Story - Thanksgiving in Reverse, Chapter 1 (2021) (Lesbian Incest Vomit Erotica) - Sex Stories

Story - Thanksgiving in Reverse, Chapter 1 (2021) (Lesbian Incest Vomit Erotica)

... 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.

Why was she being dressed this way? Would the others be dressed like this too? What was this all about?

Cathy had also left three bottles of a nutrition shake in the bedroom as well with instructions that Sindee was to drink all three.

Sindee sipped the first shake and wandered to the window, hoping that Cathy might have left her curtains open again, but no such luck. She shrugged, gulped down the rest of the first shake and reached for the second. As she ...