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Porky Minch cackled with glee as his new mother brought him his favorite food. She wasn’t his biological mother (that fat, hateful bitch was long dead, immortalized only in the form of obese waitress robots), but rather a woman he’d identified as having beauty, grace, and good nature, all qualities the dear departed Lardna Minch had lacked.
The matronly woman’s name was Hinawa, and with the invasion of Porky’s Pigmask army, she’d almost lost her life. She wouldn’t have been the first, but the way she had passionately begged for help, trying to survive so that she could see her son again, implied a filial connection that Porky had so often craved during his formative years. The child-ruler of New Pork City had thus decided to spare her and put her to more appropriate use. What else were Chimera Experiments for, after all, if not to improve people and deliver them to their proper place?
Taking her had been a simple matter. A veteran of brainwashing techniques, Porky had used some elementary methods to convince that idiot Bronson that he’d seen Hinawa die (as a final “fuck you”, Porky instructed he break the news of Hinawa’s death to her husband Flint in the most insensitive way possible: as a coda to the revelation that the Dragon Fang he’d pulled out of her dying body would make a good weapon). In truth, the chubby, buck-toothed 13-year-old had spirited the woman away and into his personal possession, depositing her into a tank of green goo to heal and receive some “special brain instructions”.
Now, shoveling steak and eggs into his mouth, “King P” reflected again that this had been his greatest idea ever. Better than New Pork City, better than the Pigmask Army, better than any preparations he’d made to survive the forthcoming apocalypse. Hinawa was dressed in slutty lingerie, her large breasts weighing down the cups of the translucent silky bra through which every detail of her large nipples was readily visible. Really, both the bra and panties were insufficient to the task of containing her matronly body, with her thick thighs, huge tits, and generous tits, but Porky liked to keep Hinawa in clothing that best accentuated her “attributes”. This, in his opinion, was how a mother should look. Much better than the fat, abusive whore he’d been saddled with in his formative years.
“Is the taste alright?” Hinawa asked, doting on him, her face hopeful and expectant. Making sure Porky’s meals were cooked to perfection and his physical needs satisfied was all she was concerned with, after all - a set of priorities put in place by a bit of mental reconditioning. Now, she asked after his meal as if it were the most important thing in the world.
“The steak is a bit tough,” Porky noted, taking a swig of orange juice, and then smiling with satisfaction when Hinawa’s face immediately contorted into a rictus of alarmed regret.
“Oh no!” she cried, immediately dropping to a worshipful position in front of his elaborate throne, on her hands and knees, bowing and scraping. “I’m so sorry, dear! I’ll prepare another one right away!”
“Hahahahaha!” Porky cackled, sliding down from his seat and putting his foot on the back of her head, which was pressed face-first against the marble floor, her brown hair fanning out around it. Her pale back was arched and her breasts exploded out to either side in two pale, perfect drifts that seemed poised to tear through the fabric of her lingerie due to sheer weight. “I should punish you for being such a poor cook!” His sneaker-clad feet poked at her as he spoke, jostling her tits, making indentations in her oh-so-bountiful flesh. Abuse and punishment was all Porky really knew when it came to discipline; it was how he’d been raised by his father Aloysius, and his biological mother Lardna hadn’t objected to the harshness.
“Please, dear, you know I do my best to take care of you!” Hinawa objected, tears welling in her expressive eyes. Her own sons, Claus and Lucas, had been erased from her memory, and the fat, sadistic Porky was now her entire obsession. “F-forgive me!”
“I’ll forgive you if you crawl around like a pig and make oinking noises!” Porky taunted, his mouth twisting into a smile. His beady eyes, ever-obscured by his bangs, were alight with sadistic mischief. In fact, I’ll ride you through New Pork City if I want! Now, do it!”
