Three Square Meals Ch. 075

Tashana stared at him, then slowly nodded as she lifted her top a few inches, and replied in her gravelly voice, "Yes, you can touch me."

He placed his hand on her skin and gently stroked her, his fingertips tracing over the hundreds of scars that lined her abdomen. Meeting her probing gaze, he replied, "If you give me your permission, then I'll heal your body, and your mind." Raising his hand, he didn't touch her again until he reached her face, where he caressed her ravaged cheek. His voice was filled with sympathy, as he continued, "You've been through so many terrible things. I want to take all that pain away, and help you go back to being the person you used to be."

Her eyes filled with tears, and she stared at him until she broke down, and sobbed, "All I ever wanted was to make Irillith proud of me, but everything I did drove her further away. Then those long years of torment, I thought they'd never end..."

Alyssa moved across the bed, and put her arm around Tashana, as she said gently, "Things are different now, we can give you everything you ever wanted. Your sister and mother both love you, and all of us will too."

"Please help me," Tashana asked, her trembling voice throbbing with emotion. "I don't want to deal with all this pain any more. Can you make it all go away?"

John nodded, stroking the side of her face as she leant into his hand, shuddering with relief.

They helped her undress, revealing the full, horrifying sight of her abused and tormented body. John ignored that though, helping her move to kneel before him, as Alyssa pulled back the covers. Although she knew what to expect, Tashana's eyes widened at the sight of him. She hesitated for a moment, before she lowered her mouth to his cock, maintaining eye contact with him as she parted her lips, and slowly engulfed his throbbing crown. Those angular violet orbs were the one part of her that remained unspoiled, and they gazed into each other's eyes as she took him deeper.

Tashana had spent years being forced to learn how to service men, and for the first time in her life, she willingly put those skills to work as she sucked on his shaft. John's quad was taut, full with a heavy load that hadn't been emptied in nearly a day, and it didn't take long for her to coax out his first spurt of pre-cum. It covered her tongue, bathing it in his sweet-tasting semen and making her taste buds tingle with delight, her eyes rolling back as she moaned in ecstasy.

"Just like Irillith," Alyssa murmured, stroking Tashana, as she suckled hungrily now, desperate to fill her belly with his load.

She swallowed down the pre-cum, the psychic catalyst coating her throat and allowing John to start working on her immediately. Her damaged vocal chords began to mend, just as the muscles in her neck were strengthened then relaxed, preparing her body to take all of him. Moving on autopilot now, Tashana leaned forward, smoothly engulfing his entire shaft down her throat and massaging him with her enhanced muscles.

"There's a good girl," John murmured, encouraging her, even though he knew she was completely oblivious to him now. He cradled her head in his hands as she nestled up against his groin, fully sheathing his cock inside her.

Alyssa knelt beside him, kissing him on the cheek, as she whispered, "She needs your help so badly."

He closed his eyes, losing himself in her soothing voice as Tashana massaged him with her throat. Seeing no reason to hold back, he came hard, pumping the hefty load in his four balls straight into her scarred stomach. Her lean belly rapidly expanded to hold so much cum, her tummy curving outwards as she suckled on him, until it had grown hugely round. Eager Maliri girls had been milking him every four hours for weeks, so to go almost a whole day without release meant he was very backed up.

Tashana's tummy was stretched taut when he was done, her belly-button popping out to accommodate the vast amount of sperm he'd packed inside her stomach. He sagged back on the bed with a groan of relief, while she sat upright with a dazed look on her face, caressing her enormous blue abdomen with both hands.

Alyssa helped Tashana lie down next to John, then cuddled up beside him, and asked curiously, "Do you think you can heal her in one go?"

He nodded, as he replied, "The Maliri respond very quickly to me, it shouldn't take too long. Tashana won't have to grow to fit the standard template, and while all her scars look terrible, they'll be easy to fix."

"How about her mind?" Alyssa asked, stroking Tashana's shaven head.

John glanced down at the sleeping Maliri girl, and replied, "I'll do that in two stages. First, I'll remove the mental map of emotions from all her memories over the last thirteen years. Then she'll be able to view all those experiences objectively, without all the pain associated with them. After that, it's up to her. I can either remove the memories entirely, or leave them, like I did with Edraele."

Alyssa watched him for a moment, listening to his thoughts, as she added, "You're hoping she'll let you wipe them completely."

