Thanks for the continued support while reading through my little series. This chapter has a segment that deals with heavier themes, so if that makes you uncomfortable, then you may wish to skip.

CW: tragic past, death in the family

Chapter 10

Claire:

Stephanie and I had gone out to a pet store. We bought a collar and a leash, also one of those laser etched tags you can buy from the machine. Stephanie was driving Lara’s car, knowing that Lara wouldn’t care, when I saw a post from my local news as I was scrolling through social media.

Mystery Man Mr. Magnus: The man who only a few days ago died of a heart attack at the mall. Anonymous tipoff to police points them in direction of old home where evidence of blood has been found. Investigation is ongoing.

“Umm… what the fuck?” I said aloud, rereading the article so Stephanie could listen.

“Is that the guy you got the magic collar from?” Stephanie asked, I nodded my head absently as I texted my brother to check the news.

“We gotta hurry home and see what the hell is happening!” I urged Stephanie, her foot pushed down on the gas a little more as we raced home.

~*~

“Well…Fuck” Zach grumbled, letting out a long sigh as I saw him withdraw deep into his thoughts.

“So, what does this mean for us?” I asked Zach, “What if this collar was made through blood sacrificing children or something?” I was beginning to freak out at the idea, wearing something that could be evil like that around your neck will do that to you.

Moving Lara aside, Zach patted his lap. “Come here Claire, we need to remain calm.”

Sitting on his lap he cradled my head to his chest. It felt as if it had been years since I last felt such warmth, my heart rate was already leveling out.

Jules, sensing that I was clearly upset hugged Zach and I. Admittedly those milf tits of hers calmed me down nearly as much as Zach holding me. Jules said she was going to go shower because she “was nasty af”, her exact words.

Lara nuzzled her soft ears and vibrant red hair against me, purring, providing me with further comfort.

“Thanks everyone.” I mumbled softly, Amanda watching me with concern.

“S-so, what are we gonna do?” Amanda stammered out, “I mean, if you remove the ring and collar, what happens to all of us?”

“Everything goes back to the way it was before, but you all will retain your memories of this, but you won’t have the rose-tinted glasses that the magic puts on you. This would mean, any sort of repressed emotion or need may just bottle up more after being revealed to all of us.

“Like you, Amanda,” Zach nodded his head at her. “Would you have ever embraced this new lifestyle? Would you have confessed your love to Claire?”

Amanda seemed to think on that intensely, leaving a deafening silence in the living room.

“I-I don’t think I would have had the courage to.” Amanda finally said, a pang of sadness pulled at my heart, the love I felt for her was so intense. I got out of Zach’s lap and embraced Amanda, letting her know how much she meant to me.

“Ok, I know this is hard to imagine because of the magic currently influencing us, but if you suddenly went back to how you were, what do you think you would feel?” Zach continued questioning Amanda.

“Well… both of my parents are awful people, and even though I have no issues with other’s being gay or bi, I do think that the fear of them finding out I was dating a girl would just lead to them harassing me. They really drilled into me that being a ‘homosexual’ was a first-class ticket to hell. I am not religious myself, but it still scared the shit out of me.

“The drilled in internalized homophobia, would probably intensify, making me doubt what Claire and I have right now, likely thinking that it was only the magic that made me that way, something about that just scares me… a lot.”

“It’s ok my sweet little girl, mommy will make sure you are taken care of.” I hugged Amanda’s head to her chest, placing kisses on the crown of her head.

I look over at Zach, “I’ve loved you since before the collar, so what would happen to me?”

“Well, since incest is heavily frowned upon, I imagine the social pressures of that would make it hard for you to just accept being happy with me and mom. The Prismium really cuts out a lot of the issues that come from trying to have all these different people come together.

“Do you think that you would ever be okay with Amanda and I having sex if you guys were openly dating, without the Prismium?” Zach asked me.

I had to admit, jealousy is such a common human emotion that I don’t see how – under normal circumstances – I could be okay with a poly relationship. There was no way I could go back to life before the Prismium.

“What if the Prismium has nothing to do with what ever that creepy old man was doing in his basement?” I asked Zach.

“While it is possible that he was doing something separate, this evidence does not really paint him in a positive light; if anything, this makes him seem evil, or at least someone with an ulterior motive.” Zach said.

A few moments of silence later, I heard steps. Looking toward the stairs I saw Jules in a thong that was basically fused into her asscrack, also wearing a plain white tank top that was basically a crop top due to her chest size.

“Ahhh… that shower was totes amazing!” Jules said, giggling as her tits bounced up and down as she descended the stairs. Once at the bottom she noticed the atmosphere of the room was still dour. “W-what’s going on? You guys watched that scary stuff on the news and now the vibes are off.” Jules mumbled, her eyes becoming misty.

“Jules, have a seat next to me. Lara, could you go back to Stephanie please?” Zach said.

With an ecstatic “meow” Lara hopped down and crawled over to Stephanie.

Jules sat down next to Zach, wringing her hands, her arms pressing her tits together. She was pouting, not understanding the situation.

“The magic from this ring and collar that Claire and I are wearing,” Zach drew her attention to said objects, “They were given to me by that scary man that died of a heart attack.” Zach explained to Jules, trying to keep her focused. The gears in Jules’ brain were trying to piece together the situation, she finally gave up as she looked as if she was gonna start blowing steam out of her ears due to thinking too much.

“So why are you upset then? If the scary man is dead, then he can’t hurt us.” Jules surprisingly made a good point, if the Prismium so far had not done anything bad to us, and Magnus died unbeknownst to us, it’s possible he died before enacting whatever satanic plan he was attempting.

Looking at Zach I could see that he was thinking the same things I was. He made eye contact with me, and we both nodded to each other, acknowledging that there was not much to be done at this very moment.

“Alright Claire lets get dinner started. From today onwards we are gonna have a lot of mouths to feed.”

I smiled at my Zach. His ability to calmly shift gears away from a negative conversation was one of my favorite things of his.

Hopping up and down, her gigantic tits nearly popping out of the tank top, Jules shouted, “Spaghetti, spaghetti, me a like-uh the spaghetti.” Saying in a bad Italian accent just made us all burst out with laughter.

