The Night Before Pt. 3 - Game Night

"I ALREADY TOLD YOU, I DON'T WANT TO PLAY!"

Pearl roars ferociously through the living room. Her voice is filled with a mix of anger and disgust. However, it fails to intimidate her mother in the slightest as she responds in a calm tone.

"Oh come on, sweetie. Chase said the game works better with more people. Besides, you should always be open to trying new things. Who knows, you might have a good time. I'm sure Daddy would back me up but, as you can see, he's a little busy having good time himself. Hehehehe"

That last statement prompts Pearl to look down at her father. The Nowak family's current patriarch is lying flat on his back atop the living room's carpet. His state of dress is the same as it has been all day, which only consists of Karla's dainty panties wrapped tightly around his crotch, thighs, and ass. Being this exposed allows his large frame to display its well defined muscle, but the pose he's in makes it impossible to see him as a masculine figure.

However, Max doesn't seemed concerned by his current lack of masculinity while he attempts to enter his wife and daughter's conversation. The man's words come out muffled as he speaks through pressed together lips.

"Mw-ou shw-ood whish-en twhoo yuh Mowher. Whi-sh ish sho mwush fwuh."

Karla breaks out into a fit of heavy laughter upon hearing her husband speak. However, your reaction is a very different one. You throw your head back, close your eyes, and softly grunt. While you're just as amused as the older woman, a set of vibrations caused by Max's voice feels too stimulating to ignore.

Pearl glances at your arousal with an annoyed expression before returning her attention to Karla. Then she proceeds to let out a second set of yells. Her raged filled voice is loud enough to cut through her mother's cackling.

"I'M NOT PLAYING! You guys might love rubbing up all over each other, but I feel sick just from watching this! God, it's so fucked up that you're even asking me to participate! This is the type of shit freaky couples do at swinger parties! I mean, do you and Dad really want to play 'Naughty Twister' WITH YOUR OWN DAUGHTER?!? And why? Because it's what Chase wants?"

The irate girl takes a pause to catch her breadth and the room goes silent. Karla's laughing spree had ended the moment her daughter began shouting at the top of her lungs. Now everyone is simply waiting for the unhinged tantrum to carry on. When she's ready to continue, she lifts her hand and points at you before resuming her furious speech. The gesture prompts Karla to look in your direction. You can't help but giggle when you notice Pearl's obviously frustrated by the dreamy look in her Mom's eyes.

"Can't you see that Chase is ruining our lives?!? He's turned our family into a some kind of sick, perverted circus! He **** me, your daughter, to spend a full day pissing myself in a trashcan! You're really not bothered by that?!? You know what, forget about me. He's done nothing but belittle and make fun of you, even though you adore him like a pair of love sick puppies. Come on, Mom! You're so **** to have a relationship with your daughter's classmate that you act like a sex crazed pig for his entertainment! Doesn't hearing him openly laugh at you make you feel insulted, angry, or anything besides horny?!?!"

Pearl stares at her mother as she waits for an answer. Karla takes a second to glance at you before facing her daughter whose eyes are filled with desperation. Then the woman's lips bend to form the smallest smile possible. She knows Pearl won't like her answer, so she elects to just shake her head gently from side to side. Pearl's face scrunches in frustration. However, it's made clear that she hasn't given up when she continues to state her case.

"Look what happened to Dad! I was so proud to call a man like him my father! One who protects and provides for his family. Dad used to make any douche he caught perving on his wife or daughters shit themselves in terror! Now he's just a sissy who wears panties and enjoys watching a boy use his wife to get off. On top of that, his top fantasy is to be the one who gets the boy off! Please, look around and see how wrong this is! I'm begging you guys! For Christ sakes! My dorky classmate is smearing his cock and balls all over Dad's face! And Dad's just taking it!"

That last bit rips your attention away from Pearl, making you hyper aware of your surroundings. Suddenly, a cool sensation washes over your backside. You look over your shoulder and discover it's your naked ass being brushed by the open air. Then a warm feeling on your front side takes the spotlight. You turn your head back to investigate just as Karla finally responds to her daughter with yet another cackling session.

