Never submit, bite down

You decided that enough is enough. You refuse to be mistreated by the this little bitch and proceed to chomp down on her dick. Not enough to draw blood but enough to make her let out an ear shattering scream. Meg reels back in pain holding her now flaccid (and incredibly sore) cock.

"I'll get you for this you asshole. I'll make sure you pay" she says with tears still streaming from her eyes.

Then, a wicked grin suddenly spreads across her face. You're not sure if biting down was the best idea after all...

"HELP! HELP! ****! HELP" she screams. You panic and try to cover her mouth and calm her down but it's too late. Your mom is now awake from her nap and is thundering up the stairs. The bedroom door slams open.

"What the HELL is going on here you two?!? Did someone just shout ****?!".

Amazingly, Meg's face is now the picture of innocence, tears steadily flowing once more. "Oh Lisa, thank God you're here. Doug tried to...tried to have SEX with me and when I said no, he got rough and tried to pull my pants off. He put his mouth on my peepee and...and he bit me and now it hurts soooo bad" she says, lying through her teeth. Surely your mom would see through this little act. She wouldn't believe that her baby boy is capable of such a thing, surely?

"He...did...WHAT?!?" she screams with pure rage burning in her eyes.

"Mom, I didn't, she's lying. It didn't-"

'I don't want to hear it you horrible little monster. I can see EXACTLY what happened here. Just look at the poor girls penis. It's red and it's already starting to bruise from where you VICIOUSLY attacked her!"

Meg has now turned towards you. The wicked grin has returned but just out of your mothers line of sight.

"Mom, please...I wouldn't..."

Your mother pinches her nose and shuts her eyes. The stress of all this has clearly got to her and you have absolutely no idea what she's going to do.

"Doug, I didn't expect this from you. My own SON has attacked someone. I...I really don't know how to deal with you. You've never done anything like this before and I..."

She stops, breathes deeply and then collects herself. Turning to Meg she says "I know just what to do. Meg, go down and wait in the kitchen sweetie and try not to touch it too much, you'll just make it worse. I'll get you some ice and then I'll call your parents so they can come and collect you"

She then turns to you, the rage still there in her eyes but you also see sadness too. She thinks her little boy is some kind of attempted ****. That's enough to break any mother's heart.

"Doug, pack some clothes and anything else you might need and then wait downstairs on the couch". You have absolutely no idea what's about to happen to you ask her "Mom, why do I need to pack my things? You're not...throwing me out are you?!"

"No Doug...but I don't know what to do with you right now so...I'll be sending you away for a while" and with that, she left the room, leaving you to pack your things.

Fifteen minutes later, you're all packed and sat on the couch. Your head in your hands and wondering where she could be sending you. Some kind of correctional camp for boys? Boarding school? The thoughts running through your mind are starting to drive you mad but just then, a knock at the door brings you back to your senses.

Your mother emerges from the kitchen, she doesn't even look at you as she walks past towards the door. You feel a twang of pain in your heart at the thought that your mother can't even bring herself to look at you.

She opens the door and in walks...

"G-Grandma Gloria?!?" you blurt out in shock as you stare at the woman before you.

You've not seen her in almost a year but she looks the same as ever. Standing at around 6ft, your Grandma looks amazingly good for a 66 year old, with just the slightest signs of wrinkles. Her silvery grey hair, shorter than your Aunt Abby's but not spiky (Gloria always said it's easier for older women to just cut it all off rather than worry about styling it every day) frames a beautiful face with rosy red cheeks and pouty lips. Topped with the kind of deep red lipstick that leaves a kiss mark on your cheek (the kind that young boys hate).

Gloria's wearing her usual long light flowing flowery dress with low-cut cleavage. And oh, that cleave. Her boobs are the kind that only a Grandma could have. Huge heavy hangers. Not saggy, just big and pendulous (meaning that they're nice full orbs of flesh that jiggle and swing about whenever she moves) with big thick nipples slightly visible through the thin flowery material. Which means that she isn't wearing a bra...

Your eyes move down to the rest of her body, her thin waist, slightly toned stomach and wide buxom hips make her look more your moms age. But what really catches you eye, as she's standing in the doorway, with the sunlight shining through behind her, you can see THROUGH her dress. And what you see, makes your heart beat faster than you've ever felt it beat before. From fear but...there's also a hint of lust in there too because...

Between her legs, you can see the outline of an absolutely HUGE flaccid girl-cock. Estimating it to be about 15 inches long and as thick as a beer can (you can't imagine what that monster will look like hard. With two huge saggy balls dangling behind it. I guess Grandma Gloria doesn't wear panties either then...

"Doug!" your mom snaps to get your attention. "You'll be staying on the farm with Grandma Gloria for a while. Until I can figure out what to do with you. You can ring your sisters to say goodbye from Gloria's house. Bye"

And with that, your mother turns away from you and walks back into the kitchen. You feel sick to your stomach from the way you're being treated. You never knew your mother could be so...so COLD.

"Now then Dougie. Let's be off" and with that, she grabs your bags and walks you out to her old truck.

Once inside the old rusty banger of a vehicle, Gloria starts the engine and you're soon on the road to the country.

After about 20 minutes of driving in silence and you sniffing and trying to hold back tears the whole way, your Grandma turns to you and says "You know Dougie, I know that you'd never ever do anything like that to that little girl. I mean, we all have certain...urges from time to time but my little Dougie's a good boy and I think your mother will come to realize that with time"

"Thanks Grandma" you manage to say between sniffs. She reaches across and gives your thigh a caring squeeze. Out of the corner of your eye, you see what you think is...her cock twitching? Did Grandma Gloria's cock just twitch from touch you? Nah. It couldn't have...

After another "Ah, we're here" Gloria says as she drives the old truck down the dirt track towards the old farmhouse.

It's a beautiful old building. The kind you see in those old movies. With wood paneling all over and a huge old porch. There are even a few chickens running around outside the house and your grandmas cat is sitting waiting on the porch step.

"Since your grandfather passed away 10 years ago, I've been awfully...lonely out here with only the animals for...company"

A horse in the field next to the house seems to see your Grandma and immediately bolts off out of sight. You wonder what could've made it do that. "Ah that's old Thunder, he's become more...wary of me of late" she says, sliding just a tiny bit of tongue along her lips. What does THAT mean?!?

"Anyway Dougie, let's get you inside and unpacked. You'll be sorry to hear that the only bedroom in the house is mine since your grandfather turned your mother and Aunt Abby's old room into his den, so you'll have to bunk in with this old girl". Looking at your Grandma, you swear you can see her eyes slightly glaze over and she seems to be sporting a slightly mischievous grin. Shaking it off, you both wander inside.