>>39805394
>Get /fit/ downstairs

>>39805394
cursory check on Mike then getting fit with a chance of Leeds at the end?

>>39805394
>Check in on Mike
I really fucking hope Chuckles didn't go full retard and make Mike's GF that posh cunts fiance

>>39805394
>>Check in on Mike

See if his girlfriend is a spy, then destroy her by dropping piano on her!

But yea just check on Mike. We can get /fit/ with him after that, if he has time. He seemed stressed, so we should try to help him, if we can.

>>39805394
Go cuddle with Claire. Nothing lewd just nice

"I'm just gonna check in on Mike real quick, okay?" Claire shrugs, heading for my room, as I step up to Mike's door.

I knock slowly, earning a tired drawl of "Hnn? What?" Through the door. I take that as permission to open, finding him slumped over a keyboard, blinking himself awake, the room only lit up by the glow of his computer. "Some... Something you want?" He grunts, "I'm busy. I'm three days behind on my work, and if I don't have this...." He taps a key a few times, the program going into not responding mode, "this FUCKING code done by Monday, then Lily and I can't make any god damn progress on the cerebral coding either, meaning no judgement programs, meaning no risk calculation, which means NO robots in construction sites, which means that I get FUCKING-" He picks his mouse up and slams it into his desk "-fired!"

He stares intently, as the cursor freezes on screen too, mouth setting into a furious line, eyes cold.

"Mike?" I start, only for him to round on me.

"WHAT Daniel. I'm busy!" He starts tapping his mouse up and down, very fast, the fan on his computer screaming loudly as it tries to figure out how to deal with Mike's program.

>Write in

>>39805664
"Sorry man... I guess I'll just go."

>>39805664
Ask if we can experiment with super power boosting on him, kiss his forehead and see if that boosts his brain power.

Dunno if it works, but better than nothing.

>>39805664
>>39805710
this

then write a note asking if that posh cunt from the parties name rings a bell to him or Lily, let him know he was acting all hot shit like he wanted to mess with our family, and slip it under his door

>>39805710
This but don't leave the note, like >>39805783 said. That will only end badly. Plus stop bringing it up, the more you talk about it the more likely it will happen. The reason why MT was a thing was because people kept saying it was a thing.

>>39805812
>The reason why MT was a thing was because people kept saying it was a thing.
>Not because Chuckles kept making it a thing like the retard he is.

Also it was more to give him a heads up that a competitor for his boss might want to mess with his work anon.

Also we could tell him that that old dude(forgot the name, from the last tread(?)) is trying to recruit him.

>>39805828
Wait which cunt are you talking about? The one who knew about our mom or the old cunt who tried to steal him for his company?

>>39805858
both? I don't know its late and I'm tired and fuck you Chuckles

"Sorry man... I guess I'll just go?"

Mike nods, "Yeah. Sounds like a decent plan. You want some sibling bonding, go talk to our fucking sister. That's literal fucking sister in your case." He brushes his hair out of his eyes as I start to shut the door behind me.

Through the door, I hear the sound of shattering plastic, "FUCKING PIECE OF SHIT, RESPOND!" I hear him yell through the door.

>Ask if he knows a "Lilith"
>Tell him that he's being headhunted for other jobs
>Tell him he needs to take the night off
>Go see....
>Write in

>>39805933
Go cuddle with claire

>>39805933
Go get /fit/, take anyone interested with us.

We should try to get /fit/ with our mom. Get her some exercise.

>>39805933
>Tell him he needs to take the night off

>>39805933
>Get /fit/ downstairs

>>39806007
>>39805988
You guys really want to piss off Mike, don't you.
Getting him a pot of coffee would help him more.

>>39806054
fine then, changing >>39806007
to
>Get him a pot of coffee
then
>Get /fit/

I still think we should try to boost his powers, like we do for the girls. Since his power is super smartness, we could help him a lot.

Why you guys don't want to try that.

>>39806078
Besides the fact that we have no idea if it would work on men, our emotional connection to Mike is at it's breaking point. Hardly a good time to try it.

>>39805933
>Write in
Get Mike a pot of coffee.

>>39806107
We can gender bend, and we do love our brother. It worked on Eri, before we started lewding her too, so it should work.

Worst case we waste like 20 minutes of his time.

>>39806141
>We can gender bend
How? Mia isn't here.
>It worked on Eri
We also had a much better relationship with her by recovering her figurines and covering her from mom.
All of the goodwill we mustered with Mike has essentially been burned through because people like you keep on interrupting his work.
He pretty much is right at the door to actually hating us, and you want to push him through with something you don't know could work when he's trying to get his work done.

>>39806141
>We can gender bend
Fuck off. He's already in a relationship and we're not doing that to him.

>>39806205
That is plan b, if our power works only with girls, and it is not permanent, and can be canceled, as long as Mia is there.

I knock on the door, "Mike? Buddy? You want some coffee or something?"

A long sigh comes through the door, before finally. "No milk, three sugars, leave the pot."

I leave the fact that he's treating me like a shitty waiter without comment, and head down to the kitchen, boiling a pot up, adding his sugar into a mug, before bringing the pot and mug back up to him. I have to let myself in, setting Mike's coffee down on.

He gives a slow sigh, massaging the bags under his eyes, before slumping back in his chair, downing his entire mug in one go. "God.... fuck everything." He sighs. "On top of all my work, now I have to send ZZ to get a new mouse."

I glance down, at the remains of his mouse, a pretty decent gaming piece I'd bought him a few Christmases back, top of the line for when it had come out at least, now its smashed to bits.

"Just.... fuck everything." He sighs, navigating through several screens by keyboard alone, typing a command into some window for a few seconds.

The motionless ZZ prototype whirrs to life in her corner, saluting, "I will acquire a mouse for Master!" She chirps, before leaping out the window.

"Swear to Christ, if she brings me back a rodent, I will turn her pain sensors on and disassemble her piece by god damn piece." Mike vows to himself.

>Leave him be, go....
>Write in

>>39806265
>>Write in
"Hey bro, some guy at Rosa's party was looking to try to head hunt you, just giving you a heads up, take care bro."
then
>Leave him be, go....
get /fit/ with Claire and Eri if she's awake

>>39806265
>Write in
"Look, Mike. You know my superpower is to enhance others' superpowers, right? Gimme a handshake. Either it boosts your super-smartness, or it does nothing while you wait for a new mouse. Can't hurt to try."

>>39806298
>"Hey bro, some guy at Rosa's party was looking to try to head hunt you, just giving you a heads up, take care bro."
It might tempt Mike to jump ship, though. That's the last thing we want to have happen.

>>39806321
not really, jumping ship is career suicide

>>39806309
thats worth a shot

>>39806265
>Leave him be, go....
Get /fit/ with Claire.

>>39806265
>>39806309
Give it a shot I guess

>>39806265
Can I get you a punching bag or something, to take your anger on Mike?

Also >>39806309
Kiss forhead if that does not work.

>>39806333
>jumping ship is career suicide
It would be, unless you're a supervillain-class robotics genius; and with the Bad Guys starting to win, it probably won't be such a problem if Mike decides to go full supervillain.

>>39806309
Also ask him to suppress his anger before doing that, its emotion related, he might turn into the incredible nerd hulk or something like that.

i hold my hand out for him to grab, "Look, Mike. You know how my superpower is to enhance other people's superpowers, right? Well, just gimme a handshake. Either it'll boost your super-smartness, or it does nothing while you wait for a new mouse. Can't hurt to try. Can it?"

He rolls his jaw around, sighs dramatically, before reaching over and shaking my hand roughly.

He waits a moment, eyes pointed upwards, before shaking his head, "Nope. Nothing. Are you done now?"

Well it was worth a shot, "Yeah, I guess, it was worth a shot at least, right?"

