becomingamusclepig:Goals In front of me stood my step-father, his usual stoic face hiding a somewhat
becomingamusclepig:Goals In front of me stood my step-father, his usual stoic face hiding a somewhat cocky demeaner, as he knew staring right at me that he had full control now. As he stared directly at my eyes, he could tell I was looking at this two meaty thighs…or well…my two best friends.———————-It all started when I told my friends my step-dad and mom we’re going to head out of town this week to visit some family. We all had agreed that throwing a party at my huge house was the obvious option to having my parents out of the house! I especially needed it given how much of a hard ass my step-dad was about my school, and how I needed to “stop being such a lazy ass and do something to support your mother”.It was all bullshit in my opinion, and was just a way for him to try and get the sensation of being an actual fatherly authority figure, which I obviously never let him be for me. I was thankful to finally kickback and enjoy some drinks with friends.————————“Ill be getting home soon! Did you two already get the the doors all locked up? I don’t want weirdos sneaking into my places rooms and fucking shit up” I texted to my two best friends, who were already at my house settings things up as I was getting back from picking up some food from Wal-Mart“Yeah man! But uh…Chris said he saw a car already pull up. Is that not you?”Suddenly my casual demeaner halted as I read my friends text. Another car? I didn’t even tell people to call until 7? How the hell could anyone already be there..“Uh no man. Don’t let any weirdo in alright?”As I kept driving, I anxiously tapped my foot…no response at all. Those 20 minutes of driving suddenly became the most anxious moments of my life as thoughts of who that car could be speeded through my brain almost as fast as the car I was driving.I quickly snapped out of it though as I heard my phone buzz, letting out a sigh as I was pulling up to my street. As I looked at the driveway though..I noticed the car that was on the driveway…**It was my fucking Parents Car**My heart sunk before I quickly rose my phone, realizing the text wasn’t from my friends..it was my step dad.“We need to talk”——————-It took me a moment to even get out of the car, my body feeling frozen as I wondered why the hell my parents came back home so early…mom said she was going to stay with my grandma for a week!As I walked into the house however…I quickly noticed my dad standing in the living room, his pants on the floor and his ass jiggling in front of me.“Ah, nice of you to get here punk, just got done dealing with some soon to be *shit*heads” my step-dad said with a chuckle as he rose his pants over his ass, his ass seeming to jiggle more as he almost struggled to pull them up.“M-Mike..I-I swear I can explain! We had an exam tomorrow and I just wanted to study! You said you wanted me to focus so-“My dad quickly shut me down as he let out a deep laugh.“Oh cut the bullshit Zach, I read your friends phones..you thought you were going to throw your little party right? You might have too if your mother hadn’t decided I need to come back home urgently to pick up some medication she forgot…shes still at your grandmothers right now.”My dad turned to me, his face showing a cocky grin as he seemed to have an almost satisified relaxed posture.“Jeez you really are a punk you know that? Its a shame your mother didn’t have the heart to really discipline you…which is why I needed to make sure you were disciplined”My dad suddenly dropped his pants again, his thighs and ass seemingly shaking right in front of my eyes. I was speechless, what the fuck was going on?!“Ahhhh….those two buddies of yours are really not enjoying my body reducing them to fat huh? Little punks parents should be happy ive decided to make sure these boys make **permemnant** additions to society”My step-dad chuckled before slapping his thighs“Or more like permenant additions to these thighs eh? Yeaaah I stuffed those two little shits up my ass. Oh man we’re they hard shits to stuff up there too, but its what a father has to do to make his son live a life with no bad influences…although I hope they make much smoother shits as they leave”My dad said as he laid onto the main reclined chair.Now here I was, looking at my father as my two friends were digested into nothing but thigh and ass fat on my step-dads body. My dad chuckling as I had no snazzy comment or excuse to throw back at him.“I expect you’ll be avoiding any future troublesome behavior correct? You wouldn’t want to end up going through what these two went through right? Unless you enjoy clogging the toilet..which I do hope you understand *you* will be unclogging.”I could only nod in shock, my dad showing a toothy grin as he massaged his fat thigh, my face getting flustered as I couldn’t stop staring at his crotch. My father was reducing my friends into fat and all I could do was lust over his godly body..“Man…Im going to be getting some major gains now that Ill be taking a more agressive role in your life punk…also I think for now on…“Just call me Dad” -- source link