Ask Rick about his expectations for you as his live-in girlfriend

You perch on the edge of Rick's enormous bed, legs swinging playfully as you watch him strip off his shirt. The flannel you're wearing has fallen completely open, exposing your small, perky breasts and the smooth cleft between your legs. Your chestnut pigtails bounce with each movement, framing your freckled face.

"So like, what do you expect from me?" you ask, twirling a strand of hair around your finger. "As your live-in girlfriend and stuff?"

Rick grins, his chest hair peppered with gray as he unbuckles his belt. "Pretty simple, princess. You keep me happy, I keep you spoiled."

"But like, what makes you happy?" You giggle, scooting backward on the silk sheets.

"This," Rick growls, dropping his pants to reveal his thick erection. "Having a hot little piece like you available whenever I want. Cooking me dinner wearing nothing but an apron. Greeting me at the door with those pretty lips wrapped around my cock."

The crude words send a shiver of excitement through your enhanced pussy, making you squirm with need. The Pussy Plus™ upgrade tingles between your thighs, heightening every sensation.

"That sounds fun!" you chirp, your simplified mind finding the arrangement perfectly reasonable. "I'm not super good at cooking though."

"You'll learn," Rick says dismissively, climbing onto the bed. "Or we'll order in. I don't really give a fuck as long as you're naked and wet when I want you."

You spot your perfect opportunity as he settles against the headboard. With a playful growl, you pounce on him, straddling his thick waist. The flannel shirt flies open, completely exposing your transformed body.

"My turn to be on top!" you announce, reaching between your legs to guide his cock to your entrance.

Rick's eyes widen in surprise, then narrow with pleasure as you sink down onto him in one smooth motion. The enhanced sensitivity makes you gasp, your back arching dramatically.

"Holy shit," you moan, feeling him stretch you deliciously. "You're so big!"

Rick grunts approvingly, his meaty hands gripping your narrow waist. "Fuck, you're tight. Bounce for me, princess."

You need no further encouragement. Rising up until just the tip remains inside, you slam back down with enthusiasm. Each movement sends waves of impossible pleasure through your core, making your toes curl and your simplified mind blank with ecstasy.

"Oh! Oh! Oh!" you cry out, establishing a rapid rhythm. Your small breasts bounce enthusiastically as you ride him, pigtails whipping around your flushed face.

"That's it," Rick groans, thrusting upward to meet each of your downward movements. "Take it all, baby."

You're so lost in the sensations that you don't hear the apartment door opening. You don't notice the footsteps approaching the bedroom. You're completely oblivious until the bedroom door swings open.

"Dad? The front door was unlocked so I—OH MY GOD!"

You turn your head, still bouncing enthusiastically on Rick's cock, to see a shocked young woman standing in the doorway. Rebecca, Rick's eldest daughter, stares wide-eyed at the scene before her. She's tall and slender, with long brown hair pulled into a sleek ponytail, wearing a cream cashmere sweater and designer jeans.

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"Jesus Christ, Rebecca!" Rick shouts, his hands still gripping your waist. "Don't you knock?"

The rational part of you—what little remains—knows you should stop, should cover yourself, should feel mortified. But the transformation and your new kinks override any sense of shame. Instead of halting, you continue to bounce, your pussy clenching around Rick's shaft as the added excitement of being watched triggers another wave of pleasure.

"Sorry!" you giggle breathlessly to the horrified brunette, not slowing your pace at all. "We're kind of in the middle of something!"

Rebecca's face flushes crimson. "Dad! What the fuck?!"

Rick, clearly torn between embarrassment and pleasure, attempts to push you off, but your thighs tighten around him as you increase your pace, chasing the building orgasm.

"Get out, Becky!" Rick bellows, his hips still unconsciously thrusting upward.

"Oh my GOD!" Rebecca shrieks, slamming the door shut. You hear her rapid footsteps retreating down the hall.

The interruption barely registers in your simplified mind as you continue riding Rick with abandon, your enhanced pussy squeezing him rhythmically.

"Don't stop," you whimper, too close to the edge to care about anything else. "Please don't stop!"

13:45 | Saturday 2 Aug 2025 | Rick's penthouse, Riverside Apartments, Putney, London

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