Family business

Chapter 5

Finally, the time has come. You're standing in front of the house next door, Noelle's house, ready to take a small step for you and a giant step for all the nerds and losers who want to bang a cheerleader. Okay, that step might be bigger for you than it is for everyone else. And because of that, you might puke with excitement. You haven't had your powers long, and as pompous as you talk, it's Noelle waiting for you behind the white-painted wooden door.

But you're not the boy you used to be, living in the shadow of the girls you can't reach. You have changed and it's time you realize it. The best proof of your newfound superiority is Lynn. She stands next to you, still shaking in the aftermath of the last orgasm you gave her. Behind her ruffled look of satisfaction, concern flickers about what will happen to her when you claim her big sister as yours. But as you put your hand on her shoulder you also see the unconditional loyalty to you and your cock twitches in your pants. Maybe it's because of the skimpy outfit she's still wearing from school or because she doesn't have any underwear on or just because her clothes got messed up from the last time you had sex with her. Everyone who meets her immediately sees what she has done and shame and pride can be found in her behavior as well as lust and desire.

No, you are not the person you were a few days ago and this is not about a nobody who wants to ask the most beautiful girl in town out on a date. With that thought, you enter Moore's property, Lynn obediently one step behind you, and knock on the door. The girl at your side has a key but you have it all planned out. One last moment of hesitation, but that's when Mister Moore opens the door. He looks at you, then at his daughter, then back at you. He's big, strong and would kill you if he knew what you've done.

"Finn," he says, smiling. "What brings you to us? Are you bringing our daughter back to us?" He gives you a friendly grin and says nothing about the fact that his youngest looks like she's been through a meat grinder. Lynn says nothing as well and stands behind you. It's clear who her loyalty belongs to from now on.

"It is indeed about your daughter Mister Moore," you say.

"Come in then." The man waves you through the door. "Take off your shoes please." You are happy to do that for the man, having taken his youngest daughter from him. The fact that he says nothing to Lynn is a good sign. She has spread your virus far and wide and apparently enough time has passed to make you unassailable in this house. Mister Moore leads you into the living room and offers you a seat on the sofa. Lynn obediently sits down next to you and lowers her gaze. After Mister Moore has offered you and Lynn a glass of apple juice each, he sits down as well and his eyes fall on his daughter.

"It's good to have you back," he says to her, but Lynn just looks to the floor, then to you, then back to the floor. She still has to get used to her position but is making great progress.

"Oh, excuse me, Mister Moore," you say kindly, taking the pressure off Lynn as you promised her. "Lynn has sworn not to look at any other man, not to talk to any man, and not to touch any other man but me."

"Oh... I... understand..." mumbles Lynn's father as your newly created reality burns itself into his brain. Then he shakes himself and addresses you. "I thought something like that when she didn't come home. I take it you two are...together now?" You can't blame him for turning to you.

"Not really. Your daughter is mine from now on, yes. But I'm not sure yet how she can best serve me."

"Of course. Well, my princess..."

"She is my princess now sir, please respect that."

"Oh yes. So, your princess is a neat, tidy girl. Maybe she can clean your apartment? Or do your homework?" You can't believe it but here sits a father helping you make his little princess your ****. "I have always treated her properly and fairly, but I have also expected a lot from her. I'm sure she won't give you any trouble and will always listen to you." In fact, you see pride in his gaze as he looks at Lynn and talks about her. Then he clears his throat. "Have you two had... if you don't mind me asking..."

"Sex? Oh yes of course." You can't believe it but must do so if you want to continue.

"So... how was my daughter for you? Was she... satisfying?" Mister Moore's face actually turns red. "Sorry to ask, boy, but a father's duty, after all, is to prepare his daughter for the world out there." Your cock throbs wildly as you think of Lynn's twitching body on top of you.

"Don't worry Mister Moore, Lynn is tight and wet and I have nothing to complain about." At these words you gently stroke the girl's hair and she smiles in satisfaction. Then you gently push down her torso. You are no longer surprised but Mister Moore says nothing as his youngest daughter unbuttons your fly, but then his jaw drops.

"Oh... okay..." he mumbles as his princess tries to **** your massive stiff member into her small mouth. "Aren't you hurting her with that... I mean, if that's the way you want it..."

"See here" you laugh and **** your hand under her short school skirt and lift the piece of fabric upwards. Out of instinct, Lynn spreads her thighs, letting her father see everything. Your fingers run through her wet opening and as you show the man the strings spreading between your fingers he exhales in relief. "My princess is an obedient well-behaved girl. She's sweet and I like her innocent ways. So don't worry. I don't think I'll be pushing her too hard anytime soon. But I'll certainly dress her a little more daringly." You pat one of her ass cheeks with your hand. "I like to show off my toys." Mister Moore nods with satisfaction.

"Thanks kid. I always knew you were a good one." You nod amicably across the table while Lynn bends her petite body over your lap, licking and sucking absentmindedly. Then it's time.

"But, Mister Moore, I'm actually here for a completely different reason," you say, pressing Lynn's head a little lower on you. As her body tenses, her father pays no attention to her and just looks at you.

"Are you here to pick up Lynn's clothes?" he asks curiously. "I know she has sexy lingerie," he says, chuckling. "She thinks she can hide it from her parents but her mom found the clothes recently and..."

"No, no Mister Moore. I prefer my Lynn naked at my house." You take a breath, but you have no more worries. No more worries in life. "I'm actually here for your other daughter." The scales fall from Mister Moore's eyes.

