Well, Great for Max.

Max was happy to see Illyana apparently so happy and to meet Bruce. He seemed a bit spacey, but he hadn't spent too much time side eyeing the rest of the women of the house. Who was Max to really blame anyone for that. As Aunt Alison, Illyana and Bruce talked about how they were planning on moving, he was eyeing just about every pair of tits and ass in the room. Except Illyana, definitely not his big tittied cousin, since she was totally with Bruce. It's not his fault, it'd been at least two hours since he'd busted a nut somewhere, and he wasn't used to not draining his nuts somewhere by now.

Illyana and Bruce left a little while later, neither really realizing how much longer they had been there. Time had sort of slipped away while they were in there. Illyana was marinating in that strange warm suffocating pull that Max was just radiating out, apparently unconsciously. She'd met a lot of men in her life and nearly all of them would signal in some way, shape or form that they wanted her, bad. But Max seemed like he was just... aching to let loose somewhere, anywhere. She couldn't blame him, she knew a stud like that living in that house would probably have a sexy pair of lips, tits, or thighs wrapped around his cock if he left it in the air for more than thirty seconds.

She had to pause for a moment to clear her head of a deluge of visions of herself being the lips, tits, and thighs coaxing her sexy cousin's load into or on her. She still had Bruce after all. She was still being good.

Bruce was still reeling from the sights he'd seen in there. Plan after plan was forming in his head. He'd at least managed to leave that house without leaving his jaw on the floor back there. Just about all of the women in there were drop dead gorgeous, and he was more than willing to dig in and make it his own little play house. He'd have to play this carefully though, he'd spent so much time grooming his little Yana, for it to be blown up by him being too eager to dip his toes in her family gene pool. He just needed to figure out a few of the dynamics in the house. Once he had a little bit of info, especially on that Max, he'd be golden from there. He felt the raw sexual tension in that house, every pussy there was eager for a good cock, and Bruce was the man to give it to them.

The couple made their way to a local hotel to check in. They weren't going to sleep in that house. Illyana couldn't imagine being in that house for a full night and not having to tie herself to a bed. Otherwise she'd definitely have **** herself on her cousin's massive cock.
Bruce didn't want to seem to eager, sleeping there had too many landmines of walking in on the various women, and he didn't want to be known as a creeper. That was hardly the way into any woman's panties.

Brittney licked one of her twin baby girl's clit as she impaled herself on her studly brother's cock. The instant Illyana and that Bruce boy had been out the door some of the women couldn't hold back any further and tore into Max. He'd responded in kind, grabbing his sister, Molly, and impaling himself in her tight little pussy while her twin Holly mashed her tits into his face. It'd been way too long since her baby boy had had those nice heavy balls drained and she was more than eager to help make her man happy.

A small verdant green light flickered behind her eyes for a moment as she felt the delightful Shanti crawl between her legs and start lapping at her pussy, her dusky hands pulling her hips down to make it easier for her to get deep in that milf pussy.

Alison leaned back on the couch, her busty blonde neighbor between her thighs, licking her clit while plunging two fingers into her pregnant pussy. That scrawny blonde sucked on one milky tit, that thin little waif Olivia suckling on the other, mother's milk already spraying into their mouths as they ravenously drank from her. Her own hands returning the favor, teasing circles around both little girls' clits as they drank from her. The busty home makers, that tall latina with the giant tits, Olivia's delicious sexpot mother, and her neighbor's busty little daughter were all in the kitchen, preparing dinner for everyone for a minute before joining in the fun. They were barely holding back from just tearing into the growing orgy with all their willpower. And a little help from herself, after all, things still needed to be done in this house, orgy or no.

Alison's eyes glinted green as she felt a nice orgasm rush through her. If her baby wanted to play nice, that didn't mean she had to make it any easier for her to deny her birthright.

Max moaned as he felt himself beginning to tense up. He'd only been up for breakfast for a few minutes, waking up between Ivy and Iris and dragging himself downstairs instead of indulging himself. The moment he'd sat down to enjoy a bowl of cereal, he'd felt small hands reaching for his waistline. Glancing down he saw his mischievous Olivia under the table, giving him a impish smile and wag of her eyebrows. Far be it from him to turn down some sweet fun from his old friend. (Who didn't really remember him. He really needed to get on fixing that, somehow, without causing some other weird timeline shift from his current fuck palace of a home.)

Olivia managed to pull down Max's shorts, with a little of his help, and free his already semi-hard cock. Grinning up at him, Olivia began to tease the head of his cock with her lips, her hands lightly tracing the veins on his cock before she took the head into her mouth. Max felt tingles run up his spine as she used her tongue to polish the crown of his cock.

