It had been the best week of his life. Acting upon urges so longly awaited, so deeply hidden. A level of desire he didn’t know if he could ever fulfill. He probably never would have, if his wife wasn’t there with him. She was there now, cuddled up close, naked, purring into his neck as she stroked him off. The pair of dragons lounged in their bed, the man masculine but not exactly well-built, black primary scales switching to a bright white for underbelly and forelimbs. The shapely and voluptuous wife beside him had that sleek ivory as her main pigment, with a light gray for secondary and a smattering of gray spots about her scales.

Her hands worked the ten inches of dragon cock with practiced experience of not just with that shaft, but motions honed and refined over years and years of all shapes and sizes. Halcyon nuzzled deeply into the crook of Xavier’s neck as he grimaced and huffed with pleasure, delight flushing her scales as she worked her partner. Her free hand held up her phone, an image on it of a naked dragoness. Smaller, trim, but with familiar curves and colors. Nude, standing plain and stiffly still, awkward almost. 

The lecherous Halcyon licked up the black drake’s neck, ending at his jaw as he panted with lust. “Look at her. Look at our baby girl. Look what we made.” She capped her sentence off with a quick squeeze of his knot before returning to working his full shaft. 

Another clenched expression of bliss from the man, the father. “She’s so fucking hot, honey. Reminds me of you in high school. She has your- ngh, fuck- hips.”

“And now she’s yours. Totally, completely, yours. You’ve taken your own daughter as your sex slave. As your fucking toilet. God, hmf, I never thought it would happen~”

Xavier gasped out a pleasured huff, legs tensing as his meat was pumped. “Y-You’re telling me! Fuck, I… Not in a million years… Wouldn’t have done it… without you.”

The woman’s eyes narrowed in pride and desire. “You’re goddamn right, stud. To think you wouldn’t have jumped on the inheritor of my fat ass without me to push you to it. Such willpower to be so close to her for so long and not even once just… reach out… and-“ Halcyon had been doing a full-length pump capped off with a knot-grab with every pause, causing her husband to jerk and twitch, until he exploded into orgasm mid-sentence. Ropes of seed blasted up, coating his middle and her hand, a growl rumbling from the drake while his hips bucked wildly.

She could only quiver and smile, feeling that vicarious joy wash through her like the slut she is. Her pleasure was not her own, but rather other’s. She needed him to cum, so she could be sated. The glow filled them both, despite only one physical release, settling into the faint twitches and deep breaths. Halcyon let go of his member once it stopped throbbing and leaking, sighing softly as she got up to kneel at his side. The ivory drake passed off the phone, “Keep looking at her, memorize her tits and ass, view the forbidden fruit. I’ve got some cleaning to do~”

With a needy little tone and a wag of her tail, the busty woman leaned in and began lapping up the mess of cum on her husband. Starting at his sensitive tip and given a twitch and groan in return to her tongue swiping up his spunk, she worked her way down to dutifully slurp up the evidence.

—

The two parents had done something horrible. Terrible, unthinkable, immoral, inhumane, unethical, you name it. But it was so fucking, insurmountably hot. Two kinky dragons marry, they have a kid. Do they just calm the fuck down? Hell no. Keep the kid out of it, but a slut has gotta slut. Mom works glory holes on weekends while dad chokefucks her until she passes out, naught but a room over from the crib on weekdays. Mom has to go find clothes that would actually match the idea of modesty and only got up to decency. Dad can’t spank the little girl since he’s used to slapping his whore wife’s ass and got a boner.

That’s when it started. Two incredibly active deviants are expected to change themselves. And when they couldn’t, they fantasized. So they hid themselves, escaped to their own world together. Dreamed of a world without that expectation, a life where they kept on banging in the most dirty ways possible despite starting a family. It was just about them, being able to be themselves, daughter be damned. Can’t they practice bdsm and be loving parents at the same time?

Perhaps the answer really was ‘no’. As the girl grew, so did the dream. So did the parent’s fantasies. As the little dragoness burgeoned into a young woman, the fantasy spread. Unknowingly at first, unwittingly, the child was brought into the dreams of Halcyon and Xavier. By sheer proximity, by closeness and relation. Halcyon and Xavier did dirty things together. When they saw Vera as with them in any capacity, that dirty desire spread unconsciously. Vera was a player in their thoughts and fantasies long before they took the step to make them real.

