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Mona's Daughter

thewhiterabbit

thewhiterabbit

Supernova
Joined
Jun 17, 2009
Name: Mona Ramos
Age: 33
Eyes: blue
Hair: blonde
Skin: olive

The adoption agency had not even batted an eyelash when she requested a weekend trial period to meet the boy. She had a weeks worth of clothing it was all pink and frilly she would enjoy this. “Hello my name is mona we will have a great time” she took his hand leading him inside. The man could not wait to leave first she would feed and bathe him then they could have fun. Well she would have fun she doubted the boy would enjoy what was about to happen to him. He was a cute boy he reminded her so much of the son she had to give up. She walked to the kitchen waiting for him to catch up he had not clue what was in store for him.
 
"Mom-I mean Mona?" Ian asked with hesitation, as he tried to figure out which way his possible mother had headed. He finally decided to head towards the noise in the kitchen. Almost running into Mona, Ian found his way into the kitchen. He was amazed at how well equipped it was. He rubbed his stomach, and smiled realizing he was about to get something other than orphanage slop.

"What a cool house you got here Mona." He said, feeling a bit awkward when he was finally alone with Mona.
 
She was no cook but the room was always stocked with enough food to make almost any dish you could imagine. "Ok i want lunch, you may have some as well" she pulled out a small outfit that was made for a female maid. it even had panties and a roll of tape to strap down his developing cock. she watched him change licking her lips her own strap down job was working overtime to hide itself. "i want soup and cracker, and grill cheese" she demanded as she sat on the table.
 
Name:Ian
Age:14
Sex:Male
Appearance: http://image.pimpandhost.com/kinky-kittens/1998690_x.html

Ian's heart sank when he saw the dress Mona held. He found himself speechless in it's presence.

"Uh erm uh... I think the orphanage made a mistake... I'm a boy, and I'm suppose to be y-our son, not maid." He said with a blush, feeling a lot of embarrassment for the both of them. He hung hi head, and turned around, thinking he was about to be taken back to the orphanage.
 
Mona placed her hand on his shoulder spinning him around to fall into her arms. "I did want a girl but if you wont tell neither i will" she smiled and winked as she pulled down his pants ad underwear. he was well hung for a boy his age perhaps well she was not sure how big when erect but bigger then a boy smaller then a man. she pulled up his shirt pulling down the uniform before she gave his ass a smack. "make me lunch and you will get a treat" she offered with another wink.
 
Ian was very confused. Did she really know he secretly enjoyed crossdressing? He blushed when Mona pulled down his pants, and cried out in shock when he was spanked. Unsure what else to do, he grabbed the maid uniform, and panties and began to get dressed. Once clothed he hurried around the kitchen, and tried to find everything he needed.

"Help?" He whimpered, not tall enough to reach bread on a top shelf, above the fridge. He wasn't sure why he was submitting to Mona's will, but tried to keep his concerns out of his mind.
 
stepping up behind him she reached the loaf of bread at just five feet or less he was just so cute she could eat him up. "you need any more help" she asked wrapping her arms around the small boy. "Nikita that is what i will call you, such a pretty name Nikita" she found it hard to let go. the thing in her pants was burning to come to life soon she would have some fun with Nkita or die of excitement.
 
Ian almost melted when he felt the soft breasts of his new mother press against his back as she grabbed some bread. He let out a moan of satisfaction as he felt affectioned arms wrap around him. Leaning against his mother, he blushed an even brighter pink. He had always longed for someone to love him, and didn't care if it meant he'd have to be Nikitia.

"I c-can't cook." He said, knowing he'd need help with everything as he stared at the ingredients from Mona's arms.
 
she had him open the can and turn on the oven to medium she pulled out some milk and poured it into a pan. "Yes that is better" she turned on another burner to toast some bread and cheese she knew he would like it. after a while she placed some plates on the table for the two of them she wanted him to sit on the table. "You want you're prize now or latter" she asked the boy sitting down next to the table. she could see he was very excited to see her in her tight and clean cloths.
 
"N-now?" He said, kicking his dangling legs as he sat on the table, thinking naughty thoughts as he stared at his mother's cleavage. He was happy to have a mother, but was unsure if she wanted more. He curiously awaited his prize as he looked at his grilled cheese with little appetite.

"Can I change first, or is this thing something I wear outside the kitchen to? Can I get some boy cloths maybe?" He asked, smoothing his skirt out as he awaited a response.
 
slowly she pulled down his panties his cock four or five inches sprang to life for her almost hitting her face. "No male cloths Nikita" she placed her hand on his cock gently as she leaned forward giving him a kiss. "have you been with a girl" she asked stroking up slowly then down even more slow. she could see that the boy enjoyed it a great deal it was funny playing with such a young cock in that outfit.
 
Ian trembled with lust, but had enough self control to grab his new mother's hands, and tried to push them away. As much as he'd like to give into his sexual desires he had several hangups with being with his mother, and being a girl. He pulled his panties up, and tried to crawl backwards on the table.

"I want to go home..." He whined, as he hugged his knees to his chest in hopes it would keep Mona away from his member.
 
she was not going to force the boy her plan was in the long run she could wait for him to obey. "you can't go home you belong to me" she let him dress himself moving around the kitchen all windows and doors were locked. she smiled as she showed him to his room he could find her when he wanted to talk more. "you will not leave until you are a good girl Nikita" she told him with a slap to the ass.
 
Ian whimpered, and thought about running, but was deterred when he saw the big locks on the windows, and doors. With a regretful sigh, Ian was ushered to his room, regretfully finding it to be quite empty, and pink. He walked in, and sat on the floor, and again hugged his knees to his chest.

"Mona? Why are you doing this to me?" He asked her before she left, feeling very victimized as he sat in a dress, and sulked.
 
She slapped the cuffs onto her hands tossing her down and onto the bed her hand flew up and down onto her ass. "Call me mother' she yelled as she began to slap the small boys ass she was sure that he would hate it. she loved the way he looked in the cloths and was sure that she could find even better. "because you look like a little girl Nikita" she informed her slapping her small as again.
 
"OW! M-Mommy stop!" He cried out after the second slap to his plump, now pink, ass. He wiped his eyes once his mother stopped her torrent of strikes, and tried to get up though he was handcuffed. He hung his head, and then looked up at his new mother.

"Sorry." He muttered not sure if he really meant the apology. He hated how feminine he looked, and was mortified that his new mother loved it.

((Do you mind referring to him as a he when your RPing, it's confusing when there is 2 she's... :-D ))
 
ooc ok

"Then obey you're mother" she slapped him on the ass hard again watching it move turning a deeper shade of pink. she could see that her was not enjoying himself being the center of her attentions in such an outfit. she sat him on his feet given his small size that was even easier the she could imagine. "Now will you behave like a proper lady" she asked as she knelt before him licking her lips.
 
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