Nadia's New Life

Nadia Doe (she was allowed to remember her old name of "bin Salman" but was told it no longer applied to her) moaned as her brother-Master (she suspected that her use of the term was something imposed by John, since it had come to her almost immediately after her conversion into his whore was complete, but it felt so natural, so right) pulled her into his lap, impaling her cunt on twin fifteen-inch cocks.

All in all, she supposed, given the severity of her crime, things could have gone worse for her. If nothing else, if she had to choose a man to exercise the sort of control over her that her brother-Master did--she moaned again as he began squeezing her boobs and pinching and twisting her nipples while the machines in her bloodstream got to work satisfying his desire to give her bigger tits--she probably would've chosen John Doe. At least being his toy meant she knew the truth about what happened to Sucktoy, and got to be close to her.

Her brother-Master did keep her under more severe restrictions than her father had. She was already used to being permanently dyslexic, but now she was almost completely mute, too, except for sexual moans and grunts, and very often deaf and blind as well, such as now. She had no idea if it was because her brother-Master was entertaining someone he didn't want her knowing about, but still wanting to fuck her, or doing it just because he could. But then, she was a criminal of the highest order, so it was no more than she deserved.

It had taken her a bit to adjust to things like having her clothes change on her abruptly, or being teleported wherever her brother-Master desired her to be. But she figured it beat having her brain cut off from her body while her brother-Master did goodness knew what to it, whether he was abusing it or just keeping it frozen in a closet or a drawer. He still did those things from time to time, but he enjoyed playing with her and her harem-mates, and seeing their responses, too much to keep them like that for any substantial length of time.

She would have grunted softly in pain as her breasts became twice their now-normal size, three times larger than her head. She figured that wasn't so bad, though--after all, her adoptive mother Mary had boobs four times the size of her head by default. She supposed her brother-Master must have taken a little pity on Mary and given his mother-slut extra back strength.

Nadia decided to try to enjoy this round of "How big will my brother-Master make my tits today?".