One week ago, it happened. Years of lusts and role-plays and what-if’s to jack-off to culminated. Vera had turned eighteen a month prior. Two years ago, the sensible parents told her that she needed to have a path and future by eighteen, or they would give her one. Either a partner to go along with, a dream of college or industry, anything. They wanted her to succeed, truly. They were still her parents, their love was real. As the day got closer and closer though, the parents started lusting. New fantasies were added to their romps, new things enticed by the wife as she pleasured her man.

Day by day, Halcyon whispered into Xavier’s ear. If and when Vera turned eighteen with nothing to show, two weeks would be given. And instead of pressuring her into an internship at the father’s company, a dream was planted. What if there was no job? What if she was never meant to get a job? What if she was there to be a slave. A servant, a fucktoy, a whore. 

Halcyon whispered her own dreams, held by her own young heart for her own father. They were answered the most they could be, but reality refused to let her live her ideal life. So she whispered it here, dreaming her daughter had the life she couldn’t. Then the deepest, darkest, desire was whispered. What their daughter’s purpose was to be a toilet? What if you made your baby girl not just your personal sexdoll, but your own toilet?

Much like the moments previously, as Halcyon touched and worked Xavier while talking about this fantasy scenario, he blew on the spot. Mere moments in. It was too much. So good, so deeply taboo. But they couldn’t. How could they? That’s what Xavier said. Black scales glistening with sweat, brows furrowed with longing, his cheeks flushed red with need and his cock didn’t even soften, the idea too great. 

All Halcyon did was straddle him, align his tip to her dripping folds, and sit down. Holding his face in her hands, rubbing his cheeks with her thumbs, the two dragons stared into each other’s eyes as she sensually rode him. Then, Halcyon began listing the simple and direct plan of how to shape their daughter into a sex slave and toilet. Just saying it in a mundane fashion like that made him blow again deep inside her. The selling point then, wasn’t the kink. It was how easy it would be.

—

Vera sat in her room with nothing less than two million thoughts, emotions, and concerns. Naked, alone, and thankfully not sitting on her bed with a butt full of piss this time. One week had gone by since her dad pulled her aside and informed her of their plan to get use out of her body if she didn’t get her life in gear. Part of her still believed this was all some long, awful nightmare. The other part was so far down into despair that it didn’t care if it was real or not. And the last part in-between those was screaming.

But ultimately, every part of her was already broken. The parents wouldn’t use the typical definition of broken, or even the common concept of torture induced mindbreak. They had no intention to torture their child, and what made the breaking so fast and effective was the fact that they were doing this out of love. Halcyon and Xavier love their child so much, they want her at their side in the most arousing way possible. That’s why this was easy. The pair knew their daughter, and their daughter knew them. She was already in their clutches.

Up until that fateful day, the two dragons had been perfectly fine in their parenting. Not truly perfect, as that was impossible, but Vera had nothing to complain about. She didn’t want to leave them either. They were loving and supportive, and that love was right there as Xavier first used her ass to relieve himself. It was twisted, shaped into a degrading force, but still genuine love. The parents would not consider this if it would truly harm Vera, they wanted her happy if not simply accepting. She would not enjoy being a toilet, and likely never would. But like eating vegetables, it could be taken with something nice to wash it down, and they were going to start giving her other things to enjoy to add complacency to her new life.

Of course, this was only the beginning, and the mature dragons had much they wanted to do, many fantasies to make real. The moment they crossed the line, they lost themselves in their own way.

Still, Vera sat there and stared at her own reflection in the vanity across from her bed, hands in lap and wringing as her mind worked a million miles per hour. She stared at her dusty black scales, her forelimbs white like her father but with her mother’s gray spots about her curvy form. She was nothing truly special in her mind, some nice average C’s, a good rear end, a nice package. Nothing like her buxom mother of course, hard to compare to an ass like that with heavy tits to match.

