Summary for the Chapter:**
> Taylor comes to terms with her new circumstances
_[A/N: Sorry about the very delayed and rather short chapter. Just couldn't get my head around it.]_
"Okay, wow." I looked around at the human wreckage that adorned the room. The smell of sex was still heavy in the air. A day ago, it would have turned me on somewhat; before I met Gallant, it would have had me diving on the nearest naked body and demanding that they do me any way they could. Now … well, I had an idea what had happened, although finding out exactly who had done what to whom, and how, would probably require a forensic pathologist or, failing that, a few late night nail-painting and mutual masturbation sessions with the girls.
Even the thought of that didn't stir me as much as it would normally have done so. The thought was just … there. I _knew_ that if I invited any of these people, in any combination, to have sex with me, the response would be positive and as immediate as their refractory periods would allow them to be. But … as with the guy on the bus, immediately after Gallant had so thoroughly fucked my brains out at Winslow, I didn't feel the _need._ It was more like 'oh yeah, I can do that'. Followed almost immediately by 'maybe later, if I feel like it'.
Which, when I stopped to think about it, was an astonishing thought for me to have. I wouldn't have said that I was _the_ Winslow slut, but I couldn't name many other girls who would have opened their legs for just about any guy who asked, back when I was really suffering the cravings. Except for Greg Veder. He'd had sex with a few girls in the class – what boy hadn't? - but word had gotten around about his lack of sexual prowess and he was reduced to pity-fucks, girls who didn't know him and those few who got off on that sort of thing. I'd heard he was experimenting with guys, but I had no idea how far that was going to go and I didn't really care.
Disentangling herself from Vicky, Missy got up and strolled over to me, swaying her hips to accentuate the not inconsiderable penis currently decorating her groin. "So, what do you think?"
I tilted my head, still somewhat amazed by the fact that I wasn't automatically taking her up on the unspoken but rather explicit offer. "Well, from the looks of it, Vicky's a lucky girl. You going to let her return the favour?"
Missy giggled. "This was me returning the favour for her." She shot a glance over to where Amy was still lying semi-conscious, bespattered with semen; I'd been there, more than once. I had once skipped a period of Math in favour of being the centrepiece of such a gang-bang in the boys' bathrooms. On that particular episode I'd relaxed my usual rules and ended up with more cum in my pussy and ass, not to mention all over my body and in my hair, than I would have believed possible. In fact, I wasn't absolutely sure that some of the male teachers hadn't taken the opportunity to slip one in on me; I certainly hadn't cared at the time and I _had_ been very sore afterward. Not that it had slowed me down.
"Huh." I eyed the penis. It was a good size. "So, are you going to give one to Amy before you have her take it away?"
She smiled broadly. "Give her _one?_ I'll give her several. And I think I might keep it for a while. It's kind of fun, and different, having a cock. I've got a whole new viewpoint on the subject of fucking girls now and I think I might explore that for a while."
I raised an eyebrow. "This might cause comment when you go out as Vista."
"So let 'em comment. I might get offers."
She wasn't entirely wrong there. "So you might." I looked around at the somewhat-altered Wards. "In fact, if word got out that Amy could do sex changes so easily, I think she might become a whole lot more popular. And I'm talking on a nationwide scale."
"I'm thinking you might not be wrong." She reached down and stroked her penis. "So, want to take it for a ride?"
I smiled and leaned in to kiss her gently. "Sorry. Right now I'm all fucked out. Later on, if you've still got it, sure."
"Wow, _you're_ fucked out?" Missy's eyes were wide. "I've never seen _that_ happen."
"Yeah, well. It took some doing." I stretched. "I'm not sure exactly _who_ did this to me -"
"Dennis says it was the Undersiders," Missy said, nodding at the entwined couple of Dennis and Chris. "He claims to have been taken advantage of by Hellhound." She sighed, looking satisfied. "If the way he did me is anything like the way he did her, I'm not surprised."
"Right, so, wait, Minute-Maid must have been Tattletale. And …" I tried to think of the members of the Undersiders that I knew. "Big guy, wears a helmet?"
"Grue," Missy supplied with a nod.
"Yeah, him. He's got the biggest cock I've ever had inside me, bar none. I'm pretty sure my tonsils are bruised. And I guess it was the last guy, uh, Regent?"
"Regent, yeah."
"He was fucking me up the ass. And doing it so smoothly that I almost forgot he was there till I came."
"Wow, holy shit, you got gangbanged by the Undersiders." Missy looked positively jealous.
"What're you complaining about?" I gestured at the various masculine appendages visible around the room. "Pretty sure you could organise a gangbang here without much trouble."
She giggled. "Well, that _is_ true. And since Amy so very nicely made it so that I could take Dean on, I'll have more takers, too." A glance at me. "Uh, you _are_ okay with me seeing just how hard Dean can take me, right?"
"Of course." I smiled at her. "I still like him a lot – _more_ than a lot – but when it comes down to it, sex is just sex. And don't forget, now we can share him. Or you two can share me, whichever way you want to put it."
She shimmied her hips again mischievously, making her brand-new – though well-used – penis waggle a little. "Well, I was thinking we could put it in a double penetration. You can be the meat in the sandwich."
Once again, the suggestion caught my interest, but more in a _that sounds like fun_ kind of way than in a _let's do that right now_ kind of way.
"I wouldn't say no, but right now, like I said, I'm kinda sore," I temporised. "Though it does sound very tempting indeed."
