Taming the Mother—In Memory of Nicole Bass

Nicole Bass, standing at 1.88 meters tall, weighs 95 kilograms during the season and 110 kilograms off-season, making her the tallest and heaviest female bodybuilder in history!
Recently, Nicole has been having a very rough time! As women's bodybuilding trends shift towards more streamlined physiques, her height has become a disadvantage. Therefore, she decided to transition into freestyle wrestling! Initially, she worked as a bodyguard for professional wrestlers, but when the camera panned across this tall woman, stronger than even the most robust female wrestlers, the audience went wild, with calls for her to return to the ring growing louder. Thus, she naturally entered the league and her success was unstoppable! She won the championship two years in a row! Her tall and strong physique made her virtually untouchable, let alone knocked down! She could also execute high-difficulty moves purely based on strength, such as bear hugs and gorilla throws, with ease! But then, she encountered trouble! First, she was fired from the wrestling league for allegedly two-timing! This infuriated her, so she presented a lot of evidence against the league in court, such as portraying her as a lesbian, which was far removed from the intellectual wrestler role she had hoped for. Also, league executives had harassed her in the locker room, though the court didn't accept all of it, reasoning that with her skill, no one would dare mess with her…
Legal fees were high, and although Nicole worked hard to earn money during the lawsuit, no company wanted to offend the wrestling league, so her income sources were limited. Even when she was offered movie roles, they were all for adult films…
“Nicole, are you home? I have good news for you!” The phone rang; it was her best friend Phil’s voice. “Good news? Has the lawsuit been resolved?” “I’ll be at your house in half an hour, let’s talk!” The other end hung up, and Bass perked up!
“Hi, honey, you know what? Joni told me there’s a job that’s perfect for you, and the pay is good! I think you really need it right now!” Phil chattered on and on, giving Bass almost no chance to interject, but she finally managed to explain the basics. A company was hiring a special secretary. The job was so named because the client was the only son of the group's boss, a young man of only sixteen. Despite holding the title, he rarely came to the office! The requirements for the position were: personal secretary, butler, and bodyguard! The requirement was a tall, strong woman!
"A bodyguard is fine, but the secretary and butler..." Bass hesitated. Phil patted her shoulder and said, "Hey, what are you afraid of? I've already found out. That kid's a spoiled brat. The secretary and butler just need to take care of his daily life; you don't need to help arrange any work meetings or anything like that! Just do it!" She added, "Twenty thousand US dollars a week! It covers your daily food and lodging expenses, and even your hotel accommodations will be the same level as his. Oh, I heard he has a suite he rents year-round at the Burj Al Arab... I'm so envious of you..." "Then let's do it!" Looking at the salary alone, Bass had no reason to refuse!
Dressed as required, Nicole arrived early at the interview location, the Tansen Building, the headquarters of Semingel Biopharmaceuticals. After a receptionist carefully verified Nicole's identity, she was led to a private elevator. "Hello, please wait here. The elevator will take you to the thirty-sixth floor, where someone will meet you." The receptionist then left, leaving Nicole alone, somewhat anxiously waiting for the elevator. She felt uncertain about the job, but the weekly salary of $20,000 was just too... too tempting! In a room in the building, in a spacious office, there was only one young man, or rather, a boy! Sitting at his desk, looking at the surveillance footage on his computer screen, he saw a tall, voluptuous woman wearing a suit that seemed about to burst, black-rimmed glasses, exuding an intellectual air mixed with an undeniable wildness! Comparing this to a file provided by a high-priced private investigator, the boy appeared quite pleased with himself!
"Married Mark Romon at the age of twenty, without public announcement, and gave birth to a son the following year. Later, due to differing personal ideals, they divorced. At the time of the divorce, she relinquished custody of the child." This was the most valuable part of the entire file. Upon seeing this, the boy was initially delighted, but then his face erupted with barely suppressed anger. "Bang!" He slammed his hand heavily on the table!
Entering the elevator, the cramped space made Nicole feel even more oppressed. Suddenly, she smelled a faint, sweet fragrance, very pleasant. "Hello, welcome to Mr. Martin's private elevator. Please hold on tight!" It was a very ordinary announcement, but Nicole instinctively looked up, then down again. In that instant, her features—completely different from the soft lines of a typical woman, with strong, defined features—were clearly seen by the boy on the security camera!
"Ding!" The elevator doors opened. Bass took a deep breath, composed herself, and stepped out. "Hello, Ms. Bass, Mr. Martin is waiting for you. This way!" Following the waiter, Bass constantly looked around. Although it was just a hallway, it exuded luxury everywhere! “Mr. Martin doesn’t like arguing with him! Whatever he says, don’t argue, just listen to him. He’s a very easy person to get along with; although he seems strict on the surface, he’s actually very kind.” “Your position is special secretary, but actually, it’s mainly bodyguard and accompanying service. He’s very low-key and doesn’t like traveling with many people, which requires you to be able to fully fulfill your duty of protecting him…” “You need to pay attention to his daily preferences, what he needs, and prepare it for him at any time… Of course, he hates saying no to him the most…” The rambling went on and on, but actually, Bass didn’t hear much; her attention was completely drawn to her surroundings! Stepping through the cubicle, the floor was covered entirely with soft, comfortable carpets. The waiter didn’t ask her to change into slippers, allowing her to walk barefoot on them, which felt very comfortable… The walls on both sides were also covered with soft partitions; she didn’t know what material it was, but it reflected a golden luster, exuding an indescribable air of luxury. Moreover, the long corridor was completely silent, showing that the soundproofing was excellent.
They stopped in front of another door. The waiter turned to Bass and said, "Remember what I just told you! In my experience, Mr. Martin is very generous; your tip might even exceed your total salary!" Bass was genuinely moved. The waiter ignored her, took a deep breath, and rang the doorbell. "Mr. Martin, Ms. Nicole Bass is here." "Please come in!" The door opened, and the waiter gestured for her to enter. Bass calmly entered the room, and the door closed behind her.
