Stellar SCIENCE!!!

Annie swirled a small beaker full of white liquid, a slowly fading glow radiating from it. Three more sealed beakers sat on my kitchen counter. Two of them weren't glowing at all anymore.

The newly pink-haired girl set the beaker next to the others with a disappointed sniff. She crossed her arms under her sparkly tits and turned to me. "You can still see the glowing?"

I nodded. "The first two are dark and the third is almost gone already. They shine brightest in the first minute then drop off fast. Though it slows again the dimmer it gets." Annie and Sam could see a faint glow for the first few seconds before it faded. Though, interestingly, they saw it as pink and blue respectively.

Annie glanced at the clock and scribbled in her notebook. "So the most obvious thing we can conclude is whatever effect your cum has only lasts fifteen minutes."

Sam popped her mouth off my dick. "His power also doesn't seem to wear out very quickly, all four samples glowed equally and unless it changes soon they last the same amount of time." She went right back to gathering sample number five. We didn't comment on her insight, Annie and I weren't surprised by the android's intelligence anymore. She might have been the smartest of the three of us even before her brain turned into a computer.

"Oh yeah, how many times have you cum in the last twenty-four hours Mason?" Annie asked, suckling on the tip of her pen without seeming to notice.

I groaned as I released into Sam's mouth. "Way more than should be possible. Like, at least once an hour on average?" Sam savored the taste for a moment before depositing it in a beaker. Well, the 'beakers' were just a set of identical glass jars we found in the kitchen.

After our first little orgy Friday night, we woke up Saturday afternoon and got right back to fucking. Turns out Sam has a sleep mode where her visor will go opaque and cover her eyes. Also, Annie made the cutest little snores. I, on the other hand, did not snore, all evidence to the contrary is vile slander.

Only when we stopped that evening to eat half the food in my kitchen did we realize we didn't stink of sex. I apparently had a subtle musk that the girls ensured me smelled amazing. Annie, maybe unsurprisingly, smelled like candy, while Sam barely smelled like anything.

What were we able to conclude from this information? Nothing. We had a vague theory that my magic cum made us this way because I didn't find sweat sexy? But, who knows. Maybe sweat interfered with the magic. Maybe hellhounds and gremlins would hunt us down otherwise.

Which led to Annie declaring this morning that we needed to do some SCIENCE!!! I am told the triple exclamations are vital to the process.

After a total of eight samples we ran out of beakers. Annie sighed and snapped her notebook closed. Her pink safety glasses dissolved into a pair of barrettes that pinned her hair back handsfree.

"I don't think we're gonna figure anything else out about your cum without some more equipment and another subject." Subject?

"Hnh! We can take a microscope and stuff from a lab at school, right? Oh, right there!" Sam let her head thunk to the kitchen table as she came around my pulsing dick. She turned her head to speak. "The AP bio teacher, Ms.Tanaka is kinda hot. We could recruit her, hit three birds with one brick and all that." I slid out of her, the last couple spurts painting the android's lower back, the pearly drops only standing against her skin by how they glowed to my sight.

"Ms.Tanaka is my favorite teacher!" Oh, good. Annie can talk some sense into— "We should totally change her too! I think she'd love this whole situation."

I put my hands in a T for time out. "Hey, hold on there. You were an accident and Annie practically pulled it out of me. I'm not gonna **** my cum down random women's throats." I had to keep telling myself that.

Sam rolled her eyes. "Then cum in my mouth and I can kiss them. That weird perception filter you guys were discussing this morning should let me do it."

"That's not the problem! I can't embed any commands in my cum if it's not going directly inside someone." That's a helluva sentence. "We have no idea what'll happen."

"Have you tried?"

I hesitated. "Well..." I looked at the freshest sample, still glowing faintly. I thought at it really hard, like everyone did after first watching Star Wars. Something clicked in my head and I jumped, losing the connection I'd just made. The dim light of my cum winked out.

"Uhhh..." I explained what just happened.

"Oh this is so exciting! You can project your thoughts and effect distant objects!" Annie bounced in place. "This is unbelievable. It breaks several known laws of physics—"

I caught her and stared into her swirly pink eyes. "Annie, I love you," a goofy grin appeared on her reddening cheeks, "but I'm pretty sure making matter and energy out of what looks like nothing is more impressive."

I waved a hand at my taller and more muscular form and her own curvier body, and then at the living android that used to be a human girl. Said android waved back while licking her other hand clean of cum.

"Oh, right." Her eyes widened as she looked down at her huge tits. She shifted side to side to watch them jiggle. "Where the fuck did all this mass come from? How did I not combust or get turbo cancer when my cells divided so rapidly?"

I could only shrug.

