Superheroine-Seducing Accountant, Chapter 101: Counterspell
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I was woken up from my sleep by my phone going off; I had one of Nora's bodies atop me, but it was easy to just roll her off, clambering out of bed and eventually finding my phone in my pants pocket. Luckily, superspeed meant I got there before it finished ringing.

"Roger, hiii," Vanessa said. "I think I figured out what went wrong with the spell, it should be a super easy fix. Where are you? I need you and the clones around to get you guys to merge."

"Ah, I'm at Nora's. My clones... pretty sure they're back at my place? One with Xico, one with Kate."

"Got it," Vanessa said. "Where do you want to meet?"

I was currently naked and lightly sweat-soaked and would definitely have liked to cuddle up with Nora - but the clones were actually me, and I had superspeed, while they didn't. "I'll head back to my apartment. See you there."

One of the Nora's arrived at that point, her casual dress - tank top and baggy pants - somehow still making my bare cock twitch in the air. She glanced at it longingly. "You are leaving, Roger?"

"Yeah, I've got to get this whole 'bunch of magic clones' thing worked out," I explained, as I started gathering my clothes from the floor.

"I'll come with you, as making sure that you are healthy and well is important to me," she declared.

"I'm going to be using my superspeed to get there faster," I told her, which made her lips purse. Her cool expression still betrayed she wasn't happy about that statement. "You can send one of your nearby bodies there - I'm just headed to the apartments."

"Ah, I see," she said, smiling lightly. "Since I have an apartment, I have a body nearby, which I will have wait for you."

"Not there?" I asked, as I pulled on my shirt.

"The body that was having sex with Kate was being very loud and inconsiderate," Nora explained succinctly.

"Oh. Sorry it bothered you," I said. I wasn't that apologetic - after all, if I wanted to be loud having sex, it was my body - but you say you're sorry when you make someone else feel bad, whether or not you meant to, whether or not you had the 'right' to. Especially when that someone was a woman you were sleeping with.

"It is fine. I simply left the apartment and went on a walk. The body has already left the bookstore she was perusing for something worth reading," Nora explained. "According to the Maps App, the time to reach your apartment by walking for her, is significantly less than 10% of the time it would take to reach there from here, so you can leave at any time and meet me there."

"Got it," I said, pulling on my shoes. "See you in a bit, then," I said, giving her a quick peck on the cheek - which prompted another happy smile from Nora.

"Yes. See you soon, Roger," she said, leaning forward, lips puckered, and going for my lips instead of my cheek - but keeping it to a chaste kiss.

* * *

Nora waited patiently in the hallway outside of Roger's apartment. Vanessa, whose magical error had allowed her to have extra exclusive lovey-dovey one-on-one time with Roger without Xico interrupting, had yet to arrive. Xico and "her" Roger were in Roger's room, which meant Nora did not want to be in the room with them, as "her" Roger was clearly super affectionate and cuddly with Xico. Nora tried to remind herself that it was not the "real" Roger, and thus she had no reason to feel jealous, but she liked Roger very much, and seeing him treat Xico with such affection definitely made her feel jealous.

It was not that she was angry, per se, that Roger was with Xico, as if Roger had broken up with her and dated Xico, she would have been sad (because Roger was no longer her lover), but she would have been happy for Xico. Rather, it was jealousy, that the person she liked and was in a relationship with wanted to spend lots of lovey-dovey time with someone else. She wanted Roger to feel similarly to her: she would prefer all her lovey-dovey time spent exclusively with Roger. This included both sexual and nonsexual romantic activity, such as playing with one another's hair, lap pillows, cuddles, and so forth.

The real Roger arrived at that point, appearing to almost teleport out of the staircase. Since she was now in a new body, she was aware that he had worked up quite a sweat during their earlier sex, since he stank. However, it was a pleasant stink, because it was his sweat mixed with her own, a distinctive aroma that reminded her of the fun time they had spent having sex earlier. "Hey," he said.

"Hello, Roger. Vanessa has not yet arrived."

"Got it," he said, glancing at the door to his own room for a moment before deciding to lean against the wall instead. "I'll just be glad this is over."

Nora did not think she agreed.

While she understood that it was probably unhealthy in some way for Roger to have clones of himself that were permanently separated, she liked the fact that he had extra bodies to distract Xico and Kate, who were - she was reasonably certain - the two girls closest to his heart, emotionally. While the newspapers had claimed he had an affair with Mira, Nora believed that was a purely sexual, or 'sex friend' type arrangement, whereas Roger was much more conventionally/romantically affectionate with Xico and Kate, which Nora did not like.

Instead of saying that, she simply nodded. After a moment, however, she realized that was a lie, since she would not herself be glad this is over. While the nod could be taken merely as acknowledgement that she'd heard him, it was probably deceptive. "I think I would rather that you continue to have clones, as then I could monopolize you while the clones go do other things I do not have to think about," she explained.

He simply blinked at that. There was a long silence, but she did not think it was awkward, as she was reasonably close to Roger so the two of them could simply be silent and it would be comfortable.

The silence was broken, not by Roger speaking, but by a loud noise from the alternate universe Kate's room: "OINK! OINK OINK OINK!" She was obviously having sex and being forced to make loud, humiliating noises. "I'm a good little fuckpig for my master! Thank you for using my loose pussy! OINK!"

Nora had found she did not feel as jealous of Kate as she did of Xico (or, indeed, any of Roger's other sex partners), specifically because she would say pathetic things like that. She knew Roger had some 'dominant' and even 'sadistic' tendencies, and while she was willing to go along with them in some ways, she would very much not enjoy talking about how loose her pussy was. (Also, Roger made it clear that her pussy was in fact 'tight', which was very nice to hear him say, particularly given that he had enough previous sexual partners to say so with a reasonable degree of confidence.) Additionally, of course, the fact that Kate was almost literally screaming that she was inferior to Nora, helped Nora not feel jealous about her in particular.

Roger's response to Kate's loud, humiliating words was to wear a strange expression, then clear his throat. "Sorry about that. He must have been at it for quite a while, I wouldn't make her so loud normally," Roger explained, to which Nora simply nodded.

"OINK OINK OINK! Thank you! Thank you for fucking this pathetic fuckpig, Master! Fuckpig promises to be a good fuckpig for Master! OINK!"

"Can you shut the fuck up?" Came a yell from Roger's normal room, where Xico and that clone were.

"Oh God, they're fighting," Roger said. "I don't think I'm like that."

"Yes. You are quite conflict averse," Nora agreed, "which is one of the things that I like about you."

"Thanks," Roger said, smiling at her. "While we're trading compliments, I like how honest you always are."

Nora smiled herself at that comment - then she had a realization. Xico was also very honest, since she had been raised on a compound with other half-taliké and taliké, and thus was used to speaking to people who could read her mind, and thus was always honest, since there would be no point in lying. Perhaps Roger's 'type' was honest girls? He may also have been into blondes... however, he had many partners who were not blondes, and that sort of superficial trait is unlikely to function as a selector in a long-term relationship.

Kate did feel somewhat 'dishonest' in how she expressed her feelings. Whether or not she genuinely thought that her pussy was loose, she was very meek about publicly expressing her dominant/submissive relationship with Roger. On the other hand, Gillian was very straightforward about expressing those things, and Roger did not seem overly interested in her; certainly, less than Kate.

