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 Author: Honey Moon
Title: Molly's Buddy
Part: 02
Keywords: Male/futa, impregnation, coercion, cross-dressing,
humiliation, feminizing, male/male, oral, futa/male, retaliation
Summary: Molly Brown was a futanari with a problem.  When she and her
best friend Billy had decided to experiment with being sex-friends, things
got a little weird.  Although his dick was little, it still did the job! 
Billy went ahead and knocked her up, even while she was begging him to pull
out.  Now Molly had come up with a plan to get even.  She would work him up
to it slowly, and then show him exactly what it was like when someone
refused to pull out!



   Molly's Buddy Part 02 Billy On His Knees By Honey Moon



   Molly Brown took a deep breath and tried to relax.  "So I'm just a tiny
bit late." She whispered as she tried to ignore the turgid state of her
cock.  "My period was only supposed to be" She gulped.  "Fourteen days
ago."



   After a few more deep breaths, she finally started peeing against the
tiled wall.  Molly's hand shook a little as she thrust the end of the test
strip into her first morning's urine.  "Sixth time is the charm!" She said
with a cheeriness that sounded false even to her.



   Two minutes later, it took all her willpower to keep her eyes from
filling with tears.  "Oh damn, another positive!  I even switched brands
just in case.  Mom is gonna kill me!  She's always lecturing me on how I
have to be very careful not to introduce my sperm into my vagina.  She
doesn't want me to mess up my life by being a stupid teen mom like she was.
What is she going to say if I tell her I went ahead and let someone else
provide the baby batter to put a bun in the oven?"



   Sighing, Molly didn't even have to jerk off.  She was so upset her
eleven inch cock lost all interest in Morning Wood, and just hung there
limp as a big thick noodle as she took a quick shower.



   Restraining herself with her undergarment's cleverly positioned Velcro
straps, she slipped into the vintage 1970s rainbow colored three quarter
length skirt she had stumbled upon in a thrift store.  She shrugged into a
bra, and her favorite Rainbow Dash tee shirt.  It went perfectly with the
skirt!  People might think she dresses a little weird, but Molly didn't
care.  Thinking of one of her favorite internet memes cheered her right up.
Molly stuck her tongue out at her mirror and laughed.  "Fuck you I do what
I want!"



   Going down stairs, she had a smile on her face as she entered the
kitchen.  "Good morning mom!" she said cheerfully.  "It looks like a great
day."



   Amanda looked up from her laptop.  "Hi honey.  First day of summer
vacation.  Do you have any big plans?"



   "No, I'll probably go hang out in the mall for a while with Billy." She
laughed.  "It's not like I can go off to the beach or anything."



   Mother and daughter laughed, but there was a wistful sound to it.  Both
being futanari blessed with rather large cocks, there was no way a mere
swimsuit would hide their difference from the rest of the happy vacationers
frolicking in the sand.



   "Honey, don't you think you should maybe put on another tee shirt?"
Amanda eyed her daughter's chosen garment.  The cheap cotton had shrunk a
bit in the wash.  Her daughter's lovely assets were straining the fabric in
a rather eye catching way.



   "Oh mom, don't be such a hypocrite!" Molly grabbed a piece of toast from
the plate in front of her mother.  "You always show off your boobs!" She
made a very unladylike grabbing motion at her crotch with her free hand,
while biting into the cold burnt toast.  "Besides, it's camouflage to keep
people's eyes from wandering down here!"



   "Well, I guess it's alright then." The elder redhead tried to look
stern, but spoiled it by laughing.  "I better not hear about you causing
any traffic accidents, young lady!  It's just a good thing that your buddy
William is gay, or he'd be all over you.  Oh, did he like that pony
coloring book you asked me to pick up for him?  I had to go to five Dollar
General's before I found a single copy."



   Molly almost choked on her toast.  "Yeah, he loves it.  Thanks again for
picking it up."



   Did mom really think Billy was gay, just because he liked My Little
Pony, too?  He was gonna shit a brick when she told him that.  Hell, he'd
shit a whole cinderblock!  Small for his age, with a delicate, almost girly
face, Billy was rather sensitive about that.  People in school began to
openly speculate about why he was such good buddies with her, and never
asked any of the other girls in their grade out.  That's why he spread that
silly made up story of a pregnant lady giving him a blowjob at the porno
store downtown.



   After she had finally learned the truth the night he shot her down,
Molly had boosted his reputation quite a bit.  Despite her anger over him
refusing to pull out in time to save her, she had concocted a cunningly
simple plan.  She still smiled when she thought of the looks on everyone's
faces, when she mock fought with Billy about him allegedly trying to talk
her into hooking him up with her cousin Patricia!  He kept to the lines she
had written for him, and shouted that if she was a real friend, she would;
because he heard that Patricia always put out on the first date.  Thank
goodness Patty would never know...She hoped.  The kid was only eight, but
she'd probably throw a fit if she knew a GUY said something like that. 
Patty was rather proud of her unique futanari heritage.



   "Remember mom, if you see any more pony stuff like that, pick it up. 
Okay?"



   "If it isn't too expensive, I will." Amanda smiled.  "Money is just a
tad tight right now.  I haven't written any short stories or articles in
months while I was finishing my first novel.  My agent is a bit pissed at
me right now."



   Molly gulped.  Money was tight?  Mom was gonna be the one to shit a
brick when she finds out about the upcoming blessed event.  "Mom, I have
almost three hundred saved up from birthday money and working after school.
Do you need it for anything?"



   "Don't worry, sweetheart.  It's not as bad as all that!" Amanda smiled.
"I have a good feeling about my book.  You just go out and have fun."



   Outside, she met Billy at the end of his driveway.  "We're on for the
mall, right?" he said happily.  "I need to check out if the latest comics
are in." His voice dropped to a whisper.  "If the, you know, MLP issue is
in, I'll go outside and wait for you to buy it for me.  Okay?"



   "Sure, not problem." Molly decided there was no time like the present.
"We have to stop at the Memory Bank first though.  I need a new keyboard.
My old one broke." She looked Billy right in the eyes and hissed the final
sentence through clenched teeth.  "IT'S MISSING ITS PERIOD!"



   "Sure!  You know I love going there.  Maybe we'll get to see Miss
Perkins kiss her pretty Japanese girlfriend again.  Lesbians are so cool!"
He started to walk down the street when understanding dawned.  Colliding
with a mailbox, he ended up sprawled out on someone's lawn.



   "Are you all right?" Molly asked, secretly pleased that the dork took a
tumble after getting her news.



   "Oh fuck!  Molly, I'm sorry!  Are you sure?  Maybe your, uh, you know,
is just late!"



   "Keep it down, dummy!" The redhead looked around, but nobody was within
earshot.  "I'm fourteen days late, and I used six different pregnancy tests
from two different companies.  They were all positive." She sighed, making
a sweeping hand motion in front of her as yet still flat tummy to pantomime
a huge round baby bump.  "You really got me in big trouble, you dork!"



   Molly hadn't permitted his penis anywhere near her pussy after that
night, but Billy had a sudden worrisome thought.  "We, we'll still trade
off blowjobs, right?"



   "Yes, you dork.  I like those just as much as you do.  I probably like
them even more since I can go right down your esophagus with mine, and
yours can only just barely touch the back of my throat.  It's actually a
shame.  You'll never know how fantastic deep throating feels, you dick
sucking pro!"



   "Never say things like that in public!" Billy begged softly.  "People
would think I'm gay if they heard you say junk like that!"



   "You worry too much." She shook her head.  "I'm the one with a real
problem.  What will people think when I'm showing a baby bump when school
starts again?  You know how everyone talked about that snooty Miss Space
Cadet Abby Rhode!  She was dumb enough to get herself knocked up after
throwing her precious Air Force Academy in everyone's face!" Molly grinned
wickedly.  "Did you hear what she called me when I joked and said the Moon
landings were faked?  What a little bitch!  I laughed my ass off when
everyone noticed her baby bump a few months later."



