A brief interruption in the hallway

Now that your father had left the room, you were left on your knees while inhaling the growing musk of... pussy and warm latex. This definitely isn't as enticing and exciting as the movies make it out to be. The kind of magical moment that leaves a girl floating on clouds with a tingling sensation throughout her body.

Nope.

All you could feel was your sore knees with fresh friction burns from the carpet, and that the opening of your vagina was... tender and extra sensitive from the constant thrusting it had endured. It's hard to tell if porn had given you the wrong impression of how miserable real sex is like, or if your parents have it wrong. At least you did mention to him that you are up for repeating the event just as long as he attempts to make it pleasurable for you as well. Though you do already regret making that offer. Neither him nor your mom knew your real identity and they've barely known you for a few minutes at best... yet you agreed to being his 'replacement wife'? You practically volunteered your pussy as convenient meat sheathe for his grotesque fuck-stick.

Worse yet, because of the massive age difference between you two, having sex was literally the only thing you two had in common! Different interests, different hobbies, different life. The only thing that mutually benefited both of you was that he had a dick and you had a fresh cunt he could jam it into. So weird...

Speaking of which, you suddenly realize that the sheer size of his organ could cause some additional problems for you! What if he just ruined your tightness? Or the youthful appearance of your teen slit? Right now that stupid hole was the only relevant thing in your life! Your heart skips a beat and you can feel the adrenaline surging -- are you injured? Hurt? Damaged!? You immediately get off your feet and stand up on clumsy, shaky legs while approaching the nearby mirror in a corner of your brother's bedroom. How bad will it be?!

... ironically you realize that nope, nothing really changed? In fact. your precious little peach looked as subtle and normal as the first time you saw it? It's surprising for sure -- turns out that a real pussy is pretty resilient? You REALLY expected there to be something different about it after having sex, but it's still just a normal slit? It does strike you as little odd that it wasn't even swollen and red anymore. Maybe your body's craving to get laid was satisfied? On a primitive level? Anyway, it's a relief that everything is still normal. You know, as normal as they can be considering you still aren't back in your former body... for now, you will have to get used to seeing an empty space between your legs. It's still a little awkward to be staring at a body you are entirely unfamiliar with...

Since the unpleasant scent of old latex was still wafting up from your pussy, you decide to leave the room and take a shower -- it's in the hallway where you stumble into your mother just as she left the master bedroom. Her cheeks were blushing red, a pleased smile rested on her face, and she was entirely naked! Her breasts bounced lightly with every step she took towards you. Her curves were remarkable to say the least, womanly and alluring. Something that does manage to disgust you completely was a cotton string that dangled out of her twat -- a sign of a tampon that she must've inserted recently. A tampon that was probably sealing one of your little brother's creampies deep inside your mother's vagina! Not only had she been too lazy or unwilling to make him use a condom, but she was seriously carrying his load of cum inside her pussy! Every step she took was nonchalant and casual, as if it's completely normal to go for a walk with a cunt full of incestuous seed!

And yet you can't quite figure out why that's so offending to you? There's something wrong with it for sure, but you can't quite put your finger on it. Some kind of risk maybe. Hmmm. In the meantime your mother glanced down at your lady parts as well and easily noticed that the previously so intense state of your ovulating peach had faded. She knew that it was a sign that your pussy had gotten some good action, though it remained unclear whether or not your womb had popped out an egg to fertilize. Naturally she would love to see her husband or her son manage to successfully impregnate that cute teenage belly of yours. A girl only really becomes a woman after she's experienced her very first morning sickness, after all. Her gaze moved up to your tummy and she imagined you with a bloated, pregnant stomach that leaves you barely able to even walk and with a pair of lactating tits capable of feeding both your own babies as well as hers. She beamed in delight!

Obviously you and your mother were thinking about two very different things. "Did everything go well?" she asked with her kind, nurturing voice. "You two were kind of quiet."

Well yeah, your father hadn't fucked you on a squeaking bed unlike what those two did... you can only imagine how incredibly awkward things would get if your neighbors get to listen to TWO creaking beds in the middle of the day... it would sound like a sex den rather than a family home... "Yeah it went well... I suppose." It was a weird question to ask anyway. What defines sex as going well? Did sex go well if the guy climaxes? Did sex go well only if both partners climax? Or did sex go well as soon as the guy gets to ejaculate inside the girl? In which case, does it still count if the guy uses a condom... ?

Being a girl is difficult, and judging by her intrigued gaze it didn't seem like your answer had been enough to satisfy her curiosity.

"I guess he came while inside me?" These things are incredibly tough to put into words without sounding like an idiot... this really isn't the kind of chat you ever expected to have with your mom. "Oh dear, that's great! I didn't know you were into that! I actually had a similar chat with Jimmy about it, too. He suggested swapping partners for a little while... I'm so, so very glad you and my husband came to the same conclusion! Trust me I believe that you can learn a whole lot by having sex with a more mature man! And in the meantime I'll teach Jimmy what I know," she smirked while bumping your side.

She's really quick to form an opinion! "So you and my husband did it bareback, then? I'm glad you removed the condom! They are kinda smelly, right? But where's the cum? He must've dumped it real deep inside, he REALLY likes doing that. Just squirting it right up against the lil' cervix," she teased you playfully while kneeling down in front of you and using two of her slender fingers to open up the lips of your pussy... !! What's she doing!? Completely caught off-guard you simply stand there with a tense expression, how the hell do you react to something like that? Her fingers easily coax your labia into opening up like a little flower to reveal the pink opening into your most private parts -- fortunately without a single trace of the white goo she hoped to see. "No, no no! You misunderstand," you finally manage to interrupt her. "He was still wearing a condom when he came inside me, of course! But I told him that we could keep doing it. I mean, it's not like I've got anything else to do. It's a decent way to kill time, I guess?" She was still looking at your glistening vag while you spoke up, which robbed you of what little privacy you still had while being **** to walk around the house naked... now both of your parents had seen not only the outside of your vulva, but also all the delicate insides that were designed for nothing more than to wrap around a penis and to milk it completely dry.

"Oh, I see!" She sounded slightly upset but nonetheless cheerful that you had so readily opened your legs for him. Something you hadn't done if your brother hadn't blackmailed you into it to begin with... and now it cemented your fate as daddy's new sex doll. "Well I can reassure you that we both respect Jimmy's choice. If he doesn't wish for you to do it without a condom, then we will do our best not to break that promise!" Her words sounded genuine. And your father had already proven that he's not going to do you without a rubber.

Still, things were getting a little out of hand? Maybe this is your last somewhat acceptable opportunity to spill the truth? You're not some stranger. You're their son and you prefer to keep it that way! On the other hand, it doesn't seem like **** is something taboo to them. It might even backfire completely in case your father is into the idea of fucking someone who has been magically transformed into a completely normal and fully functional girl. With or without a condom, your pussy was something seriously special and unique! And to top it off, without any friends to interact with or work to keep you busy, you really would make for a perfect wife. One who is available for sex all day long. A nauseating thought... so you're again back to square one. Should you tell them the truth?