Laying Low: Part 1

(I really should try to get away from the incest in a suburb setup, but this one is quite different in several aspects…. Don’t forget part two drops at the end of the month!)

The black supercar weaved through the traffic on the speedway. They had made good progress, and everything was following according to plan. 

The woman was smiling wildly, checking her phone for the exact time. Her eyes covered behind sunglasses as black as her shoulder length hair. Yet she was wearing a black latex like outfit with a large red cobra symbol on top. The Baroness, key operative in the evil network of Cobra nodded slightly.

“The first half is done. We have missile defense plans. Now to get away with it. Your plan is unorthodox, but it got approved. Let’s see if it pans out then, Theodore.”

Driving behind the wheel was an athletic looking man in his mid twenties, decked out in equally dark cobra gear. 

“Trust me, ma’am, the GI Joes and the government will never ever see this coming.” The whirling of sirens behind them got stronger.

“Deploying smoke.”

“How far to the desired point are we?”

“2 kilometers. Just need a bit more time.”

The supercar started to cause a heavy layer of smoke and fog slowing down the cars behind them massively. 

“Do you have the plans?” 

“Right here in this data orb.” She lifted up the soccerbal sized metal orb with all sorts of lights on it. “But you can expect the Joes, or the government to be here any second. If they catch us in our disguises, we have no backup plan.”

“We don’t need it.” Theodore responded as he pointed ahead to the emergency stop point on the right of the highway. “There!”

Theodore slammed on the brakes and typed in the code for emergency self destruct while the Baroness got out of the car carrying the orb. Theodore followed behind her as they ran over the barrier in the forest.

“Let me lead Baroness, I know the exact path to the safe house.” As they moved away from the highway an explosion ripped through the car causing more chaos for the barely arrived police. The two operatives moved through the forest for several minutes until the outside of a suburb became visible. Theodore pointed out one of the houses of which the back was fenced. He pulled out some keys and unlocked it, showing off the nondescript grass garden in the back. The baroness stepped through the garden fence and Theodore closed it behind her and locked it right away.

They ran through the unlocked backdoor and past the garage into the living room. There on top of the dinner table lay their new forms, two skinsuits with clothes neatly folded up next to them. They looked quite similar with both having shoulder length brown hair and a mostly similar face. But the body shapes and ages were very different. On the left lay a young adult, barely 18 years old with b cup breasts and an otherwise thin form.  On the right lay someone decidedly older, early 30’s with a thicker face and E cup breasts. Most notably, despite the rest of the body being flat and empty the pregnant belly was fully shaped and seemingly filled.

 The baroness walked over to the skinsuit of the pregnant woman and pressed down on the extended belly button. With a soft hiss the stomach opened like the leaves of a flower revealing a metallic inside. She placed the orb into the belly, revealing it to be a perfect fit as she then pressed the “leaves of skin” back onto the middle where they locked back in place.

“Good luck scanning for that, suckers!” She cackled in delight before glancing back at Theodore. He had already stripped out of his clothes and was standing there naked. The Baroness flashed a quick glance at his nethers before taking off her glasses and handing it to him. Theodore chucked the glasses in the sink where he had placed his dark latex cobra outfit. 

The Baroness reached behind her neck and pulled down a zipper that ran all the way to her well shaped backside. She stepped out of her outfit as well, revealing that she was wearing nothing underneath it. Theodore would have definitely glanced at the once in a lifetime chance to see the Baroness naked but he didn’t have time.

 He reached for the skinsuit of the younger woman and pulled open the zipper. The skinsuit stretched frantically all over the place as he violently smashed both feet into the skinsuit’s thin legs. They looked masculine and well toned before turning into much thinner looking cute feet and legs. He chafed his dick against the inside of the skinsuit, lifting up her chest with one hand while the other pressed into the well manicured hands. 

With the other hand in and then basically dragging the suit’s empty head over his own, his distorted horrific form started to become on. He slimmed down, lost 20 centimeters of height and his moans of suppressed arousal switched pitch from masculine and dominant to young and feminine. Within a minute, Theodore had become Melody Donovan, a cute brown haired girl barely a day over 18.

The Baroness had an easier experience. She pulled open the skinsuit and placed both hands into those of the suit. Her arms got slightly thicker and flabbier while she got her own pair of manicured hands with red nail polish.

