Meadowvale Academy Chapter 103
These stories involve anal fingering, anal fisting, anal sex, auto-fellatio, bondage, coprophagia, dom/sub relations, exhibitionism, fellatio, golden showers, incest, infantilism, lactation, mind control/behavioural training, non-consent/reluctance, orgasm denial, podophilia, prostate milking, scatolia, sex machines, sissification, sitophilia, smothering, and voyeurism. If any of these things aren't your thing you may not want to read further.
Meadowvale Academy
Chapter 103: Family Unions and Re-Unions Part 8
"They're here," Magnolia called out as she saw the minivan pull into the back parking spaces next to the family delivery vehicle. Though some thought it garish, the herbalist liked the paisley patterned paint job on the old Peugeot Partner, its peach undercoat accentuated by mauves, pinks, soft blues, and creams. Needless to say, when Pineapple was out on delivery, the entire town knew it. With her announcements the other occupants gathered around the patio doors in anticipation. Glinda carried the young Aiuchi girl, her cock marinating in the first year's pussy as the younger suckled on the right breast of the big blonde. Delores stood behind Strawberry arms around her waist gently kissing her slightly upturned forehead as she leaned into the older futa. Pineapple and Ingrid had formed a lusty escort around Delores, the latter allowing their hands free access, while Zoe formed a similar coupling with her mother around her redheaded lover Stacey Ellis.
Doors opened and one by one the occupants emerged, most of whom the shop's proprietor had already met with via video. First was Domna Bosko, the Futagen Program's administrator, her family and her freshly relocated to town and living with her sister. A picture of precision, her strawberry blonde hair sat perfectly atop a body that feel somewhere between the Ramsey sisters in measurements. Next was Mary Ellen Grady, who would act as the senior physician at the new facility the former would be running, the Fenwell Home for Girls. Much closer to Delores than Glinda, her 50's bob framed a freckled face. From what she had been told the Australian also brought a daughter with her.
From the back came three others. First was the third of the three from Blackbridge Common, Hasana Faheed. The dark haired Persian's body was much more her family's range than any other. She smiled out from behind large square rimmed glasses in greeting. Then a bit of a surprise, Lilja Johanssen. The blonde junior, sultry as ever, brought back memories of the christening of Harristone Botanical Research. The herbalist glanced at the youngest Ellis girl when she saw the older student. Chewing her bottom lip, the hands of the mother and daughter flanking began to roam freely over her body, bringing it to life as her eyes were taken prisoner by the gaze of the futa she remembered all too well. Finally there was the guest of honour and the newest member of the household, Serenghetti Roundtree. Every bit the waif Phoebe was, she was shorter, but a bit more curvy for all of that. But what identified her were the long russet red dreadlocks that fell halfway down her back. Adorned in a lovely flower print dress, a wide brimmed straw hat, and, somewhat contrastingly, a pair of workboots, she struggled to get out of the van. Helped by the other two, her subtle humping was noticeable to all of the onlookers who shared smiles amongst themselves as the quintet made their way towards the patio.
"We've been looking forward to this for so long," Magnolia gushed opening the door and leading the others out onto the deck.
"I'll bet you have," Domna replied, grinning at the woman's eagerness. "Introductions?" she then queried.
"Yes, of course, of course," the 49 year old conceded. "Come in, come in, where are my manners?"
Quickly the group retired into the newly extended family room as the administrator produced her tablet and stylus. "I'm going to need signatures from all of the parents. The three of us will witness and send a copy to you as well as the lawyers in town."
"Who are handling all of the adoption accounts?" Glinda queried as she began taking jackets.
"To start, we'll be doing it locally through Meadowvale Legal," the Bosko woman informed the group, "but they're sending down someone from head office, freshly re-located from Cairo actually."
"That's a bit of a jaunt," Magnolia remarked taking the digital documents in hand. "Where do I sign?"
"At the bottom of the third page, should be a spot there for each of you," the strawberry blonde directed as the Glinda Ramsey continued removing her clothes piece by piece until she was, like the hairdresser completely nude.
"That's a nice sized pipe," the younger Scot appraised.
"Not quite as nice as yours," the other replied.
"Phoebe, why don't you greet Miss Bosko" her mother Zoe suggested with a slight push forward and down. "I'll keep Stacey here comfortable." With a grin and a nod the 12 year old, flipped her cap around, lazily sunk to her knees, licking her lips, then slowly engulfed the thick length of the Polish woman's cock. Sliding her arms around to grip each orb of her ass, the braided brunette allowed the hand of the older futa to palm her skull and dictate a comfortable face fucking rhythm. In and out, in and out, the fleshy prong plunged, the ball sack gently caressing her chin with each thrust. She could feel her tongue starting to stir to life. It wouldn't be long before it started to swell and grow. She could hardly wait.
The Greek futa having seen to her natural child then glanced at the newest member of the household humping gently as her minders stripped her of her ensemble. The hat was first, but when the dress was lifted over her head the Slutofier around her waist came into view. Twin latex dildos cycled in and out of her pussy and ass while the slippery cock collar caressed her small but stiff member. Her hips flexed mechanically, their motion beckoned from within but the pleasure provided by the implant was only enhanced by the external apparatus.
