This started out as a self-indulgent snippet and has now evolved into something far greater. Don't expect regular updates, I have a day job and write slower then GRRM.
Story contains the following: a well-endowed trans woman, her hot, soon-to-be incestuous family, and way too much fucking setting/plot. But I wanted to lay a proper foundation so no matter what direction that insanity ends up going in, there's at least some degree of grounding.
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Luna awoke in darkness, head feeling like it was stuffed with several pounds of wool. Everything felt fuzzy, and it took a minute for her to realize that she was recovering from another fainting spell. She'd described the experience to her family as akin to watching a movie where the screen goes black for a few minutes, then starts up again with the time having passed. Her last memory was of standing up from the couch too quickly for some reason, then waking up....wait, where was she? It was mid-morning when she'd fainted, normally these spells lasted for a few dozen seconds, not hours.
Luna tried to turn and grab her phone, only to realize her hands were restricted with what felt like soft fabric. She tried to blink, and realized it wasn't dark out, she was blindfolded. She jerked around a little, trying to get her hands free, only to realize she was also naked, the familiar feel of her sheets under her naked legs and butt. She was in her bed, naked and restrained.
This was not good.
"Looks like she's finally awake. You gave us quite a scare, sweetie," Mom said from somewhere to my right.
"Mom, any chance you could take the blindfold off? And untie me?"
"Sure dear, hold still," she raised the blindfold up a bit, and Luna was greeted with a vision of heaven and hell. She was indeed in bed, and surrounded by family. Her very attractive, very naked, very hungry looking family.
"I think that's enough peeking," Mom said, putting the blindfold back. "Now let's see how good you are at telling us apart by touch alone." Luna felt the bed sink slightly as one of them moved closer, an unknown hand gently grabbing Luna's erect cock and lining it up with a sopping wet pussy. The head was teased for a few moments and then she began to sink down, the unknown woman and Luna both moaning in pleasure.
...what? This doesn't make sense? Oh right, I should probably have gone back further, give some context.
Backstory then. Luna, though that wasn't her name at the time, was the second child of three and the only boy in the family besides her dad and grandfather. She had two sisters; Sally was older by two years and Cybil was younger by four. Her dad, Carl, had no siblings and his parents had died before Luna was born. Her mother, Ava, had two sisters: Kori and Lexi. Lexi had two daughters, Amy and Riley. Amy is the same age as Luna and Riley is two years older, same age as Sally. They all grew up on the North-East Coast, in the northern reaches of Pennsylvania. Cold winters, hot summers, and raining more often then not.
Her dad died soon after Cybil was born, leaving Mom a wreck. Lexi, who at that point lived about an hour away, spent a lot of time traveling back and forth to help Mom with her newborn and just in general. This left her husband Chuck to care for his two young daughters, and when he failed miserably Lexi forced him to hire a babysitter. Who he promptly started fucking, despite her being barely out of high school. Lexi walked in on them one night, and the next day she packed up her daughters, divorced his cheating ass and moved in with her sister for an entire year. She eventually moved out to her own house, but it was only a few blocks away.
As for the rest of our family, Grandpa lived alone on the other side of town in a huge house that everyone visited like once a year for vacation. Luna never learned the real reason, but Mom and Lexi had a very strained relationship with him. Her other aunt Kori was on much better terms with him, but she was living the life of a tech CEO out in California so the family rarely saw her.
All this meant Luna grew up with four girls as family and close friends: a sister/cousin duo that was equal parts protective and evil older siblings, a menace of a cousin that shared the same classes up through high school, and a younger sister that all of them would die and kill for. So ya know, normal family. Their relationships were up and down, especially when puberty hit. Luna had a few guy friends, and every weekend they begged to come over for a chance to stare at Sally and Riley, mature college girls being the male-teenager equivalent of catnip.
Luna couldn't exactly blame them, since at that point she was also using her family as fap material. She was a (at the time) horny young teenage male stuck in a house constantly full of beautiful older women. She was torn between regret for how she viewed her family, and jealously that her friends could openly flirt and catcall while all she could do was sit there and endure.
Like most young people she went to college, and by the end had figured out a few things. Like the fact that she was trans, which officially brought the number of men the entire family down to one. And Grandpa, who in the last few years Luna had realized was a degenerate racist asshole, wasn't long for this world thankfully.