~*~

After the large family style dinner of spaghetti that Zach and I made. We decided that it was getting a little late, and it was probably time to wind down for bed. With that said Zach removed the yellow gem’s power from Lara. Telling both Steph and her that they should come back tomorrow to further talk about the near future.

For the first time since I’ve known her, I saw Lara blush as she looked at my brother. Even after she stood back up on two feet, putting her clothes back on, she was still bashful around Zach. Lara’s eyes met mine, I gave her a knowing smile, because I already knew how easy it was to fall for him; now Lara saw it as well.

Shortly after the conversation on coming back tomorrow, Lara and Stephanie went back to Lara’s place.

~*~

“Alright Jules, I think it’s time to go back to being Julia.” I told Mom.

Jules pouted, flashing the puppy dog eyes at Zach and I, all the while gently swinging her pendulous breasts at us.

“I’m sorry but shaking your tits at us isn’t gonna change our minds. What would your boss say if you showed up to work like that tomorrow? Not to mention you would not get any work done.” Zach said, cupping one of her heavy breasts, kneading it like a stress ball.

“B-but, what if I don’t wanna work there anymore? That boss guy is such a creep, he is like, the only thing I can think of that actually makes my pussy become bone dry.” Jules said, exasperation taking hold of her normally bubbly demeanor.

“Wow, that’s pretty serious coming from you, Jules.” I responded, surprised anything could be a turn off for her when she was like this.

Suddenly, while still grabbing her breast, Zach begun to recall the violet gem’s power. The transformation back was a lot quicker, her tight shirt now a little baggy after being stretched beyond its limits. I could see mom’s disappointment at her ability to think clearly again. I did feel bad for her, but I knew there was no way we could unleash Jules out into the world with no supervision.

“Well, that was fun while it lasted, I guess.” Julia said, letting out a slow, deflating sigh. Both Zach and I gave her a big hug, consoling her.

“I understand that it will be hard going to a mundane job, especially after finding out that magic exists. But I just want you to know that I will take care of us going forward. That way you won’t have to work there much longer, so just think of that, and know that we love you and believe in how strong you can be.” Zach’s speech brought a twinkle to Mom’s eye, her eyes becoming misty as she processed her emotions.

“You two are the greatest part of my life, and I would not ever change that. All those years of arduous work as a single mother… I would do it all again in an instant for you.” Julia’s tears flowed out after that. Zach and I hugged our mother even tighter than before, reassuring her that we would always be there for her.

Amanda stood on the other side of the kitchen island, awkwardly trying to make her way into the conversation.

“W-what should I do?” Amanda chimed in, blushing as our attention turned to her.

“Well, you’re staying with us silly!” I released the hug and went over to Amanda, grabbing her hands and gently squeezing them.

“It’s just…” Amanda hesitated, thinking about something, “I don’t ever want to leave here. I can’t go back to how everything was before all this magic stuff. I don’t know the last time I was this happy, so I guess what I'm saying is… I would like to live here… if that’s possible?” Her voice lost its steam towards the end there, but she knew what she wanted.

Looking back at both Zach and Mom, I knew Zach was fine with this, but I wasn’t sure about how Mom felt about this. Almost as if she sensed what I was thinking she walked over to us, placing her arms around Amanda in a tight hug. The height difference making her face press into Amanda’s giant tits.

“We could always use more women in the house. From what I recall of this talk about the Prismium, it seems that we are gonna have quite a few more people living here in the near future, so of course you can live here sweetie.” Mom spoke to Amanda in a sweet, truly motherly voice; Something I wouldn’t be able to replicate until I was older most likely.

Amanda sniffled at that; I could tell she was overwhelmed with how kindly Mom was treating her. Knowing what I knew of Amanda’s mother, I would have to agree that the difference between the two was night and day.

I felt the surge of love rise up through my body, realizing that the red gem was still active in me. I wanted to snuggle my little girl so badly, and just pinch her cute blushing cheeks.

Zach placed his hand on my shoulder, looking at him, I saw his genuine smile. The whole day was amazing, despite that old man possibly being a devil cult worshiper. I didn’t want this to end, but as the night would go on, I only felt contentment. Amanda snuggled in my lap as the four of us watched the tv while sitting on the couch.

“Damn.” Zach muttered, letting out a sigh.

“What’s wrong Honey?” I ask him, seeing that Zach was looking at his phone.

“Looks like Nora won’t be coming back tonight; I was really hoping to have another go at her before bed. She said she was having to do something for her mom.”

“Why don’t we have all four of us sleep in the master bedroom!” I said excitedly.

At first, Mom looked unsure, but she must have realized that going forward she would never want to sleep alone again. After I saw her face go through several iterations of thought, she finally agreed that that is what we would do going forward, especially since she had such a large bed.

~*~

Mom was pretty tired once she got into bed, but I could tell that she wanted a piece of tonight’s action. Mom and I had to play rock, paper, scissors in order to decide which of us would take Zach’s right side, somehow, she won, but I wasn’t gonna complain about being able to spoon Amanda. I had already told Amanda that she would get his left, as I wanted her right next to Zach.

As we were all settled in bed, Amanda and I were watching some memes on my phone while it looked like Zach was reading different articles on his phone. Mom was ready a corny romance novel – which surprised me, because I don’t think I have ever seen my mom read something for fun – which seemed like it might be especially raunchy with its title being “Reincarnated as A Sexy Milf Succubus”, actually that sounds kind of interesting, I would need to ask her if I could borrow it once she was done with it.

With Zach and mom distracted, and Amanda was swiping through my phone, going from meme to meme, I gently placed my hand on her hip. She only flinched a little bit at this but didn’t actually acknowledge it. Slowly I made my way down to her lingerie clad pussy. I had neglected to get her some pj’s while we were at the mall, so instead she was wearing panties with an extra large shirt that mom used for sleeping in. I had on a simple white camisole nighty, and mom had the same as Amanda.

Amanda twitched once she realized what I was doing, yet she did not stop me. I gently traced her labia through her panties. I pretended that I didn’t realize what I was doing as she eyed me, a lust building behind her eyes. She let out some cute sighs, and would press her thighs together, trapping my hand between her strong thighs.

Zach was oblivious to this since he was so absorbed in his reading. Finally, I snaked my fingers into her panties, slowly and gently as a feather, started rubbing her clit. She let out a shiver as her body became primed by my finger work. She leaned towards me to whisper in my ear.

