Hang Out With Jessie

John walked towards the aft deck, reaching Jessie's cabin. He knocked on the door.

"Come in!" Jessie shouted through the door. John slid the door open, stepped in, and closed it behind him. Jessie was sprawled on her bed, naked. John began to realize how hot his master was. She had huge DD cups that were about the same size as her ass. Her curly blonde hair fell to her breasts. Jessie's toned body was making John increasingly horny.

"Master?" He inquired, shortened of breath on account of her stunning body. Jessie looked up at him and summoned him to her bed. John stood at attention in front of her, as did little John.

"Master Jessie, Master Roxie told me to go get dressed for dinner. I have decided to follow your advice as to what to wear. I also would like to remind you that you are very sexy and I am very horny for you right now," John told his original master. Jessie grinned.

"Dinner attire for you is a T-shirt and shorts with a dickhole. I know you haven't got any clothes, so here!" Jessie pointed at the closet. With a snap, a pair of spandex volleyball shorts flew out of the closet and climbed up around your legs, managing to **** John into them. A small little hole managed to snake his dick through itself, leaving him in, essentially a pair of black skintight boxers. Jessie giggled again and incanted a spell.

"Aeresoorior mipectumtunica!" Jessie pointed to John and a form fitting athletic shirt appeared on his body. He was immediately taken aback by the feeling of the shirt. It felt like it was applying pressure onto his chest, akin to feeling a large breasted woman on his chest.

"Aha! It worked! That's a combination cantrip I invented. It creates a shirt out of thin air and makes the shirt feel like I was embracing you. Not very useful, but pretty cool!" Jessie explained excitedly. Suddenly, John felt a wave of horniness fall over him. He looked at Jessie with an animalistic passion.

"I'm so horny," John moaned. Jessie's eyes lit up.

"Oh fuck! You're addicted to us, but I imagine Roxie's the only one that's fed you. She's such a slut for breastfeeding boys. Alright, here. Suck on my tit for a little bit," Jessie offered him one of her big boobs. John gobbled it up, feeling the steady stream of milk restore his systems.

"That's right. I best send you off to collect milk from all the girls. Reset your clocks so they're all on the same schedule," Jessie said, "Go to the stripper room first, I imagine it's been the longest since you drank from those two."