Chapter 8: Houseguests

Daniela’s hips thrust up and down her stiff clitty throbbing in anticipation of spurting her cream as she suckled greedily on the Nanny Hermosa’s left nipple. The Latina smiled warmly down upon her using her arm to hold her head tightly to her bosom, while she steadily slid her hand up and down on her girly pipe. It was the first of her morning milkings so it was always the strongest and her new nanny’s hands felt so good on her growing clitty. Even as she herself had grown shorter and shorter over the past three weeks, her member had grown. It was now nine inches in length and six inches thickness while she was a mere four feet tall now. Those would likely change once more when she went in for her weekly mud bath in two days. Even she stood next to the 5’6” Latina she found herself looking up to her, not to mention her daughters, both of whom were shorter than her two mommies.

“Come, let’s go meet Nanny Hermosa, Sweetie,” Mommy Charlotte had suggested taking her hand and leading her towards the lounge. Wearing a nice peach checked summer dress with fluffy underthings, her caged stiffness pushing up through a lace framed hole in the front, her wavy golden brown bob held in place by a slightly darker hair band that matched her collar, she chewed her bottom lip in anticipation as the pair made their way down the hallway. She found that her mommies preferred her hard rather than soft and had ensured her restraint allowed for that. Given that they controlled her orgasms, so long as she couldn’t touch herself it was simply more teasing in the end. The sissy had prepared herself for the sight of the wide waisted woman as the blonde lead her around the corner. What she was not ready for was who else would be with her.

Nanny Hermosa switched nipples and continued methodically jacking the sissy’s cock as her eyes lidded more in lust. A slight stirring at the door drew her attention and glancing over she could see her daughters standing there. Avery’s stomach was nicely curved. It was obvious that she had already been fed this morning and unless the nurse missed her guess, more than once. “Well, the three of them had been a lump in the bed when she and Lauren had gotten up,” she mused silently. “All the more for baby.”

The woman smiled warmly watching her youngest squirm uncomfortably in the clutches of her older sibling. She so enjoyed this family time her current assignment had afforded her. Even from across the room she could hear the methodical slithering of Allison’s beast of a cock in and out of the 15 year old’s ass. Her rhythm matched that of her left hand on the smaller member she stroked while her right teased the urinal duct below causing her sister to chew her bottom lip and dance foot to foot impatiently. “Don’t you dare piss,” she mouthed, warning her silently, eyes mocking her anxious daughter. Avery like all girls her age needed to learn discipline and obedience. The faster they got past that stage of adolescent rebelliousness the more freedom they would have in the end. She caught the eyes of her oldest and nodded pleasantly, implicitly granting her permission to continue edging the desperate futamute in her arms, then turned her attention back the sissy that lay bound before her recalling the first day she met both of her daughters.

The Florentino woman watched Avery’s tongue sneak out of her mouth and whet her lips as the thick, slimy brown snake coiled luxuriously on the sissy’s small cock. The girl with the caramel brown bob reached in and making sure her fingers were well coated with sludge began slowly sliding them up and down the trembling length intent in her purpose. To be sure her youngest had played with the other babies in the neighbourhood before and was good friends with the Heinrich girls so had access to their brood, but this was really the first time she had been a live-in assistant to her while actually training one.

She regarded her technique through the lenses of her glasses as she leaned over her shoulder. With one hand the girl maintained a steady stroke using her thumb to occasionally massage the muddy mushroom while with the other she gently fondled the filth caked balls below and occasionally the sissy’s peephole. She was so absorbed in her task that she didn’t notice the hand full of sludge approaching her mouth until her mother pushed the fudgy treat past her lips. Another soon followed and then a third but still her daughter kept to her rhythm. Hermosa then tilted her head upwards just as the last of Charlotte’s first length slid out of her ass and another began to emerge behind it. A quick glance upwards found the blonde’s watery blue eyes and a silent agreement. Adjusting her position slightly the university student moved back as the nurse pushed her daughter’s face into the older girl’s sludgy crevice and held it there with one hand while finding her young seven inch cock with the other.

“Such obedience,” the caregiver beamed privately, as her youngest child’s smooth swallowing fell in with the pace of her hand. “She is really developing well.” The 42 year old could feel the throbbing of the length she pumped as she urged it’s release and moments later the splattering of white on brown. “Push her cock into her stomach Sweetie,” she whispered into Avery’s ear, coaching her along. “Help her tummy make a wedge. That’s it, just like that.” Hermosa was impressed at how well her little one was handling the task even as she herself was subject to the fondling of her mother and being fed herself.

“Please Mom, please,” Avery whimpered, allowing herself to be teased, knowing that if she did more than occasionally twist or writhe she would draw her mother’s ire. Her bladder was bursting and she really needed to shit badly, but still Allison’s arms held her in place and urged her carnal desires higher and higher.

“Not yet Dear,” the eldest Florentino decided with a smile. “Daniela here hasn’t finished drinking all of Mommy’s milk yet.”

Ever since her mother had called her into her office to tell her that she and her sister would be moving into the Carlisle mansion, the 15 year old had redoubled her efforts to learn all she could about sissy infantilization and toilet training. She really had no idea up until then of the whys behind the different ways she could dominate another. After all, she was the youngest in the family and only one year out of the tank at that. It was natural that she would be the submissive. But over the past 19 days her eyes had been opened and she had relished her time mothering the progressively shrinking girly-boy. A Rubicon of sorts had been passed two nights ago, her sister had woke her up to witness it. And now as she danced upon the touch of that very girl’s fingers, sweating beading on her forehead, running in rivulets down her face, desperately trying to stave off the release of her own filth, she focused on that memory.