“P-please… what if they notice?” Amanda whispered, trying to quiet her breathing.

“My sweet baby girl, I want them to notice. Don’t think I haven’t noticed the eyes you were making at Zach. You want his big, hard, juicy cock in this pussy of yours, don’t you?” I whispered in her ears, blowing into her ears with every pause.

Amanda finally slipped up as I teased her. She let out a moan, loud enough to pull Zach from his reading.

“What are you two doing?” Zach said to us, smirking knowingly.

“I think this cutie pie wants a cock in her.” I locked eyes with Zach, beckoning him to touch her.

“Is that right?” Zach’s eyes met Amanda’s, I saw her cover her face with her hands in embarrassment, yet she did not refuse his question. “Come on now little girl, use your words and tell me what you want, or else I'm just gonna go to bed.” Zach spoke to her in a warm yet firm tone. My own pussy was starting to soak through my panties, as I imagined Zach and I as Amanda’s loving parents. We would shower her with so much love, making her cum several times a day.

Unintentionally as I was imagining this, I had begun rubbing Amanda’s clit a little harder. Taking that as a kick in the rear, Amanda finally replied to Zach.

“I-I… please D-daddy, I need you in m-me.” Amanda shakily admitted, both Zach and I’s eyes met once more, this time we both saw the passionate fire go from a low glow to a blazing bonfire in our eyes. Amanda calling Zach daddy, just lit a fire in me.

“Oh my god you’re such a good girl begging for daddy’s cock!” I whispered into her ear as I placed light kisses all over her face, making Amanda giggle. She turned her head towards mine, locking our lips together. I wanted to give Zach a show, showing him just how deeply our tongues were intertwined.

Finally, Zach sat up, drawing Mom’s half-asleep attention away from her erotica. She looked over at what we were doing, giving me a smirk as she put her book down on the side table and turned to watch us. She was resting her head on her hand as she laid on her side, her tits moving around as she shifted over.

“I originally was unsure of how our relationship would present itself, and I honestly never thought it was gonna be Claire and I as your ‘surrogate parents’; albeit parents that make their daughter cum her brains out.” Zach laughed at that, watching Amanda’s blush deepen further. Her pussy was completely flooding her panties at this point, unable to hold back her lust.

“It’s okay sweetie, it’s perfectly normal to want to lose your virginity to those you love most. You’ve already lost your girl-on-girl virginity, now it’s time for your real cherry to be popped” I brushed the hair out of her eyes, so I could properly appraise her beauty. I still had not given up my ministrations on her clit. My fingers would circle around her love button, lightly pinching it from time to time.

Zach leaned over us, moving in to kiss Amanda. She actually moved her hands away and slightly opened her mouth to receive the kiss. But at the last moment he swerved his lips onto mine and started a two-person tongue twister of a kiss. Amanda adorably let out a frustrated whine, betraying her own thinly veiled modesty. I could sense her stare on us, hot like the warmth from a hearth as it caressed your face. Zach was not fucking around with this kiss that he was giving me, I was thoroughly impressed at the two person tango going on in our mouths.

I finally broke off the kiss with Zach, “I think our girl is getting mad that you are denying her.” I said, grinning at Zach.

“Hmm… I don’t recall her asking me for a kiss. Good girls only get what they want when they beg and say please.” Zach said this looking at Amanda, her cheeks puffed out with frustration. She looked away, trying to find the courage to say what I knew she wanted to say.

With that I took my hand away from her pussy, as she once again let out a small whine at the lack of stimulation on her sex. Finally, she sat up and moved over to Zach.

“Please, can I have a kiss, D-daddy?” Amanda tried to maintain eye contact, but the embarrassment was making it impossible for her to look at anything other than the bed we lay on.

“I don’t see why not.” Zach said.

Zach leaned towards her; Amanda closed her eyes as their lips gently made contact. Once the kiss started Amanda seemed to melt away into his arms. She moved up closer to him, throwing her arms around his neck, mashing her giant tits against his chest. I was so proud of my – not so – little girl.

I began working on my own pussy, watching these two go at it. What made this even hotter to me was knowing that Zach was only about an inch taller than Amanda, so even though she acted like our daughter she was still the second tallest in the soon to be harem.

Releasing their deep kiss, Amanda begged Zach, “P-please, I need you in me right now, daddy. Please just take me any way you want me.”

Zach pulled her shirt off, revealing her lovely chest. He leaned down, taking one of Amanda’s sunken nipples into his mouth. I went and placed my mouth on her other one, trying to coax out her sensitive nubs. Zach then motioned her to take off her panties, which she did with haste.

“How do you want your first cock?” Zach asked her.

Thinking on it, Amanda finally answered, “I wanna lay on my back, so I can hug you as you are inside me.” Again, she blushed, admitting to wanting to be all lovey-dovey with us.

Zach took her seriously, placing his hands on either side of her head, looking down at her as she laid on her back. I moved my hand in between them as I took a hold of Zach’s cock and guided it to her hole.

“I’m going to start off slow so you can get used to it, ok?” Zach reassured her.

With nothing more than a smile and a nod, she tried to relax herself as Zach began pushing into her.

Amanda’s breath hitched; Zach was gently moving deeper into her. I gently suckled on one of her nipples. Her little moans and sighs were so damn cute I just wish I could bring her even more pleasure. Thinking that I brought my other hand up to her other nipple, twisting it kneading it.

I heard Amanda moan again, this time her pitch rose as Zach filled her inch by inch with his cock. Releasing Amanda’s nipple, I looked into Zach’s eyes. Looking back at me, he gave a wink then bottomed out in her, not moving after that, he wanted to give her a moment to acclimate to his length.

“Are you ready, sweetie?” I said huskily into her ear.

With one final nod to both Zach and I, he took that as permission to begin. He pulled back until the head was just barely in her, then plunged forward in a steady, but not too quick pace.

~*~

Zach:

I don’t know what I was expecting really, but I didn’t think Amanda would be so fucking tight. Her nerves must have been getting the best of her, because every thrust would make her shiver and spasm on me. I also recalled Claire saying that Amanda was somewhat of a gym rat, so I'm sure her Kegels were crazy strong.

