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There was a pounding on the door. It woke Riley from her sleep as she startled awake.
6:12am
Her clock glared at her with red digital numbers as it blared in her face.
Riley groaned and rubbed the sleep out of her eyes, she didn't want to wake up just yet but the pounding at the door started up again and she could hear her dad calling for her.
"Riley?" The door handle jostled before opening up, revealing her father, a man dressed in pyjama trousers.
Riley groaned as her father entered, looking dishevelled as he walked in. She hated when her family would wake her up in the mornings, it was a pet peeve of hers and they knew this but that didn't stop them from entering her room.
"Five more minutes..." Riley groaned into her pillow.
"Sorry, Pumpkin," Her father chuckled in a whisper. "I gotta go. Come on, you can go back to bed after."
Riley rolled over and pushed some hair from her face. The soft, red hair was messy from the way she slept and was sticking out in different directions. Green eyes were barely opened as she squinted through the light of the hallway that flooded her room, she could see her father standing there looking like he just rolled out of bed, which she supposed was exactly what happened.
Her father waited over her by her bed, shuffling side to side in impatience.
Riley leaned up, resting on her arm as she held herself up. She didn't need to climb out of bed entirely to do her duty, once she was comfortably sitting up, Riley nodded to her father.
The man took a few steps towards her and pulled down on his trousers. Neither Riley nor her father batted an eye as he did so. Once his trousers were low enough, Riley leaned forward and met the tip of his cock with her lips.
"I know you're tired," Her father said in a soft tone. "But I really need to go, Pumpkin."
Riley hummed, giving a nod. She knew this well enough and knew how to do her part, it was simple and easy, even when she was half asleep. The young girl parted her lips and took the head of her father's cock into her mouth. Her father let out a sigh of relief as Riley felt the warm flood of piss fill her mouth.
A bitter and salty taste coated her tongue as she swallowed the golden liquid. Her father's stream poured into her mouth, filling it up.
"I think I had too much to drink last night." He commented with a light chuckle, looking down at his daughter with a grin. "The boys at work were buying me drinks again."
Riley grumbled a little through a mouthful of piss. She could always taste the difference whenever her father drank too much, his urine was stronger in flavour and would always leave a strong aftertaste in her mouth. It was something she was used to but it didn't make her any happier to have to drink it.
Her father's fingers stroked through Riley's hair. The girl leaned into the touch as her father gently stroked through her red locks. Her tongue swirled around his cockhead, cleaning him up as he continued to piss in her mouth.
"There's a good girl," He cooed down at her. "Daddy's almost done."
Riley gave a nod, humming. She could feel her stomach filling up with his warm piss, the liquid sloshing inside of her. The strong taste and smell woke her up, it was an odd thing, how a foul, disgusting taste could be so effective in waking someone up. Riley doubted that she'd be able to go back to sleep after this.
The stream began to slow and the last few spurts filled Riley's mouth, the taste lingering on her tongue as she swallowed everything down. Once her father was done, Riley cleaned him off with her tongue and released him with a wet pop.
Her father sighed again and gave a smile down to his daughter, the hand that was stroking her hair now rested on her head.
"That's my girl," He said proudly.
His flaccid dick rested against Riley's face. Her father held her there for a moment, watching Riley with a smile. Riley didn't move, not even to pull away. She remained still, allowing her father to rest against her face, his cockhead rubbing up past her lips and sitting on her nose.
"Oh, whoops," The man chuckled, seconds before one final, hidden spurt of urine left his cock. A small dribble of piss landed on the bridge of her nose, causing the girl to flinch. "Sorry about that," He smiled apologetically, maneuvering his dick back towards Riley's lips.
The young girl sucked off the remaining drops from his cockhead. Her tongue ran over his urethra, for extra measure. After a few more seconds, her father pulled his pants back up.
"Thanks for that, Pumpkin," He said softly, patting her head one more time. "Sorry I woke you up, I'll let you get back to sleep, okay?"
He made his way towards the door, shutting it behind him. Riley flopped back onto her pillow, letting out a groan. She could still taste the bitter flavour on her tongue, it lingered and left the usual unpleasant aftertaste that would remain until she brushed her teeth.
Riley rolled out of bed and quickly made her way into the bathroom, ready to clean herself up and get on with her day.
Added to that, the piss droplets that still ran down her nose and chin were now beginning to cool, leaving the area cold and clammy. Her father meant well, but sleep was the furthest thing from her mind at this point. She rolled out of bed and quickly made her way into the bathroom, ready to clean herself up and get on with her day.
Riley could remember a time when she wasn't woken up in the mornings for a quick piss. It had only started a few years ago, upon her thirteenth birthday when Riley was legally recognised as a woman and allowed to perform a woman's duty.
It wasn't an unexpected change, Riley's mother had been reliving men for as long as she could remember. Both her father and her brother used the woman freely, as did any man who set foot into Riley's house.
Women had many duties in society, most of which were focused on relieving men in some form or another. One such duty was the ritual of relieving a man's bladder and providing him with a warm, comfortable place to let loose his waste.
From that day onwards, her parents taught her about the responsibilities of being a woman and the honour of relieving a man.
She had hated it at first. Having to kneel down and take her father's piss was an unpleasant experience, she didn't even have to drink it the first time it happened. Her father showered her in a light spatter of his piss and was done. But the next time, and the time after that, she was forced to swallow the liquid down.
