"Darling you're finally home!" coed Miraj as she burst into her son's chambers, surrounded by his latex clad Nightsisters. They formed a box around the Queen, only allowing her to leave when she entered her son's room.
Their tight athletic bodies packed with muscle were overshadowed by their Queen who was wearing white nylon thigh highs with pink fluff around her top and a matching shawl that showed off her massive tits. Both nipples thicker than thumbs poked against the fabric, bouncing wildly as she walked. Her panties clung to her thickness, already they bunched up in her colossal ass crack and disappeared between her cheeks, almost making Miraj look like she wore a thong.
Mike was hoping to avoid more conversations tonight, he was tired from the day's deep dicking. Luhwa and Ahsoka had taken a lot of energy to fuck into mush, and his new Jedi pets were insatiable. Hours were spent deep inside alien pussy and Mike must've cum gallons before he returned to the palace. Mike handed his Jedi suck-sows to Shaak Ti, who was very happy to see more living Jedi, and promised to give him a break tonight. Though, Shaak Ti fully expected to see him tomorrow for more lessons.
Mike almost thought he would be able to get some sleep, but it seemed like Miraj was ready for his unannounced return. He didn't even have time to speak, his mother was already embracing him in her arms. Miraj squeezed tight, pressing Mike's face between her titanic royal milkers.
"I was so worried when you left without saying anything, but now it is mommy's turn to spoil her big hunky stud," she cooed, curving her thick lips into a cute smile as she squished her boobs around Mike's head.
"Mother, if you want you can sleep with me, but—" exhaled Mike as he poked his face up though the mammary mountains. He wanted to get some sleep but Miraj had other plans.
"Don't be silly baby, we've got no time for sleep now! Mommy has something very special and pricey to show you " Miraj let go of Mike, letting him sit on the edge of his bed as she looked over and gestured to the guards to move inside the room.
They bowed and stepped to the side as another pair of Nightsisters wheeled in a set of carbonite slabs with two identical black women (both a few years older than Mike) frozen in the cold carbonite. Their faces looked identically as if they'd been copy+pasted people; same short braided hair, pointed chin, pouty lips and surprised expression, but their outfits were slightly different. One was dressed in simple robes, almost reminiscent of Shaak Ti's Jedi robes. While the second girl was partially armoured in sleek plates, her body wrapped in tight binds, which coincidentally reminded Mike of Ventress' old outfit.
"Who are they?" asked Mike.
"They're your new toys, baby. A pair of Jedi Twins… Or something like that," she continued, pointing at the pair, "The information available on these two was pretty boring and ultimately unimportant. What truly matters is mommy bought you a new pair of inferior whores to beat, bleach and breed to your heart's content!"
"Hmmmm, do they got names?"
"I think they're called Mae and Osha." replied Miraj.
"Aaaahmmm… wu-why buy these two," asked Mike, stretching as he let out another yawn, "Are they special or somethin?"
"They're apparently force sensitive!" Miraj rubbed her hands together, "One or maybe both are Jedi… or maybe some kind of force user? Doesn't really matter to mommy, she just enjoys tormenting Jedi scum with her beloved Prince~"
"Well… Huhn, I do feel something coming from them," added Mike.
"I figured they'd make good force batteries for you, dear," Miraj pulled out the handle of a laser whip from between her tits as she cooed, "you can use them to increase your strength and maybe we can train them together as mother and son bonding?"
Mike wondered how he didn't feel the whip when his head was squished between his mother's tits but didn't dwell on it long. His main attention was on the weird aura he felt from the pair. A strange mix of power and unease, kinda like someone had mingled the Night Mother's cold, witchy aura with a Jedi. This piqued Mike's interest, and he felt his energy return as he thought of all the things he'd do to the pair of inferiors.
"Okay, I guess I can try them out—"
"Excellent!" cooed Miraj, clasping her hands together. She looked over to the Nightsisters that brought the girls in and ordered, "you can start unfreezing them now and make sure you do it quickly. I don't wanna keep our Prince waiting."
