Sabrina Pt. 04

"That's right. You're going to be my french maid, tonight."

Diana was smiling mischievously, perhaps even cruelly, as she watched little Sabrina nervously disrobe. She slipped into the sleeveless dress, which was fitted to hug her breasts into high, deep cleavage. Below her frilly layered skirt was wide as it orbited her hips. No sort of underwear was provided, and her member was swaying within view between her legs. Lastly she pulled up her sheer black stockings, each with a little white frill that surrounded her lower thigh.

Sabrina's heart quickened as she watched Diana get off her bed. Seeing her make her way towards her, her unsupported breasts and the boldly visible pricks of her nipples jumping against her within her t-shirt, she felt a hot swell of desire. Her eyes wandered downward, and she saw her overloaded panties were sloshing from side to side from the shake of her hips as they struggled to contain her goddess-package. Oh how she loved that!

She whimpered when Diana crushed herself up against her. Their breasts were compacting up towards their chins as the goddess reached around her to tighten the laces at the back of her outfit. Her spine bolted straight as she cinched them uncomfortably tight, practically corsetting her little torso within the dress. Sabrina poutingly looked up to her with an eyelash fluttering gaze while she then fashioned her hair into a bun.

With her successfully transformed into a futanari french maid Diana backed up to admire her. She nodded with approval and chuckled as she sauntered back to her bed. "You can begin. Start by tidying up the floor."

At first there was nothing sexy, nor fun about the tedium of cleaning Diana's room. It was embarrassing how she swayed and jiggled within the impractical outfit, and it was hard to bend forward to do her work. Sabrina was disappointed. Was this really what Marla's and Lucia's rules had amounted to? Would other goddesses start using her to perform their petty labour as well?

She glanced back at Diana, and saw her watching her closely as she worked. Her eyes looked hungry. For her, Sabrina's job was apparently very sexy indeed. Knowing that gave her some needed motivation.

"Now you clean the carpet. There's a handheld carpet cleaner in my closet."

"Okay."

Diana's closet was directly across from her bed, and as Sabrina bent down to pick up the device she heard a licentious giggle. She'd given her a full view from behind.

"You'll have to get on your hands and knees to use it unfortunately. It's all I have. At least the battery is fully charged."

"Uh huh." She turned to her and saw that she was sitting more upright and closer to her by the edge of her bed. Her cock had grown a great deal and had stiffly exited her panties, which it pushed to the side to lie proud between her pale legs.

Feeling provoked by the sight, her cheeks reddened and she felt her own beginning to grow. She turned on the carpet cleaner and dropped to her knees to begin. As she crawled about, trying to concentrate on her work, the image of Diana stayed in her mind, and soon her long tube of flesh was dragging behind her as she went.

She stole another glance at Diana and saw that she was still being watched. The goddess' cock had become fully hardened, and she had her hand lightly placed upon its base, ready to begin stroking its flawless fourteen inches. Sabrina shuddered. Her own was quick to throb into a similar state while her little girlsex wettened in hunger for what she'd seen. It seemed that in Diana's little game of costume roleplay, the visual evidence of each other's excitement only served to catalyze more of such in each of them, like a feedback loop of sexual tension.

As she reached the corner of the room she shifted her position, letting what had become her very hard shaft flick out of its uncomfortable dragging position and snap up against her chest. In doing so she'd flung her first droplets of precum against the wall. Ever watchful, Diana scolded her: "Sabrina! You're supposed to be cleaning this place, not messing it up! From now on I want you to lick any more of that off your dick so it doesn't get on my clean carpet."

"Okay," Sabrina mewed. "I think the carpet is done, anyhow." She got to her feet and looked down as she straightened out her skirt, choosing to ignore the immense horizontal form of her cock jutting out from within it.

"Then dust my desk and shelves. There's a feather duster on the desk."

"Yes, Diana." She headed for the desk, stopping for a moment to tilt her cock up and lick away a gob of precum. The touch of her tongue made it throb faster, and it was getting harder to concentrate.

To perform her next task she had to hold her massive drooling tool in one hand and the feather duster in the other, for every few seconds she would have to look down and lick away the accumulated fluid. She could hear heavy breaths behind her: Diana, also riding the building wave of arousal, had began to play with herself.

