Joanna stood at the table, still struggling to catch her breath after the most exhilarating sexual experience of her life. Stray thoughts floated through her mind. Was she pregnant? She could feel leftover cum slowly leaking from her pussy, despite the dildo plugging her up. Was it possible that, "Cha-chaaad...," she panted, managed to widen her opening with his massive cock? The dildo would no longer be as filling as before. She would long even more for the real deal.
And what about the terms of the contract? The fee schedule. She could barely remember the details. She'd probably owe "Chad," she moaned softly, money for the rest of her life. That's all she knew.
"Well," Gloria began. "I hope your audience enjoyed that."
Gloria swept her arm across the table, pushing into Joanna's breasts. With little effort, she pushed her daughter and her milky tits off of the table. Joanna flailed her arms around as she fell backwards onto her butt.
"Ahhhh!" Joanna moaned as the dildo pressed into her. As much as she enjoyed it, she was getting tired of falling onto her ass like this.
Joanna looked up at her mother, who was wiping the milk off of her arm with a cloth napkin.
"Anyways," she continued, clearly a little annoyed at the mess. "Why don't we celebrate Chad's new acquisition?"
She pointed a finger at Joanna, her hand coming close to her face without her needing to reach very far.
"There's a bottle of wine in the kitchen, a corkscrew, and wine glasses. Bring them here, and pour us some wine to celebrate Chad's new business venture."
Joanna gulped. She was uncomfortable with her ass and pussy being referred to with such clinical language, like her body parts were simply real estate. She licked her lips. Her mouth felt a bit dry after all the exertion.
"Oh, ma'am, I can't," Chad said. "I drove here, so I can't really drink tonight. Besides, I'm only 19. I can't drink legally anyway."
"Oh, no need to worry, Chad," Gloria said, narrowing her eyes. "As far as I'm concerned, you're a fully grown man. I won't tell anyone."
"Wait, 19?" Joanna interrupted. "I thought Chad..." Another soft moan. "We're the same age, aren't we? Weren't we both in high school yesterday?"
"Quiet, Joanna," Gloria said, shushing her. "The actual adults are talking."
Joanna thought for a moment. How old was she now? With all the excitement, she had trouble even remembering the year she was born. All she had to go on was that her "little" sister had to be younger than her, but was old enough to study abroad in Europe.
Joanna wondered if she was in college now herself. She couldn't remember what she would be studying, or even her high school graduation. Of course, when she was Jeff, she hadn't even got that far in her life yet.
"Chad, my dear," Gloria said. "I'm sure we can come up with a solution. I could call you a cab, and you can come get your car tomorrow. Or you could sleep on our couch."
"Hey," Jennifer chimed in. "Chad, you could sleep in my bed! There's plenty of room, right next to me..."
"Uh, well..." Chad replied, not sure what to say.
"Oh, please," Mom scoffed, glaring at Jennifer. "My bed is much comfier than hers, Chad."
Gloria reached her arm out to Chad, caressing his face with her larger hand.
"It's been so lonely, without a man in the house."
Chad's face started to turn red.
"Well, I'll think about it," he said. "But sure, I'll have some wine."
Joanna felt sick listening to her mother and sister lust after Chad. She wasn't sure if it was disgust, or jealousy. She looked up at him.
"M-m-m-m," she stammered. "My room..."
"Oh, shut up, you silly girl," Gloria said, looking down at her with a smirk. "You expect Chad to sleep with you? In your bedroom, with those photos on the wall? You disgusting girl."
Joanna blushed, licking her lips. She had honestly forgotten about the pictures of, "Chad..." His penis plastered all over her walls. The idea of him mocking her for her perverse obsession, in her own bedroom, made her sick to her stomach. She regretted even suggesting it. Although, the idea of him berating her like that made her pussy quiver a bit.
"I-I-I," Joanna stuttered as she struggled to find her composure and get to her feet. "I'll just go get the wine."
"Chop chop," Mom said, clapping her hands twice.
The loud noise rattled Joanna even further. She stumbled into the kitchen, happy to get some kind of reprieve. She was very tired, and was hoping that this long day would finally be coming to a close.
Maybe she would wake up tomorrow morning, and find that this was all a dream. She would be a normal girl, just like she was when she found the Chronivac earlier today. She honestly wasn't sure what her "normal" life used to be, at this point.
She looked around the kitchen for the wine bottle, getting ready to serve her waiting guests.