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David Hawkins- 25-year-old white male, veteran, suffers from PTSD and bipolar disorder. 6' 3", 200 lbs. Magically Adjustable cock. Black hair, Blue Eyes, tanned skin and a black goatee.
Idalia- 2637-year-old female Genie, 5' 2", 38 in chest, 28 in waist, 36 in hips and a 40 C bust. Her skin was pale and she had freckles on her nose and cheeks. She had red hair but was hairless all over her body, except for a small patch just above her vagina. Green Eyes.
Desruisseaux Family
Jason Desruisseaux -- 48-year-old white male, 6', brown hair, brown eyes, 6.5" cock, Investment Bank Manager
Dawn Desruisseaux - 42-year-old white female, 5' 6", 36 chest, 30 waist, 38 hips, 40D. Dirty Blonde hair, Blue eyes. Married with 3 children. Realtor
Debbie Desruisseaux - 23-year-old white female, 5' 4", 38 chest, 32 waist, 36 hips and 40 C, blonde hair, brown eyes. Single and working her way through college.
Judy Desruisseaux -- 22-year-old white female, 5' 10", 32 chest, 28 waist, 36 hips, 34B. brown hair, brown eyes. Single, studying electrical engineering.
Caroline Desruisseaux -- 18-year-old white female, 5' 7", 32 chest, 26 waist, 30 hips, blonde hair, amber eyes. Single, just graduated high school
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We followed the mother and daughter into the house.
*Did you use your magic to force any of this?*
*No Master, merely to lessen any inhibitions they had for their darker desires. They were already part of them.*
*I didn't think so, I trust you, but I had to ask.*
*Thank you... Dave.*
As we entered the house, I admired they way it was furnished. The items in the house, from furniture to decorations, were quality but not ostentatious. The entry way was part of the living room. Ahead and to the right, were stairs leading to the second floor. To the left was the living room proper, with a large L-shaped couch and two recliners. A TV mounted over the fireplace. Farther in, was a dining area that had the kitchen area to the right.
Dawn turned to look at them. "I... must make dinner... Dianne, how about... uhm, you show our guests around."
"Yes... mother."
"Will anyone else be home now?" I asked.
"Dad should be home in an hour or so, he always works late. My youngest sister, Caroline, we call her Linnie, should be home soon. School is out, but it is a week day and our parents want her home for dinner. Judy, my next youngest sister has classes tonight so you will probably not meet her."
I nodded to her, thinking to myself, we probably will, I don't really plan on leaving tonight. I watched Dianne's response to Idalia's sudden fit of giggling. I was honestly started to worry about my Genie. She was enjoying my impulsive decisions way too much. Like she was leeching my personality and adopting it for her own.
"So, we have an hour or so then."
"Uhm...yes..." a worried look crossed her face.
The tour of the second floor was fairly quick. The master bedroom had a large en suite bathroom with a stand-up shower big enough for four. Each of the other bedrooms fit the young women who used them. Caroline still had a young teen decorating pattern and her bed and shelves had stuffed animals and her walls had posters. Though some of the posters were sci-fi movie posters and the computer on the desk was most assuredly a gaming rig with multiple monitors.
Judy's room had shelves with books on her college subject matter. She also had a high-end computer rig with multiple monitors, but had a 3D printer and table top rpg books on the shelves over the computer. I saw something sticking out from under the bedspread. I lifted it up and saw an interesting item. It seems that Judy had 3D printed a very realistic cock. I lowered the bedspread.
Dawn's room was feminine, and decorated in a manner suggesting a more romantic bent to her hobbies.
*Is Dianne still a virgin?*
*She is, I did not "take her cherry"... any of them, Master.*
I raised my eyebrows and nodded to her. It was time to take her downstairs and put her and her mother to work. Her mother was making spaghetti, one of my favorite dishes, so I watched her for a moment. I noticed a bottle of red wine on the table and all the place setting but one had a wine glass.
"Dawn, Dianne, remove your skirts." I said, anticipating the fun coming.
They looked at me and slowly undid their skirts. As they fell to the ground revealing all that enticing flesh, I grew aroused. I grabbed the wine bottle from the table. The cork screw already settled. Popping the cork, I lay it on the table and strode towards Dawn with the bottle.
"Spread your legs, Dawn."
Hesitantly she did what I asked, her eyes wide wondering what I was about to do. I ran my hand between her legs first and discovered she was sopping wet. I took the bottle and teased her pussy with the opening, coating the glass with her juices.
Soon I slipped it between her lips and gently stroked it in and out, gathering the juices around the neck of the bottle and allowing some to flow into it. I removed it and replaced the cork.
"Which place is your husband's?"
She pointed to the end of the table closest to us, which is what I figured, but wanted to be sure. I picked up the wine glass and brought it over to Dianne. I reached between her legs, her having already spread them, and with two fingers scooped her pussy juices. I held the glass under her pussy and drew her nectar out enough for it to drip into the glass.
With my fingers I coated the lip of the glass with her taste and placed it back at her father's seat. I handed the next wine glass to Idalia so she could do the honors and the glass for the youngest daughter came with me to mother and daughter.
"Kneel. What does your drink with dinner?"
"She usually milk with dinner, but when we have spaghetti, she drinks coke."