Mike shrugs, typing at his keyboard again, "Wild guess, but based on evidence, it was never going to work. if you look at Rosa's powers, her powers are essentially the same as before you started dating her, and only altered thanks to her power feeding off emotions or something." He pulls a face, "Uch. Either way, I don't think you can do much to alter the powers of most people who already have superpowers, other than put them on the fritz." He takes a deep breath, pouting himself another coffee, "Of course, that' all anecdotal evidence and entirely pulled out of my ass. Now. Can you /please/ get. Out?" He grimaces the last two words slowly. "I have a LOT of work to do."

I shrug and pat him on the shoulder, "Yeah, I guess. Sorry Mike." He grunts as I head out into the hallways again.

I stretch out a little, it's been a while, I really should exercise, before I start to turn back into a skinnyfat.

>Invite Claire
>Invite Eri
>Invite Mike
>Nah, I'd rather...

>>39806503
>Invite Claire
>Invite Eri

>>39806503
Invite Mom

>>39806503
>Invite Claire

>>39806503
>Invite Claire
>Invite Eri

>>39806503
>Invite Claire
>Invite Eri

>>39806503
>Invite Claire

>>39806503
>Invite Dad
Seriously, we need some not-faggy male company.

I duck my head in my door, finding Claire lounging on my bed, frowning at some piece of math homework, "Wanna work out instead?" I ask.

"Thank Christ, yes." She instantly replies, relief washing over her face as she tosses the book aside, leaping off my bed, "We grabbing our other victim for this?" She asks.

I smirk and knock on Eri's door, letting myself in, "Hey sis, you up for some good old fashioned exercise?"

She's already bundled up in her blankets, her only response is to mumble something about 'being tired out by Claire' trying to pull her blankets up over her head.

"No ya don't" Claire laughs, stepping forward and ripping the blankets down, revealing Eri to only be wearing an oversized shirt "Get up Dykarella, you're going to the ball."

Eri just groans again, trying to cover her face with a pillow, which Claire also yanks away, "Fiiiine." She sighs and rolls out of bed, pulling some pants on, and follows us out the door groggily.

Claire takes over Eri's routine, before benching the already bent bar at 2000 kilos, not even breaking a sweat as the steel groans under the weight.

Not being a superhuman freak, I stick to my routine of a jog, weights, leg lifts and pushups, adding some weights as I attempt to do squats, once again nearly falling flat on my ass as I nearly lose balance when I dip too low.

Eri, already tired, falls asleep halfway through a set of situps, snoring loudly. Claire tries to rouse her, but to no avail, as I go for my cooldown jog.

"Must've really tuckered her out." She shrugs, resting her head on my shoulder, she turns her neck, sniffing me, "You smell nice when you're all sweaty. Ya know that?"

"Right." I nudge Eri with my foot, earning a quiet snoring groan. "So... what are we gonna do with her?" I ask Claire,

"Gee.... I don't know." She says, a wicked smile crossing her face.

>"Not that." Put her to bed
>Ignore her for now, just relax down here
>Write in

>>39806813
>Ignore her for now, just relax down here

>>39806813
>Ignore her for now, just relax down here

>>39806813
>"Not that." Put her to bed

>>39806813
>Write in
Lock the door first.
Ignore Eri for now, undress and make out with Claire.

>>39806813
>"Not that." Put her to bed

>>39806813
Seconding >>39806853

>>39806813
Consensual sleep molestation.

Lock the door and stuff.

>>39806813
>>"Not that." Put her to bed

>>39806813
Can't argue with >>39806862

>>39806813
>"Not that." Put her to bed

>>39806915
>>39806854
>>39806893
>>39806830

Ow common guys, she gave us permission to do it. Its her fetish.(and mine).

>>39806947
when did she give us permission?

>>39806947
oh did she? i dont remember

>>39806958
When she fell asleep while we were in her room one time, as I recall.

>>39806813
>>39806862
this

>>39806813
Seconding >>39806862

It is, after all, consensual.

>>39806947
I don't think she did actually.

>>39806947
Us not Claire also she kinda really sleep right now

>>39806983
>>39806984
She really did, we came into her room, woke her up, she started falling asleep again, told us to do whatever. We sleepfucked her, she woke up, said that wasn't what she'd meant, but maybe she should have meant that.

>>39806947
But Eri looks like she really needs that sleep, though.
Keep in mind that she goes to uni AND has a job.
Don't be a dick, anon.

"Not that." I tell her, bending down to hoist Eri up.

Claire pouts, "Aw, come on, Eri told me you started dicking her in her sleep one time. Sounds hot as eff."

"As eff?" I ask, managing to get her to curl in my arms, Eri grumbling, but curling into me tiredly. "What are you, fourteen?"

Claire just pushes her chest together under her tanktop, winking at me, "Would a fourteen year old have all this going?" She asks, pushing the small mounds of her tits together.

I take a moment to reflect on how much more Marie is endowed than Claire, before silently heading for the stairs, Claire just following in my wake. I get Eri into bed without much complaining, navigating the minefield of her floor, managing to avoid stepping on any of her weeb shit, before setting her down. Claire tosses a blanket over her,

"I doubt you'd complain if I woke you up with a dick sucking, now would you?" Claire mutter.

I turn, grab her cheeks between my hands, "Stop being so rapey." I gently tell her, kissing her on the forehead.

"But it's fuuuun." She insists,fluttering her eyelashes. "And we won Avery over like that."

>I just wanna cuddle tonight
>Write in

>>39807018
>>I just wanna cuddle tonight
>Do some sexy tutoring, she's been letting her grades slip

>>39807003
Still not applied to Claire and still she needs the sleep more

>>39807034
This

>>39807018
>Do some sexy tutoring, she's been letting her grades slip

>>39807018
>>Do some sexy tutoring, she's been letting her grades slip

We should awaken Eri with sex in the morning?

>>39807018
>>39807034
ha go with this

>>39807018
>Write in
>Claire needs some tutoring, and we can do it with rewards, and going over her body

>>39807034
Ye this.

>>39807018
>I just wanna cuddle tonight
>Help Claire with her homework.

>>39807034
yep
You do well, I do you.

>>39806983
http://suptg.thisisnotatrueending.com/archive/37923742/#p37929163

There, Eri giving us permission to sleep fuck her. Took forever to find.

"I really just wanna cuddle tonight." I tell her, before, "Tell you what, I'll tutor you, but make it all sexy like. Like back when we were hanging out at your place, when all this weird shit was first starting."

"Oh yeah..." She gets a wistful smile on her face, "That time when I ghosted through the floor. Still not sure how I did that though. Haven't got a clue how that one works." She shrugs, "But, if it makes math less gay, then I'm all for it."

I lead her back to my room, as she fetches her textbooks back out. I lean back against my headboard, and she sits between my legs, handing one to me. "Okay, so.... what year did the Euro Empire first form?"

She scratches her head, thinking, "Uhhhh, I wanna sayyyyy.... sixty three?"

I shake my head, "Nope. That was the Scandinavian Unification. Try again."

She leans back, trying to peek at the pages, "Seventy two?"

"Still no. You're getting colder."

"Sixty five!" She half guesses.

"Yes, actually." I kiss her neck, massaging her chest gently.

It's slow, painful progress, and Claire's frustration at her work, is only doubled by how often I just leave her hanging on the edge of pleasure, "What year did the first giant mechanized warfare unit get deployed?"

"Forty two?" I shake my head, "Three?" Still no. "Five?" Nada. "Forty four?" There it is, I nod into her shoulder, and she grabs my hand and shoves it down her shorts. "Come on Danny, just let me finish already, you keep teasing me..." She whines.

