Meeting some new friends

I spent some time relaxing on the bench, making a show of recovering my stamina, but in truth I was merely letting my mind wander. It was certainly fascinating to see the effects my penis had on these women, and how it informed the way they treated me. It made me curious about other things I had altered, and how they were affecting the world at large.

When at last I decided it was time to start moving again, I stood up and made my way out of the gym and back into the lobby. It was completely empty, save for the receptionist and Amehana, who was still standing at the entrance waiting for me to finish.

“Hey,” I began as I strode up to the reception desk where the Ame-clone with the wavy hair was sitting, “are there still people in the sauna?”

She turned to face me, making a seductive show of pulling a lollipop out from between her ruby-red lips with matching red-nailed fingers. “Sure are, sugar. Two hotties that I’m pretty sure won’t be leaving anytime soon.” She rather pointedly twirled her tongue around the sucker.

That was good news, I wasn’t quite done here. Something else was on my mind. I slid behind her desk and stood next to her, casually slipping a hand into the side of her apron and groping at one of her hefty breasts. As I did so, I noted that the name on her apron was “Ameyuri”.

She giggled and wiggled her brows up at me for my intrusion. “Something else you need little ole’ me for, sugar?”

“Just a quick question, if you don’t mind.”

“Not at all.”

I gave her puffy nipple a playful pinch. “So, generally speaking, how has my change to polyamory affected society at large, aside from the obvious?”

Ameyuri moaned and blushed from the pinch, but spoke clearly in answering my question. “It’s had some interesting side-effects. Chief of which is the increase to the value of being in a relationship, and a slight dip in the social status of people who are single.”

That almost seemed unintuitive. “Wait, so people value relationships more?” I would have thought it would have devalued them in some way.

“Well, sugar, think of it this way.” She began after a long and very erotic show of sucking and licking her candy. “If you ask someone out who is already in a committed relationship, its not likely to be an obstacle anymore. That means relationships are more common, and people who are single are often believed to have that status for good reason.”

“Oh.” I said, thoughtfully, rubbing my chin with the hand that wasn’t manhandling one of Ameyuri’s massive teats. “Do you think that will pose as an obstacle for me?”

“It doesn’t have to.” Ameyuri replied, biting her lip and bringing her lollipop up to my own mouth. “You can obviously just make yourself an exception to the rule.”

Sensing what she wanted me to do with the candy, I took it into my own mouth and gave it a few good sucks, licking and slathering it with as much of my saliva as I could. It was enough that when she withdrew the candy from my mouth, it was practically dripping with my spit. She quickly popped it into her mouth and moaned before continuing with her thought with the sucker still in her mouth.

“However, there’s a solution that doesn’t require you to bend the rules, sugar.” As she spoke, she decided to do some casual fondling of her own, sliding her slender hand into my speedo and gently groping at my stiffening cock and balls.

“How’s that?” I asked, sighing in satisfaction from the feeling of her soft hands curled around my length. They were much softer than Mila’s, the kind of softness that comes from frequent lotion use.

“Give yourself a girlfriend.” Ameyuri said, simply. “In fact, giving yourself two may be even better. That way these girls will know that you can handle the poly lifestyle.”

I rubbed my chin and pinched her nipple again as I did so, listening to her pant and moan from my touch. “That’s not a bad idea.” I hesitated, however, trying to think of a good candidate. Immediately elevating one of the girls to being my girlfriend would bypass the entire game of love I was intent on playing, and I wasn’t sure I wanted to do that with any of them, unless of course weird exceptions like Christie came around.

It was in that moment that I remembered that Christie already claimed me as a lover. But now that I thought about it, I had a much better plan in store for her, and the first step was not to publicly acknowledging her claim.

Ameyuri seemed to sense my dilemma, or perhaps she could read my mind. I had never attempted to determine if that were possible for her. In any case she spoke up. “Maybe one of us could have the honor, hun.” The emphasis she put on the word “us” implied she meant one of the Ame-clones.

I blinked, that certainly solved half the problem. I looked down at her and gave a knowing smile. “Have someone in mind?”

She let out a soft giggle and began to stroke my length faster inside my speedo. “Oh I dunno, maybe a poor little clone stuck with a boring old desk job.” She smiled and withdrew the sucker from her mouth, only to make a show of licking her ruby red lips and fluttering her eyelashes. “Maybe a girl who has been watching her Master fool around all morning and could use a little sugar herself?”

“You’ve got yourself a deal.” I said, grinning wide. “Have Amehana take your place as a receptionist when we leave, you’ll be my personal assistant and girlfriend from now on. That does just leave one more, though. I could always get another clone but I wouldn’t mind a little diversity.”

“That’s fair.” Ameyuri had now pulled down the waistband of my already strained swimsuit, pulled herself off of her chair to kneel on the floor in front of me, and was stroking my exposed length with fervor. The act was making it increasingly difficult to concentrate on coming up with a solution to my problem. “I could just invent someone for the task if you want me to, sugar. No reason it has to be someone from around here.”

That was true. Not only could the Studio fabricate an entirely unique and new person, I supposed it could also drag someone from an entirely different franchise here too. Maybe some other fighting game heroine. In the time that I had been considering this point, Amehana had come behind the desk and sat down in the chair that Ameyuri had previously been occupying, smiling to me as she did.

“All right, here’s what I want you to do.” I said at last.

