It was a solemn affair to sift through the wreckage for anything worth keeping. This included family photos, enough clothes to last the Pelekai women for a few weeks, Lilo’s records, other assorted knickknacks, and a suitcase big enough to hold most of it. Luckily, David left his wallet in his trunks, so Nani used his credit card and cellphone to pay a construction crew to clean the mess and handle as many errands as she could. However, in piecing through the wrecked remains of her old life, it wasn’t long before the woman was too emotionally drained to continue. So, they agreed to head for the hotel and put off the rest until later. However, by the time they reached their room, Max had conveniently arrived to take them all to dinner, where much was discussed.
“Whoa, you certainly had an eventful day,” Max said, trying to not chuckle after hearing the outlandish story. “So, Lilo and Nani, how are you liking being part of my grandson’s harem?”
“It’s great!” Lilo cheered, only for her expression to sink, her hands tapping atop the swollen belly from someone she’d ‘picked up’ on the way. “Well, the pred parts, anyway. Ben and Gwen have shown me a lot, and it’s so much fun doing all this new stuff. I just wish we got to keep our house.”
“That’s fair,” Max allowed. Looking around the outdoor restaurant, the odd family sat in the corner, far from any eavesdroppers, as fire jugglers performed on stage. “What about you, Nani?”
Nani’s gaze lingered on the stage. “I used to work here, you know. David, too. He wasn’t very good, though. I lost track of how many times he set things on fire. But he was resilient. Now, he’s just mush.”
“Not just mush,” Ben corrected, lifting his shirt to show off his chest. “I think I got some of his muscle definition.”
“Really? How can you tell?” Gwen asked, almost pressing her face to her cousin’s nipple. “If you mean you’re starting to grow man boobs, then maybe, but I don’t see any muscle,” she joked, returning to her seat and shoveling forkfuls of food down her gullet.
“Still reflecting on your old life, huh?” Max questioned. “I understand that’s normal for pets.”
Nani frowned. “Um, sorry, Mr. Max, but I’m not a pet. I’m… uh…”
“Pet seemed like the nice way to say bitch,” Max corrected, making the woman blush. “Anyway, while mourning following a loss is normal, trust me that it’s actually healthier to focus on what you have now. The way Ben told it, you were born to be a Grade-A sub. If I understand correctly, that means you’ll basically be the Rustbucket’s new maid. Heh, I guess that’ll save me some work keeping the place clean.”
Nani frowned and faced Ben. “Didn’t you say something about helping me escape all those responsibilities?”
“Yeah, but think of it this way. Instead of your old boss who just gives you a paycheck and doesn’t give a rat’s ass about your life, I’ll actually listen to your problems and reward your service with a good old-fashioned face-fucking.”
Nani’s brow furrowed. “Not at the same time, right?”
At Ben’s lackadaisical shrug, Max cut in. “Ben, don’t be rude. Just because you’re her master, that’s no excuse to be cruel. You will make time for more than sex with your girls. Got it?”
“Yes, Grandpa,” Ben tiredly relented.
“Hey, don’t forget about me,” Gwen chimed in. “Unlike the dweeb, I think you’ll appreciate a fellow feminine ear. Plus, I’ve been itching for someone to vent to whenever Ben starts getting full of himself, which is almost always.”
“Nani, if you’re a maid, does that mean you’ll have to wear one of those frilly outfits?” Lilo asked.
“Oh, we’ll definitely have to buy one,” Ben eagerly decided. “Something sexy that shows off a lot of skin.”
“I think having something open in the back that exposed the butt would be a cute touch,” Gwen added, earning a befuddled look from Nani. “What? Just because I want us to be friends, that doesn’t mean I don’t want to fuck you. It’s a compliment, especially for an ass as great as yours.”
Nani reluctantly smiled, idly trailing her fork through her dinner as she faced Max. “I don’t suppose you have any advice for someone suddenly taking orders from children?”
The old man shrugged. “I think this is more of a pred thing. Just do what feels right, try to be patient with my grandkids, and I’m sure the rest will work out.”
Nani sighed, disappointed that the old man didn’t have more wisdom for her unexpected predicament, but she accepted his reasoning. “That’s fair. I suppose I should count my blessings that I’m not the only adult on this little adventure.” Spotting her master’s unusual watch, she asked, “Speaking of adventures, with everything else going on, I didn’t have time to ask. What is that?” She pointed with her fork.
“Oh, this thing? Not sure. It crashed from outer space, and now it lets me turn into ten super-cool alien heroes,” Ben bragged, only to grunt in pain. “Hey, who just kicked me?”
“Quiet, dweeb!” Gwen whisper-hissed. “Do you want the whole world to know?”
“I mean… kinda. It’d be great if everyone finally saw how awesome I am,” Ben boasted.
Gwen sighed, pointing at the boy while facing Nani. “This is what I have to deal with every day. If I end up throwing you at him so I can escape, please don’t hold it against me.”
“That’s so cool!” Lilo cheered, earning more shushes. “What kind of stuff can you turn into?”
“Well, you already saw Four-Arms,” Ben bragged, listing each alien form, its abilities, and some of the enemies he’d faced while fiddling with the device. “I’m almost certain there’s more, but I’m still figuring out how this thing works.”
“Which is why you shouldn’t whip it out and fondle it at the dinner table,” Gwen curtly reminded.
“Can you fuck with them?” Lilo inquired with childlike optimism.
Ben shook his head. “So far, no. You saw Four-Arms’ dick, right? All barbed and gnarly. Well, they’re all weird like that, and Gwen’s too much of a wuss to try any of them.”
“Heatblast’s dick is literally made of fire,” Gwen reminded. “There’s no way I’m letting that thing anywhere near me.”
Lilo raised her hand. “Can I try?”
“NO!” came the resounding response from everyone else at the table.
“All kidding aside, these cocks are too crazy to use for sex yet, especially with you guys. What kind of harem master would I be if I let my only sluts get themselves stuck on a corkscrew cock?”
“I really wish you would have told me all this back when my house was still intact,” Nani lamented. “I mean, I’d have probably still accepted, but a little heads-up would have been nice.”
“Don’t hold your breath,” Gwen huffed. “Ben’s idea of warning is to let you know after he’s already pulled down your pants and shoved it in your ass.”
“No, I warned you before. You just didn’t hear me.”
“Because you basically whispered,” Gwen countered. “I was in the middle of reading, too.”
“So? You can still read while I fuck your ass. If anything, it kind of makes you look cute in a librarian sort of way.”
Gwen blushed, unable to retort as her heart went pitter-patter.
Nani wished she could be more like Lilo, so carefree and focused only on the positives. Finally getting satisfying sex on the regular was a massive step up, but the little details kept bogging her down. Living with her sister and three virtual strangers in an RV for the rest of summer would be a tall order at the best of times, but add in the harem and aliens, and it sounded like a recipe for… maybe not disaster. However, it was clear that Nani’s peaceful, mundane life was gone forever, and thoughts of the future made her equal parts anxious and horny.
1 One last adventure before bed
2 The harem in the hotel
3 Dominator is still plotting something
4 Skip to leaving the island
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