>Git gud, and I will
>Your grades are more important
>Write in

>>39807177
Well she didn't exactly give us a permission to do it whenever she happens to fall asleep.

>>39807269
>Git gud, and I will

>>39807269
>Your grades are more important

>>39807269
>Git gud, and I will

>>39807269
>Your grades are more important
Gotta keep those grades up to stay on the team and not get held back a year.

>>39807269
>Git gud, and I will
Got to put a carrot in front of her, if you know what i mean.

uhh both those options are the same thing...

>>39807269
>Git gud, and I will
>Your grades are more important

>>39807269
>Git gud, and I will

Both options are same thing, but I don't mind.

>>39807339
They're not the same, although they are pretty similar and I'm not entirely sure that the difference is actually important.

I shrug into her back "Git gud and I will." I whisper in her ear, tugging my hand free.

"God you're such a little bitch." Claire sighs, "Fine then, next question!"

"What was the official date of surrender here?" I ask.

She struggles to think back on that one, "Hang on..... Dad always gets super wasted on that one..... May fifteenth."

Huh, she actually got that one right, even if it is depressing why. I reward her by bringing my hand down and pressing a finger slowly into her, slowly thrusting it back and forth into her, Claire panting in appreciation, trying to grind her clit against the ball of my hand.

"What about...." I thumb through the book single handed, "The first kaiju attack on our shores?"

She takes a moment to close her eyes, clearly relishing my touch inside her, "Uhhhh..... It was the nineteenth of May wasn't it? Not long afterwards."

"The eighteenth. " I tell her, "But it was at ten to midnight, so I guess I'll give you it." I suckle gently on the back of her neck, biting ever so softly, picking up the pace of my finger inside her."

We keep going back and forth like that, She doesn't improve her performance much, but the odd question occasionally sparks something in her memory and she'll get it right in one go.

At the end, I give her a quiz in summary, and... well she does better than normal. Her average grades are around thirty percent, and she got a forty five on this one.

"Yeah, yeah, I'm a dumbass, I get it." Claire breathes, rocking against me, "Now can we have some fun?" She takes a shuddering breath, "Please?"

>Well, you did do better...
>Write in

>>39807269
>Git gud, and I will

>>39807594
>Well, you did do better.
but next time youll have to do even better

>>39807594
Keep studying.

>>39807594
We can have SOME fun, but then back to studying.

>>39807594
Alright,but from now on we're doing this until your grades aren't utter shit. You're better than that.

>>39807594
Shouldn't we study as well? Isn't Danny behind?

>>39807594
>>39807621
this

>>39807636
i think we're just barely cutting it i remember right

>>39807636
We probably should.

>>39807594
>Well, you did do better...
>Write in
Take her clothes off, put her hands on the bed, stick her ass out, and make her cum from anal stimulation.

>>39807636
>>39807648
We never study if we did we'd be getting super good results, we just can't be arsed

>>39807663
its most likely a subtler reinforcement about how Dannys a waste of potential with his powers

>Alright, fine
>Keep studying, no fun allowed
>We can A LITTLE
>Danny studies on his own, even less fun allowed

>>39807747
>>We can A LITTLE

>>39807747
>Keep studying, no fun allowed
"Claire when was the last time we've spent time together without us ending up fucking. I just want you to know you mean more than that to me"

>>39807747
>Alright, fine

>>39807768
Gay.

>>39807747
>Keep studying, no fun allowed

>>39807747
>We can A LITTLE
Then
>Danny studies on his own, even less fun allowed

>>39807747
>We can A LITTLE

>>39807747
>>Keep studying, no fun allowed

Edge the crap out of her.

>>39807747
>>We can A LITTLE
Once Claire goes to sleep.
>>Danny studies on his own, even less fun allowed
If she doesn't fall asleep like always, she can give Danny a blowjob while he studies.

>>39807747
>Keep studying, no fun allowed

>>39807853
agreed

>>39807747
>We can A LITTLE

>>39807747
Changing >>39807922 to >>39807853

>>39807809 adding
>If she doesn't fall asleep like always, she can give Danny a blowjob while he studies.
That's a great idea, after we finish studying with Claire.

"Okay fine, a little."

Claire, hisses a "Yes!" under her breath, spinning and grabbing the book from my arms, tossing it onto the bed.

She drags my pants down my legs, and practically tears her shorts off, as she straddles over my waist, pinning me to the headboard.

With an appreciative sigh, she plants herself on my lower head, and sinks down, hilting me inside of her, "Hahhhhh." She wriggles her hips against me, leaning in to trail kisses down my jaw, "You know.... That's the third time you've taken my virginity." She sighs, as I feel a trickle of warmth run down her thigh, "Fourth if you count butt stuff."

(cont)

>>39808238
I'd totally forgotten that she'd healed that back at Rosa's place, as Claire starts bouncing up and down on me, pressing her chest tight into mine. "They do say that the first time is always the most special, huh?" She sighs, tracing a circle on my back, as she gently fucks herself up and down on me.

"Claire, this is far from your first. I doubt it's even in your first hundred by this point." I sigh back.

"Shhhh, don't spoil the moment." She whispers in my ear, leaning back, she traces a circle around my heart through my shirt. "It's still classier than fucking in a changeroom.... even if that was fucking great."

Before I can respond, she grabs me and pulls me into a kiss, surprisingly tender for Claire. She pins our lips together, taking my hand and placing it over her heart too.

Her orgasm is quietly moaned into my mouth, her hips slamming all the way down on me, gyrating, as I cum with her. She breaks contact long enough to whisper, "All of it, all for me." Before stifling her moans by biting into my shoulder.

I do likewise, pressing myself against the smoothness of her neck, as I spurt deep inside her warmness, Claire spasming around my shaft, milking me dry, as we just sit for a moment, quietly emptied.

She sighs in contentment, nodding almost serenly, "Cheers Danny." She pecks me on the cheek, before rolling off and climbing under hte blankets. She reaches up and honks my nose. "Love youuuuuu." She croons, before promptly shutting her eyes.

>Nice try, you still have more studying to do
>Whatever, I'll study on my own then
>Turn in for the night, it's too late

>>39808259
>>Nice try, you still have more studying to do

>>39808259
>Nice try, you still have more studying to do

>>39808259
>Whatever, I'll study on my own then

>>39808259
>Whatever, I'll study on my own then
Try to cram too much into her head, and more of it will just spill out.
Let her get some sleep so that what she did learn tonight actually sticks.

>>39808259
>Nice try, you still have more studying to do
Deploy tickling a necessary. Danny needs to study as well.

>>39808259
>Nice try, you still have more studying to do

>>39808259
>Whatever, I'll study on my own then

>>39808259
We need Rosa to tutor both of us, with Danny keeping things on-track. Our tutoring sessions with Ms. Gutla.

I flick her forehead, "Nice try asshole, you can't distract me with all that lovey dovey stuff, you still have studying too do."

She frowns, "Damnit, and I was so close." I grab another book up and we repeat the process all over again, Claire struggling through the process, with me occasionally rewarding her when she gets things right.

On the next quiz, she does better, than usual as well, but only gets a forty, "Okay. Fuck this, I'm done for tonight. I'm going to bed." She sighs, rolling over, "Feels like my god damn heads gonna blow up.

On the other hand, having quizzed Claire and actually gone over the material for once, I at least feel I understand some of the shit better. "So this is what actual studying is like." I mutter to myself, tossing the book down."

"ZZ, I SWEAR TO CHRIST!" Mike's voice cuts through the quiet of the night, before the sound of metal meeting wall. "I DIDN'T MEAN A LIVE MOUSE!"

>Eh, it'll be good stress relief for him
>Write in

>>39808332
>tutoring sessions with Ms. Gutla.
A day-long study session with Marie, Mia, Claire, Rosa, and Avery on a Saturday sounds good.
As does a one-on-one tutoring session with Marie.