Turning back to matters at hand Zoe, true to her word, upped her fondling of her daughter's lover, disrobing her in a most arousing manner. The Ellis girl's eyes had yet to leave the tempting figure of Lilja Johanssen ever since she had first appeared and the junior was well aware of the extra attention she was receiving. Following the lead of the others, the Danish girl stepped away from the now nude futagen and draped her jacket over a chair. Then turning her back to entranced teen, she bent over at the waist and seductively slipped her pink silk panties down her legs before stepping out of them but a foot away from the 13 year old.
As tempting as the christening of Serenghetti Roundtree was, the 34 year old brunette knew her duty lay elsewhere. Popping the snaps on her one piece, she pushed her knees into the back of the middleschooler's forcing the latter's body to lower itself. "I know what you want Stacey, yes, yes I do," the masseuse murmured grabbing a squirt bottle of lube from the table and dousing her member in goo. "Lilja has a beautiful ass doesn't she, so full and round, so nice and soft. You'd like to feel it on your face wouldn't you? Down we go, down we go lower and lower." Her entry into the girl's ass was with but little protest. There were bigger cocks under this roof and this was not their first time together. In and out her eight inches furrowed as the redhead lost herself in lust.
"Tilt your head back baby, tilt your head back and open your mouth," she directed her charge, who in her sexual stupor blindly obeyed. Reaching around with her right hand, she began stroking the seven inch pipe of the young futa while her left hand dipped into her pussy and found her clit.
Lilja was exactly where she hoped to be when she suggested she tag along today when they dropped off Serenghetti. This was the first time she had crossed paths with the young Ellis girl since that evening at HBR. Oh sure, the Dane had seen her in passing, after all her older sister Hailey was in a few of her classes, but she had never had occasion to get naked with the 13 year old since that night. She had ended up feeding the Randall woman then. I mean who could resist the open mouth of a cougar encased in leather sitting up straight like a good puppy? It was the one thing she had left undone with her classmate's little sibling. It was time she check that box. With a wave of her head, the blonde tossed her shoulder length curly hair, and
pulling up the hem of her plum coloured body con dress parted her cheeks above the upturned face and began sitting down.
Her world darkened somewhat as the fleshy orbs of the girl she had fantasized about for the past two weeks slowly lowered themselves onto her face and cut off the some of the room's ambient lighting. She sniffed the rich fudgy scent of the descending crevice as skin pressed up against skin. She had thought of this, waited for this, dreamed of this. Her pink probe traced the rim of the rosebud that docked itself on her parted lips and then poked through, painting the inner walls of the anal canal with her spit. A whiff of parting gas, then another, longer, then with a flexing of hips the delicious deluge commenced.
Stacey's tongue was forced into a rapid retreat, a lengthy tube of waste sliding across it on its way down her open gullet. The middleschooler gulped down the filth eagerly, grabbing the legs of the older futa and pulling her face further into the carnal canyon. The fingers below brought her closer and closer to her end and, humping against their machinations, she could think of nothing she would rather be doing when she finally came more than what she was now. Over and over she swallowed, further and further she climbed towards her sensual summit. She gave herself willingly to the older student, her eyes imprisoned by the other's knowing, nurturing, triumphant gaze as the latter looked down her spine at her. Stacey's fantasy had come to life.
The Bosko woman leaned against the edge of the chair as the young Greek girl's tongue wrapped itself around her throbbing cock. She loved getting head from someone with the Linguamorph treatment who knew how to use it, there was nothing like it. All she needed was the signature of this one's mother and the three of them could witness it. Then the transfer would be in the books. "But I got distracted," she sighed inwardly as she urged the young brunette to a slightly faster pace. She looked over to her left Hasana Faheed found herself naked on the plastic sheeted floor and in the embrace of the oldest of Magnolias's daughters, Pineapple and her lover, she was not sure what her name was.
A contrast to the dreaded first, her honey blonde locks flowed freely over her shoulders framing a naturally beautiful face. The one thing the two did share was their choice of neck adornment as both wore black leather collars. She knew the herbalist's daughter would be going to Ridgeway in the fall and she suspected the other would likely accompany her unless she missed her guess. She smiled to herself as the pair poked, prodded, and probed her assistant with fingers and tongues as the trio writhed on the floor. Given the recent exchange programs between the two schools, it is likely their choice in attire was not coincidence.
To her right her long time partner was helping the matriarch of the house strap Serenghetti into what looked like an enlarged cradle unit that had already been pre-filled with shit. They had not only engraved with her name but the side panels featured a wrap around mural depicting scenes of the savannah the young futagen had chosen her name from. Pliant in her willing surrender, the young redhead stared up dreamily at the two older women restraining her bit by bit. Her implant caused her to thrust upwards through the mud as she could, only her face, the end of her cock and her nipples remaining clean at the moment.
