There was a distant sound, barely piercing the darkness. Immured with satisfaction and relief, Vera was in no rush to perceive anything. Unfortunately, the sound wanted to be heard, a voice. A smell then began to fill her void of senses, not exactly sweet, hard to place. But it made her mind and body spur, firing up chemicals, opening the door to memories.

The black scaled dragoness groaned before opening her eyes, stretching out her arms and legs as ivory forelimbs shivered. She was awake, for better or worse, but damn that felt like the best sleep of her life. A few more parts of her body checked in, senses, awareness. She found a subtle stirring within her nethers, and a wet feeling smushed to her snout. Finally opening her eyes, the eighteen year old saw her mother. And not just the snowy scaled matron, gorgeous with motherly plush and curves that showed off her white and gray tones smattered with the same spots Vera inherited. 

No, Vera was looking right into Halcyon’s pussy. Well, specifically the clit, since this wasn’t a full face grind. In a moment of confusion, Vera didn’t know why only her nostrils were shoved into the slick mons. Then a blush and bout of surprise, for she should have wondered what was going on instead of wondering why her mouth wasn’t being used instead. Thankfully, the cheery tone of her mother answered what she should have asked.

“Ah, finally awake~! Gosh, you just conked out yesterday! Missed dinner entirely, and we could hear the snoring from downstairs. Of course, we really missed having you in our bed, sweetie. But you must be hungry, so let’s get to breakfast!”

Just as Vera was about to lift her head, thicc thighs locked around her skull, holding her in place at her parent’s crotch. An unsure gaze sent up to the mother’s face revealed that lustful look of a smile and lidded eyes. “But first, dear…”

Already able to see where this was going, Vera folded her ears back and sent her tongue out to start working the wet snatch before her. Only to sputter with wide eyes and ears canted in confusion when a little bap from Hal’s palm hit her forehead. “I appreciate the eagerness dear, but that’s not what I meant. I just wanted to have a quick talk.”

Keeping her head pinned, Hal rolled her hips away to fully retract any contact her nethers had with her child’s face. The voluptuous woman giggled at the sight a bit, the flustered teens head coming from the soft embrace of her thighs. “You look cute like that dear. Oh! One moment, sorry to delay.” Halcyon then pulled a phone out from somewhere, and held it before the girl, an audible click sounding. “I keep forgetting to keep up with the family photo album! We’ll take care of that later though. So.” The woman’s last words were spoken with a surprising air of seriousness, the needy features swapping to intent. “Vera. You masturbated last night.”

With a sharp inhale that threatened to fog her mind since only Hal’s scent was drawn in, Vera realized that she was still laying on the bed where she passed out. Even the purple dildo was still in her ass now that she really noticed. How had she missed that? It was pretty obvious, but things were just so… right when she woke up. Oh fuck, even the nipple clamps were still on! Blushing harder, “Y-Yes…?” She confirmed, unsure where the talk was going.

“You used the items I bought you.” Hal simply stated.

Vera tried to nod first, only to realize that her mom’s legs had a pretty good grip on her skull. “Yeah.”

“Did you cum?” Was the first question the mother asked. 

Eyes flitting around as they were suddenly unable to meet the much more serious adult’s, “Uhhh… yes?”

A moment as the stern look of the parent bore right into Vera’s soul, before Halcyon exploded back into that giddiness. “That’s so good to hear! I was beginning to think you’d never even use the vibrator! This is great! Masturbation is a natural and important part of your sex drive, I’m so happy to see you doing it on your own!”

The younger dragoness’s ears tilted out as far as they could go in confusion. “You’re… happy?”

There was sheer glee in the matron’s tone. “Of course! I wouldn’t buy you the vibrator just to be angry if you used it? Ooh, tell me, tell me, how was it?”

As if being in a headlock by your mother’s thighs after being woken up by snorting her pussy wasn’t awkward enough, this was almost worse somehow. “…good?”

“Oh c’moooon~! Gimme details! How’d you do it?” Halcyon asked, leaning in like a kid hearing the best story of their lives. “You just cum once? Or a whole bunch? You certainly look like you experienced a marathon!”

Vera needed to compose her thoughts for a moment, struggling to even remember fine details from that night. “Umm… I think… Three times? I d-don’t really… I wasn’t thinking…”

“Of course you weren’t thinking! Who thinks while you’re getting off? It’s supposed to be a time where you just turn your brain and logic off to experience bliss. And lemme guess, that vibrator gave bliss like none other?”

Not learning her lesson of trying to nod while in the thigh-lock, Vera attempted to shake her head with similar results. “I mean… kinda? It was good, but the last one… I think the last one was… something else. Special.” The sheer level of fluster and shyness on the girl’s face was nearly comedically offset by the thick thighs squishing around her. “For the last one, I, uh, didn’t use it. The vibrator.”

“Oh! What’d you use?” Halcyon said, genuine delight and intrigue lighting up her already bright scales. 

“Just… the dildo.” The daughter said, unable to meet her parent’s nearly glowing eyes. “I guess the nipple clamps were still on too, but…”

Halcyon took a moment, before her already gleeful irises widened in starstruck awe, a drawn out gasp of excitement echoing around the room. And incredulous, “No!” Followed next. “You… You… only anal!? Vera! Sweetie! I’m so fucking proud of you~! My precious girl, getting off to slamming her ass! You’ve come so far, so fast! You are definitely getting a special breakfast! Pancakes or waffles?”

