Hunter’s love for f*ta

Good morning!

I couldn't help but say that when the weather was that good. I woke up first thing in the morning, my eyes looking outside our apartment flat, and I could not contain my excitement!

I got out of the bed, slid the glass door to the balcony, and took in the fresh squid odor in the morning. I looked down and a neighbor, a classy housewife from room 309, waved her arms at me while being hugged from behind. There was nothing wrong with that of course, it's normal for her son to be so clingy, especially with how voluptuous her body looked. Those hourglass figures would be criminal on its own, but when you're a young wife of 23 with a pair of gigantic knockers, a bouncy ass, and a tight vagina? Now that would be just straight up cheating.

Well, never mind them, because I need to stretch myself for the day. An important guest had announced their visit this afternoon, and it would be such a shame if I got poor reviews from them. I picked up my training baton I hung on the laundry hanger, started lubing it up with my saliva as my legs widened like a bow, all the while I looked over the balcony and focused my eyes on the housewife pressing herself flat against the wall. As her son pushed his training rod in and out of the housewife, my hand did a simulated motion toward my naughty slit. With enough lubrication, I pushed the power button to turn on the training baton, and let its vibrating mode train the place where my daughters came from.

I had birthed a twin daughter, all of them starting middle school the other day, and they got home all sticky from head to toe. I asked them the details and their classmates were all being such horny beasts with them. I wish I could have been there, because getting railed at school must be so much fun! No wonder they were masturbating all night instead of sleeping. I could hear them just fine since the walls were thin, but would they do me a favor and just go out and get themselves railed? They were already of age, so might as well try something that was common for them to do, instead of making me horny all night and making me masturbate all night with them too!

Then again, when I was their age, I was not a social butterfly either.

Before I realized it I was almost finished molding my vagina to the shape of the training baton, and that would allow me to take in a thirteen inch dick!

I began focusing all my thoughts on getting dicked, my hands vigorously pistoning the training baton in and out of my 30-year old pussy. I could feel each folds in my pussy quiver as I trembled in pleasure, and soon enough, my head went blank as I sprayed my love juice all over my potted plants. That was only the beginning, of course, because I had orgasmed three more times to sufficiently water the plant for today. I decided that was a good time to stop, hung the training baton with yesterday's laundry, and went back inside with my hands massaging my G-cup breasts.

I opened my wardrobe and put on my clothes for today: A cow patterned string bikini exposing my areolas and nipples with fabrics cut in the shape of a heart and a crotchless cut, a yellow sweater with a hole on its chest to show my udders to the world, a blue jeans with a missing crotch area for easy penetration, and I didn't forget my nose ring and cow-ears headband. What I almost forgot, however, was my collar with a big golden bell which had my name engraved on it. As if a cow would ever need a name, especially when I had my identification code engraved to my crotch and just above my asscracks. I looked at the mirror and stretched the skins containing my serial number, brushing the overgrown strands of black pubes aside, and it still read "JPC000000287554". I wished I was part of the single digits, because their life was changed for the absolute better, while I had to wait my turn before anything like that would happen.

For the final touches of today's fashion, I opened a separate cabinet and took out a pair of fourteen-inch pink dildos. The special thing about these tools would be the strings it had at the bottom that would help latch them into my pussy and ass-pussy. I just need to kite them around the fabric digging the sides of my vulva and then push the dildos in when I tie the strings. I had to be careful with this because I needed to exchange the butt plug I had inserted the night before with the dildo. Of course, I didn't forget to put in my breast milk holders and tape them close with a pair of heart-shaped nipple pasties. I wasn't done just yet, of course, because I had to line the wires so it would not tangle with each other. I usually put them on a strap around my waist with a holder case, and that was what I did today too. Now, I just need to find the remotes to make them vibrate and turn them… on!

My body jolted as I fell down to the floor in a loud thud. My vagina couldn't help itself spewing clear orgasm juice all over the floor. I wheezed, trying my best effort to stand, and calmly walked out of my bedroom one climax at a time.

When I got out of my room and into the living room, I saw my daughters happily watching what was on television. Even though they were already old enough to outgrow those cartoons, they still find the time to enjoy their hobby. I couldn't fathom why kids and teenagers would like these sort of programs myself, but I must say that I envy those fictional girls for being able to take in such a massive cock.

"Are you watching that anime again?" I sighed through all the pleasure of the vibrating dildos. As I stained the floor with my light orgasms, I managed to arrive at the kitchen to cook for breakfast. "I swear, you two need to watch something your age for once. Aren't your friends watching that sex drama with the popular porn actors?"

"But Mama!" said the youngest of my twin as she sat bow-legged toward the tv, whose hands were busy fingering her pussy and anus. Her calm face contrasted with how furious her hand movements as she continued: "FutaCura has a special episode where the main heroine is getting fucked by zoo animals today! I've waited with Hibiki for months, so don't ruin it!"

