Vera didn’t realize she had fallen asleep, until she was slowly trudging out of slumber. Hazy, gentle, relaxed, a few thoughts crossed her lagging mind as she began to perceive the world that matched those thoughts. Warm presence around her, a soft blanket, a fluffy pillow. Vera opened her eyes to see her parent’s room, and realized there was only one parent still in bed with her. Her father’s firm chest pressed to her back, a leg draped over her hips, arms around her middle and hands gently squeezing her tits.

“Mhh…” Vera groaned, shaking off the slumber and trying to stretch. A flash of ache ran up her spine from her nethers, bringing that motion to a halt just as her father’s embrace tightened all around. A firm clench was given to her hand-filling chest as well, causing that ache to subtly shift into a jolt able to elicit a cute noise from her.

“Woah, take it easy. Don’t move your hips or legs too much until we can get you some ibuprofen.” He said, deep voice rumbling right into her ears.

“W-Where’s mom…?”

A chuckle from the dark scaled man matching Vera’s colors and patterns in all but the gray spots Halcyon gifted to her offspring. “She’s off making you some breakfast. You get to eat in bed while recovering, my little princess.” Xavier said with a nuzzle into the back of his daughter’s head and a tug to her nipples.

Still tense, with the grope to her sensitive buds not encouraging relaxation until a moment passed, Vera released a deep sigh as things came back to her. The patch of gauze over her sex was loud and clear now, and the memory of Halcyon riding her face until she passed out came back. The ache in her neck made sense now, but it was thankfully not the worst she had thanks to the pillow setup last night. “When… did I get to your room?”

“When I carried you in, sleeping and covered in pussy juice. Halcyon licked you clean throughout the night though.”

The explanation of her cleanliness caused a little stir within Vera, that little warmth of tenderness around her heart and a happy thought that mommy takes care of her. Other thoughts of ‘mommy’ resurfaced, the facts and words spoken after her procedure to sew her pussy shut. That in losing hers, Vera would dedicate herself to Halcyon’s vagina. That Vera is officially anal only as of this moment. Now that there was just silence and a wall to stare at, no haze of sex or alluring presence of Halcyon to drag her mind into happy ignorance, she gave those words thought.

Until a somewhat strong squeeze of her breasts derailed her train of thought again. “Awfully quiet dear. Still waking up? Should we get your mother to bring some coffee with breakfast?”

Trying to get her facial expression under control from the sudden burst of sensation, Vera shook her head. “Just… a little tired still. I wouldn’t mind coffee though…”

A loving peck of a kiss was planted on the back of her head, “Alright sweetie, I’ll go make some and help your mother. We’ll be back soon, and bring some painkillers with us. You just take it easy, okay?” Xavier untangled himself from his spooning position, slipping out from under the covers with a final little pat on Vera’s ass before walking out of the room. This time, Vera felt truly alone. Strongly, shockingly, strangely, there was just a cold sense once her father’s warm body separated from hers.

She didn’t fully understand why this feeling arose now, this chill creeping up within herself. She knew it was a culmination of what happened, lifting the covers, seeing the bandage over her slit. She let it drop, her head falling back to a pillow as she let out an unsure puff of air. Why was this happening now? Surely this would have arisen during her alone time right after the procedure. But she knew why, deep down. That voice nagging her from inside her mind, the voice she worked so hard to ignore whispered it. Mommy’s not here. No immediate memory to linger on, no upcoming one to anticipate. 

Her pussy was gone. Well, not gone, just… out of action. As Halcyon made it so clear herself, a pair of scissors would undo what was just done. Just a little barrier more for… mental reinforcement. Mental reinforcement that she is anal only. She is anal only. That’s good, right? She wasn’t using her pussy, right? The vibrator felt good, sure, but the best was when it was just the dildo under her tail. Was it the dildo? Or was it Vera’s imagination of Halcyon’s hand replacing hers? Vera’s mind imagining just how happy and proud Halcyon would be at her anal masturbation? The dream of showing her mom just how worthy of her love she is?

