Chapter 180 (To synchronize with CHYOA the number is the same as last chapters) - Actual For a horny young woman, kissing is an addiction. (Patreon)

“So, for starters I will raise your Libido to 10,” John explained, opening her status as he did. “Aclysia agreed to have her Libido raised to 25 in the future, so we will maybe increase yours -if you want to- once we find out what exactly that does. Okay?” “Just do it already,” Momo said pulling at her cheek, slightly alienated by her new elasticity.

With Refined Body II the silicone she was made off was the standard kind, not that that was a problem. John had willingly fucked Aclysia before she got her materials to make her from a 10/10 to a 10+/10. ‘I might have a thing for Asians,’ John realized, thinking about how not only his girlfriend was a half Japanese, but both of his artificial spirits were Asian looking. With Aclysia that was no surprise, she had been created from an A2 figurine after all, but with Momo it was pure coincidence. ‘Ah, whatever, they are all pretty hot,’ John thought his shallow thoughts, not for the first he admitted that he was fine with being shallow. Getting the sexy girls was the dream, and he was living it. 

Back to Momo however. He had 20 Stat points for her. Her focus remained to provide everyone else in the group with mana, so raising Wisdom and Intellect was the sensible thing. Therefore, he put 10 points in Intellect, declaring it his goal to push that to 150 for her, and 10 in Libido. Unlike how he did it back in the day with Aclysia he didn’t put in one point after another, Momo didn’t seem all to keen to wait any longer. On the contrary, she looked more like she wanted to just get it over with, which made her similar to Aclysia’s impatient writhing at her creator’s side. The motivations for the two of them varied wildly, hower. John smirked, he would be happy to tease Momo in a minute.

The change was instant. Momo suddenly took a deep breath, the way she looked at John and Aclysia changed ever so subtly, adding a new kind of interest to the annoyed light in her eyes. Her fingers, previously relaxed and still, started fidgeting, her whole body following suit a moment later. Momo raised her hand and gently tugged the tip of a strand of hair. In response it seemed to become finer, reacting to the, perhaps unconscious, wish to be more attracitve. Her skin seemed to clean up a bit as well, not that is was dirty or rough before, it just got a few finishing touched applied to it until it was worthy of a photo-shoot for Victoria’s Secret.

“Okay, this feels…interesting,” Momo carefully formulated, her eyes darting to her sisters naked form over and over again, despite her best efforts to no stare. “Don’t be shy, Momo,” Aclysia encouraged her, “Get naked too, a nude form is quiet relaxing.” “I don’t exactly have one of those, sister,” the artificial support answered and looked down on her poncho-wearing self. “This is how I always looked.” “I will give the knowledge to you,” Aclysia promised and rose from the bed.

Knowing exactly that John was starring at her ass, with the same intensity one would marvel at an art-piece of timeless character (which was exactly what the female physique was in John’s humble opinion) Aclysia walked over to Momo, hips swinging. Momo waited for that knowledge to arrive, keeping her mind open, allowing everyone who wanted to tab in. 

What she didn’t expect, was for Aclysia to gently run her hand over her left cheek, and to the back of her head, the same repeated a moment later with her other side. Momo didn’t even realize how she instinctively nestled against her sister’s palms, how a new kind of yearning awoke and was immediately sated by the shining emerald green of Aclysia’s eyes. Those eyes, Momo couldn’t help but get lost in them. Only distantly did Momo realize Aclysia’s luscious, pale-red lips opening, even farther away was her realization that her own opened as well. 

The first meeting was like a warm ray of sunlight upon her lips. Momo didn’t possess the Inner Fire that her sister had, didn’t expect how that’d be a thing she would ever be sad about. At the same time there was something unique in being filled with the warmth, radiating from the guardian. A warmth that intensified with each passing moment, and filled her to the core as Aclysia carefully pulled her closer and probed with her tongue. Momo willingly met her and their kiss bloomed into a wild exchange of heat and saliva, the artificial support, for the first time, realized what she had been missing out on. Information and instructions filled Momo’s thoughts, but she pushed them to her instincts, just following whatever Aclysia wanted. Her own interest lay within her lips, twirled around her tongue. Momo felt a tingle between her legs, only growing in intensity, urging her to make out more with her sister.

John watched it all, Aclysia carefully turned Momo so that he could have a good side view of the scene. From the moment Aclyisa’s lips met the light-pink of her sister’s lips, to where her hands let go of Momo’s head and explored downwards, John could see it all. Momo mirrored her sister’s motions, her paper white hands gliding over Aclysia’s fair skin and copying whatever she felt, combining it with what she was learning through Aclysia’s thoughts. From her neck down to her ass, Momo touched up her sister with increasingly greedy motions. What started as a shy probing of her older sister’s shoulders, ended in a shameless cupping of her arse. The lower she got, the more of the clothes that had made up her outer layer disappeared and made way for her new, naked form.

