Checking in on the relationships

LUCY POV

I awoke the next morning with a groan as the sun hit me full in the face through my window. Everything from last night felt like some surreal dream, so much so that I almost didn’t believe it really happened. Until that voice came out of my mouth.

“What’s up babe? Sleep well?” The faux male voice said, as the sock puppet stuck to my hand pinched my nipple in what I assumed was meant to be a playfully manner. I gasped slightly as my own hand, encased in the sock but not under my control tugged a bit on the nub.

“Mike Sock! Its too early for this!” I whined, hoping for a respite from the sock puppets relentless horniness. Mike Sock had spent half of last night buried in my mothers very willing pussy, going beyond what Michael required for his FBM homework. We were in a relationship, per Michael, the schools relationship manager (and uniform inspector, and behavior modifier. Don’t ask me why they gave that nerd all the important jobs). But, as he explained to me and my mother last night, he wasn’t about us being in a monogamous relationship. Well, at least him. It was made known to me that I wasn’t allowed to date or have sex with any other guys. For the sake of my studies of course. All this while he made out with my own mother.

I was brought back to the present as Mike Sock pinched my nipple again. “Cmon babe. Why don’t you wear that cute little sundress I like. The one that clings to your skin and shows off the goods.”

I sighed again, knowing exactly what dress he meant. I got up and pulled it from my closet. It was white cotton, with spaghetti straps, and backless, and the neckline plunged scandalously low. My moderately sized chest would be at risk of being on display if I so much as moved too quickly. The dress itself was also short, ending above mid thigh. Again, walking too fast would risk my ass or worse being on display.

“Mike…Are you sure? I never meant to wear this!” I whined, hoping for some mercy from my “boyfriend”.

“Don’t question it babe. You’re gonna look super fuckable in that dress.” He responded, as the puppet somehow managed to eye me up and down.

As I shimmied into the dress he gave a wolf whistle and swatted my rear, rather softly for him. “Mike, cmon. We’re gonna be late.” I said, trying to keep him focused. “I don’t want to be late for school.”

“Sure thing babe. But this ass owes me an IOU.” He said, laughing as he gave my rear another playful swat.

Heading downstairs I could already smell my mother cooking breakfast, I could also hear her joyfully humming to herself. I stopped in my tracks as I rounded the corner. My mom was at the stove flipping pancakes wearing nothing but an apron. Before I knew what was going on, Mike Sock had dragged me over to her and my hand went up, and came back down HARD on my mothers ass.

“OOH!” Mom exclaimed, jumping a little and giggling, her ass reddening already from the spank. “I didn’t hear you come in Mike. I hope you like your pancakes fresh…” She bit her lip flirtily, “And your women dripping.”

The hand puppet immediately slid between her legs and I could feel the moisture from her arousal as he gently stroked her. “I don’t care whats getting served as long as you’re the dessert, slut.” He said huskily.

I groaned again and tried to pretend none of this was happening. I glanced to my father, sitting at the kitchen table, reading the paper. He was still only wearing an old pair of my panties, and all the breakfast he apparently warranted was a slightly burnt piece of plain toast. “Dad, cmon. You can’t seriously be letting this happen.”

He cleared his throat uncomfortably. “Lucy…you know that I can’t compete with a real man like Mike Sock…I’m just happy you and your mother have found a real man to take care of your needs…”

“God, I can’t believe you’re thanking a sock for stealing your wife.” I said, sadly.

Mom spoke up. “Honey, Mike Sock is just very attentive to my needs. He knows exactly how to take care of me, and he listens when I talk about my stress.”

The puppets crude voice spoke up. “Yea, and then I lick it out of you.” He guffawed

Mom moaned softly. “Oh Mike Sock, you’re awful.”

“Yea, awful deep.” He replied as he began fingering her, causing my mother to moan again, louder this time.

Dad watched on with an earnest look in his eyes. “Mike Sock…do you think that maybe I could watch sometime…you know, maybe to take notes?”

“Sure thing, cuck. You ever wanna sit in the corner with tissues and no dignity, you just say the word. But I’ll level with you. You look like the guy who apologizes during sex. I doubt there’s any hope for you.”

Dad nodded. “Yea. That’s fair.”

Meanwhile, Mike Sock was still going to town on my mother. She moaned again, spreading her legs slightly as she leaned against the stove, giving the puppet better access. “Oh god…am I your dish this morning, Mike Sock?”

“You’re my entrée, appetizer, and dessert, sweetheart. And I plan to lick the plate clean.”

My father lowered his head and muttered something that sounded suspiciously like a thank you. “Thank you for giving her back her... joy.”

“Any time, Big Guy. Just remember—stay outta my way and outta her.”

Mike Sock and I were nearly the first two to make it to homeroom, with only Tits McGee and Mindy beating us there. Tits Mcgee had opted for a dress today, normal length you’d expect from a teacher, along with stockings and heels. The main notable feature was that the top had been pulled down, leaving her naked above the waist. Her huge milkers swung freely as she hurried about the classroom, preparing for the day. Mindy was standing awkwardly by Tits McGee’s desk, looking like she didn’t know what to do with her hands. She was wearing a lose tank top and a pair of baggy athletic shorts. Beneath the athletic shorts it was very obvious she had on a LARGE strapon.

“Whats up, Big Dick Energy. Look at this fella over here. Got the stance, the bulge, and the vibes. Respect.” Mike Sock said, sauntering over to Mindy and going for a high five.

Mindy blushed and looked down shyly. “Uh..i’m uh…a girl.”

