Overwatch: Audience With The Queen

Author's Note: New commission, something straightforward I hope you'll all enjoy!

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When you worked with Overwatch, you had to stay in peak physical condition, and that meant keeping up with a healthy exercise routine even if you weren’t on the job right that instant… or, even if you weren’t able to access the gym at HQ, which was the case now.

An investigation into what was going on ‘down undah’ had brought two intrepid Overwatch agents (and not-so-secret lovers) to Australia, where it was always clear that something was going on, but never particularly obvious what that thing was. With their mission more or less begun but not properly taken off, Brigitte Lindholm and Hana Song – the latter better known as the Starcraft virtuoso and MEKA pilot D. Va – used their downtime to hit the gym, despite it being unfamiliar to them.

The place was sufficiently spacious, but a bit rowdy, and lacked some of the higher-tech gym equipment the pair were used to… well, that Brigitte was used to, anyway. Hana mostly just came along to make sure her ass stayed perky, and to watch the hot, sweaty muscle-girls working out. Plus, sex with Brigitte was always best just after the beautiful brunette had gotten a good workout.

“Any plans to do more than squats today, baby?” Brigitte teased as the two made their way from the locker room, dressed down for exercise, Brigitte wearing a skintight yellow shorts and matching sweatband, along with a dark brown muscle shirt, while Hana opted for pink yoga pants and a white tank top. “All that time it took to get down here, I’ve been missing getting a good workout. And you’re going to need to work off some of those doritos if you plan to keep looking like you do.”

“As good as I do, you mean,” the gamer girl smirked, sticking her tongue out, then sighing, “eh, maybe I’ll throw in some situps or something. What do you I– oh shit.” Hana’s eyes went wide as she was immediately distracted, not by something at the gym, but someone. A woman, a little older, and enormous, dwarfing even Brigitte’s six-foot frame – in fact, this blue-mohawked bombshell looked closer to seven feet, if anything. “Who. Is. That.”

Following her girlfriend’s gaze, Brigitte’s warm eyes found the woman who had so distracted D. Va, and finding herself enraptured with similar immediacy. Sure, tall, muscular women weren’t necessarily her type the way they were Hana’s, but the sight of this tall, powerful warrior-queen definitely made her feel weak in the knees. “Oh… o-oh my,” she whispered, setting down the weights she’d been picking up before ever even committing to a single exercise with them. “Are we… u-uh, are you gonna talk to her?”

“Metalk to her? You’re the muscly one!” Hana protested, “I don’t know the first thing about exercise, she’ll talk about sets or reps or lats or whatever and I’m just gonna be staring at her thinking ‘arms arms arms arms arms’ and trying not to drool. Nah, babe, this one’s on you.”

“Me? Just go up to her and go ‘my girlfriend and I like your vibe’? What even is our end goal, here?” Brigitte shook her head. “Maybe if we could find a way to, uh… uh….” She half-turned to steal another glance at the blue-haired giantess, but found herself abruptly face-to-face with the woman she’d been discussing… or, face-to-chest, anyway. Swallowing hard, she slowly looked up, into the feral, commanding eyes of the Junker Queen. “Uhhh…h-hello.”

The woman flashed a lopsided smile down at the pair, folding her arms across her chest in a way that suggested a relaxed confidence. Like the other two, she was dressed for exercise, but much more casually – the armored segments of her usual outfit had been removed, but the white crop-top and slashed black leggings weren’t all that different from what she may have worn on the battlefield. Even her war-paint remained in place, giving her a fearsomely beautiful countenance. “G’day, two a’ ya. Couldn’t help but notice you two seem a little lost, and I ain’t nevah seen you around here before.”

“Oh! Eheh, yeah, we’re… new in town…” D. Va said, subconsciously twirling her ponytail around one finger. “These, uh… machines sure are… different to us, do you think you could show us how some of them work? I’m Hana, by the way, and this is–”

“Brigitte!” the other girl blurted out, a bloom of redness slowly rising to her cheeks. “I’m Brigitte.”

