Family Dinner, Family Mysteries

We ended up waiting just over an hour for an embarrassed and apologetic Hanako to emerge with a fucked-silly Gemma in her arms. She made an aborted attempt at a bow, only for the little lizard to nearly bonk her head on the ground. Which wouldn't have hurt her much, considering the explosively lush state of the meadow after a certain dryad had her way with it.

"I am so sorry! I should have notified you in some way or—" Hanako babbled, face a deep purple, arms and vines tightening on the dazed lizard.

I cut her off gently. "It's alright, we know what it's like, the sun's just barely set." I smirked at Gemma's goofy grin. "I see someone's satisfied with how this turned out."

Gemma blinked at my voice and raised her head. She nodded solemnly and flopped back into her lover's breasts, murmuring something into them before a forked tongue flicked over the closest nipple.

Annie giggled. "She's even worse than I was!" She snuggled into my side with a happy sigh, much calmer after a few orgasms and the lack of sudden Zoey attack.

Sam smiled at the couple before she returned to watching the deep shadows around us with her newfound night vision.

"Thank you for your patience, and thank you for helping us reunite, Mason." Hanako said with a more careful bow.

"Uh, no problem? I'm glad I could help out." I rubbed the back of my head, what Sam called 'icky feelings' warming my chest. "There is a problem we need to talk about, however."

The mood turned serious as Sam and I explained the Zoey spying situation, and the potential for some kind of magical ambush. Annie deflated again, she'd been friends with Zoey since elementary school, devastated by the idea she might be hostile. Quick to come up with alternatives and occasionally tearing up.

I wasn't 100% sure Zoey was an enemy yet. She'd done little more than spy on us and give me a headache, hardly unforgivable offenses. But, hope for the best, prepare for the worst. Hell, Rachel had been more aggressive even before there was any magic involved.

"I'd say we should move away from this position as soon as possible." Hanako was back to her confident, commanding self, her eyes hard and thick plates of deep green bark growing up her body like armor. "The parking lot should be public enough to hopefully offer some defense and we'll need time to discuss our options. Not to mention proximity to our vehicles."

Everyone looked at me.

"What?" I asked after a moment of uncomfortable staring.

Sam gave me a salute over her glowing visor. "You're the catalyst of this magic mystery, master." She grinned.

"That doesn't make me in charge!"

"I'd say it does! Your magic cum has bound us to your will!" Annie waved her hands in what I assume was meant to be a spooky manner. The effect was ruined by her dissolving into a giggle fit.

I tilted my head back and sighed at the dense canopy. Is there some god up there laughing at me?

"Well, if I'm in charge here, I defer to the much wiser Doctor Tanaka." I swept towards her in as fancy a bow as I could muster. When I came back up, the dryad was once again blushing purple and averting her eyes with a shy smile and covered in brilliant blooms. Huh.

Without a word, Hanako spun on her hooves and led us back down the trail and to the parking lot at a trot. The rest of us followed quickly, leery of an ambush in the dark. The trees bent over us protectively and the trail had been coated with a step-silencing bed of moss.

As the dusk faded into Twilight and the single pair of street lights flicked on, we formed a perimeter around the closest picnic table to the cars.

Hanako and Annie conferred for a moment to distribute their research while Sam, a sobered Gemma, and I kept watch.

I was once again confronted by a proud nudist, only this time, she was a tiny lizard girl with shimmery scales. "Gemma, are you aware that you're naked? Not that you aren't beautiful, 'cause you are!" I quickly reassured.

A got a wide smile full of fangs in answer. "I know! Isn't it awesome!?" She bounced on her clawed feet and shimmied in place with her tail waving and her scales shifting into a sudden rainbow. "I finally feel at home in my skin. Or, scales in this case." I earned an adorably toothy smile. "All of the dysphoria, even what I thought I'd worked through already, is gone! Thank you." Her smile softened and she wiped at her eyes.

It was almost jarring, how cute her voice was now, it seemed to fit her better too. "I'm glad I could help you. You seem much happier." Those plans of helping people from earlier began to crystalize. I'd ask Hanako over the summer, once we started testing in earnest.

