Xico knew he wasn't "the real" Roger... but he was so nice to just be around it was hard to stay away. He should have been unsummoned, but instead she was constantly being blasted with the warm, fuzzy feeling of being the center of Roger's universe, his thoughts revolving entirely around her: is Xico okay? Isn't she cute? Is she worried about me? She licked her lips, I love her tongues.
They were still Roger's thoughts. The sorts of thing that normal, classic flavor Roger thought about her. Guys didn't think of her that way - even the ones who liked her, liked her because she was a superhero, but Roger barely even thought about that fact.
Roger thought of her as cute, and sexy, and sweet... and his clone pretty much had no thoughts besides "Xico is so cute and sexy and sweet." Not to the point of it coming off as tiresome, either! (At least, not yet.) He just saw her, and his brain would immediately pop up a compliment and suggest hugging her or cuddling with her or having sex or any of dozens of other things she very much would like to do too.
It was hard to concentrate on work, though. He was just so sweet and it made her so happy... she just wanted to float around next to him, and he just wanted to sit next to her and cuddle and-!
As if he could read her thoughts (he couldn't), Hank appeared, and Xico kept her eyes on his face, not his body. She didn't want Roger to feel jealous. Also, she thought Roger was sexier, anyway - no, she was getting lost in a bundle of nerves thinking about Roger!
"Roger, I heard about your condition from Dr. Siskander," Hank said. "Take the day off."
"Is that for... both Rogers?" Xico asked, her tails nervously curling behind her.
Hank nodded. "It is."
"Can I... take him home to... make sure he's okay?" That was pretty much a lie, wasn't it? She would definitely make sure he was okay! But that wasn't why she was suggesting it-! She just wanted to spend more time around Roger! She could feel the heat in her cheeks, and she was just about to take back the lie, when-
"Sure, Xico. You can have the day off. You never take a sick day anyway."
"I'm not..." Xico started, then stopped, nodding. She felt like she was bright red by this point, and talking would just make it worse. Hank was being nice - she could literally read his thoughts, so she knew that. He knew she didn't want to take him home to make sure he was okay. He didn't hold the lie against her, instead just seeing it as a cute kid thing. "Thank you," she said. She turned to Roger. "Um... come on, then..."
"Sure thing, Xico," he said. As he walked next to her, his thoughts quickly turned to her butt, imagining just bending her over some surface and going at it. She felt the heat creep all the way up to her ears. She liked it! She liked how horny he was for her! It was a compliment, it made her feel sexy and desirable and happy, and-! It was like a purified version of Roger's normal pleasant horniness...
Should she igoss with him some more? It was fun, but also really intense, and plus maybe she was getting addicted to having her own personal sweetheart Roger, which wouldn't last forever, and-!
Her head was such a mess! Roger really was too good... oh, would the normal Roger be showing up too? Then there'd be two Rogers, and maybe they could have some more MMF threesomes? Roger didn't want to share her with other guys, which felt weird to her - she liked watching Roger have sex with other girls, after all! - but it was fine. It wasn't like there were any guys really interested in her besides Roger.
Roger casually reached out for her, and for a moment she thought he was going to grab her butt - instead, he grabbed her tail. His fingers were soft and exploratory, gently squeezing and rubbing the muscles, and her toes curled as she floated right alongside him, letting out a little breath as he massaged her like that. She could feel his thoughts turn sexual in response to her breaths, which made her cheeks glow - and made her push to float that little bit faster.
Not too much faster, though, since she wanted him to keep massaging her tail.
* * *
Xico was surprised to find that the original Roger wasn't home yet when they got there. She wasn't upset, just confused. He did have superspeed, after all. He must have decided to go do something else. He did have sex with Nora last night, and then me this morning - maybe he went to watch a movie? (She could tell, from their thoughts, that the parallel-universe Kate and her clone-Roger were in her room, going at it.)
His clone had a key to his apartment, so he let them in. Xico floated into the room, and she had hardly any time at all to think before Roger wrapped her in a hug, his breath tickling her ear as his arms held her. She let out a little breath of her own, just relaxing in his arms. She could feel his hard on, as it wound up rubbing near the base of her spine, in between her tentacles - and she could also feel the cacophony of horny thoughts that were bubbling in Roger's brain at the moment. His lips started to kiss along her neck, his hands going to fondle her breasts, and she felt the smile on her lips and the heat in her cheeks.
Given their positions, she reached with her tails to try to fumble with his pants, then gave up - for one thing, the belt buckle almost pressed against her back, leaving no space for her to grab it - before using her thiasyar, closing her eyes to focus on the tactile sensations as she unhooked the belt buckle, then slid the belt off Roger. He let out a pleasant noise into her neck, a groan of raw sexual desire, and the sensation of arousal that washed over her was intensely exciting. "What... position... do you want... to do it... in?" Xico asked.