He did seem to have a preference for superheroines, but that may have been for any of a variety of personality traits generally common among superheroines (e.g. prosociality, conscientiousness), or merely because he worked with them.

She attempted to mentally sort Roger's sex partners by their level of honesty, but - beyond her and Xico both being highly honest, and also having a high degree of closeness to Roger - she did not notice any strong pattern there. Mira, Kate, and Stitch were fairly regular partners, and not unusually honest. Bup was unusually honest, and did live with Roger, but it seemed more like he took pity on her than anything else...

"That wasn't sarcastic or anything," Roger said, drawing her back to reality. Nora just blinked repeatedly in response to that statement. "You, uh, went off in your head. I wasn't being sarcastic about it."

"Oh. No, I was wondering if your 'type' was honest girls, since both Xico and I are unusually honest," she explained.

"I don't really think about my 'type' that much," Roger explained. "I guess I like hot girls."

Nora nodded. Physical attractiveness was a reasonable, and common, preference in partners, and she would probably not have initially become interested in Roger if he had been unattractive. Albeit, now that she was interested in Roger, she probably would still be attracted to him if he was somehow cursed to be unattractive. "I also like hot men."

Roger snorted, but smiled at that - and then they were interrupted by the arrival of Vanessa, who huffed and puffed as she came up the stairs.

Vanessa was not particularly in shape, which would normally be inappropriate for a superheroine, but as Vanessa was magically inclined, it was considered acceptable. "Sorry, the bus was a little late," she huffed out, as she waddled over to Roger, swaying a bit as she walked. "I need both the clones here, where are they at?"

"OINK!"

"One of the clones is with Kate," Nora said, pointing to that door, "and one is with Xico in that room," Nora said, pointing to the other door.

"Got it," Vanessa said. The door to Kate's room shook.

* * *

Kate panted heavily, feeling the heat of humiliation rush across her whole face as she was pushed up against the front door to her room. Roger's cock had never left her for a moment, as he just mashed her body into the plastered wood. It felt cool against her skin, the exertion and pleasure of the constant, marathon sex somewhat quieted by the feeling of it. Her breathing was shallow, her nipples scraping against the wood sharply, her head swimming as Roger just kept fucking into her. He nibbled on her ear for a moment, then whispered: "Oink, piggy."

She was beyond resisting that sort of command - Roger had thoroughly burned that out of her, making her do it again and again. Anyone in the building would have heard her by now. She had no shame left to feel. "OINK!" She squealed appropriately, and Roger rewarded her, playing with her clit, teasing it, sending sharp waves of pleasure through her whole body. Her mouth was half-open, drool just slipping out, running down her chin as she got mashed against the door even harder, pressed into it by Roger's bulk.

"Good piggy. Keep oinking for your master."

"OINK! OINK OINK OINK!" She did her best to obey, oinking loudly, feeling her head swim as she imagined who might be here right now. There was another Roger. There was Xico. There was...

"Uh... should we interrupt them?"

Plastered up against the door, she could now hear a new voice, one she didn't recognize. Her cunt tightened up around Roger's cock, but he didn't stop fucking her, continuing to just pound her against the door. The mix of tension, embarrassment, fear, and raw physical pleasure was making her brain just dribble out of her ears and/or cunt, her thoughts a complete mess, as Roger kept on fucking away. Hot pants escaped her throat, as her eyes unfocused.

She heard a door across the hall open. She made out Xico, Roger, Nora, and the new girl talking to and over one another. Her pussy went wild as Roger just slammed her body against the door, clearly doing his best to make noise even without her squeals of pleasure. It was like she was having her brain rewired, learning - in some final sense - what exactly she was now, teaching everybody else it too. Was she a woman with some dirty sex fantasies she was afraid to talk about out loud? No, she was a naked, uninhibited Fuckpig, owned by Roger Cooper, whose fat cock had taught her that she really would do anything for sex.

She heard the jingle of keys from the other side, and her brain failed to put together anything in particular from the noises. She was too busy paying attention to the thumping of Roger's hips inside her, his lips close to her ear, as he whispered all sorts of dirty things to her. "You're a good little piggy." "That's my girl." "You feel good. It's good that you're behaving yourself." At least, something like that - her thoughts were so fuzzy it was hard to put anything together in concrete terms.

Then the door opened, swinging outward, and she tumbled forward for a moment before Roger grabbed a tangle of her hair, halting her forward momentum. She was bent over, Roger's cock pulsing in her cunt, and she saw the expressions of everyone there: Nora, Xico, two Rogers, and some pink-haired girl with horns who she didn't know. She felt the heat scalding across her skin, the utter and complete humiliation of the moment, and her cunt spasmed around Roger as she just came. Even as some tiny voice in the back of her brain said she shouldn't, it was overpowered by instinct and Pavlovian response: "OINK!"

* * *

I sighed as I locked eyes with my other self. Kate was, at least, not pissing herself right now, but her expression was completely ridiculous. "Stop fucking her. I need to reabsorb you," I told him. "Also, making her fuck in front of everybody is humiliating."

"She loves humiliation," my clone said. He pulled out of her, letting go of her hair, and she promptly collapsed to the ground altogether. He casually stepped on her face - making a point of doing it - as he moved over her, walking into the hall. She let out a little whimper as his foot pressed against her cheek.

He was completely buck naked, incidentally, if you hadn't guessed as much. His skin was slick and shiny with sweat, his hair damp and sticking to his forehead as he stood there. Xico blushed sharply and looked at the ceiling, while Nora just ran her eyes up and down his naked body. "Vanessa?" I prompted.

"Huh? Oh! Yes, yes, sorry!" She clapped her hands together, pulling a folded up piece of paper out of her jacket. "Okay, everybody put your fingers on here - no, Roger, you put yours in that circle," she said, as I put my finger on the wrong circle. After a second or so, we all managed to do it properly. "Right." She took a deep breath, clearly tried not to stare at my dick, and then said some stuff in Latin.

It took a moment for the two bodies to get reabsorbed - and then I was hit by the memories of them both. They went in a weird, back-and-forth cut, without any particular pattern: it'd be ten minutes with Xico, then thirty with Kate, then twelve with Xico, then two with Kate. The cut points, at least, felt relatively natural: orgasms, the start or end of long cuddles, that sort of thing.

It just went on and on. I wound up falling to my knees, and Xico managing to stop me from just collapsing to the ground with her thiasyar.

I ran through the previous day-and-change, and, given how much sex (and how much good sex) my two clones had been engaged in - I've already related to you what they were feeling and thinking at various times - I had a minor accident, just groaning as I knelt there, shuddering in place.

When I finally came back to myself - a minute later? Two? - the awkward orgasm had finished, and I had fully re-experienced both clones' lives, so at least I hadn't missed out on boinking Xico while she wore a slave collar and we igossed. Or the insane marathon sex that I'd had with the alternate universe Kate.

However, it was embarrassing to just jizz my pants in front of my closest sex partners. "No, it's, um... h-hot?" Xico squeaked out, fruitlessly, but I just cringed still further. "It is..."

"It is!" Vanessa agreed. "I assume she's talking about you coming like that!" She added, a moment later.

