Peg wrapped her hands around Max’s head. Gently, running her hands through the boy's messy hair. Playing with his floppy ears and pushing her tongue into his mouth. In these short seconds, Peg’s heart melts. Kissing a younger man. Feeling his soft, gentle tongue on hers. Just being able to do something so direct and loving without a second thought felt as freezing as swimming in the open ocean. Just as the dream felt like it couldn’t get any better, reality finally struck the young Goof. Max pulled away, eyes wide as he looked at the woman he saw as a mother figure he’d known for the past few years. His breathing heavy, panicked sweating begins to form and his heart feels like it’s ready to blast its way out of his chest. He practically pushed himself against the car door, trying to put as much distance between him and her as possible in the car space. Neither of them said anything. Ten seconds. Fifteen. Thirty-three. Peg nor Max moved an inch from their respective spots until Peg finally spoke up. “Max?” She sounded so genuinely confused, as if she couldn’t understand why Max would stop kissing her. “M-mm-m-m-m-m-m-” Frazzled and confused, Max didn’t know what to say or how to say it when asked. His mind raced to every corner it could jump to in those small seconds. Replaying the kiss and everything leading up to it over and over, he just couldn’t believe this was happening. Was he that upset over Roxanne that his mind is making him dream it up? With a shaky hand, Max pinched his own cheek as hard as he could, trying to see if the pain would wake him up out of this perverted nightmare. Peg smiled. “Oh you poor thing. You think this is some sweet, sexy dream. Oh no…” The eager feline pulled her shirt up, revealing a bold black lacy bra, three sizes too small, barely restraining her girls and stupefying the teenager in front of her. “This is as real as it gets, baby.” Run. Danger. Scary. Not-Safe. Unknown to the dangers of the fairer sex or the unknown world involed with them, Max’s fight or flight response kicked in. Screaming at him to run away. To get away from such an unknown situation. His hand reflexively tried to find the handle to unlock the door but found that it was locked. Eyes still locked on, he watched her gaze turn into something darker. A look that made the poor boy anxious down to his core. Peg jumped onto him. From outside of the car, to any who could see, all anyone would have seen was two figures merging into one, one desperately trying to get out of the car while the other kept pulling them back into their clutches. The car shook violently as they trashed about. Clothes flying off and a few muffled yells before things go silent again from the outside view. Peg had pulled all of Max’s clothes right off of him. Not even leaving him with his boxers, joining her now nude form. The car seats pushed back and the two of them in the back of the car, plenty of room for them to move around. She has her hand over his mouth, breathing heavily. Not from struggling but breathing in the excitement of doing what she’s been wanting. What she’s craved and needed all this time. Max was also left tired, afraid and scared over what's gonna happen next. “Shhh…” She whispered. “There’s no need to be scared Max~y. We’ve both been hurt so bad by bad people. I don’t wanna hurt you. In Fact, I wanna take that pain away. That hurt,” with her free hand, she slid one finger down the top of his chest, only stopping at the bottom of his belly. “I’m gonna take it all away. And make us both feel good. I promise, you won’t even remember that filthy little girl's name. Because they can’t compare to what a real woman has to offer.” Max wanted to say something. He didn't know what but it wanted to come out. With what little strength of will he could gather, he tried to yell out through her hand but one sharp glance deflated the breath he’d built up. She’s older than him. Stronger than him. His body knew nothing he did would be able to over power her. She could manhandle Pete, an older man more than twice his age with ease. She could do anything. She’s going to do anything she wants. The Goof boy’s only choice was to go alone peacefully or find out what an angry divorced woman is capable of. Especially one as strong as her. Her hair took on that all too familiar demonic shape as she felt the boy’s resistance fade away. A wicked smile and feral moans escaped her lips as she licked the side of his neck. What would normally make a lover laugh from the tickle, Max fought back against the pleasurable feeling. Peg kissed his cheek before going back down to his neck, trailing herself before stopping at his chest. She leaned back, grinding into his exposed crotch, slowly feeling what she suspected popping up underneath. Moving back, her eyes lit up as she looked at her prize and an embarrassed Max tried to hide his face, hot and red from a woman seeing him nake for the first time. The boy is packing to put it lightly. Pete was thick but Max has that and the length to match. Eight? No…? Nine?! As dark as his fur, the tip looked like a mushroom that grew up on a very healthy diet. The tip looked plump and juicy with a slightly dark purple shade like a fat plum. His mind might have said no but his body certainly liked the attention. So much that the normally shy veins popped out, throbbing in tune to the rapid