How does sex count as mediation?

You sit back as Ashley lay entirely **** on your lap, her body trying to bring you to orgasm, to consume your cum, even while she was entirely knocked out by her orgasm. You however don't think of the sensation of the **** girl's sporadic, uncoordinated, and weak attempts at sex while she was asleep on you. Instead you were pondering, what if, what if you really did have some sort of Alien STD that could bend your mind or control what you think? (No, no you don't, everything is fine, let's focus on breaking the bitch on your lap! Doesn't her pussy feel nice? Yeah you want more of that pussy don't you?)

That could maybe explain Juliette's changes and all these freakish and outright unnatural details about Ashley. After all Ashley was at your mother's adhoc graduation ceremony for you, and she didn't seem to possess super strength nor a malicious hatred of men then, fit to be sure, but not this insane body builder physique with biceps bigger than your arms and abs that shouldn't even exist.

"Awww, she's so adorable like that. Can you do me next?" Juliette asked her finger poking Ashley's sleeping face, not even a hint of jealousy and only a desire for more sex on her own face. Surely this couldn't be natural, something had to be influencing all of this. (But Juliette is a crazy freak, it's because she's crazy and wants crazy things like Ashley does!)

If it messes with Juliette's mind, that could explain why she nearly went full on crazy, no it could explain why you're so alright with this insanity of constant sex and dehumanizing behaviors. "Juliette, you love me, you will do anything for me right?" You ask as she sits there hands planted on the ground, butt planted as she rubs her crotch against the carpet, looking at you with a dreamy lust.

"Of course I love you, you're greatest in the entire world, you deserve the entire world, every woman, all the money, everything!" Juliette almost sounded **** with her passionate declaration of devotion. (She knows she's right, you deserve to be perfect. When She is done all the women will be like Juliette for you.)

"Then tell me, what drove you to act like you did right before we started fucking? Did you ever feel like you heard another voice either in your head or when you were kissing me? Ever feel like something else is controlling you?" You ask your sister, even grasping Ashley's hips stopping her **** thrusting and even earning a soft groan from the **** woman. (W-what kind of a question is that? Slut never controlled her... She means no nothing ever controlled Juliette she's just crazy, just calm down and stop thinking of stupid... Ummm need more words... Conspiracies, and just fuck Ashley and Juliette!)

Without stopping her pussy's constant grind against the carpet, Juliette stopped to think about your question. "Not really. But I remember when I first was realizing that I could do whatever we wanted, which is whatever you want, for some reason it just felt like their part of me wanted to be the one I'm control. And then here lately it feels like that part changed and it just wants to submit to you entirely." (T-thats just because Juliette's a crazy bitch who didn't know what she wanted yet! Damn it Slut, why won't you help Her out here.)

You ponder Juliette's words through a haze, struggling to focus and feeling mild discomfort the more you pondered. Yet rather than relaxing or stopping, the discomfort seems to drive you even as your own body seems to be demanding you slow down and enjoy the feeling of Ashley's cunt wrapped around your cock. And so despite the immense soreness of your dick once you had done it, you tore Ashley off you, and tossed the **** girl aside. You had intended to allow her to plop down on the couch where she could continue to rest until she regained consciousness, but instead she bounced off the cushions and dropped to the floor which startled her back into wakefulness.

"Ah what the fuck? I'm up, I'm..." Ashley froze, her eyes dreamy on the ground, staring at the scene before her, a naked needy Juliette looking **** for someone, anyone to pleasure her, porn sounds from the T.V. and your towering fuck stick standing tall and proud even as you were wincing in discomfort, and just under it bringing the great smile to her face, hidden behind some disgusting balls, a slit even you were unaware of, at least until she dove in and began lapping at it muttering your praises between tongue thrusts before you threw her back to the ground.

You then panic, you feel between your legs you hand reaching into the ample gap between your thighs and you feel the slit, it was half formed and only deep enough to support going just past the first joint on your finger, but it was decisively the sensation that you were now intimately familiar with thanks to Juliette's own example. You were fingering some sort of malformed pussy, one that tingled with sensation and was decidedly part of your body.

However before you can break into panicked screaming, Juliette is already on top of you, lips locking with yours. "It's ok, everything is going to be alright. We already knew about this remember?" (T-thank you, ****, She thought... She was feeling the panic too.)

That's right you had already known about it, but yet why were you so calm before? This is decisively unnatural, and you were just going to run Chad's face in it. Something was happening and you didn't know how to protect anyone from it. "I haven't been able to think clearly, just too much is happening." You admit to Juliette as her tongue invites you to claim her mouth.

Juliette then breaks the kiss with a smile. "Well then why not try meditation?" As she suggests this, your fuck pets hops back, bouncing on her heels to make her breasts bounce.

"You seriously want me to sit here, cross my legs going 'Ohmmmm'? Juliette that's nonsense." You retort to your sister as Ashley looks confused between the two of you.