" Haha! He sure is and it's hilarious! Hehe! Your father looks silly with Chase's man-meat smothering him like that! Right? Ahahaha! How's the smell, babe? I tongue bathed his balls but they were really dirty! You don't seem to mind it that much though.Hehehe! Pearl, come look at this up close! You can see Chase's pubes blow around each time Daddy breaths through his nose! AHAHAHA!"

Now your head's facing strait ahead. But tracking the warm sensation requires your gaze to shift down toward your crotch. You immediately notice that you're on your knees, a leg planted at each of Max's sides, leaving you straddled across the man's upper body. Your stretched out arms use the coffee table, that's been moved so Max can lay down flat, for support as you lean forward and keep your hips thrust forward.

Then you finally witness the cause of Karla's laughter. Your erection is splayed across Max's face. Your nutsack has eclipsed the man's entire mouth and chin. Your stiff shaft leads up to his nose where it's being pushed to your right and reaches up to his left eyebrow. A small pool of pre-cum's slowly forming on his forehead as a result of the light humping you've been doing on his face.

"It's not funny! It's actually fucking gross! I don't- Blah Blah Blah..."

Pearl's words turn into inaudible muffles as memories begin to play in your head. You're flashed back to the kitchen, where you just sat down for a nice meal. Joining you at the table is Pearl, Max, and Karla who are about to have their first Nowak family dinner since being molded in your image.

Sitting at the head of the table, you turn to the right and find Pearl who's still plastered with the orangey-yellow cheese sauce you dunked her head in. She grabs a napkin and wipes her face while quietly grumbling to herself. Then your eyes shift to look strait ahead where Max is seated across from you. With his panty-clad bottom hidden under the table, the man looks totally naked. He meets your gaze with a warm smile and loving eyes as he begins cutting his steak. You shoot him a wink and watch the muscular man blush and giggle like a giddy school girl.

The last person your attention drifts to quickly becomes your favorite sight. The family's resident milf, like her husband, also appears naked while seated. The massive tits on her chest hang out in the open solely for your viewing pleasure. Glancing down, you smile at Karla's dinner which is only a salad heavily dressed in your spunk. As she takes a bite, you reach out and grab hold of her right tit. Pearl is the only one to react negatively by rolling her eyes in disgust while her parents giggle at the gesture. The two proceed to happily watch you fondle Karla's squishy flesh. They even start to joke around about you always being horny and how much you love Karla's big breasts. It was so absurd, the present you giggles while remembering some of what was said.

"It looks like Chase found himself a new stress ball. Doesn't it, Max?"

Max chuckled while he stabbed a piece of steak with his fork. Then the older man held it up by his mouth as he answered his mostly naked wife.

"I don't know. Chase is having way too much fun to be stressed. He probably just likes your boobs and I can't say I blame him. I married you for your personality, but asked you out for your chest. I'm sure that Mr. Grabby Hands over here can relate. He wouldn't join our marriage if he didn't love us, but your rack is definitely on his list of reasons why he loves us."

Once her husband's little story ended, it was Karla's turn to chuckle in amusement. Her mouth was full of cum soaked salad, so she politely covered it with a napkin until she settled down and swallowed. Then Karla glanced at you, turned back to Max, and replied while shaking her head with a smile.

"Boys will be boys I suppose. Being busty used to bother me with unwanted attention. I never thought it would turn out to bless me with the man I love. Well, I guess I should say 'the MEN I love' now that Chase is in the picture. Oh Max, I feel so honored that my body is worthy of his attention. -Hehe- My breasts must be especially worthy based on all the attention he's honoring them wi-OOHAA!"

Karla's sentence was cut short when you tightly pinched, then tweaked, her nipple. Caught off guard, the mature woman burst into a sharp moan. Afterwards, Karla turned and lightly slapped your shoulder to act offended. However, she was clearly fighting back a smile. Then she caved and broke into a fit of laughter. You and Max quickly joined her and the room was filled with sounds of your cackling. The majority of conversations went similar to that until Max asked about the thing you wanted to do after dinner.

