Ro3: "My um... Slutty Bimbo Friend!"

The ring flashed and Diana morphed before Robin's eyes, her chest expanding outward like beautiful balloons while her clothes morphed into something a stripper might wear on a slow night. Robin clapped her hands, squealing excitedly and after a moment of surprise Diana followed suit, both of them jumping up and down, "Robby! I haven't seen you all day!" Robin frowned, "Robby?" Diana didn't pay her any mind, pushing past and eying the mostly empty room, "So where are all the cute guys Robby? I wanna fuck!" Robin gave the ring an irritated look, grabbing 'Didi' by the shoulder and spinning her around, "They're not here yet, let's fuck while we wait!" Didi pouted but quirked her mouth when Robins schlong poked her thigh, her skirt lifted comically high between them, "We fuck like every day, I wanted to expund... expi... make bigger my fuck list! But I guess if we hurry..." She allowed the dickgirl bimbo to pull her towards the bathroom, giggling like she'd forgotten all about the promised cute guys.

Robin stopped dead as Shannon stepped out of the kitchen, looking irritated. Crap. Maybe she wouldn't notice? "Robin! I need to talk to you..." the words died as she noticed Didi giving her a vapid smile.

"Who are you?"

Didi looked a little hurt, "Sharebear... it's me! Didi! Robins bestest friend! Why are you naked?"

Shannon narrowed her eyes at a very guilty looking Robin, not even bothering to correct Didi that she wasn't Sharon, eyes flicking down even as Robin quickly hid her hand behind her back, "You little-"

"I don't have it, I swear!"

"I can see you hiding your hand, you dumbass!"

She lunged forward as Robin tried in vain to escape, the two tumbling to the ground as Didi looked on worriedly, "Hey! That's not nice! Don't hurt each other!" Robin's skirt flipped up and Shannon's naked body jiggled enticingly, revealing all to the newly made bimbo, "Well... maybe keep fighting... that's actually really hot..." Didi chewed on her finger as she watched the catfight unfold, other hand beginning to play with her hair.

"Ow! You bitch! That really hurt!"

"You deserve it you lying slut! Can't you see that we need to use the ring to fix everything so it's back to normal?!"

Robin gawked, "I just found it though! I wanna fuck Didi! No fair, you got to fuck your mom!"

Didi cooed at her mention then scrunched up her face, "Ewww. You fucked your mom? Why? There's like, a million guys, why wouldn't you just-"

"Shut up, she's fucking hot! And no I didn't! I barely got to use this thing at all! I deserve more! More than what Sharon has, that's for damn-!"

"STOP."

Zoe came up for air, gasping with Charisma in the dark bathroom. It felt appropriate for what they were doing, she was relieved at the lack of windows. She stepped back from Charisma, her soaked shirt immediately cooling in the air. It seemed to reinforce how much she wanted to step back in and continue the kiss."Um... you were... like... into that, right?"

Charisma grinned, her normally imperious features unusually sweet, "Yeah. Yeah, I was super into that."

"Ok. Cool."

They laughed awkwardly, standing in the dark room, both soaked with Charisma's inhumanly vast milk production. Zoe wasn't really sure what to do. She wanted to be normal, wanted to keep going with her life like she had been... but she also wanted Charisma. Wanted to feel her lips, her full body pressed up against her own. She'd been a little weirded out by her... condition, in the beginning, but now she found herself licking her lips. She really wanted a good taste of that milk and a proper feel of those breasts.

"...I guess I'll take a shower?" Charisma's voice was uncertain but it jarred Zoe from her thoughts.

"Oh. Yeah, right. Sorry, I don't know what I was-"

"Oh no, it's fine, really. I'm sorry too."

"...For what?"

"I don't know, what're you sorry for?"

"I... guess... for kind of... I don't know."

Zoe stepped back, unwilling to drag out the awkwardness any further, "I'm gonna go change clothes, I'll just leave after. I'm sure Sharon and Shannon will understand if I step out early."

Charisma looked crestfallen as Zoe turned to go, before a resolute expression overtook her features. She grabbed Zoe by her arm and stopped her from leaving, "Are you sure you want to go? Or are you just afraid of what happens if you stay?"

Zoe swallowed, "I-I don't know."

"Did you like the kiss?"

Zoe nodded shyly.

"Do you want to stay?"

"...Yes."

"Do you... want to take that shower together?"

"Oh! Oh yeah! Oh fuck! Fuck me harder baby!"Suzanne was bent over the semen-soaked bed, getting plowed by her daughter and enjoying the best fuck she'd had in years, after this morning. Her room had been covered in milk, courtesy of the two lesbian tarts who'd blueballed her, so she opted for the more masculine scented room. Sharon grunted, her equine stamina kicking into high gear as she sawed her enormous length in and out of her mothers perfectly made pussy. She'd all but forgotten about her own reaming at Robins hands (or dick, rather), except for an occasional twinge when she bent over too much.

She knew she should be tracking down that ring and using it to cement her goals, which she'd firmly decided should be impregnating every member of her immediate family and then finding more fillies to conquer, but after that debacle with Rick she felt a need to prove her dominance. She was a stallion! A dominator! And after this little pick-me-up, she'd track down Joan, Sharon, and the ring and fix all this!

A particularly hard thrust slapped her pendulous horse balls against her mothers belly and Suzanne whimpered. She was in heaven: her perfect daughter's fat cock stuffed deep inside her, actually full of sweet horse dick for the first time in what felt like forever, face shoved into a cum-soaked mattress... she'd never felt so fulfilled. In a way she wanted to get as much fucking done now as possible, before the baby started to grow. It would be ****, going without Sharon's cock for so many months, but even she couldn't risk her baby and grandchild's health for personal pleasure. She'd have to settle for blowjobs. Even with her self imposed training she doubted anal was a viable option.

Well... maybe they could try it before she got too far along. Just to see.

The rapturous images of getting fucked in the ass by her daughter were dashed from Suzanne's mind as Sharon's hips became a blur, her willpower unable to hold back her approaching climax even with the help of her new powers of control. Mother and Daughter cried out as torrents of hot spooge filled Suzanne's passage for the second time that day, thick streams escaping to splatter against Sharon's heavy balls.