Although, thinking of testing…"Did the—uhh… Sexuality tenet work?"

"You asking if I'm still gay?" She smirked as her scales did the rainbow thing again. "When I think about having sex with you or other men I don't feel repulsed anymore, but I still heavily prefer women." She half shrugged and crossed her arms under her breasts while she gave my bulge a curious glance. "If Hanako wants a threesome with you, I won't say no, but I also won't join the 'bouncing on your dick club'."

"Alright? I guess we can call that a success?"

"Yeah, I'm cool with this. I know my brains are a little scrambled, but HRT was doing that anyway." All of her scales rippled until she was a mottled dark gray and green, essentially invisible in the gloom. "I also got some neat superpowers!"

Huh, that's the third girl in a row with some kind of shape shifting. Also, the first to specifically ask for it too. "Congrats!"

Sam gave Gemma a high-five. "Is it just color and texture or can you do more?"

"I think I can?" Gemma rippled all over again, growing and bending slightly like a heat haze. "But it's like I have a fancy piano and I can only smack all the keys at once." Her larger scales shrunk into human skin for a moment before snapping back. "I'm missing something. Are all powers or magic like this?"

I waved an unsure hand. "Kinda? For me, it was completely instinctual. The others seem to be discovering more tricks and growing stronger somehow." Were they getting a boost after every new girl like I was or was it just them improving naturally? I thought but didn't say. "This is just me and you guys too, who knows what else is out there."

Gemma returned to her default red scales and coppery tan. "Oh yeah." She snorted. "That Zoey chick. You think she got kicked out of magic school or something?"

Sam spoke up again, tone serious, almost like a soldier. " On that note, I think it's very worrying that Mason and Zoey both have weird powers. In the same year at the same tiny school? Can't be a coincidence. It implies there's a lot of people with powers too."

"It could also be a local phenomenon." Gemma offered. "Maybe something about the area is good for superpowers."

"What, like leylines? Fairy rings?" I held back a scoff.

The tiny drake raised a scaly eyebrow (eyeridge?) at me. "With the information that we have? Yeah, like leylines. Could also be crashed ancient aliens or a portal to another dimension. Can't rule out much of anything."

I sighed. "Right." Ugh, this was stressing me out.

Sam asked, "Did a shooting star grant your wish or something? Maybe a spider bit you on the dick." She cackled like it was the funniest thing ever.

"You been working on that one for long, Sam?" I shook my head at her when she stuck her tongue out at me.

"Like, I kinda assumed it was a hereditary thing for Mason." Annie piped up from my side, apparently finished with the notes organization. "It is centered on his genitals. Maybe you have demon ancestors?" I didn't like how much sense that made. Will I find Succubi and Incubi in my family tree? As if in confirmation, the ember of crimson flame within me flared brighter.

Hanako shook her head as she joined us. "That just adds another link to the chain of questions, where did his ancestors receive the power? To say nothing of this Zoey and her very different abilities."

Annie shrugged. "That was before we learned about her whole thing."

"How is this all being kept hidden? If there is a whole magic society out there. They can't all be relying on a mind control aura like me can they?" I asked. It's not even all that strong an effect, as we learned at lunch earlier.

Sam gave a bitter laugh. "Probably a bunch of black ops guys silencing people. Normal assholes and wizards alike." Her posture was closed off and she didn't meet anyone's eyes as she muttered, "That'd explain a lot of shit for me…"

"Sam are you—"

"I'm fine. Forget I said anything."

Okay. That's a landmine we'll have to defuse later.

The discussion died there, we didn't know enough and it was too dark to talk in circles like this. Even if there wasn't a proven potential for spies watching us.

"Do you think we should split up or stick together for the night?" I asked the dryad and drake pair.

They had a quick wordless conversation before turning to me with a pair of smiles. "We'd love to, at least for a few hours. Dinner?" Hanako offered.

It was decided it would be best to leave Gemma's car here for now, she was too short to reach the pedals safely and seemed content to stay latched onto the dryad. Hanako didn't even attempt to feign ****.