When she looked to Diana again she saw that she'd gotten rid of her t-shirt, revealing the divine, feminine perfection of her body to her. She gasped, and her legs crossed as her sex throbbed in hunger for what contrastingly jutted out from her panties, which Diana slowly stroked with one of her slender hands. "You're almost done," she said, her voice now dark and husky. "Just... the shelves."

Biting down on her bottom lip Sabrina hopped towards the shelves and hastily waved the feather duster at them. Her hand, now wet from precum, couldn't be prevented from sliding up and down her baseball-bat like appendage.

Her motions were cut short when she felt Diana's hardness and bare breasts suddenly collide with and lie hot along her back. The taller blonde's two slender arms encircled her from behind and roughly began to fondle her tits through her uniform, while her hips gently rocked, rubbing. "Almost, sweetie," she purred as she trailed kisses down the side of Sabrina's neck. "Keep going."

Sabrina whimpered a high and helpless note, and her legs crossed tighter against each other as her lust dribbled down the inside of her thighs. After a few more hot moments of Diana fondling and rubbing against her the duster was swatted out of her hand. She was spun and tossed onto the bed.

She landed on her side. The goddess stalked forward, smiling at how well her little game was turning out. "You did a good job, Sabrina. Now I'll repay you... by fucking you."

"Yes, please do!" She pulled one of her thighs to her chest and hastily reached down to lift her heavy sac out of the way, revealing her feminine self in its wet, wanting state.

With her length aimed for entry Diana leaned down to place her hand on Sabrina's mons, and she rolled her thumb in circular motions over her clit. The girl moaned hotly and writhed, desperate to be filled. Slowly Diana pushed forward, meeting her folds and parting them gently, then forcing herself inside.

"Unnhh!"

"Tight little Sabrina... ooh that feels good." She was quick to pick up her pace and stir Sabrina's undersized sex into compliance. The smaller blonde in turn writhed in stunned pleasure, absolutely in love with the feel of her goddess parting her.

Though for the most part the creation of Sabrina was a perfect success Lucia hadn't quite nailed one detail of her hybrid physique: her depth. Though she was still more resilient than one she was more like a human in the way that once fully worked in, a goddess of Diana's dimensions still had a large portion of shaft that could not be sunk. Diana didn't seem to mind this at all though, in fact she rather enjoyed having more than her partner could handle.

As she shoved Sabrina's hip, turning her onto her back, it seemed she didn't either mind the much more goddess-like features she also bore, for she then grabbed hold of the petite girl's shockingly even larger cock, steadying its stiff sways, and leaned down to hotly lick away the transparent coating of pre that was drizzling down from its tip. Her lips played over the tense pink head before she dipped lower still to lap up the coating that was gathering within her cleavage. Her hips, meanwhile, remained in motion.

Sabrina wailed with joyful pleasure and hugged Diana's face against her bosom. The goddess groaned a mixture of arousal and frustration, and after a moment pulled away to break out of her grasp and gasp for air. Feeling provoked by her servant's misstep, she began to thrust faster.

"Ahhh!" Sabrina's head fell back.

Diana backed up into a more upright stance, taking Sabrina's cock with her and pointing it skywards. As she continued to savagely buck her hands slid up and down her pre-slicked shaft, while with as much of the enormous tip as she could fit in her mouth she wetly tongued and sucked.

Sabrina's eyes turned back as she moaned garbled noises of ecstasy. It was an overload of pleasure for Diana to fuck her in that merciless manner while giving attention to her cock as well, and it and her sex both began to beat with the threat of release. Sensing this, Diana persisted, smiling proudly as her over-endowed miniature's back arched off the bed in pre-orgasmic tension.

"AAAHH!!"

"Yes, yes, good girl!" Diana sank herself deep and twisted her hips, ravaging Sabrina's g-spot as she spasmed around her. She steadily pumped her hands around her member as it began to jerk and seize. Opalescent splashes of hot cum rushed up out of it to beat against her, coating her neck and upper chest before thickly dripping down the curves of her gorgeously large breasts and onto Sabrina's legs.

When her release began to wane Diana let go of Sabrina's cock, and it snapped back towards her chest. She pulled herself out. The girl laid back, smiling in bliss within the after glow of her climax.

"Sabrina."

"Yes?" She looked down her body towards Diana and saw her massaging her cum into the skin of her torso. Her cock was throbbing angrily, hard and straight and raring to empty itself just as hers had.

