Something niche

Content warning: watersports, scat

"All right, I thought having the curse was the most humiliating and degrading thing that could happen to me, but I take that back. This is the most humiliating and degrading thing that can ever happen to me," Kylie says.

"If it weren't for the curse you would never have done it in the first place, though," Maisie points out.

"Fuck me, you're right."

Even though it had been your idea in the first place you can only watch with morbid curiosity, thoroughly unaroused, as Maisie and Holly kiss each other on video while squatting atop Kylie's prone body. Holly is pissing all over Kylie's bare torso, while Maisie's anus and Kylie's mouth are connected by solid logs of shit that pass within an inch of the woman's nostrils.

The commands on all of them mean that they're completely unaffected by the experience as a health matter, but mentally all of them are more than a bit shaken by it.

"And uploaded," Linda says as soon as the review finishes and you nod reluctantly to authorise releasing the various videos and images made of the whole experience. She brings up another video, of Melanie and Ellie eagerly eating each other out while being lightly hit with shock prods by Maisie and Holly, which gets you ready enough to go again that you grab Kylie, bend her over a spare table, and plunge your dick into her pussy.

"Hey, I meant that metaphorically!" she objects, but she doesn't try to stop you.

"You don't seem to be complaining about it, though," you point out.

Kylie just lets out a mild "Hmph" before burying her face in Maisie's snatch as the woman walks around to the other side of the table.

"Hopefully this will prove to be too niche and we won't have to do it again," your maybe-friend-again says.

You fuck Kylie in silence for a little while until Holly pipes up. "Initial numbers are coming in... aw, fuck, this one went viral."

A collective groan passes around the room.

"Seems to be more a matter of people watching it to see how long they can stand it, and people watching it to wonder whether it's real or just really clever effects, like if the shit's actually made of chocolate or something," she adds, scanning through the social media aggregator she built.

"So it's viral in a way that we won't have to do it again?" Melanie says hopefully. Even her enforced submissiveness hadn't quite been enough to get her to enjoy it.

"What percentage of the sales would you say are people who actually want this sort of thing?" you ask.

"Not enough to justify making it part of our regular rotation," Holly replies immediately, and a collective sigh of relief goes around the room. "But not low enough that we wouldn't make good money if we did it again at some point. More if you get involved, Master." She grimaces. "Some guys just really want to live out the fantasy of doing this to a woman vicariously."

Five pairs of eyes turn to you, the slightest hint of suggestion in them. None of them are angry with you, exactly, for skipping out on it, but you know they all have the thought in mind that you should've been part of it, given how it was your suggestion in the first place.

"All right," you agree, "if we do another one, I'll participate. Only on the giving end, though." Your own physical health is not magically guaranteed like theirs is, after all.

Once you bust a nut in Kylie and Maisie squirts all over her face, you pull out and let the woman relax for a bit. "Change of plans," you decide. The next video on the schedule is supposed to be another incestuous fivesome, but you've got some other ideas you want to try out.

"I know we can't push the fivesome back more than a day, Jocelyn sends me an irritated text whenever we go more than a week without one," you continue. It's only been six days since the last, though. "But I want to try out a few things with Maisie, had some ideas on my mind. So Melanie, Ellie, Kylie, you're doing a livestream, Maisie, you're with me, Linda, Holly, you know what to do."

"Sexy ideas, I hope, Master," Maisie says as you walk over toward the intimate one-bed set.

"I hope so too," you say before whispering in her ear.

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You fuck Maisie hard in missionary position, her moans mounting and body writhing, your hands locked onto her thighs as you piston in and out of her cunt. With the hand that's hidden from the camera, you quickly tap her twice, then stroke, then another quick tap.

Maisie stops in place even as you continue to stuff her full of dick. Your balls slap against her ass every time you push in fully, but her body is truly frozen. Her breasts don't move. Her ass doesn't jiggle. Her hair doesn't shift under her. Her leg muscles don't contort as your grip shifts while you move.

You know that the appropriate sound effects will be added in post.

Shifting your hold on Maisie's body, you get a finger on her breast hidden from the camera. Two strokes and a tap later, and her bust, despite the rest of her body being unable to move, starts to expand slowly. Another shift of your grip and some surreptitious finger work sees the same happen to her ass.

You're not a fan of **** sizes when it comes to boobs and butts, but part of your audience is, and the power you hold directly over Maisie is enough to keep you thoroughly aroused even as she surpasses sizes you enjoy.

A long stroke along the side of her abdomen sets her entire body growing, and you continue to fuck her until she's at the maximum size that Jocelyn's overrides permit. She'd been at that size on video before, of course, but live growth like this that didn't involve milk-drinking or whispered commands in an earpiece is new.

So is the time-stop element, something else you knew you'd have to do sooner or later given the fetish community around that.

You're still figuring out Jocelyn's enigmatic remark about how to use the curse to do more realistic giantess porn, though. You'd done shrinking stuff--the one where you stuffed all six women down your urethra and ejaculated them out was your most popular video in that genre--but you aren't yet certain how to do giantess.

Finally you bust what will be your last load for the video into Maisie's twat, and give her a tap, a stroke, and another tap.

Instantly Maisie starts moving again, the combined pleasure built up over the period when she was frozen hitting all at once. When she comes down from the wave of orgasms, she tosses off some cheesy line about how big she is, and then cradles your head against her titanic bust before the video ends.

You'll do ones where she's left entirely frozen at the end of it, of course, but you think you want to see how this video is received. You worry that it might be too niche, but you can do the various elements separately. This is more a test to make sure your new method of command works.

"Maisie," you say once the cameras are off, "make those commands transferable, milk preset fifty-four." It will also work via pussy juice, of course; you'd long since given her the command to make those equivalent.

You gesture, and Linda and Holly each rush over to drink Maisie's milk, trading off monitoring the livestream for a few moments. You give Holly a quick tap-tap-stroke-tap as she turns to go back, but do nothing with her frozen body other than a quick squeeze of her chest while Maisie runs a finger over her sister's labia, and then you unfreeze her.

Another tap-stroke-tap and Holly lets out a little squeal of surprised pleasure before sitting down next to Linda again.

"Are you just going to leave me like this, Master?" Maisie says, towering above you, her curves still absurd.

You grin and give her two long strokes instead, followed by four quick taps and then a stroke-stroke-tap-stroke, and immediately her muscles grow rapidly to their maximum size as well, her hair gushing out of her scalp until it's trailing on the floor by some distance behind her. The perfect-health command extends to letting her body exist in such a ridiculous shape without negative physiological effects, of course.

She puts her hands on her hips. "Master?" she prompts again.

Grabbing a camera, you take some pictures of her body from various angles, just enough for a small free promotional photoset, and then say, "All right, Maisie, preset zero."

Almost instantly she reverts to her normal body, and breathes a sigh of relief.

"Well, we know that works now, I guess," she says.

"Hold off on releasing this one until we've done them separately, though," you decide, reversing your initial instinct. Maisie nods, her marketing analysis clearly having already reached the same conclusion about its appeal.

Your phone buzzes and you pick it up. "Send me all the raw footage now," the message reads.

You sigh. You're sure Jocelyn has that anyway, she just likes making you do busywork sometimes. A little flex to remind you that, really, you're not truly the one in control here, at least not if you want to keep anyone other than Maisie.

And even then you're reasonably sure she could rip her from you as well.