Three members of H.E.R.D.

I decided to call those three from Herd's team. My plan was to conquer the first of a hundred. A journey of a thousand miles begins with a single step and all that. Fucking a girl for a virgin sounds like a good start, but my dick thinks otherwise.

How can you resist trying to have a gangbang with three hot girls with cute horse ears? They were all under the influence of pheromones. Logic says to act carefully and consistently, not to attract attention to myself.

The longer my powers worked, the more chances I had for sex, and the more sex I had, the more loyal subordinates I had and therefore protection. My plan took time, and the more time passed, the stronger I became. Now I was in my most **** position. My brain said to act carefully, one from the squads would be enough for a start. Again, my dick thought otherwise, so I called the three members of the HERD squad to me.

Pheromones are tuned to submission and the desire to protect. My safety is the main thing. In the future, I will play with this, but for now, I need partners willing to serve me. Later, I will definitely find a combination so that even an Amazon bitch will accept my wandering hands and do nothing, but that will be later.

With almost 2 hours of heat in a cramped car, they should be in good spirits. Luckily, my command scroll at work had all the agents' contacts. Security at the facility is such crap. The scroll didn't even have a password, but it had all the available information on every agent of the terrorist organization White Fang, with comments on their missions, photos and histories.

"We need to work on security," I complained, typing up invitations for three horse girls. "It would be awkward to take over a White Fang department and then go to jail because of shitty security. Although, maybe I'm overdoing it? I'm in a cartoon about magical girls with cool guns."

"No, we take this seriously. It's Real life. Message sent. These are problems for later, right now, there are more important things. I have a gangbang coming up. The main question is whether to replace the bull's penis with a horse's. It would be in line with all the canons."

The answer from all three on my scroll within one minute pleased me. My plan was simple, and it was only necessary to wait for my targets to come to my lair with closed windows and skills working at 100%. And they came.

While my abilities worked on their bodies, I analyzed their past operations out loud and asked questions. Improvised Briefing on the current situation with the separation of the white fang. I sat at the table that hid the tent of my rebellious member, rushing into battle.

Blood flowed from the brain to the member, and my questions were exhausted, as were my patience and attempts to hide lustful glances and smiles. But the three Fauns fell under my spell faster.

Their professionalism fell when I once again looked at them. As the half-hour conversation progressed, they glanced, their serious professional faces disappeared, and redness appeared on their faces.

One moment I was looking at the scroll and asking questions about logistics, and then I looked up and realized that all three of them were ready. And instead of asking for the weekly food intake, I asked another question.

"Want to suck my dick?" Their synchronized nods confirmed that they were a good team.