Well, He's trying. Lost. But trying.

Bruce was in a good place. Surrounded by a literal heaven of mostly beautiful, busty women of various ethnicities. A middle eastern chick, a next door milf and her insanely chesty daughter, a whole lot of fuckin hot ass red heads, twins, milfs. All the pussy he could enjoy. If only that fat pregnant cow and the scrawny one that looks like a girl that just started puberty weren't here, everything would be perfect. At least, after he put in some work.

He'd put up a token resistance to the fat cow taking his little Yana away, she was his after all. He'd been kind enough to keep her safe from all the lesser morons at work, so she was his. But, the idea of talking about baby names and whatever evil that pregnant slut wanted to talk about was too much. He had better things to work on with his time.

After a solid moment of waiting after hearing the cow's bedroom door close, Bruce began to scout around. There was a particular busty future Aunt-in-law of his little Yana's that he wanted to meet a little more intimately. As he moved for the hallway of bedrooms, Bruce felt briefly for a familiar weight in his pocket. A couple doses should be enough to make sure his future In-law is nice and fun for him.

As Bruce made it to the first door, he heard some voices coming through the slightly cracked door.

"-ure that it's okay that I'm here? I mean, I just feel terribly for how-" some high voiced chick was talking.

"It's fine, Trust us." Another girl said, she sounded more confident, and vaugely familiar, but not 'milf-y' enough.

"We've never seen Max bring anyone home, and if he's willing to forgive and forget, then far be it for us to argue with that." The second girl said again, from somewhere else in the room, she must be very sneaky. Maybe that weird one that keeps giving him the creepy grin?

"Just take your time, and maybe in the future this will just be a cute story to tell people about how we all met." The second girl said, back where she was earlier. The fuck? Someone can teleport? Bruce reached up to figure out what weirdness was going on. He had a prepared line about looking for a bathroom if they spotted him.

"But I was just so mean to him, I mean..." The first girl said. Finally with a view into the room, the mystery was solved. There were three girls in the room. That quiet little blonde that didn't have huge tits, and the twins. One was sitting by a desk on one side of the room, the other was hugging the smaller blonde on a bed on the opposite side.

"Shush baby girl, Don't you worry about it. You're gonna be family now, so just relax." the twin behind the blonde said, pressing her lips into the girl's bright hair. The other twin stood up and walked over to the two reclining figures, taking her very tight t-shirt off as she went.

"What's it going to take for us to convince you?" The approaching twin asked with a much more throaty purr in her voice than before.

Bruce took that moment to leave before he got side tracked watching what looked to be a very delicious view. Apparently the twins were lesbians and sharing the little blonde. That was interesting. He'd have to plan for that later, maybe "get close" to the little blonde to help draw the twins in. But that's for when he was more established in this house. He had a milf to find.

Thankfully the hall was pretty closed off, so Bruce took his time quietly making his way. Most of the doors were quiet and closed, so there thankfully wasn't too much for him to check. He heard some activity further down the hall and made his way closer to try and figure out who was there. There were too many women in this house to easily hunt just one.

This door was mostly open, thankfully. Bruce stood just out of view of whomever was in there and listened to get an idea of if his target was in there.

"Come on sis, You're way better at this than I am. Just a little help setting up another spider, Please?" This one sounded airier.

"I taught you how to do it yourself last time, Iris. You don't need me to do that anymore." a second girl said. She sounded more serious, or at least more distracted than the other.

"Come on sis, Pleeeeeease?" The first one asked. There was the sounds of a shuffling, so Bruce took that moment to peek in. It was his little Yana's sisters. The youngest, Ivy currently had her smaller older sister, Iris grabbing her and trying to pull her into some sort of grapple from where she was sitting infront of several monitors that Bruce couldn't see.

It seems that Ivy is the most tech savy, so far to Bruce's speculation. Considering all the screens and some of the other hardware Bruce saw around the room, some of it looked like the higher end recording equipment than what he himself had. Just in case he needed to make sure he had a nice memory of a one night stand, one that might accidentally make it's way to the internet if his ladies didn't keep doing as he said.

