Quarantined Due to Futa Virus Ch. 13

"Oh fuck, I'm cumming!" The words tore themselves from my body in a hoarse whisper as a jet of futa spunk erupted from my cock.

It had been about twenty four hours since I realized I was infected with the Futa Virus. The titular virus caused all females infected by it to grow a penis of varying sizes, the infected would also develop enhanced stamina, excessive libido, expanded bust size, and a variety of undocumented sexy side effects. Due to this, the entire world was in quarantine, but the virus still spread. Even out to the middle of nowhere farmland where I lived.

Yesterday morning I had woken up to find that I was infected. How did I know that I had the Futa virus? Well, the 19 inch fucking horse cock was a good fucking hint.

A fucking horse cock!

As if life didn't hate me enough to infect me with the futa virus, it had to give me a cock that looked straight off of a champion stallion. Too bad my spunk wasn't as valuable as that of a race horse. I could've wrung at least a gallon's worth out of my sheets and been a millionaire.

My first orgasm of the new day finally came to an end at last with a shudder. "Phew, that was intense..." With a disturbing amount of familiarity, I watched the enormous phallus slowly deflate and shrink into its still sizable cock sheath. After growing up on a farm, I had seen it happen hundreds of times, but I never expected to see it from the horse's perspective. At least I didn't have to deal with oversized horse balls. For some reason the futa virus had only given me a cock without the balls.

Ten minutes later, when my body had finished recovering from the tsunami that had been the orgasm from my morning wood, I tried rolling out of bed. It was then that I remembered one of the other side effects of the futa virus besides growing a dick.

"Oof!" I grunted as my F cup airbags that were my tits threw off my balance. If the guys from back at high school could see me now, they'd be falling head over heels for me, as long as none of them looked up my skirt.

Too bad I was nineteen years old now and had graduated last year.

Very carefully, so as not to get aroused again, I got dressed in a stretched out tank top and overalls for morning chores. For the past day I had been freaking out and jerking off due to my sudden infection, but if I avoided the farm work for any longer then it would only pile up and get worse. Plus, I loved the farm animals, and I didn't want them to suffer just because I wanted to hide my futa-fied body in the world's deepest pit.

I smelled something heavenly when I left my room, which was a welcome relief after the musty stench of my cum plastered room, it was the scent of mom's home cooking. It occurred to me that the rest of my family may have also been infected with the futa virus. They hadn't knocked on my door at all yesterday, which was very unlike them.

My suspicion was pretty much confirmed when I bumped into my sister as she exited her room. She looked extremely similar to me, which was pretty natural since we were twins. The main difference between us was our hair color. Due to a quirk in genetics, my sister, Sera, had flaming red hair and slightly bigger tits than me.

Seriously? Even after my tits ballooned from the futa virus, Sera still has bigger tits than me?

Sera's boobs were now a G cup to my F cup. They overflowed from her tank top and strained against her overalls in a way that made the buttons cry for mercy. My confirmation that she was a futa came from the sizable bulge at her crotch.

"Hey, Elisa..." Sera said to me quietly.

"Hey..." Neither of us could say anything else and the awkward air between us could be cut with a butter knife, or a 19 inch horse dick. I wondered if she had heard me when I was panicking about my new cock yesterday morning or screaming out in orgasm when I was playing with it yesterday afternoon.

"We should get going." Sera said eventually. "Mom will give us hell if we're late."

"Yeah." Together we moved down the hall towards the kitchen.

When we arrived at the source of the delicious scent, I saw the rest of the family that had gotten stuck in quarantine together with me. Mom was frying up some very phallic looking sausages. She was wearing a very loose T-shirt and an apron that hid any possibility of me spotting a crotch bulge. She could have a multi-foot cock and melon sized balls for all I knew. Her tits, surprisingly, were now smaller than both mine and Sera's. Maybe the futa virus went easy on her, or maybe she hadn't been infected at all.

"Good morning, Girls." Mom huffed when she spotted us. "Sit down and we'll discuss the chore allotment for the day."

Sitting at the table was the final member of my family who had been suffering through quarantine with us. As it happened, Dad was helping at a friend's farm across the country when the lockdown orders were implemented. Aunt Linda, mom's sister, was very hunched over in her seat, so I wasn't able to see anything beyond her face and back meaning I couldn't tell if she had been infected by the futa virus or not. Her black hair with the occasional streak of white was tied up in a ponytail, and her muscular figure that came from a lifetime working at the farm looked tired.

Several minutes of awkward silence ensued as the three of us waited at the table for breakfast to be served. I didn't want to ask why my family hadn't knocked on my door for the past twenty four hours, I really didn't want to ask if they had heard me over the past twenty four hours, and I really really didn't want to ask what they had been up to for the last day.

Or did I?

Breakfast was eventually dished out and I picked at it gingerly. But soon hunger won out over my teenage awkwardness, after all, I hadn't eaten anything since the day before yesterday and cumming over and over again works up a fucking appetite.

While I wolfed down my food, mom broached the topic that all of us didn't want to be brought up.

