Planning A "Wedding"

You lean back and sink into the couch of the Nowak home. After putting on your favorite TV show you rest your feet on the coffee table. Despite the intensity of the plot unfolding on the screen, you find the conversations around you far more entertaining.

You eventually decide to pause your program and direct your attention to the two parents pacing around the house, both of which are speaking on the phone. The first discussion you hone in on is Max's as he is currently lapping the living room.

"So you guys are all set to come tomorrow, right?... Great! ... Wow, I guess it's a good thing Chase called ahead of me and claimed all your plans."

His voice is filled with satisfaction and content. Then the man suddenly stops in his tracks right beside the couch.

"Really? What else did he claim? ...... He wants you and the girls to wear what? ...... HAHAHAHA! Thats hilarious! .... It will definitely be perfect for the entertainment!"

Max shifts his gaze down where your sitting to which you reply with a devilish smile. He simply shakes his head and laughs before continuing on with the conversation.

"That boy is definitely a jokester. He's got me walking around in nothing but a pair of Karla's Panties as we speak! Only a comedic genius like Chase could put a hilarious spin on me losing the 'Man of The House' title."

Hearing that last line directs your attention to the older man's state of dress. Just as he said, Max has no clothing on his body except for a light pink pair of his wife's panties. The fabric tightly stretches against his large frame. The bulge in his crotch indicates that his dick is definitely larger than yours. However, it doesn't make you feel insecure in the slightest. His wife will always prefer your cock no matter the size thanks to the magic.

Last night the couple agreed to let you claim their marriage, not that you needed their permission. However, you decided it would be fun to make a spectacle out of the occasion. So you chose not to insert yourself into their bed just yet. Instead, you had them provide a list of their family members' contact information before they turned in. Leaving Pearl to spend the night under the coffee table, you slept in her bed and woke up early to start putting together your perverted take on a wedding.

After getting a hold of the invited guests in the morning, you heard noises from the kitchen and went down to greet them. That's when you told Max he should only wear Karla's panties in the house "Cause it'd be funny". Since the couple's (claimed) opinion of you is so high, both partners laughed in agreement while the man went off to comply with your request.

"Alright Sis. I gotta call Mom now. I want to talk to her while her Grandkids are still my kids. Tell Rick I say hi."

Max exits the living room and heads to the kitchen as he says goodbye to his sister. Seeing the grown man readjust the panties giving him a wedgie makes you chuckle.

Karla walks out of the kitchen right as Max reaches the entrance. She's caught up in her own conversation and doesn't acknowledge you as she mindlessly paces throughout the living room.

Unlike her husband, the woman is dressed normally. Her blouse is casual and does not particularly showcase her chest, but that massive rack is impossible to hide. The yoga pants wrapping around her bottom half is acceptable for going out in public, but still makes her bubble butt noticeable.

"Oh Mom, I'm so excited! Who would have thought that after all this time I've been blabbing to you about Chase, he's actually going to join my marriage!"

The mature woman gives her body a joyful little shake. The way her voice trembles with excitement makes her look more like a giddy school girl than a housewife.

"I know he's a boy, but he's not just any boy. He's always been so attractive and when he turned 18 his manliness hit me like a brick wall."

Karla acknowledges you as she praises your manhood. While listening to her mother speak, she crouches down until her face is level with yours. Then she begins to lovingly caress your thigh.

"Don't get me wrong Mom, I'll always love Max. But when he stands next to Chase, it's easy to tell which one is the alpha male and Max knows it too..... Yea he's accepted that he won't be the man in our relationship once our marriage is claimed! He's even wearing my panties right now! HAHAHAHA!"

Karla's intense eye contact shows that the last comment seems to be meant for you more than her mother. You join in on the mature woman's laughter at the expense of her husband. Then she grasps one of your hands and kisses the back of it before speaking.

"Yea I'll be over in an hour or two.... We have to make some modifications to my wedding dress. We'll need a pair of scissors..... Also, we have to do some shopping. First stop is the pet store..... Yup, we need a custom name tag and some other things.... I can't tell you, it's a surprise! .... Ok, I'll see you soon.... Love you to. Bye."

After hanging up the phone, Karla looks at you with pure joy and tightens her grip on your hand.

"Oh, Chase! I can't wait for our big day!" She yelps with a touch of desperation in her voice.

You look back at her with a sly grin. Then you hold out your free hand and cup her smiling face as you speak.

"Patience baby. I'll be officially joining your relationship soon enough. We'll have a fun party where you can show me off to your family. I know you're probably dying to see the jealousy on all their faces."

Karla chuckles at the thought of her relatives looking on with envy. Her quiet giggles end with a little snort and then she gives your hand another kiss.

Before yesterday, you were just a boy she'd occasionally see when her daughter had friends over. Now you're the most important man in her world. The realization makes you feel like a god while continuing your little speech.

"Then we'll head upstairs to claim my rightful place in your marital bed and consummate my marriage. It's gonna be so good you'll be squealing like a pig. A cock hungry, cum drunk, pig who can't get enough of my meat."

