Flora and Fauna

Minutes later, Flora was across town knocking on Dizzy's door. After a moment of silence passed, she leaned to one side to peer in the window, but the lights were off now. As she was contemplating leaving, the door opened and Flora was met with the yellow elephant from before, Eloise, wearing one of Dizzy's shirts. It was much too small for her, and it would have only barely covered her panties were it not also struggling to hold back her large breasts. She rubbed her eye with her knuckle. "Hello?" she said, clearly groggy.

"Hi!" squealed Flora, offering her hand. "I'm Flora!"

"...Huh?" said Eloise, shaking the girl's hand.

"I'm a friend of Dizzy's. I borrowed this from him earlier." She handed Eloise the fishing rod.

"...Oh..."

Flora let out a small laugh. "Just tell him I said thanks."

"Sure... oh, uh, I'm Eloise. It's... nice to meet you?"

"Absolutely!" said Flora, beaming. "I'll just be on my way, then."

"Hey," said Eloise, glancing deeper into the house. She set the rod down into the bucket next to the door with a soft clink. There was a long silence, only pierced by a cricket chirping faintly in the distance and the soft sound of snoring from inside the house.

"Yeah?"

Eloise looked at the floor and shifted her weight. "Um... was it you who came by earlier?"

Flora smiled. "Yep."

"You didn't..." Eloise glanced up to make eye contact for just a moment, then resumed staring at the floor. "You didn't see anything, did you?"

It was all the poor girl could do to fight back the devious smile that so desperately wanted to crawl across her face. "No," she said, "What do you mean?"

"N...nothing," said Eloise. "Nevermind." She gave Flora her best attempt at a reassuring smile, but in spite of her best efforts, blood still rushed to her cheeks.

Flora couldn't help herself, and her lips formed a knowing smile. "Were you two..."

Eloise blushed. "Oh, no, no," she stammered. "Nothing like that. I'm, uh, I'm still a..." Eloise let out a nervous cough and mumbled the word "virrrrrginnnnn," stretching it out in such a way that made it quite clear she wished she hadn't said it at all.

Flora bit her lip. She really wanted to make a good first impression, but there was just no way she could pass this up. "Oh?" she said, her voice cracking as she desperately held back laughter. "Is that right?"

Eloise closed her eyes and sighed.

"You seem a bit wet down here to be a virgin," said Flora, giving Eloise two playful slaps on the crotch. It was true - the poor thing's panties were completely transparent with moisture, leaving little of her puffy, pink labia to the imagination. The noise Flora had produced by touching it even sounded wet.

"I'm ntavrgn," mumbled Eloise, gritting her teeth. "We were hrvngsx."

Flora, in spite of herself, was positively glowing. "Sorry, what?"

"I'm not a virgin," growled Eloise. "And neither are you," she added with a sneer, giving Flora's shorts three quick pats. She'd no doubt noticed the redness of her inner thighs, and the faint trickle running out of her shorts. For some reason, she didn't draw back her hand after her third pat; it seemed something had caught her attention, and she began feeling around for something.

"In fact," Eloise gasped, now outright groping Flora through her shorts, "You're not even wearing panties!"

A pleasure moan passed Flora's lips, and her knees buckled slightly. Eloise wrenched back her hand and blushed. "I... I'm so sorry, I..."

"No," said Flora, breathing heavily. "It's okay." She stepped over the threshold and into Eloise's personal space, pressing their breasts together, and once more put her hand against the girl's translucent panties. With her free hand, she silently closed the door behind her.

Eloise winced. She leaned back, and for a moment it seemed like she wanted to escape, but she stood rooted to the spot. Her breath was speeding up to match Flora's now. She tried to voice a complete thought, but all she got out was, "What are you..."

"I didn't mean for this to turn into a thing," said Flora. Now, her cheeks were filling with blood and her breath growing heavier still. "But it's kind of turning into a thing and now I kind of want it to be a thing..."