The eighteen year old dragoness let out another sigh into the quiet room, another of many. She was her father’s toilet now. She was forced to be naked in his home, had to serve him, and he had already used her before. She should call the police, or someone, something. This wasn’t right. Parents don’t do that. Another sigh as her hands rubbed and wrung. But she couldn’t. They were her parents, she couldn’t get them taken away. She wanted to stay with them, just without her new ‘responsibilities.’

But she couldn’t stand up for herself either. She had always been a good girl, and this was the only time she felt justified to go against them that wasn’t just a teenage outburst. Yet even while she had good reason to refuse their commands and wishes, they were right. They told her to do something two years ago. Then gave her an extra few weeks on top of that. She didn’t know this would be the ‘payment’, but she had every chance to avoid it. It was her own fault, after all.

The cycle continued, mind already on the path Xavier and Halcyon want. Call for help? This problem is fixed but everyone loses. Best case, she’s on her own and on the streets. Worst case, nothing happens and daddy gets mad. Fight back? Why? How? Saying no? She already tried. It ended up with her father’s cock in her mouth and a butt full of piss to sleep with. Not to mention, sleeping with them was… kinda nice. Another sigh. She didn’t know what to do with herself. 

She wasn’t trapped at home, she wasn’t chained in a basement. No. She woke up this morning. Daddy didn’t even pee in her. Then he cooked her some breakfast, making her favorite egg, cheese, and bacon sandwich. Mom did the dishes, and they left her to own devices like any other day. Going to her room was obvious, she didn’t want them to see her naked any more than needed. Yet what was she supposed to do? Sit here and be miserable? 

Her eyes scrunched up and her ears folded down. No, she was supposed to find a job. Their treatment of her was supposed to motivate. She still had her laptop, her phone, and complete access to the outside world. They didn’t take anything from her but her clothes and her dignity. She raised her hands to drop her head in them, whining. Why couldn’t they be worse to her? Why did they have to make her so confused about this?

—

Dinner was even more awkward than the first time she had to eat naked with them. The food was good, Halcyon made lasagna. But the good will that brought was countered by the mother swatting away Vera’s hands every time she tried to cover her breasts at the table. Beside that humiliation of nudity, there really wasn’t much difference; the only change from her former ‘normal’ routine being lack of clothing and the waking up and eventual sleeping in her parent’s bed.

Nothing dirty, no blowjobs or piss today. Just a mind in turmoil.

“So sweetie, apply to any jobs today?” Xavier calmly asked after finishing a bite.

Ears flinging up before re-folding in her constant troubled expression, the young dragoness couldn’t meet their eyes for more than a second. “I… I don’t get it…” She sniffed, unsure, self-conscious. “Y-You said I’m your… toilet. Why are you asking about a j-job?”

Both parent’s brows quirked in sympathy, though their thoughts sharpened with glee. Xavier spoke first. “Vera, dear. What happened and what will happen is not some forced abuse. Well, it’s forced, yes, but just like how paying rent is forced. You don’t have a job, so you can’t pay rent. We are just taking out value from you in some other way. We’re not destroying your life, sweetie. We want you to succeed. It’s rough, and I know you don’t like what we did or what we promised. But you need a push. Motivation to keep our promises as just that; words.”

Halcyon chimed in next, moving to lay a hand over Vera’s fork-holding fingers that had barely moved. “Honey. I told you, you’re free to go anywhere and go to interviews, I’ll drive you wherever you need. The only difference now is that I’ll be providing your clothes. But I understand this has been hard on you. It’s strange and unorthodox, yes, could even be argued to be cruel. But we don’t want to be cruel. Daddy didn’t use you today by choice. It’s not just a flipped switch of ‘Vera is nothing but an object to use,’ because you will never be that. You will always be our baby girl. We know you’re having trouble, and you need a day to just take it easy. And we don’t want to deprive you of time and opportunity to get a job.”

The sweet smiles from the mature drakes were half genuine. They do love her, and they do want her to have an out. They knew all too well this is nothing but a perverted fantasy taken too far. But they would never give it up by their own hands. Vera had to take her freedom. And they knew she wouldn’t. Good luck applying and looking for employment in this small ass town, and without a car anywhere else wasn’t feasible. Not to mention, contemplating the nature of your parents straight up molesting, raping, and pissing inside you wouldn’t leave you in a good headspace to even consider looking for a job. Vera had just sat in her room all day, thinking, crying.

