Stolen by Mom
Neighborhood MILFs
chapter 7
by
copier
· original author:
fearboy
The transformation happened instantaneously. All James had to do was think really hard about an object and he could become it, getting back was a little harder but it was never be a big problem. All it took to get back was to focus his mind on his original form and he could do it. Sometimes it took time, but he had never been stuck as something for too long. Angie looked down with a smile as a pain pill appeared in front of her on the lunch tray. Just thinking about how the pill was actually her cute, teenage neighbor made her feel a sudden burst of elation. It was so wrong to eat him, but she needed to rid herself of the pain and the more she thought about it, the more she realized that she wanted to feel him inside her.
“Well, don’t you look so tasty. I can’t wait to swallow you. I’ve never been so excited to have a man inside me before.” Her gentle teasing would have had James blushing if he was capable of doing anything but laying there as a tiny tablet of pain meds. Angie was about to reach for him when the front door opened and, without bothering to announce herself, Paula strolled right in. James would have cried out in frustration if he could, but instead cursed up a storm in his head over his mom ruining yet another thing in his life.
“Hey, you seen my kid? Little bastard left without saying a word, probably out there hiding as a plant or some shit,” Paula grumbled, swaying on her feet, obviously drunk off her chubby ass. Angie stared at the woman with open anger, which went ignored by the intoxicated other woman. Angie hated James’s mom for how she treated her son and had often talked to her about being nicer and more responsible as a mother, which always resulted in the two big women getting into a yelling match. Part of the reason he liked Angie so much besides her sexy, chubby body, was that she would always stand up for him, even against his drunk mom.
“He’s not here,” Angie said simply, wanting the woman gone so she could enjoy her pill.
“You sure you ain’t sitting on him? The boy doesn’t even need to turn into something to fit under your fat ass.”
“Look who’s talking. I can count the stretch marks on that fat gut of yours. When was the last time you saw your own two feet?”
“When was the last time you stood on your own two feet without being high off your ass? You fucking addicts make me sick.”
Angie stood up suddenly from the couch, ignoring how her back screamed out in pain as she advanced on the hypocritical mother. She was going to show her she couldn’t burst into her house and say that to her without getting a black eye. As she took a few steps towards her, a loud, wet gurgling sound bubbled up from her potbelly. Grabbing her chubby midsection, Angie winced as her stomach rebelled against her. She had eaten too much and was getting a serious case of indigestion. Paula chuckled at the other woman’s discomfort as Angie bent over with a groan.
“I’ll be…right back,” she groaned out, wobbling towards her kitchen to get some antacids. Paula watched her go, happy to see that interfering cow was finally paying the price for stuffing her mouth with junk food and drugs. Her eyes then turned to the pill she had been about to take and Paula got a nasty smile. She should really help the fat bitch kick the drug habit and the first step was to take away her drugs.
James had been an unnoticed spectator to the verbal throw down between the women. He had cheered Angie on, but at the same time hoped the situation resolved itself before it got any uglier. Everything she said about his mom was true, but if she pissed off his mom he was the one that was going to suffer because he had to live with the drunk. He was worried she might forbid him from coming over now which would be the absolute worst thing. He had called inaudibly out to Angie in concern as she left for the kitchen to grab some antacids. As he worried about her indigestion, he missed his mom looming over him, her hand reaching out for him as he lay there unsupervised.
“Come here,” Paula muttered as she picked up the pill between her fingers. She looked at it in anticipation, not having had any good drugs in a while. As she stared at her transformed son, she was totally unaware that it was him or that he was screaming at her to let him go. This wasn’t what he wanted. Angie was supposed to swallow him, he was supposed to digest in her belly and help her with her pain, he hadn’t planned what he’d do next, but he was sure it would have worked out. Paula checked one more time that Angie wasn’t there and then pulled out the neckline of her top and lowered the pill into her cleavage.
James screamed as he was pushed between his mom’s breasts, her heaving, heavy tits surrounding him completely. He was completely buried between them easily, no light entering as the massive breasts pressed in around him. His mom often kept money and other small possessions in her cleavage, including her drugs. Paula squeezed her knockers together, assured that it was firmly tucked in there. She left before Angie came back, not wanting the bitch to guess where her meds were. If she had only stayed, she might have discovered that the pill was far from just another pharmaceutical medication.
As she moved, James bounced around with her chest, the slippery mounds rubbing against him, much to his utter disgust. He could feel her sweat dripping down him, starting to slowly dissolve his delicate form. This had to be the most disgusting thing that had ever happened to him, he could feel his mom’s breasts squishing around his form completely, tasting her sweat and hearing her heartbeat as she steadily returned home.