   "Molly, Abby is almost as tall as you.  She's even a redhead." Billy
said in a hushed voice.  "Did you see how huge her tits are getting?" He
gulped.  "Will yours get that big too?"



   "Damn, I hope not!" She looked at him sharply as his walk took on a
slightly irregular look.  There was a tell tale little lump growing in the
front of his shorts that spoke volumes.  "Oh Jeeze, it's nothing to throw a
boner over, you asshole!"



   "Hey, you should know that nobody can help when one, uh, pops up." He
looked sheepish.  "Can we change the subject, please?"



   "Whatever!" Molly sighed in resignation.  "Billy, it's a good thing
you're my best friend.  If you weren't I'd probably hate your guts!"



   Molly's good humor was restored when they got off the bus at the mall.
She loved people watching, and the mall was a great place to indulge.  To
be more precise, she loved girl watching.  She elbowed Billy, almost making
him drop his iced coffee.  "What about her?" She asked in a stage whisper.



   Billy gave the attractive woman a once over, twice.  "She's a definite
MILF." He said softly.



   "I wonder if she gives head as good as you do."



   Billy choked, iced coffee shooting out of his nose.  "Shut up about
that!" he squeaked.  "What if someone hears you?"



   "Frankly, I can never understand that.  Why do you guys think it's great
if a girl sucks your cock, but the idea of a guy doing it freaks you out?"



   A handsome young man hurrying by paused.  "You tell it, sister!" he
said, before giving Billy a wink and heading on his way.



   "Oh God, that gay guy just winked at me!" Billy cringed.  "That's nasty!
He should learn to keep his queer to himself!"



   Molly took a sip of her orange and banana smoothie.  She was dying for
an iced coffee, but just because she didn't want to be knocked up didn't
mean she wouldn't do right by her little uninvited passenger.  She vowed to
herself to stay away from caffeine until the baby was born.  "Billy, you
should knock off that stupid bigoted attitude.  I would think knowing
someone like me would have made you more open minded."



   "You're different." he said defensively.  "You're like ninety-nine
percent girl, so it's okay."



   She couldn't help laughing.  "I'd say closer to ninety-five, but what
are a few percentage points between friends.  Still, I don't want to hear
you talk like that." She gave him a dagger look.  "Or my mouth is off
limits.  Do you understand?"



   "Molly, you know I didn't mean anything bad." He looked both ways, and
then continued in a softer voice.  "How about you give ma a blowjob now?  I
heard it's really cool if there's a chance someone might see you!"



   Something clicked in Molly's mind, and her cock surged against her
modesty restraints.  "So, you want to try something public?" She thought
for a moment.  "Okay, maybe I could do that."



   "Great!" Billy chugged down the last of his coffee.  "You do me, and
I'll do it twice for you when we get home!"



   Molly grabbed Billy's hand.  "Come on.  Let's get out of here and do
this!"



   Billy laughed as Molly dragged him toward the nearest exit and then out
onto the parking lot.  "Wow, I didn't think you'd be so rarin' to go Molly.
You rock!"



   She headed them to the far end of the parking lot.  "I don't know if
this will provide enough cover." She said as the walked between a brand new
SUV and the decorative shrubbery surrounding the parking lot.  "I guess
somebody doesn't want their door dinged." She said with a grin.



   "This'll be great!" Billy said as he tugged down his shorts and
tighty-whities.  He grinned as he let them drop around his ankles.  "The
breeze feels kinda good against my dick!"



   Molly got a strange and intriguing idea.  "If you're taking your pants
completely off, you better let me hold them, so they don't get all dirty."



   He looked around and shrugged his shoulders.  "Well, okay." He giggled.
"Thanks Molly!" He stepped out of them.  Stooping, he picked the garments
up off of the blacktop and handed them over.  "I kinda hope someone I know
spots us.  I'd be a hero at school if anyone talked about me getting a
blowjob from you!"



   Molly took his clothes, and with a grin stood up on her toes.  She could
just reach the top of the bushes, and laid his pants there in the bright
sunlight.  "There's been a slight change of plan, Billy boy." Pulling up
her skirt, she began loosening the Velcro straps holding her cock at bay.
"You're blowing me first!"



   "No I'm not!" Billy stomped his foot.  His adorable little penis
quivered as he angrily glared at his friend.  "I'm supposed to get the
blowjob.  I'll do you when we get back to your house!"



   That's up to you, I guess." Dropping her skirt, Molly walked away. 
"Meet me at the food court and we can get something for lunch."



   Billy looked up at where his pants were, and felt a sudden chill despite
the warm sunny day.  He jumped, but his hand came nowhere near his pants!
"Molly, come back!" He grabbed at the shrub and considered trying to
somehow climb up into it.  The sharp scratchy branches made him fear for
his exposed dick's safety if he tried that, so he shook the bush as hard as
he could.  That didn't work.  "Molly, give me my pants back!"



   Molly stopped about twenty yards away from him, and turned around. 
"What's the matter?  Don't you want lunch?  It's my treat."



   "This isn't funny!" he squeaked.  "Molly, come back and give me my
pants! What if someone sees me hanging around half naked?  I'll get in
trouble!"



   "You'll get in trouble, what about me?" She crossed her arms under her
ample breasts and stood her ground.  "Think about all the trouble I'm going
to be in when my mom starts noticing my clothes don't fit right in a couple
months!  That's not an "IF", it's going to happen sooner or later, no
matter how hard I try and hide my belly from her!" Squinting in the bright
sun, she took a deep breath.  "You could share that trouble with me, you
know.  All I have to do is tell her just who kept on fucking me, even while
I was begging for him to stop.  Technically, that's rape.  Haven't you ever
heard of "No means No"?  Just because I have a dick, doesn't mean it
doesn't apply with me!"



   His mouth dropped open.  "Mol, it, it wasn't like that!  You don't
think" he gulped dramatically "that I raped you?"



   "Of course not, stupid, but it doesn't matter what I think.  What will
my mom think if she finds out?" She delivered the final blow.  "What will
YOUR mom think?"



   "Molly, please don't tell anyone that!" he said softly.  "You know I
just sort of got a little carried away!"



   She smiled.  "I know that you little dork.  Just calm down.  Billy, I'm
not mad at you any more.  Well, not much anyway.  I'm going to just leave
you here to think things over."



   "No, don't do that!" he squealed.



   Molly felt her cock surge.  "Who is getting a blowjob now?"



   He took a deep and shudder breath.  "Uh, you are?" he asked softly.



   "That's right Billy!" She hurried back to the relative privacy behind
the SUV, and finished undoing the Velcro of her modesty harness.  Molly
giggled as her eleven inch cock sprang up.  "Damn, that feels better!  You
try strapping your dick so if you get a boner, it stays down the inside of
your thigh.  My cock can't even get fully hard in that stupid Velcro
monstrosity!  I need it if I wear lightweight clothing though.  I can't
risk displaying a tent in my skirt, and this tee shirt it too snug to hide
anything under.  If I tried pointing it up, people would think I was hiding
a pipe bomb or something.  I wish I could get away with a mini-skirt at
least, but then I'd show out the bottom.  I guess it's lucky that I don't
actually get too much longer when I get an erection.  I'm still nine inches
when limp."



   Billy self consciously put a hand over his erection and gave a sort of
dejected sniff.  "That's more than twice as big as me when I'm turned on!"
He sighed sadly.  "The stupid thing almost disappears completely into me
when I'm limp!"



   "Oh, I'm sorry about that Billy.  I didn't mean to make you feel bad,
honest!" She smiled.  "Still, you're right.  Its kinda cool letting it hang
free outside.  I haven't done anything like this since you caught me
pissing on the tree in my back yard.  I'm glad we have some shade.  I don't
want to sunburn my cock." She laughed.  "Now on your knees and gobble me
up! After I shoot off, I'll do you."



