With a bit of oddity.

It wasn’t unusual to feel warm in the morning. In fact, for Mason, it was downright common to feel cozy and toasty when he first woke up. Especially in the colder winter months the three women he shared the house with would do their best to eradicate the chill outside. But he knew something was different the second his alarm started beeping.

It also wasn’t too hard to figure out what had happened. Wet dreams were just kind of a fact of life. Only now his cock was long enough to pop up through his waistband. And he had the ability to absolutely coat his torso.

Grabbing his glasses and shutting off his alarm, Mason sat up and threw off his blanket. The good news was his dick was inside his shirt. The bad news was the growing dark patch made it clear that there was an insane mess behind the fabric.

Rolling his eyes and sighing heavily, Mason swung his legs over the edge of the bed and stood up. All it had taken was one glance at Lilith’s topless form. As he cast his mind back the teen simply couldn’t put the pieces together. In retrospect, they were just, admittedly wondrous, tits. But in the moment… Well, he just didn’t have the words to describe the overwhelming desire he felt. Or the pleasure that flooded his very being.

Mason realized that Lilith probably wasn’t exaggerating when she said he wasn’t ready for sex with a demon like her. But a niggling thought pulled at him. What if he was? What if he could be? What if he could have her?

He violently shook his head, blond hair bouncing wildly. If that was even possible it wasn’t about to happen today. Carefully, Mason rolled his shirt up and over his head. Then he did his best to use the unsullied back of the shirt to dry off his front. After crumpling up the soiled fabric and throwing it into his hamper, he quickly made his way towards the bathroom. But when he opened his bedroom door he stopped and groaned. The water was running in the shower.

Or rather all of the hot water was being used by Viv.

With one more beleaguered sigh, Mason flopped down at his desk. Then to think about something other than the chilly shower that awaited him, he picked up his phone to check (what else) Luxuria.

Morning sleepyhead! Have a nice night? I bet you did! And it looks like you weren’t the only one! Anywho, I’ve got a fun little update for you. Hope you like it and put it to good use! TTLY<3

You’ve got a new Awareness option! Since Yumi knows about the app you can now toggle her awareness independently. Hope that gives you some fun ideas!

Yumi Kamiya made out with your balls! You earned 250 silver for Yumi Kamiya and 25 gold for yourself! Plus a bonus of 25 silver for Yumi Kamiya and 2 gold for yourself!

You fucked Yumi Kamiya doggy style! Finally! And for bonus points, you pushed her head into a pillow and trapped all that lovely spunk inside her with her panties! You earned 1,500 silver for Yumi Kamiya and 150 gold for yourself! Plus a bonus of 150 silver for Yumi Kamiya and 15 gold for yourself!

Yumi Kamiya and Priscilla Skinner had a pair of very nice dreams about you! You earned 500 silver for Yumi Kamiya and 500 silver for Priscilla Skinner!

Unsurprisingly, that did give him a few ideas. Without hesitation, Mason started going through the various traits he had unlocked. None of them were that hard to decide on. For the most part, they could stay on the default, matching the Others setting. He made doubly sure that Yumi would remain unaware of his sister’s unusual pranks. But, with a smirk, he didn’t see any harm in letting Yumi in on Ms. Bailey’s traits.

Somehow Mason didn’t notice when the shower stopped. In fact, he didn’t notice the woman in his doorway until she spoke.

“All yours llorón,” Viv said with casual satisfaction.

When Mason looked up to offer a dry remark, he swallowed unconsciously and wished he hadn’t. The fit girl leaned casually against the door frame. Viv was only wearing two towels. One wrapped around her hair, while the other was wrapped tightly around her svelte form. It was as low cut as any tube top and shorter than any miniskirt. The copper skin of her toned legs and surprisingly ample cleavage as still glistening with the last touches of the water that had been running over her only a few minutes earlier.

“Did you leave me any hot water?” Thankfully, his mouth was already talking by the time the image reached his brain. That made it a little easier to hide his shock at the image before him. Or so he hoped, as he clenched his jaw and resolutely stared into his sister’s highly amused brown eyes.

“Worried about shrinkage? I thought you would find that helpful all things considered,” Viv taunted with a shit-eating grin and a waggling pinky. She was far too pleased with herself.

“Yes, yes,” Mason said sarcastically. “You’re so fucking clever. Seriously, though. Yes or no?”

“I guess you’ll just have to try your luck,” His sister said with cryptic delight. Then she spun around and strutted away with a titter. The tall teen did his best not to watch the way the edge of her towel bounced up and down as her hips swayed with each step. But he couldn’t do it. His eyes were glued to the little flashes of taut, flexing glutes. At least until Viv kicked her bedroom door shut behind her.

A message popped up on his phone as soon as the latch clicked.

Viviana Villanueva offered a quick tease of her ass! And you took full advantage of the show! Good on you! You earned 25 silver for Viviana Villanueva!

Once again Mason was left baffled and a little horny by Viv’s act. Could any of that have been on purpose? He had seen his sister in only a towel over the years. But had it ever been that short? Or that revealing? He didn’t remember it that way. But maybe he had just never noticed until the app opened his mind to the possibility.

But that question also wasn’t about to be answered there and then. So he got up and made his way to the bathroom. Hoping beyond hope that he wasn’t about to freeze his bits off, Mason closed the door and got in the shower. To his amazement, the water got all the way up to lukewarm. Sure it wasn’t anywhere near as nice as a hot shower, but it was worlds better than an actual cold one.

At least it was until this minuscule amount of warmth began to run out. Mason’s hand quickly latched onto the knob and twisted it. Without the warm water splashing his skin, he suddenly felt clammy and cold. He pulled away the curtain and half-blindly groped for a towel.

Only to find a bare metal bar.

Stepping out, Mason scooped his glasses off the counter. With everything now in focus, he looked around the bathroom. Then he looked in the closet. Then he looked at the floor.

“What the fuck Viv?” Mason groaned to himself.

There were no towels. None on the rack and none in the closet. Even his pajamas had vanished. It had to be her. Somehow Viv had gotten into the bathroom and stolen anything and everything he could use to dry off or cover himself.

Well, almost everything. The bath mat was pretty much soaked after two back-to-back showers. But Mason could use the fabric outer curtain to get at least some of the water off his body. But that was it.

Cracking open the door, Mason poked his head out into the hallway. Like Officer What’s-His-Face-He-Couldn’t-Remember-The-Name-Anymore had taught him back in elementary school he looked both ways before making the crossing. Only instead of cars, he kept his eyes peeled for his sister. The hairs on the back of his neck were standing on end.

But from the stairway to the far wall, there was neither hide nor hair of his older sister. Her door was even closed. And gratefully his moms were also nowhere to be found. So throwing open the door, Mason made a mad dash to his bedroom door.

Given that it was just a normal hallway, he wasn’t running for long. But feeling the air on his damp skin and the unfortunate flopping of his junk made it feel a lot longer. But much to his surprise, he made it to his bedroom without the sky falling. In fact, when Mason made it, he found a towel thrown onto his bed and his pajamas in the hamper. And even looking in his closet and under his bed didn’t reveal an excited Viv with a can of silly string, a jar of honey, or something that he would be equally annoyed to be coated in.

Something was wrong. And checking his phone only made him more confused.

Viviana Villanueva stole your towel and pants! And that’s it! I promise! You earned 500 silver for Viviana Villanueva!