Chapter 279

“How do you wanna do this?” Fe repeated meekly. “What do you mean?”

“There’s lots of ways to make a girl cum,” she said, a teasing smile slipping onto her lips. “Was just wondering if you have any preference.” She tapped her fingers to her lips, then feigned having a good idea. “Maybe I should leave it up to a vote? Should I ask our classmates?” She turned to face them, opening her mouth to make the announcement, but Fe squeaked loudly and pulled on her by the arm.

“A vote?” she hissed. “Are you crazy?”

“Oh? So you do have a preference?”

“Well, that’s not what I—” She swallowed. “But it can’t be a vote.”

“Too embarrassing? Fine, fine. I think it would’ve been fun.” Her grin widened. “I do, at least, know how we’ll be finishing the job.” She stepped forward and patted the sheepgirl’s lower stomach. “I’ve been waiting for a while to get my first taste,” she murmured low enough only Fe could hear. “So there’s only one place good enough to finish. And I don’t think I’m gonna use protection, just so you know.”

“W-What? But then I could...?”

She rubbed a slow circle into Fe’s lower stomach—overtop where her womb would be. “It’ll be a little risky. But we are going for maximum energy collection, aren’t we? You seem like the kind of girl who’d get off on ... risky stuff.” Her hand slipped down from her lower stomach to cup her pussy—which was delightfully cradled by two thin black straps of leather on either side. She was more than a little wet by this point. “Of course, I wouldn’t do anything without permission. But I’m sure you won’t actually get pregnant. Probably.”

Zoey, for her part, could enjoy the fantasy in the fullest because she knew it was a dream. There was no real risk. Fe, on the other hand, thought this was reality. Her consciousness was fully submerged, instead of halfway like Zoey’s. So how would she take Zoey’s request?

“We ... do want a great demonstration,” she breathed. “S-So I guess that’s fine.”

Zoey’s eyebrows went up. Oh? So she was that kind of girl? The idea of being finished into without an ounce of protection had Fe heating up more than the hundreds of spectating eyes? Good to know.

“But that’s how we’re finishing,” Zoey laughed. “How should we start it off? Since you don’t wanna take a vote, and you won’t pick yourself, I guess it’s my choice. How about ... you get me lubricated first?”

Without a tenth of the trepidation Fe had shown, Zoey kicked off her shoes, pulled down her uniform skirt and panties, and revealed a quickly-hardening rod. Fe’s eyes widened as she took it in, and, to be fair, Zoey did have the sort of weapon that took re-acquainting with every time.

“That’s a good starting point, right?” Zoey asked with a smile, wiggling her cock at Fe.

Fe dropped to her knees seemingly by instinct—a nature Zoey could appreciate in a girl. The show of submission made Zoey’s cock throb.

“But, in front of everyone?” Fe murmured, which was growing into a refrain. She glanced at their audience.

Which prompted Zoey to look too. Her gaze wandered to the side, where many rows of amphitheater-style university seating stared down at her. It made her stomach clench to see all those eyes locked on her—to Fe’s naked body and the fourteen-inch cock erected in front of her face. Especially because there were quite a lot of attractive women scattered throughout the audience.

Jeez. Even if these weren’t real people, they were modeled closely—maybe magically closely, or identically—to real people. They were Fe’s classmates. Some of them Fe only knew halfway, but while fidgety, she seemed to be fairly outgoing; many of the personalities were probably accurate since she knew them well. So in some vague sense, this could be considered ‘real.’

“In front of everyone,” Zoey confirmed, her heart rate picking up.

Then, because Fe would just squirm and hesitate and never take action herself, Zoey took the lead. She wrapped her hands around the two horns sprouting from the fluffy white hair atop Fe’s head and, grabbing two handfuls of sheepgirl dick-sucking handles, forcibly pulled the girl into her.

Fe, for all her trepidation, had been more than ready for it. She closed her eyes and opened her mouth as Zoey pulled her in, letting Zoey’s cock bulge her cheek outward in the first thrust. Zoey sighed in satisfaction as she felt the soft, slippery skin of her inner cheek rub against her sensitive member. Relief. Finally. There had been too much teasing; she was nearly on fire already.