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Mikaela strained to hear that familiar sound of Stacy leaving for work. She seemed to be running a little late today, which made Mikaela nervous, but…
There! With the telltale thunk of the front door closing, the apartment was hers! She strode out of her room and straight to the bathroom, which she desperately needed to use. Of course she could have used it earlier, but that risked running into Stacy.
After using the bathroom, Mikaela got ready for her day, which, for an unemployed college student on summer break, did not involve much. She quickly showered and shaved her legs and pussy, “as though anyone’s going to see that,” She thought, but she did it anyway since it was getting itchy. Getting out of the shower, she couldn’t help but notice herself in the mirror:
Her straight dirty-blonde hair was beginning to reach past her shoulders and could use a trim, and her pouty, freckled face was cute as ever (in her own opinion). “But what am I gonna do about my ass and thighs?” She thought as she turned to see her thick lower half, which was recently feeling the effects of her sedentary lifestyle. “At least the fat’s mostly keeping away from my belly,” she thought with a huff, “but why can’t it at least go to my boobs…” With her modest B-cups, she was feeling distinctly bottom heavy, and she wondered, as she often did, why her body couldn’t just take care of itself!
Mikaela had lots of lounging about to do and made sure to dress appropriately: an oversized T-shirt from a camp she was a counselor at in high-school, and pink booty shorts. Her parent’s had encouraged her to do another year at the camp this summer, but Mikaela was growing increasingly certain that she didn’t want anything to do with any kind of job ever again. Or college. Or anything that required any sort of “work.” It was stressful! And not fun at all!
She began her busy schedule, starting with some intense social media browsing. She looked at all sorts of things, but lately she’d been focusing on stay-at-home influencers…now that was the life! Take pictures of good food you ate, cute outfits you’d buy… maybe have some kids for company…
“Sigh…”
Mikaela was sprawled on the big old fold-out couch she and Stacy had in the living room as she scrolled. The fold-out couch was both of theirs…but Stacy was the one who had found it for free online. In fact, almost everything in the apartment was Stacy’s by some measure or another. She bought most of the food, she’d covered Mikaela’s missing rent multiple times, and she’d even helped Mikaela study (cheat) last semester. All in all, Stacy had been instrumental in Mikaela’s dream of a lazy life…and despite how much she wanted it, Mikaela felt guilty. She was taking advantage of Stacy’s overachieving, outgoing personality, and avoided Stacy as much as possible so she didn’t have to own up to it.
But rather than deal with the situation, Mikaela preferred to distract herself.
She exited the program she was on, and opened up a video she’d been particularly obsessed with recently: “Bratty Step-Sis Gets Knocked-up After Stealing Bro’s Stuff.” She didn't always like videos with men in them, but the scenario in this one was too good to pass up!
Mikaela got into position, her hand between her thick thighs, pussy already a little damp, and… dropped her phone.
“Ahh!” She yelped as her phone smacked her in the face, and then slid to the side of her head. “Oww…” She rubbed at cheek where the corner of the phone had hit it as she pawed underneath her head, but she couldn’t find it. “Oh no, did it go into the cushions?” The fold-out couch was an old and ungainly contraption, and getting things out of it was never simple. She reached into the cushions, but found nothing but the metal bars of the bed. Sighing, she got on the floor to plumb the depths of the pull-out couch.
It wasn’t too uncomfortable; there was a fluffy shag carpet under the couch that Mikaela like a lot, even if the couch’s feet always got caught in it. Right now she was just frustrated and horny, and shoved herself under the couch, reaching up into its workings to feel for her phone. “Come on, come on…” She kept searching and searching, getting more and more frustrated as she found nothing but steel rods and cushioning. She stretched herself further, trying out every nook and cranny, until…
“AH! Gotcha!”
She pulled. The couch unfolded.
“AUGH!”
Or it tried to at least. A metal bar making up the bed unfolded out and down, pinning the small of Mikaela’s back to the carpet below, but couldn’t unfold further. Mikaela wriggled and pushed, but the couch was extremely heavy due to its steel construction, and its feet were caught on the shag carpet, locking it to the ground.
Mikaela lay there, panting from her struggle. “oh no,” she thought, “what am I gonna do… uhg, Stacy won’t be home for hours, and—OW!” Her phone hit her on the back of the head, having fallen out of the couch. Mikaela rubbed her scalp and looked at her phone, laying there.
She grimaced, and resigned herself to what she’d have to do.
Stacy, much earlier than she expected, found herself going back up the stairs and back down the hallway to her and Mikaela’s apartment.