"I can hardly wait to feed her," the Roundtree woman declared pulling first one leg and then the other back over her head. Once secured the 49 year old began removing the Slutofier. "Her first cum in her new home should be a natural one I think," she explained as she detached the apparatus piece by piece. "We certainly have enough hands for it."
"I can't disagree with you there," Mary Ellen grinned as she took in the room.
"I was just thinking," Domna started as she urged Phoebe to increase her speed yet again.
"You have time for that right now?" her lover shot back amused eliciting a titter all around.
"Was just thinking," she began again nodding to Magnolia, her voice slightly betraying her arousal. "You might know the lawyer head office is sending down."
"Oh?" answered the shop's proprietor.
"You're 49. She's 48," the administrator revealed. "You would have been at Ridgeway at the same time."
"There's a few of us in town that were in those two graduating classes," the eldest among them added. "What's her name?"
"Wattford, Gillian Wattford," the Polish woman answered.
None of the three noticed Zoe Onasis abruptly stiffen upon hearing the name.
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"How is my Aunt?" Emke asked Lotti Schwartzstein from her perch atop her older cousin as another luscious log of her waste slid down the latter's throat.
"She's got a really great pair of lips on her," the German exclaimed as she waggled her but a bit more, burying the blonde woman's face further into her ass. "You can tell this isn't new to her. She's just like Natascha that way. It was just a matter of re-introducing her purpose in life. She's got good technique"
"True, but there really is nothing like breaking in a new shit slut," the other junior countered. "Teaching Katy how to be a good toilet is something I've been looking forward to for a while even though we only sold her mother on it a couple years ago." She sighed with contentment as her asshole flexed once more and she felt her cousin's maw stretch again.
Eyes glazed over in lust Katrien had not even realized they had removed the metal piece forcing her mouth open after the bald girl had fed her to begin with. But suddenly she could move her jaw again. Once the younger futa had stood up after pissing down her throat, the South African's moans of pleasure were much more audible. This in turn sparked an increase in the manual manipulation of her restrained body by the others. Hoses were disconnected, nozzles removed, and the hands that has merely caressed her around the confines of the apparatus became voracious in their fondling. Over and over she shit, pissed, and came as the fingers of others repeatedly immersed her in her own ecstasy; only occasionally allowing her to breathe before pushing her under once more.
In her thrusting lust she was able to take in a limited view. Some of those present she recognized, some she did not. Two in particular stood out. Neither was in high school yet she thought, though they were also quite swollen in their stomachs. It was obvious that they had been fed nearly as much as she had. While both were like herself, coated in filth, their beauty was nonetheless easy to see. Iris Hardin guided one over and sat her down on the backs of her thighs facing away from her. It was then she noticed that the young girl had a buttplug shoved up her ass, no doubt holding back the tide of filth beyond it.
"This is my daughter Ellery sweetie," the redhead introduced. "She'll be going to the academy this fall so she'll see a lot of your cousins. My little one is every bit the shit slut you are as you can no doubt tell." She slowly pushed the younger futa towards her, the slippery sludge each was covered with providing a luscious lubrication. "I thought since you are meeting the local toilets, you should meet her as well. I know she is eager to meet you," she confided pulling the girl's ass cheeks apart and revealing the trembling rosebud trying to force out that which was stuck within. "Yes, yes, she is so eager. Open up now baby, open up your sewer mouth for my sweet little girl."
With a smile and a twist Iris removed the last impediment to the 24 year old's next meal. Her head was hydraulically raised, her jaw was violently pushed apart, and the fudgy mudslide began to pour out of the asshole above down the throat below it. Eyes rolling back in her head, a new wave of bliss upon her, the orgasmic ecstasy she was drowning in surged anew as she gulped and swallowed. The blonde South African's lips lovingly stretched around the fecal feast, no longer needing the artificial guidance of an oral insert. Shitting, pissing, cumming, eating. She reveled in it all. With an inner glow of satisfaction she knew then, she had completed her toilet training. Katrien De Bruyn had become a full fledged shit slut.
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Marike Maertens loosely gripped the fingers of her neighbor as both lay on a slanted edge of the shitpit in the restroom of Gemini's, each one's upper body locked in place by a brace that held their skulls firm. Each of their cocks, each of their nipples were attached to nozzles that incessantly harvested cum and cream from the pair. A constant drip feed of the Toiletry Transfusion coupled with a steady supply of bodily waste ensured a consistent flow of both. The teacher had lost track of how many different futas had used her mouth as a repository for their shit and piss long ago. Currently she was munching down the fourth slimy snake of Sofia Garcia.
"Hurry up Soph, I really gotta go," Brandy Davenport complained pressing her butt against the counter containing a row of sinks.
"Now dear, let her enjoy herself," her mother Alanna chided from atop the other the face of the other woman with her, Natascha Koletova. "It's not often that we have guest shit sluts here."
"Mom, she teaches at our school," the younger pointed out, "We have her for social studies in second period on Thursdays. This is nothing new."
The Dutch woman felt the dark skinned girl slide back on her face a bit and then a torrent of urine flooded her mouth.
