"Yeah, no, she's feeling better now." Heather twirled her long brown hair idly as she chatted on the phone with her friend Amanda. "Claire's great, actually, we went shopping earlier and got her some hot clothes."
Though it was normal for Heather to spend plenty of time gossiping with her volleyball friends and other girls, she was usually wearing more than just her panties and a pink tank top she outgrew years ago. The clone controlling her body made a wry grin with Heather's pretty face as she continued on her conversation with Amanda, watching her family's debauchery from the couch.
Rebecca was unable to get any words out as Mark thrust into her sopping wet cunt from behind, nearly splayed out on all fours as her massive breasts swung unrestrained. The darling Claire Gately was obviously not spared from Mark's fantasies either, her new blue bra lying discarded on the carpet, the teenaged girl pressing her overdeveloped tits around Mark's head. Though she stood nearly a full foot shorter than her body snatcher, Mark thrusting on his knees let "Claire" put her titties right where they were needed.
Despite his earlier fooling around, this was the first time Mark really got to let loose on the Gately family. And he was loving it. With Tim gone there was no restrictions to what he could do, no more pretense to uphold - just taking out his lust on the clone-addled ladies. And they were all to happy to encourage him - Claire, Heather, and Rebecca Gately were all asleep behind their eyes, their minds overwritten by a copy of the same perverted man on his knees plowing Rebecca doggy-style.
"You've been going for a while, Mark." Claire pouted, her mouth now by Mark's ear as his hips continued to gyrate. "I'm getting bored."
"I'd fuck you 'til you couldn't move..." Mark managed to string out a sentence despite his exertion. "But then I wouldn't... be able to walk your sweet little ass around."
As the youngest of the Gately family and the man controlling all of their bodies bantered playfully, Rebecca was too preoccupied with the sight in the full-length mirror in front of her. 'Heather' was so kind as to bring it down from her bedroom after changing into some too-small clothes from her own closet. The sensation of Mark's cock ravaging inside her as well as the undeniably appealing sight of Becky Gately getting rawdogged as Claire teased her assailant with her boobs made it surprising the clone had lasted this long.
"Really? Laura's free too?" Heather continued her phone conversation unfazed, her free hand cupping one of her sizeable breasts. Laura Iglesias was a Hispanic girl also on the volleyball A-team; her, Amanda Jungers, and Heather Gately were likely the most well-known trio at school. While Amanda had some nicely-sized cans herself and a paler, freckled face, Laura was the most fit girl on the team. With clearly defined muscles and solid abs, her ridiculous legs could crush a man's head like a melon.
The clone in Heather was quite excited to hear both those girls were available this very Sunday afternoon.
As Mark & Rebecca reached their sweaty climax, both of Mark's hands had moved for a firm grip on the Gately matriarch's shapely derriere. Claire was giving him kisses on the neck from the sides, her bare pale jugs smooshing against his torso.
"Y'know..." Claire giggled, and slapped her mother's ass - hard, leaving a girlish handprint. "You're wasting so much time on Mom... and I know you really wanna take my first time so I won't be so nerdy anymore."
Claire's taunting proved effective, since with Mark's very next thrust, he came. Rebecca reached orgasm at the same time herself, as she threw her hips back to bury Mark's seed as deep as it could go. Claire laughed as the pair before her climaxed, staining the living room's carpet with their ejaculations. Satisfied, the artsy girl took a seat on the couch, next to the clone piloting her older sister. Heather accommodatingly draped an arm around her naked torso.
"Yeah, you should both totes come over!" Heather squealed, and an evil grin spread on Claire's otherwise innocent face. "You can see the new threads Claire & I just got... no, Tim is out right now, you spaz."
Rebecca grabbed onto Mark's hand as he helped the mother of three to her feet - both of them with unsteady footing.
"That sure beats an airport security room." Rebecca sneered, brushing hair out of her eyes. Mark was quite pleased with his takeover of the Gatelys so far.
"Alright, well round up Laura and swing by my place!" Heather said, her free hand no longer on Claire's shoulder but now occupied on groping one of the young girl's massive milkers. "See you soon!" Heather hung up the phone, and shared an anticipating grin with her younger sis.
***
"Omigosh come in, come in!!" Heather welcomed Laura & Amanda into the Gately house - turned into a possession honey-pot by Mark. The high school seniors downstairs excitedly chatted as they walked towards the living room, which Becky had put a nice throw rug over the carpet spot she had just stained with Mark earlier. Rebecca and Heather both redressed into more "normal" clothes (or any clothes at all), though 'Heather' was relishing her first chance to wear her new sky blue tube top & skin-tight galaxy leggings.
Mark could only hear bits and pieces of their excited chatter from Claire's room upstairs, and although he was excited to see Amanda and Laura in person, he was more preoccupied with the current scene in Claire's bedroom. Sitting on her plush bed, his member was almost completely enveloped by Claire's voluptuous rack as the virgin girl gyrated her breasts with unexpected finesse - that was thanks to the clone's memories of past hosts.
"It's her first titjob." 'Claire' spoke to Mark, unnaturally brusque and in the third person to boot.
"Won't be her last." Mark said as Claire quickened her rhythm.