Unblended Ch. 02

"I am not trying to steal Tessa," I said firmly. "You two are my girls in a non-binding, 'people cannot be property' sense; besides, you two were together first, and I would be the absolute worst if I wanted to break that up."

Michiko nodded, sniffling a little. "Thank you for saying it, it helps a lot."

"Where is this coming from?" I asked.

"Tessa told me about last night," she responded, "and what you said. Like, hearing about you tear it up together was so hot, but it also sounded so romantic."

"Oh. Yeah, that, uh..." I sighed. "I needed to get it out of my system."

"It's been super obvious for months, but my brain went to a place where Tessa might prefer you to me? Does that make sense?"

"In a 'brain goes into stupid sorrow spiral' sense, yes. But you have nothing to worry about, for two reasons." I didn't know if Michiko could feel my heart start beating faster, but I sure could. She sat up to look at me.

"Alright, go ahead."

"One: Tessa is CRAZY about you, you and I both know that, and I will pound that into your skull as often as I need to until you believe that."

Michiko nodded. "What's the other reason?" She smirked a little, and I'm sure she knew where this was going already, but I didn't care, I hadn't rehearsed this for nothing.

I gently placed my hands on the sides of her face. "Michiko Sanada, I love you." I pulled her face to mine and kissed her on the lips. She immediately put her hand on the back of my head and returned it with gusto. The lightning that accompanied my first kiss with Tessa returned in force.

"I love you, Ace Wayne," she said before ramming her long tongue into my mouth. We stayed like that for a few minutes, furiously making out before Michi pulled back for air. "Oh my god, I want to devour you whole, you smell amazing."

"Ah ah ah," I scolded, shaking my finger at her, "you first."

"That is so beautiful!" a voice said from the door, and we turned to see Tessa standing there. That reminded me of a question I wanted to ask Michiko.

"Hey! What are you doing here? Shouldn't you be at..."

"Our parents took us out for the rest of the day after Mama called them," Michiko said. "Your mom texted them from the hospital and filled everyone in. So, we came over to help!"

"Yeah," Tessa said, sitting down next to me opposite Michiko. I got chills being between my girlfriends, it was awesome. "Okay, Michi, show him the goods."

Michiko giggled as she stood up, walked in front of me, and slowly lifted her skirt.

"Whoa," was my first reaction, she was indeed packing serious heat between her legs. She was a shower rather than a grower, and there was at least 9 inches of thick cock meat on display. I subconsciously licked my lips, and Michiko made this cute little moan in response. She immediately started to harden.

"No panties, huh?" I quipped, and Michiko blushed.

"She took them off before we came up," Tessa said. She took my left hand and placed it on her own rapidly hardening cock in her leggings. "So did I."

I squeezed Tessa before turning my full attention to Michiko's massive member. I took her in hand and gave her a few soft strokes, immediately being rewarded with a large drop of precum. I leaned in and licked it up, drawing a loud moan from Michiko, and savored her own personal taste. Weirdly, the first thing I got was green tea, subtle and perfumed with jasmine, before the expected saltiness became apparent. I looked into Michiko's beautiful silver eyes with a smile.

"You taste amazing," I said huskily.

"Thank y-what the fuck?" Michiko gasped. "What happened to your eyes?!"

Tessa grabbed my face and turned it towards her. "Holy shit!" she said, locking her brilliant green eyes on mine, "I didn't notice that before!"

"Yeah, that and my dick's a little bigger, otherwise I haven't changed at all."

"Huh!" Tessa said, before turning me back to Michiko and feeding her giant cock into my mouth. "Alright, enough chit-chat."

Michiko started moaning as I sucked on her head. She filled my mouth almost perfectly, and I hummed happily as I bobbed on her hard cock. Michiko eventually reached down to put her fingers in my hair, and when she didn't try to guide me, I figured it was strictly to increase the amount of contact we had. That felt wonderful, and I closed my eyes as I started to take her as deep as I could.

"How is he?" Tessa asked.

"So good," Michiko replied.

"You're our little cock slut, aren't you?" Tessa whispered.

"Mmm-hmm," I moaned around Michiko's dick. Tessa kissed me gently on the cheek.

"Good boy. Such a nice boy, sucking your girlfriends' cocks," Tessa cooed.

I pulled Michiko out of my mouth. "Tess, you're making this a little weird." Michiko promptly pushed me back onto her dick, and I moaned involuntarily.

"He's new, we gotta ease him in," Michiko gasped.

