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Stay tuned for plot in the near future, because I admittedly know that there isn't too much in this one. Mostly just playing with situation ideas, not unlike others stories I've done in this universe, actually. Call it a warm-up after being in a slump for a bit. Anyway, you've been warned. Metamorphoskin: Harem of One Dhoran examined his schedule for the evening. A brief dinner date with a business partner followed by a Harem class appointment through "Succubus," his off-the-radar sex business. Succubus took full advantage of his Metamorphoskin technology to offer high paying clients unique sexual experiences. While the most lucrative and extreme sexual endeavors were reserved for trusted partners with whom Dhoran had determined it would be safe to share some insider knowledge of his Metamorphoskins, anyone with a deep enough pocketbook and an invitation could gain access to his Succubus's services. Of the services offered by Succubus, one of the more expensive ones was the "Harem treatment," and understandably so. This service offers an evening of fun with up to five lovely companions. Each member of your harem is a prime specimen of sultry sexiness in their own way, and they are there to please you in whatever way you wish. Most clients were male and that suited Dhoran fine. He had long since overcome any aversion to sexual contact with other men, and he had come to prefer wearing the female mantle in the bedroom anyway, even if his manhood still came out to play from time to time. A non-negligible section of his clientele were female, and he had been forced to create a selection of male skins to accommodate their desires. He found wearing a man, even in a sexually charged environment, boring and uninspiring though. Tonight however, Dhoran would be catering to a couple it seemed. A hot pair who were interested in trying some new things in the sheets and did not shy away from throwing money around to get it. Reading further into their dossier, the appointment appeared to be a birthday present for the man, and the couple was expecting a five woman harem. Dhoran smiled. It had been a while since he had last entertained two customers at the same time, but he could have twice the fun for his troubles. Dhoran set aside his tablet and glanced down. In his mind's eye, he saw the image of himself from between his own knees. His ten inch hard shaft obscuring some of the view, but only momentarily, as he felt his own hot flesh on Funo's soft lips as he made her deepthroat him. It was hot and moist inside her mouth thanks to the combination of the Metamorphoskin that comprised her outsides and the internal body simulation machinery that filled her luscious form. He could feel her heartbeat through her throat; shaky breath passed through her nostrils over his sensitive member. He reached with her hand to pass between her own plump thighs and had Funo tease herself while she sucked him off. Being able to turn off her gag reflex and suspend her own need to breath, Funo easily took his full length, and he enjoyed the extra tightness of passing deep down her throat. She retreated at his mental command and posed just in front of his phallus, hands cupped under her bust to lift her hefty breasts in front of her, waiting to receive his blessings. Dhoran took a breath and focused on his own body. His sexual experimentation over the last few years had not only enhanced his own size and performance but it had granted him a hyper-awareness of the bodies he commanded, including his own, and that quickly evolved into a nearly mind-over-muscle level of control over his faculties. Within a second of stimulating the right muscles and nerves, he felt his pelvis tighten and his testes contract. On command, he came, splattering his thick, soupy semen over Funo's face and breasts. He pushed steadily, till he judged that he emptied about half his tank over Funo's eager front side, then stymied the flow as easily as he had initiated it. The sperm stopped and the euphoric pressure in his cock faded shortly with it, going flaccid after just a few seconds. The warm stickiness that pungently coated Funo's front fed back strongly through his mental link to the puppet body. The taste of it in Funo's mouth reminded him to take his flavor changing pill before the appointment. With a mental flick, Dhoran set Funo back to full auto, his detailed AI kicking back into full swing. Funo rose to her feet and was met by another full auto doll, Mare, who offered her android sister a towel before leading her to the showers to clean up. A third puppet, Derina, approached now that Dhoran had finished relieving himself. She was dressed up in a secretarial look to match her current role. "Who would you like to use for this evening's Harem appointment, Master?" she asked patiently. "The appointment makes no specific requests, so you are free to choose any of the regularly available girls." "I haven't worn Zhera in a while, so I'd like to go with her. As for the rest... surprise me." Dhoran would check the choices before actually starting the appointment but he