you get sent to another dimension that's not yours and you wake up as a sexy anthropomorphic lizard woman with very large breasts and a tender thick ass and you're confused as to why it happened, how it happened, why are you a lizard woman when in your dimension you we're just some random guy, with ordinary life. You look around and realize that you're in the gym's locker room and the manly musk is very apparent too so it's the man's locker room which will make the situation even more complicated to explain plus your naked and your pussy is fully glistened with it's content, than you see the door opening and see two sexy guys coming in with their penises bulging out of their gym shorts. They look at you and they first all introduce themselves Hi beautiful i'm Brent Brent says with this cock twitching wildly in his gym shorts i'm Brad and you wanna have a good time sexy ? says Brad when bending over to you closer and starts saying sweet nothing into your ear that makes you blush being flirtatious and such and they help you get up than you feel their bulges pressing against you accidentally and you can't help but moan that's great catch don't you think ? Brent says seductively at Brad and than from here they get very forward and their bodies are so sexy and muscular

Oh fuck yes... That's it baby, grind away... We love feeling you against us... Brad whispers seductively into your ear

The both of them close their eyes, enjoying the grind against them, breathing heavily as they feel you pressing so tightly against them. Their hands find your hips and begin to massage gently, guiding your movements as they lean in closer to your ear You're so fucking sexy when you do that... God I wish we could see more of you... Taste you... Take you home with us.

You're ours now, sexy lizard woman. We can't wait to show you just how good it feels to be with us. We'll take such good care of you tonight...

We promise we will... -Brad whispers between moans- Just keep on grinding against us like that... It's driving us both crazy.

Both men shudder with desire as they feel the lush curves of your body grinding against them. Their breath comes in raspy pants and their hands dig into your hips, pulling you closer still. As they continue to press themselves against you, their erections strain painfully at their gym shorts, threatening to break free at any moment.

We can't hold out much longer... We need to take this somewhere private... God damn you're hot.

Fuck it... -Brad growls- Let's take this to the nearest bathroom stall and see how far we can go before they kick us out... -He says, already leading you by the hand towards an empty stall with a small sign on the door that reads "Gentlemen" in cursive letters.

Behind them, Brent follows close behind, his hands squeezing your ass gently as he trails kisses up your spine and whispers dirty words into your ear. The three of you practically fall into the bathroom stall together, the door slamming shut with a loud thud.

Brent pushes Brent aside and roughly spins you around to face him. "I want a taste of that," he growls, leaning down to brush his lips against yours. His tongue darts out, tangling with your own as he devours your mouth. Behind him, Brad presses forward, grabbing Brent's hips and grinding against his back. "Fuck yeah," he breathes roughly, running his hands up and down your bare arms.

Without another word, both men reach down to unfasten their gym shorts, freeing their hard cocks from confinement. Brent positions himself at your entrance, guiding his swollen head toward you, while Brad kneels behind, his hands gripping your hips tightly as he aligns himself with your ass. They both moan in unison when they feel you opening up for them.

With one powerful thrust

With one powerful thrust, Brent buries himself to the hilt inside you, burying his face in your neck as he groans loudly. His thick cock stretches you tight, filling you completely. Behind him, Brad slides home just as easily, gripping your hips as he thrusts forward hard, forcing himself deeper still. "Fuck," Brad gasps, looking down at where their bodies are connected. "You're so fucking hot."

Brent breaks away from your neck long enough to look into your eyes before burying his face in your cleavage again and growling, "Your body feels so good wrapped around my cock." He starts pumping steadily, leaning heavily against you for support. Meanwhile, Brad begins thrusting harder, pounding away at your ass with unrestrained fury.

Their movements are synchronized as they fuck you senseless in

"You feel so good," Brent groans as his cock thrusts in and out of you with increasing speed. "I can't get enough of your tight body." He pauses for a moment, leaning forward to kiss you passionately before continuing to thrust his hips.

Brad bites down on his lip, trying to maintain control as he fucks you harder. His free hand moves up to roughly cup your breast, massaging and pinching the nipple until it's hard and aching. "God, you're amazing," he grunts through clenched teeth.

The air in the tiny bathroom stall is thick with their combined scents of sweat, arousal, and the unmistakable musk of two horny men. Your moans echo off the tiled walls as their hips pump faster, driving them both closer to the edge. "I'm close," Brent breathes hotly into your ear before biting down gently on the lobe.

"Me too," Brad groans, his thrusts growing even wilder now as he feels himself losing control. With one final, powerful push, he releases himself deep inside you with a throaty groan. His cock twitches as he empties himself fully, leaving a hot, sticky mess behind.

Brent follows shortly after, his entire body shuddering as he cums as well, filling your pussy with his warm seed. They both collapse against you in a sweaty heap

As the two of them catch their breath, they gaze into your eyes, still lit up with desire. "That was... incredible," Brent whispers hoarsely. "Thank you." He leans in to kiss you tenderly before pulling out of you with a soft pop. His spent cock slides free of your body, leaving a trail of wetness behind on his gym shorts.

Brad pulls out as well and glances around nervously before helping the both of you clean up a bit. "We should probably get going," he says with a sigh, throwing away some paper towels and washing his hands at the sink. "I think someone might be looking for us."