The titaness smirked, cocking her head slightly to the side, causing her ceiling-scraping mohawk to wobble slightly. “Dez– Odessa. Though, ah….” There was a moment of temptation to suggest her status as the ruler of this place, something other gymgoers had grown acclimated to and learned not to comment on, but for now, it didn’t seem necessary. It was rare that she had an opportunity to just flirt, to interact with someone who didn’t know her as the Junker Queen. “Folks call me Dez. As for these pesky machines, sure, yeah, I can show you both a couple things. Come with me.”

A few moments later saw the Junker Queen showing off one of the somewhat odd, but perfectly straightforward machines to Hana, a device that helped exercise the thighs and glutes without the added risk and discomfort of incorporating freeweights. “Mmnhhh… am I supposed to feel this strain in my inner thighs…?” the smaller girl groaned as she did what was ultimately a glorified squat, the machine largely unnecessary for this particular sort of workout.

“Nah, love, nah,” Dez chuckled, sidling up behind the petite little gremlin – placing both hands on D. Va’s thighs and forcibly spreading them apart, forcing the girl to widen her stance while getting an excellent feel for those slim, supple legs. “You just have to stand a bit widah, like this. It’ll be a little hardah, but you’ll work the right muscles. Then, reach up and grab this bar here, and that…” the tanned giantess accentuated her point by sliding her hands up, cupping them over Hana’s tiny breasts, “will work ya chest muscles at the same time.”

D. Va bit gently at her lower lip as she was groped, trying not to let her excitement show, even if it made her lashes flutter and body quiver. She was beginning to curse her choice of attire, too, for even an erection as small and subtle as Hana’s was near-impossible to conceal with pink yoga pants. “Mmn, y-yeah, I’m… really feeling the… ah, b-burn….”

“Good, good, that means it’s working,” the Junker Queen purred, “your glutes seem nice n’ taut, though your upper body…” she gently squeezed Hana’s tits, drawing an involuntary whimper of joy from the much smaller girl, “...could use more definition, yeah? Now, let’s see how you’re doin’ over here….”

“Oh, I’m, ah– heh, I have a bit more experience than Hana, I’m just…” Brigitte was on her hands and knees, both hands around a heavy weight, alternating stretching one leg backwards with lifting the weight of the opposite hand, switching back and forth. More an exercise for reinforcing good form than genuine building.

Nonetheless, Dez came over to lend a helping hand – or in this case, sidling up beside Brigitte, planting one large hand firmly on the other girl’s asscheek, feeling the way it tightened as Brigitte lifted her leg. “Just checkin’ your form, sweetheart,” the woman with the mohawk licked her lips, relishing the touch for far longer than was necessary, firmly massaging the firm, succulent flesh of Brigitte’s backside. “And I’d say your form’s real, real good; no notes at all.” It took no skill at interpretation to read the insinuation in the Junker Queen’s voice, but like Hana, Brigitte was just relishing the groping, wondering how long this charade would continue before one of them gave in and did something… scandalous.

Some time was spent genuinely exercising, over the next hour or so – but thirsty looks and indecent touching and groping grew ever more prominent, obvious, and frequent, typically on the part of the Junker Queen. In time, all three women had worked up a sweat, while also being flustered and reddened for other reasons, and at long last, Odessa broke the critical question: “I think I’m about wrapped up, here, loves. Why don’t you accompany me to the lockah room, and we can get… cleaned up?”

Now, cleaning up after a good workout session made complete sense, but the way Dez suggested it, the tone in her voice, the wicked sparkle in her eye, left no doubt as to what direction she wanted this excursion to go. And, after sharing only the briefest of eye contact with each other, Brigitte and D. Va were quite certain that was a direction they were perfectly fine with. “O-uh, yeah!” Hana agreed immediately. “Last one in’s a bottle of flat mountain dew!”

