What A Mouthful
Family's New Shrink Ray
chapter 34
by
copier
· original author:
ovalgrape040
"Derek, lie down on the bed." Nicole ordered.
"N-no! I'm not doing this! You can't make me do this!" He rebelled.
*Sigh...*
"Wanna bet?" Nicole said, before she whispered something to Patricia, the chubby girl's eyes lighting up before she darted out of the room. The sobs of Derek's family briefly heard as the door opened.
"What're you getting?" Bianca turned her head.
The ringleader smiled. "You'll love it, 'B."
Not a moment later, Patricia stormed back in, pulling something from behind her back.
"Ta-da!" Patricia cheered.
Multiple pairs of handcuffs...?
"Oh... wow." Bianca muttered, sounding impressed by Nicole's boldness.
"Straight from mom & dad's closet." Nicole looked to Derek.
"No! No, no, no!" Derek backed into a corner of the room, all three girls following him with different smirks across their face.
"Leave him alone you cunts!" Claire yelled.
Bianca squeezed her. "Mind your own, puta. You won't tell me how to deal with my boyfriend. I know what he likes, unlike you."
"You deluded little- ah!" Claire was clasped around the girl's fist, no longer able to see.
A few minutes of this, all she could hear were the girl's giggles, Derek's screams, then the click of four handcuffs one by one.
One for both his arms and legs.
The palm opened. Direct was pathetically splayed across the bed, being presented like a dessert. His limbs cuffed to the bed on all sides.
It tore Claire to pieces to see her love so helpless.
"I'll do anything... anything, just not this." Derek whined.
"Shh, shh... trust me, amor," Bianca reassured, walking closer to the bed, while Nicole and Patricia took steps back.
"Now, we see the master at work..." Nicole whispered.
"I feel like I'm cheating by watchin' this for free..." Patricia added.
Derek felt Bianca's hand reach his face, he flinched though of course he could no longer resist, as she caressed his face.
"I'm here for you..." Bianca stepped back briefly, looking back at the girls and handing one of them Claire for a moment.
"Derek, don't you dare look away or I swear..." Nicole spat to her brother. "You don't get to play with a girl's feelings, no, not anymore."
Derek whimpered, his eyes looking to Bianca as he knew what was coming.
Everyone in the room saw Bianca unzip her skirt, one pair observed with excitement, the other--fear.
*Zzzt*
Then her skirt fell, messily falling atop her feet.
All she was wearing were black panties and her long, form hiding sweater.
Claire and Derek both couldn't find a single word.
Then, Bianca smiled at Derek, reaching over to caress his cheek again. "Don't worry, I won't tease you. I'll give you what you want."
Bianca lifted her sweater, seductively wiggling her hips back and forth exaggeratedly as she did, before she tossed it to the ground.
Derek let out an audible whimper, as the girl stood now only wearing panties and a training bra.
"I-I..." his eyes watered.
"Babe? It's okay, it's okay." Bianca reassured, taking his hand. "All of this..." she twirled around slowly, showing her body, "it's all yours; and your body is all mine. Every. Inch~."
Derek's heart raced as she moved closer again.
"You sick fuck," Claire said.
"You, do you ever shut up?! You'll get your time, attention whore!" Bianca grit her teeth at Claire, who couldn't help but back down in the face of the bigger fish.
Bianca's demeanor shifted once she looked to her love, Bianca putting her hand on the bed end of the bed, before she lifted herself.
Derek felt he was understanding that same cat-like mannerisms Claire was subjected to from the African girl earlier. Yet somehow, what was at stake was a billion times more debasing than being eaten alive or stomped like Claire feared.
Bianca plopped down, her cotton covered derrière landing firmly on Derek's bare crotch, eliciting an unwilling moan.
"Ah!"
"Hm? You like that, babe?!" Bianca said ecstatically, while the sound of metal clinking echoed from Derek trying to thrash out of the handcuffs.
Bianca began to grind her derrière on Derek's flaccid cock, her finger slipping into the front on her panties before she shimmied them down. "Hehe..."
She tossed them right on top of Derek's face, they landed firmly across his mouth. As much as he thrashed his face in an attempt to push them off, it didn't work. The caramel-skinned imp's panties that had seen more sweat, and juices of excitement today than it ever had before--was rested firmly on his mouth.
The scent of a growing girls arousal present with every inhale and exhale he was forced to take. Now also lied the fear of them slipping in his mouth if he talked too much.
This was already hell enough for him.
Then her bra plopped right on the side of his face.
"Look at me~!" She held out her arms, showing herself off.