We drove out of the park with Hanako following close behind. Annie called her Mom to tell her she was staying at a friend's for dinner. To my surprise, the woman was fine with it as long as Annie was home before midnight.

"Did she forget you were grounded already?" Sam sounded both envious and slightly worried about the parental neglect.

Annie sighed. "Yeah, she's been like that since my stepdad died." Her pink eyes lit up and she turned towards me, eager smile opening to reveal her idea.

Uh-Oh. "No! I'm not gonna make your Mom drink my cum!"

"But Mason! She'd be so happy about it!"

"Wouldn't it be weird if your boyfriend was fucking you and your mom?" I protested.

Sam grinned, leaning forward from the backseat. "You can give her to your Daaaddd~" She sang.

Annie hopped in place at that idea. "Yeah! Your Dad sounds really nice. He'd be good for her!"

Sam and Annie cheerfully went over all the merits of building my Dad his own little Harem. I began to realize the futility of denying it. The small, lonely voice of my childhood reminded me that Mom and Dad had always wanted more kids, and I wanted younger siblings.

It was also really hot. Collecting lonely women for my father to fuck little brothers and sisters into.

"Ooh! If they get married, that'll make you two—" Oh Zeus, Odin, Shiva, Someone strike me down!

When we pulled into my driveway, my head thunked into the steering wheel and my pants were uncomfortably tight, more than usual I mean. "Fine. We'll do it on Sunday." Annie cheered while Sam cackled.

Stella opened the door with a wide smile. "Welcome home, Mason! I got your text, Dinner's almost ready."

I hadn't texted her. I flicked my eyes to the nearest technopathic android, she winked at me with an evil little grin. I sighed fondly.

Guess we're having a full family dinner. Maybe I can ask Dad about some family history? He did notice Sam was both a person and an Android without being told.

Stella led all of us in like a gracious hostess leading a tour. Hanako and Gemma nodded politely at the subtle decor Stella had added to the house.

It took some getting used to seeing everything this clean, Dad and I had never been slobs and Stella was always a bit of a neat freak. But the maid had dusted and polished every surface to a sheen. She even got us to help her rearrange the furniture into a more pleasing setup the other day.

Through some kind of mystical working of interior design, the living and dining rooms did seem more welcoming and cozy. I had no idea how, but it did.

"Master Ben said he would take over chopping vegetables and the roast beef." She rolled her eyes and smiled fondly. "Apparently I've been working too hard for him to just sit there. That man is too good for me." Stella sighed happily, practically skipping as she sat us at the table.

Gemma hopped up into a chair first. I struggled to hold in a laugh at the face she made when she realized her chin barely cleared the table. It appeared she was torn on whether to be annoyed or thrilled when Hanako pulled the lizard into her lap.

"I have a… very light diet. Unfortunately I won't be able to eat much of anything."

"Oh? Are you vegetarian? I made some fruit salad as a side, will that—"

"That'd be wonderful, thank you."

Annie and Sam had a quick conversation with a series of glances and raised eyebrows. Sam pumped a fist and slid under the table while Annie sat in a chair, pouting prettily.

"Thank you, Stell-ah!" My voice barely hitched when Sam started working for her own meal between my legs. "It smells great already!" I suppressed a groan and reached down to slow the android's bobbing head. She wrapped my scrotum with her tongue in retaliation.

"Yeah! I can't wait to taste it!" Annie chirped.

The maid's pale gray skin darkened in a blush and she waved a hand. "Oh, stop! It's what I'm for."

The mouthwatering scent intensified as Dad carried in a pot of some kind of stew, trailing a cloud of steam in his wake.

"I know it's pretty simple, but you can't beat a good stew. Humans have been working on it since before we started writing!" He declared. "Felt good, making it again."

Somehow, Stella had vanished when we weren't looking, re-entering with a tray of buttered rolls. "I also sliced up some fruit and bought ice cream for dessert."

"It all looks and smells delicious." I said. Annie bit into a roll, humming as she chewed.

Stella reappeared with bowls and utensils, allotting to everyone a generous portion of vegetable and beef stew, and a plate of salad to the dryad.