"You're still on duty." She slid her hands around to lift her thickly coated breasts. "Clean me up."

Sabrina sat herself up as she crawled onto the bed to hover on her knees over her. Diana's long shaft settled against her shoulder, beating with the promise of a huge load as the girl lifted her breasts to her face. She licked away the mess, occasionally sucking in mouthfuls of beautiful bosom, only to release them with wet pops and giggles of lusty joy, and her cock regained hardness and rose to press up against Diana's crotch.

Once Diana felt she'd been properly cleaned she roughly took hold of Sabrina's head and pulled it away from her chest. With a twist of her hips she pulled her cock into focus, which swayed stiff with its pink tip level with Sabrina's lips. The girl dutifully wrapped her hands around its girth and plunged the end into her mouth.

"Ohh, yes! Good girl." With a hand at the back of her head she held her in place as she began to thrust upwards. Sabrina received the rough mouthfucking without complaint, and after some moments of steady movement and throat clucking noise her good behaviour was rewarded with a burst of hot, translucent precum that rained down out of her overfilled mouth onto Diana's shaft.

Diana let go, and her hips became still. Sabrina stroked the slick fluid onto her tense cockskin while looking up to her. "What would you like me to do now?"

The goddess got up, and with a hand holding her throbbing tool vertical sat down on the bed beside her. "Ride me."

Sabrina rose and stood before her. "Okay..."

Diana frowned as she looked at Sabrina's massive hard-on, which would surely beat down upon her once they took motion in her chosen position. "Hmm. Better spin you in reverse."

The little french maid giggled. For a moment she had to stand on the bed to mount her, but after some careful shifting and balancing she turned her back to Diana and slid down some of that ponderous length. "Mmmmuh! So hard." By that and the rate of her throbs, she could tell Diana was on the verge of eruption.

"Go ahead Sabrina. Finish me off. Make me cum."

"Yes..." Sabrina began to dip and rise. Her cock swayed like a mighty lever, swinging before her tightly packed breasts on each upswing.

"Oh... god damn, you're tight." Diana began to untie the laces along Sabrina's back. She slid her hands in between the fabric and her smooth skin, letting them play over her slender little torso, her fingertips just brushing against the sides of her breasts.

Sabrina moaned her excitement when she felt Diana's throbs quicken. She so wanted to feel the goddess cum inside her, to feel her precious immortal nectar bathe her from in. Her movements quickened, but it wasn't enough for Diana, whose gentle touches within her dress became rough squeezes to her breasts. With them as her handhold she pulled Sabrina towards her as she thrusted up into her descents.

"Oh god yes Sabie, I'm gonna... gonna...!"

Sabrina squealed in pain and pleasure. Diana was going wild beneath her with a force that felt like it could break her! Her movements were unceasing even once the molten heat of her seed boiled out within her, triggering a cry of joy from the smaller blonde. With each thrust it was displaced and splashed onto the ground ahead of them.

"Unnhhh god!" Diana lifted Sabrina off her jolting rod and dumped her on her back on the bed, and ropes of cum were repeatedly strewn around them until she reinserted herself, making a dreadful mess. She resumed her thrusts in missionary, steadily pumping Sabrina full with her continued release.

"Oh, oh Diana!"

Sabrina's gasps were silenced by a smouldering kiss, which she returned in impassioned gratitude. It was absolute heaven for the goddess to show her such deep affection while finishing within her. Sabrina's arms and legs encircled her - she never wanted to let go.

Diana's thrusts slowed and eventually stopped, though still their tongues lashed against each other. Still she throbbed and filled Sabrina with liquid heat.

When finally her climax concluded their kiss ended as well, as quickly as it had began, and she pulled back to look at Sabrina's face: the face of a little sister. As Sabrina saw the passion in those emerald eyes disappear her heart sank. The goddess held no love for her, and seemed emotionless as she pulled herself free and stepped away from the bed.

"That was really good. Let me get you a towel."

"Yes... it was."

There was some shuffling in the ensuite bathroom, and eventually Diana returned with a bath towel, already half soiled from cleaning herself off. She tossed it into Sabrina's lap and flopped onto the opposite end of the bed.

"You're going to have to clean this place up again, obviously."

"Oh come on Diana!"

"Mhmm."