I happily returned to sucking on Michiko, her length pistoning into and out of my mouth with increasing speed. She definitely seemed to be enjoying herself, and I could feel that lightning pass between us again when our eyes met. Tessa eventually stood up and stood next to Michi, running her hands along Michi's body and whispering into her ear. They looked so hot together, and I was so excited to become a part of that.

It took a few minutes, but I eventually figured out how to take all of Michiko down my throat. It was a tighter squeeze than it had been with Tessa, for obvious girthy reasons, but it felt just as incredible. Michiko apparently agreed, because she started speaking in tongues.

"Damn, Ace," Tessa said with a laugh, "it took me a couple weeks before she started cussing me out in Japanese!"

"What's she saying?" I asked.

"Don't fucking stop, you worthless gaijin!" Michiko begged.

"Ah," I said, promptly taking her to the base and being rewarded with a scream of pleasure. I noticed Tessa reaching under Michiko's skirt from behind, and eventually I heard a soft squelching sound.

"Oh, wow, Ace, she's soaking," Tessa purred. "I mean, so am I, but damn, girl!"

"What are you doing to me?" Michiko whined, her voice pitching up to hentai voice actress scale.

"Milking you for all your tasty cum, my love," Tessa responded, starting to drive her fingers into Michiko's pussy as I continued sucking her cock. I could feel Michiko starting to shake as she approached what was promising to be a giant orgasm.

"I love you guys so much!" Michi shouted, her hips bucking against my face.

"We love you too!" Tessa said, "now drown him." I just moaned around Michiko's cock.

Michiko pulled my head towards her, forcing her cock all the way down my throat, and the floodgates opened. Tessa pulled Michiko into a passionate kiss as my throat was flooded with Michiko's cum. I pulled back and started stroking her length as she filled my mouth again and again. It was so warm and silky and salty, and the consistency difference from Tessa threw me a bit. As with Tessa, I was able to keep up and swallow it all, but it was a lot more intense this time. I could see Tess fingerbang Michiko through the entire climax, so that probably explained part of it, and I guessed my new, hypothesized pheromonal supercharger was doing the rest. When the tide finally went out, Michiko collapsed into the bed on top of me, bringing Tessa with her, and I soon found myself drawn in to a searing three-way kiss. I nearly started crying with how wonderful their lips and tongues pressed against my own felt, and I gave hopefully as well as I got. We stayed like that for a while, kissing and cuddling and giggling incessantly. I felt so good, I almost forgot that I had some looming medical concerns to deal with.

"Hey," I said, "we're together now, right? Like, I want to be your boyfriend if you'll have me."

"Can we keep him?" Michiko asked. "I want to keep him."

"Yeah," Tessa said, looking deep into my eyes, "I'd like that a lot."

"Even if I'm always like this?" I was pretty sure that would be okay, but fear is irrational sometimes.

"You mean a sexy, sweet man that constantly smells amazing?" Michiko asked, and I nodded my head. "Oh yeah."

"We need you, dork. It doesn't matter what you look like." Tessa said quietly.

"Thank you," I said, I felt a lot better hearing that.

*****

I awoke with a start. I hadn't planned on falling asleep, but I was so warm and comfortable cuddling with the girls that it just happened. I was relieved to find that I was still tangled up with them, their heads resting on my chest. I glanced at the clock and gently shook them awake.

"Hey, we need to get to the hospital pretty soon," I said, as they grumbled a little at the disturbance.

"Five more minutes, please," Tessa said, snuggling in deeper and crushing her soft boobs against me. Michiko didn't say anything, she just turned my face to hers and kissed me. A loud knock at the door startled everyone.

"Hey, Ace, we need to leave soon," Mom said through the door.

"Sure thing," I responded, "we'll be down in a minute." We all got out of bed, and I took a moment to throw on a fresh shirt. Tessa was the first to wrap an arm around me and start kissing whatever skin she could find, and Michiko joined her right after that.

"Hey, come on," I protested weakly, "we're gonna be late."

They continued to plant soft kisses on both sides of my face and neck while reaching down to caress my hardening cock through my pants.

"You sure we can't give you a little relief?" Michiko purred.

"Yeah, Michi hasn't even seen you yet," Tessa added, "I'm sure she'd love to suck on you a little."

"Girls," I said a little more forcefully, "you can have your way with me once we know why I'm still a guy, but right now, we need to go."

"Aww!" They separated from me, looking adorable and disappointed.

I rolled my eyes and headed downstairs. My parents were waiting for me; Mama had changed into slightly less provocative attire, though everything was at least a little showy with her exaggerated figure, and Mom was back in her suit.

