Annie's Mom gets the Sauce

We pulled up to a familiar house with flamingo lawn ornaments. Annie practically vibrated in the passenger seat, waves of joy seemed to burst out of her. The bimbo had recovered quickly from the mess I'd made of her yesterday, she was even more bouncy and excitable if anything.

She squealed in excitement as the car rolled to a stop. "Eeee! I can't wait for my mom to join us!" Annie then leapt from my still moving car and ran inside, her lab coat trailing behind her like a cape, letting the midday sun reflect off her sparkly skin.

Sam, on the other hand, was much more dignified. Elegantly unfolding from the humanly impossible shape she'd contorted herself into to let me use the pedals while she sucked me. It was... interesting to watch her joints rotate and bend mechanically, I wasn't sure if I liked it or not. She usually acted so human it was sometimes hard to remember she wasn't.

The android let out a breathy sigh as she stood with her arms reaching for the sun. She turned and grinned at me, my eyes quickly flicked back up to her smug face. "See something you like, handsome?" She drawled. Her hip cocked to the side, one arm folded to unnecessarily lift her forever perky breasts while the other covered her mouth. "I'm not that kinda girl!" She gasped like a southern belle.

I rolled my eyes and palmed the ass she'd caught me staring at. The bratty tease giggled as I dragged her up the driveway. "I think we both know you are that kinda girl. A very, very slutty girl who enjoys being owned by a literal sex demon." It felt weirdly good to say that out loud, not smart maybe, but good. "And didn't you say you were born in California?"

"Yeah, but if you go deep enough in the hills it's basically Georgia." She said.

My hand squeezed down on her ass cheek as we climbed the steps. "I suppose that's where this peach came from then?" I wondered.

"Snrk!" Sam snorted into my shoulder.

A plump woman with gray streaks in her red hair appeared before us with her hands on her matronly hips. "You're Mason?" Her face scrunched up in distaste as she looked me up and down.

"Yes Ma'am, I'm glad to finally meet you." I held out my hand. Did she not like me for some reason?

We shook hands. Her grip was surprisingly strong for how short she was. Although, Annie's dominance on the tennis court set precedent. Must be genetic.

She harrumphed at me. "I suppose you'll do." Her stern frown bloomed into a bright smile as she pulled me down into a crushing hug. "You can call me Becca!"

I patted her on the back, slightly stunned by her quick turnaround.

"And I'm Sam!" My android wormed her way into the hug.

"Oh! Nice to meet you too, dear! Are you a friend of Annie's?"

"I'm a Service Android for Mason!" She boasted like someone would say they were a movie star or astronaut.

Becca blinked. "Good for you? I'm sure you worked very hard for the position."

That set Sam into a giggle fit. "Yep! Very—pfft!—long and hahaha!"

Poor Becca didn't know how to react other than make a few confused chuckles of her own.

I did my best to salvage the situation. "So, Becca! Is there anything I can do to help set up for lunch?"

"Thank you, dear. Annie said something about a special sauce you could make for the sandwiches." She pointed deeper into the house "She should be in the kitchen right now."

I bit back a sigh as Sam started wheezing about special sauce. "Yeah, I'll do that." Oh well, when in Rome. "Annie's gotten really good at helping me make the sauce, so it shouldn't be too long."

"Alright then, I'll take Sam to finish setting the picnic table out back." She wagged a finger at me with a sly grin and a wink. "Don't do too much fooling around in there!"

I left them to it, letting a few chuckles of my own escape on my way to the kitchen. It wasn't very hard to find, just follow my girlfriend's cheerful humming.

Annie had exchanged her lab coat for a frilly pink apron that said LICK THE COOK in cutesy cursive. I just watched her as she made assembling simple sandwiches into a dance routine. Wide smile on her face as she shimmied to a tune only she could hear.

The domesticity of the scene struck me like a sledgehammer. An insane urge to bend her over and fuck a baby into her belly nearly overwhelmed me for a moment.

