Stepped On

Stepped On

Completely self-absorbed in taking selfies for her boyfriend, Lauren didn't hear the knocking on her door till it had been going on for some time. She snorted in irritation as she tossed back her long blonde hair and her face assumed it's usual look of haughty disdain.

"Who the fuck is it? I'm BUSY."

She sneered as the door opened and her pathetic father meekly stuck his head around the door. He was dressed smartly, his thinning hair neatly combed and his beard freshly trimmed. Lauren hadn't seen him so well turned out since Mom had left.

"Ummmm, hello princess. It's just me. I just wanted to tell you I'm going out on that date now and might be some time."

Rolling her eyes Lauren turned back to her mirror and gazed adoringly at her own reflection. "Whatever. Just make sure she's not a total dog and don't forget I'm the only woman who matters around here. Right Daddy? Mommy left us because you were such a loser,  try not to fuck this up as well."

"Of course Princess," he stammered, totally under the heel of his manipulative daughter. "I'll see you when I get back."

Lauren barely paid him any attention as he went. She was too busy in her own little world. As the most popular girl in school she had plenty to focus on. Boys, makeup, gossip and sex - she was at the height of her popularity right now and felt like a Queen. The world bent to her every whim and no one could stop her. It felt good to be the Alpha girl...

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Lauren awoke with a start - subconciously aware that someone was watching her.  Pulling off her pink eye mask she gasped as she saw a woman was watching her... and boy what a woman.

Lauren knew she was pretty - but this woman could only be described as sex on legs.  She was curvy in all the right places with the biggest most perfect pair of tits the girl had ever seen. Those massive breasts seemed to defy gravity and they dominated the room. Lauren's own small breasts seemed pathetic in comparison. 

The woman looked like a human Barbie doll - she was perfectly manicured from head to toe and there was something chilling about the impossible perfection of her form. Lauren realised she felt jealous - a feeling she was not used to. 

"Hello Lauren," purred the woman - her voice as sensual and as perfect as the girl had expected. "I'm your new step-mother."

The woman held up a hand to show a pair of rings - an expensive diamond engagement and silver-wrought wedding ring. She smirked as they caught the light, obviously amused by Lauren's bewilderment and fear.

"What... who...? What's happening?"

"Don't worry dear. My name is Cynthia - but you can call me Mommy if you like. I'm here to take control of this house. I've already made your Father mine. Will you come in here for a moment dear?" she called out through the door.

Lauren's mouth dropped open as a man walked in through the door. It took her a moment to recognise her Father. His hair was now thick and full, his body muscled and in good shape. His body-language was assertive... confident. He looked like an Alpha male.

"Say goodnight to your daughter and kiss your wife good night. I won't be long... and then we can enjoy ourselves."

"Of course my Princess. Night night Lauren," smiled Lauren's Father, turning to kiss Cynthia passionately and then walking out of the room.

"Wh... hey! I'm Daddy's princess... not you! What have you done to him? You're not married to him - you only met him tonight - you must be the girl he had a date with. Is this a prank?"

"Smart girl," grinned Cynthia, "But no - this isn't a prank. Your Daddy and I ARE married. You see I always get what I want and if reality isn't the way I want it... I just change it to suit me."

Moving forward - Cynthia leaned over Lauren. Her massive tits swung enticingly on her chest and her beautiful eyes seemed to bore into the girls soul.

"For instance I have no need of a rival. A beautiful spoiled daughter who could weaken my hold on her Daddy.  I think you'll be a lot more compliant as my helpless simp instead. It's started already. Don't you just love looking at my tits?"

Lauren was no lesbian - usually other women's boobs held no massive appeal for her - yet suddenly she couldn't stop staring at the rounded swell of Cynthia's perfect rack. 

"Doesn't Mommy have such big, perfect titties? Don't they make you want to touch yourself and cum?"

Lauren wanted to fight - she knew something wrong was happening here but she couldn't seem to help herself as her hand slid down between her legs and began to tease her tight pussy.

"That's it. Gooning for Mommy feels good doesn't it. Rub, rub, rub... can you feel your little twat getting nice and wet for Mommy? Stick your fingers inside... it feels good to play with yourself doesn't it?"

Lauren moaned as she slipped her fingers into herself and began to pump. It DID feel good, really good and her own nipples were burning with desire as she watched Cynthia pop her tits out of her bra and begin to play with them.

Unleashed - they were somehow even more impressive. Still gravity defying Cynthia proudly massaged and rubbed them - groaning as her nipples hardened and she gave Lauren a real show.

"That's it slut. You're a simp for Mommy now. You spend all day everyday gooning to the thought of these breasts. That's why you have no time to wash your pretty hair or exercise. That's why you're so scrawny and out of shape... why your skin is so greasy and disgusting. Eugh, what terrible acne you have today..."

Lauren whimpered as the words sank like poison into her mind. She groaned as she orgasmed at the thought of being nothing but a dirty little fuck pig- squirting a little onto the bed as she carried on finger fucking herself. 

Her lank blonde hair, greasy and tangled lay matted on the pillow. Her spotty face was covered in blemishes.

"They say masturbating makes you blind, I guess that must be why your eye sight is so bad."

Lauren felt tears roll from her eyes as her vision went blurry. She knew without turning her head that a thick pair of bottle-top glasses would be on the night stand and her free hand snaked out to find them. Sliding them onto her face she could see Cynthia's triumphant face and huge jiggling tits. She had to keep staring at those tits, they were all that mattered.

"No time to be popular now you're my gooner. No time for clubs... for friends... for academic success. You're so unpopular... a total nobody. A loser that girls laugh at and boys bully."

Lauren knew it was true. She was a nobody. She was bottom of the social ladder, a complete failure. The thought made her squirt again... harder this time. Her ejaculation felt thicker this time and her pussy felt swollen. "What's wrong with my clit?" she groaned.

"Clit? You don't have a clit. Only girls have a clit. You're jerking off your beta dick for Mommy and you can't stop can you?"

Lauren groaned as an Adam's apple popped out of her throat and her body lost every curve it had ever possessed. Her fingers now clenched a tiny two inch micro dick and sticky white cum coated her tummy. Disgusting body hair had sprouted from her legs, arm-pits and even on her back.  She tossed back short lank hair as she groaned helplessly and pumped more white cum over her body.

"You're so pathetic aren't you Lawrence? Such a helpless addict for Mommy. Tell me how pathetic you are."

"Yes Mommy, I'm your pathetic slave, I am nothing compared to you. Thank you for putting me in my place."

Lawrence stroked his tiny cock, trying to hold onto something as memories slipped out of his head like water. It was weird but he'd had this strange dream he was this popular girl instead of the biggest loser at school. Of course... that was impossible. He'd always been a loser and he always would be.

Putting her breasts back into her bra - Cynthia smiled as she looked around the grungy bedroom with its permanent smell of precum. Lawrence was an emasculated simp now - an edging virginal fuck-boi. Her work here was done.

Later that night as her new husband pounded her with the ten inch cock she'd allowed him to have and she screamed in ecstasy - she got even wetter at the thought of Lawrence desperately jerking off next door to the sound of her fucking his Dad.

She'd squashed him like a bug and it had been so much fun. This was the fate of anyone who got in her way. They'd get completely stepped on... just like he had.

THE END