The Son of Gay Futa Ch. 01

(Hey Readers... Looks like I'm still on the Futa kick. I asked myself what it would be like to be a homo-sapien child to a Futanari. Then this story just hit me. There is a LOT of Pro Wrestling scenes in the second half of this chapter. I tried to explain it for those that have never watched it. There is a romance that begins, so hence that tag. The slavery angle is very pronounced, and it is incest slavery. If this is something you do not wish to read, then please move on to a different author. Incest is in all but two of my stories! Comments welcome, and will respond to comments that have names! Enjoy!)

(Thanks Always to the Editors that work tirelessly, the mods and admins that do this without pay.)

GROWING UP THE SON OF FUTA

You know the saying. You can pick your friends, you can pick your nose, but you can't pick your friends nose. Wait... wrong saying. You can pick your friends, you can pick your battles, but you can not pick your parents.

It certainly is true. I am the son of a gay futa couple. Okay, that might take explaining. So, as I understand it. If a male dates a futa. That is considered straight, even though the guy is always the bottom and walks funny. If a female dates a futa, it's somewhat unusual, but still considered "straight". She will also have issues walking after.

If two futa's date, and get married like my parents. They are seen as a gay couple. It's extremely rare. 10% of the homo sapiens on the earth prefer the same sex. 0.02% of futa do. So like maybe 100 gay futa couples on the planet.

If you thought the LGBTQ+ people got side eyes from the conservatives back in the 20th century? In 2082, the only ones getting glared at are gay futa. So vacations to Disney with the family were not as fun for us when we were kids.

My Family. The futa that sired us we call 'Mother' in public and 'Dad' in the house. The futa that bore us we just call mom. My mom has porcelain skin with the blackest of long straight hair. She looks goth without trying. She's 6 foot 8, and none of us ever starved while breast feeding. She has a female figure. Dad has small tits, big muscles and is 7 foot 2 inches. Other than her large ass, and her perfectly styled long blonde hair. She looks like FWA wrestler that she is.

The oldest sibling is futa, she's 28. She has mom's hair but is built like Dad. Grace is on the verge of being disowned for blissing her male slaves. Something mom has never agreed with. Dad said once, men are meant to be slaves and cum catchers for futa. Then mom slapped her, as I was present in that room.

My second eldest futa is Joan, she's 25, She has Dad's blonde locks, but is shaped more like mom. She married a man, and treats him as an equal. So mom loves her, dad tolerates her. I get along with her great and I could go to her house anytime dad was on a rampage.

Then came me, and my fraternal twin Cindy. Cindy has blonde hair, small breasts and a great ass. I have black hair and a great ass. We are both 5-7, and weight 110 pounds. We are both sapien. We didn't get game consoles for our birthday because they weren't celebrated. We didn't go to a normal school, we went to service school to learn how to be good slaves. The day we graduated was the last day we had to wear clothing. I didn't mind. I hated wearing clothes. We knew what we were from the time we could talk. It was normal for sapien kids to grasp the fact they were property.

When every kid around you in school, knows what their lives will be when you graduate, it all is normal. My elder sisters always questioned me when were all living together at home. They didn't understand how we just... accepted it. I digress.

Now what typically happens, is Futa families will trade slave off-spring with another close family. Because my parents are gay, there was no one for us to be traded to, as they had no friends. Their own futa relatives disowned them.

Dad had to take a special medication in order to even have a sapien with mom. Futa + futa always equals futa. So we were different in that way as well. Cindy and I turned out just fine, but how we came to life was not entirely natural.

Cindy and I had come to the conclusion that we'd be sold. We wondered what kind of family we would serve.

Dad was gone a lot, touring. She had intercontinental belt, so was on both weekly shows and on every monthly Pay Per View. Today was the Pay Per View where dad had to get a new "face" (a good futa), over with the crowd. Dad was always a heel. (Bad Futa) Once she "dropped", lost the belt, to the face, she'd be home for a bit. That would be when Cindy and I found out our fate.

Cindy and I slept in the same small bed. But no real funny business ever happened. I was in a chastity cage, so no incest babies could happen. It was technically legal for Futa to have sex with their own sapien adult slave offspring. Yet frowned on by the church. My parents weren't allowed in the Church Of Futa. We slaves however were to never have any carnal relations, unless told to. But not with your own sister for sure!

Did we listen? No! We practiced kissing, I gave her oral, and figured out how to please her. She fingered my boy hole until cum leaked from my caged cock. For two weeks we had a blast at night in the basement. If mom knew, she never said a word.

Then Dad came home.

"Jenny! Call my doctor tomorrow. I need my knee looked at again." She yelled upstairs. "I thought you said that bitches ring technique was better?" "It wasn't her, it was me. Did you watch the match." Dad asked. "Yes and I even let the kids up to watch. You know how much Ben and Cindy look up to you Rhonda." "It was the last moon-sault. I landed wrong. Becky saw my face and told me to get ready for her finisher so we could get done. She knew I messed up. Going through her finisher hurt just as bad." Dad was explaining upstairs. Cindy and I hung on to every word we could hear.

"Told you dad was limping!" Cindy commented. "Shh!" I nudged her as we sat on the bed.

"I'll call in the morning. Want me to massage you tonight?" "Please babe?" "You got it. What are we going to do with them?" "Jenny I told you to take care of that. You hated every idea I had. Goddess, Jenny they can't be free!" Dad moaned as I heard her boots drop to the floor.

"So lets just keep them." Mom said. "What, like a family?" "I would like that, but..." "The Church frowns on it. Jennifer, Fuck that damned church. But they can't be family either honey. We and the schools raised them for slavery. It's all they know!" Dad sighed. "Look I... am attracted to Ben. I definitely would not mind having his tight little ass around." Dad began.

"Someone's losing their virginity soon!" Cindy teased me. "SHH!"

"And Cindy, Rhonda?" "Take his cage off. Let what sapiens do happen naturally. In 20 years we can sell their kids." Dad said plainly.

"I'm not the only one!" I teased back "Shh!" she nudged me now.

"Are you serious Rhonda?" Mom seemed disgusted. "How is him tagging his sister any different than you or I enjoying his ass? I know you stare at that ass Jenny. Don't you dare deny it. Your tent shows under your dress!" "I haven't penetrated a boy in..." Mom was suddenly silent. "30 years dearest. It works for both of us. I don't want more children. I want to retire after my heavyweight championship run."

