Ryan stood in the doorway, eyes locked on his mother's limp body sprawled across the bed.
Lauren lay face-down at the very edge, legs hanging off loosely, her ass still slightly raised from the way Leon had positioned her for the final thrusts.
Her asshole gaped a little, red and puffy, with thick white streams of cum slowly oozing out, trailing down her inner thighs in shiny paths before dripping onto the comforter below.
Her back rose and fell with heavy breaths, skin shiny with sweat, red handprints standing out bright on both cheeks like brands.
Leon stood beside the bed, chest still heaving a bit, cock softening but still slick and heavy, hanging between his legs.
He ran a hand through his messy hair, let out a long, satisfied breath, and looked down at her with real admiration.
"Jesus Christ," he said, voice full of wonder. "Your mom has a body that was literally made to be called a milf. No wonder every guy in the neighborhood loses his mind when she walks by. And fuck… she looks a thousand times hotter with nothing on at all. Clothes just get in the way of perfection like this."
He reached down and traced a lazy circle around one of the fresh handprints on her ass, making the skin twitch slightly.
Lauren let out a soft, sleepy hum, pushing back into his touch without waking fully.
Ryan couldn't find any words. His throat felt like sandpaper.
Leon glanced over at him, noticed the stunned look.
"Hey, go grab that cucumber from downstairs. The big one we used earlier."
Ryan's stomach flipped again. "What… what are you planning to do with it now?"
Leon rolled his eyes, but it was playful. "Just go get it, bro. You'll see. Trust me, it's gonna look amazing."
Ryan's legs felt like jelly, but he turned and walked down the stairs anyway.
The living room felt colder now, emptier. The huge cucumber still lay on the carpet, dark green and bumpy, coated in a shiny mix of his mom's juices and whatever else from before.
He picked it up carefully, feeling the slickness on his fingers, the weight of it. It felt wrong holding something that had been inside his mother.
He carried it back upstairs, hand shaking the whole way.
When he stepped into the bedroom again, Leon was gently stroking Lauren's lower back, murmuring little praises too low to hear.
She looked half-asleep, completely relaxed.
Ryan held out the cucumber. Leon took it with a wide grin.
"Perfect. Thanks, man."
He knelt behind Lauren once more. Her asshole was still loose and open from the hard fucking, cum dripping steadily in thick drops.
Leon pressed the rounded, slick tip right against the center.
With a slow, firm push, the cucumber started sliding back in: first the tip, then inch by thick inch.
Every bit it went deeper pushed Leon's fresh cum further inside her, sealing it all in place like a plug.
Lauren stirred, letting out a long, drawn-out moan: "Oooohhh… so full again…"
When exactly half the vegetable was buried: the same spot as before: Leon stopped and gave her ass a light pat.
"There we go." He looked at Lauren's face, brushed hair from her cheek.
"Neighborhood milf, you are not allowed to take this out until I personally tell you to. No matter what. It stays in until I say. Understand?"
Lauren nodded slowly into the comforter, voice soft and dreamy. "Yes, Leon… it stays…"
Leon stood up, stepped back to admire the view.
The thick green shaft stuck out obscenely from her red, stretched hole, cum completely blocked now, not a drop escaping.
He turned to Ryan, eyes bright with excitement.
"Isn't she a million times hotter like this? Perfect milf body with the perfect little accessory. Like she was made for it."
Ryan swallowed hard, voice barely a whisper. "How… how is she supposed to walk around the house all day with that thing inside her? She won't even be able to sit down."
Leon tilted his head, thinking it over.
"Yeah… you're right. That one's pretty huge. She'd be waddling all day, probably couldn't cook dinner or anything."
He leaned over Lauren again, voice gentle.
"Later tonight, after I'm gone, take this big one out and swap it for the second-biggest cucumber in the fridge. Keep that one in until I get here next time. We'll work our way back up to the monster size another day, okay?"
Lauren murmured a sleepy "Okay, Leon…" and shifted her hips slightly, making the cucumber wiggle.
Leon started pulling on his clothes: boxers, jeans, shirt.
"Gotta head out. I had so much fun thanks to you. You don't have to give the bet money."
He paused at the bedroom door, looked back one last time at Lauren's plugged, naked body sprawled on the bed, then at Ryan standing there lost.
"You know what? One last thing before I go."
He turned fully to Lauren.
"Neighborhood milf, from now on it's completely normal for you to be naked at home all the time. You don't need to wear clothes inside the house ever again. In fact, you'll feel way more comfortable, way happier, without anything on. Understood?"
Lauren lifted her head a little, smiling that blank, content smile.
"Yes, Leon… naked feels so much better… thank you…"
Leon zipped his jeans, gave Ryan a quick ruffle of the hair on his way past.
"There you go. I did a favour for you, now you can see her plugged up all the time. No need to say thanks."
"See you tomorrow, bro. Take good care of your mom while I'm gone." He strolled down the stairs and out the front door, whistling the whole way.
Ryan stood alone in the bedroom doorway.
His mother lay exactly where Leon had left her: face-down at the bed's edge, legs dangling, ass up with half a thick cucumber buried deep in her asshole, cum sealed inside, completely naked and perfectly content.
The late-afternoon sun came through the blinds in golden stripes, lighting up the red handprints on her cheeks, the shiny trails on her thighs, the green shaft sticking out like some obscene tail.
She turned her head toward him slowly, eyes soft and distant, voice gentle.
"Don't worry, honey… Mommy feels wonderful… so full and free…"
Ryan's legs gave out.
He sank to the carpet just inside the door, staring at the woman who used to make him pancakes on Sunday mornings, now reduced to this.
But something also sparked today inside of him that made this situation less... painful.
To be continued…
* * * * *
Early Access Chapters at Patreon:
Patreon: FloppyGeneral
Patreon.com/FloppyGeneral