A moment of silence rang out before Christy spoke up, “See ya guys, gotta get to class,” and she galloped away in the opposite direction of her classroom.
This left Ella, Tiff, and Richard standing together in the cum soaked hallway.
“Moms, you girls don’t have to take me to class everyday, I can go by myself,” the teenage boy whined as they both hugged him suffocatingly.
“But you’re my precious baby boy,” Tiff gave a last squeeze, “My little Ricky.”
“Well our little Rick has ta grow up sometime, but how about we make another,” Ella ripped Tiff from Richard and held her in a sensual embrace.
“Such a romantic! That’s why I love you Ella,” Tiff said before kissing Ella on the lips. Then they started to go hard making out while grinding on each other right in the middle of the hallway.
“This is so embarrassing,” Ricky boy said to himself as he looked away from his mothers, “See ya later Moms! I'm going!” They ignored their son and continued to sexually tease each other. Richard walked quickly away to the male restrooms with an awkward gait.
Once inside a stall, he unzipped his pants and pulled down his underwear to let his cock breath.
He grumbled inwardly, his mothers knew that he was sensitive and grew easily horny, but every day they had to hug him, making him erect. With his 12 inches of meat on his dick, an erection was very distracting and embarrassing. It made him lightheaded because all of his blood went down to his dick. He had to jerk off because he wouldn’t go soft for hours, much like his mother Ella. Richard had short black hair and large cock and balls inherited from Ella. From Tiff, he had his blue eyes. He was tall and well muscled due to his genetics, but he had a very very feminine face, it must be due to having two mothers even if one was a dickgirl amazon.
He imagined his mother’s friend Christy as he masturbated. She was a cheerleader and was hot. Long blonde hair, thin waist and wide hips, pretty face and c cup breasts, that was every high school boy's dream. Not to mention she was a centaur, that pushed the coolness factor up by a 100 percent. Plus Christy was the only one in the school who looked like she could take his 12 inch fuck stick. He was too big for most of the girls he dated, apparently most preferred cocks that didn’t tear then in half.
As he stroked his fat long phallus, he imagined other cheerleaders and girls, wishing he could fuck them. Contrary to his body, Richard was introverted, feeling out of place in school. He was with the uncool kids because of his girl face that mismatched with his body. Most girls like handsome manly faces so that shrunk his pool of girlfriends, and the ones he did date found his cock too big. Later he found out that all the girls that dated him came out and lesbians, making him feel used as a stepping block in finding their sexuality.
Furiously stroking this throbbing cock that was releasing a waterfall of precum, Richard’s thoughts turned towards his mother’s, Ella’s, stories of how she once had a magical transformation gun and her sexual adventures with it. With its power the girl practically fucked everything that moved, before marrying Tiff. It was a shame that the magic gun disappeared when he was born. If he had a magical gun like that he could fuck anybody in this school.
Richard tensed as he blew his load into the toilet bowl. He could do this because his blasts of cum were so powerful that it created straight arcing streams that he could control by adjusting his cock like a hose.
After cleaning up, Richard barely made it to class on time, plopping down in his seat just as the bell rang. The teacher then began droning on about the family project that was assigned and then let the class get into groups to work on it.
“Hey Dick, your parents are Tiff and Ella right, don’t ya think it’s strange that you're the same age as your parents, it seems kinda impossible if you think about it,” a group member asked Richard.
“Huh, for anyone else, but it just feels natural to me,” Richard replied. Then they went back to work because the project was due by the end of the week, and they needed all the class time they could get.
Reality had changed so that instead of two magic transformation guns there was only one, which was in Christy’s possession. Ella’s gun had self destructed expending all its magical force at once to change reality to let the baby, Richard, live instead of being erased like Ella had intended.