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There was one more roleplay scenario for Salem to be put through. It was… probably the craziest one thus far, and though it always sapped a good chunk of money from the sisters to set up, one intense night of prostitution was usually enough to cover the costs. Today, they’d be roleplaying out a scenario straight out of a comic book! SALEM WOULD BE A SUPERHERO, AND THE SISTERS WOULD BE SUPERVILLAINS~!
Salem thought it ridiculous at first, but she was now a victim of sunk cost fallacy. Was the last time not equally ridiculous in different ways? And this is the last scenario. Her outfit was fucking ridiculous. A flowing cape, knee-length high heel boots, arm gloves, a choker and tiny leotard with a breast and stomach window. Sitting atop her head was a cutesy witch hat. It was in her usual black and red color scheme.
Salem told the girls that’s not really a heroic color palette. The girls explained that Salem is playing a hero who recently turned over a new leaf, named The Good Witch, or just “Goodwitch” for short.
“Isn’t that the name of your professor,” she recalled asking the girls.
Yang shrugged, and Ruby answered, “W-We didn’t have any other ideas.”
And there Salem stood in the middle of a road on the block that the ERP Center resided in. They’d rented out the entire block for the day. She’s given up on asking how they can accomplish such things. The block looked really impressive, though! The streets were painted to look as if they had been cracked and torn apart. Destroyed cars littered the area, barrels were on fire and civilians panicked and ran around. They were just extras Yang had hired from school.
Salem wasn’t yet privy to how their costumes would look. They’d be wrestling themed, she knew that much. Characters in such a setting usually wore tight bodysuits, as did wrestlers, so she saw that it’d work out well. Yang would call herself “The Golden Draco”, and Ruby would be “The Ruby Reaper”, the sisters connected by styling their villainous personas partially after expensive, gaudy materials. Oh, she was certainly looking forward to–”
“QUIET ON SET!” a voice shouted from behind. Salem nearly jumped out of her skin! She was letting her guard down too much!
Furiously, she whipped around to see the source of that vile noise. It was Weiss Schnee, her doughy ass parked in a director’s chair obviously a bit too small for her. Next to her stood Blake Belladonna, behind a video camera.
“... What is this?” Salem questioned.
“We’re filming,” Weiss scoffed, “what does it look like?”
Still, the witch remained confused. Blake sensed that she didn’t get all of her answers and jumped to clarify. “Ruby and Yang told us to. They like to film some of the hotter roleplays they do with clients and turn them into pornos. They sell pretty well.”
That sure explained several things.
“I-I see,” Salem acknowledged, spinning on her heel to face forward. The sisters would be arriving soon, clearly. Looks like it’s go-time…!
Weiss clapped, “AAAAND, ACTION~!”
Goodwitch scowled at her former teammates, feet placing herself in a combative stance. Tch, of course these reckless young girls are out causing havoc again! But she won’t stand for it, not any longer! She’s here to put things right and end this vile, despicable rampage!
Still, though… she must admit, she held onto some sense of fondness for these girls. Even if that may just be her bull-shaming horsedick speaking. The cock throbbed in anticipation as the sisters approached, jiggly assets going CLAP! with each step they took towards the new hero.
The Golden Draco. Goodwitch admired- scowled her way first. That dumb blonde really thought she was scary with those menacing horns and that big, strong tail. All that Goodwitch saw was a set of handlebars and something to wrap around her waist in addition to legs when she’s tearing that ass up. Draco wore a traditional wrestling singlet with a black and gold color scheme. The straps clung tightly to her overwhelmingly plump bosom, and wedged deep into her fat ass to provide a good view of her fatty buttcheeks.
Then, there was The Ruby Reaper. Reaper resembled a luchador more than anything; on her face was a black and red mask resembling a skull. The top of it was cut to let her hair hang out. She wore that same stupid red cloak she always did—Goodwitch kept telling Reaper that it’d get tangled in something and just be an annoyance, but she never listened and threw it away. Black athletic tape covered her chest, small red shorts riding up her ass. Goodwitch had a soft spot for Reaper, if only because of what she’d done to her mother…
“I can see that you two still lack a heart,” Goodwitch greeted, snarling. “How much more needless destruction must you cause before you realize the errors of your ways!?”
Reaper clenched her fists, stomping and yelling at Goodwitch, “That’s rich coming from you! You’re the reason we even grew up to be what we are now in the first place, father…!”
…
Salem paused. Wait, what? Father? This– they didn’t talk about this! And how does it even work with Yang!? Actually, Salem was a blonde before she turned into this, so, yeah. She could see it.
“A-Ahem,” Goodwitch forced herself back on track. “Well, I had a change of heart! And maybe you should keep acting under the assumption that daddy knows best, you little harlots!”
Yang stepped up even closer, growling and shaking a fist. “Like hell we will, you old fuck! We don’t owe this world a goddamn thing, so don’t go telling us we need to be a goodie two-shoes like you all of a sudden. No! We’re gonna get evil… REAAAAL evil, and this city block is just the beginning!”