The matron’s excitement was almost overwhelming, Vera coughing a bit as the thighs around her head squeezed tighter unconsciously. “H-How about… French toast?”

“Ooooh! Great idea sweetie!”

—

“She toyed her ass? All by herself?” Xavier asked, nearly incredulous. It was played up a touch, as the mature dragon hunk washed dishes. A warm chuckle from the man who shared Vera’s colors and patterns, “Our little buttslut is growing up so fast.” He teased, bringing a giggle from the shapely woman manning the stove. One dirtied the kitchen tools, one cleaned them before they even sat for a second.

Their eighteen year old daughter, though, was stuck at the table, hiding her face in her hands as her parents talked about her little anal adventure last night in the open. More awkwardness passed, but Vera paid it little heed. She was more focused on the upcoming food, and contemplating why there was more embarrassment when they were talking about her, rather than groping and touching her. Before she knew it, a plate was set before her, a parent on either side.

“Bon appetit, Vera~!” Halcyon called out, proud of her culinary creations. Xavier pat her shoulder tenderly. “You’ve earned it. Hell, you’ve earned a week of all-out cooking. You’ve taken to this much better than we could’ve hoped, we’re so proud of you.”

The red under her cheek scales blossomed not out of awkwardness for the first time this morning. “Thanks.” She said rather blandly, but her mind was soaring amid the validation. “Thank you both for having me.”

Sharing a look with grins that might have been a little too sharp for an outside observer, they both doted on her a little more. “Of course. You’re putting effort in for us, we have to put some in for you. You chose to live as our toilet, and we couldn’t be happier. Especially to see you so happy with your new life.”

The mother’s tone chimed right into her ear. “And the fact you’ve taken to this life almost eagerly, you deserve every ounce of happiness and pleasure you feel. There’s a lot more of it to cum~” Bending down to peck her child on the cheek, the matron giggled before letting out a more serious sigh. “But there’s also more work to come. And it starts today.”

“Oh.” Vera said, rather instinctually. “Alright.” It was only fair. She still had barely performed any of the duties they’d outlined before. Only the nudity, anal use, and recent oral service was under her wing. “What’s, uh, next?” She asked, surprisingly confident in her question. Acceptance can really change a person, and in such a short time when near-total trust existed. 

“Well, the most prominent thing is to seal that cute little pussy of yours off. I’ve explained my reasons before, but I’ll restate that it’s important to keep that innocence to yourself. That’s not something we can take from you. It’s also helpful in enforcing your new anal-only life, which you seem to be adjusting to marvelously.” Another kiss and a rub of her shoulder filled her with the pride her parents gave her. “That’s going to be about midday though, after breakfast and some relaxation. First and foremost, is beginning your taste training of your father’s fluids.”

A slight wince came upon Vera’s face, mostly for a single reason. “Uh, did you have to use ‘fluids’? That’s… just like, a gross word.”

The voluptuous woman as naked as her daughter shrugged. “And saying semen and urine is better? Honey, I’m going to break it to you, but most ‘dirty’ words are a little… well, cringe, when you’re not in the zone. It’s just vocabulary, honey.”

“I know, I know. But just… ‘fluids’. Eugh.”

Giggling a bit, the mother put her hands on her cocked hips. “Well, I’ll say it even more directly. You’re tasting your father’s cum and piss. We’re not expecting you to chug a whole cup of spunk or his entire bladder, just start getting you used to taste first. Baby steps, hun.”

Vera probably should have been more upset about this. But they had made it clear it was coming eventually, even giving her another month extension. And this far into her conditioning, the idea of opposing her parents was farther and farther from a possibility. It was gross, sure, she didn’t want to taste cum or piss. But it’s what they wanted. It’s what a toilet did. No, the only concern she had, she voiced. “So is that… before, or after eating breakfast?”

This time Xavier replied, “That’s up to you, dear. I’d recommend it before, though.”

“Why?” She asked, not reaching the conclusion that they just want to see her do those things sooner than later. But the moderately toned man had a response planned, and it was more than logical.

“Well, these ‘fluids’-“ he said with a smug look as Vera’s lips tightened. “-are… acquired tastes. You probably aren’t going to be able to stand them right off the bat. So saving some amazing food to cleanse the palette isn’t a bad idea.”

The girl looked down to the plate of loaded breakfast food, a longing in her belly. “Yeah, okay. That makes sense. Thanks for thinking of me, daddy.”

“Of cooourse, sweetie~” He said softly, pants already bulging. “So, here’s how this is going to work. You’re only going to have a shot-glass of my piss. All we ask is you get it past your lips. You don’t need to swallow, you don’t need to hold it in, just get it into your mouth. You can spit it out immediately, even. This is your very first time, so while we will require these things later, right now that’s all I ask. Can you do that?”

All in all, the offer was generous to the girl who likely drank a gallon of her mother’s femcum already. Flashing back to that nearly all-day face grinding brought that flavor onto the tip of her tongue, and Vera had a moment of trying to figure out if she liked it or not. “Okay.” She said, after realizing she was lost in thought for a small moment.

