The Boobit Chapter One: An Unexpected Orgy By DeannaTroi This is a work of fiction that contains material of a sexual nature and should not be read by anyone under the age of 18. All characters in sexual situations are 18 or over. Most of the characters in this story are the creation and property of Mr. X. See the Prologue for a full list. You can send any feedback to: troi@hotmail.com * There once was a boobit who lived in an apartment. Not a dirty, smelly apartment with cockroaches and rats, but a luxurious penthouse apartment with a rooftop pool and a great view of the city. This apartment belonged to the boobit called Flag Girl. Now, you might think that is a rather silly name, but surely it is no worse than Baggins, Brandybuck, Boffin, Bolger, Bracegirdle and Proudfoot is it? Flag Girl was suntanning naked on the roof beside her private pool when the sorceress appeared out of thin air in front of her. "Good Morning," said Flag Girl, not bothering to try and cover herself as she raised her two thousand dollar mirrored black sunglasses to get a better look at the woman standing in front of her. What she saw was a busty, dark haired woman with skin coloring that could be either middle eastern or Latin American. She was skimpily dressed to show off all her curves and she held a staff with a skull at one end of it. "Hey nice body you got there blondie," said the skull staff. "Oh be quiet you lecherous thing," admonished the woman holding it. As she regarded Flag Girl for a few seconds. The young blonde boobit could feel the woman's eyes sweep over her naked body, lingering at her large, firm young breasts and her pussy with its little neatly trimmed patch of blonde hair. "The damn staff is not wrong," she muttered and gave her head a shake. "When you say good morning, what do you mean by that? Do you wish it to be a good morning? Do you wish me in particular to have a good morning whether I want to or not? Do you mean it is a morning to be good in?" "However you want to take it," replied Flag Girl. "You look familiar though, but I can't quite put a name to the boobs." "My name is Hexanna," proclaimed the sorceress. "Not the sorceress of legend?" squealed Flag Girl. "The one who defeated Nightmare Witch? The one who wields a magic staff with a skull on the end that swallowed thousands of souls over the centuries?" "You really aren't that bright are you kid? Snickered the staff. "I mean, your bust size is clearly bigger than your IQ, but that's ok because I like them dumb." "Will you shut the fuck up?" Hexanna said, glaring at the staff. "Sorry about that," she told Flag Girl. "Now where were we? Oh yes, I am that famous sorceress Hexanna and I do pretty good fireworks too." "Don't forget about being dynamite in bed," put in the staff. "Are you really good in bed?" asked Flag Girl with interest. "You will have to judge for yourself," said Hexanna as she dropped the staff on the ground with a clatter, pushed Flag Girl onto her back on the lounger and crawled on top of the naked teen. "I hope you don't mind an age difference of a couple thousand years dear," and the sorceress captured Flag Girl's lips in a kiss that soon involved a lot of tongue and sharing of saliva. "Not at all," gasped Flag Girl when Hexanna broke the kiss. She watched the darkhaired woman stand up and strip off her skimpy costume with practiced ease and once more lie down on top of the blonde, grinding their naked bodies together in a sensual massage of tits and pussies. Hexanna'sHands roamed over Flag Girl's nubile young body, playing with her breasts and then sliding between her legs to rub her clit. "Hey what about me?" complained the skull staff from somewhere around ground level. "I hope you don't mind," said Hexanna leaning down to pick up the staff. "He gets so cranky when he is left out." Flag Girl wasn't sure what the sorceress was intending, but she found out a few moments later as the dark haired woman parted her legs and then slipped the end of the skull staff into her pussy like a dildo. The polished wood or bone or whatever the staff was made of slipped easily into her now very wet cunt and while it was odd, it also felt rather good and so Flag girl just lay back and enjoyed the sensation. "Oh fuck this feels nice," moaned the staff as Hexanna continued to slide it in and out of the teen twat. Flag Girl had to agree about how nice it felt and somehow, Hexanna maneuvered herself to sit on the blonde's face while continuing to fuck her with the staff. Flag Girl never hesitated for a second and quickly stuck out her tongue to lick the glistening pussy that had been presented to her. Soon, Hexanna's moans of pleasure Joined those of the staff and the blonde teen. "Mmmm, that's it dear, suck on my clit," gasped