had been pleased with how Derina's judgment and decision making AI had been evolving recently so this seemed a good chance to let it work some more. Derina bowed slightly and moved to help him dress. As he stepped into Luluka's familiar legs, he thought ahead. His balls were enhanced to keep up with his inhuman sexual activity, but to the point where he may face some health repercussions if he failed to empty his supply after a certain amount of time. At best, he would have to deal with a rather voluminous spontaneous ejaculation. At worst, it could cause a hernia or hemorrhaging. From empty, he could go about 12 hours maximum before releasing. His jizz fueled his puppets' futanari mode, and with one of the evening's clients female, he would likely be able to make use of that. Near the end of his dinner tonight, he would meet with Derina somewhere discreet and halve his tank in her holding womb. She could then pass his cum between the other three dolls with her futanari mode while Dhoran returned to finish off his dinner date. The harem would then be prepped to perform for the evening. Luluka smiled as Derina helped her into her midnight blue cocktail dress, it's thin material barely containing her motherly bosom. The dress had a slit down one leg that led more than halfway up her thigh. Dhoran would have to move carefully not to accidentally flash anyone, but that was nothing new to him anymore. Checking himself over using a link to Derina's vision, he nodded both their heads in satisfied unison. He swayed out of his lab with secretary Derina on his heels. He hoped the dinner date would pass quickly, because he felt Luluka's cunt twitching at the thought of what came after. ---- A few excruciating hours of pleasantries and business talk later, Dhoran felt a twinging in his groin that he knew signaled he had a full tank. At the next good lull in conversation, Luluka excused herself to the ladies' room, her loyal secretary attendant ever in tow. Par for the course at the fancy hotel-restaurant, the polished marble bathroom featured individual rooms for stalls, though the slatted doors did not make them truly private. After a quick glance around to make sure no one was looking, both lovely ladies stole away into one stall together. No sooner was the door locked, did Luluka haul aside her dress from the top of the slit down the side and reach into her cunt around her black silk thong. Meanwhile, Derina unzipped her short pencil skirt and it softly hit the floor with a rustle. She tore into her panty hose, opening a hole over her crotch just in time for Dhoran's massive member to emerge juicily from between the lips of Luluka's vagina. Derina placidly turned to face away and presented her behind, bracing her hands against the cool marble wall. Luluka took Derina's hip in one hand and her throbbing cock in the other, and guided the secret man meat to her secretary's wet pussy. The feeling of simultaneous penetration and being penetrated never ceased to amaze Dhoran, even after all this time and Luluka enthusiastically rammed her long rod into her attendant. Derina's warm and sticky insides curled lovingly around her master's cock. The sounds of Luluka's thighs slapping against Derina's ass echoed dully through the vacant restroom. Suddenly, Luluka stopped, her shaft buried mid-thrust in her attendant. A muffled clatter - the sound of the restroom doors opening to admit another guest. She had taken long enough already. Dhoran repressed the two women's moans as Luluka slowly eased her hips forward till she was fully ensheathed in Derina's abdomen, hoping to minimize the squelching sounds created by movement within Derina's wet cunt. Dhoran sent the mental signal that opened Derina's semen tank and pushed himself into orgasm. Luluka let out a long soft breath as her cock began emptying its load into Derina, ejaculatory pleasure sweeping through her body in waves. The two bodies commanded by one mind held their conjoined position, the flow from Dhoran's manhood never ceasing or slowing its endeavor to fill Derina's artificial womb. Luluka chuckled at the clattering sounds of their anonymous guest leaving and the restroom's return to its native quite hum. "Just in time for me to finish up as well," she hummed to herself. Derina's internal sensors and Dhoran's own sense of volume agreed that Derina was full and he cut off his extended orgasm with a pleased sigh. Extracting her phallic incongruity from her secretary's genitals, Luluka shifted to stand in front of the toilet and relieved her bladder while Derina redressed herself. The sexy CEO pushed her male part back into hiding behind her woman parts. Once both gorgeous women were as presentable as they were when they entered, the two departed the restroom. While Luluka returned to her company in the dining hall, Derina had other preparations to make back at home. ---- Having finished giving a short speech and answering some questions, Luluka's role at the business dinner finished, she was left to smile and look pretty until things had wound down enough for her to make an escape. In the mean time, Dhoran focused his