Independence

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I've decided to split this chapter since there's no end in sight for the next one yet. That means at least two, but I suspect more like three chapters Finn, Lisa, and Rose. Giving Lisa a perfect transition into this new world is the biggest challenge I've ever faced as an author, and damn it, I want to do it right. So I'm not setting any limits on words or scenes and would rather publish it in multiple chapters than compromise. In the end, you'll get a chapter prep that you can read now, at least one chapter about Lisa's deflowering, and one chapter about Rose taking charge. I already know exactly how Lisa becomes a woman. If you want anything else from Rose, let me know and I'll talk to her. ;) For Lisa, I don't want to take my mouth too full because I already know pretty much how it will happen, but of course, you can share your ideas and wishes freely.

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Chapter 76

In the end, there's no doubt, and I wonder why I even asked the question.

"With you," Lisa says, gently taking Rose's hand. "I want you to be there." Rose seems incredibly proud and looks at me triumphantly.

"You're sure?" she asks Rose again. "Your first time. That's something a girl never gets back. You can have that all for yourself if you want." But Lisa is certain and shakes her head.

"I want to experience this with my sister."

"Hiiiiiiiiia," Rose sounds like a guinea pig on speed. "Okay sis," she squeals and hugs her tightly. Of course, no one asks me, but Lisa looks at me, and I nod. Then I have to laugh when Rose loses her patience, grabs Lisa, and leads her to the nearest subway station. I follow right behind.

"We have so much to prepare," she squeals and list things as if they want to go on vacation. "Should we go to our place?" Lisa inhales. "Oh no. Your place is better. Wait! Your father! Is he there?"

"No."

"Yes! Then we go to your place! You will feel good there. Come on!"

The ride through the New York subway feels like a security job for me. While Lisa and Rose are oblivious, I sit upright, constantly looking around. This is my job now. I'm responsible for the girls in my life.

Rose, on the other hand, snuggles comfortably against me and places her hands on my body while Lisa sits opposite me, staring absently at the passing dark wall in the window. It should really be the other way around: Lisa cuddling and Rose waiting, but it's good to see that Lisa feels no rivalry either. This day revolves around her, Rose knows that, and it feels good to be able to be close to her, nonetheless.

The subway is loud but not yet crowded at this time of day. So we arrive at Lisa's house just before the evening rush hour. The day is slowly drawing to a close, the air is warm, and a hint of black mixes with the sky as the streetlights cast a yellow glow on the street.

"Come in," Lisa says and leads us inside. "Dad's not here" she states after calling him.

"Good," Rose says, looking at me, that familiar sparkle in her eyes. I never used to see her like that, now almost every day. Horny as fuck. Lisa gets the hint.

“So…” She looks around, somewhat helplessly. “Should I bring snacks… or do you want something to drink? I could…” But she falls silent as Rose approaches her, stands in front of her, and takes her hands.

“You’re a perfect host, Lisa,” she says in a calm voice. Her cheeks are slightly flushed, but her voice is firm. “Don’t worry. Let’s go to your room and prepare.” Then she grabs my e-girlfriend, and I step behind Lisa.

“Show her your room,” I say to Lisa.

“Bathroom first,” Rose answers, her lips curled into a lustful snarl. “And you get your girls something to drink.”

“Wow,” I say, looking at my reflection while I touch up my makeup. “Your brush is way better than mine.” My voice is the only human sound in the room. We play soft, girly music on my phone to lift the mood, and the bright light is perfect for seeing us as beautiful women. But nothing seems to penetrate the comforting mist surrounding Lisa.

I'm jealous of her.

My first time wasn't as beautiful, safe, and loving as Lisa is about to experience. It was almost clinical. My boyfriend at the time was… well, he was like Finn, even better than Finn. But not anymore. I know who my heart belongs to and I feel no regret knowing I chose the right man in my brother. But I do look somewhat ruefully at the young girl standing next to me, styling her face with almost indifferent precision to be perfect for my brother while, surely, pictures fly past her inner eye. Pictures of sex and pain and uncertainty of the near future.