“...All mountain dew is basically flat…?” Brigitte shook her head and followed along, quickly catching up to Odessa, who reached both hands down to take a good squeeze of both girls’ backsides as she led them towards the locker rooms. Neither noticed that, as the Junker Queen approached the locker room, everyone else left it in a hurry, leaving the place very much empty once the trio had arrived.

“Now, we try to preserve watah in this area,” Dez said with a sly grin, turning to face the two younger girls once more… and then drawing her short top up over her head and tossing it aside, exposing full, perfect breasts, their thick nipples sporting mismatched piercings – silver in the left, gold in the right. “But somethin’ tells me the two of you will come up with a real fun way of cleaning me off, anyway.”

There was a moment of hesitation, but only a brief one – Brigitte and D. Va had known, or at least hoped, that things had been heading in this direction, and they took only a moment to give in to temptation. The heat of their bodies, the intense attraction for both the Junker Queen and one another, the smell of sweat and lust coming from all three glistening bodies… they knew what they wanted, and were done denying themselves.

Being the taller of the couple, Brigitte stood on tip-toes and leaned up, pressing her lips firmly against Odessa’s, quickly letting her tongue slip from her mouth to entangle with the other woman’s. Barely an instant passed, though, before Hana joined in, bringing one hand to the giantess’s breast and setting to the aforementioned ‘cleaning,’ dragging her hungry tongue up along that full, sumptuous tit, licking up the sweat from just beneath it before bringing her tongue up to the silver-pierced nipple, taking it greedily between her lips and starting to suckle at it. While one hand pawed at the breast she was ‘washing,’ the other busied itself with her own clothes, pulling her tank top to expose her own tiny little tits, then eagerly trying to shimmy out of the yoga pants.

Brig’s clothes, though, were being dealt with by the Junker Queen herself – while Brigitte used both hands to worshipfully paw at the blue-haired bruiser, eagerly locking lips with the bigger woman, Dez was stripping off the swedish girl’s muscle shirt, then her shorts, leaving Brigitte very naked and pleasantly beefy, if not sporting quite the same godlike muscle as the australian. Her cock was hard as rock, and nice and thick, something Hana had spent the past few months acclimating to, the meaty rod stuffed into her perky rear five times a week at the absolute minimum, and even Odessa took note of how impressive it was.

“You’ve got a cute dick, don’t ya?” she purred, though didn’t bother touching it – it was a nice ornament, but not something Dez saw any reason to distract herself with. “How do you think ya girl’s gonna feel when she sees a real one?” She didn’t wait for a response, but kissed Brigitte again, then escorted the girl down to lick and suckle at her other breast, while D. Va had already progressed to stroking her tongue up and down the Queen’s steely abs. “Unh… mm, yeh….”

Brigitte took to her new task eagerly, latching tightly to the nipple and suckling at it, hands caressing up and down along the Junker Queen’s perfect body, rolling the piercing around her tongue and drawing a soft moan from the woman with the mohawk. Beside her, Hana was ever more emboldened, licking in between the sweat-slick curves of Odessa’s abs while shuffling out of those pesky yoga pants – then out of her top completely – baring the entirety of her slim figure, including her laughably small, slender penis, leaving no doubt who was the top and bottom among Brigitte and herself. D. Va had an ass made for getting fucked senseless, but her dick was more or less there for… well, show, even if it was quite a cute little show, and nearly completely stiff just from licking at Junker Queen’s firm, smooth muscles.

“So diligent, with so little training…” Odessa let out a soft moan, finally unleashing herself in all her glory, wiggling out of her pants and leaving herself just as nude as the other two – exposing the absolute cannon of a girlcock she sported, near total hardness, long and fat enough to draw an involuntary gasp from D. Va the instant she saw it. The thing was bigger than her arm, and the thought of having it inside of her sparked genuine concern. “Now, let’s see how the two of you handle this, eh?”