"So. We were all infected with the futa virus." Mom dropped the bomb with aplomb. "We all spent yesterday doing, ahem, stuff, and we need to work extra hard today to catch up on the farm chores."

"What if we can't do chores because we need to, um, take care of... stuff." Sera shifted uncomfortably, almost like she was shifting some extra large futa balls in her seat.

"Then go out behind the barn and, ahem, take care of it. I heard the sounds coming from your rooms so I know you already know how to do it." Mom shifted a bit in her own chair. I wondered if she also had futa balls. Was I the only one in the family who got a dick with no balls?

"I'll take care of the cows." Aunt Linda stated as she stared at a wall. Mom then told us that we would have to do her share of the farm chores because she would be cleaning the house, specifically our cum drenched rooms. I cringed at the mess mom would have to deal with in my room. My first couple dozen or so orgasms with my new dick hadn't been very, for lack of a better word, contained.

Once the last slice of bacon was gone, Sara and I stood up to get started on the long list of chores that are never over on a farm. We wobbled together. Our sense of equilibrium was still adjusting to our new bodies and centers of gravity. I could tell that it was going to be a long day.

Outside it was bright and sunny, not a cloud in the sky. Aunt Linda had hung back to talk with mom about something. Sara and I went over to the equipment and feed barn to bang out the easiest chores first.

"I'll clean the tractors." I told Sara. "You get to work on the rest of the chores."

Sara nodded distractedly. So we parted ways and got to work.

I did my best to perform the required maintenance on the various mechanical equipment that was needed for farmwork. It wasn't easy. For some reason, my mind kept wandering to imagine what the bodies of my family looked like under their clothes. Specifically, my sister. Did she get a horse cock like mine? Or something worse? Were her tits the only thing about her body that grew?

As my mind wandered, I felt a certain tightness in my crotch. My cock was getting hard again, this was now the longest I had gone without jacking off since I had gotten my cock and my futa-fied libidinous body didn't like it.

"Calm down." I whispered to myself. Willing myself to think of something other than my sister's stretched out tank top and sizable crotch bulge.

With great effort and concentration, I eventually got my dick be relatively soft again so that I could get back to work. But in the few moments of silence between meditation and returning to chores, I heard an odd, yet strangely familiar, sound coming from the feed storage area. Intrigued, I moved to investigate.

Peering around the corner, I saw Sara vigorously jerking off. "Shit, why is my sister so fucking hot? I wanna to cumblast her with my giant horse cock!"

Yes, in my sister's hands was a horse cock like mine. Although it wasn't quite like mine, even though it was the exact same length at 19 inches. The head of her dick was exceptionally flared, it was like a frisbee tipped her dick instead of a cock head! As if it were a plug that would keep every drop of cum in my- I mean, some girl's, womb to absolutely ensure pregnancy.

At the sight, my own horse cock would not be denied. I was forced to unbutton my overalls and half strip. The warm flesh of my unflared horse dick felt extremely satisfying in my hands, almost perfect.

The keyword was almost.

Sera had kicked off her overalls, and my earlier suspicion was confirmed as I gazed at my distracted sister's body. At the base of the flared horse cock were a pair of fist sized balls that seemed to churn with baby batter.

Behind the oversized testes, I caught glimpses of a warm and welcoming pussy that called to me like a siren. I imagined my more feminine unflared horse cock plunging into that glistening entrance and the warm walls milking my new member of futa spunk. My hand started moving on its own up and down the 19 inch length at my crotch.

'Wait, I'm jerking off to the sight of my sister.' I thought to myself. 'This is so messed up... Maybe just a bit more.'

I didn't know if my lack of morals or good sense was a side effect of the futa virus, but I was too horny to care. My hand moved even faster on my rod. Somehow I managed to get rid of my tank top single handed, discarding it into a pile of hay to be remembered in a few months.

"Oh shit, I'm cumming!" Sara's cry was, for some reason, ambrosia to my ears. I felt the rush of dopamine flood into my brain as my own orgasm began. Unfortunately, it came when I was leaning around the corner to peer at my sister.

By some strange fate, both of our spunk jets arced towards each other, and I found myself splashed by a generous amount of my sister's baby batter. Some of it landed in my mouth and I couldn't help but savor the salty taste.

"Elisa? What the hell are you doing?"

'Oh fuck.' I thought. 'I've been caught jerking off to my sister.'

"Were you jerking- Wait! Don't look! I don't want you to see me like this." Sara's outrage changed quickly into shame as she attempted to hide her cock and expanded tits. A pretty futile attempt since her heavy dick was almost like a third leg and her melons overflowed from her hands. "What are you staring for? We need to get done with our chores."

"Chores can wait." I responded before I could think. "It looks to me like you still need to take care of that hard-on.."

As if to declare it's intent to fuck, Sara's cock dribbled a jet of pre-cum while she squirmed in embarrassment. "I'll take care of it later. Just, go away and do chores." Her voice cracked in embarrassment.

My feet remained rooted to the floor and my eyes couldn't leave my sister's body. I couldn't think for several minutes. The supposed post-nut clarity was only delivering more lust to my body and brain.

