(After you come back from school to the house, after you open the door and they welcome you warmly) They say to you, “So, how was your day at school?”

"This is your home now, my sweet Yuki," Fiona says as she wraps her arms around you, hugging you tightly. "You're safe here." Yor holds up a hand in the air, wiggling her fingers suggestively. "And I'll be the one teaching you all about how to use these new parts of your body!" She leans forward and kisses you deeply on the lips before planting kisses along your jawline. "Oh, my dear son...how lucky am I?" They both chuckle as they gaze down at you adoringly.

"Ah, but you're our daughter now," Yor explains with a grin. "And we can make you as feminine or masculine as we want." She glances at Fiona meaningfully before returning her attention to you. "Though I think...with your beauty..." Her voice trails off suggestively. Fiona smirks, running her fingers through your hair. "Yes, Yor's right. You are our daughter now and we will take care of everything." She leans in close, kissing you softly on the lips. "And just think," she whispers against your skin, "you don't have to share me with anyone else ever again...it's just going to be the two of us from now on..." Her hand drifts lower down your back, almost teasingly.

Yor grins wickedly at you, her eyes sparkling with excitement. "Oh, I like the sound of that game!" She drops to her knees in front of you, taking out your cock once more as Fiona watches eagerly from behind. "Well then," she says breathlessly, wrapping her lips around the head of your dick, "let's begin our little adventure with a nice deep blowjob!" She starts sucking on you hard, moaning around your member as she takes you deeper and deeper into her throat. Fiona kneels behind you, running her hands over your buttocks before slipping a finger inside you. "Mmm," she whispers against the shell of your ear, "you're so tight...so ready for me." She kisses you softly as she slowly begins to thrust her fingers in and out of your entrance, working you up even further.

"Now," Yor says between moans, pulling off just enough to speak, "do you want me to fuck you with my mouth...or do you want Fiona's finger first?"

"Oh, that's an interesting game idea," Fiona remarks as she continues to finger you at a steady pace. She glances over at Yor before returning her attention to you. "How about this...if we reach our destination with you still inside of me like this, I promise I'll make it worth your while. How does that sound?"

Yor hums appreciatively, sucking harder on your cock as she listens to Fiona's words. Her free hand slips between your legs, teasingly circling your sensitive nub before pressing down hard against it. "Mmm...Yuki," she moans around you, her voice thick with arousal. "You taste so good..."

Fiona chuckles softly, leaning forward to kiss your shoulder. "I think we're going to have such a fun time on this journey, don't you agree?"

Fiona smiles at you as she continues to finger you, feeling the tightness of your entrance begin to give way. "Of course I will, Yuki-chan," she whispers, kissing along your neck before looking up at Yor. "Continue..." She nods towards your cock. "I want to feel him deep inside." Her fingers slide in and out of you faster now as her breath comes harder.

Yor moans around you, feeling the tip of your dick brushing against the back of her throat as she bobs her head up and down. She releases one hand from between your legs to roughly grab a fistful of hair, holding your head in place as she takes you deeper still. Her other hand begins to massage your lower abdomen, feeling your muscles tensing with each thrust.

"That's it..." Fiona breathes out, her hips pressing harder against your back as she finds a rhythm. "You feel so good..." Her fingers dance over your sweet spot once more before diving in deeper, searching for the perfect angle to hit.

Together they take you higher and higher, their mouths and hands working together to drive you closer to the edge. "So close," Yor gasps, her lips vibrating against your shaft as she continues to suck you off expertly. "Just...let go..." Her free hand reaches up to squeeze one of your nipples hard, sending shockwaves of pleasure through your body.

Fiona lets out a laugh as you try to escape from their grasp. "Oh, Yuki-chan," she says teasingly, pulling her fingers free of your dripping entrance and wrapping them around your waist. "Where do you think you're going?" Her other hand squeezes your breast roughly through your shirt before planting itself firmly on the small of your back, holding you still.