When the transformation had reached the artificial supports toes, Aclysia folded her hands behind Momo’s hips. The support had her hands at the exact same place a moment later. They broke the kiss. Both of them turned towards John in a synchronized movement. The Gamer hadn’t been motionless, pulling his clothes into his inventory as he watched, he was now as naked as the two of them were. Aclysia smiled, where Momo was enraptured by the sight of John’s naked form. This was far from the first time Momo had seen him naked, however, it was the first time she was actually interested in what she was seeing. 

John was scanning her as well, her skin was absolutely pale, being a contestant for marble, and being inspired by her sister’s form the two of them had very similar, bottom-heavy bodies. Beautiful, bountiful booty, that’s what John was looking at here, his eyes moved upwards. Where Aclysia had small tits, Momo had almost none at all, having either chosen or instinctively having gone with an A-Cup. She was flat, but not completely, there was a bit of breast that curved from her white skin, with pale pink nipples at the centre. John could have had her change that, but, and this was a rather crude thought, he didn’t have an A-Cup in his harem yet. Therefore, he decided that Momo was sexy enough as she stood before him, which was true even without a big chest. 

“Come, Momo,” Aclysia purred and now stepped towards the bed. Momo followed after a moment of hesitation. The older sister sat down between John’s opened legs, leaving enough room to her right for the younger sister to kneel down at her side. “This is master’s cock,” Aclysia explained, her velvety hands wrapping around John’s dick. The Gamer didn’t say a word, just sighed in the awakening pleasure in his already rock hard cock, and let Aclysia take the lead over Momo’s initiation.

“And? Doesn’t seem that great to me,” Momo stated. “Can we kiss again? I liked that more.” John smirked, he was happy that she hadn’t lost her bashfulness. Despite her comment, Momo still followed each of Aclysia’s movements with keen interest. 

“Sure, we can, but only if we serve master at the same time,” the older sister purred and licked the awaiting boner in front of her, just a short one, from below the head, to the slit at the end. Aclysia’s tongue circled around the head for a moment, then lowered her mouth and took him in. Her soft lips wrapped around his dick, she sucked him deeper. To rhythmic motions of her hands, messaging the base of his shaft, she got down to the halfway point, remained there, pushed his sensitive points with her tongue. Months apart had taken none of her skill, after playing with his cock for a few more moments she sunk down all the way, moaning even as he entered her throat. Even though she got no physical pleasure out of the act, serving John was Aclysia’s first nature and seeing him enjoy her services, feeling his hard cock pulsating inside her, that was enough to get her honeypot flowing. She would have loved to continue, milk John of his delicious load and serve him throughout the night, but she had to initiate her younger sister, and, like with anything else, she would see her duty through.

Aclysia’s mouth pumped back and forth, with circular motions adding to the pleasure, but she didn’t stay all the way down. Instead, she slowly back away as she kept pleasuring her master. Then she pulled back completely, even her hand, previously keeping his cock aligned with her mouth, retracted.

“Now it’s your turn,” Aclysia whispered in Momo’s ear. The soft words send shiver’s of joy thought her. Looking at the phallic object in front of her had a bit of a different effect. It was interesting looking, not exactly tasty however. Sucking on that just to pleasure her creator? A weird thought, yet weirdly…enticing. 

Momo raised a white eyebrow, but finally obeyed. Carefully she echoed Aclysia’s actions, taking a gentle old of his shaft, licking the head and then taking him inside. Unsure about her actions, she was about to pull back, having barely taken in the head when a grunt from John and a whisper from her sister spurred her on. “Master enjoys this, don’t stop now,” Aclysia assured her and reached for Momo’s pussy with her right hand. 

It was the first time somebody touched the newly formed part of her body, and she was not prepared for the sensitivity that it had. Cock still in her mouth, Momo moaned out when she felt the crackling bliss that spread through her body, from that place between her legs that Aclysia touched. The guardian knew exactly where to gently rub, where to flick and at what tempo to insert her fingers to get the result she wanted. She hadn’t been able to serve the master these past months, but the experience she got with the mistress helped her greatly in this moment. The moans of Momo were muffled by John’s dick, laying still in her mouth, the Gamer being content just enjoying the vibrations and watch.

