As Daphne slid off her boy shorts and began choosing her outfit for the day, the ominous shadow of her stepmother Belinda fell over the room. At 6'4, Daphne's stepmother towered over her 4'10 frame, and at 800 pounds she was just over eight times Daphne's weight of 98 pounds.
Daphne shuddered. Her birth-mother died very suddenly, when Daphne was only six, and her father married Belinda a few years later, when Daphne was ten. Two years later--on her birthday no less--her father died as well, leaving Daphne in the sole care of her stepmother. When Belinda and her father had just been dating, Daphne thought she was an eccentric but kind lady, and Belinda was all too happy to dote on her and call her the cutest little girl in the world. After the wedding and as Daphne matured, Belinda's doting turned into outright flirtation; Belinda took every opportunity to pinch Daphne's tight little rump, plant friendly and more-than-friendly kisses all over her, and flash her a glimpse of her mammoth breasts or elephantine ass. Adding to the awkwardness, this was also around the time Belinda and Daphne's father opened up their marriage, meaning Belinda began having men and women (but increasingly more women) come over for sex while Daphne's father was away on business. More than once, Daphne walked in on Belinda making love to one or more women in her bedroom!
After the funeral, Belinda's flirting matured into full-on harassment. Daphne would frequently come home from school to find that her entire wardrobe had been thrown out and replaced with skimpy, slutty clothes. Belinda and her girlfriends (she had given up entirely on men by now) never wore clothes around the house and openly hit on her. Daphne's first sex happened the day after her thirteenth birthday, when Belinda filmed two college girls she'd picked up the night before double-teaming her with strap-ons. The girls then took turns filming Belinda and one of them fucking her--Daphne was forced to lick Belinda's pussy while one of the girls took her anal virginity. Over the next two years, the sex had seldom gotten more depraved (although Daphne's birthday, Belinda's birthday, and Halloween usually meant an extended, perverted orgy). The sex had become more and more frequent, however; Daphne and Belinda now had sex every day, and Belinda always at least offered for Daphne to eat out the women she brought home.
"Hello, beautiful," Belinda said, caressing Daphne's slender shoulder with one gigantic hand. Daphne could feel Belinda's soft belly press into her back and begin to shape itself around her. "And how is my lovely, lovely little stepdaughter doing today?" With her other hand, Belinda toyed with Daphne's long, red hair that trailed all the way down to her ass.
"G-good morning, mom," Daphne stammered.
"Mmmmmmm ... lovely," Belinda purred. She slowly bent over and planted a kiss on Daphne's neck. The kiss turned into a nibble, and the nibble turned into a hard bite coupled with copious sucking. When Belinda pulled back, Daphne had the start of a brand-new hickey. Daphne started to shudder as Belinda draped her huge, fleshy arms over her shoulders and began playing with the girl's nipples. "Because today is a very special day, young Daphne."
Daphne hated that sentence. Whenever she heard it, it meant Belinda was about to find some new, twisted way of having sex with her. She had an idea of what Belinda had planned today, and she'd been hoping to get out of the house before she could act on it. But now she knew she was too late.
What is Belinda's "good news" for her stepdaughter?
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