The Truth - Chapter 23

Again Mira was surprised. Jon’s control of his girls was intoxicating. She wanted to know what it was like to be a mannequin on command, totally out of control. That was when she realized that since she was on a mannequin, she could return to flesh. With Sarah’s chest pressed again some other Debra’s chest, Mira could not see the room. She just took a chance. She added zippers and clasps to the outfit and turned back to flesh wearing the red corset and stocking set. She ran her hands across Sarah’s now naked mannequin ass comparing the feeling of being stretched around it to the sense of touching it.

The TV showed the Sandra woman, now chestnut brown haired, lying in a shipping carton. Her eyes flashed green as she spoke. “Jon?” Mira interrupted bending down over the sofa back putting her arms around him.

Startled but without jumping, Jon turned. “Mira? Oh,” he laughed. “You can return to normal when on a mannequin. I forgot. Come around here and sit down if you have something to ask me.”

Mira stepped around the sofa and sat on Jon’s lap with her arm around his neck. “Jon, I think I want to join your harem.”

“Really? You want to find yourself trapped in mannequin form for hours at time, seemingly forgotten? Treated occasionally like furniture while I lay some other woman over your back and fuck her? These are the things you want? Debra flesh Debra. Debra, say nothing, make no sounds, I command it. Stand there and masturbate until I tell you to cum, I command it.”

Debra stood inches from the mannequins of Genny and Sarah and immediately started fingering herself.

“All of that sounds so hot,” Mira replied her eyes locked on Debra’s pussy. “Yes, I want to be the mannequin on the bottom of two people fucking. In fact, being the silky sheets on the bed would be good enough for me. Being between you and Sarah just now was so amazing and then you turned her into a mannequin and walked away. That was so hot. I’d love to know what Debra is experiencing right now, too.”

“I can write a spell write now that turns you into a mannequin in some random store right now. And no one would ever find you. You’d be there until someone decided they didn’t like something about you and moved you to a storeroom, forgotten. Then I get the store for myself.”

“That’s hot too, in its own way. And you could do that now without me joining your harem. But, I would hope you’d want to keep me around.”

“What about Henry?” Jon asked, turning serious.

“I’m sure it would take a while for him to notice. He has his own harem. There are two women in an apartment on the west side. He pays their rent. He doesn’t think I know about them. But I’ve even met them. They’re nice girls, half my age, and they make him happy. We have an open marriage. I make myself happy in other ways. And if that involves being your bitch, that’s my prerogative.”

At that point, Sandra announced she needed over twelve hours to fully charge.

Jon turned the TV off. He looked Mira over. “You are old enough to be my mother. That’s a bit weird for me.”

“You could change that.”

“I suppose so. But won’t people notice when you stop hosting parties or when you suddenly look 22 again?” Jon asked.

“Unless I’m in a box in a backroom at Macy’s why would I stop having parties? Sarah and the others would certainly be welcome at my parties. As for looking 22, you could make a lot of money as plastic surgeon. People won’t care how you did it if you did it well.”

“Contrary to what this room looks like, I’m trying to keep my magic use low key.”

“Of course you are, Mr. Purveyor-of-Robot-Sextoys.”

“Touché,” Jon admitted. “Sarah zentai Sarah. Tell me, how would you feel if I paraded you around the neighborhood dressed like that?”

“Well, first I’d adore being encased in a seamless bodysuit. That is just awesome. Do I have my body or her body?”

“You look fabulous,” Jon replied.

“Then sure. I like strutting my stuff. Um, shouldn’t you do something about Debra?”

Debra was so desperate to cum she was nearly fisting herself, her pussy was too slick to orgasm, and too slick to stop. She was breathing heavily but otherwise silent. Some drool was forming on her lips.

“Perhaps an hour from now.” Jon watched Mira looking at Debra. “You want that too, don’t you?”

“How can she do that without screaming in pain?”

“One of the perks of being in the harem is having a pussy that is always properly lubricated and being unable to experience pain caused by repetitive motions during sex.”

“You are not doing a good job convincing me not to become part of your harem.”

“I can see that,” Jon said. He walked over to the desk and pulled out a form. “If you want to join my harem, you just sign this form. Joining my harem is voluntary. But once you join, you are mine until I decide to get rid of you.”

Mira took the pen and signed the offered paper. “Now what?”

In reply, he said, “Mira naked Mira. Mira plugged 20 percent Mira. Mira mannequin Mira.” He turned Mira so Debra was in her line of sight. “Genny flesh Genny. Genny dressed casually Genny.”

Genny stood up, admiring how her chest jutted forward, the light T-shirt she was now wearing stretched over her enormous chest. “Oh my god, how can she do that for so long?” Genny said pointing at Debra.