"I might one more. A natural sapien" Mom mumbled. It was hard to hear. "So one minute you are disgusted by incest and now you want to carry our son's child?" "I said 'might'!" Mom reiterated.

"Feed the slaves. I am taking a long hot tub session. I ate on the flight, so don't worry about me. Have Cindy wait on me. I'm going to need lots of beers." Dad said as she stepped out of the living room and onto the patio.

"Why Cindy?" Mom asked out of the patio doors. "I don't want to get horny till I'm in bed with you!" Dad yelled loud enough for us to hear in the basement.

"Mom's gonna feed us!" Cindy was excited. "I'm hungry too. Maybe now they will treat us a bit better as we aren't leaving?" I looked at my sister. "I think so!" She kissed me. "I can't wait to give you my virginity!" She clapped.

"Alright! What are you two so excited about?!" Mom came down the stairs. "Food Mistress. Dad said you'd feed us." Cindy went to her knees and I followed her.

"You two heard everything didn't you?" "Yes Mistress." I said. Lying was 25 lashes according to the law.

"Off your knees. You are still slaves. No... sit on the bed." We stood at first till she clarified. We sat on our bed.

"Look. Your father put me in charge of you. So I'm going to get you both healthy. Don't get too excited yet. What do slaves eat for two meals?" She asked us.

"Futa Cock milk." We said together. "Yes, but now as you are being kept by us, you get it from our balls, as fresh as can be." Cindy and I could not help but smile. It tasted so much better fresh.

"I have a large dinner for both of you in the oven. If you can't finish it. Put what is leftover in the fridge down here. You can reheat it in the microwave when you get hungry. I'm bringing down two cases of beer as well as a carton of cigarettes. Dad wants you both to be smokers and alcoholics, as I will not let her bliss you. It will not cause harm to you or your slave offspring, as our milk fixes you and your breast milk. Cindy you can actually continue when your brother knocks you up with a slave. Then again, it's not you she or I, need addicted."

"After you are a pack a day smoker, and deep into the can. Our punishment will not be lashings like other slaves. It will be withdrawal. How many hours depends on what you did. Withdrawal is worse. Pain from a caning goes away." Mom said. "Questions?"

Cindy and I both raised our hands.

"Slave?" She pointed at Cindy. "When will I be allowed to begin breeding for you?" She asked perfectly. Damn she paid attention in school. "After your brother has had every last ounce of cum pushed out of us by our cocks, so good luck getting his tiny cock to work. Slave?" She pointed to me.

"What have you made for dinner?" I asked. "Slave chow casserole with noodles and gravy. As of tomorrow I am done cooking, you will be taking care of us." "Yes Mistress" We said together. "Baked chicken with potatoes, carrots and wax beans. You're my children. Slave chow!? Did you believe that?" She asked. We nodded. It was ingrained into us. Mom frowned.

"Ben come up and plate your meals. You and Cindy may eat on the dining room floor under the table together tonight. Cindy when you are done eating you are to wait on your father. Ben dishes. Clear?"

"Yes Mistress!" We said together. Mom had a tent under her apron. I knew what she wanted.

I was putting dishes away when I felt mom's arms around me. "On your knees and drench my cock in your spit. It's the proper way." She whispered in my ear and lifted her dress, to show 10 inch thick Futa cock. It was already sweating the lube that futa cocks naturally make. I couldn't wait to taste it. This was the reason I was alive. I dove on her cock. Thanks to school, 10 inches was not that hard to get into my throat. My little slave cock fought in the cage as I smelled the musk from her balls and the sweet smell of her pussy all at once.

"Oh Ben you are so good at this. Get up bend over the table, I've waited too long for this. Momma's finally gonna get some." She held me down with one hand on the table as the other guided her mighty cock to a place untouched.

"This is gonna hurt son, don't scream. If you do, I will beat you. Now take my cock like the good son you are." She said. Then slid all of herself into me.

I couldn't scream if I wanted to. The air in my lungs seemed to have been forced out. All I could do was stare wide eyed at the wall paper next to the table. She retreated and slid into me again. This also hurt but less so. "Your dad is almost 14 inches baby, it's a good thing I had you first. Damn you are tight!" She commented slamming into me a third time. My eyes rolled up into my head and I felt like I was being stabbed to death. She was finally balls deep.

"Oh such a good boy. Okay Ben I got your cum catcher nice and straightened out. Now I can make love to you." She commented, like she was my mate. She slowly fucked me, cooing sweet words in my ear as her angle kept hitting my prostate.

"Cum for me son. Drip that cum from your cage. So tight! Oh yes baby boy take mommies cock!" She kept a running commentary as chills and ecstasy began to fire through my body. I could feel myself cumming, albeit slowly, making it last forever and not the normal 8 seconds it normally was when I was still allowed to masturbate. So I guess it wasn't out of character when I began to plead for her to:

"Momma, fuck my ass, momma cum in me momma!" I had said as I gushed cum from my limp cock, while tightening down on her member. She picked up speed and stabbed me deep. She held still. I felt her cock twitching, and my cum tank being filled. A pound of cum filled my colon as she grunted and sighed.

"Oh Ben you are perfect." She whispered as she kissed my neck. "We will stay right here till you taste bliss. Then I need you to evacuate the pint of cum in your ass. Okay sweetheart?" She kissed and licked my ear. "Yes Mistress." I said as her cock stayed in me. It took only about a minute and I could feel the cum eating at my brain, making me high, and making me stupid.

"That's enough. Go evacuate. Then wait for dad in our bed." She pulled out and slipped a plug in my ass so I didn't drip cum all over the carpet.

I was in shock when I saw her load in the toilet. I knew futa came a lot, but this was mind bending. I would be drinking that much from mom or dad every morning. Seemed a waste to flush it, but I was to take care of Dad next. So I watched my mothers load go down the drain.

I laid on my stomach and locked my wrists into the cuffs. Mom had said that I would try to fight dad off of me when she began, because of how wide and long she was. She had said it would take a few nights, but my body would adapt, just like her ass did. Mom was a foot taller than me and outweighed me by almost a hundred pounds. Might have been easier for her. I was scared after I used the bed to secure the second clicking, police issue cuff.

