"We know you will," Jessica said softly. "We can feel it. You're exactly what we've been waiting for."
"Now," Rachel said with a mischievous smile, "about those foot rubs you promised..."
The group laughed, the serious moment passing into playful anticipation.
"Let's go upstairs," Jason said, standing and offering his hands to Jessica and Rachel. "I think we've
earned some private time."
The five women followed him up to the manager's suite, their voices filled with excitement and desire. As
they climbed the stairs, Jason reflected on everything that had happened in just two days.
He'd been transported to a new world, given incredible powers, and entrusted with five devoted women
who wanted nothing more than to please him and bear his children. He'd opened a successful store,
handled difficult customers, and begun building something extraordinary.
Tomorrow would bring new challenges—interviewing Kiana, continuing to grow the business, satisfying
his partners' needs. But tonight was for celebration, for pleasure, for reaffirming the bonds between him
and his team.
As they entered the suite and the door closed behind them, Jason smiled. This was his new life, and he
was going to make the most of every moment.
The Department Store of Desire was thriving, and Jason Walker was just getting started.
Dinner and Devotion
After the emotional revelation about their shared past as orphans and Mercurio's careful selection, the
atmosphere in the manager's suite had shifted to something warmer, more intimate. The weight of their
stories hung in the air, but rather than sadness, there was a sense of belonging—of having finally found
their place.
"We should eat," Hannah said, wiping at her eyes and standing up. "I don't know about you all, but I'm
starving."
"Me too," Jessica agreed, rising from where she'd been curled against Jason's side. "Come on, Hannah.
Let's make something special."The two women headed toward the kitchen area of the suite, and Jason watched them go with
appreciation. The domesticity of it all—having women who wanted to cook for him, care for him—was
something he'd never experienced on Earth. His relationships there had been transactional, brief
encounters that left him satisfied physically but empty emotionally.
This was different. This was real.
"What are they making?" Tina asked, stretching like a cat on the couch.
"Knowing Hannah, something amazing," Selene said with a smile. "She's been obsessed with cooking
since we were kids."
Rachel nodded. "She used to check out every cookbook from the orphanage library. Read them like
novels."
From the kitchen, the sounds of activity began—cabinet doors opening, the clink of pots and pans, water
running. Jason stood and wandered closer, leaning against the doorframe to watch.
Hannah was already pulling ingredients from the well-stocked pantry while Jessica set a large pot of
water on the stove. The kitchen was spacious and modern, clearly designed with the expectation that the
manager would entertain.
"What's on the menu?" Jason asked.
Hannah turned, her face lighting up. "Crema noodles with Tork ham. It's comfort food—rich and satisfying.
Perfect after the day we've had."
"Tork?" Jason asked.
"The main breed of pig on Rassia," Jessica explained, pulling out a beautiful cut of cured ham. "This is
from the northern farms. It's salty and sweet at the same time."
Jason watched as Hannah began preparing the crema sauce, her movements confident and practiced.
She heated cream in a pan, adding butter and minced garlic that immediately filled the kitchen with an
incredible aroma. The smell was rich and inviting, making Jason's stomach growl despite all the physical
activity he'd engaged in.
Jessica sliced the Tork ham into thick strips, the meat marbled with fat that would render down into pure
flavor. She arranged them in a separate pan, and soon the sizzle of meat hitting hot metal joined the
symphony of cooking sounds.
"Can I help?" Jason offered.
"Just watch," Hannah said, glancing back at him with a smile. "Let us take care of you for once."
The other girls had drifted into the kitchen as well, drawn by the smells. They perched on stools at the
counter, chatting and laughing as Hannah and Jessica worked in perfect synchronization—a dance they'd
clearly performed many times before.
Hannah added grated cheese to the cream sauce, stirring constantly as it melted into a smooth, velvety
texture. She seasoned it with salt, pepper, and something she called "golden herb"—a Gerran spice that
smelled like a combination of thyme and something sweeter, almost like honey.
Jessica flipped the ham strips, the edges caramelizing beautifully. Fat rendered into the pan, and she
spooned it over the meat, basting it until each piece glistened.
The pasta—thick, ribbon-like noodles—went into the boiling water. Hannah tested one after a few
minutes, biting into it and nodding with satisfaction. "Perfect," she declared.The final assembly was quick. Hannah drained the noodles and tossed them directly into the crema
sauce, coating each strand until they were slick and creamy. Jessica arranged the ham on a serving
platter, the meat still steaming.
