Bully

As Tyler stepped out of the classroom and into the hallway, he saw Chad leaning against the lockers, waiting for him. The sight made his stomach drop. He'd been trying to avoid Chad for weeks now, but it seemed like he couldn't escape his tormentor's reach.

"Well, well, well, look who it is," Chad sneered, blocking Tyler's path. "The loser himself."

Tyler braced himself for the insults and taunts that were sure to come. He'd been through this routine with Chad countless times before, but it never got any easier.

Ignoring Chad's jibes, Tyler tried to sidestep him and head for the exit. But Chad moved to block him again.

"What's the matter, Tyler? Can't take a joke?" Chad said, smirking. "I heard you were hanging out with some losers these days. You must be getting ****."

Tyler felt his cheeks flush with embarrassment. He knew Chad was just trying to get a rise out of him, but the words still stung.

He tried to keep his composure, but Chad's taunts kept coming. Memories of all the times Chad had bullied him in the past flooded Tyler's mind. The time Chad had tripped him in the hallway, causing Tyler to spill his books everywhere. The time he'd spread rumors about Tyler on social media, leading to him being ostracized by his classmates.

Just as Tyler was starting to feel overwhelmed, he saw Cora's car pull up outside. He breathed a sigh of relief and slipped past Chad, heading for the door.

"Later, loser," Chad called after him, but Tyler didn't look back. He quickened his pace, eager to leave Chad and his bullying behind.

As he approached Cora's car, Chad called out to him. "Hey, is that your mom?" he asked, eyeing Cora through the car window. "I guess the apple fell very far from the tree with you, huh."

Tyler gritted his teeth, fighting back the urge to respond. He knew better than to engage with Chad. Instead, he climbed into the car and buckled his seatbelt, ready to leave this nightmare behind.

Tyler took a deep breath and settled into his seat as his mom's car pulled away from the school. He closed his eyes and let out a sigh of relief, glad to be away from Chad and his bullying for a while.

As he opened his eyes, he couldn't help but notice how other people always told him that his mom was beautiful. With her long blonde hair, bright blue eyes, and alluring figure, she always turned heads wherever she went. Tyler saw why, but obviously didn't feel any attraction himself. He wished that he had inherited some of her looks.

Cora had always been there for Tyler, ever since his dad had left them when he was just a baby. She'd worked hard to provide for them both, taking on long hours at her job as a nurse to make ends meet. Despite the challenges, she'd always been a loving and supportive mother, putting Tyler's needs first whenever she could.

As they drove home, Tyler couldn't help but think about how different their lives would be if his dad had stayed. He wondered what it would be like to have a father figure in his life, someone who could teach him about the things he felt like he was missing out on. Maybe even teach him how to stand up to Chad.

But as he looked over at his mom, he felt a sense of gratitude and love wash over him. Despite everything, they had each other, and that was enough.

Just then, Cora spoke up, breaking Tyler out of his reverie. "Was that boy one of your friends at school?" she asked, looking at him in the rearview mirror.

Tyler felt a pang of embarrassment. He didn't want his mom to know about Chad and his bullying. "Yeah, something like that," he muttered, hoping Cora wouldn't push for more details. He didn't want her to know he was the school loser.

Cora smiled, seeming happy at the thought that Tyler had friends. "That's great, honey. I'm glad you're making friends at school. I was starting to worry about you, sweetie."

Tyler **** a smile, feeling a sense of guilt for lying to his mom. But he knew that if he told her the truth about Chad, it would only worry her and make things worse. He focused on the warmth and safety of his mom's car, trying to push thoughts of Chad and his bullying out of his mind.

---

The next day at school, Chad approached Tyler in the hallway, flashing his trademark smirk. "Hey, Tyler," he said, leaning against the lockers. "Listen, I was thinking we should hang out sometime."

Tyler rolled his eyes, feeling his guard go up. "What, so you can bully me some more? No thanks, Chad. I'm not interested."

Chad's smile didn't waver. "Come on, man, I'm serious. I think we could actually have a good time together. You know, just chill, watch some movies, maybe play some video games."

Tyler crossed his arms, still not convinced. "Why should I believe you? You've never been nice to me before."

Chad leaned in, lowering his voice. "I suggest you give me a chance, Tyler. You might be surprised. It's not like we have anything better to do, right?"

Tyler felt a strange sensation wash over him, but he pushed it aside. "I don't know, Chad. It just seems like a trap to me."

Chad sighed dramatically. "Come on, Tyler. Don't be so paranoid. I'm not trying to trap you or anything. I just want to hang out, like normal people do. What do you say?"

Tyler hesitated, feeling himself start to weaken. Chad's words were starting to make sense, and he couldn't deny that he was feeling a little lonely lately. Maybe it wouldn't hurt to give Chad a chance, just this once.