Hexanna as she increased the pace at which she was driving the staff in and out of Flag Girl's pussy. Flag Girl was never sure who came first. All she remembered afterwards was the delicious orgasm as her pussy convulsed and squeezed the staff tightly while Hexanna gave a banshee cry above her and squirted her honey all over Flag Girl's face. As an additional surprise bonus, Flag Girl was certain she felt the staff cumming and indeed when Hexanna pulled the thing from her pussy, a river of white goo leaked from between her netherlips. "You know in all the fun, I don't think you ever told me why you came to see me," said Flag Girl some minutes later when she could speak again. "Oh yes, I almost forgot," said Hexanna as she stood up and looked around for her discarded costume. "I need a whore to go on an adventure." "Oh, I wouldn't be any good at that," said Flag Girl hastily. "Well, you seem to be pretty adept at the whoring part," replied Hexanna with a glance at the cum leaking from Flag Girls pussy and her still wet face and hair. "I, I've got to go shower and clean up," said Flag Girl as she dashed for the elevator door to her penthouse apartment. After the blonde had disappeared indoors, Hexanna took her staff and made a mark on the elevator door with it. Then with a laugh and a snap of her fingers, the sorceress vanished. * By the next morning Flag Girl had forgot all about the visit of the strange sorceress and her hints of whorish adventures when she heard the sound of the elevator, followed by the ringing of her doorbell. She was still rather sleepy, having stayed up late to play with her favourite dildo and was wearing only a mostly see through negligee when she answered the door. On opening the door, she saw a gorgeous black woman in a rather revealing purple outfit. "Er, can I help you?" she asked. "Lady Midnight at your service," said the woman with a bow as she stepped into the apartment as if she were expected. "I seem to be the first to arrive," she said, "which brings to mind the old saying about the early bird getting the goodies." As she had been speaking, the woman's eyes had devoured Flag Girls nubile body and now she drew the blonde in for a long, deep kiss. Flag Girl was rather flustered. She had quite enjoyed the kiss and the feel of Lady Midnight's warm, soft body pressed against her own nearly naked body, but that bit about being the first to arrive had disconcerted her. Still, she was a boobit and manners were manners after all. Hospitality was very important to Boobits and so she managed finally the standard reply of, "and at your service," and offered her guest tea and something to eat. "I would rather taste your pussy," replied Lady Midnight, "but the others will be along shortly and there should be time enough for that then. For now, some tea and maybe some oreos will suffice. I do love some white creamy filling between chocolate biscuits," she said with a wink. "Others?" stammered Flag Girl, her thoughts in turmoil as she hurried to the kitchen to make tea and check her cupboards for food. It was probably a good thing that with the weekend coming up that she had stocked up on treats via Uber Eats. She had just put a cup of tea and a bag of cookies in front of her unexpected guest when the doorbell rang again. Hurrying off, Flag Girl flung open the door to find two buxom women in skimpy outfits standing there. "Got Gal at your service," said a blonde who made a deep bow that popped a large boob out of her lowcut top. "Got Chic likewise," said a young black teen who outdid the blonde by popping both boobs with her bow. "Er, and at your service as well," managed a stunned Flag Girl who drooled a little at the sight of those exposed tits. The two new heroines sauntered in to the apartment as if they owned it and waved to Lady Midnight at the table before joining her. "mmm, looks like we have the other chocolate biscuit for our special oreo cookie," grinned Lady Midnight as she looked at Got Chic and then back to Flag Girl. The blonde blushed a bit and hurried off to find more tea and food. She had barely time to put two cups of tea on the table and a package of mini donuts when the doorbell rang again. This time there was a trio of young women in revealing costumes lounging outside Flag Girl's door. "Amazing Babe at your service," said a stunning blonde in a red, white and blue costume that barely covered her large breasts and pussy. The blonde didn't bother to bow, but simply flipped up her top to flash her impressive rack at Flag Girl in greeting. "Azure Angel at your service," giggled a very busty Asian woman who like Amazing Babe flashed her tits at the staring blonde. "Shield at your service and I'm sorry about these two dweebs," said a red haired