Mike Sock laughed. “Doesn’t matter, boss. Alpha ain’t about meat, it’s about mindset. And yours says ‘ride me or regret it. Trust me, one Alpha to another.”

Mike Sock "winked" with a twitch of my hand and leaned forward, addressing Mindy with the casual swagger of someone who believed every room was his to dominate.

"Listen, Alpha Jr.," he purred, "you and slutty Blonde with the heavy hangers over there, how’d you two like to come to a little get-together I’m hosting tonight?"

Mindy blinked, caught somewhere between flattered and terrified. “Uh... like... a dinner party?”

“Dinner, drinks,” Mike Sock said, his tone dropping suggestively, “and a little ol’ fashioned partner-swapping if the mood strikes. Just a couple Alphas and some bitches, real exclusive.”

Mindy turned beet red. Her eyes flicked nervously to Tits McGee, who was already smiling, her expression brightening like someone had just offered her dessert before dinner as she looked dreamily at Mike Sock...apparently whatever caused my mom to be smitten with him wasn’t limited to just her.

“You know…” Tits McGee hefting her breasts and jiggling them, “I’d love to have these udders put to work on a hot piece of cotton like Mike Sock.”

“I mean…I…I…could be cool with that,” Mindy stammered, adjusting tank top. “Yeah. That’d be alpha behavior, right?.”

“Damn right it is, King,” Mike Sock said with a nod of approval. “You ever need backup on the field, I’m your sock.”

I groaned softly. “God, please stop forging bro bonds with my classmates.”

Unbothered, Mike Sock leaned closer to Mindy, his tone conspiratorial. “She’s shy,” he whispered, motioning back towards me, “but…no gag reflex.”

Mindy visibly twitched, and reached down to adjust her strapon, making it more prominent.

Tits McGee bit her lip and purred, “What should we bring?” She thrust her chest out and jiggled it. “Besides all this sweater meat.”

Mike Sock didn’t miss a beat. “Just your pretty selves, open minds, and maybe a bottle of lube.”

MIKE POV

I sauntered into the classroom ready to see exactly what my rules had created yesterday, and I was not disappointed. Mindy stood to the side with the obvious bulge of a strap on under her shorts, and her slight chest was visible as her nipples peaked out from under the loose tank top. Lucy also stood there with a chagrined look on her face as her sock puppet boyfriend addressed Tits McGee who looked like she was fawning all over it. I hadn’t known what to expect when I “created” Mike Sock, but I wasn’t upset with the direction it seemed to be going. I cleared my throat.

“Oh! Micheal. I’m glad you’re taking initiative and showing up to class early. Would you like to motorboat these luscious titties?” Tits McGee said, hefting her tits and jiggling them.

I reached out and pinched her nipple, drawing a gasp and low moan from her. “Looks like you’re getting worked up by Lucy’s man, Tits McGee. These nubs are hard as a rock.” I laughed. “Why don’t you all give me a recap on how your relationship stuff went down last night.

After getting the recap I considered my options for a minute. I cleared my throat. “Tits McGee…Mindy…As cute a couple as you two are, I don’t think you work together.”

Tits McGee looked up with hope in her eyes. “Does this mean I can go back to my husband?”

I smiled condescendingly. “Oh, no. The main reason I’m breaking you two up is these honkers,” I gave her a two handed titty squeeze. “just can’t be limited to one person. And honestly, sounds like Mindy can’t be constrained by just one woman. So, Mindy, here’s your behavior homework and new relationship assignment. I want you to fuck as many members of the female student body as possible. Don’t worry, I’m sure you’ll find them falling easily to your charms.” I made a mental note to write a rule making that true.

I turned to Lucy. “As for you two…well I definitely think you two work.”

Lucy’s hand came up and I swear the puppet was grinning at me. The faux masculine voice came out of her mouth. “Hell yea brother. I’ll level with you, alpha to alpha. This slut?” The sock puppet came down hard on Lucy’s ass, causing her to squeak and jump, before it came back up to address me. “She needs work. But I’m gonna get her there.”

I raised an eyebrow. “You really don’t control what that Mike Sock says or does, do you?”

Lucy started to answer but Mike Socks voice cut her off. “Of course she doesn’t control me. No slut controls an Alpha.”

I stifled a laugh at the uncomfortable look on Lucy’s face. “Honestly, I love this for both of you. I’m seriously considering making it permanent. We could do a whole wedding ceremony. I bet Tits McGee would love to officiate.”

Mike Sock seemed to beam. “Now that’s a great idea. I’d love to get my girl on lockdown. Of course, she knows its gonna be an open marriage for me, at least. And Mike…you seem like you’re on the level. I’m throwing a little Alpha party tonight. Mindy and Tits McGee over there are already coming…although I guess Mindy might need to find a different date now that they aren’t an item. But Tits McGee can bring her cuck ex husband. He can watch and cry while he masturbates to better men fucking his wife. Anyway, I think you’d be a good fit. You, me and Mindy. Three alphas and a shit load of bitches.”

This time I couldn’t hold back the laugh. “Oh you know I’m there. And Mindy? Might I suggest starting with Stella? I bet Mike Sock and her would get along great.”

Mindy nodded shyly, still looking overwhelmed.

I turned back to Tits McGee. “I’m gonna need a few minutes during first period to go talk to the principal, if you don’t mind.”

She frowned slightly. “Well…I guess if its related to school, you can be excused. Just try not to be long so you don’t miss too much about my Jiggly Milkers.”