“Great.” Xavier said with that warm, paternal tone. “As for my cum, you’re going to have to swallow all of it. Mostly because I’d need some extended edging to even hope to fill an entire shot glass on my own, and because cum is more of a texture than a taste. So you can also just take the probably-half-shot of jizz, or I can do some alternative delivery methods.”

Unfortunately curious, and still riding the high of her parent’s praise, validation, and love, Vera couldn’t help herself. “What’s the… alternative?”

The man gave a deep, bassy rumble, leaning a little closer and pointing to her plate. “Well, if you ask me, your French toast is lacking a nice glaze.”

Vera’s face turned twice as red as she weighed her options. “Uhh…” There were upsides and downsides to each. The quick shot of semen would be over pretty fast, but might be hard to swallow. She had tasted pre before, but if it really was more of a texture thing than sheer taste, could be an issue. It did look pretty slimy the few times she’s seen porn, or it decorating her mom’s scales. But while the ‘glaze’ was a long form method that tainted her requested food, much of the taste and texture could be lost to the awesomeness that was Hal’s cooking. Choices, choices.

“The… uh, alternative. Please.” Vera said with firetruck red cheeks and eyes locked onto the table.

“Okay, sweetie. Regardless of how it’s delivered, you’re going to suck me off for it. Open your mouth, baby girl.”

And somehow Vera’s fluster tripled. Folded ears and averted gaze, she let him turn her chair to face her as he stood before her seated form. Naked and adjusted, nothing was hidden, and not attempt was made to hide or minimize sight of her body. A calm hand unzipped and undid pants, while shaky hands clasped atop her lap. Avoiding eye contact, the manly-smelling meat was shoved to her face. “Look at me, hun. Remember, eye contact when I use your mouth.”

A slow nod and an even slower move of her eyes, irises locked. Vera tried to pin the feelings tumbling through her gut, that sharp sense of chill about this act merging with that warm love that spurred with his tender eyes and the scent rushing through her senses. It made a potent cocktail of emotions and arousal, almost like an adrenaline rush. Her mouth opened, and things proceeded as typical for her oral services. Still capped at around half-depth for skilled operation, he knew when to stop sliding the semi-soft flesh past her lips as she looked up at him with quirked brows.

The suction kicked on next, with some bobs and twists, before a hand went up to absorb the warmth radiating from his hefty sack. A soft groan from him, a cute whimper from her, and the blowjob was underway. Much more rehearsed than that first time, she settled on a limited set of moves to practice and master before trying more complex tactics. But even simple motions and techniques still had a tight mouth moving over his shaft, and it was almost enough to make him blow just staring into his daughter’s eyes as she did it.

His hand on her cheek and stopping her bobbing came sooner than he realized, smiling down at the girl with her lips wrapped snugly around his girth. “Okay, I’m almost there. You did great.” 

She was already blushing the entire time, but felt that heat on her cheeks fire up again with the praise and the little flutter in her heart at the words, moving to audibly pop off his dick. “T-Thanks.”

Wet noises came as the mature stud began pumping his fist around his length. “No problem, hun.” He said, voice a little lighter as he worked himself to climax. Eyes closing, face scrunching a bit, Xavier came onto her food. His aim wasn’t perfect, even Vera able to see the little spasms in his muscles removing fine control. But every rope landed on her plate, so it was still moderately impressive. Even Halcyon watched intently, resisting the urge to teasingly golf-clap at the display.

When he stopped firing and his balls stopped clenching, a deep breath was let out from the man. Before a sweet look was sent to his child, watching her food get coated in jizz with wide eyes. “Ah, there we go. A nice glaze. You should probably start eating before it gets cold, I’ll go get you some piss to try.” Casually spoke the man, turning back to the kitchen without even tucking his junk back in.

Only when she saw her parent retreat, eyes back to the mess on her food, a different set of emotions sparked to life. They weren’t new, nor were they fresh or exclusive to the moment. In fact, they were rather old emotions, and a small smile came as she gazed at the off-white mess atop her feast. Like being a little kid again, when adults were kind, loving, and warm. Something about having everything taken care of for you, the simplicity and unburdened life that came with the youthful restriction of free will. 

"Well go on honey, tell me what you think." Halcyon said beside her, spurring the dark scaled dragoness into action. Blinking, grabbed her fork. And made a bite like nothing was out of place. Except she didn't grimace or visibly gag at the semen-sauce over her meal, simply chewing with a mild grimace. Not actually distaste, but certainly not enjoying the taste either. An expression of assessment, needing to pick the flavor of cum out from the toast. "...I guess it's not horrible. More weird, like, bitter and kind of sour? It's not great. But it doesn't taste terrible." Vera said, attempting to analyze her emotions and thoughts.

"That's good! And you'll get used to the flavor." Her mother replied, scooping up a bite. And seemingly doing the same thing, also analyzing her flavor impressions. "Mmm, the cum blends with the maple syrup a lot better than I expected." Hal said, an expert opinion with her experience of tasting cum since sophomore year. "Definitely got that subtle salty-sweet combination, it's very good!" She then swapped to a new line of analysis. "Does the texture stand out too much for you?"

