“Hey babies! I’m home!” Without taking time to take off his shoes, he walked into the living room, looking for them in the pillow corner.

A girl with big dark eyes looked up at him. “Kitti, ot vjev zua?” Her high ponytail had shifted to the side of her head during the day. Her mouth opened wide at his sight. “Ov ot zua!”

“Ug duasti ov’t jon! Xju imti duamf ov ci!” The next one over answered her rhetorical question with glee, as happy to see him as she could be. Shorter brown hair fell in her maroon eyes and she flicked them to the side skillfully, shaking her small breasts along with her movement. Both girls were completely naked.

“Uj Kitti, xi nottif zua tu nadj!” The first one raised her armless shoulders towards him, like asking to be picked up. “O vjuahjv zua’f piwis duni cedl!”

“Ji emxezt dunit cedl, zua lpux vjev!”  She shouldered her teasingly, both sitting against a puffy purple cushion on the living room floor. “Jux xet zuas fez, jupiz?” Her eyes glittered with love for him.

“Hey girls, had a good day at home without me?”

He kneeled and patted them on the head like he would do to house cats before letting them nuzzle their cheek into his palms. He lowered himself even more to kiss Cocoa on the lips, wasting no time to slip into her mouth, feeling her split tongue skillfully playing around with his. He ran a hand through her short hair and his erection sprung up inside his boxers.

“Nz vasp! Nz vasp!” Licorice squirmed at their side trying to get Jesse’s attention and fell on the ground helplessly, propped up by her ample breasts. “Uj pu, puv eheop!” Her legless hips rocked from side to side, kicking back with non-existent limbs. “Kitti, jimq ni!”

“You're such a goofball, Licorice. Come here.” As he secured her in his arms, she forced herself against him for a kiss, writhing in his grasp. He moved his hand to her groin and felt her hot and moist already. “Woah there, you really missed me, didn't you?”

“Up vji cif! Miv't hu vu cif sohjv pux!” She whined and grinded her hips against his hand, showering his face and neck with kisses.

“You want the bed, is that it girl?” He pointed to the bedroom and she nodded aggressively. “That's my girl.”

Cocoa had waddled out of the sea of cushions towards them, babbling in their incomprehensible language. “Dep o kuop zua? O'n op piif ug e huuf gadl vuu!”

“You want in, Cocoa? Is that what you want?” Her wide smile appeared again, showing her perfect teeth. “Gimme a minute I'll come back for you.”

Her smile faded slightly as he walked out of the room carrying only one girl, thinking he had abandoned her. She was relieved to see him again and kissed his cheek when she was lifted off the ground, carried and set on the bed beside her adoptive sister.

They squirmed on the bed trying to get the better of Jesse's attention. After he had undressed, he stood before them with his erection in plain sight. Their eyes lit up.

“Vjev muult zannz! Hiv ov op jisi, Kitti.” Cocoa licked her upper lip, starting in the middle before spreading the split tips of her tongue to reach the corners of her mouth simultaneously. She opened her mouth wide and stuck out her tongue. “Ejjjjjjjj.”

“Ji emxezt tvesvt xovj zua, ov't apgeos!” Licorice waddled sideways to try and hit Cocoa without much success. She lifted her hips an inch towards Jesse. “Jisi! Veli ni gostv!”

“I love when you girls do that. Now who should I pick…” Their brows furrowed as he kneeled on the bed to get closer, tensed in anticipation. He let his fingers run on their stomachs : Licorice moaned, her almond shaped eyes closed ; Cocoa held her breath, her body trembling. “Don't worry, now. Daddy's home. Daddy's gonna take very good care of you two.”

He buried his face into Licorice’s breasts and pushed them together. She arched her back and moaned again, her limbless body incapable of giving him anything back. His hand moved to her shoulder and thumbed the empty articulation, feeling the atrophied bones underneath her skin. He did the same with her hips, grabbing her ass and sliding his hand all the way to the front of her body uninterruptedly, across the emptiness where no legs were, rubbing her thumb across her clit. She gasped.

“Puv geos!” Cocoa said, worming at their side, almost turned sideways.

“What's that baby? You want in?” Cocoa tilted her head, unsure of what he had said. “Come here.”

Hands at her waist, he moved her around the bed without any effort, flipping her on her stomach and stuck her face between Licorice's labias. She strained her neck to take a breather and stuck out her tongue, playing with Licorice's clit using the tips of her tongue, pinching and prodding as if they were tiny fingers.