It took a little bit for her to acclimate to me, but once she did, she looked into my eyes and maintained the eye contact, even as she was moaning wantonly.

“Oh, Oh, Fuck, Yes, Daddy… fuck your daughter’s pussy!” Amanda moaned, her shyness seeming to take a backseat to the pleasure she was feeling. Her short bob of black hair with blue highlights spread around her head on the pillow, framing how different she acted versus how she appeared.

Personally, I had never been one to have a fetish for being called daddy. It wasn’t that I hated it, I just never thought about it, but now with Claire under the effects of the red gem, she was really letting off those motherly vibes. I had to admit that this kind of roleplay was super fucking hot. I had to wonder just how many weird dynamics I was gonna have with all of these women going forward.

Amanda finally wrapped her arms around my neck, pulling my head into her marshmallowy tits. I knew where Claire was coming from, I obviously already like large breasts, but these things were Serta brand pillow soft. It also helped that Amanda’s overall body sized was very conducive to cuddling. I was only and inch taller than her, yet she still seemed so small because of the way she had been acting so demurely.

Nearly beginning to suffocate in her breasts, I raced towards the finish line. I realized we didn’t have a lot of time tonight since both mom and I would need to be up early in the morning. Thinking of that brought up the nerves of seeing Carmen tomorrow.

“Cum in me please daddy. I want daddy to put a baby in me!” Amanda grunted in my ear as she was still holding my head to her chest. Claire moaned next to me, hearing Amanda wanting me to breed her must have awakened something in her.

That was the straw that broke the camel’s back. My mind whited out, as I released several ropes deep into her. As I noticed earlier, Amanda’s orgasm was like several earthquakes rippling throughout her. She grunted in let high pitched mewls as her eyes fluttered and rolled into her head. Aftershocks would ripple through her every few seconds, making her twitch and once again squeeze my cock greedily, not wanting to waste a single drop of semen.

Finally, after I caught my breath, I pulled out of her and plopped back down onto the bed. Mom quickly sat up and leaned over my cock, only to start cleaning it off by stuffing it into her mouth. Her ass was facing towards my face, and I could see that her panties were absolutely soaked through. I smiled at the effect I had on these women, thinking about that news we saw tonight, I couldn’t help but wonder how something that felt so right could possibly be bad. We didn’t know for sure if that was the case, but maybe I would dream of Sapphira once again. I really hoped she could at least answer some of our questions.

I was drawn from my thoughts as I noticed just how sensitive the tip of my dick was, while mom was cleaning me off in her mouth. Once mom finished cleaning me up, I said my goodnights to both her and Claire. Amanda was out cold, gently snoring, her arm laying over my chest. I eventually fell asleep, smiling at how fortunate I was to have all of these women in my life.

~*~

Once again, I found myself dreaming. This time I was not on that crystalline beach, instead, I was sitting on the front porch of what looked to be a rather old farmhouse. The house had that midwestern family farm feel to it, which strangely gave me a sense of nostalgia. I did not grow up near any type of farmlands, especially ones that looked like this.

Looking out at rolling hills of what looked to be wheat, but instead of it being a gold color, it was silver, reflective like glass almost. A breeze washed over the hills causing the silver wheat fields to ebb and flow like waves on the sea. The beauty I was seeing before me, yet again fueled by this strange sense of nostalgia, felt both melancholic and mesmerizing.

“I feel like I know what could make this scene more beautiful.” A female voice said to the side of me.

“Fuck! Oh, Saphirra I'm sorry, you scared the hell out of me.” I placed my hand to my heart, calming my nerves.

“It is okay, Zach. I figured you had some more questions for me after seeing the news tonight.” Saphirra said, a sorrowful look in her eyes. Her body language looked tense, as though she did not wish to talk about the things I needed answers to.

“You could say that” I sighed, thinking of what I wanted to ask first, “First off, who the fuck was Magnus? Why was he doing weird rituals?” I raised my voice unintentionally, Saphirra did not meet my gaze, looking down at her hands instead.

“I wish I could tell you more about my time with him, but he did something to lock away my memories of him. I remember chunks of my time with him, but they are all innocuous moments in time. I do not remember any of his harem members. I only remember the amount of time I was with him. The death of my master from before Magnus caused me to remain inert and unfeeling to the world around me. I would have to guess it was at least a few years after the death of the previous master.

“The master before Magnus died in the 1870’s, so a few years after I was found by Magnus…most likely. Still, he has prevented me from revealing information about himself to future masters. I'm sure you can see why that is concerning.” Saphirra finally found my gaze, looking forlorn.

“Ok, well that seems ominous. So, what can you tell me about him?” I asked her.

“Well, he was definitely an odd man. He always made himself appear as a kindly old man to his ‘customers’, but he seemed rather cold and emotionless any other time. From what I can remember of him, it almost seemed as if he was intentionally bland and distant with me; in order to not leave an impression on me.

“There is not much else I can offer you on specifics about him. Like I said, he did something to the Prismium to prevent me from passing knowledge of himself to you.

“I could understand the possibility of you wishing to remove the Prismium on the next new moon.” Saphirra again looked down at her hands.

I could hear the sadness in her voice, along with a touch of anger. She was angry that Magnus may have ruined a perfectly good relationship with her new master.

“Saphirra…” I waited until she looked at me, “As far as I know, we have no plans of getting rid of you.” She smiled at that, albeit one of melancholy. I decided to move past this part of the conversation and ask more questions.

“Ok, so are we thinking he has turned the Prismium into a trap or something? That seems as though it wouldn’t make any sense, considering he is dead already. He is dead right?”

“Yes, he is dead. When he passed, I felt the last vestiges of my connection with him sever. His soul is no longer of this world.

“As to the Prismium being trapped, I am unable to see his motivations for doing so. The only thing I can think of was him wanting to hide something he did while he was in possession of me. Although I do not understand why even after his death, he would want to keep it hidden.” Saphirra looked at me, giving me a neutral expression to convey she would be unable to help any further with questions pertaining to Magnus. “In regard to keeping you and your flock safe from any potential threats, I would recommend getting the Prismium to full strength.”

“How do I do that? I thought it was a process that happened as time went on.” I asked her.