attention through his mental link. It's upgraded power let him tap into control of Derina who had just finished all but the last of her own tasks back at the lab in Luluka's mansion on the other side of the city. Looking through the brunette puppet's eyes, Dhoran watched as three other satellite bodies came online out of sleep mode and connected to his puppet network. Already populating the skins of the evening's other three lovely ladies, Meli, Nona and Kaline's eyes fluttered open lazily. Derina smiled as the three came to stand in attention before her. Dhoran approved of Derina's choices of skins for the evening. Meli wore a fair skinned blonde with a short bob cut that gave her a tomboyish flair. In keeping with that theme, her frame gave extra attention to her muscle tone without making her look bulky. She would look good in a string bikini style top to make her breasts pop without impairing the view of her toned abs. A pair of denim short shorts would emphasize her bubble butt and make her strong legs seem even longer. Meli received the unspoken orders and padded across the cold laboratory floor out into Luluka's expansive connected wardrobe. Nona inhabited a dark skinned Indian woman nearly half a foot shorter than Meli. She was petite but curvy, having especially wide hips that flared out from her waist. As Dhoran examined her, she hefted her breasts confirming that they were the largest of the four women in attendance. For Nona, a jade colored blue half saree would wrap around and accentuate her curves nicely. Her dark, nearly black hair would need to be brushed back and contained into a tight braid before her presentation was complete. Nona soon followed her sister into Luluka's labyrinth of a wardrobe. Kaline struck a pose, showing off her long, slender body. Her pale, almost white skin nearly glowed in the mediocre lighting of the lab still partially in sleep mode. Fiery red hair with a classic frizz that dared anyone to try and tame it sputtered like a halo around her head. A light spray of freckles dotted her from across her nose to between her perky boobs; enough that you could not miss they were there, but not too many that they were distracting. A forest green, form-fitting corset dress would highlight her hair while playing around her hourglass figure. Kaline joined her sisters in among the clothing wilderness. They would spend most of their time this evening in the nude, but selecting good outfits went a long way to making strong first impressions. Off to the side, two more skins hung from their hangers awaiting their insides. Dhoran would be wearing the Brazilian beauty himself. He could picture her lively form in his mind: her long dark hair cascaded into a frame around her supple figure; the eye was helplessly drawn from her exotic face down to her exquisite breasts, then down to the curve of her waist until it splayed out at her hips around to the other side across her pelvis and back up in reverse, completing the circle. She was 'blessed' with the milf-like proportions that evoked the epitome of a mature woman that Dhoran also loved Luluka's body for. Derina would fill out the final skin herself. Dhoran set about undressing Derina from her secretarial attire. The thin pencil skirt fell to around her ankles, and she gracefully stepped out of its scope. Meli's hands reached around from behind to begin unbuttoning Derina's blouse. She had returned from the wardrobe with her outfits, though it remained yet unworn. Derina felt Meli's bare chest push into her back as the temporary blonde's hands traveled south down the secretary's front. Derina's own D's were soon freed from the confines of her bra and as Derina herself worked on removing her garters and stockings, Meli's hands enjoyed playing with the weights on her sister's chest. Naked like the rest of her not quite human companions, Meli helped Derina open the seam in the secretary's back. The opening started at the nape of her neck, just below the base of her mousey brown hair, and continued down to her tailbone. Derina's hands reached into the sides of the opening and pulled it wider, the skin stretching unnaturally till the opening was wide enough. Derina's features deformed suddenly, and within seconds, her true head emerged from the seam in her neck. The satellite core slowly extracted it's robotic limbs from Derina's skin. Dhoran looked through Meli and the recently returned Nona's eyes as the satellite body freed itself from its fleshy home. Satellite 1 was the first puppet body he created and though it's technical specifications matched the others, the way he had cobbled together its various updates and developments made it inherently more sensitive to damage. Fortunately, he saw no signs of anything amiss within the clear polymer casings home to some of the most advanced robotics in the world. Dhoran sometimes felt guilt that he kept this technology from the rest of the world for his own selfish satisfaction. He usually quashed such thoughts though, between knowing that his Metamorphosuit bio technology was already saving thousands of lives and not wanting to deal with establishing