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Sequel to an earlier story of two bully girls messing with/fucking the shy boy based on https://twitter.com/Nerdbayne/status/1402187968111157253?s=20&t=b-L8LR3WVQ5OwGtDW4CSVQ. I've written stuff like it so was a fun ride!

Anthony had a pretty good birthday. Some friends wished him a happy birthday and his besty even bought him lunch. His mom was making his favorite dinner later that night, so he was feeling great. That is, until he got partway home and crossed into the entertainment district in town.

It was a favorite hangout spot for The Green Girl Gang. Anthony barely noticed them by the time they had spotted and flanked one of their favorite victims.

“Hey there, birthday boy!” Ellis greeted.

The obnoxious twang to her voice made it clear she was aware she was unwelcome and was here to cause problems on purpose. From the other side, Artemis slung her brawny arm across Anthony’s shoulders.

“Lookin’ to celebrate, shrimp? Cuz we’re here to party,” the big green oni declared with a boisterous grin.

The girls pressed in close on either side of Anthony, sandwiching him between their bodies. Artemis was several heads taller than he was, mashing her huge breasts into his face. Her bright green skin was on full display, always seen wearing her undersized school uniform. Anthony could only assume it was intentional, showing off the lime-colored underboob, cleavage, and thick thighs.

Ellis didn’t have as many curves as the bigger bully but she flaunted them anyway. The gap-toothed, green-haired human girl was barely taller than Anthony but she acted like she was the hottest and biggest bitch in school. Her low-hanging skirt swayed with her hip-wiggling walk, drawing attention to the very tops of her thighs peeking out over the top to point towards her womanhood. Judging by the amount of skin being shown, she was either wearing very skimpy underwear or none whatsoever.

“I uh… I’m pretty celebrated out, I think,” Anthony mustered as his best defense.

The girls had never actually beaten him up. They shoved him around and “borrowed” money off him whenever they remembered to, but he was submissive enough to avoid the worst of their wrath. It was more often that they needed someone to get them off or just felt like sitting on somebody. It was always a coin toss when they grabbed him, but either way they always called the shots.

“Oh, no way!” Artemis scoffed in disbelief.

“You don’t even know how to party on our level, dude. Come on. We’re hittin’ the arcade. Your treat!”

Anthony sighed in resignation. Of course they wanted to use it as an excuse to enjoy themselves at his expense. His parents gave him a plentiful allowance, even if a chunk of it was taxed away by his bullies. Ellis slapped him firmly on the back and turned him towards the nearby arcade, guiding him into the blinking lights and exciting noises with a roughly friendly push.

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Anthony was surprised at how much fun it turned out to be. They mooched off his money whenever they found a game or crane machine they wanted to try, but they seemed genuinely excited about it. He even got to play along with them, when a spot was available. He watched Artemis nearly break the strength-testing machine when she clobbered its padded punching bag hard enough to make the machine creak, and Ellis goaded him into playing her in TechFighter. He beat her twice in a row before she intimidated him into letting her win the next game. The three even teamed up in a cooperative racing game against another group of teenagers. It was exciting to have them egging him on (“Faster, pussy! Stop driving like a virgin and cut them off!”) and trash talking them on his behalf when they ended up winning.

The girls seemed to have their fill as they wrapped up their game of Dance Rhythm Dance. There were only the two dance pads, leaving Anthony to sit on the bench beside the raised platforms. The girls’ already skimpy skirts were flying everywhere as they jumped and stomped around, giving him a fresh look at their tiny underwear every couple of seconds. They hopped off with a light sheen of sweat on their bodies, grinning from ear to ear. Ellis still had a plush toy of an alien stuffed into her backpack that she’d won off of Anthony’s bankroll.

“This’ been fun as hell! For such a twerp, you throw some of the best birthday parties!” Artemis teased.

“So why don’t we get a picture to remember it by? Then we can think of something actually cool every time we see your dorky little mug,” Ellis added, ruffling Anthony’s dark hair.

The very physical girls bodily steered him towards an open photobooth. The boxed-in structure had a thick curtain that drew across to give them privacy and make the most of the flash photography. Artemis and Ellis made sure he went inside first like they were stuffing him into a locker before closing it behind them. The overhead lights sprang to life as a brightly colored touchscreen activated in front of them.