"Honey I'm going to lock your ankles in place. Spread your legs for me." Mom said sweetly. I felt the neoprene lined cuffs on my ankles as my legs were spread wide on the king sized bed. I was ready to have dad inside of me.

Mom came up to my face and told me to take a hit off of a nasty smelling pipe she had lit. "Honey it will keep you relaxed. I was gentle, dad's not going to be. Don't worry if you rip I know how to do stitches." She said as I inhaled what was most likely opium. I didn't have a comment to her addressing me being ripped as the drug worked fast. I was in a daze when I heard dad's voice.

"Been waiting for this, since the day it was legal." She said. I could smell her. The medicated cream that mom had rubbed into her massive muscles, the scent of her balls, even the mousse she wore in her hair. I felt the bed groan as her weight settled upon it. Then I felt her weight on me.

"You are a good boy. I need you to stay a good boy. Try not to cry out, just take your slavery, and your purpose with pride. You were meant to take futa cock son. You do well, I'll have mom take that cage off your little cock so you can fuck your sister. I know you love her, just like I am going to learn to love you. Now push out. I'm coming in."

"Breathe son." Dad said as I felt something impossible invading my body. Her cock was too big... this would kill me. "Shh, just concentrate on breathing." Dad whispered in my ear as two or so inches were in me. I was biting my mothers pillow and trying not to hyperventilate.

"Son, this is why you are alive, to please me. Now accept my cock into your body where it belongs. You will be my main cock holster from now on. You will sleep in this bed with me 5 nights a week. So you need to adapt slave. You hearing me son?" She asked.

"Yes Master" I said into the pillow as another couple of inches slid in. I realized in that moment I couldn't feel my legs.

"Just a bit more till we are halfway, breathe baby boy." She coaxed. I had tears running from my eyes as I felt like a victim of Vlad the Impaler. I would be dead before my dad came in me. Would she notice I was dead?

"Shh, you are doing so good, glad your mom warmed you up for me or this would hurt a lot worse. Breathe slave." Dad kissed the back of my neck as another two inches crept into me. I felt her pull out a little and shove 4 more inches in.

"Almost home. When I get there, you can relax and be proud. You will have been the only boy I have ever fucked that didn't scream. You are doing so good son. You ready?" She kissed my back and rubbed my ass.

Through the sobs and pain I nodded silently into the pillow.

"Good boy. Here's the last of it. Accept it and love it. This is your purpose. To take Daddy's cock." She said as she shoved the last four inches in at once.

She moaned. I was lightheaded, and panted through the pain as she held still with her monster inside of me.

"So glad I let your mother talk me into keeping you Ben. I have no use for your sister, but you will. You need to keep her pregnant for me okay son? I want lots of babies to sell to the slave schools. Your mom wants a child from you too. You will obey her if she wants your child. God the thought of me watching you fuck my wife. Okay Ben I have to start moving now. Remember to breathe, this will be uncomfortable till I get an angle. Then you will cum like a banshee, I promise. Give your soul and body to me son, let Daddy fuck you like the slave you love to be, for my cock!" She said as she began to fuck me. Slowly at first but that didn't last long. Mom's warnings seem unneeded till just now. My eyes went wide as I held back the screams that wanted to escaped my throat.

She was now pounding my ass. Yet I pushed my ass up toward her hips as she kept at it. Dad had been right. I was cumming over and over and over. I was moaning like a bitch in heat which only made dad fuck me harder.

I was about to lose consciousness when she grabbed my shoulders and pounded me hard three times. What I felt next seemed impossible. It felt as if my very belly was expanding as she flooded my colon with a half gallon of cum. I'm sure it wasn't that much, not even a futa could cum that much. But that is what it felt like. Dad laid her weight on my body.

"Your mine Ben. I love you." She said tiredly. Her 330 pounds of muscle were crushing my ribcage. "Dad! Air! Master!" I whimpered. "Oh sorry." She rolled off of me and pulled her still giant, but limp cock from my ass.

"Stay here, let it leak on the sheets. I want to cuddle with you. I'm tired son. I love you." She said as she put my head on her breast, with her arms wrapped around me. I fell asleep right after she did.

When I woke mom and I were laying in the wet spot. Dad was gone. "Come eat breakfast." She gently guided my head to her hard cock. I wrapped my lips around her head and slowly took her into my throat. The schools taught us to throat a cock for feeding time. There was a chance of drowning, as 12 to 16 fluid ounces of thick slimy cum at once, was too much to swallow as fast as it was shot into a slaves mouth. As my mother fucked my throat I played with her balls, and groped the breasts that had fed me as a baby.

"Oh Benny! I'm going to love feeding you every morning." Her cock was now fucking my throat. Every 30 seconds or so she pulled out to let me breathe. I got a B+ in cock sucking so this wasn't a challenge. Dad? Dad would be difficult. She forgets that we are humans and have to breathe. My mother used to bitch about it.

"Oh yes, eat from your mother! This is so right! You will always eat from us! Oh Goddess!" Mother moaned. I could feel her load sliding down my esophagus. I would be feeling full quite shortly.

She pulled out of my neck and I caught my breath. She knelt in front of me and unlocked my cock.

"Dad was impressed Ben. You did really good. We ate breakfast already. So you have dishes and floors today. Dad wants you to sleep with us 5 nights a week. But she can sleep in the wet spot next time!" She laughed. "The other two nights are for you and Cindy to begin and maintain your romance. I hope you love her, because she will be your wife. You are to keep her pregnant, because your children will help with income. I will let you keep the first two girls. All the boys will be sold to the schools. You will train the daughters I allow you to have, to help you around the house. When they graduate service school, you can take them as your wives, and put slaves in their wombs as well. Understood?" She smiled down at me.

"Yes Mistress. Thank you Mistress!" I said looking at her limp cock, a smile on my face. "Cindy has bedding, windows and the lawn today. Be sure she completes her job Alpha slave." Mom promoted me. "Yes Mistress, thank you Mom!" "My sweet tight boy you deserve it. Just keep taking cock like you did for us yesterday, do your chores, and things will always be good for you. Kiss me son. I have to go shopping." She pitched my head up and bent to kiss me on the lips. It was a long and tongue wrestling romantic kiss. I loved my mom so much in that moment.

