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Embark on a journey in the smith house. The Smith women have always been extra stacked but after Roger begins to show what he's really packing; Steve must find a way to compete.
It was a normal Saturday morning on the ever quiet Cherry Street in Langley Falls. The birds chirped and old glory waved proudly in front of the smith house in the morning breeze. Steve Smith made his way downstairs, still in his pajamas. Already sitting on the couch, he could see the bulbous head of Roger the alien. Roger was always annoying, but still a friendly and not unusual sight. However, he's recently been harder to be around for Steve. And it wasn't anything to do with his personality.
Steve sat on the red chair across from Roger who was sprawled out on the couch watching TV. This wasn't much of an unusual site for a couch potato like Roger, but the massive cock that hung from between his short stubby legs made all the difference.
It started a week ago. When at dinner Roger casually revealed that his species had the ability to retract their genitalia to protect themselves. For years he had kept it retracted. Admitting that he almost forgot he could do it after keeping his penis inside for so long. But no one in the smith house was ready when he revealed his full length that day. It was a stunned silence and a few Oh My Gods before we all tried to play it off. But Steve had little doubt that everyone was probably still thinking about it.
Now Steve tried to ignore it but couldn't help looking over at Roger. His cock was long. Really long. And thick too. It hung over the couch, only maybe a foot from the floor. The thick veins traveled up his length. The massive shaft is as thick as a soda can. Despite its unnatural size and gray color, it looked like an uncircumcised human penis. But it wasn't just his penis. But the soft ball sized balls that hung beneath his beast. The same gray color accompanied the human looking testacles.
"What's up Stevie?"
Roger called while Steve quickly looked back at the tv to avoid an awkward explanation of his staring.
"Oh.. h.. hey Roger. nothing much going on here."
Steve couldn't believe how awkward he was. It didn't come from a place of attraction. So, what was it? He hated to think about it. But it was most likely, intimidation.
Just then he heard the clicking of heels. Steve perked up as he knew he'd see a sight that he was attracted to.
Steve had to admit it. He thought his mom Francine was HOT. Not just hot, but the hottest woman he'd ever seen in his life. It was almost an obvious fact to some people, even if Steve never admitted anything out loud. It made itself known through awkward flirty comments and blatant staring. He couldn't deny it.
Francine made her way around from behind Steve, holding a rag and a spray bottle. Steve gave a huge grin as he got an eyeful of his own mom.