Big Johnson Trucking Ch. 04

After getting it all unloaded and the food put away, they all, Shannon was done by then, convened in the kitchen. "So," Brittany started, "what should we do for our illustrious delivery driver? I'm thinking a pic of our tits." She grinned wickedly.

Kayla gasped. "What!? Are you serious!?"

Felicity giggled and cupped her tiny, almost nonexistent tits. "I've certainly flashed my share of truckers back in the day. I'm game."

"Truckers do like tits." Shannon chimed in, grinning. "No matter the size." She winked and pinched one of Felicity's nipples.

The three of them looked at Kayla. She rolled her eyes. "Ugh! Fine. It's not like we're ever going to see him again, anyway."

Brittany squealed excitedly and got her phone out and placed it on the counter. As the others pulled their shirts up, she lined up the shot. She set the timer, then rushed back to the others as she pulled her own shirt up. She posed, right leg straight up in the air as she pulled her panties aside right as the camera flashed, exposing her pussy in all its glory.

Kayla went to look and upon seeing the picture, her eyes went wide as she stared at Brittany. Then she grinned. "You little slut!" She giggled. Brittany grinned. They all moved behind her to look. Brittany was on the left. Next to her was Felicity, hands on her hips and a big smile on her face. Then there was Kayla, hands clasped behind her back, chest puffed out. And finally, Shannon was on the other end. She had a seductive look on her face as she bit her bottom lip.

Brittany grabbed the phone. "That's perfect. I'll get it printed out and put it on the back of the trailer."

"Perfect, and fucking hot. I want one, too! Hey, anybody have any money?" Shannon asked. "I'm sure he's going to drool over that picture for weeks, but I'd like to give him something that will actually help him, as well. I've got about a hundred in my purse." They all rifled through their purses and wallets and ended up with close to three hundred dollars. Then, after Brittany printed out the picture, they wrote him a nice brief note thanking him for bringing them the supplies they needed to survive and wishing him a wonderful day. They stuffed the note and the picture inside an envelope. Then they all donned lipstick and placed four pairs of kissy lips on the outside of the envelope and sprayed it with a light mist of perfume.

Felicity opted to bang on the bulkhead after they cleaned the trailer out. She heard a muffled, "Damn, that was quicker than I expected." She giggled as she walked back to the dock and closed the dock door after placing the envelope on the trailer floor. They waited, listening as they heard the truck start up. After the driver got hooked back up and pulled out, they all smiled as they heard him say, "What's this?" They heard the envelope being opened and a pause. "Aww, that's so sweet ladies, thank y-HOLY SHIT!!" The girls dissolved into fits of laughter as they assumed he found the picture. "Ladies." They heard him say. "Thank you. Seriously. I'll cherish the picture forever, but the money is the real blessing. Thank you." They could hear the appreciation in his voice.

"You're welcome," they all replied seductively, in unison.

The man just chuckled and finished his work.

As they walked back into the house, Kayla piped up. "Is anyone else slightly more aroused at the idea that he's gonna be choking his chicken tonight at the sight of our tits?"

"I've been trying not to think about or do anything that even remotely involves my pussy," Felicity said, almost whining. "That includes peeing. Just wiping up after that causes me to almost orgasm. It's absolutely maddening!"

"I know what you mean," Brittany added. "I have to close my eyes and take a few deep breaths to calm down before even standing up."

Shannon went and heated some pizza. "I have yet to be able to resist," Shannon whispered.

Kayla put an arm around her. "That doesn't mean you're weak." She kissed the platinum blonde doctor on the cheek.

"Now I don't feel so bad when I do succumb to temptation and frig myself on the toilet," Brittany said, embarrassed.

"Okay, we seriously need to stop talking about it or I'm going to squirt all over this kitchen floor!" Felicity whined.

Shannon changed the subject. "We need to try to get Jasmine to eat. Kayla, try not to freak out again when you see her, okay?"

Kayla nodded, afraid again. "I'll try."

"Good girl." Shannon touched her cheek, tenderly rubbed a thumb across her lips, and then walked out of the kitchen, the others following.

They got to Jasmine's room, and all filed in. She was asleep on her side, facing them. Kayla's eyes went wide as her gaze locked on Jasmine's ears. They seemed to be slowly traveling up the side of her head. They were about forehead height now and started to grow to points at the tips. They also seemed to have reddish-brown peach fuzz growing all over them. She couldn't help but notice the scratch marks on the side of her face where her ears would normally be. Shannon stroked her cheek softly. "Jasmine," she cooed. "Time to wake up, baby girl. You need to eat something."

