Chapter tags:- Futa on male, Persuasion, BBC, Interacial, Assjob, Rough play, Choking, No penetration
I opened the door to my house and entered.
"Look, Mason. There's more information on the news." A cheery Chloe said.
"Shh.." Veronica Hissed, "Keep it down, I want to listen to this."
I walked into the living to see both of them on the sofa. Veronica was lying on her back. Meanwhile, Chloe was sitting up with her eyes on the news. My attention went to the TV, as the anchor started to speak.
"All around the world, people are in confusion. The number of people seeking therapy has surged, causing psychiatrists and therapists to feel overwhelmed. People are having self-doubts after their transformation about their public image. And in some cases having total mental breakdowns." Camila said. "And now we'll be listening to the director of W.H.O., Ms. Smith, once again. But before her official statement, We, from News 42, want you to remember that you are not alone in this. All the Humans around the world are going through the same thing at the time. Let's stay strong and get through this thing together. Also, we pray to the lord that our brilliant scientists will find a way to revert this mayhem."
The frame cut to the W.H.O. conference hall again. Ms. Smith from yesterday walked onto the stage. Meanwhile, I looked around the room to asses the other two. Chloe was breezy as usual. The zlip event hadn't transformed her, so it would be natural for her to be lighthearted as she always is. Meanwhile, Veronica had a serious look on her face. She didn't seem to have loved the transformation. I mean, She sure wouldn't have minded the extra height and muscles but gaining an extra appendage was probably too much.
"We are sorry to report that people, especially teens and young adults are reporting an increase in social anxiety, low self-esteem and depression as a direct or indirect result of the Zlip event. Our medical facilities around the world are currently incapable of providing care to the projected number of people seeking therapy. Governments across the globe are actively working on expanding their capabilities to deal with this insufficiency. Additionally, we'll be uploading helpful videos explaining how to cope with your changes on our website. These videos will primarily focus on the psychological changes and how you can place yourself in the current society. We urge you to please watch these videos before you seek any professional help. The other videos are more about the physical changes and the ways you can adapt to them."
"These videos are for you, I guess, Mason," Chloe said with a snicker.
"They are not." I blurted out.
"Shut it, MASON!" V Yelled at me. She gave out a long sigh. Then she said, "And you too, Chloe." Her annoyance simmered down to a light scolding.
"Now a word from our scientists: We have successfully identified the changes in the DNA sequences of the transformed individuals. The hermaphrodites have more complex and more elaborate DNA than the rest of the people. This explains them possessing both of the genitals." The director continued.
"Wait. Both of the genitals? Does that mean that every futa that I know has a pussy AND a dick..?" I internally gasped at the thought. Looking at Chloe sitting ahead, I could sense that she wanted to address this. But had an invisible finger on her lips that kept her from speaking up.
"The men transformed into women have no major differences in their DNA from normal Women's samples. Feminine males, on the other hand, have the simplest of the DNA." The director carried on from the report sheets. "They have the basic XY chromosome pattern, except that they have little to no difference from the typical female DNA. This causes them to have low testosterone and low assertiveness or aggressiveness. Subsequently, They have weaker muscles and bones than before."
Chloe turned to face me and held her mouth in her hands to prevent her giggle. I just waved it off and looked back at the TV.
"Now, we also have an Observation or… a theory let's say, regarding transformation. These results are not yet verified but are being shared to help certain people who are feeling unsure of their current state. Therapists around the world have observed that if we were to divide the people into 3 groups - Alpha, Beta, and Omega. All the Alpha have turned into hermaphrodites, Beta into Female and Omegas into feminine men. Alpha being your individuals who are high in competitiveness, are the most disagreeable types but are the ones that dominate in any given space. Betas are your followers; they are types to follow the alpha's commands, and their psycho-physiological attributes are average. Omegas are the most agreeable types; they don't like conflict and would do everything in their power to avoid that and make gentle arrangements; They are also the most gullible kind so make better followers than betas." The director adjusted the sheets on the podium.
"That's all for now. Have a good evening, everybody."
The channel turned back to the usual news. V muted the TV and rested her forehead in her palms.
"You know what that means, right Mason?" Chloe side-eyed me.
"What?" I said with an unamused face.
