Dinner with my parents was supposed to be a relaxing night to get away from everything. I had been wanting to write a story for the longest time but I had been stuck in a rut and my frustration was building. To remedy it I decided to go back to my hometown and visit my parents for a week. Today was the first day home and my parents cooked a lovely Cordon Bleu and amazing mashed potatoes but even this amazing meal couldn’t take my mind off writing a story.
As small talk with my parents continued they began to notice how out of it I was, my mother Clara placing her hand on mine. “Is everything alright sweetie? You seem a little preoccupied.” She tenderly asked, my dad Matt chimed in “C'mon Reed, you can tell us.” I couldn’t ever tell them that I was into the idea of people transforming and that I was preoccupied because I couldn’t write it.
I lowered my head in shame, lost in my thoughts when my mother spoke again “Yeah bro cmon you can tell us.” I snapped my head up to look at my mom after her odd choice of words. My mother's long brown hair had shrunk down to a short curly cut in the time my head was down. “Mom what happened to your hair?” She gave me and my dad an odd look “What do you mean bro? I’ve had this haircut since you were born.” I looked toward my dad but his body hair had seemingly disappeared, his skin baby smooth. “Yeah Reed, Carl’s hair was always like that. You feeling ok dude?” I stood up and walked into the kitchen to splash some water on my face.
I stood over the sink, affirming that something was wrong here. My thoughts were cut short by a hand gripping my ass cheek, causing me to yelp as they tossed the dishes in the sink. The figure whispered in my ear “Don’t worry babe, you’ll definitely feel better by the end of the night.” They nibbled on my ear lobe, my cock shooting to attention as the figure backed away. I spun around to see what looked like my mom walking away but her dress was strained by muscled broad shoulders. She turned her head and gave me a wink, her face still very clearly my mother's.
I splash water on my face and drink a couple of hand fulls before walking back to the dining room but it was empty. A yell echoed throughout the house and I ran to the source. I quickly found 2 people who sort of looked like my parents in the living room. The one who looked like my mom was examining her lower half, her dress had ripped from her now body-builder-like body, and her growing to a staggering 6’4” which toward over my 6’ tall body. She turned to me and my stomach dropped, she or should I say he had a large 12-inch cock that had the thickness of a coke can. Tried to look away but my mind was drawn to the thick slab of meat hanging from his body.
“He’s got a nice cock doesn’t he?” I break my vision away from my former mother towards my dad who was sitting on the sofa in a bulging Speedo. His hair had gone to a long curly blonde mop that cascaded down his buff shoulders. His entire body was completely hairless and nearly perfect and looked like that of a 20-year-old. Matt hopped up, smacking Carl's ass before walking outside toward the deck, waving for Carl and me to come outside with him. Carl started to walk outside but came back after noticing me standing sheepishly in the center of the room.
He walked up to me and lifted my chin till my eyes met his. He still looked like a manly version of my mother, a strange calm washing over me as stared into his beautiful ocean-blue eyes. A large hand fished its way into my pants and played with my rock-hard dick. I started to moan but they were quickly muffled by Carl planting his lips on mine, his tongue shooting into my mouth. I reached down and gripped his massive cock with both hands and started to stroke his monster till it stood at full attention. My dick twitched in his strong hands and spurted a decent sized load, soiling my pants.
I backed out of the kiss to catch my breath, however Carl quickly pulled me in for a bear hug. I took my hands off his cock and wrapped him in an embrace, rubbing his firm muscles as I melted into his strong arms. Carl picked me up in his arms holding me like a baby as he walked me outside and towards my parent's hot tub, my dad already stripping down to nothing. He walked over to us and longingly looked into my eyes, and in a strong yet soft voice he said “Aw look at little Peaches. Let’s get you out of these big boy clothes.”
Matt ripped my clothes off, leaving me completely nude with my cock standing at full attention. I tried to protest but Matt started stroking my dick and massaging my balls, quickly silencing my protest as squeaks escaped my mouth. They flexed their muscles as they laughed at my humiliating display. My cock leaked cum and quickly shrunk down to a shriveled nub.
Carl carried me to the hot tub and gently placed me down next to him as Matt stepped in. Carl reached down and started massaging my balls, them expanding in his hands and leaving them two swollen grapefruits but my cock stayed the same nub now permanently flaccid. Matt worked his cock until it reached its full 13 inch glory standing in front of Carl, nodding his head at the hunk. Carl gripped my sides as he positioned me over his cock, asking if I was ready. I shouted yes as he drove his cock into my hole causing me to gasp and the lack of pain and sheer pleasure it brought me.
I moaned like a bitch while with each pump from Carl my frame shrank down to a tiny 5’. My moans were cut off as Matt’s thick meat passed my lips and down my throat but I surprisingly didn’t choke. I took both cocks like a champ, working them like an expert slut as my hair turned a bright shade of fake red and flowed down, to my waist before being pulled back up and tied in a bun, adorned with butterfly clips. My facial hair fell out as my features smoothed, leaving my face a feminine version of its former self. Carl’s firm hands massaged my chest as silicone implants appeared on my chest, stretching the skin and leaving tight C cups on my feminine frame.
I felt both dicks twitch as I was filled to the brim with cum. My fate was sealed as my mind was erased and replaced with Peaches, these two hunks sissy plaything who was once their own son. The neighbors heard our yells of pleasure but they had grown used to it with the non-stop fucking that happened day in and day out. Eventually, I was released from my parent's meat rods, my little clitty dripping watery cum as I poured soap into the hot tub to hopefully clean it before throwing on my newly formed bikini top. “Daddy? Daddy?” The two hunks responded “Yes peaches” in unison. “You ready for round 2.” She teased, winking at the hunks whose cocks quickly rose back to attention. The only thing on my mind now was dick, lots of dick.
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