"Hello, dear Miss Nicole! Welcome." The room was spacious and bright, every item exuding luxury. However, what surprised Bass most was the man sitting behind the boss's desk, speaking to her—actually, it was more like a boy… not very tall, no more than 1.6 meters, with fair skin and somewhat deep, unhealthy eyes. Especially his eyes; though a beautiful lake blue, the moment Bass met his gaze, she felt a chill run down her spine! Of course, she quickly recovered. She was so strong, how could he possibly harm her? In reality, he had no reason to… but she still disliked that look in his eyes. For the sake of money, she shouldn't be picky. Convincing herself, Bass smiled politely, “Thank you! Mr. Martin, it's a great honor to work for you.” The boy gestured for her to come closer, took out a contract, and placed it in front of her, saying, “This is the contract. Please take a look. It details the salary and benefits. If you're satisfied, please sign it. My schedule is very full.” Looking at the boy's harmless smile, Bass took the contract and began to read it. She desperately needed the money, so she had to read it carefully. “No need to rush! You can sit down and read it carefully.” The boy walked around the table and pointed to the nearby lounge area. Bass didn't refuse and politely went over, sitting down on the sofa. She was so focused on the contract that she didn't notice the unusual look in the boy's eyes behind her!
"Excuse me, do I have to come here to work every day?" "Not necessarily. I'll notify you in advance according to my instructions. The company will arrange a car for you; you'll just be responsible for picking me up." "Here, I think it means I might have to work on holidays? Like Christmas?" "I'm sorry, I need a personal secretary! I generally don't like working on my days off, especially Christmas, but I can't promise not to work at all. That's why I specifically made it state that you'll receive extra compensation on top of your standard salary for working on holidays. Of course, if you really can't accept that, I..." "No problem, I don't think you'll work every holiday." Bass smiled happily. Her features were sharp, but combined with her smile, the boy was somewhat stunned. Only Bass didn't notice; her attention was entirely on the contract. After a while, Bass finished reading the contract, readily signed her name, and handed it to the boy. "I think I have no reason to refuse such a job. We'll definitely have a great time together!" "Of course, I think so too." The boy couldn't contain his excitement as he took the contract. "We'll be very happy!" He opened a bottle of drink and gave it to Bass, then took the contract and locked it in the safe.
Martin returned to his seat, typing away at the keyboard, processing documents. He picked up his cup, only to find it empty. He said to Bass, "Nicole, I need a coffee!" Bass quickly did as he asked, taking the coffee. Martin said, "You usually work here; I've prepared a lounge for you, but I'd like you to be near me while you work." "Of course, whatever you say."
Bass sat back on the sofa, idly flipping through the magazines on the table. She hadn't paid attention before, but now, looking at the cover, she almost laughed. It was a pornographic magazine, the cover featuring a voluptuous, sexy woman, but seemingly older… Looking at the title, it was a pornographic magazine primarily featuring middle-aged and even older women. It seemed this young Mr. Martin preferred mature women… no wonder he hired her so readily. Bass wasn't a slut, but the fact that she could attract such a young man still excited her. She changed several magazines; the content was similar, all featuring mature women, but some were unusual, focusing on incestuous relationships, especially mother-son sex… Perhaps not actually mother and son, but at least some pairs of mothers and sons did look very alike. Thinking of this, Bass felt a pang of unease. When she saw little Martin earlier, he seemed vaguely familiar; now, she wondered, why did he resemble her? Even somewhat like her first husband? But she quickly dismissed the thought. Aside from the different names, the boy was far too thin; her child wouldn't be like that!
Little Martin had also been observing Bass, scrutinizing her from head to toe countless times! Now that he had legally brought this woman to him, he should take his revenge! The thought of revenge sent a chill down his spine. Tomorrow was his sixteenth birthday; he hadn't expected to be able to bring this woman to him so soon!
He couldn't wait, not even a moment longer. In fact, he had been waiting for this moment for over ten years, planning it ever since he learned about her. Now, he was going to begin!
Martin casually took a bottle of red wine from the wine cabinet, picked up two glasses, and sat down opposite Nicole. "This is red wine from my own winery, please try some." Nicole took a small, reserved sip and said, "Very good, very nice!" "You like it? That's wonderful." Martin smiled happily. "Miss Nicole, I've known about you for a long time. I've watched all your matches, especially yours in the ring; I've seen many of them live." "Oh, it's an honor." Martin loosened his collar buttons, and Bass didn't find him rude, after all, he was still just a teenager. "Actually, I rarely watch other wrestlers' matches, male or female. The power of women doesn't appeal to me, and I always feel that male wrestlers lack that kind of intelligence. Even someone as strong as King Kong should be intelligent, not vulgar." This hit a nerve with Bass, and it was precisely this difference in philosophy that led to her falling out with the league.
“And you, you perfectly fit my requirements—strength, intelligence, all at once. So, I think you are the truly…sexy!” Bass had already seen the spark of desire in his eyes, but she didn't pay it any mind. To her, this boy was far too weak to pose any threat. It was this carelessness that ultimately led to her deep regret!
“Oh, are you complimenting me? I'm flattered!” “No, I'm just stating the facts!” Martin raised his glass to her, took a sip, and continued, “Actually, my mother is also a strong woman, and very intelligent and sexy.” “Just like you! Just like you!” he added, then lowered his head to drink. Bass also took a sip and said, “Oh, it's such an honor. Just like your mother, I'm honored. Was she an athlete too?” “Yes, she was an athlete too.” The two chatted casually, and soon finished a bottle of red wine. Bass had a high alcohol tolerance, and Martin's red wine was clearly of excellent quality, so when Martin suggested opening another bottle, she didn't refuse.
The two chatted and talked, unknowingly drinking six bottles of red wine!
"You mean, your mother left you when you were very young?" For some reason, after just a few bottles of wine, Bass's reaction was already a little sluggish, but she didn't seem to care. "Then how do you know she was strong and intelligent?" At this moment, Bass had also taken off her business jacket, unbuttoned the top few buttons of her shirt collar, and her face was flushed red under the influence of alcohol, as cute as a ripe apple. Moreover, without the initial restraint, her eyes became unrestrained, and she leaned lazily against the sofa, making little Martin drool. Most importantly, his crotch was already bulging.
