The New Coach Chapter 29 (Scott's PoV)

Scott’s PoV:

Crap! Aunt Gail would be angry at me. I looked at my left palm and saw that it was coated with cum.

Just a few minutes ago, I woke up with a painful boner. I instinctively stroked my dick for a release, and just realized what I was doing after a post-nut clarity. It’s all because of last night's dream.

I still could remember most of last night’s dream details. In my dream I was sneaking into a mysterious room, there I found Aunt Gail down on her knees. She was still in her nurse uniform. Not the sexy kind, the professional one.

“Welcome, Master,” Aunt Gail said as I approached her.

I looked around and there was no other person in the room aside from me and Aunt Gail. “Am I your Master?”

“Yes, you are her master, Cutiepie. Why are you doubting yourself?”

All of sudden, my mom creeped up from behind. I was pretty sure that there wasn’t anybody in the room aside from me and Aunt Gail before, how could I miss my mom’s presence. Since when was she in the room?

Before I could ask her a question, my mom pulled my pants down and let my cock out from my briefs.

“Go, command Gail to suck your cock, Cutiepie. Show her that you are a real man, not a beta sissy. You always want to prove that you are a man comparable to Caleb and Darel, right? This is your chance,” my mom said.

Yes, she was right. I always wanted to be a hero, I was always waiting for the chance to prove myself that I wasn’t a sissy, but a real man. Wasn’t this the chance to show my mom and Aunt Gail that I wasn’t less man than Caleb and Darel?

“Aunt Gail, I want you to suck my cock.” I commanded.

“Yes, Master.”

Aunt Gail crawled to me and stopped before my cock. She touched my cock with her delicate finger.

I frowned. Aunt Gail stroked my cock a few times, but it stayed small and limp.

“What’s wrong, Cutiepie? Is there any problem?” My mom asked with a concerned expression. She looked me in the eyes, then she stared at Aunt Gail and my limp cock, “Oh my, why are your cock so small?”

Did she just insult me? But her face showed deep concern, it might be unintentional. Though Mom had been freed from Darel’s brainwashing, there were still lingering effects from the previous influence that had not vanished.

“No, my cock isn’t small, I just had trouble getting hard. I just need to get hard, and my cock will grow bigger.” I rebuked my mom. “Aunt Gail, can you please undress?”

I realized that it might be because Aunt Gail was not in sexy clothes, I had trouble getting hard. So far, I was surrounded by sexy, pretty women like my mom, Lisa, and Hannah. Aunt Gail wasn’t ugly, but she was just average and incomparable to them.

Aunt Gail undressed down to her birthday suit, but not even the combination of her naked body and her stroking my cock could arouse me and get me hard.

“Still have trouble getting hard, Cutiepie? Need my help?” My mom offered her help.

I gladly accepted her offer.

My mom slipped her dress strap down to reveal her big boobs to me, but it still didn’t help with my problem.

“You may fondle them, maybe it can help you.”

“Can I really do that?” I doubted what I heard and asked her again.

She nodded. “Yes, you can play with my boobs.”

I had dreamed so many times of fondling my mom’s big boobs and I finally had a chance to do it. I fondled her breast, squeezed the soft flesh in my hand, and even played with her nipples, but it still failed to make me have a boner.

“Still unable to get hard, huh?”.

“Just a little more…I can feel it,” I lied. I didn’t feel anything, but I desperately wanted that what I said was the truth.

She let me play with her boobs for a few more seconds before shaking her head, and stopped me from continuing.”I just thought of something that might finally help you to get a boner. I want you to close your eyes, Cutiepie. I will tell you when you can open your eyes.”

I followed her instructions and closed my eyes. I heard some rustling, clicking and creaking sounds.

What did she do?

“You can open your eyes now, Cutiepie.”

She finally let me open my eyes after a couple minutes had passed.

Mom had let her dress fall to the floor. She should be ‘naked’ like Aunt Gail now. But what surprised me was that I could no longer see her breast clearly like before. There was a strange blurry mosaic covering it as if my view was being censored. Not only her chest, but also her armpit, and eyes. I looked at Aunt Gail, thought the mosaic thing only happened to my mom, but the same was happening to her too, I could no longer clearly see her chest, armpit, pussy, and eyes.

I rubbed my eyes, but the blurry censor still stayed on them.

“Mom, did you do this?” I asked her. I suspected that she was the reason I couldn’t see her body clearly right now.

“What do you mean?”

“The censorship, I couldn’t see you clearly. And I only experienced this after I opened my eyes.”

“Oh, that. Yeah, I did it. How? Let’s just say I borrowed some fancy tools from Hannah. The censorship is to help you, Cutiepie. Look down to my crotch, can you see it clearly?” My mom replied.

