This choice: Stay where and suffer, it's too risky to go off alone. • Go Back...Chapter #8A Cum-plete Breakfast by: Unknown You could've run away, excused yourself to the bathroom and never returned, but what would you do from there? This place is massive, you wouldn't even know where the exit is, and forget about getting home on your own. With the luck you've been having some lady with a dick as big as your mom's would see through your disguise, snatch you up, and proceed to use you as a cock sleeve for as long as she liked. That's not really the way you wanna go out. Your family might be torturous just to stand within fifty feet of, but at least they're not as brutal as they make the other women in this place out to be.
Mountains of food soon begin arriving at the table, noticeably separated into three different piles for each of your family members, and they waste no time scarfing it all down as disgustingly as they can. Your mom receives most of the "normal" breakfast foods, pancakes and waffles and donuts, while Liz has just about everything deep fried set before her, and June receives all the sweets and ice cream. Gwen grabs a handful of pancakes and thrusts them into a bowl filled with syrup, sending the sticky stuff flying every direction before shoving the sweet mess into her mouth. Once those are gone she moves on to some cinnamon rolls the size of the cheesecakes June ordered. She consumes them like cupcakes, pouring half a gallon of icing into her mouth with each one.
She turns and looks down at you sitting in front of your untouched plate of eggs, syrup and icing dripping down her chins and into her freckled cleavage. "Aren't you going to BUUUUURRRRRRPPPPPPP eat, honey?" she asks, unleashing a massive, sugary belch in your face that blows your hair back.
"N-no," you tell her, trying not to inhale. "I'm really not all that hungry…"
"Hmm…" She studies you and your plate for a moment with a concerned look on her face before an idea pops into her head. "I see what's wrong here." Not bothering to clean the syrup off her fingers, she reaches between her legs and pulls out the fat cock you struggled to stuff under the table earlier, draping over her thigh so the tip is laying in your lap. She then peels back the thick foreskin, unleashing a yet another horrible stench on your nostrils: her unwashed dick. Thick chunky smegma coats the inside of her dick's hood like foam insulation, as if it hadn't been washed since she was born. "Just pour it in here, honey." Hoping it'll get this horrible thing away from you sooner you do as she says, scraping your plate of eggs into her foreskin with the similarly textured gunk. "I know you like your breakfast a whole lot better when I keep it warm with my dick cheese overnight. It'll be ready for you later." Where did she get that idea?!
"Wait, Mom, before you put that away, can I have some too? All mine is gone for some reason." Liz asks from your left, holding her own member and showing her purple helmet to be completely clean.
"Sorry honey," your mom giggles, "I helped myself to a bit of a midnight snack last night after you passed out. Help yourself!" After giving Gwen a jokingly dirty look, your sister reaches into your lap and picks up the fat cock, sticking a pudgy finger into her foreskin and scooping out a few globs of the nasty gunk. You feel some bile come up the back of your throat as she smears your mom's dick cheese all over one of her fried pizzas, and proceeds to eat it like normal (well, as normal as she can).
"Mmmm, extra cheese," she says to herself as she bites into the whole pie like a crispy cookie, devouring half of it with one chomp. After quickly finishing that off, she gets more creative. You watch as she places an entire roasted turkey between two of her deep fried pizzas to create a sandwich only your family could dream up. Her jaw opens an impossible amount to take a bite from it, chomping straight through the turkey bones along with everything else.
"Mmmm," she moans, her voice muffled with all the food. You watch as she leans her head back and a bowling ball sized lump travels down her gullet. "Who says eating healthy can't be delicious? A turkey sandwich is just fine with me." You'd like to point out how wrong her statement is about that sandwich being healthy, but within seconds she devours the rest of it, leaving a mess of cheese and pizza sauce all over her front.
June's pile, of the three, is disappearing the slowest. You notice this is due to her eating with only one hand as opposed to the other girls' double fisted efforts, and she also seems to be paying very little attention to her food which you find extremely strange. Her attention is currently directed elsewhere in the cafeteria, and following her gaze you see she's looking at another table where a girl about her age is sitting with her mother, both nude of course. The mother seems to be just fine eating her meal while her young daughter sits with her legs splayed and fingers busy in her crotch, and you suddenly realize why your sister only has one hand free herself. She's putting on quite a show for June, occasionally licking off her pussy coated fingers and tweaking the hard nipples on her flat chest.