"I often watch her matches, I watch all her matches. Sometimes I really want to ask her, why did she abandon me? Why did she abandon me when other children were still nestled in their mothers' arms, suckling sweet milk from their plump breasts? I must get revenge on her, make her make up for everything she owes me!" Martin seemed to have completely changed! His eyes were sharp and sinister! Bass was startled. He became somewhat clear-headed, but his mind was still foggy. He felt that it was somehow related to him, but he couldn't figure out what the connection was. "So how do you plan to get revenge on her? How do you plan to make her compensate you?" She didn't know what to say. "She's your mother, shouldn't you be going too far?" "Going too far?" Martin's voice grew louder, his teeth clenched as he said, "When she abandoned me, did she ever think of me as her mother? Has she thought of me all these years? Why hasn't she come to see me? Why hasn't she contacted me all these years? Is she a qualified mother? Does she deserve to be called a mother?" Before Bass could answer, he continued, "I want her to compensate me! To compensate me for everything I should have enjoyed but didn't! I want her to kneel before me and beg me! To make her pregnant with my child, to give birth to my child, and to raise the child to adulthood! To make her use her breast milk as my pre-meal drink every day! To have her mature body, her perfect uterus, receive my semen every day! That way, if she gives birth to five children for me, it means I should at least drink her breast milk until I'm three years old. If she compensates me for two more years, I can almost forgive her!"
Now Bass understood what Martin meant by revenge. It was terrifying, but she felt even more strongly that this matter was related to her! "How could your mother bear your child? If you two mate, wouldn't that be incest?" Martin looked at her, his eyes burning with lust and hatred. Bass was startled: "What's your mother's name? Do I know her?" "Her name is Nicole, Bass!" Martin said viciously, "That's you! I'm the child you abandoned! I took this job to get revenge, to mate with you! Hahahaha..." "You devil! I'll kill you!" Bass screamed, jumping up, but before she could regain her footing, her legs gave way, and she sat back down on the sofa. "Hehehe, this wine was specially prepared for you! It has an aphrodisiac effect on men, and for women, it can relax your muscles! Although there isn't much alcohol, due to accelerated blood circulation and increased absorption, it has already fully taken effect on your body, so you wait for me to fertilize your body!" Only then did Bass realize that this was a trap set for her by her own son! But now was not the time for lamentation; she couldn't let herself be manipulated! Little Martin pounced on her, but she pushed him away with all her might, struggled to her feet, and ran towards the door! Although she felt weak all over, she didn't feel too bad! But after only two steps, a strong force from behind knocked her down. Little Martin straddled her back, grabbed her shirt, and ripped it open with a "rip." Just as he was about to tear her underwear, Bass flipped over and threw Martin aside.
Martin quickly stood up, and at that moment, Bass also got into a fighting stance, ready to fight him head-on! Bass had been caught off guard by Martin and hadn't been able to react in time, which was why she chose to run away. But she already knew that she couldn't escape without defeating Martin, so she decided to teach this "good son" a lesson! "Haha, you really are an unrepentant slut! I have to teach you a lesson!" Martin grinned lewdly, as if Bass was already his meal. "Bastard, I'm going to teach you a lesson! I'll show you how to talk to your mother!" Mother and son hadn't seen each other for more than ten years, but this first meeting was so...unfriendly! The scene was comical: a tall, strong woman and a thin, short man were facing each other! The thin man was shirtless, while the tall woman's shirt had been reduced to two tattered strips hanging from her arms. Her bra was still relatively secure, but it was askew, exposing most of her breasts! Her uniform skirt was still on, but it was torn in two, probably due to the excessive movement during her escape.
"Teach me a lesson? I'll teach you a lesson with my dick in a minute! Now, you'll taste my fist first!" Before the words were even finished, Little Martin's fist had already landed squarely on Bass's stomach. Bass was caught off guard and her mind was still a bit foggy; she didn't react in time and was hit hard. "Ouch..." She winced in pain and involuntarily bent over. Little Martin was overjoyed, jumping up and pressing down on her back, his hands gripping her lower abdomen, trying to lift her upside down! But as soon as he exerted force, Bass recovered and suddenly straightened up, leaving Little Martin hanging upside down on her back! Bass was about to fall backward and smash him! But at that moment, "Whoa..." Bass screamed, her whole body going limp! It turned out that Little Martin was facing Bass's huge, fleshy buttocks, and in his desperation, he used his index finger and thumb simultaneously to strike both of Bass's acupoints, sending a jolt of electricity from her bottom up, straight to her brain! Martin, seizing the opportunity, grabbed Bass by the stomach, lifted her up, and swung her upwards. Then, he stepped back, slamming both Bass and his body to the ground with a "thud!" They both crashed heavily to the ground, but unlike Martin, who controlled his fall, Bass landed on her back with a solid thud!
Even with the thick carpet on the ground, the impact still sent Bass reeling, leaving her feeling incredibly uncomfortable!
Knowing that such an attack wouldn't cause her any real harm, Martin ignored her injuries and instead tore open her uniform skirt, tossing it aside. Now Bass was only wearing her underwear! It wasn't the season, she hadn't been dieting, and she hadn't used hormones; Bass's breasts were round, large, and full! Even her E-cup bra was barely enough to cover them, and after the fight, it had slipped down below her breasts, completely exposing her small, watermelon-like breasts. She didn't show her abs, but her lower abdomen was still smooth and free of excess fat; even her thong couldn't hide her plump mons pubis! Little Martin licked his dry lips, pulled out his fully erect penis, and proudly flaunted it to Bass. It has to be said, his penis was truly disproportionate to his body! His body was so short, yet his penis was unusually large—yes, even by Bass's standards, it was ridiculously large! "At least eleven inches, no, twelve inches!" Bass had met many men, but even those black porn actors known for their "large size and skill" couldn't compare to this one! It was huge, and incredibly hard, standing tall and erect without the slightest hint of limpness!
"This is for you, you slut!" Little Martin said through gritted teeth, "Originally, this was a drug prepared for the military to enhance local bodily functions. I specially had it modified and used it for my own experiments, specifically to punish you! Look!" As he spoke, his already unusually large penis bulged out from the side with many small bumps, growing higher and higher until it became countless fleshy growths! Bass had recovered and, seeing this, became frightened. She kicked at the hateful thing, not caring whether she hit it or not, and turned to run away. Martin easily dodged, not giving chase, letting her pull the doorknob repeatedly, but the door wouldn't budge. Seeing Little Martin approaching her step by step, Bass had no choice but to turn back and fight to the death. She took the initiative, throwing a punch at Martin's face. Martin easily dodged, and at the same time grabbed Bass's wrist, using the momentum to hoist her onto his shoulder, grabbing her thigh and throwing her off. "Bang!" Bass fell heavily to the ground again, slightly better than before, not completely disoriented. She turned and got up again. Seeing her large buttocks ripple as she turned, Martin wasn't in a hurry to attack, content to enjoy the view; after all, she was his!
