Hey guys I'm not getting commissions anymore but I thought I'd still share some of my creative side with you in the form of these NovelAI prompts I've come up with. They will very much closely resemble the commissions I've had done throughout the years, {
https://archiveofourown.org/users/uglyfucker739/works} with different characters but based on many of the models I love like Danica Collins, Shanie Gaviria, etc. I will post accompanying pictures but a quick google will find you plenty of material on the woman. They will be short but sweet, I will try to have both a bit of slow burn as well as a quick payoff at the same time. But again I'm no writer so don't expect Fearless Wretch quality here.
I'm locking the thread so it doesn't get endlessly flooded but if you guys like any of these stories or just want to tell me something just pm me. And feel free to take any characters/ideas you want from here and run with them, I'm doing this for free so I don't care. Also all characters are 18+ regardless of how I describe their physical traits. Just consider the boys to be manlets
Just Another Cool Mom (Mom based on Shanie Gaviria) (Written with Novelai's Kayra)
Meet Marco, a shy 18-year-old Latino boy who lived in a small town just outside of Boston. Marco had always been the quiet type, keeping to himself and rarely engaging in social activities. But despite his introverted nature, he couldn’t help but be intrigued by his younger next-door neighbor, a blond-haired, blue-eyed boy named Chase. Marco often found himself staring at Chase from afar, marveling at his bright personality and effortless charm.
Despite their differences, the two boys had one common interest – gaming. Marco was a self-proclaimed nerd, obsessed with anything related to computers and video games, while Chase was more of a casual gamer, content with playing a few rounds of Mario Kart or Street Fighter.
One afternoon, while both boys were sitting in their respective bedrooms, Marco couldn’t help but overhear the faint sound of Chase screaming profanities as he played Call of Duty. Unable to resist the temptation, Marco stepped out of his room and walked over to Chase’s house.
Marco stood outside Chase's front door, hesitant to knock. Finally, he mustered up the courage and rapped on the door softly. A moment later, the door opened, revealing a smirking Chase.
"Hey man, what's up?" Chase said nonchalantly. "I didn't think you were much of a gamer."
Marco rubbed the back of his neck nervously. "Yeah... I'm pretty good actually," he replied modestly.
"Well, why don't you come in and prove it?" Chase motioned for Marco to follow him inside.
Over the next few weeks, Marco and Chase engaged in many heated battles online, each boy trying to prove his dominance in every game they played. Despite his best efforts, Marco was unable to beat Chase at anything other than Super Smash Bros. Chase taunted him endlessly, calling him a "nerd" and a "loser" whenever he failed to win.
One day while Marco was gaming with Chase, his mother walked into the room wearing a tight tank top that exposed her massive cleavage. "Marco honey, are you sure you shouldn't be doing your chores right now? The dishes need to be washed!" she exclaimed, unaware of the effect her curves were having on the boys. Marco blushed deeply, embarrassed by his mom's display of skin. Chase smirked, watching as his nerdy friend struggled to formulate a response.
"Actually Ms. Lopez, would you like to play with us? It's not very fun without some competition," Chase suggested slyly. Mrs. Lopez smiled sweetly at the charming blond boy. "Why yes, I'd love to play with you boys! Can I use Marco's laptop or is there a spare controller?"
Without waiting for an answer, Marco's mother pulled up a chair and sat down beside Chase, exposing her full breasts as she leaned forward to pick up the controller. Marco could feel his cock growing hard inside his pants, and he tried to adjust himself discreetly.
Mrs. Lopez quickly got bored with the first-person shooter game Chase had set up, and she insisted on playing Super Smash Bros., which was her favorite game. The three players soon found themselves in an intense battle, with Marco and Chase working together to defeat his mom's Princess Peach.
As the match ended, Chase glanced over at Marco and winked, sending a jolt of electricity down Marco's spine.
However, the feeling didn't last long as Mrs. Lopez declared herself the victor. She flashed her large tits at both boys, making them blush simultaneously. "Well, it looks like I won! Maybe you should take a little break and start doing the chores," she giggled.
With a defeated look on his face, Marco slowly put away his laptop and headed to the kitchen to do the dishes. Chase watched him leave, feeling a sense of victory over his nerdy neighbor. He turned his attention back to Mrs. Lopez, who was currently beating him in Super Smash Bros.