She walked out of the bedroom saying "Get to work slave!"

Cindy and I set to doing our chores. We kissed from time to time. We were excited that we stayed home and we'd both be useful not just as house, and sex slaves, but as income for our own parents.

PARENTS OF SLAVES

"So Jenny, first time in years, how was he?" Rhonda asked her wife. "As tight as the boys were in college. Tighter even! Thanks for letting me have his virginity babe." Jenny nearly swooned as they were clothes shopping. "Only the best for you my love." Rhonda was about to kiss her wife but they were already getting looks from the patrons in the store. "Fucking ignorant asses!" Rhonda said under her breath, then flexed at a futa throwing her a disgusted look. The futa left the store, dropping the outfit she was about to buy.

"Rhonda, really?" Jenny nagged. "She was giving us that look!" Rhonda defended herself. "Oh No! Gay futa, we'll catch the disease!" Jenny yelled in the store. Those that were staring suddenly went back to shopping.

"Classy Jennifer." "They stopped staring at us!" Jenny smiled and held up a blouse for Rhonda to critique. "I like it, but see if they have it in blue, to match your eyes." Rhonda smiled at her wife.

On the way home, they discussed their sapien children.

"You think they are in love with each other hon?" Rhonda asked as she pulled onto the freeway. "Oh dearest they are inseparable. Had you been home and given them attention you'd know that." Jenny said feeling bad that Rhonda had to be on the road a lot to keep the lights on.

"I get it. You don't need to rub it in. I was there for Grace and Joan! I'm sorry I got a big push at work when the twins were born okay?" Rhonda actually felt bad about it. Perhaps for the first time. Yes they were her children but they were destined to be slaves. They had very little worth till just recently.

"Ben loves Cindy, and if Ben has anything left in his prostate after we are done with him she'll be pregnant in no time." Jenny said looking out at the city lights.

"Lets keep him empty so he has to try harder!" Rhonda laughed. Jenny playfully swatted her wife's thigh whilst laughing as well. "Sounds like a plan. How'd he do with your monster?" Jenny asked.

"I was gentle, but he took all of it on the first try. I'll be breeding that boy a few times a day, you may want to go before me, cause he's got "the gape" after I'm finished. I couldn't bliss that son of ours if I tried... my cum just pours out of him!" Rhonda acted hurt as she drove.

"Ha, fucking ha. That's what plugs are for. Do you think we should bliss Cindy?" Jenny changed the subject and the tone of the conversation.

"I think we should let Ben decide that. Cindy will be the closest thing to a wife he will ever have. I mean, I know they are our own children, but they are also adult slaves. If we do that to her, it might hurt him, if they are as close as you say they are? What do you think?" Rhonda's tone also got serious.

"Ben obeys fine, Cindy gives me trouble sometimes. That was the only reason I brought it up." Jenny was now staring out the window. "You've never punished them have you?" Rhonda asked.

"I haven't had to! But I did what you said. They started smoking, and are drinking beer all day. I can't cane or whip them, they are our own children!" Jenny stared at her wife.

"Jenny, they are our slaves first. Children second. You know the law." Rhonda said with an even tone. "The same laws we break by existing, or keeping them in the first place!?" Jenny snapped back.

Rhonda reached over and rubbed her lovers thigh. "Thanks for taking my idea. I know you don't want to hit them or beat them. Speaking of smokes can you light one for me?"

BACK AT HOME

"Does it feel weird to you that the only time we will ever leave this house is after we die?" Ben looked down at his sister who was waxing the floor. "Not really. I mean, at least mom and dad have a nice house. We could be kept in a torture barn, or breeding barn." Cindy finished up and put the cleansers away. "True. We've never even taken a beating. You remember how our class mates backs and asses looked in the showers after manual labor class?" I stated.

"All too well. We need to start dinner. Dad will be back from the gym soon." Cindy reminded me. "Yeah I'll get that started. You need to um..." I pointed at the blood dripping down the inside of her thigh. "Get a tampon and put on panties." I recommended. "Thanks Ben. I'll be down to help after I take care of this." She nodded embarrassed.

Dad came home with mom. Dad hadn't worked out. They had shopping bags. They were in a good mood. I greeted them at the door from my knees.

"Son?" Dad asked. "Dinner is nearly finished. It will be served when you are ready Master." I said looking at the floor. "Good boy." Mother's voice washed over me. "Anything to report?" She asked. "My slave sister has begun her monthly. Floors are done, and I finished my list." I said still staring at the floor.

"No pussy for you, too bad. Looks like you'll be spending the night in our room. Go ahead and serve we'll be down in a minute." Dad said and they went upstairs.

After they were served Cindy and I were allowed to eat. We ate under the dining room table, in the event one of our mouths would be needed to be used.

When the kitchen was clean I went to my parents room. I knew I had to take care of mom's needs first, as she was smaller and her cum would serve as lube for dad's much larger dick. I rolled a small condom on my cock to catch my worthless seed. We began by kissing, and groping each other. My dicklet was rock hard when she finally slid into me. I moaned by feeling more than a plug in my slave hole. As mom was finding her pace, she began talking to me, as if I could concentrate.

"Cindy is not obeying me as well as you. I think she needs to be blissed." Mom was saying as I began to orgasm into the condom. Mom was tired of the wet spot. She now sped up. "But I will leave it up to you." She grunted.

"I, I, I, don't know!" I moaned in rhythm to her pounding. My ass audibly slapped by her wide hips.

"I need an answer before I cum! Think quickly!" Now she was really slamming me. My body scooted forward on all fours till I found the head board. "Whatever you wish Mistress! Oh Yes! Yes!" My limp cock came again. "Good boy. I'll even let you watch as the light leaves her eyes. Then you can breed her! Oh that did it!" Mom said as she filled my cum tank. She collapsed on top of me panting as her cock twitched the last of her balls into me.

"I didn't mean it mom. I love Cindy." I tried. "Too late. You'll still breed her, and she will love you unconditionally. I'll make sure of it." Mom said blandly. "Besides, once she is blissed you can keep your mouth and ass on my cock all day! She'll be eager to get all the chores done. You can be a pure sex and breeder slave. Doesn't that sound nice? You love my cock don't you?"

