“Lady Flandre. Please return to the basement. Lady Remilia doesn’t want any visitors.”
“No! I’m gonna play with sis, no matter if she wants to or not!”
This was a common sight in the Scarlet Devil Mansion. The young lady Flandre Scarlet, who had once been imprisoned within the basement due to the lady of the house worrying about the destructive scale of her power, arguing with one of the staff members about what she was and wasn’t allowed to do.
Today’s voice of reason was the head maid herself and the one that had checked up on the girl the most, Sakuya Izayoi. If there was one person in the entire mansion that could possibly keep up with the girl’s childish and bratty demands, it was her. Because her sister was not much different in that regard.
“Please. Lady Flandre. Your sister is very busy. You might regret what you see if you step into her chambers.” Sakuya warned her, using her softest voice to avoid bothering the short blonde too much…
Flandre huffed as she dashed between the maid’s legs and hurried towards the big double doors that led into the grandest room in the mansion. The very same room where her sister’s throne was, where she’d probably be sleeping because it was day outside.
“Lady Flandre!” Sakuya cried out, but it was too late. Those doors were swinging open. She could stop time, but it wouldn’t matter, because the Lady of the Mansion had probably already noticed her sister’s presence… Which could only mean one thing was about to happen.
The blonde girl ran into the big room, heading straight for her sister at the other end. The very same sister that sat comfortably and proudly on her throne. “Remiiii! Play with meeee!” The younger vampiric sister cried out as she practically leapt onto her sister’s lap at that very same moment, not bothering to waste any time at all.
Remilia Scarlet, the Scarlet Devil herself, laughed as her sister suddenly landed on her lap. “Flandre. Didn’t Sakuya tell you not to come?” She asked, seemingly not bothered at all by her sudden appearance. Even if she had specifically forbidden her from interrupting any sort of private time…
“She did! But she’s dumb! Play with me, okay, Remi?” The excitable young vampire chimed, giggling as she idly shifted back and forth on her sister’s lap. Mmm, it was really soft. Way too soft, even. Was it always this soft, or did her mind just play a couple tricks on her..?
As Flandre’s mind started wandering, her older sister grabbed ahold of her own skirt and slowly lifted it up. Then, all of a sudden, the softness that the younger sister was sitting on top of got even softer… And yet, a bit sticky. Like she was sitting on something that had been soaking in a sweet liquid for a really long time.
Flan looked down, only to have her eyes widen as she saw a big bulgy thingy underneath her. It was sticking out from her older sister’s crotch, stretching a pair of boxers so far forward that it was almost a new throne in and of itself.
“R-Remi? What’s that?” The blonde vampire asked as she slowly but surely started to poke away at that big bulge, wondering just what it was. She hadn’t really seen anything like it before. Which made sense, she had been stuck within a basement for literally several hundred years. How was she supposed to know what that was?
Remilia grinned and just let out a burp, the buttons on her dress giving way as a real thick belly popped out. Not only that, but her tits burst forth from her dress as well and quickly revealed themselves to be almost as big as the massive bulge between her legs. With the combination of the fat bulge, her fatter tits and her also fat belly, as well as her torn dress looking like it had just been tossed onto her body… She looked less like a Lady of the Mansion, and more like some washed up loser.
“Just Daddy letting the goods out, don’t worry about it, Flan.” The blue-haired ‘Daddy’ said as she stretched a little, before her ass started to let out the most obnoxiously loud *BRRAAAAAAAAAAAP*, filling the air around her with her stink.
Flandre couldn’t believe what she was seeing. When did her sister get like this..? And why did this really weird stink actually smell kinda good..? It was like a combination of farts and piss, and yet she actually really liked it.
Remilia slightly lifted a leg, as much as she could while her sister still sat atop of her cock’s massive bulge, before gritting her teeth and pushing out the fattest possible load. She was being pushed out of her throne from how intense her shit was, the sheer size serving to replace it as her brand new seat. Her boxers were stretching more and more to contain it all, all while she let out a satisfied gasp once it was all pushed out from her hole.
“This is why Daddy said you shouldn’t go visit Daddy. She always airs out around this hour.”
Flandre turned her head towards the familiar voice, only to see Sakuya with her maid dress in a very similar state to the dress her sister wore. Barely even covering her body, while her fat cock, fat tummy and fatter tits hung out like it was not even a problem. Not to mention her fat logs dragging the back of her boxers down…
“W-What’s… Why’re…” Flandre couldn’t really understand any of it. All that she understood was that both Daddies were really stinky. To the point where she almost wished she had something like their things to play with. Those big squishy things between their thighs looked so soft that it was probably really fun to play with.
Remilia grinned. She really liked that look in her sister’s eyes. It was the look of somebody ready to be a Daddy. “Daddy. Change her, and be quick about it.” She commanded, leaning back in her ‘chair’ as she very nearly bent so far back that she laid down on her shit-filled boxers.
Sakuya nodded as she walked over, her bouncy bulge bouncing all over the place. She wasn’t even dragged down by the shit in the back of her boxers. Any Daddy could handle this with the greatest of ease. It was just a part of how they existed.
Flandre was too occupied by the scents slowly rotting away her brain for her to notice her panties being removed. And in their place, the head maid-turned-Daddy quietly slipped a piss-stained pair of boxers onto her waist. The same sort of garment that her Daddy had received as a gift, that had changed her entire existence once she tried them on as some sort of sick joke.
The blonde vampire could feel the piss stain rub up against her crotch, and she idly started to put her hands down on that same stain. Rubbing it a bit more, as she liked the warm sensation down below. It was just the kind of stimulus that she needed right now...
The more Flandre played with herself, the more there was to play with. Because the piss stain was quickly bulging outward. She was completely unaware of what was growing underneath her boxers… Because it was just another extension of them, really.
That’s all a cock was to a Daddy. Part of their boxers. They used it to fill them, and that’s about it. They didn’t need to use it for anything else besides their own pleasure.
Flandre slowly started stroking and rubbing away at her quickly growing Daddy-sized bulge, unaware of how it was changing her more and more. She didn’t even pay attention to her tits growing just as much, bursting out of the top of her dress as they quickly outgrew her head. Neither did her belly growing fat bother too much, especially as it helped alleviate a bit of the weight from the tits above.
Only once all those changes had kicked in, and she could feel a bit of her piss pouring out into the boxers to make the stain nice and fresh, did she feel her bowels quaking. Unlike her fellow Daddies, she hadn’t filled the back of her boxers up yet.
Both of her fellow Daddies watched carefully as their latest Daddy pushed and pushed. And slowly but surely, she absolutely ruined the back of her boxers. Just completely filled them to the brim with her fresh shits. The stench was overwhelming, but that was to be expected from a new Daddy. They didn’t know restraint. They just knew that they loved to let it all hang out.
All three of them let out delighted sighs of relief as they idly rubbed their bulges, letting it all hang out as they lost themselves in their Daddyhood.
If anybody noticed them like this… They’d just have another Daddy to share the fun with...