“Yes?” Ameyuri removed the lollipop from her mouth, only to replace it with my swollen cock, her amazingly soft lips dragging along my length as I continued.

“Surprise me,” I began, half moaning the words, “get someone from another fighting game franchise. You ought to know my preferences by now, so it shouldn’t be hard to come up with someone.”

“It will be done, Master.” Amehana replied, given that Ameyuri’s own mouth was occupied.

I moaned again as Ameyuri began to bob her head back and forth along my rod, her soft lips dragging along the stiff but sensitive flesh. I could see slight ruby red smears from her lipstick on my shaft, and that was strangely satisfying to see.

“Andyyyy!” I heard a voice yell from across the lobby by the entrance.

It was so loud and I was so preoccupied with the fellatio that I nearly jumped at the sudden noise. My head jerked up to look and gawked in disbelief. No more than ten seconds could have passed but the Studio had already processed my request.

There was someone new at the entrance to the spa, and the moment her brown eyes met mine, she began to practically skip down the lobby toward me, making her huge breasts bounce and sway inside her halter-top bikini that was extremely slim, barely managing to cover her nipples and leaving both considerable cleavage and side-boob on display.

She was a Japanese woman with lightly sun-kissed skin and long, dark brown hair tied into a high ponytail with a white ribbon. These distinctive features combined with the color choice of her swimsuit, red with white lining, and a folded paper fan tucked into the bikini strap around her hips made me realize very quickly that I was dealing with Mai Shiranui.

Now that I thought of it, she really was sort of the obvious choice, she had appeared in two DOA games as a guest fighter, and for good reason. Her character was clearly blatant fanservice in her own franchise, making her right at home with the fighters of Dead or Alive. But the fact that she belonged to another series meant I hadn’t really thought of her when setting up the island, so she really was the ideal choice for a girlfriend.

“Mai.” I greeted smiling and stifled a moan from Ameyuri’s expert mouthwork.

Once Mai had finally arrived, with one of the straps of her bikini having slid off her shoulder, she rounded the desk, leaned over Ameyuri to plant a deep kiss on my lips, and wrapped her arms around me in a tight hug. She wasted no time introducing tongue into the mix, and I was more than happy to reciprocate.

She, too, had amazingly soft lips, and the feeling of her tongue sliding playfully along and around my own was intoxicating. It wasn’t my first make-out session, but I realized in just that moment that my previous encounters had all been tepid and unenthusiastic, but only because this one was obviously the complete opposite. Mai truly loved me and was passionate about the kiss she was giving me.

The erotic face-sucking that was going on while an equally erotic cock-sucking was happening below was too much, and without warning I shot my load once again. I could feel my cum flowing from my dick in a nearly steady stream, and unlike Mila, Ameyuri wasted no time in swallowing it down.

“Gulp, gulp…” I could hear her below.

Clearly Mai did too, because she grabbed the back of my head and pushed her lips even tighter against my own, moaning into the kiss to help intensify it. Not only were neither of them upset about the presence or actions of the other, Mai was actually helping Ameyuri get a bigger load out of me. And it was working.

My knees actually started to feel weak from the prolonged and enhanced ejaculation, but Mai, whose soft body evidently was much stronger than it looked, was doing a superb job of keeping me stable and on my feet.

“Gulp… gulp… gulp…” I could hear the tell-tale signs that my climax was waning, as Ameyuri’s enthusiastic swallowing was slowing down.

Finally, Mai parted lips with me, a visible string of saliva still connecting our mouths. “Now that I’ve helped you get a load out of Andy, you’ll have to return the favor later, Yuri.” I took note of two things from this sentence, the first was that Mai had a very slight Japanese accent which was barely noticeable but still kind of cute to me. The second was that she called me “Andy”, which often was a common nickname for me, but I only just now realized that it coincided with the name of Mai’s frequent love interest in her own games, a nice touch on the Studio’s part.

“Oh, you know I’m always happy to help, hon.” Ameyuri replied, licking a few stray strands of my spunk from around her lips and then standing up to embrace Mai in a friendly hug.

I noticed that at some point Ameyuri’s wardrobe changed. She was now wearing a cross bikini instead of the apron, but her name was still stitched on the strap that went over her left breast. I also noticed that Mai had yet to fix the strap that had fallen off her shoulder, and one of her lovely red areolae was poking out from the fabric. I wasn’t about to bring it up, though.

“So, what are you doing here, Andy?” Mai asked. “I’ve been looking for you all morning.”

All three of us walked out from behind the receptionist desk, which was an odd place for us to be now that Ameyuri wasn’t the one maintaining it anymore, and into the lobby proper.

“Just giving myself a much-needed tour around the island.” I replied. “Introducing myself to some of the visitors.”

Mai rolled her eyes. “Probably introducing yourself with your hands more than anything else.” She said but smiled and giggled, letting me know it was just a tease.

I shrugged. “What can I say? The ladies around here are stunning. Winning that contest may have been the best thing that’s ever happened to me.”

“Second best.” Mai said and hugged my arm into her massive pillowy breasts for emphasis.

I turned and kissed her lips deeply. “Second best.” I agreed.

“So where are you off to now?” She asked, poking my chest idly with a finger.

“Ameyuri here was giving me a tour, but I decided I wanted to enjoy the spa experience before I moved on. I was about to head to the sauna.”

“Oh, that sounds wonderful!” Mai said, practically moaning the words. “Mind if I join you, Andy?”

I grinned. “Please do.”