Second Puberty Ver 1 08

I groaned as mom did her customary morning greeting as she set down my glass with a vitamin rich protein shake with her cheery disposition that was beginning to really grind my gears.

At least yesterday I experienced what an orgasm was but it sure as fuck wasn't enough....and the day got kind of weird for me with Art, my best friend.

And my night at work did yield me another handful of tips as I got another $2,000 in tips. Well $2180 specifically. Still it was nice having a large amount of cash as it sure as fuck beat flipping burgers for barely $600 every two weeks after taxes and what not.

I still hadn't gone to my bank to put all the cash hiding in my back pack purse but I was planning on doing that Saturday before I went to my second job. Though I still needed to go by the barista and fill out paperwork.

I got up feeling like a truck had ran my ass over as parts of my body demanded attention as I was once again held at the brink of orgasming leaving me more tired due to the high frustration I was dealing with.

My mom took one look at me with a smile, "How's it going honey?"

I grumbled at her trying to remain calm but was at the verge of biting her head off. Instead I let the murderous glare in my eyes tell the story.

My mom smirked as my look had no affect on her, "Well seeing how you're doing so well on your training I believe you're ready for your next lesson."

I groaned but mom ignored me as she tossed a box in between my legs.

I blinked as I looked at the box as it read 'Real Life Dick with Cum action'. I slowly looked up at mom as I felt the color drain from my face as mom smile and tossed another item on top of the box. I looked down seeing it was a cloth mask.

It didn't take much imagination to understand what mom was getting at and what I would be doing with the toy.

I spoke the only thing that made sense, "Why?"

Mom smiled, "To prepare you for tomorrow."

I groaned as I looked up and complained, "I"m not giving a toy oral!"

Mom smiled, "Yes you are."

I looked at her, "Come on mom. I've had a blowjob I should know how to please a guy."

Mom smiled, "Exactly. You know how but are you ready to do it." She smiled evilly at me, "There's a difference between knowing and doing honey."

I sighed, "Yeah I guess." I shrugged, "It's just a dildo not the real thing."

Mom smiled widely at me, "Check the box honey."

I sighed already hating this but still reached and opened the box. The moment I opened the box I felt my mouth hang open.

In the box was an almost real representation of a guy's manhood....just much larger than I was expecting.

In the box was a solid 8" complete with nuts.

I reached down and lightly poked the phallic object before almost jumping and lightly squealing, "Jesus!"

I looked up at mom as she laughed. I exclaimed, "It feels so real!"

Mom laughed more before she spoke, "I know. That's why I got it for you."

I started to whine, "It's so big! It's going to knock out my teeth!"

Mom just laughed as I tried to explain it's size.

My final argument, "I can't do it."

Mom rose her eyebrow and reached over grabbing the object out of the box and proceeded to demonstrate that she could swallow the entire length into her mouth and held it there looking at me with her hands on her hips like it was nothing. And the fact she did it dry without spitting on it to lube it up was even more impressive.

I got the hint at what she was getting at before she pulled the object out and threw it onto the bed covered in her saliva, "Fill it up with the fake cum that's in the box. I want that in your mouth the entire day." She smiled evilly at me, "And giving it your best fellatio as it trains you."

I blinked, "How in the fuck am I supposed to breathe!!!"

Mom walked into the closet as she spoke, "Use your nose to breathe."

I groaned as that answer basically, and excuse the double entendre, fucking sucked.

Mom walked back out tossing a pair of shorts, shirt, bra and panties. Before she walked out, "Oh you'll be wearing your clamps and vibrator. And don't forget the set up the dildo, like the vibrator, as its wireless. I want to see your progress on that."

I blinked and yelled as she walked out, "YOU'RE TURNING ME INTO A WHORE MOM!!!"

Mom yelled up, "I prefer the term trained sweetie. Now chop chop you don't have much time."

I groaned as mom kept waking me up with hardly any time but with me coming home so late any extra sleep was greatly appreciated....no matter how much I bitched.

I got out of bed afraid if I laid back down I would simply go back to sleep. I grabbed the protein shake and headed to the bathroom to do my new routine.

I sat down and urinated while I pounded the protein shake as quickly possible already getting tired of the banana and pink lady flavor notes as I was wishing for something new. Maybe chocolate with strawberries or something.

Still I pounded the drink as I may have let out a unladylike belch before wiping my mouth and applying some simple eyeshadow and mascara. As I got up, I again, ran some water through my now almost shoulder length hair and quickly combed it getting as many knots as I can.

I left of the bathroom with my lipstick in hand seeing how my mouth was now going to be covered.

When I got into my room I quickly threw my lipstick into my backpack before I got dressed making sure my clamps and vibrator were on.