I cleared my throat. "Dad, this is Annie's teacher Hanako and her girlfriend Gemma. They're helping us on a…project for college."

He blinked in confusion before mentally shrugging. "Nice to meet you two! Always glad to see Mason with new people. You can call me Ben, hope you're hungry!"

"Pleasure to make your acquaintance."

"Nhh' meetchu!"

Dad looked around curiously. "Where's Sam? Did she not come in with you? Coulda sworn I heard her voice..."

I opened my mouth to say some excuse— "She argghhnah!" Her throat suddenly vibrated around my cock and I nearly fell out of my chair.

Sam's head popped up from beneath the table, mouth still full of cream. "'Dun worry, ahm good!"

Annie scooted over to pull her into a kiss. Sam flailed before surrendering her prize. "Mwah! Tastes even better with the stew!" She leaned into me, manic smile that would make Hanako proud on her face. "Mason! You have to start adding your special sauce to my meals~"

Sam harrumphed and slid back under. "Suuuuree-ah!-Annie, I'll do that." I gasped.

Dad had a confused smile and Stella looked halfway wistful and contemplative as they watched our little show.

Dad blinked and lost the glassy eyes. He grinned at Annie. "Now, are you this girl Mason couldn't shut up about for months? Something about the smartest and prettiest girl he knew?" Annie immediately turned even pinker than usual.

I ducked my head with a red face that had nothing to do with Sam's cackling as she licked my shaft.

Maybe half an hour later, the last of the pot was scraped clean by the last bread roll. Stella went to find the ice cream and fruit while Annie and Sam set up the living room for movie night, playfully bickering over my third load of cum and which movie to pick since Annie would need to leave soon. Hanako and Gemma had disappeared to the backyard, probably so Hanako could have a real meal. When I looked over at him, Dad seemed to know I was going to ask a difficult question of him.

He hid his face in his hands dramatically. "No! Don't tell me I'm a grandpa already! I'm too young!" He cracked open an eye to see my flat stare. "Feh! You used to think I was funny." He grumbled.

"I wanted to ask about Mom."

He aged a decade in a second. "Oh." He put a hand on my shoulder and looked me in the eye. "I know Stella and I are closer now, but that doesn't mean for a moment that I don't miss your mother every single day."

I squeezed the hand on my shoulder reassuringly. "No, I... I'm glad Stella makes you happy, she'll never replace Mom for you, I know that." I shook my head, we'd gotten off track in a good way? "I wanted to ask more about how you two met, some family history y'know? What was mom like when she was my age?"

This wasn't even to fish for information about my power, not entirely. I should have asked these questions years ago.

Dad grew a sad, distant smile. "Well, like we told you when you were little, we were in college. She was a sophomore, I was a senior. We met in a math class I think. Lilian was always good at the real, deep math that's all Greek letters n' junk. Not like me. I need something physical to work with."

"Yeah, I remember that, she had to tutor you, right?"

"We helped each other! Lili made the numbers all line up while I looked pretty!" He wagged a finger at me. "Turns out my buddy at the time, Charlie I think, was screwing her roommate. One thing led to another and we started dating that spring. I had to transfer to finish my degree, which strained things..."

He became more and more animated as he told the story, eyes bright and hands gesturing wildly. I half-recalled Mom telling me a more...PG version.

"...that weed must've been laced with something, 'cause Phillip flipped out and I had to punch his lights out in the middle of the party..."

Yeah, definitely no weed in Mom's telling.

"...few weeks later, we got back from Hawaii and Lilian got really sick, throwing up so much she could barely walk or speak. Now, we'd been pretty careful, so it was a shock when she came back from the doctor with a pregnancy diagnosis." His smile turned to a frown. "It really scared her, being pregnant with you. She was terrified of not being a good enough Mom or losing you." He trailed off, eyes wet.

A creeping suspicion grew in me. "Did she ever say why it scared her so much?" Was there something weird with my ancestry she knew about? I saw Stella in the corner, a complicated look on her face, like she couldn't decide what to do or feel.

