"Big Tits, Big Dicks and Fantasy Fucking"
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I woke up that morning the same way I had awoken most of the past several weeks. Lying in bed being ridden by a massively busty bimbo with rock hard nipples, plump cock-sucker lips, a tight-toned waist, and a booty to die for. Her showgirl legs tucked under her she was rising and falling, taking ten or eleven inches of ankle-thick dick with every move.
Without opening my eyes I couldn't tell if it was my mother or my sister. It didn't matter. They were as close to identical twins as modern science could manage. From time to time one of them would brag that they had grown a bit larger in the bust. Or that they could manage to swallow another fraction of an inch of my admittedly ridiculously gigantic cock. But the differences never lasted long. They were both world-class bimbos!
Neither one of them would miss a chance to deep throat my dick or get me to pound my almost constant hard-on as deep into their greedy cunts as we could manage.
Thanks to my Uncle Jack's formulas I was getting more sex in a week than most men could manage in a year. And I was keeping up with them! Not only my bimbo housemates but with the several other bimbo's that I had managed to fabricate thanks to the formula's Uncle Jack had bequeathed me.
Thanks to his genius I could turn almost any woman into a man-hungry sex maniac with extraordinarily large breasts, almost no gag-reflex, a hunger for semen and a willingness to tempt and tease any man! Following the details that Uncle Jack had given me I could modify hair color and breast size and other attributes both physical and other wise. And I had done so often.
My sister and Mom had ingested much more than they should have and in a much shorter length of time. The results were far more extreme than the other subjects of experimentation. Whichever was riding me now was hitting climax after climax. Moaning, groaning, crying out in ecstasy as she worked to absorb as much of my dick as possible, she continued to rise and fall while I relaxed beneath her and let her continue to fuck my rampant cock!
As she continued I thought about one of my more recent experiments.
I had worked on one of the real bitches in school, Melonie, and the results had been all I had hoped for! Melonie had metamorphosed from a stuck-up bitch to a lusty bi-sexual tramp who was dedicated to making the Librarian, Ms. Hornrider a sexually sated woman. The two of them were almost inseparable and when alone Melonie was almost always using her lingual skills to bring Ms. Hornrider to climax. Melonie worshiped Ms. Hornrider's massive bosom and long legs as well as her cunt!
I had acted to get Melonie to make amends for how she had treated Ms. Hornrider in the past. As I had said Melonie had been a real bitch! Now she was making up for all of the insults and abuse she had given Ms. Hornrider. And at the same time she was having great sex and enjoying it! So it wasn't all bad, I suppose.
As I finished this thought the bimbo that was riding me collapsed on top of me. Her massive tits framed my face while she tried to catch her breath.
"What a great fuck" she sighed. Slowly she gathered herself and rolled off me. She picked up her panties, apparently the only clothing she had been wearing, and left the room. From the back I was unable to tell whether it had been my Mom or my sister. Missi or Kimmi? I had no way to tell!
When I got to school that day I decided to stop in at the Library and see how Ms. Hornrider was getting along.
I knocked on the office door and went in when Ms. Hornrider responded. She was sitting at her desk doing paperwork. She looked up and smiled at me as I approached the desk.
"How have you been?" I asked as I drew near.