Those new hands reached for the head where the Baroness pressed her face into the motherly looking woman. With both hands she adjusted the mask until it properly fit over her own face, after which it merged and fused with it.

“Halfway.” The new woman said. Her tones were sweet and motherly unlike the dominant and somewhat sexual undertones of the Baroness. She pressed the breasts over her own and the belly into place, after which she could feel her real chest expand to take in the larger breasts and merge with them. She could feel every bit of skin as if it was her own, even her fake pregnant stomach that contained the loot. To finish it all off she stepped into the legs of the skinsuit and pulled her thick ass into place. 

The merge always felt great to the baroness, a tingly feeling running up and down her legs and butt. But this time the feeling changed unexpectedly as she could feel her insides suddenly turn to jelly in a way and fill up her vaginal canal until the feeling extended outward through her rapidly fading vagina. The feeling suddenly dragged down on her as the transformation was complete.

Confused, she reached under her belly to find…a cock. A rock hard erection.

“What…IDIOT gave this pregnant skinsuit a cock! Idiots!” Grumbling, she looked over her form. “No time for an alternative. Fuck!”

Melody ignored her, heading for the sink where she put the tap open and then tossed bleach all over the items. By design, all of them started to melt and wash away into the sink. Even the Baronesses glasses easily melted away. 

With a lot of frustration on her face the Baroness started to get dressed. She had a pair of lace underwear that barely fit her bulge down below but since it was covered by her belly it wasn’t all that visible. This was followed up with a frilly green dress that was most unlike anything the Baroness would wear. She continued with a dark green sweater on top and finished with some thin rimmed glasses to replace the pair that had just melted down the drain.

When she was done she looked back at her adopted daughter. She wore a rather simple combination of a skirt and a light blue t-shirt with a dinosaur pattern on it.

“What do you think,  mother?”

“Perfect. How do I look?” Lisa Donovan straightened out her hair and smiled at her fake adopted daughter

“Super innocent, like me.”

The two of them giggled when the sound of distant police sirens started to come into sight, and the two women sprung into action. Lisa headed to the back door to lock it while Melody chucked more bleach to drain out the last bit of evidence. When all of it was gone Melody looked around for any evidence of their past forms…but there was none.

“All clear.”

“Clear.” Her fake mother replied. “Let’s sit down and watch some tv, Melody.”

“Sure.” She sat down and they turned on the news. 

They were on time. By ten seconds. 

Ten seconds later, a police battering ram broke through the garden door and 5 heavily armed policemen ran in. The two women inside were truly caught off guard as the policemen with the battering ram smashed into the house 30 seconds later and two of them entered the living room with pistols drawn.

“OH MY GOD!” Lisa screamed as Melody reached for her mother’s shoulders, sobbing loudly and shivering in fear.

“ROOM CLEAR, MOVE ON! WILKINS, TALK TO THEM.” Three of the well armed policemen started clearing rooms in the house while 5 more rushed through the back to check through the house. 

“MA’AM, IS THERE ANYONE HIDING IN THIS HOUSE?” A policeman, on the thicker side yelled in Lisa’s face.

“No, no, what is going on, what are you talking about!”

More sirens could be heard. “NO ONE HERE, FAN OUT!” More shouting, yelling.

“I need you to come with me, this place isn’t safe right now.” The policeman practically grabbed Lisa who held on to Melody as the man escorted them out on the street in front of the house, where several other people had gathered. Sirens were blaring all over and an incredible amount of soldiers and policemen were sweeping the entire neighbourhood.

The Baroness did not know it yet, but this police presence was not going to be her biggest problem. No, that would be Joan Cardwell, the most stereotypically Karen like person you could’ve ever imagined.

For a moment, the Baroness thought that the jig was up though she and her daughter kept up their pitch perfect hysterical women acts. But rather than be pushed into a cop car they were put in the middle of the street with other civilians and told to wait while everything was searched top to bottom. 

Joan turned to look at Lisa and Melody and her eyes narrowed.

“Wait, did you come from Thurwood Drive 17? I’m Joan Cardwell, from the Home Owners Association and I have some talking to do to you ma’am. Your house is causing unrest in the neighbourhood, people coming in late at night, probably to sell drugs and such, such behaviour would not be- NO NOT MY PETUNIAS YOU DASTARD!” She screeched at  one officer trudged through her wheelhouse.

