Peach, Daisy, and Rosie roared through the streets on their bikes, still acclimating to the feel of the new equipment that jostled between their legs. Their boners hard, their balls screaming for release, all three were in an eager hurry. Their new boss had suggested finding a warehouse? Fuck, that sounded good enough for them!
"There!" Peach pointed out a perfect candidate for a hideout. Large and spacious, a place like that would have plenty of room for their needs. "Let's take this fucking place."
The biker sluts pulled up in front of the warehouse's garage door, which to their delight had been left open. "This looks really fucking promising," Rosie stroked at her needy cock. "Let's take it."
"Yeah, it's fucking perfect!" Daisy agreed. The three drove in and parked their bikes in the shadows of the warehouse's interior. Various crates and wooden pallets were stacked along the walls, though there was a thin layer of dust them.
"Looks like whoever the fuckwit was that used this place left recently." Peach strutted around as she examined the sights, her heels echoing off the concrete floor.
"Well, if they show back up..." Daisy pounded her fist into her palm and cracked her knuckles.
Peach giggled. "Yeah, like any little fuck is going to take this place from us." She spread her arms, as if to emphasize that the warehouse was now theirs. "I mean, look at all this shit! It's just what we need here. None of that fru-fru castle nonsense."
"Yeah," Daisy joined in the laughter. "And none of that prissy little princess shit, either." She fingered her dick through her suit. "But...mmm, fuck! You bitches ready for action? 'Cuz otherwise I'm just going to jack it here."
"You fucking bet your balls I am." Rosie pulled the zipper on her suit and began to peel out of it.
"Fuck!" Peach stripped out of here own suit as Daisy did the same. "My cock is so fucking hard I could fucking pound nails."
Rosie eyed the naked form of the former Mushroom Kingdom princess and licked her lips. "Less talking, more fucking!"
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Right there in the middle of the floor, Peach, Daisy, and Rosie engaged in a constantly evolving three-way. Daisy fucked Peach from behind, who in turn fucked Rosie while Rosie jacked herself off. Then they reversed, with Rosie taking up the rear as Peach pounded Daisy's eager and fuckable asshole. Then it was Rosie's turn to be the center of the shemale sandwich as she alternately fucked and was fucked by Peach and Daisy. And then it was Daisy's turn to be the centerpiece.
Though they had only been in the Zone for a short time, their old lives seemed so far away. Three regal, prim and proper ladies, such sexual antics had always been the furthest things from their minds. And yet, getting off was all they could think about. Was it true that men thought with their dicks? Their short-term evidence seemed to point to "YES!"
Once they had come and come and come again, the three biker bitches pulled apart and entered a new tangle. Still horny and ready for more, they brought their lips to each other's shafts; Peach to Rosie's, Rosie to Daisy's, Daisy to Peach's. They licked and sucked, the taste of sweaty shafts and heads coated in dried precum lit up their tongues.
"Holy shit!"
Who the fuck said that?
The three sluts pulled apart and sat up, licking their lips as they faced their guest. A hot blonde chick, she wore black leather pants and a midriff and cleavage revealing bustier. A black choker around her neck and armband around her left forearm completed her look. She almost looked tailor-made for the Zone. Except...
"Here to join in, bitch?" Peach asked.
"It's not bitch, it's Trish," the blonde said. "And I don't know what it is with this place, but it looks like it really did a number on you three with those dicks you've got now."
"Big words from some fucking dickless bimbo," Daisy said. She stood and flexed her muscle, prepared to fight. "You're on our turf now!"
"Turf?" Trish shook her head. "All I see are three sluts that let the corruption of this place completely sink in."
"Yeah?" Rosie growled. "You fuck with any of us, you're fucking with the whole gang."
"Probably because you three are all that's in the gang, right?"
"Our boss wouldn't fucking take that," Peach hissed. "You're going down, bitch!"
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Trish may have been created by Mundus, but that didn't mean she was born yesterday. There was a dark force permeating the atmosphere of this strange zone she found herself in. It was something unlike anything she had experienced before, and she doubted that Dante would know more, either.
But when she rolled up on her motorcycle and stopped in this warehouse to get her bearings, the last thing she had expected was seeing a trio of chicks with dicks sucking each other off. Whatever was responsible for this Zone, it had done a hell of a number on all three of them. She hadn't meant to engage them in a fight, but...
"Yeah, try me!" Trish accepted Peach's challenge. "Let's see how you--whoa!"
The three sluts barreled down on Trish with surprising speed. She fended off a direct charge from Daisy, only to take a slug square in the jaw from Rosie. Stunned, she tried to back away, only to take a blow to her cunt from Peach.
"Urgh!" Trish lurched over and held her hands over her slit. D-Damn! These crazy whores play dirty. She reached for her guns, Luce and Ombra, but before she could pull them out, Daisy returned to the fray with a blow to her gut. "Ooof!"
All three sluts piled on top of Trish and tore away at her clothes. Pulled to the floor, she was at their mercy, with Rosie's dick plowing into her slit while Peach pounded her ass. And when Trish cried out in pain and disgust, Daisy forced her thick rod between her lips to both silence her and fuck her face.
Damn it! Trish groaned and struggled to fight the sluts off. she could sense the corrupting forces feeding on her, pushing their way past her defenses with every thrust of the biker bitches' cocks. Get off me before I start to enjoy this, you fucks!
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