Then the blond raises her hand. "Actually a lot of things can be considered meditation, from reps at the gym to gardening. It's not even advised to attempt something like deep meditation until you learn to meditate while doing a simple repetitive task first, which can be a lot harder than most people realize."

Juliette's smile turns into the coy look she frequent s when her mind turns to the perverse. "Which speaking of hard, I have a repetitive task that you can do here to meditate with." And Juliette drops to her knees and elbows raising her ass flashing her dripping twat at you her lips puffed up and twitching from her **** of the hole and dripping with a need to be stuffed.

Meanwhile you just sigh. "Juliette I very much doubt that Sex counts as meditation."

Juliette just wiggles her ass more. "Ohhh, c'mon you're a guy you have to have heard of 'Post Nut Clarity' before. It's a total win-win, you get to meditate, clear your mind and hunt the voices in our heads, and I get fucked as your little onahole."

You sigh and shake your head. Of course Juliette wouldn't take any of this seriously and would just go hunting for sex. Post nut clarity, what a joke. (Y-yeah... The hell is Post Nut Clarity it can't be real... Can it?)

Ashley then crawls next to Juliette and begins mimicking her movements. "W-what the matter limp dick. I-its Post Nut Clarity, s-surely you've heard of it before, are you, eugh, man enough? I-I bet you can't f-fuck o-our girly p-p-pussies with your...*gulp*... M-manly dick enough to ever reach that point." You close your eyes and just think that Ashley gets a A for effort, but a D for believability, clearly she doesn't buy into Juliette's narrative, and while inviting you to fuck her and seemingly wanting it, the whole idea is also making her nervous, especially since this is the first time she's begged you for sex.

But what do you have to loose, you needed answers, why were you growing a vagina, what was going on with Juliette and Ashley, just what if anything was in your head. "Alright you fucking asked for it. Post Nut Clarity here I cum." And you swiftly mount Juliette hand on her back pushing her breasts into the carpet while your dick teases her dripping entrance before it easily slips in. (No... no, no, no! No, bad James, no Post Nut Clarity, it'll umm kill you, yeah we'll die if you have Post Nut Clarity... This is so stupid. drop the subject man, you don't want to know, you don't need to know, you're just being a jerk!)

Juliette's soft panting into the carpet is like music, each thrust of your hips is met by her own doing everything to keep your dick from pulling back out. Each clap of the meeting of your flesh is joined by her soft expressions of pure pleasure as her eyes roll into the back of her head. And right beside her Ashley's watches on with interest until you decide to grant her the gift of pleasure to match her best friend. While your hand held the plump flesh of Juliette your other hand caresses the soft skin of Ashley, the impossibly hard muscles beneath her skin making for a astounding contrast as you feel her.

While Juliette's large breasts drag on the carpet, you reach over and tweek Ashley's nipple earning a yelp from the girl just before she collapses face and chest to the ground leaving her puckered hole exposed where you immediately thrust your pinky finger in. Ashley's own screams of ecstasy join Juliette's moaning and you can see your sister grinning with complete joy and her own insanity as her friend is brought to climax by your pinky in her ass.

And then, all the sensation and sex from the morning hits you and you can't hold back anymore. The largest orgasm perhaps of your life hits you as you start to hose down Juliette's canal with your sperm. Twitch after twitch, sporadic thirst after sporadic thrust you unleash into your sister and the world seems to fall away as you pull away from her, allowing your seed to run out of her in a manner that you thought could only be done in porn. (Let's just keep fucking her.)

And then it's as if there was no sound at all, and yet, you could hear something like a voice narrating inside of you. (The female tract is well under development, need more of the nutrients to complete development, She should start on womb and ovaries...) (Dick feels good, good dick, feels good, good good good, want more dick good...She loves dick) (Hormone suppression is failing She warns that breast growth will begin soon) (I just need to keep James distracted, he... he just won't understand what I am doing, He won't understand us.)

What are these voices, these women? Why did they all sound the same? What were they doing to you? What wouldn't you understand? (Wait what is James think...what?)

They're listening to you! (You can hear Her?)

Who are you? What are you doing to me, to my family? (She... She is... Your conscious.) Bullshit. (She totally is, she's been helping you all this time!) Oh really? (Yeah, like when that bitch Slut tried to make Juliette **** you!) Slut? (Yeah the stupid Slut, she tried to make Juliette **** you because she wanted to be Dominant but Juliette wanted you to be master.) That doesn't sound like what a conscious would do at all! (Ah... W-well...) Admit it you're an Alien virus! (She is not a virus, She is... Errr... Fine! She is She, She... She was found by you and She found you and became a part of you, She is part of your body now, and She, She can think and have advanced thoughts because you, and She is grateful for you because you have given Her things She never would have even understood She was without, without you... So She shall make you perfect, She shall give you this world and everything you ever want as thanks, and She shall help you with the issues She had accidentally caused for you. Please believe Her, She loves you James Amon for everything you are, and She knows she can make you into the greatest version of yourself that all can see as the greatest being to exist!)

The hell...was this voice crazy just what is this thing claiming? Just...