"Yeah Mama, just watch your softcore crap while we watch some fine primo," this time, the older twin interjected. Her smugness as she mocked my favorite morning drama stung a bit, but she was right that I had needed some new hardcore series to rustle my clams. She was always good at pushing my buttons, but I shouldn't be mad at her, especially not while she was destroying her pussy by sticking in a dildo with the same size as the one currently vibrating in my pussy. With her tongue stuck out, her body moving to the rhythm of orgasm, she continued: "You won't get the appeal of FutaCura anyway. So just watch me and Asagi cum our brains out in silence or something–oh no here it comes! Cummiiiiing!"

As if on command, my younger twin daughter started to sway her hips back and forth. With a sultry voice, she screamed: "Me too Hibiki, I'm about to have mama watch me cum! I'm cumming! Cummiiiiiiiiiing!"

I watched from over the counter as my daughters orgasmed alongside the main heroine of that anime. The sound of her moans, as her pussy was ravaged by a giraffe's dong, echoed through the speakers and harmonized with the moans of my orgasming daughters. Hearing something like that, you can't blame me when I began rubbing my clit and came alongside them!

With both of my daughters reeling back from the pleasure, they watched as the heroine of the show cum her brains out with the cock of a grizzly bear inside her. From what I gathered of the anime, it seemed the heroine had the tendency to fail and got herself raped by the villains of the week. It always ended that way each episode, with the town they lived in slowly becoming corrupted and their denizens' daily life changed for the worse. How unrealistic of a premise, but it did sound kind of hot. Maybe I should try and understand why my daughters loved it so much when I had some free time.

Making breakfast with four vibrators inside me was not a challenge anymore. After three months of trying, I was finally able to make pretty much any food just like before. For breakfast, my daughters love omelets, so I cooked them two portions alongside mine and placed them inside a big doggy bowl. For drinks I brought with me three empty glasses with ice inside them.

"Breakfast is ready, come on."

I placed the doggy bowl on the carpet and handed the glass of ice to my daughters. They lowered their hands and lined the mouth of the glass with their exposed crotch, and I did the same. With one push from the inside, pee started flowing out and filled the glass one milliliter at a time. After we stopped pissing out our drink, we moved on to drop on all fours and ate the food in the doggy bowl.

It might look strange that we ate on the carpet when we had a dining table, but that would be for guests. We, as bitches of this household, did not need furniture to eat. In-fact, we prefer to eat like dogs. Having my cheeks pressed against my daughters' as we ate was something that I looked forward to each morning.

"Mama," Asagi, the younger twin, called out. "Did you put your pubes in this one?"

With a messy face, I looked up from the bowl and said: "Bingo! You're really good at tasting pubes, Asagi, so I knew you'd guess it right."

"You also put in some of your pee, right?" Hibiki, the older twin, interjected. "And is it just me or did you put in dad's semen too?"

I nodded, scarving down my portion in the doggy bowl with haste. "Just squeezed last night, honey. Since this is your second day of school, I want to give you girls some pick-me-up! Well, does it work?"

"I love you mama," Hibiki kissed me on the lips, licking the pubes and cum that was smudged on my face. "You're the best!"

"Hibiki, that's not fair!" Asagi moved closer to me and started kissing me on the lips too. "I want to thank mama too!"

In this household, it had always been customary for girls to thank the same gender by kissing their lips. Me and my daughters love doing it so much that we always try to give our thanks like this each morning. As my vibrators hummed inside my body, the added pleasure of my daughters' tongues easily made my pussy orgasm. Squirting clear juices all over the doggy bowl, it only made our appetite grow larger, and so we went back to eating my orgasm-sauced dish.

Still customary, we all drank our piss, fighting through its acidic bitterness. It tasted disgusting, bitter with a slight tang of sourness in it, but most healthy things were disgusting. Once finished with our iced pee, we all moved our heads upward and burped. Today, Hibiki burped the loudest, clearly she enjoyed her breakfast the most.

After our breakfast, my husband woke up, and I greeted him by kissing him. Asagi and Hibiki, meanwhile, started placing their hands on his crotch. With their mouths, Asagi pulled his boxer down and Hibiki started sucking on his dick. My husband didn't mind, in-fact it was his duty as a husband to provide fresh sperm for us. Soon enough, with Asagi's sloppy blowjob, he nutted inside her. I pushed him aside and invaded Asagi's mouth for his fresh cum. Hibiki had the same idea, and Asagi was not about to give her share.

Done with our morning routine, it was time for my daughters to go to school. Of course, I made sure they had brought their orientation preps with them. I checked their bags and looked for all the items, and double-checked them again just to make sure. To prepare for their future, I had made the push to send them to a prestigious school for girls, the kind that people would see in comics. However, I did not realize just how many tools were required of them each day, and keeping track of them was as much of a hassle as it was yesterday! Since they were enrolled into the same grade and class, thankfully they required the same tools, but even then I could miss them.

"Asagi, do you have your rotors?"

