Max laid in his bed at home, half awake from his latest romp with Peg. The monstrous milf never seemed to get enough of him, no matter what he did or how much “loving” he gave her, she’d always find a way to make him give her more. On her bed, in the hallways, in the bathroom, in the kitchen. It didn’t matter where or when. Over and over again.

Half of it was like a nightmare, the other half some dark perverted dream. One that he couldn’t wake up from. That’s what Max thought to himself as the months went by since that fateful night and following day.. 

The weeks following Max and Peg’s first night “together” she would always find some way to have him stick around her and molest him. Using Her, pistol or usually PJ just to get him over and have her way with him until she was satisfied for the night. The results obviously ended up as one would expect: Peg became pregnant and every time Max had sex with her, he couldn’t help but notice just how much bigger her belly had grown. She’d make him touch her belly, gently feeling the life they created under it. At least whenever she wasn’t lost in the moment and bouncing on him like a trampoline.

Every single day. Every single night. 

Max knew trying to get out of it was fruitless. Whenever the slightest thought crossed his mind, he would go back to that night. When Peg had him in the back of the car, fucking him as much as she wanted and his body not being able to stop or say no to the older woman. The smell of the perfume she wore that day. The kiss she stole from him that was supposed to go to Roxanne, his lost love. His body refused to let him forget that night no matter what. 

Who could he tell? 

His dad? No way. At worst, Goofy would chalk it up to Max just being a spry young man with some perverted, but natural dreams. He’d be far too understanding as dad to even believe him. Besides, if his dad found out the truth about one of his oldest friends, it’d break his heart. 

The police? Max knew that no matter what he'd say, Peg would probably just have it all swept under the bridge and it would make things worse for him. 

… PJ?

	“Ah man…”

Max turned to his side, covering his head with his pillow as he apologized to his best friend. Peg still loves her kids, no question about that. But whenever her perverted urges got the best of her and the kids were around, she’d find some way to act on them. 

Once when he and PJ were playing Master Blaster: King of the Gunganorts, she called him over for “help” cooking dinner. She made Max stand behind her, making him use that long dick to slide right into her with PJ just a glance away from catching them. Whenever Peg looked at her son, she looked like that wonderful mother figure Max knew all these years. Her warm smile, her kind yet abrasive attitude was all still there. But whenever she looked back at him, Max swears in his heart he could see the devil horns form on her head as she squeezed him nice and tight down her wet tunnel, pants and underwear pulled down while she used him as a meat dildo for her pregnant pussy.

Another time, she was daring enough to give him a blowjob right in front of both of them without them finding out. Right behind the picket fence, Peg choked herself silly while Max tried his best not to make a face while he and PJ talked and Pistol was being annoying. By the end, Max painted her throat white with the thick load before heading home.

… There was no escape.

Max couldn’t go to sleep no matter how hard he tried.  His mind would go to one nasty, degenerate memory after another. The more he closed his eyes, the more vivid they became. Replicating every smell, touch and perverted word that came out of her lips as she touched and fucked him….

In the end, Max found himself jerking off to the memory, unable to calm down the erection that refused to leave him alone. 

She’d poisoned him. And the poison only became worse as time went on. Seeping into his mind. Being reapplied by her devious, sexual fangs.

Eventually, Peg finally gave birth to her newest daughter and the cycle would soon begin anew...

	“You sure you’re gonna be fine without me around Max?” PJ said, chucking his bag into the back of his dad’s car. 
	“I’ve been looking forward to this camping trip for a while with my old scout troop but if you need me to-”

	“Naw… You don’t have to worry about me man, I'll be okay.” Max lied, not wanting to hurt his friends feelings or make him worry. He knee PJ wasn’t buying it but the chubby cat gave his canine best buddy a long hug. 

	“If it makes you feel any better, you’re the greatest guy in the world, you know that? Taking care of my mom and baby sister while I’m with scouts and my Pistol’s in ballerina camp.”

Ouch. Max could only force a smile to reassure his friend.

	“Take care buddy. Gaming all day Monday when you get back.”