Dad wiped his eyes and cleared his throat. "A little, yeah. She had a bad family history when it comes to childbirth and motherhood, lots of single children. But, after the bad bout of morning sickness early on, there was nothing. Very little nausea or other symptoms, it was a downright easy pregnancy by the end. You popped out screaming and healthy after barely two hours of labor!" He grinned and patted my back. "Happiest day of our lives, cliche I know, but it really was like nothing else but you mattered when we first held you."

We shared a firm hug right there at the table. A tightness in my chest, a kernel of resentment for my father I hardly knew I harbored, came loose and melted away.

This wasn't confirmation that Mom was why I was like this, barely a suspicion. Not even confirmation that it wasn't from Dad's side either, but I wasn't going to ask anymore questions tonight.

When we separated, I beckoned a teary-eyed Stella over with a grin. She nearly leapt into his arms. I left them to their moment and headed to the living room to find Annie and Sam sitting together with teary smiles.

"I guess you heard most of that, huh?" They nodded. I sat in between them and they hugged my sides. We just sat like that for a few minutes until Stella and Dad came in with the dessert, which drew in a vibrant Hanako and a dopey Gemma.

We ate ice cream and watched The Incredibles, Annie's favorite. Sam cheered for the giant deathbot the entire movie, then mourned its **** dramatically. By the ending it was dangerously close to Annie's curfew.

"I'm coming over for lunch tomorrow morning! We can hang out with Elizabeth and explain everything to her!" Annie promised, eyes fierce and bottom lip trembling.

I chuckled as I embraced her. "Oh, if we must. I had so many better things to do too."

Sam asked the reunited lovers, "What about you two? Are you joining the party?"

The dryad lifted the squirmy bundle of vine-wrapped lizard over her shoulder. "Gemma and I have some catching up to do~ We'll reconvene on Monday."

Sam and I waved as the three very differently similar women piled into Hanako's purple sedan. Then our eyes met and we had the exact thought.

"Eeeek! Oh no! Don't capture this innocent maiden and fuck her into a puddle you beast!" She ran up the driveway at her most flamboyant speed.

I charged after her, growling and snarling as I hounded her steps. "Rargh! I'm gonna… defile your…"

She skidded to a stop in front of my bedroom door. "Is that the best you can do, Mason?" Her lips were twitching as she held in a laugh.

"Hey! I'm not great at roleplay." I huffed as she slinked forwards until she was draped over me, her artificial curves fitting with my new musculature like a puzzle piece.

She licked my ear and began to whisper.

A few seconds later, that whisper became shrieking laughter as I flung her face down on the bed. She bounced, arms and legs flailing, her glistening blue pussy calling to me.

When there was a knock on the doorframe, I nearly tripped.

"Am I interrupting something?" Dad asked with a shit-eating grin, his arms full of old notebooks.

I held back a growl of frustration and Sam whined into the pillow. "Yeah, a little bit. Poor timing, Dad."

He snorted. "I think this was the best timing I'd have gotten until tomorrow."

The stack of notebooks were shoved into my arms, piquing my curiosity despite myself.

"What're these?" Most seemed to be classwork and a few journals. I stopped at an ancient leather bound tome with a brass lock and no title. It felt warm in my hand.

"They were your mom's. I planned on giving them to you when you went off to college, put all her old notes to use. I remembered them after our talk earlier and thought, why wait?"

"Thanks, Dad." Was all I could say. Not even about the potential information they held, this would be the first thing from my Mom I got in almost ten years.

He dragged me into a final hug. "You're welcome, Son." He choked out. We patted each other's backs as we pulled away after a long minute. "I'll…ah. Leave you to your business. I have my own lady to satisfy!" He winked at Sam.

The door clicked shut and I looked from the leather tome on my desk and back to the living sex doll on my bed. An odd feeling came over me as I made my way to her. Not a horny or supernatural feeling, melancholic or resigned maybe?

Something Sam obviously picked up on because she rolled over and sat up with a worried frown. "Mason? What are you thinking about?"

"Thinking about parents mostly."

She tilted her head. "Just like, parents in general?"

Remember that landmine I found earlier? Time to step on it.

"Sam, why haven't you talked about your parents at all?"