"It should be in the bag already."

I looked into her bag and checked the remaining prep tools needed; her rotors, her anal beads, urethra expander, nose hooks, and strap-ons were all there. I breathed a sigh of relieve, but tensed up when Hibiki's bag was missing one particular piece of the puzzle.

"Hibiki, do you remember to bring your anal beads?"

"...I'm wearing them right now so I won't forget. Here, look."

She nimbly bent down, head in-between her knees as her body lowered in a straight line with her ass hanging above her, the result of her gymnastic training. I looked at the lone strand of rope wedged between her anus and her butt plug, and nodded as I checked them off of my mental list. I slapped her asscheek before I slapped Asagi's too, which left two red marks with the shape of my hand on them. "Good work."

Both of them nodded, their bodies jolted forward as they lightly orgasmed. "Thank you, Mama!"

Both of my girls had done their best to come this far. Never in my life would I expect them enrolling in the best middle school for girls. The school had the reputation of grooming the best cumdump, and their alumni became some of the best sex workers in the world. How I envy them. If only I were fifteen years younger, maybe I could experience the same feeling too. Wearing those slutty outfits as they strut around town must feel fantastic.

It was not an exaggeration that the Seijo Academy for Girls had put all the stops to make the school outfit as perverted as possible, all to temper their body and mind for the promised bright future ahead of them. Asagi and Hibiki, wearing their sailor uniform, had their breast bared to the world with only pasties to cover the areolas and nipples. Asagi's more endowed bosom jiggled with each motion she made while Hibiki's modest breast had her nipples perked up at all times. To decrease the chance of sagging, a revealing bra made sure that their beauty was well-preserved. Still, they managed to keep the sailor outfit aesthetic by having the top part still look like a sailor uniform, while the bottom part of the shirt was basically removed.

I looked at their skirts, and they were really low-cut. In-fact it couldn't be called a skirt when it did not hide anything at all. Their vagina and anus were completely exposed, with only the vibrator and butt plug that kept their insides hidden. To warm themselves, they were allowed to wear stockings, but they must have a cut crotch area for easy penetration whenever possible. Of course, the leniency could only be possible when it's from the top of the nation school. For lower-class schools, most of their uniforms were super regulated, or worse, they might not be given any uniforms at all. It made me glad that I spent all my expenses to get them in, even if it had cost me a limb and some more.

When the bell rang, I knew who was at the door. I opened it and found Asagi's and Hibiki's childhood friend Mikage. She had lived next to our apartment for close to a decade, and our families were really close together. Just the other day, I had sex with her mother in-front of the supermarket, and it was amazing. She too inherited her mother's best traits: her soft silky long black hair, her slender but meaty figure, and her girthy gigantic ginormous cock! With that thing erect just behind the door, I was not about to let it feel alone!

Of course, she too enrolled in the same school as my daughters. She wore the same clothes and brought the same items as my daughters too, and the only difference was her big burly butt-breaking dick! Even with a vibrator up her vagina and a butt plug up her butt, Mikage looked so cool as she stood before me. She even moved her hips to the rhythm of my sucking just to accommodate my approach. What a kind girl!

"Good morning Miss Mochizuki," she greeted me as I squatted down and vacuumed her entire dick with my mouth. "Thank you for always taking the time to suck my dick every morning."

When she came inside my mouth, I chewed it slowly before swallowing them. With my crotch becoming wetter with each passing second, I cooed: "Even your sperm tastes like your mother's! It's such a shame that you can't fuck me today, but do be sure to fuck my daughters lots, okay?"

"Geez, Mama!" Hibiki quickly pulled me away from her. "You're always like this when you see Mikage's cock! We all agreed that I always get her morning load!"

"That's not what we agreed, Hibiki!" Asagi protested. Her body quickly moved beside Mikage, her arms now linked with each other. "Mikage wants to empty her balls inside my wet cunt everyday, right?"

"You thieving skank!" Hibiki quickly linked her arms with Mikage's free arm. "No way Mikage would want to unload in your stinky pussy!"

Laughing merrily, Mikage pushed both of my daughter's heads down until they were below her penis. She was cool and composed, her calm emerald eyes slowly ascertained the position of my daughters, and that would be below her. She pushed her balls forward, slapping against the cheeks of my daughters as its sagginess rubbed against their closed eyes. With a voice that could freeze the world, she said: "Keep your heads down like the bitches you are and obey your master. Naughty bitches like you two best not misbehave."

As soon as she finished saying that, my daughters orgasmed at the same time. They barked affirmatively as their crotch pissed out a mighty waterfall on the entrance. Even I had orgasmed with them too, especially with how dreamy that was. What I would give to have a piece of her twelfth-inch cock inside my throat again…

"Anyway," Mikage said with one hand pulling Asagi in to suck her cock while the other holding Hibiki in place to gobble her balls. "We best be going after a quickie. It's nice feeling your mouth again today, Miss Mochizuki."