woman carrying a self explanatory shield on one arm. Flag Girl was speechless, both in surprise at yet more unexpected guests and the size of the boobs she had been shown. She managed to get the trio settled with coffee and bagels just as the damn doorbell rang for the fourth time. This time there was against statistical probability, a quartet of blondes. Two were dressed in green costumes, one a definite MILF and the other a teen about Flag Girl's own age. The other two were between the green clad pair, with the older of the two having a most impressive set of breasts trying to burst their way through her skimpy top. To be fair though, thought Flag Girl, all of them were at least a D cup. "Green Spectre at your service," said the MILF in the green costume with the impractical fishnet stockings. "Spectre Girl at your service," gushed the younger green clad girl who gave Flag Girl a hug. "I'm sure we will become besties." "Champion Girl, at your service," said the younger of the two mismatched blondes with a quick smile. "Omega Woman at your service," said the older blonde whose tits were almost mesmerizing Flag Girl as they jiggled and bounced in the woman's tight top. It was more coffee, tea and a hot chocolate for Spectre Girl along with a dozen assorted donuts before the doorbell rang for the fifth time. A slightly exasperated Flag Girl ripped open the door so quickly that the trio leaning against the door fell inside in a tangle of arms, legs and boobs. When it was all sorted out, there were two more blondes and one brunette. "Power Lass at your service," said a short haired blonde with a set of boobs that might just rival Omega Woman's for their size and rather nicely displayed in a keyhole top. "Jungle Babe at your service," purred the second blonde in a animal fur bikini who pressed her body and lips briefly against Flag Girl with a promise of more to come. "Ms. Americana at your service," said the brunette somewhat stiffly as she felt her dignity as the premier superheroine of Delta City had been rather abused by the tumble to the floor with the pair of blondes. Flag Girl thought there was something familiar about Ms. Americana, but she didn't think she had ever met her before. Surely she would have remembered someone with the largest set of tits of all her guests and how little her red, white and blue bikini covered them. "Ah, it looks like everyone is here," said a familiar voice and when Flag Girl looked around Ms. Americana's imposing figure, she saw the sorceress Hexanna. Flag Girl apologized profusely to Ms. Americana for the mishap and the dark haired woman unbent a little with an offer of coffee, lobster and some caviar as the latest arrivals joined the others at Flag Girl's table which luckily was large enough to seat this throng. Once all the heroines had satisfied their hunger, they turned their attention to discussing the reason why they were gathered there. "Our headquarters have been taken over by the Dragon Queen and we need help from a qualified whore to try and reclaim it." At this Hexanna and the thirteen heroines all turned to look directly at Flag Girl. "But, I'm not a whore," she protested. "I am a simple Boobit." The others all looked around at the luxurious penthouse apartment. "This is simple?" asked Shield. "Well of course," replied Flag Girl. "There isn't room on the roof for the tennis court I wanted once the swimming pool was installed. I also only have five bedrooms and six bathrooms. Don't get me started on the lack of closet space. Do you know how much room it takes to store a designer dress properly?" "It is indeed a rough life you lead," agreed Champion Girl. "I don't know how you manage it." "It is a trial," acknowledged Flag Girl. "So, you see I am just not the kind of person you need for your adventure." "Actually, you look exactly like what we need," said Azure Angel as she studied the teen's lush body so clearly visible under the semi-transparent garment she was currently wearing. "Yes, she is perfect," agreed Hexanna. "I picked her and I don't make mistakes." "Er, what about the time you used the wrong spell and conjured up that demon with the eighteen inch cock that raped you for a week?" asked Spectre Girl. "You only escaped when it dropped dead of a heart attack with its cock down your throat. I heard it took three paramedics to pull it out." "That wasn't a mistake, that was research," replied Hexanna loftily. "Ok, but what about the time you went into that pyramid in search of some magical artifact and were captured by that creature with two cocks who fucked your ass and pussy at the same time for days?" asked Jungle Babe. "I heard it was dehydration that got him from cumming so many times, but he died with a huge smile on his