"Y-you're really… you're actually…" A slow nod from Floatzel confirmed it once again. Manny had been repeating it over and over, clearly in a deep state of disbelief. This was the last thing he was expecting to happen when going to get laid for the first time. How many Pokemon can say that their first time was with their own mother?
More than the Buizel would expect, actually.
"Mhmm…" Floatzel responded quietly. In a way, she was hoping she was having a horrible, kinky nightmare and would wake up in her bed soon. Not because she didn't want to see her son but because she would have rather had this encounter in any other way besides teasing, titfucking, banging, and getting impregnated by her own son. But she also couldn't shake the tingling sensation still lingering in her loins at the thought of it, that incredibly taboo thrill of being bred by her own blood. It wasn't like incest was an uncommon or illegal thing among Pokemon–inbreeding happens more often between Pokemon than it doesn't, especially with all the breeding those trainers used to do in the old days before Arceus' Judgment Day happened and converted their race to all sorts of Humanturned. But this wasn't about her, it was about Manny, her son. How was she going to explain her absence in his life?
"Where have you been!? Why are you… here? And doing this inste–instead of being home with me! Why did you leave me, mom?" Manny sounded hurt, rightfully so. He couldn't understand it, as far as he knew, both of his parents could've been dead. That at least would've been a better explanation rather than his mother putting a life of sex over being a parent. He couldn't think of any possible explanation that would justify her actions and yet, at the same time he didn't really care much about it. He always lived his life happy with what he has instead of mourning over what he doesn't but he couldn't shake the feeling of disappointment and disgust in the Floatzel for robbing him of a life of his own parents raising him as their village did.
Maybe it was the hormones and his sex drive talking but he also couldn't be too mad at her since he'd just had the most amazing experience of his life with some mind blowing sex from his own mom. Also she's just really fucking hot and he admittedly wanted to get back in all that. Arceus, these damned teenage hormones, he should be livid with her, not eyeballing her like some slab of fuck meat! But then again… that sex was really good and if his mother's gonna be a sex worker, well… what better way to make up for lost time, right? He's a full grown adult now, he was raised well, taken care of, given everything he could ever ask for amongst the village's adults. He's got plenty of friends back home too, life has been great! And now Arceus gifts him with one of the most fucked up, possibly cliche opportunities of a lifetime and he's gonna let a bunch of what if's ruin that?
"I-I… I'm so sorry, Manny…" Floatzel couldn't bring herself to look at him, she didn't feel she deserved to. She really didn't have a good explanation for why she'd left him behind or why she never came back. She had a reason sure, but she saw it more an excuse than anything. "Your father was… not a good man, not at all. When he got me pregnant, it was… I'll just say it wasn't a planned pregnancy. Or consented. While I was pregnant with you and after as I looked after you as an egg, I held so much… resentment towards you at first. I was so scared and angry because of what he did to me, what he took from me. What he forced me into. I didn't know who to blame or what to do so it just… every time I'd look at that egg, I felt disgust, reminded of the future that man forced onto me. But the day you hatched and I saw those big, adorable eyes of yours, how you looked so much like me and… nothing like him… I felt so many conflicting emotions, the continued hate towards him, the newfound love for my baby boy. It terrified me. I tried to force myself to accept my responsibility as a mother and at first, the warmth and happiness of being a parent made me believe that maybe it wouldn't be so bad.
