Chapter 3 - Mei | A New Life

For the first time ever since only-God-knows-how-long, Mei didn't wake up in a research station. Her body felt sore.  And it was also the first time she slept naked. Though not like she could bother getting herself some clothes after being raped by the biggest cock in the world and then walked the rapist onto the bed.
Speaking of which...
Oh, you're still here. Mei exhaled in relief and smiled affectionately when she turned to the "sleeping beauty" beside her. The young Korean girl was sound asleep, drooling on her pillow, innocent like a pure child. The sight soothed her mind, it made her feel calm, even though she remembered everything. But at least she had someone beside her, and maybe she could find at least one thing right in this place so wrong. Mei cuddled her cheek, mumbling "Thank you". 
Mei sat up, the blanket fell off her, and her entire chubby torso was left on full display. Her ripe breasts were slightly bigger than she remembered, though they seemed firm. As if she had gone through half a year of passionately working out in just one night. The areoleas got a bit darker hue and were quite puffy, and her nipples were as big and erect as her thumbs, and most importantly: their tips were wet. And her belly, felt heavier and visibly bloated.
There was no help denying it. She was pregnant. Though Mei guessed that she should feel lucky that it was not the young girl's baby. She knew she was not ready. Mercy told her what she had been working on. To be able to give birth to a child who bears the same DNA as "the Mistress". So Mercy experimented on her, to see if she could give birth... to a dog. Yesterday, even though the young girl came hard inside her, it was actually a dog's sperms which fertilized another dog's eggs already placed in her uterus. Well, it would be much easier and less messy to simply fertilize the eggs with sperm first and then place the embryo in her uterus, but the reason was that, to quote Mercy:
"Because seeing an old friend gets turned into a bitch by a mindless gimp was awesome. And come on," - Mercy leaned closer to her face - "Don't pretend you didn't have a good time."
"U-Uhm... I..." - Mei withdrawed awkwardly, the new slutty, whorish look of her old friend was too much to look at.
"Oh well, whatever. It's not like you have a choice." - Mercy stood up and started to walk away. "I look forward to your assistance."
"Wh-Where are you going?"
"Have my main course. That was just appetizer." - Mercy left and hummed - "Mhmmm, dog sperm tastes soooo weird..." 
Wait... 
Main course...
Appetizer...
Dog sperm...
Then the reason why the floor was pretty clean even though i felt like that girl had cum buckets in me was because... 
And that was how their conversation ended. Now that Mei had taken enough rest, she pondered this situation carefully. So, from the looks of it, Mercy had been... corrupted, into a loyal sla- no, a loyal lover to "The Mistress", who probably was also the one resposible for what happened to her and the young girl. Judging from how Mercy had changed and how well equiped this place was, this person would be extremely resourceful, cunning, and cruel. Not someone you want as an enemy.
Mercy. Every time she thought about that person, her heart ached and her eyes wet. Angela, even though they only had worked together for a short time, Mei had considered her a good friend. Better than she could ever ask for. Her colleagues had been nice and friendly too, but Angela was something else. Mei saw her as someone who had been born to be a doctor. It was not just about saving people. It was in in the way she cared for everyone, which made her very existence the symbol of peace and hope itself. And as long as that angel lived, the world would never fall into despair. That's what she had thought. 
Mei wondered what the world was doing now that the angel had become a demon. What she should do now that the person she looked up to the most had been gone. It was sad, to think that for a moment when they met at the Ecopoint, Mei thought that Angela had miraculously found out that she had been still alive somehow and came for her. But then...
No...
She could not bring herself to remember about what happened. It made her feel sick to even start thinking about it.
Accept it. Angela Ziegler was long gone. And Mei had the feeling that she only kept her codename Mercy because the Mistress liked how sarcastic it sounded on the kind of person she became, doing things she had condemned. 
But even after everything, she was still here. Alive. So she had to live on. Find happiness. Mei wiped her misty eyes and flapped her cheeks. Now, what should i do? I don't think i can stand a chance opposing the Mistress, and i had promised to help Mercy with whatever she's doing, so it looks like i'm gonna stay here for a long while. May as well learn to get used to this place. Yeah, let's do that!
"Sleep tight sweetheart, i'll be back soon." She kissed the sleeping beauty on the forehead and left their room. All right, let's go ask Mercy to show me around. Mercy had told her where to find the blonde's room. But when Mei reached it and knocked on the door, no one answered. 
