CONTENT WARNING: This work of erotic fiction features the use of bodysuits to allow a male character to done the likeness of a female character. Other Content Includes, but are not limited to: Incest, Identity Thief/Impersonation, Both implied and non-implied acts of non-Consensual Sex, Futanari (Characters with female appearances and both male and female genitalia), abuse (physical and emotional)

Victoria remained exhausted from the night before. She was down to her last clean pair of panties, but even that seemed to no longer be the case as she could feel its dampness press against her crotch.

Thoughts of the last couple of days had kept her awake, and even after she finally fell asleep, those thoughts continued into her dreams.

She reached for her phone, hoping it would be on the nightstand where she usually placed it before bed. It wasn’t there.

Without her phone or her laptop, she didn’t even know what time it was. And without anything to distract her, she could only think about her mother.

Her mother was always so kind to her. If Victoria wanted something, all she had to do was ask, and her mother would get it for her. Her mother was always so proud of her, and when she bought new clothes, her mother would always mention how beautiful she looked.

When she graduated high school at the top of her class, she thought her mother would always take care of her, and she would never have to work hard or worry about the future.

But after yesterday, it didn’t feel like that anymore.

Victoria let out a heavy sigh. One just as heavy as her chest as she exhaled. She didn’t want to think about her mother right now. She could already see her nipples poke against the fabric of her tank top.

She wanted to stop thinking about her mother, but without anything to distract herself with, she could only think about touching herself again. Sliding her fingers into her wet cunt.

If only Emily were here. Emily, let me feel those innocent lips of yours against my naughty Mommy-loving pussy.

When Victoria first met her girlfriend, she was bright, cheerful, and innocent. She would always wear white tops and dresses as if she were flaunting her purity.

Victoria hated how everyone was charmed by Emily when they should have been looking at her.

They only felt sorry for her because of her parents. That’s what Victoria told herself, anyway.

When Emily’s slutty tits swelled like balloons after they entered high school, Victoria knew she had to make Emily hers. She would take that pure and stuck-up maiden and break her, taint her, keep her in a cage, and call Emily hers.

By senior year, everyone knew Emily belonged to Victoria. Her friends, the teachers, and even onlookers could only watch in envy that she had something they could never attain.

God, Emily, if you don’t start putting out soon, I don’t think I’ll be able to stop myself anymore. If only I had a dick to rape you with…

Victoria thought of all the things she would do to Emily tomorrow. She would break her to the point where she’d stop talking about silly things like getting a job or going to college.

Victoria slid her panties off and reached for the dildo sleeping in her nightstand. The sizable dark dragon dick was usually kept in her closet, but after last night, she started leaving it in her nightstand to get to it quickly instead of hiding it each time.

She pressed her silicone dragon dick against her labia, riding along its shaft while using her other hand to rub just above her clit, coaxing it out of hiding.

As her clitoris peaked out of its hood, Victoria ran the length of her dildo against it until the tip poked her lips.

“Mmm…” Victoria released a soft moan into the cool air.

As the tip entered her pussy, she felt dirty. She was becoming more accustomed to its size. She needed something more.

Damn it, Emily. If only you weren’t such a slut. Always teasing me. You used to preach about waiting until marriage, but then you go sending me those lewd and nude pics out of the blue. And that strip tease! I wish I could have finished it.

Just before her mother confiscated her phone, Emily had been sending her pictures of all the lingerie Victoria had bought for her but would never wear—along with pictures of her fingering herself while pressing her tits against a mirror.

Ugh! This isn’t enough… The minutes passed, but Victoria still felt her orgasm was so far away.

That’s when an idea crossed her sex-driven mind. Joshua wouldn’t be home for a few more days, and he had a computer in his room. It was a poorly thought-out plan fueled by her desire to cum.

She didn’t even bother putting her panties back on. Content that the house was quiet enough, and she was too eager to think anything else through. She looked down the hall toward her mother’s bedroom. She didn’t see her mother and quickly strode to her brother’s bedroom.

If her mother caught her now, there would be no way for her to explain why she was dressed in only her tank top with liquid dripping from her cunt down her leg while holding a dildo close to her chest.

