”

“…You – you can’t keep getting away with flattering me like this. It isn’t fair.”

“I do not hear you fingering yourself yet.”

I need someone like this in my life, Ulti thought, shaking her head in disbelief as Maria slowly reached down and started touching herself. It was a gentle, barely-there motion, but she was still doing it. I really, really need someone like this to help push me. God. I need someone like this to –

“Ulti?”

“Uh, yeah?”

“Middle seat; I want to be able to see all of you for the drive home.”

“…Shouldn’t you be watching the road, Mistress?”

“I can do both. Besides, you won’t have room to spread your legs properly from behind my seat. Scooch over and spread them – good girl.”

And so the embarrassment continued as she sat in the middle of the back seat. The leather was soft under her, at least, though rather warm against the backs of her legs and…well, everywhere she touched. She did her best to get comfortable, particularly with her legs spread and showing everything off. At least there wasn’t room to lean back and really show off her butt; that would have meant lying down or something.

As it was, she still had her balls hanging off the edge of the seat, and while her cock had finally started softening, she was still half-hard. And wet. Very, very, very wet and slick and – oh, she hoped that it didn’t smell as strong as she imagined it did.

Rachel adjusted her mirror, and Ulti could see her own cock reflected back at her through it. Not making it any easier.

“Maria?”

“Yes, Mistress?”

“Reach back and keep Ulti hard.”

“What – but – but she was the one that lost!”

“And she did well by keeping herself from going over the edge. And she is not arguing with her Mistress, is she?”

“…”

“Would you prefer to swap places with her when we get home and the punishment truly starts?”

“No, Mistress.”

“Then keep her hard and dripping, but don’t let her go over the edge. You, on the other hand, may cum as much or as little as you like.”

The salamander pulled out of the parking space and drove out of the lot. By the time they were on the street, Maria’s hand was wrapped tight around Ulti’s dick, and the lizard was already huffing as angry-horny strokes pushed her right back to erection in short order.

Oh dear…oh, dear…

She didn’t know what to do with her hands and eventually settled with putting them on her thighs to keep them spread apart. Maria was jerking her off with a vengeance; either the snake was trying to get her to blow a load to get her in trouble, or she was enacting her own ‘punishment’ for Ulti getting the spotlight. Either way, it was going to be almost impossible to keep from blowing her load if the snake decided to keep this up.

Need to keep focused. Need to…need to…

She moaned, her toes curling through the car’s floor pads. It was impossible to think with her legs spread like this and those knowing eyes looking back at her again and again. If she could just get her head on straight, maybe she could have formed a coherent thought, but for now –

Don’t cum. That’s all you have to do. Just don’t cum until you get to – to wherever we’re going. That’s all you gotta do.

Don’t cum.

Don’t cum.

Don’t cum.