#27
Regaining consciousness was always an odd sensation. No matter how brief the sleep, it felt like time had stretched unnaturally long, as though you’d been gone for ages.
There was a jarring gap between then and now—a strange break in the flow of awareness. The events from the night before didn’t surface like something recent, but more like a memory pulled from the distant past.
It wasn’t immediate. It came in fragments, like trying to remember what you did yesterday rather than moments ago. You had to sift through the fog of waking, stumbling toward something that could remind you of where you’d been and what had happened.
So, when William woke up to find a mouth wrapped around his dick, he wasn’t sure who it was. His first thought was that it was his mother with whom he had slept the previous night.
“That’s good, Mom.” he breathed out, and instantly, the tongues -wait, tongues?- His sleep-fogged mind managed to stop their movements.
When he rubbed his heavy eyelids and looked at his crotch, he found the source of the feeling.
“Good morning, Master Will.”
There she was, the pretty maid who was currently serving the house, Evelyn. When she heard him gasp in surprise, Evelyn looked up at him with a gentle smile. His underwear was pulled down to his knees, and his morning wood was held firmly in her hand.
“Good morning…what are you doing?”
“Helping you with your little problem, of course. I came to wake you and found you were already hard. And what kind of servant would I be if I did not try to help you relieve some of your problems? …Ahm, hmmm…”
Evelyn acted like this was a perfectly normal thing to be doing as she took the penis head into her mouth. Her warm saliva and rough tongue wrapped around his penis, and the shock ran through his sleepy body.
“Ahh! I, is that so…?”
His rod was twitching with pleasure, and it was already soaked with saliva, so she must have been sucking it for a while already.
“Should I stop?”
“N, no… please continue.” William hurriedly said. “It was good.”
“Thank you for your praise~” Evelyn gulped, before smiling happily. She then wrapped her mouth back around his cock, looking up at him with those big, beautiful green eyes of hers as if she wanted him to praise her.
He would. William smiled gratefully and softly ran his fingers through her hair. Still, it felt amazing! He could not help but moan loudly while feeling incredibly good. Not to mention her two or three tongues, which is very unexpected – is she a mutated human as well? – She also has skills and techniques that his mother or sisters lack.
“You’re so skillful… have you done this before?” William asked. He looked at her and placed his thumb on her lips, which she immediately started sucking.
“Hmm, hm? I’ve been taught how to please a man as part of my training. Although this is the first time I’ve done it with a man, did I perhaps do it incorrectly?”
“N, no. As I said, it feels excellent!”
And William was not just saying it to be polite. She did have three tongues, something he had only known for the first time.
“So you also have a mutation, Evelyn?”
“Yes, I hope it doesn’t gross you, Master Will.”
“No, and rather than being grossed out, they feel good.”
Evelyn looked at him in joy upon hearing that.
“Is that so?” she asked. “I’m happy you think so.”
She was licking and sucking it happily, like a woman tasting the sweetest candy in the world. She moved like a girl who had just reviewed blowjob tips and tricks before she started sucking, and she hummed softly, a gentle tune almost like a lullaby.
The vibration softly coaxed his cock, rubbing it up with her hands where they rested on the bottom of her mouth. Inside her mouth, her tongues were working over what of his cock was in her mouth. Some twisted along the tip, making a curling, circular motion; others simply played with the ring of his cockhead where it popped in, circling it.
He could even feel one tongue slithering out past her lower lip, stroking along the underside of his length and making his whole dick feel fantastic, twitching in her mouth.
“Nh…suck…you are so hard this morning…nh, ahm, slurp…and it’s twitching too…such a fantastic cock…” Her plump lips stroked the shaft, and she intensely sucked at the sensitive head.
“Ah, hh…that’s too much…”
Partially because it had been so unexpected, he could not fight the urge to ejaculate as it took over his entire body.
The tip of her tongue crawled from the base to the head as if licking off the precum flowing from the tip, and an obscenely wet sound rang throughout the room as it mixed with the saliva in her mouth.
“Slurp, nbh…please cum when you are ready…”
His reactions must have told her he was close because she looked up at him with damp green eyes and prompted him to ejaculate.
“Ahh, I’m cumming! Ahhhhh~~~”
The passionate tongue caress to his penis so soon after waking up brought him to climax quite easily.
“Nnh! Nn, nh… Wow, there’s so much…mnh, slurp, slurp…it won’t fit in my mouth…”
Evelyn’s eyebrows moved for a moment, but she soon composed her expression. Then she audibly swallowed all the semen filling her mouth as if that were the only acceptable option.
Even after he had finished ejaculating, Evelyn sucked at his rod to take care of the cum remaining in his urethra. The thorough cleanup blowjob brought such incredible pleasure that he felt like she was sucking out every last drop contained in his balls.
He had cum so much last night, but she had just milked out even more this morning.
“…Slurp, how did you enjoy my mouth?”
“It was amazing~”
Evelyn smiled happily.
“Do you want me to continue?” she said and began removing her maid uniform.
However, just as she was about to remove it completely, the door opened.
“Oh, there you are, Evelyn.” his mother appeared. “I need your help in the kitchen.”
Evelyn felt disappointed. However, true to her profession, she didn’t mutter a single complaint and just replied while buttoning her maid uniform again, “Understood, Madam.”
“Oh, William, you’re awake. Good morning, dear.”
“Good morning, Mom.” William greeted back.