"Yes. Your o-face is very cute and sexy," Nora noted from the sidelines, while the heat in my cheeks by that point had risen to the level of Kate's.

Luckily, I did have superspeed. I slowed down time, and was just about to zip out of there - when I saw Kate on the floor. My clone had definitely been putting her through the paces, and she did just collapse, naked, in front of multiple people, so... I gently hefted her up, carrying her into her bedroom, lying her on her bed, before heading back to close and lock the door. I gently pet her, trying to ignore the discomfort in my pants. "Hey, Kate," I said, in a soft whisper. "You okay?"

She nodded dumbly, pushing her head into my hand a little bit. It was a cute, fawning movement, that had my cock raring to fire off another load, this time not in my pants. I leaned down over her, giving her forehead a kiss. "I'm going to take a shower," I told her, and she nodded.

For some reason, there were still the clothes the other me had been wearing when he showed up in Kate's apartment, still duplicated - it was weird, but I wasn't going to repeat that to duplicate items. Instead, I just grabbed the clothes and I headed for the shower to clean myself of sweat and other things.

* * *

Xico could feel as Roger got into the shower. She understood why Roger was embarrassed about coming like that: if she imagined herself just coming in front of people at random, it would also be embarrassing.

But... it was just sexy, really. She could tell that nobody thought he was gross or anything for doing it. Everybody's response had, genuinely, been to think that it was sexy. (Well, Kate hadn't, because she'd been too out of it to really process what Roger had done.)

Nora frowned as she stared at the door to Kate's room. She crossed her arms, impatiently tapping her foot.

"Um... so, what's going to happen now?" Vanessa asked Xico. "I mean, Roger's really hot so if you think he's going to be DTF, I can stick around... but maybe he'd rather I go, since this is kinda my fault?"

"He... doesn't think... you're at fault..." Xico said. Right now, he was mostly thinking about how embarrassed he was just orgasming in front of them all like that... which Xico thought was a little cute in its own way... even if she didn't want Roger to feel embarrassed, obviously.

"Do you think he will continue to take advantage of the clone magic?" Nora asked bluntly. Xico could tell it was because she wanted to have Roger all to herself, and when he had clones spending time with Xico and Kate, she could.

"No," Vanessa said. "It's because I was casting it too many times in quick succession that it caused problems. It's, um, kinda 'the dose makes the poison' type of deal? Obviously not actually poison." She fidgeted. "I had like four different counterspells I'd have to try if that wasn't the problem. It could've been a bunch of different things."

"I see," Nora said.

"It would have been safe if it had been one of the other things! And it was the thing I thought!" Vanessa defended herself frantically, assuming Nora was blaming her, given her cool expression.

"She's... fine," Xico told her. Nora mostly was unhappy that Roger would not be getting cloned more in the future. "Nora, um..." Should she say something? They were basically fighting for Roger's love. Xico had no idea what to say, though. "I... um..." Nora had no idea what Xico was trying to say, obviously, so she couldn't say something to fill the awkward gap. It would probably be some very straightforward thing, like Yes, I would also like to be Roger's only girlfriend. Except, Xico would be fine if Roger had two girlfriends, her and Nora, it's just that Nora wouldn't be fine with it... "I wish... we could... just share him..."

"We are sharing him," Nora pointed out.

Xico's tails curled behind her. "I mean... I like Roger... and you like Roger... so it would... sometimes people... have two girlfriends..." Her words came out as a mumbly mush. She felt the heat grow in her cheeks.

"Yes. For example, right now, Roger has between two and sixteen girlfriends, depending on who is counted on the list." Xico had no idea how Nora had gotten to the number sixteen, and didn't care to do the math herself.

"Yes, but..." She sighed. "I don't like... making you unhappy..."

Nora tilted her head. "Then break up with Roger."

"No!" Her tails straightened out at that. "I mean..."

Nora stared at her for several seconds, thinking so fast that it came off more like a wave of emotion than anything verbal. Then she placed her hand on Xico's shoulder. "Xico. I will make Roger my exclusive boyfriend who will not have sex with other women, except possibly with Kate and/or Bup as they are so pathetic I do not feel jealous of them, so I could compromise on Roger continuing to have sex with them. However, ideally, he would be so busy with me that he would forget to have sex with either of them for months and they would find someone else instead."

"Um..." Xico had no idea what to say to that.

"That is my goal. As this goal is not predicated on deception, manipulation, or any other unethical behavior, it is not wrong for me to pursue it, even if it will make you unhappy. By extension, even though what will make you happy would make me unhappy, so long as you do not purposefully behave in an immoral or deceptive manner, then it is also acceptable for you to do it. I am saying this as I am your older mentor at Star Heroic, and am thus bound to give you good life advice, rather than intentionally sabotaging you. If I were not, I would not say this, I would instead just ask you to stop having sex with Roger and let me be his exclusive girlfriend. Although, I am also asking you politely to please stop having sex with Roger and let me be his exclusive girlfriend."

Xico gave Nora an awkward smile. She understood what Nora meant, more or less: It's not wrong to fight me for this, even though I want you to lose very badly. "I... have to... say no..." She said aloud.

"That is what I thought," Nora agreed.

There was a long, somewhat awkward silence, where Vanessa tried to mentally ask Xico various questions about what the heck was going on, but Xico didn't really have any good answers, and before she could come up with any, Roger emerged from Kate's room, gently closing and locking the door.

"Sorry. I needed a shower," he said. "You guys didn't have to just wait for me in the hall," he added, feeling a little awkward. "Uh. Who wants to hang out?" He suggested - and all three of them raised their hands.

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Superheroine-Seducing Accountant, Chapter 100: Nora Alone
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Roger sat on Nora's love seat, sprawled out. She had convinced him to strip down to his underwear, in order to give him a massage, and he just relaxed as she stood behind him, hands on his shoulders. He sighed and relaxed there, closing his eyes, while another of her bodies simultaneously gave him a foot massage.

That body's position also allowed her to secretly catch glances at his underwear, which she monitored closely. While when he first stripped and sat down, he had not been erect, he was fully hard within a minute of her massage beginning, which made her feel highly attractive and effective. She did not have too much experience with massages, but if Roger liked them this much, she would study and practice - in fact, another of her bodies was now online, consulting a guide on how to perform such a massage.

In point of fact, giving massages was an excellent way to get a man into the mood, and Roger seemed particularly easy to get in the mood in general. Nora considered just asking him outright for sex, but this could seem crass, especially since she had invited him over to her home herself, and not even suggested sex when doing so. She had just suggested that he might prefer to spend time apart from his clone, as he did not currently share a consciousness with his clones, and his clone was headed back to his apartment. Roger had taken her up on it, an entirely innocent act. Although he had a very high libido, no one appreciated being tricked.

Wait. Had she been lying to Roger? No, she had never said anything explicitly untrue, but her behavior did qualify as deceptive, since she did not mention that, once he came over to her house, she hoped they could have lots and lots of sex in the spare time she got him all to herself while Kate and Xico were distracted by his clones.

"Roger," she said with the body that was massaging his shoulders, "I should be honest. I invited you over hoping that, at some point, we would have sex. I am not saying this to pressure you, but because I realize I may have deceived you. It is completely fine if you do not want to have sex right now, of course."

