Hit the showers (with new friends).

Trish moaned as I continued to squeeze and play with her soft chest. This was a dream come true, the prom queen and one of the most popular girls in school was eager for my touch in the girls’ locker room. Not to mention the fact that she was my **** now, she would happily do anything for me. Having quite the curious mind, this naturally made me wonder how much autonomy my slaves had. It was one thing if they obey my orders anytime I give them, it was an entirely different thing if they not only obey my orders but can even make their own suggestions or even take some initiative on things they know or think I might like.

I leaned over to whisper something in Trish’s ear. “Hey, so I’d like to get Erika and Jacquelin to swallow some of my cum. Will you help me with that?”

“Of course! Anything you want, Lucy.” She smiled.

“Good, do you have any ideas?”

Trish responded by tapping her chin thoughtfully and looking up slightly. “Well, I know they both like to shower after gym class, we could ambush them there.”

I was impressed. I was expecting something robotic or trying to urge me to come up with something instead. But no, she came up with something all on her own. It really was as though I had Trish plus servitude, instead of Trish replaced by servitude. Needless to say, I was happy to discover this.

“Sounds like a good plan.”

“I know the moment they see that cock of yours, they’ll be begging for it. Some of the girls in here have already told me how much they wanted it during class.”

“You could see it?”

“Are you kidding? Of course that monster made a tent in your shorts.” Trish laughed. I hadn’t really been paying too much attention to what I looked like during class, I was more focused on everyone else. Trish included. “Let’s get going before they leave!” She said, excitedly, grabbing my hand and leading me to the showers.

When we arrived, I was treated to the two sisters each under their own shower-heads, rinsing themselves off and running their hands over their skin as they cooled themselves off before lunch. Their backs were turned to Trish and I, and I could see their bare and glorious asses. Though Erika’s looked tighter and firmer, her sister’s ass looked so soft that it might jiggle for hours if you slapped it. The scene was erotic, and I was about to make it even more so. The scent of my cock seemed to tickle their noses before they even realized that Trish and I had arrived. They both turned around to look.

“Oh, hi Lucy!” Erika said, she was the more outgoing of the two sisters, her voice was wavering, particularly as soon as she saw who I was with, and my erect cock. Once she laid eyes on my new member, she couldn’t seem to look away.

“Hello Erika, hello Jacquelin.” I said, amicably, smiling at them both.

“Hey.” Jacquelin said quietly. Unlike her sister, she began the conversation with her eyes glued to my crotch.

“Do you two mind if I join you? I need to cool off.” I asked but didn’t wait for an answer, walking under Erika’s shower-head with her, letting my cock lightly brush against her thigh. Her thigh was like stone surrounded by a thin layer of soft silicone. “Oops, sorry.”

I heard Erika audibly swallow when she felt me brush against her. “No problem.” She smiled at me. She was definitely a tough cookie, but I wouldn’t expect any less willpower from the swim club’s captain. “Look at this big boy. Mind if I touch?” Then, without waiting for an answer, she wrapped her hand around the shaft of my cock. She also gave me a knowing smile.

Well played. I thought to myself. Her grip was firm but soft, and she almost immediately started stroking. Feeling another person’s hand stroking my cock was delightful, and I almost got lost in the feeling before I remembered I had a mission to accomplish. I looked over at Jacquelin, curious to see her reaction to this. She was still fixated on my cock and even looked a tad jealous of her sister.

“Jacquelin.” I said, getting her attention. Her gaze turned up to meet mine. “Wanna join us?”

She said nothing but walked over to us and immediately took my cock into her hand. Now I had two different hands stroking my hard cock. Jacquelin’s hand was less firm but much softer than her sister’s, but she was also stroking it a bit more intensely. Evidently, she didn’t have as much willpower as her sister; but then again, I had been exposing her to my pheromones for an hour and a half.

I moaned a bit as the two of them stroked me with such intensity. I could feel my knees getting a bit weak. Managing to just barely pry myself away from their hands I turned around and leaned my back against the shower wall. “That’s enough foreplay, I think. I bet you two really want a taste of this meat, don’t you?”