"Almost done here," Sophia sighed as she relaxed her pussy and emptied herself of piss.
"Hope so," her friend grunted as a long fart of protest escaped the recesses of her ass.
Hearing the conversation, Marike gulped as quickly as she could, her body blissfully being pumped for its fluids as she let her mind drift back to earlier in the evening and reflected how she came to be where she was.
Lying on her back her face wedged between the fleshy clefts of the school Guidance Counsellor, Marike munched on the familiar fudge of the redhead as her languid humping kept pace with the flow of filth down her throat. She wasn't sure who was controlling her implant but whoever it was had decided that they were going to make her work for her pleasure on this day. But everyone who lived in the coach house behind the Hanratty Estate knew for the teacher, this work was a pleasure for her. A hand, she was not sure whose slid up and down on her slippery length and a second teased her lower holes with a U-Bar as she rose and fell again and again.
It was only a matter of time before the Clearwater woman leaned forward slightly, finished with defecating, and began filling her with piss. Greedily the Dutch woman gulped, her eyes closed, lost in her own private world of dirty delirious denial. And then for a moment the flood stopped and the weight upon her lifted, but only long enough for her to see that it was the senior Achava Margolis who was orchestrating her rampant carnal rise below before another took its place. She squinted upwards in her lust to see Adina Margolis shifting back and forth, pushing her further and further into her cavern of sludge. The Israeli looked down her back at her with a smile as she felt her lips forced apart by the woman's expanding rosebud. And then the mudslide into her mouth began anew.
"She is every bit as good as Ariel," the younger sister remarked with a look of satisfied arousal. "I'm going to enjoy feeding this one."
"She's been very good for us," an unseen Stella answered.
"We had room," she heard Sally Ann explain. "Brechtje reached out to us once she heard her sister was going to join our staff. It's been a natural fit."
"She always leaves for school in the morning with someone's shit in her," the nurse added. "Now that you're all moving in, you'll be able to help with that."
"As you will all be able to keep Ariel fed I'm sure," the Margolis woman replied as she pushed another lengthy log downwards.
Marike listened to her future home life being planned out by the others as she continued to devour the dirty meal being pushed into her. Her thrusting had started getting more pronounced; someone had upped the setting on the Prostatic Stimulator. The sludgy snake forced its way across her tongue and the teacher coaxed it downwards. The filth was flooding into her now, the baker was showing little restraint. Over and over her jaws worked to process the fudgy flow, machine like in its relentless pace. There was no beginning, no end to it anymore, just one long feasting without pause. And through it all, the others carried on chattering amongst themselves, her bald head but a place to sit, her mouth naught but a toilet.
A door opened and she could hear a pair of younger voices she couldn't place. They made their way across the room until they were close by but still hidden. A pastry was passed to the futa feeding her who promptly bit off a good sized piece and started chewing.
"You've done a wonderful job of these," the baker above her complimented once she had swallowed. "The kitchen is to be commended."
"It was my older sister Katya," one of them said, her reference revealing her identity as Keesa Koletova. "She followed the recipe you gave us last week."
"They get ordered a lot," the other spoke, still a mystery. "At least they have been today."
"You're new here aren't you?" her younger sister quizzed the last.
"It's my first day, Keesa is showing me the ropes," the second voice declared somewhat proudly but beginning to falter slightly.
"This is Eydís Huld. She is the daughter of our new librarian, Freyja. They just arrived a couple weeks back," Sally Ann informed the others. "I believe she is in a couple of your daughter's classes."
"She does look like she is in a bit of distress at the moment doesn't she?" the baker pointed out as she adjusted her position and a cascade of urine began thundering down the teacher's throat. She gulped rapidly trying to keep up. Her humping was getting frantic now, so on edge was she but apparently she was not the only one.
"That does tend to happen when I increase the settings on her stimulator," Stella noted. "One of the perks of being the school nurse is that I have the controls of the implants for all of the students," she then revealed as she fiddled with her phone. "Not that I'd ever misuse them or anything."
"No, no of course not," Sally Ann agreed with a grin before turning and addressing the young futa. "Are you in distress Eydís? Are you having a hard time standing?" The only response Marike could make out was a high pitched mewl. "Let Mummy Sally hold you steady now." It was at that time the yellow flood slowed to a trickle, a couple of late squirts punctuating its end. Again the rest of the room came into view as her face was exposed once again.
The two young girls that had joined the others, previously unseen, were now visible. The first she recognized as Keesa Koletova. Slightly taller than she was, the 14 year old lacked the curves of her older sister Katya, but it lended a willowy, ethereal quality to her more lithe figure. Her short loose dusty blonde curls, blue eyes, and full cherry lips marked her as a future beauty if she wasn't already. A second, considerably shorter, with slightly longer hair of carrot red, was being held close by the Guidance Counsellor. The student suckled on the left breast of the older futa as she humped against her thigh. "That's right baby girl, drink Mummy Sally's milk, Rub your cock on Mummy's leg," she cooed as the other Russian and the nurse removed the clothes from the pliant body of the Icelander. "Mmmmmm, skin on skin feels nice doesn't it, yes, yes it does. But you want someone to jack you don't you little Eydís?"