As she reached the door to her brother’s bedroom, she knew it couldn’t be locked. Their mother wouldn’t let Joshua have a lock on his door like Victoria had. He wasn’t even allowed to keep his door closed while he was home.

Similarly, Victoria was easily able to log into his computer. Deina didn’t allow her son to have a password on his computer. She wanted to be able to check on her son and make sure he wasn’t doing anything indulgent or indecent.

Never mind that the computer was bought with Joshua’s own hard-earned money that he saved up by writing fantasy stories.

Victoria thought it was asinine that anyone would pay for the trash her stupid brother would write. It’s only about dumb anime girls with disgustingly shaped tits meant to cater to even more disgusting men. That is what she told herself, anyway.

Victoria opened an incognito window and logged into her social media accounts. She was immediately greeted by messages from all her followers; vain girls, simps, and sycophants.

Many of them asked where she had been, and some were a brief ‘good riddance,’ but she ignored all of them and went straight for her DMs with Emily.

Victoria was finally able to enjoy her girlfriend’s strip tease. Emily had never acted this way before, and seeing that innocent girl descending into becoming the bimbo Victoria always knew her to be excited her more.

Emily unclasped the white lace bra from her back while holding the cups in place with her arm.

Sliding the straps from her shoulders, she pushed against the bra, sliding it slowly up her chest until her breasts finally dropped. Victoria watched, transfixed by Emily as she leaned forward, rocking her shoulders, forcing her heavy bimbo tits to sway back and forth.

She softly placed her svelte hands against her breasts, rolling her thumb against her perky pink nipples, causing them to stiffen before giving her boobs a firm squeeze.

Victoria couldn’t wait to have Emily squirming in her hands.

***

Joshua spent his morning in the kitchen. He was dressed in a one-piece skirt that came up to his plump, motherly thighs and a white apron over it.

Simple housewife fashion.

While he enjoyed his kitchen work, he also enjoyed watching his little sister from his phone. Her sexual desires had completely taken over his little sister's mind, that she didn’t even question how she was able to log into her accounts without the authentication sent to her phone.

Joshua was more than happy to help his sister get off and accepted the logins from his sister’s phone. He then turned his webcam on to watch his little sister play with herself.

Alas, he could solely focus on his sister’s indulgences. In between stealing a few glances at his phone and groping his own motherly body, Joshua was in the middle of baking cookies and preparing tea.

He always wanted to enjoy baking since he sat in during a home economics class while still in school. It was also a common trope in anime involving cute girls doing cute things.

He loved preparing the ingredients, mixing the batter, and feeling the fulfillment of making something other people are meant to enjoy. Something else that his mother robbed him of.

Deina believed that baking wasn’t something a young man like Joshua should be doing. Only his mother and sister were allowed to. And his mother would only bake for herself and Victoria.

Instead, he was forced to focus on his financial studies and management classes his mother sent him to alongside his high school studies.

But right now, he was Deina. This was his house and his kitchen. He could make full use of the well equipped kitchen his mother spent too much money on.

It was a different experience than using the cooking class’s equipment, which prioritized efficiency, or the kitchen at Rodgers's house, which was filled with chemistry equipment.

Deina spared no expense on what she filled her kitchen with. The mixer could be programmed to get a perfect consistency, and the oven’s control system meant the heat would be distributed evenly. And after the timer went off, the temperature would reduce on its own, keeping the cookies warm without overcooking them.

With the cookies in the oven and the water for the tea placed on the oven to boil, Joshua was able to get around to preparing something he’s wanted to do for a while.

If any of the neighbors saw what Joshua was doing right now, they would see one of the neighborhood MILFs leaning back into her chair while watching her daughter getting off to porn in her son’s bedroom.

Deina massaged her milk-filled breasts. It was just like when she was pregnant with Victoria. She slid the straps of her one-piece off her shoulder and exposed her cow tits. Her large nipples were swollen from the milk dribbling down her areola.

He loved pretending that he was Deina. That it was his mother in the kitchen right now is such a compromising state.