Vera had tried to avoid thinking about that, but took another bite to her Hal's question. Swishing the jizz-soaked bite around her mouth, the slime was palpable, the texture a little thicker and harder to ignore. "Uh, yeah. It's weird." She said, still unsure what to think of the sensation.

Her parent shrugged a bit, "That's normal. Once you get used to swallowing cum, it won't seem so off. Even the texture." Halcyon offered, before sending a sweet, motherly smile. "Speaking of getting used to things, time for your piss training." Nodding with a more neutral expression, Vera couldn't say she looked forward to this. But it's what they wanted, and what a toilet did. So even as a little dread tickled the back of her mind, she moved on to the task. "Alright." She said, trying to sound casual, with a bit of acceptance seeping in.

On cue, her father returned, holding a tiny glass with yellow inside. “Okay, so, I should also say that this is my first piss of the day. So it’s a little stronger, but it’s good for taste-adjustment. If you can stomach the stankiest piss, you can handle the typical bladder.”

Halcyon just had to giggle. “Did you just say ‘stanky’? I know we’re not 50 yet, but dear, that is far too hip for us geezers.”

Snorting amusedly, Xavier mostly ignored her, setting the filled shot glass before Vera as she looked at it in the opposite of expectancy. He set a larger, normal cup beside it. “For if you need to spit. And do not be afraid to spit it out.”

Staring between the two cups, Vera took the big one, examining it idly while building courage. Eventually, she gripped it hard, keeping it on hand, took a deep breath, then snatched the shot of murky gold. Swiftly bringing it to her lips, she somewhat felt a drive to keep it in her mouth longer than the moment it reached her tastebuds. But she was under no illusions that there would not even be an attempt to swallow on her first taste. Technically, she succeeded. The delay as her eyes shot wide and gagged a sputter, let the entire little volume enter her maw. There was another possible third of a second as she moved the spit cup to her mouth, and nearly retched.

The young girl coughed into the cup, spitting, trying to remove the trace of the acrid flavor. It wasn’t a nightmare taste, but the searing bite and… everything compounded with the psychological freakout of knowing that it was urine on her tongue. The context elevated that revulsion tenfold, instincts and base lizard-brain screaming of ‘wrong’. As the parents watched her desperately trying to expel the taste from her spit, they moved to comfort her. After a few moments, Vera calmed, but kept the cup ready as she breathed heavily.

“There you go, sweetie. You did great. You did everything we needed you to. Take a moment, catch your breath, eat some food. Do you want some water?” Xavier gently asked, kneeling to be closer to eye level. She miserably nodded. He got up then, the sink turning on soon after. Hal rubbed Vera’s back, patting occasionally, just providing assuring contact. Eventually the teen leaned back in her chair, eyes closed, a deep steading breath taken. “Ugh.”

“I know, Vera. It takes some time, and we’re patient. This is nothing to rush, you did exactly what you were able to do. You tried. That’s the important part. Here-“ The matron said, grabbing the somewhat filled spit-cup. “-let me take this. Just focus on your breakfast.” Halcyon said, gently prying the vessel from Vera’s shaky hands. Only to bring it to her lips and down it in one gulp. Even the deeply conditioned daughter couldn’t help but stare at the woman with near-horror.

“M-mom?” She shakily asked.

The woman shrugged. “What? Can’t let it go to waste.”

“I… I spit in that!”

“And Xavier spits in my mouth, it’s nothing I haven’t done before. A little saliva never hurt, we swap it all the time when we kiss.”

And so Vera ended up with her head in hands, hiding her face, and now her eyesight. But once more, leave it to the cunning matron to redirect all the negative possible emotions into simple embarrassment.

—

Thankfully, breakfast ended a lot more normally than how it progressed. Full bellies, some relaxing quiet, a round of coffee. All the ingredients to enjoy a Saturday morning. Of course, couldn’t sit there all day, so Xavier got up eventually and headed out for a grocery run. Leaving the two girls together again, Vera could already feel her mother’s gaze boring into her. Trying to get a schedule of some kind, Vera did her best not to ogle the matron’s exposed body. “So… when is the… procedure?”

“Mmm-maybe in a few hours? Kinda feeling lazy after such a good meal.” Hal said while reclining in her chair, the empty plate still before her. 

“Oh, okay.” Vera said, trying to be a little too casual. “I guess… just let me know when it’s time?” She said while scooting back, rising to a stand with a stretch. Before she could fully turn away though, her mother scooted her chair back too.

“Off to waste your day watching videos or something?”

Vera shrugged, having a faint idea where this was going, watching her mother stand and approach confidently. “I guess, yeah?”

Nodding, Halcyon put her hands on her daughter’s shoulders. “Vera, I told you. You’re not doing that anymore. If you’re going to waste time, do it by licking my pussy, okay? I can always use your tongue down there. C’mon, let’s go to the living room. It’s easier for you to eat me out on the couch.” The matron said with directness, no room to wiggle out of. Even less as she grabbed Vera’s wrist, and let the bright-faced girl stumble away.

Vera was too busy trying to tell her heart to stop trying to beat out of her chest to resist.

—

“We need to talk, dear.” Came that stern parental tone Xavier mastered while raising his daughter. Though it was not his baby girl he was talking to. Rather the woman whose legs were wrapped around Vera’s skull was his target. Sighing as Halcyon slouched back, ivory and gray scales ever so slightly more shiny with the exertion of a good mouth on her slit. Struggling to regain any form of composure while Vera was trapped into licking the swamp before her, the matron barely stopped her little huffs and moans to acknowledge the man.

