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Choso doesn’t like crowds. The modern world is much too loud and bright and busy and he absolutely does not care for it. He doesn’t understand why he can’t just stay in bed with Mommy. But she had stars in her eyes and promised him many exciting things and said that he’d love it, and Mommy never lies so Choso tamps down his reservations and decides to go out. She dresses him in a cute oversized sky blue knit sweater with white fluffy cloud details and loose baggy pants. Choso’s big and broad shouldered, but Mommy’s spent some time looking for this perfect sweater with extra long sleeves that’s got him looking like a puppy with his little sweater paws. Mommy slides a small cross body bag with his phone and a card with her name and number over his neck and after that he’s all set.
Mommy buckles him in after they get in the car. When she leans over him he catches her perfume laced with jasmine which has him curling his toes because Mommy’s a bit different today, even more grown up and refined because they’re going out. Mommy explained that she’s worried about him taking the metro so for today they can take her car. Choso nods solemnly even though he’s not quite sure what the metro is. He’s glad it’s just them. He wraps both arms around her free hand as she drives, and whines when she has to wiggle free to shift gears. He likes it when she gives his thigh a reassuring squeeze after. He likes it even more when she trails her hand up further to palm him through his pants at every stoplight.
Mommy makes him hold her hand when they’re out because he gets anxious, unmoored, when she’s not with him. And he still hasn’t quite figured out how to use the phone he has, so better safe than sorry.
She’s taken him to an aquarium. Mommy explains that there’s not gonna be a lot of people today and that he’s gonna see all the pretty fish he loved in the nature picture books she’s been reading to him at bedtime.
Choso oohs and aahs at every tank they pass, naming all the fish in it. Humans wanted curses like him dead and curses weren’t always very nice to him and his brothers, but animals were different. They simply just were, no ill intent, just floating aimlessly like that jellyfish and he found some comfort in that.
Mommy just smiles at his excitement. He goes absolutely giddy when they get to go through the tunnel, pointing at the sharks and stingrays above. Choso’s excitement is a quiet thing though, he shakes in place more like, and tugs at Mommy’s shirt insistently throughout.
After the tunnel they make it to the grand finale, a huge cylindrical tank with leveled seats spread out before it. It’s empty so it’s just him and Mommy. They sit down to watch fish, the room dark and chill except for the blue glow from the tank. Choso leans against Mommy and rests his head on her shoulder.
“Are you having fun baby?”
“Hmm...yeah, it’s nice,” he mutters. He’s getting a bit sleepy.
She snakes a hand under his waistband to give his ass a little pinch. He jolts and turns to look up at her with a frown.
“You were nodding off there, just wanted to wake you up.” He grumbles at that. “I think I know how to have even more fun,” she whispers conspiratorially. Before he can ask he suddenly feels a cold finger circling his rim. He clenches his hole reflexively.
Mommy rolls her eyes and uses her fingers to tease his cheeks apart and then he feels it edge around his rim again. This time he clenches his thighs and whines a little.
“Mommy...your finger’s cold. Not comfy,” the baby complains. She huffs impatiently but nevertheless withdraws her hand. She brings her fingers to her lips and suck on them, and when they come out they’re wet and glistening. Choso gulps.
She slides her hand in his pants quickly again and this time she’s less gentle. She circles his rim twice before pushing a finger in tentatively. Choso keens and lifts a leg up. She pushes it into her second knuckle. And leaves it there, still and unmoving.
Choso shifts to check her face, she’s not even looking at him anymore! She’s turned away, seemingly engrossed by the huge stingray that’s come up from below. He catches the smallest shift of her lips that has him pouting. Mommy’s definitely playing games! He bucks his hips a little to remind her. She smiles and returns it with a small curl of her finger. She takes a moment then edges another finger in, stretching him out a little more.
Choso’s half hard now, but no thanks to Mommy, he’s just incredibly frustrated because she’s not deep enough! He wraps his arm around her waist and buries his face in her shoulder, bracing himself before he bucks his hips until he’s taking her fingers in deeper.
“No, need more Mommy,” he whimpers. He’s tight and hot and his soft walls clench around her digits. He can feel some tears coming and he looks up at her just so Mommy can see how terribly she’s treating her baby.
She finally pumps her fingers in and out, picking up the pace, going rougher, curling it just a bit more until it’s hitting his perfect spot. He arches his back and curls his toes in his shoes. He shifts and ruts a little against Mommy’s thigh.
She takes her other hand and shoves it down the front of his pants. Her fingers ghost over his cockhead before cupping his balls. She gives them a little squeeze. Choso’s cock throbs. She’s pumping her fingers even faster and harder now and hits his prostate every time and he’s just about to rut again when she moves up from his balls to grip the base of his cock tight.
“Are you really trying to cum right now? While we’re in public?” Mommy taunts.
“What does that even mean,” he whines. He doesn’t care about these pathetic humans he just wants Mommy to let him cum right now!
Choso’s a baby. A giant lumbering baby who just wants to please Mommy and he’s needy but he’s not always selfish. But he just messed up because he was so excited with all the new things and now he’s scared she’s going to stop suddenly and he’s already regretting talking back. He stills his hips immediately and sighs as he plops his head down on her shoulder. Mommy stops moving too and looks at him worriedly.
“I’m sorry Mommy,” Choso cries. “Bein bad, not supposed to be like this when we’re out.”
“Oh my god,” she curses under her breath. “god no, baby you’re not bad, Mommy was only teasing. You’re not really in public anyway, there’s no one here, Mommy rented it out just for you. I- fuck.” Choso’s sniffling wetly now. “Hey, hey it’s okay we can keep going, Mommy wants you to feel good.” She slides her hand up his dick and plays with his slit with her thumb.
“Oh,” Choso says. Not quite believing but Mommy’s moving her hands again so...He shifts his hips incrementally. Mommy gives him a soft coo of encouragement that has him nodding softly. She exhales in relief and kiss the crown of his head.
Choso’s close and Mommy’s pumping his dick now and then she does a little flick of her wrist right as she hits his bundle of nerves from behind and then he groans as he spills all over her hands. Mommy gives a small laugh and takes out her hand from his back but keeps stroking him with the other anyway. Choso quivers, hands trembling at her waist, little gasps as he’s over sensitive after just cumming.
Finally, finally she stops and he slumps into her fully, his full weight against her.
“Mommy, can we go home now?”
“Ah, I thought you wanted the dolphin from the gift shop, though?”
“Okay, fine,” Choso mutters. “After that. Then home.”