We're not sluts. That's not how I think of Lisa, and as for me… well… I'm rarely a slut. Certainly not today, I swear to myself. That wouldn't fit with what I want for my little sister. Lisa is perfect. For Finn. But also for me.

God, bro, please give her to me as a little sister and I'll do anything you want. Well…

Maybe I'll think of something I can give him that I'm not ready to give yet. I don't know how far I've climbed on this progress score thing, but I can't imagine anything I wouldn't give the love of my life. Not even playing second fiddle in his best friend's deflowering.

"Hey." I nudge the girl next to her. Speaking of deflowering. "Nervous?" Lisa turns her head, beautiful and innocent.

_Why was I so stupid and denied Finn _my own innocence? I'll never get that back. But he deserves it so much. How would our lives have turned out if I had recognized my feelings so long ago?

But the best thing I can do now is focus on Lisa and make sure her evening, her transition to womanhood, is as perfect as I want it to be for my newest sister. But Lisa is even better than I imagined.

“I’m so jealous of you,” Lisa says in a low voice, and even as she says this, she has such a warm and heartfelt smile on her lips. Her words almost make me collapse with laughter, and while I clutch the sink in a panic, my mouth wide open with hilarity, Lisa stares at me in shock.

“Wait, wait, wait. You’re jealous of me? Why the fuck?” Lisa looks stunned and chews air while searching for words while I look to not ruin my eyeliner with my tears.

“Because… well…” I pull myself together, take a deep breath, try to dampen my tears with wobbling hands, and look at Lisa warmly. Fuck, she’s so cute, I could fuck her right here. Then Lisa clenches her teeth and hands together. “Because you’re so strong. You’re not nervous at all and always prepared for everything. I can’t do that. That’s why I wanted you to be there. I don’t even know what to do.” She starts gesturing with her hands, and where I would react shrilly and frantically with nervousness, she remains calm and quiet. “I don’t even know where everything belongs, you know? And what does it mean to be his girlfriend? What if I do something wrong? And what if he wants something from me and I don’t know how to give it to him? And what if I lose control and say something that hurts him? And how rough should I touch him? I don’t even know what hurts him or what he likes. And you said he was…” Her eyes grow big and she stretches her hands in the same gesture as I used to show her how big her boyfriend is.

“Hey there,” I say, and pull her into my arms. “Calm down, sis. Stay calm, okay? Breathe. Just breathe normally.” Together we stand, arm in arm, in this brightly lit, lavishly furnished bathroom that has everything ready to transform us into Finn’s perfect, fuckable cuddling girlfriends. I wish I had so many tools and resources available to make myself beautiful for my brother. But of course, no amount of money in the world can give you the knowledge that you are enough for your love, especially in this new and frightening situation. “Lisa,” I say sternly, a warm smile on my lips. “Look at me.” And she obeys. God, she’s such a good girl. God, I already love her.

“Can you help me?” she asks, her face hopeful. “I don’t know what to do. Maybe I should just sit here and watch what you do?” But I shake my head.

“Absolutely not, sis,” I say firmly, stroking her shoulders. She’s thinner than me, a little. And I’m not exactly voluptuous myself. But she definitely has the better ass. Her body radiates warmth, just like mine. Warmth to warm another person. And today we’re going to warm each other, little sister. God damn it girl, what are you doing with me? “Today is your day, Lisa,” I tell her. “Today you’re going to be my brother’s girlfriend. And we’re going to be sister-girlfriends.” I grin broadly. “I’m really looking forward to it, and we’re not putting it off.” Then my face softens. "Are you afraid of disappointing him?" Lisa nods, quietly, tenderly, femininely. She doesn't look me in the eye, trusting me. And I help her. Why the hell are polyamorous relationships so frowned upon? It's so simple when… But there's my answer. So simple… When you have the right man. A man. A man who leads us all. Sure, feminists don't like it, but that's the only way it works. A man who leads us. "Just do what he says," I laugh, knowing that I wouldn't have followed this advice myself until a few weeks ago. Now it's my credo. "Today will be your first time, and he'll take the lead anyway. You don't even need to think about it. No matter what you're afraid of or what you think you still need to work on. You don't have a choice today. And that's a good thing."