Anthony fed the machine its money and stepped back, submitting to their lead as usual. Ellis and Artemis squeezed in around him like he expected, trapping him between them like they had when they first got a hold of him. This time, their hands went right for his crotch, squeezing at his rapidly awakening bulge.

“Your birthday’s not over yet, pipsqueak,” Artemis assured him, clutching tighter with her strong fingers.

“Let’s give ‘em something to really remember it by,” Ellis purred as she released her grip, just to snake her fingers up groin and into his pants.

The first flash went off as the two descended on him like a pack of horny she-wolves. It caught Anthony blushing intensely while his pants were being pulled down past his knees. He froze up in a state of panic and arousal as the girls went to their knees. He stared down as both of their mouths went after his exposed cock, wrapping around the warm and musky flesh. Their faces curled into wicked grins, their giggles muffled by their mouthfuls of man meat. They went after him with a sync and familiarity that they didn’t so much as flinch when their smacking lips and rolling tongues touched each other.

“What’s the matter? We needed you to smile for the camera, so we thought we’d give ya a good reason to smile,” Ellis purred, parting her lips from Anthony’s cock long enough to blow across it with her goading words.

Anthony shivered and shut his eyes in raw pleasure before they opened up again. He couldn’t bring himself to look away from the sight of his horny bullies having their way with his junk. It would be more offensive if it didn’t also look like the hottest thing he’d seen in his life.

The machine’s prerecorded said something that he didn’t quite register. He was understandably distracted, but he looked up in case someone had walked in on them. The girls weren’t so concerned, and Anthony looked up just in time to stare at the camera as it caught another picture of the girls sucking him off. It made it look like a piece of pornographic blackmail, though for whom it wasn’t clear.

“You’re lucky you got the tastiest dick in town. You know that, runt?” Artemis asked with a grin.

She wrapped a thick hand around Anthony’s dick, starting to jerk him off. He rapidly reached his full length, filling her squeezing fingers with his wet shaft. Ellis slid in a bit closer, kissing rapidly at his balls until his cum felt like it was struggling to escape them.

“Did that last shot get my ass in it?” Artemis pressed.

She reached behind herself, adjusting her skirt to hike it up a bit higher. Ellis snorted an obnoxious laugh and groped the squatting oni’s big green butt.

“Oh it got your good side. Don’t worry,” she assured her partner in petty crime.

Ellis teased a hand up Anthony’s crotch and rose to meet him at eye level. She made sure he saw her smirking face and gapped grin before she kissed him, pulling him in close for a tonguey kiss. Anthony moaned as she filled up his mouth with hers, drooling down his chin when the next picture went off. It perfectly captured her face overwhelming him.

Ellis wasted no time in pulling down her loose skirt, wiggling her hips to escape it. It left her crotch grinding against Anthony’s thigh, practically rubbing her arousal in his face. She probably would have done it literally if she could reach it like this.

“Come on, virgin,” Ellis coaxed as she backed off again.

She slid her soaking wet thong down her thighs before kicking it off completely. Anthony swallowed hard at seeing her fully exposed pussy awaiting him. The insult came with its own balming irony, considering how often they had fucked Anthony in the past.

“You gonna pop that cherry offa this birthday cake?”

Ellis turned away from him, bending far over to stick her ass out towards him. Her plump cheeks bumped against his cock, teasingly rubbing the wet erection. Anthony moaned as it felt like his entire body went weak just to focus more on his hardon.

“Yes… please…” Anthony panted.

“Don’t ask for pussy, wimp. You just take it!” Artemis scolded as she rose to tower over him.

The oni palmed the back of Anthony’s head and shoved him forward. Her “assist” made him bumble forward, mashing his wet dick between Ellis’ ass cheeks. She moaned with exaggerated pleasure, bouncing his booty in front of him. The clapping cheeks squeezed lightly around his member, egging him on whenever it wasn’t simply resting between them like a hotdog in a bun.

“Come on! Do it, pussy!” Ellis encouraged him until Anthony shifted his footing.

He lowered himself enough to pump into her pussy from behind. Her fat ass met with his lower belly with a satisfying slapping sound, and Ellis echoed it with a shrill, happy squeal. Anthony broke into a long and lusty moan as he started pumping away behind her, ignoring as another flesh went off to capture the indecent moment.

