The End

10 years later

Lina walked into the Master bathroom and put her hands on her hips, "Like, what are you doing?"

The maid squeaked and turned to face Lina, dropping the phone she'd been holding on the ground. "L-Lina...I..." She looked around desperately, as if trying to find something to explain her behavior. She wasn't likely to find anything. She was supposed to be cleaning, not taking a nude selfie.

Lina stepped forward and picked up the maid outfit on the floor. It was nearly identical to the one Lina wore herself, except that it showed slightly less skin, at Lina's orders. Lina bunched it up and held it under her arm, "Since you think, uh, think it's fun to be nude on the job, I reckon you can do the job in the nude."

"But...but..."

Lina raised an eyebrow, "Who are you trying to send nudes to? Like...Master?"

The woman gulped and nodded slowly, "I...I know it's stupid but one of the other girls said...well...she said that's what she did and...and..." She trailed off.

Lina understood. Oliver had been pretty generous and she wasn't in top form mentally, but she wasn't so dumb she couldn't connect the dots, "You mean Haru? You want a baby too?"

The woman nodded. It might seem a little strange to want a baby with your new employer, especially on your second day on the job. Strange, if you didn't consider that Lina specifically only hired attractive women of color who were seeking the kind of life you'd get from becoming a mistress of a billionaire.

"Give me phone." Lina set down the clothes and held out her hand.

The maid hesitated, then picked it up and passed it to Lina. Lina opened the camera app, "Master like big boobs. Lift them up and bend like uh...towards me." The maid obeyed and Lina took several racy photos. She passed the phone back. "Now get back work. This count as you break!"

"But...my clothes."

Lina ignored her and turned to leave, taking the bundle of clothes with her.

She was looking forward for Master fucking her. Her sister wives transformation only kicked in after they'd done the deed, but she'd decided long ago that the best thing for this world was for Oliver to have many, many babies. She'd already given him 4 herself, but now she felt like any more would distract from her job as Head Maid too much. Besides it had taken a lot of convincing to get Master to put a baby in her, even with his mixed race baby fetish. He'd been worried if they had a girl her misogyny would hurt her. As fate would have it though she had 4 young boys that she doted on but she was pretty sure she would have been a good girl mom too.

Not that it was easy being a mom and a sex **** at the same time. They tried to put very clear boundaries to shield their kids from, well, everything about the game. Thankfully Lina had a transformation that made non-players just accept her behavior. It worked on the kids just as well as it did the daycare and school teachers. Nobody ever gave her a hard time for wearing this costume or refusing to make eye contact. Being unable to speak did make it hard to parent sometimes, but she'd learnt sign language and was teaching it to her boys to compensate.

Lina threw the maid uniform in her arms down the laundry chute and proceeded to the kitchen. Inside a pair of chefs were busy working on lunch. Lina tapped one on the shoulder and when she turned gave her a passionate kiss on the lips.

The girl beamed at her, "Lina! What was that for?"

Lina giggled, "I caught Riko nude in the bathroom. Sending nudes to Master!"

"You fucking didn't!?" The girl said, "Aw. Fuck. Fine. You win. How the hell do you find these women?"

Lina shrugged, "Take a slut to know a slut."

The girl looked at the other chef, "I was just about done, can you finish?"

The chef nodded and the girl took Lina's hand and led her downstairs to the basement. "Like a pretzel you said." Lina reminded her.

"I know, I know. Geez, never thought I'd have such a fucking demanding wife"

The girl opened a cabinet filled with varying lengths and thicknesses of rope. She selected one and tied one end to Lina's ankle. "Like a pretzel..." She repeated to herself. She'd been practicing Shibari lately, and had gotten quite good if she did say so herself. Of course when your model is the world's most flexible person AND they can't possible get hurt by it, well, it made things easier.

By the time the girl was done you could hardly see Lina through all the rope and Lina was completely motionless. The girl slapped Lina on the ass, or at least on the rope covering her ass, "I'll let Master know you're here. It'll be a fucking while though. Sit tight."