>>39808503
Go calm mike down, ZZ is his prototype.

Do we have any extra mouses, or can borrow one from Eri?

Also invite Mike to beat on a punching bag.

>>39808503
Ah hell. Alright. Get over there, get Mike to take some time off. He shouldn't kill himself or his robot waifu over this.

>>39808503
>Write in
Bang back on Mike's wall.
"Mike, you still need her in one piece!"
Lend Mike our mouse. He needs it.

>>39808503
let Mike borrow our mouse, but if he breaks it he replaces it

>>39808550
This.
>>39808552
He's under enough stress, so lets not tell him that bit.

>>39808503
>Try to find a mouse for him to borrow.

>>39808503
Loan him our mouse then ask him what as really pissing him off.

This seems like there's more to his anger then just work

Shit. I look around for my laptop, now hidden under a pile of dirty bras and socks, digging around for the mouse in there somewhere, as words drift through the walls.

"Master? Why are you activating those?"

I feel my fingers close around the plastic and drag it out, hurrying for the door, I fling Mike's open, barging in. "Stop! Mike! You need her in one piece!"

He round on you, screwdriver in hand, a look of cold anger on his face, "Not really. I can just take back the forward model I lent out, it's a superior model as it is."

"Mike, you can't take back the helper bot, Mia's mum depends on it." I insist, holding my mouse out, "Look, take mine. I barely use my laptop as is."

With a sigh, he tosses the screwdriver down. "Fine. Whatever. ZZ deactivate pain sensors." He slumps back into his chair, plugging in my mouse. "Thanks, or whatever." He sighs.

"Mike, what the hells going on with you?" I demand, "You were going to torture that robot, for fucks sake."

Mike rounds on me again, pouring himself another coffee. "Have I not made it clear, how much god damn work I have to do?" He asks, "Have you ever tried to code a thinking, intelligent brain into a computer chip the size of your pinky nail?"

"Well, no. But-"

"Thanks Danny, this mouse should speed my work up. No thanks to you." He adds spitefully to ZZ who just slowly blinks.

"I love you Master." She slowly replies.

"Why do I even bother keeping this hunk of junk?" He asks himself. "I should sell you sometime." He turns back to his keyboard and starts typing away.

>Goodnight Mike
>Writein

>>39808908
>Goodnight Mike

>>39808908
>Goodnight Mike, take care of yourself. If you need to hit something get a punching bag, or some pillows, don't hurt yourself.

>>39808908
Ask Mike what is also bothering him besides work

>>39808908
Seconding >>39809040

This shit is ridiculous, and if we ignore it he's going to go full supervillain on us.

>>39808908
Mike why don't you have assistants helping you and why are you working here instead of the lab? You're no acting like yourself you're more like the self important assholes at school

>>39808908
"Mike bro, don't sell your first, sure she's imperfect, but she's special, you just got to be a bit more specific with her, she doesn't think like you or I do and you can't fault her that."

bit unclear, soooooo

>Mike, stop being an asshole
>Go easy on ZZ Mike
>What's really wrong here?

>>39809201
>Go easy on ZZ Mike

>>39809201
>>Go easy on ZZ Mike
>>What's really wrong here?

>>39809201
>Go easy on ZZ Mike
>What's really wrong here?

>>39809201
>Go easy on ZZ Mike
>What's really wrong here?

>>39809201
>Mike, stop being an asshole

When stressed you overlook obvious things, and might hurt yourself as a result Mike.

>>39809201
>Go easy on ZZ Mike

"Mike, you can't ZZ, sure she's imperfect, but she's special, you just have to be a bit more specific with her, she doesn't think like you or I do and you can't fault her that."

Mike spins his chair slowly, "Can and will if she annoys me again. She's my property. I literally made her. Scrapping her now would be like dumping my old PC when it starts to slow down."

"I love you Master." ZZ adds again, stepping into her corner, "Going into powered down mode." Her head droops and she goes silent.

I start to approach him, "Mike.... what's really wrong here?"

He just slams his forehead into his desk. "How... Many. Fffffffffffucking times do I have to explain that I am VERY. GOD! DAMN! BUSY!" He roars, "What do you not get about the fact that I have a very short contract to develops the worlds smartest program to ever exist? Just get out. For fucks sake, Danny, I know I'm smarter than you, but you're as stupid as Claire sometimes."

"Hey, I resent that." He opens a window on his computer, types something in quickly. A second later, I feel an arm grab me around the stomach.

ZZ lifts me, opens the door and carries me into the hall, shutting the door behind her. "Master says I am to wait here and stop anyone else from 'being an annoying little shit'." She intones calmly.

>Fine, fuck him then
>Write in

>>39809532
>Fine, fuck him then

>>39809532
Ask Zz if she knows what might be bothering Mike besides work and "annoying little shits"

>>39809532
>Fine, fuck him then

>>39809532
Ask ZZ if there is anything we can do to help Mike.

>>39809532
>Write in
"ZZ, I know you're deeper than what he thinks. How do you feel about this?"

>>39809532
>>39809580
>>39809596
>>39809600
Ask ZZ all the questions!

"ZZ... you live in his bedroom, do you think there might be anything outside his work affecting him?" I ask her.

She tilts her head with the quiet whirr of gears, "Please wait... analysing... Mistress Lily tends to be a distraction from Masters work when she visits. Not to mention there frequent conversations about non work related matters in the work place. They often discuss visiting Paris after this first contract is completed, as Mistress Lily's family has taken a shine to Master."

"And how do you feel about that?" I ask.

She shrugs, the movement bizzarely human looking. "I only wish for the Master to be happy and be to enjoy my performance."

"Well. is there anything I can do to help him?"

She tilts her head again, "Analysing.... Master seems most happy when he spends time with Mistress Lily. Especially when she sucks on his-"

"That's enough." I quickly cut in, "Thanks ZZ."

She nods calmly, "Any time. I exist to serve, unless otherwise specified."

I head back to my room, collapsing into bed beside Claire, exhausted and trying very hard not to think about Mike having sex.

Somewhat ironically, I awaken to the feeling of hot lips wrapped softly around my cock, warm skin pressed against my legs, and slurping sounds filling the room.

Without being able to stop hold back in my barely awake state, I cum, blasting hot seed upwards, as the lips vacuum tight around me.

At last, I stop, the echoes of my orgasm still giving me a pleasant buzz, as Claire crawls her way up me under the blankets, her head popping loose, as she loudly swallows, wiping her lips.

"See? Wasn't that great?" She asks, "I'm sure Eri wouldn't have no objections either."

"No raping without permission." I insist.

She pouts, falling flat against me, "So who was yelling last night? I could've sworn I heard something... or was I dreaming?"

"Mike... he's in a real shitty mood."

Claire grunts, cuddling against me, "Hmm. Sucks to be him."

>Nothing I can do about it either way
>Write in

I guess Mike becoming an asshole and going full supervillain is our fault.
We put the pressure on him to get a product ready instead of letting him get more of the work done before we made the presentation.
We also have done nothing to stem the tide of supervillainy that's getting out of hand, and while it may simply be a coincidence, there's a good chance that it's slowly corrupting Mike.

>>39809927
>Nothing I can do about it either way

>>39809927
>Write in
"Out of the three of us Speltins, he's the best employed. I'll try to stay out of his way, keep him topped up on coffee and tea. This contract NEEDS to work out; both for Mike's career, and for my relationship with Rosa's parents."

>>39810016
This.

Also we should go wake up Eri with sex.

"Well, out of the three of us kids, he's the best employed. I'll try and stay out of his way and keep his coffee topped off. That contract NEEDS to work out, so that he can have a career, and we need it for our relationship with Rosa's parents."

