Chapter 15: Aunt May's Lonely Nights
The drive to Aunt May's house felt longer than the last time.
Alex sat in the passenger seat of Emily's convertible, hair whipping around his face in long, glossy waves that now reached his waist. The chastity cage had been locked for over a week—constant, unrelenting pressure, every bump in the road sending a dull ache through his shrunken, denied meat rod. The denial boost made even the seatbelt strap across his budding breasts feel like teasing fingers. He wore what Emily had picked: a soft pink crop top (bralette underneath, nipples visible through the thin fabric), high-waisted denim shorts that hugged his plumped ass and flared hips, sheer thigh-highs peeking above the cuffs, and the ever-present anklet chiming softly.
Emily glanced over—smirking. "You're shaking already. Excited to see Aunt May?"
Alex nodded—voice breathy, feminine, locked in its high register. "Yes, Mistress. She… she touched me last time. Felt my waist. Saw the thong. I keep thinking about it."
Emily's hand slid to his thigh—squeezed just above the stocking top. "Good. Tonight you're going to let her see more. Let her touch more. And you're going to beg her—in that pretty little voice—to keep going."
Alex whimpered. The taboo arousal boost flared hot—family fantasy echo doubling the heat in his caged groin.
They arrived just after sunset. Aunt May's porch light glowed warm. She opened the door before they knocked—wearing a simple silk robe over a camisole and shorts, hair loose, cheeks already flushed like she'd had a glass of wine.
"Alex… and Emily!" She pulled them both into a hug—soft breasts pressing against Alex's chest, perfume enveloping him. "Come in, come in. I made tea."
Inside, the living room was dimly lit—candles flickering, soft music playing. Aunt May poured three cups, handed them out, then sat on the couch—patting the spot beside her for Alex.
Emily took the armchair across—legs crossed, watching like a director.
Aunt May looked at Alex—really looked.
"Your hair…" she breathed. "It's so long now. And your face… softer. Sweeter." Her fingers reached out—hesitant—brushed a strand behind his ear. "You're changing so fast, honey."
Alex shivered at the touch—skin hypersensitive. "I… I know. It just… happens."
Emily spoke—calm, encouraging. "He likes it, Aunt May. Tell her, princess."
Alex swallowed. "I do. I like… being softer. Smaller. Feminine."
Aunt May's eyes widened—then darkened with something hungry. She set her tea down. "Show me."
Alex stood—shaky. He lifted the crop top slowly—revealing the black bralette, the small A-cups pushing against lace, nipples erect and pink.
Aunt May gasped softly. "Oh… you have breasts now."
Alex nodded—voice trembling. "They're sensitive. The system… rewards me."
Aunt May stood—slow, graceful—closed the distance. Her fingers traced the edge of the bralette—then slipped under one cup, brushing a nipple.
Alex moaned—high, needy—hips jerking forward. The cage throbbed uselessly.
Aunt May's breath hitched. "You're locked… down there?"
Emily answered for him. "Chastity cage. He can't sticky white milkwithout permission. He's been denied for over a week. And he loves it."
Aunt May's hand drifted lower—over his narrow waist, the flare of his hips—then cupped his ass through the denim. She squeezed—feeling the plump roundness.
"You're so… curvy now." Her voice was husky. "Like a girl."
Alex whimpered. "Please… touch me more. I need it."
Aunt May looked at Emily—questioning.
Emily smiled. "Go ahead. He's yours tonight. As much as you want."
Aunt May guided Alex to the couch—sat him down—then straddled his lap carefully, robe falling open to reveal the thin camisole clinging to her full breasts, nipples hard underneath.
She leaned in—kissed him.
Soft at first—then deeper. Tongue sliding against his, tasting him. Alex moaned into her mouth—high-pitched, desperate—hands clutching her hips.
Her hands roamed—under the crop top, pinching his nipples through lace until he arched and cried out. Down to his waist—feeling the cinch. Then lower—cupping the cage through the shorts.
"So small," she whispered against his lips. "Locked away. Helpless."
"Yes…" Alex gasped. "Helpless. For you. For Emily. For them."
Aunt May ground against the plastic—slow circles—teasing him mercilessly. "You want me to use you?"
"Please," he begged—voice cracking higher. "Touch me. Taste me. Anything."
She slid off his lap—knelt between his legs. Unbuttoned the shorts—tugged them down—exposed the black thong, the pink cage straining inside, pre-cum soaking the lace.
Aunt May stared—then leaned in—kissed the cage through the fabric. Soft, reverent. Then licked—long, slow stripe up the plastic, tasting his desperation.
Alex sobbed—tears of need—hips bucking uselessly.
Emily watched—fingers between her own thighs—smiling.
Aunt May pulled the thong aside—exposed the tiny locked meat rod. She took the head into her mouth—warm, wet—sucking gently around the bars.
Alex cried out—high, broken. "Aunt May… oh god…"
She hummed—vibrations traveling through the cage—then pulled back.
"You're not allowed to cum," she said softly. "But you can watch me."
She stood—slipped the robe off completely. Camisole and shorts next—revealing full, heavy breasts, dark nipples erect, trimmed bush above her lower mouth already glistening.
She straddled Alex again—this time naked—ground her wet folds against the cage.
Emily stood—walked over—kissed Aunt May deep while she rode Alex's trapped meat rod.
Alex watched—denied, trembling—lips parted in awe.
Aunt May broke the kiss—looked down at him.
"You're going to clean us both after," she whispered. "And you're going to thank me for every denied second."
Alex nodded—tears streaming. "Yes… Aunt May. Thank you."
She came first—grinding hard against the cage—moaning into Emily's mouth.
Emily followed—fingers on her clit—shuddering.
Then they pulled Alex down—tongues and fingers guiding him to lick them clean—tasting their combined release while his own meat rod wept uselessly in its prison.
The system chimed—mid-lick.
[New Quest Complete: Taboo Deepening – Aunt May Exploration] Reward: 1500 SP, Feminization Trigger (Facial Softening – Feminine Features), Taboo Corruption (+40% arousal from family corruption). Current SP Total: 6350 New Passive: Maternal Submission (Arousal triples around Aunt May or similar authority figures when submitting).]
Warmth spread across Alex's face—cheekbones higher, jaw softer, lips even fuller. He looked up at Aunt May—features delicate, almost girlish.
She cupped his chin—kissed him again.
"Come back soon, sweetie. We have so much more to explore."
Emily helped him dress—slow, teasing—then led him to the car.
Alex sat in the passenger seat—body humming, cage dripping, mind blank with perfect surrender.
Emily started the engine—smiled sideways.
"Tomorrow," she said, "we bring the roommates here. And you watch them take her while you beg for more denial."
Alex moaned—soft, feminine, eager.
"Yes, Mistress."
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