Hearts to heart

You watched various events unfold as Inez's family's orgy started, a few months after you'd visited Joan for the first time.

It was Callum's first orgy, and he and his father Hugh were sitting off to the side, both naked with hard cocks, both eighteen inches long. Callum had been subject to the same glitch that his mother Nora had been, so he was done growing.

"So remember, the reason anal is pleasurable is not primarily because the anus itself is an erogenous zone, though it is," Hugh explained, "but because of how the dick, or other object, puts pressure through the anal wall. That pressure can hit the prostate and the G-spot, both of which are very sensitive. Of course, you and I only have a prostate, while your mom and your grandma Inez only have a G-spot. But people like your grandma Julia and your aunt Stella have both, since they've got both a cock and a pussy."

Callum nodded. "Do grandma and Aunt Stella like anal sex?" he asked.

"Well, Stella's cock is new, so I don't know if she's tried it yet. You could try asking her, though. But Mom? Just between you and me?" He dropped his voice to a whisper. "She doesn't like it getting out, but if you catch her getting fucked in the butt you'll see that she absolutely enjoys it."

Callum nodded again. "I've been thinking about that sort of thing a bit, actually."

"Thinking about what?"

"Well," he said, "I've been wondering what it'd be like to have breasts and a pussy."

"Oh," Hugh said. "That's hardly unusual, and you can get that change done automatically, though just the once. If you go back, you can't try it again later without waiting for years. Would you prefer me to call you by another name?"

"No, no," Callum said. "I don't feel any less like a guy than I ever have, just, well, especially seeing Aunt Stella now, I want to know what that's like for myself. Maybe I won't like it, but as long as I'm going back to this body I can revert it, right?"

It was Hugh's turn to nod. "The parental changes let anyone add those erogenous zones, at least around the same sizes that their family tree has. The notion has never appealed to me, and it is more common for women to decide to have a dick on top of everything else than for men to decide to have boobs and a cunt as well as their cock, but you can absolutely try it out and then reverse it if you don't like it. But again, just keep in mind, that only works one time, so be sure you're ready when you do it. Your mom and I are here to support you whatever you decide. Do you want to make the change now?" he said, gesturing toward the terminal in one corner of the room.

"No," Callum said. "I need to think about it some more. There's a few people in my class who did try it, some liked it, some didn't, but one of them admitted that the experience left him really shaken and he's going to have to take some time to get past it. It was just too weird and he didn't expect it. So I need to be sure that this is right for me, at least trying it."

"We're all here for you," Hugh assured his son again. "Maybe you could ask Stella how she's found having her dick, see if you can figure things out that way."

Callum hugged his dad, their dicks rubbing against each other. "Thanks for the advice."

Meanwhile Nora and Stella were sitting on a couch next to each other. Their faces were similar, but noticeably different, but their bodies were identical, except for the twenty-inch cock and huge balls on Stella's crotch.

"Why didn't you tell any of us you were getting a dick, Stel?" Nora asked as she gently stroked the shaft up and down.

"Wanted it to be a surprise. Put in for the change right after the divorce but it didn't go through until last week."

"Why did you go for twenty inches? Dad's only got twelve, so you knew you'd have to wait years to get your change approved given the waiting list, even for a small change like that."

"What, and live with something that small?" Stella laughed. "I tried out having a foot-long dick at first, yeah, automatic one-time parental change. Just to make sure I wouldn't find it weird. And, well, I liked it, busted a few good nuts. But I didn't want to get used to it while I was waiting for the bigger one."

"Fucked anyone with it yet?" Nora asked.

"No, just been jerking it myself," Stella admitted. "I'm not the sort like you who lets anyone and everyone use her. Especially where your husband can see." Stella made eye contact with her brother-in-law and her nephew and waggled her eyebrows. "Wanna be the first?"

"You know you don't need to ask me," Nora said, and soon enough was being plowed by her sister in the missionary position on the couch while their sizable breasts rubbed pleasurably together.

Joan was sitting in various places around the room, all twelve of her prehensile forty-inch cocks busy seeking out holes nearby. She'd already gotten into every cunt in the room, and she was pretty sure that she'd knocked all of them up, too, Julia, Inez, Stella, Nora for sure. She had one body near the main entrance, and picked up another to wander over, which was fortuitous when a bunch of her grandma Inez's old sex partners walked in, every single one of them sporting a cock and a pussy. Her dicks lanced out, penetrating all of them; it was an orgy everyone was expecting, so everyone had their nonconsensual sex protection turned off and, lately, had turned off their pregnancy protection as well, seeing how happy Nora had become being knocked up most of the time. So it wasn't long until she'd pumped Monica, Alice, Mona and Lilly full of her spunk as well. She smiled at the thought of being a father eight times over. Hopefully more, if anyone else showed up.

