Auntie's Arm-Thick Cock♡
The sound of Rumiru’s voice slipped through my hair. “Luu… are you awake, ru?”
“Mmm…”
“Ooh, the milk dispenser’s finally up, nyang. Mom didn’t feed me dinner last night so I’ve been starving ever since, nyang.”
I blinked slowly, turning to look out the window. The scenery felt strangely familiar, yet the sun was just beginning to rise. Morning, then. I scanned the room. The furniture arrangement, the view outside the window—everything clicked into place. This was the room I used to live in. Auntie Angelina’s house, back before I moved in with my sister.
Memories buried under sleep began to surface. Right… I left Betty’s place yesterday and came straight here.
“Servi, Rumiru, want some milk?”
“Nyang! Hurry up and give it, nyang!! I’m dying of hunger over here, nyang…”
The moment I stretched out my hand, Servi shoved her head into my palm and rubbed it vigorously. I couldn’t help smiling. “Hehe… you’re so cute.”
I offered each of them one breast. While they nursed, the door creaked open.
“Huk… Baby, you’re awake…?”
Auntie Angelina peeked in carefully. The sight of me breastfeeding made her freeze for a second.
“Hehe. Good morning, Auntie. Did you sleep well?”
“My good little baby.”
“Ooh, what’s with this auntie, nyang? She’s a perfectly ripened, super lewd MILF, nyang.”
Wh-what…?
“Servi! You can’t say things like that!”
“Ahaha… Your cat’s got quite the mouth on her…” Auntie said, sweating nervously.
“That auntie’s baby-food pantry is just as huge as Mom’s, nyang. They’re jiggling all over the place, nyang.”
“Servi!!”
“Huk… Okay, nyang. I’ll just drink my milk quietly, nyang.”
When I raised my voice, Servi finally behaved and went back to nursing. Auntie’s face had gone beet red; she was still sweating buckets.
“I’m so sorry, Auntie. Servi’s a little… lacking in manners.”
“Umm… No, it’s fine… Zwell, once you’re done feeding them… could we talk alone for a moment?”
“…Yes? Of course. What’s this about?”
“Th-that’s… I can’t say it here.”
Right on cue, Servi and Rumiru finished drinking.
“Perfect timing—the babies are full. I’ll get dressed and come right out!”
I slipped on my bra and top, then followed Auntie out of the room.
“I… I want to come too, ru…”
“No, Rumiru. You stay here.”
Leaving the two spirits in my old room, I trailed Auntie down the hall and into the master bedroom.
“By the way… where’s Miss Kayla?”
Kayla. Auntie Angelina’s daughter. She’d told me her husband passed away shortly after Kayla was born.
“You know how she is. Kayla… keeps everyone at a distance.”
I’d lived in this house for nearly ten years, yet the number of actual conversations I’d had with Kayla could be counted on one hand. She had never once spoken to me—or even to her own mother—first. I once asked Auntie if something traumatic had happened to make her avoid people, but she said there wasn’t any particular incident.
What could it be, then?
“So where is Miss Kayla right now?”
“Still shut up in her room, as usual.” Auntie pointed at the closed door across the hall.
Inside the master bedroom, I saw Auntie’s tidy little workspace. Sewing machine, bolts of fabric and silk, spools of thread, needles, scissors, and rulers. She was both a seamstress and a baker, after all. Her shop sold both clothes and bread—an unusual combination. Kayla had never once helped at the store, but I used to assist Auntie almost every day. Maybe that was why Auntie always seemed to dote on me more than her own daughter. I hoped their awkward mother-daughter relationship would heal someday.
“Wow, it’s spotless in here, Auntie.”
“Ahaha… I only do simple work in this room. My real workshop is somewhere else.”
Even though it was a workspace for making clothes, everything was neatly organized. So very like her.
“So, Auntie… what did you want to talk about?”
“Th-that… um…”
Her face suddenly flushed crimson. Then she pulled down her pants and panties in one motion.
“Eh?”
A thick, heady scent rolled out. A huge, snake-like cock—still soft—swung into view.
“I… I woke up like this… it just grew overnight… Hnng… If you stare at it so hard…”
The more I stared, the bigger it swelled.
“U-uwahhhhh…”
Once fully erect, it was as thick as my forearm—far larger and more imposing than either Serwen’s or Betty’s.
“M… Ma… That’s impossible…”
My jaw dropped.
“I… I have no idea what to do with it…”
The scent of her cock was lewd, thick, and metallic, yet somehow not unpleasant. The shape, the color—everything about it was… strangely beautiful.
“Baby…?”
“Ah… Y-yes?”
“What should I do about this…?”
My mind went completely blank. Auntie… because of me…
“I-I’m sorry, Auntie…”
“No, baby. It’s not your fault.”
“If it’s bothering you… I’ll help!”
The moment the words left my mouth, her cock throbbed even harder and spat a thick rope of precum. That was definitely… anticipation.