As intended. She was already past the point of no return. She didn’t call anyone, didn’t even put up more of a fight than asking them to stop and begging for it not to be real when it was. She didn’t know just how much she was already under their influence, already too deep into their conditioning to ever pull out. Her bright smiles and boundless optimism were gone, the cheery girl Vera was no longer there, just a shaky, troubled mess of a toilet sitting at that dinner table.

Xavier and Halcyon smiled at their naked, distraught daughter as they ate their food.

—

“How’s my baby girl holding up?” Came the deep, warm voice of Xavier. A parental tone Vera used to find comfort in. “Feeling up to take some pee in your ass?” He asked gently to Vera, sandwiched between his chest and Halcyon’s big boobs.

“N-Not… really…” Vera said quietly, trying to decide if she should ignore the comforting warmth of her parents pressed to her or be disgusted. She both winced and blushed as Halcyon reached up to caress her face as they lay in bed, the woman peering intently at her daughter.

“That’s alright sweetie. We understand. But you’re going to have to do it soon. If you want to go ahead and get up, go ahead.” Halcyon cooed, moving to kiss Vera’s forehead while Xavier nuzzled her hair and slid a hand down her flank. The daughter shuddered with a wealth of feelings at the touch, comfort, care, and degradation. Slowly moving, needing to slide out the squish of parents on either side of her, the girl climbed out of the covers and shyly stepped away towards the bedroom door.

“Oh, and Vera?” The mother called out, her tone constantly a mix of motherly warmth and needy teasing. “Every time you don’t take daddy’s bladder under your tail, you have to train.”

Xavier spoke then, voice confident but just barely holding back his own lust. “And you can only decline being my urinal three times in a row before you must attend to me. Last morning I held back on my own volition, but you declined last night and now this morning. You get one more.”

Both winked at the girl suddenly standing with much more shaky and sheepish posture. “We’ll be here awhile dear, go ahead and get some cereal and look at job openings. We’ll come see you for training later.”

Vera said but one thing as she inched towards the door, struggling to keep her arms at her sides and not cower in shame at being nude. At least that part was getting easier. It was physically easy to be seen by her parents, they had seen her as a kid. But it was simultaneously the absolute worst in terms of embarrassment, since they were her parents for god’s sake. “W-What… training?”

The mother shrugged. “I dunno. Nothing crazy, just getting you used to your new responsibilities. Haven’t figured it out yet, but me and your father need to enjoy our lazy Sunday first~” Halcyon said while snuggling up closer to the man, closing the gap the newly vacated daughter made. She kissed her husband deeply before waving her hand at Vera who promptly flushed red and quickly left the room, closing the door behind her.

The moment silence filled the room, Xavier groaned. “Ugh, damn, I really wanted to piss in her ass. God I’ve gotta go.”

Halcyon licked up under his chin before planting another kiss on his lips. “Relax hun, all in due time. One bladder is hardly anything considering she’ll take all of them in the future. God~ You’re gonna dump so much piss into our baby girl~ And just think that one day, you’ll feed her shit too.”

The man grunted, his hands moving to wrap around her and tug her close. “You wonderful, kinky, sexy, horny bitch. You’re getting me hard.” He put his own kiss on her grinning muzzle. “And I can’t piss when I’m hard. Roll over.”

Hal’s grin only grew more ecstatic as she assumed the position. “If I can walk after this, you’re getting weak.”

—

Vera had stared at the screen for the better part of an hour. Her laptop opened and cradled in her lap as she sat on her bed, nicely made and prim since she didn’t sleep in it anymore. A job listing website was open, but it was just colors on a screen. Her mental state was hard to describe. There was no blanking dissociation, there was no heart-wrenching despair, there wasn’t anger, or acceptance. She couldn’t pin down the absolute mire of her mind, confusion reigning above all else.

That alone was what spelled her eventual submission, the hesitation to report or seek help doomed her to the slow, tender conditioning she was about to be immured in. Every day since Xavier knocked on her door and revealed her new duties, she was stuck in a haze of shock and conflict. Stuck in a loop of trying to understand reality. Too bad reality moved without her. A knock at her door made her jump, nearly throwing her laptop off.