After a while she looks at her mom; due to the noise of the cafeteria you can't hear what she says, but her mother puts down her fork, reaches into her purse, and pulls out a bright pink, phallic shaped item with a star modeled on one end to give to the girl. At first glance it would look like a child's magic wand toy, but when you see the rounded end slip between her puffy pussy lips you know it's certainly not a kids toy.
"She's a cute one, isn't she?" Your mom says, making you jump; you didn't realize how focused you were on watching that little girl masturbating. Seems she was watching too. "I'm always glad to see other parents teaching their kids early. A cutie like her probably has every boy in her class after her." Hearing your mom talk that way about an 8 year old should horrify you, but after she asked you if you wanted to be raped it really isn't all that much of a shock.
Your attention is redirected once again as you feel something hot and sticky splatter against your legs and crotch. June's flushed face and loud moaning from across the table is all the explanation you need. You try to pull your legs out of the way but June's spurts are just as powerful as they were this morning, and being pinned between Gwen and Liz you're powerless to avoid them. You can hear the gooey ropes splatter on the floor as she keeps pumping her fat girlcock. Before she runs empty she yanks her member up onto the table and sprays her remaining jizz all over her pile of food, looking like thick sticky icing on the cake and other pastries.
"You can never have too much icing," June says contentedly as she picks up half a chocolate cake that looks like 20 guys just got done jizzing on it. She shoves it all right into her mouth, sperm and crumbs spilling down her chin as she chews it all up and gulps it down.
"Hey Mom? I'm getting thirsty," says Liz after taking a bite out of a ham. "Can I have some milk?"
"Of course honey, help yourself," your mother replies, offering her teenage daughter the closest breast, the thick two inch long nipple already leaking milk. You're squished even more into their blubber as Liz leans over to suckle Gwen's huge tit. With her throat practically resting on your head you can hear every gallon of milk she chugs down, and feel everything that she spills as it drips onto you.
"Mommy can I have some too?" asks June, inspired by seeing her sister enjoying your mother's warm breast milk.
"Sure sweetie, open wide!" Gwen takes a hole of her free boob as June opens her huge mouth as wide as she can, like a yawning hippo. Gwen kneads her teat a bit to make sure her nipple is good and hard before squeezing it, spraying her warm milk... generally in June's direction. It takes your mom a little bit to get the right trajectory, resulting in most of June's food getting covered in milk (not that she cares). Eventually the milky white stream lines up with the young land whale's mouth, not after getting it all over her face of course, and both of Gwen's daughters are now happily drinking from her.
"It always makes me so happy to know I can still feed my hungry kids," Gwen sighs happily as she maintains her extremely bizarre display for all to see, including the mother and daughter at the other table. "Oh, that reminds me!" she reaches down past Liz and you and into her crotch, pulling her fat cock up once again and draping it over her huge thigh so the tip is in your lap. "Your breakfast should be ready now, hun. More restaurants should really offer to prepare food like this." She peels back the thick foreskin to reveal that the stench has worsened from having food in there. You can barely tell the scrambled eggs apart from the smegma at this point, it's all just mushed together in a chunky yellow mess that makes you nauseous just to look at.
Having drank her fill of your mom's nutritious milk, Liz leans back and unleashes a mighty UUUURRRRRRRRRRRRPPPPPPPPPP, droplets of milk flying from her maw. You're thankful to not be as squashed anymore, but now that Gwen can see you she's intent on making sure you have breakfast. Digging through her food pile she finds a neglected yet filthy spoon and sticks it into her foreskin, reemerging filled with her nasty gunk. You try to protest her offer but as soon as you open your mouth the spoon enters, and you're immediately ready to vomit. The smell was bad but the taste is vile, even mixed with the once good tasting eggs. She forces spoonful after spoonful into your mouth until eventually you're forced to swallow, your eyes watering and taste buds screaming in agony.
Once everyone finishes their breakfast, willingly or otherwise, what's next on today's agenda?  indicates the next chapter needs to be written. |
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