The start of a (nympho)manic Monday

You had a dream where the ladies of Overwatch were taking turns blowing you, but when you came, you found yourself awake, with Eileen drinking a fresh load out of your morning wood. She was in her gelatinous form so you could see your dick cumming through her transparent head. You panicked for a few seconds until you got the barrings of the situation.

The time was 10 am, Anita was at college, Mom went to work, so it's just you two. Eileen crawled up towards you, your dick being kept in her body like it was passing through jello, until it got to her pussy and she sat up to ride it.

"Good morning master. Sorry if I seem a bit forward, but I was getting thirsty, in more ways than one, and you muttered 'suck it' in your sleep, so I figured I'd get off on that technicality, so to speak."

"It's fine. I enjoy waking up to an orgasm. So, what you're doing with your hips right now, are you trying to make me cum again in a row?"

"Sure, why not?"

She took on the form of Tracer and continued in reverse cowgirl, groping her own ass.

"Cheers love, your personal cumslut is 'ere. Shag me bi with your thick cock."

Then she became Widowmaker and continued in the same position, twerking on your cock.

"Je t'aime. Make me feel alive."

Then she turned around and became Mei, with her huge tits and great body like you saw in the concept art and you couldn't hold it in anymore, cumming again as her tits bounced up and down in front of you.

"Alright, you've had enough. Time for a break. Maybe take a form that won't make me hard again."

You went to have breakfast before it became lunch time. As you were eating, You saw a certain blue pegasus with a rainbow mane nonchalantly pull up to the table. As she arranged utensils like she was going to join in on breakfast, you thought seeing her pick things up with her hooves was even weirder in real life.

"I admit this display is pretty funny."

"Yeah, I figured, who would want to cum inside this?"

After she said that, she got down and did a suggestive pose that demonstrated both that her form was anatomically correct and that she was aware of the meme she was referencing.

"Are you trying to seduce me, Ms. Dash?"

"If this is seductive to you, you're twenty percent more perverted than I thought, Harkness test notwithstanding."

You find this situation more funny than anything, but before you give it another thought, there was a knock on the door. Eileen blended into the wall around the door like the T-1000 did with a floor, both to hide and as a potential security measure. You identify the person on the other side as an aunt of yours.

"Hi there. Your favorite aunt is here for a visit. Be a dear and let me in."

Your Aunt Rosie is the wife of your dad's brother. She's a Filapina whose body is a little pudgy but in a cute way. Besides that, her stomach is overshadowed by her breasts that rival your mom's in size. The blouse she had on at the moment actually showed enough cleavage to make you think about the potential slippage. When you let her in, she hugged you in her signature way, face first into her chest as if you were still an innocent kid not obsessed with boobs.

"You know I'm an adult man now, right?"

"That just means you should be even more appreciative of getting a face full of these lovely coconuts. Just don't get overexcited about it like a teenager would."

She's frank, proud (of her tits), and enjoys teasing. See, as a tween, there was one time where you were at her place and she was about to take a shower, but left the door open. Before she closed it, you were innocently walking by when you saw her in all her glory. She was the first naked woman you saw, page or otherwise. All you could do at the time was blurt out you didn't see anything, an obvious lie, but she didn't care about that at all so much as she wanted/expected you to play outside like a normal kid (in her opinion). We never talked about it and it just became a shameful part of your spank bank, though you suspect that whenever she mentions teenage horniness, it's a subtle reference to it, however irrational an assumption that is.

"So anyway, what brings you over to visit? Did you expect someone besides me would be home?"

"I guess I'm being spontaneous. Just checking up on my cute nephew, maybe share stories. Like, have you gotten a girlfriend yet?"

"As a matter of fact, I did, and lots of women find me pretty manly nowadays, so I had plenty to choose from."

"Oh well isn't that nice. I guess you did plenty of growing up since the last time I saw you. I should start treating you like the big man you are now."

"Yeah, I guess so."

After some more small talk, you and her had lunch together. Someone played footsie under the table and you're first thought was that mischievous little shapeshifter, but then you considered, if you looked, what are the odds it would be your aunt's foot? Footsie almost progressed into a footjob, but you finished your lunch and excused yourself to the bathroom. You were fully erect and don't know how well you were able to hide that fact on your way out. You tried to think about how you should take care of this while she's here.