***

"So she treated you basically the same way you treat me?"

Sabrina hammered a little fist against Paul's bare chest. "What? No! Well... sort of actually, I guess." She shifted slightly, getting more comfortable beneath his bedsheets. "But it's different. I like you a lot more than they liked me. You're my real boyfriend. They just wanted sex, nothing more."

"Okay, thanks. But again, you're going into way too much detail about the sex, and not answering any questions for me."

Sabrina nodded, "right yeah. I do get carried away with those parts. They're the best ones! So anyway, the next morning..."

***

Sabrina shut the door behind her very gently, not wanting to wake Diana up. She tended to sleep in. She would have liked to do the same, but the rumble in her tummy had awoken her bright and early with the sunrise.

She was starving. Heavy sex was a drain on her body, often leaving her ravenous with hunger. It was one of the strange quirks of living as a hybrid, whose physiology wasn't quite as well tuned as that of goddesses for the massive ejection of calories that concluded each session. She was headed for the cafeteria.

Once her plate was filled with her usual breakfast - a literal smorgasbord of eggs, pancakes, bacon strips, buttered toast and ham slices, she took a seat at a table and began to feast.

As she chewed on a mouthful of bacon she saw Lucia across the room, entering the cafeteria for her own morning meal. The result of the time she and Sibyl had been spending together was well apparent, for she was in her third trimester with another baby. She was at the stage where every motion was an act of labor under the burden of her swollen belly.

"Hi Sabie," Lucia said as she seated herself across from her young creation. Her eyes flitted down to the feast of carbs and protein which Sabrina had been hungrily plowing through. "Long night?"

"Mhmm," she murmured through a mouthful of pancake. Her own eyes lowered to Lucia's belly, and she swallowed. "How are you doing?"

"Fine, thank you." Seeing where her gaze had fallen she gave her belly a gentle pat. "Any day now."

Sabrina nodded. She thought back to the newborn Julie had shown her the previous night in the hallway. What was her name... Jen? Jenessa? "Wow."

"Uh huh." Lucia sipped her cup of herbal tea. "And then maybe I can switch back to coffee."

Sabrina nodded again, still staring. The awe she'd felt with Julie was returning. What about babies amazed her so? They were so tiny... yet they were destined to grow into fantastic, immortal creatures like Lucia, Diana, Marla and all the rest. And then they would spend eternity creating more of the same, and on and on. It was actually quite incredible to think about.

She had never been a baby. Her body was grown in Lucia's lab over a couple of days, and her first memories were of herself just as fully developed as she was at that moment. She would never contribute to the creation of them either; by design she couldn't. A frown started to form on her face.

Not only was she completely removed from that amazing cycle of life... she was actually standing in its way, as a no-strings-attached alternative to procreation for the goddesses. That was why Marla and Lucia had begun imposing limitations on her. It was something she'd always known, but the underlying meaning of the situation had finally become clear to her. It was the mission of the goddesses to reproduce, and every time they did it was a miracle. Her very existence within their compound was to the detriment of those miracles.

"Hey, Sabie? Are you okay? Did something happen to you?"

"Oh, um, no," Sabrina said. She began to blush. "I'm just starting to realize things, I guess."

"Oh? Things like what?"

She shrugged. "Just... things..."

"Growing can be painful. And you have plenty of that to do. Well, internal growth, I mean."

"I know."

Lucia smiled. "Okay. So why the pouty face, cutie?"

"I... I think. I think..." The words forming in her mouth had no time for her mind to test them, and in front of her creator a life changing decision was taking form. "I think I need to leave."

For a moment Lucia just blinked at her. She nodded, then looked down at her breakfast, which she began to nervously poke with her fork. There was a tense moment of silence.

"I figured you would decide that eventually. It was... inevitable. Your role here... it doesn't make that much sense any more, does it?"

Sabrina shook her head.

"So you're going to go out into the real world, then."

"Yes. I guess so. Will I be okay?"

"I think you'll be fine. You're almost as intelligent as the rest of us; you've got enough tools at your disposal to figure out the world of humans. Just like my baby will."

"And maybe someone out there will love me."

Lucia started to stutter, again growing uneasy at their conversation. That Sabrina had become so lonely was something she'd noticed, but chose to avoid acknowledging. It was too early for such heavy talk! "I-I think so. There are definitely people who could love you. Many."