Jamie is about to find out.

Jamie couldn't stop staring. Her father's balls were huge! They had completely destroyed the zipper, the taut, dark brown orbs bulging out lewdly. Suddenly, there was a sharp ripping sound and something whizzed past the futa's ear, narrowly missing her. From the way Edwards pants suddenly sprang open, only staying up because of the way his thighs and hips had plumped up, Jamie brilliantly deduced that it had to have been the button. But with the last bastion holding his pants closed now gone, Edward's crotch was now fully exposed and Jamie's jaw dropped.

Two grapefruit-sized nuts covered in dark-brown skin rested on the front of Edward's thighs, entirely unable to fit between them. Not that there was much room between her father's legs - only the struggling dress pants prevented them from touching along the entire length of the thighs. But Jamie only spared a cursory glance to anything but the main price: Right over these impossibly huge balls was... a surprisingly short dick. Maybe even disappointingly short, Jamie wasn't really sure about her feelings on that matter. But it was almost half the circumference of Jamie's fist, and the head was... blunt?

While her dad was still preoccupied with his new and improved chest, Jamie couldn't help but step closer, getting on her knees in front of her father. With her face almost level with Edward's crotch, the futa realized that the stumpy mini-dick was slowly getting bigger, both in girth and length. Taking a shaky breath, Jamie raised one hand to gingerly touch her father's transformed member, but as soon as she made contact, Edward squeaked and fell backwards on his by now enormous ass, the sudden impact setting off a thigh-quake that shredded what was left of his pants.

"W-What are your doing?" Edward stared at his daughter - or, to him, his son he barely recognized. "We... we can't, we're... father and son...?"

"Uh, duh~! She's trying to help you, silly!" Anne replied in Jamie's stead, sitting down on the chair she had been standing behind, crossing her arms under her more than generous chest. "I mean, look at you. You're so horny you can't even stand! Maybe, y'know, let her get on that dick and stuff?"

"But I... we are... that would be..." Despite his barely coherent protests, Edward's strange cock continued to swell and rise from his crotch, slowly slipping out of some kind of sheath and revealing a mottled pattern that became more prominent past the fleshy ring that now became visible. Jamie's throat felt tight, making it hard to swallow the copious amounts of saliva the sight before her elicited. Somehow, she had become the driving **** of this whole affair, her father having become too timid to offer anything but weak protests. Similar to his wife, his personality had done a 180. Where Anne had gone from ice queen to overly clingy and outgoing, Edward had lost every shred of his take-charge attitude. Now, he was lying on his back, one hand trying to cover his boobs, the other hovering over his belly button, not daring to touch the jutting pole of mottled flesh between his legs.

"Ahn! N-no, please..." When Jamie finally dared to touch the 12 inch monster, marveling at the silkiness and the feeling of her father's racing heartbeat just under the skin, Edward could only mewl helplessly. The futa saw him bite his lower lip, letting his head fall back, apparently trying to fight the sensations. But Jamie barely cared. She was helping him, wasn't she? Thinking back to how the redhead had felt when she had first changed, Jamie was definitely doing him a favor. Sticking out her tongue, she leaned in closer and gave the thickening, veiny shaft a tentative lick. The taste was surprisingly pleasant, musky and slightly salty.

"Nnnghaaawd!" Edward yowled, bucking his hips against Jamie's delicate grip, almost pulling his cock out of his daughter's hands. All he succeeded in was that the futa gripped his monstrous member tighter, the obvious result being more pleasure threatening to overwhelm Edward. Already he was panting uncontrollably, the shallow breaths becoming gasps as Jamie stretched her mouth over the flared tip - or tried to. No matter how the futa tried, she was unable to fit the whole thing without unhinging her jaw. Seeing as Jamie wasn't a snake, the redhead had to be content with licking and slurping all over the impressive length.

"Wooow, look at you go!" Anne squealed from where she was sitting, clapping her hands. At least it sounded like that to Jamie, whose full attention was on the stiff member in her hands. "Does it, like, taste as good as it looks?"

All Jamie did to reply was making a satisfied groan, the vibrations traveling into Edward's shaft and eliciting a strangled squeak. Jamie sucked a patch of taut skin into her mouth and let her tongue play over it, glancing towards her father's head. He was covering his face with both hands; a face that was red as a tomato from the parts that could be seen. Still, at least part of him was enjoying himself, considering that Edward made no real attempts to get away. His legs twitched weakly against the floor, but they weren't kicking or even close to trying to **** Jamie away.

Emboldened by the lack of resistance, the futa began covering her father's monster in saliva, eager to prepare it for the main event. No matter how enticing the taste was, Jamie hadn't been able to forget the feeling of being stuffed by her mother's huge vibrator - or Monica's cock, for that matter. Edward's gigantic fuckstick was bigger than both of them, and it was still growing. Jamie was eager to see how it would scratch that incredible itch building deep within her, her snatch so wet it made the fabric of her yoga pants cling to her crotch like a second skin.

But first, she wanted to taste more of this incredible, animalistic length, trailing her tongue from the very base, just above the balls, up to the very tip. Jamie took her time, savoring inch... after inch... after inch. Reaching the protruding ring in the middle, the futa had already reduced her father to a moaning puddle of lust. Letting her tongue play over the ring, Jamie continued upwards until she reached the bloated, flat tip - and was rewarded with a first drop of precum. It tasted salty, sticking to her tongue, making it hard to swallow; probably an acquired taste...

"Mmmh, I can't wait, Da--" Jamie stopped herself. Calling the near-delirious horsecocked woman before her 'Dad' seemed off. Very off. "Emily. I wan't you inside me, Emily... I'm so wet for your huge dick..."

Talking to the girl who had been her father like this felt exhilarating. The futa's heart raced in her chest as she stood up, quickly stepping out of her yoga pants, letting go of Emily's member. Amazingly, despite its size, it remained upright, proud and throbbing. As Jamie's cock flopped free, a few droplets of pre were flung away and hit the sweltering pole of flesh, mingling with the futa's saliva. The horse girl's head rolled left to right and right to left, face still covered by her hands. She seemed wholly unable to process the new sensations assaulting her senses. Jamie felt a little bad for her... mother, for lack of a better word, but this cock... this irresistible, gargantuan pole...

Her bottom now completely bare, Jamie stepped over Emily's prone body, spreading her legs as to not stand on the other woman's impressive hips. Even in this squatting position, it was impressive how close the trembling head of Emily's cock was to Jamie's dripping pussy; and it filled the futa with a bit of apprehension. If her second mother's dick was this long, what would it do to her poor pussy?