Claire nods. "Yeah well, he's already fucked off for the day. Heard him leaving for work already. At least he's working on Saturdays I guess?"

I nod, as a knock hits on the door, before Avery and Mia stroll in. "Morning foul fornicators." Avery grunts, clutching her forehead. "If there's one thing you don't want to do, it's to try and outdrink heavily augmented seven foot tall mercenaries." She groans. "Especially if you have to walk home in the morning." With that she collapses on the couch, her head in Mia's lap, whom she curls into.

"Did you guys only just wake up?" Mia asks, "It's nearly noon!"

Claire giggles, pressing her still naked skin against me under the sheets "Well.... Danny's been up for a while. Just not awake." That earns a smile from Mia, while Avery boos her, busy trying to curl up in a ball.

"How's your mum doing?" Claire asks, jerking her chin at Mia.

"Better, now that Mike's robot is helping her out." She pauses, trying to contain a smile, "Dave still hasn't tried to talk to her." She mutters, looking pleased.

"Can we please not talk this loudly?" Avery groans, as Mia starts stroking her hair."

"So... any shenanigans for today?" Claire asks, rubbing her thigh against me.

>Let's go see if Rosa slept her hangover off at least.
>Write in

>>39810434
>>Let's go see if Rosa slept her hangover off at least.

>>39810434
Mia, can you duplicate me, or add extra head, and arms?

If we can make duplicates of ourselves, it be cool, and maybe we can even help Mike. 2 heads are better than one.

+ Muddleheaded shenanigans.

Let the Rosa sleep.

>>39810434
>>Let's go see if Rosa slept her hangover off at least.
bring eri and marie

>>39810434
>Let's go see if Rosa slept her hangover off at least.
"Now Avery won't be the only one with a headache"

>>39810434
>Let's go see if Rosa slept her hangover off at least.

>>39810434
Can we summon MT? We have only ended the warforged paladin part of the plan of saving the world from the fuck-up.

>>39810558
We just need to go in shower alone.

I don't think that is gonna happen anytime soon tho.

>>39810602
We need mia for him to turn human. Non-lewd bro bonding with MT is a good start.

>>39810661
>Non-lewd bro bonding

Umm he is gonna be a cat person in anime style universe. If we don't fuck him, a tentacle monster will come out and fuck him/her.

>>39810717
Not while he's with us, and he probably has a new magical girl squad to help in the harsh enviroment. Also, the emotion based powers theory from a couple threads ago.

>>39810717
Would that actually be a problem?

>>39810759
Remember when we got Shoe? We just touched a cat, and instantly a monster showed up.

>>39810804
Right, but would MT getting fucked by a tentacle monster actually be a problem?

>>39810837
What makes you think the tentacle monster would go after MT, and not us?
We're either a background character or a main character.
We're either killed off to showcase a monster's cruelty, or we're attacked first because we're a main character.

As a support character, MT is pretty safe.

>>39810837
The cat LORD is pure and corruptuon free. He is safe from perversions and a herald to the light.
So no, tentacle rape is not an problem to him.

>>39810933
I think that MT will get kidnapped. Dunno about us tho.

Would be really great ending of the quest taught. Getting killed by cat kidnapping/raping monster.

>>39810933
I never said the tentacle monster would go after MT, and not us.
I was just refferring to the earlier statement.

"Let's go see if dear Rosa has slept her hangover off yet."

Claire bemoans having to get up and put clothes on, until I shove her off me finally. With a roll of my eyes, I head down to the kitchen, fetching Avery some orange juice before her head explodes.

She pounds the whole thing in one go, before Mia draws her up a pair of really dark sunglasses without being asked. Avery thanks her in a whisper, giving Mia a kiss on the cheek.

The walk to Rosa's is pretty quiet, we walk past the corpse of that thing Claire killed last night, currently being devoured by flies, "God damn lazy street cleaners." I mutter under my breath, clutching my nose.

We walk past an alleyway a few street from Rosa's where that asshole from Shining Miracle Super Force in blue is getting his shit pushed in by a bunch of dudes in jumpsuits, kicking as he lays on the ground, but I don't bother to mention it to anyone else.

For once, Mrs Mishone herself answers the door, in her dressing gown, "Morning kids. We gave Francois the day off. His daughter came down with a nasty mauling last night." She tuts, "Poor girl. Oh well, come on in. I'm sure Rosa will be happy too see you all." She says the last couple words with a smirk to you.

A long, drawn out moan is the response when her mother knocks on Rosa's bedroom door, before we let ourselves in. Avery quickly marches over, "I know that feeling." She grunts, climbing in, Rosa squealing and trying to retreat further into her blankets, trying to hide her nakedness from her mother.

"Oh relax sweetie, "I'm sure no one here minds." Mrs Mishone rolls her eyes, "Well have fun kids, I'm going to enjoy the pool before it dries up again. It's lovely this time of year."

"I'm never drinking again." Rosa croaks out slowly. "Can we all just lay very still... and very quiet for the next six hours please."

"That doesn't sound like much fun." Claire says, wicked grin on her face as she approaches the bed.

>Let the drunks sleep, go...
>Write in

>>39811197
>His daughter came down with a nasty mauling last night
We might want to do something about the increase in maulings, or else we might get mauled.

>>39811197
Lock the door, and watch what Claire is about to do.

Dis gonna be good.

>>39811197
>Let the drunks sleep, go...for a swim in the pool with every one

>>39811197
>Let the drunks sleep, go...
Investigate recent developments.

>>39811197
>Write in
Go get a pitcher of water for the drunks.

>His daughter came down with a nasty mauling last night
We need to stop being a lazy asshole bystander who does nothing as people are killed in front of him, and start pushing in the shit of supervillains and monsters.
Some of them might just be trying to make a living, sure, but then there's assholes who we should execute with a bullet to the back of the head.
I'm sure Avery would be all over that.

>>39811197
>Let the drunks sleep, go...
take a swim in the pool.
Mrs. Mishone's right, we should enjoy the pool while it lasts.

>>39811315
Let heroes do that. Our ass is too fragile to do shit like that.

We still should get a gun, and some gun lessons sometime, in case if we get a free shot.

>>39811357
>Let heroes do that.
If you hadn't noticed, they're all being killed or bugging out of this timeline and leaving us to be ruled over by dark overlord assholes.

We're going to be the only ones left alive soon, and by then it'll be too late.

>>39811315
We should probably just get someone else to do that, once we figure out where they're coming from.

>>39811388
Or we seduce a evil vileness, and get protection, and good life from her, in return for boosting her powers.

>>39811388
We just need to get them to do something productive instead of getting killed for no reason.

>>39811416
>in return for boosting her powers.
Mike, our super-intelligent brother, already outlined why that's a fucking retarded idea, and you're an idiot for thinking it could work.

>>39811441
>instead of getting killed for no reason.
Did you forget that Rosa already said that the bad guys are getting power boosts that make them simply better than the good guys?

Or that MT's teams simply don't have the raw power to stand up to the monsters and villains that are out and about now?

Please, enlighten us on how every one else could do "something productive".

>>39811416
Claire is probably close enough.

>>39811531
The heroes are freaking duchebags.

If they teamed up, and killed off villains one by one, they be fine.

Instead they don't do shit.

>>39811531
I don't know, but it would probably be good to try to figure that out, instead of just running towards certain death.

>>39811595
Aren't most heroes these days teenagers? That alone already impairs risk assessment and management. Certain death probably doesn't seem certain until that brief instant right after it's too late.

So how long till the government kidnaps Danny and attempts to use him as the serum to create literal super soldiers?

>>39811687
Well, something should probably be done about that, shouldn't it?

Who did Danny get his powers from? That one thread with the eye being seemed to imply his dad had the same power, but now it's being implied that it's from the mom's side.