As both girls began to descend, eager for a taste of that massive meat-pillar, Odessa caught Brigitte by the shoulder, holding her firmly in place even as Hana wrapped her eager lips around the crown of that huge cock, barely able to get even the end of it into her mouth, but making a bold attempt nonetheless. “Not you,” Dez said, as if having a new idea on the spot, guiding Brigitte down to her knees, but then tilting her body slightly sideways, “I’ve got different plans for you.”

Brigitte’s expression went from lust-drunk eagerness to one of starry-eyed confusion, but her questions were quickly cleared up when Dez revealed exactly what her ‘plans’ were. Shifting sideways, the Junker Queen pulled Brigitte’s head forward, faceplanting the other girl directly into her ass as she thrust her cock forward into Hana’s mouth, letting out a delighted moan when both younger women took so quickly to their assigned roles. It only took an instant for Brigitte’s tongue to slip free of her mouth, teasing and swirling lovingly around Odessa’s hot, slick asshole, balancing herself on the balls of her feet and letting her own thick, hard girlcock bob and sway in place, untouched as its owner serviced this enormous, blue-haired beauty. Just on the other side of that muscled titan, D. Va moaned hungrily around that huge cock, taking it as deep into her mouth as she was able – though encountering a significant struggle with its size, her jaw already beginning to ache from the strain of sucking the entire throbbing, steamy column of girlmeat.

“Mmph… nnhpph…” Brigitte moaned quietly as her face was pulled even tighter into that firm, juicy backside, no longer properly able to lick, but simply stuffing her tongue into the Junker Queen’s asshole, both hands rising up to grope and cling to those taut cheeks as she immersed herself in the bigger woman’s butt, a thin strand of precum leaking from the tip of her cock. D. Va wasn’t faring much more gracefully, struggling not to cough and gag as the huge tip of Odessa’s dick rammed against the back of her throat, trying to stuff its way down her esophagus but not seemingly able to make the gamer gremlin’s throat stretch enough for that to happen.

“Nnmh, not quite gettin’ the depth I was lookin’ for,” Dez scolded playfully, tightening her grip on Hana’s ponytail, holding her in place. “Maybe I’ll have to use a hole that can stretch a bit furthah, eh?”

“Mmph…?” D. Va murmured hesitantly, but found little time to complain or protest. Junker Queen tugged firmly back on her ponytail, pulling the smaller girl off of her cock and then turning her fully around, bringing that same hand from Hana’s hair to her mouth – then hooking her fingers firmly against the Starcraft prodigy’s cheek, using it like bit and bridle to control her, forcing her gradually to the locker room floor on all fours, ass up, tiny little dick wobbling uselessly between her spread thighs. “Kphh– nnh–!”

Glancing back to Brigitte, Dez offered a firm, commanding “You stay there,” before removing her hand from the back of Brigitte’s head and bending slightly forward, bringing two fingers to Hana’s asshole while the others stayed solidly hooked in her mouth. “Let’s get you good and warmed up before we really ruin ya,” she grinned widely, pressing those two fingers against, then inside of, the smaller girl’s snug, tiny back entrance, drawing a muffled squeal of obvious delight.

“I dah… rah… r’meh, unnhh…!” Hana groaned as she was pinned and stuffed with the Junker Queen’s long, powerful fingers, the fishhook preventing her from articulating any meaningful speech – not that Odessa was likely to have cared all too terribly as to what she was saying. She’d gotten in the ‘zone’ now, aggressively dominant over these two cute little runts who’d been so blatantly ogling her in the gym. Now, those runts were going to get what they’d clearly been wanting so badly. She eased her fingers in and out, a little deeper each time, only getting a few thrusts in before adding a third finger, then a fourth, knowing that D. Va would need a genuine opportunity to acclimate before she was able to take her thick australian girlcock. She’d seen what Brigitte was packing, and while it was certainly nice, it wouldn’t have offered the kind of practice Hana would need to not get her asshole destroyed by the Junker Queen.

