True to her word, the woman gives you and your parents a break from mating. However you quickly learn this is a curse in disguise. Without the cloud of sexual desire as a distraction you are overcome with shame and humiliation. You can hardly look your parents in the eyes knowing that you, their son, accepted their virile seed so eagerly. The possibility of being impregnated by your own mother horrifies you.
The woman seems to relish tormenting the three of you, going so far as to force you to watch video that you didn’t realized had been filmed of your entire mating session. You’ve seen it so many time, in all it’s high definition glory, that the image of your mother’s cum dripping from you gaping vaginal lips, and your fathers thick seed oozing out of your mouth is engrained in your mind. You can practically taste his seed on your tongue even days later.
Your father was lucky being the only one to keep his gender, something the woman is all too happy to remind you and your mother of. The cruel woman has positioned you in front of your parents with your tail tied upwards so they must constantly stare at your sex and whiff your enticing pheromones. She personally sees to it that you are always wet and aroused, despite your protestations. Once she even forced you to clean off her arm coated with your vaginal juices using your tongue, before shoving it back into your drippy sex to collect more of your female juices.
She gives your parents just enough to get their attention, rubbing your juices on their snouts, mixing it into they feed. Just enough to get them aroused, but not enough to break their human will.
All the while she “reassures” you this is only a break.
True to her word after several days of mental torment the woman enters with a huge grin on her face, and says: