A Lawson family reunion

When Miranda Lawson woke up she felt strange, her body was stiff and sore as if it hadn't moved in a very long time. Her chest felt heavy and her back was more raised than she was used to, but she seemed free to stand. When she did she took a glance around the room she was in, some sort of hospital room/storage closet.

She inspected the room and found a door with a full length mirror, and she couldn't help but check. In her reflection, Lawson saw her eyes shining brighter than she remembered their icy bubbly stare mesmerising even to her, going down she lifted a manicured finger to rest between her grotesquely inflated gorgeous plump golden lips cock pillows. Her outfit was butchered beyond recognition as always a latex skin suit that left her horrendous and unmanageable giant perky and sexy breasts sex melons exposed for no damn reason anyone to have a grope. Her see through bottoms showed off her once again disgustingly altered bouncy and tight buttocks ass meat and her vagina twat was covered barely demurely by a tacky and uncomfortable super duper cute g-string. Her skin tight thigh highs and borderline unmanageable sexy heeled boots and a horrendously tacky super duper cute ruffle microskirt completed her desecrated and broken normal image.

Something felt off felt good about today to Miranda. She tried to ponder why but this buzzing sensation left her genius and tactical empty and bubbly mind spinning. She remembered shadows and screams and discomfort and it confused and concerned scared and upset her. 'I should go find someone a big strong man to explain everything protect and take care of me.' She thought.

She left her room and wandered the halls before some blithering idiot strikingly handsome man bumped into her, groping kindly catching her breasts udders to stop her fall. She moaned in ecstasy as he pulled her back onto her feet by her nipple milk dispenser. "Like, excuse me sir. Do you know where I Miri am is, I she am is a bit lost." She giggled.

The handsome idiot man smiled at her in a creepy charming way and agreed to show her to her boss. 'This is great' she thought. 'I Miri can finally figure out what's going on.' The man groped a fistful of her buttocks placed a guiding hand on her cockteasing ass and led her down several winding corridors, stopping several times to paw at grab her breasts titties and oggle her stop her from walking into traffic.

Finally the pervert nice man led her to a big office door labeled The Illusive Man something she couldn't read. The bothersome trash perfect gentleman asked for a degrading justifiable reward, after all he spent the last half hour leading her in circles and pawin at her body walking her all the way here and keeping her safe. Surely it was too much the least she could do.

As Miranda dropped to her knees the pervert hotty removed the codpiece of his armor, freeing his foul smelling and hideous masculine smelling and gorgeous cock. She couldn't help but be repulsed by marvel at it, the way it throbbed and hardened in her tiny manicured hand. She just had to get up and run taste it. She leaned down and inhaled the gut wrenching lovely smell, sticking out her tongue she tasted its grotesque salty and masculine flavor. Finally something snapped inside her, and she simply had to taste this man's semen.

She opened her plump little cock holster and face planted this nice stranger’s pubes like a krogan headbutting... well anything. Gagging lightly as the strange shaft raped her throat entrance, she began to pucker and kiss the mans pubic bone and nutsack whilst his meat was burried in her face. The suction this created left the man moaning in no time and he grabbed 2 fistfuls of her hair and began to use them as handle bars to fuck her face.

She gurgled around his dick, happy her empty head could be so useful to such a kind stranger as a jerkoff toy, after all it wasn't useful for much else. She was a woman after all. Their heads were for cleaning, complementing, cooking, looking pretty, and fucking. Anything else was a man's job, and thus irrelevant to her. So if it didn't involve any of those things she simply forgot it. The empty space was just more room for yummy cock after all.

She continued to work her lips as her head was yanked up and down the shaft brutally, hollowing her cheeks and swallowing every time her nose met his groin so the throat spasms would please him. Eventually he held Miranda down on him, his cockhead bulging her throat and stopping her airway. Instead of panicking or suppressing her gags, she retched on him knowing the flutter of her throat cunt would feel divine for him. In addition she worked her tongue out and began to adoringly coat his balls in saliva to try and convince them her swampy face cunt led to a perfect place to plant his baby batter.

