By the Goddes (Futa/M, Futa/F, Inc, Mo&Sn)- Responce to Rashadsinan

Story by rough_neck_9_1

So After hearing our writing friend out I had the itch to take a stab out the niche genre he was talking about, specifically for the uninitiated its a Futa/M with a Mother & Son twist. Admittedly this is a niche thing so it's tailored to draw out those details so if incests or railing a dude is not your thing I'd recommend something else like this owl in a hat. And I'll warn you it is a bit long, some twenty-two pages with word so you know pace yourself and I'll marker off some built in check points with CH:"#". So enjoy, or at least I hope you do.

CH:1

“Why don’t you step outside the room Mrs. Moore, see if Bryan here will feel a little braver when his mother’s not over his shoulders,” Dr Nancy Voss told the mother of her fifteen year old patient Bryan.

“I suppose it’s worth a shot, yeah okay.” Aaron Moore the mother was more than willing to give her son the space he was currently demanding. Bryan wanted to feel like the big kid he was growing into and given the circumstances of this particular doctors visit, Aaron assumed something like this was going to be the case. Dr Voss led the young mother to the far side of the room and opened up the door for her. Before leaving the room Aaron turned around to see the face of her son who was sitting on the examination table swinging his legs lightly in a nervous fashion. Their eyes connected for a moment and Aaron gave her son a smile which Bryan returned bashfully, a bit reluctantly actually given he wanted to appear as his own man if just for this one moment.

Once Aaron was outside the door Dr. Voss told her it would only be a few moments but she would be better off in the waiting room just around the corner and the staff would call her when Bryan was finished. Dr. Voss was a family friend to Aaron so she trusted the doctor and left the doctor to finish her examination with her son.

With Aaron out of the way and well out of sight Dr. Voss let out a wicked grin, spreading from ear to ear. Taking the moment to shimmy her dress skirt up her legs a bit, bunching the fabric around her waist. Than moving to make sure her lab coat was spread wide open and finally popping open the top few buttons on her blouse exposing her cleavage and yellow bra well beyond the point of public modesty. Giving her chest a quick heft with her hands, bringing her tits that propped up firm look and Dr. Voss was good to go. Opening the door and stepping back inside before closing and locking the door behind her. Bryan visibly perked up upon seeing his doctor, his energetic nature ever evident in his voice, “Thanks for making my mom leave Dr. Voss.”

“I figured it’s what you wanted, these kinds of things can get embarrassing with moms around,” Commenting on why Bryan was here in the doctor’s office to begin with, a hard tackle to the ground in gym class which according to Bryan’s own words made his ding dong hurt. Stepping up near Bryan, Dr. Voss leaned over purposefully showing her already well exposed chest to her patient. Facing the boy eye to eye, “That and I’ve noticed you staring at me over the year you’ve been coming here.”

Bryan was a bit shaken by the doctors comment, “W-wh…I haven’t.”

“It’s okay Bryan; you just have a little crush. And to tell you the truth I’d say the feeling is mutual in some respects.”

“W-what you mean?!”

“Come down now, first we have some business to attend to. Now on your feet and drop those pants Mr.”

Almost leaping to his feet in complete exuberance, his hands flashed to his gym shorts and whipping down the light blue fabric; Dr. Voss noted the lack of immediate reluctance given her patients primary complaint of pain, “I see there no soreness right now,” her eyes running up and down the semi rigid length of Bryan’s member.

“Well there’s some…”

“Then I’ll need to take a closer look…” stepping up the her patient with one hand reaching down for Bryan’s neither region, a smile on her face in regards to his length, “Oh you’re a gift to woman everywhere.”

Ch:2

“Oh….hmmm, so fucking good,” Looking down at his own beet red penis is the most self-gratifying mannerism. The eighteen year old Bryan worked his hand along his eight

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