Complications? You're quickly running out of luck

It still takes a little more practice, but eventually you get the hang of things. You simply have to be soft and gentle with your new lady bits, and they'll thank you for it! Some light touching here, a bit of gentle rubbing there, and it's usually enough to get the juices flowing. It's vastly more delicate than having a penis -- something you can simply grab however roughly you want, give it a few strokes, and it will be ready to blow.

It's also interesting to observe how the female arousal... lingers. As a dude, you could climax and a minute later go back to gaming like nothing ever happened. Now as a girl? There's still remnants of your love-liquids seeping out minutes after you stopped touching yourself, and once you wait a little longer, they pretty much nestle between your labia and turn into this cold, wet leftover of what used to be a good time. You know that feeling when you accidentally spill a drink on yourself and it quickly turns into that unpleasant feeling of moisture that clings to your skin? It's like that, just even more awkward because suddenly it's your entire crotch area that feels wet and cold.

Regardless, the lesson to take away from it all is that 'making sweet love' to your kitty is what gets it going. Dully noted. Since the bed itself was starting to reek of sex, you climb off to sit on the carpet itself while turning on the TV to watch a few shows to pass the time. If all you're good for is your new pussy, then you can bet your ass that the remaining time can be spent watching TV guilt-free. It's equally depressing anyway, the new season of Game of Loans won't be released for another year or so. It's your favorite lawyer show after all, centered around a shady guy who works his way up the career ladder while having to support his brother.

A few hours pass uneventfully, and you lazily remain in the master bedroom watching random shows. Your father knows where to find you when you're needed... another hour passes before that happens, and it's announced by something as simple as hearing the door creaking open, and your naked dad stepping into the room. Time for your vagina to be put to good use again. You've pretty much resigned yourself to that fate by now anyway, and reach down to gently touch your pussy again. Your father however had other plans and couldn't be bothered to wait even a minute for you to rev that engine! Instead, he simply climbed on top of you right there on that carpet while he begun stroking his dick to full length. While he absent-mindedly moved his foreskin back and forth, you once again remember that you are now completely unprotected unlike before. There would be nothing to stop him from impregnating you with a single solid fuck.

Of course, he doesn't know that. As far as he knows, that may have already happened yesterday! There's no big ceremony when he begins rubbing his cockhead up and down the length of your tiny slit, until he begins pushing inwards to **** the lips of your pussy out of the way. You're just about to moan out from the growing discomfort in your loins when you remember your mother's words about girls having to be quiet during sex...

You're awkwardly staying silent while he pushes the crown of his dick into the snug comforts of your pussy, stretching you anew. All you can do is lying there on your back like a toy to be used. The preparations from earlier helped a little, it was slightly easier to accommodate his adult-sized cock into your body! Your concentration is briefly broken when your mother enters the room as well, and of course held her stupid phone up to record every moment of the incestous connection you shared with your dad. Documenting the way her new daughter was right in the midst of some old fashioned breeding...

A sudden thrusts knocks all air out of your lungs, and you gasp desperately while tensing up completely! Something SERIOUSLY just felt like the worst kind of kicked-in-the-nuts sensation, a cramping somewhere in the far back of your pussy while you felt your father's ball sack dragging up against your body. Another heavy shove forward once again filled you with the very same sharp pain, and you tense up even harder than before! It was getting seriously difficult not to groan bitterly... this new position allowed him to get far, far deeper than ever before!

Your mother simply responded with an entertained chuckle as she crawled up to your side and stroked your hair reassuringly. "Shh, don't worry about it. It's a good sign! If there's a little discomfort, it means he's finally hitting your cervix! All that warming up I told you about finally pays off." He's beginning to rhythmically pound down into your snatch, each time completely burying his entire length of dick-meat inside your cunt and bumping against the most tender spot within you. At this point, you can almost imagine the way your unprotected cervix was repeatedly kissing the purple crown of his cock. As if to encourage him to dump a load inside you and seal your fate. It was an incredibly weird thought, and even now it felt like it might be the wrong choice to so openly allow him to plow your pussy bareback...

It's already too late though...

With another groan, he heaved his entire weight down against your helpless vagina, STRETCHING you widely and filling you with the sensation of a rapid throbbing. No doubt. His testicles were right in the middle of delivering multiple injections of sperm, spitting those disgusting wads of cum right into your new genitals... possibly even inseminating you right then and there...

When he pulled out, you immediately noticed the new mixed scent of your feminine juices combined with his pungent cum. It was filling the room with a whole new stench, one of unprotected sex... of course, neither one of your parents knew that this was your very first time doing it without anything to prevent a pregnancy, so shortly after pulling out you already had to watch your father picking up his clothes and getting dressed. He joined your mother, who simply left the room to prepare some snacks downstairs, like nothing even happened! Leaving you on the ground, with slippery sperm slowly oozing out of your cunt slit and a persistent ache in your belly after getting your cervix pounded... it was a good reminder of why you didn't want to be a girl. Even after practicing and preparing so thoroughly, you still ended up with a sore pussy and a dull pain in your loins... being female sucks...

"Nnh.... ahnn..." you struggle to get back up onto your feet, and as soon as you stand up, a splurge of warm semen dribbles down your thighs. So gross...
Even your legs felt a little numb, which made it more difficult to get to the bathroom and rest on the toilet seat. An ongoing leakage of sperm flows out of your cunt, and there's nothing you can do but waiting for it to leave your body. You were quite literally a cum-dump for your father at this point... how is this supposed to be even remotely romantic?