>>39811739
From his parents.

>>39811739
an angle when we had that alt-dimension thread awhile back he said he gave us it.

metatron was his name

I grab Claire by the shoulder, "Let's let the drunks sleep, I could go for some swimming."

Rosa waves towards her closet, "Swimsuits in there.... might fit...."

Mia heads in, fishing out bikinis and swimsuits that I'd guess by the size of them are at least a couple of years old, if they fit Claire now, I just figure I can go swimming in my shorts, because fuck it, why not.

Mia, Claire and I troop down to the basement. "Hello?" I call out, into the dark room, fiddling with switches in the hopes it'll illuminate the depths of the room.

"Over here!" I hear Mrs Mishone call out of the dark. "There's lights in the pool, you should see them if you keep walking.

We wander into the dark after the sound of her voice, the soft carpet at some point giving way to cool, smooth stone. "Christ how big is this basement?" Claire asks, as dim lights become visible in the distance. After a few more minutes we reach the edge of the pool, Rosa's mother swanning about on a floating chair, underwater lights sending dancing shimmering lines over every surface, as the far wall finally comes into view, as smooth stone.

"Rather nice, isn't it?" She calls out. "Help yourselves, waters lovely."

Claire instantly grabs Mia around the waist and drags the shrieking artist into the water in a belly flop.

They both emerge in a spluttering mess, Claire laughing the whole time, shaking water from her eyes.

Of course, since I'm sensible, I actually climb in via the ladder, the water nice and cool, just right. That is until Claire splashes you, Mia and Rosa's mother in one slap of the water.

"Kids.... it's a big pool, surely if we're going to splash each other, surely it can be away from me?" Mrs Mishone asks.

>Sorry, we'll go over to the corner and play
>Claire, stop being an asshole, talk to Mrs Mishone about...
>Write in

>>39811973
>Claire, stop being an asshole, talk to Mrs Mishone about...
Mike's deadline and the headhunters.

>>39811973
>Claire, stop being an asshole, talk to Mrs Mishone about...
Mike

>>39811809
He seemed to be able to move our mind/soul between realities. I think he was assigned to our soul from a particular reality, go bored, and moved our soul/mind, to a reality where we would developed our powers, in order to be more entertained.

>>39812073
that'd explain why Danny never knew about his parents having super powers

>>39811973
>Claire, stop being an asshole, talk to Mrs Mishone about...
Possibly extending Mike's deadline.

>>39811973
>Claire, stop being an asshole, talk to Mrs Mishone about...
Mike's deadline.

"Claire, stop being an asshole." I tell her between spitting water out.

She shrugs and look to Mia. "Race you to the far side? No super powers." Before Mia can respond, she takes off. Mia watches her go for a moment, before floating over beside me and pulling me into a floating hug.

I reciprocate, kicking harder to stay afloat and paddle over to Mrs Mishone. "Um, Mrs Mishone?"

She sighs, waving her hand, "For the last time Daniel, call me Wendy! Mrs Mishone makes me feel old."

"Uhhh, yeah." I mutter, "Well, it's about my brother... He's been having a really hard time keeping up with his schedule for his cyborg development project."

She inhales slowly, "So you want me to ask Dick to extend his contract for development time?" She asks.

"Well... he's losing sleep trying to keep on schedule, and he's been acting really.... out of character from it." I point out.

Mrs Mishone nods slowly, pursing her lips, "A lot of employees have to go into crunchtime if they fail to meet deadlines Daniel. It's why deadlines exist."

"Well, yeah, but it's not likely anyone else is going to corner the market, are they?" I ask.

She raises a hand, "Ah, ah, ah. You just told me last night that Wilcox was trying to head hunt young Michael from us. What other use would a pharmaceutical company have for a robot designer unless they were trying to corner the market before we do?"

"I...." damn it.

"Ok, Daniel." She stretches her arms out overhead, relaxing backwards, "I don't want to be the bad guy here. Just give me a justifiable reason too push extending his deadline and I'll see what I can do."

>Write in

Come on, guys, surely you have SOMETHING that can be used to justify extending a deadline other than "it's hard".

>>39812467
Flaw finding. Just yesterday his prototype mistook a real mouse for a computer mouse. That alone is a massive issue.

>>39812467
It's a very complex machine, rushing and stressing the maker lowers the quality
thats the best i can come up with

>>39812467
Well he can probably make it, but he might go off his rocker in process.

He sometimes does stupid things when stressed. I am trying to keep him in check, but he already attacked my sister, and was beating up his robot helper, besides punching walls and stuff.

Also he strives for perfection way too much. >>39812579 n' stuff.

>>39812467
He doesn't seem to work very well under stress, and he's not exactly dispensable.

>>39812543
His computer rig keeps locking up while he programs

>>39812467
We still need time for QA testing, as abbreviated as it would be, especially since other companies have started to take an interest in Mike's research. He needs some extra time to make sure that Wilcox or some other interested party hasn't tried to sabotage the project by inserting malicious backdoors in the AI.

>>39812667
Good point.

>>39812467
he is under staffed he has what one assistant and hes programing this from the ground up.

>>39812467
The equipment that he's been working on for the AI can barely handle the load that he's putting it under as he optimizes the code, leading to delays. He could get faster results if he had better equipment, or give him a few more days for his computers to catch up.

To be honest, all of these sound like bullshit excuses that an incompetent programmer uses.

>>39812467
He can be loyal to the mishone empire, and actually turned into a normal human being because of the work they gave him. The challenge and creativity leeway. He NEEDS this as an tech developer. The deadline is a huge fuck up in a stakeholder internal view.

>>39812743
Without deadlines noting ewer gets done. You can always optimize code, and fix bugs, till the system becomes outdated(/stuff happens to programs/hardware you depend on), and you have to start over.

>>39812743
>The deadline is a huge fuck up in a stakeholder internal view.
Holy shit, how fucking stupid are you?
Things become shit and never produce profits if they never meet a deadline.
Sure, a product can fail if it has massive problems because it was rushed to meet a deadline.
But I've yet to see a project succeed that had no deadline and no cutoff for when new features are added.

>>39812667
>>39812680
>>39812712
Isn't that just his home computer? Pretty sure he has a decent lab with the Mishones.

>>39812869
>Pretty sure he has a decent lab with the Mishones.
Then why isn't he spending crunch time at the lab and using their better computers?
He shouldn't be coming home and using a shitty desktop when he has a lab purpose-built for this kind of work and he's on a deadline.

That's Mike making stupid mistakes, and not something we can cover for.

>>39812869
I am pretty sure he be better off, if he moved to the lab. Uninterrupted work, and less time spent on going back and from work.

We could bring him food from home and stuff.

>>39812827
Ok, let me explain this better: There is no way an experimental product in-universe to work such is the robotic V.I to subistitute the normal workforce if it's rushed. Mike needs time to know how this shit works, and get a little more social exp under his belt to make this work. Integration is the keyword here.

"He needs extra time for Quality Assurance, as well as having more time to relax and not go insane." I recall the mouse situation, "The AI he's using needs more quality assurance. Rushing him won't help long run, if your competitor release a superior product than he does.

She nods, "I can work with that."

"Not to mention the equipment he's using to catch up at home can't take the stress of running whatever programs he's using. Keeps locking up and making him lose progress."

She nods slowly, "I'll talk to Dick, see if we can get him a proper set up at home, make it tax reductable."

"Maybe he could get more than one assistant while you're at it?" I ask.

She shakes her head at that one, "We can't allocate THAT much more budget to a project already as experimental AND expensive."

Well, I tried. "Either way, thank you for trying Mrs-"

"Wendy!" She snaps. "That name makes me sound like a mother."

"You are a mother?" Mia points out, confused.