But then Chad spoke up again, his voice low and persuasive. "I suggest you let me come over to your house, Tyler. We can have a real bro night, just the two of us. I promise I won't bully you or anything. Maybe we’ll even learn to like each other. It'll be fun, I swear."

Tyler felt a sudden compulsion to agree, but he fought it. "I don't know, Chad. My mom wouldn't like it if I brought a stranger over."

Chad shook his head. "I'm not a stranger, Tyler. We go to school together. And besides, you don't have to tell your mom. Just say you're hanging out with a friend or something. It'll be our little secret."

Tyler felt himself starting to give in, despite his misgivings. Maybe it wouldn't be so bad to have a friend over, just for one night. "Okay, fine," he said, his voice barely above a whisper. "You can come over, I guess."

Chad grinned, clapping Tyler on the back. "Awesome, man. I knew you'd see reason. I'll text you the details later, okay?"

As Chad sauntered off down the hallway, Tyler couldn't help but feel a sense of unease. What had just happened? Why had he agreed to let Chad come over? He shook his head, trying to shake off the feeling. Maybe it was nothing. Maybe Chad was right, and they could actually have a good time together.

---

The day of Chad's visit, Tyler was a bundle of nerves. He'd tried to tell his mom that maybe it wasn't such a good idea, but she'd brushed him off, excited at the prospect of him finally bringing over a friend.

As they waited for Chad to arrive, Cora fussed around the house, tidying up and making snacks. "I can't wait to meet your friend, Tyler," she said, beaming. "What's his name again?"

"Chad," Tyler mumbled, trying to hide his anxiety. "He's just a guy from school. It's not a big deal, Mom."

But Cora wouldn't be dissuaded. "I think it's wonderful that you're making new friends, Tyler. You deserve to have a social life, just like any other teenager."

Tyler shifted uncomfortably, feeling guilty for not telling her the truth about Chad. He wished he could just call the whole thing off, but he knew it was too late now.

Just then, the doorbell rang. Tyler's heart leaped into his throat as he went to answer it, trying to steel himself for what was to come.

As he opened the door, Chad's eyes roamed over the inside of the house, taking in the decor and the furniture. Tyler couldn't help but feel self-conscious, worrying if his home was going to be the next target of Chad's ridicule. His mom wasn’t rich, but she had bought some modest furniture to fill the house.

But then Chad’s attention was drawn to Cora, who had appeared behind Tyler, smiling warmly at Chad. Tyler felt a twinge of jealousy as he saw Chad's eyes linger on her figure, taking in her curves and the way her shirt hugged her body.

Cora was wearing a sleeveless top and a pair of tight jeans that accentuated her shapely legs. Tyler wished she would have covered up more in front of Chad, but he knew it was too late now.

"Hi there, Chad," Cora said, extending a hand to him. "I'm Tyler's mom, Cora. It's so nice to meet you."

Chad took her hand, his grip lingering a little too long. "Nice to meet you too, Mrs. Rutherford," he said, his voice smooth and confident. "Tyler's told me so much about you."

Tyler felt his face flush with embarrassment. He hadn't said anything about his mom to Chad, had he? He looked at Cora, hoping she wouldn't pick up on his discomfort.

Cora beamed, oblivious to Tyler's inner turmoil. "Oh, well, I hope it's all been good things," she said, laughing.

Chad chuckled, his eyes still fixed on Cora. "Of course, Mrs. Rutherford. Tyler's lucky to have such a cool mom."

Tyler gritted his teeth, feeling a surge of anger at Chad's tone. He wanted to tell him to back off, to stop looking at his mom like that. But he knew he couldn't. Not yet.

Instead, he just muttered a greeting to Chad and led him into the living room, trying to ignore the way his heart was pounding in his chest. He knew this was going to be a long night.

As the three of them settled in around the couch, Tyler tried his best to keep his cool around Chad. In front of Cora, Chad was the picture of politeness and charm, making small talk and complimenting her on the snacks she'd made.

Cora was clearly impressed with Chad's confidence and charisma. "You're quite the charmer, aren't you?" she said, laughing at one of his jokes. "Tyler could learn a thing or two from you."

Chad smirked, looking over at Tyler. "Yeah, I could teach him a few things," he said, his eyes glinting with mischief.

Tyler felt a flush of anger rise in his cheeks. He didn't want Chad teaching him anything, especially not about how to treat his mom.

As they talked, Tyler tried to steer the conversation away from Cora, asking Chad about his interests and hobbies. But Chad always seemed to bring the topic back to Cora, asking her questions about her job and her life.

Tyler gritted his teeth, feeling a growing sense of unease. He knew that Chad was trying to get closer to his mom, and he didn't know how to stop him.

At one point, Chad suggested they play a video game together, and Tyler jumped at the chance to get away from Cora. He led Chad upstairs to his room, hoping that they could just play and forget about everything else.

