Chapter 46: Sisters ... And Others (Part 14)

Cirilla Furlan was full to bursting. First her younger sister Jerneja had fed her a large load of her filth and followed that up by flooding her windpipe in a deluge of piss. Revulsion screamed through her mind at the time, but somehow she felt compelled to allow her to do so; compelled to offer herself up as a toilet. As if that wasn’t bad enough, her sibling’s children had been next. First there had been Radana, a sandy blonde with green eyes. Apparently she was a junior at the local school. She had a lithe athletic figure, a little taller but not quite as curvy as her parent. But it didn’t make her any less full. Her stomach was well rounded when she sat on her face and rocked her lips apart.

Again, even as she her fledgling pipe was masturbated the self-loathing rose within her. But still her body obeyed the wishes of others and she devoured the muddy feast that was offered to her without pause. After her had come the second girl, Jagoda, a freckled redhead with blue eyes. She had every bit the belly bulge of the first, but seemed to still be finding herself when she encased her face in flesh. As her sludge oozed down her throat, her manner gradually changed from a slight apprehension, to comfort, to exuberance, and then finally to smugness. The 15 year old’s golden flow was given to her at speed. Even her best efforts couldn’t stop it from occasionally coming out her nose. She had actually risen a little early and drenched her face with the last, stinging her eyes as well as her pride.

And still the fingers on her new cock had not stopped their tease the entire time. In fact the others had taken turns bringing her to the precipice of her passion but holding her back from allowing her to fly each time. Her cheeks itched and her body glistened with sweat when they brought in the youngest, Dijana. By this time the struggle within her had faded. It wasn’t as if she had found her peace with her circumstance as much as she realized the futility of fighting against it.

The last’s beauty, laced with the uncertain intent of adolescence, presented a picture of gawky innocence. Her hair was tweed brown and fell upon her shoulders in a layered lob. When their gazes met for the first time, her large doe eyes peered at her with a mixture of curiousity and nervousness. The fullness of her midsection was more than the others and necessitated her being helped by her older sister and a pretty blonde girl across the room. When she turned around her crevice was widened for her by the others. She lowered herself and her rosebud expanded, revealing the tip of a luscious slimy log of filth. Cirilla’s lips slackened and parted in anticipatory resignation even as the touch of others began to build her lust anew.

“There we go Sweetie,” Jerneja cooed as the last found purchase within the first, “more shit for you to eat, more yummy fudge to fill you up.”

The soft tube of waste slid across her taste buds and reflexively her throat responded to this latest feeding. Dijana’s eyes locked into her own as if to ask if she was doing it correctly while she continued forcing her sludge into her mouth.

“Good girl,” Maria murmured into her other ear lightly tracing the tip of her finger around the slippery head of her cock. “Such a good girl you are being our toilet. It’s what you were meant to be all along isn’t it Cirilla, a good little toilet girl. Yes it is, a good little toilet girl for your family. A good little toilet girl who cums when she let’s others feed her their filth. Yes, yes you are.”

“And you love it now don’t you Ciri?” her sister prodded, her hand speeding up on her cock. “You were hated it when you ate mine, but you softened a little when you let Raddy make you her toilet, didn’t you? Then Jaggy sat on your face and you could begin to feel your resolve melt away. You started to feel the connection between your lust and this thing you once thought vile.”

“It isn’t anymore though, is it?” the doctor asked her own touch becoming more insistent. “Oh, we’ve teased and toyed with you for so long, yes we have and all you’ve ever wanted was to have an orgasm. A nice big orgasm. With your brand new cock. And now you are seeing how eating shit makes you so feel. The heat is building in you now, you can feel it rising, you’ve never cum with a cock before, but you know you need to. You need to cum just like you need to eat shit like a good little toilet girl. It’s what you were born to do Sweetie. You were born love eating shit so much it makes you cum. You were born to be a good little toilet girl”

“Faster,” Jerneja mouthed silently to the brunette perched on the face of her sister and with a nod she flexed her back and bore down.

The steady flow of filth suddenly turned into a flood of slime and once more the tactile torture intensified. Cirilla began to buck within her bonds even has she gulped desperately to push down her vital sustenance. She needed to cum, she really needed to cum. She had no idea what it would feel like, but she would eat all the shit they could feed her if she could only cum.