"Oh please, you can just call me Sana," I sheepishly blushed, my eyes staring at Mikage's face-twisting cock. Drools started to escape my mouth when I saw Asagi's cheeks bloat from the excess sperm and they went out of her nostrils. Then, I orgasmed when I saw Hibiki licking the sperm trailing down Asagi's nose. I gulped and looked at Mikage, whose cunning smile showed how much she saw through me. "We're already close enough, right? I'll call you Mika-chan and you can call me Sana-chan. How about that?"

"I'll think about it. For now, I'll be taking these bitches with me to school."

I nodded attentively, gazing passionately at Mikage, who was the same age as my daughter, with my thoughts circling around on becoming her pet alongside my daughters. They had a nice system going on at the academy, where a student would be assigned a pet based on how close they lived with each other. Mikage was only supposed to get one of my twins, but when she protested the school allowed her to own my daughters as her pet for an entire year. Just thinking about how my daughters were treated as lowly bitches by Mikage made me cum once again.

To the scene of Mikage putting ropes on my daughters' collars, my husband approached us and greeted her with a smile. "Hello Mikage. Off to school with my daughters?"

"Indeed I am."

"About what we talked about yesterday," he began. "I'll allow our daughters to stay in your room starting tonight. Conversely, you may stay at any time in our house. It must be hard having to train these two, right? I'll leave them in your care."

She nodded graciously, with my daughters focused on licking her balls. "I'll show you two I'm a capable bitch trainer. These two will become the finest cumdumpsters in my hand. You'll see."

My husband nodded, a bright smile on his face. "Good. I'll expect great things from you."

Mikage bowed once again before she took our daughters away with her. I kissed my husband on the cheek one last time before I waved him goodbye. His commute would take 30 minutes to arrive, but I always made him arrive at least that much earlier. The reason why, of course, was so that I could masturbate at home.

Imagining him getting raped by people as he commuted to work made me orgasm for the first time in this five hour masturbation session.

It sounded like a long time for self-pleasure, but really I spent most of those five hours doing the chores. From cleaning the rooms, doing the laundry, preparing for my daughter's S&M classes by preparing their future ropes, writing my daily family erogenous zone reports for the government, and finishing it off by watching some pre-recorded programs on television! I always managed to complete all the chores on time, and I would not miss my perfect mark today, so I did all of the above with ease even with my body cumming all over the place in the process. The vibrators I had stuck inside my holes were just too good at making me cum!

Surprisingly, I had finished in a record time of two hours, leaving me three hours to do anything I wanted. At twelve, an honored guest would visit me and it would be so rude of me if I still masturbated at that time. Why, I should be pleasing my guest instead of masturbating, no? That was the proper etiquette to welcome and please their visitors. Everybody knows that.

Still, the same programs just didn't do it for me. Maybe seeing a woman slowly being gangbanged by twenty black cocks had grown too stale for me. A strange thing to happen for sure, because it always made me cum my brains out in no time. Maybe I needed something more stimulating? The question would be what?

As if answering my own questions, my eyes darted to the collection of FutaCura discs which belonged to my daughters. They had recorded every single episode of the show and had them stashed near their basket of sex toys. It wouldn't hurt to try something new, and it might be just enough to cure my boredom.

For something that long I needed an afternoon snack to go with it, so while the disc was being read by the player, I went to the snack cabinet and pulled out a pack of penis-shaped gummies. All of them in different colors so that even children could enjoy eating them. These kinds of snacks were delicious, and it was made in an insemination factory using freshly-squeezed stud sperm and pregnant woman's milk. I snuck in a taste and I remembered why I was hooked on it. The sourness it offered alongside a bitter and tangy aftertaste really brought a degenerate flavor into the mix. I licked it up and down and moved it in and out of my mouth-pussy. Each time I did so, I had a light orgasm, and it took me a few moments more just to get back to the couch.

The first episode started with a click on the remote, which I shoved inside my vagina just so I remembered where I placed it. The last time it was wedged between the pillows of the sofa seats, so I wouldn't want that to happen again. While my left hand was busy ravaging my pussy with a remote, my right hand was busy shoving dick gummies inside my mouth. My eyes and ears, however, were focused on the action that happened on screen. Maybe my daughters were right about this cartoon. The actions done here were far, far more extreme than anything shown in the prime-time early afternoon slot! Seeing the woman getting absolutely destroyed with tentacles and assimilated into the ranks of cock-starved cum addicts was incredibly mesmerizing. I had such a good time that I didn't realize how many hours had flown by just like that, and by the time I reached my two-hundredth vaginal orgasm, I had finished six episodes worth of content.

Gasping for air, I turned off the tv and recorder by aiming the remote toward the machines and pushed the button through my skin. I pulled the remote out and changed it back to my vibrator, my legs instinctively looking for water to hydrate my body. Inside the fridge, I pulled out a gallon of water and started chugging it down. I didn't care how sloppy I looked, but FutaCura had made me cum all of my brain cells out, and what remained were nothing but the remains which were as small as specks of dust. My survival instinct told me to drink, so I drank, and as I filled my belly with water, the doorbell rang.