That was until his strong arms moved to yank the mother’s legs open and free their child from the gushing depths. He didn’t let either girl have a chance to fully process before patting Vera on the back and sending her off with a “Good job eating her out, go take a break, we’ve got some boring adult stuff to discuss.”

Stumbling away, face still dripping, the younger dragoness left the room as Halcyon came to terms with the abrupt lack of tongue lavishing her cunt. She didn’t speak, allowing her mate to start, hoping it was worth the rather rude interruption. “Hal. I love you, and I love that you’re making Vera eat you out so much. It’s super hot, I get it. But you’re losing focus a bit, dear.”

The shapely woman merely blew out an annoyed huff, wondering if it would be worth it to start rubbing her clit. 

Xavier already held his hands up in a mock display, “I know how it sounds, but you just can’t keep Vera’s face in your muff all day. Not yet at least.”

“Oh? Not yet? And what’s wrong with having her suck you off every night, hmm? Right, nothing.”

Moving to cross his arms. “No. That’s like, fifteen minutes at most, and a valuable training exercise. You just had her eat you out for two and a half hours. And that’s just today. You’re supposed to be sewing her shut, remember?”

Hal tossed an arm. “Yeah, I have to wait for the numbing gel to fully settle in. It’ll probably be ready in another twenty minutes or something.”

Xavier sighed. “Halcyon. You’re taking your daughter’s pussy away. You want her to be anal only, right?”

The woman just raised a brow. “Duh? Why do you think I’ve been training her into a buttslut?”

“Does showing her mother be so dependent on vaginal pleasure not erode that in the slightest? You can’t just say, ‘oh your ass is the better hole,’ then only use your pussy.”

“W-Well… I don’t just use my pussy…”

“For the past week or so you have. She can’t see us fucking in our room, that’s your chance to get off from anything but your ass. Hell, I’ll eat you out if you need it so badly. You know it’s not my first rodeo too.”

For a moment, the mother was quiet, before settling back into the soft sofa with a sigh. “No offense hun, you’re a champ at pussy-eating, but the big draw for me is that it’s my child doing it. When I think of you, I just want to slobber on your dick. These moments with Vera are really the first time I want to make someone pleasure me. Instead of getting my usual pleasure from serving others.”

The man nodded, most of the sternness gone. “I understand. But you’re the brains of our little daughter-into-toilet-fuckpet thing, and we can’t have the brains thinking with her pussy, right?”

A longer sigh from the naked matron, features settling. “Right. Right. You have a very good point that I could be somewhat undermining the anal conditioning. But while I don’t think it’s done anything, in retrospect I agree I went a little too all-in on my newly discovered pleasure. I won’t stop, but I’ll tone it down.”

Moving to sit beside his wife, the mature dragon wrapped an arm around her shoulder. “I’m certainly not asking you to stop. Just think about it a bit more. However, I think it best if you take a bit of a break from it entirely. Perhaps just for the week of Vera’s recovery.”

Now the woman balked a bit, “Well that’s a big ask, stud. With her lower half basically out of commission during recovery, that’s the perfect time to keep her face shoved to my cunt.”

“I know, I know, but you’re really making it look like you’re dependent on your pussy for getting off right now. Not exactly a shining anal-only role model to your anal-only daughter, hm?” The matron didn’t respond to that before Xavier continued. “Tell you what. I know just what to do. But you go ahead and make Vera’s anal-only lifestyle official first, best to get her recovering as soon as possible. And Hal?”

“Yes, dear?” She said with some mixture of emotion and sarcasm.

“Ride her snout for all it’s worth. I won’t get involved until tomorrow.”

A grin on the woman’s visage. “Heard loud and clear.”

—

Vera could tell there was touch on her nethers, pressure and motion, but the details were jumbled thanks to the numbing. It was also hard to focus on her nethers when Halcyon’s entire weight was crushing her skull, and a wet snatch ground into her snout. What little mental capacity could rise above the already knee-weakening intimacy with her parent was thoroughly dashed with the sheer haze of sex imbued by the aforementioned pussy her nose was rubbed into.

By the time the smothering weight was lifted and a breath of air beside pheromones was gasped in, Vera’s body put her freshly sewed cunt pretty low on the list of priorities. Time was taken to catch her breath while Halcyon put tools and items away after the procedure completed, then for muscles to come back to life, the last thing to return was objective awareness. The mother gave the huffing child a pat on the head and left some candy nearby, the reward of taking her little surgery like a good girl. Leaving with nothing but a whisper to Vera’s ear to rest up, there was nothing but dazed silence to follow.

A monumental pause, a sigh of relief, and that confusing grip of longing around her heart. Moving to prop herself up on elbows, the dragoness took in her surroundings. It was her bed still, a towel and some plastic wrap under her. Curious eyes peered down, seeing a strip of gauze blotting out the sight of her sex. No red had seeped through, a comforting sight in all honesty. Everything still felt a bit numb down there, falling back to her bed with a loud flump. Blowing air past her pussy-juice covered lips, Vera turned to her nightstand and smiled at the king-sized candy bar.