"Yes, but being called one makes me feel weird." She replies, slipping into the water off her chair and swimming closer to us. "You might understand one day, once you've had a few blue haired miracles of your own." She pats Mia's cheek and swims over to the edge, climbing out via the ladder, water streaming off her. "But hopefully, those will at least come AFTER I receive grandchildren of my own Daniel. Much as I loathe the idea of being Grandmother Mishone, I still want some heirs running around. Perhaps I could take up knitting."

Mia cuddles in closer to me. "She can't stop me if I want them." She whispers in my ear. Concerning.

Mrs Mishone sits on the edge of the pool, drying herself off. "I heard that." She smirks slowly. "Now, was there anything else you kids wanted, or is time for margarita~aaaas?" She trills the last word as song, standing and drying her long legs down.

>Write in

>>39812987
No that was all, and I think I'll pass on margaritas, thank you.

>>39812987
No we're good, and looking at Avery and Rosa I'll pass on the alcohol.

>>39812987
im gonna pass on the drinks thanks for the offer . . .Wendy.
lewds in the pool with mia and clair

>>39812987
I believe that was all.

>>39812987
Share a drink with Wendy, not too much but enough to get relaxed.

>>39812987
Thanks Wendy.

Also do you have any information on what competitors are doing, or are located?

(Industrial espionage/sabotage quest go!)

"Thank you.... Wendy." The name feels weird coming from my mouth, "And we'll pass on the drinks thanks."

She looks up at that, eyebrows raised. "I wasn't offering it to you three." She laughs, "Margarita's are for alone time." She twirls on the spot and disappears into the darkness of the basement, "Have fun kids." She calls over her shoulder, wrapping her towel around herself.

As she fades into the dark, I hug Mia a little tighter, until suddenly, I'm yanked underwater by the ankle.

Through the blurry water, I can see Claire laughing at me, a stream of bubbles escaping from her mouth, hair floating about her face.

Resurfacing, I do my best to get the water out of my nose, while Claire just comes up, laughing at me.

"Hey.... um." Mia clears her throat. "We..... have the basement to ourselves now." She points out.

Before I can ask what she means, she holds the bottom of her swimsuit out towards Claire and I. "So...?" She trails off with a small smile, floating into the shallow end of the pool.

>Write in

>>39813475
Follow Mia, shucking off our clothes and putting them on the side of the pool

>>39813475
So...?

>>39813475
Ask if you can have gills, multiple heads, and eat them both out, while underwater.

>>39812467
Does your company have any interests in France? I heard Mike saying something about it, maybe it could help out to visit the European Empire?

>>39813475
well i can cross off pool sex from my list.

>>39813475
i'm not sure fucking in their hot spring is the best idea

>>39813586
Maybe a multi-headed octo-dick squid creatures?

>>39813586
No.

>>39813475
I'm not sure if that's a good idea.

>>39813644
That is even better.
Changing >>39813586 to >>39813644

>>39813475
Follow her, give her the D.

>>39813475
Follow her.

i have no idea a this point

>normal sex as normal human being
>whatever the fuck these >>39813586 >>39813644 are talking about
>Write in

>>39813845
>normal sex as normal human being

>>39813845
>>whatever the fuck these >>39813586 (You) >>39813644 are talking about

>>39813845
>normal sex as normal human being

>>39813845
>normal sex as normal human being

>>39813845
>Danny tentacle monster time or Danni tentacle monster time

>>39813891
>>39813886
>>39813856

Man you guys /d/ont want to have fun.

>>39813845
>normal sex as normal human being
Normal for the first round, second round Clarence and Milo can spitroast and DP Danni.

>>39813845
>>normal sex as normal human being

I give Claire a look and we both follow her into shallows, Mia giving us a coy smile, as she undoes her bikini too.

I grab her first, Claire hot on my heels, as Mia wraps her legs around my waist, pulling herself against me in the weightlessness of the water.

Claire tugs my shorts down from behind, pressing herself into my side and helping herself to the small mounds of Mia's chest, leaning forward and suckling on the blue haired girls nipples as I pin her against the wall of the pool.

I enter Mia slowly, making sure her condition isn't playing up first, but she eagerly eggs me on. "I need it." She insists, pulling me forward with her leg lock, driving me further inside her.

The water adds a weird sensation to it all, like fucking while floating in space, but Mia grips me tight inside that it still feels as great as ever, as I fuck myself into her.

"It's been too long." She whispers in my ear, curling her fingers through my hair, then down into Claire's.

She comes quickly under both of our ministrations, Claire's hand disappearing under water, playing with Mia's clit under water, we drive her to a finish quick, Mia pulling me in even deeper as she cums, pulling a grunting orgasm out of me as she wriggles against me, clawing my back slightly.

I pull off her slowly, watching my cum slowly ooze out of the panting girl, floating in the fresh water, until Claire shrugs and scoops some up. "Bleh... too watery." She judges, spitting it back out." She glances around, "Shame we didn't bring any paper down, hey Mia?"

A loud splash, and a geyser of water appears where Claire was, before she reappears seconds later, "Oh would you look at that, this paper and pencil appeared in my hand." She says with an obvious wink.

>"I'm out, but you two can have fun" go...
>Write in

Back to BGC, no plot and always lewds.
We need to earn that happy season 1 ending!

>>39814345
"Nothing to strange please."

>>39814345
>>Write in
"let not get to weird please."

>>39814345
>"I'm out, but you two can have fun" go...
Shower?

>>39814345
No Danni

>>39814380
>>39814421
you know youre free to suggest ideas right?
it really doesnt help chuckles to just say "have the sex now"

>>39814465
youre right, Danny should get spitroasted instead

>>39814345
"Please no Cowhands."

>>39814488
Everybody should get split roasted by a tentacle monster. It would be a good experience for all involved.

>>39814345
Futa Claire split roast Mia.

>>39814345
>>Write in
"two dicks could be fun."

>>39814541
>>39814492
>>39814465
>>39814421
>>39814380
if you want lewds, how about you say what youd actually like, rather than what you dont want

>>39814345
>Write in
Spitroast Danni with Milo and Clarence

>>39814465
>>39814538
Is me but, Im fine with moving on and not lewding as well.

well since this is a god damn mess, because no one knows what they want

>Spit roast Danni
>Spitroast Mia
>Im out
>Write in

>>39814811
>Spit roast Danni

>>39814811
>Im out

>>39814811
>Spit roast Danni

>>39814811
>>Spit roast Danni

>>39814811
>Spitroast Mia

>>39813881
Sorry, I couldn't assist bringing our multi-headed octo-dick-topus into fruition, I got distracted and missed the vote.

>>39813845
Chuckles thanks for putting this up for a vote. you're pretty cool. I didn't expect it to even be mentioned again.

To everyone else, I can only say. Sometimes you just have to see how deep the magical realm rabbit hole goes!

>>39814932
I'm pretty sure you actually don't.

spit roasting Danni it is

>>39814932
it might not be my fetish, but if it wins a vote, ill right it. not cowhands though

I don't understand, why have a harem of girls if you're gay?

>>39815067
i dont fucking know im just tired of all the /d/ickheads here

>>39815067
How is that gay?

>>39815204
Have a male mentality then knowingly and willingly changing your body to female to have sex with men is gay.

>>39815357
Not really, especially since the men in question were female beforehand.

"How's about we all do a little gender swapping?" I ask, "It's always a fun time when cousin Danni comes to town."

Mia nods setting to sketching out, as Claire leans in and whispers in my ear, "You're going to be a dirty little cum slut, are you?" She grabs a handful of my ass, "Mia can have your mouth, but which one do you want it in?"

I start to respond, but she shushes me, "Nuh uh. A proper cum slut lets us choose." That's probably worrying, but Mia takes that moment to transform us all.