Any further discussion or experimentation was put on hold when a key jangled in the front door.

While Annie and I panicked, Sam yawned and put her rubber-soled feet on the table. "Why are you two so worried? They shouldn't notice anything weird."

Annie juggled the sample jars while I scrambled to put on my sweatpants. "We have no idea who that is! It could be the FBI, the CIA, some other secret agency that deals with magic!" Annie said while shoving the jars into my fridge.

"Like the TSA?" Sam smirked.

"Exactly! Like the TS..." Annie glared at the android. She puffed herself up and opened her mouth to go into lecture mode.

I put my arm around the bimbo's waist and brushed my thumb on her clit. She melted into me, annoyance forgotten. "Before you two start flirting again. I'm pretty sure it's just my dad's girlfriend. Annie, can you change your clothes into something else?"

She looked at her skimpy lap coat and boots. "What's wrong with them?"

I stared at her entirely uncovered pussy, navel, deep valley of cleavage, and the pink areola peeking out. I sighed. "Nothing. You're adorable as always." I kissed her on the forehead. She giggled.

Stella chose that moment to strut her way in, arms weighed down by bags, wearing a sundress with a plunging neckline and strappy sandals with an impractical heel. "Heyyy, Mason. So glad you could help me with the door. Ben must be sooo proud to have raised such a helpful..." There she goes. Annie's jaw slowly opened wider and wider and Sam sat up straight with a flat look on her face while Stella continued ranting.

"...but no! You're too busy fooling around with your little girlfriend—you can definitely do better than him, sweetie— to help me." The curvy blonde finally finished setting everything down and put her manicured hands on her hips. "Well? Did you finally run out of excuses?" She glared at me behind her gaudy sunglasses.

"Oh, Hello Stella! I didn't hear you come in, I thought you were gonna be at your 'sister's' all weekend." She huffed dismissively at my response. Well used to her tactics, I continued. "I'd like you to meet my girlfriend Annie, and this is our friend Sam." The android jutted her chin out at the older woman's dismissive sneer.

Annie, to her credit, tried to shake Stella's hand. They went up and down once before Stella dropped her hand and turned away.

"Ugh, I can't wait until you leave for college." She muttered just quietly enough for everyone to hear. Her heels clicked on the hardwood as she sauntered to my dad's bedroom.

Sam looked at me. "That's your stepmom?" Her jaw was clenched tight.

"She's only his girlfriend technically, but she's been living here for five years so..." I shrugged, uncomfortable and oddly validated by their reaction. My guy friends were usually jealous of me, and Elizabeth did her best to avoid interacting with the woman after the one night she was over for dinner.

"Does she always act like that?" Annie looked close to tears and buried her face into my shoulder.

I pet her head, any negative emotions still a bit too much for her. "That was actually pretty mild, either she liked you or her other boyfriend fucked her good last night."

"She's cheating on your dad?" Annie was flabbergasted.

"Yeah, dad didn't believe me when I told him and she managed to hide the evidence. I don't think he even cares that much if she fucks other guys on the side. They don't seem to really like each other, I've never seen them even hug."

"Why are they even dating?" Sam asked.

I shrugged. "She looks nothing like Mom and she has a great ass. Not a bad cook either." And dad made a decent salary as an engineer, I didn't say aloud.

Sam and Annie exchanged a glance. They nodded and looked at me expectantly.

"No." I said firmly. "Absolutely not. I am not putting my dick anywhere near Stella."

"You don't have to, I can suck you off and kiss her. And poof! No more bitchy Karen." Sam smiled when my dick twitched in my sweatpants.

Annie put her hand on my crotch. Her pink eyes pleading. "Pleeease, Mason? Do it for science?"

Sam laughed, "You just like to watch."

"That too."

"I..." Both of them pouted at me. My fragile resolve crumbled like dry sand. "Fine, but we're not fucking her, I'll try to see if I can make her loyal to my dad or something. Got it?" I crossed my arms, trying to pretend I was the one in charge here. They cheered.

Less than a minute later I was sitting with two girls taking turns sucking my cock. Discussing preferred techniques and how well I compared to the others Sam had handled.

I think the hottest part was they didn't seem to be doing it for my benefit. Legitimately considering the pros and cons of various shapes and sizes.

"Really Mason? In the kitchen? You better wipe up any mess you leave." Stella had changed into an old pair of jeans and one of Dad's old sweatshirts. The flicker of anger I felt at this woman wearing the same sweatshirt that Mom used to sleep in made what we were about to do even easier.

I groaned. "Don't worry, we'll keep things spotless." Sam eagerly accepted my cum.

