Dinner With The 'Bridesmaids'

Pulling back the curtain to the temporary dressing room, Jonny was pleased to see that the gaggle of 'bridesmaids' had taken his instruction to try on their dresses for tomorrow. It would help in spinning some fake memories for later on. What he should have counted on however was the amount of touching, kissing and masturbating still going on, the friends and cousins all treating each other like cheap whores for hire.

The clones were only brought out of their activity by the sight of one their ultimate desires walking into the room in a lavish wedding dress. Their response was less like encouraging friends however and more like a bunch of peverted men. A chorus of wolf whistles and howls greeted the bride to be, before Hayley began singing in jest.

"Here comes the bride, all thick and wideee"

This drew a chorus of laughter from the group, all of course sharing the same vein of humour. The looks of amusement from the clones soon turned to stares of lust however, the otherwise innocent looking girls approaching their prey like a shark on the hunt.

"Fuck you look sexy in that boss" 'Emily' crudely noted. "If I had a cock right now, I'd definitely make sure you were consummated in that".

"Charming, but not wrong" Jonny replied with a smirk. Despite the frustration he was feeling from 'Melanie's' early disappearance, he knew he couldn't start an orgy just yet.

"Let's keep it civil for now though sluts. This is just a preview".

The clones all groaned in unison as they protested the unfair decision.

"Oh lighten up you miserable cunts! You've had more action than me so far. Besides, it's not like we're not having a big fuckfest later" Jonny cursed, very much more crudely than Zoey would ever sound. He had to admit, it sounded fantastic with her voice.

"So here's what we're doing" he continued, before he sunk into Zoey's personality to put on a much more friendly demeanour.

"We're going to wrap this up before our dinner date girls. But I'm going to need a hand getting out of this dress. And who better to help me than my besiteee".

As he took Tara's hands, the clone played along with the fake scene, giving her friend a loving hug that smooshed their impressive busts together.

"Oh Zoey, of course I'll help you" 'Tara' giddily exclaimed. "What are besties for!"

She shot a smug look and a middle finger to the other clones, all of whom were less than impressed. Jonny made sure the rest of his lackies got to work as he pulled his hosts best friend into the next room. Collapsing back onto the bed, he spread his thick thighs and hoisted up the dress.

"You've got five minutes to make me cum slut. Get to it" Jonny instructed her.

"With fucking pleasure" 'Tara' purred with her accented voice, dropping to her knee's and pulling Zoey's panties to the side.

Jonny tried to hold back as much noise as he could as the clone in Tara lapped as his pussy with her tongue. He wanted to be discreet in a hotel filled with his hosts family and friends. The more it went on however, the harder it become, particularly as he furthered the stimulation by gropping the huge tits he now possessed.

Eventually, it became too much as the fun reached it's climax.

"Oh fuck yes, I'm gonna cum! Make me cum you little Indian bitch!"

'Tara' was all to happy to provide this, shoving a few fingers in and out of her best friends pussy to make the orgasm as earth shattering as possible. Jonny held back as much noise as he could but milked every second of the amazing feeling.

Pulling the other girl up onto the bed, the two sloppily ran their tongues around each others mouths for a moment as Jonny savoured the taste of his old crushes juices on her best friends lips. As they stopped however, he let his overall mission take control again and pushed her off.

"Ok, playtimes over. Help me out of this dress".

***

With the girls all back in their usual attire, Jonny made sure they all had some fake memories spun about how well the fitting went. Before he withdrew his clones however, he left a faint mental imprint in each of their heads; a trigger to leave whatever they were involved in around 8:30 that evening, to head somewhere where Jonny could put them back under his control. Then the real party could begin.

Exiting the room, Jonny quickly withdrew his clones from the entourage before he swiftly slipped out of Zoey's body himself. Looking down on the group in his ethereal form, he took note on how they all reacted after a few strained blinks.

"Well, I'm glad that went well" Zoey exclaimed, with just the slightest hint of uncertainty in her voice. "Did that all feel like it went really quickly to you girls though?"

"I think I know what you mean" Hayley answered. "Though Melaine did have to head off to find her daughter".

"True...anyway, we should probably think about getting ready for dinner with my family. Want to meet back downstairs in an hour girls?" Zoey asked.

"Hey, sounds good to be me. More fun with the Morfakis', let's do it!" Emily teased, getting everyone in good spirits before they departed for their respective rooms. With the coast clear, Jonny re-materialised into his physical form, letting out a laugh at the situation.

"Never gets old!"

***

Jonny took a little time to himself after that, retiring to the gardens as the summer evening rolled in. He admired the beauty of his surroundings, sipping a glass of wine as he did some people watching. Despite the otherwise frantic nature of his existence with his powers, he did enjoy the occasional quieter moments. Among everything, he was still a man with interests and desires. It was just that a great deal of them involved taking other people's bodies for a spin.

***

As evening drew in, many of Zoey's friends and family were now gathered in the west wings dining hall, chatting and laughing amongst themselves as they enjoyed the lavish food on offer. The bride to be herself sat with her parents and brother, her friends scattered at various parts of a large table, some with their respective partners.

As one of the waiters came over with another dish, Zoey would be forgiven for not noticing him take an extra glance down her cleavage. But of course she wouldn't normally have much to expect from a mere waiter. If only she had known who was piloting his body.

Jonny had decided to keep watch over the evening's proceedings from a distance, so he didn't get bored with the idle smalltalk and charades. From the young waiters perspective, he could see and hear most of what was going on at his leisure. As he took a few empty plates from further up the table, he overheard Hayley talking with her boyfriend. He mentioned to her about the men taking in a drink at the main bar later with Zoey's husband to be Ollie, something Hayley seemed completely on board with. Jonny knew that this would allow his escapades to take part without any intervention.

As the after dinner coffees began being shared around, Jonny retired to behind the bar, making some small talk with one of the patrons as he covertly checked his watch. The time for his party trick was fast approaching...