"Then he came back. He was no better than he was before–he may have gotten worse. He was vile and abusive, he would beat me and demand I take care of him. I had to sneak birth control because he refused to use a condom, he insisted on finishing inside, going on and on about some breeding fetish and how 'women like you are made to be plump and pregnant by men like me.' He was no breeder, he was just a rapist lying to himself to fuel his own ego. I could endure the abuse before but now that you were in my life, he turned that attention towards you and he…" Floatzel choked up for a moment, a growl rumbling in the back of her throat. She wiped away the tears and took a deep breath. Manny had noticed her gentle embrace on him had tightened to an almost uncomfortable degree before then. "...he was disgusted that I gave birth to a son. He said he wanted a daughter and when he picked you up, he insisted… 'I'll just make you into a daughter.' That was the last straw. He could do whatever he wanted to me, but to threaten a child–his own son! I couldn't stay there. I had blood on my hands, figurative… very literally. I saw red and blacked out. When I came to, you were crying, terrified, marked with blood just like me–his blood. I didn't know what to do, I just–I just picked you up in my arms and coddled you, tried to calm you down. 'Don't cry, my little angel… Momma is here to take good care of you.' I whispered it again and again until you fell asleep in my arms. I took you to the village elder at the time, I explained myself–it was self-defense but he said there was nothing he could do. He understood my struggles but to kill someone, to murder someone in the village was unheard of, I'd be an outcast to the village and so would you. He told me to leave the village in secret and never come back, that he would take you and raise you amongst the other children of the community.
"After that, I was gone… I ended up here and the owner of this nightclub came to my aid. He provided me with a place to stay, food and shelter. And in return, I started working for him here. It was… certainly an overwhelming and borderline traumatic experience, you could imagine. Thrust from forced sex and rape and into working in the sex industry. I was extremely uncomfortable at first but he was very accommodating, understanding, and patient with me. He would work with me slowly and show me all about body and sex positivity, respectful clients and a safe workspace. He'd start me out with only one client at most in a day and they were also very understanding of my condition and just as kind and patient with me. In a way, it was its own fucked up form of therapy for me, now I work here happily as one of Honey Pot's best. As for you… the longer the days passed and sex came and went, the pain began to fade and it almost felt like it was just an awful nightmare or something." She looked down at Manny who had been listening intently the entire time. He didn't look angry anymore, more remorseful and a little off put maybe. It was hard for her to tell what he may have been thinking.
"But now here you are, blood and flesh in my arms. You would think I'd be mortified to be reminded that all that stuff really did happen but… really, seeing my son, so strong and healthy, so kind and-and… so handsome, I… heavens, it's just still such a shocker, you know?"
"Y… yeeeeah." The Buizel responded, looking away for a moment. "That, uh… hmm. Yeah, that is kinda really bad. I guess when you explain the whole sex working thing, exposing a baby to a brothel wouldn't exactly be smiled upon."
"But that isn't an excuse for not taking you with me!" Floatzel interrupted, hugging her son tighter to her chest. "I didn't know I would be taken in by a brothel owner, I could have found some place else for us! But I left you behind… I didn't even fight against the elder's words, I just gave him up to you and fled alone and now you're–"
"Still very happy and healthy. Because you left me with the village." Manny looked up at his mother and smiled. He couldn't deny that learning all of this hurt more, knowing that his dad was a terrible Pokemon and his mother was an abuse victim took him for one hell of a loop. But she was happy now and he grew up in a much better place than what he probably would've had if they were together. It was something he had to think about, sure he'd have his mother but just how much would she be around? What if she never found another male or never trusted anyone enough to try dating again? She'd be a single parent raising a child, she'd have to work long hours to make it all on her own, probably work a second job to afford a babysitter on top of that. He'd be with his mom but he wouldn't really be with his mom.
"It's kinda fucked up to say it but, I think leaving me with the village was the best for both of us." Floatzel blinked a couple times and looked at her son incredulously.
"Wh-what do you mean by that, sweetie..?"
"I mean like, if I'm being realistic, I don't think either of us would've had a good life if you took me with you, y'know? Single parent struggling to find work, two jobs probably, you'd be out of the picture a lot because you'd always be working to provide us food and pay for a home. I wouldn't get to see you a lot and then I'd just be alone. Back at the village, I grew up playing with all the other kids my age and we all had a whole community of adults that raised us like parents and educated us and everything and… well I've had a great childhood and you found great work, a safe place to call home, and lots of friends in your co-workers, it sounds like. Yeah it kinda stings still knowing that I could've had an actual mom, but now that I'm an adult and can think about it as an adult, I don't think it's fair to act like putting us both through a miserable life just to be with my mom would've been worth it." He gently took Floatzel's paws in his own and their gazes met again. He smiled at her, blushing a little, "And I don't think it's fair to treat you like a bad person for it."