Roger snorted at that. "Don't worry, Nora, I guessed as much."

"Ah, I see." She let out a sigh of relief. "In that case, would you like to have sex now, with one of the bodies massaging you, or a third body?"

"Mm..." Roger hummed, his eyes still closed as he relaxed under her massage. "How about a third body, in my lap? Then you can keep up the massage. It's very nice, by the way. Thank you for it."

Nora smiled at that. He was saying her massage was nice, which meant he would want more massages in the future, which would provide more opportunities to seduce him. Already present in her house was a body making lunch, and another body doing some basic dumbbell exercises - she brought that second body out quickly. It was a bit sweaty, but often they worked up a sweat having sex, and Roger never had a problem with that.

Roger flicked his eyes open as it entered the room, and the body that was giving him a foot massage noticed his length pulse against his underwear. The new body was only wearing a sports bra under a loose tank top, as well as some gym shorts, so it seemed very likely he was aroused specifically by those clothes (fitting into his noted enjoyment of her in 'cosplay'). Although she had the understanding he enjoyed women in various unusual forms of dress, this one in particular seemed very casual.

"Should I keep the top on?" That body asked, as she started to peel off her gym shorts. Roger's dick pulsed in its confinement once more as she undressed, having to lean down to get it out, and she noticed his gaze snap to her breasts as she did so. She made a mental note that he liked it when she bent forward - then made a physical note with a body on her phone, in the document labeled Things Roger Likes 3.

"Ah... not the tank top, but keep the bra," he said, his dick still twitching. It looked almost uncomfortable in its confinement, but Nora obeyed his request, leaving her wearing nothing but a sports bra as she approached him, already slick and ready with desire as she moved to straddle him. He looked up at her with naked lust, his hands finally coming to life to grope her ass cheeks, while she continued to massage his shoulders and foot.

She reached down for his underwear, hesitating for a moment with her fingers hooked into his the waistband, just in case she'd misinterpreted his signals. However, he did not nod or otherwise indicate for her to go on, so the moment took longer than she expected, until at last he groaned, let go of her ass cheek, and pulled down his underwear himself.

She wondered if she had accidentally teased him, and if he had enjoyed (or disliked) that? She would ask him after the sex, because his hand on her ass was guiding her towards his cock, his other hand grasping it near the base as he directed her towards it.

"Could you put your hands behind your head?" He asked, and she immediately did so. "Alright," he breathed, letting go of her, his eyes wandering up and down her body with obvious lust. "You look really gorgeous like this - sweaty and eager," he said, a smile on his lips. "Okay, now ride me," he said.

She immediately pushed down his cock, enveloping him entirely. She rolled her hips around with his cock inside her, making him groan in pleasure in response. His head cast back, then went forward, his eyes lingering on her tits - but he hadn't told her to take off the bra, so she just bounced in place, rolling her hips around on his cock, just keeping his whole length inside her. He felt so good inside her sex, and the way he looked at her made her feel sexy and desirable. He brought his hands in, both groping her ass cheeks. He had at first tried to be lazy, but now his desire was overpowering him, and he was leaning in to start kissing and licking at her cleavage, sucking up on the sweat in a way that made her feel incredibly sexy.

She wanted to just grab his head, to run her fingers through his hair - but he had told her to put her hands behind her head, so there they remained, fingers locked together as his tongue danced against her skin. The feeling of his eager licking, his tongue diving in between her breasts, combined with his hands just groping her ass cheeks, making clear his desire for her, were intensely erotic, and she could tell that body was going to orgasm very soon.

After a few moments' consideration, she decided to let that pleasure wash over her, rather than fighting it. Roger seemed to enjoy it when she came. She ground her hips against his as she closed her eyes and moaned, casting her head back, her fingers tightening where they interlocked behind her head. Roger's cock frantically throbbed inside her, and he used his grip on her ass to start bouncing her up and down, his tongue hungrily licking all along her skin, tasting her sweetly, his cock furiously pulsing and throbbing. She could feel him with every squeeze of her cunt as her orgasm ran through her, her body desperately trying to become pregnant despite the impossibility of the task.

Roger only became more excited, grunting into her bosom as his hips slammed up into hers, making it difficult (but not impossible) to keep massaging his feet. He groaned, jerked, twitched, and she thought he was about to orgasm - but he didn't, not quite, instead collapsing back into the chair, panting heavily as he did, pulling his mouth out of her breasts as he looked up at her, half-dazed.

Her own orgasm had finished by that point, but her pussy tightened around his cock again, seeing his expression like that. She often had difficulty interpreting people's expressions, but seeing his lips half-open, his eyes slightly unfocused, and knowing it was from his near-miss orgasm excited Nora greatly. Her sex gripped and squeezed him, and she started to properly ride him at that point, using his earlier movements as a guide on what sort of pace he wanted.

His response was instant: a groan, a stiffening of his whole body, an even more obscene expression. She continued to massage his shoulders and feet as her riding got more intense, her hands continuing to remain clasped behind her head, as requested, as she rode him. In this sort of situation, it seemed appropriate to offer dirty talk, so she attempted to find an appropriate guide for such online with another body.

She could not quickly find anything particularly fitting, but some recommended that you state your honest feelings of desire for your partner. "I wish that we could do this every day," she said, as she bounced on his cock. "I want you to be my life partner. I want you to come live with me, and not with other women. I enjoy cuddling with you, and would like to do it every night. I love how big and hard you feel inside me, as well as your very high libido, and the way you find my personality 'cute.' I want to feel you come inside me. I would like to start a family with you, where I am your wife and we have children together."

At that point, Roger groaned, his hips once more bucking up into her - but this time, he actually came, and she sighed in pleasure at the sensation of those thick splatters of cum raining down all over her insides. Heavy pants escaped her throat as she shuddered atop him, letting those squirts of cum fill her up, and she sighed as his orgasm finished off, her hands finally leaving the back of her head to lean into him, letting his cock rest inside her as she pressed her body. He just sighed, relaxing into his chair, his nostrils drinking in her scent. She enjoyed the closeness, the feeling of their bodies pressed against one another.

Although she very much enjoyed sex with Roger, and the fact that he was able to sexually keep up with her, no matter how exhausted any other man would have been...

She also enjoyed the tenderness of their bodies pressed against one another quite a lot too. If she had been forced to pick one or the other, it would have been very upsetting; fortunately, she didn't, so instead she just got to enjoy as his arms wrapped around her. A sigh escaped her lips as she snuggled into him.

"You don't have to keep up the massage, Nora," Roger said.

"Ah. Do you want me to stop? It is not difficult to continue the massage if you are concerned about me. If you want to switch which body you are having sex with, then this body can give you a foot massage instead," she suggested. She felt his cock twitch inside her, his interest obviously carnal and immediate, and she felt a nice thrill of her own - Roger liked her, wanted to have sex with her, and was (as always) excited about the possibility of more sex with her.

"Fuck it," Roger breathed out. "Let's just keep going," he said, gripping her hips tight and starting to pump her up and down his cock. She let out a pleased moan as he began to pound her atop his cock, and she let out a noise of surprise at just how intense he was being with her, fingers digging into her hips.