Eloise felt a gentle squeeze on her lady parts, and a hot gasp escaped her mouth. "What do you mean, 'a thing,' what does that mean?"

Rather than explain, Flora went in for the kiss. Their lips met with such warm, confused passion that Eloise's knees instantly gave out and both girls tumbled to the floor. Flora sank into her soft breasts and tummy, her middle finger circling and prodding the larger girl's clitoris through the wet fabric of her panties.

Eloise turned away from the kiss, but maintained eye contact. She took hold of Flora's forearms, but didn't push her away. Her lip quivering, she stammered a meek, "I'm not... I mean, I've never... I'm straight..."

Flora forced her middle finger (and her ring finger and her index finger) as deep into Eloise as her panties would allow, bending them and twisting them and wriggling them in all directions. In response, Eloise couldn't help but inhale a deep, shuddering breath.

"Are you?" asked Flora. She only received a moan as an answer.

"Are you sure you're not bi?"

No response at all this time.

"You know," said Flora, still craning her fingers into Eloise, "You really seem to be enjoying this a lot for somebody who's straight..."

"Why do you... say that?"

"You may have been wet already when I got here," said Flora. "But your nipples weren't erect then." She rest her chin on Eloise's right breast, staring at her nipple at eye level. Even through the tight fabric of Dizzy's shirt, or perhaps especially through it, each nipple was so thoroughly erect that nobody within a mile could have failed to spot them. It was abundantly clear that Eloise was not wearing a bra.

Flora put her mouth on it, sucking on it through the fabric of the shirt. Eloise made a sound somewhat like a scream, though she was inhaling rather than exhaling. Flora looked at her in concern, though she didn't speak or cease moving her mouth or fingers. A dark spot was forming on the otherwise dry shirt from Flora's slobber, and by now her fingers were digging into Eloise so deeply that she was surprised the soaked fabric of her panties still held.

Eloise's thighs began to twitch. Nobody was sure if it was in self-defense or in deep pleasure, but she bent her leg at a tight angle, brushing her knee against Flora's crotch. Flora shuddered and unleashed a muffled moan, her lips vibrating against he partner's clothed nipple.

Eloise closed her eyes and gasped. "What'd you say your name was?" she asked.

The pink-haired girl looked up from her station, only taking her mouth off of the nipple she was tending to long enough to speak the word, "Flora." Her three middle fingers, growing slimier by the second, continued forcing their way through Eloise's underwear, wriggling about within her most sensitive regions, all while her thumb diligently flicked and tickled her engorged clitoris. She snaked her left hand up Eloise's tight shirt and began delicately kneading her left breast, letting her fingers sink into its soft surface; she took hold of its erect nipple and gently rubbed her fingers together around it, as if adding a dash of salt to a recipe.

Eloise's breath became erratic. "Flora," she said. "Flora..."

She continued repeating the name, as if it belonged to a faint memory that she couldn't place. Flora, growing more and more aroused, began grinding her crotch against Eloise's knee. Her fingers, meanwhile, grew bored with their campaign and pushed Eloise's panties aside to enter her vagina unencumbered. They gently probed its folds, adding wet, slithering sounds to the already long list of erotic noises filling the room.

Eloise moaned in appreciation, growing red in the face. She began rapidly bending and straightening her knee, sliding it against Flora's shorts. Now they were both sure it was deliberate.

"Ngh... Congratulations, Flora," she wheezed, her voice cracking. "You're the... first girl to ever... make... me... CUM!!"

On her last word, her spine arched so dramatically that Flora was genuinely concerned for a moment; the chubby Eloise did not look like she had that kind of flexibility. Her thighs launched into violent spasms, shaking and shuddering as her heels slid across the floor, making her look like she was attempting to crawl backwards.

When Eloise finally caught her breath and settled down, Flora put her clean hand on the back of her neck and kissed her hard on the lips. When their kiss broke, they laid there and smiled at each other for a moment.