"M-Manny…" Floatzel blushed and teared up a little again with a heartwarming smile.
"Now bad parent uhhhhhhhhh–"
"Manny." Her face slouched, unamused at the male who chuckled a little at her expense. She couldn't help but giggle a bit herself. "Okay, I guess it's true though."
"Sorry, sorry. I am… really happy to see you though. But also…" Manny's attention went down to the busty woman's belly, that soft pudge pressed against him. He gave her stomach a gentle rub, caressing the warm fur and looking up at her again, cheeks deep red, "...I never would've thought I'd find my mom… by fucking the hole I was laid from."
"By impregnating the hole you were laid from." She reaffirmed. As if the Buizel's cheeks weren't red enough, his face exploded with blush and even a small nosebleed.
"ERR–WHUH? Impregnate!? A-aren't you supposed to like, use birth control or something i-if I don't use a condom?! I-I dunno how these brothels work but like there's gotta be some rule against impregnation, isn't there!? MOM?"
"I do, I do. Usually." She looked up at the ceiling with a smile, letting out a soft sigh. "But the moment I saw you, there was just… something about you that sparked this feeling in me. Something I'd never felt before. At first, I thought it was lust, just a desire for an attractive male, a one night stand and then he'd be gone and that feeling would too. But as I performed for you, brought you here, had sex with you, that feeling didn't go away. It just kept getting stronger and stronger. And… ahem… after finding out you're my son, it umm… kinda exploded. Like you did in my puss–"
"YEAH. YEAH I KNOW."
"Huhu~ Anyway, I think you know where I'm going with this, sweetie. That feeling I felt–I feel for you?" She lifted the Buizel up so there were face to face. Her eyes lidded and a soft growl rumbled in the back of her throat. "It was love. A mother's love. A wife's love."
"Mo… w-wife? Mom?" Yep, his nosebleed got worse. Was she going where he thought she was with this. The mother part made sense obviously but wife?
"Sweetheart…" Floatzel pulled him closer, the male practically trapped between her huge tits. Their lips were inches apart, each breath felt by the other. "You're so much more a man than that worthless father of yours ever was." Her lips smashed with his and she kissed her son hard. Firm, deep, and with pure lustful intention she kissed her son until his flustered squirms submitted to a make out session. Moans rang between the two otters while their tongues met in a swirl of desire and passion, airing out their feelings and experiences to begin rekindling a brand new relationship between mother and son, between lovers. They didn't care if it was taboo, common, legal or illegal, all they wanted was each other, to finally be a family. To start a family.
A paw reached for one of Floatzel's breasts, kneading into its softness, fingers digging deep into the massive plushness of her chest. He loved the way she moaned when he'd feel her up like that, encouraging the horny Buizel to have his way with his own mother. Manny couldn't really explain it but for some reason, the realization that this beautiful goddess before him was his mother just made him love her even more? And not like a son to a mother, no. He loved her like a male craving a wife, a suitor wanting to be her pick. Her sultry moans kept egging him on too; words weren't needed to express each other's desires and affections, the Buizel hefting up those large mounds while they'd persist in their deep kiss, rolling tongues over one another in a battle for dominance. Eventually, Floatzel would reign on top with her experience over the young Bui, soon bringing him down onto the bed and towering over him, the whole while never ending that kiss.
Eyes were closed between the two, letting lust and instinct guide their bodies, Floatzel's large ass hotdogging the girthy dick between her son's legs. She just loved how eager he was, once so shy and reserved, so ready to run away if she so much as breathed in his direction the wrong way, now he was all over her, craving more and it had her reeling internally. This may not have been the most ideal way for a mother and son to connect but by golly was she not about to complain about how Arceus-damned hot of a man her little Buizel grew up to be. If anything, it felt like this was a blessing from Arceus Himself to send this adonis of a stud her way not just for a good fuck but to reconnect with her lost past. She wasn't going to spoil the moment with more sob stories, it was all aboard and moving forward on this train.