"I want him to lead," she confesses immediately. "But I don't know how to follow. Di I say anything when he orders me or just obey? Or does he want me to say things like you do? Should I be a good girl or... like you?" She blushes under her light makeup while I chuckle about her awkward pun. "What if I'm not enough?"

“Look,” I say calmly. “If you want to try something you think might work, just ask us. We’re here for you. Both of us.” I think for a moment. The things in my head, the words I think, speak, and live—these are words I don’t know. Maybe it’s the MCD, but deep down I know it’s me who has chosen to speak this way. And it feels good. Free. Self-determined. Feminine. “You’re a woman. That means Finn will take what he wants from you. It’s not your decision, and that also means you bear no responsibility. Your first time should be something you enjoy, and you can trust your boyfriend, okay? You have chosen him and he is thankful for that.” I pause for a moment. God, it feels so good to be able to speak like this. In front of Finn. But today is the first time I’m speaking like this in front of another woman. And I’m not afraid of being portrayed as weak and stupid, as a pick-me girl or a trad wife. _Heh. Jasmine _takes care of that anyway. Today I’m strong in submission. "You trust Finn, right?"

"Of course!" My provocative question elicits a clear reaction from Lisa, and I feel a little ashamed.

"Sorry," I confess. "I know how that must feel. If someone said something like that to me and my brother... But hey, that's all you need to know. He wants sex. You want to please him. And you trust him. It's that simple." Lisa, who was previously rock-solid in her conviction that she trusts Finn, softens when she realizes that I want to help her.

"That simple? You promise? I just have to do what he says?" I have to giggle.

"Shit, he's going to have so much fun with you." And Lisa smiles. Then I take her hands and hold them tight. "If you don't like something, just tell him. No means no, even if he's in control of your body. He knows what a real no sounds like, and he'll listen. You're in control. But you can also relinquish it if you want. He decides how things go here. What you do, when, and how you come." I grin mischievously. "Who you kiss and whose tits you lick. But you're the one who decides how he acts. Okay? Rough or gentle, long or short. It doesn't matter. You don't have to tell him. Not with words. But you trust him and can let him decide." Lisa nods, and I let her go. I glance at her one last time, then we both stand in front of the mirror again and look at ourselves. Just two girls, making sure we look pretty for our boyfriend.

"Do you always do it like this?" she finally asks without looking at me, gliding the lip gloss over her lips. I powder my cheeks pink. Finn knows how turned on I am by him.

"What? Submit to him? Not always. But often. Your boyfriend is a man who has to lead. That's, well... That's his destiny. He takes us and leads us. Look at my family. All losers. Now we're happy. But sometimes I take the lead too. My first time with him..." I have to grin and concentrate on applying my makeup. I use more than Lisa does. "I practically jumped him and we fucked all evening."

"Do you think I should do something like that too?" She still thinks like a girl who doesn't have a strong boyfriend. But she can't help it. As soon as my bro is done with her, those doubts disappear.

"Just enjoy it," I advise her kindly. "He'll take your virginity and then you'll be as depraved as me." Lisa looks at me, startled, and I have to laugh again. And this time Lisa joins in. We laugh so freely that her lip gloss falls into the sink. "No. Just kidding," I smirk as I place the lip gloss on the edge of the sink. "We're different, and that's a good thing, sis. But he's going to make us the same in a minute. Then we'll really be like sisters. Do you like that?"

"Then you'll be there for me too," she states matter-of-factly. "And I'll obey you." _Shit, Finn_, I bet you wanted to have this conversation with her. Sorry, bro, for taking this burden off your shoulders.

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"First and foremost, we both obey our boyfriend," I say firmly, feeling my pussy twitch. I need something inside me. I need you inside me, brother. "And as for us. As long as Finn doesn't decide, it's up to us how we feel about each other and how we treat each other." Lisa hesitates again. It's clear that making decisions today isn't something she can draw from a pool of information. Today is about leadership, and even though Finn is better at it than I am…

Perhaps you've already trained your little sister so well that I can try my hand at it too, Finn. Well, fuck it. Master.

My hand gently rests on Lisa's warm head.

"You can always rely on me, little sister," I say softly. "That's what I see in you, and if you allow me, then I will take care of you."