"I want to bend you over something and fuck you silly," he breathed in her ear, and she could tell he meant it, the heat in her cheeks growing still further. She swallowed and nodded - and he took hold of her by the hips, just bending her over his kitchen island, pushing up her skirt, then pulling down her panties. She helped him kick off the panties, showing off her slick sex, her clit pulsing with desire, as he got behind her.
The overwhelming need Roger was feeling for her, the raw desire, felt so good on its own, it was almost as good as the tail massage that he'd been giving her on the trip over. It was rapidly eclipsed, though, by Roger pointing his hard cock at her pussy, and just sliding into her. She let out a little groan of pleasure as she felt her inner walls spread for him, her toes curling, her head swimming in pleasure. It was just so nice. Roger gently thumping at her body, his hands on her hips, his hard cock pulsing with life, his mind buzzing with just as much arousal as hers.
She looks so cute like this. I want to see her face. Xico tried her best to twist her head around - and Roger responded by casually grabbing her thigh, twisting her around on his cock. She let out a little moan as he did so, and she gasped as he started to thrust back and forth inside her more rapidly, leaning down over her - not to kiss her, but just to rub his nose up against hers, to stare deeply into her eyes. One of his hands slid along her thigh, towards her stomach, his thumb momentarily brushing her clit - and that was enough, she was sent over the edge into bliss, moaning and jerking on his cock, her pussy going wild around his dick.
He watched her come - She's even cuter when she's coming - and then leaned down to mash his lips forcefully up against hers, his fat, thick tongue rubbing along her palate as her legs and tails both hooked around him, dragging him deeper inside her. Her pussy continued to grip and squeeze on his cock, while her eyes just lidded, her hands coming up to scrape through his hair and her tongues going wild in his mouth. She tasted him, slid her tongues along his gums, every which way, and when her orgasm finished, he broke off the kiss, admiring her panting, flushed face.
He made her feel so good. So happy. So sexy. As her orgasm finished, leaving her panting, he started to move inside her all over again.
* * *
I dragged Kate over to the wall, hand tangled in her hair as I fuck-walked her, the woman herself having no issue with it. She quivered on my dick as her tits bounced, her pussy going wild with excitement. The wall joined her room to mine, so when I pushed her cheek - and ear - up against it, she flushed as she realized that she could hear what was happening on the other side of the wall, if only faintly.
"Hear that?" I asked her, and she nodded, the sounds of pleasure she was willing to release quieting as she listened to my clone fucking Xico. "You know who that is?"
"X-Xico," she whispered, "a-and a guy."
"That's right," I said, not bothering to correct her about the guy being my clone - the excitement of exhibitionist sex would probably be less if she knew for sure it was another me. "You're listening to another woman having sex right now. Does she sound like she's having a good time, Fuckpig?" Kate nodded, swallowing wetly as she was forced to listen to another woman fuck. Mentally, I thought at Xico: Don't let her know you're reading her mind already. Whether Xico picked it up, I didn't know - didn't really care, either. Xico would never complain about me fucking other women, that was just the sort of girl she was, so if she heard Kate, she wouldn't complain. "You know what Xico loves, though? She loves hearing fat titted piggies oink for their master." I grabbed her hair, twisting her head so her forehead was against the wall, her lips mere inches away. "Oink, piggy," I ordered.
Kate's flush ran down from her cheeks all the way to her neck, and there were a few wet plaps of my hips against hers before I smacked her ass. "Oink!" She said immediately, her pussy tightening up on my cock extra hard.
"Louder," I ordered, and I could feel her clench around my dick in response, her arousal intensifying. "Louder, piggy," I commanded, smacking her ass again.
"Oooo~oooink!" She squealed the word out, as she simultaneously came, her pussy going absolutely wild around my cock in response to my thrusts and her own humiliation and exhibition and everything else. I twisted her head back, and back, until she was right next to me, my hips thumping against hers as she bounced on my dick, tits jiggling with each thrust.
"Good piggy," I told her, and then mashed my lips up against hers forcefully, earning a pleasant mewl from the girl herself, my free hand going to just maul her tit. Her pussy continued to spasm around my cock as I thrust away inside her.
* * *
Xico enjoyed the feelings that Kate was sending her way, the happy mix of pleasure and humiliation. It added to her own ability to enjoy the sex with the Roger currently fucking her atop the kitchen island. He grasped her shirt near the base, pulling it up and off with a little cooperation from her, as he continued a steady, forceful pace inside her. His lips kissed at her neck, her collar bone, and his hands undid her bra in a rush, with her quickly helping him get her almost naked (only her skirt was still on, and that was in a tangle around her waist).
