You woke up Mom again

Batting your eyelids several times, you look down at yourself, still baffled by the afterglow. The two orbs of flesh you've come to get acquainted with are still giggling on your chest, heated with sweat and tingling redness.

You don't have time to constate that, indeed, the plan has failed, that the door is knocked again.

-Tina, what's with this noise? Are you ok?-.

Your mother's voice is like a bucket of cold water. You turn desperately towards your sisters, but in their state you're not even sure they've noticed anything. You open your mouth to wake them up, but then you stop, because if she hears Kim's voice she'll definitely suspect something.

"Come on, come on! Say something, please!".

-Tina, do you hear me? Are you sleeping?-.

You gulp down a dense knot. Maybe, you think with your heart pulsing down your throat, maybe she'll just go back to bed, believing that Tina was just having a nightmare.

But you weren't intended to be this lucky.

-I'm coming in.-.

In horror, you see the door handle turning around and you jump on your feet, exclaiming: -No!-. This finally shakes back Tina and Kim, but too late, as the door opens. You freeze on the spot, feeling your mother's confused eyes on your nude, orgasm-smelling voluptuous Kim's body. Her face frowns, then she blinks, and then she turns toward your still tangled sisters on the bed, currently occupying Tina's and your body, a mask of fear on their visages.

-Uh.-.

TUMPH

Your mother rolls her eyes and falls limp to the floor. The 1% part of you which is still lucid thinks sarcastically that, at least, she hasn't screamed. But the rest of you is about to do it in her place.

-Oh, crap!!!- Kim gets up from Tina's bed, followed by Tina herself, and rushes to your parent's collapsed body. Her panic fades a little when she feels her pulse, meaning that you haven't just killed your mom. Nonetheless, your situation does not improve.

-Oh fuck, oh fuck!- You hyperventilate, feeling with every centimeter of your body that you're unremarkably screwed: -She saw us! What do we do? What do we do???-.

-How should I know??? Holy shit, is daddy coming too?- Kim looks out the door, withdrawing after a few seconds in a non-heightened agitation. Meanwhile, you've put your hands on your hair and you're around like in a drunken state.

-How, how, how can we explain this?-.

-Explain?- Kim echoes you, her high-pitched tone of when she's agitated resounding even more shrilling in Tina's younger voice: -She has just caught her son and daughters having sex, there is no way we can explain this!-.

-Then we're dead!- You cry in a faint voice: -We will never go back to our bodies, everyone will think we're crazy and they'll lock us up somewhere!-. You can almost see the scene, your parents disavowing you while you're put in a straitjacket, uselessly ranting that you were just trying to swap back. Oh God, the more you think the worse it becomes: everyone will despise you, and you will be doomed to remain in your sister's body forever!

"...am I getting aroused by this? No, no! I can't... Christ, I'm the worst! I too would be disgusted with myself in their place!!!".

-Calm down girls, uh, guys.-.

You look at your own body, astonished by your sister's tone which clearly mirrors an analytic mind at work. Ah, yes, now that she's a male she's enjoying the post-orgasm clarity.

-Literally, stop being so loud. If Dad is still sleeping, then we have a chance.-.

-What chance??- Kim roars, lowering her voice under your sister's scolding gaze.

-What do you mean?- She hisses.

-If we manage to drag her back to bed, tomorrow she'll think that it's been only a nightmare.- Tina explains, rekindling your hope; hope that freezes for a second when you hear your mother mumbling, but fortunately she doesn't regain her senses.

-...But we must be quick.- Tina concludes. Kim, however, is far from being reassured.

-Hold on, what if Dad wakes up while we're in their room?-.

-This is why we need someone to distract him, while the other two place Mom back to bed. I can't be the one, since now I am the most muscular.-.

-W-Well, I can do it.- Kim proposes, but Tina shakes her head.

-My body is more trained, and we can't risk stopping in the middle of the corridor because one of the two has to take a breath. Kim, it's up to your body to talk with Dad.-.

Her body... that is, you! You exchange a panicking look with your older sister, she clearly doesn't like the idea of staying away from her body as much as you that of having to lie to your father, especially in these conditions.

-W-What? B-But I can't... he will...-.

-He has just to speak with Dad. Besides, at this point, it wouldn't change that much.- Tina spreads her arms, revealing the full image of your naked, toned body. You gasp, it's still so strange, it's like meeting a clone or some lost twin brother. Kim whines nervously, and doing so a whitish drop falls from the middle of her legs, making all of you look down in shame.

-Oh my God, oh my God! Fine, let's do it!-.

-Kim, I...-.

-Don't!- She raises her index to you: -Don't say a word!-.

-But what am I supposed to do? I can't just wake him up out of nothing, right?- You point out. Tina rubs her chin thoughtfully, but unless she can imagine what Kim might want from her father in the middle of the night, she can't answer your question. Your older sister, instead, is seeming to be weighing up whether to speak or not, a calculus that is evidently a hard struggle judging by her heavy breathing and her distressed face.

-Ok, listen, tell him that you were thinking about that thing and take him down for five minutes.-.

-Wait, what thing?- You ask puzzled.

-It's not important! All you have to do is to say that you need a tisane, then that you have changed your mind and next you come back here, understood?-.