“Don’t stop,” Aclysia repeated her whisper. Finally, Momo, having been too lost in her own pleasure to move her head, obeyed her older sister. Slowly she sucked John deeper, unsure what to think about this hard, meaty phallus invading her mouth, and then, before she knew what she was doing, her throat. As an artificial spirit she was missing any sort of gag reflex, but that didn’t mean that it didn’t feel weird when John’s dick rested inside her. She had let him invade her and the only thing that stopped her from going further was the lack of further dick. 

“Good girl,” Aclysia commented, rubbing Momo’s clit, kissing her on the cheek. “Now, slide your mouth back and forth, master won’t be pleasured just by your deepthroat.” That wasn’t completely true, John loved being balls-deep in her tight, vibrating throat, but when Momo started moving, whatever comment he might have had was silenced. The artificial support was a quick learner, no wonder with her Intellect and Wisdom, and quickly picked up on how to best pleasure him, which was a skill she would desperately need in the coming years. 

Aclysia didn’t stay inactive, instead going to pleasure John whenever she saw an opening. When Momo slid back and John’s shaft was exposed to the air, Aclysia’s mouth was ready to caress him with kisses. When the younger sister had him all the way down in her throat again, Aclysia worshipped his balls with gentle motions, fondling and sucking them. 

John felt how he was coming ever closer to orgasm. Just before he reached the point of no return, Momo stopped and pulled back. “I would much rather kiss again,” she complained. “You sure you don’t want to be called Mono?” John poked fun at her, slightly annoyed, having just been denied his orgasm. “With you apparently having a kissing addiction.” The artificial support ignored him, having only eyes for Aclysia. “We do nothing that doesn’t please master,” Aclysia said with sternness in her eyes, then adding in a softer purr, “but I know a compromise.” 

Aclysia put her mouth on the right side of his well-lubricated dick, slobbering over the hard shaft, her tongue messaging his length. Quickly understanding, Momo took the opposite side and John found himself, or rather his dick, stuck between wrestling tongues and luscious lips, glossy from saliva and his pre-cum. 

He had been close before but now there was no holding back. “I am cumming,” he warned. Not that it was necessary, they both could read his surface thoughts and Aclysia had noticed the tightening of his balls and the quivering of his shaft already. When the load came rushing out of his dick Aclysia was in place, readily had all of his shot into her mouth as she sucked on his head. Gathering all of it, she played with his balls, had Momo keep working his shaft to milk him of all his seed. Only when she pressed the last bit from the head did she pull back. 

Pressing her mouth right onto Momo’s, a mere moment later. Her white eyes opened wide, a scene not unfamiliar, as she tasted his delicious spunk for the first time. Carried to heaven by that delicious taste and the satisfaction of feeling Aclysia’s lips on hers again, Momo moaned heavily, pressed her crotch against Aclysia’s still working hand, and her first ever orgasm rocked through her. Body tensing, tongue whirling, sight hazy, she was lost in the moment and was like patty in the more experienced hands of John and Aclysia.

Momo only came back to herself when she was pulled into the bed, the sweet aftertaste of her creator’s seed still in her mouth. There was a moment of confusion, then she realized where she was, lying, looking at the ceiling, John kneeling a bit away from her, holding his solid shaft. Her creator was very happy with the display in front of him. Aclysia was lying on her back, Momo on top of her, chest towards the ceiling. With the older sister’s hands caressing her flat breasts, and the pale pink nipples at the centre, Momo was lost in sighs of pleasure. She was watching John coming closer, dick in hand. She had no illusions about what was coming next. 

“Don’t worry,” Aclysia whispered into her ear, “it feels very good.” Momo bit her lower lip, she didn’t doubt that but she was still anxious. Feelings so clear, that John couldn’t have looked away from them if he wanted to, entered his mind. Lust, desire, nervousness, a bit of anger about having lost control over the situation entirely, fear, the question what this next step would be like. “I’ll be gentle,” John promised as he aligned his dick with her wet pussy and then eased himself inside. 

After all he had been through, the feeling of fucking a cold pussy was nothing new. That wasn’t to say that she felt lifeless, that was just as untrue as saying that fucking Undine or Sylph would have felt lifeless. The walls tightening around him, the constant stream of wetness, the folds of her pussy quivering as Momo moaned, the invading phallus rubbing on sensitive places, the supporter hadn’t even been aware she had until this point, all this was just like a humans, she was only missing the warmth that Aclysia or Rave possessed. 

‘Which reminds me,’ John thought and pulled the earlier ordered dildo from his inventory. He used Possession on it. Pulling out of Momo until only the tip was inside her, he lowered the dick-shaped object, rubbed it along Aclysia’s glistening pussy lips. “Master, mhm, what are you doing?” gasped the starved artificial guardian. “Can’t leave you completely on your own while I take care of Momo, can I?” he asked and pushed the dildo inside just as he thrusted back into Momo. 