face." "More research," snapped Hexanna. "Yeah, then what about the time the museum asked you to research the mystical powers of that fertility statue and it came to life and …," began Power lass. "Look, let's just concentrate on the present, shall we?" interrupted Hexanna. "I say Flag Girl is just the whore we need and that can be easily proved." "How should we do that?" asked Omega Woman. "Well, I assume, you all brought your instruments with you," said Hexanna. "But, I play the piano," whined Spectre Girl. "It's not easy bringing a piano with you." Hexanna rolled her eyes. "Your other instrument," she said with a wink. "You know, the special elf made ones you all have." "Oh yeah that," said Spectre girl and she produced a green strap-on dildo from somewhere. "How about the rest of you?" inquired Hexanna looking around the table. One by one, the other heroines produced strap-ons of different sizes and colours. They all turned to look at Flag Girl. "Now wait, just a second," protested Flag Girl as she was lifted up by Got Gal and Got Chic who carried her into the master bedroom with the rest of the heroes following close behind. Clothes were soon discarded and then there were fifteen naked women on the empress sized bed and jockeying for position between Flag Girl's spread legs. "I get to go first due to my age and seniority," proclaimed Ms. Americana who had produced a very lifelike strap-on. The other heroines protested that this wasn't fair, but there was no gainsaying the dark haired beauty and with a smirk, Ms. Americana sank her fake cock to the hilt in Flag Girl's dripping pussy. "Oh, I think we found the whore we need," said Ms. Americana as she began to pump her cock in and out of Flag Girl. "Her cunt was so wet, I slid into her like a hot knife through butter and listen to her moan." "I'm starting to be convinced," agreed Lady Midnight who was sucking on one of Flag Girl's nipples. "Me too," agreed Got Chic who was working her mouth on the other nipple. "What about her mouth?" asked Amazing Babe. "Do you think it is up to standards?" "Only one way to find out," said Azure Angel as she straddled Flag Girl's face and pushed her yellow coloured dildo between Flag Girl's gasping lips and into her throat. "She certainly isn't having any problems taking the entire thing is she?" "I'm still not convinced," said Omega Woman with a grin as she stroked the knobby purple cock that the box advertised as ‘Bitch Breaker'. "Lift her up and let me slide under to get to the, if you pardon the pun, the bottom of things." Flag Girl felt herself being lifted up and sensed the large breasted blonde sliding in place under her before she was lowered again. There was a tremendous pressure on her anus and then she felt the Bitch Breaker slide into her rear entrance. "All together now," said Ms. Americana and the three heroines in Flag Girl's pussy, ass and mouth began to thrust in and out at an increased pace. "All for one and one for all," cried Azure Angel as she continued to skull fuck Flag Girl with her fake cock. "Oh goddess, I am going to cum,"moaned Omega Woman. "Her ass is so tight and it's milking my cock." Flag Girl was in a daze of delight, but she still had the presence of mind to wonder how a strap-on could possibly cum. It seemed impossible, but suddenly she felt a blast of warm, sticky liquid shooting deep into her ass and even as she wondered about this, a second load was erupting into her pussy from Ms. Americana. It was very hard to deny what was happening when Azure Angel's cock lit off and began pumping a load of semen down her throat before pulling back to fill her mouth and then out to start glazing her face. Hexanna noted the puzzled look on Flag Girl's face and laughed. "Those instruments were designed and built by the great Elven smiths in the far past when their knowledge ran deeper and truer." "They must have been fucking perverts to design dildos that can cum," spluttered Flag Girl as cum dripped off her chin. "That too," agreed Hexanna. "Enough chit chat and out of the way now and let someone else have a turn," said Green Spectre as she displaced Ms. Americana and slammed her green dildo into the rather sloppy cunt of Flag Girl with a loud squelching noise. "I got dibs on her mouth," yelled Spectre Girl as she replaced Azure Angel and mother and daughter high fived each other as they began to fuck their respective openings. "Her white ass is mine," declared Lady Midnight as she slid under Flag Girl and quickly rammed her large ebony cock into the pig tailed blonde's anus. "love these big sensitive nipples of hers," said Got Gal, her voice slightly distorted by her mouth being wrapped around one of those aforesaid nipples. "Fucking fantastic," agreed Got Chic who had the