"Dinner is served," Hannah announced, and they all moved to the large dining table.
The table could easily seat ten, but they clustered together at one end, creating an intimate atmosphere.
Jason sat at the head with Jessica on his right and Hannah on his left. The other girls filled in the
remaining seats, and soon plates were being passed, portions served.
Jason took his first bite of the crema noodles and nearly groaned. The sauce was rich without being
heavy, the cheese adding a sharp tang that balanced the cream perfectly. The golden herb gave it a
complexity he hadn't expected—layers of flavor that kept revealing themselves with each bite.
The Tork ham was even better. The meat was tender and succulent, the fat melting on his tongue. The
caramelized edges provided a sweet-salty contrast that was absolutely addictive.
"Hannah, this is incredible," Jason said, and he meant it.
"She's always been the best cook," Tina said around a mouthful of noodles. "Even at the orphanage,
when it was her turn in the kitchen, everyone looked forward to meals."
"I used to trade my desserts to get extra portions when Hannah cooked," Rachel admitted with a grin.
Hannah blushed, but Jason could see the pleasure in her eyes. "I just... I love feeding people. Making
them happy with food."
"Well, you're definitely succeeding," Selene said, reaching for more ham. "This is better than anything we
had at the orphanage."
"Or anywhere else," Jessica added. "Hannah, you've outdone yourself."
The conversation flowed easily as they ate. They talked about the store, about plans for the coming days,
about the city of Mercees and what it had to offer. Jason learned that the city was the commercial hub of
this region of Rassia, with trade routes connecting it to the coast and the interior farmlands.
"We should explore the city together," Tina suggested. "Once we're settled into a routine with the store."
"I'd like that," Jason said. "I want to know everything about this world."
"We'll teach you," Jessica promised, her hand finding his under the table and squeezing.
As the meal continued, Jason found himself watching Hannah. She was eating, but slowly, her attention
more on everyone else. She kept glancing around the table, her eyes moving from face to face, lingering
on each person as they enjoyed the food she'd prepared.
And then he saw it—the shimmer of tears in her eyes.
"Hannah?" he asked softly. "Are you okay?"
She looked at him, and the tears spilled over, running down her cheeks. But she was smiling—a radiant,
joyful smile that transformed her face.
"I'm sorry," she said, her voice thick with emotion. "I'm just... I'm so happy."
The table went quiet, everyone's attention turning to her.
Hannah wiped at her eyes, but the tears kept coming. "When I was little, at the orphanage, I used to steal
cookbooks from the donation bins. I'd hide them under my mattress and read them by candlelight aftereveryone else was asleep. I memorized recipes, imagined what they'd taste like, dreamed about cooking
them for people I loved."
She took a shaky breath. "In school, I'd stay late in the Home Economics classroom. The teacher, Mrs.
Brennan, she'd let me practice. She saw how much I loved it, how much it meant to me. And in high
school, Jessica and I joined the Wife Studies club together."
Jessica reached across the table, taking Hannah's hand.
"We learned everything," Hannah continued. "How to run a household, how to care for a family, how to be
good partners. And the whole time, I wondered if I'd ever get to use any of it. Orphans like us... we don't
usually get happy endings. We don't get families of our own."
She turned to look directly at Jason, her eyes intense despite the tears. "But now I have this. I have all of
you. I have a home, a purpose, a family. And I have you, Jason."
Her voice dropped to a whisper, but in the quiet room, everyone heard her clearly. "I'm so happy to be a
part of all this, to be a partner and wife to you. Promise me—promise that you'll keep me barefoot and
pregnant as much as possible. Let me cook for you, care for you, give you children. Let me be everything
I've always dreamed of being."
Jason felt something crack open in his chest. The raw sincerity in her voice, the pure devotion in her eyes
—it was overwhelming. He stood and moved to her, pulling her up into his arms.
"I promise," he said, his own voice rough with emotion. "Hannah, I promise you'll have everything you've
ever wanted. You'll cook in our kitchen, you'll carry my children, you'll be cherished and loved every single
day. You're mine now, and I take care of what's mine."
Hannah sobbed against his chest, her arms wrapping around him tightly. Around the table, the other girls
were crying too—Tina wiping at her eyes, Rachel sniffling, Selene openly weeping, and Jessica with tears
streaming down her face.