She listens to you with that same giddy look on her face. You shift your thumb over the tip of her nose and pull it back to form a snout. Your friend's mom looks like the world's happiest pig.

"Now give me a little piggy preview. Squeal!" you command through your devious smirk.

The formally elegant and respectable mother crosses her eyes in mock ecstasy. What she does nexts wipes away whatever dignity remained after admitting she's in love with a boy young enough to be her son.

"RRHHHEEEEE! RHEEEEE! HUUURRHHEEEE!"

The room is filled with Karla's, rather accurate, impression of a pig. Small droplets of spit launch out of her wide open mouth. She's clearly putting a massive amount of effort into her performance.

"Louder! Squeal like I'm fucking your piggy pussy!" You yell over her shrieks. Seeing her comply widens your grin.

Her display was already loud enough to overpower any talking in the same room. Now the obscene pig noises are barreling throughout the entire house. You have no doubt that Max is in the kitchen, giggling at the sounds of his wife degrading herself for your viewing pleasure.

"RRRHEEE!! HURRA-HURRHA!! RRHHEEE!!" Karla's wailing continues to fill your eardrums.

Watching the woman carry out your silly request amuses you. Her face looks strained from struggling to keep her eyes crossed while wailing as loud as she can. She looks absolutely flustered as a deep red blush fills her cheeks, showing you she's working at maximum effort.

This goes on for a few more seconds and then you release her nose, returning it to the natural position. She recognizes your action as a cue to stop and uncrosses her eyes.

You and Karla look at each other as she catches her breadth. After a brief moment of silence, you both break out into a hearty laughter. The two of you just sit there and cackle for a while until Karla finally manages to talk.

" BWAHAHA! Oh Chase, you're something else! HAHAHA! A pig? Where do you come up with this stuff?!!"

You take some time to settle down from your own fit of laughter. Then begin running your fingers through her hair. A look of content fills Karla's face as you respond.

"I figured you'd be a natural piggy. No doubt you eat like one to get that fat ass of yours! That's a prime pork butt!"

Karla attempts to look offended by clicking her tongue and giving your chest a light smack. However, the rest of her body fails to go along with the act. A bright smile reveals that she found your crude answer as funny as you did. It's not long before she gives in and slightly shakes her head while chuckling at your audacity.

"Speaking of food. I think I smell tomato sauce. I bet Max is making spaghetti. Let's eat before I go see my Mom."

On that note you both stand up and turn towards the kitchen. You give Karla's ass a hard smack as you start walking and soak in the sight of her cheeks jiggling in their yoga pants.

After yelping in surprise, she only responds by rolling her eyes with a smile to say you're being naughty.

Upon entering the kitchen you see Max scooping spaghetti from a large pot into four paper bowls. The grown man is still wearing nothing but the light pink panties from earlier. It's a sight that Karla can't help but giggle at.

"I don't think I'll ever get over seeing you in those, babe. They're so tiny on you!" She says to her husband.

Max lets out a few chuckles of his own as he carries two bowls over to the kitchen table. After going back to set the other two servings of pasta down, he replies to his wife's comment.

"Our future man certainly has a great a sense of humor, hun. I caught my reflection while walking past the bedroom mirror and couldn't stop cracking up. I look totally ridiculous! Not to mention they keep riding up whenever I move! I've been constantly fishing wedgies out of my asscheeks all day!"

The couple's laughter returns as you walk up to the table. You notice there are four bowels laid out. That is when you're reminded of Pearl's existence. Looking over to the sink you see a large garbage can that is clearly meant to be in the garage instead of the kitchen. You had directed Pearl to sit in it during the morning. She's been there ever since.

"This looks great, Max! I'll just help out Pearl since I want her to stay where she is." You say while grabbing a bowl.

Upon reaching the sink you look into the large trashcan. Your friend's sitting with her knees scrunched up against her chest. The only emotion on her face is boredom. Your recent claims prevent her from being upset or angry with being **** to sit in the tight space for hours.

"Bon Appetite Pearl!" You cheer while dumping the spaghetti on top of her.

"AUUGH! SERIOUSLY! YOU COULD'VE HANDED IT TO ME!" She yells as sauce and noodles drip from her hair.

Max and Karla pick up on your intentions to be funny and their laughter kicks into high gear. Karla is now leaning on the table trying to catch her breadth. Max leans back and holds his toned stomach as his laughs echo through the room.

"MOM! DAD! ARE YOU SERIOUSLY LAUGHING RIGHT NOW!?" She cries in disbelief of her parents.

"What? It was funny!" Karla says in defense of her amusement.

"Chase got you good sweetie!" Max adds to his wife's case.

Pearl groans more words of disapproval. This causes Karla to walk up to your side and wrap her hand around your waist. Then she looks down at her sauce covered daughter.