"Yes, Mistress. I was conditioned to drool at the sight of futa penis. Will she be able to have conversations when we go to bed?" I asked. "No dear. She will forget how to talk, and only moan and whimper. Also, you will continue to sleep with us in our bed and service our cocks. Without chores to do during the day, you can nurse on your dad's cock all night. That will make her very happy." Mom smiled down at me after shoving in my plug and flipping me over. She kissed my lips.

"Remember that you worship us. Not Cindy." She rolled the condom off of my cock and placed the open end in my mouth. "Eat your mess." She ordered. My cum dripped into my mouth, I enjoyed the flavor briefly before it was empty and I swallowed the small mass. Mom put the condom back on my cock.

"Mom? What will Cindy feel?" I asked as she put me back on all fours for dad. "It is the greatest sustained high that any sapien can feel. She will always be smiling. She will agree to anything. If I shit directly into her mouth, she would think it delicious, simply because I told her it was. She will still be able to cook and clean, but she will forget how to read, math, sciences, and the like. All she will think about all day is making you happy, and needing to carry and birth your children. It is called "bliss" for a reason Ben. The slaves are happy always." She said.

"I see you are talking about Cindy. What did you decide Ben?" Dad asked. "Mom tricked me into agreeing as I was cumming when she asked!" I whined.

"Jennifer!" Dad barked. "That true?"

"She doesn't obey like Ben does. Plus she has an attitude whenever you are breeding our son's tight ass!" Mom fired back. Dad looked at me and flipped me over. She put my legs over her shoulders.

"Jenny watch closely as I fuck our son. He'll agree to be blissed if I ask him at the right time. Won't you son?" She pulled out my plug and replaced it with the head of her massive meat. "No Dad, I don't want to be blissed! I don't want Cindy blissed either!" I begged as dad's cock started to creep slowly into me.

Mom watched as dad leaned down and kissed me like a lover while she slid her cock into me. She then made love to me gently as I got hard again. She angled her cock to hit my prostate, over and over. I began to cum and tighten down on the thick monster in my body.

"Son do you want Cindy to be blissed?" "Oh god yes daddy! Bliss me too!" Dad stopped fucking me, and my orgasm was ruined.

"Do you get it Jennifer? Their minds will agree to anything when they are about to orgasm." Rhonda said to her wife. "You made your point. But he and I came together when I said he could watch the life leave her eyes." Jennifer said.

"It's a turn on for anyone! Well futa any way. Son did that idea make you cum harder?" Dad looked down at me and began to move slowly in me again. "Yes. But I love her, and like talking to her." I tried to kiss dad's lips but she turned to look at mom.

"So?" Dad asked mom as she began to make love to me again. "What?! I want her blissed. That is the end of it." Mom said. "We agreed Ben could decide." Dad said as she picked up speed. I was losing myself to being fucked by all of her futa cock.

I clamped down and came hard. Dad groaned and then slammed into me filling the rest of my bowels now completely full of futa cum. Dad kissed me as the last of her seed escaped her mighty cock.

"I love you son. I'm plugging you till you get to our toilet, then take it out. No bliss for you today. Then come back and kneel. We need to talk." Dad said between kisses. I felt her slide out and my plug go in. I clamped down on it so nothing would leak. I didn't want to sleep in the wet spot either.

As I released the 2 pints of cum from my ass I could hear something I rarely ever heard. My parents arguing. The gross noises of the air and cum leaving my ass, covered most of what they were saying. I climbed into the shower and cleaned up, then had an enema, so I was clean if one of them wanted me again. I squirted a large amount of lube into me and put my clean plug back in. I brushed my teeth.

My sex holes was ready for them. They were still fighting. I stayed in the bathroom, sitting on the floor waiting for them to finish. It was late and I wanted to snuggle up to dad. I was ready for sleep.

I must have laid down on the cold tile floor and fallen asleep. I didn't remember being woken, or brought to bed. But when I woke I was nursing on dad's cone shaped, small left breast. There would be no milk, but she seemed to like it. So I stayed and fell back to sleep.

CHAPTER TWO A RECKONING

"Ben." "Ben, baby boy, come nurse on my cock. Your breakfast is ready. Wake up son."

I slid under the blankets, and latched onto dad's thick cock. "Open your throat son, I don't want you to drown. That's it take it down. Good boy. Now hold my balls and watch how they get smaller and lighter as you are fed."

I did as told. Dad pulled out every 30 seconds to let me breathe, and then finally filled my stomach with her massive morning load. Her balls did get lighter. Her vagina was also wet. I could smell the sweetness of it trapped under the blankets. I wanted to taste it, but knew that it was off limits to everyone. The small high from breakfast made me feel very loving to whomever fed me. I climbed back up and made out with dad for a bit.

"Where's mom?" I had just realized she'd been gone all night, and she always fed Cindy and I in the mornings. "Well you heard us fighting, right?" Dad said as she pushed me to her small tit. I nursed on it. I nodded. "Did you hear what we were fighting about?" She asked. I shook my head.

"Well Mom and I will be taking a break. She got all hot and bothered about blissing you both and then having lots of babies with you and Cindy. When I reminded her I didn't want to raise more kids. Well son she flipped out. She packed up, took Cindy and left to her mother's house. I broke the seal on my dad's tit. "She took my fiancee?" I was near tears. "My twin? The only girl I have ever loved? Why Daddy!???" I sounded like a child. I imagine it was from my breakfast high.

"She wants her blissed. So I told her if she wanted that so bad she had to do it out of MY house. Mom threatened divorce. I tried to talk sense to her, and asked her to reconsider. Then she said something that made me very angry. She wanted you blissed too. That would be the only way she'd keep our marriage together. She had two tastes of your ass, and she went off the deep end. Sorry Benjamin. Mom and I are most likely done. By tomorrow or the next day Cindy will cease to exist." She held me as I mourned the loss of my sister.

"It's okay baby boy. You are turning me straight okay? I'll get you a little slave wife, a pretty one. Okay?" She held me between her small boobs as I got angrier at my mother.

