[b][u][center]Static on the Brain
Part 1
For Ultilix
By Draconicon[/center][/u][/b]








Café Corvo had gone from a standard-enough coffee shop to a den of easy hedonism in the space of a few minutes. Ulti’s cheeks had nearly caught fire as Maria had gotten her shirt pulled over her head just a moment ago, and now – 

“You should have a less constricting bra,” Rachel said, the salamander delicately unhooking the back of the snake’s bra. “Every single time, I see indents and bruises on your scales. It detracts from your beauty, you know.”

“I – they’re classy,” Maria muttered. 

“[i]You[/i] are classy. And that classiness is maintained by your behavior, your decorum, and your care of yourself. If I find you with more bruises, I will burn these myself and teach you how to display yourself properly.”

“Rachel –”

“Mistress. If you will not remember the rules, then I shall have to remind you of them.”

It was like watching a porno play out in front of her, and any thought of stepping in or trying to slow it down got pulled up short by the simple facts: Rachel and Maria were in love, engaged, and…well, they weren’t the only ones doing it. 

Ulti looked around the café again. Aside from the monkey behind her that was slowly foot-fingering herself with her dexterous toes, there were little bits of sexuality all around the café. She saw a frog walk out of the restroom, still tucking himself into his pants, only to pause, let go, and then walk along with a shrug as his pants fell to his ankles. The smooth green-yellow dick swayed back and forth between his legs as he returned to his chair at the back end of the café, sitting down and sipping coffee as if he didn’t know he was bottomless. 

[i]It’s moving so much faster than last time,[/i] she thought, looking to another table, where a pair of cows were already standing up, one lifting the other’s shirt and idly tugging a little bit of milk from the other’s breasts. [i]At the Lodge, it took days before we got anywhere close to this. It’s happening in minutes here. How? Why?[/i]

She looked at her phone again, trying in vain to tap the screen and end the static file playing through the speakers. No matter how many times she pressed the screen, though, the damn thing kept playing, as if someone else had taken control of the device. 

Were they hacked? Was the message from the Lodge sent by someone that knew their phones that well, or was this something – 

“Ulti. I appreciate shyness, but eyes up, please.”

The blue lizard bit her lip as she slowly brought her head back up. Rachel stood behind Maria, hands busily pulling the white-gold snake’s hair back into a surprisingly tight braid. But, of course, that wasn’t where Ulti’s eyes went. 

They dropped down, staring at Maria’s exposed breasts. While not [i]huge,[/i] any kind of  cleavage on a snake was hard to miss, and she bit her lip as she remembered the number of times that she’d seen those back at the Lodge. Usually bouncing just a little bit as they walked around, often pushed forward, usually touched and teased and eventually licked – 

[i]No, no, don’t –[/i]

The cascade of memories continued, leaving her cheeks burning as she felt her dick rising up and coming near to tapping the bottom of the table with how stiff it was getting. She pushed her legs together, forcing herself to look the red-skinned salamander in the eye.

“Yes, Rachel?”

“You seem rather shy. I would have imagined that a young woman like yourself would have at least experimented with other women. Or have I misjudged your sexuality?”

“I – no, I – I, um, I’ve –”

“Good. I can understand that some young women believe that straight is the default, but I prefer to meet women that understand there are other options. Other possibilities. And certainly those that – you are slouching again.”

“Sorry.”

“Sit up straight, dear. Now.”

Ulti bit her lip as she forced herself upright in her chair. Maria’s cheeks were burning as the snake met her eyes, staring with so many mouthed apologies. And yet – 

And yet, her nipples were harder than ever and standing out more than Ulti had entirely thought possible. She kept looking down and trying not to. 

Rachel sighed. 

“Ulti, either you will sit up straight and keep to certain standards, or I will have to make you. And I doubt that you want me to do that.”

“You – you should,” Maria muttered. 

“Hmm? Did you say something, dear?”

“I – Ulti kind of…needs to be pushed.”