“I would love that,” Lisa said immediately, without having to think about it. “And if Finn allows it, then I would love to be your little sister.”

“Believe me,” I laugh. “That’s exactly what he wants for you. He won’t always be there, but I promise, if he’s ever needed like that, then I’ll be there for you.” And not only do my pussylips get wet at the perversely beautiful thought, my heart also becomes light as a feather. “That’s what big sisters are for.” And then it’s Lisa who hugs me.

“I will always listen to you, sis,” she says in that soft, gentle, and sweet voice. “I will submit to you. And if you want… and show me… then… then I can lead too.” Then she hugs me tighter. “Thank you for taking care of me, big sis.”

"But please forgive me," I chuckle, swallowing the laughter that creeps up my throat from my poor heart. "If I can't control myself anymore and things get, well, a little rougher. With Finn and me," I quickly add as Lisa looks at me questioningly. "Today I'll be very gentle with you. I promise. But, well..." Now it's my turn to push my hair back in a blush. "We're going to see each other naked in a minute..."

"That's okay with me," she admits. "You're a beautiful woman, and I want to be as strong as you." Then she smiles. "Even though I know now that I don't have to be."

"And I want to be as tender as you," I confess. "The calm way you submit to him, I wish I could be like that. But then I'll see him naked... In a few hours, you'll understand what it does to a girl to see her boyfriend naked. Then..." I exhale wistfully. “Sometimes I wish I could let myself be taken as gently as you do, instead of turning into a screaming fury with that cock splitting me in two.” Lisa’s eyes widen again at the memory of what she’ll soon have inside her.

“Can I watch then?” With that, she casts aside her worry and finds the same way I do: turning a difficult situation into something good with the help of other women.

“You can watch or participate,” I say. “He’ll decide what happens. That’s crucial. This only works if we all put our egos aside and are all his equal girlfriends. But don’t worry. You’re better at that than I am. So if he wants you to do something, you do it. And I promise you’ll like it.” For a brief moment, I allow myself to be a little more careless and indulge in my own past. The ideal version of this. The version we’ve always been together. “Letting a man enter your body is something really special, Lisa,” I say dreamily. “And I’m so jealous that your first will be him. There’s something about him, almost magical, you know? When he’s inside you, you know you belong to him. To no one else. Not even yourself. Does that scare you?” But she immediately shakes her head as she listens to my words. “When he’s inside you, it’s like he’s taking possession of you. You’ve never felt so feminine. I messed up, unfortunately. He wasn’t my first. But you’re doing it exactly right. I promise you. He…well… He’s not like a normal boyfriend, you know? Since he has so many of us, you don’t have to worry about him losing himself or acting inappropriately. Anything that might hold him back with you, he can act out with his other girls. And anything he can’t do with you today, he can make up for later with me and Jasmine.”

"So... no pressure." Not a question. A statement. Yes! You've got it, Rose! And all by simply speaking your truth.

"It's the most liberating experience you can imagine. You know you never have to worry again when he's there. You belong to him, just like so many others. You have him, everything he has. But you also have a group of people who feel exactly the same way. And when you've been fucked by him often enough, you start fucking him yourself." Lisa giggles at the harsh language but doesn't object. "You fuck other girls. You fuck hard and fast. You make love. Sometimes alone with him. Sometimes with me. Sometimes with others. You always do what he says, and you always know that nothing bad can happen. That's true freedom. For real." I inhale. "Submitting to him is the most liberating thing you can do. Under him you will get strong and secure and the woman you want to be. It's because he will help you become that woman. And today, you will take the first step in becoming this woman. By giving him your virginity and becoming his woman." I clear my throat. "So yeah. No pressure." My lips curl into a wicked grin. "Except when his monster thing hits your inner wall and shows you that there's so much more room inside you that he can fill." Lisa purses her lips and giggles as she blushes. She has no idea what I'm talking about, but she trusts me to tell the truth. And I'm so proud. Then we both laugh and I kiss her on the cheek. "Come on. He's probably already waiting, and I need something to wear." My eyes sparkle. "You surely have something I can borrow?" Lisa jumps up and down excitedly at the thought of sharing her bedroom with me.

