Step Sister Corruption Part 163 – Day 94 Last Night (fiction, M/F/F, d/s, teaching, step siblings, con)

*Gabe*

Can’t believe we’re here.

Tonight is my last night as a unchanged man.

And I’m nervous.

So many questions played out in my mind as all the *what if’s* played out in my mind.

In two days I’ll be going under and when I wake up I’ll be changed.

And not just me. Kel and Summer as well.

The house was eerily quiet as we three sat and looked at each other as we all went through every emotion that plagued our minds. The main emotion hanging in the air was nervousness.

Just yesterday we went to Dr. Braxter to share my mom’s concerns along with her ultimatum.

Dr. Braxter simply smiled and said before we go under she’ll extract each of our genetic material and freeze it for *our* personal use. She actually admitted she had planned on getting *my* sperm and the *girl’s* eggs prior to injecting us with the serum just in case it does the same thing my mom was concerned about. The only thing we had to do was no sex 48hrs prior.

So tonight was our last night before we had to become celibate so our sperm/eggs could be retrieved before we changed.

We had originally planned to get together with all the girl’s to go over our grades from our midterms to see who won but a last minute change was in order. As much as I wanted to see who won the competition the whole *we’re going to change soon* hanged in the air pretty heavy.

The only thing I knew for sure on the competition front was that all three of us nearly aced all our midterms. And by nearly aced we had only one B in each of our classes while the rest were A’s.

If only of the other girl’s aced **all** of their classes then they won the competition and I was their’s for a day to do whatever they wished.

However if they all did the same as us then we would have a six way tie and would have to figure out who actually won.

We really didn’t go over if someone lost beyond they were out of the fun and games.

Still we looked at each other the idea of sex was kind of a mute point.

Summer sighed, “This is crazy we shouldn’t be this quiet.”

Kel looked at her, “But we are changing soon Summer.”

Summer looked at her, “I know Kelly.”

And we went back to being quiet.

More than once we each looked at each other as we imagined what will change in us.

I slightly imagined what all would change on both Summer and Kel’s body.

Would they get bigger tits?

Would they get fatter?

Skinnier?

Would Kel and Summer lose a lot of their separate level of definitions?

More than once I caught Summer and Kel looking at me probably doing the same thing.

Looks like we **all** had our own imagined thoughts of what was going to come but were too scared to voice them and travel down the road of regret.

We all jumped as there was a knock at the door.

Before we could get up the door slowly opened as a familiar voice spoke, “Knock knock. You kids decent?”

It was my mom.

She opened the door and walked in in her heavy wardrobe to fight against the moderate snowfall outside.

She instantly saw that we were sitting on the couch not doing much. No TV. No noise. Just quiet and apparent anxiety.

She frowned as she looked at us before her facial features softened, “Nervous?”

All of us nodded solemnly neither fast nor too many times.

She sighed as she nodded her head at us before her face broke into a kind smile at us, “I figured as much so I thought I’d bring some liquid courage to help tide you over and help clear the air.”

My mom brought out a bottle of ‘Minute Men Whiskey’…..my dad’s favorite whiskey.

All of us looked at her then at the bottle.

I spoke first, “I don’t think drinking is the answer mom.”

My mom waved at me, “Oh pish posh now is the perfect time to drink.”

Kel looked at mom, “You really think drinking is a good idea?”

My mom smiled at shrugged, “Sure helped my dad whenever he had a heavy day….” she thought about it, “though it would explain his pickled liver when he passed.”

She waved off her thought and tried to sound cheery, “Besides you kids looks like you could use having your spirits lifted.”

She walked over and set the bottle down on the table, “Now who’s going to do a shot with me?”

I looked at the girl’s and shrugged as I muttered, “What the fuck!”

My mom smiled, “That’s my boy.”

The girl’s stood up and joined me at the table.

My mom waited until all of us had sat down at the table before she spoke, “Normally I don’t condone you kids drinking.” She looked at Kel, “Though I know one of you has come home more than once drunker than a skunk.”