Anthony fucked her as the bullies demanded, losing himself in the intense and thrilling pleasure. He stared over her back and raised ass, clutching her hips for leverage. Artemis was still right behind him, trapping his head between her breasts like two fleshy pillows. It remained there until she cupped her hand under his chin, tilting his head upward and catching him in another hungry kiss.

Their combined efforts had Anthony hornier than he’d have imagined being in a situation like this one. After all, he’d have likely told someone about their behavior if he didn’t secretly enjoy it as much as he did. He moaned into Artemis’ mouth as he kept fucking Ellis, and soon his dick pumped its last inside her. His slim body shuddered as he nutted inside her, gushing his warm fluids throughout her pussy. Ellis’ snatch tightened greedily around him, their mixed juices running down her thighs. She even flashed a grin and a double peace sign just in time for the flash of the next picture.

“Theeeeere ya go. Happy birthday, loser,” Ellis snickered.

“Don’t forget about MY present!” Artemis noted proudly.

Anthony glanced at the screen, seeing that the picture had also caught her stripping out of her clothes. The big bandaged oni had shed her uniform and grabbed the smaller boy, pushing him back into the wide seat at the back of the booth. She sat down next to him, leaning over his lap to wrap one powerful arm around his cock. He was still leaking jizz as she flexed her bicep, squeezing the two halves of her arm together. It was impressively tight, and might have been quite threatening if it wasn’t so hot.

“You like that? My patented muscle-job. Not a lot get to feel those big biceps jerking them off, y’know,” Artemis boasted.

Anthony just laid back, panting as his still recovering cock was worked over again. It remained hard but his body was still flooded with the horny impulses of his last orgasm. The sweaty and horny oni just leaned into him, pinning his head back against the booth trapped beneath her armpit. His panting sucked down her musky scent as her muscles kept rippling around his erection. Ellis just watched with a bemused smirk as she wiped some of his jizz from her legs.

“Well enough foolin’ around! Let’s get to the good shit,” the bigger bully declared.

She clapped her hands together, sitting back upright. Artemis grabbed Anthony by the shoulders and steered him with a strong-gripping squeeze. She pressed him down to lay flat on the seat of the bench, taking his legs and pulling them straight up into the air. The naked green girl straddled his shaft, tugging his dick this way and that before driving her heavy hips straight down. Her pussy engulfed his cock in one mighty thrust, ramming down on him like a jackhammer and locking him into a reverse mating press.

Anthony was reduced to a moaning mess. His eyes rolled and his mouth hung open as the powerful girl fucked his brains out. Every shake of her body pounded his dick into the depths of her womanhood and back again, dripping sweat and pussy juices down on top of him in a light, warm drizzle. Another photo went off in the background.

“Oh my god! You need to see your stupid face in this one!” Ellis cackled.

She pointed at the screen even while she approached the bench. She turned away from them and sat down, casually using Anthony’s face as a seat cushion. The heat of her pussy barely reached him as her plump ass covered his face. She wiggled her hips to settle on top of him and grind her ass over his gawking mouth and tongue.

Once again, their teamwork left Anthony nutting hard. His trapped body shuddered, gushing jizz into Artemis’ pussy and quickly reciprocated by her own squirting orgasm. She grunted hard as a fresh burst of her pussy juices flooded his cock and thighs.

“Ahhhh shit. Nice… fuck,” Artemis panted, wiping some sweat from her brow.

She finally released Anthony’s legs, letting them drop back limply to the bench. She grabbed and yanked on her skirt, second guessing herself before she decided to slip her underwear back on.

“A happy ending for sure,” Ellis giggled.

She got up as Anthony heard a final snap of the camera. Ellis went up to the screen and took a copy for herself on her phone.

“Thanks for the souvenir, dweeb. Better hurry up and get those. But I promise I’ll send you some copies if you miss them.”

“Also might wanna get some pants on before the college dropouts check in on ya. Have a sweet BD, dude,” Artemis added casually.

The girls got dressed and left without him. Anthony had only just started yanking on his pants when his meek voice gave a genuine “Thanks,” after them.