It wasn't long before Cocoa had wet the sheets, grinding her groin against the mattress like she did. She eagerly awaited to be taken care of, yet still yelped in surprise when Jesse lifted her hips in the air and penetrated her. The view of their limbless bodies was intoxicating to him. Ass cheeks without legs, muscles tensed uselessly, bony shoulders shrugged, bodies writhing like worms under his hands.

“Xjz fu zua emxezt hiv vji fodl gostv, Dudue. Ov't puv…. ejjjjj.” She gasped and moaned once more, interrupting her thoughts, her back arching harder than before. “Fu vjev vjoph xjip zua gmodl cuvj vuphait siemmz getv…. Uj zitttttt, vjev't huuf……”

“I wish I could understand what you said, girls. I'm sure you're a whiner, Licorice baby. You're always saying things to Cocoa the moment I touch her.” Her attention turned to him when she heard her name and he stared back into her eyes, her brown irises so dark they were almost black. “Oh yeah, I'm talking about you.”

He pulled out of Cocoa and left her lying face down, ass and genitals exposed, dripping of their combined juices. He wet her fingers inside her and spread it across Licorice's breasts, pinching her nipples hard just like she loved. Her hips, legless like her sister’s, were wider and stronger. She rocked them as bait like the lure on an anglerfish, waiting to be consumed by Jesse's lust, her prominent mound pulsing with heat. He spread her labias with two fingers and forced his dick inside her, causing another series of moans on her side. Licorice seemed about to explode, unable to stay still, squirming below him, arching her back once more. She tensed her neck up at first to reach for a kiss, then back, lifting her slightly off the bed, before rocking herself to the sides. He lifted her up, hands on her ass, and made her bounce on his dick, her enormous breasts clapping in rhythm with their movement.

Cocoa groaned back on the bed, still face first in the sheets. “Modusodi! Fup’v miewi ni jisi! I piif jon vuu!” She waddled sideways, stretching her shoulders forwards like trying to walk on non-existent stumps. She tensed her core to bring her hips closer to her face and wormed one inch closer to them. “Kitti! Fof zua gushiv ecuav vjot?!” She stuck out her tongue, again flicking both tips in quick succession over the other.

“Miv ni.. Jewi…. Jon… Gus e nopavi…”

“Now, now, stop quarreling all the time, everybody will have its turn.” Jesse sat on a leather sofa, keeping Licorice’s balance as she sat on top of him and gasped when he reached new depths inside her. He stopped moving and encouraged her. “Come on, I know you can do it, work those abdominal muscles, baby girl.”

Head thrown back, Licorice was grinding her hips as hard as she physically could, barely able to maintain a proper cadence. Jesse found both of them absolutely adorable. Barely able to stand on their own, but with an insatiable appetite for sex. He thrusted once, getting another moan in response, before putting some pressure on her clit. Before long, her entire limited body was shaking and he stood up again to finish her off, dropping her unceremoniously on the bed. She bounced once and laid on her back, writhing in her own bliss.

He turned his attention to Cocoa, his favorite. He loved so many things about her. Her neverending cheerfulness, her radiant smile, the androgynous look she had with that haircut… Her high cheekbones and square jaw made it seem like she had been carved out of solid marble. Compared to her sister, she was smaller in every way, petite some would say, but that didn’t take anything away from her, on the contrary. He helped her sit up and kept her balance by putting a hand on her lower back. Erect nipples flared on her small yet perky breasts, her thin waist and flat stomach showed her muscles clearly, whether it was during sex or just watching her struggle to stay upright, as she did now. Her face lit up again, understanding that her turn, her real turn, had come.

“Is it Cocoa’s turn?” He lifted her chin with his index finger. “Is it?” Tears formed at the corner of her eyes and she nodded solemnly, moistening her lips to let him get a glimpse of her tongue. “Can I get a please?”

She lost a bit of her composure and frowned while she focused on articulating the syllables. “Pe-lea-sse-ze?” She smiled, visibly happy with the result, her roséed cheeks admirably complimenting her visage.

“That was really hard was it?” Jesse let his thumb wander on the areola of her right breasts and she took a deep breath to control her excitement, biting her lower lip. “You’re such a good girl, Cocoa.” Running his hand through her pixie haircut, he brushed her cheek with the back of his hand lovingly before letting her nuzzle against it.

Their first go was only an entrée for her ; he wasn't gonna let her have so little of him tonight. Licorice sure whined a lot, but was satisfied quickly. Cocoa on the other hand, knew how to wait her turn and Jesse rewarded her greatly for it. He cummed almost exclusively for her, more deserving of his energy. As for her, she loved the way he overpowered her without even trying, how he only had to look at her to open the flood gates in her genitals and make her wet. She didn't know a lot of things, but she knew that much : he was her entire world.

