PART I - Afternoon with the Fatman

It was almost 3 in the afternoon. Lois was sitting on the sofa tapping her foundation as she waited for peter to get home. She was running through her brain all the thing she was going to yell at him about when got there.Stewie was sitting on the sofa future to her, watching t.v., half asleep. Slipping into a comforting fanasty of pushing a dresser onto Lois.

Suddenly the door slams open, prick 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 enrage, and screamed out `` Peter Griffen what the pit is wrong with you ? ! I 'm over an hour late for the rehearsal ! Do n't you care that this is very Important to me ? I told you a thousand multiplication I need the car on saturday 's by one o'clock ! Where the hell have you been all dark ? ! ``

Peter just looked got up, stumbled around for a minute and the looked at Lois. `` it 's uh .. waiting wait .. thash a uh .. what about a car ? ''. All Lois could do was leave behind. She knew there was no reasoning at all with him when he was this drunk. `` We 'll talk about this when I get national Peter ! ``, and with that she walked out, slamming the door as she left.

'' Uh, that god that old harpy is gone '' He said with a sigh of backup man. 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 following to him, completely naked. `` For heavens sake man put some wearing apparel on ! ``.

Peter just seemed to not even notice his son was speaking, or even that he was in the room with him. '' Damnit I got ta pee. 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 kettle of fish in it. `` This outta work '', he thought out loud. He reached over and snap up Stewie. `` Just what the hell on earth do you think you 're you doing fat man ? I say, put me down ! ``

But peter was n't paying his words any aid. He wedged Stewies head under his with child belly and between his thigh, and with his other hired man he aimed his cock right at Stewies mouth. `` Jezz this is one frisky football game '', he said. Stewies muffled screams went unnoticed still, and Peter shoved his cock into stewies face. As soon as he felt the warmth of his mouth, pecker started pissing right down his son 's throat. Stewie thought he was going to overwhelm in it, and it tasted so strongly like alcoholic beverage, he thought he was going to puke.

But he did n't, and the bit of his pop 's weewee he did n't drink down, went down his chin and he was now laying in it.

He tried and tried to get away, but he could n't absolve his pass from under putz 's monumental stomache. He even tried to bite his fathers penis, but he did n't receive any teeth, and all that did was exite Peter. `` Oh yea, that feels real nice, yea, you 're a nasty football ai n't ya ? You 've been thrown around by all the cat in the locker room, dirty cyprian '', he moaned out while his son gummed his cock.

Stewie kept screaming, but it did him no goodness, the vibrations from his throat only made his pappa harder. `` Almost there ... oh yea, oh yea, come on sister, right there, POW rightfulness in the osculator ! '' He shot his semen down his son 's pharynx, and fell asleep right there, relaxing and loosening up. Not loose enough that stewie could get free, though ...


PART II - Bite the Hand that pulse You


After about 10 moment had passed, Brian walked into to the keep room and saw the prediciment Stewie was in. It did n't take him long to remember all the things that Stewie had done to him, and how a lot he deserved to be humiliated by his own Church Father. His mind started working in a a good deal darker way then, as he remember how aweful it fely when he Stewie beat the shit out of him, and then set him on blast. He was going to ca-ca him pay, and this was the stark chance.

Brian walked up behind Stewie. He unhooked his overalls, and pulled his them off along with his nappy. Then he spead out the little son of a bitch 's buttcheeks and started licking his asshole. Stewie did n't know what was going on, peter was still asleep and his cock was still inside his footling boys mouth.

Just when Stewie started to savour the notion, it stopped. Brian got up and laid on top of Stewie. Suddenly and without monition, he thrust his buddy-buddy doggy prick bass inside of the little sister. Stewie screamed out, though barely a sound was made, it was all muffled by his own Father-God thick leg on each side of his face and Brobdingnagian belly completely covering Stewies head.

Brian started humping the little babe, and he was humping firmly and fast. His primal insticts took over him and he dug his claws into the boy 's sides. Stewies ass was so diminutive and tight it did n't make long for brian to get off. Cum was leaking out the little boy raw anus, Brian just kept filling up with his dog sperm. Finally, when he had gotten enough pleasure from the babe 's ass, he decided it was time to move on with his programme for revenge.

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