I burped loudly before cleaning the mess I made. Then, when the bell rang three times, I rushed toward the door and opened it in a hurry. My eyes widened as I saw what looked like special service people of different ethnicities, but all of them dressed sharply with their tight suits accentuating their body shapes. The blonde-haired girl gave me a perky smile, a cunning smirk adorned her mouth, as she pulled out her card and gave it to me.

"Evening, who I presumed to be Miss Mochizuki," her voice was inviting, sounding as trustworthy as possible. With her hands on my shoulders, she ordered: "As per the order of the ministry of human reproduction, you are hereby obligated by law to come with us. You will do as I, Yoko, and my associates say, and failure to comply will result in various consequences."

Just from feeling how hard her grips were, I couldn't help but lightly cum. Seeing my crotch slowly flowing out with womb juice, she quickly gave me a smooch and snuck her tongue inside and made me ingest a pill. "We'll take good care of you, Miss Mochizuki."

I slowly leaned on the side of my opened door. My eyes became blurry as my vision was enveloped in haze. Whatever they slipped inside me was unbelievably good! All of my body started heating up as if my entire body was on fire. I eyed the woman before me and her associates, all of them pitching tents underneath. I licked my lips, knowing full well that my afternoon would be very amazing, before I grovel down near Yoko's foot and kissed it.

Good afternoon!

After Yoko's associate carried me to their van, they started ravaging me with their hard futa cocks until we arrived at our destination. When we arrived, I felt all of my holes sore and my energy spent. All I could do as I was wasting away inside of the van was to spurt cum from my vagina and asshole while moaning in pleasure. I was such a useless woman that something expensive was injected into my bloodstream which made me awake once more. Yoko said it was a reward for a good fucking session, and it made me worship her even more.

Still, just because I was awake didn't mean I could move. One of Yoko's associates, a burly woman with blonde hair, casually carried me under her arm as if I was a bale of race. With her cock hanging out in the open, I sucked her off while she walked, and she patted me like a good bitch that I was.

Once I made her cum, we arrived at the entrance of a large facility. This facility was designated under a high-surveillance area which only certain people could enter. People had tried sneaking their way in here for the longest time, and they all either went missing, sent home in a box, was sold on a black market at a cheap price, or had their entire living self turned into a portable onnahole for people to enjoy in the public toilets. Those who had tried to disregard or even dismantle the facilities had gone missing in less than a day. They once were debilitated by the Japanese government, so they declared a coup before successfully taking control of every Japanese state and region despite only having personnel the size of a small facility. Essentially, the people who lived and worked on this facility controlled and steered the course of Japan and its citizens.

Before I was allowed to enter the facility, I was put into a machine which cleaned me of semen from top to bottom. I had to spread my legs as I stood and let the machine handle everything automatically. My naughty cunt and ass-cunt full of sperm were vacuumed by a long cylindrical tube that invaded my insides while my mouth and nose were drowned by clear and purifying fluids. I came at least a hundred times, of course, all the while my mind was made awake with another drug injection.

When they were finished, my body had become completely numb. I couldn't do anything but watch with my two pairs of watching eyes. I was dragged by my foot now, not even treated like something with worth but more like a bag of garbage. I was dragged by a different associate this time; a woman with green hair who pranced around as if she owned the place. Her skips and hops made my body bounce, but she was nice enough to apologize anytime she smacked my head against the floor or against the wall, and in honesty I managed to orgasm a lot when she did that to me.

"You're late, Mary." Yoko said as she greeted us with a different outfit, this time of a doctor. "Set Ms. Mochizuki onto the table, and then we'll begin the operation."

I couldn't speak a word, but the wide smile on my face told Yoko everything she needed to know: firstly that I was a titanic slut for being excited for it, secondly that I was orgasming with each minute, and finally that I was an obedient little bitch who would take every order she gave me.

"I presumed I should read your rights first," she eyed me, who was panting in heat, and disregarded that idea. "Nah, scratch that. Momo-chan, could you grab some ink? We'll have the slut sign her contract now. She's really looking forward to this."

The woman called Momo-chan, a woman with a diligent face whose white hair covered her eyes, nodded with a smile. She brought an ink and a brush, with which she used to cover my vulva with ink followed by Yoko slamming the contract against it. Of course, the suddenness of it all made me orgasm again, and Yoko was swift enough to pull away the contract so that it didn't get wet.

Then, she smacked the contract square to my face, the fine print of it now visible to my face. As I read it with my brain thinking nothing of cock, I disregarded the clause where the government would not be responsible for irreversible physical or mental damages to me, because that fact just made me shiver with excitement. With my senses numbed, I couldn't even feel the texture of the metal table, but it was solid enough that I knew how hard it was. This whole ordeal that was placed upon me would only be temporary, and even if I became disabled or if I went insane after this, it would all be worth it in the end.