Like that, a crack formed. Not significant, not spreading. But in a shattering instant, Vera somewhat understood what was happening. She didn’t want this. Any of this. Halcyon did. Vera just wanted Halcyon. Her love, her touch, her praise and intimacy. Vera had a dissonance ringing, the deeper self fighting against the good girl Halcyon was building. A hand moved without thought, assurance needed, of reality. She gripped the gauze pad, gently pulling off the tape holding it down. The underside had some blood, a few sparse dots, nothing major. It correlated with the tight line of her sex, a weave of simple clear surgical stitches holding it closed. Tugged at the lace points, switch-backing down her slit. 

Where the needle pulled the line through her vulva were where the pinpricks of red appeared on the gauze. There was no crimson welling up now, the pricks so small and filled with the sutures. She should have seen her symbolic mutilation and recoiled. Lamented, questioned. Why should she give herself to mommy’s pussy? Why did her’s have to be sealed? These thoughts didn’t come. Instead, there was a receding of the chill. The girl’s former self scrabbling to climb out of a pit of repression cast back down by the perfect good girl, the toilet. It was just stitches. Halcyon did exactly as she said, no more, no less. Truth was told, promises kept. This was easily undoable, as promised. But why would she undo it? Mommy kept her word. Mommy makes her feel good, doing what mommy says makes her feel good.

She likes feeling good. So she likes doing what mommy wants. Simple, easy, a good life.

—-

In this case, it truly was an easy, good life. Halcyon simply brought food, painkillers, stuck around and groped a bit, but played the part of a rather normal mother compared to recently. Asked how she was feeling, made sure the meds worked, and mostly provided a shoulder to lean on for comfort. Vera got to use the TV, watching some shows and movies throughout the day, until Halcyon brought lunch in. Not as grand as the breakfast, but welcome nonetheless. Xavier then swapped places with Hal after he got home from work, laying beside her and providing company and a few handsy touches, but pretty chill overall. 

Vera could tell they were building up to something. “So what’s going on?” Vera asked, snuggled up beside her father’s form, both naked and his arm around her shoulder with hand atop her breast. As usual. It took a long time for her to get over the fact he liked to keep his idle hands on her body. At first it was a bad feeling, but shifted to an embarrassment after the initial hump. Now, there was some modicum of pleasantry in the way her dad always liked to touch her. A needed assurance that she had a body he wanted to feel.

He finally clocked that she asked a question, stilling his idle kneading. “What do you mean, princess?” 

“There’s been nothing but good stuff today. You’re gonna drop something on me tonight, aren’t you?” She said, rubbing her face on his chest as the TV reflected off their scales. “I know… there’s a lot more to do. You said there were things I’d need to do, and I’ve barely done the first few. You don’t need to… hide it. Just tell me, please. I’m ready.”

“Sweetie, we’re not nice just because we want something from you. Yes, this is a transaction at times, you do stuff for us, and we make it worth your time. But that doesn’t prevent us from just spending time with you, does it? From being there for you? You’re my daughter, I love you. Can’t I show that love?” He leaned down to peck the top of her head. “Besides, worst case, this could be our way of repaying you for everything so far. You got your pussy sewed, and your face ridden until you practically fainted, multiple days in a row. I think you deserve some rest.”

Her cheeks began flushing as he piled on the adoration, a gentle sigh escaping the girl’s lips. “Thanks, dad.” A moment passed, savoring the closeness. “You’re totally gonna piss in my ass later, aren’t you?”

She let out a tiny, adorable moan as Xavier playfully squeezed her boob. “Afraid not, sweetie. Your ass is pretty close to your pussy, and I guarantee you’re going to be able to feel every twitch around those stitches. I don’t wanna give you any undue stress down there until you’re a bit more healed up.”

Vera almost didn’t believe him, but she remembered there were plenty of nights where he didn’t use her. It was usually a reward, but it was also seemingly random at times. Still, she wouldn’t complain. “You’re the best, dad.”

“Course I am, hun. But that doesn’t mean every routine we’ve established is set to the wayside. You have an appointment with my genitals, sweetie. Another thirty minute acclimation session.”

Vera scoffed, though more in a lighthearted nature. “I think I’m ‘acclimated’ now dad, I suck you off every night.”

The hand that was slowly massaging her tit moved to caress her cheek as she rested on his chest. Xavier hummed, sending a rumble through her entire skull. “True, but it’s good to keep a routine up. And I can still tell that you aren’t thrilled to service me, so we’re inching closer to true acceptance. Besides, you need to work on your throat skills.”