He slammed his head as hard against the bed as he could, over and over in an attempt to just knock himself out and be free. Yet, the girls prepared for such--his head already resting on a fluffy pillow.
Through watery eyes, as well as slightly obscured vision from the black panties lying on his lips--he saw the sight of nightmare fuel.
He didn't actually see anything the first time she'd gotten intimate with him... it was a drop into her panties as he was forced to go cave diving until she finished.
But this time, her entire body was bare in front of him. The petite form of the caramel amazon, flawless skin and a tight belly. Her thighs tightly hugging both his sides as she straddled him. Her hair a bit disheveled from how recklessly she rubbed her sweater against it when disrobing.
He caught a glimpse below, her crotch resting right upon the middle section of his cock. He tried to distract himself from the slight moist warmth there, out of fear his bodily functions would betray him against his desires.
"I think Derek's got a cruuuush~!" Patricia teased.
"Red as a beet. Obviously, we knew this already, Patty." Nicole looked to Claire in her hand.
"How's it feel to see your man with a real woman?" Nicole poked her.
"Derek..." Claire whined on Nicole's palm.
"I think he does too... but even if he can't be honest with himself... I know a part of this that tells no lies." Bianca turned around, her raised posterior now right in front of Derek's face, as she brought her own to his crotch.
"No... stop it! Stop it! BIANCA I'M SORRY! I'LL BE WHATEVER YOU WANT ME TO BE!" He begged. A pathetic mental breakdown that he didn't even get the dignity of concealing from Claire, who was broken watching her boyfriends violation.
"You'll be anything I want you too, babe, anything?" Bianca breathed against his cock, her humid breath getting a twitch from the serpent.
"Y-yes..." he pleaded.
"Then... I want you to be my first," that was all Bianca said, before Derek screamed and Claire raged.
"STOP! STOP IT GET YOUR HANDS OFF OF HIM!" Claire wailed.
"Bianca was right, you must really like the sound of your own voice," Nicole groaned out.
Derek felt the moist lips of the girl kiss his tip, another twitch felt.
"See? It tells no lies..." she giggled, before licking the tip. She rubbed his cock head with her thumb for a moment, Derek's body jerking.
"Do you want me, little guy?" She asked, treating his cock like it's own entity.
She licked her lips.
"Don't! Don't!" Derek yelled.
"Fine, what kind of girlfriend ignores the man downstairs? But you'll return the favor in a bit..." Bianca
She licked his tip. "Mmm..." Bianca's moan echoed throughout Derek's sensitive body.
"Ahhh-nn..." Derek's eyes rolled back. He couldn't stop his body's natural reactions. The sensation of the girl's moist, warm tongue lapping at his sensitive head activated him, and sooner than later... he began to rise higher.
"Mmm..." Bianca moaned, finally taking his member into her mouth fully, eager to speed up his arousal process as she bobbed her head up and down.
"S-sto... stoo-ah..." Derek's struggled in his confines as his cock continued growing. He felt it pushed against the fleshy inner cheek of the frizzy haired violator. Before she swapped it over to the rough roof of her mouth, that got him in all the right places.
"Ulll'k-!"
"UllRrk-!"
The sounds continued eliciting through Bianca's throat as she bobbed her head up and down. Being an amazon made taking the mammoth that was her crushes cock far easier. She wasn't sure how she'd possibly tackle this if she were her normal size.
"Sll'ck-!"
"S'lrr'ck!"
"Ah-- ah, d-don't-"
The girls mouth, each inch of it, it was like a constant electricity through every centimeter of his body.
"Oh, he's a mess. He can't even try to ask her to stop anymore..." Nicole said.
"Hey! Derek! If you can say 'stop' properly without stuttering, then we'll believe you and she'll let ya go!" Patricia teased.
Sto-..."
Derek failed the challenge.
The love of Claire's life being made a panting, violated mess in front of her, Nicole making certain Claire was still watching.
Bianca lifted herself off of him, Derek sitting there, a blue balled panting mess.
"Oh, you minx... are you gonna leave him hanging like that?" Patricia joked.
Bianca took a heavy breath, taking in a lungful of needed air before her reply.
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Bianca shook her head and looked to Claire. "Mm-mm... I just needed that little bimbo gringa."
"Oh? I like the sound of that." Nicole placed the broken mess that was Claire into Bianca's hand.
Bianca's lips were a bit moist, remnants of Derek's pre-release resting on her lips before she licked it off--making sure to wait until Claire saw it first.
Bianca smiled as Claire shot daggers at her.