The three turned the young redhead around then so she was facing away from the teacher and gently pushed down on her shoulders, her lips never leaving nipple. Her classmate's hand reached in and began stroking the seven inch member of the first year as she slowly descended over the face of the Dutch woman, accompanied by the other three. "Let's just sit here for a while and let Keesa play with your cock and cunt while you drink Mummy Sally's milk. Stella pulled the girl's cheeks apart allowing the Maertens woman access to her smaller furrow.
The sheer eroticism of what she was seeing coupled with the incessant stimuli being forced on her had Marike beside herself in lust. As soon as she could reach it, her tongue lashed out at the descending starfish. Back and forth and back and forth along the crack and then in deeply she delved starving for filth. Violent and frenetic was her anal exploration as she probed and prodded. "Does Baby Eydís need to go potty? Does Baby Eydís need to make poopoo? Go on now; Feed the toilet. They toilet needs to eat." With that Marike felt her mouth being pushed open a third time and moments later a muffled sigh sounded from above and then another muddy meal began passing between her stretched lips.
"Good girl Baby Eydís, good girl," Sally Ann murmured encouragingly as Keesa peppered her neck with lazy kisses. "But Baby Eydís wants to grow to be a big girl doesn't she? Yes, yes she does." With a nod from the Guidance Counsellor her buxom blonde lover stood up and stood over top of the suckling 14 year old. "Lucky for you, Nurse Stella has the medicine that will help you grow big and strong. Tilt your head back, open your mouth baby, let Nurse Stella give you your medicine." The teacher watched the student obediently comply with the quiet urgings of the redhead as the other pulled her cheeks apart and buried the girl's face deep in her fleshy canyon of filth.
"There we go, feeding as you are being fed," Sally Ann praised, betraying the fact that the young futa was indeed being used, as a toilet, just as her teacher was. The fecal feasters humped in unison as their repast filled their cheeks again and again.
Another new voice then joined the others, one of the establishment's managers Keaton Forsythe. She saw the dark skinned woman whisper to the two school staffers, her blonde flattop pixie cut a contrast to her complexion. Each of their faces grew smiles. As they turned and looked down on the Dutch futa.
"So the regular toilets at Gemini's are currently not available," Stella informed her munching roommate. "I do hope you are hungry Marike, I really do," she mused as she swiped her phone loosening the lock on both student and teacher. Both moaned into the asses that were flooding their mouths with filth as they simultaneously exploded in orgasm.
Her body jerking spasmodically, her cum geysering violently upwards in thick, her gooey girl juice erupting uncontrollably from her pussy and mixing with the riverine flow of urine, an unending snake of shit began to spool out of her ass. Somewhere buried in the thin atmosphere of her bliss Marike Maertens realized that she indeed was not only hungry, she was in fact famished.
Immersed in her memories, the Dutch woman had completely lost track of what was going on around her. The nozzle on her cock had been removed and caressing her pipe in its place was the loving hand of Maria Garcia, who was sitting on a chair she had apparently brought into the shit pit with her. Beside her on a chair of her own was her partner in crime Alanna Davenport, using her fingers to plunge in and out of both pussy and ass, even as her body gushed forth its waste.
"How's that? Better than the machine baby?" the Argentine asked with a smile just as her vision was cut off by the descending ass of Brandy Davenport.
Mouth forced open once more, shit poured into it from above and her orgasm erupted anew, cum fountaining upwards as her cunt spasmed forth its juices. "Yes, yes," she murmured inwardly as she swallowed blissfully, "much better than the machine."
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As Alice Ramsey plunged her 12 inch cock in and out of the ass of her youngest child, her hand firmly stroking the seven inch member of her offspring through her panties, she peered out of the second story window of her bedroom over the waters of the Firth of Clyde. Without a doubt, she was going to miss living in Ayr. She loved the crisp feeling of the coast; it never failed to refresh her. Not that she was in need of energy. True, at 58, her body like most others of that age had found girth that wasn't there in her youth, but she was blue collar through and through, she came by her muscles honestly. The two decades as a first a foreperson, then quality control officer once she had given birth a third time had introduced other skills to her repertoire but she could still handle the heavy lifting. "But soon all of this would change," she mused inwardly as she looked down once more at 16 year old Daniela, her lovely anal pucker welcoming the 10 inch thickness of her shaft again and again. "Soon this would all change."
She looked so innocent but so tempting in her sheer pink teddy and matching silk panties. The lace lined hole she fucked her through caressed her pipe with each thrust. Her daughter had come so far in the past four years. While outside of the house she was still Daniel, she hurried home from school every day just so she could become Daniela. She loved her frilly things and how they made her feel inside and out. She always came hardest when she was in silks. But her body was filling out more and more as she grew. Her hips were nearly as big as her Aunt Delores, her breasts as well. The supplements she and Glinda had sent over had done wonders for her physical development. They had almost worked too well. When she had measured her at Christmas and found she was 34-24-35, Alice knew they could hide it no longer. As it was, homeschooling had become a necessity this past year lest her daughter's secret get out. Moving and starting anew became a foregone conclusion by that time, it was just a matter of making arrangements.