Puffing air past her nose, Vera lips tightened. “Fine. Hand me the remote.” Throwing up an old show she had forgotten about during these tumultuous months of training, she felt a sense of normalcy as the intro music ran. Then Xavier’s hand caressed her cheek, enticing, requesting. A slow nod from the girl as she moved around and got situated, not easy to find a good position where she could see the screen and also have her face in her dad’s junk. But before long, she could get a sidelong glance of her show while nuzzling under his shaft and nosing his sack.

As usual the smell wasn’t exactly roses and perfume, but she no longer had many qualms with it. He showered and cleaned, the only dirty thing about it was the mental connotation. It was a natural scent, and certainly familiar, and familial. It didn’t stoke that fire and need like her mother’s presence. But shockingly, her dad’s musk had come to be fairly relaxing. Vera’s mind conditioned with experience that whenever she was immured in his smell like this, it was a time to chill out. Take some time, her only job being to breathe deep. Pure peace. Before she realized, her time was up, a gentle tap pulling her face out of his groin. A warm smile greeted her, one she couldn’t help but return.

Before she knew it, she was pumping her lips down Xavier’s shaft. Heartily working two thirds of his ten inches with practiced bobs and twists, little hums mixing in with the gentle wet sounds. Over this display of growing skill, she did her best to tackle a few new inches with a good degree of success. Yet she pulled off at his request all too soon, a scratch behind her ears complimenting the proud tone he addressed her with. “It’s so nice to see you eager for me, and you’re learning incredibly fast. Truly the best at what you do. But, hate to cut it short, any more and I’d blow in your mouth. Let’s save it for dinner, okay? You can get a nice glaze on your food again. Or a shot if you’re daring.”

Vera didn’t know why in particular, but she was feeling daring. Perhaps it was the lulled sense of parental pride and love. Perhaps she was spurring herself on, eager to do more for the people who provided for her. Or maybe it was a point of falling down the pit, laying her with her pussy stitched shut, leaving her with no other option than to descend deeper. Enough tip-toeing, she had nothing else to live for besides her parents. Any attempt to stay between worlds would just tear her in two. “I’ll, uh, try the shot. And… I’ll try your pee again too.”

That caused her dad’s brows to raise, before his snout curled into a gentle but excited grin. “Are you sure? You don’t have to.”

“W-Well, yeah. I need to get used to it. A-And you just mentioned the importance of routine, and you didn’t have me try anything this morning…”

She suddenly lost her breath as she was pulled into a big hug, the father’s arms giddily squeezing the life out of her for a moment. “You’re making me so proud, princess!” He pulled back, pecking her cheek and patting her back. Vera couldn’t help but smile back, her father's excitement infectious. She couldn't tell what it was, but it made her feel good, appreciated. Like her life mattered. 

"W-Well, it's... only fair, right? You won't be, uh, peeing up my butt like usual. So you have to use the regular toilet." She said, trying to justify herself while the reality settled in. Was this really her life now? Accepting a man urinating into her bowels like it's the most natural thing in the world? Well, Halcyon seemed to think so. And Vera couldn't argue with her mommy's way of thinking. Not anymore, at least.

Xavier seemed to be taking a sudden concern with her. "Oh, sweetie. Don't talk like that. You *are* the normal toilet. Don't forget that. Don't talk like my piss in your butt isn't more normal than not.” He gently stroked her cheek, a soft, reassuring expression. "And hey, if you do feel comfortable with this, then that's great! Accepting your place just makes everything smoother.” He said with a happy tone, pecking her nose and standing up from the bed. "You just wait here and relax, okay? I'll get mom and we can get things going."

Vera was left speechless, nodding and watching him leave the room. She knew this was coming, but with such a loving acceptance, it was hard not to be swept up. Was this... right? It couldn't be wrong, because Halcyon would tell her that. Mommy would tell her that. And mommy always knew best.

Xavier was quick in retrieving his wife, the two dragons reentering the room with a happy greeting from Halcyon. Vera couldn't help but reciprocate, her mood brightening upon seeing her mom. "Hey mommy," Vera said, trying to not sound like a puppy as she looked up at the white scaled dragoness. Halcyon gave a warm smile, coming over to lay beside her and giving her a tight, loving hug. Vera sank into the embrace, her head buried under Halcyon's chin as her mother's arms and plush chest surrounded her.