"Honey, you should really try to lighten up. After tomorrow, Chase is going to be your new Daddy. He likes to joke around so just keep an open mind. You couldn't see from the trashcan but at breakfast he tossed my food on the floor and told me to eat it on all fours. I looked like a total slob and it was hilarious! "

Her tone sounded as if she was giving motherly advice but she was really telling her daughter accept being degraded. You were loving every minute of it.

After that You and the couple go to sit down at the table to eat. Karla begins pulling out her chair when you speak up before she can sit.

"Actually Karla, I think you can pass on lunch. Why don't you wrap those giant mommy milkers around my cock before you go see your Mom?" You suggest while pulling down your shorts.

"You always have the best ideas, baby. I can't say no to getting a feel of your cock." She replies.

Then Karla walks over to you as you scoot your chair to face outward from the table. The Milf gets on her knees in front of you. Rolling her grey blouse up to just below her neck, your presented with her huge tits wrapped in a black laced bra. Only a second goes by before she takes the fabric cups and slides them over her chest to join the rolled up blouse.

Now for the first time you get to see what you previously thought was impossible to have. Your friend's Mom's massive tits which you've lusted over for years. They're just a creamy and enticing as you imagined.

The feeling of her soft flesh is almost enough to make you bust just as she wraps your hard-on into her cleavage. Karla proceeds to lower her head and drool onto the head of your cock for lube.

"Hey Max! Come over here and cheer your wife on while she gets me off!" You call out to the man eating his lunch.

Max instantly drops his fork into the bowl and scoots his chair across the floor until he has a good view.

"You got it Chase. C'mon Honey! Shake those titties!" He yells out.

Karla begins to pump her tits up and down, eventually falling into a rhythm. The heavenly feeling makes you want to throw your head back in bliss but you're determined to watch the whole show.

"Milk him dry with those Milk Jugs, babe! Keep his cock buried deep!" Max cheers from the side lines.

Your cock was indeed buried deep in the valley of Karla's rack. It's completely engulfed, only occasionally did you see the tip pop out when she lowered herself down more than usual.

"Oh fuck! That feels so fucking good!" You mindlessly groan as the intense feel starts to overwhelm you.

Karla notices that you are starting to get close and switches from bobbing her chest to using her hands so she can pick up the pace. Now you have an even better sight of her tits mashing against your cock.

"Thats it, hun! You're about to make him pop!" Max's words start to sound muffled in your frenzy state.

You feel your balls tighten as they prepare to bust. Suddenly you're struck with the impulse to lean forward and grab the gigantic jugs for yourself. Once they're firmly in your grasp you buck your hips into her chest with vicious ****.

"I'm fucking nutting!" You grunt loudly.

Then you unload cum shot after cum shot into the valley of titty meat in front of you. Grunting with every thrust, your crotch smacks into the older woman's chest.

After shooting your last rope of cum, you plop back into the chair and try to catch your breadth.

"Great job, babe! That was prime time tit fucking!" Max congratulates his wife on making a teenaged boy cum.

Neither of you respond as you take several seconds to recuperate. Karla is the first to speak.

"I hope you enjoyed that, Chase. I know I loved every second of it." She says while looking up at you.

With your breadth finally under control, you smirk while leaning forward to grab hold of Karla's tits once more.

"If thats what just your tits felt like, I can't wait to have all of you tomorrow."

You quickly move your hands so that her nipples are trapped between your pointer fingers and thumbs. Then you give both of the nubs a sharp tweak. It takes her by surprise and she shoots out a loud yelp. Once again the three of you are chuckling at your actions.

"Hey Max! Give me a show and motor boat your wife's cum covered tits!" You demand in a crude voice.

Hearing this causes Karla to roll her eyes, although she's still smiling. "You're so mean, Chase." she says.

The comment doesn't seem to be a protest of any sort because she lifts herself up and moves toward Max. Her husband also seems unfazed by your degrading instructions. He simply watches his wife approach him with splooge leaking from her cleavage.

"I probably should get use to the smell of your cum. I bet she'll be constantly glazed with it after tomorrow."

Max's comment gets yet another laugh out of Karla who is clearly in agreement with his prediction. Then she grabs Max by the back of the head and plunges him into her chest.

For the next 30 seconds, Max shakes his head back and forth between Karla's breasts. It's clear the panty wearing man is doing his best to put on the show you requested. He's making humming sounds and even pushing the massive rack with his hands to better engorge his face. Both you and Karla laugh at the ridiculous display.

Max eventually surfaces from Karla's bosom. His face is now shining with a coat of your cum. The sight in combination with his current state of dress leaves him utterly emasculated.

"Well I should get going to my Mother's house. Unless you needed anything else, Chase?" Karla asks.

You decline as you know she does indeed have an extensive list of errands to run. She rolls her bra and blouse back into place. Small specs of your remaining load can be seen through her grey shirt. Finally, Karla gives both you and Max a kiss on the cheek and makes her way out the door.

After she leaves you walk over to check on Pearl in the trashcan. It appears she's finally given into her hunger. You watch your friend grab the noodles scattered from her hair to her lap and feed them into her mouth.

With a big smile on your face, you start to picture what your new family will be like.