Dirty Love
By Anon7
It was past midnight when Annie found them. They’d recently claimed an area as their own, with the court robots directing students around it; so making contact hadn’t been hard. With the phone they’d gotten she could have called ahead, but somehow it just didn’t feel right. Not now, not tonight.
She’d just gotten back from chaperoning the Valentine’s Day Couple’s Dance For Students That Clearly Love And Cherish Each other (vudcudfest for short, as the planning committee had decided on), and she couldn’t take it any more. A year of classes 10 hours a day followed by 4 more of robot tutoring, never seeing Kat because of threats from her father and Paz, and now this… she wanted, no, NEEDED human contact, affection, love, any way she could get it. And everyone else was busy.
So she found them. In their new abandoned library, already filling up with spiders and rats that seemed to not so much appear, as migrate from other areas like refugees fleeing a great sterile war. Not yet dusty, but dark with the power cut except for a few specific lights, it hardly seemed welcoming, and yet to her addled mind somehow made sense. “you understand.” She thought to the scenery.
 [understand what?] Came a familiar voice in Polish.
Annie turned, and smiled like a lost hiker who had finally found a trail. “[it… it doesn’t matter. I’m here.] She sniffled and walked forward, giving Gamma a hug. She was warm, and smelled faintly of tea biscuits. The tall girl flinched in surprise for a moment, then hugged back.
It did not last.
“Oy! What d’ya think yer doing!?” was yelled right in her ear. Annie didn’t even flinch, she just smoothly let go and turned to face a cranky, suspicious Zimmy. Annie smiled again.
“I’m just happy to see you two. I think… I think I’m ready.”
Zimmy cocked her head. Her jumper and pants were torn, but suspiciously clean. Her scraggly hair was tied back too. “Ready for what? You don’t mean… You want to join?”
The dark-eyed little girl turned to Gamma and met her eyes for an instant. They popped open in surprise, then excitement, then a happily puzzled look as she eyed Annie. [Is this true? Why is it so?]
She seemed to be asking for both of them.
“Does it matter?” Annie asked hopefully. She had looked through a lesbian sex guide Kat had hidden behind her PS3, and mentally prepared herself. It all looked surprisingly pleasant, though in her current state, she would have taken a night of passion with Reynard, had the court not taken him away too.
She had not prepared herself to beg.
The pair looked met eyes again, then looked back. [It matters to her. Therefore, it matters to me.] the polish girl spoke.
Annie looked at the ground and began to speak. As the words flowed freely, her tears flowed too, and suddenly she was on her knees on the ground, and Gamma was wrapped around her. She was sobbing, and talking, and it didn’t matter any more, not her pride, her plans, or Zimmy’s brief smirk at her tears.
“Get on up Carver, you don’t gotta explain no more. Us two, we know what it’s like to be alone and lost, while every body else just goes along bein happy like it’s easy as breathin. Fuck ‘em, I say.”
She held out her hand. “Come on, we’re on our way out, we are. And now you’re a part o that ‘we’, so let’s go!”
Annie hadn’t felt so relieved in months. Years, even. She felt weightless, empty but in a good way, as Gamma guided her hand up. Then with surprising strength was pulled onto her feet.
“We gotta ways to go. It’s time to feed Gamma and lie down for awhile” Said Zimmy, as she turned and walked towards the library exit, still holding her hand. Annie floated along behind her, Gamma’s arm around her waist. It was unreal how good that felt, and she let herself be led. “She’s been up a week now with those new drugs, an she ain’t doin so good. But with you here, she can get some proper sleep, instead’a using that crap machine.”
Annie was barely listening, but hoped they were heading for a bed of sorts, the idea of lying down with these two sounded like exactly what she had was looking for, without knowing it. She vaguely remembered the teddy bear pile from Gamma’s mind, and dared to hope for something similar.
They walked a a block or so underground, then up a few flights of stairs, before Zimmy opened up on a dingy room filled with various forms of  cleaned up junk, a hospital bed, a large mattress in the corner, and several open windows. Several refrigerators lined one wall, all on, with a microwave and small stove on the ground. There was an acrid smell to the room, but Annie couldn’t place it.
It looked like there were also several stains on the mattress, but Annie couldn’t be sure.
She started moving closer, but Zimmy blocked her way.
“Alright Carver, you want to be with me and Gamma? You want to do all those nice things, and feel all that nice stuff those prom babies are right now? You’re gonna, but first, you have to unnerstand some things. First off, I’m boss! I call the shots around here, got it?”
