Super secret dad sex plan hidden behind the super epic dad meetup has been a great success. More and more dads were accepting their feelings and having sex everyday, and naturally, gossips arose. "Ahh sasuga bear... Something like this was inevitable in such a meetup after all. x huh? I knew the rrats were true" Stuffed thought after catching up on the latest posts on the thread. "I wonder who's next... Not gonna lie, watching dads fall one by one is kinda exciting.". Whenever dads were seen close together, walls of texts detailing juicy, scandalous happenings between them would be posted on the thread the next day. Stuffed read the new chapter then proceeded to tease and on d**. Most dads dismissed the posts as fantasy, fiction, mere rrats. Stuffed didn't completely believe them either but the way some dads acted around each other was... suspicious to say the least. Even if they were complete fiction, Stuffed enjoyed entertaining the idea, poking fun at dads for their crushes like a middle school student always got a giggle out of him. Though it didn't end there, it was all fun and games until he read deeper into the posts and felt a tingle deep within. He secretly enjoyed the intimacy, the romance, the sex. It was undeniable at this point that there was a sinister conspiracy going on to turn dads gay, Bea was pushing dads together, balons were gathering dads together and now someone... was planting entire scenarios into their minds. Stuffed felt guilty for getting excited at such a thought, but he could not help ponder for he knew he would eventually be the victim. Who could his partner be? Could it be ? *? ()? What sort of debauchery would be poured into his story? What role would he take? Stuffed began dreaming his own scenarios while laying on bed, some too perverted to admit, some too decadent to utter, some that must be repressed deep within. He could not simply laugh these off like the fics.
"Yes, yes dolls are cool and all but the extravagant style of their dresses miss the entire point of toy perfection that can be found only within quality vinyl sentai kaiju toys. A soft doll like Nanchara-chan can't be compared to my prized Supaasato za kaijin-kira limited edition plywood base, carbon-enriched, inflammable gel coated, hot-glued, thinly-painted, custom-pose-able action figure. They are completely different in their essences, please do not confuse them with dolls" Max took a sip from his espresso, annoyed by the uneducated comment made on his beloved toys by Dave. "Now that you mention dolls though, have you heard about the rrats about the dolldads?" of course he had, he was one of the head gay rrat spreaders. He never missed a chance to hornypost as soon as dad sex was mentioned. "Dads really have been getting closer haven't they?" Dave replied, unable to contain his smirk. "I think it's kinda scary. If the rrats are true, this meetup is basically a gay escape room.". "Come on Max-chama, I don't think there is any reason to be scared, dads are just socializing. Weren't you the one who's always trying to get dads to come out and socialize? Just enjoy the company.". Indeed, Max had always tried to befriend dads and get them to socialize. He had a lot of fun getting to know the dads in person but recently something felt off. Could it be that dads have crossed the line? Could true love bloom between dads or were they mere playthings for the bear's sick game? Did Max do something bad by helping dads get deceived and corrupted by the paws or were they simply meant to be? "Eh, it can't be helped" he was probably just overthinking, dads probably didn't even do anything together, it's just shitposting as always. Even if some dads did fall in love there's nothing wrong with that right? But if there is nothing wrong then why did Max feel a dark force lurking in the shadows, seemingly pushing dads together?
"What's the matter Max? Afraid you might get the hots for... some dad?" said Dave, jokingly with an eyebrow raised, upon seeing Max's bothered expression. "Don't even imply something like that, cock cage.". They shared a laugh.
"Ahh... I can't believe I actually came to this" Stuffed could no longer hide from his demons, he had submitted and did his reps like a good little toy, while lost in dad fantasies. As lust fleeted, guilt overtake the vacuum, Stuffed had to bear the fact he gave in from now on. There was no turning back from this now, paws had taken firm grip of him, and the puppet show was just about to begin. His fantasies returned to possess his mind shortly after release when he partook in scheduled activities. Stuffed would see dads 3 feet away from each and would immediately think that they must be secretly dating or something, impure thoughts would cloud his mind and the storm inside his heart would not rest until he could suspend disbelief of reality enough to come up with something that supports his belief of random dads being secret lovers. The poison had overtaken his own will, this plush was now an instrument of the paws, he wanted the dad love, he craved it, he needed it. Silently observing other dads as they chatted, Stuffed came up with a plan to get two together, he knew the dads well enough, they were close to each other and were quite choroi too. While devising his plan, refining it to make sure his subjects cannot escape he felt butterflies in his stomach, this must have been what whoever was behind all of this pushing dads together must have felt. Power, lust... and love? Stuffed realized that pushing these dads together was not he wanted, for he had feelings for both. Did he really love them? Was it even possible for him to love two dads at the same time? All he knew was the fact his heart pushed him to own both instead of matching them. It could definitely work, 3 dads in one relationship, it somehow made too much sense.
Dave walked into his room, planning to do his reps for a few hours before the stream watchalong starts. He immediately noticed something on his desk, unmistakably this was a pair of glasses, and no ordinary pair either. A pair of U-47 model perfectly polished shining lenses held together with an elegant mechanism with perfect sleek lines complementing and contrasting with the black frame. Top of the lenses were nude and only the bottom was covered, a bold sight teasing him. He felt a twitch in his cage, the shine reflecting from the pair made him forgot that he could even unlock his cage at will. Enthralled, Dave slowly walked towards the glasses, shaking from excitement. There was a note under the pair, "Meet me at the fishing spot 5 minutes before the watchalong. Important." Dave didn't need his keys anymore as his reps were done along with the sentence.