The Nightsisters flanking the carbonite slabs started the unfreezing process. Mike had never seen someone in carbonite or unfrozen, and the entire process seemed creepy. The edges of the twins started to glow a dull white like super heated metal, it was almost blinding but faded quickly once the carbonite started to fade. The girl's frozen features started to regain their colour, dull grey quickly turned bright white and then brown as the girls were freed and fell forward.
"Ahhnnngghh," cried the Twins as they fell face forward onto the plush carpet. Mike let out a laugh as he watched the pair groan and slowly right themselves. Both girls looked to be in their early twenties, and Mike thought they both looked rather cute, until they talked.
"Uhhnnggh, where are we?" muttered the first girl.
"Mae is that you?"
"Yes Osha, it's me…"
Osha rubbed her eyes, her voice raspy as she spat, "Good, now I can kill you for getting us caught by those bounty hunters!"
"Me!?" spat Mae, "you're the one who got us frozen in the first place!"
"It's your bullshit which got us caught!"
"Did not," she replied, rubbing her eyes, "and now I can't see."
"It's carbonite sickness, slaves. It'll go away in a minute, ohoho~" Miraj let out a haughty laugh as she watched the girls stumble around on the floor. Barely able to stay on their hands and knees, the pair were at the utter mercy of their captors.
"So that's why they look so confused," added Mike, a little grin on his lips, "I just thought they were stupid."
"Who is there!" shouted Osha.
"Nice to meet ya, I'm Mike your new Master—"
"We're not anyone's property!"
"Certainly not the property of some stupid fucking white boy," added Osha, assuming correctly the source of the voice was some kid.
"I dunno, you inferior cunts certainly look like a pair of slaves," Mike teased, his words easily getting a reaction from the pair.
Mae's vision started to return and she got to see a blurry outline of her new abuser. She cleared her throat and spat, "Rhhhrrrgg, wu–we won't be so easily taunted—"
"Bastard! I don't need my eyes to fight you," Osha lashed out and tried to grab Mike. She quickly reached forward and snatched Mike's wrist. There was no power behind her grip and despite being over a foot taller than Mike she couldn't move him more than a couple inches. The entire display was very amusing to Mike but Miraj was furious.
"FILTH! How dare you touch my son," Miraj snapped, narrowing her eyes at Osha as she cracked her laser whip. Within a second the energy lash was around Osha's wrist, shredding her clothes as it burned her skin with a heavy shock. The hit made her go limp as Miraj pulled her off her son.
"You'll mewl at his feet and be happy about it, you disgusting little pig." she continued as she pulled Osha forward and stepped on her face.
"Ahhhnnngghh!"
"Stop it," cried Mae, her vision now much clearer as she witnessed Miraj abuse her sister. She'd never been treated this brutally before and lashed out, trying to grab hold of the Queen but she felt a familiar Force on her body.
"Tsk, tsk, such a bad pair of pets," Mike force held the twins, dragging Mae and Osha away from his mother and bringing them to his feet. His power over them firm, neither girl had the reserves of strength to fight against this brutal white man, and he knew it. Mike seemed to delight as he watched them sneer, their faces utterly defiant as he looked them over.
"I'll have to teach you girls a lesson~"
"Mmmmhmmm, that is very wise dear," cooed Miraj as she knelt beside her son and grabbed the hem of his pants, "Beating them into submission with your superior meat is the best way to break such inferior filth."
"Shut up you filthy white bastard," spat Osha.
"We're not gonna instantly break and be your slave—"
Miraj pulled down her son's pants and proudly showed off her son's massive bitch breaker. She cups his nuts, turning her chin up at the girls as Mike spat, "I doubt that, but go ahead and resist, I enjoy breaking prudes~"
That's right Mike, show these whores who is superior—" Miraj paused as she noticed the sloppy state of her son's cock. Both her eyes shot open as she shouted, "Gods your cock is filthy! How many whores defiled you with their lips; twenty, thirty, fourty?!?""