And then there was Carl, Delores' first born. He had just turned 12 this past week who lived with the two of them in Ayr. Like Daniela, his cock had inherited the family girth. There was no way he could remain a boy with that beast. The older futa suspected that in the end both might be bigger than the latter's mother. No, Carl would need to be introduced to sissyhood like his uncle had. Arrangements had already been made with her two eldest and the three of them had decided on Carlotta as a new name for the future girly-boy. She had already started him would down that path by assigning him laundry duties. He was already curious she could tell. The futa had found a pair of her daughter's panties under the boy's pillow the other day. Alice had seen the way he looked at Daniela around the house lately. To be sure, the lust of a boy his age was evident. But a closer study revealed a certain wistfulness as well. She was merely guiding him where he already wanted to go. The re-location would actually help with her future granddaughter's transition. Alice stopped her musing and turned back to matters at hand.
"In a couple of months the big day will be here Daniela," she cooed as picked up the pace at which she pumped her pipe in and out of her daughter's ass. "Come the end of the school year we move to Meadowvale and you get to see your mother again. And your Aunt Glinda. Every day. I know how much you enjoy sucking on your Aunt Glinda's cock," the older woman pointed out as she removed her hand from her child's throbbing piece and gripped her hips. "Yeeeesssss. I know how much you do," she repeated, her pummeling picking up in ferocity as she slammed her meat in and out of the blonde girly-boy's anal bloom. Her breathing was starting to get labored and a continual low moan escaped the lips her youngest. She smiled through her exertions, they were both getting close.
She loved bringing Daniela over without touching her cock when she was fucking her. It helped re-establish her identity as a girly-boy, her place in servitude, to know that her pleasure's source was found deep within at a place only others could touch. She'd put her chastity device back on her once she came. Her daughter knew better than to touch herself that way without permission, but she was 16 after all and hormones were hormones. "We'll be living with two other families as well sweetie and they're all like your sisters and me. They're all beautiful girls with cocks. The whole town is," she revealed as she neared her end. "You'll be...fucking and sucking...and cumming...all the time...you'll...love it..."
She could feel Daniela quavering around her massive meat as she pistoned in and out. She was right there with her, she just needed a little push. "Cum with me...cum with mummy...fill your panties with cum..." With that she abruptly but ever so slightly adjusted the angle of her strokes and smiled through her sweat as she felt the anal canal of her daughter tremble and heard her moan louder. The wide bodied Scot flooded her daughter's ass with her seed as she felt the inner pulsing of the girly-boy jettisoning her own cream surge by surge into the silk caressing her cock. Grinding relentlessly Alice launched them both into their mutual ecstasy. "Yes, she would love it, they all would," she thought as she soared into her bliss. "Even Carlotta; yes, even her."
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Serenghetti Roundtree reveled in her circumstance. Strapped into some kind of apparatus that had been made especially for her, the 12 year old humped incessantly as the two futas closest to her in age crowded around snuggling close to her in the filth she wallowed in. Phoebe and Stacey were their names, she had met the first briefly online, but the last was new. Each suckled one of her shitty nipples and used their hands to bring forth her bliss again and again as she opened her sewer mouth, an eager baby bird for the worm. And such worms they had been.
Her mothers had been the first to feed her. First Mummy Magnolia had sat on her face. After her multiple meals at the diner earlier in the day, her lips parted easily and eagerly when he face was pushed into the older woman's crevice. Her long tube of shit was a continual oozing that the redhead swallowed methodically as she was brought off by her new sister and her friend.
"Yes, Sere, that's right, eat up Mummy Mags shit," she cooed from above as more of her filth forced its way in. "We going to help you grow big and strong, make a big girl out of you, yes we will."
Eventually, once emptied, she slid forward and unleashed a torrent of piss down her throat and the futagen gleefully gulped down the liquid nourishment as she was toyed with. Mummy Delores was next. A little larger than the first, her sludge had a slightly different tang to it but was nonetheless delicious. Smooth in descent like her dreadlocked parent, the older Scot nurturing smile as she played with her shit soaked hair was comforting.
"You're such a cutie when you being a toilet Serenghetti," she complimented slipping her browned fingers into her mouth before returning them once more to her skull. "I feel you under there, munching on my muck. Such a hungry girl you are, yeeessss, so hungry." With that she pushed her next slimy snake of sludge into her mouth. "Here's some more for you sweetie, here's some more."
After her, Phoebe's mother Zoe had climbed aboard. The lightest of her new parents, the Greek woman had a taste all of her own. Her pace was slightly rushed and though her smile was every bit as caring as her predecessor, somehow the 12 year old felt there was a hidden nervousness behind it for some reason. It didn't matter though, she would make her forget her troubles. Serenghetti's tongue slid out and felt her way through the fudge until it found the latte skinned woman's clit. With a groan, her eyes rolled back into her head and she muttered "What a butterfly, what a butterfly." She kept up her oral machinations even as she was swallowing the dark haired woman's urine until finally her orgasmic wave crashed over her. The young girl's satisfied grin was hard to miss when the masseuse was helped off of her seat by others.