Without waiting, the handle turned and the positively eager face of her mother inched in. As the crack grew and the door swung open, the mature ivory dragoness’s naked body was revealed. Leading with her big tits, Halcyon stepped in, bouncing on her toes for a moment as she beamed. The energy of a horny teen inside a busty milf. Vera had instinctively pulled her limbs close, hiding herself, causing the matron’s grin to drop as her tail stiffened.

“Vera. Get your hands away from your body this instant. If I don’t see your nipples in the next three seconds-“ Sniffling, the eighteen year old hastily tried to make herself ‘presentable’. Earning a glare, but a nod from her mother, Vera closed her eyes and tried to take a calming breath, but it didn’t do much. Halcyon moved to cross her arms under her bust, lifting the hefty swells a bit. “Better, young lady.” The smile returned, warmth gracing the mother’s features and scales. “Seriously Vera, I’m going to stop going naked in solidarity with you if you keep trying to hide.”

One of the darker scaled daughter’s eyes cracked open, folded ears canting a bit. “S-Solidarity?”

The mother giggled and tossed a hand, taking a few steps closer to sit on the bed beside her child. “Yeah. Vera, we’re making you go naked. Unless you’re some hardcore exhibitionist like I am, you’re not gonna like it. But it helps when you’re not the only one, so I was trying to make it a little easier for you.” Hal reached up to heft her boobs, jiggling the big things. “Then again, I’ll take any chance I can to flaunt the girls a bit.” Ears perking, the mother bounced them a bit more with another round of giggles.

Vera’s face became a fresh beet-red as she did her best to look away. “M-Mom…” She said, almost exasperated.

Hal gave her child a little motherly tut-tut face. “Oh hush, you would bounce them too. Now, c’mon and turn to face me, let me get a good look at yours~”

Somehow the redness under Vera’s cheek fur deepened. “Moooom! You… you already took a picture of me y-yesterday! W-Why do I-“

“Because I said so. Now, stop arguing and let me cherish my daughter’s boobs.”

With a groan of awkward despair, the younger drake turned while looking away, refusing to look at her mom as she hungrily drank in the late-teen’s chest. “Vera, I see that pout. Stop acting like a kid.”

“Y-You’re making me show you my tits.”

“And who gave them to you?”

“Ughhhh.” The fact the worst noise Vera could make in this situation was an annoyed groan should have told her that she was waist deep in what her parents planned for her. It was a simple goal, and easy to reach with a good girl like Vera. Complacency. Acceptance. Step one, anyways. Once they were sure they could do as they wished to her, it was time to erode her self-worth. Then replace it with Halcyon’s vision of worth, being a submissive little toilet.

She couldn’t help herself. She wanted to at least look a little more collected or motherly as she did it, but Halcyon just had to reach out and grab her child’s nice tits. “Oooh, so soft~ You got a good pair sweetie! Let’s hope they’re not done growing. What bra size are you now? Still C’s?”

Gasping with fluster, the child could only look at her parent with shock before gritting her teeth and giving a little nod before averting her gaze with shame. Halcyon only smiled brighter. She jumped the gun, molested Vera out of thin air. Well, not exactly thin air, and this was pretty tame compared to ‘the talk’ they gave her a few days ago. But her little girl took it like a champ, just letting mommy walk all over her. God she wanted to voice that, tell her just what was happening, shout with glee that her own daughter did nothing but grimace at her groping her.

The smile on the ivory mother’s visage changed its tone, still bright, still eager, but now the sharp teeth were much more imposing as she squeezed her own offspring’s breasts. Halcyon’s own muzzle was flushed, though the heat bloomed from lust and desire rather than shame and embarrassment. “You know, I think today’s training will just be getting you used to having someone touch you. It’s rude to flinch whenever I make contact with you.”

—

Xavier yanked that gleaming tail higher, hearing the moan and slap as his hips impacted the thick ass he pulled towards him. Taking a moment to appreciate the clenching warmth around his freshly hilted length, he puffed out a satisfied breath before taking a backstroke out of Halcyon’s snug ass. “I hear you got a little hands-on with Vera today, honey.”

