QT: Against My Will

353 5.97 Special Chapter – Storm Pooper

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Edited by Psycho S.

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The naked man above Bing Shi seemed to be taking a nap...

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*WARNING* Mature scene +18 (START)

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...but the rigid proof of his erection between her thighs expressed his extra intentions.

Hidden under the sheets, Xuan Mu squeezed her body with his weight. The excruciating sensation of hot skin, the crisp muscles of his chest sliding slightly against the sensitive tips of her nipples ignited him. But with every new ‘Daddy’ he heard, his manhood would get softer and softer.

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*WARNING* Mature scene +18 (END)

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“Sweet morning daddy,” Bing Shi cuddled into his chest with sadistic laughter, her words carrying double meanings, “A nice tiny cock alarm you got us.”

“Sweet morning,” growled Xuan Mu with that raspy-drowsy voice of his as he cuddled with his wife, “He had to inherit the mood killer thing after you... and the morning owl after me...” Silencing her laughter with a hard spank to the bottom, he got out of bed and carried her to the bathroom to take a quick shower.

(Morning Owl = Morning Bird + Night Owl)

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They couldn’t stray much from stinky bun’s schedule, so the fully clothed Bing Shi swiftly went to the living room to get Ying Xiong, “Sweeet mor...NIIIIING!! Nooo!!!” she shrieked out in terror when she saw how the little tot attempted to change his diapers by himself. She quickly got him out from behind the fence and let him walk to the bathroom.

“Mommy,” the tiny boy who already snapped open the bottom of his onesies, tried to slide off the heavy diapers. Noticing her arrival, he knew she wouldn’t pick him up, and asked her to help him with undressing him instead, “Mommy, mommy.”

She slightly nudged his back, pulling up his puppy hoodie, compelling the lazy boy to continue walking, “You can take off your diapers by yourself...but only in the shower, ok? How was our Little Hero’s sleep?”

“Mommy,” good. Being nudged here and there, the little sloth’s focus stayed on getting rid of the diapers the whole time, which forced Bing Shi to grab his hand, or else they wouldn’t reach their daddy. Not even in a week.

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Letting go of the baby’s hand, Bing Shi spoke to the man, who just finished shaving his face, “Hubby, our son’s wisdom had to reach as high as his hair today.”

Wiping his face with a towel, Xuan Mu laughed handsomely at his son’s hairstyle that broke the law of gravity. He watched how stinky bun took off the diaper and gave them to him as a present, “For me?”

“Daddy,” nodding his little head, the boy wanted to show his daddy that there were no stinky surprises for him today.

“...” Oh, so that’s why. The couple nodded their heads in realization.

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“Is he constipated?” Asked Bing Shi as Xuan Mu checked the boy’s health.

“Mm,” Xuan Mu answered while giving the boy a change of clothes, “Lack of physical activity.”

“Shall we take him to the park for a walk?” proposed Bing Shi, “I don’t think it’s a good idea to keep him away from other people.” After all, the boy always stayed indoors... it’s not like it’s for his safety, but rather, it’s for everyone elses safety.

They thought they wouldn’t have to buy new clothes for Ying Xiong for at least a decade due to his slow growth, but it seemed like they would have to change the easy-to-snap onesies to the classic button ones.

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A few moments later...

“I want to put a leash on him so muuuch,” squealed Bing Shi at the overdose of cuteness as she checked the father and son duo up and down. She was too famous and Xuan Mu’s handsome looks didn’t make it any easier for them to go out unnoticed. So, as a tactic to scare others away, he put on a simple tank top and covered his body in tattoos and his ears with piercings like a member of the Yakuza.

Stinky Bun received something easy to move in: a black tracksuit. Not having his jacket zipped up, his round tummy stretched out the white tank top underneath.

Xuan Mu thought Bing Shi would match his look with some sexy hot outfit. He knew she preferred cute stuff. But Gothic lolita with a purple wig and a teddy bear backpack, really? Why was he even surprised? She loved to dress up in all kinds of styles, especially the ones with lots of layers and attention to complicated details.

“Dear, letting our son sleep behind a fence is enough. I’m not putting him on a leash like a dog-I am not that kind of parent,” said Xuan Mu to his overdressed wife, who also changed her voice to a squeaky squirrel, “The chances of him running away are zero. If we put him on a leash, he would let us drag him across the streets. Let him roam around freely like normal people would.”

“Alright, but I think stinky bun would like the leash more,” Bing Shi examined his tattoos on his right arm, “Woah, your arms are such a mood.”

The focus was on the portrait of a woman with a broken gas mask, hidden behind a wall of snake scale patterns that too, seemed to be tearing apart, bleeding, as black roses pierced through the blue skin. She switched her gaze to his left arm. The scales on his left arm were different. Most would compare it to the dragon’s, but she knew it was the sharks skin because of the teardrop shape with three ridges at the end. The skin on this side was burning like paper as if the red fire was eating it from inside. The lack of water caused the surrounding roses to wither.

She pressed her lips together, “Your talent is too great on me, I wanna cry.”

Xuan Mu caressed her wig, “Do you want to ruin your makeup?”

“No,” Bing Shi shook her head and sniffed in a snot. She helped to carry Ying Xiong as they drove off to a central park, near a mall.

For some controversial people, the leash would be like a giant advertisement, saying that she was a failure at being a mom.

Did it matter?

From their covers, they would think it either way.

If only Halloween was every day of the year. Nobody would find your way of clothing odd.

Not really. She preferred it like this. Changing her outfits was the simplest way on how to control a person’s opinion without a need to talk to them.

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“Mommy, mommy,” Ying Xiong, who had his palms and nose glued to the car window the whole time, pointed at the huge buildings, “Mommy?” then the soft drink ad on the passing truck, “Mommy?”

“A truck,” Bing Shi held the stirring boy in place with her left hand as she used her right hand to move his pointer at the big vehicle, “A truck.”

“A-Teluk,” The boy repeated after her. But due to his narrow selective memory, the truck soon changed to whatever word came first into his mind, “Daddy!” He slapped the car to follow the colorful truck, “Daddy, daddy!” Big vehicle come back! He was not done looking!

“Xuan Ying Xiong!” Xuan Mu raised his voice, attempting to stop the boy from causing a fatal accident.

Too late.

Bing Shi poked Ying Xiong’s cheek. The boy suddenly passed out from exhaustion. The thing which kept on growing the fastest was his power. She glanced at the traffic accident behind. Someone unexpectedly jumped in front of the truck to save an old woman who didn’t need any saving. Her hubby was prepared for that situation. But too many things wanted to erupt at the same time, he wasn’t able to avert every single tragic route.

Did they fail as parents?

Their child killed someone again.

As soon as they got out of the car, Ying Xiong refused to let go of Xuan Mu, clutching onto his pants, refusing to move, showing signs of separation anxiety.

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