A spank caught Floatzel off guard that won a surprised yelp into a whorish moan out of the woman, her fat ass wobbling to the impact of paw against the right cheek. So many ripples off of a single spank, Arceus was this woman a fucking ten out of ten. Manny's moans soon became growls and he'd find himself trying to be a little more forward and assertive with his desires, trying to prove himself strong and capable of being a dominant male to his mother. She thought it was adorable, she could see his inexperience, another swat at her butt while he'd try nibbling on her bottom lip in their kiss which tickled more than anything. It felt good though and she had a mind to let the boy be in control this time. After all, even though they've started connecting as family, he still paid for her services. She was still his lady of the night.
"Mmmhh hmhmhmm~" She cooed and broke the kiss finally, their tongues slithering about each other until they were too far apart to kiss anymore. Saliva connected lips and tongues, Manny huffing while his mother gazed down at her with those beautiful bedroom eyes of hers that never ceased to make him shudder. "Aren't you a brave little Bui, dear~ You wanna be in charge this time? Show Momma Zel what you can do~?" She snickered and pushed her meaty ass back against that towering breeding pole of his. His groans were music to her ears, the poor boy trying so hard to act all tough. "Don't forget… you still paid for me~ I'm your bitch tonight~" Manny's cock flexed especially hard. Yeah, her boy's got himself a mommy kink.
"F-fuck, mom…" He huffed and looked away shyly. "Y-you're too damn hot… it's not fair!"
"Fair?" She giggled and gently turned his head back to her, locking gazes. She had that sweet, motherly stare again that melted the Buizel's heart. "How does that silly saying go again? All's fair in love and war~?" She leaned down to peck his forehead playfully. "You don't have to act like someone you're not, dear. If you wanna be in control, you just have to ask~ And you don't have to be afraid of asking for help if you don't know what you do. That's what I'm here for, as a sex worker and a mother~"
"I-I don't think most parents get asked by their children how to fuck…" Manny's face glowed deeply red. "O-or to fuck."
"You'd be surprised, dear~" Floatzel couldn't help but chuckle, definitely knowing something he didn't. "Incest among Pokemon is a very common occurrence. It's those poor humans who had a problem with it, but they had their reasons. We aren't affected by inbreeding like they are so kids turning 18–yourself included now–often let their unconditional love for their parents blossom into more than just a family relationship. As I've heard many times, why go looking for love when love has been there the whole time?" Manny huffed and looked away again.
"Y-yeah? Well…" His blush darkened as he stopped himself from blurting out something very lewd. Admittedly, he developed a bit of a crush for one of the adult caretakers back at home when his hormones and puberty started kicking in back in his younger teenage days. That crush never really left and he'd had many a young fantasy of doing very lewd things to that oh so kind Slowbro woman. "I!... H-have had… thoughts about… M-Ms. Pemma a few… dozen times."
"Ms. Pemma?" Floatzel tilted her head. That name sounded familiar to her. It was hard remembering a lot of the folk at the village since she'd been gone so long. And working in the sex industry had her frequenting many faces, granted she didn't have a name behind most those faces, the sex she'd had with them gave her mind a lot of fresh memories over the old ones. It took a little but she managed to make something out in her head, a little fuzzy but it was there. "That's… she's a… Slowbro, isn't she? She was one of the caretakers for the communal families." Manny nodded and his blush just kept getting brighter and brighter. Then Floatzel's lips curled upward in a very devious smirk, her eyes narrowing teasingly at the embarrassed water weasel beneath her. In an almost childlike manner, she began teasing the boy playfully, "Ooooooo~ You like Pemmaaaaa~"
"Wh-what the hell, mom!? Sh-shut up!" He swatted at her like a cat to a toy, her giggles tormenting the flustered Buizel who squirmed beneath the busty woman.