"Mmmmm," Jasmine moaned as her eyes fluttered open. Her smile went wide as she took in the girls surrounding her bed. "Mmmm, my sisters." She looked confused for a moment. "But where are the other two?" She looked at Shannon in confusion.

Shannon looked hesitantly back at the others. "They'll be along soon, honey. For now, you need to eat." She pointed to the plate of veggie pizza."

Jasmine scrunched up her nose as she sat up slowly and placed her hands in her lap. "No meat?" she asked, hopeful, eyes looking from one girl to the other.

"But you're a vegetarian," Kayla replied, softly.

Jasmine's face bunched up in confusion. "I... am?" They all nodded.

Her eyes turned hopeful again, almost pleading, as they locked with Shannon's and she grabbed her gently by the forearm. Shannon noticed that her fingernails were slowly turning into claws. "But I don't have to be, right?" She turned her hopeful gaze on the others in turn. "I can eat meat if I want to, right?"

Brittany smiled and nodded. "We just got a shit-ton of food in. How does a nice, juicy steak sound?"

Jasmine squealed with delight and leaped out of bed to wrap the ebony beauty in a hug. Kayla about fainted when she beheld Jasmine's tail growing out the top of her ass crack. It was about two feet long and had the same reddish-brown peach fuzz growing on it. She tentatively reached out to touch it, but Felicity slapped her hand away discreetly. Kayla's eyes flashed towards the brunette nurse, but Felicity was shaking her head with her hands up in a gesture of surrender. [I'll explain later,] she mouthed. Kayla sighed and nodded as they all headed back to the kitchen.

On their way back to the kitchen, Felicity held Kayla back. "I'm sorry, but I know how sensitive she is about her tail. I accidentally touched it while we were carrying her back to her room and she woke up long enough to take a swipe at me."

Kayla nodded and gulped. "Glad you stopped me, then. Wouldn't want to get raked by those claws."

"Claws?" Felicity asked.

Kayla looked at her. "You didn't see the claws growing from her fingernails?"

Felicity blanched and shook her head. "Glad she didn't get me, then." They continued their slow walk down the hallway arm in arm when Felicity spoke again. "So, what do you think? Fox or cat?" Kayla looked at her, brow wrinkled in confusion. "Oh, come on. You can't be that wrapped up in booze that you don't know about monster girls!"

Kayla's eyes went wide as she stopped mid-stride. "You think that's what's happening!?"

"Well, the evidence so far is pretty clear. The only things changing on her body are her ears, hands, and she's growing a tail." Felicity thought for a second. "Come to think of it, I think she's gotten just a smidge taller as well. But, yeah. I'm pretty sure that's what's happening."

Kayla looked somewhat relieved. "Well, at least we have some idea of what's going on now."

"So, what do you think?" Felicity asked again.

"Oh. Definitely Fox," Kayla answered.

"What makes you say that?" Felicity asked.

Kayla shrugged. "The color of the fur growing on her ears and tail. I've never seen a cat with that color. Only foxes."

"And if you had a choice?" Felicity asked.

"Cat," Kayla answered without hesitation. "You?"

Felicity thought about it for a minute. "Red Panda."

Kayla cocked an eyebrow. "China's version of our trash panda, huh? They are adorable, I'll admit."

"I KNOW!!!" Felicity gushed. "With their cute little masked faces and ringed tails. They're so cute!!"

They walked into the kitchen when they smelled the aroma of meat cooking. Jasmine was sitting on a barstool chatting with Brittany and Shannon, but started when Felicity wrapped her arms around her from behind and kissed her cheek. Kayla came around front after the nurse released her and wrapped her arms around Jasmine's neck and kissed her passionately on the lips, darting her tongue in and out of the girl's mouth. They both moaned before Kayla released her with a blush, but Jasmine latched on to her hips and pulled her back in. "Mmmm. I want more of that!"

Before she could lock her lips back onto Kayla's, however, Brittany slid a juicy rare steak in front of her. She looked from Kayla to the steak and licked her lips; from the steak to Kayla and licked her lips again; from Kayla to the steak; the steak won out, though. She reluctantly released Kayla and grabbed the plate. Brittany gave her a fork and knife as she was about to bite into the meat. She took the utensils hesitantly but quickly started obliterating the meat. She sawed a piece of meat and stuffed it in her mouth and moaned in ecstasy as she chewed.

