Under their rapt gazes, an impossible transformation began. Where Angela's familiar, feminine vulva had been moments before, something new was sprouting. Flesh swelled, elongated, took shape, until, unbelievably, a thick, undeniably male penis began to emerge, complete with a nascent scrotum forming beneath it. It was an exact echo of how Vivian's own male form manifested.
"Oh… my… GOD…" Angela gasped, hand flying to her mouth, eyes wide with a mixture of terror, shock, and a bizarre, undeniable flicker of fascination.
Vivian continued to channel her power, refining the new appendage. For a moment, she let the scrotum become more defined, then shifted it back to the familiar contours of Angela's vagina, then back to male again, demonstrating her control. "See, Mommy? All for you."
"I… I see it," Angela whispered, her voice trembling.
"It's your dick now, Mommy," Vivian said softly, her eyes shining. "You should… be the first to touch it."
Angela stared at the impossible appendage now gracing her own body. Her own penis. It pulsed slightly, already semi-erect. With a hesitant, trembling hand, she reached down, fingers brushing against the unfamiliar flesh. Warm. Real. Hers. A wave of sensation, utterly alien yet undeniably arousing, shot through her. "Ah…" she breathed, a low, guttural sound.
"Feels good, doesn't it, Mommy?" Vivian asked, her voice laced with smug satisfaction.
"Yes…" Angela admitted, still marveling. She tentatively wrapped her fingers around the shaft. Her own cock. The thought was mind-bending. She played with it, stroking, testing the weight, the texture. It responded instantly, growing harder, thicker, more insistent in her grip. She finally, finally understood that uniquely male sensation of an erection. That constant, demanding presence.
"No wonder you're always so horny," she murmured, half to herself, half to Vivian.
"Hehe," Vivian just grinned.
Angela, however, was completely new to this. Despite the powerful arousal coursing through her, despite the throbbing erection demanding attention between her legs, she had no idea what to do next. The concept of masturbating this way was utterly foreign. She simply stared down at it, then up at Vivian, a look of helpless, desperate confusion on her face.
Vivian chuckled. "So, now you know how I feel all the time, huh, Wife?"
"Don't tease me, Vivi!" Angela pleaded, squirming slightly. "What do I do? It… it really hurts… in a good way… but it hurts!"
"Alright, alright." Vivian's eyes sparkled with mischief. "Mommy gets to choose her poison." She gestured meaningfully. "Do you want Husband to suck your new dick? Or maybe a tit-fuck? Or…" she leaned closer, voice dropping to a sultry whisper, brushing her lips against Angela's ear, "…do you want Husband to let you fuck her with it, hmm? Or… if you're feeling adventurous… Husband's ass is also available for its first drilling…"
The combination of her own raging erection and Vivian's explicit, arousing suggestions was too much for Angela. With a guttural cry, she lunged, pushing Vivian down onto the plush bed, scrambling on top of her, legs already parting to try and guide her new penis towards Vivian's waiting cunt. One clumsy attempt… two… Angela growled in frustration. "Aagh! Help me, Husband! I… I can't get it in!"
Vivian burst out laughing at Angela's fumbling attempts. "Pfft… Relax, Wife. First time's always tricky."
"Stop laughing and help me!"
"Okay, okay." Vivian gently pushed Angela's eager legs aside, then maneuvered her own body, positioning herself directly beneath Angela. She guided Angela's hips, her eyes locked on her mother's, full of predatory hunger. Then, she lowered her head, aiming for the engorged, desperate tip of Angela's new cock. Angela practically shoved it into Vivian's waiting mouth.
"Ahh… Mmmph… Feel good, Mommy?" Vivian mumbled around the mouthful.
"Ohh… God… YES! That… that feels… incredible…" Angela moaned, head thrashing back.
Vivian hummed appreciatively, a low, throaty sound, one hand expertly stroking the shaft while her mouth worked its magic, tongue swirling around the sensitive glans, alternating between gentle suction and deep, rhythmic throating. She knew exactly what made a penis sing. A quick glance upwards confirmed Angela was lost in ecstasy, lips bitten, eyes squeezed shut. Vivian increased her speed, her suction, pushing Angela closer to the edge.
"Ah… Vivi… I… I think I'm… Nngh!"
"Yes… Wife… Cum for me… Cum in my mouth…" Vivian urged, hand and mouth working in perfect, relentless unison.
"Coming! Oh God, I'm… SHOOTING! AAAHHH!"