The sensitivity of his mother’s nipples caused his fake breasts to produce milk even faster. Joshua had prepared an automatic milk pump and attached it to his breasts.

He leaned further back into his chair and saw his skirt pitched up like a tent. With his hands free, he hiked the skirt up and circled a finger around the base of his cock. The tip of his nurturing finger ran along his glistening cunt.

Just like her daughter(little sister), Deina(Joshua) wasn’t wearing any panties.

Deina raised her leg onto the table and wrapped her gentle and caring fingers around her son’s penis, stroking it before gliding her fingers against the head.

“Ahh~” Joshua bit down on his plump painted lips but couldn’t hold back the soft feminine moans of the mature woman he was now. He released his lips, and the low moan from his mother’s voice caused his dick to twitch in his hands.

The pump milking him like a cow sent shivers up and down his body, and he could feel a pressure building in his lower abdomen. His affectionate and motherly hand coaxing the baby batter from his dick.

He focused on the electric feeling coursing through his body and his sister stuffing herself with her dildo.

Quickly reaching for the creamer pitcher, he shot load after ropy load into the elegantly crafted porcelain pitcher. It was the most Joshua had ever cum before.

He placed the pitcher back on the table, but his mother’s erotic body wasn’t done yet. Just as he dropped his guard, he could feel his pussy hugging around the base of his cock.

She still wanted more.

His mother’s orgasm tightened around his dick as he curled his toes and held onto the chair. Pulling his dick slid along his mother’s sensitive walls as he pulled his dick back into himself—something he was getting better at.

A second—third orgasm… women were meant to be this way, the way I am right now.

Fantasies ran through Joshua’s mind.

With a bodysuit like this, he could be anyone he always wanted to be. His favorite character, his favorite cosplayer, or even one of the other stuck-up women in his neighborhood.

He’d wear their body and go to cosplay events, clubs, and housewife meetings. He could find a cute femboy or hot cosplayer and try to seduce them while wearing someone else’s appearance.

The thought of using his mother’s appearance to get close to Charlotte Harper, one of the other housewives, getting them alone, ruining his mother’s reputation, and breaking another snobbish and overprivileged whore all at once.

As the afterglow subsided, Joshua returned to his senses. The pump had long since made his nipples tender and sore.

He turned the pump off and mixed the milk into the cum filled creamer before setting it next to the sugar jar.

The small table Deina and her daughter used for tea time was coming together nicely. Joshua placed the cookies onto a three-tier dessert stand along with a custard pie and an assortment of chocolates.

Just as he finished preparing the tea set and placing a cozy over the teapot, the doorbell chimed through the house.

A smile twisted across Deina’s kind and loving face.

Joshua greeted his two guests at the door and led them to the parlor where the tea and sweets had been set.

“Thank you for having me over, Deina.” Charlotte smiled as she tanked her host. The middle-aged woman was elegantly dressed in a one-piece similar to Joshua's and wore her hair in a French braided bun.

“Not at all, Charlie. You went out of your way to bring my daughter’s girlfriend over for her date. Honestly, dear. I don’t know how you deal with my daughter sometimes. She invites you over but doesn’t even bother picking you up.”

Emily gave a bitter smile as she looked down at her teacup. “It’s already Mrs. Worthy. It was a little impromptu, and Victoria said she needed to prepare. I just thought I would surprise her.”

Just as the ladies settled in, Victoria hurried down the stairs with a hamper in her hands. She froze in place, realizing the three women were staring at her.

Her paranoia was all over the place. She slowly reached for the hem of the oversized shirt she changed into, hoping none of them saw she wasn’t wearing any panties.

“M-mom, you did tell me we’d have gues today.” Victoria continued her descent, albeit slower, to not kick up the hem of her shirt.

“I tried to, dear, but you didn’t answer when I came to your room earlier. It’s your fault for inviting Emily over.”

Victoria searched her memories. She didn’t recall planning a date today. She didn’t have her phone or her laptop. She didn’t know if today was special or just another day.

“I sent you a DM earlier when you were online, and you told me to come over,” Emily said softly.

