Mommy's Home Ch. 01

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Yuri didn't even realize she was leaning in closer to the screen, or that her eyes were riveted on Vicky's shorts. She swallowed. On some level, Yuri knew what she was seeing. She'd seen penises before. She was even aware that women had them sometimes; A MyBook friend of hers from middle school had a husband who later became her wife, only to later get her friend pregnant twice after the change. And yet, her conscious mind couldn't put the pieces together, the scope of Vicky's... everything... overwhelmed her. Perhaps it was protecting her from the realization- from knowledge that would forever change the course of her life and turn her 'perfect' household on its head.

[A monster roar sound bite played suddenly, and Vicky's pixel sprite appeared on the screen, playing out its roaring animation, accompanied by text. Vicky's eyebrows shot up and her grin widened as she read it out, along with the message that followed. "Woah! Thanks, FEMboi69, for the ten thousand shinies! Damn! Let's see... 'Plz bottoms, Mommy, I need it!'. Heh." Vicky let out a dark chuckle. "I guess that settles it!"]

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[As Vicky's hips began to sway again on the screen, Yuri couldn't bring herself to look away. Her whole mind focused so intently in the video that everything else seemed to stop existing- not that she noticed. Even the chat sidebar might as well have disappeared.]

[Vicky's hips continued to sway hypnotically. Her hand slid down her abs, until her thumb hooked into the waistbands of her shorts. "You ready for this, bitches?" She purred as she began tugging them down, slowly, teasingly. "You think you can handle it?" She added with a cocky smirk as the elastic inched down her hips, until finally her shorts slipped off her hips and fell down her legs to pool around her ankles]

Yuri gasped out loud, eyes wide as saucers.

[Vicky's cock was enormous- Even though it was just starting to stiffen and grow, it went halfway to her knee, and it swayed between her muscled thighs like a hypnotist's pendulum, a smooth, pale shaft with a helmet-shaped head. She had no pubes, allowing a clear view of the base where the fat, meaty slab of futa cock emerged from her womanly hips. Vicky's hand came down and gripped the slumbering beast, curling around it and lifting it up against her abs- even now she could only just barely close her thumb and forefinger around it, and it nearly reached her navel. Lifting it up also served to expose her enormous balls- twin avocado-sized nuts that hung heavy with virile seed inside a smooth, hairless sack. ]

There was no denying it any longer- Yuri's mental block crumbled before that massive battering ram of a cock. Vicky had a cock. The shape she couldn't recognize in Vicky's pants upon their first meeting; that was a cock. The odd way her shorts moved when walking around the house; that was her cock swinging between her thighs. The weird sensation she'd felt on her backside in the laundry room; that had been this cock. It was already longer and fatter than Yuri's ex husband ever got, far too large for one hand. It was the biggest, fattest, most delicious- Yuri shook her head. Delicious? What was she thinking?! Of course she couldn't think of her tenant in that way- she shouldn't be thinking of anyone that way! But as her eyes were drawn back to the monstrous cock pressed against Vicky's abs, and the heavy cum-factories swaying between the powerful woman's thighs, her mouth was watering.

["This is what you wanted, isn't it, bitches?" Vicky taunted as she struck a couple poses, her dick slowly growing larger and larger in her grasp as she slowly started pumping her hand up and down it. "You wanted to see the biggest, fattest dick on Chathub, didn't you? You wanted to watch it grow bigger and harder and imagine wrapping your slutty lips around it." She grinned evilly, angling the monster directly at the mirror, the helmeted tip continuing to swell larger and larger as she continued. "Doesn't matter if you're a girl, a guy, or somethin' else... You know you want to taste Mommy's fat fuckin' cock, don't you? It's only natural, when you're face to face with perfection." Vicky purred, licking her lips. ]

[Vicky's cock suddenly throbbed, bucking in her hand so hard it slipped from her grasp. She blinked, taken by surprise, then slowly, her lips curled back into a wicked grin once more. "This is it, bitches. This is what you asked for. Begged for. What you donated to see. Take a good long look." She commanded, shifting her hips slightly to make the now-fully hard shaft swing like a club.]