You described your perverted re-imagination of the family friendly game, Twister. That's when the adults suddenly became determined to finish their meals quickly. Pearl was also in a hurry, but not for the same reason. At some point during dinner, you had freed her from all commands over where she went. The girl was probably huffing down her food so she could have some peace in her room until your generosity ran out. She almost choked upon hearing you changed your mind and want her in the living room after the dinner mess was cleaned up.

Soon enough, Max was scurrying off to the living room. As he pushed the coffee table aside, his wife tasked Pearl with taking on clean up duty all by herself. It was funny to see her face in disbelief as she protested. What was even funnier was how Karla replied with a sincere sounding, motherly, lecture. Especially since the busty woman had been excitedly cupping her breasts as she did so.

"I know - I know. Normally everyone gets a job, but this time is different. Didn't you hear what Chase was saying? He wants to play a game with me and Daddy, so you're on your own tonight. Even if I could help, I'd be rushing and might drop a plate or something. You know how worked up I get when Chase fondles my boobs. All I can think about is where he'll grab me next! I wish you'd try to understand. Don't you see how happy Chase has made your father and I in just one day? The boy really knows how to have fun."

That's when Karla made a show of bouncing the giant set of tits in her hands to accentuate her point. After the jiggly show, she carried on with her speech. However, instead of simply cupping her them, she began caressing and playing with her jugs as she spoke.

"You could be having fun too! Listen sweetie, this is probably how things are gonna be once Chase officially becomes the man of the house. You have to get use to it, but you can also enjoy it. Chase is such an amazing guy! He's smart, charming, and really funny. If you keep an open mind, I know you'll love having him as your Daddy! Now, Mommy's gonna go have some more sexy fun with Chase. It's time for you to be a good girl and start cleaning up this mess. Remember, he ordered you to be in the living room after you've finished up. Please try to come with a better attitude, ok? While you're watching, don't see it as a boy your age getting dirty with your Mom and Dad. Instead, see it as your new Dad bonding with our family. Who knows, you might have a good time if you just kick back and enjoy the show. Oh- looks like Chase wants me to hurry up. I'll see you soon, honey. Do a good job."

Then you and older woman exited the kitchen and joined her husband to sort out the game's details while their daughter did the dishes. A quick internet search on your phone was all it took to get things going. A link reading 'Naughty Twister' brought you to a website that generated random erotic positions. The rules at the top of the page explained that whoever goes first must lay flat on the floor. Then second person uses them as a the mat for their position, the third person uses the second for theirs, and so on. Once back at the top of the order, the first person gets up and into their new position with the one who went last. Just like the original version, the game ends when everyone falls over.

Naturally, Karla and Max both wanted their turns to involve you in somehow. You saw the obvious compromise and elected to go second. However, you reserved the right to change the order anytime you wish. This was to prevent having to touch Max in anyway you wouldn't enjoy. When it was time for the game to begin, the husband and wife flipped a coin for who went first. Max won and happily threw himself on the floor. Then you tapped your phone's screen and smiled at the text reading 'Crotch on Face'. So that's how you ended up straddling the man's chest with your gentiles splayed across his face. The three of you spent the next few minutes giggling at how ridiculous Max looked until Pearl entered the room after finally finishing her chores.

You were just about to reflect on Pearl's melt down but are suddenly snapped out of the flashback. After lightly shaking your head, you look toward who had just nudged you gently.

"Um, Chase? Could you click the button, please? I'm really excited for my turn."

Then your gaze shifts to Pearl who is pouting as she looks on from the couch. It appears that she finished trying to convince her parents of your presence being a bad thing. You chuckle and reply to Karla while grabbing your phone off of the table.

"Sure thing, Sugar-Tits. Sorry about that. I was enjoying your husband's breadth tickling my nut sack. Man, getting used to resting my junk on a face would be really easy. I mean, Max doesn't seem like he'd mind if I did. You know, if I didn't know any better, I'd say I felt him give my balls a couple licks while he was talking. Looks like your hubby isn't such a macho-man when it comes to my cock, huh?"

Your snarky joke not only gets a rise out of Karla but also Max, who was the one being insulted. His voice's vibrations are once again washing over your crotch, but you're not surprised by it this time. Now able to power through the sensation, you remain focused on your phone. You smirk at what the generator provided before turning the screen for Karla to read.