Then... splat.

Flora recoiled in horror, falling off of Eloise with a thud. Something had hit her cheek. She put her hand there and felt something wet and sticky. It took them a moment to realize what had happened; she had been hit in the face with semen.

"Oh my god," said a voice.

Their eyes moved across the room to Dizzy, who was sitting up on the bed with his dick in his hand. "Flora, I... I'm so sorry, I...!"

"Hi, Dizzy," said Flora, annoyed.

"Just... imagine waking up to... to this! It was so-"

"I don't blame you for jerking off," sighed Flora, "but you can't have aim that accurate by accident."

"It was an accident, I swear!"

Flora wiped her cheek with her fist. "Well, look," she said, "I'm not even close to finished here." She balled her fist around the crotch of Eloise's panties, more liquid than cloth at this point, and yanked them off in one motion. "So you're welcome to join us."

"Give me a minute to get hard again," said Dizzy.

Flora turned to Eloise, who was still flat on her back. "You don't mind, do you?"

"No," she said, shaking her head. "But let's move to the bed. The floor is sort of hurting my back."

"Sure."

Flora moved to stand up, but Eloise was too quick for her; she dipped her trunk into the top of her bike shorts, coiling it around them like a snake. Flora hissed, shuddering at the feel of the trunk against her bare vulva. As slowly and deliberately as possible, Eloise tugged the shorts off of her using only her trunk.

The springs of the mattress creaked as the two girls sat down on it. Immediately, and without any form of verbal agreement, they set about removing each other's tops. Flora had to fight back drool as Eloise's fat breasts entered the room, spilling out of the shirt's tight embrace; they were smaller than Pango's, but then, whose weren't? They still dwarfed most of the other women's in town, except maybe Sable's. Flora had never thought herself small, but barring Violet, the women of this town were making her feel downright puny. She almost felt compelled to hide her breasts in shame as her unclasped bra fell to the floor. Almost.

Unlike Pango, it was clear gravity had an effect on Eloise, but in the best possible way. They hung much lower and much further apart, but it would not be entirely accurate to call them "saggy." They were still bursting with life and personality, subtly expanding with each breath she took and swaying so beautifully with each subtle movement she made. It was like watching a river flow, or leaves in the wind.

Flora spread Eloise's swollen labia with her thumbs and buried her nose between her thighs, taking a long whiff. It was quite a scent; not quite pleasant, but not quite unpleasant either. Curiosity got the better of her, and she peered into the depths to see if she could tell just how far it went. Almost immediately she was struck with the realization that she had never really looked into a vagina before, so she was not exactly sure what she should have been looking for. Rolling her eyes, she slid four of her fingers inside to manually test it out.

Almost immediately, Flora felt resistance. Eloise winced. "Ah! Careful..."

"What?"

"That's... ah! That hurts a little bit..."

Flora withdrew her fingers. "I don't believe this," she scoffed. "You're smaller than I am!"

"What?" asked Eloise, a bit indignant. "Fat girls are tighter, didn't you know?"

"No," said Flora, taken aback. "But... I... Dizzy was balls-deep in you earlier!"

"Ugh!" Eloise scowled and punched her in the shoulder. "You did see us! You lied to me!"

"Sorry," laughed Flora, rubbing her shoulder. "Sorry, but your window was open!"

"You're a peeping tom," laughed Eloise, punching Flora again. "Pervert!"

"Ow! Cut it out!"

"This town is really going downhill."

"How did you fit Dizzy inside of you?"

Eloise blushed and looked around the room, as if to make sure nobody else was listening.

"C'mon," said Flora. She leaned in close to Eloise's face. "I gotta know."

"I was using a pitfall," she said.

"You what?"

"A pitfall. You know what a pitfall is?"

Flora wrinkled her eyebrows and stuck out her lip. "Yeah," she said, bewildered. "You bury them in the ground and people walk over them and fall in a pit. But what's that got to do with-"

Eloise leaned in even closer to Flora's face, so close that her long eyelashes actually touched Flora's. In a whisper, she said, "You know how the pit disappears as soon as the person gets out of it?"