"Oh? This?" She said, speaking about the remnants of cum across her lips. "I think it looks way better on me, sorry."
"N-no! I'm not doing this! You can't make me do this!" He rebelled.
*Sigh...*
"Wanna bet?" Nicole said, before she whispered something to Patricia, the chubby girl's eyes lighting up before she darted out of the room. The sobs of Derek's family briefly heard as the door opened.
"What're you getting?" Bianca turned her head.
The ringleader smiled. "You'll love it, 'B."
Not a moment later, Patricia stormed back in, pulling something from behind her back.
"Ta-da!" Patricia cheered.
Multiple pairs of handcuffs...?
"Oh... wow." Bianca muttered, sounding impressed by Nicole's boldness.
"Straight from mom & dad's closet." Nicole looked to Derek.
"No! No, no, no!" Derek backed into a corner of the room, all three girls following him with different smirks across their face.
"Leave him alone you cunts!" Claire yelled.
Bianca squeezed her. "Mind your own, puta. You won't tell me how to deal with my boyfriend. I know what he likes, unlike you."
"You deluded little- ah!" Claire was clasped around the girl's fist, no longer able to see.
A few minutes of this, all she could hear were the girl's giggles, Derek's screams, then the click of four handcuffs one by one.
One for both his arms and legs.
The palm opened. Direct was pathetically splayed across the bed, being presented like a dessert. His limbs cuffed to the bed on all sides.
It tore Claire to pieces to see her love so helpless.
"I'll do anything... anything, just not this." Derek whined.
"Shh, shh... trust me, amor," Bianca reassured, walking closer to the bed, while Nicole and Patricia took steps back.
"Now, we see the master at work..." Nicole whispered.
"I feel like I'm cheating by watchin' this for free..." Patricia added.
Derek felt Bianca's hand reach his face, he flinched though of course he could no longer resist, as she caressed his face.
"I'm here for you..." Bianca stepped back briefly, looking back at the girls and handing one of them Claire for a moment.
"Derek, don't you dare look away or I swear..." Nicole spat to her brother. "You don't get to play with a girl's feelings, no, not anymore."
Derek whimpered, his eyes looking to Bianca as he knew what was coming.
Everyone in the room saw Bianca unzip her skirt, one pair observed with excitement, the other--fear.
*Zzzt*
Then her skirt fell, messily falling atop her feet.
All she was wearing were black panties and her long, form hiding sweater.
Claire and Derek both couldn't find a single word.
Then, Bianca smiled at Derek, reaching over to caress his cheek again. "Don't worry, I won't tease you. I'll give you what you want."
Bianca lifted her sweater, seductively wiggling her hips back and forth exaggeratedly as she did, before she tossed it to the ground.
Derek let out an audible whimper, as the girl stood now only wearing panties and a training bra.
"I-I..." his eyes watered.
"Babe? It's okay, it's okay." Bianca reassured, taking his hand. "All of this..." she twirled around slowly, showing her body, "it's all yours; and your body is all mine. Every. Inch~."
Derek's heart raced as she moved closer again.
"You sick fuck," Claire said.
"You, do you ever shut up?! You'll get your time, attention whore!" Bianca grit her teeth at Claire, who couldn't help but back down in the face of the bigger fish.
Bianca's demeanor shifted once she looked to her love, Bianca putting her hand on the bed end of the bed, before she lifted herself.
Derek felt he was understanding that same cat-like mannerisms Claire was subjected to from the African girl earlier. Yet somehow, what was at stake was a billion times more debasing than being eaten alive or stomped like Claire feared.
Bianca plopped down, her cotton covered derrière landing firmly on Derek's bare crotch, eliciting an unwilling moan.
"Ah!"
"Hm? You like that, babe?!" Bianca said ecstatically, while the sound of metal clinking echoed from Derek trying to thrash out of the handcuffs.
Bianca began to grind her derrière on Derek's flaccid cock, her finger slipping into the front on her panties before she shimmied them down. "Hehe..."
She tossed them right on top of Derek's face, they landed firmly across his mouth. As much as he thrashed his face in an attempt to push them off, it didn't work. The caramel-skinned imp's panties that had seen more sweat, and juices of excitement today than it ever had before--was rested firmly on his mouth.
The scent of a growing girls arousal present with every inhale and exhale he was forced to take. Now also lied the fear of them slipping in his mouth if he talked too much.
This was already hell enough for him.
Then her bra plopped right on the side of his face.
"Look at me~!" She held out her arms, showing herself off.