"Ah! No fair going for my chest if you're not serious about it Sis! Fine! You owe me." Ivy growled out, much to her sister's cheers.

"Yes! You know I'm more than glad to pay you back Sis." Iris purred out with a sultry wink at her sister. That was interesting, apparently Bruce wasn't the only one interested in diving into the family gene pool here. Though, Iris was clearly the 'weird one' of the family, he'd have to see how she acted around the rest of the family. He could easily trade her his little Yana for a night, nicely dosed up on his favorite little flavoring, for some help with the rest of the family.

"Alright, so what do you so desperately need my help with?" Ivy asked.

"Well, You know how we tried looking for just the 'Master PC' by name last time? I realized that we might need to use some alternates and expand the search-" Iris began prattling on. Bruce decided to move on then, 'Master PC' was at best an urban legend. Just some lonely nerd's wish fulfillment story that was shared around some of the less reputable corners of the internet. It's so sad to see such a cute little girl lost to the lies of the internet. Ah well, maybe he could use that to say he 'found a copy' to get into her pants later.

Either way, he still had a milf to find. His incestuous harem wasn't going to build itself around him.

With the only other door being the cow's room, Bruce decided to try out the other parts of the house.

Bruce passed by his only real worry, that dumbass Max, sitting in the living room, engrossed some dumb Super Smash game with the training bra grad with blue hair. Ah well, while Max was playing his little game, Bruce was going to be smashing his mother. It was kinda funny as Bruce thought about it.
"HaHA! I won! You know what that means!" the slip of a girl crowed as Bruce was going towards the garage. He missed the 'slip of a girl' pulling out Max's massive cock and impaling herself on it as the countdown for the next round began. Both players now considerably more flushed and distracted than the last round.

Bruce finally found his quarry in the garage doing laundry.

"Hi there, Brittney, right?" Bruce started, his usual disarming smile plastered on his face as he made his approach.

The milf looked up from the measuring cup as she saw Bruce approach. "Well Hi there Bruce, get a little turned around in this big old house?"

Bruce managed to look a little sheepish, as he held a nice distance. Whatever that little blouse was supposed to be hiding, it wasn't. She clearly didn't have a bra on. "A little, This place feels a lot bigger on the inside than I thought." he chuckled. "I was wondering if I could ask you a favor though?"

Brittney put the measuring cup down and faced the younger man fully. "Sure thing, What can I do to help?" She said, a bright smile on her face.

Bruce made himself look a little meek as he asked, "I was hoping I could snag you away for a few hours? We can go someplace we can talk? Your family is a lot bigger than I was expecting, and I was hoping we can do a little study session somewhere. I'd love to surprise Illyana by being able to get along with everybody while we're in town. I want to get to know the family I'm going to be marrying into better." He got out, smiling evilly in his head as he saw the milf before him seriously consider his proposition.

Brittney smiled wide, "Well I think that's a perfect idea and I think that Illyana would love that." Bruce cheered in his head, this was going perfectly. "Any place you want to have our little study session?" she asked, unknowingly entering his little trap.

Bruce smiled brightly, "I don't know about you, but I'd love to go to someplace where we can have some drinks while we 'study'. I've always found that a little **** helps bring out all the best stories and I'd love to hear some about Illyana when she was younger."

Brittney smile seemed to brighten up as he mentioned that. "I know just the place!" she said. "Though, I have one quick question." she asked, a coy smile on her face.

"What's that?" Bruce asked, internally cheering as everything was falling perfectly into place. He'd have this slutty milf cumming on his dick in no time after he dosed her drinks.

"Would you mind if I invited three of my girlfriends? We haven't had a 'Lady's Night' in a long time and I know we'd all love to spill about everyone in the family." the milf asked.

Bruce smile seemed to widen as he thought of getting four milfs in one night. It'd be a lot of extra work, but it would really cement him into this slut's good graces, and maybe even make headway with turning the whole friend circle into the beginnings of his own harem.

Things were looking up for Bruce.