Chapter 5: Rings and Wreaths

Life was noticeably quieter for the next few days, at least. I put my girls on a rotation, each one spending a night with me, while the other two shared one of the other beds, which seemed to work reasonably well. The girls were fairly well behaved, but there were still some minor problems.

The biggest problem was food: Julie did her best to cook, with a little help from Iris, but their success rate in that regard left much to be desired. On Wednesday, the potato soup Julie prepared ended up a complete failure.

Looking down at the pot she had placed on the table, I sighed. "Babygirl, I know you're trying your best, but I've never seen potato soup quite so…clear. And I'm pretty sure the potatoes aren't supposed to be so hard. Or…black on one side."

My youngest daughter burst into tears. I sighed again, and took her gently in my arms.

"There, there, baby. Don't cry. I'm not upset." I patted her head. "I think you just weren't ready for a dish like this yet. I'm sure you'll get better with time."

From the other side of the table, Mae grimaced at the steaming dish, "Do we have to eat this, Dad?"

I shot her a glare.

"Look, Julie," said Iris, encouragingly, "maybe it's not as bad as it seems. I'll give it a try."

Iris took her spoon and scooped up a little from the pot. She blew on it a few times before putting it in her mouth, and immediately made a face. She swallowed it, but I could see that she had to force herself.

Julie buried her face in my chest again and murmured, "I'm sorry, Daddy."

"It's alright, baby. Well…I guess we can GirlDash something. Mexican sounds good, I suppose."

Mae looked up and grinned at that. She immediately grabbed her phone and started typing something.

"I'll place the order, Mae," I said dryly.

"Yeah, yeah," she said, distractedly. "I'm just texting."


Just over half an hour later, Mae was at the door before the chime of the doorbell even ended.

"Here's your order, cutie," said a cheerful, familiar voice. "Do you have a tip for me?"

When I got to the door, Mae and Charon were well into a game of tonsil hockey. I carefully took the bag of food out of Charon's hand, lest she forget it and drop it.

I smiled at them. "Charon? Something tells me it's not a coincidence that we got you as our delivery girl."

Pulling away from Mae's lips, she gasped in a breath and smiled back. "Hi, sir. Yeah, you caught us. By the way, I was just about to clock out for supper, and I think somehow my tacos ended up in your bag on the way here."

I rolled my eyes. "I can't imagine how that happened. Would you like to join us for supper, then?"

"Oh, how kind of you, sir! Yes, I'd be delighted."

Mae giggled and dragged the young woman inside.

I shook my head. "Not as delighted as my Mae flower, it seems."


The next morning at work, Celeste's smile when she greeted me struck me as a bit crooked, as though she was thinking about something amusing.

I watched her as she got on her knees in front of me. "I guess you heard about supper last night, then."

"Of course, dear. Charon wouldn't shut up about it in bed last night." She sucked my cock a few times, then bent over the desk and lifted her skirt. "I feel bad for Julie, though."

I nodded, getting into a rhythm as I pushed deeper into her. "She wants so bad to be the ideal homemaker, but she's still just a kid."

"Well," panted my secretary, "you know Astra and I would be more than happy to come over and help. For a night; or for much longer."

Celeste had been dropping hints about tying the knot between the three of us multiple times per day, but she was always careful not to make a nuisance of herself or to make it seem like she was making demands.

"Yes, I hear you, Cel," I chuckled. "On that note, how would you girls like to spend the weekend at my place? I assume that Charon is likely to want to come along, too. Although, of course, her interest is slightly different."

"Ooh," moaned my secretary. "Yes, sir. That would be great."

I kissed her neck, and made a mental note to visit a jeweler when I had a chance.

No point in taking my time in a relationship at my age, ay, Henry? I told myself.


I went to a jewelry store that same evening, and managed to find a pair of simple, but elegant rings I thought would suit them, but when the salesgirl asked what size I would need them in, I realized that I didn't exactly know.

"Well, that's alright," she said, "we can make adjustments later, as long as we know approximately what size to start with. How would you say the size of my hand compares to theirs, sir?"

After we worked out a reasonable guess on the size, I gave her the initials to engrave on the inside and paid the deposit.


Back at home, I told the girls about our weekend guests over the simple sandwiches Julie had made.

Mae giggled, "Yeah, Dad, we know already. Charon told me hours ago."

Right, I keep forgetting that those two are texting each other non-stop.

"Well," I said, "I hope you girls have been keeping up with the cleaning. If you can manage to impress Astra this weekend, I might be willing to give you girls back something you used to have as a reward. And I don't think riding Charon's face all day will help with that, Mae."

Mae looked serious and nodded. "Right. Which of my things do you think I could get for riding Astra's face?"

I just let out a weary groan.

After we'd eaten, I spoke quietly with Julie while she loaded our plates in the dishwasher.

"This weekend, see if you can find out what Astra and Celeste's ring sizes are."

She flashed me a broad grin. "Yes, Daddy!"


By the end of the weekend, Astra reported that Julie had made some honest mistakes, but had behaved herself admirably. Iris had been rather quiet and kept to herself, but she was obedient when given orders and had kept up with her chores. Mae, however, had complained about her simple tasks whenever she thought Astra and I couldn't hear her, and she had made Astra repeat an order three times before remembering everything she was supposed to do. In reward, Iris got her tablet, Julie got a trilogy of fantasy romance novels back, while Mae got nothing but a lecture.