Goodwitch sighed. So that was how this was going to be. She didn’t like it, but what other choice did she really have? She’ll have to personally beat sense into her own daughters and bring them back to the side of good! If nothing else will turn them, then their deep, familial bond will! And if that won’t, then her DICK will!
“You may be our father,” Draco started.
And Reaper would finish that thought with, “but we’ll crush you like another stupid ‘hero’ in our way!”
“Just an ant to stomp on—”
“—just a pebble to shatter!”
“And once the power of our DASTARDLY DICKBAITING PORNBODIES combine—”
“—YOU’LL REGRET COMING HERE TO LAY YOUR LIFE ON THE LINE!!!”
Draco and Reaper jumped at each other, bumping hips with a loud WHAPH before turning around, backing it up and letting two amazingly round RUMPWAGONS crash together! The resulting ASSCLAP rung so loudly bystanders had to cover their ears! The very ground beneath them shook! These girls were serious! However, so was Goodwitch!
She scowled, lifting her cock in her leotard and having it and her jizzsloshing balls pop out through the large stomach hole. Her dick stood at attention, ready for the worst the villainesses had to offer. Family or not, Goodwitch would show no quarter to these do-gooders. But, they were family, and that was precisely why she had to save them! She’d find a way, even if it involves fucking them stupid!
“Sister,” Reaper nudged Draco, “please, allow me to make a fool of daddy! I’ll show her and that big dumb dick that she doesn’t stand a chance against my techniques! Haha, you remember how much she used to ogle my FAT DOUGHDUMPER, right!? She lusts so hard for her own daughter!”
“Heh! Go ahead, li’l sis! Show her what’s what!” Draco agreed, patting Reaper on the back and nudging her forward.
Goodwitch should feel– no, she does feel guilty for eyeing up Reaper as she stomped in her direction. She lusted so much for her daughters, though she never allowed herself to act on it. Today was different. And it seemed to be the only way! Well, she only had herself to blame. She had mindbroken many a hero with her horsecock; such encounters with Black Raven and Summer Star were what led to the girls before her being born, after all!
Reaper stopped in front of her father. She looked her dead in the eyes, for a moment almost looking like she was stifling tears! She steeled herself, knowing this was no time to cry. Reaper turned, stood on her tippy toes, letting her two globes of pale CLAPMEAT wobble~wobble before Goodwitch’s dong.
“Even if you are m-my father, I’ll use my deadliest signature move against you!” Reaper huffed and bucked backwards, moaning out as Goodwitch’s goonpole got stuck between her backside’s hills of pure blubber. Years of eating sugary strawberry snacks and unhealthy cookies led to her developing a dangerously double-wide ass, and the fact that she could move around with it was a miracle.
Goodwitch frowned, but met the Reaper with an iron gaze. She wouldn’t back down. She showed no signs of embarrassment nor hesitance. Her impatient throbbing against that backside only suggested excitement. It kind of made Reaper get… w-weak in the knees. But she could do this! She could, really!
Reaper bent over, palms placed flat against her knees. A sharp breath in, a long breath out. She was ready. “You’re done for, you GOONBRAINED GOODIE, because nobody can withstand… THE ROSY RUMPSHAKER~💢💖💕”
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Reaper activated her semblance, Petal Burst, to clap her trunkmeat at inhuman speeds. With time, she mastered her semblance more, allowing her to manipulate the speed at which certain body parts move. Focusing her semblance on her hips allowed her to create THE ROSY RUMPSHAKER, a move which, ah… explained itself. She shook that rump on a dick so quickly it had no choice but to bust within seconds, aaaand it scattered rose petals all over the place. It could be messy.
This time, Reaper threw in everything she got, and she knew it was working! All twenty-eight inches of DADDYDICK pulsed against her huge ass, shooting gooey pre-nut all over those clappers just as often. It was much too easy! Goodwitch was a weak quickshot for her most darling daughter, the spitting image of her late, gorgeous mother! The one woman who thawed Goodwitch’s heart the tiniest bit. Reaper knew she must feel so conflicted yet so horny, and the villainess would only fan these flames further!
“D-DOESN’T IT FEEL AMAZING, Y-YOU INCESTUOUS PERVERT!? GETTING TWERKJERKED BY T-THE DAUGHTER WHO LOOKS SOooOooOOO M-MUCH LIKE YOUR ONE TRUE LOVE!?!?! OoouHHhHH💖💕💕💕 N-NHhoHHH, I BET YOU’RE SOOO CONFLICTED💢💢💔💞💗💗 SO HEARTBROKEN THAT IT FEELS SO… NNFHH, G-G-GEEEWWWD~💔💔💔💕💖💖”
… Something was wrong. Reaper realized this as she noticed she heard no cries, squeals or even grunts from Goodwitch. She saw a sight that terrified her when she glanced back over her shoulders, only to see that her father’s face was as stony as her cock! Her hands rested upon her hips with only her cock trembling in reaction to this cock-choking ASS-ASSAULT!