"I have to head in to the office and put out some fires," she said, "you go over with the girls and Mama and I will meet you there." She tossed a set of keys at me, and I plucked them out of the air.

"You're letting me take the BMW?" I asked, rather incredulous.

"Of course not, I am," Mom replied with a smirk.

"Oh, Mama's going with you."

Mama shook her head. "Nope, I have a few things to do before I go to the hospital, myself."

This was getting confusing. "Then how will you get there if I take the Jeep?"

"Guess again, slick." They were both grinning at me, and it finally occurred to look at the keys I'd been tossed. It was a keyless entry puck with a prominent Honda emblem.

"Happy birthday!" they said in unison, and I dashed out to the garage. Sitting in the driveway and decorated with a big red bow was a brand-new Civic Type R in British Racing Green (my favorite color), with a stylized spade in maroon, white, and black emblazoned on the hood. Not only was it the car of my dreams, they'd shelled out for a custom paint job to boot. I felt arms wrap around me as my parents joined me in the garage.

"Holy shit!" I said, "It's amazing!"

"I don't have to tell you the responsibilities that go with this hot rod," Mom said sternly.

"Lay off, Ronnie," Mama said, "let him enjoy it, he's had a rough day. 'sides, he's got six months to figure out how to pay for the insurance."

I hugged them tightly, thanking them profusely, and they both kissed my cheeks. I also thought one of them squeezed my butt, but dismissed it for the time being.

"Hey, mister."

I turned back to the car to see Tess and Michi draped across the car and posing seductively.

"We need to visit our friend in the hospital," Michiko said in that hentai voice, "could you give us a lift?"

"We can make it worth your while..." Tessa added, leaning over to practically flash her giant tits at me and my parents and playing with a red lollipop that came from... somewhere.

"No food items in the vehicle, please." I waved them into the car as I slid into the driver's seat and strapped in.

"I always had you pegged as a muscle car man," Michiko said as the girls climbed into the back seats.

"I had him pegged last night," Tessa snarked under her breath.

"Nah," I replied, "I prefer quick and agile." I started the car, appreciating the roar of the engine coming to life, and pulled out of the driveway.

*****

The girls were only mildly distracting on the way to the hospital, their intense makeout session occasionally visible in the rearview mirror. They were kind enough to keep the aroused moaning to a minimum, which I appreciated as I focused on not crashing my ridiculous birthday present into a tree. I may have exceeded the speed limit a bit... okay, a lot, but in my defense, I was learning the car and I wanted to get to the hospital before the lovebirds in the backseat ruined the upholstery.

We arrived without incident, thankfully, and I shooed Tessa and Michiko out of the car to wait for Mama. When she pulled up a few minutes later, we all went in and back up to the clinic. Dr. Morrison was waiting for us and brought us all back, having me and Mama wait in the same exam room from that morning while she took the girls to get various samples for further testing. I rested my head on Mama's shoulder, and she wrapped me in one of her arms.

"How you holdin' up, kid?" she asked.

"I mean, I'm okay?" I definitely didn't sound okay, and Mama gave me a stern look. "I want to get this over with."

"I know, Ace," she said, leaning her head on top of mine. She smelled lemony from her preferred body wash, it was nice. She sniffed at me a little, and I felt her start to snuggle in tighter.

"Warn me if you feel the urge to start making out, I need to prepare myself for that," I said, only half-joking. Mama laughed, and I soon joined her. She had a big belly laugh that was super infectious, and it always made me feel better when I heard it.

"God DAMN, I can't believe your mother did that!" she said. "The hell was she thinking?"

"If I understood her properly, she was thinking that she would damn well be the one to jerk off her own son, thank you very much."

"How'd you feel about that?" Mama asked.

"At the time? It was intense, I loved it, and I hoped it wouldn't be the only time. Now, I'm less sure about that last part."

"I hear ya. She told me she wished she were strokin' ya off onto my girls. Tell the truth, I woulda' liked to be there for it." I noticed Mama's twang starting to get stronger.

"Hey, are you gonna be okay?" I asked. "Should I sit somewhere else?"

Mama inhaled slowly then let it out in a burst. "Yeah, probably. Whew, the docs were right, you just kinda get to a lady, don't ya?"

I smiled and moved to sit on the exam table. "How's this?"

She nodded. "Better. Damn, slick, I felt just like I did the first time I set eyes on your mom. That's that pher-o-monal thing your mother talked about, right?"

