Athena stripped herself her former lives clothes as she entered a department store. Grabbing a tasteful yet sexy pair of panties, pantyhose, a red pantsuit skirt, lacey bra, blue shirt, brown blazer, and black 2-inch heels she made her way into the dressing room. Mindlessly yet successfully, Athena removed any security device and dressed herself int the sexy office lady outfit and left the dressing room slightly confused.
‘Where are my things?’ She thought to herself and walked through the department store. She grabbed a nice watch from the jewelry department, a purse and handbag from accessories, and left the store. Hopping on a bus she is partially ignored, treated as just another passenger. She gets off at city hall and walks a block down and into the prosecutor’s building. Making her way inside, Athena practically struts past applicants for the open Assistant District Attorney position and opens the door to the empty office.
Athena sits down at the desk and powers up the computer. After smacking it a couple of times, Athena smiles that her password logs her in. She frowned again when she couldn’t remember her email address. The degrees that were slowly manifesting on the walls lacked her name because although she had an identity, it wasn’t complete. Still, she decided to surf the internet to jog her memory and came across an article about the Merlin Foundation and read through. A portion was dedicated to how people were already supporting their goal, like twins Bobbi and Tyler Madison.
That triggered Athena to look at the driver’s license that spawned in her purse. Of course! She’s Athena Madison, little sister to Jo DeNero. Athena accessed her email which at first was empty but filled with well organized correspondences for cases she was working on. One of which involved a police officer being shot.
Athena adjusted her newly appeared glasses and grabbed a couple of her prescribed vertigo pills, before focusing in on her paperwork.
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Tasha ended up wandering through a mall and made her way into a sex shop. Stripping off her clothes, Athena grabbed a massive rubber dick with a suction cup and placed it on the front of her body. Like magic her continued wanderings through the mall did not cause it to loosen or fall off. They made their way to a nerd clothier and put on clothes, not bothering with underwear. A pair of sandals completed the outfit and Timothy King left the mall.
King wasn’t his real last name, just the one he picked for himself. Abandoned as an infant, Tim had been the very unlucky one to bounce around foster care his entire life. He just turned 19 and had been practically homeless, only a few friendly faces letting him couch surf to finish up high school. “I’ve gotta do something.” He muttered to himself when he ran right into a woman.
“Oof!” / “Hey!”
The two fell on top of each other and glared for a moment before realizing their position. “I’m so sorry!” Jennifer DeNero said as she got off Tim.
“No, my fault. I was distracted.” Tim admitted brushing his pants as he got up, finding whipped cream. Both Tim and Jennifer looked on the ground and saw a coffee cup. Her coffee cup.
“I am so so so sorry!” She pulled out a napkin from her purse and started trying to wipe it off when she felt IT. It was absolutely massive and she suddenly wondered how Tim walked anywhere. “Let’s uh…” she licked her lips. “Bathroom.”
“Huh? No, it’s okay.” Tim said before his hand was grabbed in an iron grip.
“Bathroom. Now.” Jennifer growled and pulled him into a community bathroom and locked the door behind them. “I’ve seen you at school. I know you look at me.” Jennifer pulled off her jacket and sultrily placed her hands on her hips as she took steps forward, practically pushing Tim onto the toilet. “A lot of guys do. But if I had known about this!” She fondled the python in his pant leg which began to stiffen under her massage. “I would have done this sooner!”
Tim swallowed uneasily as he could not ignore the hottest girl at school pawing his dick. “D-done w-w-what?”
“This!” Jennifer unzipped Tim’s pants and pulled them down as she pushed him to sit on the toilet. “My parents are pornstars. I’ve seen a lot of dick and know most of it is fake. But you’ve got a real, honest, monster!” She spread her legs and squatted on heels that should not support her weight, the position pushing her ass up and moving her skirt in way that showed she may as well not have been wearing a thong for all the string did.
Jennifer ran her cheek along the length of Tim’s dick, her tongue trailing behind to lick the edge. “I would have liked more practice on my husband’s dick before today~” Jennifer cooed.
“H-husband?” Tim questioned as a finely manicured nail scratched his bulb.
“What? You think I’ll accept any other dick but this in the future?” Both of Jennifer’s hands began pumping it, moving the tip slowly around her lips. “I’m not giving this up for anything. My babies are coming from here!” Her lips captured the tip and began to suck on it before she slowly let the length entered her mouth and down her throat. The advantage to be Joy Beaver’s daughter?
“Oh GOOOOD!” Tim cried as Jennifer kept reaching farther and father along.
No gag reflex.
“Nnnnnnnh!” But even with her amazing throat skills, the sheer amount Tim released made even her choke.
“Ghk!” Jennifer pulled off Tim’s dick, raising her head back and constantly swallowing with her mouth open to get it down. When that wasn’t enough, she pushed Tim off the toilet and began vomit the semen into the toilet. Even then, a good chunk of the ropes ended up on her face, chest, and the floor.
“I’m… I’m sor.. sorry” Tim panted as he leaned against the wall.
With the inherited natural lewdness of her mother, Jennifer licked the edges of her lips as took quick breaths. Running her fingers around her face and chest, bringing what she could to her mouth. “…so good…”
“Really?” Tim was surprised.
“I can’t wait for that to break my bed and my spine!” Jennifer growled getting up and grabbing paper towels to clean up the floor, then her self with wet towels. After making herself and the restroom look semi-decent, she took a drink of water. Pulling by Tim’s dick, she kissed him deeply.