"We're all so lucky," Tina said softly. "We found each other, and we found you."
Jason held Hannah for a long moment, then gently guided her back to her seat. But he didn't return to his
own chair. Instead, he remained standing, looking at each of them in turn.
"I want to give you something," he said. "Something you've never had."
He felt the system interface activate in his mind, responding to his intention. A screen appeared in his
vision, invisible to the others, showing options he hadn't explored yet.
[PARTNER DESIGNATION SYSTEM]
[ASSIGN OFFICIAL NAMES TO BONDED PARTNERS]
Jason focused on Jessica first. "Jessica Ann Walker," he said aloud, and as he spoke, he felt the system
respond, cementing the name into reality.
Jessica gasped, her hand flying to her chest. "I... I can feel it," she whispered. "In my soul. I'm Jessica
Ann Walker."
Jason moved to Hannah next. "Hannah Marie Walker."
Hannah's eyes went wide, fresh tears spilling over. "Marie," she breathed. "My mother's name. How did
you...?"
"The system told me," Jason said softly. "It knows what you need."
He continued around the table. "Tina Adora Walker."Tina made a small sound, her hand covering her mouth.
"Rachel Lee Walker."
Rachel's breath hitched, her eyes locked on Jason's face.
"Selene Gallio Walker."
Selene stood abruptly, her chair scraping back, and then she was rushing to him, throwing her arms
around his neck. The others followed, and suddenly Jason was surrounded by five crying, laughing
women, all of them trying to hug him at once.
"We have names," Jessica said, wonder in her voice. "Real names. Your name."
"We're really yours," Rachel added.
"Forever," Tina agreed.
They held each other for a long moment, a tangle of arms and bodies and overwhelming emotion. Jason
felt the bond between them all, stronger than ever, solidified by this simple act of naming.
When they finally separated, returning to their seats to finish the meal, the atmosphere had shifted again.
There was a completeness now, a sense that they'd crossed some invisible threshold into something
permanent and unbreakable.
They finished eating in comfortable silence, occasionally broken by soft conversation or laughter. The
food was just as delicious as it had been at the start, but now it tasted like home.
As they were clearing the plates, Jason felt something—a tingling at the base of his skull, a sensation like
electricity running through his nervous system. He froze, and suddenly his vision was filled with a massive
notification screen.
[SYSTEM ALERT]
[ANALYZING PARTNER HAPPINESS LEVELS...]
[ANALYZING PARTNER DEVOTION LEVELS...]
[MAXIMUM THRESHOLDS EXCEEDED]
[INITIATING REWARD PROTOCOL]
[DUE TO THE HAPPINESS LEVELS AND DEVOTION LEVELS SEEN IN YOUR STARTER PARTNERS,
3 ABILITIES HAVE BEEN UPGRADED AND CHANGED]
Jason's heart raced as he read the notifications scrolling across his vision.
[UPGRADE 1: SCENT OF THE OWNER → OWNER'S AURA]
[YOUR OWNER'S SCENT ABILITY HAS ASCENDED TO OWNER'S AURA]
[ALL FEMALES NOW START AT 55% DEVOTION AND LIKEABILITY TOWARDS YOU]
[YOUR VOICE, SCENT (CAN NOW BE TOGGLED ON/OFF AT WILL), CHARISMA, AND PHYSICAL
PRESENCE ARE ALL ENHANCED]
[YOU COMMAND ATTENTION AND RESPECT NATURALLY]
[EFFECT RADIUS: 50 METERS]
[UPGRADE 2: ENDLESS STAMINA → ENHANCED PHYSIOLOGY]
[YOUR STRENGTH AND ENDURANCE ABILITIES HAVE ASCENDED]
[YOU MAY LOOK THE SAME BUT IF FOCUSED YOUR STRENGTH HOLDS DEVASTATING DEGREES
OF POWER. EVILDOERS BEWARE!]
[YOUR ENDURANCE AND STAMINA HAVE BEEN UPGRADED TO COMPENSATE FOR THE GAINS.
LUCKY YOU.]
