A humiliating morning

The first thing Billy saw as he slowly began waking up was his mother’s huge tits, right in his face. They were tightly packed into that same damned knockout sports bra, and had his dick immediately hard again even as his groggy brain was trying to recover. Her tits were so close to him…

Heather’s gigantic knockers shifted as she noticed her eldest son started to slowly stir. Her body perked up, and she greeted her sleepy boy.

“Oh! Billy! Hey, sweetie, do you remember what happened?”

“Muh- mom?” he asked, dazed.

He was now back to awareness enough to clock that he was currently in her bed with her, under the covers and lying on his side just as she was. She was a bit further up the bed than he was, the blanket line stopping at his shoulders for him and just under her generous sports-bra bust for her.

“No, don’t sit up,” she placed a gentle hand on her son’s chest, pushing him back into bed as he tried to rise. “You went down pretty hard.”

Now he remembered. Regret and humiliation washed over his face as it all came flooding back to him. The club champion’s little sister had delivered him a cold, toe-curling knockout. After only a brief training session, she’d put him to sleep in a sparring match. Worse than that, a look out the window at the morning light told him that he’d been out for a long, long time.

Heather clicked her tongue as she noticed his expression of dread and shame. “Oh, honey… Don’t feel bad…”

“Mom, is he awake?” the happy voice of the new champ came through the doorway shortly after the excited rushing of feet down stairs. Anna hurried into the room, to check on her stirring big brother with a wide grin on her face.

“Yes honey. The poor darling slept through the entire night.” Heather’s soft voice sighed, sadly, shifted her tits just in front of Billy’s face again.

At the news of her big bro’s extended naptime, courtesy of her dainty female fists, Anna couldn’t help but burst into a giggle fit. Even now, her arrogant older sibling was comfortable under the covers of their mother’s bed, a hand on his strong chest keeping him in place.

“Sh-Shut up!” Billy shouted.

“Oh, Billy, don’t be mad. I’m sorry, sweetheart…” Heather pursed her full lips. “I- I honestly didn’t expect your younger sister to… I mean, she really… She really just got you, didn’t she?”

Her words communicated her genuine shock at seeing him put down by Anna, of all people. Even after personally knocking him out as many times as she had, she’d never predicted it would come to this. But maybe boxing just ran in the family - and young Anna had picked up more of the genes than her cocky older brother.

“It was quite a surprising “welcome back” gift, wasn’t it Anna?”

Anna was still basking in her victory, staring gleefully at the club champ’s chin. The very same chin she had uppercutted into the next day.

She’d beaten Billy at boxing. He had gone out cold. Whether by beginner’s luck or genuine skill, her big brother had lost to her, and badly. And she was sure to rub it in.

“Heeyyyy bro~~” Anna said with a teasing lilt, strutting to the side of the bed. “How does your chin feel~?”

“F-Fuck off!” Billy retorted, beginning to sit up again, but once more pushed back into bed by his mother’s gentle but firm hand on his chest.

He boiled with rage as Anna drew closer, not even registering the bounce of his goddess mother’s tits which overloaded her infamous knockout sports bra. KTFO’d or not, Billy wasn’t taking this level of trash talk from his nerdy younger sis.

“Awww. Are you a sore loser?” Anna asked, as she reached the side of the bed, bending over at the waist and letting her own breasts dangle to get her taunting expression right above big bro’s face.

She was loving this. Before the school trip to France, her brother had been a cocky annoyance - now, he’d taught her boxing, and she’d actually knocked him right out on day one. Her nerdish demeanor was pushed to the side, to make room for a powerful younger sister dom who could fully bask in and enjoy this delicious outcome.

“No!” Billy’s reply was as pathetic as his performance last night.

“Oh, just a loser then?” Anna asked.

“Behave, you two!” Heather scolded. Both siblings immediately stopped bickering, and looked to her. She huffed angrily, before sitting up and crossing her arms under her massive breasts to lay down the law.

“It was just a knockout. You should be proud of your younger sister, Billy. She knocked you out fair and square. And Anna, you should show your brother some more empathy. He’s not used to losing boxing matches like that. He needs time for it to sink in.”

“Yes mom~~” teasing lilt

Billy couldn’t believe this. He wanted to kill her. Anna had seriously… beaten him? Knocked him out? Savaged him? Oh, lord…

He may never live this down. She’d be holding this over his head until the end of time - that time she’d punched Billy out. Every argument they had from now on, she would bring it up. Any time Billy wanted to celebrate a boxing success in his future career, she would give it a mention. He wouldn’t even be able to escape it if he became champion of the world when he left school and went pro - Anna would always have the fact that, one time, she put him out cold for a whole night. She had put boxing Billy to sleep. And she was going to run it in forever.

“I- I want a rematch,” Billy stammered out, his mouth dry. “We can use the ring at the club when no-one else is there. I can find you some club gloves that fit you.”

Anna giggled. “Sounds good!”

Billy’s heart leapt. This was his chance. Without the loaded gloves to give her an advantage, Anna would surely lose out to Billy’s superior size and skills, not to mention his athlete status. He wouldn’t just win. He would make her hate fighting. And if he humiliated her enough, it might prevent her from ever bringing up that lucky win she pulled off against him.

But Billy’s heart sank just as soon as his plan began to form.

“NO, Billy.” Heather’s stern voice cut him off. “No boxing. Not for a while, anyway. You just got knocked out, you need time to recover.”

Billy gasped. No… No! She couldn’t take this away from him!

“But mom-“ Billy started.

“No buts,” Heather commanded, and her word was final. “And no more boxing for a week. Talk back, and it will be two.”

Billy frowned and grumbled under his breath, but didn’t dare argue. He moved a bit further under the covers.

Anna shrugged, smile on her face.

“I think mom just saved your life,” the overconfident nerd was really pushing it now. Anna chuckled, giving her sleepy bro another proud once-over with her eyes.

She’d put big bro on his ass, totally ****. She wouldn’t be forgetting that any time soon. Things at home were about to get weird - now that, in his mother and younger sister’s minds, Billy was the worst boxer in the house. He only hoped that Anna never learned how Heather, their own mother, had repeatedly knocked him out too…