Testing stuff.

You are in the kitchen cooking a late lunch for the three of you, your mind racing a million miles an hour. "Ladies, I am trying to think of a backup plan to save your other cousins, and I might need to command you to do certain things for some plans to work. If I give a command to both of you simultaneously will it still work?" The sisters look at each other and back to you.

"No clue. As far as we know you are the first person who was able to command more than one girl in the first place." Maisie pointed out.

"There is an easy way to find out." Holly chimed in. "Give us both a command. Something tame."

"Okay. Ladies, do ten jumping jacks." Both girls stand up and jump ten times before sitting back down. "Ok, seems like that works. What are the limits to what I can change? I know I can make you transform into anything, or give you the ability to change how you see fit. Can I make other changes? Ladies, food made by me will be the best food you have ever tasted." You hold out a plate of cookies and each girl takes one. Maisie bites into hers with no reaction. Holly takes a bite and moans in pleasure.

"Holy shit that is a good cookie." She grins. "I could get used to changes like that."

"Mine just tasted like stale store bought cookie." Maisie pouted.

"Because that is what it is. Half of these I made the other day. I burned the shit out of them, so I tossed half the batch, kept the salvagable ones, and bought more to fill the plate. Somehow you were able to tell I didn't make those." Maisie leaned over and took a bite from Holly's cookie and gasped in astonishment. You grabbed a cookie of your own and grimaced when you bit into it. Salvagable didn't mean good, and the only reason you kept them was because you figured your guests would be drunk enough to not care if they were burnt. You turn back to the stove and dole out three plates of your specialty, butter chicken.

"Here you go ladies, I made lunch. Maisie, here you go." You hand Maisie a plate. "Holly, oh fuck me." You turned to grab the plate and misjudged, instead grabbing the hot pan. You hear movement behind you and turn to see Holly walking towards you while undoing the button on her jeans. Maisie starts laughing.

"Hahaha, oh shit Brad, you need to be careful what you say." Holly is pulling her pants down and getting closer.

"What do you mean? Holly, what are you doing?" Holly has stepped out of her pants and was now pulling her shirt over her head. Maisie is still laughing, but pauses long enough to answer.

"You said 'Holly oh fuck me' so now Holly is going to fuck you."

"Oh fuck m.... oh shit, Holly stop." Maisie lets out a scream of laughter. As Holly freezes in place, hands inches from your belt.

"That would be even worse Master." You tske a moment to realize what she means.

"Hey, good to know you would prefer sex with me over shitting yourself. I guess I need to watch what I say, don't I? Holly, disregard my last two orders. From now on you can ignore orders you think were an accident. I am so sorry." Holly straightens up and hurries back to the couch. You pick up her clothes and toss them to her and she gets redressed.

"Don't worry, now I guess I have more understanding over the accidental order you gave Maisie. What a potty mouth." She shoots you a mock scolding look to let you know she isn't mad. She glances down at your pants and you realize you have an erection that is very visible through your sweatpants. She realizes you caught her glance and she meets your eye.

"I'm going to um. Go to my bedroom quick. Be right back."

"Do you want me to join you?" To yours and Maisie's surprise, Holly is the one offering to join you, seemingly fully aware of your plan.

"Depends. Do you want to join because you want to join, or do you want to join to try to keep me happy because you think it is safer for you? Be honest."

"I offered to go because I know you are about to get off to the thought of having sex with me, and how many times will you do that before you decide your hand isn't enough and remember you can fuck me whenever you want to?"

"Holly. If you really want to join me feel free, but I don't want you to fuck me out of self preservation. I meant what I said. I am not going to suddenly decide to start abusing my power over you. I have had a crush on Maisie simce before I knew what crushes were, and I have had her in my power for days now. Don't you think I would have taken more advantage of that if I was going to?" She shook her head. "Now, I am going to go masturbate and clear my head."

You close the door to your bedroom only for it to open a second later and Holly enters, shutting the door behind herself.

"Don't say anything. I am not here to fuck you, or even touch you. But I saw you checking me out when I undressed, and I am very flattered at what it did to you. If you want me to, I will take my top off and let you cum on my tits, or my face. Not so you don't use your powers to **** me, but because I understand what you are dealing with is very difficult, and I do want to help you."

"If you are sure that is okay. Not helping won't make me any more likely to **** you." She nodded and pulled her shirt over her head, followed by her bra. "Thank you, this will definitely make me cum quicker."

"Do you want me to talk dirty?"

"No. Honestly, lets just keep having a regular conversation. Pretend nothing sexual is even happening."

"Ok. So, I was talking to Maisie and she seems sure that you are to be trusted. I guess I am starting to believe her more and more. Some of your orders though, they make me question it. You order her to turn into me so you can take a sexy photo and then turn around and say you won't do anything fucked up. You turn us into, let me get this straight, sexy baseball cards that apparently list our kinks, and then say you don't plan on fucking us. I just can't figure you out." You are sitting on the bed jerking off to your crushes hot older sister as she presses her tits together, so it takes a moment to form a cohesive sentence.

"I totally get that. What is a man but a pile of hypocrisies. I am doing my best to be a good person, but I have kissed three girls in my life before this week, and now I have absolute power over three of the hottest girls I know. Sometimes a little bit of perversion slips through. The kinks on the baseball card wasn't intentional, that just happened. I didn't mean for that to happen."

"That does make sense. Hey, since you know our kinks, I think we should know yours." Holly isn't doing a great job of avoiding sexual topics, but given the circumstances you can't blame her.

"Actually I don't know yours. I turned you back before I looked at yours." Holly looked surprised.

"Really. Well, do you want to know mine? I can tell you, or you can turn me back into the card." Holly's nipples were visibly hardening. Was this conversation turning her on?