Shemale Mom Novels & Stories

"I expected nothing less from a celebrity who's all about fan service. She's incredibly hot!" "I heard you had to pay 30 grand for a full day with her! Just imagine all the things the wealthy can do." "So what if she was a celebrity? Those monsters will ruin whoever they want to." Negative comments flooded the posts that contained those photos. I shuddered as I turned to look at the middle-aged woman before me—Karen Palmer, my mom. Despite all the rumors flooding her phone, my mom nonchalantly scrolled through them all. The biggest reaction I saw was a frown as she liked and reposted a comment saying 'Embarrassing'.

“I won’t tolerate you speaking badly of my daughter…” “Says an irresponsible mother who has never seen her own daughter before. You should receive an award as the world's most useless mother,” she taunts me. Her words were like swords piercing my soul. I almost cried. But then, I didn’t want to give her the satisfaction of seeing me in tears. For fuck’s sake, I’m Leilani Bradford, I’ve been through shit, and I’m still on my feet. How the heck am I letting this low-class woman talk down on me?

After all, she couldn't fight back anymore. "Mom! Why is that? He hit me, you should hit him too." Mrs. Melly's son did not accept, he was confused to see his mother who did not fight back like before. Not only that, he also got a sharp look from his mother. "Shut up, Rama!" Mrs. Melly pinched her son until he cried. She didn't care about his cries and his reddened hands. Meanwhile, Daniel looked at Mrs. Melly with one eyebrow raised. He couldn't believe that a mother could treat her flesh and blood like that. Mrs. Melly seemed shameless for doing that in front of many people. Daniel grimaced, concerned for the child.

Mom was sticking her head out of the window, shouting at someone below. At 1:08 pm, she went down the stairs and walked out onto the field. She grabbed my arm, yanking my body upward. It flopped right back down. Then she turned around and walked off. A haunting silence filled the security room. Mom stared at the footage of her walking away, her lips shaking. "Keep playing the footage," Dad said.

In my head I keep running over my tiny conversation with Daniel, if you can even call it that, I feel like a teenager again. My sister Shelly came over to catch up and see the children. Shelly is thirteen years older than me and has always been like a second mum to me. We look very similar except Shelly has short blonde hair and mine is now long and my natural mousey brown colour. I’ve always looked up to both my sister’s, I saw them marry and have children when I was still very young, I always wanted to be just like them. I told her about the odd lack of response I got from the group of mums in Joshuas class. Shelly looked concerned, like she wanted to tell me something but wasn’t sure if s

Her eyes flared with fury as she lunged at me. She grabbed my hair and yanked it violently—but I wasn’t about to lose. I grabbed her hair too and pulled just as hard. All the anger and pain I had been carrying burst out at once. I didn’t care anymore if she was technically still his wife. “Bitch! Homewrecker!” she screamed. “Slut!” I shouted back. “You’re the real homewrecker here! You destroyed your own family and abandoned your children for another man! Do you even know how much your kids suffered because of you? You’re a terrible mother!”

She wanted to say something but couldn't find the words. She lowered her head and silently pressed the eggs against her swollen eyes. Sebastian sighed inwardly. Her eyes were so puffy, yet she claimed she hadn't cried. He pushed a bowl of porridge toward her. "I just came from the hospital. Dennis is awake." Lisbeth put down the eggs, but after a pointed look from Sebastian, she resumed using them. "I'll go to the hospital right away. I've been so busy lately that I haven't spent enough time with Dennis..." She felt like a failure as a mother.

Her being intimidated earlier was now gone, making her realize that his parents were warm, nice, and kind people. "Welcome to the family, hija. We've been looking forward to meeting you since Ira told us about your intimate wedding in Japan." "Thank you, ma'am," Chloe politely denoted. "Call me Mommy from now on," Helena assured her and added, "your mom-in-law wants to have a solid bond with you, sweetheart. I hope you don't mind." Shaking her head, she said, "None at all, M-mommy." "Anyway, congratulations to the new momma! I am excited to see your baby bump swelling gorgeously."

"My son is truly sharp! He takes right after me when it comes to women he has excellent taste." Henry just shook his head, chuckling softly. Then, Mathilda turned her attention back to me. "Ma'am Solana... I honestly thought you were Henry's sister." "Why is that?" Freddie looked at her. "Because Henry's mom looks so young." Freddie laughed out loud. "Solana is his stepmom." After saying that, he looked at me with immense pride. "My wife is indeed still very young. She's still studying." I offered a faint smile. But before I could even say a word, Freddie laughed again.

Nope. We all are shameless pranksters. What else do you think would have made them look away or better, go away than to stay and tease me till I died of embarrassment. “That was so hot !” Mom squealed in excitement and fanned her hand over her cheeks to show the hotness gesture. Does she even realize she watched something so close to live p**n and that too with her son cumming like an uncontrollable sex starved teenager in front of her ? “Mommm what the hell ?!” I shouted, my cheeks going over ripe with embarrassment.