Though she may have wanted to watch, Brigitte still found herself quite occupied with her ‘meal,’ not daring to go against her instructions and keeping herself buried in Dez’s ass, letting her tongue wantonly explore and violate the woman’s tight, wet little hole, her own cock flexing and bobbing in place as her desire rose to a fever pitch. “Mph… mmmh….” She settled for just imagining, from the sound of Hana’s moans, what the Junker Queen was doing to her poor little ass, stuffing her fingers in deep, stretching her out, getting her ready for a fat, hard dick that was sure to make her scream for mercy.

Her imagination painted a picture not at all unremoved from reality – D. Va was clawing at the smooth floor beneath her, whimpering with lust, toes curling up behind her as Odessa crammed those powerful fingers into her ass, preparing her for what was to come, forcing her to beg for it… and beg she did. “Hahh…! Plaughh, fucchh meh, ah nee’a…!” she wailed and plead, rocking her hips back and forth, her tiny dick wobbling from side to side as tried to cajole Dez into finally claiming her. Fortunately for her, her pleas didn’t fall on deaf ears, and Junker Queen was quite fluent in ‘fishhooked little bottom brat,’ able to easily translate her muffled whining.

“S’that right? So needy, already. Well, if ya think you’re all stretched out enough, then maybe I should trust you….” Shifting sideways, Dez took a moment to swiftly rearrange things – she removed her fingers from Hana’s mouth, flipping her over onto her back, and with the other arm, took firm hold of Brigitte, thrusting the auburn-haired beauty forward so that the two lovers lay beside one another on the locker room floor. “Now…” Junker Queen continued, stroking her massive cock with one hand, bringing it back to complete hardness while looking at Brigitte, “help me stuff this into ya little girlfriend, yeah?”

Brigitte didn’t hesitate, sitting up and taking gentle hold of the bigger woman’s cock, helping to quickly guide it towards D. Va’s warmed-up backdoor, planting the tip of it solidly against the pried-open little hole. “Like this…?” she said, swallowing hard as she helped guide it in, tilting her head down to gently kiss at Hana’s perky little nipple as she did so.

“Yeah, love, juuust liiike that–” Dez let out a delighted groan of pleasure as she stuffed her fat dick straight up into D. Va’s tight ass, feeling it stretch around her, her own moan eclipsed within an instant by the smaller girl’s wail of ecstasy. “Nnhh!” Junker Queen gasped, bringing one hand to one of Hana’s hips, while the other moved to Brigitte, pushing the bigger girl’s cock out of the way so it lay against her belly, then teasing a finger into the swedish beauty’s backside.

“Mmph–!” Brigitte let out a soft gasp, squirming in place as she felt the first, then second finger slide into her, but busied herself with clinging to Hana, kissing and comforting her as inch after inch of that unforgiving girldick was consumed by the needy hole of her ass, testing the limits of what her body could handle.

For Hana, the question of ‘is bigger always better’ founding it ringing clearly in her addled mind, her ass struggling to take more and more of the hot, fleshy cannon as it pushed its way into her, now finally beginning to properly thrust in and out of her. The answer was, well… probably not, but this definitely was, the sensation of getting stretched and filled bringing her swiftly closer and closer to the orgasm Odessa’s fingers had started encouraging her toward. “Hahh… mmphh, hmmn, oh fuck oh fuck, yea, deeper, deeper–” her lips met Brigitte’s, the two sharing a long, desperate kiss, giving them something to focus on, to anchor to, while Junker Queen violated both of their tight, quivering rear entrances. “–Mmnnn…!”

It was good to be queen, Dez found herself thinking, looking down at these two slutty young things grasping tight to one another, cheeks flushed as they made out with one another, with her fingers in one girl’s ass and her massive cock deeply ravaging the smaller of them. Both girls were feeling the effects of being put in their place – Brigitte’s bigger girldick was dribbling uselessly onto the floor, now that she’d turned onto her side, while D. Va’s far smaller one was letting loose enough precum that it was beginning to form a glistening pool in her belly button. “Yeah, that’s right ya little sluts, squirm for the queen… let’s see some tongue, lovelies….”