"Wait a minute, wait a minute." This was Dennis, sitting up from where he had been nuzzling against Chris.
"What?" I looked them over. Both of them had a rather impressive set of breasts, along with a feminine body form. Chris, however, now had a vagina while Dennis had kept his penis. "Wow, Amy _has_ been busy, huh?"
"More than you'd think," Missy said gleefully. "Dennis was a chick before. She kind of got triple-teamed by the guys. That was some kinda hot."
Having been in that exact position more than once, I knew exactly how hot it was. I did begin to feel a little aroused, but not enough to want to do anything about it right then. "Wait a minute what, Dennis?"
The red-headed guy/girl was looking at me accusingly. "Taylor. You're the raunchiest Ward we've ever had, bar none. You've beaten _Vicky_ in cocksucking competitions. The list of people in this building who _haven't_ fucked you is shorter than the list of those who have."
"Yeah, so?" I looked at him, admiring his breasts. "Nice tits, by the way."
"Thanks. I'm thinking about keeping them." He paused to regain his train of thought. "What I'm trying to say is, you're naked, you're awake and Missy is obviously ready for sex. Why aren't you already fucking her?"
I rolled my eyes. "Because I don't feel like sex right this second, duh."
"Okay, that's it, I'm calling Master/Stranger protocols." Dennis' voice was matter-of-fact. "The real Taylor would never say that."
"Wait, wait," I protested. "It's me but … well, after that fucking the Undersiders gave me, I feel different. Like, I don't need sex anywhere near as much." I looked over toward where Dean and Carlos were beginning to stir. "Dean, you remember when we first fucked?"
"Hah, god, yes," my boyfriend replied. "You were kind of insatiable."
"Yeah, well, you remember me telling you how I got that way?"
"Yeah, I do," he said. "It was like you were always chasing that one big orgasm."
"Yeah, I was," I agreed. "And you gave it to me. Or almost. You made me cum harder than I ever had before."
"I could've done it harder," he admitted. "But … well, I was worried. I didn't want to push you too hard."
"I still say she's Mastered," Dennis stated.
"No, I don't think so," Dean told him thoughtfully. "Her emotions are more like she's coming out from under a Master influence. Like we're seeing the real Taylor for the first time."
"What, no more sex?" Dennis' expression was almost comically chagrined. "Say it ain't so."
"Oh, Dennis, sweetie, of course we'll have sex again," I assured him. "I've just had the edge taken off, that's all. We'll fuck all you like. I mean, I still like you all and I want to keep on fucking you. It's just that I don't feel the overwhelming _drive_ to have sex every hour of the day like I used to. Now it'll be because I _want_ to."
"Wait, so all you've been doing up till now is because you _needed_ to?" Missy looked a little taken aback. "Not because you wanted to?"
"Oh, I wanted to, that's for sure," I said. "But I did it more than I'd normally want to. Because of the pressure. And now it's gone. And you know, it's a weird kind of relief. Knowing I don't _need_ to be fucking every chance I get."
"Like having an ingrown toenail removed," Dennis put in.
"Ew, yuck," Missy objected. "Dennis, that's gross."
"But it's relevant," Dennis told her. "Trust me, I've been there. You have an ingrown toenail, the pressure isn't much, you get used to it."
"Like I got used to fucking anyone who was willing to put it in me," I agreed, seeing where he was going with this.
"Exactly." He nodded to me. "But once it's gone, the relief is enormous. Just _knowing_ that it's gone … it's amazing."
"Amazing is definitely the right word," I said feelingly. "I mean, don't get me wrong, I _like_ sex and it's gonna keep happening. But I won't be making it happen just because."
"So what the Undersiders did with you is what caused this change?" Dean got up, while Carlos made her way toward Amy. "What did they do?"
"Fucked me into a soggy mess," I told him frankly. "Grue's got the biggest cock I've ever had. Him and Regent double-penetrated me while Tattletale … well, she kind of owned me. We were in Grue's darkness so I couldn't just …" I paused, trying to think of the right phrase.
"Give them a sound job," Dennis supplied helpfully, then grunted with pleasure as Chris began to suck on his cock.
"Pfft, yeah," I scoffed. "But basically, that's true. So she hit every one of my buttons, then got me on top of Grue with Regent behind me. And then they fucked me to the point that my brains were dribbling out my ears. Where Dean stopped, Tattletale just kept going. Pushed me over the hump. And now … whatever it is inside me that makes me absolutely want and need to have sex at every opportunity … it's kinda satisfied, right now. For the moment, anyway."
Missy got down behind Chris and began to caress the boy-turned-girl's brand-new pussy. Chris mewled around Dennis's cock but did not stop sucking even as Missy slowly began to penetrate her. I watched for a moment then turned back to Dean. "At least, that's what I think happened."
"It makes sense," he agreed. "Your emotional aura is reading at a level of serenity that I've only seen in you just after sex." Reaching out, he caressed my breast. "So when do you think you'll be up for more?"
I kissed him, softly and lingeringly. "Not long," I said. "But right now, I've been stretched pretty tightly. I'm still a bit sore. I'd like to let that ease off before starting up again." My eyes flicked over to Missy, her taut young buttocks pumping as she industriously fucked Chris from behind. "In the meantime, I'm pretty sure Missy won't object to some close and personal attention. Or maybe Carlos and Amy would like a third."
He returned my kiss, then smiled. "Sure. Just let me know when you're up for some more sex."
"Trust me," I assured him. "You'll be the first to know."