"The drug is gradually taking effect, haven't you felt it yet?" Bass certainly felt it; her body was becoming increasingly weak, but she couldn't do anything about it. Just then, she suddenly noticed something strange on the wall behind Martin—it looked like a door! Her mind was in a daze, and without thinking, she charged forward with all her might. Martin, not wanting to clash with her head-on, dodged, and Bass crashed into the door—it really was a door! She crashed right in. Stumbling and staggering, she was about to close the door when Martin arrived at the doorway. Under normal circumstances, it would be incredibly easy for Bass to close the door and prevent Martin from pushing it open, but now, she had no strength at all, and could only watch helplessly as Martin pushed the door open. "Bang!" Martin slammed the door shut, turned on the light, and, taking in his surroundings, Bass felt a wave of dizziness wash over her, unable to stand. The room was filled with various equipment: chains, shackles, whips… She had actually come to this place willingly…
"These were indeed prepared for you. Since you came in on your own, I'll save you the trouble!" Martin forcefully lifted Bass, who was now like a lump of flesh, and placed her on an X-shaped iron frame, her limbs chained with iron rings. "Now, we begin the first ceremony, the first insemination!" Ignoring Bass's now insignificant struggles, Martin's engorged penis pressed against the entrance of her vagina. He was somewhat excited; his dream of over ten years was finally about to come true! "Heh…" Without giving Bass a chance to adjust, he thrust in forcefully, his penis forcing its way past her labia and into the passage through which she had come into the world! "Ah…" Bass was tall, and although years of training had given her an incredibly strong vaginal contraction, due to its size, few men had given her a feeling of fullness. But now, she felt her vagina was about to burst! Martin's penis was not only large, but also covered in budding flesh, ravaging her vagina as if countless electric currents were coursing through it, uncontrollable!
Originally, little Martin thought that his mother, being so lewd, must be loose and unreliable down there, but he never expected her to be so tight, as if she were born to be his penis. He was even more convinced that his decision was correct! Halfway in, he could barely move, but he couldn't stop there. After a short rest, he took a deep breath, grabbed his mother's buttocks with both hands, and pulled hard, his penis thrusting forward with all his might. "Oh!" His entire penis was completely inside his mother's body, the glans directly plunging into her uterus! Immediately, Martin began to work on his mother's body like a motor, his penis thrusting in and out fiercely, ignoring whether Bass was used to it, making his own mother scream and cry out, her head shaking wildly, her long hair flying everywhere, an indescribable mess. Martin's penis was already frighteningly large, and covered in clitoris. With each thrust, it drew out the love fluid secreted by Bass's body, making her vagina dry again. He cried out in pleasure, while Bass was in excruciating pain. But Bass's body was still locked to the iron frame, her range of motion extremely limited, unable to use any movement to alleviate the powerful impact.
"Mommy, Mommy! You whore, Mommy! You...like it, like it? Your son's...penis, do you...like it? Say it, you like it!" Martin's smile was completely twisted as he vigorously raped his own mother, Bass, this tall and strong woman! "Bastard, ah...beast, devil...I'll kill...you! I'll fuck you to death..." "Fuck you to death, I'll fuck you to death! To make you abandon me, to make you abandon me!" Martin's thrusts became harder and faster with each stroke! Bass felt like she was being crushed, but her bastard son seemed never to stop, tirelessly fucking her!
Gradually, Bass adapted somewhat; the dryness and pain below lessened. After all, her strong, mature body was incomparable to those of younger girls. In fact, the tentacles on Martin's penis relentlessly and uncontrollably scraped against the walls of Bass's vagina, like countless electric currents bombarding her mind! Every nerve in her body was being repeatedly scorched by lust. When the initial discomfort subsided, the last vestige of her sanity was completely gone. "Oh...oh...wow...big! So big! Ah..." Bass began to ramble uncontrollably, and Martin became even more excited, as if he had taken an aphrodisiac, his thrusts becoming even more frenzied. The
"crackling" of their bodies colliding was utterly unskilled; Martin had truly gone mad! He was wildly ecstatic! For a long time, he had harbored a longing for his mother, but it had never been fulfilled. Therefore, he had developed a sinister personality, and his yearning for his mother's love had transformed into uncontrollable sexual desire! His thick, long, and modified penis, like a weapon, plunged into his mother's vagina. The hot, wet, and tender sensations immediately enveloped him. His penis struggled to move inside, yet this only fueled his pleasure and anger. It was all his mother's fault for abandoning him; otherwise, he would have enjoyed such perfect intercourse long ago! Ignoring whether his mother's body could handle it, his penis thrust and pounded relentlessly, diligently cultivating the fertile soil of his mother's life-giving ground! This was the fertile land where he had once lived, his first paradise before he came into the world. He hadn't returned here for over ten years. Now, he would carefully cultivate this land that belonged to him but had been occupied by others, to properly prepare it for his own sowing!
With each thrust, little Martin used no fancy techniques, simply standing between the legs of his mother, the strongest female bodybuilder, Nicole Bass, continuously raping Bass, his own mother, in this single position! His mother's body was so beautiful! Sexy, powerful! He grabbed Bass's enormous buttocks, pulling him forcefully towards his body, wanting his penis to penetrate even deeper! His penis was incredibly long; Bass was certain he had never encountered such a long penis before, and it was also unusually thick and powerful! Even when he tried to recall his father, Mark Romon, he didn't have such a powerful penis. Could he really have been modified with some kind of drug?
"Mom, your body is so good! Your vagina is so good! This is what was prepared for me! Hahaha..." Martin became more and more excited as he fucked him! Panting, he expressed his feelings for his mother, a mixture of resentment, bitterness, and longing! But his word "Mom" abruptly jolted Bass, who was already somewhat controlled by lust, back to reality! "I'm being raped! And by my own son, whom I haven't seen for years!" This was simply too hard to accept! Both of them were now drenched in sweat, looking as if they had just come out of a pool. Martin was alright, completely in control, but Bass was much more disheveled! Her freshly styled blonde hair, now disheveled, fell across her forehead and cheeks, clinging to her face with sweat, half-concealing her features and further arousing Martin! Bass's voice wasn't melodious, but after being violated for so long, coupled with the intense fight, it was somewhat hoarse. To Martin, however, it was the perfect aphrodisiac! Bass wanted to escape her current state. She felt her body regain some strength; perhaps the drug's effects had worn off, or perhaps the sweat had diluted its potency? Whatever! But after struggling a few times, she couldn't break free. Her hands and feet were bound by iron rings and chains—it was impossible to escape! Bass was unwilling to give up, enduring her son's violation while continuing to struggle, but Martin noticed her abnormality!
