Lisa - Part 4

Lisa woke some hours later feeling refreshed and renewed, like she had slept for days. She had never felt so good in her entire life. She awoke thinking she had had the most erotic and wonderful dream of her life, but when she inhaled her first breath and tried to move, she realized that it had not been a dream at all. The air stank of the sweat, sexy smell of shit and her body was tight and crusty with dried up poo.

When she sat up, she felt the extra weight on her chest, and her hands immediately shot to her boobs, smacking her nipples in the process, which not only causes a small trickle of milk to seep out, but sent a wave of pleasure rushing through her body. Whatever had happened to her had definitely made her nipples more sensitive to pressure. She gave them a little pinch and shuddered with delight. She couldn't wait to be rough with them now.

She stood and nearly fell over from the strange distribution of weight, but she quickly adjusted and headed to the bathroom. She stepped in the shower and started to wash, enjoying the feel of the dried shit turning to mush again as the hot water soaked in. She took her time, letting the hot water wake her up completely, and even after she was all done cleaning herself, which was quite a project, Lisa spent an extra bit of time soaping and massaging her huge boobs.

Lisa stepped out of the shower, her mind whirling through her entire wardrobe, trying to think of what she should wear for Billy. She wanted to dress up sexily for him, get him so turned on it drove him nuts with desire, than have him take her to the bedroom and fuck her good and hard.

Lisa shivered with excitement as she thought about it. Her red and black lace teddy would be perfect. It had the little straps to hold her thigh-high stockings up, and she had a matching lace thong with a little ribbon tied in a bow on the front. Sure, her boobs would no longer fit in the cups at all, but they were just a lacey covering anyway, she could push those down and have her breasts just be held up the under wire, completely exposed.

Lisa giggled at the thought of wearing that for Billy. She felt like a school girl again, dressing up for a dance, knowing she was going to have sex for the first time at the end of the evening.

She came out of the bathroom, glanced around to make sure she was alone, and closed the door to her bedroom. She didn't want Billy to see her until she was all ready.

She was surprised to find that her bedroom had been cleaned up completely. The sheets were changed, so she guessed that meant that Billy had washed the rubber under-sheet mattress cover as well; she had gotten that soon after Mark started making her drink his piss. No need to ruin a perfectly good mattress with kinky sex more than once.

The floor had been mopped as well, and all her clothes cleaned up. She could hear the clothes washer running in the laundry room. Billy must have done this, she realized, and a warm glow filled her. He was so sweet, to think to clean up like that. Lisa knew she'd have to make this very special for him.

She went about getting ready, slipping herself into her teddy and lacing it up tight. Her boobs rested on top of the material, higher and larger then she was used to, but the effect was quite sexy, she thought. Made them seem like they were being presented on a platter. Once she was in her lingerie, she decided she would do her make-up nice and pretty - a little slutty, too, but not too much. Red lipstick to match her teddy, a little eye-shadow and liner. She didn't need much. She took some time with her hair, too, making sure it was straight, neat, and bouncy. She needed to look perfect.

She picked out a nice black dress. It was small and sleek, fitted to the curves of her body perfectly. No sleeves and a low neckline to show off her cleavage. Of course, it didn't fit the way it used to now that her boobs where so large. The neck line was stretched out, showing a ridiculous amount of breasts, and her nipples, now hard from rubbing against the fabric, stuck out through the material. Before, the dress came halfway down her thigh, but it barely covered her thong, now, and she was sure that when she bent over, it wouldn't be covering anything at all. She didn't mind that one bit.

She picked out her jewelry next, a pair of diamond earrings and a matching diamond necklace. When she checked herself out in the mirror, she was sure she looked fit to be going out to a really nice restaurant and having all eyes on her. Giving herself a shot of perfume and taking a deep breath to settle herself - she was actually nervous! - she opened the bedroom door and strolled causally through the hall, her high heels clicking against the wooden floor.

