Become mom's sissy Futa-boy.

I got mom a towel and patted her dry. When we had cleaned up we kissed and hugged, laying together, cuddling on my bed.

"I love you." I said. "I love you to." She grinned. We kissed, gently at first, then more passionately. When we broke, she continued grinning, like the Cheshire cat: "Do you want to stay mommy's little princess? You can stay at home, be a house-wife and get fucked by me every night. If you want, I can also get you a futa-treatment. You will have a real pussy and we can make babies together."

I considered it. I wanted to be my mommy's little princess. And I had really enjoyed her calling me princess and her. I loved the feeling of stockings and being feminine. I looked at my mom. This strong succesfull women, who always wanted a daughter and more babies. The idea of fulfilling this dream for her filled me with joy. And I knew I would give her everything.

I told her. She was thrilled by me becoming her sissy little princess, and overjoyed with my decision to become a futa. She kissed me deeply, and when she withdrew she said: "Do you want to marry me princess?" I moaned of joy: "Yes."

Her cock sprang up again, and I started blowing it. Mom shouted for my dad to come inside. She informed him of her choices, and that from now on my room would be his, and the master bedroom would be mom's and her sissy princess'. He paled at this revalation, but mom laughed: "You love this." She then flipped me into a doggy-position and pulled out my buttplug. Dad stood watching silently.

Mom lubed her cock and placed it on my ass. I shivered in anticipation. I pushed my ass up to her and the massive head of her cock rested on my her. The small buttplug truly paled in comparison to the monster she was resting on my ass. She gave my rosebud a squirt of lube and then pulled my hands. By pulling my hands she slowly pulled m me towards her, impaling me on her cock. Slowly, millimeter by millimeter my rosebud yielded. I was in the land between pleasure and pain, I groaned and I squealed, I croaked and I moaned. Then it popped in, and it was near pure pain.

But I let her continue to fuck me, and slowly the pain gave way to pleasure. I was soon a vigourous participant in my virgin ass-fucking. Dad had dropped his pants and fapped furiously to the sight.

Mom ordered him to stop, and start moving his things out of the master bedroom. He reluctantly got his pants up, and me and mom continued fucking when he left my room. After twenty minutes dad entered again, pleading mom to be allowed to jack off. She laughed, and this triggered our combined orgasms. She flooded my ass.

In the weeks that followed we fucked like animals, and dad was allowed to jack off again. I quit my job and stayed at home, me and mom living in the master bedroom, while dad got my old room. I usually wore a regular, non-slutty but still sexy maids uniform around the house. I also received my futa treatment, and soon I had a pussy and small budding breasts. My dad and I received chastity cages on the same day. Mom argued that only the alpha-cock should be free. Dad agreed, once again reluctantly, while I wore the cock cage enthusiastically. My dick had grown some because of the futa-treatment, but I wished to serve.