Miraj curled her nose up at the sight. Over two feet of pale white cock covered with rings of lipstick of who knows how many alien whores; Miraj was pretty sure there were over a dozen unique shades, but it was hard to tell. She didn't like sharing her son with all these new girls and she certainly didn't like seeing the proof! Shaak Ti and Ventress were one thing, but the thought that her son was wasting his precious white baby batter on such lowly creatures was sickening.
"Relax mother, it was eight new whores tops and two Nightsisters tops," replied Mike, with a smile on his face, "not including these two dumb whores, did both your brains turn off already?"
"Uhhhnnnn…" The girls' drooled as they sniffed Mike's dick, their pupil's dilating as little beads of drool dripped from their pouty lips. Mae never had any sexual experience and Osha's experiences with guys started and ended with seeing a guy shirtless once. So the idea of getting their switches being flipped was utterly foreign, and neither sister was ready for the flood of new sensations.
They were painfully horny, turning into a pair of bitches in heat the second they got a whiff of Mike's massive white dick. Their pussies throbbed and brains went numb as Mike's musk burned their nostrils. Both girls tried to lean forward and get a taste, their instincts led them towards brainless cock worship. Yet, the girls were kept in place by Mike's power, unable to do anything but pant at his feet like a couple of feral hounds in heat.
"Huh, I was expecting you both to last a little longer," muttered Mike.
"They are inferior, they don't have much mental fortitude," added Miraj.
"Guess you're right," Mike lifted his powers and the girls got to work, slobbering over his cock with their lips. The sound of their frenzied licking filled the room, arousing the Nightsisters guards. They couldn't stop watching Mike's bantha tier white meat pulse as the girls worshipped him, or tried to…
Mae and Osha were clumsy cock suckers, unable to focus on any one aspect for more than a couple seconds. The sisters would swap places over and over again, switching between kissing, licking and stroking Mike's meat. Maybe Mae was a better nut sucker, and maybe Osha was better at titillating Mike's tip, but neither was exceptional at anything they did. However, there was still a little stimulation, but nowhere near enough to make Mike leak a single drop of pre-cum.
"Uhhnnn–I–cu–mwwaaah, can't stop," mewled Mae in between wet kisses.
"Mnnnggh, wu–why does he taste so guuud~"
"At least you two are having fun," Mike rolled his eyes, "Can't you hurry up?"
"Unngghh, buh–but it feels so good, snoooortt~ Hnnnn, toooo guuuud."
"Hehehe, why does stinky white cock taste so good," she moaned, licking up Mike's meat as she snored, "Snoooort, snooort, snoooort, mmmmnn~"
"Fucking pigs."
Mike clenched his fist and forced the girls to prostrate; tits smashed against the ground and asses were moved up and squished side by side. Both girls barely understood what was going on. The overpowering aura of their Master and his godly white cock had utterly destroyed whatever bullshit they were fed about the force. The one remaining truth was that big white dick was superior and there was no room for denial.
"I expected those lips to do a bit more but you're both too retarded to properly service cock~"
"Sigh~ Another thing we'll have to teach these disgusting inferiors," added Miraj, watching her son break–in his new pets from the bed.
"I'm sure not even these two can fuck up being a hole," he continued, raising and hand and using his powers to tear their clothes to ribbons. All across the girls shivering bodies their clothes tore open, showing off their smooth mocha brown skin and more importantly their identical booties. Two fit mounds of perky flesh flanking a tight little black butthole and two drooling slits.
Mike didn't waste a second. He grit his teeth and sank his cock into Mae's cunt, spreading her wide open as she screamed, "Ahhhnn, tuuuh buuhhgg!"
"Shut it fuck slut!"
"Ahhhnngghh! Huuuh hooow~" Osha's expression melted as she felt a copy of Mike's meat enter her pussy. She could feel every vein swell as his head dug into her folds. She'd never heard of the force being used for sexual purposes, and never once imagined anyone's Mastery of the Force could be applied in such a way, or feel this good!
