5 on 1 - Chapter five: Until it gets wet

“That was so fucking hot.”

Carmen crawled off the floor, giving the enormous flaccid cock a driveby kiss on her way up. Mike shivered in response.

“Thanks, glad to know my first time looked as good as it felt.”

“”Y-y-you- That was y-your virginity!?!” Lilly damn near screamed. She’d been mid-way through masturbating and yanked her fingers out in surprise, which caused her knees and face to buckle in pain, “Ow-w-wwww fudge, but- master, what?”

“It was- huh, huh, holy shit- It was mine too,” Mia said, slumped against the pantry as she tried to regain her breath, “so I guess- hah fuck- guess we’re even.”

Carmen was just grinning like a lunatic, unable to even speak.

“My virginity has already been taken master, I apologise,” Afi chimed in, her thighs caked in drying fluid that made her skin glisten that much more. She bowed her head.

“Ah, look, I don’t really care about that stuff,” Mike replied, rolling his shoulders, “though… did you all have partners before me?”

“Talking about exes is never the move on a first date, Papi,” Carmen replied, stepping up off the floor. Her hair was still a tangle, and she did not seem to mind, “Why’s it even matter?”

“Well I dunno. Even if I am magic, I don’t want to steal you away from anyone.”

“You’re gonna rot my teeth,” Carmen said, rolling her eyes and jumping onto the counter beside Mia. The four sets of thighs created rolling hills of beauty, stretching from corner to corner, “I’ve had, like, one longterm relationship. A boy in my highschool. He was fine, but we ended up splitting when he moved to Ecuador for a job. I had a few flings, nothing serious. The boys couldn’t really keep up with me, and it turns out they don’t like a freak who knows what she wants.”

She flashed him a sharp smile, and he shook his head, patting his new cock, “I’ll admit, I can see why, but I’m coming around to the idea.”

Mia sucked in a deep breath, “I’ve never dated, and uh, like I said, I was a virgin until just now. I know what I like, but I just… I dunno. Boys my age are kinda shitty, and men who come after me are kinda creepy. I wanted the right guy.”

“Or the giiiiiirl,” Carmen said, twirling a finger through a strand of the redhead’s hair.

Mia grimaced, “Uh, sorry Ms Carmen, I’m not really… I’ve always been straight.”

“Ooh, Ms Carmen… I don’t hate that, but we’re definitely the same age now girl,” Carmen released the hair and leaned in close, “so you can just call me mistress.”

“I’ve had… well, I had two husbands. The m-m-man I met in highschool, he… he was a service member. He d-d… passed in Afghanistan. Uh, and, uh, then my se-second husband… well he was j-just an accountant, but he h-had a stroke a f-few years ago. I-I-I never told them what I li-liked. I always th-thought they’d ha-hate me for it. They… they were very st-strong men. I wa-wasn’t l-l-looking to get married again. I di-didn’t want to lose anyone else.”

“Jesus…” Mike said, stepping close and grasping Lilly’s hands in his own. He gave them a squeeze, and she turned her eyes to face him. They were watering, “I’m sorry you went through that Lilly.”

The two of them shared an embrace. When he released, he found a weak smile on her face. She mouthed a simple thank you. He turned to Afi.

“You have already heard my story. My husband will care that I am gone, but after a few weeks, that care will fade. If my new memories are accurate, we have only been together three years at this stage.”

“And y’know, not to make any crazy guesses, but if Yuki had anyone to get back to, she’d’ve probably told you.”

“It strikes me…” Mia said, pausing as they all turned to her, “oh, sorry, I think whatever brought us together picked us at the right time. I know you’re worried about us sir, but it really does feel like it knew who needed this, not just wanted it.”

“No family? No friends?”

“Lol, those guys sucked.” “My mum’s honestly not going to care.” “I d-don’t really-” “My family sold me off quite eagerly, I have no such loyalties”

“Woah, ok, ok,” Mike said, putting his hands up as the room filled with every voice at once, “I’ll uh, stop overthinking this-”

“Fiiiiiinally,” Carmen said, mockingly throwing her head back.

“-on the condition that if there is something important from your old life, you tell me, yeah?”