"God damn it," I murmur as I lean deep into the huge, expensive refrigerator that Mr. Moreau bought. There's so much money in this house that I can hardly believe it, but Lisa and her dad eat much healthier than our family. No soda and hardly any ****, even though I want to avoid it. I'm not nervous, something that surprises me greatly.

My feelings for Lisa are complex, so complex that it amazes me how easy it is for me to know that I'm about to be inside her in a few minutes. And all this with Rose by my side, her lipstick on my skin and her fingers on mine. Lisa, my Lisa, as everyone who's seen us together for even five minutes knows. She's my girl. She knows it, I know it, and everyone else knows it too. Rose, the little sexy beast, beat me to it, but yes, Lisa really is like the little sister I always wanted, and now that Tammy and Jasmine are no longer sisters and Rose has also taken a different place, only Lisa remains, filling that role so wonderfully. She's trusting, loyal, calm, and obedient. Not sexually, I realize. We have no experience in that. Similar to Rose, my attraction to Lisa hid during the years of suffering and erupted with the MCD like a dormant volcano. But while the love between me and Rose boils like hot lava, the feelings between me and Lisa flow like a cool, clear mountain stream.

While with Rose I can experience the thrill of something new—wild, passionate sex with lots of spit and cum—it's different with Lisa. I want to serve her as she serves me. That's why I want both of these girls to be able to show their feelings for me. Because no matter how hot Rose is, she's still a **** flower whose thorns must be handled without getting hurt. She's still afraid of the world, but thanks to me, she's experiencing it for the first time in all its vibrant glory. Hence her fiery way of attacking me like a lioness and squeezing my cock inside her.

Lisa is like a delicate bird in my hand, beautiful in her form, but her wounds are different from those with Rose. While Rose and I heal through vibrant love, I want to help Lisa become the woman she wants to be with warm confidence.

As for the two of them together, I have no doubts. I trust both women too much. I'm sure they giggle and share fantasies about me. Calm down, Lynchwood, I tell myself. You have no idea what goes on in women's minds. You're a man, so focus on the things you can control.

So, first, I concentrate on finding a large bottle of cold apple juice, pouring it into an expensive-looking pitcher, and adding several large ice cubes. Today is about Lisa. Rose has been there every step of the way as I transformed from a victim like her into something bigger. And bigger I have become. Lisa, sweet and innocent, is going to get everything today that everyone else has had so much more time for.

But she'll manage it. Because that's why I'm going to sleep with her tonight. I'm a little envious of Rose for being able to spend time with her. Surely she'll see how strong Lisa really is.

“My two strong girls,” I say, remembering who they are. Yes, I'm the one who brought them together, nurtured their strength, and brought it out. But there was something in them, in both of them, that I've always admired. Rose remained true to herself even though life tried to break her. She fought against it and now fights by my side. And Lisa was indeed broken, experienced worse than Rose and I combined, and yet she didn't lose the innocence and warmth in her heart. And now she warms me with these gifts while allowing me to give her what I need to live.

Yes. I have a threesome with two girls so incredibly beautiful that I, with my male mind geared towards recognizing beauty and fertility, can hardly comprehend it. But inside, they are so perfect that I can barely put it into words.

Because they chose me. Both of them. And it has nothing to do with beauty, makeup, or status. They both decided that this is the life they want to live.

Rose needs me. Lisa needs me.

And I need them both.

That's why I'm going to have sex with them right now.

But first. Because they trust me. And I want this to be perfect for them.

Rose Lynchwood.

Extremely Sensitive Breasts I

Extremely Sensitive Vagina I

Lisa Moreau

Extremely Sensitive Vagina I

This should guarantee that both girls can enjoy their time with me and my "tool." I briefly consider removing Rose's Dream perk so I can fuck her ass, but then decide against it. These are the things I have to sacrifice, but beautifying her dreams is more important to me than fucking her ass. As for Lisa, I don't think I want to go further than vaginal sex today. I could buy Sensitive Mouth I and Slaved Taste Buds, but that would defeat the purpose of making Lisa's first time as natural as possible. No, a sensitive vagina is the least I can do for her. She can decide the rest herself.