W-What was going on!? No hero could rest these bubbly BLUBBERBUNS, not even the ones with the hardest and fattest dicks! Her pride was shaken, perhaps even broken! Reaper would find that she couldn’t stop. It felt too good. It was as if her ass was suddenly an erogenous zone, and wobbling all that meat upon her femdaddy’s dick was going to bring her to a cream-gushing orgasm. Confusion was clear on her face, alongside boundless pleasure.
Goodwitch turned her nose up and laughed, suddenly striking a palm across both of her daughter’s donkcheeks. “Little harlot, don’t you know who I am? I’m the Goodwitch with GOOD-DICK, the unbeatable stud who can never be defeated by even the baddest of bitches! You’re not the supreme twerkslut your mother was, girl. But there’s something else you were forgetting: my TRUE superpower. Say it, my dear daughter. You’re beginning to remember, aren’t you~?”
Reaper shut her eyes and grit her teeth. S-She… how could she forget? Guh, she got so careless! She thought Goodwitch was just another so-called stud who would fall so easily to her heft of her haunches. Everybody else was a useless quickshot, but not Goodwitch. Goodwitch was the stud. Why? Her cock was so mighty, so virile, so perfect and hunky and bitchbreaking… THAT IT COULD MAKE A SLUT THAT SO MUCH AS LOOKED AT IT SQUIRT LIKE A WATER PARK! HER COCK WAS PERFECT ENOUGH THAT EVEN THINKING ABOUT IT COULD BRING A WOMAN TO ORGASM—THE MERE IDEA OF IT WAS ORGASMIC! SO AS RUBY HUMPED AND BUCKED ALONG THAT THICK EQUINE SHAFT, THINKING ABOUT THE EROTIC THICKNESS OF IT, SHE WAS EXPERIENCING THAT SAME PHENOMENON…!!!
Fuck. She was so blind! There was no way out of this! Perhaps if she had more training, she could’ve actually defeated this dick. The truth is, Reaper was on her way to having a similar effect on cocks with her ass! Merely clapping her cheeks in the direction of a hero would cause their bodysuits to bloat with pre-jizz!
“N-NnnhOOUHH, D-DADDY, PWWEASSHEE~💔💗💖💖” CLAPCLAPCLAP🍑💢 “LET ME… L-LET ME WINN~~ C-CUMMM, YOU STUPID, FAT FEMDICK, C-CUM FOR THIS DAUGHTERDUMPER Y-YOU USED TO PUMP YOUR COCK TO EVERY N-NIGGGHTTT~💔💗💖💞💞💞 I KNEW Y-YOU WOULD JERK THAT FUCKSTICK OFF WHEN I’D S-SLEEP WITH YOU IN BED~💕💕💕 I WANTED YOU S-SO BAD💖 DADDY! WHY DO YOU THINK A GROWN WOMAN CONTINUED TO SLEEP WITH HER FATHER?! MMmnNFOOUhhHHPWEASSSHEEEE—”
Reaper only had herself to blame. She could’ve stopped herself. Tried for a different strategy. But she couldn’t stop humping her blubbermeat across Goodwitch’s dick, like every other skank before her. Painful tears threatened to fall! Damn, it hurts! It hurt so much! She was such a failure of a villain! It felt so good, though! Losing to cock in such a way!
“That’s it,” Goodwitch purred, “good girl. My good girl. You can let it all out. Let that pussy WEEP for daddy. Let your viscid cuntsyrup splatter down your thighs so we can become family again!”
The Ruby Reaper had lost this round. Her hips swung down, bringing her to the base of Goodwitch’s cock. Daddy’s balls smacked against her pussy, which secreted thick, gushing slickness all over it. She hung her head low, shivering and letting out breathy moans while trying to endure the chain of orgasms that overwhelmed her body. Reaper cast one last glance at Goodwitch. Goodwitch swore she could see hearts in the girl’s eyes before she fell to the floor, limp and… still conscious, surprisingly.
“Wehhh… I loooost… big siiiiis, kick her ass for meee… wehhhh…”
Goodwitch rolled her eyes. ‘Still a crybaby.’
Draco stomped over, picking Reaper up and trotting off to lay her atop a nearby car. Draco ran back over, stopping a mere inch in front of Goodwitch, their breasts pancaking into each other.
“Alright, YOU OLD BITCH,” she spat, “I’m getting revenge for my cute little sister, and your dick is going DOWN. I’ve got hella more experience than Reaper, so there’s no way you’re gonna be able to take down these WOBBLEMELONS of mine!”
Goodwitch rolled her eyes, replying, “Talk is cheap, darling. You’ll have to prove it to me! You may wield the second most impressive SLOSHTANKS in all of Remnant, but it remains to be seen if you can properly use them!”
Draco sneered at her father. True, her breasts were not yet at her level, but they would be in time. They weren’t even that far behind, she thought! Upset as she may be, now was not the time to throw a tantrum. It was time to take action.
She’d gone through this routine about a thousand times before. Dip into a slutsquat where she can feel her heels digging into her cheekfat. Wrap an arm around the front of her fat teats, holding them firmly together. Glance at her next victim, wiggle her tits invitingly and shoot a deceptively warm smile.