[i]Oh, you – you aren’t –[/i]

“She, um…likes it.”

“…Well, now.”

[i]You…you…[/i]

Ulti’s face burned even hotter, the heat in her cheeks fogging up her glasses as the salamander stepped out from behind the snake. She walked without the usual rolling hip-sway the lizard was so used to seeing in other women; instead, she had a more focused gait, a step that seemed to pull her through the world, almost like each pace was a lunge and a strut put together. It made her look powerful as she walked around the table, eventually resting her hands on the lizard’s shoulders. 

How did something so delicate feel so intimidating at the same time?

“Well, well, well. Is that true, Ulti?”

“I-is what true?”

“Is it true that you wish to be better?”

“…M-Maybe.”

“Would it follow that your desire to be better is not yet fulfilled?”

“…W-where are you –”

“Answer the question, please.”

[i]Fuck, fuck, fuck, those fingers. How – how the fuck –[/i]

It felt like she was trapped, pinned in place by some sort of hunter instead of a sexy-as-hell salamander. Rachel looked like she should have been soft to the touch, but she used her hands firmly, pinning the lizard to the chair. And the way that her thumbs brushed against the back of Ulti’s neck – 

Oh, it was sending all kinds of happy shivers down her spine. 

[i]You…you jerk,[/i] she thought as Maria smirked at her. [i]Oh, you did this just to get her off your back. You –[/i]

“This is your last chance, Ulti,” Rachel said, gently rubbing the back of her neck. “Would you say that you are struggling to be…better?”

“…I…Yes…”

“Then you need help. Perhaps [i]my[/i] help.”

“Y-yours? But you and Maria –”

“Doing what you’re told is different than being married. And you…you [i]very[/i] much want to do what you’re told, don’t you?”

“…”

“Answer, Ulti.”

“I…I d-do.”

God, she didn’t even know if she could blame the static for that one. Her face felt like it was going to burst into flames at any given moment now, and she could barely see through her fogged-up glasses. She wanted to slouch down and hide under the table, but Rachel had her by the shoulders and wasn’t letting her move. 

“Good. That is the first step. Now.”

The salamander leaned over her, reaching further, further, and further toward the bottom of her top. Ulti sat up straight on instinct, her eyes widening and her pupils narrowing to pinpoints. 

“You know what I’m about to do, yes?”

“Y-yes.”

“You know that you want me to.”

“Y-yes, I –”

“Then say one thing for me.”

“W-what’s that?”

“Say, ‘Thank you, Mistress.’”

“Thank you, Mistress – ULP!”

Her top went up and over her head so fast that she barely realized what she’d said. The café was gone, wrapped up in a shirt that pulled her arms over her head. Then, just as soon as it had been done, it was over with, her shirt folded up and left on the table while Rachel handed her glasses back to her. 

“There you are.”

“…T-thank you.”

“Mmmm?”

“Thank-you-Mistress!” she hurried to say. 

“That is better. Keep in mind, Ulti – and you too, Maria – that I am keen to see both of you do well. But I will keep you to a certain standard; if you fail, you [i]will[/i] be punished.”

[i]This is actually happening. I’m getting dommed by a hot salamander woman in front of a lesbian that sucked my dick and – oh god oh god oh god –[/i]

If the static hadn’t been keeping everyone in a fine state of self-interested hedonism, she would have been utterly humiliated. As it stood, the most that she got was an appreciative nod from some of the other customers as they walked by and, in a few cases, a gentle smack of a tail against her hip or along her side. Nobody reached in and tried to tweak her nipples. Then again, she didn’t have the boobs to get the attention of most people. Not like – 

“AH!”

Maria yelped as a passing vixen squeezed one of her nipples. Rachel turned immediately, meeting the fox’s eyes. The salamander looked down her snout at the other woman. 

“She is not lactating. Move on.”

“Heh, you sure?”

“As sure that I am she is mine,” Rachel said, lifting her ringed finger. “Now. Be so good as to move on.”