When we were getting ready to climb into mine and Charon's cars Monday morning, Astra wrapped her arms around me and kissed me.

"You don't have to have your girls try to be sneaky about asking, Henry," she said softly. "Celeste and I both wear a size eight on our ring fingers. And just a little reminder, if you are buying rings, I hope you know to get a matched pair."

I laughed sheepishly. "Yeah, I guess I overcomplicated that. And don't worry, I got it: you and Cel are a package deal, right?"

In answer, she kissed me again.


Tuesday afternoon, the jeweler called and said the rings were ready. After I hung up, I turned to my secretary, who was desperately trying–and failing–to look utterly disinterested in my phone call.

"So, Celeste," I said, "how would you and Astra like to go out on a date Thursday night?"

A grin slowly took over her face. "Oh, my, I don't know, Henry, this seems awfully sudden. Can I have some time to think about it?"

I blinked in surprise, and nodded. She tapped on the desk a few times, seeming to think it over.

"Yes! Of course, we would!" she finally exclaimed, laughing softly. "Sorry. You made us wait for over a week– I couldn't resist the urge to keep you in suspense for a moment, there."

"You know all I've done is ask you to dinner, right? Oh, you'll want to dress up a bit. Nothing too fancy, just an evening gown of some kind." I hesitated. "What does Astra do to 'dress up,' anyway?"

"Mmm, you'll see." She winked, and scooped up her phone to text her twin.


When I knocked on their apartment door Thursday evening, I wasn't at all confused about which twin answered.

"Come on in, Henry," Astra said. "Cel is almost ready."

She was characteristically naked, but there did seem to be something different about her. After a quick hug and kiss, I took a seat in their living room.

"I guess she had more to do to get dressed, huh?" I said conversationally.

Astra pouted a little and showed off her body, turning slowly. "No, actually, my outfit took more time to put on, I just started before Cel got home. Can you really not tell?"

I looked more carefully. Her necklace, earrings and stilettos were too obvious, and clearly wouldn't have taken that long to put on.

"Well, your hair is extra beautiful, but that's not it, is it? Your body seems very sexy, but it always looks great. Wait…are you…sparkling somehow?"

She laughed delicately. "That's right! There's more to it than that, but it seems like you've grasped that I've done myself up for a night on the town, and not just brushed out my hair and put on good shoes."

Charon came out of the hallway and snorted. "Practically her whole body is covered in some kind of makeup to make her even more sexy, Henry. And some of it has some glitter in it. I should know, she had me add the sparkles to her back and ass. Hey, did you notice the secret extra lipstick?"

"Shush, Cher-bear," said Celeste, gliding out from behind her friend. "Don't embarrass the lady of the house, or we'll tell your girlfriend stories about what you were like growing up."

Celeste was dressed in a stylishly lopsided black gown which came down to the floor on the left side, but on her right side, the front and back of the dress were only fastened at one point over her hip. The right side also had nothing over the shoulder, so the silky fabric sweeping down from her left shoulder had to stretch tight to even partially cover the swell of her right breast.

Charon looked momentarily abashed. "Sorry. Although, I don't think Mae would care. And we're not really up to the 'g' word yet. So…" she stuck her tongue out at her best friend.

Astra cleared her throat. "Excuse me, but I get the impression we have a reservation to get to?"

While I was distracted by Celeste's dress, or more accurately by the parts of her not covered by the dress, Astra had draped a sheer black stole over her shoulders.

"Yes," I said, "we should–oh, you are wearing something."

"Barely," Astra said, airily. "It'll be cold later, so a little something to keep me warm will be required whenever your arms aren't around me, dear. Shall we go, then?"

"Okay, bye," waved Charon. "Have fun. And text me to let me know which of you ends up on the dinner plate!"

I was about to assure her that that wasn't going to happen, when I realized she was just teasing.

"Ladies," I invited, holding my arms out to both of my dates.


After the entrée, the waiter came by to see if we wanted dessert.

"Oh, I don't think I could," sighed Celeste. "That steak was so big, and I ate the whole thing before I could stop myself. Wherever you guys get your girls, they must live cushie, pampered lives to be so delicious."

The waiter bowed graciously, acknowledging the compliment.

"Hmmm. Cece, they have chocolate cake à la mode…" sang Astra softly.

"Oh, all right, all right. We'll split a piece of cake."

"I'll just have some coffee," I chuckled.

After the waiter left, I looked nervously at the women seated to either side of me.

"So, uhm. Astra, Celeste, I can't tell you how happy I am to have you in my life," I paused for a moment, trying to figure out what to say next. "Sorry, I'm really rusty. Would it be all right if I just blurted it out?"

Celeste sucked in an audible breath, and Astra's eyes seemed to sparkle even more than her bare breasts.

"We're not picky about wording, Henry," Astra said. "And this is already easily the most romantic evening we've ever experienced. Go right ahead."

I smiled in gratitude, then scooted my chair back and got down on one knee. Celeste seemed to barely be containing a squeal of excitement.