Flora stared into her eyes in stunned silence. "...Yeah?"

"That's because it was never really there."

Eloise jumped off the bed and made her way to Dizzy's dresser. Flora stared at her with rapt attention; not just because she was thoroughly confused and desperately wanted to see what this girl was up to, but also because the wonderfully plump ass on display was hypnotizing. Between Pango, Mabel, and now Eloise, Flora definitely saw herself developing a bit of a thing for chubby girls.

She returned to the foot of the bed with a pitfall in each hand. They looked no different from any ordinary pitfall, just a white sphere with a red exclamation point on it, though these were a bit smaller; normally they were about baseball-sized, but one of these was small enough that Eloise's fingers could touch each other when wrapped around it. Flora watched carefully as, to her horror, Eloise spread her labia apart with her fingers and slipped the item inside of her.

"What are you-"

Eloise hopped back onto the bed and spread her thighs wide. "Try it now," she said. Flora, confused and a bit mortified, gingerly pried open Eloise's lips as she had before. She peered inside once more... and it looked no different. There was not even a sign of the pitfall.

"Where's...?"

"Try your fingers again."

Flora raised an eyebrow. Was this some sort of trick? Was Dr. Shrunk going to come out of there and do a stage show?

She swallowed nervously and cautiously slid three - not four, this time - of her fingers into Eloise.

She looked to Dizzy for reassurance. He laughed once and nodded.

She pushed her three fingers deeper, deeper, deeper... there was no way. Growing bolder, she tucked a fourth finger in and continued pushing...

Eloise released a pleasure moan. Flora looked to her face for reassurance, or permission, or something, but she only got another pleasure moan. "Deeper," said Eloise.

Flora scrunched her eyebrows together in determination and tucked her thumb against her palm. She slid her entire hand inside - her wrist disappeared, and slowly Eloise enveloped her entire forearm, up to the elbow, purring and cooing and moaning all throughout.

"Where the heck does it go?" asked Flora.

"Into the pitfall," said Eloise.

Flora started pumping her arm in and out of Eloise, drawing out moans. "Can you even feel it?"

"Yes! Oh, god, yes, that's the beauty of it... don't stop..."

She handed the other pitfall she'd been holding to Flora. "H... how do I..?"

"Just put it in," said Eloise, who was already red in the face and breathing heavy. "Don't even worry about it."

Flora lowered the orb to her labia, but no amount of comforting or instruction could get her to be less tentative about sliding a ball into her most sacred place. Cautiously, nervously, she pushed it past her lips. Immediately, she felt it disappear, its weight and surface vanishing from her fingertips. "Is... is it in?"

"Is it gone?" asked Dizzy.

"Yeah."

"Then it's in."

"Dizzy," said Flora, still working her forearm, "Why didn't you tell me about this when we were with Pango?"

Dizzy scratched the back of his head. "Um... well, there... weren't any at Pango's house... I didn't want to interrupt the moment to run back here and get some."

"But I saw you go into Pango to the hilt. You two had to have been using one."

"No, I swear," said Dizzy, shaking his head. "She's just that loose."

Flora glanced at Eloise. "I thought 'fat girls were tighter,'" she said, her voice dripping with suspicion.

"Well, yeah, normally. But Pango's the village bicycle."

"I don't think vaginas work that way, Dizzy," Flora scoffed. "There's no way she's just had so much sex that she's built up an immunity to fucking 12-inch dicks."

"Okay, then I don't know," he said, shrugging. "Maybe she did use a pitfall before I got there. Maybe she's always got one in there."

Flora turned to Eloise, who she didn't even realize was currently in the middle of a trembling orgasm. She lost her train of thought for a moment, admiring the blushing, sweaty girl's soft squeals and twitching thighs. After a moment, she spoke up. "They don't wear off?"