The girls looked between themselves. Half naked. Most of them still dripping, be it with sweat or arousal. Younger, curvier, owned. They looked back at their master and nodded in sync.

“Alright. That’s all I ask.”

“I should hope not,” Afi replied.

They all turned to this stoic woman, her face a mask. Then, moment by moment, it parted into a wide, toothy grin.

“HAH! Ya do have a sense of humour in there!” Carmen barked out, shooting off finger guns at the woman.

“On occasion," Afi replied, her grin shrinking back down. The corners of her lips were ever so slightly higher.

“I’ve got a few more changes in mind, but I don’t want this to all be for me,” Mike said, earning him a few words of protest. He waved his hand, “you were all honest with me, and if I’m going to make you all more my type, I’d like you to tell me ways I can change to suit your preferences.”

There was a bit of silence between the girls as they looked at each other.

“Sir, you have no reason to do it. Us being honest and kinda rude doesn’t mean you have to go turning yourself into something totally different. You should be you, it’s us who should bend to your whims,” Mia said, alighting from her place on the counter. Her new walk, as imposed by the change, sent her hips rolling, pushing out her butt with each wiggling step. She reached up to put her hands on his chest, “just brainwash us into finding you beautiful sir, I’d be happy to never look at another man again.”

Mike rested his hand on her shoulder and gave her forehead a kiss, “now look, I’m coming around on Carmen’s size kink, but I’ve always been into the idea of changing shape. Changing others, and changing myself. If you girls change me into something I don’t want to be, I’ll just change myself back.”

“You want this?” Afi asked, nodding towards the new cock she was looking at from behind, swinging between his parted thighs like a pendulum.

“That and much more,” he said, giving it a pat, “but there is a bit of brainwashing I’d like to do.”

Theme: Sexuality. Target: All of them. Counter change: Mia

“Sir?” Mia asked, scanning the words before her with creased eyebrows.

“Your comment got me thinking,” Mike said, gesturing to all of them, “are you all straight?”

Lilly and Afi looked at each other then turned back and nodded.

“Exactly. If Carmen’s gonna be my second in command, I want you to actually enjoy it when she uses your bodies.”

“Oooh-hoo-hoo! That’s my fuckin’ master right there!” Carmen whooped, bouncing around on the counter.

All slaves are now pansexual, having many of the same preferences for women as their master does. They would be just as eagerly submissive for a trusted dominant master of any gender.

Or

All slaves are now attracted to all other slaves within their master’s harem. All slaves will now have zero sexual attraction towards anyone other than their master and their fellow slaves, except those that their master instructs them to be attracted to.

“You know, one of the primary ways abuse happens is by distancing a person from everyone and everything else?” Mike remarked, scanning over the two options.

“Well, did you know that it’s really hot, sir?” Mia said, flashing a grin at him, “also, if we do it to ourselves against your wishes, I’m pretty sure that’s a different thing.”

“Mmhmm,” Mike said, picking the first option.

The votes came quickly, but it was split. A perfect 3-3.

“Ooh, the first tie,” Carmen said.

Mike scratched his chin, “What’s gonna-”

COMPROMISE CHANGE

All slaves are now pansexual. All slaves are now attracted to all other slaves within their master’s harem. Their master can instruct them to find a person attractive.

Just as he finished reading, all the girls' heads began to glow. Specifically, their skulls, shining out through their skin like halloween decorations. When it dimmed, their eyes were wide.

Carmen’s were darting about, searching for reactions like a kid waiting to see you unwrap their gift on Christmas. Lilly had landed on Afi. Her face was bright, beet red, drinking in Afi’s back muscles like she hoped to drown in them. Mia was holding her head, staring at the floor as if trying to do some complex calculation without paper or a phone. Afi just stared around at them with that same cool, collected air that at this point seemed like her staple.

“Sooooo? How’s bisexuality treating you?” Carmen said, strutting over to Mia and dragging a finger along the shoulders of her dress shirt. By this point, the poor bit of fabric was coated in sweat, with big damp patches beneath her arms and along her back. Carmen made a point to kiss one such patch, sitting on her spine.