[Vicky's cock was truly a monster, transformed by sheer lust from an impressive member into a fearsome and awe-inspiring leviathan. The helmet-shaped head looked to be the size of a fist, and it throbbed an angry red-purple, nearly touching the underside of her enormous, still-covered breasts. The shaft had to be almost a foot and a half long, all told, and it was as thick as a beer can, and bulged slightly thicker in the middle. Pencil-thick veins wound over every inch like crawling vines, and with each beat of her heart, they stood out sharply against the towering monolith of Vicky's glorious cock. Rivulets of precum flowed from the tip, cascading over the veiny ridges before her stroking hand had apparently smeared it around, leaving most of its length softly glistening. Her smooth, avocado-sized balls looked even bigger than before, like they were swollen with backed-up cum, demanding release.]

[Suddenly Vicky lifted her arms, grabbed the front of her top and swiftly lifted upward, unleashing an avalanche of enormous, pale, firm titflesh. She pulled the shirt over her head and tossed it aside, the video feed cutting out for a moment as it passed her face. Most of her audience hardly noticed, still stunned by the glorious sight of the twin globes that bounced and wobbled as they settled into place. Each mound was nearly the size of Vicky's head, each mountain of mammary crowned with a dusky pink areola slightly smaller than a palm, centered around a nipple almost the size of a thimble, pierced through with a steel barbell with gleaming, pea-sized knobs on either end. They sat high and proud on her chest, miraculously defying gravity, but every motion made them sway and bounce slightly, revealing their true, pillowy softness. ]

[She paused a moment to put her hands up behind her hand, tossing her wild mane of blue hair, before striking a pose, showing off her fully naked form for the viewers with a cocky grin. "Drink it all in, bitches. This is the ideal body. You may not like it, but this is what peak performance looks like." She said, then let out a barking laugh. " Ha! That's not true- I know you like it. You fucking love it! You may not want to admit it, but next time you sit down to stroke your little dicks or finger your empty holes, it's ME you're gonna be thinking about." She added with another wicked grin, fixing her gaze on her own glowing eyes in the mirror, her reflection staring directly at the viewer. "You're already one of my bitches. Some of you just don't know it yet." She growled. ]

Yuri shuddered as that husky, lustful growl filled her mind, a wave of intense pleasure washing over her as a small orgasm rippled out from her core. A soft moan rose from deep in her throat as the sensation made her fingers curl inside her, grinding into her g-spot. She didn't remember when she'd started fingering herself- her hands had simply moved on pure instinct, working open the button and zipper of her mom jeans, fingers delving into her rather plain panties and plunging into her needy slit. Her pussy was positively soaked, so hot it was practically steaming. Shame burned Yuri's cheeks as she realized what she was doing- fingering herself like a slut while watching Vicky stroke her... huge... fucking... cock... Ashamed or not, her lower lips ached with need, and she couldn't stop her fingers from plunging in and out of her.

[Vicky's hands came down from her head as she shifted her stance, fully stepping out of her discarded shorts and bracing her feet shoulder-width apart. One hand went down to grip her gargantuan cock right below the head, her fingers barely able to close around two-thirds of it's tremendous girth, starting to slowly slide up and down the precum-slick pillar of lust. The other went to her chest, fingertips sinking into the soft flesh of her enormous breast as she roughly squeezed and kneaded at it. Thumb and forefinger closed around her rock-hard nipple as her hand began to stroke her monstrous cock in earnest, moving faster and faster until it was pumping up and down the full length of the beast. Her muscles bulged as her hand pistoned up and down, over and over, her fat, overstuffed balls swinging between her parted thighs in rhythm.]

[Vicky's hand began to move faster. "Don't worry, bitch-boys in chat. It's not gay to be attracted to alllll this." She commented, licking her lips and letting her gaze roam up and down, indicating her muscular physique, her heaving, melon-sized breasts, her thick ass and her monster dick. "It's only gay once you really start fantasizing about taking Mommy's dick." She added, stepping closer to the mirror and angling her steel-hard shaft upward, her hand vigorously pumping up and down the length. "As long as you don't start imagining how it would feel to kneel at my feet and open your mouth wide...To stick your tongue out worship the shaft, to buy your face in my fat balls... to feel it stretch your lips, then push into your throat... To gag and choke on Mommy's dick like a slut as I fuck your throat like a pussy!" She paused, and grinned wickedly. "You wouldn't be imagining something like that, now would you, bitch-boy?"]

