Ro3:...And into a (potentially) much better frying pan

Rick sprinted to the most obvious door, completely missing Charisma's moans from the Master bedroom, and barged in just as Robin finished her sentence, "...Irresistible Dominant Stud!" The ring on her finger, covered in horse-spooge like the rest of her, flashed a bright green and suddenly Rick felt much more at ease. But no less confused about what was happening in front of him.

Joan, Sharon and Shannon's big sister, was curled up against the wall, naked no less. At the foot of the bed sat Shannon. Except she had two sacs of flesh hanging between her legs, so enormous she had to sit widely so not to crush them, and above that was what looked like an animal sheath trailing a white goo. Considering the lack of straps or support it seemed to be the real deal. That was probably the most ridiculous thing in the room but a close second was Robin, who also had a dong (quite massive too) sticking straight up from her lap, but seemed to be covered head to toe in baby batter. Literally covered.

Nobody moved or said anything for almost ten seconds. The door slowly swung closed behind Rick.

"What the ever loving fuck is going on." It wasn't a question and nobody tried to answer. Robin was the first to break the silence, smiling at the hunky man standing in the doorway, "Hey baby, what's your name?" She might have sounded sultry if her voice wasn't a hoarse whisper and cum dribbled out her nose.

Rick gave her a blank look, "Rick. I see you every day at school. You've tried to jump my bones more times than I can count. What the fuck happened to you?" She giggled, falling over drunkenly. "My belly got impegnated by Sharon's horsey cock." Rick raised his gaze to Shannon (Sharon?), waiting for an explanation. She didn't give one.

"Get the fuck out of here! These are my girls! Mine! You can't have them!" She stood up, hands balled into fists, seemingly ready to throw down. Rick snickered, "What?" This family was fucking weird. He still wasn't sure why Jim went out with this crazy bitch (now he was doubly unsure, WTF was between her legs?) or was it the one downstairs who'd just been fingerfucked by her mother? He was still working on their names. The main reason he'd agreed to come was to fuck Charity and any other cheerleaders who showed up. Maybe even Mrs. McCormick if he had a mind to... or so he'd planned. Soon as he walked in the door things had started getting freaky. And he was pretty used to freaky considering his special power. Zoe had fled the room and he'd practically had to **** Suzanne into submission to get her to stop trying to **** him so he could follow.

Rick could make anyone do what he said, all he had to do was be persistent and domineering. He enjoyed being charming while he was at it but it wasn't a requirement. He never really questioned where or how his powers worked but he did take shameless advantage of it when hot girls were involved. Otherwise he felt like he was a pretty laid back dude, especially considering he could be taking over the world right now.

Maybe as a side effect of that, Rick wasn't a big fan of letting other people take the reins. In fact, he took it as a personal affront. He knew it was a problem, he'd been talking it over with his therapist when he wasn't fucking her brains out. Mmm... Lisa. He loved the smart ones. They struggled like hell the first few times before giving in. He lived for that look of defeat... but he wasn't a sadist. Or at least he tried not to be.

This horse-dicked little bitch was asking for it though. He leaned back against the door, totally unfazed by her aggressive attitude, "What're you gonna do if I don't?" Sharon moved fast, especially with her enormous balls flopping around, closing to striking distance and leveling a hormone-fueled sock to his jaw. He didn't even try to dodge it, expecting her to hit like the soft girl she looked like. BAM. His head bounced off the door and he found himself staggering. Wow. Girl was a lot stronger than she looked.

