Eat your breakfast.

The part you used to hate the most about yourself was any whisper of softness or femininity, any sign your bullies were right about you. Since embracing that side, you've found they are the source of your greatest strength and most profound pleasure. It's the lieing little gremlins telling you that you should be ashamed, that you are a weak bawling boi that you truly hate.

"Let's smother those grossy gross beta bitches an let the bootyfull buttslut bottom bimbo butterfly float free!" You chirp a little suprised how bouncy and floaty your words feel since your "tutoring" but also oddly comforted. You eat your breakfast with gusto and your Mommy washes it down with a wet kiss that has you grinding, greedily against her, but not cumming. You realize dimly that Mommy can cum without being flooded with cum and you can't but the mysterious thought is swallowed by sweet cotton candy clouds filling your head making you willing and eager for the next lesson.

Your Mommy reluctantly breaks the kiss "Mmmmm that's my good lil' sissy sparkles. Now let's head to the gym. For lunch we get a nice green salad, so we need to burn some calories and work our core muscles!" You follow happily, a fuzzy part of you surprized a lazy loser wimp like you is looking forward to exercise, but a sweet, strong inner voice bubbles up, reminding you that you are a good sissy now, and good sissies work hard and play hard.

You make your way to the family gym, not surprisingly, it is your first time in it, surprisingly it is just as kinky as the basement classroom. Wall to wall mirrors as well as the ceiling, and even the floor. It's disorienting at first, but you quickly love to sneak peeks at yourself and your mommy from every angle. You see a workout bench you just know was made for you. Set low, with handles for your arms, and a dildo longer and thicker than the one yesterday, only this one is locked in place. You have an idea how you are going to get your squats in today.

"I see my brainy bimbo is a fast learner. Good. You are going to start every morning with squats, then heavy kegels weight training. We need to keep you taut, tight, and fuckable at all times." You nod eagerly, already slipping off your panties and PLOPPING out your plug. You know you probably won't cum from this, but you are starting to lust after the need as much as the release. Plus, you want to make Mommy proud.

You hear a heavy base rhythm start playing that shakes through you in delicious ripples. You could swear there are super catchy lyrics as well, but you can't make out a word of them. It's just as well, the exercise is what you're here to focus on.

You feel the dildo stretch you painfully, after yesterday's pounding it's actually a relief it still hurts. But there's something deeper than the pain. Mommy said the pills would take effect soon, that they would make you more acumodatin' is that why it tingles so tickily? Why your aching legs feel like ballasts stoking the fire inside you? You scan the room for your reflections, seeing the sheen of sweat on your flush, feverish face, the dildo sliding in and out of your eager sissy cunt, your Mommy stroking her sissy shaft behind you, so thick and full of sweet sticky reward if you do a good job. The low base beat picks up the pace and you struggle to keep up, your joints cry out, your lungs burn, your cunt stings and sings out with equal passion. But you keep bouncing, long after you've built past your boiling point, long after your body can take it, knowing there is a secret sissy strength pushing you forward...

"That's a good gym honey bunny! Mommy can't take anymore! Cum bounce on Mommy's exercise balls and earn you're reward!" The pride of achievement is shockingly sweeter than the promise of relief. You struggle to think of the last feat you achieved in your soft, spoiled life and you don't think you can blame the "tutoring" for your lack of examples.

There is one unexpected source of frustration as you climb face to face and straddle Mommy's lap, sliding effortlessly on her shaft...you barely feel the beautiful boil of fantastic friction. You worry you have grown too loose, but as usual, Mommy can read your pained expression like a Tijuana Bible. "Don't worry, puddin' pet. Mommy will teach you how to stay tight and NNH tingly after she...AAAAAAAH!" She empties her sissy sack into your hungry cunt and you claim her mouth, pinning down her tongue as you both spasm, spurt, and sissygasm.

Eventually her kisses grow softer and more shallow and she pulls away, you whimper but know she will make everything all better and blissful soon. She spanks your ass and you giggle girlishly knowing you are both ready for round two. Of course you clean her sissy shaft thrillingly thoroughly after climbing off peeking at your reflection from every angle, to your gaping cunt to your greedy gullet. When she pulls out an extra wide set of anal beads you moan around her clit.

"That's right, cummy bear, you're going to learn how to tighten up with kegels. You will start with the widest, then suck up bead by bead up your gaping gash until you are nice and tight again." You squeal with sissy school gurl glee, always eager to learn. And soon you have the widest sliding inside you, stretching you painfully in sweet relief. The base goes lower and slower and you focus obsessively on the reflection of your sissy cunt struggling bravely to suck up the next bead...

Another slides inside you with a wet SQUELCH and you squeeze down hard until you feel the pain and pressure build inside you again. Of course, that makes the first bead ache more agonizingly, but no pain no gain. Your asshole older brother, Brad's voice echoes inside you along with the base, "Do you even lift, bro?" and you are deliriously determined to suck up the next bead. Beads of sweat form on your feminine, furrowed brow. It turns you on watching the sissy's frustrated struggles and Mommy's slow sissy shaft strokes in the corner. As you take a bead, then another up inside you in quick succession you see her pace quicken and struggle to match her exertions.

Every bead makes the one before it hurt a little hotter, until the pain is what pushes you to hear the next sloppy SQUELCH. Before you know it you feel the final bead tingling against your newly tight hole and your Mommy is rubbing her sissy shaft against your lips moaning, "Now push them out, cutey cunt!"

PLOP

PLOP

PLOP

Mommy's sissy clit swells, spasms, and spurts all over your sissy face and your own clit dribbles and drools as every following bead sends shivery, sweltering sissygasms coursing through you and spurting out of your limp clit.

PLOP

PLOP

PLOP

PLOP

As you push them out, Mommy is kissing you and sharing your cummies as is your custom, but you still feel grateful and greedy for every drop. When you are finally both collapsed together, spent and sweaty, she breathlessly, blissfully whispers, "Good gurl. Now go get cleaned up in the showers. This is just your new morning routine and we have a long day of 'tutoring'."

Always one to push your luck you ask seductively, "Will you help get my back if I get your front, Mommy?"

After a long afternoon of "tutoring" you can't remember if she agreed or not, but you distinctly remember her "tucking you in" to bed and the delirious fever dreams that followed...