"Hello sweetie, you look happy. Feeling better?" Halcyon asked, rubbing her daughter's back and shoulder.

Vera nodded into her neck. "Dad's been keeping me company, and... I was able to keep him ‘company’.” Vera felt Halcyon's embrace tighten, before she pulled back, smiling and holding Vera's cheek.

"That's wonderful, darling! You're becoming such a good girl." Halcyon gave a gentle peck to her daughter's snout, before Xavier broke their intimate moment with a clearing of his throat.

"Alright, let's get started." Xavier plainly said, before producing a large thermos. By the time he brought its opening to his tip, he began erupting a stream of yellow into it. Halcyon had a hand on Vera's head, gently rubbing her daughter's scalp as Xavier released his urine into the thermos. Vera was blushing fiercely, embarrassment and a little shame as the sound of liquid splashing and the scent of piss filled the air. "Remember, all I ask is that you get a mouthful. Don't need to swallow, don't need to hold it, just get it in." Halcyon said, trying to keep her daughter's attention solely on her.

"Y-Yeah, okay..." Vera said, before turning her head, Halcyon gently guiding it with her hand. Xavier was finished filling the thermos, finishing off with a few shakes to clear the remainder.

"Here you are, sweetie. Get a mouthful like your mother said." Xavier approached, holding out the large vessel. Vera slowly took it with a nod, lifting it up and holding her snout just above the rim. She took a breath, steeling herself. She remembered clearly that the first shot of piss she tasted, she spit out immediately. The horrid flavor flashed back in her mind, but she felt a newfound determination. She would do better, even if this was only the second time. This was her new life, this is what she lived for, wanted or not. If she couldn’t do this… she was nothing. Unworthy of her parent’s love.

She pursed her lips and tipped the thermos, letting the piss flow into her maw. She tried to focus on it just being warm water, but there was a distinct and vile tang to it. The smell was still a potent, almost acidic scent, causing her gag reflex to stir. She didn't want to spit it out, to disappoint her parents. She couldn't. She held the thermos level, letting more pour through into her mouth and collect.

She heard her parents cooing praise, her mom gently rubbing her back and shoulder as she waited. "Good job, sweetie. Just fill up, you can spit it out any time." Halcyon said, trying to comfort her. Vera tried to not swallow, but she had to breathe through her nose. And that was where the reminding odor was the strongest. She wanted to vomit, or spit it out, or just drop the thermos. But she had to prove herself. Sink or swim, the cup still tipped. Instead, she swallowed. The disgusting, warm, tart fluid went down her throat, causing her to shudder and her chest to tighten. She gagged, but quickly forced it down, trying to ignore the churn in her stomach as it settled.

Vera's cheeks were a deep, shameful crimson as she pulled the thermos away, coughing and trying to regain her composure. Her parents stared back with some surprise, until Xavier spoke. "Did you... swallow it?"

Vera nodded, before hacking and coughing a few more times. "Y-Yeah, it didn't taste good, but... I'm... your toilet. I have to. Sooner or… later.” Vera said, a hand gripping her neck as she forced her stomach to settle. She wasn't prepared for Xavier to suddenly hug her tight, nuzzling the top of her head and gently squeezing her tight.

"You are so perfect, princess." He said, a joyful tone that caused Vera's mood to brighten in a flash. Halcyon joined in, squeezing her daughter from the other side as the two surrounded the girl in a loving embrace. Vera let herself melt, the toxic feelings fading away as she was loved. She had done it, she swallowed her dad's piss. She could do it again. It was worth it, just to see their pride, their appreciation. It made Vera feel like she mattered, and that's all she wanted.

"So good, my baby girl..." Halcyon said, before leaning in and nosing her cheek. Vera looked up to her mother's snout, her mom suddenly giving her a deep, lusty kiss. Vera's eyes widened, but quickly settled as she got swept up in Halcyon's affection.

Halcyon's tongue was a sudden thrust into her daughter's maw, dominating and forcing its way past her lips. Vera couldn't resist, whimpering and letting her mother tonguefuck her face. Halcyon broke the kiss with a gasp, giving Vera a moment to breathe. "W-Wha-" Vera was quickly cut off, Halcyon pulling the girl close. They lay on the bed with their backs propped up on pillows and the headboard, Vera atop her mother with her head smushed between the matron's heavenly rack.