Using and old trick, he made the object vibrate using his possession. He couldn’t move it, or even feel pleasure from it, but it was leagues better than just leaving Aclysia hungry while Momo was getting the full course. Slamming into the support over and over, a duet of gasps and moans filled the room. 

John put his hands on her hips to thrust into Momo with more force. The bed creaked under his repeated thrusts, but that was by far the quietest noise that echoed through the room, the slapping of their hips, the moans of Aclysia and lastly the shouts of Momo, all largely outdid that slight noise. And all of these noises were beautiful to John’s ears.

“Do you enjoy it?” Aclysia wanted to know, nibbling on Momo’s ear. The support kept quiet, aside from the continued, “Aaaaah,” and “Oooh”’s of course. “Do you enjoy it?” John repeated, pulling back and then slamming his whole length into her in a single thrust. “YES!” she yelped. 

“Really?” John asked, repeating the spiel. This time her answer was delayed by a howl of pleasure. “For sisters sake, YES!” Momo, answered after having calmed down, “I enjoy -mhm- you fucking meeee,” her words were interrupted by her voice unloading the pleasure her body couldn’t handle, caused by John and Aclysia stimulating various parts of her body. “You and your fat cock,” Momo complained, “and your even fatter ego, just fuck me.” 

“You are forgetting something, Momo,” Aclysia reprimanded and gave John a mental signal to stop. That left the artificial support confused, as all stimulation suddenly vanished. “Wait, what?” Momo cried out, her eyes dull with lust. Aclysia pinched her left nipple, rolled it between her fingers. Momo tensed up and breathed heavily, a heavy groan escaping her closed teeth. So close to her second orgasm was she, that even this little stimulation was like an electrical current rocking through her body. The supports pussy quivered all around John, who rested deep inside her.

“You are forgetting a single word, say it,” the older sister demanded, gently biting Momo’s earlobe. John finally understood where this was going and smirked. He pulled out of Momo, slowly grinding his dick along her labia, careful to not push inside or make her cum, only having her on the edge of orgasm. “Say it, Momo,” he demanded.

“Oh, oh you two are the worst,” Momo groaned, in frustration, in pleasure, when she understood. “Please, master, fuck me,” she said in the angriest tone she could muster. “Not good enough,” Aclysia stated, both of them kept teasing her. Bad news for John, he wasn’t sure how much longer he himself could keep this up; every time Aclysia did as much as touch one of Momo’s sensitive areas, her pussy quivered and tightened. Would he cum first or would Momo stop being so stubborn?

It was the latter. “FINE!” she howled out suddenly, “MASTER, please stick your dick into me, please make me climax with that hard cock of yours.” Her tone was still a bit angry, but mostly desperate and willing to do whatever it might take to finally taste relief. ‘Good enough,’ John thought. Aclysia didn’t stop him when he pulled back and hammered into Momo. Only a few more thrusts, then he felt his balls tighten, he delayed his orgasm for only a moment longer, as the support underneath him did the same, both of them waiting for a point where willpower became null and void, only pleasure would remain. With one last pull back he was done, and so was she. 

His dick flew from her pussy and unloaded loads over loads of white semen over her stomach. The first few spurts even flew all the way to Momo’s flat chest, where Aclysia’s greedy hands were still pleasuring her sister, even as the supports back arched upwards, hew whole body tense. Without a thought, Aclysia scooped up what semen she found and guided it to her mouth, sucking her fingers clean with slurping noises. The taste sent the guardian, the dildo still vibrating in her pussy, into an orgasm of her own, albeit weaker than the one her master and sister were experiencing, she fuelled it further by opening her mind and becoming part of their pleasure.

But John wasn’t that easily satisfied, not with the Libido and Endurance he had amassed. Still cumming, he managed to align himself with Momo’s cunt once more. He slammed into Momo a final time her walls tensed up further, her body completely wrecked by all the pleasure assaulting her mind, and wrung the remaining semen from his dick with her incredible tightness. Splattering the inside of her pussy white, he came deep into her pussy. The trio they moaned in delight as their individual orgasms, melted into one, slowly subsided.

By the end of it Momo was knocked out. Perhaps it was the edging at the end, or the sheer inexperience, but the support couldn’t go on. John and Aclysia could however. “You still owe me four orgasms,” the white-haired guardian stated, her eyes reflecting her prolonged desire even while her face stayed straight. Momo rolled off the duo and just lied down. “Damn perverts everywhere,” she mumbled while the other two went at it again.