He let out a deep sigh, and replied, "I know Edraele needed all her memories to keep up appearances, but they weigh heavily on her. She blames herself for everything the original personality did. While there's no emotion attached to the memories any longer, she still remembers everything that happened, and her subconscious feels guilty about it."

"And you don't want Tashana reacting badly to any memories from the Unclaimed Wastes," Alyssa reasoned.

John nodded, and replied, "The shit she's been through... The poor girl's trying to start over again, so why saddle her with all that baggage, when it's totally unnecessary?"

Stroking Tashana's scarred arm, Alyssa was quiet for a moment, before she added, "For what it's worth, I agree, and after speaking with Tashana, I think that's what she'd want too." She sat upright, and continued decisively, "Let me reach into her subconscious and make sure. If I'm right, and she really does want a fresh start, then you're work isn't done, I'm afraid."

"What do you mean?" John asked, looking at her curiously.

***

Edraele and Irillith stood quietly by the side of the bed, looking down at Tashana as she slept peacefully under the covers. John had refused to let them see her until he'd healed her scars and reconstructed her face, but now, after several hours of his tender psychic ministrations, she was almost completely healed. Her beautiful azure face was a flawless copy of Irillith's, identical in every way, her lovely features framed by medium-length white hair.

It had been easy for John to heal the dense patchwork of scars across her body, having had extensive practice with all the engineers he'd been restoring. Rebuilding her nose had not proven too difficult either, as he knew Irillith's exquisite features by heart, and she was Tashana's twin, after all. Work on her mind was a much more delicate affair, as he was carefully sifting through her memories, only removing the emotional references to the most recent ones - those that had occurred in the past thirteen years. Her tummy was still heavily rounded with his cum, the active connection wide open, and he knew he'd be able to keep up his tireless efforts for several more hours.

John glanced at Irillith and Edraele, mother and daughter both wracked with guilt, as they stared at Tashana. He didn't need a telepathic connection with them to know what they were both feeling - their remorse was etched on both of their beautiful faces. Sitting down in the high-backed leather chair, he watched them for a while, letting them come to terms with the riot of emotions he knew they were both feeling.

Eventually, he'd seen enough, and he cleared his throat, and said, "Edraele, Irillith, could you both come here, please?"

They walked over to join him, responding instantly to his polite request, and standing in front of him with very different expressions on their faces. Irillith looked at him curiously, while Edraele appeared horribly conflicted, knowing what he was going to ask of them.

Looking up at the beautiful Maliri women, he said, "As I explained earlier, Tashana wants a fresh start. She wants to put everything that happened with her banishment into the Unclaimed Wastes behind her."

Irillith nodded, and replied, "Yes, that's probably for the best." Her face was shadowed with guilt, as she added, "She's suffered through so many terrible things while she was there."

"She did," John agreed, Alyssa having explained them too him after her visit into Tashana's mind. He could clearly picture the look of sorrow and revulsion on her face as she described what she'd seen. He studied both women carefully, and continued, "I can give her that fresh start and help her forget, but there's two problems if we go along that route."

Edraele remained silent, but Irillith looked concerned, and asked, "Problems? What do you mean? Is she going to be okay?"

John nodded, and replied, "The problems are standing in front of me. The two of you blame yourselves for everything that happened to her, and even if I ask you not to, you won't be able to help feeling guilty."

Irillith started to protest, saying, "I'd never let her know! I want to help her move on!"

Shaking his head, John replied, "I've seen it with Edraele and Sakura. They can't help reacting to the memories, even when there aren't any emotional pathways there. If you really want to give her a fresh start, I'll need to absolve you of your guilt, and help you both forget what you did to her."

Edraele finally spoke up, her voice sounding haunted, as she said, "Tashana's been through so much, and it was my fault, I was the one who exiled her."

Irillith listened intently to her mother, then nodded her agreement, and said, "I framed her! I was the one who betrayed her first! It's important to remember what we both did to her!"

"Why?" John asked them, simply.

She faltered for a moment, then replied, "I shouldn't be allowed to just forget about it, it's not fair."

He shrugged, and asked, "Fair to who? Tashana's prepared to move on, so why can't you? I can pretend to punish you, if you like, but you both know I don't consider either of you to blame for what happened before I changed your personalities. We've talked about it on lots of occasions." He leaned forward, and added earnestly, "This seems more like self-flagellation to me, and it's pointless, it doesn't actually help anyone."