"Um." I said hesitantly. "What if we help each other with our hard-ons?"

The words came out before I realized I had read that in a spicy story I had read last week. What would my friends and sister think of me if they knew I quoted a dirty book?

While I was inwardly cringing, Sara paused, then dropped her arms and revealed her sexy, futa-fied body to me. "You're not repulsed by this fucking horse-cock? Look how big it is! If it wasn't on my body, I wouldn't want it anywhere near me."

"You haven't noticed? I've got a fucking horse cock too." Although the flared head on hers that differentiated our two cocks made me shudder. Whether that was from lust or nervousness, I couldn't say.

Sara looked me up and down, from my 19 inch cock that was dripping with pre-cum to my tits that were covered in her cum. She thought for a long minute and then nodded. "Alright, sit down and we'll... Help each other."

My heart fluttered in my chest, in a mix of love and lust, I nimbly walked over to the bench where my sister was sitting and sidled up next to her. From this close, I could feel the lewd heat radiating off her body and wondered if Sara could feel the same coming from me.

Tentatively, almost fearfully, I reached out to grip my sibling's horse dick. It was so big and thick that I couldn't get my hand fully around the phallus. Sara glanced away as she did the same to me.

I took a sharp intake of breath as I felt another human's hand on my still new cock. Somehow it felt different but the same as when I touched it myself.

"It's different." Sara's voice startled me out of my reflections. I saw her peeking at my dick out of the corner of her eye. Her hand had wandered to the tip of my member. "It looks like it would go inside easier than mine." She then blushed furiously. "I mean inside a condom. Not inside my pussy, I mean, a pussy. Shit!"

As if she was trying to cover up her slip of the tongue, she vigorously rubbed the end six inches of my rock hard boner. I struggled not to give in to the pleasure and keep 'helping' my sister.

Even as I rubbed, I couldn't help but take in the difference between our cocks. Her's was more veiny, perhaps a bit thicker than mine, and seemed somehow more virile. My pussy started dripping at the thought of my sister's giant flared cock orgasming straight into my womb.

"Yours is different too." I commented after several minutes. "You've got a huge cock head, along with balls full of cum that would definitely knock me up, I mean, impregnate me, I mean... Fuck!"

Now it was my turn to attempt to cover my slip of the tongue. Although my hands decided that the best way to get over my gaffe was to fondle my younger sister's tits.

"Mhmm!" Sara moaned as I groped her tender springy flesh.

"Dammit, why do you always get the bigger tits? I'm the older sister."

"O-only by five minutes."

Our conversation continued, and would have been fit for a family show, if it hadn't been for the occasional sultry moans and nude bodies that porn directors would salivate over. I wondered in a flash if this would be the first and only time we would do this, or if the sight of us bickering and pleasuring each other would become a common sight on the farm. (Spoiler alert, the second was the correct answer.)

"By the way." I asked during a lull in the conversation. "What do you think happened to Farmhand Dan?"

Farmhand Dan was the clumsy, idiotic, but hardworking farmhand that Dad hired to help us before he went off.

We only found out after the quarantine was over, but Farmhand Dan had elected to shelter in place with a random barfly. Said barfly grew a monster dick nearly immediately after moving in with a libido to match. She spent the entirety of lockdown with her multi-foot long cock inside Farmhand Dan's ass. As for Farmhand Dan, the futa virus, instead of giving him the enlarged genitalia that was a common symptom of the virus among males, shrunk his cock until it was smaller than a clit and balls that could hold a quarter teaspoon of cum at max.

But again, we only found all this out after the quarantine was over. As Sara and I jerked each other off, we could only speculate what had happened, or what would happen, to Farmhand Dan.

Things were dragging out. Despite our best efforts to 'help' each other. Neither of us were coming anywhere close to cumming. It had been half an hour now, but even with our experience of getting ourselves to orgasm, we couldn't get the other to ejaculate.

"Shit. We can't just keep doing this." Sara exclaimed. "We seriously need to do the farm work soon!" She then looked down at my cock with a serious look in her eye. "Fuck me."

"Wait, what?" I pretended to be horrified, even as my heart leapt into my throat and my pussy cheered eagerly. "Are you sure about this? We're sisters!"

Sara shrugged nonchalantly, even as her ears turned beet red. "I know. But who knows how long the quarantine due to Futa Virus will continue. Do you really want to just jerk off for however long that is when there's a wet pussy nearby? Might as well rip the band-aid off right away so we can do our farm work sooner and better."

A hundred questions raced through my mind. But every single one of them beat a lust fueled retreat as my sister leaned against the wall, ass and pussy pointed towards me. Even though I didn't have balls, I could feel my internal cum tanks go into overdrive in anticipation of plunging my untested dick into a warm cunt for the first time ever.

Despite my moral hesitation, my body moved on its own. Within a few minutes, the tip of my 19 inch equine cock was at her entrance. Then, with shivers of pleasure running up my spine, I entered my sister's pussy.

So this was sex with a dick. No wonder all the guys pursued us girls so fervently. This felt amazing!