Pete hollered something, causing the nervous son to hurry up and hop into the car, leaving Max alone on the sidewalk outside of PJ’s house. With Goofy gone to take care of something with his personal tax agent, he wasn’t going to be back until most likely late tonight. Max looked down to the ground, knowing exactly what’s to come.

Right on cue, Max felt his mistress’s arms coil around his arm, pulling him into a hug from behind. To anyone else, it only looked like a doting mother hugging her best friend’s child out of love. But this love was twisted. Dominating and greedy. If there weren’t neighbors around, Peg would have licked the side of his face and sunk her hands into his pants, pulling him into the house by his juicy cock.

	“Come back to the house Max~y.” She whispered into the boy’s ear, sending a shiver down his spine. 
	“There’s a lot we have to do today.”

Max wanted to run away but in the hands of the devil, the boy could only follow her back into the home that’s become his hell away from home. 

As early as it is, it meant Peg has him all to herself. Even with Maxine born, Max wasn’t going to be free from her grasp. As they came inside the humble home, Peg took her clothes off, stretching and flexing every inch of milf. Every little line of curve, every muscle and of course the baby weight she’d put on made her look more like a mother than she already did. Bigger tits, hips made for breeding and an ass that max had become intimately familiar with over time. 

	“I’m gonna go take care of Maxine. See you in a little bit Boo Bear~” Peg teased, blowing him a kiss that Max swears he could feel hit his cheek or even lips.  

Peg didn’t seem to mind him going to PJ’s room as she threw her clothes into the laundry basket. It wouldn’t have been the first time she and him had “fun” on his best friend’s bed. He always whispered an apology and even traded him a really rare Monster Man card as a sort of apology also. 

Tucked away in the room, Max felt a little safe. Getting up so early to send off his best buddy and so Goofy could send him over was far too exhausting. 

	‘His bed’s comfy…’ Max thought to himself as he snuggled his head into the pillow. His eyes fluttered, slowly falling shut as he dreamt about what they could do when they meet up again.

Just as sleep took him, Max felt something that made his neck shutter, eyes snap open and fear reach into his heart.

Peg had snuck into the room without him realizing and joined him in bed. She’d licked the back of his neck, reached under his shirt with one hand and her free hand fondled him down below. 

	“Mmm, thinkin’ about mama again, weren’t you?” she teased. 

	“N-no! I-” Peg shushed him, laughing as the boy did as ordered.

Peg wasted no time flipped Max onto his back, pulling his pants down, moving to face his half hard cock. She nuzzled the meat, still as madly in love with it as she was when she first saw it for the first time and every time after.

In a vain attempt to get away from her, Max jumped out of bed, trying to bolt out of the door. The milf practically teleported right in front of him, stepping forward and making the scared boy step back until he was right by the bed. She pushed him down, going for her favorite prize.

She licked it, savoring the delicious taste of her man. It made her tongue ache, kissing it over and over. More than she’d kissed Pete in the last couple of years alone. Max had to endure the loving kisses, trying not to make a face that said he liked it. He tried to stay neutral but the boy’s hormone’s and his body refused to let him sit still. He’d let out short gasps, attempting to cover them with his mouth with an embarrassed look on his face.. 

She seized his nuts, taking them into her mouth, each fat egg big enough to fill her cheeks and then some. Max hated how much he loved it. He had to grit his teeth, pull on his ears and try to think of something else to stop himself from enjoying it. The way her tongue moves around, the hot mix of his cock being left alone to swing and dance while she looks up at him with a knowing smug look in her eyes. 

After touroting him for a few more minutes, Peg switched to sitting in his lap, impaling herself down to the root with his fat member filling her up. Nice and snug. Without saying anything, Peg  got to work, bouncing on Max like a trampoline. PJ’s bed did its job well holding the two of them up, even as Peg was using every muscle to try and break the damn thing.

She slowly started to laugh. 

Pinning him down, she did all the work, going up and down. Her laughs echoed into the back of Max’s head as she kept going. That all too familiar look of domination on her face as she used him like a living dildo. Between her laughs, it’d trickle down to a cackle and then back to a twisted laugh of sorts as she got into motion. With him pinned down, she’d grab his head and pull him nice and close, burying him into her tits. Unlike the times before, she didn’t force him to suck on her milk makers to relieve the stress. Thanks to their daughter…

Their daughter…

Max’s mind went to a safe place. One where they’re much happier. Him and Peg love each other. Their daughter has a little sister already and the two of them are a loving couple.