"You can't stop her dad?" I said through misty eyes looking up at the futa that made me. "No. She'll expose me to the Futa Wrestling League. I'm about to triple my salary when I go on the championship run. We need that money son. Good news, you can go with me and even help me on the shows!"

I perked up. "Really dad?" "Sure you can be my slave-manager, and help stop people from interfering with my matches helping me turn baby-face!" Dad held me tight in her massive arms.

"Cindy?" I asked. "Baby try to forget her." Dad kissed me. "You have all of me now."

Dad's knee was healing and she went to physical therapy everyday. I had to take care of the house. I worked out with dad in the gym daily. I did a ton of squats to make my ass more firm, and bigger. Dad hated it my ass to be rigid, but I'd need it for TV. I also worked on the rest of my body so I was toned well. We had a couple weeks till we left to go on tour. 48 televised shows, 14 house shows, and three Pay Per Views till dad won the belt. He showed me the schedule and told me when I would appear on Futa Wrestling Monday Night Melee, and Thursday Night Battle

Then dad taught me how to take bumps, swing a steel chair to hit someone safely, hand her tiny razors so she could bleed on TV, and even how to do a couple of moves as a high-flyer off the top rope that could be sold by the much larger wrestlers. As always there was the fake ball punch I could use. They would sell that to the crowd easy.

Dad bought me a set of sparkly shorts that would look good in the lights and finished my training.

My Dad's music hit the sound system and I walked out ahead of my Futa parent. My collar and shorts gleamed in the lights. The crowd erupted.

"Futa, boys and slaves! After being fired, and rehired, ARMAGEDDON and her manager and slave, Airtight TODD!" The announcer yelled as fireworks went off. There was some cheers as dad had been out for three months and had fans even as the heel. The majority of the arena was booing. We strutted down to the ring. I kissed my dad for all to see before she climbed into the ring, this got some cheers. Then I turned and interacted with the crowd.

"She's the best in the business! Why don't you see that? She also has the biggest cock in this whole Federation!" I tried to help the slow but sure turn, from heel to baby face, just like dad taught me.

The music hit, it was just as rehearsed. I began to get scared and hide behind Armageddon. "And her opponent! From the great white north! MADAM FREEZE!!!" Her light show began as the house lights turned out. When the light show was over it made it look like she could teleport to the ring and stand in front of my dad.

The house lights came back on and my dad looked shocked to see her. I tried to run from the ring but Freeze grabbed my shorts, pulled them down and backhanded my ass. It looked like she could have broken my hips from the way she swung, but she barely hit me. I used her force to roll out of the ring. This got my dad pissed.

The crowd was confused. A mic was close enough to catch my dad saying.."You hit my slave. Bitch you are going down!" Freeze came back with: "I'm going to make his ass mine tonight! After you lose!"

They had a series of back and forth punches, then the real show began. Bump after nasty bump, I kept the crowd in it when dad looked to be about to lose. After 7 minutes of brutal combat, dad hooked her leg for the three count.

When we got back stage, Kelly "Madam Freeze" Petersen walked up to me. "When did you start training? You sold that perfectly!" She beamed at me as I stood next to my "Master". They were to never know that Rhonda was my dad.

"Master started getting me ready after Physical Therapy was almost done. It was hard work Ma'am." "He's adorable Rhonda. I'm going to enjoy this heel turn for me. Lets have a rematch so I can sell you as a face better." Kelly smiled.

"You going to the bar Kel?" Dad asked. "No, I landed wrong after my super kick, I need to get my ankle checked out. I'll see you in Atlanta okay?" She walked away with a slight limp.

Once we were alone I asked her. "Is she hot to you Dad?" "Kinda. Built too big. Besides I only love you now Airtight!"

Dad made love to my ass every night in our hotel rooms. My ass had become only hers. Dad never shared me. We worked out everyday, and I practiced more moves that could be sold by the Futa wrestlers dad faced.

I couldn't believe a month had gone by. It had been a blur of workouts in the gym and in bed. But here it was, the Pay Per View, and dad was at the top of the card. It was time for her true face turn, and I had to use chairs to keep her safe. All of the heels would run out of the locker room to try to stop my dad from winning. A few faces would appear and help me take out the heels. I practiced the chair shots with the three heels I would be trying to take out, and also the horrid bump I was going to have to take to make me "incapacitated."

I was almost taken out of the match. I had been power-bombed onto the break away table. I couldn't move much after the bump. "Hey slave you okay? My legs hit first you should be fine." Kelly said to me in a whisper. "My head hit the monitor. I think I'm bleeding and I'm dizzy" I said to my opponent/co-worker. "Use the monitor and hit me. Do it! JJ help him up!" She said to the Spanish announcer.

The crowd that was closest to us were focused on what was going on in the ring till I screamed and brushed the side of Kelly's cheek with the still plugged in tiny TV screen in a metal box. Kelly twisted from the blow landing on the floor near the apron of the ring. She bladed her face while under the apron and came out after me. Blood rolled down her cheek as she tried to clothesline me back into the table, but I ducked. Dad hit her with a flying dropkick from the top rope into the remains of the desk. Dad dragged her to the middle of the ring and pinned her

"ONE TWO THREE!" The arena went ape shit. Dad and I got high fives from the crowd as dad and I left up the ramp. Dad's music played loud as Kelly threw a tempter tantrum in the ring. Heels rolled around outside the ring in mock pain, as the other faces followed us up the ramp.

"Face turn complete Master!" I said as her co-workers congratulated her.

Kelly, dad and I were having dinner together in a small place outside of the town we had just played. "Ben, you took that bump so good! I'm sorry I was a hair off on the landing. How's your head?" She asked and reached for my hand.

"Just 4 stitches. Nothing major. Nothing like Dad and you go through." I said then realized I had fucked up. "Dad?" Kelly looked at my dad. "That's why you two are closer than Futa and slave." She grinned. "You are lucky we are close Rhonda. I could use this to get my own championship run."

"Kelly, I'll make you a deal." Dad finished chewing and looked at the woman almost the same size. "I'm listening?" Kelly smiled at me.

"After I get the belt and defend it a couple of times, I will lose it to you. Will you keep our secret?"

"Yeah Rhonda, I was teasing. I'd have kept it from the locker room no matter what. But thanks. I could use a way to retire too. I want to kiss him. My only ask. Let me taste those sweet male lips."