heart beat of the shamed young boy. Peg wasn’t going to be gentle. Her prize, mere centimeters away from her hot love tunnel. She slid down in one swift gulp and robbed Max’s virginity as the world’s loudest thief. “It’s mine…! IT’S MINE…!!” From here, Peg wasn’t the rough and tough parent who loved Max like her own child. She’s a pent up, needy woman who wanted him. A young man to satisfy and break every need her body has been hiding away for who knows how many years. He crashed right into her cervix, as rough as the kiss she delivered to him. A sensation she’s never felt before, Peg let out a savage groan unlike any she’s let out before. She rides Max, gyrating her hips as his length and size stretches and touches spots inside her that lit up parts of her mind she didn’t know she had. Again and again, the fat slab of cock worked its magic while its owner could only gasp at the intense heat and muscles holding onto him. “OOooooohhh M-AX! Oh baby yes!!” Peg leaned down, prying the boy's arms away from his face, forcing yet another kiss onto him, tasting every inch of his mouth. The slight hint of Goofy’s cooking added onto her hunger. She slobbered, licked and panted like a true bitch in heat. Nothing stopped her as she made the young man’s mouth a prison for his own tongue. Forced to wrestle with hers as they swapped saliva. Max could only scrunch his eyes as tight as possible, trying to focus on something else. Anything! But it was a failure. His body wouldn’t listen to him. It loved every wet, tight plunge and movement of his cock sliding in and out of her hot pussy. Peg’s fat ass crushes his lap, making an assortment of ‘plaps’s’ as she bounces harder and harder. The car shook, just like the many others at least twenty or so feet away from the others. The creaking metal being a perfect indication of just how much power the older woman has over the scared teen and his powerlessness to do anything about it. All his body could do was simply let it happen. And it was coming, no matter what. *Throb* *Throb throb* *THROBTHROBTHROB* She didn’t need to even look to see what was below that gorgeous shining pillar of man pumping her pretty pussy. A delicious set of balls, juicy and stuffed to the brim with young, lively sperm eager to make their way inside her and try to find her girls and get nice and close with one another. All the billions upon billions of them on her little baby to be. “Do it…” She whispered, running her hands through his hair, pulling his face into her tits. Her hair horns, only seemingly sharpening as Max’s throbs became more intense. “You’re a good boy aren’t you? Think about how that mean girl hurt you. What she did to your heart. Focus it all into that sensation rising up…” She bit his ear, earning a pained gasp before letting go and continuing. “I’m better than her. I can love you more than her. I can give more… And TAKE more.” As a final bite to whatever peace the new man once knew, Peg turned feral once more. In a blur, she bounced on his cock like a rider trying to stay on its horse. Wild, hard crashes. Over and over as she wailed, calling out his name and saying she loves him. Over and over. “I love you! “I love you” “I - L O V E - Y O U ! ! !” Cum erupted inside of the milf like a volcano. Max clenched his teeth so hard, part of him was sure one or two might have craved from the pressure. Peg planted the fat meat as deep as he could go, the hot mess filling up that empty space inside her like a good boy. Every throb, every spurt. It clung to the inside of her womb, giving the woman the love nectar that’s been missing from her baby maker for years. A warmth that she didn’t want to let go of, squeezing him nice and tight as she drained his balls as much as possible. Thanks to days of being sad about his crush being gone, there is plenty of it finding its way inside her. The thick sauce felt right at home in her. Drooling and laughing lazely to herself, Peg recoiled back, sitting in his lap as she felt the slight bulge forming from her stuffed up womb. Max watched her hand rub the spot. The perfect image of an expecting mother. Once wasn’t enough. Peg barely had a taste of what her new lover could do. As plump and full as she feels, she wasn’t done. Not by a long shot. She slowly sat up, letting the boy’s spent cock flop out of her, hitting his bare thing with an audible wet slap. Max barely moved or said anything. An arm over his eyes, he just took whatever she threw at him. He flinched as his still sensitive meat was handled by her. She grabbed the shaft and started kissing it. He didn’t need to see her to feel every little thing she was doing. Her hands on his balls, gently rubbing them as she waited for his cock to wake back up. Thanks to youthful vigor, she didn’t need to wait too long. Not even two minutes later, the monstrous pillar stood tall, trembling rapidly so soon after a climax. For twenty minutes straight, the feline assaulter gave him his first blowjob. Lips on the tip, she gagged herself on it, forcing her throat to get used to the new depth as she took him down to the root. Burying her nose in his thick pubes and feeling the leftover cum hit her nose. The salty, manly stench, like the rest of the car, intoxicated her more than anything else. Wretched. Primal. Male. Pete just stunk. Max on the other hand made her want to do everything