honors on the other nipple. "After these three loads of spunk had been deposited on and in Flag Girl, Power Lass wanted a go. "Any good whore has to be able to give a good titty fuck," she declared as she straddle Flag Girl's chest. The blonde teen obligingly wrapped her DD jugs around the short haired blonde's sky blue cock and the maid of might went to work. "Eww, looks like I get sloppy thirds," said Champion Girl as she regarded the cum dripping out of Flag Girl's twice fucked twat. "Oh well, I guess the bright side is there is lots of lube," and with that she drove her pink strap-on into Flag Girl. Flag Girl stared down between her boobs watching Power Lass bang away at them and moaning as if her strap-on dick was real. If she is faking, she is doing a damn good job, thought Flag Girl looking up into the heroine's rapturous face. There was that same look of unadulterated pleasure on Champion Girl's face too as she pounded Flag Girl's pussy. "Hey her mouth is free," said Got Gal and Got Chic in unison as they hurried to fill it. "I'm the senior heroine, so her mouth is mine," claimed Got Gal. "Well, I got here first," retorted Got Chic. "Hey Flag Girl, who do you want to fuck your mouth next?" asked Got Gal "Oh, never mind, we can fit both of them in at the same time. Open wide!" Flag Girl's attempt to open her mouth and protest was misunderstood as agreement to this plan and the two Got Gal's crammed their strap-ons into the blonde teen Boobit's mouth. "I guess four does go into one," snickered Hexanna as she saw Flag Girl's eyes roll back into her head at the double face fucking. "We need to cum together and give her a double barreled mouthful," Got Gal panted to her shapely black sidekick. "On the count of three," suggested Got Chic and Got Gal nodded her head in agreement. "1, 2, 3 Blast-off!" yelled Got Chic and a double load of cum splashed into Flag Girl's mouth. There is a loud gurgling sound from Flag Girl's stretched lips and then cum starts to bubble out the corners of her mouth and from her nose. "Holy cum shots Ms. Americana!" cried Power Lass as she watched the two Got Gal's fill Flag Girl's mouth and it triggered her own climax as a geyser of cum shot out of her cock, coating Flag Girl's boobs and throat Not to be outdone, Champion Girl gives a loud scream, arches her back and delivers the third load of jizz into Flag Girl's pussy. The orgy continued through the rest of the day and night. All the heroines took a turn at each of Flag Girl's openings with their strap-ons and at other times with their mouths and fingers. It was pointed out by Shield that her pussy licking skills needed to be tested as well and was the first to volunteer for that purpose. A dazed Flag Girl looked up to see the red haired muff of the young heroine descending towards her face and stuck out her tongue on automatic reflex. "Oh goddess, she is talented at pussy munching too," moaned Shield as she squished her dripping pussy tighter against the Boobit's face. "I say fuck the adventure and let's just stay here instead and fuck this whore," moaned Amazing Babe who was taking her turn at Flag Girl's cunt at that moment, slamming her patriotic red, white and blue strap-on cock in and out with everything she had while her watermelon size tits bounced wildly on her chest. "I second that motion," called Jungle Babe from under the blonde as she thrust her hips up to fuck Flag Girl's tight little ass. "Very tempting," said Ms. Americana as she stroked her cock and watched the current threesome using their new whore, "but we have a sacred duty to the city to reclaim our headquarters from the evil Dragon Queen." Only Hexanna didn't have one of the magical elf made strap-ons, but that didn't bother her in the slightest. After Amazing Babe had creamed the teen pussy for the fourth time, the sorceress crawled between Flag Girl's thighs and contented herself with lapping up the creamy goodness seeping from her cunt. That at least was the plan, but the busty magic wielder hadn't taken into account how sensitive Flag Girl's pussy was after such a fucking and Hexanna had only taken a few licks when Flag Girl's entire body convulsed in another massive orgasm and her contracting pussy blasted most of four large loads of cum out and all over Hexanna's face, turning it into a white, dripping mask. ""All hail the white wizard!" intoned Ms. Americana with a laugh as she regarded Hexanna's stunned face. With only one Boobit and a limited number of holes some of the more impatient heroines started up a little side action as well. When Flag Girl finally passed out and fell asleep, the last sight she remembered was Omega Woman using her Bitch Breaker on Ms. Americana's pussy and the brunette begging her to do it harder.