Story Tags: [Bodyswap][Cheating][Incest]

This story is being concurrently released by me, drippingink42 (Laura Rice), on other platforms as part of my Falling Heavens Erotica collection. I thought this might be of some interest to people here, let me know what you think of it!

Vanessa stood outside the door to the bedroom, trying to make out the faint noises of the occupants within. To his discomfort, the soft, feminine voices of various pitches had gone silent, and even the gentle sounds of shuffling against the bedding had disappeared. The house was empty, save for Vanessa and the three girls in the bedroom.

His three girls.

He shivered slightly, reveling in the sense that they were not only his, but together, finally.  Still, it wasn't all pleasant. Brooke had stormed off, Noire had called him a disgusting cheater about a dozen times, and Corey... Well, Corey was the one whose life was ruined the most by all of this.

So as well as things were going, they still weren't great. Still, he needed to enter the room, needed to muster the courage and see what was waiting on the other side. With a sudden burst of determination, Vanessa opened the door, letting it swing wide open as his breath was taken away.

There they were. They were all smiling, even Noire, surprisingly. Noire and Corey sat on either side of Brooke, gently stroking her massive round belly. Her bare belly. Vanessa blinked a couple times as he walked into the room, realizing all the girls were mostly undressed. Brooke was wearing her regular underwear, a simple green cotton pair of panties with matching bra, while Noire wore her typical black lace garments and Corey was in cerulean lingerie that matched her eyes.

Vanessa didn't recognize the set that Corey was wearing, only to realize that she must have shopped for them at some point. The thought was strange, as Vanessa realized she had adapted to her new life well enough to shop for lingerie of all things. He chuckled, smirking at the sight before him.

Fuck, it was good to have all of them.

His chuckle alerted the girls in the room to his presence, and they all turned to look at him, regarding him up and down. It was the kind of gaze that seemed to undress him, stripping away his clothes until he was bare before them like a feast for the eyes. "You know," Noire murmured just loud enough for everyone to hear, "We're pretty exposed here, and you're not."

Their eyes glinted with a certain hunger, a fierce desire as though feeding on Vanessa would solve it. He took a step back as the trio of girls got up off the bed and approached him. "Hey, what's going on?"

Corey was suddenly at Vanessa's side, closing the door behind him before he reached it. Her arm was against the door frame as she smirked. She looked about to say something, words on the tip of her tongue, but the moment passed. With a single fluid movement, Corey swept Vanessa off his feet. Her muscles flexed against him, his body held against her firm abs. As he was carried to the bed, Vanessa realized he was getting hard, with only a pair of tight jeans attempting to flatten the bulge and preserve his dignity. Gently, he was laid down on the bed, only for half a dozen hands to start roaming over his form, tugging at his clothes.

"Oh, I think he's ready to go," Noire cooed, her hand cupping the painful erection trapped in his pants.

"No he's not!" Brooke whined softly. "We're all practically naked, why is he all dressed still?"

Corey's voice was soft and gentle. "We can help him with that, let's get him nice and naked."

"Hey, uh, do I get a say in this?" Vanessa's voice was weak and quiet, and for a moment he thought the girls didn't hear him.

"Do you want us to stop?" Corey asked, a serious note in her voice. Vanessa hesitated, feeling uncomfortable. He hadn't given her the chance to stop their first time. He shook his head no, feeling certain that he wanted this. "That's right, I don't think you want to." Corey's intense expression was replaced with a softer, caring expression.

"Go ahead," he whispered. Nearly instantly all three girls were attacking his body, nails gripping clothes and dragging over skin. The sounds of rips filled the air as his shirt was torn to shreds. Vanessa squirmed and writhed as the girls turned their attention to his pants, and while they were unable to tear them off, they were still shucked off and landing on the floor before long.

His erection was tenting his boxers, a significant pole in front of all the girls. Their hands danced around the base, teasing his balls and thighs and crotch. Finally, a pair of hands on each side - Noire and Corey, it seemed - slowly pulled his boxers down. His cock snapped free, smacking Brooke in the face since she was leaning in over it. A streak of precum left its trail down her cheek, catching a glint in the light of the room.

Vanessa looked down at himself, then at the girls surrounding him. "You know, I'm the only one that's naked now. Care to fix that?" He grinned widely, reaching out to stroke along Brooke's side. There was a moment of hesitation in the girls before he added, "You don't have to, though, if you don't want to."