“I swear, this had better actually be important,” She thought. It might not be right to call her and Mikaela’s relationship “strained,” but it could certainly be better. “She avoids me at all costs,” she thought as she flipped through her keys for the right one, “unless she has an emergency of course, THEN I’m the one she calls!”
Stacy swung the door open and strode in, making sure to put some irritation in her body language.
“Mikaela? You know how hard it is to leave work at such short notice, where are—”
“Uh…D-down here…”
“Huh?”
Mikaela Blushed as Stacy’s face came into view as she bent down to look at her embarrassing position. To avoid her for so long, only to have to call for her to help with something like this…
Despite her annoyance, Stacy couldn’t help but smirk and suppress a laugh, “Wha—how did this even happen?”
Mikaela blushed even harder, and had to look away. “I was—don’t worry about it, just give me a hand, would you?” She couldn’t stand looking like a fool to Stacy. Stacy’s dark eyes behind glasses, her neat ponytail…She always looked so professional to Mikaela, she couldn’t help but feel inadequate! Maybe that was another reason she avoided her.
Stacy sighed and stood up. She was still annoyed, but she couldn’t stay too mad at Mikaela’s cute, freckled face, especially when she was so adorably embarrassed. Even when she was lazy and slacking off on the tiniest of responsibilities, Stacy couldn’t help but humor her.
“Grrr…I’m too easy on her, she’s not just some cute pet for me to take care of, she’s an adult with her own responsibilities and—” Stacy found herself cut off short as she rounded the couch.
Rounded the couch. Rounded.
Round.
That was what all Stacy could think for a moment as she saw the sight before her.
Mikaela’s lower half was sticking out from under the couch, pinned down by the fold out bed, and what a lower half it was. She hadn’t had a chance to see it in a while, and it was bigger than Stacy remembered…Mikaela had put on weight it seemed. Mikaela’s shirt had ridden up, fully exposing her pink booty shorts, which dug into her smooth, fleshy ass, barely containing it. As Stacy stared, Mikaela shifted her legs, and her ass jiggled and swayed to even that small movement, and Stacy’s breath caught in her throat, and her cock instantly made itself known through her stockings.
Mikaela noticed Stacy’s feet had stopped where she could see the way she was trapped, and she somehow blushed even deeper. “God, I must look so stupid right now…” Embarrassment cored her. She hated to admit it, but Stacy’s opinion of her mattered a lot, and this ridiculous situation was killing her inside. “H-hey!” she called out, “Don’t just stand there, help me out of this thing!”
Stacy Broke from her trance with a start, “Ah—Oh! S-sorry!” If Mikaela’s cute face had dampened her annoyance, her ass had flattened it. She tried to look at the mechanism of the bed and not Mikaela’s absolute dump-truck, to limited success. “How do you…wait…” It occurred to her that they’d never actually needed to use the fold-out bed, they’d just needed a couch and this one had been free.
She tried pushing the cushions back to their “couch” position, but they wouldn’t budge. She tried pulling them out to the full “bed” position, but that didn’t do anything.
“Maybe try doing that from the middle?” Mikaela suggested. Stacy gulped. She knew Mikaela was right, but that would mean…
Stacy positioned herself directly over Mikaela, her feet on either side of Mikaela’s thighs, giving her a perfect view of ass (all views of her ass were perfect, but still). “just squat down, and your cock will be right in between those,” she tried not to think. “Could those cheeks cover your whole cock if you squished them together?” She failed to not think as she grabbed the bar pinning Mikaela down and attempted to shift it.
Mikaela could feel the bar trapping her shift a little, but only a little. “Sigh.” The shame of the situation was really getting to her, with Stacy above her like this she was feeling hot all over. Why couldn’t things like this just not happen! She bet Stacy loved seeing her embarrass herself like this…she’d probably drag it out too, just to make Mikaela feel bad.
“Hey!” Mikaela suddenly mad, said over her shoulder, “put your back into it! Get me out of here!”
“Rrrg, you…” Stacy couldn’t budge the bed mechanism, and the couch was too heavy for her to lift of Mikaela entirely. Though to be fair, she didn’t have the best angle for leverage. To get that, she’d need to…
“Come on!” Mikaela yelled, “you’re not going to lift it from there! Are you even trying?” Mikaela shook her ass, as if for emphasis.
“Alright, fine!” If Mikaela wanted it this way she could have it! Stacy dropped into a crouch, her ass landing on Mikaela’s thighs, and her cock, which was creating quite a large bulge in her tights, landed between Mikaela’s generous ass cheeks, the thick rod bouncing off the springy flesh before settling in the cleft; a spurt of precum soaked the materiel and began dripping on the trapped girl’s ass.
