People-watching during the first dance

The next hour or two passes in a blur--There are just so many damn toasts, and all your friends, acquaintances, and new family members want to have a shot with you. In order to slow the onslaught whisky-bearing gentlemen, you insist that every drink has to be paired with a blowjob from their woman... But given the sexually-charged atmosphere and your supernatural stamina, that only accomplishes so much.

By the time the cake is finished and the first dance rolls around, your belly is full of liquor... And you've spread your seed to the bellies of half the women in attendance.

And so it is that April ends up supporting you, holding you up as you both twirl precariously around the dance floor. Luckily the music is slow, but you're still having trouble staying on your feet.

"Who's next, Cutie? I mean... Who's left?" April rubs her body against yours, and you feel yourself getting hard as her giant tits press into your chest. Despite their weight she's surprisingly nimble, keeping you both on-balance. "I don't think I have any more cousins, or nieces... Peter might have one or two, though." She reaches down to grope your exposed cock, drawing a chuckle from some of the crowd that's gathering around the dance floor. "Have you met Skyler? Or, um... Oh, how about my old roommate Lacie?"

"Maybe I'll take a break... Pay my new bride some special attention," you reply softly... But even as the words leave your mouth, your eyes are drawn to a woman in the front row. She's wearing one of the few dresses in the room that isn't stained with your jizz, and the cleavage it leaves visible clearly isn't enough to put her in free use territory. Still, her outfit is outlining her lithe, long-limbed body in a way that gets your erection twitching--Especially when she leans over, double-checking her camera.

Despite the fact that said camera is pointed right at you, Cassandra doesn't notice you staring. To your surprise, when she flicks her red hair out of the way you can see her glancing at Michael, who's currently blowing one of his uncles while the latter watches the first dance. Mike's inflated ass is bobbing pleasantly, and Cassandra's eyes can't stay off it for long.

"Huh... See that?" You awkwardly but successfully take control of the dance for a moment, spinning April so that she can get a view of the young filmmaker and her bimbofied son.

"Oh my," she giggles. "That's lovely to see... Did you know Mikey has a crush on her?"

"Wait, what?"

"Mmm... You should've seen his face when she caught my thong--Oh, and the instant erection." April smiles and gives your dick another squeeze. "I'm sure he's very excited to invite her into our harem--I'm glad the feeling's mutual."

"So Mike's got a crush, huh... Why didn't he tell me?"

"Who knows? Maybe he's worried you'll turn her into your personal cocksleeve, just to mess with him--Or take away his dick!" She gives you a peck on the cheek. "Michael can get in his own head about this kind of thing... But to be fair to him, you are a bit assertive sometimes... Not to mention impulsive..."

"Uh, I guess," you reply bashfully, feeling a pang of guilt at how quickly and severely you've transformed your best friend's life--

"And I wouldn't have you any other way," April finishes, easing her grip on you as the song comes to an end. "I love you, Cutie. If you want to punish our son for keeping secrets, you go right ahead."

You give Cassandra another glance. She's back at work now, interviewing a few of the guests who aren't moving towards the dance floor. As for Michael, it looks like a couple of your friends are fighting over who gets to be his dance partner.

"No... He hasn't done anything wrong," you reply with a wink, putting your hands on her shoulders. "If you want to see me give him some tough love, you'll have to find another excuse."

People are streaming onto the dance floor now, getting their groove on as the music rises in tempo. D-cup-plus women are over-represented, of course, getting groped--and occasionally fucked--by the men dancing near them.

"It's nice to see people having fun, isn't it?" April lets out a titter of excitement as you guide her to her knees. Looking up into your eyes, she licks her lips. "Speaking of... Let me take care of you. Enjoy the show, Cutie."