Hmm... where did she go to? Guess i'm gonna wait here. And that's  when Mei thought she heard something. Sounds like... whimpers? She followed it and was led to another room. This one was not locked. The noise became more clear. It sounded like someone was struggling hard with a gag in their mouth. But that was not the only sound. Mei also heard a very faint sound of someone laughing softly in their ragged breaths. Curiosity started to get the better of the Chinese woman. Peeking is bad, but... this is my new home, right? And Mercy didn't even give me any real clothes to wear because she said "They are unnecessary in this place". That’s why i’m running around here with as much clothes on as a newborn baby! So... maybe peeking doesn't bother them that much! Yeah, that's right! It's ok to peek!
Mei gently pushed the door with a finger. And the first thing she recognized was the back of the blonde doctor. And her head was bobbing up and down non stop like a shuttle. Mercy, kneeling in front of a bed. And behind her was a person... with blue skin? But even with that strange feature, this woman looked like a Venus. A Venus with a cock. Everything Mei could see was perfect. And she could tell this person was the Mistress just by looking at her face. Sharp and cold, but still strangely alluring. No surprise why Mercy was ready to do anything for this person. Mei swallowed hard with that thought in mind. She unconciously pushed the door a little more, craving to see more. And she was surprised. While Mei had expected the Mistress to be violating Mercy with her cock, it turned out that Mercy was actually doing that to herself, deepthroating that thick meat rod, while the Mistress just gently rubbed her hair. 
Mei was savouring every bit of that sight before a droplet of her saliva fell to the ground. And that was when she realized that her pussy too was starting to get wet. And the only reasonable thing to do was to spread them apart and tried to pleasure herself. It was too bad the young girl wasn't here, she could use a cock right now.
"Having a good time over there, girl?"
"Huh!?" Both Mei and Mercy yelped. Or at least Mercy tried to, with a blue fuckstick in her mouth.
"Oh, don't be shy. Come here!"
Mei was still too astonished to react, but Mercy pulled the Mistress's cock out until only the crown was still inside for her to suckle on, the shaft dripping with drools. She turned around to Mei, and gestured her to come inside.
"I... uhm.. i'm sorry..."
"Oh, don't sweat it. I love to have audience. Come take a closer look if you want." The tone told Mei it was no suggestion. It was a command. She hesitantly approached and knelt down next to the blonde before Mercy returned to the task. Now Mei had the chance to examine Widowmaker’s nether parts better. 
"Huh? She doesn’t have testicles? And beneath this... is a pussy?"
"A masterpiece, isn’t it? Artificial, but several times more efficient than the natural stuff if you ask me."
"Wow..." Mei mused with amuzement in her eyes. While the Mistress's body was all blue, this one had a purple hue, and the closer to the crown, the warmer the color was. And gosh, look at how long it is! Yet Mercy manages to get it all in her mouth, the length of neck bulges out like a balloon. It must be so painful, and yet she looks like this is the best thing to experience! 
"Such an eager bitch, don't you think? My finest trophy. I didn't even have to train her. She learned everything she needed to do to satisfy me. Lovely. Oh, where are my manners. I guess my bitch told you how you should call me?"
"Y-Yes, Mistress."
"Good, but just so you know, my name is Widowmaker. And i guess you're wondering why my skin looks like this?" Here. Widowmaker reached out. Mei touched the Mistress's hand, and was startled by the abnormal temperature.
"Wah! S-so cold!"
"That's right. My whole body was always cold like that. Now it still is, except for one tiny, haha, little part... 
Would you be so kind to enlighten her, Mercy?"
"Mhmm? Mhmmmmm... mhmm..." Mercy didn't talk much, but judging by the tone, she wasn't that kind. But Mistress was to be obeyed, so Mercy had to pull that sausage all the way out before passing it to her old colleague. Slowly, because she didn't want to leave it at all. Or to give it to anyone else.
"Hurry up," - Mercy spoke with a mouth still full of drools - Mistress doesn’t have all day."
"U-Uhm, sorry, sorry..." - Mei awkwardly held it with her hands. So long... This part was definitely warmer than the rest of her body. "Uhm... how should i..."
"Argh, right, you never sucked a cock before." Mercy sighed in annoyance. 
"Now, Mercy, didn’t i teach you how to treat your sisters?"
"Yes, you did. Mistress. Please forgive me.
Hey, stroke it with both hands. Up and down. Yes, like that. Faster.
Now lick the crown. Suck it. Just lips and tongue. No teeth. 
Now push it in your throat. Hold your gag reflexes. Rub the underside with your tongue. Use your saliva.
Deeper!"
"Mhmm! Oh, a strict teacher and a hard working pupil! You two will make a good team!"
"Deeper!
Come on! It’s not even a fourth of her length!
How the fuck are you going to give that gimp a blowjob if you’re this pathetic?"
"Enough of this." The impatience and jealousy had reached their peaks. She grabbed the back of Mei’s head from behind. "Listen up. No one cares about your discomfort. Mistress’s satisfaction is the only thing that matters. You have to please her. Even if that’s the only thing you can do, or the last thing you can do. And if you're doing something in my stead, you better do it right. Now, suck it!" She pushed Mei forward, letting the chubby choke on the pulsing meat rod, causing a soft moan of approval from Widowmaker. And to Mercy, hearing Mistress's moan was the biggest compliment one could earn. It made her so happy. So proud. So horny.