[PHYSICAL CAPABILITIES NOW EXCEED HUMAN LIMITATIONS BY FACTOR OF 10][UPGRADE 3: UNSTOPPABLE FERTILITY → GUARANTEED CONCEPTION]
[PREVIOUS ABILITY ENHANCED]
[CONCEPTION NOW OCCURS WITHIN 24 HOURS OF INTERCOURSE]
[PARTNERS WILL EXPERIENCE ACCELERATED EARLY PREGNANCY SYMPTOMS]
[MULTIPLE BIRTHS CHANCE INCREASED TO 40%]
Jason staggered slightly, gripping the edge of the table. The girls noticed immediately.
"Jason? What's wrong?" Jessica asked, concern in her voice.
"The system," he managed. "It just... upgraded me. Three of my abilities just evolved."
He explained what he'd seen, and their eyes went wide.
"Because of us?" Hannah asked. "Because we're happy?"
"Because you're devoted," Jason said, still processing. "The system rewards success. And apparently,
you five are so devoted, so happy, that it triggered a major upgrade."
He pulled up the system interface again, checking their status screens. What he saw made him smile.
[JESSICA ANN WALKER]
[DEVOTION: 100%]
[HAPPINESS: 100%]
[FERTILITY STATUS: CONCEPTION CONFIRMED - 6 HOURS]
[BOND STRENGTH: MAXIMUM]
[HANNAH MARIE WALKER]
[DEVOTION: 100%]
[HAPPINESS: 100%]
[FERTILITY STATUS: CONCEPTION CONFIRMED - 4 HOURS]
[BOND STRENGTH: MAXIMUM]
The others showed similar readings. They were all maxed out, completely devoted, carrying his children.
"You're all pregnant," Jason said softly. "Every single one of you. And you're all completely devoted to
me."
"Of course we are," Selene said, as if it were the most obvious thing in the world. "You're everything
we've ever wanted."
"You gave us names," Tina added. "You gave us a home, a purpose, a family. Why wouldn't we be
devoted?"
Jason pulled them all close again, overwhelmed by the reality of what he'd found here. Five incredible
women, all of them his, all of them carrying his children, all of them completely and utterly devoted to him.
This was better than any fantasy he'd ever had on Earth. This was real, and it was his.
Goodnight
As the evening wore on and the emotional intensity of the day began to catch up with them, the group
started to wind down. Hannah, Tina, and Selene were yawning, their eyes heavy despite the happiness
still glowing in their faces.
"We should get some sleep," Tina said, stretching. "Tomorrow's going to be busy."
"The store opens to the public," Selene added. "We need to be ready."Hannah stood, but before she left, she came to Jason and cupped his face in her hands. "Thank you,"
she whispered. "For everything. For my name, for this life, for making my dreams come true."
She kissed him softly, and Jason tasted the salt of her earlier tears mixed with the sweetness of her lips.
When she pulled back, her eyes were shining.
"Goodnight, Hannah Marie Walker," Jason said, and she beamed.
Tina was next, pressing herself against him for a longer kiss, her tongue teasing his briefly before she
pulled away with a sultry smile. "Dream of me," she purred.
Selene's kiss was gentle but lingering, her hand resting over his heart. "I can't wait to feel our baby
growing inside me," she whispered against his lips.
The three women headed toward their rooms, calling out goodnights as they went. Jason watched them
go, appreciating the sway of their hips, the way they looked back at him with promise in their eyes.
When he turned back, Rachel and Jessica were still there, standing close together and watching him with
identical expressions of hunger and affection.
"We're staying with you tonight," Jessica said. It wasn't a question.
"Both of us," Rachel added, moving closer. "If that's okay."
Jason's cock, which had been at half-mast most of the evening thanks to his Endless Stamina—now
Enhanced Physiology—immediately hardened fully. "More than okay," he said, his voice dropping to a
growl.
The three of them headed toward his bedroom, the largest of the suite's sleeping quarters. It was
spacious and luxurious, dominated by a massive bed that could easily fit five people. The sheets were
high-quality, soft and inviting, and the room smelled faintly of cedar and something spicy.
Jason sat on the edge of the bed, and the two women exchanged a glance—some silent communication
passing between them. Then they both smiled and moved to sit on either side of him.
"You promised us foot rubs," Rachel said, lifting one leg and placing her foot in his lap. "Remember?"
"After we worked so hard today," Jessica added, mirroring Rachel's position on his other side.
Jason grinned. "I did promise that, didn't I?"
