The Unbound Genie Ch. 10

Although, what Jack's eyes bore witness to when he entered the living room was something that he only ever could've conjured up in his wildest and most wettest of dreams.

"Would you just fuck off already?! It's my turn!" A naked Holly crassly barked into her older sister's ear, propped up on her knees and pulling at Cindy as the curvaceous blonde was furiously stroking a thick, twitching cock with both of her hands. Holly's giant, wide, and juicy butt-cheeks were pressing back against the heels of her small feet, and the rest of her thin, petite frame was practically glued to Cindy's bimbo body while she struggled to bring her down off of the couch. "You're not taking mom's last morning load!"

"Eat shit, you greedy slut!" Cindy said while giggling maniacally and remained stationary despite Holly's wimpy efforts, her twisted mind and skillful hands solely focused on making her mother cum. The side-cleavage of her big, natural, and G-cup-sized tits wobbled and jiggled under her while she lay across the length of the couch. While Cindy's ass wasn't as magnificent as her somewhat-sane and very pale sister's, it was still big, round, firm, deeply tanned, and attached to a set of long, meaty, and noticeably toned legs, not to mention the Barbie-like proportions of her waist-to-hips ratio. "You already swallowed the first three; I'm getting this one, at least!"

"Would you two just shut up?!" Debra shouted back at them, leaning against the arm of the couch and squeezing her own, big, rubbery tits with a frustrated moan-sigh. "Even if you two can't learn to share, I'll be good to go again in a-about... Mmmph, i-in about half an hour, for f-f-fuck's sake!... Oh fuck, girls. I'm-!"

The short-stack, middle-age MILF that had the healthy body and tight skin of a fit twenty-year-old threw her head back as a long, high-pitched moan escaped her open mouth, just as a torrent of thick, creamy jizz came spraying out of her cock like a high-pressure super-soaker. Cindy's giggling only became wilder and more erratic; one of her hands began fondling and squeezing her giant, pulsating lady-balls as the other increased its pace along the entire length of her foot-long cock. It took a moment for Cindy to line the plump, ruby red lips of her mouth up with Debra's ejaculating dickhead, mostly because her read-headed sister was still tugging on her arm, but she was determined to get her mouth around that beautiful, monstrous meat and eventually got the job done.

Holly let out a gluttonous snarl and gave Cindy one final shove before intending to give up, but it hardly had any effect, and the blonde just pushed Holly down onto her back on the floor with a single motion of her sticky, cum-soaked hand.

"Bitch." Holly grumbled, turning away from the erotic sight in front of where she sat and aimlessly towards the entrance. Her eyes went wide and she quickly jumped to her feet at the sight of her handsome, drooling brother just standing there and gawking at the three women. The outline of his twitching, oversized banana was prominently on display through the sweatpants he wore, and Holly couldn't seem to pry her gaze away from it for more than a second or two once discovered. "J-Jack?!"

Balls deep in her eldest daughter's face with her head thrown back across the arm of the couch and seeing the room behind her upside down, Debra hadn't realized until Holly had spoken up that her missing son was located in the very corner of her hazy vision. Her massive and seemingly endless orgasm kept her from reacting to the situation as a proper mother should be, so the sluttified mommy she had transitioned into over the last week-and-a-half just curled her open, moaning mouth into a wide smile. Debra removed a hand from one of her tightly-gripped breasts and weakly gave him a wave.

"My baby's home." Debra cooed, a wicked glint appearing in her big, pretty eyes right before she bit down on her bottom lip. "Mmm."

Cindy was too tired and too cum-starved to care about what was going on around her, content with having her mother's cock stuffed down her elastic throat to pump its seed directly into her stomach while both of her hands had made their way down to and were vigorously fingering her sopping wet, hyper-sensitive cunt, her arms smushing her gigantic, "natural", but perfectly round tits together as they jiggled and wiggled around under her torso, pressing hard into the sofa cushion.

"When did you get back?!" Holly said after shaking her head and trying to gather her thoughts. She then quickly closed the gap between them, and Jack soon found himself being tightly embraced by his naked sister. Holly sniffled and rubbed the side of her face up against her brother's broad, muscular chest, tears streaming down her round face like there was no tomorrow. "Don't you know how worried we've all been, you big, stupid... stupid!"