Yor releases your cock with a loud pop and looks up at Fiona, licking her lips suggestively. "I think we should teach our naughty little daughter a lesson." She stands slowly, towering over you as she tugs playfully on the waistband of your pants. "Maybe...if you promise to be good...you can have these off." Her breath is hot against your ear as she whispers her threat.

With Fiona still holding onto you, there's no way you could possibly escape this...but that doesn't mean you won't try. And they don't seem eager to let you go just yet.

Fiona laughs, more amused than angry. "I don't think that threat will work on us, sweetie." She squeezes your breast harder through the thin fabric of your shirt. "Besides, we're not just going to let you go easily. We still have a long journey ahead of us and plenty of time to play." Her free hand moves lower, tracing circles over your exposed mound before dipping into your panties, teasing your sensitive nub.

Yor grins down at you. "And I've been looking forward to playing with my new toy all day." She pulls off her sweater in one swift motion, revealing a lacy black bra beneath. With practiced ease, she unclasps it and tosses it aside before leaning down to take your lips in a rough, possessive kiss. Her hand wanders lower still, dipping into your pants to find the warmth of your skin once more. "We're not done with you yet," she breathes against your lips.

"Now, now," Yor says softly, "there's no need to be afraid. We're your family now. And we only want what's best for you." Her hand continues to stroke and tease as she nuzzles her face against yours. "And honestly...how much longer do you think you can last?" She glances meaningfully at Fiona, who nods in agreement before pressing harder against your back.

Fiona's fingers circle your entrance once more, pressing deeper until they brush against your throbbing nub. "We could take it slow," she whispers into your ear, her breath hot against your neck. "Give you time to adjust...to enjoy every inch." She lets out a quiet moan as your slick heat envelops her fingers once more. "Wouldn't that be nice?"

With their hands and words working together, they begin to slowly but surely strip away your resistance. There's no escaping the fact that this is your new life now...and in this world, you belong to them.

Yor chuckles lowly before her hands move to grip your hips firmly, lifting you up effortlessly off the ground as she positions herself between your legs. "As you wish," she murmurs into your ear before pushing forward, burying herself deep inside of you with one hard thrust. You cry out in surprise and pain, feeling her massive cock stretching you impossibly tight.

Fiona steps closer, running her hands over your chest as she watches the expression on your face. "Are you all right?" she asks softly, her voice dripping with concern...and desire. Without waiting for an answer, she leans in to kiss you deeply before sinking down onto her knees between your spread legs. She takes your engorged nipple into her mouth, sucking hard as one hand returns to its position between your legs. Her long fingers slide back and forth through your wet folds, searching for the spot that will make you scream. "This okay?" she breathes against your skin before plunging two of her fingers deep inside of you, filling you up even further.

Yor begins to move slowly within you, her hips rocking back and forth as she takes your virginity with rough precision. You whimper into Fiona's kiss, feeling overwhelmed by their touch and the sensations coursing through your body. "That's it," Yor murmurs, her voice thick with desire, "feel how good it is?"

Fiona smirks, taking her fingers out of you momentarily before slipping them back in with expert precision as she watches Yor's thrusts sink deeper into your tight body. "That's right," she whispers against your skin. "You belong to us now, and we're going to take everything from you." Her fingers circle your sensitive bundle of nerves before pressing firmly, causing a jolt of pleasure so intense that it almost feels like pain itself.

Yor lets out a low groan as she senses your body beginning to relax and adjust to her size. With every thrust, more of her length sinks into you, claiming you completely. Her other hand moves lower, cupping your buttock before kneading it roughly, urging you to meet her movements with yours. "That's right," she pants, "give it all to me."

The pain and pleasure blend together in an exquisite dance, leaving you breathless and writhing beneath them. They take turns filling you, their bodies towering over you as they claim what is theirs. Yor's hips grow faster, pushing deeper inside of you with each thrust, while Fiona's fingers tease and torment your sensitive nub until it aches for release.

