WARNING: This story contains catgirls, futanari, hypercock, pissing, and cum inflation. Everyone in the story is over the age of 18. Thanks for reading and remember to leave a review.

Stirring from her sleep, the first thing that Donna’s mind took notice of was the piercing sunlight hitting her eyes. Following closely behind, the second thing she registered was the loud need to stretch. Her bones yearned to be cracked and her muscles stretched. The third and most essential thing was the overwhelming need to piss.

So, she did as she needed. She threw her arms up above her head and stretched her muscles, purring in satisfaction as each muscle unwound itself and each bone popped. She then made her way from her bed to the window one step away and closed the curtains, the light fading away. With two out of the three tasks done, Donna, with great pleasure, dragged her cock from her bed.

It was a huge member. Unlike anyone else’s, Donna’s cock easily cleared her torso when it came to length and width. Her testicles, each as equally as gargantuan along with her cock, were the size of yoga balls, and each weighed around 300 pounds.

It was easy, to think, then, that it’d be hard for anyone to carry that amount of cock around. However, Donna was no typical cat woman, and while she was no body builder, her body had indeed grown accustomed to her member’s weight.

Her legs, once, in her younger years, been taught and thick with muscle, now carried a layer of fat that accentuated their enormity. Her muscles hadn’t disappeared, however, and with her cock and nuts permanently growing, they too grew stronger. This is the reason why, when Donna’s cock and nuts dropped from the bed, they didn’t cause her knees to buckle.

Her steps thumped as she made her way from her room to the restroom that she shared with her nine daughters. A smile graced her lips as she heard her daughters stumbling about downstairs trying to get everything ready for breakfast. She opened the door to the restroom to discover her eldest daughter, Jessica, kneeling beside the toilet.

“Good morning, mom.” Said Jessica, a smile on her face. Her hands were resting atop the ring of the toilet, and her body was in a state of undress. Donna did nothing to conceal her blatant ogling of her daughter‘s decently sized breasts.

“Good morning, Jess. Let’s do this a bit differently this time.” Donna told her as she grabbed ahold of her heavy cock and placed it upon the edge of the bathtub. Jessica’s ears twitched as she cocked her head sideways. It wasn’t common for her mother to switch up their routine. They’d wake up, Jessica earlier than her mother, and Jessica would prepare herself in the restroom, and when her mother arrived, she’d help aim her mother’s cock into the toilet lest she spill piss all over the floor. For it to change today caused, within Jessica, a small sliver of anxiety to arise. It was small, but it was powerful.

With a shaky voice, Jessica spoke. “Have I done something wrong, mom?” Her ears flattened as her mother’s hand reached for her head. Donna caressed Jessica’s fiery red hair, then scratched behind her ear.

“You’ve done nothing wrong, honey. In fact, I wanted to reward you. So, get yourself off the floor and get into the tub.”

Anxiety replaced with confusion, Jessica did as she was told and situated herself inside the bathtub, her legs in a criss cross and her hands on the edge of the bathtub on either side of her mother’s cock. Donna smiled.

“Make sure that you’re comfortable,” said Donna before her eyebrows furrowed in concentration and her stomach clenched. Jessica’s own eyes widened. Her mind caught up with what was going on.

Rather than Jessica help Donna aim her cock into the toilet, the edge of the bathtub took that honor, and now Jessica had become the toilet. A thrill of delight and horniness was the last thing to go through Jessica’s mind before Donna’s cock lurched and out came a pressurized stream of piss.

It blasted her right in the chest, pushing her against the other end of the tub. The pain it brought her was nothing compared to the pleasure that coursed through her veins. Acrid smell of urine acted as pheremones within her mind, arousing her. As if by instinct, she began purring, and her hands rubbed the urine streaming upon her all over herself. Some dripped down to her Vagina, and she rubbed that in, too. She opened her mouth to let out a moan, but her mother, being sometimes a fiend, took the liberty to readjust the aim of her cock. So, it was so that Jessica begna to drown in her mother’s own piss.

