"Emma!" called the matriarch of the Bend household. "Emma!"
 
There was no reply, and Tina sighed. Despite her daughter's constant assurances that she would be better about her routine, that she would "never lose her head" on an examination day again. She hurried up the stairs, checking her watch. If Emma was going to be out and ready for her friend to pick her up, she'd have to be out in record time. That did not bode well.
 
She heard the sounds before she opened the door, and the sight before her - one that might've caused her to faint in the past - made her turn pink at the ears. She collected her thoughts and cleared her throat.
 
Emma's blue eyes looked up at her, but she remained steadfast in her oral self-pleasure, sliding her unique genitalia into her mouth and down her own throat. She was only half-dressed and her hair was a mess, and given the odor and the lack of reaction, it was clear that she'd been at it for some time now.
 
Tina turned her head away, but her rebellious eyes remained trained on Emma's reverie. The pole attached to the girl throbbed in her mouth, a pulsing rod as thick and as long as Tina's arm - all the more eye-catching attached to her daughter's petite frame. The girl shuddered, and Tina felt between her legs as she heard the faint sound of Emma cumming into herself. The rushing, squirting sound went on for a good minute, the heavy, basketball sized balls hanging off the edge of the bed slowly draining into Emma's stomach. Tina knew better than to interrupt.
 
"It's eight-forty, Emma," Tina chastised once she popped off her crown. "What happened with Lauren?"
 
"I drank her last night, like we planned," Emma coughed. "I'm sorry, Mom..." A spurt of seed caught her on the cheek and she dove to nurse her member again.
 
Mrs. Bend frowned. "What? Did you fall asleep before you churned her or something?" The words sounded preposterous even as she said them.
 
Emma had the decency to look apologetic as she answered. "Gabby came in this morning to wake me up, and I was already 'up and going' and she, uh... She just kind of crawled in..."
 
Tina groaned at her late daughter's stupidity. "Damn it, Gabrielle," she breathed. She had told the other girl that they needed to be out early today, hadn't she? Maybe she hadn't said it to her specifically, but she'd definitely been in the room when she'd explained!
 
"But you downed both of them and you're still hungry?"
 
Emma just groaned in the affirmative, too engrossed to talk.
 
The doctors had said she'd get quite the appetite as she got older, but this was just absurd. Just a year ago, one friend a week or so was enough to keep her satisfied. Two of them in a single day, and she still could barely think, let alone move?
 
"You can't miss this test, Em," Tina urged. "Good grades earlier this year are only going to get you so far, dear. I know it's difficult for you, I get it. But I can't stand by and watch you waste the hard work you put in and the future you had... have a head of you."
 
Emma winced and gasped as she finished gulping down the last of her sister. "I... I'll hurry. I'll get ready."
 
Tina smiled and squeezed her daughter's shoulder. She left the room and poked her head through the other door across from Emma's room. One empty bed, one occupied by an oversized lump. A dull gurgle told her all she needed to know. "It's a wonder any of these kids make it out of college," she muttered. She was about to head downstairs when a thunk and a yelp caught her attention.
 
"You've only got a few more minutes, Emma! You alright? Need any help?"
 
"Yeah," came the breathy reply. Surprised, Tina opened the door and saw her daughter leaning against her dresser, skirt tented comedically outwards.
 
"Got dizzy and smacked it against the corner," Emma explained, trying to smile. "You mind getting me a sock for it? I'm little too hard to be bending over right now."
 
"Sure," Tina said hurriedly, glancing at her watch again. "This bottom one, right?" She pulled a few open, sorting through the unkempt piles of clothes Emma had stuffed inside. What a wreck...
 
"M-mom?"
 
Tina looked back and up, freezing as the shadow of her daughter's length loomed over her. Desperation filled Emma's eyes as she heaved heavy breaths, looking Tina up and down.
 
"C-can I..."
 
The meaning was immediately clear. Tina instinctively clutched her hands to her suit pants and stood up straight, flushed. "E-emma, this really isn't... we can't..."
 
"Mom, I can barely walk. This thing is so hard I feel like I'm going to collapse," Emma pleaded, her words slurring slightly even as she spoke.
 
Tina bit her lip, staring at the leaking tool pointing straight at her navel. Emma wanted her. That powerful cock wanted her body. She tried to shake her thoughts clear, but instead found herself wrapping her slender fingers around its head.
 
"If I just, maybe, I'm saying maybe here, if I helped you get off before you left, could you focus long enough to take the placement test?"
 
"I don't think... No," Emma shook her head, but the motion almost sent her stumbling. "I need you in me, Mom. Now," she added.
 