   "Molly, can't we just forget about this?" He said fearfully.  "If
someone drives by they'll see us!  They'll see me with a big dick in my
face and my bare ass hanging out!"



   "It's up to you, Billy." She pointed up at his pants.  "I could always
meet you later in the food court."



   He shuddered.  "I'll do it.  Just don't leave me out here!"



   "Let's hurry up then." She spread her legs wider and tucked the skirt's
hem into the waistband to keep it out of the way.  "I'll keep watch.  Now
shut up and suck!"



   Even in the shade, the gritty abrasive blacktop of the parking lot was
hot against his knees as he knelt in front of Molly.  "Try to cum real
fast!" he begged, before licking the hugely swollen head of her throbbing
shaft.



   "That's up to you." She said with a sigh as the head of her penis
entered his wide open mouth.  "Damn, you're gotten so good at cock
sucking." Billy was right.  This was thrilling!  Someone could come by at
any time and see her being fellatiated right out in the open.  Sure she'd
be outed as a futanari, but if it was by a curious woman, that could lead
to something hot!



   Billy tried to give his all as he sucked and slobbered on Molly's cock.
He had to get her to ejaculate before someone saw him on his knees with a
huge dick in his mouth!  His eyes darted from side to side, but all he saw
was the SUV and bushes.  He had to count on Molly telling him if someone
was headed their way!



   Billy was doing even better than normal as he sucked her.  Molly put her
hand on the car to steady herself as Billy gagged and choked, but took her
deeper and deeper with each bobbing thrust of his head.  Looking through
the windows of the vehicle, her heart thudded as she spotted a couple
people walking their way.  She almost opened her mouth to tell Billy to get
up, but no sound came forth.  It was just too exciting to stop now!



   Not exactly understanding why, Molly managed to kick off her right
sneaker.  Hand braced against the warm metal of the vehicle, she balanced
on her left leg while Billy sucked.  Moving the right one forward, she
gently felt around with her foot.  Billy gave a little muffled squeal when
her sock clad toes made contact with his hard little penis.  Pressing his
cock against him, Molly began to rub up and down on the sensitive
underside.



   What the hell was Molly doing?  Heart thumping, Billy wanted to tell her
to quit it, but there was no way to talk with his lips stretched around her
hardness.  She knew he wasn't like her!  Sometimes it took him forever to
get hard again after he ejaculated!  He wanted his blowjob too!



   The redhead couldn't help a giggle as Billy's cock sort of spread her
big and second toe apart, and forced the sock between them.  She had given
him a few hand jobs now.  Well, actually index finger and thumb jobs, but
this was something new.  She watched as more people moved about in the
parking lot, silently hoping the owner of the SUV would show up.



   Nostrils dilated, Billy franticly tried to get Molly off.  His only
chance of getting a blowjob was to make sure she fired off before he did!
He already knew that if he went limp, Molly would insist that they wait
until later when he was fully rested.  His nose bumped repeatedly against
her tee shirt as he gagged and choked his way through the best deep throat
job he'd ever given her.



   Molly could almost read her buddy's mind.  So he wanted to race?  She
had the advantage.  Her mouth wasn't full.  "Thanks to you, my damn tits
will probably get huge!" she said in a husky voice as her toes worked his
little shaft.  "I might get bigger than that Abby bitch you'll miss so much
since she graduated." Her eyelids fluttered and closed to slits.  "If you
play your cards right, maybe I'll give you a glass of milk!"



   Billy stiffened, and groaned around the cock half way down his throat.
He couldn't help it!  Thinking about Molly and her breasts growing was just
too hot!  Part of him thought tasting breast milk was nasty, but as for the
rest of him, Billy moaned.  He tried and tried to ignore it, but his cock
jerked once between Molly's stroking sock covered toes as his climax
started!



   Molly felt a little splash of warmth against her leg and yanked her foot
away.  This was just too exciting!  Putting both hands on the back of
Billy's head, she began to actively fuck his face.  Billy hated that, but
he'd get over it!



   Shit!  Why did she stop just as he got started?  Arms flailing, Billy
flew into a panic as his orgasm was cut short.  He grabbed his cock and
jerked madly as Molly began ramming down his throat.  He managed one last
feeble dribble from his penis as her pace only increased.  He couldn't
breathe when she did that, and she knew it!  He couldn't resist the strong
grip of her hands though, as his nose kept snuggling tight against her
body.



   "Her it comes!" Molly gasped.  "Oh yeah Billy, this is so damn good!"
Rising up on her toes, Molly grunted as she passed the point of no return.
Billy's throat snugly imprisoning her cock felt so damn good!  Her whole
body trembled as deep inside, the explosion cut loose!



   Squealing and gagging, Billy trembled as warm fluid gushed directly into
his stomach.  It went on and on as he felt the underside of Molly's cock
pulse strongly against his tongue.  By the time her lengthy orgasm eased to
the last few dribbles, he was lightheaded and dizzy from lack of air.



   On his hands and knees, Billy coughed and gasped as he panted.  Molly
couldn't help noticing how round and pert his asscheeks were.  He had a
very feminine hiney, for a fifteen year old guy.  She had to force some
very weird thoughts out of her mind as he struggled to his feet.  Yup, he
was spent.  All you could really see was his balls and cockhead now.  Good,
they could get out of here quicker.  "Billy, since you're limp, hurry up
and get dressed.  I don't want to waste time trying to suck you hard
again."



   "Molly, I can't reach my shorts!"



   "Oh, I'm sorry.  Wait a second, I gotta do something first." Whistling
Winter Wrap-up, Molly aimed her softening dick and urinated all over the
passenger side front tire.



   "Molly, hurry up!" Billy hissed as she carefully strapped down again. 
"Get my clothes down before someone sees me like this!"



   "Keep your pants on, dork.  Sorry, you know what I mean!" She giggled as
she stood on her toes.  Molly retrieved his shorts and tighty-whities.  She
handed the shorts to him, but used his underpants to wipe his little
spatter of cum from her leg.



   "Hey, that's disgusting!  Gimmie back my underpants!" Billy snatched at
them and stretched the snow white garment.  When Molly let go, he
accidentally dropped them to the ground.



   "Oh shit, that was your fault, Billy!" she laughed as the white cotton
rapidly turned sort of yellow after landing in the puddle she had just
made. "You can't blame me!"



   "Molly, you're a big jerk!" he said angrily as he VERY carefully zipped
up.  "Now I have to go commando for the rest of the day!"



   "Watch the name calling, shorty!" She said with a wicked grin as she
wriggled her foot back into her sneaker.  "Call me a jerk again and you'll
have to go back to just jerking off.  My mouth will be closed to you until
further notice."



   "I'm sorry Molly!" He looked around.  "Oh shit!  Someone's coming this
way!"



   "Pick up your panties." Molly said with a giggle.



   "Hell no, I don't want them any more!"



   The two ran for it and headed back into the mall.



   After lunch, Molly had trouble keeping her rather weird thoughts about
Billy's pretty hiney from her mind.  A wicked idea was slowly brewing. 
"Hey Billy, My cousin Patricia's birthday is coming up.  Could you help me
shop for her present?"



   Hours later, Billy's face was red as Molly held up yet another blouse to
his body.  "This isn't what I meant when I said I'd help!" he hissed. 
"Everyone is looking!"



   "Oh calm down!  You're just Patricia's height, and she's petite like you
are."



   "Don't call me petite.  Besides, when I met her last year I was taller!"




   "Sorry Billy, but that was last year." She dropped her voice to a
whisper.  "I told you.  Futanari tend to be tall." She grinned.  "Patty
emailed me last week, bragging that she's exactly five foot now."



   "She's an inch taller than me now?  Shit, that's humiliating!" He
grumbled as his friend held a mini-skirt against his shorts.  "Why are you
looking at sexy stuff?  Isn't she still a kid?"



   "She doesn't think so.  She's about to turn nine, and thinks she's a
grown up already."