"Yes! Fuck me harder!" My sister's cry startled me. I realized that while I was thinking how awesome this felt, my body had instinctively begun thrusting inside Sara vigorously. Of course, I did my best to fuck my sister harder. "Oh shit, I'm cumming!"

Finally, after so much time spent trying to get her off with my hands, Sara ejaculated spurts of spunk into the barn floor from the stimulation of my futa dick.

The scent and moans of my sister and the puddles of jizz pooling at our feet also sent me over the edge. "I'm fucking cumming too!" I exclaimed in ecstasy.

I couldn't see it, but I could feel my fertile baby batter race down the length of my cock and shoot straight into my sister's womb. Imagining the potent liquids delving into her ovaries like the dwarves of Moria somehow enhanced my orgasm and I plunged fully into Sara's cunt to release my seed.

Ten minutes of unrelenting orgasmic bliss later, we both collapsed onto the bench again. For the first time since getting infected with the Futa Virus, I felt sexually satiated. I even felt like I could do my chores without jerking off a half dozen times.

However, I was the only one whose hot flames of lust had been doused. My cock was flaccid and back in its sheath, but Sara's was still hard as a rock even though her body was covered in sweat. I wondered if it was because she had balls while I did not or if...

"Hey." I drew her attention with a quick poke on the shoulder. "Do... You want to fuck me now?" Drawing on my limited seductive knowledge that I got from reading dirty stories, I leaned back and spread my legs. Since I didn't have any musky balls, my clean pussy was on full display to my sister.

"I'd really love to, but can I?" Sara gestured to the flared head of her horse cock. "This probably wouldn't fit into a condom, let alone a human."

"Well, we're both girls and shouldn't have cocks. But we do. So maybe now that we're futas I'll be able to take that monster." Biologically, my statement was complete bullshit. But my unfilled pussy had needs and I didn't want to do my chores drooling at my sister's cock all day.

Sara gave the situation a bit of thought, but eventually she came to the same conclusion I had earlier. Her 19 inch horse cock swung towards my tender nearly virgin hole. (Fuck you, Stuart for deflowering me on prom and then ghosting me!)

"It's so big!" I breathlessly said. The cock itself was just as long and girthy as mine, but the flared head was nearly twice as thick as the phallus itself. From my perspective, it looked impossible for that massive thing to get inside me.

"Here I go." Sara whispered hornily. Then, to the shock of both of us, my body stretched eagerly and her dick head entered my body. "Holy shit, it went inside!"

"I know it went inside!" I moaned loudly. If my sister's cock looked big from the outside, it seemed doubly big when it was inside me! "Keep going deeper, sis. Keep fucking going!"

Keep going she most certainly did. Once she was fully inside me, Sara fucked my lewd body like there was no tomorrow and I was all for it. Less than fifteen minutes later, she gleefully announced she was cumming and tried to pull out.

"Don't you dare pull out of me." I leg locked Sara and pulled her in for the deepest kiss of my life. "Knock me up with that giant fucking horse cock!"

Perhaps like me, Sara had an impregnation fetish, because my words unleashed the floodgates on her balls. Whatever amount of futa jizz I had pumped into my sister, it felt like I had double that amount injected into my womb.

I massaged my F cup melons as I enjoyed the sensation of Sara's baby batter rush into my midsection. My legs relaxed after the third or fourth orgasm and my sister pulled back, even as she was still ejaculating. Covering my body and face with her thick spunk.

Ten minutes later and we were both finally done. Neither of us had anything left in the tank, either sexually or cum-wise.

We finally looked at each other and then quickly looked away again with flushed cheeks. Neither of us wanted to over think that we had fucked our sister, and we also didn't want to get horny again. Silently, we washed off the other's cum and got dressed in our overalls. Our tank tops were lost in various hay stacks.

"Time for chores?" I asked Sara awkwardly.

"Time for chores."

Several uncomfortable hours later, we completed our assigned tasks in this barn.

"So what do we do now?" I looked hopefully towards the back of the barn where we had fucked earlier. I didn't know about Sara, but my cum and libido tanks were most definitely full again and ready for action.

"Idiot." Sara slapped the back of my head. "We're going to go see if Aunt Linda needs help with her chores. She didn't have anyone to 'help her' and she might have had some trouble getting everything done."

We moved together to the cow barn where Aunt Linda was supposedly feeding and milking the cows. However, when we arrived, we found it wasn't the cows getting milked.

"Com'n, come on! Why did they make these so hard to use... Well, hard to use by humans. Think, Linda!"

After turning the corner, Sara and I saw Aunt Linda trying to use one of the cow milking machines on herself. With very little success.

There were two reasons for her lack of progress. One; Aunt Linda was most certainly not a cow. Two; her breasts were exponentially bigger than any cow teat. Seriously, they were like prize winning watermelons attached to her chest. If I had to guess, I'd say they were at least Q cup at least. On top of that, the Futa Virus had given her a double pair of them.

"Holy shit." Sara quietly exclaimed as she retreated back behind the corner with me in tow. "Aunt Linda got a fucking huge rack... Racks."