"You are going to be a pushover." Chloe said with a grin.
"Huh? Not true." I revolted.
"She's right. It means you are going to be the same loser as before." V said while not moving an inch, "And now people are going to use you, and you… will not be able to do anything about it."
"That's-" I tried to protest but our bickering was cut off by the ringing of the phone in the corner. It was the landline. I walked to it and picked up the call.
"Hello, This is Mason." I said into the handle.
"Hey, Sugar. It's me, Ms. Miller." Said an exotic voice from the other hand.
"uh.." I stammered at hearing her tone. "Oh, Mister- Miss Miller. I couldn't recognise your voice."
"Well, anyone would struggle to do so after this transformation." She said with a giggle, "Are any of you guys free, I want some help with my kitchen plumbing."
I looked around the room. V was still busy with her deep philosophical thoughts. At the same time, Chloe had started playing with her mobile phone.
"Yeah, I'll be there." I said, internally exhaling, "Should take no time."
"Thanks, kiddo." She answered, "I promise I'll be quick and won't take much of your time."
She hung up the call.
"Who was that?" said Chloe, already off her phone.
"Chris." I said as I walked towards the front door, "She was asking for help with her plumbing."
"Well," Chloe waved her hand at me, "Happy plumbing."
Christopher is our lovely neighbour and a good friend to Mom. She often used to help us, when in need. I can't count the times she had dropped us off at school when we were late. We also developed a habit of paying her back whenever we had a change, be it a family dinner or some chores. Though she rarely needed our help, She was a giant as a man with big muscles and a strong body. Her height was about 6'3". "
I wonder how much she has changed after the transformation.." I thought as I knocked on her door.
"Comming, Sweety." I heard her voice from the door.
"She turned woman quite quickly. Still hard to believe that, that giant of a man can sound like a bitch in heat." I chuckled to myself.
The door opened and I was presented with a slim and fit waist of chocolate dark colour. My head slowly moved upwards to find her face. She was wearing an orange tank top that barely hid her chiselled abs. As my gaze moved upward I was greeted with Huge, probably F cups boobs. Her nipples were a bit erect. Her shoulders were broad and muscular. With how wide her upper body was, her boobs had a natural size and wouldn't divert attention from the rest of her body. Then Finally her face. She had a beautiful charming face, Brunette hair and a wide grin on her face.
"How are you doing, sugar?" She said in her sultry voice.
"She's definitely a futa." I gulped. "Doing fine, How are you, Chris?"
"It's Christy, now." She said while taking a step back with the door held open. "Come on in."
"Yes, ma'am." I walked inside underneath her outstretched hand. I was made conscious of our height difference as I didn't even have to lower my head before entering under her hand keeping the door open. As I walked beside her, My glance flickered down. My eyelids peeled back as I saw a meaty log, easily around 8 inches in her grey pants. Its shape suggested it wasn't even hard yet.
"Ah, Shit. Not him, too. Fingers crossed, I don't end up in the doghouse!."
As I walked inside, I heard the door getting locked behind me. Her house hadn't changed since the last time I was here, probably a week ago. She had a large living space, bigger than ours, featuring an L-shaped sofa, a TV set and a fireplace. I turned around to look at her full body. Starting from her legs, It was clear that she hadn't lost her muscle. Her legs were bulging out from her grey pants. All that mass was probably all muscle considering other futa transitions, I had seen. All the muscles in her legs pushed her snake out more. The little skin visible between her tank top and grey pants showed off some well-formed big abs. Her upper body was also ripped but not disproportionately so, She still looked like a sexy, curvy woman.
"She changed from hulk to she-hulk. With an extra something it seems."
"Thanks for coming, Young man." She extended her hand. Her arms were also massive, Her muscles were practically ripping out. I could see the veins bulging out like taut cables on her forearms.
"It's nothing. You are my Mom's Colleague, after all." I said as I placed my hand in hers. Her hands were easily thrice my size. She shook my hand. A small shiver coursed through my body, realizing she engulfed me in every possible way.
"Her hand is so big. If she wanted to, she could shut me up just by choking me with her thumb. Hopefully, I get out of this unscathed." I tried to hide any funny reactions.