Max loved what she was doing to him, his cock hardening in her mouth, pushing her back as he reached his full mast. Olivia felt herself moisten as she started bobbing her head up and down on her man's cock, loving the shivers of pleasure she sent through him as she used her mouth. This was step one, Thankfully her mom was there to help with stage two.

As Max relaxed into the blowjob, slowly trying to decide if he could focus on both the tingling sensations Olivia was sending through him, he felt two short arms wrap around his neck and pull him to the side, swiftly finding his actual head buried between some magnificent tits while some heavenly lips were sucking his cock.

"Well, big boy. Think you could use some milk?" Gabrielle purred as she made sure her and her daughter's stud was well smothered in some delicious incestuous attention.

Max grinned up at the short milf who'd climbed up on a chair next to him to get the height to pull this off. He could have sworn for half a second he could have seen a glint of bright green behind her eyes, but it must have been a trick of the light. Also, his head was sandwiched between some truly epic tits. Being observant wasn't exactly in his processing power right now.

One of his hands reached lower to tangle themselves in Olivia's hair as she bobbed her head on his cock, making her moan slightly. His other arm reaching around the short milf, grabbing her ass with a strong grip, pushing a breathy moan out from between her plump lips.

"Have you noticed Max?" Olivia started after feeling a small quiver run through her as she felt her man being so possessive as he found a nipple to suck on as he grabbed her ass while pumping her baby girl's mouth lower and lower on his massive cock. It was a sight so deliciously raunchy she felt a small orgasm wrack through her as she felt herself live one of her favorite sexy dreams. Remembering what she was going to say, she continued. "Olivia, the darling little slut between your legs? Besides slurping on that glorious fat cock, she's already gaining some curves Maxie. Do you know what that means?"

Max was still heavily focused on the massive tits before him and the wet sloppy blowjob that Olivia was giving him in his pre-breakfast starved mind.

Gabrielle smiled a little, wondering how her man was going to take this next part of news. She had a hunch, from how he'd knocked up his aunt, and seemed to hate condoms more than she did, but still.

"She's pregnant Maxie. You pumped your big thick load so deep into my baby girl that she's carrying your baby." She cooed into his ear.

Although Max already knew this, he'd literally guaranteed that every womb in the house was carrying his seed, some with multiple. It still made his blood pump hearing that. To hear the women he'd pounded silly coo about how he'd bred them? Max felt his cock throb in Olivia's mouth as he started getting a little more aggressive with the massively tittied milf's chest.

"OOOoooo, You like hearing that? You like hearing how you pumped a baby into my baby's pussy? That you did what a man's supposed to and dominated a woman so hard she's carrying a little bit of him right now?" Gabrielle purred into Max's ears, loving the lustful reaction from the young man. Too many of the men around town were too chickenshit scared of doing what they were built to do. Take a woman, bend them over, and pound that woman into submission, and make sure the world knew it by pumping that lucky slut full of his babies. Not Max though, he'd done what Olivia's dad had done, and then some. Taken his woman, impaled her on his cock, and done what they were built to do. Gabrielle felt another orgasm rush through her as she let her train of thought run a bit further.

"That's right Maxie, your little neice/daughter with your aunt is going to have a little brother and sister growing in my baby's horny little pussy. And, Guess what Maxie? I'm pretty sure my baby girl is going to get even curvier than me." She cooed into his ears, mind awash with memories of the orgies and amazing she'd have while she was carrying Olivia, all while her own body swelled up to it's sexy proportions that she had today.

Max was a little curious about this, pausing his onslaught on her nipple to look up and quirk an eyebrow up at the lascivious milf. He was the only one who really knew about the old world phrased "Special" on Olivia and Gabrielle, right?

"I know, my delicious man, because when I was pregnant with Olivia, I looked just like she did before you sank that delicious meaty cock into her. I also started growing into these delicious tits and this juicy ass-" Max took a moment to really sink his fingers into the milf's ass at that, one of his fingers tracing her asshole through her underwear. "MMMmmm, Let me finish." Gabrielle huffed as she shivered from feeling herself get manhandled by her man.

Max waggled his eyebrows up at her while a small muffled laugh came from below the table from Olivia, cock still firmly down her throat as she had started practicing deep throating her man's cock during her mom's dirty talk/story time.

"Anyways" Gabrielle started, pausing to both take a breath and shudder again as Max switched to her other nipple. "I know my baby girl's going to be even bustier than I am, because I didn't start growing into these curves until I was three months pregnant. After that I started blowing through cup sizes every few days. My darling baby girl though is already starting to fill out and it's been what? A week? Two?"