At her request, the two lovers shared a more open-mouthed embrace, tongues sliding and lapping across one another in a lewd display for the woman who was having her way with them. The show spurred Dez onward, her hips beginning to ram forward more rapidly and forcefully, now fully hilting the entirety of her cock inside of D. Va while hammering her fingers against Brigitte’s defenseless ass, driving both towards a certain climax, with the Queen herself not being frightfully far behind.

“Nnhh… mmlllm… nNnhhHAAahh…!” Hana squealed out into Brigitte’s mouth, her lashes fluttering and toes curling, her asshole clenching down tight around the thick shaft it was getting hammered with, convulsing once, twice, then a third time, each wild spasm of the girl’s slender form accompanied by a thin, short squirt of cum from her half-hard member, splattering uselessly against her own belly, not even making the full journey to her breasts. “Uhn, FUCK!”

“Mmn… it’s okay, baby, it’s okay…” Brigitte soothed her girlfriend, kissing her deeply once more before leaning up, her lips latching now onto Odessa’s breast, greedily suckling at the pierced nipple as those fingers drilled into her, assuring her she wasn’t far from a climax of her own, though she was trying to hold on. “Mmph, mmmh, am… am I next? Can I be…?”

“We’ll have to wait and find out,” Dez bit back a moan, still rutting her hips against Hana’s backside again and again, not yet pulling out despite the smaller girl already having blown her load. “Once I empty my balls inside your… hnnh… little girlfriend, here.” Despite her refusal to bend Brigitte over and give her some dick, though, those fingers kept furiously working, knuckle-deep in Brigitte’s asshole and ramming into her, four of them now, keeping that ass in a constant state of tightening and relaxing as it was pounded, bringing the squire ever closer to cumming.

Of course, between everything – those fingers relentless drilling into her butt, watching her girlfriend get her tight hole ravaged by the Junker Queen’s massive cock, suckling at one of the woman’s breasts while she begged to get fucked – there was nothing that could keep her from climax, no matter how hard she tried to hold on. “Nnh… phnnnmm… h-HAH–!” Brigitte wailed out, finally brought over the edge by those fingers, her rock-hard girlcock flexing in place before unleashing several hot pumps of sticky seed across her own body, and a bit onto D. Va’s, making a more substantial mess of the place as she finally gave in to her pleasure. Only an instant later, her climax was joined by Odessa’s, though this one wasted not a single drop, every single hot glug of her creamy spunk shooting up into Hana’s butt as she bottomed out in it, drawing a blissful wail from the smaller girl.

With a contented sigh, then groan, Junker Queen gradually drew her huge dick out of Hana’s ass, still warm and glistening, leaving a wet, impressive gape behind. “Holy… shit…” D. Va panted softly, lashes fluttering, arms and legs spread out like she was mid-snow angel with a trickle of cum leaking from her backside. She seemed at a loss for words, unable to properly articulate a thought, and as such she simply didn’t – remaining silent and largely still but for her heavy breathing, and the slow rise and fall of her chest.

“Now…” Dez shook the post-nut stars from her eyes before her gaze settled intensely on Brigitte, drawing her fingers from the girl’s ass and slipping them into her mouth, watching with a lewd grin as the swedish beauty began to lustfully suck them, her backside left with a smaller, inviting gape of its own. “I believe you said something about being next?”

Brigitte’s nod of response was slow but certain – sure she’d just cum, but she was definitely eager to do so again, and she couldn’t wait to feel that huge cock inside of her. Odessa’s follow-up was swift and equally certain, laying Brigitte down on the floor in a position not dissimilar to Hana’s, giving her a quick, possessive kiss on the lips, one hand moving to the other woman’s neck to gently grasp it, the other guiding her still-stiff girlcock towards the tender, winking opening of her anus. A moment of pressure, a muffled gasp from Brigitte, and it finally popped inside, sliding deeper, deeper into her ass, causing her to tense and shudder, abs flexing as she did a half-situp to watch Junker Queen’s hard cock finally claim her. “Hahh… oh f-fuck…!”

