Yo Mama So Short Novels & Stories

Simula ng mamatay si Papa at umuwi si Kuya Jack sa Mindanao ay ganito na ako ituring ni Mama, parang bata at babae, nakakaasar nga, teenager at 17 na ako, ginagawa parin niya akong batang parang kahapon lang pinanganak. Bukod sa 5'6" ang height ko, tiny rin ako, pero maganda lang pangangatawan ko. Makinis at kutis babae kahit lalaki ako at hindi mapagkakamalang discreet gay. Napapangiti ako sa hitsura ni Mama, pagkababa ko pa lang ay kinabahan na ako dahil may dala itong walis tingting, ganyan ang Mama ko, matanda na ako pero walis tingting parin pamalo sa akin.

" I was under the impression that you were at work. However, when you return, you'll be a lot bigger and you'll be engaged. Mama's contempt for what she said, as well as her irritation, could be heard in her voice. It was the same for him; he shook his head and laughed hysterically at the thought of it. If you anticipate the roaring penis of Yhra village to be easygoing, you're in for a surprise. Don't make a fool of yourself. "Did you take a moment to consider your actions?" Mama's voice was still hushed, and she was staring directly in my direction. It's finally here, Mom. "Is there anything else I can do for you?" I inquire. It shook once again and directed itself towards my chest this ti

"I've had it with you! Do I look like a pushover, huh?" Unaccustomed to such humiliation, Mom struggled to her feet to teach the women a lesson. But her two fists were no match for so many opponents, and she was ultimately forced back to the floor. The women she had bullied over the years punched and kicked her while she lay there helpless, curled up on the floor, protecting her face as best as she could. She was acting just like I used to. For the first time, Mom was defeated by those women. The series of blows she had suffered left her on the brink of madness—more so than ever.

He thrust harder and faster, causing my eyes to roll back. "Is this how you like it, Mommy?! Uhuhuhuh! Uh-huh! Uhm! Such a tight, amazing pussy! Uhm! Uhuhuhuh! I'm going crazy for you, Mommy! You're mine! You're mine! Always mine! You will be my wife now! Uhhh! Uhhh! Uhhh!"

“You, you…are you trying to piss me off as much as you can?!” Lady Yaleman said as she waved the walking stick in her hand. “Mom, what are we going to do now? We are already halfway through our project now. Is the Long family trying to take advantage of all our preparations?” Yuma asked with a dejected expression. Slap! “You useless little thing! Don’t ask me that!” Lady Yaleman was so angry that she didn’t hesitate to slap Yuma the second time. She was so angry that she had lost all steam to proceed with her birthday celebration. Fuming from the ears, she stormed off into the building!

My mommy is very beautiful. " You came here to find me just to deliver this resume?" Arching his brows, Gong Yexiao let out a small laugh. " Yes!!!" The little boy bobbed his head seriously. " My mommy is very pitiful. She works overtime every day and still has to take care of me. I want to find her an outstanding boyfriend. I think you're well suited to be my mommy's boyfriend." Gong Yexiao inwardly sneered. Woman now days go to great lengths just to get close to him.

After a couple of seconds, she muttered, "Mommy?" "Yes, love." "Why do we never call, Daddy? Not even once? My friends and classmates, whenever they miss their mom and daddy, they will be calling them....what do you call that, Mommy?" "They use social media." "Yes! That's it, Mommy." Her eyes lit up as if an excellent idea came into her mind. "Why don't we call Daddy, Mommy? I want to see him! I want to hear his voice!" she exclaimed and jumped on her seat.

Mamãe scolded, standing up with her hands on her hips. She’s not the most intimidating person. She’s barely 5’5,” and compared to dad, Clay, or me, she looks like a child. But don’t let her height fool you. That woman can be scary when she wants. There is a reason dad’s pet name for her is a firecracker. “Okay, mamãe.” Clay frowned, handing me my phone back. “I was messing around. It isn’t like I was going to read her texts. I don’t need those kinds of nightmares.”

“You’re the queen.” I laughed, warmth spreading through my chest as I leaned closer to the laptop. “She is the queen, Teddy. You got that part right.” Grandma Jo beamed. “And who’s this tall one with the long legs?” “That’s Mama,” he said excitedly, then added a stroke to the wonky crown on top of my image's head. “Mama’s a pwincess’ .” My throat tightened, as I hugged my son. “That she is, baby.”

*Two and a half years ago* “You cannot tell me what to do. This is my life and I’ll do what makes me happy!” Marie screamed at the top of her lungs in her parent’s small living room in a conversation with her father and mother. They had called her to discuss her life after high school, but had flared up when she told them of her intention to become a hacker.