"Mom, you can move? That's great!" he exclaimed excitedly. "I love making love with strong women, conquering a woman like you is the only way to have fun!" He then used a key to unlock the iron rings binding one of Bass's hands and one foot. "Of course, only when you move and your uterus is fully engorged with blood will you be more likely to conceive!" "Oh, you bastard! I'll kill you!" Bass tried to snatch the key from his hand, but Martin was prepared. He dodged and casually tossed the key far away! With her right hand and left foot freed, Bass still couldn't resist Martin. The more she struggled, the more Martin's desire to conquer flared! Bass tried to kick Martin away, but Martin's penis was still inside her vagina, their bodies inextricably connected. Bass's legs couldn't reach him. Using both hands to firmly control Bass's right hand and pushing upwards, Martin actually climbed onto Bass's body and began to rape her face-to-face!
“Wah…wah…you beast, you devil, ah…fuck me to death…” “I’ll fuck you to death! Fuck you to death, you slut!” “Wah, ah…fuck me through! I…kill you…kill you…” “Haha…fuck you to death, no, make you pregnant, make you give birth to my child, ha…” The two’s intercourse was very intense, and Bass’s body struggled even more, but this only intensified their stimulation. Finally, Bass’s last bit of consciousness was exhausted along with her strength. Waves of pleasure filled every inch of her nerves. She only wanted to cooperate with Martin, to cooperate with her son, to let him fuck her deeper and harder! Her fair and tender, shapely thighs, which were originally meant to kick the intruder away, unknowingly wrapped around his waist, afraid that he would abandon her!
“Hmph…hmph…Mom, I want, I want to be impregnated by you!” Martin gritted his teeth and issued his final ultimatum intermittently through his teeth! Without him saying a word, his already thick penis swelled violently, filling every crevice of Bass's body, already signaling her impending doom. In fact, Bass had already climaxed four times in nearly an hour. The reason her movements hadn't slowed down was because her son's penis was still frantically and fiercely ravaging her vagina, rapidly igniting her barely conscious mind and making her increasingly aroused under this repeated torment! "Okay, ah, give it to me, give it to me, give it to me, wow..." Bass shamelessly demanded from her own son—what did she want? Of course, only his semen! Before she could finish speaking, her son's young and vigorous semen had already been blasted into Bass's vagina! Martin pressed the head of his penis against his mother's cervix and forcefully ejaculated streams of semen, streams, streams, streams... the scalding semen, like boiling lava, hit his mother's uterus, causing her to let out a deafening scream!
Then, Bass's vagina contracted violently, opening and closing, releasing a large amount of vaginal fluid. Simultaneously, the powerful suction force gripped her son's penis tightly, drawing in every last drop of semen! After more than ten years of waiting, her dream had finally come true! Martin wept with overwhelming joy, simultaneously releasing his semen without reservation into his mother's fertile, life-giving soil. The amount was so vast that even this fertile soil couldn't fully absorb it, and it overflowed from his penis…
After a long while, Martin felt his mother's vagina release his penis, and his body no longer stiffened. His shrunken penis was free, but neither of them was yet breathing calmly. His penis swelled again, becoming thicker, longer, and harder. Bass, of course, clearly felt the changes occurring inside her son's penis. Surprised, she felt a sense of despair; for the first time, this strong, powerful woman felt a vulnerability! But feigning pitifulness and begging for her son's pity was useless; she could only brace herself and face another round of swift and violent rape! From dawn till dusk, Bass had lost count of how many times her son, Martin, had raped her! All she knew was that her son, like a beast in heat, seemed to possess inexhaustible energy, each time fucking her for a long time, fucking her until she was half-dead, fucking her until the world seemed to spin, then filling her again and again with his young, vibrant semen! Even after ejaculation, she still couldn't get much respite, because her son recovered incredibly quickly!
Bass's vaginal opening was a mess; the cloudy semen had clumped her dark pubic hair together, turning it yellowish. The groin area was covered in dried semen stains, and the large, damp patch on the ground was horrifying!
Martin finally got off Bass. He had ejaculated at least seven, maybe even eight times, but seeing his mother's naked body, he still felt a surge of desire! This was certainly related to his exceptional talent, but it was also inseparable from his usual physical training and drug adjustments! Seeing his mother's legs spread apart, her entire body barely recognizable as a human, lying on the X-ray frame panting, he felt an unprecedented sense of accomplishment and conquest! But this didn't seem enough! He thought for a moment, and a wonderful idea formed in his mind! He removed the last two iron rings from his mother's hands and feet and said casually, "Alright, I didn't expect your body to be even better than I imagined! So delicious! Be a good girl and wait here for me, I'm going to get some food, don't even think about running away! The windows are all bulletproof glass, even if you dared to jump from the thirty-sixth floor, you wouldn't be able to break through the glass!" After saying that, he didn't put on any clothes and walked out happily. Bass struggled to sit up and get off the frame. "Oh..." Her lower body was already swollen from being fucked. While angry, she also acknowledged her son's powerful sexual ability and extraordinary stamina!
