( Billy : The day before/Prologue )

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

She does n't know that my bully is ... actually a futanari. Revealing that detail, that I 've been pushed around by some big-tittied, attend bully would honestly be knockout to accept than the hell I go through on a daily basis.

I 've been made to buss and lick her shoes, armpit and invertebrate foot ; she absolutely gets off to humiliating and defeating me. The unfit part is that the alone meals I have for lunch are absolutely drowned in her globby, disgustingly compact cum. She makes me take my repast and tray into the bathroom, adding her `` bitch-milk '' to it. She called me several names and made indisputable the tray was completely clean of her skank, her balls seemingly creating the absolute majority of my lunches.

I do n't qyite understand her obsession with my misery, although I suppose it does n't matter, given her complete gratification by the end of lunch. Usually my lunch is the last metre I see her at work for the day. Yesterday, however ... she saw I was on the earphone instead of catering to our usual bully-victim sentence. She snatched my headphone away and saw who I was talking to, a smile crossing her lip.

'' What a yummy looking lunch, Billy '' She spoke garish enough for you to hear on the other end as she freed her behemoth of a she-cock, stroking a turgid drop of precum on my sandwich.

'' I think that I 'll portion my *lunch* with somebody else. Enjoy ! '' She spoke with such a pleasantness, the venom hidden in the tone of her dustup.

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

I finished up my shift and went domicile without a hitch, knots 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 affectionateness sank as you came outside to give me a huge hug from behind, wearing an rig that showed off a large amount of sagging segmentation and tight pants that showed off your absolutely sonsie dirty money. Your brunette hair swished in the wind to brood 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 nighttime swept by quickly ; I was n't capable to sleep at all with the horror of my decamp lunch with Bella from yesterday. If she was n't drained daily, it only made things so a lot worse. I was nervous until I had arrived at body of work and she was n't anywhere to be found. There was only substitute as I felt I had managed to get off of the draw.

( Billy : In the salute )

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

XX

( Bella : Early morning )

My giant, throbbing dick woke me up with its aching, the veiny meatstick finding refuge in the middle of my olive-skinned boobs. My smooth sack was extra backbreaking, filled to the size of softballs 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 solid and horny than he does on norm. I ca n't stand this tactile sensation anymore, I **need** to get a good fucking in.

Getting ready, straightening my jet-black tomentum, brushing my dentition, applying my midst, pitch-black eyeliner and completing the look with some pink lipgloss, my ghetto Asian ass was ready to cum, and realise a bitch cum.

I drive over to he-goat 's place around lunch, so I know he 's gone. A little knock on the door and I see this fat-assed bitch wear just a lash and a bra on.

'' Heyyy, I 'm sorry for busting in like this. billy goat left something in his room and said I can peck it up. Show me to it ? ''

I ask as politely as I can superintend as you wave me inside, closing and locking the room access. My hand flush to your indulgent booty, my helping hand gripping and handling your juicy backside.

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

I speak with a friendly-enough tone of voice, eccentric person and seemingly devoid.

'' 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 leg, drinking your dish in knowing full-well that you 'll be made a mess in only a few minute.

Xx

Billy comes menage to see moans, rushing to his mother who he believes is in peril. A companion smell lingers in the air. He hears his mother mendicancy from ... his own way ? He opens the door, the aroma strengthened. He 's seen the ass and chunk of that futa pumping away, pools of cum on his bed and leaking from gaped holes. The lose weight stomach of the womanhood grows bigger, swollen with a gallon of futa spermatozoan. Billy drops to his human knee, the clunk grabbing Bella 's tending as she faces him with a dirty smile.

The sperm-slicked dead body beneath her speaks a word with a dry vox, just loud enough for billy to discover.

'' More. ''