The girl left her all alone in that basement room, just as promised. Lina savored the tight bondage, and looked forward to Master's discovery. After all, he promised to fuck Lina stupid when he got home. And what else could a sex **** wish for?

---

Eliza stared hard into the face of the student opposite her. Then she glanced down at the report in front of her, and back to the student. "Mel...El will be blunt. You are dumb."

The other woman gasped. She'd probably never heard a teacher talk that way before.

Eliza continued, "If you pass, it will be pure luck. You have no skills, no smarts. All you have is boobs."

The young woman gasped, but Eliza ignored her and continued.

"Lo, thou were not born to be hidden. Elizariel sees the spark within you—a charm that is rare, a light meant to be nurtured. The world shall see your breasts and know greatness! Come, step into the path Elizariel offers. To bring pleasure to others is a most noble calling, and ye not need to forgo pleasure thyself. Work under Elizariel, and raise your gifts into brilliance. This is the your destiny. Reveal thy tits and reveal thy glory!"

As one of Eliza's students she was used to Ms. Price's sudden speeches, and the rather lewd content, but it was different this time. Ms. Price was talking about HER tits specifically. The student looked down at her chest. It was true that boys only tended to notice one thing about her. Or two things rather. Most girls too. She supposed it was fairly rare to wear a 32K bra without implants. And she had to admit that Ms. Price was right. She was enrolled in CEGEP because she didn't want the life her parents had planned for her. They'd already found her a husband. A real loser in her opinion. But to make it on her own she needed a job, a good one. CEGEP and then University had been her way out. Women could still become doctors, lawyers, engineers. They could still make enough to support themselves without needing a man. Well, without needing one to pay for them at least. She'd still need to find a proxy for some things, but that was possible with money too.

Except as Ms. Price said, her grades sucked. She tried so hard but it just didn't make sense to her. Some of her friends had already dropped out and resorted to arranged marriages or selling their bodies. Jenna had promised herself she wouldn't do that, but Ms. Price's offer was still tempting. She trusted Ms. Price , she really did, but still...

Eliza pulled out her phone, navigated to a page, and turned it around, "This is Nat. Watch. See her shows. You can do solo or not. Your choice."

Reluctantly the woman took the phone and started to scroll. After a while she noticed something, "There's no men in these videos..."

Eliza nodded, "Nat is gay. No men."

Suddenly it all made sense to her. She didn't have to prostitute herself. She COULD do this. No men. Well, not no men. Unlike Nat she wasn't gay. She just didn't want to owe a man. She could do videos like this, solo, just to make money. She could still date on the side. She could control her own destiny. She looked up at Eliza, "I'll do it."

Eliza smiled, "Glad to have you." She shook hands with her student and then went over details of moving into the mansion and starting work. There was no point in the student trying to graduate so she would drop out and get going right away.

Once the student had left she sent a message to Oliver. As the company's legal owner he had to approve the hire, he'd also have to open a bank account for her and set up an allowance. It was inconvenient having to jump through those hoops but Oliver never complain, and more importantly never said no.

Then she sent Rachel and Nat a message telling them she loved them and got ready for her next class.

When the school day was done Eliza stepped outside where she was immediately approached by the principal, "Eliza I hear you convinced a student to drop out."

She nodded, "Yes sir."

"She had a full semester left, that means we lost out on her tuition."

She nodded again, "Yes sir."

He sighed, "Assume the position." Eliza nodded a third time and put her hands on a nearby picnic table and pushed her butt out. The principal acted like he was exasperated, but she knew he loved getting to spank her. He always did his best to make sure his own hand was red by the end of it for a very specific reason.

When he was done Eliza noticed his hand, "Oh dear. Your hand. Let me help." She pulled up her shirt, exposing her breasts. She offered one to him and he eagerly suckled away, drinking her ambrosia. His hand healed immediately. Eliza wished she could heal her own butt the same way, but oh well, she'd be fine soon enough.

She stepped back as he finished, "Well El will go then."

"Just a moment, could I have your shirt?"