"What do you want to do?" Irillith asked, looking down at him with wide eyes. "It sounds like you're asking my permission for something."

"I am," he agreed. Looking at each of them in turn, he continued, "I want you both to forgive yourselves for what happened to Tashana. Let go of the guilt, and just be there for her as a loving sister and doting mother. To do that, I'll need to remove your memories of the banishment - we'll just say she went off on an archaeological dig in the Trankaran Republic for thirteen years, before travelling into the Unclaimed Wastes to do more research. She got into trouble, so we rescued her."

"That's ridiculous," Irillith scoffed. "Who'd buy that excuse?"

"I suspect you two would, and that's all that really matters," John said, with a smile. "Tashana's subconscious suggested it. She said she'd been going on longer digs for years, with both of you paying her progressively less attention over two decades."

They both looked guilty when they heard that, and Edraele murmured, "I never had much time for her."

Irillith looked equally shamefaced, as she said, "I got more and more wrapped up with my own cyber-security work. I found her interest in the Mael'nerak legend embarrassing, and deliberately distanced myself from her."

John smiled at them both, and said, "Tashana's a bright girl, just like her sister and mother. You two feeling guilty about not spending enough time with her is alright, that's something we can work with. So, what do you think?"

"If it's what she wants, then I agree," Edraele said, glancing back at her sleeping daughter.

Irillith thought it over for a moment, then nodded, and said, "I'd do anything for Tashana, to make up for how I betrayed her. You have my permission."

"Good girls," John said, genuinely pleased. He reached out to stroke their toned stomachs, and asked politely, "Alright, who'd like to go first?"

Edraele and Irillith glanced at each other, and shared a long, intense look, an unspoken question in their eyes. Irillith finally gave a slight nod, a smile reaching her full mouth, matched by Edraele's, a moment later.

Irillith turned to gaze down at John, and reached up to slip her long dress off her shoulders, letting it fall to the floor at her feet. She arched an eyebrow at him, and asked, "If we share, will you be able to feed us enough to do what you need to?"

Edraele matched her daughter, letting her long dress pool at her feet, and said, "We can always do this again, if he needs more time."

John sat back in surprise, his eyes widening as he stared at the stunningly beautiful women. They looked more like sisters than mother and daughter, with their spectacular athletic figures and flawless skin. They posed for him as he shamelessly admired them, his cock throbbing at the sight.

Sinking to their knees in front of him, they looked up with purple and violet eyes, both women smiling at the look of lust on his face. John fumbled for his belt in his eagerness, and they both chuckled at his sudden loss of coordination.

"I think he likes the idea, mother," Irillith said with a smirk, pushing his hands away to help him with her nimble fingers.

Edraele wagged a finger at John, and said, "One of my daughters already has a tummy full of your cum. I can't believe you're planning to fill up mine and my second daughter's too! That's so naughty!"

Irillith looked shocked, and she asked in a fake whisper, "When he sees all our rounded bellies, you don't think he'll be imagining all of us pregnant, do you?!"

Tugging his trousers down, Edraele replied playfully, "I should certainly hope not!" She turned to look at him then, and added, "If you sit down, you'll be more comfortable, but if you stand over us, we'll feel more submissive. Which would you prefer?"

John immediately rose to his feet, towering over them as they knelt obediently before him. His cock throbbed with excitement, and his balls ached for release, he was already that turned on. Edraele and Irillith sensed his need, and nuzzled into him, their velvety soft tongues feeling cool and wonderfully wet against his throbbing heat.

"Oh, fuck! That feels so good!" he groaned, reaching down to run his fingers through their hair.

He could see the look of lust in both their eyes as they worked together, mother and daughter servicing his pulsating shaft. John glanced across the bed at Tashana, still asleep with a heavy load in her belly. He knew this dual-blowjob was special, as it was the only time he'd be able to give them all a rounded tummy at the same time. When Tashana's body got used to feeding off his cum, she'd absorb it too quickly in the future.

