"Katie, come on! We're going to be late!" Adam yelled.
"Don't rush me, Adam!" Katie called from the bathroom. "You don't rush a woman trying to look beautiful."
Adam sighed and trudged walked back into the den, where an angelic-looking toddler wearing a blue dress was sitting on the couch and watching Daniel Tiger's Neighborhood. Adam sat down next to her and played with her golden hair. She looked just like her mother, whom he had been yelling at. However, Adam was not the father of this child. The person who had supplied the seed had been her own grandmother.
Gwendolyn was almost two years old, and, for all intents and purposes, Adam was her daddy. When he came home every day and saw her in her high chair, her little face broke out in a smile and she cried, "Daddy!" Even his own parents were Nana and Pop-Pop to her, though they shared no blood ties to her.
She and Adam continued to sit there patiently, Gwen in her dress, and Adam in a suit and tie. Adam was trying to keep his cool, wondering why Katie had to run late on today of all days. What kind of daughter would risk being late to her mother's wedding?
In less than an hour, Katie's mother Martha would be marrying her girlfriend, Laurel. The three of them had been staying in a hotel room of a beautiful golf resort. Laurel worked as an attorney, and it was only because of her that the three of them were able to stay in such a lavish room. Martha and Laurel had been staying in separate rooms, but would be sharing a room after the wedding. The two women had been dating since the summer of 2015, and after getting engaged and moving in together, they were ready to spend their lives together.
At last, Katie emerged from the bathroom, looking radiant in her canary yellow dress, which complimented her blonde hair. As she entered the room, the smell of perfume and hairspray wafted in with her. She was so beautiful that Adam forgot about being irritated with her.
"Wow!" Adam goggled.
"Thanks!" Katie said. "That was the look I was going for."
"We should head downstairs; the ceremony is about to begin. My mom and dad are already here."
The trio left their room and proceeded to the elevator. Once they had made it to the lobby, they made their way to the large courtyard outside. Near the beautiful fountain were several rows of chairs for both the bride and groom. On the left were Martha's various family members, friends, and Adam's parents, and to the right were Laurel's.
Laurel was already standing at the end of the aisle with the officiant. She was wearing a grey tuxedo with a black tie and beaming with anticipation. Though her dress was masculine, it didn't detract from her beauty. The slim, attractive woman anxiously fiddled with her long, wavy blonde locks. Though Martha's parents had passed years ago, Laurel's mom and dad were sitting in front row, giddy at seeing their daughter married.
About fifteen minutes after Adam and Katie sat down, the harpist began to play. Everyone looked towards the rear as the bride began her march down the aisle. Martha looked absolutely stunning as she walked slowly towards the front, clutching her bouquet and smiling serenely.
Adam was glad that Gwen was sitting on Katie's lap, because he was half-hard at seeing Martha. Atop her mane of waist-length golden hair, she had a crown of sunflowers and baby's breath. She was wearing a strapless wedding dress that allowed him to admire her large bust from afar. Her breasts visibly wobbled with each step. He looked over at Laurel, who was biting her lip as she stared at her fiancé. She had clearly had some input into the dress design.
Once she stood across from her beloved, the officiant began. Sadly, during the speech, all Adam could do was to imagine both the women naked. Very few people knew that beneath their clothes, the attractive women had both sets of genitalia.
Over two years ago, Adam had started dating Katie while she was pregnant with Gwen, and eventually found out that Katie's mother was a futanari, who had impregnated her own daughter. Adam then began a sexual relationship with the both of them. Eventually, Martha started dating Laurel, and she, too, began to share her bed with the others.
Katie's hand found his as they heard the beautiful words of love, snapping him out of his trance. He looked over to see her eyes misting, and he was grateful for the distraction. Soon, Martha and Laurel exchanged vows, rings, and kisses, and the crowd gave a jubilant cheer.
After some wedding photos, everyone proceeded to the dining hall. Martha and Laurel were set up at a table on a raised dais, the both of them beaming as they were lavished with well-wishes and toasts. The couple got to enjoy their first dance, and then everyone else got on the dance floor to party.
Adam spent most of his time sitting with baby Gwen while her mother drank and danced. After a lengthy pregnancy, he felt that Katie deserved some time to cut loose. Laurel came over and sat next to them.
"Congratulations," he told her.
"Thanks!" Laurel said before giving both he and the toddler kisses on the cheek. "Ah, this day has been perfect so far."
"Martha looks so beautiful."
"Yeah, well, that dress is going to look really beautiful on the floor of our honeymoon suite," Laurel said with a devilish smile.
Adam blushed, worrying that Laurel might say something too obscene for the two year old on his lap to hear. Studying Laurel's face, he could tell that she knew it was turning him on. She took Gwen onto her lap and began fussing with her hair.
"You hear that, baby?" Laurel cooed to her. "Grammy Martha and Grammy Laurel are going on their honeymoon tomorrow! We're going to have so much fun!"
"Love you, Grammy!" Gwen squealed.
Laurel then looked Adam right in the eye and said, "Maybe when we get home, Daddy can have some fun with us, too."
Adam took a deep breath as he tried to keep himself from getting too aroused. All throughout their engagement, Laurel had made it explicitly clear that she still wanted to sleep with Adam and Katie after she got married. Laurel had grown to enjoy the intimacy; she had been the one to claim Adam's anal virginity.
"Let's dance, Grammy!" Gwen said.
"Good idea!"
Adam took a swig of cold water as he watched his adopted daughter and traipse off to the dance floor with her new grandmother. Perhaps, in the near future, it would be he and Katie enjoying their wedding. One thing was for sure: he was definitely going to try for some post-reception sex after Gwen went to sleep tonight.
After all the guests had departed, the newlyweds made their way to the honeymoon suite. During the ceremony, Laurel had arranged to have both her belongings and Martha's carried to the new room. The two were anxious; they hadn't been in the same bed together for weeks.
In order to make this night special, Laurel had proposed that they refrain from sex or masturbation. As futanari, they used special blue pills to suppress their sexual urges. In a few minutes, the women were about to unleash an entire month's worth of sexual desires upon each other.
Laurel put the 'Do Not Disturb' sign on the outside of door, locked it and then turned to Martha, who was closing the curtains in the room. "Did you want to take a quick shower or..."
"No," Martha said quickly as she removed her heels. "Laurel, let's go."