"Oh right. I didn't see Nia today as much in the hospital." She said with a confused expression, "When I asked around, I was told that She was going to the washroom or changing quarters repeatedly ."
"It would probably have been 'the change'." I shrugged, "She might be having a hard time adjusting to her new body."
"Boy, I can't begin to tell you about how miserable I was today because of this. But, I am sure that it would have been no a problem for you. You turned out quite cute." She smirked.
"No…" I blushed. "So cute that my ass was clapped on the first day by a dickgirl."
"It was the same. Now, Kyle is getting a lot of attention as he turned into a futa."
"Is that so?" She gave a gentle smile. "Well, why don't we do our work first, then we can chat all we want."
"Yeah." I said with a smile, "That sounds like a great Idea."
She walked into the kitchen, followed closely by me.
"Okay." She stopped in front of the sink. "There's a leakage in this sink. But I can't figure out exactly where. And because of my size, It is really hard for me to see beneath the sink."
"That's where I come in." I said as I stepped forward to the basin.
"Yes." She opened the cabinet below the basin and handed me a torchlight. "You crawl under there and tell me if you see any leaks."
"Yes, Captain." I said as I got on my knees and moved into the dark area.
Switching on the flashlight, I looked around. It was empty with a pungent repulsive smell. Only a PVC pip in the middle.
"I am turning on the water." I heard Christy's voice from behind me. I turned back to see her legs on either of my sides. I heard the water pouring above, on the metal base of the sink. I moved the beam of light along the pipe to look for any water seeping out. After a few moments, I saw water dribble along the pipe from the very top. I wriggled forward and looked at a point higher than before.
"Christy, It seems that the problem is above." I said tilting my head. "There's no cuts or damage here."
"Wait a minute." Her shoes scrubbed against the floor as she stepped forward. In a couple of seconds, I saw her bent down.
"That can't be it." She crawled towards me. She laid on my back and her face hovered just above my head. I lost balance and bent down from her weight. The flashlight dropped from my hand.
"Sorry." She put one of her hands down and pushed off her weight. "Didn't mean to put my weight onto you." She picked up the flashlight And started looking around. The small space beneath the sink was getting hot. We were breathing slowly. Our breath sounds echoed in the little chamber. Her weight pressing me down held me in place. Her breasts squeezed out on my back. Her crotch was rubbing on my backside. I could feel her dick impression on my left ass. It was big but somehow my ass was bigger and it had completely covered her bulge to her tip.
"I can't find anything." She said as she pushed her body forward. Her Thigh pressed on my butt and thrust me forward. I took a deep breath to calm myself down. The cramped space smelled more like her than anything. Meanwhile, her dick repositioned and somehow lurked into my ass crack. It was leaning against the edge of my back while my asshole and bottom were left untouched. It got hotter being sandwiched between my back and her abdomen. I could feel light tremors from that area.
"Is it getting hard?" I thought just as she pulled herself back.
"I'll check it again." She stood up. "don't turn around… Just, Stay right there. It might still be on the pipe."
"She must be adjusting her boner." I thought.
I tried to push back but her legs prevented me from moving back. Water continued to pour above as I held my position under the sink.
After a minute or so, She announced. "Found it."
"Nice." I heard some scrapping sounds. "Now, let me out of here."
"Just a minute." She said.
"It's getting a bit hot in here, Christy." I said tilting back, "Not to mention the smell-."
"I told you to wait..." She said a bit louder than before, "So wait a moment, Honey."
The scraping sound above me stopped. In about a few seconds, I said again, "Now, can I come out?"
"I…" She stammered, "This isn't it. I need to look again."
She bent down again and quickly crawled over me. But this time, I caught a glimpse of her crotch. She was undoubtedly hard and now her Anaconda was towering out of her pants. Her lower body shoved my ass forward and pinned me down. She was on my back again, but this time it was different. Her hand was just beside mine and prevented any movement. Her legs clinging to me, held me in place and blocked any chance of escape. She took the flashlight and pointed it above. All this while, Her dick was again set in my ass crack. Her cock, now hard, rubbed on my asshole. I could feel her girth growing and pushing my ass cheeks farther. The rest of her length was squeezed between my back and her abs. Her gaze hadn't moved from that same point. My breaths were getting shorter as it was getting hard to breathe under fear.
