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Chapter 49 by Squelchapron Squelchapron

What's next?

Let Mike and Cass bond

Taking a beat, you give Michael another look.

There you are... Straddling his new girlfriend, who he seems to care about more than any of his previous crushes... A girl who's beautiful, intelligent, kind, and likes him back. A girl you're about to buttfuck.

And there he is... Your best friend, turned into your toy... A faithful companion, even as you marry his mom, feminize his dad, and plow his bubble butt whenever it catches your eye.

This is a dilemma that solves itself.

"Hey, Mike..." You lean back, casually groping one of Cassandra's toned ass-cheeks. "I'm about to take your girlfriend's anal virginity--If I'm guessing right, that is." You look down at the redhead, and she gives you an awkward nod. "Got anything to say about that?"

"I, um..." Your friend bites his plump lower lip, eyes darting between your steady gaze, your throbbing erection, and Cassandra's bubble butt. It's smaller than his own ass, but it's still plenty tempting to the feminized young man.

Locking eyes with you one more time, he clears his throat. "Listen, uh... I wouldn't mind if y-you... If you saved that for me--Um, I mean, if that's alright with you, Cass--Sorry, I didn't mean to--"

You feel the muscular body beneath you wiggle a little: Cassandra's giggling... And blushing, too, but she seems more amused than embarrassed. "Aw, that's... I mean, if John says it's okay, then..."

"Y'know what? Yeah." Smiling, you clamber back into your seat. "Way to stand up for yourself, Mike. As a reward for taking initiative... You can fuck my harem-manager's ass tonight."

Your friend's face is bright red, but somewhere behind the mortified expression he's vibrating with excitement. "...Th-thanks."

"...And as punishment for standing up to your 'father,' well... I'll leave that to Cass." You grope her ass a final time, punctuating with a spank. "That can wait until tomorrow morning, though. As of right now, you're off the clock. Enjoy your meal with Mike, then we'll let you two lovebirds run off to your room."

She gives you a polite nod as she climbs off the table. "Thank you, sir. I won't let you down."

"Let's shuffle things around, huh? Here, Mike, go sit with Cass--She's your girlfriend now, not your boss--And I'll take your spot beside my lovely new wife."

April kisses you on the cheek as you take a seat beside her--Giving you a loving look that would be more appropriate if you were being a loving role model, rather than a perv indulging your fantasies and playing God with her family. But in this world... Well, they're basically one and the same.

Still, not everyone is happy with your plan. "Uh, did you forget about me?" Jizzi looks annoyed, crossing her arms beneath her cum-stained cleavage. "Where do I sit? And, like... Where am I sleeping?"

She doesn't say it, but the real message is clear: all of you assholes have a dream vacation with your perfect partner: what do *I* get?

Unfortunately for her, your time living in this world has done nothing to decrease the depraved instincts which created it. You may be in love with one of your bimbos, and you're allowing two more to take the evening off... But you still need a real, full-time victim to fuck with.

"You don't sit. You kneel, under the table," you reply, gesturing to your still-throbbing erection: after all, you never shoved it in Cassandra's ass. "As for tonight... Not sure yet. Get over here and convince me that you should bunk with us."

Jizzi sighs and pouts... But there's a faint sense of urgency in the way she crawls across the floor of the restaurant, and a definite sense of urgency in how quickly she swallows your cock to the base.

"Ungh..." Relaxing back into the plush lining of the booth, you put an arm around April and enjoy the blowjob. Meanwhile, Mike and Cassandra are getting close as well--Not cuddling, exactly, but sitting much closer than the luxurious seating would allow.

"Aren't they cute?" April giggles, leaning in to whisper about the young lovers on the other side of the table. "Reminds me of going on dates with Peter, back in the day... And with you, too--I mean, once you came to your senses and stopped seeing me as just Mike's bimbo mommy."

Then she kisses you again and opens the menu, rubbing your thigh gently even as her ex-husband/new-daughter impales her throat on your dick. "So... Appetizers?"

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