Annie had walked away a year ago, but now she just wanted to get to the main event. She tried to keep herself from sounding impatient or sarcastic. “Okay. You’re boss, you call the shots.”
“Second. Me and Gamma, we share EVERYTHING, on every level. There ain’t nothin I wouldn’t do for her, and nothin she won’t do for me. I’d eat spiders for her, Carver. I’d eat my own fingers, and yours too! But it won’t come to that.”
“An some things we do for each other, they’ll seem sick an weird to you an other normies, but we’re used to it, see? We LIKE it. She likes it. An I ain’t sayin no to her, Carver. I don’t…” Zimmy’s angry expression broke a little, “…I don’t even know how anymore.”
Annie listened intently, feeling worried enough to wake up a little, but excited deep down. She was going to get to see something no one else got shown, at least without advanced spy equipment. She slowly walked up to Zimmy and put her hand on her shoulder. “I can handle anything, Zimmy. I’m ready.”
The girl spun on her. “You better be! Now go close those windows, an draw the blinds. We don’ wan nobody looking in on us!”
Annie complied, noticing that Gamma had walked up to Zimmy and fussing with her hair. “I can do it me own self!” She heard as she drew the last blind.
She turned around to a welcome, if unexpected sight. Zimmy was expertly helping Gamma out of her clothes, throwing them over her shoulder. The dark eyed girl was already pantsless. “Carver! Get over here and join in!”
Annie made her way over carefully, walking up to Zimmy’s side. The girl was unbuttoning Gamma’s shirt from the bottom, staring up into her eyes as she licked and nipped at her. Gamma had been stroking Zimmy’s now tied back hair, but as Annie arrived she pulled her arms back. [Go ahead, sister/lover], she said, tapping her top button and lacing her hands together behind her back. She swayed a little, betraying how tired she was.
Annie complied, only now noticing how fast her heart was beating. Slowly she reached forward and unbuttoned the shirt, starting from the top; after each one she traced a few fingers forward, feeling the Polish girl’s warm skin. Gamma took in a little breath each time, making her chest swell.
Annie got lower and lower, glancing across the top of her breasts, and feeling the girl’s heart beat against her fingers at one point. Annie especially enjoyed that moment, and wanted to just hold her hand there for hours, looking into those deep pools of eyes, but Zimmy’s head bumpted her hand.
The last button popped, and after a sweet smile, Gamma arched her back and looked up, letting her shirt slide off to the ground. She relaxed back to her stance, and Zimmy grabbed her arm gently. “Annie, do like me now” she said as she began to pull Gamma toward her. Annie did the same with the girl’s other hand, causing one girl to be pulled into two. Gamma welcomed them, wrapping her hands around their waists, and bending down for a kiss. Zimmy went up to meet her, carefully, almost gingerly, letting Gamma make contact; it made Annie think of those ship docking scenes she’d watched with Kat in Interstellar. Her reverie was interrupted by an arm on her neck, pulling her forward.
“I… now?” she could only stutter, inches away from the gentle exchange. “Yeah now, Carver, I said do like I do! Come on…” And the hand on her neck became more insistent.
Annie barely had time to mutter ok before she was drawn into Gamma’s face, her nose touching first, then there it was, that warm, soft, breathy contact on her lips. Annie noticed her surprise in some corner of her mind and then it was just happening, the hand in her hair, the breath catching in her throat, Gamma’s hand on her waist, her hand on the polish girl’s back, then hair, then she was pulling herself in, hungry, desperate, kissing faster and faster, short little pecks, feeling lips on her neck then she was back at eye level, and Zimmy was too, and they were both kissing her at the same time, the sweet taste of gamma mixing with the bitter taste of her partner on different sides of the mouth, all pulled together, breathing together, licking together, tasting together, holding and feeling and being together.
And while only 3 minutes passed like that, it felt like an hour. Annie had found bliss, and never wanted to leave. But Zimmy pulled her head back, and it all stopped, and she was disappointed enough to have time to think.
It occurred to her that this was the first time she’d ever kissed anyone. She just stood there, breathing hard, letting that sink in. Then her eyes met Zimmy’s and she moved forward to start all over.
A hand on her chest stopped her.
“We’ve given you a taste now girl, because Gamma wanted it, she wanted it for you. But she needs to rest, and now you’re here, so we’re going to do two things at once. First we’re going to feed her and put her to bed,  and at the same time we’re gonna see if you got what it takes to be wit us. Now sit down, shut up, and when I call you over, you’re gonna do your part.”