But even as they played, Chad couldn't resist teasing Tyler. "You're not very good at this, are you?" he said, grinning. "Maybe I should teach you a few tricks."

Tyler scowled, feeling his blood boil. "I don't need your help," he said through gritted teeth.

Chad just chuckled, leaning closer to him. "Are you sure about that, Tyler?" he said, his voice low and suggestive. "I suggest you let me show you how it's done."

Tyler felt a sudden jolt of alarm, but before he could react, Chad had leaned in and whispered something in his ear. Tyler's eyes widened as he felt a strange sensation wash over him, like he was suddenly more receptive to Chad's suggestions.

He shook his head, trying to clear it. "What did you say?" he asked, feeling a little disoriented.

Chad just grinned, his eyes glinting with mischief. "Oh, nothing. Let's just keep playing, shall we? I’m sure you won’t be able to beat me this time."

Tyler felt a shiver run down his spine at Chad's words, but he tried his best to shake it off. He wasn't going to let Chad get under his skin.

After an hour or so of gaming, however, Tyler had become incredibly frustrated. Chad had won nearly every game they played. Tyler had performed much worse than normal and couldn't understand how this had happened. Distracted by his losses, Tyler absentmindedly agreed when Chad suggested they head back downstairs to grab a snack.

As they entered the kitchen, Tyler was surprised to see that Cora had already prepared a plate of snacks for them. She smiled warmly as they came in, and Tyler felt a sudden pang of guilt for having doubted her earlier.

"Thanks, Mom," he said, taking a seat at the counter.

Chad grabbed a cookie and took a big bite, smirking at Tyler. "Mmm, these are delicious," he said, his eyes flickering over to Cora. "You're quite the cook."

Cora blushed, clearly flattered. "Oh, it's nothing special," she said, waving a hand. "I just like to bake."

Chad leaned in closer, his eyes locked on hers. "Well, you're very good at it," he said, his voice low and suggestive. "I suggest you make me something special sometime."

Tyler watched in growing alarm as Chad continued to flirt with his mom. He wanted to speak up, to tell Chad to back off, but he didn't know how to without revealing his own feelings of jealousy and fear.

Cora laughed, clearly charmed by Chad's smooth talk. "We'll see about that," she said, glancing over at Tyler. "What do you think, Ty? Should I make something special for your friend here?"

Tyler felt a pang of annoyance. He didn't want Chad to be his friend, and he definitely didn't want his mom to be making anything special for him.

"I don't know, Mom," he said, trying to keep his voice neutral. "I mean, we barely know him."

Chad just chuckled, looking over at Tyler. "Well, I guess we'll just have to change that, won't we?" he said, his eyes glinting with mischief. "I suggest we hang out more often, the three of us. Maybe have dinner together sometime?"

Tyler's heart sank at the suggestion. He knew that Chad was trying to worm his way into their lives, to get closer to Cora and gain more control over her. But he didn't know how to stop him without revealing his secret.

Cora, however, seemed delighted by the idea. "That sounds lovely, Chad," she said, smiling at him. "We'll have to make it happen soon."

As they continued to chat, Tyler felt a growing sense of unease. He knew that things were only going to get worse with Chad around.

But he didn't know how to stop him, and that thought filled him with a deep sense of dread.

---

As Tyler sat at the dinner table a few days later, he couldn't help but feel uncomfortable. Chad had insisted on coming over again, saying he wanted a rematch on the video games. But as they played, Tyler couldn't shake the feeling that something was off.

Cora, being the caring mother that she was, followed through on the special dinner that she had promised to make during Chad’s first visit. During the dinner, Cora wore a beautiful red dress that fit tightly against her body, showing off her hourglass figure. Tyler couldn't help but think that it was a little too revealing, and he felt a twinge of jealousy when he saw Chad's eyes lingering on her as he asked her question after question.

As they ate, Tyler could feel the tension rising in his chest. He didn't like how Chad was flirting with his mom, trying to get her to open up to him. He wanted to tell Cora to be careful, to watch out for Chad's manipulations. But he didn't know how to do it without sounding paranoid.

But Cora seemed oblivious to it all, laughing at Chad's jokes and chatting with him like he was just another one of Tyler's friends. Tyler couldn't help but feel a little jealous of their easy rapport, wishing he could be that carefree around Chad.

As they finished eating, Chad made a subtle comment to Cora. "You know, Cora, I suggest that you wear dresses like that more often. It really suits you," he said, his voice low and suggestive.

Cora smiled, looking pleased. "Thank you, Chad. That's so sweet of you to say."

Tyler could feel his stomach churning with unease. He didn't like how Chad was trying to manipulate his mom with his words.

As they finished their meal and cleaned up, Chad made another suggestion to Cora. "You know, Cora, I've been dying to try your famous apple pie. Would you be willing to make it for me sometime?"

