Armie Field Is Incredible

Morgan Hultgren's Amazing Ass

Jenny Poussin

Chantel Zales

Bimbo In Latex

A Secretary's Duty

Young, Pink-Clad Sultry Bimbos

Malibu Barbie Bimbo Tammy Anne

Morgan Hultgren

FANTASY LIFE by Good Boy

Fantasy Life

Rick stirred his coffee tenderly, trying not bang the bang the spoon against the sides of the cup. Even the slightest noise would spit his head into tiny pieces.

“Hey Rick!” shouted Gary as he entered the office break room. “How was last night?!”

Rick grimaced, but couldn’t help smiling through the pain. “Yeah, yeah, making a lot of noise around the guy who drank too much. Very funny.”

Gary laughed, but made a visible effort to do it quietly. “Just how much did you drink?”

“I don’t know. Enough so that I... um...”

“Go on,” prodded Gary. “You know you’re guilty. Admit what you did.”

Rick sipped his coffee and shrugged. “Enough so I went home with a woman a few years older than me.”

Gary peaked out the break room door to make sure nobody would interrupt. “A ‘few’ years older? She looked more than a few. What was her name?”

Rick paused. He took a sip of his coffee. He paused again. “Bertha.”

Gary held his sides as he laughed.

“She says Bertha was a very popular name... in 1880.”

Gary wiped the tears from his eyes and nodded politely. “At least she has a sense of humor about her age.”

“Yeah! That’s why I liked her, because she was funny. And nice! Well... I think she was funny and nice. Congress really should outlaw half price beer night.”

“Do you remember what you two did after you left the bar?” asked Gary.

“Uh... yeah. I remember doing it four times.”

Gary whistled. “That’s impressive. I thought being that drunk would sap your energy.”

“Well, she may not have been as hot as Jenny in accounting—”

“Riiiiick,” said Gary indignantly.

“Okay, she may not be as hot as Jenny in accounting’s grandmother, but she was really enthusiastic. Take a look at the back of my head.”

He turned around and Gary leaned in for a look. A sizable chunk of black hair was missing from Rick’s scalp.

Gary laughed and grabbed an apple from the fruit basket. “How did you get through sex with a great-grandma?”

“It’s easy,” said Rick. “I just pretended she was someone else. At one point she was a sexy pirate. My imagination is incredibly powerful.”

“It must be. Well, she may not have been a honey, but if you had a good time, then it worked out.”

“So this is the last time you’ll give me crap for this?”

“Hell no!”

* * *

Bertha woke up with a huge smile on her face. She turned to see her large, black cat staring at her. “Morning, Mrs. Petunia.”

“Meow!”

“Oh, don’t be that way. That was wonderful last night!”

“Meow!”

“Well, who told you to watch! I certainly didn’t need beady green eyes staring at me as I made love.”

“Meowww.”

Bertha rolled out of the bed with several creaks from her withered body. “Okay, so it wasn’t ‘making love.’ It was fucking. Dear Goddess it was good fucking! I haven’t had sex like that in a hundred years!”

“Mee—”

“Okay, fine. I haven’t had sex at all in a hundred years,” said Bertha. She walked from the bedroom of her very old house into a private room she never showed visitors. A room full of bottles filled with strange liquids and boxes of exotic ingredients. In the middle stood an iron cauldron.

The old woman opened a drawer in a bureau and pulled out a wax doll with no features, then poked around the shelves looking for something else. “Where did I put it? I know I brought it in here while he was in the bathroom.”

The cat nudged Bertha’s foot. She held a clump of black hair in her mouth.

“Oh, thank you, Mrs. Petunia!” Bertha reached down to take the hair, but the cat turned her head to keep it away. “Now don’t be that way! I had an extremely good time last night and I plan to give him an extremely nice gift in return.”

The cat murmured, then dropped the hair in her mistresses hand. Then she petulantly said, “Mow.”

“Don’t be such a downer,” said Bertha as she stuck the hair onto the doll. She reached into a jar and sprinkled some gold powder over it, paused, then dumped a huge handful on the doll.

“MEOW!”

Bertha smiled at her cat. “Yes, I know I’m never supposed to use that much. But damn, it was good!”

She tossed the doll into the boiling pot and began reciting an incantation.

* * *

“Ahhh!” yelled Rick as his whole body stiffened. Half his coffee fell onto his keyboard and the other half covered him. He stood up so quickly that his chair fell backward.

“Are you okay?!” Melissa, his cubicle mate, jumped out of her seat and looked over him for burn damage.

Rick stopped squirming and checked himself. “I think I’m okay. I usually complain that the coffee here isn’t hot enough, but I don’t think I’m burned anywhere so today that’s a good thing.”

Then Rick realized that not only wasn’t he burned, but he felt great. His hangover was gone. Clear eyes, no headache, and he even felt kinda tingly. He knew it must be an adrenaline rush, but it felt like someone had hit the reset button on his whole body.

Melissa grabbed some tissues from her desk and began wiping off his shirt. “Be more careful, okay?” She smiled at him mockingly. “If you ever catch yourself on fire, make sure you don’t burn my desk. I just got it the way I like it.”

Rick smiled back, but didn’t say anything. He knew he should be feeling annoyed at himself, but the sudden loss of the hangover made him feel slightly euphoric. Plus, Melissa pawing at his chest felt pretty good.

Melissa wasn’t the hottest girl in the company, but she looked pretty cute. She leaned over to wipe a wet spot on his waist and her red curls brushed against his chest. They were cubicle mates and friends, which he was okay with. However, with her leaning over in front of him, Rick couldn’t help thinking of the times he’d fantasized about her leaning over further and pulling his cock out of his pants.

Rick froze as several hazy images appeared over Melissa’s head. He blinked hard, but the images remained. The pretty redhead didn’t notice anything, she just kept wiping up coffee. Rick pinched himself, but didn’t wake up. Not sure whether to question his sanity or not, he looked closer at the floating images.

The first one was of Melissa doing exactly what she was doing, wiping coffee off him casually. The next image was almost the same, but she was looking up at him with meaning in her eyes. The next picture still had her cleaning him up, but her movements were slower, more elegant, and the look on her face was clearly desire.

Rick skipped over all the images to look at the last one. It showed Melissa topless, on her knees, sucking his cock wildly.

“Hell yeah!” thought Rick.

The images disappeared. Before Rick could even wonder where they went, Mellisa dropped to her knees and tore her blouse off. He stood there stunned as she pulled off her bra, revealing her small breasts. Melissa looked up at him like a jungle animal and pulled his pants down before he could think of anything to say.

Rick’s eyes involuntarily slammed shut as she swallowed his cock. He could feel his entire shaft push through her mouth, until she buried the tip in her throat. The pressure felt incredible! A tiny voice in the back of his brain reminded him that they were at work, which was just enough to keep him from yelling. When she started bobbing her head back and forth he grabbed the desk behind him, the coffee running down his leg completely forgotten.