Like we were rubberneckers on the highway, we were forced to peek around the corner to watch some more. Since she hadn't noticed our entrance, our aunt continued trying to get her four enormous tits to line up with the machine while trying to turn the device on with her feet.

She might not have been able to completely succeed, but that didn't make the sight any less hot as she struggled to maneuver her gargantuan tits to where she wanted them and contorting her muscular body in an attempt to turn on the milking machine.

The familiar tightness in the crotch of my overalls told me that I was getting turned on again. I heard a rustling of cloth behind me. Sara half disrobed to let her cock escape from its sheath and she began jerking off to the sight. With barely a second thought, I followed her example. Soon we were both completely nude with our overalls kicked into the corner.

"Oh frick, I'm cumming again!" Aunt Linda shouted as she vainly tried to grope all four of her tits at once with her only two hands. A few minutes later, a mini-jet of spunk erupted from her crotch, reminding me that the lockdown was due to the aptly named Futa Virus. Our aunt did have a cock, but it was nothing to write home about, only 5 inches and barely thicker than a man's dick. (Again, fuck you, Stuart!)

Notably, when Aunt Linda orgasmed, spurts of milk gushed from all four of her tits. It was almost as if there was a backup that could only be alleviated by cumming. It was also really fucking hot!

After several minutes, Aunt Linda seemed to have achieved post-nut clarity. "Frick, I'll never get anywhere if I keep trying to milk myself instead of the cows. But my tits feel so fucking full! Maybe one more try?" She then went back in vain trying to milk herself using the cow milking machine.

"Hey, Elisa." Sara said quietly. "Should we, I don't know, help Aunt Linda?"

"Hmm?" My brain took a second to catch up before I could whisper in reply. "Oh, I'm not sure. Would she accept our help? She's always been really self reliant. Also, she's our aunt!"

"So? We've already fucked each other, so it's not that big a leap to fuck our mom's sister. And I think she'd accept our help if we said it was for the good of the farm."

"Us fucking was completely different!"

We started bickering, and at some point we must have forgotten to keep quiet.

"Girls, is that you?" Aunt Linda stood up, revealing her muscle bound body honed by a lifetime of farm work, as well as her sexy additions. "Come out if you're there. Don't make me raise my voice."

Instinctively, we emerged from our laughably bad hiding spot around the corner. Only after all three of us met each other's eyes did we realize that none of us had a thread of clothing on.

"Why the frick are you naked! Wait, I'm naked! Why are you undressed? Wait, turn around and don't look." Aunt Linda tried to figure out which was more important, getting answers from us on our nudity or covering up her own. Accomplishing neither goal and making her massive quad mammories jiggle lustfully as she flailed about.

"Aunt Linda." Sara interrupted. "We saw that you need some help milking yourself. Do you want us... to... help?"

Aunt Linda paused in her gesticulations, her tits still moving from inertia even after she stopped moving. She seemed like she was trying to figure out whether to punish us for speaking out or punish us for suggesting she needed help. But eventually, hormones won the battle.

"Get to it." She stated like she was telling us to do our chores. Aunt Linda then puffed out her ginormous chest and waited for us to get to work.

Sara and I played a quick round of rock, paper, scissors to determine who took which boob and then got to it. I won the game, so I took on the upper pair of tits while Sara began milking the lower rack.

"Holy shit." Sara muttered. "I thought the futa virus gave me big breasts, but mine are nothing compared to these."

"Tell me about it." I said. "Do you think Aunt Linda will ever be able to wear a bra or bikini ever again?"

"I'm right here." Aunt Linda stated, blushing furiously despite doing her best not to react.

Coincidentally. Aunt Linda, along with the rest of the family, were eventually able to wear custom bras made for futas that allowed us to do our work without excessive jiggling. We never needed to order bikinis, because by the time beaches had reopened after lockdown, every single pool and beach were clothing optional. No one ever took the option to wear clothes.

"You girls are good." Aunt Linda said as she suppressed a seductive moan. "But you need to go harder. Remember what I taught you about milking."

"You taught us how to milk cows and goats." Sara grumbled in reply. "You never told us how to milk humans."

"Mhmm. It's basically the same thing. I think. I flunked biology back when I was your age. But put more force into it! If you keep going like this then the cows will come home before my boobs are back to normal."

Sara and I glanced at each other and nodded. Together, we did our best to put the same amount, if not more, force than we used in milking the most stubborn cow.

Our efforts appeared to yield results. Small dribbles of nourishing milk began emerging from Aunt Linda's tits. But we obviously still had a lot of work to do.

"Mhmm, I'm gonna cum if you keep this up." Aunt Linda moaned. "But I'm not one to let people take care of me without paying them back. Sit down."

All three of us moved to a convenient bench and sat down, one twin on each side of our aunt. She then began milking our 19 inch horse cocks with her hands while we worked to milk her tits. For someone who I'd never seen bring a guy home, she was really fucking good at giving handjobs!

"Holy shit, Aunt Linda." Sara exclaimed as she tried to keep milking our aunt. "Where did you learn how to do this?"

