———————————— Mom
My hand dripped. Sounds reached me only minutes after my offspring had sprang into my daughter’s room. I didn’t dare to think, but I knew. I crept to the door and heard every word. Jerry was secretly trying to make his sister and I fat. If that’s what made his dick hard, I wasn’t going to complain. I hitched down my slacks and fingered myself until I had cum twice, eavesdropping on their disgusting act of incest.
I was determined to take them in hand, and remind them who ruled their home. That night, I devised the best plan.
“Russ, you asshole!” I whispered into my phone, the next day. “You said the doctor exam was suppose to be free!”
“You didn’t fuck him for it?” He snorted. “I go out of my way, and endangered medical ethics to get you an appointment and a decent lay for once, and you stiff the poor doctor?”
“I did fuck him, idiot!” I fumed. It hadn’t been enough. What I mean is, he had been pretty good, given I’d been sucking cunt for reciprocated satisfaction all last year. Now I was standing outside a door, once more eavesdropping on my daughter, phone to my ear, other hand in my pants. I overhead the doctor complimenting my only daughter on her figure. “Your doc is trying to get into Rory’s underwear.”
“Hng!” That hit him. “I’ll give that quack a piece of my mind, when he delivers my kickback.” My ex, Russ, was always going to come out on top and with a tip, when he asserted himself. But my jealousy for his successes had died forever. He was second rate, compared to his son.
The day had started with promise. We had an appointment at ten. I managed to keep my children from conceiving incestuous grandchildren that morning, though they tested me verily. I dumped Jerry off at school with a note excusing his sister for the day.
There was no waiting at the doctor’s office. A clerk ushered me into a tiny room that looked more like a third world office than a prestigious, genetics researcher’s lab.
“Ms. Bollinger, welcome. I’m Harvey Blaine. Call me Dr. either one. He chuckled.
I refused to smile.
“Before I disrobe you, I’ll explain what this trial is about. Please, sit.” He indicated a stool that was too small for one of my cheeks. I sat and kept quiet.
“Pannusflush is the working name for the drug. It’s derived from natural enzymes that bind to common viruses that all humans carry. The enzymes switch the viruses into a feeding frenzy, tearing fat cells into dead chunks that are swept away by the body’s cleaning systems. They only target white fat, which is the most efficient form of energy storage in mammals. In their fat killing state, the viruses can’t multiply, but they do burn out, as if aging a year in a day.”
“So the first rule is, take only one dose, two tablets, as close to the exact same time every day. The viruses that aren’t affected need time to duplicate. If you take it too often, the viruses will all die and the drug will cease to work.
“If that should happen,” He cautioned, “We can restore your virus balance with fecal implants. There is no danger. The only known side affect is slight hunger pangs. But that won’t be a problem, either. As long as you take the drug properly, you can eat as much as you like. Studies show that the average weight loss was about two pounds a week. This is not a miracle cure, but it’s close.” He grinned. “Do you have any questions?”
I had a doozy. “What about breast fat?”
“Of course.” He stared directly at my tits. “Breasts are targeted by the virus, but I assure you, the effect is primarily restrained to the waist and hips. In fact, I’m being totally honest here, you may find that your calves don’t lose as much weight as your midsection. Anything else?”
It wasn’t great news, about my breasts and calves, but my plan to teach my children a lesson remained sound. I shook my head.
“Good. Then let’s proceed with your examination.” He rushed to get his hands on my blouse and slacks.
I later confessed to Russ, “Okay. He was a good screw. He treated me with more respect than you ever did when I gained weight. Unnnghh!” I groaned. My fingers flashed between my cunt lips as I replayed my previous ten minutes with the doctor, in my head, substituting Rory in my place beneath him. What were they doing in there? I heard whining.
My phone spoke, “You’ll be a hottie again in no time, Fran. Or at least that’s what my contact at Exo-genetics led me to believe.”
I didn’t bother to explain that I didn’t care if I lost weight. The few pounds I gained recently hadn’t changed my figure perceptively. But Russ could smell extra ounces. His dick only got hard for skinny bitches. It was ironic that his son had the opposite fetish. My goal was to humble the two incestuous creatures that had risen in my house, and maybe get some fat sausage fucking out the plan, myself.
My attention fled the phone at my ear to the door at my other ear. I ignored the nonplussed clerk staring at me.
“I’m honestly surprised your mother agreed to enter you in this trial. You’re a very healthy woman.” The good doctor was by no means a gentleman. “Look at how my body is reacting to yours.”
“Fuck that, Asshole!” My daughter countered. “You may have reason to poke and prod me, but if I even see the lips of your cock in a mirror, I’ll start screaming rape.”
I laughed and pulled my fingers from my moist lips below. There would be no second act here. “Goodbye, Russ.” I hung up and grabbed a magazine from the rack. The clerk looked like he wanted to try me as well. I considered it while feigning reading.
My daughter stormed out of the doctor’s office, half her clothes in her hand. “You better fill out that prescription.” She demanded, launching herself at the clerk.
“Uh, the doctor has to sign-”
“Fuck that! I’ll sign it.” Rory grabbed a pen. The clerk pulled a pad from a stack and handed it to her.