"Unlike you retarded pigs, I use the force for something useful."
SLAP!
SLAP!
Mike gave both girl's ass cheeks a force powered spanking as he commanded, "Now tightened up! You're both too loose, especially for virgins."
"Ahhhhhnnn!" The twins cried, tears welling up in the corners of their eyes as they drooled onto the ornate rug. Mike's huge white dick was turning their brains to mush far faster than they expected, whatever hazy, barely coerent thoughts they once had were getting fucked out of their heads. All that was left was a lingering feeling of humiliation being subdued by pure pleasure.
"God you both are such worthless whores, stay tight!" barked MIke, he grit his teeth and sank balls deep in the twins. Hips squished against their soft black asses as he began to plap their holes into mush. Mike's cock pulsed and throbbed as the girls' bulging bellies hit the floor. They were completely stuffed with cock, their muscles straining and squeezing to handle Mike's meat.
The tip of his meat smushed against the floor of the room as it destroyed the twin's wombs. Mike's heavy grunts were cut by the piggish snorts and moans of his new bleached sows. Their cries perfectly synchronised as Mike rearranged their guts, moulding their holes into the perfect fucksleeves.
At least, he tried to do that…
"Dumb fucking inferiors, you're barely fit to be cum–toilets~"
"That's it baby, break those stupid sows," Miraj cheered, her voice excited as she watched her son nearly bottom out. He's managed to squeeze nearly two feet of his perfect pale bitch breaker into his fuck sow, and the pressure of both girls' grip was barely enough to make him cum.
Mike bit his lower lip and his nuts tensed as he started shooting semi-solid loads of genetic sludge into the twins. Their bellies inflated, expanding to pregnancy proportions. By the time Mike was finished dumping his load both girls looked in their third trimester, and were completely packed full. His wriggling white sperm cells had corrupted the twins' deepest parts. Their distended, jiggly bellies squished out to the sides as they pressed against the carpet.
"Well baby, do you like your gift?" asked Miraj as she knelt beside Mike. She reached around and slid her hands under his shirt, caressing his pecs.
Mike let out a tired groan as he pulled his cock out of Mae's (or maybe Osha) pussy, causing torrents of his thick ball juice to jet out of them and spill onto the floor. Their holes throbbed, insides tensing and flexing as they tried to retighten but could not. The pair were thoroughly clogged, and enough cum was spilled to satisfy a dozen Zygerrian men, but for Mike this was a disappointing display.
"Ehhhhn, they're not bad, but it felt like these girls would be more… I don't know, special or something?"
"I suppose you are right dear, their skills are very lacking~
"They don't even hold up to the new batch," Mike sighed, "even Barris had more stamina than these two."
"They did make you cum reasonably quick. Do you think they'll make half decent pocket pussies?" asked Miraj, whispering in her son's ear, "I doubt they'd produce any heirs of good stock but perhaps they'd sire more decent cumdumpsters for your harem?"
"Hmmmmm… nnnnhhnnn, maybe but probably not," Mike rubbed his chin before taking a long sigh, "I doubt they'll handle much more punishment in their current state, more strict training is needed to make them possible brood–bitches. Their wombs are ruined, holes stretched and I doubt either girl would make a good anal slut."
"That's a shame," Miraj's face got longer as she sighed, "The pair cost a petty penny. Sure training the inferiors is fun but bare minimum I expected them to last more than a few rounds."
"How much did they cost," asked Mike.
"A hundred thousand credits for each but the Hutts gave me a discount if I purchased both of them…"
"How much were they discounted to?"
"Uhhhnngh, one hundred and eighty thousand," groaned Miraj, rubbing the bridge of her nose, "I would've been better off buying you a hundred random alien whores. Uhhhrr, at least there would've been quantity."
Mike shrugged, "maybe in the future we should avoid outsourcing our fresh meat. It is not like we are unable to get new stock."
