Thing Five (Futa/fem, incest, size, excessive cum, cuckold)
Story by Sheopornath
Smut! There is smut about to appear! GIRD YOUR LOINS. It's an idea I've had for a little bit, and I'm bored. I figured hey, Sheo, why not type something out so people can read it, maybe do stuff to themselves? Seemed like a good idea.
I didn't proofread this much, so sorry for that. I will probably continue it, if people seem to like it.
MOST OF ALL: This is dirty filthy ick writing. It's girl-with-wiener style stuff, so don't take it so serious! Enjoy! I'll try to make a good story, but don't get too hung up on details!
Chapter 1
Lisa ran through the checklist in her head. Lists helped her keep things straight, especially when she was nervous, and for what she was about to do she wanted all the help she could get.
Thing one: Her mother was upset last night after her father called. He was working late again and "frustrated" was putting her mother's mood lightly.
Thing two: A year ago, looking for a pair of socks to borrow, Lisa had found her mother's "marital aid." A massive black silicone thing with veins and everything. A quick Grooble search revealed the monster's product line as the "Big Rod Bonehard" XXL model. Lisa was disgusted at first, impressed soon after, and in the end the discovery served as reinforcement for her current plan, thanks in part to...
Thing three: Several years ago, Lisa grew a cock. She'd managed to keep it a secret with billowy, knee length skirts, tights, compression shorts, all manner of excuses and the kind of secrecy only a teenage girl can muster. It wasn't easy to deal with, least of all because of its size (She had recently measured herself at just a hair over 14 inches hard, 8 inches soft and nearly as thick as a soda can when erect).
Fortunately, Lisa had a very grounded upbringing. She'd had a decent childhood, understood her boundaries and carried no noticeable emotional baggage. She didn't fit in with most of her friends, aside from the obvious giant swinging reason, because she never felt much like moping around or whining. That kind of maturity comes in handy when the world's biggest dick grows right above your pussy and later brings along a pair of equally cumbersome balls.
Thing four: Lisa's mother, Megan, was gorgeous. Thing four showed up not long after thing three. Or, at least, came to her attention around that time. Her mother was a dream, and a common joke among the guys in Lisa's class. Huge, soft, pendulous breasts, a trim waist she worked hard to maintain and a round firm ass to match. She took morning walks in her favorite yoga pants, Nikes and periwinkle sports top. Her deep brown hair bounced and danced about her chest - which did much of the same - and her dazzling green eyes never failed to sparkle with life.
She had patrician, Mediterranean features and carried herself with all the confidence and sexual energy anyone could imagine.
Lisa, by contrast, had inherited none of these things. She was lean, even lanky. Nearly a foot taller than her mom, Lisa stood 5'11" and had a runner's build. Slim hips, taut stomach and a chest that was almost a full B cup on a good day. Her hair was a shock of firey red, cut short and wild like an actress she'd seen before. Where her mother enjoyed laying out back by the pool and tanning, Lisa was pale and fair, with creamy skin and a light dusting of freckles across the bridge of her button nose.
She obviously took after her father, an equally pale and red haired waif of a person, though none of the aforementioned features were anything to brag about on a man. Where her cock came from, however, she couldn't imagine. She was healthy, however, and that's all that mattered. She knew if she went to the doctor with it, her life would never be the same and the thought terrified her.
Not nearly as much, however, as thing five.
Thing five: Lisa was going to tell her mother about her "little friend." Moreover, she was going to show it to her. Lisa was going to show her cock to her mother and then...
and then...
Lisa took a deep breath as she stared at herself in a mirror.
Being the middle of July, it was a scorcher of a day and her mother was out by the pool. Lisa had bought a small yellow bikini one week prior, when the plan truly came together. It was a marvelous purchase. Even she had to admit she looked hot. Her chest look fantastic, what there was of it, and the color and cut did wonders. She'd tied a white sarong around her waist and her left leg poked playfully through the slit. Underneath, her swimsuit bottoms bulged obscenely with her soon-to-be-not-so-secret and she slipped her delicate feet into a pair of purple thong sandals.
A few more deep breaths helped to steady her shaking hands and she made her way downstairs, focusing on the rhythmic flap of her sandals. This was happening, she was doing this. That's what 16 year olds do, they do crazy things. Wonderful things. Stupid things.
Was this a stupid thing? Oh shit, what if this is a stup-TOO L
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