[Vicky groaned with pleasure as she twisted her pierced nipple sharply, then began to speak again. "Don't think I forgot about you, bitch-girls. You already fantasize about worshipping Mommy's dick, don't you? Or maybe you fantasize about it in other places?" She asked, her grin widening with each word. "Do you take a sad little plastic toy and try and pretend it's Mommy's cock sliding into your tight little pussy? Do you dream of feeling Mommy stretch your holes wide open with this beast?" Her voice got husky and intense, her hand almost a blur as she stroked her cock faster and faster. "Do you imagine Mommy pinning you down and screwing your brains out? Drilling so much deeper than your fingers can go, deeper than your toys, your boyfriends, your husbands? Pounding your fucking womb?! Filling your pussy with seed and fucking KNOCKING. YOU. UP!?" She growled her question through gritted teeth, voice thick with lust, her cock throbbing violently in her grasp.]

"Yes!" Yuri gasped, without thinking, her voice breathy and strained, both her hands buried between her thighs. Three fingers pistoned in and out of her desperately needy pussy, while her other hand frantically rubbed her clit in tiny circles. Her panties, and the crotch of her jeans, were both soaked with the juices of a middle-age housewife in heat, but she didn't care, she couldn't stop. Pleasure was welling up in her core, she felt tension, like a spring wound too tightly, threatening to release violently at any moment. It wasn't enough. She knew Vicky was right. She wanted it. She wanted more. She wanted Vicky. She wanted her to march into her room, throw her down on her perfectly-made bed and fuck her like a whore with that enormous cock! To take her, conquer her, BREAK her! To make her into one of her bitches, an obedient slave desperate to serve and pleasure her mistress- no- her Mommy!

[Vicky let out a groan of pleasure, her monolithic member bucking more violently with each stroke that slid up and down its fearsome length. Her muscles strained, a sheen of sweat glistening on her flawless skin from the exertion, her entire body visibly tightening up, even the smooth sack struggling to contain her enormous balls. Her fingers sank deep into her pillowy titflesh, kneading the pale mound for a moment before pulling away and moving to join her other hand. Together, her hands pumped up and down her monstrous cock like a machine, pistoning relentlessly, one hand sliding up to swirl over the throbbing red-purple crown each time it reached the tip. Her precum flowed constantly now, an endless stream of clear, slick, sticky liquid that coated her shaft and hands, leaving them glistening and wet. ]

["Nnf, fuck- You ready, bitches? Mommy's getting close..." Vicky growled, her hands speeding up until they were nearly a blur, her breast bouncing with the vigorous movements. "Come on- Get ready- it's coming-!" She hissed through gritted teeth, sweat beading on her forehead from the exertion. Suddenly one hand gripped the mighty cum-cannon right behind the tip, levering it down to aim directly at the mirror, while the other continued stroking up and down its length in a frenzy of lust. Her massive balls pulled up tight against the base of her cock as it bucked and throbbed like a wild beast trying to get free. ]

["Fuckin'- Cumming!!!" Vicky growled as her cock lurched in her grasp, the fat tube along the bottom of the shaft bulging as cum rocketed up its length. As it reached the tip she let out a roar and the fearsome weapon fired, blasting a finger-thick rope of pearly white cum from the tip. It soared through the air until it hit the mirror with such force that it splattered out from the point of impact- it was too thick to send drops flying in all directions, it just spread out to a handprint-sized glob on the glass surface before starting to run down it in thick drips. Vicky groaned again as her titanic member lurched again, and again, firing off a second salvo, and a third, and a fourth, each as thick and powerful as the last.]

Yuri bit down hard on her lower lip as white-hot pleasure exploded through her body, a massive orgasm unlike any she'd experienced before ripping through her. What might have been a wail of ecstasy loud enough for the neighbors to hear instead came out as a strangled, shuddering squeal. Every thought in her mind disappeared as the burning bliss of her climax crashed over her mind like a wave. She trembled wildly as her pussy clamped down hard on her fingers and a flood of wetness soaked not only her pants and underwear but her chair as well. Every muscle in her body went haywire, spasming uncontrollably as electric pleasure seared along her every nerve like a bolt of lightning, her toes curling. It was so intense she couldn't even see for a moment!