the safety protocols that would be necessary to unleash such technology on the world. For now, he was more than satisfied with enjoying the most mind blowing sex one single person could experience. He felt a self-satisfied stirring in Luluka's loins at the sight of the viscous white fluid that filled the transparent tank occupying a good volume of Satellite 1's abdomen. Satellite 1 plucked the final skin from its hanger and began slipping it on with some help from Meli and Nona. It's polymer sheathed machinations quickly hid within the dark chocolate skin. Her complexion matched the dark cornrows tipped with decorative beads that clattered softly with every move of her head. The beads chattered like rain as Satellite 1 finished pulling Amara over its head. Fitting adjustments went quickly and soon Amara's back was sealed up. She looked over at her three sisters with a smile. Amara reached between her legs with her long fingers and pushed into her moistening pussy. The other three girls watched in eager anticipation as their sister probed around inside her womb until her lower lips bulged and her retreating fingers guided out into the open air what appeared to be a long, thick python. A milky droplet coalesced from the tip of the reptile's lips, threatening to drip to the floor. "Now then, you three still need to receive the blessings of our goddess," she intoned gently. The four women giggled excitedly amongst themselves as they glided over to a specially designated fornication room. ---- Luluka padded softly into her lab on stockinged feet after waving away her ride home from the dinner party. The party let out later than she had expected and put her behind schedule. In agreement with the pleasurable feedback Dhoran had been receiving non-stop for the last hour and a half, Luluka heard the sounds of love making as Amara began disbursing the last of her spare cum into Meli's own holding tank. Luluka shrugged out of her party dress and her other undergarments quickly joined it on the floor. Normally, Dhoran might shed Luluka before donning Zhera, but he was in a rush now, thanks to dinner. With another mental switch, Dhoran unleashed his cock, using Luluka's fingers to help draw it through her pussy and out into the open. Luluka picked up Zhera and quickly slipped the Brazilian model's legs over her own, making sure to stow Dhoran's penis in the specially made pocket behind Zhera's cunt that would allow her access to it later. With practiced precision, Luluka hauled Zhera's chest up over her own breasts. Luluka thrust her arms into their tanner counterparts and, gaining full control of her fingers, pulled the skin taut over her shoulders, leaving only Zhera's floppy head and her dark brown mane dangling half off of her formidable rack. Luluka unceremoniously stuffed her head into the opening behind Zhera's neck, and pulled at her neck till everything properly lined up. Fully dressed Nona and Kaline came over from the dressing rooms to help tuck the rogue strands of Luluka's long orchid colored hair into Zhera's back so that the fake Brazilian could close the seam. Zhera trotted over to the dressing room to check the full body mirror, where she was met by a pythonless Amara and Meli who had finished exchanging fluids and were ready to make themselves presentable as well. The three girls dressed in rushed silence, while Nona called their private limousine. Sharing a similar body type as Luluka, Zhera was also well suited to elegant party dresses. Dhoran picked a silver one piece that split just below her navel to reach precariously up her front and tie behind her neck, leaving her back completely open down to just above the tail bone. The nature of the dress back, or lack thereof, left Dhoran with the idle thought that he could, in theory, exit Zhera without taking the dress off. He was also thankful that he had long since perfected the sealing mechanism that made the seam in the back of each of the skins undetectable. Meli helped Amara dress in her own more ethnic ensemble. Patterned cloth wrapped tightly around her breasts and fed up around to tie behind her neck. Her midriff remained exposed and a below-the-knee skirt wrap hung low off her hips, decorated with pictographs of an equally dark skinned female draped in snake motifs. Nona was out the door and meeting with their driver by the time all bodies were clothed and ready to leave. The aged chauffeur smiled placidly as the four beauties hurried down the steps from their front door. Dhoran noticed the older gentleman's pants grow a bit tighter as four sets of model caliber racks jiggled their way to his car, but there was no time to tease him like he normally might. The man hiding within the bodies of the five ladies piled into the specially made limo and took off for the meeting place. Travel time in the back was mostly spent double checking each girl's outfit and make-up and making fake small talk to preserve the illusion of a group. After appropriating Luluka's life, Dhoran used his new wealth to buy out Luluka's favorite privately owned adult store where he had laid his original trap. While it