*Until you get them all pregnant at the same time,* Alyssa panted, her fevered, lustful groans echoing through her mind. He could feel the lust pouring off her, as she moaned, *Oh fuck! This is so fucking hot!*

He heard her faint cry reach his ears, and he realised Alyssa must be close by. *Are you with Calara?* he asked, as he brushed his fingers through Edraele and Irillith's hair. He smiled at them, and managed to moan, "That feels amazing, don't stop!"

*They're all in here with me!* Alyssa cried out, a wordless shriek echoing through his mind as she climaxed.

John groaned as Edraele engulfed the head of his cock in her mouth, while Irillith worked one side of his length.

*There's definitely room for one more,* Edraele noted, her purple eyes twinkling with excitement at the look of unvarnished lust in his face. *Do you think Tashana will want to help out too?*

"I'm getting close, girls," he grunted, not able to hold off long against the delicious mental thrill of this lewd coupling. "Who wants it first?"

"You go first, mummy," Irillith said, while flashing him a wicked grin. She crouched lower, so she could lap at his taut balls with her teasing tongue.

Now she had room to move, Edraele sank down his shaft, and with no gag reflex to suppress, she effortlessly welcomed half his length into her throat. John groaned with excitement when he saw her full breasts press against Irillith's toned back, his cock lurching at the intoxicating sight.

*I never breastfed my girls,* Edraele informed him, purple eyes staring intently into his. *When you make me pregnant, should we change that? Would you like to see all of us with big baby bumps, and the two of them suckling from me?*

"Oh fuck!" John grunted, lurching forward and burying his cock down her throat as he came.

His shaft lurched as the tight muscles gripped him like a fist, contracting rhythmically around him as she drank down his cum. Irillith had opened her mouth wide, sucking on one of his orange-sized balls as it clenched and released, pumping sperm down into her mother's stomach. He was literally seeing stars, he came so hard, spots appearing before his eyes as he unloaded two pints of spunk into Edraele's waiting tummy. They quickly switched, with Irillith engulfing him next, her eyes rolling in ecstasy as he filled her mouth with cum.

Edraele slipped behind the swallowing girl, and cuddled her from behind, pressing her own cum-filled tummy into her daughter's back, as she stroked Irillith's expanding stomach.

"Please don't get my daughters pregnant until you're back at Genthalas," she requested, before planting a loving kiss on Irillith's shoulder. She smiled at him, as she added, "I'd like to be there to kiss your balls when you do. I'd love to say hello to my grandchildren when you're pumping them into my girl's wombs."

Irillith squealed around his cock, letting him plunge down her throat as she came. John staggered back, slumping into the chair while he held a quivering Irillith to his groin, quad lurching violently as he fed her every last drop of spunk. When he was finally done, he sagged bonelessly against the leather chair, his breath coming in ragged gasps. It took him a couple of minutes to recover, with Edraele and Irillith kneeling before him, heads resting against his shaking thighs.

"Do you think he enjoyed that, my precious little girl?" Edraele asked Irillith, giving her a loving smile as she stroked her hair.

Irillith smiled at her affectionately, and replied, "I'm not sure, mother, but I think he might have cum!"

"My God! I thought you were trying to give me a heart-attack!" John finally managed to gasp, as he reached out to stroke their soft hair. He smiled at them both, and said, "Thank you. I can't think of a better way to go!"

They both laughed at that, and he closed his eyes as he listened to the beautiful, carefree sound.

"It's been a stressful day, would you mind cuddling me to sleep?" Edraele whispered to him quietly.

"That sounds like a lovely idea," Irillith agreed, and he felt them rise to their feet.

Opening his eyes, he stared at the Maliri women as they stood before him, both blue waistlines rounded out with the cum they'd just sucked out of him. He reached out in awe, gently stroking mother and daughter's sperm-swollen bellies as they presented them to him.

They all knew what he was thinking, and both women gave him a loving smile, as Irillith said, "I can't wait."

Moving over to the bed, Edraele and Irillith curled up next to him, firm, full tummies flanking his waist. He pulled them closer and they each gave him a tender kiss on the cheek, before Irillith suddenly turned and cuddled up behind Tashana, wrapping her arms protectively around her sister. Edraele watched her daughters for a moment, then gave John a lovely smile of gratitude, before resting her head on his shoulder and settling down for the night. With a final glance at the ship's chronometer, John saw that it was nearly midnight, with Tashana likely to sleep for another nine hours, before coming around from her peaceful slumber.