Cora smiled, looking flattered. "Of course, Chad. I'd be happy to make it for you."

Tyler gritted his teeth, feeling a wave of anger wash over him. He didn't like how Chad was taking advantage of his mom's hospitality, using her to get what he wanted.

As the evening wore on, Tyler couldn't wait for Chad to leave. He wanted to be alone with his mom, to talk to her about what he had noticed with Chad's behavior. But he didn't know how to bring it up without sounding jealous or paranoid.

As Chad said his goodbyes and left, Tyler let out a sigh of relief. He knew he had to figure out a way to stop Chad before things went too far. But he didn't know how.

---

The next day, Cora welcomed Chad over for dinner wearing a beautiful sundress. The sundress was light blue with white flowers that complemented Cora's complexion. The dress was knee-high, showing off Cora’s long legs and smooth calves. Tyler couldn't help but feel uncomfortable seeing how Chad's eyes seemed to undress his mom. Tyler noticed the way Chad leaned in closer to Cora as she served dinner, almost like he was trying to get closer to her.

Throughout the dinner, Chad complimented Cora a lot. "This meal is delicious, Cora. You're such a talented cook," Chad said, his eyes locked on Cora.

Cora smiled, looking pleased. "Thank you, Chad. I'm glad you like it."

Chad then made another suggestion to Cora. "You know, Cora, you're not only a great cook, but you're also incredibly beautiful. You should really model or something," he said, his voice low and suggestive.

Cora blushed, flattered. "Oh, Chad, you're too kind," she said, giggling.

Tyler's stomach churned with unease. He didn't like how Chad was manipulating his mom with his words. He wanted to say something, to warn his mom about Chad's true intentions, but he didn't know how without sounding crazy.

As they finished their meal, Cora brought out her famous apple pie that she had promised Chad. "This is amazing, Cora. You really are the best cook I know," Chad said, grinning at Cora.

Cora blushed, looking pleased. "Thank you, Chad. I'm so glad you like it."

As they finished dessert and cleaned up, Chad made another suggestion to Cora. "You know, Cora, Tyler and I were thinking of going swimming tomorrow. Why don't you come with us?"

Cora looked surprised. "Oh, I don't know if I have a swimsuit that fits anymore," she said, looking down at her figure.

Chad smirked, his eyes glinting with mischief. "Don't worry about that, Cora. You look amazing. I suggest that we all have a little fun in the sun, right Tyler?"

Tyler felt his stomach clench as Chad used his powers to make him agree. "Uh, yeah, sure," he said, feeling like he had ****.

Cora looked hesitant but ultimately gave in to Chad's suggestion. "Okay, sure. That sounds like fun," she said, smiling at Chad.

---

The next day, Tyler and Chad arrived at the empty pool a bit early. Chad walked up to Tyler and insulted him, "You're looking a bit scrawny today, Tyler. You need to hit the gym more often."

Tyler clenched his fists, feeling his anger rise. He knew Chad was just trying to get a rise out of him, but he couldn't help but feel hurt by his words.

Finally, Cora showed up, and Tyler's breath caught in his throat as he took in her appearance. She was wearing a blue bikini that drew attention to her large, motherly breasts. Her body was toned and fit with a flat, smooth stomach. Tyler couldn't help but feel a twinge of disgust as he saw Chad's eyes begin to lust after his mother. Cora had always been beautiful, but seeing her in a bikini took it to a whole new level.

Chad's reaction was noticeable, his eyes widening as he took in Cora's appearance. "Wow, Cora, you look incredible," he said.

Cora blushed, looking a bit uncomfortable under Chad's gaze. "Thank you," she said, tucking a strand of loose blonde hair behind her ear.

As they entered the pool, Tyler observed Chad's behavior closely. He noticed the way Chad swam close to Cora, always finding a way to touch her or compliment her. It made Tyler feel sick to his stomach, knowing that Chad was using his powers to manipulate his mom.

As they swam, Chad continued to use his secret powers to push Cora even further. "You know, Cora, you look great in that bikini. I suggest that you wear it more often," he said, his voice low and suggestive.

Cora blushed, looking flattered. "Oh, thank you, Chad. You're so sweet. It does fit me well, maybe I will wear it more."

Tyler watched with unease as Chad's compliments became more frequent and suggestive. He noticed how Chad would touch Cora's arm or back as he spoke, trying to make a physical connection with her. Tyler felt a knot form in his stomach as he saw how Cora responded positively to Chad's attention.

As they swam around the pool, Chad made more suggestions to Cora. "You know, Cora, you're such a natural in the water. I suggest that you come swimming with us more often," he said, his voice low and hypnotic.

Cora smiled, looking pleased. "I haven't gone swimming in ages. I was worried that I’d be out of practice, but this is so much fun," she said, her voice tinged with excitement.