maintained its business as a front, it's reserved sections were converted into his Succubus's nest of operations. The limo dropped off Dhoran's puppets at the shop where they made their way to the back rooms to make the final preparations. Zhera herself instructed the chauffeur to where she was picking up her clients for the evening. ---- Juran stifled a gasp when the limousine door opened to reveal Zhera in her tanned busty glory. The young son of one of Luluka's business partners and a successful entrepreneur in his own right, Juran stood out in the failing light of the late evening. Though Juran was the beneficiary, the attractive twenty something that hung from his arm was Dhoran's true client. Lume's eyes narrowed suspiciously at Zhera's sumptuous form. Zhera crossed her legs in an exaggerated motion, smiling invitingly. "Picking up two love birds for a date in paradise," she offered coyly. That was the code phrase to tell Lume that Zhera was with Succubus. The light brown haired woman's gray eyes blinked and then nodded in understanding, ushering her man into the limo. As the door closed behind them and the limousine took off back to the shop, blinder windows rolled up in the back, completely sealing any visibility of the outside. "This is more for our safety than anything else. Officially speaking Succubus does not exist, so we need to take some precautions in protecting ourselves. I trust you understand," Zhera assuaged the concerned couple. The faux Brazilian placed a hand atop her breast. "You may call me 'Zhera.' I will be your host for this evening." Lume shifted in her own pastel green cocktail dress, possibly wondering if it had been a poor decision to introduce her man to a quintet of models that might all be more attractive than she was. Juran on the other hand conquered his nerves quickly and, if the tenting in his white suit trousers was any indication, was growing excited. "A pleasure," Juran responded, brushing a wayward lock of his dark brown hair out of his blue eyes. "Being escorted by a beautiful woman like yourself but needing to blind us for secrecy certainly has me very curious about what the evening has in store. My lil Lume's been so lip- locked about this last birthday gift that I was starting to worry I was going to be played!" Zhera played along though for now, dodging Juran's increasingly eager questions until they arrived at their destination. The wizened chauffeur opened the door to let them out into a dimly lit indoor garage. The only illumination led them to connecting hallway. At the end, Zhera shepherded the couple through a few additional doors and around a few turns and finally into their designated room. The gigantic four poster bed, low lighting and perhaps most of all, the four provocatively clad women standing in attention inside the room made it abundantly clear what Juran and Lume's appointment was about. "Welcome, Master." Juran broke into a goofy grin as Kaline swayed up to him, taking an arm. Amara came up beside Lume and took her aside to one of the oversized plush couches as Zhera took Juran's other arm and she and Kaline led him to the bed where Nona and Meli lounged seductively. Kaline stripped Juran out of his suit jacket as they strode and he happily kicked off his shoes before hopping onto the cream colored satin sheets. The girls cozied up to Juran, Dhoran making an effort to put as much breast and butt in contact with the increasingly smug man as he could. Meanwhile, Amara drew Lume into a deep kiss catching the only true woman in the room by surprise. When Amara and Lume's lips finally parted, the black woman whispered in her partner's ear. "As requested, your dear is our centerpiece for the night, but you are our client as well. We'll be sure to take care of you as well," she murmured. Amara guided the woman into a seat on the couch and, settling in beside her, preempted confused protests with another kiss. Her hands held the woman gently as they tasted one another but before long, Amara's hands began wandering towards erogenous zones. On the bed, Dhoran propped Nona up against the bed's headboard and led Juran to lean into her lap, resting his head against her ample chest. Zhera occupied his lips while Meli suckled on his index finger suggestively. Kaline lay herself in Juran's lap, reaching up to caress the side of his head and neck. Literally draped in women, Dhoran felt Juran's erection poking into Kaline's back till it got too hard to lay upon. Kaline rolled over and Meli joined her in extracting the man's equipment from his pants. "My my. Master is so well endowed." He was about average. Meli and Kaline leaned in together to begin servicing his cock. It twitched eagerly under the attention. Zhera left Juran's lips to let him breath and laid her body against him, leading his hand under the thin fabric of her dress to molest her pert boobs. Sensing him approach climax on Meli's tongue, Dhoran directed Juran's hands from Zhera's chest to under the hem of her dress, brushing them against the front of her moistened lace thong. The addition of Nona's hands reaching around from behind him to grope at