That particular wish was granted when Hanna showed up, ready to have her holes used, and Joan quickly obliged. Nine times over.

You chose that moment to pop in, appearing behind one of Joan's bodies, making yourself perceptible only to her. You put your hands on her shoulders, making them not only seem to be on all four but actually be there, but you also didn't try to obscure where your whole body was from her.

She lightly headbutted you, but then rested against your ample chest. "Hi," she said.

"Hi, Joan," you replied.

"You know, it feels awkward not knowing what to call you. Not 'dad', you're not my dad, 'father' sounds too formal, and we barely know each other, so I'm not sure I should be calling you by your name. And you said you don't really like that you're effectively God, so I don't want to call you that, either."

"When we met--well, when we met and you knew it--we promptly fucked each other's mind-patterns silly after I changed you in ways I haven't done for anyone else. So call me Katey, OK? Hearing anything more formal from someone I've had sex that good with is just weird. Oh, and be sure you think of that with an 'e-y', not an 'i-e'. I'll know."

"All right," Joan said. "Katey." Then she stuck her tongue out at you. "Katie, Katey, Katie, Katey."

You made her feel as if she'd just been spanked twice on the butt, hard, but didn't override her anti-pain lock, so all she felt was a pair of dull thuds.

"Why weren't you here for my nineteenth birthday?" she asked.

"Too soon after," you said. "Your parents probably wouldn't have wanted to see me again that quickly, and I knew you needed time to adjust."

"Well I'd like it if you could show up at those at least, even if it's only after the party."

You nodded. "I'll see what I can do about that. But it does mean that I have a belated birthday present for you."

Joan's eyes lit up. "What is it?" she asked.

"Let's sneak out of here and go back to your room. You've fucked just about everyone here already, yeah?"

"Pretty sure I got most of them knocked up, too," Joan said proudly, withdrawing a pair of cocks from her dad's and her half-brother's butts. "Everyone except Oliver. He keeps his sex protections enabled all the time, except for grandma."

"Very nice," you said approvingly. "And it was all of them, for the record."

Joan grinned widely.

"Ready to go?" you asked.

"This is grandma's place, not my parents', though," Joan pointed out.

"I'm effectively God, remember? I can teleport whenever I please." You wrapped your daughter up in a hug and shifted all five bodies away from the family orgy.

Once you were sitting in her bedroom, you said, "You didn't seem all that enthused to be there."

"I wasn't," Joan admitted. "Like, I guess, the changes you did for me, they're fun, I love them, don't get me wrong, but they do set me apart. Nobody's said anything, but..."

"They all understand, as best they can," you assured her. "The experience isn't quite the same, I know. I was maybe a bit lucky, Tina and Isabel were there for me and knew about all of it."

"And I can't talk about just how I got all this, except with you," Joan finished. "Or, really, why." Her face was somber for a moment. "Anyway! What's that belated birthday present you said you had for me?" she asked.

You held out your hand and a ticket appeared in it. "One immediate discretionary change, redeemable whenever you want," you said.

Joan took the ticket but looked at you with a discerning look on her face. "This is what you're gonna give me every year, isn't it."

"It's a present nobody else can give you," you pointed out.

"Sure, but eventually I'm just not gonna want any more changes," she said. "Or maybe I will but it'll just be the same change each time. It'll get boring."

"What do you mean, the same change each time?" you asked, deciding not to look into your daughter's life further, letting her tell her story the way she wanted to.

"Well, you remember what I was saying about the plural system in our class, Tony and Victoria?" You nodded. "They go by Tony as what they called their 'system name'. When they were still in a single body he fronted most of the time, so they told me all of them discussed it and agreed that it was what made the most sense."

"Different systems will take different approaches to that," you agreed. "It used to work that most systems would choose a collective name that didn't correspond to any of the people and other entities in it, to avoid confusion, but now there's bits of code that allow a speaker to make it clear whether they're addressing the system as a whole or a single headmate if they happen to share a name, so it's become less uncommon in systems where it's only one member who usually fronts. Still not all that common, though; sometimes the other headmates will resent it and think that the primary fronter is getting a bit of an ego boost from it."

"Nah, Tony and Vicki are totally chill. So are Mike and Sue, for that matter, you were right. And fuck me are they hot as well." All of Joan's dicks wiggled at the memory. "Anyway, when they saw me with four bodies, this was before Mike and Sue got ones of their own, they asked me if I was also plural. I said no and tried to explain but you were right, I couldn't tell anyone, I had to say it was a weird glitch instead."