My gaze travelled down to her crotch. My shock was palpable. Instead of her pussy, I saw my mom possessed a cock. A big one, bigger than mine, complete with balls and veiny girth.

“Mom, why do you have cock?”

“Can you see it clearly?” She repeated her question and ignored mine.

“Yes. I can see it clearly. Now, it’s my turn, please answer mine. Why do you have a cock?”

“Don’t make a fuss, Cutiepie, this is just a strapon, not a real cock.”

Really? But the throbbing vein looks so real like. I still had my doubts, but mom using a strapon was the most logical explanation.

My mom then let out a sigh before continuing, “The censorship affects body parts that your mind is not attracted to sexually, you can see the cock clearly, meaning that you find cock as something hot. Not tits, not armpits, not face, but cock. You are attracted to cock, Cutiepie. And what is a man that is attracted to other cocks called?”

“No, I’m not gay, I don’t believe it,” I refused to accept her explanation.

“Look at your cock, Cutiepie.”

I looked down fearfully. As I feared, my cock was hard. Getting a handjob from Aunt Gail and fondling my mom’s big tits unable to make it hard, but looking at my mom’s fake cock instantly made it rock hard. But even if it rock hard, my cock was still smaller than mom’s strapon cock.

Am I really gay?

“Not convinced yet? Gail, please suck on my cock.” Mom ordered aunt Gail to suck on her strapon.

Aunt Gail looked at me, seemingly waiting for my permission, but then she looked at my mom’s cock. She crawled to mom before I gave her an order.

“Wait, I didn’t give you permission to suck on her cock yet!” I tried to stop Aunt Gail, but she ignored me. Aunt Gail still proceeded to suck mom’s strapon.

“Look like you aren’t man enough to keep your status as Gail’s Master, Cutiepie. Don’t worry, if I am wrong about you being gay, Gail will be yours again. Now, I just want you to observe and tell me what you feel when Gail sucks my cock.”

I watched Aunt Gail give a blowjob to my mom. Her lips hardly wrapped Mom’s big cock, but her head still bobbed back and forth in fast pace like she was so thirsty for her cock. I was thankful that her lips weren’t censored. No, it didn’t mean I like to see Aunt Gail giving a blowjob to my mom. Aside from the slight jealousy that it should be me that got my cock sucked with Aunt Gail’s lips wrapped on my cock, I didn’t feel anything else. See? I’m not a gay.

“Are you done, mom? I don’t feel anything. As I said, I’m not gay.” I said to my mom.

“Just one more test. Gail, you can stop sucking my cock. I want you to turn around and present your pussy to me. Head down ass up.” My mom commanded.

Aunt Gail did as mom commanded. She went down to all four, and lifted her bottom up. Presenting her private part to my mom.

“Can you see her dripping wet pussy, Cutiepie?” My mom asked.

I couldn’t see shit, her pussy was censored for me.

Mom started to fuck Aunt Gail. Unlike the blowjob when I could see clearly when Aunt Gail’s lips were sucking mom’s cock, when Mom fuck Aunt Gail, it was obscured by the censor. I couldn’t tell whether Mom really put her cock in her pussy or ass. All I saw was her cock vanishing into a bizarre mosaic. Weirdly, because Mom told me to observe her cock, I put more effort on focusing to see her cock. It raised a different feeling in me. From the previous feeling of apathy, I found myself unable to tear my gaze from her cock, fearing that it would vanish into the obscure mosaic if I lost focus. I’m not gay. I told myself, but I was fascinated by her cock.

Mom suddenly stopped and pulled her cock out of Aunt Gail. She looked at me with a grin on her face.

“Do you want this cock, Cutiepie?” She asked.

It took my whole willpower to shake my head, and deny her. “No. I don’t want your cock. I’m not gay.”

“There is a way that you can still enjoy this cock without being gay. If you want it, close your eyes again.”

Though I denied that I didn’t want her cock. I found myself closing my eyes.

A few moments later, Mom told me to open my eyes.

There was suddenly a mirror in front of me. What I saw in my reflection wasn’t me. At least wasn’t Scott Robinson the boy. What I saw in my reflection was a girl, a genuine one not a sissy looking freak, she looked like a younger version of Aunt Gail. She was naked. Her chest was flat but her nipples stood out like a sore thumb. I looked down to her groin, of course, she was a girl, she didn’t have a cock, but a clitoris and pussy.

I could not believe it at first, but when I moved the reflection also moved and proved that the reflection was mine.

“It will not be gay if you are a girl. Now, offer yourself to me, Cutiepie,” Mom commanded.

I went down on all four, and emulated what Aunt Gail did before. Head down ass up. I shook my hips, inviting mom to fuck me.

