Mary, The Middle Child (Semi-Aware)

As Mary woke up, she felt like something was up. She couldn't tell why she felt this way, but there was definitely something weird this morning.

She turned herself around and sat up, before being hit with a giant penis. The stench, taste, and stick surprised her, even though she had gone to bed with her cock like this. She felt suspicious towards it, so she tested it with a lick. Soon, licking went to sucking, and sucking went to fucking. Once she blew her usual quart of cum in her mouth, she came to the conclusion that nothing was up with her dick.

Still, she was still sure that something was up. She put on her skintight latex bodysuit and stepped out of her room. She liked how the house's permanently-open windows brushed a breeze around her crotch, boob, and ass windows. It felt good against her 20 inch penis, her HH-cups, and soccer-ball ass. For her balls though, it was just cold, so she readjusted them into her pussy. After some pre squeezed out, Mary went through the hallways, the bathrooms, the laundry rooms, and the bedrooms; but she couldn't find anything wrong with the house. She was going to check on the kitchen and bar, but she quickly bumped into someone.

As she fell down, she felt a sharp crack come from beneath her. She realized that the beads in her anus and pussy may have broken. She quickly felt around the area, and was relieved that nothing had stabbed into her. The plastic string between the outer ball and the ones inside was strangely smooth, like the bead that broke was never there. On the bright side, she could pull them out if she absolutely came to that.

She looked at the family member who ran into her, and recognized it as her Dad... except that wasn't possible. Not only did he die after her younger brother was born, it didn't even look like any of the photos in their Mom's photo album. Mary didn't have any words, and stayed gasping at the Not-Father. This made it clear to it that she didn't know who it was. It looked around, before spotting a picture of her Dad with the family's old pet dog.

Bernard crouched to his knees, stretched out a hand, and soothingly said, "Let me help you up there, son." Mary took his paw and let himself be picked up. Bernard hugged him close to his furry gut and patted his buttocks and vagina, also relieved that he didn't accidentally hurt Mary. Mary loved his Dad's hugs; he loved feeling his thick muscular arms, and pancake-sized paws, and big warm fat envelop him. Mary casually leaned into the tall pillowcase and tapped his foot, a habit he genetically picked up from him.

"Now, why were you not looking where you were going?"

"Sorry Dad. Something just feels weird this morning. I don't know what it is, but I couldn't get my mind off it."

"Weird... still?"

"It's... kind of gone away, but not enough to where I wouldn't be able to figure it out. I just gotta... think about it more..."

"You know what I think the problem is? You don't have a bone in your mouth."

"A bone?"

"Yes, like this," said Bernard, as he grabs his bowling-ball knockers and heaves his dick into his mouth. After some light sucking and shaft caressing, he squeezed his knot when he decided to cum. A clump **** itself out of his lips and onto his pecs, but otherwise he swallowed it all. Mary saw his Dad's belly get slightly larger due to the gallons of manmutt he put into himself. "Mm mm, that hit the spot!"

Mary went for his balls, but quickly remembered he had internal testicles. The hilt of his dick would work fine, but it didn’t have a knot like his Dad's. He guessed he just had to suck on it really hard, like he always had to do. Mary bent his cock into his boobs and sucked himself until it hurt. He tried to alleviate it with a titjob, but he still couldn't shake the weirdness out of his mind. Bernard tilted his head in confusion, before stepping aside.

Mary felt a giant paw on his ball. He tried to look behind, but another paw kept his head facing forward.

"Loosen your lips. You cannot truly appreciate the bone if you hurt yourself with it."

Mary followed his Dad's direction, and had more of his boner pushed into his maw. He gagged when it started to push his throat open, but his Dad continued to give guidance. "Loosen your throat as well. Breath through your nose. Let your bone bend. Keep doing this until you are done."

Breathing was suddenly easier, even though more cock was going into him. Drool and pre fell out and caked him, but that wasn't important. When Bernard left, his big ball fell and... should have pulled some bone out. Mary remembered his Dad pushed it in by grabbing his ball, but he was always able to deep-throat himself without doing that.

Yeah, today was still weird. Mary still went along with his Dad's order, and pushed more of himself into his mouth by his ball. Still in need, he dug his face down and into his huge tits. The drool and pre was making a mess of his breasts now, not that that would be important. If it wasn't important though, why would he have thought about it? Dad makes a mess of himself all the time, and he has fur that it would stick to; why was Mary complaining? Even if his flesh was easier to clean, he didn't like being messy. Why? Why would he? Why wouldn't he?

"Focus Marie."

Marie did as his Dad said, and focused on his self-suck. Just like that, Marie was blowing a salty gallon into himself. Some of it fell out, but Marie tightened his lips and kept it in. However, he subconsciously tightened his throat at the same time, and couldn't let his shots down. He ended up coughing himself up, and shot the remaining loads all over his Dad. His shins and paws looked like he stepped out of a pool. He curled his digits, and a crunchy crust sounded out through the floor.

". . . That is a good girl. You tried your best. You will get it next time." said Bernard, in a tone that was difficult to describe. Robotic? Alien? On edge?

Marie blinked, and looked over herself. Her boobs were covered in slobber and cum. Her dick was coated in slobber and cum. The kitchen doorway was spotted in slobber and cum. She blushed like a ripe tomato—her parents would have her ass if they saw this. She sighed and began to lick up what was going to be her breakfast.

When Marie cleaned up her mess, she wobbled through the kitchen and into the bar. She had to be careful where she aimed her boner, as her enlarge gut pushed it prone out from her body. The idea of it was hot, but in practice it was more of a distraction. She tried to bend the 2 feet of pole into her pussy, with her beads and ball, but the floor kept her from getting it past her legs. When she sat at the counter, the barstool squished her middle sex and everything in it. She let out a moan and **** her boner back in her mouth. A quick 2 quarts, and she let it smack on the countertop.

She looked around the bar, and saw her Mom sucking her Dad off in a booth. She assumed that they've been going at it since before she woke up. Judging by the clock, her brothers were still sleeping in, leaving her the only one unoccupied. With nowhere out of place, Marie figured either of her parents would know what's going on.