This proved too much for her temporary prince charming as he unloaded his spunk directly into her tummy. The warm thick liquid gushing down her sensitive throat caused her in turn to hose the floor between her knees with twat juice and set her quivering and gurgling, the sound reminiscent of a slutty kitten purring her affection. As her hunky hero pulled loose from her still sucking face cunt and tucked himself away, much to Miri's disappointment, he made vague excuses and platitudes that her service was adequate. This left her giddy, she was good enough, that was so awesome.

As the man left she turned to the big door and headed inside. Sitting on a chair, using some ginger cunt's ass pussy to jerk himself off while enjoying a smoke and brandy, was The Illusive Man. Across the room on the other side of a large table sat a familiar man, one she recognized as her father. She felt… no, not dread. Giddy… she was giddy at seeing the man who made her into such a lovely cockteasing fuckslut.

"DADDY!" She cried, running over on her heels and sliding to a stop on her knees and nuzzling the man's thigh. He gave her a wicked smile, one she lovingly returned, as his hand went to his belt and freed the cock that made her. With a hand on her head he coaxed it into her mouth which she happily obliged, eager to show him how much his princess had grown up.

Unseen by Miranda in the span of time from her walking in the room to lovingly suckling her father's manhood, Jack Harper removed his cock from his pet's warm and tight little ass pussy only to replace it with her mouth. He would never get tired of how quick these sluts went from ass to mouth, indoctrination be damned. His eyes drifted from his own meeting long entertainment, currently making out like a teenager with his nutsack to fix on the twisted reunion of father and daughter.

Miranda was always almost perfect, Henry did great work after all. If not for her infertility she would have been the peak of human femininity. However, without the ability to reproduce, she lost the title of female. In his newly opened eyes, opened by the Reapers, females of a species existed to give birth and raise children. Their place in society is an important one of nurturing the next generations, a place Miranda couldn't fill. So she was upgraded to be of better service to the part of the species meant to lead, fight, and forge the future for the generations to come.

Big heavy lips to please men and discourage speaking, as no valid thought could occur in that vapid little head of hers. Gigantic tits, hormonally enhanced to produce large quantities of a nutrient rich dietary supplement that was lactose free, for both the enjoyment and ease of care for men. Inflated derriere to jiggle and clap as she bounced it on the cocks of men to provide them relief. The twisting of her mind to think it had always been this way. All of it came together for a very impressive and slutty picture of the former cockteasing ice queen. She was never going to be the perfect woman but now Miranda Lawson could be the perfect living sex doll.

All this flew over Miri's head as she used her face to polish her progenitor's meat pole. She continued to lovingly kiss and suckle the shaft that created her as the men began to talk, boring stuff like whisky's, research, and galactic domination. Miri had a much more exciting thing to play with, and she mostly tuned them out except for a fun game she played to make her daddy moan mid sentence.

Miri kept up the game for a while, languidly worshipping her fathers cock and balls like idols to an ancient god. Eventually her Daddy grabbed a fistful of her hair and jerked her head forward until his shaft filled her throat and blocked her airway. She giggled and moaned as she felt it jerk and he let out a roar of approval. She leaked twat slime all over the floor as she came and continued to swallow, massaging the phallus even more as it fed her the best treat her airy little mind could think of.

As her father was an older man he began to soften after feeding her his cock cream. Miri desperately suckled and tongued the organ but nothing could be done and eventually she was simply messaging her father's flaccidness with her tongue. He began to run a hand lovingly through her hair while she did this so she simply kept it up. Though not as exciting it was still more fun than the snippets of 'manly conversation' she caught. Blah blah "according to plan." Blah blah blah "even Shepard will be augmented soon." 'Oh good for her...' thought Miri.