   "Aren't we done yet?" He complained as Molly picked out another pretty
little skirt.



   "Almost, I just need a couple more things."



   Billy nearly panicked when Molly started looking through underwear.  "I
shouldn't be in here!" he said defensively as she eyed some really cute
panties.  "Can I wait out in the mall?"



   "Grow up, dork!" She felt her cock strain against the Velcro.  "It's not
like I'm going to make you try on any bras in the mall!"



   On the bus ride home, Molly was quiet.  Her little fantasy was exciting,
but how would she ever get Billy to go for it?  The guy was so homophobic
he'd probably turn green and pass out if she sprang it on him.  They got
off the bus at the stop, and walked the rest of the way home.



   "Oh that's great!" Billy said with a snort.  "Dad's in town!"



   They could hear the yelling all the way over by Molly's house.  "You're
late again, William!" Miss Cooper, the ex Mrs.  Martin shouted.  "I have
bills to pay!"



   "You could get another job, you money grubbing bitch!" Mr.  Martin
shouted right back.  "I work full time, and two part time jobs just to meet
your unreasonable support demands!"



   "Get out of my house!" Miss Cooper screamed.



   Molly elbowed Billy.  "Are you okay?" she asked kindly.



   "Yeah, I'm fine.  Believe me, this is better than when I'm home and they
try to pretend they're the best of friends." He sighed.  "Dad is such a
dick.  Doesn't he think I notice that the only time he makes a visit, is
when he tries to make mom let him slide for a month or two when he's late
with his payment?" He grinned.  "The plane tickets probably even cost more
than what he owes."



   The door suddenly burst open and Mr.  Martin stormed out.  "It's my
house, you cunt!  I'm the one who paid for it!" As clichéd as it was, a
rolling pin came sailing out the door, just missing his head.  Its
ballistic flight path came to an abrupt end when it struck his rental car
parked in the street, putting a noticeable ding in the door.



   "Thank God it was paid for out of the lump settlement, or with your late
payments I would have lost it when you couldn't pay the mortgage!"



   Molly couldn't help giggling.  "Damn, it's a good thing your dad is a
shrimp too!  That could have taken off the top of his head!"



   Billy laughed, despite himself.  "Mom's a great aim.  You know she
always wins when we play darts.  If she ever REALLY wanted to hit him she
would have nailed him right between the eyes."



   Mr.  Martin calmly walked to the car.  He picked up the rolling pin, and
then looked up and down the street.  "Miss Cooper came to the door. 
"William, don't you dare!"



   He just laughed as he trotted towards Molly's house, to stop in front of
the storm drain in the street.  As luck would have it, a police car turned
the corner just as he chucked it down.  Its siren gave one of those warning
blurts, and the car pulled up next to him.  An officer of the law stepped
out.  "Sir, there is a town ordinance against throwing trash down the
sewers.  Let me see some ID."



   Billy covered his mouth to smother his laughter and Miss Cooper softly
closed her front door.  "I bet dad wishes he just sent mom a check!" he
sputtered, as the cop tore off a ticket and handed it to his father.



   When the police car drove off, Billy's dad casually walked up Molly's
driveway, as if nothing out of the ordinary happened.  "Hey buddy!" he
called to his son.  "It's great to see you!" Only scant inches taller than
his offspring, he ran his hand over Billy's head and ruffled his hair as if
he were a little child.  "Long time no see!"



   "Hi dad!" Ever polite, he turned toward Molly.  Dad, this is my friend
Molly Brown.  Molly, this is my dad, William Martin."



   "How do you do, Molly Brown?" His eyes hungrily looked her from head to
foot, only to return instantly to her breasts.  "You sure do look
unsinkable."



   Molly cringed.  "Hello Mr.  Martin.  How are you?"



   "Better and better." He said with a leer.  "Would you care to show a
stranger around town?"



   "Dad!" Billy glared at his father.  "Molly is in my class."



   "Hey, that's good buddy.  You guys can help each other with your
homework." He smiled.  "What do you say, beautiful?  A little dinner, a
little dancing, I'll show you a good time."



   "Dad, Molly's fifteen!"



   Molly almost burst out laughing when the letch's eyes nearly popped out
of his head.  "Oh, would you look at the time?  Billy, I have to catch a
flight!  Sorry I couldn't visit with you!"



   He turned and ran for his car.  "That's dad for you." Billy laughed. 
"Mom divorced him after she came home early and found him in bed with some
other woman.  Then he almost went to jail when it turned out the "woman"
was actually a fourteen year old girl.  I think the only thing that saved
him from being charged with Statutory Rape, was when the girl's father
broke dad's jaw right in the police station.  They both ended up dropping
their charges when the girl showed the police how good her fake ID was. 
I'm just glad she was smart enough to insist they use birth control. 
Things would have been a lot worse if she was some stupid bimbo dumb enough
to let him knock her up!" His face turned red.  "Uh, I'm sorry Molly.  I
shouldn't have said that last part."



   She laughed and ruffled his hair, just as his father had done.  "That's
okay Billy.  At least you're not a deadbeat jerk like your dear old man."



   Her mom came running out the front door.  "William, is your mom okay?"
She asked breathlessly.  "I heard all the shouting and saw a police car!"



   "She's fine, Miss Brown." He smiled ruefully.  "Dad just came by for
another little visit."



   Amanda frowned.  "What a bastard bastard.  Oh, I'm sorry William!" The
redhead took a deep steadying breath.  "I better go to her.  She'll need
to, uh, talk.  Molly, fix dinner for you two.  I'll be back later." She ran
next door to be with her friend.



   Molly's idea crystallized into brilliant clarity.  "Are you still
interested in some gloryhole action?"



   The young man looked startled, but a grin quickly spread over his face.
"Sure, um, I mean, um, you don't think that's wrong when we, uh, you know."



   "Don't be a dork!  Do you think I'm not just itching to fuck a girl?"
Molly giggled.  "Come on inside.  We won't see either of our moms for the
rest of the day, probably not even until tomorrow afternoon.  I have a
great idea." She clutched the bag containing her purchases tightly.  "I bet
I can sneak you into that porno palace as easy as pie!"





   Long after dinner, Billy sat in Molly's desk chair.  He was frozen in
abject horror.  "This is not a good idea." he whimpered, as his friend
worked.



   "Hold still!" Molly scolded.  "Ya know, you do have beautiful eyelashes.
I wish mine were this long." She muttered as she expertly wielded the
mascara's wand.  "Any woman would."



   "Oh shit, this is so wrong!"



   "Billy, settle down.  I Promise this will work.  Once we're in the
booth, you won't care what you look like as long as the oral is going on."



   Sitting like he was strapped in an electric chair, he shivered.  "Do you
think I'll get to fuck a girl?  I heard that sometimes when you stick your
dick through the whole, some of the girls that go there will just climb
right on and ride you."



   Molly caught herself just in time.  The first thing that popped into her
head was if the wall was too thick, he'd barely stick through.  "Sure, I
guarantee you'll get some pussy before the night is through." She managed
to hold in her laughter.  Hell, she was knocked up anyway.  If Billy was a
good boy and cooperated, she'd let him fuck her again.  She couldn't get
MORE pregnant, after all.



   "Your cousin isn't gonna like getting used make-up." Billy said,
remembering how embarrassed he was when she told the sexy lady behind the
counter that Patricia's coloring was just like his, while she was helping
Molly make her selections.



   "What was that, oh, oh yeah, Patty.  Don't worry about it.  Maybe you're
right.  My aunt wouldn't like it if I made the brat TOO sexy."



   "We're almost done." The young artist said as she deftly used a little
eye shadow and eyeliner to make Billy's gorgeous baby blue eyes really look
huge.  This was followed by just the lightest hint of blusher.  "Now hold
still and don't talk.  Just keep your lips sort of loose and parted a
little.  Good, just like that."