Annie felt an urge to twist the black-eyed girl’s wrist into a hold and just keep kissing her. She fought it, almost unsuccessfully, until she felt Gamma’s hand on her shoulder, those dark ringed eyes meeting hers. [it’s alright. Have strength, we will be close again].
Her lips barely moved this time, it was more like her eyes spoke for her. Annie looked into her and just knew. What was happening?
She trusted them, however, and put her shaking hand down to her side. She took a few breaths, calming herself, and sat down a few steps away.
She watched.
Zimmy and Gamma then turned to eachother, and looked into each other’s eyes. Silently, gamma put up her hands, and Zimmy reached up to them; their movements almost perfectly coordinated. They’d done this many times.
As their fingers interlaced, they began moving their hands outward and their heads together. They never broke their gaze, or even blinked as far as Annie could tell. Leaning slightly forward, their fore heads met, and almost seemed to lean on eachother, still gazing, still seeming to talk without words. Zimmy’s grin softened, and she gained that, happy, helpless expression she had let slip earlier.
Annie watched it all and felt left out again, consoling herself that she would get to do this later. Still, her breath came faster, and without knowing, her hand had found its way between her legs. It rubbed up and down the outside of her wet panties; she did not notice. She watched.
Their foreheads together, bodies only a hand’s width apart, the two closed their eyes together. Gamma caressed her face down and kissed Zimmy’s cheek, then Zimmy pulled her down and found her way to the girl’s mouth. They opened their mouths, appearing to French kiss.
It took Annie a moment to realize they were not. Seeing their chests rising in perfect coordination, it hit her.
They were breathing for eachother.
Exchanging the same air back and forth, one chest falling as the other rose, in perfect concert. They went back and forth 4 or 6 times, before one would take a big breath with their nose. They did this 6 times.
Annie’s fingers had left her panties. They were inside her, stroking in rhythm with the breathing. She was a part of it, in her own way, even if she still didn’t notice.
Finally pulling their mouths apart, the two opened their eyes again, and moved a little farther. Hands still clasped, Gamma began to get down on her knees, Zimmy helping her down, supporting her weight. They changed holds, and Gamma was laid down, held up the entire time by the black eyed girl standing over her, now hunched. She didn’t look that strung, but infinite care was taken in that maneuver.
Letting go, Gamma laced her fingers up on her chest, looking relaxed. Zimmy looked down at her for a moment, then started pulling down her underwear. They went all the way down to her anklesgiving Annie a surprise viewing of Zimmy’s surprisingly clean, if pale privates. She didn’t know what she expected to jump out of them – a spider crab or haunted knife perhaps – it didn’t.
They were  quite wet by this point.
Kicking them away to the side, Annie wondered what was going to happen next, thinking back to those sites she’d looked up. Was Zimmy going to sit on Gamma’s face? Lay down on top of her and kiss? Scissor?
As she was momentarily lost in these thoughts, her fingers stroking slowly inside her, her predictions were thrown off as the black eyed girl turned around, switching her feet positions so she was still standing over Gamma.
“Oy! Carver! Quit stirrin yourself and make yourself useful! Bring over that tarp!”
Annie jerked up, her face going (more) red, really noticing her soaked hand for the first time. She also took note of the waning pleasure she was feeling, but had to ignore it. Getting up quickly, she went to the corner where the tarp was, and brought it over. It had a slight twinge of disinfectant to its smell.
Annie was a little worried. She’d never seen tarps used on those sites. But maybe Gamma was just a squirter? Or…
Annie stopped.
…A messy eater? Didn’t Zimmy say it was time to give her her dinner or something? She had gotten so caught up in the breath exchange, that she’d forgotten. She began to feel nervous.
“Carver! What’s the hold up? Leg it!”
Again she snapped out of her thoughts and hurried over to the pair. “Right down there, next to the mattress. You’re here now, so we don’t need to use that shitty bed and machine no more.” Annie unfolded it, filling up the space between them and the mattress. It was relatively small, only about 2 meters to a side. The edge lay next to where Gamma lay.
Zimmy looked down at Gamma, who nodded, then lazily rolled over onto the tarp, leaving herself about a 2 feet from the mattress. Zimmy, now turned around to face her again, stayed straddling her the whole time, simply side stepping in time with the roll. With Gamma looking relaxed and ready again, the black haired girl took two steps forward, looming over her partner’s chest.
“Alright Carver, now get the sheets on the bed, the clean ones, an’ get Gamma here that pillow, the washable one. Move it.” Annie did what she said, noting that Zimmy’s expression softened again as she looked back down at Gamma. “Soon, love. Soon we’ll have you all full and you can rest the whole night, an’ me and Carver will be there right wit’ you. Jus’ a little longer.”