Eliza sighed and removed it, handing it to him. She wasn't wearing a bra so she was left topless in her skirt. She unfurled her wings and took off without another word. The game had fucked up a lot of this world, but giving her wings was the best thing ever. She loved flying over the city, it didn't matter that she had to do so topless. It made commuting a breeze and she could make it home in just minutes. Of course, she never did. She loved doing wide, slow arcs around the city before finally landing in the front yard of their mansion.

She'd just landed when the front door opened and two children ran out, "Mommy Eliza!" They shouted, running full speed. The crashed into either leg and wrapped her in big hugs.

She patted them on the back, "Hello Charlotte, Patrick. Were you kids good for Mommy Nat today?"

"Of course, we didn't fight or nothing."

"Right. 'Cept when we did."

"Yeah, cept then. But mostly not."

Eliza smiled and then looked up as Nat came outside, "Charlotte, Patrick, let Mommy get in. She wants to get changed out of her work clothes."

"Mommy's not wearing clothes." Charlotte said, pointing at Eliza's breasts.

"Just get inside kids, you promised to help make dinner."

"Ok!" The kids shouted in unison. They ran inside and Eliza followed them. It was amazing how alike they were. She supposed that made sense, considering they had the same father and were born 5 days apart, but she still found it fascinating. She followed them inside and after a quick kiss for Nat went to get changed.

Of course her new outfit was the same as her old one, she had a style to maintain after all. Then she headed to check on their employees and see if they had any issues. Given the nature of their work none of them had set schedules. They made videos whenever they felt like it, or whenever worked for their fans. It was convenient since it allowed Nat to homeschool the kids and still produce content at night. The number of girls living in the mansion changed constantly. Some girls got marriage offers and left, or decided they wanted a more normal career, they got too old or any other number of reasons. That was all fine with Eliza. She wasn't trying to **** anybody, she was just trying to take advantage while they were still young and hot. They currently had 7 cam girls on payroll, that would be 8 as soon as Oliver approved the new student.

After making her rounds she sat down at her own computer and went over the budget. She was perhaps the wrong person to be in charge of finances, but they had so much money coming in that it didn't really matter that Eliza was a little too generous when it came to paying employees, making charitable donations, and buying new toys, outfits and accessories. Nat in particular had become quite the money maker. Her ability to transform and instantly learn anything, combined with her automatic obedience towards men, meant that people were willing to throw money at her to have her fulfill all their fantasies. Besides Eliza had discovered a secret joy in shoplifting, she'd saved 10s, maybe 100s of thousands over the years by just not paying. An amazingly simple trick only available to her.

She heard Rachel getting home and shut down her computer to go welcome her. Rachel had someone in tow, "Hi Eliza. This is Penny. She's going to be fucking us tonight."

Penny waved, "Um, wow, you...you're an angel..."

Eliza nodded, a twinkle in her eye, "Yes, and El can make you see God."

Penny quivered and Rachel laughed, "She's not kidding. Eliza is the most generous lover you'll ever find. Come on it though, the fun doesn't start until the kids go to bed."

At the mention of kids they came running around the corner, "Mommy Rachel!"

"Come on kids, let's see what Nat's made for us."

"It's gross, Mommy made us put so many vegetables in."

"Ya, I wanted cheerios but Mommy said i had that for breakfast so I can't have it for dinner."

"Well Mommy is right," Rachel said, "But if you finish all your dinner you can have some milk."

"Yeah milk!" The kids ran back to the kitchen.

Eliza winked at Penny and then kissed Rachel passionately on the lips. "Come, let's eat." She finally said, breaking off the kids. She grabbed Rachel and Penny's hands and led them into the kitchen.

---

The girl crawled slowly across the living room floor. She reached the oversized dog bed in the corner and curled up in a ball on top of it. Then so slowly stretch up, grabbed her manuscript from beside the bed, and brought it closer to read it. She patted around the bed until she found her red pen and then started making markups.