Halcyon's breasts seemed even more glorious in this position, with Vera's cheeks squished into their plush, pillowy form. Vera's back was tickled as Halcyon's soft middle shifted with her breathing, her face heating up as Halcyon began gently rubbing her daughter's sides and back. "I can't describe how happy I am to see you take this step, Vera. You make mommy so proud." Halcyon said, voice soft and loving, her snout nosing the top of Vera's head.

Vera felt her body begin to melt, eyes slowly closing as she sank into her mother's bosom. "We can see you want all this to be a bit more... expedient. So: you're going to drink the rest of that thermos. Right now, with us." Halcyon said, pointing to the container now back in Xavier's hands. Vera's heart skipped a beat, and her eyes shot open. She tried to look up, but her mother's chest was smushing her face and gaze back into their doughy form. "Sweetie, it's important to not waste. And you just committed. Now prove yourself.”

Vera was silent, mind reeling. She felt a pressure in her belly already, and she didn't know how much she could stomach. Her mother's tone drifted back down one last time. "I'm not saying you have to chug it all at once. Just that we're going to stay here until it's finished. And I'll be providing a helping hand~" Halcyon whispered the last part, Vera feeling Hal's fingers move to grope the teen's breasts, rolling and gently pinching her nipples. While her father’s touch was calm and more of a gentle massage, Halcyon gripped with lustful intent.

Vera's nipples were incredibly sensitive, and Halcyon was exploiting that knowledge. Vera let out a little yelp as her mother began to play with her tits, trying to ignore the building sense of arousal and focus on the thermos Xavier was offering her. Vera reached up and took it with a trembling hand, trying to keep her mind straight as Halcyon tugged her nipples in slow, teasing motions.

Xavier sat beside the two, reaching over and squeezing Vera's thigh. "Good girl. Let mommy make you feel good as you drink, okay? You do something for us, we do something for you.” He said with a warm tone, before Halcyon interrupted.

"Drink, baby. Remember, don't waste. Remember what you are." Halcyon said, fingers rolling Vera's buds and groping her entire breast with a firm grip. Vera whined, slowly bringing the thermos to her maw. In all honesty, the molestation quite helped. It got her mind less focused on what she was doing, hazing her senses, and was a potent encouragement. She didn't want Halcyon to stop, the pleasure and attention keeping her mind distracted. Vera brought the thermos to her lips, tilting it back as her mother continued imparting heavenly sensation.

She took a few swallows, the piss flowing down her throat in a slower pace than before. The taste was still horrific, but Halcyon's massage to her chest was enough to keep her senses occupied. Pulling the large cup away with a slight gasp, Vera finished her first few sips of the high volume of urine. She coughed and sputtered, trying to keep it all down as the warmth settled in her stomach. Just as the taste threatened to rise above all and trigger a deep gag, Halcyon's voice broke through, switching to a gentle kneading of her daughter's chest. "You're doing so well, sweetie. You're the best toilet." Halcyon said, her touch igniting a different kind of burning inside her. New burning lust merged with the smoldering determination within.

Vera took a moment to refocus, and her mother doubled the assault on her nipples. What was just a pleasant buzz of pleasure underneath everything became a searing flare. Vera groaned, back arching as Halcyon rubbed her decently large chest in just the right ways. The mother knew all too well what she was doing, using her child's sensitive buds to push her to the edge of orgasm. This was not just a reward for taking the next step of her training, but an untold part of the training. With this pleasure coursing through her as she drank urine, it would link the two things together in the most classic conditioning.

The girl was overwhelmed quickly with Halcyon's touches, her mind gone and thoughts incoherent. She could barely register Xavier handing her the thermos again, not realizing he took it when she shuddered from the teasing pinches and tugs, Xavier giving it a little shake to get the piss sloshing around inside. Vera didn't even hesitate this time, lifting it and chugging the warm fluid as Halcyon worked her nipples and swells. She was on cloud nine, drowning in pleasure and bliss, the taste of piss a secondary annoyance. Vera was panting like a dog when the cup was empty, Halcyon glancing down to check that Vera's task was complete, and launched the grand finale of her groping.