"Am I really fucked again?" I cried internally.
"Christy…" I forced my throat to mumble out some words, "Please let me go. I am getting uneasy under here."
"Just wait for some time, Mason." She replied in a moment, "I know what I am doing."
She moved a bit further, seeming to get a better look. Her meat scratched along inside my ass crack. Even through 2 layers of clothing, It sent sensations through my lower body. I could feel my buttock area getting wet like before. I felt like a helpless woman, alone and about to be violated. She started to move to and fro. Her face didn't give off any expression. With a straight face, She was rubbing her penis on my ass. My ass was still weak due to that pounding of the day. My cheeks were probably still cherry red as I still hadn't recovered from Violation from earlier.
"I don't want this. Why is this happening again to me? " I wept internally, "She's a really good friend and has helped us out on many crucial occasions. But this is too much."
Her pace was slow. Her cock was grinding inside my ass crack. I could feel her length between my buttocks. Her penis muscles had much more power to them, compared to my aggressor this morning. I could feel her erection throb violently between my fatty globes. Her nipples grew hard on my back and poked into my skin. All this while, My asshole was being bullied by her hard meat embedded in my ass crack. My bud-hole was sensually rubbed upon through my soft boxers. Pleasure started to pour into my lower body. My underwear was probably wet at this point. Even though I resisted, My femboy mind couldn't help but crave this feeling.
"Shit! Now I am getting hard too." I dropped my head and closed my eyes in disappointment, "If this doesn't stop, my dick would start to hurt in my pants."
And unlike her, I wasn't left with many inches to gain in the south. My mind was getting foggier by the minute. It was hard to breathe with her weight on me, while her breeding muscle stroked onto my boi-hole. My asshole had started to send tremors along my spine.
"How can I feel like this, While just being caressed." I felt pathetic. My head was bowed down in embarrassment. My body was heating up.
My asshole clenched in anticipation of being stuffed. My thoughts were too clouded to think straight.
"I need to stop… this before… it's too late." I committed to myself.
"Christy…" I inhaled in the air, trying my best to breathe, "Just let me go. Please." Making the last ditch effort, I hoped for the best.
Her humping stopped and she remained silent for a few moments.
"I need your help here, Mason." She said sounding hopeful.
"I can not help you with this." I blurted while red in shame.
"Without a doubt, She was humping with the intention of fucking me in her mind." I held on.
"Oh come on, it's me, Chris, your friend and the best neighbour you have. I have helped you countless times before." She pleaded.
"She is pushing for it and sounds a bit desperate." I thought, "This is not good." I didn't speak a word for a few moments.
"You know your mother and I work together. I help her there, too." She pleaded, "If you do this, I'll protect and help your mother at work."
"She did finally go there." I shook my head internally. The main reason I was going along with her Advancements was that She worked at the hospital where my mother works. My mom has been a single mother and supporting 3 children has been difficult for her. She has had problems at her workplace which she refused to discuss. Not just this, Christy had more power in that institution. We were told that someone from her relatives was in a very high managerial position in the hospital. Now, She wouldn't hurt my mom, She had been a reasonable man after all. But, I have heard that my mom had troubles with her on a few occasions. She had got me. She had used this as her last trump card.
I was frozen like stature for a few moments, But fear got the better of me in this hazy mindset.
"Fine…" I tilted my head back to look into her face, "Just don't fuck me. Please."
She smiled at my pleading face with my eyes getting watery. Pulling back her body, She stood up before me. I too started to retrieve from the little dungeon but was lifted off by my legs.
"Uh Ahh." I yelped in surprise as I was carried away to the sofa. She slowly put me down, while I tried to gain balance by putting my hands on the backrest of the sofa.
I heard her unzipping her pants. My head bowed down in embarrassment and I saw her jeans on the floor by her ankles. Then, She proceeded to pull down my pants to my knee level. I stood there for a few seconds, without any movement or words exchanged.
"She isn't speaking anything." I wondered, "Probably didn't expect me to say yes."
I felt cold air lingering around my legs. My jeans were pulled down and the only piece of clothing concealing my dignity was a thin pair of boxers.
She grabbed onto my cheeks and gave them a little squeeze.