As Marco began washing the dirty dishes, he couldn't help but feel jealous of Chase and how easy it seemed for him to win over women. Marco sighed, scrubbing the stubborn grime from the sink drain. Meanwhile, his mother and Chase were laughing loudly, sharing stories and trash-talking each other.
A sudden wave of anger rushed through Marco, causing him to drop a glass plate. The dish shattered into pieces on the ground, sending bits of glass everywhere. His mom must have been so preoccupied playing with Chase that she didn't notice. Feeling frustrated and humiliated, Marco threw the rest of the dishes onto the floor and stomped out of the kitchen.
Moments later, he walked up to his room to see his door closed and the muffled sound of video game noises coming from inside. He slammed his fist against the door angrily.
"Mom, why the fuck is my door closed?!
His mother's voice responded with annoyance, "How dare you speak to me in that tone? I raised you better than this!"
"Open this door right now!"
"No!"
"Mom, please open it! I just want to talk to you."
After several minutes of silence, Marco hears his mother's footsteps walking towards the door. Slowly, the door opens to reveal Chase smirking smugly at him.
Marco burst into his room, his eyes darting between his mother and Chase.
"What's going on?" he demanded.
"Your mother and I were just chatting, no big deal," Chase shrugged, clearly amused by the situation.
"But why was my door closed?"
Mrs. Lopez rolled her eyes. "You're such a baby, Marco. We were having fun, and we didn't want to be bothered by all the noise you were making downstairs"
Marco frowned. "I wasn't making any noise! You know what? Forget it."
As he turned to leave, his mother grabbed his arm roughly. "Stop being dramatic! All you want to do is play video games, but you never seem to take care of anything else," she huffed.
Marco glanced at Chase, who was sitting on his bed grinning. He wanted so badly to punch the stupid smile off his face.
"Uh I guess I better get going now. This seems like something the two of you need to work out on your own," Chase stood up and began to walk towards the door. As he passed Marco, he whispered in his ear, "She's all yours..."
"Chase, wait, let me walk you to the door!" Mrs. Lopez exclaimed, rushing past her son to escort Chase outside. "I'll be back in a sec, ok?"
The sound of his mother's footsteps descending the staircase did nothing to ease Marco's nerves. How could she side with Chase, a complete stranger? He clenched his fists tightly, his face reddening with fury.
Moments later, he heard his mother return to the room.
"Don't you ever you profanity at me again, young man!" She scolded him before slapping him across the face. Her palm struck him with such force that tears sprang from his eyes.
"I'm sorry Mom... please stop," he begged weakly.
Instead of accepting his apology, his mother slapped him even harder than before. "Do not make me tell you twice."
The pain coursing through his body was unbearable, but it soon gave way to rage as he felt betrayed by his own flesh and blood.
That night, Marco fell asleep with his face pressed against his pillow, still fuming over the events of the day. However, his anger soon shifted to something else when he awoke to find Chase straddling his mother, her large breasts bouncing wildly as he thrust into her.
Marco watched in awe as Chase pounded his mother mercilessly, her moans echoing throughout the room. He knew he should be disgusted, but he couldn't deny his growing arousal as his cock strained painfully beneath his shorts.
Suddenly, Chase looked up and made direct eye contact with Marco. Smirking mischievously, he picked up the pace, driving his hips into Mrs. Lopez's ass with reckless abandon.
As Marco lay there, unable to tear his gaze away, Chase's words echoed through his mind:
"I told you I'd get your mom first, nerd."
Finally, Marco woke up, his cock throbbing desperately and covered in sticky wetness. Shaking his head in disbelief, he glanced at the clock beside his bed. It was 1 am, which meant he only had about 5 hours of sleep to go before he had to wake up. What a terrible nightmare, he thought to himself. But deep down he was turned on, and ashamed about it....
Marco came downstairs the next morning to find his mother sitting at the kitchen table with a plate of toast and scrambled eggs in front of her. He sat down in the seat across from her, unsure of what to say. After an awkward silence, his mother finally spoke.
"Marco, I'm so sorry about last night. I didn't mean to get so upset with you."