imaginable to this fine piece of man from the smell alone. The sounds her throat made would have been better on a dirty VHS tape or an adult bookstore. She truly tried to choke herself down on it, wanting to savor the taste of the virgin cock that destroyed her. Bobbing slowly, she flexed her throat around him, hearing his voice strain to hold back. She slowly pulled him out, watching every clean inch come back into view of the fading afternoon light. She beat him off. Up and down, up and down. An old fashioned handjob to get the last staglers out of his fat nuts. He let out the most adorable whimpers, trying not to enjoy himself and still refusing to look at her. She pulled his hand away, still looking at him with that wicked, evil smile. There. He popped. She aimed him right at her mouth, hitting the back of her throat before hitting her tits and a large part of the backseat. A mess of cum, an abused vulnerable young man and a divorced woman satisfied but with a hunger still as bottomless as before. ________________ It was a quiet ride back. Peg brazenly walked out of the car, grabbing a pack of paper towels in the back of the car to clean them both up. With all the couples busy doing their own thing or having left ages ago, no one would have noticed. She dressed Max, putting everything back onto him and putting her daring black lingerie and her normal clothes over it. The whole time, Max stayed in the backseat, curled up on the opposite side of the driver's seat as he tried to process everything. Eyes wide and unblinking, he really tried to force himself to think that it was all just a crazy dream. She was going to take him to the park, he fell asleep from exhausting from mowing earlier and being paid and she just drove around with him in the car while having an intensely real sex dream about her. Max tried to lie to himself. With every bump, turn and drive down the road, he tried to deny what had happened. They arrived back home. Peg didn’t say anything as she got out and opened Max’s door for him. He didn’t look at her as he stood up. Mere inches from her warm body. He didn’t run. He didn’t cry. He silently walked back with his head down. Not even taking the front door inside as he walked to the back entrance. Peg on the other hand looked like she was walking on air. A smile on her face, posture as straight as an arrow. Compared to the woman that woke up several hours ago, she looked like an entirely new Peg. It likely had something to do with the fuck load of cum swiming around in her. She rubbed her belly, feeling the thick sludge move and wriggle, staining her panties as she walked back to her home. Before she walked inside, she could see Max’s room light flip on before it turned off once again. She knew he wouldn’t say anything. Any kind of fight that the boy had in him was drained right out of him and currently fighting it out to fertilize her egg. She knows it’s her safe day for this kind of fun. But tomorrow was another story. Inside, Max had fallen asleep. Goofy heard the door and checked to see his precious boy asleep. It was only eight by the time he saw him and imagined he must have been tuckered out from such a long day. Peg dominated his dreams. His mnd forced him to replay the experience. How she easily pinned him down. How… Malicious she looked as she dominated him, got him hard and rode him like a show pony for the rodeo. Sexual vision of Peg plasted his young brain. The mother figure picture he has for her. Shattered. The sweet voice that called him. Ruined. The loving hugs she gave him every now and then? Defiled. He twisted and turned, unable to do anything but dream of the she-devil that raped him, took his cum and drove him home like nothing happened. A pit rose in his stomach as he remembered everything. A not so subtle hand strode down to the tent in his shorts. Peg’s mouth, the things she said and whispered to him. How she licked him. Kissed him. Raped him. Max felt a new wave of shame come over him as he furiously beat off to the memory in bed. Clawing at the bed with his free hand, he felt like a dog possessed. The shame and embarrassment are overshadowed by the lingering sensations and pure physical desire. His ball tightened up. Strokes became faster as he used half of his remaining bottle of lube to simulate what had happened mere hours ago. Tears from pain and pleasure rolled down his cheeks as he came again for the third time in the last 24 hours. The sticky goo hit his clothes, dirtying them just like the backseat of the car. He layed in bed, stewing in the substance before he cleaned himself off, got a new shirt and fell back asleep. “... Why…?” He asked himself. The only question that ran through his mind as he drifted off to sleep. ________________ After the weekend, Monday felt like an absolute blur. Bobby and PJ talked to him but he barely remembers anything. Not to mention anything that happened in school blew past his mind. Even at breakfast, Max could only lie to his dad that he’s feeling better and to go on with his day. All on his mind the whole day was the night before. Everything in his head felt like a broken VCR, replaying and looping the same movie. Over and over. Peg comforting him. Her leaving and him slowly feeling better. Then when she was taking him to what he thought was the skatepark… No matter what kind of excuse his mind