He slammed his head as hard against the bed as he could, over and over in an attempt to just knock himself out and be free. Yet, the girls prepared for such--his head already resting on a fluffy pillow.
Through watery eyes, as well as slightly obscured vision from the black panties lying on his lips--he saw the sight of nightmare fuel.
He didn't actually see anything the first time she'd gotten intimate with him... it was a drop into her panties as he was forced to go cave diving until she finished.
But this time, her entire body was bare in front of him. The petite form of the caramel amazon, flawless skin and a tight belly. Her thighs tightly hugging both his sides as she straddled him. Her hair a bit disheveled from how recklessly she rubbed her sweater against it when disrobing.
He caught a glimpse below, her crotch resting right upon the middle section of his cock. He tried to distract himself from the slight moist warmth there, out of fear his bodily functions would betray him against his desires.
"I think Derek's got a cruuuush~!" Patricia teased.
"Red as a beet. Obviously, we knew this already, Patty." Nicole looked to Claire in her hand.
"How's it feel to see your man with a real woman?" Nicole poked her.
"Derek..." Claire whined on Nicole's palm.
"I think he does too... but even if he can't be honest with himself... I know a part of this that tells no lies." Bianca turned around, her raised posterior now right in front of Derek's face, as she brought her own to his crotch.
"No... stop it! Stop it! BIANCA I'M SORRY! I'LL BE WHATEVER YOU WANT ME TO BE!" He begged. A pathetic mental breakdown that he didn't even get the dignity of concealing from Claire, who was broken watching her boyfriends violation.
"You'll be anything I want you too, babe, anything?" Bianca breathed against his cock, her humid breath getting a twitch from the serpent.
"Y-yes..." he pleaded.
"Then... I want you to be my first," that was all Bianca said, before Derek screamed and Claire raged.
"STOP! STOP IT GET YOUR HANDS OFF OF HIM!" Claire wailed.
"Bianca was right, you must really like the sound of your own voice," Nicole groaned out.
Derek felt the moist lips of the girl kiss his tip, another twitch felt.
"See? It tells no lies..." she giggled, before licking the tip. She rubbed his cock head with her thumb for a moment, Derek's body jerking.
"Do you want me, little guy?" She asked, treating his cock like it's own entity.
She licked her lips.
"Don't! Don't!" Derek yelled.
"Fine, what kind of girlfriend ignores the man downstairs? But you'll return the favor in a bit..." Bianca
She licked his tip. "Mmm..." Bianca's moan echoed throughout Derek's sensitive body.
"Ahhh-nn..." Derek's eyes rolled back. He couldn't stop his body's natural reactions. The sensation of the girl's moist, warm tongue lapping at his sensitive head activated him, and sooner than later... he began to rise higher.
"Mmm..." Bianca moaned, finally taking his member into her mouth fully, eager to speed up his arousal process as she bobbed her head up and down.
"S-sto... stoo-ah..." Derek's struggled in his confines as his cock continued growing. He felt it pushed against the fleshy inner cheek of the frizzy haired violator. Before she swapped it over to the rough roof of her mouth, that got him in all the right places.
"Ulll'k-!"
"UllRrk-!"
The sounds continued eliciting through Bianca's throat as she bobbed her head up and down. Being an amazon made taking the mammoth that was her crushes cock far easier. She wasn't sure how she'd possibly tackle this if she were her normal size.
"Sll'ck-!"
"S'lrr'ck!"
"Ah-- ah, d-don't-"
The girls mouth, each inch of it, it was like a constant electricity through every centimeter of his body.
"Oh, he's a mess. He can't even try to ask her to stop anymore..." Nicole said.
"Hey! Derek! If you can say 'stop' properly without stuttering, then we'll believe you and she'll let ya go!" Patricia teased.
Sto-..."
Derek failed the challenge.
The love of Claire's life being made a panting, violated mess in front of her, Nicole making certain Claire was still watching.
Bianca lifted herself off of him, Derek sitting there, a blue balled panting mess.
"Oh, you minx... are you gonna leave him hanging like that?" Patricia joked.
Bianca took a heavy breath, taking in a lungful of needed air before her reply.
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Bianca shook her head and looked to Claire. "Mm-mm... I just needed that little bimbo gringa."
"Oh? I like the sound of that." Nicole placed the broken mess that was Claire into Bianca's hand.
Bianca's lips were a bit moist, remnants of Derek's pre-release resting on her lips before she licked it off--making sure to wait until Claire saw it first.
Bianca smiled as Claire shot daggers at her.
"Oh? This?" She said, speaking about the remnants of cum across her lips. "I think it looks way better on me, sorry."
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