Just a talk with Denise

After the refreshing shower, I put one some fresh clothes and head back to my room. Mom is nowhere to be seen and I decide to give her some space, but on the corridor I see that Denise´ door is open a crack. I know we need to have this conversation and I don´t want her to hear from someone else about my condition. If Sasha knows it, it´s only a matter of time until she posts it online. I knock at the door and it opens a little more, revealing my sister wrapped in a towel to me.

"Sorry, I really didn´t want to peak at you. Just inform me when you have time and I´ll tell you about my disease." I tell her, looking at the ground.

"No prob, you can come in now sicko." She says smiling. "Nothing you haven´t seen before." She sticks out her tongue to me and I smile slightly.

"As if I´m so eager to see your little A cup titties again." I couldn´t stop myself to say.

"They are 28C asshole." And here we go again.

"Sorry, shouldn´t have said that. I´m not here to fight, I just want to talk to you, ok?" I wait for her approval and she nods. "Great. And just for the protocol and without any sarcasm, I think you have very nice boobs. From the one time I saw them, in accident as I would like to emphasize, I think your future boyfriend or girlfriend will be very aroused by them." You notice you both blushing and hurry to go on. "Anyway I want to tell you what´s wrong with me and I would be glad if you could limit your interjections to the bare minimum." Again I wait for her to nod before I carry on.

"Thanks pervert. Okay okay, go on." She smiles warmly while nodding.

"Ok, this is hard to say and I really don´t know how to do it better, so I simply blurt it out. Just one more thing. I'd actually prefer if you didn't know about it, but unfortunately that's not an option. And before you find out from someone else..." I pause and gather all my courage. "I cannot nutrify from normal food and so I have to go on a strict diet from now on."

"And what´s so embarassing about that? Sure it sucks for you, but.." I interrupt her with a long sigh.

"Sucking is a good keyword." I pause again. "I have to feed exclusively on sperm, futa sperm to be exact." So, now it´s out.

"You asshole!" Denise bursts out in laughter. "I took you serious for a moment here. So what´s really going on?" I don't answer, and when she sees my expression, she understands. "You must be kidding me!" Her eyes are wide open in shock.

"Wish I would." I sigh again. "It´s true. And to make it even worse, Mom asked Sasha to feed me."

"This little goth bitch? How could she? And why didn´t she..." She bites on her lips, in fear she said to much. Instantly I realize she knows about mom.

"So I was the only one in the family not knowing Mom is a futa, heh?" I feel disappointed that mom thought she could not confide in me. Denise remains silent and I continue. "And to answer your unspoken question, I don´t know why Mom refuses so stubbornly to feed me herself. Mainly because..." Now I stop, remembering Mom telling me not to tell Denise about our 'encounter'.

"Mainly because?" She asks interested.

"Doesn´t matter. She asked an old friend from college for help, who obviously is also a futa. She offered to come here for some days and will arrive soon I think."

"I think that has to be Diana." Denise interjects and I nod.

"You know her?" I ask surprised.

"Only from Mom's stories about college, never met her. I think she has kids our age."

"Anyway, she also talked with Sasha´s mom and made this strange arrangement. Sasha will be around here a lot if I cannot convince Mom to do it herself. Fuck I hate Sasha, I don´t want to see her any morning and evening just to get fed. She will tell anyone at school."

"I wouldn´t be so sure about that." My sister throws in.

"What do you mean?" I´m puzzled.

"It´s a relatively well kept secret that Sasha is a futa, only a few girls and boys she intercoursed with know about it and I don´t think she wants everyone to know about it. If she tells shit about you..."

"Everyone will know about her too." I suddenly realize, raising my mood a lot. "Thanks Denise, finally some good news."

"Except that the bitch will be here a lot from now on." She dampens my mood again.

"Fuck that´s true. I hope I can postpone it for at least a few days, at least as long as Diana is here."

"Or you can convince Mom to feed you. Or someone else less bitchy than Sasha."

"I don´t know any other futas. I´m sure I can eat at my appointments with Doc Meyers, but I don´t think that could become something permanent."

"Don´t call her Doc, she hates that." Denise interjects again.

"You know her too?"

"Yeah, she is also my doctor. Anyway, I´ll do my best to help you to convince Mom, maybe she'll listen to me."

"Thanks sis, that means a lot to me."

We are interupted by the ringing of the doorbell.

"It seems your visitor has arrived bro. Go and greet her, I'll get dressed quickly and be downstairs in a minute."

When I come down, I see my mom friendly hugging another woman around her age. Diana is as tall as my mother and her curly red hair frames a pretty, friendly face. She smiles as she notices me and waves at me with one of her hands she had at the back of her friend. She wears casual clothes, a beige hoodie, tight black jeans and white sneakers without socks. Her stature is very similar to that of our mother, including her breasts and the somewhat wider hips. Diana wears more Makup than mom, but that´s not difficult with mom wearing almost none, not even lipstick. She breaks away from the hug and turns directly to me as I reach the bottom of the stairs.

"You have to be Colin! Nice to finally meet you." She takes me into a tight hug, pressing me into her soft chest. Than she takes a step back to look at me from head to toe. "You are really a bit skinny. Wanna have a snack right now?" She already begins to unbuckle her jeans and moms eyes widen in shock while I simply blush.

"N..not now thanks, I'm still full from the doctor's visit." I barely stop her.

"Ok sweety, just tell me when you get hungry. That's why I'm here, already eager to give you what you need." She fastens her belt again, smiling at me as if she had just offered me a coffee.