The apartment was filled with the scent of cooking. Billy was in the kitchen at the stove, maybe frying something in a pan. He was wearing the trench coat that Lisa had worn on her trip back from the sewage plant. He looked up at Lisa with a big grin, then his expression turned to one of shock and his mouth dropped open.

Lisa was surprised as well - she had not known Billy had grown so much since she had fallen asleep. She was reminded of Vin Disel; Billy definitely had the actor's build, well-toned muscles, and bald head, but her son stood at least seven feet tall and was a darker brown color. He no longer seemed to have the oozy, mushy coating, either; his flesh seemed very solid and hard.

She didn't let her surprise show, though, and she glided into the kitchen to inspect his work. Whatever he was cooking smelled delicious!

"Um, Mommy, were you planning on going out tonight?" Billy asked, his voice dripping with disappointment.

"No, dear, not at all. I was planning on spending the entire evening with you."

"Oh!" His face light up with excitement and his eyes roamed once more up and down her body. "You look beautiful!"

"Thank you!" Lisa was beaming, so glad that he had liked it. "What are you making?"

"Roast lamb chops with mint and sherry dressing, roasted new potatoes, and green beans," he said, nodding towards the pan in his hand. Lisa noticed her was wear a pair of heavy working gloves and an old pair of boots that Lisa's father had left at her place once and she kept forgetting to return.

"I didn't know I had lamb . . . " Lisa said, more to herself.

"You didn't. I ordered it from the butcher down the road and had them deliver it. They left it outside the door, and when they were gone I went out and got it."

"Very clever! Where did you learn to cook?"

Billy pointed at the TV. "I've been watching it for a while. Saw a couple of cooking shows and this looked like a good recipe, so I decided to make you an early dinner. I thought you would be hungry since you hadn't eaten all day."

"That is so sweet of you!"

Billy was smiling, so proud of himself. "Well, it's almost done. You have a seat," he said, scurrying around the kitchen, doing his best to move quickly despite his large size.

Lisa lifted herself up onto the counter and crossed her legs. From here, Billy should have a good look at her stockings and thighs and maybe right up her dress, too. She felt very naughty doing it - even though he was fully grown, her son seemed a bit naive, which wasn't surprising since he was less then a day old.

Billy turned around to her with a bottle of wine in one hand and a full glass in the other. He nearly dropped both when he saw Lisa on the counter. If he could blush, his cheeks would have been a fiery red.

"Um, here, Mommy. This is for you." He handed the glass to her and set the bottle down next to her. "I'll finish dinner."

"Okay, love. You do that."

Lisa noticed that Billy was glancing at her every chance he could, his eyes either directed at her breasts or her legs. She couldn't help taking those moments to tease him. She uncross and crossed her legs a few times in slow, graceful motions. She let her shoe dangle from her foot for a bit, wiggling it around and tapping it against the cabinet at her feet. Every so often she would dip her finger into her wine, then hold it above her mouth and let the drop fall onto her waiting tongue. Once, she dripped the wine on her breast and watched with amusement as Billy stare at the drop of wine as it made its way across her tit until it disappeared into her dress.

Lisa saw Billy's erection sticking straight out from his crotch, not at all concealed by the folds of the trench coat he was wearing. She tried to ignore it and keep up her seduction, but her eyes kept finding there way down to it. Unable to stop herself, she reached out her foot, touched the tip of her shoe to the base of his cock, and slid her foot back and forth along the shaft a few times. As she did this, she kept her attention on other things, like her wine or the frying pan. Billy tried to concentrate on his cooking, but she could tell that he was having difficulties.

At last, he was finished, and Billy, looking a bit flustered and embarrassed, asked Lisa to sit at the table as he fixed her plate. When she sat down, Lisa noticed there was only one table setting. "Aren't you eating with me?"

"No. I don't eat the way you do," he replied. "The only thing that gives me sustenance comes from you."

"Oh." She was a bit disappointed that they would not be able to have a meal together.

Billy filled her wine glass and set her plate in front of her. Her meal was perfect in presentation, looking like something from a gourmet restaurant or, more correctly, a cooking program.

