Surprising Supper

Having not really paid attention to the movie, Matt had only vague comments when Sam asked his opinion afterward. Clair, Sam and Brandon wandered off debating the plotline, Mary hit the kitchen, and Matt, somewhat wiped out from all the cumming (especially that last one, which seemed to take more out of him then others) took a nap.

"...up. WAKE UP!" Matt shot awake to find himself being shaken and yelled at by Michelle. She had climbed up on his bed and was kneeling over him, her stupendous breasts shaking all over, barely restrained by her ludicrous crop top.

"I'm up I'm up Jesus!" Matt yelled, batting her away by the boobs. "Oh my god, what? "

"It's time for dinner. Actually it was time like 15 minutes ago, Mom was yelling for you to come down and finally told me to go get you," Michelle replied. "You were half dead, man."

Matt yawned loudly, drawing an annoyed glare from Michelle. "What, I'm on vacation," Matt put in with a shrug.

"Come on already," Michelle said, reaching over to grab his arm and pulling it against her and sandwiching the arm in her cleavage. "I wanna eat already, lazy pants."

"I'm coming I'm coming," Matt replied, allowing her to drag him out of the bed as he enjoyed her tits on his arm for second. He got out of the bed, but she kept pulling and he nearly fell over. "Calm down!" he yelled, pulling his arm free. On the way past his thumb hooked on her top and it ripped free like tissue paper, ragged edges falling to the side. Michelle pulled again as Matt tried to regain his balance, making her bare breasts bounce several times.

"Oh come on, let go! I'm up, I'm up!" Michelle kept pulling Matt's arm, and he planted his feet and pulled free. "Are you trying to pull my arm off?"

"You know how mom is, we can't eat until everyone comes to the table," she said. She placed her hands on her hips, inadvertently thrusting her chest at Matt, and stomped her foot impatiently, causing her boobs to fly up and down.

"You were sent to get me, not disarm me," Matt shot back.

"Come on," she said again impatiently, reaching out to grab his arm again. Matt pulled away from her.

"If you think dragging me around is going to speed things up you can go fuck yourself," he replied. "I'll be down in... a... minute?" he started to say, trailing off.

Michelle's body rippled, like liquid, the surface poking outward as her body elongated. "Well cme n then," she said, some words being lost as her mouth was monetarily swamped in rippled as a second head pulled out of her own, the final word doubled as it issued from two mouths at once. As Matt watched, a second naked Michelle stepped out of the first, both bodies snapping back to normal. The naked Michelle reached out and lifted the clothed one up, the clothed one raising her legs and arms to wrap around the other without looking. Matt stared down and saw that the naked Michelle had one big difference: A giant dick sticking out of her crotch, which was as he looked on disappearing into the cunt of clothed Michelle, spearing through her frilly panties and unerringly entering her without any effort to aim by either of them. As Michelle settled onto herself, impaled to the hilt, the naked Michelle, who was no longer holding the other Michelle up as her own legs and arms seemed sufficient, put her hand on the clothed Michelle's hips and looked past herself to pout at Matt as clothed Michelle began steadily pumping herself up and down on the rod inside her. "Come on already!!!"

Matt was too nonplussed to do anything but go along as naked Michelle reached out and grabbed his arm again, pulling him along as she lead him downstairs, completely unaffected by having another of her bouncing on her dick the whole time.

"That took long enough," Mary commented when the two/three of them entered the kitchen. Everyone glanced their way, but seemed only to care that Matt was coming along with her, not that there was a naked, big dicked Michelle with a mostly clothed Michelle bouncing on her leading him to the table.

"He was sleeping like the dead," bouncing Michelle commented to Mary as they sat down. "Can we eat now?" naked Michelle asked Sarah. Mary and Sarah were on opposite sides of the fornicating pair, and each one had turned their head to address the person in question.

"Yes, we can eat," Sarah replied, setting some plates she had grabbed upon seeing Michelles and Matt entering the room as she sat back down. "You know we always eat together in this house on holidays," she added to Matt sternly. "I saw how tired you were after helping me with the bathroom earlier too. What are you doing for exercise at college? No never mind, you are coming to the gym with me tomorrow," she stated again, cutting off any chance Matt might have had to respond.

Rather than argue, Matt just numbly picked at his food as he watched clothed Michelle continue bouncing as naked Michelle ate around her moving counterpart, having no trouble eating even soup despite the visible and quite audible pounding going on. They were carrying on multiple conversations at once too, no one noticing one side of the table was talking to one Michelle and the other side to another, neither showing any sign they were fucking all the while.

Matt absent-mindedly ate, but couldn't help noticing he was once again rock hard from watching Michelle fuck herself. He instinctively reached down and started jerking off, then realized he didn't need to. On his right was Brandon, on the left was Hannah, not at all inconvenienced by having boobs so large she could barely grasp both hands together in front of them. Matt had to see them, and reached over and grabbed her shoulder. With only the gentlest of nudges he had his aunt on her knees if front of him, and stuck his dick in between her breasts. He might have thought to stick the tip in her mouth when he thrust up, but found her tits were so big he never came out the top. In fact, they were so large and firm he actually had trouble working them on his dick; there was a good hand or more of of empty cleavage between his dick and her chest. Frantic with horniness, Matt disregarded all finesse and slammed her tits up and down, squeezing her on his boner, as she just kept eating, not caring she had to reach behind herself and blindly grab food to bring it to her mouth, which she did unerringly. Matt made a game of it, trying to get her to drop her food, but even when he worked her up and down so fast her head was moving back and forth by almost a foot with each thrust, she didn't so much as spill a drop of her soup.

Matt grunted and came hard, slamming her tits down on himself, but not a drop escaped over the top of her cleavage. As he let go and sat back, he saw his cum already writhing in the depths of her cleavage, which was retreating faster than she was, as she had begun to get back into her seat. As he watched white fabric spread over her tits as they pulled inward, past her normal size and still shrinking, until they were two small but firm A-cups pressed tightly inside the formfitting top spreading over her. The fabric spread downward and formed a unitard over her crotch, tightly gripping her outlined pussy lips, cut so high her lips were barely covered. A V formed at her waist, then began to sprout pleated blue fabric, not a lot, just barely low enough to cover things. On top, a golden broach formed between her tight breasts, then A red ribbon sprouted, flowing around her and tying itself into a tight bow. A blue neckerchief started to flow from behind her neck, meeting up with the broach, ribbing formed on her shoulders, and some still liquid cum flowed down each arm, forming into white elbow length gloves. Some had also slid down her legs and formed read boots. A little bit flew to her hair, which wrapped itself in two buns as long tails grew out of it, red highlights forming on the front. As she sat down and two gold bands curved down to meet at a gem in her forehead, Matt realized she was dressed exactly like Sailor Moon. She had even lost some height while he had been paying attention to other things.

"Is there something on my face?" she asked, seeing Matt staring.