his chest combined with Meli's blow job giving way to Kaline's tit job and the low moan that escaped Zhera into his ear pushed Juran to his first orgasm. "Maah!" Kaline let out a short yelp as Dhoran pulled her lips off just in time for Juran's load to burst out and splatter over the redhead's face and chest. Kaline sat up and made a show of collecting some of the cum off her face and dripping it in her mouth. Meli leaned in to lick some of the jizz off her companion's breast. The calculated display successfully kept Juran hard. Kaline shed the rest of the top half of her dress with a wiggle of her shoulders and let it cinch up around her waist. Zhera reached down to return the fondling she received from him, gently stroking his member and collecting a little semen of her own to dribble on her tongue. "So much! Has your lady friend been holding back lately? Perhaps you know why now, no?" Zhera giggled after swallowing. Zhera pulled away to help Kaline ease Juran out of his trousers and boxers as Nona slowly undid his tie and button down shirt. Meli straddled Juran's hips and unzipped the fly of her short shorts. Bracing herself on his pelvis, she lowered herself onto his member slowly, its length disappearing into the denim sheathed maw. "Ha.. Master, you're filling me up!" the blonde moaned. Dhoran made her squeeze her boobs between her upper arms as she braced herself atop him. Juran's hands moved to Meli's thighs to help support her. Meli let out another loud cry as she started to move, covering the moan that escaped Lume across the room. Meli, Kaline and Nona would occupy Juran sufficiently for a while. With the pleasure of Meli's vagina getting pounded a constant presence in Dhoran's head, Zhera left the bed to wander over towards the lesbian action on the couch. Teasing her weak spots, Amara had reduced Lume to putty in her lap. Zhera passed behind the couch and untied the neck of her dress, letting her dress slide off her svelte form to the ground. She groped herself for a few seconds. Outside of either client's line of sight, Zhera reached into her cunt and pulled out Dhoran's cock. A specially made extra large shiny black latex condom hidden in her dress came out to play. She slipped it on over all 10 inches and tucked the base in-between her labial folds, completing the illusion of a dildo emerging from her cunt. Zhera spread the excess vaginal juices that the extraction had produced over the length of her 'toy' before rounding back to face Lume. "I haven't forgotten about you, dear," Zhera purred softly, stroking the 'dildo.' "I've got it all warmed up for you, but let's warm up your mouth first, darling." Zhera thrust out her hips putting the black member in Lume's range. Amara gave the girl an encouraging twist of the nipples and Zhera shoved herself in when Lume gasped. It did not take much convincing for Lume's mouth to match the gentle rhythmic rocking of Zhera's hips. Having just came, Juran was lasting long enough for Meli to approach her own climax as Dhoran felt a familiar pressure build in his own cock. Dhoran found he did not need to delay Meli's orgasm to match Juran's and a pair of voices sung out in chorus as they peaked together. Zhera's dulcet chords soon joined as Dhoran blew his load in Lume's mouth. The woman understandably tensed with a muffled yelp in surprise, Dhoran's super natural volume spilling out of the sides of her mouth after flooding it. Amara massaged Lume's breasts soothingly. "Relax, honey, it's just for effect," Amara whispered over her shoulder. She caught some of the flowing cum in one hand and deposited it in her mouth. "See? It's sweet." Between Meli and his own orgasms, it took effort to keep Amara's voice steady but Dhoran managed. He cut himself off as Meli and Juran wound down from their high and finally pulled out of Lume's mouth, letting the poor girl catch her breath. Zhera leaned in to lap some of Dhoran's jizz out of Lume's mouth directly. "Good girl. Now it's my turn to take care of you." Zhera licked her lips. Amara helped spread Lume's legs and brace the woman on her lap as Zhera lined up her hard 'plastic' member. The black woman's earlier teasing had produced ample moisture from the real woman's pussy. With a little effort and gasping on Lume's part, Zhera managed to push Dhoran's girth into her lesbian partner's snatch. Zhera slowly began grinding into the other woman. Juran never even noticed his girlfriend getting drilled as he changed positions to begin banging Nona, her saree hastily torn off and discarded. With each thrust, the Indian woman's now uninhibited curves bounced pleasantly for both participants. Kaline sat on Nona's face letting the darker woman eat her out as the redhead made out with Juran. Zhera let out a heavy breath. Dhoran came again, his jizz spewing forth into his unsuspecting partner. Zhera pulled out mid contraction, shooting stream after stream of cum to rain down over the hapless brunette. Amara transferred the woman to Zhera's lap and fished another special condom from between the cushions in the couch. There were more hidden around the room than Dhoran intended to