Several thrusts of her head sent waves of tingles through his spine. He opened his eyes and looked down at his office mate. Her mouth was a perfect ‘O’ around his cock and her cheeks were sunk in from suction, but he could see a smile in her eyes as she looked up at him. This was perfect.

“Well, almost perfect,” thought Rick as he looked down at her small chest. He’d always known she was pretty flat, but in his fantasizes he had exaggerated her breasts a bit. He felt greedy for thinking about this as she blew him, but she could definitely use a bigger set.

Images suddenly appeared above Melissa’s head again. Rick’s jaw dropped, but this time he had a small idea of what they meant. Each picture showed Melissa, but with different sized breasts. As the cute redhead reached up to finger his balls, Rick decided that however this was happening, if it worked like last time then focusing on one image would change her to match the image. He looked through the floating pictures above her head and found one that would give her fairly large breasts, but not so big that she couldn’t cover them up and keep them from dominating her appearance.

Then Melissa dropped his cock from her mouth and gobbled up both his balls, turning his brain to horny mush. He looked three images to the right and thought, “Fuck it, I want those huge tits in my hands!”

The images disappeared and Rick looked back down at his cubicle mate. Her breasts were huge, almost the size of her head. He reached down and fondled them as she sucked his balls and jerked his cock lovingly. His fingers sank into the soft, perfect breasts, eliciting a happy coo from Melissa.

Rick’s eyes rolled back in his head. Melissa dropped his balls and sucked his cock back into her mouth just in time to catch his cum. He sprayed load after load down her throat. The climax made him squeeze her breasts harder, which made her moan harder, which made him cum harder.

Finally, they finished. Barely able to think, Rick fastened his pants as Melissa put her bra and blouse back on. She looked at him like she hungered for more and Rick smiled at her giddily, not sure what to think.

“What are you two doing?!”

Rick spun around and saw their boss, Mr. Lorenzo. “Uh, nothing.” He glanced at Melissa, relieved to see that she’d finished redressing before the boss had gotten there.

“Nothing?” asked Mr. Lorenzo incredulously. “No, not nothing. I saw your head bobbing up and down, Rick. And don’t make an excuse, this is the fifth time I’ve talked to you two about something like this. We’ve gotten reports of strange behavior in this cubicle for a month now! ”

“A month?” thought Rick. He scratched his head, unable to think of an explanation. “Uh, sorry sir. We won’t do it again.”

The older man sighed, glanced down at Melissa’s huge rack with a look of understanding, then regained his stern demeanor. “Just not in the office, okay?”

“Yes, sir!” said Rick and Melissa together.

Rick sighed in relief as his boss left, then straightened up as Melissa’s hand settled on his crotch. She leaned in close and whispered into his ear. “Anytime, anywhere, any way!”

She slipped back into her desk chair and Rick just stood there watching her. Then he realized something odd. Her blouse and bra fit her new, huge breasts as if they’d always been that size.

* * *

The door to Gary’s office burst open and Rick rushed in. “Gary, what I’m about to say is ridiculous, but it’s true—”

“Close the door!” said Gary. As Rick closed it Gary looked back at his computer. “Don’t just swing the door open like that, I might be working on something sensitive.”

Rick looked at the computer monitor. “You have to shut the sewer water off before you can climb up to that balcony and get the shotgun.”

“Oh! Thanks, I’ve been beating my head against this puzzle for an hour. So what’s up?”

“Well, you know Melissa? In my cubicle?”

Gary rolled his eyes. “Oh, is that all? You want to brag again about doing the redhead with the huge breasts?”

Rick paused.

“I didn’t say stop.”

“Oh, well uh, yeah. We did something.”

Gary grinned wide. “I keep telling you, you need to put a webcam in your cubicle!”

“A: That’s disgusting—”

“Naturally.”

“And b: no, you’ve never told me that before. You couldn’t have because I’ve never done anything with her. And she never had huge breasts before today.”

“Ohhhh yes she did,” said Gary. “Unless I’ve been on drugs, she’s always had huge breasts. And you’ve been doing her since she moved into your cubicle. I don’t know why you hooked up with that old woman at the bar last night when you’re getting a dose of Melissa regularly.”

Rick pressed his fingers to his temples, trying to hold his sanity in. “Forget the woman from the bar, we’ve got to figure out what’s going on with Melissa. She never showed any interest in me before today, then I thought about her blowing me and she did. Her chest has always been flat, then I wanted her to be bigger and she was.”

Gary swiveled his chair back towards his computer. His fingers flew across the keyboard and soon pictures of the office Christmas party replaced his game. He turned back to his friend.

“Rick, who’s that in the picture?”

“That’s Melissa.”

“And whose ass is she holding?”

“Mine.”

“And how much cleavage is she showing?”

“About three acres.”

“So exactly how much did you have to drink last night?”

Rick stared at the picture. He couldn’t figure out what was happening. Obviously she had always been this way, but he knew that wasn’t true. Somehow he’d changed her to make these things be true.

He wondered if he could do it again. Rick looked at Gary and tried to picture him taller. Nothing happened. He imagined his friend dancing and singing the theme from Titanic, but nothing happened.

“Rick, why are you smiling at me like that?”

“I just thought of a funny image, that’s all.”

“Well that’s great, but I think your brain hasn’t recovered from last night yet.”

“No, no, I’m fine.” Rick moved towards the door. “I just... I had a weird dream after all the drinking and I guess I... nevermind.”

Gary laughed and turned his game back on as his friend closed the door behind him.

* * *

Rick worked hard through the rest of the day, worried that he had to make up some points with Mr. Lorenzo after almost getting caught earlier. Melissa made it very hard to concentrate, she didn’t miss a single chance to rub up against him or shoot him a seductive look. He thought about dragging her into a meeting room and bending her over a table, but then he decided he’d better figure out what had happened before he did anything more.

When quitting time arrived Rick turned to Melissa and said, “Well, I’m out. See you tomorrow.”

Melissa tilted her head slightly and smiled. Her right hand casually slid across her blouse, lightly stroking her right breast.

Rick practically leapt forward. He grabbed her pliant head and pulled her in for a kiss. Her lips parted to accept his tongue. He put his free hand on her chest and massaged it through her blouse.

As her hands grasped Rick’s butt, he pulled away and said, “Sorry! I really have to... Gotta go!” He left her breathing hard and smiling merrily.

Rick rushed out of the cubicle, afraid he’d let things get away from him if he didn’t get away from her. He’d already changed her so much, he didn’t want anything else weird to happen before he’d figured out what he’d done to her and how to control it. Did it even work any more? He thought about how he hadn’t been able to do anything to Gary.

