Josie's mom, Susanna the voluptuous milf is the next target!

The Femboy’s Homecoming – A Mother’s Corruption

The late afternoon sun cast long shadows across Turin’s narrow streets as Rebecca followed Josie’s hurried footsteps, her emerald eyes locked onto his trembling frame. The femboy’s oversized sweater fluttered around his slender hips, his tight leggings clinging to his thick thighs—legs that had been sculpted by years of **** feminization, his mother’s cruel insistence that he never be a real man.

Josie’s chastity cage jingled with every step, the tiny silver lock glinting in the fading light. Rebecca’s lips curled into a smirk.

"Pathetic," she murmured, her fingers tracing the Ouroboros crest on her stomach. It pulsed under her touch, a slow, hungry throb that mirrored the heat pooling between her thighs.

Josie ducked into a nondescript apartment building, his breath ragged, his cheeks flushed. Rebecca waited a beat before slipping in behind him, her footsteps silent, her presence unnoticed.

The door to the McFat residence was slightly ajar.

Rebecca pushed it open.

The Mother’s Welcome

The scent of vanilla and whiskey filled the air—a warm, intoxicating blend that clung to the apartment’s plush furnishings. Susanna McFat stood in the kitchen, her voluptuous frame wrapped in a silk robe that did little to hide her curves. Her dark brown hair cascaded over her shoulders, her full lips painted a deep red, her hips swaying as she poured herself a drink.

"Giuseppe?" she called, her voice husky from years of cigarettes and stage performances. "Where the hell have you—?"

She froze as Rebecca stepped into view.

"Oh." Susanna’s eyes flickered with recognition. "You’re Stefano’s girl."

Rebecca smiled sweetly.

"And you’re the ex-stripper who couldn’t give him a real son."

Susanna’s grip tightened around her glass.

"You bitch—"

Rebecca’s mark flared.

Susanna’s anger melted, her body slumping against the counter, her dark eyes glazing over.

"W-what…?"

Rebecca stepped closer, her fingers trailing down Susanna’s cheek.

"You remember my father, don’t you?" she purred, her voice laced with hypnotic command. "You remember how he ruined you."

Susanna whimpered, her thighs pressing together.

"Y-yes…"

Rebecca grinned.

"Good."

Then she turned to Josie, who stood frozen in the hallway, his pink lips parted in shock.

"Now," Rebecca murmured, her voice dark with promise. "Let’s fix your mistake, Susanna."

The Feminization

Josie tried to run.

Rebecca grabbed him by the hair, yanking the submissive femboy into the living room, his whimpers music to her ears.

"P-please—!"

Rebecca laughed, her free hand ripping his leggings down, exposing the young man's caged microcock, the pathetic little nub dripping with fear.

"Look at him, Susanna," Rebecca commanded, her sweet contralto echoing with hypnotic power. "Look at the son you failed to make."

Susanna stared, her breath hitching, her fingers twitching at her sides.

"I—I tried—"

Rebecca tsked, her fingers flicking Josie’s cage.

"No. You broke him." She leaned in, her lips brushing Susanna’s ear. "But I can fix him."

Susanna shivered.

"H-how?"

Rebecca’s mark burned, her cock surged forth, thick and heavy, its veins bulging, its tip glistening with corrupt need.

"Like this."

She shoved Josie onto the couch, his thighs spreading helplessly, his cage clattering as his useless dick twitched.

"N-no—!"

Rebecca ignored him, her fingers pressing against his taint, her power surging.

"Shhh," she murmured, her voice soothing, hypnotic. "You want this."

Josie’s protests died in his throat as his body betrayed him, his hole clenching, his thighs trembling.

"Y-yes…"

Rebecca grinned.

"Good boy."

Then she pushed inside.

The Transformation

Josie screamed, his back arching, the slutty femboy's virgin walls stretching around Rebecca’s monstrous girth, his mind shattering under the pain-pleasure of being filled.

"F-FUCK—!"

Rebecca moaned, the futa succubus' wide hips rolling, her cock pulsing as Josie’s tight heat milked her again and again.

"F-Fuck, you’re perfect," she hissed, her fingers digging into his feminine hips. "Just like your mother."

Susanna watched, her breath ragged, the voluptuous milf's fingers twisting in her robe as Rebecca ruined her son, her own cunt dripping at the sight.

"M-more…" Josie whimpered, his voice breaking, his body betraying him. "P-please—!"

Rebecca obliged.

The incubus crest flared, her corrupt powers surged, and Josie’s body changed.

"O-Ohmygod!! W-What is... Fuck!! What are you doin... nngh!!"

His microcock shriveled, the femboy's balls retracted, the futa succubus' taint spreading with each time Rebecca pounded her slutty friend's asshole as a new hole formed—a pussy, pink and dripping, his feminization complete.

"N-no—!" Josie sobbed, his hands clutching at his new cunt, his mind breaking. "W-what did you do?!"

Rebecca laughed, her thrusts growing harder, her cock plunging into his new pussy, her balls slapping against his ass.

"I fixed you," she growled, her voice guttural with lust. "Now take your reward."

And then she came.

The Cumflation

Rebecca roared, her back arching, her cock exploding inside Josie’s new cunt, the torrent of thick, tainted cum flooding his womb, his belly rounding under the weight of it.

Josie screamed, his body convulsing, his new pussy clenching as Rebecca pumped him full, her seed scorching, corrupting, claiming.

Susanna collapsed to her knees, her fingers dipping into her own dripping cunt, her mind lost to hypnotic lust.

"F-fuck…"

Rebecca grinned, her cock sliding free, glistening with Josie’s juices.

"Your turn, Susanna."