Vera let out a high pitched moan as Halcyon pulled on her nipples, dragging them away and tugging on her breasts, rubbing and massaging and squeezing her tits, driving the girl to a roaring orgasm. Her body nearly spasmed as Halcyon teased and pinched her buds, cumming hard as her mother refused to relent. Vera bucked and writhed atop Halcyon, the piss churning in her stomach as she came, the disgust fading to a mere memory as her mother pushed her to the peak. As Vera's shuddering slowed, so did Halcyon's hands, gradually moving to merely holding her child's healthy D cups as Vera's ragged breathing filled the room.

"You did so good, baby. I'm so proud of you." Halcyon said with an adoring whisper, Xavier chuckling beside the two.

"I couldn't have asked for a better daughter. Now I can't ask for a better toilet." Xavier said, stroking Vera's cheek, causing her to blush a deep crimson. Halcyon finally relented, releasing her daughter's breasts and letting her calm down, mind still hazy and body spent from the pleasure. Vera wouldn't even be able to foresee the effects of being made to cum while the taste of piss was still on her tongue. The association would be made, her orgasms and being their toilet becoming linked. And Vera would find herself eager to become their personal waste dump, if only to experience that same high.

"How are you feeling, sweetie?" Halcyon asked, brushing Vera's hair. Vera nuzzled her mother's chest, eyes closed and savoring the touch. She was a little tired, content, and occasionally quivering with after shocks when her nipples brushed against her parent.

"G-Good." Vera stammered, before nosing Halcyon's chest some more. She was still a bit too embarrassed to say more, but Halcyon got the message.

"How's your stomach?" Halcyon asked, patting her daughter's middle, causing Vera to whine as the piss sloshed within her. Vera's mind was still swimming with pleasure and happiness, and nearly forgot just what she drank. Her orgasms and time with mommy made into a preprogrammed disassociation state. With the reminder, the vestiges of taste in her mouth suddenly became much more acute. She grimaced, pulling her head up to cough and hack, trying to rid herself of the flavor. Halcyon simply rubbed her back, as Xavier huffed gently as Vera sputtered and spat.

"Don't worry sweetie, you don't have to like the taste. Just matters that you drink it, and we appreciate every drop you take.” Xavier said, gently scratching behind her ear. “But, I’ll go get something for you to wash it down with, okay?” Vera calmed herself, before nestling back against Halcyon's breasts. "You let us know if you feel like your drink isn't agreeing with you, that was a lot more than we initially planned for your first true drinking step. We're not going to make you drink as much next time, we need to get your body acclimated." Xavier said, a gentle hand caressing Vera's stomach.

Halcyon smiled and continued rubbing her daughter's back, the two dragons holding Vera close and praising her acceptance. Vera could barely believe it, still slightly mortified by what just happened, and her body certainly still was. But... a sense of accomplishment raced through her, mixing with that afterglow satisfaction. She could do this. She could make them proud, be what they needed her to be. As long as her stomach stopped being so upset when she did it. And with some mouthwash on hand. But, practice makes perfect.

—

Vera realized that chugging a whole thermos of piss as her second time tasting it, was a mistake. To say she didn’t feel great was a bit of an understatement, yet it was not egregious enough that she felt like something could be done for it. A stomachache could be soothed, and her parents did their best, but there was no medicine for the heavy mental weight of disgust. That feeling inside her was pee sloshing around. That thought, that understanding was the real killer. But at the same time, this was a tantamount moment to a breakthrough. She just took a huge amount of piss, and her own mind was still the worst aspect of it.

Dinner was good, another tray brought in to her in bed. They switched plans at the last minute to give her a simple soup to help her belly, and Vera was grateful. And in comparison to what she just did, slamming back a shot of her father’s cum wasn’t so bad. A little salty, but texture was the main issue. Took a few tries to get it down, yet she had a moment of ‘that’s it?’ afterwards. Hard to compare one of the most prevalent sexual fluids to literal urine. Cum was fine. Not her favorite, but doable. Story of her life at this point.

By the end of the day, Vera realized she accomplished quite a bit despite being stuck in bed. That sense was a far cry to the days of staring at her computer, sending out application and application, with nothing to show for it. This? Never even got up, and it was the most she’s progressed in months. It almost started to seem like the optimal path, until that dissonance of ‘parents turning child into toilet’ somewhat crawled back. Well, she didn’t choose this path, and she wouldn’t choose it again. But she couldn’t be too upset at her parents choosing it for her now.