Her hips began to rock back and forth slightly, and Kayla couldn't help but look down at her perfect, shaved pussy. The barstool quickly became slick with her juices, and Kayla, not totally realizing what she was doing, knelt down in front of her as she ate. Her pussy was at the perfect height for Kayla, and she grabbed her hips and pulled her to the edge of the barstool before diving in and licking Jasmine's pussy all over to clean up her juices. She relished in the taste. She'd never tasted another woman before and wondered why in the hell it took her this long to sum up the courage to do so. Jasmine tasted heavenly, and she moaned into the girl's pussy as she licked it from hole to clit and back again. Juices kept pouring out of the freckled beauty as Kayla continued licking them up and devouring her.

Jasmine moaned loudly from the table with a mouthful of food. "Ohhh God, Kayla. Soooo good." Kayla continued licking and sucking on Jasmine's pussy as Jasmine tried to finish her steak. She succeeded, but it took a lot longer than expected because of Kayla. "Oh god!" Jasmine finally moaned, gripping the edge of the island as her hips began grinding on Kayla's face, all thoughts of steak gone as Kayla's tongue slipped inside of Jasmine's hole and started grinding on that rough patch at the top of her tunnel. Jasmine locked up as she threw her head back in a silent scream. She didn't make a sound as her body began to spasm in rapturous ecstasy. Her fingernails dug into the wood of the countertop and carved neat grooves in the edges.

Kayla's face and hair were now soaked in Jasmine's cum as she squirted all over the blonde bartender. Jasmine began to breathe again, taking gulping breaths of precious oxygen between words as her orgasm began to slowly subside. "OHH!! MY!! GOD!! OHH! AHHH!! FUCK!!" She collapsed on the surface of the island, head on her now folded arms as she continued panting. Kayla finished by licking the freckled beauty's pussy clean, and Jasmine jerked involuntarily as Kayla suckled on her clit and pulled back.

Kayla slowly kissed up Jasmine's panting belly to her heaving breasts, where she took each nipple in her mouth, one after the other, and sucked on it for a second, rolling her tongue around it, before moving upwards. Kayla licked the center cleft of Jasmine's collarbone as Jasmine sat upright to allow her access. She then licked up her chin before thrusting her tongue in Jasmine's mouth and kissing her like they were the only two women in the world, grinding her hips against the redhead and wrapping her arms around her to hold her steady.

Kayla ended the kiss slowly and pulled back, looking deeply into Jasmine's eyes. Jasmine's breath hitched at the love she saw in those eyes. Her own eyes teared up at the raw, naked desire she saw in those eyes. Her heart swelled at the unmitigated devotion she saw in those eyes. Kayla's forehead touched Jasmine's and moved softly side to side as she whispered. "I want you. I need you. I love you. I love our Master. Deeply. But I love you just as much." Tears began trailing down her cheeks as she continued in a hoarse whisper. "And I'm terrified of this transformation you're going through. I'm scared shitless for you. And I can't help but be scared for me, as well."

"Shhh," Jasmine whispered as she put a finger to the blonde bartender's lips. She reached around Kayla and grabbed a hand towel and began gingerly wiping her face and head clean. "I know you're scared," she said in a whisper. "We all are. But remember, we're here for each other. Nothing is going to happen to us as long as we're together." She kissed Kayla's lips again, then pulled back to look into her eyes. "I love you, too, you know?" She smiled warmly at Kayla.

Kayla saw in that smile a bit of the old Jasmine and smiled back. Then she scrunched up her nose. "Is something burning?" She turned her head to see the other women staring at her with a mix of awe, shock, and, most evidently, desire.

Brittany jumped at Kayla's question. "SHIT!!" She frantically pulled the pan off the burner as she rushed to the sink and dumped the charred lump of what used to be a steak in the sink and turned on the water. "Well, I was gonna start dinner early, but somebody had to go a make a fucking distractingly erotic spectacle of herself." She grinned at Kayla, who blushed to her roots. "New rule. No more sex while cooking is being done." She winked at Kayla, who, surprisingly, winked back.

Jasmine stood and released Kayla as she started rubbing her pussy. "He's calling," she simply said.

"When is it my turn?" Kayla whined. "It's supposed to be my turn."

Jasmine cupped her cheek gently. "I assume when my transformation is complete. Then, yours will begin." She smiled at Kayla, a bit of excitement in her eyes. Then she turned and started for the door, still rubbing her pussy as she walked.

"Jaz?" Shannon called.

Jasmine halted and turned, an annoyed look on her face at being kept from her Master. "What is it?" she asked gruffly. "He's waiting."

"Do you still have your IUD?" Shannon asked.