Yoko's team of doctors and nurses finally arrived, and I was ready for the equipment to start. Giggling, as if she knew what I was thinking, Yoko began: "Now then, let's do this futanarization surgery. Ms. Mochizuki, you can scream and moan as loudly as you want."

She had to have said that to mock me, because I couldn't even let my voice escape my lips. They were stifled inside my throat, unable to come out even if I wanted to. As the machines around me kept me locked in place, Yoko pierced a syringe by the needle inside my clitoris, and she pushed every liquid inside it to me. Instantly, shocks traveled through my nerves and invaded my spines. My brain received a sensory overload and went numb from both the pleasure and the pain. When my mouth started foaming, a nurse pushed two small rubber pipes inside my nostril and pumped air and aphrodisiac gas inside my lungs, forcing my organs to work despite the protests coming for my brain.

Speaking of cumming, my brain had finally left the last of its brain cells, as I laid on the table while constantly spasming and quivering at cloud nine. The hold the machines used to keep me in place was magnificently doing their work, because if I hadn't had this facility I would be banging and flailing my limbs all over the place. Not to mention how I would probably just use them, all of them, to masturbate and die from pleasure.

Finally, my brain just refused to stay awake and short-circuited itself. With my breakers pulled down, my vision instantly blackened and I fell into an abyss of darkness. With my body floating in a pit of pleasure, I struggled with nothingness as I dredged myself further away into the rabbit hole of corruption. Yet, knowing what the surgery had promised for me, destroying my body and mind would just be a small price to pay.

Good evening!

I had woken up at the same time I ejaculated. It was not from my vagina, but from a long pole with two pairs of sperm factories attached to it. My penis stood tall over me, and it was bigger than Mikage's own dick! With the realization that I was now a futanari, I ejaculated one more time and sprayed my cum all over my face.

It took me one second before I realized that my wrists were freed and so were my neck, so there was only one thing to do! I pushed my head forward, both of my hands cupping and massaging my balls, before I swallowed the head of my dick with my mouth. The taste of my new meat rod was amazing; it was like sucking a sausage with the taste of sweat and precum. The closest to it was Kaneya-san from the red light district I visited two months ago while I went shopping with my daughters, and she was advertised as the sweatiest woman in the brothelhood pamphlet too, but my cock eclipsed her taste by a long shot.

"Well, well, well, it seemed like the slutty thirsty doggy wanted to suck her new stinky sweaty dicky!" Mary said as she pushed a tray of medicine. I caught a glimpse of a lot of bottles filled with pills and liquids on them alongside what appeared to be a perfectly lined set of syringes. They were definitely filled with pleasure drugs and the likes, and that made my cock harder and bigger than before. Seeing my miserable state, Mary laughed, before putting her hands on my back and said: "I hope your spine won't dislocate from this, but we'll help you with that if it happens."

I didn't understand what she meant until she pushed down the back of my shoulder alongside my neck to further gobble down my fifteen incher. Then, holding my head in place as I choked from my own schlong, she skillfully raised my legs one forceful folding at a time and made them lock my head in place. From where Mary stood, it would make me look like a ball of flesh, whose mouth was busy taking in its own cock even if it would choke itself to death. As if that wasn't enough, Mary moved my hands away from my balls and started folding them into a fist. I gasped in realization, and was then further choking myself with my dick, before I was helped to fist my own cervix and rectum. As the reward, I ejaculated my sperm all over my stomach and my womb juice sprayed over and over with each pulse from my own cock. Truly, I was turning into a ball of flesh, whose purpose was to sustain myself with my own waste.

However, before it could happen, Mary carefully shot a needle straight to my spinal nerves and made me look at things with great clarity. Then, she helped me out of my compromising position, before taking out a bucket in which to store the cum I puked out. Once I finished, she handed it to me with eyes full of expectation, her lips curling into an innocent but devilish smile.

"Swallow it," she said.

I stared at the bucket for a while, before I completely soaked my mouth with it. I carefully took it a small amount at a time, taking my time to push each milliliters of fluid through my throat. After two minutes, I revealed my empty mouth with a heave of stinky breath, and let out a shameless burp.

"Good girl!" she patted my head. "As a reward, I will take you to your reward. While we're at it, I'll let you be up to speed with the aftercare."

She placed a collar around me before pulling me by the rope she had around her fingers. It was customary for a woman with a collar to walk on all fours, so I consented to do so. While I was lightly cumming from each time my half-erect frenulum scraped against the cold floor, Mary was busy talking about the side-effects of my surgery as well as the potential dangers it would do to the body, but I didn't hear anything she said except the part about amplifying my five senses alongside my sensitivities to pain and pleasure. Truly I had zoned out, only accepting new information that would lead me to a destructive path of pleasure.