“Oof!” Rick bounced off someone and landed on the floor. He shook his head to clear it, then noticed who was on the floor with him.

Jenny from accounting. The hottest girl in the company. She had the lightest natural blonde hair he’d ever seen and a face that could be on any magazine. She also had a tremendously curvy figure, which she always showed off in tight business dresses like the yellow one she wore today. Those curves included breasts that he used to think of as large, before the changes to Melissa.

As the thought of Melissa’s breasts pushed Rick’s gaze towards Jenny’s chest, the floating images appeared again. He saw a dozen Jennys, each with bigger breasts than the last. His hard cock ached in his pants and he smiled, then he realized what he was doing. He looked to the leftmost picture, the one of Jenny as she was now, and concentrated on it. The pictures disappeared and he breathed a sigh of relief, though there was a little regret, too.

“Are you okay?” asked Jenny as she got up.

“Yeah. Yeah, I’m just really clumsy today.”

The stunning blonde nodded and smiled. In an exaggerated southern accent she said, “Why, I do declare, clumsiness always comes from bein’ in such a hurry.”

“Nice! Your Scarlet O’Hara impression is getting really good.”

“Thanks,” said Jenny as she dusted herself off. “But try not to run me over again, okay? See you tomorrow.”

“Bye.” Rick let her walk by, watching her as she went. Then he turned and headed on to his car, hoping nobody noticed the tent in his trousers.

* * *

When Rick got to his small apartment, the first thing he did was get a beer and take stock of what he knew.

The power allowed him to change women, both physically and mentally.

All changes were retroactive, history changed to make them seem normal to everyone but him.

It didn’t seem to work on men, which he confirmed by trying it out on various people walking by his window. He got a variety of options when he looked at the women and thought about changing them, but no images ever appeared above the mens’ heads.

With a little experimenting he found out that it also didn’t work on objects, as his 20 inch TV stubbornly refused to turn into a plasma screen.

Still, he figured it had lots of possibilities. Rick smiled as he decided that he didn’t need to be so cautious. In fact, this ability practically demanded more testing. He put down his beer and changed into casual clothes, deciding to go to a bar and recruit test subjects.

After changing, Rick opened his apartment door with and found his landlady, Mrs. Riley, about to knock.

“You’re late with the rent.”

Rick forced a smile and nodded. “Sorry, ma’am. I forgot again.” He motioned for her to come inside.

“I don’t know why we have to do this every month,” said the heavily wrinkled old woman. “You have the money, you just make me come get it.”

“I’m sorry ma’am, I just can’t seem to get that check writing habit down.”

“Well, maybe this will help. From now on I’m holding you to the fifty dollar late fee all the other tenants pay.”

Rick opened his mouth to object, then reconsidered. “Yeah, that’s fair. Actually, that’s less than the fine at my last apartment building.”

“Jesus,” said Mrs. Riley. “I don’t know why my husband let you slide on that for so long. It’s been a year since his death and I’ve been letting you slide just because he did. So there must be something wrong with me, too.”

Rick smiled, pulling his checkbook out of a drawer as he remembered how much he’d liked Mr. Riley. Once he’d even asked the old guy how he’d ended up with a such a grumpy wife. That had made Mr. Riley tell Rick a couple of steamy stories about Mrs. Riley as a young woman that left the younger man unable to look at her for a week.

Rick stopped writing the check and looked up at Mrs. Riley.

“What’s wrong?” asked the old woman.

“Nothing,” said Rick as he thought about what she must have been like when she was younger. Images appeared over her head. The one on the far left showed her as she was, an old woman. Towards the right were images of a younger version. Rick’s vision settled on a version that looked to be in her late teens. He smiled, admitting to himself that with smooth skin and strawberry blonde hair, she’d been a very attractive teenager.

Then he thought about how strange it was to see the young version of his landlady in the same bland slacks and sweatshirt she was wearing now. That’s when all the images disappeared except the one he was looking at. A couple dozen other images other images appeared, radiating outward from that one along various paths. He followed one path and it showed the teenage Mrs. Riley getting more and more stylish, until the outer image looked showed her wearing clothes out of the most expensive fashion magazine.

“What’s wrong with you?” asked Mrs. Riley, looking over her head. “What are you staring at?”

“Just thinking something through.” Rick moved to another set of images, his cock regaining it’s hardness as he saw what it contained. These images showed the young version of Mrs. Riley looking more and more like a teeny bopper. This look had always been a weakness for him, so he looked at the most extreme version and concentrated on it.

“Oh my gawd, you’re such a freak,” said the new Miss Riley. She twirled one of her strawberry blonde pigtails in her finger and blew a bubble until it popped, then guided it back into her mouth with her little tongue. “When my Dad died I didn’t think running this place would mean putting up with a complete weirdo.”

“Sorry,” said Rick as he turned back to his checkbook and dated the check. He glanced at her again, but knowing what to do this time it didn’t take him long to expand the slender girl’s chest to almost as big as Mellisa’s, stretching out her pink tank top. As he signed the check he glanced her way again and put a Jessica Alba level butt under her bright, blue skirt.

“Her you go, Judy,” said Rick as he handed her the check. “I left the amount blank.”

“Why’d you do that?” The landlady took the check as she popped another bubble.

“I thought maybe I could talk you out of the $50 fine.”

The blonde girl rolled her eyes. “Like how?”

Rick imagined her being more cooperative, knowing that in his current state of arousal that would produce a specific results. Images appeared over the young landlady’s head, the most extreme one showing her bending over his couch and pointing at her ass. He decided to back off a little and chose an image a couple of steps more moderate than that one.

Judy smiled and twirled a pigtail again. She put the check down and picked up his empty beer bottle. “Maybe we could talk about it. Got any more beer?”

Rick got a couple of beers from the fridge. He handed her one while openly staring at her chest, knowing she wouldn’t mind. “Are you even legal to drink yet?”

The young girl tilted the bottle back for a long sip as she plopped down on Rick’s couch. “Close enough.”

He sat next to her and sipped his own beer. They looked at each other meaningfully as they drank, with him continuing to take small sips as she chugged it like a rare treat. Rick put his hand on her bare thigh, rubbing up and down slowly. His hand got higher and higher on each stroke, until he was pushing it up her skirt.

“So,” asked Judy as pulled out her gum and dropped it into her empty beer bottle. “How are you going to convince me to give you a break on rent?”

Rick stopped moving his hand for moment, then took her bottle and put it with his on his coffee table. He leaned over of the girl and kissed her, loving the sweet taste of her mouth. His hand went back up her skirt and found no panties as her hand snaked around him to grab his ass.

They kissed for a couple minutes, then Judy pushed him off. With a bit of an arrogant snort she pushed him onto his back, then climbed onto his waist as he pulled his legs up to lie on the couch. She pulled her pink tank top over head, revealing a large pink bra to hold her large breasts. Rick caught her tits as she released them from the bra. While he fondled them eagerly, she unbuttoned his pants and pulled out his throbbing cock.