It was nice. Max could feel himself there. How comfortable and happy things were between them. So warm… Soft… 

His dream faded to nothingness as Peg came down, hilting him and grinding on top so the tip of his thick dick kissed her womb just the way she likes. Max felt himself gasp for air as he arched his back, pushing up against her and pumping Peg full of that Goofy spunk she’s developed a crippling addiction to. The boy’s potent load never seemed to end as he kept firing shot after shot of the thick juices right where Peg demands it belongs. Whatever unfortunate sons and daughters spilled out stained PJ’s bed, defiling it for the hundredth or so time in the last year alone.

Once she was done, without even letting Max take a breath, Peg lifted herself off, catching what dripped down her chubby thighs with her finger and licking them clean, nice and loud as she looked back at the stunned and drained stud laying on her boy's bed. 

Still stunned, Max’s moment isn't over yet as she finishes him off with a deep, tongue wrapping kiss. Every single time she gives him a kiss like this, it feels like the same one she gave him in the car over a year ago. His head starts spinning. His mind feels as cloudy as it did the first time they kissed. His mind can’t stop going back to those moments, replaying them over and over. During this hot and heavy kiss, Peg caused whatever cum still inside his shaft to bubble out, blasting off one last time for now, hitting her thigh and staining the floor. 

As she parted, she kissed him again, this time on the forehead before leaving the boy alone with his thoughts. 

His body ached for that woman’s touch. But the kiss on the forehead really messed with his mind. He couldn't stop thinking about the times she’d do that to him. Treating him with tender love and care. How long has it been since she just treated him like that…?

Looking at the clock in the room, it read 8:32 A.M. 

The day was far from even starting, let alone over.

After cleaning himself up, Max didn’t know what to expect for the rest of the day. Peg would simply strut around the house doing what she would do daily. Instead of going off to work normally, she had any clients she already had lined up to call her work and work would give her the number to call.

She acted as if everything was as natural as could be. She’d sit on the couch with the phone in one hand and their love child in the other, nursing her. When Max held Maxine in his arms, part of him felt proud for already being a dad. Was it pride? He didn’t know or care. Just looking at his red haired angel, he felt a sort of peace with her. Even if no one would ever know he was the father, he took in some comfort in that.

Around noon, she motioned for Max to sit by her while she was on the phone talking about work. Instead of just watching whatever show she wanted, she casually pulled his cock out of his pants with one hand and played with him in the middle of her work talk. She wasn’t even looking at him as she stroked him to full size in no time. 

	“Yeah so I can tell you that you’re gettin the best deal in this! Yeaaaah, yeahhh! If you don’t believe me, you’re more than welcome to go around town to prove me wrong.” Peg pulled him all the way down, making sure his foreskin revealed the cherry pink tip aching at her touch. While he was throbbing painfully in her hands, she released him, moving her fingers to his balls, playing with them as she didn’t miss a beat in her discussion. 

	‘Is this all she sees me as? This toy? Not even looking at me now…?’ With a dumbfounded look on his face, Max felt something rise up inside him. 

He wanted… Something.

As her voice faded into the background and she kept playing with his cock, she didn’t notice the look of growing anger on the boy's face. Something boiled inside, turning the sweet Max’s adorable goofy face into one of twisted anger. But Peg didn’t notice at all.

Max didn’t even notice she’d stopped. His head hung over the couch, he turned to see her in the kitchen. Her naked body is on display for his eyes only. She turned to look at the mind-broken boy’s face. A knowing grin grew on her before she laughed and went back to doing last night's dishes.

As she turned around, Max suddenly came up behind her. Roughly pushing her down so her tits were in the dish water and in no light terms, started fucking her as hard as he could. His hips worked in every last drop of anger and frustration he could muster. Months upon months of being used. Forced to be a dad before he was ever ready. Having his virginity stolen along with his first kiss. 