Leaving some normal pillows on the now made bed and bringing over the one with seemingly 5 covers, Annie handed it to Zimmy. The girl dropped it on Gamma, who let it bounce on her face with a giggle. She then pulled it behind her and used it to prop up her head and shoulders. Zimmy turned around again, facing the opposite way, and looked straight at Annie. Her red eyes were peaking out just the smallest bit with a kind of cruel satisfaction.
“Now pay close attention here, Carver. Cause you’re gonna be helping in a few minutes.” She grinned with a mouth full of sharp teeth.”
Annie took a breath and sat down, still nervous. She watched.
Zimmy was getting down on her knees, still facing away from Gamma, settling with her rear just over the girl’s face. Annie felt instantly relieved, realizing they were just going to 69, or perhaps just face sit. She could definitely handle this, and her hand dared find it’s way back down her leg again. She would imagine her fingers were lips, and then she wouldn’t even have to! Zimmy outright said she was going to help in a few minutes! She gripped herself at the thought, breathing fast again. Trying to keep it quiet.
Holding herself up with hands on Gamma’s chest, Zimmy did indeed lower herself onto the girl’s face. Annie got on her knees herself to get a better look as Gamma’s lips and tongue kissed Zimmy’s thighs, licking the juice off them, then moved to its source and licked there. The black eyed girl arched her back.
“mmm, yeah. It’s all for you, love. All for you…” She shivered as her partner lapped and sucked, faster and faster, breathing through her nose. Annie’s hand was back in her panties. This was real. She kept telling herself it was real, even as a well exercized part of her brain studiously memorized the positions.
Then Gamma let out a long sigh through her nose, and squeezed Zimmy’s side gently. The butt lifted a little, and she spoke.
[Ready.]
“Okay, luv. Here goes,” she said, adjusting her position. Sitting up straighter, Zimmy lowered herself down again. Annie had to crawl all the way around to Gamma’s side to look. She got there just in time to see Zimmy’s asshole was now hovering directly over Gamma’s chin.
Annie had just enough time to be confused before Gamma pulled herself up and kissed it.
No, the word kiss did not do it justice. Gamma embraced it with her lips, mouth wide open, tongue clearly working underneath. As she tightened her hold on Zimmy’s waist, a shivering sigh of pleasure sounded within her, reminding Annie of the sound someone makes first sitting down after hours of walking. Or biting into a delicious desert after weeks on a diet…
Zimmy lowered more, and Gamma with her, settling back down onto the pillow, still making love to her other half’s orifice with her mouth. Relaxing, she moved her hands up and down Zimmy’s back, a dreamy look on her face. Letting her lips come off just a centimeter, she ran her tongue around in loops on it, then licked up and down, slowly. Zimmy grunted with pleasure, letting her head bob a bit.
Annie had gone beyond her initial confusion and was back to analyzing and masturbating. This was clearly just a modification of oral sex, and a nice one, at that. She wondered how soon she was going to get to “help” again. She wondered how that tongue would feel. Would she taste as good?
That thought was interrupted by a gurgle from deep in someone’s stomach. She was startled to realize it came from both.
“ah ye beautiful girl, it’s all ready for ye now”
“mmm” Gamma murmed in response. Her eyes looked upside down at Annie’s. [And I am ready too] they said. The exhaustion in them was pierced momentarily by a quiet light, almost excitement. Then they looked back.
Annie felt that pang of unease again.
Zimmy moved herself up a centimeter, then straightened her back. Moving her hands back, she interlaced them with Gamma’s again, this time being held up by her palms. As Zimmy begin to strain, Gamma sucked in breath and opened her mouth wide.
“wait, no, they’re not…” was all Annie managed to think, and then she saw Zimmy’s anus push out. She gasped, and then just stared.
The small space before Gamma’s mouth was momentarily filled as the contents of Zimmy’s bowels slid down into it. After a good 8cm had fallen in, it was pinched off with a grunt from Zimmy, and Gamma pulled the rest into her mouth with her tongue. She chewed for a few seconds, then tilted her head and swallowed. Rolling her eyes back, she sighed with pleasure, her whole body shuddering and wiggling.
“Mmmmmmmm”, she moaned, eyes closed, to better taste it.
She opened her eyes and looked directly into Annie’s. There was a mix of satisfaction and lust in those eyes; they emanated out of her gaze like heat.