Sharon sneered triumphantly at the newly muscled Rick as he slid down the wall, blinking stars away. She'd been genuinely worried when he'd morphed from his scrawny nerd form into the built hunk in front of her. She glared **** at Robin, who was of course completely oblivious, still recovering from the thorough dicking Sharon had just given her. The dumb bitch could have made a competitor, another stallion who'd steal her mares! She'd take that ring from her in a heartbeat if it didn't seem to only work for Robin. After all, she'd tried to use it to size up her breasts and nothing had happened. Of course, Robin hadn't been able to do it either and she only seemed capable of making things worse every time she did. Well. Except for Joan of course. Maybe she herself was just immune to the rings effects? Nothing seemed to work on her, which was probably for the best considering her newly submissive and hopefully pregnant big sister huddled in the corner."Now get out of my room!" Sharon picked the big jock up by his shirt and dragged him out of the way to open the door and throw him out. She'd always been strong, thanks to whatever vitality her cock offered her, and it was only a little difficult to drag the stud out of the way. Rick's hand shot up to grab her wrist, "Hi ho Silver, what makes you think I'm done here?" He twisted and Sharon cried out, pain shooting up her arm as Rick got to his feet. He continued to twist till she had her back to him and he had her in an arm lock, his hips flush with her butt and his lips pressed to her ear, "Y'know, I was starting to think this party might be a bust but you just gave me a great excuse to have a lot of fu-" She slammed her head back into his nose, struggling with all her stallion might to break the hold. He held on, albeit wth a nosebleed an what felt like would be at least one black eye, and his other hand went to her hair and pulled her head back, "You're scrappy, I'll give you that. Which just means I'm going to enjoy this that much more." He punctuated his point by biting down on her neck, almost hard enough to draw blood.

Sharon howled, enraged that this idiot, this fool, this... man dared to touch her! Her cock also jerked in its sheath, seemingly just as surprised as she was that the bite felt really good. Like she was being dominated. Oh shit... She tried to remember exactly what Robin had said when Rick walked into the room. Irresistible Dominant Stud. FUCK. What the fuck did that even mean?! Apparently 'Stud' meant growing about five inches, bulking up to movie star proportions, and getting a tan... She got the feeling she was on the receiving end of the 'dominant' right now... but 'irresistible'?

Rick came up from the bite, still nuzzling her neck, "I've been around the block, done a lot of things, a lot of people. A lot of things to people. Not proud of some of them but I gotta say, you're the first person with a cock who's ever gotten me going." Robin piped up at that, "What about me? Don't I get you going?" She tried to stand to show off her assets. Rick ignored her, nibbling instead at Sharon's earlobe as she groaned against her will. He ground into her ass and she could feel his bulge working its way between her cheeks. Her cock was suddenly at half mast and rising before she willed it down. What the fuck was going on? She liked girls! Liked to fuck them and cum in them and rock their fucking world while she loaded her fillies up with babies... and the hard warmth between her ass cheeks felt really really hot.

Wait a minute. Why can't she just will his cock to soften? That's it! She'll win this fight by virility! Concentrating, she felt Rick's bulge recede from her butt and his (delightful) ministrations slowed. She grinned over her shoulder at the confused lunk, "guess you're not as much of a man as you thought you were!" He gave her a cold stare and for the first time in a long time Sharon questioned if she'd done the right thing. She let out a surprised squeak as he bodily lifted her up and threw her, actually threw her, on the bed. He was on top of her before she even had time to bounce off, large hand pressing on the side of her head, pinning her hard to the mattress. She tried to signal Robin with her eyes to do something with the ring but she was, of course, stroking her cock and staring at the macho man dreamily. Why did she even bother?

"You did something to me bitch. Tell me what you did." He didn't speak loudly but Sharon shivered at the sound of his voice. She wanted to tell him. Even though she didn't. She reeeally wanted to tell him everything. Instead, she aimed a kick at his crotch which he deflected without comment. After a long few moments of one-sided struggle, Sharon's heart sank as she heard Joan tentatively speak up, "T-they have a-a ring that m-makes p-people d-do things." Rick looked up with a raised eyebrow and Joan seemed to fold in on herself, curling up tightly. How had she even gotten up the courage to say something?

Rick's expression softened, becoming almost empathetic, "C'mere Joan." Joan shakily got up and inched forward, unable to refuse. Rick shifted so his legs pinned Sharon's and raised his hand to Joan's face. She winced but didn't move away as he started stroking her jaw, "It's ok baby. You're ok. Keep going." She swallowed, obviously uncomfortable with the attention, but also blushed as the tender touch continued, "R-robin has a r-ring that glows g-green when she says something and it m-makes people into something else without them noticing. They don't know what does it and they were trying to figure it out when you came in and it changed you into a stud." Joan slowly relaxed as she explained, her stutter fading and her body relaxing against Rick's gentle stroking. By the end she was breathing heavily, staring deep into Rick's eyes with something almost resembling love. It dawned on Sharon that her super-submissive tendencies were responding to Stud-Rick's hyper-dominant ones; she couldn't help but do what he said and love it.