“Fuck yes.” Jacquelin said in an almost **** tone.

“I’d love to.” Erika replied, licking her lips. After their replies, they both knelt down in front of me, but Jacquelin was the first to have a mouth full of my cock. She wasted no time in sliding it all the way down her mouth and into her throat. She did so effortlessly and without so much as gagging. She had either done this before or she was a natural.

“Damn, sis, is that how you go down on Brian all the time?”

“Brian?” I ask, with some degree of difficulty through the overwhelming pleasure. This was my third blowjob and I still wasn’t used to the amazing feeling.

“Her boyfriend.” Erika replied, smiling up at me and giggling. That explained where the skill came from.

Trish, who hadn’t involved herself much yet, had made her way next to me and stood there, watching. Her lips looked soft and having Jacquelin’s own soft lips wrapped around my cock, this was an observation I was having trouble ignoring.

“Make out with me, Trish.” I commanded and she eagerly obeyed, leaning forward and slipping her tongue immediately into my lips. As she did I could feel Jacquelin relenting a bit and finally releasing my meat from her mouth, then I felt a different mouth slide around it. This one didn’t go down nearly as far, I assumed it was Erika.

Even though she didn’t take it down as far as her sister, Erika’s movements were a bit more intense and quicker pace. In addition, she had killer skill with her tongue. I could feel the muscle dragging itself around my tip and shaft in smooth, fluid motions.

Speaking of tongues, Trish’s was doing a wonderful dance in my mouth. Swirling around with mine like they were doing the tango. It was a different kind of kiss from Suzumi’s, which was more heated and passionate; this kiss was calculated and skillful.

At that moment I was on cloud nine. I was making out with the cheerleader prom queen while getting my futa dick sucked by my middle school crush and her swim captain sister. This whole situation was straight out of one of my late-night fantasies, I even started to doubt the reality of it for a brief moment.

The two fellating sisters swapped again, I felt Jacquelin once again impale herself on my rod, taking almost the entire thing inside her mouth before starting to slide back and forth, creating intense suction as she did.

I couldn’t help but moan directly into Trish’s mouth. She responded by giggling a bit into mine before parting lips.

“Are you enjoying this, Lucy?” She asked.

“Hell yeah, I’m already getting close.” After saying this, I felt and saw Jacquelin’s movements become more hectic. She didn’t go down as far but picked up pace, sliding up and down my rod at a fast pace.

Erika put her hand on her sister’s shoulder and pulled slightly so she could get a turn, sliding my hard cock into her mouth again with her skillful tongue.

“I want you both to share the load.” I manage to say through a tightened brow and clenched teeth.

“Okay.” Jacquelin said as bit wistfully, and Erika hummed a bit in response. Trish was kneading one of my breasts with her hand and occasionally playing with my nipple, smiling and giggling into my ear as she did.

Finally, the dam burst, and I erupted into Erika’s waiting lips. She hummed with delight and almost immediately started swallowing down my load. Stream after stream of thick spunk was being gulped down by the fit, purple-haired bombshell.

“Swap!” I said, a bit louder than intended realizing if this kept up, I wouldn’t get Jacquelin her helping. With what seemed like incredible willpower, Erika managed to pry herself away from the sperm-fountain my cock had become, and Jacquelin made haste in replacing her. Once the goth-punk sister began swallowing down my copious loads, she moaned after each gulp and her eyes were upturned in their sockets in a look of absolute bliss.

My legs grew weak as my ejaculation slowed down to a halt. Perhaps sensing it, Trish put my arm over her shoulders to stop me from falling onto the tiled floor. Erika, too, got up to lend her support. Even after my ejaculation had finished, Jacquelin was still suckling on the tip of my softening member. In that moment I felt something coming, a pain I knew all too well. Another kind of dam was about to burst.