As I thought about Aunt Gail, I noticed that she was missing from the room. What a pity, I wonder how similar I look to her if we both kneeled side by side? but well, the censor will make me unable to compare myself with her.

My thought was broken when Mom put her cock on my asshole instead of pussy.

“No, that’s the wrong hole, mom.” I yelled.

My mom still put her big cock into my rear hole despite my reminder. It was painful, I felt like I was split apart from the inside. But along with the pain was a new kind of pleasure I never felt before. I was about to cum just from my mom putting her cock in my ass.

“Don’t cum yet, you should not cum without my permission. Good girls are rewarded with cum, but bad girls will be punished. You have been a bad girl tonight, Cutiepie.”

“Am I a bad girl?” I didn’t know what I did wrong.

“Yes you are. You have been a very bad girl because you went against the master. I hope you enjoy your punishment, worm.”

There was a sudden change in tone from my mom that caught me by surprise, but before I could think more, I felt a loud slap in my buttock.

My body shuddered. The pain from the slap somehow was unreal and its travel across my whole body, it’s like I was electrocuted by Hannah once again.

The pain jolted me awake. My body was all sore, especially my buttock, it felt like I had been spanked dozens of times. But I didn't care about the pain on my ass. I was so horny, and I had a painfully erect boner. I couldn't think clearly. I needed a release.

The rest was history.

I learned my lesson and got up quickly before any nurse made their way to my room. I washed my hand to clean the sticky cum in my finger and then changed my soiled clothes.

I opened the wardrobe and just remembered that aside from my current one, the rest of the spare clothes was a feminine one.

Maybe thanks to the dream, I had less repulsion toward these girly, cutesy clothes. I picked the frilly panties and a cute short sundress, and changed into them.

Just in time. The door to the room opened after I finished changing. Aunt Gail entered the room with Dr. Cordelia.

There was something wrong with them. I could easily tell from their attire. What they wore was no longer professional. Dr. Cordelia had her doctor coat, but underneath it, she was only in her sexy lacy underwear. Her leg was clad in fishnet stocking. Her makeup was thick and whorish with purple eyeshadow and black lipstick. Meanwhile, for Aunt Gail, she was in a sexy latex nun uniform like those two nurses I met in ‘dream’ two days ago. Her makeup was ever thicker than Dr. Cordelia but she was untidy and in a mess.

Weirdly enough, I was not aroused by the sight of them in sexy uniforms. It might be a good thing though in this case.

“Scott, from my examination, you already recovered enough to be discharged today. But that doesn’t mean you are 100% recovered, you still need to drink the **** I prescribed for you if you don’t want your headache to come back. Do you understand?” Dr. Cordelia informed.

I nodded. Fortunately, despite her change in attire. It seemed Dr. Cordelia still maintained her professionality.

The doctor left afterwards. Leaving me and Aunt Gail alone.

“Scott, you might be wondering why we dressed like this. I think you are right about the mind control stuff, Scott. Just this morning, the hospital director told us that we had a new dress code and rule. Being sexy is more preferred than being professional. This kind of costume is the result of those rules. The hospital director might be already compromised, and they probably will come for you next if you are really their target.”

“I’m sorry, Aunt. This is all because of me.”

“We can still fix this situation. You need to run away now before they get you. I want you to come to this address. When you are there, say that I am your aunt, she will help you.”

Aunt Gail continued, “If you exit from the front door, whoever behind this could track you from the camera. So you need to leave the hospital from here.”

Aunt Gail opened the hospital windows.

“But this is the second floor.” I replied

“Thankfully, this is only the second floor, if you jump from this height, you won’t be dead right away. But I don’t tell you to jump, we can make a rope from the curtain and your spare clothes, you will climb down with that. I will help you.”

After some minutes, we finally finished the makeshift rope using a curtain and the spare clothes in the wardrobe.

“Is this really fine?” I still had some doubt about the rope's safety.

“I don’t know but we don’t have any other option. Just pray that it will be fine.”

Aunt Gail's answer didn’t reassure me even for a bit, but she’s right. I don’t have any other option.

I threw the rope down the windows and climbed down with it. It was fine at first but half way, it seemed that someone had released the supporting knot and I was free falling fast. I landed on my buttock and it hurt quite much as if my buttock had been slapped numerous times.

I believed that Aunt Gail wasn’t the one that untied the supporting knot, so it could only mean that Darel or his people were already there. I hope she’s okay.

I will save you, Aunt. Just wait.

I gritted my teeth to bear the pain and walked toward the forest behind the hospital. Aunt Gail had told me the escape route. I had considered reporting the situation at the hospital to the police, but they probably wouldn’t believe me without agent Hannah helping me.

Let’s go to the address first, and we can find agent Hannah later for help.

Continued in the next part >>>

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