"This ass is so soft and mushy." She said with delight and breathed deeply.
"Is she sniffing me, right now?" a disgusted expression formed on my face.
Her right hand let go of my ass as I felt the pressure turn off on that side. Suddenly, Her hand struck down flat on my butt.
"Ehh…" I groaned in pain. "What is she doing?"
I was already regretting my decision to go along with her. My ass was still sore from the plunging I had received that morning. My eyes started to dampen more as I was reminded of the humiliation of that morning.
She squeezed my left cheek firmly. As if trying to extract some juice. Before I could say anything, She hit me with a spank stronger than before.
"Ha.." I groaned louder than earlier and my head quickly turned around with a jerk. "Please…" My eyes flooded with tears, "Don't be so rough with me."
"Oh, sorry." She didn't even flinch and had a big smile on her face. " Fine, I won't hurt you anymore."
Blood rushed to my cheeks as I turned back feeling ashamed.
My fingers dug into the sofa's fabric as I got ready for what was to come. Her hands were on my buttocks and were making them jiggle in circles. After a few moments of her child play, She inched upwards towards my torso. Her progression stopped just about the waistband of my underwear.
"Wait, If she sees my ass…" I panicked with imminent danger and embarrassment.
Her hands dug into the elastic with the intention of stripping me of the last obstacle between her and her goal.
"Wait!" I stopped her without looking back. "Don't take off my underwear. Instead, Please use my ass by putting your dick in one of the leg openings." I was panting and my voice tremored.
"Huh." She grunted at my request. "You are making too many demands." She sounded frustrated.
After a minute or so of silence, She gave in.
"Fine." She said with an exhale.
She closed the distance between us and put her meat on my ass. I remember my molester from the morning was huge, She was easily reaching half of my torso. Given how big my butt was, She would easily have been about 11 Inches. And her girth… Just thinking about her dick made my sphincter pucker shut.
Christy stepped forward as her sculpted thighs scraped against the back of mine. Her firm hands caressed the soft skin of my ass. All this skin play was getting me warmed up through my body. All this while, Her dick twitched up and down on my back. Her third leg was enormous, to say the least. Her mast reached past the half-point of my torso. She was clearly about 2-3 inches bigger than my last abuser.
"She is fucking HUGE! That futa had left me breathless. But if this pole entered me, I might just die." Just thinking about Christy's penis was making me gag.
She put her hand on my waist and pressed down her dick with her thumb. Her hands were big enough to choke me just by clasping the side of my ribcage. Her body pulled back while her hand stayed still. Thrusting forward, She started to rub her dick on my back. With where her hand was, I could guess she was playing with her foreskin.
"Peeling back foreskin fro…" My imagination wandered.
"I can lift off this t-shift right?" She said, reaching for the hem of my t-shirt.
I simply nodded as I couldn't think straight with all that was going on around me.
She slid my t-shirt over till it reached my neck. Her dick lifted up and * Plap * Hit my back. She continued to hump her hips and stroke her cock on my back. Feeling her boner's impression on me threw my mind into a whirl of thoughts. Her cock was thick, thicker than that futa.
"My insides would be completely messed" up if this beast of a penis entered my body. My asshole would be left open gaping for a long time." I drowned in fearful thoughts.
"If only I had changed into a futa." I thought with tears filling my eyes, "I wouldn't be in this situation with this pathetic dick." My prick twitched in my boxers.
"Enough with the foreplay." She said as she stepped back.
Pulling up the hem of my underwear, She directed her shaft into my ass crack. Her member glided over my balls. My base was wet with sweat and a bit of my ass fluids. Her precum stained my entrance as her cock exited my underwear and slid over to my back. She didn't reach much far because of my ass in the way. My underwear was tight with her intrusion inside. To my surprise, even though she was thicker, my ass completely engulfed her girth. I felt the edges of my ass cheeks touching together. She grabbed onto the sides of my butt and squeezed on them to increase the pressure.
Then, She pulled back and started to swing her hips onto mine. Her pace was slow at the start.
" * Gluck * Oohh… This fleshlist feels good." She said with a plunge.