“Sweet, it’s a big one! Gawd, running this stupid apartment building takes so much time. I haven’t been laid in weeks.”

Judy gave the cock a couple of quick jerks, then pushed it under her skirt and lined the head up with her pussy. They stayed that way for a moment, with him caressing her breasts and her rubbing the tip of his cock against her moist lips.

The blond girl pushed herself down with a groan. Rick lost his breath as her tight pussy swallowed his cock. He dropped her breasts and just enjoyed the sight of her and the feel of her pussy.

Judy moving up and down on his cock, slowly picking up the pace. She rode him like a bull, grabbing his hands and holding them like reins. Soon her heavy breasts bounced wildly with the motion, moving in rough circles as she twisted more and more with her rhythm.

Rick couldn’t believe it. The old woman that had been his landlady didn’t exist anymore. He was the only person who knew she ever had. As far as the world was concerned, this hot little co-ed had always been here. What an improvement!

As Rick felt his orgasm building up inside him, he looked at the gorgeous girl on top of him and wondered what kind of orgasm she would have. The images appeared about her head again, this time showing her experiencing various levels of ecstasy. He held himself, then went all the way to the most extreme image and focused on it as he came. They both screamed out, but her screams scared birds out of trees half a mile away.

Rick relaxed as his gorgeous, young landlady collapsed onto his chest. They laid there for several minutes, smiling. She climbed off him as he nodded off to sleep.

An hour later he woke up. He looked around and found the rent check gone, replaced with a note.

Dear Rick,

Sorry, but I still had to charge you the late fee. Wouldn’t be fair to the other tenants, right? That’s just how it’s gonna be if you make me come (heehee, “come”) and get it from you.

—Judy

Rick laid back down on the couch. “We’ll see.”

* * *

The next morning Rick left his apartment with a confidence beyond anything he’d ever felt before. He stopped at a coffee shop to get a drink, pausing briefly to fix the acne of the teenage girl behind the counter and increase the size of her butt just a smidge.

As Rick parked his car in the company lot, he noticed a certain blonde from accounting making her way towards the door. He got out quickly and moved towards her.

“Hi Jenny.”

“Good morning! You look like you’re already having a great day.”

“It’s always a good day when the first person I see is a beautiful woman,” said Rick, smiling at Jenny.

She smiled back with an extra giggle she’d never given him before. “Thank you. And it’s always a good day on Friday. Any plans for the weekend?”

“Yes,” he said as he opened the door for her. “I’m taking you to dinner tomorrow night.”

Jenny stopped walking, but didn’t stop smiling. She moved through the door as she said, “Really? Where were you thinking of going?”

“There’s an Italian place downtown. Very nice.”

They stopped at a intersection in the hallway where his desk was in one direction and her in the other. “Let me think about it.”

Rick waved goodbye and she smiled back as she broke off from him. He walked towards his cubicle, not noticing he had again obtained a visible tent in his pants. Melissa noticed it as soon as he entered the cubicle.

“I’m so glad you’re here!” The busty redhead rolled her chair towards him before he could sit down. She wrapped her arms around his waist without taking her eyes off the bulge in his pants. “I can see you’ve been thinking about me. I’ve been thinking about you too. I really need you right now!”

“Wait...” whispered Rick insistently as he batted her hands away from his crotch. “No. Stop! There’s no privacy in the cubicle. Mr. Lorenzo will catch us again and we’ll get fired.”

“I don’t care! I need your gorgeous cock right now!”

Rick fought her off as he tried to figure out how to deal with this. His changes had turned her into a complete sex fiend for him, which was incredibly awesome but problematic. He could change her again, but the images were always vague, he couldn’t be sure what the result would be. He needed time to practice.

“I’ll make a deal with you.” Rick grabbed Melissa’s roaming hands at the wrists, then sat down in his chair and pulled her close. “Keep it together at work and you can over tomorrow. Come by in the morning and we can spend the day doing... all kinds of stuff!”

Melissa smiled, but worry filled her eyes. “Tomorrow? I don’t think I can wait that long! But... okay.”

Despite her promise, Melissa clearly still wanted sex, a feeling he shared more and more. Through the morning he kept looking at her large chest, which was hard to avoid doing since she’d worn a low cut top that showed a bit of cleavage and a lot of their shape. She always knew when he looked and she always turned to make sure he had a good view. By lunch time he was considering whether to risk his job by dragging her into a broom closet.

“Rick?”

He looked up and saw a cute little face with mousy brown hair and glasses peaking over his cubicle wall.

“Hey Nicole. What’s up?”

“You live in Del Mar, right?”

“Last I checked,” said Rick.

“Mr. Lorenzo asked me to pick up a package in that neighborhood. I know it’s close, but I’ve never been that way before and I don’t want to get lost. Will you please come with me? Please?”

Rick chuckled. Nicole always lived up to her reputation as the timid mouse of the office. It occurred to him that she might be the solution to his current horniness. “Sure I’ll take you. I even know a place where can grab lunch on the way back.”

* * *

Fifteen minutes later they picked up the package and got back in Rick’s car.

“You hungry?” asked Rick.

“A little,” said Nicole as she buckled up. “Where is this place you said we could eat at?”

“My apartment.”

The small girl’s mouth dropped open. “Oh. Um, okay... I guess.”

Rick smiled reassuringly as he started the car. Several guys around the office had joked about the pretty little girl having a wild side hidden under her librarian looks. They all knew it wasn’t true, but it was fun to think about.

By the time the car pulled up to the apartment, a very different Nicole stepped out. She was still short, but her hips and breasts had filled out to give her an incredible hourglass figure packed into a tight gray business jacket and skirt. He hair was pulled back into a bun and her glasses were the stylish frameless type. She looked all business and all sex at the same time.

Rick led the fantasy hottie to his door. As he unlocked it, he noticed his young landlady watching him from the door of the manager’s office. He admired his work for a moment, loving how the young blonde looked in cut off jeans and a bikini top. She popped her bubble gum, looked over Nicole, then smiled at Rick knowingly. He smiled back before opening his door and ushering his coworker inside.

“This is a nice place,” said Nicole, looking around. “What did you have in mind to eat?”

“Two things.” Rick dropped his pants and boxers, letting his steel hard cock spring out. “My cock and your pussy.”

Nicole’s mouth gaped open and Rick wondered if he’d misjudged his changes to her. He’d tried to get the fantasy just right, to make her an absolute wildcat hiding under a businesslike facade, desperate for someone to tear that facade down. Looking at her shocked expression, he couldn’t tell if she wanted to kiss him or slap him.

Nicole reached behind her head and undid her bun, letting her long, luxurious brown hair tumble down. “Take me to the bedroom. Now!”