Tina's breath caught and she realized she was tugging the shaft. Pulling it closer to her. 'I've wanted this for so long,' Tina thought to herself, scared to admit the thought. The only non-pred in the whole family, home schooling an insatiable pred with a cock to die for. Literally.
 
"Emma."
 
"Y-yeah?"
 
"Promise me you get there on time. Promise you prepare for you finals so you don't have this happen again."
 
"I promise!" Emma practically yelped, her eyes eager and dangerous. "I promise!"
 
Tina half moaned, half growled as she slipped her jacket off. "How... what's the fastest way to do this?" she asked, eyes not moving from Emma's lower head as it gaped expectantly.
 
"Lie down," Emma blurted, "without your clothes. But leave the stockings on! I always..." she trailed off, swallowed, and continued in a timid, almost worshipful tone, "I always wanted to take you feet first, just like that."
 
Tina complied without protest, laying on her back in nothing but her underwear and black stockings. She pushed a hand under her bra, decency gone to the wind, and hesitantly raised her feet up into Emma's grasp. Her daughter squeezed her feet for a second, panting as she pressed them together, one on top of the other.
 
"Thank you so much, Mom. You're seriously the best mom ever..." Emma moaned as she finally pressed her prize against the head of her waiting python. The flesh smooched her toes, squishing against and around them, and for a moment Tina wondered if it was even reacting. Then, without warning, both of her feet slipped inside with hardly any resistance. Emma staggered and shivered, but her orgasm only served to draw her mother further in. Well-shaped calves steadily disappeared, followed by the thighs that Emma had bounced on and lusted after in equal measure.
 
Tina was eagerly fingering herself now, wide-eyed and speechless as it crawled over her hand and around her wide hips. Further and further she was dragged in, and already she'd lost feeling in her feet. The growing, churning balls ahead of her drooped steadily lower, eager for more of her body. She cried out in her own climax, only spurring her to pinch at her nipples and clit with greater abandon.
 
"Fuck, this is amazing," Emma moaned, pulling her cock upright as she leaned back against the wall. Gravity assisted Tina's demise now, and soon she was down to her chest, her breasts posing a final obstacle as they caught on the edge. The brief respite gave Emma time to lean forward and steal a kiss from her immobilized mother, who returned it with an eagerness that would've shocked her only a few minutes ago. Now, she only savored the moment, brought back to reality only when she felt a hand on the top of her head.
 
"I love you, Mom," Emma said, almost an afterthought as she began to push down. Her kiss trailed upwards as Tina's tits squeezed inside the fleshy tube, covering the blonde woman's cheeks and forehead, before giving her a parting, hungry lick. Tina's chin brushed against the head, then her ears were deafened by the grumbling walls. She looked up, and the last thing she saw was Emma planting her lips around the tip in anticipation.
 
Tina had seen dozen of girls and women meet their fate in just this way. She knew how quickly Emma could turn their whole bodies into a warm load of cum, and she knew that, at this moment, there was nothing in the world she could've given her daughter to let her go now.
 
She climaxed at the thought, and then felt her hips and groin wash way as it left the shaft and was drawn into the whirl below. She felt her heart race and squeezed at her chest, kissing the inner walls of Emma's cock, imagining the clear bulge of her face as she was steadily obliterated. Her butt tingled briefly, the same that had seduced men and women alike, now churned into a gallon or two of white cum. She panted, finding it harder to breathe as she slipped lower.
 
Tina was proud of her body. Proud of herself. She'd kept herself in fine condition, stayed fit, ate well. She giggled besides herself as she felt her abs wash away. Her midriff steadily sunk in, hours of toning and diets turned into a fresh meal for her pred daughter. She wondered if it made it taste any better.
 
Her breasts were making it a tight squeeze. She wasn't as gifted up front as she had been downstairs, but they'd done their job. She always liked how she looked in a push-up, even if she couldn't wear her cleavage like a badge. They buzzed for a second, and then the hand on her nipple faded too.
 
With nothing else to hold her back Tina closed her eyes. She felt Emma contract the muscles around her head, purposefully massaging her down and out of the length of her voracious cock, then she didn't feel anything at all.
 
 
The realization was enough to send Emma over the edge. Cum surged back up the path her mother had disappeared into and into her awaiting gullet. Emma held her throat open, letting the torrent travel unopposed straight into her growling stomach. Every sense she had a predator relished the feeling, made all the more satisfying by knowing just who it was that she was guzzling down - and that they'd given themselves to her willingly. She moaned as her balls began to draw up closer to her, ever so slowly.
 
Too slowly, she knew. She almost smiled around the head of her cock. She'd be here for a good hour or so, savoring this load. This one was special, after all.