Back To The Futanari

A brief sms transaction:

HER: I found a time portal

ME:??

HER: A portal to 1999. I have been with you when you were 29

ME: Liar, but that would be crazy

ME: I want that! Badly, lol!

HER: I have...I can show you

...A few weeks later...in the year 2025...

I had to fly to Portland, Oregon. We went up to Washington Square Park on the west hills overlooking the city and Mount Hood framing the backdrop. Up in the northwest corner, a tiny outcropping, fenced off for safety reasons, She took me through a portal, it didn't do anything outside my physical body, but it made me warble and feel nauseous.

...Summer of 1999

It wasn't until we encountered people that it became clear that what She claimed was true. We'd gone back a quarter century.

We drove down the PCH, stopping at various resorts either on the coast or overlooking it. We did some shopping, girls' stuff mostly, well only. She said She wanted to give me a matronly vibe, a hot older mom with a penis. A sultry older mommy with a cock. By the time we were on the California border, I had remembered my old routine, my ablutions, I called them. I was smoothe as silk and full-bodied, but in the hips, thighs, and ass kind of way. Dressed up in the silky, full-length night gowns, the garter with stockings, the heels, slip-ons, with fuzzy duck feathers, and topped off with Vanity Vair full-bottom, nylon gossamer panties, all in pastels: blue, yellow, pink, and white.

She had me remain dressed like this. I had a wig, a big floppy hat, and a full-length ersatz fur coat to conceal my masculine features while out in public, and as long as I walked like a woman, and it was believable, then I could pass. I never got it right.

At Big Sur we stayed for 3 nights. I drove the whole way. I was to drive in a matching chemise, stockings, garter, panties, and heels. She fondled me through my panties the whole way and She kept calling me mommy. She was taking me back 26 years to offer me up to my younger self, as his mommy...with a cock.

Let's go inside the head of our protagonist....

'99 was when I just met M. I was a year outside a tough break up with J, the then absolute love of my life. When she finally succeeded in freeing herself from me, I was certain I'd never find anyone who could match her as a lover. She was my awakening.

I knew how vulnerable I was at 29 years old. You say, 29, that's old, well I was fit, slick, and smooth. I was constantly getting hit on by homosexual men, I would have been considered a twink in the current vernacular. But I viewed myself as masculine, in a bookish way, like Johnny Depp in the Ninth Gate. I know, it's a very self-aggrandizing way to imagine ones' self, but it is what it is, as they like to say. The point is, I know me. I know how little it will take to transform my younger self into a full-blown sissy homosexual. I don't want that for him. But I do want to help him actualize a fantasy that I know he has...because he is me, you get that right.

I know he has mommy fantasies. His mom had caught him once, as a young man, after leaving the nest. I was home for the holidays. I had a pair of VFs I'd stolen from an old girlfriend, and she walked in on me early with coffee one morning. Legs spread wide open, the front panel dipped up under my balls, and I'm fingering my perineum. I know he fantasizes about it going further. That instead of shying away and covering myself up, I let her see, let her watch me. I wanted her to see me in this way.

I know that if I come to him like this, and She is with us, he will melt. He will want to do everything for Her. I know he would because I am he, and he is me.

Meanwhile, back in Big Sur...

We stayed for 3 nights at a place overlooking the Pacific. It was a huge house, a full deck, total privacy because no other houses were around.

We played mommy and son, me the mommy, Her the son. She had a futanari dildo that was so big She could suck Herself off with it. She groomed me on how to speak of myself in the third person, and always refer to myself as mommy. She even bought me a breastplate with pretty realistic-looking and feeling breasts. She also bought me a skin-toned body onesie, but instead of the bottom, it was bottomless and just stretched down tight over my panty-covered ass like a vice. It definitely helped with my shape. I began to feel like a sultry mommy. I nurtured this, to embody my older woman inside.

"I want to see you turn him into a pool of submission," She whispered in my ear. "I want you to make your dreams come true. Give this to him mommy."

And She would fondle me through my panties until the inevitable wet spot and then she would stop. And we could play this game for hours, and sometimes we did. We spent a lot of time smoking joints, drinking whiskey and wine, and playing like this. She would never let me have any of my sperm.

"Save it for your younger self mommy," she would kiss me and whisper. "You can taste it only after he has first. Of course you two are going to cum kiss, just for me."

And she would reach down and lick off the wet drop of precum and kiss me.

She lets the cat out of the bag...

"I have to tell you something," she began. "I've been with him. Just let me tell it. I've been back 5 times. I had him in bed the first night. It was at the place you used to go when you were all dressed up and pretending you were there waiting on friends. I told him in a non-sequencial way that I love a man in panties, and he was mine.

"It's clear you have no memory of this, and it must be some time paradox thing, or you're on a different timeline, or universe, or some crazy shit, but the point is, you don't remember it. So he...you, are already groomed and ready to serve his mistress and his mommy.

"You understand that when we are all together, I resume my role as your dominant." She paused to look me in the eyes, as if it were even under questioning was beyond reproach.

"He's been sucking my futacock, but he's sooo ready to suck some mommy cock. I showed him the thing you like to do with your vibe. I press it up into his perineum on full vibe and make him stroke himself to the edge over and over and over. You are going to be so impressed with how I've inured in him your proclivities. He so loves to expose himself like a good sissy boi. He is a boi, he doesn't even look 22, let alone 28.

"You must maintain the role of mommy. Do not get jealous, you must deny your baser urges and know that by giving him this, you give yourself more pleasure. You must maintain superiority. That doesn't mean you don't get to suck his sweet little, smooth little lovely cock, because you will get to torment him with your mouth. You know exactly how to work him. His pleasure is your own as well. You'll be able to fit the whole of his smooth, bald cock and balls in that lovely mouth of yours.

"Also, I can force you to do it," She laughed sweetly. "Oh, and he can suck his own cock, gets the whole tip and then some in his mouth."

I knew this to be true and always knew that with encouragement and help, I could get a lot more in. But I was alone in my endeavors. Also, I hadn't really got into that in my early 30s, I'd only remembered doing it a handful of times by that age.

"Damn," I said. "I didn't start doing that until I was well into my 30s. I always wondered why I never really tried it earlier."

"Yeah, well you have ejaculated by way of your own mouth now," She confirmed. "He loves it. He is going to love mommy's penis. I think we're going to refer to it as penis or big clit. I call his a clit. Little clit, whatever kind of clit feels right.

"I help him a lot," She continued. "I get him up on his shoulder blades and he can lick his tip. As soon as I put pressure down on him he feeds himself up. Just his mouth, he can't get down his own throat. That's what he needs his mommy for. I just pump my weight down on him like a metronome and the tip of his little clit disappears into his mouth. I do that over and over. He's so hard all the time, and he is begging to follow my instructions.

"He's you, before you put up all those walls. I'd almost mistake him for innocent if he didn't love sperm so much. I can't wait to introduce you two. You can let him suck your big clit as long and however you like. You must pet him, treat him like you want to be treated, he will submit to everything.

"Naturally, he's shy and afraid to meet you. But I've told him all about you. I think that's got something to do with why you don't remember any of this happening. It's a different timeline. He just needs his mistress to be there, to witness him as a sissy submissive cum loving slut. He loves it. You must encourage him. You must remain in character. Even when I make you do unmotherly things with your sissyboi."