Finally it was the youngest of her new mother's Mummy Glinda. Her hips dwarfed the others, and her fecal crevice was so deep it enveloped her face. The nose tubes they had attached to her nostrils earlier were her lifeline in the darkness that she lived in now. Lips pushed apart, the deluge of dirt that poured out of her came at a much faster pace than the others. There was no let up, no sympathy coming from above, no words of encouragement; just an incessant battering down of her whatever barriers might have still remained by wave upon wave of waste.
But Serenghetti was up to the task. She devoured all that was fed to her by the hole that had stretched her mouth wider than any of the others. Over and over her jaw flexed determined to keep pace with the fecal flood as her hips joyfully humped the fluids of her arousal into existence. She felt a pressure pushing down on her stomach then and her own muddy slime pushed out of her ass followed closely by the spouting of her golden nectar, only increasing the intensity of her carnal catharthis. The look on her face once Mummy Glinda had finished her domination of her by rinsing out her throat with her piss was one of lazy contentment. But it would only last as long as it took for the wide hipped blond to reverse her position and place the head of her foot long cock on her lips. With a malicious smile she tiled forward and began fucking the dreadlocked 12 year olds face with the same ferocity she had just fed her with.
Pineapple Roundtree luxuriated on her back in the soup of sludge that was a small heated shitpit with her girlfriend Ingrid Halversson and the Persian who had arrived with her new kid sister, Hasana Faheed. Her 10 inch cock slid easily out of the ass of the last as she lazily retreated from the high of her recent orgasm. Her classmate meanwhile had pushed her head back until it rested between the dreadlocked girl's tits as she wedged it deep within her ass cheeks. The steady snake of shit she fed the Qatari futa seemed endless which was hardly a surprise, given the amount of waste both of them had consumed at the market. It wasn't like they had gone downtown for the express purpose of serving as toilets. "We did have a list of things we needed," she pointed out privately as she watched the futa in front of her swallow rhythmically. "But given the circumstances, it's not like we had any choice either."
"Ingrid tells me that your Quad is taking delivery of their futagen today," Charlotte Mason remarked as she stood next to the dreadlocked girl between the flats of pears, just in front of her two daughters and their own adoptee. "It's a wonderful occasion to welcome a new family member into your home. Our Imogen here has been an absolute delight," she went on caressing the bald head of the 12 year old, collared like the other two, and connected by three foot lengths of chain.
The senior had always found her girlfriend's grandmother intoxicating somehow. She almost wondered at times if it were natural. Though her hair had greyed in her 65 years it still held a luster and her body had certainly lost none of the life in its curves. It had gotten to the point where she purposefully tried to avoid being too close to the older woman, afraid of what she might do. And yet here she was, penned in by the futa she knew was well aware of what day this was for their household and her progeny. What was worse was her lover, oblivious to her distress as she choose which pears to purchase was blocking her only escape.
"How is everything today?" queried the voice from her right just beyond Ingrid's shoulder that belonged to Valencia Rodriguez.
"Fine, fine," Charlotte answered enthusiastically on everyone's behalf, "just checking out your produce. Shouldn't you be at the town hall?" she then asked.
"Was a light day," the Spanish futa replied working her way into the enclosed area, "and the Maertens' took the day"
"That's right, they are taking delivery of their girl this weekend aren't they," the elder recalled as she moving slightly closer to the speaker trapping the two seniors between them even further.
"And adding the Margolis' to the household before they do," the Latina replied. "That's where they are now apparently. Over at Gemini's getting acquainted before the big day tomorrow."
"You know who else is?" the Mason woman leaned in conspiratorially. "The Quad this one here belongs to."
"You don't say," came the reply as the other's face lit up.
"Later today, I'm told," the executive informed the bureaucrat as she stepped behind the dreadlocked girl. "I'd love to be there, but I have so much to do."
"Me too, but I have to cover and besides we have two new girls that I have to train," the Rodriguez woman sighed somewhat dejectedly taking her cue and sliding behind Ingrid. "I do so wish I could send along a housewarming gift."
Pineapple watched her right hand snake around her girlfriend's hip and find her bulge as she felt another find her own. Then she saw the oldest among them reach into her purse and pull out her phone. A few thumb swipes later and the two students were slowly rocking forward and back against the older futas as each of their cocks rubbed up against the palms that had found them through their panties. "A perk of my position," she heard the woman behind her divulge. "Annika has provided me with the activation codes of everyone who has had a Prostatic Stimulator implanted in them. As soon as I saw these two in here, I put them on speed dial." The back of her neck was kissed then as the second hand, now phone free, wrapped itself around her waist and she was slowly lowered to her knees at the same time her lover was, each sitting on their hands. "Would you like to take a housewarming gift with you to your big day? I'll bet you'd both like that a lot wouldn't you?"