Olivia actually pulled her mouth off her man's cock at that, shock on her face as she let Max's cock throb in the free air. Precum and her spit starting to drool and drip from both her lips and the freed cock. "Wait," She started before having to cough for a moment, her throat getting used to actually doing what it was designed for doing, besides pleasing Max's cock, pulling herself out from out from under the table.

"What do you mean Mom?" She asked as she stood up. Max took a moment to pull his head out from his best friend's mom's cleavage, sensing his friend wanted to actually talk for a moment instead of continuing their sexy time.

During this brief lull, Max took a moment to really look at Olivia too, to see if he could notice the changes Gabrielle had mentioned. Now that he looked, she was right. Before, Olivia had pretty much no chest, and hips so straight she could be used as a very spunky ruler. But now, she had some budding A-cup tits now. Ones with puffy pink nipples standing proud and looking like they could take someone very short's eye out. Her hips actually seemed to exist too, there wasn't much there at the moment, but Max could clearly see where Olivia's waist pulled in before swelling out to some level of hips. From the breifest moment's he could also see the beginnings of an ass on her too as she got up from the table. It wasn't the kind of ass that rap battles were sung about, but it wasn't the straight cliff of nothing she'd had before either.

"That's right baby. We Cortez women have a peculiar trait, we're flat as a board and near boyish until we have a baby. Once we're good and knocked up, it's like a delayed puberty kicks in, and you get all the curves we should have had." Gabrielle told her daughter as she pulled her into a very wet hug.

Olivia looked up from between her mom's massive breasts and into her mother's glistening eyes. She looked... proud. "Why didn't you tell me sooner Mom? I mean, What the hell!" Olivia shouted.

"Shush shush shush shush darling, I know, I know." Gabrielle cooed as she wrapped her arms around her daughter. "I know. I was there too, you know? But if I told you that if you wanted to grow into some curves, all you had to do was get pregnant, you'd probably found some creep on the internet and gotten pregnant when you were 12. Don't bother denying it, I know your internet search history and how you've been eyeing my girls since you were aware of them. If you just ran off and got pregnant by some little dicked bitch of a man, you'd regret it. You also were in no place to take care of yourself, let alone a baby. Especially since you've been crushing on Max for around as long as you've been wanting tits." Gabrielle leveled a knowing and stern motherly gaze at her daughter.

Olivia could only stutter and blush as she tried taking all of this in. Her mom wasn't really wrong about any of that. She was kinda glad she'd managed to save herself for Max, her perfect man. Olivia tried burying herself into her mom's tits to try and hide from the look her mom was giving her, especially with her said crush and baby daddy right there, taking in this rather naked, sticky, intimate moment between the two of them.

"Either way, baby girl, I found myself to be an A-cup when I reached my third month carrying you. I have a photo album somewhere I could show you if you don't believe me, I was so excited to finally getting some tits myself I documented everything." Gabrielle said. "You're probably barely a week or two along and you're already starting to swell up. I might just be envious of your boobs when you welcome your baby girl into the world." She winked at her daughter as she pulled her up into a sweet, tasting kiss between mother and daughter.

Max was glad they were having this moment and that Olivia had her mom there to help her through the rather **** changes her body was going to be going through. Max idly wondered how the little milf was going to react when she found out she was pregnant as well, knocked up at the same time as her daughter when she thought she couldn't have more children.

"Now then, Why don't we thank this nice stud here for giving you a baby, my sweet baby girl." Max heard Gabrielle purr loudly into her daughter's ears.

Max refocused as he felt two pairs of eyes lock onto his still hard cock waving in the air, still eager for attention.

The mother and daughter pair seemed to work in unison as they drew closer to Max, before Olivia pulled herself around him, pulling his face into her chest again as Olivia straddled him in his seat.

Breakfast could wait as Max's cockhead slipped past Olivia's tight pussy lips as she lowered herself down onto him.

A few hours later, Illyana and Bruce sat with Alison at a very familiar kitchen table, talking about the details of where they were going to move, what they were going to be taking with them, what Illyana was welcome to take that was hers and still in the house.

Things were so boring, Bruce had been in what should have been one of the busiest rooms in this massive house, and yet it'd been only the three of them for the past hour. Where was everyone else? Last time had been a downright buffet of babes, and now it was just him, his girl, and the fat cow.

Someone finally walked through, Yana's Aunt Brittney. Someone Bruce was more than willing to chat up. As she made her way to the refrigerator, Bruce noticed he wasn't really involved in the conversation and excused himself to talk to the mysterious milf with the rocking body.