"W-whoa! Holly, relax." Jack said, completely caught off guard by her display of genuine concern. He figured that, of all people, Holly's first response to seeing him would be to attack, not hug him! Jack ultimately wasn't complaining, mind you, and eventually figured it would be a fair gesture to at least return the hug he was receiving. "I'm alright, I think. I don't know, Meg said I was fine, sort of."

Holly stopped crying instantly at the mention of his ex-genie, then turned to look up into his eyes, her own filled with a fiery, teary-eyed hatred deep within their core centers.

"Where is she?"

Jack was caught off guard by the dramatic shift in her emotions, and his heart began to thump hard in his chest.

"I-... I don't know. Like, ten minutes ago I was still at the party, which apparently was an entire fuckin' week ago, and now I'm here. After some blue-balling, she brought me back from wherever the Hell I was and then dipped out to go meet someone who works for a guy that calls himself the Creator."

Holly rolled her eyes and sighed after Jack said Meg wasn't around, releasing arms from around his midsection and taking a short step backwards.

"That's just great." Holly sarcastically groaned. "The first time she comes around after everything went down, and I miss out on my chance to ask her for a favor."

Jack couldn't help but note how absolutely comfortable Holly was about being fully disrobed in front of him, and both of them were checking out each other's tight, sexy figures instead of doing anything that could closely resemble making eye contact. Her small, pert breasts were on full display, just as her big, shelf-like, freckled booty was whenever his head would lean over and get a good look at it. Holly wasn't just focused on the twitching slab of fuckmeat in his sweatpants, instead finding herself to be more interested in his bulky arms and large, meaty hands.

"What kind of a favor?" Jack asked, reluctantly. "You're not getting rid of that donk, are you?"

"What?" She managed to say with a confused chuckle. "No, nothing like that. I'm actually a fan of it, now that I know it's there, anyway." Holly smiled, turned around completely, and leaned forward to arch her back and poke out her wide, jiggly butt for a slack-jawed Jack to marvel at. "I swear, if you had actually made it so that I knew you two changed me the way you did, I probably wouldn't have been as mad. Okay, maybe I would've, but after Meg explained that she was pulling the strings that whole time, I couldn't help but feel bad for being so hateful towards my big, sexy brother."

Jack couldn't believe what he was hearing. Meg was absolutely right, it seemed; he'd gotten away with everything that'd transpired over the couple of days that he had ultimate, reality-bending powers. Sure, Meg had thrown his inhibitions into the gutter and sent the perverted side of his mind into overdrive just before she introduced herself, but those gorgeous butt-cheeks that Holly began to press against his crotch and rock-solid hard-on were born straight from Jack's imagination, and his alone.

Unable to restrain himself, and without finding any sort of reason to, Jack happily pushed his hips forward into Holly's rear and used his hands to grip at her waistline. The two began grinding against each other while their heart rates and breathing steadily rose and became heavier. Holly reached up behind her head and placed her own, delicate hands on Jack's whiskery face, letting out soft moans while finding herself getting more turned on as the seconds passed.

"I was going to ask Meg for a pair of tits to match my ass, considering I've got the smallest chest in the house."

"Oh." Jack said, trying his best not to laugh at that. The only reason he hadn't given her a rack that rivaled the rest of his sexified family's was because of her unlady-like, tomboy nature, and figured that she'd look great in a set of her plain, boyish clothes. In hindsight, Jack thought to himself, he wished that he actually had blown up her bustline to proportions similar to their father's. Aesthetics be damned, boobs were hella fun. "Well, we can always see about getting you some big fakies for me to play around with. And y'know, that's if Meg won't do anything about it."

"Nah, I don't want a set like what Rebecca's got on display at that strip club every night." She giggled. "I wanna' be all-natural."

"If that's what you can call it." Jack laughed back, leaning forward slightly to whisper into her ear. Given that his sister was in a pleasant, aroused mood, something he'd never really expected to see from her in his lifetime, he decided to use what he'd learned when exploring the wide array of fetishes that lingered in Holly's thoughts. (That, and checking out the search history on her computer when he had gotten bored or curious in the past.) "Now, be a good girl, and get down on your fucking knees."