Victoria was confused. She convinced herself she must have been so absorbed that such a conversation happened, but that was supposed to be in her imagination.

“Young lady, how were you online?” Her mother’s voice brought her back to reality. “Honestly, what am I going to do with you?”

“Was your daughter always like this, Deina? I never took young Vivi to be such a ragamuffin.”

The two housewives turned their attention to each other, making vain passes at one another at Victoria’s expense. Emily listed while enjoying her bitter tea and sweet cookies.

For the first time in her life, Victoria was choking on her own words. The three ladies laughing and gossiping in front of her—about her.

Victoria grasped the hamper and did her best to work up her nerve. “I-I’m going to… p-put this in….”

“Ugh, really, dear, how long do you plan on standing there dressed like that? Hurry up and do whatever you were going to do, and get dressed.”

***

Tears were streaming from Victoria’s face. She fell to her knees and buried her face into the side of her bed.

It’s not fair. It’s not fair. Why is this happening to me? Victoria repeated those words in her mind. Even Emily didn’t come to her defense. Her girlfriend always told her she’d love and support her, always.

But she just sat there while her mother and her mother’s best friend laughed at her.

As she cried into her bed, her wails muffled by the memory foam, a soft and gentle hand caressed her asscheek. Victoria looked behind her to see her mother with a consoling smile as she comforted her.

“M-mom?” Victoria did her best to reign in her tears.

“You’ve been up here for a long time, dear. Mommy was getting worried about you. Charlie went home some time ago, but Emily is still waiting for you.”

Victoria had no idea how long she’d been in her room. To think that so much time had passed with her crying. But her mother was here. The mother she loved was here to make things better.

Her mother sat next to her on the bed. Deina gracefully placed a hand against her crotch, pushing her dress between her thighs before closing her legs.

Deina embraced her daughter as the two sat on the bed together. Her mother smelled nice. It was a delicate fragrance that Victoria had known for as long as she could remember.

As the two embraced, Victoria could feel something damp coming through her shirt. Her mother had started to lactate.

“Mom?” she asked, feeling confused.

“Oh my,” Deina giggled to herself before unbuttoning the neckline of her dress and sliding the shoulder down her arm. She wasn’t wearing a bra, and Victoria could plainly see the dribble of milk beading on her mother’s teat.

Victoria didn’t understand. Her mother shouldn’t be nursing anymore, but she was lactating milk right before her. She could feel her dry throat for the first time.

“I used to breastfeed you when you were just a baby. Anytime you would cry, Mommy would always be there for you.” Dein stroked her daughter's hair and guided her onto her lap. Victoria’s face was so close she could smell the sweet milk.

Victoria reached out with her lips and suckled her mother’s tit. The warm milk felt comforting to her.

Deina purred from the pleasure of her daughter’s soft lips around her areola. Victoria would occasionally press her teeth down to coax more of her mother’s milk, and Deina would let out a soft, motherly moan.

Victoria soon released her mother’s nipple with a popping sound causing her mother to release a delightfully deep moan that told Victoria she did a good job.

“Did I do good, Mommy?”

“You did wonderful, dear. Mommy should reward you.” Deina shifted her legs slightly from under her daughter, and Victoria could feel something poking against her back.

Victoria pulled back from her mother.

Deina stood from the bed and hicked her skirt, revealing a large, flesh-colored dildo with a pair of testicles attached to a black strap-on harness. “Do you like it, sweety? Mommy’s surprise.”

The veins and shape looked too realistic to Victoria. She’s only seen a real one in videos before, but it was even more magnificent than the mear toy she was using before.

“W-why do you have that, Mom?” Victoria said nervously, anxiously, as she gulped down her anticipation.

“I wish Mommy could have seen it sooner. It’s because Mommy didn’t raise you correctly that you turned out this way, and now Mommy needs to do things to you—for you.”

Victoria’s sopping wet cunt was still hungry.

“I’m sorry I was a bad mother. It’s because of me that you turned into a horrible daughter.”

Victoria shuddered.

“I’ll train you better so you can become a good girl Mommy can love again.”

Victoria could feel her chest tighten. She wanted her mother’s love more than anything. Before she realized what she was doing, she crawled on her bed toward her mother.

