*All characters are over the age of eighteen. Warning this story contains incest and scat.*
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Martha came home from work and scanned the house for her daughter Hillary. She checked the den, then the game room, she wasn't in either room. Next she went upstairs and slowly cracked open Hillary's bedroom door and saw her laying on the bed wearing only panties and a bra, hugging a pillow crying. Martha slowly opened the door and entered her daughter's bedroom. She sat on the bed and gently ran her hands threw Hillary's shoulder length blond hair. Martha gazed at her daughter, she was about sixty pounds overweight, as a result, she had a big round ass, and 44DD breasts. Tears rolled from her blue eyes, down her cute puffy cheeks, while her full lips quivered.
"What's wrong baby, why are you crying?"
"Ronny broke up with me, and today is Valentine's day. I don't understand it. I did everything he wanted me to do."
"It's ok darling men suck." She continued stroking her hair.
"I will never find another guy like him. Nobody ever treated me the way he did."
"Really? He seemed like a selfish asshole to me."
"I know, that is what I liked about him."
"What do you mean baby? Why would you say that?"
"You're my mother, I am not really able to explain it to you."
"Yes, I am your mother, but I am also a woman. I think I will understand."
"I don't know if I want to talk about this."
"It's alright honey, you can trust me."
Hillary sat up, as her belly hung over her tight panties, her nipples peeked out of her bra. Martha gently wiped the tears from Hillary's cheeks, and licked them from her fingers. Hillary looked into her mother's kind eyes. Her face framed in long flowing red hair that draped over her huge breast that were larger than Hillary's. The weight of her plump round body made a crater in the bed around where she sat. She was at least a hundred pounds heavier than Hillary.
Hillary cleared her throat, then said,"I liked it when he was a jerk to me."
"What?"
"I don't understand it either, but I liked it when he told me what to do, and called me names, he would ignore me and make me beg for his attention. I know it doesn't make sense but he made me feel special. I was his fat piggy."
Martha was silent for a moment then took a deep breath, "I understand perfectly baby. I have been with a lot of men who enjoyed it when I treated them cruelly."
Hillary's mouth dropped open, "Seriously, Mom?"