Goodwitch raised an eyebrow.
“Go on. Fuck ‘em,” beckoned Draco. “You can already guess the strategy I’m using. Just get to cockslamming these udders already so I can knock you down a peg!”
Her father didn’t feel very threatened. Goodwitch believed that whatever foolish strategy she had would no doubt fail. If she wants to embarrass herself, sure. She’d allow it.
Goodwitch hurried it all along. She stepped up, crouched down a little and aimed her flared cocktip at the midpoint of Yang’s cleavage. She reached back to hold her own hips and pounded below. PWAPFFHHH!!! Shockwaves were sent out as she pierced into that titcunt, nuts resting comfortably atop her bust. Goodwitch couldn't hold back her pleasured gasp, something that seemed to stir up some smugness in Draco.
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🔥“Y-YOU CALL THAT A TITFUCK, HAG!? I CAN B-BARELY EVEN F-FEEL IT!”🔥
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🔥“AAHnNHH, HAAnHNnhhhHH~ D-DO… YOUR… W-WOOOORST💔💔”🔥
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It was decided by Goodwitch that she couldn’t blame her daughter for being so proud of such heavy udders! Shit, Goodwitch liked this more than the pussies of most girls she’s bred. Draco’s breasts were fucking smoldering, befitting a girl with her name. It was a messy and sweaty titcunt that daddy drove her dick into, and it was only gonna get more so from here on out!
Had Draco said this wasn’t getting to her, she’d be a big fat liar. She could immediately understand how her sister folded so fast. The goliath of a dick Goodwitch wielded was not to be trifled with. The virile fuckstink of it was inhaled deeply by Draco’s nostrils. Urgh, that stench. If she somehow wasn’t horny before, she sure was now. Given the animalistic nature of this cock, it coming with its own pheromones wouldn’t shock her!
PWAPFH! PWAPFH! PWAPFH! Goodwitch gave it all she had. Good for Draco, more energy to restore and hit her daddy with! It was a risky move nonetheless. Draco couldn’t let herself sit there getting her chest slammed with cock forever. She was beginning to get hungry for this cock. Watching it sheathe in and out of her bosom was far too invigorating! Dammit, in any other circumstance she would’ve let this hottie creampie her breasts before breeding her pussy raw!
“Is something wrong, darling?” Goodwitch taunted, fingertips caressing Draco’s quivering chin. “Sitting pretty and getting fucked stupid by me hardly counts as a strategy, you know. Nor does fondling my balls…”
Draco blinked several times. Wait, what did she just– “A-AHhHHHH!?!?” She was actually doing it! She wasn’t sure when, but her fingers started massaging those swollen testes! She pouted, pulling them back and scowling up at her father. “S-Shut up, you old witch! My s-strategy is… ready! AND NOW, I-IT’LL LEAD YOU TO YOUR DOOM!”
She surprised Goodwitch and even herself with the speed and strength at which she moved next. Lunging forward, the dragoness tackled her heroic rival to the ground and into a sixty-nine position. Her ass hovered above her father’s face, nothing more than a piece of meat to ogle while it jiggled about.
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Meanwhile, Draco went right forward and executed her plan. Blonde hair burned golden and beautiful orbs of purple turned a threatening red as her dickwrangling SHOULDER-BOULDERS crashed down against Goodwitch’s hard pelvis. She couldn’t heave her tits across that meat as quickly as Goodwitch could thrust her cock into them, that was true. The sheer bone-splitting force of her pelvis-shattering paizuri more than made up for it. She felt Goodwitch writhing beneath her, and (probably) wheezing out in pain.
‘HEHEHE, FUCK YEAH, I ALWAYS F-FEEL SO POWERFUL LIKE THIS~ LOOK AT D-DADDY’S DICK TWITCHING PATHETICALLY INSIDE MY BUST! T-TAKE THAT, DADDY, YOU F-FUCKING BITCH! TAKE YOUR DAUGHTER’S UDDERCUNT AND LOSE IT ALL TO HER THICK MILKIES~💖💞💕💗💗💗’
All control was lost! Slow breastrutting turned into swift PAIZURI-PUMPING; Draco swung her entire body backwards before crashing her top half back down with all of that momentum, the lap-bruising impacts growing much more difficult to endure. 🍆THROBTHROBTHROBTHROB💢 It didn’t seem like Goodwitch had forever! From the looks of her jolting, twitching dick, she might actually cum first! And Draco couldn’t feel more proud of herself.
“GYAHAHAHA, Y-YOU REALLY THINK YOU COULD DEFEAT MY DRACONIC DICKBREAKERS W-WITH A PATHETIC COCK LIKE THIS!??!!? MMNNH💢💢💔💔 W-WHAT A SAAAAD DISPLAY, DAAAADDY💢💗💕💕 B-BUT IT’S OKAY, WE’LL H-H-HAVE LOTS OF TIME TO BOND… WHEN YOU BECOME MY S-SPERMGUSHING COCKSLAAAAVE💢❤️🔥❤️🔥💔💞💞”
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Draco has never had this much fun. She may have been self-sabotaging a little bit by doing what she would next: leaning down and wrapping her lips around that cock to “SSHLFPRFFHSHSHLOPSFHSLRFPSHFHSLRLFFSPHHH” with ungodly greed. She couldn’t help herself, but so what? Victory was in her grasp. In her throat. Daddy’s dick was so fucking big that even fat teats like hers could only cover about a quarter of it, leaving the rest of it to be freely lodged down her throat.