"Come in properly first Diana. You have to be tired from the drive. How long did it take? Do you want something to drink?" My mother tries to turn our talk in a more normal direction.

"Nearly four hours. And yeah, I would really like a cold beer." Diana answers my mom´s questions.

"Take a seat and I´ll get us two. Colin could you bring in Dianas luggage and take it up to my room?"

"Sure mom."

"Here is the key sweety. There are only two suitcases in the trunk, thank you." She gently strokes my lower arm as she hands the keys over to me.

"You´re welcome. I have to thank you for coming."

"Oh sweety, I haven´t cum yet. I promise you will notice." She giggles as she takes a seat and I walk to her car with a deep red face.

While I carry the two heavy suitcases up the stairs, I meet Denise on her way down. She is wearing a white top with spaghetti strings, ending somewhat over her naval and a pair of very short Daisy Dukes shorts with no shoes or socks.

"And, did you already have a little snack brother?" Laughing out loudly when she sees me blushing again. "How is she?"

"She seems nice and very ... forward." I answer her question hesitantly.

"No need for shame when you soon will be drooling over her cock anyway, am I right? Is she hot?" She look seriously interested but I ignore that.

"Can ... , can you please not talk about it like that?" I beg her.

"Why? Would you feel better when I say you will taste her babybatter, gurgle with her cum, slip up her jizz, drink her ..."

"Please Denise. This all is difficult enough for me." I beg her again.

"Ok, ok. I´ll try my best to behave appropriately." She agrees, seeing the discomfort on my face.

"That doesn´t mean much." I sarcasticly answer.

"It´s the best you get. Take it or leave it." She grins, continuing her way. "See you downstairs. Oh and no need to search her things for her underwear, you will see them soon enough." She laughs again and leaves me alone.

When I return to the living room, it looks like three old friends are having a good time together. Denise sits crosslegged on the couch next to Diana, who has taken her shoes off and kneels sideways on the padded seat, a hand on my sisters left thigh. My mom sits opposing to them in one of the two armchairs and they all have a beer in hand, talking and laughing.

"The luggage is up in your room Mom." I disrupt them, sure they wouldn´t have noticed me coming back else.

"Thanks honey. Grab yourself a beer and sit down with us." My mother instructs me.

"A beer? Are you sure Mom?"

"Why not? You are 18 and perhaps it will loose you up a little bit." I´m really astonished. That´s the first time mom allows me to drink openly in the house. Of course she knows that I sometimes take one from the fridge to drink in my room, but that´s new.

As I return with my beer, my mom and Diana just gulp down a shot and a bottle of whiskey stands on the table. My sister looks at me amused about the both older woman drinking like there is no tomorrow.

"What´s going on here?" I ask grinning.

"Diana convinced me that only beer may be not enough to resolve the tension." Mom explains.

"I convinced you Angela? Like at Aeons when I 'convinced' you to have a threesome with the principal?" My mom turns red, but laughs at the revelation of her friend to us. Denise and I smile at each other. We will learn a lot about mom tonight.

"As if you were any better." She simply shrugs, gulping down another shot.

"So Aeons is a school?" I ask interested.

"The best!" Asserts Diana. "Oh how much fun we had there. Did your mother tell you that I sent my kids there?"

"Even Andy?" My mom asks surprised.

"Yes. And it was all for his best. You remember how much of a bully he was? Now he is the perfect sissy femboy, always eager to serve his family. Oh, alone the thought of his tight..."

"Ahem, glad your kids like it there." Mom interupts. "And how is Lucy?"

"Enjoying her second year in college there. So with all the kids out of the house, I was very happy you called. It gets somewhat lonely from time to time."

"What about your husband?" I blurt out asking.

"Oh, he´s a sweety, but you know, from time to time a woman needs some variety. And he is not unhappy with a little break either. Everything lies on his shoulders now that the kids are away and that can be a little too much for a single man."

"You can stay as long as you like Diana. David will not be back for the next two months at least." Mom informs her friend.

"Oh my dear. It must be a heavy burden to solely care for your needs for such a long time. I can´t even imagine that." Diana leans forward and pats mom's knee.

"I have some help." She turns red confessing that and I wonder whom she could mean. "But mostly I try to take care of myself."

"You are so brave, but now I´m here to help you. We could relive old times. I still remember when you..."

"It´s Colin you are here for Diana." Mom interupts her again. "I can handle this myself."

"But Mom that´s insane, you should..." Denise suddenly joins the conversation.

"Quiet, young lady!" I am surprised by both, Mom's harsh tone and the strange naming and expect Denise to respond accordingly, but she remains silent. I barely hear a silent 'Yes Madam.' from her. Before I can think more about it, my stomach growls loudly in the short silence.

"It seems someone is hungry finally. So let´s do, what I´m here for." Diana announces happily and stands up, immediately starting to unbuckle her jeans again.

"Here?" I´m quite surprised by her enthusiasm and look at my mom.

"Well, as this will be the new normal now, perhaps it´s better to rip the band-aid off." It´s obvious the **** is talking from her.

"Denise, could you at least give us some privacy?" I ask, almost hopeless.

"I don´t mind an audience." Diana grins happily, already taking off her pants and slip. She is clearly aroused and I ask myself how she hid this massive rod in her tight jeans. Her dick is a little bit smaller than mom´s, about 12 inches and also a little bit smaller in diameter, but still more than impressive.

"Oh, I´m not going to miss this." Denise claims grinning, but throwing a short look to mom, who simply nods her approval.

"As I said before, better tear it off quickly. You will not be able to hide this situations from your sister forever." Mom adds and Denise even jumps a little bit joyfully.