Gallon after gallon forced itself inside her mouth and down her throat, filling her stomach. It became painful rather quickly, but Jessica kept chugging, and her mother kept pissing. Her stomach distended outwards and downwards, stretch marks appearing with each gallon that she forced down. This is the reason why Donna needed help whenever she needed to piss. For one, her cock was incredibly heavy, and while Donna could lift it, she preferred it when her daughter did it for her. Besides, whenever the toilet got to capacity, her daughter was in charge of flushing it before it spilled out. This time, however, Donna found it to be much more enjoyable than all the other times.

It’s for this reason that when Donna’s piss stream finally came to a stop, she smiled, patted her daughter‘s red head, scratched her ear, and spoke. “This is how we’ll do this from now on.”

Despite how incapacitated Jessica’s mind was by the fumes, evidenced by the lack of resoponse from her and her rolled up eyes and slack face, she began to purr. It came from deep within; the corner of her lips turned upwards and she spasmed. Donna’s ears perked up as she heard a splash of liquid hit the porcelain tub. Peaking over and maneuvering her hands around Jessica’s belly, Donna saw that there was a fine sheen of liquid traveling towards the drain. Jessica had came at the idea of doing this every day.

A delighted smile made its way onto Donna’s lips, she placed a kiss on Jessica’s lips and made to exit the restroom.

As Donna made her way downstairs, the commotion she had heard earlier ceased. All of a sudden, a quiet and calm demeanor took over the house, a rare yet welcome change of pace, Donna amused. As she rounded the corner from the hallway and into the kitchen, she saw that her eight daughters were all seated in their chairs, the ninth and tenth chair empty.

“Mom, where’s Jessica?” Asked a white haired girl. She was Brianna, her second eldest, equally as responsible as her older Sister, yet a bit more carefree.

“She’s going to be out for a while. She’s already had her breakfast.” Donna spoke easily as she made her way to the head of the table.

Tiny choruses of complaint were thrown around, all of them saying how unfair it was that Jessica got to eat first. Donna scowled lightly at them. “She is the eldest, besides, she got her helping of something… different.” She said with a smirk.

Faces of confusion turned into ones of realization.

“Holy shit, mom, Jessica drank your piss?!” Asked Sally, her youngest.

This time, Donna’s scowl was deeper. “Language, Sally. Or I’ll do the same to you.”

Sally bowed her head in apology, but underneath her breath she muttered. “I wouldn’t mind that.”

With her reprimand and threat in place, Donna scanned the table, making sure that everything was in place. Ten glasses were set in front of each chair, all of them empty, waiting for Donna to arrive.

Brianna got up from her chair and stood next to her mother. They appeared as commander and third in command. Brianna had her hands clasped in front of her, a content, yet serious look in her eye. The white haired girl enjoyed this part of her day, and she looked forward to what she was about to do.

So, without wasting much time, Brianna reached downwards and attained a good grip on her mother’s cock. Once upon a time it had been a difficult endeavor to do. Grabbing a hold of it was akin to grabbing onto the widest part of a fully grown person’s chest. The weight alone was without comparison. The weights within the gym, all which capped at around 250, were nothing compared to the sheer volume contained within her mother’s crotch. But with time came strength. And as Brianna got used to doing this everyday, she had become proficient at lifting, albeit with difficulty, her mother’s cock.

However, it was what came next that at all times made it seem worth it to Brianna. The reason why she kept on agreeing to do this. As she aimed her mother’s cock to the glass at the head of the table, she felt the mighty python in her grasp lurch, and a glob of precum rolled out of the piss slit of the cock and into the glass, filling it up entirely. They did this with every cup, until it was time for breakfast.

“Alright girls, you know what to do.” Donna said as she moved back to the head of the table and slammed her cock on the table top. Instantly, all eight of the girls present swarmed to her mother’s side. Starting from the base, the youngest, Sally, till all the way to the tip, Brianna.