A switch flipped in my head and the familiar energy gathered in my balls. This time it was even less exhausting and my thoughts stayed clear. I molded some metaphysical quality of my cum.

Loyalty Obedience Submission

My cum flashed a subdued steel gray as it flowed into Sam's mouth. It swirled and wobbled unsteadily like it knew the android was an invalid target. I had to focus to keep it stable as Sam ambled up to Stella.

"Urgh! Mason! What the fuck is in the fri—Mmmhmphf!?" Sam bent Stella's head down and pulled her into a forceful kiss. The blonde seemed annoyed then surprised as she swallowed my cum. She started humming at the taste. My dick hardened and Annie wiggled in my lap as we watched.

Stella seemed dazed as she broke the kiss, mouth open and face red as she breathed. "Wow, I see why you keep this thing arou—" She froze in place. Her green eyes glowed steel gray.

Sam guided her to the ground. "Do we want to record any of this Annie? That's how science works, right? Unless you write it down it's just fuckin' around." Annie gasped and ran off to find her phone.

I stood to watch. I didn't even try to hide my arousal as a woman I'd known for seven years warped and changed within a shimmering gray aura.

Annie ran in, already recording. "Here we have subject three. Early thirties blonde. About 5'8" and 145 pounds. Possible silicone implants. The subject was given the mutagenic agent through an intermediary—"

"Mutagenic agent?" Sam laughed.

Annie blushed. "I'm not gonna call it magic cum in official records!"

I raised an eyebrow. "We're hardly gonna submit this for peer review." At least, I sure hope not.

The android sighed fondly and shook her head. "How did I get stuck with you two nerds?"

Any response we could have made to that was interrupted by Stella giving off a final flash of light.

If I had to describe the new Stella in one word, it would be gray.

All the color seemed to have been drained out of her. Her hair? Platinum blonde. Her skin? Milk white. Her eyes? Silver. Even her outfit was a charcoal gray maid uniform.

The gray woman gasped and Sam helped her sit up, her breasts were a touch larger and barely wobbled in her frilly blouse at the movement. With a steady grace Stella had never shown she stood up and took in her surroundings, her silver eyes blank and her expression confused, she looked at least a decade younger with her face lacking her usual bitter sneer. Her hips and ass hadn't noticeably changed, though her legs were more toned.

Her eyes widened when she saw me. I tensed in preparation for a confrontation, but she simply clasped her gloved hands to her chest and bowed at the waist.

"I am at your service, Master." Her voice was quiet and smooth with a faint musical quality to it. A touch of a Mid-Atlantic accent had overwritten her former West Coast accent.

She stayed like that. Back straight and sensible shoes pressed together. Silvery hair hiding her face from view.

"Stella, tell me what you remember." I commanded.

She didn't react.

"Stella." Annie and I exchanged looks. "Maid. Answer me." There was a hint of worry in my last command.

This time she peeked through the curtain of her hair. She jumped and bowed her head deeper. "My apologies, Master! I did not know you were referring to me. I remember it is my purpose to serve you in whatever way you wish." Her perfect poise broke when she wiggled her hips ever so slightly.

My mouth was dry. "You don't remember who you were? You may stand to answer."

She rose smoothly, a placid little smile on her dark gray lips. "If I may be so bold, I suppose I was named Stella, before you owned me. I know almost nothing of what I was like however, my memory begins in this room and I know in my soul that I am meant to serve you and yours." She licked her lips with a teasing glint in her eyes.

Calm down, Mason. She's a gift for your father, Mason. Sam wasn't helping, she'd been sitting in the corner playing with her pussy this whole time. Annie had never stopped recording and started rolling her hips with my erection wedged between her slick thighs. I pulled her onto my lap as I sat back down. She wiggled into place happily.

I cleared my throat. "Yes, your name is Stella. Your purpose here is to maintain this household and serve as a sexual companion for my father when he returns tomorrow evening."

My new Maid's eyes flickered with disappointment, she stared at Annie's movements with sadness. Ah! No, no sad eyes! Resist!

Stella bowed her head. "As you wish, Master. I look forward to serving your father or...anyone else you may desire. I'm honored that you've chosen me. I swear that your home will be pristine and you and your guests shall never go hungry." She smiled and turned back to the fridge to prepare dinner. Of course, she just had to start at the bottom shelf and bend at the waist. Her skirt was very short and her uniform didn't seem to come with any underwear.

Oh sweet baby Zeus, what had I done to this woman?

Annie squealed and giggled as I pounded her bouncy bimbo body into the kitchen table, the sturdy oak shaking with every thrust as I worked out my frustrations. Stella was a little bit too eager to clean up the mess we made afterwards.

Sam was content to watch. Smug smile on her blue lips and fingers toying with her pussy.