Over here, my child!

Mommy missed you so much! I know I'm a bit more portly than before, but we can still make ends meet--!

You said you luved everything about me, didn't you? You adored Mommy's pits in the morning, fiddling your nose round in my morning musk. Look, I didn't even shave my pits so I can tickle you back like your nose does me! And they're so wet & slicc with 'grimeslime' as you called it!

Since I'm bearing a new child, let's say we help my breasts to some pampering? Ooh, a stream of sweat just went in the middle of my boobies! And my nipples....they've never been this big before, in fact they were inverted before my impregnation, remember? You used to play peekaboo with them, it was soooo cayoot! We can come up with some new nipplegames with what I've got now. & my areolae has gotten considerably bumpy & bigger since then, its like a pair of rosy pancakes pasted onto my veiny tits! Do you like the veins? It's as though I have a pair of big, smelly testicles on my chest. And oh man, are they're incredibly sensitive right now, ready to be suckled on right this instant, don't you think? One time I got carried away with my milksacks, & they produced a lotta lactose...I still have a couple bottle stored of goatmilk in the fridge if you want some...Just look at my tittyclits--they're so happy to see you, they almost wanna break outta my bikini! Is this what your manhood feels like when its roused up in your undies? It's amazing...wish I can feel them pulsate and jump with every pump my heart is making for you....Gosh, my chest is oh so, so heavy, maybe you can help take all this stress from 'em, hmm?

Is your gaze following all of these countless trails of veins on my steaming belly? Do you want to greet your baby sibling? Hopefully he's not too violent when you come & hug my tummy...Really hope you're not jealous that I went ahead & given you a companion for our future fuckings....I just missed you so much that I need my fix of boiluv whenever you're gone...I truly do hope you understand. Give me the old-school torture you've made my belly go through--the poking & tickling going on for several minutes, and I put my palms over my face as I laugh so loudly...oh, were you such fun~ ...'Wanna use my preggobulge as a drum, or my thicc, ivory bellyjuice as lotion, let alone consume it as an ample drink? My navel's kinda tucked out a bit since our last encounter...I'll let you prod it as many times as you like...if you wanna get a closer look, I won't even let you do all the hard, painstaking work & I'll come to you and rub my belly into your handsome bod....n' doesn't it make my titbags look more perky?  

Oooh, what about my bottom? Tell me you luv what I've done to it! I turn around, I think you might faint from how much bigger my backside became--! I know you were more of a bootyboi than a tittyteaser, my child....I especially took note of never losing weight--I wanted my cheeks to be 'healthy thicc' as the kids say nowadays....even have cellulite, which I know you'll appreciate, or at least learn to--! I ate a lot of my own pies, & they were all baked with you mind~ They all had your favorite flavor, blueberry, so maybe if you eat me out, it might taste like it! It did bring me such joy seeing you enjoy yourself back there when you were younger, & I thought you wanted to re-experience it, and more...! My behind is so dirty I leave assprint stains...I knew they had to something the matter whenever you made love to my butt after I was done washing up....like you were disappointed that I smelt like soap rather than my natural smell. You look a little chilly, in fact....do you want Mama to lay on your face again? My sweat would fare nicely as a drink while you recover down there! Your tongue was so talented, giving me a anal massage as you were assfed... & don't worry, I won't ever raise my buttocks off your face when you cough, as you used to request countless times...you know I wouldn't know how to function at all if I was the one responsible for your passing! But if I do go against your wishes, please slap my ass hard if I do, I need the brute force of a man to teach my rude self some manners, my child.

...Or perhaps you wanna sit on my lap instead? Your younger sibling isn't acting up at the moment, so I'll let you sit on my phat thighs & allow you to rest your head on my nice, plump tummy...not as squishy right now, but my fur is still elegant as ever...oh! I can read you your favorite bedtime story, letting you rest for a time, & letting you wake up with my juicy Mamahole nestling your cute, lil' friend between your legs in my dense warmth. I'll switch it up everytime.....what position do you want to wake to first, cowgirl position? Reverse cowgirl? & you can't really see it now, but my pussy is excessively hairy...I luv how wiry they feel when I brush my fingers through them, inhaling the heavy scent those thin pubes miraculously carry...I'm actually getting kinda wet right now just thinking about it!