Not that she minded. She definitely did not mind seeing the man she liked very much get so obviously aroused - especially not when he started using his superspeed once more, the stimulation becoming unbearably intense as that body seemed to jitter on his cock, bouncing up and down with impossible speed. The pleasure just felt like a powerful gut-punch of pleasure, all added up on top of itself, and she moaned as she felt herself rapidly drawing close, her own hands clasping onto his stomach tighter, a brainless action not intended to stop him.

It didn't, either. An orgasm hit her in short order, and her eyes rolled back in their sockets, at which point Roger rammed her back down into his lap, grinding her against his pelvis, his cock throbbing inside her all the while. For a long moment, he held her down, his own eyes closed, as she enjoyed the ecstasy of the moment - and then he pulled her up and off his cock, making her let out a small noise of disappointment. She wanted him to come, after all.

"Let's all three go to your bedroom," he said.

"You mean the bedroom with a queen sized bed, correct?" She asked. She had several bunk beds in other rooms, as she had multiple bodies. He nodded, and she quickly guided him to the bedroom, her other two bodies still clothed, while his naked cock bounced around without any shame whatsoever. There was definitely something quite thrilling about seeing a man who was so comfortable in his own body, and also when that man was Roger in particular, and also when it was Roger's cock in particular.

Once they arrived, he laid her out on the bed, the body that he'd been fucking having her legs quickly spread. "Actually, hold your thighs," he said, and she did so, holding her legs in that somewhat awkward position - but the pulse of his cock at that more than made up for it. "You two, also naked," he added.

"I am not quite naked, do you wish for them to keep on their bras?" She asked, as they started to strip.

He rolled his tongue along his lower lip thoughtfully, his length once more twitching in the air. "Naked, but you keep on the bra," he decided, then slid his cock inside her in a single smooth motion. He started to pump back and forth, while her bodies on either side of him attracted his attention, his eyes wandering both of their increasingly naked bodies in a way that made it clear he was deeply, intensely aroused by the sight of her naked. She felt her heart beat just that little bit faster, as his cock twitched and slapped at her stomach, and then he took hold of it and just thrust inside her, using his power to make the stroke simultaneously hard, fast, and intensely pleasant, like having a slow, grinding saw inside her played at ten times the speed.

Her other two bodies were naked by that point, and he reached out for them - a moment later, he pulled them in close, hands sliding down either one towards their groins, slipping his fingers into both of the bodies' slick pussies, starting to tease and toy with the lower lips. For a moment, he did so at what was an ordinary pace - already quite good, since he was a very giving and attentive lover, who clearly loved to make Nora orgasm lots - and then he brought his power into it.

The movements of his fingers were like lightning tracing across her skin, leaving her breathing heavily as his movements played out. Ten times the sensitivity, ten times the pleasure, ten times the precision - everything that she should have experienced in minutes was compressed down to less than a single minute, which meant it took her no time at all to arrive perilously close to orgasm in the body he was fucking.

He halted his pace inside her at that point, his cock half in her, while the two bodies at his sides clasped his shoulder and upper arm for support, legs trembling beneath them both. Hot pants escaped their throats as they looked at him, vision blurry with tears and pleasure alike. His cock twitched as he looked between the three of them at lightning speed, Nora's fingers still clawing at her thighs to keep her sex easily ready for him.

As the bodies he was fingering got close to the edge, he started to rut inside her again, and almost simultaneously, all three exploded in ecstasy. The white hot pleasure was warm and delightful, the simultaneity actually leading her to completely lose her train of thought in a conversation she was having elsewhere, simply standing there with her mouth open as her consciousness (or "soul") was momentarily overwhelmed by the shock of the triple orgasm.

A second or so later, that body got back to the conversation, but the three in the room with Roger continued to quiver in pleasure as orgasms ran through their bodies. He leaned towards one at his side, trembling and leaning against him, kissing its forehead, then the opposite, giving a similar kiss, and then he leaned down over the body he was fucking, locking eyes with hers, handsome features framed by dark hair - and he pressed his lips down against hers, tongue forcefully invading her mouth. She moaned into his mouth, her body continuing to spasm beneath him, while his tongue danced with an impossible speed, the kiss rendered unimaginably tasty as her pussy hungrily gripped, squeezed, and caressed his cock.

His tongue then slowed down, and his hips started to move inside her again, this time at a casual, slow pace. Her hands remained on her thighs, her ankles pressing into his shoulders, while he just fucked away at her, a casual, thorough pace that stole away her thoughts and breath alike as he made out with her. The hands playing with her other bodies' pussies became increasingly distracted, and by extension, incompetent, but she didn't mind. In a way, it was sexier: Roger was so completely enthralled with the kiss that he forgot everything else.

After a minute or so, he used his power again, though it was only his tongue that really sped up - his pace inside her remained similar, albeit more erratic. She had to assume he was trying to pace himself, thrusting away inside her, and the mattress faintly squeaked beneath her. Either way, the saw of his cock in her pussy was quite nice, and he abandoned the idea of playing with her clones to instead just grope her ass cheeks, letting out rapid-fire groans before sucking in air around her lips.

She came again, naturally. She was both enjoying the physical pleasure of the experience, as well as the way that Roger was clearly becoming ever more aroused as he fucked inside her. She decided to try to use her two naked bodies to increase his pleasure, having one push into him from behind, hard nipples scraping against bare skin, while the other leaned in close, whispering in his ear. "You feel very good inside me," she said, and she felt his pace slow, his tongue similarly becoming quiescent in their mouths. "Sex with you is always wonderful. I love the taste of your tongue in my mouth. I hope you find me as attractive as I find you."

Roger broke off the kiss with a hot pant, his expression seeming to be one of intense concentration. "I do," he panted out, struggling to even keep in that position, his body trembling atop her. "You are extremely hot, Nora," he said, and she felt a heat bloom in her cheeks at the pleasant compliment. "God, I could fuck you all day," he said, and her pussy clenched up at those words - something that earned a lewd groan from the man himself. She tried to do it again, with intent this time, and his panting became more labored, his lips once more mashing against hers. She could feel as he used his power again, and she continued to try to grip and squeeze his cock, to get him off that way.

"You are absolutely permitted to fuck me all day, Roger. You have a 'sick' day today," she whispered in his ear. She was not sure he could actually understand her, given that he would be hearing her decelerated by a factor of ten, but she decided that was no reason not to speak up. After all, even if he had to guess at what she had to say, it would doubtless prove erotic in itself.

The body beneath Roger came at that point, his pace hitting her just so, and she could only moan and thrash beneath him as he continued an endless kiss. His pace accelerated, objectively, and his power may have as well, but mostly, that body was simply being crushed with pleasure, the body behind her pressing into him, even the scrape of her nipples along his backside feeling like a teasing touch played at many times speed, her toes curling as he fucked into the her beneath him.

He was clearly trying to hold back and endure against the pleasure, while the body beneath him came. Nora no longer doubted that. However, she did not have any desire for him to hold back. "Come, Roger. Come inside me. Come in me. Come in me. I want to feel you come in me." Her words were repetitive and short, so he could work out what she was saying even slowed down, and it seemed like he did, because she felt his throbbing length pulse wildly inside her, the movements of arousal wild and erratic to her perceptions - and then he just groaned, gushing out inside that body for the second time today, breaking off the kiss to press his forehead into her neck, his breathing ragged, his whole body trembling.