After about an hour she heard a noise and looked up to see Dani waddling in. A grin spread across her face and she set the papers down and crawled towards Dani. Dani smiled at her but her smile faltered as the girl suddenly lifted up her dress to look underneath. Dani squealed and slapped the girl's hand away, "Bad girl. Sit."

The girl obediently sat back on her heels.

Dani grinned, "Now...lie down." The girl obeyed again. "Uh..roll over. Now...uh...shake a paw?" The girl reached up and shook Dani's hand. Dani giggled, "That's so weird. Oh right," She bent down and kissed the girl on the lips, "There, can you talk now?"

The girl nodded, "Yep!"

"So are you going to explain why you looked under my dress?"

She nodded again, "Lina said it's polite to check if pregnant women are wearing underwear. If you weren't I was going to offer you mine."

Dani raised an eyebrow, "Your thong? Ya. No thanks. So, how's my book looking?"

The girl bit her lip, "Well...to be honest..."

"Yes...?"

"It needs work. A lot of work," The girl admitted. Dani's face fell and the girl continued, "But the bones are good. Real good. I think it'll be a hit once we fix it up."

"Really? Oh my God, let's get started right away! I'll bring over a chair and..."

"Fucking slow down would you? I'm sorry but you ain't getting this done before you pop that baby out. The stress isn't good for you."

Dani sighed, "I know but-"

"No buts. Master told me not to let you get too stressed out. He says I'm supposed to keep you calm by any means necessary, although he specifically suggested we fuck."

"He did? Well, yeah of course he did. That's his answer for everything, isn't it?"

"Well if he's right he's right." The girl said.

"True enough..." Dani hesitated, then nodded, "Ok. But I'm not doing it on the floor! Come!" She ordered, and started to walk away. The girl followed her, ever eager to please.

---

Nat smiled as she watched the children playing in the yard. When they bought the place, or rather when Oliver had bought it, she'd only been thinking about how it would work for their business, but it really was a great place to raise kids too. It was rare to have such a big yard right in the city and they took full advantage. Nat had the kids out here nearly ever day, it was good for them to burn off some energy to get ready for more serious studying later on.

They'd considered sending the kids to school, they could afford the best private school education in the world after all, but they worried that the kids wouldn't have the same opportunities. In Lina's world Patrick was bound to be treated differently, better, than Charlotte. They didn't want that for their kids. Besides thanks to Nat's magical ability to transform, she was the best teacher in the world. It said so on her chest in fact, in big tattooed letters. Rachel had also used the chain to order her to know all the best teaching methods and all the knowledge she required to utilize it. Again Nat insisted she could be made smart even with a small chest, but she'd been stuck with G cups for a very long time now.

Nat heard the gate open and turned to see a neighbor and her kids walking in. "Hi Denise!" Nat waved.

"Hi Nat," Denise waved pack. Then she patted her kids on their backs, "Go play you two."

The kids ran off and Denise walked over to Nat, "You look like your ready to burst."

Nat chuckled, "You could say that. I'm certainly ready. It was easier and harder this time, if you know what I mean. I knew what to expect, but it's hard keeping up with these two." She smiled and rubbed her belly.

Denise smiled, "Trust me, I understand. Though it must have been harder with twins."

Nat smiled, "Yes. But I had help of course. Lots of help."

"'Spose that's true. Not many kids have 3 moms and no dad." Denise said, "Although I thought you were done. What made you decide to have another one after 7 years?"

Nat had been surprised herself actually. Not the getting pregnant, that had been planned of course. She'd never let a man touch her that way so there was never any chance of surprises. But she was surprised that one day she suddenly felt the strong desire to have another. It hadn't been easy the first time. First she had to truly, truly accept that she was a woman. She had for a long time accepted she'd never be a man again but there was a difference between that and getting pregnant. Doing the one thing only a woman could do.

Once she'd accepted herself and decided that she wanted a baby the next hard thing had been convincing Oliver. Of course it was a major life decision so she couldn't just go to a sperm bank or even find her own donor. She needed his permission. The first time she asked he said no immediately. He felt that it wouldn't be the right move for her, whatever that meant.