I’ve been bad. Mommy is sad because of me, and I need to make her happy. I need Mommy’s love.

She brushed a lock of hair behind her ear as she brought her lips to her mother’s dick.

“Ah~ Even though I didn’t tell you, you already knew what to do,” Victoria kissed along her mother’s shaft, causing it to shudder. “You are a smart girl.”

Victoria took her mother’s balls into her hands, massaging them as she’s seen other girls do online. She craved her mother’s praise. She wanted more.

Deina placed her hands on her daughter’s head. She guided Victoria to the tip. Her daughter licked the leaking synthetic pre-cum before accepting her mother.

She savored her mother’s warm dick rubbing against the soft flesh of her cheeks and pressing down her throat.

Deina’s muscles convulsed, and the grip on her daughter tightened. Without any warning, Deina came into her daughter’s throat. She forced all ten inches down her daughter’s throat and released her synthetic cum.

Victoria panicked and tried to push back against her mother.

“Drink all of it… Ah~ This is… Mommy’s love… you need to drink all of it.”

Victoria did as her mother said, drink up every last drop. As her mother finished, she slowly slid the length of the strap-on out of her daughter’s mouth.

“Say ah~ for Mommy. She needs to make sure you drank all of it. Victoria looked up at her mother with a smile and opened her mouth wide while sticking her tongue out.

Deina smiled proudly, placing her hand on her cheek. “My, such a good girl.”

I’m a good girl. The Mommy in front of me called me a good girl.

Deina leaned her daughter onto her back before spreading Victoria’s legs. “It’s your turn now, dear. You need to cum for Mommy.”

Victoria’s excitement was soaking her bed. Deina grabbed her daughter by her hips and pulled her toward her. Victoria’s heart raced as she looked past her breasts to see her mother’s dick slap against her stomach.

The tip reached just beneath her navel.

Deina slid the length along her daughter’s labia and lined the head against her quivering lips.

Victoria could feel herself splitting apart. “I-it’s so big….”

“This is just the tip, sweety. You need to do your best for Mommy.” Victoria nodded as her mother pushed further into her. The empty sadness she was feeling before was being filled by her mother.

Her mother filled the growing void from before as her dick rubbed against her deepest, most inner self.

Victoria’s face was flush, and her eyes looked like hearts rolling back as she made a lewd face. Her mother placed a hand on her boobs, gently massaging one as the palm of her hand rubbed against Victoria’s pink nipple.

“You’re so beautiful.” Her mother said in a kind and gentle voice. Victoria clenched the bedsheets with her slender fingers and wrapped her legs around her mother as her body tightened.

Mommy called me beautiful. The me right now is beautiful. I have to be beautiful for Mommy.

Deina fucked her daughter senseless. She could feel the tip of her dick teasing her daughter’s womb.

Victoria had never felt this way before. She used to be so proud, proud that she was better than those common whores. But now she was making the same sounds—moaning shamelessly for her mother.

“Mommy, your dick is so good~,” Victoria said while gasping between breaths.

“Do you like Mommy’s dick? Your pussy is squeezing it so tightly. Mommy can feel your love tightly wrapping around her futa dick.”

“I’m cumming, Mommy. Your dick is making me cum!”

“Cum with Mommy. Let her fill you with all her love~!”

Victoria’s mind went blank as she was pushed further than ever before. Her mother’s warm love filled her up. Her mother’s white purity was overflowing and mixing with her own expression of love.

Deina pulled out of her daughter and allowed the cream pie to leak onto her daughter’s bedsheets. “Now clean yourself up, dear. You don’t want to keep Emily waiting.”

Victoria absorbed her mother’s words slowly as she savored the afterglow. She inhaled deeply as she tried to catch her breath, and her heart still pounded.

She ran her fingers along the ooze pouring from her cunt and brought it to her face to examine it. As the scent reached her cute button nose, she couldn’t help but slide her cum coated fingers into her mouth.

As the fog over her thoughts started to clear, she smiled as she could finally hear her first coherent thought.

Mommy still loves me.