We left the strange office, comrades in arms.
“You fucked him, Mom?”
“He wasn’t bad. You might have learned something.”
“Oh, I did.”
“You fucked him! That was mighty quick for a man who just-”
“I learned something, all right.” My daughter interrupted. “How to make a grown man grovel and beg.”
We reached the car, and I drove Rory to school. Then I went to Exo-genetics and filled our prescription. For a rising star of the medical world, it was just six manufactured office buildings on concrete blocks. It was surrounded by an impressive wrought iron fence and well guarded gate. I saw shotguns hanging on the wall, through the guard house window.
I chose to take the drug at 7:30pm. That gave plenty of time for the kids to get home, do their chores and eat supper.
“Remember, you promised not to tell.” I held two tablets over Rory’s outstretched hand. We had slunk into my room for the deed, with a bottle of water.
“Are you kidding? It’s a great plan, Mom! I can hardly wait to see Jerry’s expression when the trial ends.”
We gulped down the drugs and saluted each other with the bottle. “Cheers!”
Jerry made incredible dinners every night for a week. I’ve never eaten so much fatted lamb, and cream soups, and dripping beef ribs and bacon and buttered potatoes and milkshakes in my life. It was heaven in my mouth. Heaven in my ear was listening at my daughter’s door, between 8pm and 8:15pm. Heaven in my cunt was fucking myself with a faux Hitachi Magic Wand while I listened.
Ending the week, Rory and I had gained two pounds.
“What the fuck, Mom?”
“I called the doctor, but was routed to an Exo-genetics call center. There was a recorded message promising that the drug takes time to get up to speed.”
Rory growled, “Maybe we’re eating too much. Jerry’s food is the bomb, Mom.”
“Can you stop?” I returned. “I don’t think I can. These pills really make me hungry. And the doctor said it shouldn’t matter how much we eat.”
“I’m not sure that idiot was a real doctor.” Rory stormed out of my room.
Starting the second week, I put my personal part of the plan to work. After taking the drug together, I confronted her. “Rory, you can’t be fucking your brother!”
“What?”
“I overheard, last night, again. Are you going to lie to me?”
“Damn, Mom, what took you so long?” She grinned.
“I may be slow, but I’m thorough.” I pulled a plastic case from my pocket. “You have to take one of these, starting tonight.”
“Oh, gods! Birth control?”
“You’re lucky you haven’t caught, yet.” I started. “But we won’t really know if your brother has pregged you for another month or two.”
“Mom, I’m keeping track of my cycle. I know the proven method.”
“Where are you?”
“Almost there. I promise you, I was going to cool it.”
“That thing!” I feigned mock horror. “It’s like a fireplace log, only meant to burn. I’m not taking chances.” I held out the first pill from the case. I didn’t let her out of my room until she took it. She was thrown off guard just enough to skip a night with her brother.
Later, I knocked on his door. “Jerry, I have something to talk about.”
“Uh, just a sec, Mom.” He scrambled.
I didn’t give him half a second. I opened his bedroom door and strode in. It was perfect.
Jerry stood bent over, naked, fumbling for his briefs. His erect cock stood out like an ostrich neck. On his bed was a box of aloe infused tissues.
“Stop.” I crossed my arms over my chest and glared.
The boy straighten and gulped unconsciously at my tone. “But I’m naked.” He whined.
“Good, that salami needs room to hang free.” I chuckled. I killed my laugh. “Your sister says you’ve been sticking that thing in her sex.”
“That’s a lie, Mom.” He tried to stare me down. “Pretty much.” He frowned and reddened.
“Then explain.” I commanded.
“I mean, she- she’s the one who wanted to-”
“Your saying your sister seduced you?” I cried.
“Um, yeah. I guess.” He trembled.
“And you don’t have the spine or even decency to come to me?”
“Huh?”
“You would rather take a chance of impregnating your sister with incest, and make human freaks, than come to your mom?”
“What do you mean, come to you?”
“I know why you’ve been trying to fatten up your sister and I.”
My son’s cock lurched.
“That. That thing likes it when you think of us getting fatter and fatter.” I accused. “Doesn’t it!”
He hung his head, but his prick stood like a tree trunk.
“Well, I know exactly how to deal with the likes of you.” I pointed when he raised his face to me.
“Mom-” He started to plead.
“Hush, Jerry!” I pulled my arms out from my robe’s sleeves and shrugged it off of my shoulders. The blue robe fell around my feet and I stood wearing loose, broad panties and a bra I wore for tonight. It was padded to twice my normal size. “I’m going to exercise, Jerry. I’m going to burn off every extra calorie you sneak into our dinners. I’ve seen you take your tiny portion of food while your sister and I stuff ourselves until our plates are clean.”
“Well, I’m here to tell you it’s not going to work. The only way to stop you from fattening us is to keep you out of the kitchen. But you wouldn’t like that. You’ll cook just as much as ever. Instead, I’m going to take every extra calorie out on you.”
He stepped back. “H-how?”
“On the floor, Mister, on your back!” I ordered. “Now!”