“I’ll help you some other time, then, master William.” Evelyn bowed her head to him before turning around and walking toward the door.
“Yes, thank you, Evelyn.”
Allison, knowing what he wanted, smirked teasingly.
“I still have something to do, dear. Go to your sisters if you want that dealt with,” Allison said with a sly smirk as she walked off, her laugh trailing behind her like a mischievous breeze.
William stood frozen, brow twitching.
“She did that on purpose,” he muttered under his breath.
It was becoming a pattern—and not a subtle one.
For the past week, the atmosphere inside the house had shifted in ways he could hardly believe. Everything had grown warmer, heavier, sexier, like the air itself carried tension he couldn’t shake.
The atmosphere in the house had grown past lustful and turned feral. Even Evelyn, who usually just pretends as if she didn’t know anything and just does her work, started to wake him up with a blow job, and if she wanted more, even a boob job. Although nothing past that had happened yet.
His sisters, too. As long as Daniela is at home, she will always cling to him, showering him with love and attention. Celestina is a bit more reserved compared to Daniela, but she, too, would not hesitate to show her love.
Although the greatest difference is her attire. She would now wander in the house in oversized tank tops that hung just a little too loosely. Sometimes, she would even walk around the house topless without a care. Julia doesn’t need to be said. She’s a perverted bunny who could not stop clinging to him whenever she came visiting. Although it seems like her and Celestina’s relationship is still going better.
Then there was Allison.
His mother changed the most.
Ever since she realized that William wouldn’t push her away, she began to treat their relationship like something unspoken—but understood. That it was natural. Her claim to him, that is.
She sought him out when she felt like it, with little regard for timing. It didn’t matter if it was during breakfast or while he was reading in the living room. When the mood struck her, she’d take his hand, whisper something in his ear, and lead him away. The way she looked at him—it was hunger, yes, but it was something else too. Something possessive. Something claiming.
Contrary to before, she would not even hesitate to flirt and cuddle with him in front of her other children. Not like they have the right to complain when they are doing the same thing.
In exchange, Allison took every opportunity to shower him with gifts, always under the guise of him being a good boy and son, and William took everything she gave him with the purest of smiles and the sincerest of thanks. No matter how expensive it was, she would buy it for him the next day.
He didn’t want to take advantage, of course. He was the type of person who would like to spend his own money, rather than spend other people’s money. However, unfortunately, in this world, he didn’t have a job. And to make things worse, there was nothing praiseworthy in his room. His room needed a makeover.
His room didn’t have anything that interested him- a room with a simple style, borderline feminine, if you include the dresses, posters, underwear, and lingerie. Yeah, he almost had a heart attack when he dug deeper into his wardrobe.
This room needs a makeover!
But a total makeover needed a lot of money. ‘
He had a savings account. Strangely enough, however, there’s little money there that you’ll find weird. He asked a bit and knew that his mom would often send money into his account, and we’re talking about an ample amount of money. Allison was never frugal about his allowance. His allowance alone could match two of his sisters’ allowances combined.
So why does he have no money?
Well, the most probable answer, and probably correct, was the fact that this money was spent buying idol merchandise, clothes, makeup, and hanging out and shopping with his friends. That is why he doesn’t have much money right now.
Although he also acted like this in his previous life, he did not do so as much. He doesn’t spend his hard-earned money on merchandise or clothes, not to mention makeup. He spends his money on things he deems necessary or those he truly wants. He also has hobbies, playing games, upgrading his computer, and listening to music.
And this room is way below his standard.
William started to plan how his room would look.
First, the wallpaper needs to be changed. He is not a designer, nor is he confident about his aesthetics, but who cares what others think is good? He’s the one living here, and all that he needs to do is follow what he wants. Paint the walls oceanic blue or white. That’s much better.
The cabinet and bed… can stay. The stuff toys too. They can add some life to the room. But these idol merchandises need to go away. The posters are not even cool. Why do they look like gays posing as a band? Why colorful outfits? With feathers? With frills? Not like he has anything against them, but not on my wall.
The clothes as well… almost his entire wardrobe consists of frills and crop tops. This guy dislikes women, but damn acts like one.
Again, though, all these plans needed a lot of money.
Fortunately, that’s one click away.
Just by acting cute, Allison happily funded his plans. Although she’s confused about the sudden need for renovation. But as long as he wants it, there’s nothing she cannot and will not do.
In any case, either it was the world’s strange setting, or a magical something is at play, no one seems to care about these changes- aside from him. They didn’t talk about it, and neither did the others. No one questioned it. The entire household just moved in quiet rhythms of affection and shared space, as though it were the most natural thing in the world.
There were no arguments, no labels, no declarations of ownership. Just a strange, delicate balance between them. It was very peaceful to the point that it was surreal. To be honest, William did expect some bloodshed between his sisters and mother. Or at least some argument as to who will sleep with whom. Unexpectedly, they were more civil than he had imagined.
Still, William can’t do anything about it even if he feels that something is wrong. After all, in the end, he was the one who got the benefits and is enjoying it.
It’s just that everything seems so convenient, that he is certain a powerful hand is at play.
Or is it?
Realizing the fact that everything was surreal, in the first place, coming to this world, which should have been deemed impossible, William can only sigh. Just who is the one responsible for this? The God? The Devil?
William shook his head and decided to just let it flow. No sense in trying to think about it when there’s nothing he can do about it in the first place.