"I know baby but mommy loves spoiling you with exotic toys." Miraj held out her arms towards her son, almost demanding he come over and comfort her with the way she reached out. Yet, Mike couldn't help soften as his mother mewled, "I promise to get you some worthwhile toys soon, don't you worry."
"Don't bother, I'm pretty sure I can salvage these sows," he replied as his mother cupped his cheeks.
"How?" asked Miraj, looking a little confused, "I suppose the Storm Troopers could be given some new meat?"
"Just watch," Mike gave his mom a tooth grin as he stepped back and raised his hands towards the cum–bloated twins. An aura of calm fell around Mike as he began to concentrate, focusing all his attention on the cum bloated twins. He had changed his pets before but this time it would be far more extreme.
The twins were a perfect mirror of one another, their minds drained of all independent thought beyond the new feeling of devotion for their new white god. Both girl's eyes emptied and their jaws went slack as they started to drool. First their lips thickened, becoming fat, pouty and full, reaching the point they stayed naturally open at all times.
Braids came undone as their hair grew longer, reaching their lower backs as the colour shifted to a bleached blonde.
Their bodies became even more extreme sexualized parodies to match their faces. Huge plastic looking tits expanded from their chests, jiggling as they increased in size.
Their waists tightened and their muscles faded, replaced by wide hips that went past their shoulders and curved into perky bubble booties; both squishy and pump. Mae and Osha thighs became plump and thick with cellulite, remaining spread as both girls squirted out the last of their IQs over Mike's carpet.
"Finally, cooking their brains took a little longer than expected." Mike let out a satisfied sigh as he looked down on his bimbofied black bitches. Their expressions empty and vacant, there was no trace of intelligence behind their eyes. Only wide empty eyes and slack drooling maws.
"What did you do to them?" asked Miraj. She had seen Mike add cocks to some of his special slaves, increase tits sizes a cup or two but she had never seen such an extreme physical alteration. The way the girls moaned, lust building in their eyes as they panted like bitches in heat. They stared at her son's massive white meat, stockpiling their lust as their nipples hardened to points. Miraj was a little frightened of her son's raw strength, but incredibly aroused by the girl's transformation.
"I improved them greatly, exchanging their personalities for tit size~"
Miraj covered her mouth and let out a haughty laugh, "and yet they're only F cups."
"I know it's pathetic," sighed Mike, "I was hoping for H-cups at the very least."
"The disappointments aside, dear," she continued, a bit nervous, "Can you do that to anyone?"
"Kinda," Mike shrugged, "but normally it would take lots of time, some help from Nala Se or something special."
"So these girls are special after all!" said Miraj, hoping that she didn't waste a ton of cash on two worthless black whores.
"These sluts are big balls of force power, super malleable for some fucking reason. I could probably make one think she was a literal dog if I wanted," Mike continued, "which is kinda weird, probably nothing too important though."
"Well at least they look better with your changes," commented Miraj.
"Hnngghh, coooowwk~" drooled the twins. Their huge shoulder boulders scraped against the ground as they moved to Mike's feet and started kissing and licking his shaft.
"At bare minimum they should be able to handle your whip."
"Oooooh, thank darling, mwaaaah—mwaaaah~" Miraj planted a bunch of kisses over Mike's face, marking his forehead with big red kiss marks.
"Mmhhmm," Mike muttered between kisses, "I expect them to be good throne slaves, they can serve me food and fan me as I work—"
"Wonderful idea, mwaaaah~ I will get them proper clothes," continued Miraj.
"And you are free to train them after they get inked up."
"It's been a while since I personally broke–in any of the new girls." Miraj paused and clapped her hands, "guards, get these two into their cells and bring a drone with you. I want these inferiors properly inked by the morning."
"Then we can whip them into shape—"
"Mmmmm, baby~" Cooed Miraj as she pulled in Mike again, "we're going to have so much fun together. I'll have to commission you a royal whip, something sleek and impressive to match your station and make the slaves sweat when they see you whip it out."