"I... also want... to see you... naked," Xico breathed out to Roger, and he responded by leaning up. He hilted inside her, stopping his thrusts for a moment, as he grasped the base of his shirt and just tugged it up and off. She let out a breath as she saw his bare body come into her field of view, relishing the sight of him like that. He smiled at her, pulling back inside her, and started to step out of his shoes and socks. Her tails wagged as she marinated in everybody's shared happiness. She was happy; her Roger was happy; Kate was happy; Kate's Roger was happy. She licked her lips, reaching up for Roger invitingly, and he understood her nonverbal message, leaning down to kiss her on the lips again, his tongue pushing into her mouth, while hers did the same in reply.
He started to fuck her properly again, his hands sliding across her naked body, teasing her breasts, playing with her nipples gently and sweetly, and it didn't take too long before she was headed up to the edge again. She just moaned happily into Roger's mouth, getting more active in her kiss, and then she came all over again, losing herself in the simple joy of the moment that all four of them were enjoying together.
* * *
Kate's head swam as Roger broke off the kiss, then pushed her up against the wall. She was no longer leaned forward against it, cheek pressed against it; now she was plastered against it, tits mashing into her chest as he pinned her there, her knees thumping into it each time he fucked into her. Her face was red with exertion, arousal, and embarrassment, able to hear the noises of sex on the other side of the wall.
It was definitely Xico on the other side of the wall. She didn't know who the guy Xico was fucking was. It was Roger's room, so the logical conclusion was that it would be Roger, but of course, right now, Roger was pressed up against her from behind, his muscular chest mashed into her back as he pinned her to the wall like that. Xico and Roger must have had an open relationship, which meant the guy Xico was fucking could be anyone, which meant if she was loud, then some complete stranger would hear all her lewd, obscene noises she was making.
Her cunt tightened up at that thought, and Roger pressed her even closer into the wall, pinning her there. Her head swam at the pressure, her cunt tightening still further, hot breaths spilling out of her mouth as her brain fried.
Obviously, she had super strength, so she could have overpowered Roger and made him stop, but then he might have not fucked her again - no, that wasn't the real reason. That sort of behavior would break the spell that he had on her. It would make her think about it every time. She wanted to swim and to drown in the hopeless sensation of being at Roger's mercy, which is what she was at the moment. He nibbled on her ear. She tightened even further at the thought of what he was about to do - and he did it. "Oink, as loud as you can, Fuckpig." His words were smooth. Calm. Utterly at odds with the pace of his cock inside her, a rapid rutting that spoke to raw lust - and then suddenly he stopped, remaining half inside her, a punishment for her failure to act.
There was no conscious thought behind her next act. "OINK!" She squealed as loud as she could, and she came, hard, her pussy going wild around his cock, her vision whiting out at the edges. He started to fuck her again, her nipples scraping along the wall, and she just lost herself completely in the pleasure and humiliation of it.
"Good piggy," he panted into her ear as he rammed away, her body sliding and scraping into the wall. "They've heard you now. No need to hold yourself back," he told her, and the warm, humiliating glow in her cheeks intensified at that; she could even feel the heat make its way down her neck, all the way to the top of her breasts. "Keep oinking like the piggy you are," he ordered her.
She dutifully did exactly that.
* * *
I kept up a smooth rhythm with Xico, kissing at her neck, her chin, her cheeks, her ears, enjoying her playful little giggles, her warm smiles, her unmistakable happiness as her tails wagged behind her. "You're so cute. So sexy," I breathed in her ear, able to tell that she really appreciated that sort of earnest compliment, and not able to think of any reason I shouldn't say it as many times as humanly possible during the sex.
"OINK!" Came a loud voice through the wall, making me pause inside of Xico for the moment.
"It's... just Kate... she's happy... don't worry," Xico reassured me. "Just... keep going..."
I decided to to do as she directed, sliding my cock back and forth, kissing towards her lips again, my breath teasing at her lips for just a moment before kissing her. Her hands once more wrapped around my head, eagerly holding me in the kiss, while her tongues slid up into my mouth, tasting me just as much as I was tasting her.
We fucked like that for a little bit - then Kate started oinking again, seemingly trying to get louder each time. It was annoying. I was trying to make sweet love to Xico, and there was some meathead in the next room over interrupting us with her stupid sex noises.
Xico broke off the kiss at that point, and I slowed down inside her to let her talk. "It's... okay... I don't... mind... um... it's making her... happy," she told me, a nervous smile on her lips. I still didn't like it - I wanted to just focus on Xico. "I like... feeling... how happy... she is..."
"OINK! OINK OINK OINK!"