"The door's open!" Bass desperately wanted to escape. Although she had some suspicions, she figured Martin was just careless, thinking he was already defeated, which was why he hadn't been on guard. She tiptoed to the door, checked to make sure no one was outside, and slipped out. "They didn't even close the door!" Now Bass stopped worrying about a trap! She picked up her clothes from the floor—if they could still be called clothes, even if they were just rags, they were better than nothing. After confirming the hallway was empty, she ran to the elevator as fast as she could. While putting on her torn clothes, she searched for the elevator buttons. "Damn it, it's fingerprint-based!" Clearly, her fingerprints wouldn't work, and the rags were useless. Just as she was getting frustrated, she heard a whistling sound from the other side of the hallway! Judging from the voice, it was likely Martin! But whoever it was, Bass's choices were either to defeat the person or retreat back to the room. Given her current situation, the first option was impossible, but retreating back to the room would be a waste of time. Who knows what other crazy things that devilish son might do? The only option is… escape through the other side! Right next to Martin's room, there's another door. She doesn't know what's on the other side, but Bass has nowhere else to go but to try. The whistling grows closer. She quickly pushes the door open, and surprisingly, it opens into a passageway! She comes in, closes the door, and the lights come on! After confirming no one is there, Bass jogs and sees a tool shed. Inside are workers' clothes; it seems to be a storage room for the cleaning staff who clean Martin's rooms. Seeing the clothes, Bass quickly picks out the largest set, puts it on… it's still too small. In her haste, she's torn several clothes, but at least she has some clothes…
“Ring…” Suddenly, the alarm sounds, and Martin's furious roar comes from outside! “Damn it! Listen up, two people per team, whoever catches that woman gets a million dollars!” “Don't worry! She won't get away!” someone assures Martin. "Two people per group, search the entire building!" She didn't listen further; she dared not delay any longer. The service elevator arrived, and Bass quickly entered, a mop in hand. As the doors closed, she chose the third basement level! Going out like this would likely attract attention. Although Martin might hesitate to attack her in public, her priority was to escape his clutches and reach safety as quickly as possible! So, Bass decided to go straight to the parking garage; her car was there, a quick escape was possible! "Ding!" The elevator doors opened, and Bass rushed out. Just as she was checking her surroundings, the doors closed behind her. "Wait, this isn't the third basement level!" It was pitch black; it didn't look like a parking garage at all. She turned back and pressed the elevator button again, but there was no response! In the darkness, fear gripped Bass… Mop in hand, she moved slowly in the darkness. In truth, she didn't know where she was going, but walking was safer than standing still, right?
"Thud!" Caught off guard, Bass tripped and fell. Luckily, there seemed to be a carpet on the floor—not the super soft, thick carpet Martin had, but still a carpet, so she wasn't hurt. After confirming she wasn't injured, a wave of despair washed over her, and Bass burst into tears like a frail woman! What was wrong with her? How could she be so unlucky? Her beloved bodybuilding, which she had changed her style at her peak to become a professional wrestler, had met with difficulties from the league. Now, she had finally found a well-paying job, only to discover it was a trap! A trap set by her own son, her own son who had fucked her to the point of near death… "I really regret giving birth to him!" She recalled marrying Mark Romon when she was just a young girl, full of ideals, believing that being with her lover would bring happiness. But not long after the marriage, she discovered that Mark was actually a womanizer with absolutely no ambition! After much deliberation, Bass decisively left home while Mark was out, never to return or see her child, who was not yet a year old!
But what should she do now? She had considered waiting for dawn so that the sunlight would shine in and she could see. But even in darkness, if it were glass, there should be some light coming in from the surroundings. The fact that it was pitch black meant one thing: there were no windows! Completely lost and anxious, and feeling stifled because there was no air conditioning, Bass felt increasingly stuffy. She unbuttoned her uniform; the cleaning worker's clothes were very waterproof, but this also meant poor breathability… Bass continued groping forward in the darkness, growing increasingly frustrated and hot. Gradually, she completely opened her clothes! "Bang!" Suddenly, a flash of light appeared ahead, catching Bass completely off guard. Her eyes couldn't adjust, and then she was plunged back into darkness. Bass knew she was in Martin's hands again! She turned and ran, not caring what lay ahead, just running! Her body was already voluptuous, but her clothes were too tight, and with the swelling and redness down there, even the slightest touch would cause a sharp pain, making it impossible for her to move! Yet, to Martin, these clumsy movements were incredibly sexy and alluring! He was still naked, wearing night-vision goggles, and followed Bass at a leisurely pace. His disproportionately large penis was already throbbing, ready to charge into the fray again!
"Snap!" "Snap!" The flashes from behind alerted Bass that the pursuer was getting closer, but she couldn't escape! Feeling that things were about to reach their peak, Martin removed his night-vision goggles, pressed a remote control, and the surroundings suddenly lit up, like daytime! "Wow..." Bass was caught off guard, her eyes unable to adjust, and she instinctively covered her face with her hands. Just then, a strong force came from behind, shoving her down. Only Martin was left! Martin had long been unable to contain his lust; his penis was throbbing painfully, and the thought of mating completely filled his mind! He pushed Bass down, then grabbed his penis and forcefully thrust it into her still swollen vagina! "Ugh..." Bass cried out in pain, rolling over on the spot, trying to pin Martin down and shake him off. But Martin was prepared, grabbing Bass's waist, his lower body pressed firmly against hers, his penis fully inserted into her hot vagina, not letting go at all! The moment he stopped, he launched his attack, his penis like a cannon, bombarding his mother's vagina relentlessly! In an instant, the air was thick with tension, Bass was overwhelmed and utterly defeated! She struggled to twist her hips, but instead of shaking him off, it only made it easier for him to fuck her! The skinny Martin raping the tall, strong Bass was a truly comical sight. Under his relentless assault, Bass stumbled to her feet, trying to shake him off, but Martin used his arms to lift her from behind! Off the ground, with no leverage, Bass could only endure Martin's rape head-on!
Suddenly, Bass pushed off with her legs, straightening up instantly, then leaped back and sat down fiercely! "Ah!" "Oh!" She had intended to use her weight to severely injure Martin, but instead, they were both severely injured simultaneously! Martin's incredibly long and large penis had actually penetrated her uterus. In pain, the moves she had planned were useless! The two struggled and entangled, Bass once again driven mad by Martin's fucking. Seeing her contorted screams, her expression a mixture of pain and pleasure, his cruelty erupted completely, like a tiger unleashed, growing stronger with each thrust! The two rolled and writhed on the ground, frantically mating! It seemed as if nothing else mattered but sex! Bass was repeatedly brought to the peak of sexual desire by her son, only to fall into the abyss of despair time and time again! She was completely controlled by desire!
Martin ejaculated into his mother Bass's uterus for the fifth time, his penis thrusting so hard that she thought she was being pierced through! Seeing his mother's body convulse, her eyes glazed over, and drool dripping from her mouth, he was once again filled with the thrill of conquest! "Forgive me, I was wrong..." Bass's voice was weak, but to Martin it was deafening! His mother was actually apologizing to him! What a joke! He had only just begun, he hadn't had enough fun yet!
