A week later or so…

When Michael was a little over a week - it was already Thursday today, he had given the orders last week Monday - but hey, he had a busy schedule too and he might have forgotten a little, being a man, a perverted man with needs. That's why he had let off a lot of steam in the last week...

But well, now he was here and wanted to see who had followed his rules. He looked in his notebook to recall the names and orders he had given, but all it said was "you should". Fuck!!!

Then he'll just have to go in and remember, or be remembered, on his own.

He had also done something about his stamina and semen production this week. He could now last as long as he wanted, could change the size of his penis and could squirt as much semen out of his balls as he wanted. His classmates Stacy and Bethany especially adored his „cocky“ as they have been calling it.

But now back to the current story, because this story took place in a different storyline.

He walked into the restaurant and was promptly greeted by heat and moaning noises.

Charry was her name? Or Charity...? She was being fucked in all her holes by three men at the same time. One of the men was an employee, which could be recognized by the uniform he was wearing. The other two men were strangers to him. As he looked around the room, he saw many familiar faces again. Now his memories were slowly coming back to him. He remembered the student, the mother and her daughter, Thomas and the three "friends" who had laughed at him.

Not all of them were here, but it was okay, as he didn’t order it to everyone. He think so at least.

He decided not to interrupt Charity's fuck and walked through the rows towards the mother and her daughter. When they saw him, Mirabelle's face lit up, they were sitting in the restaurant so Mirabelle saw Michael coming but her mother didn't notice him until he was standing right next to her.

When she saw him, her face darkened, but before she could say anything, Mirabelle stood up and presented him with her outfit. "Look, what do you think?"

She looked at her mother admonishingly and Michael also looked at her questioningly. "What have I missed?"

Mirabelle was quicker than Margrit and interrupted her again. "Well, you said that we would meet here again in a week. That would be a good three days ago. But my mother has to work and I have to be at school". She rolled her eyes and carried on talking, "but instead we're sitting here all day waiting for you".

"I had a busy schedule too and had all sorts of things to..."

"That doesn't mean we don't have a full schedule," Margrit interrupted.

"You should never interrupt me again," Michael said in a serious voice.

He gave Margrit a dirty look; her head was as red as a tomato.

"Now get under the table and make your daughter's pussy burn!"

But Margrit still seemed to be thinking.

"Do you want me to **** you, or are you doing it voluntarily?"

She remembered last week well, because she then disappeared straight under the table. He could hear her pushing Mirabelle's dress up and taking a deep breath.

"You're not wearing any underpants and you're shaved too! You’re such a slu…" She screamed indignantly from under the table, but Mirabelle simply pressed her head down on her pussy and silenced everything Magrit said. She tried to resist, but she was unable to push herself away, when had her little daughter become so strong?

"So Mirabelle, or what should I call you now?"

"Uhm, my name is Mira".

"Shorter but not very slutty".

"Yeah, that's exactly what I said to my mom, but I guess she was a little too hasty to put me in my place last week because she didn't change my sisters' names, she didn't even ask them or tell them."

Margrit wanted to say something, but her attempt was drowned out by Mira's pussy.

"Now lick, slut!" she hissed under the table and held her mother's head firmly in her crotch.

Meanwhile, Michael took out his cock and jerked off to the whole thing. This reverse power play between daughter and mother made him so horny.

Finally, he heard leaking noises. And Mira began to moan.

"Give me the phone numbers of your sisters, or even better yet, give me your unlocked phone". Michael begins.

Mira rummages around in her handbag and finally gives him her unlocked cell phone.

He sat down on the other side of the table and got Magrit's warm seat.

He opened WhatsApp, searched for her sister’s name, but stumbled across a birthday cake emoji in a chat named „Family chat“. Interested he taps on it and is greeted with something interesting: Edith celebrated her 30th birthday four days ago. If he remembers back to what happened last week Monday, and before he had changed the daughters' ages, Edith had been 17 and everyone else was of age. As he changed the age of her daughters in Margrit's head, but they are now all of legal age, so he now had a free hand.

He saw Edith's confused emojis when her mother wished her a happy 30th birthday. That was just so hilarious... He kept scrolling down and finally saw Edith and Aletta claiming she had turned 18. So there we have it.

She had even created a cake with a 30 with candles. The video she posted to the group showed the confused faces of Edith and Aletta, only Mira was happy with her sisters.

