Please let me cum!

Some time off school had been given to Brad to adapt to his new body, and the week following his changes had been as awful as he imagined it would be.

While his mother had only used the runes that one time, it had encouraged his sisters to take the next step in tormenting him.

Mandy and Sally hadn’t held back, putting on the chore board ridiculous demands that Brad would of out right refused normally. With his night time work out and his sisters turning his runes on and off for giggles, Brad was living in a sexual haze he couldn’t escape.

His balls had swollen with cum, making them feel full and tender. Worse was that as the days went by his balls grew bigger, as though being blown up like a balloon. Now they had grown too twice there original size, walking could only be accomplished by pushing his balls back between his legs. This made him look more like a women from the front and squeezing his balls in a way that pushed made any slack in his balls disappear.

In the end all Brad could do was take the less demeaning tasks and hope it didn’t take too long to get 20 stars. He was not sure who had been worse, Mandy or Sally?

Mandy had made him serve her, providing food, cleaning her room and even doing her laundry. Being her personal **** wouldn’t have been too bad if it wasn’t for the fact that every task he did, she would make the runes would flare up, causing him to trip or jerk around. More than once had a something he was carrying gone flying.

Sally had been almost predicable, dressing him in frilly dresses at first, she had moved onto more practical clothing. Booty shorts and tight tank tops that showed off his curves. The custom underwear at least were more accommodating to his junk but were so lacy it was mortifying to wear. With no clothing that fit him and refusing to outside to shop, Brad was left with only Sallys clothing choices.

It was on the last day of the week when the final star was stuck in the chore board. To Brads dismay no one had even mentioned it had been added until around midday. As though it was the the most unimportant thing in there life’s. Mandy had left the runes sucking his cock, which was now twitching up and down like crazy. So when he saw the last star in the board he didn’t waste time and ran straight to the living room.

Release was finally in sight and nothing was gonna stop him. So as he opened the door to see his mother and her fellow book club members sitting around drinking coffee, Brad could feel his stomach sink. Mandy and Sally just happened to be out for a few hours shopping, who else could he even ask about apart from his mother?

“I didn’t realise you and Mark were even that close, he must of gotten quite a surprise when you…..”

“Mom…. Could I talk to you for a minute?”

Engrossed in her conversation, mother barely looked around at his presence “yes, yes, I’ll be with you in a minute”

Waiting impatiently Brad could feel the curious eyes of the women in the book club. How much did they know? They didn’t seem confused as too who he was, and not that surprised to this body here either. Though they only looked at him from the corners of there eye, trying to remain polite. Hopefully he could discreetly get his permission soon.

But as 1 minute turned into 30 minutes and the sucking of his cock did not stop it’s persistence, Brad could no longer wait for the conversation to end.

“Mom! Please… I really need to speak to you…. It can’t wait….”

Finally turning towards him, mom looked at him in annoyance. “What do you want? Can’t it wait till later?”

“Don’t be like that, the poor boy looks like he’s jumping off walls. Must be quite important” one of the younger members offered.

“Oh… i suppose…. So what is it?”

Brad looked at the women in the room as they having stopped there conversations, no longer pretending not to stare. His mother making no effort to leave the room despite his pleading stares.

“I can’t… in front of these people… it’s… you know….. the chore board and…..”

“Enough! Tell me what you want right now” a sharp glare and the angry tone gave no room for argument. A sharp tightening of his ribbon cock made his knees bend a little as though warning him to behave.

Letting out a little squeak in pain, Brad took a deep breath “I… have all 20 stars so….. I was hoping you’d let me………. Let me…….. cum?”

The silence that followed was deafening, not even the rustle of movement was heard. That’s when one of the members started to snicker, then another began, within moments the whole room rang with laughter. Women were clutching there sides, tears running down there faces as though they heard the best joke of there life’s. Brad was beet red from chest to ears as he could only stand there in humiliation.

“Hahahahah oh… oh I can’t believe hahaha….. when you told me of his condition….. hahahah we never thought…. Hahahaha he would be such a **** pervert!”

Laughing alongside her friends mother only nodded and agreed, not defending Brad in the slightest. Seeing the keen interest in Brad and the sudden rise in her status as her friends cooed over him, mother saw an opportunity to gain more magic power. If she was seen as more of an Alpha herself, it would elevate her up.

“You have no idea girls, perhaps you all need a demonstration? Brad, you are given permission to cum, however you like but ONLY in the center of this room, while we all sit here”

Gasps and noises of surprise rang out, comments on how they didn’t know mother had it in her. They had all misjudged her, to do something so embarrassing to her own boy.

Taking a step back Brad considered running away, to save what was left of his dignity. If these gossipy women spread the word of what he was about to do, it could destroy his reputation forever. A sudden twirl of the phantom tongue on his cock had him lean against he doorframe, arousal clouding logical and reason. He knew he would regret it but he just didn’t care anymore.

Stepping into the room, Brad laid down in the middle of the room, not making eye contact with anyone. With a singe pull of his shorts they were down by his ankles and his 2 inch cock was in the air for all too see. The sight of it caused another round of giggling causing him to grab his cock more firmly.

Stroking his cock, Brad found himself focusing on the demeaning giggling and comments directed at him. Words like cute, small and sissy only seeming to make him more horny than before. Slipping out of his fingers, he could only let out an annoyed huff. He just couldn’t get a good rhythm going with the coating, causing his cock to pop out of his fingers at random. Sometimes it was after a couple of minutes and other times it was mere moments.

Despite hitting his minimum 30 minutes of masterbating, Brad was having trouble reaching orgasm. Panting like a dog in heat and grunting in need, he was overcome with lust. So focused on keeping his cock in his fingers as it slipped away once more, his orgasm fading as it was about to reach its peak. Brad didn’t even hear the whispering, followed by a new order.

Powering up the runes on his balls started to vibrate, pulsing quickly in a steady rhythm. Pushing his balls in and out, faster and faster it went. Going beyond anything it had done before. The cum inside his balls starting to churn, going from a liquid, to a slime and to then to a butter like substance. Trying to find his cock as he thrashed around in the floor, a pair of fingers grabbed the foreskin of his cock and yanked it.

A jet of cum went flying over the room, spraying anyone unlucky to be close. The tiny nub of a cock causing it to spray wide under so much pressure. Brad screamed as his orgasm overtook him, his hips bucking up and down. “Pull it more! More it more! More my little cock more! Yes yes yes! I’m cuuuuummming! Mommy make me cum!”

A hand darted back to his cock and almost reluctantly gave it another tug. A smaller orgasm ripped through him and his cock dribbled over the floor, leaving a puddle that stuck to his body as he rolled.

With a final gasp, Brad lay on the floor exhausted. Sleep overcoming Brad, a massive smile on his face. The feeling of satisfaction making it all worth it.

Women from the club took that as signal to leave, all of whom had personally decided that Brad would make for a perfect Beta husband for there daughters. He was so easy to manage and so much fun.

A hand reached out and rubbed Brads hair affectionately, noticing the runes already starting to power up as he slept. Giving a sympathetic stroke of his cock, they made there way to leave with the rest.