“And the –”

“The lizard is also mine. If you ask nicely, once she is trained, I will consider letting you play with her. Now.”

[i]…I want to be her.[/i]

Which wasn’t even the truth. She wanted someone like that in her life that would treat her like this. She hadn’t been jealous of Maria before, but she was pretty goddamn jealous now. 

The vixen moved on. Rachel sat between them, shaking her head before resting a hand on each of their shoulders. 

“Now, I believe that you are more or less equal. It seems that –”

The salamander sighed. Ulti sat up as straight as she could, her back going ramrod straight. Maria was a half-second slower and immediately winced as Rachel’s fingers dug into her shoulder, giving it a tight squeeze. 

“I see that I am going to have to take steps. Maria, you seem intent on embarrassing me in front of company. I thought I trained you better than this; it appears I was wrong.”

“Y-you can’t do anything here. We’re in public, and – and we don’t have the equipment that we have at home.”

“You think that your fiancée cannot improvise?” 

[i]…How do you keep getting hotter?[/i]

At first thankful that she had managed to dodge [i]that[/i] bullet, Ulti realized that she couldn’t relax without putting that same target back on her. There was only a little bit of mercy available, and it was all coming from the fact that she was meeting Rachel’s commands and instructions that little bit faster. She didn’t know what all the salamander’s standards were, but she was going to have to meet each one of them if she wanted to avoid getting punished for her troubles. 

So, she sat up as straight as she could, her back just slightly off the chair back, and watched as Rachel unwound Maria’s shirt once more. The salamander flicked it round and round until it was like a banded bit of thick rope, then flicked it over and around the snake’s torso. She somehow – Ulti would love to learn the technique – managed to hook it over and under Maria’s breasts so that when Rachel pulled back, the boobs were lifted up and put more on display than ever before. 

“Ah –”

Maria’s little yelp was cut off as Rachel pulled her back against the chair, tying the shirt tight in the back and making sure that it wasn’t coming loose. It left the snake not just sitting as upright as possible but forced her to show off her breasts. The more that she tried to slouch, the more that her breasts were pushed forward, and the more obvious that they became. 

Ulti wasn’t sure that Maria had whimpered so hard for the entire two weeks at the Lodge. The way that Rachel could just push her buttons like that was genuinely impressive. She shook her head in disbelief as the salamander sat down again. 

“You have only yourself to blame, Maria,” she said. “Now, here. Let’s enjoy our drinks, hmm? You’re more or less equal now, anyway.”

“I –”

“Mostly equal,” Ulti jumped in, shaking her head. “I mean, I don’t have boobs like she does, but – but that’s fine. I’m still topless. A topless girl in the middle of a café and – oooooh, I wish I hadn’t just said that…”

“You should be proud of what you have. Too many lizards believe that they need to have mammalian breasts; you are as feminine as either me or Maria as you are.”

“That…that means a lot to me. Thank you, Mistress.”

Remember the title. Remember the title. She kept reminding herself that she couldn’t forget that. 

Flicking her eyes toward Maria, she half-wondered if the snake would out her. It was one thing to tease her by confessing her submissive tendencies, but that…admitting what she had between her legs or…or anything else, like why she didn’t have breasts – that would have felt like a little too much. 

Except…well, she was kind of…playing on false pretenses and…

And…

The static was getting louder and louder in her ears, a subtle buzz that undercut all of her thoughts and made it that much harder to think clearly. Was it really that bad to admit what she was? That she had…that…between her legs?

And would it be better to have it out now, or – 

“Ulti.”

Rachel’s voice yanked her back to the moment at hand. Realizing that she’d spaced out, Ulti opened her mouth, only to have it immediately covered. 

“Do not speak unless invited.”

She nodded. 

“I am not stupid. This short exchange tells me more than you might think about yourself, and about your relationship with my Maria. She knew more about you than just a passing friend would know, and that tells me that more happened during her vacation than she told me.”