The water splashed around the kitchen as the young goof gave it all he could. Her face against the window, he couldn’t see her face but it must have been something he needed: Her broken, pleased face as he used her this time around. Max made her ass shake and jiggle over and over, daring to even grab her shoulders and work his hips harder just to drive it home. The noises she made were akin to wild animals. Just a sex starved animal.

	“TAKE IT ALL!!” He screamed. 

In a flash, Max dumped a hot load into her still sticky tunnel. Looking down, Max wasn’t just proud. He was elated to see his cum seep out of her. But he wasn't done yet. It might have just been the heat of the moment but he went right back in, still as hard as before. As he kept going, he looked up at her, expecting to see tears of regret.

Instead, Max saw the same visage that left his blood cold all those months ago. 

Peg smiling, those devil horns on her head and proudly taking every last thrust Max could give her. She sneered as she looked at her shocked boytoy, unable to accept that she’s enjoying what he’s doing to her. No matter how much he stuffed into her cunt, Peg took it. 

And she giggled.

Instead of her degraned laughs, she giggled like a little school girl. 

	‘No… No no no no no….!!’ 

His thrusts became harder, pushing and pressing as deep as he could into her all at once. It was like his body had been aching and he didn’t realize it until now. Peg turned herself around and just smiled at Max as he kept trying to dominate her. Some part of him just wanted to have some control over her, even a little. But the more he kept thrusting, the more Max felt like he was a toy. Peg looked almost amused at his antics. She loved watching the poor boy try and own her. But years as a house wife who took little to no shit from her previous husband made her a wall that the teenage Max couldn’t hope to take over.

Peg just continued to laugh and smile at him as he came again, feeling the same hot surge from his ever constantly producing balls. She licked her lips as he trembled, emptying  all he could while her pussy clamped down on him as hard as she could. By the time it was over, he looked so defeated and lost. 

	“God, I could just eat you up.” she knew the words stung him. But feeling him attack and try to fuck her silly was something she didn’t know she needed. She knew Max probably didn’t notice but the act did give her one nice orgasm that she wasn’t expecting. 

As she stood up, she seemed to tower over the boy. He looked up at her, seeing her big tits obscuring his view before locking eyes with her. 

	“How about we make a bet and play a game, Maxy bear?”

The sex hungry milf pulled him to the couch, ordering him to stand right in front of it until she came back from her bedroom. Four agonizing minutes later, she came back, wearing her favorite “bitch” makeup as she called it: her favorite green eyeliner, dark cherry red lipstick that screamed lust and a cute fake piercing she’d wear on one of her nipples. 

Surprising Max more than anything however is what's written on her belly in marker. It simply read:

“Property of Max Goof!” With a little heart under it, circling her belly button.

Before Max could ask what's going on, Peg sat down in front of him, producing a bottle the size of her hand that she’d hidden behind her.

	“Here’s the deal Max. If you can go 5 hours without having sex with me for the rest of the day, you’ll be free. No more big mean Peg. No more forced sex. No more, period.”

	“R-really?”

At this, Peg couldn’t hide the devilish smile that she’s only been able to show and share with Max. He knew she wasn’t going to let him off easy with something simple. The teenage father just had to steal himself for whatever trickery she was going for.

	“You see Max, this bottle in my hand is something I tried to use on Pete. Sometimes he just couldn’t get it up for me. But this potion is supposed to fix any issues like that. Thanks to this, we got Pistol, the sweet thing.” She rubbed the bottle across her cheek, just to show how precious it is to her and what she’s going to do with it. 
	“Instead of ingesting it, I apply it across your skin. The things it’ll make you feel. The way it’ll make you think… You could knock up a hundred women easily, stud. My challenge for you: You have to hold back until Seven-o’-clock and not cum inside me. Of course, if you can hold off for that long, you win. But if you can’t…” Peg simply giggled at what the consequences could be for Max. 

Max tightened his fists. Knowing what's at steak here, he wasn’t going to give up or give in, in this case that easily. Max took a deep sigh as he looked down at the kitty brood mother eager to be with her number one stud.

	“Okay, you got a deal!” he barked, showing a fair bit of backbone in his response. Peg leaned back, feigning shock at his response, clear excitement on her face. 

	“Good boy!” With the deal set, Peg began her sexual assault.