Mia, for her part, shivered and jumped at Carmen’s touch, startled out of her thoughts as she was, “I… wow, I uh, it worked, definitely. I didn’t… wow that is weird.”

“Trust the weird,” Mike said, smiling, “it’s the only reason we’re all here.”

“That, and our devotion to you master,” Afi said, nodding towards him.

“Well, your devotion’s also a bit weird,” he said, leaning towards her and kissing her. It was a shallow kiss, but he made special effort to lick along her juicy, puffy lips. Teasing and quick, “I like the weird.”

“Mmmm,” she hummed, running her own tongue over the spot he’d licked, never breaking eye contact, “then consider me the weirdest of weirdos.”

He turned back, and found Carmen and Mia engaged in their own fun. Their lips were sealed together. One of Carmen’s hands was draped over Mia’s shoulder, and the other was cupping her burning red cheek. Mia’s, on the other hand, were split between feeling Carmen up beneath the sports bra and rubbing at her own clit.

Their adorable groaning moans bubbled out into the room, lost to everyone else in the pleasure of each other’s flesh. Mike just grinned, and was about to join in when he saw Lilly standing behind them. Her eyes wide, her lips wet, her hands trembling and clenched together.

She felt his eyes on her, and snapped to him. Stood a bit straighter, then deflated a bit. Turned to the side, eyes down, hands rubbing her shoulders.

“Uh, m-master, c-c-c-could I h-have a tu-turn?”

“Oh, piggy wants a turn?”

Her head slammed back to attention.

“Wh-what?!?”

Even the two kissers stopped for a moment, eyes open and peeking back at him. Lilly was bug eyed, searching his face and gaze. He held eye contact, maybe the longest period of eye contact she’d ever had with another person. He counted out each second, letting it drag in the sudden silence. Her fidgeting intensified, her cheeks trembled, but she didn’t dare look away.

“What, you thought you could ask something of me?”

“N-n-no, I just- I’m s-so-”

“I don’t need a pig’s apologies,” he said, taking a step towards her. She recoiled, taking a step away.

Everyone was staring at them now, the kiss completely forgotten.

“Why do you think you haven’t gotten any yet?” he said, taking another step. The apartment wasn’t that big. She tried to back up, and found only wall, “I already got the three slaves I wanted. You were just thrown in. A bargain. An afterthought.”

Her whole body was shaking now. Her eyes were wobbling. He was closing in now.

“Piggies don’t get to make demands. Piggies don’t get to ask. Piggies sit there. And watch. And hope that one day-”

He was leaning over her now, casting her in shadow. His mouth was wide, a mocking, sharp toothed grin. His eyes had not blinked.

“-their master does this.”

He leaned down and kissed her.

Lilly convulsed like she’d been hit by lightning. Hours of watching. Teasing. Knowing, uncovering, deciding. Her hips bucked and jerked as she squirted, dousing his cock in her cum. She tried to gasp for air but he held her face to his with just two fingers. Her eyes were open, rolling up as tears streamed down her cheeks. Her hands were shaking, twisting through the air, trying to find something. When he stuck his tongue into her mouth, shoving past her lips, her arms leapt into action. Wrapping around him. Digging her nails into his shirt, his back. Pulling him in closer. Pulling her in deeper. Humping her soaking wet hips into him like she was drunkenly pounding a nail with a hammer.

Mike luxuriated in her mouth. His movements were slow, deliberate. Contrasting her animalistic frenzy. He licked about from left to right, indulging the soft insides of her cheek and the warm weight of her tongue. She was drooling so much, it was dribbling onto both their cheeks. If her throat could squirt, he had no doubt they’d’ve done it in sync. He stroked her face, letting his fingers go high into her hair. He felt the splatter against his cock. Felt the warm slickness try to paint him, and not even get a third of his new mass. His spine tingled at that. The sense of weight, of enormity. He’d only just cum, but he could feel the prickles of arousal seeping back into his body.

He released, pulling away. Lilly collapsed like a sandbag, hitting the floor with a thump. She convulsed twice more, drooling from both ends as her eyes continued to roll. She sucked in a breath, and another aftershock hitched it in her throat.

“Th-thank- th-annnnk y-yoooo-hoo,” was all she could muster.

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