Draco fell in love with the scent of her father’s cock. She was snorting it with her nose pressed directly against it if she wasn’t sucking at it. Oh, what didn’t she do to that cock? She went for double-handed knucklefucking. Fondled the balls as if they were breasts. Spat on that cock and licked the drivel back up.
‘I CAN’T… L-LOSE MY WAY, NOT NOWWW~ DADDY’S ABOUT TO CUM! YES, S-SHE WILL! CUM FOR ME, DADDY! CUM, CUM, CUM AND LOSE IT ALL FOR YOUR D-DICKBAITING DAUGHTERRRR~💗❤️🔥💖💖💖💖’
It was coming. She could feel it pumping through that cock, rushing towards the slick cockhead. Yang opened her maw wide, tugged her lips around it and prepared herself. Fuck. Yes~
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SPLURT! SPLURT! SPLURT! SPLURT! SPLURT! SPLURT! SPLURT!
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Finally, Goodwitch came. Draco damn near drowned in cum, trying to swallow all that she was given. It bulged out her stomach. Her eyes watered, her toes curled and she– she—
She didn’t know that as soon as she started pounding Goodwitch’s dick with her tits, she came, and came about 87 more times since then. It was not her father that lost. It was her, before the game had truly even begun. She put up a good effort, yes, but in her hazy sense of lust she hyper-focused on one thing: the cock before her. It didn’t matter how many times her pussy clenched and spurted greasy fuckjuices, she wouldn’t notice because all of her attention went towards daddy’s dick.
Draco realized her error as soon as her hyperfixation was brought to a sudden end. There was no other explanation for why she felt so wet back there, and why she was suddenly much more weary than she ought to be. She didn’t feel any sense of shock or surprise, not even anger or sadness. Just a bitter sense of resignation as she whispered to herself.
“D-Damn… you… f-fatherrrrr~💞”
And Draco fell limp, raggedly attempting to catch her breath. A chuckle came from behind.
“MWAH~💋” Goodwitch kissed her daughter’s pretty pussy, rubbing along her ass comfortingly. “Fret not, my dear. You simply could not ever hope to defeat me. Now… it is time to bring you and your sister onto the right path. The path I should’ve set you on to begin with…!
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Family bonding could often happen in very strange ways. Sometimes you could awaken to find yourself lying atop a broken car with your sister on top of you, chest to chest and pussy to pussy. She may even be getting her hips held by your father while getting dicked down by her, stray drool pouring down into your own lips. And it might be one of the most confusing things you’ve ever experienced, but also one of the most arousing.
For Reaper, this was what was happening to her right now on this cloudy Tuesday afternoon. She woke up pretty fucking perplexed, though it didn’t take a genius to figure out what happened. It all came rushing back to her, the events leading up to her defeat. It seemed that after she’d dozed off a little, big sis Draco had gone through the same thing.
And, yes, of course Goodwitch was piping that blondie bitch. Nobody else but her could thrust with such force that could make a fucking car creak around like a bed. Worst is, because of their positions, Reaper very often had two smoldering nutsacks beating on her cunt. With wide eyes, she watched—watched her sister arch her back and scream out of pure ecstasy.
“R-RIGHT THERE DaaDDyYYYYY❤️🔥❤️🔥💖💖 EEEK, WAIT, N-NOT THE HAIR! I’M SORRY, I-I’M SOOOO SORRY F-FOR BEING SUCH A BAAaaAAAddDDDD GURLLL~💔💔💗❤️🔥💖💖💖” Draco did have a more submissive and somewhat masochistic side to her. It was a side nobody besides Reaper would get the honor of seeing. Her pride simply wouldn’t allow it.
But her pride was already shaken. Or more accurately, stripped away completely. Reaper swallowed nervously, wrapping her arms around Draco’s waist to squeeze her. Big sister’s attention then went to her. A toothy smile manifested on the braindead bimbo’s face, leaning down to deliver several sloppy wet kisses across Reaper’s face. She pulled back, the smile having grown even bigger.
“I-It’s o-okaaaay~” she whispered, “you’ll get y-your turn neeeeext!”
No words were uttered by any of them after that. Was it a harrowing sight? No, not in any sense of the word. Reaper had found that she quite liked the sight of her fuckdumb sister, broken in by the very dick that created her. It was a funny departure from the monstrous slut that turned so many dicks into useless cumspurters, for starters. A bitch as mighty as her, reduced to a howling skank that backed it up for the dick of her own father. Reaper may have had a fetish for instant-loss situations. Her sister being the living definition of one was very… exciting. Oh! And she went through it herself as well, didn’t she!?
