Damaged Goods

Story by cuteycindyhoney

KEYS: Futanari, 1930, Masturbation, Incest, Sister on sister, NC, Pregnant sex, Daughter on mother, Alcohol, Drunken unconscious Mother.

Authors Note: I wrote this story in 2019, and am almost certain I forgot to post it! I hope you enjoy!

Summary:

In 1930, a woman with a secret struggled to live quietly with her overbearing self-righteous rich mother, and her beautiful big sister. When Roberta learned Sally had been taken advantage of, and was now in a family way, it made her male organ rigid with excitement. Sally was now Damaged Goods! Roberta schemed to take advantage of the situation before mother discovered that Sally was a wayward woman and threw her out in the street. A bit of blackmail would forever change all 3 of their lives!

Damaged Goods

By Honey Moon

Roberta Davis looked like a normal seventeen year old girl. She knew she wasn't normal though. Mother had told her often enough that she was an abomination for her to start believing it.

The five foot six redhead drew the interest of young and old men alike with her slender waist, flaring hips, and firm full breasts. Being an abomination, Roberta didn't return their attentions. While her sister Sally swooned over the men in her movie magazines, Roberta's interests lay elsewhere.

She vividly remembered the lesson learned when she had forgotten herself one afternoon. While looking over her sister's shoulder at one of the publications she and mother adored, Roberta had innocently mentioned that she would love to give her first kiss to Thelma Todd. Perhaps it was because platinum blonde Sally looked so much like 'Hot Toddy', but with a far bigger bust, that their mother had given her such a look of disgust.

The slap across her face that followed had been more humiliating than painful. Worse had been the hours mother had droned on and on about what a wicked soulless thing she was. Mother had read passages from the bible to illustrate her damnable lecture. What the hell did that dusty old tome have anything to do with her, anyway? Nowhere in it's pages did it mention a girl being born with a man's organ! Roberta thought it was only logical for a girl cursed with a penis to like other girls.

Thinking back on it, Roberta wished she hadn't expressed that thought out loud. Unlike the first slap, the second one really hurt! She had been lucky though. For just a second, she had thought mother was going to strike her across the face with the family bible! That would have loosened a few teeth, at the very least!

She sighed while sitting alone in her room. It was happening again. Mother would surely throw a fit and beat her soundly if Roberta let her know about this almost frightful change. It started last month in school. Thinking idle thoughts, Roberta had started pondering on what the nuns wore under their habits. With a smile, she had decided that the answer was...Nothing.

After just a moment of imagining shapely Sister Mary Margret wearing only her wimple, Roberta had been startled to find a huge lump showing in her uniform skirt. Gingerly exploring with her fingertips, she discovered the organ that marked her as an abomination to her mother, had grown. No longer was it the soft finger of flesh she made water through. It seemed almost angry with a desire to become exposed and do...Something. Roberta sat perfectly still, feeling quite jumpy and rather warm. It had taken almost an hour for things to return to normal. Thank goodness nobody had noticed.

After the initial confusion, Roberta now understood what was happening to her body. If she thought too much about girls, it was no longer only her vagina that grew moist. Her penis would stiffen and grow quite long. The two egg sized orbs in their sack of skin beneath it, would snuggle up firm against her as the rod of flesh throbbed. Secretly, she was rather proud. When fully inflamed by lust, her penis was nearly ten inches long. From whispers she had overheard from her classmates, she knew her organ to be rather large. If mother ever found out about this change, there would be a literal Hell to pay!

It was fully inflamed now. Safely locked in her room, Roberta lifted her nightdress and ran a fingertip along it's length. Her whole body shuddered at the gentle touch. She closed her eyes and sighed. It was getting late, and she didn't want to wait for it to go down on it's own. Being an intelligent girl, Roberta knew that boys must do something to themselves to relieve this stressful condition.

It hadn't taken her long to figure out the way of it. Having seen a dog mount a bitch, and a stallion (a truly impressive sight!) mount a mare, she knew that a penis was meant to be pushed within the folds of a vagina. Then, be it beast or man, that penis had to be repeatedly thrust into the female until the male completed his task and put his mate i

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