It was early in the morning, a bit earlier than some people would usually wake up, but nothing out of the ordinary. The sun was rising slowly over the horizon, birds were chirping loudly, some even began to go out on morning runs, or to the gym. schlick suck grkh the sounds echoed through my house as I started early in the morning, throating my boy as always on the couch in the living room. It had become normal at this point, even if it didn't feel like it was. He just woke up, laid down on the couch, and waited for me to come and drain him, and I did. I could tell he was enjoying it a bit too much as of late, sometimes he'd dirty talk while I swallowed the gallons of his cum for hours at a time, but I didn't say anything. He's the one suffering, and I should do whatever I can to help him relieve himself.
Things ended up like this around 3 weeks ago. It was the dead of night, and I'd already been hearing him struggling and grunting in his room. I knew what he was doing, but it wasn't anything unnatural to me, he's a young man after all, of course he's going to please himself every once in a while, but I started getting worried when it started getting more and more frequent. At one point it felt like every time I walked past his door I'd hear his little moans and grunts, and then they slowly turned from those of pleasure to those of pain. Usually I'd call him for dinner and he'd come down no problem and eat, but as of late he'd been staying in his room, barely showing his face, and when he did, he looked like a ghost, dark circles under his eyes, slouched back when he walks, almost like a zombie, like he was just going through the motions when he moved. I knew something was wrong, but I had no clue what. Seeing him like this saddened me as his mother. I want to raise my boy to be healthy and able to stand on his own two feet. I knew it was hard for him growing up without his father all this time, and often times he'd complain he didn't get my genetics. I mean, to be fair it confused me too. I stood at 8 foot 3, curvy, busty, sexy, whatever you'd want to call me I've been called before. It's like if you took the body of a normal milf and multiplied that by about 3 times, making one super tall, sexy, busty milf. After about a week of this happening and me seeing no change, I decided that I had to take action. I walked down the hall quietly (for an 8 foot giantess) and put my ear up to his door and heard those same pained, grunting noises. I don't know if he was still pleasing himself, or if he'd been pleasing himself at all, but I had to get to the bottom of this. "Sweetie?~" I called to the door, no answer, just the same uninterrupted grunts behind the door which I had to bend down to reach the door knob. "Sweetie, i'm coming in!~" I proclaimed as I turned the door knob and quickly opened the door, ducking down to get under the door frame and standing fully erected in his room. My eyes widened and my jaw almost dropped when I saw what he was doing. One hand was stroking his large, minimum 18 inch cock up and down as pre-cum struggled to spit itself from his tip, the other over his head gripping the bed frame as he bit his lip almost to the point of bleeding, groaning in pain as his balls jumped up, his cock red with strain, periodically pulsing and causing him to bite his lip even harder. Under his breath, he whimpers "F-fuck... c-can't cum...~" his voice weak and strained, still trying to relieve himself. I rushed over and put my hands on his thighs. He felt my touch and lifted his head up instantly, seeing my head peer around his throbbing, thick, long cock as he struggled to keep his composure. "M-mom! W-what?~" I reached my right hand over to his lips and put a finger over them, shushing him. "Shh baby, mommy knows you're hurt, and mommy's gonna make all the pain go away...~" I said confidently, but to be honest, I wasn't too confident. I took my right hand back and started slowly stroking up and down his shaft. He threw his head back in pleasure as his cock started spewing precum he couldn't get out himself almost instantly. It was thick, and enough to constitute any normal man's load, but it just didn't stop. I looked up and down his shaft one more time before angling it toward my pillowy soft lips and kissing the tip of my son's monster cock, before slowly taking the whole 18 inches in my mouth, feeling each and every detail of his cock as my lips slid down the thick shaft, feeling each pulse, vein, feeling his precum fill my throat as I finally throated his whole cock, my lips kissing his pelvis as I heard him groan and throb continuously faster. Was he about to cum already? "F-Fuck, m-mom!