It was going to be my 19th birthday and needless to say, I was thoroughly excited about it.
I, Tim Conner, am your regular average guy. Neither do I boast an athletic figure, nor am I excellent in academics. As for any luck with the girls, forget about it! I have acnes, love handles, and I am a procrastinator. I would rather stay at home and watch movies than go outside to play. My dick is also a very average-sized one, nothing too extraordinary about it. With normal length and girth.
I live alone in the sleepy town of Sudderville with my loving mom.
She is the most caring and kind-hearted person you will ever see. I don't really have any memories of my dad. Mom said he left when I was young. So since then, it has been only me and mommy.
She has always provided me the warmth and tenderness that a child deserves from his or her parents. She has never really let me miss my father. She would always keep even the smallest of my wishes. Splurging me with my favorite video games, comics, food, and so on.
Standing at 5'8", mom has the curves in all the right places. Though she never goes to the gym or does yoga, she has a well-maintained physique for someone her age. She has auburn red hair and beautiful piercing black eyes, but I have never seen her taking too much care of herself. She would wear geek glasses and tie her hair backward. She wears too ordinary and loose clothes at home and thus I have never looked at her from a sexual point of view.
But the real mystery was what she did for a living. She never told me, even when I asked her repeatedly. She would say, 'It is just regular business honey, but I have to work night shifts in our office.'
Yes, she used to work night shifts for a mysterious business in a mysterious office. Every night. For the past 19 years. Except for some special nights like my birthdays or any other important occasions.
She had a very limited friend circle and there too, her friends knew she was a work-from-home mom. Due to her less than ordinary get-up, she was not very popular among the school mothers as well, compared to the other 'MILF' moms.
Her routine was quite simple. She would lovingly wake me up in the morning with my favorite breakfast, get me ready for school, drop me at school and pick me up on time. Tutor me in the evening, cook a delicious dinner, and leave home by 9 in the night.
And every night a black car would come to pick her up from in front of our house. Honestly, I have never even seen the driver. Mom simply gets up, the door closes and it leaves.
All in all, we had a pretty ordinary life and kept mostly to ourselves. The only mysterious thing was her work, details of which she never shared with anyone.
I have often urged her to take up the day shifts to which she has sighed and simply told me, 'Oh baby, you will understand one day.'
Overall it was just me and my mom in this very ordinary town, where nothing special or suspicious ever happened.
Coming back to the night of my 19th birthday, mom had cooked her special chocolate cake for me, which she knew was my favorite.
As the clock struck 12, I cut the cake and fed the first piece to her. She licked the cream off my fingers and hugged me, 'Happy 18th baby.'
That night after a fulfilling dinner, I asked her, 'Mom, I am so glad you did not go to work tonight.'
'I am so sorry honey, but I have to leave after some time!'
I replied sadly, 'But mom it's my birthday. I don't want you to go. Not at least tonight. Please, mom.'
'Oh baby, I am so sorry. I really am. But it is very urgent tonight.'
I kept feeling so bad. She tucked me in bed, kissed me goodnight, apologized again, and left.
But this night was not going to be one of those nights. I decided to finally dig up what mom is really up to. What kind of work forces you to leave your house after 12 midnight, especially when it is your son's birthday.
As soon as she left in the car that was already waiting for her outside our house, I raced downstairs, quickly closed the front door, and got up on my bicycle. I followed her car as it swerved through the town heading towards the woods on the outskirts of the town.
I tried my best to stay out of her or her driver's vision. Being on my bicycle I had the advantage of taking the pavement and managed to stay out of the direct line of sight.
Gradually after the town ended, the car took the narrow road leading into the woods and it stopped after going some distance. I stopped my cycle a few meters behind and waited behind a tree. I could literally feel my heart thumping inside my chest.
I kept thinking, 'What the hell is she up to anyway.'
I pledged to myself that I find it out tonight.
After some time when I was sure that the car was not going anywhere, I peeked from behind the tree and saw the car was empty. They must have gotten off here. I parked my cycle right there and slowly walked towards the car. There was no one around in sight. I went ahead and found that the car was parked right beside a cave. Such a big cave existed in the woods, I never would have guessed.