Clare turns into Clarence, looking comical in his/her tightly stretched bikini, helping Mia, or Milo hop up on the edge of the pool.

"You're lucky, you know that Mia?" Claire says conversationally, as she lifts me by the waist, "You're the first girl Danny's ever given a blowjob too."

Technically not accurate, as I cleaned Avery off that one time, but she doesn't know about that.

"You ready Danni?" Claire whispers in my ears.

"As I'll ever be, I gu-EESSSSS!" my shrug turns into a yell as Claire spears me onto her shaft, filling my temporary cunt to brim as she drives me down on her, the water trapped by the head of her cock swishing inside me. "Fuck, Claire!" I gasp, as a wave of pleasure emanates from my new pussy.

"What was that? Didn't sound like dicksucking to me." Claire pushes my head down towards Mia/Mios' slender, dick, now rock hard and pointing straight up, as Claire pumps in and out of me, the water adding a new sensation to the last time I was railed like this.

I grab Mia's shaft in one hand, rubbing the tip gently, as she bites her lip slowly. "Oooh." She gasps, as I slowly lean down and take her short shaft in my mouth, licking the head.

I bob up and down a few times, 'Is this gay?' I wonder to myself, 'I mean... I am a girl and all, but-" I lose my train of thought as Claire pulls out of my pussy, and switches to my asshole instead, my girlish body apparently extremely accommodating of her length. "FUCKIN SHHHIIIIT!" I groan around Mia's balls

(cont)

Mia, not wanting me to stop, grabs me by my ponytail and starts helping me bob my head to a rhythm, helping me pleasure her, as Claire stuffs me to my limit

Unsurprisingly, the blue haired 'boy' finishes first, tapping me on the shoulder, and warning me, "Danni? I... can feel it cumming." She gasps, bucking her hips into my face.

I pull off at the last second and point her cock upwards, spraying her cum all up her own belly, as Claire gives a wheezing grunt, her hot seed filling my asshole in one burst, strong enough that it actually shoots me forward a couple of inches.

Claire, for her part, just collapses, straight backwards into the water, a goofy, post orgasm smile on her face as her dick slowly wilts.

Mia, for her part, scrapes her cum off her flat chest and licks some of it up, but apparently finds the flavour lacking, spitting it out. "Ewwww. Tastes all fake." She complains, rinsing herself off in the water again.

With a little bit of wriggling and squeezing, we're mostly clean by the time Mia's transformation ends, Mia cuddling into me, while Claire continues floating on her back.

"I can see why you like getting blowjobs." Mia decides. "Maybe... I should give you more of them."

Fucking score. I pat her head, and clamber out of the now significantly more salty poolwater, "Phew..." I sigh, "Fun times." Claire paddles to the edge as we tug our clothes back on, whispering to Mia.

"We're gonna watch a movie." Claire announces, "No boys allowed."

>Fine, I'll go...
>But I wanna cuddle....

>>39815516
>go sleep with Rosa

>>39815516
>But I wanna cuddle....

>>39815516
>But I wanna cuddle....

>>39815516
"Mia can you change me back?"

>>39815785
No boys allowed.

>>39815558
this
i wanna find avery and rosa rutting like animals

WELP

condensing the vote
>Cuddling?
>Back to the bedroom

>>39815516
>Fine, I'll go...
Get some water to Rosa and Avery. Climb into bed with them and cuddle/kiss and grope them.

>>39815971

If spoiler is happening Im in with this >>39815942

>>39815971
>Back to the bedroom

>>39815971
>Cuddling?

>>39815971
>Back to the bedroom
But I just wanna pet Rosa's hair while she complains...

>>39815971
>Back to the bedroom

>>39815942
>i wanna find avery and rosa rutting like animals
and then we sneak up behind them and slip it in avery's butt, right?

Rosa's butt is also acceptable.

>>39815971
>Back to the bedroom

>>39815971
>Back to the bedroom

"Fine." I sigh, "You'll find me upstairs dealing with the drunks." I slip away up the stairs, as Mia and Claire settle into a seat, Claire stroking Mia's hair gently.

Whatever, she fixed a whole arcade up for me, it's not like I'm getting left out.

I wander upstairs through the silent house, and silently let myself into Rosa's bedroom, once more, not entirely surprised to be met by the sight of blankets being rustling and the sounds of stifled moans and slapping flesh.

I sneak over and whip the blankets back and sure enough, both girls, naked as the day they were born, Avery laying atop the pink haired host, balls deep in Rosa's pussy, Rosa shrieks with surprise, but Avery just lets out a low satisfied groan, collapsing on top of the squisher girl, having quite clearly came inside Rosa."

"What?" Avery shrugs at me as she slowly rolls off her, stomach heaving with each pant, sweat tracing the lines of her stomach tattoo. "I was bored, and Rosa said I could. Hell, she started it, little miss wandering hands."

Rosa nods, "I assumed you were having fun with the others, so I figured why not cheer up someone who's equally hungover?"

Avery snorts at that, "Equal she says! I finished three bottles of Jacks, you had what, four glasses of champagne?"

Rosa sighs and lays back all the same. "Either way, it was a nice way to burn the hangover off." She pats Avery's dick appreciatively. "Good work penis."

>So.... you guys wanna do lunch of something?
>Write in

>>39816076
calling Avery our slutty little princess, her whorish ass belongs us to us? That's what she was calling herself when we first fucked her

>>39816371
>So.... you guys wanna do lunch of something?

>>39816371
Damn, slightly too late for that threesome.

Well, we can still dick the avery.

>>39816371
>So.... you guys wanna do lunch of something?

>>39816371
>Write in
"Room enough for one more?"
Rosa takes Avery's front while we take her back.

>>39816371
>So.... you guys wanna do lunch of something?
Good work Avery's penis

>>39816371
Seconding >>39816434 and >>39816452

I'm sure Avery will be ready to go again after we pound her prostate a bit.

>>39816371
>So.... you guys wanna do lunch of something?

>>39816371
I'll second >>39816452

>>39816371
Give the D-girl the D.

>>39816371
>Write in
Lick Avery's sweat off of her stomach and suck on her breasts.
I wonder if Rosa has a dress she doesn't mind getting dirty that Avery can wear as we fuck her for Rosa's viewing enjoyment.

>>39816618
>Avery in a dress
YESSSSS
The frillier the better.

"Wanna go another round" I ask. "I bet I can get Avery going again?"

The two share a look, before a coy smile crosses Rosa's face, "Just give me two seconds." She hums, slipping towards her wardrobe.

Avery and I share a confused look this time, as Rosa insists for us not to start yet. I mean, that doesn't entirely stop us, as she pulls me down next to her, slowly licking the sweat off her stomach, flicking my tongue up and around her breasts, feeling her beginning to twitch to attention again.

"Found it!" Rosa calls out, returning with a flourish, "Avery, I have a present for you."

We both turn to her, as she approaches, pulling a frilly, hot pink dress out from behind her back. "It's a little old, so it's perfect for you to wear while we have our fun." She giggles, as Avery nearly chokes, her dark browned skin tinging maroon in embaressment before she finally reaches out and takes it.

Oh, now THIS is going to be fun.

End of Episode 48

well, i was hoping this wouldnt be smut so i could end this on a proper note, but now im gonna have to do this smut as a pastebin because god damn its 830 in the god damn morning and ive been writing smut nearly non stop for about 10? posts in a row.

>>39816810
You're doing the god of smut's work, chuckles.

Thanks for the thread.

>>39816810
Thanks for running, Chuckles.

>>39816810
thanks for running

>>39816810
You know you love it, Chuckles.

Thanks for the thread, get some sleep.

>>39816810
You have no one to blame but yourself, and the portion of the playerbase that happens to be awake at this hour.