Your world, your rules

When you take a moment to consider it, the answer's obvious. Why would you make a world where you can do what you like with all the busty women and then limit yourself? Any man can fuck any D-cup or larger woman, sure, but in the case of a conflict, you're willing to bet that your wishes come first. That was the entire idea behind everything, wasn't it? You're sure Charles would agree.

...actually, you're not entirely sure if Charles would agree. That man was an enigma beyond understanding. In any case, you see no reason to believe otherwise.

With that in mind, instead of joining Mike on the couch, you walk over and take a closer look at his mom. As you look over every inch of her exposed body, you can tell her husband Peter's really done a number on her. She was already beautiful and well-proportioned, and accordingly, you don't see much evidence of facial reconstruction or liposuction. What changes there have been, though, are obvious; her breasts, buttocks, and lips have all been pumped up one way or another. They're not cartoonishly large, but they've been changed enough that any stranger, at least in your old world, would assume this loving housewife to be a porn star or a particularly trashy celebrity.

Snapping out of your thoughts, you realize that you're just awkwardly standing over your friend while he plays his game and enjoys his mother's ministrations. He glances up at you, raising an eyebrow. "Take a seat, John. I'll be done with this dungeon in a little bit, then we can find something with multiplayer," he says, waving you to the seat beside him.

"No thanks...I'm not really in the mood. Do you mind if I—" you begin to say, but quickly stop yourself and remember that this is YOUR world. "I'm going to take your mom for a while," you state plainly, cringing slightly in fear of his reply. You can only pray that you were right about all this.

With a light sigh, Mike pulls April's head off his rigid member. "Yeah, okay. Don't take too long, though...I've only used Mom once today."

As April rises from the floor, you can see remnants of the earlier use he speaks of; more cum drips off one of her breasts and lands on his pants. He wipes it off absent-mindedly, returning to his game.

April step out of her son's way and stands in front of you, giving you a sweet, innocent smile. If it weren't for the nudity, the semen, and the added cup sizes, this would be just like any other day at Mike's place. You're half-waiting for her to ask if you want cookies.

"Well, I'm all yours to fuck and use as you please," April says with a calm, relaxed smile, her casual attitude really making things all the more hard in more ways than one. "What would you like to do to me?"

Well, that's even better than cookies.