Break 7 Start - Oliver

Oliver sat down at the table. He was nude, of course, and it felt surprisingly comfortable. He did feel a little guilty that he wasn't helping to make breakfast, but there was nothing he could do about that. It just wasn't possible for him anymore. He glanced over at Dylan working away in the kitchen. She was also naked, well except for her corset and thong. He'd suggested she forgo the thong to avoid triggering her transformation but she wouldn't listen. Of course Oliver suspected she WANTED to go into heat, and he was happy to oblige.

Lina's door opened and he saw Nat step out. His jaw dropped, "Miss...um...wow!" He was wearing makeup? Unbelievable. He looked...no, Oliver shook his head. He couldn't think of Nat as attractive. That would be disastrous. Nat might looked like a gorgeous woman, but he was a man, wasn't he?

Nat tried to shrug it off, "Well Lina thought...you know." He looked away from Oliver awkwardly, then back to him, "Oh did you want a coffee?" Without waiting for an answer Nat started walking to the kitchen, "I'll get you one. Black right?"

Oliver considered saying no, but he decided to give in, "Yeah. Thanks."

A few minutes later Nat placed a mug of steaming coffee in front of him, "Here you go." Nat had bent over slightly to set the mug down and Oliver's eyes couldn't help but latch onto the creamy cleavage on display. Even worse, Nat stood up straight but the 'handcuffs' **** him arms straight along his body which had the effect of pushing his breasts together to the point where they seemed ready to pop out of his top.

Thankfully Dylan announced that breakfast was ready and Nat moved away before noticing Oliver's stare. Or rather, before Oliver noticed Nat noticing...

Nat ended up serving him a plate without a word, then went and got a plate for himself. He returned to the table, "Um..."

Oliver wasn't sure what he wanted, then it clicked, "Please sit down." He said.

"Thanks." Nat sat down, "Nice cock by the way."

Oliver turned beet red, "What?"

"Fuck!" Nat clamped a hand over his mouth and shook his head. "Sorry, shit. That wasn't me. I mean. I have to make inappropriate comments...I don't want you cock bro."

"No, of course not." Oliver agreed hastily.

He heard Dylan laugh as she walked towards them with her own plate. She blushed and glanced at Nat apologetically, then she looked at Oliver again, "Oliver would you tell Nat I'm sorry for laughing."

A loophole of sorts. As long as Oliver was in the room Dylan could talk to women, she just had to direct everything to him.

"Ya ya, nice tits." Nat said grumpily to Dylan, "Oh by the way. Can you make me stop smiling? That was Lina's handiwork."

"Sure...how about...sad face!" Oliver laughed and Nat immediately started pouting, "Ok...angry face!"

Nat glared at him, "Ok but now I really am angry."

"Alright alright...horny face!"

"Oliver you shouldn't tease." Dylan said, "It must be hard for Nat."

Oliver felt a little ashamed, but then he shook his head, "This is just what bros do. Right?"

"Oh really?" Nat said, still with an angry expression, "So if I started making demands of you...within your limits of course..."

"...Miss..." Oliver said slowly.

"Miss? Fuck you 'bro'. I order you to-" Before Nat could get anything out, Rachel and Eliza burst out of their room.

"What's going on?" Rachel demanded to know. "Nat, relax your face."

Nat stopped grimacing at Oliver and leaned back in his chair, "It's fine Rach. Just struggling with...this." He waved his hand around his face.

"You look cute." Rachel said, "Oh. You probably don't want cute..."

"Hot." Eliza suggested.

"Yes. Hot." Rachel agreed, "Ho-Eliza? Look at you. Maybe we'll be a throuple after all." Eliza blushed but said nothing. "Or not. Oliver I need your dick."

"Excuse me?" Oliver asked.

"Look I've eaten a lot of pussy in the last twelve hours. Orally diverse is killing me. I need cock. You have the only cock. Ergo I need you to fuck my face."

Oliver's cock twitched as she spoke. It wasn't that he wanted to...ok, scratch that. Of course he wanted to get a blowjob from Rachel. It was just...well it wasn't the same as Dylan or Lina. He liked liked them both. He wanted to date them both. Rachel? She was hot, she was his friend, but he didn't want to be partners with her. She was just using him.

Still he couldn't refuse. Not only because receiving a blowjob was within his regular limits, but also because he wasn't going to **** her to go blow a stranger. "Fine. Let's-" He was going to suggest going to his room, but Rachel didn't mind an audience apparently. Before he could say anything she'd slipped under the table and started pulling out his cock.

"Don't mind me. Actually do. Be rough. Fuck my face." She immediately swallowed his cock and Oliver felt himself obeying by grabbing the back of her head and shoveing her down on his cock.

"Wait, no!" Nat complained. Nat screwed his eyes shut. Unfortunately their transformations meant that Nat was currently feeling Oliver's cock slam into his pussy over and over again. Oliver felt bad about that, but what was he supposed to do?

Oliver couldn't focus on eating, but he wasn't oblivious to his surroundings. Lina had come out of her room and was watching them, a fascinating smile visible through her gag. Eliza had fetched two plates for breakfast, but she only set one down on the table. The other she passed to Rachel under the table. Dylan was biting her lip and staring him down and Nat was trying to look anywhere else.

