Spread your influence further

You take a step forward, brushing April aside... But once her hand leaves your cock, you immediately regret it.

"Excuse me," you say, tapping the man on the shoulder. "Would you mind sharing your daughter?"

"Hmm...? Oh, be my guest," he murmurs.

Without looking away from her father's crotch, the buxom daughter puts a hand on your shaft, jacking you off slowly.

"Little faster, please... There we go," you grunt, patting her bobbing head as she picks up the pace. "I hate to interrupt, but I overheard your conversation, and... Well, I know you're doing what's right for your family, but I know what I would prefer..."

"Oh?" The man perks up, giving you his full attention. "Please, go on."

"Well, you've offered to get your younger daughter some 'upgrades,' and I'm all for that... But you shouldn't delay it, or make it conditional, or any of that shit. She would be way hotter as a bimbo."

"I see your point," he says, looking thoughtful. "If you think that's the best way to go... Who am I to argue?"

You're her father, for fuck's sake, you think. But that doesn't matter anymore, does it?

"Mhm, and don't forget about your other daughter," you continue, admiring the girl on her knees; her heavy tits are bouncing as she strokes you and sucks off her father. "She's beautiful, of course, but you haven't put nearly enough work in."

"But, her breasts--"

"Are a great start, but she'll need some upgrades to match the ones you'll be getting her sister. Lips, ass, maybe some eyelashes... The whole package. Ideally, they should be a couple of twin fuckdolls."

"Twins? There's a thought..." He looks from one daughter to the other. "Perhaps you're right, Mister...?"

"John Doe," you reply, leaning down to fondle one of his daughter's tits.

"Thanks for your input, Mr. Doe. I get the feeling I should trust you on this... You seem to know what's best for my girls." He offers you his hand.

"All girls, even," you murmur, giving the man a firm handshake. "It's the way of the future: more busty girls to use... Built to use."

"That... That sounds..." He swallows hard.

"Papi," the girl on the floor interjects, pulling away from the spit-covered member. "You're getting hard again, but we have to go now, or else--Mmmphghh!" You grab her head and shove it back into her father's crotch, muffling her voice with his thick shaft.

"You really shouldn't take that sort of attitude from her," you say casually, controlling the girl's movements with your grip. "Fucktoy first, daughter second."

"Hngh... I, I'll... Keep that in mind," he sputters as you **** his daughter to deepthroat him. "Th-thanks again."

"My pleasure," you reply, smacking your own cock against the girl's cheek a few times before pulling away. "Good luck with the whole 'family improvement' project! I'm sure you'll have a blast... And don't forget to tell your friends. Just say that John Doe suggested it, and that he knows what's best for your women."

"You... You know best," he echoes softly, more focused on the lips locked around his shaft. "H-have a good one."

With that little act of influence taken care of, you take April around the waist and head into the store. She gives you a cheerful smile, happy to be shopping and oblivious to the fact that you just set an entire family (and perhaps more families) on a totally depraved path.