I pulled a felt box out of my suit pocket and held it up. "Astra and Celeste, would you do me the honor of marrying me?"

I opened the box to reveal two glittering diamond rings.

Celeste let out the squeal as softly as she could and nodded vigorously.

"Yes, Henry," said Astra, with a smile and a tear. "We would love to be your wives."

They both fell into me and kissed me passionately.

Once she calmed down enough to remember where we were, Celeste frantically waved down the waiter. "Sir, can we get that cake to go? And, please bring us our check. My sister and I need to get our fiancé in bed, pronto."


They wanted a big, outdoor wedding, with lots of guests, so both of my fiancées began working out plans for a spring wedding. In the meantime, there was no reason for them to continue to keep their apartment, especially since I had some daughters at home who needed supervision.

They waited until Saturday to move the bulk of their stuff over, although Mae claimed that they'd started packing at least a week before. Naturally, Charon came with them, since she couldn't afford to pay for the apartment on her own, which everyone seemed happy with, especially my middle daughter.

Life rapidly settled into a new rhythm, and almost right away, it seemed like the three of them had always been living with me and my daughters. With constant oversight from "Mama Astra," Mae's behavior improved, Iris started to come back out of her shell, and Julie quickly got better at cooking, blowjobs, and other various household tasks.


It was about a month later, one day in mid-December, that Celeste and I came home to find Astra sitting on the couch, chatting with two women I didn't know.

"Welcome home, dears," said Astra. "The girls are in their rooms playing with Marie's other girls. Is it all right to leave them be for now, or should I call them out so they can do their welcome blowjob?"

"We can let that slide for now, since we have company," I told her.

After she kissed each of us, she introduced the strangers. "I'm not sure if you know Marie? And this is her oldest daughter, Nia. Marie's middle daughter went to school with Mae, and her youngest is in the same grade as Julie."

"Hi," I said. "No, I don't think we've met before."

Marie got up and shook my hand, then embraced Celeste, but Nia stayed seated.

Marie was thin and not unattractive, with a fair complexion and straight dark hair, bordering on black, but she was obviously not a young woman any more. Nia resembled her mother quite closely, and, aside from the differences which come with age, there was one strikingly obvious difference. To say that she was pregnant would be a gross understatement. I wasn't very practiced in judging such things, but she definitely had to be in the final weeks, with at least twins, or probably more.

"Sorry for not getting up," apologized Nia, sincerely. "Moving vertically is a bit of a production for me right now."

"Quite all right," I dismissed. "So, Marie, are you here to bring over my daughters' friends to visit?"

"No, actually, we live just around the corner in that cozy little blue house, so they could walk over any time, if they felt like it," stated Marie. "As a matter of fact, I'm pretty sure they've been over here on their own several times this year. Really, I'm here to ask a favor, or to make an offer, depending on how you look at it."

Intrigued, I took a seat in an armchair. Celeste had finished removing her clothes by this point, so she curled up in my lap.

"Our neighbor is in a bit of a difficult situation, dear," said Astra. "And I think we're in a good place to help her out."

"Yes," sighed Marie. "You see, my girls and I live alone, and although Nia, Nova, and I all work, I'm afraid we don't make very much, so money is often a bit tight."

"Nova is the middle sister," added Nia. "Nadia is the baby of the family. Well, she's sixteen now, but still..."

I nodded. The names sounded familiar, but I only vaguely remembered the girls who belonged to them just then.

"Right, thank you, dear," Marie said. "You see, Henry, I work as an artist, and Nia is a big part of that usually, but she can't really do much right now, as you can see. And, of course art generally doesn't pay too well, even normally."

"Mom likes to use me as a canvas and rents me out to art exhibitions and snooty parties and stuff," smiled Nia.

I raised an eyebrow and smiled slightly at that. "Oh, I see. How interesting."

Is she going to ask me to rent her out? I wondered. That's not something I would normally do, but I wouldn't object to seeing the blank 'canvas' before deciding.

Celeste poked me gently, pulling me out of imagining the heavily pregnant girl naked.

"He doesn't need to know all the details of our work, honey," Marie scolded mildly. "The point is, right when we're about to need some extra money for her triplet's, Nia and I aren't going to be able to make much for a while. I'm afraid Nova just works flipping burgers, so I don't think we can stretch her pay far enough to cover us while Nia and I are busy looking after the babies."

"I can see how that would be a challenge," I said seriously. "But, I'm not sure how we can solve all that."

"It's not as bad as it sounds, actually," commented Nia. "My figure these last few months has opened up some interesting possibilities, artistically, and there is a pretty good niche market for that sort of thing, so we've saved up some money. It just isn't quite enough."

"The other side of our difficulty is space," continued Marie. "The four of us are packed into one bedroom with a set of bunk beds, which was wonderfully cozy when the girls were younger, but now it's a bit cramped. And obviously, it's about to get much more crowded with a crib and all the baby things."

"Are you suggesting that we take one or two of your girls for a while?" I guessed out loud.

"Yes, in a way," smiled Marie. "I was hoping you would buy one of them, maybe as a Christmas roast? I'd be happy to make you a good deal."