Dijana had been forcing her feces down the throat of her aunt for a few minutes now. She had given her a good amount, but she still had so much more to give. Raddy and Jaggy had moved in on either side of her, holding her close, playing with her cock, her tits, as the three of them peered over the first’s shoulders at their mother’s sister methodically serving the brunette above. This was so much different. She was usually on the bottom at home, at school. She was usually the one being fed.

Yes, she had experimented with other first years. All of her classmates had learned to have that hunger and sometimes away from her nest, her teachers, there was no one else around to feed them. It was then that they would cuddle together wherever they were and dip their heads deep into the crack of the other. In the theatre, in the bus, it didn’t matter. If they were overcome with need, the need was all that existed. But this, this what she was doing now, this was different. Her aunt was so much older than she was. And yet not only was she filling her stomach with filth, it seemed Aunt Cirilla was beginning to enjoy it. The trio watched the newly made futamute further submit to gorging on the slimy waste of the youngest. Their bodies melted together even more in their lust and their grins of giddy wonderment gradually grew into imperious smirks of gloating, self-assured arrogance.

“Getting close now aren’t we Baby,” her sibling uttered sensuously. “Getting close to cumming, yes you are. We know Baby, we know. We know you’ve needed to cum for so long, but we wanted to wait until Dijana here started to feed you. It’s so important that you become her willing little toilet girl. That you open your mouth for her whenever she wishes it. You know why Cirilla, do you know why lovely Dijana is so special? Let me tell you Sweetie,” she volunteered caressing her hair with her free hand while maintaining her stroke with the other. “Let me tell you why it is so important that you be her good little toilet girl.”

“I watched each of them grow in their tanks for years. I watched each emerge when it was their time. Radan two years ago, Jagoda 12 months later, and now Dijana only a few months ago,” she explained quietly. “I’m so proud of them all, they’ve all learned so much. Dijana is still learning of course, but you’re helping teach her sis, you really are.” She slid her arm around her sibling’s far shoulder, cradling her head, pushing it a little tighter to the teenager’s ass, a little further in. “But I can’t take all the credit. Radana is mine and so is Jagoda. They both came from one of my eggs. But Dijana, Dijana did not. No, she actually isn’t my daughter at all. And this is why we need you to cum so hard for us Sweetie, this is why we need you to cum and cum and cum for us right now. Dijana isn’t my daughter Ciri, no she is not. She is yours. Bred from the eggs you gave me for insurance all those years ago. She’s yours Sweetie, all yours.”

Cirilla’s world exploded. The girl who sat upon her face, whose shit was slithering across her tongue and down her throat into a stomach already overfull, the girl whose slimy sludge was bringing her to this carnal catharsis, the girl who was causing her to writhe frantically to the touch of others, the girl who was overwhelming her depraved senses, was her own.

“Cum Ciri,” Jerneja quietly urged holding her skull firm, her other hand now vigorously sliding up and down on her throbbing stock. “Cum while your daughter feeds you, be her good little toilet girl and cum for Dijana.”

And there it was. She had been freed. Her orgasm overwhelmed her consciousness and she felt her waves of ecstasy set her body tingling with each lusty thrust. Again and again and again, her release washed over her as she felt her cum geyser up from her fleshy fountain. Still more shit slithered across her taste buds, greedily gobbled down to fuel her passion. “Yes, yes,” she shrieked inwardly, pulses of euphoria inundating her body with each flex of her throat. She held her daughter’s eyes with her own even as she felt the stares of her cousin’s. Eagerly she succumbed to their wishes. Her desire and depravity wrapped themselves around each other in a sensual embrace of emotions. Her eyes glazed over as an inner mumuring bubbled up to the surface of her thoughts. “She was cumming while her daughter fed her, cumming while her daughter fed her lovely, slimy shit. Cumming. Cumming. Cumming. She was Dijana’s good little toilet girl.”

“Any idea what Mom and Aunt Baggi want?” Umika Shastri asked as the group traversed the floor and headed towards the stairs up to the office.

