The idea of being thrown around like a toy by a his family of powerful big breasted amazons thrusting after him 24/7 was making him incredibly hard. His mind was on fire with all the possible scenarios. But he had some ideas to make it just a bit better. He waited for his mom to finish getting dressed then went back to his what if machine.
WHAT IF THERE WAS NO SOCIAL AND MEDICAL CONSEQUENCES OF INCEST? There was a flash but so far nothing seam to have changed. Next he typed WHAT IF ANY GUY THAT IS MEAN TO ME SLOWLY BECOMES A WOMAN THAT IS ATTRACTED TO ME? Another flash but still no obvious change. Lastly he typed WHAT IF ALL WOMEN WORE TIGHT SKIMPY OUTFITS THAT SHOWED A LOT OF SKIN? Another flash without visible changes. WHAT IF ALL SCHOOL GIRL UNIFORMS WERE JAPANESE SAILOR SCHOOL GIRL UNIFORMS? Yet another flash. WHAT IF THE MORE SOMEONE IS ATTRACTED TO ME THE MORE BEAUTIFUL AND STRONG THEY BECOME?
“Max its breakfast time!” He heard his mother call up.
“Comming!” He said, deciding wether or not to bring the what if machine with him. It was really bulky and heavy, and it’s not like anyone else could use it if the note was to be believed. He decided to leave it behind for now and went downstairs.
Once he reached the kitchen his jaw dropped. Downstairs was a long table with All of his sisters and cousin sitting along the long ends with his mom and aunt at the short end on the other side they were drop dead gorgeous with the proportions of anime characters and the outfits of porn stars. They all wore anime style Japanese school girl uniforms with mini skirts that didn’t even pass halfway down there ginormous asses, crop tops straining to contain their boobs and exposed there toned midriffs covered in abs.
All except his mom, who wore a practically skin tight pants suit with the top five buttons undone to expose her cleavage and pencil skirt. Britany now towered over her sister, even sitting down she was just up to her breasts. Her sister Alison sat beside her in nothing but an apron. Looking around the table all the girls were rubbing against eachother and none payed any mind except for his mom and sisters who were coincidentally surrounding the only open seat and looking at him with what could best be described as hungry eyes.
Max sat down inbetween Holly and Molly who each took turns feeding him breakfast while Ivy and Brittany looked on in clear jealousy.
Soon into the breakfast a few of his cousins were also starting to pay a bit more attention to him.
“Alright time for school.” Announced mom after breakfast was finished…