It wasn't until she followed Rachel's suggestion that she'd been successful. Rachel had made Nat Korean and beg for HIS baby. He'd said yes instantly. His fetish really wanted him to do things the natural way, but he had enough reason to know that would never happen. Still he'd agreed and he kept his promise and she'd given birth to a wonderful baby boy.

This time had been easier. She just had to remind Oliver how many of her fans loved when she was pregnant and that it would be good for her career. It was his baby again, of course, she knew he'd never give permission for her to have another man's kid. Even if she wasn't part of his Harem, he still felt responsible for them and in a sense took ownership.

Nat looked at Denise and smiled, "I just felt ready. Though I supposed it started when we visited their dad. A few of his mistress's are pregnant right now too and one has a newborn. The sight of that little baby...well, I just needed another."

"Your girlfriend's didn't try and get pregnant at the same time again?"

Nat shook her head, "No. Rachel's career is really taking off, she didn't want to take the time off. And Eliza, well Eliza says sperm is only any good on food..."

Denise made a face, but ignored how strange that comment was, "Well congratulations, sorry I didn't say that before. And you really don't mind watching them? I really don't mean to impose but my nanny quit so suddenly, I just didn't know who else to turn to."

Nat touched Denise's hand gently, "Of course I don't mind. They are lovely, and it's good for the kids to play together. Really, don't worry about it, until you find a new nanny I'll gladly watch them..." Nat rubbed her belly again, "Although you do have a deadline...once the baby comes..."

"I understand. Thank you so much. You're an angel."

Nat grinned, "That's Eliza actually, but you're welcome."

---

Oliver wiped the sweat from his face with a towel and then took a long drink of water. He set the bottle down and approached the barbell he had prepared. He clenched his fists and tried psyching himself up. He stepped forward until he was practically touching the bar and then bent down and wrapped his straps around it. He took a deep breath and braced himself. He squeezed the bar tightly and lifted. More, more, more until he stood straight up. He'd done it. He let go of the barbell which slammed to the ground in a thunderous clang. A new personal best.

"Wow, that was impressive." Oliver turned to see who'd spoken and saw a woman wearing the gym's uniform. She must be new, he'd never seen her before.

"Thanks, it's a new personal best actually." Oliver admitted.

She stepped closer and looked at the barbel, "675..." She looked up at him with a sly smile, "Can I tell you a secret?"

Oliver was pretty sure he knew exactly where this was going, after all he could see exactly how attractive women found him, so he nodded.

"Seeing guys lift like that makes me wet." She said with a giggle.

"Then can I tell you a secret?" Oliver asked. She nodded, "Well lifting like that makes me hard."

She boldly closed the distance between them and put her hand over his crotch, "Yes it...oh my God...you..." She hadn't been surprised to find he really was hard, but thanks to the boardgame Oliver's cock was one of the largest in the world. She looked up at him with a twinkle in her eyes, "I have the key to the back office..."

Oliver grinned, "I'd like to see it."

A few minutes later he was holding her up in the air while furiously fucking her. She screamed in pleasure as he completely filled her over and over again. He couldn't intentionally get her off, but that didn't mean she couldn't cum. After her first orgasm she begged to be put down because she was too sensitive and then immediately switched to blowing him. He only lasted a few seconds more before filling her mouth with his gigantic load.

Afterwards she caught her breath and stood up, "Holy fuck. That was the best sex I've ever had."

Oliver couldn't agree, "It was alright." He said.

"Alright?" She said incredulously, "You mean it gets better? C-can we do it again?"

Oliver picked a pen off the desk and grabbed a notepad. He wrote down his number, or rather his personal assistant's number. "Give my assistant a call."

She took the note and smiled, "A-And don't worry about those weights. I'll put them away. That's my job."

He raised an eyebrow, "I'll do it. I wouldn't want you to hurt yourself."

She didn't protest, probably because she really didn't want to put that much weight away. He believed she could do it, but it would take her a while. He got dressed and went back out to put the weights away, then he left the gym without showering.