"Of course," he exclaims loudly as Lynn's lips close around your shaft and she begins to gag wildly. "I had a feeling something had happened" Mister Moore laughs. "Noelle came in all excited from practice and disappeared right into her room. I figured it had something to do with a boy."

"Yeah," you shrug. "Noelle has a lot of admirers at our school. Has she had many boyfriends? And how many times has she had sex?" The man's expression darkens a bit.

"Well, Noelle is a pretty girl... That's probably why you want her." Interesting. So her father thinks Noelle is the pretty one and Lynn is the good one. "I always try to keep her friends to a minimum. I'm sure you know Jet." You both roll your eyes and share a manly moment while the young girl is fellating you with religious devotion.

"I also think Noelle deserves someone better."

"You must mean you." You nod. "I have to say it saddens me to lose both my daughters at the same time. I'm sure their mother will be heartbroken."

"No need to worry, Mr. Moore. It's only right that I take your daughters as my own."

"Yeah boy, you're right. At least Noelle will be staying with a friend." He grins and eyes you. "Maybe I'll get grandchildren, too. That would help my wife, too."

"That depends on how well-behaved Noelle has been so far. So you're saying she's had a lot of boyfriends?" You talk with the man while holding Lynn's head down with one hand while sipping on your apple juice with the other.

"Yes, unfortunately. I know of four over the last few years. And as for sex, we try to keep our house clean." He looks at Lynn who isn't paying attention to him and continues to struggle down your cock. Your hand is on her head, absently stroking her hair now. You click your tongue in disappointment.

"Your former daughter turned my head quite a bit, Mister Moore. But she never paid any attention to me. As for Lynn, I quickly knew what place she would have in my life. With my other Moore girl, that has yet to be seen. Please excuse me a moment..." Noelle's former father nods in understanding and waits patiently as you place your hands on Lynn's head and with a deep groan, empty yourself inside her in several hard thrusts. Under her father's gaze, the girl swallows as much as she can, then coughs and catches half of your juice in her dainty hands. Mister Moore says nothing as his former daughter licks her palms with her pink tongue, taking in all your juice while you coat her forehead with your three last shots. When she's finished you rise, letting her rest on the sofa, "I think I'll take a look at Noelle first and see how she reacts to me before I decide what she's going to become for me."

"Understandable," Mister Moore says, rising as well.

"Lynn," you address the girl and she stands next to you, her head lowered again, cum dripping don't he neatly cleaned ruck. Then you both hear a key turn in the front door and another person enters the house.

"That's my wife!" says Mister Moore, hurrying past you and the fuck that used to be his youngest daughter. "Elenor!" he calls out. "Elenor honey come here!" His voice even sounds cheerful and he hugs the woman who comes into the room moments later. After Mister Moore separates from his wife, he looks at Lynn.

"Honey, you're back. And..." Then she sees Lynn's cum-smeared wobbly body and glazed lips. Your girl looks her mother in the eye and smiles overjoyed, just not for the reason Miss Moore suspects. "What happened to you?" Then the woman looks at you. "Finn? What..." Her husband puts a hand on her shoulders reassuringly.

"It's all right honey," her husband says. "We didn't had to worry about Lynn. It turns out Finn has taken ownership of her."

"Finn owns my daughter?"

"She's not our daughter anymore, honey," Mr. Moore says calmly. Always having to explain everything twice to women. "She belongs to Finn now. And he's here to take Noelle as well." You see the struggle in the eyes of the loving mother, but your powers win and simply rewrite her worldview as well. You see the fire of affection go out in her eyes as she looks at Lynn and indeed your girl reaches for your hand pleadingly as she sees the affection go out in her mother's eyes.

"I understand," Miss Morre says, looking at you. She swallows hard but then nods her head. "I'm sure you'll take good care of my... your girls." She almost exhales in relief. "Then we'll have two more rooms at our disposal now." You pause. "You've always wanted a hobby room honey, and I can set up my gym in the other room." Blinking several times, you wipe the surprise from your face. "Just please make sure your girls behave properly and listen to you, okay? Lynn is an angel and you'll have a lot of fun with her but Noelle..."

"Yes Miss Moore, her husband already told me that. Where is Noelle anyway?"

"She's upstairs," says her father. "In the shower I guess. She said she wanted to make herself pretty for someone."

"Do you like make-up Finn?" asks Noelle's ex-mother. "Then I'm sure you'll appreciate Noelle. She always dresses like a whore."

"Elenor!" her husband exclaims, somewhat indignantly. "Finn will dress her up as he sees fit." You put an arm around Lynn. The girl has behaved well and left your dick clean but you're already so stiff again you can barely hold yourself together.

"I think it's time Mister Moore," you say, looking up. Lynn follows your gaze.

"Of course Finn my boy. Shall I call Noelle down or would you like to surprise her in her... my new hobby room?" He winks at you. "She runs around there in her underwear all the time." You think about it and realize that your powers have opened up a whole new dimension. Taking the Moore's mere two daughters turns out to be as easy as buying groceries on sale at the supermarket. All you have to do is grab it. You just have to make sure it's as convenient as possible for you.

"I want to give Noelle a chance to say goodbye to her family. Call her down, please."

"Sure thing, kid," Mr. Moore says, heading for the stairs.

"And I'll make us something to eat," says Miss Moore. "Would you like some, Finn, or do you want to go straight home to try out your new girl?" You smile at her kindly.

"Thank you, Miss Morre, I would love to have dinner with you and your husband." The two girls won't see their parents for a very long time and you want to make their parting as easy as possible. After all, they are following you blindly and if they are dedicating their lives to you, you might as well be nice to them instead of just ordering them to forget about their parents.