"Ben kiss your aunt Kelly that saved you from a nasty bump and saved our career!" Dad ordered.

I got out of the chair and walked to her. She wrapped her massive arms around me and made out with me like she was the loneliest person on earth.

"Ben. Could you be a good boy for daddy tonight?" Dad asked after Kelly broke the kiss. "Yes Master Daddy always!" I said as I stood up straight.

"Give your self to Kelly tonight. I'll come get you in the morning." Dad ordered. "Dad?" "You heard me." "Rhonda, that is not needed." Kelly protested. "When was the last time? Huh? It's clear you are backed up cause I never saw you miss a spot that badly Kelly. You had my son's life in your hands and you missed. Fuck my son, but make sure he drains it. He will never be blissed!" Daddy said.

"Rhonda, you noticed?" "Your are needing to release. Use my dear son. Son, treat her as you would me. Understood?" Dad said. I looked at her baffled. Yes Kelly was hot, but I was now a whore?

"Dad? Not after mom can you do this! Please! I'm not a whore, I'm your son and lover!"

Kelly walked out of the restaurant with a look of disgust on her face. I chased after her.

"Wait Kelly!" I grabbed her wrist, and turned her to face me. "I'll do it, but you have to promise not to tell anyone that Rhonda is my dad." I said. "You love her don't you?" She said and knelt so she was at my height.

"Of course I do, she's my dad, and loves me like a mate now. I took my mom's place in her heart." I said. "That's why my dick will never be inside of you. I respect Rhonda, I love her like a sister. Which means you are family too. Ben, you kiss like an angel. Give me one more and I promise no one will ever know." "Deal!" I said and dove into her arms.

She kissed me like nukes were going off on the horizon. It seemed to go on forever. When she broke the kiss she whispered: "You and dad ever have a fight, I will gladly let you wear my collar sweet boy. I'll see you in Omaha. This time I'll fuck a boy before I meet you in the ring. Can you take that bump again?"

"Yeah Kelly. I can do it." "Good boy. Have a good night sweet Airtight." She stood and walked away, getting into a cab.

I watched the car leave then felt a hard smack across my face.

"Never contradict me in front of a co-worker! Never speak of our relationship! What the fuck Ben?"

Dad was aggressive that night. She fucked me hard, then passed out turning her back to me. I fingered her cum from my ass to my mouth. She hadn't given me anything to eat after I left the full plate in the restaurant. In the morning she fed me, but not with the sweetness she normally did. It was a dump and go. She took off to the gym before we had to fly to Omaha. I wasn't even allowed to workout with her. I had really fucked up. Yet I was not sure how. I stayed loyal!

After we landed dad got us a room and then pulled me in. She locked he door and smacked me.

"I don't understand what is going on inside of my head. You being so steadfast to me, after your mom, and her bullshit. Ben. I am so confused. I love you more than I ever loved your mother and these new thoughts in my head are making me doubt everything about who I am!" She rattled off quickly.

"I'm going fucking straight for you! I'm around naked futa's in every shower, yet all I can think about is you! I am so in love with you!" She hitched and sat on the bed. I knelt in front of her.

"Dad, I love you too! You saved me from bliss. You gave me a job on TV. We are famous! I love the way you hold me to your breasts at night..." I was saying but was interrupted.

"THAT is the problem! I want to get pregnant with your baby so milk comes out. I want you to nurse on me like you did mom! You see how messed up I am?" She was now crying. "No penis shall enter this futa!" I had always said. Now I want to sit on your cock and carry a baby? What the fuck?" She laid back onto the bed so I started undressing her.

"That's true love Dad, just like I have for you. I have craved to taste that forbidden place since Mom left. I want to taste you." I said softly as I pulled off her jeans. I then unbuttoned her blouse as she sniffed.

When her bra and panties were off I massaged her feet, while she continued to monologue.

"I love you so much Ben, to the point I wish you could have been a free man and not a slave boy. As a free man, I'm sure you'd still love me inside of you right?" She stopped and humphed. "Benny, as soon as I wear the belt I will talk to you more about what I am feeling. As soon as I drop it I want to come out of the closet as straight, and in love with my own son." She sighed, and wiped away the tears.

"Cuddle me baby boy. Nurse on Mommies tits." She said softly as she moved to lay on the pillows.

(My dad wants to be a mom. But is too futa to admit it.) I thought after I turned out the lights and climbed into bed. I latched on to her nipple and fell asleep like I had with mom.

OMAHA NEBRASKA

Dad's music hit and the 35,000 people went ballistic. I came out in my sparkly shorts and steel collar waving my hands up to get the crowd louder. Kelly stood in the ring, her face as cold as a glacier.

Armageddon lumbered behind me pointing to the crowd as several firework explosions went off behind us.

"ARM-AGED-DON!" The crowd chanted in unison.

During the match I was to take out the Heel that came down the ramp to hit my Master with a chair. I climbed up to the top rope and moonsaulted onto the chair and futa holding it. After the futa was stunned, I was to take the chair and beat her on the back with it. Something went wrong. The chair collided with the wrestlers head a bit too hard.

"Mistress Julie, you okay?" I said in my quietest voice. "AIR -TIGHT! AIR TIGHT!" The crowd was chanting. "Finish me off and then tell the ref to fetch a paramedic." Julie instructed.

I pointed at the crowd as they shouted my name. Then beat Harbinger with the chair, making sure the top edge hit the concrete floor to make the sound needed. I hadn't actually touched her with it, yet she rolled around like I had. I then ran into the ring and "harassed" the ref. I was telling her Julie was concussed. She pushed me away and fell on my back hard selling the ref's strength. I rolled out of the ring as the ref used the tiny mic to get the Heels to help her get back stage where the paramedics were waiting.

I had lost my place in the match so I had to watch a bit to remember what to do next. I was supposed to get the refs attention when one more cheater heel handed Kelly a weapon. It was a baseball bat covered in razor wire. Kelly was to get one shot in at my dad then I was to slide in, take it from her and beat the cheating heel with it, but she would be too fast. It went just like rehearsed.

