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Chapter 8 by fifoy fifoy

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Uncomfortable trip

-"Tell me Doug, how did your mother treat you?"

-”Normal, I guess, how any mother would treat her son” Doug replied.

-”heh, normal, have you heard about the other countries Doug? or even some kingdoms and monarchies that still remain? Do you know that some men have quite horrible fates? I heard in a report that on a peninsula men had their legs and arms cut off, then they were simply used until they died…”

Doug just watched, he was never one to worry much about things out of his reach, what he just heard seemed horrible to him, although he couldn't deny that as a man, and more precisely as a weak one, he was destined to be at the mercy of others. .

-"But don't worry Doug, I will protect you now, although you will have to help at home, you know, I am not as well off financially as your family"

While traveling to his new home, he began to realize the environment they were in, although his family was not rich, they were not bad either, his mother earned enough to support 3 children, they had everything they needed and they did not lack anything, but now seeing what's outside he felt a little unsafe, sometimes he saw gangs of futanaris on corners, many looked dangerous, he saw graffiti every few steps everywhere, walls, doors, floor, also the occasional homeless woman sleeping between cardboard , some people walking strangely, as if they were not using their 5 senses.

-“Listen Doug, never, ever leave the house without my permission, understand? This place is not like your original neighborhood, it is dangerous here especially at night, remember what I told you about the other country? In this place there may be people who are just as good or worse, especially with you, YOU UNDERSTAND.”

Doug could only nod at those words, just seeing the streets already scared him tremendously, as the car stopped at a red light, he noticed a futanari with an open leather jacket, with metal decorations everywhere. and piercings in his nose and lip he looked at him, while he looked curiously at the futa, she made a gesture towards him, she brought her right hand to his crotch, she squeezed his bulge and moved it while licking her lips, after all, no It was common to see a boy so well cared for and clean around these parts, he could already imagine all the things he could do to the unknown boy in the vehicle, those mental images already gave him a noticeable erection, but before he could continue with his exhibition, The car left, the traffic light was green.

“Tch tch,” the futa could only make a frustrated noise, turning around she left,

-“Mrs. Margaret”

-“Margaret, just call me Margaret, after all now we will live together, as mother and son” she said as she focused on the road.

“…Margaret, how long until we arrive? Doug was already getting impatient, mostly because of the views he saw through the window.

-“Don't worry, we are close”

-“And here we are” when Doug heard that they had arrived, he looked ahead, the car was now in the apartment parking lot, and looking at the building in front of him, he realized that it looked quite… run down.

-“Ta da, welcome to your new home,” said Margaret, looking at him with those eyes that made him feel uncomfortable, after having entered his new home, which was on the third floor, and Doug's first impression was that he probably saw her. The single kitchen in his house was half of this apartment, “As you can see to your left is the kitchen-dining room, in front as you can see is the living room, with 2 armchairs and a television, from 20 years ago by the way, and on the To the right is this hallway, to the right of the hallway is the bathroom, and to the left is the only bedroom in the house” said Margaret, that was the entire apartment, it wasn't very big, but it didn't lack basic things either.

-"A room?" Doug asked with a complex look, but before he could ask more. "Don't worry, we'll sleep together, I know you're probably not used to it, but I don't have anything else, I don't have money for anything else, the last thing I did was buy clothes for you, as a gift, welcome, I hope you like it, and I'll prepare you." a delicious dinner tonight,” for some reason Doug felt guilty…

-“Don't worry, it doesn't matter…I'll sleep with you, you're Mama's friend, so she trusted you” when Doug remembered that she was his mother's friend, he calmed down, after all, if she was his mother's friend, I should have good intentions in it, shouldn't I?

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