"Look at her. Look. At. Her. Keep your eyes on her." She pulled Mei by the hair. Even though the mental and physical pressure were too much Mei could cry, she had always been the meek and submissive type. So she obeyed, did her best to roll teary eyes up, trying to keep them fixated at the goddess-like face. Widowmaker grinned back at her, enjoyed the painful look on her face. That's what she loved about Mercy. Widowmaker knew she would never have a boring day with this bitch. She was always so eager to please, even if that means tormenting someone. All it needed was a little push.
"Hmm, still a long way to go. But thats enough. You can have your breakfast now, Mercy."
"Yes, thank you so much!" She hastily pushed Mei aside, causing her to fall on her fat ass before thrusting the hot cock back into the throat again.
Her insanity was surprising, but it didn’t bother Mei. Widowmaker could be their Mistress, but she was who Mercy loved. Mei just watched on with interest seeing Mercy making the task look so easy. If i can do it like her, will i feel that good? Will i make the girl feel that good? The thought went on as Mei masturabated, imagining her in Mercy’s place, and the girl in Mistress’s. Oh, i bet it would feel so good...
Suddenly, Widowmaker stood up, grabbed Mercy’s head with both hands and used it to jerk herself off, moaning loudly. Mercy saw this as a sign of her Mistress wanring full control, so she stopped holding on Widowmaker’s thighs and waited for her love to cum. But right at that moment, Widowmaker pulled Mercy away from her cock and grabbed Mei by her hair, pulling her closer. They knelt next to each other as Widowmaker moaned in ecstasy. Ropes of thick milk sprayed on them both, the blue skinned futa switching between their faces, enjoyed painting them white with her seeds. The smell triggered the sensations of yesterday in Mei and she came, feeling the warm, gooey substance on her face. There was so much, on everyone, Mei felt like the there was no end to it. Semen blocked her nose thus she had to breath with her mouth wide open, but then more splashed in her mouth. Mei left her tongue out like a good dog begging, tasting it with as much appreciation as a person finding water on the desert. When the orgasm died down, Mei opened her eyes to see Mercy with her eyes closed, having wiped off the cum on her own face and body and now was almost done sucking her fingers as if it was the tastiest thing in the world. 
"Hey." - She opened her eyes, staring at Mei. 
"Y-Yes?" - Was all Mei could say before the cum craving blonde pinned her down, climbed on top of her and sucked sperm off of her fat body, almost like a dog welcoming its owner home with its tongue. Mercy's tongue ran on everywhere, her face, her chest. If Widowmaker had given her a shower, then Mercy was cleaning her. Soon Mei had no cum on her, but now she had a lot of saliva. Yet that was still not enough for the insane doctor. When Mei moaned at the tickles, Mercy could see inside her mouth. 
"Get up. Now. And don’t say a word. Don’t even swallow. Get up." Mercy commanded while she laid down. When Mei got up, she immediately pulled the chubby’s head down right above her face. "Retch and spill everything inside into my mouth. And i mean everything."
"U-Uh- Wh-"
"Now!"
There was something about loud and clear commands that turns Mei into a good servant. A thick, slimy, bubbling mess fell from her lips down. It took too long to reach Mercy, thus she impatiently lifted her head up and swallow the solution. Then to make sure she got everything, her tongue invaded Mei’s mouth, violating it, rummaging through every corner. And it ended with a sloppy suck on the lips. And the Chinese could do nothing but to practically let Mercy invade her.
"Oh, there's still more! Can’t let it go to waste!" Mercy crawled on all four and licked, exposing her wet ass to the other two. 
"What a sight, huh?" - Widowmaker chuckled. Indeed, Mercy never knew how to make her bored. That's what she loved about this slave.
This is the new level of messed up.
But i don’t think i have seen the worst of her and of this place yet.
"..."
"I’m sorry." Mei was the first to speak after they left the Mistress's room.
"For what?"
"Uhm... For showing up."
"Oh, don’t sweat it. Mistress loved it. Like i said, it’s all that matters. Not that i hated it either. I just want all of her for myself, you see. Hope you don't mind."
She returned to the easygoing tone yesterday. Which means she only acted like that because she didn’t want to share Mistress. Well, understandable. 
"All right, now you can go back there and do your homework with that thing."
Mei frowned when she heard the word “that thing”. But she ignored that. She almost forgot what she had intended to do.
"Actually, i looked for you to ask if you could, i don't know, show me around."
"*Yawn* That’s what i call a pain in the ass. Go ask Tracer. Her room’s upstair. The one that has lock on the outside. Oh, but be careful with her." Mercy smirked at the last sentence.
"What? Does she bite or something?"
"She’s also what i call a pain in the ass. But sometimes she’s a pleasure, and also in the ass."
How am i supposed to interpret that?

