A New Day

You woke up with optimism, knowing that as a girl a whole new world of possibilities lay in front of you. You took your time showering, applying your make up, and getting dressed. Picking up a tiny pink cotton thong, you slip it on as you set your eyes on a yellow floral summer dress you had ordered online. Deciding to forgo a bra you threw on the dress, appreciating how it barely came down to cover your ass. One slight breeze or twirl and your firm new ass would be on display for the world. The dress also did little to hide your perky C-cup breasts. With a deep neck line your cleavage was proudly on display, your breasts held up by their own perkiness.

Satisfied with your appearance you headed downstairs and greeted your parents in the kitchen. Your dad was sitting at the dining table dressed in a poorly fitted black pinstripe suit. His white dress shirt underneath was already stained with coffee, drawing more attention to his protruding gut. Your mother was wearing sweatpants and a white tank top. Since she didn’t work it was rare for her to get dressed up before noon. You happily noticed that she wasn’t wearing a bra either, and if you focused hard enough you could just make out her areola.

As your parents turned to face you they were brought to full attention by your outfit. You had already manipulated those around you to be indifferent to you swapping genders, their problem was with something else.

“Young lady! I think it’s best if you go up and change right now! You are not going out like that!” your mother yelled furiously at you. Your mother obviously didn’t approve of your slutty outfit. Your father on the other hand offered no protest and simply ogled your curvy new body in the tight fitting dress.

“Common mom this outfit is fine. Even dad likes it there’s no problem right?” you asked, using your powers to influence her decision. You saw the mood in her face lighten almost as fast as you saw the tent pitching itself in your father’s pants.

“Honey, your right there’s nothing wrong with what you’re wearing. In fact you look fantastic! Is there anything I can get you for breakfast?” Your mother asked, her demeanour much calmer now.

A devious idea slipped into your mind. “I’m ok mom I don’t really feel like breakfast today, but you know what? I think dad might need a little of your help before he leaves for work,” you slyly suggest as you walk over to where your father is sitting and place your hand over his crotch.

His dick was not large but it was enough that you knew if the bastard could stay hard long enough he could get the job done. As you stroked him through his pants his dick stood taller and more at attention.

“Of course honey! I’d be happy to help your father!” your mother excitedly replied. She walked over to the table where your father was sitting knowing exactly what you intended for her to do. Quickly she got on her knees under the table, unzipped your fathers pants and pulled out his rock hard cock.

His cock was only 5 inches in length with a base covered with dirty pubes that wreaked of dry cum. Nevertheless your mother confidently took his prick into her mouth and started sucking the life out of him. You watched as her head bobbed up and down on your father’s prick, catching glimpses of her tongue dart in and out as it wrapped itself around his girth. The kitchen was filled with the sounds of your mother’s sucking and slurping, as well as your father’s grunts and moans. You too felt you own panties moisten as you considered joining them in their fun.