Deep down you go

With your mom giving you no other choice, you inch your way deeper onto his cock. As the crown bumps against the entrance to your throat you send prayers of thankfulness towards whoever turned you into a girl because apparently, they erased your gagging reflex along with your penis. Next to you, you can hear your mom squealing in joy. "Oh, how great. See, this just proves that you were turned into a girl just to serve us as our little fucktoy! We don't even have to train your throat to take the biggest of cocks."

She giggles as your brother establishes a rhythm of fucking your throat. Holding you tight by pulling your arms behind you, she pushes you forward with one foot planted in your back to meet your brothers’ thrusts. Again and again your nose is pressed into his groin and you inhale his musky, manly smell.

With no other choice but to follow her lead you endure the treatment. "Look up to him. Guys like it when they can see the tears in your eyes.", she instructs, and you feel too weak to put up a fight. As you look up you can see your brother grinning in obvious delight. Seem like your mother was right.

"Good job honey, he is getting close. Now, when he cums, be sure to catch all of it in your mouth and show it to him before swallowing. And don't you dare to make a mess, young lady!"

What? Shallowing your own brothers cum? You get a slight wave of nausea just thinking about it. But unable to protest with a dick in your mouth you have no other choice but to sit tight and obey. Soon you feel him twitching and the first spurt of cum lands on your tongue. The taste is actually not all that bad, but still you are not exceptionally happy about the situation. When it feels like he is done you obediently open your mouth to show him. But instead of swallowing like you should a spark of resistance flames up and you try to spit it out. Unfortunately, your mom must have expected that because as you turn to spit the spunk away her hand shoots forward covering your mouth. "Oh no, little bitch. You will drink your little protein shake!" Her other hand now reaches around your neck and starts to massage your throat until you have no other choice but to swallow. "There you go. Soon enough you will stop these stupid annoyances and be a good slut."

You feel icky all over when she finally lets you go and allow you to leave the room. After brushing your teeth extensively and taking a long shower you feel like yourself again. Well, your girl-self. Leaving the bathroom, you are still nervous and more than aware of your exposed midriff and underboobs. But true to your mothers’ words you are already getting more comfortable in this new body and the shame you felt when first putting them on has somewhat changes to a strange pride that gets renewed when you look in the mirror and have to admit that you really look hot.