***

It’s this room. The room with a lock on the outside. But why? As if its purpose is to protect who’s outside, not who’s inside...
Wait, there isn’t any monster created by failed immoral experiments in this room, right?
I gently opened the door...
Oh, nothing out of ordinary. Just a room which has nothing but a bed and a woman sleeping on it. Mei stepped closer to get a better look. This woman was quite younger than Mei’s biological age, and the childish look made her seem even younger, sleeping with her mouth open, drooling. Her freckled face looks oddly familiar somehow. Wait a minute... Didn’t Mercy say her name was Tracer...? Oh, i have read about this one! She had gone missing during a test flight, if i remember right. Then they found her, but she was... chronally unstable? It happened right before i entered cryo. So she's cured now? This strange collar probably had something to do with that. But uhm... turning her into... this wasn't part of the treatment, was it? I mean, she looks... so messy, even degraded. She had a nose ring, impossibly thick lips (probably inflated), and a "Mistress's personal bitch" tattoo below her collarbone. Well that's pretty straightfoward. And she smells... smells like... uhm... like... cum.
What was hidden under the blanket drew Mei’s attention even more. Even though she had never seen another woman under a blanket, she felt that there was something very wrong beneath it based on the outlines. And once again, curiosity got the better of her. She carefully pulled the blanket away, revealing Tracer’s torso bit by bit. The sudden cold air on Tracer’s skin made her roll on her side. The girl was the slender type, but her ass and tits were unnaturally massive, probably enhanced as well. Lewd tattoos were everywhere on her sensitive spots, accompanied with huge golden rings and piercings. Seeing it made Mei blush.
Mei felt sorry for this woman. Even with all those horrible features on her body, she didn't look really bad. She probably had been a natural beauty before. Well, at least even though parts of her body were visibly implanted, they were perfectly done. So now she was still a beauty, but in bimbo standards. 
In her sleep, Traver couldn’t endure the cold and tried to reach to her blanket. But before Mei could put it back to her hand, she grabbed Mei’s hand instead and pulled. Mei was too surprised to react, she fell down next to the bimbo. Tracer moaned happily as she found a new big, warm pillow, completely forgot about looking for her stolen blanket. She embraced Mei with her arms and legs, and when her face met the fat nipple, she opened her mouth, and sucked like a thirsty baby. Mei just remained silent, not wanting to disturb the girl more than she already had. And besides, this felt... kinda nice.
Of course it did, sucking has beome part of Tracer's instincts. 
Until Tracer bit her nipple. 
"Ow!" Mei uncontrolably yelped. The bite wasn't that hard, but her nipple was sensitive and she was caught off guard.
"Ow!" Tracer opened her sleepy eyes. "I'm sorry, mom!"
"N-No! No, i'm not your mom!"
"Are you that angry at me? Please, i'm sorry! Please let me suck your milk!"
Does she think this is a dream or what? Mei's face almost burned itself in embarrassment because Tracer called her "mom". 
"WAKE UUUUP!" Mei pinched Tracer's cheeks hard. "I'M NOT YOUR MOM!! THIS IS NOT A DREAM!!"
"Ow ow ow ow!! That hurts! Let me go!
Huh? Who are you?"
"Sorry, but would you mind showing me around this place? I've just come here yesterday and Mercy said you could help."
"Nah, i wanna sleep." - Tracer lied back on the bed and covered her entire body with the blanket. "Now good night."
"Uhm... Please?"
Tracer pulled the blanket away from her face to look at the woman she was talking to. Well, this one isn't bad. She looks meaty!
"Mm... Alright! But!"
"But?"
"I'm hungry. Let me eat your pussy."
"Okay, i-What did you say!?"
"You look tasty. And your pussy's wet. I can help."
"Uhm... no thanks?"
"No pussy, no guiding! Simple!""
It felt as if she was trying to compromise with a little kid, not a slightly younger woman.
"I can tell Mercy about this."
"Ah ah ah! You won't want that. I'm so good at eating pussy chicks would pay as much as i get from guys for sucking their dicks! And yet i'm offering to do it for free!"
"What? You're a whore or something?"
"Yup! And Mistress says that's the only thing i'm good at, teeheehee!"
"That makes you proud? How long have you been doing that?"
"Don't remember. Don't care. Oh, new rule: no pussy, no asking!"
"Uhm... is there any other way to sort this out?"
"NOPE!"
"Urgh... It's a deal, remember that!"
"Here, pinky swear!"
"Pinky swear." Mei sighed and decided to go along with it. She leaned on the bed and spread her legs, surprised at how bold she had become. It had just been one day, yet she had changed drastically. Tracer wasted no time to press her cocksucking lips on Mei's snatch. Hmm, smells naughty. Just the way i like it! The thick, but soft and juicy lips pressed on her pussy lips made her tingle. While Mercy devoted all of her time to learn how to satisfy Mistress's dick which resulted in her becoming Mistress's favorite when it came to giving blowjobs, Tracer had her fair share of pleasing both men and women alike, and her skill of combining her fingers, tongue, lips and teeth was godlike. Clit, urethra, G-spot, all the sensations Mei had never known about were discovered for her. Mei came quickly, and then she realized she had masturbated the wrong way for her entire life.