-But if I don't know...-.

-I don't care! It's not your business, and I swear that if you insist I'll cut your fucking dick once you're back inside your body!- She fumes, making both of you and Tina gulp. Even in your sister's delectable form, Kim is really scary when she gets angry.

-F-Fine, I'm going then.- You collect Kim's t-shirt and panties, shivering when their wet tissue comes to contact with your overstimulated vagina, and you move to your parent's room. Here, you find your father peacefully sleeping, and you cautiously shake him with your manicured hands.

-Dad? D-Daddy?-.

-Uh? Kim, is that you?-.

Your heart skips a beat. Why are you suddenly this agitated? Then you realize: the tired look on his face, the confusion in his eyes... they are for Kim, not for you. For the first time, you have to truly impersonate your sister, to pretend to be her with another person, because right now you are your sister, and whatever you do he will think that it's her doing it. It feels so wrong, and so, so damning exciting!

-Where is your mother?- He questions, turning toward the empty spot at his side.

-Ehm, uhm, l-listen I was thinking about that thing and, and, and I think I need a... a tea, yes... p-please.-.

He furrows, then his face relaxes into comprehension.

-Oh, yes, of course... let's go downstairs.-.

"S-Shit, is it working? What on earth will this secret be if..." But your thoughts are cut as he gets up right in front of you. It is natural for you to back away at this rising mountain: normally you would be of his size, but right now, in just his boxers and vest, he's so big, so more enormous than you! You feel in awe, you feel minute and frail like you never did before. And not only this. Looking down, you see your nipples pointing out from under your singlet.

"I guess I'm really a girl now...".

You proceed down the stairs, and much to your dismay you have to hold on to the handrail, being not used to walking with such a low barycenter and, overall, with all these soggy curves protruding from your body.

-Are you ok princess?- Comes his voice from behind of you.

-...Yes.-. You cringe inside, he has just called you princess; and yet, you'd lie if you said that you haven't felt any erotic thrill in that shiver. But you know you can't slow down, you have to get him out of the way as soon as possible; therefore, you hurry up to the kitchen, where you frantically search in the closets for ingredients for the herbal tea. You don't know if Kim has proposed it as a random excuse, but you're now realizing that you'd really need one. However, your distress soon emerges through your awkwardness in moving items and by your apparent unawareness of where to search, and the more you lose time the more you grow nervous.

"Kim would never be this clumsy! He's going to realize that I'm not Kim and he'll find out what happened, and...".

-Sunshine, you need help?-.

-Yes, erm, no, no daddy I'm fine.- You just need the pot, but where is it? It should be here, you overturn the contents of the entire drawer making a great noise, but it should be here, why isn't it here???

Your father's hand comes from behind you, grabbing the teapot that was right in the middle of all the stuff. You gasp: you haven't heard him getting closer, and right now he's right next to you. You can even feel the warmness radiating from his massive form. Once again, you feel emotions, sensations that you've never felt before.

Your heart is wildly beating, your forehead is sweating, and your pussy...! After all that happened in the last half an hour, after what you've assisted to, you can't but wonder about him throwing you on the table, tearing apart your panties, and slamming his mature penis inside your tight, throbbing womanhood, perhaps pulling your hair and calling you for the slut that you ar-

-Here, lemme do it. Heck, you're purple, maybe you should sit down.-.

-Y-Y-Yes, daddy.- Hold on a sec, since when you've started to call him "daddy"? And what were those thoughts of a moment ago, what's happening to you???

"And why... why am I liking it? I'm losing my mind!".

This is horrible, your instinct would be to run away and hide in your room, but your sisters must be still in the corridor, and they're counting on you. No, you can't run, not yet. Thus, you sit uncomfortably, your hand intertwined on the table.

-I'm glad that you want to talk about that.- He resumes while trafficking with the stove: -You, uh, you weren't very happy when I accidentally overheard your phone call.-.

And now, what can you say? No, the real question is: what would Kim say?

-Well, you know that I hate when you don't respect my privacy dadd... Dad.-.

-But sweetheart... something like that... if it's true, you should have told me earlier.- He insists, turning toward you.

"Shit, shit, what the hell is he talking about???" You know that you shouldn't investigate, but you can't avoid it, both literally and metaphorically.

-You know... it's not like... something that you usually share with your parents...- You say, remaining vague.

A part of you is hoping that he's going to glance at you bewildered, replying with something like: "Really? It's normal to want a pet", or even: "Well, your mother has been through painful cycles too". Instead, his next words after: -But Kim, we're talking about...-, they make your blood freeze in your veins and your eyes widen, your experience with Mom some minutes ago is nothing compared to this.

Right then, the clock on the wall emits a louder ticking, indicating an hour change and thereby that more than five minutes have passed. You basically hop to your feet, leaving the place in a hurry.

-Kim, where are you going?- He asks alarmed, and you stumble to mutter an excuse.

-Sorry, I've changed, I, sorry, another time!-.

You run upstairs, rushing to Tina's room. Your sisters are already there, a bit wheezing but dressed up at least, while your mother is missing. However, yours and their relief fade quickly in the presence of your visible shock.

Your mouth moves inconsistently for a few seconds, then you manage to say: -Kim...-.