"Manny and Pemma sitting in a tree~ F-U-C-K-I-N-G~" She kept playfully teasing the Buizel as if they were peers rather than mother and son. Manny groaned but couldn't help himself to a quick fantasy of quite literally doing just that to the beautifully pudgy Slowbro. Oh how her gentle, motherly voice made him swoon so easily, how he'd practically obey her every request like the good boy he was. Like a teacher's pet, he did everything she'd ask of him without question. If she told him find a bridge and jump, he'd simply say when and where.
But Arceus be damned, this sexy ass Floatzel on top of him was getting on his nerves! Who knew a grown ass cougar woman like herself could still have such a childish side to her as to taunt him like they're elementary kids or something? It was kind of cute in a way… being able to connect with his mother like this so easily after being apart for so long, going from barely even knowing her to… maybe wanting to know less if she kept up the playground teasing. But at the same time, the rage she fueled within him made something click in the Buizel's mind, something instinctual and feral. He was still being hotdogged by this sex bitch and his cock was as angry to punish her as he was. It caught them both off guard, his hold at the woman's wide hips, kneading fingers into the plushness that made him wonder if she'd given birth to someone else's children, if he may have some brothers or sisters somewhere out there with how wide her hips were, how easily she could lay strong, healthy eggs with a body like this. But then the thought made him angrier, jealous that someone would dare not just use her body for a night of relief but dare to put young in this queen. Something in Manny disapproved, something feral. She belonged to him! That's his mother–nye, his mate! Her body is his and nobody breeds his bitch but him! He would show them… he would prove to them–to her–nobody satisfies this Floatzel better than he can!
It was a real shocker to Floatzel to find the bedroom suddenly spinning downward as her body was shoved off the smaller otter and pinned to the bed. He now stood over her with a snarl, his eyes glazed over with a feral frenzy that craved her body, craved punishment for the bitch who dared tease him, dared to bear him brothers and sisters that weren't conceived by his own seed. He didn't even know if she had been impregnated again after himself but his mind didn't seem to care, he needed only feel her supple figure and his inexperienced brain filled in the pieces with jealous assumptions. "You're mines… you're mines!" He'd repeat to the blushing Floatzel. Manny almost didn't look like himself the way those lustful eyes stared at her. But holy shit was it hot! She'd not had many shy partners like him who'd crawl out of their shells and give her a real thrill like this. It was what made the shy types her favorites. Like giving birth to a shiny Pokemon, that oh so rare chance of a cute boy snapping and going wild on her was a rush that she never got tired of.
That smirk persisted and her eyes lidded with arousal, deep growl in the back of her throat while a paw reached out to grab one of his own. "Yours~?" She repeated to the growling male, watching him thrust against her pussy like a canine in rut, carelessly jabbing her folds, thighs, crotch, aimlessly trying to hit the mark. She'd reach with her other paw to grasp the base of her son's girth, his lusty hiss approving of her touch and his thrusts ceasing for only a moment. She'd guided him to her pink flesh, the touch of his thick tip to her entry all he needed while pressing her cheek to his, a husky whisper giving him the signal. "Prove it..~"
The Buizel's neck fur under his float sac ruffled up like an irritated bird and his snarl dripped with saliva onto the woman's large bosom before he'd send himself hilting her depths with one firm slam forward, burying himself and sharing pleasured howls with the woman. Floatzel's back arched with overwhelmed pleasure, so much cock so deep into her canal once more its size hugged by the instinctual clamp of her walls hugging around such a meaty pole invading so deeply and suddenly. Her body immediately welcomed the familiar cock back inside her body and she'd wrap legs around his waist while recklessly fucked by the once-virgin male's rutting hips. His thrusts were sloppy, not even instinct able to bring rhythm to the boy's lack of experience, but for Floatzel, those wild and uncontrolled humps just made the sex feel even better. Sure, she could never predict how he'd slam against her with him going ferociously fast at one moment and the next he's staggered but more forceful in his thrusts, but the constant spontaneous change of pace just hit so many places inside her in ways that an experienced partner simply couldn't do anymore. Jabs against sensitive walls, unintentional grinding into her g-spot, cervix kisses again and again, it felt so fucking good to be ravaged by someone who barely knew what they were doing! The inability to expect what came next always kept Floatzel's pleasure peaked by those surprise jolts of extra pleasure.