“We’re gonna make mom cum so hard,” said Lena, the eldest middle child. Murmurs of agreement echoed but quickly quieted down as each began to work on the cock. Donna closed her eyes as she began to hear her daughters purr. Had she opened her eyes, she would have seen ears twitching, hands inside each other’s panties, breasts being groped. All that Donna cared about right now was feeding her daughters, that and the tongues and kisses that peppered all over her cock.

Despite the fact that she had nine daughters, due to the enormity of her cock, each one had more than enough space to service. Unfortunately, due to Jessica recovering in the upstairs bathroom, Brianna had to take over for the tip, leaving the left side of her cock-head unattended.

Picking up on the issue, Lena worked double time to slurp at her spot and her Sister‘s. It wasn’t long after that Donna’s cock smelled like precum and saliva. Each girl had their faces wet with their own spit, and Brianna made sure to scoop the precum that was coming out and lather it over the rest of the cock, giving her sisters the chance to lick on it.

They continued with this routine for about ten minutes before Brianna’s watch rang. Pausing momentarily, she looked at it, and once her mind registered what she was reading, her eyes grew wide.

“We don’t have much time left, I gotta head into the office and you girls need to go to college. Double time girls!” Brianna called out. She turned back to the cock-head in front of her and began sucking on it even harder.

Donna moaned as she felt herself getting closer. Her breath quickened, her face was flushed red, and her purring turned into fervent moaning. Her hips began to hump lightly and involuntarily. Brianna smirked, it was time to end this.

Brianna latched her lips around the piss slit, and with her teeth, lightly nibbled on it. Donna let out a guttural groan as her stomach clenched. The veins in her cock popped out even more, making it look even bigger than it was. But as the cum traveled from her gargantuan nuts and up her cum pipe, it did grow bigger.

“Alright girls, get your fill and then leave!” Yelled Brianna over her mother’s moaning.

Brianna pressed her mouth against her mother’s cock head just as the cum blasted out. It filled her mouth and went straight down her throat. The cum was thick, thicker than any substance on earth, and it coated and stuck to their throat and mouths, making it hard to breath. It’s for this reason that they had cups of precum, it helped wash it down.

Brianna’s stomach quickly filled with Donna’s cum. Once it looked liked Brianna was carrying quadruplets, she grabbed ahold of her Sister, Jenny, the third oldest, and replaced herself with her. There was minimal spillage during the shift, both sisters being careful and aware how precious their mother’s cum was.

Jenny’s belly filled to quadruplets, and then Lena’s, and then Rose’s, and Lily, and Daisy, and Piper, and finally Sally’s. Even though there was about a keg, or 15 gallons spread between the eight daughters, Donna’s cum tanks produced a lot more than that. Which is why once Sally was done, Jenny got back into place. It was she who was in charge of taking the leftovers.

Everyone else grabbed their glasses of precum and drank it down before placing a kiss to their still orgasming mother’s lips and then left for their respective jobs/classes.

Once Donna had pumped Jenny full of 50 gallons of cum, she finally tapered down. The girl’s stomach was bloated enough to cover over five of her sisters. Jenny knew, however, that Donna’s nuts hadn’t grown any lighter. In fact, as they had learned over the years, they only grew more with each Orgasm that Donna had.

Now done with her Orgasm, Donna slipped her cock from the table, letting it slap against her thick thighs, and turned to her black haired daughter. She placed a kiss on her lips, and quickly deepened it. Donna pushed her hand into Jenny’s stomach and purred in happiness as cum traveled up her throat and into Donna’s mouth. Donna drank until she looked like she was carrying octuplets, yet it did nothing to alleviate Jenny of the sheer enormity of her stomach.

“Good job sweety, now clean yourself up and get ready for work. Just because you work from home doesn’t mean you get to slack off.” Donna chastised lightly before patting her daughter on the head.

“By the time you’re done, Lena should be back. So, I’m going to want your help with her exercises. She’s going to get a really good stretching.” Giggled Donna as she began cleaning the table.

Jenny did nothing but purr as her eyes rolled to the back of her head.