Anyway, between graduating college and now four years later, two important things happened. The first was that Grandpa died, and left Luna everything: the giant house, a little over two million in the bank, and an absolutely busted set of ribs. Because the reason he gave everything to Luna, according to the will, was that she was the only man left in the family. Jokes on him.
Six months prior Luna had started HRT, and it only took that long because having no medical insurance in America meant even a consult could cost hundreds or thousands of dollars, something she couldn't afford. She had been stuck in a cycle of depression until her cousin Riley came through outta nowhere with this "experimental HRT procedure."
Normally she'd have been VERY DUBIOUS about shit like this, but Riley (who was studying for a PHD in genetics) sat her down and explained the science behind it. The drug cocktail contained the same androgen blockers (testosterone suppressants) and estrogen (estradiol and progesterone) mix as a standard feminization injection. Only difference was they'd added a few things to accelerate the process, so the physical changes would only take a few months instead of multiple years. The downsides would be increased caloric intake, to a level that made her eating habits during puberty look tame in comparison, and significant emotional imbalance as her body adjusted.
So by the time Grandpa had died, Luna looked, felt and was a woman. Her family accepted her, everything was going great. Upon getting the news, and learning about the sudden windfall from her mother, she'd put in her two week notice and started planning to move out of her shitty one bedroom.
By then her Mom had already taken time off of work to handle the funeral and other issues. She had also moved her and Sally into the mansion, since it was orders of magnitude better then the one-bedroom apartment they both shared and only a few miles away. Once moved in she'd begun the monumental process of cleaning the place out. It wasn't exactly falling apart, but a lot of the rooms had been left to gather dust and cobwebs, including the entire second floor.
Ok, backstory handled, now we can get to the good stuff. Lets start with her arrival. (also I know the science of this is bullshit. suspension of disbelief)
The cab pulled up, letting Luna get a good look at what was to be her new home. The house was one of those huge colonial era buildings, closer to a mansion. Eight bedrooms, six bathrooms, huge front and back yard with a big pool in the back. There were probably a lot of other rooms and goodies she didn't know about, since they hadn't visited in years. She was honestly hoping someone had drawn a map, otherwise getting lost seemed a distinct possibility. And to make the scene even more movie-like, there was a beautiful woman coming out of the front door and headed towards her.
Mom?!" Luna said as she got her suitcases out of the cab and paid the driver. Her mother had brown hair, was about 5'-4" tall, and stoutly-built, with plenty of curves where they counted. Despite being in her mid 50s her breasts were still firm DDs. Currently she was wearing a body-hugging white turtleneck and sinfully snug jeans that showed off her firm ass.
"Luna, you're here!" She said excitedly as she pressed her body firmly against her daughters. Normally Luna returned her hugs with gusto but right now she was desperate to make some distance. Her mother wasn't having it and wrapped both arms around Luna's waist to pull her close. The older woman's firm, perky breasts pressed into Luna's chest as she deepened the hug. Try as she might to resist, Luna felt her dick starting to harden.
Despite being a transwoman she still hadn't gotten bottom surgery, since she'd never felt very dysphoric about her dick. And even if she'd wanted to get something done, surgery was way too expensive. Normally it wouldn't be a problem, cause feminizing-HRT is supposed to shrink male genitalia, but uh...not in her case. Whatever was in those shots did the opposite: Luna had instead grown from an average 5 inches to an almost uncomfortable 9.5. She wasn't quite as uncontrollably horny as in high school, but her dick still required near-daily attention, otherwise she would become too horny to function. Thankfully, if her Mom did feel Luna's dick poking her she didn't show it as she kept on hugging.
"I'm so glad you're here sweetheart!" She said, squeezing Luna extra tight for a second before taking a step back, eyes running up and down her body. "And I love the look. Its really.... " she kinda trailed off, and Luna saw she was looking down. She did the same and saw they were glued to her crotch, more specifically the bulge that was straining against her tight-fitting jeans. Luna didn't expect her mother to even be looking down there, much less draw attention to it, and so she just stayed silent.
"Geez, did I do that," her mother said after an awkward pause, now looking anywhere but her daughter. "Uh, let me show you around." She grabbed Luna's hand and led her inside, passing through the foyer and living room, which were devoid of furniture for the moment.
"There's a few smaller bedrooms on the first floor, but that's where your Grandpa spent his final years so they had to be emptied and cleaned."
They went upstairs: the stairs gave way to a large landing area that wrapped around the lower level, with doors on other sides and a hallway leading deeper into the house, before leading them to the last door on the left.