Tyler felt a sense of dread wash over him as he heard Chad’s words.

---

The following day, Cora arrived at the pool wearing a bright yellow bikini that accentuated her curves even more. The top was a halter style that tied around her neck, and the bottom was a cheeky cut that showed off more of her toned legs and butt. Tyler gulped as Chad's eyes began to roam over his mom's body, taking in every inch of her.

Chad's reaction was noticeable, a smirk playing on his lips as he looked at Cora. "Wow, Cora, you look gorgeous in that bikini! A total babe," he said.

Cora blushed, looking pleased. "Thank you, Chad. You're too kind," she said, playing with her hair nervously.

As they splashed around in the pool, Chad suggested that Cora climb on his shoulders for fun while they splashed Tyler. Cora giggled, looking excited at the idea. "Sure, that sounds like fun!" she said, swimming over to Chad and climbing onto his shoulders.

Tyler felt a pang of helplessness as he watched Chad's arms wrap around his mom's legs, holding her steady on his shoulders. He didn't like the way Chad was touching his mom, even if it was just for fun. What’s worse was that his own mother was teaming up against him.

As they played the game, Tyler watched as Chad continued to flirt with Cora, pushing the boundaries further and further. At one point, Chad "accidentally" tripped, causing Cora to fall onto him in the water. As their bodies tangled from the collapse, Tyler noticed how Chad's arm lingered on Cora's ass for a few moments too long as they tried to steady each other.

Cora laughed, looking a bit embarrassed. "Sorry about that, Chad," she said, pushing herself away from him.

Chad grinned, looking pleased with himself. "No worries, Cora. It was my fault too. I should have been more careful," he said, winking at her.

As they finished their game, Cora complimented Chad. "You're such a fun person to be around, Chad. I'm glad Tyler introduced us," she said, smiling at him.

Chad grinned, looking pleased. "I'm glad too, Cora. I've had a great time hanging out with you," he said, his voice low and suggestive.

Cora invited Chad back to their house for dinner, and Chad eagerly agreed. Tyler felt a knot form in his stomach as he watched his mom keep glancing back at Chad on the drive home. He knew that he had to do something to stop her before things went too far, but anytime he wanted to let his feelings be known, the words got caught in his throat.

As the trio arrived home, Chad announced that he was starving. "I can't wait to eat, Cora," he said, grinning.

Cora smiled back. "Of course, Chad. Let me just change out of my swimming clothes, and I'll set the table," she said, heading towards her bedroom.

“Actually, Cora, I’m really hungry right now. I suggest that you just keep your bikini on and focus on getting the food ready first. Besides, we’re all friends so there is no need to change," Jake demanded.

Cora hesitated, feeling a bit uncomfortable. "I don't know, Chad. I’d really prefer to change into something more comfortable," she said, biting her lip.

"I suggest you stay in your swimwear, Cora. I'm just so hungry, and it would be so much quicker this way," Chad said, pushing her a bit further.

Cora felt a wave of dizziness and found herself nodding in agreement. "Okay, Chad. I'll just stay like this," she said, feeling a bit out of control.

During dinner, Chad continued to compliment Cora, telling her how great she looked and how delicious the food was. He encouraged her to sit next to him and even asked her to grab a soda from the kitchen so he could watch her walk away.

Cora felt flattered but also a bit uncomfortable with the attention. She tried to brush off his comments and suggestions, but she found herself getting more and more drawn to Chad's charm and charisma.

Tyler felt helpless and quiet throughout the entire dinner, watching as Chad tried to get closer to his mom. He knew that something was off with Chad, and he couldn't shake the feeling that he was using some kind of mind control on his mom.

As they finished their drinks, Chad leaned closer to Cora and offer "I suggest we spend some time together tomorrow, just you and me, Cora. We could go to the beach or something," Chad said, using his powers to push her a bit further.

Tyler saw his mother blush at the suggestion. "I don't know, Chad," she said, her voice hesitant. "I don't think it's a good idea for us to spend time together without Tyler."

Chad chuckled. "Come on, Cora. We're all friends here. What could possibly happen? I suggest you trust me when I say that you’ll enjoy the time we spend together."

Cora bit her lip, feeling torn. Tyler could tell that part of his mother wanted to spend time alone with Chad, to explore this new side of herself. But the other part of her knew that it was wrong, and that Tyler would be hurt if he found out.

Chad leaned in closer to Cora. "Please, Cora. I suggest that you give me one chance. I promise I won't do anything you don't want me to do."

Cora looked into Chad's eyes, feeling herself getting lost in their depth. She knew it was wrong, but she couldn't resist. "Okay, Chad. I'll go to the beach with you tomorrow. But just as friends, okay?"