As her orgasm faded, leaving her weak and gasping in her chair as a layer of warm, tingling afterglow settled over her, she blinked at the screen, eyes struggling to focus on the video once more.

[Vicky panted for breath, milking the leftover cum from her enormous, slowly softening cock. The full length mirror in front of her was positively covered in thick, pearly white cum, the lower two-thirds mostly obscured by splatters and drips. She gave a soft groan as she milked the last few drops from her cock- each thick glob more than a normal man's entire load. "F-fuck... That was... intense..." Vicky groaned.]

[After a moment, Vicky let go of her cock, letting it flop down almost to her knee, and staggered back a half step. She took a deep breath and straightened up, giving the cum coating the mirror and floor a glance before turning to the side to face one of the other large mirrors lining the walls in that corner of the basement. "Well, bitches, how's that for a surprise stream?" She asked, grinning with satisfaction. "Heh, looks like y'all enjoyed it! Maybe I'll do this more often, whenever I get... worked up. Got a couple big donors to shout out, but I'm gonna have to cut the stream short so I can start cleaning up before tonight's stream. I got some new toys to play with, so make sure you check it out! Let's see... thanks to BigDaddy, SexKitten02, FuckMyFace, OmegaSlut-" ]

Yuri brought one shaky, sticky hand up to the mouse and closed the window. As the afterglow faded, she was left with the realization of what she'd just watched- what she'd just done. She slowly pulled her fingers out of her panties, slender digits still dripping with her lust, slowly catching her breath. A pall of silence hung over the room for what felt like an eternity, the only sound of her own gently-panting breath... until there came a sudden knock on her door. Yuri stiffened suddenly, eyes going wide as she startled.

"Miss M?" Vicky called through the door, and Yuri was fully gripped by panic.

"Y-yes?!" She scrambled to her feet. "J-just a moment!" She stammered, starting to rush for the door only to feel a creeping horror come over her as she realized the crotch of her jeans was soaked. She didn't have time to change, that'd be suspicious! Seizing the only option that occurred to her, she unlocked the door and opened it just a crack, leaning around the edge of it to keep her lower body out of sight. "V-Vicky! What do you need, dear?" She greeted, trying to pretend everything was normal- that her face wasn't flushed, and her heart wasn't pounding like a drum.

Vicky stood outside the door in some of her usual casual, around-the-house wear- though Yuri noted it was different from the outfit she'd been wearing earlier. She looked a bit awkward. "Hey Miss M, uh, where do you keep the glass cleaner, again? The mirrors in my gym are getting... smudged." She explained.

Yuri bit her lip. Smudged was a bit of an understatement... "Oh, it's just in the... the hall closet. The back hall." She replied, flashing a- hopefully- reassuring smile. "And- if you use the last of it, be sure to put it on the shopping list!"

Vicky grinned back, thoroughly relieved. "Right, will-do, thanks Miss-" Vicky paused mid-sentence, straightening up and blinking in surprise. She drew in a short sniff, then another, her brow furrowing with curiosity...

"Is- is that all, dear?" Yuri asked, trying to escape the situation as quickly as possible.

Vicky shook her head. "Oh, uh, yeah." She muttered, still looking confused. "Sorry. Everything okay?" She asked, craning her neck to look around Yuri into the bedroom behind her.

"Oh! It's nothing. I was just... taking a nap!" Yuri lied, scrambled for an explanation. "Y-yes, I just read a fascinating article on the benefits of napping, and I thought I might give it a try. I was just getting ready when you knocked!" She quickly fabricated. "I'm just... getting changed."

Vicky nodded, slowly. "I see... Well, I'll leave you to your nap, then." She added, stepping back from the door.

"Thank you, dear." Yuri replied, quickly closing the door and locking it again, then quickly slumping with her back against it. She hoped Vicky had bought it... For just an instant as the door closed, she thought she might have seen the corners of Vicky's lips curling into a grin... Her cheeks burned with shame. If she knew... Yuri shook her head. Even if she hadn't figured it out, that was too close. She'd have to be careful... She glanced over at her computer. The business card still lay on her desk, the web address right there, ready to be typed in again. Yuri swallowed, nervously. Yes. She'd have to be more careful... next time...