I may have moaned a little bit putting on the clamps as I quickly noticed I got wet by simply clamping my nipples and installing my vibrator didn't help as now I just wanted to lay down and masturbate. So I did my best to ignore those impulses and finished getting ready.

With my clothes on a I quickly read the manual and installed the required fake cum into the new device and set up the device on my phone not paying attention to anything other than confirming it was set up and ready to go.

I sighed taking one last look at the phallic object and opened my mouth to stuff it into my mouth and put on the mask.

There was a problem....the phallic dildo was too long for my tiny mouth. And the extra length quickly blocked my airway to where I couldn't breathe....at least not breathe well.

I could only fit maybe 4 inches of the psuedo dick into my mouth leaving only 4 or so inches hanging out. That was just the length as the width was also a problem, not saying my mouth wasn't wide enough but it was a problem.

And the cloth mask wasn't doing shit to hide that I had a dick stuck in my mouth.

I walked downstairs holding the device as mom blinked, "Why aren't you sucking on that?"

I spoke, "Because I can't deep throat it and still fucking breathe." I put the dildo on the counter, "I'm not there mom."

Mom rolled her eyes as she pushed the semi realistic dick back towards me, "Fine during your breaks I want you practicing."

I blinked, "When? I have only 10 minutes to walk from class to class. And after school you have me going to the gym, which I doubt you'll let me skip again. And after the gym I'm at work until midnight. I don't have time to suck on a fake dick."

Mom rolled her eyes, "I'm sure you'll find a way. Now GO!"

I sighed as I grabbed the dildo and threw it into my gym back. Then I grabbed my food bag and was out the door for school.

On my drive to school I applied my lipstick now that my face wasn't going to be covered and quickly found a spot.

Again Art ran up to me the moment I put my car into park.

I opened the door as I grumbled, "Hey Art!"

Art stopped as he blinked at me making me feel subconscious enough to where I looked down at myself before I exclaimed at him, "What?"

Art still looked at me like a goofball before he rebooted or whatever it was he was doing and spoke, "You're gorgeous!"

I don't know why but I blushed at the simple comment. I shook my head and tried to get back on topic as I spoke, "Listen, I want to apologize for yesterday."

Art blinked again, "Why?"

I blushed but spoke, "Because I didn't mean to tease you like I did and didn't want to lead you on like I did." I sighed as I looked down, "So for that I'm sorry."

Art hooked his finger under my chin and gently lifted forcing me to look up at his eyes as he spoke, "I'm not." He leaned in and whispered, "And I can't wait until tomorrow for a massage."

I blushed even harder as I knew what he was referencing.

He continued to whisper into my ear, "So will I get the special treatment if you're my masseuse?"

I lightly shuddered not knowing why as the butterflies in my stomach returned and I felt my pussy moisten and vibrated on it's own accord without the device stuck in it being on.

What the fuck?

I blinked as I tried to figure out how to answer this without giving away what I would be doing at my second job.

I pushed him away as him whispering away was both annoying and, in a weird way, alluring. I spoke, "Stop! I'll probably be working the desk or something."

Art smiled as I continued, "Or probably just folding towels or something. I don't know what my job is there yet. Ok?"

I tried to walk past him, "Come on we're going to be late for school."

Before I could get too far Art grabbed my arm stopping me in my tracks as he spoke, "Hold up!"

I stopped and looked at him. Art spoke, "But seriously why are you doing all this weird shit." He smiled, "Not that I'm complaining."

I pulled my arm away, "I already told you that." I blushed, "Mom's just training me on how to be a girl. Alright?"

I walked away from him, "Come on we're going to be late."

I started walking towards my home room.

Art caught up easily, "So your mom is having you do all this exposing?"

I nodded, "Yep."

Art lightly chuckled, "Seems like she's turning you into a slut." He quickly added, "Not that I mind it at all."

I sighed as I wanted to agree but spoke, "No, she's just giving me a crash course and helping me get comfortable in my body. That's all."

Art joked, "So she's having you expose your tits and pussy? What's next?"

I blushed but answered, "Just to be comfortable. Alright."

We made it to my home room as I turned to Art, "Listen I'll explain more later. Not now." I smirked at him, "Can you just let me be me for the time being while I figure this all out? Like a friend would do?"

Art lightly thought about it before nodding with a smirk.

I smiled, "And I promise when ALL this training is over and I have free time we can hang out. I promise."

Art sighed as he nodded, "Sure." Then he smirked, "But I can still harass you at work so I can see your tits," He wiggled his eyebrows at me, "and perhaps more photos?"

I blushed but smirked as I pushed him, "Shut up!"

I walked into class as I heard Art yell into the room, "I didn't hear a 'No'."

I ignored him as I quickly found my seat and sat down my face hot and my lower anatomy wet enough to where I felt my panties were soaked.

If anyone looked at me they would have seen a girl blushing with a smile on my face.