Her son shook his head. "It's okay Mom, I forgive you."
"And...about the door incident...that was pretty wrong of me to lock you out. I'll try not to let it happen again."
Marco smiled sheepishly. "Thanks, Mom."
Suddenly, there was a knock on the door. Both Marco and his mother glanced at each other nervously, unsure of who was knocking this early in the morning. Hesitantly, his mother opened the door to reveal none other than Chase standing there with a box of muffins in his hand.
"Good morning! I just wanted to bring you guys something to eat and apologize for everything that happened. I hope we can be friends again soon." Chase flashed his signature grin, causing Mrs. Lopez's cheeks to turn pink. She kissed Chase on the forehead, squeezing her enormous breasts against him.
"Of course, dear," she cooed, giggling slightly.
Marco watched the scene with disgust. Why would his mother kiss him like that when he's clearly a jerk?
After finishing the muffins that Chase brought, Marco's mother decided that the boys should play more video games while she took a shower. They agreed, eager to bond over their shared love of gaming.
However, Marco couldn't help but feel a knot in his stomach as his mother disappeared up the stairs. Chase smirked at him devilishly, and
Marco knew that he was planning something.
"So, what game do you want to play today, nerd?" Chase asked.
"Mario Kart?" Marco suggested.
"Oh yeah, that sounds good!"
The boys began their game, each determined to beat the other.
As Marco began to fall behind, he noticed that Chase was adjusting the controller, a subtle shift in position that allowed him to steer more smoothly and speed ahead.
Anger bubbled up inside of him as he realized that Chase was cheating. Determined to catch him off guard, Marco reached out and pulled on one of Chase's legs, causing him to lose balance and fall off the track.
"What the hell was that for? You're such a loser, Marco."
Ignoring his comment, Marco continued to play, managing to pass Chase and win the game.
"That was a close call, eh nerd?" Chase nudged Marco, laughing.
"Yeah, whatever," Marco muttered. He hated Chase more and more with each passing minute.
Suddenly, Mrs. Lopez appeared Marco's room, wearing only a towel draped loosely around her hips. She sauntered over to the boys, her boobs jiggling deliciously under the flimsy fabric.
"Hey boys, how are you doing?" she smiled warmly.
Marco grimaced, feeling self-conscious under his mother's stare. "We're fine, Mom. Don't you need to get dressed or something? This is kind of weird..."
His mother raised an eyebrow, "Nonsense, honey! I don't see anything inappropriate going on here. Besides, I want to know what games you're playing today."
Chase nodded enthusiastically. "Yeah, I was thinking maybe Super Smash Bros. or Call of Duty!"
Marco groaned internally. "No, Mom, that's not really your style..." he protested.
His mother smiled at him reassuringly, "I can handle a little violence in my life, Marco. Now, who wants to play Super Smash Bros.?"
Chase raised his hand eagerly, "Me, me!"
Marco reluctantly handed his mother a controller, unable to stop staring at her large breasts and tiny waist. There was definitely no way in hell his mom was slutty enough to be interested in his newfound friend. Chase grinned widely at Marco as he watched him admire his mom's body. He elbowed him, wiggling his eyebrows suggestively.
They began the game, and as expected, Chase immediately beat everyone. He laughed triumphantly, celebrating with Marco's mom.
"Well done, dear! That was so fun!" she squealed, pressing her breasts up against him. "What should we play next?"
Marco stared at Chase and his mother in horror as they played against each other. He couldn't believe that his mom was acting like such a slut, encouraging Chase to grab her tits and push his pelvis up against hers.
As the match ended, Mrs. Lopez jumped up and down, excited that she beat Chase once.
"That was amazing, Chase! You're the best!" she gushed.
Marco glared daggers at Chase, disgusted by his behavior towards his mom. "Okay, that's enough," he snapped. "This isn't cool, Chase."
Chase raised his hands in defense, "I'm just having fun, bro! It's not my fault you don't know how to have fun!"
"Well, you should probably leave. Now," Marco growled.
Chase sighed, rolling his eyes. "Fine. Later, dude."
As Chase made his way out of the house, he flashed his trademark grin at Mrs. Lopez one last time. She returned the favor, giving him a flirtatious wink.
Marco stared after Chase, fuming. This guy seriously needs to go...
