Brewed
Written & edited by Amnoartist
Chapter 10: New Additions
Cassandra grunted with strain as she hauled the bags into the house from her car. Each bag had to weigh equal her own mass, and given there were four bags, the full weight was more than a struggle for her. It wouldn’t have been such a problem for her, if it was all for weight training to gain some more natural mass from the tea she consumed, but it wasn’t. Instead, each bag was filled to the absolute brim with food for Cordelia, who was nowhere to be seen.
The last she checked, Cassandra saw her mother doing press-up after press-up with Adam atop her, barely breaking a sweat, muscles bulging and popping out like they were quite literally close to doing just that. Now though, the behemoth woman was nowhere in sight. Perhaps that was a Godsend for Cassandra’s benefit, because ever since her mother was transformed, she was treating her daughter like a slave of sorts, constantly being tasked with bringing more food to sustain her energy levels.
“Good, I can finally get a moment to myself.” Cassandra sat on the crumpled remains of the couch that had Cordelia’s vast imprint pressed into the leather. Cassandra was almost like a child in comparison to size. Sweat gently trickled down her brow as she switched the TV to the news. There was nothing particularly shocking or interesting to report – just a slight increase in food prices.
A sigh of relief escaped Cassandra’s lips as she slipped out of her shoes, feeling her cannonball calves bulge with the motion; veins throbbing and prominent as a result of her arduous day from walking here and there, with this much weight on her back to bear her down, finally coming to an end – hopefully.
And then she heard it – the moan of pleasure from upstairs. It wasn’t noisy, yet loud enough to hear whose call of sensuality it was - her mother’s. Cassandra rubbed her temple with frustration as she knew this was a sign that her day was far from over. With aching feet she rose from the couch and headed upstairs, bracing herself for whatever occurred there.
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Cordelia feigned a wince as her steely, inhumanly muscular ass was reamed by one of the SWAT officers who arrived earlier in the day, standing naked over the bed’s edge, sweat trickling down his full body that was red from exertion.
As this occurred, Cordelia, knelt down on the broken bed greedily sucking Adam’s cock whilst massaging another officer’s with her ballooned, door-wide bicep. She moaned between the sucks, making sure to be extra sloppy when at the tip of Adam’s cock.
Each slap from the officer’s balls as it continuously pummelled Cordelia’s massive ass only seemed to make it more muscular, which in turn only made the officer harder and more eager. He could feel his need to come build, but now knew from experience not to let Cordelia know this and resist the urge as best he could.
While his cock was being sucked, Adam made an attempt at fondling Cordelia’s equally massive tits. She eagerly welcomed his intentions, grabbing a hand and bearing down on it to squeeze the round fleshy instrument of carnality bolstered by a protruding nipple.
“How’re these for tits, eh, sweetie?” she cooed before flexing her chest so that her pecs mashed together like the opposing ends of a workshop vice, grinding together the muscles underneath.
The officer pummelling Cordelia finally gave into his building load at her teasing, releasing his come into the old woman’s ass, watching it seep out like melting ice cream. She turned to him with a smile.
“Sorry” he said, worried what just occurred was the wrong thing to do.
“Don’t be, darling” Cordelia returned, before pulling in to give him a French kiss of unmatchable class. “You’ve just given me more protein” she added, feeling the cum still dripping from her and stain the bedsheets.
The kiss that took place was so out-of-this-world for the officer that he honestly though no-one else could ever hope to beat it. He licked his lips as a surprising cherry-flavoured aftertaste met them.
At that moment, Cassandra entered the room and froze on the spot at the racy spectacle occurring before her. It went without saying her mother outsized even the Hulk without even trying, and there she was, casually blowing a guy at least eighty years her junior, come oozing from the cheeks of her ass and trickling down her bicep as the second officer finally release in unison with Cassandra’s arrival.
“I...I don’t really have to ask what’s going on here, do I?” she asked rhetorically, listening to the faps of Adam’s cock was the strokes continued and thick slaps as the officer tacking Cordelia from behind not only got hard again, but more so than before. And this was all before he even used the ta-infused Viagra!
“We were wondering when you’d join in” Cordelia said with a smile. “I think Adam’s almost done here, for the fourth time, so another woman might spice things up enough for him to go another couple of rounds.”
Adam grinned lewdly at Cordelia’s suggestion, looking down at her bulging, cum-filled gut that shifted as she moved. “You won’t get any complaints from me. I could do this all day!”
Cordelia laughed cheerfully. “There’s a good boy! You’ve just earned yourself a little visit tonight.” She kissed him hard on the lips, her wrinkled cheeks drawing in with the motion, sealing the deal.