Hal’s words were airy, spoken between gentle noises of pleasure and breaths. “Oh? Did she complain to you? I told her daddy wouldn’t care~”

Slamming back into her tailhole with a plap and a grunt, Xavier chuckled as he assfucked his beautiful wife. “Well, maybe complaining isn’t the right word. She’s quite beside herself now that we’re ‘repossessing’ her. Best she could do was just tell me what happened before going back to staring off in the distance.” The slapping of flesh grew louder, faster, slicker. “But I’m gonna complain, hun.”

“What- unf- ever for? Ah~” Halcyon got out as her body lurched from the doggy-style pounding.

“You know you’re supposed to be training her ass, not groping her. Actually training. It almost hurts to squeeze in her to take a leak, and it’s annoying because I have to be super hard to get in, then I have to wait.”

“H-oh-oney, I know you were- mf~ joking earlier, but- fuuuck- I know you can piss while hard.” Halcyon’s rebuttal was met with a loud spank to her expansive rear, a red handprint forming just after her gasp and slutty moan. “P-Point taken, sir~”

“Good. Now, I know she’s going to refuse taking my piss tonight, so she’s going to have to take it in the morning. Use that to get her to be a bit more agreeable with getting some anal training in.” He groaned then, relishing plowing Hal’s rear. “God I love that we can fuck whenever again. Didn’t realize just how much we cut back.”

Halcyon was already lost to a fuck-drunk “yessssss~”

—

“Shhh, shhh… You need to relax, it won’t hurt as much.” Halcyon cooed, nuzzling her daughter’s face in the usual Vera sandwich. Vera slept with them, she woke up with them, always close. Too close, her father’s larger form spooning her from behind while her mother’s shapelier form smushed her from the front. Worst of all was how horribly nice and comforting it was to wake up in their embrace. Vera doubted she would have been getting any sleep at all if they weren’t holding her through the night. Their love poisoned her will.

The daughter’s face scrunched and teeth bared with a hiss, eyes screwed shut as her ears twitched while they folded. The warmth of bodies around her barely helped with the sear from the tip of her dad’s cock pushing against her tailhole, fighting to break in without an ounce of lubrication. The girl shivered as the discomfort turned to pain, whimpering at that peak of force just before the dry cockhead tore into her that single inch.

Vera gasped, eyes widening, muzzle open in silent emotion before her teeth clacked as it snapped shut. Bracing down back into a grimace, the burn of untrained dry penetration lingered. But even that began to pale in comparison to the lance now heating her insides. A gasp, a quiver, another flinch, and her eyes squeezed tight as a lightning bolt of chills traveled up her spine. The warmth inside her spread, a single point of a jet, then a wave as it washed deeper. 

Her father was peeing inside her. That sensation was the stream of urine hitting her walls, before building volume to flow deeper into her bowels. She trembled against her parents laying on either side of her, spooning her from front and back as Xavier used her ass as his urinal. The stream hit its zenith immediately, before shifting to the mid-pressure flow after the damn burst, flowing deeper into her depths.

Her hands twitched and jerked, and her legs shifted restlessly. The burn of Xavier’s dry entry into her anus still clung to her mind, but she was quickly focusing more on the sickening feeling of fluid rushing up her guts. Her own father was using her body to relieve himself.

She shouldn't have let it go this far.

It should have never gone this far.

She should have said no.

She shouldn't be taking her father's piss up her ass.

Her teeth ground as she bit her tongue, forcing herself to not say a word. To not give voice to the growing disgust and anger at herself, her own weakness and submission. To not say a word about how wrong this was. How her mother's fingers were gently kneading her breast, and how her father's hand was caressing her tummy as he emptied his bladder into her bowels. To not say a word when Halcyon was slowly dragging her finger around a nipple, and Xavier was pulling her closer to his chest with tenderness and relief.

She shouldn't be accepting this.

She shouldn't be letting them get away with this.

She shouldn't have let this happen.

Xavier started pushing his piss out fiercer, she could feel the volume increase, the stream inside her grow stronger and turn into a torrent of acrid yellow fluid inside her intestines. Laying on her side, it could only sink deeper into her. The daughter's tormented features showcased her distaste, her discomfort, just how distraught she was. The mother dragoness smiled, kissing her daughter once on the nose. It was a gesture to distract her, and it helped as the woman spoke. "You're doing so well, sweetie. It's a lot, but just relax. Your body can take it, just breathe. Breathe, Vera. In... and out... Let daddy's piss fill you up."

