With each thrust I felt Jon's massive member push deep into my asspussy. My but cheeks rubbing the long length of his sheath each time he pulled back.
It was hard not to enjoy it. It felt so good, I was so wet and slippery on the inside. My body felt so good, like it was supposed to be like this. For once I was happy that my mouth was a tit, at least now I couldn't moan.
He suddenly grabbed my elbows, his hand pushing my elbow nipples. Sending more waves of pleasure through my body. I shivered as I had my first feminine orgasm. Then with a loud grunt and a squeeze he shot his load. I felt my belly fill up. The constant empty feeling dissappeared, replaced with a tired but content feeling.
Jon pulled back, with a barely audible pop he pulled free. I felt his wet slippery member sliding past my asscheeks. Breathing heavily while clutching the counter to hold myself up I wondered why Karyn hadn't grabbed her chance to get the stone.
I looked at Karyn with a stern look and she nodded at the pants around Jon's ankles. She probably didn't want to risk him seeing her make for his pants. We needed to separate him from his pants to get a better chance at this.
Jon spoke, his voice a bit tired, "That was great, thanks." He pulled up his pants and he sat back down on his throne and motioned to mom who hurried over and gave him a glass of water.
I was amazed that the hungry feeling that had been with me since last night had completely dissappeared. This was ridiculous and yet, had I still been Jon this would've been a wish I could've made. I briefly wondered if I could get pregnant. Jon motioned at the chairs at the table.
I wobbled over, my knees still weak from pleasure burst from earlier and sat down. I saw Karyn slowly take her seat as well, making a motion with her hand to shove her ass tits out of directly below her so she wouldn't sit on them. She then leaned forward, leaning on her elbows and letting her massive tits rest on the table.
"Slave, go and get the Limo, we're going out." He motioned at my mom, who quickly left the kitchen. It was strange, I felt like I had two conflicting memories. My memories of Jon told me we could never have a personal Limo, yet my memories as Lizzie told me Jon does in fact have an awesome white limosine. Maybe my Jon part was protected from the stone's magic due to Karyn's wish. This could prove essential for my escape.
Suddenly Jon spoke again. "You know Lizzie, as hot as that was I felt like you were missing something." Jon had his typical pensive look again. The look I, and most likely Karyn as well, had started to hate.
"Maybe you need more, or something bigger? I mean look at Karyn." He motioned at her giant rack. "Wouldn't want to be more feminine like Karyn here?"
He had a six sided dice again. "What shall we do? Or maybe you would prefer to stay like this and instead we should make Karyn even more attractive."
He was ogling her giant breasts again.