At that point, I decided that the least I could do is get away from the shared wall with Kate's room, carrying Xico over to the living room, my cock remaining inside her, sliding back and forth inside her as I moved. I planted her down on the couch, and her tails teased at my thighs as I started to lay into her again, kissing her on the lips as we started to fuck in that position. Her pussy was tight on my cock, her hands eagerly exploring my body, feeling me up as I fucked her, and there were hot, wet breaths that carried from her mouth up into mine.
I just tried to push the sound of Kate's obnoxious oinking out of my mind - and I felt Xico's inner walls tighten and clench in response to that thought, her tails unhappily tightening on me. I tried to keep my focus on her, anyway, her hot wet breaths filling my mouth as she also tried to focus on making out with me. I managed to put Kate out of my mind by getting more intense with Xico, the wet sound of our thrusts seeming to echo in the room.
Xico soon came again, her pussy going wild around my cock - and I did the same, orgasming right alongside her with a long, low groan into her mouth.
When I was finished coming, I pulled out of her with a wet noise, plopping down on the couch to relax for a moment and recover. Xico eventually leaned up, cuddling into my side happily, one tail snaking around behind me, the other smoothly rubbing along my thigh as she just cuddled and rubbed against me. I wrapped one arm around her, then turned on the television, switching between channels a few times before finding a pleasant sitcom to watch. They were a little odd in this universe, given the reversal of sexual matters, but it was still nice to just be able to spend time in quiet pleasure with Xico.
(I did occasionally catch a bit of Kate's loud oinking, even with the TV on and me well away from the wall, but being cuddled up with Xico was plenty enough to let me enjoy the show.)
After five minutes or so, Xico's phone went off, and she let out a little sigh, floating off to pick it up, coming back with it pressed against her ear. I could tell that the person on the other end of the line was Lope.
"He's right there with you, yeah?" The tinny, small voice was just about audible to me. "Maaaan. How about I take a day off and we have some fun threesomes? A whole free day with Roger sounds awesome." Xico's own tails wagged happily behind her at the thought - but I had no interest in Lope coming over.
Xico's tails stilled at that, glancing up at me with some momentary confusion. "I just want to spend the day with you," I told her.
"Yo, I heard him, what'd he say?" Lope asked, sounding excited and expectant.
"Um... he just... doesn't want you... over..." Xico said, her tails curled in. "Sorry..."
"Oh, no, it's cool. Uh. Could just play video games," Lope suggested after a moment. "If he's not in the mood. Though-"
I took the phone gently from Xico, placing it against my ear. "Lope. I want to be alone with Xico right now," I said - then I just hung up.
"That was... rude..." Xico said quietly.
"She was interrupting our time together, and couldn't take 'no' for an answer," I said. Xico's lips squirmed on her face uncomfortably. "...if you really want her over, then I can call her back." If it was what Xico wanted-
"No... it's... fine... don't... force yourself," Xico said, her voice more like a mumble than anything else. I gently pulled her back into the cuddle, but her body language was much less happy than it had been mere moments before. "It's... fine," she repeated. She gave my shoulder a little kiss. "Don't... worry... I'm happy... being here..."
Her gentle smile was enough for me. I just cuddled her back, enjoying her warmth.
"OINK!"
* * *
Kate whimpered as Roger just teased his cock at her entrance. "Louder, Fuckpig," he ordered her, as his cock slid back and forth along her slit. "Let them know what a filthy little piggy you are." Her clit pulsed at those words, her cheeks continuing to burn.
"OINK!" She tried her best to scream it out, but her voice was a little warbly from all the pleasure she'd been experiencing up to that point. He continued to tease her with his cock, silently demanding she get even louder. She swallowed, drew a deep breath in through her nostrils, and then cried out: "OINK!" Roger slammed inside her, and she came all over again at that point, moaning and thrashing in his grip.
"Can you shut the fuck up?!" Her brain stuttered at those words, since they sounded like they were coming from Roger, except on the other end of the wall, but Roger was currently in her pussy. She tilted her head back to look at him, and yep, that was Roger. Unless it was a shapeshifter? But he knew everything about her that the real Roger knew, and acted like the real Roger, and - she got dragged away from the wall by the hair, twisted around, and walk-fucked right back to the bed.
"Sorry about that," Roger told her, gently patting her cheek. "Don't worry. You were a good girl for your master, so now you're going to get rewarded, okay?"
...she decided it didn't matter if it was the 'real' Roger or not. "Oink oink," she breathed out, and Roger smiled, then started fucking her again, his cock throbbing in her pussy as he rutted inside her, hands pawing at her body as he went at it. He slid one hand down to her clit, and her pleasure spiked still further, her toes curling as she just let the good feelings wash over her.
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