"Ah, yes, that makes much more sense," I said thoughtfully.

"I think it would be wonderful to have a roast girl for the holidays, honey," said Astra.

Celeste nodded, too. "Yeah. We had one almost every year I can remember growing up. It didn't really feel like Christmas last year when Astra, Charon, and I didn't have a girl on the table."

"Did you have a specific girl in mind?" I asked, more to keep the conversation moving while I considered, than anything else.

Marie sighed.

Nia answered in her mother's place. "Nova is bringing in at least some income, so I think it doesn't make as much since financially to sell her. I'd offer my own bloated body, but like we said, Mom and I work together to make most of our money. The obvious choice is Nadia, but Mom is reluctant to give her up."

"I know, I know, it's just…" Marie shrugged. "She's still my precious baby. Honestly, Nova doesn't make all that much. If you folks would rather have her… Well, I guess what I'm trying to say is, that I'd be willing to let you have whichever one of them you fancy."

"I think this would be a good time to have our girls come out and greet their dad," interspersed Astra, patting Marie's hand. "And, maybe we could get a look at the potential roasts, while we're at it? I think it will help make the choice more clear if we all have a chance to evaluate what's being offered."

Marie nodded. "Yes, that makes sense. I'll go fetch them, if you want."

When Maire returned, my daughters, and hers, along with Charon, followed close behind.

"Welcome home, Daddy and Mom," said Julie brightly.

"Yeah, welcome home," said Mae.

"Welcome home, Dad and Mom," said Iris. "Sorry, we didn't realize you were here."

My three naked daughters knelt around the front of my chair, and Celeste got up. She had been subtly grinding her bare ass into my pants, which had not gone unnoticed by me, so I was already part way hard. I signalled Mae and Julie to come closer, so they leaned in and got to work giving me the blowjob which had become part of their customary greeting whenever I came home from work.

"Nova, Nadia," prompted their mother, "say hello to mister Henry."

"Hello," said Nadia.

"Hi," said Nova, shyly. She seemed to be fascinated by what Mae and Julie were up to.

"Girls," said Marie, "it didn't occur to me earlier, but you two ought to get undressed while you are here. All of Henry's girls are naked, so it would be rude to do otherwise in his house."

Nadia scowled. "No, I don't want to. That lady said it was okay when we got here." She pointed at Astra petulantly.

"Nadia, I said it would be rude to keep your clothes on, so take them off and let our hosts get a good look at you both. Also, don't point. Your friends' new mothers' names are Astra and Celeste. If you can't remember their names, you should at least address them politely."

The girl eyed her mother skeptically, but started taking off her pants. "Hey, doesn't that mean that you and Nia should strip, too? Why aren't you naked?"

Nova already had her shirt off, but paused while working on her bra to see her mother's reaction.

Marie hesitated for a moment, looking at her daughters, then at Astra and me, then back at her girls.

Nia shrugged. "She's got you there, Mom."

"Yes, I supposed so," said Marie. "Well, fine."

She went over and started helping Nia get her shirt off. She needed a hand from Astra to get Nia's pants off without having her stand, but working together, they managed it. By the time I had cum in Mae's mouth, all of them were naked, with Nova and Nadia standing still for Astra and Celeste's probing hands on their bodies.

None in Marie's family were tall, nor did they have particularly impressive busts, but they all appeared to be healthy. Nova was thin enough that she probably wouldn't have looked short if she weren't next to Celeste. She had B cup tits, and a narrow landing strip of neatly trimmed pubes, matching her short, deep brown hair. Nadia was shorter and rounder, with breasts slightly bigger than her older sister and lighter hair, streaked with blonde, hanging down just past the bottom of her breasts. Following the more popular style, the younger teen kept her fillet entirely free of hair.

After Julie tucked my semi-hard cock back into my pants, I got up to evaluate the meat, too.

Nova smiled shyly, and breathed a little harder when I cupped her breast in my hand, but she didn't pull away. In fact, she seemed to lean into my hand a little. When my hands worked their way down to her mons, she moaned so quietly, that I almost missed it. I spent a minute exploring the nub just below her lower hair line, and the moist tunnel beneath that. Her nipples were standing up quite proudly by this point, so I took the invitation to sample their flavor. Before moving around to check her modest ass, I noticed that she was watching me with an expression which invited me to do more.

This is a meat evaluation, I reminded myself, no need to seduce the poor girl.

When I switched over and massaged Nadia's meatier fillet, the younger teen grunted, pouted and looked at her mother.

"Mom," she complained, "he's not being very gentle with me."

"Nadia Luella! That was very rude! Apologize immediately, then keep still for the nice man."

"Sorry," the teen mumbled, looking down.

She didn't fuss or resist my touch after that, even when I pinched her ass lightly to gauge the fat content, but she obviously wasn't happy about it.

When I was done, I noticed that Celeste was on the couch next to Nia, massaging her belly with long firm strokes, so I joined them. Seated next to her, I noticed that the pregnant woman smelled distinctly of coconuts.

"Well," Astra said, "nice to meet you girls again more intimately. Why don't you all run off and play, while us parents talk."

Nadia groaned, "We're not little kids. And there isn't very much to do here. Mom, can we go, now?"