"Not when you... use them like this," wheezed Eloise. Flora withdrew her arm, coated all the way through with natural lubricant.

"Then how do you get them out? You obviously took yours out before I got here."

"You just reach in like you're trying to grab it," said Eloise, making a claw with her fingers. She dipped these three fingers into her vagina and produced the pitfall.

"This is fucking magic," said Flora, shaking her head. Turning to face Dizzy, she clenched her fist and called out his name.

"Yeah?"

"Let's do this."

Flora, still on all fours, swiveled around to give Dizzy a straight shot at her snatch. He was happy to oblige, and quickly sheathed his entire manhood within her cunny. It went in smooth, without a hitch, and she felt his balls pressing against her thighs. In seconds, her arms gave out and her face and torso fell to the mattress. She let out a muffled moan. It was the strangest feeling she had ever experienced; she could feel the entire length of his penis inside of her, but without the pressure that normally accompanied the presence of a penis. In fact, there was no pressure or pain at all. It was as though the delicate nerve endings in the first third of the vagina were now extending throughout her stomach and into part of her chest cavity, producing the same erotic tingling but without the actual feeling of contact. It was such a strange, terrifying, arousing feeling.

She loved it.

And that was before Dizzy even started thrusting.

"Oh my god," she said, taking all 12 inches of Dizzy into her. "This is... the best thing ever..."

Eloise let out a dreamy sigh. "Isn't it? I'm going to marry Dizzy some day."

"Eloise," Dizzy said with a sigh. "You've been saying that since we were five."

"Well it's still true," she said, puffing out her cheeks.

"How many people know about this?" asked Flora.

"In your town? I doubt very many," said Eloise, beaming. "I invented it."

"What about... unnngh... Pango?"

"I guess she could have discovered it on her own," said Dizzy, increasing his pace to ludicrous speed. "I mean, you'd be hard-pressed to find something in her house that hasn't been in her vagina."

At this time, Flora decided to voice her thoughts on the matter. "Fuck...!"

Eloise laid down on her side, resting her cheek on her fist, and ran her fingers through Flora's pink hair.

"I'm glad you're enjoying it," she said. "I... I wanted to say thanks."

Flora answered with a screaming moan of delight. "Nnnnn, for what?"

"For... well, for showing me that... I dunno, that... girls can be... really nice. I think I may need to re-evaluate myself."

"You think you might be bi?" asked Dizzy.

Eloise shook her head. "I don't know. I never did it with a girl before today. I never even really thought to. But it was... it was really hot. I came. I genuinely came from being with another girl. I... kinda want to try it again."

"Sounds pretty bi to me," said Dizzy.

"Hey, I don't know. I don't think it's that simple. I don't think you can just flip a switch one day and wake up bi."

"I-I-I di-i-id," said Flora, her voice shaking along with the rest of her body.

"Well, I don't think that's common," said Eloise, chuckling. She planted a quick kiss on Flora's cheek.

"Hey," said Dizzy, his voice cracking a bit. "Flora, are you close yet? Because I'm about to-"

"Oh, Dizzy, please, for the love of God, don't cum yet I have seriously been cumming for like a minute straight now and if you slow down even a tiny bit and ruin this for me I swear to god I will end youuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuUUUUUUUUUUUU oh my fucking God this is the longest orgasm I've had in my liiiiiiiiife!"

Eloise and Dizzy burst into uproarious laughter. Flora could feel him ejaculating into what felt like her throat. That same strange tingling sensation reaching even higher up into her torso only further prolonged her climax.

After what seemed like an eternity, Flora rolled over onto her back and caught her breath. She very non-chalantly reached into her pussy and withdrew the pitfall. "That is amazing," she said. After rolling it through her fingers for a moment, she spoke up again. "Dizzy," she said, "stand up."

"Why?"

"I wanna try something."

She placed the pitfall on her tongue and closed her mouth.