“No idea,” Caroline Sievers replied grabbing the rail as she started up. “She called down earlier to tell me to let her know when you got here so I did,” shrugged the buxom 62 year old.

EngInno Design’s receptionist had been around as long as Indira’s oldest daughter could remember. She was a part of the company when the Shastri’s came on board many years ago. The graying beauty was an institution at the company. The music teacher had fed from her rounded ass more than once over the years. It was every bit as big as her mother’s. The two of them had even tag teamed her a couple times when she was much younger. The two toned brunette smiled inwardly as she watched the old woman’s hips sway with each step. “She hadn’t lost a thing.”

“I’m not seeing Nooni on the floor,” Ramana remarked herding her younger relatives Oorjita and Nithanya ahead of her behind her aunt. “I usually report to her and she isn’t at her desk.”

“Don’t know what to tell you Dear,” the Sievers woman called back over her shoulder. “The boss said to bring you all up, so I am.”

“Well, I hope this doesn’t take too long,” the 35 year old pondered, “the girls and I wanted to hit the gym a bit later, work up a bit of a sweat.”

“While there were similarities with the third generation of Shastri girls, their differences were apparent” Ramana noted to herself as she followed the other two. She was apprenticing for the second year under her grandmother and was actually the shortest of the three at 5’6”. Her grey eyes hid behind a pair of glasses and was well aware of the contrast they presented with her long dark mahogany red hair. Oorjita, a sophomore, was just down the road at Creative Research Group. Her watery blue gaze complimented her long honey brown do. Lastly was Nithanya, who had yet to list her preferences for community service. As tall as the second despite being a year younger, her long strands were even lighter, a duet of caramel brown and honey blonde. Her colouring brought out the innocence of her large chestnut orbs. That said, the Shastri’s had been diligent in their breeding requests. The three seed mothers, Emory Riddell, Ophélie Langevin, and Alexandria Richfield respectively were all well endowed and it showed on the trio. None of the first two generations were larger than Ramana though a few of the next could top her. And Oorjita, her aunt once removed, as well as Nithanya, her second cousin, could well surpass her.

“I really need to work on my legs,” the 15 year old informed the youngest. “I want to see if I can make alternate for the relay on the swim team this time out. You going to try out?”

“Iinca has been showing me some wrestling moves in her spare time,” the other replied as they started to climb. “She thinks I can be a good wrestler. She lettered in it when she went to LPI. And we’re both already in the school band so...”

“Blinds are down,” mused the secretary as she reached the top, pausing to wait for the others to ascend.

“The mystery deepens,” Umika smiled, stopping to clean her glasses.

“We all set girls?” the fading blonde queried rhetorically once they were all on the mezzanine. “Well, Baggi said straight away,” she related over her shoulder after stepping to the door. Knocking, she then turned the knob. “Let’s not keep her waiting.”

“Tak” Gitte Vesterberg thanked in her native tongue as Karla Larsen drizzled more Beanstalk between her and Vivien’s cleavage.

“Værsgo,” the other Dane replied with a smile as the two peered down between the four mashed together mammaries. The cock of her former husband, slowly being made over to be her third daughter was now peeking up in the gap provided by the four fleshy mounds, it’s crown glistening with oil and pre-ejaculate.

“She’s really starting to lengthen,” ‘Birdie’ Tamm observed from the other side of the chair the tall mahogany red haired woman sat in while she fucked the shorter blonde futamute.

“Soon we’ll see how instinctive she has become,” nodded Alva as the two looked over the basketball coach’s shoulder. “Geez the woman has stamina,” she then muttered. “How long has she been going now?”

“40... 45 minutes?” the Estonian speculated looking up at the clock.

“She’s always been able to hold her churn,” the clinic’s administrator informed the young doctor. “We had a hell of a time saturating her the first time. It took six feedings before she finally gave it up. I see you got our girl to lactate,” she then remarked glancing at the nearby computer screen.

“It wasn’t much relatively speaking,” the pixie haired physician reported, “especially given her size. I mean she is 34 C now and she’ll grow more yet with the regimen. But she did produce milk, so the upgrades in the chems that CRG developed are working.”