Annie felt like throwing up. She wouldn’t let herself, though. She would make it through this. For those eyes and that smile, she would get through this. For the kisses and the embrace and the warmth and everything that was coming, she would find a way.
Looking back down, she saw that Gamma had lowered Zimmy back down again, licking and cleaning her hole like a plate.
“Ready for another?” Zimmy asked. Gamma answered with a long squeeze of their hands, and laying back.
Zimmy started to push again, then stopped. Twisting her head around, she stared Annie right in the eyes.
	“Hey, Carver! It’s your turn!”
Leaning forward, Zimmy got onto all fours and crawled around to Gamma’s side. Annie got a quick glimpse of the fact that she had been licked clean.
“Come on, wipe the dumb off your face and get over here! And bring a bottle of water from the fridge!”
Annie felt cold, but she got herself moving, focusing on getting the water. Opening it up, she was greeted with a whole shelf full of water bottles, underneath shelves filled up with leftovers of previous meals, mostly meat. She grabbed the bottle and walked over stiffly, focusing on the task.
Zimmy was still by Gamma’s side, rubbing her belly. It seemed to excite Gamma greatly, because she was shifting and flexing her whole body slowly, one hand between her legs, her naked chest moving up and down.
“Yeah, you like that taste, dontcha? All that insida ya, all that me just sitting there, fillin you up.”
Gamma saw Annie place the bottle next to her carefully. Looking up to her, she nodded slowly, working her hips as she did.
[I look forward to you, pretty girl. I wonder how you taste.]
Annie’s jaw dropped. She was visibly surprised to have her own thought come back to her. And internally surprised at how aroused it made her, to be wanted that way. For… that.
She just stood there.
“Well? Whatcha waitin for? Get cher clothes off!”
“wha? I.. right.”
Gamma smiled warmly and giggled as Annie broke her reverie. She drank some water and swirled it around in her mouth as the red haired girl awkwardly disrobed.
She took her jumper off first; she’d left on her school uniform to chaperone the dance, not seeing the point in being pretty anymore. She let it fall to the floor, feeling the air cool her shirt.  The first five buttons had already been undone, so she began from her mid chest.
“’Hurry up! Just get off your tights and skirt, we don’ have all night!” Zimmy called, then went back to licking Gamma’s belly. She  moaned and writhed in response. Annie stopped for a moment, then hurried with the rest of the buttons, following with her bra. She became acutely aware of the sounds around her: the hum of the refrigerators, the shift of the tarp, the licking and kissing and swallowing sounds coming from the two girls no longer watching her. It all became louder as she focused on getting her clothes off. The air was cool on her chest as she dropped and kicked away her skirt, then pulled off her tights one leg at a time. Cool air on her legs as she stopped, for just a moment, and considered: was she really going to do this?
“yes.” She mouthed. Then she carefully slid her panties down her legs and stepped out.
Annie stood naked at the edge of the tarp, her heart already slowing with concentration, reviewing the positions she had just witnessed. She took a breath and stepped forward.

Her foot came to rest right next to the Polish girl’s head, pointing at it. “Come on then, there’s plenty room.” Said the black eyed girl, moving down to between Gamma’s legs “We’re only waiting on you.”
Gamma opened her eyes again and looked up at Annie, her eyes seeming to smile.
[Please don’t make me wait any more.]
Annie took a breath, let it out, and stepped over the girl’s head. She turned around to the sight of Zimmy’s face leering up at her, buried between gamma’s legs, her body stretching out on the tarp. “time to show us what you’re made of, Carver”.
Annie met her eyes, then got down on her knees. With surprising grace, she got into the same position, only with her knees closer to the girl’s chest, right up against it. The warmth felt so good… and Gamma’s hands finding hers, guiding her back and clasping for balance, felt even better. But the best feeling came next, as the hands lowered her down.
The wet warmth surprised Annie at first, and she flinched and stiffened in response. Then her mind caught up with her body, and she melted into the sensation. Steadying herself, she the sensations wash over and fill her. All thought disappeared as she let her head fall back, moaning and rotating her hips gently.
This was everything she had been missing out on and so much more. Annie didn’t want anything else for those few moments: nothing else but to be right there, feeling exactly that. Not just wanted, but embraced. Hungrily. Then, she wanted more.
	She wanted to touch herself. She wanted something, someone, anyone inside her right then. Even Zimmy.
	“Gamma, I… Please, Zimmy please. Inside me, I, I...”