Annie saw me stepping toward her and her smile became blinding in its joyful intensity. "Mason! C'mere and shoot your cum onto these sandwiches, one for me and the other for Mom!" She didn't wait for me to move on my own, skipping forward to grab me by the dick and start stroking me over an open sandwich. "This one's for me, so you can keep it blank."

Somehow a different kind of insanity snapped me out of it. I put my newly discovered breeding fetish or instinct back in the box to be examined later.

I had some special sauce to dispense!

Deep, deep, within what I was calling my soul, rested a smoldering ember. A metaphorical breath of air later, the ember roared to life. It wanted to jump straight to that same wild inferno it was last night, but I **** it to remain a gentle campfire instead.

When I opened my eyes, a crimson lance had replaced my dick.

"Hello again!" Annie cooed to the massive pillar of demon dick in her hands. She gave the tip a little kiss and licked up the spurt of cum that dribbled out. "I missed you!"

I grit my slightly pointer teeth and checked my arms. They looked mildly sunburned and my nails were just a little longer. "Success! I can do partial transforashaaAgnhh!"

My lovely girlfriend had managed to fit the fist-sized head of my dick inside her mouth. "Lgllmph?" She asked proudly.

What has my life come to where I can understand that?

"You look like a perverted chipmunk." She blew air out of her nose as she giggled. Her airway isn't blocked, that's good to know.

"Geaghhm?"

"No, your teeth aren't hurting me. Are you stuck?" She averted her eyes and made a humming noise that might have been meant to be an innocent whistle. So, that's a yes.

I gently grabbed Annie by the back of the head and pulled my hips back. With a *pop* my dick came free and the bimbo massaged her sore jaw.

"I guess this means I can't blow you when you're all demony." She pouted.

"I think you'll survive." I said dryly.

We went back to work. Which means Annie jacked me off onto her food. I had enough control now I could let cum pour out slowly to minimize the mess as I coated several sandwiches. Becca's was saved for last.

"Do you have any requests? Anything your mom would like to be?"

Annie was more subdued than I thought she could be. "...more caring. Less easily distracted and self-centered."

"Okay...I can do that." I didn't ask why that was what she wanted. Not yet.

Nurturing Maternal Dedicated

The tenets formed easily. Whether it was because of the interlinked concepts they had or the increase in power I'd received, I didn't know. Golden liquid poured like honey, steady and comforting.

The rest of the work passed in silence. I let Annie think it through for now. Almost without my notice, the incubus flame died down on its own and I returned to my mostly human proportions.

Outside there was a small pool in the backyard with a well-shaded picnic table covered in drinks and snacks.

"Here come the sandwiches!" Annie had brightened as soon as she saw her mom. She danced in place after she presented Becca's sandwiches, to the bemusement of her mother. "Taste it! Taste it!" She chanted.

"Alright! Calm down, what's gotten into you?"

"Mason's Sauce did!"

I set down the other trays, keeping careful track of which sandwiches are which. I didn't mind occasionally tasting small traces while kissing or licking my girls. That didn't mean I wanted my own special sauce on my food.

"Hmm! The texture is odd. Tastes really good though!"

"I know right? Keep eating!"

I put my hands on my hips and looked at the bottom of the pool where Sam was sprawled out. When the android saw me, she waved, smiling like a kid on Christmas morning. Then rolled to her feet and kicked up.

With a small splash she rose out of the pool and rested her arms on the edge. Smile undiminished by the water that came pouring out of her mouth and nose. "I'm waterproof! Not buoyant enough to swim properly, but I'm waterproof!" The droplets coating her synthetic skin glittered in the sunlight like diamonds. She resembled Annie heavily in this moment.

Her honest joy was infectious. "That's awesome, Sam."

Out of the corner of my eye, I saw Becca drop her half-eaten sandwich.

"Unmm... Oh, dear...I feel so strange?" Her eyes started shining gold as she smiled dreamily.

Annie cradled her mother's head when she fell back. "Feels good, right Mommy?"

"...so good..."

There was a flash of gold that outshined the sun for an instant.