She popped open the bottle with one hand and held up Max’s cock with the other. She started applying the strange, pinkish purple liquid all over Max’s currently limp meat, gingerly applying the substance all across the surface. Not too fast or too slow. She made sure only to apply what she needed and to cover as much of his body as possible but mostly his erogenous zones. It felt cold but strangely warm to the touch at the same time. In most other circumstances, it might have actually felt nice. Almost relaxing. Once she was done, with her penis, she forced on his balls, Again, the same thing, cool yet warm but nonetheless, nice.

She stood up to apply some to his chest. Then the back of his neck. Then to his shoulders, back and hips. She used the whole bottle until it was empty and Max felt the tuff on his fur but it quickly disappeared, as if it was never there in the first place.

	“And now… We begin.”

*Three hours later…

Max didn’t know what the hell he was getting into.

Max didn’t expect anything too strong. In the first hour, it didn’t do much. It just left him with a faint but constantly present warm sensation. Nothing major. Even with his clothes on, he could feel it but nothing too bad. Throughout the day, Peg just walked around him, naked and showing off the goods to tempt him into doing something but the Goof didn’t respond. He just raised his nose and looked away, trying to annoy her but this only made her laugh and wish him luck. He played PJ’s video games, helped take care of Maxine every now and then, even rocking her to sleep. It wasn’t too bad.

Then the second hour hit. 

Max’s breathing became more labored. At first it was subtle but it became more noticeable. The heat from before was rising up, becoming harde rto ignore. Max stayed in the living room, trying to focus on the TV and watch some cartoons to take his mind off of everything. But it was like the TV itself was warping the more he tried to pay attention to it. The heat became stronger. Soon it was like he was melting inside of his own clothes. It was starting to drive him nuts. 

Laying in bed, going outside for air, trying to sleep: all of it was impossible as the heat would just keep him awake and constantly thinking. His mind would always go back to Peg and how she used him. The way she’d hold him. She’d kiss him, how she’d use every means to fuck him wild and try to knock her up again and again, aand eveen fucking him while pregnant. The way her tits blew up from all the milk. How her ass jiggled and shook when out of her pants. 

Max couldn’t take it anymore. 

He stripped his clothes off, sat on the couch and used his hand to try and get himself off. He smiled, thinking he had her beat. She didn’t say he couldn’t get himself off! Peg looked at him bemused, acknowledging just how surprised she was at the act. 

Max swore that he was going to win this, no matter what. Just to tease her, Max let go of his cock, making it swing back and forth in a teasing manner. Peg looked at it, biting her lip as she wanted a taste but couldn’t do anything about it. Now Max better understood why she loved teasing him so much. Watching her eyes get all needy and zeroing in on his privates was almost impossible to not enjoy. The feeling of being wanted by someone so sexy.

Sexy…?

	“...Why did I think that?” He asked himself, a little more than shocked at the sudden thought to come out of his head. Yeah, she’s really hot. And when she does smile at him in a genuine way, she’s honestly really cute. So cute and gentle and warm, like a mom…. 

Max continued his introspection, unaware that Peg ws looking at him, a beaming grin on her face that said she knew exactly what was going on in his head. She knew the protion's effects were far stronger than anything POete could reasonably handle. But Max? She knew his strong, young body would take o it well. And the results spoke for themselves.

By the third hour, Max looked like he was ready to lose control.

He’d torn his clothes off, sat on the couch and was left panting like he’d just ran a marathon. He barely tried to move. Any sensation, even just the air across his bare fur was enough to make him think of sex. His mind just never stopped focusing on sex. All the times he had it, all the times Peg came to him, bouncing on his lap, calling him all sorts of nicknames or just being silent as she rode him like a good cowgirl. It was maddening. Gritting his teeth, he tried to lay down but that just made him focus more on Peg riding him cowgirl style. The way she’d sneak over their house late at night and gobble him down like he’s a push pop.

	“Come on…! Stop thinking about that!” He ordered himself.

Max’s mind became muddied with not one but multiple visions of what he and Peg would do. His heart raced, his pulse grew stronger and no matter what it wasn’t calming down. Masturabing didn’t even help.

When he thought he could get off and let his mind relax, no matter what he did, it just never seemed to be enough to satisfy him. One hand, two hands, humping stuff; it all did nothing.

