Your mother decides to intervene

slap, slap, slap....

Every thrust allowed your father's ball sack to swing forward and impact with your widely stretched cunt, which was completely wrapped around his cock at this point. Your father's dick was ready to make a creamy deposit into the very back of your receptive cunt, the moment that everything had been building up to! All the teasing, tension and experimenting. Considering you still had some fertility meds coursing through your blood, it shouldn't take much to coax your womb into conceiving his baby -- and he knew! He was well aware that even a few drops of his cum would be enough to knock you up for good! Still, just to be sure, he began pushing particularly deep into your twat to stretch open the very end of your vag. The perfect spot to dump a majority of his load! A neat little technique that could easily double the chance of achieving a pregnancy! Back and forth he goes while the unmistakable sound of sex echoed inside the room. A good amount of his pre-cum had already seeped into your little peach as well, mingling with your own juices. The slippery lube was enough to rapidly push him over the edge. He's ready to squirt new life into your womb and you readily allow him to relish the approaching climax!

Out of nowhere you hear your mother's alarmed voice! "STOP! Stop, stop!" She storms into the room and both you as well as your father stare at her in shock and confusion!? What is SHE suddenly doing here and how long had she been watching?? Of course you follow her demands and shift your body forward, while your dad was in the midst of approaching his climax! He slips out of your vag just as he was about to cum and instinctively pushes forward again! Your little hole opens right up to the immense **** he was using -- except it was the wrong hole that he just pushed back into!

"OUCHFUCK!" You cry out! You scream! "SHITSTOP!" Within merely a second you went from lazily enjoying an early morning fuck into a burning pain from hell that filled your entire bum! It's accompanied by a throbbing and suddenly warm and wet sensation inside your rear! Your bowels are getting their first creampie... "What the hell!!" At this point you couldn't even pretend to be a girl! Your voice is coarse and bitter and in anguish, while more and more of the hot liquid splatters into your rear... he was thoroughly filling you up and you've got no idea how fortunate you are that he wasn't inside your fertile peach right now.

At the same time your dad releases what sounds like a mixture between a moan and some intense laughing, he couldn't keep his mouth shut for much longer. The situation took a hilarious turn, in so many ways! "Oh you lucky little slut, you have no idea." His hands held onto your hips while he sent the last of his cum into your bowels. Such a waste, but at least he was proud to know that you had no hole left that he hadn't defiled.

With an uncertain stare, your mother observed you as you crawl forward and wince when the bloated appendage slips out of your sore butt. It's as if she's looking at an alien, really. Wide open eyes, disbelief, it takes her a moment to open her mouth. "John...?"

"Yea?" Your delicate, female voice answers. It takes you a moment before you realize the mistake. "Oh shit, I mean who? John isn't at home right now! I think? I don't even know the guy..." you trail off but it's a little too late. She's onto you, your secret is no longer a secret.

"Oh my! I'm so sorry, what did I do!!" It's like she committed a ****, gee calm down mom...

"Mind giving me an explanation, too?" Dad is just as surprised as you are at this change of events.

"Jimmy told me the whole thing. John was turned into a... girl? That girl," she says while pointing at you sitting there on a few pillows with fresh warm semen leaking from between your bum cheeks. Your swollen cunt was visible but fortunately without a trace of cum anywhere near the entrance. Oh boy this is going to be awkward... you look back up to your father who still looks... like he's struggling to take in all that new information. No big surprise, magical transformations are unheard of. Until today.

"Yeah, kind of. Remind me to give Jimmy a slap later fo--" you're interrupted by your mother's tight embrace, hugging you SO tightly that it nearly squeezes the air outta you! "Sorry, sorry! I can't believe what I've put you through!" The horror of feeding all sorts of weird **** to her 'son' had quickly caught up to her now that she knew your real identity!

"Well. Yeaaah. I guess yesterday had been... something." It's hard to find the right words, thankfully your father began to understand what's going on. "So you are... John?" His eyes began to wander up and down your body -- the new body -- and he struggled to believe it still. Especially considering he had spent an entire day pounding away at you, and had done so again merely a minute ago. It still didn't seem to phase him as much as you feared, he was probably torn between being shocked at this unexpected outcome, and being perfectly fine with your attractive new body. After all it had already been established that you didn't mind having a dick wedged into your warm lil' cunt.

"After all the things I put you through!" your mother exclaimed once again while hooking an arm around you and dragging you into the bathroom, she didn't take no for an answer. Simultaneously you could feel some fresh hot cum leaking out of your bum and down your thighs. A few droplets were getting dangerously close to your slit, but your mom quickly wiped the sticky remnants away with a towel before directing you to sit down on the toilet seat to let the remaining semen ooze out safely.

Girls spend a lot of time on the toilet seat, huh. A vagina is really high maintenance...

While you're busy squeezing out the remnants of your daddy's love goo, your mother rummages through the medicine cabinet before returning her attention to you with a small vial in hand. "This should.... well it SHOULD at least... remove most of the **** effecting your body. In fact the only thing it won't return back to normal is... you will still be female, and you will still have some... memory issues." You drink the potion.

