Apologize to Mommy's cock with a wet kiss.

You can't kiss your mother's cock! She shouldn't even have a cock! And you aren't gay! Who does she think she is?! For that matter...who IS she?! And why are you crawling towards her on all fours?! Why does her cock smell so good?! How can the flesh of it feel so soft in your hand, yet the muscle beneath so hard?! Why are you following her on all fours over to her bed like an eager puppy?! And how could anything possibly taste so good on your tongue as her spongy mushroom head?!

"You are probably filled with MOAN questions. See I'm actually your daddy. Long ago, your new, improved Daddy met me and your mommy and showed me I was really a sissy slut...sort of like I'm showing you now..." Is that what she's showing you?! You can't really be a sissy, can you?! It's not your fault her clitty tastes so good! It's a Mommy cock after all...it's not like it's a real stud's cock stretching your throat and making you feel so light headed and...slutty?!

"Your old mommy didn't make the OOH cut unfortunately. So Daddy turned me into your MOAN Mommy and started another of his many AAAH sissy families. I told him you could be a WHIMPER stud son one day like his bio son, Brad, but I guess the NNNH fruit doesn't fall far from the tree." She's lying...she has to be. You're nothing like her. You'd never suck a fat daddy cock just because a Mommy shaft is making your tiny cock spurt and shudder all over her silk sheets.

"Aww, candy mouth. If only you OOH could see your MOAN fetching, NNNH flushed face right now, you'd AAAAH realize you are WHIMPER right where you OOH belong. My NNNH sweet...MOAN little...EEEEEE sissy!" You wish you could call her a liar, but you can't find the words...and not just because your mouth is full of her creamy cum. Maybe it's because you're too busy slurping it from her silken, steel hard sissy shaft, greedily guzzling every last drop until she her clit swells and grows hard in your throat again.

"Mmmm I love a greedy sissy...but Mommy is hungry for your other starving hole. Come on, baby bitch, crawl on Mommy's bed and let her fuck away any last, lingering doubts out of your sissy cunt?" How dare she?! You aren't some bargain basement bimbo like her, purchased for a smooth line and a rough fuck! Just because you're crawling onto her bed and swaying your ass seductively, doesn't mean you want her to fuck you. Just because you whimper wetly as she pulls your tights off you and your sticky spurts fall free, why would she think you want her to stick her, spit-slicked, swollen sissy shaft?!

"Ooh give Mommy a second to lube up...you don't want me to hurt you with my thick clit, do you? TEE HEE Well...maybe you do, but Mommy want's to be gentle for her baby's first time." Again with the assumptions. Mommy always said "when you assume you make an ass out of you and me". Right now, it seems like she's only going to make an ASS out of you. And she seems to be right on the bullseye. Her fingers tease and tickle your asshole, lubing and stretching it as she prepares you for penetration. If you don't set her straight soon, she'll really get the wrong idea.

"Oh gawd, WHIMPER Mommy...you're fingers feel MOAN so...WHIMPER so... gooooOOOOOHHH!" Well the dumb slut is really going to get the wrong idea now. Just because your crazed, confused cock is spurting onto her silk sheets. Just because you can't stop moaning. If only you could compose yourself for a second, you could tell her you hate every sweltering second of this...

"Silly slut, you don't have to buck back so desperately...Mommy wants to fuck you almost as bad as you NEED to be fucked" Mommy slides her thick shaft between your cheeks. She must confuse you rubbing your ass up and down the length of her shaft as encouragement, because before you can tell her how disgusting her wide, spongy cock feels against your puckering, tingling hole...she's pressed past your ring and is sliding deeply inside you...

"Ooooooh fuuuuuuuck! Ohhhhhh Gooooood!" Well clearly she can tell by your feminine moans of agony and pleas to a higher power to save you that you want her to stop forcing sticky spurts out of you with her fat cock. The pain of her thick clit stretching your taut, tender tissue is nearly indescribable...and the pleasure is so much worse than that. Better than anything you've ever felt...better than anything you ever fantasized about...and then she hits your sissy gspot and life as you know it is over...

"Oh MOAN Mommeeeeeee! WHIMPER Harder...fuck my OOOOH sissy cunt harder! I NEEEEEEED MOOOOOOORE!" Damn...she's really going to take that the wrong way. Or maybe it's the right way? There is still a lingering echo, a ghost of your former self haunting your waking wet nightmare, but suddenly...that voice doesn't make any sense.

Why wouldn't you want to feel this unimaginable ecstasy all the time? Who wouldn't prefer sucking a fat juicy cock to having their own pathetic prick played with so it could shoot off early and leave a sticky spurt of shame? Who in their right mind would choose cumming from their weak, wilted sissy clit when they could feel the full body bliss of hard flesh feeding their soft, starving cunt? It's like every nerve in your body is being rewired popping and bursting into flame in an overload of euphoria, your very soul catches flame...melts into a sweet, sticky puddle...and you rise Phoenix like and triumphant.

"Ooh babeeeeeey! You're MOAN bucking back so OOOH hard! Mommy's AAAAH...gonna... EEEEEEEEEEE!" She fills you to the brim with her thick, creamy Mommy milk and the pleasure sends you spiraling into a sweet sissy spiral of blissful blackness....

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...."Barbie? Barbie, wake up. You were talking in your sleep, telling me all the twisted things you want Mommy to do to you. I have to admit, even I was a little shocked by some of them. But, don't worry, I wrote them all down and we'll do every last one this week no ifs ands or buts...well maybe some butts. Oh and, Barbie, I love your sissy name you picked. It suits you perfectly!"

Damn...she is definitely going to get the "wrong" idea about you now...so why does it feel so right?