Adam found himself getting instantly hard again at the prospect of the night’s later engagement, but acted upon his erection by offering it to Cordelia to stroke again, which she did – deliberately at a snail’s pace. As this happened, the eager teen looked down at the older woman’s pussy, watching its inner muscles pulse eagerly with constant anticipation, pushing to the surface of her skin.
Cassandra rendered speechless by her mother’s idea, rooted to the spot. “I-I don’t think I could possibly match up to you for that sort of thing, Mum.”
Cordelia laughed heartily as she casually flicked Adam’s cock with her thumb, watching it bob back and forth like a puppet. “Don’t worry sweetie, I don’t expect you to. There’s no chance you’ll be able to match up to me now. No-one can.” She grunted as the SWAT officer from the rear filled her up again. Her stomach gurgled loudly as the supernaturally dense load filled her to the brim, causing her gut to ultimately caress the bed. She turned to face him. “See if you can go again, babe.”
He nodded, before thrusting again.
Cassandra didn’t know whether to look away in disgust or fear of being turned on herself. At any rate, she turned her attention to the window and looked out to the street.
The smell of Cordelia’s cum-scented breath filled Adam’s nostrils as he shifted from her continued jerking him off, making sure a gentle finger stroked his shaft and hanged over the thickest vein there was at that moment.
The officer whose cock was being massaged between Cordelia’s arm let out a gentle wail of lust as he came for the fourth time, spraying his load over her bicep. Before long, he jerked forward before passing out on the bed.
“Pfft. Pussy” Cordelia complained, before shoving him off the bed, allowing her, Adam and the other officer more room.
“I got the stuff you wanted” Cassandra cut in, hoping what she said would put an end to the awkwardness at hand.
“Oh good” her mother returned, massaging the newly dispensed load into her arm, giving it an almost shiny, bronzed look, like varnished wood. “I’ll need you to go back out again, one last time.”
Cassandra groaned in complaint. What could her mother possibly need now? She had enough food to keep going for another month!
Cordelia motioned for Adam and the officer to stop, before she shifted up onto her feet with a smile, proudly boasting her abs and cum-filled gut, patting it gently. “I’ll need you to get some nappies.”
“What, for your ass? I should think so” Cassandra jibed.
Cordelia laughed it off, looking at her comparably diminutive daughter with a smile as she continued stroking her gut. “No, for…” she grunted as the full weight of her gut shifted, gurgling and writhing as it stretched out with growth. “…your sister.”
And that’s when it hit Cassandra – like a brick to the face. “You’re-”
“Pregnant” Adam cut in.
“How is that even possible? You only just grew muscles four hours ago!” Cassandra’s head was reeling with everything that was going on: the rampant, graphic sex and her mother’s seemingly endless need for it, for one thing.
“Let’s just say I’m eager” she replied, twisting her hand round to jerk both Adam and the officer off as she stood, feeling their respective loads seep between her fingers and down her thick, bulging forearms. “As are these lil’ champs.”
“Who’s the father?” Cassandra was asking all the right questions, but maybe not at the right time. She stood there expecting an appropriate answer, but instead was forced to watch her mother quicken her jerking pace.
“What does it matter, sweetie? I mean, judging by how often I’ve had hardcore sex in the past four hours alone, it wasn’t a question of if. It was a matter of when - it was going to happen eventually.” Cordelia turned to Adam with an almost motherly grin. “Why don’t you go clean yourself up and rest for a bit? I’ll see you tonight.” She slapped his ass hard as he passed, the officer following behind.
“Uh, not you” she continued, before pointing to her bulging, growing pussy muscles. “Get down and lick.”
The officer complied, crawling on all-fours from the door like a dog, until he reached Cordelia and started licking. As this occurred, Cordelia continued her conversation with Cassandra normally, as though she was unphased by the officer’s act.
“Don’t you want another sister?” she asked with folded arms, her eyebrow raised as if to indicate concern.
Cassandra didn’t know how best to respond. The fact she was due to have a baby sister was crazy enough without the fact her mother was old enough to be wheelchair-bound. And yet, there she was – strong enough to lift a fully-grown bull with one hand.
Her stomach shifted as she waited for a response of her own, using a hand to shove the officer’s face further into her shaven pussy.
“Now go get those nappies like the good little daughter you are” Cordelia added sharply. “I need to eat for two.”
Cassandra groaned in defeat as she trudged to the door, her ears invaded by her mother’s return to pleasurable moans.
“Now…you ready to take me again?” she asked, pulling the officer’s head up.