Kel blurted out, “MOM!!!”

I snickered thinking mom doesn’t know the half of it. As I had held Kel’s hair up more than once as she was confessing her sins to the all mighty porcelain god’s.

Trust me it’s not a pretty sight and I wasn’t fucking her yet.

After seeing Kel *sneak* into house more than once and see the after effects of said drinking I kind of swore to not ever get that drunk. Between her introducing herself to the toilet….and the trash can….and the bushes that her name is a gurgled *RALPH!!* or the next day hangover I figured being sober was more fun.

My mom smiled but continued, “but that was before I found out you idiots were going to get changed.”

With that my mom opened the bottle and produced four shot glasses from her coat and set them down on the table. She poured the amber liquid into the glasses.

She pushed each glass to each of us, “Before you take your shot. I want each of you the speak out loud what each of you are thankful of.”

She grabbed her shot, “I’ll go first. I’m thankful for my life.” And she held it out over the table.

Summer grabbed her’s and joined my mom, “I’m thankful that Kelly and I are friend’s.”

She smiled at Kelly.

Kel smiled and grabbed her’s, “I’m thankful Summer and I are friends.”

All three female’s looked at me.

I sighed. I stood up, grabbed the glass, “I’m thankful of everyone.”

My mom smiled and brought the glass close to her lips and quickly took the shot lightly slamming the glass on the table as her face went through a mixture of expression’s before she shuddered.

Kel was next to drink her shot though not as comical as mom’s expressions she still went through a series of expressions before gasping and putting the glass down.

Summer was next and her expressions were very colorful as she had a nice mixture of disgust and sour before she gasped and slammed the drink down.

Looks like I was next. I slammed the drink back like all three had done and could have sworn I had just put liquid flames into my mouth.

The taste was god awful.

How in the fuck do people drink this?

Then the burn going **all** the way down to my stomach.

I shook my head as I gasped and wheezed before I slammed the glass down.

My mom spoke, “How was it?”

I looked at her through tear filled eyes, “Fucking awful!”

She smiled, “Would you like another?”

I quickly spoke, “Yes please.”

We went through another round but this time mom said thanks for having a good husband. Summer said Thanks to me. Kel said Thanks to me. And I said Thanks to Summer and Kel.

We took our shots and went through our separate related facial expressions as this time it was more animated.

And another.

My mom admitted she loved me. Summer proclaimed her love to me. Kel proclaimed her love to me. And I proclaimed my love to them.

This time the shot wasn’t so bad.

Then the next shot all three female’s spoke the sentiment as my mom started *Here’s to Gabe’s glorious cock may it become more glorious after your change*. Summer and Kel immediately spoke *Here here*. I smiled *To giving you all a deeper dicking*.

That’s when the laughter started.

My mom stopped and looked at me, “How big are you again honey?”

I slightly slurred the alcohol beginning to take affect, “A little over eight inches.”

I heard my mom grumble, “That’s over two inches longer than Jason.”

Summer chuckled and slightly slurred, “And if it does change it could be as big as twenty percent more.”

Kel laughed, “Or more!”

All three girls stopped chuckling and just stared at my junk.

The alcohol was in effect as I leaned back letting my groin out just tease them.

I picked up the next shot as I proclaimed *To hotter bodies*.

The alcohol was affecting us because Summer and Kel rose a glass to it.

Summer proclaimed *To bigger tits!*

Kel yelled *To smaller tits!*

We all started laughing.

It was official we were drunk.

The girl’s started talking about this and that. Their *hopes*.

Hopes like Kel wanted smaller tits exclaiming anything was better than having near E cup breasts claiming they were a bitch to *firm* up and a pain to keep firm.

Summer offered to trade her C cup breasts for Kel’s DDD/E cup breasts. Kel laughed, “If you want then you can have them.”

And with alcohol came drunk *decisions*.

The last thing I remembered before blacking out was taking out my cock, pulling each female’s clothing down to bare their rear and spanking each female with my cock.

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