PART I - Afternoon with the Fatman

It was almost 3 in the good afternoon. Lois was sitting on the sofa tapping her foot as she waited for dick to get home. She was running through her head all the thing she was going to holler 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 shot surface, Peter standing there completely inebriate, and naked. `` I Hope thish is my sign, 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 sin is unseasonable with you ? ! I 'm over an hour late for the rehearsal ! Do n't you like that this is very Important to me ? I told you a thousand times I need the car on saturday 's by one o'clock ! Where the infernal region have you been all night ? ! ``

Simon Peter just looked got up, stumbled around for a minute and the looked at Lois. `` it 's uh .. delay wait .. thash a uh .. what about a car ? ''. All Lois could do was leave. She knew there was no abstract thought at all with him when he was this wino. `` We 'll talk about this when I get home 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 rest. 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 raw. `` For heavens sake man put some clothes on ! ``.

Peter just seemed to not even remark his son was speaking, or even that he was in the room with him. '' Damnit I got ta piss. 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 employment '', he thought out meretricious. He reached over and grabbed Stewie. `` Just what the hell do you guess you 're you doing fat man ? I say, put me down ! ``

But peter was n't paying his words any attention. He wedged Stewies psyche under his large belly and between his thighs, and with his other hand he aimed his cock right at Stewies lip. `` Jezz this is one frisky football '', he said. Stewies muffled screams went unnoticed still, and cock shoved his cock into stewies face. As soon as he felt the passion of his sassing, peter started pissing right down his son 's throat. Stewie thought he was going to drown in it, and it tasted so strongly like inebriant, he thought he was going to puke.

But he did n't, and the bit of his daddy 's urine he did n't drink down, went down his Kuki-Chin and he was now laying in it.

He tried and tried to get away, but he could n't liberate his head from under putz 's massive stomache. He even tried to seize with teeth his founder penis, but he did n't have 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 guys in the locker room, dirty whore '', he moaned out while his son gummed his cock.

Stewie kept screaming, but it did him no good, the trembling from his throat only made his dad harder. `` Almost there ... oh yea, oh yea, come on sister, right there, POW right in the kisser ! '' He shot his seed down his son 's pharynx, and fell asleep right there, relaxing and loosening up. Not liberal enough that stewie could get gratis, though ...


character II - raciness the manus that pulse You


After about 10 minutes had passed, Brian walked into to the bread and butter 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 much he deserved to be humiliated by his own father. His head started working in a much darker way then, as he remember how aweful it fely when he Stewie beat the diddly-shit out of him, and then set him on fire. He was going to make him pay, and this was the perfect chance.

Brian walked up behind Stewie. He unhooked his boilersuit, and pulled his them off along with his nappy. Then he spead out the little son of a gripe 's buttcheeks and started licking his asshole. Stewie did n't know what was going on, Saint Peter the Apostle was still asleep and his cock was still inside his fiddling boy mouth.

Just when Stewie started to enjoy the feeling, it stopped. Brian got up and laid on top of Stewie. Suddenly and without warning, he thrust his thick doggy tool mystifying inside of the slight babe. Stewie screamed out, though barely a sound was made, it was all muffled by his own Church Father thick legs on each side of his face and huge belly completely covering Stewies head.

Brian started humping the piddling baby, and he was humping surd and dissipated. His primal insticts took over him and he dug his chela into the boy 's sides. Stewies ass was so tiny and tight it did n't look at long for brian to get off. Cum was leaking out the slight boys raw anus, Brian just kept filling up with his dog spermatozoan. Finally, when he had gotten enough pleasure from the sister 's ass, he decided it was time to move on with his program for revenge.

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