"Actually, keep them here," ordered Mike as he held up his hand and beckoned them, "bring them over here~"
The pair of masked Nightsisters' had just thrown the pair of bimbofied bitches over their shoulders as Mike gave the command. They sauntered over to the Prince and dropped the pair of twins on the extra wide King size bed. Their new tits jiggled, slapping their blank faces as they bounced on the silken sheets. Both Night Sisters bowed to Mike before they stood guard in front of the doors.
"Alright dumb–dumbs, let's see if you remember anything." Mike waved his cock in their faces, his tip slapping their cheeks as he continued, "what are you names, bimbos?"
"Mae!"
"Osha!"
The pair drooled, big sloppy smiles growing on their faces as they answered Mike. He was pretty sure they mixed up which twin they were, but it didn't matter much so long as one of them remembered the correct name. Mike smiled, giving their cheeks another slap as he asked, "and do you remember being anything other than my pets?"
"Nu-uuhhhn!" drooled the twins.
"Do you want to leave?"
Both girls gave Mike a blank look before shaking their heads no. He smiled, continuing, "do you both want to put your new tits to good use?"
"Yu-huuuhn!" drooled both girls, flashing double peace signs, "we love white cock!"
"Then put those tits'n lips to good use," exhaled Mike as he climbed up on the bed and fell backwards, "I'm fucking tired! So if you want dick, you're going to have to work for it."
The twins scrambled onto the bed, their massive bimbo boobs scraping against the sheets as they got into position, flanking their new god. Both girls smushed their breasts around Mike's cock, smothering half his cock in brown tit flesh before beginning to kiss the other half. Their pillowy thick lips pressed against the sides of his shaft, covering his length in kisses all the way up to his tip where they paused. The pair took some extra time to slow down and slurp under the underside of Mike's shaft; still a very clumsy technique but much improved from when their minds were intact.
"Finally, it took ya long enough to learn," exhaled Mike as he relaxed on the bed.
"But they could always do much better, sweetie~"
"Mmmmmnn!" The Twin's eyes went wide as Miraj grabbed the backs of their heads and forced them to keep slobbering over Mike's cock head. Osha and Mae tried to fight back but didn't have the strength to push back against the much taller MILF.
"I fully expect these stupid sluts to be unable to properly satisfy my man, so mommy is going to give them a little help, okay?" Miraj had a slight cheshire smile as she tightened her grip, forcing the pair to move up and down Mike's length.
"Ghuunnnmm!"
"Come on you useless slaves, you're god is tired and needs relief."
"Mmmhmmm, keep going cunts," moaned Mike, "I'm getting close~"
Sluuuuup!
Sluuuurrp!"
The girl's expressions melted as Miraj forced them to worship without pause. Their tongues tickled all over Mike's veins and soaked his glands in spit, but it wasn't enough, not for Miraj's high standards. She'd force Mae and Osha to alternate taking Mike's meat in their throats, which was a nearly impossible task for the inexperienced black bimbos. Yet, Miraj managed to make it work. Her iron grip made sure that those extra inches of pale pulsating white cock were eagerly swallowed, and she wouldn't let either one come up for air until she was sure they'd managed to take more cock into their useless throats.
"Come on you stupid cunts, keep going," spat Miraj, her tone furious as she watched Mae's throat bulge; though, she didn't remember the girl's name. Only the disappointing performance of the twins mattered and in her mind, they were equally useless.
"I want his entire length down your throats before my son cums," she continued, "or they'll be hell to pay for the both of you brainless slaves."
"Hnnnngghhuuu," drooled the pair. Mae's eyes rolled up into her head as Mike's cock popped out of her mouth, and Osha squirted as she got a taste of Mike's salty pre-cum.
"They're probably not gonna throat my length that, mmmnggh quickly~" Mike let out a grunt as a thick glob of cum started to form on his cock tip. His new bimbo pets went to clean up their Master's tasty cum, but Miraj had no desire to share.