Rick stepped out of his pants and wrapped his arms around her. The short woman jumped up and wrapped her legs around his waist. They kissed passionately as he carried her into his bedroom and fell onto the bed.

Nicole pushed Rick away and sat up on her knees. She grabbed the neck of her blouse and pulled, ripping the shirt open and revealing a black leather bustier holding up an incredible pair of breasts.

“Holy crap!” Rick sat up in front of her and admired her choice of undergarments. “I wasn’t expecting the leather!”

“Shut up!” said Nicole breathlessly. She grabbed his head and pulled it between her large breasts. She pulled the bustier down to let them out completely, then pulled off her jacket and blouse as he rolled his head around between her tits. She readjusted her glasses and grabbed Jack’s head to move it to one of her erect nipples.

He sucked it into his mouth eagerly, grabbing both breasts to feel as much of them as possible. He switched his lips to the other nipple and sucked hard, getting a mouthful of supple tit flesh.

Nicole let him continue sucking for several minutes, enjoying the stimulation to her sensitive tits. Then she pushed him away so he fell onto his back.

“Time for that meal you promised me.”

Rick almost cried in delight as Nicole turned around and pulled up her skirt. She positioned her pussy over his head, then leaned down and slipped his cock into her mouth as her pussy covered his mouth. He ate her out eagerly as she sucked him off. She licked him gently for a minute, then sucked extra hard, sending a shiver up his back. He recovered quickly and rubbed her clit with the rough flat of his tongue.

“This is perfect!” thought Rick as the pressure built up in his balls. “I got her exactly the way I wanted!”

Rick exploded into Nicole’s mouth. She responded not only by sucking it down eagerly, but by orgasming herself. They exhausted themselves quickly, then Rick put his hands on her firm, round ass to push her off his face.

“You’re not done yet!” said Nicole firmly as she pushed her pussy back into his mouth.

“Okay,” thought Rick, “maybe not perfect. She might be a bit demanding.”

Nicole smacked Rick’s ass hard, then sucked his limp cock back into her mouth again. Within a minute it twitched back to life.

* * *

An insistent knocking from the front door filled the apartment.

Rick broke Nicole’s passionate kiss and tried to get out from under her. “I’d like to continue, but really, I have to answer the door.”

“Don’t you dare move,” said Nicole as she stuck her tongue in his ear. “They’ll go away soon.”

“Well, they’ve been knocking for several minutes now and haven’t gone away yet, so I don’t think so.” He tried to push her off, wondering how such a small woman could wrap her legs around him so tightly.

Nicole pushed his hand down to her crotch and snaked his fingers into her hot pussy. “Come on, just, just, just... YES! GOD YES! THANK YOU GOD FUCK YESSSSSS!”

She relaxed and Rick took the opportunity to push her off. He left her heaving on the bed and headed to the door.

When he opened it he wasn’t surprised to find Judy there, sucking on a long, pink popsicle.

“Hi. Uh, I suppose you got a complaint about the noise?”

She smirked at him and nodded, bobbing her strawberry blonde pigtails.

“Yeah, I guess she got a little loud?”

“Her?” said Judy. “Yeah, right. You’re the one the neighbors said was screaming like a little bitch.”

“Oh. Well, my... lady-friend is a little more into pain that I thought she would be.”

Judy looked over the scratches on Rick’s bare chest, then shrugged. “Whatever. That’s not why I’m here. Your boss called.”

Rick smacked his forehead and turned to look at a clock. “Damn! I didn’t realize we’d been gone for four hours! Wait. Why did he call you?”

“He said he’d already tried your phone and the girl’s but he no answer.”

Rick thought back. He vaguely remembered the phone ringing while Nicole was riding him like a horse around the living room and slapping his ass. He tried to remember how many times it rang, but he looked at Judy and lost his train of thought. She had started idly playing with the strap of her bikini, causing her large breasts to shift around distractingly.

The blonde girl turned around and walked away, giving him a terrific view of her round ass encased in her tight cutoff jeans. “Whatever. I delivered the message. I’m done. I’ll see you when it’s time to inspect the fire alarms.”

“When is that?”

“Whenever I feel like it. Duh!”

Rick shook his head. Even young and hot, Judy Riley was a pain in the ass.

He closed the door and headed towards the bedroom. “Nicole? Don’t be mad, but we have to—”

Rick opened his bedroom door and found Nicole fully dressed, tucking her brown hair back into a tight bun.

Nicole readjusted her glasses and said, “Ready to go?”

* * *

Back at the office, Rick walked out of Mr. Lorenzo’s office looking like he’d been through hell.

Jenny held out a can of soda and looked at him consolingly. “I could hear him yelling at you from my office.”

Rick took the soda, feeling considerably better already. “Well, I did take a four hour lunch and hold him up from getting an important package.”

“He was still a little harsh,” said Jenny.

“I’ve also been in some other trouble lately, you know.”

“You have?”

Rick studied her expression. He’d heard several people in the office whispering about him and Melissa, but Jenny seemed to sincerely not know. “Nothing, really. Just the usual office stuff.”

“Well then, I restate my earlier position. Mr. Lorenzo shouldn’t be so harsh with a nice guy like you.”

Rick smiled, feeling the confidence from that morning flow back into him. “Nice enough for you to go on that date with me tomorrow night?”

The platinum blonde leaned against a supply locker and smiled. “Is there any chance that this date includes a movie before dinner?”

“Absolutely!”

Jenny opened the supply locker and grabbed a pen and a post-it note. She quickly wrote her address and said, “I love movies! Pick me up at seven.”

Rick took the note and walked off with a silent smile. As he moved down the hall, he felt like exploding. He needed to tell someone that he’d gotten a date with Jenny. “Hell,” he though, “I need to talk about all this crazy crap!”

Noticing Gary’s office door was open, Rick slipped inside.

* * *

“So you have no idea where you got this power?” asked Gary.

“No idea whatsoever.”

“And Mellisa, Nicole, your landlady, and Jenny didn’t used to be hot honeys with huge hooters?”

“Yes, except I didn’t use the power on Jenny.”

Gary laughed. “Why not! She’s the first one I’d want to sleep with!”

“Yeah, but things seem to be going pretty well without using the power on her. Plus, she’s kinda... I don’t know... special. I keep thinking about what kind of fantasy girl she should be, but I can’t come up with anything good enough.”

“Yeah, sure.” Gary turned back to his computer and unpaused his game. Without turning away from it, he said, “You know, there’s only one problem with this power of yours.”

“What’s that?”

“It’s total bullshit.” Gary blasted a zombie’s head off. “Nicole worked here before you and always had the rocking bod and the sexy business exterior. So you didn’t make her that way.”