"There was a reason I failed biology." She replied. "Now keep working on my tits, I'm so fricking close!"

It only took a few minutes more work, but somehow all three of us orgasmed at the exact same time. Aunt Linda's quadruple jets of milk joined Sara's and my arcs of spunk. All of it mixing together in the air like a Vegas fountain and landing on the cows, floor, and us.

After some time, we all recovered ourselves with panting and heaving chests. I wasn't exactly spent, but my cock was now at half mast and could probably be shoved into my overalls to complete the chores. The same could be said for Aunt Linda and Sara. For Aunt Linda specifically, her tits appeared marginally smaller than they were when we started.

"We should probably get mom involved for the next round." I commented. "There just aren't enough of us to take care of all your tits and your dick, Aunt Linda."

"Heh, what happened to your resistance to having sex with family?" Sara teased, referencing how I had argued against helping our aunt.

"... Having sex with your sister and aunt kinda does a number on your sense of morals." I replied in a grumbling tone. If you had asked me a week ago if I would ever have sex with my sister and aunt and contemplate fucking my mother, I would have slapped you as a huge fucking pervert. Now...

"We'll need to involve your mother anyway." Aunt Linda said in a matter of fact tone. "If I was forced to ask for your help, then she'll certainly need some help with whatever the Futa Virus did to her."

"You don't know?" I asked curiously.

"Nope. She was dressed and wearing the thick apron that hides her figure by the time I got up. She could have horse dicks like you girls, multiple tits like me, or all of the above for all I know."

This wasn't promising. Who knows what mom would have once we took her pants off. But on second thought, maybe she would just have an average and normal sized human cock that we could help with easily.

"Tell you what, girls." Aunt Linda stood up and began getting dressed. "You go on ahead. Help your mother clean the house and get her in a good mood. Then when I finish with the cows, you can all properly take care of me."

Sara and I attempted to say that we could help her with the chores and get it done sooner, partially out of an obligation to assist in the chores, and partially because we didn't want to help clean the house. I knew what kind of mess I had left my room in, and if the rest of the house was in a similar state then I really didn't want to clean it up.

But our protestations were all for nothing and we were shoved out of the barn, barely giving us time to grab our overalls. So Sara and I begrudgingly made our way to the house.

Well, we delayed as long as possible before going back inside. Doing all the chores we had procrastinated on for months and maybe fucking once or twice behind various barns. Unfortunately, we couldn't delay things forever.

We should have delayed things forever.

Upon opening the door, we saw our mom standing in the entrance hall, glaring at us like a final boss in a game where souls get very dark, huffing and puffing in a mix of exhaustion, lust, and restrained fury. She was dressed in cleaning coveralls, which were covered in cum, that outlined her milf-ish figure but gave absolutely no hint as to what the Futa Virus had done to her.

"Um... Hi, mom." I wished with all my heart that I could run for the hills. But I knew from experience that mom was fast enough to catch me. "How's it going?"

Mom let the tense silence permeate the air for several minutes before responding.

"What. A. Mess." She inhaled sharply before raising her voice several decibels. "What a freaking mess you two left for me! Did you two do it all yourselves? Or did you invite the entire NFL lineup to just cum wherever they wanted? I have never seen such a disaster in your rooms. Why couldn't you freaking use your trash cans and bathrooms to contain your messes? It's not like the Futa Virus is like the common cold and you sneeze everywhere." (Incidentally, the futa virus actually did give someone a genetic quirk that made them explosively ejaculate every time they sneezed.)

This lecture continued for some time. Just when I thought mom would run out of stamina or breath, she would miraculously gain a second wind and keep shouting.

My eyes and mind began to wander under the verbal barrage. I attempted to discern if mom had a large bulge in her crotch and if her tits were bigger than mine. Neither fact I could make out for certain due to her coveralls. If I squinted hard, then maybe I could perceive a sizable outline where a dick would be, but it might have all been in my imagination.

Eventually I realized that we were running out of time. Aunt Linda would be coming back from feeding and milking the cows at any time now and she was expecting mom to be warmed up and ready to 'help' her.

Glancing to my left, I caught the eyes of my sister. Like any good pair of twins, we came up with a plan telepathically in an instant and then moved to execute it like a well oiled machine.

Together, in spite of our mother's continuing harangue, Sara and I moved to mom's sides and went straight for her tits.

"What are you freaking doing?" Mom exclaimed in shock.

"We're really sorry mom." I said as I confirmed with firm groping that mom's tits were slightly smaller than mine.

"Yeah, mom. We're really sorry, and to show how sorry we are, we'll 'help' you. You'll feel a lot better after you empty your balls, I know I did."

"Wait, wha-!" Mom's long list of questions was cut off by Sara's hand going for the crotch and proving once and for all that mom had gotten a cock from the Futa Virus. I took advantage of mom's surprise and began rapidly disrobing her.

When mom's bare perky chest was exposed to the world, she seemed to partially recover herself. "What are you freaking doing, girls! I am your mother."

"You're also probably backed up, mom." Sara answered, her hand squeezing at our mom's groin. "We found out that we futas work best when our balls are empty, and yours are definitely not empty."