"Move aside filth," Miraj pulled the girls off Mike's cock. Their eyes spun and their jaws hung open as drool dribbled over their tits. Mae and Osha were utterly brain fucked, but kept their zonked out gazes fixed on Mike's pale pillar as Miraj took over. The Queen wrapped her huge MILF boobs around Mike's meat. Her nipples twitched and hardened as her mommy mammaries squished over half of Mike's shaft. Mike was beginning to spurt seed, but Miraj was determined not to spill a single drop. She wrapped her lips around Mike's fat pulsating pink cock tip and swallowed the exposed inches.
"Ghuuunnkkk!" Miraj's nostrils flared as she sucked back Mike's entire load. It burst into her stomach, filling her to the brim with rich seed before clogging up her throat. By the time Mike was finished shooting his rich, creamy load into mommy's throat she was sloppy. Cum had leaked from the sides of her lips and out her nose, but unlike the twins she wasn't done.
Miraj slowly pulled her lips off Mike's meat, causing ropes of mixed spit and cum to drip from Mike's cock onto her tits. Her boobs nearly looked glazed by the time her lips popped off Mike's tip, and with a satisfied smile on her face, Miraj asked, "You came so much baby, are you ready for bed or do you want more?"
"You tell me?"
Miraj leaned back, and cupped her son's heavy nuts. They still felt so full of her son's hot genetic sludge. Miraj licked her lips as she said, "Mmmmnn, you still feel so full baby. Let mommy milk out the last of your cum."
The twins watched the conversations with empty brains and blank expressions, muttering, "Uhhhnnnn…"
"Slaves!"
SLAP!"
SLAP!
Miraj gave the girl's tits a hard smack, snapping them out of their haze. The Queen's gaze was filled with utter disgust as she looked at the twins, ordering, "Present those fat asses to your Master and be quick about it."
"Yuuuh—huuuhn," drooled Mae and Osha as they moved onto their hands and knees, quickly turning themselves around. They assumed the proper bitch position; head down, legs spread and ass up. The pair naturally started to shake their booties, clapping their massive new jiggle giants for Mike's amusement. Flesh rippled and quaked as the room filled with the sound of hot and sweaty clapping.
"Such filthy fuck–sleeves, unfit to clean the palace floors." Miraj squatted facing her son. Her massive boobs bounced as she moved down, pressing her panties against Mike's meat. He could feel the soaked fabric tickle the underside of his shaft as Miraj moved up and down his length, covering his shaft in a layer of her juices.
"Oooohhhmmm, mommy missed spoiling her Prince~"
"It's only been a couple days mom," sighed Mike as he felt his cock throb from the gentile teasing.
"I know but it's hard sometimes," she continued, letting out soft moans, "With all these awful Jedi ah-and mmmnnnh, inferior sluts around trying to monopolize you. There is hardly any time leftover for your mommy."
"Then let me spoil you."
"Oooooh, baby!"
Mike flicked his wrist and ripped off his mother's panties, exposing her freshly shaved slit. Her pink lips were drooling cunt honey over the underside of her son's shaft, leaving a trail of juices as she moved. He laid back as he ordered, "Now show these dumb sluts how to properly ride their Prince."
"Yes baby, mmmnnn~" Miraj bit her lip, she was crazy horny at the moment. Just the feeling of Mike's tip against her slit was enough to make her cream. Yet, Miraj knew how to please a man unlike the pair of flanking brainless cumdumpster. She slowly sunk Mike deep into her pussy, squeezing the entire length of his shaft.
All her motions were deliberate, the flexing of her muscles as she took Mike deeper into her muff all desired to edge his big white dick. He'd gotten so big since his adoption, Miraj almost couldn't bear to see him grow up so fast, but she wouldn't lose to his newest whores. She took Mike's tip into her womb, feeling her stomach distend as she took every last inch of his dick into her soaking slit.
"Pweeease fuck us too, Master!"
