So this a story I am writing for the hell of it.
Tags right uh let's see.
Incest, Ageplay, Bestiality, Bondage, Rape. Not sure what else I might be adding.
Chapter 1:
“I’m so sorry for your loss.”
Those words were probably the most annoying six word I ever would hear. It was a funeral, I got it, I understood but couldn’t they just have kept their fucking mouths shut. Surprisingly my dad dying was not the worst part. His health had been declining as it was and I was prepared for it. We even had a plan, if worse came to worse, I would live with my friend to finish high school. His mom had already cleaned out a room for me, just in case. I thought would be able to make do, I already had acted like a second son. Sadly, that was not going to happen. No, instead the law had to take over and my actual mother had to start acting like a mom.
“Its alright, it would just be a year or so, so he can finish high school.” Janice would say. Thank you.
“No no, he is my son, he should be with family” That was my mom’s response. I saw her once when I was seven. But haven’t seen her since, it was short reunion as well. Her grandfather had passed away leaving her his ranch. Something about too many greedy hands trying t get his fortune, so, he made sure he did everything by the books and left everything to my mom. The only catch was she could not sell the ranch, if she did her money and fortune would be divvied up between the rest of eth family. My father refused to move. He made enough money for us to live off of, and he felt that selling the ranch may have been best. Let some country boy buy it and actually use it. That argument happened when I was four, but I still remember it.
“His marks are great; I just feel uprooting his life would be detrimental to his academics.” I really did adore Janice, single mom who barely made ends meet. She was young too, a true milf. But she was also my best friend’s mom, so I usually kept that thought in the back of my mind. I never really expected to get to the point of getting in bed with her. She treated me like a son.
“Once again, I understand, but I am his mother and I should be looking after him.”
Where in the hell was that motherly support growing up? No, you were just a woman trying to ruin my life. It sucked being Seventeen. I didn’t care about a ranch, hell I didn’t care about horses or pigs or whatever the fuck they had on said ranch. I was a city boy, aside from the park I barely ever saw grass. But instead, I was going to be uprooted and moving to my great grandfather’s ranch. My life really could not get worse.
“How about just letting him finish school”
“How about you let me do what is best for my son”
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