“While it does get stronger as time goes on, it cannot reach its full potential until you have claimed all of your concubines. By claim, I feel as though you should understand my meaning.” Saphirra smirked at me, raising an eyebrow suggestively.

“I'm guessing it’s sex.” I chuckled at the realization, unsurprised that more sex with beautiful women was the answer.

“you would be correct, Zach.” Saphirra looked out over the silver wheat fields, “You must claim all seven of your concubines. It is your duty as their master; as their Prism.”

“Prism?” I ask.

“Yes, you are the focal point for harnessing the Prismium’s power. Its magic is not all about sex you know. I was created by a powerful mage in the time of Solomon. I know that Magnus told you I came into being around the time of the Ptolemaic dynasty, but I existed for a whole 600 years before the start of that dynasty. Thinking on it, I would have been made sometime around the mid 900’s BC.” Saphirra gave me a calming smile.

“So, what you're telling me is that you are a GILF?” I responded to her, chuckling at her look of mock disdain at me calling her old.

“Anyways, you have Just claimed Amanda. Now you only need Stephanie and Carmen. Once you have completed those conquests, I will return to you for any further questions you may have; I'm afraid our time is running short for this dream. Any quick questions?”

“Umm…I noticed I can make all the girls cum when I like, can I push other types of sensations or feelings into them?”

“The rules of magic are usually pretty loose. While the Prismium has it’s core set of rules, the majority of small things can be done purely through willpower on the part of the master.”

Taking her explanation as satisfactory I nodded. Standing up, I stood in front of Saphirra as shadow began to roll over the wheat fields, travelling towards us rapidly. The beauty of this world was quickly being consumed by the very absence of light. Saphirra pulled my face towards hers and gave me a kiss. While the kiss felt warm and comforting, I also sensed something more complex to the flavor of her lips… something sour.

Darkness rolled over me, ripping me from her embrace as I felt my consciousness rise once more to the surface.

~*~

My alarm was yet to go off, yet I still woke to the most sublime feelings radiating from below my waist. Looking down I smiled at the beautiful ladies before me. Claire and Amanda where kneeling on either side of me, Claire was instructing Amanda on how to give a proper blowjob; joining in at times when they would both lick up and down both sides of my shaft.

In between my legs was my gorgeous mother. Massaging my balls with her mouth, I was surprised at the proficiency of her tongue gently cleaning and pleasuring my sack.

All three of them looked up at me, lust in their eyes. “Good morning, Master.” All three of them said in unison, giggling at the look I was giving them.

“Did you guys practice saying that?” I laughed, moving my gaze back and forth between their eyes.

“Well yeah honey, of course, we wanted to wake you up with the greatest feeling possible.” Claire said, taking a moment to stop licking my cock like a lollipop.

“I said I wanted to learn how to suck daddy’s cock so that he could tell me I was a good girl.” Amanda giggled at that playfully. I smiled at how happy she seemed, living out things she fantasized without any shame.

Lastly, with a pop as my mom released a testicle from her mouth, “Frankly, I just wanted to suck on your balls. These two just roped me into the whole ‘master’ thing.” Mom smirked, returning to her ministrations upon my balls.

“I'm so lucky to have you girls. I don’t think I could ever give this up.” I said to all three of them.

All three of them made eye contact with me, somehow, I could tell they all agreed with me, but it wasn’t through me reading their expression, it was as if I could sense their thoughts. Not like full-on telepathy, but like I could understand the feeling of what they were thinking, more so than the words themselves.

Unfortunately, at that moment, my alarm began to go off. With a sigh, I had to tell my girls to finish me off so I could get ready.

“I-I’ll do it!” Amanda volunteered.

“Don’t push yourself to much my sweet girl.” Claire warned her.

Mom moved out from between my legs, heading to the master bath to get ready for work. Claire kneeled next to me as she cheered Amanda on.

Amanda was attempting to throat me, but she was nowhere near the level yet. I told her to instead focus on her suction and use her tongue along the tip more often. She took the advice well; I watched her short black and blue hair bob up and down at a consistent rate. Every few seconds she would look up into my eyes, wanting me to praise her for her hard work. Finally with her cheeks hollowed and her tongue swirling around the head of my cock, I came. I told her to keep it in her mouth, once she showed me that she did what I said, I told her to tongue kiss Claire, swapping my cum back and forth, until it was all swallowed. Amanda hesitated for only a moment until Claire pulled Amanda’s face to hers.

I really wished I could stick around to watch more of these two hot 19-year-olds swap my cum, I really needed to get ready to leave.

Rising from bed, I made my way to the shower, getting in while my mom was still using it.

“Fancy I clean you with my tits?” Mom said to me, lathering soap all over her delicious mounds. I really needed to get ready, but there was no way I was gonna pass up the opportunity.

“Ok, but we gotta be quick we both have to leave for work.” I replied.

With an enthusiastic nod she used her soapy tits to rub all over my body, cleaning me in the sexiest way I could think of. Her hard nipples running over my freshly cleaned skin, I so badly wanted to take her right here, but as I had said, we had no time.

Man, I really hope I get to start every morning like this.

~*~

The day had finally come. To say I was nervous would be an understatement, Carmen was the last unknown I needed to conquer. Walking towards the office I heard Nora call out to me.

“Hey Zach!” I heard her yell as she came jogging over from her car, the sound of her heels echoed throughout the parking garage. Once she was caught up, we continued our walk to the front door. “Listen, there is something I'm gonna need to tell you about… concerning Carmen.” Nora wore a serious expression on her face, a pang of concern rose up in my chest.

“Is it something bad?” I asked.

“No…well, I don’t think it’s bad, but it is definitely going to change our relationship.” Nora’s brows knitted together, she looked more nervous than I felt. She was back in her regular office wear, a black skirt that ended right above the knee, and a white button-up blouse with a navy-blue blazer. She wore pretty modest black Mary Jane’s, mixing the business and innocent look.

“I understand that you are trying not to concern me, but it’s just making me more nervous.” I replied. We finally were at the doors to the office. I pulled open the door and motioned for her to go in ahead of me.

Walking towards the lobby, where Nora’s desk was located, she stopped me by grabbing on to my hand.

“Zach… this is going to be really weird what I'm gonna tell you, but you see… Carmen and I—” Before she could finish what she was saying, Carmen walked up behind us.