I walked inside the cave, as silently as possible. It lead to a very long and dark tunnel. And it smelled a bit gross. I continued walking, creating as little noise as possible. After a considerable amount of time had passed, I could see the light at the end of the tunnel.
As I reached the end, I was awestruck.
The tunnel opened into a massive cavern. In fact, it would be wrong to call it a cavern. It was actually, a single massive rectangular room. Like the ones you find in palaces they show in the movies.
The position of the hollow window through which I was looking was unique in the sense that it was situated behind a pillar in the corner of the room. From here I could get a complete and unobstructed view of the room while making it really difficult for someone to see me directly.
Almost everything was in grey and black. A huge black chandelier hung from the ceiling and it illuminated the room.
The walls were painted pitch black so the room had a very dark gloomy shade to it. The walls also had various designs on them. Scenes of torture, monsters, and various other things I did not even recognize were sketched into the walls. The roof was so high that it was nearly invisible.
At the far end of the room was a single massive throne carved out of sheer black granite. It was mounted on a platform higher than the rest of the room. There was a grey door right behind the throne. Black granite steps lead up to the platform. Right above the throne hung a massive painting of a voluptuous woman, whom I could not really recognize. But whosoever drew the painting really knew how to make a woman look like a Goddess. It emanated an aura of dominance. You will feel like kneeling and worshipping before the painting.
I quickly realized this was a 'Throne Room' of some sort.
But when I looked around the room, I shuddered in horror.
The area in front of the platform was teeming with various... monsters?
My throat literally turned dry and my knees got weak. 'What have I gotten myself into now,' I thought to myself. My knowledge of monsters goes as far as pop culture only.
I could make out at least a dozen of wolf-like creatures who were howling loudly, another half dozen of ugly semi-human giants, resembling orcs and they were grunting from time to time. There were so many other varieties that I could barely keep track of what I saw. There were many semi-naked winged women, whose bodies were enough to send any straight man in a rage of lust. They were literally touching and feeling the other group of well-built devil-like male creatures with big horns on their head. Then there were half snake and half woman-like creatures, who hissed from time to time. I could also make out a group of human-like creatures who were sucking and licking the blood right off each other.
On the platform stood a single red-skinned woman. She also had wings like the others but it was bigger. Interestingly she had two small horns on top of her head which was lacking among the other females standing below the platform. She had the most athletic and curvy body I had ever seen. She was wearing a mini battle-dress of sorts. She only had two huge metal bras that barely covered her bust, which perfectly complemented her cute face. Below she was wearing a loincloth of sorts, underneath from which a long red tail with a black pointy end emanated. It barely covered her smooth curvy butts.
I bet if I was down, I could see her underbutts from below the platform. Her toned belly and deep navel looked delicious. Her red tail twitched from time to time. She was holding a staff of some sorts and therefore looked like a guard to me. Her eyes were constantly scanning the entire room as she disgustingly kept looking at the rowdy crowd below.
All of this was really too much for me to take.
I was on the verge of passing out when suddenly the sexy red guard let out a loud shout in a shrill voice.
'Silence everyone!' she bellowed. 'Our Queen shall be with us shortly.'
I noticed a change in the atmosphere of the room once the Queen was mentioned. Everybody literally stopped what they were doing. Some of the orcs shifted uncomfortably while some of the human-like monsters who were feeding on each other kept glancing nervously at the entrance behind the throne.
It was then that my world turned upside down.
She again yelled, 'Bow to your Queen.'
The woman who entered the room was without a doubt nothing less than a Goddess. She was the most voluptuous and enchanting woman I had ever seen in my life. She was wearing a black crown that gleamed with jewels and diamonds. Her long auburn red hair came down in waves and hung over her shoulders. Her dark and piercing eyes went beautifully with her razor-sharp jawline. Her thick lips were jet black and very full in contour, it was as if those were designed to drain the seed from a big cock.
She was wearing a sheer black latex dress which was clinging as tightly to her body as possible. Her breasts were so luscious and sensuous, I guessed they would be at least a 34DD. Her tight latex dress had exaggerated her cleavage and made them extra deep. It was enough to mesmerize even the most strong-willed mortal. She had a single black necklace hanging down from her neck which disappeared deep within the crevice of her stunning cleavage. It seemed as if her breasts would literally burst out from her dress.