Chad smiled, looking pleased. "Of course, Cora. Just as friends." He then leaned in and gave her a kiss on the cheek, sending shivers down Cora's spine, then continued with his dinner as if nothing happened. Tyler, on the other hand, couldn't eat another bite after witnessing the sickening turn of events.

As they finished eating and Chad began to leave, he hugged Cora tightly, pressing his body against hers. "I had a great time tonight, Cora. You're so amazing," he whispered in her ear.

Cora blushed, feeling a bit overwhelmed. "Thank you, Chad. I had a great time too," she said, hugging him back.

As Chad left, Tyler felt a sense of unease wash over him. He knew that he had to do something to stop Chad before things got even worse. But he didn't know how to convince his mom that Chad was not their friend.

---

Tyler sat alone in the living room, feeling restless and uneasy. He couldn't shake the feeling that something was not right between Chad and his mother. He wondered what they were doing at the beach and if Chad was trying to take advantage of his mother.

He couldn't believe how his mother had changed in just a few days. She was always wearing revealing clothes and seemed more carefree and flirtatious around Chad. Tyler couldn't understand how she could be so blind to Chad's manipulations.

He thought back to that morning, when his mother had left for the beach wearing yet another new bikini. It was a bright red two-piece that left little to the imagination. The top was a push-up style that made her already ample chest look even more pronounced, and the bottom was a thong that showed off her toned butt. She had also put on a sheer white cover-up that barely covered her bikini, but gave her a touch of elegance.

Tyler remembered how Chad had reacted when he saw her. "Wow, Cora, you look absolutely stunning," he had said, his eyes lingering on her body for a few seconds too long.

Cora had blushed, looking pleased with the compliment. "Thank you, Chad. I'm glad you like it," she had said, twirling around in front of him.

Tyler felt sick to his stomach as he replayed the scene in his mind. He wondered what else had happened between Chad and his mother at the beach.

He tried to distract himself by watching TV, but he couldn't focus on anything. He kept checking his phone, hoping for a message from his mother. But there was nothing.

As the hours passed, Tyler's anxiety grew. He didn't know what to do or how to stop Chad from taking his mother. They should have both been back hours ago. All he could do was wait and hope that his mother would come back home soon.

As Tyler sat nervously in the living room, he finally heard the sound of the front door opening. He tensed up, unsure of what to expect. Chad and his mother walked in, laughing and chatting as if they had just had the best time in the world.

Noticeably, Cora was missing her cover-up, leaving only the red bikini she had been wearing earlier. Her body was now shiny as if she had been coated with several layers of lotion and sunscreen. Tyler noticed how the sun had brought out the natural highlights in her hair, making her look even more radiant than usual.

As the two walked over to join Tyler on the couch, Chad couldn't help but smirk, "Hey there, buddy. Looks like you missed out on all the fun today."

Cora playfully swatted Chad's arm. "Stop teasing him, Chad. You know that we didn’t invite him. We may have had a great time, but we missed you, Tyler," she said, giving her son a reassuring smile.

Tyler **** a smile, feeling a bit uneasy. He knew that something had happened between his mother and Chad at the beach, and he didn't like the way either of them was acting.

Cora noticed Tyler's discomfort and sat down next to him on the couch. "Don't worry, Tyler. Chad was just being silly. We really did miss you though," she said, placing a comforting hand on his shoulder.

Chad and Cora then got up and made their way to the bathroom to change out of their swimwear. As they walked away, Cora turned back and added, "Oh, by the way Tyler, Chad and I already ate, so you'll have to make your own dinner tonight," before disappearing into the bathroom with Chad.

Tyler sat there in disbelief, feeling more left out and confused than ever before. He couldn't believe that his mother had gone on a beach trip alone with Chad, and he had no idea what had happened between them.

---

Two days later, Tyler woke up from his nap by the loud sounds coming from the living room. As he slowly made his way down the stairs, he could hear the sound of a romantic movie playing in the background. When he entered the living room, he saw his mother snuggled up to Chad on the couch with his arm possessively around her. Cora was wearing a revealing white nightgown that showed off her toned legs and the perfect curve of her breasts. She typically never dressed so casually around the house. But here she was, practically naked in front of Chad. Tyler was shocked and felt a pang of jealousy, anger, and sadness all at once.

Cora was oblivious as Chad entered the room. Chad, on the other hand, noticed almost immediately. With a smile, he locked eyes with Tyler and gave him a quick thumbs up, before turning his attention back to Cora.

As Tyler watched, Chad leaned in and started kissing Cora passionately. At first, she seemed stunned. But soon she eagerly responded, running her fingers through Chad's hair and pulling him closer to her. The movie on the TV was forgotten as they focused solely on each other. Cora's nightgown was slowly slipping off her shoulders, and Chad's hands began roaming all over her smooth body.

