His eye's slowly peeled open again, glancing upwards at two girls.
One seemed to be speaking in Chinese, confidently. She seemed to be wearing a loose summer dress that didn't hold her huge hips. Her cock happily twitching as she seemed to tease the other girl. Her straight black hair happily wagging as she rubbed the other futa off.
The other girl, seemed to take a Gyaru style. Messy dyed blonde hair, tanned skin, crazy eye makeup and thick black boots that seemed to have sweat pooling out of it. She seemed to be struggling with Chinese a little, occasionally switching to Japanese a few times as her mind grew blank from lust.
Jason barely managed to get to his feet, seeing the Chinese girl stumble backwards.
"WAI-"
Her rear splattered upon him, basting out a rank fart onto the table. Ass gunk splattered behind her, with no trace of the tiny guy. Unaware of the torture, she happily moaned as the other girl bumped against her, sloppily kissing the giant. Each little thrust blasting a disgusting splotch over our tiny hero- her wiggling hips smearing him over her disgusting anus.
It was as the club advertised, this was a place for the rankest women on an island of rank women. The sheet amount of sweat and shit within the futa's ass was... mind boggling. Jason could barely focus on the rankness getting blasted down his throat- he suddenly really wanted to return to his sisters, even they weren't that gross.
...
Then- the pressure lifted. Flattened and covered in shit and sweat, the tiny felt fearful when a hand shifted in- yanking him out of the muck.
"Fuuuuck, I turned my back for one second dude..." Ava groaned, shaking the tiny off. "I get it man, the musics loud n stuff. Even a masochist like you proooobably wants the girl to at least know where you are..."
She slapped Jason into the confused Chinese girls sweaty hand. The stench of dick blasting over the stunned tiny. "I know English isn't your first language, might of had a miscommunication- futa booths are there" Ava pointed to some booths, some of which were noticeably stained. A curtain was setup to block viewers, most of them seem to be taken. "I pointed here- because this dude seems to think he can handle us-" She pointed at the tiny.
The two girls looked confused,
"S-soory- booth there- this is...?" the Japanese girl called, yelling over the music while the Chinese girl started to roll the tiny Jason around in her dick sweat soaked hand.
Ava, not having much patience, picked the frustrated Jason up from the girls hand again.
"This- tiny- look after tiny- he'll be fine because-" She grabbed his head, pulling harshly. His body suddenly stretching out. "See? Stretchy? Like... use him as an onahole or some shit."
The girls seemed to be barely following, with the Japanese girl starting to stare at the Chinese girls cock. However, Onahole seemed to get them to both light up.
"Aaaah! Got it! Thank you!" They both spoke.
Happy enough they understood, Ava handed the poor twitching Jason onto the couple. Watching them bound off with tiny squashed in hand. They both giggled, shutting the curtain. Ava simply gave a little shrug.
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...
...
Jason was awkwardly placed on a seat, watching the two girls make out nearby. The farts, the squelches, the smell of lust rising encouraged him to reform faster as he tried to unstretch. The beat of the music was a little muffled in the booth, he had hopes he could possibly get help but their English skills didn't seem too good either.
The question is- does he reform in time?
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