   Molly very gently used liner to outline his rather full pouty lips. 
Next she picked up a lipstick, and applied the exciting candy apple red. 
"Go like this." She said, and pursed her lips and blotted them on a piece
of tissue.  When Billy followed suit, she applied more color.  "Again." He
did.  "Now go like this." She stuck her index finger in her mouth, and
pursing her lips lightly, withdrew it.  "That'll get any excess and keep
the color off of your teeth.



   Billy turned, but Molly had thrown a towel over the mirror in her
bedroom.  "Let me see!" he demanded.



   "Not until we're finished!  Now get out of those pants!"



   He gulped.  It seemed okay to sit shirtless while Molly worked on his
disguise, but now he felt really funny.  He tried to tell himself that
Molly had seen his cock lots of times now, and it didn't really matter, but
it was no use.  "Listen, how about if I go wash this gunk off, and you can
just give me a blowjob?"



   "Hell no Billy, I worked too hard!" She grinned.  "Besides, I want to
stick my dick through a gloryhole, and I'm not going to that sleazy place
by myself.  Drop'em!"



   Billy did as he was told.  He pulled down his shorts, wishing he at
least still had his underpants to help hide how nervous he was.  He hated
for Molly to see him without an erection.  Right now he sort of looked like
one of those videos you see with girls who have a really huge clit.  All
you could really notice was the head of his cock, sort of sitting on top of
his little sack.  "Okay, let's get this over with!"



   "Here you go, Billy." She said with a smirk as she handed him a lacy
little nothing of a panty.  "Virgin white is a great choice."



   "I'm not a virgin!" he shouted as he slipped on the garment and slowly
pulled it up his legs.



   "I know.  I was there, remember?" She laughed.  "It's just for the
look." Molly assured as she held out a bag.  "Now check this out."



   He looked into the bag, curious as to why Molly had made him wait
outside while she ducked into a pharmacy that specialized surgical
supplies. "No!  I will not!" he shouted when he saw the package marked
Silicone breast informs.  "You didn't get these for Patty!"



   "Billy, settle down!" She grabbed the bag from him.  "Remember, it's
just a disguise!"



   "It's disgusting!  I'm not some queer cross dressing freak!"



   "What did I tell you about that bigoted attitude?" she snapped.



   "Sorry Molly, but this is just too much!"



   Molly closed her eyes and counted to ten.  If she wanted to fulfill her
strangely urgent fantasy, she had to get Billy to take another big step to
work him up to it.  She needed him at that porn shop if he was going to
take that step!  She'd have to use a bit of psychology.  "Billy, you're
right.  Maybe we should forget the whole thing.  Let's pretend nothing ever
happened between us and just go back to the way it was." She paused
dramatically.  "Oh wait, I can't.  You intentionally knocked me up.  My
life is totally derailed.  I'm gonna have to raise a daughter now, and I'm
not even out of high school yet!"



   "Molly, you know I didn't do it on purpose!"



   "I know, but will your mom?  Will mine?" She sighed.  "Look Billy, if
you cooperate and help get me into that porn shop.  I'll do you a big
favor. When mom notices I'm pregnant, I'll tell her that I had a serious
bed soaking mess of a wet dream the one night I forgot to use my
safety-panties.  I'm willing to humiliate myself and say I woke up humping
in my own splooge, just to protect you from EIGHTEEN YEARS of child
support! If you don't help me with this tiny little favor now, I'll make
you take a paternity test!"



   Billy thought about how his dad was always struggling and failing to
make his monthly payments and shuddered.  "Mol, you really want to try the
Gloryholes that much?  Why don't you just go yourself?"



   "I told you, I'm not going in that place by myself!  You have to go with
me, but if the bouncer recognizes you, we'd both get thrown out."



   Billy whimpered a little as she put the falsies into their special bra,
and then helped him into it.  "Why do they have to be so big?" he asked
quietly.



   "Advertising." She said brightly as she helped adjust the garment to the
best advantage.  "Besides, a B cup isn't that big.  I was a B when I was
ten."



   "This is too weird!" Billy whispered as he sat down again and carefully
slipped his legs into red thigh high fishnet stockings.  "Mol, there's
something wrong with you."



   "Oh hush!  Just be glad your legs are so silky smooth.  I would have had
to shave you if they weren't.  Finish getting dressed."



   Face red, Billy slipped into the little red plaid skirt.  "You'll really
say you did it yourself?"



   "Billy, would I lie about something like that?" It took all her
willpower to keep from crossing her fingers behind her back.



   "Well, at least this is okay.  It's almost just like a guy's white
button down shirt." He fumbled a bit.  "Hey, the buttons are on the wrong
side!"



   Molly watched him button the blouse.  She knew it was just an illusion
under the light cotton fabric, but her cock throbbed when she saw Billy's
neo-breasts straining against it.  Molly watched as he buttoned each
button, right up to his neck.  "No, no, no, not like that!" Hold still. 
She unbuttoned the bottom three buttons and gathered the material together.
"Like this!" she tied the tails, exposing his slender waist and belly
button.



   "Oh God, this isn't right!" he gasped as Molly rummaged around through
her closet.



   "I thought I still had it!" She held out a plain black neck tie.  "This
will go perfect!  Do you want me to tie it for you?"



   He snatched it from her hand.  "I can do it!" He turned up the collar of
the blouse and put the tie around his neck.  "It's too short!" he
complained, as he finished up.



   "It's absolutely perfect!" She grinned.  "Now close your eyes and hold
perfectly still!"



   "Don't do anything weird!" He cautioned, as something was placed over
his head.  He felt hair brush his cheeks as Molly put her hands on his head
and tugged this way and that.



   "Stay still until I say!" Molly hurried over and whipped the towel off
of her mirror.  "Open your eyes!"



   Billy obeyed.  He blinked, and felt his cock stir as he stared at the
sizzling hot babe with long blonde hair blinking back at him.  She was
dressed as a pervert's idea of a sexy school girl.  He whimpered when he
realized he had just turned himself on!  "Oh my God, Molly, I, I look like"
He gulped.  "I look like a girl!"



   "More importantly, you may be still short, but now you look like an
EIGHTEEN YEAR OLD girl!  I knew that wig would come in handy some day! 
When I was eight, I went as Alice from Alice in Wonderland for Halloween.
Mom spent a lot of money and bought me a wig.  It isn't from some party
supply or costume store." She winked.  "That's actual real human hair you
know, so take care of it."



   Billy stood frozen, staring at himself, almost sobbing.  As hard as he
felt, you didn't see anything under the skimpy pleated skirt.  "Great, now
you're saying my stupid head is the size of yours when you were eight!"



   "You said it, stupid head, not me." She giggled.  "Now put on the shoes
I got for you.  I have to get ready."



   Billy turned his back on the sexy girl in the mirror, and picked up the
shoebox from the floor.  "At least you didn't get high heels." He muttered.



   "Don't be silly.  I wouldn't want to break your neck.  Besides, Mary
Janes complete the look I was aiming for." Molly almost whistled.  Poor
Billy wasn't very ladylike to bend at the waist like that.  The pure white
panties peeking from beneath the skimpy little skirt looked so hot!  Billy
looked great!  If she didn't know better, she'd swear she had a sexy girl
up in her room!



   Molly felt slightly nervous as she readied her less drastic disguise. 
Thankfully, she and mom were very nearly the same size now.  Slipping into
her mother's bedroom, Molly quickly slipped out of her tee and rainbow
skirt.  "I need a little more dignity." She whispered as she liberated one
of her mother's business suits.  Tending to her hair and make-up, Molly
completed her own much milder transformation.  "Hey, I look good!" she
exclaimed while looking at herself in the mirror.  "Not many people get a
sneak peek at their future selves.  I'm gonna be one hot MILF, just like
mom, when I hit the big Three-O!"



   Billy stood there in his finery, almost afraid to move.  He looked so
hot!  Why did he have to look good as a girl?  This wasn't right.  Her
heard a sound and turned toward the door.  "Miss Brown!" he squealed.  "I,
I can explain!" Reflexively, he crossed his arms over his new chest, in a
useless attempt to hide his newfound bounty.



