Duel masters

By the time I had picked a deck and read enough cards to have some idea of how to play it, John had finished busting a nut in his sister's colossal ass.

He dismounted, hopping to the floor before placing a foot on the side of her bare cheek. Then he pushed, toppling Buttslut over.

"Woahwoahwoah!" She yelped as she hit the ground, thrown completely off-balance by a single push on her huge rear end. Sprawled on the floor, she tried in vain to get up, but failed on the first two tries.

On the third, John leaned over and slapped his cock across her face. It was impossibly long and thick, even half-hard, and it made a satisfying whap against her cheek.

"C'mon, get up," he laughed, wiping some jizz onto her lips. "Be a good 'lil Buttslut and run back to the van."

"I can't," she groaned, sounding more exasperated than angry. "Help me up?"

"Ask nicely," John said, still rubbing his cockhead all over her face.

She rolled her eyes, clearing her throat. "Please, Master... The ass you've blessed me with is just too big." Her voice was soft and pleading, even sensual... A complete 180 from her former tone. "I need a strong man to help me. I just can't function on my own..."

"Fine," John chuckled, offering her an arm.

With some difficulty, they managed to work together and get Buttslut back on her feet. Then she waddled out of the store, her wide rear barely fitting through the entrance.

Just outside the store, two women were on their way in. Through the glass door, I saw them say a few words to Buttslut... And then one of them hugged her and gave her a deep kiss on the lips, pawing at her huge ass all the while.

But soon they were **** apart by the other woman, and the two newcomers entered the shop.

"Alright, Jake... Allow me to introduce two more of my harem," John said, sitting down across from you and grabbing his own deck of cards.

While my new friend shuffled and got ready to play, I eyed up the two women. One looked relatively normal: a petite girl around my age, with short brown hair and freckles. She was wearing a thin, silky sun dress, which was just tight enough to show off her thin, fit body. I pegged her as John's sister, but she couldn't have had less in common with his older sis Buttslut.

The second woman was much curvier, and almost a foot taller. Her breasts were gigantic, some of the largest I'd seen since moving to the OZ. They strained against a classic white apron, which was the only thing she was wearing over her exaggerated hourglass figure.

"Meet Princess and Mommyslut," John said, a look of pride on his face. "I don't have to tell you who they used to be, do I?"

As John spoke, both of the lovely ladies approached him, leaned over, planted a kiss on his cheek. Mommyslut's came with a quick pat-down of his crotch, followed by a little smile.

"You're soft... Did your big sis drain you?"

"For now. Thanks, Mommy," he mumbled, gesturing for her to sit down. Mommyslut took the seat beside his, while Princess stood awkwardly nearby.

"So, uh... She looks normal," I said, nodding towards Princess. "I thought all your girls were, uh... Enhanced?" It felt a little awkward talking about John's sister right in front of her, but she didn't seem to react. She just kept looking around, giving her brother the occasional glance. There was something odd about the way she was looking at him, but I couldn't quite place it.

"Princess is definitely the most vanilla... Physically. But her mental mods were the most complicated to pull off, according to the doctors."

"What are they?"

"She's oblivious, for one thing. I guess the word is 'naive,' about anything perverted. If she can't rationalize it, she just ignores it."

I raised an eyebrow. "Sorry, what?"

"I'll just show you. Hey, Princess?"

His sister perked up immediately. "What's up, babe?"

"We're gonna hang out for a while. Why don't you take a seat, maybe beside my friend Jake there?"

"Kay. Nice to meet you, Jake," she said sweetly, pulling up a chair next to me.

Then John looked to me. "Put an arm around her shoulder."

"What?" I looked back and forth between them. John's request was relatively mundane by Madreput standards, but the way Princess was looking at him... She was clearly in love, and totally deaf to the words he was speaking. It made the whole thing... Awkward. "Are you sure?"

"Dude, just try it. It's cool, you'll see."

Nodding, I wrapped an arm around Princess. She flinched, but quickly relaxed.

"Oh! You're friendly," she giggled, as though I'd just done something slightly embarrassing.

John smiled. "Now grope her."

"I... Alright," I replied with a shrug, slipping a hand beneath her sun dress to feel up her small-yet-perky breasts.

This time, she didn't react at all. She just kept looking around, giving me and her brother the occasional smile as I tweaked her nipple.

"That's... Shit, that's kinda cool," I said. It was a little creepy, too, but I didn't want to piss John off by saying so. I wanted to know more. "Anything else going on with her?"

"Well, she's in love with me," John replied, flashing me a grin. "She was always a great sister... Really nice girl, loved me tons... But I made her in love with me."

"That's... Shit, that's actually pretty crazy." I had heard lots of guys talking about obedience and IQ mods and stuff, but never anything like this. "So the clinics here can pull off artificial love?"

"I mean, sorta. We just moved around the affection that was already there... Switched it from platonic to romantic. It was probably easier to pull off because she wanted it."

"Wait, what?"

"After I took ownership of the family and started turning them into my toys, Princess got a little jealous. I didn't have a 'thing' planned for her... Y'know, a big gimmick like Buttslut's booty or Mommyslut's tits." He leaned over and gave one of his mother's breasts a squeeze for emphasis; to my surprise, a dark stain appeared on the front of her apron.

"Ooh! I'm pretty full, honey," the busty MILF giggled. "Should I go pump, or...?"

"Nah, I might want some later," John said. "Uh, where was I?"

"Your sister wanted to... Be in love with you?"

"Oh, yeah. Yeah, she already loved me lots, and she's eager to please. Didn't want to become my third-favorite cumdump. So she was like 'hey, can you just... Make me fall in love with you?'" He chuckled. "How could I say no to that? I knew she'd make the perfect girlfriend."

Somewhere in John's explanation, Princess clued into what he was saying. "Aw, thanks babe," she said, touching his arm across the table.

"Alright... I'm ready. Let's play," John said decisively, drawing some cards. "You can use Princess if you want. She won't mind."

I still felt a little awkward, but I was definitely horny. After a moment's hesitation, I grabbed Princess by the shoulder and began to guide her beneath the table. She seemed to follow my movements automatically, gently pushing aside her chair and kneeling between my legs.

"Oh, here, I'll help," John said. "Open his fly and get to work, Princess."

The petite girl obeyed silently, and within moments she was slurping on my cockhead. The blowjob was dainty, careful, conservative... But she was also one of the more skilled cocksuckers I'd encountered since arriving here. She had me at full mast within seconds, while above the table I struggled to draw my own cards.

"Not bad, huh?" John looked thoughtful for a moment, then scooted his chair back a bit. "Hey Mommyslut?"

His mother sprang to attention. "Yes, sweetheart?"

"Titfuck." With that he turned back to his cards, clearly putting some serious thought into his strategy.

I tried to do the same, while John's mother crawled beneath the table and his sister tried to suck my soul out through my dick. We began to play, talking back and forth over the slurping of Princess's lips and the smack-smack-smack of Mommyslut's breasts on her son's crotch.

After already pulling off some scary moves within the first three turns, John glanced up at me. "So... You've got questions, yeah? What do you wanna know?