Hello all! Back from my hiatus with a new chapter in Isaac's story! Paige has returned, and she wants Isaac back! Also, thanks for the positive reception on Lucy Looks for Love!
Tags are hyper cock, male on female and male on trans female, threesome, group sex, excessive cum, cum inflation
As always, comments and feedback are welcome and appreciated!
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Isaac was thoroughly enjoying the unique serenity that only a quiet morning could provide. The faint buzz of electronics that permeated every modern household filled the air, accompanied by the light chirpings of birds outside his window. Thick, heavy curtains blocked most of the sunlight attempting to flood into the small bedroom, and only a single, golden beam managed to enter, leaving a streak of illumination across the dark-sheeted bed; but there was something else that made these early hours a joy for Isaac.
Or more appropriately, it was
someone
else that made his days so nice.
Cuddled up against his chest was an incredibly delicate looking girl. Her eyes were shut tight, her thin lips opened ever so slightly, letting out the measured breaths that betrayed her slumbering state. Her hair, honeyed-brown and cut short by her own choice, had begun to grow just long enough that a side-parted bang covered the top of her closed right eye. Her small button nose would crinkle occasionally, before returning to its normally relaxed state. She was someone who was even adorable when she slept.
He continued to study her carefully. She was dressed in one of Isaac's shirts, a piece of band merch who's stylized name looked more akin to
shattered glass
than anything resembling the English alphabet. Despite the fact that Isaac wasn't a large man by any means, only a few inches taller than average, his shirts were more like dresses on the petite girl; most that she chose to wear around his apartment came down to the middle of her thighs. Speaking of thighs, Isaac's eyes wandered downward, tracing the outline of her lithe form under the black comforter until his vision landed on the one part of her that caused the blanket to protrude above the rest of her body.
Hot damn
she had a great ass!
He held back a chuckle as he closed his eyes, once again simply enjoying the comfort his partner had brought him. Things between the pair had moved, admittedly, very fast. After that first night in her apartment, where Isaac had revealed his so-called 'secret' to her, and then... well and then ruined her living room, the relationship blossomed immediately, much to his surprise. Taylor had seemed less shocked or upset than he had expected her to be, and luckily Isaac was able to make up for it by placing a call to a company he had used before that specialized in his kind of mess; apparently most of their clients were futa but they never turned down a paying customer!
While the cleaning crew went to work in her apartment, the pair had spent the rest of the day together. Shopping, grabbing lunch, taking a careful walk through the snow-blanketed city - they had an amazing time together, and that had just been the start! Isaac almost felt like he was in high school again with how much they texted and spent time together. Sometimes between her classes, she would come to the restaurant he worked at and sit at the counter and smile at him as he cooked. The relationship had progressed so quickly that it was only a couple months into dating that Taylor had moved in with him.
"Mmm Daddy..." Taylor muttered in her sleep, her thin lips twisting into a small smile as she gave her hips a quick shake - cute, she was dreaming about him.
The small mewl from the young girl broke Isaac from his recollection for a minute, and he instinctively pulled her in closer, the small teddy bear she had gripped to her chest pressing into his hairy chest.
That
was another thing that had developed in their relationship. Taylor liked to call him 'Daddy' and she liked to be referred to by a number of cute pet names. She was... subservient to him in a way. Not at his beck and call or anything that extreme, but she liked when he took control - even outside the bedroom. Ordering her food for her, gently telling her when things needed to get done, reminding her how small and delicate she was - it was all very interesting. Interesting and
new
. Isaac did his best, even if he wasn't as into it as she was. But, he liked to make her happy and this new role was an incredibly small price to pay.
Speaking of new, there was something
else
new for Isaac about dating Taylor. Taylor was a male, technically, but she liked to be referred to as female. Isaac found himself surprisingly unbothered by this when he learned the truth that first night they spent together; despite the fact he had never shown attraction to men in the past, Taylor was apparently the glaring, adorable exception. It had taken him over a month to broach the subject, his own curiosity finally getting the best of him. Her explanation was shy, but thorough: Taylor wasn't sure if she was transgender or maybe non-binary, she just knew that she never felt like a male. Isaac didn't quite understand
everything
she had explained to him, but he got the gist, and that was enough for him; Taylor was a woman, end of story. He adjusted some of his phrasing and word choices when talking about her and moved on - it was really that simple.
This time Isaac's train of thought was broken by the natural urgings of his body. Very carefully, he slid his arm out from under Taylor, slowly gliding away from her. He watched a pouty frown form on her lips as his body departed her's, and her arms hold her stuffed animal even tighter; even in her unconsciousness she wanted to be close to him. Sliding out of bed, Isaac took a minute to grab the comforter and re-cover the small girl, before turning around and heading to the bathroom. Closing the door behind him, he turned the lights on and let out a loud yawn.
Scratching his chest, his nails raking against the black fur that covered his torso, he walked to the toilet and threw open the lid. Grabbing the waistband of his red boxers, Isaac threw them down to the floor, a loud slapping sound accompanying their descent. Lazily, Isaac grabbed his enormous shaft, the head of which was bouncing between his knees, and aimed it at the open bowl. With another yawn, Isaac released the internal pressure on his bladder, and let the hot liquid shoot through his sleeping monster and into the toilet with a loud
splash
.
After flushing the toilet a couple times so that it didn't overfill due his monstrous bladder, Isaac stuffed his massive package back into his boxers. While he was washing his hands, he thought about the day ahead. Maybe they would grab lunch and do some shopping; it was the weekend so she didn't have class and he had a lucky day off work. Isaac began to walk out of the bathroom, killing the lights and opening the door to the bedroom. Ah, he should wake her up with some co-
Knock knock knock!
Three rapid raps on the apartment door startled the hairy man. He paused for a moment at the threshold of his bedroom. Was he expecting a package? Isaac scratched his chest once more, trying to remember if he had ordered anything recently - he let out a soft chuckle at the notion of the idea. What a time to be alive. He looked over as Taylor let out her own loud yawn and unburied her head from the pillow it had sunk in. She blinked slowly before looking over at Isaac, her head cocked in confusion.
"Probably just a package," Isaac reassured, walking over and kissing Taylor on the head, "go back to sleep little one."
Taylor smiled and fell right back into the land of dreams, Isaac's touch like magic to the young girl. Looking around the room, Isaac grabbed a tank top and a pair of basketball shorts off the ground and quickly dressed. He exited the room silently, his feet padding softly on the carpeted floor. Adjusting the bulge in the front of his shorts, doing his best to make it less obscene, he made his way to the front door. With another yawn, he opened the door, tilting his head down in expectancy of the package that must be at th-
Oh
holy shit
.
"Miss me?" a husky voice asked.
"Uh uh I, what are y-" Isaac stuttered before being cut off. A pale arm extended towards him, followed by a soft hand wrapping around the back of his head and pulling him forward. A pair of plush lips touched his, accompanied by a tongue sliding into his open mouth with seemingly practiced ease. His head was held firmly as he was kissed, while another hand slid down his torso. Right as a single finger grazed the top of his waistband, the cushiony lips left his and formed into a smile. Isaac looked back in shock.
What the
fuck
was happening!?
Smack
!
With incredible speed and precision, the hand teasing his stomach flew to his face, colliding with his cheek with more force than the even-more-stunned man expected. Isaac's head reeled back and he automatically lifted a hand to his face, which was no doubt now a bright red in color. Rubbing his now-sore cheek, Isaac turned back face his assailant, his brown eyes narrowing in anger.
"What the fuck Paige!?"
"That's what I should be asking you!" the redhead practically yelled back, her hands now resting on her cocked-hips, "I texted you in