“No pain and no orgasm mean no stopping. That and being commanded not to cum.” Jon explained.

“This place is so wild. Who’s the new girl?”

Jon laughed. “And I was just complaining – air quotes – the new girl – air quotes – was old enough to be my mother.”

“Mannequins are somewhat agless,” Genny commented. “I hesitate to ask what that plug is.”

“You haven’t been plugged? Genny plugged 20 percent Genny. How is it?”

Suddenly, Genny was filled by a plastic cock vibrating gently. She reached inside her underwear but could not touch the vibrator. “I suppose I’m not supposed to be able to remove that.”

“Nope,” Jon confirmed.

“Oh my god, I just realized I’m not going to get wet. That thing could sit inside me for days and no one would know.”

“As long as it was on this low setting, sure,” Jon agreed. “But I can tell you first hand, at 100 percent, it not only blows your mind. It rips it out and stomps up and down on your mind.”

“First hand?”

“Long story. Ask Sarah, Tracy or Irina some time. In any case, I need to get you on your way. Did you hear what was going on with Jerry?”

“You turned Sandra into a robot and gave her to him so he won’t need sex with me.”

“Well, I didn’t need to give him a substitute. I just thought it was ironic giving him Sandra.” He turned the TV on. Jerry’s apartment was dark. In the foyer Sandra lay in her shipping carton, plugged into the wall. “See, she doesn’t really look like Sandra in robot form.”

“That’s because you turned her into Jerry’s ideal woman.” Ginny looked at her crotch. “I so want to touch myself, but can’t.”

“I know,” Jon said. “I’ve removed from Jerry and you any effects Sandra created. She had not done them correctly in the first place and I see no reason for you to suck him off now that he has Sandra.”

“Thanks, I think,” she laughed.

“I want you to continue going to work and I don’t think anyone there would take you seriously with those basketballs on your chest.”

She cupped her breasts. “They are a bit silly. Can you fuck them before taking them away?”

“Certainly, but I’m not actually taking them away. Perhaps, putting them away is a better description,” Jon explained. “Actually, your hands are just where the need to be. Say to yourself, or just think ‘B cup’ three times.”

Genny said, “B cup, B cup, B cup.” And as she finished her breasts shrank to a perfect B cup. “Double D cup, Double D cup, Double D cup.” She said immediately and her breasts grew to double Ds. “Oh that perfect,” she squealed.

“Now, I command you to always go to work as a B cup and remain a B cup while there or while coworkers are present.”

“Booby pooper,” Genny joked. “How big can they get? Triple K cup, Triple K cup, Triple K cup.” The T-shirt ripped. Her breasts were nearly the size of beach balls, perfectly round and firm. “Oh my god,” she said. “I can barely reach my nipples.” She shook her torso and the movement of her breasts nearly knocked her down. “Why doesn’t my back hurt?”

“All part of the magic,” Jon joked. “Want me to fuck those?”

“I fear if I lay down I won’t be able to get back up.” With effort she made it seem like she was cupping the monstrosities on her chest and she said, “Double D cup, Double D cup, Double D cup.” As they shrank, she looked down. “I can see my feet again.” She took off her shirt. “I didn’t mean to tear this.”

“Lay down on the floor. Take a pillow for your neck,” Jon instructed. As she did so, Jon pulled out his dick and straddled her chest with his dick between her boobs. She immediately squeezed them around him. He stroked in and out between her tits.”

Genny moaned with delight. “I still can’t touch my pussy,” she complained.

“No need. Genny 50 percent Genny.”

As the vibrator became stronger, she opened her mouth and his cock entered it with each stroke. “Mmmm,” she cooed.

After a few moments, Jon reached back and cranked the plug to 100 percent while cumming all over Genny’s face. Then he stood up and came all over Mira, hosing her down from head to toe. Once he had her thoroughly covered he said, “Cum solid cum. Mira flesh Mira.” He turned to watch Genny buck and writhe. She was the first to be turned up to 100 without being spread eagled first. “Cum crumble cum.” He said after a moment.

Cracks formed on Genny’s face immediately and most of the cum was thrown clear from her face as she writhed in ecstasy on the floor. She moaned loudly in her pleasure.

After a moment Mira was extricating herself from the crumbling cum. “I didn’t realize I could move,” she laughed. As she cleared her face, she asked, “Have you looked at poor Debra recently?”

Debra was fisting herself, all five knuckles. Her other hand was squeezing her nipples like she was trying to get the last drops from a toothpaste tube. She was looking straight up. Her eyes were rolled back in her head. Drool spilled from her mouth, down her face and neck and onto her bare chest. Her knees wobbled slightly.