   "Billy, you looked so funny!" Molly exclaimed.  "I thought you were
gonna pass out!"



   "Molly, don't do things like that!  I almost had a heart attack and
dropped dead!" He paused.  "Wow, you, you look so much like your mom it's
scary!"



   Face lighting up with a sunny smile, Molly giggled.  "I'll take that as
a complement, Billy.  Thank you."



   "I meant it that way." He tried to steady his still pounding heart. 
"Mol, where can I carry my bus pass?  This stupid getup doesn't have any
pockets.  You know the drivers will never let anyone on if they don't show
their passes!"



   "Passes?  We ain't got no passes!  We don't need no passes!  I don't
have to show you any stinking passes!" She giggled and held out her
mother's car keys.  "I got it covered."



   Sitting in the passenger seat of Miss Brown's Lexus, Billy nervously
buckled his seat belt.  "Can you even drive?" he asked softly as Molly
slipped the key in the ignition.  "I, I don't wanna be arrested dressed
like this." He gulped.  "I really don't wanna die dressed like this!"



   "Sure I can drive!  How hard can it be?" Molly said as the car gave a
jerk and lurched backwards to lightly bump the garage door.  "Shit!" She
blushed.  "Uh, I meant to do that!" She put the car in gear and it slowly
crept down the driveway.  Glancing up at Billy's house, she could see light
from one upstairs bedroom window.  "If I know mom, she'll be far too busy
plowing your mom to notice her car driving away."



   "Ew!  Mol, don't talk like that!"



   "Sorry, let me put that another way.  My mom is porking your mom.  I bet
she has her panting like a bitch in heat!"



   Billy fidgeted.  The mental image was just too appealing.  "Cut it out
and watch the road!" He squeaked as they almost sideswiped a parked car.



   Things got a little easier as Molly relaxed and got some behind the
wheel experience.  She accidentally ran two red lights, and some bitch on a
red motorcycle shook a fist at her from the driveway of The Memory Bank
when she flew by perhaps a tad too fast, but they eventually made it to the
adult store unharmed.  "See, I'm an excellent driver." Molly heard that
distinct blurt bleep of a police car making its presence known with just a
short burst from its siren.  "Oh fuck!  Let me do the talking!" she gasped
as the police car came into view.



   The police car parked right in back of them.  Billy trembled as the
bright beam of a flashlight pierced the night.  "Here he comes!" he
whimpered.  "Oh God, I'm gonna go to jail!"



   "Shut the fuck up!" Molly gasped as she rolled won her window.  The cop
approached her door, and then stopped right next to it.  "Oh wow, look at
her!" she hissed at Billy, when she realized that the law officer didn't
even seem to notice them in the car.



   The flashlight beam pinned a young woman.  She stood still as a statue.
Molly felt her cock surge as she took in the sight.  The hood of her
sweatshirt was tied tight.  All you could see was a pair of oversize
sunglasses glittering from the cop's huge flashlight.  She stood there in
all her glory, completely devoid of any clothing below the hem of the
sweatshirt.  The occupants of the Lexus could see shimmering fluid slowly
making its way down her thighs.



   "What do we have here?" The cop growled.  "It looks like we have a
filthy little whore strutting her stuff with no pants on, letting the whole
world see her nasty little moneymaker!" The light went out.  "Get your
naked ass over here before I charge you with resisting arrest, as well as
lewd and disruptive behavior."



   "Yes sir." The girl said in a frightened voice as she slowly approached.
The cop grabbed her and roughly slapped on the cuffs, dragging her by the
joined wrists back to his car.  Molly inhaled deeply as they passed.  She
could smell the semen running down her legs.  That girl was positively
reeking of slightly used jizz!



   Molly and Billy just sat for a few minutes after the police car drove
off.  Finally, Molly broke the silence.  "They should have turned left at
the intersection.  I don't think he's taking her to the station house." She
giggled.  "I bet Barney Fife is going to claim his "Policeman's Special"
with her, and bag himself a free courtesy fuck."



   "Mol, let's go home." Billy whimpered as men began to file out of the
featureless windowless building.  "What if any of those guys see me dressed
like this?"



   "That's the point, isn't it?" Molly asked as she stepped out of the car.
Standing tall, she strode around to the passenger side and yanked open
Billy's door.  She grabbed his hand and pulled.  "Come on Billy, uh, Betty.
We've come this far.  Let's at least go inside and check things out."



   Molly was stronger, as well as bigger than he was.  Billy whimpered as
she dragged him from the relative safety of the car.  He noticed right off
that several men had spotted them.  They made a beeline back to the shop.



   "I guess those guys didn't get a turn with that jizz junkie whore. 
We're, um, I mean I'm in luck!  Come on!"



   Heart pounding, Billy had no choice but to let Molly lead him into the
shop.  Eyes wide, he stared nervously as they entered the brightly lit
store.  It was just as he remembered from his brief first visit.  There
were shelves of DVDs everywhere.  Blow-up dolls, dildos and fleshlights of
every description were displayed prominently.  They were even a bit retro
and had rack after rack of dirty books and magazines.  Who buys them any
more, now that there was the internet?



   A large good looking man stepped up to Molly.  "Let's see some ID,
sister."



   HMolly smiled.  "Oh thank you!" she said with a big smile.  "Ever since
I turned thirty, I've felt time catching up to me." She pulled her mother's
wallet out of her bag, and extracted the driver's license.  "Here you go."



   The well built man looked over the license with a critical eye.  "For a
moment I thought you were trying to pull a fast one." He smiled.  "Honey, I
actually thought you were about sixteen." He looked at Billy, who was
tightly holding Molly's hand.  "What about you, sunshine?"



   Billy felt like he was gonna pass out.  "I, I don't have any pockets."
He stammered, voice sounding rather high due to his fright.



   Molly pulled Billy to her, and bending down, gave him a rather dramatic
kiss.  "It's okay sweetheart.  If you need your ID to stay, we'll just go
home and get it.  It won't take long."



   The bouncer sighed.  "I really shouldn't, but what the hell.  You two
are the only, uh, girls in the joint." He patted Billy's ass, pausing to
caress the firm pert cheeks.  "Nice job, bro." he whispered.  "Watch the
walk though.  These jerks won't notice, but I can tell by how you move your
hips, that you're a pointer and not a setter."



   Billy gulped.  "Th-Thanks." He stammered weakly as the man walked away.



   "Betty, it looks like you've made a friend."



   Billy gasped.  "Don't say that." he said in a hushed and timid voice. 
"I, I think that guy is gay."



   "Your point is?" Molly said coldly.



   He gulped as she glared at him.  "Um, nothing.  Let's get out of here!
He said there aren't any girls besides us." His face turned pink.  "I mean
besides you!"



   "Let's get into a booth.  We can wait there and I bet some girls will
show up at any time!" She went to the counter and bought twenty dollars
worth of tokens.



   The old man behind the counter grinned down at them.  "You two are new.
Have a nice time.  There's plenty of soap in the ladies room so you can
clean up a bit when you're all done." He picked up a bottle.  "I also sell
mouthwash, five dollars a cup.  It's just the thing if you're heading back
home to hubby."



   "Thank you." Molly said with a smile as she led Billy away toward a row
of featureless doors.  She could really appreciate the guy's business
sense. He had a goldmine here, if managed properly.



   "Men are staring at us!" Billy whimpered as Molly opened the door at the
very end of the row.  "Oh God, they're coming this way!"



   "That's to be expected." She looked around, and set her eyes on an
exceptionally large black gentleman.  He had similar rugged, yet somehow
boyish good looks as the guy who played John Coffey in the movie "The Green
Mile".  She held his eyes with hers, and then quickly glanced at the door
to the left of the one she had picked.  He got the message.  With a curt
nod, he began to work his way forward, using his immense size to push
through the group of men lining up for a turn at the booths.