In a week full of more action than rest, Vera found the genuine day of inactivity positively heavenly. She found it hard to even consider that her mother overriding her free time to ride her face was a bad thing, but Vera’s aching neck made a competent case against it. It was nice to have a time to just… ‘be’ for a time again. No tasks, no demands, no pussy smothering her. She booted her laptop up again for the first time in what felt like a year, finding a wealth of new content from her favorite online creators. Grabbing her headphones, unwrapping the candy, it was a much needed time for herself.

—

It wouldn’t last forever, a knock at her door. Vera glanced up from a video about a new indie game that looked promising, pulling her headphones off with a sigh. But the smile on her mother peeking in was hard not to return. Halcyon moved to sit at the edge of Vera’s bed, quickly shutting the teen's laptop and moving it away before the plush matron straddled Vera's face again. But there was a distinct lack of contact from the hot slit with Vera's face, hovering close but away. "Hello, Vera~" Hal cooed.

"Uh, hi mom. What's… up? More, uh, face-riding?” The daughter replied, not exactly dreading this but still finding the change of pace unexpected. Still, she was unable to stop her eyes from moving between her mother's sultry gaze down at her, and Hal's plump cunt. The temptation was already reawakening that lust in her chest, that desire to please and be a good girl.

The mother seemed to revel in the shift, knowing the hunger she was instilling. But Halcyon fought to contain it, remembering Xavier's words. It didn't stop her from sending her hand down to use two fingers to spread her pussy, giving her daughter a good view. "Just wanted to check in on our pretty little toilet. Still numb down there?" She asked with an ever so slight roll of hips, grinding her juicy lips against nothing.

Vera had to blink and avert her gaze before answering, face blooming with heat. "Y-Yeah, still numb." Her attention was definitely being captured by the matron's cunt.

With a nod, Halcyon kept teasing, "Good. Now. This is important, and I need you to be honest. Tell me, do you want to lick my pussy right now?" She asked, still spreading her lips with an expectant look. Vera struggled with that question, the urge and hunger growing within her chest. But she was stuck with her mother straddling her face, so the answer seemed obvious, coerced even. "...Yes." She said, knowing it was true, but still feeling weird at having to say it.

"Of course you do." Halcyon cooed down to her, finally bringing her hips down to grind her folds into her daughter's nose. "There we go. I want to say a couple facts out loud before I ask you some more questions." Hal started, already grinding into Vera's face with wet noises. "Fact one. Mommy loves you so, so much. I love your body, your mouth, what you do with it, and I want you to love it too. Fact two, this is natural, this is how your body is designed. Your mouth and my pussy just fit together, and there's nothing wrong with that. I'm going to be sitting on your face a lot in the future. So just accept that, Vera."

Halcyon moved to rub her juicy slit into her child's nose a little harder, a little faster. "Okay… fact three. You don't have a cunt anymore. It's sewn up tight, and you won't be feeling it ever again. So I want you to embrace anal, for it is your perfect source of pleasure. Last fact... mommy's pussy will replace yours. Whenever you think of even looking at that stitched up slit of yours, think of mine. If you ever feel a longing for vaginal, come shove your face in mine. The only pussy you will ever know is mommy's."

Vera didn't respond, stuck with her mother's dripping slit over her nose and lips, the heat and scent almost like an aura around her. But her mind was whirring, a new wave of mixed emotions and instincts crashing against her heart and gut. As Halcyon started riding her face for real, the words started to sink in, their impact aided by the mind-melting haze of sex. She wasn't sure how to feel, the logic convincing to her body and heart that were tangled in Halcyon's conditioning. But the deeper implications, the long-term effects, it was hard to not worry.

But Halcyon didn't let Vera dwell, the grinding and riding quick to pull her away from introspection. "Now, questions. I want you to really think about these, hun. Do you love mommy's pussy? Answer honestly."

"I… y-yes. I do." Vera managed to get out, not having much trouble speaking while her mother's folds ground into her snout. With all that was going on, Vera was thankful that her thoughts were limited to the surface-level.

Halcyon sent a sweet smile down, "Good girl~ Okay, next. Is anal pleasurable after all our training?"

Vera squirmed, trying not to think about it, "Uh, y-yeah. I like it, sometimes."

"Sometimes?" Halcyon repeated, quirking a brow and halting her hips to make Vera speak clearer.

"I… It's better when you're with me. I've only done it alone, a-and liked it, just last night.” Vera managed to admit, her mother nodding before resuming grinding into her face as Vera let out a muffled 'mmph' as her world was smothered with pussy again. Halcyon lost herself a bit, rolling her hips to grind and push her lips into Vera's nose and teeth, getting a little carried away and forgetting that this was a discussion. But eventually she remembered, slowing her movements.

"Oops. Sorry, dear. Got a little distracted. But good to know! Your journey of buttstuff has yet to even fully begin. You're our precious toilet, Vera, and we're going to help you love everything anal~ Speaking of… your recovery and all, I prescribe you bedrest for a week. Just think of it as more time to eat me out, okay honey? That'll be your only job for the week, just like this- mhh~" The woman cooed down as her grinding got a bit faster, clearly about to get lost in the act again.