“I – you – how –”

“I pay attention to what is mine, Maria,” Rachel said without taking her eyes from Ulti. “And I know when you are not telling me something. Whatever happened between you and this one at the Lodge must have been something spectacular. Particularly as you wished for us to meet.”

“…I – why do I think I can get something over on you?”

“Because you are beautiful, smart, and very well-educated and very organized. You [i]are[/i] better than most people you know, dear. You are just not quite better than me.”

[i]…Goals. Just…goals…[/i]

Her cock twitched again in her pants, reminding her of all the things that she wanted from this. Was it really that bad an idea to let it be seen? After all, Maria had been almost obnoxiously anti-cock during her vacation, and at the end of it, she’d started to change her mind. Not – well, not being bi or anything like that, but being willing to look at a cock and think that it would bring her some pleasure. That as long as she didn’t think about it, it would be fun. 

Maybe – 

“So. Ulti. Do you have anything to tell me?”

“I – I could tell you,” Maria said. 

“You have already earned a punishment when we get home, dear. You will earn your forgiveness once I have you over a bench and have the right toy to wring out your confessions and your pleas for mercy. Ulti, on the other hand…”

“Y-yes, Mistress?”

“You have yet to lie to me. You do not want to upset me. My punishments and pleasures are quite similar, but the hand that deals them is very different. So. Is there something I should know before we go forward?”

The blue lizard blushed worse, huffing and shivering. She balled her hands into small fists, shivering as if the entire café was looking at her. They weren’t, of course – they were too casual, too intent on their own little pleasures. She could hear the fapping of a pair of stallions a few tables over, could just barely make out the large-breasted wolfess behind the counter opening her apron and offering breast milk to a client, and – 

Throb. 

Throb. 

Throb. 

“I…I’m trans. That’s…that’s why I’m…flat. And I –”

“Is that all?”

“…I was…Maria’s fuck-toy back at the Lodge.”

“Is that all?”

“I…we did a lot of things together.”

“Is that all?”

It was like each confession was supposed to be bigger than the last, and at the same time, each one felt like it was so small, so insignificant to ‘admit’ to someone. Rachel pulled it out of her and made her feel better for it at the same time. 

With each repetition, she found herself digging deeper. She confessed to her time spent licking Maria’s pussy and making the snake cum her brains out. She admitted that she’d spread her legs and let the other woman tail-fuck her, stretching her out further and further while [i]she[/i] was cumming her brains out. She got into detail about every kinky thing that they did with Pater, and how far down the rabbit hole they’d gone, including the pissing-together that she and Pater had done. 

Not once did Rachel look away or judge her or ask anything but ‘Is that all?’ By the end of the confession, she almost wished that she had something huge or outrageous to confess, but after all that, what would ever be big enough for that?

Rachel smiled, patting her cheek. 

“So, you were that wild, hmm?”

“I was, Mistress.”

“So, do you have any idea why my Maria would have been willing to spread her lips and her legs for cock?”

“Do you have to say it like that?” Maria groaned, leaning her head back against the chair. “That’s – that’s not how it happened.”

“Hush, dear.”

“Mistress – MMMPH!”

Ulti blinked. The sudden whimper was beyond what she’d expected, and there was nothing visible…except the fact that Rachel’s tail had just slid under the table and – oh. That…that would do it, she supposed. 

“Ulti. On me.”

The lizard nodded, huffing as Rachel leaned forward and pressed her hands to her thighs. Her fingers were so close to Ulti’s bulge that it nearly took her breath away to feel someone touching her like that. Gentle, teasing, and – 

“Mmmph!”

And just mean enough to force the fabric flat against her crotch, making everything that much more skin-tight. The lizard bit her lip again, huffing and shivering, her toes curling against the floor as Rachel leaned closer. 

“Now, let me repeat the question. Do you know why my Maria went from being a strictly pussy-only snake to one willing to indulge yourself and this…Pater?”

