M-preg futadom adventure

Vince groaned as he got up from his bed. It was time for class, and he was just out of it. He did not want to go to school he did not want to deal with any of the other horny teenage futa's playing grab ass with him or worse the teachers. All they could see him as was a walking baby factory and he was tired of it! His soft brown eyes opened as the sound of his alarm blaring **** him up. He yawned loudly as he stretched out his flat lightly toned chest bare in the morning light. His soft brown skin shimmering a bit as he stood. His wide child birthing hips holding together with only the titanic might of a pair of overworked sleeping pants. His fat wobbly ass bounced as he went to use the bathroom. His room tiny and compact as any good male should be able to live off the bare minimal necessities as his mothers had told him often. His father had passed early in his life, and he had grown up with two strict, conservative but caring futa mothers that did love him but where stuck about fifty years in the past when it came to male rights. It was a minor miracle they had not tried to arrange a marriage to one of his classmates, friends or worse one of their coworkers at the law firm. He shuddered at the thought of some older futa just drooling for young boi pussy leering after him, as his heart skipped a beat, and his uncaged small dick jerked just a bit in his pants. His uncaged cock a symbol of his rebellious nature as he was determined to get it in a futa's ass at least once before he got pinned down and knocked up!
"Vincent! You need to get ready for school!"
"Yes mom!" He said as his biological mother the one that had bred his father shouted from behind his door. The low glow of his gaming computer made him smile. He had to get so many good grades just to have his own pc it was almost a shame he could not take it with him when he eventually went to college if he was even allowed in the first place. He quickly got dressed and ready for the day. His house was not that large, but it was two stories. A room for bother of his mothers and one for his younger sister. She was not related to him directly, but she was still family, his elder sister was away at college and probably passed out drunk in some poor boi's ass right about now. He dressed in a pair of form fitting short shorts that showed off his perfectly sculpted heart shaped ass. A top that clung to his front and leggings for the cold. It was winter and he was not trying to catch a cold and explain to his mother's again that futa cum was not medicinal! Even if it was possible to live off of it, it was not a miracle cure all that they claimed! He put on a pair of bright red socks and was soon out of his door. The loud snoring sounds of his younger sister Sarah filled his ears as the cold hallway floors struck clean through his socks making him shiver on the hard wood. He quickly moved downstairs taking the steps two at a time drawn by the scent of fresh bacon. He was greeted by a small mound of it along with both of his mother's Summer and Rochele. Summer was a middle aged futa just liked Rochele. She had short black hair, blue eyes and nice pale skin. Her breasts where easy E cups and her hips wide with a hefty ass behind her. She was wearing a sharp brown business suit as she cooked with an apron on. At the table Rochele sat with a mug of coffee in hand. She had long flowing dark hair, piercing red eyes and skin like that of a ghost. So, pale it almost hurt to look at. Her breasts where easy F cups and larger than Vince's head. She had a much stockier build, with wider hips, more muscle definition and a larger ass. She wore a short business skirt and blouse all trimmed jet black as she eyed him.
"You are late for breakfast. Again." Her tone sliced into him as he winced at the older futa. Both futas had massive bulges at their front. Vince estimated that they had to be ten inches soft and wrist thick. He gulped at the thought of something like that fully hard pounding his ass or throat as he quickly sat down to eat breakfast. The sounds of feet shuffling upstairs signaled Sarah was up from the bed as Rochele sighed.
"That girl is never going to get to breakfast on time."
"She'll be fine! She's just a bit late to the table!" Summer said smiling as Vince took his time devouring bacon and warm buttered toast before it was time for him to leave for school. He bid bother of his mother's goodbye and took a deep breath as he grabbed his backpack and walked out of the door hoping that Sarah would hurry up and find him to give him some cover from opportunistic futa looking to grab a nice piece of breeding stock as he left for school!