Vera didn't really have a chance to speak, mouth occupied with cunt. She wouldn't have had much to say, anyways, still in the mental loop of thinking about Halcyon's 'facts', before the familiar sensations of her mother's face riding washed all thoughts away for a spell. It was almost relieving, the deep sense of unsure worry and even a hint of betrayal given no chance to take hold with the brain-null state that was Halcyon's slit in her face.

Hal was quickly losing her control as orgasm approached, no longer moving with slow and sensual rocks, but heavy and hard motions. Any attempt at conversation was lost to a stream of consciousness dirty talk, the matron's hands even going down to grab Vera's horns to support her increasingly rough humping. "Ooohh, fuck. You love this, don't you? My fat, juicy pussy all over your cute face. Your mouth just made for my cunt. Ah~!" Halcyon moaned out with heavy pants, voice going high pitched and hips stuttering. Vera struggled to breathe, but even in the moment of drowning in sex, knew to move her tongue up and into her parent's depths to aid her climax.

The reward was Hal's snatch spasming and flooding her face, a deep cry of pleasure ringing out as the matron was lost in orgasm. It wasn't exactly comfortable, but Vera endured, knowing the mess Halcyon would always leave her mouth and nose in was worse. Eventually her mother slowed, breathing heavily and body shaking with twitches. It was messy, Vera's snout, nose, and chin thoroughly coated as Halcyon bucked and hummed. As Hal came with a gasp and force, grinding hard, Vera could only think of how nice it was to make mommy cum. Of all the thoughts this little interaction brought, that one stuck around. It's nice to make mommy cum, a phrase that Hal herself seemed to whisper into her ears.

As Halcyon rolled off her daughter, Vera was able to sputter and catch her breath, a little annoyed as the matron left her a mess. But she always left her a mess, sometimes... in more ways than one. "Ahhh, you did so good, Vera." But to the teen's surprise, Hal stayed lounging at her side, snuggling up to lick her juice-stained muzzle. It wasn't the usual post-face-riding abandonment, and Vera could only tilt her head with a curious look. "Mom…?" She weakly asked, wondering what was different this time. But the mother's eyes were clear, gazing at her daughter with a sweet smile. "Yes, Vera? Do you need something, babygirl?" She replied with a purr.

Vera shook her head. "No, it's just… you... usually go more than once. And then leave me… Naked and messy." Vera managed, Halcyon's gaze moving down her child's nude form with a little more appreciation. "Oh, that. Well, you're always naked under this roof. But your father called me out earlier, and I just realized he has a point. Me spending time with you isn't actually accomplishing anything besides making your neck sore. Thought maybe some quality time cuddling could help with that." The mother replied, nuzzling into Vera's neck while also grabbing her daughter's wrist to place Vera's hand onto her breast.

There was a troubled look on the matron's ivory visage, and Vera was none the wiser to how it was played up purposefully. "I'm a horrible role model." Hal mumbled, Vera feeling her mother's breasts as Hal guided her hand. The teenager was a little confused, her mother's touch guiding her own against Hal's plush curves. 

But it hurt her to see her mother seemingly upset. "W-Why are you saying that?" Vera replied, still massaging her parent's tit, trying not to marvel at the soft and squishy feeling.

"Because it's true. I can't even manage to keep my cunt off your face for more than a day, and now I expect you to be sunshine and rainbows after just putting your pussy on permanent lockdown." Hal replied, clearly having a different level of clarity than Vera's still foggy brain, words targeted to nail home the situation but paint Hal in the sympathetic light.

The daughter blinked, struggling on how to react. Her mind told her that Halcyon had a very valid point, and that Vera should be more upset, but her love-infected heart overrode everything in the name of making mommy feel better. "Oh. But… that's okay, mom. It's better for me to... uh, s-serve your pussy than mine, right? Since my vag's gone and all. Makes yours... that much more important?" Vera said with no large amount of confidence, each word spoken unsure and taking time to formulate. She was just trying to be the girl her mother wanted her to be, to see that frown wiped off her parent's face.

Hal nodded a bit, sighing slowly as if of relief. "That's right. Mommy's pussy replaces yours, and you need to love it. I just hope I haven't failed you too much, sweetie. Preaching anal glory while cumming from your pussy worship..." Hal replied with a squeeze of Vera's wrist, forcing the daughter's hand into squeezing Hal's tit harder. The mother groaned, biting her lip. "But you've made such progress. Thank you for being so mature about all this, you're handling this life very well." The woman said, the praise and positive light Vera was starved for started to show again.

The teenager blushed, happy to have done well for her parent. Vera wasn't sure what to make of that, her mind still trying to balance the reality of her vaginal sewing, Halcyon's 'facts', and how good it feels to make mommy cum. Why did that feel good? It didn't make her feel physically good, Vera wasn't the one cumming after all. Was she so desperate for validation? To be told she has worth? That she'd dive head first into the most degrading things life had to offer just for a sliver of her parent's approval?

Her thoughts were cut short as she shook her head. No, those thoughts weren't nice. Weren't happy. Vera wanted to be happy, doing as her mother said made her happy. That was the truth, the only truth Vera could understand at this point. Hal leaned in for a kiss, Vera's mind thankfully clearing of any negative or introspective thoughts as mommy's lovely tongue slipped into her maw. It was just so much nicer to lose herself to Halcyon's cuddles, her tastes, her demands. Much, much nicer than wallowing in the misery of her reality.