“I told you, when I change a girl, it changes history so she’s always been that way.” Rick could tell his friend wasn’t buying it. “Look, the deal was that you’d just pretend I’m telling the truth and pretend to give me the advice you’d give me if you believed me.”

“Sure, sure. Crap!” A dozen zombies leaped on Gary’s character, killing him. He turned back to the conversation. “All right, fine. I have a follow up question.”

Rick gestured for him to continue.

“Okay. You say that the girls’ clothes change when you imagine them differently.”

“Right.”

“So it’s not just their minds and bodies, but also their stuff.”

Rick thought about it. “Yeah, that sounds right.”

“So if you imagined a girl as a hot car mechanic, she’d not only know how to fix cars, she’d own her own garage?”

Rick shrugged. “I guess so.”

“Great. Could you turn my wife into a master mechanic? My car’s got this knock when I go over 90.”

“You’re useless.”

“And you’re crazy.” Gary turned back to his computer and loaded up his save game. “Now get out of my office, I have work to do.”

* * *

The next morning, Rick woke up to a knock at his door. He glanced at the clock and swore under his breath.

“Who would knock at four in the morning?”

The knocking sounded again, so he got out of bed. He stumbled to the front door and opened it grumpily, ready to yell at whoever was there.

He lost all motivation to yell when he saw Melissa standing there in a long coat.

“Melissa? What are you doing here?”

“You said I could come by in the morning and we could spend the day together. I know it’s early in the morning, but that’s just more day to spend!”

“Yeah, but—”

Rick dropped silent as she dropped her coat, revealing her naked body. If her terrificly big breasts hadn’t woken him up, the delightful red color of her neatly trimmed pubic hair would have.

“Nevermind,” said Rick with a dopey grin. “Get in here.”

Melissa squealed with delight and wrapped her arms around him. She kissed him as she pushed her large breasts against his chest. He kissed her back and ran his fingers through her long red curls.

She pulled back and stared into his eyes deeply. “What do you want me to do? Just tell me and I’ll do anything.”

Rick took her hand and led her to the couch. He sat down and spread his legs. “I would like a titjob, please.”

Melissa happily dropped to her knees and wrapped her breasts around his cock. He couldn’t believe how soft they felt and how completely they covered his rod.

“I love serving you,” said Melissa. “It’s everything I dream about. I can’t stand the moments when I’m not servicing your cock in some way.”

Rick loved the enthusiasm, but there was a neediness to it he didn’t like. Plus, her insistence on sex caused problems at work. He decided to start experimenting.

He focused on her being more obedient. Lots of images appeared over her head, but they all showed her as she was now, on her knees rubbing his cock with her tits. The only differences were in her facial expressions in the floating pictures. He picked one that looked less emotional and focused on it.

The desperation left Melissa’s face as she continued the titjob. Rick closed his eyes for a moment, lost in how good her breasts felt on his cock, then he refocused on testing the results.

“Melissa, we probably shouldn’t fool around at work any more.”

“Okay,” she said in a monotone.

So far so good. “It risks our jobs. Maybe at lunch, when we can take the time to find some privacy.”

“Okay,” she said in the same monotone.

Rick realized that her breasts were moving up and down in perfectly rhythmic time, with no variation. He’d made a robot, which was no good.

He imagined her the way she’d been before and the images appeared again. He searched for something in between her last state and this one, then tried to find an image that showed her happy and relaxed.

Melissa smiled as her eyes closed. “This is niiice.” She swayed from side to side, which provided a nice sensation as her breasts pulled against his cock in different ways. “I reaaallllly like pleasing you Rick. Or not. Whatever you liiiiiike.”

Rick laughed, then caught his breath as Melissa moved her breasts faster. Just the sight of her rubbing a cock that way turned him on. He grabbed her head with both hands and shot his load upward. It bounced off the bottom of her chin and dribbled down onto her breasts. She just smiled dreamily and kept rubbing his cock until his balls were empty and her breasts were covered with sticky white cum.

Rick stood up, wobbling a little. He looked down at her and grinned. “Okay, the drugged act isn’t quite right. But hey, I’ve got fourteen hours until I have to leave for my date. We’ve got time to practice.”

Melissa nodded agreeably, despite having no clue what he was talking about.

* * *

Several hours later, Rick lay on his bed as Melissa casually massaged his back. She was now an extremely talented masseuse, as well as a terrific cook, an expert mechanic, and a master of all things sexual. Rick felt very proud of his work.

A knock from the front door interrupted his thoughts.

Without pausing the massage, Melissa asked, “Would you like me to get the door?”

“No, I’ll do it.” Rick got up reluctantly. “I have a pretty good idea who it is.”

He went to the front door and peeked through the keyhole, smiling warily when he saw who it was. He opened the door and said, “Judy. Three visits in three days. Is that flattering or just annoying?”

Judy looked down at his crotch. “Are you, like, even going to put on pants when you answer the door?”

Rick looked her over in return. Disagreeable or not, the teenage landlady looked damn hot. Her shirt stretched over her large breasts so tightly that it didn’t cover her belly at all and threatened to show the bottoms of those breasts. In the same way, here skirt promised to show her ass if she bent over even slightly. Rick smiled in admiration of the teenage wet dream.

“Whatever,” said Judy as she pushed past Rick into the apartment. “It’s time to inspect the fire alarms.”

“Oh really?” said Rick. “Are you sure that’s why you’re here? You’ve been finding a lot of excuses to come by lately.”

Judy rolled her eyes. “As if. You think one fuck from you is enough to make me come begging for more?” She walked over to a fire alarm, tapped it in a way that couldn’t tell her anything, then walked away. “Not that it was bad or anything.”

“Right,” said Rick with a grin.

Melissa stepped into the living room. “Would anyone like a drink?”

“Oh look!” said Judy in a mocking tone. “You brought your slave girl home for another weekend!”

At the word ‘slave’ a thrilled expression quickly crossed Melissa’s face. She looked at Rick longingly, but still under control.

“Nothing to drink right now, Melissa,” said Rick. “So, ‘another’ weekend? You’ve noticed her here before?”

“Please. She’s here all the time, fawning over you. You two are ridiculous. I can’t believe you waste your time on a submissive little bimbo instead of finding a real woman.”

Rick stepped towards Judy. “You know what? You’re kind of annoying. Super hot, but annoying. You should find out what a bimbo really is.”

The blonde scrunched up her face at him. “Yeah right, like you could teach me anything.”

Rick concentrated on changing Judy. The images appeared above her head again, but after a morning of practice he could manipulate them much better now. He shifted through them quickly, picking out a image of her acting a certain way and using it as the basis to find new pictures with more specific behavior. He found the perfect one and focused on it, then looked back down for the results.

Judy now wore a schoolgirl’s outfit. Her pleated gray skirt was very short and her white blouse fit so tightly it looked like the buttons might pop off around her large breasts. Her hair was will in blonde ponytails, but her expression was much more pleasant, if a little vacant.