***
 
There was not much Tracer could tell her. Said the oldest thing she could remember in her entire life was Mistress's dick in her asshole. And then Mistress turned her into a whore. "But money isn't what we care about! Mistress said being a whore suits me well, so i wanna make her happy! Because when she's happy she will reward me her dick! Whoring doesn't feel as good, but still good!" About the strange collar on her neck, she said with it, Mistress could make her nice and tight again with just one press on the remote control. Eh... has science gone too far? "See, that's why everyone loves me! Even though they all have their own bitches, they would come back to me so i can squeeze cum from their dry cocks with my extreme tightness! That's why i'm the best whore in the world!"
Mei felt that if she had known it would be like this, then she shouldn't have asked anything.

***

First there were Ana and Pharah, who stayed in the same room. She knew about Ana, who had been considered KIA, now turned out to be alive. Well, this place certainly never ceased to surprise her. Based on Tracer's description, Pharah was her daughter. Tracer also said when she had lived with the daughter, her eyes had been brown, but after coming here, they became yellow. And the look of her eyes were exactly like Mistress's, you know." She also had been given a cock, and Ana had been, well, made young again. The door was locked, and Tracer didn't recommend disturbing them. "Mercy said it means they are fucking. So sad i'm not invited." 
Mei knew she would be lying if she said she didn't want to eavesdrop, but all the rooms in the base were soundproof. For an obvious reason. And judging by the nature of this place, Mei guessed she knew what was happening behind that door. 

***

Pharah had her beloved mother lay down on the bed with her arms bound behind her back, head down, ass up, presenting that fat backside to her. She loved seeing her mother helpless, it gave her twisted pleasure when she remembered who her mother had been. An old, renowned, respected soldier. A legend. Now who was she? Her daughter's personal bitch. The old, trained form had been gone. Now her body had Ana's neck, wrists and ankles were all chained to the bed, though they didn't restrain her from going to the toilet, or to anywhere as long as she was still in their room. A sign to remind her mother that she would never leave this place. Or this fate. Oh, Pharah wanted to praise herself so much. Her mother was sweating, shaking, having a hard time staring back at her with fear and anguish in her eyes. And yet her pussy was wet, begging to be ravaged by the dick of her daughter. The sight made Pharah as hard as a rock. She had to lick her lips to stop the drools from leaking out of her mouth.
"Please, Fareeha... stop... i'm begging you..."
"I'm doing this because i love you, mom. And i will teach you how to love me back." She stepped on the bed and spread that ass open.