“Hey, I’ve been waiting on you, come back to my office.” Carmen said, a sternness in her voice. She no longer sounded as friendly as she did on Friday, which threw me off a bit.

Turning around I caught a glimpse of what she was wearing. She must have done up her hair this morning, because her shoulder length, jet black hair was in lightly curled tresses, framing her gorgeous face. She wore a red silk button-up blouse with the top three buttons undone, showing off even more cleavage than she usually would. She also wore a white pencil skirt that ended at her mid-thigh. Usually she didn’t wear pantyhose, but she decided to today, her feet were in 4-inch black pumps. Her Latin American heritage shone through with her medium tan skin tone, and her salacious hips, and once again I must mention that she had legs for days.

I just stared at her for probably too long before she had to call me out again.

“Zach, come on, I have important stuff to show you.” Carmen yelled back over her shoulder as she walked towards her office. I watched her gigantic ass wobble and stretch at the fabric of her skirt, I was pretty sure she could rip that thing in half just by squatting wrong.

Giving Nora a look saying we will pick this up later, I kissed her, then made my way to the boss’s office.

~*~

“How was your weekend… Carmen?” I had to think twice about what I was calling her, since things were moving so quickly over the past week.

She looked me over, then took a deep breath through her nose. “It was fine, but that is not what I wish to talk about, I want to talk about you.” Carmen said, taking control of the conversation. “On Friday, I was practically willing to jump you, and over the weekend I couldn’t stop thinking about you, so what I wanna know is; what have you done to me?

“I have never once felt like this towards a person; Especially one I am not even romantically involved with yet.” She adjusts herself in her office chair, causing her F-cup breasts to jiggle rapturously.

“Uhh… I am not sure what you’re talking about, Carmen.” I said, trying to get a feel for how she was steering the conversation.

“Don’t think I don’t know what is going on around here. Nora has been acting weird around you since last week. Normally I would have thought it’s because she is fucking you, but I’ve never seen her act like this, even among her various boyfriends… and girlfriend, she has had.

“You are doing something to us, and I cannot explain what it is. So, I must ask you if you are drugging us, or something else crazy. Scientifically I cannot even broach these feelings from any non-logical situations.” Carmen sat there, waiting for me to respond to her.

“Would you believe me if I said magic?” My tone pitched up towards the end, afraid she would throw her shoe at me. I had every reason to react this way considering the look she gave me when I even suggested “magic”.

“Do I look like someone who believes in magic?” She sighed, looking up at the ceiling pensively. “I'm not sure how to go forward with this. The only thing I can think of is letting you go; send you back to your professor, find another doctor to do an apprenticeship with.” Her eyes looked back down at me, she was conflicted.

My heart was pounding in my chest, I could not let this opportunity slip through my hands. I could tell that Carmen’s analytical abilities had allowed her to take stock of her emotional state, making her more aware of the Prismium’s effects on her. Likely scared that if I stay here, she will end up going further with me, which could compromise her practice.

It was clear to me that being away from her over the weekend; away from the Prismium’s aura, she had been able to think more clearly about this process.

My palms were becoming sweaty, I was wringing my hands together. I couldn’t believe that this was how the day was starting. I needed to think of something fast, before she made the decision.

I felt the ring pulse with warmth, grabbing my attention. Looking down at it, I realized what I would need to do.

Getting up from the chair at the other side of the desk, I stuck out my hand, appearing to go for a handshake. “Understandable, Doctor, it was a pleasure working with you.” I said, attempting to appear content with her decision.

Carmen was understandably shocked at how accepting of this I was, but she got up to shake my hand anyways.

The moment our hands touched I focused the Blue Gem into her. Once the process had been triggered, her eyes became glassy and blank. The blue light pulsed from the ring, travelling up her arm, lighting up her deep brown eyes, turning them neon blue.

I let go of her hand as it limply fell to her side, she stood there for about a minute, lightly swaying back and forth, the glow in her eyes eventually fading. Knowing that I would need to put on a commanding performance, I cleared my throat harshly to gain her attention.

Carmen started at the sound I made. “W-what did you do to m-me?” Carmen stammered out, her shoulders hunched up like a scared kitten.

“You don’t get to ask me questions Carmen!” I told her.

“B-but what did you—”

“I said… no questions, is that understood?” I made sure to lower my voices tone, appearing more authoritative.

Carmen nodded her head vigorously, making her tits wobble around in her blouse. She was tremoring slightly, “Y-yes sir.” Carmen muttered. I was pleasantly surprised that she was already calling me sir. Maybe it’s possible that she was a secret sub the whole time, I’ll need to push her more on this.

“Now, Carmen, you will not be letting me go. I will continue to work here with you, there is still much I need to learn from you, but now instead of being my boss, you’re gonna be my slutty little slave, aren’t you?” I grinned at her, watching her eyes widen at my proclamation of her change in status.

“Y-you can’t just do that…s-sir.” Carmen’s voice quickly lost steam as she attempted to chastise me. She took in a shuddering breath as she looked around the room like a trapped critter.

“Since office hours are about to start, we are gonna have to pick this up after the workday is over.” I told her, not planning on budging from this.

While still nervous, Carmen did let her air of professionalism come back to her, albeit without her normal cool headedness. She had to focus intensely on just her patients, ignoring my presence in the room with her.

~*~

It was finally lunch time. It was amazing watching Carmen work with her patients while under the effect of the Blue Submissive/Exhibitionist Gem. She was able to maintain most of her normalcy around her patients, but she was clearly struggling to keep her head in the moment

She would look over at me from time to time, squishing her thighs together, trying to hold off her arousal. That whole morning her lustful looks only increased. The patient she had right before lunch had to be apologized to many times by Carmen. She was caught spacing out several times as the patient was talking.

At lunchtime, Carmen ran to her office and closed the door, I had a feeling I knew what she was gonna be doing so that gave me an excuse to eat with Nora, since we still needed to finish our conversation from this morning.

I met Nora at her desk as we usually did if I was having lunch with her.

“Hey, what did you want to tell me this morning?” I asked her, wanting to get straight to the point.

“Might wanna sit down for this” Nora said, I sat down across from her and took her hand in my own, rubbing the back of her hand with my thumb, “By the way did you do something magical this morning?” She asked me.