"Oh damn, 'Face in Ass' on the first turn is crazy. The game apparently knows that you're a hungry fuck-pig who's not afraid to be dirty. Well come on then, FunBags. Spread my asscheeks and really burry your face in deep. It's ok if you get a little crazy. I know it's hard for piggies to control their urges. So please feel free to kiss my asshole. Really, I won't mind. Now get down there and pucker up!"

The mature woman's face lights up and she squeals in excitement. You watch in amusement as she shuffles on her knees in your direction. You lose sight of Karla's face when she bends down at the waist. That when you feel a hand grab each of your asscheeks and pull them apart. The first thing you feel is her nose pressing into your crack, but is quickly followed by an amazing sensation. Finally, you feel the soft touch Karla's plump lips up against your asshole. She lets out a moan before giving it a big kiss that makes an exaggerated smooching sound. The heavenly feeling sends you into a state of relaxation. Once again, you are thanking God for your powers.

After the first big kiss, Karla proceeds to shower your asshole with littler ones. The entire room is now filled with the sound of her smooching. With your arousal is now at an all time high, you begin thrusting your hips forward and rubbing your junk against Max's face before cocking back to mash Karla's deeper in your crack. Max eventually begins to moan with his own arousal, which combines with Karla's to sound like a mild orgy. You enjoy this state of complete bliss for a while until angry grunt cuts through the pleasurable ones. Opening your eyes, you find Pearl sitting on the couch with her arms crossed and her face looking just as mad as before. You grin as you shoot her a wink before finally engaging the girl in conversation.

"Like what you see, Pearl? They do look pretty funny like this. You never thought you'd see your parents like this. Did you? Damn, look at them go. They're my little bitches and they love it. I mean, your Dad use to intimidate the shit out of me. But he isn't so scary while my cock and balls are smearing across his face! Oh, remember when I asked you for that homework a couple weeks back and you told me to kiss your ass? Well it looks like your Mom ended up doing the ass kissing. She's damn good at it too! You know what the best part is? This is gonna the new norm in your life. I'm moving into your house. I'll be fucking your Mom all the time and making your Dad my little sissy bitch. They'll be nothing but grateful to me for doing it too. All you can do is watch as I **** them and the rest of your family, all while your parents get mad at you for being not accepting this new life."

Pearl looks at you with a mix of pure rage and utter horror. She uncrosses her arms and clenches her hands into tight fists. She leans forward, but quickly retreats after being met with a closer look at her parents' debauchery. Regardless, Pearl is still determined to hurl her angry growls at you.

"You piece of fucking shit! I'm gonna find a way to undo your stupid claims and then I'm gonna kill you! I don't know how you got this crazy power, but I won't stop until I my parents are free. You're still nothing but a creepy little dweeb! People like you always get what's coming to them! You ugly, lousy, fucked up loser!"

You do nothing but maintain your grin while letting her finish. Eventually, she has to pause and catch her breadth. Taking it as a chance to reply, you speak up in a cocky voice.

"Careful, Pearl. That kind of talk is alright for now, but after tomorrow I'm gonna be your new Daddy. If you try taking that tone with me, your Mom's gonna bend you over her lap and spank the shit out of you. Or maybe she'll wash your mouth out with soap. Hell, she'd shove a cucumber up your ass if I told her to. You should just take her advice and learn to roll with this new dynamic. I can be a good Daddy if you behave like my good girl. Joining in on our little game might be a good start. I'll even arrange the order so you end up being with me. How's that sound?"

The enraged girl looks in complete disbelief of what you're saying. She opens her mouth but just before she can get a word out, the doorbell rings. The two of you look towards the front of the house, but Max and Karla have no interested in moving from their current positions.

You are not worried about being seen in such a scandalous position in the slightest. The first reason being you posses an all powerful ability that binds others to your will. The second reason is there is only one person who would be showing up at this time of night. Looking back at Pearl, you see her confusion spreading across her face. You chuckle before filling her in on what's going on.

"Oh, did you forget that your sister was coming home tonight? IT'S OPEN! COME ON IN, RACHEL!"

Pearl's face morphs back into the horrified expression that's become so familiar as she watches the doorknob turn.