After Chase left, Marco's mom turned to her son. "What was that all about?"
"What was what about?" Marco snapped.
"The way you treated Chase," she responded, folding her arms across her chest.
Her son shook his head. "Are you seriously defending that jerk right now? He practically had his cock rubbing against you!"
Mrs. Lopez frowned, "That's no way to talk about a guest in our home, Marco. And I think you might be a little jealous. Am I right?"
Marco scoffed. "What? Jealous? Don't be ridiculous."
His mother smirked, "I knew it! You just wish you could be more like him..."
He knew he wasn't being entirely honest, but his feelings were hurt by her accusations. "Whatever, Mom. I just thought you were better than that. You really stooped low tonight."
"Stooped low? Are you talking about the fact that I kissed him on the cheek? Big deal! At least someone cares about me." She stormed out of the room, leaving Marco alone with his thoughts.
***
As the days turned into weeks, Marco found himself growing increasingly distant from his mother. He was still angry that she had acted so slutty that day around Chase, and remained distant towards her. Chase had not come over his house since.
One afternoon, Marco arrived home from school to find his bedroom door closed and the sound of voices coming from the inside. He cautiously opened the door to reveal his mom and Chase sitting cross-legged on the floor, playing Mario Kart.
Marco froze in shock. What the fuck are these two doing together?
"Hey, Marco! Come join us!" his mother said cheerfully.
"Why is he back here?" Marco hissed.
Mrs. Lopez frowned. "Honey, we're all friends now, okay? I thought you two made up last week."
Marco shook his head incredulously. "That's not true at all! He's just using you, Mom, don't you see it?"
His mother's face flushed red. "Using me? Get a grip, Marco. You need to learn how to get over things instead of being such a drama queen."
The words stung as she spat them out. Was his own mother seriously siding with this guy over him?
"Well if you don't want to play with us, I'm taking the console to my room," his mother announced, packing up the game and exiting the room. "Then you can have the room to yourself while Chase and I have fun".
"Don't be such a baby, Marco! Your mom is great," Chase commented nonchalantly as he followed her. Marco watched his mom's huge asscheeks bounce together in her yoga pants as she left his room with the skinny white boy tagging right behind her.
Furious, Marco sat down on his bed and sulked. Why won't anyone take me seriously anymore?
Several hours passed, and eventually Marco ventured downstairs to grab some food. As he walked by his mother's room, he heard the sounds of fighting characters and giggling girls. Deciding to investigate further, he inched open the door and peeked inside. He couldn't believe his eyes.
Marco's mom and Chase were sprawled out on the bed, laughing hysterically as they played the fighting game together. Her large breasts bounced enticingly under her tight tank top, causing Chase to stare openly and occasionally touch her thighs. His mother seemed oblivious to Chase's advances, focusing intensely on the screen.
As Marco watched, Chase reached over and pulled on Mrs. Lopez's shirt, revealing her cleavage to his hungry eyes. When she glanced down, surprised, he moved his hand to squeeze her tits aggressively, causing them to spill out over the tops of her bra cups.
"Chase! Cut it out!" she giggled, shoving his hand away. "This isn't funny."
Chase grinned mischievously. "Come on, Mrs. Lopez. Let me see your titties. I've been dying to check those puppies out for a while now."
Mrs. Lopez blushed bright red, struggling to put her boobs back in their proper place. "Stop being ridiculous, Chase. If you're not going to behave, I'm sending you home!"
"Uh, mom? What's going on?"
Chase and Mrs. Lopez jerked upright as they realized that Marco was standing in the doorway.
"Shit...nothing's happening here, dude. Your mom and I were just playing video games." Chase cleared his throat.
"Video games?" Marco seethed.
"Yes, Marco, we're friends! We both enjoy video games, and you don't have to get so mad about everything," his mother said matter-of-factly.
Marco stared at them in shock. Is my own mother seriously defending Chase right now?!
Frustrated, he spun on his heels and ran back upstairs to his room, slamming the door behind him. Tears of anger burned his eyes as he replayed the scene over and over again in his head. He felt sick to his stomach, thinking of his mother with that slimeball. And then he remembered the time when Chase bragged that he would steal her before him. Had that already happened?
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