Eloise gasped in excitement, and her eyes flew wide open. "I never thought of that," she said.

Flora smiled. Just as she thought, the pitfall once again disappeared. She opened her mouth wide, sticking out her tongue, and said "Ahhhh!"

"That's brilliant," said Eloise.

Dizzy stood up, as instructed, and waved his half-erect member in Flora's face. She leaned over to make eye contact with Eloise, and, spreading her legs, told her to "Scoot over here."

Eloise did as she was told, scooting closer to Flora until their lower lips kissed each other.

Flora pumped Dizzy's member in her first a few times, then took it into her mouth. Clean as a whistle, right down to the hilt. No gag reflex, just sweet, sweet fellatio.

"Oh, God," moaned Dizzy, putting his hands on the top of Flora's head.

It was a bit ridiculous, really. Flora had no clue how this worked; at full mast, Dizzy's member was longer than her head was deep, and it clearly wasn't taking a right angle down her esophagus. It was like the pitfall just made it disappear. A portal to some other dimension. It was the scientific discovery of a lifetime, and all it took was some creative thinking and a common household item that previously only saw use for childish pranks.

She positively devoured his penis, running her tongue all over the bottom of it, filling the house with obnoxious, sensual slurps and moans. Down below, Eloise was really getting the hang of this scissoring thing, sliding her cooch all over Flora's like it was going out of style. They really built a rhythm, both Flora and Eloise grinding against each other in alternating strokes. All the while, Dizzy was bucking his hips towards Flora's face with increasing fervor. He moved his hands to the back of her head and began forcing her against his penis, pushing her lips closer and closer to the base. Even though this happened to be exactly what Flora had been wanting him to do for minutes now, it still took her by surprise, as Dizzy was normally so passive and meek. She couldn't decide if this burst of aggression was more or less arousing than it would have been if she'd actually been able to feel his penis being forced deeper into her throat.

As all three of them continued to gyrate faster and faster, they heard a creak. Then another. Then a snap. Dizzy stopped for a moment, concerned, but it seemed as if the ladies didn't notice it, as they continued frantically humping each other.

Then, suddenly, all three of them were struck with the horror that they were moving. Slowly but surely, the bed was leaning to one side. It was collapsing. Eyes wide, they all froze in place, totally unsure what to do. Though Flora's was muffled, each of them screamed as the slow shifting grew faster and faster and faster until it crashed to the ground with a boom!

Dizzy, perhaps from shock, creamed into Flora's mouth immediately on landing. Only, as Flora soon realized, wherever his semen had gone, it hadn't actually been into her mouth. Though she'd never confess to enjoying the taste, she actually found herself extremely disappointed; managing to swallow, or at least attempting to, had always made her feel sexy. It was a skill she was somewhat proud of.

But there were more pressing matters to attend to. Dizzy withdrew, hopped off of the mattress and put his hands on the back of his head. "My bed," he cried. "Jeez, my friggin' bed!"

Flora and Eloise stared at him for a moment, not sure what to do. They were still locked in motionless tribadism, their weight supported by their hands.

After a moment, Eloise let out a deep sigh and resumed, shrugging with her shoulders.

Flora laughed and did the same.

"Yeah, I mean, you two go on, that's fine," said Dizzy. They weren't sure if he was being sarcastic or not, but they didn't particularly care, either.

Flora reached into her mouth and pulled out the pitfall, which was slimy with Dizzy's cum. She smacked her lips and could faintly taste some of it in the back of her throat. "I'll never understand how that works," she mumbled. She lowered the ball between them, placing it in such a way that it rubbed against each of their clitorises.

"Ohhhh, God," moaned Eloise, twisting her hips toward Flora to come in contact with more of the orb's slick surface. She leaned back further, putting her weight on her elbows.