“Don’t rush to apologize!” he said with a sinister smile. “I haven’t had enough fun yet, and besides, I think your apology right now isn’t very sincere!” Without pulling out his penis, he rolled aside, grabbed his mother Bass, picked up the remote control he had just thrown away, and pressed a button. A well-hidden door opened, and two women emerged—not as tall as Bass, but still very tall and fit! Both women were dressed provocatively, in thongs and erotic bras that barely covered their nipples! They carried a set of leather clothing and worked together to dress Martin and Bass. The “leather clothing” was more of a custom-made suit; it looked like a pair of leather shorts, but it was very loose, perfectly fitting Bass and Martin together! Bass’s legs were wrapped around Martin’s waist and secured with leather straps. Then, the two women pushed over a small cart, helped Martin sit on it, and entered a special elevator. Looking at the dazed Bass in his arms, Martin’s head was just above her enormous breasts, and he unhesitatingly opened his mouth and began to suckle them, devouring them with gusto.
Bass was awakened by the aroma of food wafting through the air. Already ravenous, she forced her eyes open. Martin, naked, sat at the table, leering at her. "Mom, come eat! I don't want you to starve. You still have to bear my children to make up for it!" Bass didn't have time to argue; she was also somewhat frightened. She staggered to the table. "Roast turkey, steak, all kinds of fruit..." In reality, Bass didn't have time to look at the food; she just wolfed it down. Image? Long gone.
"What are you going to do with me?" After they'd almost finished eating, Bass suddenly asked Martin, "How is your father now? And why...did you change your name?" "If you ask me about my father, I can tell you, I don't have a father! Mark Romon is a bastard! He only used me as a punching bag, only knew how to beat me, and never gave me anything! When I was five, he was reported by the neighbors for abusing me, which led to the discovery of his many misdeeds, and he was imprisoned! I was adopted by Simon and Martin. He had no other children, so I inherited all his property!" It turned out that little Martin remembered Mark Romon beating him when he was a child, saying that his mother was Nicole Bass, and he always hoped that his mother would come to take him away from this hellish home. But his mother never came; Martin adopted him instead. After starting school, because of his background, many classmates mocked him, calling him a wild child. Because of malnutrition and lack of care in his childhood, he was extremely thin, so when his classmates insulted him and fought back, he would get beaten black and blue. One day, he managed to get some experimental medicine from his adoptive father's office and secretly put it in the water of his most hated classmate. The classmate drank it and suffered from vomiting and diarrhea for three days straight. The hospital couldn't find anything wrong, and the classmate nearly died. Overjoyed, he realized the medicine could greatly help him!
So, he frequently visited his adoptive father's company lab, chatting with the researchers and asking questions. Faced with such a studious future heir, the researchers were very patient. Young Martin showed a talent for this, quickly helping the researchers solve several difficult problems, impressing Mr. Martin. He also gained access to top-secret projects in cooperation with the military: the development and research of human drug formulations! Young Martin had always been self-conscious about his thin physique, so after gaining confidence in the drug to enhance physical abilities, he volunteered! The experiment was a success; many aspects of his life improved dramatically, even exceeding normal human limits! But his physique remained thin, which is why he possessed superhuman strength and speed beneath his seemingly frail exterior! This fueled his resentment towards his tall mother, Bass, for not passing on her strong physique to him! Later, old Martin suddenly passed away, and young Martin naturally became his heir! Then came his revenge against Bass…
“You…you madman! You pervert!” Bass suddenly screamed and jumped up, rushing towards young Martin and throwing a punch! She had already planned that if she didn’t find a way to escape, this mad son would continue to torment her. Now, her strength had recovered considerably, and most importantly, the poison she had ingested that day had almost completely dissipated. Therefore, she decided to take a risk! Grab young Martin and seize the opportunity to escape! Just as the punch was about to land on young Martin’s face, he fell backward, dodging the blow. Missing her target, Bass clearly lost her balance. In that brief moment of hesitation, a sharp pain shot through her abdomen. Young Martin seized the opportunity to jump up and counterattack, striking her squarely in the stomach! Bass quickly retreated, enduring the pain, but young Martin didn’t pursue. He grinned lewdly and approached Bass step by step. Bass quickly surveyed her surroundings, and suddenly her eyes lit up—this wasn't Tansen Tower! The view outside was a grassland, while Tansen Tower was in the heart of the city! Without a second thought, Bass charged again, unleashing a barrage of punches, recklessly attacking and forcing Martin back a considerable distance. Seizing an opening, Bass grabbed a hardwood chair and smashed it against the French windows. "Crash!" It wasn't bulletproof glass; the glass shattered instantly! Overjoyed, Bass rushed out of the building, Martin chasing after her.
With no direction on the grassland, Bass ran aimlessly, but then came the terrifying sound of an engine behind her—Martin was coming in his SUV! The grassland wasn't entirely flat, and when Bass reached a depression, she could run no more. She steeled herself, turned, and prepared to fight her devilish son to the death. Now it seemed he wouldn't kill her!
But when Martin jumped out of the car, rifle in hand, Bass panicked. She turned to escape, but it was too late. "Bang!" A muffled sound rang out, and a large net wrapped around her. The more she struggled, the tighter the net tightened! "Hoo..." Martin whistled, pulled out a box, and opened it—a syringe. Under Bass's horrified gaze, he stroked her plump buttocks for a while, wiped them with a sterile cotton ball, and then injected all the liquid into her. "What's this?" Ignoring Bass's question, he took out another syringe and injected her again. After putting away the discarded syringe, he returned to Bass's side. Naked Bass, wrapped in the net, was indescribably sexy! Martin's penis hardened again; he swallowed hard, his eyes bloodshot!
"I just gave you an ovulation-inducing injection and a lactation-inducing injection! Now, we're going to have a ceremony. You'll marry me, and then I'll fertilize your womb! I've checked, and you're ovulating these past few days. With the help of the ovulation-inducing injection, I believe you'll conceive!" Martin said, putting down what he was holding—a blanket! He moved the struggling Bass onto the blanket, making her face down with her large buttocks raised high. He knelt behind her, not removing the netting, and spread her buttocks apart with his hands, licking his lips as he stared at her purplish-brown anus, his eyes wide with desire! "Judging from the condition of your anus, it seems it's never been used. I think this is fate, saving it for me to take your virginity!" Martin's words plunged Bass into an icy abyss! In fact, her anus had never been used. Firstly, she didn't like it, and secondly, she was too strong; no man could force himself on her anus against her will. But Martin certainly could! Martin, unconcerned about the filth, kissed her anus and then pressed his fully erect penis against it! Bass struggled to escape, but how could she? Martin controlled her waist, and no matter how much she struggled, her buttocks couldn't escape the tiny space. Martin began to exert force, his penis cruelly forcing its way open her anus!
