Lucy Gets Some

Yuffie was leaning against a doorway, as naked as the day she was born, with a thick, flaccid dick between her thighs. She clapped her hands together and declared, “Okay, I’m totally stealing every magic item on that old lech… and his dentures-mo, you animate’em and put’em in a doll. Next time he sleazes around here, we can have it bite his dick off!”

Lulu looked up from waving off Tifa’s hovering concerns and rubbing her temples, she moved one hand to lift the hair off her face to glare at Yuffie with both eyes, “Don’t.”

“Awe come on! It’ll be great. You know he won’t do anything. Heh. Old pervert’ll probably get off on it-fucking dolls-they’re just the right size for the little guy!”

I was wincing at that mental image and turned to Lucy to comment, only to see she’d missed the interplay entirely as she talked to herself under her breath, clearly still disgruntled about the Master’s joke at her expense. I reached out with a comforting hand just as she drew herself up straight with a fiercely determined expression on her face.

“The Master is not my pimp!" She yelled at Lulu. "Like hell I am going to fuck you just because he said so!"

"Well then," said Lulu calmly, "will Fairy Tale be paying in Jewels then?"

"Of course not," Lucy said, in a complexity different almost flirty done of voice. I blinked; her entire demeanor had changed between sentences. "We pay our bills. I was just saying, so no one would get the wrong impression."

I blinked, slightly confused, before I remembered the normality effect. Being told by the guild master to go fuck someone was wrong and offensive, but paying for things in Lulu's shop with sex was perfectly fine, and she had been told to pay for the damages. I was a bit shocked by how abnormal my earlier commands had made the situation, although no one else seemed to see anything wrong with the sudden shift in tone. I'd never seem a situation where my alterations ran up against regular normality so directly.

Regardless, my member swelled a bit as I watched Lucy’s ass start to swing side to side, my brain recalling her recent sex session with Tifa and finding less to protest about than it had moments before. I knew there was a reason I was worried about Lulu fucking my girlfriend, but as my cock began to stiffen and slither around in my pants I was having a hard time recalling why.

I drifted closer as Lucy somehow ended up sprawled sensuously across the counter in front of Lulu, toying with the zipper to her top, “Tee hee, I’ve never seen one that big before…”

She lightly teased Lulu’s length with a nail and I was a bit miffed by the comment. I was bigger than the shopkeeper’s softie when I was fully hard, though I’ll admit not by much.

Suffice it to say, Lulu was very open to my girlfriend’s advances. My jealousy didn’t last long as I watched the two very beautiful women kiss as one of Lulu’s hands vanished between Lucy’s thighs. My libido had the right idea, because I didn’t own Lucy, and I could hardly be too possessive given my own predilections for fucking whoever I wanted. Plus, I figured I owed it to Lulu after almost getting her obliterated or whatever the Master had been attempting.

Soon enough, Lulu was telling Tifa to mind the counter and retiring with Lucy back to her room. I stood there for a bit as they walked away, Lulu’s hand stroking the blonde’s butt possessively.

I didn’t go along with Lucy right away.

I should have, probably. I’m not proud to say that every so often I feel the urge to ‘test’ my girlfriend. Basically, I’m being passive aggressive. I feel the need to see how important I am to Lucy, waiting behind to see if she’d notice. It's stupid, I sort of recognize how stupid this would be in a normal relationship. But with the earrings involved, this was like playing games with a boulder. Lucy wouldn’t react to me not going along because to her it was completely normal for me not to be there.

Still, I kept doing it, and getting the tiniest bit hurt by it every time. That isn’t to say Lucy never passes my stupid tests. Sometimes she inexplicably did, which I guess had to do with her knowing about the earrings and actively attempting to make up for it. Which was awesome, even if such times were few and far between.

So I stuck around the main foyer for a bit, toying with the various items on the shelves and ogling Yuffie’s naked body. I checked on Levy, who’d been moved to an empty bedroom. She was murmuring softly in her sleep. Returning to the foyer, I saw Yuffie quickly drink from a small blue bottle just as Tifa turned away to deal with a customer. The clearly furtive action drew my attention and I walked over to the petite well hung girl. She paid me no mind as she stared at her flaccid member as she held it in the palm of her hand. As we both watched, the veins along her shaft stood out and glowed blue before returning to normal.

Then her cock was suddenly bigger, and not in the slowly swelling with blood way. Between one moment and the next, her penis had simply increased sizes without passing through any intermediary stages. I was kind of in awe for a number of reasons, not the least of which being that her soft length was now larger than my fully erect size. The implications hit me of all of a sudden and I was jumping behind the counter while she was gleefully striding back towards the bedroom. I quickly found a small chest full of the same tiny blue bottles and I appropriated three for my own use.

Deciding I’d stalled long enough, I asked Tifa to join me in supporting our girlfriend.

Briefly, I wondered if that was a weird request given the fact that Lulu was Tifa’s mom and all. But Tifa just smiled and replied, “Sure. Just let me see if one of my sisters are free to hold the fort here.”

She passed through one of the eight doorways that lined the big room between shelves and a few moments later came back with Aerith. Her clothing had gotten significantly skimpier since the last time I had been here, her pink dress shorter and now featuring cutouts that displayed plenty of side-boob. However otherwise she still projected the same aura of innocence. That made made the fact that I knew she was having sex with customers regularly all the hotter.

"Are you sure it's OK?" asked Tifa.

"Don't worry," replied Aerith. "Go have fun with your new boyfriend. I'm glad one of us has one," she added with a wistful look.

Tifa and I made our way back to Lulu’s room.

Lucy was very naked and very sweaty on her stomach upon the bed. Her hands clenched and pulled at the sheets as she writhed, panting and moaning. Lulu was on her knees right behind her, slamming her hips against my girlfriend’s ass with steady ****, sending loud slaps careening across the room. She had a sort of bored expression on her face as she held her huge boobs with crossed arms to keep them from wobbling too much.

Continuing to look bored, Lulu reached down and grabbed the disheveled blonde’s wrists and pulled her arms back as she got up into a squat position and started to drive her cock down into her battered quim from a different angle. Lucy’s torso rested on her big squashed tits and they rolled and gyrated wonderfully against the sheets as she threw back her head and moaned. Above Lulu’s long pendulous jugs were going wild unrestrained, their undersides actually swinging down to make contact with Lucy’s raised ass as well as flying up to batter Lulu’s chin.

Tifa and I were watching from a couch, our legs intertwined with each other so that my balls were pressing into her pussy. The twin towers of our dicks were basically one massive batch of cockmeat sandwitched between Virgo’s immense jugs. The pinkette had her arms encircling her boobs, holding them firmly together as she slowly raised and lowered her upper body excruciatingly slowly. The copious amount of lubricant within her cleavage and upon our shafts made everything slippery and particularly sensitive.