	But Zimmy was busy licking Gamma, and Gamma was busy tasting Annie, and before she could help it, Annie reached orgasm on top of them both. Her body tensing and shaking, she cried out to the ceiling, a small spray washing over Gamma’s chin and chest as she squirted. Annie collapsed forward onto the wet torso beneath her, breathing hard. She just lay there, eyes closed, shaking, feeling the pleasure and warmth inside her, the gurgles beneath her.
	It took her a few moments to realize she was inches away from Gamma’s pussy, and face to face with Zimmy.
	“Well?” The Black haired girl asked. “Are you done? You ready to get on with it?”
	Annie breathed her answer back barely louder than a whisper. “With… what? I…” And then she remembered.
	Even if she hadn’t, the hand tapping her leg would have reminded her. [Are you {not} well Annie? I have not tasted you.]
	“You’re not finished, Carver. I tole you we’d get back to it later, but that’s not what we’re doin’ right now. Quit bein greedy an get back to it!”
	Annie sat back up, her face turning red. As she got back into position, she redoubled her resolve not to disappoint them.
	Her legs wider now, and feet planted on the ground sole down instead of sole up, Annie again, felt hot breath against her. This time, she wouldn’t be distracted.
	[I am ready for you, beauty]
	[I am ready for you too.] Came her reply.
	Tensing her back and stomach, Annie made her first attempt to relieve herself in someone else’s mouth. Gamma’s lip’s glommed onto her bottom in expectation.
	“unnnngggghhhhhhhhrrrrrrr!!!”
	Nothing came out.
	Annie felt her stomach go cold. This was not going well, and she was feeling the pressure. A bead of sweat rand down her face.
	“I can do it.” Annie said as she arched her back and tried again. She was now aware that Zimmy had stopped licking Gamma, and was eyeing her. “I can do it! I just need a minute.”
	[You have a problem, Annie?]
	“No, I just didn’t have to go here. I went back at the dance, while I was taking a break. From everything. From them.”
	“Aw hell, the girl’s empty. Well, only one way to get those pipes moving, I’ve found.” Zimmy was getting up. “Carver, come over here with me.”
 	Annie pushed herself off Gamma reluctantly, feeling the regret in the Polish girl’s hesitation to let go of her hands. She sighed as Annie stood all the way up from her squat and walked over.
[Hurry back,] Gamma laced her hands around her belly and commenced looking at the ceiling.
Zimmy was at the edge of the tarp, waiting. As Annie stepped in front of her, she got a hand on her shoulder, feeling it insistently pushing her down.
“Come on, on to your knees. Time for you to get a real taste!”
Annie did as she was bid, getting onto her knees. She found herself face to crotch with Zimmy, and moved forward in expectation of what came next.
“Not yet, girl! I told ya we’d get to that later!”
Zimmy pushed her back, and then turned around. “alright, now get closer, get right under there.”
Annie hesitated. She had just figured out what was going to happen here, and did not like it one bit.
“What’s wrong, not hungry after after you came so hard you pissed yourself? Well it don’t matter. This ain’t about you, it’s about her.”
	Annie was staring right at Zimmy’s ass. Again she was surprised how clean and bereft of horrors it was; but it was still a girl’s ass, and she could smell the sweat and saliva and that other thing still on it, up this close.
“What, you don’t like us? Can’t take it, what we do? Is that what you’re saying? You don’t want to stick with us and kiss ya and hold ya and be there in the morning?”
Annie sighed. She wanted all those things, she wanted them so much. Now that she’d had a taste, the idea of going without them seemed unthinkable.
She just had to get through this.
Fuck it, she thought. She’d survived worse than some exotic cuisine. She’d stared death gods and soul-cleavers in the face. She’d defied the court and smacked the physical embodiment of legend on the ass. She’d made it through a year of loneliness and frustration and seemingly endless work. This was nothing. She would make it nothing.
With one swift motion, Annie reached around Zimmy’s legs with both arms and kissed Zimmy right between her cheeks. Pulling herself in, hooking her hands into the black haired girl’s sweaty jumper, she kissed it again and again, then placed her tongue right between Zimmy’s legs and slowly licked up all the way to her lower back. A bitter taste found its onto her tongue, but she took only passing notice.
“Holy shit, Carver! You changed your mind in a hurry!”
A hand fell on her head, pushing her back.
“But we ain’t here to make love. Open your mouth, and sit still. This’ll go quick, and you can go right back to Gamma there.”
Annie pushed the hand out of her hair, then brushed some stray hair strands of her eyes.
“Oh, and you might wanna tie that back.”