She watched his movements as he recovered, at last pulling out of her with a wet pop. "I can do the work for the next round," the body that had been whispering told him. "You can lie down and allow me to do all the work. Whenever you are tired, I can pick you up and carry you, as despite your greater weight, I am fit and have three bodies."

He snorted. "I thought you were being poetic for a second there," he said, though he was smiling so it didn't seem to bother him.

"Poetic?" She asked, in confusion.

"Don't worry about it. I'd like that. Can you lay me out on the bed? Let's do the thing where one of your bodies fucks itself on my cock, and I finger the other two."

She felt herself let out an animal pant of pure arousal at the thought. Roger truly was the greatest partner she could ever hope for, given his extreme willingness to accommodate her high libido. While some men did enjoy 'gangbangs,' they tended to be focused on their own pleasure, or else do it out of some strange desire to be degraded. Roger, uniquely among all her sex partners, seemed to genuinely enjoy being crowded over by a dozen of her bodies, pressing from every direction, but purely out of sexual desire for her.

So, naturally, she quickly moved him into position. She decided the body he had just been fucking should be the one to ride him, as she knew he did not like to touch his own ejaculate with his fingers. The other two got atop his hands, and he eagerly started to finger her. His eyes darted between her bodies as they began to ride him, but his focus was on the two he was fingering, eyes flicking back and forth between them. He watched her breasts hungrily, particularly any time the body in question moved in such a way as to make them move, so she started to intentionally shift on his hand to provoke the jiggling.

It definitely had the intended effect, with Roger's gaze flicking over to her breasts, his cock twitching in wild spasms inside her that suggested he was simultaneously aroused and using his power. Her inner walls squeezed and gripped his cock as she rode him, trying her best to get him off, intensifying her pace. Her bodies wound up coming in an uneven, random order like that - first the one on his right hand, then the one on his left, and then the body riding his cock, breasts still confined in her sports bra as she moaned atop him.

He groaned at that last one, casting his head back for a moment, his groan coming out odd due to his power - and then he was back to it, starting to pump his hips up into hers, his eyes locking on hers with a ferocious hunger that made her feel warm inside.

After inflicting a good half-dozen orgasms on each of her bodies, he finally came inside her, and she sighed as he filled her up, twitching on his cock as her lips parted, just loving the feeling of being filled.

Of course, Roger had plenty more energy, so they tried different positions, making love all day, Roger seeming completely fine with forgetting everything but sex. (She did have bodies bring him snacks and food, though he had a cute and sexy tendency to get distracted and start fucking them too.)

Eventually, at the end of the day, she laid curled up against him and atop him: one body on either side, one naked, sweat-soaked body sticking to him from above. He just smiled, giving her a loving kiss on the top of her head, before going to sleep, and she snuggled into him and closed her eyes.

She wished every day could be like this.

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Superheroine-Seducing Accountant, Chapter 99: So Noisy
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Xico knew he wasn't "the real" Roger... but he was so nice to just be around it was hard to stay away. He should have been unsummoned, but instead she was constantly being blasted with the warm, fuzzy feeling of being the center of Roger's universe, his thoughts revolving entirely around her: is Xico okay? Isn't she cute? Is she worried about me? She licked her lips, I love her tongues.

They were still Roger's thoughts. The sorts of thing that normal, classic flavor Roger thought about her. Guys didn't think of her that way - even the ones who liked her, liked her because she was a superhero, but Roger barely even thought about that fact.

Roger thought of her as cute, and sexy, and sweet... and his clone pretty much had no thoughts besides "Xico is so cute and sexy and sweet." Not to the point of it coming off as tiresome, either! (At least, not yet.) He just saw her, and his brain would immediately pop up a compliment and suggest hugging her or cuddling with her or having sex or any of dozens of other things she very much would like to do too.

It was hard to concentrate on work, though. He was just so sweet and it made her so happy... she just wanted to float around next to him, and he just wanted to sit next to her and cuddle and-!

As if he could read her thoughts (he couldn't), Hank appeared, and Xico kept her eyes on his face, not his body. She didn't want Roger to feel jealous. Also, she thought Roger was sexier, anyway - no, she was getting lost in a bundle of nerves thinking about Roger!

"Roger, I heard about your condition from Dr. Siskander," Hank said. "Take the day off."

"Is that for... both Rogers?" Xico asked, her tails nervously curling behind her.

Hank nodded. "It is."

"Can I... take him home to... make sure he's okay?" That was pretty much a lie, wasn't it? She would definitely make sure he was okay! But that wasn't why she was suggesting it-! She just wanted to spend more time around Roger! She could feel the heat in her cheeks, and she was just about to take back the lie, when-

"Sure, Xico. You can have the day off. You never take a sick day anyway."

"I'm not..." Xico started, then stopped, nodding. She felt like she was bright red by this point, and talking would just make it worse. Hank was being nice - she could literally read his thoughts, so she knew that. He knew she didn't want to take him home to make sure he was okay. He didn't hold the lie against her, instead just seeing it as a cute kid thing. "Thank you," she said. She turned to Roger. "Um... come on, then..."

"Sure thing, Xico," he said. As he walked next to her, his thoughts quickly turned to her butt, imagining just bending her over some surface and going at it. She felt the heat creep all the way up to her ears. She liked it! She liked how horny he was for her! It was a compliment, it made her feel sexy and desirable and happy, and-! It was like a purified version of Roger's normal pleasant horniness...

Should she igoss with him some more? It was fun, but also really intense, and plus maybe she was getting addicted to having her own personal sweetheart Roger, which wouldn't last forever, and-!

Her head was such a mess! Roger really was too good... oh, would the normal Roger be showing up too? Then there'd be two Rogers, and maybe they could have some more MMF threesomes? Roger didn't want to share her with other guys, which felt weird to her - she liked watching Roger have sex with other girls, after all! - but it was fine. It wasn't like there were any guys really interested in her besides Roger.

Roger casually reached out for her, and for a moment she thought he was going to grab her butt - instead, he grabbed her tail. His fingers were soft and exploratory, gently squeezing and rubbing the muscles, and her toes curled as she floated right alongside him, letting out a little breath as he massaged her like that. She could feel his thoughts turn sexual in response to her breaths, which made her cheeks glow - and made her push to float that little bit faster.

Not too much faster, though, since she wanted him to keep massaging her tail.

* * *

Xico was surprised to find that the original Roger wasn't home yet when they got there. She wasn't upset, just confused. He did have superspeed, after all. He must have decided to go do something else. He did have sex with Nora last night, and then me this morning - maybe he went to watch a movie? (She could tell, from their thoughts, that the parallel-universe Kate and her clone-Roger were in her room, going at it.)

His clone had a key to his apartment, so he let them in. Xico floated into the room, and she had hardly any time at all to think before Roger wrapped her in a hug, his breath tickling her ear as his arms held her. She let out a little breath of her own, just relaxing in his arms. She could feel his hard on, as it wound up rubbing near the base of her spine, in between her tentacles - and she could also feel the cacophony of horny thoughts that were bubbling in Roger's brain at the moment. His lips started to kiss along her neck, his hands going to fondle her breasts, and she felt the smile on her lips and the heat in her cheeks.