“You’ve been holding it in, haven’t you? Let me hel—”
“What are you saying?!”
Auntie’s face burned scarlet as she shouted at me.
“Ah, s-sorry…”
“N-no… Auntie’s the one who’s sorry. We’re practically family… We have to keep the line, don’t we? I understand you’re kind and want to help me, but that would be crossing it.”
“I understand. I’ll keep that in mind. I’m sorry my presence made that grow…”
“It’s not like that. Auntie will figure something out… Ugh…”
She clutched her head like she had a migraine.
“H-huk… Are you okay?”
“Huu… Yes… I overworked myself a few days ago. I’m fine, really. Don’t worry. Auntie will make breakfast, so could you wait in your room for me, baby?”
But… nothing’s been resolved. The words caught in my throat.
“Yes, I understand.”
I returned to my room. “Oh, I left this in my pocket.”
It was the container of contraceptive pills Betty had given me. I set it on the table and spent some time stroking Servi and Rumiru.
“Mom, where did Maman go, nyang?”
“Maman…? What’s that?”
“That pretty auntie, nyang. The one with the bouncy breasts and bouncy butt, nyang.”
“Wh-what are you even saying?! You stupid cat!”
I pinched Servi’s rear.
“Eek…! That hurts, nyang… S-sorry, nyaang…”
“Ruu… Servi, that kind of talk is vulgar, ru… Use pretty words like I do, ru…”
“Exactly. You should be refined like Rumiru, Servi.”
The door clicked open.
“Baby, breakfast is ready. Come eat.”
Auntie stepped inside with a gentle smile.
“Ah, hehe… The lemon pills were right here!”
She spotted the contraceptive container on the table and beamed.
“I’ve been looking everywhere. Lemon pills are perfect for headaches!”
Before I could stop her—
“Auntie—!”
She popped open the lid, dumped a handful of pills into her mouth, and swallowed them in one big gulp.
“Eh.”
“Hmm…? What’s wrong?”
She must have swallowed at least ten. We were so fucked.
“U-um… Au-Auntie?”
“Yes? Did something happen? You look worried… Huu… But why is my body so hot…? Hufu…”
“Th-that’s… the contraceptive—”
“Wh-what…? Huu… Huuu… Wait… my body feels… strange…”
“Those were contraceptive pills, Auntie.”
“Eh?”
Reason was rapidly draining from her eyes. Between her legs, a massive silhouette began to rise.
“A-Aunt—”
“R-run away… Get away from Auntie, baby.”
Having finally understood the situation, she spoke through a fresh wave of sweat. “Qu-quickly… before I lose control…”
“No. I know you can fight it, Auntie…”
She kept coming closer.
“Huk… Let’s run, nyang. Maman and Mom are about to have hot sex, nyang.”
“I… I understand, ru.”
Servi and Rumiru bolted from the room. Good. Those tiny babies couldn’t stop her anyway. Running was smarter.
Auntie approached carefully and stroked the back of my hand with trembling fingers. I could see it—how much superhuman willpower she was using to hold herself back. She had swallowed more than ten of those pills.
“Baby… I feel like my mind is about to snap.”
“It’s… it’s okay. Just breathe.”
Her hot breath washed over me. Her scent—soft, sweet, and motherly—filled my nose, mixed with the thick aroma of raw desire. Her elegant hand gently caressed my cheek.
“How can our baby be this beautiful even after becoming a woman?”
Her eyes held both maternal love and carnal lust in equal measure. The conflicting emotions froze me in place.
“Baby… I… I feel like I’m going insane… What do I do…?”
The extreme fear that she might violate the child she had raised with love radiated from her.
“C-calm down, Auntie. It’ll be all right.”
Her breathing drew nearer.
“Haa…♡ Heuu♡ Huu… huu… huuu…♡ Baby…♡”
Her breaths grew rougher. The pill was spreading through her system. The stronger the absorption, the more intense the estrus would become.
Every time her breath ghosted across my skin, it felt like a heavy stone dropped onto my heart. I tried to look away, but I couldn’t reject those eyes.
Warm olive-green eyes drenched in desire—yet still carrying a trace of pure innocence.
“Haaauuu…♡ Baby… my head feels like it’s breaking apart…♡”
“Auntie, please calm down. You mustn’t do this.”
The moment I tried to push her away—
“I don’t want to…♡ I like baby♡”
Those unbelievable words reached my ears.
“I l-like you…♡ Baby♡”
If she said something like that in such a gentle, sweet voice… If my first love whispered those words to me…
I—
Our lips met slowly.
Auntie’s lips were so soft. Maybe even softer than Serwen’s or Betty’s.
“Churup… Chuu…♡”
Her tongue teased my lips, then slipped inside my mouth.
“Hnn…♡”
Her hand slid under my arm and wrapped around my back, pulling me into a warm embrace. The comfort made my shoulders tremble. But Auntie didn’t stop. Even as her scorching breath filled my lungs, she kept going… and going… and going…