When he saw Aletta, his cock began to grow even bigger and firmer in his hand. She was beautiful. She was tall and slim, with natural black hair, or at least he thought so, as the poor quality of the video didn't show much detail. Her mouth was a typical kissing mouth and not a blowing mouth and she had a petite snub nose. He immediately had a few ideas on how he could change her appearance to make her even prettier and stand out from the other women.

But what suddenly surprised him was the sudden sensation on his penis. He looked down and saw the student he had „hired“ a week ago to give three blowjobs and lick three pussies a day. She was doing a much better job than before. So good that he cums immediately. The power play between mother and daughter and the horny sight and skillful blowjob was just too much for him.

When the first jets of cum hit her mouth, she closed her head back in submission and tried to keep his penis away from her.

"You should always swallow everything, if you don't get it all in your little mouth, then it's okay if they squirt on your face. There's nothing embarrassing about it. And besides, sperm doesn't taste that bad".

She looked at him with wide eyes. Then she looked at his penis.

"Can I try again?"

"You're welcome to try again, but first you should lick up the delicious sperm I've sprayed on the floor and the edge of the table. Don't let the good sperm dry out and disappear into your stomach."

She looked at him again with wide eyes.

"If I can suck your penis again afterwards, I'll do anything"

"That's my girl. Now go on. It's starting to dry".

As he turned around, Mirabelle came in with a soft gasp. Wow, she's really learned something, thought Michael as he watched Margrit emerge from under the table.

"You should be allowed to scream out your orgasm when you come, actually everyone in your family should do that."

He saw the student licking up his sperm on the dirty floor. "What's your name?" He hadn't asked her what her name was. At least he wouldn't remember. But she just kept licking. So he lightly kicked her upturned bottom. Just in time, because otherwise she would have licked an old piece of chewing gum that had his sperm on it.

She looked up in surprise. "What was the question?"

"I asked what your name was"

"Oh, that would be Karen."

"Uhhh, a Karen. I hate that name"

"Well, what can I do, my parents gave me that name..."

"What do you think of the name Sophie?" Michael asked her.

"Yes, I think it's a good name, I wish my parents hadn't given me such a cliche name. But what can you do about it?"

"Well, I just had an idea, I don't think the name Sophie is suitable for you anymore. I think a muddy name like Zoffeyah is much more suitable. It's more suited to your new look or your new attitude to life."

Little Karen straightened up and stood in front of Michael.

"What have I actually done to you, you told me that I not only have to give men blowjobs, but also lick women..."

"You shouldn't talk to men like that. You should always listen to a man and just answer his questions with honesty. And you know what goes with naughty little girls? No, they shouldn't study, they should put on make-up for men, do their hair and dress revealingly. And you should also do this every morning 3 hours before you go to school or whatever you do. And your parents have been drunk when you were born and written your name down wrong. Instead of Sophia, it became Zoffeyah."

Just a moment ago, he saw a knowing girl standing in front of him, but in an instant, everything had disappeared from the shy and loving girl.

She sits casually on a chair, a cigarette in her hand, while she uses her other hand to light a lighter. Her face is oval, framed by wavy, dark brown hair that falls over her shoulders. Her nose is well-formed, a gentle curve that corresponds harmoniously with her finely cut features. Her make-up is carefully applied, with accentuated eyes - mascara highlights her lashes and a soft, dark eye shadow frames her brown eyes. Her lips are subtly made up.

She wears a simple black leotard that matches her relaxed attitude.

"Oah, I'd kill for a blowjob right now".

Without another word, she went under the table and took his half-stiff cock into her mouth. She skillfully deepthroated his penis until he was almost immediately fully erect again.

"Wow, you're a natural, Zoffeyah".

He looked into her big, round and beautiful eyes and saw that she was also turned on.

She plopped his cock out of her mouth and hissed „My friends call me Zofee, you can call me like that“.

Michael looked up and smiled at Magrit and Mirabelle. They were sitting on the other side of the table looking at him open-mouthed. They couldn't believe what was happening in front of them.

But why is that? Shouldn't the command actually normalize everything he says? He had just noticed the same thing about Karen. When she accused him of taking her for a blowjob and pussy licking last week.

He decided to get to the bottom of it later.

"This and much worse awaits you and your family," Michael said, confirming what Magrit had already thought. She was shaking all over and started sobbing.

"Why are you doing this?"