brought to him, he just couldn’t accept that that was real. During lunch, or the last class, he only did one or two things. As the day ended, he walked to go home as Bobby and PH went to hit up the newest arcade cabinet at the local arcade. With some more time alone to ponder, he realized nothing of the sort would be happening. Peg appeared in front of him like a sudden breeze. Riding in her caw, and looking up at him. The soft, motherly smile on her face She opened the door and without missing a beat, Max got inside. Driven to parts unknown by his rapist. ________________ Monday, right after school Peg felt as giddy as a girl going to prom. Or more like the afterparty to prom. Earlier today, she’d called ahead to a very exclusive hotel just outside of Spoonervile. The Highway Hilton. Rated five stars plus. Peg paid for a week's stay where she’d come and take Max for a few hours afterschool. She lied to Goofy, saying she’d pick him up and if she had anything to do, she could take him with. After signing in, one “parent and child”, she brought him to their suite. If circumstances were different, Max would have been blown away at the quality of the room. Clean bed sheets, extravagant designs on the rugs, curtains and even on the door handles. Complimentary mints sat comfortably on the pillow beds. None of that mattered to Peg. The moment the door made the loud click to say it’s locked, it was just like before. SHe pulled off her top, showing off her bra, this time a dark purple to complement her peach skin tone and red hair. Max stepped back for a moment before he gave up. He wanted to leave but Peg would stop him. He wanted to yell but he knew the rooms were far too thick for any yells to get through and that Peg would stop him before he could make any sounds to alter anyone more. “Come here baby. Mama’s gonna make you feel all kinds of good again.” The offer became more of an order as she pressed herself against him, wrapping the boy up in a kiss and melting into the “loving” embrace. Just like before, she dominates his tongue, proving her experience in the loving department. She pulled his shirt off, stirpped off her own bra and gave the boy a much brighter look at her supple chest. Big, soft and with nipples that stabbed into the boy's chest as she squished them against him. Undoing his pants, she easily stripped him bare and pushed him on the bed. Just as she tossed off her own bottoms, Max produced a little hidden surprise from somewhere. At least this time the boy-turned-man came in somewhat prepared. Peg watched, amused as he tried to open a condom he snuck out from somewhere behind him. She thought he must have went over to sex ED and snuck one out from the teachers drawer. A sly little dog. “W-w-w-w-we can be safe, w-w-with this, right?” Peg felt herself falling even more in love with the boy's genuine attempt to play it safe. Such consideration. Even going as far as to steal just to keep himself and her safe from any risky business. But of course, that wasn’t going to happen. “Here Maxy, let me show you how it’s done.” For a brief time, Max felt some kind of relief. Peg took the condom from his hand, seeing that it was several sizes too small for his size. Instead of being open with the truth, Peg wanted to dash any thought that he’d get away from her. She’s his property now. Max’s face felt himself turn pale as he watched the woman bite down and tear the thin barrier to shreds. Not even giving the failed plastic a dignified end by throwing it away in the trash. She just dropped it to the ground, kicking it under the bed to be hidden away until some service stall found it. From the light of the window, Max could see the faint, devil horn shape her hair had taken on as she jumped onto the scared boy. She woke up the monster inside him, sucking and licking his cock like a starved prisoner. The sucking, exactly as they were the previous night; just as disgusting, slobbering and somehow even more depraved. Peg looked up to the defeated boy, enjoying the look of defeat as she sucked on him. His face contored, trying to hide whatever sexual desires she’d planted inside him come to the surface. Even with his size, she took him into her throat, gulping and gagging on the fat pitch black cock. The smell of musk, the young aroma of a bare cock soaking into her mouth. She didn’t give Max any time to breathe. Bobbing her head, Peg didn’t even need to use her hands. Every last inch of his shaft found its way into her mouth. With her mouth busy, Peg played with the fat balls, enjoying how fat and fuzzy they felt. How they rose up as she tickled them ever so gently. Max bucked his hips every once in a while, showing that no matter what he said, his body loved it more than he’d be willing to admit. After a few minutes, Peg pulled him out, spitting on the shiny shaft and switching to the family jewels. Max let out his first true moan as she gobbled up the fat stones. Her cheeks bulged out as she succeeded with taking both in. Swishing them in her mouth, the bitter taste of salty sweat and the source of the mind numbing smell she missed was like a fine wine to her. Simply delicious. The view of his throbbing cock against her face made her womanhood tremble. The size, the weight inside her made her as wet as an eager virgin. Today is her unsafe day. The day she takes Max as her unlawfully