Mature Content

Pair Rent: The Mom Experience [TG] by Transviscera

There's no fighting against Clive's muscles. When he finally releases me from the suffocating depths of his bosom, the room is spinning and I can see stars.

"Why don't I go rustle up something to eat for my two special boys?" he giggles.

'Boys' was an appropriate term. The man looms, making even dad look childlike beneath his muscular, implant-bloated physique. Clive bends low to plant a sloppy kiss on Dad's cheek, smearing it with lipstick, before flouncing away to the kitchen.

"Dad, where did you find this creep?"

"'Creep'? Oh, he's nothing of the sort - I found him on the internet," Dad said, as that was somehow the stamp of quality. "Isn't he perfect? He's willing to do anything you could want from a mother. And more! He comes very highly rated."

"-by other creeps! How long until he leaves?"

"At the price he's selling himself, I'm tempted to lock him in for a permanent contract while I can. He's extremely affordable for what we're getting - after I paid for his enhancements of course. Think of him as a maid, cook, and companion all in one. We could both benefit from having a feminine touch around the home."

There comes a clatter from the kitchen. I creep closer to the doorway, only for Clive's bare arm to emerge to shoo me away, with the giggled insistence that he 'wasn't to be disturbed while working his magic'. He steps out, stripped. Only one of Mom's old aprons conceals his modesty, barely.

"Cooking is sweaty work," Clive smiles, advancing with a dripping spoon. "Who wants ice cream?"