***

And then there was Zarya. Basically a woman with a lot of muscle, and just like her body, the cock given to her was pretty big. Quite an easygoing person it seemed. Since there was a gym in this base too, and just like Mercy's lab and other stuff, it was very well equiped, Mei intended to ask if Zarya could help her with working out. Living in Antartica makes you eat a lot more and move around a lot less,  but now that she had moved here, she needed to lose some weight. And she had never really cared about her look before, but now, well, she wanted to look a little bit better. Unfortunately, Zarya couldn't be found in her room.
"She's probably upstairs."
"Then what are you waiting for?"
"...?
"I don't wanna go there..."
"Huh? Why?"
"I don't like that woman... She gives me creeps..."
"What? Didn't you say she treated you well?" Also, to Tracer, the definition of treating someone well is to sexually satisfy them. And Zarya treated her really well.
"No, not her. The other one."
"Er... all right. Guess i'll take it from here. Thank you."
"If you want to thank me, eat my pussy too!"
"Uhm... maybe later. Now if you excuse me!" Mei practically fled. Well, she could be quick when she had to.

***

This floor looked like the place to store stuff. There were weapons and high-tech stuffs, some Mei had no idea what they could be used for. Her eyes stopped at something spectacular. 
Huh? What are those things? Robotic arms and legs? They don't look like things ripped off from an Omnic or something like that, these are clean. More like... protheses? But that is even more strange. They are 2 arms and legs. And the lengths are even. Mei couldn't imagine what kind of accident could take away all of one's limbs like this. But why are these here? No one suddenly feels like they need artificial limbs in case they lose some of their own, do they? And if that person is an amputee, what reason do they have to leave these things here? They looked, like, 10 times more advanced than Omnics' stuff, and pretty new. This doesn't make sense.
And then a big server room. Normally she wouldn't bother checking since there was nothing worth seeing in computers anyway. But this was the last place Zarya could be. So Mei gave it a check.
There was no one here. Mei thought she had wasted her time, but then she realized there was a door at the back of this room. And the sign on it said...
"ZARYA'S RESTROOM"
Before she had the time to wonder why would someone need a personal toilet or why such a thing was placed in a server room, the door opened.
A muscular woman with pink hair stepped out. She looked surprised, obviously. But not too surprised.
"Oh, hello. Mei-Ling Zhou, isn't it?"

