Yo Momma So Short Novels & Stories

I'm not starting a conversation with someone who doesn't want to talk to me. No way am I doing that. Girls code, I won't. I stood on my tiptoes, stretching out my hands to get the handle of the pan. Why would my mom agree to build this type of shelf when she knows she has a short daughter? Why would she do this to me? I don't blame her though. My parents and brother are all tall, I'm the only one with the short gene. My mom once made a comment about how I transferred my height to my hips and ass.

She felt her lungs become tight as her eyes began to sting. "I think a Momma is someone who would eat nasty spinach when they want butta butta cake. And a Momma is going to fix up her baby's room so that she can be a princess. A Momma is going to work extra hard so that her baby has what they need. A Momma does my hair and not the other way around! Momma's cook dinner instead of bringing home fish and French fries for dinner every other day! And a Momma should say, Juicy you are not alone; even though Felix is dead now, you are not alone!" Her hands were balled into tight fists and she looked down at them suddenly.

Momma nudges me with her shoulder and my cheeks burn brighter. “No, I’m having a tropical moment.” I sass back, and she laughs, throwing her head back before she kisses my head and hugs me. “Yeah, right, and I’m the pope.” She says, and I groan at her. “Don’t let your dads or brother, for that matter, find out about your … Tropical moments. You know how they are.” I glare at her and she winks at me, smiling. “Hey Mav, how are you and little Melody finding it here?” Oh just great, did I tell you my momma is the biggest wind up merchant there is out there? No, well yeah, she is.

Ella said "I don't know. You should try this dress on. You would look hot in it," My mom said and she held up a short red dress, way shorter than I would be comfortable with. "Don't you think that's a little too short?" Stacie said "No, it is perfect. Try it on, Sof," My mom said. "Okay," I said and went into the dressing room to try it on. Just like I thought it was shorter than I would be comfortable wearing. It barely covered my ass and chest. There was no way I was wearing it.

Here’s the part where I tell you about my smoking hot mom and Aunt Valerie. Mom is a little on the short side being 5 foot 1, but her killer features make up for it, especially her tits. She has 38C tits that get a lot of glances from men at the mall and a nice round ass. I discovered her tit size just two months ago when Mom left her bra on the bathroom floor. Her bra left that bathroom with two giant cum stains in each cup. Later that day I saw Mom in nothing but some booty shorts and a shirt that reached mid thigh. I could tell she wasn’t wearing a bra because her nipples were hard and her tits were bouncing more than usual with every step she took. I cummed at least twice that night in b

Marsha tried to dig deep. “Jealous of you?” Anna scoffed. “If that’s what you think, so shall it be. But I have never been jealous of you. Ever since I know you, I have always pitied you.” “Pity me?” Marsha let out in a surprise-questioning tone. She giggled, adding, “nothing happens to me. I have always lived a better life. I have the best dad in the world. Everyone love me. And I am getting married to the best man in the world. So, definitely you envy me.”

"Just buy it, let Mommy test her. A lot of acting, mommy love Skye." "A week doesn't work, a month, if a month doesn't change a year then I get it." "Mommy is cruel." Kelsea started sobbing again. "Mommy keeps being bad. When is it good? If Mommy is bad, Mommy won't cook for you." "Mommy is cruel, doesn't want to buy Kelsea cellphones. Kelsea's friends have one, they say Kelsea is a poor person. Kelsea just wanted to ask oma."

] Mom: "God, Pete, I never noticed that you are so different from your daddy. What muscles. Oh, looky there, in your shorts. That thing is gigantic. What a man! I think that little Pete wants mommy, doesn't he?" ---------------------

he chuckles you're so lame papa Only for you and your mother dear, see you soon bye bye I put my phone down grinning like an idiot, I know very well how much my dad loves me, he always says my mom has Three mamas' boys so I am his treasure daddy’s girl, I have long since grown from girl-hood into womanhood but hey, no harm no foul, I am what I am to my papa bear.

The Asian looked at his Mum with dark, calculating eyes. "Oh, no, Jim, I couldn't." Mum protested. "No, Mum, go ahead. Its fun." The Asian stalked over to them. She was quite short, shorter than Mum. She was very thin, with small round tits. She looked up into his mother's face with her flawless cold visage. Her delicate white hands cupped Mum's tits through her sundress, making her stiffen and moan.