Lisa ate, not realizing how hungry she was until she started. Billy sat across from her making pleasant conversation even though Lisa was still doing her best to tease and excite him, like running her foot up and down his leg, leaning a bit over the table to display her ample cleavage to him, or nibble a bit on her finger while giving him her best come-to-bed eyes.

When she was done, Billy cleared the table and started washing the dishes, but Lisa came up behind him and wrapped her arms around his body, pulling him tight against her chest. She had had a few glasses of wine and they were definitely affecting her. She couldn't contain her desire any longer. "Hey babe, leave those for later. There are better ways to spend the evening."

"Um, okay."

She smiled - he seemed so nervous and shy; it was so cute! Lisa took his hand and led him to the bed room. She turned to him when she got to the bed. His dick was sticking out and visible throbbing; his balls were huge, looking her swollen and full. She would be taking care of that shortly.

She grabbed the front of his jacket and pulled him down closer to her, pressing her lips fully against his lips when she could reach. Her tongue licked his lips, only a few swipes, than slipped into his mouth, seeking his tongue. His bitter taste filled his mouth, urging her on, heating her passion to new levels. She could feel her entire body heating up, and ever taste she got of him, the more she wanted. She was addicted to the pungent taste and smell of his body.

Her hands went to work, trying to peel the coat off his shoulders, but he was so large, she was having trouble. Billy took over for her, and without breaking off the kiss, was able to shrug the trench coat from his body.

"Take off your gloves," she whispered to him between deep kissed.

"But your dress -" he started to protest.

"Fuck my dress," she replied. Her voice was harsh and breathy, she was breathing hard, drinking deeply his scent. "I want to feel your hands."

His hands were free in seconds and roaming up and down her body. Her arms were around his neck and shoulders, her hands caressing the smooth, warm body of his and sliding lovingly across his bald head. His hands moved across her back with more speed and force, pulling her against him in a near crushing embrace. Her breasts her squished hard against his chest, and Lisa moaned from the pressure against her hard nipples. She could feel the milk flowing from them, and it got her hot.

There was a soft ripping sound, and Billy pulled back in alarm. His strong hands had accidentally torn the back of Lisa's dress. Lisa, however, was excited by the show of strength and power. "Oh yes!" Her hands went to the front of her dress and she started to pull apart the neckline. "Rip it! Tear it off of me!"

Billy hesitated a moment, but her passion overtook him. He grabbed the material with each hand, and in one swift motion, ripped the dress off of her body. His eyes fell across her teddy and stockings, wide with shock and excitement.

"You like it?"

"Oh god, yes!" he replied.

Lisa smiled and took a step back, kicking off her shoes and massaging her breasts with her hands. "I'm glad. I wore it just for you." She started to swing her hips a bit, finding a slow, sexy rhythm. "I wanted to turn you on." She turned around and leaned over, shaking her thronged ass at him. "I wanted to get you hot."

"I am," he replied, barely able to speak.

Lisa continued to dance around, swinging and bouncing her hair. She groped her tits, squeezing the nipples to squirt a small jet of milk onto Billy's belly and cock. She moved to the post of her bed. She worked it like a striper on a pole, grinding her cunt all over it while spanking her ass occasionally with quick, hard smacks, fucking the pole with her huge tits, and giving it a few slow, sexy licks. Billy watched the performance, never taking his eyes off her for a moment. She slipped her thong down to her feet, then kicked it at him, hitting him in the chest with it. She climbed up on the bed and crawled away from him, towards the head of the bed, making long elaborate movements to make her ass wiggle for him.

She turned around and sat at the head of the bed, her back against the headboard. She slid one finger along the slit of her cunt, dipping it in a little, and moaning wildly. Her other hand raised her huge breast to her mouth, and she sucked on the nipple, drawing in a few drops of milk. The sweetness of her milk surprised her - she loved the taste and sucked harder, biting down to increase the flow. She swallowed some of her milk, but let some dribble out the corner of her mouth and down her chin.

