Thanksgiving In Reverse - S01 E02

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Thanksgiving In Reverse - S01 E02

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Sindee started to protest, but Cathy put a finger to her chin, then slipped two fingers between Sindee's lips and pulled her mouth open. Cathy then opened her own mouth, and slid those two fingers inside, using them to tickle the back of her throat, pumping the fingers in and out across the rear of her tongue. After a moment, she slid them out, trailing a long, thick streamer of throat slime. She pushed her fingers into Sindee's mouth, then pushed her lips closed around them.

Sindee wasn't sure what this was supposed to mean, but she liked it, and she licked and sucked Cathy's throat slime from her aunt's fingers. After a moment, Cathy slid the digits back out of her niece's mouth.

"And that is all I am allowed to say or do until tomorrow." She planted a playful peck on Sindee's lips, then pushed away, leaving Sindee confused and aroused.

"How about something to eat?" Cathy asked, climbing out of the pool.

"Sure," Sindee said, watching her aunt's ass in her thong as she walked inside. "What do you have?"

"How about a little pasta salad I made?" Cathy called from inside the house.

"Works for me," Sindee called back and climbed out of the pool to follow her aunt inside.

They had supper and chatted. Sindee had a soda with her pasta, but she noticed that Cathy drank milk. She couldn't remember ever before seeing Cathy drink milk. But whatever, that was her choice.

Cathy had put a large bowl of pasta on the table, and Sindee had only taken a couple of scoops. She figured she would just eat enough to tide her over until the next day, when the real eating would begin. But as she watched, Cathy ate mouthful after mouthful of the pasta salad, practically shoveling it into her mouth. In fact at one point she had so much food in her mouth that a piece of a pasta fell out and went rolling off her breasts and into her lap. Cathy finished off the entire rest of the bowl, and on top of that, she drank two tall glasses of milk.

When Cathy stood up from their eating, Sindee could see her stomach distended over her thong. She was that full. Sindee wasn't sure what to make of it, especially considering what a fitness freak Cathy was, but then she shrugged it off, figuring it. was Thanksgiving and anyone could be forgiven a little indulgence on that holiday.

Cathy stretched, her pert little nipples pressing against the fabric of her bikini top.

"It's almost ten o'clock," she said. "You should think of turning in. You have quite the day ahead of you. I'm sure your mother and grandmother will forgive you not being up to greet them when they get home."

Sindee nodded. It had been a four hour drive back from school, so she was ready to turn in. She and Cathy shared a hug, then Sindee walked back to Mom's house. Before she turned in, curiosity got the best of her, so she went into the kitchen and pulled open the fridge, wondering what they would be having for dinner the next day.

She had expected the standard Thanksgiving fare, so what met her eyes caught her by surprise. The top shelf of the fridge held gallons and gallons of milk. The middle shelves had containers of various rice and pasta concoctions, like what she and Cathy had just had for dinner. And on the bottom shelf were seasoned mixtures of ground, scrambled meats, though she wasn't sure if they were beef or turkey. Meanwhile, on the counter, she noticed a half dozen loaves of bread, along with several tubs of different shake mixes, and bottles of antacids.

What kind of a Thanksgiving ***********jon was that?

She shook her head and considered trying to stay up late to meet her mother and grandmother, but decided against it. She walked up the stairs, made a pit stop in the bathroom, then walked to her room. She was about to flip on the light when a motion across the way caught her eye. She slipped into her dark bedroom and peered out the window.

Across the fence, the light was on in Cathy's bedroom. Sindee gulped. As a teenager with mixed sexuality she considered herself bisexual she had secretly spied on her aunt more than once. Usually Cathy kept her curtains closed when she was undressed, but occasionally she had forgotten, leading to some memorable masturbation sessions while Sindee watched her aunt undress.

As she hovered in the shadows of her darkened bedroom, Sindee at first wasn't sure what she was seeing, then slowly the picture cleared up in her mind. Cathy was sitting no, squatting, on her bed. She was still in her bikini, but she had pulled the thong aside and was squatting over a ceramic bowl similar to the one that had held the pasta salad in fact when she looked closely she realized it was the one that had held the pasta salad and there were a few pieces still inside. Cathy's stomach was still distended and hung over her thong looking almost like Cathy was pregnant. As Sindee watched, Cathy spread her labia and a spray of urine poured out of her. Most of it ended up in the bowl, but some shot out across the sheets on her bed. Cathy's eyes were closed and she peed a long time, she had been holding this for awhile. The bowl filled up, and overflowed, sending more of the pale golden liquid across the sheets.