"YES!" She screamed happily, clinging to her growling son who fucked her with mindless delight. He'd latch onto a teat and bite at it, nibbling and tugging the perky and sensitive nipple that he knows has seen plenty of use from gropes to pinches to nursing from hungry virgins like himself. With how plump his mother's nipples were, he imagined they probably get played with by most of her partners, especially any other first-timers who'd likely want to feel up all over a woman's body–Arceus knows when they'd get to touch another woman like that again. Manny wasn't concerned about something like that though, he wouldn't have any worries like that. He knew he could fuck his mother any time he wanted and she wouldn't object nor complain–well, maybe she would if she were in the middle of work with a client. But then he'd probably just get jealous and fuck the client too or something. Maybe it'd be wise of him to steer clear of his mom while she's working so he doesn't get banned from the place.
Wait, what the heck am I thinking? Manny had been rambling on in his head as if he lived here or something. This is a brothel, for Mew's sake! Sure, his mother lives here and he could just pay big coin to have a full night with her but also it feels kinda strange having to pay to spend time with his mom. Then again, the intention at a brothel is buying a worker's body for sex not… casual conversation? But hey, if someone wants to pay for professional and legal prostitution just to ramble on about themselves and not fuck, if the sex worker isn't complaining, why stop them? The Buizel was beginning to wonder if the Honey Pot is currently hiring male workers, but was that really an excuse just to be with his mother? Sure, he had a big dick and was a pretty attractive male as he's been told many times–the big dick part he's only be told once though… by his own mother–but to be a sex worker, most would usually prefer it if you had experience with sex! Though, with the whole tradition of his fellow male peers at the village of coming to lose their virginity once they reach mating age, virgins coming to workers for first times had him wondering if there was a market out there in the sex industry for clients who had a preference for inexperienced partners. It's not unfamiliar territory to hear about Pokemon who have a fetish for it but in the sex industry? To him, it felt like waste of money to spend thousands of coin on someone who would barely know what they're doing.
"Harder, baby~! Fuck momma harder!" Manny snarled at his mother–his lover–and released himself from her nipple to focus more on ravaging her body. His eyes scanned her up and down while he thrust and fucked, admiring the way her pudgy, voluptuous form would rock back and forth from his wild humps, the meaty smack of hips to hips, the wet schlep, squish, and squelch of her sopping wet pussy drilled by big, angry Buizel cock. His throbs were strong and his body burned with pleasure, sheer willpower refusing the male from an early climax. By this point, he would have already blown another mess into the Floatzel's pussy but his desire to prove himself to her refused to let him blow so easily. His hips kept up, he fucked harder just as she pleaded and was rewarded by her roaring moans and a mess that sprayed his crotch. Fuck! His mother's a squirter~
The way she shook and writhed beneath him was nothing short of alluring. It was a magnificent display of pleasure fitting of a goddess like herself, pleasure that he provided her. Manny's mind paraded how no other male could pleasure her like this, he was the best, he was all she needed! He had no idea what he was up against, who'd fucked her before him, how many different species she'd taken and the shapes and sizes of their cocks. As far as he was concerned, he was far from the biggest she may have ever taken and his male pride was as about as long as himself and thick as a soda can. Cock like his would never fit a Pokemon his own size–mating another Buizel was out of the question–Manny was fit for women like his mother. Tall, busty, large women meant to be bred by beasts like Aggron, Rhyperior, or Tyrannitar. And here he was, a little Bui with a dick that could compete with those giants, sending this amazonian queen into a moaning fit as she squirted again on his dick.
While he didn't have the ear for it, Manny could just tell that not one of his mother's moans were faked. Nobody would go to these lengths to fake pleasure like this, screaming in delight while her cunt splashed his crotch multiple times, a paw so shakily feeling herself up while the other reached down to stroke sloppily at her clit while railed by the smaller male atop of her. He could hear the desperation in Floatzel's voice, the way she'd beg him to go deeper, plead him to fuck harder, and howl her climaxes to the heavens for all to hear. Sure, virgins ate that stuff up, usually going off of their fan fictions and internet porn as the only 'experience' they'd have with sex and all the staged and overexaggerated responses to pleasure and stimulation, but to go to these lengths just to get someone off would be ridiculous.