Turning around, Mary pouted at me with a wry smile. "Geez Ms. Mochizuki, do you even remember what I've said? You dominated and domesticated dickbitch?"

"Mostly!" I answered as if I was barking. "All I remember was it would make me feel good and stuff!"

"Geez, you're horribly and horrendously hopeless."

I nodded instantly, knowing how true it was.

After what felt like a long walk, mostly because we were traveling through a maze-like architecture, we finally arrived at the entrance of the facility where I was cleansed. It took me a second visit, and with the help of a sanity drug, to realize how tightly guarded the place was. People in heavy-duty equipment had stood by on high alert, decked from head to toe with suffocating gears of ultra-violence. To that, I quivered at the thought of them pinning me down and destroying me intk a pulp with their rubbers, bullets, and batons.

"There you are, Ms. Mochizuki!" Yoko walked to me while smoking something from an antique-looking pipe on one hand with the other carrying a silver case. Before she continued, she exhaled the smoke to my face, and I could say with tremendous insight that it was definitely weed. After doing another smoker's routine, with another smoke expelled to my face, she said: "Your clothes and items, as part of your contract, have been dispensed. All of it inside this briefcase."

She dropped the case, which opened and haphazardly sprawled out my rewards. "Put it on here so we can snap some documentation. You'll be a famous test pig for everyone to see on our social media. I hope you're ready for instant stardom!"

I ejaculated on top of my rewards; a black rubber suit with a breast and crotch opening fastened with a zipper-lock through the middle, a few insignificant documents of insurance, heaps of bundled cash alongside three 999 gram bars of gold alongside a lot of prescription drugs in the form of caplets fitted inside clear plastic bottles. I was immediately forced to put it on and ingested two caplets of drugs, and it seemed as if my mind had cleared some more. Though it did that, it also made my dick and womb simultaneously cum, which Yoko had her associate permanently saved inside film rolls and digital data.

"Alright, you're free to go," she said, exhaling another smoke onto my face. "Mary here will monitor you for your trial futanari period, as she had explained before, and will essentially be your helper. Maybe with some luck, you'll be able to bone her, hahaha."

"Like hell she will," Mary playfully laughed. "Only my mistress and my sister are allowed to mount me, but I'll think about it if she'll be the mount."

She licked her lips, and I nodded to her. I had the chance of getting dicked by her before, so I knew how big her cock was compared to mine. My head was about to be filled with the thoughts of pleasure again, so Mary had to inject another sanity drug inside me, and I thanked her for that.

Afterward, we left the facility with Mary's car. She drove a sports car that she bought off of an overseas auction. The inside of her car was filled whole with pleasure toys and torture paraphelias, which made me restless on my seat. She told me not to worry about it, and told me that she would take me anywhere I wanted as part of her job, and so I asked her to take me to the shopping center for grocery shopping.

We were driving for twenty minutes, left the red zone in the process, before safely arriving at the shopping center of my choice. It was near the neighborhood, close to the station where my daughters and Mikage would get off the train from in thirty minutes, which gave me ample time to shop for dinner. Since Mary would join us tonight, I decided to pull off a grand feast fit for kings and splurged with my new earnings. I bought the best meat I could find alongside some key ingredients to help it go down smoother. Mary told me that she would like to eat some tuna, so we got that too, and by her request we also bought three long pieces of freshly baked baguettes.

Once we finished the uneventful shopping trip, because I had to save some time without doing the usual discount procedures, we waited until my daughters and Mikage went out of the train station and picked them up with Mary's car. Mikage had been texted by Mary beforehand, and she happily obliged her request.

Unlike yesterday, my daughters came home looking more vandalized than yesterday. Their bodies were marked with permanent markers, showing to the world words that described their sluttiness such as "free toilets" or "subpar cuntholes". In addition to that, their limbs and torsos were riddled with light bruises and wounds, which had evidence of mending to them, so I was not too worried about that. The clincher was, however, was that they smelled atrocious! 

They had pubic hair all over their bodies, and their hair reek of not only cum but also shit and vomit. In-fact there were pieces of fecal and stomach matter still stuck on them! Thankfully, Mary was kind enough to suggest that we pissed on them to mask the smell, so all three of us bathed my daughters with urine in the middle of the sidewalk. Casually, two more people asked to join in and we agreed, before three more joined in to spray my daughters with their piss.

Afterward, my daughters had smelled better than before, though I wouldn't dare smell their hair too closely. We were now inside Mary's car. Mary drove with Mikage in the front seat. I sat in the middle of the backseat while sandwiched by my daughters. Asagi was busy licking my balls while Hibiki was busy sucking my dick, and I too was busy fingering their developed cuntholes. As I asked them about their second day of school, they honestly did not remember much since they were unconscious through all of them, but Mikage interjected to assure me that they were slowly becoming a passable cumdumpster. Happy with said fact, I gave Hibiki my fourth batch of cum before I gave Asagi my fifth. When we arrived at home, Mary told us to lick our own mess clean, so I had my daughters clean my twentieth loads that was spilled all over alongside their pussy juices with me. When we finished, I took my daughters by their collars to our apartment, where I made them help with making the best cuisines for our dinner guests.