"Jo-MMmph!" She cried out to snap her sister out of it, Rick's hand immediately shifting to cover her mouth. It had the intended effect though, Joan jumped and skittered back to her corner, hiding her face from the room. Ricks manner instantly changed back to ice-cold and he regarded Sharon dispassionately, "So... if I'm hearing this correctly. The reason for all this weirdness and you think my own..." He paused, gears seemingly grinding in his head as he contemplated if he had been changed. "... is because of that little ring?" He looked at Robin for the first time since entering the room and she beamed, crawling up onto the bed next to them.

"Yeah baby! Wow you're smart! Maybe you can help us make it work? Let me show you! Cute tasty cock!" She pointed at Joan and Sharon's heart stopped.

Downstairs, Shannon was still trapped in the room with her mother. When Rick had ran out she'd been both relieved her mother had lost the chance to do whatever she'd been planning and terrified of whomever was at the door. She genuinely couldn't move now, her legs absolutely would not respond and her abdomen ached from the continuous orgasms. She flopped awkwardly as she tried to at least cover herself up a bit as Suzanne yanked the door open, "What." In the doorway stood Jim, his hand raised to knock again. His face slowly morphed into a blank look of shock as his eyes trailed down the MILF's body. Nothing happened for several seconds before Suzanne rolled her eyes and dragged the gawking boy into the house, "C'mere you horny bastard, maybe we can have some fun before Sharon comes back downstairs." Shannon's heart sank. No way out of this one. If Jim saw here, he'd know who she was... not that she really wanted to try faking being his boyfriend. Her experience with her mother had been horrifying and... she winced as her pussy flexed, a few fresh streams of fem-juice escaping her lips. The memory either made her ill... or horny. Either way she couldn't think about it without feeling pain so she tried her best to block it out.

Fortunately for her, her mother had Jim's full attention, the staring idiot was practically a statue as Suzanne rubbed up against him like some big cat (a cougar Shannon supposed), "Come on Jim, I know Sharon hasn't been putting out lately, you must be horny... let's get a quicky in before she comes down and ruins our fun Hm?" She grabbed his motionless hands and brought them to her hips, sliding them first up to cup her breasts and then back down to hold her ass. She left them there and wrapped her arms around the awestruck boy's neck, drawing him into a passionate kiss.

"Bastard," Shannon whispered. She felt a little hypocritical considering how little resistance she put up but Jim was still her sisters boyfriend and he hadn't so much as lifted a finger to resist her mothers advances. She shuddered in revulsion as she realized what she'd just thought, which was of course nothing compared to what had happened earlier... nope. Not thinking about it.

Jim's hands kneaded her mothers meaty ass with increasing gusto and their tongue dueling became progressively more breathless till he came up for air, gasping. Suzanne panted as well but she was far more aroused by the prospect of taking her daughter's boyfriend in every sense of the word. Maybe Sharon would fuck her senseless as punishment... or a reward. Her enormous pussy was practically raining on the carpet as she pushed Jim up against the wall, going down to her knees to pop the boys penis free of his pants. She frowned as it sprung free: barely six inches. She really didn't understand her daughters taste in men. Not that she wasn't going to taste him herself.

Barely taking a moment to run her tongue down his length, she took his entirety in her mouth, working the entrance to her throat around his head with ease. She'd dealt with her gag reflex before she'd even moved out of her parents house, with her daddy's help of course. The thought helped her make the act more passionate and she moaned around Jim's rock hard penis. Jim was barely holding on, he could feel his balls threatening to contract and blow his load down the slutty mothers throat. He always liked to think he had some staying power but this was just so fucking hot! He just hoped against hope that nobody saw them-

Which, coincidentally, was also the moment when his dazed eyes alighted on what appeared to be a mostly naked Sharon on the couch, glaring daggers at him while she struggled to climb to her feet.