How Time Flies
Over the next few weeks, a routine was formed. The girls came and went as they pleased but most nights there were several of them around at Ryan's place. Claudia came over only every other day and never spent the night. Annie convinced Claudia to smooth over Ryan's resignation. Claudia eventually even arranged a fairly nice golden handshake for him.
Remy the tattoo artist was the first to move in. She got rid of her old apartment. Lizzy the clerk was soon to follow, and Annie from work eventually made the same choice. Most of their old stuff went to storage.
Eleftheria was making some progress in her research. She started sending Ryan out on "missions." This usually meant going to the library and borrowing some books. She came with him the first few times but eventually he was allowed to go alone. Ryan always wore his gloves and took safety very seriously. If people asked, he told them he had burned his hands in the kitchen, not badly, but just enough to need the gloves for a day or two.
Ellie didn't spend all her time just standing in the corner, either. That's just how she was at home when she did the research, just standing there, completely still, like a mannequin stolen from a museum diorama. Otherwise, she would come and go at all hours. Everyone assumed she was spying on all of them.
At different points, Ryan and the girls all had their little freak-outs about how to face the fact that the supernatural was real. None of them dared challenge Eleftheria too much, however, and when asked, she would completely stonewall them, refusing to reveal anything more about her origin or the origin of the curse. Over time, the lesser beings had to just find a way to tolerate not knowing.
The girls had their reasons for keeping the curse a secret. Mainly, they dreaded losing the supply they were addicted to. Ryan, on the other hand, was quite happy with his new situation, so he didn't want to rock the boat too much, either. For now, most of Ellie's secrets would have to remain secret.
After moving in, the girls still held on to their social lives. There was a steady rotation of who was around at Ryan's place and who was away. Ryan had a hunch the girls had created some kind of a schedule. None of them were totally comfortable with the idea of group sex, yet. Remy seemed the most eager but she was overselling it.
On a few special occasions, Ellie allowed Ryan to go out with the girls, but she would always come with them. These dates were by special request only and the girls had to beg long and hard for Ellie to let them go. Ryan got introduced to Annie's friends, and to Remy's. On Lizzy's birthday, Ryan and the girls even went out as a group.
By his own math, Ryan would have to magically fuck about two and a half girls per day. He could have easily done more, but all five of them were almost never around at the same time. The girls preferred individual encounters but evil Ryan took every chance he got to double down. Especially with Claudia. He loved to see her wake up in a pileup. None of them, of course, complained afterwards. They were always blissfully radiant, all of them.
What follows are a few highlights from this age of development and change.
Ellie's Etiquette Lesson
Claudia was lying on the bed, considering the paradox of her current sex life. Ryan was in the shower. He had taken her ass again, but Claudia was getting used to it. It was always joyous and lovely when it was happening. And then, the afterglow would carry her for a while. After that -- often when she was back home already -- she started to feel sore. But now, it was getting easier for her to take him. This time, she hadn't bothered fighting him so he had been somewhat civil with her.
Whenever he touched her, and however he touched her, it always felt so good. He really could do whatever he wanted to her. Claudia sometimes considered giving in, acting like the other girls do. She knew Ryan was harder on her than them because she resisted him, but she wasn't ready to give in.
Right now, though, she was high on contentment and satisfaction. In this blissful state, she dared to admit to herself that she could not fight forever. The curse was too strong, the happiness too much. If this went on forever, she knew she would eventually surrender. That time, though, was not here yet.
Ryan came out of the shower. He smiled at her. Claudia was lying on her side, her hip in a beautiful curve. She was happy to see him. There was nothing special about him. He wasn't fat, or skinny, or strong, not that old or young, he was just a man -- the cock was nice, though. Yet, in a small place, deep down in her soul, Claudia already wanted him again. Her body knew he was the source of her happiness.
Physically, Claudia was a slave already. It was her mind that wanted to fight. Not now, though. Now she was just happy. Her rebellion would continue later, once her head cleared. Right now, if he wanted to go for round two, she would flip around and wave her sorry ass at him like a cat in heat. The mere thought of it made her wet again. Luckily, it would take a day or two for her to get really desperate.
Ryan put on some clothes and left the room. Only after he was gone, did she get up. One more spurt of his cum oozed out of her puffy asshole. She had tasted some of it while he was in the shower. It was one of those things Claudia completely compartmentalized. She refused to think at all about how nasty it was, what she was doing. Right now, because of the happiness, she didn't mind.
But she still didn't want Ryan to ever see her doing something like that. It would give him too much power. Later, when her head would be clear, she would absolutely block herself from thinking about how much she loved licking that stuff up, even if it had been in her ass first.
She twirled her finger around her anus to gather up the cum drop. It felt like her ass wasn't even going to get sore this time. She smelled her gooey finger and then sucked it clean on her way to the shower. The magic cum was what she was here for, after all, so she had to savor every drop.
After Claudia was done, she went to the living room, wrapped in her towel. Luckily for her, Ryan wasn't there anymore. Ellie must have sent him out. This meant Claudia could go into the girls' room and put on some fresh clothes. She didn't want Ryan to know she kept some of her clothes there, too. She didn't want him to think she was the same as the others.
Speaking of the others, all of them were present. Claudia didn't usually like to hang around too long, before or after. She would say hi, but head home. Before Claudia got to the door, however, Ellie started to speak.
"Hear me, ladies. I have gathered you all here because there is a matter I must bring to your attention."
Everyone turned to look at her. She walked to the center of the room.
"Like I've already told you, I want this house to be a safe place for you all -- a second home, if you will -- or just home, for some of you. Therefore, I have decided there is a need for us to set up some rules of conduct for you."
"This doesn't really concern me, does it? I was just about to head out, so..."
"Nonsense, Claudia Chandler. The reason we are doing this right now is especially so that you can join us. You ladies are all equals here. And this is a safe place for you. Therefore, I do not want to see any sneaking around, any staring and judging, or any gossip behind other's backs. I have devised for you something you might know as a 'group building exercise,' that will free you from your fears and doubts."
The ladies were curious, some dubious.
