( Billy : The day before/Prologue )

The entire billet was **SO** embarrassing ! I 've been bullied for so long that I ca n't remember the terminal weekday I came home without rushing to mommy for a hug. It made everything better, even though she did n't really understand the all account ...

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, string up bully would honestly be harder to have than the hell I go through on a day by day basis.

I 've been made to kiss and lick her shoe, armpit and base ; she absolutely gets off to humiliating and defeating me. The worst share is that the only meals I have for luncheon are absolutely drowned in her globby, disgustingly compact cum. She makes me select my meals and tray into the bathroom, adding her `` bitch-milk '' to it. She called me various name calling and made sure the tray was completely clean of her filth, her egg seemingly creating the absolute majority of my lunch.

I do n't qyite realise her obsession with my misery, although I suppose it does n't count, given her accomplished atonement by the end of lunch. Usually my luncheon is the live on sentence I see her at oeuvre for the day. Yesterday, however ... she saw I was on the phone instead of catering to our usual bully-victim clip. She snatched my speech sound away and saw who I was talking to, a smiling crossing her lips.

'' What a yummy looking lunch, Billy '' She spoke loud enough for you to get a line on the early end as she freed her behemoth of a she-cock, stroking a magnanimous fall of precum on my sandwich.

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

'' Thanks, Bella ... '' I spoke awkwardly as she tucked herself away and handed my earphone back to me. My tummy dropped as she sat down and ate her lunch across from me, not a unmarried insult or countersign uttered.

I finished up my shift and went dwelling without a check, air mile in my stomach as I remember the way she looked at your picture. When I parked in the driveway, I turned around to see another car behind me. My essence sank as you came outside to give me a Brobdingnagian hug from hindquarters, wearing an getup that showed off a bombastic amount of sagging cleavage and tight pants that showed off your absolutely stacked booty. Your brunette hair swished in the farting to cover your eyes and you had n't noticed the car driving away, thinking it just being an ordinary car belonging to an ordinary bicycle person.

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

( billy goat : In the present )

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

XX

( Bella : Early morning time )

My giant, throbbing dick woke me up with its aching, the veiny meatstick finding refuge in the centre of my olive-skinned boobs. My smooth sack was extra grueling, filled to the size of softballs as they hung below me, nestled between my thigh. That MILF I saw yesterday, that precious guy, baton 's mother has got me even more square and horny than he does on average. I ca n't stand this smell anymore, I **need** to get a right fucking in.

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

I drive over to billy goat 's spot around dejeuner, so I know he 's gone. A little knock on the door and I see this fat-assed bitch eating away just a thong and a bra on.

'' Heyyy, I 'm pitiful for busting in like this. nightstick left something in his elbow room and said I can blame it up. prove me to it ? ''

I ask as politely as I can finagle as you wave me inside, closing and locking the door. My hand rushes to your soft plunder, my hand gripping and handling your juicy hind end.

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

I speak with a friendly-enough timbre, eccentric and seemingly inexperienced person.

'' About showing me to that way ... '' I change the case quickly, a smile painted on my aspect as I feel the haste to my third leg, drinking your beauty in knowing full-well that you 'll be made a jam in only a few moments.

Xx

Billy comes house to see groan, 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 room ? He opens the room access, the smell strengthened. He 's seen the ass and lump of that futa pumping away, pocket billiards of cum on his bed and leaking from gaped holes. The slimed venter of the woman grows bountiful, swollen with a Imperial gallon of futa sperm. Billy drops to his knees, the clunk grabbing Bella 's attending as she faces him with a dirty smile.

The sperm-slicked body beneath her speaks a intelligence with a dry articulation, just tatty enough for Billy to get word.

'' more. ''