Willing to bear through the embarrassment of being caught in his mom’s cleavage, he tried to return to normal. But he found it impossible to concentrate while entombed between her breasts. Every time he tried to picture his real form, his mind filled with her heaving chest and his place stuck in the middle. He gave up after a few minutes, he’d transform once she pulled him out. He had time.
“Well, don’t you look so tasty. I can’t wait to swallow you. I’ve never been so excited to have a man inside me before.” Her gentle teasing would have had James blushing if he was capable of doing anything but laying there as a tiny tablet of pain meds. Angie was about to reach for him when the front door opened and, without bothering to announce herself, Paula strolled right in. James would have cried out in frustration if he could, but instead cursed up a storm in his head over his mom ruining yet another thing in his life.
“Hey, you seen my kid? Little bastard left without saying a word, probably out there hiding as a plant or some shit,” Paula grumbled, swaying on her feet, obviously drunk off her chubby ass. Angie stared at the woman with open anger, which went ignored by the intoxicated other woman. Angie hated James’s mom for how she treated her son and had often talked to her about being nicer and more responsible as a mother, which always resulted in the two big women getting into a yelling match. Part of the reason he liked Angie so much besides her sexy, chubby body, was that she would always stand up for him, even against his drunk mom.
“He’s not here,” Angie said simply, wanting the woman gone so she could enjoy her pill.
“You sure you ain’t sitting on him? The boy doesn’t even need to turn into something to fit under your fat ass.”
“Look who’s talking. I can count the stretch marks on that fat gut of yours. When was the last time you saw your own two feet?”
“When was the last time you stood on your own two feet without being high off your ass? You fucking addicts make me sick.”
Angie stood up suddenly from the couch, ignoring how her back screamed out in pain as she advanced on the hypocritical mother. She was going to show her she couldn’t burst into her house and say that to her without getting a black eye. As she took a few steps towards her, a loud, wet gurgling sound bubbled up from her potbelly. Grabbing her chubby midsection, Angie winced as her stomach rebelled against her. She had eaten too much and was getting a serious case of indigestion. Paula chuckled at the other woman’s discomfort as Angie bent over with a groan.
“I’ll be…right back,” she groaned out, wobbling towards her kitchen to get some antacids. Paula watched her go, happy to see that interfering cow was finally paying the price for stuffing her mouth with junk food and drugs. Her eyes then turned to the pill she had been about to take and Paula got a nasty smile. She should really help the fat bitch kick the drug habit and the first step was to take away her drugs.
James had been an unnoticed spectator to the verbal throw down between the women. He had cheered Angie on, but at the same time hoped the situation resolved itself before it got any uglier. Everything she said about his mom was true, but if she pissed off his mom he was the one that was going to suffer because he had to live with the drunk. He was worried she might forbid him from coming over now which would be the absolute worst thing. He had called inaudibly out to Angie in concern as she left for the kitchen to grab some antacids. As he worried about her indigestion, he missed his mom looming over him, her hand reaching out for him as he lay there unsupervised.
“Come here,” Paula muttered as she picked up the pill between her fingers. She looked at it in anticipation, not having had any good drugs in a while. As she stared at her transformed son, she was totally unaware that it was him or that he was screaming at her to let him go. This wasn’t what he wanted. Angie was supposed to swallow him, he was supposed to digest in her belly and help her with her pain, he hadn’t planned what he’d do next, but he was sure it would have worked out. Paula checked one more time that Angie wasn’t there and then pulled out the neckline of her top and lowered the pill into her cleavage.
James screamed as he was pushed between his mom’s breasts, her heaving, heavy tits surrounding him completely. He was completely buried between them easily, no light entering as the massive breasts pressed in around him. His mom often kept money and other small possessions in her cleavage, including her drugs. Paula squeezed her knockers together, assured that it was firmly tucked in there. She left before Angie came back, not wanting the bitch to guess where her meds were. If she had only stayed, she might have discovered that the pill was far from just another pharmaceutical medication.
As she moved, James bounced around with her chest, the slippery mounds rubbing against him, much to his utter disgust. He could feel her sweat dripping down him, starting to slowly dissolve his delicate form. This had to be the most disgusting thing that had ever happened to him, he could feel his mom’s breasts squishing around his form completely, tasting her sweat and hearing her heartbeat as she steadily returned home.
Willing to bear through the embarrassment of being caught in his mom’s cleavage, he tried to return to normal. But he found it impossible to concentrate while entombed between her breasts. Every time he tried to picture his real form, his mind filled with her heaving chest and his place stuck in the middle. He gave up after a few minutes, he’d transform once she pulled him out. He had time.
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