Releasing her grip on Brigitte’s throat, Junker queen laid her hand on the woman’s waist, reaching the other hand out to gently grope at D. Va, tilting her onto her side and giving her ass a quick slap. “Oy, little one, wake up and give our friend here something to do with her mouth,” she instructed, the demand reading loud and clear to a still-groggy, barely-conscious Hana. It took a moment of guiding and rearranging, but soon Hana was exactly where the queen wanted her – sitting on Brigitte’s face, the other girl’s tongue forced to explore her cum-filled asshole, her small, soft member dangling cutely between spread thighs as she rode her lover’s lips. “Yehh… there we go.”

“O-ooh, mmh…” D. Va purred, enjoying the somewhat gentler anal pleasuring after having been so roughly drilled by Odessa’s huge dick. She tucked her legs beneath her to sit on her knees, planting herself completely on Brigitte’s face and reaching down to playfully massage one of the swedish beauty’s tits. Licking her lips, her gaze went to Junker Queen, watching that cock ease in and out of Brigitte’s tight hole, already starting to pick up speed and power – and seeing the way Brigitte squirmed blissfully beneath it, writhing in place, toes curling, shivers running through her hands even as they clasped to D. Va’s thighs, her tongue still exploring the smaller girl’s perky little gaped ass. “Mm, baby, you’re so much more of a butt slut than I’d thought,” she teased, “fuck, look at you take it… if I’d known you were such a switch I’d have shown you my toy collection, we could play together.”

“Don’t think she’s in much position to answah, but I’m lovin’ the spirit,” Odessa leaned forward, reaching out to lay her hand on the side of Hana’s face and pull her in for a long kiss, her thrusting growing faster now, more rough and intense, giving Brigitte the proper stretching and stuffing that she so obviously needed and deserved. “Nnh, she’s tight, too,” the queen continued, “tight as you, and I figured I’d accidentally break a tiny little critter like you.”

“I have more – mmh – experience,” Hana moaned, wincing as Brigitte’s tongue pushed deeper into her. “From the way it’s flopping around right now, you wouldn’t know how well Brigitte uses that fat cock of hers… even if she is a butt slut.”

The gamer girl’s words took a moment to properly marinate and digest, before sparking an idea in the Junker Queen’s mind. “Mm, is that so? Maybe I should put both those claims to the test.” Biting her lip, she glanced down at Brigitte, reaching down to gently fondle that still-hard girldick between her fingers, feeling its thickness and virility, the way her ass clenched down around Odessa’s rod when she was touched. Yeah, maybe it was time to see how Brigitte used her cock.

Brigitte let what sounded like a moan of disappointment as Junker Queen’s cock slid out of her ass, leaving it with a more impressive gape than ever, and Brigitte with a sensation of unfamiliar emptiness – something she could never have fully grasped without first knowing what it truly meant to be filled. Despite her displeased groan, though, she was quickly treated to a new pleasure as Odessa scooted back, then forward, intertwining her legs with Brigitte’s and squishing their hard, glistening girlcocks up against each other. This brought both a pang of excitement, and embarrassment, as it was more clear than ever that Dez boasted at least two more inches on that third leg of hers, if not more, making even Brigitte’s impressive shaft look pointedly shorter and slimmer in contrast. “Unnh…?”

“Don’t worry, you’ll like this,” Dez said with a quick wink, sitting up and reaching out to pluck D. Va off of Brigitte’s face, lifting her by her waist with both hands and drawing a confused squeak from her. Bringing her attention more directly to Hana, her eyes glinted wickedly as she sat the smaller girl between them, her perky little bubble-butt hovering ominously close above the two squashed-together girlcocks. “Let’s see how far that experience gets ya, eh?”