He took Rachel's foot first, his strong hands wrapping around it. He started with her heel, his thumbs
pressing into the arch, working out the tension from a day spent standing and walking. Rachel's head fell
back, and she let out a low moan.
"Oh fuck," she breathed. "That feels amazing."
Jason worked his way up her foot, massaging each toe, pressing into the ball of her foot, his fingers
strong and sure. He could feel the knots of tension releasing under his touch, and Rachel's moans grew
louder.
"Your hands are incredible," she said, her voice breathy. "So strong."
He switched to Jessica's foot, giving it the same treatment. Jessica's response was more subdued but no
less appreciative—soft sighs and whimpers, her body relaxing into the bed.
"You have no idea how good this feels," Jessica murmured. "After being on our feet all day...""You both worked hard," Jason said, switching back to Rachel's other foot. "You deserve to be taken care
of."
He spent several minutes on each foot, alternating between them, his hands working magic on their tired
muscles. Both women were practically melting, their bodies loose and relaxed, soft sounds of pleasure
escaping their lips.
But as he worked, Jason noticed the sounds changing. The moans of relief were becoming moans of
arousal. Rachel's breathing was getting heavier, and Jessica was squirming slightly, pressing her thighs
together.
When he glanced up, both women were watching him with hooded eyes, their pupils dilated, lips parted.
The relaxation had shifted into something else entirely—a building heat that was impossible to ignore.
Rachel pulled her foot from his grasp and slid off the bed onto her knees. Jessica followed immediately,
both of them positioning themselves between his legs.
"We want to thank you properly," Rachel said, her hands already reaching for his belt.
"For everything you've done for us today," Jessica added, helping Rachel unbuckle and unzip.
Jason lifted his hips, and they pulled his pants and underwear down in one smooth motion, freeing his
cock. It sprang up, fully erect, all thirteen inches of thick, veiny shaft standing at attention.
Both women stared at it for a moment, and Jason saw them lick their lips in unison.
"I'll never get tired of seeing this," Rachel breathed.
"It's perfect," Jessica agreed. "So big, so thick. Made for breeding us."
They moved together with practiced ease, and Jason realized they'd probably fantasized about this—
about worshiping him together. Their hands reached out, fingers wrapping around his shaft, and they
began to stroke him slowly.
"Let's start with these," Jessica said, her hand moving lower to cup his balls. "I want to worship them
first."
She leaned in, and Jason felt her tongue on his sack, licking from the base of his shaft down to his balls.
The sensation was electric, and he groaned, his hands gripping the edge of the bed.
Jessica lifted his cock out of the way, giving herself full access. Her tongue traced patterns on his balls,
circling each one before she opened her mouth and took the left one inside.
"Fuck," Jason hissed as he felt the wet heat of her mouth engulf his testicle. She sucked gently, her
tongue rolling it around, and the sensation was incredible—a perfect balance of pleasure and pressure.
She released it with a soft pop and moved to the right one, giving it the same treatment. Her eyes were
closed, her expression one of pure bliss, as if sucking his balls was the greatest pleasure she could
imagine.
"I love your balls, Jason," she murmured between licks. "They're so full, so heavy with cum for us. I can't
wait to feel them emptying inside me over and over again."
Rachel watched for a moment, then moved in to join her. "My turn," she said, and Jessica released his
ball so Rachel could take it into her mouth.
Rachel's technique was different—more aggressive. She sucked harder, her tongue working faster, and
she tried to take both balls into her mouth at once. She couldn't quite manage it, but the attempt had
Jason's cock twitching and leaking precum."These perfect balls are going to keep us all pregnant forever," Rachel said, her voice muffled as she
continued her worship. "Pumping us full of baby after baby."
The two women took turns, sometimes working together, their tongues meeting as they licked his sack
from both sides. Jason could feel their saliva coating his balls, making them slick and sensitive. Every
touch sent jolts of pleasure through him.
Jessica took both balls in her hands, massaging them gently while Rachel licked and sucked. Then they
switched, Rachel massaging while Jessica's mouth worked its magic.
"You taste so good," Jessica moaned. "I could do this all night."
"So could I," Rachel agreed. "But I want to taste more of him."
She released his balls and moved lower, her hands spreading his ass cheeks. Jason felt a moment of
surprise, then intense pleasure as her tongue made contact with his asshole.
"Fuck!" he groaned, his hips jerking involuntarily.