The look on Lisa’s face was sheer bafflement. This random housewife knew about the setup operations for the safe house? How? Had she been watching all this time? Who is this crazy woman? An enemy operative?

Lisa shuffled away from her, dragging Melody along into the crowd away from Joan. They remained there, patiently waiting for two hours until the all clear was given and people returned to their homes quickly. The sun was going down, and a police presence remained. Lisa and Melody headed home quietly, going inside and closing the door behind them. Melody wanted to say something but her mother dragged her up to the bedroom. She closed the door behind them and glanced at her daughter who had dried tears all over her face.

A small giggle rolled out of her mouth. And soon they were laughing hysterically together embracing one another.

“THOSE FOOLS! IDIOTS!” Lisa laughed. “It is not hard to win when your enemies are foolish idiots!”

Lisa’s laugh faltered. “That was too close though. The response was far fiercer than expected.”

“Hmm. Your plan covers that though. We just stay here for a week and then skip out of town and disappear forever.”

“Yeah…and then there is that woman.”

“I thought she may have been an enemy operative for a second..but really she just was a nosy neighbour bitch. My compliments on your work so far Theodore. It was perfect.”

“With one exception.” With both hands she grabbed Melody by the head and pushed her on her knees,  and then smashed her daughter against the bulge in her pants. Melody could now clearly smell the musk of the object of the Baroness’ desire and feel her face pressed against it too as it began to stir.

“YOU GAVE MY PREGNANT WOMAN DISGUISE A FAT COCK!”

“It was a mistake…I wasn’t responsible for the suit.” Melody didn’t resist, partially because of not wanting to offend her influential boss and partially because she liked the smell and feeling of a cock in her face.

“We are trying…ngn, not to draw attention.” Lisa could feel her cock stir into life now.

“I am so sorry, Baroness but someone else made this mistake.”

“My name is Lisa, you fool.” She pressed her daughter harder against the bulge.

What she couldn’t see was the big, goofy grin on her daughter’s face, hidden beneath her highly pregnant stomach. She loved the smell and feeling of cocks, and if she was going to spend time being an innocent woman, she’d rather have her mother pack something fun for her to use. So Theodore had set up for his boss’s skinsuit to pack some serious heat. And now it was time for her “punishment” as Melody slipped her head under her mother’s dress and wrapped her hands around her mother’s cock.

“Oh…oh wow..”  Lisa let her head roll back as her brown hair fell to the side as her daughter’s head bobbed under the green dress. “I will give you the opportunity to make up for your mistake by working it off, over time.”

“Yes, mother.” From underneath her dress, Melody giggled.

“Undress.”

Melody looked up at her mother and nodded. She stood up and removed the t-shirt, revealing her average-sized chest and the fact that she didn’t bother to wear any underwear. She stripped out of her pants as well, standing there naked. 

“Time to make use of my…unwanted extra.” Lisa handed her glasses to Melody before undressing as well, revealing her pregnant belly and her thicc F cup breasts. And from underneath her comically proportioned cock hung out, erect as could be. She received her glasses back from Melody and placed them on her face. 

Then Lisa sat down on the bed, leaning backwards so her cock stuck out from her belly even more.

“Get on.”

“With pleasure.” Melody crawled onto the bed and positioned her pussy over her mother’s hard cock, looking her in the eye as she slid down on it until her breasts pressed against her mothers pregnant stomach. 

“Nnngh. Oh, oh YES! God, you’re tight. So tight and cute and all mine.”

“I’m here to please, mom. We might be stuck here longer for just a few days.”

“I mean, at one point I am going to have to give birth. I can’t have this for too long before people get suspicious.” She slapped her pregnant belly so hard that it would have concerned anyone that thought she actually had a baby in there would have been shocked.

“Yeah, but it makes for a good extraction. Your water breaks…” Melody rubbed her mother’s belly. “And you and I leave via ambulance when the time is right.”