Tyler felt like he was intruding on a private moment, but he couldn't bring himself to turn away. The sight of his mother making out with Chad made his heart ache, but he couldn't stop watching. As they continued to kiss, Tyler noticed that Chad's hands had made their way under Cora's nightgown and were now pawing at her breasts aggressively.

Cora let out a soft moan as Chad's hands groped her body, and Tyler felt like he was going to be sick. He turned and ran upstairs silently, trying to hold back the tears that threatened to fall from his eyes.

Upstairs, Tyler tried to block out the image in his mind of what he had just seen. He couldn't believe what he had just witnessed. He thought back to when he had introduced Chad to his mother only two weeks ago. Tyler had wanted so badly to give Chad another chance to turn their relationship around . But now, Tyler knew that Chad was only interested in his mother for one thing.

As he lay in his bed, Tyler could hear the sounds of Cora and Chad making their way to the bathroom to change. He tried to block out the sounds of their laughter and whispered conversations, but he couldn't escape the image of them making out on the couch.

Finally, the sounds from downstairs died down and Tyler was left alone with his thoughts. He didn't know how to confront his mother about what he had just seen, or how to convince her that Chad was not a good person.

All he knew was that he didn't want to see Chad and his mother together again.

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Weeks passed as Tyler still couldn't believe what had happened. His bully had taken over his life.

It was night, but Tyler couldn’t sleep. His heart was racing as he listened to the sounds coming from the next room. He could hear Cora moaning and gasping, and he knew that Chad was using his influence to make her do things she would never normally do.

Tyler felt helpless as he listened to the sounds of Chad pounding against his mom. He wanted to burst into the room and put a stop to it, but he knew that Chad had too much power over Cora. She was like putty in his hands, willing to do anything he suggested.

Finally, the noises from the room died down, and Tyler knew that Chad had finished in his mom. The silence only lasted for a short while, giving him a temporary reprieve from the loud banging noises he had endured for hours. But soon he felt sick to his stomach as he listened to Cora and Chad talking and laughing as if nothing had happened.

As the night wore on, Tyler sat alone in his room, listening to the sounds of Cora and Chad's conversation filtering through the walls. He hated Chad for corrupting his mother, the one thing that mattered to him.

The next morning, Tyler woke up to find Cora in the kitchen, cooking breakfast in her underwear. She didn't seem to notice that she was almost naked, or maybe she didn't care. Tyler felt disgusted as he watched her move around the kitchen, making eggs and bacon for Chad.

Chad walked into the kitchen, smiling at Cora as he approached her. "Good morning, sweetie. You look beautiful as always," he said, his voice low and suggestive.

Cora blushed, looking pleased. "Thank you, honey," she said, smiling at him.

Chad moved closer to Cora, wrapping his arms around her from behind as he spoke. "I suggest that we have breakfast together in the living room today. It'll be more comfortable," he said, using his powers to push her even further.

Cora nodded, looking excited at the suggestion. "That sounds lovely, Chad. Let me just get dressed first," she said, breaking away from him and heading back to her room.

"No need," Chad said with a smile.

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A few years had passed since Chad moved in with Cora and Tyler. Tyler was now in his senior year of high school and spent most of his time in his room, avoiding Chad as much as possible. Chad had moved into his house and had made quite a few changes. He had rearranged the furniture, hung up new paintings, and even replaced the family photos with ones of himself and Cora. He had taken over Tyler's old room as his own, filling it with his own belongings and making Tyler feel like a guest in his own home.

Cora didn't seem to mind at all. She was always at Chad's beck and call, catering to his every need and desire. Her daily routine had completely changed since Chad moved in. She woke up early every morning to prepare breakfast for Chad, who would always be waiting for her in the kitchen. Around the house, she dressed in revealing lingerie and wore high heels to make herself more appealing to him. Chad would always compliment her on her appearance.

Throughout the day, Cora would do whatever Chad asked of her, whether it was cleaning the house, doing laundry, or cooking his favorite meals. She had completely given herself over to him, and he relished in the power he had over her.

Cora's wardrobe had also changed since Chad moved in. She wore revealing clothing that showed off her toned body, and she always wore makeup and perfume to make herself more attractive to Chad. She never wore anything that covered her body, even when she was doing household chores.

Chad encouraged Cora to flaunt herself in front of Tyler, much to Tyler's discomfort. He would often make lewd comments about Cora's body and encourage her to touch him in front of Tyler. Cora would always comply, eager to please Chad, even if it made Tyler feel sick to his stomach.

He felt helpless as he watched his mother become a completely different person under Chad's influence. He feared for her safety and well-being, but he also feared for his own safety. He knew that if he stood up to Chad, he could be putting himself in danger.

As time went on, Tyler became more and more withdrawn, isolating himself in his room and avoiding any interaction with Chad and Cora.

