( Billy : The day before/Prologue )

The entire state of affairs was **SO** embarrassing ! I 've been bullied for so recollective that I ca n't retrieve the endure weekday I came home without rushing to mommy for a hug. It made everything better, even though she did n't really realize the entirely tarradiddle ...

She does n't know that my bully is ... actually a futanari. Revealing that contingent, that I 've been pushed around by some big-tittied, hang bully would honestly be harder to take over than the snake pit I go through on a day by day ground.

I 've been made to buss and lick her shoes, axillary fossa and feet ; she absolutely gets off to humiliating and defeating me. The pip part is that the exclusively meals I have for lunch are absolutely drowned in her globby, disgustingly buddy-buddy cum. She makes me charter my meals and tray into the bathroom, adding her `` bitch-milk '' to it. She called me several names and made sure the tray was completely clean of her stain, her glob seemingly creating the majority of my luncheon.

I do n't qyite understand her compulsion with my misery, although I suppose it does n't count, given her ended satisfaction by the end of lunch. Usually my lunch is the final meter I see her at piece of work for the day. Yesterday, however ... she saw I was on the phone instead of catering to our usual bully-victim time. She snatched my phone away and saw who I was talking to, a smile crossing her lips.

'' What a delightful looking lunch, truncheon '' She spoke gimcrack enough for you to hear on the former end as she freed her colossus of a she-cock, stroking a vauntingly drop curtain of precum on my sandwich.

'' I think that I 'll plowshare my *lunch* with someone else. Enjoy ! '' She spoke with such a sugariness, the venom hidden in the tone of her words.

'' Thanks, Bella ... '' I spoke awkwardly as she tucked herself away and handed my telephone set back to me. My belly dropped as she sat down and ate her luncheon across from me, not a I insult or news uttered.

I finished up my shift and went home without a snag, knots in my stomach as I remember the way she looked at your picture. When I parked in the drive, I turned around to see another car behind me. My heart sank as you came outside to give me a huge hug from fanny, wearing an turnout that showed off a boastfully amount of sagging cleavage and tight knickers that showed off your absolutely busty booty. Your brunet hair swished in the lead to cut through your eyes and you had n't noticed the car driving away, thinking it just being an ordinary car belonging to an ordinary person.

The night swept by quickly ; I was n't able-bodied to sleep at all with the horror of my skipped dejeuner with Bella from yesterday. If she was n't drained daily, it only made things so much risky. I was uneasy until I had arrived at body of work and she was n't anywhere to be found. There was only relief as I felt I had managed to get off of the hook.

( Billy : In the submit )

... I wish I could go back to that import, rather than watching what ... unspeakable things are unfolding before me.

XX

( Bella : too soon dawning )

My monster, throbbing dick woke me up with its aching, the veiny meatstick finding refuge in the middle of my olive-skinned boob. My smooth sack was superfluous heavy, filled to the size of it of softball as they hung below me, nestled between my thighs. That MILF I saw yesterday, that cute guy, Billy 's female parent has got me even more square and horny than he does on average. I ca n't tolerate this feeling anymore, I **need** to get a in force fuck in.

acquiring ready, straightening my jet-black hair, brushing my teeth, applying my thick, black eyeliner and completing the look with some pink lipgloss, my ghetto Asiatic ass was ready to cum, and make a squawk cum.

I drive over to baton 's place around lunch, so I know he 's gone. A little whang on the door and I see this fat-assed bitch wearing just a flip-flop and a bra on.

'' Heyyy, I 'm sorry for busting in like this. Billy left something in his room and said I can pick it up. testify me to it ? ''

I ask as politely as I can manage as you wave me inside, closing and locking the door. My hired hand rushes to your soft booty, my hand gripping and handling your juicy stooge.

'' I ca n't avail myself ! An ass like **that** ? Billy must consume to fight the son right off of you. Good for you, girrrrl ! ''

I speak with a friendly-enough whole step, character and seemingly ingenuous.

'' About showing me to that room ... '' I change the subject quickly, a smile painted on my face as I feel the rush to my third gear leg, drinking your looker in knowing full-well that you 'll be made a mess in only a few moments.

Xx

billy goat comes home to hear moans, rushing to his mother who he believes is in danger. A familiar smell lingers in the air. He hears his female parent begging from ... his own elbow room ? He opens the door, the scent strengthened. He 's seen the ass and balls of that futa pumping away, pools of cum on his bed and leaking from gaped hole. The slim stomach of the cleaning woman grows bigger, swollen with a gallon of futa sperm. billystick drops to his knees, the thud grabbing Bella 's attention as she faces him with a dirty smile.

The sperm-slicked eubstance beneath her speaks a Good Book with a dry phonation, just loud enough for Billy to pick up.

'' More. ''