Getting Ready for Church

You peak your head out your bedroom door, making sure the coast was clear, and listening closely to hear if anyone was in the bathroom around the corner.

After about a minute, you decide to risk it and quickly and quietly creep out of your room and rush down the hall, around the corner, and twist the knob on the bathroom door - LOCKED!

"CRAPPP!" you think to yourself, and quickly begin to turn around to rush back to your base of operations, when of course suddenly the bathroom door opens, revealing your older sister Brittany and making you feel quite exposed in your current state.

She begins saying, "Don't worry, bathroo-", before she gets a full glimpse of you, raising an eyebrow in response.

Lucky for you, Brittany was the least nice of all your sisters. She wasn't a bitch or anything, but she definitely wasn't about to let you live this down. True to form, you hear her begin to burst out laughing. You yell out, "Shut UPP Brittany!" You slink past her thanks to her laughing and then push her from the back to get her the rest of the way out the door.

As you go to close the door, you see her turn around with a phone in her to suddenly snap a picture of you right before slamming the door. You say through the door, "Shit..! What the hell! Delete that right now Brittany!"

Brittany answers between guffaws, "What happened to you little brother??" "Did you wet the bed last night, and then the tinkle fairy came and gave you a kiss for a job well done??" She busts out laughing again, laughing at her own ridiculous joke.

Your face turns beet red and you say shyly, "It's not piss! It's something else.. Just go awat!"

She says, "Surrreeee, either way, I think that still counts as wetting the bed"

After a few moments without moving from sheer embarrassment, you hear your sister take her laughter down the hall and eventually out of earshot.

You **** yourself to move and clean up in the bathroom, throwing your spiderman onsie in the hamper for your mother to wash - you might never wear the damn thing again, though you've said that many times when you've been unable to sleep without it.

Showered and clean, you walk back to your room to put on the clothes your mother laid out for you for church.

Laid out were khakis, white dress shirt, suspenders, bow tie, and a brown church vest. Not what you would pick at all, but today it was apparently no longer up to you if the Matriarch picked out your clothes.

Despite the relaxing handjob earlier, you were still very nervous. You were supposed to "pay tribute" to your mother's body and soul during the ceremony today in front of the whole congregation. This involved kissing her in very... private places. You would even have to do this in front of your junior year crush Hannah Reed, not to mention Sadie Quill and countless other girls in your class. Hopefully they at least find the spectacle a little arousing. Bonding ceremonies in pop culture supposedly made some women really horny, especially unmarried, unbonded futanari women with high libidos; though you were sure the married women also had their fun watching the ceremony, they probably just hid it better.

You actually just saw a ceremony at your church last week, when Percy Daniels, a homeschooled boy at your church was bonded to his grandmother. Their entire family came out to watch in the first row pews. The Daniels consisted of 5 boys, 7 girls, three mothers with one shared husband and of course the grandmother matriarch at the top. It was the 3rd ceremony you'd seen involving their family.

You shutter at the thought of what Percy Daniels did in front of the entire church and realized that would be you today. Clearly Brittany would be no help, but maybe your other sisters Lilly and Katherine would be there to give you support.

You really hoped Dad wouldn't be there today, not because you disliked your father, but because that'd mean Gigi would be there. Your paternal grandmother and your mother didn't get along even a little. Your mother was still salty that her mother in law took your father back as her bonded male, basically annuling their marriage, and leaving your mother with no adult males to serve her and reversing her matriarch status, which gave her a lot of perks in her job and general life.

Most adult men these days were bonded very quickly, so you knew it was very hard, almost impossible, for your mother to even find a date with an unmarried unbonded man. Those kinds of guys were snatched up quicker than the last donut at a cop convention. Most marriages and out-of-family bondings happened because of connections and business deals. As a result, you had mainly seen your mother on dates with other futanari women over the years, but you were sure she was beyond excited for this day where she would be able to bond her son to her.

You finish putting on the outfit she picked out for you, adjusting the unfortunately pastel pink bowtie and pink suspenders she chose. You take a look at yourself in the mirror and despair at the reality that you're going to look like some effeminate sunday school nerd while you... complete... the ceremony. At least the vest covered up some of the bright pink suspenders.

Just then you hear your mother's voice from coming from your open bedroom door, "Awwww honey, you look sooo adorabblllee."

She sees you wince a little, and she quickly corrects herself, "I meant you look so handsome sweetie. Mommy's gonna have to fight off all the young girls at church with a baseball bat." She fusses with your bowtie and vest as she senses your nervousness, "What's wrong sweetie? Are you still nervous about today? Do you need more penis pumpies from Mommy?"

You cringe and say "Mommm!!"

She answers "Honey, I'm just trying to make sure your ready. Whatever you need baby, Mommy is here, and I'll be with you ever step of the way. Do we need to practice the ceremony now?"

She begins lifting her dress, as you say to her "No no.. it's okay.." You look up at her and give her a nervous reassuring smile and say "I got this"

She leans over and kisses you on the forehead again - again, leaving another lipstick mark on you. She says "That's my big brave boy." "Don't worry, Momma will make sure you're handsomely rewarded once we're good and bonded." She winks at you, making both your heart flutter and your cock jump in your khakis.

She says, "Now go round up your sisters, we need to get there no later than 11:30 since the ceremony's at noon sharp."