Drunk Mom Forced Novels & Stories

"No, I don't want to accept this fucking miserable life. I won't work for anyone!" As we arrived at home, it looked like a haunted house, because the placed looked emptied, all the things that was made of gold, and luxury was taken by the Bank. I saw my mom drink a whiskey in the balcony while opuffing her cigarette, her finger were trembling in anger and sadness. “Mom…” I inhaled nervously as I called her from afar. Cristella walked towards Mom, and said, “It’s not time for drinking alcohol, mom! Dad was in the hospital, and there you are…you are drinking, puffing cigarettes like you want to have a disease!”

He questions, serious. My face was washed, teeth brushed, hair combed, clothes changed, deodorant rubbed—this is when I snuck a hefty sip from a bottle grandma keeps under the counter in a corner cabinet of random things—food force-fed, shoes tied, jacket zipped, backpack strapped, and music playing. My mother mentioned her coping methods to me. Three days of force-feeding, vomiting, and staying up all night drives people to do reckless things. "I haven't been drinking. I just did a little."

I ran as fast as I could manage toward the cold spring that was located at the center of the mansion grounds, and when I reached it I literally buried my entire head in the freezing water. The shock of the cold hit me like a physical blow and my eyes flew open underwater, but I could still feel my eyelids trying to close against my will. My mum drugged us. The drug that my mother had given us was strong and persistent, fighting against my attempts to stay conscious. I pulled my head out of the water gasping for air and shook it violently, trying to clear the fog from my brain. My mother had actually drugged all of us, her own son and three visiting alphas, and I couldn't believe she would do

I enter the door of our house only to find mom waiting for me, “have you been drinking?” she immediately asks me, “no” I respond but struggle to stand still, “your sister’s daughter is in a critical condition, instead of you staying and comforting her you find it okay to drink yourself to this?”, on any other day, I would put up with mom’s running mouth but not today, I had a bad day and am in a bad mood, I stand before her touching the wall for steadiness “your daughter is a hoe, If you care so much about her why don’t you leave this house and never come back, Dad is better off without you anyway”, mom slaps me hard making me fall down on the floor

The bare wrinkled flesh I immediately felt was drenched in desire, my fingers plunged easily inside as her momentum picked up in my ear. "Oh my god Scott, you could actually have her! She's completely drunk and would have no problem spreading her legs and waiting for her own son to ease his aroused penis right into her. Is that what you were afraid of? How pleasing your mother's body might feel as you push your hard cock into her slippery walls of motherhood, fucking your own mom because she's so god damn drunk? Don't worry Scott, she loves to fuck, and you're next."

I replied but of course she did not believe me. Mom started being like this when she caught daddy having sex with men. We all know the scandal involving daddy except Zeke. Mom became so jealous that he tried to kill my dad's mistress. Until now, mom still does not stop drinking and taking drugs. Dad tried to fix their marriage but mom starts to bring home other men in the house, then dad does the same. It was an unending catastrophe and I think no one can solve it. Our family was already broken beyond repair. "Business your face, you moron! Tell your dad to send me a million because otherwise, I will sell this fucking house that reeks of his gayness." Mommy said as she stopped punching my sh

" Once he started, others joined in, shouting over one another until the room descended into chaos. Some even yelled that they should beat Mom until she handed over the money. Mom’s face turned ashen. She didn’t defend herself, just kept her head down and ate. Then Kellan arrived. He was already drunk, swaying as he approached her. Without warning, he smashed a beer bottle over her head. Blood poured down instantly, running over her face and dripping onto her clothes. It happened so suddenly that no one reacted at first. By the time they did, Mom had already collapsed, unconscious.

I sat on the bed thinking and the lock on the door turned, I crumpled the piece of paper and threw it under my bed. Mom came in with a glass of water, a pill in hand and two maids behind her. “Hold her down.” She commanded. “What're you trying to do?” I tried to fight as they held me down on the bed, she said nothing, dropped the glass on the bed and forced my mouth open then dropped the pill inside. “I’m trying to prevent unwanted ‘situations’.” She said cruelly, poured the water in my mouth and covered my mouth and nose with her palm forcing me to swallow as I wriggled on the bed like a worm and struggled to breath.

were the happiest ones, because they never in their wildest dreams thought they would have so much at her expense, there everything was happiness and partying, except for one person and that was my mom, she was a teenager who did everything her parents ordered her to do, and this time she had to do what this guy told her to do. So when the party was over my mom and this guy were left alone, she did not know what to do, this guy outraged her anyway, it was so aggressive that the next day my mom could not get out of bed, so it took her a week to recover, this happened every time he wanted, so she got pregnant, my mother thought that with this he would respect her, because she became the mothe

Jenna sighed as she started the car, “Your mom is back now. I will drop you two off and see my mom.” Both children nodded, “I hope you have a good visit, Jenna," said Melanie. Jenna nodded, “I do too.” On the last visit, Jenna's mother had shown up drunk. She actually had Jenna meet her at a bar and then asked her to drive her back to her sober living house; Jenna shuddered at the memory. Her mother refused to help herself, which left Jenna in a bad situation. She just wanted her mom, but she knew now that would never happen. She sighed as she turned into the driveway. Both twins got out of the car, and she pulled back out.