Hinawa immediately obeyed, crossing her eyes and using one hand to push her nose up into a snout-like scrunch, scooting around the floor on two knees and one arm, her huge tits bouncing and swaying. “Oink! Oink-oink-oink! I’m a pig! I’m a stupid pig!” She had been conditioned to obey Porky’s every wish and indulge his every request in a sick obedience that was beyond motherly. Her buttocks and hips wobbled as she made a circle of the room with Porky following her and laughing his psychotic, child-like laugh, Though his body had been aged by abuses of time travel, his hair faded from blonde to white, he still had the attitude and affectations of a little kid.
Dropping his shorts in front of his “mother”, Porky stepped up to her face with his penis exposed. It was short but very thick, almost misshapen, with two extremely fat and low-hanging balls, an organ as unnatural-looking as the rest of him. The length didn’t extend beyond his pot-belly. “Alright, mom! I need a good cleaning! You haven’t given me a bath today!”
Hinawa’s eyes became rapt at the sight of her “son’s” genitals, thick and misshapen as they were, her brainwashed mind would never consider anything of Porky’s to be less than divine. Every day she dutifully serviced him, sucking his balls, licking his glans, cleaning the lumpy dick cheese out of his phimosis-afflicted foreskin. She was designed, programmed to be addicted to the stink of his unwashed dick, and demonstrated this by crawling up to Porky and placing her mouth over his tip, sucking it loudly and enthusiastically, moving her whole body back and forth such that her face moved up and down his shaft. Her mammoth breasts swayed like unsecured luggage in the cabin of a turbulent plane.
“You’re such a good mommy!” Porky observed, mockingly, reaching out to whack her swaying boobs from side to side. “Spankety-spankety-spankety! That’s it, clean my dick! You like it, don’t you?”
“Oh, yes, my dear son!” Hinawa mewled, her eyes filled with satisfaction and lust. “Nothing that comes from your body could ever be bad! I love sucking the cum out of your fat cock! Please, hit my fat stupid pig breasts some more!” She returned to slurping at the time-lost boy’s grotesque penis, savoring every vein, boil and tumescent bump, using her hands to massage his unevenly-sized testicles. Porky’s body was ravaged by the excesses of time-travel, and his penis was no exception, both his stamina and the issue of his loins could only be qualified as foul. Hinawa’s rapt attentions soon brought the him to climax, and there was a gross splattering sound as a torrent of cum poured into her mouth. She accepted every drop with her eyes going lewdly unfocused, her lips being pulled out in a humiliating vacuum shape as the boy unloaded into her. His yellowish-grey, lumpy, smelly cum piled up in her mouth until her cheeks were puffed and twin runners of it spurted out her nose.
“Ish sho good!” Hinawa slurred, looking mentally-challenged as she chewed her faux son’s wad like a mouthful of taffy.
“Hahaha! You look like a fucking dummy!” Porky crowed, watching the well-endowed adult woman chewing and swallowing, gradually clearing her mouth of his foul gunk. “Keep your mouth open, I have to go to the bathroom!”
Hinawa was both dutiful and delighted at this command, raising up to her knees and fishhooking her mouth wide open to allow the fat, obnoxious kid a better target. Her breasts swayed and bounced into each in fleshy drifts as she positioned herself, pouring out of bra-cups that were barely perfunctory, the erect, puffy nipples tenting the fabric away from the surface of her skin. “Piss all you want! Mommy will be your personal toilet!” she warbled, looking like an enslaved fuckpig with her huge tits swaying, hanging all the way down to the tops of her thighs.
Porky sighed with satisfaction as a stream of thick, yellow waste began to pour from his dick and into Hinawa’s splayed mouth, washing over her tongue and teeth and quickly filling her to the brim, forcing the beleaguered-but-determined sex slave to begin swallowing in lewd stanzas, repeating the unspeakable act of consumption, filling and gulping, filling and gulping, for minutes on end. How could one fat 13-year-old boy piss so much? The acrid stench of urine permeated her mature body as she became little more than a bucket for Porky’s time-ravaged waste. Steamy, odor-filled clouds floated up from the floor as Hinawa’s lingerie was soaked and streams of urine slid down between her breasts and over her back, between the bulbous cheeks of her ass. Even her hair became soaked.