It was almost too perfect, almost planned. Safely ensorcelled by the four foot high flats of pears, no one was the wiser when Ingrid's mother June and her aunt Astrid stepped forward when beckoned by the nod of their mother, turned around and slid their panties off. The Roundtree girl's vision of mother preparing to feed daughter was quickly cut off by the descending ass of the former's sister. Face pushed deeply into clammy cleft, her lips were forced open most abruptly, and quite suddenly she was munching down an unexpected muddy meal. Seconds later a smaller hand found her clit which only heightened her desire to dine on the dirty slime sliding across her tongue. Gulping down the fecal offering as the mechanical pulse in her ass increased in intensity, it was only a matter of time before her orgasm burst upon her filling her silks with her cream and goo. Shortly thereafter a deluge of piss inundated her throat as she thrust through her ecstasy.
She barely registered the Spanish woman talking until the blonde sisters stood once more having finished feeding the two seniors."I do like how they are both wearing collars," she heard her say. "Was that you?"
"Oh no, they both did that on their own," Charlotte Mason answered. "Their time at the college really had an effect. I think they will be excellent students."
"Oh there you are," Valencia called out somewhat muted with a wave of her hand. Moments later two girls in grocer's aprons peered around the corner of one of the flats. "These are the new apprentices I was telling you about. This is Zhadana Kalzunya. Her mother works at the pharmacy in the clinic," she indicated introducing the first a shorter, slighter girl with brown hair done up in a bun wearing cats eyes glasses. "And this is Detective Causwell's daughter Shiloh," she continued nodding to a fuller figured futa with dark auburn shoulder length hair framing a somewhat cherubic freckled face. "They're both sophomores at the academy; this is their first day," she explained before turning to the new arrivals. "Girls, your first lesson: Customer service is the most important thing we do here. These two girls are customers and they need to be served. Remove your panties the both of you, quickly now, and serve them as best you can."
With that Pineapple watched as the two shared a grin, pulled up their aprons and abandoned their undergarments before turning around and spreading their cheeks. The Ukrainian girl's fleshy orbs felt soft on her skin as her cock continued to slide up and down in the grip of the Mason woman's fist. Her mouth was stretched and then the flow of filth resumed. It took less than a minute for her to re-saturate and once more her cum splattered again the inside of her silk. And so it went on, by the time the pair started home from the market they had feed from the asses of four futas each, having left with far more than they had planned.
The dreadlocked senior watched Ingrid's piss thunder down the throat of the dark haired assistant as she simultaneously stroked the Persian and thrummed her clit. The latter gulped down the liquid chaser to the fudgy feast she had just gorged on provided by her lover. Being that Pineapple had emptied herself of shit into the Qatari first, her midsection was already pleasantly rounded. Kamiko Aiuchi had climbed into the shitpit at the behest of her younger sister Strawberry who quickly followed suit. The five young futas slipped and slithered around in the cramped space as one lust fulled mass, every touch beckoning forth the tingling of arousal to each who experienced it.
Mouths, fingers, toes, whatever body part was handy became a sex toy for whoever decided to make them one. The Asian girl pulled her ass cheeks apart and sunk her rosebud down on the eldest Roundtree's newly hardened member. Pineapple moaned as her cock was sucked into the tight carnal abyss and thrust upwards to meet the 14 year old's downward grinding again and again. Ingrid sunk down in front of Kamiko and shortly thereafter she felt her lover's tool begin to plunge in and out of the younger's pussy, matching her momentum stroke for stroke. The weight on her body then temporarily lessened as Hasana was pulled to her haunches by her younger sister until she sat facing away from her, her ass now rested on her tits.
Once the assistant's position had been re-settled, Pineapple continued her carnal manipulations and the older futa groaned as she flexed her body in wanting. The senior then dreamily peered up the back of the brunette and noticed her younger sister had reversed her position and was backing her ass over the now eager upturned face of Qatari woman. Grinning down at both, she settled, grunted, and sighed as the 20 something Persian's throat frantically flexed in desperation. The herbalist's oldest daughter ramped up the pace of her masturbation, feeling the cock throb in her hand and the pussy begin sluicing it's clear gooey prize.
Munching madly as log after log of filth was forced down her gullet, her thrusts took on a new rigor and salvo after salvo of her pearly cream launched itself from her fleshy prong as she lost herself in bliss, losing control of her body. A lengthy crackling commenced and shit began spooling out of the Persian's ass at speed mounding up on the senior's tits. There was so much sludge; it just continued to pile up and ooze towards her, closer, closer, ever closer. She parted her lips to welcome the fudgy tide. The sight, the smell, the sound, the taste of the ever increasing mudslide pushed her over the edge. Her thrusts took on a new rigor and her pipe echoed the eruption of the one she held in hand, her thick spurts of cum coating the walls of the Aiuchi girl's ass. Long empty, she found herself hungry once more, and Pineapple Roundtree began to her fecal gorging anew.
End of Chapter 103