She couldn’t really see all that much. It was more about what was felt. The virile spermbags of a true hero beating her pussy black and blue, forcing it to cream without having even inserted the real thing inside. Of course Reaper was climaxing. This was one of the most erotic things to ever fucking happen to her, despite Draco finding increasingly incestuous ways to wake her up!
A cylindrical bulge in Draco’s stomach prodded along Reaper’s. For a girl who took that dick between her clapcushions relatively recently, she found a hard time believing that to be the real thing. Of course it was. She was a witch, she probably gave herself that with some witchcraft. Reaper knew she wouldn’t truly believe it until it was inside her, an event that was swiftly approaching. Draco learned to use her words again, even if only to shout every variation of “FATHER!!!” under the sun.
The sight was awe-inspiring, yet terrifying. There was a vacant look in Draco’s eyes, like she was barely even a person anymore. She was reduced to a womb-brained fuckdoll. A woman who thought with her pussy. Reaper used to tease dick-wielders who thought with naught but their nether-regions, but it would seem that a terminal case of pussybrain was just as bad.
“FUCKMEFUCKMEFUCKME D-D-DADDYYY, F-F-FUCK YANG XIAO LONG WITH THAT FAT HUGE D-D-DOOOONG, HEHEHEHE~ MORE, MOOOORE💔💗💗💗💞💞” Wha– this stupid bitch wasn’t even using her villainous codename anymore! The creed you must swear by while becoming a villain means you have to discard your “real” name completely! Rejecting who you once were to further commit to becoming chaos incarnate! Or something like that. Ruby assumed what really happened is Yang is getting DICKED DOWN too fucking good to even care anymore about playing a role!
Reaper shouted out all about this, reminding Draco, or rather, Yang, of the creed and that she’s effectively turning her back on their villainous ways if that is how she’s going to be. She also did it to explain why this sudden shift came in the first place. Oh well. No response came from her partner in crime. She was no longer The Golden Draco, she was Yang Xiao Long. A fat-assed, cow-tittied girl who wanted to hump her sister and bend over for her father.
“Are you ready?” asked Goodwitch, “Ready for daddy to fill you up? Prepare yourself, darling. We’ll become a real family again… mmmph, yes. And you won’t just be my daughter, but… my new WIFE💗💞💞💞💖💖💖” 🍆SSSPPLOUTSCSCSFFHKKK!!!💦
Gloopy nutbutter poured in. Yang’s stomach expanded and Reaper winced. All of that was going inside of her next. And soon, too. Very soon. Goodwitch wasted no time! She smacked Yang on her fat ass and pulled out, cock prodding at Reaper’s folds, now! The woman leaned forward so Reaper could get a better glance at her. The apologetic and empathetic look in her eyes actually tugged at some heart strings. Reaper huffed and averted her eyes. Truth is, she was furious to have lost a parent again, even if not in the traditional way. And here Goodwitch was, trying to earnestly make up for it!
Reaper– no. Ruby decided she’d let it go. She held Yang tighter and finally met Goodwitch’s gaze again, saying, “F-Fine. You have my permission to knock me up, p-papa. So… knock up your FAT-RUMPED daughter, Ruby RoseEEEEEEEIIIHHHHW-W-WHATTHEFUUCKKKDADDYYYYY💔💔💔💔💖💖”
Goodwitch was touched to be having such an emotional moment with her daughter. However, her cock was still fucking starved for pussy, and she just shoved every inch into Ruby’s mega tight snatch without a care in the world. PLAPCLAPPLAPCLAPPLAPCLAPPLAPCLAPPLAPCLAP💢💞💞—
Both of the former villains were sex-freaks. However, Ruby was the one who had sex in the traditional sense the least. She was more of a buttstuff kind of girl. Heck, and even then, the stuff she did with her butt was dry humping or buttjobs! So no, Ruby was not ready for 28-inches of Goodwitch to bash into the back of her womb like a battering ram, the powerful impacts sending her rumpheavy ripplemeat recoiling about. Even worse that Goodwitch sack still clapped against her, this time beating on her puffy asscunt as Yang kept her cheeks spread.
Damn that girl! She wasn’t really getting much attention from Goodwitch right now, so she did what she could to help out her father. Ruby let her head fall back she howled every other second, begging Goodwitch, “P-PWWEEASSHEE DADDY, C-C-CALM DOWWNNN💔💔💖❤️🔥❤️🔥 OOHhHHH I’M SHOWWWYY, I AMMM, P-PWWEASSHE I’M—” 👏SPANK👏 “—HFNFNGHFHGH!?!?!?!”
“YOU’RE SORRY!? THAT’S RICH, YOU SKANK,” a surprisingly angry Goodwitch barked. “WHO THE FUCK TAUGHT YOU TO THROW ASS LIKE A HORNY HOOKER💢 I EXPECTED THAT FROM YANG, BUT FROM YOU, YOUNG LADY!?!?! YOU HAVE NO SHAME💢 NO MANNERS💢 IF YOU WANT TO ACT LIKE A WHORE, I’M GOING TO TREAT YOU AND THIS WOBBLY BODY LIKE ONE💢💢💢”
Yang frowned. Okay, ouch, that comment kind of hurt! … Only a little! Yang could only crack a smile and laugh, though. They really were a family again if Goodwitch was berating her youngest daughter for being such a dickwanking ditz! But if Ruby wasn’t silenced, she’d reveal that it was her big sister who corrupted her, and it was Yang who’d receive a punishment. And chances are, it wouldn’t be a sexual one like she would like.