Holly's body stopped moving once more and locked up at his forceful, commanding tone. Her pussy practically began dripping at the sound of his words, and for the first time in her entire life, she desperately wanted Jack to do anything and everything he wanted to her. Just so long as he kept up the act that Holly totally knew he was just using to mask how nervous and awkward he felt down in the core of his soul.

If only she knew how precise that thought was. Still, weather or not that that silent insinuation was correct, Jack's levels of arousal and the need to bust a massive fucking nut really helped him sound sincere. It helped her get into it more when he decided to not wait for her to act on his order, and used his grip on her hips to physically force her down onto the carpet.

For an instant, Jack hoped that the increase in his strength and his lack of awareness of it hadn't hurt her too much as her knees make an audible thud onto the floor, but Holly's smiling groan quickly put the nerd's thoughts at ease.

To be frank, Jack thought to himself, Meg was actually a bit cuter than Holly was. Maybe it was because of his sister's oversized, oversexed butt, or perhaps the fact that Meg's face was just slightly more striking. Either way, he could see notable differences between the two now that he had been close to both of them in such a short time.

It didn't matter, regardless.

Meg missed her opportunity earlier, and Holly was now the primary target of his immediate desires.

She pulled her hands down and away from his face to plant them into the firm carpet below, being sure to give Jack a show by slightly oscillating her hips against his, which caused her massive cheeks to jiggle in front of his pelvis. The thing that caught Holly off-guard was him pulling himself away from her at that, but a mere moment later she found that he wasn't interested in stuffing her pussy full of his giant cock just yet. The perky whiskers on his face tickled and poked at the inner depth of her huge ass, and his slick, slimy tongue began exploring the trench of juicy flesh that was her squeaky-clean buttcrack.

"Ohhh gawd... Th-this is new!" Holly said with wide eyes and shaky arms as Jack pushed his tongue into tight asshole, wasting no time in making sure that his favorite hole on a person to fuck was lubed up and ready for him. Although, the fact that every inch of her skin had the sweet, mouth-watering taste and smell of strawberries kept him there longer than intended. He didn't quite remember making such a specific change to her anatomy and wondered for a second about how that could've come to pass, but Jack was too horny and his sister's ass was too damn delicious for him to honestly give a shit.

After making sure that she was thoroughly lubed up, Jack pulled his head back and yanked his own bottoms down to where his knees were against the floor, watching his massive friend come flopping out into the brisk air around them. Getting a good look at it for the first time with his fresh, unaltered mind, he couldn't quite believe that his cock was only a foot long; it looked like it had to have been fifteen-inches, at least! He did understand that just like many other insecure men, most all liked to believe that they were bigger than they actually were, but he was well-aware that he was huge, and that's all that mattered. Jack grabbed it by the rock solid base and admired it for a moment before lining it up with Holly's asshole after using his free hand to push one of her cheeks to the side. Seemingly effortlessly, the big head of Jack's intimidating member slid right into Holly's ass, but the tightness and powerful suction of her hole was nearly pulling him deeper into her trembling guts.

Goddamn it, Jack thought to himself as he let out an audible, satisfied groan, he fucking loved elastic anatomy.

And with that, Jack pushed himself into Holly the rest of the way and bottomed out, all the while his sister had collapsed onto her face and was letting out any and all incoherent noises that the unbridled pleasure wracking her body and mind was forcing her to produce. For the next half-hour, Jack proceeded to unleash the pent-up, sexual aggression that'd been building ever since he'd been taken away from the greatest party/giga-orgy of a lifetime. In the meantime, his mother Debra and older sister Cindy just cuddled up together on the couch and watched them as they recovered from their own, massive, and multiple orgasms, thankful to have Jack back in their lives despite the abnormality of the entire situation.