His driver was waiting outside for him and he slipped into the car. She immediately pulled out and drove off without waiting for instructions, she knew him well after all.

His assistant sitting in the seat beside him. She'd been working on her laptop while waiting for him. Now she closed it and turned to him, "Master did you have a good workout?"

Oliver nodded, "Fucked the new girl."

"Excellent Sir. Worthy of a repeat?"

He nodded, "I liked how forward she was. Gave her your number."

"Very good. Are you still horny? I could blow you while we drive."

He shook his head, "Maybe later. Anything to report?"

She nodded, "Just this." And she handed him his phone.

He opened it to see a photo of a nude woman standing in his bathroom, "Ah, Lina sure knows how to pick them."

"Of course, she picked me after all." She said with a grin.

Oliver smiled, "I am really glad for that. I don't know how I'd keep my life organized without you. I love my girls but it would be chaos without you running the show."

"You flatter me Master, I really don't do that much."

"Nonsense, in fact...you deserve a raise. How much am I paying you anyway?"

"Nothing sir."

"Nothing?" Oliver said, confused, "I thought..." He didn't keep track of how much he paid everyone, but he was pretty sure he never made anyone work for free.

"I cut my wage to zero Sir. I figured it was a wasted expenditure. You pay for everything I need after all, what would I do with money?"

"Uh...well then is there anything else I could do for you? Anything that all."

"Anything?" She asked, hesitating. Then she nodded, "Well...if I might be so bold..." She looked over at his phone, still open to the nude maid, "I want what she wants."

"A baby? You want a baby?"

"I want your baby." She clarified, "I know I'm white and you prefer-"

"That doesn't matter. You know that."

She gulped, "I know but...well...I figured you didn't want me that way."

Oliver was confused, "I'm pretty sure we fucked on your first day..."

"I know," She blushed, "But I heard you forbade the others from using birth control but you made me take it..."

"Ah, I see. That's because I need you. But if we plan we can find and train a replacement for your maternity leave."

She squealed, "Really? Thank you so much. I'll stop taking it today! Oh, I'm going to call Lina, she's going to be so happy."

Oliver grinned and leaned back in his seat. Another baby huh. And Nat and Dani were pregnant already too. Before the game if someone told him he'd be having children with multiple women he would have laughed in their face. If they told him he'd have more than a dozen children with a dozen different women he would have had them committed. But here he was, planning yet another new addition to his family. Maybe at some point he'd stop, but he felt no desire to do so now. Besides the breeding fetish the game had given him, he realized he really had a thing for pregnant women, and becoming a father had been way more fulfilling than he'd ever imagined. He loved all of his kids, more than anything. He was actually tempted to **** Nat and the girls to move in so he could be more a father to their kids, never mind that Nat insisted he was just a sperm donor.

Of course he knew that they wouldn't forgive him for uprooting them like that. Nat would obey, and his financial leverage would **** the other two as well, but he knew Rachel in particular would make his life hell if he did something like that. At least they were never opposed to him dropping in, Rachel in particular was always glad when he did. Oliver had a transformation that made him unable to refuse offers of sex for money, but given his position nobody ever took advantage of that. Nobody except Rachel. Every time he visited them Rachel would slip a dollar into his hand and demand sex. Of course he didn't mind, and that's how Charlotte had come to be after all. Once their threesome had decided to be polyamorous with others Rachel had stopped limiting herself to women and explored her new bisexuality...although as far as Oliver knew he was the only man she'd ever slept with, which suited him just fine.

They arrived home and went inside. He went to go take a shower and found Dani and the girl cuddling in bed naked. The girl jumped up when she saw him, "Master! You look sweaty, can I lick you clean?"

He laughed, "Ya, come shower with me."

"Just a shower or..."

"Obviously not, when is it ever just a shower?" Oliver winked, "How are you doing Dani?"

"Still pregnant," She complained, "But the girl was right. Orgasms do make it easier."

"Good. If you need anything call Hanna, she's back now too." He turned to the girl, "Come." He ordered, walking into the bathroom.