wedded husband. After a few more minutes, she spat out the properly worshiped orbs. Peg crawled up Max, the tip pressing against her pussy for the second time in the last day and a half. She pulled his arms away from his face, forcing him to see her face. A crazed bitch needing a man. And he’s going to be that man, no matter what. Toothy smile, eyes curled into wicked expressions. Max tried to fight back. Every inch of him being swallowed up, hearing Peg’s lewd moans as he was buried deeper and deeper until he’d pressed up against something soft and squishy at the end. The resistance of his tip prying open her cervix made her giddy. Once inside, Peg went on a rampage. Her hips a blur, her tits shaking in front of him. Pinned down, he could only close his eyes as Peg fucked him like a wild animal mating. Her fat ass smashed into his lap, as if trying to bruise him from the impacts. Unlike him, Peg didn’t try to hide her noises. She screamed, moaned and called out his name. Moaning it like a whore calling to her favorite lay. “Baby… Give me a baby!” Peg brought herself down to the petrified boy’s face. “It’s really unsafe for me today! You’re gonna be a daddy and give me a new baby to love! And one after that and after that and…!!!” Peg couldn’t stop herself from cumming too early. Her walls squeezed him, making the already tight space stronger and harder. So much that every time she bounced, her baby box refused to let go, sticking to Max like glue. The bed shook but unlike some 3rd rate motel, it didn’t squawk from springs and simply took the impact. The only sound it made was from the mattress being crushed under the bottom heavy mother and the new man she’s making baby’s with. ‘No… No…!!” “Give it to me Max!” She growled. “That bitch is probably sucking on some loser's cock right now. I’m a real woman! A BETTER woman! You’re too big for some little girls! Only a-a real woman can take this fat monster!” Max didn’t want to believe it. Tears welled up as her words struck him. She.. She… Peg watched his resistance falter. The devil horns of her hair seemed to spike up the more she saw his will to fight back dissolved. Almost… Almost… Peg ground down onto him, brushing her clit against his pubes, spasming around his cock like a big welcomed loving hug. He’s throbbing harder. Balls loading up to deliver the seeds of their labor into her fertile ground to bear fruit in 8 months time. “She’ll never love you. But I will, my boy-toy.” Crash. Peg roder Max like a demon, bouncing on his ready cock, unable to hold anything back. A wild dance of her juicy ass jiggling with every crash down and the bulge in her belly shaking as Max’s meat made its way into her deepest depths. Eyes hollow, all he could do was listen to what his body asked for. He clenched his eyes shut and began joining her in the wild song of moans and groans. No more words. Just two animals breeding. That’s all they’ve become. One last crash down and Peg locked herself down as tight as possible. Smiling as euphoria took her. Even more than before, the strong pups cum flooded ________________ her deep. Unlike before, the billions of swimmers came rushing inside, finding her newly released egg ready to be ravished and attacked until one lucky baby got to be born. Blast after blast after blast of the thick sludge kept coming. Spilling out and washing Max’s crotch with his and Peg’s wasted leftovers. Running her hands over his face, down his chest. Kissing him on the face, licking his cheek and neck. All he could do was look off to the side as he knew he’d be the father of their rape child. And many more by how she’s moving her hips, eager for round two and three right after. He’s hers now. ________________ Several Months Later… Bent over the mattress, Peg tried to hold in her moans, knowing PJ and Pistol are currently asleep just a few doors down. Max slammed into her, grabbing her ass as he looked down at the sweaty jiggly mess before him. The same woman who took him all those months ago, demanding him to fuck her harder. Given her heavily pregnant belly, it wasn’t a shocker. “That’s right sugar daddy. Fuck me good!” She hissed. Her belly shook, cradling the first of many children between them. “I feel good don’t I baby? I bet you can’t wait to get me pregnant again!” she teased, thrusting back into her boy-toy’s bitch breaker. “Y-yes…” He whimpered. Trying to hold back was no use. His body craved her. In the morning, late at night. Peg would find some excuse to come over and make him fuck her until her inner thighs became a glazed mess of spent seed. She turned around, bringing her leg up so the boy could dig deeper. “Careful daddy, you might knock up your own baby girl with all that nasty goodness you keep filling me with!” Max could only laugh as he trembled, climaxing just as she said this. The hot baby cream pooled before spilling out, Leaving Peg a hot mess of sweat, jizz and their combined love juices. Normally, a man would be happy. A beautiful pregnant woman as a vision of beauty and motherhood. The only thing Max could see before him, covered in sweat and smiling at him, is a devil. Horns in the shape of her hair, a dark smile, looking at him with lust in its eyes as it spreads its legs, demanding another round of rough baby making. The Goof could only grab his hardening cock and give her what she desires. Forever.