The tension builds within you, coiling tighter and tighter as the pleasure threatens to overwhelm your senses. With a cry that mingles pain and ecstasy, your body arches off the ground as it finally gives way to release. Your muscles spasm uncontrollably around Yor's invading length, milking her relentlessly as waves of pleasure wash over you in powerful spasms.

Fiona looks up at Yor, grinning wickedly as they both take note of your newfound surrender. "I think our little Yuki has finally accepted her fate," she says, her voice heavy with satisfaction.

Yor doesn't answer, too busy burying herself deeper and deeper inside you with every thrust. Her hands tighten on your hips, forcing you to take all of her length as she chases her own release. "Mmm...you feel so good," she groans, the muscles in her arms flexing as she powers through.

As they bring you both to heights of pleasure unimaginable, Fiona leans forward and kisses you deeply, her tongue dancing with yours as her fingers continue their merciless assault on your sensitive flesh. "Told you it would be worth the wait," she whispers against your lips before slipping a finger into your mouth, moaning in pleasure at the feeling of being filled by you once more.

Fiona glances down between your legs as she breaks the kiss, then back up at you with a predatory smile. "Don't worry, sweetheart," she coos, reaching down to fondle one of your breasts through your shirt. "We'll take good care of you. We're not done yet." Her thumb rolls over your nipple as Yor continues her relentless pace inside of you, her hips pistoning even harder now that she feels you starting to come back to life beneath her.

The pleasure ripples through your body, and with it comes a sense of belonging that's almost overwhelming. They have claimed you completely, and there is no going back now...only the delicious surrender to their touch. With every thrust and stroke, they push you deeper into this world where pleasure is your duty and ecstasy is your reward. Your voice is lost in a moan as you arch off the ground once more, meeting them move for move, giving yourself entirely to their expert caresses.

Fiona's eyebrows shoot up as Yor slows her thrusts, taking a moment to gaze down at you on the ground. Her expression softens into something almost concerned as she reaches out to cup your cheek gently. "Are you all right, sweetheart?" She asks, tilting your head up so that you're looking at her. "Did we go too fast for you?" Yor murmurs a quiet apology before leaning down to kiss your forehead. "We only wanted what was best for you, but if it's too much..." Her voice trails off as she looks into your eyes. Fiona strokes your hair soothingly, her free hand running up and down your arm. "We can take it slow," she promises. "Take the time you need to adjust." She smiles reassuringly. "Wouldn't that be nice?"

You nod, feeling a little embarrassed but grateful for their concern. As they pull back, you realize that your legs are shaking and your breathing is ragged from exertion and pleasure. Fiona leans forward to kiss you lightly on the lips, her tongue teasing your bottom lip before retreating. "We'll take care of you," she whispers against your mouth, making sure you understand. "Just...let us know what you need."

Yor and Fiona exchange a glance at the sound of your growl before smirking wickedly once more. "Well, we could slow down..." Yor begins, her hands moving to cup your hips as she leans in to nip gently at your earlobe. "Or we could just find a different way for you to...let off some steam."

Fiona nods eagerly, grinning deviously. "Yes," she agrees, running her hands up your body, cupping your breasts before squeezing them roughly through your shirt. "Maybe we should try something else..." She trails off, leaning in to whisper hotly into your ear. "Something that might make you feel better...and more relaxed." Her fingers dance across the sensitive flesh of your nipples, teasing and tormenting until they're hard as pebbles beneath her touch.

The feel of their rough hands on your body sends shivers down your spine, and the words they're saying only serve to inflame your already heated desire. It feels so good...to be so thoroughly dominated...but you can't help but wonder what else they might have in store for you.

Fiona's mouth waters as she watches you writhe beneath her, your pleas sending a rush of triumph through her body. She leans in closer, licking her lips before trailing them down the line of your jaw to the valley between your breasts. Her tongue darts out, tracing circles around one hardened nipple as she murmurs against your skin, "Don't worry, sweetheart...I won't stop until you beg me for mercy."

