Taro buckles with the lightest proding.

"I-I. Tiny..." Taro continues stammering nonsense about "tiny", "one pump", and other such nonsense as I take my place behind him once again.

"Does this feel tiny to you," I smirk shoving my cock against her legs. Preparing to tease her by dragging it back and forth until either I grow bored and mess with the phone again.

"Don't you want all 6 inches of my throbbing cock," I grin dragging my cock through her neatly trimmed strip and letting my cock bounce up across her wet slit.

"OH GAWD! YES! FUCK ME!" Taro breaks short manicured nails digging into my dad's bed as she thrusts back into me, **** to **** herself onto my bouncing cock, "Raw, wrapped, I don't care! I NEEED COCK!"

A quick slap to her shapely ass sends her legs buckling and ends her pleading with a long drawn out moan.

"Did you just... cum?" I ask in disbelief, my quickly fading hand print still visible through her raised skirt..

"Noooo." Taro lies through her dopey contented grin.

"Unbelievable," I shake my head before spreading her cheeks and giving her puckering hole a spit.

"Mmmmm...Please don't pound my naughty ass!" Taro moans, her grin not leaving her face.

"Have you always wanted to have your ass fucked or is this new for you?" I ask letting go of one cheek and teasing her with my tip.

"Oh, well no... Except your dad he's always been s-" I don't give her the chance to finish as I clap her cheeks with an audible plap.

Her moan drowns out the next two claps, her toes curling as I proceed to pound her further onto dad's bed.

I grip her in a headlock, instantly she tightens around my cock and grows silent other than her close mouthed moans.

"Damn I should have done this the second you walked through the door." I groan getting close, my feet off the ground now and digging into the bed's edge.

"GAWD-" She starts to scream before I tighten my grip and thrust harder, sending a shiver through her.

"Again?" I groan, her only response is continued moaning over my grunts.

The bed creaks underneath me as my thrusts grow harder and harder, until with one final PLAP I flood "Taro" surprisingly tight bussy.

Shakily I get off, finding the grinning bimbo trying to catch her breath, with a grin and a smack to her pale ass I tell her, "Wait here while I get cleaned up."
"Y-yes, daddy!" She gasps as I take a couple steps away before pausing.

"Hey, did you bring your new phone?" I ask.

"Mmmhm." She confirms while I scoop up my phone.

Making my way downstairs I confirm "Taro" is still "paired", I guess that means whatever I or dad do he'll always remember being an absolute dick. One thing I learn is that his name is now Yumi and apparently I'm now the bully.

Yumi's tiny purse and car keys lay haphazardly dropped onto the mantle in the entryway. Unbothered by pilfering through my former bully turned bimbo toy's effects I find an outdated flip phone that I wouldn't be surprised if not even the seemingly reality bending program would struggle on.

With a sigh I resume turn around set on returning to torment Yumi, but not after picking up the high heeled tennis shoes that are far to small to belong to mom and considering Mari has her own shoe rack I doubt they are hers.

However I pause once I'm by the kitchen, movement out of the corner of my eye and the warning about Mom's current condition not being advised to cook anything.

"Mom...What are you doing?" I ask flicking on the light switch to find the massive jiggle ass attached to mom wagging in the air, while it's owner rummages through the cabinets, nearly dropping several pans.

"Heh-heh...Mommy, make dindin!" She declares proud of herself completely oblivious to the draw slamming behind her after she hits it with her ass.

"Right...Um... Isn't it a bit early." I ask, dad should be back in 6 hours.

"The handy is at 3!" She declares proud at herself, not realizing she's looking at the minute hand.

For a moment my hand pats my pocket... Should I REALLY leave mom in this condition? If I'm still in "dark mode" dad SHOULD be unaware.