Jerry fell to his knees. “No. Please, Mom. I beg you. I’ll be good. I won’t make fattening meals, anymore. I promise!”
“Too late!” I shouted. “Your sister and I gained two pounds in just the last week!”
A ripple of lust shot up from my son’s groin and wobbled his amazing prick.
“On your back.” I dropped to my normal voice.
“Y-yes, Mother.” Jerry might have started crying. His eyes glistened. He sank down and lie before me, on the shag carpeting.
I swallowed the drool in one of my dripping orifices. I straddled my son’s naked width and stuck one finger into my panties. Pulling the cotton panel aside I squatted. “Hold that thing straight and steady, Honey.” I softened.
He must have known how horny his dripping cunt mother was. He used both hands, and blushed beautifully.
I fitted my gaping cunt to his immense cockhead and wriggled until my juices coated it. Then I sank down, impaling my slimy fuck hole with my son’s towering prick.
“OOOOOHHH GODDSSS!!!!” My body bucked before I felt my first, unexpected orgasm wash up from my cunt. I needed prick in me as if the doctor’s had been no more satisfying than my finger. The fattest one ever stabbed my inner recesses and stretched them to their limit. I sank until my cunt had gobbled every inch of my son’s brutal cock. “AAAAAAAAAAAAHHH!! UUUUUNNNNGGGG!!” I hollered. “Sweet son, you’re like a titan inside me.” I swam in waves of delirious pleasure. I focused on every forced inch of my invaded insides. The combined feeling of joy and pressure was incredible! I’d never experienced anything like it.
“A-are you okay, Mom?”
I hadn’t moved for nearly a minute. Gradually my head returned to the mundane world. “It’s wonderful, my sweet boy.” I lifted my hips and pulled my cunt slowly off of my son’s mighty prick. When I felt his flared tip tickle my inner lips, I sank back down, drilling incestuous flesh into my fuck hole. “Gonna fuck every calorie away.” I threatened. Up and down, I began my beat, devouring Jerry’s manhood and releasing it. A second, smaller orgasm struck. I mentally batted it aside as unworthy of my intense need. My body worked up speed.
“Fuck me back, Honey. I know you know how.” I called.
His body responded with will. He countered my thrust perfectly. His nights with his sister became my reward. I lifted and he pulled. Prick lurched out of my cunt and was quickly thrown back in. We fucked, increasing our speed and sensations.
“Look at Mamma’s tits, Son. Look how fat you’ve made them with your wicked cooking.” I pushed up my shaking, padded bra. I stuffed them to be larger than my fat mother’s tits.
“I want to squeeze your tits.” He cried.
“Hah!” I laughed. I”m the one who needs exercise. You can stuff your giant meat stick with me, but that’s all. Now look at your mom’s fat, hidden tits and keep on fucking!”
My fat legs and thighs started to ache. I hadn’t done squats in years. I didn’t care, regular orgasms igniting from where cock slicked against my clit and inner walls staved off the burning in my legs.
I managed twenty more squats, heaving my son’s prick in and out of my dripping sex.
“Ohhh, I’m gonna cum, Mom! I’m gonna cum!”
“Cum in your mamma’s cunt, you nasty fat freak!” I accosted. My legs were tiring, but I could feel the best was close. I felt the first twinges of massive arousal expand in my heart.
“UUUUUHHHHHH!! AAAAAAAHHHHHH!!!!” Jerry’s balls boiled over. His cock hosed my pussy walls. My cunt must have been much bigger than my daughter’s. It accommodated Jerry’s cum pressuring washing outside of my womb. No doubt, plenty of my son’s sperm would end inside too. His cum squirted, hot and forcefully for nearly twenty breaths.
As his orgasm waned, mine tipped over. Sex chemicals raced around my mind and body. I screeched and howled. “FUUUUUUUUUCCCCCKKKKKK!!!!!” My body convulsed on top of my son’s dick. My insides twisted and wrenched at the massive intrusion stuffing them so incredibly. It was as if my cunt was sucking every drop of my son’s incestuous sperm higher into my body. I moaned and swooned. I fell to my knees and kept fucking my son’s prick.
It remained hard, inside me.
“Mom, you’re really heavy.”
I had collapsed on my son’s body. Still conscious, I babbled incoherently. “Blaa, blaa, blaaaa.”
Jerry pushed, ineffectually. “Hard to breathe.”
“Stuff it, Honey.” I countered. “Mamma has to rest for a bit.”
Quiet passed between us. My head cleared. “Keep on thinking about how you’re making me this fat. Keep that prick solid, Son.” I slowly lifted my body up from his. “I’m not done with you.”
He gasped for air.
I’m a full grown woman who loves sex. As long as my son’s cock stayed firm, I was going to fuck it.
I remained on my knees. His prick lay half inside me, fully hard. This time, instead of squats, up and down, I pushed my hips back, angling his rock outcropping into my refreshed cunt. “Mamma’s going for round two.” I sang.
Jerry proved strong, he pushed meaty prick into my rocking hips’ second hunch down. “Gods, I’m going to make you so fat, Mom!”
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