When dinner was served on the table, my husband arrived. It seemed that he had a fair share of problem at transit, with his crotch reeking of cum and his face full of kiss marks. He must have been assaulted by some rude hussies! Thankfully, Shoutaro kept his promise and came back on time.

While my daughters ate disgusting slops covered with our orgasm juices and my semen, my husband and I got to eat a nice normal meal on the table with Mary and Mikage. I watched as my daughters asked for second helpings, so I cooked them another serving of nutritious slops before all four of us provided them with our cum and urine. Because I had obtained a cock, my status in the household had increased into that of a house stud. and so was allowed to sit on the dinner table. After our daughters had finished their dinner, all of us took turns to savagely spitroast them.

Mikagr chose to impale her cock inside Asagi's mouth, while Mary destroyed her pussy. With each of their rhythmic tag team play, she orgasmed and squirted an ungodly amount of fluid. It seemed it was true that the academy had transformed the body of their students with state of the art machinery, and I couldn't be more grateful for that.

Meanwhile, Hibiki was struggling to take in my gigantic cock up her pussy while Shoutaro easily slid his micropenis inside of one of her nostrils. Still, she was a good moaner, and each time my hips clapped her ass cheeks, it felt like her bubble butt was made to sound against my cock! I relished in the pleasure of dominating my rebellious daughter, molding her vagina and womb to the shape of my cock alongside Mikage's smaller but wonderful dick.

For two hours and a half, we spent the evening completely destroying my twin daughters. As part of their training, we helped jam their holes to the brim with dildos and vibrators of every shape and size before putting them to their beds. Starting from the second day of school orientation, we were encouraged to place them on an edging bed, made by the mad scientists working in the academy to instill a griefing fear of not being able to cum to my daughters. Mary had recognized the machines in the shape of a bunk bed before, wherein it would sense when the girls would cum and use their regulating apparatuses to stop them from orgasming, which essentially put them on edge all night long.

After Mikage sprayed cum all over them, she turned off the lights and closed the door, giving us her goodbyes in the process as she went home. Mary soon followed suit, saying that she would still be exactly three rooms nearby in-case she sensed something amiss. With the guests leaving our house, I pulled Shoutaro to the bedroom and pushed him down on the bed. My ragged breath showed my intentions as clearly as the starless night sky.

I ripped his pants off of his body and pushed his legs upward, showing his backless war panties which he changed into as I had asked of him while Mikage was nutting all over our daughters. With his cute little virgin butthole on full view, I lined up my dick to the entrance and rammed it inside him with full force.

Shoutaro let out a loud gasp before moaning like a bitch, and I instantly kissed him. I felt his rectum folding around my dick, happily taking it deep inside him, all the while his tongue sucked mine in desperation. I found him very cute tonight, and I held his hands with our fingers interlocked. At my tenth thrust, he came with his tiny penis and stained his stomach.

An hour passed by after that, and we were too busy consummating our love to care. As I slowly made my husband into a malewife with each thrust, I could not help but change our position so I would ride him doggystyle. Thrusting my dick from behind, I slowly moved toward the edge of the bed before we connected our bodies on the floor. After I came once, I picked Shoutaro up and pressed his face against the wall, all the while my dick ravaged his inside anally. With this position, of Shoutaro raising one leg while a lone leg supported him, made me able to easily reach farther inside his rectum and paint it whiter than before. As I watched my cum being pushed out of his anus with each thrust I made, I realized just how potent two pairs of balls were instead of two, because now my semen output was two times the amount! How could I miss such simplicity of quick math?

Another hour pass by and my husband was now riding me cowboy style, and each time he came I made sure to catch it all with my mouth. His semen was sweet, like milk blended together with honey, and it all tasted all the sweeter at his tenth ejaculation. At this point, his ass-pussy had been molded to the shape of my cock, and it could not hold anymore cum, so all of my baby batter came out when I pulled my exhausted husband away from my hips. As he sprawled limply all over the bed, his slender and naked feminine body devoid of secondary male traits seemingly invited me for one more round, so I picked him up like a plush toy with an onnahole and ravaged him in my grasp. It took me an hour to fully calm down, and by that point I had laid flat on the bed, devoid of energy, with my malewife almost dead and resting beside me.

Truly, this was a good day, and seeing that my cock stood once more had filled me with nothing but joy. as I sucked my own cock for one last ejaculation, I could not help but wonder if someone else had a worse or better day than me, and if so I would love to meet with them to fuck our brains out together. Really, with a cock as potent as this, it would be a shame not to degenerate myself with pleasure of another.

And so, with the day about to end, I drifted to sleep with my stomach full of my cum. I looked at my husband, who fainted from the pleasure, and pecked his cheek. Good night, I said to him, before my mind went to slumber.