“Were… were you serious earlier?” Tim struggled to ask as Jennifer pulled his pants back up and lovingly placed his dick down one leg.
“Marrying you? 100%.” She dressed her clothes and unlocked the door, leading Tim out into the mall. “There is no dick I want besides that one.”
“Can… can we start by dating first?”
Jennifer rolled her eyes and gave an incredibly chaste kiss on Tim’s cheek. “I thought that would be obvious~” She took his hand and tied their fingers together. “So let’s finish our first date sweetie!” Jennifer laid her head on Tim’s shoulder and the two walked through the mall enjoying each other’s company.
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Like something out of a particularly odd episode of a crime drama, the image of Dakota Rivers just wandering around in nothing but a hospital gown should have drawn eyes. But no eyes could recognize her, no eyes could.
Dakota entered the costume shop at the same time as Christa, who had divested herself of the work clothes for the Prestige. Both headed straight for the adult, pre-made costumes and took them with them to the accessories area. To match the costumes of a fantasy prince and princess, they took crowns and scepters. Finally they went to the limited ‘night costumes’ area in the far back and grabbed underwear.
Then together they made their way to the gated off Old City Hall, which was under protest of protection against a developer tearing it down to make an office building. The two currently women walked through the protestors, barricades, and security of the developer. Making their way to the room above the clock face of the building, Dakota and Christa got rid of what clothing they had been wearing and dressed themselves in the costumes.
As they did so, the dilapidated state of the building began to repair, becoming habitable for the new residents. Dakota picked the generic prince costume and dressed herself in it and the underwear. Placing the golden laurel crown on her head, Prince Deak Norton shook his head and blinked as he saw a dress seemingly floating midair with lingerie.
Christa pulled on the dress and gloves before putting on the almost jester like crown, Princess Krista Norton stretched and looked over at her twin brother. “What? Please don’t tell me you were checking me out.”
Deak scoffed and removed his wreath and put it on the dining table that manifested next to him. “Just because I support the Merlin Foundation, sister dear, does not mean I am a follower of their ideals. We are royalty and must hold ourselves to a higher standard.”
“Royalty?” Krista scoffed, taking off the very heavy crown. And placing it on the table, then looked over at the family crest on the wall. The Golden Gate Bridge held up by a pair of hands. “We are the great-great grandchildren of a guy who lost his mind.” She said, looking at a photo of Emperor Joshua Abraham Norton I.
“Okay, true. But people we still have an image to uphold as good people.” Deak ran a hand through his hair. “Plus, royal incest is a bit too… Targaryen for my tastes.”
“Not the polygamy?”
“Hey, the more the merrier!”
The twins laughed and walked over to the window. Lake Pointe’s original city hall was donated to the Norton family as a palace when they moved to the town. Beyond the residence of the royal family, the Norton Palace was more a of a convention center/gala location, offices for charities, and employment office. Mayor Cynthia regularly made visits to help plan events.
Looking down they saw the usual tourists visiting the ‘Royals of America’, and of course the actors playing as guards hired by the city for publicity. Tricorn hats mixed with maroon colored American Civil War era uniform styles, all carrying ceremonial rifles normally used for dance routines and nice looking squirt guns. They weren’t security, they were mascots and tour guides, but it was a job that paid.
“So… any nice dates recently?” Krista asked.
Deak smirked. “Maybe. You?”
“Maybe.”
They shared a drink and thought about their situation. Though only celebrities for publicity and tourism, they knew that staying royal meant taking the throne and marrying someone. Unfortunately they were both c-section births at exactly the same time so there was a bit of a competition to the throne. They decided the first to marry would be the winner.
“Sorry your first pick is unavailable. Unless you want to make a cameo!” Krista playfully slapped her brother’s shoulder as he choked on his drink.
“Hey! Leave Joy out of this!”
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Meanwhile in the Madison home…
“Yes, just like that! Yes! YES! HARDER! YEEESSSS!” Bobbi Madison screamed as she came on her brother’s dick.
“Yeah, keep fucking her big brother. Fuck her till she’s a new mommy!” Erica whispered as she leaned against the wall between her room and the twins.
Whereas Michelle and Sam wore earmuffs to bed to deal with the twins long running, in their minds, antics it was Erica who got off on it. It was basically free porn! The creaking of the bed stopped as did Theo’s grunting. “…kay. We should probably take a shower.” Theo said softly.
“Ooh! There’s not going to be any hot water in the morning!” Bobbi cheered and Erica heard the bouncing of their feet across the hall. The shower turned on… as did Bobbi.
“God that is soo hawt…” Erica rubbed herself and teased her own breasts, partially wishing she was in the shower too. “No! I am getting my interactive porn!” She stripped from her remaining clothes and stomped into the bathroom. Bobbi was pressed against the glass wall, so Erica pulled open the door and grabbed a handful of boob away from the glass and bit on the nipple, then reached down and swirled Theo’s balls. Closing the door, Erica knelt between them and sucked on Theo’s dick and Bobbi’s cunt where they were joined, fingering herself the whole time.
It’s possible that both Bobbi and Theo would have freaked out by their sister joining their new activities, but they were too deep to care. The shower threesome continued and when it ended and the shower turned off, someone there counted as ‘Jon Madison’…