Max was starting to panic. What was in that potion? Was he going to be stuck like this? What was it going to take to make him stop? 

Every thought that crossed his mind just pointed him to only one option. 

Throughout all this, Peg watched her fine stud struggle with himself as he tried to resist temptation. 

	‘Look at him… He looks so damn cute just trying to resist it all. God, look at that fucking thing throb!’ WIth one hand on her cheek, she leaned on the edge of the door frame she watched him from. Her eyes focused on his struggling body. ‘I want him so bad… But I need him to come to me before the fun begins.’

She knew it wouldn’t be long now.

Just a little bit more time.

Time Remaining: Fifty-Four Minutes

Max was losing it.

The poor boy was on the ground, pracly growing as he looked on  at an amused Peg Pete. She sat down in front of him, cross legged, head propped up by her hand as she watched the boy fight his instincts.

What she negleteced to tell Max was that the option increased the male sex drive relative to the amount that coveres the body. With it covering so much of his body, he lost before he knew it. The chemicals seeped into his body, flooding his mind with sexual desires that needed a womans touch. She knew it was effective but it had quite the effect on him. 

His thick cock looked like it gained at least three inches in length and girth, easily. Filled with so much excited blood with the desire to breed her. It rafianted everything she sees in Max: Pure, undiluted, innocent male. She loved seeing him struggle, trying to hold back. He furiously masturbated but nothing dared to come out. His balls felt like they were on fire from the inside and nothing he did could help them calm down.

	“Well Max? Can you handle twenty-two more minutes? Can you handle it all? If it’s too much for you…” Peg spread her legs, pulling her lips apart as an invitation. 
“I can take away that nasty feeling you’ve been holding back on. Come on baby… Take what's yours and feel better!”

Max managed to stand up, giving Peg a better view of his extended length. Now it was her turn to be drooling. He was nearly a foot in length now! Veins crawled all along the sides, the tip flared out into a delicious looking mushroom and took on a hot dark pink color. She didn’t even need to see how big and juicy his balls had become to know they were as plump as ripe oranges. 

Ma looked like a wild animal right now. No way to satisfy his desires unless he went with her. 

From her perspective, Max looked like an actual monster. Fully naked, his thick baseball bat looming over her, a pained yet frustrated expression on his face. Any other woman would have run. Peg wanted this beast to mess her up. His breathing grew heavy. His eyes focused on every part of her body. He clenched his teeth as hard as possible, so much Peg thought he might chip a tooth.

She stood up and cooly began heading towards their bedroom. Making a show of it by the way she shook her hips and making her naked ass bounce just a little harder. 

	“Come to bed if you want, Maxy” She whispered before disappearing from the corner of the door. 

That was the straw to break the camel's back.

Max wasn’t in his right state of mind  anymore. He just wanted to have sex. He wanted to breed. He needed to fuck\ this woman who’s had him around her finger for months now.

Max followed her into the room….

	“OH GOD MAX!”

Peg didn’t know what to expect when she played with the young goof’s mind and body. The moment she got onto the bed, Max was right behind her and found his way right into her pussy, not even giving her time to get used to the newly formed size. He grabbed her hips and plunged himself as deep as he could, knocking the wind out of her and leaving her trembling for the first time. Her pussy wasn’t ready for the nearly foot long spear, stretching to the limit to take it all down to the root. 

Max looked like a demon possessed as he gripped her hips and roughed her up. His hips smashed into her juicy, fat ass harder than ever. The sounds of their plaping sounded rough to put it lightly. Hot wet skin to skin action followed by deep grunts and high pitched gasps from the two of them. Unable to hold herself up, Peg's arms went limp as she played with her chest, wanting to feel as much pleasure as possible as Max used her body like a piece of fuckmeat. 

Max couldn’t stop himself. While he was busy satisfying his urges, the rational part of him tried to stop but it was no use. Whenever he pulled back, His hips would lunge forward, slamming balls deep into Peg and knocking the wind out of her in the process. Every thrust made him lose his mind. Thrust after thrust, clean after clench, Max wasn’t even sure he was in control of his own body anymore.