Rachel's tongue circled his hole, teasing it, getting it wet with her saliva. Then she pressed forward, and
Jason felt the tip of her tongue penetrate him.
The sensation was unlike anything else—intimate and intense, a pleasure that bordered on
overwhelming. Rachel's tongue pushed deeper, fucking his ass with short, quick thrusts, and Jason's
cock throbbed, precum flowing freely now.
"You taste so good, Master," Rachel said, pulling back just long enough to speak before diving back in. "I
want to worship every inch of you. Every single part of you deserves my devotion."
Jessica continued working his balls, sucking and licking while Rachel's tongue explored his ass. The
combination was devastating. Jason's hands found Jessica's hair, gripping her ponytail, and she moaned
around his ball, the vibration adding another layer of sensation.
Rachel's tongue went deeper, trying to reach his prostate, and Jason felt his muscles clenching around it.
She was relentless, her face pressed between his ass cheeks, her tongue working tirelessly.
"That's it," Jason growled. "Eat my ass, Rachel. Show me how devoted you are."
Rachel moaned, the sound muffled, and redoubled her efforts. Her hands gripped his thighs, holding him
open, and her tongue fucked him with increasing intensity.
Jessica released his balls and moved up to his shaft, her hand wrapping around it and stroking slowly.
"Your cock is leaking so much," she said, her thumb spreading the precum around his head. "You love
having Rachel's tongue in your ass, don't you?"
"Fuck yes," Jason admitted. "You're both such good girls. Worshiping me like I'm a god."
"You are our god," Jessica said, leaning in to lick the precum from his tip. "We worship you with our
bodies, our mouths, our cunts. Everything we have is yours."
She took his cock head into her mouth, sucking gently while her hand continued to stroke his shaft.
Rachel's tongue was still buried in his ass, and the dual stimulation had Jason's pleasure building rapidly.
They worked him like this for several minutes—Jessica's mouth on his cock, Rachel's tongue in his ass,
both of them completely devoted to his pleasure. Jason's breathing grew ragged, his muscles tensing.
"Switch," Rachel said, pulling her tongue out. "I want to taste his cock."Jessica released him, and they traded positions. Now Rachel's mouth was on his shaft, taking him deep,
while Jessica moved lower to continue the ass worship.
Jessica's technique was different—gentler but no less effective. Her tongue circled his hole slowly,
teasing it, before pushing inside. She went deeper than Rachel had, her tongue flexible and probing, and
Jason felt her trying to massage his prostate from inside.
"Jesus Christ," he groaned. "Jessica, your tongue..."
She hummed in response, the vibration traveling through his ass, and Jason's cock pulsed in Rachel's
mouth. Rachel took him deeper, her throat opening to accept his length, and Jason felt himself hitting the
back of her throat.
Rachel gagged slightly but didn't pull back. Instead, she relaxed her throat and took him even deeper, her
nose pressing against his pelvis. She held him there for a long moment, her throat contracting around his
cock, before pulling back to breathe.
"I love choking on your cock," Rachel gasped, strings of saliva connecting her lips to his shaft. "It's so big,
so perfect. I want to feel it in my throat all the time."
She dove back down, taking him deep again, and Jessica's tongue continued its assault on his ass. The
two women worked in perfect synchronization, as if they'd practiced this, and Jason's pleasure spiraled
higher and higher.
"I'm getting close," he warned them, his voice strained.
Immediately, both women pulled back. They positioned themselves in front of him, kneeling side by side,
their faces upturned and expectant. Their hands reached out, both of them gripping his shaft, stroking him
in tandem.
"Cum for us," Jessica said, her hand twisting around his cock head.
"Cover us," Rachel added, her hand working his base. "Mark us with your seed."
Their hands moved faster, stroking him with perfect rhythm, and Jason felt his orgasm building at the
base of his spine. The pressure was immense, his balls drawing up tight, and then he was there—right on
the edge.
"Fuck!" he roared, and his cock erupted.
The first rope of cum shot out with incredible force, hitting Jessica square in the face. It splattered across
her forehead, her nose, her cheeks, thick and white and abundant. The second rope hit Rachel, coating
her face with equal intensity.
But Jason wasn't done. His Enhanced Physiology meant his loads were massive, and he kept cumming,
rope after rope of thick seed shooting from his cock. It hit their faces, their hair, their necks, their chests.