Brooke pressed her front against Noire's, looking up at the gothic woman's golden eyes like a begging puppy. "Can you help me? It's hard to take them off with my belly..." Noire nodded, gingerly wrapping her arms around Brooke without saying a word. As she worked on the redhead's bra clasps, Brooke rested her head on the breasts in front of her. Noire froze for a moment, seemingly at the sudden intimate touch from Brooke, before finishing taking off the garment. Brooke's dainty fingers made quick work of the black lacy bra in front of her, both bras tumbling to the ground. Together, hooking their fingers in each other's panties they shimmied and worked out of their last strap of clothes.

The two girls, different in so many ways - mature and youthful, curvy and petite, raven and redhead - stood side by side, looking at Corey and Vanessa still on the bed. Together, they approached Corey, Noire taking off her bra while Brooke gently slipped away the panties she was wearing. Their hands wandered over her body as they worked, leaving Corey shivering and shuddering. She sank to her knees, joining Brooke where she'd been working on Corey's lower half. Noire joined them, turning to face Vanessa in front of them.

The breath caught in Vanessa's throat as he looked them over. They were eager, they wanted him. He was the object of their desires. He was about to speak, to give some kind of instruction when suddenly they swarmed him. Hands on his ass grabbed and pulled him forward into the semi-circle they had formed. At the same time, fingers - way too many to belong to a single person - teased and stroked over his balls.

It was the lips, though, that drove him wild. He'd had blowjobs before, sure, but Vanessa had never had three girls competing to give him one at the same time. Three sets of lips, sliding up and down his shaft, sucking and kissing at his length. He looked down, seeing all of his girls burrowing their heads together, working intensely to try and get a better taste of him.

Finally, his swollen and throbbing tip popped past someone's lips. Immediately they began sucking, trying to draw forth their reward. Vanessa looked down to see Corey, his former son turned mother, acting like a slut as she sucked the cock in front of her with eagerness. She looked genuinely disappointed when his tip popped out of her mouth, only to be sucked in by Brooke a second later.

It continued like this, back and forth amongst the girls, each with a turn on his shaft. Their salivas had mixed, each tasting each other as much as they tasted him, drinking in the new senses of their strange little orgy. Vanessa watched as Noire sucked him off with the experience that comes from her previous hobby. He throbbed intensely, and looked away for a distraction so he wouldn't finish too quickly.

The area around his cock was becoming too crowded, and the girls seemed to sense that as their faces kept rubbing against each other. Brooke and Corey slipped off to the side, while Noire worked on his dick. They were making out passionately, their hands roamed across each other's bodies, squeezing breasts and hugging each other tightly. It was hot, just as arousing to see as Noire on his cock.

It was too much, too intense. He was about to blow his load at any moment. He tried to pull back, but Noire had too strong of a grip on his ass, and she was ignoring his taps on the head. He groaned, equally in pleasure as in frustration. Vanessa ran his fingers through the short black hair in front of him and gently pulled the girl off his cock, watching her eyes roll back as she moaned from the rough handling, a strand of saliva connecting her black lips to his cock.

The sudden moaning from Noire caught Corey and Brooke's attention, and they were watching to see what happened. "Get on the bed," Vanessa ordered, voice rough and husky from the near orgasm he was fending off. "On your backs, side by side."

Immediately the girls sprang into action, laying on the edge of the bed so that their hips - and pussies - were presented, three pairs of legs reaching down to the floor. Propped up on their arms, all three watched as Vanessa walked back and forth, letting his fingers trail across their hips. From one pelvic bone to another, he examined by touch the details in front of him. They were delicious, in every way.

At the end of the bed was Corey, in Vanessa's old body. The soft and sagging maternal form he had once known was now firm and toned, the efforts of Corey's exercising despite the pregnancy he now carried. Vanessa pressed his cock against Corey's folds, feeling his throbbing tip sink in. With a soft moan, his gaze flicked up to Corey's face. "You're my good girl, mom." Suddenly Corey's sex tightened, as though pulling in his cock. The look in her fluttering eyes gave it away; she was delighted to be called mom. She'd found her role, the mom being fucked by her son. After a couple more gentle insertions, Vanessa pulled out, leaving Corey panting but not fully satisfied.