“uhh… yeah, I guess I may have given Carmen the blue gem to stop her from letting me go.” I raised my shoulders, waiting for her reaction.

“So, she did try and do it. Well, I'm glad you managed to stop her from making a terrible decision before she even had a taste of the Prismium’s magic.” I was thrown off balance with her response. “But that isn’t what I wanted to talk to you about. I think it’s time to tell you the story of how I met Carmen, and why our relationship may change once you find out.” She looked at me expecting a response.

“Go ahead Nora, you know I’ll listen to whatever you have to say” I reassured her. With a deep breath she began her story.

“We need to go back 12 years ago, which would be half of my lifetime, I guess. I lived with my mom and dad in a somewhat lower-middle class neighborhood. As I mentioned before, Carmen was my neighbor, she would have been around 26 or 27 at this time, but she lived alone for the most part, I only ever saw one man at her place, but that was only a few times.

“Anyways, she was my neighbor. She was working towards her Ph.D. at the time, and I believe she was also working as one of a few councilors at a local High school.” Nora took another breath, pausing to think of what she should say next.

“There were times when my parents would need someone to watch me, and it was always Carmen, she always needed the money, since it was just herself and scholarships putting her through her education.

“Well one day, while I was still in class, when my teacher received a note from the vice principal. I was called to the main office, being told that my father was on the phone to talk to me about something that happened with my mom.” Nora swallowed deeply, gathering the courage to continue. “To make a long story short, my mom collapsed at her work, turned out she had cancer.” Nora became choked up at this part, I moved my chair next to hers, rubbing her back for comfort.

“It was cervical cancer, by the time it was detected, her odds of survival were not great, and she would need to begin chemotherapy immediately.

“The weeks went by, and my house became a tense place to be. My father was constantly stressed out, having a hard time taking care of my mom. Eventually he showed us how much of a piece of shit he was. He made the excuse that he couldn’t bear to see her go through the treatment that would ultimately kill her. So, he left, but of course, that wasn’t the truth. That bastard found another woman to ‘Help him with his stress’. As angry as mom was, she didn’t have the energy to care enough about him. I had to stay home from school to take care of my mom, that only lasted a few weeks, she had decided to spend the rest of her time in hospice. She knew that there was no getting better. Her last words to me were ‘The next time you see your father; kick his ass for me.’, I chuckled at that, even though I had a face full of tears.

“A few weeks later she passed away while in hospice.” Nora became silent after saying that, she leaned her head against my shoulder as I wrapped her in a one-armed hug.

“My father was nowhere to be found, he was completely gone; off to start a new life. Feeling bad for me, my fathers side of the family offered to send me money for the time being, but they said they would be unable to take me in.

“That was better than nothing, I guess. My mom’s side was basically non existent, my grandparents had my mom when they were older, so they had passed away around when I was 8 to 9 years old.” Nora leveled her gaze at me, “Now for the part that concerns all of us.

“Carmen grew up in a foster home, so she knew what it was like to not have a family to look after her. With that said, she took me in; she adopted me.” Nora looked at me, waiting for what I would say.

“So… Carmen is your adoptive mother?” I said, slowly understanding what Nora now meant by “complicated relationship.”

“Yup. She took me in when I was 12, and frankly she tried her best, but she was still going for her PH.D. and working, so she tried to give me as much time as she could.

“But to finish up the story really quick. I got into the wrong crowds in high school. I was a problem child to say the least, always going out and drinking, smoking weed, playing pool at that bar we went to.” She chuckled. “Even through all that she tried her best to get me the help I needed. This year marks me knowing her as my mother for the same amount of time I knew my own mom.

“As weird as it is to say… my birth mother felt more like a big sister to me. But Carmen is the real deal. She grew up in tragic conditions, yet she managed to persevere.”

“She is definitely a strong willed person, ill give her that.” I said.

“Wait a second,” I suddenly realized something Nora had said, “did you swindle me at the bar when we played pool? I can’t believe we bet on that game.” I responded with mock outrage.

Nora laughed at me, “Not my fault that you suck, dude.”

Looking at my watch I saw that I had listened to Nora for the entire lunchbreak.

“Before I go back to see Carmen, I need to ask; Why tell me this? Are you uncomfortable with this situation going forward? I can understand not wanting to be magically bound to someone you cannot think of sexually, but I just need to know how you feel about this.” I pointed out the ring on my finger, clarifying how she felt about the whole Prismium aspect of this.

“I thought I would be, but I realized that I truly do love her and all she has done for me. I was more concerned with what you would think.” Nora said.

“Well, it’s something we can work through, but if you are okay with it then so am I. You forget that I am actively fucking my mother and sister on the daily thanks to a magical personality altering collar, so this doesn’t weird me out at all.” I laughed at her blush; I gave her a soft kiss then stood up to head back into Carmen’s office.

“Oh, are you coming home with me tonight?” I asked Nora as I was backing away from her.

She smiled at me, “Of course… Master.”

~*~

Carmen:

I don’t know what the hell I had just heard, but Nora had spilled her whole story to Zach about me being her adoptive mother. Nora had never willingly told any love interest of hers about her past.

I had stood around the corner from where they sat at Nora’s desk. I had immediately retreated to my office in order to get myself off. When I found out that I somehow couldn’t cum I came out here to find Zach, only to stumble upon their conversation halfway through. What the hell was this Prismium thing they were talking about, and did I hear that Zach was fucking his mom and sister! Earlier this morning I would have kicked him out on the spot, but the idea of defying what he wanted almost felt painful to me. Yet whenever I thought of things that Zach would like, I was rewarded with a tingling warm pulse deep in my core. My pussy was becoming a tunning fork, wanting to desperately harmonize with Zach’s cock. I found myself constantly slipping into daydreams about Zach tying me up in my office, and having my patients come in to have their way with me. They would use me, and I would be unable to do anything about it.

Snapping out of that, I made my way to the woman’s bathroom right as Zach was leaving to go back to my office.

After splashing a little water on my face and making sure my pussy wasn’t dripping through my pantyhose. I went back into my office, only to find Zach sitting in my chair, looking at something on my computer.

“W-what are you doing?” I yelled at him, panic clear in my voice.