She would slide her cock back to the hem of my underwear and then plunge forward. The sheer force of her body on mine indicated the dominance she had over me. Her underskin would rub over my asshole and send sensations throughout my body. If I had to explain it, Her dick brushing over my bud felt like rubbing the tip of your penis while hard. In just a few pumps my back arced due to the pleasure. My ass was leaking streams of juices lubricating the whole humping.
"huh… Ugh… Ah.. Ah.. Ugh." little moans started to escape from my lips as jolts of pleasure started to hit my brain.
Her grip wandered to the base of my hips as she started to fuck my cheeks faster. The sounds of our flesh slapping each other filled the room. Our sweat and juices together started to smell like a breeding house.
"Ho… oh… That's… more ah… like it." She said as she groaned in pleasure. Her pace continues to increase. Her tip started to re-enter my underwear as the length of her plunges increased. The phallus of her prick started to rub over my boi-hole. I was struggling to keep my moans in.
"Shit." My hands let go of the sofa and rushed back to cover my mouth. "I can't believe how sensitive I am." My back raised a bit upright to keep me standing. Her hands dove deeper into my flesh as her pace increased more. Meanwhile, my dick was struggling inside my underwear. It wanted to get out for how hard it was but didn't have the strength to do it. That much weight moving at that ferocity was really unstable. My entire world was being rocked back and forth and I had started to get nauseous. Her hands clasped onto my hips to hold onto me.
"Christy… Ha… You're hurting me." I shouted between the thumping, "Let go of my butt." My hands reached for hers. I gave her hand a little squeeze trying her to stop.
"Huh…" She yanked my hand away and quickly held onto my waist to keep me in place. She didn't pause even for a second. But this endeavour had caused me to slip and now I crashed into the sofa ahead.
"Why can't you stay still." She squeezed my waist from the sides and pumped harder into my ass. My chest was leaning on the edge of the sofa. My whole body shivered into the mix of fear and physical pleasure. "Ha Ha Ah." Her moans got louder.
"Nice. She seems to be close." I felt a wave of relief.
"Not enough," she grunted as she let off my waist.
"Huh" My wondering thoughts were cut short as she gripped my throat this time cutting my oxygen supply too. I quickly reached for her hands. I wanted to scream for her to stop, but only weak grunts escaped my mouth. My knees felt weak from all the sensations and the shock. My body ducked but was held upright by her grip on my windpipe. Our balls slapped together contributing to the slopping noises of the room. My entire read surface was hurting from the pounding. But I could barely keep my attention on the pain, As I was flooded with a flood of sensation and the need for oxygen.
"You are the best, Sugar." She shouted while humping me.
My mind was a mess but I collected all my willpower and reached for the arms. I held onto them and tried to pull them away. In all the rush, she didn't notice my pathetic attempts for air to breathe. In the last ditch effort, I start to tap my hands on hers.
"Ohh." She finally let go of my neck. "I didn't realise." Sparring my life, she forgot to support my body. I had barely any chance to gasp for air as with another deep plunge, my body was sent over the edge of the sofa. My head landed on the cushioned seat, While my legs stayed behind hanging over the soda. My ass pivoted over the edge of the sofa. My body visibly shivered as it leaned over to the backrest of the furniture.
"Ha Ha" She chuckled, "That was wild." She inhaled deeply, "But you are enjoying this too."
"I… am not…" I said gasping. The cushion in front of me was damped in my tears as I wept over my current predicament. Her hands grabbed onto my thighs and she resumed the thrusting. Her member would protrude out of my underwear into the air, instead of scrapping on my back. All this rough humping had made my rosebud more sensitive than before. I felt tremors of pleasure all over my body as she slid her dick over my hole. Her dick started to throb between my ass cheeks, She was finally close to cumming. Meanwhile, The teasing was too much to handle for my hole and it sent me over the edge. I bit onto the couch to contain my moans.
"I hope she doesn't see me like this or my ejaculate-dampened underwear." I prayed.
"I am cumming." She shouted as her dick trembled in between my ass. I opened my eyes to see the jizz fly away while some fell onto my back
"In porn…" I panted, "That's why mating like an animal requires a bed."
I pulled up my jeans as Christy got me some tissues. I looked up to see her smiling. My expressions were neutral even after those charades. I wiped my back from her cum and put on my T-shirt.
