He bucked into her reflexively, feeling her tighten in response, her powerful pelvic floor muscles contracting around him like a fist. She reached the...base, her cool, smooth underbelly pressing against his groin. She dropped to her knees in order to get lower, her massive thighs resting to either side of his hips, compressing him with muscles like steel cables that protruded from beneath the cushion of delicate fat. The width of her hourglass hips were twice that of a human, she looked as if. Marty introduced the woman as Joyce & said she was also his mother. Lola gasped but her pussy was wet because Marty had hypnotized her, & now she found their relationship to be kinky rather than taboo. Marty led Lola to the living room where he told her to make herself comfortable & Joyce would bring her a glass of white wine . As both ladies sat on the sofa , Lola noticed Joyce was not wearing any panties & her pussy was shaved . Blushing she wondered if Marty would have her to do. It'sme that can't drink a lot without falling over." I poured a smallbrandy and brought it across. "Would you like a cigar to go with it, Ihave Dutch or Cuban?"He laughed. "Is there anything you don't have, you're a marvelloushostess."I poured myself a very small liqueur, "I don't entertain very often,I'm too busy at the moment and when I do, I like to make it as nice aspossible. Now, the cigar?"He shook his head. "No thank you, it would make the room smoky and Iwouldn't be able to see you. My mother cameinto my room and bent over my pink satin sheeted bed."Good morning, princess!" Mom said softly in my ear, which was sort ofour code for "You're going to be in full sissy mode today."The odd thing was it was a school day. She never made me wear a frillydress or heels to school. Yet here it was, my 16th birthday, aWednesday, and I was apparently going to be spending it in lace andruffles.You know, this storytelling thing is harder than it seems! It seems Ineed to go even further.