Both women kept their mouths open, trying to catch what they could, but there was too much.
By the time his orgasm finally subsided, both women were absolutely drenched. Cum covered their faces
so completely that their eyes were stuck shut. It dripped from their chins onto their breasts, coating their
skin in a thick glaze. Their hair was matted with it, and when they tried to open their mouths to speak,
more cum dripped inside.
"So much," Jessica managed to say, her voice thick. "There's so much cum."
"I can't even see," Rachel laughed, trying to wipe her eyes but only succeeding in spreading more cum
around.They turned to each other, and without a word, began to clean each other. Jessica's tongue licked across
Rachel's face, gathering the thick seed and swallowing it. Rachel did the same, her tongue tracing
patterns on Jessica's cum-covered skin.
They licked each other's cheeks, their foreheads, their noses. They cleaned cum from each other's hair,
sucking it off the strands. When they'd cleaned each other's faces enough to see, they moved lower,
licking the cum from each other's necks and chests.
Their tongues met occasionally, and they would kiss, sharing the cum between them, moaning at the
taste. They were thorough, dedicated, making sure not a drop was wasted.
"You taste so good mixed with his cum," Jessica said, licking a particularly thick glob from Rachel's
breast.
"So do you," Rachel replied, sucking cum from Jessica's nipple.
Jason watched, his cock still rock hard thanks to his Enhanced Physiology. They truly were cum sluts for
him—devoted, eager, hungry for every drop he could give them.
When they'd finally cleaned each other as much as possible, they turned back to him, their faces still
glistening with saliva and traces of cum.
"Shower?" Jessica suggested.
"Definitely," Rachel agreed.
Shower and Sleep
The three of them made their way to the bathroom, which was as luxurious as the rest of the suite. The
shower was enormous, easily big enough for five people, with multiple shower heads and a rainfall
feature.
Jason turned on the water, adjusting the temperature until it was perfectly warm, and they all stepped
inside. The water cascaded over them, washing away the evidence of their activities, and Jason felt the
tension in his muscles releasing.
Jessica grabbed the soap and began washing his chest, her hands moving in slow circles. Rachel joined
her, soaping up his arms and shoulders. They worked together, their touches gentle and caring, washing
every inch of him.
Jason returned the favor, taking the soap and lathering up his hands. He washed Jessica's hair first, his
fingers massaging her scalp, and she leaned into his touch with a contented sigh. Then he did the same
for Rachel, working the shampoo through her red hair until it was clean and shining.
They took turns washing each other, the intimacy of the act somehow more profound than the sex had
been. This was care, affection, tenderness. Jason washed their backs, their legs, their feet. They washed
his, their hands gentle and thorough.
When they were all clean, they stood under the water for a few more minutes, just holding each other.
Jason had an arm around each woman, and they leaned against him, their heads on his chest.
"This is perfect," Jessica murmured.
"It really is," Rachel agreed.
Finally, they turned off the water and stepped out. They dried each other with soft towels, the domesticity
of it all making Jason smile. This was his life now—these women, this intimacy, this connection.They made their way back to the bedroom, all of them naked and comfortable with it. The bed looked
incredibly inviting, and they climbed in together—Rachel on Jason's left, Jessica on his right, both of them
immediately curling into him.
Jason wrapped his arms around them, pulling them close. They fit perfectly against him, their heads on
his chest, their legs tangling with his. He could feel their breathing slowing, their bodies relaxing into
sleep.
"Goodnight, Jason," Jessica whispered, pressing a kiss to his chest.
"Goodnight," Rachel echoed, her hand resting over his heart.
"Goodnight, my beautiful wives," Jason said softly, and he felt them both smile against his skin.
Within minutes, both women were asleep, their breathing deep and even. Jason lay awake a bit longer,
staring at the ceiling and processing everything that had happened.
The first official day of Mercees Department Store was complete. He'd met his partners, learned their
stories, given them names and a future. He'd upgraded his abilities, secured their devotion, and begun
building something extraordinary.
Tomorrow would bring new challenges—the store opening to the public, customers to serve, sales to
make. But tonight, he was exactly where he needed to be, surrounded by the women who had given him
their hearts, their bodies, and their complete devotion.
Jason Walker closed his eyes and let sleep take him, a satisfied smile on his face.
His new life had truly begun.