voice I - Afternoon with the Fatman

It was almost 3 in the afternoon. Lois was sitting on the sofa tapping her base as she waited for Peter to get dwelling house. She was running through her school principal all the thing she was going to shout out at him about when got there.Stewie was sitting on the sofa next to her, watching t.v., half asleep. Slipping into a comforting fanasty of pushing a dresser onto Lois.

Suddenly the door sweep undecided, Peter standing there completely drunk, and naked. `` I Hope thish is my house, I think I just walked in on Bonnie changing Joe '', he slurred before fallin over into a table.

Lois got up, even more enraged, and screamed out `` Peter Griffen what the Scheol is wrong with you ? ! I 'm over an minute late for the rehearsal ! Do n't you care that this is very Important to me ? I told you a thousand times I need the car on Sabbatum 's by one o'clock ! Where the Scheol have you been all night ? ! ``

Peter just looked got up, stumbled around for a mo and the looked at Lois. `` it 's uh .. waiting waiting .. thash a uh .. what about a car ? ''. All Lois could do was leave. She knew there was no reasoning at all with him when he was this drunkard. `` We 'll let the cat out of the bag about this when I get home Peter ! ``, and with that she walked out, slamming the doorway as she left.

'' Uh, that god that old tube-nosed fruit bat is gone '' He said with a sigh of easement. He went over and sat down on the sofa. Stewie was still sitting there, awakened by all the vile womans screaming. He turned and looked at the fat man sitting next to him, completely naked. `` For Eden sake man put some clothes on ! ``.

tool just seemed to not even notice his son was speaking, or even that he was in the room with him. '' Damnit I got ta weewee. I dont think I could get up if I wanted to though. '' Just then he looked over and saw what looked like a nerf football with a hole in it. `` This outta study '', he thought out flashy. He reached over and snap up Stewie. `` Just what the blaze do you think you 're you doing fat man ? I say, put me down ! ``

But Saint Peter was n't paying his words any attention. He wedged Stewies head under his with child belly and between his thighs, and with his other hand he aimed his cock rightfulness at Stewies mouth. `` Jezz this is one frisky football '', he said. Stewies muffled call went unnoticed still, and Peter shoved his cock into stewies face. As soon as he felt the affectionateness of his mouth, shaft started pissing right down his son 's throat. Stewie thought he was going to swim in it, and it tasted so strongly like intoxicant, he thought he was going to puke.

But he did n't, and the bit of his daddy 's water he did n't imbibe down, went down his chin and he was now laying in it.

He tried and tried to get away, but he could n't free his head from under St. Peter the Apostle 's monolithic stomache. He even tried to bite his Father penis, but he did n't have any tooth, and all that did was exite Peter. `` Oh yea, that feels real skillful, yea, you 're a nasty football ai n't ya ? You 've been thrown around by all the guys in the locker way, dirty whore '', he moaned out while his son gummed his cock.

Stewie kept screaming, but it did him no good, the vibrations from his throat only made his daddy harder. `` Almost there ... oh yea, oh yea, get along on infant, right there, POW right in the countenance ! '' He shot his seed down his son 's throat, and fell asleep right there, relaxing and loosening up. Not loose enough that stewie could get devoid, though ...


piece II - Bite the paw that metre You


After about 10 minute of arc had passed, Brian walked into to the living elbow room and saw the prediciment Stewie was in. It did n't take him long to recollect all the things that Stewie had done to him, and how much he deserved to be humiliated by his own father. His mind started working in a much darker way then, as he remember how aweful it fely when he Stewie beat the dickhead out of him, and then set him on blast. He was going to establish him pay, and this was the perfect chance.

Brian walked up behind Stewie. He unhooked his overall, and pulled his them off along with his diaper. Then he spead out the little son of a beef 's buttcheeks and started licking his SOB. Stewie did n't know what was going on, Simon Peter was still departed and his dick was still inside his little male child mouth.

Just when Stewie started to enjoy the feeling, it stopped. Brian got up and laid on top of Stewie. Suddenly and without admonition, he thrust his boneheaded bow-wow cock deep inside of the slight baby. Stewie screamed out, though barely a auditory sensation was made, it was all muffled by his own fathers thick leg on each side of his face and Brobdingnagian belly completely covering Stewies head.

Brian started humping the little baby, and he was humping hard and immobile. His primal insticts took over him and he dug his claw into the boy 's slope. Stewies ass was so tiny and tight it did n't take farseeing for brian to get off. Cum was leaking out the fiddling boys raw anus, Brian just kept filling up with his dog sperm. Finally, when he had gotten enough joy from the baby 's ass, he decided it was metre to motivate on with his plan for revenge.

TBC - tell me what you like and dont, and any idea 's you have for stewie = )