"We love white cock and wanna be your cumdumpsters too!"
Mike rolled his eyes as the twin's begged, "Oh alright, ruin the family moment~"
"Ahhhhnngghh!" The pair cried as they felt Mike's force cocks enter their cunts. Despite all of Mike's generous enhancements, the pair were barely capable of handling his cock.
While Miraj was already bouncing her hips up and down Mike's shaft. Her huge ass pressed against his thighs and her belly bulged with a clear outline of her son's cock. It was a point of pride for Miraj to see her beautiful man's meat destroying her insides, she couldn't wait for the day she could get knocked up, but for now she was satisfied with the milkings.
"I hope you don't mind me shutting up the slaves."
"Mnnnnggh, nuh-not at all—" Miraj sunk every inch inside her, letting Mike rut deep as she moaned, "Hearing these stupid bleached pigs squeals is music to my ears. I can't wait for the entire planet to join me as bleached breeders."
"I'm sure the Nobles will eventually break," Mike bucked his hips, poking the back of Miraj's womb, "Zygerrian men don't have the strength to resist my rule."
"Mmmhhmm," Miraj bit her lip, "they'll all be in their natural places soon!"
"And you'll be the Queen cumdumpster~"
Miraj nodded, letting out deep groans as her nose twitched. She was having trouble holding on but still gave a giddy reply, "Yes baby, I'll be the Queen of you big white cock, spending all day getting filled with your spunk!"
The sound of Osha and Mae's cries of pleasure mixed with his mother's purrs. It was getting hard to hold onto his load. Miraj was squeezing tight, and despite being limp, the twins were clamping down hard. Their freshly fucked pussies now molded to Mike's liking. They would never be able to live without Mike's big white cock, and their instincts were to clamp down on his dick and never let him go; even if the cock was just a force copy.
Mike tensed up, his fingers gripping the sheets as he grunted, "I'm going to cum!"
"Hnnnggh, that's it baby, knock mommy up!" moaned Miraj as she felt the first first jet of cum hit the back of her womb, "fill me with your heirs!"
"Suuuhh muuuuch!"
"Suuuuuuh hoooottssh!"
Added the twins, their eyes rolled up into their heads as Mike's hot load bloated their baby boxes the same as their mother. The sudden geyser of his thick, white ball–snot K.O.ed the twins within a minute. Mike's white meat was too much, reducing Osha and Mae's brains into mush. By the time Mike was finished cumming both girls had gone limp and had to balance on their bellies.
"Much better," Mike had a big satisfied smile on his face as he exhaled, "but not good enough to earn bed rights."
Mike force pushed the pair off the bed, causing them to land hard on their bellies. The sudden impact caused geysers of thick nut jelly to shoot from their pussies as the twins let out a long, "Uhhhhnnngghh…"
"Guards take these girls to the pits—" Mike paused as he looked over at the Nightsisters. Their latex clad bellies had been cum–flated and their expressions were of blank, blissful pleasure. He'd apparently unknowingly included him in his hard multi-fuck session and had reduced them to brainless cumdumpsters. They were clearly not in a state to follow anyone's orders and Mike didn't have the energy left to care.
"Whoops," he muttered looking at the passed out twins, leaking cum over his clean sheets, "fuck it, we can always throw them in the training pits tomorrow."
"We can always do it together, baby," moaned Miraj, her voice was soft and her belly was even bigger than the girls, but unlike the limp twins she could still move. Miraj lifted her bloated body off of Mike's cock, causing some of his cum to spill as Mike's limp meat slapped against his thigh.
"Isn't there some royal bullshit to do?"
"There is nothing planned for tomorrow, so mommy can spend the day spoiling you," continued Miraj. She laid down next to her son, squeezing his body close, "now get some rest, mommy doesn't
"Ahhmmm, now you say it," exhaled Mike, tired and fading fast, he returned to his adoptive mother's embrace. He squished between her huge boobs, being enveloped in her warmth as the pair slowly drifted to sleep.