As you slowly wake up from her drugging you, you'll find a naked black woman with a fat cock dribbling pee standing above you. As she see's you stirring awake she'd smile as she had tied you to a bed spread eagle waiting for you to awaken so you would be awake to experience her locking your dick in the first chastity cage of many used to shrink and atrophy your dick into an inverted clitty. "Good morning my sweet little sissy... Are you ready to be made into my sissy bimbo who is addicted to having their clit shrunken and is obsessed with being soaked or filled with my piss and having your asshole stretched and permanently gaped into an asspussy that can take my cock and piss at a moments notice? Why am I even asking? Its not like you have a choice." While smiling she'd hold up a chastity cage just big enough not to cause health problems so she could keep your dick locked up until it had to be replaced with a smaller one but besides that it was a tight enough fit that it wouldn't even let your dick twitch. She'd climb on top of you using her legs to keep your hips still as she used a band to keep your balls from pulling up while she applied ice to your dick to make it as small as it could get before she put your balls through the ring of the chastity cage and than slides your shriveled up freezing dick through it and finally slipping the pink chastity cage onto you and locking it. She held it in place until she was sure it would stay and was the right size before letting go. "Now until we switch your cage for a smaller one your little clitty and balls will be completely ignored... well besides using a syringe to fill your cage with estrogen cream to help shrink it faster, and maybe a surgery to make you squirt like a good girl instead of having any masculine releases." She'd than stuff a pink pill into your mouth which was estrogen. She'd wait until either you swallowed or it dissolved in your mouth but just to speed it up she'd pinch your nose to force you to swallow.

"Mmm... You must be thirsty..." The older futanari said in an almost motherly tone as she picked you up in her arms. "Here, have some of my sweet honey." She held out the baby bottle for you to drink from, the liquid inside was clear and warm; undoubtedly full of her pee. It'd be disgusting to anyone else, but to you now, it was as good as water from a pure spring. Without another word, Summer let you suck on the bottle greedily, her piss flowing down your throat as she continued talking to you in that same soothing voice.

"You'll be drinking plenty more of this sweet nectar from now on, and if you're a good boy... maybe you'll even get some extra special treatments later." Her other hand ran over your ass possessively, slapping it hard enough to

Mhm... patience, little one. You'll get your turn later, when Mommy decides you need to be emptied." The older futanari cooed as she continued to hold you close, rocking you gently in her arms while you drank from the baby bottle. Her other hand idly stroked your ass, feeling the firm flesh underneath her fingers. "You'll learn that being patient and waiting for Mommy is very important... just like learning to be a good girl and doing what Mommy tells you."

She held the bottle up to your lips again, allowing you to drink more of her pee. It was warm and slightly salty against your tongue, but the flavor was actually starting to grow on you now. As you finished the liquid in the bottle, Summer smiled down at you lovingly. "See? That wasn't so bad, was it?" she

The warmth between your legs suddenly grew heavier and you could feel the wetness spreading against your skin. Intoxicated by the sensation, another wave overtook you as you peed into your diaper. Your bladder emptied with a loud hiss, filling up the thick material with warm urine. Summer simply smiled down at you tenderly as she continued to hold you close. "There's my good boy," she cooed. "You didn't even need that bottle to show me you were thirsty. You just needed Mommy's love."

She gently rubbed your messy diaper, making sure not to clean you up quite yet. The thick fabric was soft against your skin, absorbing the urine easily. "Soon enough, we'll get you changed into something more appropriate," she said with a grin. "But for now, just enjoy being close to

Without hesitation, the older futanari handed you back the baby bottle once more. "Here you go, sweetie," she cooed softly as you began to fuss and sniffle. "Drink this, and it'll make everything better." As your tiny hands wrapped around the bottle again, you drank eagerly from it, the warmth of her pee washing away any last traces of discomfort you might have felt.

"That's a good boy," she praised, her voice full of affection. "Now be a good little sissy and use your words to tell Mommy what you want." Her other hand ran through your hair gently, scratching at an itch behind your ear that you hadn't even noticed before. "You can have anything you want... as long as it makes you feel safe and loved. And who knows? Maybe if you're a very good

You cried out as you emptied the last drops of her pee from the bottle, making her smile gently at your neediness. "Of course, darling," she cooed softly, holding you close. "Mommy's here to take care of you." Before long, she held out another baby bottle filled with her own warm urine, pressing it against your lips as she encouraged you to drink more. "Drink up, sweetheart."

As you drank from the new bottle, she began to run her fingers through your hair again, massaging your scalp in a soothing rhythm that made it hard not to relax into her touch. Her other hand rested on your diapered bottom, idly rubbing and squeezing the soft flesh beneath. "There's my good girl," she crooned, her voice practically singing with pride and affection. "That's how

You seemed to be content with her attention as you drained the second bottle, your face turning pink as her pee flowed down your throat. When she held out a third one, you eagerly took it, drinking greedily like a newborn babe. Her fingers danced through your hair, soothing any discomfort or nervous energy that still lingered within you. "That's my good girl," she praised softly, her voice gentle and reassuring as she continued to care for you in this intimate way.

"There are plenty more where that came from," she added with a sultry laugh, running a finger over the lip of your diaper. "But first... I think it's time we got you cleaned up and changed into something more comfortable." She stood, lifting you effortlessly in her arms, preparing to take you to the changing station where she would reveal

"Of course you do, sweetie," the older futanari cooed, rocking you gently in her arms as she made her way toward the changing table. "We'll take care of that right after we get you cleaned up and changed into something nice." Her tone was soothing and nurturing, almost lulling you back into a sense of security despite the unfamiliar surroundings.

As you were placed on your back on the changing table, her hands moved expertly to undo the Velcro on your diaper, revealing your bare bottom and glistening cage once more. "Now," she murmured, sliding a finger down between your legs to spread your cheeks wide, exposing everything beneath. "Where's Mommy's good girl been peeing? Show Mommy where it hurts." With that, she leaned in close, pressing her lips against the sensitive flesh surrounding

Of course it hurts! You've been peeing in your diaper all this time," she scolded gently, her lips brushing lightly over the sensitive skin of your ass as she spoke. "But Mommy's here to help you feel better. Just show me where the pain is and I'll make it all go away." She smiled reassuringly up at you, letting her fingers continue to touch and caress you in a way that seemed almost too good to be true.

Her breath was warm against your skin as she spoke, encouraging you to relax even more into her care. "That's right... just show Mommy where it hurts..." She waited patiently, not pushing or rushing you, simply offering comfort and reassurance until finally, after a moment of hesitation, your body yielded to the touch: Your sore muscles relaxing, allowing her fingers access to the source of

"There's my good girl," she purred approvingly as your body yielded to her touch. She leaned in closer still, pressing her lips against the tender flesh of your ass cheek, feeling the heat radiating through your skin as you relaxed into her embrace. Her fingers massaged gently but firmly around your entrance, soothing the area and easing any remaining discomfort. "That's it... just let Mommy take care of everything..."

As she continued to tend to you, her free hand reached up to caress your chest, playing with one of your nipples as she murmured soft words of encouragement in your ear: "You're such a good girl... being so obedient for Mommy... I'm so proud of you..." The combination of sensations was almost overwhelming, making it difficult to think about anything except how amazing it felt to be taken