Part two of the dark and twisted Bully trilogy, Filled Up: Controlled by the Bull Part Two is now available on Smashwords!
I’m still inside my mom’s body, and now the bully is treating me like a gift to his friends.
Douglas is still trapped inside his mom’s body and still trying to escape even as Brandon, the bully, introduces him to some new friends. This group of guys enjoys taunting and teasing Douglas, and they’re intent on making him do the most humiliating, depraved things.
The things they’ve always dreamed of doing to Douglas’s hot mom. Douglas is forced to experience his mom’s body at her most intimate and aroused, and forced to share in the pleasure of her body as she’s taken by this group of young men.
Part two of a dark, twisted tale involving male to female body swapping, MILFs, mind control, forced feminization, forced masturbation, MMF, forced pleasure, and steamy erotic scenes.
“I’ve got this little remote–” Brandon held up the device “–and I put Douglas inside his own mom’s body. And I can make her do anything I want.”
“No way,” Travis said, admiringly. “Prove it.”
“Yeah,” Sean chimed in, still looking like he was ready to run from the authority that my mom’s body represented. “Prove it.”
“Sure,” Brandon said, thumbing the device and turning to me. “Act like a chicken.”
I squatted on my heels as I tucked my hands into my sides and flapped my elbows up and down. “Bawk, bawk!” I cried, as I took a few unbalanced steps in a circle to the laughter of the three guys. “Bawk, bawk, baaawk!”
“Classic!” Sean said, wiping a tear from his eye.
“Ok,” Brandon said, “Stop. Stand up.”
I did so.
“Jump up and down.”
I started jumping in my high heels. Each jump sent my tits bouncing painfully and they nearly flopped out of the top of my dress. Sean and Travis looked on hungrily as Brandon leaned against the car and grinned.
“Okay. Stop.” Brandon finally said.
I stopped, massaging my aching breasts gently. This was humiliating. Worse than any of the torture they’d put me through at school. And there was more to come.
“Shiiiit,” Travis said, “That’s awesome. Can you make her do…other things?”
“Him, remember,” Brandon said, “That’s Douglas in there, controlling his mom’s body. And yeah…I’ve got complete control.”
“Can you make her…show us her tits?” Travis asked. I noticed there was a growing bulge in his pants.
“I can do better than that,” Brandon said. Once again he turned to me. “Sit on the picnic table and spread your legs.”
There was no point trying to fight the commands. I walked to the picnic table and spread my legs as ordered. The hem of my dress slid up, exposing my smooth thighs. My white panties were clearly visible, framed by the beautiful tan skin of my legs. I was trembling. Terrified about what Brandon would make me do to my mom’s body as the three crowded in around me.
“Smile.” Brandon ordered. “Flirt with my friends here.”
“Hey, boys,” I said sweetly, my face twisting into a pleasant smile. “You like what you see?”
Sean and Travis nodded.
I giggled coquettishly, hating myself. God, I sounded like such a tease. Except Brandon was here to make sure it wasn’t just teasing. “You guys are so cute. Oooh, I love your do-rag.”
I leaned over on the pretense of looking at the top of Travis’s head, in the meantime bringing my breasts right into his face. I took my time, shaking my top and letting my tits jiggle, giving him a good, long look. Eventually I sat back, leaning on my hands.
Travis leered at me, leaning so close I could smell his overpowering musk. One hand slid up my thigh, the thumb of his hand just grazing my still-sopping panties. I couldn’t wipe the pleasant smile off my face.
“I bet your pussy tastes delicious,” Travis practically moaned.
I giggled again, treating his vulgar comment as the best kind of compliment. “Do you want a taste?” I asked.
Shit. Shit. Shit.
He nodded, but Brandon had only ordered me to flirt, so I did nothing, hoping this would somehow be the end of it. But Brandon saw my hesitance, said “You want him to eat your pussy,” and that was the end of my resistance.
Travis slid my panties down my legs slowly as Sean looked on over his shoulder. They both reacted to my body as though unwrapping a gift. Travis’s calloused hands brushed across my sensitive skin as my mom’s soft body was slowly exposed and the cool air hit my pussy. Travis knelt on the bench in front of me and pushed his head in between my legs. A second later his wet, warm tongue lapped up against my slit.
Despite myself, he did feel good as he licked slowly. My body warmed delightfully and I could practically feel the lips of my pussy open for him as lust pulsed through my body. His breath was hot on my sensitive skin and when his tongue pulsed across the hood of my clit I moaned softly, unable to help myself. I bit my lip, trying to stop the delight from spilling out of me. Travis used his fingers to spread me wide and push his tongue farther inside, tasting me, lapping at my clit and sending spikes of heat burning through me.
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