Given their positions, she reached with her tails to try to fumble with his pants, then gave up - for one thing, the belt buckle almost pressed against her back, leaving no space for her to grab it - before using her thiasyar, closing her eyes to focus on the tactile sensations as she unhooked the belt buckle, then slid the belt off Roger. He let out a pleasant noise into her neck, a groan of raw sexual desire, and the sensation of arousal that washed over her was intensely exciting. "What... position... do you want... to do it... in?" Xico asked.

"I want to bend you over something and fuck you silly," he breathed in her ear, and she could tell he meant it, the heat in her cheeks growing still further. She swallowed and nodded - and he took hold of her by the hips, just bending her over his kitchen island, pushing up her skirt, then pulling down her panties. She helped him kick off the panties, showing off her slick sex, her clit pulsing with desire, as he got behind her.

The overwhelming need Roger was feeling for her, the raw desire, felt so good on its own, it was almost as good as the tail massage that he'd been giving her on the trip over. It was rapidly eclipsed, though, by Roger pointing his hard cock at her pussy, and just sliding into her. She let out a little groan of pleasure as she felt her inner walls spread for him, her toes curling, her head swimming in pleasure. It was just so nice. Roger gently thumping at her body, his hands on her hips, his hard cock pulsing with life, his mind buzzing with just as much arousal as hers.

She looks so cute like this. I want to see her face. Xico tried her best to twist her head around - and Roger responded by casually grabbing her thigh, twisting her around on his cock. She let out a little moan as he did so, and she gasped as he started to thrust back and forth inside her more rapidly, leaning down over her - not to kiss her, but just to rub his nose up against hers, to stare deeply into her eyes. One of his hands slid along her thigh, towards her stomach, his thumb momentarily brushing her clit - and that was enough, she was sent over the edge into bliss, moaning and jerking on his cock, her pussy going wild around his dick.

He watched her come - She's even cuter when she's coming - and then leaned down to mash his lips forcefully up against hers, his fat, thick tongue rubbing along her palate as her legs and tails both hooked around him, dragging him deeper inside her. Her pussy continued to grip and squeeze on his cock, while her eyes just lidded, her hands coming up to scrape through his hair and her tongues going wild in his mouth. She tasted him, slid her tongues along his gums, every which way, and when her orgasm finished, he broke off the kiss, admiring her panting, flushed face.

He made her feel so good. So happy. So sexy. As her orgasm finished, leaving her panting, he started to move inside her all over again.

* * *

I dragged Kate over to the wall, hand tangled in her hair as I fuck-walked her, the woman herself having no issue with it. She quivered on my dick as her tits bounced, her pussy going wild with excitement. The wall joined her room to mine, so when I pushed her cheek - and ear - up against it, she flushed as she realized that she could hear what was happening on the other side of the wall, if only faintly.

"Hear that?" I asked her, and she nodded, the sounds of pleasure she was willing to release quieting as she listened to my clone fucking Xico. "You know who that is?"

"X-Xico," she whispered, "a-and a guy."

"That's right," I said, not bothering to correct her about the guy being my clone - the excitement of exhibitionist sex would probably be less if she knew for sure it was another me. "You're listening to another woman having sex right now. Does she sound like she's having a good time, Fuckpig?" Kate nodded, swallowing wetly as she was forced to listen to another woman fuck. Mentally, I thought at Xico: Don't let her know you're reading her mind already. Whether Xico picked it up, I didn't know - didn't really care, either. Xico would never complain about me fucking other women, that was just the sort of girl she was, so if she heard Kate, she wouldn't complain. "You know what Xico loves, though? She loves hearing fat titted piggies oink for their master." I grabbed her hair, twisting her head so her forehead was against the wall, her lips mere inches away. "Oink, piggy," I ordered.

Kate's flush ran down from her cheeks all the way to her neck, and there were a few wet plaps of my hips against hers before I smacked her ass. "Oink!" She said immediately, her pussy tightening up on my cock extra hard.

"Louder," I ordered, and I could feel her clench around my dick in response, her arousal intensifying. "Louder, piggy," I commanded, smacking her ass again.

"Oooo~oooink!" She squealed the word out, as she simultaneously came, her pussy going absolutely wild around my cock in response to my thrusts and her own humiliation and exhibition and everything else. I twisted her head back, and back, until she was right next to me, my hips thumping against hers as she bounced on my dick, tits jiggling with each thrust.

"Good piggy," I told her, and then mashed my lips up against hers forcefully, earning a pleasant mewl from the girl herself, my free hand going to just maul her tit. Her pussy continued to spasm around my cock as I thrust away inside her.

* * *

Xico enjoyed the feelings that Kate was sending her way, the happy mix of pleasure and humiliation. It added to her own ability to enjoy the sex with the Roger currently fucking her atop the kitchen island. He grasped her shirt near the base, pulling it up and off with a little cooperation from her, as he continued a steady, forceful pace inside her. His lips kissed at her neck, her collar bone, and his hands undid her bra in a rush, with her quickly helping him get her almost naked (only her skirt was still on, and that was in a tangle around her waist).

"I... also want... to see you... naked," Xico breathed out to Roger, and he responded by leaning up. He hilted inside her, stopping his thrusts for a moment, as he grasped the base of his shirt and just tugged it up and off. She let out a breath as she saw his bare body come into her field of view, relishing the sight of him like that. He smiled at her, pulling back inside her, and started to step out of his shoes and socks. Her tails wagged as she marinated in everybody's shared happiness. She was happy; her Roger was happy; Kate was happy; Kate's Roger was happy. She licked her lips, reaching up for Roger invitingly, and he understood her nonverbal message, leaning down to kiss her on the lips again, his tongue pushing into her mouth, while hers did the same in reply.

He started to fuck her properly again, his hands sliding across her naked body, teasing her breasts, playing with her nipples gently and sweetly, and it didn't take too long before she was headed up to the edge again. She just moaned happily into Roger's mouth, getting more active in her kiss, and then she came all over again, losing herself in the simple joy of the moment that all four of them were enjoying together.

* * *

Kate's head swam as Roger broke off the kiss, then pushed her up against the wall. She was no longer leaned forward against it, cheek pressed against it; now she was plastered against it, tits mashing into her chest as he pinned her there, her knees thumping into it each time he fucked into her. Her face was red with exertion, arousal, and embarrassment, able to hear the noises of sex on the other side of the wall.

It was definitely Xico on the other side of the wall. She didn't know who the guy Xico was fucking was. It was Roger's room, so the logical conclusion was that it would be Roger, but of course, right now, Roger was pressed up against her from behind, his muscular chest mashed into her back as he pinned her to the wall like that. Xico and Roger must have had an open relationship, which meant the guy Xico was fucking could be anyone, which meant if she was loud, then some complete stranger would hear all her lewd, obscene noises she was making.

Her cunt tightened up at that thought, and Roger pressed her even closer into the wall, pinning her there. Her head swam at the pressure, her cunt tightening still further, hot breaths spilling out of her mouth as her brain fried.