He gave the dumb milf the usual song and dance, asking if he could grab a drink, making a little small talk, offering to get a drink for everyone else. Yana was happy with water, and the cow asked for some milk. Bruce chuckled to himself about a cow drinking milk, but kept that far from his face. He had a different slut to chat up, right in front of his little Yana. She wouldn't care, he'd trained her well.

Illyana was dying as she sat at the table with her Bruce and her mom. Whatever that sexy musk Max had on last time she'd been there was now overwhelming here. It's like the whole room had been irradiated with pure Max-onium and she could feel it radiating into, building what had been a slightly cooling bonfire into something a little more... nuclear.

Her mom, frustratingly was just smirking that sexy little smirk with her plush, sexy lips. Divines above she just wanted to tear the table apart and press her lips against those luscious lips and feast on the curvaceous fertility goddess that her mother was.

But she can't do that anymore. She's being a good girl. A normal girl. Normal girls don't go frenching their mom's while they bury a finger into their tight, soaked, molten, needy pussies. She'd tried getting Bruce to fuck her when they'd gotten to the hotel, but he was so tired from that long drive he couldn't keep it up for more than a half an hour. That hadn't been enough for her, but she didn't want to hurt him, so she'd pretended like she always did. That she'd cum nice and hard on him, and she was good and satisfied. Again. Just like every other time. She'd been good.

But now, She was sitting here, in a chair that seemed to be polished in pure Max, and that was driving her mad. Why was she reacting like this? Whywhywhywhywhywhy.

Bruce, thankfully got up and started talking to her Aunt Brittney. She used the brief moment to grab her hand that had been carefully creeping over her thigh and towards her pussy, a whispering little voice in the back of her head just telling her that if she just had one good cum, she'd be fine. She'd be absolutely fine. Just one. Good. HARD. cum.

As she pulled her hands up onto the table, focusing on her mom across the table, she saw that look. She knew that look. Her mom had that special look that told her that she knew what was going on. The familiar sparkle of green light in her eyes as her smile widened a bit. A smile that promised things that she knew she could barely begin to comprehend.

Thankfully, Her little Bruce spoke up right then. To see if she wanted something to drink.
Hopefully water would help. Water could possibly help cool her down from the downright nuclear reaction going on in her panties right now. Damn sexy mom and her sexy smirk and sexy everything. Her Aunt Brittney helped bring over the drinks, some milk for herself and her mom. Water for herself and Bruce.

While Bruce was getting some fresh ice from the freezer, Aunt Brittney brought a tall pitcher of water over from the sink. Just what she needed, something to drink that might help clear her head a little.

As her aunt leaned across her to put the pitcher on the center of the table, she felt it. She felt it as much as she smelled it. Aunt Brittney was radiating pure Max as well. It felt... thicker... fresher. Like pure... Masculinity. Illyana's eyes glazed a little as she felt herself shudder at the wave of musk rushed over her.

How? Why did Aunt Brittney smell so much like Max? What was driving her so crazy? She shook her head for a moment as her aunt stepped around to sit next to her mom. As she sat down, Illyana noticed it. Streaks of it. All over her aunt's breasts. The moment she had a view down her aunt's top as she settled down into her seat, Illyana saw streaks of white all over that delicious heavy chest that looked so familiar. She'd herself had similar lines across her chest in the past, back when she was having fun. Her Aunt Brittney must have wrapped those big milky titties around her man, Max's, cock and coaxed a nice thick load into her cleavage and across her breasts. Her own chest glowed with the heat she felt as she remembered the last time she had her chest plastered by a nice thick, heavy load.

She couldn't blame her aunt for fucking Max, her own son. He was unfairly yummy. Especially if she could smell the musk that Illyana could. Heat flashed in her panties as she imagined how powerful it would be directly from the source.

She jumped a little as Bruce put a glass down infront of her. Cold water with perspiration on the outer glass. Bruce. Right. She'd been good so far. Her hand might be even closer to her pussy than before as her other took the glass of water. She'd been good so far. She can handle swimming in pure manliness and not burying her face in her aunt's tits as she licked every drop from her fucking yummy cleavage before diving between her thighs to try and find more. She could handle not ravishing her sexy pregnant mother while her aunt ate her out through several screaming climaxes. She'd managed so far. She could keep it up.

So long as she kept away from Max.

It was the beginning of a long week.

Aunt Alison's eyes flashed a familiar green for a moment as she reslished feeling her Man's load on her chest.

Another set of eyes flashed a familiar green from behind a computer screen, ones keeping an eye on the scene as she noted down possible new plans as one hand traced around her clit, still feeling the load Max had deposited in there still slowly leak out.

They'd help her big sister Illya, whether she realized she needed it or not.