use, just to have options. The condom slipped on over Amara's snake shaped member taming the serpent into the form of a toy. Like Zhera, she tucked the base into her pussy for effect. She returned to Lume bouncing on Zhera's lap in time for Nona to match her climax with Juran's third. Dhoran had to admit that Juran's stamina was impressive as he finished inside Nona and immediately moved on to Kaline, who had taken up a position on top of Nona, hands clasped and breasts mushed together. Laying atop one another allowed both puppet girls to appear as if they were enjoying themselves while minimizing Dhoran's required attention to detail for each of them, since they the motions of sex with one moved both like a joined unit. Hefting Lume by her breasts like handlebars, Amara bent the woman over in Zhera's lap till she could bury her own dummy shaft into Lume's ass. Like with everything about the satellite bodies, Amara's false dick felt just like Dhoran's own as it passed Lume's tight sphincter. Zhera muffled Lume's cries with her mouth. Dhoran juggled Lume between his two cocks for a while longer before pushing both of them to cum together, milky love juices began pooling at the base of the couch. Their throes of passion proved too intense for Lume and the poor woman lost consciousness before the white river ceased. Dhoran timed it carefully, feeling through Kaline that Juran was approaching another orgasm. With a yell, Juran came once more, though as far as Dhoran could tell from Kaline's internal sensors, he did little more than sputter inside her. Predictably, he punctuated his last orgasm by collapsing onto the soft sheets next to the cum filled duo. Meli, having 'rested,' came over to the couch to relieve Amara, and helped the two other women move Lume to the bed where she could sleep with her man. With both clients sleeping for the time being, Dhoran was left with all five lascivious bodies to himself. Zhera lounged back on the couch, her legs spread wide presenting her shining black rod. Kaline and Nona joined the growing population of pretend shemales pretending to be lesbians, their phallic organs carefully covered just in case the ravenous love-making woke their clients. Kaline sat herself in Zhera's lap, taking Dhoran's true dick up her ass. Meli sat on the floor, between Zhera's knees and dressed her own penis in its disguise. Amara coaxed her own equipment back into hiding inside her womanhood before lowering her otherwise unused pussy onto Meli's shaft. While Meli worked her hips, the black woman leaned forward to begin sucking on Kaline's unoccupied member, in doing so, she presented her ass for Nona's Indian dick to enter. The perverse tangle of bodies undulated in an eerily coordinated fashion, each movement carefully calculated to bring pleasure to one genital or another. As he bathed in the euphoric sensations, Dhoran idly wondered how he had managed to get to the point where he could move five bodies simultaneously with enough deftness to fool people into thinking he was five different people. It certainly took some concentration, and his constantly improving AI programs helped cover some of the unconscious aspects, but even what he did command actively should put much more strain on his mind than it did. Wherever he was going with the thought was lost however when he came to climax. Feeling a blow job, anal, and double penetration from both male and female perspectives simultaneously was enough to derail even Dhoran when they all came together. Five voices moaned in unison as over a gallon of semen moved through both organic and artificial pipes. After a few minute's rest in that entwined pile of limbs, Dhoran carefully extracted each body from the sticky cum soaked orgy. The couple slept through his personal gang bang and seemed to not be rousing any time soon, so Dhoran deemed it safe to set a few of his girls in sleep mode. Nona, Meli and Kaline collapsed on the spacious couch, their male incongruities retracting themselves back into their false vaginas condom and all. In a matter of seconds, they all seemed to be asleep; their passive AI's faithfully maintained their illusion of biology. Zhera also returned herself to female status, Dhoran shifted his focus to Amara, leaving Zhera to watch over the room. Amara took a quick shower before dressing herself in ethnic wraps once more. Dhoran had emptied his own tank in the orgy, but Amara received quite a bit of ammunition in the exchange. If there was any more fun to be had this evening, Amara had plenty of love still to give. With the special condom still wrapped around Amara's hidden snake, she could be ready to play with anyone in just a moment's notice. Perhaps she could harass some of the late night employees if business was light. Amara smiled. Though Dhoran sometimes feared what his oversexed lifestyle might be doing to his psyche, he certainly enjoyed these more intense nights for adding a bit of spice to his sex life. Oh right, he thought, remembering something. Succubus received an interesting inquiry the other day. Something about 'monster girls.' He would have to look into that.