After the final bell rang, Penny Lane ran through the halls without looking at anyone. She heard the laughs and whispers of her name. They were laughing at her. Word had spread all over school that Penny Lane had flashed her tits in the cafeteria and then masturbated in front of everybody.
Penny Lane the big, puffy pussy.
Jeremy had showed her boobs to everyone. They had both tricked her into eating those aphrodisiac candies. Tricked her into jacking off in public. Complete monsters! Penny Lane hurried home, growing angrier with every step.
They're supposed to be my friends! Why do they pick on me so much? Why do they think it's so funny to make me squeal and blush?
She threw open the door of her house in a huff. "The latchkey kid is home!" she called, sitting on the staircase by the door to take off her shoes.
Alicia Prescott, her mother, leaned her head around the corner and peered at Penny Lane from the kitchen. "You are not a latchkey kid; I would have opened the door for you. Why are you all red and puffy?"
Penny Lane grimaced. "I jogged home," she told her mom, removing her stylish black jacket.
"Trying to get in some exercise? I'm surprised you have the energy after school. You must be hungry."
"I'm not!" Penny Lane replied moodily, turning to climb the staircase and escape to her room. A hand brushing through her brown hair made her jump. Mrs. Prescott had emerged from the kitchen, as silent as a cat.
"You're more like a woman every day," she muttered. Her mother was always saying weird things like that. It made Penny Lane cringe.
Penny Lane noticed a long time ago that the two of them didn't look like mother and daughter at all. Alicia was tall, with a bit of meat on her. Her thighs could crush coconuts, and if she sat on Penny Lane with that ass the girl would be smothered to death. Vicky had called her mom 'appetizingly thicc' when they first met. She also had red hair, which Penny Lane was very jealous of. At least she got her mother's green eyes.
Today she was only wearing some skimpy panties and a kitchen apron, her fake breasts spilling out and almost completely exposed.
"Did you have a bad day at school, sweetie?" Mrs. Prescott asked, bending forward and letting her boobs defy gravity. "You can always talk to me."
Penny Lane couldn't stop looking at those surgically enhanced melons. She shook her head no and said, "No, mom, it's fine." She didn't really feel like telling her mother that her eighteen-year-old tits had flopped out in public and then she had fingered herself to top it off. Hopefully she wouldn't become the local slut of Willowind High.
"I have something for you," Alicia said, pulling Penny Lane into the foyer.
"I'm really tired, mom. I want to go lie down," she tried to pull away, but her mother insisted, dragging her across the hall. Penny Lane could never argue with this woman, she was so confident and forceful. A fiery redhead with big fake tits and an alcohol dependency.
"Here it is!" Alicia declared, presenting the foyer like a prize girl on a game show. Penny Lane scanned the room, and then she saw it. The girl cried out in shock and confusion.
"It's...a dick!"
"Not just any dick!" Mrs. Prescott cooed. "Take a closer look. Really get in there!"
Penny Lane approached the dildo her mother had gifted her. It really was a masterpiece. Large, but not too big, with a nice pale skin tone and thick head. The balls at the base were perfectly round, and she fought the urge to suck on them. "It's...beautiful."
"It's your dad's!" Alicia declared, practically bouncing up and down. Her tits stayed solid. "He had it plastered and sent over! What do you think?"
Penny Lane gagged and spun around, disgusted. "It's Dad's!? Why would you show me this!?" She tried to leave the room, but her mother stopped her, grabbing the dildo and placing it into Penny Lane's hand. It felt good there.
"Now Penny, I know that you're having some trouble with this kind of stuff. I know the kids at school are teasing you. I thought this might be the perfect way to get you used to penises! Your dad always had a magnificent cock..."
Penny Lane shivered. Her mom was such a freak! Oh well, might as well humor her.
She studied the replica of her father's penis closely. "It's so...perfect. It's like it's inviting me to play with it...suck on it...stick it inside me."
"I know! It took all my restraint not to use it myself before you got home! Okay, maybe I did once or twice, but I cleaned it after!" Alicia grabbed the dildo and held it right up to her daughter's face, it flopped around and bumped against her nose. Penny Lane blushed and felt herself getting wet again.
"It's kind of...creepy." She muttered.
"You mean because it's so realistic?" Her mother demanded.
"It's just...creepy," Penny Lane forced herself to look away from the gorgeous, inviting dildo. It was identical to her father's, after all.
Mrs. Prescott looked upset. "I really think this will help, Penny Lane. Please try it for me? Tonight."
Penny Lane was stuck, but she was also exhausted from her long day of being tortured.
"I really like it, Mom. I'll use it tonight, I promise," she insisted. "I just had a hard day, that's all."
Penny Lane took the fake cock from her mother and gave it another look. It seemed to take over her mind, no thoughts remained except 'cock'. What a fine piece of dick this was! But wasn't it a little intimidating?
No, Penny Lane. Don't be a big puffy pussy, she told herself. You can do this. Don't go scaring yourself over a dildo...even if it is shaped like your dad.
"Thank you, Mom," she said awkwardly, tearing her eyes away with difficulty. She forced herself to smile. "What's family for, right?"
"Right," Alicia smiled brightly. "By the way, darling, your devil costume is hanging up in your room!"
"What? Devil costume? You picked my costume for me?"
"You saw that cute devil costume at the store, remember? I even got you some red rainboots and a mustache to go with it! You're gonna be adorable."
"Oh, jeeze, I'm gonna be cold," Penny Lane said, her head spinning. Vicky had said devil costumes were too cliché, and besides, it was time to be sexy for once! "I'll go take a look at it."
Penny Lane hadn't realized her mother would go and buy the devil costume when she pointed it out. I don't want to be cute this Halloween, she thought to herself while climbing the stairs. I want to be sexy! There had been some really sexy costumes back at the store. One of them was perfect, it would blow Vicky's socks off. But if she showed up in a devil costume...
This sucked. Why did her mother have to be so caring and considerate? Just because she pointed out the devil costume didn't mean she wanted it, after all.
Penny Lane stormed into her room and flopped on the bed without looking at the costume hanging on the door. The dildo flopped around as well, drawing her attention. It was so nice...and she did promise her mother that she'd use it.
She gave it a kiss, right on the tip. It felt good against her lips, tasted good too. She kissed it again and again, then began to lick it up and down. Penny Lane wondered if she could fit the whole head inside her mouth. Slowly, gingerly, she did, moaning softly as her fingers once again found her own clit.
That's when she noticed her bathroom door was cracked. She always closed that door. Penny Lane listened intently; the head of her new dildo still stuffed inside her tiny mouth. She heard breathing, like from a pervert on the other side of a phone line. There was someone in the bathroom. Maybe a home invader!
The breathing grew louder. Who was in her room!? She had to find out. Penny Lane popped the fake cock out of her mouth and brandished it above her head like a club. "Whoever's in there is about to get dick smacked!"
Penny Lane threw open the door...and cried out in terror.
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