“AHH!” Mikaela had…forgotten that Stacy had one of those (though she didn’t think to wonder why it was hard). Her shame and embarrassment climbed to even further heights, and she was feeling hot all over. Stacy knew this would embarrass her even more, and she still did it!
“YOU! Y-YOOOUUU!” Mikaela raged.
“W-what?! Y-you wanted my help, don’t complain!” Stacy had slapped her cock down to shut Mikaela up, but this warmth, the springy flesh against her cock and balls was driving her quickly insane.
Mikaela was frustrated, but all she could do was shift around in place, grinding her ass against the huge cock. “You ALWAYS do this!” She whined, “I get into a little bit of trouble and you go out of your way to embarrass me for it!”
“That’s not—You—I—” Stacy sputtered as she tried to cope with both Mikaela’s accusations and her warm, engulfing ass at once. Her cock was as rigid a she could ever remember it being, and she was afraid she’d do something they’d both regret if she didn’t regain control.
“Every time I—AHHN!💗” Mikaela’s whining was interrupted by the crack of Stacy’s palm hitting her ass cheek, leaving it wobbling from the impact. “Owww, What was that for?!”
“If you act like a brat, I’m going to treat you like one!”
CRACK!
“AHN!”
“I help you with school, I help you with bills!”
CRACK!
“AHH💕—W-wait…”
“And you just sit around and let your ass get fat!”
CRACK!
“HNNNG!”
“This is the thing to do,” Stacy thought as she rained blows on Mikaela’s reddening cheeks, “I’ll just give her a little taste of what she’s asking for, no more than that!” Her cock was throbbing now, and pre spurted out with every pulse, soaking her leggings and Mikaela’s booty shorts. Or maybe that was just from Mikaela’s pussy.
“AH💕! AHN💗! AH💕,” Mikaela cried out as her butt was tenderized, “sh-she can’t do this to me!” She thoughts as she tried to grind her legs together. In an attempt to escape, of course.
Eventually Stacy stopped her blows and leaned back, the outburst cooling her head a bit, if not her loins.
“This isn’t good…I’m not thinking straight…”
Despite every instinct telling her otherwise…Stacy lifted herself, and her cock, from Mikaela’s red, stinging backside, a line of thick precum connecting her cockhead to the globes of her ass. Stacy’s grinding had forced the soaked booty shorts deep into the cleft of Mikaela’s ass, and it took everything for Stacy to pry her eyes away.
“Hah…I’m sorry Mikaela, I didn’t mean to…Sometimes you just make me…” Mikaela wasn’t going to stand—well, lay down for this! Panting and red faced, her hard nipples digging into the carpet, she doubled down:
“Sometimes I just make you what, huh?” She shook her red ass for emphasis, which was all she could really do, “You always insist on helping me with everything and doing everything for me, and then you treat me like I’m your pet bimbo who can’t take care of herself at all! And now, when I really do need help, you just rub your dick on my ass and laugh at me!”
Instantly, Stacy’s earlier annoyance, her anger, came rushing back.
“You—AH!” Mikaela tried to continue, but she was interrupted by Stacy grabbing her booty shorts and roughly dragging them off her stinging cheeks. With her other hand, she pulled down her own skirt, leggings, and panties all together, releasing her veiny, clublike, 14 inch cock and balls.
“I leave work because you call for help!”
Mikaela yelped as Stacy grabbed her ass by both cheeks and spread it apart, revealing a drenched valley with a winking pink asshole and a drooling pussy.
“I cover your rent because you won’t get a job!”
She Slapped her cock between the cheeks and squished them together. Then she began thrusting, sawing her rod through pale pink assflesh. Mikaela moaned as Stacy’s huge balls slapped her pussy, and her shaft ground against her butthole.
“AH, AH, AHHN💗💕!”
“And you have the gall to act like I’m taking advantage of you?” Thick ropes of precum were spraying across Mikaela’s back now as Stacy’s thrusting became even more violent, Drawing her cock further back each stroke, hitting with nearly the strength of her earlier spanking, her grip on Mikaela’s ass white-knuckle tight.
Mikaela couldn’t believe what was happening to her, that Stacy was doing this to her. But she was also panting and moaning and raising her hips up as much as she could to meet Stacy’s thrusts.
“AHAHN, HHN!”
“If that’s what you think, then maybe I should—” Stacy had pulled her cock all the way back to Mikaela’s pussy. At the same, Mikaela thrust her hips upwards, and Stacy’s next thrust shoved half her cock straight into Mikaela’s drenched slit, plowing open her passage and ramming into her cervix.