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As Tyler groggily opened his eyes, he could hear the soft sound of birds chirping outside his window. He rubbed his eyes and sat up in bed, taking a deep breath as he looked around his room. It was the same as it had been the day before, but something felt different.

He swung his legs out of bed and walked down the hall to the kitchen, the smell of bacon and eggs wafting through the air. As he entered the kitchen, he saw Chad sitting at the head of the table, dressed in a robe, sipping coffee.

"Good morning, Tyler," Chad said with a smug grin on his face. "Sleep well?"

Tyler could feel his blood boiling as he saw Cora standing there obediently, wearing only a short, frilly apron, her hair pulled back into a neat bun. "Yeah, I slept fine," he muttered, trying to keep his anger in check.

Tyler couldn't help but feel disgusted at the scene before him. He remembered when his mom used to be strong and independent, but now she had become nothing more than a **** to Chad's every whim. He thought back to some of the worst things Chad and Cora had done in front of him.

He remembered one time they had gone to a fancy restaurant. Halfway through the meal, Chad had leaned over to his mother and whispered something in her ear causing her to giggle like a schoolgirl and then go to the bathroom. When Cora returned, she nervously handed Chad a set of bright red panties. Chad promptly placed the underwear on the table in plain sight. Tyler thought he saw a look of shock on the waitress’ face when she noticed the underwear, but she said nothing, only looking nervously at Chad.

Another time, Chad had made Cora do a private fashion show for him. He insisted that she walk around the house in nothing but a variety of thongs and high heels while he watched, making comments about her body.

But the worst had been when Chad had convinced Cora to have sex with him in Tyler’s room at night, claiming that Tyler would be asleep and wouldn’t notice. Almost immediately, Tyler did notice as he woke up with a start. His mother’s moans were unbearably loud as Chad pounded into her relentlessly through the night. Tyler had wanted to scream, to make them stop, but he had been too paralyzed with shock and fear.

Tyler knew that he had to do something. He couldn't let his mom continue to be treated like this, like she was nothing more than a toy for Chad to play with. He hated himself for letting things get this bad.

As she finished her cooking, Cora took a deep breath. With shaky hands, she carried the tray to the kitchen table and placed it in front of Chad, who was already seated. As she leaned over to pour him a cup of coffee, Chad placed his hand on the back of her head, running his fingers through her hair. "Thank you, my dear," he said, his voice low and suggestive. Cora felt her cheeks flush with embarrassment and excitement as she obediently lowered her head and crawled under the table to pleasure him.

Tyler’s train of thought was broken as he heard muffled noises coming from the table. He could see his mom's legs sticking out from under the table, and he knew what was happening. He felt a surge of anger and disgust as he watched Chad's foot gently rubbing his mother's thigh. He couldn't believe that his mom had allowed herself to be degraded like this, to be reduced to nothing more than Chad's personal sex ****.

As Cora continued to service Chad under the table, Tyler could hear soft moans and gasps coming from her. He felt sick to his stomach as he watched Chad's hand reach under the table to stroke Cora's hair. "That's a good girl," he heard Chad say. "You're doing such a good job, my dear."

Tyler felt his fists clenching as he watched Chad's smug expression. He wanted to storm over to the table and pull his mom out of there, to yell at Chad and tell him to leave their house. But he knew that he couldn't, that his mother had made her choice and that she was fully under Chad's control.

As Cora continued her daily routine, Tyler could feel his face turning red with embarrassment as Chad made lewd comments about his mother's body.

Cora was eager to please Chad, and he encouraged her to perform more daring acts in front of Tyler. Sometimes he would have her crawl on all fours, wearing nothing but a collar, while he walked her around the house like a dog. Other times, he would make her stand naked in front of Tyler while he fondled her breasts and licked her nipples, telling Tyler to "enjoy the show."

As time passed, Cora became more and more submissive to Chad's every whim. Tyler could see the change in her, the way she now called Chad "sir" and catered to his every need. He felt sick to his stomach, knowing that his mother had become a shell of her former self.

When Cora finished pleasuring Chad and crawled out from under the table, Tyler couldn't even look her in the eye. He felt ashamed and disgusted, knowing that his mother had become nothing more than a sexual object for Chad's pleasure. He silently grabbed a piece of toast and headed back to his room, trying to block out the sounds of his mother's giggles.

As Cora climbed out from under the table, Tyler could see her flushed face, her eyes glazed over with desire, a bit of Chad's cum still lingering on her mouth. He felt sick to his stomach, knowing that Chad had taken away his mother's dignity and self-respect. Cora glanced up at him, a look of shame and guilt in her eyes, and then turned to Chad, smiling. "Did I do a good job, sir?" she asked, her voice low and submissive.

Chad grinned, looking pleased with himself. "Yes, my dear. You did a very good job," he said, his hand reaching down to stroke her hair. "You're such a good little ****."