Obviously, she had super strength, so she could have overpowered Roger and made him stop, but then he might have not fucked her again - no, that wasn't the real reason. That sort of behavior would break the spell that he had on her. It would make her think about it every time. She wanted to swim and to drown in the hopeless sensation of being at Roger's mercy, which is what she was at the moment. He nibbled on her ear. She tightened even further at the thought of what he was about to do - and he did it. "Oink, as loud as you can, Fuckpig." His words were smooth. Calm. Utterly at odds with the pace of his cock inside her, a rapid rutting that spoke to raw lust - and then suddenly he stopped, remaining half inside her, a punishment for her failure to act.

There was no conscious thought behind her next act. "OINK!" She squealed as loud as she could, and she came, hard, her pussy going wild around his cock, her vision whiting out at the edges. He started to fuck her again, her nipples scraping along the wall, and she just lost herself completely in the pleasure and humiliation of it.

"Good piggy," he panted into her ear as he rammed away, her body sliding and scraping into the wall. "They've heard you now. No need to hold yourself back," he told her, and the warm, humiliating glow in her cheeks intensified at that; she could even feel the heat make its way down her neck, all the way to the top of her breasts. "Keep oinking like the piggy you are," he ordered her.

She dutifully did exactly that.

* * *

I kept up a smooth rhythm with Xico, kissing at her neck, her chin, her cheeks, her ears, enjoying her playful little giggles, her warm smiles, her unmistakable happiness as her tails wagged behind her. "You're so cute. So sexy," I breathed in her ear, able to tell that she really appreciated that sort of earnest compliment, and not able to think of any reason I shouldn't say it as many times as humanly possible during the sex.

"OINK!" Came a loud voice through the wall, making me pause inside of Xico for the moment.

"It's... just Kate... she's happy... don't worry," Xico reassured me. "Just... keep going..."

I decided to to do as she directed, sliding my cock back and forth, kissing towards her lips again, my breath teasing at her lips for just a moment before kissing her. Her hands once more wrapped around my head, eagerly holding me in the kiss, while her tongues slid up into my mouth, tasting me just as much as I was tasting her.

We fucked like that for a little bit - then Kate started oinking again, seemingly trying to get louder each time. It was annoying. I was trying to make sweet love to Xico, and there was some meathead in the next room over interrupting us with her stupid sex noises.

Xico broke off the kiss at that point, and I slowed down inside her to let her talk. "It's... okay... I don't... mind... um... it's making her... happy," she told me, a nervous smile on her lips. I still didn't like it - I wanted to just focus on Xico. "I like... feeling... how happy... she is..."

"OINK! OINK OINK OINK!"

At that point, I decided that the least I could do is get away from the shared wall with Kate's room, carrying Xico over to the living room, my cock remaining inside her, sliding back and forth inside her as I moved. I planted her down on the couch, and her tails teased at my thighs as I started to lay into her again, kissing her on the lips as we started to fuck in that position. Her pussy was tight on my cock, her hands eagerly exploring my body, feeling me up as I fucked her, and there were hot, wet breaths that carried from her mouth up into mine.

I just tried to push the sound of Kate's obnoxious oinking out of my mind - and I felt Xico's inner walls tighten and clench in response to that thought, her tails unhappily tightening on me. I tried to keep my focus on her, anyway, her hot wet breaths filling my mouth as she also tried to focus on making out with me. I managed to put Kate out of my mind by getting more intense with Xico, the wet sound of our thrusts seeming to echo in the room.

Xico soon came again, her pussy going wild around my cock - and I did the same, orgasming right alongside her with a long, low groan into her mouth.

When I was finished coming, I pulled out of her with a wet noise, plopping down on the couch to relax for a moment and recover. Xico eventually leaned up, cuddling into my side happily, one tail snaking around behind me, the other smoothly rubbing along my thigh as she just cuddled and rubbed against me. I wrapped one arm around her, then turned on the television, switching between channels a few times before finding a pleasant sitcom to watch. They were a little odd in this universe, given the reversal of sexual matters, but it was still nice to just be able to spend time in quiet pleasure with Xico.

(I did occasionally catch a bit of Kate's loud oinking, even with the TV on and me well away from the wall, but being cuddled up with Xico was plenty enough to let me enjoy the show.)

After five minutes or so, Xico's phone went off, and she let out a little sigh, floating off to pick it up, coming back with it pressed against her ear. I could tell that the person on the other end of the line was Lope.

"He's right there with you, yeah?" The tinny, small voice was just about audible to me. "Maaaan. How about I take a day off and we have some fun threesomes? A whole free day with Roger sounds awesome." Xico's own tails wagged happily behind her at the thought - but I had no interest in Lope coming over.

Xico's tails stilled at that, glancing up at me with some momentary confusion. "I just want to spend the day with you," I told her.

"Yo, I heard him, what'd he say?" Lope asked, sounding excited and expectant.

"Um... he just... doesn't want you... over..." Xico said, her tails curled in. "Sorry..."

"Oh, no, it's cool. Uh. Could just play video games," Lope suggested after a moment. "If he's not in the mood. Though-"

I took the phone gently from Xico, placing it against my ear. "Lope. I want to be alone with Xico right now," I said - then I just hung up.

"That was... rude..." Xico said quietly.

"She was interrupting our time together, and couldn't take 'no' for an answer," I said. Xico's lips squirmed on her face uncomfortably. "...if you really want her over, then I can call her back." If it was what Xico wanted-

"No... it's... fine... don't... force yourself," Xico said, her voice more like a mumble than anything else. I gently pulled her back into the cuddle, but her body language was much less happy than it had been mere moments before. "It's... fine," she repeated. She gave my shoulder a little kiss. "Don't... worry... I'm happy... being here..."

Her gentle smile was enough for me. I just cuddled her back, enjoying her warmth.

"OINK!"

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Kate whimpered as Roger just teased his cock at her entrance. "Louder, Fuckpig," he ordered her, as his cock slid back and forth along her slit. "Let them know what a filthy little piggy you are." Her clit pulsed at those words, her cheeks continuing to burn.

"OINK!" She tried her best to scream it out, but her voice was a little warbly from all the pleasure she'd been experiencing up to that point. He continued to tease her with his cock, silently demanding she get even louder. She swallowed, drew a deep breath in through her nostrils, and then cried out: "OINK!" Roger slammed inside her, and she came all over again at that point, moaning and thrashing in his grip.

"Can you shut the fuck up?!" Her brain stuttered at those words, since they sounded like they were coming from Roger, except on the other end of the wall, but Roger was currently in her pussy. She tilted her head back to look at him, and yep, that was Roger. Unless it was a shapeshifter? But he knew everything about her that the real Roger knew, and acted like the real Roger, and - she got dragged away from the wall by the hair, twisted around, and walk-fucked right back to the bed.

"Sorry about that," Roger told her, gently patting her cheek. "Don't worry. You were a good girl for your master, so now you're going to get rewarded, okay?"

...she decided it didn't matter if it was the 'real' Roger or not. "Oink oink," she breathed out, and Roger smiled, then started fucking her again, his cock throbbing in her pussy as he rutted inside her, hands pawing at her body as he went at it. He slid one hand down to her clit, and her pleasure spiked still further, her toes curling as she just let the good feelings wash over her.

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