He felt himself about to burst and suddenly Rachel pulled back and started pumping his cock with her hands. He came and she directed it all over her plate. She crawled out from under the table and placed her plate down on the table. There was cum on her hands and shirt, but most of it had landed on her food. "Yummy!" She said with a grin as she took a forkful and put it in her mouth.

"Disgusting." Nat said.

Lina walked up to the table and removed her gag. She crawled under the table and started cleaning Oliver's cock. He closed his eyes and tried to make sense of this all. He felt like a King, but he couldn't bask in it. He felt the waves of jealousy pouring off Nat and tried his best to act humble. Lina finished cleaning him and whispered to him from under the table, "Thank you Master."

Oliver felt a little strange, having just had not one, but two friends suck his cock at the breakfast table in full view of everyone. On top of that Lina was staring at him with such devotion, he quickly had to change the scene, "Lina go get yourself a plate and sit at the table."

"Yes Master." Lina hurried to obey.

Somehow the rest of breakfast proceeded somewhat normally. There were a few weird things. Like how Dylan would look at him and say things meant for other people as a way of getting around her restriction. Or how Rachel played with Eliza's tits as she sat on her lap. Or how Nat got up to refill his, and only his, coffee. But otherwise, normal.

After breakfast Eliza really wanted to go shopping. Of course Rachel was going with her and they invited Nat along. Nat declined, saying he wanted they to get to spend alone time together. That wasn't particularly surprising, but what did surprise Oliver was that Nat asked Lina to go shopping together. If that wasn't surprising enough Nat asked Oliver to borrow the chastity belt key. It seemed he needed to settle his 'passionate debts' but also give her a sex toy so she could leave the cottage. He gave it to him, of course, and the two of them quickly disappeared into Lina's bedroom.

That left him alone with Dylan. He suggested they take advantage of the locked loophole and locked her up so they could go out, but the look on her face told him she had a very different idea. "Meet me in your room." She told him.

He obeyed and was waiting on his bed when she entered. "W-wow..." He was stunned. She was wearing clothes! Well...sort of. Lingerie. But none of it was locked on her body. She looked stunning.

"You like?" She bit her lip.

"Uh yeah!"

"Good. Now close your eyes and lie down."

Oliver had no reason to refuse, so he did as she asked. His eyes opened though the moment he felt something cold on his wrist. Before he realized what was happening she had successfully cuffed his left arm to the bed post, "W-what are you doing?" He asked.

She just smirked and moved to the other arm. He instinctively moved his hand away as she tried to latch on another cuff. She pinched his nipple, "Bad boy. Are you going to resist me?"

He hesitated, but finally gave in. A few minutes later he was stuck on the bed, held to the corners by his wrists and ankles, "Well you got me...now what? You're going to drive yourself crazy wearing clothes."

She laughed, "That's the point!" She climbed on the bed and started stroking his cock, "I'm going to play with THIS, until I trigger my insane need to be fucked. Then I'm going to rip of my clothes and fuck you until we collapse. Sounds fun?"

He nodded, but then the rational part of his brain kicked in, "But...is that safe? Where's the keys?"

"I gave them to Rachel. You aren't getting free for a long, long time."

"But like this...well...you won't feel anything..."

Dylan just smiled, "This isn't about me. This is about you," She flicked his cock gently, "How many times do you think I can make you cum? 5? 10? I want to see just how far this transformation of yours goes."

"But..." His words were lost as she suddenly bent down and took him in her mouth.

She bobbed up and down for a minute then sat up again, "I guess if you don't want to give me a facial I'll chase down Rachel right now..."

She actually climbed off the bed and made to walk away. Oliver knew she wasn't really leaving but still, "Wait! No. I do. I really, really do."

"Then don't hold back." She climbed back on the bed and started to blow him. He didn't last very long before he blew his first load. Dylan pulled right after he started cumming to make sure some of it got on her face. She smirked at him.

Just then his phone dinged from the bedside table and Dylan grabbed it for him. It had been long enough that she couldn't initiate conversation so she just winked at him and opened it. Her face changed instantly and she looked shocked.

"What is it?" He asked.

She flipped the phone around and there on the screen, was Nat and Lina. "What the fuck?" They were in the shower and he could see EVERYTHING. "Miss...she..." He looked up at Dylan, "There's no way he consented to that!" He was furious that Lina had done that. He reasoned that Lina was trying to make him attracted to Nat so that he could at some point dominate him, or her as Lina thought, but that didn't excuse it. "I can't believe she did that!"

"What are you going to do? She has to obey you." Dylan said, "But don't go too far...remember the transformation is fucking with her a lot."

Oliver sighed. She was right. But still, he couldn't let her do that to Nat. "Let me go, we'll go find them."

Dylan smiled, "No. I really can't. Rachel actually has the keys."

"Oh..."

Dylan grabbed his cock again, "Don't worry...we'll deal with it after. Right now...you've got another round, don't you?"

Olivier's cock was already getting hard again. She was right. Lina could wait. "Yeah, there's a lot more where that came from."