Finally the flow stopped, and Cathy wiped her pussy lips with the edge of her sheets. Still squatting on the bed, she picked up the bowl, spilling quite a bit more on the sheets, and lifted it to her face.

What she had been watching was shocking enough, but when Cathy opened her mouth and began drinking her own piss, Sindee gasped, her stomach tuming. She was feeling a combination of horrifying disgust and a strange sort of arousal. She felt her cock begin to stiffen in her thong.

Meanwhile, Cathy gulped down her own urine, and she was not being careful about it. Her piss poured down her chin and across her chest and stomach, soaking her sheets even further. Her hard nipples stood out against the fabric of her soaked bikini, and her already distended belly stuck out even more as she poured urine on top of the milk and pasta already in her tummy. Now she definitely looked like she was pregnant and Sindee could see her stomach slosh when she moved.

Amazingly, Cathy drank or spilled about two thirds of the bowl before she set it back down in the puddle of piss on her bed. Her belly was painfully distended. An evil smile played across her face, and Sindee could swear that Cathy even glanced out the window at her own darkened room.

Cathy unhooked her bikini top and thong and tossed them to the side, kneeling naked on her drenched bed. The ceramic bowl was between her knees in front of her. She ran her hands up and down her piss-covered body, then slipped three fingers into her mouth, sliding them all the way to the back of her throat.

Sindee felt herself involuntarily stepping backwards, moving until her butt had bumped against the wall of her bedroom. She couldn't believe what she was seeing. Even worse, she couldn't believe how aroused she was feeling. She pulled her thong aside, letting her cock pop free. It was already about 75% hard and now being unleashed it immediately leapt to attention, reaching close to its unleashed it immediately leapt to attention, reaching close to its full nine inch erect state. She stroked her meat as she tugged off her bikini top, letting her soft, full breasts swing down, their nipples pointing slightly upwards. With one hand she slowly stroked her meat, with the other, she rubbed her breasts, teasing her nipples. It was almost more than she could take, and she could feel her balls starting to tighten.

Through the window, Sindee could see Cathy still poking at the back of her throat, hunched over the bowl. Suddenly the huge distension of Cathy's stomach shook and a thick combination of milk, pasta, and piss shot from her mouth and nose. Some of the vomit landed in the bowl, but more ended up covering the sheets of Cathy's bed, Heavy streamers of puke hung down from Cathy's chin to her tits. Cathy leaned back a little and continued to tease her throat. A second later another load of pasta, piss, and milk sluiced from her mouth, coursing down across her small, erect breasts and her toned stomach.

Even as she continued torturing her throat and inducing more vomiting, Cathy used her other hand to finger herself between her legs. Moans of pleasure were interspersed with fresh loads of brown-and-white vomit that poured from Cathy's mouth. The nasty combination covered her body, her chest, her thighs. Some ended up in the bowl, but even more covered the sheets. Cathy kept shoving her fingers in and out of her mouth, and more puke poured out. She paused only long enough to gather some of her vomit up in her fingers and rub it across her body, shoving a whole handful into her vagina and swallowing a mouthful.

As soon as she gulped down the handfuls she had gathered up, it was as if her body decided it was time to get rid of everything. Her stomach convuised and a huge load of puke shot from her mouth and nose, followed by another, then another, coating her body and her bed. The ceramic bowl was full of piss and puke, and the sheets and blankets ran thick with her bodily fluids.