She looked up at Billy, who was still staring at her as if unsure what to do. His cock seemed even bigger then before and the throbbing had increased. His balls seemed to swelling even as she watched them.

She motioned him towards her. "Come on, baby. Come to Mommy."

Billy was on the bed immediately and scurrying towards her on all fours as quickly as he could. Lisa's hand found his shit cock, which was hot to touch and harder then any she had ever felt before. Just touching it filled her with desire and made her pussy gush. She could feel the wetness in the sheets at her ass, and the spot was growing very quickly. Lisa lined up the tip of Billy's massive dick with her pussy, holding the head against her slit.

"Now, baby, it's time for Mommy to make a man out of you." She grabbed his ass with both hands and pushed hard, driving him into her.

She let out a cry as he plunged in - he was so huge! He hadn't gotten in very far, but it had felt so good to her. But once started, Billy seemed to know exactly what to do, and he slowly began to fuck her, pushing in a little more with every thrust.

He was going slowly, making sure he didn't hurt or damage her. Lisa was more impatient to get him inside her, and she bucked back with all the strength she could muster. Slowly, slowly she was able to get his cock into her, able to feel the amazing stretching going on with in her as her body did it's best to accept his huge organ. She had never felt so full before and he wasn't even all the way in yet!

To Lisa, it took forever before she felt her crotch smack up against his thighs. How much was in her, she couldn't tell, but as soon as all of it was in, Billy stopped moving. Just the feeling of it all inside her, no other stimulation, and she was thrashing around and moaning with pleasure. Billy laid there on top of her for a few minutes, letting her adjust to his great size before he started to slid in and out again in long, slow stroked.

His huge body overwhelmed her own, and though he used his great strength with every movement, he was so slow and careful - Lisa had never been fucked so gently before. She wrapped her arms around his shoulders and her legs around his waist and held on to him as he pumped into and out of her.

Billy put on hand on her naked ass, his fingers squeezing the flesh of her ass cheek in a vie-like grip. She could feel the hot shit of his body smearing her skin. He lifted her up off the bed, then, and stood. Her weight was held easily in his hands, and he continued his slow rhythm by lifting her off his cock, then settling her back down on it.

Her hands roamed along his back, feeling the muscles rippled and tighten as he used his arms to pump her on his dick. She felt so safe and loved in his strong arms, and she had never been fucked so slowly before - no, they weren't fucking. They were making love, pure and simple. There was no other term for the sex they were having. They were loving each other with their bodies, whole and completely. No other expression of love could mean as much between two people, and she doubted that anyone was ever so connected in a single moment of bliss. She could not stop the tears of joy that rolled down her cheeks. Lisa kissed and licked and sucked at Billy's solid pecks, and she felt his lips kiss the top of her head.

"Are you crying, Mommy? Have I done something to hurt you?"

"No! No, not at all! I've just never felt this before - it seems soooo gooood!! I love you! I love you so much! Don't stop, baby! It feels so good. Oh god! Make you Mommy cum with that big cock of yours! I love it! I love you!"

"I love you, too, Mommy. I love you. I love the way you make me feel. I feel complete when I'm inside of you. Oh god, I'm going to cum!"

"Yes, baby! Cum inside of me!" she cried, her tears streaming down her face. "Fill Mommy's pussy with your cum!"

Billy cried out and started to cum, his hands squeezing even harder on Lisa's ass. His cum was hot inside of her, and within seconds she was full and it was spilling out of her pussy and gushing down her legs and to the floor. He just kept moaning and cumming and his huge cock throbbed and spasmed inside of her, rubbing hard against her g-spot. Lisa shoved a hand between their bodies and started rubbing her clit hard, bringing herself to an amazing orgasm, which was only heightened by the hot jism flowing up into her. She was sobbing and crying out at the same time, her body awash with such a feeling of ecstasy and love like she had never known.

When Billy was finally finished filled her with his diarrhea-cum, he set Lisa gently back down on the bed and ever so slowly removed his cock from her. More of his cum erupted out of her, but her stomach still looked a bit bloated and full, and if she gave a little push on her pelvis, more would flow out of her. She loved feeling so full and warm.