"That was amazing, Mason." She rubbed the back of her head. "We should hang out more."
"I have my school and other things." I said as I walked towards the door.
"Yeah… Yeah." She said.
"What about your sink?" I slightly turned my head back.
"Oh yeah…" She replied, "I had already found it. I just pretended not to, after feeling your ass."
"Tch" I scoffed as I stepped towards the door.
"Still…" I felt a huge hand gripping onto my ass, "You ass is one of the best, I have fucked in all these years. " Her huge hands clutched onto my rear firmly.
"I- You-" My stammering was cut off by my phone's ringtone. I reached for my phone and stepped forward, escaping from her grasp.
"Hello…" I tried my best not to sound wobbly.
"Mason." I heard Mom's voice. "Are you still at Christy's? I just wanted to know when you will be coming back. I was thinking of starting with the dinner."
"Yeah… Yeah." I cleared my mind. "I was just on my way, Mom. I'll be right there."
"Okay, Honey." Mom hung up the phone.
"I am leaving." I said and rushed out of the door.
"Wait-" Christy tried to continue the conversation, but I was already gone.
The walk back home was worse than the walk here. My anus didn't hurt so much from this but my butt and balls were pulsating with pain. I was drenched in sweat and my underwear was soaked in my cum.
"I hope nobody suspects anything bad." I felt a ghost of fear lurking behind me.
I reached the front and opened the door.
"Oh. He's here." Chloe shouted as I walked towards the dining area.
"There you are, Mason." Mom said as she was finishing us the dinner. "Take this to the table."
I stepped towards the mom. Seeing her face up close it occurred to me that if she had found out what just had happened with Christy, knowing her, She would have without a flinch jeopardised her job to sue Christy for assault.
"Eh, You stink, Baby." Mom said as she wrinkled her nose and furrowed her brows with a smile.
"Sorry, Mom. Christy had me keep a watch for leaks under a sink. And it got really hot in the dungeon." I said as I grabbed cutlery.
Turning back I saw Veronica staring at me. I averted my gaze down and walked to the table where she and Chloe were sitting. Putting the cutlery down, I looked up to again find her staring at me. But her gaze was not on my face instead it was pointed down near my waist.
"Get this too, Mason." Mom said from the kitchen.
I immediately turned back and walked towards the kitchen.
"Is She like… Checking me out? Oh, no!" I feared something worse.
"Hey, Mason." My back straightened up on hearing her voice.
"Yes, big sis." I always called her big sis when I wanted V to help me as a kid. I got a hold of the cutlery and turned around.
"Are you by any chance…" She elongated her sentence for tension, "Already fucked in the ass?"
"Huh…" Mom snarled from behind while a big grin formed on Chloe's face.
"Damn it, She caught onto the way I was walking and moving my ass." My fear had been realised.
"What kind of language is that, Veronica?' Mom yelled.
"What do you mean, V?" I said trying to remain calm.
"You know, exactly what I mean." She said I walked towards the table.
"Is she going to tease me about it? Well, she didn't know I was raped." I thought.
"Stop it, V." Mom shouted yet again.
"Mom, calm down." I turned to look at a furious mother.
"Or Maybe You bent over for good o'l Chris." She said with a straight face.
"Is she like slut shaming me?" I hid my surprise.
"It's nothing like that." I started to walk towards the table again.
"Yeah… Yeah…" She moved over and turned her head towards the table. "Who would want to fuck your ass?"
"Huh? Where's she going with this?" My face started to show a bit of annoyance.
"Veronica!" Mom shouted.
"Even if some wanted to… You wouldn't be able to do anything about it. You are probably trying to hide this from us… weakling." She said with a condescending look on her face.
"Enough" I slammed the food on the table.
"I'll eat late, Mom. In my room." I walked away without looking at anyone.
"What's gotten into you?" Mom shouted as I heard Chloe's laughter.Entering my room, I collapsed into my bed.
"It's all true." I started to weep. "I had already been used against my wish and I could not do anything about it. That bitch took photos of me that could end my career." I rubbed my eyes with my palms. "Christy had just just bent me over and humped my ass. Ahhh" I screamed into my pillow. "You are right, V. I am worthless. I have been violated twice already and… This damn body couldn't help but enjoy it."