Vera's eyes opened a crack, seeing her mother's beaming visage looking back at her, though her ears perked faintly when she heard her father's voice. "You're doing good, Vera. Just a bit more. You can take it." He whispered. "Take daddy's piss nice and deep in your ass."

The eighteen year old tried to keep the scowl, to not react to the filth. She wanted to yell, she wanted to scream, she wanted to sob, and cry, and throw up. But she could do none of those. That infected thought lay at the back of her mind. The thought that her parents loved her. And that she loved her parents. They did this out of love. They raised her, she failed them, they are fair to take this. So, she would let them take their due. She would let them use her, let them shape her, let them turn her into a slave. Without ever truly realizing it. 

Vera tried to choke out some words, fighting to speak over the shame and revulsion her body was sending to her brain. "D-Do you l-love me?"

"Of course, Vera." Halcyon cooed, her finger drawing a circle around her daughter's areola. "We love you. Always.”

“You’re daddy’s special princess. Something to truly cherish, Vera. I'm about halfway empty, okay?" Xavier added, his hand on her gently moving in soothing caresses. He moved to kiss her head, flexing the cockhead lodged just past her anus to fire out the stream faster. “You’re my beautiful anal princess.”

All Vera could do was whimper amid the kind words and searing urine pumping up her rectum.

"You're doing so good, baby girl. You're our good little toilet, aren't you?" Halcyon's smile grew, and she planted a kiss on Vera's forehead, the dragoness shivering under her loving touch. "We'll always love you, Vera. You're our daughter."

"D-Daddy. M-Mom." Vera said, unable to mentally bridge their love and care to the fact they called her a toilet, and their daughter. A conflict that she would simply never process, choosing the thoughts of love and comfort. "I-It's so warm and s-so much..." She choked out, her voice strained, her face twisted in near-nausea.

"That's it, baby girl. Just a bit more. Just relax. We love you, Vera. With all our hearts, and all my pee.” Xavier said, his hand moving from her side to her stomach. He could feel his bladder rushing into her, pushing the last of his piss into his daughter's bowels. "Remember to lay with your hips raised for a while when I’m done, sweetie. You need to get the urine to settle as deep as possible in you. Okay?"

"O-Okay." Vera said, her eyes screwed shut.

"We love you so much, Vera. And letting daddy piss in you just makes us love you so much more.” Halcyon whispered, giving her another kiss. "Just relax. Don't tense up, let it flow inside you. You can do this, sweetie. You're such a good girl."

"M-Mom. Daddy. I'm r-relaxing. T-Trying” Vera stuttered, trying to force her body to be at ease. Trying to force herself to be at peace with taking her father's piss. She needed to, the warm wetness inside her was telling her that. But every time she felt herself loosen, if felt like the lake of golden urine inside her sank deeper, winding through her guts. And her muscles would spasm with the shifting fluid, tensing again. "D-Daddy." She whined, unable to stop the twitches that her muscles caused.

"Shhh... Easy Vera. Take a deep breath." Xavier said, his hand making tender rubs on her belly.

Vera did as she was told, breathing in slowly through her nose, her mind fogging as every horrible and comforting sensation conflicted within her. The molten weight inside her was so unnatural, so unnerving and revolting. Knowing it was urine only made it worse. The pain of her backdoor clamping down on her father's tip only added to the negative, trying to kick out the invader. But then there was the gentle touch of the same man who just unloaded his bladder up her ass. The comforting presence he gave to the rest of her back. The combination of soothing and encouraging words with hands-on love and gropes on her front from her mother.

They gave her a choice. Drown herself in disgust and discomfort, or lose herself in their embrace and praise. Her parents were forcing her to choose, and she didn't even know. Oblivious to the manipulative machinations, the railroading and conditioning.

She couldn't leave. She couldn't fight back.

She had no one.

She had nothing.

Except her parents. She didn’t want to hate them. She wanted to love them. And so her fate was sealed.