Meanwhile, Sindee had been slowly stroking her cock. As the latest round of exertions drew the massive ejection from Cathy's body, Sindee knew she needed to come. She ramped up the pace of her cock stroking, watching lustfully as Cathy slipped forward, more puke pouring from her mouth as she rolled around in seeming pleasure on sheets that were covered in her urine and vomit. The bowl that had been laying on the bed fell over, spilling its foul contents onto the sheets. Cathy licked the puke and piss from the bed, then took a handful, stretched her ass, and pushed the nasty mix up her asshole. Once she had two or thee handfuls in her ass, she created a fist and shoved the entire thing into her pukey ass, pumping it in and out before pulling it out and gaping her foul asshole. She pushed her pink assflesh out of her anus, creating a dome, and Sindee could see the pink folds of flesh, the brownish white puke mixed in.

Seeing Cathy like this, coated in piss and puke, stretching her asshole wide full of vomit, was more than Sindee could take. She gave a few final strokes and her cock exploded. She was able to grab her T-shirt from the bed just in time to keep herself from shooting her seed around the room. She wrapped her shirt around her cock as she sank down onto her own (thankfully dry) bed. The waves of her orgasm washed over her and she closed her eyes while load after load of her juice shot into her waiting T-shirt.

Finally, she felt the orgasm begin to subside. She opened her eyes and peered out the window. Cathy still lay on her bed, covered in piss and puke, and was still slowly stroking her pussy. But her ardor had subsided. After another moment, she seemed to drift off to sleep, the emanations from her lust drying and crusting on her skin.

Sindee reached over and pushed her door closed, then didn't even bother turning on the light, but instead just collapsed into her bed, getting to sleep quickly, her mind fantasizing about what it would have been like to join her aunt in her play.

Sindee woke up on Thanksgiving morning slowly, faintly aware that something had changed in her bedroom. She still lay on her bed in just her bikini and thong, but the covers had been pulled up and her T-shirt had fallen on the floor, her come partly dried. Her curtains had been drawn to keep out the moming sunlight. She reached for her phone and checked the time. It was 10:00. She had seriously overslept. Leaping out of bed, she pulled on a robe and darted down the stairs.

Her aunt Cathy and her grandmother were sitting in the kitchen in their bathrobes.

"Well, look who's finally up!" her grandmother said. Her grandmother was 55 and had a definite mom bod, not unlike Sindee's wide hips, large breasts, but a narrow waist. She wasn't as much of a workout freak as Cathy, but she definitely kept herself in shape. Her hair was dyed blonde with just enough tinted gray to look becoming. Her grandmother's name was Gina.

Gina embraced Sindee in a warm hug.

"Where can I get some coffee?" Sindee asked, when they disengaged, looking wistfully at the empty coffee pot.

"No coffee this morning, Gina said, handing her a caffeinated shake in a bottle. "This will have to do."

Sindee took it, shrugged, and took a long pull of the vanilla shake. It went down well, calming her stomach that was a little nervous about what this special Thanksgiving may be all about. As she drank the beverage, she glanced at Cathy, suddenly remembering the show the night before. Her aunt didn't look any worse for wear.

Sindee waved at the fridge and the counters. "This doesn't look like a normal Thanksgiving setup."

Gina giggled.

"Nothing today is going to be normal," she said with a wink.

Sindee's mother, Marlene, came into the kitchen, also in a robe. She hugged her daughter.

"Happy Thanksgiving, mom, Sindee said.

"You're first Thanksgiving as a grown up!" Marlene said. "This is exciting!

"When are you going to tell me what this is all about?" Sindee asked, as they disengaged.

"Soon," said her mother said. "Finish your shake, then you can start getting ready."

'Getting ready' turned out to be extremely strange. It involved two showers and several enemas. Cathy oversaw the operation and was patient and supportive. Sindee had only had enemas once before and she almost balked, but Cathy promised her it was worth it, so Sindee went along. When she was done with them she felt cleaner and emptier than she had ever felt before. She showered, shaved everything at Cathy's direction, then went to her room, where an outfit had been laid out for her.

The clothes consisted of a tiny tank top that barely covered her tits, a thong, and a tiny miniskirt. Cathy instructed her to get dressed and then wait here until she was called, while everyone else got ready.

Sindee pulled on the tank, thong, and skirt, and looked at herself in the mirror. She looked extremely slutty, but she had to admit, she looked hot. The tank was barely big enough to keep her nipples from poking out, and they pressed hard against the fabric, her aureoles threatening exposure every time she turned. The bulge of her cock was obvious under the skirt.