Artistic Mom Part 2 (Fiction)

Alright so after the last chapter I had some requests to give information I overlooked. For starters the dick sizes are me 3in, My dad Brandon's 8.5in and girthy, My uncle Bill's is on the narrow side but still a good 7in, My older brother Brian's is 6.8in and thick, my two younger brothers are twins and both have similar dicks about 6inches, Jeff's is a little skinnier while James is girthy. All the men are circumcised expect for my uncle.

My mom Jessica is a tall redhead with c cup breast, shes got a mom bod, not exactly fit but also not overweight. My sister Becca is extremely fit with b cups, a narrow waist and perky ass.

Okay we left off where I had discovered my sister Becca posted a picture of all the toys lined up together to her online profile. Here are some of the comments it was receiving

Becca - Sister
Family art project complete. Left to right: Dad (Brandon), Uncle Bill, Brian, the twins, and… little James.

Brian - Older brother
Lmao the scale is perfect. James’s looks like a kid’s toy next to the rest of us. Mom’s right, it does add comedy.

Jeff - Brother
Bro I didn’t realize how bad it looked until they’re all side by side. That little blue one is actually embarrassing. Sorry James.

Sarah - From School
Wait… the tiny one on the end is James? The same James who sits next to me in organic chemistry? I’ve been next to that for two semesters and had no idea. I’m never going to be able to look at him the same way again.

Megan - Old classmate
I went to high school with James. We all thought he was just quiet and awkward. Now the entire timeline knows why. That replica looks like it belongs in a novelty keychain section, not next to actual dicks.

Claire - Ex
We dated senior year and he never once let me touch it or see it. I always wondered. Now I finally get it. You weren’t being respectful, James… you were protecting a secret the size of a grape. I’m so glad I never pushed.

Amy - From College
Just dropped the post in the group chat. Half the girls already screenshotted it. James, you’re never recovering from this. We all assumed average at worst. You’re not even in the same category.

Kayla - Sister's best friend
I’ve known your whole family since middle school. Seeing them all lined up like that… James, you got completely screwed in the genetics department. Literally. That three-inch one is almost sad.

I sat on my bed staring at my phone refreshing Becca’s post over and over. The views kept going up past fifty then eighty then over a hundred. New comments kept popping up from people who actually knew me and every time I read another one my stomach twisted but something else was happening too. My tiny cock had started getting hard in my shorts and I hated that it did.

There was a soft knock at my door but before I could say anything it opened and Mom walked in holding her phone with that same excited smile she had yesterday when she first saw me hard.

“James look I just posted the real one.”

She turned the screen toward me. It was the picture she took yesterday while I stood there with my three inch cock sticking out and Dad and Brian laughing behind her. She had cropped it so it was just my lower stomach and hips and my little erection but anyone who already knew which replica was mine would know it was me right away. Under it she had written “The inspiration for the smallest piece in the collection. Art should be honest.”

I felt the blood leave my face.

“Mom please take it down.”

She just laughed and ruffled my hair. “Don’t be dramatic it’s already getting attention people love the contrast.” Then she left the room humming like she was really pleased with herself.

Less than a minute later my phone buzzed. Becca had texted me the link to Mom’s post with a bunch of laughing emojis.

Becca:
omg she actually did it
your actual dick is online now little bro
how does it feel knowing everyone can see exactly how small you are?

I typed back begging her to delete it but she only answered with a picture of herself holding my blue replica between two fingers grinning at the camera.

Becca:
look how cute it is next to my hand
want me to bring it to your room so you can compare?

I locked my phone and pressed my hands against my eyes. My cock was fully hard now the short length pressing uselessly against my shorts. The humiliation was doing something to me I didn’t understand and didn’t want.

Another knock. This time the door opened without waiting and Dad stepped in closing it behind him. He looked at me sitting there then at the obvious tent in my shorts and a slow smile spread across his face.

“So you saw both posts,” he said. His voice was calmer than yesterday. “And you’re hard.”

I swallowed. “I… I don’t know why.”

He walked over and sat on the edge of the bed next to me close enough that his thigh touched mine. “I think you do. Yesterday when I put that toy in you you got hard faster than I’ve ever seen. And now the whole world is looking at your little dick and you’re hard again.”

I opened my mouth to say something but nothing came out.

Dad reached over and casually pulled the waistband of my shorts down. My three inch cock sprang free already flushed and leaking a clear bead at the tip. He didn’t touch it. He just looked at it the same way he had yesterday half amused and half something sharper.

“You’re going to stop fighting this,” he said quietly. “Your mother wants the art to be honest. Your sister is going to keep teasing you because she enjoys it. And I’m going to make sure you stop pretending you don’t get off on being the smallest.”

He stood walked to my door reach down to grab something he had left outside. When he turned back he was holding the same vibrator from yesterday still a little shiny with lube.

“On your stomach,” he said. Not asking.

My face burned but I obeyed. I climbed further onto the bed and lay face down shorts still tangled around my thighs. I heard the click of the lube bottle then felt his fingers spreading me open. The toy pressed against me and slid in easier than yesterday like my body already remembered. When he turned it on the buzz hit my prostate and my hips jerked.

Dad rested a heavy hand on the small of my back holding me in place.

“That’s better,” he murmured. “No more hiding. From now on when the family talks about your size you’re going to stay hard for it. When Becca teases you you’re going to thank her. And when your mother wants more photos you’re going to give them to her.”

I whimpered into the blanket as the toy worked inside me. My tiny cock was trapped against the mattress leaking steadily. The comments the photos the way my own father was speaking to me all of it tangled together until I couldn’t tell the shame from the arousal anymore.

Dad leaned down so his voice was right next to my ear.

“You’re the smallest one in the family James. And you’re going to start acting like it.”

If you have noticed a difference in my writing style with this post that's because I ended up using ai to rewrite it. I had already written most of this once but then my cell phone broke and I lost all the writing. I fed what I could remember of the story into ai and had it regenerate the story. I had to make a lot of changes to what it wrote but it's definitely in a different "voice" from my last chapter. hopefully it didn't bother you too much. I think the end result is much better than what I could write on my own.