Even though she'd just climaxed minutes ago, Flora was already close to achieving it again. She scooted just a bit closer to her new friend and started shaking her fingers back and forth to rub the pitfall across her hood more violently. Her eyes started to close in pleasure, but she didn't want them to. She was entranced by the slobbering kiss her cunny was sharing with Eloise's, and the soft rippling of her partner's breasts as their hips writhed. Eloise had thrown back her head so far that Flora could no longer even see it beyond her breasts and shoulders.

When she could finally hold out no longer, she took a deep, shuddering breath and sweet release overcame her. Clear fluid squirted straight up in the air, reaching heights of at least a foot before it came splashing back down onto their skin. Flora let go of the pitfall, needing her hand to help balance her tired body, but it stayed in place, held aloft by their wet lips; there was not a centimeter of space between them for it to have fallen through. Eloise continued rubbing their honey pots together, rolling the pitfall back and forth between them like it were circling a drain.

Nobody had said a word in minutes, and it seemed like nobody wanted to break that silence. Dizzy sat on the floor, his back against the wall, and simply stared as Flora tried in vain to balance catching her breath and keeping her pace. Every few seconds, a breathy gasp would leave Eloise, but that was it. They could literally hear the crickets outside.

Finally, Eloise arched her back and curled her toes, and a shuddering, screaming orgasm poured out of her. She and Flora lay there for a minute with their thighs still entwined as they waited for their breath to return. Dizzy put his hands behind his head and sighed. It was a nice, quiet moment, and it lasted for a good five minutes.

But eventually, Flora stood up and collected her shorts and shirt. "Well," she said. "That was a blast."

Eloise sat up a bit to watch her get dressed. "What about your bra?" she said.

Flora shot her a wink. "I don't think I'll be needing it. I'm starting to like going commando."

"Flora," laughed Eloise, "if you don't want to wear panties, that's your business, but you've got to wear a bra. Otherwise your boobs'll reach your knees by the time you're 30."

Flora scoffed. "Well, you don't wear a bra, and your tits are awesome."

"What? I wear a bra."

"You weren't when I first got here," said Flora, puzzled.

Eloise sat up completely and crossed her legs. "Well, yeah," she said, "I was sleeping. I wear one during the day."

Flora rolled her eyes. "All right, fine." She held out her hand.

Eloise tossed the black, lacy thing to her, and she lifted her shirt, flashing them one last glorious peek at the goods. Dizzy and Eloise looked at each other and smiled.

"Invite me to the wedding, will you?" joked Flora, struggling to clasp her bra behind her back. "Or better yet, invite me to the honeymoon." She pulled her shirt down over her tummy and mimed brushing dust off her hips.

Eloise laughed and stood up, collecting her panties and stepping into them. They were still translucent with moisture, and her reddened inner thighs and additional hour or so of juices only made her naughty bits that much more visible through them.

Flora shook her head and let out a sexy growl as she watched her plump, yellow friend try to squeeze herself into one of Dizzy's spare shirts.

"Take care, guys," she said, waving goodbye. As she put her hand on the doorknob, a voice stopped her.

"Flora," said Eloise.

She turned around and saw the tiny pitfall flying towards her. She cupped her hands together and caught it. With stars in her eyes, she looked back and forth between Dizzy and Eloise and asked, "Are you sure?"

"Absolutely," said Eloise.

"Thanks," said Flora, slipping the toy into her pocket. She walked up to Eloise and surprised her with a bear hug. Blushing as their breasts sank into each other's, Eloise returned the favor and hugged her tightly. "Thanks a lot," said Flora.

"Sure," said Eloise, not sure what else to say. Flora broke from the hug and walked over to Dizzy, who was still sitting on the floor. She bent down and pulled him away from the wall, hugging him tightly.

"And thank you, Dizzy," she said, "for sharing your girlfriend."

Dizzy blushed. "She's not my-"

"Ssshhhh," huffed Eloise, fanning her wrist towards him.

Flora laughed and made her way to the exit.

"See you guys," she said. "Hopefully real soon."

They nodded, and she made her way out the door.