"I'm cumming! I'm cumming, I'm cumming, f-ffuuuuck! I'm cumming!" Floatzel repeated swiftly with bated breath, sharp, airy gasps going into hard and loud moans. No matter how much she'd cum and squirt on her son, he'd never let up, no mercy. He knew she could take it, she's one of the Honey Pot's best, she built herself up to this profession! He'd fuck her wild, fuck her deeper, growling and moaning so loudly, edging himself for minute after minute. His willpower was something to behold, truly impressive the way he'd just hold himself there, teetering on the cusp of an explosive orgasm but never succumbing simply because his feral mind said no. It certainly had Floatzel won over, her glistening eyes in tears from the overwhelming pleasure of constant climaxes. He was her best yet and it was no contest.
"You're mine! Mines, mines, all MINES!" Manny snarled and clamped onto a breast again when he'd seen his mother starting to lactate from all the pleasure and her son's previous load churning deep in her womb with the beginning stages of pregnancy. He sucked hard at her teat, the tenderness of that milky nipple being attacked again only serving to bring pleasure shocks of mini orgasms to the quaking Floatzle who clung to the boy desperately. Her pussy kept rippling with clenches, milking so tightly at the cock that kept slamming in and out of her, soaked walls slicking her up so much to let that dick drill through her insides without any care for causing her harm, only more and more pleasure by the thrust. She'd hug his dick harder, wanting to smother her boy's large pole with that marshmallowy hug of fleshy soft insides, so tight around him for someone who gets fucked on a daily basis Arceus knows how many times a day. She truly was the perfect woman to him and he'd make sure to prove himself the perfect male for her.
Manny wanted to be with his mother, he'd come to terms with that pretty quickly. There was no denying that he'd fallen in love with her at first sight and finding out they're related didn't deter that love. If anything, it made it stronger. Yeah, he definitely has a mommy kink. Every time Floatzel would refer to herself as 'momma', do or say anything in a motherly manner, it just made his heart flutter, it gave him Butterfree in his stomach. It made him want to bend her over and give her more kids, build a family of brothers and sisters he would also call sons and daughters. He wouldn't be satisfied until their family tree was a tangled yarn ball of intertwining connections that was about as understandable as his favorite video game series' plot, Realm of Hearts.
"Breed me, Manny! Cum in me! Fill your mother–fucking knock me up, baby!" Floatzel howled and wrapped shaky arms around her boy's back, smothering his face between her massive, milky mounds with one more scream and her last and hardest orgasm making a sloshing mess of their crotches. Another round of juices squirt hard all over their lower halves, staining the already ruined bed sheets with more of her cum and nectar while Manny just fucked and bred her the whole time again and again. His mother's poor cunt was so overwhelmed with sex and stimulation that she thought she'd never feel anything but raw pleasure ever again. Of course, hearing those pleas finally fucked out of his mom was what Manny had waited for most and he would give his busty queen exactly what she begged for.
A snarl was all he could muster, not a word out of the frenzied male who slammed himself home, popped balls deep inside that delicious cunt and letting his final, most violent throbs and pulsations dig into the woman's deeply violated insides. His tip shot straight through the woman's cervix, filling her already cum pooled womb with his engorged, flaring tip that shot another messy round of nut into her overcapacity canal. The voluptuous otter shook violently, her eyes rolled up and tongue lulled out in a true ahegao of fucked silly bliss, feeling every throb inside her, every pump of cum so intensely shooting more and more gloopy, white hot love deep into her fertile cavern, so much active seed swimming around inside her womb and attacking every egg it can find and yet more slimy Buizel cream kept spraying inside her as the male howled, back arched and head turned upward like a true feral mutt breeding his bitch to the brim. She loved every second of being creampied by her son, the way he lost himself and became this vicious breeder that could satisfy every craving within her. She had to wonder if the boy even knew what he was doing at this point or if he were watching himself in some sort of subconscious stupor as he fucked the intelligence out of both of them until they were no less than a sweat caked pile of swampy musk stank and cum.
