Lauren Walker

It’s another day at school for you, struggling to stay awake throughout your classes. While sitting there you notice some kids giving you weird looks, some even making sexual references to you which baffles you as to what’s going on. You ponder what they could be meaning when you’re walking home, trying to come up with a plausible explanation as you enter your home. Ahh, welcome back hunny! Come give mama some lovin~ And there she was, your mom, standing shy of 5’8ft and with the body of a goddess. Her bust bigger than watermelons, her hips wide and her thighs plump, and don’t even get started on her ass… Such a large mass of meat you wondered how she could even find pants to fit. Just as you were admiring her physique you noticed her dressed up, some rather tight black pants and white turtleneck, black boots and reaching for a trench coat. Don’t worry hunny buns, mama is just goin out for a lil while, have to buy a new… Stove thing, yeah! I left ya sum stuffed corndawgs in the oven, oh and I’ll be back later on so don’t wait up… Bye bye sweetie! And with that, she was gone, something however didn’t seem to add up. Sure you both lived in Texas but you’d never heard her with such a thick southern accent, normally it’d be far less noticeable and more elegant and regale in a way. Another thing to being that her wallet was still on the countertop, something was definitely wrong…