Marie hesitated.

Astra stepped in, "Actually, I think my sister and I have some things to discuss with the man of the house at this point. Marie, I hope you come around often. Our home is always open to you and your daughters. As for that other thing, I'll text you just as soon as Henry and I have had a chance to talk it through."

The mother embraced my fiancée gratefully, then said her goodbyes. Once they were all dressed again, aside from Nia's stretchy pants, which Marie carried, the family made their way out the door. The last one out was Nova.

She looked at me for a second, then blurted, "Bye, mister Henry," and ran after her family.

Charon chuckled and poked me. "Somebody's got a crush on somebody," she sang softly.

I flicked her nipple sharply with my finger, making her yelp, but she kept grinning at me.

"Come along, Julie," said Astra, "it's past time we started getting supper ready."


That evening in our room, Astra brought up the subject of Marie.

"Henry, I hope we're going to help that woman. She really is in a bind."

"And a Christmas roast would be so nice," added Celeste.

I waved my hand subduingly, "Yes, yes, of course. I think the only question is which girl do we want."

"Is that even a question?" said Celeste, stretching out on our bed invitingly. "Nadia is a much better roaster, and her mother has spoiled her rotten. Nova, on the other hand, is scrawny, sweet, and has excellent taste in men."

Astra barked out a short laugh, then smirked and laid down close to her sister. "Yes, she does, doesn't she? Wouldn't she be so cute with a big pregnant belly, like her sister? I'll have to see if Mae can talk her into coming around more often…"

"Hmm, yes, definitely," I said. I quickly added, "I agree with you about the roast, I mean."

Astra smiled broadly, toying with Celeste's tits absently. "Seriously, though, dear, I think we should offer to have them all over for Christmas. If we're going to roast their youngest daughter, I'm sure they would love to be able to enjoy her meat, too."

Celeste nodded and caressed her sister's belly. "Getting ready for the holidays is going to be tough for them with Nia to care for, too. I know if Astra and I were in their place, we'd gladly jump at the chance to join up with another family for the holidays."

"I think that's a lovely idea," I said, climbing on top of them and sucking Celeste's teat into my mouth.

Celeste moaned, "Plus, it'll be a good chance for you to get to know Nova better, dear."

She yelped when I nipped her nipple sharply.

After I'd vigorously fucked my mischievous secretary until she came with a quiet scream, Astra spoke up.

"Honey, while you're in a good mood, could I make a request for a Christmas present?" She batted her eyes coquettishly.

"Alright," I said. "What do you want, dear?"

"A bigger bed," she said primly. "This one is fine for threesomes, but if we're going to ever get to bring another girl or two into our bed to share, we'll want more room."

"Ooo, yeah," moaned Celeste. "Please, Henry? We promise to be ever so naughty, if you do."

I laughed. "Don't you mean you promise to be nice?"

She shook her head. "I said what I said. If you get it early, we can test it out on Christmas Eve." She counted out on her fingers. "Maybe we could have Julie, or Charon, or Nia, or Nov–"

I cut her off with a kiss, but my cock, still nestled inside her folds, twitched at the mention of the neighbor girls, betraying my true feelings.


The next evening, Marie came over after supper; alone this time.

"Come on in and sit down," said Astra, greeting her with a hug. "No, don't bother with your clothes, unless you really want to."

Marie glanced over at me for a second, then finished peeling her shirt off. Once she was naked and seated in the middle of the couch, next to Celeste, she spoke.

"Thanks a lot for this, Henry." She glanced at Celeste. "Your fiancé says you've selected Nadia?"

Astra sat down in the open space on her other side and patted her hand.

"Yes," I said. "You must see that she will make an excellent roast."

Marie nodded, then hesitantly suggested a price for the girl.

"No, no," I said. "That's too low. Surely you'd get more than that if you took her to a butcher. We aren't hurting for money, so I insist on giving you a fair market price. Do you know how much she weighs?"

"I believe she's about 110 pounds, but really, if she's going to be cooked by someone we know, there's no need to make you pay butcher counter prices. Keep in mind that the prices listed in the stores are much higher than what they pay for the girls."

After a bit of arguing, we settled on a price which was only a bit less than a whole girl of her size would cost to buy from the local butcher.

"Marie," said Astra, "maybe this will help you feel better about the money. Henry, Cel, and I have talked it over, and we've decided on a condition, which we must insist on. We'd like you, and all your girls, to come over on Christmas Eve, then stay the night with us, and join in the feast on Christmas day. You'll get to eat your fill of Nadia, plus you'd be on hand to help if she doesn't want to cooperate."

"Oh! Oh, could we?" Marie said. "Yes, I'd love that. Really, you folks are being too kind."

Marie and Astra hugged, and Celeste leaned in and sandwiched the woman between them.

It was a much more cheerful woman who donned her clothes and bade us goodbye, profusely thanking us enough times to make me feel embarrassed on her behalf.


The next few weeks were a blur of tinsel, holly, and Christmas tree lights. One of the girls had stuck a bit of mistletoe to the ceiling in the hallway, so every time any of us met in the hall, there was a pause for the obligatory kiss. Amusingly, I ended up kissing Mae that way more than anyone else, since she seemed to more or less camp under the leaves any time Charon and Iris weren't paying attention to her.