The two of them were collapsed against each other, huffing and heaving in the aftermath of such incredible sex, the Buizel's frenzy slowly dissipating with the satisfaction of a job very well done. His cock was still flexing a bit within his mother's vagina, the convulsions of her walls keeping his sensitive dick twitchy in alive, oozing a much smaller supply of seed now with just occasional little spurts like a canine tied and impregnating his mate. The glazed look in his eyes had faded back to those soft, cool emeralds and the wild blush growing across his cheeks told her that the entirety of their experience was now catching up to him. But instead of some wild freak out like he probably would've done before, he just let out a long, exasperated huff and a very goofy smile.
"Hhhoooo… oof… holy shit…" Manny spoke up, the first thing he'd said since he went literally fucking crazy. Shaky paws started running up and down his mother's sides slowly, kneading into her form with newfound tenderness in an effort to display aftercare to his fucked stupid lover. Her brain was still pretty fried as the lingering explosive pleasures of wild sex still tingled deeply in the core of her pussy along with the heavy sloshes of cum pooled in her womb. Her belly looked nice and rotund off of all that seed and soon enough, she'd be looking especially gravid in a matter of days as she'd soon be developing her own son's eggs inside of her. "...I fucked the shit outta my own mom… I-I didn't even know I could fuck like that."
"That… haah, would be your instincts, darling… huffff… and might I say, I think–mmh–I'll be teasing those outta you more often~" The sweat caked Floatzel chuckled softly, reaching a trembling paw up to caress her son's cheek with a smile. "You are… that was easily the best sex… I've ever had~" Manny felt a huge wave of pride wash over him and he smiled big and boldly at his mother who giggled at the boy's boosted confidence and ego. She kissed his cheek softly and held him close to her. "I think… I'm gonna need another dose of that… and another, and another~" Manny's ego was immediately shot down back to a humble, inexperienced boy. Was that seriously not enough for her? Did she not just cum like… seventeen times? She could see it written all over his face and couldn't help luaghing a little. "Oh hoho-ooh no, I don't mean right now, sweetie~ I mean in general, I don't think momma will be the same… without sex like that~"
"Err… I-I'd be happy to..!" The flustered Buizel's tails wagged with excitement at the thought of getting to make love to his mother again. "Th-though… I hope we can meet up again, uh… not in the context of business b-but maybe as… a-as umm… err…"
"Lovers~?" She finished for the embarrassed Buizel who shyly nodded. Floatzel smiled at the boy and kissed his cheek with a soft purr. "Of course, I'd love to spend time with you as a partner and a mother~ And first thing's first is getting you a job. You're 18 now and can't rely on parents and allowances forever, dear."
"Y-yeah, I know I know." Manny huffed, a little flustered. "But I don't even know where to start with job hunting or what I even wanna do!" The Floatzel thought it over for a moment and smirked that signature smirk of hers. Manny had a feeling he knew exactly what she was about to say.
"You're in a brothel and fuck like a champion when you wanna~ There's a field in the industry that isn't too frequented and there has been some demand from clients who want inexperienced partners, eehhhh? Eehhhhh~?" Yep, she went exactly where he thought she would. But he'd thought about it himself earlier while rutting her lights out so it's not like he could be mad at her for the teasing. Plus, it was an offer she was making and as one of the best in business, his mom could definitely put in a good word and recommendation for him. From fresh adult virgin to extravagant sex worker with a busty BBW MILF to call his own. Literally, she was his mother after all.
"A-Arceus, I love you, mom…" Manny swooned over the woman cuddling him and smothered his blushing face into her large bosom. The Floatzel giggled and smiled, embracing her son closely and feeling a content warmth wash over her like she'd felt only once before when she'd first held her newborn son. Now here he was, 18 years later held once again in her arms with mutual, unconditional love.
"I love you too, dear. Momma won't ever let you go again~"