   Pushing Billy into the booth, she closed and bolted the door behind
them. Good, she had been right in her assumption.  Taking the end booth
meant only one wall had a hole drilled through it.  Actually, this one had
two, one a few inches higher than the other.  She pulled a towel from her
bag and put it on the floor, before kneeling.  She peeked through the top
hole as the big man entered.  "I bet you've come here before." She said
with a laugh as she slipped her index finger through the top hole.



   His laugh was booming in the confined space.  "Nice detective work.  I
paid the manager a C note to make an extra hole in each booth.  The others
are all too damn low."



   Billy leaned against the wall as far from the hole as he could.  "Let's
get out of here." He squeaked.



   "Not on your life!" she answered back.  "He mister, are you in the mood
for some white meat?"



   He laughed again.  "Girl, you're crazy!" he paused, and then a one
hundred dollar bill slipped through the hole.  "Does that answer your
question?"



   "It sure does!  Why don't you make yourself more comfortable?"



   Trembling, Billy heard the sound of a zipper being pulled.  "Oh my God!"
he gasped, when a huge dark cock slipped through the hole in the wall.  He
had grown used to Molly's, but this guy was bigger than anything he'd ever
seen in dirty videos on all the streaming porn sites!  "Mol, that's even
bigger than your..."



   Molly jumped up and clapped a hand over Billy's mouth.  "Yeah, he's
bigger than my husband!" she said hurriedly.  "Shut up, dork!" she hissed.
"Don't blow my cover!"



   Staring at the ebony shaft protruding into their booth, Billy couldn't
seem to turn away as Molly once more knelt before it.  He couldn't believe
his eyes when she didn't hesitate and began to lick a total stranger! 
"Holy Shit!" he squeaked.  "Molly, are you crazy?"



   Molly found that she was enjoying herself.  She'd rather get at a nice
juicy pussy, but this was interesting in it's own right.  It was so much
different than licking Billy's tiny dick, or just settling for sucking the
head of her own cock.  "Betty, don't be a little bitch.  I'm just getting
him ready to fuck me!"



   Feeling something strange, it took Billy a moment to realize he was
angry!  Molly wanted to fuck that oversized thing, when she wouldn't let
him in her pussy any more?  That wasn't right!  "Ew, you're gonna fuck
that? You didn't even bring any condoms, did you?"



   "I'm sure our friend will let me know when he's ready to cum." She
stared up into Billy's big blue eyes.  "I'm sure he's not the kind of
ass-hole that would shoot off in a girl if she told him not to!"



   "You got that right!" Their neighbor laughed.  "My wife would kill me if
I knocked up some white bitch, um, I mean other woman."



   Molly took the cock into her mouth.  Damn!  He was thicker than her,
too! Her jaw would ache if she kept this up too long.  She slobbered it all
nice and shiny, and then stood.  "Okay, I'm gonna do it!  I'll finally get
to see what taking a real cock is like!"



   "Fuck you, Molly!" Billy muttered as he watched her unbutton and slip
out of her skirt.  Below, she only wore the Velcro rig that held her cock
down.  Her fingers made fast work of freeing herself.



   "Hold these." She said sharply as she thrust the garments into his
hands. "Don't drop them on the floor.  It's filthy!" Bending a little at
the waist, she backed up against the wall.  Reaching back, she guided the
massive cock up between her thighs.  "I'm glad I'm wet enough for this!"
she said softly as she put the head at her pussy, her cock sticking out
like a flagpole above it.  "This is gonna be wild!"



   Taking a second to gather her nerve, Molly thrust back against the wall.
"Oh fuck!" she gasped, as she felt a sudden tearing pain.  "Holy shit, I
wasn't expecting that!"



   "What the hell are you, a virgin?" The man called with a distinct happy
note to his voice.



   "Shut up!" Molly gasped.  "I'm not a virgin, but the only cock I ever
fucked was so damn skinny it was like screwing a tampon applicator.  It
couldn't do the job you just did on my pussy!"



   Billy sobbed lightly as the man's laughter rang in his ears.  He fucked
Molly and even knocked her up, but he wasn't thick enough to actually pop
her cherry.  It was the most humiliating thing he had ever experienced!  "I
wanna go home!" he said weakly as Molly trembled, with her bare ass against
the dirty wall.



   "Not now Betty!  Shut the fuck up already!" She took a deep breath. 
"Mister, stay still.  Let me do all the moving.  I don't want you to split
me apart!"



   "You got it, babe!"



   Molly moved a little, feeling the cock slither out of her tight wetness.
Damn, this wasn't that bad!  She couldn't wait to try a pussy, but this
sure was kinda hot!  She pushed back until her butt bumped the wall, and
the massive cock filled her completely.  This was probably what it would
feel like to any girl she fucked.  It was great!  She moved a little more.
Before long her butt's rhythmic colliding with the wall had the entire
booth shaking!



   Billy watched in dumb silence.  Already it had gone on for far longer
than he had lasted when he had fucked Molly!  From the look on her face,
she was enjoying every second of it, too!



   "Remember" she gasped "Tell me when you're getting ready to cum.  I'll
take you in my mouth.  My, uh, husband will kill me if I end up pregnant!"



   "Don't worry about that!" he said huskily.  "My wife would put me in the
grave right next to yours if I put a bastard in your belly!"



   One hand braced against the wall across from the hole, Molly grabbed her
cock and began stroking.  "Oh shit, this is great!" she gasped.  "I knew a
real cock would feel good, but I never guessed it would feel this good!"



   Billy felt like he was going to cry as Molly verbally tore him apart
without even seeming to realize it.  He hated himself, but it looked so
damn hot!  He pulled up his tiny little skirt, and pulled down his panties.
Molly looked up at him and smiled as he used finger and thumb to begin
spanking his rigid little erection.



   This was wonderful!  This was great!  Molly bounced against the wall
hard enough to fear knocking it down!  It was a good thing she was already
pregnant, because she was sort of giving second thoughts to her plan. 
Would it be so bad if this lovely shaft erupted in her?  That thought
seemed to push her over the edge.  Just as her cock began to jerk in her
hand, the cock pulled out and vanished from her clutching insides!  "No,
not yet!" she cried, as she pumped her hand faster on her spasming shaft.



   Billy was startled by Molly's cry, but what came next went a long way
towards making him feel better after her harsh words.  As her cock began to
shoot off thick ribbons of cream on his feet, Molly captured his cock in
her mouth.  Lurching forward to lean her face against him, she let go of
the wall and shoved her free hand between her legs to wildly finger her
streaming pussy!



   Molly moaned and whimpered as she exploded!  It was one for the record
books, as she ruined the suede of Billy's brand new Mary Janes!



   Feet being slimed, Billy went rigid as his dick was sucked.  His cock
jerked a couple times, and he spurted two little dribbles of semen on
Molly's tongue.



   "Hey in there, you're supposed to suck me off!"



   When her cock finally finished it's explosion, Molly spun around and
sank to her knees.  Thank goodness the dick was again sticking through the
wall!  The guy had missed seeing her explode!  "I didn't forget you!" she
said huskily, before kissing the head of his shiny wet cock.



   "You better not!  I'll slip you another hundred if I get to cum down
your throat!"



   Billy gasped when Molly grabbed his hand and yanked him roughly down to
his knees next to her.  "Does this look hot?" she asked, before returning
to licking her own moisture from the gleaming dark shaft.



   "Oh God, yes it does!" Billy moaned as he watched her lick a droplet of
shimmering fluid from the guy's large pee slit.



   "Good, I'm glad you like it!" Molly grabbed him and pulled him closer.
"We need that hundred bucks to pay for all the stuff I bought you!"



   "Mol, what are you doing?" he gasped, as she kept trying to shove his
face against the huge penis.  "Quit it!"



