As this first month drags on like an eternity, your mother's worry starts to turn into something else - determination mixed with desperation. The oracle had warned her about a year-long timeline for the cure; after that point, it becomes permanent. And so, in the middle of one particularly draining day at work, she comes up with another plan.
She returns home later than usual, her face flushed and her eyes sparkling with excitement. She sits down on the couch, placing you gently but firmly in her hands. For a moment, you're lost in the sheer scale of her - the curves stretch out before you like mountains, dwarfing you in size. She could easily squish you like a big, but her loving nature protects you from that outcome.
Then she looks at you, and for an instant, there's something different about her gaze. It's not just concern or love; it's hunger - raw desire that makes your heart skip a beat.
"I'm worried that you're not eating enough medicine," she says softly, her voice trembling slightly as she strokes your hair with one of her enormous fingers. "So I decided to do things differently."
There's an undercurrent of excitement in her tone that sends shivers down your spine. She hesitates for a moment before continuing.
"The thing is... momma has a secret," she confesses, blushing furiously as she looks away from you. "It's about the medicine..."
You're already shaking with fear when she finally brings it up - something you had suspected but never dared believe. Her confession feels like a punch to your gut, leaving you reeling and unsure of how to react.
Her hand drops suddenly, bringing you closer towards her groin. You can feel the massive bulge beneath her pants - an enormous mound that throbs with heat and anticipation, its scent filling up your tiny nostrils with an intoxicating mix of sweat and arousal.
Your mother looks at you, a wicked smile playing on her lips as she undoes her zipper. When the flaccid length of her futa cock bursts forth from between her legs, it's like witnessing something truly unnatural - something that defies all logic yet feels utterly right.
Her massive shaft dwarfs you entirely; even if you were at full size, it would still be towering over your head. The sight is awe-inspiring and terrifying in equal measure, leaving you stunned speechless as she strokes the length of her cock with a slow, deliberate motion.
“That’s right honey, momma is a futanari” she murmurs, her voice husky with arousal. “Please, don’t be scared. It’s natural. You see, this is where the medicine comes from, and your slow recovery suggest you are not eating enough of it” she explained softly, barely holding her excitement. "Don't worry, it's all for your own good..."
As she speaks these words, she lowers herself further down onto the couch, bringing you closer to her throbbing member. And then, suddenly, everything changes.
Her hands move in a swift motion, and before you can even protest or beg for mercy, your mother has shoved your face directly into her urethra. The action is brutal yet intimate at the same time - as if she's claiming ownership over every inch of you while simultaneously taking care of her son.
“That’s it baby, take a closer look a the tool you where made of!” she demanded, trying to accommodate you to the bizarre situation.
You're helpless against this onslaught; all you can do is try to breathe through the thick, warm fluid filling up your nostrils and mouth. It tastes vile - salty and bitter, with a hint of something sweet that only makes it more nauseating. Just like the medicine you have been eating for the past month.
Before you know it, she started to stroke. Pumping small lumps of what to come. Despite the minuscule size of the dose. Her precum filled you forcibly, slowly inflating your belly. You where already full of the cure, but it was only the beginning for your mother.
You tried to protest, wiggled out. But her overwhelming strength pushed your head deeper into her throbbing head creating watertight seal. She made sure all of the medicine landed deep in your belly. Your struggles only made things worse.
She was lost in pleasure, massaging your head in to her tip. Smearing it across like a used bubble gum. Her throbbing member tensed more, coming closer to the finish. Your body was already at it’s limit. Looking like a bloated balloon. You knew it was too much, but she already crushed your head in to a paste rubbery leaving only a channel for her spunk. There was no way to pleas for mercy. You cold only hope in would end soon.
But there's no escaping from what happens next. With each pump of her massive cock, first load of viscous fluid shoots straight down into your throat. You try to resist, but she's too strong,even when you're stretched beyond recognition, she refuses to let up.
“Mmm! That’s it baby, swallow it, swallow all of my precious cum!” your mother commanded, grinding your head further into her pee hole.
Her orgasm lasts forever, a never-ending torrent of thick cum that continues pouring into your belly for what feels like an eternity. Your body swells up rapidly under the constant onslaught of fluids, expanding until it reaches absurd proportions. And yet, despite this, she doesn't stop; instead, she pushes even harder until her cock finally spurts out one last load.
When it's all over, she lift her finger revealing your crushed rubbery head lodged deep inside urethra. She was lost in her mind, reveling in the afterglow. Her cock still throbbing with excitement, dripping streams of warm cum down your throat; meanwhile, you're left lying there, small and insignificant stuck right in the middle of this massive display of power.
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