You blink a couple of times just to make sure you are really seeing this, and not once does your mom’s expression change. Normally, you only see a smile that big on her face after one of her jobs gets her a fourway or something equally as dirty, but was her face lit up like a Christmas tree, but oddly enough, none of her looseness or any of her perverse faults can be seen in her eyes, as all you see is simply pure joy. If your mom wants your attention, she’s certainly got it.
“Baby, I’ve got the best news. I just got off the phone with one of my old clients, and they told me about a possible cure that could stop you from shrinking!” she practically shrieked with glee, making your ears ring. Despite that, still you could see that she was dead serious about what she was saying. With her level of intelligence, there was plenty that could fool your mom, and yet her enthusiasm, combined with the rising joy that you now felt building up in your own body brought you to concur that this was very real, “Are you serious?!”
The answer you received was your mom’s arms lunging at you and going around your body before she plowed you right into her impressive bust. She squeezes you hard, making you groan into her boobs, but of course she doesn’t stop until she’s ready, leaving you to fight against having a boner in the middle of this joyous moment, as you pray that this supposed cure is the real deal. When your mom let’s go though, she reveals that, like with most things, there is a catch.
“Just one thing, sweety, the cure you need is really expensive. I mean, REALLY expensive.” Just hearing her say that made your shoulders slump. Neither you, nor your mom had ever been able to afford anything REALLY expensive a day in your lives, and yet once again, she then tells you of more good news, “Don’t worry though, momma’s got this all figured out. Since you need that cure ASAP, well, do you remember my friend, Daphne? She needs someone to help out with her next film, and, well, she did mention that she needs a guy for it.” Suddenly your mom is looking at you with puppy dog eyes, now wanting only to hear you say yes, something that cannot exactly come easy.
Daphne was someone your mom had met during one of her porn films, so naturally you know that Daphne is looking for a guy to get fucked in her next movie. Now, that could be you, and such a thought nearly makes your nose bleed, but instead all of your blood rushes to your cheeks, as your entire face glows red at such a thought. You can’t help but be flustered, and yet through the fog of nervousness, you find yourself happening upon good reasons to say yes to your mom’s offer; for one thing, all of the money made from your involvement in the film would go straight to funding your purchase of the cure, and second, well, the image of Daphne now flashes in your head, as you cannot help but recall just how hot she was. At just a few inches over six feet, she was bombshell, especially to a little five foot five guy like you. You swallow your own anxiety while your cheeks continue to glow, and you look your mom right in the eye and say “I’ll do it.”
“YES!!! Oh, thank you, honey! This is perfect! I’ll call her right now and tell her to come over!” seeing your mom jump with joy so giddily was definitely an odd sight, but even as she goes over to the phone, all you can focus on is the fact that soon you are going to lose your virginity to a porn star!...Your mind just freezes up on that for a few seconds as it all really sinks in. Even if it to get money that’ll keep from shrinking away into nothing, it still sounds so unbelievable. Again you swallow as you begin to think of how Daphne will be here soon. You can’t recall how long it’s been since you’ve seen her; a year, two, maybe more? But either way, she is coming, and she is no doubt going to give you one hell of first time.
It takes a few hours, but you still jump when there comes a knock at the door. As your mom chimes that she will get it, you find yourself breathing heavily, and trying to keep yourself steady, praying that you don’t pass out before the door even opens. You try to calm yourself by keeping your eyes on the prize, and focus on how you will be in the hands of trained professional, so to speak.
Then, the door opens, and needless to say, when you see Daphne, your jaw drops.
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