Ruby’s lips would soon be met and sucked by her beautiful big sister’s. Yang played at being… well, playful, just having fun with stuffing her tongue down her cute sibling’s throat. Ruby knew what the fuck she was doing and tried to fight it. It failed—Yang’s tongue was too forceful, her lips too seductively sweet and her body too heavy for Ruby to force Yang away. She had no choice but to accept it eventually, curling her tongue submissively around the invading licker.
Now, Yang was free to watch and enjoy the show, much like she assumed Ruby did before her. Oh, her darling sister looked so adorbs getting piped by their father. Mewling into Yang’s mouth, nibbling at her lips hard whenever the dicking down became too much. Ruby got the worse end of the stick, Yang knew that. She wasn’t as ready for a deep cuntscrubbing, and Goodwitch’s dick was still coated in fresh cuntslop and cum. Ruby was one hundred percent pregnant already. That didn’t mean she wasn’t going to get another helping of sperm inside to make sure the job was finished for real, though~
Yang soon became sure that Ruby wasn’t even gonna bother trying to spill the beans. Every inch of her little sister’s body was covered in sloppy, smoochy love. Her neck, her head, her breasts, everywhere that she could feasibly reach. Wasn’t this the life? Engaging in sultry sapphic delights with her cute, sexy sister while their daddy beats their pussies up? Yang wasn’t really sure if she was squirting harder over devouring her sister, or hearing her father’s cock pound against rotund chunks of meat!
Dammit, this redhead made the cutest faces. Delight, terror and a pure mindbroken expression were the most common things. Now that made Yang gush extra hard. Fuck, if she had a cock, she’d be dicking down Ruby right now too to see how much worse she could get. Yes. Yes, this is where they belong. Yang’s now sure of that! She leans down to suck at Ruby’s neck, leaving the nastiest marks she could create.
Ruby hugs around Yang, grabbing the back of her head to keep her buried there. She feels so loved. She listens to Yang’s lewd whispering, arching her back as tingles travel down her spine.
“S-Such a good BITCHSIS and SLUTDAUGHTER you aaare~ Mmh… make her cum, babygirl. Make her make you her bride, just~ like~ me~💞”
Her legs move, too. Instead of Yang, they lock around Goodwitch, tugging her in by the waist. She heard Goodwitch coo, then felt a palm collide with each of her asscheeks. The following shouting made Ruby feel over the moon.
“HNNFHHH, Y-YOU MAY BE A SHAMELESS FUCKING SKANK, BUT YOU ARE MY SLUT FROM HERE ON. M-MY BRIDE! MY DAUGHTER! MY PRECIOUS, JIZZSWALLOWING COCKSLEEVE~💗💗💖💔💔 T-TAKE IT ALL, RUBY, DEAR! T-TAKE IT ALL… TAKE IT AND F-FEEL ALL OF MY THICK… MOLTEN… L-LOOOOOOOVVE~💕💖💓💗💔💔💔”
🍆SSSSPLLLLLLLLRRRRRRRTTTTTTTTTT!!!!!!!!!💦
💗SPLORTSCHFHK💗 💗SPLORTSCHFHK💗 💗SPLORTSCHFHK💗
💗SPLORTSCHFHK💗 💗SPLORTSCHFHK💗 💗SPLORTSCHFHK💗
💗SPLORTSCHFHK💗 💗SPLORTSCHFHK💗 💗SPLORTSCHFHK💗
🍆SSSSPLLLLLLLLRRRRRRRTTTTTTTTTT!!!!!!!!!💦
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“I-If I knew it’d end up with me being unable to walk for a whole week… jeez! I would’ve just joined you without putting up a fight!”
“Yeah right, Rubes! You just need to stop being such a lightweight!”
“Yang, you can’t walk right now either!”
“Oh, right.”
A day later, Goodwitch—or right now, Salem—had brought her daughters back home. The girls had demanded that, instead of sleeping in their own bedrooms, they sleep with daddy in her bed. These two were her wives now, right? It only made sense. She kind of regretted what she said, because this bed wasn’t big enough for all three of them. Ah, well. Something to remedy in the future.
Until they recovered, Salem was sitting around the house caring for them. It was nothing they couldn’t pull through, but being temporarily crippled because of some good dick was difficult. Their mothers knew from experience, ohohoho!
Salem laughed from where she sat at the bedside, recalling the memories of nursing both Raven and Summer back to health. Now, what was it she wanted to do? Oh, yes! She had a question for these two.