Lisa scooted herself so she was lying parallel to the edge of the bed and took Billy's cock in her hands. She started to lick it up and down, cleaning his jism off of his member. She sucked the foul-tasting shit into her mouth and swallowed as much as she could get. Her face and hands were smeared with the dark brown crap, and the smell of poo filled her room again.

"Oh, my love. You taste so good."

"You like it?"

"Oh yes. It turned me on so much!"

Billy cock started to deflate, but under the attention of her tongue, it only got half way down before it once more sprang back to life.

"You look like you are ready to go again," she said, smiling up at him.

"Oh yeah,"

Lisa rolled over and pushed herself onto her hands and knees. She wiggled back to the edge of the bed, her raised ass in line with Billy's cock. She slapped herself hard on the ass then wiggled one finger into her asshole, then another and a third. She pumped her digits in an out for a bit, looking up at her son's face, "How would you like to fuck Mommy's ass with that monster dick of yours?"

Billy smiled and, as soon as Lisa was sucking and licking her fingers, the head of his cock was pressed against her ass. He leaned forward, letting his weight push his cock into her. Lisa relaxed her ass, allowing him to push in fairly easily at first. He continued to enter her, spreading her ass wider than ever, and though it hurt, it felt so good Lisa pushed back against him to get more of it in her.

"You are so much bigger than your father," Lisa murmured, recalling how full she had been when she had been attacked by the first shit monster and how she was far beyond that, now, and Billy wasn't all the way in yet. After this, taking her own fist wouldn't be a problem at all - she might have to have Billy try to fist her with those massive hands of his.

Billy was less gentle this time, fucking her hard and long. Lisa was screaming and bouncing around with pleasure, squeezing her tits and rubbing her clit off and on to increase her enjoyment. Billy lasted nearly an hour in her ass before emptying another amazing load deep in her bowels. Lisa's ass was sore but she was satisfied and filled with hot cum.

She laid on her stomach awhile, too weak to move, and Billy lay on the bed with her for a time, then lifted her up and laid her on his chest, so that her head rest on his shoulder.

"That was amazing," she told him, stroking his face with her hands. Her fingers collected brown shit streaks on them, but she sucked them off and returned to stroking him until more had collected.

"Yes. That was incredible," Billy agreed.

Lisa kissed and licked his neck, filling her mouth with the exotic taste of his poo-flesh. After half an hour, Lisa was fairly sure her asshole had mostly closed up again, and she asked that Billy go and get two wine glasses from the kitchen. Confused but unquestioning, he did as his mother asked.

Lisa was sitting on the bed, her back on the head board again. Some of Billy's cum had leaked out of her ass when she shifted positions, but when she clenched up her asshole, she seemed to have stopped the flow of it out of her. It felt so much better to be full of his cum.

Billy handed her the glasses and sat down next to her. She lowered one to her cunt, spread her pussy lips and let flow with a stream of piss. She filled one glass with her dark yellow pee and handed it to Billy, then filled the other and kept it for herself.

"Here's to us, my love." She kissed him on the lips, clinked glasses and they both took a sip. The flavor was very strong and heavy, salty. Lisa lapped at like a dog, letting the taste coat her tongue and fill her mouth.

Billy gulped his down quickly like a man who hadn't had a drink in days. He turned back to Lisa with his empty glass. "Do you have more?"

Lisa refilled his glass four more times before she could pee no more. When her own glass was empty, she pressed it against her ass and pushed out a stream of Billy's cum. It was dark brown, nearly black, and a little thicker then water. It smelled terrible; the most potent, foul shit smell Lisa had ever experience. She lifted the full glass to her nose and took a big sniff, making her stomach turn and her pussy quiver.

She dipped her tongue into the revolting brew, nearly loosing her dinner when the taste hit her. It was so absolutely nasty! She poured a little bit across each one of her tits, coating them completely and sending small flows the diarrhea between her boobs and down into her teddy.