“Sit down Carmen.” Zach commanded me.

Any feelings of anger dissipated right as he said those words. I sat down in the seat, my whole body shivered as I thought about how I couldn’t resist his commands. I kept thinking about what he might do to me. Maybe he would tie me to this chair naked, then move me out to the front lobby, gagging me, and putting a sign on me that says, “Punish this dirty slut by using her.” My daydream almost made me flood my panties, until Zach cleared his throat.

“Can you explain what this is?” Zach turned my computer screen around. My eyes widened as I realized he was looking through my search history that I wish I had cleared last Friday. On it, was several porn websites that I had visited during the lunchbreaks when Zach wasn’t in my office. Every video I watched was so embarrassing to try and explain to him.

“Let’s see here, ‘My Daughter’s Boyfriend Blackmails Me Into Becoming His Cumslut’, ‘Master Punishes Me By Showing Off My Body To A Bunch Of Horny Strangers’, and let’s not forget “Sexy Thicc Latina Gets Dominated By Her Employee’.” Zach read off only a few of the listed porn videos I had watched.

“Uhh… I-I don’t know who was using my computer, but I'm gonna get them once I find them.” I let out a nervous chuckle, unsure as to why I even tried to lie about a computer that only I had access to.

“Carmen… these videos seem rather specific, is there anything you want to tell me? If you tell me then that would make you a good girl, and you know what good girls get?” Zach talked at me like I was pet dog, and frankly, it was turning my pussy into Niagara Falls.

“Maybe I have b-been watching these videos, you know… to umm… m-masturbate too.” My face must have been crimson at this point from just how embarrassed I was, but the more embarrassed I was, the hornier I was becoming.

“Good girl, being truthful to your Master.” Zach praised me, causing a rush of warm happiness to flow through me. I don’t know the last time a compliment had ever made me feel like this, and it was just making me crave it even more. It took my brain a little while to catch up to the fact that Zach referred to himself as “Master”, but strangely it felt like it fit him the more I thought about it.

Finally, it felt like something in my brain just snapped. I was no longer able to hold back these intense lustful feelings. I knew now that I needed my master to make my pussy cum, that would explain why I couldn’t earlier, because he didn’t give me permission.

“M-master, I-I need to cum right now. Please, please, please I neeed it so bad.” I slid out of the chair, crawling around my desk so I could kneel at his feet. I pushed my tits up with my arms, using them as a peace offering so Zach would make me cum.

Zach suddenly started booming out laughter, “I see the slut has finally started learning her place… huh, my little cumslut?” I nodded rapidly, trying to quickly get to the part where he rewarded me.

I hiked up my white skirt, showing off my pantyhose with my purple lace panties underneath.

“Here, you can use my shoe to cum, but you have to clean up your mess.” Zach said, his tone was domineering yet, indifferent; it made gasp with need.

Zach turned the office chair and stuck out his foot, clad in shiny black dress shoes. I scootched over, still kneeling I spread my legs and place my panty clad pussy right against his shoe. As soon as I felt contact, my hips started gyrating and grinding against him. It was as if my pussy was possessed, I was unable to stop myself. If someone held a knife to me, I don’t think I would have been able to stop.

My moans gradually rose in volume, my surroundings tunneled into the pleasure my pussy was feeling as well as the look my master’s face was giving me. I had also thought I heard my office door open, but I quickly dismissed that as I was too invested in my own satisfaction.

I was getting so close by this point, when I felt a breath in my ear coming from behind me.

“Hola, mamá” It was Nora’s voice! She was watching me degrade myself on Zach’s shoe. She was seeing her mamá be a horny cumslut, unable to stop herself from grinding her cunt against her master.

That was all I could take, my pussy exploded at that point, my vision and hearing went out like I had been flashbanged. My ears were ringing, and all I could feel was the intense glow of satisfaction, and the deep need for my master grew larger at that moment, cementing how much I wanted him. I floated in a white space, content, and in the moment. The weight of my past melted away, leaving me in this moment of pure Nirvana.

~*~

Zach:

It was after the workday, we had to move Carmen’s afternoon appointments because she had passed out for a while after that intense orgasm she had. I felt really bad about pushing Carmen that far, more so for the patients that needed her help than Carmen herself. But I convinced Carmen to come over to my house with Nora. Claire notified me that Stephanie and Lara were there already, and that Mom should be home soon. I was about to have my whole harem together under one roof.

I don’t know if it was possible to be so excited and nervous at the same time, but it was better than just being nervous. Pulling up to my house, I waited for Nora’s car to pull up. Carmen left her car in the parking garage, knowing it would be fine in there for the night. As those two were stepping out of the car I made my way to the front door. I only opened the door a crack, when a business card sized piece of paper fell from the door.

Picking up the card it had only two sentences written on it in red ink.

I tried to get the cops to believe me, but they were too late. Heed this warning, Sometimes the dead do not stay dead, remain vigilant.

Reading those sentences, I already knew it was whoever tipped off the police about Magnus’ basement ritual room. The question was who the hell knew about that man, and how did they know about me. I didn’t need this kind of headache right now, but it seemed the universe was keen to keep piling these problems up onto my plate.

“Claire!” I yelled, opening the door, “We got a note, in the door, looks like we aren’t gonna have too much fun tonight!” Nora and Carmen walked in, giving me a confused look when suddenly Claire rounded the corner wearing an apron and nothing else, she was pouting at the news I gave her.

“I sure hope this news doesn’t ruin the taste of this apple pie I have been perfecting all day!” Claire puffed out her cheeks cutely, mad that she was gonna be outshined by a stupid note.

I rolled my eyes, pulling her in for a deep kiss. “Claire Bear, I'm sure if you serve me some pussy on the side to go with the pie it might make up for it.” She smiled at me, pressing her breasts against me.

“Well, I guess I’ll have to put it on the menu for tonight. We do have a wide selection to choose from.”

End of Chapter 10

Post-script:

Thanks for reading this one, my writing time is going to be a little constrained for this coming week, so things will be a little slower than even a chapter a week. I'm still invested in writing this, so there will be no stopping. Who knows, I may even write some one-offs if the mood strikes me. Constructive feedback is welcomed, and I will see you whenever the next chapter drops.