Vivian held the glans firmly between her lips, letting Angela's powerful orgasm explode directly onto her tongue, thick, hot spurts of semen filling her mouth. She'd subtly altered this new appendage as well – Angela's ejaculate, like Vivian's own, now tasted rich and creamy, like warm, sweet milk, utterly devoid of any metallic or bitter notes. She diligently milked out every last drop, then crawled up Angela's body, positioning her face directly over her mother's, opening her mouth wide to display the milky offering pooled on her tongue. Angela's eyes fluttered open, glazed with bliss, focusing on the sight with a drugged intensity.
"Spit it out, baby… Here…" Angela fumbled for a tissue, offering it.
Vivian just smiled, a slow, deliberate, predatory smile. She closed her mouth, met Angela's gaze, tilted her head back slightly, letting Angela see the distinct ripple of her throat as she swallowed. Gulp. Gulp. "Mmm… Sigh…" She licked her lips clean. "So delicious, Wife. Your cum tastes like heaven."
"Oh… baby…" Overwhelmed by the intimacy, the sheer possessiveness of the act, Angela pulled Vivian's head down, crushing their lips together in a desperate, hungry kiss that tasted of shared release and utter devotion. It went on for a long, long time, a kiss that sealed their new reality. Throughout, Vivian's hand never stopped stroking Angela's now softening cock, teasing it back to life. By the time they finally broke apart, breathless, Angela was hard again, throbbing insistently against Vivian's thigh.
"Wife," Vivian whispered, her eyes dark pools of lust. "Fuck me now."
Angela just nodded, speechless, her eyes full of a primal hunger.
Vivian immediately lay back, spreading her legs wide, offering herself completely. Her body, even in its currently adult form, was still incredibly limber, years of unconscious flexibility enhanced by the System. As Angela positioned herself between Vivian's thighs, cock hovering inches from her entrance, Vivian reached out, taking Angela's penis in her hand, guiding it carefully towards her own virgin opening. A flicker of genuine fear, mixed with intense curiosity, shot through her. This was it. Her first real penetration. Angela's dick, even slightly smaller than Vivian's own preferred size, was still substantial – a good 16cm, thick and insistent. She gently nudged the glans against her labia, then took a deep breath, trying to relax.
"Nngh… Ssss…" A sharp, stinging pain as the head began to push past her delicate folds. Vivian winced, letting go, looking up at Angela with wide, apprehensive eyes.
"Maybe… maybe we shouldn't, baby?" Angela whispered, seeing the pain, her voice laced with sudden concern. "It's okay if you're not ready."
"No… I want this, Mommy… Come on…" Vivian insisted through gritted teeth. She wrapped her legs tightly around Angela's waist, heels digging into her back, pulling her mother closer, harder.
"FUCK! Oh GOD!"
"Ahhh! So tight… so hot…"
Simultaneous cries – Vivian's a yelp of sharp, tearing pain as her hymen gave way, Angela's a groan of exquisite, invasive pleasure.
"Ah… Mommy… don't… don't move… Just… wait…" Vivian gasped, tears pricking her eyes.
"Okay, baby… Mommy won't move…" Angela whispered, collapsing gently on top of Vivian, supporting most of her weight on her elbows. She began kissing Vivian tenderly, nuzzling her neck, one hand finding Vivian's breast, stroking soothingly, trying to ease the pain.
"Ngh… Mmm… Mommy… D-does it feel good… for you?" Vivian managed, her voice strained.
"Yes, baby. So good. So perfect," Angela confirmed softly.
"O-okay… Good… Just… a little longer…" This was repayment. For Angela's acceptance, her love, her willingness to embrace this impossible life. Her mother had tolerated Vivian's infinite demands; Vivian could tolerate this single, profound invasion. For Angela, she would. For anyone else? Never.
After what felt like an eternity, the initial tearing pain began to subside, replaced by a dull, stretching ache, and then, slowly, a surprising throb of pleasure. "Okay, Mommy," Vivian breathed. "Okay… you can… move now."
"Not hurting anymore?"
"N-no. It's… it's okay. It actually feels… kinda good now…" Her body, empowered by the System, was adapting rapidly, the tissues yielding, becoming slick and receptive.
Hearing the change in Vivian's voice, Angela cautiously, experimentally, began to lift her hips, a slow, shallow thrust.
"Nnngh… Ohh…" Vivian gasped, a new sensation flooding her.
"How's that?"
"Good… Y-yes… It's… good…" Pleasure was definitely starting to bloom where pain had been. Her virginity, gifted to the one person who truly owned her, body and soul.