“Good girl…” Lisa laid back and smiled at her bouncing daughter. “Speaking of my water breaking…”

“Oh yes, mom, fill me up, let me give you grandchildren!” The two women laughed at the absurdity of their situation until Lisa suddenly let her head fall back as her cock twitched and erupted within the womb of her fake daughter. All of the pent up pressure of the day’s events released and crashed into her daughter. Melody rubbed her breasts wildly before suddenly  getting off her mother’s cock and letting the squirts hit all over her chest. In the moment she fisted herself, pulling out the own cock hidden underneath her skin and yanking it out. Her mother was lost in climax, grasping the bed and panting loudly. She was covered in sweat and the smile on her face never seemed to stop.

Her daughter, meanwhile, was covered in her mothers cum. She stood over her mother’s cock and hoisted both legs up over her shoulders while she slid into Lisa. Lise glanced down at her with an intense look.

Melody froze. She had forgotten for just a moment who Lisa was, and how much power the Baroness had over him. 

There was only a small nod from her mother, and without any further reservations she started pounding her mothers ass, causing Lisas cock to flop all over the place as the girl unleashed her meat deeply into her.

She grasped her mothers cock with one hand and rubbed it over her chest to get more cum all over in it when she pushed deeper into the warm tight cavern. “Keep going, keep going! Don’t stop! Don’t stop!”

Melody continued to jack off her mother more and more until Melody came. She ejaculated into her mothers ass, notably a lesser amount then her mother had just previously splattered all over her chest.. slowly but surely she got herself out of her mother.

“Good. That was good.” Lisa got up, idly touching her cock a bit. ” I need a shower.”

 She ignored all the cum and sweat that was leaking from her and trudged into the bathroom. Slipping underneath the shower she put it on hot and got to showering. Melody followed behind her, flaccid cock still hanging from her pussy walls. 

Patiently she sat down on the cold closed toilet seat waiting for her turn. She pushed the Baroness once today, and she certainly wasn’t going to try her luck. Melody glanced at the beautiful fake woman under the shower getting herself fully clean and washing her hair at the same time. 

Those thic asscheeks, the highly pregnant belly with a limp cock hanging underneath. And then those tits…

She just couldn’t help herself as she started masturbating her cock to the sight of her mother showering. Her thin hands wrapped around it and immediately worked it up to full length. Melody closed her eyes as she continued to milk herself.

Suddenly a different hand grabbed her cock and she opened her eyes to see the brown haired visage of her mother staring down at her sternly.

“Were you masturbating to the sight of me, slut?”

“Yes. Yes mom.” She looked away, awaiting whatever punishment would follow. Her mother smirked at her in a smug way before ramming her tits and belly against her daughter, smothering her in warmth and pressing her against the toilet behind her.

“Masturbate you little slut!”

Melody bathed in the warmth of her mother as she continued to furiously masturbate her cock to the sight of her mother. 

“Are you close, slut!?”

“Y…yeah”

Lisa backed off slightly, one hand grasping Melodys cock and starting to work it hard with a wide smile on her face. She watched her daughter’s cock twitch and start to cum. 

With an amused smile she forcefully grabbed the cock and pushed it back into her body. The stream of cum suddenly changed into a squirting of vaginal fluids while Melodys cute moans reverberated around the white tiled bathroom. 

“It is good to know that my partner on this mission is as kinky as me. A sense of sensuality helps complete missions a lot better. Get it out in private, and give a perfect performance in public. Clean yourself up, and the mess you’ve made. When you’re done, meet me in my bedroom.”

“Baroness?”

Lisa turned and glanced.

“Thank you, ma’am.”

“Dont fuck up, and you’ll be fine. And don’t ever call me by my real name again, Melody.” She left the bathroom, leaving a sweaty, cum covered girl behind.

Quietly she giggled, saying “What a woman…i am the luckiest guy in the world, for the next two weeks at least.”

———–

In the midst of drying herself off Melody suddenly heard her name from across the house.

“Melody! Get over here!”

She wrapped the towel around her lower half, neglecting to cover her breasts as she barged into her mother’s bedroom. Lisa was laying on the covers, wrapped in a purple coloured silken nightgown with the light of the tv reflecting off her glasses. She was casually sipping from a wine glass and smiling slightly

“Look Theodore, we’re on.” she motioned

Two women, dressed in dresses from whence their cleavage spilled out far too much sat down behind a newsdesk. The one on the left was a caucasian woman with lovely raven hair and a slight tan in a blue and red dress, while the other was a woman of African-American origin dressed in an all black more official looking outfit.

