Take away his personhood.

Russell has entertained him, at least briefly, and that was worth something, since James was now omnipotent and for-all-practical-matters a god. But Russell was also the worst person in the world, as far James was concerned.

"So, Molly, I got good news for you," James said. Molly nodded, but she continued staring at her mom sucking his dick. It was cute how she bit her lip as she masturbated one-handed. "I got a new sex toy for you." A dildo materialized in his hand. Okay, he can't take dramatic pauses, that's good to know. "I got a new sex toy for you, right here, your brother is the new sex toy."

"What?" Russell said dumbly. Molly looked interested, but a bit confused.

"As far as anyone besides Russell is concerned, Russell here is no longer a person, but just a living, breathing sex toy that you and your frisky mom can use to work out some of your horniness," James continued, "You'll have to give it a little time to eat and bath and that type of stuff, and it'll sleep while you sleep, but other than that, the only thing this thing is for is giving you and your mom sexual pleasure."

"Oh, cool, a living, breathing dildo," Molly said, dreamily, "But what if it can't get hard?"

"If there's something you want it do, like get hard or eat you out, or grow a bigger dick, just slap it here, where an actual person's face would be, and tell it. You want to change how it looks, just slap it in the face and tell it what you want."

The sex toy that used to be Russell, that still looked like Russell and still thought of itself as Russell looked alarmed. "What? You can't do that, I'm not fucking my sister or my mom."

Molly stood up, all five foot one inches of her, and smacked her sex toy on the cheek. She had to stand on her tippy-toes to reach her much taller brother's face "Shut the fuck up. I don't need a dildo that talks back, I need a dildo that fucks the shit out of me." The sex toy formerly known as Russell couldn't help but groan a little as its dick became harder. Molly bitch-slapped it two more times, "Harder, goddamnit. Make your dick bigger, c'mon," she snarled. It tried to keep silent as its dick grew even bigger. Molly pulled her panties to the side, revealing her lightly furred cunt, "C'mon, get to fucking. Pick me up and fuck me." Russell got third in weightlifting back in high school, and towered over his little sister. He easily was able to pick up his little sister and start to pound her.

"Mom!" Molly said between pants, "I just realized we've got a spare room. No reason for our sex toy to keep up a whole room. It can just curl up in my closet when we're not using it."

"Oooh, I could see clients in that spare room," Monica enthused as she slowly fucked back and forth on James' dick, "That is if I make the grade to be one of your whores, sir?"

James smiled and spanked her on the ass, "Oh, it must run in the family, all the women related to you are hot, horny depraved perverted sluts. How could I say no to an ass like that?" Unbeknowst to James, Monica's niece, who was considering joining a order of nuns and was currently working as a NGO/missionary in Fiji, suddenly felt very differently about her life plans. "Just make sure that Rusty here pays if he want to jerk off."

Russell groaned as he continued to plow what was once its little sister. It was biting its lip, trying to keep up the rhythm. "Hey, hey," James said, "No cumming unless Molly or Monica say so, okay?"

"Gross, why would I want my sex toy getting jizz everywhere?" Molly snorted. She slapped it in the face again, "Keep fucking me and stay quiet while I watch James fuck mom, okay? Its so fucking hot."

And so James continued to fuck Monica until the early morning.