...You look so stunned of my new frame, my child! .....Do you like my bikini? I thought my previous garment was showing way too lil of my endowments, and I put on some high-heels to compliment it, too! You used to like playing with Mama's feet, lapping on them, defiling them with boigoo...you should see how flushed they'll be once I take my shoes off! My lil' piggies wanna wrestle with your dick & tug at your scrotum; do you prefer frontal or a backwards footjob? 'Think you'd prefer the latter, seeing Mommy's ass, me smacking my cheeks & spreading to reveal my winking brown eye for you as I stroke your meat in my moist arches while I wave my toes to you~

And I've done up my lips in red...made sure I gotten the brand that gleans brightly in your gaze...if you wanna have a taste of it, you're welcome to try~....tastes of cherries, not strawberries. See? Mommy can still remember a few things--a lotta things in fact, about you... I wanna bent over & give you a big hug while I plant a long n' hearty kiss on your forehead...you were always diverse in your fetishes, so I'm betting you must love it once I coat you completely in my enticing kisses, maybe leave a couple sloppy circles on your erection & plant a scrunched kiss on it tip so I can imagine it as one, meaty bullseye ready to tame me... I'll let you pull on my ears if you wanna do that as well--Mommies should always allow their bois to be dominant, give them the courage they never had before....I know you have went through this process before, sweetheart, so I'd like to make you more of a lady's man once you're through using me.

Maybe I suppose you wanna take things slowly, give it time to bake in whatever naughty act you wanna do to me while you give your mature caretaker some scrutinizing sniffs? Your lil' sniffer is quite the chamer; I laugh whenever I hear those adorable inhales....hope my scent doesn't come off as too strong, wouldn't wanna be a burden for my dear boy. I've been cherishing my aroma thus far...think I've gained a couple new routines as well--I like sniffing the insides of my ears, the deep folds of fat and the space between my toes the most. Here, Mommy will show you how much nastier she is now--snff! Snff! Oh ho, my ears smell like worn, rubbery towels it seems! Are you able to witness everything I've presented you through all this steam? So much of this steam is wafting offa me, like an aura...isn't it like in those 'animes' you used to watch? Of course, the stench-riddled resevoirs I have here will always make my boy healthy.....I've got a variety of soulful nasalpleasers to share with you, they'll make you shiver like the first few baths I've given you a long time ago.

You're starting to appraoch me--that's good, lil' one! I was afraid that you were afraid of me giving you everything you wanted all those years ago! & did I mistaken your nose for being the most thristy? Do you want to take a licc on Mommy, then? Like I said, I made sure to never take a bath ever again, ever since you left so you can repay the favor~! Do you know how many times my kitty squirted just thinking about you molesting me with just your tongue, my child? My fingers stink of my vagina, and I usually licc on them as if they were a pack of your penises, back when yours was more of a lil' weewee!

Speaking of your weewee, I wanna see it--right now, in fact--! Please, I beg of you, I'm getting on my knees for you right now--now I'm on my knees for you! Become my patriarchal figure--tower over me as you unzip your tented pants, then pull down your musty pair of undergarments! How big are you? Ten inches, ten feet...?! Still ten milliters? Please calm me down! The years haven't been kind to the lust that's been yearning for you! Ohmygosh, I think I can smell you through your pants! Are you even wearing any underwear? If you don't come up to me & undress fast enough, Mommy's gonna succ on you through your clothes & make you soil yourself...! Would you go faster if I tore off my bikini & plopped of my shoes so that all of my scent absolutely overtakes your charming nose? Oooh, I'm rubbing my pussy....I'm rubbing my pussy while the baby's starting to kick again....Come now, my child--please! Please, please, pleeeaaase, you'll make me miss out on your sweet, delectable, nutritious, bigboi milk that you could have given to me & your precious, lil' sibling......!

'Mom,' you, the prodigial son to your dickcraving, sexcrazed slut of a goatmom, literately a hair's away from taking advantage of your dick, slowly eases back n' look up at you like a child. She waited to hear what you said next.

You squat to her eye level, the dickbulge escaping her line of sight as her curious eyes poised to your own, constantly wondering what the hell you're gonna do to her, & them you simply wrapped your arms around her in a silent embrace.

'You gotta chill out, sometimes,' you cooly tell her.

You feel her jumping a bit against you, the soft whimpers starting to come out of her as she wraps her chubby arms around your smaller frame.

'Thank you, my child. I apologize...that's not how a Mother is supposed to treat their dear, grown son....I....I was rather....heavyhanded in my approach.'

You pull back & look at your surrogate mother.

'Heh, yeah, it was. Things 'changed, ma. I got a girl now, & we even have a son. I barely have time to do the things I used to do when I was younger....hope that you understand this,' you tell her.

'Yes...yes, I do.' She brushes a weighty tear off her muzzle before hugging you once again, a bit tighter, too. 'You're all grown up, now. And I have to take that into consideration.'

'Glad to hear that, Mom. Hey ma...'

'What is it, my child?'

'If you got time, can you bake me a pie? I'm starving.'

Toriel looks at you again, her eyes instantly brightened up.

'Sure!' she claps her hands together.

'And then after that, some cake?'

'Oh yes! I can bake that. What kind?' she asks jovially, with her eyes closed & a cheery smile.

You shot back a sarcastic look that told her 'are you serious right now?' A smirk came to on your face as your hand reaches over to grab a good chunk of dat assmeat. Goatmommy was quite surprised by that.

'I luv you, ma.'

And she was quite pleased with it, as well.