Still letting the shit trickle out, she moved the glass from above her tits to her head, letting it pour into her hair and rubbing it in with her free hand like shampoo. She bent her head back and directed the flow into her mouth, filling herself until the small lake of diarrhea overflowed and rushed down her neck. She closed her mouth on the pool of liquid shit, which caused even more to escape her painted red lips, and swallowed what was left in her mouth.

Her stomach was all a flutter, churning wildly and threatening to vomit the whole mess back up again, but her pussy was hot and gushing again. Lisa refilled her glass from her ass, poured it all over her cunt and across her teddy and down her legs. sHE was getting into it and was smearing the liquid poo all over her body with his hands, even spreading her cunt with her fingers so she could pour it directly inside of her.

"Oh, baby, I really need to poo," Lisa said, giving Billy a wicked smile.

"Can I watch?"

"Of course you can, my love."

Billy was lying down, his head on the pillow and his legs hanging well off the edge of the bed. Lisa got on all fours and climbed on him, her legs spread wide to fit around his barrel chest, but her hands were panted squarely on his crotch, around the base of his cock and on his balls. He was strong enough to not care about her weight pushing into him.

The feeling had come upon her suddenly, filling her completely with the urge to crap, and now it was so intense, even as she got into position, she could feel her ass opening and a long, thick turd start to emerge from her puckered ass.

Billy moaned as he watched it, and Lisa could feel herself becoming more turned on knowing that her poo-child was watching her shit on his chest.

It was a big one, too, thick and hard, stretching her worn ass - it was nearly as big as Billy's cock, but lumpier and rougher at the edges, not as uniformly thick either, so some parts were thicker than Billy's dick; these parts made her whince with pain as they came, but she enjoyed the feeling all the same.

"It's wiggling around," Billy said. "Hey! It's heading for your vagina!"

He was right - she could feel that it was definitely curling around towards her cunt and - whoa! It shoved its head right into her and started nuzzling in, wiggling like a worm burrowing into the ground. It felt wonderful!

"Mommy, that's hot!"

Lisa could feel Billy raised his head a bit and his wet shit-tongue slipped across her ass, circling her asshole where her poo was emerging from her anus and gliding down to her pussy. The tip of his tongue flicked rapidly across her clit, making Lisa squeal. Her arms and legs buckled for a moment, her strength leaving her, but Billy's massive hands caught her weight.

Billy's cock was growing rapidly in her hands, and as soon as it was within reach, Lisa slammed her mouth down on it, taking as much of it as she could get. It was still growing, expanding further and further down her throat. The taste of shit filled her mouth; she sucked hard on his cock, trying to get as much flavor as she could. This time, there was no mush to swallow, and Lisa missed that, but the taste was much stronger, more potent, which made sucking the shit-cock much more arousing.

Lisa leaned forward, reaching between Billy legs. One hand stopped on his balls and began to stroke and pet them with care. The other reached around his waist to his tight, firm ass cheeks. She began probing around, wondering if there was an anus there, and if so, what kind of pleasures she could find within.

Yes, he did have an asshole. Would he enjoy her fingering him there? She was about to find out. She slipped one finger inside, and judging but the throaty moan and bucking, back and forth on her finger, yes, he did enjoy it. She inserted more fingers, but he was humping wildly, not only driving more and more of his thick cock in her mouth, but also forcing her hand up into his ass, until her whole fist was deep inside and going deeper.

Billy's tongue was in overdrive, whipping back and forth with amazing speed and strength. He had a hand on the back of Lisa's head and he was pushing her down on his cock, forcing his cock down his mother's throat. Lisa had never had so much in her mouth before, and soon he hit her gap reflex, causing her to vomit all over his cock. Billy never stopped fucking her mouth and didn't lessen the pressure on her head, pushing his cock in deeper. She vomited again, but kept sucking and swallowing as her mouth filled, either with her chunking, acid bile or his bitter pre-cum which oozed from his cock.