Her hair having grown long again since she’d gotten her grades up, Annie pulled it back and tied it with the elastic she accepted from the hand back in her face. Brushing it away again, she steeled herself, tilting her head back.
“Okay, Zimmy. Let’s do this.”
“That’s the spirit!” Zimmy took a step back and squatted down, positioning herself over the red haired girl’s face. Annie had to lean back, holding onto the black haired girl’s hip with one hand.
She watched Zimmy’s legs tighten. Her anus pushed out and opened within Annie’s mouth almost immediately. Annie took a deep breath through her nose, then felt it touch down on her tongue.
The taste was rather bad. Not as mindbendingly horrible as she’d imagined, but definitely bad. The texture was like wet bread, only smoother. She felt it filling her mouth, puffing out her cheeks. Starting to gag, she held it back through sheer will, focusing on holding her breath and keeping her balance.
 Then it stopped, and Zimmy’s hole closed up and moved away as she stood up.
Annie sat there, not sure what to do. I just became a toilet, she realized. I’m Zimmy’s toilet.
Her need to breathe pushed the thought away. Closing her mouth, she breathed in a chestful of air through her nose; it didn’t stop some of the smell from coming up through her throat.
It occurred to her she needed to swallow.
She made an attempt, but her tongue told her it was too solid too swallow outright. Grimacing, she forced herself to chew, feeling that awful texture move through her mouth. Accidentally inhaling through her mouth, the smell hit her full force, and she held down another stomach lurch.
Zimmy was watching her now, standing over her intently. “You can do it, Carver. You’ve known how since you were a baby.”
Annie wasn’t listening. She was focusing. With an immense effort and a tear rolling down her cheek, she took her first swallow. Her body shuddered as it travelled down her throat.
She looked up at Zimmy, mistaking her eager smile for mocking her, and narrowed her eyes. I can do anything, she thought again. Looking into those black depths, she swallowed again, then moved the last of it around her mouth and downed it too. The sound of her breath and gulps mixed with the background noise of the room.
Annie wiped her mouth with her arm, still looking at Zimmy. She started breathing through her mouth, accepting the smell. Working at it. Zimmy looked pleased.
“Well?”
“Well what, Carver?”
“Am I good enough for you now?” Her stomach lurched again as she asked it.
Zimmy kneeled down in front of Annie, bringing their faces level.
“Almost, pretty girl. Almost.”
Putting her hands on Annie’s cheeks, the black-eyed girl moved in and kissed her. Surprisingly gentle at first, she then tilted her head and stuck pushed her tongue inside Annie’s mouth, exploring it.
Annie pushed her away, surprised and confused.
“What? What are we doing here? What am I supposed to be feeling?”
“Give it a minute, girl.”
Annie felt it, then. As she quieted her stomach’s protests and attempts to jump up her throat, underneath it her guts rumbled and gurgled.
“Oh. So that’s why we ohhhuuurrrrrrgh ahhhh!”
Annie’s bowels shifted, and she clenched instinctively, working to hold it in.
“Now, Carver, hurry! Get over there!”
Annie got up, her hand holding her belly and stumbled over to Gamma, who was now looking excitedly up at her through her exhaustion. As Annie found her way over her, the tired girl already had her head back on her pillow and her hands up.
Annie reached back and found the hands, then crouched down like the first time, clenched as hard as she could. Letting the hands guide her back, she found her place on Gamma’s open mouth, and feeling the warmth again, she could finally let go of the tension.
Straightening her back, Annie relaxed.
The cramps did all the work for her, and what was inside rushed out in a torrent. Gamma’s hand’s gripped hers more tightly, but Annie barely noticed with the relief she felt. It didn’t occur to her to stop, and suddenly she felt Gamma disconnect, and then pull her head in, against Annie’s rear. Annie clenched up again, but it was too late, she felt more slip out just before and then wetness on her leg. Gamma pushed her off.
Annie turned around to see Gamma with her cheeks puffed out, mouth pursed tight. A wet turd lay diagonal on her face, starting on her cheek and crossing the bridge of her nose up onto her forehead. It bobbed up and down as she worked her jaws inside her closed mouth.
Her eyes met Annie’s. She smiled, continuing to chew and swallow.
“See, that’s how you do it! Filled her right up, you did!”
Zimmy was kneeling down by Gamma’s side. “Might use a little more control next time, less to clean up later, but still you did right. Now come ‘ere, the best part’s about to start.”
