A Doll's Breakfast

Neil had felt invigorated and his Daughter-in-Law had felt degraded. Perfect.

Driving her home yesterday after his little piglet had left them, Neil watched the woman who'd carried two of his children while married to his son and willed her to return to the car.

As it turned out, Hayley had felt the same way. At her front door, the married woman thought about how empty she felt when with her huaband. She thought about Neil's piglet, whoever she was. With her fake blonde hair and massive surgically crafted curves, curves that had made the older woman seriously consider dropping her fake respectability and become a plastic fuckdoll.

She had considered it. And she had decided...

Neil watched as Hayley had turned away from the door, dropped her house key, stripped until she was naked, removed her wedding ring, and walked back to his car.

He'd not stopped fucking her since.

There was a rustle at his door and he looked at the slightly oversized dog-door he'd fitted. Outside it was labelled as being a "Slut Door", and sure enough, it was his piglet wiggling through.

A naked and hungry Lara Croft entered to see her wonderful Grandpa pounding a tasty looking slutbunny.

Hayley was happy to see Lara too. While Lara started licking Neil's large nutsack, the older woman explained to her new idol that she was going to a clinic to become a plastic doll like her. The Tomb Raider showed her approval by sucking on Hayley's clit until the woman was howling for mercy.