Cassie and Nova both came over several times in those weeks. The only time I happened to cross paths with Nova in the hall, she blushed and squirmed for a second before kissing my cheek quickly and scurrying past. Julie's best friend was much less bashful, Frenching me firmly, but briefly the two times we found ourselves under the sprig of green leaves and white berries.


Christmas Eve was a joyous day for all of us. The girls had behaved themselves reasonably well, so they were excited to find that they each had one present under the tree, with their name on it. Celeste had also ordered a bunch of fuzzy red and white Santa hats, so all the girls spent the day wearing them, and positively nothing else.

Astra had assured Marie that the girls weren't getting much for Christmas, so there would be plenty of room under the tree, if she had anything for her own girls. From what I heard, it took a while to convince the woman that we honestly didn't want her to bring anything for our girls, given how tightly we were limiting their possessions.

When Marie and her girls arrived in the afternoon, Nia came dressed in just a large coat, so she was the first to be naked. Once the rest of them were bare, Astra offered them all Santa hats, welcoming them into the girls' festive uniform.

After a boisterous evening meal, we all gathered in the living room to watch some TV Christmas specials with mugs of hot cocoa. Nadia demanded that we put on How the Grimp Stole Spitmas, and although Marie apologized for her daughter, we watched it anyway, since it was short. When we started the old black-and-white classic, We're No Angels with Humphrey Bogart, Nadia declared she was bored before we got to the scene where the convicts "acquired" the Christmas roast, so she, Mae, and Charon went off to do something else.

Leaving the couch for Marie, Nia, and my fiancées to share, I had opted to sit in my usual armchair, allowing Julie to snuggle up in my lap. Even after Charon had vacated the other chair, Nova continued to sit on the floor next to my chair. Several times, I caught her as she peeked over at where Julie was slowly jacking my cock next to her thigh.

For the final movie of the evening, I let Celeste pick one of those corny Hallmark specials.

At least this one has some better sex scenes than the cartoon, I thought, once the four love interests got through their collective meet-cute.

When we got to the highly predictable scene where one of the girls was gently snuffed by the other two to make dinner for their boyfriend, I had Julie shift and mount my cock. Nova abandoned all pretense of watching the movie, facing me and fingering herself. The women on the couch seemed to be enjoying themselves, too. They were generally watching both me and the TV, and they all had their hands on each other's bodies in various places.

After the credits started to roll, Astra got to her feet. "Well, I don't know about the rest of you, but I think I'm ready to head to bed. Would you ladies care to help us test the springs on the spacious new bed Henry got us for Christmas?"

Nia looked at her mother with an eager smile. "Mom? Could we?"

"Oh, I'm probably too old for their tastes, honey," asked Marie timidly. "I wouldn't mind yielding to someone of a more breedable age."

I glanced down at Nova, who blushed and looked away.

I said to Marie, "No, no, if you ask me, you are still a handsome woman, Marie. I'm pretty sure you aren't any older than the wife I snuffed just a month or two ago. It won't hurt the teenagers to wait until some other time. Julie, will you be a good hostess and make sure Nova and Nadia don't get lonely tonight?"

"Yes, Daddy," she said sweetly, smiling at the older girl next to us. "Ever eaten a creampie, Nova?"

Nova smiled back and shook her head.

"Wonderful," said Nia. "If you'll help me up, I'll go powder my nose, and we can finally go find out what sex in a bed with elbow room is like, Mom."


After we got Nia laid out on the bed, Marie slipped between her daughter's wide open legs and licked her pussy.

"If you don't mind, Henry," Marie said, peeking over the towering belly, "could we do Nia first? She can't stay on her back too long, and we'd love it if you could fuck her before we have to settle her in for the night."

"Sure, I'd be happy to oblige."

Celeste had been helping me stay hard while the others had been in the bathroom, so I was ready to go. Marie moved to her daughter's side and began making out with her, giving me space to take her place. Nia moaned into her mother's mouth, then lifted her knees so I could put my legs under hers and get my hips close enough to fuck her without the veritable mountain of baby blocking me. Astra and Celeste had plenty of room to lie next to the mother and daughter, making out with each other while they watched.

After I'd gotten going, I noticed the plain, narrow silver band on Nia's left ring finger.

"Say, Nia," I inquired, while continuing to fuck her, "are you married?"

She stopped kissing Marie and chuckled. "Yes, technically. I talked Mom into giving me a courthouse wedding when I was fourteen. I know it's kind of silly, but we have no intention of ever being parted, so…we made it official. I was a hopeless romantic in my teens."

Marie held out her own left hand, with a matching ring. "I've never thought it was silly, dear. It's not that we wanted to be exclusive or anything, Henry," she smiled. "I love all my girls, of course. But Nia and I do have a very special bond."

"I think that's sweet," commented Celeste, reaching over to caress Nia's body. "You know, Astra and I have a special bond, too. Although, that's hardly surprising, since we're twins."

"Oh, my, yes. You're positively adorable together, twinkles," replied the older mother. "I'm sure you two have been making cute, twincest love since you formed in your mother's womb."