And because they deserve the best from me.

Dream Body. 2000 tokens.

Muscles, height, and general appearance are optimized for the most desirable state.

Note: The most desirable state refers to the average of the collected unspoken desires of all activated subjects.

Note: The changes occur over a period of ten days to two months (depending on the user's physical condition and the ideal state for all activated subjects).

Note: Altered body physiology also means altered nutrient intake and vitamin requirements.

Note: The user's condition is re-evaluated at regular intervals and can change fluidly with altered needs or the activation of other subjects.

Well, okay. This is something for everyone involved. I like this. So my body is being adjusted to the fantasies of all my girls, and I'm actually clever enough at math to understand what that means. If one of the girls wants me extremely jagged and muscular, but the others don't care, then my body will only change slightly. If they all want an Adonis Finn, then I'll change drastically. And if they all just want me... I'm under no illusions. There will be changes to my body. My girls deserve it, and including them all sounds fair enough. In any case, this ensures that I look appealing to all my girls, even if it's within a comfortable average range. That's good for long-term planning.

As for short-term planning...

Max Sperm quantity: 400 tokens.

User produces ten times the quantity of cum in his balls in a fraction of the time.

Note: Extra calorie intake is highly recommended to avoid weakening the More Stamina Perk.

What can I say? With all the other perks in my collection, this is the logical choice and…

The thought of my girls disappearing under a curtain of cum is motivation enough. No explanation needed.

With these two changes and a token balance of, if I'm calculating correctly, 3900 tokens, it's time to go up there and make my dreams come true.

"Fuck it," I grin, grab the apple juice, and head upstairs to my two girlfriends. The glass pitcher is surprisingly cold in my hands, and I tread carefully as the house is bathed in a dim, warm light. Reaching Lisa's bedroom door, I stop.

I'm holding the apple juice in the wrong hand. With the hand that's holding the jug, I usually tap it and…

What's wrong with you, Lynchwood? Nervous?

Fuck yes, I'm nervous. My heart is pounding in my chest, my blood is thumping in my ears, and my damn eyes still haven't adjusted to the darkness. Warm, yellow light seeps in from under Lisa's door. Soft music is playing. Nothing else. And I'm standing here, swallowing hard.

It's not from fear or doubt. Rose and Lisa are waiting behind that door.

Rose, the woman I have to admit I've loved since the first time I saw her ****.

And Lisa, whom I've loved since the first time I saw her ****.

Rose and Lisa, whom I love because they are so strong.

Rose, whom I've seen naked so many times in this short time. In which I've been inside every hole, and whose look I know when she comes.

And Lisa, whom I already know so well, yet who is so new and ****, as if I were holding her for the very first time.

The demands alone could break me, but they don't. The task of satisfying two beautiful, similar, yet so different women in one evening could destroy me, MCD or not, but it doesn't.

I remain perfectly calm while my body trembles. Because Rose and Lisa love me, and there's nothing I need to be afraid of.

No. I'm so excited I almost drop my apple juice, knowing I'll only experience this moment once in my life. Rose, experienced and ready, Lisa, nervous and joyful, wait behind this door, and I'm so curious about what this moment will be like, a moment I'll remember for the rest of my life.

I don't care which hand I use as I place it on the doorknob and push open the door to Lisa's room.

Message from the author:

God, I love the chemistry between Rose and Lisa. I actually only wanted to show them briefly in the bathroom and have Finn wait on the bed. But I just couldn't stop having Lisa talk to Rose about her first time. They really are great sisters for each other.

Since I was so distracted by feminine perfection, the next chapter will include sex... I think. I haven't gotten there yet and I feel almost more nervous than Finn about taking Lisa's virginity. I really want to make it perfect for her. But everything is already planned and plotted. I want to make every step on the way to Lisa's climax beautiful and special. A big task for me, but the new week hasn't even started yet. :)

In the next chapter, I've found a sexy picture for Rose and a series of pictures for Lisa that are perfect for both girls. So you'll get something for your eyes as well as your mind.

For now, I wish you a great weekend and wish me luck that I do Lisa justice. ;)