Returning the Favor

"I can't wait to meet your girlfriend!" My mom said, her voice crackling slightly as it came over the phone in my hand.

"She must really be something if you won't even let us see pictures of her." My dad said, letting his skepticism and disapproval show.

"Ok, well I'll see you guys at the reunion." I said nervously, ending the call.

"Jonas better pull through." I said, sweating.

Ten minutes later, I heard a car pull into the driveway. Jonas. He was a chubby guy in his forties with a beer gut. He'd been my friend for a long, long time, but I could see how some people found him repulsive.

"Bro, help me with this!" He said, pulling a human sized box out of the back of the car.

I took one end and backed it inside. I set it down on the floor right in the entranceway.

"Which one did you pick up?" I asked him, cutting off the packing tape.

"She's awesome. Just my type." He added smirking. "I'm so excited to fuck you in her later."

"Jeez man, don't make it sound weird like that." I pulled the flaps of the cardboard apart. "I'm more worried about what my parents will think about my "girlfriend"".

I opened the box and took a good look at her.

"Jonas." I turned to stare at him. "What the fuck is wrong with her face."

"Bro, look at the titties though." He responded, gesturing to the doll's impressive chest.

"My parents are going to think I'm dating a prostitute." I said, burying my face in my hands. "I'm fucking ruined."

"Just think about how much fun it'll be to grab them when we're having sex after this!" He said.

"That's not the number one thing on my mind right now." I said through gritted teeth. "When you said you could rent a First Person Female doll and pretend to be my girlfriend I was skeptical. When you added the condition that I'd have to wear her and let you fuck me after, I had a feeling some bullshit was brewing. Now I'm learning your fantasy is to fuck Sid from Ice Age with massive tits."

"Don't worry bro, I'll be such a good girlfriend at the family reunion." Jonas added. "Plus, your parents will be so happy you've actually got a girlfriend they'll let anything slide."

I rested my head in my hands. "Just... get her ready. We've got an hour."

I went upstairs to get dressed. I've been single my whole life, and I just turned 40. For my parents 50th anniversary, they wanted a family reunion. They asked me if I was taking anyone special, and I just couldn't bear telling them no for a hundredth time.

So, I lied. I told them I had a girlfriend. Predictably, they got super excited and interested right away. I realized I was in over my head when they started asking details. What does she do for work, where's she from, can they see a photo. I told them it was a surprise for the reunion, which they didn't really buy but at least gave me some time.

I finished putting on my suit and coming my hair over to one side. I went downstairs to check on Jonas. I heard a female voice coming from the guest room. Good, Jonas was in.

"Hey man, you ready?" I said, opening the door. He wasn't. He was using the body to finger himself and feel up its massive tits.

"What the fuck Jonas!" I yelled. "We're supposed to BE there in 30 minutes!"

"Hold on man, I can really feel the orgasm coming." He said between ragged breaths.

I walked over and yanked his thin arm out of his pants. 

"Get dressed. Now. Or no sex afterwards."

That seemed to get to him. I stood and watched him get his doll body ready.

"Just wait til you feel her clit from the inside. You'll be addicted." Jonas said as he slipped into the dress.

"How do I look?" Jonas said.

"I'm so screwed."

We pulled into the hotel where the reunion was 15 minutes late. We walked into the ballroom where people were milling about and eating some appetizers and having drinks.

"Simon! How are ya boy?" I heard my dad say. "Where's your girl?"

I gulped. "This is her right here..." I said, gesturing towards Jonas.

"Hi, I'm Bruce, Simon's old man. Looks like you're real after all! What's your name?"

"Uhh..." Jonas stuttered. Shit. We never came up with a fake name for this body. "Jone... Jonie!" Jonah said. My face turned red as a beet.

"Nice to meet you, Jonie." My dad said without missing a beat. "Here, let me introduce you to everyone."

He paraded us around and introduced "Jonie" to everyone. Things smoothed out a bit, as Jonas ironed out the details of his backstory with each passing relative he spoke to. He ended up talking to my cousin Martin for awhile, who was staring straight at Jonas's huge jugs, hopefully distracting from his bad acting. Even with his awkwardness, it would be hard to call our bluff here. To everyone else, a living breathing woman with real tits was talking in a female voice to them, with no evidence that a weird chubby guy was in the drivers seat.

 Finally, we sat down for some speeches from our relatives. I was seated next to Jonas and some aunts and uncles. 

"First, let's go through the family slideshow." My dad said. 

Jonas had his phone out and was tapping away. "I'm gonna run to the "ladies" room". Jonas said, standing up.

I watched the slideshow all the way through. It was funny seeing old pictures of everyone. My dad then started telling some stories, then announced the dinner service was getting started.

"Your girlfriend has been gone for awhile, why don't you check on her? My great aunt Sheila said to me. It was true, Jonas had been gone since the start of the slideshow. I got up and started walking toward the bathrooms. 

I was about to crack the door of the ladies room and shout for Jonas when I heard some noises coming from the men's locker room. I cocked my head to the side and listened more closely. A woman was moaning intermittently. 

Opening the door, things only got louder. Yeah, someone was definitely having sex. I kept walking towards the back area near the saunas, and peeked my head around the corner.

Jonas was fucking Martin.

Jonas was throwing his head back, bouncing in pleasure while Martin reached around and grabbed his tits. He was loving it, grinding his pussy up and down on the cock.

I swelled with anger. I took a breath to yell, but I didn't. I needed to take control of the situation before Jonas did something else that was stupid. But how?

It was so easy.

I got in my car and drove home. I texted my dad the dinner service had made me sick, while weaving through cars. I got back to my house in only ten minutes.

Going inside, Jonas's body was laying on the couch with that metal helmet on. I reached over and yanked it off.

After a second, his body woke up. "Dude? Hey! give the helmet! I was... in the middle of something."

I'd already put it on my head. "Begin transmission."

The world shifted in an instant and I felt the strongest pleasure rushing through me.

Looking down, I saw two massive tits shaking on my chest. Below that, a dick was pumping in and out of me. 

And it felt SO. Fucking. Good.

I reached down to take one of the tits in my hands. It was huge, so plush and filled me with a flushing heat that wound its way through my head and my core when it was squeezed.

"Grab my fucking tits." I ordered Martin, who was happy to oblige. He reached around and took greedy handfuls, augmenting the pleasure his dick was bringing. I loved the power I had, that my body was the object of his greatest pleasure and that I could order him to do anything I wanted.

I screamed and howled as electric buzzing filled my entire body, needing release. Then, a shockwave of pleasure flung itself through me. As Martin's dick kept thrusting, the pleasure only got stronger. Unlike as a guy, the orgasm had no defined end. I stayed in this whiteout for over a minute. It was only when Martin slowed that I came down from my high.

It was my turn to finish him off. I flipped, smiling, taking his dick between my tits. I worked them up and down. His moans made it obvious how much he loved it, and he let a hand come down to squeeze my tits while I worked.

As soon as his hand made contact he finished. He shot bolts of cum, which I dodged as they whizzed past my ear.

"Whew. That was great." He said. "We should do this again soon."

I agreed. My pussy was buzzing, aching for more.

"How about I give you twenty minutes and we do it again now?"

"Oh you're on."