As much as she hated it, Riley had grown accustomed to her duties.
Along with her brother, who appeared to take exceptional delight in requesting Riley's services, she learned how to take a man's cock into any orifice and relieve him efficiently.
After brushing her teeth and making sure she couldn't smell her father's piss anymore, Riley went on to start her day. Another day in the life of a woman, filled with chores and men.
Riley wasn't particularly bothered by the amount of work she had, nor was she happy with it, but it was her duty and it was important to her.
She prepared the kitchen for her mother, who would emerge shortly to prepare breakfast for the household, her father was already up and awake, most likely showering. Riley's brother would get the luxury of sleeping in, he wouldn't have to wake up for another two hours or so, which gave her more than enough time to get the bulk of the chores out of the way with.
By the time she had finished scrubbing down the kitchen, her mother had appeared. Dressed in a nightie and a silk dressing gown, her mother shared the same red hair and green eyes as Riley, along with the spattering of freckles across her nose. It would be easy for someone to guess that Riley was her daughter, or at the very least, closely related. They looked alike, with the exception of their age difference.
Fifth-teen compared to thirty-eight.
"Good morning, sweetie," The woman greeted Riley with a bright smile and a hug around her waist.
"Morning, Mom," Riley said absently, giving her a quick peck on the cheek before attempting to turn back to her chores.
"Hey, now," Her mother said with a tut. She spun Riley back around and placed a finger under her chin, forcing the young girl to look at her. "Give your mother a proper greeting."
At that, Riley's mother pulled her close and placed a deep kiss on her lips. The two of them remained together, tongues dancing around one another's mouths, exploring the insides and savouring the taste of each other.
Between the swapped spit, Riley could taste the faint trace of semen. Her father had returned after seeing Riley to give his wife a morning load. The taste was enough for Riley to figure that the load was recent, no older than fifteen minutes. Her mother continued to press her lips into Riley's, their bodies pushing against each other.
"Mm," Her mother moaned as she pulled away. A trail of saliva bridged between the two of them, their faces remaining close as her mother's hand snaked down Riley's body. "Good morning, Sweetie," She panted through a smile, her voice thick with arousal.
"Good morning, mom," Riley greeted back, this time properly.
Her mother leaned forward once more and broke their saliva trail with a lick along Riley's lips. Pulling away from the girl before giving her a playful smack on the butt.
"Hope you like pancakes," She smiled happily as if she hadn't just been sucking on her daughter's tongue moments before. "They're your dad's favourite."
Riley nodded, still tasting the faint hint of cum in her mouth.
She finished up the rest of the cleaning and got the table ready for breakfast. Her mother had already started making the food. The sizzle and smell of pancakes wafted throughout the kitchen.
By the time Riley had finished the morning's tasks, her father emerged, showered and dressed, ready for work.
"Morning, hun," He said cheerily, planting a kiss on his wife's forehead and palming a handful for her breasts. He stood there and idly fondled the woman as he breathed in the sweet scent of pancakes. "Smells good."
"Your usual order, dear," Her mother smiled, leaning into her husband's grasp.
Riley waited obediently behind her seat at the table, she knew better than to sit before a man. While she didn't feel particularly hungry, the food looked and smelled too good not to eat.
She watched her father's hand grope her mother's chest, the woman had a blissful smile on her face as she enjoyed the sensation of being handled so casually. His hands eventually dropped as he moved towards the table, one hand on the chair he was beginning to pull out while another moved around to clap Riley on the butt.
Neither made a comment about the touch, neither of them even batted an eye. This was the sort of behaviour Riley had become accustomed to since becoming a woman. Her father scanned the room and turned back towards the hallway.
"Anybody seen Jason?" He asked out, even as his hand slipped down into Riley's pants to get some skin-to-skin contact.
"Still in his room," Riley's mother responded. Her father gave a grunt of acknowledgement. "Why don't you go get your brother, and tell him breakfast is ready?" She suggested.
Her father didn't seem too pleased about the idea, he was content just feeling up his daughter's ass and didn't want to part ways, but his hunger got the better of him and he finally gave a nod, taking his hand out of Riley's pants and pulling the chair out. Another firm smack of her butt told Riley all she needed to know and she was off, walking out of the kitchen and down the hall.
Jason was Riley's younger brother, not by much, the boy being in his early fourteens.
The two used to be close, growing up. While Riley still considered him a friend and a brother, the relationship had changed considerably in recent years. With Riley becoming a woman and her new duties, Jason becoming a man. Her title of older sister didn't hold as much power as it used to have.
Knocking on the door, Riley could hear her brother stir. A series of grumbles and mutters came from behind the door.
"Mom says breakfast is ready." She called in, opening the door and walking inside.
Jason was still lying in bed, the covers pulled up to his head. Riley walked over, shaking the lump that was her brother.
"Come on," She whined. "Dad's gonna get pissed if we don't get there soon."
The lump shuffled slowly, revealing the face of a tired boy. Dark hair that was a mess and stuck out at odd angles. He rubbed at his eyes and grumbled a little, pulling the covers away.
"Can't I just have a bit longer?" He whined back.
Riley smiled at the odd sense of deja vu before giving her brother another shake.
"Fine, fine," He grumbled, peeling the sheets back from his body. "At least suck me off first."