“Doesn’t it usually take a lot longer than that?” the dentist asked. “I’ve been a part of a few of these over the years. I don’t ever recall any of the males that undergo futamutation lactating so quickly. Hell, I even remember when you couldn’t get them to lactate at all.”

“Well look, this is still quite new and to some degree experimental,” the older doctor explained. Vivien here could be a one off. I mean the breast growth has been quite impressive as well compared to some others. She got to 34 C quite quickly. I think only the Kersey girl developed as fast and we didn’t have Milkmade 2.0 then.”

Gitte smiled at the compliment about her staying power as she continued to grind her beast into the ass of her husband cum daughter. The crinkling and crackling of lubricated flesh sliding through lubricated flesh above and below provided a pleasant chorus in the background of their conversation. Since Birdie and Alva had strapped the two of them together in the nursing harness a lot of the physical strain had been lifted from her back. As short as Vivien was, she still was a bit of a load. She looked forward to her further infantilization when she would start to resemble the other sissy babies who had grown smaller over time.

But at least now her arms weren’t wrapped around the other because they had to be. It was a much more comfortable, a much more pleasant experience for her and for the baby. No, now she embraced her youngest because she wanted to give her love and affection. Her left breast was nearly empty, matching the relative slackness of the right. Closer and closer Vivien’s cock crept. She hadn’t noticed yet its advance, her blue pools looking up adoring at the lavender ones as she suckled. The slippery stock between their breasts kissed the cheek of her little girl with each up thrust of her meat into pussy in training. She smiled down at her and thumbed her lips from her nipple.

“Mommy is empty my love,” she cooed, “but she has something else for you to suck on, yes she does.” The 39 year old gently nudged the head of her little one towards the middle until the head of her cock greased her lips. “You love sucking cock don’t you Sweetie,” she urged quietly. “You do, don’t you? You remember from your dream, yes you do,” she guessed reading the expression on Vivien’s face, her lust rising. She started gently pushing on the back of her skull each time her cock delved deeply from below and was rewarded when he new daughter’s pucker parted instinctively for the fleshy intruder. “Suck the cock Baby, suck the cock and make your clitty feel good,” she murmured knowing that in her state and in their position, the little blonde would likely not understand they were one and the same. It would be something she would teach her later, that everyone else had a great big cock, but that she had a little clitty, even if they looked the same. Gitte relaxed and began to let herself begin to build. The length of her meaty muscle glided effortlessly up and down in the pussy of her new little girl which propelled the other’s member on the same path between their breasts and further into her mouth. “Deeper now Sweetie, take it deeper, take the lovely cock deep into your mouth, take it all the way down,” she coached softly as her pace increased.

She cradled short golden blonde haired head and held it close as she started slamming in and out of rosebud with vigor. She was bobbing up and down on the cock on her own now, but she left her hand on the back of her head anyway. She loved the feel of instinctive obedience. She would train her well, her little girl. She would train her to be a very good baby, to always do as she was told, yes she would. Faster and faster she thrust, knowing her momentum was echoing through the body of the other. She could hear the mewls of her little sissy as she closed in on her own glory. Hands touched her shoulders and back wanting to offer support while siphoning a bit of the passion from the pair for their own gratification, but Gitte was in her own world now, in her own world with her new daughter Vivien.

“Mommy’s going to cum now Sweetie,” she panted robustly fucking the sissy’s ass, “Mommy’s going to fill her baby’s pussy with lovely cream. Mommy would like for her baby to cum when she does. Would Baby Vivien like to cum with Mommy? Would she like to make big spurties when Mommy does?” The Vesterberg woman could see the look of wide eyed desperation on her former husband’s face as she succumbed to her lust. Cum Sweetie, cum now with Mommy, fill your mouth up with cream. Cum now Sweetie, CUM NOW!” she urged with a grunt as her own load started jetting upwards in long think volleys.

The blue eyed sissy moaned and the mahogany haired futamute felt the cock sliding between their breasts begin to spasm. Their mutual release sent her to even greater heights. Up and down the two erupting lengths slid, in and out of their fleshy prisons of lust. This had been something she had been looking forward to for nearly a decade, transforming her husband into her little baby girl. And now as Baby Vivien was filled full of cum from both ends, Gitte felt the mother/daughter bond forming between them getting deeper and deeper.