	“Fuck me harder big daddy! Make me a mommy again! Oh fuck you’r bi-Mmmmm!!” She yelled between breaths. She wasn’t even able to form coherent words, just mutter, gimbal and moan but when she could speak, she’d say all sorts of obscene things to him. Max… Liked it. He likes hearing his name being called out. The way she sounded so sincere as he rearranged her guts with his monster cock. Hoa hrd she grabbed her bed sheets, trying to relieve the sexual fruztation. 
	“F-M-my womb’s throbbing! Put another b-ba-ba-bay in me! Oh sh-!” He could feel her clenching and cumming around him. He wasn’t keeping track but knew Peg was having the time of her life. SHe looked back at him, that deranged devilish grin on her face was twisted into a submissive, almost begging look in her eyes, eager to feel that thick, young seed swim into her womb and mark her as his, just as written on her belly.  

Max slowly felt his desires to leave disappear. The mere thought of not having access to her juicy, milf pussy drove his body to hurry up and knock her up. Missing another chance like this was almost like death. Max tried to rationalize these thoughts as just the potion fucking with his head but it was getting hardr and harder.

He flipped her onto her back, grabbed her legs and plunged her through, hard. Now face to face, he could see the delighted and happy look on her face. The smile, the satisfaction and sweat that covered her body…

Pushing her down, Max kissed her tits, tasting the sweet milk in them over and over as he swirled his hips, striking all of Peg’s untouched zones. She looked embarrassed, trying to hide her voice from waking up her baby girl but the woman inside her was eager to feel more. A honry Max was a dangerous thing, she learned as the new angle plunged her pussy and hit places she’d forgotten she had. 

	“”Max…! Ohghhh fuck, Max!” She couldn’t even find the words.  Her heart felt ready to jump out of her chest as the young gGoof moved from her tits to her lips, giving her a taste of her own medicine. The faint flavors of milk on Max’s lips felt and tasted better than she could have imagined. The young studd’s hips didn’t give out as he rode her hard and deep. 

	‘DON’T CUM! DON’ CUM! DON’T CUM!!’ He ordered his body, unable to stop himself. The clock was still going on. He had maybe ten or so minutes left before his fate could be sealed. 

With Peg’s legs spread and pushed against her, The way she’s locked around him and the intimate, deep kiss between the animalistic thrusts and grunts, it was just a matter of time. 

And Peg wasn’t going to let her wild stud go so easily.

She wrapped her legs around his hips, pulling him close and helping his beastly side enjoy the kiss more. Swirling her tongue all around his, making him taste her lips as he eagerly kept pounding her with short, womb striking thrusts. Her eyes glazed over while Max’s eyes looked like he was a thousand years away. 

Not even Peg could stop him as he got further on top of the bed, pinning her down and bouncing on her in a nice tight matting press. Here, Peg could look down and see her man’s big, black, long fuck stick slide in and out of her pussy, feeling every last inch, vain and throbbing sensation along it. Her climaxes felt like they got stronger from simply watching it all happen. Her breath caught in her throat, all she could do was mutter his name over and over, egging him on to continue.. 

Max knew he only had a few more minutes to freedom… But he couldn’t care any more. All his rational thoughts…. All of it had died as he felt the incoming climax approaching. All his mind could think about was how badly he needed to knock her up. To breed her tight, hot pussy again and fill her to the absolute brim. His heartbeat felt so strong as it pumped blood to every part of his body that needed it more than his brain. 

Looking into her eyes, she knew she won before time was even up. Pinned down, pounded and taken by her favorite stud, pussy stretched to the limit as her brains barely held together, too lost in the moment to properly form a good thought. All she needed to keep in her head was that she won.

Max could feel his incoming doom. His balls tightened up, his balls felt like they suddenly weighted ten to twenty times more than they normally should. He looked like he’d lost the ability to think, only reduced to a jumping, big dick male with one goal in mind. His face buried into her tits  as he struck her eager baby room over and over again. 

	‘...d….Do……..Don……’

The voice of reason inside of Max’s head fade and disappear into nothing. All he could do was act on instinct. 

With renewed vigor and desire, Max humped the feline milf like it was the last thing he could do aive. Peg looked up at her beastly lover, smiling and gave him the most innocent smile she had ever since their first night together.