Celeste snuggled into her sister in a bashful way I'd never seen from her.


In the morning, Nadia burst in and started shouting.

"It's Christmas! Wake up, Mom and Nia! Come on, come on. Get up, you guys! It's time for presents, presents, presents!"

Charon appeared suddenly in the doorway. "Sorry, sorry! She ran off so fast, I couldn't stop her."

Nia groaned and put one hand over her ear.

Marie shushed her noisy daughter. "Nadia, calm down. You're being rude again, baby girl."

Nadia pouted and folded her arms.

"Mom," sighed Nia, "now that I'm awake…"

"Yes, yes," yawned Marie. "I know, honey: pregnancy bladder. Let's get you to the bathroom."

Once Marie had climbed around her daughter, she helped her to her feet. Celeste also got up, then offered to help the pregnant girl.

"Marie," said Astra, sitting up, "as soon as all the others are done in there, I think you and I should get Nadia cleaned up. Our shower would be the best place."

Marie nodded. "Yes. Yes, I suppose we should."

Nadia looked confused, but just harrumphed and ran off.

After I helped Celeste give Nia a quick shower, we got her comfortable sitting on the bed where she could see into the bathroom. Celeste settled in next to Nia and offered to massage her belly. Marie came into the room, dragging her youngest daughter by the arm.

"I can clean myself, Mom," protested the sixteen year old. "I don't need your help."

"Nadia, it's Christmas," sighed her mother. "Just be good for once and do as you are told."

The teen continued to fuss and complain the entire time Astra and Marie vigorously scrubbed every inch of her body. Eventually, Nova, Iris, and Julie gathered in the corner of the bathroom to watch the drama inside the large glass-walled shower.

At one point, Astra looked out and locked eyes with Celeste for a moment, then Celeste got up and headed for the hallway. When she came back, she had a couple of carving knives in her hands. I opened the shower door and preceded her inside.

"Uh, Mom, what's going on?" asked the suddenly anxious teen.

"I'm sorry, baby," said Marie, "but you are going to be the Christmas roast this year."

"What?! No, no, no. You're joking right, Mom? No, you won't let them do that. I'm your precious little girl."

"I'm quite serious, baby," Marie said, while Astra hooked her arms around Nadia's shoulders, restraining her. "Be good and cooperate and it'll go much easier."

"No!" She squirmed and tried to kick us. "How about Nova?! Why not roast her? Or Nia? She got tons of meat!"

Marie embraced the frantic girl, pinning her between herself and Astra. Charon handed me the smaller of the knives.

"I don't wanna be meat," wailed the girl.

"Hush," said Marie softly. "It's already decided. These nice people paid good money to have you as their dinner, and they were kind enough to even invite your sisters and I to join them, so you should be grateful."

Celeste got close and reached up, grasping a fistful of Nadia's hair to keep her head still. While she was doing that, I moved behind Astra.

When Nadia sobbed and got ready to shout again, I reached around and slit her throat. She gurgled and her eyes went even wider. After struggling for a few more seconds while her blood drained away, she went limp and stopped moving.

"What the fuck was all–oh," said Mae, poking her head in the doorway. "Hey, Charon, we just missed it: they snuffed Nadia," she said over her shoulder.

All of us in the shower spread out and relaxed with a collective sigh, while Astra lowered the meat to the floor.

"I'm so sorry," said Marie to us. "I didn't realize she would make such a fuss. Maybe I should have told her in advance."

"She would have just thrown a tantrum and done something stupid, like try to run away from home," called Nia. "Surprising her was the best way, Mom. Did anybody get hurt in there?"

"I have some small scratches, but I think that's all," said Asta calmly. "Cel, can I have that knife?"

Marie apologized again, but Celeste and I just told her not to worry about it.

"My first daughter put up a fight, too," I said. "It happens."

Astra had finished carving a deep line around the roast's neck. She looked up at me.

"Henry, dear, would you?" She made a twisting motion and waved at the head next to her knees.

"Sure."

Astra leaned to the side and held Nadia's shoulder down, while I gave the head a sharp twist, resulting in a satisfying crack.

"Thanks, dear."

Astra quickly cut the few remaining bits of connecting tissue, then held up the head for Marie to hold. The woman cradled her daughter's head fondly, while she watched Astra work.

Celeste commented, "Honey, if we have a roast next year, can we get a bigger oven for Christmas? Even trimmed down and folded into a turkey pose, this roaster will barely fit in the one we have now."

I nodded. "I'll consider it. It would mean giving up a lot of the counter space, though."

"Oh, what am I doing?" said Astra to herself as she stood up. "Cel, you and Marie finish gutting and cleaning the meat. I need to preheat the oven and get started on the stuffing."

"I'll help you, Mama," said Julie eagerly. "I've made stuffing a couple times already."


Once the roast was in the oven, the rest of us gathered in the living room, and Mae, Charon, and Nova started handing out the presents.

"Mom," said Nova, "this one is labeled 'Nadia'?"

"Oh, yes, I forgot to change that." Marie shrugged. "It's not really anything much; we should let our hosts open it."