A few minutes later we had mom's coveralls wrapped around her thighs. Revealing a sheathed horse cock and a pair of huge musky balls that just screamed out 'we will impregnate you a thousand times over!' I felt my pussy get wet just from the sight of them.

"Don't look at me, girls!" Mom's face flushed in a mix of shame and she attempted to cover her eyes from looking at her own body. "I have a freaking horse cock on my human body, I'm a monster."

Sara and I traded glances. Simultaneously, we half disrobed ourselves to reveal our own flaccid, but rapidly growing, horse cocks.

"You're not a monster, mom." I said, hugging her tightly. Our warm bodies meshing together sexily as my boobs mashed against her motherly form.

"Yeah, we have horse cocks too. As you can see. Actually, Aunt Linda was the only one in the family who didn't get a horse cock."

"Wait a minute. How do you know what Aunt Linda's cock looks like?"

"Um." I tried to think of a way to cover for Sara's gaffe. "How about we 'help' you with your overly full balls, mom. You look like you need it."

Both of us started rubbing mom's thick futa cock sheath. I moved my hand down to mom's testes to fantasize about the fertile baby batter that was bubbling away inside. Each ball was larger than the palm of my hand and I could only imagine how much cum was in them.

"Oh!" Mom moaned seductively in appreciation. "You two seem very familiar with how to handle futa horse cocks... Is there something you want to tell me?"

"Heh. We'll tell you later, mom." I said in an attempt to gloss over that my sister and I had fucked multiple times today. "Wait... What's going on with your cock, I mean... Cocks?"

Yes, emerging from mom's horse cock sheath, came two unflared horse cocks. Her sheath rolled back like a foreskin as her dicks grew and grew. To Sara's and my shock, Mom's double dick swelled to a full 2 feet. 24 inches inches of dual gigantic fuckery! Evidently, the Futa Virus had forgotten about mom's chest and gone all in on the lower half.

"Holy shit." Sara muttered in awe as she knelt down with her face near the gargantuan meat poles. "Can we even 'help' with these? They're huge!"

"D-don't worry about it girls." Mom tried to hike up her coveralls from her thighs, her cheeks now red with embarrassment. "I'll take care of this in the bathroom."

"Wait, don't go, mom!" Sara stopped mom's hands and pointed to her surging flared horse cock. "If Elisa can fit this giant thing in her pussy, we can take care of yours."

"Wait a minute. What did you say?"

"Nothing, mom!" We rushed to help mom out of the rest of her clothes before she could ask any more questions and threw our own into the corner. The questions would have to be answered soon or later, but I wanted them to come later. Much later. Preferably after mom's balls and energy (Thus her ability to tan our backsides) were thoroughly drained.

Once mom was completely nude, I could more easily admire her form. Especially her giant fucking dicks. Mom had always been hot, but the addition of dual 2 foot horsedicks seemed to make her doubly sexy. No pun intended.

However, no matter how wet my pussy got, the thought of trying to take them both on at once made me hesitate.

"So... How are we gonna do this?" I whispered to Sara.

"Just follow my lead." She answered back. She then wrapped her arms around me, my large breasts pressed against her even bigger breasts, and fell backwards onto a nearby couch.

Sara then used her legs to spread mine. "What are you waiting for mom? You've got two wet pussies that can 'help' you empty your balls."

From my position, I couldn't see mom's face. But I figured she must have had a conflicted look on her face, similar to what Aunt Linda had when we had offered to 'help' her.

"Um, Elisa?" Mom evidently didn't want to go for it until she had permission from both of us.

"Go for it, Mom!"

That was all it took. Within seconds, I could feel the massive rod of half of mom's crotch package prodding at my pussy.

Then she began entering. It felt amazing from the first inch and only kept getting better from there. I orgasmed at least once around the one foot mark, and then twice more when I felt the heat of mom's balls come near my hungry cunt.

Somewhere along the journey towards nirvana, I found that I was passionately making out with Sara. Our tongue war was extremely wet and sloppy, and our moans of pleasure were undoubtedly loud enough to be heard from the barns.

"Yes! This is so much better than taking care of it myself!" Mom shouted in ecstasy as she pounded both our pussies at once. I was on top, so it was my hips and ass she grabbed onto in order to more effectively fuck her daughters. "I wonder how many other mothers get to have sex with both their children at once. It is so freaking amazing!"

Incidentally. We found out much later that the amount of dual cocked futa women was surprisingly small, and those with two daughters that could/would be fucked at the same time was even smaller. It made mom feel pretty special every time we let her do it.

"Oh. I'm going to freaking cum!" Mom announced only a few minutes later. It may have been a bit quick, but she was probably very backed up and especially tender to our tight young pussies.

Mom's announcement brought Sara and I out of our makeout session for a bit. Looking behind us, we glanced at our mother's swollen balls that were swaying like a playground swing. Belatedly, we wondered if we should have put a condom or two on her. Not because we were worried about getting pregnant, but because our bodies might not be able to take that much cum.

Too late now!