“It – it was something that the Lodge did. A – a static thing. It took all our inhibitions and threw them out the window. We – we stopped being able to think partway through. All we could do was…was have fun, regardless of – of anything we did before. That’s what it was, Mistress, I promise. I know it sounds crazy, but that’s what it was.”

“…Good girl, Ulti. You did not lie to me.”

“You – you believe me?”

“It does sound like something completely mad, but I believe you when you say it happened. You do not sound like a liar. And I believe that I can trust you to keep to my standards of honesty.”

“…It…it’s happening now.”

“Is it?”

“I – can’t you –”

“I see nothing out of the ordinary.”

Her breath caught in her throat as she realized that the static must have felt completely normal. That’s why everything sounded believable; Rachel was too relaxed to really think about it, too unbothered by the possibilities of sexual things to care about whether it was truth or fiction. 

[i]This…this is insane. We have to get out of here before this gets worse, before Rachel decides to do something she can’t take back or forget. And before –[/i]

She tried to get up, only for Rachel to shove her right back in her seat. Ulti grunted, shaking her head. 

“I’m telling you, it’s really happening!”

“There are certain people falling below [i]my[/i] standards, Ulti, but there is nothing out of the ordinary here.”

“There – mmmph! There is!” Maria said. “There’s a wolf offering breast milk for coffee, for crying out loud!”

“It should be a cow, but there is nothing wrong with that.”

“What about the – Nnngh – what about the – ah – the guy jerking himself off into his sandwich?”

“A mild food safety hazard, but certainly common enough. There is a reason we no longer get sandwiches from Subway, dear, remember?”

“That – that never happened! I’ve been there every time; nobody ever took their dick out at a Subway!”

It was getting worse; not only was the static getting into their heads, but it was rewriting their memories. Ulti couldn’t tell why she and Maria were slightly better off than the rest of the café, but she doubted that it would last forever. Whatever resistance they had would fade long before the static was done with whatever it was doing to them. 

She tried to get up again – 

“Not without permission.”

Ulti grunted as she was shoved right back into her chair. Before she could get up again, Rachel stood up and dragged her around the table. There was a split-second where she could see Maria, too – the snake shivering with her thighs forcibly spread around a powerful salamander tail – before they were turned to face the rest of the room. 

“Ladies and gentlemen, I apologize for interrupting you. It is not my preference to make a scene without consent, so if I could have a show of hands. My girls have been naughty and deserve a punishment; do I have a majority consent to take care of that here and now instead of taking them home?”

[i]This can’t be happening…[/i] 

And yet, it was. The coffee shop turned their way, every head in it looking her and Maria up and down. The topless snake got a longer stare, but more than a few eyes went straight to the bulge in Ulti’s pants, looking at the slightly damp tip and then back up to her face. 

One by one, the hands in the crowd went up. In less than thirty seconds, Rachel had a majority vote. 

“Splendid.”

Ulti still didn’t know how the salamander could casually do what she did, but one moment there were dexterous fingers at her crotch, and the next, her pants were unbuttoned, unzipped, and rapidly being shocked off her hips. Maria suffered the same fate; their pants and underwear went flying into the crowd, leaving them both as naked as they could be. 

“Zipties, someone? Janitor – thank you.”

[i]How – what –[/i]

ZZZZZIP!

ZZZZZIP!

And just like that, her legs were up and her ankles were tied firmly to the chair. She couldn’t pull them shut, couldn’t lower them, couldn’t do anything but sit there with her legs as spread as they could get and her cock and balls exposed and – and oh god, she could feel the eyes turning her way.

“Huh, wonder what lizard milk would taste like.”

“Got a nice pair of balls on that one.”

“Oooh, like the feet. Heh. Wonder how they’d look with a little slime dripping from the toes?”

“I like the snake. She’s got a nice pair of tits.”

“Hey, they just for looking, or they free use for this scene?”