He pressed their lips together and fell on her like an avalanche. Running his hands at her sides, she could only look down and stare, unable to reciprocate his softness. She rolled her shoulders and squirmed under his touch, craning her neck for another kiss. Reaching past her lips, he dropped a line of kisses from her collarbone all the way behind her ear. He licked her lobe and breathed hard, moving a hand to her lower belly until he could feel her clean shaven mound. He let her worm again under his touch, Cocoa desperate to get her genitals closer to him but failing miserably every time.

He crept lower still, pushing past her clitoris to wet two fingers before coming back up, pinching it between his fingertips, slowly running circles around it, following Cocoa’s breathing. She arched her back, one of the only things the girls could do well, straining her neck muscles, flattening her already small breasts, shrugging her armless shoulders, before letting herself fall again, mouth open, breathing hard. Jesse caught a glimpse of the slit in her tongue, a modification that had cost him a fortune to do in a private clinic.

He grabbed a vibrator from a nearby drawer and turned it on, teasing her by drawing shapes on her stomach, dipping near her groin and coming back up again, not allowing her yet the satisfaction.

“Does Cocoa want the vibrator?” She smiled through her sexual frustration and nodded vigorously. Jesse smiled and placed it against her labias, purposefully keeping it out of her.

“Qmieti, Kitti, katv gadl ni emsiefz.” She babbled again, licking her lips from center to sides. “Us miv ni tadl zuas fodl, ev mietv.”

As if reading her mind, he gave in and laid beside her, placing his hand on her chest, attentive to its rise and fall, her skin soft like silk. She twisted towards him for yet another kiss and he helped her get closer, tugging at her right shoulder to flip her on her stomach like a disabled pancake. He rewarded her with the touch of his lips and dragged her towards his groin, forcing his dick inside her mouth. She moaned and reveled in the sensation, as if she had taken a bite of food after days of fasting. Jesse held her hair back in an improvised ponytail not so much for her comfort, but for the clear view of her armless shoulders, moving in senseless directions.

Unsatisfied about their position, Jesse stood up again, dragging Cocoa by the hair, and sat her up before face fucking her. Constantly out of balance, kept upright by her Master’s pumping, she seemed overwhelmed, her breathing fast, her hips rocking. She gasped with her mouth full, stretching her shoulder helplessly towards his dick like wanting to hold it, then delicately licking the tip with her forked tongue, doubling the amount of tease she could muster. He pushed her head against his groin again, not caring if she gagged or not, thrusting as deep as he could. As he felt himself come close to the end, he stopped abruptly and let her fall on her back. Panic flashed into her eyes as she plummeted backwards on the soft mattress, squirming like a living cube of jell-o.

He knelt and penetrated her without restraint. She moaned so hard that Licorice was woken up from her stupor for a moment, but soon enough fell back into her orgasm induced slumber. With every thrust, she moved back on the sheets and with every pull, she pleaded for it not to be the end. When he finally came, he grabbed her shoulders and pushed her down on his dick, exalted by the touch of her missing limbs in his palms.

By the time he was done, her skin had become covered in sweat. She was panting, moaning, but he knew she could take more. He pulled out to clean her up neatly and pressed his tongue against her clitoris without hesitation. With each of his licks she squirmed harder still, alternating between groaning, yelping, biting her lip, or straight up shouting at him. Desire burned like hot lava inside her, wanting to escape through the limbless corners of her body. She thrashed on the bed like it was on fire, mumbling what he imagined were pleas for him to stop, but he didn’t.

Her inner labias were drenched in their juices, red and swollen. He slid three fingers between them and the thrashing intensified. He smiled as he looked back at her. Sweaty like a marathonian at the 40k mark, eyes sealed shut, heart racing, her breathing almost uncontrollable. As he flicked her clit again, her eyes opened wide and tears flowed down to her temples. Pain and pleasure intertwined as her lower belly started spasming and she looked up to Jesse, now obviously pleading for it to end. He kissed her to taste the serpent tongue once more and penetrated her again, continuing the assault on her femininity, admiring it all. Her stumps, her breasts, her submissiveness.

He reached for the still-vibrating vibrator to the side and smeared her fingers on it, spitting on the tip, and teasing Cocoa’s slit ever more. He pulled out and kissed her one last time, and pushed it inside her all the way up to the flared base.

Through the moans and the screams and the near convulsion movements of her limbless body, Jesse walked away and closed the door behind him. He sat comfortably on the couch, legs raised, ready for his afternoon nap.