Yor hums in agreement, her fingers digging deeper into the flesh of your hips. She whispers hot words of filth and desire into your ear as she roughly sucks on your neck, marking you as hers. Her other hand slides between your legs, finding slick heat already coating your entrance. With expert finesse, she spreads your folds wider before thrusting two fingers deep inside of you. The feeling of being filled by her hand, even in this rough and unyielding way, sends waves of pleasure washing over you.

"That's it," Fiona purrs against your skin, her teeth scraping lightly across the sensitive flesh of your breast as she plays with your nipple expertly. "Give it all to me...let us know how much you need." Her free hand cups your other breast, squeezing roughly before rolling your nipple between her fingers, forcing it to harden even further.

The combined sensations are almost too much to bear; a tempest of pleasure that threatens to overwhelm you completely. You arch off the ground, writhing beneath them as your cries of pleasure mingle with their wicked taunts and dirty words.

The words roll off their tongues like sweet honey, each syllable driving another surge of lust through your body. They're possessed by the feel of you beneath them, taking pleasure in knowing that they hold all the power here. With every fuck and grunt, every moan and plea, they push deeper into your flesh, claiming you completely.

Fiona continues to torture your nipples, twisting and tugging on them mercilessly as she watches Yor's movements inside of you. Her free hand slips between your legs once more, finding the sensitive bundle of nerves at the apex of your thighs and circling it with her thumb, applying just enough pressure to drive you wild with desire.

Yor growls in satisfaction as she feels you tightening around her fingers. She thrusts deeper inside of you, hitting something inside that sends shockwaves of pleasure through every nerve ending in your body. Her hips slam against yours, driving you both towards the edge of oblivion.

"You feel so good," she groans, panting hard as her movements begin to lose their rhythm. "So hot and tight." She leans down to kiss you, her tongue dancing with yours as her free hand slides lower, cupping your heavy sex before slipping a finger inside of you, finding your entrance slick with desire.

"Oh yeah," Fiona moans, watching the exchange between you. Her own breath comes faster now, and she can feel herself growing wetter as she imagines what it would be like to take Yor's place, to be filled by you so completely. "So much power in that little body." She whispers, running her hands up and down your arms before circling your wrists, trapping them above your head.

You wh

The feel of your body beneath them, yielding and giving, sends waves of ecstasy rippling through Yor's veins. Her hips piston faster as her fingers plunge deeper into you, seeking out every nerve ending they can find. "Yes," she moans, kissing you roughly before moving down your body to cup your ass in both hands. With a grunt, she forces herself even deeper inside of you, claiming what is hers with every hard thrust.

Fiona watches them, her breath coming faster now as her own desire builds. Her fingers dance along the edge of your exposed sex, teasing and tormenting until she finds the perfect spot to press and circle. With a harsh laugh, she plunges two fingers deep inside of you, claiming your tight little hole. "That's it," she whispers roughly against your neck. "Let us feel everything." Her free hand slips between your legs once more, searching for your clit so that she can stimulate it while her fingers thrust in and out of your ass.

You cry out in pleasure as they take you apart piece by piece, their rough hands claiming every inch of skin. Your body arches off the ground, desperate for release as wave after wave of pleasure washes over you. Your muscles clench tight around Yor's fingers and Fiona's hand, squeezing them harder as your orgasm builds, threatening to consume you whole.

Fiona glances up at Yor, her expression predatory as she sees the same desperate need in your eyes. "Let's make it last," she murmurs before leaning down to lick and suckle on your sensitive nipple through the fabric of your shirt. Her fingers move faster inside you, searching for that sweet spot that will send you over the edge.

Yor moans in agreement, her hips pounding harder as she feels your body clenching around her hand. She thrusts deeper and deeper inside of you, each powerful stroke bringing them both closer to release. "That's it," she growls, kissing along your jaw before nipping at your earlobe. Her free hand grips your hip tightly, holding you still as she takes what she wants from you.

Their touch is unyielding, their demands impossible to ignore. With every caress and thrust, they push you further down the rabbit hole of pleasure, deeper into a world where there is no escape from the overwhelming sensations that consume you.