“They are mine,” Rachel said, dragging another chair up between them and sitting down. “But you can watch for as long as you like. They deserve to be seen. For all that they’ve broken the rules, they are both eminently beautiful, and they deserve much appreciation for that.”

“Heh, you got that right! Maybe you should march ‘em out like that, let the whole world see how pretty they are.”

“They’re going to be dripping all the way to the car. Hey, mind if we tape that? Could be a good show.”

“Fuck, I’m getting off to this.”

Cocks. 

Pussies. 

Boobs. 

It was so casual how they just…embraced the show that she and Maria were ‘forced’ to put on, nobody even seeming to care that they were touching themselves in public. The whole idea seemed as normal to them as breathing. It was…it was…

Hot. 

So. 

Fucking. 

Hot. 

Barely able to catch her breath, Ulti sunk back in the chair, her toes curling and uncurling as Rachel rested a hand over her cock. It was so light, so gentle that she almost forgot it was there until – 

“MMMPH!”

[i]How do you do that?![/i]

It was so feather-light, but the salamander’s finger played with her pre-cum, stroking in the tiniest little tease of a circle around the head of her cock. She was already so wound up, so hard, so slippery, that even that was almost enough to push her over the edge. Ulti hunched her hips against the teasing finger, trying to thrust against it on instinct, but all she got for her trouble was the loss of pleasure and – 

“Still, girl. Stay still until I tell you.”

And the gentle grip around her balls, instead, fingers stroking, pulling, gently tugging them down. Ulti couldn’t stop panting, her breath coming in wheezes more than actual breaths, and her eyes rolled back in their sockets as she tried to control herself – 

“Nnngh!”

And then it was Maria’s turn to moan. Ulti tilted her head toward her fellow submissive, watching as the snake humped the air the same way that she had just a second ago. Her hips were twitching just as badly, and her juices were leaking down to puddle on the chair. 

“You two have a great deal to learn. No self-control, it seems, or at the very least, not enough to handle what I would do with you. Well, no better time to learn than the present.”

The salamander leaned down. Before Ulti could stop her, Rachel grabbed both their tails and lifted them up. The lizard’s went between Maria’s legs, rubbing against her pussy a few times, while Maria’s went between Ulti’s, and she could feel it rubbing up and down against her butt. 

[i]Oh god. Oh god, tail sex in front of –[/i]

Squelch. 

Squelch. 

Two soft sounds, so soft that they were almost inaudible, but they came with enough of a stretch to make Ulti whimper-whine on the cusp of climax. Her tail wiggled against her will in pure pleasure, and Maria did the same, the pair of them unable to hold still as the raw bliss overwhelmed them. She could feel the snake’s juices running down her tail, and she was sure that Maria could feel her pre-cum running down from her twitching dick. 

“Let’s see how long the two of you can sustain this,” Rachel said, stroking their heads. “The one that manages to hold off from orgasm the longest gets the privilege of masturbating in the car on the way home. The loser, on the other hand, gets her own tail shoved back inside of her, and will receive a punishment for every orgasm she has on the way home. The question is, which of you will be able to hold out?”

Ulti whimpered, huffing as she turned a shaky gaze toward the snake. Maria did the same, face as red as Ulti’s probably was. 

The looks they gave each other were clear; neither one wanted to be punished, and both desperately needed to get off. After this, one climax wasn’t going to be enough. They’d deal with the crisis after the winner got what they needed. For now – 

“Nnnngh!”

“MMMPH!”

“May the best girl win,” Rachel said. 









[b][u][center]The End[/center][/u][/b]

Summary: In a twisted little turn of events, Ulti is in another situation where the Static is taking control and rendering peoples’ inhibitions null. Time to deal with a friend’s dominant partner. 

Tags: F/F, F/tF, Femdom, Domination, Partner Sharing, Exposure, Exhibitionism, Embarrassment, Casual, Casual Sex, Lizard, Snake, Salamander, Series, Public, Various Sex Acts, Masturbation, Tail Sex, Confession,