The cheater was halfway up the ramp when Armageddon power-bombed Madam Freeze, and pinned her. This ended the feud and placed dad on the top of the good Futa list. Dad's music played and I jumped around the ring like a sissy whore, celebrating. Dad had his hand up raised by the ref, as she said: "Good job slave. Doc says Julie will be okay"

Then the unexpected happened. Instead of chanting my dad's characters name, we heard... "AIR-TIGHT!" "AIR TIGHT!" "AIR TIGHT!!"

Julie met us backstage after she was cleared. "I was standing in the wrong spot. It's not your slaves fault, please don't beat him on my account" She said to my dad. "If you say so." Dad shook her hand and we went to the locker room. Kelly hugged me.

"Great show Ben!" She smiled. "I don't know how you take her power-bombs. Can you teach me in case I have to betray my Master?" I asked loud enough for all in the locker room to hear. They laughed and high-fived me.

She laughed with the rest and hugged me again. "You bet. You know most of it already. It's about using your whole body to take the bump, not just one part. Also trust your opponent to keep you safe. Okay?" Kelly took off her towel and went to the shower. She had nothing on dad.

Two months later dad had the belt and I was one of the most popular slaves on television. Yet all good things must end. During a match where dad was defending her title, I took a hellish bump from the top of the cage. It was almost Mick Foley bad. I had to be carted off as dad dropped the belt to aunt Kelly. She was now the top Heel in the federation, and had kept her promise.

"Hey Rhonda. Your slave will be okay. It was just a dislocated shoulder and a broken rib. The shoulder is back in place, but that rib will hurt him for about a month. He can't wrestle for the time being." The doctor told dad like I wasn't even there.

"It's fine doc. I'm retiring. Don't tell anyone. While I have you, can you test me to see if I have any eggs left?" Dad asked. It was a legit question, dad was 42. The doctors eyebrow went up, in disbelief. "Sure! Lets run a scan. I can tell you how many are left." The doctor smiled. They left my hospital room, as I got dressed to go home. Which was just my plug, my collar, and a pair of shorts. Thirty minutes later Master fetched me from the room and walked me down to the car. She said nearly nothing on the ride home.

Once home, she fed me as the hospital knew I was on a cum only diet for my first two meals. Then I started making her dinner. I wouldn't need to eat again that night.

"I emailed Stephanie and told her of my retirement." She said to my back as I cooked. "That's great dad. It will be nice not being on the road. I mean, it was fun doing that stuff with you, I had a great time!" I said and looked back at her sitting at the kitchen table. I smiled.

"Hon, I wasn't finished. We will still be on the road. You are still working. Airtight will be Madam Freeze's slave-manager for the next series. I'm coming with you. I want to get pregnant while you are doing this next few months of shows." She smiled at me and held up a small box. She opened it. Inside was a gold band.

She got down on one knee. "Son, will you be my slave husband?"

I turned at looked into my dad's eyes. Tears were forming. How could I say no? "Of course Master futa wife! Um Dad?" I was confused what to call my fiancee as she placed the ring on my finger.

"I'm straight now, so it's Mistress wife." She got up and hugged me to her massive body. "Some day our kids will call you daddy, and me mom!" She said and squeezed tighter. I could feel the tears of joy dripping onto me. "Call me 'mom' from now on please?"

I nodded, but then said: "No I will call you my Mistress wife. I will say it over and over so no-one knows we are related." I tried to break from her hug.

"Ben it's too late. In that Email? I came out as straight and into incest.' She turned on Futa Tube.

"SHOCKING BOMB DROPPED ON FUTA WRESTLING LEAGUE! Hey y'all you favorite vlogger here on all things wrestling! Fisted Kitt reporting today that Stephanie McMichaels received the retirement notice from Rhonda "Armageddon" Davis. Further stating that after being gay for most of her life, she had been turned straight.... by guess who? Com'on take a guess. Her slave-manager Airtight Todd! Who is actually Benjamin Davis! Her own son! Well Stephanie knows how to take a gift horse, and signed Airtight to another year contract. No word as to he'll be working with, but I am guessing it will be Harbinger or Madam Freeze! That all for this minute in wrestling! Stay tuned, like and subscribe for all you behind the scenes news!"

Da... Mom turned the feed off.

"We are free. Well, I mean, to be ourselves. I had to agree to sign a new contract for you. You'll be making about half what I was at the end, but it's still more than many of the talent makes!" My fiancee explained.

"I wanted to stay home and raise our boys, girls, and futa. I don't want to wrestle without you!" I pleaded. "Honey I will be your coach. I'll be backstage for every gig! You are going to work with Kelly. You trust her don't you?" My Mistress pleaded. "Besides, now that I've outed us, I want to move to a town where no body knows us. Your income would help with that."

"I trust Aunt Kelly Mistress, I just was hoping that I'd be a house husband for you. I will obey you. I am your loyal slave, after everything. I will do as you wish." I said looking at the floor.

"Stop moping slave, and come over here and give me some love!" She waved me to her with her index finger. She lifted her balls to show her tiny vagina. "Make love to me son!"

I had to this doggy, or else her balls would get in the way. But oh my lord! I slid my seven inch cocklet into heaven. I had no idea my small dick could feel this good. Mom whined that it hurt, and I was confused, but slowed my entry.

"Never... been... penetrated son. For a man you have a decent dick!" She seethed. "Sorry Mistress." I took my time entering her sweet smelling hole. Once I was fully in. we both sighed. Then I began to move. I was not prepared to have my cock squeezed by her insides. Further I was losing my virginity to my Dad, Mom, whatever! And she wanted me to get her pregnant! I held her muscled ass and hips as I sped up a bit. I could feel something building already. I was shocked at how fast the orgasm took over and then ended just as fast.

I collapsed on my Mistress's back feeling all my my energy having been pushed into my mom's womb.

"Good job son, I could feel your load hit my cervix. Later, do that the same way. How'd you like it?" She asked.

"It was intense, but I prefer the way we normally make love." I admitted. "The orgasm lasts way longer and was just as intense." "I agree, but I felt a different kind of orgasm too... well started to. If you last a little longer you might be able to give a uterine orgasm!" She said holding her ass in the air to help my swimmers find her egg.

I knew every baby that came from her would be Futanari, unless she took the meds that mom had to make us. I'd have to have a sapien wife to have boys and girls. I missed Cindy.

CHAPTER TWO ON THE ROAD