"Yeah," I responded.

There was a knock at the door, and Dr. Schneider came in. "Hey hey. Oh! You must be Betty! I'm Trisha Schneider."

"Pleasure, ma'am." Mama shook Trisha's hand and gave her the usual "aw, shucks" routine.

"Well!" Trisha said, turning to me. "I just had a quick word with Michiko and Tessa. First off, daaaaaamn!"

"Yeah," I said, breaking out in a giant grin.

"Second, I understand our sample size is now..." She made a show of checking her notes. "...two! Also, you apparently have, quote: 'the head skills of Aphrodite,' end quote."

"That's my boy!" Mama said proudly.

"Thanks, Mama,' I said flatly.

"Your family is the best!" Trisha said, giving Mama a thumbs up. "Third, since Michiko helped Tessa with her changeover, we know that she should have been able to get 'er done, so we're definitely looking at something about your biology as a root cause. You all took a nap afterwards?"

I nodded. It made sense that all of this was a me problem, I just wondered what that problem was.

"Have you noticed any other changes?" Trisha asked.

"Uh, I don't think so? I haven't checked."

"No time like the present. Strip down, please."

I removed my shirt without much issue, but I suddenly became very self-conscious when it came time to drop my pants. While Trisha was busying herself with her tablet, Mama was staring right at me. "Uh, Mama? You doing okay?"

"Don't mind me, you just go ahead on." Mama's eyes started to glaze over a bit as I unbuckled my belt and lowered my jeans, her eyes locking on my dick. I was doing my best not to think too hard about that, and thankfully it decided to behave for the moment.

Trisha walked through a normal checkup like Dr. Morrison had earlier. Heart, breathing, eyes, ears, reflexes, posture, the whole route. When we got to the more intimate portion of the exam, Trisha proceeded clinically, and I was grateful for a return to normalcy. Of course, it didn't last.

"Okay, we need you to get hard for this next part. Oh! Betty, would you mind?" Trisha made a lifting motion in front of her, and Mama nodded with a chuckle.

"Sure thing, Doc." Without any preamble, Mama lifted her shirt and flashed her giant tits at me. They were massive orbs that sat high on her chest, topped with the cutest little pink nipples. She took a moment to rub one of them with her index finger, giving me a salacious wink, and my traitorous cock was at full mast in an instant.

"Thank you!" Trisha said, producing a tailor's tape and measuring my erection. "Hmm, seven and... three quarters, with a circumference of... hmm, not bad." She jotted the measurements down on her tablet before taking my cock and balls in one hand and lifting them gently, probing at my taint with her other hand. She was squarely in my personal space at this point.

"How does it feel when I push on you down here?" she asked, probing several times along my perineum. It felt weird, but it neither hurt nor gave me any extreme pleasure, and I said so. "No development at all, hmm. No surprise at this point, but good to know."

Trisha stood up and immediately pinched one of my nipples HARD.

"OW!" I shouted painfully, and she started taking more notes. "What the hell!"

"Sorry, I maybe should have warned you." Trisha said with a grin. She started massaging my other nipple gently. "How does this feel?" she said, her voice dropping subtly.

"Uh, it's alright?" Again, I wasn't getting anything special out of this, and Trisha made a note of it.

"Okay, that's all! You can put your clothes on now." Trisha looked over at Mama. "You, as well. I guess."

Mama laughed as she lowered her shirt. "Sorry, Doc, the girls like being aired out occasionally."

*****

We were again arranged for a video conference, me with Dr. Schneider in her office, and my parents (Mom got to the hospital during my exam), Tessa, and Michiko with Dr. Morrison in a conference room. Trisha again confirmed that, apart from remaining unisex, I was in excellent health. Now that I'd received contributions from two different people, they were proceeding under the assumption that something in my "unique" physiology was preventing my transformation while boosting my attractiveness to blended persons, to the point of almost acting like mind control. We discussed the ramifications, my parents asked a lot of questions, the doctors tried to provide answers, but the immediate prognosis was "::confused shrug::" until we had more answers. I would report back for regular checkups starting the following Monday, and samples and test results would be forwarded on to the Adaptive Physiology research group at the Mayo Clinic's Rochester, Minnesota campus. In the meantime, I got the standard great powers, great responsibility talk from Dr. Schneider, and I agreed to communicate the effects of my current condition to everyone who might be affected by them, starting with Principal LeBeau and Nurse Emily at school. The conference ended with Dr. Schneider saying she needed ten minutes with me privately before we left.