The mother pulled away with a lick of her lips, gazing at her naked and complacent daughter. "Well. I don't have anything else to do today, and neither do you. How do you want to spend our time together?" She asked, Vera shrugging. 

"Uhm. Cuddling sounds nice." The teen replied with a little voice.

A sultry giggle from the shapely mother. "How about you cuddle my pussy with your face? No better way to celebrate giving yours up than showing mine how much you love it. Sound good?" She said with that same coercive tone, Vera finding no strength to resist or think anything of it. The daughter just smiled, knowing that she loved mommy's pussy. That mommy's pussy was the only one that mattered. "O-Okay..." Vera said, before adding on that word she knew Halcyon loved to hear. "...Mommy."

Halcyon beamed at hearing that word, giving her child a quick snuggle. "Perfect~ Why don't we put a pillow under your head to prop your mouth up? Should give your neck enough support for me to really put my weight into it, and then I can hold your horns, and..." Hal trailed off with a purr, getting excited as she laid Vera back and grabbed a pillow from her bed. Moments later, the teen was on her back, Halcyon standing and straddling her child's face.

The naked milf easily took Vera's muzzle in her hands, a soft but firm grip moving her around like a doll. "Bear with me dear, just trying to make your face comfy." Hal said, Vera remaining docile and passive as her mother positioned her. "Need to find the perfect angle. Oh, yes, just like that!" Hal chirped, finally placing Vera's head in a way that her nose and mouth were pointed straight up Halcyon's slit.

The shapely milf patted Vera's cheeks playfully. "Now open your mouth. Wide. Need to make sure I can slot in your jaws comfortably." The teen complied, a bit of drool already falling out as her head was moved. Vera could taste Halcyon's slick against her tongue and teeth, eyes peering up at the mother with a dazed adoration. Her mother cooed, sliding her hips down to grind her cunt against Vera's mouth with wet noises. Hal didn't go fast, letting Vera experience her slit with long slow rolls of hips before stopping soon after starting. "Yeah, that's a good spot. How'd I taste? Good?"

Vera simply mumbled "Mm-hmm." back up, the mother chuckling and starting to grind again, this time more firmly. Halcyon made sure to rub every inch of her pussy against Vera's mouth and face, her daughter's snout even disappearing between the mother's fat lips for a bit. Vera groaned, her mother's scent filling her nose as Hal rode her child's snout like it was her favorite chair. "You know this is how you're meant to be, right? Just a face for mommy to fuck and grind into~" Halcyon purred, Vera unable to stop from smiling and humming as she was treated to the wet and heavy pussy in her face.

But Hal slowed soon enough, moving back up to grind her juicy slit across Vera's teeth and nose again. "I need to hear you say that my pussy is the only one that matters." Hal demanded with a little grind down, Vera blinking up at the mother with that same blank stare of adoration. "That you live to please mommy's cunt. Promise me that you'll worship my pussy as often as you can." Hal added on.

Vera didn't blink, just nodding into Halcyon's snatch. "Mmm-hmm. Promise, mom." The daughter managed, voice a bit garbled thanks to her mouth being forced open and pressed into wet folds. Hal smiled, grinding down a bit faster. 

"Promise what? Use your words, dear." Halcyon replied, Vera squirming a bit. 

"T-That I live to please mommy's c-cunt, and that you're the only p-pussy that matters." Vera managed with more confidence, Hal stopping her grinding with a beaming smile down. 

"Then you won't mind me grinding into your face until it goes numb, right babygirl?" The mother said with a sultry roll of hips, Vera struggling a bit. Hal didn't give her a chance to object, her crotch quickly smothering her child's snout. Vera struggled under the pressure, jaws forced open and mashed under Halcyon's form. It was almost nice, feeling the matron's weight atop her in a soft and warm embrace, hearing the coos and gasps from above. The world blanketed in soft, squishy skin, Vera found herself melting away in Halcyon's control. But what started as a soft embrace of the parent's weight, quickly turned to suffocating . The mother grinding and thrusting down with growing force, Vera finding it hard to endure the constant motions without being able to breathe.

Hal was clearly focused on herself, the sound of sloppy noises from her grinding snatch hitting Vera's ears. Hal would let out moans, and Vera could feel the matron's plush body shiver with pleasure, but there was little thought put into her child's comfort. Even more evident as the parent's needy hands grabbed Vera's horns for handlebars. Using them to yank Vera's head up to push her snout even harder into Halcyon's slit. Vera gasped in a breath of air, finding a small window between grinding motions. Hal just pushed down harder, smothering her child again.

The daughter struggled, hands moving up to grab Halcyon's hips. But her grip was weak and useless, not stopping the mother from her grinding and thrusting. "Just take it, Vera~" The woman would breathe down, making Vera's already blurred vision hazy as Hal's pussy pushed into her nostrils. Vera tried to pull her head back, but Halcyon's grip was firm, yanking Vera's horns up to keep her child's face buried in sodden cunt. 

Time became nothing but this, blurring into a haze where no one moment lasted more than a second before another pushed it away. But that was okay. She was making her parents happy. Being useful. It was good to make mommy happy. And it distracted from the fading numbness under the gauze on her nethers.