Blah blah bleh "really need to take a pee break." said her father. Miri being a good girl didn't want the older man to strain so she tapped his thigh, causing him to look down at her still suckling his softened cock. When the young woman merely glanced at his shaft wedged in between her lips and nodded, he merely shrugged and began to fill her slutty mouth with his wonderfully flavorful piss. When she began to swallow and moan his eyebrows briefly met his hair line and his old cock began to slowly harden again.

She didn't mind being used as a toilet for her fathers piss, he had done so much for her and was even now busy with 'man things' so she could keep being pretty, docile, and happy. If her drinking his piss made him hard then the more the better. It gave her another chance to play her new favorite game. Her father cleared his throat and continued his talks.

Blah blah "use the slut if you want." said her daddy.

Blah blah "waiting for this cunt for years!" her former employer exclaimed. Miri's eyes widened in shock as her slut tunnel was invaded by The Illusive Man. 'Very well, Miri does love a challenge...' she thought before her cunny was slammed to the hilt and two hands grabbed her copious booty and proceeded to bob her back and forth, spit roasting her enthusiastically between her father and her ex-boss. For an instant she idly wondered where the other toy went, before being interrupted by a moist kissing noise as The Illusive Man murmured "That's right bitch, tongue that asshole, make it sloppy."

That answered her question, so Miri returned to happily throwing her clapping ass meat back onto the man raping her useless cunt and pulling it off so she could skull fuck herself onto her own daddy's pleasure stick. Blah blah blah blah "uungh, shit." 'One point' she giggled. Blah blah blah, slurp suck gack, moan and groan, giggle gurgle gack. Her next hour or so was pleasently occupied doing the only thing she was good for, fucking and sucking men.

"So when can we move in and do this to Orianna?" Her father questioned. Her heart stopped and so did she, pausing mid thrust. The Illusive man gave her ass a vicious slap and she got moving again, not understanding why she reacted so. Surley little Ori would love to suck and fuck cock next to her big sister like a pair of proper whores... but that didn't feel right.

"Soon," the other man replied. "but we won't be going quite this far with her. Orianna is fertile, she would make excellent breeding stock." Yes, that must be why it felt wrong. Miri was useless for anything but sucking, fucking, and looking pretty. Ori on the other hand could do so much more like cook, clean, or make babies. The dick buried in her twitched as it released a deluge of nut into her sloppy twat, the twitching triggering a white out orgasm that made the feelings go away. As she shook and quivered from cumming she hacked up throat slime onto her daddy's lap, and when the empty meat where her brain was supposed to be started processing again she panicked and began to lick it up and clean it. Good girls didn't leave messes after all, that just wouldn't do.

The Illusive Man, still hard thanks to his own enhancements, switched to the former ice queen's very warm and welcoming asshole. As he inserted it, he forced the lucky slut that was giving him a prostate exam with her tongue to take a break to drown his meat in her own throat slime before forcing her head back between his cheeks. He grabbed ahold of Miri's fat rape melons like handles as he squatted behind her and used them to churn the spit on his cock into a proper frothy mess using her ass pussy.

After that for another few hours the boys talked while Miri and the other slut, Sarah maybe, were passed between the 2 as personal cum dolls. If the men weren't in their seats where both sluts nursed their cocks with loving mouths or tender tit wanks, then one of them was getting spitroasted like squealing meat while the other lavished tongue kisses on one man or the other's colon. When the meeting finally came to a close Miri and Sarah were allowed (read forced) to lick up any spilled come or cunt slime, after all cleanliness was a feminine job, not one for men.

When all was cleaned up, Miri's daddy placed a collar and leash around her neck. She looked up innocently at the man who had just spent hours fucking every hole his own daughter had, and she smiled. "Come on cunt, let's get your sister and get her enhanced so she can be just as happy as you." Her daddy explained, reaching down to pat her tangled hair. She sighed and nuzzled the hand, Miri was still confused but she was a dumb ditzy girl. Her daddy would take care of her, all she had to do was look pretty and please.