Jasmine spread her legs a bit and thrust two fingers deep into her pussy. Her eyes closed and her head rolled back as she moaned. "MMMMMmmm, yup. Still there," she replied seductively, before licking her fingers clean with a wink and walking out the door.

"We'll come take care of you in a minute!" Shannon called after her, shaking her head. "Insatiable," she muttered. She looked at the rest of the ladies. "Come on, Sexy Legs. We gotta get started on the testing."

Before Felicity could move, however, the doorbell rang. "Who the hell could that be?" Shannon asked. Brittany stayed back to get started on dinner, but the other three girls rushed to the front door. They flipped the camera on to see two women, one tall, one shorter, on the front porch. They both had fairly large backpacks on their shoulders.

The taller one had long, blue hair the color of blueberries, obviously dyed, with a smidge of strawberry blonde showing at the roots. She had a narrow face with slightly inset dark blue eyes set above a sloped nose and full, luscious lips. She had a gymnast's body with curves that ran for days. She had on a tight, white tank top and no bra and her moderately sized breasts were almost busting through the fabric. Her small, insanely dark nipples were in stark contrast to her almost albino-like white skin. Her narrow waist sloped outwards to accentuate wide hips covered by a pair of Daisy Duke jean shorts so short that even Daisy would hesitate to wear them. All of this rested atop long, highly toned legs.

The shorter girl was obviously of Latin descent. Dark, tanned skin stretched across her supple frame. Jet black hair fell down behind a heart-shaped face and beautiful brown eyes the color of dark chocolate. A petite nose, slightly upturned, rested above thin, pert lips painted as black as her hair. She had on a black tank top and it was evident that she didn't wear a bra either, but she didn't really need one. Her breasts were only slightly bigger than Jasmine's. Her nipples were large and perky. She had a slim body with narrow hips covered by a skin-tight leather miniskirt and average, yet supple, legs. Shannon noticed the two women squirming, almost as if they had to pee. She also couldn't help but notice that it wasn't that cold outside, so the women's nipples shouldn't be as hard as they were.

"Uh, two questions, ladies. First, how the hell did you get in here? And second, how can we help you?" Kayla asked, hesitantly.

"Kayla?" the Latina asked.

"TABITHA!?" the three women exclaimed in unison, astonished.

"Uh, yeah," she answered. "Can we come in?"

Felicity held up a finger to the others, a devious smile on her face. "Does mommy know you're here?" she teased.

Tabitha sighed. "No. And even if she did, it's none of her damn business!" she said hotly.

"Ohh. Feisty!" Felicity replied. "Well, even if she doesn't know, if we let you in, she'll definitely know when she sees her darling little girl bouncing up and down on Master's rock-hard cock."

The two women outside squirmed even more, confirming Shannon's suspicions. "Enough teasing, please?" Rose pleaded. "Can we come in? Please?" Her eyes were as round and vulnerable as a cat's begging for treats.

Shannon unlocked the door and stood in the doorway, looking at the two women. "You have to pay a toll first." She arched an eyebrow.

"What toll?" Rose asked, frustrated. "Are you a fucking bridge troll or something?"

"If I am, I'm the sexiest troll you'll ever see," Shannon sneered, teasing. "Now, the toll is to kiss every woman in this house, with tongue, for no less than ten seconds. Only then, do you get to taste our Master's cock." She grinned wickedly.

"Fine by me." Tabitha shrugged. "I'm bi."

"Never would have pegged you," Kayla said. "Does your mom know?" she asked, genuinely curious.

"Nope," she answered pointedly. "Guess the cat will be out of the bag soon, though, huh?"

Kayla shrugged. "Guess so. Rose?"

Rose fidgeted. "I'm not bi. I'm not even a lesbian."

"And I'm not budging," Shannon said matter-of-factly. "Because every woman in this house, except for Brittany so far but she'll be there soon, has tasted another woman's pussy. "It's inevitable with what Master is doing to us. So make your choice. Kiss and enter, or not kiss and be miserable for the rest of your existence."

"I didn't say I wouldn't do it," Rose faltered. "Just that I've never done it before."

"If it makes you feel any better, neither have I," Kayla reassured her. "I've always been straight. Seen plenty of naked women and not once have I ever been turned on by the sight. That is, until I got here. Now I can't seem to get turned off." She blushed to her roots.

"O-okay." Rose stammered. "I'll do it." She moved to Shannon. "Can I kiss Kayla first?" Her heart was hammering in her chest. Shannon smiled and moved aside to let the blue-haired bombshell through.

Kayla smiled warmly as she opened her arms. "It'll be fine, I promise."