“Uh, ladies, I need to piss.” I said, sort of exhaustedly. “Might wanna stop sucking on that.” Though I was a true hermaphrodite now, for some reason I only urinated through my penis and not my vagina, a fact that almost made my first bathroom experience since having this cock a horrific disaster.

Jacquelin stopped but looked up at me. “It’s fine if you want to use my mouth, Lucy.” She said and smiled a bit, there was even a slight blush on her cheeks.

My mind shut down for a second. I couldn’t believe what I was hearing. Jacquelin just offered to drink my urine. After thinking about it for a moment I realized it shouldn’t be that surprising, my slaves would literally do anything I wanted them too, apparently that included some stranger fetishes. I was about to decline, but then I imagined it. Jacquelin eagerly drinking down my piss like it was the cum she was just swallowing seconds ago. I liked the idea.

“O-okay then.”

After hearing my confirmation, she wrapped her lips around the tip once more and looked up at me. I relaxed my bladder, with some degree of hesitation, and let loose. I felt the urine start to flow through my dick and heard her squeak slightly with surprise as it entered her mouth. There was no disgust on her face, though, and she began to calmly but quickly swallow, over and over, drinking down my sour piss like it was a refreshing glass of water after a hard day in gym class.

Trish and Erika were just watching at either side of me, smiling a bit at the display. Erika was giggling slightly, possibly because her sister was doing something a bit embarrassing. However, she helped by wrapping her hand around my shaft as it began to soften to make sure it stayed in place, she even stroked it a bit to let it stiffen enough to retain its shape.

“Much better than using a cold, hard toilet, right Lucy?” Trish asked.

“Fuck yes.” I said as my urination finally stopped.

“Any one of us will happily do that for you.” She added as Jacquelin took her last gulp and removed her lips from my dick.

She looked odd though. Something about her was distant, off. She was staring into the middle distance for a moment before blinking a few times and looking back up at me.

“What is my mental reprogramming gesture?” She asked in a flat, monotone voice that sounded trance-like. I noted that even though her eyes were looking into mine, they felt like they were looking through me.

“What?” I hadn’t experienced anything like this yet.

“Drinking urine has activated this one’s first-time mental reprogramming process. Drinking urine will not enable it in the future for this one. Please designate a gesture that will allow future reprogramming.” Jacquelin said in her robotic and trance-like tone.

“I think what she’s saying is that you can change her personality.” Erika said. “But you need to make some sort of gesture so that she will know you want to change it from now on.”

“Yeah, that’s what it sounds like.” Trish added.

This was certainly strange. I believed now more than ever that I was in some sort of dream. But if I understood this right, I could change any aspect of Jacquelin’s personality right now, maybe even the other servants, too. The orb mentioned that I had more powers at my disposal, I supposed this must have been one of them. I was a bit flabbergasted that it would even be possible to reprogram a human like this. Though the more I thought about it, the more I had to concede that the human mind is kind of like a computer, just magnitudes more complex.

“What sort of gesture can it be?” I asked.

“It may be a specific hand gesture, a specific kind of tactile contact, or a specific word or phrase.” Jacquelin replied. “Take care that this gesture or phrase is not a common one that you would use when addressing this one, so as to avoid accidental activation of the reprogramming mode.”

“Oh okay, give me a moment to think.”

“You may do as you please. This one will not exit reprogramming mode until a choice is made.”

I stroked my chin thoughtfully. I was leaning toward a phrase, or specifically a series of letters that I couldn’t imagine myself using in any other context. Using audio seemed like the best choice, since a hand gesture would require she be looking in my direction and tactile contact would require me to be able to reach her. As long as she wasn’t deafened the phrase would work.

“I will use a phrase.”

“What phrase will you use?”

“R, P, G, R, M”

“To confirm, the phrase is the letters ‘RPGRM’ in sequence?”

“That’s right.”

“Confirmed and applied. To exit reprogramming mode, repeat the gesture. You may make changes to this one’s personality now while she is still in reprogramming mode. Are there any changes you wish to make to this one’s personality?”