Author's Note: All Characters are 18+.
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"Wake up, Jess! Or you're gonna be late." Jess groaned and turned over in her bed, raising the covers to hide her face from what she knew was to come. Right on cue, she heard the door open followed by a rapid onset of footsteps, softened by the owner's slippers. The covers then pulled away in a single tug, revealing Jess in all of her groggy glory, "Honestly, you really need to get up earlier." Her 'mother' groaned and tossed the sheets aside.
"But sleep is good for the skin," Jess mumbled in response, sitting up and rubbing her eyes tiredly. She could feel something warm and slimy against her cheek, but ignored it. She was too sleepy.
"Yeah, but not for your dick. Now come on, get up and empty yourself. If you've got time, come and get breakfast."
"Fine, Halle," The teenage futa groaned, swinging her legs over the edge of her mattress and sighing as her balls smacked against it. Each orb visibly throbbed, her vein riddled skin pulled taut around them. Her pyjama shorts could hardly contain them. As it was, her prick rose like a monolith from the waist band to rest just below eye level. Pre-cum beaded at the tip, eager for the morning ritual to come.
"Honestly, 18 years old and you still can't set an alarm clock," Halle grumbled as she turned to leave. Jess watched her go, staring at her parent's rich derriere. Her cock pulsed, as if in agreement that it was quite a sight to behold. Though Jess doubted she would ever get a piece of it. Her mothers' weren't keen on incest unless it was necessary, such as when a certain futanari was minutes away from missing bus and had a massive hard-on. Not they would ever complain, Jess thought with a teasing grin.
Both of her parents were futanari, making it difficult to discern who she should call mum or dad. Most families didn't have such a problem, as their futa parent was, by default, their dad. Thankfully, Halle, Jess's 'father', insisted that she be called by name when necessary. Her wife, Selina, was simply mum to their daughter. Admittedly, the perk of having two futanari parents was that both were able to help Jess through puberty. Or as best they could, given her daunting endowment.
"Come on," Jess yawned, brushing her dishevelled hair out of her face, "Let's empty you," Her cock once again pulsed in agreement, a small spurt of pre arching through the air to splatter her messy, ash blonde hair. Jess sighed and stood, waddling slightly, due to her cumbersome endowments, to her personal bathroom. Her nostrils flared as she opened to a cornucopia of scents. Faintly, she detected her lavender shampoo and conditioner, but they were sadly overwhelmed compared to the musk of her numerous ejaculations. She couldn't help but chuckle at the memories of what she had done in this room.
Even as Jess pulled down her stretched out shorts, she couldn't help but think of the day to come. Dread seeped into her mind, sullying her arousal slightly. Jess wasn't bullied at school, but she wasn't liked either. Jess somehow managed to fall in the crack between the two sides. She could talk to people, but they barely seemed to remember her name, let alone her face. Not that she could blame them.
By all means, Jess wasn't ugly. But she wasn't memorable either, even with her gently rounded face, small button nose, and lightly pouting lips. She was fairly tall as well, standing at a respectable 5'7'', from which her long legs benefitted, but her breasts suffered. While her cock was truly a sight to behold, her chest was quite simply lacking. At her school most wore bras ranging from DD to F cups, even among the freshmen. While Jess stood out with her measly B cup chest.
The only bright side to her figure was that her waist was thin enough to accentuate the small mounds, if only slightly. Likewise, her hips weren't particularly pronounced, but still offered slight curves compared to her torso. With her figure as it was, her prick stood out all the more. Not that it needed any help, she thought, as she gripped it between both hands, fingers failing to meet around it. Even after years of doing this, Jess could hardly believe the sheer size of her member.
The worries over her less than stellar appearance washed away from her mind, as she began an upstroke. Replaced by the rising tide of her pleasure, as pre-cum actively gushed from her tip to drench her now pumping hands. She cooed softly at the feeling, having grown to appreciate the slimy texture as it slickened her shaft. It wasn't long before her hands began to practically glide along her cock, running the gambit of 16'' as her orgasm neared. Her balls pulsed, veins visibly throbbing. She could feel it; the peak of ecstasy in her turgid prick.
With a wanton moan, Jess raised the head to her mouth and engulfed it in one fell swoop of her lips. Pleasure coursed from her dick throughout her body, before converging on her mind. Her eyes began to lose focus, her tongue fell from her stuffed mouth as it mindlessly wriggled against her cock, and her fingers spread further apart. Jess could feel it; the tightness forming in her gut as her shaft pulsed in need. She froze, wanting to bask in the sensations as long as possible.
"You're gonna be late," her mother, Selina, called from just outside the door. Jess jarred into action. Her hands tightened and jerked powerfully, sending her careening over the edge. Jess felt it as her cum gushed up her oversized cock and forced the head down her throat just as the first wave came. After a whole 8 hours of celibacy, her orgasm was something to be feared, as her parents well knew. That only made Jess all the more eager to drink every drop.
Jess never ceased to amaze herself with how thick her seed became in the mornings. She could feel the flood gushing into her, filling her stomach to, and beyond, its limit. Despite her expertise in gulping down her ejaculate, a thick drop of seed leaked from around her cock, running down her chin slowly. To the unexperienced, that single, trailing drop resembled a line of white dough, so thick one would need to chew it before swallowing.
"Well, you're not gonna need breakfast," Selina sighed from the doorway, watching her daughter ravenously gulping down semen like a cum-starved whore. Jess hardly heard her, as her hands rolled her balls urging them to churn out even more seed. Her mother left with a slight bulge forming in her jeans, leaving Jess to finish her makeshift breakfast in peace and bliss. Of course, such bliss had to end eventually.
The teenage futa yanked her head back with a satisfied, if breathless, gasp. A dazed grin remained plastered to her skin, as her cock oozed the dregs of her orgasm, a single large drop of cum streaming down her shaft to meet her always hungry tongue. Eventually, she sobered enough to remember her mother's warning of truancy and rushed into, and with, her shower. Her clothes were already laid out for her.
Once clean and dressed, she stood in her mirror making certain her appearance was acceptable. Her plain, white tank top hugged her small chest tight without putting her strapless bra on display, while her slight hips actually stretched the band of her skirt. Jess gave a small, disappointed sigh.
"It shrank again," Thankfully, the length hadn't changed much, still keeping her secret mostly hidden. Her near monstrous member curled around her post-orgasm balls, each as large as oranges, both of which were supported by her futanari specific panties. All in all, she found nothing amiss with her appearance, save for her swollen stomach. She smirked as she petted the evidence of her output.
