Monachair sets about completing the list of chores Jamal's mother usually has. From vacuuming the floors, to wiping windows, and even wiping sweat from his body. The whole time she did, Monachair was "being used" by Jamal against his will; forced to do nothing but penetrate her fusion pussy, and release cum inside her familial womb. Her front legs were very adept at wrapping around Jamal's back, pushing him back and forth for deeper penetration, with her back legs strong enough to keep her standing.
Moving onto Jamal's room now, Monachair started picking things off the floor, bending forward enough to give Jamal a chance to reach down from his restricted position. Thankfully, he was able to reach the gloves on the floor and pick them up; however, just as he was turning them rightside out, the doorbell sounded. Monachair sways down to the door and opens it to show Jamal's spanish teacher, the very attractive Ms. Lopez. Dressed in a tight, form fitting pantsuit that couldn't even close properly around her large tits, Ms. Lopez cheerily waved. "Hello, you must be Jamal's Monachair?" She asked, surprising Jamal that in this changed reality, Monachair still took the place as his legal guardian.
"That's right, and he's in the middle of using me, so how can I help you?" Monachair replied. Ms. Lopez explained she came by to talk about Jamal's test scores as of late, and ways she thought could help him. But, with the gloves finally on, Jamal reached out to Ms. Lopez. "Please, help me..." He groaned, grabbing her wrist with a gloved hand, with the other touching Monachair. Looking down at his hand, Ms. Lopez didn;t get a word out as she fused with Monachair, adding even more to this screwy fusion.
Instead of adding to Monachair's breast size, the new fusion actually grew another pair of large tits, squeezed against Jamal from his close proximity. Her head seemed to partially split into two, but not completely. Growing another thick lipped mouth, the mouths rearranged so that two were in the place of eyes, with one staying in a normal location. Both her front and back asses plumped up in size, and she grew another pair of shapely legs, sprouting out on the sides between her front and back legs. Gaining another pair of arms lower on her torso, these much more human like arms wrapped around Jamal in a hug. Her pussy tightened up even further, pleasantly crushing Jamal's dick, begging for more sex. Overall, she grew a bit taller as well, now having a hairstyle on her larger, partially split head. The long, soft wavy hair of Ms. Lopez bobbed up and down as she moved her head around. "What just happened?" The new fusion asked, speaking at once with Deena's, his mother's, and Ms. Lopez's voices in a melodic symphony.
Figuring to call this new fusion Monachaipez, Jamal found she seemed even more mentally unstable. "You;re grades have ben slacking lately young man. So it looks like I've got to keep teaching you on how to use me. I won't issue homework, but we're going to be working very closely from now on." Monachaipez stated, sensually clawing at Jamal's back from the pleasure. Jamal was very scared now, since the fusion's personality was at once combined, yet also shifted from which one held dominance at any given time. Case in point as Deena's personality took a bit more prevalence with Monachaipez's next words. "But, like eww, those gloves you have on look absolutely hideous!" Using her extra arms, the fusion was able to easily slip the fusion gloves off of Jamal's hands, leaving him clawing at empty air. "I will not tolerate such poor fashion sense in my house, young man. Especially during lessons on how you use me!"
Monachaipez took the gloves and walked on over to the unlit fireplace, tossing them onto the kindle already in place for winter time. "No wait!" Jamal argued, as Monachaipez took the match box from the mantle and lit one, tossing it into the kindle. "This is for your own good, and punishment for wearing such gaudy things!" The fusion declared, placing the box on the mantle, walking away as the fire did it's job of disintegrating the fusion gloves. Helpless, Jamal could only cum inside Monachaipez again, as tears fell down his cheeks.