While they all knew he was a perverted weirdo before, none of them blamed Jack in the slightest for what had happened to them all over the course of two days, and had found some newfound sense of togetherness between in the family that'd never existed before thanks to the alterations that he and Meg had made to everyone. Besides, Debra thought to herself, she saw her boy literally go through Hell and back in an alternate dimension, and she proceeded to quietly cry in a confused Cindy's arms shortly after her orgasmic high had ended. Not only did Debra feel as though she'd been a pathetic excuse of a mother to Jack for the majority of his life, she couldn't be happier that he was alive, well, and in the process of deep-dicking his eighteen-year-old sister.

Wow, she really was a fucked up mom, she thought with a hysterical laugh in between sobs.

There she was, sucking on one of Cindy's thick, juicy nipples while having her semi-erect and sensitive schlong played with and stroked, thinking back on her entire life as a mother and caregiver, if she could even call herself that. For as far back as she could remember, all she had ever wanted to be in life was a sexy floozy, having amazing sex and partying with the richest and sexiest people around town while having the time of her life. Over the years, it seemed that spending half of her existence being married to the dullest man she'd ever been able to successfully sink her merciless claws into, while also morally being forced to raise three of the least impressive, unambitious kids in their small town through the years had turned her into a bitter, hateful human being, one who had completely forgotten what it was like to relax, let go, and especially, have fun. Thanks to her stupid, wonderful son and a mysterious, silver ghost, she could do every bit of that, and more. Now that she was stunning, young woman again, massive cock and heavy balls aside, and with such an vast emotional dettachment from her also sexy, adult children, she could live a life free of worry, one filled with amazing, limitless, and mind-melting sex.

Not to mention, almost the entirety of her town's adult population had gone through similar, mouth-watering changes, but none of them were aware that anything at all had been altered since the night of their massive pool party.

It was safe to say, even a simple trip to the grocery store would most likely entail that she'd find a random partner that was more than willing to service Debra's cock, one of her needy holes, or vice versa. Just so long as she was getting off, she'd be more than happy to return the favor, in any way that that person desired. Limits were a thing of the past for her, as well as the rest of her family, and life has never been more satisfying because of it.

Hell, just yesterday she and Michelle went next door to the Addler residence to watch some afternoon Sunday football, and Debra couldn't for the life of her remember which teams were even playing against one another. All she could recall was having Gina's giant tits and eager mouth mindlessly worshiping her own sizable cock for a few hours, all the while Michelle was either bouncing on Luke's meaty, foot-long cock or bending over so that he could thrust his powerful, muscular hips into her futanari husband's fat, juicy ass.

A lot has changed for Debra and the rest of the family, but if you asked any of them individually, they would certainly say that it was all for the better, in the end.

"Oh, fuck! Harder, Jack! Ahh!" Holly cried out, the side of her face pressed down into the carpet.

"Hey, save some for me! I missed him too!" Cindy giggled.

Several hours later, after enough cum had been unleashed from both Debra and Jack's fleshy firehoses to impregnate a cosmic celestial, Cindy and Holly had quite literally passed out in different places around the gooey living room. There wasn't hardly an inch of the place that didn't have a trace of their respective, thick goops of seed, and it was clear that everything in there needed to be replaced by that point. The black-screened television, the sticky leather sofa, both of the large and broken recliners, two lamps that had their lightbulbs explode and circuits fry when cum landed on their glass surfaces and electrical outlets, as well as the once-blue and now gray-white carpets.

Holly was laying face-down in the center of the living room with a distended stomach and a mixture of her mother and brother's loads still leaking out of all three of her fuckholes, while Cindy somehow ended up on the entertainment center in front of the TV on her side and both of her jiggly milk-pillows sloshing ever-so-slightly from every time her chest rose to take in air and loudly snore it out, no less filled/covered with seed than her younger sister.

Jack and Debra, however, were both in the home's master bedroom and doing their absolute damnedest to keep their hands off of one another and put on some clothes.

"Mom, would you knock it off already?" Jack said with a roll of his eyes, sitting on the edge of his parent's king-sized bed as she creeped up behind him on her knees and pressed her big, soft tits up against his back while reaching around to feel up the front of his toned, hairless body. "I need to go see if Vicky is alright."

"But I missed you sooo much, Jack." Debra whispered into his ear as she began grinding her fully-erect, rejuvenated cock up against his spinal-lining. "C'mon baby, just one more."