"Memory issues?" Did she turn you into an idiot? "What kind of memory issues are you talking about?" The bathroom door opened a little further and your father leaned against the doorframe, naked. He was using a tissue to wipe your pussy juices off his dick. There was no denying that you were a pretty good fuck with your hot tight cunt, attempting to turn you into a proper woman with child was some of the most fun he's had in ages! And unlike your mother, he didn't feel nearly as guilty for taking advantage of you. Even now you could feel his hungry gaze on you. He's likely fantasizing about all the times he had stuffed you full of dick. Regardless of how little you two had in common, you two had some crazy good sexual chemistry, otherwise your simple presence wouldn't already be enough to get him hard. Anyway, you shift your gaze back up to your mom to demand an answer -- which memories had been erased from your mind?

"Well the memory issues are... you see..." She took a second to find the right words, after all she couldn't tell you the truth and risk getting you pissed off for a second just to forget it all over again. Almost anything would be more reassuring than telling you that you're no longer able to remember how exactly girls get pregnant. "It's nothing important, really... for now, I want you to turn around and bend over for a moment. Is that really a... real vagina you've got? How anatomically correct is it?" Her curiosity was getting the better of her. Maybe a part of her hoped that you are physically unable to get pregnant in the first place? After all it's much easier to believe that you simply woke up with a pussy, than to believe you also had a working womb hidden inside you.

"How should I know? Just whatever, look for yourself I guess..." you rant back at her as you follow her advice and move into the slightly more embarrassing position. You bend over the toilet and allow her to have a look at your freshly violated slit. She doesn't waste time and immediately takes a closer look. It's getting even more humiliating when you realize that your lady parts were probably carrying the masculine scent of your father's cock. Or that everyone in the room knew that your own daddy had been riding you bareback just a few moments earlier.

The awkward inspection lasts for a couple minutes before your mother releases a thoughtful "Hmmm..." She doesn't like what she'd seen. For all intents and purposes, you ARE female.

She then retrieves something from the medicine cabinet and you can see it for barely a second before she nudges it between the lips of your vagina and pushes it inwards. "It's a diaphragm," she explains. "It will prevent any accidents in case, god forbid, sperm somehow reaches your little lady. Needless to say I don't want you to have sex anymore." Her slender fingers gradually penetrate deeper inside you before she navigates the latex dome against your cervix. The flexible material pauses for a moment and suddenly snaps in place, tightly protecting that little passage into your womb. You wince...

It also kind of sucks that you're no longer allowed to have sex! It had been a soothing, incredibly easy way to kill an hour at a time and get yourself closer to changing back into your true body! Speaking of... "I forgot another thing. When do I change back anyway?"

It's the same topic that your mother dreaded to deal with. "Well uhm..." she peers from side to side before her eyes lock onto something around your finger. She knew that it didn't make any difference whatever she says, she simply has to keep you docile for another day. "There. You have to keep wearing the wedding ring until... until the diamond... until it glows? Yeah. It'll glow eventually. And then you just take it off and it's done. Then you're a boy again." It doesn't matter if it's a lie as long as it keeps you obedient for now. She urgently needed to rectify the mistakes she's made! She needed to make sure you get to safely return to your former body, after all she knew that was your wish all along. The thought of getting you upset for the rest of your life only filled her with more guilt... the way she sees it, it's entirely your choice which body you prefer. And according to Jimmy, you prefer to be a boy again as soon as possible.

"Oh, okay. Simple enough, right? So why the long faces?" You glance back and forth between your parents, it's like there's something they aren't telling you? It's terribly ironic that you found it so hard to grasp what they might be worrying about. Humans have been going at it like bunnies for centuries! Why are girls so worried about having sex anyway? Good sex, bad sex, average sex, it doesn't matter since the worst thing that could happen is that you waste a little bit of time. While the best thing that could happen would be actually enjoying the chance to get laid. Really. From your point of view, getting laid is the most simple and harmless activity a woman could do!

Of course, that's coming from someone who was neither aware of pregnancies nor had to deal with slut-shaming at any point.

"It's nothing... so why don't we get you downstairs and have some lunch, mmh?" Your mother helped you to get back up and wrapped a towel around your midsection to conceal your private parts 'down there' as well as your breasts. No need to have those exposed! "Fine," comes your father's sharp reply. "I'll get dressed as well." It's almost impressive how fond he had gotten of your body during the past 24 hours, it's like nothing else mattered to him anymore ever since the two of you hooked up.

Regardless.

You soon find yourself standing in the kitchen by your mother's side, and much like back when you were a child, the two of you were cooking together. She handled the frying pan while you supplied the bacon and eggs. The thoughts of being stuck in the wrong body were no longer invading your mind, right now you were simply a kid again and helping in the kitchen! It's nice and simple. Jimmy joins as well -- unfortunately. You can barely suppress the urge to strangle him. He blackmailed you! How dare he! Grrr.

No, calm down. Positive thoughts!

It's all good. Things are under control so you've got that going for you. Your mood lightens up even more during lunch, with the bacon's crispy crunch along with a side of omelettes to go with your fresh warm bread. Somehow, the living room even begins to smell of tasty treats rather than reeking of yesterday's activities... for the remainder of the day, you spend most of your day watching TV while having your mother fulfill your every wish and desire. Ice cream? Milkshakes? Pizza? You had it all and it's almost regretful that this female body didn't have a bigger stomach to handle all the food you request! The mood does however take an abrupt turn after a brief phone call. While you're sitting in the living room, you can hear some yelling and screaming coming from the other side of the house. It's vague, all you can really overhear is that your mother was loudly upset at your father. Not about the sex. But he was supposed to finish a work project and now his boss was threatening to fire both of your parents? Apparently you had been more of a priority to him yesterday...

There's some more cursing and swearing before you hear the front door being opened, and angrily shut. A long silence followed.