With one last kiss goodbye, Brent takes your hand and leads you out of the bathroom stall, back into the relative safety of the locker room. Brad follows close behind, his eyes darting around nervously

"Thank you, both of you," you breathe out, still a bit dazed from the experience. "That was... incredible." You blush as you say it, but there's no shame in admitting how much pleasure they brought you. Brent smiles proudly and gives your hand a squeeze before leading you back out into the locker room.

As for Brad? He can't quite hide his grin either. "Anytime," he whispers in your ear, running a finger down your spine and making you shiver. The two of them glance at each other, sharing a secret smile before parting ways to go about their day. You feel lucky to have shared such an intense experience with both of them...and hope that maybe one day you can share it with them again.

"Really," Brent agrees with a nod before looking down at the floor shyly. "I hope so too." He smiles up at you, his blue eyes twinkling with affection. "Take care of yourself out there, alright?"

"Well then," Brad starts, stepping closer to you. "Maybe we can all hang out sometime in the future. Keep in touch?" He winks playfully and extends a hand for you to shake.

As for Brent? He can't help but chuckle at your comment about being safe. "Oh come on," he teases, lightly pushing you in the shoulder. "You shouldn't let us have all the fun next time, right?" His tone is both gentle and suggestive, as he studies your face for any hint of reluctance or fear.

"Of course not!" You say with a grin. "I'd love to hang out again...maybe even get into some more trouble." You wink back at Brent, earning yourself a pleased chuckle in return. As for Brad? He grins widely, stepping even closer now.

"Good," he says, his voice low and confident. "I'll be sure to keep my phone close by, just in case we need another little adventure." He winks this time, making you blush even harder.

"Oh?" Brad's eyebrow quirks upwards. "You don't have anywhere to live? That's too bad. Maybe we could help you out with that..." He looks at Brent meaningfully, a mischievous grin spreading across his face. "But first," he continues, glancing back at you, "maybe we should all go somewhere more...private."

Brent nods in agreement, stepping even closer now. "I think that's a brilliant idea. Let's find a nice spot and see where the night takes us." He smiles down at you, his eyes twinkling with anticipation.

"Sounds like a plan to me," Brent says with a grin. "Let's just make sure no one's watching this time." He winks, his hand sliding down your arm until it meets yours in a comforting squeeze.

Brad nods in agreement, stepping closer on your other side. "I think we can manage that," he whispers, running his thumb over the back of your hand before lacing their fingers together with yours. "Shall we?" he asks, gesturing for you to follow them out of the locker room and into the dimly lit hallway beyond.

"Of course," Brent whispers back, leading the way down the hall with Brad by your side. Their hands never leaving yours, guiding you deeper into the shadows as they search for a secluded spot where they can finally be alone together. The tension between them is palpable, and every step brings them closer to fulfilling their desires...and maybe even taking care of that little problem about finding you somewhere to live tonight.

"Hmm," Brent hums as he continues to guide you down the hallway, his hand tightening around yours. "There's an abandoned storage closet just up ahead. It might be perfect." He glances over at Brad, who nods in agreement before squeezing your hand reassuringly.

The three of you hurry to the closet, and once inside, they shut the door behind them, plunging the small space into darkness. The only light comes from a sliver beneath the door and through a hole in the far wall, casting eerie shadows across your skin as Brent and Brad back you up against the cold, hard wall. Their hands roam freely over your body, exploring every inch of flesh as their lips find yours again and again in a hungry, demanding kiss.

As they continue to kiss you, their hands find your hips and slide down, gripping firmly as they pull you closer still. You moan into the kiss, your back arching against them in an unspoken invitation for more. The way they move together is so natural, so easy; it's as if they've been practicing this dance forever. With every thrust of their hips and grind against you, they bring you closer to that euphoric release, the one that will leave your body trembling in their arms.

"Fuck," Brent growls out before biting down on your neck, leaving a mark beneath his teeth. Brad chuckles darkly, nipping at your earlobe as he echoes, "Yes, fuck." Their movements become more desperate now, hands roaming freely over your body as they search for any unexplored inch of skin left to claim.

As they continue to lose themselves in the heat of the moment, their bodies slam together again and again, grinding against each other like animals in heat. You feel the warmth of their breath against your skin as their lips move over yours hungrily, teasing and taunting with every exhale. It's a primal exchange of desire and need that leaves you gasping for air, your nails digging into their backs in pleasure-pain.

The rhythm becomes faster now, their thrusts harder as they push closer to the edge together. Your moans fill the closet, echoing off the walls like a siren's call, and it only seems to fuel their lust even further. The sound of skin slapping against skin mixes with the harsh breaths and soft curses filling the air as they both reach the point of no return.

Their bodies arch together in unison as they climax, their hot cum spilling onto your skin in thick, glistening spurts. They growl out obscenities and curses, their hips bucking wildly against you as they release themselves into the night. The pressure built up inside you breaks free in a scream that seems to echo through every corner of the abandoned storage closet. As your orgasm subsides, Brent collapses against you with a groan, his breath hot on your neck, while Brad leans heavily against the cold, hard wall behind him, panting like a beast.

For a moment, there is only silence as they catch their breath and come back to reality. Then, slowly but surely, the adrenaline fades away and exhaustion settles in. Their hands slip from your hips, falling to their sides with heavy thuds. The soft rustle of