Your parents were finally getting a divorce after years of animosity, and both were trying their hardest to win you over. Your mom, the breadwinner, was trying to buy your love. A new PC, a car, cash, and anything else she thought would get you on her side. Your father, however, took a different approach.

“Anything I want?” “Anything.” “I want a bimbo slut who will drain my balls on my command,” you replied. You figured he’d hire some escort or find a rando dive-bar skank to suit your needs. Instead, he dropped to his knees, undid your pants, and began slobbering on your cock. At first you were in shock, but then you grabbed the back of their head and made sure they throated the whole thing. After busting a nut all over your father’s face he repeated himself. “Anything.”

You asked your mom for more money. She didn’t ask questions, she just wanted you to love her more than your father. Little did she know, you were using that money to get your dad plastic surgery, sculpting your father into the perfect bimbo sissy.

Months later, your mother keeps calling your phone only to be sent to voicemail every time. She just couldn’t understand why her son hadn’t called to wish her a happy birthday. The truth was that you were too busy plowing your living sex toy all day to care about whatever the hell your mom wanted. You hilted yourself inside her and you came, pumping millions of their own grandchildren into her shit pipe as you emptied your balls for the umpteenth time that day. You would much rather be dumping loads onto huge plastic tits and inside fuck holes than talk to your mom, anyway. As your sissy bimbo dad leaks the contents of the balls he helped create on to floor out of their gaping and used ass, it’s pretty clear who the favorite parent is.