“These are the latest updates on the chaos in Westport. I’m Vannessa Wildbow.” The woman on the right started to talk in a serious tone while her colleague almost flashed her breasts at the screen.

“And I’m Jessica Bernardi, and this is CHANNEL FIVE ACTION NEWS!” She moved so much that her chest followed along. 

“Police have distributed new photos belonging to the terrorists that broke into M-tech Incorporated’s Westport RnD facility.” Vanessa looked at her right, slightly frustrated at what was sure to follow.

“And it was one hell of a chase outta there, ended with a supercar exploding just near Clifton Heights! Police have still set up roadblocks everywhere and are sweeping the surrounding area to arrest the criminals.”

“Only one of the terrorists has been identified so far.” A picture of the baroness, in the middle of firing a gun into the air from that morning’s heist with a nasty smirk on her face.

The very same smirk appeared on her mothers face as well. Though their facial structures and looks were quite different, it was quite obvious who she really was.

“The Baroness, age unknown, a highly trained operative of the Cobra terrorist network was last seen driving away in a black sports car with an unknown accomplice, pictured here.” A longer distance shot of Theodore hacking into the facility’s vault appeared.

“Which then self-destructed, with no sign of the stolen objects or the great looking criminals within!”

Venessa did a silent, judging glare at her colleague for that comment.  “It is assumed that these terrorists are still closely around since local and state enforcement are treating this case with the highest priority. Channel 5 action news was able to grab much footage of the police in action sweeping the neighbourhood.” The broadcast cut away to grainy, shaky footage of policemen sweeping through someone’s backyard.

When it was cut back to the studio both the Baroness and Theodore’s faces were shown on clear reconstruction drawings. “If you see any or both of these people, please inform local law enforcement immediately. Do not approach them or engage them, they are armed and dangerous terrorists out to overthrow our nation.”

“Up next: fashion tips for the fast approaching summer, let the sun shine into your closet with-”

Lisa shut the tv off and took another sip of her wine. She glanced at her daughter’s breasts for a moment before paying more attention to her face.

“Your face is out there, Theodore. No more going back to who you were before.”

“I was well aware of that when I switched from Tech-ops to Infiltration.”

“Speaking of Tech.” Lisa put the glass away. “Did you confirm our safe arrival with HQ?”

“Yeah, mom.” 

“How?”

Suddenly Melody realized that her upper half was naked and she covered her breasts with one hand. “Let me get my phone.” She ducked out of the room and into her bedroom. It was comically overdone with pink walls and posters of k-pop boy bands that Theodore had to listen to prepare for the role of Melody. 

Melody opened the closet and picked out a pair of pink pyjamas. She got into them without issue and grabbed her phone off the nightcase.

“Melody Donovan has a 7 months old instagram account that’s been pre-prepared. Made good use of it learning for the role. Either way, I posted this after you went to get a shower.”

Lisa leaned in to see a message posted by Melody Donovan saying “There was some commotion outside with the police, but luckily me and mom are safe! Feeling pretty good about the upcoming weekend, hopefully less exciting than today XxX uwu.”

Lisa glared at him, unimpressed.

“That message below, read that one.”

Someone named Simone Bottles had commented. It looked to be a girl of Melody’s age with blonde hair and holding a cat in her profile picture. “Gosh, stay safe Melody girl, always watch your back. Best stay where you are until everythings safe again. Guess we need to move my sleepover to next weekend then, or maybe the week after. Keep us up to date! ~Simone.”

“That’s Simon Bandaren from Infiltration telling us as much as  “Message received, stay in place for at least one or two weeks, HQ out.”

“Any specific coding included in the message I need to know about?”

“Nah, it’s just hidden in plain sight communication between best friends. Communication in only the vaguest form in character, not even any coding included. They’ll communicate with us in the classifieds starting tomorrow under a listing for selling maps. The government will be sweeping for hidden high tech communications equipment never realizing we’re right under their noses.”

Lisa nodded.

“You can leave.”

“Can’t I stay with you tonight?”

“No.” Her mother shoved her out the door and shut it behind her, shattering Melody’s dreams of sleeping next to her fake mother. She headed back to her bedroom and turned off the slight, shuffling under the sheets. 

Melody spent some time just looking up at the roof, thinking about how the day had gone and how things were going with the Baroness. And as her thoughts strayed to her boss, her fingers strayed back to her crotch.