"Oh I forgot, Lina's all tied up in the basement waiting for you Master." The girl said.

"Ah, of course she is. Well she can wait, can't she?" He wasn't being cruel, he knew she would be fine and the longer she was **** to wait the more intense her orgasm when he finally came to release her.

Oliver turned on the water and thought about how amazing his life was. Lina had fucked over the whole world with her wish, but somehow made him the prime benefactor. He sometimes wished for things to go back to normal, but that was only for the sake of his friends. When he was being selfish, which was most of the time, he thought that everything had turned out just fine.

---

Lakshmi sat at the booth smiling at everyone who walked by. The entirely male audience refused to make eye contact with her, although she couldn't blame thing having chosen an outfit specifically to draw their attention to her chest. It was working, but not as intended. The men stared, but none of them came to talk to her. She wasn't able to call out to them, so she was **** to sit here and smile like a pretty little doll and wait for someone to approach.

She wished she'd taken Oliver's advice. He'd offered to come with her, or to hire a male proxy, but she'd insisted that this was her game and she would be the one to promote it. What a fool she'd been. Oliver was always taking care of her and she just wanted to stand on her own for once, but it seems like she really did need him.

"Excuse me, can you tell me about your game?" A voice said.

She hadn't seen him approach, she turned and beamed at him, "Yes I can?" She said.

"You can?" He was confused. Right, the other reason Oliver had tried to send a man with her. She finished everything in a question.

"Yes, do you have questions?"

"Yes, is one of the dev team around? I own XXGames and had some technical questions."

"I am the developer? I made it all by myself?"

Still confused he decided to press on, "Y-you did? A w-woman? I mean not that a woman can't, just...well...with the implants and the makeup...I figured you were just a booth girl."

"These are real?" But of course he would never believe her, "Anyway, what are your questions?"

She spent a while talking to him. He had been skeptical at first, but it was obvious she knew her stuff. They were in the middle of talking when someone else walked up to the booth. She turned and saw Oliver standing there.

"Oliver what are you doing here?" She asked.

He grinned, "I'm sorry, I know I said you could do it on your own but I just couldn't stay away."

The man regarded Oliver, "You're the owner? I'm Pat from XXGames."

Oliver shook his hand, "Hi Pat. Yes I'm the owner but Lakshmi is the one who designed and built the program. She can answer any technical question."

They chatted with Pat for a little while and then exchanged business cards. Then Oliver turned to Lakshmi, "You doing ok?"

"What do you mean?" She asked innocently, squeezing her legs together.

"You know what I mean. You need a break?"

She tried to hold out, but her need was too much. She nodded, "I really really do, don't I?"

"Let's go. Your inability to raise your voice is great for fucking in public."

She blushed and nodded. The old her would have flipped him off, but that wasn't possible for her anymore. Still neither version of her would have actually been made. She grabbed his hand and lead him to the bathroom.

The convention had been well worth it. A few days later they got a call from Pat, and after some more due diligence Oliver sold the porn game to XXGames for $100,000. It wasn't a lot of money as far as Oliver was concerned, but for Lakshmi it meant she was contributing something to the household while doing something she loved, and there wasn't much more she could ask for that that.

Besides she'd made herself a promise, something she would do as soon as they sold the game. She turned to Oliver and tapped his shoulder.

"Yes?"

"Oliver, do remember how you said you'd give me anything I wanted after I sold the game?"

"I do...wait...don't tell me...not you too..."

She nodded, "Do you want to put a baby in me?"

Oliver grinned, "You'd better believe it." He slipped her dress off her shoulders and kissed her neck, "I love you."

"I love you too?" It sounded like a question, but they both knew it was real. Lakshmi had never intended to play 2nd fiddle, or 3rd, or 4th or whatever but in this new world she was fine with sharing him. It just meant she had so many sisters, nieces and nephew's to love. And soon, her own child. She loved him and their whole family. It wasn't the future she'd envisioned, but she was perfectly happy here. Well, she did wish someone would believe her tits were natural, but that was a minor complaint.