Vanessa went over to Brooke, who was next on the bed. While he had fucked Corey more gently and lovingly, he pushed into Brooke like he had to, like a need possessed him. The wet fluids from Corey's pussy made it easy to slip in, tainting and mixing with Brooke's own.The redhead moaned lewdly, a pair of fingers slipping down to her clit to start furiously masturbating. Vanessa leaned in, fucking her as he spoke. "You're my good girl too, Brooke, my little girlfriend." The squeal of pleasure that escaped her throat sounded giddy, almost high. It was complimented only a few thrusts later by an equally intense groan of displeasure as Vanessa popped out of her womanhood.

Finally, at the head of the bed was Noire. Vanessa ran his fingers over her body, cupping her breasts gently and stroking along her pale and slightly rounded belly. She hardly reacted, looking disinterested. Vanessa smirked, ramming his cock in with an intensity he had saved for Noire in particular. He slammed his hips against hers, his hands reaching up and pinching and twisting swollen pink nipples. Even despite the sloppy state of his cock fucking her, Noire cried out, her hips humping against his. Perhaps it was even because of the mixture of Corey's and Brooke's juices that she was so turned on. "Even though you're my good girl too, Noire, my first, I still owe you for the cafe the other day." He leaned in, smirking. His cock head slammed against her cervix, and Noire's eyes rolled back at the sensation. A few more intense slams of his hips later he pulled out and let go of her, letting her recover.

"Now, who wants my cum?" He grinned wide, stroking his slippery and messy shaft as it throbbed, precum invisibly mixing with the multiple different juices on him. Noire, barely recovering from the intensity of her fucking, managed to look almost offended that he could cum in her. Vanessa knew she'd be standoffish, at least at first. That was fine. He glanced at Corey, who couldn't hide that she wanted it, but still looked sheepish and uncertain. That only left one person; Brooke. She was eager, she was hungry. The lust in her eyes was palpable, radiating through the space between them. Brooke it was, then.

Vanessa stepped forward once, twice, close enough his cock was pressing against her slit. She hadn't stopped rubbing her clit, her breathing catching occasionally as she got close to her own orgasm but held off. Vanessa sank into her pussy easily, the warm canal familiar. It'd become the one he'd spent the most time in, though who knew how that would change going forward.

Only a couple strokes were needed before Vanessa exploded, spraying thick and hot cum deep into Brooke's depths. The petite girl whimpered and shuddered, crying out as an orgasm overtook her body. Her hands flew out to her sides, and surprisingly, Corey and Noire held them, squeezing them as she orgasmed. If anything, her climax was higher than ever, leaving her dazed and babbling soft nonsense even after Vanessa pulled out. He staggered back, leaning against the wall to watch his girls while he recovered.

Noire was staring at the creampie that was dribbling out of Brooke's tight slit, unable to look away from what had been left behind. Vanessa weakly gestured at it. "Go ahead, have a taste," he called out, grinning. Noire didn't even look up to acknowledge him before diving in. After a few awkward moments of leaning over and around Brooke's swollen belly, Noire clambered to straddle the girl's petite chest, diving her head straight forward and down to eat out the messy pussy upside down. Loud, messy slurping sounds filled the room as her tongue slipped in and scooped out anything it could while black lipstick smeared on Brooke's sex. Vanessa glanced over at Corey, who was staring at Noire enraptured. Even as Noire climbed off, satisfied with the amount of cum she'd procured that was still in her mouth, Corey couldn't help but to keep her gaze on her, especially on her lips.

Before Noire could swallow, though, Corey had leaned over his former girlfriend and gently guided Noire's mouth to her own. The pair made out, swapping cum and pussy juice back and forth, their passionate tongue fucking causing some to slip out of their mouth and dribble onto the pregnant belly below them. After a long, intense moment they broke the kiss, both licking their lips with a delighted expression in their eyes that quickly turned to look at Vanessa.

They were staring at him. No, at his cock. Brooke had managed to prop herself up on the bed, leaning against the wall at the head of the bed. Noire and Corey got up, leading Vanessa back to the bed to lay down on his back, erection pointed at the ceiling. He tried to sit up, but the girls all pushed him back down. "It's our turn, let us have you now." The tone in Noire's voice was strange and insistent, but he couldn't argue with it. With a sort of confidence that only she could pull off, Noire straddled his hips and sank down on his cock, letting it spear deep inside of her as she moaned.