It took a moment, in a nearly fuck-drunk state, for Hana to realize exactly Dez had in mind for her, still tingling from the sensation of her cum-filled ass having been licked clean and, for the most part, tightened back up. It was until she felt herself settled down, felt those two cocks prod up against her butt, and knowing there was only one place they could be heading, that realization – and the bargaining phase – set in. “H-hey, hold on, now, I, uh… I mean, when I said experienced, like… like in a video game, y’know, like, uh….” No, the analogy wasn’t leading anywhere, and it didn’t seem like any sort of protest was going to help her escape her fate. “I really don’t think I can– y-you don’t think I can actually take both of them, do you? I could barely take yours alone, I just don’t have the space in my inventory! There’s no Tetris-ing two dicks into my bu-HUUAHHH…!”

D. Va’s eyes rolled back into her head as she felt Junker Queen’s cock penetrate her again, pushing in a few inches before being joined by its fellow, the tip of Brigitte’s own girldick meeting some intense resistance before finally, inevitably, pushing in alongside. Knees wobbling, Hana reached out with both arms, wrapping one around Brigitte and settling the other on the Junker Queen’s shoulder, settling herself down into an uneasy, uneven squat as she felt both shafts cram themselves simultaneously into her tiny little butt, stretching it into a distended oblong she’d never before experienced. Before she could let out a much needed wail, she was pulled close by Brigitte, locked in a long, needy kiss into which she could vent this sheer excess of sensation… while Dez looked on in absolute delight.

“I’d say that experience is paying off,” she leered, sitting up and thrusting upward, keeping one hand secured to Hana’s waist while the other pawed and grope at one of her cute little tits, completely ignoring the way her tiny penis drooled a thin strand of clear, sticky fluid. “This ass deserves to be pushed to its limits. To show you what ya made of, the kinda woman you are.” Dez licked her lips as she watched the two clumsily make out with each other, felt Brigitte beginning to thrust in tandem with her, her slick, throbbing cock grinding up against Odessa’s own as they both vied for position inside the tight, quivering confines of Hana’s overstuffed asshole.

Breaking the kiss, Brigitte pushed forehead-to-forehead with Hana, panting softly against her lips, allowing herself a weak smile as she pushed up against those slick, velvety walls, relishing the feeling of Junker Queen’s huge dick grinding and pushing up against her own. “Whose the… b-buttslut now, huh…? If I didn’t know any better, from the way you’re tensing up and starting to shake… you’re about to cum again soon, aren’t you?”

“...S-shut up…” D. Va whined through gritted teeth, hanging on for dear life as both cocks began to rocket in and out of her ass faster and faster, bringing her to a height of pleasure she’d never fathomed existed, her slim member reaching full stiffness as she soared along on her journey to a cataclysmic double-anal assgasm.

“At least I never got off from having two cocks in my ass,” Brigitte continued to tease, though she was losing the very same battle, already close to cumming from getting fucked by Dez, now absolutely eager to dump every drop of her cum into Hana’s butt.

For Hana, banter simply wasn’t possible anymore. Her mind was finally absent, her body surrendering to everything it was feeling, even pushing up off the balls of her feet to add more friction to the slick, throbbing cocks in her ass, getting them going faster and faster until she finally let out a shriek to the heavens, echoing throughout the gym as she came again, several thin squirts of cum shooting uselessly across Junker Queen’s abs. “GyYYEAGhhHh…!” Her reward came a moment later, both cocks hilting themselves inside of her, ramming harder and harder before going as deep as they were possibly able, churning out enough hot, ropey pumps of spunk that her ass quickly overloaded, dripping out a little stream of sticky whiteness out of her ruined hole and onto the locker room floor below.

“Hah… not bad at all,” Junker Queen shook the stars from her eyes, taking a moment to compose herself before drawing back, letting her cock slip free of D. Va’s gaped, oozing hole. Tossing a towel to the sticky, crumpled couple, she continued, “Get yaselves cleaned up. And, ah… if you’re evah back down undah, come find me. I could find a lotta use for a couple cute little derrieres like yours.”

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