Lisa never attempted to pull back; in fact, Billy's forcefulness was exciting her, and even when she started to puke with his cock down her throat, as she wanted was for him to push it in further, no matter how much her body rejected it. She started to bob her head in rhythm with his thrusting, always taking more in her mouth with every push.

Her shit was working its way deep into her; she could feel it slithering deep inside her cunt, pushing through her cervix and into her womb. It was wiggling and wagging around both in her ass and up her pussy, stimulating both at the same time. And with Billy taking care of her clit, her orgasm was building quickly and with force. Her whole body was trembling as the pleasure amassed in her thighs, reaching high and higher, getting her hot.

Sweat made her skin slick, wetting all the poo that had been smeared all over her, turning into a runny mud-like substance. Her hair fall about her face is thick clumps, dripping wet with sweat and diarrhea-cum. She was dripping wet and screaming as loud as she could with a cock down her throat.

When she climaxed, her body shuddered and convulsed. She thrust herself onto Billy's cock, forcing it down her throat with all her weight until her nose was pressed into his balls and every inch of his cock was in her mouth. She was puking again, but she didn't even notice. Her world was spinning, all the colors mixing and blurring; she was hotter then she had ever been, like her skin was on fire and bolts of lightning raced through her body, causing her to shake and moan. Milk flowed out of her breasts without any prompting in long streams as each waved of pleasure crashed through her body.

It took her several moments to regain herself and start working on Billy's dick again. She did her best to pull up until only the thick head of his cock was still in her mouth, then she dropped back down on it, taking it nearly to the base every time. Sometimes she vomited when she did it, other times she didn't, but the puke added an acid taste to the shit that filled her mouth and made everything more wet and sloppy and messy. It was all over her tits, too, and she rubbed in to her body with great abandon.

Billy's moans started to pick up, and she got the head of his cock out of her throat and in her mouth just in time for the first burst to blast from his shaft and fill her mouth to overflowing. She swallowed quickly, but just like before, she could not swallow the rancid diarrhea fast enough. She pulled his cock out of her mouth, aiming it at face and boobs. She removed her hand from his ass and sat up on Billy's stomach, his dick like a fire hose spewing his brown spunk all over her body. She moved it up and down her body, spraying herself everywhere until all of her was saturated by it and dripping with sit. She kept her mouth open, swallowing when it was full.

After a few minutes, Billy was done cumming and Lisa seemed to be covered in gallons of it. She rolled off of his and started to lick him clean of his cum and any of her vomit that was on his body. She sucked up the chunks, chewed, and swallowed, mewing in pleasure the whole time.

Billy was sighing softly, lying in a glow of orgasmic pleasure. "That was great. Your own poo slid right up inside of you."

"Yeah. It is awesome." Lisa, seeing that she got most of her puke cleaned off of his, laid down next to her poo-child, right in a pool of cum-shit and vomit. She began to scoop up the mixture and pour it on her breasts and down her teddy.

"Does that happen often?"

"Just once. Right before I had you."

Billy thought on that for a second. "Does that mean you're pregnant?"

Lisa's hand went down to her uterus, and upon feeling the stirring and expanding she could feel there, nodded. "Yes, I think I am."

"We're going to have a baby!" Billy turned to her and planted a deep kiss on her mouth.

Lisa laughed, brightened by her son's delight at the idea of fathering a child with her. She was excited, too. Now that she knew what was happening, she was sure this birth would be a lot more exciting then the last one. And would this mean she would have two poo-creatures to taste and suck and fuck? That would be incredible.

"Can I get anything for you?" Billy asked.

Lisa thought for a moment. She was ravishly hungry due to both the baby growing so quickly in her womb and because she had vomited up most of her dinner. "Something to eat," she said.

Billy bound off to the kitchen while Lisa went about picking through the shitty mess on her bed, scooping handfuls of puke into her mouth if there was enough of it or sucking up poo-covered chunks of vomit and eating them. After all, she didn't want to waste the wonderful meal that Billy had spent so much time preparing for her.