That was a surprisingly boring day consider how it started thought Jen as she walked home in her cheer outfit. The day had been nothing out of the ordinary after she had left the house. She'd tried to spot Kyle at school but he was nowhere to be found, so her day had consisted of discussing the newest gossip with her friends, considering how her new condition was going to affect her relationship prospects going forward, and, as Martha had promised, actually being able to study. Throughout it all, she hadn't felt a thing out of the ordinary from her vagina and nipples. They felt as if they were on some sort of felt or suede surface, which Jen guess was probably some sort of closed box. She did feel a little jostling after school as she started cheer practice, but she wrote it off as it probably just being moved to her room as her parents came home.
Suddenly, she felt a cool draft on her disconnected nether parts.
Should she really be opening the box now?! Mom and dad are probably home already Jen thought irritably. Things became much worse when she felt a finger gently caressing her entrance. What the hell!?! Martha's fucked up, big time. I don't swing that way. Verging on rage, Jen pace quickened as she rounded the corner onto her block. As she stalked up to her driveway, she noticed a few things. First, that the finger had stopped. Good, that was starting to go a little too far. thought Jen as she blushed both in anger and embarrassment, because she could tell that despite her outright denial of her arousal, her pussy was pretty wet now. Second, she noticed that the old Honda Camry that Martha drove was not there. This confused her, and she began to get anxious as she scaled the steps into the house.
"MARTHA! Where are you!" shouted Jen as she threw open the front door.
As her father walked out into the hall and turned to speak to her, Jen began to feel a tremendous pressure at the opening to her vagina.
"No need for that Jen, Martha won't be making dinner for us tonight I'm afraid. We know she came by late today, and between that and her incompetence regarding her duties we decided to get rid of her. She didn't take it well I'm afraid." her father stated calmly.
"No...." Jen said quietly, as the pressure she felt between her closed legs increased.
"No need for the act Jennifer, I know you despised her as much as we did, if not more. We'll get a new, better maid, and that hick of a servant won't ever annoy you again. For now, you can take a shower or wait in the kitchen, dinner should be ready in a moment." her father said with a smile.
All Jen could do was smile weakly and nod, as she tried to look normal while she felt a hard penis fill her now-stolen pussy. It was a skill that Jen would get a lot of practice at in the coming days and beyond.