"And what did they say?"

"Just like you said, they loved it. Having someone else with multiple mentally linked bodies, even if it was just 'random', was something they hadn't thought they'd see. They've interacted with some online but haven't arranged an in-person visit or anything. But we went to the sex park and let me tell you, fucking both Tony and Victoria when they feel everything the other does and I've got four bodies all feeling what the others do, that was fucking amazing. And then a few weeks later when Michael and Susan emerged? Fuck that just made it even better. They said it was the best sex they'd had, one body to one body, and they really appreciated that I kinda get them, even if I'm not plural. But then they told me that probably another headmate of theirs, Erin, she's been working on her body and will probably emerge soon, and we all talked about it and they said that they want to keep fucking but they liked it one-on-one more than they did when it was two-on-one with me and they're not really sure what they'd do with the spare body so..." You had to resist the urge to pinch Joan's cheeks as she got to rambling again.

"...and that's why I'd probably just end up asking you for the same change over and over," she finished. "I think, Tony and I, we can already tell that we're the one, well, ones, for each other, I feel with them what I see between mom and dad, or between grandma and grandpa. We talked about it and agreed that the emotional connection is there but that the sex is going to be an important part of it as well. None of us have dad's cuck fetish or anything like that and we agreed to be monogamous--whatever that means when we've got multiple bodies--so for Tony to have extra bodies, more than me, would just be awkward."

"So you're saying that the change you'd ask for is to get bodies to match Tony?"

"Yeah. That's probably what I'd ask for. But I'd have to wait a whole year to catch up!"

"So what would you like me to do?" you asked.

"Well, ideally, I'd just like to cash in all of these tickets for one big change, if you're willing. Whenever one of Tony's headmates gets a new body, I want one as well. I know it's a whirlwind romance but it's there, Katey, I can feel it." You could as well. The mind-patterns were exceptionally compatible, even with all the variations in the Tony system's patterns. "I don't know how many headmates they have but I want to be able to love all of them properly, emotion, romance, sex, everything. And they want that too."

"You sound like you've already proposed."

"Not quite yet, but I will in a week if they don't first. Already have a ring picked out."

"Ah, young love." Joan swatted you lightly.

"So, can you do that? I guess it would just be another weird glitch but hey, it's computers, that happens."

"It's a bigger change than just giving you four bodies," you said, "but I'll do it." Joan's eyes lit up with excitement. "For all your future presents. You can still use this year's for something else if you want."

"Hmm, well, in that case, since I've already got the rest of my bodies being pretty much exactly how I want them, maybe you could tweak my feet and hair? Michael's got a really strong foot fetish and Susan told me that Erin adores long hair on her partners, and there are others who share that, so can you change both of those?"

"Your mom and and I already have pretty great feet," you said, kicking yours up onto the bed, "so I'm not sure what more needs to be changed there."

"Oh, Michael said that he already loves my feet. Just a few tiny tweaks to really make them his own ideal."

"OK, I can do that," you agreed, willing to raid a mind-chip to make your daughter happy. "And the hair?"

"Well, Susan was saying that what Erin really likes is when her partners have really long hair that they can move around freely, like my cocks," Joan said. She laughed as you made your hair do just that. "Just like that, yeah! So, like that, down to my ankles, really thick and silky is what Susan was saying."

"Any particular colours?" you asked.

"Nah, what I've got is fine. If I were to change it it'd be different colours for each body but I don't want that."

You nodded agreement. "I can do those, and link how many bodies you have to how many Tony has," you said. "Ask him to see a gene tech with you, though."

"Let me guess," your daughter said. "You'll be the tech and you'll give us some not-quite-accurate explanation of what's going on."

"Exactly."

"Now," she said, scooting up close to you and putting her hands on your crotch and her tentacles on your bust, "the rest of my family's in an orgy right now, but I want one with you, just us, right here. Some really good sex to remember you by."

"You know that I could just make you decide to have sex with me again."

"Please don't. I know you could do it, I know you could make us think it was our idea all along, I know all of that, but please don't. Tony and I, as I said, we discussed this, we want to be monogamous. Maybe we'd be open to it but we'd have to talk about it and it wouldn't be a general thing even with you, we'd all have to agree each time."

"I understand. My parents, your grandparents, are still monogamous as well, decades after the upload. Plenty of folks are, though it's less common for the later generations who were always here."

"Well that's what we want."

"And it's a perfectly fine choice to make, and don't let anyone tell you otherwise. Now, you were saying about that orgy?"

This time it was your turn to tackle-fuck Joan with four bodies.