"No... ah..." Bass writhed in pain, large beads of sweat seeping from her forehead and dripping down. Martin felt only pleasure, completely ignoring his mother's life or death, firmly holding her large buttocks that displayed her powerful fertility, and thrusting his penis inside! The glans struggled to move forward; he twisted his penis, trying to penetrate little by little, but without any success! Enraged, he suddenly roared, "Hey!" and forcefully pulled his mother's buttocks towards his penis, simultaneously thrusting his penis forward, "Wow..." Bass screamed in agony, her anus cruelly breached by her own son... As his penis penetrated, some cracks appeared around her anus, oozing a few drops of blood. Stimulated by the blood, Martin ignored Bass's life or death and began to fuck her wildly! On the grassland, Bass's screams and Martin's lewd laughter echoed all around as mother and child mated against the backdrop of blue sky and green grass! Martin was overjoyed, confident that with his superior sperm and the help of the ovulation-inducing injection, his fertile mother would surely conceive successfully!
Bass was completely subjugated, losing all will to resist under her son's varied and provocative rapes. She cooperated with her son's rapes in every position and posture, mating with him! They moved from the low-lying area to the flat ground, from the flat ground to the mound, as if the entire world had become their mating ground! After Bass climaxed seven or eight times, Martin reached his limit, pressing Bass's legs against her body, making her already enormous buttocks appear even more frightening. He thrust his penis deep inside her! "Wow..." With Bass's hysterical scream, thick, hot semen shot into her tender uterus. Thanks to the ovulation-inducing injection, two eggs had entered the uterus, awaiting fertilization! As the semen surged in, billions of sperm rushed towards the two eggs that were originally her uncle and aunt's, chasing and vying for that one and only chance! After overcoming various obstacles and eliminating the vast majority, the two lucky ones finally fertilized one egg each! Thus, the incestuous mother and son's mating was finally complete!
A month later, Bath, dressed in a simple black uniform, wearing thin black-rimmed glasses, a black brimmed sun hat, and ten-centimeter high heels, stepped aloofly out of the Bentley! A thin young man also got out of the car, leering at Bath, whose face flushed slightly, but quickly regained its aloofness. Linking arms with the young man, the two entered the courthouse and, witnessed by the judge, announced their marriage. Reflecting on the past month, Bath's only purpose in life was mating with her son! The frail Martin was practically a stallion in heat, spending all his time except for eating, drinking, and relieving himself on his mother, even sleeping with his penis inside her vagina, afraid that the seed he had planted would spill out! Yesterday, Bath confirmed she was pregnant, so the two rushed to the courthouse, announced their marriage, and set a grand wedding for a month later!
The wedding was indeed grand! The genius young chairman of the Semingel Group had actually married a woman twenty years his senior—how could it not cause a sensation? Of course, most importantly, the Seminger Corporation is someone no one dares to mess with! Although some people disapprove of Buss abandoning her ex-husband and hastily marrying this young boy who could be their son, so what? The entire wrestling federation's top brass came out to congratulate the couple on their wedding, partly to mend their previous conflicts with Buss, since Buss now had powerful backers! Political and business elites alone thronged the wedding venue! Normally, according to the law, men and women aged sixteen to eighteen need parental consent to marry, but Martin has no parents, so it doesn't matter…
In a luxurious yet secluded villa in the Rocky Mountains, a down-on-his-luck man is intently watching the wedding broadcast live on television! At first, everything is fine, but when Martin enters arm-in-arm with Buss, his expression gradually becomes tense. The two exchange vows before the priest, exchange rings, and the priest declares them husband and wife. Buss bends down and kisses Martin. Just then, the television zoomed in with a close-up shot, clearly showing the two people's faces on the screen. The down-on-his-luck man stood up angrily, "Bastard! This bitch dared to marry her own son!" He roared, waving his fists, but still not satisfied, he grabbed a chair and smashed it against the television! He smashed everything around him!
In the beautiful Aegean Sea, on a luxury yacht, Bass, whose belly was already slightly protruding, was lying by the pool sunbathing. Martin was beside her, but while sunbathing, his mouth wasn't idle either; he was holding her large breasts, eating them with great relish! “Hey, be gentle, it’s all yours, you’re too rough!” Martin scoffed at his mother’s complaint, saying, “You’re making it up to me! Once the babies are born, they’ll have to eat too, will I even get a turn?” Bass didn’t argue, instead asking, “Do you think this is good for Mark? After all, he’s your biological father…” “To hell with his damn father! He only did one thing, which was telling me you were my mother, that’s why I finally got to fuck you!” He spoke crudely, and Bass didn’t dare argue. He continued, “If it weren’t for that, do you think I would have let him off so easily?” He then pounced on Bass, continuing to devour her while his hands roamed over her body. Bass’s desire grew, and a deep, visceral battle was about to begin!
The down-on-his-luck man was none other than Mark Romon. Now, he was imprisoned in some unknown place. The surrounding scenery looked nice, but it was all just a video recording; there were no windows, only cold walls!
Soon after, Bass gave birth to twins, a boy and a girl…

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Dedicated to the fighter born in the wrong era—Nicole Bass!
Just after the Lunar New Year, I saw the news that Nicole Bass, arguably the strongest female bodybuilder in history, had passed away from a stroke. It reminded me of the first time I watched a live broadcast of a foreign women's bodybuilding competition—the one where she won second place. At that time, bodybuilding was already very popular abroad. Unfortunately, she happened to be there during a period of changing aesthetic standards in bodybuilding, and the advantage of large-bodied athletes was gradually diminishing. Her later life was also very difficult.
I wanted to write something in her memory then, but I had some reservations. After all, being the protagonist of an erotic story, especially an incestuous one, feels a bit awkward.
It's Ramadan now, and I should be restraining my wicked thoughts, but I just can't control myself. Perhaps one day, bodybuilding and fitness will be more widely accepted in China, and tragic athletes like Bass will become increasingly rare!

[The End]

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