Then she gave a look at Corey, and Vanessa tried to figure out what they were communicating. It didn't take long to piece it together, with Corey climbing onto the bed and putting her legs on either side of Vanessa's head. The two girls were facing each other, holding hands at their waists. A slight nod from Noire was the signal to Corey to lower her crotch onto Vanessa's face.

For a split second, all he could feel was fear racing through his body, every nerve alight as he realized his oxygen was cut off. The fear subsided though, as Corey rocked back and forth, letting in precious gulps of fresh air to Vanessa. He understood what he was to do, though, and began eating out the pussy in front of his lips. His tongue swirled over the labia pressing against him like a strange kiss, before diving in and flicking against the swollen nub that throbbed for attention.

Corey and Noire were moaning, and in one of his few moments of visibility Vanessa could see them fondling each other, playing with each other's bodies while their womanhoods were pleasured by their man beneath them. They bucked and rode atop him, grinding their sexes into him as they writhed in pleasure. Another glimpse showed them making out above him.

It didn't take long for Noire to tense up, her sex gripping and milking Vanessa's length as she came. Almost immediately it was followed by a sweet gush of juices into his mouth, as Corey finished from his efforts. The two girls, after a brief moment, slid off of Vanessa, letting him have a full breath of air for the first time in several minutes.

The trio laid panting on the bed, even as Brooke rejoined them from her own orgasmic haze and laid down across Vanessa's chest. For several minutes, they were quiet, save for the sounds of their deep breathing. It was peaceful, drifting through the pleasurable haze they were in.

Corey snuggled closer, whispering in Vanessa's ear. "This is silly but... you've finished in everyone but me..." Her entire face was red with a blush, and she fidgeted with a corner of the bedding that had been shoved around in the lovemaking. She struggled to make eye contact, her gaze flicking to Vanessa before darting away.

A wide, but exhausted grin stretched across Vanessa's face. "You want your turn? Hands and knees, on the bed." He'd spoken loud enough for all of them to hear, and Brooke and Noire shifted to the end of the bed that was less occupied. Corey looked shocked but nodded dumbly, getting up onto all fours with her rear end exposed to Vanessa as he stood next to the bed.

He took a moment, running his fingers over her sex. This was likely as close as he'd ever get to it again, since the odds of being in that body were slim to none. Instead, he'd have to cherish it from the outside. He drank in the details, the folds, the creases, the exact shape of his former clit. With a soft shake of his head he doubted any of the girls noticed, he lined up his cock. He thought about giving a warning, but it wasn't necessary. Already Corey was pushing her hips back at Vanessa, grinding them and popping his bulbous tip into her sex.

Vanessa gave a low rumbling and grabbed hold of her hips, slamming himself deep into her. Over and over again he filled and stretched her, and she let out whimpers of pained pleasure. Distantly Vanessa could feel the similarities to their first time - the aggression, the passion, the intensity - but now, this time, they were both enjoying it. They actually both wanted it. His fingers dug into her hips, holding her to him as he let her feel his full length inside her, pressing against her deepest spots.

With a glance to his other girls, Vanessa felt even more satisfied. Brooke had curled up to Noire, who was stroking the redhead against her chest. Brooke looked up at Noire with pleading eyes, and after what was clearly prolonged consideration, Noire sighed and kissed Brooke on the lips. The brief kiss grew longer and longer, turning into a makeout session. The sight left Vanessa's cock throbbing inside of Corey.

He resumed his eager, near-violent fucking of his mom, slamming his dick so hard into her that they were both groaning and gasping. Corey started to tremble, her arms giving out and collapsing her into the bed. The sheets barely muffled her loud moaning, the sound filling the room as she shook from her orgasm. Vanessa couldn't help himself, the sight before him so arousing that he shot his seed into her pussy.

Vanessa staggered back, chest heaving as he gulped down air as he reached the wall and sank to the ground. By the time his senses had returned, he saw all his girls sitting on the edge of the bed, watching him. "I need a break," he groaned, shaking his head. After three times in a row, he had to admit he wasn't some porn actor, he had his limits.

But the girls just laughed, and shook their heads. "We're just getting started," Noire cooed, her hands resting on both Corey and Brooke's thighs. "You wanted three girls crazy about you? Well, you have to keep all three of us satisfied. Something tells me you won't be getting much sleep tonight!"