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Chapter 9 by TheGuy83 TheGuy83

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The Futa Fusion

Author's note: been a long time since i added a chapter but i thought you all would enjoy this devilishly new idea. Please leave comments on your thoughts and id love for anyone to add there own chapters on what they think happens next

After 8 Long days attached to the cock of your mother you finally felt the viagra keeping her hard beginning to die down on the morning of what would have been day 9. Over the last 8 days your mother had not removed you, every drop of piss and cum she produced ran through your body as your only source of nutrients (thankfully futa cum actually was remarkably fulfilling to a boys body), she had fucked your throat in nearly every room of the house missing only your room funny enough. She had taken time off so every day she would start with you and her sitting on the couch and Sarah and Crystal left for class, and by the time they returned 8 hours later she hadn't moved, aside from her pistoning hips. And now in the current moment she was watching the morning news and noticing her cock going soft.

“Ah dougy im glad we had this time together over the last week you did an excellent job so next time i need someone to be my fucktoy ill make sure to go to you before your sisters” she smiled as if she had been doing you the favor by nearly fucking a hole through your head. “But anyways as promised i'm softening up so lets get you off my cock” she ended her sentance and bent forward to get the harness off your head. After a clicking of the lock and a smack of her tits against the top of your head you were finally free. As you began to move your head up from the biggest cock you had ever seen you noticed a problem. You could not get the cock out of your throat. As Lisa noticed something was wrong she tried to pull out but was unable too. Something had happened during this week that was about to change both of your lives

—------1 hour later at the hospital—---

Doctor Baxter had been taking care of both of you since the emergency room and had rushed some tests that you were finally going to get the results of. “Well i've heard of things like this happening but i always assumed they were not possible and just urban legends” she sat down in her chair and looked at your mother who was sitting on the bed, joint at the cock with your mouth as you kneeled on the floor unable to see the doctor. “During the-” she checked her notes “8 days you were spending together it would seem that the constant movement wore down the skin partially on your cock and much more prominently in douglas's throat” you hated people calling you by your full name. “and as both organisms began to heal they sort of locked together entrapping your cock inside of him” your mother was almost in shock and asked abruptly in the middle of the doctor's sentences “well how do we fix this?”. The doctor put a hand on your mothers shoulder and said “unfortunately any major surgery risks cutting Doug's jugular vein and resulting in **** or brain damage, and the risk to you could be nearly as fatal” your mother and you both were in shock at the information that you were stuck together. “The good news is as you are uncut and have foreskin in addition to dougs throat there is still some mobility so you can attach him upside down or thrust, but removal will not be possible for the foreseeable future until we have enough information and innovation to safely help you both.”

“Well what are we to do? How are we supposed to live like this? "Your mother asked both of you as your mouth was too full to speak.

“My personal recommendation based on the position in society and in reality would be for you to go about your normal existence and incorporate your son fittingly, he will not be able to attend school like this and will always be with you” they took a pause before reassuring your mother “while it may be tough at first you will both adjust and live full healthy lives, and at the very least you've gotten a very sweet cock sleeve dont you” she said rubbing your hair. “We will have another checkup sometime soon but until then I advise adjusting in the way that works best for you”. And with that your mother stood up and your were **** to follow in suit in a backwards crawl sort of motion. Today was the begging of your new existence and we can only wonder how it would go.

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