With another frustrated sigh, you get off the seat to rummage through the medicine cabinet. There it is. Medicine to help you. Your small feminine fingers grasp an old sheet of pills -- morning after pills -- and you take a close look at the description. For up to 72 hours after sex to prevent a pregnancy. Perfect.

But should you really take them? It was... a tough choice. "Mother knows best..." It's difficult to get the phrase out of your head, but a part inside of you knows that you don't want to be stuck as girl for the rest of your life. Your entire purpose would be to remain an attractive sex doll and decently useful cum receptacle for your daddy, popping out children like a candy dispenser...

With a whole lot of newly gained confidence, you leave the bathroom to look for a glass of water and chug the pill down but... as you pass the hallway... you notice that even Gwen's room now had pink wallpaper? You peer inside... and see just a whole lot of toys? Another crib... what's going on? Her stuff disappeared entirely! It's like she never existed! This isn't like what happened to your room. This was different. Nobody had even touched her room recently, this can't be! With a few quick steps, you check out your brother's room only to see that it's COMPLETELY empty? No furniture, no wallpapers, nothing, nada. What the heck is going--

ring, ring...

Huh?

ring, ring...

The phone is ringing in the... master bedroom? You quickly get there, and spot your own phone right there on the nightstand, ringing. How did it even get there? Who could be calling you? Oh... crap... not her again... you reluctantly accept the call.

"Hello?"

"Oh hello! It's my dearest friend once more! So nice to hear your voice again, and still without an adam's apple? I'm glad!" A row of goosebumps instantly forms across your back. You know her by now... unfortunately.

"What do you want?! The 48 hours aren't over yet. Did I win? Did I lose?" Your heart begins racing as all the possibilities rush through your mind. You're not pregnant yet, are you? Nope it doesn't happen THAT fast. You still have plenty of time to take precautions.

"Oh honey, you sound so worried! Didn't you have fun? I heard your mother even volunteered to help you with that new equipment of yours! She taught you how to use it! Isn't it just so, so super nice when family sticks together like that? I think it's the best. You know, helping each other, supporting each other, just because you are all part of one big family. It's why I'm calling!" You're not sure where this is going, but you sure as hell don't like the sound of it. "I figured I should help you a bit, too. Since you chose to grab those Plan B pills for an easy way out. I thought we could spice things up a little! You probably already noticed that your siblings are gone? Oh don't worry, they are perfectly fine. Gwen and... Jimmy, was it? A brother and a sister, lucky you. Big family. Of course you are probably wondering where they are and why your parents aren't looking for their precious children. You see, they simply don't exist yet in this version of your new reality, sponsored by yours truly! Just a tiny alteration, but so much fun!"

"Wah?" What the hell. "You friggin' removed my siblings from EXISTENCE? Are you completely crazy? Nuts!? What the hell is wrong with you? How can you even say they are okay in any way if you literally erased them? They're dead?! Where are they!?" This has gone way, way too far. You grab the glass of water and pop one of the pills out of their packaging, ready to swallow it down.

"Nuh-uh. Wouldn't do that if I were you." Her cheerful voice is almost giggling into your ear. "Your siblings are perfectly fine, just young. REALLY young. In fact, Jimmy is right now surrounded by a few million other potential siblings. Tiny ones! They all have those cute wriggly tails! Adorable little wee tadpoles. He's right where your father left him post-coitus, right on your cervix. There's a lot of competition, but he's doing pretty well so far. Amazing how dedicated those sperm-cells are, only a single purpose to fulfill! With a little luck, he will swim right up into your womb and secure a new life for himself and a pregnancy for you. Gwen, as of now, I'm afraid she's still tugged away inside your father's balls. Yeah, yeah, I know. Too much info I bet. The next time you earn yourself another creampie, I'm sure you will get her out of there too. So whaddaya think? Hmm? Are you going to make a little sacrifice for the sake of your family by not taking that silly pill after all? Or do you think that you are more important than both of your siblings? I can't say I'd blame you! A twin pregnancy can be REALLY tough on the woman. Not to mention the mood swings, the morning sickness, the..."

Beep!

You hang up on her. Instead, you look back at the small pill in your hand. Damn it! It's the only thing that could help turning you back into a guy, and now you can't take it anymore. Or you shouldn't. It's almost a little ironic. Your mother gave birth to Gwen like... 20 years ago or something when she wasn't even married yet, she was simply your father's partner. And now you are your dad's girlfriend. And at this rate, it's your turn to give birth to a little Gwen... and your brother. Twins. Twins! Seriously, you would have twins growing inside you! On the other hand... you could also just tell your father that you've got a headache tonight and let her remain a part of him for a while longer. At least right now, you would have only one child growing in your belly. Isn't that already bad enough?

...a short while later, John's mother returns to her laptop to update the new gallery yet again...
"Mom's Family album, entry 8!"

Things are going well! I suspect the effect of the **** has worn off slightly, but our little Sarah still knows her purpose. I think this is as close to getting a real daughter as it can get! Maybe now that we have her available, we can finally work on expanding our family a bit! I always wanted to have more than one child! Lord knows why I decided to settle with just one baby so many years ago, making them is fun after all! Well, maybe not for Sarah, but she will learn to appreciate it as well. If she doesn't... well, her new equipment functions regardless!

She's getting all the sex a teenage girl could ask for, she gets to enjoy sex completely bareback, and her little pussy is drinking up SO MUCH cum that I almost envy her! Oh to be young again! I still find it odd that she can't simply let go and enjoy herself a little. 'Ouch, ouch my pussy hurts.' Tsk! Back in my day, we were proud when we got a little cervix pounding!! At this rate, we will have a house full of babies in no time! This 'curse' is the best thing that ever happened to our family!