💗💕💗💕💗💕
"HAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH?!?!"
💗💕💗💕💗💕
Stacy gasped from the tightness of it, and stopped moving immediately to keep from blasting Mikaela’s womb with thick, virile, baby batter. Mikaela could not hold back, the huge member stimulating every nerve and making her whole body stiffen while she drenched Stacy’s cock with girlcum, her pussy trying hard to milk cum out of Stacy’s balls.
Stacy had to remain as still as possible while Mikaela rode out her orgasm to keep from cumming herself while her thick precum flooded Mikaela’s passage, but what little wherewithal she still had within herself kept her from inseminating her roommate.
Mikaela was panting, sweaty, and red as she finally came down. She didn’t know what had come over her, but she’d had one of the strongest orgasms of her life. Trapped under a couch. In front of her roommate. She just buried her head in her arms and just tried to relax…but aftershocks of her orgasm gripped her suddenly, as Stacy began to slowly drag out her huge cock.
Stacy moved slowly, as she was still in the danger zone, but she was almost out, she could leave Mikaela, go jerk off, come back and actually get her out of this stupid, stupid couch.
“Y-you put your cock in me…” Stacy paused as Mikaela piped up, “I guess I am just a little bimbo for you to use, huh…” Stacy’s temper flared. “This AGAIN?” She thought, amazed that Mikaela could not just let this go for just a little bit.
And Stacy thought about it. She thought about how, no matter how much she had to cover for all of Mikaela’s flaws and laziness, she let her live here still. She thought about how she continued to help her, despite her lack of appreciation, and despite her unwillingness to reciprocate. She came to a decision.
“AH—AHHN💔??” Mikaela moaned as Stacy slammed her cock back into her pussy, deeper than before, pushing her womb up to make room for the massive prick. Mikaela looked back just as Stacy pulled back for another cervix-crushing thrust.
“W-wait, what are you—AHH!—Wha—AH!AH!AH!” Stacy began thrusting deep and hard, forcing Mikaela’s pussy to make room for the club-like cock, not letting Mikaela even make a coherent sentence.
“You did this on purpose, didn’t you?!” Stacy accused as she rearranged Mikaela’s insides, “You keep talking about me controlling you, I find you trapped here with you fat ass hanging out, it’s like you want me to take you!”
“N-N-NOOOOoooOOOooo—💔💕💗” Mikaela tried to protest, but her own orgasm cut her off, soaking the carpet with fresh pussy juice.
Deeper and deeper Stacy thrust, pressing harder and harder against Mikaela’s womb, desperate to get her whole cock inside the vice-like folds of her pussy, to slam her hips against Mikaela’s beautiful ass, until SLAP!
The two of them froze as Stacy’s hips finally met Mikaela’s ass. Mikaela was stunned with a mix of pain and unknown pleasure, as Stacy’s cockhead had pried open her womb, the cockhead’s ridge popping past the barrier of her cervix.
For Stacy, the feeling of her hips meeting Mikaela’s ass, of her cervix’s tight grip around her cockhead, changed something in her mind. Her instincts shifted from fucking to breeding.
Stacy began popping her cockhead in and out of Mikaela’s womb in short, strong thrusts, sending rolling waves of pleasure through the little bimbo’s body, making her quake with orgasm leading into orgasm.
“C-Cumming!” Stacy exclaimed as her thrusts got faster and faster, Mikaela’s ass shaking and bouncing from the impacts.
“C-c-cumm💕??” Perhaps Mikaela was trying to say ‘cum outside,’ but her cock addled brain would not allow full thoughts to form.
Stacy crashed into Mikaela’s hips one final time, holding tight to her roommate as her cock jerked and unloaded a flood of hyper-virile cum directly into Mikaela’s womb. Mikaela orgasmed as a response, her strongest one yet, her body convulsing from the waves of pleasure as her pussy desperately tried to milk as much cum as possible from Stacy’s Cock.
"💔💗💕💗💗💔💔💔💕💗💕💕💔💕💗💔💕💗💕💕AH-AHAAAAAAAHN????!!??!"
Stacy held here for several minutes, slowly grinding her cock into Mikaela to maximize the pleasure. Mikaela was a twitching mess, her womb full to bursting with thick semen, bulging out her stomach. Overflowing semen had squirted out of her pussy, painting ropes on the carpet behind them as Mikaela was thoroughly inseminated.
Stacy slumped over the partially unfolded couch, panting as her cock softened a bit inside Mikaela. Mikaela was all but unconscious, but she uttered one thing before she passed out.
“Y-you’d better…Take care of me…”