Setting An Example
The Women Are Shrinking!
chapter 9
by
copier
· original author:
tpdbeech
Below the giant, Carrie’s grip was slipping. Her fingernails dug and clawed at the monumental, fleshy mound. Every time she lost her grip, her eyes focused on the chasm below. Each slip became more and more costly as she gripped the final piece of her son’s skin. She hung below the shaft, her legs dangling limply. Her face is strained as all of her might is transferred to her grip as her hands start to give way...
Above her, this spectacle was witnessed by Christian as he smiled deviously. As his mother pulled and rubbed her naked form on his cock, his desire to make her submit to him grew as hard and as heavy as his member... He decided to make Angela watch what was about to unfold, hovering his fist over an empty glass on the bedside table. “Angela.” The giant boomed over the rim of the glass, “you’re going to watch what will happen to my mom. As what I do now, is to set an example.” A horrid smirk twists onto his face as he stands proudly, looking down at his worthless mother, hanging to his thin layer of skin at the underside of his cock...
Carrie in her ‘final’ moments cursed having a son and not a third daughter. She could never imagine Lauren or Julia acting this way. Although if it was Mark that dominated her this way... It wouldn’t be as bad. Then, large meaty fingers wrapped around her ragged form. Holding her in place as she’s lifted from her peril. As she travelled, Carrie thanked God for her salvation but she was unaware she was being placed under a large, plastic nozzle...
Christian put his plan into motion. After all, what pleasure could he derive from dry-stroking his cock? As he gripped his plaything, former mother, he eyed a bottle of essential oils on the dresser. His eyes gleamed as his body lurched towards it, holding his eager hand with its captive under the nozzle. It was pump activated so naturally, the giant laid a sweaty palm on the top...
Below the nozzle, Carrie understood little of her son’s intentions. But she new that if she didn’t cover her mouth and eyes, she’d drown in her own moisturising oil... As the hand hovered above her and began to pump down... It wasn’t long until the thick, cool liquid drooled onto her quivering form. The giant didn’t let up, pumping furiously, lathering his hand and his toy in fluids. Carrie became a slippery, sticky mess as she glistened under the lighting.
After nearly emptying the bottle, Christian looked upon his work. His mother had been reduced to a soggy, useless mess. Due to the thickness and slippery surface, she couldn’t even stand on the giant’s palm...
Carrie was distraught. Her body felt as if it was submerged in foul smelling mud. It slushed and bubbled on her as she moved. Her anger fuelled by his own son chuckling at her from above. What came next came with no word of warning...
Almost instantaneously, Christian placed his hands together, rubbing them, coating them with the oil and his mother. Carrie was smushed and rubbed against walls of skin. Her body was being fondled on a massive scale while around her, sounds of slick oil hummed in her filled ears. Christian would stop and see where his mother was, she would often be found in between his fingers or clinging on in his palm. With a satisfied smirk, he lowers his lubricated hands to his Godly tool of torment...
Carrie’s eyes couldn’t adjust to the hazy view... But she could feel herself lowering. She gulped upon seeing her son’s cock twinge at her presence. Christian spared no niceties as he slathers Carrie his cock with oiled hands...
Christian began to furiously pump his cock with his slick hands, rolling his lubricated toy up and down. He could feel her thrash and bump against his sensitive skin, eliciting moans from the playful giant. After cumming moments earlier it doesn’t take long for the giant to get close to eruption. Christian gripped his cock tightly and staggered to the empty cup on the bedside table. Angela gulped as the giant’s cock-end was poised over the rim of the glass...
“You hungry babe?!” Christian roars with laughter as he furiously pumps, a groan erupts from within him a thick fluids run out of his cock and splat and spill into the glass. Soon Angela was waist-deep in cum. The substance was thick, too thick as her lower half was encased. The giant finished with a last few pumps and flicked the last few sticky strands of cum from his hands onto the bed, wiping his hands on Carrie’s underwear. After checking his hands and his Mother’s underwear he couldn’t find any trace of her. ‘Good riddance’ Christian thought as he straightened up and loomed over Angela. She was buried up to her neck in cum now, she was begging and screaming to be saved...
Christian curiously lifts the glass from the bedside table, swirling it like a cliche on a science fiction movie...
“Me and you are going to so much fun babe...” Christian licked his lips, but was immediately startled by the clicking of the bedroom door... It opened and beyond the door was...
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