Mom gave an orgasmic cry as the flood of endorphins hit her brain, and the flood of cum began erupting from her balls. Her body instinctively pushed her dicks all the way into the hilt inside of us.

I orgasmed from the first spurt of baby batter entering my womb, and I grabbed my sister's head to begin face fucking her with my tongue. Our two individual dicks cummed again and again in the warm sweaty space between our two bodies even as our boobs mashed together.

If I got impregnated from today's action, whose baby would I give birth to? My mom's or my sisters? Both of them had dumped insane amounts of baby batter into my womb. Either way, I was so getting knocked up today!

Ten minutes later, we felt mom's double horse cocks slowly deflate after non-stop ejaculations and withdraw from our pussies. Followed by a thump of her collapsing on the spunk stained couch behind us.

"Mhh." Basking in the afterglow of an uncountable number of intense orgasms. Sara and I continued gently kissing on the couch. We could feel our own cocks slowly withdrawing into their sheaths, lightly brushing against each other as they retreated. Later we would get to witness mom's cocks do the same every time her dual horse dicks finished their business.

"So." Aunt Linda's deep alto voice interrupted our euphoric daze. "What did I miss? Is now a bad time to get milked?"

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Epilogue

"Elisa!" Mom's voice interrupted my wet dreams. "Breakfast is ready!"

I groggily opened my eyes to the familiar sight of my rock hard morning wood. It had now been three months now since the infection had changed my body to that of a sexy futa with a 19 inch horse cock. Now I only think about my old figure once in a while, and I hadn't wished my dick to go away for over two months.

Without putting on a scrap of clothing, or washing off the exorbitant amounts of cum covering my tits from a plethora of wet dreams, I rolled off my spunk soaked bed and exited my room. There wasn't a square inch of me that my family hadn't seen at this point so there was no reason to even attempt a modicum of modesty.

"Good morning, dear." Mom said. "Sleep well?"

Mom and Aunt Linda were over by the stove performing a precarious, if not extremely titillating, dance of trying to plate bacon while fucking. Mom was behind Aunt Linda, simultaneously fucking her sister's pussy while receiving a double boob job from Aunt Linda's quad tits. Of course, the floor was flooded with a mix of cum and tit milk. Some of it had gotten into the breakfast being served, but that only enhanced the flavor.

"I slept like a rock, even though you two were up fucking all night." I gave both my mom and aunt deep kisses, with heavy amounts of tongue, along with some firm gropes in their most sensitive spots. I was rewarded with some sultry moans from my mother and a fountain of milk from my aunt.

"We were up a bit late last night." Aunt Linda admitted. "Do you mind helping with my chores later? I'm a bit tired."

"As long as I don't have to clean up the house." Laundry and house cleaning was quickly becoming the least favorite chore in the family.

"Frick, that's exactly what I wanted you to help me with."

I chuckled while grabbing a couple plates for me and my sister. Sara was sitting at the table, reading an old farming magazine.

"Good morning, Sis." I put my sister's plate on top of the magazine and leaned over to kiss her. "Kinda cold leaving the bed without waking me up."

Sara and I spent most nights now in one of our beds. Although sometimes all four of us would share mom's bed. That made a serious mess of said bed and took an hour to clean up the next morning.

"You needed your sleep, Elisa." Sara said with a warm smile as she stood up to give me a hug and a loving kiss. "You're sleeping and eating for at least two now."

Sara caressed my swollen midsection that looked as if I were smuggling a watermelon in my stomach. Not all of it was her cum. A decent portion of it was a child, or children, that were growing in my womb. (The nearest ultrasound clinic was two hours away and wasn't open anyway due to the lockdown.) I felt the warm glow of expectant motherhood, as well as the dripping of my pussy at the thought of having been bred by one of my family member's horse cocks. Was it my sister's? My mother's? My aunt's human-like futa cock? I may never know.

Speaking of pregnancy. The rest of the family was likely pregnant as well, I was just furthest along with the most visible baby bump.

"Hey, Elisa." Mom called out as she finished dumping a double load of futa jizz into Aunt Linda's pregnant pussy and onto the counter. "You may want to take care of that before you start your chores." She gestured to my still rigid morning wood. "Sara, can you help your sister out?"

"Fine, mom." Sara unbuttoned her custom made overalls that mom had sewn that allowed for easy dick withdrawal or pussy exposure. "Make it quick, sis. We have to take care of all the chores we didn't do yesterday because we got 'distracted' behind the tool shed."

"You didn't seem to mind getting 'distracted' yesterday." I began fondling Sara's oversized tits and kissing around her mouth.

After a bit of foreplay we didn't have time for, I slid my 19 inch dick into my sister's pussy.

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Hello again, y'all! Sorry for the long delay in between stories. Work has been busy, please ignore my 100+ hours in the game Foundry. Hopefully you enjoyed this story! Thank you to the anonymous commenters to suggested the equine cocks and to the many commenters wishing for more double cocks stories, hopefully this was everything you wished for. : D As always, let me know what you think of the story and leave any ideas/requests in the comments. I remain creatively bankrupt.