Rick looked at her firmly but politely and said, “Judy, I need you to write me a check.”

“Huh?” She bit her lip nervously. “Like, what for?”

“The other day you charged me a late fee instead of deducting it from the rent.”

Utter confusion filled her eyes. “Deducting?”

“Yeah. You were late coming to get my rent, so you had to pay a late fee. But you messed up and made my rent check bigger instead of smaller. So now you have to write me a check for the difference.”

“Oh my gawd!” Judy’s hands flew to her face, as if to hide her embarrassed blush. “I’m soooo sorry! I just suck at math. I’m so bad, I think Mr. Henderson is going to fail me and make me repeat senior year again!”

Rick put a consoling hand on her shoulder. “Don’t worry, I’m sure you can convince him to give you some extra credit. Have you tried fucking him?”

“Oh wow! I didn’t even think of that! And I totally love fucking! Do you really think he’d want to fuck me?!”

Rick looked up and down her hot schoolgirl body. “Oh yeah! Your grade will shoot up in no time!”

“Yay! I totally might pass after all! Thank you so much, Rick!”

“No problem. Hey, why don’t we celebrate? You girls can start by sucking my cock.”

Judy smiled and yelled, “Yay!” as Melissa stopped dusting the shelves and ran over.

The two girls dropped to their knees in front of him. Judy put her cute little lips around the head of his cock while Melissa licked his balls. Rick thought the blonde’s pigtails looked like handle bars, so he grabbed them and pulled her further onto his cock. After a few strokes he let her pull off of it. Melissa replaced her and Judy eagerly switched to sucking his balls.

They continued taking turns for a couple minutes, then Rick decided to switch things up. “Okay girls, turn around and get on all fours.”

The girls complied quickly and Rick bent down behind them. He examined the sopping wet pussies presented before him. They both looked so good, but he’d had Melissa’s more recently. He flipped up Judy’s pleated skirt, then guided his dick into her pussy. He noticed that the sexy teenage bimbo had shaved down there.

Rick thrust into her hard, making her moan with delight. After a minute he pulled out and moved behind Melissa. He pushed into her quickly and she screamed in response. He reached forward and fondled her large breasts as he thrust into her, then reached to the side and undid a button on Judy’s shirt so he could slip a hand in and sample her fine tits.

“Oh God that’s good!” cried Rick. “Judy, I think you should come by more often.”

She smiled delightedly. “Yeah, so I can fuck with you and Melis-AHHH!” She squealed as Rick re-entered her.

“To start with. There are a few other girls I plan to see more of.”

“Like that lawyer-looking woman who came by yesterday?”

“She’s not a lawyer,” said Rick, “but yes. And I’ve got a date with another girl tonight. All right ladies, get ready!”

Rick pounded Judy’s pussy as he fitted his fingers into Melissa. Both girls moaned as he worked them to orgasm. When he couldn’t hold out any longer, he pulled back and let his cum cover their asses. He swung back and forth, making sure they both got plenty.

Judy leaned in close to Melissa’s ear and whispered something. Then the two of them turned to Rick and said in chorus, “More, please!”

Rick smiled. “This is going to be a fun day.”

* * *

The door to Jenny’s apartment opened, revealing its platinum blonde occupant to Rick. He looked her over, admiring her cute black skirt and her tight red sweater. They showed off her curves wonderfully.

“Hi Jenny. Great outfit!”

“Thanks! You look good, too. Hell, you’re kinda glowing. You must have had a good day.”

“Oh yeah,” said Rick. “Though it got a lot better when you opened that door.”

“Stop!” said the gorgeous blonde, embarrassed. “And don’t look over my shoulder until I close the door. My crappy little apartment isn’t worth looking at.”

Rick laughed. “It can’t be worse than mine.”

Jenny finished locking the door and took his arm. “Oh yes it can. I decided awhile ago that I could either buy nice clothes or a nice apartment. Everyone sees my clothes, so I decided on them and now nobody gets to see my cruddy little apartment.”

“Well, I can tell you that you made the right choice. Everyone loves what you wear.”

She squeezed his arm and they headed to his car.

* * *

Three hours later they finished their meal at Trattoria Te Venezie, an Italian restaurant that was much too expensive for Rick. He didn’t care, he knew it would be worth it.

“That was really good fish.” said Jenny. “It tasted so fresh, they must have a tank in the back. And thanks for the movie. I love cheesy romances.”

“Me too!”

“Liar!” said Jenny teasingly. “Guys don’t like that kind of stuff. They just go to them to get us in bed.”

Rick pretended to look hurt. “Do you think I’m just out to sleep with you?”

“Oh yes. You’ve already slept with Nicole and everyone knows you practically own Melissa.”

Rick paused for a second and tried to read Jenny’s expression. She didn’t seem to mind, but he wasn’t sure. “You knew about them?”

Jenny laughed. “Everybody knows. I guess I should feel second rate for being the last to get your attention, but... mainly I’m impressed. Those girls aregorgeous.”

“If you’re that impressed, then maybe I should mention that I’m sleeping with my landlady, too.”

“Wow.” Jenny slipped her wine slowly as she played with a lock of her hair. “I can’t help wondering what it is about you that makes them want you so bad. It’s really a turn on. And again, they’re freaking hot! They’re like movie stars.”

“No,” said Rick, leaning forward. “You’re the movie star.”

A wistful look washed over Jenny. “Oooh, wouldn’t that be nice? I wanted to be an actress so much as a kid. It seemed so glamorous. And don’t you just love the idea of being able to reinvent yourself in different roles all the time?”

The proverbial light went off in Rick’s head. “Yeah. That does sound awesome.”

The waiter brought the check and Rick gave him his credit card. As they waited for it to come back, Rick concentrated on what he wanted Jenny to be. He sifted through tons of images, getting into more detail than he ever had before as he built up every aspect of her life. He not only pictured what she would do and know, but which people would be in her life. By the time the waiter came back, he’d transformed her into the perfect fantasy.

The couple got up and linked arms. As they walked to the door Rick looked her over for any visible differences. Same gorgeous hair, same stacked body, same beautiful smile. Even her clothes were the same. Everything except her earrings, which had changed to real diamonds.

The couple walked out the door and were assaulted by a hail of flashbulbs. An army of photographers surrounded the restaurant.

“Jenny! How did you feel about your cover shot for Vogue?!”

“Jenny, were you disappointed that your last movie only made $400 million?! That’s pretty low for you!”

“Jenny, is it true that your contract for your next movie includes your own island?!”

“God,” moaned Jenny as she dutifully smiled for the camera. “I wish the paparazzi didn’t always find me.”

Rick put his hand around her waist. “Well, that’s the price you pay for being the biggest movie star in the world. Let’s give them a good pic.”

