Fantasy

Some people are like Hippos. Okay, in and of itself that's a weird sentence, but trust me, it makes sense. See, if you were to ask people what the most dangerous animal is, they might say Lion or Shark or **** Hornet, or humans if they're feeling philosophical. Only a few would say Hippos, but really, they're the most terrifying creatures in existence, fast, strong, carnivorous, amphibious, camouflaged, but most of all they're unassuming. People think of Hippos and don't think of danger. Just like we think of certain people and just don't expect them to suddenly say they want an orgy.

Told you it made sense.

"You want... To have an orgy?" I repeat back to Poppy, trying to adjust my brain to a state that allowed for that sentence coming from her to make sense. I mean, I know that she's been embracing her wilder side recently, but that... I mean, not even Rosie suggested that. Well, not in so many words.

"Why not?" Poppy asks directly, as if anticipating my ****. "Everyone's involved at this point, it's not like we have to keep it a secret... And... It would be the best way to experience my first time." She adds sweetly. Only Poppy could make group sex sound innocent.

I rack my brain for the logical part that would dissuade her, but honestly, she's got a point. If we've already rid ourselves of our inhibitions, why not go the whole hog? "Okay..." I relent. "But you have to get the others on board, if it comes from me, it starts to sound like I'm forming my own personal harem." I add with a sigh.

"Wait, is that not what's going on?" Poppy giggles, before squeezing me tightly. "I'll take care of it, it's my idea after all, you just lay back and enjoy." She coos, appreciative of my support.

Truly, she's the most dangerous animal.

*

"So, I've decided we should have an orgy." Poppy announces, her voice full of determination.

I almost **** on my rice. I knew she was going to talk to everyone, I didn't realise it'd be so soon, or all at once... Or over dinner. Trish had called us all down for dinner, and no one had really mentioned that we now be engaging in en-masse ****, until Poppy stood for her announcement.

"Finally!" Rosie groans, leaning back in her chair. "Honestly, I've been waiting for someone to suggest it." She admits, a weight seemingly lifted from her shoulders.

"Woah, woah, slow down. We can't just have an orgy." Rouge interjects. Makes sense that she'd be the voice of reason, she has only really gotten involved today, I'm almost relieved, I was starting to think I was the crazy one. "We need to invite other people too, otherwise it'll feel like they're being left out." She continues. Okay, that's on me, this was the woman who impersonated my mother to seduce me, I was expecting too much.

Marie raises her hand to join the conversation as she finishes her mouthful of curry. "I mean, Sienna's obvious, but who else would even want to get involved?" She asks, apparently enthused by the idea as well.

"Andi and Echo know." Rosie points out. "I sure wouldn't kick either of them out of bed." Honestly, the number of people Rosie would kick out of bed seems to be getting lower by the day.

"What about Ty?" Marie queries.

"Who cares?" Rosie replies brutally quickly. "I mean, sure, another dick would be nice, but given the amount of strap-ons hidden in this house, it seems redundant." She clarifies. Honestly, it's not like I'd mind the girls being with another guy, apart from Poppy, but I'm not going to argue with having them all to myself.

Poppy seems surprised that everyone's taken to her idea so quickly. "What about you two? Anyone you'd want to invite?" She enquires with Rouge and Trish.

"From my work? Fuck no. It's all nerds or oldies, I'd sooner fuck a cactus." Rouge answers bluntly. "What about your Protégé, hun? What was her name? Mary?" She asks, trying to recall the acquaintance.

"Maia?" Trish corrects her. "She did just get dumped by her fiancé... Might be just the thing she needs. Plus, I know she's open about the whole family thing. I know she teaches these guys Music, though, so I might have to ease her into that idea." She thinks aloud.

Music... Wait a second. "Your Protégé is Ms Heart?" I blurt out, finally putting the pieces together. "I didn't even know she was engaged."

"Yeah, but she went out and got drunk a few days ago, ended up calling him every name under the sun, and they called it quits." Trish explains sympathetically. "Probably for the best, he was a lot older than her, never really liked him." She adds, ignoring the obvious hypocrisy of her planning an orgy with a bunch of Eighteen-year-olds... Not that Trish looks her actual age anyway.

"So... Is that the day we're also going to..." Marie begins, without finishing her question, but it's clear what she's asking her parents.

Rouge smirks at her daughter's bashfulness. "You better believe it, I've been looking forward to it." She confirms, winking to Marie. "Until then, how about a rule? No more sex until Saturday, that'll give us time to make preparations, and make sure everyone's eager." She decides, apparently choosing the weekend for the event. I'm not going to complain, my nerves will need time to calm down.

We finish off our meals, and begin to wash up when Rouge signals me to leave the room and join her in the living room. She did say no sex, so I can assume it's not that, but I'm not sure what else it could be about. "Is this about the mother thing again? Because you're as guilty as I am." I pre-emptively point out to her, only for her to laugh at my assumption.

"Noted, but no, this is more... Physiologically related." She assures me, reaching into her bag. "So, given that the girls don't seem to want any other men there... You're going to have a busy evening. More than any mortal man could ever manage without help."

She's worried I won't have the stamina to keep up with the demand. It's a fair shout, because I absolutely will not be able to. By my count, there's one of me and nine women, honestly, even if they did invite another guy, this would be an insurmountable task. "Is this where you hand me a bunch of little blue pills?" I ask, knowing full well Rouge would never do something so simple.

My aunt smirks at the insinuation. "Close, but I'm thinking... A little more cutting edge." She answers coyly. "We've got something being tested in the lab, and this would be an amazing opportunity to gather a tonne of data at once. All anonymised, of course." She continues, pulling out some documents and handing them to me. "Just some consent forms, don't worry, you're not the first, and none of the others have had any side effects."

My consent seems to have been assumed, but honestly, it sounds pretty awesome. What guy wouldn't want a vitality boost? I begin writing my name on each of the forms, as well as some medical details. "Easy enough, don't lie, you just wanted to make sure you got a turn, didn't you?" I tease her, handing them back.

Rouge remains smug in the face of my joking. "You caught me. Now, I just need one more thing." She explains, pulling out a cup and a syringe. "I need blood and semen samples for configuration." Well, there's the catch, I figured super-pills would be too easy.

The things I do to please these girls...