Porky held his ugly, flaccid penis as he looked down at his handiwork with satisfaction. “I wonder what that stupid Ness would say aboutour relationship! You’re so much better and more obedient than my old mother! And to think, when I wanted to be his friend, he just ignored me!” He burst out laughing, replaying old hatred and grudges in his head while Hinawa knelt before him, a piss-soaked sculpture of tits, hips and asscheeks. She wore a submissive, enslaved expression that was unspeakable.
“Before this rotten garbage world goes up in flames, I’ll make sure everyone knows that I’m the hero!” he ranted, hands on hips, before gathering a mouthful of spit and hocking it on Hinawa’s face. “You’re how a mother should be, you know - obedient and appreciative of her son! Without someone like that, the world is just scary, full of darkness. Most boys would probably be pissing their pants! But you’re lucky you got me, mom! You don’t have to be afraid, ‘cause I’m not afraid!”
Laughing like a madman in the woman’s sweet but uncomprehending face, Porky grabbed her by the hair and began to lead her back to his spider-filigree throne like he was taking a dog for a walk. Once there, instead of sitting, he made Hinawa crawl up to the throne’s black metal seat and take a close look from her position on all fours. “Clean it with your tongue!” he ordered. “You fat stupid idiot! Ha ha ha ha ha!”
Dull-eyed, the adult woman began to drag her tongue along the metal surface, cleaning the grease, dust and snack crumbs from it, while Porky positioned himself behind her and pressed his penis up between her thick, puffy pussy. Her labia were so meaty they formed a bulge inside the too-small triangle of lingerie fabric covering her crotch, and when Porky stripped away the string-like undergarment, he immediately rubbed his portly penis between the beefy curtains, getting it wet with her lubrication before entering her. Hinawa moaned with pleasure as she was violated by her bratty kidnapper. To her reconditioned mind, his every touch was ambrosia.
“You’re just a toilet, you big fat dummy!” the boy taunted, slapping the massive globes of her ass, each impact causing a brief indentation and then a prolonged jiggle.
“Nnngh… mmmph… yes, fuck me, my amazing son! You’re the king!” Hinawa babbled, reciting a litany of compliments that she knew he enjoyed. She didn’t need to fake arousal despite his short penis and pot-bellied physique, for her brain had been rewired to find such things attractive “You’re the hero! Other boys should want to be your friend! Pump your mother’s pussy full of your cum!” She licked in humiliating fashion at the throne as she was fucked, and the room was filled with the sloshing, squelching noises of wet penetration.
“I forgive you for the steak, mom! Later today you can lick my ass!” Porky crowed, punctuating the foul intent by poising at fist at the entrance to Hinawa’s puffy anus and ramming it in as far as he could. Her eyes immediately crossed and a singsong-quality wail issued from her mouth as the boy’s arm slid into her bowels. The orgasm she experienced was obvious, and Porky came shortly thereafter, his small body jitterbugging while hunched over her huge butt, a fist still inside her and his lumpy, misshapen dick blasting a chowdery load into her womb.
“Y-yes, my d-dear son! I’ll happly eat your shit!” she warbled, her eyes crossing and her mind dizzy. Porky pulled out shortly thereafter, leaving a waterfall of thick jizz to pour from her abused twat and onto the floor in front of the throne. Slapping her a few times for good measure (“spankety-spankety-spankety!”) he threw back his head and laughed once again. His plans, foremost this particular attempt to undo the indignities of his youth, were all coming to fruition. He kicked his new mother in the thigh.
“Go get me a bag of Pork Chips,” he ordered.
EPILOGUE
Without Hinawa’s spirit to bring Claus to his senses, Lucas and the others were defeated under the Empire Porky Building, bringing an end to their quest to save the world from the apocalypse. Meanwhile, Porky kept Hinawa as his “mother”, fucking her every day in the pussy and ass and forcing her to fix his meals. Made to subsist purely on a diet of his toenail clippings, semen and waste, she became the doting parent he’d always wanted.
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