   "Betty, you know I haven't had any practice deep throating." her green
eyes flashed fire.  "The only cock I ever sucked isn't even long enough to
tickle the back of my throat.  You've gagged on a monster cock dozens of
times!  I've seen you do it!  Come on now, and put those skills to work!"



   "I can't!" Billy said sharply.  "That's a guy!  There's no way you can
make me do this!"



   Putting her lips to Billy's ear, she whispered angrily.  "You owe me,
buster!  If you expect me to ever suck you off again, you'll do me this one
favor!" She lightly nipped his earlobe with her teeth.  "Or do you want me
to make you take that paternity test so you can pay child support until
you're thirty three damn years old?"



   "But he's a man!" Billy whimpered.



   "Oh please!  A cock's a cock!  You like sucking mine, um, my husband's,
don't you?"



   "That's way different!"



   "Suck the damn cock, or I'll leave you here when I go home!"



   "What the hell is going on?" The man knocked on the wall.  "Somebody
suck my damn dick, or I'm coming over there and taking my hundred back!"



   Molly pinched Billy's nose tight.  "Do it!" she insisted, as he kept his
mouth clamped shut.  "Do it or I'll never speak to you again!"



   Holding his breath as long as he could, Billy's lungs finally had their
way.  When he opened his mouth to take a big gasp of air, Molly shoved him
over again.  The head of that huge cock nestled between his lips.  He could
taste the pre-cum oozing out!  Some conditioned reflex left over from
sucking Molly every day took over.  Billy hated it, and didn't want to do
it, but he somehow ended up letting the thick black cock deeper into his
mouth!



   "Good girl, Betty!" Molly cheered.  "How's that, mister?"



   "Damn, her tongue is so soft against my shaft!" he said happily.  "I
guess this was worth the wait!"



   His whole body was shaking.  This was so damn wrong!  Billy felt shame
as he started sucking on the strange man's dick.  He wasn't gay!  He knew
he wasn't gay, but here he was giving head to a man!  The shame grew as his
cock became erect again.



   "Show him how good you are at deep throating, you little dick sucking
whore!" Molly encouraged as she watched Billy fellatiate the impressive
black penis.



   He could feel it.  He could taste it.  Copious amounts of the man's
musky pre-cum were oozing out over Billy's tongue as he began to move it
against the underside of the hugely bulbous head.  It was little
consolation to know he also tasted Molly's pussy at the same time.  The
salty slime on his tongue tasted much like Molly's, but that didn't change
a thing!  He was giving another guy a blowjob!  He almost flew into a panic
when he felt a hand settle onto the back of his head.



   "Do it, Betty.  You know you want to." Molly started to push Billy's
face closer to the wall.  "Let the nice man into your throat, sweetie. 
He's pretty close, so you better do it before he comes in your pretty
little mouth.  Just think, he'll give you a hundred dollars if you do a
good job!"



   He put his hands against the wall, but somehow was powerless to push
away.  He didn't want to taste a man's spunk!  He couldn't let this guy cum
right in his mouth!  Panting through his nose, Billy changed position to
let his neck achieve the proper angle.  He whimpered as the huge head
pressed deeper.  Practice with Molly had paid off.  Billy hardly gagged at
all as the huge cock began to enter his esophagus.  He didn't even notice
that the hand had left the back of his head.  Billy leaned ever closer to
the wall, letting the stranger's cock push it's way deeper and deeper down
his gullet.



   Molly dropped to her knees and watched with wide eyes.  She could see
Billy's neck sort of bulge a little as he took that massive member like a
pro!  "Good girl!" she cheered, when his nose actually touched the grimy
graffiti covered plywood.  Scrambling, she moved in back of him.  "Mister,
go easy, but fuck her throat!" Now she braced both hands against Billy's
head, and held his face immobile and trapped against the wall!



   Making odd cooing gurgling noises, Billy waved his hands wildly as the
big cock began to move.  This was hell!  He was in hell and a guy was
fucking his face!  His eyes stung with tears, but his cock throbbed harder
than he ever remembered it before.  His nose hurt a little as Molly kept it
mashed tightly against the wall, and he was completely powerless to stop
having his throat fucked.



   "Oh God, no bitch had ever taken me like this.  My size usually scares
the hell out of them!" their neighbor exclaimed as he thrust a little
faster.  "It's so tight!  Fuck me; I can feel her swallowing around me!" He
let out a bellow.  "I, I'm cumming!"



   Molly let one hand leave the back of Billy's head.  She placed it
lightly against his throat.  "Oh wow, I can feel it!" she said in wonder as
his neck pulsed.  "I can feel him ejaculating!  He must be cummig right in
your belly!"



   When it was finally all over, Billy coughed and gasped as he tried to
regain his breath.  Thank goodness the man didn't take as long to finish
cumming as Molly does, or he would have passed out from lack of air!  "Mol,
why?" he croaked softly when he finally could breathe properly again.  "I
didn't want to!"



   "Betty dear, a dick is a dick." She grinned when two crumpled fifty
dollar bills passed through the hole, and snatched them up before Billy
could make a move for them.  "Thanks mister!" She looked down at Billy. 
"Don't tell me that you're racist too!"



   "I am not!" He said as he climbed to his feet.  "You know I like all
those movies with big black guys fucking tiny white girl's asses!  It's not
because they're black!  It's just so cool seeing their butts get wrecked by
such huge cocks!"



   Molly's soul caught fire at that delightful thought.  It took some doing
to strap down her eagerly erect cock, and then get back into the skirt. 
"Okay Billy, do you want to go home now?"



   "Yes!" he sobbed.  "I wanna brush my teeth too!  Could you give that
creep at the counter five bucks for some mouthwash?  I, I have to get the
taste of guy out of my mouth!"



   A cock stuck through the hole just as Molly's hand went to the lock on
the door.  "Sorry, we gotta go!"



   "Fuck you, cunt!" the owner yelled.  "Suck my fucking cock like you
sucked that nigger's!"



   "Don't be racist, asshole!" Molly reached down and grabbed the dick. 
She squeezed as hard as she could, digging her manicured nails into the
flesh.  "A man should be polite when he sticks his cock through a hole in a
wall.  There's a lot of trust involved after all." She said quietly as she
held on tightly while he struggled vainly to pull out.  "How does he know
that the person on the other side doesn't have a cigarette lighter?  What
if the lady took offense to his racist bigoted attitude and lit his dick
like a candle?" She paused.  "Betty dear, see if I have my husband's cigar
cutter in my bag.  I bet I can work the head into it."



   The man in the other booth let out a terrified scream.  "I'm sorry!" he
squealed in panic.  "Oh God, please let go!  I didn't mean any harm!"



   She gave a final little twist and then released the penis.  Molly
laughed as she saw it grow limp as soon as she relaxed her grip.  It
vanished from view, and she could hear sobbing coming from the neighboring
booth.  "Come on Betty, let's get you home!"



   Billy's jaw dropped open.  He had never seen Molly act like that before.
She was always so fun loving and easy going, with never an unkind word for
anyone.  Part of him was scared, but somehow, deep down inside, he also
found it kinda hot.  "Okay Mol, just a second." He said softly.  He
adjusted his panties and made sure the skirt was unwrinkled.  "I'm ready to
go now."



   Molly opened the door and found herself face to face with the bouncer.
"Um, I guess you heard that." She said quietly.



   "Sister, you handled that perfectly." The door on the other booth
opened, and a stocky man peered out.  The bouncer turned to him.  "If I
ever see you in here again, you'll wish you were never born.  Now clear out
before I forget my manners and bust your head open in front of the ladies!"
The man took off in a dead run.



   Molly laughed.  "You sure keep this place in line."



   "It's all in the job." He smiled at Billy.  "Sometimes the job does have
its perks.  I'm off shift now.  Let me walk you two out, just in case
lover-boy is still hanging around out there."



   Molly looked from the well muscled bouncer, to Billy, and then back
again.  She could almost feel the big man's obvious desire for her best
friend.  "Sure, that's a good idea.  Let's go!"