He leaned in close and kissed her. She kissed back, cupping his ass as the photographers recorded the event. Then they broke it off and ran to her limo.

They found Nicole waiting for them as they entered the expansive back seat. She held some documents and looked extremely serious. “Hello Ma’am. Sir.”

Jenny grabbed a champagne bottle from the bar. “Nicole, this is a date. I don’t need my lawyer tagging along.”

Nicole adjusted her sexy frameless glasses. “I’m sorry, ma’am. I had a few papers I needed you to sign.”

“And they couldn’t wait until tomorrow?” The movie star shook her head in mock disapproval. “I think you just hadn’t had a taste of my man in awhile and you were going through withdrawals.”

Nicole looked at Rick. Her lower lip trembled as her hand nervously picked at her hair bun. “If... if you don’t mind, ma’am? Sir?”

Jenny poured a glass of champagne and took a sip, then smiled dazzlingly. “Go ahead.”

Nicole dropped the legal documents and moved to the floorboard in front of Rick. She ripped his zipper down and pulled his cock out anxiously. It slipped into her mouth and down her throat effortlessly.

Rick rolled his head back. He took a moment to adjust to the wonderful sensation, then turned to Jenny. She leaned forward and kissed him, spilling champagne from her mouth into his. The bubbles caressed their tongues as they kissed.

Jenny broke the kiss and looked down at Nicole’s bobbing head. “You know, I wouldn’t be so willing to share you if I didn’t know you were going to be up for another round later tonight. You have the most incredible stamina!”

He thought back over the amount of sex he’d had since he’d gotten his powers. “Yeah, I guess I’m pretty virile.”

Jenny kissed his neck and stroked Nicole’s brown hair. “I don’t think ‘virile’ is even a good enough word. You’re insatiable! I love it!”

Rick kissed her again, this time reaching over to feel her breast through her red sweater. Her breasts were big, but not as big as he’d given the other girls. Still, they felt perfect, wonderfully shaped and very soft.

Nicole shifted up so her mouth just covered the tip of Rick’s cock. She sucked hard. He lost control, shooting up into her mouth. The sexy lawyer sucked it down eagerly.

Nicole pulled off without spilling a drop and redid Rick’s pants. She finished just as the limo came to a stop. “Perhaps these papers can wait until tomorrow. If you’ll excuse me, I need to head home. I need a little private time.”

As she left the limo, Jenny whispered in Rick’s ear, “When she says ‘private time’ she means time thinking about you with a massaging shower head between her legs.” She pulled back and showed him the incredible look of lust on her own face.

“Let’s go inside,” said Rick eagerly. Rick slid out of the car, but had to stop and catch his breath when he saw the mansion. Despite knowing how rich and successful he’d made Jenny, the sheer size of her estate stunned him. “Jenny?”

“Hm?”

“Did you really get an island in your latest movie deal?”

“Just a little one.”

They stepped inside and Melissa met them at the door. Her French Maid uniform was so low cut, her massive breasts threatened to spill out.

“Good evening Mademoiselle and Masseur,” she said in a silky French accent. “Do you require anything?”

“Wellll...” said Rick as he looked the busty redhead maid up and down.

“No,” interrupted Jenny with a smile. “That will be all.” As the maid left she said, “I can’t wait forever to get you to myself.”

Rick smiled and they headed towards the master bedroom. On their way Judy popped out of one of the smaller bedrooms wearing pajamas that would have looked childish if they were so tight.

“Oh my gawd!” said the pretty teen. “My room is sooo sweet! Thank you so much for giving me this job!”

“No problem,” responded Jenny. “Goodnight.”

Judy waved cheerfully and went back into her room.

Jenny turned to Rick as they moved down and hallway and teasingly asked, “Why did we need a au pair when we don’t even have kids yet?”

“It’s good to plan ahead.”

“And you’re fucking her.”

“Only when you’re busy with a movie shoot.”

Jenny considered this, pretending to be overly serious. “Fair enough. But tonight you’re all mine.”

They entered the huge master bedroom and quickly pulled off their clothes. Rick took a moment to admire the naked beauty standing before him.

“You’re looking at me like you’ve never seen me naked before,” said Jenny.

“You’re just so gorgeous, it always takes me by surprise.”

She took his hand and led him to a huge poster bed. They crawled into the middle and began kissing, their hands exploring each others’ bodies. Rick got his second feel of her breasts, but this time without the sweater in the way. They felt amazing, two perfectly soft, round, heavy handfuls.

Rick laid on his back and Jenny climbed on top of him. She sat up, straddling his hips. She lightly stroked his rigid cock, teasing it slowly. Then she guided it to her tender pussy lips and pushed herself down onto him.

Rick sat up, putting one arm behind him for leverage and grasping her tight, round ass with the other.

“Ooo, this is new for us,” said Jenny.

“I like this position. I’m in control, but you’re still on top.”

Jenny laughed, then moaned as he pulled her up and down on his cock. “You like me being on top?”

“Yes.”

“You like fucking the biggest movie star in history?”

“God yes!”

Jenny put her hands behind her head and arched her back, thrusting her breasts out. Rick leaned forward and licked between them. He slowed his thrusting and sucked a nipple into his mouth. Jenny moaned again, which turned him on greatly. He dropped the breast and pumped into her harder.

The door swung open and Nicole rushed in. “I’m sorry to interrupt, I just- oh!”

Rick and Jenny turned towards her, but didn’t slow their fucking.

“I’m so sorry!” stammered Nicole. “I didn’t think, I just wanted to... um... verify some... uh...”

“You don’t have to make excuses,” said Jenny. “We know what you want, and we want it too. Go get Judy and Melissa.”

Nicole stood there, staring at the lovers with mindless desire.

Jenny moaned again. “I don’t think we can wait long. Go!”

As the lawyer ran out, Rick slowed his rhythm enough to ask, “What are you doing?”

“I thought... we’d do... unh! something special!”

Melissa, Judy, and Nicole rushed back into the room.

“Hold on girls,” said Jenny. “You hold on too, Rick. I’m about... YES! HOLD ON RICK! I’M CUMMING! IT’S SO GOOD! WAIT! OH CRAP, IT’S GOOD!”

Jenny went rigid with her orgasm, then pulled off of Rick. She crawled off the bed and knelt on the ground next to the other girls. “On your knees, ladies. Rick needs to bless us with his awesome cock!”

The three girls joined her on the floor as Rick stood up in front of them. Looking down at the four gorgeous women, he barely had to jerk it before his cum rushed out. He hit Jenny’s face with a powerful squirt, then turned and stained Melissa’s red curls. Judy got the next squirt, then Nicole. Amazingly, he had more to give and used it to make a second pass along the impressive breasts of all the ladies.

They smiled up at him, loving their cum bath. Rick smiled idiotically, wondering what he’d done to deserve all this.