Dave was giggling like a JK in love as he waited next to the small pond for his secret admirer to show up. A couple minutes later, Max showed up, so furious that one could almost see steam coming from his ears. "What the fuck is going on where are my fucking toys?!". Confused, "Eh? What? I didn't touch your toys. What did you call me here for?" Dave replied. "What? I found a note on my desk saying if I want to see my toys again I would have to come here and meet someone, that wasn't you? Also I didn't call you what the hell." "I found a pair of glasses along with a note telling me to come here... I thought it was like a gift from some secret admirer or something..." said Dave. "Did someone set us up? What's going on her-" Max was interrupted by Stuffed approaching and saying "Oh fancy seeing you guys here, what are you doing here all alone together?". "What kind of prank is this? Where are my toys?!" said Max. "I didn't even touch them retard, they are all where they are. I knew the threat of even one of them missing would be enough for you to bolt out without double checking. He was right.
"Oh... Well I didn't check because I was too shocked... But how come Dave gets something while I just get threatened anyway?" Max asked. "The glasses were already expensive... I can't afford to buy you some special figure just to get your attention.". Max couldn't blame him as he knew better than everyone else how expensive quality toys could be. "So is this just some kinda prank? Why did you bring us here?" Dave asked. Stuffed took a deep breath. "No, I needed to be alone with both of you.". "You could have just ask-" Dave was cut short by Stuffed. "Max and I were already planning on getting that for you for christmas, I decided to give it to you a bit early for this confession I'm about to make." Silence became unbearable within a couple seconds as Stuffed had a moment to perfectly align the strike his words would be. "I love you dads, both of you." despite sounding silly, it could be felt that this was a true love confession. Dave was ready to throw himself at whoever was his "secret admirer" anyway but he was taken aback as he now found himself in a love triangle, could such a thing possibly work? Max's eyes opened wide as he came to realize that all along, Stuffed had been the presence he felt. But was it him who influenced Stuffed or was it Stuffed who influenced Max? Stuffed must have been planning this for a while, but Max felt that it was his actions which tripped the first domino. Maybe this was what he wanted all along. He was unsure of his feelings, even if he did love Stuffed or Dave, did he love both? Could he? Either way his body wasn't concerned with such questions, his heart was beating fast and his cheeks were flushed. Even though his mind was filled with uncertainties and contradictions, he closed his eyes and took the leap. "I love you too, dads."
Both turned to Dave, who was shaking like a kitten in the rain. Such an unusual and arguably degenerate scene filled him with excitement he hasn't felt ever since he first discovered porn.
They hesitantly embraced each other, even though all of them were uncertain about being in a polyamorous relationship, their bodies were burning with lust and their flesh rubbing together confirmed their desires. "S-so... Are we going to... do it..." Dave timidly asked. Without a word, Stuffed grabbed their hands, one in each hand and lead them to his room, neither objected. As they stepped into the room Stuffed finally realized what's going on. It wasn't Bea, it wasn't the organizer, it wasn't the writer who created the dark fantasies he so desired. It was him. For words would have no power if his will didn't let them to. He accepted his role in the story, he was to arson, he was to spark the fuel and feed, free the flame he held within and devour his lovers with his endless passion. They undressed, Dave took everything off except his glasses and cage. Seeing Stuffed's toned and Max's soft body was enough to get him to leak in his cage. Stuffed took the lead and laid Dave on the bed, Dave's body was ready to get ravaged on the spot, he closed his eyes and instead of penetration he felt weight on top of him. Stuffed laid Max on top of Dave, his rather small body didn't cause discomfort. "Don't tell me you expected to get action, cuckcage!" Stuffed laughed. "Be a good boy and help me breed Max.". Stuffed's bold, dominant words sent shivers down their spines. Dave kissed Max's cheek and descended down to his neck while caressing his chest. Max spread his legs and closed his eyes as he braced himself for penetration. Even though it was Max's first time, Stuffed was overtaken by animalistic lust, he pinned Max's arms down and ravished his tender body. Assaulted by loving strokes and Stuffed's thick cock Max gave in and let out loud moans. Dave was getting a good kegel workout as his whole body clenched. His tiny, immature dick trapped in its cage desperately struggled for release as his lovers coupled on top of him.
Waves of pleasure sent by Stuffed's pounding echoed throughout both of their bodies. With a final pump, Stuffed unleashed his seed deep into Max. The pleasure of being cummed inside pushed Max over the edge and his slightly-smaller-than-average dick shot hot ropes of cum on his stomach while twitching. Stuffed pulled his dick out of Max's tight hole and rested it on his crotch, their members covered in cum rubbed together like a couple of lovers cuddling in a sauna. Stuffed's seed overflew and leaked out of Max. Hot drops of semen falling on Dave's cage was too much for his weak prick to handle. Dave weakly leaked out all the cum he had saved as his cage prevented him from shooting properly. As lust was drained from their bodies, clarity unraveled the haze covering their minds. The three dads laying together, exhausted, were able to speak their feelings with no doubt. "I love you dads."
"Say ***, wasn't Dave having breakfast with those two just now?". "Oh I thought he was with them too, maybe he went somewhere. How did he go so fast though? Hayai ne...". When lust overtook once more, dads decided to experiment with spicier stuff. While having breakfast, Stuffed commanded Dave to go under the table and give Max and him a double handjob. "You're such an idiot." Dave said sweetly before obeying his command with no resistance.
Degenerate borderline public sex became a common activity between the dads, Max and Stuffed would bend Dave over whenever they wanted or simply made him get on his knees so they can cover his beloved glasses with cum, he wouldn't want it any other way either.
Max and Dave even surprised Stuffed with bad dragon strap-ons once. Even though he was usually the top, it was only fair for dads to return the favor every once in a while by stuffing the idiot. Fun dynamic of the relationship truly grew on everyone and they were all certain that they found true love.