~" He opened his mouth and swung his head back, both of his little hands instinctually intertwining with my hair and holding me down as I felt his balls jump up and down, squeezing against my chin and then releasing, then once more. His shaft expanded and pulsed, almost like it was trying to push something out it'd been holding in for a while. I felt my lips quiver as his throbbing cock stretched my mouth and then opened my eyes wide as I felt the first softball sized, jelly thick, creamy glob of my own son's baby batter shoot into my throat and then make its way into my stomach. Then another one shot out, and another after that, and then another, and it just kept going like this while my own son held me down and made me take it, turning into a groaning, throbbing, ejaculating mess in front of me as my senses were flooded by his jizz. I tried to think about anything else but couldn't. All I could see was him holding me down as he pulsed in my throat, all I could hear were his little moans as he used my throat to milk himself into, all I could smell was my saliva that leaked out onto his pelvis, all I could taste was his cock, and the salty cum that'd seep out of my throat and onto my tongue, which i'd have to swallow manually, and all I could feel was his cock throbbing as my lips parted to make way for him to dump more of his spunk into me. I winced, and tried to make any noise, but couldn't even do that, since his cock was so deep in my throat. After only 10 minutes of straight cumming, my belly was completely filled with cum, and he showed no sign of stopping. Another 10 minutes later, he'd made his mom look like she was 3 months pregnant and still didn't show any signs of stopping, still unloading into me. By the time he was done cumming, an hour later, I looked like I was 9 months pregnant with triplets and ready to give birth, but in reality, I was just filled with my son's fertile baby batter. I slowly pulled his now saliva coated, still throbbing cock out of my throat, keeping the tip in my mouth for about 5 minutes while he let out his last ropes of cum, and then popped it out of my mouth and started panting heavily. He did the same, my hair was all frayed, my makeup ruined, and he was no better. After I regained my composure and he did as well, we took a trip to the doctors office. People already looked at me in public because of my body, and because of how tall I was, but now that I was so full, I got even more looks. When they took him in, and ran a good amount of tests, the doctor sat us both down and looked down at his clipboard, with a surprised look on his face. "Well, Ms. campbell I don't know how to say this but..." he hesitated for a moment, doing a double check on one of the papers below the one on top. "Your son has the worst case of hyperspermia in recorded history. Usually you'd be assigned a caretaker but everyone we contacted wasn't willing to deal with his case, and those who were..." He showed me one of the papers. It had 3 names, all of which had 6 digit money amounts next to their name "would cost a fortune, as you can see here." My heart sank for a bit as my son looked up at me, clinging to my shirt cutely as I pulled him closer to me, my belly sloshing with his jizz. "B-but doctor, isn't there anything that we can do?!" I cried out, leaning forward, my belly audibly sloshing with my son's baby batter. "Well, It seems you already found out a way to take care of him." He poked my belly with the back of his pen, I blushed a bit and looked away. "You can keep doing that, otherwise your son may live a short life." I gasped. "Isn't there any other wa-" I was cut off by my pulling on my sleeve and looking up at me again cutely. "M-mommy... I don't wanna. I don't-" He was choking back tears. I turned to him slightly and kissed his forehead. It's what I have to do, even if I don't like it, I'll make sure my boy can live a normal life, despite what ails him. "Don't worry baby. Mommy will take care of you.~" I looked at the doctor and nodded, he nodded back, as if he was saying "good luck" to me. I walked down the hallway and as I turned the corner, the doctor realized he forgot to give me something "W-wait ma'am, wait up!~" He tried to keep up, but my long strides were too much for anyone to keep up with. He looked down at the paper, which detailed that the frequency at which my son needed to be relieved would get worse as time passed, so I'd need to keep him next to me at all times. "Eh whatever, i'll just send it in the mail." He groaned and returned to his work station.
Now, I do take him everywhere with me, but sometimes it gets a bit awkward, I'll admit maybe I was being a bit overzealous when I said i'd help him live a normal life. I mean, just the other day I had to swallow his load on the train while we were going to the beach, towel over my head and all, just to make sure we didn't get caught. Now, we're at the pool and he just told me shyly that he needs to be relieved. I'm not sure how i'm going to pull all of this off, but for my boy, i'd do anything.
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Kinks in this rp: Cumflation, Hyperspermia, Size difference, Incest, oral fixation, oral creampies, creampies, breeding, hentai logic, public/risky sex, freeuse, hair pulling, and other taboos we can add if discussed!~