	“I love you Max.”

The time bomb had finally gone off. Max and Peg both let out deep, booming moans and grunts as They shared their climaxes together. Peg’s eyes went hazy as she felt the thunderous booms go off inside her body. She could feel the boiling hot seed pumping into her with every throb, hard and fast enough to feel her womb being pumped and drenched in the thick seed, lovingly settling inside of her as Max kept going. 

He stopped moving, only sinking balls deep into her pussy and holding himself down to the root as he kept firing off as many hot strands of cum as possible. 

The once shy boy snarled in her ear, signaling to her that he owns her. From the tip of her toes down to the last egg in her eager body ready to be ravaged by his onslaught of healthy Goofy’s in the making. Peg responded by kissing the broken stud, over and over as he kept still nice and deep inside her. Unlike before where his new size was too much for her to handle, she quickly got used to it, enjoying the intense pressure inside her as the horny young dog bred her like a good and proper bitch.

	“I love you… I love you so much. I love you. I love you.” She whispered, hugging him nice and tight as he kept filling her with all he could. Neither of them realized or cared that the opaque cream had long since spilled out of her, creating a sticky mess between them. She licked his neck, continuing to kiss him as much as she could while basking in the afterglow of their long needed session.

Not once in her life before now has she ever felt so taken. Like a woman or desired like she has today. A climax so brutal and intense and it was the one to seal the fate of her beloved boy-toy turned husband. 

Max felt so out of it. Dreams and reality seemed to blend together. He wasn’t even sure why he was doing all this in the first place. The heat that had been building up inside him seemed to just linger. Still present but not as intense as it was before. His head felt fuzzy. Thoughts scattered to all corners of his head. 

He felt good.

He felt warm and comforted. 

A hand on his head, gently ruffling him as he found himself trying not to fall to sleep. 

As he raised his head up, he came eye to eye with the woman who’d caused him nothing but terror and stress. The one who took his virginity, first kiss and his experiences as a father. She took so much for him.

But for the life of him, he couldn’t remember why he was even angry with her at all. 

She made him feel things he’d likely never see in a long time. She’d made him a man. She’d made him feel wanted and loved by a woman.

	“Peg…” He muttered in his daze.

	“My Maxy…” She replied back, licking his cheek before pulling him into another deep, sensual kiss between them. 

With his fate sealed, Max had given into his desires. Nothing left to take or lose. Just be happy and enjoy the pleasures of life given to him by his wife.

Everything Peg could have ever asked for and more.

Epilogue

It had been a couple of weeks since that fateful day.

One the surface, Peg and Max seemed so close. She’d hug him, kiss him on the cheek like he was her own child, showering him with the same kind of love and care she did for her own children. And he’d always offer to help her take care of Maxine, acting like another big brother for the little red headed kitten.

But whenever the two of them were alone, she transformed into a devil of lust and desires and Max became her faithful breeding beast. He gave into carnal desires. Collared to her, he couldn’t get enough of it. 

She’d broken him in well and used him to the best. Not like some tool but out of a twisted sense of love. 

Eventually, their romance gave way for another life to come into the world.

	“Mmmmm… Look at how far along you’ve both come.” Peg sighed happily as she felt her belly while Max slid into her depths, a weary yet content smile on his face. 
	“Eager to meet your daughter in my womb aren’t you, my big handsome stud?”

The two of them in bed once again, this time with Peg laying on her back, looking down at her eight month long pregnant belly. Max between her legs, he looked down at her with a smile that looked both relaxed and conscious. He was so worried about harming her but she told him not to hold back and go into her like he did before.

	“I’ll wait forever if I have to…” Max replied, happy to just have the chance to be with his wife again. Her plump, pregnant pussy felt like heaven after having to wait so long for her stable period to end. 

	“That’s my good boy. Let's keep having a big family. Forever and ever and ever…”

Peg closed her eyes as she felt that hot rush of love juices from her stud flow into me once again. She felt so warm and loved as her one and only stallion bred her and planned on breeding her again and again from now on. His desire to leave long since vanished, she looked forward to making more Goff’s with her young lover. 

Broken to perfection.

END