Annie was still transfixed by Gamma’s expression. She had managed her way through four swallows like it was nothing, and now she pulled the layabout off her face, tilted her head back, and dropped it into her mouth like a bunch of grapes. She chewed it up and swallowed it in one gulp, effortlessly.
Zimmy was back to caressing her stomach and licking it, so when Annie managed to get herself moving, she took up a similar position on the other side. Gamma put her hand around her waist.
[Your taste was worth the wait, lover] Annie noticed that Gamma had gone back to speaking aloud. Then her eyes caught the beautiful Polish girl’s. [Very worth it] she heard in her head.
She was smiling brighter than ever now, and her body was flexing and undulating with pleasure again. Her other hand found Zimmy’s head, pressing it to her stomach, then reached over and went between her legs. Gamma began to moan, gently but in a way that gave away her excitement. She was really enjoying this.
Annie put her hand on Gamma’s belly, and felt it shiver underneath her.
“Ah, ah….”
Gamma’s voice was going higher and higher, her breathing deeper, faster. She closed her eyes, shifting her hips up and down, hooking deep into herself. Annie remembered how she’d wanted someone at the height of her climax, and placed her hand down between Gamma’s legs; it was guided inside her right away, and she moved it around in the best way she knew, like she had wanted right then, and late at night under her covers.
She moved her other hand to Gamma’s head, meaning to hold her neck or caress her cheek. The girl turned into it and took it into her mouth, sucking on her fingers. Still moaning, still working herself, still being licked by Zimmy.
“Mm, mnn, mnnnhh….”
It was all speeding up, building to something, and Annie though she knew what, but she wasn’t sure. She wanted to see it though, to experience it. She was a part of this now, she’d made it through.
[Go on] she spoke to the Polish girl. [be beautiful for us]
“mnnn, mnah, ah, ah, ahh ahhhhh…!”
Gamma tilted her head back, and with a final shudder, she came. Her last cry fell into a long sigh as she untensed (everywhere except around Annie’s hand, which kept working), and fell back on her pillow.
“…ahhhhhhhh.”
Gamma opened her eyes, looking up at them both lazily. Zimmy shifted to laying down beside her, and motioned Annie to do the same. The girl looked back and forth between them, then slowly closed her eyes.
[Thank you] she mouthed.
Gamma’s arm slid off Annie’s waist. She laced her fingers over her chest and fell asleep. She looked utterly at peace. Annie stroked a finger through her hair, but she didn’t stir.
Zimmy bent down and placed a single kiss on her forehead.
“Sweet dreams, love. I’ll watch them with you in a little bit.”
No one said anything for awhile. It felt wrong to speak, somehow. Zimmy sat there watching Gamma sleep, and Annie watched them. She didn’t want to break the beautiful peace that had taken hold in the air.
	After a few minutes, Zimmy got up carefully, motioning for Annie to do the same. She did, and then followed Zimmy to her clothes on the ground, then the fridge. Zimmy handed her a bottle of water and her shirt and jumper. Annie put on her tops eagerly, getting a little warmth back before drinking it down. Her stomach was still cross with her, but had stopped lurching. She barely noticed, distracted by the exhaustion that had come back twice as strong.
	Zimmy led her out the door and into the next room, which had some newly installed showers, a tub and some washing machines. She followed Zimmy into the shower washed herself detachedly. It somehow didn’t surprise her when the black eyed girl turned to her, expecting to be washed. She did a simple job of it and moved on.
	After drying herself and Zimmy off, she was led back into the main room.
	“She’s had time to get into it, so now’s about the time to move her. C’mon.”
	Annie Joined Zimmy down by Gamma, helping to roll her gently onto the center of the freshly sheeted mattress. The girl did not stir, and was completely limp; Annie put her hands back the way they had been on the floor. Zimmy pointed to some blankets in the corner, then lay down next to Gamma, licking her face clean, being as gentle as possible.
Annie flipped the blanket open above them, letting it fall over the two girls, then adjusted it so it covered their feet. She crawled in on Gamma’s left side, instantly comfortable with the warmth and softness around her.
“You did well tonight, Carver. You’re part of us now, so go ahead and enjoy it. Your blockin ability works when you sleep I’ve noticed, so get some if you need it. Can you hear her yet?”
“Yes, it’s like her eyes can speak without words sometimes.” Annie yawned, and lay her head down on the pillow. She looked past Gamma, seeing the first touches of dawn shining under the shades.
“You should be able to share her dreams then, too. Go ahead, join us inside.”
	Annie was already closing her eyes. In another place, she was finding her way through a field of teddy bears. Heading for the center.
Three girls lay together at dawn, and watched.