***

The door closed behind Zarya, and she grinned at the figure inside. A female Mexican, amputated. There were ports on where her arms and legs had been. Whenever someone wanted her to do something, cables would emerge from the walls and insert themselves into those ports, acting as her limbs in the cyberworld as she fulfilled that request. Hacking a security system, searching for protected information, modifying nanomachines, they would only take her a few seconds. Which is why she threw her artificial limbs away. They had been too slow. She had needed them to move around, but now that she only wanted to stay here, those things became a nuisance. 
But she still had another function. One less often used. Sombra's upgraded spine was connected with a machine arm which was attached to the ceiling. Normally it kept her torso up straight all the time, but it could move her into any position needed. When Zarya required her to.
"Good morning, my Queen." Sombra spoke as soon as Zarya stepped in, having been booted up instantly by the Russian's presence. She needed neither food or sleep. Her metabolism was completely in the machine's control, she even had contraception. Yet she couldn't manipulate her own emotions, so she still knew what it felt like to be bored, and thus would shut herself down whenever she was not used.
"Good morning, my personal toilet." Zarya then turned around and squatted down. Immediately, the machine arm got Sombra into position, lying on the ground with her head beaneath Zarya's ass, and her mouth right under the asshole. Zarya pressed on her face, but she didn't move for an inch. Her spine had been enhanced to support the muscular chick's weight.
"I must say that your face makes a good toilet pedestal." She ground her ass on Sombra's face, and the amputee started to lick and kiss the asshole, making it wet. Her tongue pressed on the tight anus, and as Zarya pushed it open, wormed its way inside. Then Zarya would close her asshole, pushing the invader out. They repeated for a few more times, until Sombra's tongue was too deep inside to be pushed out. Then she started to make out with it.
Oh yes, that feels nice. She could feel it coming. Slowly dropping down in her bowels, being stimulated by Sombra's tongue. Hmm, maybe it would feel better if her tongue is a bit longer... and stronger. Well, she could grow me a cock, then that wouldn't be too difficult, right? Zarya licked her lips at the tasty thought and pushed harder. It was coming. Her dick twitched, and grew, stood up in full size. She was aroused from shitting. She felt like masturbating. So she did, giving it a few slow stroke as she flexed her colon at the same time. Zarya lifted her ass up a little bit so she could see what kind of face Sombra made when she tasted shit.
Ahhh! Her pucker stretched open. Like an earthworm, an orange-brown turd slid its way out of the flesh tunnel. Sombra adjusted her head to position it right above her lips, and she sucked on the tip like a tasty ice cream. She took a bite and chewed quickly, swallowing the mass of feces. Zarya didn't continute shitting, nor did she close her anus to cut the rope off. She just held it there, which Sombra noticed. So the Mexican ate the rest, and pressed her lips on the pucker again, sucked shit out like a pump. *Gulp*, *Gulp*, clots after clots ran down in Sombra's throat. Everything felt so damn good. Zarya closed her eyes and moaned as she pressed her ass back on the toilet pedestal again while she was jerking off madly with both hands.
Haaah... Zarya sighed when she ran out of shit to feed Sombra, and at the same time the dark skinned toilet licked her asshole clean. She then stood up, tore a piece of toilet paper to wipe herself clean. "Now, turn around."
Sombra knew what was going to happen next. The machine arm lifted her up, her back facing Zarya. The rock hard dick pressed on her tight snatch, and she breathed heavily in preoccupation. No matter how many times she received it, she would never be able to get used to it. For sweet revenge, Widowmaker had made her body overly sensitive, which synergized perfectly with the merciless Russian's big dick and hateful fuck, but left her mind alone so she could taste despair. And indeed, she did. Last week, she just wanted to die.
But now she just felt mind blowing pleasure when the Queen used her! Her pussy was so sensitive, it felt like she was being torn apart. She was not tight anymore, but who needs tightness when you have a dick this big? It practically took away all the space her body had, pressing on her other organs as it found its way to her womb.  It was never easy for both of them, but Zarya never stopped. 
"You are sooooo big, my Queen!" Sombra spoke with a maniac grin as she felt how her pussy was almost impossibly being spread. "It's like you're molding me into your onahole!"
"Yes i am, bitch." She was incredibly tight, Zarya hadn't been able to reach this deep before since she came half way and her dick grew soft, but practices and practices. And then the ravage began.
"Feels like it's... pushing... against my lungs-!! Aaaaaahhh!! Eeeeek! Aaaahhhh!! Eeeeek!" That's what happens when Zarya rammed her with full length. Zarya had tried to learn how to knock on the cervix directly, and she succeeded. For Sombra, it almost hurt. Almost. Then when Zarya pulled out, which also felt like Zarya pulled all her insides out along, Sombra felt like all the memories in the last couple of seconds was erased, and it felt so good she couldn't even breath. And then the deepest part in her body would be punched again, reminding her how painful it (almost) was. And then the cycle repeated. Like said, since Sombra's hole fitted Zarya's dick perfectly, they almost became one single entity and Sombra could actually realize when Zarya was going to cum. It came, flooded into her babymaker, blasted on her inner walls. Sombra could actually hear the sound of cum sloshing, echoing from her womb to her ears. It made her belly even more visibly bloated, and she watched in glee like a baby first time seeing a balloon inflated, causing her to insanely giggle in her ragged breaths. 
Zarya, after finishing her orgasm, noticed the swollen belly of her personal toilet, it gave her a cruel idea. She grabbed it with both hands and started to knead it like a dough. She squeezed it, pressed on it, feeling her cum moving from one side to the other, and even grabbed on her cock through Sombra's flesh. Under the pressure, cum came gushing out of Sombra's hole, the sensation could be called taking a dump from her pussy. Her eyes rolled up, and the giggles turned into laughs, only stopped when Zarya pulled her cock out. This would take a lot of time for her to recover... That is certainly something needed to be fixed.
Satisfied, Zarya opened the door and left. Behind it stood an Asian woman, staring at her dumbfounded. The Russian did not realize at that moment, but her big frame blocked the climatologist's vision, so she didn't see Sombra. It was undoubtedly the first time this woman saw Zarya, but it wasn't the first time Zarya see her.
"Oh, hello. Mei-Ling Zhou, isn't it?"