Blackmailed by a tiny daughter
Family's New Shrink Ray
chapter 11
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copier
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moeyuri7
It took Debbie a few moments to realize what she had just heard from her daughter. Her eyes widened, finally taking in more details of shrunken Lisa. The girl was far from angry. She looked happier than Debbie had ever seen her before, with a big grin and lustful eyes. She was blushing profusely. Rather than hurt...Lisa looked like she was in love.
"W-what?" Debbie stuttered out, feeling overloaded from the sudden information. Not only had she had sex with her child, the child liked it.
"C'mon, put me back! That was the best sex I've ever had!" she exclaimed before giggling.
"Sweet heart...I'm your mother. This was a terrible, terrible mistake..." she started, trying to diffuse the situation. "One that we shall not repeat...and will never, ever speak of to anyone..."
"Check you phone" Lisa said, suddenly changing the subject. Debbie looked to the nightstand, spotting her phone there...with the camera facing the bed. She paled and snatched it off the nightstand, setting Lisa down so she could look through it.
There were pictures and videos throughout the whole night. The first were just her taking a few selfies at the bar...then there was one of her kissing the bartender...then a video of her slowly stripping Lisa in her hands. Next was a video of total darkness, but the audio was her moaning loudly and saying Lisa's name repeatedly. Going through her texts...they were all sent to Lisa.
Feeling a slight touch from her still naked groin, Debbie jumped a bit. Lisa was smiling up at her enormous mother while rubbing her vaginal lips in a way that Debbie couldn't deny felt wonderful.
"You sent me everything to make sure that in the morning, you could remember what happened."
"Lisa, you need to delete everything" Debbie said, trying to sound firm but with desperation sinking in.
"Here's the deal...mommy" she said, inserting her hand into her mom's snatch. Debbie shuddered from the contact. "I'll agree to 'never, ever' speak of it again to anyone besides you. But...we need to keep doing this."
"Lisa! I'm your biological moth-!" she started to argue, but Lisa licked her snatch to shut her up.
"We're going to have sex together for...let's say at least three nights a week. Any less, and I share the videos with dad. Deal?" she asked sweetly.
Debbie was feeling sick again. Her daughter was blackmailing her...into having sex with her, no less. It was wrong on so many levels. Why did she have to get so drunk...?
"W-what?" Debbie stuttered out, feeling overloaded from the sudden information. Not only had she had sex with her child, the child liked it.
"C'mon, put me back! That was the best sex I've ever had!" she exclaimed before giggling.
"Sweet heart...I'm your mother. This was a terrible, terrible mistake..." she started, trying to diffuse the situation. "One that we shall not repeat...and will never, ever speak of to anyone..."
"Check you phone" Lisa said, suddenly changing the subject. Debbie looked to the nightstand, spotting her phone there...with the camera facing the bed. She paled and snatched it off the nightstand, setting Lisa down so she could look through it.
There were pictures and videos throughout the whole night. The first were just her taking a few selfies at the bar...then there was one of her kissing the bartender...then a video of her slowly stripping Lisa in her hands. Next was a video of total darkness, but the audio was her moaning loudly and saying Lisa's name repeatedly. Going through her texts...they were all sent to Lisa.
Feeling a slight touch from her still naked groin, Debbie jumped a bit. Lisa was smiling up at her enormous mother while rubbing her vaginal lips in a way that Debbie couldn't deny felt wonderful.
"You sent me everything to make sure that in the morning, you could remember what happened."
"Lisa, you need to delete everything" Debbie said, trying to sound firm but with desperation sinking in.
"Here's the deal...mommy" she said, inserting her hand into her mom's snatch. Debbie shuddered from the contact. "I'll agree to 'never, ever' speak of it again to anyone besides you. But...we need to keep doing this."
"Lisa! I'm your biological moth-!" she started to argue, but Lisa licked her snatch to shut her up.
"We're going to have sex together for...let's say at least three nights a week. Any less, and I share the videos with dad. Deal?" she asked sweetly.
Debbie was feeling sick again. Her daughter was blackmailing her...into having sex with her, no less. It was wrong on so many levels. Why did she have to get so drunk...?
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November 12
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