---

Rachel was hard at work. She was on her knees in the judge's chambers, his cock buried in her mouth. Thanks to her transformations this almost meant she could feel his cock sliding in and out of her pussy, but since it was just the two of them she couldn't experience any pleasure herself. It was really too bad, but she supposed she was doing this for work and not play so that was fine.

The judge finally came, filling her mouth with his delicious cum. She swallowed it greedily and then cleaned his cock with her mouth. She sat back on her heels and looked up at him, "Satisfied your honor?"

He nodded, "Er yes, very good. You've made a rather compelling argument."

She stood up and straightened her dress, "I'm glad you agree." She winked at him and made her leave.

About an hour later she was standing in court, his court, presenting her case. Just when she got to the good part the opposing counsel stood up and yelled, "Objection!"

Rachel stared at her, the poor fool. She had no idea what she was doing.

"Overruled." The judge said immediately.

"But-"

"I said overruled." The judge said more forcefully.

The woman grunted but sat back down. Poor thing, she didn't stand a chance. Not only was Rachel's case fairly solid, but the judge happened to be someone who worshipped her, not to mention that she'd just worshipped his cock.

A few hours later Rachel left the courthouse, fully satisfied with the outcome. Her client was satisfied too, or rather the client's husband who was paying her fees. It had been 10 years as the head of women's law, a field that didn't exist before Lina fucked the world up. She'd taken that and run with it to the point where her firm stood atop the whole world in that field. Even though she remained at the Montreal office she now found herself frequently flying around the country, and indeed the world, to represent the interests of the world's elite. She might still be discounted vs male counterparts but she was making more money now than she'd ever dreamed possible. Or Oliver was, she supposed, since most of her money went straight to his bank account. Still, he never objected to Eliza's requests for money so she couldn't complain too much. It's not like they were suffering.

Thinking about Oliver made her pussy twitch. The game had made her bisexual but she hadn't really explored that side of herself the first few years. She'd focused her relationship on Nat and Eliza while exploring fun, non-committed fun with interns, assistants and other girls they picked up. When she finally worked up the courage to fuck a man, it just had to be Oliver. Nat and Eliza refused to be part of threesomes with her but Oliver's harem had no problem sharing him. And when Nat decided to get pregnant Rachel had decided she would too. She had perfect control over her womb after all, and perfect control over Oliver. Just a single dollar and he came in her pussy, men really are so easy to manipulate.

Her phone rang and she answered it, "Rach. Nat. Baby. Now!" It was Eliza. The excitement in her voice was palpable.

Rachel squealed, "Oh my God! He's early! Fuck, I'll meet you there!" She turned to Monique beside her, "You're coming too. Someone has to let me into the building after all."

They hailed a taxi and were off in minutes. Rachel was going to be a mom again, she could hardly believe it. Even if Oliver was the biological father the three of them had agreed to raise their kids with all 3 of them as moms. It was a little confusing perhaps, but it worked for them. She sighed and realized she should probably call Oliver. He probably wouldn't make the birth but she imagined he'd leave straight away. She quickly dialed.

It was Hanna who answered, "Hello Rachel, Master is busy fucking Lina. How can I help?"

"Tell him to get his ass on a plane. Nat's in labor."

"We're already in the air. We'll be there in 30 minutes."

"B-how?" Rachel asked.

"I am very good at my job." Hanna replied as she hung up.

Rachel sighed. She didn't believe for a second that Hanna had predicted things, but she really was good at her job. Rachel had tried to steal her away from Oliver actually, but that woman was almost as fanatical as Lina was. Who knows where Lina found her both those two were peas in a pod.

"Step on it," She told the Driver, "We can't let Oliver beat us there."

---

Elsewhere a box sits on a coffee table. The lid is covered in decade's worth of dust. It's a board game, you wouldn't know it from it's present state. It's been sitting here, dormant, unused.

There's a click of a lock and a door creaks open. Footsteps come closer and closer. Someone peers over the coffee table and leans down to wipe the dust off. "Hey guys, look what I found. I think it's a boardgame. We should totally play it."