“So girls,” she started with a smile, “how does it feel? To… you know. Toss your villainous pasts behind you? It certainly couldn’t have been easy. But now… we are a family again. Together. And now we can walk the path of heroism together, a family that will stand up for what is right and—”
“BWAHAHAHAHAHA~!”
“PFFFT— HEHEHEHEHE…!”
…
“Why are you two laughing?” Salem asked, pouting.
Yang wiped some tears from Ruby’s eyes, snickering some more before turning to her father. “It’s just– ooooh wow, you really think we turned ‘cus we wanna be heroes and junk? ‘Cus we care about being good? Hell no, we just wanna keep getting fucked by that donkey-dick of yours, daddy!”
Salem deflated, her expression flattening. That… was definitely not the reaction they were expecting. They truly didn’t care about the side of good whatsoever. All they wanted was dick. If Salem turned back to evil, it didn’t matter so long as she’d still come home to mating press them into the bed ‘til it shattered into a million pieces. This was not the plan whatsoever. They were supposed to want to be good. To do what was right. To remember to stand up for the little people and help those in need! This didn’t work at all. It was frustrating enough to upset her!
Or maybe not. Salem stopped and reconsidered. Sure, Ruby and Yang weren’t full-on heroes now but they were no longer villains, and maybe that was enough. They were a family again. That’s more than enough. While it may be a shame they hadn’t learned their lesson, they did change their ways. So what if it wasn’t for the right reason? At the very least, they had stopped. And it could be that was what mattered the most.
Again, this is all what Salem’s character may think. It didn’t quite reflect her actual views. Although, perhaps it did? She could… understand these thoughts. She’s gotten so addicted to banging Ruby and Yang by now that, if she’s being completely honest, she would switch up just to keep fucking them! Enjoying such raucous sex in such absurd scenarios is proving to be much too fun! Especially for an old lady who was cooped up inside doing nothing but scheming all day!
However, was this what she actually wanted? She found herself being unable to formulate an answer, whereas before it was no question. She’d come in, get some pussy, kill everybody and promptly get the hell out. Sex was something she enjoyed greatly, yes, but it was never her complete focus! She had a different endgame. This was merely a way to pass the time by. But… perhaps it didn’t have to be that way? Maybe there was a different way.
Oh, decisions. They’re always so hard. But deep down, Salem already knows her choice.
Everybody is fucking around in the same bed from earlier. Salem’s lounging back, drinking expensive wine. Ruby and Yang are slurping on her sack and cock, cleaning off the sticky semen they'd forced out of it not long ago.
Salem’s treatment was all done and she'd hang around with the girls having crazy sex ‘til she made her decision. Ruby and Yang’s final scenes with a villain often ended in an expensive hotel room and, since it was usually booked for a whole week, they'd all stick around to fuck some more. It may have influenced a decision or two in the end.
After another long sip of alcohol, Ruby tore herself from Salem’s cock long enough to ask a question.
“What your characters told mine during our final scene… were you girls trying to say something to me?”
However, the voice that spoke up would instead belong to Salem. Ruby and Yang shared a look, then a nod, and the younger sister would answer.
“M-Maybe? Okay, we were! We had a feeling the roleplaying elements weren't actually doing much for you. Not like the sex was.”
“So,” continued Yang, “we basically tried to tell you that quitting the baddie business for pussy is just as valid. I mean, you gotta admit. We're some good fuckdolls!”
A chuckle came from Salem. She nodded, having to agree with that statement fully. “You are, you are. As impressive as Cinder and Emerald. Speaking of, what did it take for them?”
Ruby perked up with a smile. “When we acted out a scene that we were Cinder’s loving and supportive sisters, she started crying and hugging us and vowed to change her ways before we could even have sex! … We banged for a whole week after that. She still calls me her little sis.”
Salem nodded. Yang went next, explaining, “And Emerald? She was in it for the sex first. We ended off acting out a scene between two detectives and a phantom thief and, well… heh, let's just say I'm a very cunning linguist~ … I ate her pussy so good she saw the light. And I talked her into realizing this life couldn't bring long-term happiness.”
It all came down to “because sex!” in the end.
“It's quite smart,” Salem whispered. “Bringing a villain in by offering free sex and, before they know it, they'll find themselves wanting to abandon their treacherous ways. Whatever the reason may be, the villains would find themselves here in the first place because they could get to tap these hot pieces of ass. Cinder wouldn't have become such a bleeding heart huntress in training if she wasn't tempted by sex. Emerald wouldn't be volunteering at soup kitchens in a world where Ruby didn't twerk at her during a battle before offering a deal…”
How did this happen? How did Salem find herself not caring enough to loathe the world anymore? Sex, that's how. Because sex. Sex with the two sexiest girls mankind has ever produced.
Red eyes watched the cum-coated sisters snort Salem’s balls and suck her shaft, meaty bodies enticingly wobbling about. Salem never thought she'd admit defeat, nor actually happy about it. She raised her glass in a toast, murmuring “To sex,” under her breath. The one thing that became her undoing, and her redemption.
From another point of view though had she really lost? She gained the hottest ladies in the world as her personal whores. Maybe that's the real checkmate in this game they're playing?