The girls all ended up with one present each, but somehow I had a small pile. I let the girls all open theirs first, while I took some pictures with my phone. All the girls had donned their hats again, so they looked very cute.

Mae's present was just her old handheld gaming device, but she seemed very happy to finally have it back. Julie got a pair of rollerblades, and Charon received some lipstick and perfume. We got Iris a double-ended dildo, which led to a lot of giggling and teasing.

"You be sure to share that, now, dear," said Astra, with a twinkle in her eye.

Iris rolled her eyes, but smiled. "Duh, Mama. What else was I going to do?"

Nia got a couple bras with absorbent removable pads. Nova's present was a set of pencils and a small sketchbook.

"You really didn't have to get us anything," said Marie as she unwrapped the package labeled 'To: Marie and Nia'.

I didn't know what Astra and Celeste had picked out, but it turned out to be some kind of harness-type thing, vaguely resembling an oversized bra.

"It's a twin sling. To carry two babies on your chest, hands free," explained Celeste.

"Our moms use those all the time," added Astra. "They're really useful when you have multiple little ones to cart around the house or when you are out and about. Sorry, they don't really make them for triplets, but three babies would be too heavy, anyway."

"Tell me about it," groaned Nia. "Really, though, thank you! I'm sure we'll make good use of it."

Celeste opened the one originally for Nadia next. It was a box of fine chocolates.

"Oh, how nice," said Celeste, holding them up for everyone to see.

"They were her favorite," smiled Marie.

"Why don't we set them out, so anybody can have them today," suggested Astra.

After Astra and Celeste opened their matching earrings, which they had helped me pick out, I started on my presents. Most of them were normal 'dad' presents, like socks or a girlskin wallet, but the one from Iris was quite different. I held up the oblong plastic object for a second before recognizing it. However, identifying the pregnancy test only mystified me more.

"Don't worry, I washed it," Iris assured me. "I couldn't think of a better way to tell you. Sorry, I guess it's really more of something you got me. Is it too lame?"

I grinned and shook my head. "No, that's wonderful, baby. I love it."

She smiled and leaned over to kiss me.

After standing up straight again, she patted her belly. "You know, I didn't really want this at first, but now I'm really glad. I know how much you like pregnant girls, so no matter what you decide to do with me, I'm happy I get to become more sexy for you, Dad."

"Aww, how sweet," said Marie.

"What a wonderful way to look at it, Iris," commended Astra, fondly.

Astra and Celeste kissed her affectionately before she sat back down beside Mae.


The smell of the roast gradually saturated the house over the next hours, so by the time it was ready, we were all drooling in anticipation. Astra had banished everyone else but Julie and Marie from the kitchen near the end, so when they carried out the giant platter and set it down in the middle of the side dishes, we all oohed and aahed over the succulent roast. They had surrounded her with sweet potatoes, corn on the cob, and thick carrots, with a few whole onions. Her pussy had an extra fat carrot sticking out slightly, and her bulging belly was split open, showing the mounds of stuffing inside.

I took up the electric carving knife, and gave out portions to everyone. I took the fillet for myself, but gave Marie first pick after that, so she graciously accepted a wedge of breast and some thigh. When everyone had a generous cut of meat on their plate, I sat down and we all dug in.

The meat did not disappoint. The flavor was just as rich and savory as the aroma had promised, and it was so tender it practically fell apart on my fork. There wasn't much conversation for a while, unless soft moaning counts, as everyone was engrossed in enjoying the delicious food.

After positively stuffing ourselves, we all moved to the living room for some slow, relaxed sex. Several of the girls wanted to try out Iris's present, so after using it with each of her sisters, she loaned out the dildo for various pairs to use. I initially claimed to be too tired from eating so much, but by the time Iris handed off her present to Celeste and Nova, I was rock hard, so I had Iris get in my lap and ride me until I came.


When Marie and her girls were putting on their clothes and gathering themselves to go home that evening, Astra offered them a casserole-sized tupperware.

"It's mostly side dishes," she explained, "but I put in some nice cuts of Nadia, too."

Marie hugged her for a long moment, then kissed her cheek, in a motherly way.

"Thank you, so much. This was the best Christmas I've had in many years. If you ever get lonely while your man and sister are off at work, come by my place any time, dear."

Astra smiled. "I think I'll take you up on that now and then, Marie. And, of course, you drop by any time, too." She turned to Nova and kissed the teen's forehead. "Your mom and sister may have had dibs last night, but if you keep coming by, I think I can promise you'll get your chance eventually, sweetpea."

Nova blushed and pulled her shirt down over her face, hiding inside it for a minute. While everyone was saying their goodbyes and merry Christmas, Nova went to Celeste, and then Astra, and kissed them briefly on the lips. She then squirmed indecisively for a minute until her mother was out the door.

Finally, she worked up her nerve and got up on tip toes and kissed me. Then she said, "Merry Christmas!" and ran to catch up to her mother and waddling sister.

Astra and Celeste snuggled up to me on either side and watched her go.

"Merry Christmas, indeed, dear," said Astra.

Celeste chuckled very softly. "Do you think she'll get all the way home before she realizes she forgot her pants?"

"I don't know," I smiled. "But, either way, I'm sure she'll be back for them, sooner or later."