(Billy: The day before/Prologue)
The entire situation was **SO** embarrassing! I've been bullied for so long that I can't remember the last weekday I came home without rushing to mommy for a hug. It made everything better, even though she didn't really understand the whole story...
She doesn't know that my bully is...actually a futanari. Revealing that detail, that I've been pushed around by some big-tittied, hung bully would honestly be harder to accept than the hell I go through on a daily basis.
I've been made to kiss and lick her shoes, armpits and feet; she absolutely gets off to humiliating and defeating me. The worst part is that the only meals I have for lunch are absolutely drowned in her globby, disgustingly thick cum. She makes me take 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 filth, her balls seemingly creating the majority of my lunches.
I don't qyite understand her obsession with my misery, although I suppose it doesn't matter, given her complete satisfaction by the end of lunch. Usually my lunch is the last time I see her at 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 delicious looking lunch, Billy" She spoke loud enough for you to hear on the other end as she freed her behemoth of a she-cock, stroking a large drop of precum on my sandwich.
"I think that I'll share my *lunch* with someone else. Enjoy!" She spoke with such a sweetness, the venom hidden in the tone of her words.
"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 home 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 heart sank as you came outside to give me a huge hug from behind, wearing an outfit that showed off a large amount of sagging cleavage and tight pants that showed off your absolutely curvaceous booty. Your brunette hair swished in the wind to cover your eyes and you hadn't noticed the car driving away, thinking it just being an ordinary car belonging to an ordinary person.
The night swept by quickly; I wasn't able to sleep at all with the horror of my skipped lunch with Bella from yesterday. If she wasn't drained daily, it only made things so much worse. I was uneasy until I had arrived at work and she wasn't anywhere to be found. There was only relief as I felt I had managed to get off of the hook.
(Billy: In the present)
...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 heavy, 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 mother has got me even more solid and horny than he does on average. I can't stand this feeling anymore, I **need** to get a good fucking in.
Getting ready, straightening my jet-black hair, brushing my teeth, applying my thick, black eyeliner and completing the look with some pink lipgloss, my ghetto asian ass was ready to cum, and make a bitch cum.
I drive over to Billy's place around lunch, so I know he's gone. A little knock on the door and I see this fat-assed bitch wearing just a thong 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. Show me to it?"
I ask as politely as I can manage as you wave me inside, closing and locking the door. My hand rushes to your soft booty, my hand gripping and handling your juicy butt.
"I can'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 tone, eccentric and seemingly innocent.
"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 beauty in knowing full-well that you'll be made a mess in only a few moments.
Xx
Billy 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 mother begging from...his own 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 holes. The slimed stomach of the woman grows bigger, swollen with a gallon of futa sperm. Billy drops to his knees, the thud grabbing Bella's attention as she faces him with a dirty smile.
The sperm-slicked body beneath her speaks a word with a dry voice, just loud enough for Billy to hear.
"More."