“Oh, my,” Jon said. “Debra teleport laying down on my bed teleport Debra. Follow me Mira.” They walked into the bedroom where Debra continued to fist herself. “Debra hold your arms straight out to the sides I command it. Mira lick Debra’s right hand clean I command it.”

Mira found herself rushing to the bed to lick Debra’s hand. It tasted of pussy but was not particularly wet. As she licked it, she had a good view of Jon. His cock was three times the width compared to the last time she had seen it. It was also over a foot long and all of it slid smoothly and easily into Debra’s overstretched pussy. He pulled it almost all the way out before pushing it all the way back in. Mira wanted to touch herself but the vibrator was in the way.

“Debra you may speak again,” Jon said.

“You are so fucking huge,” she screamed. “Oh, fuck me harder. Fuck me harder you fucking bastard. I need to cum. Make her do something more useful than lick my hand. Oh fucking god.”

“You heard the lady. Mira crawl under here and lick her pussy and my dick, I command it.”

Mira immediately crawled between him and the bed. She placed the tip of her tongue against Debra’s pussy and the middle of her tongue against the underside of his cock the best she could. Her nose was rubbing his dick as he fucked Debra. And Mira’s forehead was being slammed into by Jon’s balls with each stroke.

“Debra, you will cum only when I cum, I command it.”

“Make it snappy.”

“That’s no fun,” Jon said. “Jon no orgasms for one hour Jon.” His body shuddered and he redoubled his efforts to no effect.

“An hour?” Debra cried out. “You stupid fuck.” She ground herself against Mira’s face. “Oh god, another hour of this. I’ll go mad. Fuck me harder, damnit.”

“Okay, that’s enough. Sarah flesh Sarah. Get your ass in her Sarah, I command it.” As she arrived, Jon commanded. “Plug Debra’s mouth with your pussy I command it. Debra make Sarah cum with a smile on your face, I command it. Sarah, do not cum until I do.”

Sarah climbed onto the bed and sat on Debra’s face. Debra eagerly licked Sarah’s pussy.

After about ten minutes, Sarah commented, “Genny is still writhing on the floor from the magic dildo.”

“I’m aware of that,” Jon replied. “Shut up, lean backwards, and French kiss me.” He leaned forward and took her head in his hands and kissed her for the next fifty minutes or so. When the hour time limit was up, he exploded without warning filling Debra’s pussy with cum in an instant. Cum spilled all over Mira’s face but she could not stop licking Debra’s pussy and Jon’s cock. Sarah grinded her pussy against Debra’s face to prolong her own orgasm. Jon shrank his cock and pulled out quickly.

Mira picked her face up and since Debra’s pussy was right there, proceeded to continue licking it as she had been commanded to do so.

Sarah remained where she was told to be, covering Debra’s mouth.

Debra lay there with a stupid grin that no one could see, enjoying Mira licking her rapidly closing pussy.

Jon left them there and returned to the living room. He looked at Genny. She was not really writhing any more. Just the occasional twitch and low moan. “Genny plugged 0 percent Genny.” He put his hand on her shoulder.

She felt his hand and opened her eyes. His recent-sex scented dick hung near her face. She attempted to lick his cock.

“Really?” Jon asked. “After all that you see a cock and you want to suck it? Don’t let me stop you.

She grabbed his cock with one hand and pushed herself up with the other. She began to slowly suck on his cock. His cock grew in her hands and was pushing against the back of her throat. She could not move back from it as fast as it grew and soon she found the back of her head pressed against the back of the sofa and his cock was still pushing forward.

He laughed and in the next second his cock returned to normal length, no longer in her mouth at all. “Get up,” he said. “There will be other times for blow jobs.”

She got up and looked around. “Where is everybody? How long was I on the floor?”

“A little over an hour. The rest are still fucking around in the bed room. Genny dressed for sleep Genny.”

A silk bathrobe and fuzzy slippers appeared on Genny. “We’re going to bed?”

“You’re going to bed. Do you have any roommates in your apartment?”

“Actually, I live with my mother but if it’s after ten she should be asleep.”

“Good enough,” Jon said. “I’m going to teleport you home. Go to work tomorrow. You won’t be able to tell anyone about what goes on here. Remember you are ‘on call’ with me any time I want to fuck with you. And for all meanings of fuck with you.”

She leaned forward and kissed him. “I’m a good harem girl. Can I bring you a new girl sometime?”

“Only if you ask me before you ask her. Genny teleport her bedroom Genny.” Three down, he thought. “Debra mannequin Debra.”